Quotes about nectar, page 4
Finally The Bee Takes The Nectar Upon Itself
in the end he gives up his identify as the
working bee buzzing in the garden
of his own choosing
circling the flowers that newly bloom
hovering and sitting on them
with his mouth and sting
and sucking all the nectars therein
he takes upon itself
what is prohibited
the caste system
and the queen
today it sets itself free from the rule
and flies freely in the air
the nectar is his
because he works for it
and justifiably so
another kingdom is born
his nectar democracy
his freedom
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Friendship
MR VAVROO VAHANA PATRA, ODISHA, INDIA, +919853390060
FRIENDSHIP
Friendship is an eternal brook of nectar-
Nectar of love and affection
Which friends drink with elation.
It is an everlasting gift of the creator.
Friendship is a rivulet of fraternity-
Of attraction and attachment,
Of sharing and caring.
Men may come and go but friendship lasts with eternity.
Friendship is an ever green plant on earth-
With love and deep roots,
Though sweet or bitter its fruits.
In times of stress and strain friendship proves is worth.
Thank you
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Sonnet: A Poet’s Doubt
How long O God, do I play on this lute?
How long will my numbers keep coming on?
Will they lose their charm? Will they become mute?
How long Poesy’s attire do I don?
I pray Thine inspiration does not cease,
Lest my creation become a dead-piece,
And I cannot do it with mighty glee;
Give me Thine nectar: I am Thine one bee.
And when my hive gets blown away by wind,
Forsake me not; where can I go to live?
And if I remain in a state most sinned,
Redeemer God, will Thou not me forgive?
I am Thine lute and I am thine one bee!
Give me Thine music and nectar freely.
poem by John Celes
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I am pale with longing for my beloved;
I am pale with longing for my beloved;
People believe I am ill.
Seizing on every possible pretext,
I try to meet him 'by accident.'
They have sent for a country doctor;
He grabs my arm and prods it;
How can he diagnose my pain?
It's in my heart that I am afflicted.
Go home, country doctor,
Don't address me by my name;
It's the name of God that has wounded me,
Don't force your medicines on me.
The sweetness of his lips is a pot of nectar,
That's the only curd for which I crave;
Mira's Lord is Giridhar Naagar.
He will feed me nectar again and again.
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poem by Mirabai
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Learning from the honey bee
Look at the bees
And learn something
They yearn for others
as busy bees
Together in swarms they fly along
To find gardens together they throng
From flower to flower
From nectar to nectar
Serving their queen bee with compassion
Caring for their young ones in devotion
They toil and toil
From flower to seed
To gather honey honey so sweet
Just to serve just to yearn
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poem by Rehanayakoob Yakoob
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Work Without Hope
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And WINTER slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring !
And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Yet well I ken the banks where Amaranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, O ye Amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not ! Glide, rich streams, away !
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll :
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul ?
WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve,
And HOPE without an object cannot live.
poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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To Love
If, Cupid, Heaven is your home, you
are the child of Venus, Nectar and
Ambrosia are your food, then why
do you spend days and nights with
me? Why burn me with your flame,
and quench my thirst with tears?
Why destroy me? You are indeed
descended from wild beasts. Are you
worthy of such descent and of
heaven? But I, I am merely
a shadow, why do you torture me?
Ad amorem.
Si coelum patria est puer beatum,
Si vero peperit VENUS benigna,
Si Nectar tibi Massicum ministrat;
Si sancta Ambrosia est cibus petitus,
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poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Lily Poet Vavroovahana Patra 9853390060, INDIA
Lily smiles delightfully;
Poet enjoys the beauty gaily.
Silvery Lily allures in morn;
Beauteous is the dawn.
Beautiful is wintry Nature;
Lovely are the creatures.
Sun beam magnifies the beauty;
Mind enchants with gaiety.
Silvery Bride smiles gaily;
Allures lovers enthusiastically.
Insane lovers drink the nectar of beauty;
Mind contents with gaiety.
Beauteous is the creation;
Praying, poet derives his benediction.
Derives peace;
Derives Divine Bliss.
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Omnipresence
Men and woman pray God hither and thither;
He is omnipresent everywhere.
A real devotee derives the bliss of Almighty;
Concentrates on the benevolent Deity.
God is omnipresent in the atmosphere;
Blessth the devotees, contents their desires.
Is omnipresent in the distant firmament;
In all devotees penetrates rays of merriment.
A real devotee sees God everywhere;
God blessth him with Divine power.
Assassinates criminals, antisocial, monsters;
Protecting devotees administers all creatures.
Man derives peace chanting hymns day and night;
He is an Ocean of Delight.
Man prays God on the temple-Shrine;
Real devotee drinks the nectar of Divinity as drunkards to wine.
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The Visit Of The Gods. Imitated From Schiller
Never, believe me,
Appear the Immortals,
Never alone:
Scarce had I welcomed the Sorrow-beguiler,
Iacchus! but in came Boy Cupid the Smiler;
Lo! Phoebus the Glorious descends from his throne!
They advance, they float in, the Olympians all!
With Divinities fills my
Terrestrial hall!
How shall I yield you
Due entertainment,
Celestial quire?
Me rather, bright guests! with your wings of upbuoyance
Bear aloft to your homes, to your banquets of joyance,
That the roofs of Olympus may echo my lyre!
Hah! we mount! on their pinions they waft up my soul!
O give me the nectar!
O fill me the bowl!
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poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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