“I bathe in my Lord’s colours so chaste, to post my poems in coloured posies haste.”
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The vacuity of world leadership's vision has driven us to futile attempts at healing through politicized, impractical theories of peace. Instead, what we need is to acknowledge and embrace our differences. By solidifying mutual respect for diversity, we can plant the seeds for a small piece of peace to flourish on every doorstep
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"God created under the Throne and of it's Light, a Great Tablet in colour as a Green Beryl, and a Great Pen in colour as an Emerald, and filled with ink which was of White Light"
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May the benevolent wind soothe the land of the oppressed with gentle comfort and what is hidden in the deepness of each persecuted soul will flourish and will give birth to a new hope.
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"Let your colours shield you from the grey."
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"If smiling were a colour, it would be yellow."
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A stolen heart is perhaps the most profound of any larceny ... its theft removes any joy that once flourished, and places anguish inside an empty soul.
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Roses have natural defense,
It does not prick when handled with care,
Its colours are a warm reflection of pure love.
If you are looking for a rose without thorns, clearly it's not a rose you are looking for.
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True valour blooms not in grand display, but roots in deeds, where honesty holds sway, Like mighty oak, standing firm and tall, A brave soul's essence, in echoes, shall enthral
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If mankind is to survive and flourish, it must rid itself of petty hatreds, whether racial, ethnic, cultural, or political, and realize that through the multitude of diversity and difference, a reservoir of commonality is far greater than all the conflicts we endure.
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" The tissues of the life to be we weave with Colours all our own, and in the Fields Of Destiny we reap as we have sown "
- R. J. Campbell
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You are like a white light, placid behind the prism of shyness, but full of colours when you break free <3
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Evaluation of life-worth is coloured by the legacy for which your existence is immortalized or bastardized.
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Life is beautiful with colours
No wonder the rainbow
Has seven
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"The seeds of freedom cannot flourish in flames of fire".
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Colours dance before our eyes, starbursts take us up and down through tunnels rollercoaster rides home - sex, love, birth, death, all through spectral colours, life sensual senses something electric, close and far away, in the green and blue dance.
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Colours dance before our eyes starbursts take us up and down through tunnels rollercoaster rides home - sex, love, birth, death, all through spectral colours, life sensual senses something electric, close and far away, in the green and blue dance.
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Soon when your wings regains strength
You shall fly so high as if the force of gravity
Has lost its power.
The glitters from your colourful sterling wings
Shall be seen as the stars possessed
By the book of possibilities
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There exist a sea of toxicity where no good can dilute it and no life can flourish in it.stay away from its shore lest one may be pulled away by the tides into the drowning depth of a merciless death.
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Authority changed its name to politician and has flourished to this day.
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Some awfy solitary nostalgia so with customery worlds colours and brushes-
No! It's not enough.
still my sketch best suits in your ashes. ..
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WHY DO WE PUT ALL OUR DIFFICULTIES ON THE SHOULDERS OF OF GOD.
WHILE NOT EVEN TRYING TO KNOW THE REAL REASON FOR THE DIFFICULTIES TO FLOURISH.......
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YOUR BEAUTY WILL NOT BE DISPLAYED BY YOUR BODY TEXTURE AND COLOUR GOD GAVE YOU BUT BY YOUR BEHAVIOUR AND THINKING.......
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I am a great painter In this game called life
So I paint it in colours that suit my taste
And when the brush slips and paints out of place
I correct that mistake To a whole different shade
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Autumn reveals all her colours before Winter breezes in and tries to kiss you with her cold lips...
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Smiles not colour,
values not religion,
love not gender,
unite us.
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"Love never withers in the darkness of failure, rather, it flourishes in the light of truth".
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God cares not of the hue of man's skin only the colour of his heart within
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Life is like a canvas, the variety brush strokes and colours depict your life experiences.
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My mind's a minefield. To traverse it and make it out in one piece is a victory I'm trying to avoid. Let me load my paint gun with more colour. Reloading artillery now.
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