Quotes about unasked, page 2
The cheapest is advice
Donor is happier than the receiver;
Cheaper than water anywhere
Is advice, free of cost, unasked.
In its balance sheet, there is no loss.
Always is gain, the ego of donor.
04.12.2001, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To deal with anger
Anger is born unsaid;
Anger is come unasked.
To abort it is bad
And to bottle it too.
You must spit it out
Where it leaves no scar
Or where it is sunk.
Yelling couples are dear.
19.09.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Awaking in New York
Curtains forcing their will
against the wind,
children sleep,
exchanging dreams with
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a
rumor of war,
lie stretching into dawn,
unasked and unheeded.
poem by Maya Angelou
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The Gullible Mass
Being a sage is good profession;
It demands no qualification
Save some pretence and the leadership.
Then you are a messiah to the mass.
Respects and comforts will come at no cost.
People will pour you money, unasked.
Unanswerable to any, you can rule.
Only after dead could you be deducted.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Dialogue
love restrained
soon finds itself
answering
unasked questions,
reversals you
say
answers first
before the
questions
mysterious ways
unfathomable
depths
short feet and
clipped wings
claws surrendered
beaks tied
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Can One Write A Poem For Someone No Longer Here
CAN ONE WRITE A POEM FOR SOMEONE NO LONGER HERE?
Can one write a poem for someone no longer here?
Can it mean anything?
Can it help in anyway?
The quiet modest woman
Who suddenly died last week
Will never take into her hands another seed or branch
Will never tenderly find a place to plant yet again
Another new tree for our communal garden.
All who knew her
Will miss her for as long
As we can feel
How she unasked
Brought so much Beauty
Into our world.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sonnet 13
no abstruse thought can claim my heart.
soon mind changes to simpler view.
complexities vanish and depart.
simple mind returns in thought to you.
then my mind gains true wings
and journeys far afield fed on love.
exchanging grace for grace, love brings
a sense of peace, disquiet to remove
and motion cease in restless brain.
quickened action takes hold within.
serene calm towards which i strain
comes unasked for once again!
so abstruse 'tis simple, love's effect
passes understanding of brain's aspect.
poem by Doug Bentley
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When the flame burns low
When the flame burns low
We must be mindful
And trust its strength
The light dims, so we can see around more clearly
The shadowy places
Where our fears and unasked questions hide
The intermediate blur of light with the darkness
Rolls up a fog of uncertainty
Is someone betting I won’t last this fight?
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poem by Anita Atina
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Strong Mercy
My desires are many and my cry is pitiful,
but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals;
and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple,
great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked---this sky and the light, this body and the
life and the mind---saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are times when I languidly linger
and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal;
but cruelly thou hidest thyself from before me.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by
refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Solvitur acris Hiems
Youth, that went, is come again,
Youth, for which we all were fain;
With soft pleasure and sweet pain
In each nerve and every vein,
Circling through the heart and brain,
Whence and wherefore come again?
Eva, tell me!
Dead and buried when we thought him,
Who the magic spell hath taught him?
Who the strong elixir brought him?
Dead and buried as we thought,
Lo! unasked for and unsought
Comes he, shall it be for nought?
Eva, tell me!
Youth that lifeless long had lain,
Youth that long we longed in vain for,
Used to grumble and complain for,
Thought at last to entertain
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poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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