Life is like perpetual drunkenness, the pleasure passes but the headache remains.
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If you pursue good with labor, the labor passes away but the good remains; if you pursue evil with pleasure, the pleasure passes away and the evil remains.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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The Convivial Book - Ye've Often, For Our Drunkenness,
Blamed us in ev'ry way,
And, in abuse of drunkenness,
Enough can never say.
Men, overcome by drunkenness,
Are wont to lie till day;
And yet I find my drunkenness
All night-time make me stray;
For, oh! 'tis Love's sweet drunkenness
That maketh me its prey,
Which night and day, and day and night,
My heart must needs obey,--
A heart that, in its drunkenness,
Pours forth full many a lay,
So that no trifling drunkenness
Can dare assert its sway.
Love, song, and wine's sweet drunkenness,
By night-time and by day,--
How god-like is the drunkenness
That maketh me its prey!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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You Are My Drunkenness
You are my drunkenness...
I did not sober up, as if I can do that;
I don't want to anyway.
I have a headache, my knees are full of scars
I am in mud all around
I struggle to walk towards your hesitant light.
poem by Nazim Hikmet
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Pain - II
If we couldn't be partners in pleasure,
Let us be partners in pain.
Let's stop pleasing each other,
And become a source of
Perpetual pain...
For in this loss of
Our mutual pleasure,
None of us have anything to gain.
We went in search of sanity
In a complaisant relationship
But now our animosity
Is driving us Insane.
We thought that the Sun
Would always shine -
Whatever be the weather,
We'll wait for the sunshine.
But now it seems,
After all these years,
The sunny side of our relationship
Has been overshadowed
By the clouds, the rain, the storm
And the hurricane -
Of immense pain.
We thought this relationship
Is a blessing from God
But we realized too late
That it's a curse on us,
Our life's evil bane.
And now, there is no need to feign
Trying to be happy and gay -
When we know of the deep pain
Engulfing us, deep down below -
Alas! We tried too much, too long,
Yet our time and efforts
All went in vain.
And what now remains in us -
Is not even a dropp of pleasure
Yet plentiful of rain -
The raining pain.
And we are drowning...
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Passes away
Passes away
Everything passes away
The night the star
The day the fire
Everything everything.
I remained as it is
Where it is
Here as a fairy tale.
Death passes away
Birth passes away
And passes away
Everything passes away.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The vine brings forth three grapes: the first of pleasure, the second of drunkenness, the third of sorrow.
Stress and Headache Free
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
No more nodding medicated.
Or allowing to berated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Dues I had I paid it.
I feel today elated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I'm happy that I've made it.
And there's nothing complicated!
Oh, I'm stressing headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Yes I'm stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am happy that I've made it.
There is nothing complicated!
No more nodding medicated.
Or allowing to berated.
Dues I had I paid it.
I feel today elated.
I'm now more animated.
I'm now more animated.
I'm now more animated.
And my life can be paraded.
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
To peace I'm dedicated.
To peace I'm dedicated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beach Called Life
Worn out by the constant pounding
Of life’s perpetual waves.
Yes I watch both the tourist and the natives
As they gaze at the beach.
And see bits of human remains
Amongst this beach we called life.
poem by Richard Noggin
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Perpetual inspiration is as necessary to the life of goodness, holiness and happiness as perpetual respiration is necessary to animal life.
quote by Andrew Bonar Law
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Life Passes Us By All Too Soon
I wasn't sure what was around the corner
In fact my head was up there on high
Never had I seen it all coming
But one day I suddenly opened my eyes
Life Passes Us By All Too Soon-
Hand in hand we both walked along
Your smile meant everything to me
How I recall all those years we spent
And now I'm left to only believe
Life Passes Us By All Too Soon-
I never gave it much a thought I admit
Like a child I never gave it much care
One day that all finally changed
When I turned for you and you wasn't there
Life Passes Us By All Too Soon-
So now I think back to those days gone
As I walk alone and think of you
Forget you never this is what I feel
But life has shown me something new
Life Passes Us By All Too Soon-
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Noticed Without Mistake
When a headache begins,
And it is noticed...
Without mistake,
With a pinpointing to the origin.
Know now you do what and who,
Initiated that headache.
With an acknowledgement discovered,
You can refuse the invitation for your own sake.
And closer too are those steps you make...
To identifying the life you wish.
And that which to dismiss,
From your happiness kept to keep as is.
There is nothing like stopping,
A whine that begins...
On time you once gave,
You no longer give.
Know now you do what and who,
Initiated that headache.
With an acknowledgement discovered,
You can refuse the invitation for your own sake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time
Time
~
A week, a month and a day
time passes inconsistent
and still remains unchanging
just the reflection it leaves
divides thought and opinion
it waits for no man
nor like the tide can be tamed
time is fleeting yet lasting
the eternal contradiction
of philosophy and faith
time is age and youth
life and death irrespective
it passes only as we see it
a week, a month and a day
time continues onwards
poem by Matthew Holloway
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One Less Headache
Well it's just a simple fact I
Need to have another drink or two to move on
And then ya won't matter at all
Well it's just a simple fact I
Need to lose you as a ball and chain and move on
And then ya won't matter at all
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
And now all that's left is
Shattered glass and some broken dreams for all
It really doesn't matter at all
Now that it's all said and done I
Had to have another drink for you and move on
And now you don't matter at all
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
Wanted to believe
Wanted to believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
Left at home
Believe in something
Now you're one less headache left at home
song performed by by Zebrahead
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Pleasure And Pain
I know some people
who have experienced both
the pleasure and the pain
and some of that pain still remains
with them to this day.
One had the pleasure when they were young
when the pleasure they had
was classed as wrong
and they became the scorn of the community.
They then fell in love,
but no wedding bells did play.
Now they say they live in sin.
What sin is this you ask?
When two people live together
and share their life with one another.
Maybe they are not married,
but their lives together are happy.
Who are we to condemn them
for everything they have,
certainly not I.
How can you condemn them
for living together as man and wife?
The answer is you cannot
for when you look at it
many marriages are only just
two signatures on a piece of paper.
15 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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The honest man must be a perpetual renegade, the life of an honest man a perpetual infidelity. For the man who wishes to remain faithful must take himself perpetually unfaithful to all the continual, successive, indefatigable, renascent errors.
quote by Charles Peguy
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Queenie Wahines Papaya
(words & music by bill grant - bernie baum - florence kaye)
She sells sea shells by the seashore
But I know a girl who sells so much more
Queenie wahines papaya rates higher than pineapple, pumpkin or poy
Please pick her papaya put queenie wahine in perfect perpetual joy
though some peoples palates prefer pickled salads
For pudding pick popcorn peach pie
Oh queenies papaya youll truly desire
When that queenie wahine passes by
Queenie wahines papaya rates higher than pineapple, pumpkin or poy
Please pick her papaya put queenie wahine in perfect perpetual joy
though some peoples palates prefer pickled salads
For pudding pick popcorn peach pie
Oh queenies papaya youll truly desire
When that queenie wahine passes by
Queenie wahines papaya rates higher than pineapple, pumpkin or poy
Please pick her papaya put queenie wahine in perfect perpetual joy
though some peoples palates prefer pickled salads
For pudding pick popcorn peach pie
Oh queenies papaya youll truly desire
When that queenie wahine passes by
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The pain passes. The beauty remains.
quote by Auguste Renoir
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Beauty passes, but perfection remains with us.