Statesmen
Rictameter
syllables
2-4-6-8-10
and reverse.
Treasured
and well-valued
are the men of culture
enlightened in the finer arts
their legislative Acts seldom falter.
Ministry with genuine hearts
faithfulness we honour
they are always
Treasured
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Treasured Moments
Every one of us has moments,
treasured moments to call our own.
They come when we’re not looking,
and linger with us a lifetime.
They bring happiness
that we can look back on,
through our growing years.
No one can steal them from us,
nor taint them in anyway.
They are our treasured moments,
that linger with us,
even when we pray.
They are little time capsules
that hold our world together,
when we are feeling down.
They are the joys we reached,
when heaven said, its you.
Treasured moments
like photographs,
capture a moment in time.
We think of some thing to associate them with.
So when we see that thing
we can enjoy them once more,
those treasured moments.
31 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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What I want above all is to destroy the idea of culture. Culture is an alibi of imperialism. There is a Ministry of War. There is a Ministry of Culture. Therefore, culture is war.
quote by Jean-Luc Godard
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haiku - mere
password to a treasured
and enlightened moment
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Heart
Angel among us
...so treasured and strong
You protect us, give us shelter
...you guide us through right and wrong
Your office door is always open
...your heart is never cold
You are our treasured gem
...with a heart made of gold
Cassie
for A. Knights
poem by CarolAnne Spalding
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Hopefully It Is Not Too Late
There is a malignant tumor,
Growing fast...
Right under,
Those standards we qualify...
And regard,
As valued.
And radiating it with interest,
Seems out of date.
But hopefully,
It is not too late...
To cure ourselves soon.
And quick...
Before it ruins any renovation,
Begun on a foundation claimed...
As treasured!
And needing all minds,
To assist with its restoration.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Element of Coalesce
One has distress
Another’s got a hopeless longing
There exists such sorrow
Our precious treasured element
“Affection”
Life would be so valuable
To know that every personal you’d pass by
Is embracing you in their heart
Alluring you with a warm smile day after day
One has distress
Another’s got a hopeless longing
There exists such sorrow
Our precious treasured element
“Connection”
If you were to come across a girl in deep sorrow,
What would you do?
If you have distress, what can you do?
Would being there for her be enough to divulge the light?
For the first time, I feel like I didn’t say enough
Don’t stop breathing, this is only the beginning
I can’t keep swimming in this bitter world, knowing that you’re alone
I hate what the world’s done to you, to I, to us
One has distress
Another’s got a hopeless longing
There exists such sorrow
Our precious treasured element
“Love”
Look closely on the floor, you’ll see with your own eyes
The path that we took all those years to get here has already disintegrated
poem by Aiden Florence
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Alankar(Decor) -105
Heart Yearns(Rictameter)
The Rictameter is:
a 9 line poem.
syllabic verse with graduated then diminishing number of syllables 2-4-6-8-10-8-6-4-2.
rhymed or unrhymed, if rhymed the scheme is at the discretion of the poet.
The two syllable last line is a repeat of the first line..
Heart Yearns
For what else all
The whole world and its all
Truth is sleeping on its chamber
What can nudge and wake it up from its couch
Sins invade evil dressed to beat
Distressed Truth wakes lighted
Just the right deed
Heart yearns
poem by Indira Renganathan
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If Not Faced To Rid
Kept to us most precious,
With claims that remain dear and treasured...
But ironically freed,
From those experiences we had agonized...
With tears to cry and the asking of God,
'Why me? '
And eventually with patience,
Those clouds we question begin to disappear.
With a clearing before us of brighter skies.
And yet doesn't it seem...
If it had not been for experiences,
No one wished to dream...
Few would deny if not faced to rid...
Those precious memories we now keep dear,
Could not be for us kept treasured to realize...
If we had not dried our eyes to decide,
Life and the living of it has its ups and downs.
Although many are found walking around with frowns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obsessed To Possess
Pray many do with a faithfulness claimed.
To then be chased away from it,
The moment we should keep faith treasured.
With an acknowledgement that what we have,
Is the gift of life.
To appreciate and share with a caring.
Inspite of our possessions and our obsessions.
But proven on a daily basis,
As the power of nature has its way...
What we claim to be a faith in The Almighty,
Is only as strong as those impressions we make.
Obsessed to possess,
With things and other values faked.
Kept until one day they suddenly leave.
'If only we had power.'
~Power to do what? ~
'To see.'
~You've had that from the beginning.
What has changed? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Oh Lucky Me
Rictameter
Daughter
And Son of mine
How dear you are to me
Cathy and Rob our love is true
Conversations bring happiness anew
We face the sadness together
And ~ we'll never falter
I thank Son and
Daughter
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Lines of Shadow
Boughs of the Tree bow
Before birds' new melodies
Really different glow
Inspiring lines like these...
'Tis not the Tree singing today
Rather its shadow spreading
Sheltering birds everyday
Attentive to their living.
Its genuine Song of purity
And joy dwells deeply inside
To be chanted in the eternity
And treasured by the heart and mind.
July,2012
poem by Maria C. Costa
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With A Standard Sold As Solid Gold
There is more nonsense being rejected today,
Than any other time in people's lives.
And this is the very same nonsense once protected,
To defend...
When it was regarded as a valued commodity 'then'.
With a standard sold as solid gold to hold as it glistened.
But today...
A three dollar bill if found and freshly printed by a circus clown,
Under a tent and on the ground with its image on it...
Would be treasured as having more meaning and purpose,
By those unaware where they are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wonderful Colours
Rictameter
syllables 2-4-6-8-10
and return.
Rainbow
sent a sweet glow
after that pouring rain
magic taking our breath away
God's own masterpiece on display
all 'Nature-Lovers' will admire
but the sky's not afire
it's just one more
Rainbow
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Limelight Of Success
Success
Was his sole aim
He purchased a mansion
Longing to find glory and fame
Maybe meeting a beauty of fashion
Two titled people Sir & Dame
With such great attraction
And passion for
Success
Rictameter poem:
Syllables 2-4-6-8-10
and return.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Middle Age
Rictameter:
Syllable count
two-four-six-eight-ten
and reverse.
'Crisis'
sad occasion
love loosing its allure
two souls led into temptation
romance neglected as never before.
wedding rings are of no avail
what an uhappy tale
in the midlife
'Crisis'
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Summertime Dreamers
Rictameter poem.
syllables 2-4-6-8-10
and return.
Romance
seems enthralling
for summertime dreamers
high into Space they are drifting
waving 'farewell' to a past loveless life
desire made them husband & wife
no longer just dreaming
but it's love and
Romance
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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The Next Page
You have dragons on your head and you think that you are wiser,
But the next page of life will let you know that you are a fool! !
For you only honour me with your lips,
And with your heart very far away from me!
In vain you do worship the doctrine of men! !
But the next page of your life has a question mark;
For you think you are wiser than all the people around you.
Your life is like the Babylon Talmud!
And like the acts of the priests around you;
But am attempt to destroy a culture is all that you want,
And like your dirty acts which are now recorded on the next page.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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These are icons to be treasured.
quote by Robert Stack
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Speaking Now Out Loud But Then Unspoken
Too many living in unrested desperation.
And giving up their hopes and treasured beliefs.
Too many living in arrested situations.
And many who have lived it have grown tired,
And they grieve.
But no one wants to leave their minds open.
And no one wants to keep their own delusions detached.
Many want to share how they are busted and broken.
And some just want treatment like 'elites'.
Speaking now out loud but then unspoken.
Too many living in unrested desperation.
And giving up their hopes and treasured beliefs.
Too many living in arrested situations.
And many who have lived it have grown tired,
And they grieve.
But no one wants to leave their minds open.
And giving up their hopes and treasured beliefs.
But no one wants to leave their minds open.
Many have grown tired and they grieve.
But no one wants to leave their minds open.
And some just wish to live as if stiff upper lip 'elites'.
Speaking now out loud but then unspoken.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Penny Held Tightly Within One's Fist
Harsh assessments.
Coming to bombard.
A treasured way of life.
One valued with standards,
Presented and upheld.
As the only way of life,
Enforced upon others.
Whether this way of life is disliked,
Despised.
Or defended as right and liked!
This blind obsession,
Has proven in time.
Even those who were convinced,
Others envied this life with a jealousy meant.
Has been overdue for a self examination.
It would be difficult today,
To locate anyone who will say.
It thrills them to maintain their pretentions.
Knowing every penny they save.
Is less,
Than the penny they earned yesterday!
However.
That penny held tightly within one's fist,
Is done so with the greatest of devoted loyalty.
Regardless of its worthlessness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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