There's a difference between a failure and a fiasco... a fiasco is a disaster of mythic proportions.
quote by Orlando Bloom
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Failure is simply the non-presence of success. But a fiasco is a disaster of mythic proportions.
quote by Orlando Bloom
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I will listen to Mr Bush but my position is very clear and very firm. The occupation is a fiasco. There have been almost more deaths after the war than during the war.
quote by Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero
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It is not good for a man to be too cognizant of his physical and spiritual mechanisms. Complete knowledge reveals limits to human possibilities, and the less a man is by nature limited in his purposes, the less he can tolerate limits.
Stanislaw Lem in Fiasco (1986)
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In this Duality of Our Reality
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Storms affecting upon all shores,
Have those proclaiming they can not take more.
And the latest fiasco in the Gulf...
Has Mother Nature wanting to even the score.
Her adored natural wonders,
Are becoming eyesores.
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Some believe they are here,
To conquer over resources and mankind alike.
Some perceive themselves to be the chosen ones,
Because of their abilities to deceive and perpetuate fights.
Mother Nature has witnessed this...
And these conflicts have ruined her appetite to delight.
Mother Nature has begun to deliver the last word.
And God has stood back,
With arms folded and lips shut tight!
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Storms affecting upon all shores,
Have those proclaiming they can not take more.
And the latest fiasco in the Gulf...
Has Mother Nature wanting to even the score.
Her adored natural wonders,
Are becoming eyesores.
And in this 'duality' of our 'reality'...
Mother Nature is not happy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fiasco
I am very grateful,
To have writing
As a form of expression.
If I did not,
I'd be caught up
In this fiasco called humanity!
Human it is...
To numb mind of thoughts,
From liquor bought to soothe.
With too much spice,
That over supplies my vigor!
And sustains long after my brain,
Drains from restless curiousity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Copenhagen Fiasco
Carbon emissions and hence climate change
Is caused by every nation, developing or developed;
Why developed nations have one target for themselves
And another for the rest of the nations?
Why this discrimination?
Pollution is the result of industrial revolution
Which is started in the west because of which
They became 'developed' and rich;
Now when every nation wants to be hub of industrialization
And part of economy and enjoy fruits of liberalization
Why all these controls and fiasco;
Let subsidies to farmers in some grand unions of nations
And protective measures against free trade amongst nations
By 'rich' nations are withdrawn;
No curbs or controls have been in implementation
All these years and recklessly nature is looted and polluted;
Now wisdom dawns
And curbs only to 'developing and poor' nations;
Is globe the exclusive property of the developed nations
About which they can do according to their whims and fancies
And only the rest of nations must bear the burden;
The highest polluting and carbon-emissions-causing 'rich' nations
Want to dictate the draft for controls
They never feeling part of the controls or curbs
And exclude themselves selectively;
Such uneven world order
Is interesting, amusing, disenchanting and irritating;
Let every one bear the responsibility
Or let the globe warm disastrously;
Selective impositions
Are not implementable
Or welcome
Let the fiasco continue
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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My Blame
Don’t want a love
Don’t want a lie
But this passion could not stop
Between us
You are the fire
Over me
I am your thirst
Flare the ferocious lust
Could you deny me?
Refuse to stop
Reduce from the top
And I am the fiasco
Wear out faith
In god
In angel
Due reason
Love is out of the season
Fade and sag
Love is the evil in you.
Shrunken story of madness
In love
In passion
Nothing was here
Nothing is for you
As the flame
Become my blame
And you are the lame!
poem by Malaya Roses
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Resistor
You are being taken under our power to your destination
Go!
Everybody, is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody, is a part...
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
To welcome disaster (repeat - fade)
Everybody
Everybody is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody
Hey! Hey!
Everybody, is a part...
Hey! Hey!
Were all here on this planet
To spend a couple of hundred thousand hours
To find out
Where we came from
Where we go, and what our souls are all about
Go!
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Everybody, is a part...
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Everybody
Everybody, is a part...
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody, is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
song performed by by Yello
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Resistor
You are being taken under our power to your destination
Go!
Everybody, is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody, is a part...
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
To welcome disaster (repeat - fade)
Everybody
Everybody is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody
Hey! Hey!
Everybody, is a part...
Hey! Hey!
Were all here on this planet
To spend a couple of hundred thousand hours
To find out
Where we came from
Where we go, and what our souls are all about
Go!
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Everybody, is a part...
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Everybody
Everybody, is a part...
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Everybody, is a part of the whole of the system
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
Faster, faster, to welcome disaster
song performed by by Yello
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Disobedient Son
The disobeying son is a little thought for the father,
When this disobedience arrived and departed.
Disobedience had effects on the family like a pan has with juices,
Cooking with fire and tasting better, yet in danger of burning.
The one son obeying another man
Caused the ferocity of the night,
Exceeding normality, and keeping fire
In the throat and eyes, like a dangerous man using
Expertise for the killing.
This son disobeyed at the end of this awkward flap of light,
Morning came with peace to look at and enjoy.
The father felt incensed by the whole fiasco,
Enjoying the obeying acts of his daughters.
poem by Naveed Akram
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the Way To Success
failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS
poem by Liioona Mohie
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Set to sail
I was all set to move and sail
Fearing it may be stalled and sometime fail
Ideas rush to mind and create tension
Nothing is impossible but still big question
It is matter of pride but relate to significance
It may have more credit and importance
Small things don’t matter much in process
But highly appreciated when find easy access
I struggled very hard to make the headway
Faced the resistance and was left midway
Continued to strive more without feeling bad
Many times it leads to the situation very sad
Everybody may not have situation very similar
Long drawn fight with rough weather in particular
May end into fiasco or complete disaster
Forcing him to rise above everything to become town’s master
Lessons drawn in process may help for future
All problems may not have complex nature
What requires most is tactful handling
Unforeseen situation but require emergency landing
Loosing composure or patience may not be good
Peace and calm must prevail in mind and serve as food
What ever may be the problem, it must occur casual
Face it boldly and should look very normal and usual
It is one’s own destiny and future
May not be able to do it in fixed tenure
Maximum efforts one can have and try
No use to shed tears and offer simple cry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Just a Process Proceeding In Evolution
Do I have remorse that they have blinded themselves,
By the quality of their own actions?
Your comments make little sense to me.
Is this their way of holding someone accountable,
For their delight in material excitement?
I appreciate the attention you have given this fiasco.
But those folks have a history of creating their own debris.
I'm sure my lack of concern and those of others...
They have ridiculed for making attempts to assist them,
Will someday be reason why they could not unite as a people!
Or some excuse they will find that is not policed!
No...
I have not given up on them.
They've given up on themselves,
The moment they began to ostracize their own!
For some reason...
I am attracted to those who are adult in mind,
Deed and purpose.
And those comments would be pointless to repeat to them!
No hard feelings!
None here whatsoever.
I am just part of a process,
Proceeding in a welcomed evolution.
And I am one of many who recognize the benefits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sautéed In Fiasco
Simmering and sautéed in fiasco,
This chef finds himself...
Blending a mix the patrons have nixed!
Overheated in a kitchen,
With a haste that loses taste.
And a flair that has been wasted,
On those baited to sip!
They split in droves...
And leave him this tip:
'This feast you prepared,
For us to eat...
Continues to sour
The air on the streets!
The menu was fabulous.
One we all thought we would like!
But you have shown you're a flapjack king...
With promises of pheasant to delight!
You offered us substance,
And we have waited too long for that!
Your skills are based on delusion...
Infusing hors d'oeuvres served in crap!
We can no longer wait for more,
We are sealing your doors...
With you entrapped!
Nothing you have done has pleased anyone.
We want our money back,
Before the others come...
And burn down your shack! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What is the difference between....?
What is the difference between black and white?
What is the difference between day and night?
What is the difference between love and hate?
What is the difference between a woman and a mate?
The answers seem to be so easy
as the difference between to be free and to be busy.
But! Can you tell me the difference between a lie and a truth?
Can you tell me the difference between old age and youth?
Will you tell me the difference between a grant and a sob?
If you don’t know this difference you can flop.
I would like to know the difference between wrong and right,
I would like to know the difference between a war and a fight.
If you know the answers please, write.
It will be interesting to know your opinion,
And may be I will find it to be brilliant.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The failure of academic feminists to recognize difference as a crucial strength is a failure to reach beyond the first patriarchal lesson. In our world, divide and conquer must become define and empower.
quote by Audre Lorde
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Love your self
Every time we pray sincerely and take vow
Touch the feet and commit fresh approach from now
But alas! It is only a gimmick
We fail to catch the message and pick
Easily I slip from the smooth road
Life takes heavy toll from laden load
Earnest resolve but end up in fiasco
All pledges on one side and go
We all know its implications
We try to have smooth and nice relations
Human beings are helpless and lie under compulsion
Lots of burden and relatively large confusion
“I am helpless” pleads friend
I could do nothing at the end
Such remorse are often heard
We silently go ahead and lead
Only brave and pure souls come out
Rest all come across hurdles and face rout
Paradise is here with us to make
But alas! We loose it and roll out of track
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Out Of Track
Every time we pray sincerely and take vow
Touch the feet and commit fresh approach from now
But alas! It is only a gimmick
We fail to catch the message and pick
Easily I slip from the smooth road
Life takes heavy toll from laden load
Earnest resolve but end up in fiasco
All pledges on one side and go
We all know its implications
We try to have smooth and nice relations
Human beings are helpless and lie under compulsion
Lots of burden and relatively large confusion
“I am helpless” pleads friend
I could do nothing at the end
Such remorse are often heard
We silently go ahead and lead
Only brave and pure souls come out
Rest all come across hurdles and face rout
Paradise is here with us to make
But alas! We loose it and roll out of track
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Enemy In The Mirror
He sat down and tried to analyse his status in retrospect.
One thought giggled through his brains and found no reason to act.
He thought of the gossip behind his prance and concluded for a further check.
His colossal heart now wondering of this hefty hitch.
He always frighted about the move of his fellows
. An undoubted prig and with no act of altruism.
Then came a juncture in which his admirations could be reached.
He dazzled around the province and unravelled his sudden call to honour.
The wise men considered his call to be a fiasco.
His outrageous pose before the dialogue said it all.
He reached the premises and with no act of fluster, he encroached the hall.
The delegation asked matters of human-spaced interest and his response was negative because he had no passionate appeal for humanity.
He retrogressed gradually and stigmatized cos he was a foe to their progress.
An altruist confronted him and said ' You're the enemy in the mirror because you seek your own downfall '
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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There Is a Realization That Has Come
All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.
There is a realization that has come,
To land upon their sensibilities.
Everything President Obama is trying to correct...
Has been directly associated,
With their incompetence and deeds misguided.
And a prior leadership misdirected.
All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.
And their latest fiasco sits in the Gulf of Mexico.
Without a clue how to fix it.
But a blame of this,
Will be wherever President Obama sits.
Since a shifting of blame has been a custom we live with.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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