I'm the worst person to ask about how to get noticed. It took me 25 years.
quote by Dirk Benedict
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The Worst And The Best
in the hospitals and jails
it's the worst
in madhouses
it's the worst
in penthouses
it's the worst
in skid row flophouses
it's the worst
at poetry readings
at rock concerts
at benefits for the disabled
it's the worst
at funerals
at weddings
it's the worst
at parades
at skating rinks
at sexual orgies
it's the worst
at midnight
at 3 a.m.
at 5:45 p.m.
it's the worst
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Passing Thoughts
Do not believe
because you read it in a book
Do not believe
because you saw it on television
Do not believe
because science says so
Do not believe
because a famous person says so
Do not believe
because a wise person believes in it
Do not believe
because your best friend believes it
Do not believe
because everyone else believes it
Do not believe
because others have believed in it for thousands of years
Do not believe
because you've heard it so many times before
Do not believe
because you are told, you must
Do not believe
because others expect you to
Do not believe
because it gets you accepted
Do not believe
because it will make your parents happy
Do not believe
because it will get you noticed
Do not believe
because you want to believe
Do not believe
because you can't afford not to
Do not believe
because it helps you to cope
Do not believe
because you must believe in something
Do not believe
because it makes sense
Do not believe
any of this......
Believe only that, ''you are''
and do not even believe that
for that is,
beyond belief~
poem by Adryan Rotica
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Sins and Virtues
Even the nicest person will turn worst
If his instincts are provoked to react.
Even the worst person will turn best
If his instincts are lulled and put to sleep.
Sins exist despite virtues.
12.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I never imagined my life would be the way that it has been for the past 30 years. I have had the best experiences a person can have-and the worst as well.
quote by Columba Bush
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Worst Comes to Worst
(Babu mixing)
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
"Worst...come.....to worst"
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
"Worst come...to...worst"
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
(Evidence talking)
Yeah
It's goin down y'all
That's Babu
Yo
song performed by by Dilated Peoples from Expansion Team
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The Tortoise (Love Poem)
This girl came to my party,
And petted my tortoise,
In nineteen sixty four,
When I was eight, and
No-one noticed, not even me.
She still complains today
That she missed out on
Her jelly and ice-cream,
When she was seven, and
No one noticed, not even me.
I think when ten years later this
Beautiful blonde said yes, she
Would be mine, and is today, this
Tortoise slow was still around, and
No one noticed, not even me.
I tell our children now grown-up,
That I have found a tortoise is
The perfect way to find the girl,
Who will be yours forever, when
You are eight and she is seven.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Worst Person
i am a worst person
worst person who wish to kill my enemy
i want to kill them until they ask for a pity
kill them until their tears is falling
until their blood flow like a river
i want to see them screaming
screaming to me with tears of blood
blood of their own
i want to revenge for justice
justice that im asking for so long
so long that I've been to silence
so long that I'm crying as i sleep
because before i have no strength to fight
but now i found my strength
i don't have to cry as i sleep
my face will be brighten again
if i will kill them
i can taste the sweetness of a revenge
i don't have a pity with them anymore
because i am a worst person
poem by Shirralyn Poquiz
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The One
'Come over here' he said
'Let's you and me
talk private.
I've noticed you
noticing me
and I wonder if
that is illusion
and am I making it up
or if it is true
and you did
notice me.
If not fine
I'm gone.
If so
let's talk.
What is the truth?
She:
'Yes I noticed you-
I saw you;
I mean
but that is all-
I noticed'
He: 'Well what did you think of me
when you noticed me?
Did you like me? '
She: ,
'Like you?
I don't know you'
.
'Well what did you think.
Well I thought you, , , ,
Actually I didn't
I wasn't thinking
I was just noticing?
'
Ok, nothing
no spark?
'No, no spark.'
In my twenties i would look into every
face and ask
are you my Future One?
And each face I peered into
would be examined and evaluated
and ultimately graded
and done within 3 seconds.
But if one
noticed me
noticing
I would end up
in conversations
like the above one.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Putting A Person In A Box
when you put
a person in a box
the box becomes
the person
the box does not
grow
it chokes
the pharynx
and shuns away light
even air
the box cannot die
it stays as a
box for years
sometime when
you are anxious
you open the
box
only to find out
that the person
is not a box
and he is not
there
anymore
it was you inside
it
and it too was
gone
and you did not
notice
the box
the person
and you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Original - Time, My Worst Enemy
Time, My Worst Enemy
Keeping me away from you
Time, My Worst Enemy
Moving slowly when we’re apart
Time, My Worst Enemy
Fleeting when you are near
Time, My Worst Enemy
Battling with it daily
Time, My Worst Enemy
Stealing moments from the clock
Time, My Worst Enemy
Until you are in my arms again
Time, My Worst Enemy
Rapidly chasing us down
Time, My Worst Enemy
He will not take you this time
Time, My Worst Enemy
You are in my arms to stay
Time, My Worst Enemy
Has Lost!
If you don't get noticed, you don't have anything. You just have to be noticed, but the art is in getting noticed naturally, without screaming or without tricks.
quote by Leo Burnett
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The Poetry Vendor
in the market you sell your
poetry, the ones that you wrote
for a span of
forty years, and it is not selling
no one buys
you advertise, you dance,
you sing to be noticed
this vendor in you
has become too degrading
i must have written the worst ones
those bleeding words
those crying letters
and without any intention of
infecting those who
are dancing on the streets
strolling on the parks
those kissing under the trees
i keep them all in a bundle
bound with a warning: not fit for
your reading.
they better be my own
secrets lest they all offend
this happier world
where you claim
you live in....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Where Is She?
Where is she, I wondered, when she wasn't there.
If she's not here she could be anywhere. She could be
anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every imagining
I thought I had imagined the worst, then I imagined
something even worse. It got to the point where my
imaginings no longer included her. I realized that the
worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings continued,
as worst superseded worst, making the preceding worst
only worse, I began to forget her. As worst got worse,
I forgot her more. Things were getting pretty bad, and
I had almost forgotten her completely, when she
reappeared.
poem by Peter Cherches
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The most and the worst
Man wants money most
And uses it worst.
He wants time most
And spends it worst.
He wants things most
And waste them worst.
He wants women most
And miss them worst.
31.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Own Worst Enemy
Its your own worst enemy
Ringing the bell on the door
And the person inside says nobodys home
So your own worst enemy peeks inside
And sees you softly weeping as some music fills the room
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are the moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
Full bottle in front of me
Time to roll up my sleeves
And get to work
And after many glasses of work
I get paid in the brain
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are the moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are the moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
Its your own worst enemy
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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You'd Be Making a Lot More Money
Why don't you go somewhere else,
Where you can become more 'noticed'.
'Noticed?
Noticed for what? '
What it is that you do.
'I don't know what you mean by that,
However...
What makes you 'think' I am not noticed? '
You can't be.
Not here.
'Oh...
I see where you're going with this.
You mean 'noticed' in a way,
That celebrities and stars are noticed'
Yeah, yeah...
Exactly.
'So you can say you know me?
Is that it? '
NAW!
So 'you' can be happy!
'And...
I'm not happy? '
You can't be!
'Why? '
Because you live 'here'!
'OH...
So I can not be happy,
Doing exactly what I choose to do...
AND live here.
Is that it? '
People don't have respect,
For someone like you...
Here!
'And what makes you think,
I am not accustomed to being disrespected?
That has nothing to do with what it is I do.
Nor my choice to live here.
I love what I do.
I love where I live.
I love the people I come in contact with.
Why would I choose to go somewhere else?
I can expect to get disrespected.
AND...
Check it out!
That has helped me achieve my success!
And I couldn't afford to get that anywhere else,
But right here.
That may seem foolish to you!
But my mama didn't raise no fools! '
You'd be making a lot more money!
'To have you calling me every five minutes,
To borrow some?
No thanks! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are so many scenarios here. We tried to prepare for the worst summer in 40 years and build assumptions based on that. We're preparing for the worst, but we're hoping for the best. And I've told people the end is in sight.
quote by Gray Davis
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Just wait a little longer
I came so close to breaking down,
so close to losing it all.
I never thought that this I'd say,
But please catch me when I fall.
For so long I've been running away,
afraid to face my fears.
And now you've come and picked me up,
and wiped away my tears.
If only you could see,
just how far I've come.
The person I used to be,
and the person standing here...right now.
So could you wait a little longer,
for the sorry I wish to say.
For only you could ever know,
how much it hurts this way.
I thought I kept it still,
locked up and hidden far.
And yet you come and pry my heart out,
open to you as the sun.
Many nights you've seen me,
at my very worst.
And yet you love me all the same,
Filling my heart till it bursts
If only you could see,
just how far I've come.
The person I used to be,
and the person standing here...right now.
(I meant this as a song, but it can go both ways :)
Now the thing about having a baby - and I can't be the first person to have noticed this - is that thereafter you have it.
To Withstand The Crowd
if all of you shall dance
to be noticed
i won't, i would be still like
a post
i would stand tall like a wall
if all of you go right
to be noticed i will go wrong
and if all of you wear yellow
to be noticed
i wear black
and if all of you are so silent
like zombies
i will scream and to be notice well
i will dress like an angel
if on the stage the three of us are
displayed
you two tumble
i will make bubbles like a fish
as you tumble like the weeds
i like to stand in the crowd
in the sea of conformity
i would like to be the black urchin
of your discomfort
if i must bite you i will
only to be noticed
for you never really care
you never really really love me
truly
that 's the reason why.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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