Quotes about grasp, page 4
Assist With Your Giving
Whatever that is that is asked,
And is within one's grasp
Assist in the getting.
Assist with your giving.
If you've got the time and patience,
And look for ways not to waste it
With an enjoyment received,
From that which is given
And from no one kept hidden
Enjoy that which is,
Your life to live.
A heart that is full of desire,
Gives.
A heart that is full of desire.
Inspires as it is.
And that is the life we all should live.
Whatever that is that is asked,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be The C.E.O. Of It
Handle your own business.
With an expertise,
You keep.
And be the C.E.O. of it.
You are the Chief Executive Officer.
Commander of your ship.
Know this.
And conduct yourself with a firm grasp held,
Within an unrelenting fist.
Get over mistakes made.
Moaning over them for you leaves no benefit.
You alone can make it known,
Persistence is in your grip.
And with it,
There is no quitting.
Handle your own business.
With an expertise,
You keep.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Mark But A Moment
We mark by a mere moment
The changing of the year
Our feeble inadequate measure
Of time as something linear
With mortal eyes we envision
Time by but the briefest bit
Unable to grasp the concept
Of an eternity beyond quit
So, yes, we call it a New Year
With our need to quantify
A mystery beyond our grasp
That mortality can’t defy
Time flows in all directions
Beyond numbers on a page
By no calendar can we tame it
Or hold it in any cage
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poem by Mary Havran
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What Is A Hero
And to be hero
So brave
But by choice or manner
Excelling at tasks makes not
But to only save, protect
Putting others before self
For the justice
Every ounce of time never-ending
Spent on others but to no avail
The goal is not to be noticed but to save and protect
This goal is achieved every hour lifting all up
Even when put in the way of danger, trusted willingly or not
Taking the challenge knowing that you might not go back
And if succeeding to grasp the victory
The life is still given to honor others
Lost and being lost to death’s grasp forevermore
But can it?
The hero is the shield
Protector
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The Cycle
April showers bring May flowers, Mayflowers bring foreign pilgrims.
Being with you brings smiles for hours, happiness comes out from within you can see my symptoms.
Rain makes corn, and corn makes ethanol.
Ethanol ran my dreams since I was born, life was bread from love we didn't walk before the crawl.
Crawling leads to walking, and walking leads to running.
You run through my heart and mind all day don't pretend that is stunning.
Being stunned causes myself to gasp, which leads back to you.
When I hold you I don't wanna lose my grasp, but I lost my grasp and now im blue.
Even though im blue you make me laugh, laughing makes my world go round and so do you.
Speaking of you, you made us, and us makes me smile.
You're the one who makes me blush, I'd crawl to keep you love with me forever past a mile.
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Declining Forgiveness
We must help those whose lives,
Are stuck in an unchanged past.
It is difficult for them to accept,
The times now out of their grasp.
With embellished insecurities...
Of memories flourished now gone.
Their mentalities are witnessed to be diminishing quick.
And within themselves,
They can not admit...
These times lived today,
Will not continue to permit...
An attention given,
To such stubbornly held sickness...
They have become riddled and sit with!
We must help those whose lives,
Are stuck in an unchanged past.
It is difficult for them to accept,
The times now out of their grasp.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cold Beauty
What is beauty without warmth n love,
Brrrrrrh cold seein but cannot hold.
No grasp of this beauty, only a distant touch,
Maybe from giving beauty to much.
Or not givin beauty enough,
Seein the distant gaze of green, grey, n blue haze
In the place where beautys eyes go.
But to the touch beauty is cold as snow.
How did beauty get so?
Why did beauty let go, of the warmth that imbrased her so tight?
Guess beauty is still beauty inspite,
Only dream of beauty every night.
To wake everyday in dismay not to see beautys face.
So my thoughts of beauty remain in solitude,
to respect beautys mind not to be rude.
Still wantin to intrude because of my pain.
But what if beauty calls anothers name,
In the hours that I dream of her.
So my words remain a secret to beautys ears,
As i quickly wipe away the tears.
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Your Hand In Mine
I am remembering
Blue sunny sky dragonfly days
When you would laugh and cry
and ask me why, why
Everything that is was and ever will be
Wonder reflected in azure eyes
I would pick you up and swing you around
Your feet brushing the grass lightly til we fell down
Laughing and giggling
Your tiny hands unable to grasp
The meaning behind the world
And I enjoying the company
Of someone so new
Now you are older
Yesterday you lied to me
Of course, I believed you until you smirked
I didn’t know you could lie
I can’t swing you around anymore
The days rush by and I grasp for your tiny hand
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Song of the Battle Eve
(Time -- the Ninth Century)
To-morrow, comrade, we
On the battle-plain must be,
There to conquer, or both lie low!
The morning star is up --
But there's wine still in the cup,
And we'll take another quaff, ere we go, boy, go;
We'll take another quaff, ere we go.
'Tis true, in manliest eyes
A passing tear will rise,
When we think of the friends we leave lone;
But what can wailing do?
See, our goblet's weeping too!
With its tears we'll chase away our own, boy, our own;
With its tears we'll chase away our own.
But daylight's stealing on;
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poem by Thomas Moore
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(Purpose Poem) Can You Smell The Roses Now?
Oh can you smell the roses now.
Its just after sunset in a fairytale.
Dreams have been bent and molded.
Everything must fit and have its perfect little place.
For theirs no escape.
Trapped within.
A world full of sin.
It's our punishment in the form vengeance.
Redemption is out of our grasp.
So again I must laugh at the simple things
That make this life quaint.
Oh can you smells roses now?
Its just after sunset in a fairytale.
If the rain falls is that what we want?
The rules are ours.
Like children were still trying grasp the concept.
Every day thing changes,
But still at the root they are the same.
Some ambition, with some premonitions
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