Quotes about effort, page 8
Flavor and The Taste Of What One Awaits
Those discouraged to grow and flourish,
Will reflect upon the environment represented.
And those who bemoan these conditions,
With no participation given to reverse these affects...
Will discover the senselessness of playing catchup,
When the very basic connection of life has been missed.
There has to be a consistent conscious effort,
Applied constantly...
From a naturalness that thrives and exists.
Or it is not going to happen no matter who insists,
What needs to be strickly enforced...
When that effort of daily discipline,
Has all but been dismissed from the mix of this!
Can a cake be made without flour,
Sugar.
Butter or heat?
Procrastination with impatience to achieve great expectations,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If the Kids Don't Buy Into It
An effort is being made,
To clean up the foul language.
To show and display respect.
Express our appreciation...
For diversity.
With lessened racistness.
An effort is being made,
To be more accountable.
Show more responsibility.
Give more meaning to integrity...
Honesty and the wholesomeness of truth.
And produce more capable and competent citizens!
'And how is this going to be done?
We have a limited budget.
These images are going to cost a fortune.
The special effects alone will take months to create.
And where are we going to find the actors to pull this off?
There is no guarantee the viewing audience is going to accept this!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Cold
My hazard is a parcel for us to collect in the cold,
When wizards bite the skin of their own, in the cold.
My innocence resides in the head of my trustworthy soul,
Please be obedient to me when obeying to enthrone, in this cold.
My thought is your thinker’s achievement, for you saw,
And I as a seer am a fountain all alone, in the cold.
To strive is goodness, to think for the soul works well,
Let religious views be the issues of concern the wind has blown in the cold.
To be strong the backbone needs strengthening so well,
Once the effort of the high spirits becomes a cyclone in the cold.
Justice needed my deity to prescribe separate laws for all conditions,
Hot or cold, warm or cool, the effort of a man or a clone, in the cold.
Let us be never weak with danger, so high, so mighty as a goal,
And this test must be achieved when flown, in the cold.
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poem by Naveed Akram
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A New Year Thought
Brother, who on some near morrow
Makes a pledge conceived in sorrow
Makes a New Year resolution
Seeking plenary ablution.
Makes a vow to cease from sinning
With this New Year's beginning
Here's a thought to give you gladness,
Here's relief from old year sadness.
Brother, you and I are men.
We have sinned; and yet again
Shall we sin. An old year's dying
Still shall find us ever trying.
Yet here is a thought worth knowing,
While our wild oats we are sowing,
Sowing where we may not reap
Here's a thought to have and keep.
Why waste effort in our sinning,
For no goodlier grace we're winning?
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Nature's Feathered Gipsies
I envy them their unrestricted freedom they spend most of their time in the sky
Above the flatlands and valleys and mountains with so little effort they fly
All species of swallows are similar and they can be seen almost Worldwide
They can be seen above Villages, rural and coastal Towns and Cities and flying above the countryside
They glide through the sky with little effort in pusuit of their flying insect prey
To and fro and often in circles they travel hundreds of miles every day
From the cup shaped mud nest they were born in distance they do migrate far
For hours on end through the sky they travel at the average speed of a motor car
As an ally against aerial predators their speed happens to be their friend
And unlike many other bird species they do not have borders to defend
To watch them high above the valley their glossy dark wings gleaming in the sunlight
Is something that is fascinating one can say a marvellous sight
They are Nature's wild feathered gipsies they spend most of their short lives in the sky
And above oceans, mountains and valleys from Country to Country they fly.
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Under Pressure
Under pressure.
Don't let it be...
Or make that be you.
Under pressure.
Feel an effort that's less due.
Don't allow it to weaken.
Or accept what is 'not'
To become true.
Under pressure.
Don't let it be...
Or make that be you.
That's under pressure.
Feel there's nothing for you to prove.
Under pressure.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chest Expands
My chest expands with honor and pride
When receives little words of high magnitude
Life seems then to have served the purpose
Yet it makes me to work more and choose
Human being as an ordinary animal
He may sometimes put show that can be called dismal
Yet it has potential to strike back
Come back with full zeal and stake
Even gods like praise
When they find lot many unhappy people chase
Run after him for some kind of blessings
And that does come to them and go as missing
It has simple logic
'Nothing comes before time 'it is simple basic
What do we lack then in earnest?
We are not trying our level best
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let us celebrate
Celebration means rejoicing
An achievement
An advancement
A successful accomplishment
A commemoration
In all these
There were efforts
Struggles against odds and
Challenges
Greater the effort
Tougher the struggle
Grander the celebration
Examine the celebrations
We launch normally
We celebrate birthdays
Wedding days
Marriages
An elevation in social or professional status
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poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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What Are You Laboring For?
What do you labor for my friend; what is your purpose in the end?
Do you labor for a present need, or do you just work to succeed?
Do you punch in a clock for men, to then work eight hours or ten?
Do you put forth effort each day, in a place that you’ll never stay?
These can be asked by all of us, until these bodies return to dust.
But what about time men spend, towards an eternity with no end?
Maybe many aren’t mindful of, the priorities from The Lord above,
Priorities God has for you and me, which extend well into eternity.
When men stand before The Lord, what about all the labor before,
Done while on this earthly sphere, all labored for what down here?
When this life upon earth is past, what in eternity for you will last?
Will all of the effort made by us, simply be blown away like dust?
All of this life is futile, my friend, when your life comes to an end,
Except all of the labor done, for Jesus Christ, God’s Eternal Son.
Wages we don’t get from The Lord, but, from Him, eternal reward,
It’s not only lasting, but its worth, far exceeds the wages on earth.
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poem by Bob Gotti
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Educate Me
Mutual act,
Mutual flight,
Mutual love,
Mutual speech;
But, your report is often on your tape!
However, take a meritorious effort to reach out to the skies and,
Bo not open your legs so easily on every bed.
What is my sin to you?
And like your report on every tape;
But, try to take a meritorious effort to reach out to me!
And, try to educate me with the muse of your love.
What is my sin to you?
Please, help me to know it;
What is my mark to you?
Please, help me to see it;
Where is my school located?
Please, tell me if you know;
For this house is a catch to the eyes!
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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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