An old man may miss his target with a stone but never with his word.
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All The Hatred Around Us
I am a target!
You are a target!
He is a target!
She is a target!
Because of the hatred around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Arrow
always miss the target
because it has no target.
POet Nyein Way
ၿမွား
အၿမဲတမ္း ပစ္မွတ္ကိုလြဲတယ္
ပစ္မွတ္မွမရွိဘဲ
ၿငိဏ္း ေ၀
Will I
Will I miss the skies?
Will I miss the clouds?
Will I miss the ocean?
Will I miss the bay?
Will I miss the sunrise?
Will I miss the moon?
Will I miss the mountains?
Will I miss the trees?
Will I miss the city lights?
Will I miss the snow?
Will I miss the laughter?
Will I miss the jokes?
Will I miss touch?
Will I miss love?
Will I miss you?
Will i?
Will i?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Be not mad of targets.
A target is given; you are in tension.
It seems a hard one; anxiety sets in.
You put extra efforts; you’re in stress.
Hurdles crop; you are in strain.
Hope fades; you are in pain.
Hope revives; you recover.
The target achieved; full of joy.
The target aborted; full of sorrow.
Take light the target and enjoy.
03.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Absent From Their Bashing
Absent from their bashing.
And this they miss.
A familiar target,
Has vanished from their midst.
With a freshness from their rumor mill,
Sitting to dust from an activity that had existed.
And fear they do...
A collapse of strength once kept intact by it.
Absent from their bashing.
And this they miss.
And fear they do...
A collapse of strength once kept intact by it.
A familiar target,
Has vanished from their midst.
And upset they are...
As witnessed by their silent lips.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Miss
I miss
I miss the way you say my name
I miss your smile
I miss the way you make me feel
I miss you
I miss the sparkle in your eyes
I miss the love you had for me
I miss having your shoulder to cry on
I miss your arms around me
I miss the way you make me smile
I miss the way you hug me
I miss the way we always met
I miss everything about you
I miss your warmth
I miss the love raidiating from you
I miss the softness of your lips
I miss you
poem by Kalista Mccart
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Luck Favours The Commoners
Strong bees target at terminal flowers.
Some miss, some fail, some trail and a few hit.
Weak bees stumble on flowers that lie low.
They hardly miss the targets and get through.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Miss You
We had fire
As well as passion
The love we had together
No one could ever dream it up
Or imagine
The things that we used to do
I so miss you
No one can understand me
The way I think
How I see things
Together you and me
We were unique
Almost taboo
I miss you
We had differences
But they were ones that united us
We embraced them
As well as treasured them
I miss ever moment
That we had together
We liked the same
Music, art, books, foods, tattoos
Man I really miss you
No one compares to you
You are a package
That is complete
You were my friend, my everything
And most of the one I truly loved
Every word that I say is so very true
I miss you! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Tameeka Smith
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I miss u
I miss u in the mirror as it does not reflect u in my eyes
I miss u in my arm when I feel I am alone in the shades
I miss u when a girl shys
I miss u when a bird flies
I miss u when rain starts toopur toopur
I miss u when I heard leafs mutter
I miss u seeing a purple saree
I miss u seeing a talking eye
I miss u in a pic standing like a queen
I miss u serving a chat for u and me
I miss u in my arms
I miss u in my nights
I miss u when oggy runs after cockroaches
I miss u when bacardi and bear flashes
I miss u in the late night thinking of the old times
I miss u searching for help on new reciepies
I miss u when I see the phone ringing but its not a call of yours
I miss u when I try to call u but cut it as u r busy in urs
I miss u in facebook
I miss u in every book
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Target
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
Somebody say Im crazy
Walking in this neighborhood
Say you cant be too careful
But that wont do no good
Im no one special
But any part of town
Someone could smile at me then
Shake my hand then gun me down
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
Somebody say Im crazy
Living in this crazy town
I say maybe youre just lazy
Got to either swim or drown
I know what Im doing
Im happy day to day
But then something happens
Takes my nerve away
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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I Miss You!
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
i miss how me you'd go the extra mile,
i miss you,
i miss your sense of humor,
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
how you would be so nice,
i miss you,
i miss you my sis,
i miss you,
and i repay you with this
poem by Allie Whitehead
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Luck favours the ordianary
Strong bees target on terminal flowers.
Some miss, some fail, some trail and some succeed.
Weak bees stumble on those shy and beneath.
They hardly miss the targets and get through.
Maids and servants are fortunate weak bees
30.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I miss you!
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
i miss how for me - you'de go the extra mile,
i miss you,
i miss your sence of humor,
i miss you,
how you'de be so nice,
i miss you,
i miss you being my sis,
and i repay you with this
poem by Allie Nicole
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Who Said I Would
I know she says she wants me
I hear it every day
And I know she know it keeps me
Well there aint no other way
But shes got a heart must be made of stone
Cos when I tell her that shell miss me when Im gone
She says
Who said I would
She knows it aint easy for a simple boy like me
She fills me full of loving
Oh then she sets me free
But shes got a heart must be made of stone
Cos when I tell her that shell miss me when Im gone
She says
Who said I would, tell me, who said I would
Who said I would, who said I would
Im not the only one but I do fine
I suit her purpose and Im just her kind
I dont own her and I never could
Dont think I do, dont think I should
Tell me
Who said I would, who said I would
But shes got a heart must be made of stone
And when I tell her that shell miss me when Im gone
Youre not the only one but you do fine
You suit my purpose and youre just my kind
I dont own me and you never could
Dont think you do, dont think you should
Who said I would (who said I would)
Now she knows when she calls me
Ill come running every time
And she knows she gets me hot
But she dont know its her body never mine
And shes got a heart must be made of stone
Cos when I tell her that shell miss me when Im gone
She says
Who said I would, tell me, who said I would
Who said I would, who said I would
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Blind Love
Words and music by tom waits
Now youre gone
And its hotels and whiskey and sad luck days
And I dont care if they miss me
I never remember their names
They say if you get far enough away
Youll be on your way back home
Well Im at the station
And I cant get on the train
Must be blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
Oh blind love
Blind love
Stone blind love
Stone blind love
Well the streets turning blue
The dogs are barking and the night has come
And its tears that are falling
From these brown eyes now
And I wonder where you are
And I whisper your name
(I whisper your name)
And the only way to find you
Is if I close my eyes
And find you with my blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
Oh blind love
Blind love
Stone blind love
Stone blind love
Oh its blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
Oh blind love
Blind love
Stone blind love
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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A Sermon from the Wild
On a stone wall, by the pavement
Annoyed and angry,
With daggers drawn at everyone
Sat he dejected and depressed.
Eyes so cold, mind so blank
His vision, blurred by a hazy mist,
His gaze, fixed on the horizon far
Stationed he like a block of stone
From a distance, came a barking sound
From the dog that followed its master's trail
Seeing a rodent, behind the bush
The dog was barking on and on
The mangy animal, once so loved
Now left wantonly uncared,
Violently disturbing the calm around
Irked the man, otherwise annoyed
Instant was his response.
Picking up a stone and aiming at the dog
He hurled the stone with all his might
And wow! It didn't miss the target
Hit hard by the whizzing stone
The dog twitched and yelled in pain
Licking its wound, it ran round and round
Along the concrete path, mad and wild
Until, at last it slowed down
And moved towards its master harsh
Petrified, on an impulse, he jumped down,
And fearing the worst, he closed his eyes.
But wagging its tail with a pleading look
It began licking its master's hand
The hand so rude that clutched the stone,
And flung at it, causing it to bleed
It was a gesture too deep for words
That taught the man the lesson of love;
To love others with every broken piece
Even after someone breaks your heart
After years, it still remains
The best sermon, he ever heard.
Hitherto, never ever preached
By any mortal, living or dead
poem by Valsa George
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The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.
I Miss You
I miss you…
but not the you
that you are now
I miss the you that I used to know
Not the you that’s
Changed somehow
I miss the one,
with the smile
bright as the sun
I miss the you
that could make me feel
As if I were the only one
I miss your leg tight against mine
in the front seat
of my ol' Chevy
I miss the you that I could take to
lonely country roads
down by the levee
The one that I couldn’t
Get out of my car, tho’ I didn’t
Really try too hard anyhow
I miss you…really, really
Miss you…just not the you
That you are now
poem by David Whalen
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The Stones Under My Feet
sometimes the stones amaze me
as i tread upon them
they hurt and they look at me
as though asking questions
what is it that hurts you most?
i like to answer but they are all too numb i think
to understand any word that i say
sometimes i like to hurt them in retaliation
but i know i wouldn't work
there is no way that they will say they get hurt
there is nowhere
where i can hurt any stone that i throw to the sea
a stone is gone but not forever
as though it has its own feet and comes back to me
asking the question again: what is it that hurts you most?
i know this vengeance
there is no way that i will tell them
my secret too is like a stone and it will come back to you
without any word, still, silent, sagacious.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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