The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.
quote by Benjamin Franklin
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The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.
quote by Michael Caine
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Absent, none without blame; present, none without excuse.
Prove you present
It is not your fault
You are not here.
You are here
And it is your fault.
Think leaving place
And you can not
You can not leave
You are not here.
You are here
Everybody quarantee
No guaranteer present
To prove present.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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O my God excuse me
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Without borrowing and
Without stealing
It is quite impossible
To live with dignity
And what is dignity
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Being human
I be committed to
Public cause
I am not able to do it
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
I am unable to practice
Tolerance and create
Nuisance
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
The mistake I have done
And the punishment
I have got
O God excuse me
Excuse me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
quote by William Shakespeare
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Pembroke: When workmen strive to do better than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness;
And oftentimes excusing of a fault
Doth make the fault the worse by th’ excuse.
line from King John, Act IV, Scene 2 by William Shakespeare (1596)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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A glorious past
Past is always glorious
by that only you have become known or famous
that must remain on or continuous
the reason may be many or various
you can't go by the past
though it might have ended fast
the present may still be eluded
if past is not at all included
you love the present and think of future
the thing which is not there for sure
Think of the past with little from present
you won't feel future too absent
don't read much about anything
you will have to prove for everything
you can't trust the present trend
you may plan accordingly with some mends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What About You?
He does what he does
And in doing so...
He does it well!
She too does what she does.
And it's the way she does it...
As if nothing else matters!
And it shows in what she does!
They do it...
And without announcements,
What they do is pursued.
And what is accomplished...
Others see what can be done.
All are in their element!
Discovering something done
To bring the contentment.
They are not bothered by those like you
who find what is done
To be critically abused!
What about you?
What do you do?
Besides find fault with others,
As you drift from excuse to excuse!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hymn 23 part 1
Absent from the body, and present with the Lord.
2 Cor. 5:8.
Absent from flesh! O blissful thought!
What unknown joys this moment brings!
Freed from the mischiefs sin has brought,
From pains, and fears, and all their springs.
Absent from flesh! illustrious day!
Surprising scene! triumphant stroke
That rends the prison of my clay;
And I can feel my fetters broke.
Absent from flesh! then rise, my soul,
Where feet nor wings could never climb,
Beyond the heav'ns, where planets roll,
Measuring the cares and joys of time.
I go where God and glory shine,
His presence makes eternal day:
My all that's mortal I resign,
For angels wait and point my way.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Beginning of destruction
pride it’s all your fault
Pride it’s all your fault we in this mess
Pride it’s all your fault we are suffering
Pride it’s all your fault people are shedding blood
Pride it’s all your fault families are destroyed
Pride it’s all your fault people are so greedy and selfish
Pride it’s all your fault people have no love
Pride it’s all your fault are so jealous of each other
Pride it’s all your fault people are so lost
Pride it’s all your fault dying from this horrible diseases
Pride it’s all your fault we have so many orphans
Pride it’s all your fault people are betraying each other
Pride it’s all your fault are dying of hunger
Pride it’s all your fault fathers are sleeping with their children
Pride it’s all your fault people are so heartless
Pride it’s all your fault there is no peace, unity and harmony in this world
Pride it’s all your fault we have all this sorrow
Pride it’s all your fault God has rejected us
Pride it’s all your fault people are so evil
And they have decided to be in love with evil rather than good
You have ruined this world
You are to blame for all this misery
If lucifer did not have pride in his heart we wouldn’t be in this mess
Pride it all your fault! ! !
Vangile Mtyali
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Never find fault with the absent.
quote by Alexander Pope
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Imagine Lucifer
Imagine Lucifer
An angel without angelness
An apple
Plucked clear by will of taste, color,
Strength, beauty, roundness, seed
Absent of all God painted, present everything
An apple is.
Imagine Lucifer
An angel without angelness
A poem
That has revised itself out of sound
Imagine, rhyme, concordance
Absent of all God spoke of, present everything
A poem is.
The law I say, the Law
Is?
What is Lucifer
An emperor with no clothes
No skin, no flesh, no heart
An emperor!
poem by Jack Spicer
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Not knowing - no excuse
Not knowing - no excuse
Shutting eyes - no excuse
Keeping mum - no excuse
You are fool you are ignorant
No excuse no excuse
You are here to know
To know everything
Around you is life
Life is veiled by
Divine potency
And you know nothing
Faith and love and tear
Enable you to know everything
Devotion and surrender
Enable you to know everything
This world is to know
The more you know
The more you get success.
Not knowing - no excuse.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Excuse them
Excuse them
They are wicked
They do not know
What they are saying
Excuse them
They do not know
What they are doing
They do not know
Proper use of words
They are wayward Excuse them
Excuse them.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A Visit From Diotima lll
MM Easy for you to say.
(a pounding at the door. Shouting from outside)
L Hey, cut the racket in there, I'm trying to sleep.
Third time this week! Do you know what time it is?
One more peep, I'll rip your eyes out!
MM Sorry, Louise, really. It won't happen again.
L Right! I'm calling the super, tomorrow...I mean, today.
It's time this building got a little pest control!
MM It won't happen again, Louise. Sorry.
(she leaves)
D So that's Louise. She sounds like a mob of one.
MM Yeah. Now are you amused?
D I hope so-I'm a muse, after all.
MM I mean as in satisfied. Louise was pissed and it's your fault.
D Excuse me? I don't know what you mean.
MM You were singing a little loud. Given the hour.
D Oh, don't try to put this on me! Fine, when you need me around.
But when I need you-it's MY FAULT.
MM Ssh, she'll be back.
D Wuss! Ask me if I care.You might cope with your neighbors
if you had any balls!
MM Diotima, I think it's time.
D (standing up on the bed) Are you throwing me out?
I know my rights! (shouts) RAPA! RAPA!
MM Stop! And watch those heels. This is a water bed.
D The last one in the country! Why don't you get a real bed?
MM My back. Doctor's orders. Besides, I like it.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Absent From Routine
Absent but not of mind.
Too protective of precious consciousness,
Peace of mind and happiness.
Absent from nonsense.
Professed and not guessed.
And not seeking any to find.
To torment like the rest.
Absent from routine,
And thoughts of wasting time.
Absent from props used for chaos.
And those creating it to market!
As if this is a goldmine.
And the grease of sleaze,
Is there to slop it not stop it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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