Getting comments like that from even the young people at the shows who probably aren't singers, the girls who just tell me that I'm an inspiration to them, for one reason or another.
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When Nike says, just do it, that's a message of empowerment. Why aren't the rest of us speaking to young people in a voice of inspiration?
quote by Naomi Klein
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That's Not Enough
She was a bad thing coming,
But I did not know.
And everytime I came over she told me I had to go.
I said "Hey, what's going on? I really want to know."
She said "I cannot tell you now, but I'll call you tomorrow."
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah
She's snake me with sophisication,
So much class.
She drinks a Santa margarita,
Would you like a glass?
I don't know how to say no
And after three or four,
I was on the floor,
Singing my song,
La la la
No no.
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah...
La la la.
No no.
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls? (all just boys and girls)
Oh yeah. Oh
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah... oh.
song performed by by Maroon 5
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A few Words to Malala of Pakistan
The world needs more young boys and girls like you.
I pray God to protect you, under his divine shield,
And to grant you a long life. You are among a few,
Who are not afraid to tell the truth. The field
Is in dire need of serious drops of rain.
Education is the key for a better life for all God's children.
Malala, you are the angel of hope,
That our world yearns for. You are brave,
And with the help of God, the brainless slave,
Who shot you, will not succeed. The Pope,
The silent majority, and many world leaders support you.
The world needs more young and fresh minds like you.
You are an inspiration to all people with common sense.
The force of darkness and evil cannot silence
Such a wonderful inspiring angel like you.
You are right, all young people need to be educated, not a very few.
The world needs more young boys and girls like you.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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The unconditional judgment
Writers are a few; their readers are much.
These readers aren’t those writers either.
Actors are a few; their viewers are much.
These viewers aren’t those actors at all.
Singers are a few; their listeners are much.
These listeners aren’t those singers too.
Performers are different from audience.
Poets must be read by other than poets.
Then would prevail a good environment,
Where judgment will be unconditional.
26.10.2008.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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All The Young (People Of Today)
Young girls
Not so innocent
Will give you wide eyes
Will show you knowing smiles
Young men
An air of independence
Will take you at their leisure
They live for pleasure
All the young people of today
Young girls
An air of mystery
Are dreaming from their towers
They smell of flowers
Young men
They can do anything
They are set to win
With unmatched power
All the young people of today
song performed by by Eurythmics
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All The Young
Young girls
Not so innocent
Will give you wide eyes
Will show you knowing smiles
Young men
An air of independence
Will take you at their leisure
They live for pleasure
All the young people of today
Young girls
An air of mystery
Are dreaming from their towers
They smell of flowers
Young men
They can do anything
They are set to win
With unmatched power
All the young people of today
song performed by by Eurythmics
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A Reason To Condescend
Not often,
But there has been times...
When one can not help but find,
A reason to condescend.
A pulling done of rank,
Or a sarcasm spoken...
To one who shows not a bit of thanks.
With not a hint of appreciation expressed,
For a suggestion or advice given...
At one's request.
But...
Chastised,
In a way that a disrespect is not merited.
Not often,
But there has been times...
When one can not help but find,
A reason to condescend.
'You know,
After listening to your presentation...
I have come to the conclusion,
You are more of an idiot than I first believed.'
~I am flattered and quite humbled by your comments.
But I can not take full credit for your observances,
Since someone with your experience and expertise...
Has undoubtedly perfected being an idiot to a 'T'.
I am still working on it!
But I will do the best I can,
To reflect your best moves.
In the hopes of becoming a full fledge idiot,
Like you have presented yourself to be.~
Never defend your reason to condescend,
IF that request has obviously been made!
'That was not a compliment,
You know? '
~I apologize.
I did not intentionally mean to offend!
I should have stated...
You are the 'biggest' idiot yet.
Now both of us should be pleased,
That we met and shared...
An inspiration that motivates.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Inspiration.
My Inspiration growing up would have to be my very own mom Thelma Ligons. She not only taught me how to be a young lady but she showed me in her actions, as she carried herself around other people. People are probably wondering why I didn’t pick someone else well it’s because. My Mother well my mommy has always giving me advice on how to carry myself around people, how to carry myself around strangers. If it wasn’t for this lady then I would’ve not have turn out into this nice young lady that you have before you today. She is my pick for inspiration for being the example of how to be a soldier for the Lord, she is my inspiration on how to be a prayer warrior, she is my inspiration on how stick up for my religion when I am faced in battle against it.
My mom has been my inspiration for eighteen years and may it be longer Lord willing. I can’t imagine her not inspiring to do things right, she has inspired me to go to college to make something of myself; she has inspired me to do things that I thought I couldn’t. Her inspiration has carried on through me like if she had put sewn it on me. I really appreciate my Mother’s Inspiration and what it has done for me. Praise God for her cause her inspiring has lead to great miracles and many good deeds.
Inspiration you ask well I just gave you my inspiration. My best friend and she will always be my mommy till the day that I die.
A mother is...A role model, someone who you can look up to, and someone that will give great advice. A mother is...A comedian, someone that's always there to make you laugh, someone that can always make you smile. My mother is...Sugar and spice, everything nice. Creative, fun, special. Artistic, jazzy, surprising. Goofy, crazy, smiley. She’s my mother, and I love her.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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Browsing and Commenting on Poems.
It is my habit to read the poems
delivered by the young and old, male and female.
I pick up the poems by title and not by the authors.
Internet helps us to browse and comment on poems,
burst into by the poets from all the continents.
I read, chew and digest the new words, usage,
and the content in the poems. The young guys,
baffle me with colloquial, archaic and email forms
like gonna, wanna, u, and so on.
The youths write poems on love with inspiration
but old people have to perspire or be resilient
going back to school and college days.
If I murmur the tune of some melodious film song,
I find it possible to scribble on love-lorn life.
I am very weak in English manners of saying thanks
and expecting thanks for the comments made on poems.
The voracious readers of poems won't stop criticising
if we contribute touching poems or message giving lines.
The comments at times inspire me with new ideas and subjects.
If our lines comfort some hurt hearts,
guide some to ride the life with peace and hope,
that is enough for the mad people like us.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Realizing the inspiration.
Inspiration,
It helps us to learn,
It determines the reason,
Why we made that turn?
Inspiration,
It comes from inspire,
It's what you need when you are tired.
Inspiration,
It's something you watch someone
do,
Then you look at yourself,
Realizing, that you can do it too!
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Such Inspiration
Inspiration is so.
The light that makes me glow.
So charming it does flow,
To my feeling such a blow.
Inspiration does grow
From my very heart below.
Warm fire, my heart does stow.
From my heart, fire does crow.
Inspiration does slow
Me to rise up from woe
To brightness that does show,
Brightness that I cling to.
Inspiration does go
To wonders in a row
That enchants me to throw
Out great joy that shows though.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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Where Does my Inspiration Lie
As I drive my truck each day I wonder what it is I will see today?
Each day brings something new for my eyes and ears
From state to state, from coast to coast what new things will I see this day?
The sunrises from my front window to my back from day to day
The colors are different each and every day from that sunrise
The scenery is never the same even though I’ve been here dozens of time
Where does my inspiration lie?
Some people have to get up to go to work and it is the same old thing day after day
But here in my old truck things are not that way.
I look forward to the days drive and the sites I’ll see and just what’s ahead of me
I have been very lucky to be able to travel and see this most beautiful land
The seasons change and I drive from season to season for just that reason
The seasons are never quite the same the colors are very bright with the changes
Where does my inspiration lie?
The people I meet, the things I’ve seen God you have blest me through my travels
Snow on the mountain peaks, creeks where fish are seen, great rivers miles long
Mother bears teaching her young to fish, deer’s, antelopes, long horned mountain goats
Flowers in a field of gold, windmills that you make go fast in the breath of your wind
Craters that have fallen from the sky large enough to make a hugh bright blue lake
Cactus that bloom in the hot desert sun, sand storms that scared us to death
Where does my inspiration lie?
My inspiration lies in you God where all that is, you have made each and every day
My inspiration lies in you my Lord for what I’ve seen you have made
My inspiration lies in your grace and beauty your love and mercy that you give me
My inspiration lies in the songs I hear from the morning dove that coos by my window
My inspiration lies in the evening skies as it bids us good night with the colors so bright
My inspiration lies in your son God who came here so we would be able to see your face
Where does my inspiration lie?
poem by Gloria Comingore
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Rose An Inspiration
Rose, the sign of love
Beauty is picturesque
Speaks for itself
An inspiration
Rose, scent is everlasting
Always fresh upon the eyes
Keeping a pose of pure divine
Beauty evokes
An inspiration
Rose, pedals are smooth
With a bounty of great beauty
Shows affectionate feelings
Has a unique power
An inspiration
Rose, sways slowly in a breeze
Perfuming a scent all its own
So, sweet and light
An inspiration
Rose, in full bloom, it is radiant
As it whispers of passion
Breathes of love
An inspiration
Rose, each thorn has a reminder
Rose, is fragile and delicate
Love can hurt
An inspiration
Rose, a token of great love
An inspiration
poem by Elizabeth Grant Price
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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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A Game of Fives
Five little girls, of Five, Four, Three, Two, One:
Rolling on the hearthrug, full of tricks and fun.
Five rosy girls, in years from Ten to Six:
Sitting down to lessons - no more time for tricks.
Five growing girls, from Fifteen to Eleven:
Music, Drawing, Languages, and food enough for seven!
Five winsome girls, from Twenty to Sixteen:
Each young man that calls, I say "Now tell me which you mean!"
Five dashing girls, the youngest Twenty-one:
But, if nobody proposes, what is there to be done?
Five showy girls - but Thirty is an age
When girls may be engaging, but they somehow don't engage.
Five dressy girls, of Thirty-one or more:
So gracious to the shy young men they snubbed so much before!
Five passe girls - Their age? Well, never mind!
We jog along together, like the rest of human kind:
But the quondam "careless bachelor" begins to think he knows
The answer to that ancient problem "how the money goes"!
poem by Lewis Carroll from Phantasmagoria and Other Poems
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Naturally!
You are my inspiration for what to do,
You also display me what not to do,
When you walk through the forest,
Collect the dead leaves to heap and rot,
When millions of workers stay underneath,
They Nurture the young with the tastiest,
Nutrient made of essential compounds and elements,
You are my inspiration to change the bad to good.
You are my inspiration what not to do,
When you rush through the civilization,
Sweep their habitation with no mercy and love,
Uproot their hopes with your violent yell,
Drench them in fear and tear until they are unwell,
Torch their heart with a glowing splint of nocturnal,
Dreams and desires, you are the reason and the cardinal,
For the factory of troubles, I learn what not to do.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Truth of Today
Yesterday I walked through the city centre
I heard a singer singing in a shop
and I just had to enter.
I stood
I listened
it was a song from the charts
it was another reminder
musics been ruined by these pop stars
it was a reminder of what we've become
because there are so many singers in this world
they're all competing
they're on shows like x factor trying to be heard
it makes me so angry
it hurts
I've seen days when it feels like nothing works
I've seen whats under the make up of these naive girls.
I've seen.
I see,
I see why you have to hide
you were young and you had dreams
you say you never made them
but in truth you never tried
you were polluted by the town and never got off the rollercoaster ride.
Until you fell
you fell into reality
you can't get out of the crowded city
yesterday you spectated
but when I left you couldnt come with me.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Her love is my inspiration
Her love is my inspiration
Love is the inspiration for my heart to sing a tune,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear,
love is the inspiration for my soul to warm,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to smile,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to glisten.
Love is the inspiration to draw my soul near another
love is the inspiration for my mouth to utter sweet words,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to gaze upon her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to speak out.
Love is the inspiration for need, love is the inspiration for my mouth to touch hers,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to close,
love is the inspiration for my heart to race,
love is the inspiration for my tears to burn.
Love is the inspiration for longing,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to see only her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to cry out,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear her whispers,
love is the inspiration for my soul to join hers forever.
Love is the inspiration for forever,
love is the inspiration for my heart to be whole,
love is the inspiration for my ear to always hear those words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to have hers,
love is the inpiration for my mouth to speak the truth.
Love is the inspiration for my soul to seek life
love is the inspirationfor my ear to hear her words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to reach for her,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak her truths,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to always look upon her first,
For she is the inspiration for my Love.
Nathaniel Cole Buddington
poem by Nathan Buddington
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Little Girls
Its not fair what
They put me through
Please tell me what
Am I supposed to do
Why do I get myself
In this situation
There must be some
Logical answers why
I rob the cradle
Can this be love
Or just infactuation
Little girl
Come out and play
I got some candy
For my baby
Its your sweet
Sixteenth birthday
Celebration
Thank heaven for
Little girls
Who grow up in a
Most peculiar way
You might think shes
Too young for me
(little girls)
You know I always say
Youre as young
As you feel (as you feel)
Yeah, I might be crazy
cause I like them so young
(little girls)
But with little girls
The best is yet to come
Come (yet to come)
Some they say
Im too old for her
Old enough
To be her father
Incestual blood is
Thicker than water
Do whats right
Not morally wrong
Flesh and blood
Can only be so strong
And its my god
Not yours
Ill have to answer
song performed by by Extreme
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Homophobia Song
Shows how homophobic some people are
Cryin tears Cause someone shows who they really are
Would they see it the same
If it was him
No
Cause they think it’s funny
They don’t understand
you
I get it
I don’t really care
everyone the same to me
me and us know
people who are scared
who hate themselves
who hate themselves
because of you
maybe you never think
maybe your just mean
maybe you can’t understand your wrong
maybe you follow the pack
like all the other sheep
it ain’t funny
and it aint an offense
its no joke
simple facts
aren’t funny
so just think just listen to your self
and maye you’d understand
I to everyone who gets it
well done
maybe we should just say…
Shows how homophobic some people are
Cryin tears Cause someone shows who they really are
Would they see it the same
If it was him
No
Cause they think it’s funny
They don’t understand
you
I get it
I don’t really care
everyone the same to me
me and us know
people who are scared
who hate themselves
who hate themselves
because of you
maybe you never think
maybe your just mean
maybe you can’t understand your wrong
maybe you follow the pack
like all the other sheep
will you think its funny when they dnt come back
oh yeah
didn’t think of that
in your quaint little gags
so take your head off
and screw it back on
the right way round
oh wait might ruin your hair
take it of girl
and leave it their
poem by Annie Clarke
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