At some point we must make a decision not to allow the mere threat of charges of cultural or religious insensitivity to stop us from dealing with this evil.
quote by Armstrong Williams
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Too Many Rhymes
make it stop..... i want to die
make it stop... no more love i want to be like i was in the sky
make it stop.... do whatever you can
make it stop... i using my talent for evil
make it stop..... i wanna bash my head in with a pan
make it stop.... love is evol all thats missing is the I which is me
thats what makes it..... make it stop right now
make it stop.... take your time.....
make it stop i can do this all day.
make it stop i guess im ok
good shes gone............ naive she is i cant take this
she should know heh i no longer want a kiss
its too much pain
pain that makes my life wain
pain that keeps me alive the love gives me a reason why
and a reason why not
poem by David Knox
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A love of classical music is only partially a natural response to hearing the works performed, it also must come about by a decision to listen carefully, to pay close attention, a decision inevitably motivated by the cultural and social prestige of the art.
quote by Charles Rosen
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The Gunpowder Plot (Let This Be A Lesson)
Your idea's liked by us,
but son, you know too much.
If you won't be a slave,
we'll send you to your grave!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
Don't let him up on stage;
He'll end our golden age.
The world's not ready yet;
Take him out, he's a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The bodies pile up;
everyone knows too much.
The world's not ready yet;
Take them out, they're a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The world's not ready yet;
The world's not ready yet!
Let this be a lesson;
Your product's a lemon!
poem by Michael Fischer
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I wanted to die but you saved me
I really wanted to die.
Honestly I did
But you stuck your nose again.
Im really angry with you
It was my decision to make.
What the hell is it with you?
Stop fucking saving me.
Cant you see my pain?
Or are you just thick and evil?
I really wanted to die
But you saved me
Im really angry with you
Im madder than mad
It was my choice to make
You cant save me forever
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The point of having a director is that they make the final decision; it's their point of view, they set the rhythm and they make the final decisions.
quote by Christian Bale
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It is not always what we know or analyzed before we make a decision that makes it a great decision. It is what we do after we make the decision to implement and execute it that makes it a good decision.
quote by William Pollard
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I Could Have You
'My princess
Far out of reach
As you kiss
I lose my speech
I kneel down
Could fill your bed
Then you frown
I lost my head'
'You? Be mine?
Never a chance
Don’t have time
For this romance
Can’t stop now
Too much to do
Don’t ask how
Won’t be true'
Overcome by this funny feeling
Just cant stop my head from reeling
If I could have you
For just one day
I’d never be blue
Could make us stay
Overcome by this funny feeling
Can’t understand how we dealing
'Come closer
I know its there
I’ve chosen
I know you care
Why back down
Why run away
I’m your clown
Want you to stay'
'No questions
I can’t give you
Explanations
You I want too
This cant be
I feel for you
This aint me
I feel untrue'
Overcome by this funny feeling
Just cant stop my head from reeling
If I could have you
For just one day
I’d never be blue
Could make us stay
Overcome by this funny feeling
Can’t understand how I’m dealing
'My princess
So close to reach
As you kiss
I lose my speech
I kneel down
I fill your bed
Stop that frown
Your feelings are not dead'
'You are mine
There is a chance
Now’s the time
For this romance
Must stop now
No more to do
I know now
I cant live without you'
Overcome by this funny feeling
Just cant stop my head from reeling
If I could have you
For just one day
I’d never be blue
Could make us stay
Overcome by this funny feeling
Can’t understand how I’m dealing
poem by Serena Constance Grobler
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Varanasi
Religious and cultural centre, holy city Varanasi
A revered shrine at bank of holy river Ganges.
Founded by God himself, Lord Shiva's adobe Kashi
Religious and cultural centre, holy city Varanasi.
Bathing in Ganges purifies soul and remits the sin,
Dying in Kashi ensures, obtaining the final release.
Religious and cultural centre, holy city Varanasi
A revered shrine at bank of holy river Ganges.
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Morning mantra hymns make you feel in heaven,
Ghat, temples and festivals, are icons of Varanasi.
Sacred river, sacred place; Hindu's great pilgrimage
Morning mantra hymns make you feel in heaven.
The city has given birth to many great personalities
Great souls Tulsi, Kabir, Ravidas lived in varanasi.
Morning mantra hymns make you feel in heaven
Ghat, temples and festivals, are icons of Varanasi.
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Varanasi is the city, where Budhism was founded
Sarnath, Budhist's holy place, is too in Varanasi.
First sermon to his disciples Budha here sounded
Varanasi is the city where Budhism was founded.
Glorified by creation of great music and literature,
Classical folk culture, music, craft and philosophy.
Varanasi is the city where Budhism was founded
Sarnath, Budhist's holy place, is too in Varanasi.
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Triolet form
(C) S. D. Tiwari
sdtiwari1(at) gmail(dot) com
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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What's The Use
What's the use of paradise or everyday of livin'?
They spend and learn in Heaven, sin in Hell
What's the point of children
When evil got before them?
They learn in every tale we tell
There's no point in being kind
What's the use when love becomes an evil of the mind?
Oh Yeah!
What's the use of power
When the battle isn't equal
And we're all too Scared to use it anyway?
What's the point of reason
When no one wants to listen?
Deliverance is all too far away
Oh what's the use?
Oh what's the use?
Tell me, oh, what's the use?
What's the use?
Love becomes an evil of the mind
What's the use?
What's the use?..
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Just Because I Understand
The disdain and your displeasure,
Have both been shown with equal venom.
Your point has been made.
And so has the confirmation of your tunnel vision.
But understand one thing...
My patience has nothing to do with you.
It is because of my patience,
Your limitations are more tolerated.
But that does not make you less the threat!
Just because I understand,
Does not mean I will be less protected.
Like I said...
Your limitations are more tolerated.
But that does not make you less the threat!
Just because I understand,
Does not mean I will be less protected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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ME, In Your Eyes
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one can't be trusted,
I am the one who needs to be busted,
I am the one who causes trouble,
I am the one who has face that is doubled,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I always plan cunningly,
I always act deceivingly,
I always make you suffer,
I always deserve to face what's tougher,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one who always ashames you,
I am the one who lacks satisfying you,
I am the one who struggles to be who,
I am the one who is lost in thou,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never see good in you,
I never appreciate what you do,
I could never act as you want me to,
I am not as good as you want me to,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never bless,
I make you live this freaking mess,
This is the only thing to confess,
I am evil in your pretty eyes…
Evil That Dwells Within
I see faces that walk past me, And a shadow that stands beside me, I see you and the evil sees me.
When I am alone the evil always calls to me, The evil whispers to me but only inside my head, The evil is always around me and influencing my hatred of others.
The evil so frighting that others would flee from it but I find A new view of life with it, When good should envelope me the evil burns it away from me. I have no room for your pathetic lies and excuses this evil inside me is all I need.
It never judges only befriends me, I hate it but I wish to love it, With the evil that dwells within I can do anything and not fear anything or anyone, Speak my mind with decision I have not found my religion. God was never there but the evil that fills me.
I am angry and always seem to be, Only A few are selected to see the good in me, Others will have to deal with the evil that stands beside me, People judged to many times and now my mind is full of hatred, Burning my feelings and spitting on me.
I have never been bullied but people do it visually by glaring at me, Not my popular friends but the ones who don't know me, I hate you and wish to see you feel the evil within me, But I will not release it because it would make A scene.
When my time is right and Satan depicts and calls back the evil within me, Than I will be free. I am to young to live this way but feel I need to be to teach me a lesson, By doing it carefully. My friends Don't know the way I view things because I hide it like I have hid everything, I am close to them but still the evil seems to follow me.
Some days are worse when the evil influences everyone around me and they seem to turn it all on me, they can't contain my evil like I can contain it, The evil is powerful but not more powerful than me, But the evil can change my mood faster than a bullet can kill an enemy.
My mood changes and all I see is Red and Blasphemy, Go into a dark fit that is inside me, Brings up my anger and hatred that I feel towards others. Can't stop the anger from rising but it is all I can do to strive and fight the feelings inside me.
I gain control and the evil will never take hold, It follows me and is the shadow beside me.
poem by Connor Whyte
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Perhaps
perhaps an evil thorn
could stop the bleeding pain
wherever it were born
for those mad and sane
perhaps those evil hours
could stop the sandy moments
or maybe make the flowers
out of thorn like torments
perhaps some blissful hands
could touch the golden skies
for whoever understands
the why of all the whys
perhaps the longest hair
could make a silent nest
perhaps it could pair
the worst and the best
perhaps the waters wide
could spill when all time lapses
to make an ocean's side
say no to all perhapses
1996.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Getting To The Point
Its out of control (out of control)
And theres nothing I can do now
Out of control (out of control)
Spinning softly through the blue now
And look beyond these walls
As the meaning starts to dawn
Its getting to the point
Getting to the point.
Its out of control (nothing I can do)
Like a fire that keeps on burning
And nobody knows (what Im going through)
And the thoughts just keep returning
And all you had to say
Was that you were gonna stay
Its getting to the point
Getting to the point.
Chorus:
Its getting to the point
Where nobody can stop it now
Its getting to the point
Of no return
And all that I can do
Is stand and watch it now
Watch it burn, burn, burn
Its getting to the point
Where reasons are forgotten
Its getting to the point
Where no one knows
And all that I can do
Is say Im sorry
But thats the way it goes...
Getting to the point.
Forever
Is a long, long way
Forever
Takes your breath away
Id like to talk about it, try to understand
Its getting to the point
Getting to the point.
Repeat chorus
Its getting to the point (getting to the point)
Getting to the point (getting to the point)
Its getting to the point (getting to the point)
Getting to the point.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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The special counsel has not advised Mr. Rove that he is a target of the investigation and affirmed that he has made no decision concerning charges.
quote by Robert Luskin
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Blinkers
Edmund Burke wrote “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing”.I wrote this in response to some comments on my poem 'African Pirates'
Though we turn the other cheek,
Let it never make us weak,
For the blinkers that we wear,
Are the testimonies we bear.
See man’s inhumanity to man,
Then expose them while you can.
Are you righteous or a sinner?
Let not evil be the winner.
Most today have tunnel vision,
‘Involve me not’, their firm decision,
‘It’s not my fault, I do not care’
‘I’m not thieving silverware’
Please do not let evil prevail,
From your eyes now take the veil,
Stand your ground and boldly fight,
Fight against evil… with all your might.
poem by Alf Hutchison
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Without cultural sanction, most or all our religious beliefs and rituals would fall into the domain of mental disturbance.
quote by John Schumaker
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End
I think i've reached that point
Where giving up and going on
Are both the same dead end to me
Are both the same old song
I think i've reached that point
Where every wish has come true
And tired disguised oblivion
Is everything i do
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think i've reached that point
Where all the things you have to say
And hopes for something more from me
Are just games to pass the time away
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think i've reached that point
Where every word that you write
Of every blood dark sea
And every soul black night
And every dream you dream me in
And every perfect free from sin
And burning eyes
And hearts on fire
Are just the same old song
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
song performed by by Cure
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The Hereafter
The very next heaven to reach is solute,
The solvent is holy water,
And so we have the solution: Religion.
Drink please this liquid, something for us,
It consists of beauty, reluctance and willingness.
A religious belief is wicked to the evil ones,
A religious scholar enhances our time forever.
May the storage of knowledge be called wisdom,
To give this is most generous, most loving.
A heavenly exam will state others
Who hide, others who start and stop;
Forming a bond cancels partnerships with wrong doctrines,
The solution to a problem can be found.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fair?
Things never seem fair
When they happen to you
Others never see it
From your point of view
Only you can see the truth
How the evil sister rules
To adults she's a little darling
Those naive, happy fools
Despite this, it is always right
When she gets caught instead
Perfect when she's told off
Or sent straight to bed
It's fun to make that happen
The evil side of you
But when you get over the initial fury
You see you can be evil too...
poem by Meg Lealand
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