Quotes about estranged, page 9
Ah! Where Are Hours Departed Fled? (excerpt)
Ah! where are hours departed fled?
Is life a dream, or true indeed?
Did all my heart hath fashioned
From fancy's visitings proceed?
Yes! I have slept; and now unknown
To me the things best known before:
The land, the people, once mine own,
Where are they? -- they are here no more:
My boyhood's friends, all aged, worn,
Despoil'd the woods, the fields, of home,
Only the stream flows on forlorn;
(Alas! that e'er such change should come!)
And he knew me once so well
Salutes me now as one estranged:
The very earth to me can tell
Of nought but things perverted, changed:
And when I muse on other days,
That pass'd me as the dashing oars
The surface of the ocean raise,
Ceaseless my heart its fate deplores;
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poem by Walther von der Vogelweide
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Unchanged
Unchanged
By Godfrey Morris
Here I am again
at a place once familiar
an uncertain future
that clouds my path ahead
estranged from a world which I don't fully belong
One which does not accept the uniqueness I ponder
A world that is vain so filled with pain
that reveres vanity and injustice but vilifies virtue
At this crossroad I stand, between two roads
which to choose?
To continue on my lonely path or travel on that glamorous highway
that promises such swift adulterated wealth
must I remain unchanged as the northern star
continually moving ahead
defying all machinations
marching towards my sweet redemption
to greet the sunrise around the bend
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poem by Godfrey Morris
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Father of light, and life, and love!
Father of light, and life, and love!
Thyself to us reveal;
As saints below, and saints above,
Thy sacred presence feel.
Not with the eye of mortal sense
By angels round the throne,
Or happy souls departed hence,
Art Thou in glory known.
No sun by day, no moon by night
For this our spirits need;
Who walk by faith, and not by sight,
They feel Thee nigh indeed.
Light in thy light the blind may see,
No more by sin estranged;
Light in the Lord, so let us be
Into thine image changed.
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poem by James Montgomery
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Upon The Flint In The Water
This flint, time out of mind, has there abode,
Where crystal streams make their continual road.
Yet it abides a flint as much as 'twere
Before it touched the water, or came there
Its hard obdurateness is not abated,
'Tis not at all by water penetrated.
Though water hath a soft'ning virtue in't,
This stone it can't dissolve, for 'tis a flint.
Yea, though it in the water doth remain,
It doth its fiery nature still retain.
If you oppose it with its opposite,
At you, yea, in your face, its fire 'twill spit.
Comparison.
This flint an emblem is of those that lie,
Like stones, under the Word, until they die.
Its crystal streams have not their nature changed,
They are not, from their lusts, by grace estranged.
poem by John Bunyan
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The Mother
Your children grow from you apart,
Afar and still afar;
And yet it should rejoice your heart
To see how glad they are;
In school and sport, in work and play,
And last, in wedded bliss
How others claim with joy to-day
The lips you used to kiss.
Your children distant will become,
And wide the gulf will grow;
The lips of loving will be dumb,
The trust you used to know
Will in another's heart repose,
Another's voice will cheer . . .
And you will fondle baby clothes
And brush away a tear.
But though you are estranged almost,
And often lost to view,
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poem by Robert William Service
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Casted In a Mirror Bijou
Reel around the reflection
Deflecting an incarnation
That you denied or opted
I would never comprehend
For I'm incapable and enfeebled,
Estranged and castrated,
Of your enigmatic game
Yet I would half-heartedly remain
Askance your cold shoulders
And in the permeability
Of your sallow pupils
The mirror house will reveal
What you denied to perceive
And I shall bury you
Like a forlorn secret
In your own deluging image
And the shattered glasses
Will be your nameless stones
Shuddering the serrated blades
Upon my three-inch wrists
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poem by Norman Santos
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I am, with impurities so tainted
I am, with impurities so tainted
My skins stained, my mind blighted
My feet muddy, my body
Murky with sweat, my reputation
Besmirched, and night so well
With darkness hug me, I sometimes
Shake and rattle my bones,
If I am still whole, still intact,
With all these impurities and
Mechanical defects, my spiritual
Brokenness, these fractured feelings,
I am so tainted, I am so dirtied,
I am not scared and estranged
And stranded, I am, I so assume,
Just being real, and compliant
With what a human being
Should be, in shades of black
White, and some taints and stains
And tinting shades of colors
Some sounds of pebbles
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hymn 159
An unconverted state; or, Converting grace.
[Great King of glory and of grace,
We own, with humble shame,
How vile is our degen'rate race,
And our first father's name.]
From Adam flows our tainted blood,
The poison reigns within;
Makes us averse to all that's good,
And willing slaves to sin.
[Daily we break thy holy laws,
And then reject thy grace;
Engaged in the old serpent's cause,
Against our Maker's face.l
We live estranged afar from God,
And love the distance well;
With haste we run the dangerous road
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poem by Isaac Watts
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The Window Washers
How sad they go to the peak of skyscrapers
on a tiny moving scaffolding
and wash the windows let others to see the Zenith?
But they do not have valid documents
to enter the Heaven?
They just come down
holding the life-line
When the dangerous work's over?
to my poet friend and the short story writer Premji in gratitude!
[I was disgusted by reading this news in a paper; 'They couldn't just let Mary Richardson Kennedy rest in peace.The estranged wife of Robert F Kennedy Jr., who was buried near the Kennedy clan's Hyannis Port compound over the objections of her siblings, was dug up last week and moved to a remote part of St.Francis Zavier Cemetery.I thought myself where do they bury me one day? Is it handsome Devil's graveyard as I do not have the valid papers? ]
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The repentance
The unfortunate one was dead in her nineties,
In utter poverty and neglects.
She had fed me with stories,
One among them was Parasakthi
Which was later copied in celluloid
By M. Karunanithi as his own.
She told it and kept me to wonder;
She had led me to an imaginary world.
A steel framer and an estranged wife,
She was dear and near to a rich
Neighbour of my kin.
She had two butterflies as daughters,
The younger one was my playmate,
Later, as a woman, once my bedmate.
The elder one, who had many fans,
Retains her glamour even now.
The old woman was dead.
I never repaid my debts;
I never aided against her poverty,
I never cared to see her
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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