Quotes about beware, page 10
True Friends? ? ?
the snake slithers around
sneaky not to make a sound
slowly creeps upon his prey
attacks then runs away
beware of him he bites
and does it within his rights
he might be pretty to look at
but truly he's ugly lot
the snake will smother
even kill his own mother
snakes are full of greed
upon your soul he will feed
the snake is a self-adoring creature
humility is not a feature
snakes are everywhere
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Ivan
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I've got a secret buried somewhere deep inside of your haunted home that was once upon a time my own
Violence and danger seek to bury it just like they buried me 35 years before
A warning to you tonight I give to beware those who seem just a bit too curious about you and your new home
No one are what they seem
Beware dark intentions from friendly sources!
2008 Ramona Thompson
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After The Gold Rush
After the gold rush is over
and you’ve collected your precious store
always keep it close for safekeeping
and remember to guard the door.
There is always someone
who wants whatever you have got,
always beware of strangers
no matter how innocent they look
there will always be one among them
who will want whatever you got.
After the gold rush is over
before you settle into peace and harmony
always beware, my friend
as there will always be one
who wants whatever you have got.
poem by David Harris
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Jabber Musicc
Twas The Music Booming,
Loud As Can Be.
The Music Is Dooming,
NO ONE, Loves The Music As Much As Me! !
'Beware The Music Is Loud,
Making Ear Bleed! '
But Still I Am Proud
I Will Share The Music With No Greed!
'Beware Of The People Who Shuned Thy Sound.
I Took My Sword, The Mic It Swings,
In The Mic She Sings.
One Two One Two Through And Through,
We Sing Together So long And Forever.
Twas The Music Booming
Loud As Can Be
The Music Is Dooming
NO ONE, Loves The Music As Much As Me!
poem by Samlayy Broussard
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Beware O' Bonie Ann
Ye gallants bright, I rede you right,
Beware o' bonie Ann!
Her comely face sae fu' o' grace,
Your heart she will trepan.
Her een sae bright like stars by night,
Her skin is like the swan.
Sae jimply lac'd her genty waist
That sweetly ye might span.
Youth, Grace, and Love attendant move,
And Pleasure leads the van:
In a' their charms, and conquering arms,
They wait on bonie Ann.
The captive bands may chain the hands,
But love enslaves the man:
Ye gallants braw, I rede you a',
Beware o' bonie Ann!
poem by Robert Burns
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Dhammananda’s Tiger
Strive to help others, but
train the understanding
to see things as they are
not as they seem to be,
know who and what they
are - their attitude - to
handle them with care
Beware of whom you help,
a man released a tiger from
a net on receiving a promise
of safety, the tiger promptly
attacked him, a wise old fox
heard his plight and made the
tiger re-enter the net
In illustration of the argument,
warning the man to beware of
wickedness making promises
they never intend to keep…
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Temperance
How this mind be done with..
Do means don't, don't means do
Dictature on its own extremes
Alike the ocean-tide high and low
Never moderate in steady show
'So let go'enjoins the 'shastra'
To a festival fete
'So let go' enjoins the 'shastra'
To a fasting abstinance even
'So let go' enjoins the 'shastra'
On a spree to talkative rocking
'So let go' enjoins the 'shastra'
To vow of silence even
Done the mind extremist in balance
Done with extremes attributed Lordly
'So let go' enjoins the 'shastra'
To meditate atlast on 'aham brahmasmi'
What wrong you being temperate this way
Beware, beware..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Beware My Son
Not all know what waiting is all about.
Not all flowers bloom and understand
what buds are.
Not all rivers flow and know where the sea is.
Not every event knows the wisdom of destiny.
Beware my son, there is not much of us left
we who have read the lines of our palms
and understand the movement of the stars
we who respect the change of the seasons
and understand the reasons for changes
and transformations
not all caterpillars know about butterflies
beware my son
beginnings are there because
there is always an end, and always remember
my son,
the glory and the gladness that is promised
beyond us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not All
Not all know what waiting is all about.
Not all flowers bloom and understand
what buds are.
Not all rivers flow and know where the sea is.
Not every event knows the wisdom of destiny.
Beware my son, there is not much of us left
we who have read the lines of our palms
and understand the movement of the stars
we who respect the change of the seasons
and understand the reasons for changes
and transformations
not all caterpillars know about butterflies
beware my son
beginnings are there because
there is always an end, and always remember
my son,
the glory and the gladness that is promised
beyond us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Money
Stolen by poverty
Let stolen by 'antipoverty'
Might of the mint is an effigy
Endorsed in life's kinetic journey
Rags to riches coiled in coinage
Birth to death in currency-appendage
Food, clothe, shelter hike
Varied labour-men when strike
Target is money-market
Goal is money-profit
Craze is gold locket
Racing in final syndromic silt
To be is to be knowledgeable
Enough is enough satiable
Fear is to fear avarice
Beware is beware of vice, malice
And
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