Quotes about robust
Regrets of toils
Robust growth and poor harvest are waste;
The farmers would be unhappy for his toils.
Robust sons and poor helps are of no use;
Parents would be unhappy for their toils.
20.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Promise To California
A PROMISE to California,
Also to the great Pastoral Plains, and for Oregon:
Sojourning east a while longer, soon I travel toward you, to remain,
to teach robust American love;
For I know very well that I and robust love belong among you, inland,
and along the Western Sea;
For These States tend inland, and toward the Western Sea--and I will
also.
poem by Walt Whitman
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A Catnap on a Catafalque
A distinguished person
Sleeps in a Mahogany coffin
Well to do people shake hands
And the Widow sees through her black veil
The robust who's having a chat with the Corpse!
He's not dead just a catnap and she thinks
He would be back after the catalepsy.
When the soil thuds over the coffin
She cries again in the Cemetery
And the robust Chauffeur returned to her
She smiles with him like a parole
And the candles lit in the wind.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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eye of the beholder (part II)
you grinned and broke into a smile
watching as you turned this way and that
taking inventory of your robust frame
proud of the BIG man that stands before you
watching as you turned this way and that
caressing your scars and stretch marks
proud of the BIG man that stands before you
holding innocence in the palm of your hand
caressing your scars and stretch marks
spying to see how each line connects
holding innocence in the palm of your hand
longing for love to touch you this way again
spying to see how each line connects
appreciation for your body to long denied
longing for love to touch you this way again
looking to see desire reflected in your eyes
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poem by Christopher Cofield
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Robust Thruster
I love life.
And the mystery of not knowing what comes next.
Like a roller coaster ride one takes.
A robust thruster,
With thrills absent of brakes.
Coming to take my breath away...
To leave me to recover,
As the adrenaline within me shakes.
This...
Is the life I love!
To experience like no other,
Animation made...
Within my mental state to date.
Teased and filled and free of safe escapes.
Adventurous is my mind,
When these moments come!
With temptation that persuades.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under The Mysterious Cover
Wa la poetry
Under the mysterious cover
This bank of the river
Breaks to build that
Making and breaking
A song of despair in the air
By that distant river
Leaves the dream in the middle
In the heart forms a cloud dark
Under water fishes cut jokes
Searing sun often comes in life
To give a much sought relief
After the storm
Under the cover mysterious
One grey deep dark mist
Carries a sob, unheard fainted cry
Sung with a muffled sigh
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poem by Abdul Wahab
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Serena
Strong
Elegant
Robust
Energetic
Natur al
Agile
Your cherubic face that frequently
Explodes with iron-melting smiles
Is like dry season moon
In its full bloom
That tames every darkness
On her enchanting path
An open invitation
To African men
Of valour to attend
Gainful moonlight games
Without chilling fairy tales
Mother Africa epitomized
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poem by Chris Jibero
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Poseidon's Law
When the robust and Brass-bound Man commissioned first for sea
His fragile raft, Poseidon laughed, and "Mariner," said he,
"Behold, a Law immutable I lay on thee and thine,
That never shall ye act or tell a falsehood at my shrine.
"Let Zeus adjudge your landward kin whose votive meal and sale
At easy-cheated altars win oblivion for the fault,
But you the unhoodwinked wave shall test--the immediate gulf condemn--
Except ye owe the Fates a jest, be slow to jest with them.
Ye shall not clear by Greekly speech, nor cozen from your path
The twinkling shoal, the leeward beach, or Hadria's white-lipped wrath;
Nor tempt with painted cloth for wood my fraud-avenging hosts;
Nor make at all, or all make good, your bulwarks and your boasts.
Now and henceforward serve unshod, through wet and wakeful shifts,
A present and oppressive God, but take, to aid, my gifts--
The wide and windward-opening eye, the large and lavish hand,
The soul that cannot tell a lie--except upon the land!"
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poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Strongest Men are the Most Lonely
Apart from all men,
That have taken the world
Of genders, ambivalent or certain
Might have blunted themselves
Like stones on the shore
And in all their hearts,
Cancel the robust, omit the womanizers
Isolate the drunkards, and ostracize the blissful
One would remain, and straight with candor,
I will tell you this: he is the strongest.
Robust men, who pilfer the weak
And the womanizers with a blarney so obsolete
That it has overstated what stain these men hold
In their souls, that is why they fail to enrapture women
I too, have failed to enthrall, with or without love.
For the air is as scintillating,
As for the air that women share with men,
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poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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The Four Seasons : Autumn
Crown'd with the sickle and the wheaten sheaf,
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain,
Comes jovial on; the Doric reed once more,
Well pleased, I tune. Whate'er the wintry frost
Nitrous prepared; the various blossom'd Spring
Put in white promise forth; and Summer-suns
Concocted strong, rush boundless now to view,
Full, perfect all, and swell my glorious theme.
Onslow! the Muse, ambitious of thy name,
To grace, inspire, and dignify her song,
Would from the public voice thy gentle ear
A while engage. Thy noble cares she knows,
The patriot virtues that distend thy thought,
Spread on thy front, and in thy bosom glow;
While listening senates hang upon thy tongue,
Devolving through the maze of eloquence
A roll of periods, sweeter than her song.
But she too pants for public virtue, she,
Though weak of power, yet strong in ardent will,
Whene'er her country rushes on her heart,
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poem by James Thomson
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