When someone offends you, you haven't given him enough love.
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I Haven't Forgotten
I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!
I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!
I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!
poem by Asif Andalib
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For the couple to move closer
When he offends his kin,
His wife must defend them.
When she offends her kin,
Her spouse must defend them
Then both will move closer.
03.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Really Haven't Got The Time
(Mike Pinder)
You want me to ride
In your car outside
Spend some time with you
Just an hour or two
But I really,
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
I'm a busy man
Workin' when I can
I got no time to lend
I got no time, time to spend
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Instrumental
I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
Workin' nine 'til five
Got to stay alive (I've got to stay alive)
Find somebody who (Go find somebody who)
Got some time for you (Who's got the time for you)
But I really
No, no, no, no
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
Oh no, I really
No, no, no, no
I really haven't
I really haven't got the time
I really haven't got the time
Really haven't got the time
(Really haven't got time)
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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Wounded Soldier
I haven't got a name
I haven't got a name
No one even whispers in my ear
I may aswell be blind
Cos no one's ever looked in my eyes
And i don't really see the point in me been here
No ones ever held my hand
That i've felt love just from touch
No ones ever acknowledged me
Or liked me very much
I'm just a shadow
On the wall
Someone to get trampled on
And laughed at when they fall
I'm just a broken soul
An empty shell
How long have i got left?
How can you tell?
I haven't got a name
I haven't got a name
No one even whispers in my ear
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Some Things Others Do
YOU,
May tolerate your laziness.
But me?
I find it offends.
Perhaps,
I know what it takes to be disciplined.
And those accepting mediocrity with ease...
Is like hearing the screeching,
With chalk on a blackboard...
Intentionally begin.
YOU,
May tolerate your laziness.
But me?
I find it offends.
And I know I represent,
An older generation now!
However...
Some things others do,
I will not let go unmentioned.
It is wonderful to see someone attempting their best.
And that effort seems to grab my attention!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Absence of a Felt Concern
The moment someone does something to another,
That offends...
A damage was done instantly.
And a hurting that begins,
Does not pretend!
Emotions are involved.
And when they are excused,
To leave the doer to say,
How sensitive and easily upset some get.
This is not like a crack in a sidewalk,
That can be repaired.
To give a fresh and new appearance.
As if no blemish ever had been there.
The moment someone does something to another,
That offends...
A consciousness of this should quickly end this,
To mend.
But the foolishness of ignorance makes known its presence.
Stretching a gap to widen in effectiveness.
Leaving a permanence.
And an absence of a felt concern.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Haven't Given Up, Life
i haven't
given up,
life
even though u
made me,
my mother's
bastard,
your
bitch, life
i haven't
given up
you tore open
my skin,
exposing
moist meat,
raw nerves
and bare bones
i haven't
given up,
life
savoring the
dry milky-crust
of hunger
around
my mouth
i haven't
given up,
life
give it to me,
life.
Your obstacle's
have
shredded
weaker men
i haven't given up
I don't quit
maybe,
one day,
it will be you,
life,
that will
give up
realize
my resolve,
my stamina,
my struggle
and mostly…
my love of
the pain
Death
is the
only way
you will
defeat
me, life
But then again,
Death
is always
the
victor
by,
Tim Labbe`
Nothing is ever lost
What we haven’t said will be spelled by the wind
What we haven’t reached will be whispered in ashes
What we haven’t whispered will scream out in pain
Lies unthinkable of will spread the shame across the universe
The Truth hidden in dark cellars will shine over the spheres
As it already does in sparkles of beauty ruined at the entrance
Those incapable of love won’t be able to stand the glow
Those incapable of love will already have punished themselves
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
But yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds
You loosened the chains
You carried the cross
And my shame
And my shame
You know I believed it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
song performed by by Cher
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There are too many books I haven't read, too many places I haven't seen, too many memories I haven't kept long enough.
quote by Irwin Shaw
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About the repentance
I am cheerful for what I’ve done
But more so for what I haven’t.
I am painful for what I’ve made
But more so for what I haven’t.
I am thankful for what I’ve got
But more so for what I haven’t.
I am shameful for what I’ve done
But more so for what I haven’t.
To rinse the sword won’t plug the blood;
To sheath the sword won’t heal the wound;
To break the sword won’t undo the wound.
Repentance is a selfish act
With no alternatives yet found.
06.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Haven't A Clue
I haven't a clue of what to do.
Even though I know it's true.
Anxiety fills my body through.
The thought of rejection makes me blue.
Although the thought of success pushes me to.
Should I take the chance to find romance?
Or should I just pull back from this uncertain dance?
I want it bad. I'm going mad.
If you reject me I'll feel sad.
I haven't a clue of where to go.
The coming of it seems so slow.
Massive impatience inside me grows.
Despair and hoplessness greatly flow.
If it's time how will I know?
I haven't a clue of what to say.
All the answers come in shades of gray.
I can't continue in this awful play.
It seems I'm bound to lose in every way.
I haven't a clue now what I'll do.
I guess I'll sit here like a fool.
Never moving for what's cool.
I haven't the balls to claim this jewel.
Where to go and what to do?
All I can say is I haven't a clue.
poem by Michael McParland
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Popularized To Address And Adorn
They've been conditioned to believe,
What happens to them in their environment...
Is a reflection of society and the general public.
And what has been done to them has been effective.
And...
Indirectly,
They are correct.
Although,
What they expose and show as a collective mindset...
With a lack of comprehension as to who they are,
Consciously speaking...
Skips and misses the point of having an identity.
And this they should know.
But many of them have been taught...
Mediocrity is acceptable.
And to be literate offends their ethnicity.
And only in the 'inner cities'...
Is this believed,
To be a fashion statement!
Where everything else,
Seems to begin to generate taste and flavor...
Before being popularized to address and adorn.
And marketed to benefit the easy life of thieves.
And this they should know.
But many of them have been taught...
Mediocrity is acceptable.
And to be literate offends their ethnicity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't come to my House
Don't come to my house.
I'm not fashion trendy.
I'm not style savvy.
I'm not a "make-up
And foundation" person.
I haven't waxed
My legs.
I haven't tweezed
My brows.
I haven't had my
Facials.
I haven't
Colored my hair.
I haven't yet
Manicured nor
Pedicured.
Don't come to my house,
For if you come, you'll
Come seeking my
Physical beauty…
And push me
Out of my
Comfort-zone.
You are not my hubby
Who loves me just the way
I am.
With him, I can make do
With the barest minimum
That makes me feel
Neat and tidy…
For he loves me
Even if I look untidy ;)
(Poem themed on Acceptance)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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You
where are you?
to take my pain
to make me smile
to hold me
to make me laugh
to take the tears
to tell me everything will be alright
where are you?
is it in the future
is it now
are you ever going to come
where are you?
haven't I been through enough
haven't I already lost my feeling of love
aren't you going to help me?
fix me
bring love back to my life at all?
how long do I have to wait?
poem by Adalia Ortiz
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Haven Of Love
Romance
came at morning
love story without end
we stole a kiss by the river
the haven of love way down in the glen
soprano voices came hither
ecstasy lingered then
with the bliss of
romance.
Only a shy young maiden was I
how could my heart ever know
that love was steadily seeping
into the innocence of my soul?
Romance
came with glory
love's fable now I pen
we fell in love one September
at a haven of love way down in the glen
your kind caress I remember
I was eager to dance
on wings of true
Romance.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Haven of Romance
Romance
came at morning
love story without end
we stole a kiss by the river
the haven of love way down in the glen
soprano voices came hither
ecstasy lingered then
with the bliss of
romance.
Only a shy young maiden was I
how could my heart ever know
that love was steadily seeping
into the innocence of my soul?
Romance
came with glory
love's fable now I pen
we fell in love one September
at a haven of love way down in the glen
your kind caress I remember
I was eager to dance
on wings of true
Romance.
poem by Drania Haplern
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You don't want to dwell on your enemies, you know. I basically feel so superior to my critics for the simple reason that they haven't done what I do. Most book reviewers haven't written 11 novels. Many of them haven't written one.
quote by John Irving
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I Haven't Changed The Room
Music & Lyrics by Barry Manilow
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Here is the room that we shared
The room that you cared for
So I haven't changed the room
How did the years slip away
I could swear you're still there
For I haven't changed the room
Now that you're gone
What am I to do
So many fantasies
Plans that we made
That will never come true
And I haven't changed all that much
And I'm sure you'd be proud of
The way that I came through
So if you happen to be passin' by
To make sure that you recognize it
I haven't changed the room
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Where's Love Found?
I thought this is love,
This sweet thing I have,
I thought this love is love,
And whom I love has love,
Until my love spoke love,
And said though I love,
My love meets no love;
So I beseech of thee:
Tell me the haven,
Tell me the den,
Where love is found -
The abode of love,
Better than this I have,
Better than this I love.
I believed my love is love,
A sweet love worthy of love,
This love for my only love,
For the lovely one I love,
Would meet passionate love,
O' I thought love is love,
And 'tis paid by love,
From the one I love.
Until my love spoke love,
And said my love is no love,
And it meets no love,
Not yet, not just yet;
Now I beseech of love:
Tell me the haven,
Tell me the den,
Where love is found,
Where you are found-
My love's abode.
© 2010 Redscar McOdindo K'Oyuga
[True story]
poem by Redscar McOdindo K'Oyuga
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