How things look on the outside of us depends on how things are on the inside of us.
quote by Park Cousins
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How Many, How Much
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live 'em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give 'em.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Things Are Getting Better
Well I worked for a week and I got no pay.
(things getting better.)
Well my babys coming back home to stay
(things getting better.)
Well shes coming back home, but I havent got a dime
(things getting better.)
But Ive got my love to keep me fine[? ].
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well since my babys been away,
(things getting better.)
Well things got worse from day to day.
(things getting better.)
Well now my babys come back to me.
(things getting better.)
Yeah, itll get better, wait and see.
(things getting better.)
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Well I pawned my watch and I sold my car.
(things getting better.)
The money Ive got wouldnt get me far.
(things getting better.)
But I dont mind now that youve packed.
(things getting better.)
Its a fact, that
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
Oh-oh
Things getting better.
Things getting better.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Am The Eternal Spectator
I am the eternal spectator
The eternal stimulator
Of things that never come
Of things that never come
I am the eternal spectator
The eternal ruminator
Of things better left alone
Of things better left alone
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
The eternal dictator
Of your perpetual distraction
The eternal collector
Of things that were never done
The eternal agitator
Of a war you never fought
The eternal demonstrator
Until you prove me wrong
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Long-dead inside of you.
song performed by by Moonspell from Butterfly Effect
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sonnet: We Need God’s Blessings in All Things We Do
You need to plan in advance, well in life,
To do a lot of things you undertake;
No one predicts when comes our unique strife;
You ought to know the technique to bake cake.
Man’s planning is not very accurate;
The human mind is good but not too good;
Depends on weather, how you navigate;
More things can go awry, if bad is mood.
Though you may plan and do things so perfect,
God’s blessings must be there to bring success;
All things are wrought by not man’s intellect;
God’s help can make problems surely less.
You plan and toil to achieve many things;
But pray to God to bless your work, earthlings!
5-31-2000
poem by John Celes
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Inside Out
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybody keeps on telling me how to be
And everybody tells me do what they say
Oh Ill help myself its up to me and no-one else
But till Im ready just keep out of my way
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybodys got me running round, up and down
And here I am going out of my mind
But I wont lose sight of all the, the things Im looking for
Theyre coming to me and Im taking whats mine
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Ill play the game
Well make the same mistakes
Its all the same
If we can give and take
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
All of my life Ive been searching and hanging on
Turning a corner, never know what Id find
But now Im back again like I never went away
Ooh let me in Im through with wasting my time
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Oh inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Let Me In
Let me in, inside of you
With my love let it soothe
Taking you up, and lying you down
Riding with you all around.
Let me in, inside of you
The voice I heard it speak
I'll tell you things, you never known
And places you've always wished.
I'll tell you things no one knows
Places only I have seen
I'll show you how true loves grows
And what makes all man weak.
Then I'll tell you why women cry
For the love, they'll soon deny
Then I'll show you love inside of us
That's always been out of sight.
Let me in - inside of you
I'll show you many things
I'll show you champions, I'll show you kings
While I'm inside your dreams,
I'll be with you every night
Answers to you I will give
I will show you love, then I'll show you hate
I'll show you love so true
Then I'll tell you why, lovers cry
If you let me; inside of you..
poem by Randy McClave
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Two Things
Two things that come and go—
Happiness and Sadness
Two things that will never leave us—
Fame and Stigma
Two things that will not come back—
Prestige and Life
Two things that come on their own—
Youth and Age
Two things that follow us—
Virtue and Sin
Two things that cannot be contained—
Grief and Desire
Two things that cannot be avoided—
Hunger and Thirst
Two things that bring about a downfall—
Anger and Jealously
Two things that are common to all—
Birth and Death.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.
quote by Charlotte Bronte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life Has Its Way....
Life is like the waves it has its ups and downs
Life is like a roller coaster it has its twists and turns
Life is like a sport it just depends on what we play
Life is like a game of poker it just depends on what we are dealt
Life can be given life can be taken
Life can be a curse life can be a blessing
Life can be a pain life can be in sain
Life has its ways life has its days
Life has its love life has its hate
Life has its gentler touch but it has its harder punch
Life brings you your knees when you feel in need
Life brings you a lot of things
but in the end it depends on what we do!
poem by Sushana Vittaldev
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So Much Depends As I Once Remember It Then
so much depends
upon a swirl
of paints
of yellow
and green
and violet
so much depends
upon the silence
of the plow
so much depends
upon the farmer
still
so much depends
upon your
vanishment.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who's Taller?
Depends on if the judge is fair,
Depends how high the heels you wear,
Depends on if they count the hair,
Depends if they allow the chair.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Special
I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Inside Of You
let me in, inside of you
With my love let it soothe,
By taking you up, and lying you down,
Riding with you all around.
Let me in, inside of you,
The voice I heard it speak
I'll tell you things you've never known
And take you places you always wished.
I'll tell you things no one knows
And the places only I have seen,
Then I'll show you how, true love grows;
And what makes all men weak.
I'l tell you why, women cry
For the love they'll soon deny
Then I'll show you love inside of us,
That has always been out of sight.
Let me in, inside of you
And I will show you many things
I will show you champions
Then I will show you kings,
While I am inside your dreams.
Then I will be with you every night
Answers to you, I will give
I will show you love
And I will show you hate
Then I will show you a love so true.
Then I will tell you why, lovers cry,
If you will let me; inside of you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Lodeur Animale
Feel the need to wonder
Inside
Fulfill your basic needs
Deep inside
We wander by the lake of tears
And smell the odor of our fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside
Feel the urge to grow
Inside
Our world is covered with clouds
Deep inside
We wander by our ocean of tears
We try to hide our frozen fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside
song performed by by Hooverphonic
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Emptiness Collected (Things)
Things,
People pray for.
Things,
People have.
Things,
All around the people.
And things they have make them sad.
Things,
They ask of God to give.
Things,
They get don't please.
And when they realize it's not things they need...
That touch that is desired and wanted,
Has come to leave...
Them!
With their things!
And a generous offering,
Felt...
Of an emptiness collected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doin' The Things That We Want To
The other night we went to see Sam's play
doin' the things that we want to
It was very physical it held you to the stage
doin' the things that he wants to
Doin' the things that he wants to
The guy's a cowboy from some rodeo
doin' the things that he wants to
The girl had once loved him, but now she want to go
doin' the things that she wants to
Doin' the things that she wants to
The man was bullish, the woman was a tease
doin' the things that they want to
They fought with their words, their bodies and their deeds
doin' the things that they want to
When they finished fighting, they exited the stage
doin' the things that they want to
I was firmly struck by the way they had behaved
doin' the things that they want to
Doin' the things that they want to
hey
It reminds me of the movies Marty made about New York
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Those frank and brutal movies that are so brilliant
(doin' the things that he wants to)
";True Love"; meet ";The Raging Bull";
(doin' the things that he wants to)
They're very inspirational, I love the things they do
(doin' the things that he wants to)
Doin' the things that I want to
There's not much you hear on the radio today
(doin' the things that we want to)
But you could still see a movie or a play
(doin' the things that we want to)
Here's to ";Travis Bickle"; and here's ";Johnny Boy";
(doin' the things that we want to)
Growing up in the Mean Streets of New York
(doin' the things that we want to)
I wrote this song 'cause I'd like to shake your hand
(doin' the things that we want to)
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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These Things
I have this smile to hide me
And I have this cross to bear
I have your picture that still haunts me like your memory
These things have I
I have these words to lie to me
These stupid songs to share
I have these countless hours to fill the void you left me
These things have I
For all those things I've done
Let you down I apologize
But sorry's hard somehow
Seems so strange it'd be so easy now
But I've got this faith to blind me
And I've got these dreams we shared
And I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's
left to me
These things all these things
These things have I
These things all these things
There things have I
song performed by by Fuel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Soul
My Soul is dying day by day,
I'm losing friends every moment that goes by,
What do I gain?
Does anyone really care?
I'm feeling this emptiness inside.
This feeling I have never felt before,
It's strong I feel so depressed.
My soul is dying each & everyday.
No one really knows the pain I go through.
The things I see,
The things that happen,
The things that I hear,
The things I smell,
The things I touch.
Are all the stuff you have not been through.
It's stuff the world does not need....
poem by Veronica Nieves
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Partnership
It depends on if you are serious.
I can only show I am...
If you say you are.
It depends on if you are serious.
If you are not...
We can just dropp this.
It depends on if you are serious.
I can only show I am...
If you say you are.
It depends on if you are serious.
If you are not...
We can just dropp this.
'Is that it?
No whispers or kisses?
With advancements started...
To tease then to dismiss? '
Like I said...
It depends on if you are serious.
If you are not...
We can just dropp this.
I am on a mission.
I would like to have partnership.
But if you are not completely into it...
Why would I wish to be into you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Boxes
Every time we move,
we pack our little things in boxes,
and some inside our mind.
These are the special things;
we do no want to leave behind.
The special things we have,
that spell out love there.
The precious things we own,
that hold so many memories there,
whether they be large or small.
The little boxes we pack,
we make them all secure,
and mark them handle with care.
For nothing can replace,
the precious things we have there.
(20 June 2007)
poem by David Harris
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