People who have tried it, tell me that a clear conscience makes you very happy and contented; but a full stomach does the business quite as well, and is cheaper, and more easily obtained.
quote by Jerome K. Jerome
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When ego is fed…
Someone would remember me:
My stomach goes full.
Someone would be grateful to me:
My stomach goes full.
Someone would broadcast of me:
My stomach goes full.
Someone would long for me:
My stomach goes full.
Whenever ego gets food,
The stomach is fed without food.
05.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Somebody's Fool
When my thoughts aren't clear or decisive
I falter and fall into a pit of despair.
I become open to any persons suggestions
and usually fall into the beguiler's care.
I know that I'm indecisive and gullible,
and I trust people too easily,
and when I do fall fowl of a trickster,
people laugh, or castigate me.
My mind is so unpredictable and unreliable,
I can't trust it to do what's right.
It nearly always makes the wrong decisions,
then my conscience keeps me awake all night.
Sometimes my headaches, with the turmoil
of my conscience and mind at war.
They continually argue for supremacy,
and I inevitably make the wrong call.
I rarely feel that I'm my own person,
I'm a marionette of my mental state,
I do wish life could be much simpler
with nothing important at stake.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Stomach with food
Dont full
Fill your stomach...at
Food...
Stomach is
Full fill
The food...
Only at only
With waste of
Basket...
Making
At your stomach...
Drink...
Eat...
A llways
With your stomach
Limet... limet...
Healf stomach
Is good...
Bada full food
Eating...
Mothley once
ok...
Every day
Not better for
Your body health...
Diside to eat food...
Daily...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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A contented stomach, a forgiving heart; but an empty stomach pardons nothing.
Worth
WORTH a sweat
that labour, eaten and swallowed,
stomach that full, contented but
not disgrace
poem by Antonio Liao
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Stomach cry
Eat
Too
Eat...
Stomach was full
Not stand
Not sit
Not walk...
Waa waa
Marrage dinner...
Mind happy
Stomach on
Body is crying...
With up
And down
with gas..ss..
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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(Ambition Poem) Business In A Dream
Technology old.
Gets a shoulder so cold.
Rather then sharing it with those less fortunate then you.
Thrown away, melted down or melt scrapped.
What if I was their just be another market for such things.
Would you believe me?
A refurbished PC.
A idealogical dream.
A business to the likes of the use car sales man.
Cheaper because its outdated.
But still a free operating system can be found on which it will run.
I'm using a fifteen plus year old computer I built from the ground up just one year ago.
Yes parts have failed, but they also have been easily replaced.
I have shared these with both family and friends.
Yet still I see no trend, in place where all are trying to cut their budgets.
Energy efficient in one way maybe not.
But in another it eliminates all that unfortunate waste.
Will the people ever have a taste for something such as this.
I wish somebody would make requests.
I have only one friend who wants one.
And I also wish I could acquire more that would otherwise be thrown away.
Oh will this love of mine lead me anywhere?
A new field which doesn't truly exist.
Oh how I wish.
This is but another business in a dream.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Consular cards are easily obtained with no proof of true identity and are easily forged.
quote by Elton Gallegly
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Kisses that are easily obtained are easily forgotten.
I enjoy money. Not enough people in this world are happy. I'm determined to be contented, and having plenty of money from working makes it easier for me.
quote by Karen Carpenter
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There Are Many Ways Of Killing Oneself
a rat poison is cheaper
a double edged knife can be good
on the wrist
but it's gonna be painful
sleeping pills a can full sure
fits your mouth
and just as good for the
stomach
that is the usual way
actors and actresses do it better
jumping over the highest building
either in Dubai or Chicago
is expensive for you still have
to pay entrance fees
or better yet you can take the gun
into your mouth
and have that relaxing feeling
of a sudden bang
your brains scatter on the floor
and the police will come later
someone innocent may even
be implicated
because of your action
and perhaps that will make
you feel better
someone's life is choked
by the FBI.
A hunger strike is dramatic
on social implication
you die on purpose like
Gandhi the great Mahatma.
Killing yourself is also a responsibility
and must be done with
extreme caution
like when you cut your wrist
staining the carpet
or you bed linens
that would be a hard job
for laundry and
dry cleaning.
These are just the ways to kill
oneself and if you are really determined
to kill yourself
do it well with art.
We cannot come on your funeral
So my dear, just dig a hole beside your
garden, and when you really like
doing it, just drag yourself
an inch away from your self-dug
grave and on the last
breath
throw yourself in and be gracious
enough to leave a note
that you are happy and contented
now in your
self-chosen world.
Feed your dogs, so they may
poo and by chance bury you
when they scratch the soil.
Nice ending isn't it?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Global economic recession
what's new in the line of business world, a part and
parcel of economy, where everyone solely lives our
survival of only what we see and feel the stomach
that is empty
what a reachable star, that we used to dream, if our
focus is just the same of what other think, that the
world is nothing but a simple bucket to full and
filled when it is needed
take back the past where everything is free, all are
not in a hurry, contented and happy for each day,
bread and honey flows in the table we always see
anything is there easy to hold in the pocket is not
heavy
all walks of life has something to say and everybody
wants to listen, no wants to be the last nor anyone
to be the first, yet! all has many things to tell
unanswer to resell, for everybody needs to hear in
the path they sail
in the world where all are just superficial and our lives
are all too artificial, recession is only a mythical
form like Greek story that needs to understand the
magic of each one to unlock the secret of economic
wisdom through, the study of the art of science
the answer lies in our hands....and the solution lies
in everyone's move, for we are the solution and
ingredients of that success
poem by Antonio Liao
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Happy Birthday
You know it doesnt make much sense
There ought to be a law against
Anyone who takes offense
At a day in your celebration
cause we all know in our minds
That there ought to be a time
That we can set aside
To show just how much we love you
And Im sure you would agree
It couldnt fit more perfectly
Than to have a world party on the day you came to be
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
I just never understood
How a man who died for good
Could not have a day that would
Be set aside for his recognition
Because it should never be
Just because some cannot see
The dream as clear as he
That they should make it become an illusion
And we all know everything
That he stood for time will bring
For in peace our hearts will sing
Thanks to martin luther king
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Why has there never been a holiday
Where peace is celebrated
All throughout the world
The time is overdue
For people like me and you
Who know the way to truth
Is love and unity to all gods children
It should never be a great event
And the whole day should be spent
In full remembrance
Of those who lived and died for the oneness of all people
So let us all begin
We know that love can win
Let it out dont hold it in
Sing it loud as you can
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Ooh yeah
Happy birthday...
We know the key to unify all people
Is in the dream that you had so long ago
That lives in all of the hearts of people
That believe in unity
Well make the dream become a reality
I know we will
Because our hearts tell us so
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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It Makes Me Happy, To Be With You
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you smile and hear you speak
and see your eyes turn softly warm,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you spreading jam and butter
on your home made scones,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To be able to put my arms around you
and draw you gently close to me,
makes me happy to be with you.
And it makes me happy, to be with you
when holding your cheek close to mine,
breathing the warmth of you
and feeling the warmth of you
soaking quietly through me,
makes my breath tremble in my chest.
You make me happy to be with you.
poem by Red O'Mara
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(V - 2004) The Lad who was called Mad
People called him mad.
Many a days
He came to my mother
He would then say
‘There is fire in my stomach’
My mother would then hurry her cooking
Soon she would serve
Rice and curry
Spiced with love and care.
He would eat to his full
And at the very next door
He would again say
‘There is fire in my stomach –
I am hungry still’
And so one day
I looked deep into him
Wondered what his hunger was for
And saw fire in his heart.
Still, he little knew that
He simply said, ‘there is fire in my stomach’
And people called him mad.
He was a sensitive lad
Some had led him astray
So he lost his senses,
Lost his way
And people called him mad.
This hurt him more
Still he had them guide him.
So, finally one day
Into the temple pond
He drowned himself
To quell for ever
The fire in him
And then the people
Who had called him mad
Said with pity, ‘Oh, how sad! ’
We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented.
quote by Walter Savage Landor
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What Can Make You Happy?
Are you happy right now or sad?
Are you bitter about your present condition?
You wonder what is wrong with your life
You wonder why others are happy
And question why some are so sad
Are happy people born that way?
Or happiness is a state of mind
What can make you happy?
Will having more money make you happy?
How much money do you need to make you happy?
If you are single and not happy!
Will having a new lover make you happy?
Will getting married make you happy?
If you are married, and not happy!
Will having more children make you happy?
Will sleeping with other people make you happy?
If you are a professional and not happy!
Will changing your profession make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will getting drunk everyday make you happy?
Will taking a new drug make you happy?
Will buying a new car make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will moving to a bigger house make you happy?
Will been promoted at work make you happy?
Will been the head of your organization
Make you happy
What can make you happy?
Always remember that what makes
You happy can make the others sad
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Provocation
People in the road
I just want to spark the anger
To see how stupid you are
Easily be manipulated
People in the world
I just want to send the danger
To see how afraid you are
Easily be terrorized
People in the cloth
I just want to scratch the fire
To see how well you are
Easily be controlled
People in the slot
I just want to point the liar
To see how shock you are
Easily be distracted
And you will dance in my hand
And I will be laughing behind
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Challenge
Something obsessed...
That has to be possessed.
And It can not be obtained too easily,
Or it will quickly be left like the rest!
It has to be tested
To ensure it's complex.
There has to be a struggle to get it...
Or it becomes a challenge,
Considered not the best one done
To test and satisfy as one can get!
These things are tricky to predict and forget!
But when a challenge comes...
And there's possible fun attached,
That's the one that traps!
And one enjoys!
Be about 'your' business...
And the challenge you choose,
Will be the one you can say you've won!
With no inner 'blues' to share with anyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Unhappy, Miserable Ones...
they say
a full stomach cannot make the brain
think,
they say too much thinking can be dangerous
for the mind
is one labyrinth that does not stop
the exit is hidden
and all you meet are walls
within walls
they say
in this world there are so many unhappy people
some for a lot of reason
a loved one taken so early
a home that breaks
a love that is wasted
hearts bleeding stabbed by the cruel dagger
of the playful
there are those who say
some people grieve over nothing and this is the saddest part of all
when reason is shattered
when that naked body runs away
a mad man
they say there are those who lie and kill and rob
in order to survive
they say there are people without conscience anymore
too many of them
i agree
completely. We have been included in what they have said.
And i can be one
among the rest....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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