I think it was a good challenge for me to get my reactions across without being able to speak.
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Your Silence
I have spoken long enough
I have spoken well enough
Now let me be silent
And see how Silence speaks
Hear the words unspoken
For you could never speak
And whenever I asked you
All I could ever hear, was:
Your Silence…
Yes, that very Silence of yours
Which sucked all my life out
making me feel miserable
day in and day out
Still I kept holding on,
hoping on and hanging on…
If you could ever speak
Yet you never spoke up
Instead, offered me a challenge
A challenge to a broken heart?
A challenge to a defeated soul?
Oh! How Ruthless you could be…
And still you ever want me
To keep hearing your silence
And make some meaning of it all
I told you long before
Silence never works for me
I am a woman of words…
It might work well for you
So be it, my love…
If that is what you call ‘friendship’
Let you be silent
And me be too
And we can still remain ‘friends’
For if you speak
And I speak too
Who knows, One day
We might become foes…
And I would rather die
A Friend of yours
Than choose to be a Foe.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Some Premeditate What They Say
When I speak,
I am not team motivated.
Nor am I representing a cause,
From a membership of devoted worship.
When I speak,
Sometimes I do admit...
My head is quick to release words,
My heart has not had an opportunity to examine...
Before my lips respond.
But when I do speak,
I have to deliver my words with honesty.
Some premeditate what they say.
As if to have had rehearsed their reactions as well.
I do this.
And I know I am not alone.
I have to control my temper,
The best way I can.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Ask Me
I got ideas but I dont know it all
And when I speak you know my voice is small
And when Im walking down the street
I never smile at folks I meet
Cause I know they wont smile at me
Now ask yourself why this should be
But if you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
If you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
I got feelings but they dont count for much
And I shake my fist but I got no power as such
But if I tell you what I see
Dont throw my words right back at me
Cause I cant shout and I cant moan
Cause I got problems of my own
But if you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
If you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
Someday soon I gotta learn enough
To justify my actions
Until then I want you all to try
To share my gut reactions
Gut reactions
But if you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
If you want the answers
If you want the answers
Dont ask me
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Milton challenges you all poets
Mentor Milton is gone
His heir is on
Today let you all know
The power of Milton reigns in me
For you should all hide your pen
I challenge you all
My poetry is the door to our century
I challenge you all
Am Oba king of poet
For who shall challenge
All poets are fools
Nay, the world is new
Respond my summon if truly you are great
Ignore, believing i am great
I challenge you all fools
How Long Should The Last Laugh Take
Their challenge?
To unwind themselves,
From their own entanglements.
My challenge?
To do the best I can,
Not to smile too broadly.
The challenge we face together?
Deciding if forgiveness pays.
Since forgetting is out of the question!
And how long should the last laugh take?
Ten.
Twenty.
Or thirty years?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Language That The Poor Wants To Speak
do you speak good English?
do you take pride in it and then use it to impress others
and swindle them
into a belief that they are inferior?
they have feelings too
of humiliation
which even in such a sad state
wish that their humiliation
speak good English still
they always think that English will give them
a good job
a better standing in the society
a flare of fashionable tongue
you make them cry
but still they want to speak that cry in English too
foolish!
but can you blame them?
you who hold that power and might
you who have taken all what they once had
and made them
worse within
themselves
despite which,
they still want to be like you
to speak like you
a god
how sad!
you have never known the language of love
the grammar of generosity
the syntax of sympathy
that language that good English
sometimes has forgotten
to utter
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One Word Took Joy Away.
Today i stand on the low mountain,
trying to memorize in ma brain,
to figure out what happened,
was it fate, mistake, or destiny,
I feel thirsty as am thinking,
as i can't believe it's happening,
after seven years of suffering,
now this was the finalizing,
five years trying to push me away,
we failed for that anyway,
Joy appeared seventh year on the way,
I felt flying having that Joy,
Even if people change on the way,
the original nature will always stay,
the power of the name will be high,
My joy didn't understand that anyway,
My origin tribe weaknesses,
I should be carefully on words selections,
counting my words was wickedness,
as actions speak louder than words,
i take my time composing poems,
finding jokes into different forms,
thank God i know the outcomes,
that human reactions isn't uniforms.
We count reactions we receive,
we forget the Environment we deceive,
we cheer and shout for things we deserve,
we forget how badly we behave,
Good words and things for us,
Bad words and things for them,
THESE ARE THE WORDS I CURSE,
'I DON'T RESPECT YOU THEY ARE.
If we believe and have faith in us,
God will always lead us in our respectable way,
if we count faults everyday,
waiting for what is pure,
we will loose it all,
AM NOT PERFECT I KNOW,
NEITHER DO I NEED THE CLEAN HEART,
IT'S A HIGH WAY TO RECEIVE ANOTHER JOY.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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The conscious mind determines the actions, the unconscious mind determines the reactions; and the reactions are just as important as the actions.
quote by E. Stanley Jones
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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 Same Story, The same History
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....
why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....
why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Allah's Body's Brain and Heart
Inside Allah's body's brain
Sub-atomic reactions take place
Endlessly
Inside Allah's body's heart
Nuclear reactions take place
Endlessly
poem by Asif Andalib
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Heart fully yell 'There is a hero in me
I heart fully yell
There is a hero in me
Based on my prowess
Skill and experience
I took up this challenge
But, the challenge ahead is
Breathtaking
Demands all the potentials of my strengths
I hold on before it for a while
Assess the challenge-meeting requirements
Try to accomplish
Fail once, twice
And a number of times
Now I know my weaknesses too
I garner all the strengths in me
I harness all my acquired multifaceted skills
I am prepared better now to
Face the challenge
Yes, I proved a success
Reach the destination
Where I want to be
And I heart fully yell
There is a hero in me
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Up For The Challenge
Up for the challenge,
And wearing brand new boots.
Up for the challenge.
I've got something to prove!
If I win or lose.
Depictions make no sense.
Whether intended,
Or made by accident.
Up for the challenge,
And wearing brand new boots.
Up for the challenge.
I've got something to prove!
If I win or lose.
Someone others thought a fool,
Maybe one who someday rules!
Some have no purpose but to fly at night like bats.
Some have no purpose but to chitter chat in packs.
Some have no purpose but to stir up tit for tats...
And,
Be petty like that.
'Cause...
That is where their minds are at!
Up for the challenge.
And I know that I can manage it!
Up for the challenge,
And wearing brand new boots.
Up for the challenge,
'Cause I've got something to prove.
Depictions make no sense.
Whether intended,
Or made by accident.
But I admit I get incensed,
When no one but me pays my rent!
'Oh? '
No 'Oh'.
Some have no purpose but to fly at night like bats.
And...
Some have no purpose but to chitter chat in packs.
And...
Some have no purpose but to stir up tit for tats.
And...
Be petty like that,
'Cause...
That is where their minds are at!
Up for the challenge.
And I know that I can manage it!
'Oh? '
Up for the challenge.
And I know that I can manage it.
Up for the challenge,
And no doubts are taking space up...
In my mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reactions Difficult To Detach
Unknowledgeable about one's own history...
And yet publicly denouncing,
A history documented by another...
May 'be' one's druthers to do.
However...
If one has committed,
To speak with untruths as is done...
It should behoove others advocating their trust,
By a giving of that to one who speaks up...
To have that someone representing their interests,
To make their speeches with facts attached.
And not spill ignorance from their guts!
With embarrassing reactions difficult to detach.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like any show, I think some episodes are going to be stronger than others, but I think it's a good show that people enjoy and I hear the reactions too.
quote by Anthony Michael Hall
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Discretion of speech is more than eloquence, and to speak agreeably to him with whom we deal is more than to speak in good words, or in good order.
quote by Francis Bacon
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We who have the final word can speak softly or angrily. We can seek to challenge and annoy, as we need not stay docile and quiet.
quote by William O. Douglas
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Sometimes
Sometimes you feel that your presence isnt very much affecting the people around you.
Sometimes you feel left-out, you feel lost.
Sometimes you want to speak your heart out but could see no one around.
Sometimes you desperately wait for someone to knock at your door but could hear not even some hush.
Sometimes you find yourself biting your dinner alone.
Sometimes you crave for a good night kiss.
Sometimes the blanket cannot even calm your shivers.
Sometimes no one look at your eyes.
Sometimes you act stupid, intentionally, to grab attention but find no reactions.
Sometimes you lie at the corner with your ear plugs plunged in your ears and remain unnoticed.
Sometimes you just stare at the rose drying in the corner of your room.
Sometimes you cannot sleep with lights off.
Sometimes you wake up on a wet pillow.
Sometimes you sit wondering what went wrong and neither have anyone to explain.
Sometimes you call the dearest and get no response....
poem by Jaya Mishra
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I Use To Play Basketball
Do you play basketball?
'I can.
I did.
Why do you ask? '
And...
You live in Connecticut, right?
'Yes.'
I've noticed from your writing,
There is a biting that defies description.
'What has that have to do with my ability to play basketball? '
Just curious.
Your eyes are penetrating.
As if you seek a challenge from me.
'A challenge?
From 'you'?
I said...
I use to play basketball.
In my much younger days.
However...
If I had been prepared for a challenge to play games,
I would have brought along a blindfold.
That's how confident I am of winning.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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