Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... just one. Our life. We have nothing else.
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Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life — and travel — leaves marks on you. Most of the time, those marks — on your body or on your heart — are beautiful. Often, though, they hurt.
quote by Anthony Bourdain
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Pick The Right God.
One god cares for you, the other is so great he could careless.
One god cares for you, the other is so great he could careless, so very great he does not have time to care so he so artfully pretends to care. If you see he is a fake he will destroy you.
Yes there are two gods.
There are two kinds of gods, one is always making creations, life, creatures, beings, consciousness, and going on without looking back, creating even more spectacular creations, universes, multiverses, ever greater complex life forms one more fantastic than the other.
There is another sort of god, one that creates a universe but gives a ram about the beings he created. This god is there, this god stays with his creatures, with her beings as they struggle, as they strive, he gives them space and the ability to co-create with her. The other god, could care less, he has other better universes and forms of life to make.
in this universe in our life now, these two gods are fighting it out, in our life now we are fighting it out with them as well. Do you want the greatness of the narcissistic god of cold selfish greatness. What a price you pay for being like this god or worshipping this god. He just made you to prove to himself how great he is, or do you align your self up with the god that gives a tam about you, he made you because she wanted to share herself and all of creation with you,
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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The Life of One
The life of one is good
The life of one is bad
The life of one is glad
The life of one is sad
The life of one smiles
The life of one cries
The life of one see's the brightness of the sun
The life of one see's the dust rolling of there shoes
The life of one see's the beutifull of the night sky
The life of one see's the horror of darkness in the night
The life of one see's the beutifull in people
The life of one see's the ugly in people
The life of one is happy
The life of one is lost
The life of one is in attention
The life of one doesnt give a shit
The life of one cares for others
The life of one acts like he/she dont know you
The life of one see's the birds singing threw out the day
The life of one see's the shallows of the underworld
The life of one see's the wolrds happenings
The life of one see's the nothing at all
The life of one see's the person in you
The life of one see's the flow of nothing
The life is just life
poem by Marcos Chavez
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I'm Just So Sorry But No One Cares About You(Revised In Line Form)
No one cares.
I'm just so sorry but no one cares about you.
No reason to get upset.
Do your own thing as you always do.
Let the time fade.
Follow the suns escape.
Take me somewhere, anywhere but here.
Like a ghost I just want to disappear.
It removes all fear.
Preparing for another sacrifice.
Such is life.
No one cares.
I'm just so sorry, but no one cares about you.
Marching to my own rhythm.
Lead or follow.
Where do you go when the heart becomes so hollow?
How do you fill the void?
Are you feeling a little paranoid?
Trust no one.
All because no one cares.
I'm just so sorry, but no cares about you.
All alone,
Naked and full of shame.
Who's really to blame?
Do you admit the fault as your own?
Or do you mention someones name and complain?
Are you insane?
Completely mad.
A mad hatter off his rocker just a little bit.
All because no one cares.
I'm just so sorry but no one cares about you.
Oh about you.
It's always about you.
No such thing as a selfless act.
This is a fact.
Nothing for free.
This is a favor that can be later be redeemed! ! !
All because no one cares,
I'm just so sorry but no one cares about you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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NYC
I had seven faces thought i knew which one to wear
I'm sick of spending these lonely nights training myself not to care
the subway is a porno pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
subway she is a porno and the pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
(got to be some more change in my life)
oh, It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
(got to be some more change in my life)
song performed by by Interpol
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life of Boss
Life is signed by the boss, and he is not stupid,
For it means his life is solid in his job,
And he cares for his religion, his job, his life
That hurts sometimes like the floor plans of a house
That is his. Man’s faith is in him.
Music he shall clown, with a swift enterprise
For life is expert, and more time is needed for the great deal.
The world is again a solution and life a boss feels.
Life has been bathed in for some time.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Stranger to Europe
I dwell in a British city
and life is busy and great
in a way,
but my heart
is lost and left back
in sunny Africa.
I am settling into
the ever-falling rain,
but the pain
of being away
is creeping slowly
right through my soul.
Friendships and great pub lunches
and the power to buy
whatever I need
are comforting me,
but living away
from those I love
and in a different society
is leaving deep marks on me
and I long
for a sunny open
and light blue
and hot African sky
and to be back
in my own country.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My First Narrative Poem
When he was born,
the stars collapsed,
No one rejoice,
Not even himself.
When he was 3,
The people cry,
If why they give,
Someone like this.
When he was 10,
He's left behind,
& no one cares,
Even if he dies.
When he turned teen,
He learned to live,
Live the life alone,
Coz no one cares.
The time have passed,
No companion,
On his right side,
Even in the left.
He learned to survive,
Survive alone,
In his own way,
People loves him tight.
poem by Rudy Rico Castillo
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Life consists
Life consists of
Lion snake mouse bull
Life consists of
Eagle-garuda owl peacock
Come on lifeline and hug.
Life marks onset of
New inspiration new invention
To pay ttention is must
Life reveals globalisation
Generalisation specialisation.
Life is to enjoy moment
No one be debar
Have open heart
And clear mind
After all life is life.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Left to Win Their Arguments
How deep can discussions get,
With those in a constant fling...
With low life?
And the company enjoyed,
That low life to them brings?
They would rather be led off course,
Like blind horses...
Than to take advantage of resources,
That enhance their quality of life and well being.
If it is not reflected from the gutter...
They utter their disapproval.
And then say...
No one cares about them or their lives.
And of course...
They are left to win their arguments.
And of course...
When this is done,
They extend to those of good intentions...
An immediate message of their resentment,
Sent!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Cares?
Let it rain and thunder,
Let a million firms go under.
I am not concerned with
Stocks and bonds that Ive been burned with!
I love you and you love me
And thats how it will always be
And nothing else can ever mean a thing
Who cares what the public chatters
Loves the only thing that matters
Who cares if the sky cares to fall in the sea
Who cares what banks fail in yonkers
Long as youve got a kiss that conquers?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!
Who cares how history rates me
As long as your kiss intoxicates me?
Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Butterfly
butterfly
I stopped to look at a butterfly-then it flew away.
Yet! -left me with an impression.
With me it will always stay.
Its wings were a beautiful brown-with polka dots you see.
I had wanted to grab it-but I knew it had to be free.
They only have a short life span
But in their life -they live an eternity.
They have no worries or cares-but in their life they share
All the joys of yesteryear…
If man could be as a butterfly-and enjoy and share life.
we would not have to go through, all our struggles and strife.
poem by Louis Rams
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Will To Die
Emptiness again
Left alone again
Left to question all
That's happened...
And no one cares
And no one cares
All that's left is
The will to die...
Try... try to hold
On what's left
Inside... empty (and
This emptiness i'm
Left with)
Reaching (has me
Reaching for a
Reason) lonely
(this loneliness
Consuming)
Searching (i'm
Searching for the
Answers) will you
Do the same? ...
Try... try to find
Peace
song performed by by Deftones
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Rinkhals thoughts
I sail to wherever I want to be,
sometimes lie stretched out
in the hot African sun
always inspecting the air
with my forked tongue
sensing with my black shiny eyes
if there’s movement anywhere,
something to spray with my deadly spit
a enemy to strike out at
before it can squash me
and forever I am free
to hit at the heel
to find my own way
through the undergrowth,
to prey whenever I want
with a deadly flash,
to end life, I am created for it
and nothing but death stops me
and sometimes you will find
where I have been
by the marks on the sand,
the remains of my skin
or victims that I have left
or turned right over
poising as if dead,
waiting on the right moment
to come to life, to hit with great speed.
[Reference: Rinkhals: Ring necked African spitting cobra.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Shattered Dreams
My dreams are shattered
My life is empty
They took my dreams away
Ripped them out of my heart
Now I'm left with this void
This void that will never be filled again
They want me to be lonely
They want me to be depressed
They want me to be hated
They want me to die
No one cares that I'm alone
No one cares if I'm miserable
No one cares if I die
They had to take her away from me
They told me that its for the best
They took her away from me
Now my heart is shattered
No one can glue my heart together again
Because once its broken it can't be mend
They shattered my dreams
When they told me she doesn't exist
(1-15-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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Who Is Truly Great?
Great is one who humbles oneself;
Great is one who accomplishes without expectations;
Great is one who labors for others’ welfare;
Great is one who struggles for a noble cause;
Great is one who gives his life for his Maker’s sake;
Great is one who sacrifices his precious life for truth’s sake;
Great is one who takes the road least taken;
Great is one who climbs life’s steep hills;
Great is one who treads dangerous paths for mankind’s progress;
Great is one who risks his life unduly to save others’ lives;
Great is one who although born or made handicapped does extra-ordinary feats;
Great is one who scales heights of achievements rarely done by others;
Great is one who toils in sleep-hours too for mankind’s upliftment;
Great is one who racks his brain to find a cure for a crippling disease;
Great is one who shuns selfishness for the cause of his poorer brethren;
Great is one who dies so that others can live in peace;
Great is one who lives not for oneself but others;
Great is one who loves and forgives his worst foe;
Great is one who leads life in accordance with the Word of God!
(4-13-2007)
poem by John Celes
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tude Lyric
I’m the man to be,
cos I’m me, me, me;
but you’re just you
and who cares who
I’m the greatest,
I could be the hatest,
you’re down on your luck
but I don’t care a ****,
life is tough,
an’ life is rough,
but that’s enuff
who cares a stuff
I don’ need to write
cos ed-u-cation’s shite;
I jus’ like to spray
my mark somewhere each day
I score the chix,
I score a fix,
me an’ you don’t mix
cos I know the trix
I’m the koolest gangsta,
you, you’re just a wanksta,
my posse an’ me
hand out cruel-tyy
I got a shooter
you ain’t worth a hoota;
I got a knife,
you ain’t got a life
I gotta switch, man -
ain’t your life a bitch?
I gotta blade, man -
got it all made
ain’t no lovin’
like my ho an’ me..
(what’s that, Mom? …It’s time for tea? …)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sonnet- Life Has Both Joys And Sorrows
Men praise the Rose for exquisite beauty,
And praise the flower too for its great smell;
None care for thorns(changed leaves) doing duty,
Protecting flowers from wild beasts so well.
Men praise the River for quenching their thirst;
Who cares about the clouds that bring the Rain?
Much water comes from melting snows too first;
Most water comes from sea again, again.
Men praise their leaders for the great things done;
Who cares about the Almighty’s great role?
And men call God, the Moon, the Sky, the Sun!
Forgetting God who made earth, pole to pole.
All things God made have purpose good and bad;
Life’s woes alone should not make our hearts sad.
poem by John Celes
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The Life That I Have
The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours
The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.
A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.
Isn't It Great?
Isn't it great, to be alive, and have a friend,
Someone special and on them you can depend;
I have that special some one, cares about me,
It's my Jesus, My Lord and Master, He'll love you too, you'll see.
Isn't it good to be here, in the face of adversity?
When we are facing danger, we can have victory,
Life sometimes brings turmoil, but soon comes peace,
God helps us thru to the end, and we have release.
Isn't it great, when we are left on our own, yet we can cope,
Because there is God helping us, giving us hope;
I know sometimes things will seem so very dark,
But in the end, our hearts will sing like a lark.
Isn't it good, we can see what is right,
And fight the wrongs, with all our might;
We can choose, to hurt, for what we went through,
But! God will put things right, and make anew.
poem by Margaret Haig
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