Reconcile
He expects me
To reconcile
With him -
So that again
I can be docile
To him.
Little does
He know -
I’m better off
In this self-imposed
Exile - without him.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Too Long In Exile
Too long in exile
Too long not singing my song
Too long in exile
Too long like a rolling stone
Too long in exile
Too long in exile
Baby those people just aint, just aint your friends
Too long in exile my friend
You can never go home again
Well that isolated feeling
Drives you so close up against the wall
Till you feel like you cant go on
Youve been in the same place for too long
Too long in exile
Baby you can never go back home
Too long in exile
Anyway you want
Oh that isolated feeling
Drives you up against, up against the wall
cos youve been on the mainland baby
Been on the mainland, cominon strong
Too long in exile
Too long people keep hanging on
Too long in exile
Too long like a rolling stone
And the wheeling and the dealing
All takes up too much time
Check your better self baby
Youd better satisfy, satisfy your mind
Too long in exile
Too long youve been grinding at the mill
Too long in exile
Man, Ive really just had my fill
Too long in exile
You can never go back home again
Too long in exile
Youre about to drive me just insane
Too long in exile, been too long in exile
Just like james joyce, baby
Too long in exile
Just like samuel beckett baby
Too long in exile
Just like oscar wilde
Too long in exile
Just like george best, baby
Too long in exile
Just like alex higgins, baby
Too long in exile
song performed by by Van Morrison
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God In Exile
Why is God in exile?
Why is He banished from thy midst?
None gives any answer.
God in exile has no regrets,
God in another world is safe,
Nothing shatters His self and pride.
'God is love', they said.
'He is the redeemer', X said.
And God felt humiliated and He fled.
God in His exile is free from dawn to dusk.
He needs no solace of introception there
He is sure to win the battle of nothingness.
God in exile won`t read these lines
Nor will he bless a poet unknown.
God in exile has gone back to His mystery.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Esperanto Despair
Imagine my despair,
on emerging from four-year,
self-imposed exile
to find the language
I had mastered
was now obsolete!
poem by Fred Barton
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For, he that expects nothing shall not be disappointed, but he that expects much - if he lives and uses that in hand day by day - shall be full to running over.
quote by Edgar Cayce
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If a nation expects to be ignorant and free, in a state of civilization, it expects what never was and never will be.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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I just do not expect anything
today or any other day
the less one expects
the less disappointed
one becomes
On second thoughts...
one becomes
what one expects?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Stewed for Taste
Naturally...
If one is fed nonsense,
That is all one knows to accept.
Anything else that may be better to digest...
Will get a rejection,
If it is not marketed to infest...
As the best for one of limited consciousness.
And limitations imposed,
Will be sold as those to be correct!
With an affectiveness,
To produce what one expects!
Naturally.
And with less effort.
Especially,
If some are treated as meat.
And seasoned to be eaten,
As a selected treat!
Leaving the unsuspected,
To be gobbled up like sheep.
Once left...
To sit,
Brewing and stewed for taste!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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England Expects
England expects..
England expects..that every player will do his duty
This is a tournament, not just a bit of footy
Low esteem? Their hearts not in it
They'll have to pull their socks up in order to win it.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Virtues for others
The fidelity is the far most virtue
Everyone expects only from others.
The loyalty is the desirable virtue
Everyone expects only from others.
22.112007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lonesomeness
I am a stranger. My reclusiveness
And self-imposed lonesomeness in exile
Is severe. But yet in my aloneness
I contemplate an unknown charming isle
And this meditation surfeits my dreams
With specters of great and distant lands that
My eyes have never seen. Although it seems
I am a stranger with no welcome mat
To greet me from the crowd, I say within
Myself, what law has joined me with them?
I am a stranger to myself, wherein
I hear my tongue; my ears always condemns
My voice. I hear my inner self impart
Unknown interrogations of my heart.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Sonnet XLIII
The candor of the gods is in thy gaze,
The strength of Diane in thy virgin hand,
Commanding as the goddess might command,
And lead her lovers into higher ways.
Aye, the gods walk among us in these days,
Had we the docile soul to understand;
And me they visit in this joyless land,
To cheer mine exile and receive my praise.
For once, methinks, before the angels fell,
Thou, too, did follow the celestial seven
Threading in file the meads of asphodel.
And when thou comes here, lady, where I dwell,
The place is flooded with the light of heaven
And a lost music I remember well.
poem by George Santayana
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Every Person Expects From Every Other Person
Every person
Expects from every
Other person
Looks towards god
For fulfillment of
Expectations
Gets disappointed
If not fulfilled
Gets depressed
Fills with hate
If people known
Are not able to deliver
As per expectations
Always forgetting
Others also expects
Expectation
Can be met
With reciprocation
Without that
There will be only
Frustration
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The unequal soul
Mother is the sole forgiving soul.
While she is alive, see she’s not in exile.
Else, you have to repent it for ever
And your exile in turn will be its reward.
28.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My exile was not only a physical one, motivated exclusively by political reasons; it was also a moral, social, ideological and sexual exile.
quote by Juan Goytisolo
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Guilt resembles a sword with two edges. On the one hand, it cuts for Justice, imposing practical morality upon those who fear it. But there is another side to that weighted emotion. Conscience does not always adhere to rational judgment. Guilt is always a self-imposed burden, but it is not always rightly imposed.
R.A. Salvatore in Sojourn
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I Ain't Got It Like That
I am not going to be chased by sorrow.
Because I find I can not borrow money,
To produce gifts.
I am not going to lay in deep depression,
Because some one expects me...
To deliver to them their Christmas wish.
And I'm on a fixed income.
Enjoying my basic life!
With a bowl of grits.
That's right.
God and Jesus will forgive me,
I'm sure!
But this year,
The greed that expects for me to feed it...
Can stay clear away from my door.
With expectations I will ignore!
I ain't got it like that!
And ain't trying to get to give it either!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pursuing employment or climatic relief, we live in voluntary exile from our extended families and our longer past, but in an involuntary exile from ourselves and our own past.
quote by John Thorn
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My Time In Exile
Used to worry for each other
No ones bothered like before
We sleep with each others friends
Sneak around, fall apart
And come back for more
We sit around drinking tables
Stabalized and keeping score
But my mind is somewhere out the door
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
We go to clubs
The songs are old
The evening's blown
We go our ways
And take taxi's home
We talk of sunday outings
And medicate to fight the doubting
But we know
We'll always be
Alone
We have grown
I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Of my own
Well that's my years spent in exile
Second guessed and dressed up in tatters
My birth feet didn't take this path
And I'm still looking for a life that matters
More than chit-chat we listen to the streets
We're all dead beats
And these old habbits are starting to show through
Sorry I didn't get to know you
Oh, time has slown
I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, well we have grown
The one thing that I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Bye bye
To the friends I've known
In my time in exile
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Exile
life in exile
drudgery reluctant
flashes of light
hunger for!
up keep, all it is
try as may
tis, life in exile