He is a wise man who has no worries about the things he doesn't have but he rejoices for those things that he has.
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Those Wonderful Things
some days you run, run, run
you never stop and when you stop
you're too tired to think about anything.
but some day, when you finally stop,
you're able to think and wonder about your
breathless running
and if i could have a christmas wish come true...
i would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
and in your life, which is so precious to me,
may troubles, worries never linger;
may they only make you stronger...
and may you rise each day with sunlight
in your heart
and success on your path
and answers to your prayers
and that smile
that i love to see
always there...
in your eyes...
and if i could have a christmas wish come true...
i would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
and in your life, which is so precious to me,
may troubles, worries never linger;
may they only make you stronger...
...and able and wise
...and able and wise
...and able and wise
and if i could have a christmas wish come true...
i would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
and in your life, which is so precious to me,
may troubles, worries never linger;
may they only make you stronger...
...those wonderful things
...stronger
...those wonderful things
...stronger
...those wonderful things
...stronger
...those wonderful things
song performed by by Alphaville
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He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
How Come
How come when I got the ace of hearts
Ya always draw the ace of spades
Hows it when your best friend
Brings you lillies on your birthday
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
How come when your local clergy calls
He tells me that you shouldnt wear black
What kind of bread are you gonna bake
With that hemlock in your spice rack
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
The spiders run, the cobwebs gone
Did you eat it when the moon was new
I drowned your cat, what do you say about that
Ive even broken up your broom
How come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
Well how come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
song performed by by Pogues
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All Things To All People
all people have worries
worries that wake them
worries about things yet to come
worries about worries are what worry some
i look out my eye
and behold I see people
big bold beautiful people
i see brown people
gold people
yellow people
red people
orange people
purple people
pink people
white people
yet I don’t see colored people
i see a people as one
a people capable
a people that should be grateful
grateful for the blessings that we can all share as people
to love
to grow
to build
to sow
people in my neighborhood
people it’s all good
undivided by vanity
an unbroken sea of humane humanity
people must rely on a shoulder to cry one
we all are people
we are people
old and young
rich or poor
used or new
let us be valued as people
let us value each other as people
persons
beings
individuals
not things
people
and all things to all people
to all nations
at all stations
in every situation
poem by Harlan Lovestone
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Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
quote by Bible, Paul, 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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Doesn't Remind Me
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
song performed by by Audioslave
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All Things Must Pass
Sunrise doesn't last all morning.
A cloudburst doesn't last all day.
Seems my love is up
And has left you with no warning.
It's not always been this gray.
All things must pass.
All things must pass away.
Sunset doesn't last all evening.
A mind can blow those clouds away.
After all this
My love is up and must be leaving.
It's not always been this gray.
All things must pass.
All things must pass away.
All things must pass.
None of life's dreams can last.
So
song performed by by Beatles
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Things Are Getting Better
Well I worked for a week and I got no pay.
(things getting better.)
Well my babys coming back home to stay
(things getting better.)
Well shes coming back home, but I havent got a dime
(things getting better.)
But Ive got my love to keep me fine[? ].
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well since my babys been away,
(things getting better.)
Well things got worse from day to day.
(things getting better.)
Well now my babys come back to me.
(things getting better.)
Yeah, itll get better, wait and see.
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well I pawned my watch and I sold my car.
(things getting better.)
The money Ive got wouldnt get me far.
(things getting better.)
But I dont mind now that youve packed.
(things getting better.)
Its a fact, that
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
song performed by by Kinks
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Shunting
Shunting, hunt, hut, hunting, tin, gin, sin, it, is, in, sun, guns, sing;
And like the muse of war! !
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Shunting, hunts, huts, sund, hung, tins, unit, sit, hit, in, Inn, gun;
With words of peace in the land of war!
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Brought, bought, fought, ought, drought, wrought, nought, sought, thought;
And like beautiful doors and windows!
But be very wise to choose from the right things alway! !
because, not all that glitters is gold.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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How Many Questions Our Life Arise
Not looking at anybody doesn't mean not to see,
To do the things you like doesn't mean to be free.
To be at the very verge of life doesn't mean to die.
And standing on the ground doesn't mean not to fly.
And how much to pepper so that all could be well?
And how much to sugar to sweeten the hell?
To live a normal life doesn't mean not to dream.
But how long to wait realizing that dream?
How loudly shout to suppress a whisper?
What questions to ask to recognize a twister?
Do not forgiving offense is not to keep the evil,
A beautiful appearance can hide the devil.
Not screaming with pain, doesn't mean not to suffer.
To be deceived, does not mean to be a duffer.
How cool to be to avoid the passion?
And how sensitive to be to see the affection?
Many questions in our tough life arise.
The answers are found if you are enough wise.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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But Wise Men Perceive Approaching Things
Because gods perceive future things, men what is happening now,
but wise men perceive approaching things.
Philostratus, Life of Apollonius of Tyana, VIII, 7.
Men know what is happening now.
The gods know the things of the future,
the full and sole possessors of all lights.
Of the future things, wise men perceive
approaching things. Their hearing
is sometimes, during serious studies,
disturbed. The mystical clamor
of approaching events reaches them.
And they heed it with reverence. While outside
on the street, the peoples hear nothing at all.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Summer To Winter
summer to winter
and spring to fall
things will change
everything rearranged
people will shift
relationships drift
but things that are known
the love that is shown
will help you through
as things change
others stay the same
the sun will shine
things will grow
tides will rise
and stars will glow
just because some things aren't the same
doesn't mean everything will change
just look to the skyy.
or watch the falling tides
and find hope in the things you know.
poem by Jackie Lynn
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Bestfriend
[Verse 1]
[Musiq]
Now a days I don't understand
Why my love doesn't love me like she used to before
Now lately the sun jus doesn't shine and my paradise is gone
[Chorus 1]
Cause most of the time
We argue and fight
Over things that doesn't really matter
Lord knows that I tried
To give all my love
So what should I do?
[Chorus 2]
[Carol]
You got to understand it's all about give and take
You can't be so demanding
Things won't always go your way
If you just give it time
And think about her feelings
Then things will work out fine
Learn to make her your best friend
[Verse 2]
[Musiq]
I hear what you saying but my girl she's always
Complaining and and blaming me for things I'll never do
And I don't know what
song performed by by Musiq Soulchild from Juslisen
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With Malice To Malign
It isn't wise to say unkind things,
Behind another's back.
It isn't wise or advisable to do that.
One never knows 'who' or 'what' is listening.
And how 'whatever' that is that hears,
Wishes to correct the misrepresentation...
With something done no one expects,
That may unexpectedly be severe.
No...
It isn't wise to say unkind things,
Behind someone's back.
It isn't wise or advisable to do that.
Especially if done with malice to malign.
Since one never knows how doing so,
Will someday affect one's mind with wishes...
Of having spent more time to conduct their own business.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A ravens eye
A ravens eye of the world is so different you see..
Not like mine or yours..
So unique and peaceful..
No worries to come..
Joyful things fill the air,
Tis the raven and its eye
A beauty for odd things..
And as for you and me.. tis a mystery i say
poem by Joelstine Gonzaga
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Worries 2
At times, we feel that
we have the worries of the world
resting on our shoulders
that seem to increase in size
as everyday passes.
We look around for someone to talk to;
invariably there is no one there.
The worries magnify themselves ten fold
and you begin to wonder how you will ever cope with them.
You keep looking over your shoulder
believing someone is watching
every move you make,
but know it is your imagination
just playing tricks on you.
The worries keep increasing at an alarming rate.
You begin to wonder
if there is any way out
with the burden that you carry.
You look for options that might help you through,
or is there just one way,
just to end it all.
Give up and submit,
end everything.
These are the words that ring out in your head.
They add more confusion
to the worries you already have.
You go to bed hoping, always hoping
tomorrow things will be better,
but in your heart, you know they won’t.
It will only be another repetitive circle
of what you have had today.
21 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Will Keep Broken Things
I will keep
Broken
Things:
The big clay
Pot
With raised
Iguanas
Chasing
Their
Tails;
Two
Of their
Wise
Heads
Sheared
Off;
I will keep
Broken
things:
The old
Slave
Market
Basket
Brought
To my
Door
By Mississippi
A jagged
Hole
Gouged
In its sturdy
Dark
Oak
Side.
I will keep
Broken
things:
The memory
Of
Those
Long
Delicious
Nig ht
Swims
With
You;
I will keep
Broken
things:
In my house
There
Remains
An
Honored
Shelf
On which
I will
Keep
Broken
Things.
Their beauty
Is
They
Need
Not
Ever
Be
'fixed.'
I will keep
Your
Wild
Free
Laughter
Thoug h
It is now
Missing
Its
Reassuring
And
Gra ceful
Hinge.
I will keep
Broken
Things:
Thank you
So much!
I will keep
Broken
Things.
I will keep
You:
Pilgrim
Of
Sorrow.
I will keep
Myself.
poem by Alice Walker
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Twistin'
She set your goldfish free
And now she's sighing
Blew out your pilot light
And made a wish
She doesn't have to have
her db's records back now
But there's not a lot of things
That she'll take back
CHORUS
She wants to see you again
She wants to see you again
See you twisting in the wind
She's not your satellite
She doesn't miss you
So turn off your smoke machine
And Marshall stack
She doesn't have to have
Her Young Fresh Fellows tape back
But there's not a lot of things
That she'll take back
CHORUS
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song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Prayer Away
The world is full of troubles;
a lot of them are in the mind.
Worries of every kind,
which mar our waking day.
Who will listen to us,
with everything we have to say.
There is someone,
we can talk about our worries to.
They will not condemn us,
nor make us feel guilty for things we do.
We can talk to them at anytime,
come night or day,
because they are only a prayer away.
poem by David Harris
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