Quotes about mile., page 9
Where Is My Sugar?
As if I am groping in darkness to find my sugar.
As if she is my food and I am dying of hunger.
As if mile after mile I am walking on foot.
As if I am a goon who want a mind to loot.
As if my mind is a burden upon my shoulder.
As if I am a coward who need to be bolder.
As if I am a garden and she is my fence.
As if my life is worthless without her presence.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Daily Our Love Does Somehow Increase (Wreathed Octave)
Daily our love does somehow increase
with some gentle ease you charmingly smile
and a while feelings linger and do not cease
and I have peace as I travel mile by mile
while nothing can beguile the joy you bring
as love is happening and you become part of me
and I am free as the birds that happily sing
free from every sting as life is what it has to be.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Where Do Fireflies Go To Die?
My tears used to wake me from a delay unduly prolonged
Your smiles used to hurt me for their beauty my heart dethroned
This love had locked me up and threw away the key
And mile upon mile of wishful thinking pushed you further away from me
I looked into the mirror and found the devil I danced with was me
And the fireflies that once lit our canopy are also no longer free
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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The Travellers' Curse after Misdirection
(from the Welsh)
May they stumble, stage by stage
On an endless Pilgrimage
Dawn and dusk, mile after mile
At each and every step a stile
At each and every step withal
May they catch their feet and fall
At each and every fall they take
May a bone within them break
And may the bone that breaks within
Not be, for variations sake
Now rib, now thigh, now arm, now shin
but always, without fail, the NECK
poem by Robert Graves
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Training
Not this week nor this month dare I lie down
In languour under lime trees or smooth smile.
Love must not kiss my face pale that is brown.
My lips, parting, shall drink space, mile by mile;
Strong meats be all my hunger; my renown
Be the clean beauty of speed and pride of style.
Cold winds encountered on the racing Down
Shall thrill my heated bareness; but awhile
None else may meet me till I wear my crown.
poem by Wilfred Owen
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The High Road In Winter
Between the rolling vapours
The moon glides soft and bright;
Across the dreary fallows
She casts a mournful light.
Along the wintry high road
A troika moves fleet;
Its little bells are ringing
One silver tone and sweet.
Some echo of my country
The driver's song recalls—
The memory of love yearnings
And noisy bacchanals.
No lights, no black-roofed dwellings—
Silence and snow ... I see
For mile on mile the road-posts
In striped monotony.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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This Side Of The River
There's no happiness this side
The river is without a tide
The soil unfertile for seed
Here grows nothing but weed.
Behold the river's other side
Soil is rich so is tide
Spreads out mile after mile
Lands rich and fertile.
I wish I were on that side
This is not the place to reside
There I could get good harvest
There I could build a happy nest.
The man on the river's other side
Finds his river without tide
Finds everything there vile
The land barren unfertile!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Captured Sunshine
One movement captures sunshine while
another gallops like a stallion. Beverly,
where hills and woods stretch mile on mile,
is dream-like, like the central piacevole,
while I, too, dream-like, write,
like stallions which like Icarus attempt
to capture sunshine’s brilliant light,
then stumble, not of gravitas exempt.
(11/11/07/Inspired by a Naxos performance of the Elgar String Quartet, which I heard on KUSC while writing in my Beverlywood home.)
poem by Gershon Hepner
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I was taught that everything is attainable if you are prepared to give up, to sacrifice, to get it. Whatever you want to do, you can do it, if you want it badly enough, and I do believe that. I believe that if I wanted to run a mile is four minutes I could do it. I would have to give up everything else in my life, but I could run a mile in four minutes. I believe that if a man wanted to walk on water and was prepared to give up everything else in life, he could do that
quote by Stirling Moss
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The Journey Of Miles
The first mile of the journey slid,
But when I did walk in my own place
I took my seat and never desired it.
I thanked the air and it did not trouble me,
I liked wild-flowers with more agreeable company.
Because others did not care,
The flowers were one or two,
My comrades did not speak,
I slackened my pace as I trod further in.
There was a time when life tolerable,
But a great deal of friendship occurred for now.
The second mile of my journey was exact
And commanding.
poem by Naveed Akram
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