Tolerance Poems - Poems about Tolerance

A new Pope A new hope Farewell to Pope Francis Who did a wonderful job as a great clergy As we know, age believes in no dynasty We come and we go like a kiss New blood is needed from time to time And of course, that’s natural; that’s not a crime Novum papam habemus Novum spem habemus We have a new hope We have a...

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Chocolates, hearts and flowers are ubiquitous in the markets or stores It is like a frenzy storm, like heavy raindrops rushing through the gutters I am told at the big mall, it’s like Christmas Eve, where procrastinators Are buying boxes of chocolate, flowers, candies of all kinds and colors Candles, jewelries, intimate pajamas, and sexy accessories for loved ones Wow!...

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we should not be worry about problems they make us stronger and more powerful do not be sad, do not worry be quite happy good natured tolerance of delay is cool anyway, things should have their times ...

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Tired of waiting ...

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Believe it or not The Parson is right We shall return with zeroes Many zeroes. Let’s be Heroes For and to the world. Let’s not be selfish Because we shall return with zilch With nada, mit nichts, perhaps with empty zeroes Which mean nothing. Let’s pause To think. Let’s be wise and humble Love is essential. When the trees tremble And fall; when the...

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"Instead of expressing exasperation, think toleration." ...

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Giordano Bruno looked up at night Suggested stars were suns, not just points of light Planets might circle those many suns They might even have life, we might not be the only ones The Church called his words a crime, not just a mistake For this heresy, they burned him at the stake. If your ideas undermine the narrative, you're...

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UNITED Conflict within my own mind, Not knowing where to stand. Deciding to take the time To research and understand. One must, when one aligns, With one team or the other, Walk a mile in their shoes, To feel how they must suffer. Every choice made by me Filters through my faith. Not what man says is True, being fallible, we make mistakes....

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What is mist in my demeanour, makes me fray when I am touched, the thread is just a little leaner, when the rug is pulled too much. Adjust the light, reduce the glare, the eyes will compensate the glow with just the right influx of air, the breath will gently ease its flow. Call from the candle, the patterned handle, generates the heat of light,...

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In the heart of the art, love steps in breathing slowly. The blue, the brown and the green stripped of all modesty submits to red. A leg here, an arm there, confusion cliched. The painter tries to shape form in his brush But the canvas holds sounds long silenced. Sweat and pain paint a picture of tolerance And anguish sucks in...

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You can't grow extra eyes and ears so just learn to thicken your face against voices of bigotry, judgmentalism and insecurities... February 25, 2024, PST, BC...

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Honesty's the best policy.* Tolerance is hypocrisy. Does the peace of mind lie in this: "To be in good terms with the friends And tolerate the enemies"?† Oh, no! It's but mere phoniness. The lice of a frank, fatal foe Are far nobler than a fake friend. 2.23.2024 Notes * An English proverb † Proverbial lines by Hafez No comments, please!...

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I know that you are hurt Please make your voice heard Get-up, remove the dirt On your hips. Stand up like a bird Who is not afraid to fly, to jump Stand up straight to stump On the evil ants. Don't be afraid Be strong, and don't be sad It is what it is, be resigned To vote, fight, and be aligned With the candidate...

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A state that doesn’t give spark For it fancies it not: The Dark; The time a true mongrel would bark And hearers know what it means: Hark! A pitch black night yields the Far Dark, No likely song then from a lark; In the deep sea goes to sleep shark In the dark not obvious: Bad Mark… Hardly with blinding dark eyes cope, In...

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Like silent waters hiding the depth , The mind glazes across the path , Through all unknown and unseen Vales of wilderness pale or green ; What is the task , and which place , And what fading lines does it trace ? Thoughts crop up and feelings stir ; Forming...

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