Confidence, knowing for certain that the person making the call has your safety foremost in their mind. And knowing that the job you are about to take on is the right thing to do, that it makes sense.
quote by Paul Gleason
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It Makes More Sense
It makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
It makes more sense,
To walk away than to be petty.
And it makes more sense,
To prevent a thumping headache.
And it makes more sense,
Not to argue with a fool.
Knowing this is something done,
Many fools love to do.
And it makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
And it makes more sense,
Not to argue with a fool.
Knowing this is something done,
Fools love to do.
And it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To chase all bitterness away.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
And it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To chase all bitterness away.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
Yes it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
Yes it makes more sense,
To keep the peace with every neighbor.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'You're right' than build a hate.
Knowing that tomorrow promises another day.
It makes more sense,
To leave a fight and not to start it.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'I'm wrong'. And then depart.
What is there to gain to carry hatred in your heart.
It makes more sense,
To leave a fight and not to start it.
And it makes more sense,
To say, 'I'm wrong'. And then depart.
What is there to gain to carry hatred in your heart?
It makes more sense,
Stopping something not to start.
Yes it makes more sense,
Not to tear things all apart.
Or bring up filthy garbage,
Knowing it is just a farce.
Yes it makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it.
Yes it makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it.
Yes this makes more sense.
There should be no doubt about it,
That it makes more sense!
Without being convinced,
To leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Step Closer
I'm 'round the corner from anything that's real
I'm across the road from hope
I'm under a bridge in a rip tide
That's taken everything I call my own
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
I'm on an island at a busy intersection
I can't go forward, I can't turn back
Can't see the future
It's getting away from me
I just watch the tail lights glowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
Knowing, knowing
I'm hanging out to dry
With my old clothes
Finger still red with the prick of an old rose
Well the heart that hurts
Is a heart that beats
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
To knowing, to knowing, to knowing
song performed by by U2
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How Can You Sleep?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you Feels Bad He Let You Go?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really Loves you cant sleep at night?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you cant Eat Because you are no longer there?
How Can you sleep, knowing that all he wants to do is hear your voice every night before he goes to sleep?
How can you sleep, knowing that everyday all he do is long for your touch and the warmth of your Lips?
How can you sleep, knowing that your on his mind everyday, Minute, Hour, Second?
How can you sleep, knowing your his one and only, even when your not together?
How can you sleep, telling him truth about him but not being true to yourself?
How can you sleep, not telling him what you know you want him to know?
How can you sleep, knowing he put his trust in you and you let him down?
How can you know so much yet so little?
How Would You Sleep Knowing That One Day Soon Will Be The Last Day You Ever See Him Again Knowing He Did You So Good And Yet One Day You Let Him Down?
poem by Nathaniel Hayes
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True happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you are truly loved,
But that someone special.
Knowing that you are secure,
With the person you are,
Is also happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you have learned,
to believe, trust and most of all,
Love yourself, for the person that you are.
Having accomplished all that is needed,
to be a complete person on the inside,
Only then, can we be truly happy.
Being happy with ourselves,
We are ready to accept the happiness,
that awaits us in our lifetime,
And that is the greatest happiness of all.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Let It Happen
Love, is knowing you're wrong and accept it, say it out loud.
Love is knowing you're right, yet not bragging about it.
Love is showing your strenghts and weaknesses with confidence.
Love is a feeling that makes you weak in the knees, yet strong enough to walk towards it, and embrace it without hesitation.
Love is a two way street, that meet in the middle of both hearts.
poem by Jill Laughlin
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Knowing Your Perimeters
knowing your perimeters is not an easy job,
not really expensive, but it takes the mind of the pensive man,
the wiles of the wise and the wit of the wounded
who am i? where am I? what am i?
where am i heeded? where i will stop?
what can i do? what i cannot do?
knowing the length of your arms and feet
the distance of your vision
and knowing what you can touch and
see, and knowing what you cannot
even touch and see no matter how
wide you open your eyes
knowing your place, your fences, the limits
of your garden, the source of your water,
your air, your food, the quiet imagination
knowing what you can give and you can hold,
knowing what you can let go
and what you must keep in your heart forever
knowing the limits of your mind
the stretch of your hands, the number of times that
you can blink your eye,
the right time to fear and the right time to kill
the right time to love and the right time to hate
or just be the foolish man who is so indifferent
i know my limits and i mark my boundaries.
please do not go any further. i am just staying
within the bounds of my hands and feet.
i am seeing you and i am warning you.
i have this detonator. My finger is ready.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knowing you
Exhausted and tired, I met you,
All the right reasons I saw,
Asked for a hand you gave me both,
Called for care I received love,
Knowing you knowing love
Shivering without any hope,
I asked for warmth i got heat,
In your tender arms i rested,
Darling give me more
Knowing you is knowing love
You took me by the hand,
Whispered in my ear,
You called me to your side,
You loved so dearly,
Take my hand you will see,
Love is becoming us,
Knowing you is knowing love
Tell me you love me,
With words im healed,
With the gentle touch im in ecstacy,
Knowing you was a fortune,
Like a beggar finding gold,
Knowing you was knowing love
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Inner Self (mirror of emotions)
Ever looked at yourself in a mirror
did you like anything about you
look at your innerself
rare emotions come up
dont know what to feel anymore
numb inside but hurt also
all you want to do is hurt yourself
trying to get back your happiness
but you know its gone
knowing its not coming back
look in the mirror
what has changed you
into this person
dont know who you are
makes you mad
where you shatter the mirror with your fists
shouting why! ! ! and you look at your fists
and just laugh
knowing it satisifed you for a little bit
until a wash of emotions rise again.
You cant control them
the only comfort you have
is hurting yourself and god
you look into that mirror
seeing your eyes fill with tears
knowing the person you loved
is gone
cant do nothign to bring them back
mad at yourself for not talking to them
not knowning when they will go
ALL YOU THINK OF IS WHY!
AND TO HURT YOURSELF.
but you cant do it..
poem by Ashhy Quebedeau
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Knowing Me, Knowing You
No more carefree laughter
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty house, tears in my eyes
Here is where the story ends, this is goodbye
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
We just have to face it, this time were through
(this time were through, this time were through
This time were through, were really through)
Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
Its the best I can do
Memries (memries), good days (good days), bad days (bad days)
Theyll be (theyll be), with me (with me) always (always)
In these old familiar rooms children would play
Now theres only emptiness, nothing to say
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
We just have to face it, this time were through
(this time were through, this time were through
This time were through, were really through)
Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
Its the best I can do
song performed by by ABBA
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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P o e t s
and the gift is not
the writing, but the knowing,
knowing poetry
poems come and go
but the knowing stays
and grows; ask them,
they know that knowing.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Question The War...
when they bring you the body
of your son draped in a flag for burial...
and you read his last letter, again and again.
when he talked about fear, and doubt...
not knowing why anymore,
not knowing if he was doing the right thing,
not knowing if anything was right...
and the faces of women and children
that left him sleepless...
will it be only then,
that you question the war?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fear Nothing But One
Fear Love for it will kill you both in such thrill
Makes you suffer when you're happy
Makes you perish when you're ill
Fear it for it makes you decide in such a deadly way
Makes you choose if you are for your happiness
Makes you decide to work or play
Fear Dark for it will blind you and always let you fall
Makes you fall without such judgment
Makes you cry in no such call
Fear it for it makes you clueless and not updated and aware
Makes you tremble without knowing
Makes you hardly even care
Fear Needles for it will bleed you and strike you in the eye
Makes you suffer bleeding hard
Makes you simply knowing you're alive
Fear it for it will simply have a permanent scar on your face
Makes you feel be wasted
Makes you wanted it to erase
Fear everything else but nothing beats them all but him
God sets the beginning of everything
God sets the end of everything
Fear him for he can do anything even impossible in the eye
God will make you face your fear
God will make you sigh
poem by Princess Bernadette Anillo
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How Can I Knowing Myself Inside
How can I
Knowing myself inside
Knowing my lust and envy and fear and distrust
Knowing my weakneses,
How can I expect of G-d
To keep alive forever
The problematic being I am?
I idealize those I love
And do not try to know them
As I know myself –
They too being human
Are also not perfectly worthy
They too being human
Know sin within themselves-
And yet I try
I pray
I would not abandon those I love-
I ask God why to let die
Those who have such beauty and goodness
Those each one of which is a unique person-
I try –
Knowing God has not promised
To keep each of us alive forever –
I try –
Asking G-d to do what G-d has never promised –
And who am I
And what am I
To dare to ask?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Great knowing
Knowing nothing
Knowing everything
Knowing what is
The use of knowing
Knowing great
Great knowing is
Earnig knowing.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
quote by Gilda Radner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Going
Breaking it all down.
Just look around.
A life so quaint.
A blotch of paint here and there.
Painting a portrait out of thin air.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Is this really how its gonna be.
So hard to see.
The glassed fogged by a change in temperature.
Heat rising and falling.
Emotions forever turning.
Were just churning the same sickness over and over again.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Walking among the shadows.
A pact with devils.
Toss everything aside.
Take another, take a better ride.
Follow the motion of the oceans tides.
Eventually the chaos will subside.
Then again I will ask,
oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Look at that. It has start snowing.
Water crystallized and compromised.
Green skies.
A bitter wind grabs the skin.
Being ripped within.
I can already see the end.
Every move that can and will be made.
We are destinies slave.
Oh so brave.
But in a jaded sense.
How can it benifit me.
What a diease.
Another sneeze from a life deformity.
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Without ever really knowing.
Going, going forever going.
Do you have a map?
Are you bound to a contract?
Is there something you lack?
Just what is it that got you moving in zig zag.
Are you crossing the alps too just to get to other side.
Is it another promise land in which we must all make our stand?
Is it, is it, is it?
Oh where did you come from?
Where are you going?
Without ever really knowing.
Without ever really knowing.
Going, I am going, going, gone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Dogmatism and skepticism are both, in a sense, absolute philosophies; one is certain of knowing, the other of not knowing. What philosophy should dissipate is certainty, whether of knowledge or ignorance.
quote by Bertrand Russell
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Purity
Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing
that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing
that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my
love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it
is thy power gives me strength to act.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Familiarity
He told me
We've known
Each other
For so many
Years…
He feels
So close
To me…
Why don't I
Feel the same
Towards him?
He asked me…
Reflecting on this
Seemingly close
Familiarity…
That makes him
Feel so close
To me…
I wonder
Just through
Emailing and
Internet chatting
How much
Do you really
Know of a person?
You know him
Only when
You've
Lived with him
Seeing his
Ins and outs,
Knowing his
Whereabouts
Seeing his
Smiles and
Shouts ;)
How he
Grimaces
And pouts ;)
How he
Haggles with
Touts ;)
Addressing his
Everyday
Doubts,
Staying by him
Always…
Through all seasons,
Be those rains, floods
Or droughts…
Forgiving him
For the rules
He flouts ;)
Lest there are
‘No go back'
Fall outs ;)
Making the most
Of his depressive
Bouts and keeping
Him off those
Lousy louts…
Making him feel
Spring-fresh and
Weeding out those
Ugly sprouts…
This is
What I
Deem
As real knowing…
Living, liking and
Loving…
Staying together…
Despite everything,
A relationship maturing
Ceaselessly growing…
Pruning and gardening
To create something,
That outlasts everything
Farming and cultivating
The greener pastures
Of togetherness…
Up until
One's last days
On earth -
Before the final
Farewell of dying
And about
Knowing…
Only through
Emailing and
Internet chatting?
In this glossy
Transience of
Cyber space…
All men are as
Virtual to me…
As the surreal
Faces of God
Almighty…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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IV
Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that
thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts,
knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason
in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my
love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine
of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions,
knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore from Gitanjali (1912)
Submitted by Silvia Velea
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