Quotes about feat, page 8
God gave a loaf to every bird,
God gave a loaf to every bird,
But just a crumb to me;
I dare not eat it, though I starve,--
My poignant luxury
To own it, touch it, prove the feat
That made the pellet mine,--
Too happy in my sparrow chance
For ampler coveting.
It might be famine all around,
I could not miss an ear,
Such plenty smiles upon my board,
My garner shows so fair.
I wonder how the rich may feel,--
An Indiaman--an Earl?
I deem that I with but a crumb
Am sovereign of them all.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Three Ghosts
Three ghosts to the head of my thoughts
Have the bowels to fuss over my teapots.
Three are beauty and homage and kindness,
Names suited on the characteristics of their blindness.
The charmed sword was angry from my hand,
It bit a gash from the spooks on this land.
I am inclined to stand on the beds and argue
On their selfishness, and the very barbecue.
It smelt glad of their feet, of their feat, of all,
Like the clamour of the thunder and rainfall.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Stranger in the City
He does an incredible feat
While the world moves meaningless
Abandoned on the street
Roams the man with the dirty face!
A cruel fast-paced heartless city
Where nobody has time for him
None tells him a word of pity
The nights fade the days dim.
Yet unmindful of all
The ragged holds his head high
He still can walk tall
Without a hint of sigh!
The odd man out in the city
An animal, a mad scavenger
He needs no words of pity
He's happy to remain a stranger.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Fristaday
I received an assignment,
I didn't think I'd complete,
I was to be persistent,
Which in itself was a feat,
I was not too confident,
The deadline was hard to meet,
My work schedule's assessment,
Saw that there was no deceit,
I found a hidden week day,
It's something I can't explain,
I chose the name Fristaday,
For this day that is arcane,
It relieved me from dismay,
Due to the time I did gain,
Now I've finished my essay,
I fear the grade I'll obtain.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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As I Am
As i said,
I am broken,
As i said,
I am down,
As i said,
My heart's like walking through,
A silent ghost town.
As i said,
I do cry,
As i said,
I will try,
As i said,
I will Stand on my feat,
as i said,
I will not take defeat,
As i am,
You will accept me,
As i am,
I will stand tall,
As I am,
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poem by Cleo Blue
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The Author And The Witch
The witch moved on and struck a spell
On a man afraid, to compel him towards a cell;
One cart installed, the witch responded to the decibel,
Two measures were taken as one kind of bell.
The fire began to burn, furious waves of heat,
This drawing room was incomplete and full of deceit,
Coming from the centre of the room was a feat,
Defeating it began the fire and more to greet.
The witch had postponed her discussion
And let the complete works of an author be in collision.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Alligators Were Dying
I always differed
for the sake of semblance.
Feathers did not agree.
You flew away for your sky.
Impatience had killed the defeat
my elixir, the baby sea in my eyes.
Genocide of the figs, unlearning
the sweetness of life.
Yet a white python was hungry.
A heart rendering feat to dig-out
a home after the earthquake.
Alligators were dying in midstream.
I was running after the desert.
Why bustards were disappearing?
Trees were hung upside down.
There was no suicidal note.
poem by Satish Verma
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A Riddle For You
standing high I see the whole forst
Limbs stretched, needles green,
I am the ponderosa pine.
Low on the ground, home to small bugs,
Different colors, loose on the ground or tight,
I am the sandstone.
Crunching beneath your feat,
Snapping and breaking, releasing smells,
I am the pine needle.
I shelter small anmals, I give food to some,
I lay short from the ground up, a smell so strong,
I am the sage brush.
I keep all these things alive,
Without me you can not survive
I am water.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Aglobi
Beam, mean, dreams!
And like a broken heart in the land of your muse;
Beam, meanm, dreams!
And like a sad news in the land of your muse;
But, i am Aglobi and, i want to share my love with you.
Plain and mixed,
Plus and minus,
Multiplication and subtraction!
But, my love to you will never die;
Because, i do love you! !
Meat, neat, feat, beat, wheat, seat, heat, peat, teat;
And like your beautiful photos hanging in my room!
But if you invite Satan to your home,
He or she will visit you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Words
Words are deeds. The words we hear
May revolutionize or rear
A mighty state. The words we read
May be a spiritual deed
Excelling any fleshly one,
As much as the celestial sun
Transcends a bonfire, made to throw
A light upon some raree-show.
A simple proverb tagged with rhyme
May colour half the course of time;
The pregnant saying of a sage
May influence every coming age;
A song in its effects may be
More glorious than Thermopylae,
And many a lay that schoolboys scan
A nobler feat than Inkerman.
poem by William Charles Wentworth
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