Persons who have no desire to live have a very slight chance of recovery. We can continue to extend to them our love, sympathy, and prayers but ultimately we must respect a person's decision to die.
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We are not the same persons this year as last nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
quote by Jacques Maritain
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We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
quote by W. Somerset Maugham
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Of The Visage Of Things
OF the visages of things--And of piercing through to the accepted
hells beneath;
Of ugliness--To me there is just as much in it as there is in
beauty--And now the ugliness of human beings is acceptable to
me;
Of detected persons--To me, detected persons are not, in any respect,
worse than undetected persons--and are not in any respect worse
than I am myself;
Of criminals--To me, any judge, or any juror, is equally criminal--
and any reputable person is also--and the President is also.
poem by Walt Whitman
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A no to desire
The person himself can only be the enemy
The reason can be fame or money
There may be unwanted desire and race
Lot many foes and friends to face
There is no stop to such an ambition
It may be the hidden desire or inhibitions
It all depended on my pure decision
I was to the point with near precision
It was battle between conscience and nature
I was all trying for securing future
It may be my inherent fault
I was feeling pain as if rubbed with the salt
I don’t want go into reasons
It may vary from person to persons
I must think and differently act
It is unreasonable to go for it and react
We go for impossible and dash the hopes
Everybody know that it is difficult to climb on slopes
Slight imbalance may cause your dawn fall
Act wise and respond to the right call
Be well wisher at least for self
There may be hidden wealth in shelf
It is of no use until you get
It is better not to think and forget
The desire is like wild fire
More you satisfy more space it will acquire
It may engulf the style of functioning
You may face lot of questioning
What more you need in life or require?
Who will support you or admire?
You may be damned if acted in haste
The life may be seemed to have spent as waste
So think of entire life span
You may have solid action with revised plan
It may give you some creditability
The result may be in store as per your ability
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Stalker
first came the obsession stage
then their mind became full of rage.
it does not matter if they're man or woman
for it is the same, their obsession becomes a game.
it usually starts off as admiration or a desire
to be with a person who has sparked their fire.
they start to fantasize every day
and how in their lives, the role they'll play.
it starts off simply as becoming their mate
and when that fails it turns to hate.
but in their minds all they could see
is that it's a love 'between her/he and me.
they feel that it's their heart, thats in control
and that it will touch the others soul.
they can not see that they are obsessed
with an inner desire, and that they are
not a knight in shining armour.
soon their mind and actions become as one
then they may reach for a gun.
for in their mind they belong together
and that their lives will be much better.
but when they realize that they've been rejected
than their minds become more infected.
from here on they no longer become a talker
instead they change their hat to a STALKER.
they will follow the person all around
in hopes that they will have a chance
to be their savior, and then looked upon in favor.
they have no concept of the hurt that they create
and the fears that they put a person through.
but in their minds, thats not what they do.
they were put here to enter that persons life
to become their husbands or their wives.
in their minds, they can do no wrong
for their love is much too strong.
fear the STALKERS- for they know not what they do
don't let them get close to you.
poem by Louis Rams
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Indecision is A Decision
At times I decide
Not to decide
This indecision
Is not indecision
It is in fact a decision
Of avoiding to decide
Because If I decide
The decision
May ultimately decide
The pending decision
And the resulting decision
May not allow me
To take any decision
In the future
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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A Life Of Passionate Romantic Guys!
Partiality, favouritism and sentimental desire don’t see truth!
Passionately loving persons have all these aspects and more;
The decision they take based on heart’s desire is dramatic
And boisterously enjoy what they achieve of it with everyone!
If knowledge, maturity and wisdom are there with such a one,
There humour, gaiety and joy will be prevailing in their realm
Making everyone enjoy life to the full in a romantic manner
We all see in adventurous stories and novels or movies fantastic!
Such passionate loving guys never leave anyone go Scot-free
Unless they are satisfied with their whimsicality in any matter!
Caught in the net of these romantic persons one may see
Both good and bad deeds to be borne without any criticism!
Romantic attitude of passionate persons’ life is exceptional
And their domination in all walks of life makes or mars the world!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Recovery
(john farrar/tom snow)
I live on an island far away
All by myself, theres no one else
Nobody calls, but thats okay
Dont need their help, Im by myself
Nobody here to make a career
Of hurting me, deserting me
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
When I go wrong as people do
Theres only me to answer to
Nobody here to bring me down
No feelings I need step around
Trouble and care are waiting out there
But Im alright, Im safe tonight
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
Dont need your sympathy
Save all your tears
Ive lived without tenderness
For too many years
Why would I need it now
Nobody here to make a career
Of hurting me, deserting me
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Respect, Respect me
Respect, respect me, I say
In every single way
Respect me day by day
Don’t put me down
When we are out and about with people around
Playing me like a fool
Portraying me as one who never went to school
Respect me sweet heart
Till life sets us apart
Respect my needs
Listen and take heed
Respect to me is what means love
And not those commonly spoken words,
‘I love you’
To respect me is to publicly and privately honour me
To respect me is to listen attentively while I speak
To respect me is to bread and butter my desire to be free
To respect me is to stand by me when I am weak
Look up! Look up to me!
I may not be perfect
Nor a genius of an intellect
Respect, respect me & our love will stand erect!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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If You Pay Respect
If you pay respect to where respect is due
And to your own higher self try to remain true
And treat everyone as an equal and all as the same
Your's ought to live on as a remembered name.
If for everyone you believe on a 'fair go'
And despite their Race or Creed due respect to them show
And never ruin anyone's character with malicious lies
Above the ordinary you are one who does seem to rise.
If you unlike many not addicted to greed
And try to help those of help who are in need
And of your own Human flaws you do feel aware
To say the least people like you are quite rare.
If you do believe in the live and let live
And you are not too proud to receive and generous enough for to give
And respect to the rights of all others you pay
Then as a person you are doing quite okay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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You Choose
He's gone
You've lost
Stay behind
and count the cost
You try
You lose
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose
It's a decision
made over time
Should you take a risk
and start to climb
the steepest hill
only to find
halfway there
you've been left behind?
Choosing to love
is risking a lot
and trying to change
and to give all you've got
But don't pretend
it comes out of the blue
You take a chance
and see it through
and if it's refused
what can you do?
Continue hopefully?
Start anew?
Lick your wounds
Buy your booze
You won't get drunk by accident
You'll choose
Don't blame him
for refusing your bid
He didn't decide to love
You did
Learn the lesson
Take the blows
You didn't fall in love by chance
You chose
Play the sad songs
Sing the blues
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Feel safe in cell
How person can feel safe if put into cell?
How can he think healthy and positive to feel well?
Some these things are related to person’s freedom
This has been neglected and realized seldom
Even birds resist when put into cage?
In civilized society we have taken a pledge
Not to chain anybody and keep in bondage
There is complete and acceptable sea change
Someone may be serving sentence
He is behind bar for not showing out side presence
It is just to check the lawlessness and maintain order
Society is helped in this way to have safe border
We advocate the principle of “Live and let others live”
Condone the sentence and give chance to relive
Forget the past incidence and forgive
In this way we can afford some chance to give
Jails, no doubt, are not meant for punishing persons
But give a chance to reform for various reasons
Person can be hanged for the charges of treason
But can’t be forgotten for murder, loot and arson
It can turn person into hard core criminals
When come out of cell, he may know all terminals
He will not be the same person with innocence
He has nothing to maintain as good rapport with resonance
Cell is like good place or reforming club
Here person is trying to forget wounds and not allowed to rub
He is given enough of lessons to shed past record
To come out as good citizens with promising words
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Second Chance
Sometimes we do something without thinking and it turns out bad
One mistake can rude your life
Unless you get
Second chance
To see the person you love in same class with you again
You feel it’s your time to make it right
It never too late to do it
You get that feeling you felt before and it all coming back
You can’t talk to that person again and stop looking at that person
You feel all butterfly coming back too
You feel nervous and feel that person is right for you
Second chance
To show that you still care for that person and want to be with that person
If she or he still have feelings for you, you hope and pray it work out
You finally got that person you want and if that
Second chance
Doesn’t work out then it never meant to be after all
You have to move on
Second Chance
poem by Christina Phan
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What Does One Say To Another
What does one say to another,
Who has absorbed much disrespect.
Knowing it has been undeserved...
And yet this is what,
One undeserving gets.
What does one say to another,
After participating in that person's...
Character assassination?
And the person is aware of it...
Since where both live,
This is part of the environment.
What does one say to another,
When it is discovered...
Someone has been playing,
Easy to victimize!
Easy to criticize.
Easy to deceive and lie upon!
And yet...
Has protected the backs,
Of those who have ignorantly attacked...
Like that!
What does one say to another,
When that fact has been revealed?
What does one say to another,
Once they have awakened...
To find themselves setback and trapped,
By a lack of wisdom to comprehend...
How life should be lived to respect and not offend.
And...
'Who' ultimately wins.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Persons
My person
My person
My
Brother and sister
Persons
You and we and
Us and all
Lets go row
Row
Row row wheel
We'll row
The wheel
Everyone belongs
In a hall
Of all of
Names belong
To things
Of queens
And kings
And priests
And
My persons
My brother
And sister
Persons
poem by Deci Hernandez
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On Organ Donation
If you’re brain-dead by accidents:
Your eyes can continue to see
By being placed in one who needs,
And live for another life-time!
Your heart can continue to beat
In one who needs a living pump
To circulate the blood around!
Your kidneys both can excrete wastes
In persons two with uraemia,
And help them live for some more years!
Your liver transplanted in one
With alcoholic cirrhosis
Can help him live for some more weeks!
Your pancreas, lungs, intestines,
Bone, bone-marrow and entire skin
Can be help to keep fifty alive!
Donate your other organs too
To ones in dire need of them,
And make your corpse to help men live!
So, gift your body parts to ones
Who seem to be in verge of death
And help continue to breathe!
Donate your organs; help men live!
You can serve God and man though dead!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-5-2009
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Emotional Bullies
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
When will we begin to look up and over,
Our own barriers?
With sensitivities we should question,
The need to protect and defend them.
Shame begets what shame gets to be 'gotten'.
In return.
What other lesson do we need to learn,
But 'that'?
And all lessons learned are together attached.
Something in our minds disconnected.
To trigger quick and snap!
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
We should at least be maintaining our own dignity.
Self-respect.
And a proud identity.
Flaunted!
And undaunted by the implementation of those insecurities!
And who hasn't had those?
LIES!
If you live you have had those!
And please...
No debate with me do I invite,
On the topic of 'Which Side of Ignorance Is Right'
It is what it is.
So if that makes you uptight...
Go somewhere and backbite me.
I see the thought of it enlightens your eyes.
I'm sure your lips would prepare,
Something with venom..
If I called you a 'fool'.
Would that get you there any sooner?
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
When will we begin to look up and over,
Our own barriers?
When are we going to come to challenge one another,
To overcome and defend the right to mend within us?
That is the real fear.
And that makes us all not want to come face to face,
With an ugliness we all see in ourselves.
And that takes work.
To self examine.
In the convenient fields of doubt.
With,
Initiative and desires unknown!
And hope with wishes knocked out of practiced.
As over rehearsed sorrows about who did who wrong...
Remains centerstage.
Provoked by new lines found on someone's cellphone.
'I just love the way drive.
With so much compassion.'
When are we going to come to challenge one another,
To overcome and defend the right to mend within us?
God knows...
What is on stage right now has long required re-writes.
With a consistent updating, scrub and polish.
'...I haven't been driving too long.
Infact, you are my second passenger.'
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
When will we begin to look up and over,
Our own barriers?
And 'own up' to that which we do,
To reveal the same thoughts being shared.
But what is not there has been purposely kept away.
LOVE!
When never known,
Can not be there to share unconditionally.
It has to under conditions met,
Be shown.
With committment!
Desire.
Hot.
But not to overheat kept respect.
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
When will we begin to look up and over,
Our own barriers?
Our own deliberating and limited intentions,
To free what it is that we don't want to feel.
It is not wanted!
Why is it there?
To free what it is that we don't want to feel.
And welcome what it is that we do,
Wish.
To feel.
We should at least be maintaining our own dignity.
Self-respect.
And a proud identity.
Flaunted!
Undaunted,
By the implementation of those insecurities!
And who hasn't had those to chase away?
Insecurities?
Emotional bullies.
Insecurities?
Emotional bullies.
Same 'thang'!
Get rid of 'em!
We should not be undercover,
To announce the recovery of another's blame.
Or an addicting unconsciousness,
That leaves us entrapped within our own barriers?
And a lot of paranoia has been known,
To be shown from that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Respect
Self respect is self love
Self respect provoke love for others
Self respect is GOD respect
Self respect is self norishing
Self respect is self control
Respect and love
Respect and praise
Respect and join
Respect and rejoyce
Respect and cellebrate
Respect and enjoy
For the love of god is respect.
poem by Nengovhela Murendeni
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Not Just A Refugee
I was forced to leave my homeland,
My children and my wife,
To find a safer place to live,
Ultimately to save my life.
My decision wasn't taken lightly,
So please try to be aware,
We only want security,
For you to show you care.
What you take for granted,
We are not allowed,
While we must say things quietly,
You can shout out loud.
You can walk for miles on end,
Without the need for fear,
What we'd give to do the same,
That's our reason for coming here.
You can choose where you want to go,
We don't have that choice,
All we want is liberty,
To be able to have a voice.
While you have a dream in life,
To be fabulously wealthy,
Where I come from our only aim,
Is trying to stay fit and healthy.
If you were beaten every day,
You'd say that can't be right,
That is why I had to move,
I'd lost the will to fight.
If you were told your life is ours,
You do not have a say,
Would you not do the same as me,
Get up and run away.
I want to work and pay my way,
Just the same as you,
All I ask for in return,
Is respect from just a few,
I don't want your handouts,
I'd much rather be employed,
That way I'll feel valued,
My life can be enjoyed.
So please don't treat me differently,
I do not look for favours,
What I seek is acceptance,
That's what our species savours.
I did what any human would,
In order to survive,
While I'm here there's always hope,
My family will survive.
Until you get to know me,
Please don't make a song and dance,
Just try to learn who I am,
All I ask for is a chance.
Before you make any judgement,
Please try to understand,
I come for your democracy,
Not to steal your land.
You're renowned for fighting injustice,
A cause you‘re fighting still,
I am doing just the same,
My mission I must fulfill.
That is why I came here,
On freedom you're renowned,
Help me through to be as you,
Then equality we'll have found.
I do not ask for sympathy,
Just a friendly ear,
To listen to my troubles,
You can help bring me some cheer.
I miss my wife and children too,
Most everyone's the same,
As humans we love our families,
They're worth much more than fame.
I pray one day we'll be as one,
Those wrongs will all be righted,
With your help I'll once again,
With my family be reunited.
Close your eyes for just a while,
When you open them you'll see,
I am like you, a Human Being,
‘' Not Just A Refugee ''
Respect And Tolerance
When we are angry at man kind or rave at some depravity of mind respect is some thing we give to each other because we love each other and we have tolerance to stay with that person and respect is special and it is none thing with owt the person you love the most and tolerate the shit from this person.
poem by Khia Raven
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