When you read about a car crash in which two or three youngsters are killed, do you pause to dwell on the amount of love and treasure and patience parents poured into bodies no longer suitable for open caskets
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When you read about a car crash in which two or three youngsters are killed, do you pause to dwell on the amount of love and treasure and patience parents poured into bodies no longer suitable for open caskets?
quote by Jim Bishop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We are mostly belied
I have no concern for my cousins
Whose father had poured me love
My nephews have no concern for me
Who had poured their parents my love.
We do so with future in mind but in vain.
29.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Words of an open book
Its been long enough
over the years my spine has grown tough
pages fading wishing they would go away
wishing i would be closed for just a day
i am tired of being so open with my feelings for all
anyone able to read me...or cause me to fall
its ridiculous can't you see?
being this open is killing me
i no longer want to be seen by every passer-by
i don't want everyone to read my
life after just one glance
can I read nothing more?
why am i so open?
but now everyone knows
everyone should not know everything about me i protest!
but its no use
there is no trick, nothing no abuse
that can take this way no way to close myself
I remain open to the world
as they tear out my pages and break all i have left
...my spine
poem by David Knox
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Cultivate patience.
Patience must be to read a classic.
Patience must be to enjoy music.
Patience must be to bed a woman.
Greed must exit for patience to enter.
13.07.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It distresses me that parents insist that their children read or make them read. The best way for children to treasure reading is to see the adults in their lives reading for their own pleasure.
quote by Kate DiCamillo
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Regrets stored
Uncle, aunt and granny,
All poured me love in plenty.
They were gone before I could repay.
There were a great many
Who lent their hands and money.
They were gone before I could repay.
Parents gave me love and blood
And guarded me from any crash.
They were done in benevolent neglect.
Cousins, nieces and nephews,
On whom I showered honey.
Had licked it and slipped away.
There were scattered peers,
Whom I pleased in all spheres.
Ere my asking, they vanished.
Daughter and son were the hopes,
Who too, as grown up, broke their rope
And had no time to repay.
I leave as much creditors
As I have had debtors in my life.
Kindly tally, my Creator.
21.10.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Driven into Fits as Unrestless Misfits Twitch
I've noticed children that lack discipline,
Are accustomed to their parents or guardians...
Shouting out demands to them.
With cussing heard that eventually is returned,
To the same people to have their ears burn.
For the most part children learn by example.
Not from samples taught by teachers in classrooms...
Driven into fits as unrestless misfits twitch unable to sit.
To have parents defend their children looking innocent,
In front of a judge delivering limited sentences.
To nip that disrespect in the bud,
With a punishment suitable is no longer legit.
Instead what children do today is tolerated...
And out of control they are,
As everyone seems to make excuses for it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: A Bit of Patience
A bit of patience works out miracles;
A bit of patience puts off arguments;
A bit of patience problems well tackles;
A bit of patience preserves monuments.
A bit of patience can avoid hatred;
A bit of patience cools one’s anger off;
A bit of patience marks well good kindred;
A bit of patience makes many to laugh.
A bit of patience keeps good friends at peace;
A bit of patience can avoid big wars;
A bit of patience can jealousy cease;
A bit of patience can avoid big scars.
A bit of patience gives good advantage;
A bit of patience is good heritage.
poem by John Celes
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Parents can really help, but they can also really hinder the development of their youngsters.
quote by Mike Krzyzewski
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My parents were so poor when I was a kid, I never went anywhere. I take our youngsters with us because I don't know anything that teaches them so much.
Amongst The Walking Wounded
To Arianna...
I don’t need your history, that’s not enough
Don’t want your love someday I want it now
Don’t want your attitude of acting tough
No longer will I let your feelings disavow
Amongst the walking wounded I dwell
Since you’ve withheld true love from me
Your heart begs me stay as lips say farewell
While our hungry bodies feel the chemistry
I don’t want a phone that never rings
I want your love….and I want it now
No more lonely fantasies or imaginings
You should be with me someway/somehow
Life is short, we’ve been apart too long
Come home my love where you belong
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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True Love
for love to be true
it must be an open gate
the lover comes
and she may stay
and she is free to leave
when the love
is gone
and i shall wait
when the lover makes up
a mind of her own
to a love that endures
and no longer
held by time
a love beyond our bodies
beyond thoughts
beyond us
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Waves
(jack hues / darren costin / nick feldman)
Working at your job all day
Sends the time spinning away
Watch tv from half past six
Cook, make love and pick up sticks
But you can hear the waves crash on the beach
At night
Books you read can sublimate
Music seems to dissipate
And maybe just a bottle of wine
And a couple of smokes and youll be fine
But you still hear the waves crash on the beach
At night
You can feel the waves crash on the beach
At night
Your lover lies beside you fast asleep
The moonlight falls upon the tears you weep
And you can hear the waves crash on the beach
At night oh at night
So all you really need is love
Love to give, receive above
And then the waves will soothe your heart
Your one true love will never part
True love (is the answer to everything
True love is the answer true love is the thing)
True love (is the answer to everything
True love is the answer true love is the thing)
And we will lie together both asleep
The moonlight will provide the tears we weep
And as we breathe the waves crash on the beach
At night
And as we breathe the waves crash on the beach
At night
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Gratis Et Amore
for the poems that i have written
and which you read
by heart, i bless you with a prayer for luck
for another year
for the poems which i have not written yet,
i wish you a longer life, so you may read them
when they become finally written
for the poems i have in mind and which i will not write
i wish you patience i wish you some prayers
may these poems realize their worth
may they decide to become truths
with you i pray that God may be also kind
for those still unspoken
and may God bless your mind
may they open up like tight buds to become the flowers
of the world, the sun to warm them, the rain to shower them
may these poems live and linger
may they be like grass always unswerving to grow and cover everything
alive and loving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crash & Burn
I always thought we were in control
But our lives could never be what they were before
Theres a rhythm in our love
Only you and I can feel it
Outsiders in a world where passion is a crime
So we conceal it
Now this hard road leaves a bitter taste at the bottom of my cup
But if I got you, no way, Ill never give up
Tonight, tomorrow, dont know how far well get
With the blue moonlight beyond another deep sunset
Ill be ready when theres nowhere to run
Yeah I been waiting for the heartache to come
Crash and burn
Deep inside your heart
Crash and burn
Oh yeah
Crash and burn
Love moves too fast
I lose control
Ill never learn
Crash and burn
Now I believe theres a way for us
Therell come a time, therell come a day for us
Unleash this heart and let the spirit free
Its the emotional part
Its a deep and dangerous thing
But Ill be ready when theres nowhere to run
See I been waiting for the heartache to come
Crash and burn
Deep inside your heart
Crash and burn
Do you feel it?
Crash and burn
Love moves too fast
I lose control
Ill never learn
Crash and burn
Now Im ready and theres nowhere to run
Im waiting, waiting for the heartache to come
Crash and burn
Deep inside your heart
Crash and burn
Oh yeah
Crash and burn
Love moves too fast
I lose control
Crash and burn
Oh yeah
Crash and burn
Can you feel it?
Crash and burn
Loves straight ahead
I wont slow down
And I wont turn
Crash and burn
Crash and burn
Can you feel it?
Crash and burn
Crash and burn
Crash and burn
song performed by by Foreigner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Death of a poem...
Yes, I have killed the poem.
It begged for mercy
yet......
Do not blame me for this, but
blame the outside sun;
why does it have to be so scorching and scalding?
The cruelty of the summer Sun makes me angry.
Do not be upset with my mood-swings,
for it is the lunar tides that is responsible.
And if I appear to be whimsical,
and different from the rest of them, then
blame my zodiac sign and astrological array, not me!
They all have written about you;
the slightly plump one, the one elderly,
the fair skinned one and the one with deep eyes
that had pulled you towards illusion.
They all have poured their passion
into rhymes and rhapsody.
Poems are now nothing unique,
nothing exceptional! It is as if
so many in different bodies
have made love to the same ideas!
So you see, I had to kill mine;
I am sorry but I did not have a choice,
for, I can never be just one among many.
I have killed the poem,
tearing apart the sentences
till the forlorn words got splintered
all around in sobbing bits and pieces.
I have murdered the images and the metaphors
and every simile and alliteration,
till they bled and became insipid, lifeless.
And then my poem died.
Could you really blame me for this?
For it was not me but my love
that committed the gruesome crime.
poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra
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I Am But An Open Book
You now believe in the world I can offer;
Now more amenable to my heart's proffer-
An evolution for which-long, I did yearn;
The assurance you offer, I'll continue to earn!
Soon, you shall witness with perpetuity,
Your faith's reward-indeed, its acuity;
My mind is at ease, obligation owed to thee-
Your wants and desires, no longer a mystery!
We take pause now, learning more about each;
I am but an open book-read me, I do beseech!
What was once plainly uninspiring, even ordinary,
Shall be made most ennobling, even extraordinary;
Gaze in wide wonder, as our glorious confluence
Reveals what may be, with love in abundance!
Maurice Harris,23 March 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Anarchy In Tokyo
Here,
the moment of truth
It comes in the air
It's always the same,
it's so insane.
You cover your eyes
you fall inside
before it begins it's over.
Crash,
Crash,
out of control
Lose yourself
Go and even the score
Crash,
Crash,
out of control
Try and start a riot
now you're beggin' for more.
Anarchy in
Tokyo.
They say the city is safe,
the keepers of faith,
the bullet is safe for one and day
Eclipsed by the one
Don't bother to run
The target is on your back
You're done.
Crash,
Crash,
out of control.
Feed the source,
come join in the war.
Crash,
Crash,
out of control.
Take it,
break it
a million or more.
We're outta control (x4)
Crash,
Crash,
Out of control
Feed the source,
come join in the war.
Crash,
Crash,
out of control
Take it
break it
A million or more.
Anarchy in
Tokyo,
Anarchy in
Tokyo.
song performed by by 30 Seconds To Mars
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A Key Hole in the Door
The door,
long hall
Dark light
open slowly to see the sight
My hero gone
into the night
Iam alone,
and filled with fright
My soul is stained
no longer white
My love no longer pure
You ignite my heart
And the flames sour high
Breacking me from this ghostly tie
No longer my Hero
No longer my love
As I see your gaping face
Through the open hole
The doors noe closed,
And a tear falls from my face
Asking myself,
Did I make the mistake?