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  • It is difficultto get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lackof what is found there.
    It is difficultto get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lackof what is found there.
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  • You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing, and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand, for all that is life.

    — Jiddu Krishnamurti
    You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing, and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand, for all that is life. — Jiddu Krishnamurti
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  • But I was always coming here. I though about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.
    But I was always coming here. I though about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.
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  • I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth's sweet flowing breast;A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree.
    I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree.A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth's sweet flowing breast;A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree.
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  • Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly.
    Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly.
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  • What Is life without love?
    It would be an empty space.

    #poeticthought #poetry #poems #creativity
    What Is life without love? It would be an empty space. #poeticthought #poetry #poems #creativity
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  • There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't.
    There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't.
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  • The Ibibio people have a rich tradition of storytelling through oral literature, including:

    - Folktales (e.g., myths, legends, fables)
    - Proverbs and sayings
    - Riddles and puzzles
    - Epic poems and songs
    - Historical accounts and genealogies

    These stories convey moral lessons, cultural values, and historical events, passing down Ibibio heritage and wisdom from one generation to the next.
    The Ibibio people have a rich tradition of storytelling through oral literature, including: - Folktales (e.g., myths, legends, fables) - Proverbs and sayings - Riddles and puzzles - Epic poems and songs - Historical accounts and genealogies These stories convey moral lessons, cultural values, and historical events, passing down Ibibio heritage and wisdom from one generation to the next.
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  • Everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator
    Everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator
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  • POEMS FOR BIRDS
    Wings of wonder, feathers bright,
    Songs of joy, in morning light,
    Birds take flight, with gentle grace,
    Spreading beauty, in every place.

    Their sweet melodies fill the air,
    As they soar, without a care,
    Freedom's spirit, they embody true,
    A symbol of hope, for me and you.
    POEMS FOR BIRDS 🐦 Wings of wonder, feathers bright, Songs of joy, in morning light, Birds take flight, with gentle grace, Spreading beauty, in every place. Their sweet melodies fill the air, As they soar, without a care, Freedom's spirit, they embody true, A symbol of hope, for me and you.
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