I thought we were going to win the game but we won't take the disappointments, we will take the positives.
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Try 2 (Plus & Minus)
Implant a positive thought
dive, worth a shot, try
way of the will
a will, a way, sacrifice, endure pain
if to gain, heartaches rivers
through the storm to obtain
experience, knowledge
mistakes, lessons
steps back, steps forward
listen, observe
follow, lead
knowledge is the key
the mind is the door way
to know, to learn, one must try
open the mind
allow more then positives to sink in
life's lessons derive
from hardships and mistakes
welcome the negatives
collect lessons, discard the rest
negatives lie dormant in positives
positives lie dormant in negatives
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Between You and Me: VI
You did
What you thought
Was right
I did
What I thought
Was right
Just as two negatives
Make a positive
Won't two positives
Make a negative?
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Show business is made up of disappointments, and it's through life's disappointments that you grow.
quote by Minnie Pearl
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No, I don't have any problems leaving disappointments behind. I've had lots of good days at golf and a few disappointments, so you never know what's around the corner.
quote by Lee Westwood
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A fool's game
It was a fool's game that should not begin
And you played it without honest rules
If you thought that you will always win
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you can get me easy
And you tried to do this without honest rules
If you thought that my way to be is sleazy
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you can hunt me slowly
And you danced this without honest rules
If you thought that I will love you only
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
It was a morbid dance without real feelings
A dance of wishes without honest rules
If you thought that love means mutual dealings
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you will be a winer
In this love fight without honest rules
If you thought I'm a cake at your dinner
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
And if you thought you can get everything
In this world of yours without honest rules
If you thought that I'm an easy stupid thing
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Silly Game
I never thought u would be the one
That Id wanna run 2
I never thought u would be the one
That would make me care
And even tho u done me wrong
4 some strange reason I cant xplain
I get happy knowing u phoned
Cuz your voice could kill my every pain
Why do we play this silly game?
I never thought u would be the one
That Id wanna give 2
A diamond ring, anything that u ask me 2
But there u were, bragging 2 your friends
Making up a story thats so lame
That I was down 2 be your sugardaddy
One way ticket to ghetto fame
Why do we play this silly game?
Every other night u werent at home
Out in the streets, just acting grown
Never with a bodyguard or chaperone
Then I hear a rumour that breaks my heart
Instead of taking care of yourself
Ure tearing yourself apart
Now why u wanna
(why u wanna, why u wanna ...)
Now why u wanna go and do that, love?
Why do we play this silly game?
I never thought u would be the one
(that Id wanna run 2) that Id wanna run 2
I never thought ud be the one
That would make me care
No matter how far I run
Ill never be the same (Ill never be the same)
In the end, in the end, theres only us 2 blame
Why do we play this ...
Why do we play this silly ...
Why do we play this silly game?
Yeah
Ooh-ooh
Tell me why? (tell me why? )
Oh why? (oh why? )
Oh why - why?
Why do we play this silly game?
Game
song performed by by Prince
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Gary Speed
Glory came early as did fame.
to Gary Speed there on the pitch.
Cheers he heard from adoring crowds
among the elite he found his niche.
With time’s passage he lost a step
even if he felt the same
but as he ran he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game.
He coached to stay around the game.
After the cheers for him had faded
A friendly face, a familiar name
but as he coached he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game.
For many, Gary was an icon,
a living legend of the game.
They failed to see the mortal man
with silence weighting on his frame
As he tied the rope he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Two Sir Positives can scarce meet without a skirmish.
Today Is Not My Day/Nothing Goes Right
TODAY IS NOT MY DAY? / NOTHING GOES RIGHT
Today is not my day,
Nothing goes right-
But I must try to make
This day my day-
Poemless and stuck so far
I loosen myself up
And write these words-
What does it all mean anyway
in the long end
of all ends?
This day too now must be my day
Despite the pain the slowness and the disappointments
The children in the Gan opposite also play
As if the whole world
Depended on their game
at this moment.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Less Thought to Accomplish
It would be wonderful to leave tags and labels,
On everyone.
To ensure that having a satisfaction is done.
And those tags and labels never move in time.
Remaining in our minds as something that takes,
Less thought to accomplish.
But so grateful we are when the ease of it is found.
It would be wonderful to claim people are what we say.
And from our narrow perspectives they would stay that way.
To perfect a game that is safely played,
In a world getting more complexed everyday.
And everyday there seems to be disappointments made,
When nothing we pigeon-hole fits properly in its place.
And we become stressed to locate a depiction that conveys...
Just what those limits are that comforts our consciousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sunshine Shivers 1922
Sunshine shivers, beam dreams trembling,
rays no longer play dissembling
game as aim, attention drawn
elsewhere, prepares destruction's dawn.
Thought coherent tries assembling
last will codicil, remembering
fractal flashback frames, must mourn
rash behaviour, cash withdrawn.
Hope's embers' snuffed, tough luck dismembering,
past's grasp with last gasp sucked Septembering,
disappointments multiform
pointless pages from life torn.
Ambitions rotten, faith forgotten,
tattered scarecrow, shroud of cotton.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Destiny
I thought of other things,
of butcherbirds with wings.
You rang, would you be game
for coffee with a dame?
I thought what is the use
would being a recluse
convince the pesky bird?
Well, Sir, you have my word,
I had no mind to sip
pale latte or to skip
my game of golf at noon
my swim in the lagoon.
You know (I think you do)
that it is surely true
if I had stood my ground
we would have never found
this thing that has us tied
like Bonnie to her Clyde.
The game the gods do play
are full of man's dismay
we'd dwell in misery
and be alone to pee.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Negative To Positive
In everyone’s life, we go through times
when it seems full with turbulence
and the negative feelings take hold.
Sometimes they don’t last long,
while other times they stay for quite a while.
Then we will do something quite out of the ordinary
and those feeling
turn from negative to positive almost overnight.
The mountains we thought we could never climb
become climbable now
and those distant dreams we had
now become reality.
We feel there isn’t anything
that we cannot do,
until the next time the negative thoughts break through,
and once again,
we try to make the positives ones come back.
30 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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I think you need a really strong businessperson running the state, a person who's used to turning negatives into positives, which is what happens in business.
Then I Met You
Then I met you
Thought that Id be happy
Going to be so happy
Living life alone and never sharing anything
Thought that I was finished
Thought that I was complete
Thought that I was whole instead of being half of something
Thought that I was growing
Growing older, wiser
Understanding why this world held nothing for my spirit
Thought that I was destined
Destined to be nothing
Destined to be nothing in this world and then I met you.
I met you
Thought that God had failed me
Thought my prayers were useless
Thought that he would never give the chance for me to praise him
Thought the book was written
Thought the game had ended
Thought the song was sung and I could never sing another
Thought my faith was misplaced
Thought my back was broken
Broken by a weight that I was never fit to carry
Thought I knew this city
Thought I knew all about it
And then one night I went to morningside and you were waiting
I met you
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Nothing Is Impossible
I do hope your world,
Is treating you fine.
Afterall,
There has been countless of times.
You would laugh at mine.
With a tolerance I accepted.
It seems today,
Impatience you find.
With a discovery of disappointments.
And in my world disappointments are acknowledged.
Accepting imperfections as a means to grow.
But you wouldn't know anything about that.
Since your etiquette for proper standards,
And your status to acquire political corretness...
Frees you to excuse your despairs,
As a means to pass your judgements.
I understand.
And I do hope your world,
Is treating you fine.
Afterall,
There has been countless of times
You would laugh at mine.
With a tolerance I accepted.
Who knows?
Maybe I'll find your world attractive one day.
Nothing is impossible.
Or
Perhaps,
Maybe I should give that 'impossibility' more thought?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We measure very carefully what the positives are and I think it is less than one tenth of one percent, so we are very pleased with the accuracy of our biometric checks and we continue to monitor that.
quote by Asa Hutchinson
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Thought
Thought, I love thought.
But not the juggling and twisting of already existent ideas
I despise that self-important game.
Thought is the welling up of unknown life into consciousness,
Thought is the testing of statements on the touchstone of consciousness,
Thought is gazing onto the face of life, and reading what can be read,
Thought is pondering over experience, and coming to conclusion.
Thought is not a trick, or an exercise, or a set of dodges,
Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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You Play Entirely By Yourself
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
Is this something done consciously?
Is this a game played with me you believe I can't see?
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
At first I thought you were sincere and honest.
I did not suspect you to be,
Someone who played with others emotionally.
I did not detect this from you at all.
Until you would say disrespectful things,
When I would think of you and place a telephone call.
I did not suspect you to be,
Insensitive and distant when you chose to be.
And had no regard for the feelings of others...
Until I caught you embellishing,
Something you did for someone claimed...
When I was the one who did it,
And you didn't mention me by name.
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
Is this something done consciously?
Is this a game played with me you believe I can't see?
Or is it that you are that experienced,
And the game you play and have created...
Only to you when implemented makes sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Cannot Live One's Childrens' Lives For Them
ONE CANNOT LIVE ONE’S CHILDRENS’ LIVES FOR THEM
One cannot live one’s childrens’ lives for them-
Their pains are their pains-
Their disappointments their disappointments-
One cannot take them away
From every real hurt,
And make them live always
In Blessing Happiness Love.
One cannot live one’s childrens’ lives for them
Even their pain is their own
Though sometimes it hurts us so much
We do not feel the difference.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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