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Ramon Eder

The beauty is only given in usufruct.

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About The Beauty

I tried to write about the beauty
but failed to catch words as could find only few
She was symbol of complete universe
Melody and rhythm interwoven with verse

Anybody would loose concentration
Try to have strong bond with warm relation
She was least concerned and looked at none
I dreamt about her and tried to go close to be someone

She was murmuring with gentle voice
I could hear nothing as there was so much noise
She might be talking with small children
I thought she may address to me even

I felt chill in bottom of my heart
She represented herself as lovely piece of an art
I had no idea from where to start
So decided to leave her at this point and depart

God has given her ample opportunity
She has talent and extra ordinary quality
Even though she is to some extent dependent
She has herself to venture and create an event

She is on the ground but make us airborne
It is nice creation on earth and gives nice turn
Life as such may be felt barren if she proved defiant
We must feel happy to find her as she may prove star and reliant

In all the forms her role has remained dominant
She may not have the solutions in sight very urgently
Yet may stand by us and give inspirational guidance
That can alter the course and prove decisive at once

From object point of view she has been pained very weak
But we have kept females under domination and not allowed to speak
She was seen and meant to be life partner
We were to protect her with safety as Gardner

I left the idea of writing purely as an object
At one point of time I had tried to resist and reject
She is not the object to be defined from one angle
Its real beauty is realized only when resulted into triangle

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We Live Through The Beauty

WE LIVE THROUGH THE BEAUTY

We live through the Beauty
Of small acts of Kindness
Which each day save us
From the Ugliness
Of being only for ourselves.

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We Thrive Thanks To The Beauty

WE THRIVE THANKS TO THE BEAUTY

We thrive thanks to the Beauty
Of Small Acts of Kindness,
Which each day save us
From the Ugliness
Of being only for ourselves.

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The Beauty Of Home

THE BEAUTY OF HOME


Of all the vast universe,
In all its rages and explosions,
Its deep black cold and its white heat lights,
Only our small green green earth-
The Beauty of Home.

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There Are Times/ When All The Beauty Of This World

THERE ARE TIMES/ WHEN ALL THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD

There are times
When all the Beauty of this world
Is not.
When fear and darkness are all
When inside anxiety reigns
And nothing can help
Against the fear.

There are times
When it seems
Nothing good will ever come again

And in these times
Poetry too seems like empty words
Whose very sound means only
Nothing and more nothing.

There are times
When even a poem
Cannot help.

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Ode to the Beauty

Ode to the Beauty

Alone
she stood,
whistling her lungs,
perspiring,
bleeding,
against the hyenas licking tongues,
her only saviour
her shadow
had turned his back,
thousands of arrows
pierced
every inch of her body
and
the hunting
seemed unending....
They grew
more fierce
more poisonous
more deadly,
Her only fault
her beauty...!
and she remembered
her literature class,
' A thing of beauty is joy for ever'.


Mukesh Raval
Palanpur
India[27/01/2010]

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These Are The Poems That Only I Am

THESE ARE THE POEMS THAT ONLY I AM

These are the poems that only I am
They are not the greatest poems
But they are the poems that only I am
I would have them be more than they are
But they are not-
They are what I have
What I can give
Not the best
Not the greatest
Not the ones which will give greatest delight and greatest insight and greatest beauty and greatest- anything
They are what I am -
How modest of me to be so disappointed with what I am
And all I am not.

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The One And Only Immortal

Those who do love Nature are blessed indeed
For all of her friends our Earth Mother does need
The one every life form on Planet Earth does feed
Has been made to suffer due to human greed
The greedy for financial gain her beauty try to destroy
A beauty that is meant for all to enjoy
For their crimes humanity may have to pay
That does seem a sad thing for to have to say
The beauty of Nature is an amazing thing
And her praises one ought to feel happy to sing
The one who will be here long after to nothingness we've gone
The only immortal will be living on
And we who abuse her for our financial greed
Are not very clever and self destructive indeed.

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The Beauty Of Nature's Wonders

The beauty of Nature is all around me
And every day in Nature such wonders to see
Within view of land above the sea the gannets fly
For their small marine prey they plunge down from the sky.

On moonlit nights in late Winter coming up to the Spring
In the Townpark the male magpies warble and sing
With breeding territories to defend in their nesting time of the year
Their beautiful songs are melodious and clear.

The beauty of Nature's wonders by day and by night
A source of amazement and a source of delight
And our sheer awe of Nature as we age only grow
And so little of her ways we do seem to know.

Were I born a poet of Nature I would write
Poems at poetry readings that readers would recite
Of the creatures of night and the creatures of day
Who live as Nature means them to live in their natural way

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That's The Beauty Of It All

Why is it,
Neither of you wear wedding rings...
To express your undying love for one another?
Do you not want this known?
I know you are together.
But so many people do not.

'Not at all. We do not want that known.
We have decided years ago,
To keep our happiness to ourselves.
If people knew what we shared,
By the wearing of wedding rings...
They would be the first ones,
To try to break us up.'

But...
How would people know,
You are in a commited relationship?
And you are as devoted and happy as you say?
That is not fait to those seeking mates.
Or available companions.

'That's the beauty of it all that has been noticed.
If people think we are not commited...
To a relationship,
They spend no time trying to break it up.
People only go after what they suspect they can't have.
And they leave us alone believing we are not wanted,
By anyone.'

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The Beauty Of Her Precious Lips

The beauty of her precious lips
Can take my breath away -
I tingle to my fingertips
And can't think what to say!
I blurt out words that don't make sense
And folly breaks love's spell!
Perhaps one day we can be friends,
But only time will tell...
I pray to God for some advice -
I can't do this alone.
Although I've got to break the ice,
Such skills I've never known.
To say, 'I LOVE YOU! ' right out loud,
That's quite beyond me now!
I've never stood out from the crowd,
So God must help somehow!
The beauty of her precious lips...
Yes, I know what bliss is!
In my romantic daydream trips,
She's the Queen of Kisses!
I know I'm not the kind of guy
To sweep her off her feet,
But love deserves a second try
With someone who's so sweet...
If she's the one I'm meant to wed,
I'd like God on my side
Until our Wedding vows are said,
When I may kiss my bride...

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You Have Let The Beauty Of The Day Go Over

You have let the beauty of the day go over,
You have let the glory of the noon go by.
Clouds from the West have gathered close and cover
All but a remnant now of our proud sky.

Dumbly the rain beats on our darkened faces.
Hushed are the woods. Alas, for us no bird
Shall sing to--day of pleasure in green places,
No touch shall thrill, no soul of leaves be stirred.

Why did we wait? What faith was ours in fortune?
What was our pride that fate should kneel to us?
Oh, we were fools. Love loves not to importune,
And he is silent here in this sad house.

Alas, dear love, the day for us is ended,
The pleasure of green fields, of streams, of skies.
One hour remains, one only of joy blended
With coming night. Ah, seize it ere it flies.

Draw fast the curtains. Close the door on sorrow.
Shut out the dusk. It only makes us grieve.
Here we may live a life,--and then, to--morrow,
If fate still wills it, we may take our leave.

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He Has Only Given

I've only told a few.
Not even you.
What it is that ticks my clock.
And gets me boiling hot...
Until the letting off of steam,
Slowly cools...
That anger that builds up in me.
With the acknowledgement...
My peace of mind is worth the 'keep'.
My peace within I wish not to release.
Or stop!

It keeps me going.
That's all I've got!

I've only told a few.
Not even you.
Who and what...
Stirs that pot,
I keep covered.
Not take off the lid,
To blow my top!

I've earned too much,
Just to sizzle and burn.

And the patience I have had,
To resist from going stark raving mad...
Is a blessing only God knows,
That I have what He has only given.

My lips have almost been bitten off.
But I've learned to chew and swallow my resentment.
And witness the doers,
Receive their due from their misdeeds done.

With a repeating that chills my heat...
As that boiling within me starts.
'I have what He has only given.
He has only given.
He has only given...
What I have.
And I am grateful to receive.'

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The Beauty of the Woman

The Beauty of the Woman


For Thea and Alexi Katherine ~ 16 April 2011


The beauty of the woman is behind her touch
In the space between her fingers and the son’s
As he takes his first steppes
Between her hand and the daughter’s
As the father leads her down the isle

The beauty of the woman is behind her eyes.
In the circumference of each teardrop
Which shrunk: keeping pace with the contractions.
And disappeared when the daughter
Kicking and screaming was laid on her chest
Which became a stream of awe—wondrous

Even as the daughter found comfort on her breast
The beauty of the woman is behind her smile
Which she held through sleepless nights
Teething, feeding, monsters, and proms
Through the holding and the swaddling
Even the letting go…

The beauty of the woman is in the strength
To hold, to watch, in love-eternally
To spend eternity letting go
Of the hand that grasped her pinky
And each little piggy-toe
The hand she felt inside her
Which made her beauty glow

The beauty of the woman is
Something I’ve only seen
Something I know incompletely
But touch with my own hands
but the beauty fall between my fingers
and the beauty behind her hands.

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Patrick White

The World Is Only As Big

The world is only as big
as the size of the life going on in me.
If I wanted to take the full measure of the sky
what could that be
compared to the lightyears it takes
to get from one side of my mind to the other?
And look how huge the darkness is
that can be cast by one star
like the negative of its shining.
And what road has anyone walked
that was ever longer than their shadow?
Eternity's just another way of saying
you've run out of space for time.
I don't think I'm going to live forever
but my life will go on without me
just as it always has.
I'll get up in the morning
like the ghost of someone I can't remember
and I'll have a coffee and a cigarette
as I wait for the obscurity to clear
like steam on a bathroom mirror
to see if I can recognize
anything about me
that was true yesterday.
Will I feel as I do now like a leftover
from the night before
pushed to the side of the plate
as everything in the room
reviles me slightly
and gets back to the silence
they were engaged in
before I interrupted them so impolitely
I smeared their meditation
with my intrusive incoherence?
They all seem to be waiting
for someone to make an appearance
but it definitely isn't me.
It's beautiful outside
but when I look
I'm always looking at the beauty
of someone else's bride
and I turn away like night from the orchard
as if I were always the best man
at the wedding of Adam and Eve.
Eden.
In clay-bound Sumer
from the word Edin
meaning the southern marshes
of the Tigris and Euphrates rivers
whose mouths were always full of food
and the living was easy and good.
Same garden.
Same tree.
Same apple.
Same suggestive serpent.
But I've always understood
from the first bite
of self-knowledge
the baffled man in me
eats the apple to know things
about the lucid woman in me
who eats it to grow wings on a snake
to raise that up high
which has been cast down low.
Now all gods and dragons are estranged oxymorons
and Nicholas of Cusa's Coincidence of the Contradictories
is the yin and yang
the lingham and yoni
of a grand biodynamic plan
to sow clarity in the heart of confusion
to see what kind of chaos we can make of it
that might randomly advance
the creative mischance of evolution
happening everywhere the same
to everyone all at once.
Though to think it has balance and purpose
is to build two retaining walls
in the corner of the one dunce.
It's the kind of war
where you go to peace against the other
and there's a commotion
in the heart of the stillness
that is distinctly human.
Something stirring
about the enduring effect
of love and compassion
when it happens without a cause
and the mirrors don't look through the laws
of iron bars
like skies in captivity
deprived of stars in their solitude
or words to lighten the mood.
Of course it's absurd.
Life's only playing at being serious
and a childlike madness
a crazy wisdom
that isn't imperiously innocent
of its own experience
is the only way to express
the lucid triviality of what's sublime
about its creativity
like stars in the daytime
lost in the lightless depths
of an expansive mind
that's come to the limit of things
like a Martian rover
by realizing
there's no edge to go over.

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The Beauty Of It All

THE BEAUTY OF IT ALL

The Beauty of it all-
The Beauty of it all-
And one day I must leave it.

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The Beauty Of The Sunset

yuyake no utsukushisa wa oi o nageku demo naku

the beauty of the sunset
shows no grief
for old age

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Oh The Beauty Of This Day

OH THE BEAUTY OF THIS DAY

Oh the beauty of this day
The beauty of this light
The beauty of this world
The beauty of this life.

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The Beauty Of This World- Its Music Plays In Us

THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD/ ITS MUSIC PLAYS IN US

The Beauty of this world
Its Music plays in us-

We live
And want to Live-

More and More-

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The beauty of life

The beauty of life
Is in the eye
Of the beholder

The beauty of life
Is free
And all around

It is up to us to see
And read
The beauty of life

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