There is a change- and I am poor;
Your love hath been, nor long ago,
A fountain at my fond heart's door,
Whose only business was to flow;
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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
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Five months ago the stream did flow,
The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
And we were lingering to and fro,
Where none will track thee in this snow,
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I lift my heart as spring lifts up
A yellow daisy to the rain;
My heart will be a lovely cup
Altho' it holds but pain.
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Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything,
there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some
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I am a selfish soul
I don't see the sorrows around
I don't hear the cries
I just curse the system to change
What good did I do to change
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A little fun keeps you young;
A little laughter keeps you bright.
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For shame, deny that thou bear'st love to any
Who for thy self art so unprovident.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,
But that thou none lov'st is most evident;
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It will not change now
After so many years;
Life has not broken it
With parting or tears;
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Here, ever since you went abroad,
If there be change no change I see:
I only walk our wonted road,
The road is only walk'd by me.
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You find nothing permanent
Disappearance sudden after moment
Will be called dead if no movement?
Life standstill with no comment
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Does success blind the man completely?
Not wait and go for its show immediately?
If he is earthly man then will slowly digest,
Means and ways set first and then suggest,
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Time or fate may separate friends, lovers,
But friendship or love that's true will ever
Thenceforth continue to live forever,
True love conquers the odd with its power.
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NOTE: I'm sorry to say today I find PH like before [as in case of 'I Want To Be Raped'] again banned this poem as I find it is not in my poetry list...so I've made some typographical change and reposted it and some comments already posted by Hon'ble Readers I'm posting here ~ niv
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Why don't we all take a hard look at the world we live in.
Why is it that we have all the hate not love,
Why is there all ways room for war, not peace?
Why is it that no one ever thinks about the consequences of their actions?
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The butterfly counts not months but moments,
and has time enough.
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Neither I change nor do I arrange
Relation I maintain and not simply manage
what is not good in the morning?
And what we lack in the evening?
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Love gives every gift whereby we long to live
"Love takes every gift, and nothing back doth give."
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Love not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay!
Hope's gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers—
Things that are made to fade and fall away
Ere they have blossom'd for a few short hours.
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THERE is a Lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.
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Although thy hand and faith, and good works too,
Have seal'd thy love which nothing should undo,
Yea though thou fall back, that apostasy
Confirm thy love; yet much, much I fear thee.
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I wait for you. The years in silence pass
And as the image, one, I wait for you again.
The distance is in flame -- and clear one as glass,
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There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleas'd my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.
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Here I am
sitting in my little boat
all its life it clung to the dock
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life is life, however it would go
love is love, no matter what would occur
love is growing more with every hearts beat
feelings of my heart could never change
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YEAR that trembled and reel'd beneath me!
Your summer wind was warm enough--yet the air I breathed froze me;
A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me;
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Love is no more.
It died as the mind dies: the pure desire
Relinquishing the blissful form it wore,
The ample joy and clarity expire.
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we all make mistakes,
i have...
im not proud but i realize what i must do.
ill fix it just because i love you.
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Many says, I want change
Want change in my time
Want change in my life
I want a change badly
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In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady. In fact, there were so few public acknowledgments of the female presence that I felt personally honored whenever nature and large ships were referred to as feminine. But as I matured, I began to resent being considered a sister to a changeling as fickle
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A m a z i n g!
Female male together! Not at the same time. Although two in one! Lifetime endless! Evolution step down here! New dimension may be or not. It’s true, sometime male sometime female. Captivating entity! Feelings change auto? Nay, two form, one after another, senses change not. Eyes.. brain.. ear.. nose.. tongue.. skin..Lips..the vigorous signifier..the honeyed source.. all these give and take media sense the same.
When become male- oh! exciting the man anticipated, adolescent Adonis or cupid, gorgeous, strong and stout, vibrant; nonetheless endowed with wisdom.
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The tides change
with the moon
The moods change
With the tide
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When I bethink me on that speech whilere,
Of Mutability, and well it weigh:
Me seems,that though she all unworthy were
Of the Heav'ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,
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Situations are altered
by a life of hardships
And you don't lean on your yesterday
Your imaginations change
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Love has its own course.
It flies on unbreakable wings.
Those who alter, change or
Engineer its path,
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Change is inevitable,
But yet we fight it, just the same.
Change is essential to our evolution.
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Change you can your hair color, not your skin;
Change you can your smile and grin: not your eyes;
Change you can your sex partners, not your kin;
Change you can your sinful life: Be soul-wise!
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~ In Between Change ~ [18 Words Poetry]
Ms. Nivedita
UK
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What gives it power makes it change its mind
At each extreme, and lean its rising rain
Down low, first one and then the other way;
In which exchange humility and pride
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As love falls down from the sky,
It lands on the wings of a butterfly.
The butterfly sings it's songs and rhymes,
And flies through the air, No concept of time.
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I am but a caterpillar
surrounded by butterflies
such beautiful creatures
I have watched many like me change
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'I am making this statement as an act of wilful defiance of military authority, because I believe the war is being
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1 I shall not wonder more, then,
2 But I shall know.
3 Leaves change, and birds, flowers,
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If I had a brontosaurus
I would name him Morris or Horace;
But if suddenly one day he had a lot of little brontosauri
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A drop or a splinter
A speck or a grain
A ray or a beam
Are but little
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Sultry heat
A tad bit softened
But concrete is still burning
With rays of summer
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we speak of the splendor of the flowers when they wither
in spring there are too many of them for us to praise
a day when the sun shall seize to shine
we will speak of its warm tender rays
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While soul leaves his own body,
People say this body is a cadaver,
They gossip and relatives cry,
Attachment and detachment fight.
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Has summer come without the rose,
Or left the bird behind?
Is the blue changed above thee,
O world! or am I blind?
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Change is a challenge
Change is a fear
Change is the change of mind
Change is a change of attitude
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who am i kidding
who could want me
who would ever accept me
why do I have to be me
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Our kisses
eager for our lips
to create
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Once in our lifetime
will go through a narrow road
where there's nobody around
We just walking all alone
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It fortifies my soul to know
That, though I perish, Truth is so:
That, howsoe'er I stray and range,
Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change.
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Summer looked for long am I:
Much shall change or e'er I die.
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Tell me no more of constancy,
The frivolous pretense
Of old age, narrow jealousy,
Disease, and want of sense.
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changes in the warmth of the soil
from spring to summer to autumn to winter
changes in the fall of rain
from warm and pattering to cold and slashing
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Sometimes life is against you
You see it turning......
From dark to darker
Wishing it's just a nightmare
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a symbol of change
a symbol of freedom
a symbol of light
a sign of beauty
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I walk amidst the moving cloud(s)
Seek its message that make it proud
Share with the world all around
Spread that joy and peace moving around!
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In moments to delight devoted,
'My life!' with tenderest tone you cry;
Dear words! on which my heart had doted,
If youth could neither fade nor die.
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So sweet love seemed that April morn,
When first we kissed beside the thorn,
So strangely sweet, it was not strange
We thought that love could never change.
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Your shinin like a star,
So bright that when we're apart,
It still seems like,
The distances is barely there..
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i experience daily growth, daily change
some addition, some subtraction,
some division of spirit, multiplication of all my selves
some positive, some otherwise
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April 22, Earth Day, who cares?
Government's don't,
The politicians don't,
Big business don't,
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Nothing is permanent
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Nothing is permanent,
Love joy sorrow and dream,
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the tangerine touch
changing colors in the sky
dark black in minutes
life on earth of a person ~
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Most days I feel
Like I am
Losing so much time
Sitting
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To whom should I ask for truth
Quest has its own array of dissolution
change seems to be art of nature
as time changes from dawn to dusk
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My heart, display toward all your friends a changeful character,
Adding into it the disposition that each one has.
Adopt the disposition of the octopus, crafty in its convolutions, which takes on
The appearance of whatever rock it has dealings with.
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Illness everywhere
Humans crying in the dark
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The brillant orange, it billows-
The tawdry burnt, to brown-
The air 'tis filled with aroma of chestnuts-
And Mesquite wood, fills the breeze, in our town!
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I know I said somethings
that maybe I shouldn't have said that day
But maybe we're both to blame
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Isolation, whether personal, corporate
Or national is never a good thing.
It's nice to see countries join forces
To tackle problems like climate change.
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September is like no other
It's days change color and weather
No other month can say quite the same
For every day, I can feel the change
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Each year I fear a little less than last
as time erodes the terrors I have known.
No longer doomed to deem the die is cast,
though 'change for change's sake' is overblown.
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Even as a child, of sorrow that we give
The dead, but little in his heart can find,
Since without need of thought to his clear mind
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Someone has to believe.
As someone needs not to believe.
A equal balance.
Let order bring chaos.
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Dog runs off with chop.
I run after chop and dog.
Catch him & make him
give it back...all...slobbery!
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You lie over heaps of sand,
hands within cheeks,
plunging into black wardrobe,
blinking eyes looking here and there,
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She stares the livelong day;
Her wig of gold is stiff and cold
And cannot change to grey.
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You can change the world
Power of your mind and hand
Holding the right tool
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Each bone contains a story of our restless spirit,
The complex pattern tells many things.
It's like nature adapting to change ~
The depth of our understanding engraved -
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Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account
of everything, there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous
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Here, ever since you went abroad,
If there be change, no change I see,
I only walk our wonted road,
The road is only walkt by me.
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Here is my philosophy:
Everything changes (the word "everything"
has just changed as the
word "change" has: it now
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The eyes of A lier show no truth, The eyes of a good lier fools those who are blind.
Seeking the truth when the devils your story, Bidding you farewell and letting you commit the sin and burn in hell, Your alone living with the lie you tell that you will only believe, You made a grave mistake.
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Every bone holds a story of our restless mind
The complex pattern tells many a thing
The nature, the adaptation to change
The depth of our understanding
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Laying on God’s green earth and staring at the far away sky blue
Then came the thought of a man I knew dressed in blue
But he quickly hauled me away with a gun in his hand and we sailed to some faraway place
Not that this was a dungeon where Hannibal Lecter* lived, indeed it was no such strange place
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when wind played music
and snowflakes danced to its tune
nature's symphony
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When you want, something new in your life,
You must be open, to change,
You can't' just rely on others,
To follow, and rearrange.
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There's change in the air
Crisp to the touch
Dry to the skin
Something is there: a weight
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Roselva says the only thing that doesn’t change
is train tracks. She’s sure of it.
The train changes, or the weeds that grow up spidery
by the side, but not the tracks.
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As we greet the emerging sign from frigid time to Spring
Soon, silver linings on skylines with feathery cotton
Storms shifts to tepid noon, monsoons with fresh atmosphere
White slips, into green in the spectral view of the snow
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I did not change, I'm just grown.
I did not lost my past, i only adding present my new one.
I'm in charge for my life revolution,
But im not responsible for others' doubt.
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Wrought with the colour
Day by day, absurd chain
Change to the at most best
In all features and nature
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