Death Is Not The Greatest Loss-… Norman Cousins.

“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”- Norman Cousins. So, while you are still alive, die not, believe in possibilities and doubt not, noone ever achieved greatness, without crossing bridges of challenges, that mountain of impediment, is actually a fountain of opportunities, so…

The Forgotten.

Whatever you do, do it for the love of it, no matter hnw high you soar, remember your little beginning, forget the reason and reap the anger of the forgotten rung, where the solid ground is missing, forget about reaching the top, this is a hard saying, understood only by those who believe in miracles.

Winning And Complacency.

Winning every time is a everybody’s desire, losing once in a while is a disaster. Why? Winning every time gifts complacency, complacency is a limit, it conceals your weaknesses, you never know what you are really worth, until the garment of complacency is abandoned.

“Ozymandias” By Percy Bysshe Shelley.

I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet…

Seasons Come And Go.

Seasons come and go, but seasons are always here, problems come and go, but the toughest is always here, no matter how tough a resistance is, it has its breaking point, it is at your weakest link, that if you would stay strong, you would find the strength, to succeed where you usually fail.

The New Colossus By Emma Lazarus.

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering imbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor…

At the Fair By Edith Sitwell

Green wooden leaves clap light away, Severely practical, as they Shelter the children candy-pale, The chestnut-candles flicker, fail . . . The showman’s face is cubed clear as The shapes reflected in a glass Of water—(glog, glut, a ghost’s speech Fumbling for space from each to each). The fusty showman fumbles, must Fit in a…

Secrets By Lola Ridge.

Secrets infesting my half- sleep… did you enter my wound from another wound brushing mine in a crowd… or did I snare you on my sharper edges as a bird flying through cobwebbed trees at sun-up carries off spiders on its wings? Secrets, running over my soul without sound, only when dawn comes tip-toeing ushered…

What If Tomorrow…

If it didn’t go well today? Tomorrow may just be your day. So, close your eyes not, open your eyes, getting it right once maybe all, you would ever need to make today, the tomorrow that many dream about till it’s too late..*** What if Tomorrow Never Comes? (Paperback) By Neil David Schwartz at:

Enigma By Leonora Speyer.

It would be easy to forgive, If I could but remember; If I could hear, lost love of mine, The music of your cruelties, Shaking to sound the silent skies, Could voice with them their song divine, Red with pain’s leaping ember: It would be easy to forgive, If I could but remember. It would…

Think About…

Think about what it would be like, where some people didn’t have same likes and same dislikes, where you alone wanted what no one wanted, where you and I were permanently separated, where you could get only what you can, where your dreams are marooned on a lonely island, think about how the world would…