Quotes about lessen, page 10
A real joke
Oldie we were really fooled
That sent chill and make us cool
We can do nothing but laugh
It is story of fools only half
Who prefers and loves to laugh?
Who wants to be alone and rough?
Take it as gift from almighty
Laugh it out as sign of nicety
Lessen out the burden
Which has come all of sudden?
Don't loose composure even
You will be really be happy then
Not to laugh it out is cruel joke
The sadness may remain as yoke
To keep confined if some one pokes
Then it may be really big stroke
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Do You Still Cry? .....
you cried on your first pain and tell
everyone about it, sharing the pain, thinking
that with others knowing it and saying 'our sympathies'
can lessen the weight of the
burden and ease the pain,
i tell you, it is a matter of getting to know pain
familiarizing the drama of the heart,
scrutinizing every neuron of the emotion
getting to know life, and eventually preparing
for every inch and step towards death
for that is our destination, annihilation, but
something higher than that can comfort you,
birds fly higher so they can see from certain height
the smallness of lamentations,
we travel fast, and not arriving somewhere but
we gain something as we tread upon the pebbles that
make the mountains stumble
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just Walk
just walk the lonely road
nothing happens anyway
except
the moving distance
the mirage
what life seems to be
is a running river
at the middle of this desert
we all dream of water
there is none but we dream anyway
somehow
there will be water inside those deepest
recesses of our mind
somewhere there will be an oasis
some palm trees
sweet dates and strong wine
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Watching Something Else...
i spin some letters, mostly consonants
for fear that so many vowels can be too noisy
sometimes we dwell more on the algebraic
x and y
z comes in to add more anonymity to the equations
that we grapple with everyday
looking for answers
with already prepared quadratic equations
to simplify life we offer simple equations
we reject too many complications and lessen the variables
eating breakfast, drinking the water
mastering the daily sequences and shying away from new innovations
there is no need for more vacations
they are all the same roads and seashores same malls and
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Is A Tough Game
As I scribble
On a small piece of my life's paper
I need courage and strength
To face the challenges
That test my spirit and mind
For my soul is burdened
And I feel drained out
And see myself wandering in wilderness
Passing through storms and fear
For life is a tough game
And I need to strengthen my faith
And have courage to open my mind's eye
To see divine plan unfolding in my life's path
With confidence and grace.........
I need peace and solace
To restore my balance
To lessen my heartache
And soul's burden
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poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Who Cries For The Little Girl? (A Ballad For The Abused)
Who cries for the little girl, lost and all alone?
Who for the little girl, now fully-grown?
Who mourns for the little girl, not allowed to be one?
Who grieves for the little girl, whose pain is never done?
Who comforts the little girl, left to comfort her Sister?
Who consoles the other two, who have really missed her?
Who speaks for the little girl, left without a voice?
Who chooses for the little girl, never given a choice?
For these little girls, there is naught I would not do
To lessen the torment that they have so bravely fought through.
It is I, who cries when empathetic tears need be shed;
It is I, who apologizes for a 'wrong', long-since dead;
It is I, who would have ended the pain-had I only known-
So the little girls left as such, were never lost and all alone!
*Inspired by the poem: Who Cries For The Little Boy? , from the movie: Antwone Fisher
-Maurice Harris,19 February 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Sweetie, Moon and The Sun Moving Strangely!
Sweetie, Moon and the Sun moving strangely!
Since I travelled far away working for a living
Busy when the hot Sun rushed through the day
I failed to pick flowers for sweet Sweetie
Sun gave the night to the cool moon
But the moon is too slow in the sky
Slow when thoughts go to my sweet Sweetie.
Tonight I want to sleep so that I don't notice the darkness
Dark outside and dark inside my heart
Because sweet Sweetie's presence would have brightened it
But I see emptiness of sleep in darkness
Not filled by my books and work
Sleep is fleeting like snowflakes, untouchable
As my heart desires my sweet Sweetie
How lovely is sweet Sweetie when asleep?
I pray that the moon will push the night
That the sun runs slowly during the day when I am busy
That the moon moves faster at night to lessen desire
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poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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One Thing We Should know About Terrorism
There's one thing we should know about terrorism it will not be beaten by force
But we can lessen the threat of it by treating it at it's source
Like in our attitude to those different to us since the sort of a Human World we live in we help to create
Since racism and cultural divisions only does give rise to hate
For to rid the World of terrorism there is not any plan
For if people wish to harm you they most certainly can
Why do some people hate us so much that they want to do us ill
That they even sacrifice their own lives in order us to kill?
This is the question we must ask ourselves and the answer well may be
That those we choose to Govern us create for us an enemy
And in order for to cling to power fear and paranoia of those different they do spread
And their awful war on terror have left a million people dead
But by treating the source of terrorism we may well be on our way
To a more peaceful World to live in on a not too distant day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Transfixed.
I lay in a coffin
Rest my eyes, as I close the lid
Now finally of
-This sorrow, I now rid.
As my body grows limp
And, my breaths start to lessen
A gun slides in my mouth
As I pull the trigger of this wesson
Spewing through the air;
Blood surely splatters
The sound is so raw-
It's mixed with organic matter
The brain; it flatlines.
As does the heart
Farewell to the soul;
Was there even one from the start?
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poem by Nicole Settimi
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The Prohibition
TAKE heed of loving me;
At least remember, I forbade it thee;
Not that I shall repair my unthrifty waste
Of breath and blood, upon thy sighs and tears,
By being to thee then what to me thou wast;
But so great joy our life at once outwears.
Then, lest thy love by my death frustrate be,
If thou love me, take heed of loving me.
Take heed of hating me,
Or too much triumph in the victory;
Not that I shall be mine own officer,
And hate with hate again retaliate;
But thou wilt lose the style of conqueror,
If I, thy conquest, perish by thy hate.
Then, lest my being nothing lessen thee,
If thou hate me, take heed of hating me.
Yet love and hate me too;
So these extremes shall ne'er their office do;
Love me, that I may die the gentler way;
Hate me, because thy love's too great for me;
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poem by John Donne
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