Quotes about relics, page 5
And I hereby distinctly and emphatically declare that I consider myself, and earnestly desire to be considered by others, as utterly divested, now and during the rest of my life, of any such rights, the barbarous relics of a feudal, despotic system.
quote by Robert Dale Owen
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Your Eyes Are The Last Place
I never noticed
turned away my face
in your eyes
has survived a place.
The rain has dried up
they are now arid
flowers have gone leaving no seed
love's warmth is lost in weed.
Your eyes are the last place
holding the relics of the world's lost loveliness!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Vanities
Was that a robot
claiming friendship
with the relics of past?
Or a quirk of a raw nerve
conversing with history:
and we will wait for centuries
to build a new scream
under the pale moon
in wingless night.
Whispering sex to flowers,
bees scrambled on the skin
of wooly leaves.
poem by Satish Verma
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Charcoal
Charcoal is an impure substance
Called bone-black.
Of the animals is this charcoal
And we ascertain longevity
By heating the way of life.
Upon its character we find no smoke or flame,
Merely the rigidity of a fireplace,
Hotter than relics or artifacts.
Burning one way and another.
Burning again, like charcoal.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Religions
Open us up for the religion,
You have realised the relics.
Enter our formation,
Be friends with me.
Let divine help come in our way,
We practised our ways for too long.
Much of the reasoning behind us
Is of forming relationships.
Offer real help, offer us real help.
Let matters stop of false reflection.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Enemy was within;
invisible,
biting into iris.
Sea was asking,
would you like to sign
on my waves?
I was carrying
the relics. Body wants
to take revenge.
Lifting a kiss
from your lips.
O my death,
I am
living again;
changing the clothes.
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poem by Satish Verma
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Book Of Suleika - Hatem 01
NOT occasion makes the thief;
She's the greatest of the whole;
For Love's relics, to my grief,
From my aching heart she stole.
She hath given it to thee,--
All the joy my life had known,
So that, in my poverty,
Life I seek from thee alone.
Yet compassion greets me straight
In the lustre of thine eye,
And I bless my newborn fate,
As within thine arms I lie.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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My Test
My fault lies in the tests not passed,
On the relics I have inscribed my answers
To the tests of my life.
For this the tremendous work has believed
Going with a success,
But this has only beaten everyone,
Only everyone has been subjugated
And all have destroyed the destroyed.
Whoever failed the test has been annexed,
For me, they are conquered by it.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Shining Animals
A ship of animals constructs a sword for its weapon,
Yet we decide and constrict like bleeders;
The onset madly depicts adamant relics of pain,
Painting on sordid areas, our acre of fish is again.
The entire message demands blue waters
To be impaled by daggers of white,
The shining of stars scattered by the whole head,
Jutting out are star systems of planets, all read.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Rumpelstiltskin's revenge
Rumpelstiltskin’s Revenge
A worthless scrap of linen
On which Ben Franklin’s printed
Can buy you one tenth ounce of gold
An eagle freshly minted.
Our Quantitative Easing
Has made Rumpelstiltskin sore
Our turning paper into gold
Means there’s no need for straw
As far as barbarous relics go
Gold Eagles are quite nice
But as gold doesn’t grow on trees
They’ll have to raise the price.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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