By the time I got to the hospital, I certainly realised that I had a problem because I couldn't write or print at that time, which lasted luckily only about four months. I'd gone numb here and on my tongue and the right foot a little bit.
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The worst moment was when I was performing and I was about to sing, but I choked. I had a tickle in my throat and I started coughing, and I couldn't get the words out. It lasted for like thirty seconds, but I got over it, and luckily the crowd didn't seem to care.
quote by Chris Brown
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Hospital Food
Coming down through the alley
Trying to walk without a sound
It doesnt really matter
cause there aint no one around
Tip toe through the alley and
Tip toe through your life
You still got it coming
Be it gun be it knife
Next thing you know
Youre eating hospital food
Karaoke castration
Take the wasp alive
Hes gonna sting you anyway
And take you to the hive
Yesterday was suckin and
Tomorrows looking bad
Who knew that today
Was the only thing I had
Hospital food
Want some hospital food
Hospital food
Delicious hospital food
In your tribute album to the world
You must never forget
To sing the one about the cat
Whos always getting wet
He always got a problem
Hes a very bitter dude
And now hes complaining
About his hospital food
Hospital food
Its gonna help the medicine go down
Want some hospital food
Gonna take a walk without a sound
A little hospital food
Helps the spoonful of sugar come up
I want some hospital food
In your blender and in my cup
song performed by by Eels
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A Not a Poem Poem
A Not a Poem Poem
I will not write a poem
For I am not a poet
I cannot makes things rhyme
I’ve tried for quite some time
So will I write a poem?
NO!
I can’t write poetry
I’ve tried to all my life
Once, I tried to write a poem
About a husband and his wife
It sounded really silly
So I crumbled it up into a ball
That’s why I decided
That I couldn’t write poetry at all
Am I gonna write a poem?
NO!
Well, I’ll try to write a poem
But it will be really bad
It will be absolutely lousy
It will be completely horrible
It won’t be up to snuff
People will say, “Who wrote this stuff? ”
Will my poem be good?
NO!
Can I write a poem?
NO!
Will I write a poem?
NO!
Well, what do you know! ? !
I wrote a poem!
And it’s a pretty good poem, too!
I guess I can write poetry if I try
The next time I’m asked to write a poem,
Will I say no?
NO!
I write a book over a period of months or years, and when I'm done with it, usually another year goes by before I see it in print. It's hard to be patient and wait.
quote by Margaret Haddix
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Hidden Something
something that you promise not to see
again
the tongue hides within the mouth
it will not taste this again
the eyes roll
eyelids close as the scene is
repeated
it is about another form
of tongue-in-cheek
the mouth says something that it does not mean
the brain understands perfectly
like the heart
and so here it is again
viewed for the nth time
this time the conscience is numb
it says
another lie
it comes back again
savoring
what it says it hates
what it believes is too unlikely of its being
but what can you do
here it is again
mutually salivating
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thought Print, Life Print
from time print
comes thought print
and from there life print
and from there
every person's
chance to relive
a million times
easy as the sun rises
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Rags
Everything is rags and there's nobody to blame but me
And it would be so easy if there was noone to hurt but me
But now everything that i do coming out of me
Will just tear through you
In and out of you
Up and down your life like a curse
(so that when the sun bursts,
When the rain falls, when the wind blows,
I rip through your heart. on a horse called nightmare,
Bucking and spitting, i ride to your house
In the home of bluebeard, blood flows as red as any flag
Death cries "victory is mine!"
Laughter echoes,
And death just claps his hands
And then time stands still, castles fall,
Lightning strikes the tower, announcing chaos
Sunday's child scales the walls
Of a paradise then dives into darkness.
A fool playing god
With one foot in eden, one foot in hell
And blindness in his brain
And fever in his eyes
Lies on his tongue
Still saying "this is just a dream"
/
Cast by the only son of rags
Who would wrap you up in all the finest tatters
But he wanted nothing more, my loved one,
Than to wrap you up in joy
But it never be with me -- you and i are like two worlds
Not meant to collide
Death to each other
In the unravelling of time
So how do you... how do you like it?
What kind of dream would you call it -
To have one foot in eden,
One foot in hell
To be always numb,
Plagued by demons
Summoned by angels at the same time,
Endlessly)
But i will burn me
Right out of this place.
I will lay you down to sleep
So when you wake
I'll be gone
And you
Will remember
Nothing
You
Will remember...
song performed by by Waterboys
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Take Me To The Hospital
The weight put on my back
Is causing my spine to crack,
The tears I bleed everynight
Is not a pretty sight.
The school to where I go
Is a place where people know
The energy used to get up everyday
Is making me tired in every single way.
The bruises and scars make me lonely,
I need someone to hold me.
The beatings and numb feeling is a scary ride,
I need somebody by my side.
The thoughts and shocks make me space,
I need someone to keep me in place.
The responsibilities I hold is a tough road,
I need somebody to share the load.
The seventeen years have gone by,
And alone I'm still alive.
The years are held together with fear,
And still, for family I am here.
The day will come for my revelation,
And maybe solve this situation.
The time will come in 365 days,
And till that day I will stay.
The problem is some things can't wait,
Please, heal the injuries in my current state.
The problem persists there in my occipital,
Please, I'm sorry, but take me to the hospital.
poem by Karoliena Somura
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There Is a Time To.....
There is.......
A time to write,
A time to listen,
A time to learn,
A time to play,
A time to read,
A time to see,
A time to lead,
A time to sleep,
A time to be happy,
A time to be mad,
A time to be silly,
A time to be sad.
A time to wake,
A time to stay,
A time to talk,
A time to walk.
A time to help,
A time to hurt,
A time to scheme,
A time to dream,
A time to make a difference,
A time to love,
A time to try,
A time to die
A time to wonder,
A time to want,
A time to live,
A time to do something.
There is always going to be a time,
But will you do something when that time comes?
poem by Michelle Hyde
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Machine made Elegance.
My father wrote in copperplate.
His beautiful calligraphy
I daren’t attempt to emulate
A task that’s well beyond me
Each letter was formed perfectly.
His grammar perfect and his prose.
Time was not a luxury.
Which was a factor I suppose..
My handwritings illegible.
To any one, sometimes to me.
I tend to hastily scribble
my thoughts down as they come to me.
But my P.C has changed my style
I can print out with clarity.
My poetry in a short while.
A blessing it has proved to be.
I was never taught to write
At least not write properly.
But I can print to my delight
and that is good enough for me.
The old ways change and we move on.
Although not always for the best.
Perhaps its sad that time has gone.
Now copper plate is by request.
Computers make it easy to
present hand written poetry.
In any font as we all do.
Which certainly impresses me.
15/10/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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There's a practical problem about time and energy, and a more subtle problem of what it does to a writer's head, to continually analyze why they write, where it all comes from, where it's going to.
quote by Kazuo Ishiguro
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The Hospital Ship
There is a green-lit hospital ship,
Green, with a crimson cross,
Lazily swaying there in the bay,
Lazily bearing my friend away,
Leaving me dull-sensed loss.
Green-lit, red-lit hospital ship,
Numb is my heart, but you carelessly dip
There in the drift of the bay.
There is a green-lit hospital ship,
Dim as the distance grows,
Speedily steaming out of the bay,
Speedily bearing my friend away
Into the orange-rose.
Green-lit, red-lit hospital ship,
Dim are my eyes, but you heedlessly slip
Out of their sight from the bay.
There was a green-lit hospital ship,
Green, with a blood-red cross,
Lazily swaying there in the bay,
But it went out with the light of the day -
Out where the white seas toss.
Green-lit, red-lit hospital ship,
Cold are my hands and trembling my lip:
Did you make home from the bay?
poem by W.H. Littlejohn
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Break Break Break
Break, break, break,
of my bones both left and right,
and I would that my tongue could butter
the bread, my teeth could bite!
O well for the Athlete’s foot
that knows not cramps nor corns,
O well for the shot that’s put,
that knows not crown of thorns!
O well for the hospital staff
that neither strikes nor snaps,
nor seeks not one last laugh
transfusing AIDS or craps!
Break, break, break
all epidemics soon,
lest mankind’s last mistake
prove Life is Time’s buffoon!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Straw Foot
I guess you didnt hear me
When I told you for the first time
Well dont you worry
It wont be the last
All I need a floorboard
An a wooden shoe
Step aside an let my lady through
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Up an back around
See the high priest
He took my place
When the judge looks to me
He saw his sons face
Not gonna join you in
Your tower of babble, boy
Tired o that talkin
Im sick o that noise
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Im not alone
An looks can be deceivin
When we get down to it
Youre talkin when you
Should be leavin
Ive been to nebraska
It reminded me of spain
All the questions loaded
All my answers same
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hay foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Let us not mince our words
Lets say it true this time
I need your forgiveness
Just like you need mine
Tell me how it is that
You dont want what hes given
It aint no sin son
To be forgiven
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
All over town
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Time again,
Time again,
Time is making me lose my breathe,
Time is not good for us wasting,
Time again,
I need gain to maintain,
My pleasure of bard,
From only time I knew and see,
Time again,
Time realised that young is all good,
Time is all my food,
Running on time,
This is my beat.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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We have a VA hospital back home in St. Louis. Like many of our colleagues, we hear continued concerns about the access and the service. I have seen a statistic that more than 60,000 veterans today are waiting more than 6 months for an appointment at a VA hospital.
quote by Russ Carnahan
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Time is Irreverent.
Time, what is time in this vast universe?
Endless learning from problem to problem to those who can transverse.
It is not easy, and many fall out of the race,
We have to be strong and able to keep the pace.
What is before us? Nobody knows!
We just have to go on from one day to the next facing our woes.
We all have some kind of a problem
If we didn't, we couldn't be here on this earthly system.
There must be a reason somewhere,
No matter how rudely life is teaching us, we have to persevere.
Open our mind to understand the happenings
Then our life will be mostly calm and filled be blessings.
Believe that everything will work out well
Face your present problems like a hard shell.
Learn from it, then do not dwell on it anymore
You will see it disappears, giving you some rest to be ready,
For your next tormentor.
Never give up, Keep up to the last. You never know which is the last.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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This Is for You
I feel like I have been blind
It was not until I realised you were gone
That I realised how special you really are
Having you there, even though we never talked
It was a comfortable distance we kept
Keeping our conversations strictly limited
Now I look to roll back time
Ask you all the questions I have now
Tell you how beautiful I find you
How really special I think you are
Time is a privilege we all abuse
None of us stop to appreciate anymore
Those moments which seem to pass so fast
I wonder if I held my breath I could slow time
Capture that look once more in your eyes
See the smile and colour in you
Always you will remain beautiful
And given that time comes to an end
It’s a fact none of can contest
I want to tell you now if its not too late
I love you in so many ways
poem by Matthew Holloway
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You've Got A Problem
So what's the problem this time?
I thought you'd learn by now that nothing ever works out right
You want to take away the edge
You tell me it's the only thing that helps you forget
You've made your promises
That's not enough this time
There's only so much you can squander from a feeble mind
You've got a problem with your life
You've got a problem with your mind
Don't try to tell me that you think it's going to work out fine
So go ahead and try to hide
The world around you watches on as you destroy you life
Do what your problem says
There's not a lot of time
There's only so much you can squander from a feeble mind
You've got a problem with your life
song performed by by Face To Face
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It Sure Was
They said, "what do you think you would do
If she told you that she'd been untrue?"
I'd say, "i won't say i won't be sorry, no.
It sure was love while it lasted."
They said, "how will you feel deep inside
When the love you believed in has died?"
I ain't sayin' it won't hurt me
It sure was love while it lasted
I'll be livin off of the good times
That you've given me to face
I have had my share of the sunshine
I can stand a little rain.
So we don't give a damn what they say
We've go something they can't take away
'cause whatever comes tomorrow
It sure was love while it lasted
It sure was good while it lasted
It sure was love while it lasted.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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