http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/-t1.htm my meagre collection of poetry, axiom and prose and whatever interests me...care to add something? Tue, 26 May 2009 03:43:29 GMT 10 http://i84.servimg.com/u/f84/13/84/97/65/bckgrd15.jpg http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/-t1.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/no-place-like-home-t88.htm Admin Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

John Howard Payne 1791-1852]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:43:29 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/no-place-like-home-t88.htm#96 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/no-place-like-home-t88.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/a-psalm-of-life-t87.htm Admin Art is long, and Time is fleeting.
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating.
Funeral marches to the grave.


Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us,
Footprints on the sands of time.]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:42:00 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/a-psalm-of-life-t87.htm#95 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/a-psalm-of-life-t87.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/somethings-to-think-about-t86.htm Admin 1. He who can, does; he who cannot, teaches. 2. My way of joking is to tell the truth. It's the funniest joke in the world. (Keegan) 3. Flattery is telling the other man precisely what he thinks about himself. 4. The intellect is always fooled by the heart. 5. Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance. 6. When a st***d man is doing something he is ashamed of, he always declares that it is his duty. 7. We want some mad people now, ... Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:40:18 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/somethings-to-think-about-t86.htm#94 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/somethings-to-think-about-t86.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/in-the-kitchen-t85.htm Admin After the aimless
chatter of the plates,
the murmurings of the gas,
the chuckle of the water pipes,
and the sharp exchanges
of knives, forks and spoons,
comes the serious quiet,
when the sink slowly clears its throat
and you can hear the occasional rumble
of the refrigerator's tummy
as it digests the cold.]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:29:33 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/in-the-kitchen-t85.htm#93 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/in-the-kitchen-t85.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/words-spoken-t84.htm Admin 1. Words once spoken cannot be recalled.

2. Give me ready hand rather that a ready tongue.]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:27:02 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/words-spoken-t84.htm#92 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/words-spoken-t84.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/about-the-future-t83.htm Admin I never think of the future,
it comes soon enough.]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:25:36 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/about-the-future-t83.htm#91 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/about-the-future-t83.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/criticism-kritikan-t82.htm Admin
it puts a man on the defensive,

it makes a man strive to justify himself,

it wounds a man's precious pride,

it hurts his sense of importance

and arouses his resentment.]]> Poems & Axioms Tue, 26 May 2009 03:24:03 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/criticism-kritikan-t82.htm#90 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/criticism-kritikan-t82.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/strangers-at-home-moved-t79.htm Admin When I was a child, I tiptoed with open arms to you for a hug, and you gave me a teddy bear instead, When I needed your attention most and was almost in tears, you bought me lots of toys to cheer me. The TV, video and cartoons gradually took your place. They became my entertainer and parent. The only time I spent with you was in the car to and from the baby sitter's place. There were times when both of us were either too tired or sleepy, and we sat there in cold silence. Now ... Poems & Axioms Sun, 24 May 2009 16:30:30 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/strangers-at-home-moved-t79.htm#87 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/strangers-at-home-moved-t79.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/mother-s-day-special-t78.htm Admin Saya nak kongsi satu persembahan flash (buka fail dgn browser spt. internet explorer atau firefox) di capaian di bawah:-
enjoy...
http://www.box.net/shared/vyk2afg22b]]> Poems & Axioms Sun, 24 May 2009 16:25:46 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/mother-s-day-special-t78.htm#86 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/mother-s-day-special-t78.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/what-do-we-learn-from-history-t76.htm Admin We learn from History that we learn nothing from History]]> Poems & Axioms Sun, 24 May 2009 16:18:33 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/what-do-we-learn-from-history-t76.htm#84 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/what-do-we-learn-from-history-t76.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/loneliness-is-t61.htm Admin Loneliness is... a telephone that never rings a song bird that never sings cold sheets on a cold bed being hungry though well fed Sundays moping in the park sobbing in the dark..... (Anonymous) Poems & Axioms Mon, 18 May 2009 05:36:20 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/loneliness-is-t61.htm#68 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/loneliness-is-t61.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/the-pessimist-t60.htm Admin Contemplate this: - Nothing to do but work, Nothing to eat but food, Nothing to wear but clothes, To keep one from going nude. Nothing to breathe but air, Quick as a flash 'tis gone, Nowhere to fall but off, Nowhere to stand but on. Nothing to comb but hair, Nowhere to sleep but in bed, Nothing to weep but tears, Nothing to bury but dead. Nothing to sing but songs, Ah, well alas! alack! Nowhere to go but out, Nowhere to come but back. Nothing ... Poems & Axioms Mon, 18 May 2009 03:08:52 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/the-pessimist-t60.htm#67 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/the-pessimist-t60.htm http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/harapan-tanpa-tujuan-t59.htm Admin Harapan tanpa tujuan,
bak hidup tak berhaluan,
dan hidup tanpa harapan,
bak madu dalam saringan

(Coleridge)]]> Poems & Axioms Mon, 18 May 2009 03:04:29 GMT http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/harapan-tanpa-tujuan-t59.htm#66 http://srimutiara.forumotion.com/poems-axioms-f6/harapan-tanpa-tujuan-t59.htm