A pound of butter
There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to a baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting the right amount, which he was not. Angry about this, he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure to weight the butter. The farmer replied, “Honor, I am primitive. I dont have a proper measure, but I do have a scale.” The judge asked, “Then how do you weigh the butter?” The farmer replied; “Your honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Everyday when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."
We get back in life what we give to others. Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and can lie with a straight face. Others get into illusion and forget what the truth is. In the end, they are deceiving themselves.
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There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to a baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting the right amount, which he was not. Angry about this, he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure to weight the butter. The farmer replied, “Honor, I am primitive. I dont have a proper measure, but I do have a scale.” The judge asked, “Then how do you weigh the butter?” The farmer replied; “Your honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Everyday when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."
We get back in life what we give to others. Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and can lie with a straight face. Others get into illusion and forget what the truth is. In the end, they are deceiving themselves.
@PensivePost #story #life
The Pandemic of Ego
Swooned by the intolerance,
tears pearled as they rolled.
Noxious it was with ignorance,
my heart cried out hinting disaster.
Thwarted were their endeavors,
humans thought!
Your ego turned into aggressors,
I restate!
Can the delusions be with held
and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,
could it go away from life?
Questions unresolved in time,
panic strikes as the death nears.
Theories crack a wine,
but the mystery remains alive.
Doomsday is it? The pandemic?
Humans questioned!
Ask the creator, whose mind is feculent
I demanded!
Can the delusions be with held
and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,
could it go away from life?
Inklings left behind ignored,
and seedlings of wrath rooted.
Like the fiery waves ashore,
granted I was taken to adhere!
Any way out of this cobweb of pain?
humans asked!
Shower me love like a drizzled rain,
you will get my magical shade.
Delusions reach the dead end,
as you turn into a good Samaritan.
Never to be seen again till the end,
as I erased the creature forever!
Excerpt
We all are going through a tough time. Reality is harsh with the disease being violent and deadly. Any disaster that emerges is due to the imbalance in the ecosystem. We humans have taken our Mother Earth for granted since ages with a feeling of “Why should I care?” There could be a possibility that karma has been reverted back due to the ignorance uprooted. This poem is my thoughts over this situation, and how the Nature converses about the problems caused.
#suan
#poem #poetry #nature #motivation #life
#review
Swooned by the intolerance,
tears pearled as they rolled.
Noxious it was with ignorance,
my heart cried out hinting disaster.
Thwarted were their endeavors,
humans thought!
Your ego turned into aggressors,
I restate!
Can the delusions be with held
and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,
could it go away from life?
Questions unresolved in time,
panic strikes as the death nears.
Theories crack a wine,
but the mystery remains alive.
Doomsday is it? The pandemic?
Humans questioned!
Ask the creator, whose mind is feculent
I demanded!
Can the delusions be with held
and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,
could it go away from life?
Inklings left behind ignored,
and seedlings of wrath rooted.
Like the fiery waves ashore,
granted I was taken to adhere!
Any way out of this cobweb of pain?
humans asked!
Shower me love like a drizzled rain,
you will get my magical shade.
Delusions reach the dead end,
as you turn into a good Samaritan.
Never to be seen again till the end,
as I erased the creature forever!
Excerpt
We all are going through a tough time. Reality is harsh with the disease being violent and deadly. Any disaster that emerges is due to the imbalance in the ecosystem. We humans have taken our Mother Earth for granted since ages with a feeling of “Why should I care?” There could be a possibility that karma has been reverted back due to the ignorance uprooted. This poem is my thoughts over this situation, and how the Nature converses about the problems caused.
#suan
#poem #poetry #nature #motivation #life
#review
JUST OCCURING
The moment I think I wanna stand somewhere I want to and be something more for myself and the whole included generation continuation. I get back to a thought, realising that I myself am the included 'something' of the so-called generation.
Thoughts come and go from being so well and kind, to being what this included part becomes sometimes. Purity is defined just as a word when talking about souls. Everything around, is around because it lies right there. This has to happen and everything that occurred was a necessity.
In the middle of struggling self thoughts, thoughts already there, are incrementing and newly born thoughts starts to increment. The birth never ends.
Soo so-called is living a life where everyone is just trapped in free souls.
Everything is just,
JUST OCCURING.
#everyone
#review
#life
#sagr
The moment I think I wanna stand somewhere I want to and be something more for myself and the whole included generation continuation. I get back to a thought, realising that I myself am the included 'something' of the so-called generation.
Thoughts come and go from being so well and kind, to being what this included part becomes sometimes. Purity is defined just as a word when talking about souls. Everything around, is around because it lies right there. This has to happen and everything that occurred was a necessity.
In the middle of struggling self thoughts, thoughts already there, are incrementing and newly born thoughts starts to increment. The birth never ends.
Soo so-called is living a life where everyone is just trapped in free souls.
Everything is just,
JUST OCCURING.
#everyone
#review
#life
#sagr
Broken
What am I,
But a broken ear of asphodel
Withered
By your playful gust
I'm a phoenix
Afraid of your fire;
And my tears cure nothing.
I'm veiled with your rust.
I melt,
In the slightest of warmth
from your body.
Your insufferable lust.
You led me up the mountain
With a peak of gold.
I see the sun setting now.
Until it's gone,
I want you to stay with me
- Nabaneet
#love
#life #you
#review #everyone
This is my first post, so a little nervous ;p . What y'all think?
What am I,
But a broken ear of asphodel
Withered
By your playful gust
I'm a phoenix
Afraid of your fire;
And my tears cure nothing.
I'm veiled with your rust.
I melt,
In the slightest of warmth
from your body.
Your insufferable lust.
You led me up the mountain
With a peak of gold.
I see the sun setting now.
Until it's gone,
I want you to stay with me
- Nabaneet
#love
#life #you
#review #everyone
This is my first post, so a little nervous ;p . What y'all think?
"I am fine.."
Living miles away,
You assure the loved.
"I am fine.."
Driving across the highway,
You expect the death.
"I am fine.."
Walking past the gateway,
You assure the scared.
"I am fine.."
Keeping tap on the prey,
You extend the death.
"I am fine.."
Agonising tears pave way,
You assure the kindred.
"I am fine.."
Working across the subway,
You question the death.
"I am fine.."
Operating on the decay,
You assure the worried.
"I am fine.."
Fighting for the slayed,
You dispose the death.
"I am fine.."
Holding onto life midway,
You assure the vexed.
"I am fine.."
Watching misery all day,
You embrace the death.
We all say we are fine. But are we? Or it's just that those feelings are submerged deep within to even embrace it. This poem is about the life circumstances where feelings of anxiety, fear, agony or low self-confidence take over our mind. It lets us hold on to those deep thoughts in a cob web of deep memories.
I am fine
By #suan
#poem #reality #life #lifestyle #psychological
#review #everyone
Living miles away,
You assure the loved.
"I am fine.."
Driving across the highway,
You expect the death.
"I am fine.."
Walking past the gateway,
You assure the scared.
"I am fine.."
Keeping tap on the prey,
You extend the death.
"I am fine.."
Agonising tears pave way,
You assure the kindred.
"I am fine.."
Working across the subway,
You question the death.
"I am fine.."
Operating on the decay,
You assure the worried.
"I am fine.."
Fighting for the slayed,
You dispose the death.
"I am fine.."
Holding onto life midway,
You assure the vexed.
"I am fine.."
Watching misery all day,
You embrace the death.
We all say we are fine. But are we? Or it's just that those feelings are submerged deep within to even embrace it. This poem is about the life circumstances where feelings of anxiety, fear, agony or low self-confidence take over our mind. It lets us hold on to those deep thoughts in a cob web of deep memories.
I am fine
By #suan
#poem #reality #life #lifestyle #psychological
#review #everyone
My little angel
The wait was over,
the emptiness was filled!
You came to this world,
like a shining star in my life!
Charm like the moon,
Gentle as a flower,
The lotus eyes of yours,
Made my surroundings still!
That moment,
realised the magique of creation!
You made me feel especial,
My adorable brother!!
#suan
#poem #love #brother #family #relationship #life #bond
#review
One of my first poems. Wrote it in my teens.
It could have been better, but wanted to keep it raw.
Would be glad to know your thoughts.
The wait was over,
the emptiness was filled!
You came to this world,
like a shining star in my life!
Charm like the moon,
Gentle as a flower,
The lotus eyes of yours,
Made my surroundings still!
That moment,
realised the magique of creation!
You made me feel especial,
My adorable brother!!
#suan
#poem #love #brother #family #relationship #life #bond
#review
One of my first poems. Wrote it in my teens.
It could have been better, but wanted to keep it raw.
Would be glad to know your thoughts.
Rebelled and thwarted,
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
Existence
I am the existence, I am its repulsion,
I am the wife, I am the husband,
I am a preacher, I am a student,
I become the poem and the poet too..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
Life is a journey with success and failures,
Walking alone, realization strikes hard :
Soul is eternal, my sustenance isn’t,
Memories left behind is what matters..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
Innovations, theories, words, songs,
Dreams, Colors, inspirations;
The analogy continues
As the generations augment..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
I become the soothing essence to the intense fire,
Being the eye to sky and light to the eye,
I am the good, I am the bad, I am the lone, I am the whole,
My heart being the house
Runs the nature’s song..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..!
#suan
#review
#poem #motivation #life #inspiration #belief #selfrealisation
Authors note:
One of my oldest poems. These were my thoughts as I went on for a self realisation mode regarding life and existence.
I am the existence, I am its repulsion,
I am the wife, I am the husband,
I am a preacher, I am a student,
I become the poem and the poet too..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
Life is a journey with success and failures,
Walking alone, realization strikes hard :
Soul is eternal, my sustenance isn’t,
Memories left behind is what matters..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
Innovations, theories, words, songs,
Dreams, Colors, inspirations;
The analogy continues
As the generations augment..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..
I become the soothing essence to the intense fire,
Being the eye to sky and light to the eye,
I am the good, I am the bad, I am the lone, I am the whole,
My heart being the house
Runs the nature’s song..
Every bond the world defies is mine,
Even the life of the unheard is mine,
The oceans of worldly ties are mine,
Even the life of celibacy and renunciation is mine..!
#suan
#review
#poem #motivation #life #inspiration #belief #selfrealisation
Authors note:
One of my oldest poems. These were my thoughts as I went on for a self realisation mode regarding life and existence.
Life is a poem--
Written in an aesthetic ballad
It tests your toes--
On the highland of--
Iambic Verses
Don't know the ballet?
Just creep on the rhythm of--
Its feet,
For it never alliterates
Nah! You can't dodge its loop
To break its cryptic spell--
You've to sing the Meter--
Up to six--
Where every secret gets a rest
#review #life #Sbh
Written in an aesthetic ballad
It tests your toes--
On the highland of--
Iambic Verses
Don't know the ballet?
Just creep on the rhythm of--
Its feet,
For it never alliterates
Nah! You can't dodge its loop
To break its cryptic spell--
You've to sing the Meter--
Up to six--
Where every secret gets a rest
#review #life #Sbh
Life: A Play
An uncertain Curtain frees—
The Spirit of Remorse
We— on the front seat—
Try to sit— untouched—
And, the Darkness engulfs
Our Brains— the easy hosts—
For we abandoned—
The Light of Blunder—
The Vision—
Leaps out and flees— the Play
Oh! Poor Souls—
The Play plays like a stream—
Then, the Souls in the Heavenly Ocean—
Regretting— the lost Spirit—
Vacate their seats—
And mourn for the closed Curtain
#review #Sbh #life
An uncertain Curtain frees—
The Spirit of Remorse
We— on the front seat—
Try to sit— untouched—
And, the Darkness engulfs
Our Brains— the easy hosts—
For we abandoned—
The Light of Blunder—
The Vision—
Leaps out and flees— the Play
Oh! Poor Souls—
The Play plays like a stream—
Then, the Souls in the Heavenly Ocean—
Regretting— the lost Spirit—
Vacate their seats—
And mourn for the closed Curtain
#review #Sbh #life
No one can stand, you should support yourself,
Have to walk alone, hold yourself, thank you colleagues if you win ... then learn to correct it from your mistakes, even insist on doing it, if you have to fight for yourself
If someone loses, you should take responsibility for it only.
Yes, if you do something wrong then also be angry with yourself,
Give yourself some care, explain a little, even if you have some problems, cover the piece,
Then stand up boys by yourself, start again, if you feel bad in this phase, then later on they will
To refuse
No one can stand, you should support yourself
'You support yourself.
#review #feedback #poem #life #support
Have to walk alone, hold yourself, thank you colleagues if you win ... then learn to correct it from your mistakes, even insist on doing it, if you have to fight for yourself
If someone loses, you should take responsibility for it only.
Yes, if you do something wrong then also be angry with yourself,
Give yourself some care, explain a little, even if you have some problems, cover the piece,
Then stand up boys by yourself, start again, if you feel bad in this phase, then later on they will
To refuse
No one can stand, you should support yourself
'You support yourself.
#review #feedback #poem #life #support