Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another.
quote by E.M. Forster
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Liking
There are several types of "liking"
Liking because directed to like
Liking because choosing to like
Liking and still doesn't know why could like
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.
quote by Maya Angelou
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The Strong Hands That Touched Four Breasts....
alright, it is just a matter of liking that i like to be with you.
beyond that, what it is?
it is but a liking to be with you, but
no, in this real world, liking is not hard like a commitment,
words sometimes do not tally with actions.
she says, the house where you live does not tally with the address that you have written.
She is absolutely misled.
he says, this is just being me. To survive the hassle,
I must lie.
and you who is so sweet like a pink rose, so gladly embraced it,
like my strong hands to your four breasts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Just Started Liking Cheatin' Songs
She just started liking cheatin songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've never had any reason to doubt her
As far as I know she's been true
But lately she's had a different look in her eyes
I wonder if she's seein somebody new
You can't blame a body for lookin
When there's a world of people out there
But I hope that she's not takin any closer looks
I tell ya lately frankly I've been scared
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've got to admit I do some looking too
But she's the only one I love
She still tells me she loves me
But I wonder if my love's enough
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Now I worry. If people ended up liking me, did I do the job wrong? So I decided they didn't end up liking me - they ended up being able to deal with me.
quote by Daniel Okrent
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A Chapter
All have chapters in this life. Since the birth a story started to be written about people present. Our link starts to be with others who were mostly strangers to us. A liking starts to be and that liking even turns into love. This special feeling starts to be realized and when the person whom we love leaves us then it happens to be end of joyful feeling. Tears fill the life in a very cruel manner. This feeling pains and nothing is known anymore. This forms a chapter of love and life, which is painful.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Dont Beat Me Down
When he was a man, my father would stand
I never saw him run
There wasnt anyone could make the man bend
And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade
And he did his work well
Till the powers that be took a liking to him
And they traded his body for a cold empty shell
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got something to say
Dont you stand in my way
And dont beat me down
When I was a youth, I found the truth
In the eyes of a friend
There wasnt anyone could make the light dim
And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win
And the learning was good
Till the powers that be to a liking to him
And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood
When I was a child my mother smiled
At the cradle she bought
For the little tot she held to her breast
And the song that she sang was an anthem to love
It was all that I heard
Till the powers that be took a liking to me
And they told me that love was a four-letter word
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got one life to live
And thats all I can give
So dont beat me down
Now Ive got a place, got a worried face
And the question in mind
Please let me find a reason somehow
Why some reap the harvest while other men die
And the joker runs wild
And if powers that be take a liking to us
Then we all must return to the ways of a child
We all must return to the ways of a child
So dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Ive got something to say
Dont you stand in my way
And dont beat me down
Ive got one life to life
And thats all I can give
So dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
Dont beat me down
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Liking Life
One is life’s one, one of the celebrations,
Until the treachery has been committed;
Let informed opinion be made to untie
And then cutting happens due to oldness.
My stopping is to undo and relax
Like opening and closing, fully informed.
Begin now that I walked a hundred miles,
To believe is a sinful endeavour if evil beliefs.
One finds a truthful statement after death
Of another, liking the opposites is liking.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Off the Record as amended to be removed upon request later
me too
i do not know who Adria Moya is
or was
or be, as she claims to be
she says she is alive
(how sweet)
but she is not liking my liking her
at 67
and me at 76,
(oops my nose is stretching)
it is not that bad
i can still manage
i am a
Doctor of Loss
it may be unethical to ask a Lady
her age
but i think
i need to know her real name, if she obliges
and from what university did she earn
her
Ph.D. in Stalkery?
I had mine at the University of Loss Vegos.
(ha ha ha, just a joke for the night in your place, Adria
it is noontime in mine)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Loving is doing anything for them, thinking about them constantly and being able to spend your whole life with that person. Liking somebody is just like, 'Okay, I like them because of this, this and this, but I don't knkow if I am ready to be in love with them'.
quote by Chris Brown
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Under The Influence
She just started liking cheatinsongs
Chorus
She just started liking cheatinsongs
And whats bothering me
I dont know if its the cheatinshe likes
Or just the melody
Ive never had any reason to doubt her
As far as I know shes been true
But lately shes had a different look in her eyes
I wonder if shes seeing somebody new
You cant blame a body for looking
And theres a world of people out there
But I hope shes not taking any closer looks
I tell you lately, frankly Ive been scared
Chorus
Ive got to admit I do some looking too
But shes the only one I love
She still tells me she loves me
But I wonder if my loves enough
Chorus
Yeah, I dont know if its the cheatinshe likes
Or just the melody
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Nothing Missed
Where is that 'was' we once had...
Then left behind.
That 'was' that does not exist for us,
Now.
And has not been touched for years.
I often wonder what had happen to that love.
We then couldn't resist to reveal it quick,
The moment we stripped and appeared naked...
With promises never to leave lips locked tenderly.
But today we seem to enjoy separate dreams.
I never thought I would live my life alone.
To come to liking it,
Just as it is.
Without the moods and unexpected tears.
I never thought I would live my life alone.
To come to liking it,
And condoning a reminiscing.
But confessing nothing is missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At Seventeen
You were a child, and liked me, yesterday.
To-day you are a woman, and perhaps
Those softer eyes betoken the sweet lapse
Of liking into loving: who shall say?
Only I know that there can be for us
No liking more, nor any kisses now,
But they shall wake sweet shame upon your brow
Sweetly, or in a rose calamitous.
Trembling upon the verge of some new dawn
You stand, as if awakened out of sleep,
And it is I who cried to you, 'Arise!'
I who would fain call back the child that's gone,
And what you lost for me would have you keep,
Fearing to meet the woman of your eyes.
poem by Arthur Symons
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I find the selectivity of erotic love - the choice of this man or this woman - much more intelligible if liking the person is the origin of sexual interest, rather than the other way.
quote by Mortimer Adler
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Ghouls
Gods of proud ghouls,
Not the deity I care of
Is that holy mauve,
Colours that do tools.
God-like has an extra-special liking
For intelligence and proud ghouls;
It may collect any number of fools
And master them with lustful abandoning.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A person is born with desires of the eyes and ears, and a liking for beautiful sights and sounds. If he gives way to them, they will lead him to immorality and lack of restriction, and any ritual principles and propriety will be abandoned.
I became more confident within myself and matured as a person and become a little bit more opinionated - maybe the lads might say a little bit too opinionated for their liking but that is just a natural progression for a player.
quote by Kenny Cunningham
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Dichotomy
The poet
In him is
So different
From the
Person in him
The poet
In him
Seeks
Truth
And
Beauty
The person
In him
Manipulates
Truth and
Mauls its
Beauty
So when I
Got to know
The person
In him, I
Stopped
Liking the
Poet in him
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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to the Diaspora
you did not know you were Afrika
When you set out for Afrika
you did not know you were going.
Because
you did not know you were Afrika.
You did not know the Black continent
that had to be reached
was you.
I could not have told you then that some sun
would come,
somewhere over the road,
would come evoking the diamonds
of you, the Black continent--
somewhere over the road.
You would not have believed my mouth.
When I told you, meeting you somewhere close
to the heat and youth of the road,
liking my loyalty, liking belief,
you smiled and you thanked me but very little believed me.
Here is some sun. Some.
Now off into the places rough to reach.
Though dry, though drowsy, all unwillingly a-wobble,
into the dissonant and dangerous crescendo.
Your work, that was done, to be done to be done to be done.
poem by Gwendolyn Brooks
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