They understood why I left ER. It wasn't just about a guy.
quote by Sherry Stringfield
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It was understood that when I left to do the pilot that I wasn't coming back.
quote by Joan Van Ark
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They couldn’t understand
They couldn’t understand
that your kingdom wasn’t
from this world
and that You were both
totally God and man.
Your life of love
and the things that
You set out to do
wasn’t understood
while they nailed You to a cross
and ridiculed You.
Stupid mortal man
killed the Creator and Son of God
and the earth shook and the sky went dark.
poem by Gert Strydom
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What Else Ahead of Us Is Next?
I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
In the way that 'our' eyes met...
We both knew what that feeling was between us.
We both knew what that feeling meant.
What Else Ahead Of Us Is Next?
And for seconds we let it linger.
As if 'forever' came to not forget.
I was not looking for love.
Especially at that time of the day.
And under the circumstances.
We were at work and not at play.
It wasn't a setting for where love should be.
The humidity was high...
And we both were inside,
Sitting amongst others...
Preparing to eat,
Escaping from a Summer heat.
You with other obligations.
And me...
Determined to stay single.
For the rest of my life...
I expected to be.
We were all talking!
And suddenly our eyes...
From opposite ends of a table,
It then 'happened' as if secretly.
THERE.
Our eyes met each other,
And 'there' those feelings we both had...
Knew what it was instantly.
I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
I did not regret it.
But...
When our eyes met,
There was love understood.
And you and I both let it...
Be!
With a knowing we,
Fell in love magically.
And now...
What on Earth will we choose,
To do...
Next?
Meet discreetly,
To share our passion and sex?
What Else Ahead Of Us Is Next?
I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't looking for 'you'...
That's for sure!
But...
When our eyes met,
In the way that 'our' eyes met...
What else ahead of us is next?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Hands Of A Teacher
Optimism,
Optimism perished from the face of my earth
And then you came along, came along and swept me away,
She kissed me, as we stood on the edge,
The night made the day as we made for the bridge
It started raining hard, and I saw we may live to regret
No I never really understood
No I never really understood why,
Because Ive never been given,
Never been given two tries,
No I never really understood,
Understood why...
Pessimism,
Pessimism perished from the face of my earth,
And then you came along, came along and swept me away,
Did you miss me? did you miss me as we walked
Through the pain, attached the chain so you could
See me again
I started asking myself, did I teach you right?
No I never really understood
No I never really understood why,
Because Ive never been given,
Never been given two tries,
No I never really understood,
Understood why...
Understood why...
You came to me, you broke the bonds,
You set me free
And then the love that you promised me
Came a tumblin tumblin tumblin down
Into my hands...
No I never really understood
No I never really understood why,
Because Ive never been given,
Never been given two tries,
No I never really understood,
Understood why...
So teacher teach me...
song performed by by Live
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Understanding is only misunderstanding
When you say
“I understand”
You simply confess
That you are only trying
To understand
And you affirm
To guard against
Misunderstanding
Though this may not be true
In a technical discussion
This is always true
When attempts are made
To evaluate issues
Pertaining to minds and emotions
Let us admit
We have not understood
Any one and
Any of the thought processes
Associated with any individual
How many of us
Have understood our parents?
How many of us
Have understood our spouses?
How many of us
Have understood our brothers
And sisters?
How many of us
Have understood our sons
And daughters?
How many of us
Have understood our customers,
Employers and employees
Bosses and sub-ordinates
More you are confident
About these understandings
More likely
You have misunderstood them
Do not ever claim
That you have
Understood others
As you now understand
That
Understanding is only
Misunderstanding
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Expression hidden Lady
On my walk, down the way, one day,
By chance I met you in the way,
The one, to hold me in your sway,
Who by I was blinded to stay.
I wanted to convey my thought.
I dared not, as I intended.
What I said is not what I’d meant.
What I meant wasn’t understood.
In the course, you somehow understood
Why I was behind you all the way.
My moves you virtually elbowed
But granted audience at ease.
Sculptures and portraits I enjoy.
Likewise your visions I enjoy.
You are like statues, mute and silent.
Unlike them, you have a soul. Enough.
24.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In Germany, they first came for the communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Catholic. Then they came for me -- and by that time there was nobody left to speak up.
quote by Martin Niemller
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It Was How I Remember And That’s Not How It Was
It may have been Classic, yet not elegant
It may have been Love, yet not romantic
It may have been hidden, yet not unforeseen
Yet none came to you
It was my brother’s irreplaceable companion and his little sister
It was my brother’s incredulity and his greatest suspicion
It was my brother’s settlement and his authorization
Yet none came to you
It wasn’t my dream and it wasn’t my fantasy
It wasn’t my concern and it wasn’t my guarantee
It wasn’t my content and it wasn’t my sorrow
It may have been my mother’s hope, yet not her premonition
And now its my animosity
Back For Good
gonna do something you might know,
But don't worry it gets better at the chorus"
I guess now it's time for me to throw up
I feel it's time
Got a picture of you beside me
Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup,
Wash it off
Got a fist of pure emotion
Got a head of shattered dreams
Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind me now
[chorus shouted loud & excitedly!]whatever i said, whatever i did i didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever i'm wrong just tell me the song and i'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
Unaware but underlined i figured out the story
It wasn't good
And in the corner of a mind i celebrated glory
But it wasn't to be
In the twist of separation you excelled at being free
Can't you find a little room inside for me
[chorus shouted loud & excitedly!]whatever i said, whatever i did i didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever i'm wrong just tell me the song and i'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
And we'll be together, this time is forever
(ed note: rob forgot the words again *g*)
So complete in our love
We will never be uncovered again
Mosh!
[chorus shouted loud & excitedly!]whatever i said, whatever i did i didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever i'm wrong just tell me the song and i'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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Not Understood
Not understood, we move along asunder;
Our paths grow wider as the seasons creep
Along the years; we marvel and we wonder
Why life is life, and then we fall asleep
Not understood.
Not understood, we gather false impressions
And hug them closer as the years go by;
Till virtues often seem to us transgressions;
And thus men rise and fall, and live and die
Not understood.
Not understood! Poor souls with stunted vision
Oft measure giants with their narrow gauge;
The poisoned shafts of falsehood and derision
Are oft impelled 'gainst those who mould the age,
Not understood.
Not understood! The secret springs of action
Which lie beneath the surface and the show,
Are disregarded; with self-satisfaction
We judge our neighbours, and they often go
Not understood.
Not understood! How trifles often change us!
The thoughtless sentence and the fancied slight
Destroy long years of friendship, and estrange us,
And on our souls there falls a freezing blight;
Not understood.
Not understood! How many breasts are aching
For lack of sympathy! Ah! day by day
How many cheerless, lonely hearts are breaking!
How many noble spirits pass away,
Not understood.
O God! that men would see a little clearer,
Or judge less harshly where they cannot see!
O God! that men would draw a little nearer
To one another, -- they'd be nearer Thee,
And understood.
poem by Thomas Bracken
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Many What If’s And More
What if Cinderella wasn’t a princess
But the advertiser of a new flavored jellybean
What if Snow White wasn’t pretty
But the ugliest hag ever seen
What if soccer wasn’t a game
But a new kind of disease
What if an oven isn’t used for warming food
But to make them freeze
What if tom wasn’t a cartoon
But a new mechanical device
That help cats in catching mice
Get very quick and wise
What if Jerry wasn’t a mouse
But another name for cherry
What if a mountain wasn’t mountain
But a new kind of berry
What if shoes weren’t used on feet
But to help us see
What if I wasn’t myself
I wonder who’d write this instead of me!
poem by Risha Ahmed
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Everybody gets to a stage when it's time to move on. I was bored, and the band wasn't going anywhere, so I left. I did a couple of shows on Broadway and some other things. I was busy. I just wasn't making records.
quote by Peter Noone
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When you grow up around it, I just watched my father work really hard. He wasn't around as much as I would have liked. And when I grew up, I understood why.
quote by Katey Sagal
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Shot Down Dead
I thought I was
dreaming when I heard
someone screaming
But then I realised
I wasn't even breathing
I'd been shot in the head
and left for dead
My heart wasn't beating
my life was leaving
my soul was rising
I'd been shot down dead
on a street that wasn't lit
all because I wouldn't join
the gangs on the street
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Teardrops and valentines
I awoke last night
In broken heart city
I had a dream last night
But didn’t dream it was true
Cause it just wasn’t right
And it sure wasn’t pretty
I dreamt the door opened
And a shadow went through
There was a note on my pillow
Beneath a single red rose
And somehow I knew then
That it was the shadow of you
You left a truck-load of hurt
Parkin’ on my heart…
You took my valentine day
And you tore it all apart
So it wasn’t just a dream
It was the real thing this time
And all I have left now, is a rose and a note
And a tear-stained, …farewell valentine
poem by David Whalen
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Love can be understood only ""from the inside,"" as a language can be understood only by someone who speaks it, as a world can be understood only by someone who lives in it.
quote by Robert C. Solomon
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Behind Her Eyes
The pain she felt was behind her eyes
The eyes that were once the clear blue skys
Her face is clouded and dark
You can tell sorrow has left it's mark.
He left this pain in her face,
Left her clothed in faded lace,
He told her she wasn't worth it,
Wasn't worth the house he lit.
The pain was left with her, in her mind,
If you look past her eyes sorrows all you'll find.
She knew he'd do this, destroy her will to live,
She knew this would be all he would give.
The pain, she knows, will never pass,
It cuts through her like broken glass.
Her face is clouded and dark,
You can tell sorrow has left it's mark.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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You Will Come Back To Me
I am not that man,
You think you understand...
And,
That man you understood...
Wasn't me to move along!
To care less,
How you let somebody else judge me.
But I'm back...
If you'll have me stay in your heart to belong.
There's not a part but a whole of me...
To be who I am,
And...
I'm not a myth.
To be wished up,
Dismissed and pushed away.
No myth am I...
Nor a symbol of some kind to find,
Time to me to give as if...
You have but few seconds,
With me to spare.
And only if...
I'm there AND,
On your mind.
I am me,
The first one you said you saw to love.
But...
I'm no myth,
To be wished up.
Dismissed and pushed away.
Too bad,
I didn't fit the perfect image.
And...
Our kissing didn't feed your needs.
To please a 'forevermore'.
But,
Just know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
But know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
Too bad,
I didn't fit the perfect image.
And...
Our kissing didn't feed your needs.
To please a 'forevermore'.
But...
Know this,
You will...
Come back to me.
I am NOT that man,
You think you understand...
And,
That man you understood...
Wasn't me-and-has moved on,
To care less...
How you let somebody else judge me.
But,
Know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
But know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
You will...
Come back,
And...
To me.
Yes you will,
Come back!
And to me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Meaning There Is In the Intention Sent
I've learned to say what I mean.
And then to clear the air,
With frankincense and myrrh.
Keeping the atmosphere golden.
Without hints left to be perceived.
Or believed in the picking of thoughts
Some may rumor I intended to leave.
Any peace I release is there to be understood.
And not subjected to petty interpretations,
By those imbibed with intoxicants.
Already stirred...
And disturbed by blurring echos.
Heard but not from words.
'I heard what was said,
But that wasn't meant!
Even though the words were spoken...
The meaning there is in the intention sent.
Here...
You want a toke? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Girl's Ex-Boyfriend
When he was seeing her
He could see he had his doubts
Now he's missing her because
You know shes missing out
Now its haunting him
The memorizes like a ghost
and he's so terrorified
Cause no one else even comes close
He's a guy that you should feel sorry for
He had the world but he thought that he wanted more
I owe it all to the mistake that he made back then
I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend
So then, along comes me
This undeserving mess (undeserving mess)
Who would believe my life
Would be so blessed (life would be so blessed)
Two years ago
He left all that to breath (left all that to breath)
Who would of known
It would be everything I need
He's a guy that you should feel sorry for
He had the world but he thought that he wanted more
I owe it all to the mistake that he made back then
I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend
If it wasn't for him
I would still be searching
If it wasn't for him
I wouldn't know my best friend
If it wasn't for him
He would be able to see
If it wasn't for him
He would be as happy as me
song performed by by Relient K
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