The value of a coin
Husband and wife are two sides of a coin.
They don’t face each other or see eye to eye.
Yet they remain stuck to each other
To get value for the coin they formed.
20.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Where I find a treasure-trove?
A Dollar coin stuck in my sticky wallet
And I salute the face that engraved on the coin,
The sixth President of the United States of America
Mr.John.Quincy.Adams who resembles my benevolent maternal grandpa.
I would like to Scratch a lottery to build up my treasury
But I am scared that I'll loose the coin which guards my magical wallet(notes fly & coins remain) since a long time.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Magic Well
Magic well, Magic well, Magic well
Curiouslly u walk toward me with a coin dangling in thy hand
cast a coin upon me and make a wish for a coin gives birth to a dream of wish
look upon me with thy reflection on my face and cast your coin and let out your wish for u never know when it come 2 pass
cast a coin and make a wish for i'll grant it to u...
poem by Paul World
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The Coin And A Boy
THE COIN AND A BOY
WHY DO YOU LOOK SO UNHAPPY SONNY? A MAN ASKED A YOUNG LAD WHO HE MET ON THE WAY TO HIS STALL! AND THE BOY REPLIED THUS, SAYING, I LOST MY COIN, AND AS I CRIED, A MAN GAVE ME ANOTHER COIN! HE STATED, AND THE INQUISITIVE MAN ASKED AGAIN, IF THAT BE SO, THEN WHY DO YOU LOOK SO UNHAPPY STILL? AND THE BOY REPLIED, OH, NOW THAT I HAVE THIS COIN, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN TWO COINS WITH ME INSTEAD OF ONE, IF I HADNT LOST MY COIN! HE STATED
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Minstrel Boy
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it roll?
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
Oh, luckys been drivin a long, long time
And now hes stuck on top of the hill.
With twelve forward gears, its been a long hard climb,
And with all of them ladies, though, hes lonely still.
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it roll?
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
Well, he deep in number and heavy in toil,
Mighty mockingbird, he still has such a heavy load.
Beneath his boundries, what more can I tell,
With all of his travlin, but Im still on that road.
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it roll?
Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Two Sides Of The Coin
Ive met some ladies and then some girls
But they dont tell you, they just want a whirl
Its kind of funny, a little sad
cause theyre not happy, theyre just kind of glad
To be with me for just a night
And maybe even turn out the lights, well turn out the lights
I need time to ease my mind, make up my mind, which one to find
Chorus:
Two sides of the coin to choose from, two sides of the coin, they are mine
Two sides of the coin, Im gettin weary
Which one should I choose, I need time
Id like to say a word or two, about the women we all seem to know
Theyre all around us, theyre everywhere
You meet them this place and then meet them there
Then you deside to pick a mate
Because youre tired of all those dates, of all those dates
I need time to ease my mind, make up my mind, which one to find
Chorus - choose one!
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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Love and sex, different
To hold back your husband,
You let him know that you are in demand.
To have your freedom of movement,
You give him a long rope to move away.
To like someone is not to disown
Your own but to make you a fit one.
Love and sex are not one,
Nor is it two sides of one coin.
The latter cannot usurp the former.
No freedom of joy
With thralldom of sex
19.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
quote by Carl Sandburg
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sometimes
Sometimes in life
It is sweet like honey
Sometimes in life
It is bitter like bile.
Sometimes in life
The drum beats rhytimically
With the dancers steps
Sometimes in life
The musical instruments are discordant
Life is bi-polar.
You may be a castle owner today
It will be another person tomorrow
You are a messiah today
You may be a villian next day
The tossed coin
Lands with either sides
Whatever side of the coin you have
Never despair or over joyous
The pendullum may swing
And the slave will become a landowner
Life is bi-polar.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Coin
Maybe it is because of the fog
that I caress you,
because all around me are fog,
dissolved shapes, things lacking
precision or definition,
things that turn into some vague
something without dimension.
I caress you, coin.
Nightfall in December
and you here in my hand, you,
precisely contoured, you, hard
resistant existence
with your body of fine silver.
Coin
with a number that cannot be conquered
by doubt or by fog
and with a face
that will never doubt,
face of an ancient queen, looking at me.
poem by Pedro Salinas y Serrano
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Humor is the ability to see three sides to one coin.
Peace and justice are two sides of the same coin.
quote by Dwight D. Eisenhower
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Faults and virtues are but two sides of the same coin.
Who is a beggar and who is not
Take your coin, I am no beggar
In our country
Beggars are less uncommon
They are there anywhere
Except
Cemeteries
Burial ground and
Cremation yard
They beg you so pathetically
That you are forced to dropp a coin
Pavements invariably
Irrespective of the city
House beggars
You can make out them
By the way they look
Women beg
Pointing to us the little child
They carry on their waist
Old ladies too beg
And they station themselves
Against you in your path
Making it difficult for you
To step ahead further
While you are on a wait
Either bus stop
Rail station
Park or beach
Some one or the other appear before you
Begging
Truly speaking
It hurts me to turn away someone
Asking for alms
Without getting them something
Some hold the view
That they need not help beggars
As they are not the one
Who made beggars beg
Begging should be discouraged
And to do that
Beggars should not be helped
Is some others’ view point
I am not quite sure
Whether to help beggars or not
I normally dropp a coin of least denomination
In the begging bowl or in the opened up palms of a beggar
Provided I have the coin
If I do not have a coin to part with
Or if I do not have the mind to help
I muster the strength
To tell the beggar
That I have no changes to spare
This morning
I was rushing to the office
After getting down from the bus
I saw a middle aged male
Who was rolling down on the tar topped road
Sitting on roller-fixed wooden plank
Pushing with the help of has hands
It appeared he had no legs
I decided to help him with a coin
As I got nearer
I came to understand that he was polio affected
Both his legs becoming non functional
Of late, thin and feeble
I ran my hand through my left pant pocket
Got hold of a coin of a better denomination
Than the one I normally prefer to drop
Stood by his side
As he was enjoying a puff of a lighted cigarette
On his lips
He did not lift his face
Having waited for some seconds
I decided to dropp that coin
I did the same
And started going towards office
I heard the rolling of wheels
When I looked back
The person on the wheel-fixed plank
Pointed his right index finger
Towards the dropped coin
About four metres on the backside
And said curtly
Take your coin
I am no beggar
As I reached the spot
And picked up the coin
I felt too small of me
And in fact, beg for the knowledge
As to know
Who is a beggar and who is not
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Hypocrisy
That seemingly
Respectable man
With a seemingly
Happy family…
Runs good websites
And preaches
Women's issues
But watches
Pornography in private
And seeks online sex.
No wonder,
There are two sides
To a moon
As there are two sides
To a coin.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Duality Of Darkness And Light
If I search and seek inside my mind
The deeper I look the more I find
Exists a spiritual duality of darkness and light
My soul mirrors the world, the day and the night
In the darkness I seek the light to guide
From the sunlight I seek a shadow to hide
The dark is my shield, the light is my blade
They guide and protect me, the light and the shade
They are the sides of coin, opposed yet part of the same
They the sides of a blade, one cold one aflame
This is the spiritual duality of darkness and light
The immortal struggle of the day and the night
Two sides of one coin, two sides of one blade
The darkness and light, tools used yet obeyed
The shade of the daylight, the light in the night
Our immortal mortality, our hope yet our plight
The darkness a shield, the light a bright sword
To refuse their protection we cannot afford
Their immortal struggle, mirrored in our souls
They both play their parts, they both have their roles
A spiritual duality the darkness and light
A reflection of reality the day and the night
poem by Tim Vallie
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Life Is Like A Coin
Life is like a coin
Its two sides are joy and pain
Allah tosses it
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Anatomy of Love
Hate is love-
just standing upside-down.
Love and hate are not real opposites,
They are just the opposite sides
of the same coin.
Hate can become love very easily:
and love also can become hate
with the twinkle of an eye.
Hate is not very far from love,
Hate is just love in a disturbed state.
It is only a question of re-arranging
and hate is turned into love.
Love can become hate,
and hate can become love as well,
You hate a person
and you love the same person as well.
One moment you hate,
another moment you love-
love and hate are two sides
of the same coin.
Love and Fear are the real opposites,
Fear can never become love-
there is no way.
And love can never be fear,
there is no way.
Fear has to be dropped,
then love arises;
or love has to be forgotten,
then fear is there.
poem by Nazmul Haque
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I had to choose, I'd be so sad. They are flip sides of the same coin. I love both comedy and drama.
quote by Dianne Wiest
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The Path of a Gambler
A man sought coin in a voluminous fashion,
a few more pounds to add to his loot,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
A father has lost his son to a single action;
when he craved to add to the tempting fruit,
a man sought coin in a voluminous fashion.
His gambler's heart soon became a beacon;
racing, waiting for a spotter's toot,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
This one risk is only but a fraction
of the goal which he was to pursuit.
a man sought coin in a voluminous fashion.
When his hands started to feel the burden,
one that he had been too blind to compute,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
When his bets were lost, he heard a beckon,
he sought to close the the tribute.
A man sought coin in a voluminous fashion,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
poem by Michael Roysdon
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