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I Did

Did you ever want something so bad
That you could taste it
Did you ever want something
You knew you couldnt have
Well, I did
Did you ever know what it feels like
To get lost in a lovers kiss
Did you ever even want to go there
Well I did, I did
I took my chances
Laid my heart open wide
I felt the rush, I lost my head
I learned to laugh
Oh but then I learned to cry
I did
Did you ever lose your whole world
And still have no regrets
And did you ever tell yourself
Youd do it all again
Well I did, I did
I took my chances
Laid my heart open wide
I felt the rush, I lost my head
I learned to laugh
Oh but then I learned to cry
I did
Did you ever want something so bad
That you could taste it
I did, I did

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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The Sound Of Wings.....

from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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First Year University Expereinces

I learned why it is not wise to skip class often

I learned that skipping homework in university is not the same as skipping homework in high school

I learned what it feels like to be awake for over 2 days

I learned how to smoke pot from a bong

I learned how to compose an essay the day before it's due

I learned that the Freshman 15 is no joke

I learned how to do laundry

I learned to pretend to be happy

I learned to multitask

I learned to be more sociable

I learned why my parents and teachers warned me about the difficulty of university

I learned that failing is expensive

I learned small things, like freshly washed bed sheets, make me happy
I learned to lie

I learned how expensive alcohol is

I learned what it feels like to be a failure

I type this rant while skipping my business ethics class as I further delay the composition of my psychology term paper

poem by Michelle Cow
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I've learned

Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.

poem by Carly Almonde
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Learned...

from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Without My Interference

Very early I was given one choice...
To listen.
OR...
Suffer through the consequences.

Of course,
I knew those consequences well.
With bruises on my head,
From knocking it up against brick walls.

But that was then.

Not only have I learned to listen...
I now have learned to pay attention.
With less from my mouth going out.
And more with my eyes and ears open,
To receive and allow what is coming in...
To make its own sense without my interference.
To learn 'something' I had not learned before.

And you know...
It is amazing how this works,
To obtain comprehension.
Who knew this approach,
Leads to a quickened understanding?
Who knew that's how this happens?
I still find myself scratching my head in disbelief.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What I Learned Today

What I learned today is that there will be a tomorrow,
what I learned today is the truth is full of pain and sorrow.

What I learned yesterday is people make mistakes,
what I learned yesterday is I will do whatever it takes.

What I learned Saturday when i watched you leave I take back
what I said, what I learned Saturday is when we fought i dread.

What I learned now is that part of my heart is gone,
what I learned now is you will no longer wake me up at dawn.

It is quiet with out you,
I feel I have many things to do.

poem by Angelina Sabia
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Head vs Heart

Head vs heart,
Reality vs dream,
But what happens,
When your head says dream,
Your heart says reality,
Can you trust them,
Or do you wait,
For some little sign,
And then you lose it all,
The dream, the reality,
Both are gone,
Over night everything’s lost,
Oh just to change time back,
And go with the heart,
Cos now I realise,
That’s what I wanted,
I just couldn’t see it,
Cos the head was trying,
To overrule my heart,
To save more pain,
In the end I lost,
Nobody else,
The one who’s lonely,
Without a hug,
That was a lesson learned,
Never to be forgotten,
Head vs heart,
I’ll pick heart every time!

poem by Katie Porter
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Fools Rush In

(words & music by j. mercer - r. bloom)
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you my love
My heart above my head
Though I see the danger there
If theres a chance for me
Then I dont care, oh-oh-oh-oh
Fools rush in, where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know
When we met, I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
And I dont care, oh-oh-oh-oh
Fools rush in, where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know
When we met, I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Balance

After he had journeyed,
And his feet were sore,
And he was tired,
He came upon an orange grove
And he rested
And he lay in the cool,
And while he rested, he took to himself an orange and tasted it,
And it was good.
And he felt the earth to his spine,
And he asked, and he saw the tree above him, and the stars,
And the veins in the leaf,
And the light, and the balance.
And he saw magnificent perfection,
Whereon he thought of himself in balance,
And he knew he was.
Just open your eyes,
And realize, the way its always been.
Just open your mind
And you will find
The way its always been.
Just open your heart
And thats a start.
And he thought of those he angered,
For he was not a violent man,
And he thought of those he hurt
For he was not a cruel man
And he thought of those he frightened
For he was not an evil man,
And he understood.
He understood himself.
Upon this he saw that when he was of anger or knew hurt or felt fear,
It was because he was not understanding,
And he learned, compassion.
And with his eye of compassion.
He saw his enemies like unto himself,
And he learned love.
Then, he was answered.
Just open your eyes,
And realize, the way its always been.
Just open your mind
And you will find
The way its always been.
Just open your heart
And thats a start.

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Epiphany, Dead Man Walking

i learned to walk again,
the day you drove away
and left me standing in the drive...

i learned to see again,
staring at old photographs
in a book hid away.

i learned to think again,
thinking, and rethinking
every move and every action.

i learned to feel again,
struck dumb with waves of sorrow,
with blood on my lips.

i learned to cry again,
in the dark and sleepless night,
when no one else could see.

i learned to fight again,
pushed back against the wall
with nothing left to lose.

i learned to pray again,
to a God that doesnt answer,
from the gates of hell.

i learned to dream again,
violent shaking nightmares,
waking up to a cold sweat.

i learned to love again
to cherish every moment,
every touch forgotten.

i learned to walk again,
and walked off into the sunset
with our hearts in my hands.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wide Open

I used to stand in my doorstep
I used to dance in the rain
I used to cast out wishes
That never came back again
I used to sit in my garden
With pretty maids in a row
Silver bells and cockle shells
Waiting to see where we're goin'
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything
Same old scenery
Made me real confused
Tired of the same old feeling
Of being lost and used
I follow lonely footprints
To see where they would lead
Dreaming that they would take me
Where I want to be
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything
An air of confidence
Is now in my stride
I swing my shoulders gently
My hips from side to side
Now I live in the moment
Where there are no regrets
Now I keep my head up
With nothing to forget
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything

song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Not To Rewind..

Why we have learned to speak, if the silence loves our heart,
Why we have learned to be kind, if the cruelty rules our mind,
Why we have learned to be polite, if the rudeness runs in our blood,
Why we have learned to be human, if animal instincts still control and collaborate.

If the silence is treasured in the hearts, the families are lost,
If the cruelties are dignified and glorified, the nations are destroyed,
If the rudeness step on the policies, livelihood are bargained,
If we try to hunt and annihilate, humanity is betrayed and nullified.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Loser

He lost his money first of all
And losing that is half the story-
And later on he tried a fall
With fate, in things less transitory
He lost his heart-and found it dead-
(His one and only true discovery),
And after that he lost his head,
And lost his chances of recovery.
He lost his honour bit by bit
Until the thing was out of question.
He worried so at losing it,
He lost his sleep and his digestion.
He lost his temper- and for good-
The remnants of his reputation,
His taste in wine, his choice of food,
And then, in rapid culmination,
His certitudes, his sense of truth,
His memory, his self control,
The love that graced his early youth,
And lastly his immortal soul.

poem by Hilaire Belloc
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I Have Learned

I had been told 'never' to say never.
And for as long as I lived,
I will learn a 'never' said will return.

And I found that to be true.
I have learned to focus and remain conscious.
Never to keep repeating the same mistakes.

I have learned,
The giving of oneself...
Opens the door to heartache.

I have learned,
Forgiveness for some...
Means a forgetting for them to what they've done.

I have learned,
A revolving door...
Revolves not solve solutions.

I have learned,
A no does not mean yes...
To a depleting of my happiness.

I have learned,
Never to allow my peace of mind...
To be plucked by anyone wishing to get on my nerves.

I have learned,
THAT!
And 'that' aint gon' happen no mo'!
Never.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I First Lost My Impatience

I felt dirty and betrayed,
When I first lost my impatience.
I felt...
Used and so unclean.
I knew I had been stripped,
Of an innocence I would never have again.

To be vicious, cruel and mean...
Was all I saw and knew,
As a child growing up...
To be exposed to seeing these scenes.
People were being cussed out and talked about,
For not sharing their potato chips! Seriously.

I didn't know exactly why,
My impatience had been taken away...
In the manner it was done.
But I grew to understand there was a purpose.
And even if I shared all my chips...
I can always buy another bag. I learned!

Today I have discovered,
I have more patience than I have ever had.
And some who have come to test me...
Are surprised I am not so quick,
To give them a taste of impatience.

I have found a life I am determined to live.
One with a peace of mind...
And freed from 'identified' evil people.
Patience taught me how to observe first,
With my mouth closed and ears open to listen.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost Hearts Strong Hearts

how many lost hearts are in this world?
grown men and women
young boys and girls.

different hearts for different loves
all seeking the answers from above.

the lost heart when somebody
departs from this earth.
a lost heart when a woman gives birth.

the lost heart of a dream shattered
which was 'all in your life that mattered'.
the lost heart of a man for a woman
and a woman for the man
when they decide to take a stand.
but! the lost heart does not need a hand.

the human heart is the only
thing in this life, that has outlived
everything in this world.

it was placed gently in our chests
for this was where it suited it best.
it has learned all the emotions
pain, passion, heartbreak, sorrows, joy
and all that came its way
and in this world will forever stay.

poem by Louis Rams
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Wide Open Space

I wonder if after all this time
You think of me.
Do you ever miss my company?
You never could doubt about
The way that I feel.
Tell me: dyou feel it too?
Its funny how after all this time
Youre all I see.
I wonder if you still keep your key.
And now that youre gone
Theres nothing left for me here,
Just a wide open space.
And I cant forget that smile on your face.
Theres a wide open space,
And noone else can stand in your place.
Theres a wide open space here in my heart.
Its funny how all at once
The world can turn around,
Taking you up to bring you down.
And suddenly life has passed me by
And Im left with a wide open space.
You know I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
I couldnt believe it when I thought
I heard you say
Youd never be coming back this way.
And since youve been gone
Theres been no love for my heart,
No, not a trace.
And I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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I saw you and I learned this

I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,

Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms
I saw you and I learned this,
My eyes, your dreams

My heart, your memories
Oh, what is there of mine?
Everything is yours
My life is yours, my breath is yours

In my eyes came your tears
All of my woes began to smile
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,

Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms
I saw you and I learned this,
This heart doesn't seem like anything

What do I say, what do I do?
Yes, in front of me
You stay seated
I will keep on looking at you

You called out, look I came
What vow is bigger than love?
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,

I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,
Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms

poem by Maryam Kazmi
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I've Learned Not to Confess Too Much

I've learned,
Not to confess too much.
Even to those I 'suspect' I can trust.

Nothing is as real,
As one's own touch.
Especially if one's hands,
Covers a mouth to keep shut.

Yes I have learned,
Not to confess too much.
Some may rush to pass judgement.
And unconsciously without intention...
Innocently crush an unexpected exchange.
Made by a quick assessment that shames.

Leaving eyes to bug wide.
And names to be called.
With a falling out done.
Over really nothing at all.

I've learned,
Not to confess too much.
Or express on my face...
Something in my mouth leaves a bad taste.
And as difficult as this may seem to me,
I may lie.
To protect my own and someone else's dignity.
Than to bring someone to tears.
Because of a giggle heard a person hears.

Experience has taught me this...
IF someone wishes to expose,
Their ugly baby to me...
At least I know how,
Now...
Not to look in shock or horror.

Oh yes...
I've learned not to express too much!
However,
If tears should fall from 'my' eyes?
I am quick to announce,
An ecstatic happiness.
With a controlled truth,
Hopefully kept undetected inside.

Although my knees may knock...
I am quick not to let them bend.
From a howling laughter,
I do my best to keep within.

'Lord, God...
I thank You! '

~You have more control than I do!
Geeessshhh...
Did you 'see' that ugly baby?
Don't blame that on Me, uh uh...
Oh no.~

'GOD..? '

~Don't 'God' Me...
I had nuthin' to do with that!
My assignments are in the East,
And South Cosmos.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ugly He Was Born

ugly he was born
even her mother had second thoughts loving him
his father disliked him
junked him from his
masculine affairs,
but he learned a lot
from being unloved
he keeps on knowing
what love is by loving
more those unloved
around him,
he sketched the faces
of those who were always set aside
or left out
those whose faces
do not matter
he learned all these
sufferings in his heart
kept the feelings
inside him like a big
book to read
when he is lost
in pain,
he did not stop loving
and those unloved
felt him, so real

he is real,
he is real
they call him real

somehow, he felt the
comfort of his real self

ugly, yet by now
so confident

to be himself
and not be somebody else

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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