Quotes about transit, page 3
Streak
The strength of your coming,
A few days have passed,
But, what does this mean to you?
Streak, break, creak, wreak, freak!
And of your transit period;
But, this muse of love is towards you! !
So, you must prepare yourself in order to navigate it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Today (part two)
Today is a transit home
Awaiting for tommorow
Today will not stay long
We just saw another sunrise
Today will make us worry
For tommorow's uncertainity
The day after yesterday
The product of yesterday
Today is the only reality
between life and death
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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My esoteric doctrine, is that if you entertain any doubt, it is safest to take the unpopular side in the first instance. Transit from the unpopular, is easy... but from the popular to the unpopular is so steep and rugged that it is impossible to maintain it.
quote by Lord Melbourne
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Glimpse Of Love
Born of faith
What's life in its fulness
Unlike other states
Love is not transit
But infinitely lasts.
It's soul's inward power,
Has a reality but no form,
Holds no memory of a wrong,
Heart alone feels
When desires and wishes
Phase out to become love itself.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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Modern Middle East Slavery
Transit traffic through Egypt
into demand Markets Middle East.
End demand outlaw trade crime
change laws make trafficking illegal.
Women children trafficked protect
prosecute imprison those who beat.
Buyers who sex trade traffic use abuse
modern slavery is poverty global crime.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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27 Queens Road
so this is home.
a dressing table
and a swivel chair,
a lampshade suspended
in mid air,
a second hand bookcase
with a communist flair.
so this is home.
so this is home.
the shag pile carpet,
the convector fan,
the decaying, rusty
transit van,
two saucepans and
a frying pan.
so this is home.
poem by Sherrie Tappenden
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Bottle into Glass
Beneath the bowling-alley
bar marquee
the rain tonight
hammers off
the concrete.
Inside, beer flops
bottle into glass.
Beyond the bar,
bright lights
reveal a Bowler's day:
fluorescent shirts
red, yellow, green,
and everywhere
a roar so loud
one can barely hear
[...] Read more
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Asylum
1.
Lost childhood in transit; a container full of ghosts
and bottles of piss, the cold and the waiting, the torn
pieces of paper with words in Italian, the mantras.
2.
He turned to me with the eyes of a wounded deer.
I cannot go back to the mud and the kerosine nights.
I have a question - What is this Bundesamt?
A motherless child, paradise lost.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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Occupation
Leaving the stains behind
I am moving to a new home
O mother
to wear the sun.
The black moon
had been stalking me for years
O mother
for a pink romance lifting the clouds.
Though, I will not come back
ever, in the valley of skins
O mother
yet I will remember your beloved night.
Nebulous was the transit
to sleep without beds.
O mother
How long these protests will continue?
poem by Satish Verma
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To Submerge Within Completed Bliss (Part V)
One has a right,
To free from grieving.
No conscious mind protects...
An infected hollowness,
Left unprotested!
It is okay to say, 'Be gone! '
Especially when a heart,
Knows this visit does not belong!
It is wrong to welcome it.
Treat it as if it is in transit!
Wave it goodbye.
And don't even try...
To miss it with reasons to cry!
Dry those eyes,
And witness despair disappear.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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