It's a rather rude gesture, but at least it's clear what you mean.
quote by Katharine Hepburn
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Gesture Of Happiness
GESTURE OF HAPPINESS
Gesture of happiness is not a crime,
so always spread happiness,
happiness is our birth right,
drive away all the tensions,
if you are engulfed in sadness,
try to find an excuse of happiness,
gesture of happiness
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Lesson
Our love has chosen its appropriate gesture
Which when viewed in the midst of all the gestures
It didn't choose seems almost insignificant.
The gesture our love has chosen is appropriate
We both agree not that we have any choice but
Amidst all those others does seem insignificant.
Is it incumbent on us thus to therefore obliterate
All of the gestures except this insignificant one
Chosen by our love for its own no doubt reasons.
It is up to us to obliterate all other gestures
Though they cluster round thick as presentations
Of war and sacrifice in a gradeschool classroom.
Use of our love's chosen gesture for the obliteration
Of all those foreign gestures is forbidden however
We must find something else to erase them with.
Our love has chosen its appropriate gesture
Which when viewed in the absence of all other gestures
Seems to spell the opposite of insignificant.
poem by Bill Knott
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Not only right
You have not only right but a say
To shape the destiny and clear way
That might come on to face
Allow he opportunity to find and trace
It is holy bond and I respect
The sincerity in your act
The way in which you ask
That makes easy my task
It goes without saying
You were all along praying
There is no much denying
And absolutely no intention of defying
You are in top most of my mind
That nothing else you can find
All along you were considerate and kind
How can I be so rude and unkind?
As you surrendered
The clouds had thundered
The sky had wondered
Many thought over it and pondered
You did not think of any adultery
You never thought of any misery
You did not seem to have any worry
Less any idea of feeling slight sorry
I keep emotions very live
As you come in dream and make it alive
All these years I had striven very hard
That you may maintain and keep your word
I take your hands in hand and reassure
That our life is safe and fully secured
That we may never be separated
As the feeling and love and inter related
I wish the same as token gesture
You have convinced me and made it sure
There remains no cause to feel confused
As there is no make it refused
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Every gesture is a gesture from the blood, every expression a symbolic utterance... Everything is of the blood, of the senses.
quote by Henry Williamson
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New Attitude
I refuse to be a choosey loser.
Confused by a weakness,
That comes across as rude.
No...
I refuse to be a choosey loser.
Or be one just to offer up,
A constant singing of the 'blues'.
I want to be that one to say,
'I know the way to produce an up boost.'
I want to be the one to show,
I can reduce any blues singing I do...
With a clear expression exposing,
A tried and true new attitude.
I refuse to be a choosey loser.
Confused by a weakness,
That comes across as rude.
I can reduce any blues singing I do...
With a clear expression exposing,
A tried and true new attitude.
Yes I can make that stand.
And I am!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Rude
Just a little rude can ruin someones day,
being rude a little bit,
is like swimming in a vest,
rude is like swimming with no trunks on,
kissing in the dark,
was it him? or was it her?
and eating from a bag ewe left open on the counter
for several days.
The decadance of Society, RUDE,
has finally sickened me,
the only thing to do is pray to GOD
to quicken me.
When the hours pass too quickly,
and the days pass just like hours
the months appear to me like weeks gone bye.
These aer the things eye am searching for.
A Kind Word.
A Smile.
A Happy Kiss.
A While.
Time is a blessing.
Keep Time In Today.
poem by Charles Hice
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An Ancient Gesture
I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
Penelope did this too.
And more than once: you can't keep weaving all day
And undoing it all through the night;
Your arms get tired, and the back of your neck gets tight;
And along towards morning, when you think it will never be light,
And your husband has been gone, and you don't know where, for years.
Suddenly you burst into tears;
There is simply nothing else to do.
And I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
This is an ancient gesture, authentic, antique,
In the very best tradition, classic, Greek;
Ulysses did this too.
But only as a gesture,—a gesture which implied
To the assembled throng that he was much too moved to speak.
He learned it from Penelope...
Penelope, who really cried.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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I get really saucy after a few drinks. Sexy rude, not obnoxious rude.
quote by Katie Price
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When on the squares and in solitary silence
When on the squares and in solitary silence
We slowly go out of our minds,
Brutal winter will offer us
Cold and clear Rhine wine.
The frost offers us in a silver pail
The white wine of Valhalla,
And for us it recalls
A clear image of a northern man.
But northern skalds are rude,
Don't know the joy of the game,
And to northern troops are dear
Amber, feasts and flames.
They only dream of the southern air,
The magic of a foreign sky.
-- Nevertheless the stubborn friend
Still refuses to try.
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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You And I, Dog
dog, you and your lonely howl
fail to affect me, though
haunting, i walk on by
because dog, you and i
we're so different
your forlorn eyes
tracing my movements don't
touch my heart, though clear and seeking
i cannot stop, for dog,
you and i could not be more different
the bone that you nudge in my direction
doesn't compel me to love you
although the gesture is sweet,
sorry dog, we're so different
you and i
but dog, the cage that you sit in
that's familiar and you're alone
surrounded but desolately
remorsefully, and unmistakably
alone
...You know dog, you and me
we're more similar than you might think
poem by Alexzia Ferdinand
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A rude nature is worse than a brute nature by so much more as man is better than a beast: and those that are of civil natures and genteel dispositions are as much nearer to celestial creatures as those that are rude and cruel are to devils.
quote by Margaret Cavendish
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As Regular As Possible
Of course I can be rude and inconsiderate.
And I know it is difficult for you to believe,
Since I seem to be so...
Full of life,
Love!
And...
Myself.
No!
I did not say,
Full of 'that'!
I said...
Myself.
I make attempts,
To watch my diet,
And stay as regular as possible.
Now...
You are the one being rude.
And inconsiderate of my sensitivities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now Get Out Of My Face
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Am I still the gorgeous one of all?
Mirror mirror on the...
'Look.
Come closer...
I've got something to say to you.
Don't you come here ever again,
Asking me to lie.
Is that understood?
I am not here anymore,
To fulfill your head with delusions.
Is that clear? '
Wha...'
'Is it or is it NOT clear? '
It's clear, it's clear, it's clear.
'Now get out of my face.
You make me sick! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone In My Bed
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
You're always on my mind
I wouldn't call it love
But when we're in the club
We always move in time
And when it gets too much
I hurry home and rush
Wanna see me through the walls
Wanna slide through the floor
And my bed is calling
Blush, as my conscience starts to tell
When i'm going up the stairs
It can't wait 'till morning
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Now it's about the time
Undressing with a sign
That later you'll be mine
We're caught into a vibe
With dirty thoughts that crosses over the stop sign
It's crazy that I feel
Confused it's so surreal
What's happening to me?
One touch and i'm just there
And i'm coming down the stairs
Bragging cos he made me go
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Late at night your eyes on me (ooh)
I know you like what you can't see (ooh)
Face to face along we breathe (oooh)
I can't see what's on your mind (ooh)
Moving slowly down my thigh (ooh)
And the thought just makes me (oooooh)
It feels divine
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
song performed by by Sugababes
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Whatever Happened to Gratitude?
Whatever happened to gratitude?
Is it dead, or just taking a break?
Could somebody tell me why 'Thank you'
Is so hard a gesture to make?
When someone does you a favour,
Without thought of personal gain,
Are those two simple words too demanding?
Does it bring about physical pain?
I was taught to treat others with courtesy,
To be civil, respectful, and warm.
A casual 'Cheers, mate' was frowned on.
That would have been judged as bad form.
'Cheers' is what you say at a toast!
As a platitude it sounds insincere!
If you're grateful for kindnesses given,
Say 'Thanks' and you're debt will be clear! ! ! !
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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Along the Sun-Drenched Roadside
Along the sun-drenched roadside, from the great
hollow half-treetrunk, which for generations
has been a trough, renewing in itself
an inch or two of rain, I satisfy
my thirst: taking the water's pristine coolness
into my whole body through my wrists.
Drinking would be too powerful, too clear;
but this unhurried gesture of restraint
fills my whole consciousness with shining water.
Thus, if you came, I could be satisfied
to let my hand rest lightly, for a moment,
lightly, upon your shoulder or your breast.
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Orange Appeal
Half the rude you brought once has cold
We send with friends
All the evil actions worked my mood on you
As the energy comes from the waves at cliffs
Moan miss
We look for leaves on the family tree
Ah:thee won't sing
Half the rude you brought once has cold
We send with friends
Compare an apple to an orange like in the
Dream we seen
As the energy come from the waves at Trussels
And all this hearty fruit has made my muscles grow to what you see
Half the rude you brought once has cold
We send with friends
Will you just bend
Apples and Oranges
song performed by by Alien Ant Farm from ANThology
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Dreaded Requests
I am not a rude or ignorant man,
but there are some things,
that I will not do.
Unfortunately, I do not like
to read a lot of what
I am politely requested to read.
I am often bombarded by people
asking me to read
and comment on their work.
I do not like to be rude
and ignore their pleas,
but I just read what I like,
not what I am asked to read.
I choose whom I like,
if I see a title I find interesting
I will take the time to read it
and make a mental note of the author.
If I like what I read,
I will dip into that author’s work
time and time again.
I do not care if they read my work or not
that is their choice and I have mine.
All I ask is let me make up my own mind.
Do not bombard me with notes
requesting that I read your work,
as I am likely to ignore them.
I am not being rude or ignorant
it is I just do not do requests.
poem by David Harris
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Clear Across America Tonight
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Ronnie Rogers/Greg Fowler)
Just outside of Austin
I turned on my radio
Turned it in to a satellite station
She was talkin' on a call-in show
She said it was over, she'd made her choice
Her mind was made-up by the sound of her voice
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Clear across America tonight
Sounded like he really had it coming
All the times he'd done her wrong
She said, I hope he's listening
And hung-up the telephone
All of a sudden, I realized
It was me she was telling good-bye
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Clear across America tonight
Hello dj, put me on the air
Give me the chance to tell her I still care
Get her back on the line, tell her I'm still in love
Said, "sorry son, but you're breaking up"
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Across America tonight
Across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
song performed by by Alabama
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A Tipping Of His Hat
Two strangers passed along an avenue.
He would tip his hat to her
as he passed each day.
It was a courteous gesture,
which would lead them
unexpectedly into love’s country
and set their hearts aglow.
It was never his intention to fall in love,
it just happened quite unexpectedly to them.
The tipping of the hat lead to a smile,
then a few words they would say.
The words soon became a chat, then a date or two
and slowly love blossomed
around the both of them.
It all happened through a courteous gesture
of a tipping of his hat.
1 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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