Such is the common process of marriage. A youth and maiden exchange meeting by chance, or brought together by artifice, exchange glances, reciprocate civilities, go home, and dream of one another. Having little to divert attention, or diversify thought, they find themselves uneasy when they are apart, and therefore conclude that they shall be happy together. They marry, and discover what nothing but voluntary blindness had before concealed; they wear out life in altercations, and charge nature with cruelty.
Samuel Johnson in Rasselas
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Such is the common process of marriage. A youth and maiden exchange meeting by chance, or brought together by artifice, exchange glances, reciprocate civilities, go home, and dream of one another. Having little to divert attention, or diversify thought, they find themselves uneasy when they are apart, and therefore conclude that they shall be happy together. They marry, and discover what nothing but voluntary blindness had before concealed they wear out life in altercations, and charge nature with cruelty.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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Age Of Innocence
I can't be compromising in my thoughts no more
I can't prevent the times my anger fills my heart
I can't be sympathizing with a new lost cause
I feel I've lost my patience with the world and all
And all the politicians and their hollow promises
And all the lies, deceit and shame that goes with it
The working man pays everything for their mistakes
And with his life too if there was to be a war
So we only get one chance can we take it
And we only got one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading.......like an old dream
A life of petty crime gets punished with a holiday
The victims' mind are scarred for life most everyday
Assailants know just how much further they can go
They know the laws are soft conviction chances low
So we only get one chance can we take it
And we only got one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading.......like an old dream
You can't protect yourselves even in your own home
For fear of vigilante cries the victims wipe their eyes
So now the criminal they laugh right in our face
Judical system lets them do it, a disgrace
Despondent public worries where it will all end
We can't protect ourselves our kids from the crime trend
We cannot even warn each other of evil in our midst
They have more rights than us, you cannot call that just
So we only get one chance can we take it
And we only got one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading.......like an old dream
The age of innocence is fading like an old dream
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Love others and take them along in your great ship – Friendship
It was a blossom in my life otherwise a desert
To have a friend and to open up my heart
To exchange what I feel and to assert
In me a confidence that there is someone to support
My friendship is not only to exchange joy
Also it share moments that have potential to destroy
My mansion of pleasures and smooth convoy
That I came over them, efforts I did not deploy
My friendship is a flower of all season
It shows up colours, emits fragrance for no reason
It is all understanding and sharing in person
An effortless display of love beyond horizon
My friendship requires no exchange
Of greetings, cards or flowers in orange
It tells me what my friend feels even in strange
No words spoken and everything is known in all its range
My friendship is god given honour
It is a strength on which I can corner
All successes and go beyond the banner
At the same time I remain ever a happy runner
My friendship is to me so special
That I protect it, as I do my essential
It is a bond made of thought potential
Will stay lifetime with great credential
Come on, we need to understand friendship
It is a relation generated mainly on courtship
It is a thought-driven process built on partnership
So, love others and take them along in your great ship
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Degree Finished Sort Out Time
remember
you are young
you have time
degree finished
you had to focus
to complete a degree
time cast managed
mastered sacrificed
you are young
you can nimble easily
exchange change
interactive life parts
career now later
before court marriage
marriage suit or not
wed journey options
are youth time yours
like a degree
take a little care time
to sort out
a little time
can be echo years
a little time
seed harvest grows
life decisions
interchanges
are star maps
dream flights
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Marriage and Love
Marriage gives life to love and love gives life to marriage.
In marriage, love means:
To know in your heart you were meant only for each-other.
To know that Heaven grew you apart and brought you together after the time you were meant to be molded to fit each-other.
To discover what it is to be best friends forever.
To discover what it is to love someone more than yourself.
To discover you are actually only a half and how much you need the other to be complete.
To discover the bonds that form when times get tough.
To discover how much more joy is multiplied when there is someone you love to share it with.
Each day is a day of discovery, a day to build your love, a day to make your bond stronger.
Marriage is:
To together choose one way, not one's own way.
To respect and honor with love the other over oneself or anyone else.
To compromise with each-other but never compromising each-other.
To know you are loved, wanted and needed whether you are fat or thin, well or ill, chirpy or grumpy.
To live life's summer, winter, autumn and spring always being there for one another.
To blend as one that over the years you feel as one and speak as one.
To be savored like wine, enriched by the passing of time.
To honor Marriage is to honor its Maker. To commit in marriage is to commit to its Maker.
poem by Dennisa Davidson
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Boy Strange
See boy strange on the horizon of love
Hes calling to you
What do you say
See boy strange as an example of youth
So close to the truth but still far away
And hes such a strange boy
Dyou think hell make a good exchange for
The one before a closed door
That you left behind
When you realise that this boy is strange
Its too late to change your point of view
Hes often there when the sun meets the sky
With a perfect alibi unlike you
And hes such a strange boy
Dyou think hell make a good exchange for
The one before a closed door
That you left behind
To talk of common sense is
A complete waste of time
His looks are a crime
Bound to commit
In the eyes of the world hes a borderline fool
Both naive and cruel
Why would you inflict him on you
And hes such a strange boy
Dyou think hell make a good exchange for
The one before a closed door
That you left behind
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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The Process of Attraction
Women, their coy's, walking
With men or alone,
Wilderness, desires,
In their eyes;
Gestures, approach, looks,
Expecting the act of exchange,
Never generalise, looks away
In the due process of exchange, not ready to
Receive it from the recipient, with inviting eyes,
Her super ego tells her to look away,
Desires of commanding position, dictatorship,
Sit on them, ride them, just like a horse,
Some are submissive, entirely, desires of owning
The horse, knowing the horse cannot be taken for a ride,
Or perceiving the horse as an object
Of luxury, power, different, scare, well bred,
A rare vision, as it is one,
Some are hurt, bleeding roses,
Expecting the hands
To touch, kiss them care for them,
Grow them well, sprinkle
Waters of good scent on them, remove their thorns,
Lift them with the vase, they don't
Search recipient neither wait for the process of exchange, but very
Distinct in picking traits of pure love and
Reciprocating them;
poem by Muthu Krishnan
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Surf For Other Fish
You will always question my faithfulness.
I downloaded pictures...
And shared my email address.
Meeting under these conditions,
I thought would produce less stress.
But I've been accused...
Without seeing none of you!
As your point of view in my mind,
Is impressed!
You will always question my faithfulness...
And my willingness to exchange honesty!
Perhaps what I've sent,
Is too real for your acceptance.
And rejection may be the best,
Of your 'mysterious' appeal!
Keep me filed as you surf for other fish.
I want to meet and greet someone...
Not evasive,
But ready to feel desires concealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The longer we listen to one another - with real attention - the more commonality we will find in all our lives. That is, if we are careful to exchange with one another life stories and not simply opinions.
quote by Barbara Deming
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Something About Their Jokes Told
Why is it,
That those who once provoked...
Laughter and jokes,
On other folks...
Have become the ones,
Who today appear to fear?
Could it be,
Something they have done to someone...
Has managed to attract serious attention.
And faces of those once cracking with laughs,
Find something about their jokes told...
No longer thought to be as funny.
And today,
Those who they pass to exchange...
With others who gathered to laugh,
Seem to smile as if gasping onto bags...
Of contained laughter.
And appear happy for no apparent reason.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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the frog and I
exchange glances
both motionless
Bewildered By The Process of Progress
I will perceive a dangling done,
As a preview of a coming lesson.
And comprehension for this session,
Is a prerequisite.
Pretentions and anything less than common sense...
Will not reveal the purpose,
As to why something appearing out of reach...
Attracts most and gets immediate attention.
I will perceive a dangling done,
As a preview of a coming lesson.
And I will learn what that lesson is,
Without concern of the consequences.
Something will be exchange to my benefit.
Whether I limp in pain or walk away entertained...
I am going to gain an experience.
And a life lived can not be done without them!
You know...
Those experiences,
We more often get as we grow...
To eventually sit us down acknowledging,
Just how blessed we are!
And in appreciation of what has been accomplished,
As some reminisce bewildered by the process of progress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Discussion is an exchange of knowledge; an argument an exchange of ignorance.
quote by Robert Quillen
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Discussion is an exchange of knowledge; argument an exchange of ignorance.
quote by Robert Quillen
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Facebooking
had the chance of meeting Kaye
still at the agriculture department
no promotion yet happy
nothing new really except
this meeting
me too, nothing new, except
this conversation
of who what where when
then we stop
as it is time to go
the office closes at five pm
and we have to find
our way home
it will be dark
and there will be dinner with the family
then we watch tv
after being tired we turn it off
sleep
then dream and then we wake up
early the next morning
back to work
such routine such boredom
yet we still like to live more days
this is life perhaps
nothing new except
the meetings of old friends
then back to work again
i know you are bored reading this
precisely, precisely, now you must feel the same too
at least
in this boring poem
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love....
they tell me
love does not disappear
but i do not believe them anymore
because one day
love disappears but i agree with them
those who say that
with firmness
we do not tell its disappearance
we want to keep the home in exchange for
the lie that now you know they have always
maintained
in exchange for love that
goes away
we keep the structure and we tell those
that ask us
like the way you ask once
love is in the air
love is not jealous
love is patient
and the last statement that love is blind
now assumes a new sight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Support Of Nature....
a monkey's wish
has always been
a forest, and given the
choices
it shall choose a banana
from a
basket of dollar bills
a monkey's dream is
a simple vine where it can
place its hands and
swing from one tree
to another
you claim to be a man,
and man
why have you become so
foolish?
you exchange a forest
for money
an expensive lifestyle
you have embraced
in exchange for the trees
and the rivers
and the mountains
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In fact, it struck me when we invaded last year that if we did it without European and East Asian support, we were risking losing our alliance in Europe in exchange for Iraq, and that is a very undesirable exchange.
quote by William Odom
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One Mindset In a Process
You did not discover me.
You chanced upon one of my activities.
One mindset.
One thought process I possess.
I wish to explore and participate,
In this creation.
One mindset.
One thought process I possess.
No deed I do done is for selfishness.
I have no wishes like this to persist.
I've been given gifts I am comfortable with.
You did not discover me.
You chanced upon one of my activities.
And hopefully pieces you bring connect.
For a one mindset...
In a process of thought together,
God possesses.
And 'this' is what has been discovered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dollar Debate
It is a common saying,
That happiness is one thing
Which money cannot buy.
Although this be widespread knowlege,
This philosophy,
I must deny.
Why?
Because money does
Buy happiness,
For a fleeting while.
What is achieved is
A momentary excitement
And gleefulness -
Perhaps even a fading smile.
However, my freind -
This does not last.
Your happy pleasure
Rushes to an end -
And Alas!
Soon it be
In your past.
If, my friend,
Happiness is what you seek,
You shall have to keep
Running-
Chasing-
Grasping it
Again,
And Again!
You see,
Money can buy possessions,
And even the happiness
Of momentary pleasures.
However,
One thing still remains
Which money
Cannot -
Will not -
And shall NEVER buy -
Is something which
Only God can give:
The gift of eternal joy.
And so,
Dear freind -
You must decide!
What will it be?
Is it a glimps
Of happiness
Which you seek,
Or is it God's
Everlasting gift of joy?
To help you answer,
I will tell,
Which of these choices
I favor above all else -
I choose to continually go to God
To exchange,
My sorrows -
My sickness -
My worrries -
My cares -
My strife;
And exchange them
For God's permanent joy,
And His guiding hand
To hold my life.
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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