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Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 46 quotes · Book Of Poems, Brainy Quotes, Humanitarian

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“The Gender Sonnet Woman means not weakling, but wonder. Woman means not obstinate, but original. Woman means not man-slave, but mother. Woman means not amorous, but amiable. Woman means not neurotic, but nimble. Man mustn't mean medieval, but moral. Man mustn't mean abusive, but affable. Man mustn't mean nefarious, but noble. Trans doesn't mean titillating, but tenacious. Trans doesn't mean riff-raff, but radiant. It doesn't mean abhorrent, but affectionate. It ain't nasty and sick, but nerved and sentient. Gender has no role in society except in bed. Person is known by character, not dongs 'n peaches.”

“Sonnet of Poetry Poet is no servant of the dictionary, Dictionary is servant to the poet. Poet is no servant of language, Language is servant to the poet. It's poetry that makes the language, Language makes no poetry, my friend. Poet exists not to serve a linguist's whim, But to breathe life into human language. I've said repeatedly, language has limitations, Only with poetry we can surpass some of 'em. Sticklers for grammar make lousy poets, If feeling doesn't surpass grammar, poetry it ain't. Poetry is the most potent of all literary forms. If prose is candle light, poetry is dawn.”

“Hoy (El Soneto) Hoy, no somos religiosos. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Hoy, no somos politicos. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Hoy, no somos intelectuales. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Hoy, no somos lógicos. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Hoy, no somos sofisticados. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Hoy, no somos ricos o pobres. Hoy, solo somos humanos. Sé bien que ese día no es hoy. ¡Vamos, comencemos el cambio hoy!”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 100 All meditate on symbols, I meditate on people. Most worship fictitious deities, I worship those branded unliftable. People are my almighty, Oneness is my religion, Division is degradation, Unification is illumination. All is possible for a human who's responsible, Only the indifferent make excuses. Possibility is born of responsibility, Not of whining, praying and limbless wishes. Real and unreal, put all these talk aside. Let us be civilization, let us be lifelight.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 85 Enough with leaving this world, In the hands of old fuddy-duddies. Mark you, I ain't talkin' about age, I am talkin' about mental maturity. Long enough we've allowed tradition, To wreak havock on our precious planet. It's time for reason and nonrigidity, To stand up and take charge, all unbent. Inhumanity persists in our world, Because the humans give a consensual wave. It's time for the grown-ups to grow up and, Redeem reins from those with both feet in the grave. Ancient relics belong in museum, not in driver's seat. It's for the young of head 'n heart to get the society lit.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 4 Raise your power in silence, Become a dynamite of resilience. Head high and chest emboldened, March on with uncorrupt conscience. Be the heart that loves and lifts, Be the hand that shares might. Feel the talk and talk the feel, Be the mirror of sight beyond sight. Be the first when no one comes, Be the last when all are gone. Be the one who sits not still, Be the rays of a dutiful dawn. You are the order you seek outside. To be human is to put coldness aside.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 8 Give me a spark of your nerves, I'll turn it into thunder strike. Give me a tremor of your lips, I'll turn it into landslide. Give me a teardrop of your eyes, I'll turn it into tsunami. Give me the sweat of your labor, I'll turn it into hydroelectricity. Give me a beat of your heart, I'll turn it into an earthquake. Give me a touch of your fingers, I'll turn it into society’s duct tape. Ingredients of reform are born of your veins. Renounce your apathy and reform will rain.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 32 Don't wait up for destiny to happen to you, Stand up and be the destiny of the world. I didn't wait for the world to happen to me, I stood up and happened to the world. Sit no more holding out for a magical messiah, All the world's magic is just human creation. Magic is just code for human determination, There is nothing paranormal, only dedication. No more bowing in front of the altar of tradition, Be a radical star and explode for your purpose. Your light shall live on in people's memory, As you pour out all life for the good of others. Destiny and fate are constructs of fear and insecurity. Conquer your fears and rise as the human almighty.”

“The Gentalist Sonnet I only ask one thing of my soldier – everything! Give up all, so that those with nothing receive life. What can I give to thee, except for this life of mine, Says the brave gentalist across all personal strife. Gente means people, and people are the music of life. Love the people, lift the people, people are the way. Not your people, not my people, it's all one people. Once you feel it in your bones, uplift is on its way. I don't believe in a messiah, I don't believe in a god, ‘Cause I’m far too accountable for my society, my world. Thus speaks the gentalist, burning with a sense of duty, Thus speaks the living aid, who ain’t no mythical lord. If a chunk of alum can purify a bucket of putrid water, Your heart can purify the world with its gentalist power.”

“The way to a crime-free world is simple, but it lies outside of all the legal 'n partisan muck. Take away the guns from the kids on the street, put books in their hands and food in their stomach.”

“Aşk Mantık İnsanlık (Sarhoş Şiir) Mantıksal aşk aşk değildir, Sarhoş aşıktan başka asker yok. İnsan aşk için çılgın olmazsa, Cennet gibi hayat bile hayat yok. Bir kez, tüm aklını feda et dostum, Bir kez, tüm mantığı unut. Gözlerini kapat, kalbinle bak, Ya biz seviyoruz, ya da ölüyoruz. Aşkın gözyaşlarında ilahi bir derya var, Gözyaşlarınla egonu iyice yıka. Bir aşıkin kalp atışı insanlığın müziğidir, Sevgiliyiz biz, bizim ailemiz bütün dünya. Doğru dünya doğru niyetin sonucudur. Işık istiyorsan, güneş gibi yan - hadi beyler!”

“Bugün (Bir Hayat Şiiri) Bugün, biz dindar değiliz. Bugün, biz sadece insanız. Bugün, bütün siyaseti unuttuk. Çünkü bugün, biz sadece insanız. Bugün, biz entelektüel değiliz. Çünkü bugün, biz insan olduk. Bugün, beynimizde mantık yoktur. Çünkü bugün, biz insan olduk. Bugün, lükse hiç ihtiyacımız yok. Çünkü bugün, biz insan olduk. Bugün, sadelik en büyük zenginliktir. Çünkü bugün, gerçekten insan olduk. İyi biliyorum, o gün bugün değil. Yolculuğa bugün başlayalım, yarın değil.”