"Awaiting ’s like a question mark" – 168 rezultate
0.02 secundeMeilisearchJiddu Krishnamurti
The core of Krishnamurti\'s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said: \'Truth is a pathless land\'. Man cannot come to it through any organisation, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. He has to find it through the mirror of relationship, through the understanding of the contents of his own mind . . . Statement by Krishnamurti in 1981. Jiddu Krishnamurti was born on 11th May 1895 in Madanapalle, a town in south India, the eighth child in a middle-class family. At an early age he was adopted by Annie Besant, then the President of the Theosophical Society, with its headquarters in Madras. She took Krishnamurti and his brother Nitya to England where she had them educated privately. On Krishnamurti\'s return to India while still in his teens, Theosophists proclaimed him to be the world teacher whose coming they had been awaiting. They built a large and rich order round him, with...
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Mantra Shirokuro
I'm just my ego's coma... my heart's deep poison It's just a waiste of time Waiting for your love poem..
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RWReed Whittemore
Reed Whittemore, poet, critic, jurnalist literar, profesor. S-a născut la data de 11 septembrie 1919 Născut la New Haven, Connecticut, Reed Whittemore a studiat la Universitatea Yale; actualmente este profesor la Colegiul Carleton din Northfield, Minnesota. A publicat următoarele volume de versuri: Eroi și eroine(Heroes and Heroines, 1946) Un american pleacă la plimbare(An American Takes a Walk, 1956) Selfmade Man și alte poeme(The Self-made man and Other Poems, 1959) Băiatul din Iowa(The Boy from Iowa, 1962). A editat și două periodice literare. Poetry Heroes & Heroines ([1946) An American Takes a Walk (1956) The Self-Made Man (1959) The Boy from Iowa (1962) Poems, New and Selected (1967) Fifty Poems Fifty (1970) The Mother's Breast and the Father's House (1974) The Feel of Rock: Poems of Three Decades (1982) The Past, the Future, the Present: Poems Selected and New (1990) Ten from Ten & One More (2007) The Season of Waiting: Selected Poems: 1946-2006 (Hebrew trans by Moseh Dor)...
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JCJohn Maxwell Coetzee
John Maxwell Coetzee , (n. 9 februarie 1940 la Cape Town), este romancier sud-african, laureat al Premiului Nobel pentru Literatură în 2003. Coetzee s-a născut, în 1940, la Cape Town, Africa de Sud, într-o familie bilingvă (unde se vorbeau în același timp engleza și germana); a crescut folosind engleza ca limbă maternă. La începutul anilor '60 s-a mutat în Anglia, unde a lucrat patru ani ca programator, apoi a studiat literatura în SUA. A predat literatura și engleza la Universitatea statului New York din Buffalo, până în 1983. În 1984 a devenit profesor de literatura engleza la Universitatea din Cape Town, publicând, în același timp, în presa americană și britanică articole în care condamna regimul de apartheid din țara sa. În 2002 s-a mutat în Australia, unde predă la Universitatea din Adelaide. El și-a început cariera de romancier în 1974 cu un volum care conținea doua nuvele Dusklands (Tărâmuri de amurg), obținând renume internațional, în 1980, cu romanul Waiting for the...
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C.J. VORTEXX
I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life And it doesn't take much time 'cause at 5 o'clock They take me to the Gallows Pole The sand of time For me are running low...
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ANandra n
"it looks i've reached the crossroad.. remains of what i am still still waiting on the sidewalk to fill this peaceful day the burden of a choice my past dissolved..erased would you belive my world?"
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ACAdelbert von Chamisso
Adelbert von Chamisso (January 30, 1781 – August 21, 1838) was a German poet and botanist. He was born Louis Charles Adélaïde de Chamissot at the château of Boncourt in Champagne, France, the ancestral seat of his family. Driven out by the French Revolution, his parents settled in Berlin, where in 1796 young Chamisso obtained the post of page-in-waiting to the queen, and in 1798 entered a Prussian infantry regiment as ensign. His family was shortly thereafter permitted to return to France; he remained in Germany and continued his military career. He had little education, but sought distraction from the dull routine of the Prussian military service in assiduous study. In collaboration with Varnhagen von Ense, he founded (1803) the Berliner Musenalmanach, in which his first verses appeared. The enterprise was a failure, and, interrupted by the war, it came to an end in 1806. It brought him, however, to the notice of many of the literary celebrities of the day and established his...
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ODolga alexandra diaconu
OLGA ALEXANDRA DIACONU Poet, prose writer, essayist; Education: Faculty of Letters, 1971 Occupation: teacher of Romanian and French Language and Literature; Date of birth: April 19, 1948; Place of birth: Moreni city, Dâmboviţa department; First published in a literary magazine: the Luceafărul magazine, the 4th of November, 1974; First published book: 1993 Ed. Helga, Iasi, with the volume of poetry “The right to immortality”; Other volumes published: the essay “Creation and creativity in the vision of Mircea Eliade”, Sedcom Libris, Iasi, 2001; “The round of elements”, Augusta, Timișoara, 2003, poems; “Waiting for a wave to come”, Augusta Art Press, Timișoara, 2005, novel; “The eye of Eve”, Cronica, Iasi, 2007, poetry - Second prize in religious poetry contest Daniil Sandu Tudor, initiated by Radio România Cultural, Vatra Dornei, 2007; “The light of the Mountain”, Timpul 2007, poetry - The special prize for poetry in Romanian Competition Poesia e arti figurative prose - Il...
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Porn meditation
de Theodor Emilian Barbu
Porn has ruined it for me. I mean now I can never be with a girl who is less than perfect. Pretty just won’t do it anymore. It seems this is my curse. It’s hard even to talk to the ugly ones. That...
The Matrix
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Classes, hours streets... The VETO right over sunrise, heads of concrete... As water takes the shape of the vase, So does man take the elaborate shape of the maze in its underscored power. Witness to...
Cu stangul inainte!
de Andrei Dumitrescu
i feel dead. awaiting your kiss. i don\'t believe in love! do you exist?... am ramas in pana de cuvinte. de fapt, cred ca mi-e doar sila. si de ele, si de mine, si de tot ceea ce mi se intampla, si...
a feast of friends
de Jim Morrison
Wow, I�m sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings The servants have the power Dog men and their mean women Pulling poor blankets over our sailors I�m sick of dour...
(The ugly) Miracle
de Da
Every knife that stabs a back and makes you feel you`re not a wreck It's a miracle All our creations great and small Crappy streets and blocks that fall That's a miracle Half-drunk babies being born...
The Witch of Coos
de Robert Frost
I staid the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They did all the talking. MOTHER Folks think a witch who has familiar spirits She could call up...
The Death of the Hired Man
de Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on tip-toe down the darkened passage To meet him in the doorway with the news And put him on his...
Sur les Lagunes. Lamento.
de Théophile Gautier
My dear love is dead: I will cry forever; Into the grave she carries My soul and my love. To heaven, without waiting for me She\'s returned; The angel that carried her Did not want to take me. How...
Cateva poezii
de Nikita. V
Midnight,the town and the remorse. Waiting for the sleep to come Hearing the sleepy city moan Something doesn\'t seem okay Something doesn\'t appear secure Hearing the lunatics shout While trying to...
The Code
de Robert Frost
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always lifted toward the west Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud Darkly advanced with a...
Chase your song
de Florea Ana-Maria
It was raining, again- it was normal and expected. Thoughts were sailing through the rain, trying not to get wet, not to be stopped by the strong,wicked clouds. It was the kind of night in which you...
My farewell
de Crisan Iulian
Long lost city, what is left of you? Where is your grace and glamour? Where is your shining? Lost… And then I saw it, in His right hand The One sitting on the throne, a book Written inside and out,...