"unselfishness" poems
Luxuria (Lust)
Asmodeus demon of lust
carnal manipulator
****** captor
Castitas (Chastity)
Embracing virtue
honorable wholesomeness
not through one’s weakness
Gula (Gluttony)
The egocentricity
with which the Lord of the flies
upon us relies
Temperantia (Temperance)
practicing restraint
prudence to judge with regard
remaining on guard
Avaritia (Greed)
The Mammon demon
controlling the warmonger
with vows of power.
Caritas (Charity)
Crave unselfishness
give unreserved empathy
love and sympathy
Acedia (Sloth)
Deny grace and God
so evil shall become fact
when we fail to act
Industria (Diligence)
Fortitude is a must
persistence in conviction
zealous for passion
Ira (Wrath)
In its purest form
presents violence and hate
Satan’s fate
Patientia (Patience)
mercy to haters
receiving the grace to forgive
rewards are massive
Superbia (Pride)
Lucifer’s downfall
for excessive vanity
destroys humility
Humanitas (Kindness)
Sympathy without bias
belief without bitterness
inspire kindness
Invidia (Envy)
resentful passion
an insatiable desire
potent cause of dire
Humilitas (Humility)
think of yourself less
and not think less of yourself
don’t exalt oneself
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 3:36 AM UTC
lɑːˈ(d)ʒɛs/ noun
magnanimity,
*generosity,
liberality,
munificence,
bountifulness,
beneficence,
altruism,
charity,
kindness,
lavishness,
unselfishness*
pretium est princeps unde redderent, quia munera(1)
τραγική, η τιμή
Σας έκανε να πληρώσετε
για αυτό
tragikí̱ , i̱ timí̱
Sas ékane na pli̱ró̱sete
gia af̱tó(2)
nu ligga död
botten av gropen(3)
nocht, ach le haghaidh an salachar
Chaith mé a chuirtear air(4)
Take your largesse and squeeze it where the sun never sees(5)
We all laid down
just as well
The master cut
the puppet strings
and we all
just
fell....
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
Often, we men take for granted,
That you've simply performed an edict of biologic cyclical reproduction.
And not wonder of the incredible largesse that has befallen us.
I am so profoundly transformed by the beauty of your love and your unselfishness.
Though we men oft complain of the seemingly irrelative by-products of this process we go through,
None can compare to the bloating, frequent urination, nausea, emotional turmoil,
Weight gain, wacky food choices, back pain, impatience, depression, negative self-image,
Waddle walk, belly steering wheel dilemma, inability to tie your shoes, hunger,
Relationship insecurity, cornucopiate vomitus, skinny lady envy, clothes no longer fit-itis,
Swelling ankles, chocolate cravings, diarrhea, headaches, pelvic pain, stretch marks, and what should be unlawful super odorous flatulence.
What you've done for us in the space and time of nine months
Is nothing short of the joyous miracle God has bestowed upon us.
I am awestruck that the place I pleasure in most for its tightness and firmness,
Was stretched beyond the limits of what I fear I will never be able to compete with.
I love you as no other man has loved any other woman,
My heart's eyes swell with tears, as it can not express or contain this overwhelming feeling.
For the love I see in their eyes, the endearment I feel when they utter my name(Dad!)
The gift of our three children, aside from the love of my God, and the fascinating adventure of our wedding and marriage, will never be superseded by any other joy; and for which I am forever truly and entirely grateful...!!!
-----ChawzzyScript
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 2:42 PM UTC
1.
I used to bathe in the light of your love....
It suffused me with buoyancy.
It taught me to be gentle and kind.
You showed me how to be soft-hearted and giving.
I learnt unselfishness and endurance from you, through our trials against the world.
2.
I rode high
Aloft, on winds
On winds
Of your indulgence in me
Oh, and how we rode.
Together.
3.
We were in poverty.....yet we shared everything
Together.
We were harassed by forces.... yet we stood our ground
Together.
We were inexperienced in life....yet bent with humility
Together.
We were dreamers, you and I......and we strove
Together.
We were dealt untimely blows....but we faced them
Together.
We lost some big stuff along the way....and we cried, babe
Together.
We were blessed with wings....and we flew far (away)
Together.
We were roofless once...yet we took shelter from the cold
Together.
We shared triumphs and buffeted storms of adversity.
Together.
4.
We ate together.
We drank together.
We bathed together.
We shared everything!
Together.
We slept
Together.
We loved each other...
Oh, how we loved each other!
We ...... b-r-e-a-t-h-e-d .....
Together.
(Like now ..... in our garden)
S T, 03-04-2013
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 2:00 PM UTC
A TRIBUTE TO MY UNIQUE MOM
I would love to tell you,
About my unique mother,
Not SHE but HE is my true from other,
Yes! HE,
i accidently met him in my school,
i so underestimated his love, i was fool.
He loves me , He cares for me,
He tries for me, he cries for me,
He teachs in the amazing easiest form
That I never ever thinked of ,
I learn that things so easily ,
That sometimes I feels if I had wings to off,
He helped me out whenever
His help I sought,
He apologies even on my faults.
A unique mom with pure soul
Yes he treats me like a baby doll
For the soul with unselfishness thoughts
I got everything he brought,
i kissed him on his cheeks
that feel i never felt before,
he grabbed my waist and left me with that seek,
His flawless love for me as his child,
With the the pure heart and love so mild,
His hands on my head at night
makes me sleep with love so devine,
He don’t only calls me his bachhaa in miss
I actually feels that when he use to kiss,
That’s the only sure affection
I think its bliss…
second time we met in a restro, he bought a ring
after thinking a lot, i accepted that ring and gave him my everything
once, I suddenly hug him so tightly
That my head takes place
In his chest so nicely.
Yes he’s my love too
But before that he have to love me so,’.
He didn’t get irritated with me ,
As a mother never use to be.
His hug gives me the whole rest,
Yes! for me his hands are best,
With the perfect sleep it fills
There is no need me to take any pills.
My real mumma even don’t care of my crust,
But my mumma don’t take his meal
Without me to have it first,
My real mummma don’t even know
When I cry,
And mumma! he feels my breathing so high,
He knows how to control my fast breath,
In a seconds he use to vanish it.
Hes arms takes me to the heaven,
But the only heaven I want ,
because
Not that one the god had given.
Please god let me live with this flaw,
I don’t wanna leave and cant even go!
i love you pratik
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
what happens
when your hours of sobriety
vanish ever so slowly
from
ten to six to five to two?
what happens
when you realize this drama
you keep complaining of
has nothing to do with anyone else
and everything to do with you?
what happens when I reach the age
that you were when you
gave birth to me?
will you finally cry
tears of unselfishness,
will you curl up in my arms
and ask me to sing you a lullaby
that sums up what I've learned
about womanhood?
will you feel how it feels
to have lived so long
without comfort or courage
to stay standing strong?
what happens when I can't decide
which side of you I want to be around
when I choose to stop choosing
when I feel without losing
when you love without using
up all the good parts
of me?
but I don't want you only
in the daytime
I want you all the time
maybe because I'm greedy
maybe because I'm needy
or maybe because it is one of the most
natural wants in the world.
you want a peer to get drunk with
not a daughter to fall in love with
my heart keeps
weakening
over all of this.
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 1:05 PM UTC
there’s someone in the shadows
I don’t know his name
I don’t know his face
I know his strengths
I know his bravery
I know his unselfishness
he hides the horror
he calms my fears
I smile ... I sing … I game ..
while he fights for me
he takes care of me
he gives up everything for me
he doesn’t sleep
he crawls in darkness
he suffers
he dies !
he is alone ....
he can’t have a family
pain, fear, absence,
he can’t
he does it for me
je does it for love
to allow me to be happy
to make me feel safe
He doesn’t know my name
He doesn’t know my face
but he takes care of me
... I know you
I know who you are....
... just a hero
my hero
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC
I know words can't describe fully,
How I feel her truly!
She showers me always with her shining,
And I see our soul obliquely reflecting!
No one will ever love me as much she does,
And it is there from beginning to end.
How she excited to give birth to me, so greatful for being her daughter.
I am very thankful and anxious to God for giving me a chance to repeat HER!
I appreciate,
Her unselfishness motherhood,
And her unconditional love.
My first and forever, friend and fan!
She never grows old, she always does the best!
And she is, how my mother.
Mar 16, 2022
Mar 16, 2022 at 9:35 AM UTC
You put forth and claim you loved me;
And with a murmur
who purrs like my cat
Kindly as sundown to nightfall myself
in such manner—
O' dazzling days o ' ember
Ye, sayeth now you love but
then thine gloaming lips
You say you are at blitheness
Although mired than silhouetted
by pouting kisses
But you say,
You love me
While midst sublime to yours
Beguiling passions, abets
Breathtaking verses,
sweats out of me
I'd love for you to open up
A Fire-burning ardent desires
My God, can you hear me whispering
My amazing Lord!
Please give me my soul mate
to cuddle
and ******
Ahhs of snuggles
Don't let me go this thine nuzzles !
I wanna be entwined unto the shadows
Of blamelessness..
I will fly to you,
so please put a halt for me
But only one thing I doubted about,
Herein hearty Eros of God's love
wherein this immortality is made of,
And die in it,
Yet cherishes was in my
Brain trust, thinking, sweetly,
Oh come to me in my dreams
Whist starring beams
with schisms
Thy butterfly kiss
Thou renew though begotten vow soonest
We can't win 'em all as best
behaviors chronic, in stills
Thou when dost wakes up
As much-needed hopes
our love into the deepest
enchantments of all essence
Oh me, inquesting questions,
Sowith love never-ending failures
Ne'erland of promised lands
Shying away lessons - learned amass
let alone revisiting sadness,
at hand
Oh dear Thee, behold, love me truly!
Once more, wish you could be here
so no more storms to adhere
More so thy moment of September
deemed Saint Cupid's calls for
Quasi-sweeter
Lest my mindset a trendsetter
Let alone sustainable care
You utter
and care
For a favor
In return I can't take it back
But go ahead, come on rays of light
Tough 'love' and found 'lust'
we gonna kiss the disturbed dust
In silence when we must
Unselfishness thoroughfares
and I can't help it but be just..
Oh com'on love me with all thine heart!
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
When I think about her unselfishness.
And the way she goes the distant to protect me.
I can't help but respect her heart of love.
To her, I give myself.
To her only and no one else.
To her, I give respect.
To the end, it's her I will protect.
When I'm ill she nurses me back to healty.
Just her kindness shows me so much wealth.
That her heart would represent gold.
If asked for something to compare her too.
To her, I would give my life.
To her, I sacrifice my dreams.
If it means that she achieve hers.
To her, I give my love.
I've been blessed with her from God above.
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 8:40 AM UTC
Surpass limitations of a promised prophet,
No man can ever break your spirit of value.
It is the show and seal of nature's flawless,
My only mother, I will always love you.
I give you a lot of credit when know one else will.
Continue to work on your craft mama it’s an amazing skill.
Mastery of Sacrifices and unselfishness.
When I ask God for guidance,
He tells me to call on you.
Reminiscing faith on reliance
You never want me to quit, just push through.
Nevertheless, you are my greatest hero.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 2:10 AM UTC
Love is the key that unlocks the door to let joy into your life
Love is the rock of faith upon which it stands towering high above
Mistrust and fear. Seeds of unselfishness allow love to flow and nourish Each soul that it touches
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
I'm smile, when I see you.
I smile, at your photograph.
Friends seem to read me.
And begins to ask me various things.
All I ever say, you're the one that got away.
You had the charm.
You had the look and the smile.
You had it all that I was looking for.
You were in my mind, my everything.
I write about you in poems, I write.
I dream about you still, in my sleep at night.
Cause you're the one that got away.
You had the faith to attract many to visit church.
You had that confidence that others notice in your presence.
You had unselfishness to help every single one.
But than many know, you was the one that I know I loved so.
And as I smile, whenever we meet.
I greet you kindly with the deepest of respect.
Cause you was the one that got away.
Yes, those was the happiest of my days.
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
We, humans, are naturally selfish
We want to survive in this cruel word,
Sometimes even an act of unselfishness are selfish,
Katulad ng pagbibigay sa mga nangangailangan,
hindi ba't tayong mga tao ay nagbibigay
dahil deep inside sa'tin ay alam nating babalik ang kabutihang iyon?
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
I saw your smile.
I saw your love.
I saw your kindness.
Others, saw your color.
Then the trouble started.
They used scriptures to twist around the message.
On , why we are no good for each other?
Except, they can't deter us from love.
I saw your charm.
I saw your unselfishness.
I felt your love.
Others, saw your color.
Then the trouble started.
They started to offer opinions about others feelings.
What would so and so think?
Last , I check concerning us.
They are in charged of us.
We on a journey to built our world.
Either they can be apart of it.
Of hold on to regrets and wishes.
Cause I saw you.
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC
Contentment left me discontented,
dissatisfied with satisfaction.
Unselfishness left me resented,
attractiveness was no attraction.
Couldn’t depend on dependable,
and it was hard when it was easy.
Neediness became expendable,
and too much calm made me feel queasy.
Lost all passion for the passionate,
conflicted by the lack of conflict.
No more heart to be compassionate,
found imperfection in the perfect.
A good enough love was never good,
finding those loves not worth looking for.
I know now what I then understood—
love like ours is everything and more.
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 11:14 PM UTC
You ever get the feeling of erasing everything you
Ever wrote and start all over again?
Your world changes and something enters in
And lets you know whatever was bothering you
At that time doesn't really matter in light of things
So much importance on loving the ones that matter
And try to let others in even for a brief moment
And experience the essence of life and love
Hatred does no good, it only rots the spirit
I've spent too much time on expressing my anger
Maybe that's not the way to go, there is no reward
Just suffocating my heart and I can't catch any air
I want to toss all the anger aside and focus my
Attention on the principles of life; like love, honesty
Purity, and unselfishness. The world would be a
Much peaceful place if others stopped with the
Fighting, whether on the streets or in the home,
It would be a much brighter arena if others just
Really truly understood that we are all connected.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 4:17 PM UTC
Darling do you have any idea what you've done?
It's a dangerous thing, flying this close to the sun,
You are being selfish, ruthless,
Yet you continue to fly on,
But what will happen when your wings melt away?
What will happen when you take too much and end up with nothing that will stay?
Icarus, my beautiful fool, if you fall from such a height, I may not be able to catch you,
Not without destroying myself too,
So my angel, you must decide,
Fall or stay by my side,
For the glory of the sky lasts but a minute,
But the unselfishness of love lasts a lifetime,
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC
Wish your mothers a very happy mother's day
Our mothers are portraits of unselfishness
She always love us without wishing anything
from us...........................
Mom, I want to gift you on this day till my death...
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:15 AM UTC
I certainly realised when I wrote "There Are Daughters…” that not everyone had children, and I don’t mean to make anyone feel sad. When I write, (which is everyday), I simply become, shall we say, attached to a phrase or the seed of an idea; even a rhythm or a word or funny rhyme. These can take me in any direction. This process has led to 19 books with two more on the way.
It’s a kind of yoga, a mental training - and the most unexpected ideas come out - ideas which I work on and refine. I write on anything at hand. Just today, I found 4 scraps, one dating back to 2015. I’ll show you.
Notes found…refined, completed.
This Brain
This brain invades
The good, the bad:
Everything that’s done, not done.
And so I try
To purify
The brain
And turn
Invasion into
Sympathetic action.
This Brain 2.27.2020 Nature of & In Reality; Circling Round Experience; Arlene Nover Corwin
After Surgery
After surgery
One is like the princess and the pea,
Feeling every crevice
On each surface.
After surgery
One’s sore, and golly, gee,
All parts exposed or not
Are vulnerable,
Incapable
But filled with the potential
Of life ahead,
For one day you’ll get out of bed,
Participate in daily doings:
Cleaning, practicing and ********
We’ll see
How afterwards can be!
After Surgery 2.27.2020 Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Experience; Arlene Nover Corwin
Dear Friends
Dear friends,
You’ll never know the inspiration
You have been,
And what I’ve learned
Of gratitude and giving,
And what I lacked..
You’ve helped change aims,
And I will never be the same,
Hoping I survive and have the chance
To show the learning’s knowing
Filled with just one speck
Of your munificence, unselfishness
And open-handedness.
Dear Friends 10.10.2019/2.27.2020 Arlene Nover Corwin
I Have Become
I have become yours
To grow in your power;
Grow and flower
Over self-love’s lowest.
Wow!
How a syllable inspires.
I Have Become 10.25.2019/2.27.2020 Circling Round Experience; Arlene Nover Corwin
It Sneaks Up
It sneaks up: autumn,
And Huston sings “September Song”.
A rainbow arches:
Purple, blue, green, yellow, orange.
One can’t tell because
They blend and fade.
You’re stuck there at the window,
Captivated.
It Sneaks Up 12.15.2015/2.27.2020 Circling Round Nature II; Arlene Nover Corwin
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC