They see me wheeling around in a beautiful gown, and they realize you can look elegant, and you can lead a happy life in a wheelchair. I know I've helped handicapped people, because I've received many comments.
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Not Wheelchair Accessible
I have something to say but no one will hear it because I can’t get in.
The place to speak is not wheelchair accessible.
My whole life I have been on the outside looking in.
Because most business owners brains are not wheelchair accessible.
When I’m on the street corner just waiting for bus some one walks up and hands me a dollar because they think I’m begging another mind that is not wheelchair accessible.
I know most people have to look down to see me, but they don’t need to look down on me. A person who is unable to see past the physical is a person who will never see that I’m not the one with the disability they are. Do you hear me or are you not wheelchair accessible.
Wheeling
So the Earth is wheeling on
As wheeling the sun and moon
And wheeling the Time on ages and aeons
As wheeling the life on births and deaths
And wheeling on are hope and despair
As peace and woe chasing one another
And good and bad luck are two wheels
creatures all in destiny's colours
And creatures all wheel around what
An unknown power-point, the Pivot
And we the comparted wheeling specials
On quarrels are we to spin our visuals
And we the comparted human specials
Aren't we to wheel on our sixth sense
poem by Indira Renganathan
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You are my lucky star
you are my lucky star
in life you've helped me get really far
you are always there when i need you
an i hope im there for you too
you are my lucky star
sent from afar
you have a way of making me happy when i am sad
and if i did something wrong, you wouldnt be mad
you are my lucky star
my best friend is also what you are
you've helped me realize what im living for
but you are there, and each passing day im missing you more and more
poem by Kendyll Brown
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You Are My Lucky Star
You are my lucky star
In life you've helped me get really far
You were always there when I needed you
And I hope I was always there for you too
You are my lucky star
I know God sent you here for me from afar
You had a way of making me happy when I was sad
And if I did something wrong, you wouldn't be mad
You are my lucky star
My best friend is also what you are
You helped me realize what I'm living for
But now you're gone & each day I'm missing you more
poem by Aashka Thakkar
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Mind Opening and Not An Eye Closed
Isn't it ironic,
That those comments made yesterday...
About the economy nose diving because of greed,
Were comments mentioned then to have a negativity.
But today...
Those same comments heard,
Are from the mouths and lips...
Of those walking up and down legislative hallways,
In Washington, D.C.
AND ironically...
Those then depicted as mavericks,
Were shunned and isolated.
Today?
People of 'prestige'...
Are announcing their 'maverickness'.
Their intolerance for waste.
And a marketed decadence,
They helped keep in place.
It is all ironic.
But does not astonish...
Those who have a consciousness,
That has been mind opening...
And leaves not an eye to closed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life's Not Always Fair
Life is the thing that all people have the right to,
But not all people have it the way they want it.
People take life for granted,
There's suicide, and homicide, People killing other people.
One thing I have learned is...
Life's not always fair, So deal with it.
Some people live and some people die,
Death is not always the answer.
The angels come down,
They take you away,
To what you think is the better place to be,
But you miss them...Family, friends, and being THERE!
You never realize what you have until it's gone,
Once it's gone then you realize what has really happened.
You cry and cry, You want to DIE!
People need to realize that, Life's not always fair
Don't die! Live life to the fullest!
And you will see, It can only get better.
No matter how bad things look,
Just realize one thing...LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS FAIR!
poem by Kristina White
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Commenting (Please Read)
This poem is dedicated to a very dear friend in Canada.
Melvina Germain.
The first person who left a heart prints on my work almost a year and a half ago. Mel, a million thanks from me.
Love and Hugs.
David xxxx
Some people read your work
and then pass on their way,
never leaving a comment
whether they liked it or not.
For any writer good or bad,
unless someone makes a comment on your work,
you feel left out in the cold.
For those who think that comments do not help,
let me tell you what comments have done for me.
For six or seven years I had given up writing,
I swore I would never lift my pen again.
Then in January 2007,
I posted a few old poems on a poetry site.
I was confused and lost at the time.
Never though for one moment
anyone would want to read my humble work.
I was wrong.
Through the comments I received,
I started writing again.
Since the 19th January 2007 to today the 14th June 2008
I have written 1132 poems, a 80,000 word novel,
collaborated on over 20 poems
with two young ladies half a world away from me
and published my first book of poetry.
For under a year and a half
that is not a bad record
and it happened through the encouragement in comments.
So the next time you read someone work
and there is a space for a comment,
leave one please.
Those little heart prints can change someone’s life
and encourage them on to do better things.
Your comment does not have to be lengthy,
just a word or two will do.
Remember it is good to help someone
and by leaving a comment,
that is just what you will do.
I always leave a comment on everything I read
knowing how others comments have helped me.
14 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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People Like Us
Life is given as a gift
So it should be taken as one
We should wake up thankful that the day came
When you feel like you have it worst
You can always look at the people who have nothing
Then you would realize that you have everything
The people who have nothing
Don’t take life for granted
They are very grateful for everyday that comes
But people like us who have lots
Take life for granted
We don’t stop to realize what we’ve got
Then before we know it, it’s gone.
Its people like us
Who lead the troops to war.
And kill thousands, all over land.
Frankly I don’t understand why we
All can’t just get over it and increase the love
We all have to have material things such as cell phones
Most of us couldn't even go a day with out them.
Most of them have never even seen a cell phone
Yet, we still take things for granted
Everyday you should think about those
People when your getting mad because you
Can’t get your way
And maybe then one day
People will stop taking things for granted
Especially life
And live every day as if it were their last.
People like us need
To be like people like them
poem by Colleen Martin
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on This Special Christmas
How do you celebrate Christmas?
Buy a new dress....
Buy a new shoes....
Go to Church....
Having party in the garden
Cooking with your spouse
on the night before Christmas
Then, after that what
Do you feel happy?
Do you feel fun?
Do you think of the poor family on the street?
Can not celebrate any of the holidays
Everyday for them just hope
Holiday is just the same with other day
Can you imagine people who is sick?
People who need wheelchair to go
but do not have money to buy
It's fine to have a Christmas party
It's fine to buy many new things and gifts
But, can we try to give charity
Buy a wheelchair for one sick and poor people
It's a Christmas moment
It's a Christmas with a valuable meaning
Smile when this Christmas come
Butterfly
On a horrid summer's day I seclude myself away,
Only to be drawn out to the light by nature at play,
Butterfly oh Butterfly carelessly fluttering by,
Your elegant dance entrances the innocence in me,
Butterfly oh Butterfly know that you spur great envy,
You are so very beautiful careless peaceful and sweet,
Your life is simple yet no different to the one I lead,
You are but a pattern in a endless chaotic sea,
Your pace of life seems slow yet you achieve as much as me,
You know life's meaning is less if it's not wholly free,
Butterfly oh Butterfly although you spur great envy,
I know that if you could you would envy the life I lead.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Do You Realize?
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - Oh - Oh - Oh
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize
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Lovely To Look At
The elegant lady who felt like a queen
was lovely to look at,
lovely when seen.
People adored her wherever she went.
She received all complements
when ere they were sent
with dignity and propiety
for all that it meant.
It meant she was loved.
It meant she understood.
that she was loved. She was loved
but not by the one that she did love.
He was not aware of her.
She waited for him to notice her
and her wait was terribly long.
She did not understand this dilemma.
What was it that was wrong?
Finally after many long years
her beauty was a thing of the past.
The one she loved for so many years
came to her at last.
Why now when my beauty is gone?
Why do you love me now?
His answer was not what she expected.
'For I feel I am worthy somehow.
To approach you before did not seem right
though your beauty astounded me
from the very first sight.
Your beauty stayed with me.
It will never depart.
And now my love, I offer my heart.'
The beautiful elegant lady
gasped as she held out her hand.
She was loved. She was loved
by the one she loved
and the feeling was oh so grand.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Shall Regret
I shall regret for being straight forward
People call me, in fact, escapist and coward
I believe in my capacity to handle the situation
Otherwise it can definitely lead to unsolvable questions
I may be called even emotional fool
As I care too much for being helpful
I act like child to make them happy
Rush to the help and always stand ready
My personal life is in doldrums
I had happy moments and sweet dreams
But things didn’t turn up well to my expectation
Leading to break up with severance in relation
I spend restless nights with thoughts in mind as what to do?
How to handle it when they come up and are nearly true?
May be the situation not favor with my luck
Where ever I try but get bogged down or struck
I feel helpless and unsecured
No help is forthcoming or assured
I am man of hard resolve and dedication
So remain unperturbed without suffocation
I feel sometimes very weak from inside
The area of disagreement becomes very wide
Not all angles can be taken care off
Some where we have to start or stop
I am be impracticable in dealing
But it is aimed at to help for healing
Not money or material help is needed at that time
Few words of affection can create miracles sometimes
I may still be looked as undesirable
But I know my limit and feel capable
Can come out from blue and demonstrate will
But people may have to realize it still
I will not mind at all if they blame
The situation will still remain same
I may not change way of living and style
As I think it may certainly help me to walk for a mile
I shall frankly pray to almighty for causing pain
Knowingly or unknowing in their mind for my action
I think it may go off from their mind as time may pass
World may realize my endeavor in earnest with class
I am no philosopher but understand the normal values
People must get full attention or whatever has been due
In this troubled world who has the time to care for sentiments?
Life has taught them to be uncared for and pass adverse comments
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Defect is a blessing
One son, handicapped,
Got a post, on quota.
The other, a wholesome,
Reeled through out.
I wish I had both as handicapped.
13.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You Beautiful One
Oh you with the great smile and beautiful face
In my heart for you there is a special place
So often you have helped for to make my day
And so lovely to see you is all I can say
You are one I always feel happy to meet
So beautiful and without any conceit
I feel very lucky why otherwise pretend
To know and to have you as a mentor and friend
In your mind full of insights great wisdom abound
Your intelligence and knowledge of life is profound
You are the person many do wish to know
And with the passing of time your friends in numbers do grow
So warm and caring and free of any guile
You beautiful one with a beautiful smile.
poem by Francis Duggan
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She Does Deserve Great Sympathy
Ageing Bella in the house at the corner outdoors she is not often seen
She was a potential swimming Olympian till a motoring accident she had at eighteen
Brought an end to her swimming career back in ninteen seventy three
And condemned her to life in a wheelchair she does deserve great sympathy.
She could not compete in the Olympics and swim her way into renown
And become the toast of the Nation and the heroine of her Hometown
It robbed her of her chance of having children she has never been any man's wife
one might say she was quite unlucky that accident ruined her life.
She is quite an attractive woman her brown hair flecked with strands of gray
She had spent years of her life in a wheelchair seven to ten years before her prime day
when I meet her she smiles and says hello but sometimes she looks rather sad
I can only empathize with her a terrible life she has had.
Thirty six of her fifty four years in a wheelchair since her widowed mum died five years ago she has lived on her own
Lady luck is surely against her a terrible life she has known
Confined to a wheelchair due to a car crash on the highway which robbed her of her chance of fame
In swimming she was a young champion and for herself making a name.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I'm trying to have my own thing, and I don't know if it's even possible. I didn't realize so many people actually think I'm trying to be like my dad. I read comments like 'She's no Elvis.' I'm not trying to be. I never set out to be.
quote by Lisa Marie Presley
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Yes from no
It is very hard to convert “yes” from “no “
Let everybody realize and know
As child grows and understands with age
He or she is free and out of cage
What would they want in commitment?
Not smile with beautiful comments
But a firm and emphatic yes with all the promises
A simple yes and nothing more with loud noises
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am in crazy in love with Girls
It amazing how life is transformed sometimes
I don’t know whether it because of the changing of the season
But let me tell something interesting
When I was young I could pay no interest that there are people who are beautiful
As soon as I grew up I had people talking to me
They say what a beautiful child am I.
But today I am old
As long as I could see I could see that there people who are beautiful
Next to me I sit along a beautiful girl both left and right
Even the room where we are is beautiful
That is the way why I offer a smile to each and everyone for the first time
I can see the reason why I lick my finger no more
It because such nice people give a warm welcome baby
Yes they can say what ever wrong to me but I think I must forgive them
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
Wooo hhooh woo huhu hugh
poem by Mthokozisi Ntokozo Maphumulo
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Jesus Is The Main Man
Jesus is the main man.
That's it.
No more comments!
Jesus is the main man.
You can zip your parted lips, now!
Jesus is the main man.
Forget those pity stops at pits.
Jesus is the main man.
This you 'must' admit, now!
Jesus is the main man.
That's it.
No more comments on it made...
To degrade or say what else may fit.
Jesus is the main man.
Know this,
And get lifted quick!
Jesus is the main man.
Understand this as best you can.
Jesus is the main man.
Commanded when you pray,
Now!
Jesus is the main man.
That's it...
No need for further comments on it!
Jesus is the main man.
He's like a gift one gets,
To share unlimited!
Jesus is the main man.
It's hard to sit still,
When something received
Is known
To be real!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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