Her pupils were at once her salvation and her despair. They gave her the means of supporting life, but they made life hardly worth supporting.
quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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Your Life Awards
Best ACTOR of your life is YOU!
Best ACTRESSES of your life is your FAMILY!
Best SUPPORTING ACTOR of your life is your PARTNER!
Best SUPPORTING ACTRESSES of your life is your FRIENDS!
Best DIRECTOR of your life is WISDOM!
Best PRODUCER of your life is YOU!
Best CREATOR OF ALL TIMES of your life is GOD!
poem by Thabo Rasego
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Meeting Today's Needs
Forty word poem:
A 'living wage' should always be
above the poverty line...adequate
for a male worker to cope
with everyday life, supporting his
children and supporting his wife.
Living Wage, an important phrase
whilst the gloom of worldwide
recession is rife.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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I've spent my life supporting myself.
quote by Ann Beattie
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There would be no supporting life were we to feel quite as poignantly for others as we do for ourselves.
quote by Samuel Richardson
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It's much easier to play supporting roles because that's what I do in my life: I support my son.
quote by Frances McDormand
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Behind The Mask
It's funny to think I trusted you
It's funny to think that I have spent my whole damn life supporting you
It's funny that I believed in you,
It's funny I thought that you'd be there if I should ever call on you
So now I'm jaded
Friends turn to enemies
Now that I know that you work for them
Now that I know your life is based around such lies and corporate greed
You only believe what you are told
You only defend laws that are old because it's law don't make it right
So now I'm jaded
Friends turn to enemies
All my life I've done what I've been asked
So who is right? The one behind the mask
So now I'm jaded
Friends turn to enemies
It's funny to think I trusted you
It's funny to think that I have spent my whole damn life supporting you
It's funny that I believed in you,
It's funny I thought that you'd be there if I should ever call on you
All my life I've done what I've been asked
So who is right? The one behind the mask
All my life I've done what I've been asked?
So who is right? The one behind the mask
song performed by by Goldfinger
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The art music of the West has developed through out its history by means of individual geniuses, and out of the soil supporting them; non-Western musicians were born, and grew like the grasses of the field.
quote by Toru Takemitsu
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But it's important, while we are supporting lessons in respecting others, to remember that many of our youngest kids need to learn to respect themselves. You learn your worth from the way you are treated.
quote by Anna Quindlen
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Having loving and supporting parents didn't make me feel any better about the possibility of seeing my personal life splashed across newspapers and tabloids.
quote by Mary Cheney
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Was It Worth It?
(tennant/lowe)
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Well I dont know why I was dreaming about you
But I do know that I was dancing without you
Then you smiled, and I was lost
You fall in love, why count the cost?
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
If Id had my way this would have happened much sooner
But until that day it was only a rumour
All at once you changed my life
And led me in to paradise
Where I had to do
What I wanted to
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
I reserve the right to live
My life this way, and I dont give
A damn when I hear people say
Ill pay the price that others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
All I gave to you
All you made me do
I react when I hear people ask
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth living for
Was it worth it?
Yes its worth giving more
And I reserve (what? )
The right to live (where? )
My life this way (how? )
I couldnt give
A damn when I (what? )
Hear people say (who? )
Ill pay the price
That others pay
cause its worth it
Yes its worth living for
cause its worth it
Yes its worth giving more
And its worth it
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
I never thought Id fall in love
I dont know why
I dont know why
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Smasher - Devourer
Fear me not but fear my hell
Man made me so I could kill
Praise me in the name of war
I destroy both rich and poor
I am the way, prepare for salvation
I am the way, prepare for salvation
Strength in time of suffering
Man alone is a weakling
Ascension is what you ask
I will be the fall of man
I am the way, prepare for salvation
I am the way, prepare for salvation
Salvation...
Those of you who dare to stray
I will tear your mind away
Those of you who dare to stray
I will take your life away
Salvation...
I am the way, prepare for salvation
I am the way, prepare for salvation
Salvation...
song performed by by Fear Factory
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If life means..
If life means path of obstecles,
I'll conquer them all
If life means seasons of challenge
I'll accept them all
If life means road of ups & down
I'll enjoy them all
If life means smiling when get hurt
I wont let my tears to fall
If life means giving and forgivng
I'll remit the mistakes of all
If life means realizing ones dreams
I wont compromise at all
If life means to live lively
I'll live it with you all
If life means being kind and good
I'll be generous to all
If life means your dreams, your life and you
I'll shine them all………….
TARA
Will shine always…..
poem by TARA.. Star
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A Caring Person
It takes strong arms
to support the weight
of a breaking heart.
It takes strong shoulders
to comfort someone
with a grieving soul.
It takes a caring person
to be that strong support.
We walk tall throughout the world,
but even a mighty branch can break.
This is when we seek out a caring person,
who can be our supporting frame.
Someone who will stand by us
when all the others have gone,
our support in time of need.
You need strong arms to hug someone
when they feel they cannot go on.
You need strong shoulders for someone to cry on
within their hour of grief.
You need both of these things
just to be the supporting kind.
22 February 2012
poem by David Harris
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Etcetera....
i am seeing what you do not see
they are not invisible, they are real, subject always
to more doubtful
and debatable interpretations
which i think you better not see
because it demeans me
and then i begin to write
this poem, something that you may not like
to understand but just the same
it is here with a lot of doubtful validity,
must this be a poem still? plain word getting into a prelude
of a convoluted thinking failing to give more
landscapes of colors and lines
plain straight lines
like a road, a very long road that you have been walking
all throughout your life
and asking if this is worth the day's troubles
what i see here may demean you too
it has demeaned me
many times in the past and perhaps in the coming days, years,
but i am always seeing it
because it makes me alive
my life worth living,
at times i think that i am a very sinful man
but i raise my eyes to God thanking him that he still makes me live
this sinful life
those that understand me have always been misunderstood too
a sympathizer to sinners
but being misunderstood is a fact
it is human
and i am glad that you are here too
supporting cast
to this human drama
this humanity that screams at times
and then so silent in the sleep
because the soul is too tired
coping up with the mistakes of the body
etcetera....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life.
Life is too precious to play with,
Life worth more respect and consideration,
Life you worth to salute.
People, do not play with life,
People, do not egnore yourselves
Becouse you are playing with LIFE.
Life is a God given gift
It really worth respect
It Mean a lot to us.
People, do not play around life
Many are dying of AIDS becouse of life ignoring.
Losing respect to life means loossing yourself.
poem by Innocent Timburwa
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This Poem Like My Life/ Cannot Say What It Truly Means
THIS POEM LIKE MY LIFE/ CANNOT SAY WHAT IT TRULY MEANS
This poem like my life
Cannot say what it truly means-
It does not know how to end -
It is not even sure where it is now-
This poem like my life
Stutters and stumbles on
Waiting for some sudden salvation
Which will never come-
And simply goes on and on
Until somehow
It will be interrupted
and undone.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Blue Eden
Embracing, distorting, supporting, comforting
Convincing you, consoling you
Controlling you, destroying you
All over you
I know someday well meet again
We come and go that way my friend
Its part of me, its part of you
You feel invincible, its just a part of life
You feel invincible, its just a part of life
song performed by by Neil Young
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The Chronicles of Acid Part 2 Forgotten
Such a condemning word
People in herds use it all day
That is why I must say
My rhyme
Forgotten truly means so more much more
It means you've become one to abhor
It means you're not worth remembering
It means you're not worth loving
It means that you'll just fade when you die
Whether or not you do good and help your friends tie
Their ends and make them meet
With loss of memory they'll greet
You as a stranger
You who loved her
Because you're forgotten
Not remembered
Doesn't matter if you surrendered
And gave them everything, because now you're just a pen
Now you're just these words, just the memories you hold
The stories you told
Because all their memory of you
Is 'who? '
Cause now you're forgotten and that's even worse then 'Not Knowing'
poem by David Knox
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Life in A Nutshell
I can see a wave of despair,
Tending towards a perishing nation.
I can see weariness and pain,
Written on the faces of a forsaken people.
I can see an ocean of tears,
Drowning souls that walk with no direction.
I can hear groans of mercy,
From desperate sinners who need salvation.
I can see hatred and vengeance
Being sowed and watered by human hands
I can see war and terror,
The fruits of wrath amongst nations.
I see a savior, wiping away tears
Setting captives free, guiding lost souls
I can hear songs of praise,
Despair is gone, hope has come.
Life in a nutshell, ends in the grave.
Because life is too short.
BUT, life in truth begins at death
Because salvation is forever
poem by Timothy muggaga
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But Don't Despair
Despair, if you must –
But how's it going to pull you through?
Despair, when you trust
Naught since then there's naught to do.
Despair, should you thrust
Aside your pride, your self-esteem.
And so despair, if it's dust,
The only substance that you deem.
Despair, when a gust
Of slightly breeze can break your stance.
And do despair, when lust
Is your interpretation of romance.
But don't despair, if you can care
About the plight of any other being.
And you can focus on the help,
Support, and altruistic further actions
For the seeing. Be believing,
As despair will start receding
All around – simply since you found
A way to steer you clear
From this: the very cause of your despair!
So give to others; give them all a helping lift:
Despair, you'll find will disappear –
And that has got to be a well-deserved
And saintly gift!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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