Nay Poems - Poems about Nay

Nay say I the cart will not be put before the horse wisdom as old as time I will therefore not tacitly or overtly tip the nod in “bro” fashion in support of your comments about your wife’s cooking not until I have dined at her table and tasted her cooking which I am sure cannot be as bad as you say it is I...

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Most times, I feel just great. Most times, I have nothing that aches. Most times, I climb those stairs with gusto, as the blood in my aging veins increases its flow. Believe me when I say, "I've earned these stripes". These creeping wrinkles on my neck; These lines racing across my forehead; These softening gums beneath my teeth; These golden strings springing from...

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Sometimes, in speech we stray With what we rashly say, While attention ears pay Our lips allowed their way... Worse when our mood is gay Or we forgot to pray, Now to Free Mistakes 'prey' Listener's bright face turns grey. Speech don't make like you may; Cigar stubbed out on tray; Some shall like donkeys bray, Some end up in sick bay... To reckless speech 'say nay' You'd...

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meaner than greener the other side of barb wire open hands get cut ***...

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The first snowfall of the year arrived today bringing fresh falling snow, it was time to play snowballs went flying Adam went crying and the twins got a licking for just saying nay ! ...

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LET YOUR YEA MEAN YEA AND YOUR NAY MEAN NAY Speaking of forgiveness: If you say you did - but you didn’t, if you said you do - but you don’t. Who gets cheated? If a person asks for forgiveness and you said you have but you haven’t; Said you did - but you don’t, and...

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Sometimes its an aye, aye, aye Instead of saying nay, nay, nay; Patience is a virtue So hold it, can you? If you can then go, go, go! Life goes on the way we like it to. They said, 'wait till you become so be it; And when it's you who'll reach the climb give't a break: For what's worst than being pricked with broken...

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Immersed unprepared and unaware in the wrelm of torture, raised by the tormented and confused, told to smile while our cheeks are bruised, creating pariahs out of those who dare to say nay to the way of things ,how dare they not just sway with things while the sickest get away with things...

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first impression was great. wonderful smile, enthusiastic, glad to be hired, upbeat and positive. second impression, more of the same. fantastically caring, kind. Gets along with all of the like-minded staff members. third impression – friendly, honest, willing to pitch in and do without much direction. rumors swirled. She’s uppity; she thinks she is all that; she is too confident. TOO confident? ...

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Rise up and ignite the freedom fire Save Democracy before it's gone Republic about to be Empire Orange Julius crossing Rubicon...

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Always be a blossom with fragrance-hue Shaking thee in half a quake, from tip to toe, Thy will be touched by a drop of soft dew For continuity of nexus is our vow. The blue-moon time that opens thine petal-lips-fresh Can freeze the ocean; make the rock melt in joy- Only a pace in...

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Bharathidasan’s “Pulikku nay enta muulai” (To the Tiger, the Dog knows no safe dwelling!) translated by T. Wignesan Bharathidasan (1891-1964) was a self-proclaimed disciple of the eminent Brahmin poet: Cuppiramania Bharathiyar (cf. two poems of his already posted). Born in Pondicherry – a French enclave in Tamil Nadu - he solded a lasting friendship with...

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Limerick: A hundred years ago, nay, fifty A hundred years ago, nay, fifty Who dared prod the female anatomy Now men ride rough shod On toll-free wide road Ere steam-roller dries tar in a jiffy! © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015...

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Isn't it ironic that the only way I’d watch 50 Shades is if you tied me to a chair and forced me to...

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Nay greet for me, I yet live ne'er was I a bairn to ye mind me ere I once were when drouthy neibors met t'were to tak a dram or two ...

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