. . .you said good friends are hard to come by I laughed and bought you a beer 'cause it's too corny to cry well sentiment given and sentiment lost you shook it off with a smirk and a toss and you were only joking.
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Joking
You said the world was magic
I was wide-eyed and laughing
We were dancing up to the bright side
Forget about your ego
Forget about your pride
And you will never have to compromise
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
We talked about our mothers
Kissed the wounds of our fathers
I could have been your sister
I would have been your brother
You kissed me like I was a soldier
Headed for a war
I dying man but I dont know what for
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
You were only joking
(wide-eyed and laughing)
You were only joking brother
(dancing up to the bright side)
Gravel and glass on the bottom of my feet
I bruised my heels on the swollen street
We were girls in bars
Boys on the town
Bumping like a pinball off a careless crowd
You said good friends are hard to come by
I laughed and bought you a beer
Its too corny to cry
Well sentiment given
Oh sentiment lost
You shake it off with a smirk and a toss
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
You were only joking
Were only joking brother
And you were only joking
(gravel and glass on the bottom of my feet)
You were only joking brother
(I bruised my heels on the swollen street)
You kissed me like a soldier heading for a war
(joking)
Im a dying man
(you were only joking)
And you were only joking
(dont know what for)
(dying man)
You were only joking brother
(dont know what for)
And you were only
And you were only
And you were only joking
Brother
One two three four
Ah yeah
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
(wide eyed and laughing)
Sha la
(dancing up to the bright side)
Sha la
(wide eyed and laughing)
Sha la
(dancing up to the bright side)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Diotima
'Diotima', I asked, 'what is truth? '
'Truth', she said, is the operation of logic welcomed by Sentiment so long as it upholds certain foregone conclusions.'
'Well, then, ' I continued, scratching my head', 'what is Sentiment? '
'Sentiment', she said, 'is the conviction of the majority that its conclusions have something to do with the truth.'
'Oh. Thanks.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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To My Very Dear Teacher , Dr Rubina Kamran
To some, Love is just mere words
To me it's a sentiment
A sentiment I get every time I look into your eyes
A sentiment I get when I realize you are my mentor
and when I need you most when needed comforting
You always found the time.
Your expressions were so soothing
Thank-you
For being there when I needed you most
For being my rock when I had no earth to stand
Thank you
For believing in me, even when I was misgiving myself
For being the one person I could confide in
For you my love is forever strong
never changing for all time...
when I need you most
No matter what, no matter where
You were always there to appease me
Thank you
for being with me my dear teacher
I am so proud to claim
I love you
Now and forever
poem by Dr Shamim ali
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It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment, independence now and independence forever.
quote by Daniel Webster
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It's not surprising, then, they get bitter, they cling to guns or religion or antipathy to people who aren't like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations.
quote by Barack Obama
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Public sentiment is everything. With public sentiment, nothing can fail. Without it, nothing can succeed.
quote by Abraham Lincoln
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The difference between sentiment and being sentimental is the following: Sentiment is when a driver swerves out of the way to avoid hitting a rabbit on the road. Being sentimental is when the same driver, when swerving away from the rabbit, hits a pedestrian.
quote by Frank Herbert
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0319 For Jake - A Sloppigram
Some days I love crap sentiment
’cause I know there’s real sentiment under there
Some days I love silly pomes
’cause I know it takes a happy man to be silly
Some days I love rude messages
’cause they’re a way of not saying loving, embarrassing things
about special people
Hi Jake
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Affection is the greatest of human feelings because it is made of respect, of lucidity, and light. To understand the truth and make one's self equal to it is everything; and to love is the same thing as to know and to understand. Affection, which I call also compassion, because I see no difference between them, dominates everything by reason of its clear sight. It is a sentiment as immense as if it were mad, and yet it is wise, and of human things it is the only perfect one. There is no great sentiment which is not completely held on the arms of compassion.
quote by Henri Barbusse
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Some forms of democratic sentiment are naturally hostile to Friendship because it is selective and an affair of the few. To say "These are my friends" implies "Those are not".
C.S. Lewis in The Four Loves
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Divorce and Separation
It's a hard time separation
The time before divorce
It's hard on either party
Even harder when the cause
Is something there within you
That ate you from the start
You end up with accountants
When first you gave your heart.
A whole parcel of our lives is there
Long lost inside the mail
The feelings that we once had
When we thought we could not fail
To grow old and grey together
And be dreaming of the past.
Now these fondness dreams are over
And the time for sentiment has passed
I could not be the man you loved
Nor did you want to be
The one who helped my dreaming
And just let me be me.
poem by David Keig
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You Can Stir Up Much Havoc
There are things I don't know.
Will you hold me to demands...
I make you understand,
That which I don't know.
There are things you don't know.
And I have no expectations grand...
You will suddenly take command,
To show you do know.
You've come to complicate my life.
And I don't like it.
One bit.
You can stir up much havoc.
Like a habit.
To fit..
Underneath any sentiment.
There are things I don't know.
Will you hold me to demands...
I make you understand,
That which I don't know.
And I don't know,
What you think I should know.
You've come to complicate my life.
And I don't like it.
One bit.
You can stir up much havoc.
Like a habit.
To fit..
Underneath any sentiment,
In me!
You can stir up much havoc.
Like a habit.
To fit..
Underneath any sentiment,
In me!
You've come to complicate my life.
And I don't like it.
One bit.
And this is it.
I think we should admit.
Quit and leave.
You can stir up much havoc.
Like a habit.
I think we should admit.
Quit it and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paintings are like a beer, only beer tastes good and it's hard to stop drinking beer.
quote by Billy Carter
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Ultimate Mystery
If dark matter and energy comprise
most of the universe
then most of what we see is
bounded by limitlessness-
most, is therefore unknown..
How profound
is this?
The suspicion grows
from hint to sentiment
that what we think of
as dead matter
might be alive.
If the Universe is expanding
and surely it is
then Big Bang Theory
might be simple growth.
The suspicion grows from hint
to sentiment
that dead matter is in fact alive.
If sub-atomic uncertainty
is true
and quantum physics says it is
we then must contemplate that
electrons
pop in and out of existence.
Here and not here;
In this world and not in this world.
A hint: multiple existences.
The air I breath
is ultimate mystery
for not only I
but it
must also be alive.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Einstein Man
'Sorrow, ' she said 'sticks to me like flypaper
follows me around, covers everything I try to do,
makes me cry into my beer.'
He said:
Now that don't seem true to me from here where I sit.'
She looked at him sideways and said:
'And how would you know that, seeing as how you don't even know me? '
'A man got instincts for these things, at least some of us do.'
'Men, ' she snorted, 'got instincts and its all below the waist, all.' she said.
He continued ignoring her, And you don't have to teach a bee how to like honey.'
She smiled at him, looking him over.
'What your name honey? '
She looked at him wide eyed and said:
You can just call me honey until I know you better, stalkers and all come in here sometimes.'
'Well.' he said you just might as well call me honeybee then.' he said smiling.
'Which makes me curious.' she said', 'is what are you doing in here anyway, you don't look all beat up like the rest of these jokers. You got a story or what? '
'Yes, I do have a story' he said after looking around furtively with his best spy vs. spy look, 'and what a story it is.'
'If you add popcorn and another beer I just might listen.' she said. I'm not busy now.'
He laughed and then smiled slowly, 'I think I was right about you honey, sense of humor too, that's sexy to a man.'
'Hold your horses cowboy, this here is just conversatin' and nothing more.'
He leaned back and stoked his chin.
'As far as I can remember I never had a home, wasn't even born I think. Just woke up one day on this planet.'
She laughed.
'No seriously.' he said. 'Happened just like that.'
'Now that gets my attention.' she said.
'Hoped it would, ' he said. 'Truth is I am Albert Einstein.'
She spittled her beer, laughing.
'My, my, ' she said you more interesting than a stack of hundred dollars bills, I say'
He looked at her sideways, and said, 'Not joking.'
To be continued
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Irony of Love
Irony is a literary or rhetorical device.
The essayist Henry Watson Fowler wrote:
“any definition of irony
—though hundreds might be given,
and very few of them would be accepted—
must include this,
that the surface meaning
and the underlying meaning of
what is said are not the same.'
He left out that any definition of
Irony must include that it is cruel.
I never understood
The meaning of irony
Or how cruel it can be,
Until you told me,
That though you may love me,
You find it difficult to
Hear the words
“I love you” from me.
You see, some three years ago
You jokingly said
'I love you' to me,
And I begged you
Never to utter those words again.
Not because I did not want to hear them,
But because they were difficult for me.
They carried heart-felt consequences
That I did not want to face.
So, I shut out my heart and followed my head.
And in life filled with so many regrets,
It was the biggest mistake I ever made.
The irony,
After some thousand days have past,
You uttered the same
Imprudent sentiment to me.
This sentiment is the definition of irony –
The surface meaning
And underlying meaning are not the same.
Because although I asked you not to say
“I love you”,
It is all I wanted to hear.
The cruelty,
That now that heaven has at last
Blessed, cursed me with
Clarity of the heart,
And I want to say what I mean
With no different underlying sentiment,
You tell me you do not
Want to hear these words from me.
But the most ironic and cruelest part,
Will be,
If you make the same mistake I made
And keep from me what is within your heart.
poem by Hal Caufield
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How Can This Be
Whispering in class
Laughing at lunch
Joking at each other, but seeing it coming
And I’m on top of the world
How can this be
She has friends everywhere
And it’s hard to find mine
My real friends
Emerging
From a planet still standing
Laughing
And waiting up
Learning
What we didn’t know before
What was hard to contemplate…
How can this be
Nobody Knows When You're Down And Out
Once I lived the life of a millionaire,
Spent all my money, I just did not care.
Took all my friends out for a good time,
Bought bootleg whisky, champagne and wine.
Then I began to fall so low,
Lost all my good friends, I did not have nowhere to go.
I get my hands on a dollar again,
I'm gonna hang on to it till that eagle grins.
'Cause no, no, nobody knows you
When you're down and out.
In your pocket, not one penny,
And as for friends, you don't have any.
When you finally get back up on your feet again,
Everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend.
Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt,
Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
When you finally get back upon your feet again,
Everybody wants to be your good old long-lost friend.
Said it's mighty strange,
Nobody knows you,
Nobody knows you,
Nobody knows you when you're down and out
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If Cohen Would
O, Cohen, hear our song of sentiment!
Withdraw thy sordid thoughts from cent. per cent.,
And, for, the sake of Empire, gentle Yid,
Lend us a million quid.
If England's great Financial Houses would
Back up our aspirations as they should,
If we could influence cold £ s. d.
By sentiment and words of loyalty,
What joy - and cash - were ours! Ay, what a loan
We'd gaily spend - if our true aims were known.
How might we proudly flaunt our nationhood!
If Cohen only would.
If uncle owned a little sentiment,
And pondered less upon his much per cent.;
If blind financiers could he made to see
The high cash value of our loyalty,
How they would rush, with many offers rash,
And load us up with piles and piles of cash;
And gladly shower rich gifts upon the land,
Could they but understand!
Behold the grand beginning we have made!
When Empire called us, did we stand afraid?
Nay; but we said, 'We are the proud new land!
And with the nations shall we take our stand.
The arms to guard our shores shall be our own!
If, please, you will assist us with a loan,
We'll teach our foes that their designs are rash!...
Do you advance the cash?'
Alas! he turns a deaf ear to our claims;
For gushing loyalty and noble aims
With Cohen count for poor security.
There is no sentiment in £ s. d.,
For who would search grey London through and through
And hope to find the Sentimental Jew;
Then crave a loan on aspirations? Nay!
'Der bishness vouldn't bay.'
O Cohen, if thine heart we cannot touch,
Then on the old pawn-ticket, say, how much?
Thou wilt advance in cash to guard for thee
Thine old security?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Frustration
Sorry
a noble sentiment.
Never meaningless.
But incapable
of changing
what is.
Or has occurred.
Useless.
Sterile.
With out integrity sincerity.
Reconciliation fortitude.
Rebirth is stillborn.
Present repository
pain absorptive
wallowing insanity.
Sorry
a noble sentiment.
Never meaningless.
But incapable
of changing
what is now, dark disgusted, manifest.
If it remains
in splendor spite heightened
ignoble glorious dishonourable disapproval.
Glorified sufferance
hypothetical vengeance
self imposed isolation.
Seed genuine germinated
complete compassionate
heartfelt repentance.
Is this then treasured purified
trusted washed clean seed,
phoenix tender love; newly sin free sown?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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