Beauty of my Instincts,
Beauty of my Instincts,
Beauty of my Instincts is like a Movement of a Tiger,
That we are on the Trodding of Great Growth from Tribulations,
Every plan that God hast for the Fourth Creature is more than a Kingdom.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Call on these Words,
Call on these Words,
Call on these Words,
Not Either Violating my Instincts,
But the Flow's of Fowls will Emerge,
When my Movement is like Tiger's Medicine, ,
Hitting these Words that are from Tiger's Movement,
Creating a New Man from a Glimpse of Heaven's Touch and the Spiritual Significance hast no Mean's like Felonies.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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The wise and the vice
You will not correct your wrongs
Unless your instincts dictate it.
You will not change your habits
Unless your instincts warrant it.
You cannot love or hate
Unless your instincts support them.
You cannot practise honesty
Unless your instincts promote it.
To grow wise will not terminate vice.
03.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Rainbow -The Beauty Of Life
In the east
After the heavy shower
Rises the rainbow
White is above
Black below
In the middle
The instincts
Love is above
Hate below.
The heart and soul
Express the color
Along with the sun and rain
The beauty of life does appear.
If the colors
Are less or more
The instincts start to soar
Then the rainbow will take a flight
Leaving the life under blistering light.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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My Mind Collapses
My beauty collapses upon the mind,
In doing this, my beauty collapses;
For the skill offered by some stagnate it,
Keeping a bountiful objective in view.
To be harmonious I supply instincts,
Loosening knots so proud of innocence.
This beauty concentrates in cells
Inside us, outside us and many times extinct.
Length of stay on this world is terrifying,
Following madness of achievements that array.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Beautiful One
Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
To ravage my world as might a sweet angel.
Oh beautiful thing, so much at ease:
Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle.
Oh beautiful creature, sail me do,
As floating on seas of halcyon blue tincture.
You beautiful being, gracing charm
And features that render feel of deep texture.
Your beautiful poise in glide supreme,
Gives such like a vista honed as from heaven.
That beautiful art of face ornate,
Not ever to understate or be riven.
Your beautiful flame of pulchritude
Doth dizzy me high, so I conclude always
You beautiful girl forever be
My shining Janette; my guide; my stairway.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Tiger Stare
Intimidation is the game, as any tiger knows.
Infuriation is the aim, before it comes to blows.
The tiger stare, with ears erect, the lowered jaw in tune,
The teeth to bear, for bold effect! All say, 'I'll fight you soon! '
If not, the tiger stare is used to focus on the prey...
Before all energy's enfused and it gets clean away...
Or else a future mate is seen, with him truly smitten...
Wide-eyed, the alpha male is keen to meet the little kitten...
If not, some new scent's in the air... his basic instincts rise.
He breathes in deep... his nostrils flare... as danger he defies.
He bides his time before he acts, while time is on his side,
But come the time he finds the facts, no conscience comes to guide.
Sometimes a tiger stands alone! It's him against the rest!
Gone are the brothers he has known, now he must do his best!
No more the tiger cub of old, no more the little one...
He's seen the seasons which unfold beneath the golden sun!
The tiger stare is what he does... portraying who he is...
Who knows what it will mean for us? A quick death or a kiss?
And yet we stare, breathtaken, too, till fear has been increased...
At just how big this big cat grew.... at beauty and the beast...
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Tiger Stare'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Instincts’ effects
Instincts-
Quick to act,
Faithful in act,
But is ignorant
Of its repercussion.
Instincts are to save oneself
But often lead one to a fall.
22.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Beauty is in me,
My Beauty is in me,
My Beauty is in me,
the Movement take's Pleasure with the Covenant and Grace,
See this Mind and see that Image,
All Over me is the Feeling,
That we are all able,
Hold that Momentum,
That the Beauty will never die,
This is the House of Hopes,
Whilst that Movement saw the Beauty all in me.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Beauty, Beauty
Beauty, beauty in the light. Beauty, Beauty falling through. How sweet must beauty, beauty be. Beauty, beauty how it's happy. Beauty, beauty in the sky and in the grass. Beauty, beauty in the trees. Beauty, beauty on the ground. Beauty, beauty crawling on the ground. Beauty, beauty always climbing. Beauty, beauty that we are sirrounded by.
poem by Shania K. Younce
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Beauty is
The beauty beheld is alive.
Beauty hiding is of the soul.
Beauty freed is love.
Beauty seen is beauty in control.
Beauty is the passion of the heart.
Beauty causes order divine.
Beauty is seen in all the great.
Beauty is the lure of nature's design.
poem by Josh Alfred
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My Movement,
My Movement,
My Movement is like a Tiger,
It hast no spirit of crime and Felonies,
I never create spirits from my Movement.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Sudden Movement
The tiger's eye was on it fast!
A sudden movement seen!
Now on his feet, he stood at last,
His mind alert and keen...
His body leapt ten feet ahead
And landed with a crunch!
Of course, the reason that he sped
Was what he hoped was lunch!
The creature that he tracked was close,
Somewhere within the snow...
That's why he sniffed with downward nose
As low as he could go...
The creature stopped, no sound was heard...
A silence met his ears.
Then all at once, the creature stirred
And dashed to join his peers...
The tiger's eye was left and right
And saw the creature run
And all at once, the bird took flight...
And nothing could be done!
The tiger's sigh was long and drawn...
No lunch for him today!
When he laid down, he paused to yawn...
And there he chose to stay...
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Sudden Movement'.
The Stephen Gayford poems can be viewed here:
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poem by Denis Martindale
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The Beauty Of A Poem
The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn leaves
The beauty of the people we love
The beauty that pervades life
The beauty that turns away from us
And will not let us be a part of it
The beauty we hold on to fragilely
As a driven leaf
The beauty the beauty the beauty
Oh life oh God of goodness oh death
The beauty we can never see
And the Beauty within us all
Oh God
The Beauty in us and Beyond us all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I will leave you, maybe not
I will leave you,
I will leave you,
No I think love is deeper than the reptiles that we advance to,
I think that Oceanic movement,
All the movement of man,
I think that we came from the Waters,
Embracing the Kingdom on earth with no felonies,
Mohammed was so great a teacher,
With his beauty of regime,
I don't think I will leave you,
Since the world thought of crime's,
You thought of love and no more felonies,
Only freedom and justice for Humanity,
How blessed is the son that sit's on the Throne?
Only those that do good to their own souls,
With a pure understanding from prayers,
Hard work from inert,
And making all justice prevail on Earthly Dwelling.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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I will leave you,
I will leave you,
I will leave you,
No I think love is deeper than the reptiles that we advance to,
I think that Oceanic movement,
All the movement of man,
I think that we came from the Waters,
Embracing the Kingdom on earth with no felonies,
Mohammed was so great a teacher,
With his beauty of regime,
I don't think I will leave you,
Since the world thought of crime's,
You thought of love and no more felonies,
Only freedom and justice for Humanity,
How blessed is the son that sit's on the Throne?
Only those that do good to their own souls,
With a pure understanding from prayers,
Hard work from inert,
And making all justice prevail on Earthly Dwelling.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Un-suppressible is sex
To steal, to kill and to fight
Are all the basic instincts,
From abstinence of which
We suffer not much,
Guilt well under control.
To woo, to flirt and to court
Also form from sex-instincts,
To restrain from which
We suffer a lot.
Lust is the taproot,
Others only laterals.
08.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Let me trust you,
Let me trust you,
Let me trust you,
Just the movement is so clear,
There is a great movement on earth,
I observe and learnt that man is on a hard journey,
Seem's we trod in great tribulation on earth,
Since man whilst alive is able to trust the self,
Most just kill and burst,
Some are just not a perfected example as they claim to be,
Let me trust you bit by bit that I may grow,
Growth is coming from Trust,
Love will increase with timing,
Let me trust just more and more,
That we may climb that ladder is to see that Heavenly.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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It does not matter what men say in words, so long as their activities are controlled by settled instincts. The words may ultimately destroy the instincts. But until this has occurred, words do not count. - from Science and the Modern World
quote by Alfred North Whitehead
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If a man is offered a fact which goes against his instincts, he will scrutinize it closely, and unless the evidence is overwhelming, he will refuse to believe it. If, on the other hand, he is offered something which affords a reason for acting in accordance to his instincts, he will accept it even on the slightest evidence.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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Instincts’ role
If a fact goes against my instincts
I hardly accept it.
If a fact is in tune with my instincts,
I readily accept it.
Instinct is our judge.
25.08.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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