Do not lengthen the quarrel while there is an opportunity of escaping.
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The Best is Good Enough
I quarrel not with destiny,
But make the best of everything-
The best is good enough for me.
Leave discontent alone, and she
Will shut her mouth and let you sing.
I quarrel not with destiny.
I take some things, or let 'em be-
Good gold has always got the ring;
The best is good enough for me.
Since fate insists on secrecy,
I have no arguments to bring-
I quarrel not with destiny.
The fellow that goes 'haw' for 'gee'
Will find he hasn't got full swing.
The best is good enough for me.
One only knows our needs, and he
Does all of the distributing.
I quarrel not with destiny:
The best is good enough for me.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Opportunity
Opportunity, it is said,
knocks but once.
Opportunity, sometimes
knocks a few times.
The gospel truth is,
Opportunity's frequency is erratic.
Opportunity is a windfall,
in true truth a one-off affair.
This explicitly explains why
To the wise the plausible option,
is to grab the first opportunity.
Striking when iron is hot
Sparing oneself the guilt
Of not grasping an opportunity,
When it itself, presents.
Opportunity to the fool,
knocks when requested.
It is there to be clasped,
when really required.
No doubt missed opportunity,
is the facet of a fool.
Be wise, act rationally
Be guided by the reasoning
The time- tested saying
‘opportunity, knocks but once'.
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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Golden Opportunity
(ian hunter)
The kids are ok
Theyre telling you now
But youre letting them down
Cause you just dont know how
And its a golden opportunity
Im spinning in space
Im laughing away
Your so pathetic
I can just hear them say
Its like a golden opportunity
You better hear it
See hear it
Its a golden opportunity
You better hear it
Get near it
Its a golden opportunity
We reckon theyre rats
Now see how they run
My house is so common
And were dumb were so dumb
And its a golden opportunity
Scream all you suckers
Scream all you can
Im losing my bluff
Its a scam its a scam
And its a golden opportunity
You better hear it
You better hear it hear it
Its like a golden opportunity
You better hear it
You better hear it hear it
Its like a golden opportunity
Alright!
You better hear it hear it
Hear it hear it
Its a golden opportunity
Hear it
Hear it
Its a golden opportunity
You better hear it
You better hear it
Its a golden opportunity
You better hear it
You better hear it
Its a golden opportunity
(fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
William Butler Yeats in Essays, Anima Hominis (1924)
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It was completely fruitless to quarrel with the world, whereas the quarrel with oneself was occasionally fruitful and always, she had to admit, interesting.
quote by Soren Kierkegaard
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Opportunity Nox
Well, I like you, I couldnt think of anything but you
For a week I was in love with your hairdo
I couldnt chew those muffins I used to
I knew I was way over the moon
When I met you, when I met you, I didnt know what to do.
When I saw you, when I saw you you said:
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im living in a box but Im out when opportunity nox...
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im living in a box but Im out when opportunity nox...
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im dying in a box but Im out when opportunity rox on
Im sleeping and Im dreaming so solo
I saw you in the crowd in the front row
You couldnt get it right in the disco
Youre dancing so much better in slo-mo
When I met you, when I met you, I didnt know what to do.
When I saw you, yeah, when I saw you, I said:
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im living in a box but Im out when opportunity nox...
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im living in a box but Im out when opportunity nox...
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Im dying in a box but Im out when opportunity rox on
song performed by by Roxette
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Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
quote by John Keats
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Running on
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
It's amazing
You're acting so crazy
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Taking off in full drive
Afraid of the full ride
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
On the move
Everyplace I try to talk to you
You don't know what to do
I really can't tell whats wrong with you
Every time you see my face
You act amazed
Stunned I'm still in this place
And haven't yet escaped
I don't know what what you're trying to do
I don't know if I should be running too
Away from who?
I need a clue
You won't give me answers
Just keep moving faster
From a huge disaster
That's trying to get after
you....and us others, too...
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
It's amazing
You're acting so crazy
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Taking off in full drive
Afraid of the full ride
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
Keep running on
What are we running from?
When is our running done?
How long is this marathon?
Answers, why aren't telling me anything?
Pushing me
Saying 'There's no escaping'
So you keep..
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
It's amazing
You're acting so crazy
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Taking off in full drive
Afraid of the full ride
You're trying to persuade me
There's no escaping
Running on
But you, don't know what you're running from
Hiding on
But you, don't know what you're hiding from
poem by Sugar Bear
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Surrender
Is this real enough for you,
You were so confused.
Now that you've decided to stay,
We'll remain together.
You can depend on me,
You belong to me.
Breath in and take my life in you,
No longer myself, only you,
There's no escaping me, my love,
Surrender.
Darling, there's no sense in running,
You know I will find you.
Everything is perfect now,
We can live forever.
You can depend on me,
You belong to me.
Breath in and take my life in you,
No longer myself, only you,
There's no escaping me, my love,
Surrender.
I don't know me,
You don't...
Breath in and take my life in you,
No longer myself, only you,
There's no escaping me, my love,
Surrender.
Surrender.
Surrender.
Surrender.
No will from me, right through me,
There's no escaping from me.
song performed by by Evanescence
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Matter closed
Who said what
Does not matter
It needs two
To make a quarrel.
I said nothing
Matter closed
If you said yes
I said no.
Quarrel begin
And I am
In between.
And I withdrew
Myself
To go the light
That is in my
Reading room's shelf.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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You will surely die!
Opportunity what is that?
Is it bad or good?
Is a relationship with another
Person an opportunity to grow or to die...
As in I wish I were dead.
A woman is indeed a rare, rare opportunity
And if you ever get the chance to meet such
An opportunity...
And mistreat her, you will surely die.
A woman is the cradle of life...
She is a pandora box...
She is also a fox.
A woman is awake up smile
A mother to a child
A doctor or lawyer when she need be...
She was created for the world and me.
So an opportunity to be in the company of woman is rare.
God created such perfection there...emotional perfection.
Woman is an opportunity of good will...
Still.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Scrutinizing Of An Opportunity
To scrutinize an opportunity,
Will be one less opportunity one will see...
To be scrutinized again.
And for those that do this...
Hopefully that scrutinizing of an opportunity,
Wasn't disrespectfully or publicly done.
And didn't appear with others near,
Witnessing it being unappreciated.
Leaving the scrutinizer...
With fewer less opportunities to come.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quarrels
There's not much time. All the reasons to quarrel;
used up moments, and never you are right. life
Crumbles when we fight- why not wait to reason,
and then call your rights. Is a thing we all feel…to
win the quarrel against the other. What makes you
think you are always right- you’re full of egocentric
thoughts and lock of selfless. The mirror looks
back- not knowing who reflects. Full of it you!
You detest my opinions and speech, all my intensions
of deed, turn dark. The enemy looks sweeter than you.
I never know which words to speak, where to
start or even how to end...when you try to seduce
my thoughts you end up in quarrels somehow,
it never ends, it never stops, Then you ask “forgive
me” And the humble spirit in me forgives- but again
the war comes back to defeat our peace. Quarrel.
Without you he just can’t be.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Escaping backward to perceive
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Escaping backward to perceive
The Sea upon our place—
Escaping forward, to confront
His glittering Embrace—
Retreating up, a Billow's height
Retreating blinded down
Our undermining feet to meet
Instructs to the Divine.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Crawl
Hopeless dead wretched failing
never escaping never escaping
Hopeless dead wretched failing
Never escaping never escaping
Beg for your life pray for your life
Beg for your life into the light
Into the light you were right
Into the light Save my life
Crawl to your destination
Crawl to obliteration
Crawl in your desperation
Crawl to annihilation
Hopeless dead wretched failing
Never escaping never escaping
Hopeless dead wretched failing
Never escaping never escaping
Beg for your life pray for your life
Into the light into the light
Crawl to your destination
Crawl to obliteration
Crawl in your desperation
Crawl to annihilation
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Why Throw Away An Opportunity
Each day presents,
Another opportunity to vent!
Doesn't it?
And why throw away an opportunity?
Have you noticed that those who lie,
About 'one' thing...
Can be relied upon to lie about 'everything'?
You can go to Vegas with that one. Bet 'and' win!
The odds will be highly in your favor.
Walk into 'any' casino blindfolded...
And amaze yourself with the results.
And how about the ones,
Invited to come to your home.
And treated with the utmost of hospitality.
Only to leave to complain about the decor.
Needless to say,
These folks don't get invitations anymore.
They shouldn't.
Each day presents,
Another opportunity to vent!
Doesn't it?
And why throw away an opportunity?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Those Who Don't Recognize Opportunities
Deciding an opportunity,
One gets that comes.
Will await until a decision has been made,
By the one who perceives.
An opportunity staring in one's face,
Is obligated to stay in place.
Until that decision to take it has been done.
Should not stun the one.
Who gets an opportunity that abruptly leaves,
To be discussed with digust as a memory.
For those who do not recognize opportunities.
They will never experience them for what they are.
Or when to take them immediately.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Escaping Reality
Everyone has their own way
of escaping the tortures of life
Some write, some daydream, some listen to the music of today
These tools bring pleasure in repelling
pain, hurt, and depression of the cycleyou call everyday life
My way of escaping reality
is the process of closing my eyes and falling asleep
in my cold frigid environment of rest
wrapped closely in covers dreaming away
Closing my eyes brings pleasure to
my bittersweet life and sweetens my dreams
Dreaming of my candy clouds in the sky
Dreaming of candy filled farms
Dreaming of rainbows and gold at the foot
brings hopefulness into my life and
helps me survive the hell people call life
realeasing feelings I have bottled up inside
Letting go of the attitude I contained that night
Escaping reality lets go of the built up tension
which has contaminated my mind and thoughts
and complicates my judgement
releasing the killer that has stolen my happiness
Stabbing and salting the wound of childhood deprivation
Escaping reality gives me the gift of forgiveness
and reincarnates a new me day-to-day
in hopes of continuing the new day
as I have completed the last
release the killer that makes your life fade away
escaping reality gives me a bloodless win
over life itself from time to time
and will continue to do so forever
find your way of escaping before it makes
you a numb bloodsucking killer of those who walk alone the earth today
Opportunity And Ability
I was in Osmena Park
one sharp noon
Two twilight-aged folks
were talking while playing
chess board game
one said to his opponent
my son has the ability
but my son has no opportunity
and the other said
my son has opportunity
but my son lacks ability
I had learned
luck comes when opportunity and
ability meet
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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