We have not seen great things done in our time except by those who have been considered mean; the rest have failed.
Niccolo Machiavelli in The Prince
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The great creators—the thinkers, the artists, the scientists, the inventors—stood alone against the men of their time. Every great new thought was opposed. Every great new invention was denounced. The first motor was considered foolish. The airplane was considered impossible. The power loom was considered vicious. Anesthesia was considered sinful. But the men of unborrowed vision went ahead. They fought, they suffered and they paid. But they won.
Ayn Rand in The Fountainhead
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English Lit as it is taught For Sidi Mahtrow
English lit as it is taught.
My daughter was quite fond of Chaucer.
It was her choice I didn’t force her.
She treated Shakespeare with disdain.
Considered him to be pain.
Although her teachers would insist
he was the greatest tragedist.
That England ever had produced.
She refused to be seduced.
By the established point of view.
Though she was forced to listen to
Them singing praise of the bard.
They failed despite their trying hard.
She still considered Will a fraud
a failed exam was her reward.
Monday,08 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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All Things Considered
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered
I'm doin just fine
Woke up this morning to the sound of you slammin' the door
I got served a piece of paper for breakfast that said
You don't live here no more
And the dog won't let me pet him, he just lays around
And growls at my feet
And the paper boy forgot me again
I should have stayed in bed asleep
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered
I'm doin' just fine
Well my car broke down again right before it ran out of gas
Yeah my boss is still ringing in my head
One more time and your out on your... yeah
Well I can't wait till that five o'clock whistle blows
So I can sit in traffic all day
And end up going home alone
All things considered I'm doin just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered
I'm doin' just fine
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though
You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart
The way I feel I should be losing my mind
But all things considered
I'm doin' just fine
song performed by by Yankee Grey, music by Tim Hunt
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Jeane
Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And i'm tired of walking these streets
To a room with its cupboards bare
Jeane
I'm not sure what happiness means
But i look in your eyes
And i know
Oh ...
That it isn't there
Oh, we tried, and we failed
Oh, we tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
Oh, jeane
There's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it's a grave ?
Yet you still have that greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it will never be clean
Jeane
We tried and we failed
We tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
And we tried
Oh ...
Cash on the nail
It's just a fairytale
Oh ...
And i don't believe in magic anymore
Jeane
But i think you know
I really think you know
Oh ...
Oh yes, i think you know the truth
Jeane
Oh ...
No heavenly choirs
Not for me and not for you
Because i think you know
I really think you know
Oh ...
I think you know the truth
Oh, jeane
We tried, and we failed
We tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
song performed by by Smiths
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Tessa's Song
I'm sorry I failed
I'm sorry I fell
Straight from grace
I'm sorry I failed
I'm sorry I lied
Straight to your face
The world you know
Keeps getting bigger
And badder
And all that's true
And all that's good
Doesn't seem to matter
What's good and what's bad
What's right and what's wrong
Is getting harder to comprehend
And just when you think
You've figured it out
The rules are changed again
I'm sorry I failed
I'm sorry you see
All that I lack
I'm sorry I failed
And if I could
I would take it all back
It's hard to believe
This war has gone on
Since before you were born
And I worry
That it will still be raging
When you are grown
The things you see
The drugs and the sex
And you're still so young
I lie awake at night
Hoping I've shown you
Which road is the right one
I'm sorry I failed
I pray that you know
I'm doing the best I can
I'm sorry I failed
I know you will become
So much more than I am
So much time that I've wasted
So many tears that I've tasted
Knowing I'm not the best
But my love for you remains
Untouched by anything
Wondering why I've been so blessed
poem by Sarah Deen
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One Who Has Sacrificed With A Kept Pace
Something done persistently,
Eventually wears on the body and mind...
Of the one who has given time to find,
Without a resting to qualify this to be done...
Like some who give their recommendations,
Misunderstanding the drive it has taken...
To make sure things are set in place.
They would never understand,
One who has sacrificed with a kept pace.
Well...I do.
And it is not from that which I am doing today.
It is a much needed rest,
From that which has taken years in the making
To create.
Never before considered the connection between,
Aches and pains and the lack of rest.
Until my mind and body began to beg for some.
And getting as much as I can get to just rest,
To prioritize for myself is best.
And aging has made me more aware of this!
Without proper rest,
The body and mind begins to insist it be done.
And quick with a paying of attention.
Oh...
You don't need to shout so loud.
I hear you very clearly.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mask Of Future
Dreams weren’t farfetched for me
Life wasn’t bad for me
I got everything I wanted,
Power and ability, and even opportunity
But I ignored something unknown.
I got an opportunity,
But I did not complete my wish.
I did not misuse my opportunity,
But this world has a sequence.
A flow which we all follow
Something I failed to do.
I used my powers at the wrong time.
I stepped into higher steps ignoring the lower ones.
But I failed to realize something,
I failed to realize that everything required a basement.
A basement on which it can stand.
A power on which it can function.
I ignored the lower aspects of my life,
I went for the larger ones and accomplished them with ease
But there were two things in the lower steps.
Two things that I ignored.
Time and patience.
I ignored the aspect of time, and looked into the future.
I lacked patience and was eager to reach the future.
But I failed to realize that the future did not exist.
We can never reach our future.
For, when we reach it, it becomes the present.
I failed to realize that the future is yet another present,
A present which I always ignored.
I failed to realize that we can control only our present.
Use the present wisely, and the future will follow up.
I failed to see the hidden mask of future.
A mask, if opened, showed that the future is just another present.
poem by Vivek Kartha
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A real peace
I consoled and preferred to live at ease
There was never a comfort and peace
I was definitely a close friend but never in race
I wore beautiful smile with nice dress
Why do I feel so dejected?
I was never admired or rejected?
At no point of time I was even objected
Still in funny way I had acted
I wished happy days for them
What made them to think then?
I did not like to have loose or permanent joint
I was never attached at any point
I wished them all the best
I followed the routine as rest
It was to have smooth sailing
I believed in chance availing
You have failed to steal
I never tried to conceal
I never felt in fact as real
It had no approval or seal
I can blame no one
But you were not the someone
You imagined your role as beloved
You were never a reality and were removed
I can't entertain foolish idea
There complete mismatch in plea
It failed me to impress or appeal
As it was not at all perfect deal
I might have considered or consented
I sensed its futility and resented
It was never an idea to go for bond
I was never at ease or fond
You expressed your desire
I did not agree or went on to admire
It was tale of desperation
I did not find any reason or relation
You may think of impossibility
I need not bear its responsibility
You may rest your head anywhere
I was never before and will not be there
Did you notice my displeasure?
I never admired or reassured
You were totally in illusory world
You may certainly feel very cold
I know how to maintain pace
I have for others limited space
I know what can be my fate
Thought it may be realized very late
I believe in time and destiny
It might have been realized by many
I was little pink rose
But I preferred not to pose
I shall be considered as arrogant
It was more or less very important
I will have to shape or think in my own way
I can't keep quite and stay away
One has to be very brave and bold
Our conscience should not be termed as sold
It is definitely clear choice to be followed
No one should attempt or try to to be swallowed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Break silence
We failed to break silence
No one thought it can ever happen at once
It did take place and exposed bitternace
We were not looking at each and hiding face
She never argued at any point in past
This development took all of sudden and very fast
She was considered calm and cool
But I witnessed her to be forceful
All the time she was letting me off easily
As I thought over it and concluded readily
One must read human mind thoroughly
If failed in it then it shall be called simple folly
She may be right in her attitude
Every time male donation is considered to be rude
No one must underestimate her female partner
As she may not all the times surrender?
I was little arrogant and showed disrespect
She took it by heart and considered as hostile act
No one offers such behavior to better half
This was not a matter to be taken lightly and laugh it off
I realized at the same moment
That my act was fit to resent
Only it needed some initiate from my side
I must take her into confidence by surprise
I knew she will cool down like ice
Little love gesture was enough reason to suffice
I was sure she will not thrust more to spoil the relation
I could see the pain on her and that gave me enough of indication
"Bed tea for you" I woke her up in the morning
She was fast asleep and snoring
I was apologetic and showed it on face
She was little hesitant but believed in no more chase
I took her hand and promised no recurrence
It had taken all of sudden and by chance
She conceded to my point and relented
We were same again and consented
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Natural miracles
I have never looked around for natural miracles
They are day and night in orbit or circles
Then rise and set without fail
I did not notice so far and miserably failed
How can and in which way I adore sun?
The sky is lit by him without stoppage of any run
Time and again I failed to bow my head
Never had I seen generosity on its part and failed to read
My existence is very much dependent
Still I failed to act as an obedient
How easily I forgot all warm days?
When sun had for many days failed on its way
I enjoyed greenery on earth
Yet failed to see joy beneath
After how much long wait, the shower had pleased
But where had I time to look at when not chased?
I had the life full of glooms
There was no direction and darkness in rooms
Where had I time to look for those shines outside?
When it was given to me hopefully to reside
If I was offered hurdles
There was chance to remove obstacles
Only I had to act and wait for his blessings
Otherwise where was chance anything to go missing?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eye Fat Suicide
Eye failed at suicide
Eye failed at suicide
An individual person HAS no rights in the millennium
All individual rights have been taken away from the constitution
There is no more freedom no more one man doing what he wants
When eye hung the rope around my neck my feet still reached the floor
When eye poured my poison the thief just came along
He drank my hemlock in the form of all my whiskey and then all of my beer
It helped me to quit drinking in the long run for eye tired of thief
But when he stole my suicide eye got no great relief
The gun was oiled and loaded but all eye did was tear
My finger on the trigger stayed when eye heard the neighbors there
Eye will not let any personality send me to my grave
When eye tried to drown myself they came and saved
When eye found my love is helped me in my quest to live
She does have love inside her it's the only thing eye fear
To leave behind this world to lose so great a love
Eye lost at suicide when eye found my flower love
She is that important to make me want to try again
To live long after time has made me bitter in my live
To attempt the possible future the ever and the iff
Eye failed at my own suicide eye also failed to live
But the second chance has come
This time eye will try to love
Something im not good at something from above
To love my purple love
To fail at suicide
To live and love once more
To even up the floor of all the empty lies
Eye failed at suicide
poem by Charles Hice
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Ballade Of His Books
Here stand my books, line upon line
They reach the roof, and row by row,
They speak of faded tastes of mine,
And things I did, but do not, know:
Old school books, useless long ago,
Old Logics, where the spirit, railed in,
Could scarcely answer 'yes' or 'no' -
The many things I've tried and failed in!
Here's Villon, in morocco fine,
(The Poet starved, in mud and snow,)
Glatigny does not crave to dine,
And Rene's tears forget to flow.
And here's a work by Mrs. Crowe,
With hosts of ghosts and bogies jailed in;
Ah, all my ghosts have gone below -
The many things I've tried and failed in!
He's touched, this mouldy Greek divine,
The Princess D'Este's hand of snow;
And here the arms of D'Hoym shine,
And there's a tear-bestained Rousseau:
Here's Carlyle shrieking 'woe on woe'
(The first edition, this, he wailed in);
I once believed in him--but oh,
The many things I've tried and failed in!
ENVOY.
Prince, tastes may differ; mine and thine
Quite other balances are scaled in;
May you succeed, though I repine -
'The many things I've tried and failed in!'
poem by Andrew Lang
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Mutability
When I bethink me on that speech whilere,
Of Mutability, and well it weigh:
Me seems,that though she all unworthy were
Of the Heav'ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,
In all things else she bears the greatest sway.
Which makes me loathe this state of life so tickle,
And love of things so vain to cast away;
Whose flow'ring pride, so fading and so fickle,
Short Time shall soon cut down with his consuming sickle.
Then gin I think on that which Nature said.
Of that same time when no more Change shall be,
But steadfast rest of all things firmly stayed
Upon the pillars of Eternity,
That is contrare to Mutability:
For, all that moveth, doth in Change delight:
But thence-forth all shall rest eternally
With Him that is the God of Sabbaoth hight:
O that great Sabbaoth God, grant me that Sabbaoth's sight.
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Not At Peace
It will be unwise not to make choice
If so, then you will have no voice
Things may go from good to bad
Events may turn in disfavor to make you sad
Choice can’t be wrong
As they are not meant to be cheap song
They are to be made out of compulsion
Merely to stand fast against the confusion
You have choice when things are lying in abundance
You have all means to enjoy it at once
You are blessed with all fortune
Things move in favor with fine tune
The choice disappears as soon as time runs out
All worries and troubles may surface to worry about
You will be pushed in the corner to think seriously
The attack will be from all sides continuously
Choice is for the rich and not poor
They will be shunted from door to door
No one may land sympathetic ear
You may suffer endlessly for years
The sufferer may have no choice
As he has to surrender and fulfill the promises
That he will abide by all conditions
Suppress all views and no more ignitions
Only brave people can make choice
Rest all may die daily with threat of demise
They can do nothing amidst constant threat
The choice may be hardly considered great
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not To Make Choice
It will be unwise not to make choice
If so, then you will have no voice
Things may go from good to bad
Events may turn in disfavor to make you sad
Choice can’t be wrong
As they are not meant to be cheap song
They are to be made out of compulsion
Merely to stand fast against the confusion
You have choice when things are lying in abundance
You have all means to enjoy it at once
You are blessed with all fortune
Things move in favor with fine tune
The choice disappears as soon as time runs out
All worries and troubles may surface to worry about
You will be pushed in the corner to think seriously
The attack will be from all sides continuously
Choice is for the rich and not poor
They will be shunted from door to door
No one may land sympathetic ear
You may suffer endlessly for years
The sufferer may have no choice
As he has to surrender and fulfill the promises
That he will abide by all conditions
Suppress all views and no more ignitions
Only brave people can make choice
Rest all may die daily with threat of demise
They can do nothing amidst constant threat
The choice may be hardly considered great
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Destroyed
Destroyed
I did my best to please you
But my best was never good enough
Somehow you're only able to see
All I am not
Did you ever look behind
Aren't you afraid of the pieces you'll find
I have failed you
but you have failed me too
[Chorus]
It's so easy to destroy
and condemn
The ones you do not understand
do you ever wonder if it's justified
It's so easy to destroy
and condemn
The ones you do not understand
in your life why didn't you ever try
I close my eyes as I walk the thin line
between love and hate
For the person with the same blood in his vains
You show no regrets
about all the things you did or said
I have failed you
but believe me
you failed me too
[Chorus 2x]
song performed by by Within Temptation
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An earnest move
Once we moved hand in hand
Vowed to live forever as a friend
Sun too graced our honest drive
Moon also blessed for long to survive
We prayed sun never to scorch
Even in noon heat not so much
We need not to go in for the search of shed
We needed his presence when actually wed
Who will not want bright light in a way?
To work very hand for promising day
Result may come not in desired pattern
It may be start of new life and happy u-turn
Luck would not have it and we have to depart
It was tragedy and considered it as integral part
Had we not wished a stable and durable journey?
Why bitterness couldn’t be removed by use of honey
Some where we erred for simple reasons
Suited as an ideal couple and very good persons
Hell was let loose on us in rainy season
We were bogged down and failed to learn lesson
We had earnest desire still failed to compromise
On every turn we longed to stand with all promises
It may still be the step considered to be wise
It might have proved a doom instead of rise
I wish to return to native place
I don’t believe in mad race
It is to be considered as simple case
There may be ups n down as temporary phase
Words can’t supplement the agony
Luxury can’t be brought by money
It is how we take and except the challenge
It is right to accept fact instead to for revenge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only When It Is Available To Waste
Only when it is available to waste,
Is time then considered to be precious.
And those who say,
They wish they had more of it...
To do those things they find the time to excuse,
Are the first to acknowledge...
How pressed for time they are,
After wining and dining their druthers away.
With no thought of giving time to do this at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet-Truth Remains The Same
Which flow'r perfumed not the fingers that had crushed?
Which hungry Lion spares the beast thats near?
Which nettle failed to sting the hand that touched?
Which darkness failed to fill a child with fear?
Which soil did yield without it being tilled?
Which tornado leaves roof intact thats tiled?
Which fall from height maimed not the man it felled?
Which mother sane had failed to nurse her child?
All things on earth behave in basic ways;
The contrary of things is rather rare;
Despite this knowledge man spents troubled days;
Behave one must in ways prudent and fair.
Let man do things God-guided and be wise;
For Truth is always Truth, never a dice.
poem by John Celes
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How good is good
When things compared, quality talked
When quality even, money mattered
When money unimportant, endurance considered
When endurance limitless, quantity overlooked
When quantity doesn't affect, heart decides
When heart is failed, luck plays
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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