You could put all the talent I had into your left eye and still not suffer from impaired vision.
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Hidden Talent
Written by gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Just like a person from another world
My eyes can see inside you, little girl
I see things that you dont want to see
I see things youre trying to hide from me
Im just trying to make you understand
All the ways you can affect this man
From the moment that you came in touch
With the power there to burn so much
Youve got hidden talent (yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
You know your past is whats been bugging you
If youre ready girl ... do what you gotta do
Look for your life between the lines
Bad directions and poor designs
Youve got hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out you ... got it, hidden talent, oh
With the advantage of perspective i
See theres more to you than meets the eye
But now the time must come to spread your wings and fly
Yeah (hidden talent) yeah
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out ... you got it, hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Affair without warning
Hidden talent, mmm (mmm)
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
(fade)
song performed by by America
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Visually impaired
Visually impaired and
Comeforward to see beauty.
Hearing impaired and
Comeforward to enjoy music.
Militancy ends
Rights and duties declared.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The real issue is not talent as an independent element, but talent in relationship to will, desire, and persistence. Talent without these things vanishes and even modest talent with those characteristics grows.
quote by Milton Glaser
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There are two kinds of talent, man-made talent and God-given talent. With man-made talent you have to work very hard. With God-given talent, you just touch it up once in a while.
quote by Pearl Bailey
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The first thing they were told was how to hone their talent. Then they were told how to market their talent, discipline their talent and type their talent. And then they were told they might as well forget about talent.
quote by Esther B. Fein
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Colorful Visions
There's a vision in my head
that surfaces while in bed.
And then when I awaken
the vision's gone.
It's beautiful to see
and when it comes to me
I feel as if it's here
but it moves on.
The vision's always fading
with colors bright, then shading
until I cannot see them
for it's dawn.
I anticipate the vision
and make a bold decision
to stay asleep
and trap this phenomenon.
But soon my eyes are open
and I find myself just hopin'
but once again my vision's
not there anymore.
Kaleidoscoping colors
where have you gone
every time I have that morning yawn?
It arouses me, undrowses me
and makes me sad to find
that I left it all behind
in that sleepy place for dreams.
And so it is it seems
wakefulness surrounds me
and I am left forlorn.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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There are two kinds of talents, man-made talent and God-given talent. With man-made talent you have to work very hard. With God-given talent, you just touch it up once in a while.
quote by Pearl Bailey
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Talent
Have you ever felt like you can't do anything?
Or maybe, more, you can't do anything well?
LIke everything you do is just to par,
No steep above anyone,
And always a step behind the next.
Pen against paper,
Just turns words and thoughts into something expected,
Paint against canvas,
Just turns colors into an elementary picture.
Setting to work with expectations, only to have them broken.
Or maybe even you do something well,
Or are told that you do,
And all of a sudden it, too, becomes par.
A mundane activity that changes no minds, nor lives,
Neither impresses, nor leaves impressions.
This is how I feel,
Torn apart by everything I do,
And the nothing I do well.
Left in a world of talent,
Only to realize I have none if my own.
If one were to ask me,
'what is your talent? '
I would think for a moment,
Then, I would reply,
'My talent is non talent'
I recognize talent in others,
I recognize their deserve of praise,
And it makes me happy,
But then I remember,
I have nothing to show them.
I long for something to show the world,
To open peoples' minds to beauty and art,
Yet, slowly, everyday I begin to see;
I will never be the entertainer,
Just, merely, the entertained.
By: Bethany Maxwell
©2012
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Appreciate the God given gift..
A man with a white stick walking on the street,
The ears sharpen the sense for the clues to get,
The nose may help him to identify a place through smell,
The tiles at the center may lead him as wheels.
He may step on anything that is left on the roads,
He need not have to worry about the visual loads,
He knows the direction by counting the steps,
He will reach his destination without any doubts.
He has no idea what color means,
He has no thought what light means,
except the heat that he feels,
and the breeze that reels.
He has to cook his own meals,
not seeing what he is doing,
clean, cut, cook and eat,
wash, dry, Iron and put.
Day and night same to him,
white and black same to him,
Moon and stars same to him,
Depth and height same to him.
As we see everything,
we complaint about everything,
but a man who can work in the pitch dark,
has no complaints,
that we can not work as him, in the dark.
Reason for writing this poem.
While the visually impaired people have managed to live on earth, the people with proper vision have lost their vision in many fields.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Sonnet- Talents
Talent is something that none can erase;
It is always a God-given rich gift;
If you can nurture and become an ace,
None can prevent God's impending huge lift.
Talent is something that's hidden in you;
Within you search and 'twill come out quite true;
God rewards this way for righteousness too,
Never to many but to people few.
Talent is something all must bring it out,
To show the world that God is pleased with us;
It is God's blessing, without any doubt;
Then labour and nurture without great fuss.
Talent if nurtured, gives us happiness;
'Tis not something to keep in much harness.
poem by John Celes
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Confessions of the Soul part 1
They say inspiration comes from passion. Skill by hard work. Constantly beating on your craft and constant effort. Talent stems from longing. The wish to belong in the greatest of your surroundings.
What we see. What we wish to be.
What we want other to do and how they perceive me.
Talent equals fun. Once the talent is combined with the skill and the inspiration it creates enlinement with what you wish to become. Pursue fun and find your talent. Do it often and search new content.
Then, you are contend.
When I Fail To See
When I fail to SEE the suffering of people,
Do not call me a visually impaired,
But call me a blind.
When I ignore the agony of hard labor,
Do not call me a physically handicapped,
But call me a crippled.
When I am inaudible to the cries of help,
Do not call me a hearing impaired,
But call me a deaf.
When we, the able bodied find it tough,
To survive under the comfortable condition,
How do the disabled survive under the hostile limitation?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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To The Lord
Concerned or cornered? o'Lord Thyself decide
Speaking out from the fraternity of disabled
To ally with Thy bliss desired
Figured out Thy model noble
On paper, wood, stone..a sacred ideal
A celestial idol the disabled forged
O'Lord impaired did Thee too descend
Law of nature? If true
Even Thee impaired have we to accrue?
A multitude of creatures
A mundane bulk of pride and prejudice
Disrespecting us in Thou mighty sphere
Concerned or cornered we here?
Virtuous or impaired Thee there?
Thy omnipotence biased? Benighted here hilighted there?
O'Lord empathize.Grant Thou benevolent showers
Imbue with us, with our silenced limbs
Assay our struggle Thyself then decide
These mortals to be cornered?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Man On Wire! !
Man on wire! !
An act like magic,
With explosive fantasies;
To set the records with his talent.
Of your talent,
Of my talent,
With ideas,
With your life,
With my life,
To the people,
And, to reach to the clouds! !
To reach to the top,
To expose your talent,
Wire, tire, lire, quire, ire, mire;
But, love can help you know your name.
Man on wire! !
To the clouds,
To the stars!
To stage a walk,
But, take my life and take me for what i am.
Zaire, shire, hire, dire, fire!
Moral, loyal, royal, oral, coral, floral, rural;
Man on wire! !
All in the name of his talent for us to see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I think some aspects of writing can be taught. Obviously, you can't teach vision or talent. But you can help with comfort.
quote by Toni Morrison
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If a man has talent and cannot use it, he has failed. If he has a talent and uses only half of it, he has partly failed. If he has a talent and learns somehow to use the whole of it, he has gloriously succeeded and has a satisfaction and a triumph few men ever know.
quote by Thomas Wolfe
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Money Green
Money green.
The color of it most effective,
When the having of it...
Produces impaired vision,
Experienced by those getting a bit too close.
And the having of money like that,
Manicured lawns are seen...
Getting the best of devoted treatment.
Money green is noticeable.
Nothing about it is hidden.
Or exaggerated when mentioned.
The ones with money intend to outshine,
With the receiving of attention given.
In a separation clearly seen as done,
Between those who have it!
And the ones who AINT got none!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vision Of You
(r. nowels/e. shipley)
Time moves a summer way
I can see your face again
Was it such a tragedy
Being you, being me
Smoke clears, the picture fades
But I stay back in yesterday
All the strangers come and go
All of them will never know
Chorus:
Nobodys touch feels like your touch
Nobody gets to me that much
Nobodys kiss moves me inside
And I have no place left to hide
Tell me what can I do?
I have a vision of you
Tell me what can I do?
With this vision of you
Did I walk? did you run?
Whats the way to love someone
Oh, my darling, did we know
What it meant when we let go?
(repeat chorus)
With this vision of you?
Bridge:
How can a candle ever burn so bright?
Casting a shadow on my life
I am blinded by your light
Even without you
(instrumental)
(repeat chorus)
With this vision of you
Tell me what can I do?
I have a vision of you
Tell me what can I do?
With this vision of you (to fade)
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Lost Hopeless Lover
I never meant to see you leaving
With an emptiness so vacant
There is no escaping from this loneliness
And I try denying
I never wished to be convinced
That you would leave me
And I
Making some sense of it
My eyes hide from crying
I never meant to feel deserted
Or left felt hurting
By the pinching even of it
No!
I never meant to say
Go away from me
Now I suffer
Like a lost hopeless lover
To recover
To recover
And now I suffer
Like a lost hopeless lover
Hoping to discover
Another
Lover
Just like the other
I never meant to see you leaving
And I
Left alone
Making some sense of it
To suffer
Like a lost
And
Hopeless lover
And
I suffer
From another
Like a lost hopeless lover
And I
Try
Denying
But I suffer
To recover
Like a lost hopeless lover
I'm just a lost hopeless lover
I'm just a lost hopeless lover
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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