En.Citatepedia^®.ro

A Fragile Gift

Every morning when weather permits, I ride my bicycle for miles on end. I have been doing this discipline for many years now. Over this period of time I have seen many, many people in my travels, and what I’ve noticed more of as time went on is the growing number of overweight people there are. Especially the younger generation. I can’t help but feel sadden by this epidemic spreading throughout this country.

Our health, a fragile gift of God bestowed
On most of us without supervision.
Maintained through vigilance, personal codes,
Resolve, diet and determination.
Oft we eat is what we are, au revoir!
Cuisine that’s bad and tempting, hello! Good
Nutrients. Lead us to the salad bar
Awaiting those who eat the way they should.
But there are those who oft take for granted
Their wispy condition: forfeit long lives
For Big Macs and fries, super sized wanted
Most often. Perhaps, a day will arrive
These poor souls realize their gravity:
A time bomb within their chest cavity.

poem by Albert Ahearn
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

People Like Us

Life is given as a gift
So it should be taken as one
We should wake up thankful that the day came
When you feel like you have it worst
You can always look at the people who have nothing
Then you would realize that you have everything
The people who have nothing
Don’t take life for granted
They are very grateful for everyday that comes
But people like us who have lots
Take life for granted
We don’t stop to realize what we’ve got
Then before we know it, it’s gone.
Its people like us
Who lead the troops to war.
And kill thousands, all over land.
Frankly I don’t understand why we
All can’t just get over it and increase the love
We all have to have material things such as cell phones
Most of us couldn't even go a day with out them.
Most of them have never even seen a cell phone
Yet, we still take things for granted
Everyday you should think about those
People when your getting mad because you
Can’t get your way
And maybe then one day
People will stop taking things for granted
Especially life
And live every day as if it were their last.
People like us need
To be like people like them

poem by Colleen Martin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Marvel against Odds!

Cold winter season depicts snow everywhere;
Himalayan mountains, Kashmir valley, Shimla
Even in summer are a resort to see snow ever!

Keeping coal fire close to body covered by blanket
Poor people withstand chill weather there ever!
Even in such severe weather condition people live!

Glaring white of snow everywhere makes eyes
Close or have a sun-glass to see out all day long
And people mind routine regularly without fail!

The thrill of skating on ice really makes joyful,
Keeps health in tip top condition to pull on well
And makes worst weather too best by play ever!

Making good of a bad bargain is an art man knows;
Deserts or snow hills, he marvels millions of years!

poem by Ramesh T A
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Clockwork Creep

Im a clockwork creep
And I cant get to sleep
They wind me up and let me go
And I cant unwind
Going out of my mind
My time is coming soon you know
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Im a jumbo jet
With a brand new set
Of passengers and bags and crew
Ill spread my wings -
Do a thousand things
To prove how good I am to you
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Meanwhile in the cargo of escargot
The temperature is rising
Advertising that our time is running
Down, down, down, down, down
Oh with just one minute to live
Oh, no youll never get me up in one of these again
'cos what goes up must come
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Oh, the gravity of the situation
Its only my willpower
That keeps this thing in operation
But were gonna crash thats for certain
The pilot is too busy flirtin
And he aint aware
That theres a bomb down there
And if he dont do something its curtains
Now just hold on,
Said the little bomb,
If you were just to hold my hands
Then time would stop
The plot would flop
And jumbo would be safe to land
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
My landings are the envy
Of sabena and pan am
From chattanooga to japan
I taxi through the airways -
What a swell little plane
What a fine little plane
What a great little plane
I am
Hang on one sec
Im a clockwork wreck
And though my fuse is burning slow
Must keep my date to detonate
Goodbye, ta ta, and cheerio
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a tick a time bomb
Tick a.........

song performed by by 10 Cc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Loss, Strain & Butterflies

he got bad when she got mad
He lowered it one more time and she got even
No one heard a single word
But as the clock ticked from next door i could hear her breathing
I said "good morning mr. sun, now i would like you to meet my friend mr. bomb
(he has a house made out of butterflies)"
Well i can't sleep sometimes but i've been told
It's a lonely condition called growing old.
Let me stumble sometimes...
I'm looking for someone to cling to, yeah...
So what you think about that?
This time, well it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies,
And then it comes right down to me.
Hello, have you been alright?
Did you find a piece of something
Wrapped around the light side of your life
To make you feel better?
Did you get out with your sanity?
Did you save a little something for the people in need?
Did you know with the rain in your pockets, you can change the weather?
I'm looking for something to cling to, yeah
Girl, what you think about that?
Well this time, yeah it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies
Then it comes right down to me.
Well this time, this time, yeah it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies.
Hey yeah yeah, come on down to me...
Is this just the total for the wages of our sins?
Have you made yourself a victim in a game that you can't win?
And are we caving in?
Does it all begin with loss and strain and butterflies?
Does it come right down to me, anymore?
Yeah this time, maybe, does it all come down
To loss and strain and butterflies?
Hey yeah yeah, well...
Come on down to me.

song performed by by Matchbox 20
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Loss, Strain Butterflies

He got bad when she got mad
He lowered it one more time and she got even
No one heard a single word
But as the clock ticked from next door I could hear her breathing
I said good morning mr. sun, now I would like you to meet my friend mr. bomb
(he has a house made out of butterflies)
Well I cant sleep sometimes but Ive been told
Its a lonely condition called growing old.
Let me stumble sometimes...
Im looking for someone to cling to, yeah...
So what you think about that?
This time, well it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies,
And then it comes right down to me.
Hello, have you been alright?
Did you find a piece of something
Wrapped around the light side of your life
To make you feel better?
Did you get out with your sanity?
Did you save a little something for the people in need?
Did you know with the rain in your pockets, you can change the weather?
Im looking for something to cling to, yeah
Girl, what you think about that?
Well this time, yeah it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies
Then it comes right down to me.
Well this time, this time, yeah it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies.
Hey yeah yeah, come on down to me...
Is this just the total for the wages of our sins?
Have you made yourself a victim in a game that you cant win?
And are we caving in?
Does it all begin with loss and strain and butterflies?
Does it come right down to me, anymore?
Yeah this time, maybe, does it all come down
To loss and strain and butterflies?
Hey yeah yeah, well...
Come on down to me.

song performed by by Matchbox 20
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

And the political system is changing rapidly in this country, and we better realize that. The elephants or donkeys are not what younger people look to. They look at individual candidates' philosophy, and I think it's a different time and a different generation.

quote by Richard M. Daley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Here We Are In The Years

Now that the holidays have come
They can relax and watch the sun
Rise above all of the beautiful things
Theyve done.
Go to the country take the dog
Look at the sky without the smog
See the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs
Eat hot dogs.
What a pity
That the people from the city
Cant relate to the slower things
That the country brings.
Time itself is bought and sold.
The spreading fear of growing old
Contains a thousand foolish games
That we play.
While people planning trips to stars
Allow another boulevard to claim
A quiet country lane
Its insane.
So the subtle face is a loser
This time around.
Here we are in the years
Where the showman shifts the gears
Lives become careers
Children cry in fear
Let us out of here!

song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

A Picture Story For The Curious

(You supply the pictures!)

I get to meditate
in a chair!
Or against the wall
with my legs
stretched out!
(Or even in bed!)

I get to see
maybe half
of what I'm looking at!
(This changes everything!)

I get to dance
like the tipsy old men
I adored
when I was an infant!
(They never dropped me!)

I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to ride a bicycle
with tall
handlebars!
(My posture improves!)

I get to give up
learning to sail!
I get to know
I will never speak
German!

I get to snuggle all
morning
with my snuggler
of choice:
counting the hours
by how many times
we get up
to pee!

I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to eat chocolate
with my salad.
Or even as a first course!
I get to forget!
I get to paint
with colors
I mix myself!
Colors
I've never seen
before.

I get to sleep
with my dog
& pray never to outlive
my cat!
I get to play
music
without reading
a note!

I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to sleep
in a
hammock
under the same
stars
wherever I am!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!

I get to laugh
at all the things
I don't know
& cannot
find!

I get to greet
people I don't remember
as if I know them
very well.
After all, how different
can they be?

I get to grow
my entire
garden
in a few
pots!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!

I get to see
& feel
the suffering
of the whole
world
& to take
a nap
when I feel
like it
anyway!

I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!

I get to feel
more love
than I ever thought
existed!
Everything appears to be made
of the stuff!

I feel this
especially for You! Though I may not remember
exactly which You
you are!
How cool is this!
Still, I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
And that is just a taste
as the old people used to say
down in Georgia
when I was a child
of what you get
for getting old.

Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there's something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for darn sure, something to get!

poem by Alice Walker
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A five miles turn

It was after a while
You had a new bicycle
Ocean blue with tri-colors stripes
Six speeds and a gear pipe
Your 14th birthday gift
Another miles adrift
Bridging our distance
Is a five miles turn

Ocean blue bicycle
You come with a smile
Spends time in my cubicle
With your usual style
Smooth talking
We study
We kiss
Another day would be promising
Orgy
What bliss
A five miles turn
And awaiting kiss
Would churn
The tender hearts

poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Long Time Ago

Sitting here , all alone
Wondering what to do
Life went faster than the time
I had to achieve the things I had in mind
Their disguise , I see with my eyes
Many things I should have realized
A long time ago , long long time ago
Never changing , ever aging
It drags from day to day
I wish that I had found myself
Before it robbed me of the time
Oh no , oh no
I should have realized
A long long time ago
A long time ago
A long time ago
(break)
Seeing things , open doors
People invited me into
Oh they were so good to me
And always helped me on my way
Then I woke from this dream
Known that I should have realized
A long time ago
Long long time ago
Another day , another way
I dont care what people say
No , I realize that theres no other way for me
Suppose Ill just have to live from day to day
Oh no , oh no
I should have realized
A long long time ago
A long time ago
A long time ago

song performed by by Bee Gees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

I Believe In People

people
I still believe in people
inherent
potential good in people
even
poor lost souls life afflicted
time
cry of heart cry of soul
redeems
people who want to change
people
who resolve with purpose
to change
chance acts heroic restore
reputation
atone for human error sin
God
always always loves the sinner
merely
hates levels of deception sin
all
angels in heaven rejoice when
even
one single sinner is repentance saved
time
enough for each day its own evil
time enough
for all who in heaven would be saved

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Bicycle Poem

do not worry how the bicycle looks
ride it.
do not think how the wheel and its
spokes work
do not attempt to understand its structure
ride it.

do not think how the other people looks at
you with your bicycle
just ride it.

when you are riding it already
just feel the joy of the air that meets your face
the speed by which it takes you
to another destination

just ride it, disembark when you get there
you do not even have to own it and keep it for the rest of your life

when you get old
remember that bicycle that once gave you all the joys of riding

before you die
give it to the young

they shall have their own joys too
riding it

and perhaps they will write a poem about you
or if not
about the bicycle at least
who knows?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Encore: Foreplay/Long Time, Free Ride

Daytona Beach y'all want some more?"**
"We're gonna take you back in time Daytona."
**Foreplay/ Long Time**
It's been such a long time
But I think I should be goin', yeah
Cause time doesn't wait for me, but it keeps on rollin'
So Sail on, on a distant highway
Well I've got to keep on chasin' a dream
But I've gotta be on my way
Well I guess there is nothing left to say.
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' along
You'll forget about me after I've been gone
And I take what I find, I don't want no more
It's just outside of your front door.
It's been such a long time, It's been such a long time. Yeah
**Free Ride**
The mountain is high, now the valley is low.
And if you are confused on which way to go.
So Rascal Flatts is here to lend you my hand
And lead you into the Promise Land.
So come on and take a free ride. (Free Ride)
Come on and take me my by my sides ya
Oh come on and take a free ride. (Free Ride)
(Daytona take one with us)
All over the country, Said there is nothing the same.
And if nobody is winning yea this kind of game.
We gotta do better,Say its time to give in.
You know all the answers................
So come on and take a free ride. (Free Ride)
Come on and take me by my sides yea.
Come on and take a free Ride.
Well Im taking my time.
Yes I'm just taking my time.
Yes Im taking my time.
Im just taking my time.
**Daytona you better hold on cause here they come**
**We hope y'all enjoyed Free Ride**WOOOOOO
**Daytona That Rides On Us**

song performed by by Rascal Flatts
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Homeland

Remember that summer down by the shoreline
I still can hear those old forgotten songs
And we made promises to last forever
I just cant believe those days are gone
There used to be a place that we could call our own
We used to think tomorrow was a long , long time
But sadness filled my heart
When I knew the moment had come
When I had to leave those days behind
I felt so free where I wanted to be
The days went so fast how I wish they could last
So far from my homeland Im lost in time
My souls still searchin for that peace of mind
Those sacred landscapes come miles around
And my hearts still beatin for those country grounds
Remember when our hearts were filled with laughter
It echoes in my trail of fallen tears
But no matter where I am today
Or what the future might bring
I will remember those long gone years
I cant let go I wanna know
Does it have to end for the best of friends
So far from my homeland Im lost in time
My souls still searchin for that peace of mind
Those sacred landscapes come miles around
And my hearts still beatin
For those country grounds
Lord I know that those days are gone
Long, long, gone
I felt so free where I wanted to be
The days went so fast how I wish they could last

song performed by by Europe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

The Time Of Albion

Here comes the birth of a new dawn,
a time when every hopes can be look up.
A moment of divine transformation,
that will change the destiny of our generation.
A generation of great attribute,
where the fate of the world will be accepted without dispute.
A generation of people with good character,
whose theme will be ' THEY LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER '.
A time when sound of war will be forgotten,
and where every sins will be forgiven.
A time of divine & everlasting peace,
were our joy and happiness will not be on lease.
A world full of happy citizen,
with enermous blessings from heaven.
A time when evil will be erradicated,
and every single good deed will be counted.
A time full of brotherly love,
from people who are as gentle as a dove.
A realm of unity amongs nations,
where people will have to live without segregation.
A time when people are shown care,
where they won't have to live their lives with fear.
A time when there will be a chance of a rebirth,
without walking through the path of death.
A time of equal rainfall and sunshine,
when every darkness will be outshine.
A generation of people connected by a single bond,
and euthesastic of a peaceful world beyound.
A time of heavenly bliss,
when every thing will not be done amiss.
A time when everybody will be seen as one,
when the battle for good will have been won.
It is only through the acceptance of God,
that this extraordinary generation can be applaud.
Through the repentance from our sins,
that's only when this amazing time can be seen.
If only we can trust and love God with our heart,
our hope for this unique world will not be torn apart.
For he alone can put this world in the palm of our hand,
and give ur a reassured and a peace of mind.

poem by Stanley Oguh
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Burst

The girl that I know that is always talking is quiet today
I noticed it this morning
Today she is bursting in to tears
I will be nice and leave her alone
She sounds upset about something
It is the weather I believe
It does strange things to people
Sometimes it maked people tired
Sometimes it makes people cold
Sometimes it makes people hot
The weather influences people's lives

poem by Aldo Kraas
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Morning Innocence

Morning Innocence
We’re all born with it
As children, its what we live on
Screw death and destruction
Its only life and love that
we want to know about
For that’s all we should know

Contemplations of death and destruction
Is just a waste of our breath
and a waste of our tears

Yet some may still wonder
'What is `Morning Innocence`? '
It’s the knowledge of knowing nothing
As children or as we wake up
Death, pain, and hatred are never
the first thing on our minds

This is Morning Innocence
Be it the beginning of our lives
or the beginning of our day
We know nothing...

Yet time passes we lose this
Morning Innocence
Even if it’s hours or years
We start to realize
All the death, pain, and destruction
That shall one day consume our lives

However, to the end of our day(s)
as a reflection of our souls
We accept it as it comes along
We’re brilliant...

We know everything there is to know
We know what is soon to come
Because this Morning Innocence
is no longer a factor in our lives

No more knowledge...
We’ve been exposed to it all
and yet we’re still being exposed

There’s ten million ways to die
and the number keeps growing
and now - we no longer have
our Morning Innocence
to protect us.

poem by Joseph Anthony Montefusco
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Quit Acting Like Strangers

i work at a job where i am in constant
contact with everyday common working
people.... and i've noticed over the last
several years that they come in one by one,
wanting to talk about personal problems...
why?
because no one listens anymore!
people are dying for the need of a listener,
for ears that dont judge,
that accept them for being human,
that wont tell them what to do,
that wont make them feel guilty...
just for someone to care enough to
take the time to listen...
not a whole lot to ask...
sounds like being part of a family....

maybe it's time we quit acting like strangers!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Mocking Myself

I love to mock myself
and do it all the time.
I like to tell people that I’m mean
when it should be kind.
I like to say I’m ugly,
but no one believes me.
I like to degrade whatever I do,
but others don’t like that too.
The problem is you see,
is my self-esteem.
I haven’t got one,
if you know what I mean.
I don’t feel important,
that no one would feel my loss.
(Except for my wife of course)
So if you see me mocking myself
and I do it all the time,
don’t worry about me,
because it is just the way I feel,
about myself all the time.
I know people who can feel content
with the lives they lead,
but if they led mine
they would find no contentment there.

31 January 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Let Me Ride

Ive been on the road now for a day and a night
Ive been lonesome and hungry for miles
Ive seen how you people been lookin your lies
Im gonna kill yall with your own smiles
But I wish that yall could get a look at the news
And see what the mans puttin down
Well I gotta hold a one yesterday night
And they threw me outta this town, oh yeah
Well its gonna be awhile before I get home
But when I do thats the end of my roamin
Cause Ive been gone a lifetime and I cant believe
That the people I trust still can deceive
By the time I get back here things have to change
Cause if they dont theres gonna be alot of strange
Lookin people marchin round, clappin their hands
And they wont stop till everyone understands
Oh yeah
Let me ride, let me ride
Let me ride now, let me ride now, yeah
Livins just like sleepin
Why is life not like a dream
Now the dawn is weepin
Another sunlight sees
Oh Ive been here too long now
I got to go outside
Ya people gotta let me ride
Let me ride, ride, ride
I got to feel free inside (4x)
(solo)
Ya people gotta let me ride
Let me ride, ride, ride
I gotta feel free inside (4x)

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!