Not that being so mature is a bad thing, but there are times to be mature and there are times to be loose.
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Love - Mad And Mature
Mad love leads to terrorism
Mature love gets to Gandhism
Mad love makes one wicked
Mature love makes life sublime
Mad love kindles body
Mature love ennobles the soul
Mad love binds the spirit
Mature love releases the bond
Mad loves brings pain
Mature love provides pleasure
Mad love breeds acrimony
Mature love brings harmony
Mad love hinders progress
Mature love helps success
Discard mad love, develop mature love
Make life pleasant and world a happy house!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Super MoM
Times are getting hard and not getting better
But one thing that stands and has not broken down is my mom
We've been through the storm an into the slet
But one thing about my mom is she stayed on her two feet
My mom is very smart, intelligent, mature super women, and funny at times
But NO matter what she has always made her way with her 3 girls
A strong black women with the potential to do anything, she is a super women..
I know our mother daughter relationship was not close but I'm getting older and I want our Relationship to get better.
But there's only one thing I want, an that's to get older with you.
You have always been My Mother an Farther since George had gone
But one thing about you you is that you stand strong.
I love you mom
poem by Anita Miles
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The Supreme Knows
I would say today,
I am more mature.
And at 62...
Wouldn't you feel that way too?
Not only do I feel mature...
I feel deserving.
I feel qualified to say what I like and don't.
And those who never understood a thing about me...
Wont!
There is a peace of mind I have...
Given to me by God.
And that has to be a gift.
Since there has been too much devilment recognized...
I survived!
And The Supreme knows,
I am not having any nonsense in my life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.
quote by Henri Bergson
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Maturing to Grow
Maturing to grow,
Upsets those getting old.
And this some show.
Hoping an aging slows.
As they regret,
Seeing those mature...
With an aging that shows.
While those who grow old to mature,
Are not upset by this process at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Limitations
we think of changing
we promise new things
we entertain new visions
of the self
and yet at the end of the day
we stumble on the same mistake
and haggle on the same regret
well,
we have no plan of killing ourselves
we are mature people
we love mistakes
learn from them
and have the same courage
to repeat them
all over again
nothing but reality
and that is the truth
we are mature people
and we understand
our human nature
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Could Have Been A Flourishing
There could have been a flourishing.
With an enriching nourishment that encouraged it.
There could have been a sharing of expertise,
Amongst those mature enough to do it.
And an increase of understanding,
From everyone released.
There could have been growth,
With a beneficial purpose done.
But that road was blocked...
By the ones who joined that bandwagon,
With wishes to have these joint ventures stopped.
There could have been,
A respecting of differences from the beginning...
To everyone's benefit.
There could have been appreciation expressed,
For one person to the next.
There could have been ideals addressed,
With less dissecting as to whose suggestions...
Were better than the rest.
But minds seeking to impress...
Infected all with a lack of interest.
There could have been a flourishing.
With an enriching nourishment that encouraged it.
There could have been a sharing of expertise,
Amongst those mature enough to do it.
But those mature enough to do this,
Could no longer endure those immature!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Girl of loveliness
Girl of loveliness,
lass that destiny brings to my life,
miraculously innocent and mature,
blushing and shy at times,
aglow with passion
like a enkindled flame
you mean more
than every thing
in the world to me.
Girl of sincerity
accompany me on my voyage
and let me guide thee
like a tiller that sets the way
and let us together
find time to play,
work and pray
poem by Gert Strydom
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The best books of our times have included the three mature volumes of Philip Larkin. They're very short books of poems, and very carefully arranged.
quote by Robert Morgan
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On Betrayal
we often feel as if we've been betrayed...
and we're hurt, angry, scarred, and vindictive...
but the truth is we lead lives of betrayal.
times we fail others, times we fail ourselves.
times when we mean to do the right thing,
and dont follow through.
times we excuse ourselves by
saying we're following our heart.
times we turn away,
and blame it on circumstance.
times we dont dare to do what life demands.
times we choose indifference,
times we think we've already given enough.
times we choose the easy way out.
times we are not grateful...
times we dont forgive but expect forgiveness.
times we dont speak what our heart feels,
until it's too late....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Womanisthegift/an Acrostic Poem
W-onderful and wise
open and mature for the man
m-en on the other hand have a plan
a-bout the woman as his date
n-ot his mate
i-nteresting as it may be men can't see
s-ight on the other hand is a mature woman
t-ough and ready and willing to play
h-iding nothing along the way
e-motions she may share
g-iving you the best without a dare
i-ntimacy is all we as people have
f-orever and a day
t-ight keeping it, sends it away.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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I Don't Think So
I Don't Think So
We've been through this time together
AlI in my mind the love was so alive
Oh I never wanted for another
Then I saw the beginnings of a Iie
Good times and the bad times
Through the good times and the bad times with me
Good times and the bad times
Yeah I wonder why I never see
Good times and the bad times
Oh maybe there was always something wrong
Good times and the bad times
Did l wait too long
Chorus:
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Through the best of the best and the worst of the times
I don't think so
You said the world was a beautiful place
l don't think so
You swore the love was perfectly sale
I don't think so
People can only stay together
If in their hearts they know they can say what's on their minds
Would you say
Good times and the bad times
If it can't really be then I gotta move on
Good times and the bad times
Is it really time
Chorus: (repeat)
Said the check's in the mail and the maiI's on time
I don't think so
Said out of touch ain't out of mind
I don't think so
Couldn't live without me, and that's a fact
I don't think so
Love is real and it's not an act
I don't think so
Come on
Good times and the bad times
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Baby our love was a beautiful thing
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Through the best of the best and the worst of times
I don't think so
l don't think so baby oh baby oh baby come on
I don't think so
The love was right but the loving was wrong
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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I Met A Girl (Novelinee)
I met a girl called her at times a child
in her forties, she was really mature,
her glances did draw me, drove my heart wild
to love her every glance did me allure,
suddenly my feelings for her was strong
as if something sweet could happen with us,
I thought that I might have it somewhat wrong
that forgetting of her I really must
she smiled, turned all my fears to dust.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Boundaries To Limit
The most difficult challenge faced,
By anyone living today...
Is the choosing to be oneself.
And the opposition to the doing of this,
Is not restricted to those,
Hiding behind their deceptions imposed.
No!
The very ones who believe they 'know',
Someone from a past had long ago...
Are the first to restrict with boundaries and limits.
And times long gone they can not let go.
Ensuring they too will never bloom to grow.
Or be introduced to truth to mature.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Life Has Been Unleavened Bread
My life has been
what it has been.
It was whatever it was.
I am that which I am.
There were times of intensity
purpose disciplined focus
faith belief vision especially
late teenage increasingly
in supposedly mature years.
Years of serious contemplation.
There were broken times
utter hopelessness
disorientation depressions
fear apathy especially
in early childhood in sad bad
times in veins of bitter years.
But God was never indifferent
watching waiting patient
as life lesson knowledge wisdom
was hammered home
in schools of hard taught knocks.
God was patient with me
as God said he would be.
Faith may have been broken
gone at times years but
ever reborn in converting
casting off of skins
of former mind lives
in growing molding
transformations ability
the scribe has yet to run
the remainder of good race.
Those that endure to the end
will as the bride of Christ
be invited into the wedding
feast of the lamb in heaven
bodies souls rise unleavened bread.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Where Have All The Good Times Gone!
All my life Ive never stopped to worry 'bout a thing,
Open up and shout it out,an never try to sing,
Wondering if Ive done it wrong,
Will this depression last for long,wont you tell me,
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Once we had an easy ride and always felt the same,
Time was on our side and we had everything to gain,
This could be like yesterday,
Is thst me with your happydays,
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Ma and pa look back on all the things they used to do,
Never had no money and they always told the truth,
Daddy didnt need no little toys,
Mommy didnt need no little boys,wont you tell me,
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Ow!
Yesterday was such an easy game for you to play,
Ah but then lets face it,things are easier today,
Yes you need some bringing down,
Get your feet back on the ground,
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
Where have all the good times gone.
song performed by by Van Halen
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Sometimes and Most of the Times
Sometimes I disagree,
but most most of the times, I confess that I am
Sometimes I assume,
But most most of the times, I confident the things are
Sometimes I ignore,
but most most of the times, I notice the way one thinks
Sometimes I conceal,
but most most of the times, I reaveal as I am
Sometimes I act,
but most most of the times, I show what is the real in Me
Sometimes I lie,
but most most of the times, I stand as Honest
Sometimes I hate,
but most most of the times I like the way one likes Me
poem by Abhijeet Deokar
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How Many Times
*how many tears have you cried
How many eyes have you dried
How many ways have you tried
And dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many dream have been bad
How many nights have been sad
How many days have you had
When you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
(*repeat)
I said tired of people sayin
Dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
How many times, times, times, times
Times, times, times, times, times
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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