At forty a man's presbyopic,
not far-sighted or merely myopic.
If to you it seems odd
it was gracious of God
since so many things are microscopic.
quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
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I was near sighted. I was born myopic, and I got glasses, right after that.
quote by Kitty Carlisle
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The Joker is Blind
Blindness is very common
Particularly with views
And those with myopic vision
Well, they are excused.
Obviously they're unaware
Of sane platitudes
Their philosophies they share
With some attitude!
Like a doctor who explains
How to repair a plane
Blind and myopic men
Are intellectually insane.
A myriad views laid out
Analyzed, they're not logical-
It makes one want to shout
'You are nothing but comical! '
On second thought, however
It makes the net really fun
For this blind myopic joker
Brings laughs to everyone.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Gracious Good Shepherd
Gracious good shepherd
Do you really know who I am?
Gracious good shepherd
Will you answer when I call your name?
Gracious good shepherd
You can hear confusion crying out
Gracious good shepherd
What little faith I have I am ashamed
I visualize an angel
All freezing and bitter cold
I cannot believe the love there
What heavenly sacrifice
Gracious good shepherd
If you hear me now, I love you so
Gracious good shepherd
Why for me?
Gracious good shepherd
You say you love the lost born
Gracious good shepherd
I believe that one is me
Some tell me the virgin birth is
A beautiful ancient tale
But you tell me gods constellation
Led all to the living well
Gracious good shepherd
If you hear me now, I love you so
Gracious good shepherd
Why, why for me?
Gracious good shepherd
Do you really know who I am?
Gracious good shepherd
Will you answer when I call your name?
Gracious good shepherd
These are different times, Im sure you see
Gracious good shepherd
We need, you now
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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You Can't Know Love
You can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
When trying to cop it...
With a selfishness wished.
Oh no you can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
If you're erotic...
And neurotic a bit.
People claim to wish a bit of romance.
From those they want to snuggle up close,
And hold.
People claim they aim to have one true love.
But also they are wanting satisfaction,
That's ecstatic.
In an everlasting act!
But no you wont know love,
If you're irratic.
Or you wont know love,
If you're dramatic.
Oh no you wont have love...
If uncommited,
It will always exists.
Oh no you can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
If you're erotic...
And neurotic a bit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Double Down in the Jewel
The kid walked through the doors
thar slid open at his approach
No shopping cart
nothing but a forty-four
magnum in his jeans
He blew away
the myopic clerk
making change
at the ATM
On his way out
he paused for an old lady
pushing her cart
and an undercover cop
blew him away
You can see the bloodstains
on the brick wall outside
and the graffiti mourning him
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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Germs
Sometimes I really want to be alone
But thats one state Im never in
Because I know that Ive got millions upon millions
Of tiny, one-celled organisms living on my skin
(germs) I rub and scrub until my flesh is raw and bleeding
(germs) but they just come right back
(germs) I cant even see em, but I know theyre up to something
Hey, dont touch that - you dont know where its been
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Now if I ever dare to go to sleep
Thats when they start their sneak attack
In the morning I wake up in utter horror
To find my teeth are covered with bacterial plaque
(germs) cant get those parasitic creatures off my face
(germs) and theres more comin every day
(germs) I never said that they could camp out on my body
I wish theyd pack their tiny little bags and move away
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Theyre creepin around my shorts
Theyre under the bathroom sink
Theyre ridin inside my car
Theyre swimmin in my drink
Theyre hidin between my toes
Theyre lurkin in every kiss
I got em way up my nose
In every orafice
Im gonna show them whos boss
Im gonna get even yet
Just gimme some lysol spray
Just hand me a moist towelette
Dont tell me Im paranoid
I know that theyre after me
Look under the microscope
See? ?
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Theyre all over me
I can feel em all over me
Over every part of me
Microscopic bacteria
I know theyre watching me
Theyre always watching me
Theyre coming after me
Microscopic bacteria
Wont somebody help me
Please somebody help me
Youve got to believe me
Theyre out to get me
They wanna control me
They wanna destroy me
Theyre tryin to kill me
It kind of upsets me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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You Are Just Arriving
You are just arriving.
And I have been here!
Don't think that I am going to be a gracious host!
You may at times find me gracious...
But a host I am not.
You are here on your own.
When your eyes opened..
That's when your reality for you began.
Some things you see you may find unbelieveable!
Do not tax your mind.
Believe it!
Do not try to find understanding.
You'll get stuck in that quicksand like the others.
You are just arriving.
And I have been here!
Don't think that I am going to be a gracious host!
You may at times find me gracious...
But a host I am not.
You are here on your own.
When I first discovered reality...
I was taunted and teased.
With disgusting disrespect!
You are just arriving.
You may not notice or suspect,
The depth of their ignorance.
You will.
And that's gauranteed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear is sharp-sighted, and can see things under ground, and much more in the skies.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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A sweetest taste
It may certainly be the sweetest among all the tests
The remaining part may lie with you as rest
I shall be spell bound not to speak it out in open
This has shined as new chapter in relation to reopen
I feel it may prove delicious with divine touch
It may prove more than wine or even much
i may certainly be deep in not to have
How to to feel soberly and nicely behave?
It may be difficult to forgo and miss
It had definitely been long wish
It was not at all a big issue
You have always opted it for me to rescue
I am certainly delighted
My desire is fully ignited
The path is clear and elegantly lighted
I can see you full as you are clearly sighted
It is more of combination or gracious union
I too have no other but limited opinion
I can feel it even without melting
I am loosing the balance and simply tilting
The moon has just sighted
I am nervous but still delighted
Nothing unnatural in it for going complete surrender
For I shall never be termed as offender
It has grown far beyond than any frontier
You have just added and made it lovelier
I shall loose nothing in loosing the control
It may nice to fall and jump the ground overall
You had always been my beautiful queen
I was eager and emotionally very keen
I had all along wished it to happen
The growing desire had made it sharpened
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ride of Pain
The stairs of a pain are long when awoken by strangers,
To outshout is again a pain of suffering, of abhorrence;
Please wake and jog the intramuscular strength
To abhor our pages, be this all not boorish.
Narrating this is not good, a dwindling soul shall worry
Because the pain is bigger than any spurting fountain,
All microscopic complaints must be discarded.
Do drape the past with our solid fret,
Do barricade the simple history of the soul,
Your slight hazard is questioning,
To outshout your complaint is microscopic,
So the weakness has demanded a ride on a horse
Astraddle.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Energetic and Gracious
I am energetic and gracious
I wonder why life isn't fair
I hear the hope of others
I see the valley of faith
I want peace in the world
I am energetic and gracious
I pretend that I am famous actress
I feel like the dead is speaking to me
I touch the desired of others
I worry when the world will end
I cry if my mother dies
I am energetic and gracious
I understand that people are not the same
I say that god is my leader
I dream to be president, doctor, actress, singer and a famous soccer player
I try to be who I am
I hope day we won't kill each other
I am energetic and gracious
In The Way Back Then
Seven years ago,
I went back to Canada
after forty-two years.
I walked down a road
to show my wife where I used to live.
The road was built on rolling hills
and as I came over one,
I knew instantly where I was.
Things had changed
in those forty-two years,
some would say
it was unrecognisable
from what I used to know,
but as soon as I started down the hill
things came back like yesterday.
It was as if I had never been away.
Memories of my childhood
instantly sprang to mind.
I found myself seeing things
not as the now,
but there were changes
from the way back then.
The memory flashes
brought a smile to my face
as I could visualise
all the friends I knew then,
the funny incidents that over my life
in the way back then.
All too soon, time
has a way of taking things back
and my memory reclined them
to the back door of my mind.
30 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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Afterthought
Stinking of hormonal musk,
Completely lost, distressed, distraught,
He's stiffer than an ivory tusk,
Upon this microscopic dot.
And yet he makes the best of things,
Without a plan, without a plot,
Strumming on his fine-tuned strings,
Harping on an afterthought...
poem by Joshua Dinkin
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Men of vision worry a lot.
A hen's sight is short; so are hers worries.
A wolf's sight is long; so are his worries.
Long sighted ones see ahead to worry.
Short sighted men see the life as it comes.
18.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The artist should be a seeing-eye dog for a myopic civilization.
quote by Jacob Getlar Smith
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My son's Teacher
On this beautiful day
For all of a whole eight hours
My little boy I place
Dear Teacher, with trust in these hands of yours.
Teach him dear Teacher
The right way to grow
So when he is older
He will know the way he should go
By example, dear Teacher
In words that you say
By things that you do
Dear Teacher, show him the right way.
Graciousness let him see
And gracious words let him hear
Not the rude, the nasty
Keep belittling away from his ears.
Show him how firmness and love
Can difficult people or times gently handle
That screaming and beating
Become only a bully’s poor saddle.
I tell him dear Teacher
Solutions are thought
But the cane at school dear Teacher
Tells him by violence they are bought.
Dear Teacher of my little boy
Do please take care
To you he is one in a forty
To me he is one in a one, only!
poem by Dennisa Davidson
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In Charge Of My Attitude
There aren’t many things I’m responsible for,
But I’m in charge of my attitude right to the core.
At times bad things happen and good things don’t,
But letting them make me unhappy; well I just won’t!
I look at the things that I do have like health and love
And I’m thankful that my gracious Maker from above
Gave me this chance to live, so how could I be so rude
As to damage this precious gift of life with a bad attitude.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Cities, nightmare
For creatures who walk on feet
Myopic planners.
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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It would have to be connected with performance art somehow, either in the front of the house or the back. I was myopic about this from fourth grade on.
quote by James Marsters
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Departure
It was not like your great and gracious ways!
Do you, that have naught other to lament,
Never, my Love, repent
Of how, that July afternoon,
You went,
With sudden, unintelligible phrase,
And frighten'd eye,
Upon your journey of so many days
Without a single kiss, or a good-bye?
I knew, indeed, that you were parting soon;
And so we sate, within the low sun's rays,
You whispering to me, for your voice was weak,
Your harrowing praise.
Well, it was well
To hear you such things speak,
And I could tell
What made your eyes a growing gloom of love,
As a warm South-wind sombres a March grove.
And it was like your great and gracious ways
To turn your talk on daily things, my Dear,
Lifting the luminous, pathetic lash
To let the laughter flash,
Whilst I drew near,
Because you spoke so low that I could scarcely hear.
But all at once to leave me at the last,
More at the wonder than the loss aghast,
With huddled, unintelligible phrase,
And frighten'd eye,
And go your journey of all days
With not one kiss, or a good-bye,
And the only loveless look the look with which you pass'd:
'Twas all unlike your great and gracious ways.
poem by Coventry Patmore
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