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You can't have too much of everything, you must have a balance, that's very important.

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Balance

What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!

I sought to seek...
And now I keep,
Within me deep...
A,
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.

Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.

What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!

Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
And I had to distance from those shores.

Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
And I will keep this with me forevermore.
Balance.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things To Be Balanced

Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.

Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.

Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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If It's Love!

It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!

It's important that unshown love,
Is a thing one wants to do...
Just to prove what is said,
Is absolutely true.

A hug,
And maybe a kiss.
A touch,
That has been missed.
A show of thoughtfulness...
Can go a very long distance.

A call,
Every once in a while...
Will go further than a mile.
If love is there to be shared...
Show someone they are cared for!
And doubts will come no more.

It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!

It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!

It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!

It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!

It shoos a boo-hooin'...
Known.

It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Balance Of Love (Give And Take)

Price of your loves too much to pay
Ill save myself for another day
You want my love but you dont want me
You sell your goods with no guarantee
Youre taxing me at your highest rate
You want my heart served on a plate
The balance of love is in the red
Theres more to me than this double bed
The balance of love is now in the red
Im fed up of empty promises
I wont let the grass grow under my feet
Ive done my best to make our song complete
Your interest rate is much too low
You think that Ive no life of my own
The days have gone for your macho values
I wont be walking in your shadows
Youre taxing me at your highest rate
You want my heart served on a plate
The balance of love is in the red
Theres more to me than this double bed
Plenty of fish are left in the sea
I seem to have picked a shark for me
The balance of love is now in the red
Im fed up with the empty things you said
Its as if youve never heard of give and take
Must stop messing up me life make no mistake
Its as if youve never heard of give and take
Make no mistake
Give and take
Price of your kiss too much to pay
Ill save myself for another day
You want my love but you dont want me
You say its a gift but its just a loan
You thing that Ive no life of my own
The balance of love is in the red
Plenty of fish are left in the sea
I seem to have picked a shark for me
The balance of love is now in the red
Im fed up with the empty things you said
Its as if youve never heard of give and take
Must stop messing up my life make no mistake
Its as if youve never heard of give and take

song performed by Howard Jones
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The Balance Of Love

Price of your love's too much to pay
I'll save myself for another day
You want my love but you don't want me
You sell your goods with no guarantee
You're taxing me at your highest rate
You want my heart served on a plate
The balance of love is in the red
There's more to me than this double bed
The balance of love is now in the red
I'm fed up of empty promises
I won't let the grass grow under my feet
I've done my best to make our song complete
Your interest rate is much too low
You think that i've no life of my own
The days have gone for your macho values
I won't be walking in your shadows
You're taxing me at your highest rate
You want my heart served on a plate
The balance of love is in the red
There's more to me than this double bed
Plenty of fish are left in the sea
I seem to have picked a shark for me
The balance of love is now in the red
I'm fed up with the empty things you said
It's as if you've never heard of give and take
Must stop messing up me life make no mistake
It's as if you've never heard of give and take
Make no mistake
Give and take
Price of your kiss too much to pay
I'll save myself for another day
You want my love but you don't want me
You say it's a gift but it's just a loan
You thing that i've no life of my own
The balance of love is in the red
Plenty of fish are left in the sea
I seem to have picked a shark for me
The balance of love is now in the red
I'm fed up with the empty things you said
It's as if you've never heard of give and take
Must stop messing up my life make no mistake
It's as if you've never heard of give and take

song performed by Howard Jones
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Oh That's Right You're Just Another Girl

i like the echo of the narrow mountain:


Oh! that's right
You're just another girl
That loves to show of And to feel important at the same time

And to feel important at the same time
And to feel important at the same time
at the same time at the same time
at the same time at the same time
same time same time same time same time
And to feel important at the same time
And to feel important at the same time
at the same time at the same time
at the same time at the same time
same time same time same time same time
at the same time at the same time
at the same time at the same time
same time same time same time same time
And to feel important at the same time
And to feel important at the same time
at the same time at the same time
at the same time at the same time
same time same time same time same time
And to feel important at the same time
And to feel important at the same time
at the same time at the same time

Oh! that's right
You're just another girl
You're just another girl
You're just another girl
You're just another girl

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Memories In Photos

Follow your interest
Follow your heart
To great sunsets and nature,
To capture dramatic scenery

Keep your eyes open
Keep your ears listen
Keep your mind clam
Keep your camera handy

Tweak camera setting right
White balance,
Colour balance
Exposure balance.

Stretch your vision
Thru viewfinder and lens
Framing, Ups, Downs,
Horizontal, Vertical.

Focus subjects clearly,
Focus selectively,
Focus intensely,
Focus is for Wimps.

Gaussian blur,
Romantic look,
Dodgy blurry snap,
Inspired abstract arts.

Art of photography
Art of imperfection and perfection
Art of creative mind
Art of good imagination

Rolling hills, rolling mountains
Misty morning dawns, hazy evening dusk
Striking and dreamy sea sky
Stunning sea sky

Painting with light,
Painting with mind
Painting with black and white
Painting with brushing light

Make your shots
A visually balance shots
A visually balance composition
To Sense of depth, scale and perspective.

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poem by Lawrence Hiung
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There Is No Balance On A See-Saw

It's hard to balance on a see-saw.
When one goes up...
Someone's on the ground,
And...
Not sitting stuck.
They know when to rise up.

There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if two got off.
Even if they both got off.

People are always seeking equalness,
When there's no weight.
People are always seeking something...
But they lack the patience.
They don't think when someone is down,
That may keep one off the ground.
With a looking around in the air,
But one on a see-saw...
Will not in the air,
Stay there!

There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.

There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.

There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if they both got off.
Even if they both got off.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meant to Be Overheard

Listen to them...
And you can tell,
What kinds of people they are.
And what they value,
Most!
What they boast about!
And how that is done well.

It's important to them,
Where they live.
And the prices of the homes,
In their neighborhoods.

It's important to them,
Who they know.
And where they socialize,
At the private clubs they go!

It's important to them,
What they drive.
And the number of vehicles they own.
What they purchase and where they shop!
The prices paid.
To which charities they give.
And the amounts they gave!

It's important to them,
How many degrees they have.
Which schools they were on the honor roll.
The training of their pets.
And where their children are currently enrolled.

It's important to them,
Where they take vacations.
And travel first class...
'Of course! Don't you? '
On buses, trains and planes.
And that once a year 30 day cruise.

It's important to them,
Where they wine and dine.
With the utmost of etiquette.

It's important to them,
The churches they attend.
Their religious and political affiliations.
Where near the pulpit on pews they sit.
And how much they donate...
As an 'anonymous' gift!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Late

Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Make up your mind.
Oh, the time has come for making a decision,
And you say youve found the light.
But the talk is cheap when I see the way youre living,
Walking in the night.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for thinking you can walk the middle line...
Better get wise.
You may think that you can live by your feelings,
Different every night.
But an emotional religion will crumble at our feet,
If were made to stand and fight.
Well, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose you side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Make up your mind.
Well, its too late for thinking you can walk the middle line...
Better get wise.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Please make up your mind.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Please make up your mind.

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Caught In The Balance

What happened to me
Oh it seems so long ago
The cuts run deep
But the scars still show
I live in the shadows
Where its been so hard to grow
Im still a servant in a noblemans robes
You know my weakness girl you know my kind
You helped me see when I was blind
Chorus
Its a crime to live my life without you
Serve out my years in darkness
Inside these walls I die without you
And when I close my eyes
Im caught in the balance
Afraid of the hurricane
I hide in my domain
I need release from all this pain
Please dont forsake me
In these ruins of your home
I cant wait forever
Dont leave me alone
I have a secret if you want to learn
I will surrender in return
Chorus
Its a crime to live my life without you
Serve out my years in darkness
Inside these walls I die without you
And when I close my eyes
Im caught in the balance
You know my weakness girl you know my kind
You helped me see when I was blind
Chorus
Its a crime to live my life without you
Serve out my years in darkness
Inside these walls I die without you
And when I close my eyes
Im caught in the balance
Its a crime to live my life without you
Serve out my years in darkness
Inside these walls I die without you
And when I close my eyes
Im caught in the balance

song performed by Toto
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On the incredibly subtle art of walking

You’re walking down Princes Street
or across the market square, or
in front of the museum, or
towards the bus or rail station..

and he’s there, with his poster on a stick
and handmedown clothes; and
despite lowering your eyes, he says to you,
‘Do you have Faith…? ’ but of course he means
that other sort… or higher sort…or whatever…
and smart answers will drip off him
like the rain that’s dripping from his mac…

so, no use pointing out that every step
you quickly take in passing him..
is taken in a total faith, unquestioning…

Walking is very, very tricky…if
you never learned… or have to learn again…
you want to move forward: shift your centre of balance
dangerously forward to be off-balance…
counteract that by extending one leg firmly…
now, with that leg as lever, return your centre of balance
through the centre of the body, to your other leg,
which you then extend, repeating the mirror-image
(without prior thought…) of your previous action;
now add to this exquisite balance,
a swerve to left or right to avoid
the oncoming pedestrian who believes
his ego has the right of unswerved way…

Congratulations! You’ve just managed
two steps, in one of the most intricate manoeuvres
a human being has invented, since… since when?
(Of course, you don’t believe in evolution,
Adam walked upright, right…?)

Yes, you have faith, my son… but
try not to think too much about this
as you walk…yet, perhaps
a little wonder, even gratitude
would do no harm… now,
where’s my walking-stick?

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Scale

Her own personal scale
Balancing out
Her imperfections
And humanity
With everything his world holds.
Not ignoring who she is
Or taking what he wants
Leaving the broken, battered gem
The way it is.
He is a balance
Between too much
And too little.
He is honest when he should be
He is honest all the time
He listens to her
And shares his life so.
He laughs and jokes
Yet is serious and calm
He is all she wants
Needs to be.
He takes the gem
From the poked and prodded life
And cares for it
Admires the beauty.
The gem
A pure crystal
He can see right through
Placed in his life.
The cracked hollow parts
Deep within
Are balanced
With the pieces of him
His honesty
Understanding
Healing the diamond so.
But he is her diamond too
What she sees in him
She sees in her.
Not so much
The balance way
But more of
How they view the world.
How she hopes
She's his balance too.
So they balance away
Him the scale
And she the gem (in his eyes) .

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Unarmed Combat

In due course of course you will all be issued with
Your proper issue; but until tomorrow,
You can hardly be said to need it; and until that time,
We shall have unarmed combat. I shall teach you.
The various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Which you may sometimes meet.

And the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Do not depend on any sort of weapon,
But only on what I might coin a phrase and call
The ever-important question of human balance,
And the ever-important need to be in a strong
Position at the start.

There are many kinds of weakness about the body,
Where you would least expect, like the ball of the foot.
But the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Will always come in useful. And never be frightened
To tackle from behind: it may not be clean to do so,
But this global war.

So give them all you have, and always give them
As good as you get; it will always get you somewhere.
(You may not know it, but you can tie a Jerry
Up without rope; it is one of the things I shall teach.)
Nothing will matter if only you are ready for him.
The readiness is all.

The readiness is all. How can I help but feel
I have been here before? But somehow then,
I was the tied-up one. How to get out
Was always then my problem. And even if I had
A piece of rope I was always the sort of person
Who threw rope aside.

And in my time I had given them all I had,
Which was never as good as I got, and it got me nowhere.
And the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Somehow or other I always seemed to put
In the wrong place. And, as for war, my wars
Were global from the start.

Perhaps I was never in a strong position.
Or the ball of my foot got hurt, or I had some weakness
Where I had least expected. But I think I see your point.
While awaiting a proper issue, we must learn the lesson
Of the ever-important question of human balance.
It is courage that counts.

Things may be the same again; and we must fight

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poem by Henry Reed
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Death Row

Guilty by association
Guilty due to unusual circumstances
Guilty by act of contrition
Keep on taking chances
Some lives are not important
Justice is purchased like hot bagels
If you are poor, you can easily find yourselves under the barrels
Some lives are not important
The bulldozer has plenty of time to differentiate
To choose, to pick and to discriminate
Be at the wrong place at an odd time
Is enough to find a pauper guilty of a first degree crime
It is criminal to be on death row
It is illegal and unconscionable to be so low
When the subject is forced to admit guilt
Where Judge and Prosecutors, members of the cult
Plot to convict an innocent bystander
Some lives are not important
This is sad, the jurors are the clowns of the slaughter house
A human being wearing trousers and a white blouse
Should not be treated like a nymph of the meteor crater.

In reality, under the clouds, there is no justice
Somewhere under the cave, there is a long list
Of countless children of the gods
Which have been executed by all types of cruel methods
Some lives are not important
“Thou shall not kill”, is no longer part
Of the Ten Commandments. The machine has no heart
No soul and no sense of fairness
Some lives are not important
This society of savagery and wilderness
Has to change for the better. The killing has to end
The lynching has to stop. Serious men and women must amend
The Constitution to protect the entire population
No one has the right to kill; the Institution
Ought to do a much better job than in the past
Some lives are not important
The system must be fair, blind and just at last
Blame lions, leopards and tigers, not the sheep
Injustice is too expensive and justice too cheap
It is too easy to accuse, condemn and execute
Bring the Bible, the Koran to teach the Blind and the Mute.

poem by Hebert Logerie
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A Map Of Culture

Culture

Contents

What is Culture?

The Importance of Culture

Culture Varies

Culture is Critical

The Sociobiology Debate

Values, Norms, and Social Control

Signs and Symbols

Language

Terms and Definitions

Approaches to the Study of Culture

Are We Prisoners of Our Culture?

What is Culture?

I prefer the definition used by Ian Robertson: 'all the shared products of society: material and nonmaterial' (Our text defines it in somewhat more ponderous terms- 'The totality of learned, socially transmitted behavior. It includes ideas, values, and customs (as well as the sailboats, comic books, and birth control devices) of groups of people' (p.32) .

Back to Contents

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Feeling Out Of Sorts?

Feeling out of sorts these days?
Want to know what you can do?
Need help? Here are 50 ways,
Maybe you'll benefit from a few

ROTMS

SYMPTOMS OF SPIRITUAL AWAKENING

1. Changing sleep patterns: restlessness, hot feet, waking up two or three times a night. Feeling tired after you wake up and sleepy off and on during the day.
There is something called the Triad Sleep Pattern that occurs for many: you sleep for about 2-3 hours, wake up, go back to sleep for another couple of hours, wake again, and go back to sleep again. For others, the sleep requirements have changed. You can get by on less sleep.
Lately I have been experiencing huge waves of energy running into my body from the crown. It feels good, but it keeps me awake for a long time, then subsides.

Advice: Get used to it. Make peace with it and don't worry about getting enough sleep (which often causes more insomnia) . You will be able to make it through the day if you hold thoughts of getting just what you need. You can also request your Higher Power to give you a break now and then and give you a good, deep night's sleep.

If you can't go back to sleep right away, use the waking moments to meditate, read poetry, write in your journal or look at the moon. Your body will adjust to the new pattern.

2. Activity at the crown of the head: Tingling, itching, prickly, crawling sensations along the scalp and/or down the spine. A sense of energy vibrating on top of the head, as if energy is erupting from the head in a shower. Also the sensation of energy pouring in through the crown, described as 'sprinkles'.

This may also be experienced as pressure on the crown, as if someone is pushing his/her finger into the center of your head. As I mentioned in #1, I have been experiencing huge downloads of energy through the crown.
In the past, I have felt more generalized pressure, as if my head is in a gentle vise. One man related that his hair stood on end and his body was covered with goosebumps.

Advice: This is nothing to be alarmed about. What you are experiencing is an opening of the crown chakra. The sensations mean that you are opening up to receive divine energy.

3. Sudden waves of emotion. Crying at the dropp of a hat. Feeling suddenly angry or sad with little provocation. Or inexplicably depressed. Then very happy. Emotional roller coaster. There is often a pressure or sense of emotions congested in the heart chakra (the middle of the chest) . This is not to be confused with the heart, which is located to the left of the heart chakra.

Advice: Accept your feelings as they come up and let them go. Go directly to your heart chakra and feel the emotion. Expand it outward to your all your fields and breathe deeply from the belly all the way up to your upper chest. Just feel the feeling and let it evaporate on its own. Don't direct the emotions at anyone.

You are cleaning out your past. If you want some help with this, say out loud that you intend to release all these old issues and ask your Higher Power to help you. You can also ask Grace Elohim to help you release with ease and gentleness. Be grateful that your body is releasing the see motions and not holding onto them inside where they can do harm.

One source suggests that depression is linked to letting go of relationships to people, work, etc. that no longer match us and our frequencies. When we feel guilty about letting go of these relationships, depression helps us medicate that pain.

4. Old 'stuff' seems to be coming up, as described above, and the people with whom you need to work it out (or their clones) appear in your life. Completion issues.

Or perhaps you need to work through issues of self-worth, abundance, creativity, addictions, etc. The resources or people you need to help you move through these issues start to appear.

Advice: Same as #3. Additionally, don't get too involved in analyzing these issues. Examining them too much will simply cycle you back through them over and over again at deeper and deeper levels. Get professional help if you need to and walk through it.

Do not try to avoid them or disassociate yourself from them. Embrace whatever comes up and thank it for helping you move ahead. Thank your Higher Power for giving you the opportunity to release these issues. Remember, you don't want these issues to stay stuck in your body.

5. Changes in weight. The weight gain in the US population is phenomenal. Other people may be losing weight.

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Z. Comments

CRYSTAL GLOW

Madhur Veena Comment: Who is she? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ....You write good!

Margaret Alice Comment: Beautiful, it stikes as heartfelt words and touches the heart, beautiful sentiments, sorry, I repeat myself, but I am delighted. Your poem is like the trinkets I collect to adorn my personal space, pure joy to read, wonderful! Only a beautiful mind can harbour such sentiments, you have a beautiful mind. I am glad you have found someone that inspires you to such heights and that you share it with us, you make the world a mroe wonderful place.

Margaret Alice Comment: Within the context set by the previous poem, “Cosmic Probe”, the description of a lover’s adoration for his beloved becomes a universal ode sung to the abstract values of love, joy and hope personified by light, colours, fragrance and beauty, qualities the poet assigns to his beloved, thus elevating her to the status of an uplifting force because she brings all these qualities to his attention. The poet recognises that these personified values brings him fulfilment and chose the image of a love relationship to illustrate how this comes about; thus a love poem becomes the vehicle to convey spiritual epiphany.

FRAGRANT JASMINE

Margaret Alice Comment: Your words seem to be directed to a divine entity, you seem to be addressing your adoration to a divinity, and it is wonderful to read of such sublime sentiments kindled in a human soul. Mankind is always lifted up by their vision and awareness of divinity, thank you for such pure, clear diction and sharing your awareness of the sublime with us, you have uplifted me so much by this vision you have created!

Margaret Alice Comment: The poet’s words seem to be directed to a divine entity, express adoration to a divinity who is the personification of wonderful qualities which awakens a sense of the sublime in the human soul. An uplifting vision and awareness of uplifting qualities of innocence represented by a beautiful person.

I WENT THERE TO BID HER ADIEU

Kente Lucy Comment: wow great writing, what a way to bid farewell

Margaret Alice Comment: Sensory experience is elevated by its symbolical meaning, your description of the scene shows two souls becoming one and your awareness of the importance of tempory experience as a symbol of the eternal duration of love and companionship - were temporary experience only valid for one moment in time, it would be a sad world, but once it is seen as a symbol of eternal things, it becomes enchanting.

I’M INCOMPLETE WITHOUT YOU

Margaret Alice Comment: You elevate the humnan experience of longing for love to a striving for sublimity in uniting with a beloved person, and this poem is stirring, your style of writing is effective, everything flows together perfectly.

Margaret Alice Comment:

'To a resplendent glow of celestial flow
And two split halves unite never to part.'

Reading your fluent poems is a delight, I have to tear myself away and return to the life of a drudge, but what a treasure trove of jewels you made for the weary soul who needs to contemplate higher ideals from time to time!

IN CELESTIAL WINGS

Margaret Alice Comment: When you describe how you are strengthened by your loved one, it is clear that your inner flame is so strong that you need not fear growing old, your spirit seems to become stronger, you manage to convey this impression by your striking poetry. It is a privilege to read your work.

Obed Dela Cruz Comment: wow.... i remembered will shakespeare.... nice poem!

Margaret Alice Comment: The poet has transcended the barriers of time and space by becoming an image of his beloved and being able to find peace in the joy he confers to his beloved.

'You transcend my limits, transcend my soul, I forget my distress in your thoughts And discover my peace in your joy, For, I’m mere image of you, my beloved.'

Margaret Alice Comment: You are my peace and solace, I know, I am, yours too; A mere flash of your thoughts Enlivens my tired soul And fills me with light, peace and solace, A giant in new world, I become, I rise to divine heights in celestial wings. How I desire to reciprocate To fill you with light and inner strength raise you to divine heights; I must cross over nd hold you in arms, light up your soul, Fill you with strength from my inner core, Wipe away your tears burst out in pure joy How I yearn to instill hope and confidence in you we never part And we shall wait, till time comes right. the flame in my soul always seeks you, you transcend my limits, transcend my soul, I forget my distress in your thoughts And discover my peace in your joy, For, I’m mere image of you, my beloved.

RAGING FIRE

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poem by Praveen Kumar
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The Power Of Abdullah King

In Ma'an, a bleak desert town which is situated
In the southern part of the beautiful Jordan,
The plague of poverty and the high unemployment
Is remotely felt from the wonderful capital, Amman.

Ma'an has discontent swirls in some living room conversations
Which are especially expressed on its main street,
Because its people have sparked some protests and demands
For new reforms to determine the political power to defeat.

The protestants want to limit the power of Abdullah King
Who wields in this country the supreme authority.
The oppositionists of demonstration want to have everything
So they gathered for this monarch some pledges of their loyalty.

This monarch has counted on the support of the Bedouins
Who had formed in the past his regime backbone.
But the protester's rancor is rife being fueled over mountains
By the unrest across the Arabs and this is very well known.

In Ma'an, the anti-government riots have been erupted
Since a while, now their style to talk is very different.
'Cause the government and the royal court are corrupted
And the authorities are still extremely indifferent.

A sheikh said that the king holds all the authority
In his own hand even this authority must be limited.
He has broad executive powers and political immunity
Because the denunciation of the monarch is banned.

Jordan people wanted a new constitutional monarchy
Which could be extremely similar to the British one,
But this would affect the political balance leading to anarchy
Marouf al-Bakhit talked about this balance, and it wasn't fun

At all because the constitutional amendments granting
The monarch's additional powers still need to exist.
And the idea which has been promoted very vehemently
By the opposition leaders had finally to be dismissed.

There were some impressionable changes that would produce
A cabinet drawn from their political parliamentary majority
But a bunch of thieves who was looking out for own business
Interests had surrounded the life of Abdullah's royal family.

So, no change can produce a cabinet drawn from the king's
Appointment of the prime minister, an important person said,
While a bunch of thieves doesn't care about the interests of
The most poor citizen, who really need to eat their bread.

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poem by Marieta Maglas
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The Politics Of Revelation Spinning Truth

down under in the lands of the kiwi and the kangaroo
wise men and women well do know an unwritten rule;
not to speak about 'religion or politics' in their pubs
where alcohol and tempers do met opinion rue speaks;
as alcohol freely flows intolerant fists can soon snow

truth can freely flow in literature in any characters wise
or characters unsavoury who may speak at wrong times;
policy of William Shakespeare is sometimes best used
prime characters timely tell truth exempt of retributions;
is the fool, a touchstone for truth, but even the fool must

think wisely use clever disguises in wise speech discretion
an insane King Lear is most useful in proving how foolish;
use of power in state political decisions threatens nations
unpopular truths have repercussions many including class;
types of beheadings in diverse forms suiting social justice

people in mass are ignorant if we live in clone societies
media is controlled half truths lies are policy in politics;
in big business truth wears political spin public masks
truth can be found more easily in biting political satire;
comic books cartoons code truth with exquisite flavours

truth is often hidden manipulated in silky webs of words
con artists may suffer consequences the long arm of law;
or purchase immunity get out of jail exemption from law
crimes of rich include vast fraud premeditated schemes;
white collar crime rare serves time like petty cash crimes

quality publications tell more truth than sensation tabloids
legalize law field jargon players spot kick truth for profit;
constitutions laws crafted for protection benefit of society
are swift circumvented by corporations tipping politicians;
good will is party contribution purchased back both parties

intelligence behind truth attempts to avoid conflict balance
society cultural interactions maintain restore world order;
problem is conflict reaps easy unjust rewards cheap spoils
major powers have region spheres of influence third world;
to reap politically redefined as developing world resources

bad grammar is believing rights of pawn countries count
balance of power was established to protect empire aims;
stirring up divide conquer conflicts carving up new spoils
is appealing feast option popular in reshaping world maps;
war is diplomacy by other means deception reaps rewards

research history working out pivotal defining moments
remember real truth is buried with shovels bulldozers;

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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