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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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Beyond Doubt He Is Alive
He hears my prayers
He answers my prayers
He provides my needs
And guides my deeds
He walks with me
He dwells in me
Beyond doubt He is alive
He speaks to His own
He empowers His own
In Him we perform miracles
In Him we overcome all obstacles
His church is marching on
His word is spreading on
Beyond doubt He is alive
This is why we fear no evil
Our redeemer liveth
Our master who bruised the devil
Our Messiah who rose from the dead
Liveth for ever more
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another.
quote by E.M. Forster
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A Chapter
All have chapters in this life. Since the birth a story started to be written about people present. Our link starts to be with others who were mostly strangers to us. A liking starts to be and that liking even turns into love. This special feeling starts to be realized and when the person whom we love leaves us then it happens to be end of joyful feeling. Tears fill the life in a very cruel manner. This feeling pains and nothing is known anymore. This forms a chapter of love and life, which is painful.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Nothing Missed
Where is that 'was' we once had...
Then left behind.
That 'was' that does not exist for us,
Now.
And has not been touched for years.
I often wonder what had happen to that love.
We then couldn't resist to reveal it quick,
The moment we stripped and appeared naked...
With promises never to leave lips locked tenderly.
But today we seem to enjoy separate dreams.
I never thought I would live my life alone.
To come to liking it,
Just as it is.
Without the moods and unexpected tears.
I never thought I would live my life alone.
To come to liking it,
And condoning a reminiscing.
But confessing nothing is missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Liking Life
One is life’s one, one of the celebrations,
Until the treachery has been committed;
Let informed opinion be made to untie
And then cutting happens due to oldness.
My stopping is to undo and relax
Like opening and closing, fully informed.
Begin now that I walked a hundred miles,
To believe is a sinful endeavour if evil beliefs.
One finds a truthful statement after death
Of another, liking the opposites is liking.
poem by Naveed Akram
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There's you in me,
There's you and there's me
There's Life and there's death
There's love and there's hate,
But you and i must live together.
There's me in you,
There's you in me,
Together we're in one
Life may start, life may end;
But you and I will always love one another,
As long as you and I liveth,
Life in the morning, life in the evening,
The sun rises, the sun sets.
But you and I remember one thing,
Love is our religion.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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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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Never Really Liking History
Never really liking history
When I was young, it is a mystery
How now my life is tied so fast
To the deep and distant past.
Take my love-life for example
Done and dusted (hardly ample) ,
And my best friends it must be said
Are so old they've been long dead,
Painters and poets, none in blood,
Conversing in ink and coloured mud.
To cap it all, (though I wear a hat,
An anachronism now at that) ,
As history is both taking and giving,
I fly dinosaurs for a living.
(CBB Sept 2011)
poem by Colin Breck Boardman
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Dont Beat Me Down
When he was a man, my father would stand
I never saw him run
There wasnt anyone could make the man bend
And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade
And he did his work well
Till the powers that be took a liking to him
And they traded his body for a cold empty shell
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got something to say
Dont you stand in my way
And dont beat me down
When I was a youth, I found the truth
In the eyes of a friend
There wasnt anyone could make the light dim
And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win
And the learning was good
Till the powers that be to a liking to him
And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood
When I was a child my mother smiled
At the cradle she bought
For the little tot she held to her breast
And the song that she sang was an anthem to love
It was all that I heard
Till the powers that be took a liking to me
And they told me that love was a four-letter word
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got one life to live
And thats all I can give
So dont beat me down
Now Ive got a place, got a worried face
And the question in mind
Please let me find a reason somehow
Why some reap the harvest while other men die
And the joker runs wild
And if powers that be take a liking to us
Then we all must return to the ways of a child
We all must return to the ways of a child
So dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got something to say
Dont you stand in my way
And dont beat me down
Ive got one life to life
And thats all I can give
So dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Gather Yourself
Gather up your knots
Still destroy the string
As far as you can make it
Like a weird and wondrous puzzle
Guess what to live into
Opening doors for the living
Liking lovers through time
Listening to lists of words
Lately the oddities have sworn
Their oaths
To see life as a solution
To the problems of existence
poem by Naveed Akram
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Life Is Just Life
life is neither a heaven nor a hell.
not a puzzle to get displace.
life is life n only life
which we have to live n survive..
life is not a trauma of tumult..
nor of sporadic spryness or sundry sadness
life is living n to live is life
life is not a season of summer or springs..
or of being at shed or scortching heat
life is what it is l-iving i-t f-ullest e-clatically
is the message it gives..
life is not a sea of sorrow or plethora of pleasure
nothing so special nothin to err
life is living n only living..
& the one who defines it, does it for living
life is not a boon nor a bane
& nthng being so estrange
life is to live n to live is life..
& living life makes us suffice.........
poem by Srishti Shrivastava
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Depression
My liking for life has been stolen,
A thief came and took it away;
A visitor bent on destruction,
A burglar from hell, you might say.
I see via dark tunnel vision,
With the edges so dim and opaque;
My senses have been all but flattened,
My sanity now is at stake.
I see nothing good in the present,
My past is a far nicer place;
Of the future I may have been due to,
I see not a feasible trace.
The burden of living is heavy,
So heavy, and hauling me down;
A quagmire of dark contradictions,
Swamping my smile with a frown.
I decide to be done with this torment,
And make the decision alone;
I threaten the thief with eviction,
In the midst of my mind-battle-zone.
Almost robbed of all mental possessions,
I still know what's wrong and what's right;
The deceiver, in all of his glory,
I'll fight and I'll fight and I'll fight.
With the sword of the truth I then stick him,
With the shield of my reason, deflect
All his arrows of poisonous lying,
His falsehood and fear, I reject.
Now my liking for life is returning,
The enemy forced to retreat;
The hope in my heart, reappearing,
The thief? he lies dead at my feet.
Written June 1995
poem by John Carter Brown
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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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If Ever I Be A Teacher
If ever in my life
I'll be able
To be a teacher
On behalf my worth
Behalf mine own talents
That's my first liking
My best amusement
I shall try
To find it out
The heartly emotions
The brain-wave motions
Of students
As what they like
To be in their life
What's their own desire
What's their liking shire
I'll try my best affair
To shape them well
To their long'd sphere.
Now, how shalt I build my fortune
Depends upon mine own adventures.
Yet I, forever, my best shall play
Their best Fortune
To clasp day by day.
For everywhere-
Mine eyes do witness
The disappointed ones
With burden'd thoughts
They look before and after
To have a breath
In the sphere of freedom
But all is to bear
What they cant
Beliwered, doubtful and all confused
By the end at final reckoning
They come across
But what is Nothing.
Vivek Tiwari
09/11/2005
poem by Vivek Tiwari
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Whittier
NOT o'er thy dust let there be spent
The gush of maudlin sentiment;
Such drift as that is not for thee,
Whose life and deeds and songs agree,
Sublime in their simplicity.
Nor shall the sorrowing tear be shed.
O singer sweet, thou art not dead!
In spite of time's malignant chill,
With living fire thy songs shall thrill,
And men shall say, 'He liveth still!'
Great poets never die, for Earth
Doth count their lives of too great worth
To lose them from her treasured store;
So shalt thou live for evermore —
Though far thy form from mortal ken —
Deep in the hearts and minds of men.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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They Met
They met
Queer wave of liking crept
In their hearts
Love bud sprouted
Blossomed into the tree of
Togetherness
Living together
Was now the top most task
Marrying each other
Became the goal
Everything else put on hold
Overcoming all resistance
They married each other
Happiness was not to last
Together they met
With an accident
Only to die
Bodies turned into ashes
Souls left for heaven
The question remains
Life lost the battle
Or
Love achieved the goal
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I Will Call Upon The Lord - Petra
I will call upon the Lord,
(I will call upon the Lord) ,
Who is worthy to be praised.
(Who is worthy to be praised) .
So shall I be safe from my enemies,
(So shall I be safe from my enemies) ,
The Lord Lives!
(Chorus)
The Lord liveth,
And Blessed be my Rock,
And let the God of my Salvation
Be exalted.
The Lord liveth,
And Blessed be my Rock,
And let the God of my Salvation
Be exalted.
I will call upon the Lord,
(I will call upon the Lord) ,
Who is worthy to be praised.
(Who is worthy to be praised) .
So shall I be safe from my enemies,
(So shall I be safe from my enemies) ,
The Lord liveth!
(Chorus) x 2
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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