Quotes about robust, page 10
Crime must cove crime
A woman of passion married a king,
Who, a widower, fell for her beauty.
Consumed by passion, madness in heart,
She could not but love his son, so robust,
‘And wanted to bend the stiffness of his will.’
She began to tempt him with all her assets
And miserably failed to seduce him.
Bitten by the rage, born out of ignominy
Of being neglected and pride wounded,
She ventured to take revenge on the son.
In front of her husband, she accused him
Of having raped her using his absence.
The king in rage put to death his son.
‘If love will not obey, it must be vanquished, ’
The queen beamed, with guilt underneath gnawing.
02.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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On the Breadline
In the baked dough of flour, water and yeast
they were chatting merrily while baking.
The robust baker listens; ' flour said' I was in a big field
and then after the crop they took me to a mill and they grind.
Water laughed and said' I don't know where I have come from? '.
Yeast said 'I was a fungus dear; not only in the bakery
in the brewery too a good demand for us.
I heard that they make bread, cake and so many varieties out of us.
Our price goes high everyday and a poor cannot afford.'
History says; Marie.Antoinette said to the poor
'if you cannot eat bread then why don't you try cake? '
And the following day they invaded the fortress Bastile.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Realization That I Am Different
everyday in a sense
is not really horrible
no one is.
frightening yet
not that prolonged
every moment is a surprise
like a birthday
expected yet there are
still outbursts of
emotions they call it an outrage
because life can be so much
sometimes raging like a bull
with smoke in its nostrils
friends, excuse my dust
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On the Backs of Those Downtrodden
Fearing a redistribution of wealth,
Should be the least of one's priorities.
What wealth and whose is on the line?
The thieves have depleted,
A once robust economy!
And those who need to serve time...
Are friends of those,
Who committed such crimes.
Those who preach about their selfishness...
Could care less how they stuffed their treasure chests.
And none of them did it honestly.
On the backs of those downtrodden...
They award themselves handsomely.
With desires to continue...
To strip others bare to feed their gluttony.
And campaign against those who struggle.
Those who suffer.
While the leechers gleefully...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Nigerian Politician
Bloated belly, swollen cheeks,
and a sunken stiff neck on robust torso.
Yet well fitted in flowing apparels;
falling and being raised frequently
from side to side.
Obscene opulence is your delight,
your prestige and your pride;
amassed unlawfully by the pen,
ever wet for your deception
and thievery.
The flight of your spoils of office
enlarge the shopping Malls and treasure houses
of the Occident,
leaving your covetous people
deprived of earning power.
To arms they take at boredom's peak,
whilst your virgins and maidens go a-whoring.
Still, you in your sinister acts of re-election,
widen their capacity for Evil, just to have
your sit-tight bid guaranteed you.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (3 June 2009)
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Creative Identity
Universal energy
Contains endless possibilities
Within its magnificent entities
Eyes and ears are open
Having the ability to see and hear
An atmosphere surrounds… possessing treasures
A world of incredible multifaceted mastery
Remarkable pleasure is filled with sanctity
In a world of amazing wonder
Thoughts are constantly emerging
Like shimmering crystals in robust rock
Gathering light from a distant source
Setting free a radiant inner force
Experiencing the event is awesome
Lasting lucid traces are celebrated
Human creativity and imagination express
Adding vibrant tones to the composition
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poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Two Fossil Flow'rs
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
were thee an aunt of grandma Medusa?
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
A strong worker with his hydraulic press,
thy ancient chastity became his musa,
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
Were thee submitted to his solid bless?
before time thou appeared as Arethusa;
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
Neanderthals were apt to just depress;
when thy wish was to abide in Syracusa;
Hast thou been enamored before Zeus?
Thy flock of boars value was to assess;
were thee in love with a robust bab'rusa
Was thy amor' beyond the ocean, thus?
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poem by Giorgio Veneto
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-30
Pavalamalli(Nyctanthes arbotristis) .
Parijatam(Gardenia jasminoides)
Ye darling flowers, I need'd to put in
How much, how much efforts ye know..?
Ye and ye both mythologically akin
Ritually robust, tell me yes or no..?
Yes, Parijatam, ye never been Pavalamalli
Ye Pavalamalli, only you've been Parijatam
Confusedly puzzling out a tiff literally
Between Satyabhama and Rukmini of a conundrum
Not by Pavalamalli but by your name sole
Ye, Parijatam from heaven to earth
Shrubby strengthy fragrant lengthy seasonal
Here but huge aeonian in farther Bharath..
Ye, darling flowers, in my heart heavenly both much
Handful of Parijatams in leathery leafy support
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poem by Indira Renganathan
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Mom said
In a deep voice, I heard her speak
son, respect a woman...a woman
young, old, midwife, single or schoolgirls
for life is in their hands.
She ain't a victim of exploitation
neither ATM slot to discard cards
but a gold-mine of treasures
for legends lies in their wombs
Blessings are in their mouths, my son
so do curses
worse are their laments on you
for angels watches their tears day and night.
so son respect a woman.
They have golden hearts, so precious son,
the origin of their love, Oh! Son, true love
and their joy is a robust bolster
the secret of every successful man.
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poem by Fate Mcfate
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He Embraced Death
He embraced Death,
Death, the thought of which,
Made men shiver and abhor it,
Death, which had the reputation,
Of being the ultimate victor,
Death, which could humble,
Even the mightiest.
He embraced Death,
Death, which laughed,
Even at the most robust of men,
Death, which mocked every birth,
Knowing that it would overcome,
Death, which thought,
That it had no challenger.
He embraced Death,
Death, which was mean,
And humiliating in its quest,
Ravaging some of its prey,
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poem by Caleb Jones
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