by Miss. Tandra on November 27th, 2007

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Do you know any short poems about life?

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  • by Norman_Outside the lines on November 27th, 2007

    Norman_Outside the lines

    well its not really a poem but I think its good.
    LIFE: Life is not about how fast you run, or how high you climb, but how well you bounce.

    Do not regret growing older... It is a privilege denied to many!

    Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

    Remember: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - strawberries in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO! ! What a Ride!"
    Good friends are like stars.... You don't always see them but you always know they are there

    REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY...GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

    We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

    God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
    'Veni, Vedi, Velcro' - I came, I saw, I stuck around.
    'Veni, Vedi, Visa' - I Came, I Saw, I Did a Little Shopping
    'Veni, Vedi, Vamoose' - I came, I saw, I ran like hell

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  • by katie2069 on November 11th, 2008

    katie2069

    1.Life, like a child, laughs,
    shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

    2.Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty
    that can modulate their isolation into a
    harmony with the whole.

    3.Let the dead have the immortality of fame,
    but the living the immortality of love.
    have it all :D

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  • by dreams always come true on November 2nd, 2008

    dreams always come true

    lonely are we when friends and faimly have gone away.
    interfering with love.
    fighting with all your might to keep a balance
    ending only at death.

    i wrote that myself.

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  • by Norman_Outside the lines on November 27th, 2007

    Norman_Outside the lines

    THE MAN IN THE GLASS

    When you get what you want in your struggle for self
    And the world makes you king for a day,
    Just go to a mirror and look at yourself
    And see what THAT man has to say.
    For it isn't your father or mother or wife
    Whose judgment upon you must pass,
    The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
    Is the one staring back from the glass.
    Some people might think you're a straight-shootin' chum
    And call you a wonderful guy.
    But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
    If you can't look him straight in the eye.
    He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest,
    For he's with you clear to the end,
    And you've passed your most dangerous test
    If the guy in the glass is your friend.
    You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
    And get pats on the back as you pass,
    But your final reward will be heartache and tears
    If you've cheated the man in the glass.

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  • by Sodahead on November 27th, 2007

    Sodahead

    Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get.

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  • by Johnny Rosa on November 9th, 2009

    Johnny Rosa

    Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

    1. The Road Not Taken


    TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same, 10

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference. 20

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  • by DendrinaLovesTrees on November 9th, 2009

    DendrinaLovesTrees

    not short, but about life: "Ithaca" by Constantine P. Cavafy: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ithaca/

    and a quote:
    "We don't have a plan, so nothing can go wrong"
    Spike Milligan

    Good question! +2

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  • by Johnny Rosa on November 9th, 2009

    Johnny Rosa

    Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
    and remember what peace there may be in silence.

    As far as possible, without surrender,
    be on good terms with all persons.
    Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
    and listen to others,
    even to the dull and the ignorant;
    they too have their story.
    Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
    they are vexatious to the spirit.

    If you compare yourself with others,
    you may become vain or bitter,
    for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
    Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
    Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
    it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

    Exercise caution in your business affairs,
    for the world is full of trickery.
    But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
    many persons strive for high ideals,
    and everywhere life is full of heroism.
    Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
    Neither be cynical about love,
    for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
    it is as perennial as the grass.

    Take kindly the counsel of the years,
    gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
    Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
    But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
    Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

    Beyond a wholesome discipline,
    be gentle with yourself.
    You are a child of the universe
    no less than the trees and the stars;
    you have a right to be here.
    And whether or not it is clear to you,
    no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

    Therefore be at peace with God,
    whatever you conceive Him to be.
    And whatever your labors and aspirations,
    in the noisy confusion of life,
    keep peace in your soul.


    With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
    it is still a beautiful world.
    Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.


    Desiderata - Max Ehrmann- circa 1920's

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  • by RosieGHM Jetpacker on November 28th, 2007

    RosieGHM Jetpacker

    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    I appreciate life
    How about you?

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  • by Johnny Rosa on November 20th, 2009

    Johnny Rosa

    “Invictus” by William Ernest Henley

    Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate;
    I am the captain of my soul.

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  • by eknight on November 6th, 2009

    eknight

    like a flash it come and goes
    it has its goals. not too far but not too close
    some bad moment will make you sad
    good moments will make you glad
    at one time im sure youll fall
    asking: "should i walk or should i crawl?"
    its amazing the fact that is life
    but weak enough to be ended by a simple knife


    and DAYUMMM!! you are one hot gal!! email me emanuelmln@yahoo.com ;)

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