We choose what attitudes we have right now. And it's a continuing choice.
quote by John C. Maxwell
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Making This A Rule Communicated
There are times when it does pay,
To be of a different kind of mind.
With an offering that expands...
Choices unexpectedly for some to find.
Few today are dedicated.
And show themselves to be elated,
With an awakening everyday anticipating...
Love to witness and joy that is shared.
Choosing they do to move from moods to prove,
That...
Everyone has a choice to improve or change their tune,
And...
Dump excuses made with attitudes to refuse.
With...
A shooing them to the curb to boot.
There are those who choose to move from moods to prove,
That...
Everyone has a choice to improve or change their tune.
And...
Dump excuses made with attitudes to refuse.
With...
A shooing them to the curb to boot.
And...
Making this a rule communicated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Try 4 (A Happy)
In my mind happy is a choice
You either choose to be happy or
you choose to get by
A life of horror's ritual or
a simple joy's choice
All held by the type of smile of nature's will
Lonely has a hold
Life never travels right
Yet what always stands, is choice
Never too late, the choice to try
Also is the choice to be happy
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Continuing...............
Limitations are not for people for whom life is a continuing quest.
Boundaries are not for people for whom life is a continuing exploration.
Destinations are not for people for whom life is a continuing journey.
Harbours are not for people for whom life is a continuing sail.
Accomplishments are not for people for whom life is a continuing
Leisure is not for those who are always indulged in work.
poem by Meetika Srivastava
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Choice of life
Human have a gift named a choice
Human have an illusion named a choice
There is no other creature that should decide more to live
Human have a hope called a choice
Human have despair called a choice
There is no other creature that trapped often in such continuous and repeat conflict
Some could turn good because one choice
Some could turn bad because one choice
All have the consequence but right or wrong will never be known before
Human have a wish for a choice
Human have regret for a choice
There is no other creature that always goes between happiness and sorrow
When a choice made not all may be satisfied
When a choice made not all may be rescued
But the change will never happened if we stay silent
Human have fate to choose
Human also choose their fate
The interaction of those things will create what people called the choice of life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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To Not Choose
i made my choice
and my choice was to not choose
what happens next
is not of my choosing
but merely a consequence
of my indecision
so be kind to my lack of choice
it was the only way
to not be forced between two goods
and instead be made to have ONE
and in that one, is my future
my future of wellbeing
and knowing that
i did not choose wrongly
(heh, i don't know what's up with my writing style lately... it's very much NOT structured... or rhyming all that much... hmm...)
poem by Something Changing
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I Am Closer To You
You do not have to be alone.
You choose to be that way.
You do not have to be on your own.
That's the choice you made to obey.
I have never been that far away,
From you that you could not reach.
I have never been that far away,
From you if you needed to hear me speak.
You do not have to be alone.
You choose to be that way.
You do not have to be on your own.
That's the choice you made to obey.
And I understand you,
More that I can say.
You choose to be that way.
And I am closer to you,
Than you ever suspected you knew!
It is almost as if we are 'one'...
Not two.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walk In Light
regrets regrets
i have none
i believe not
in regrets
i walk not
in regrets shadows
regret has
no power
over true love
some were born
to give freely
to give constantly
to give endearingly
to give enduringly
some were born
choose to hate
choose to hurt
constantly
repetitively
inflict ing agony
in agony
rage the world
i will not join you
i choose
to hurt not deliberately
in premeditated strike
make love
a road of choice
to walk in life
walk in light
love is lasting
love is continuing
love is durable
love is long-suffering
love is patient kind
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Choose or Lose
Every day there's a fork in the road.
Do you settle for pie less a la mode?
Are you the seller or being sold?
Are you the teller or being told?
If you choose, you might be right;
If you don't, you lose the fight…
A fight to know where you stand,
Pursuing ways solely you planned.
If afraid to choose, you surely lose,
Missing chances only you refuse.
That choice is there just for you.
Let not love nor money dim your view.
In name and gender you had no choice.
Now able to choose, in unflinching voice,
Proclaim that friends you select
Reflect your own self respect.
Decide what's best and then believe
What you choose you will receive.
Accept no less than your worth.
You're the only one of you on earth!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Choices
One should feel lucky
If one gets choices in the life
It can make one happy
Throughout the life
Choice in love
Friends and relations
Work, career, city and country
Is the dream of every living soul?
Living the life with choice
If one doesn’t get things of choice
One should be contented
With what he gets
Too many cooks spoil the dish
Too many choices
Makes it difficult to choose
One is lucky
If one gets chance to choose
If one’s got a life there is no choice
One has to live the way it comes
Throughout the life
Keep on trying,
For better choices
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Born To Be Lucky
Some people are born to be lucky,
having riches and wealth by the score.
There are others born to be lucky,
and have a wealth of friends evermore.
The question now arises,
which person would you want to be?
If you choose money,
what kind of life would you see?
You would never want for anything,
and friends you might have to buy,
to be at your beck and call,
but they might all disappear if you suddenly fall.
Now just suppose,
you chose the other life
what would you see?
A league of smiling faces,
with arms outstretched to save you,
in case you were ever to fall.
So if I were born to be lucky,
the second choice I would choose,
Friends to be at my side, by choice and not for pay.
Because I’d know if I came across fear,
a pair of helping hand would be close by,
to help me to steer clear.
So I ask again,
which one would you choose?
Only one as you can’t have both.
Would it be a wealth of money, or a wealth of friends?
The choice is always yours my friend.
Choose very wisely as you will have it until your dying day.
24 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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The last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitudes.
quote by Victor Frankl
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~I Choose the Mountain~
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plane
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain
poem by Howard Simon
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Between A Sunrise And A Sunset
between sunrise and sunset
if i were to choose
i shall choose the sunrise
for in there everything is lighted
like the way you tell me about
the truths about your life
you're so warm and endearing
and all giving and
i have nothing more to ask
for i have become so complete
but then do we have a choice?
for after all these
time knows that there is something
inevitable
the sunset of my life comes always with
a big reminder
the slow fading of the brighter colors of my life
the creeping show of gray skies
the closing in of the lights
and the windows
the silence of the night and i make the last word
what choice do i have except perhaps to say
'Darkness, Come, let us dance the last steps of life! '
and i shall say ' Death, you're so cool! '
do i have a choice, my love?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For Here We Have No Continuing City
For here we have no continuing city-
Here the falcons and the herons
Clash overhead, and the dead fall to ground
Like so many feckless soldiers.
For here we have no continuing city-
Wolves and foxes bear young in the caves
And they track the moon till dawn
Like the last worshipers of a lunar deity.
For here we have no continuing city-
When you reach out to touch my hand
Wild goats stumble high up in the cliffs
And the rabbit escapes the trap narrowly.
poem by by unknown author
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I probably would be continuing to do voice-overs, continuing to do cartoon shows, and at the same time I'd probably be on a sitcom or a dramatic television show.
quote by Casey Kasem
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Bias and prejudice are attitudes to be kept in hand, not attitudes to be avoided.
quote by Charles Curtis
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Manipulating From Behind Smoked Screens
Did they not,
Choose to make their own beds?
Did they not,
Choose the kind of lives they've led?
Did they not,
Build up attitudes...
To remove themselves from others.
Those they felt would threaten,
Their embellished point of view.
Did they not,
Assemble with one another?
Did they not,
Lie to see themselves succeed.
Did they not,
Squirm when confronted with the truth before them?
Run to hide behind walls they made,
To bleed from their own miseries.
Did they not,
Choose to make their own beds?
Did they not,
Choose the kind of lives they've led?
Did they not,
Build up attitudes...
To remove themselves from others.
Those they felt would threaten,
Their embellished point of view.
Did they not,
Squirm when confronted with the truth before them?
Run to hide behind walls they made,
To bleed from their own miseries.
And they soon will be seen...
As the ones who stalled forward movement,
For others...
By manipulating from behind smoked screens!
And they soon will be seen...
As the ones who stalled forward movement,
For others...
By manipulating from behind smoked screens!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Will Destroy The World With Hatred
1,2!
You are between the choice of love and hatred;
3,4!
But, i am walking along with the right mind to choose love.
5,6!
However, the choice is yours in this world of beautiful roses;
7,8!
But, the world today is being destroyed by us with hatred! !
9,10!
All the same, if you choose love, you will always live in peace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Pretend a Disconnection Has Been Made
What we talk about...
Is that more important,
Than those feelings we feel?
What we do to ourselves and others.
Should we continue to excuse this?
As a way of life we choose?
A tolerated suppression,
Has led many to express unhappiness.
As if this was a gift to expect.
UNTIL 'all' of our efforts are made,
To improve our outlooks, funky moods and attitudes...
We can choose to do what some still do.
Strut away with lips shut.
Put stuck up butts on high shoulders.
And 'pretend' a disconnection,
Has been made!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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