Archive for January, 2009
I love my homework, Yes I do! I do my homework, Yes I do! Can you imagine why, I never start to cry, ‘Oh my homework’s just too much! ‘ ever let it out of my clutch, My homework’s are emty Tutor doesn’t shout ‘ Memty! ‘ I have not seen anything so fair, I […]
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Homework! Oh, homework! I hate you! You stink! I wish I could wash you away in the sink. If only a bomb would explode you to bits. Homework! Oh, homework! You’re giving me fits. I’d rather take baths with a man-eating shark, or wrestle a lion alone in the dark, eat spinach and liver, pet […]
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Sometimes my homework is small Sometimes my homework is long But whenever i do my homework My homework is always wrong Sometimes I do my homework at a slow pace Sometimes I do my homework in the fast lane But however I do my homework my homework is still a pain Sometimes my homework is […]
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Hope is a subtle Glutton — He feeds upon the Fair — And yet — inspected closely What Abstinence is there — His is the Halcyon Table — That never seats but One — And whatsoever is consumed The same amount remain by Emily Dickinson
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The way Hope builds his House It is not with a sill — Nor Rafter — has that Edifice But only Pinnacle — Abode in as supreme This superficies As if it were of Ledges smit Or mortised with the Laws by Emily Dickinson
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A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in The mind was built for mighty Freight For dread occasion planned How often foundering at Sea Ostensibly, on Land A not admitting of the wound Until it grew so wide That […]
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Transl. Daniel Ladinksky What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure? I think it is the hope of loving, or being loved. I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey to find its source, and how the moon wept without her lover’s warm gaze. We weep when light does not […]
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Sweet is my hope. Pure is the life of my hope. With my sweet hope I try to reach the higher worlds. With my pure hope I try to fathom my inner worlds. But alas, In neither way do I succeed. I fail, I miserably fail. By: Sri Chinmoy
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What hope means Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at the bay Hope is gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough hope is seeking more when others think u had enough What hope means Hope is dreaming of tommorow Hope is simmering under […]
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Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land And […]
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