Cliches are what make you understand something.
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I've never understood why artists, who so often condescend to the cliches of their own culture, are so eager to embrace the cliches of cultures they know nothing about.
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In every election in American history both parties have their cliches. The party that has the cliches that ring true wins.
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You need cliches. Cliches are what people respond to.
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Political art expresses the cliches you agree with, unlike propaganda, which expresses the cliches you don't.
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A Poem For Those Who Are Sad
did Octavio say that happiness
and charm are cliches?
did he really mean that he
shall write about those who
labor in pain
about those who stopped
smiling because of the
harsh rain
about those who hide
because of the coming storm?
he could be right
not writing about the cliches of
happy days
for they have all enough
that make the sweet syrups
of their eating lives
let me write a poem for those
who are sad
for those who have less
let me write about the opening
of a flower
about the butterflies moving
out from their cocoons
let me write about the
end of the bitter days
for they have less and now
they may have more
through my lines
let me write about the
rising of the sun
the waking up of the boy
from his sleep
and the beginning
of his play on the yard
with his bike
let me write more
about what i really like...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is a cliche that most cliches are true, but then like most cliches, that cliche is untrue.
quote by Stephen Fry
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Of Sparks And Hearts
of what can we claim
that we say deep from our
hearts?
love? overused, abused,
molested, that is what people always
say
sometimes without meaning
anymore
cliches, cliches,
nothing of that spark
for those that come from the heart
without even trying
hard to say it
its the hug that speaks
the kiss that seals
the hand that touches the
shoulder
the eyes that see not
what we are
not
what can we see from
the heart?
veins, blood,
muscles.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The soul in me is really hers
I do not know how to make my eyes, which
Move impatiently around
To have a glance of her,
Understand
That she herself is my vision
I do not know how to make my ears, which
Long for hearing
The sweet voice of hers,
Understand
That she keeps singing inside me
I do not know how to make my heart, which
Throbs for an
Intimate togetherness with her,
Understand
That each of its pulse is triggered by her thought
I do not know how to make my hands, which
Are gnawingly desirous
Of caressing her
Understand
That I am yet to recover from the
Scintillation of her previous touch
I do not know how to make my lips, which
Restlessly bother me
With their thirst for a passionate kiss of hers
Understand
That I still hold on to
The taste of the previous experience
I do not know how to make my olfactory nerves, which
Consistently seek to get
The smell of hers
Understand
That the entire air
Is laden with the scent of her fragrance
I do not know how to make the soul inside me, which
In solitude
Cries for a heartful union with her
Understand
That the soul in me is really hers
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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A Week Next June
Youre crying, cuz Ive spilt your paints
Again, but in a few short years,
Youll understand true life pain
When those baby eyes of yours,
Have turned the brightest blue,
And boys fall into them
You just wont know what to do.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
Now winters around us.
And your kisses keep me warm again,
But when the spring brings the flowers,
Will they wash away with the rain?
And when the land is wrapped in white,
Were as happy as kids could be.
Ill let you win every snowball fight,
If youll only stay with me.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
I see youre leaving,
Has march really come so soon?
I dont want to pressure you.
But can we make a date a week next june?
And I never understand.
Why you run away
Because I know hes waiting for you,
Every sunny, cloudless day.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
And I can see me trying.
To make you understand,
And I can see me ask why
I cant be your man.
song performed by by White Town
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They don't understand
They don't understand,
What its like to be me.
They don't understand,
Why school is hard for me.
They don't understand,
Why I'm so skinny.
They don't understand,
Why I have no friends.
They don't understand,
What I need.
They don't understand,
Why I lie.
They don't understand,
Why life is hard.
They don't understand,
What life is like for me.
They don't understand,
Why I hurt.
They don't understand,
Why I have fears.
They don't understand,
Why I'm different.
I don't understand,
Why they don't like me.
I don't understand,
Why they don't except me.
I don't understand,
What they say.
I don't understand,
Why they don't undersatnd,
Me...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Not Make Believe
Written by Stevie Nicks
Isn't just that we cause each other such pain
Everywhere we go now, at home or at play
It hurts my self esteem, it hurts my everything
I am reeling... oh, it hurts my feelings
Sometimes it was heavenly (Sometimes it was heavenly)
Sometimes it was too heavy (Sometimes it was too heavy)
Sometimes it's just too much for me (Sometimes it's just too much for me)
Well I want to run away (Oh, well I want to run away)
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
And they both rushed by, like a thief in the night
Taking no prisoners, just like the first time
Adventures in paradise
Just like the first time
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
It's not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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I Understand
I understand your problem
I understand the reason for your tears
I understand what you went through
don't cry because i'm here
I'm here to catch you when you are falling
I'm here to wipe your tears
Be strong
don't let you mistakes lead you
stand and fight for yourself
don't let go
hold on still
i understand how it hurt
i understand how it feels like
get back on your feet
when stumble and fall
i understand
i understand
oh i understand your pain
i understand you went through a lot in life
but remember
be strong, and never give up
I understand
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Never Will You Ever Understand It
Never will you understand it.
Why things in my heart wont leave.
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
Never will you understand it.
Why I express little empathy.
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
My mind has grown too agitated and annoyed.
My emotions tied in knots,
Have long dropped as my topic.
I have a peace within,
I'm hoping will never end.
Or come to the point,
I must defend.
Oh...
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother Mary
*
Try to make some changes really on the line
Given your religion, never ever time
All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor
Mothers understand it, baby needs some more
Head held up to ransom, by a quick hand and a gun
Just your education, hard to understand
Will the teenage legend make a mark on you
Make a big time status, with a pen well stab it through
**
Mother mary could you ever really feel the same
And would you try to understand a wild colonial boy
*
Repeat
**
Repeat
song performed by by Ufo
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They'll Never Understand
They'll never understand why their laughter makes me cry.
They'll never understand that what they call truth I know it to be a lie.
They'll never understand as much as they hate me I love them just as much.
They'll understand why on them I'll never give up.
They'll never understand why I don't blame them for their views.
They'll never understand why I do what I do.
I do it because that is who I am.
But they'll never understand.
No More Clichés
Beautiful face
That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun
So do you
Open your face to me as I turn the page.
Enchanting smile
Any man would be under your spell,
Oh, beauty of a magazine.
How many poems have been written to you?
How many Dantes have written to you, Beatrice?
To your obsessive illusion
To you manufacture fantasy.
But today I won't make one more Cliché
And write this poem to you.
No, no more clichés.
This poem is dedicated to those women
Whose beauty is in their charm,
In their intelligence,
In their character,
Not on their fabricated looks.
This poem is to you women,
That like a Shahrazade wake up
Everyday with a new story to tell,
A story that sings for change
That hopes for battles:
Battles for the love of the united flesh
Battles for passions aroused by a new day
Battle for the neglected rights
Or just battles to survive one more night.
Yes, to you women in a world of pain
To you, bright star in this ever-spending universe
To you, fighter of a thousand-and-one fights
To you, friend of my heart.
From now on, my head won't look down to a magazine
Rather, it will contemplate the night
And its bright stars,
And so, no more clichés.
poem by Octavio Paz
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Her pleasure is to make him run
You may make it an accident
When you make a visit of woman.
She is good enough to understand
That the visit made is by design.
You may make it an incident
When you write a letter.
She is shrewd enough to understand
That the writing was by intention.
Though so casual is your move
In your sexual approach to her,
She could sense it and yet let it go
For it is her pleasure to make you run
14.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Let's have some new cliches.
quote by Samuel Goldwyn
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Can Anybody Understand?
can anybody understand?
my struggles i have,
to live in this life,
and hardly getting by,
can anybody understand?
that i wake up,
wondering if it was
all a dream,
can anybody understand?
all i ask for is to be me,
who that is,
i don't really know,
deep down,
a girl is trapped,
bagging to get out,
of this life she was given,
does anybody hear,
the cry for help,
or the pain she feels,
when she lay in bed at night,
just wishing that on day,
it'll all be gone.
will anybody understand?
that behind a strong person,
there is stubborness,
that hides inside,
because the things that are buried,
that might make them seem weak,
will anybody understand?
that all she wants is to be happy,
rather than life just being unfair.
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3-12-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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I'm one of the cliches that has grown up.
quote by Charles Olson
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