Quotes about expand, page 23
To Move And Choose This Choice
The decision to leave,
That which has entrapped...
Is heartfelt.
A wounding is done because of that.
A painful admission,
To escape from a comfortable position...
That remains the same unchanged,
And does not feed a mind seeking to expand.
Desiring to breathe fresh air not there...
Begins a choking on a hold enforced.
With a command the mind demands,
To move and choose this choice.
One has to abruptly exit.
Without a necessity one believes,
To address with messages.
Or...
Betray the 'self' to suffocate from inactive wishes.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teachers! Teachers!
God saw immaturity in me
he saw me helpless and misguided
He knew I needed a heart of compassion,
Of encouragement, and a helping hand;
Someone who would accept
The challenge regardless of the
Opposition; opposition by none other than me..
Someone who could see potential
And believe in the best in me...
So He sent you
From heavens above..
Like the northern star
That guided me
Towards happiness and ever lasting experience
Experience of respect and smiles.
Each day you stood before me
and gave me your time.
You delivered some thoughtful and unforgettable Thoughts.
You gave me your patience
and helped expand my minds.
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poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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Wheeled Feet
The feet have wheels of young endeavor,
Their signs are numerous and weighty,
For the weeks go by to succumb to pain
As the days roll by, as the days always sigh.
My Wednesdays are Thursdays,
And their feet ache for the rest of the saying.
These toes are bitten by the cold and frost
That starts to rot with age and reasons.
My ice pertains to processions,
The avalanche of the hungry abode;
A real rest achieves much in the worst
Of crimes.
Why do feet munch at the ridges?
Many solutions are pondered over
After the doors are opened to sin.
Why do my feet retain their time to expand?
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poem by Naveed Akram
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A Poem For A. M.
i know of a guy
who hates pictures
he does not own
a camera despite
his money
a fact that he lost most
of them
in anything
except pictures
by social conventions
as he is in this
circle
somehow he cannot escape
pictures taken
but he would see to it
that his body is covered
his face behind
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Parody
For one long term, or e'er her trial came,
Here Brownrigg linger'd. Often have these cells
Echoed her blasphemies, as with shrill voice
She scream'd for fresh Geneva. Not to her
Did the blithe fields of Tothill, or thy street
St. Giles, its fair varieties expand;
Till at the last in slow drawn cart she went
To execution. Dost thou ask her crime?
She whipp'd two female 'prentices to death,
And hid them in the coal-hole. For her mind
Shap'd strictest plans of discipline. Sage schemes!
Such as Lycurgus taught, when at the shrine
Of the Orthyan Goddess he bade flog
The little Spartans; such as erst chastised
Our Milton when at College. For this act
Did Brownrigg swing. Harsh laws; but time shall come,
When France shall reign, and laws be all repeal'd!
poem by George Canning
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What enthralls you.......
What enthralls you to be proud?
Is that shouting more or speaking loud?
Let my words and appreciation speak
No other thoughts simply sneak
What best can make you feel?
Is that you keep moving wheel?
Does your work make chest to expand?
More and more public demand
I feel proud for not being self
Has not come without your help
As a poor, you never distanced,
Kept me near despite instanced
It was your gracious act
Was a reason clear and fact
It was not a simple tact
You always laughed and didn’t react
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tongue-Tied Tim
A loving lad, is tongue-tied Tim.
And if you already know of him,
You'll know he's neither daft or dim,
But strong of heart, and tall and slim,
With a smiling face, that's never grim,
He's certainly not taken with any whim,
But loves all those, who too, love him.
His speech is hard to understand,
But if one can, it's really grand,
To give this lad a helping hand,
When venturing across the land,
Allowed to try out what he's planned,
His vocabulary will for sure expand,
So, on his own feet he'll finally stand.
We're proud of him in every way,
He's stood out robust and brave today,
His life was one of permanent grey,
But he's done well, That I will say,
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poem by Ernestine Northover
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Are They Right?
Their newspaper articles sometimes fill at least a page or two,
It’s like something that started very small and grew and grew,
Their agenda to help drug addicts with illegal drugs is strange,
They want to expand out of Vancouver, at present their home range.
From the number of positive studies they quote, we should be involved,
Because the number of drug-addicts is increasing and could be solved,
Their free injection sites are supervised by their medical friends,
And if we don’t get involved, we could miss out on the social trends.
Their newspaper articles fill pages with their propaganda,
Many strange left-wing activists are locked to their agenda,
Am I missing something here as they say that other studies are wrong?
Should I just shut up and believe the propaganda of this throng?
poem by James Bredin
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The best reason to go to the movies is to be with other people. Eating the popcorn, being with other people you don't know. You see, when people are rubbin' up against other people like that, under the environs of being entertained or communicated with, humanity's better off. People expand themselves, they get out of themselves. Love. Television doesn't do that. Television is an isolating experience, sadly enough. I'm sorry to say it. But as good as it ever gets, it's still isolating. You sit in your home and visit with no one. You drink your beer, eat your popcorn and be alone, that's what you do. With movies, you gotta get out, man. You gotta get out and be with people. And that's the best thing and that's the responsibility. Once people are out and in a movie theater, then you can inform them about themselves.
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Parade Drive
It was when I waited for you - in gale;
among the clouds I returned to share,
the vented blue horizons of solar flare,
cause I had a choice to expand or fail.
And it was a choice we both consented,
one caress - your tips - tender on face,
when fates cared our threads to trace,
for you were my solitude ever extended.
as dusk descended gray upon the moors,
I saw you elevating - upstanding maiden,
a form of sacred above my dark burden,
in river Acheron and my pain that cures.
there were dances with forms diffused,
extended to aboves - expended to skies,
were my spirits - cared death to demise
eligibly alive I was amid blooms bemused.
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poem by Giorgio Veneto
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