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I chose and my world was shaken. So what? The choice may have been mistaken; the choosing was not. You have to move on.

quote by Stephen Sondheim
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I chose and my word was shaken. So what? The choice may have been mistaken

Stephen Sondheim in Sunday in the Park with George (1984)
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Pooling From A Tank Of Picked Catches

Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.

People wanting better know for them what is the best.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...

They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!

They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!

Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.

They're not in line with the others behind the times.
People wanting better know for them what is the best.

They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done,
Just to kick around excuses.

They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun.

Like so many who just lived for fun.
Like so many who just lived for fun.
There were others who chose to get things done.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Could Not Love You

There're a billion people in the world
All of them equal but of different worth
I find you to have a value equaled by no other
You are a rare and beautiful flower
But I'm sorry that I could not favor you
And make you the queen of my heart as I should
That instead I chose a different group
And I chose to favor them more than you

To favor a person means that you are two
And I'm sorry that I could not be with you
And a favored another one more fair
Although you are a true queens heir
And amongst a million kings and princesses
You always claimed that you were the fairest
And though your heart is the kindest I knew
I apologies that I could not favor you
And instead I chose to favor another
Not your equal, but not your better

I see a million faces each day but only acquaint with a few
You and I went different ways so I could not favor you
You and I once had our chance but I chose to let it go
You had no fault at all as I made the choice alone
And instead I chose to look for another
And I did favor them more than you
Although in my eyes you are a flower
I'm sorry that I could not be with you
And value you as a queen like I should
But just as I favored another more than you
Another favors you more than any other
And chose to be with you and no-other

poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Go Be Young

Perfumed and smoky  she swears that she knows me  shes falling down drunk again  I say shes mistaken  shes visibly shaken  emotions all drowned in gin  she said I used to be beautiful 
Now its all gone  I let my dreams slip away from me  thats where it went wrong  go be young, go be free  follow your heart where it leads you  dont end up like me  the indian in the gua
Se used to spin me yarns  stories of canyons and boston in winter  and losing his familys farms  he said Ive outlived my three sons, they died in three wars  I laughed and I cried while th
Ved and they died  and I know that they deserve more  chorus  perfumed and smoky she swears that she knows me  Im falling down drunk again  I say shes mistaken  shes visibly shaken  em
S all drowned in gin  isay I used to be powerful  but now its all gone  I let my dreams take control of me  thats where it went wrong  chorus

song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Stop, Choosing to Demean

You've got your meaning,
And still you are choosing to demean...
My love?

Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.

Baby!
I gotcha meaning that demeans,
What I say.
And why it is I feel this way.

You're choosing to demean,
How I pray.
For us...
With faith and love,
Everyday!

Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My strong beliefs.

Yo, Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My love for you so deep.
But, you choose to be so mean.

And baby...
Stop, choosing to demean.
Baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby,
You mated!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crouching Creature

I am a Crouching Creature
bounded by Circumstance
and Choices I've made.

I pound against
the Circumstantial Wall
and I choose to bloody
my own fists against it all
but defiant
I will not relent
and measure this
as my commitment
to fight these chains.

Choosing in life
and family
in the world and my
career
is bounded by my iron Circumstances.

Where does my Circumstance live
and how can I circumvent
its boundaries?
Can I move?
Can I melt into some one's else's
Circumstance?

Will I in choosing
merely replicate
old choices
and old Circumstance?

I must I tell my self:
break away from me
and my choosing
to the extent
these choices make
my old and new
Circumstances endlessly repeating.
.
Yet, I hope somehow
with magical bent
to break that wall.

What do you think?
Will I succeed?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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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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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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What you lost

so i am done with dwelling over your dumb choice
I am no longer hiding my voice
I will find someone better than you
He will love me and be true
I was mistaken by your beauty
When i thought that you loved me
We'll stay friends and thats all it will amount to
Because i know that i am better off without you
I know you'll miss me thats obvious
You'll never feel the way you did when there was us
You might find someone whos prettier
But you won't like whats inside of her
You mind find someone with some stuff in common
But not as much as me and you did
You will miss me and want me back
But i dont know about that
I might give you a chance if i want
But if I found better probably not
So think of the fate in which you've chose
Think of what you lost and see where your heart goes

poem by Jean Pullman
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You Gave Up, Not Me

i don't care what you do anymore,
just stop bring me down to your level,
i'm bettering myself,
when are you going to do the same?
i have a million things too,
but i get through them and then some,
why is it so hard to do the same?
time after time we start off together,
but you find all the reasons to stop,
and i keep going,
why are you soo jelious of me?
you chose to quit and i chose to keep going,
we each made a choice,
but it seem you don't like your choice,
and in the end,
you want to be where you are at,
going nowhere,
because you don't like working hard,
well, i'm done,
just don't bring me down when i start getting,
better results than you.

poem by Mona Martinez
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Children Are Our Future

We often hope and pray
That our children find the right way

How they think
How they act
How they handle things in life

Like adults they have two paths to chose
The one for good the other for bad

All we can do
Is give them love
And support

All we can do
Is make sure they know
How much we care

How they chose their paths
Would be their own choice

How they behave
Would be their own choice

Should they try drugs?
We can only ever be there
To pick up the pieces

Should they get hurt?
We can only ever comfort them
When they are in need

As Whitney us to say

I believe the children
Are our Future
Teach them well and
Let them lead the way

Show them all the beauty
They posses inside
Let the children's laughter
Remind us how we use to be

Food for thought don't you think!

poem by Kaila George
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I Chose to Become a Star

Right from the start,
Papa presented a proposition pretty startling
Which he termed a starter:
Work hard and become a star,
Do what suffices and become a standard
Or work lazily and become a stain.
I chose to become a star.

I chose to be first among equals.
I opted to be a moon among the stars.
To taste being unusual,
Experience being extraordinary,
Be enumerated among the enviable elite.
Make a crystal clear difference,
With foot prints on the sand of time,
A glittering, glistening, glinting star.
I chose to become a star.

This choice has a high price.
The option demands sacrifice.
It adds nocturnal life to your features,
Demands forgoing student leisure,
Robs library books sleep on shelves,
‘Steals’ spare time of teachers,
Ensures teachers toil for their earnings.
This option requires investing on books,
Banning yourselves from entertainments,
Suspending normal adolescent activities.

All these sacrifices directly derive from,
This unilateral choice of mine,
To shine like a star.
The choice which made me a stayer.
The pledge that propelled me to prominence.
The choice that made me what I am today.
I chose to be a star.

poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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A Poet's Choice

He was no longer concerned
For people who have chosen
To remain in the bottom and behind
For humbly to them he has spoken
But his words fell on empty ears…

He chose a new path to follow,
Leaving behind a world
Egocentric and full of fears
And decided to move forward,
Straight facing the Sun
Without going blind!

Now feeling secure and strong,
He let his words be carried
By the turbulent wind
Toward new horizons
And over his broken heart,
He built a new mansion
Based on Hope and Faith!
Wisdom embedded on him
Was humbly shared
With the new World
Just discovered
By making the right choice!

poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Shaken

Your shaken with grief
Your shaken by death
Your shaken with horror
Your shaken with the cold
But no matter how you feel, life must go on
The word will not stop and wait for you
After all you are human
You are afraid you will be laughed at
Remember that everyone is entitle to there opinion
And you to yours
Move on and don’t look back in the darker days when you were shaken by grief, death, horror, and cold
Death, horror, and grief you have no control of it
But you have control of your emotions, feelings, and fears
Put a little laughter in your life
Learn to laugh from the inside out
Behind the mask you hide your face so no one can see how you feel
You are afraid of your fears and don’t want other people to know how You feel
It’s okay to feel the way you feel
Remove the mask from your face and let your fears and feelings be shown

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Not choosing at all
while still a choice…is just not
The very best one

haiku by David Whalen
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You Made Me Choose

it was a case of choosing
a stone, a snail, a hammer

i chose the hammer
just that
i never used it to drive a nail
to smash a snail
to break a stone

i chose the hammer and kept it
just that
i left it in the house
(bought a house five years ago)
i walked away
and then i whistled my way
in the woods

just that

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Let Go Love

What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Only time and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
I often told myself that we could be more than just friends
I know you think that we move to soon it would all end
I live in misery when you're not around
And I won't be satisfied till we're taken both vows
There'll be some love maken, heart breaken, soul shaken love
Love maken, heart breaken, soul shaken.....
What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Only time and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
I often fanticised the stars above are watchen
They know my heart to speak to you as like only lovers do
If I could wear your clothes I'd pretend I was you and I lose control
There'll be some love maken, heart breaken, soul shaken love
Love maken, heart breaken, soul shaken.....
What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Only time and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
Run a minute
I'm alive
Has got me so confused
You gotta make the sacrifice
Somebody's gotta chose
Will we make it if we try
For the sake of you and I
Together we can make it right
(Can't keep a running)
(I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive)
(You've got the right, you've got the right,)
(I said you've got the right to lose control)
What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Only time and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
Don't let go
Don't let go
What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Only time and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
What's it gonna be (don't let go)
Don't you want to be (don't let go)
Only time and don't let go (don't let go

song performed by by En Vogue
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I Chose Hope

I chose to hope again today
To believe in beauty,
In sunsets,
In the rain

I chose to laugh again
To dream,
To dance
And to sing with abandonment

I chose joy instead of despair
Smiles instead of many tears
Colors replaced the dull
And a rainbow filled my vision

When all around me I could not see
And when the coffee was toxin in my blood
When the world was full of trouble and nothing else
I chose hope

Hope discovered,
For a while undecided
Hope now declared
Hope

I chose to dream of a better day
To wish for things unseen
To search for the unimaginable

I chose to place my hope above
Hope not in mans strength or ability
Not in political systems,
in racial tribalisms,
in ethnic loyalties

Birthed out of a love that endures all things,
I chose hope that never fails
Hope for today and hope for tomorrow
I chose hope

poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame
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Move On

I finally can write,
I finally can draw,
I'm so glad that,
I'm finally through with it all.

I can be free,
I can be me.
I can be myself,
And nobody else.

No matter what I thought,
I was mistaken,
Because of some rare occasion,
That occurred I was taken.

Of all the things I'd like to do,
I'm so glad I'm through with you,
But I still want you as a friend,
And that friendship,
Not to break or bend.

And I will go on,
And seek it through,
So don't wait for me,
Like I won't you.

It's over,
And I'm glad,
But it seems,
You're still sad.

But now I feel,
Like I can do,
Anything real,
So good luck to you.

Find another girl,
To change your open world,
Although right now I'm free,
I only want to be me.

The first love can never last,
Because you have to learn from your past,
And move on,
Just move on.

poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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You're Still My Best Friend

Remember last year when we had been best friends?
We promised to never leave each other till the very end,
Remember all the memories we had spent together?
Memories that will never fade away, inside us forever.

Along our friendship there's been a lot of fights going on,
But nothing can ever break our friendship bond.
Not even a boy, not even a girl,
You're the bestest friend in the whole wide world.

We fight alot and you know it's trye,
But I'm glad we actually made it through.
The crazy things we did and the times we had spent,
Enter the graduation stage and knew a new year had began.

The next new year a new chapter began,
Knowing that things will never be the same.
We thought we could make it, taking the risk,
Never knew it would turn out like this.

I was torn between two friends and had to choose one,
Whether I like it or not, believe me it was no fun.
But what choice do I have as you were far apart,
Choosing between you and her, do you know how hard?

Eventhough it's over and nothing could ever be the same,
Well that's how life is, it's just like a game.
Eventhough I had chose her and our 'best friend days' had end,
But whatever happens, you're still my best friend.

poem by Ainin Sofiya
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