It is only the benevolent man who is capable of liking or disliking other men.
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I'm not concerned with your liking or disliking me... All I ask is that you respect me as a human being.
quote by Jackie Robinson
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Liking
There are several types of "liking"
Liking because directed to like
Liking because choosing to like
Liking and still doesn't know why could like
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.
quote by Maya Angelou
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The Strong Hands That Touched Four Breasts....
alright, it is just a matter of liking that i like to be with you.
beyond that, what it is?
it is but a liking to be with you, but
no, in this real world, liking is not hard like a commitment,
words sometimes do not tally with actions.
she says, the house where you live does not tally with the address that you have written.
She is absolutely misled.
he says, this is just being me. To survive the hassle,
I must lie.
and you who is so sweet like a pink rose, so gladly embraced it,
like my strong hands to your four breasts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The societal set up
To some I am supplicant,
To some I am a supplement,
To some I am a client and
To some I am benevolent.
To me some are supplicant.
To me some are supplements,
To me some are clients and
To me some are benevolent.
Can you alter the set in a society?
10.07.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unfortunate is This Reality
Disliking the truth,
Does not stop it from happening.
Or an experience of it,
Can not and could not
Be erased from one's mind.
Those who know truth,
Are not easily persuaded.
Or told they have been mislead.
There is a difference between truth,
And a dishonesty being fed to one's head.
Many don't see this,
And continue to believe
Whatever they decide,
Will be a truth they create for others to feed.
And unfortunate is this reality.
Disliking the truth,
Does not stop it from happening.
Or an experience of it,
Can not and could not
Be erased from one's mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another.
quote by E.M. Forster
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For The Band
Now for the question
That just won't go away
"So what are we
Gonna do today?"
Cuz it seems like
For the last four years
We've had far much
Less stuff to say
I know I always come out
Like a pessimist
But there is always something else
That's leading up to this
Chris used to come
To all the local shows
Back when the days were simpler
Do you remember?
[Chorus]
Those days are gone but Chris is not
And now he's got big hair
And in fact along with that
He's developed a severe disliking for
FOR THE BAND! (For the Band x3)
And I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
FOR THE BAND! (For the Band x3)
I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
So don't think I'm going to
Sit and complain
When there's so many
Good things left to say
But watch closely
As I refrain
From forgetting who I am along the way
[Chorus]
Those days are gone but Chris is not
And now he's got big hair
And in fact along with that
He's developed a severe disliking for
FOR THE BAND! (For the Band x3)
And I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
FOR THE BAND! (For the Band x3)
I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
She sat me down and said to me
I think you've misplaced your identity
Cuz what you do isn't all of who
You really are
Cuz everyday is just the same to me
We're playing sloppily
And singing out of key
Everyday is just the same to me
We're playing sloppily
We're singing out of key
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Those days are gone but Chris is not
And now he's got big hair
And in fact along with that
He's developed a severe disliking for
YOU KNOW WHAT! (For the Band x3)
And I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
FOR THE BAND! (For the Band x3)
I don't like, how it seems like
Anything and everything is always
For the band
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Now I worry. If people ended up liking me, did I do the job wrong? So I decided they didn't end up liking me - they ended up being able to deal with me.
quote by Daniel Okrent
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No words to push
I have no words to push
As mind has stopped the rush
It fails to create impression
What is use of my obsession?
I may think lots of things
It may be irrelevant for any kind of thinking
Why should I thrust upon their intelligent mind?
Readers are brave enough to think and find
Never think you are the only one person
That thinks of high ideology with reasons
Others are not merely meant for at receiving end
They may speak less or not react as reader friend
I still may want to probe their mind with opinion
Many come out with "like" and act as true companion
I wish them to come out with critical comments
So break can be applied with no resentment
It creates man to man liking
As reader and as poet much to the disliking
I shall value them most in any enterprise
As they can at any time spring the surprise?
What am I today is of their unstinted support
Otherwise how can the boat reach at the port?
I shall endeavor on their useful advice
Prove true to the expectation without any misses
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fast Forward
Why is your fist all up in my face?
'I just wanted you to see my knuckles,
In the event you should say something...
Totally disrespectful.
And I wanted you to see,
What I am capable of doing...
Before your lights are turned off.'
Why would my lights be turned off?
'Only your conversation will determine that.'
We haven't started it yet!
'So far we understand each other.
And I am liking it so far.
I'm ready whenever you want to begin.
And remember...
Keep it respectful.
And let's try to stay away,
From backstabbing relatives, past relationships...
Politics, religion or religious beliefs.
And especially cheating spouses.
I get upset easily.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
quote by Harriet Beecher Stowe
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Children, even infants, are capable of sympathy. But only after adolescence are we capable of compassion.
quote by Louise J. Kaplan
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Capitalists are no more capable of self-sacrifice than a man is capable of lifting himself up by his own bootstraps.
quote by Vladimir Lenin
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He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free.
quote by Victor Hugo
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It seems we are capable of immense love and loyalty, and as capable of deceit and atrocity. It's probably this shocking ambivalence that makes us unique.
quote by John Scott
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She Just Started Liking Cheatin' Songs
She just started liking cheatin songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've never had any reason to doubt her
As far as I know she's been true
But lately she's had a different look in her eyes
I wonder if she's seein somebody new
You can't blame a body for lookin
When there's a world of people out there
But I hope that she's not takin any closer looks
I tell ya lately frankly I've been scared
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've got to admit I do some looking too
But she's the only one I love
She still tells me she loves me
But I wonder if my love's enough
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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The treachery
A man is capable of falling
In love with more than one woman
At a time and pursuing them alike.
A woman is capable of getting
Love from more than one man
At a time and encouraging them alike.
Loving is a feeding to men.
Being loved is feeding to women.
Both are capable of treachery.
12.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Poems Bring Me Back To Myself
THE POEMS BRING ME BACK TO MYSELF
The poems bring me back to myself
I begin to live again –
Without the poems
I would have to make a new life-
I do not know if I am capable of it-
A life without poems without poetry
With other words perhaps-
I am too old to slowly write the long narrative
I never was capable of before
Little poems
Little lines
What I am capable of now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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To His Worthy Friend Doctor Witty Upon His Translation Of The Popular Errors
Sit further, and make room for thine own fame,
Where just desert enrolles thy honour'd Name
The good Interpreter. Some in this task
Take of the Cypress vail, but leave a mask,
Changing the Latine, but do more obscure
That sence in English which was bright and pure.
So of Translators they are Authors grown,
For ill Translators make the Book their own.
Others do strive with words and forced phrase
To add such lustre, and so many rayes,
That but to make the Vessel shining, they
Much of the precious Metal rub away.
He is Translations thief that addeth more,
As much as he that taketh from the Store
Of the first Author. Here he maketh blots
That mends; and added beauties are but spots.
Caelia whose English doth more richly flow
Then Tagus, purer then dissolved snow,
And sweet as are her lips that speak it, she
Now learns the tongues of France and Italy;
But she is Caelia still: no other grace
But her own smiles commend that lovely face;
Her native beauty's not Italianated,
Nor her chast mind into the French translated:
Her thoughts are English, though her sparkling wit
With other Language doth them fitly fit.
Translators learn of her: but stay I slide
Down into Error with the Vulgar tide;
Women must not teach here: the Doctor doth
Stint them to Cawdles Almond-milk, and Broth.
Now I reform, and surely so will all
Whose happy Eyes on thy Translation fall,
I see the people hastning to thy Book,
Liking themselves the worse the more they look,
And so disliking, that they nothing see
Now worth the liking, but thy Book and thee.
And (if I Judgement have) I censure right;
For something guides my hand that I must write.
You have Translations statutes best fulfil'd.
That handling neither sully nor would guild
poem by Andrew Marvell
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