Quotes about revert, page 2
Agony for yesterday
Yesterday was the happiest!
Then you were with me.
Then my life had meaning.
Today is empty.
Today is blank.
Today is hollow.
You aren’t with me.
Yesterday can’t revert.
Tomorrow must come
Like the yesterday,
Fetching you to me.
25.02.2000, Madras
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Insomnia Revisited
A few more winks
Would do me good
A little more shut eye
If I only could
Perhaps a Latte
In the midst of day
Striving to revert my minds'
Sleeplessness
Puff a doobie
If it was legal
Pound a case of lager
Or swallow a Lunesta
Am I to live the rest of my days
Sleepless, still
poem by Matt Mondschein
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The Past is the Present
If external action is effete
and rhyme is outmoded,
I shall revert to you,
Habakkuk, as when in a Bible class
the teacher was speaking of unrhymed verse.
He said - and I think I repeat his exact words -
"Hebrew poetry is prose
with a sort of heightened consciousness." Ecstasy affords
the occasion and expediency determines the form.
poem by Marianne Moore
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The Silence Of My Creativity
For you I write no more song
Nor will I write a verse.
The silence of my creativity
seems to be getting worse.
I say quietly to myself
it will come back once more.
I must be patient with my heart
and revert to how I was before.
And how was that? I can't recall.
Too many days have passed.
Will I write again a poem or song
or will I have written my last?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Why are you dearer?
In vision my daughter resembles you.
Is it why that I take you near?
But a difference, I know you only as an adult.
Is it why that I hold you dear?
You are all, who made me a decade younger.
Is it why that I crave being near and dear?
Whatever it be, Oedipus complex or otherwise,
To remain nearer you is to me dearer.
While you depart
Way back I revert.
How to forget?
17.05.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whatshisname
An actor always plays a part.
He has no personality.
It is the essence of his art
an actor’s capability
To become anyone at all.
Whoever they’re supposed to be
at least until the curtains fall
Revert to being nobody.
Their whole life is a fantasy.
They don’t know who they really are.
They can cope with reality
but only so much: Insofar
as I can see, because they can
act like any other man.
12/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Daydreamer
I'm a daydreamer
I dream away
Another dream
Another day
I can't quite cope with the real world
I would prefer
To take a nap
And slip into
Another world
Another view
I can't quite cope with the real world
I would prefer
What is the use in being
Unhappy with the truth
When you can just go to sleep
And revert back to your youth
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poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Natural Progression for M'lady Catrina
Natural Progression.
A amidst the green a flash of red
and here and there a golden tone
The summertime has swiftly sped.
Now Autumn comes to reign alone.
Her reign is short but beautiful
The trees adopt their party dress
the brilliant colours wonderful.
Well calculated to impress.
Soon wintry gales will strip the trees
denude them of their finery.
Until this happens they will please
students of nature’s artistry.
And then revert to black and white
to some photographers delight.
21/09/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Good Times Will Be Back
We are in the dark but have time for a song
Bad times will go, they won't stay for long
Clouds will disperse, revealing blue again
Soothing gust of wind will heal all our pain.
Know the night of sorrow will surely bow out
A blazing day it will be to blow away all doubt
Birds will be back, will come back sunshine
Happiness will be back, we will again be fine.
Know the gale of misery will not last for long
Bad times will go, will revert to joyful song
The dust will settle, cooler will be the clime
We shall be there to welcome the good time.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The Lost Generation
Sitting on the lap of a moonbeam
transcript of a gender
plays with the gun.
Manhood was at stake
I will meet you in a cauldron.
I was arrested in the house, was
moving from planet to planet. Cavernous words
seek the letters in right order. Puns
revert to mud-slinging. The heart spills
red wine.
No more beats.
What next after albinism? Dark was beautiful.
Waiting for the light, which never came.
A devout survivor brings hope. I will
discover my god in particle.
subatomic, expanding.
I want to walk in mist and snow
over the bridge, on the bald clouds.
poem by Satish Verma
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