“This is an ode to life. The anthem of the world. For as there are billions of different stars that make up the sky so, too, are there billions of different humans that make up the Earth. Some shine brighter but all are made of the same cosmic dust. O the joy of being in life with all these people! I speak of differences because they are there. Like the different organs that make up our bodies. Earth, itself, is one large body. Listen to how it howls when one human is in misery. When one kills another, the Earth feels the pang in its chest. When one orgasms, the Earth craves a cigarette. Look carefully, these animals are beauty spots that make the Earth’s face lovelier and more loveable. These oceans are the Earth’s limpid eyes. These trees, its hair. This is an ode to life. The anthem of the world. I will no longer speak of differences, for the similarities are larger. Look even closer. There may be distances between our limbs but there are no spaces between our hearts. We long to be one. We long to be in nature and to run wild with its wildlife. Let us celebrate life and living, for it is sacrilegious to be ungrateful. Let us play and be playful, for it is sacrilegious to be serious. Let us celebrate imperfections and make existence proud of us, for tomorrow is death, and this is an ode to life. The anthem of the world.” PeopleWorldLoveLifeHumansCountryPlayBodyTodayEarthBeautifulSpiritualDeathJoySufferingHumanitySpiritualityStarsPeaceNatureDifferencesSpaceUnitedExistenceBeautySkySeriousHairProudTomorrowLivingAppreciateHarmonyGratefulDistanceMiseryUnityDustCelebrateOnenessBelovedLiveCosmicAnimalsEyesOrgansPresentCigaretteLoverAnguishTreesPersonLimbsTogethernessCitySeriousnessNationWildlifeKamandKojouriKillKamand KojouriListenNowWildUngratefulHowlShineLookUnionAnthemSufferOrgasmPeacefulnessBodiesImperfectionsOceansOne WorldPlayfulChestSacrilegeSacrilegiousCloserBillionOdeSimilaritiesSeasLife PoemsSpotUnappreciativeLoveablePangLovelierCelebration Poems Author:Kamand Kojouri
“Looking at either of them caused a pang in his chest. Looking at both of them started a dull, steady ache.” Clary FraySimon LewisIsabelle LightwoodPangSteady Ache Book:Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy Source: Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy
“Simon’s love life was complicated, but there was a pang, just for a moment, for this woman talking graphic novels with him. Ah, well. Tessa Gray, foxy nerd, was probably dating someone already.” HeartDatingSimon LewisTessa GrayGraphic NovelsPangFoxy Nerd Book:The Whitechapel Fiend Source: The Whitechapel Fiend
“Amidst those who strut with illicit pride, even after sinking a dagger into others with stealth, there stands me, burdened by a persisting pang of guilt whenever I inadvertently crush an ant underfoot.” SocietyPerceptionGuiltNot GuiltyStealthAlone In A CrowdPangSociety Individualism Author:Sanu Sharma
“I opened my louvres and looked at Comfort, walking in the heavy rain, crying bitterly. I heard mom saying, Anywhere you want to go, you can, but don't come back again to this house. Comfort was beautiful, but her stealing attributes brought reproach on her and painted her beauty with dark impressions. I looked at her, walking barefooted on the muddy ground congested with rain water.” HatredAbuseAngerCrueltyCurseFrustrationChild AbuseServitudeCruelChildhood AbuseMaidPangHousegirlMaidenhoodVisscitude Book:Comfort Source: Comfort