I have the fault of being a little more sincere than is proper.
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pride it’s all your fault
Pride it’s all your fault we in this mess
Pride it’s all your fault we are suffering
Pride it’s all your fault people are shedding blood
Pride it’s all your fault families are destroyed
Pride it’s all your fault people are so greedy and selfish
Pride it’s all your fault people have no love
Pride it’s all your fault are so jealous of each other
Pride it’s all your fault people are so lost
Pride it’s all your fault dying from this horrible diseases
Pride it’s all your fault we have so many orphans
Pride it’s all your fault people are betraying each other
Pride it’s all your fault are dying of hunger
Pride it’s all your fault fathers are sleeping with their children
Pride it’s all your fault people are so heartless
Pride it’s all your fault there is no peace, unity and harmony in this world
Pride it’s all your fault we have all this sorrow
Pride it’s all your fault God has rejected us
Pride it’s all your fault people are so evil
And they have decided to be in love with evil rather than good
You have ruined this world
You are to blame for all this misery
If lucifer did not have pride in his heart we wouldn’t be in this mess
Pride it all your fault! ! !
Vangile Mtyali
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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It's My Fault
Everything is my fault
I am guilty for everything
Even for loving you
Which of course was a bad thing
You broke my heart
Not only with one girl but three girls
It's my fault
I am not everything you want and need
It's my fault
I can't be like her
I am sorry
It's My fault
poem by Makayla Straight
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Keep It Proper
Keep it proper!
You never know on you who might peep.
When you do a thing discreet.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Especially when you're seen in the streets.
You never know on you who might peep.
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
Controversy lovers love it,
More obscene.
People feed sensations that wound and bleed.
With a caring less of who's affected by misdeeds
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best that you keep it proper,
That business to express on the streets.
You never know,
On you
Who might peep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Fault In Women
No fault in women, to refuse
The offer which they most would chuse.
--No fault: in women, to confess
How tedious they are in their dress;
--No fault in women, to lay on
The tincture of vermilion;
And there to give the cheek a dye
Of white, where Nature doth deny.
--No fault in women, to make show
Of largeness, when they're nothing so;
When, true it is, the outside swells
With inward buckram, little else.
--No fault in women, though they be
But seldom from suspicion free;
--No fault in womankind at all,
If they but slip, and never fall.
poem by Robert Herrick
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No, it is Not your Fault.
Poem Title: No, It is not your Fault. Acrostic Poem 153
No, it is not your fault!
Oh how many times must I say this, it is not your fault.
It is not your fault, from now on I want you to believe it, it is not your fault.
Try always and forever from this time on to master the fact that it is not your fault.
It is not your fault, Nobody is to blame, no thing, no way, no how, it is not your fault.
Since childhood have you not continually taken the blame upon yourself, It was not your fault.
Never wishing to cast doubt upon what a wonderful person you are, It is not your fault.
Out side of the love of friends and family are you seen as just a number, No, it's not your fault.
They may never get close enough to see the light you radiate, No, it is not your fault
Yesterday, troubles, debt, sorrow, disappointment, failure dogged your step, It was not your fault.
Over years, with hindsight your advantage, do you now see the illuminated sign on every corner?
Understanding dawns at last, Understanding all and everything gone before, was not your fault.
Redemption now at hand, you are at the gateway all your skills intact, you are loved with all faults.
Faults have given you a tool bag filled with wisdom, mistakes having been made rectified always.
All ways, All roads, All pathways trod, All modes explored, All embarrassments suffered, never at fault
Unless you count on all you meet as being with all faults, help them then aboard faults and all.
Light their hearts with your love and forgiveness despite the faults, will erase the faults you own.
That fault you thought you had was just my way of Guiding Angels through the maze Alone.
Written in the Now gifted to The 1000th Man with grateful thanks 8th September 2009
poem by Philip Winchester
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Are You Sincere?
The words you said to me,
you repeat to someone new.
You say the things I want to hear,
but are you sincere?
I sit alone and wonder,
if your words are meant for me,
that I am the only one that you hold dear.
However, my mind keeps nagging, are you sincere?
Friends tell me stories about you,
I do not want to believe.
You just say the words are all lies.
In my mind the questions still arise, are you sincere?
I find the back door open,
when I come home at night.
You say you left it open in a state of fear.
As I close and lock it I wonder, are you sincere?
(12 June 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Are You Sincere
(words & music by wayne walker)
Are you sincere when you say I love you
Are you sincere when you say you love me too
Oh and are you really mine every day, all the time
Ive gotta know which way to go
Will our love grow, are you sincere
Are you sincere when you say I love you
Honey, are you sincere when you say you love me too
And are you really mine every day, all the time
Ive gotta know which way to go
Will our love grow, are you sincere
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Such Are The Good Times.
This is to all my fans.
Welcome to my little jam.
A love to share with world.
With her I have these wings to soar.
I share every intense moment.
I give in to every good thought.
I try to write the honest anwsers.
To cataclysmic caners.
With the hero's as the midnight dancers.
Each to his own.
Sometime you must face it alone.
When the darkness passes.
Well be together again.
As I make another home.
To live as the best way I know how.
Oh it's not my fault.
It's not my fault, not my fault.
None of it the suffering, the pain, the horrible sight of my best friend dying.
To this it is I celebrate every night, for I'm celebrating one year less till I'll see you.
Like a proper sentence.
You were too good and I didn't deserve you.
Now my hearts gone.
Forever erased into the new.
Even as I try to make them fit your shoe.
It hurts every time..
A constant reminder.
A sickness from the real side winder.
We call her love.
The scent of her still linger.
Like a curtain.
The fog comes to your eyes.
I am a man and I'm free.
The choices are mine.
Such are the good times.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Fear Is Not A Fault
Fear is not a fault
There's no need to lay blame
Fear is not a fault
Though it can kill and maim
Fear is not a fault
And can be overcome
Fear is not a fault
Though it's usually not much fun
Fear can tighten around and around
Your mind needs to be gently unwound
All the wrinkles and knots smoothed away
To make for a much more enjoyable day
(Sydney, Australia - 2005)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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When You Got In
I Went Out
Such Is The Wrong Timing
Of Your
Compassion
Then We Talk
About The Proper Timing
Of Our Desires
You Set The Time, The Place, And The Mood
Now It Is Not Just Desire But
Love
Yes, Love,
But Sometimes I Still Wonder
What Love Is
When Two People Meet At The Proper Time
The Proper Place, And The Proper Mood
When Everything Seems Right
And Yet
Feels So Wrong
When Everything Is Supposedly Proper
And Yet
There Is Still This
Feeling Of Impropriety
I Am 48 Years Old And You Are 49
And I Am Just Asking
When We All Want To Be Inside The Room Of
Ecstacy
And Yet
They All Want Us
Out
Just Because They Also Feel
That The Timing May Be Right
But It Simply Does Not
Look All Right
And Then You Are A Little
Bit Irritated And You Ask
Finally
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Self search
The updated are accepted
In Science and technology.
The outdated are protected
In Customs and Religions.
Who is at fault:
Man or God man?
Where lies the fault:
In knowledge or phobia?
Why is this fault:
Innocence or ignorance?
12.10.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wrong Timing
when you got in
i went out
such is the wrong timing
of your
compassion
then we talk
about the proper timing
of our desires
you set the time, the place, and the mood
now it is not just desire but
love
yes, love,
but sometimes i still wonder
what love is
when two people meet at the proper time
the proper place, and the proper mood
when everything seems right
and yet
feels so wrong
when everything is supposedly proper
and yet
there is still this
feeling of impropriety
i am 48 years old and you are 49
and i am just asking
when we all want to be inside the room of
ecstacy
and yet
they all want us
out
just because they also feel
that the timing may be right
but it simply does not
look all right
and then you are a little bit irritated and you ask
finally:
why do you talk too much?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My fault
A scratch.
A pinch.
A scrape.
A cut.
A turned up feeling,
In my gut.
The pain.
The horror.
The sadness.
The sickness.
Inside all this,
Scumness.
Useless.
Unbearable.
N aughty.
Mean.
All the things I feel,
Are obscene.
Dangerous.
Stupid.
Manipula tive.
Psychotic.
Any mental illness there is,
I'm quite sure I got it.
Bleeding.
Crying.
Blaming.
Up set.
Over all the things,
I sure can't forget.
My fault.
My fault.
My fault.
My fault.
I open my eyes,
'Is it over yet? '
poem by Heather Noble
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Recruitment Time
Recruitment time,
But, no one ever forgets rejection!
However, cultivate your relationship with sincere love than,
Imposing your status with the salt of your land.
This controversial generation of ours had to be cross-checked!
For, many things are done in a way which is not proper;
However, it is time now for the new recruitment.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Song
I told my nymph, I told her true,
My fields were small, my flocks were few,
While faltering accents spoke my fear,
That Flavia might not prove sincere.
Of crops destroyed by vernal cold,
And vagrant sheep that left my fold;
Of these she heard, yet bore to hear;
And is not Flavia then sincere?
How, chang'd by fortune's fickle wind,
The friends I loved became unkind;
She heard, and shed a generous tear;
And is not Flavia then sincere?
How, if she deign'd my love to bless,
My Flavia must not hope for fress;
This, too, she heard, and smiled to hear;
And Flavia, sure, must be sincere.
Go shear your flocks, ye jovial swains;
Go reap the plenty of your plains;
Despoiled of all which you revere,
I know my Flavia's love sincere.
poem by William Shenstone
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sincere with God
sincere with ourselves
life becomes easier
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Ill Say Its My Fault
Roy orbison/fred foster
Too many quarrels so now we break up.
No theres no chance to ever make-up,
But when they ask me.
Ill say its my fault.
Ill taje all the blame.
Ill say I was wild,
When I should have been tame.
Ill say its my fault.
Ill give a good show.
Ill say Im a needle
That just wouldnt sew.
Evry one will be wondering,
All our friends will inquire.
Which one did the blundering,
Who put out the fire?
So, Ill say its my fault.
Ill say theres no doubt,
Then cry as I wonder,
Why it didnt work out.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Your position
To me,
Some are nothing,
Some are pleasing,
Some are tempting
But only you,
Who’re intoxicating.
You are
To many, nothing,
To some, pleasing,
To a few, disturbing
But only to me,
You’re maddening.
To you
Many are nothing,
Some are interesting,
A few are inspiring
But only I,
Who am disturbing.
It is not your fault;
It is my vulnerability.
It is not my fault:
It is your magnetizing.
Let fate be put to be at fault.
05.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nobodys Fault But Mine
Written by: page/plant
Nobodys fault but mine (x 2)
Trying to save my soul tonight
Its nobodys fault but mine
Devil he told me to roll (x2)
How to roll the log tonight
Nobodys fault but mine
Brother he showed me the gong?
Brother he showed me the ding dong ding dong
How to roll, the log tonight
Oh, its nobodys fault but mine
Got a monkey on my back. (x 2)
Gonna change my ways tonight
Nobodys fault but mine
I will get down rollin tonight
Nobodys fault
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Nobodys Fault But Mine
(page/plant)
Nobodys fault but mine (x 2)
Trying to save my soul tonight
Its nobodys fault but mine
Devil he told me to roll (x2)
How to roll the log tonight
Nobodys fault but mine
Brother he showed me the gong?
Brother he showed me the ding dong ding dong
How to roll, the log tonight
Oh, its nobodys fault but mine
Got a monkey on my back. (x 2)
Gonna change my ways tonight
Nobodys fault but mine
I will get down rollin tonight
Nobodys fault
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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