Quotes about sanctity, page 7
Now do your worst
Now do your worst, if you hate me,
and bring me new sorrow
before I even see a new tomorrow
while I am besieged by calamity
or let me from further indignities be free
while in humility I borrow
courage from a life true and narrow
and find holy sanctity
as loosing you love now
will make every other distress
insignificant as it will foreshadow
what destiny holds, its impact digress
will deliver your final blow
and will not come as duress.
[Reference: Sonnet 90 “Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now” by William Shakespeare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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When You Say You Love Me You Need Not Mean It
when you say you love me you need not mean it
i do not demand that the love i get be pure
nothing about its sanctity is a condition of my flesh
i always understand how this world works
how each creature finds a way to survive
that is why i do not really demand much
i do not even pay attention
i do not weigh words
because words are just words
and sometimes they hurt
purposely
i do not demand that you mean it
for there were many times when i also say them
without any meaning at all
let me tell once again: what 's love got to do with 'it'?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Delight Vavroovahana Patra
Moon smiles in the distant firmament:
In Earthy creatures plays waves of merriment.
Beauteous looks the distant mountain:
Melodiously flows the wavy dazzling fountain.
Purity, sanctity, serenity, tranquillity reigns on the shrine:
Devotees enjoy the beauty as drunkards to wine.
Cordiality, fraternity embrace the devotees:
In devotees plays lightening of delight.
Bhagavana embraces the real devotee:
Provides Eternal Peace and Delight.
Bhagavan’s temple is the Heaven on Earth:
Eternally smiles the temple, a Brook of Mirth.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Day The Butterfly Kisses The Flower
motionless hyphen the warm arena of mutual
respect, that the cloth of clouds of sanctity hover
your love; seemingly the crown of fulfillment
felt the glance of harmony it glows
warm regret dance with the wind, envy to
every citation of where the golden Daffodils leave
the moment of joy reside, catches with happiness
that echoes the freshness of the wind, subdue to
begin the new start of the day
lend the dune of the every story, fulfill each
destiny to remember the glance of your smile, I
lay down my armor to sleep, until the end says
goodbye …
poem by Antonio Liao
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While She Walked In The Sun In Guatemala
ten anemic stars
shine in my wooden sky,
against my wooden wall
against lace
and Yaweh faces,
three times in the curtains
she became a christian
for the sanctity or
comfort
'cause she knows that after
death is something
big, there's something
waiting
she smiled on roofs of
sheetmetal siding in
Guatemala
photographs of sun and palms
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poem by Matthew Schoerner
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If Ever That Which Is Between Us Dies
If that which is between us which is holy
shivers and dies and with me you are through
there is one thing, that I beg which only
I am asking, in sincerity of you
that about our bliss, our trust and about us
to no one you give any kind of absolution
and talk about many others if you must
but on me do not take this retribution.
Keep that which is between you and me
to yourself, as something not to be said
and give to my sincerity some dignity
if our lives go separately ahead,
let there be sanctity that our feelings retain,
which you do not to a lover have to explain.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A poet everywhere
A poet everywhere and around
In nature, on mountain and in sound
Conveying the melody in beautiful words
As if spoken from mouth of lords
What if one gets no name
It is praiseworthy and no shame
Not all can be judged by the crowd
Still one feels internally very proud
It is divine pulse that is beating
All expectations and inspirations meeting
A peace with affection when openly meeting
A status he has quite naturally befitting
There is reward from almighty
No one must lament or feel pity
There is blessing for holding sanctity
This is what required as fine quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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True Fear
true fear,
it cannot be lost of material item,
no,
is it loss you life,
loss of friend?
loss of family?
bieng alone?
but surely,
a brave soul must give,
give to utter nightmare,
if this true fear,
is worth what you make it,
if is not worth giving a life,
then call it not a true fear,
great maybe,
major sure,
but true fear,
impossible,
true fear is entire surrender,
mental collapse,
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poem by Jacob Biehl
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Sonnet: God, Imprint Thy Holy Cross
Imprint Thy Holy Cross on my forehead!
And let my face look ugly to the world;
And let my life become a thorny-bed;
And let me pass my days thus God, till old.
Imprint Thy Holy Cross onto my heart!
And let my thoughts be free of sinful shade;
And let their earthly tones from them depart;
And let me spend my life thus God and fade!
Imprint Thy holy Cross onto my soul!
And let its sanctity fill up its space;
And let Thy grace guide me onto my goal;
And let me have always a Heav’nly gaze!
Imprint Thy Holy Cross all through my life!
And let me not forget it ev’n in strife.
poem by John Celes
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To My Good Master
In fancy, always, at thy desk, thrown wide,
Thy most betreasured books ranged neighborly--
The rarest rhymes of every land and sea
And curious tongue--thine old face glorified,--
Thou haltest thy glib quill, and, laughing-eyed,
Givest hale welcome even unto me,
Profaning thus thine attic's sanctity,
To briefly visit, yet to still abide
Enthralled there of thy sorcery of wit,
And thy songs' most exceeding dear conceits.
O lips, cleft to the ripe core of all sweets,
With poems, like nectar, issuing therefrom,
Thy gentle utterances do overcome
My listening heart and all the love of it!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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