I never refused an autograph, never refused to buy someone a drink. Now I'm learning to say I've got other things on, instead of doing it and wondering why.
quote by Paul Gascoigne

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Apples + Oranges
What if the sun refused to shine?
What if the clouds refused to rain?
What if the wind refused to blow?
What if the seas refused to wave?
What if the world refused its turn?
What if the stars would hesitate?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if the silence let you dream?
What if the air could let you breathe?
What if the words would bring you here?
What if this sound could bring you peace?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
It came from your thoughts
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Adore

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Used-Up
Many people
one might meet.
On city sarcophagus street.
Are dead.
It’s just.
No one...
has gotten around,
to burying them yet.
This is what became
of the brokenhearted!
Who refused
to get their act together!
Who refused
to walk with faith!
Who refused
to embrace the light!
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Appels Oranjes
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the wind refused to blow?
what if the seas refused to wave?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the stars would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
what if the silence let you dream?
what if the air could let you breathe?
what if the words would bring you here?
what if this sound could bring you peace?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
digging for the feel of something new
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
it came from your thoughts, your dreams and visions
ripped up from your weeks and indecisions
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the clocks would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to choose?
the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to lose?
the thoughts you cannot lose
what are you gonna do?
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins

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So far we have not convinced the Chinese authorities. My own brother was refused a visa on what was probably my last chance of seeing him when he was going around the world on a tour. Scott Nearing was similarly refused.
quote by Anna Louise Strong

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Captain Hale, alone, without sympathy or support, save that from above, on the near approach of death asked for a clergyman to attend him. It was refused. He then requested a Bible; that too was refused by his inhuman jailer.
quote by William Hull

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Could I Have Your Autograph
Hello, I dont know me from adam, you dont know me from eve
I just came here tonight cause I was lonely
Youre no elvis presley, Im no marilyn monroe
But I do think youre sexy, just thought Id tell you so
Hey could I have your autograph
Your name and your number on a small photograph
Id like to know you and what youre all about
Hey could I have your autograph
Ive had my eyes on you and youre worth lookin at
Could I ask you out or should a lady do that
You may not be famous but you look like a star
You should be in movies as cute as you are
Hey could I have your autograph
Your name and your number on a small photograph
Could I interest you in a romance perhaps
Hey could I have your autograph
Got my heart in my hands and my head in the clouds
And youre everything every girl dreams about
And being with you would be heaven no doubt
What I wouldnt do for your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
Hey could I have your autograph
I like your body could I help you work it out
Maybe moving to the music playing on the phonograph
Hey could I have your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
You know youre just the kind to makes a woman real proud
Would you take a chance on a girl from the south
Could I have your autograph
song performed by by Dolly Parton

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Woman’s power
Lords have been refused by maids.
Have maids been refused by lords?
Withholding is woman’s power.
Approaching is man’s weakness.
14.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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So Remotely Distanced
Discussing reality brings many to a sadness.
So remotely distanced from truth...
A life without delusion pursued,
Is not a life lived.
And many today refused to do it.
Fed on elitest ideals and dreams,
With luxurized lifestyles...
In condos with high walnut wooden beams,
Is how many see their purpose.
Surrounded by materialistic 'things'.
And things without enlightenment,
Is a life lived incomplete and empty.
With a seeking of sympathy...
When things are taken away from them and gone.
As complaints from them placing blame on others...
Goes on and on and on and on!
Discussing reality brings many to a sadness.
So remotely distanced from truth...
A life without delusion pursued,
Is not a life lived.
And many today refused to do it,
Too.
Choosing their own sanity to maim.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Raymond
Don't play games with me when,
I am in love with you;
For my autograph is all about your sweet memories,
And i will always think about you.
Automation!
And of the phobia of things to think about;
And from one autonomous state of a culture,
For i am from Awash in Ethiopia and my love will touch you!
Oh Raymond,
You are like my autograph and the banter of my friends;
For my autograph is all about your sweet memories.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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The Sandman who sleeps near-by a dustbin
Oh! The sad fading memory re-kindles.
That desperate fragile man was crying on a rainy day
And he was soaked in a cobbled narrow street.
I offered him a small colored note
But he refused.
And I gave him a big note that too he refused calmly.
Then only I realized that he was starving.
Unfortunately all the shops were closed and it seemed to be a public holiday in a memorial of a bygone puppet President.
[ *Sandman- The genie of folklore who makes children sleepy; in allusion to the rubbing of their eyes as if there were sand in them.]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga

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Subjective Objectivity
Shallow.
Too hollow to perceive
One victimized by their deeds
Was not far beyond reach...
Of mental observation.
Shallow.
They who fed from prolonged contentment,
Resented lives led...
But refused to change!
Refused to see,
A bitterness contained stunted their stagnation!
Remaining in sustained defiance they stand.
With subjective objectivity...
They ensured they would be left behind!
Enduring the nothingness cultivated in their minds.
And willing to share their findings!
In caves where they dig in pursuit of light...
Ignoring the fading voices of rescue!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Strings Of Freedom
walk with me..
you and me, not separate
our poem is totality
and our poetry,
is all months,
from january..
to december.
walk with me..
where to decide
the strings of poetry
mixed with both,
the guitar's strings
and the strings..
of all seasons.
walk with me..
it's me, who guides
to all strings,
which said no
and refused to sleep
but refused not..
to dream.
walk with me..
i'm still to wait
for all strings,
walking in time
and resisting,
being jailed..
in the guitar.
poem by Ahmed Khaled

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The Young Man Who Refused To Take Off His Shoes
A young man
wandering in the dark
with his heart bleeding
found himself
infront of the house
that was fully lighted.
A woman
who seemed to be
an upright person
opened the door
and pityingly lead the young man
to enter the house
but then stopped him
when she saw the young man entering
with his shoes on his feet.
The woman told the young man
to take off his shoes
but the young man refused
to do so.
'I'm sorry,
I cannot let you in
if you won't take off your shoes
it is my policy
that everyone must take off the shoes
when entering the house.'
But the young man
still refused
so the woman pushed
the young man away
from the door and told him,
'I cannot help you
if you won't follow my policy! '
and the woman shut the door.
The young man
who refused to take off his shoes
back in the dark
wandering
with his heart bleeding
...alone.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXXIII
TO ONE TO WHOM HE HAD BEEN UNJUST
If I was angry once that you refused
The bread I asked and offered me a stone,
Deeming the rights of bounty thus abused
And my poor beggary but trampled on,
Believe me now I would that wrong atone
With such submission as a heart can show,
Asking no bread of life but that alone
Your dear heart proffered and my pride let go.
Give me your help, your pity, what you will,
Your pardon for a sin, your act of grace
For a rebellion vanquished and undone,
The stone I once refused, that precious stone
Your friendship, so my thoughts may serve you still
Even if I never more behold your face.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

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the War Lost
Friday's depression
refused to
wait 'til Monday
It
demanded
immediate attention
It
demanded
immediate action
Now,
there are no
demands.
Death
makes no
demands
Shades drawn.
A sunny day.
Blacked-out room,
without breath
Friday's depression
refused to
wait for Monday
Many battles
had been won.
Now, a war lost.
Never to see
another battle, ever.
Everyone
struggles
within
by
T. Labbe`
Two Hundred Steps
After a life how many step
Little small learning capability step
Youth strives for to learn to walk
A grown-up marriage step
Marriage to seek live hood step
Holds a young learning capability step
Old age to retire a step
Life needs 200 steps
Several to permit 200 steps
Accompanies several 200 steps
Has not refused stubbornly to pause
poem by Albert Wong

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No Dots Do They Connect
Why is it,
That the very same people...
Who are today wondering,
With the asking of 'what's going on'...
Are the very same people,
Who yesterdays gone...
Refused to accept to hear,
A negativity expressed to them...
In their ears.
And those chosing to speak the truth,
Now and also then...
Are the ones today,
And those yesterdays gone...
Not only appear clearly to be happy people,
But also are very protective...
Of their peace of mind.
And those still left wondering why...
What's going on in the way it is today,
Have no idea what to say...
About themselves or their lives,
Or reasons to give as to 'why'...
Or how they feel that way.
No dots do they connect.
Or...
Can read between the lines without spaces,
Traced.
Or...
Colorized with crayon,
Etched to separate what has taken place!
Since this activity is missing smiling faces.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Heartbreaker
(russ ballard)
And theres no need to tell me Im just wasting time
But if you tell me break it slowly
Im in deep water and Im hanging on a line
And youre the only one can save me
But if you gotta go
I think you better know
Oh, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
You refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
I know the memories melt their pictures in my mind
Too bad to see they could be fading
But Ill come home to you
If someday you should find
You want me back then Ill be waiting
But if you gotta go
I think you better know
Oh, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
You refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
Um, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
And you refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
Oh, what you gonna do when she goes away
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John

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A Swiss Constitution
We are all going to die whether we like it or not,
It will happen sooner or later even if you think you're a big shot,
It can't be organized or scheduled for this or that reason,
It's against the law and considered to be next to treason.
The Swiss and Dutch have it figured out and have death with dignity,
But it's not allowed in Canada - High Court activity.
Sue Rodriguez was refused though she had Lou Gehrig's disease,
Canadian Supreme Court dressed in red, refused her please.
So we should amend our constitution like the Swiss and the Dutch,
Because under the present system our Supreme Court has too much,
If we had binding referendums we could get back in control,
Instead, nowadays many murderers seem to get parole.
poem by James Bredin

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A Date Of Misfortune
A Date of Misfortune
The bus was late it was raining when she alighted…
my temper was moody, since it was late the kitchen
at the café was closed, but they still had slices of
“black forest gateau, ” we had that with white wine
because the waiter refused to serve red wine with
a gateau; she drank the whole bottle and got giggly.
Going to my place, we stopped an outdoor kiosk
selling hotdogs, I ate two with mustard on, since she
disappeared throwing up in the back of the stall.
She refused to come home with me I walked her to
the bus station where she caught the last one home
to her parents.
poem by Oskar Hansen

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