Quotes about heave, page 7
The Wizard 666
A wizard, a wizen, a weasand;
The Antichrist has arisen.
As below, so above,
It's a natural love;
But, our civilization's a prison.
Memorial Day Like it and love it or leave it.
Guaranteed rights: don't believe it.
They welched on their claim
So the brave died in vain;
And the culture is crud,
So, let's heave it.
poem by Michael Pereira
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Don't Feast Our Eyes In Public Places
You are free to walk with bobbing boobs
and bend the rays of straying eyes to fall there.
Showing your wares, you don't go down tubes;
but baring your hideouts, you give me nightmare.
You hug, kiss, and the treats, the eyes around share.
To escape the Melbourne cold winds, each one fleets.
But I heave out sighs seeing thighs in the streets.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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A Diary
today, i commune with nature.
the trees are talking and the grasses
are not sleepy, and the sun shines like it
is its last day
and the moon comes and shines too
like it is the last night of its life.
the silvery river flowed like a big worm
and the stars played fireflies
i heave a sigh and then release it like a bird
from a cage.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some Portals
as you enter
this solid portal you heave a sigh
and realize
the minuteness of the sand granule in your being
you go inside and keep your rage
time calms you down
and the shortness of your breath says
it is time to leave, and you summon haste
like some tiny wings on your feet
you're gone and those that stay
mind you, are not disturbed at all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Better Tomorrow For Us
You don't believe in anything!
But with Yahweh, all things are made possible;
I do believe in Him and i am waiting for a better tomorrow.
It will be,
It will be done by His Mercy;
And, i only believe in the Creator who made heave na dn earth.
Do not lose hope in life!
And, do not give up so easily;
For, we will all laugh one day,
Which is called tomorrow.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When an isolated Soul Anchored
In the Ocean of Life when a soul anchored
Rocks gently, touch the warm breeze
And search the homeland.
Life hides within its walls
And no way to cast off.
Though you see the smiling island at a distance
It's impossible to heave up the rusty anchor
As it stuck in the rock bottom.
If not the poor visibility
You could see the wreckage from the illusory shore.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Year
IN the Spring we see:
Then the buds are dear to us—immature bosoms like lilies swell.
In the Summer we live:
When bright eyes are near to us, oh, the sweet stories the false lips tell!
In the Autumn we love:
When the honey is dripping, deep eyes moisten and soft breasts heave;
In the Winter we think:
With the sands fast slipping, we smile and sigh for the days we leave.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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Adieu Old Time
Our heart drops a tear, it also merrily sings
For the loss we suffered and gain of precious things
Hope in our breasts, we heave a little sigh
For the dawn of new time, for the year gone by!
The flow is timeless, we can’t stem the tide
Today’s wizened and old, was yesterday’s young bride
Yet life goes on, the dreams never die
We welcome new year, bid the old goodbye!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Morality Pity Conscience Fails To Bridge Extreme Gaps
poverty safely sealed
vast continents away
is desirable who desires
to smell death
choking on perfume
disease stench
causing stomach to heave
flowers ulcers erupts across
stripped desolate landscapes
"we live
as they die
is a walk
between worlds"
morality pity conscience
fails to bridge extreme gaps
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sail
A lonely sail is flashing white
Amdist the blue mist of the sea!...
What does it seek in foreign lands?
What did it leave behind at home?..
Waves heave, wind whistles,
The mast, it bends and creaks...
Alas, it seeks not happiness
Nor happiness does it escape!
Below, a current azure bright,
Above, a golden ray of sun...
Rebellious, it seeks out a storm
As if in storms it could find peace!
poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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