It used to be said that when the U.S. sneezed, the world caught a cold. The opposite is equally true today.
quote by Larry Summers
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The various modes of worship which prevailed in the Roman world were all considered by the people as equally true; by the philosopher as equally false; and by the magistrate as equally useful.
quote by Edward Gibbon
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The various modes of worship, which prevailed in the Roman world, were all considered by the people as equally true by the philosopher, as equally false and by the magistrate, as equally useful.
quote by Edward Gibbon
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America is so vast that almost everything said about it is likely to be true, and the opposite is probably equally true.
quote by James T. Farrell
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I Wished Upon My Life Today
I wished upon my life today
I wean upon my life today
I bet upon my life today
I borrowed upon my life today
I feasted upon my life today
I fell upon my life today
I paid upon my life today
I plead upon my life today
I frowned upon my life today
I flew upon my life today
I smoked upon my life today
I shitted upon my life today
I pissed upon my life today
I pass upon my life today
I sneezed upon my life today
I sneaked upon my life today
I asked upon my life today
I ate upon my life today
I wept upon my life today
I won upon my life today.
I prayed upon my life today.
poem by David E. Patton
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People Talk Of Love...
In today's world of greed,
In today's world of fraud,
In today's world of broken relations,
People talk of true love.
In today's world of materialism,
In today's world of selfishness,
In today's world of distress,
People talk of true love.
In today's world of mishappenings,
In today's world of misunderstandings,
In today's world of one- night stands,
People talk of true love.
People have the right to love;
If they honour the values and culture.
People have the right to love;
If they know the need of each other.
and people have the right to love
If they have faith that one day they 'll be together.
poem by Ziesha Paul
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Traces of my touch
I've pushed the borders
I left the stations
The trains are equally sad
The passengers equally busy
I've crossed the moonlight
I've swum the seas
The drops are equally wet
The depths are equally low
I've touched the treetops
I've opened the nests
The boughs are equally fragile
The root is equally deep
Nothing has changed
But the traces of my touch
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Doubt
you are extolled with praises by poets.
Your cold weather with wild chillness
However a barrier, they still praise
Crowning you with more wordy ice.
Under the winking stars, friendly
With the smiling moon illustriously
Above you in wintered darkness so vigilantly
You look like a watch-dog obediently.
You are cool at night, even snowy
Frozen and foggy sometimes.
Newlyfresh like a pious lady on sunny.
You look different and different to me.
Streaks of water golden and silvery
Day and night and with sprayed flowery
colours of bed for birds and breeze
To rest in cold is an eternal amaze.
But a doubt. Sitting on your peak
Caught by cold I'am shivering. You're meek!
How come? Ever've sneezed lady mountain?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Who else thought of you?
When I sneezed while we were united,
She praised and blessed me for long life;
Later instantly she changed her mind
And cried, 'who else other than me
Thought of you and sneezed? '
(It is a common belief that if a loving person thinks of the beloved, the beloved gets sneeze)
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Happiness And Sadness
Happiness what is it, is it love,
or is it just another sound, another word,
happiness is just another thing,
happiness is just another thing to believe in,
Happiness is only for those who deserve,
those who do not won't get the happiness,
those who are happy I pity them,
they know nothing, nothing about this world,
Happiness is evil, we may not see this,
but its true, happiness is evil in so many ways,
happiness is a disguise for the true world,
the hard, cold, hard loving world we live in today,
Happiness is the only feeling you think you want,
I know it isn't I know the dark secrets of the emotion,
I know its hidden secrets, I know its every lying lies,
happiness so cold and unfair to those who don't have it,
my only emotion I take for granted is sadness,
I find this emotion deep, profound, yet enlightening,
sadness so cold and envious is so true,
the sadness is what we need on this world,
sadness is the true world happiness isn't,
the decision is your, live a dream or live reality,
i'm living reality and i'm in the sadness,
the cold, dark, alone, cruel, all alone sadness....
poem by Richard Belis
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I Sneezed Trice! !
I sneezed trice! !
Because, i saw your nakedness;
And like the muse of love in the land of joy,
But, i need to understand the status of your moves.
Living on drugs!
Sleeping on rugs,
Destroying the mugs;
For, you've lost your memory,
But, i sneezed trice because i saw your nakedness.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Only Thing I Care About
She had the eyes of some one older,
I have eyes that wonder 'round,
I couldn't see what really mattered,
Caught hell from my boss,
Don't care about my job,
Caught a cold from the rain,
Don't care if I'm cold,
Played every record that I own to date,
but the only thing I cared about got away,
She was a walking work of art,
I am a broken wind-up-toy,
I thought I knew what really mattered,
Got a flat on the road,
Don't care about my car,
Lost 26 bucks bucks,
Don't care about my rent,
Caught every episode on TV today,
but the only thing I care about got away,
She had a brilliant future,
I have a past,
I have my momories,
but they're fading fast,
Caught Hell from my boss,
Don't care about my job,
Caught a cold from the rain,
Don't care if I'm cold,
Played every record that I own to date,
But the only thing I care about got away,
but the only thing I care about got away,
But the only thing I care about got away...
song performed by by Eels
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The City is Short Today
The city is short today
and it can’t be anymore
than just a few blocks wide today
and the city is grey today,
grey and cold
and the city is short today
the skyscrapers,
only a few inches tall now,
sway back and forth,
caught in the grasp of a
sharp, cutting wind,
the sky scrapers rankle me today
and the city is short today
and the people walk about today
like zombies,
tiny zombies,
their faces and clothes
lack any colour,
and they resemble ants,
they wait on the street corner,
waiting for a miniscule bus
to take them out of this
tiny city
and the city is short today,
and grey
and cold
and small,
so very small
and yet, it towers over me.
Copyright (C) MMIV (2004)
poem by Derek R. Audette
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That's life
Although it took me many years.
I did discover finally
that all my hopes and all my fears
combined together made me, me.
I am the man I am today
because of life experience
There really is no other way you
have to learn in self defence.
You must accept that life’s unfair.
All are not gifted equally
you can observe this everywhere.
But only if you choose to see.
We recognise reluctantly
although we pay lip service to
the idea of equality
It is not and cannot be true.
Fate deals the cards you have to play.
You have no choice but do your best
to move forward- day by day.
To prove your better than the rest.
You grasp each opportunity
To put your talents to good use
but some lack your ability.
What fate decrees they can’t refuse.
All are not gifted equally.
You can’t deny that this is true
if you look at it honestly
and that is all I ask from you.
13-Feb-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Two quite opposite qualities equally bias our minds - habits and novelty.
quote by Jean de la Bruyere
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The Chronicles Of Life And Death
You come in cold,
You're coverd in blood
There all so happy you've arrived
The doctor cuts your cord,
Hands you to your mom
She sets you free into this world
And where do you go
With no destination,
No map to guide you
Wouldn't you know
That it doesn't matter;
We all end up the same
These are the chronicals of lifeand death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of your life
And money talks,
In this world
Thats what idiots will say
But you'll find out
That this world
Is just an idiots parade
Before you go,
You've got some questions,
And you want answers
But now your old,
Cold, covered in blood,
Right back to where you started from
These are the chronicals of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of
today could be the worst day of
today could be the last day of your life
These are the chronicals of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of
Today could be the worst day of
Today could be the last day of your life
Its your life
Your life
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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The Opposite Begins
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
That one agitated,
Finds an exit and splits.
People known to create conflict,
Seek an attention they don't get...
Until,
The opposite begins.
Opposition steps in.
They pretend a trust to believe,
To have others perceive but...
The opposite begins,
For them.
Wake up and take notice,
That the opposite begins for them.
Those who charade innocence.
The opposite begins for them.
Those masking evil intent.
The opposite begins for them.
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
Well,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
And...
That one agitated,
Finds an exit and splits.
But then,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
That one who's had it,
Splits and runs into love...
To know the opposite begins,
When someone genuine comes in...
To view.
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
Well,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
And...
That one who's had it,
Splits and runs into love...
To know the opposite begins,
When someone genuine comes in...
To view.
They want it quick.
And...
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
To then see someone who genuinely fits,
Well...
The opposite begins pursued.
Oh yes it does.
An opposite begins pursued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cold Day
I woke up today I couldn't feel
My self like I slept on ice
I usually make a selection
Of the lucky number of
The day but
today I did not
Roll the dice
Your my warmth for when your
Not there my world migrates to
South pole
Your all I need in my life
For without you there is
No life for me like in a
Cold world
When your there we walk
Happily in strides when
You are not there I ice skate alone
What a cold day am having
I cant spend minuet without
Looking at you though when your
Not there I have a gallery of you
In my head
If I had not met you till today
For my birthday I would be asking for new
Shoes but all am asking for now is your love
We are never alone I keep wishing we would be alone
The water so calm and sparkly wishing we would
Go and live there together only if we had gills
Every time you smile that's the light
Of my day that's why I always keep
You smiling if you don't smile my
Day is so cold and based on a dark
Corner and am as the same as being
Blind for when your not there I have
A cold day
poem by Atlay Mwenifumbo
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Today Is Not My Day/Nothing Goes Right
TODAY IS NOT MY DAY? / NOTHING GOES RIGHT
Today is not my day,
Nothing goes right-
But I must try to make
This day my day-
Poemless and stuck so far
I loosen myself up
And write these words-
What does it all mean anyway
in the long end
of all ends?
This day too now must be my day
Despite the pain the slowness and the disappointments
The children in the Gan opposite also play
As if the whole world
Depended on their game
at this moment.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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True Love
true love is a rose
in a case that's locked to get closed
cuz it's way more expensive than anybody on earth
so bought mine off the street
true love man just can't be beat
i felt so complete
like all my romans turned into ??
and each night i look up
at a bright honey moon
it seems so built to last
even after my honey moon past
i went right after it
like a ghost
to the house it once haunted
day after day
i'd steal with my true love away
to some hide out left undisturbed
we could do what we wanted
but i started to feel like a liar
saying i love you
she was madly in love and at me
there's no in between
felt so cold
i can't make a stand
i'm her hired hand
i have to do harm
one day i got sick
she played me a nasty old trick
said i need cigarettes
walked round the block
caught a cab
stayed gone for too long
my love had gotten too strong
just to try getting back on my own
i had to go to rehab
all i need is a safe place to bleed
they said this is it
Well half a chance
steps in a dance
now i'm the king of the ward
cause i'm good and i swallow my sword
puke it up
so the doctor can write his prescription
tranquil as a dove
people that have lost their true love
they all seem to fit the same description
they feel cold, they feel old
like a no one
take me home
take me home today
take me out of this place
take me out, do it today
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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He who is of calm and happy nature will hardly feel the pressure of age, but to him who is of an opposite disposition youth and age are equally a burden.