All Quotes By Tag: Poem

“Time is the real emperor and there is no space for any pride since time flies and blows away anything.”

“Till the time you realize your conquest you already reach that stage when you start losing the grip.”

“One may never get to know how fast the time travels till the one gets in that position to race against the time.”

“Go for it because for all those moments that you would make up your mind the other might have already rushed for it.”

“You are not white,but a rainbow of colors.You are not black,but golden.You are not just a nationality,but a citizen of the world.You are not just for the right or left,but for what is right over the wrong.You are not just rich or poor,but always wealthy in the mind and heart.You are not perfect, but flawed.You are flawed, but you are just.You may just be conscious human,but you are also a magnificentreflection of God.”

“WONDERLANDIt is a person’s unquenchable thirst for wonderThat sets them on their initial quest for truth.The more doors you open, the smaller you become.The more places you see and the more people you meet,The greater your curiosity grows.The greater your curiosity, the more you will wander.The more you wander, the greater the wonder.The more you quench your thirst for wonder,The more you drink from the cup of life.The more you see and experience, the closer to truth you become.The more languages you learn, the more truths you can unravel.And the more countries you travel, the greater your understanding.And the greater your understanding, the less you see differences.And the more knowledge you gain, the wider your perspective,And the wider your perspective, the lesser your ignorance.Hence, the more wisdom you gain, the smaller you feel.And the smaller you feel, the greater you become.The more you see, the more you love –The more you love, the less walls you see.The more doors you are willing to open,The less close-minded you will be.The more open-minded you are,The more open your heart.And the more open your heart,The more you will be able to Send and receive –Truth and TRUEUnconditionalLOVE.”

“Three things have a limited threshold:Time, pain, and death.While truth, love, and knowledge –Are boundless.”

“BEWARE OF THOSEBeware of those who are bitter,For they will never allow youTo enjoy your fruit.Beware of those who criticize youWhen you deserve some praise for an achievement,For they secretly desire to be worshiped.Beware of those who are needy or stingy,For they would rather sting youThan give you anything.Beware of those who are always hungry.They will feed you to the wolvesJust to get paid.Beware of those who speak negativelyAbout everything and everybody.A negative person will never sayA positive thing about you.Beware of those who are boredAnd not passionate about life.They will bore you with reasons for not living.Beware of those who are too focused withPolishing and beautifying their outer shells.They lack true substance to understandThat genuine beauty is in the heartthat resides inside.Beware of those who step in the path of your dreams.They only dream to have the abilityTo take half your steps.Beware of those who steer you awayFrom your heart’s true happiness.It would make them happy to see youSteer yourself next to them,Sitting with both your hearts bitter.Those who are critical don’t like being criticized,And those who are insensitive have a deficiency in their senses.And finally,Beware of those who tell you to BEWARE.They are too aware of everything –And live alone, scared.BEWARE OF THOSE by Suzy Kassem”

“People drink democracy in a glass of teabut night falls, again.”

“The language of a river inscribesover eyes of moths and fliesthe navel of the land is a lake.”

“Sunrise, Grand Canyon We stand on the edge, the fallInto depth, the ascentOf light revelatory, the canyon walls movingUp out ofShadow, litColors of the layers cuttingDown through darkness, sunrise as itPasses aPrecipitate of the river, its burnt tangerineFlare brief, jaggedBleeding above the far rim for a splitSecond I have imaginedYou here with me, watching day’s onslaught Standing in your bones-they seemImplied in the record almostBy chance- fossil remains heldIn abundance in the walls, exposedBy freeze and thaw, beautiful like a theory statingWho we are isCarried forward by the xChromosome down the matrilineal lineRecessive and riverine, you likeMe aberrant and bittersweet…Riding the highColorado Plateau as the opposingContinental plates force it overA mile upward without buckling, smoothTensed, muscular fundament, your bonesYet to be wrapped around mine-This will come later, when I returnTo your place and time…The geologic cross section Of the canyonDroppingFrom where I stand, hundreds millions of shades of terra cotta, of copperManganese and rust, the many varieties of stone-Silt, sand, and slate, even “greenRiver rock…”my body voicing its immenseGenetic imperatives, human geology falling awayInto aDepth i am still unprepared forThe canyon cutting down to The great unconformity, a layer So named by the lack Of any fossil evidence to hypothesizeAbout and date suchA remote time by, at last no possibleRetrospective certainties…John Barton”

“I think maybe today a poem I hopeafter breakfast I start tryingpulling it out of my own gutmostly by force”

“Take a tram ride today.
Recognise a dear friend in everyone around. 
Speak kindly to yourself.
It is only your thoughts that bring you fear.
You’ve been through a lot. 
There is perfect peace in this moment.”

“You know that thingYou do so well,That little sparkYou hideIn the dark,That you thinkNobodyKnowsAboutButYou?Well,Did you knowThatThere’sA sheenThat you beam,When you talkOr doAnything,That everyoneKnowsAboutButYou?SOUL SHINE by Suzy KassemRISE UP AND SALUTE THE SUN, 2010”

“I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.”