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 Jul 2013 thinklef
st64
eternal thanks to the likes of open flowers as these
always a-blossom
rendering life
so worth
living


1.
“But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it *most
?”
― Mark Twain

2.
“The trouble is not in dying for a friend, but in finding a friend worth dying for.”
― Mark Twain

3.
“If you don't read the newspaper, you're uninformed. If you read the newspaper, you're mis-informed.”
― Mark Twain


4.
“Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.”
― Mark Twain


5.
“You believe in a book that has talking animals, wizards, witches, demons, sticks turning into snakes, burning bushes, food falling from the sky, people walking on water, and all sorts of magical, absurd and primitive stories, and you say that we are the ones that need help?”
― Mark Twain


6.
“I've lived through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.”
― Mark Twain


7.
“The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer someone else up.”
― Mark Twain


8.
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
― Mark Twain

9.
“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
― Mark Twain


10.
“A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain.”
― Mark Twain


11.
“A clear conscience is the sure sign of a bad memory.”
― Mark Twain



12.
“Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.”
― Mark Twain


13.
“There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.”
― Mark Twain


14.
“Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
― Mark Twain


15.
“Why do you sit there looking like an envelope without any address on it?”
― Mark Twain


16.
“I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and **** him.”
― Mark Twain


17.
“Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has laid an egg cackles as if she had laid an asteroid.”
― Mark Twain


18.
“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.”
― Mark Twain


19.
“He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.”
― Mark Twain



20.
“Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.”
― Mark Twain






Source:
http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/1244.Mark_Twain?page=10




S T, 2 June 2013
Feeling inspired by Mark Twain, of late....oh, the fine thoughts which spilled from him ...wow.

Samuel Langhorne Clemens (November 30, 1835 – April 21, 1910),[1] better known by his pen name Mark Twain, was an American author and humorist. He wrote The Adventures of Tom Sawyer (1876) and its sequel, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1885),[2] the latter often called "the Great American Novel." (WikiPedia)

Also listening to 'Scarborough Fair'.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEhAXQ5QQzs





Sub-entry:  “faire”

1.
will ye go to the faire with me, dear thing?
walk over the lea and pick wild daisies for yer hair
please, let me whisper sweet honeyed songs in yer mind .

2.
deep-red apple-toffee syrup on yer cotton shirt
oh, I have something splendid to give ye this eve
we share moonlit love under a twinkling canopy.

3.
come with me..

(oh yes :)

 Jul 2013 thinklef
samasati
one day
 Jul 2013 thinklef
samasati
I find it funny that the first time we ever kissed,
your lips only barely brushed mine
like light wind upon sand,
moving my heart just a little bit, but not quite enough for me to kiss you back,

it was an agonizing craving 

because wanting to mimic your lips
with mine as badly as I did
had been quietly, yet evidently
suppressed with my palm
pressed up against your chest 

to push you away

maybe it’s not funny after all

but at the time, I wasn’t aware of what it would feel like 

to lose you

when your arms were gently wrapped around me under white fluffy blankets

and your whisper
sent me into
a lullaby of tranquility  
I was safe there, a lucky penny
put inside your pocket

I didn’t know, one day, I would let my head go

and kiss you back
until there were no more clothes or distractions,

the piercing judgments cloaked underneath our timeless innocence 
 


I didn’t know, one day, I’d be as loved as a flower is loved by the sun
and soil
and that my heart would make itself entirely available to be nurtured



I still find it funny the night we held hands 

all the way to the bus stop 

and skipped a little like children on their way to school in the summertime

when the bus pulled up, you kissed me but I didn’t place a palm
to push you away

this time,
regardless of how many passengers
would see us

underneath the moonlight 

it just felt right



and I find it really beautiful 

when you let me cry like a small child that had just lost both of her parents
in a car accident

my snot got all over your t-shirt and all you did was rub my back
and whisper

I love you, sweetie



I didn’t know, one day, when you called
to tell me 

those exact same words,

I would hang up on you

because being that loved would become as
terrifying
as letting go of sickness

I didn’t know, one day, I would welcome you into my heart with
tantric grace,
and another day, attack you with
my own self loathing, 

creating a moat around my trueness so you could never get in again

I think I mostly find our first kiss funny

because I knew you knew
I wanted to kiss you back

the entire time

but waited months instead  

and you were okay with that

I didn’t know, one day, missing you
would make my heart ache
like one million pins were stuck in it

I didn’t know, one day, I’d be as ready
as this
but it’d be too late
You are moving on, you are saying goodbye
I can't leave your mind, I'll be in your eye
You are parting way to go away from me
My face in your heart, you are far from free.
You are moving on, you are saying goodbye
It won't be easy, when you take off to fly
You'll feel the pull of staying back again,
To recreate the love and ignore the pain.
You are moving on, you are saying goodbye
It all sounds so unreal, your eyes aren't dry
You wish you could stop, retrace the lost way
To tell me just once, what you never did say.
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Sharina Saad
I am a dreamer
A pure dreamer
Surround myself with the believers
Still I find myself dreaming..
Surround myself with the thinkers...
I dream still of rhymes and unpublished poetry
Surround myself with the doers
Been bombarded with a question...
Is your life a poetry?
I am a dreamer.. yes
But I love to be with the doers, the believers and thinkers,
but most of all,
I surround myself with those
who speak the truth when they criticizes
so I could polish myself...
till I shine...
at least I could still learn...
humbly educate myself...
with the things I don't know
or unsure about...
I surround myself with those who see
the greatness within me,
when I myself  fail to see ....
I may be a dreamer
but nothing begins...
without first a dream.....
they are bound
they are kept in
they are never allowed
to be free
under containment
what do I speak of
they are my words
at a past location
they'd been
scrutinized
checked
observed
to
make
sure
that
none
of
them
were too free in their expression
for a strict code
of
conduct
was
in
place
and far too often
I'd
gone
out
of
the
rules
borders
so much for saying
what one
really
wants
to
say
at my previous location
that
right
was
taken
away
it's
as
though
the straight jacket
had been placed
on
my
words
and
it
to me
seems
rather
absurd
Unspeakable acts have taken place
In the churches of so called grace
The clergy hide under their steeples
And deny these affronts to the people

The victims are left in a shattered state
And for justice long have to wait
A case in fact I'll relate to all of you here
About a girl so innocent and dear

She had the displeasure of a priest fondling her
In the vestry where God's eyes were turned away from her
On a recent sojourn back to our small country town
She refused to enter the church grounds

Memories of her shocking ****** abuse are etched in her head
And none of them will ever be properly put to bed
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Kripi
I started accepting
That is what you haven't
This is all what you have
I haven't experienced Mother's love
Hence...i don't understand
The Word Mother

I remember that crucial stage
Of my life
When i was suffering from
The worst time
Yes...I remember those days
She was behaving like an enemy
Rather than a mother
At that time...I need her
I was completley alone
I have cried each and every night
I need then only my mother
But it was not in my destiny
It is not in my destiny
Hence...i don't understand
The Word Mother

I have Mother...but not her love
Whenever ...i get a shove
My Mother doesn't hold me
I am supportless i.e i have not Mother's love
Hence...i don't understand
**The Word Mother
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Sir B
Lying down
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Sir B
Don't lie down
Not right now
Not in the snow
Because it will eat
You

It will make you dream
And show you possibilities
Of
Death

But we still have ways to go,
So get up..
Inspiration from the book "Night" by Elie Weisel
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