"Make this new chapter of your life count. With each new chapter you get to start with a blank slate. Here’s to writing the best chapter of your life and the many that will follow."
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When I start to write, I try to make of myself a blank slate...left with just the impulse that got me there, at the lone scrimmage. I sit quietly...waiting.... Until an interesting thought or phrase, can be even one word eagerly presenting itself. Then I begin the poem, letting the impulse lead beyond. To me, poetry, along with everything else a writer uses for definition and motivation, above all else is viewed as sacred -- alive and independent literary expression in a manic, schizoid way:)
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Flames begin to burn from dying things,
the veil begins to crackle and turn lank;
The colors pull at heartstrings..
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I stared at the entire room blankly as if this life were not my own,
and that is when I walked out cause I knew my soul was not at home.
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When sita sawambhar was taken place during that time raam broke down Shiva danush then by whom danush he was carrying to betrayed lanka paatal ravan also it's mension in mhabhart ravan came for darpati sawambhar now you commen people is who I am A kind heart guru off yamraj and patal Devi......
Aghori mhabharamnad
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Phichali wali ramayan Mai vanar mere lanka thera door ram naam se kiye par abhi jananu na January June ley chaley patal.chopies
Aghori mhabharamnad
Jan janam
Feb javani
March Monday
April startday
May Monday
June Shani var
July holiday
August Muni eklavya vanvar
September month mouth shut
Otuber old
Navmber ready to pack Shani varkana
December cold death
Aghori mhabharamnad
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What I love most about autumn is the golden-crimson leaves blanketing the ground signaling rebirth to come, death in all its promising grandeur —I Am Anaya
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" Life" is "FOOD" and ..."BLANK". Fill the blank the way you like it.
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snow touches with love the forest trees and fields and every single thing with his cold fingers, and covers them all with a white blanket, whispering, now go to sleep...
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Sometimes when I look upon the eyes of our humanity ... all I get back is a blank stare.
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La dagaalanka rabitaanka naftu, waa furaha guusha ardayga.
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The past is filled with uncountable numbers of lines of History, the future is nothing but pages in blank that we can fill in the present. March 2018.
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His weary vision’s so overwhelmed by iron bars,
his exhausted eyes see only blank Oblivion.
His world is not our world. It has no stars.
No light. Ten thousand bars. Nothing beyond.
('Der Panther' or 'The Panther' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)
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Our life is like a book with blank pages,
We write our own story.
Let no one write on your pages.
Understanding, love, and be kind always.
Paul Lake
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For the dark is my blanket of comfort. The moon is my soul image !!!
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You can't revise a blank page.
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To My Daughter~As you embark on your journey of another 1000 books,
another trip to the library, filling your knapsack with treasures, you make your father, mother and all the bookworms proud. The night the flame burned we jest. You were three at the time and tucked hidden beneath the blankets was your silhouette, flashlight, and books in hand, as you read long into (another) night. The days of your life like a tent of good tidings, too, as you camped out on the doorsteps of another book.
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We usually always know what to say but sometimes we choose to leave in the blanks!
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Poetry is a short story with extra blanks for the reader to fill in.
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My mind is a blank abyss - entwined in a paradox - an illusion waiting to define reality - a reality wanting to get lost in illusion
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Games were made to win.- Drew Blankenship
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A blank page is, and can be, a wonderful thing: it is like a new day we have to fulfill by writing Poetry and serving the others!!
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Falling asleep under a blanket of stars and waking to the encouraging sunrise.
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"WHAT IS WORTH CELEBRATING IS THE GIFT OF LIFE. LIFE IS LIKE A BLANK SCREEN;WE FILL IT, EACH PASSING MOMENT WITH OUR THOUGHTS."
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Snow is earth's blanket.
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'The Tickled Bird' and 'The Spliced Continuum' can be read in any order. The outcome may present a different understanding each time they're read though. Yes I wrote them deliberately to evoke that kind of time warp journey. I don't fill in the blanks - that's what imagination is for.
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