Well I am grooming him, he has a boxing trainer that knows what he is talking about, and once he has that he is able to put everything together and he listens, and when somebody listens they are able to accomplish anything.
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Lifeboy
Swinging on the lifeline
Fraying bits of twine
Entangled in the remnants of the
Knot I left behind
And asking you to help me make it
Finally unwind
But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you dont get a refund
If you overpray
And when the line is breaking
And when Im near the end
When all the time spent leading
Ive been following instead
When all my thoughts and memories are
Left hanging by a thread
God never listens...
Stranded on this slender string
The minutes seem to last a lifetime
Dangling here between the light above
And blue below that drags me down
But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you dont get a refund
If you overpray
song performed by by Phish
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She Talks About Love
Once in a lifetime....
Down at the end, the end of the line
There's a girl who waits for love
She is the one he's hoping for
But there's another one she's thinking of
She doesn't know his name, doesn't know his face
She'll recognize the feeling in any case
She'll be swept away by the flies inside
Make her beautiful, make her come alive
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She falls and she falls but never laughs
In the arms of the one she wants
Fights for a dream she's never seen
In a world of rocks and stones
Ands she knows it's there, knows it does exist
A feeling oh so real, almost divine bliss
Takes her breath away, a gem beyond compare
Makes her weak in the knees, she knows that love is rare
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
The measure of time
Will prevent what's mine
She believes in once upon a time
Once in a lifetime
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Unicorn 9
For most of those who are graced to see it, the vision’s enough –
they bring humility, are still, drink in
this creature, which for a space of time
is in this world, and yet not of this world,
who shows them who they are, and always were –
so what is known, is known; they leave its presence
as themselves.
but some find it’s quite natural to speak,
as one might bear a sacrifice in outstretched arms
of all that is and is not of themselves.
That glorious creature does not speak; but listens:
listens with, as if, the one point of its horn which brings
its ears to its eyes; gazes as it listens; a gentle, mild, sweet gaze;
listens, gazes, with its whole wise, understanding presence;
and having spoken, or not spoken, all leave
as themselves; knowing themselves to have
the whole universe as their measure.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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And The Walls Fell Down
When morning time breaks
My lonely heart aches, yeah
But no one I touch
Can tell me how much
A lonely heart takes
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown
I look for your light
By day and by night
Im wasting my time
Just trying to find
Your face in my life
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown (fade out)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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None of us will ever accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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It's Not So Funny
Walking 'round the town with nothing to do
Rock-n-roll ringin' in my ears
Why ajust my mind, just singin' the blues
Got to find a way out of here
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
You say when you grow up you'll have what you want
And everything that you need
What is the use of having it all
If you listen and never be seen
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got the money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
If I could suddenly be older
I'd show them all and bring them down to my size
My parents tell me you're not the only one
There's a lot of kids around like you
If all of us kids got together for fun
We'd show you a thing or two
No no no
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
It's not so funny
I ain't got no money
It's not so funny
I ain't got no money
It's not so funny
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Her Best Friend
He left a message on her voicemail
She saved it and she listens
She listens and burns.
She is a fool
Such a fool!
An innocent knee
Pressed against hers
Sets her alight where they touch
She is a fool
Such a fool
She listens to his beautiful words,
And lets them flow to the middle of her heart,
As she stares at the base of his throat.
She is a fool,
Such a fool
As soon as he leaves her
She feels a universe of hidden sentiments
Descend upon her tongue
She is a fool,
Because...because....
She shares him with so many just like her,
And she's the easy target amongst them all.
Alas...he'll have her gentle heart forever,
Because she is a fool
Only a fool.
© 2012
poem by Ruby Honeytip
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I Tell You Now I'm Not The One Who You Think I Am
Being of the top I never wanted
Take it, and be gone satans son
For I am not who you want.
Of great intellects I'm not
I see my self as a hack
Because someone says your good
This is not what I do
Only as a hobby I keep telling you
But know one listens.
No one ever listens.
In time it is something I shall not be missing
Let them be the poe's
Let them be the blake's
Let them be the shakespear's and frost's
For I am not them and care nothing for the fame
I hate it, as Bob Dylan hates his fans
I tell you now I'm not the one who you think I am
I most of all hate the censorship that comes with it.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Blister
Lately I cant breathe
Waiting theyre chasing me
No one listens but Im ok with it
Only I wonder why
If only my hands werent tied
The worlds a blister
But Im ok with it
What if I was there
What if I was scared
Im waiting for...
Theyre at my door
But Ill be back again
Lonely, Im wandering
Patrolling for enemies
No one listens but Im ok with it
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Mind has no logic
I am averse to my son-in-law.
He never listens to my daughter.
I am averse to my daughter-in- law.
My son listens more to her.
Mind is idiotic, no use of logic.
30.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Want To Be The One
(chuck cannon/lari white/gary nicholson)
I see those other guys
I hear em tell you lies
That same old song they sing
They only want one thing
I know youre searching for
Something thats so much more
I wanna give it to ya
I wanna be the one
The one who makes you feel something real
The one and only one
The one who gets down deep - plays for keeps
I wanna be the one
The one who talks it through - listens to you
Please let me be the one
The one who truly knows you - just let me show you
I wanna make you see
The possibilty
Of all that we can be
For all eternity
And when you fall in love
Yeah, really fall in love
I wanna be the one
Girl you dont know me well
But someday time will tell
These dreams I promise you
Youll see them all come true
Im talking band of gold
Im talking soul to soul
And I aint just talking baby... ooh
I wanna be the one
The one who makes you feel something real
The one and only one
The one who gets down deep - plays for keeps
I wanna be the one
The one who talks it through - listens to you
Please let me be the one
The one who truly knows you - just let me show you
And when you fall in love
Yeah, really fall in love
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one - ooh let me be the one
song performed by by Lonestar
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Mystic Sorrow
Mystic Sorrow listens for laughter
To know when it stops
So she may come after
And leave a scar in laughter's place
And listens for tears
And makes no haste
To smile and party
With the laughter she stole
And pray her days
With her problematic soul
Will forever be gone
And do her no wrong
And she may live on
Happy and whole
poem by Plague Rose
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Thing Language
This ocean, humiliating in its disguises
Tougher than anything.
No one listens to poetry. The ocean
Does not mean to be listened to. A drop
Or crash of water. It means
Nothing.
It
Is bread and butter
Pepper and salt. The death
That young men hope for. Aimlessly
It pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. No
One listens to poetry.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Shade
In the woods…
The shade
comes to listen
In the shade…
Veined leaves
and silver firs glisten
In the veins…
There courses
voices of the trees
In the trees…
The shade listens
then grieves
The shade comes…
The shade listens…
Then leaves…
poem by David Whalen
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427
All of her days have gone soft and cloudy
All of her dreams have gone dry
All of her nights have gone sad and shady
She’s getting ready to fly
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Life in the city can make you crazy
For sounds of the sand and the sea
Life in a high-rise can make you hungry
For things that you can’t even see
Fly away, fly away, fly away
In this whole world there’s nobody as lonely as she
There’s nowhere to go and there’s nowhere that she’d rather be
She’s looking for lovers and children playing
She’s looking for signs of the spring
She listens for laughter and sounds of dancing
She listens for any old thing
Fly away, fly away, fly away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I like boxing movies. One of the hardest things for me to watch as far as boxing films, is the boxing. The actual boxing usually sucks.
I can't believe
I can't believe,
That nobody listens to me,
To what I have to say.
I can't believe,
That there is nobody to talk to,
When I need to be able to talk to someone.
I can't believe,
That your not here,
Not talking to me,
Not acknowledging me.
I can't believe,
That you would ignore me,
When I need you the most.
I can't believe,
I can't believe.
poem by Selina Gurgacz
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Words
I've been thinking
a lot about me
and the art of good conversation
everyone talks and nobody listens
and the wind blows my words away.
I've been thinking a lot
about me
and the art of communication
if nobody listens
there's no need to talk
and the wind blows my words away.
You see I've been thinking
a lot
about me
and my final destination
Death has a strange fascination for me
and words are my only salvation.
poem by Gillian Commerford
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The Wall
What difference
between
talking to a wall
and stolid stubborn
that cannot
be told?
The wall listens!
With omnipotent silence...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hoping For Footsteps (Stream XV)
Her door ajar, I try to slide past
Know from the past
That she listens.
Lonely she listens,
Listens in hope,
Hoping for footsteps
Stepping her way.
She catches me on the stairs
Me stacked with laundry.
She expectant,
Stands with folded arms,
A shelf for her ample bosom,
Blocking my way.
'Done your washing then? '
'Um' I say noncommittally
But now she has her opening
And opening her mouth
Tells tales of progeny
And their progeny.
She lives her life vicariously
For they live far off
Only seen on high-days and holidays.
I Listen,
Watch her wattles
Shake and quiver
As she delivers, what to her, is vital news,
Which is no news.
This sad cackling hen.
I feel stuck between the stairs and the stars
No where to bolt.
No bolt hole,
I half listen
Nodding.
Nodding off
Smiling I shake her off.
'Sorry very busy, must go' I say.
A lie.
Later I think-
How sad.
To be the single highlight of her day.
poem by Paul Brookes
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