Life
Life is a simple math
Matter of simple calculations
Life needs a strait path
With wisdom not speculations
But who is not at least a little bit psychopath?
Even God’s life is not so smooth
That’s why it seems so difficult
So much effort is wasted even by God!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Murder of life
Ive lost my effort in life, maybe its just a simple crime. living life like it was murder can be pleasant when you are around strangers. Outgoing and fun isnt the solution, neighter strait or serious help the motion. having to live a double life its like taking a life, running away from problems everytime. life can be like a hard day with bad weather or like a sunny spring day, beautiful and clever.Some times we take our life and use it as a tool, people dont realize life its only one, live it full.
Life its a precious gift given by god and many people just lay there and drop. Ive lost my effort in life, maybe its just a simple crime. living life like it was murder can be pleasant when you are around strangers.
poem by Yaderin Cruz
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Life...life...life..
life is where ever we stand for it
life is just a simple journey
life is what we make it
life is no nothing if we silent about it
life is crush if we turn the wrong path
life is very serious if we choose wrongly
life will not come if not in search
life is easy if we know which kind I overcome
real life is very simple
it all matters very happy we just need to understand the problem of the future
real life is very exciting
life is SWEET.
When Life was Simple
When life was simple
Was when I was in mother's womb?
but wait we were poor so my mom got no prenatal care.
When life was simple
Was when my mother gave birth to me...?
but wait I was born premature with a collapsed lung unable to breathe.
When life was simple
Was when I was 6 month old?
but wait that was when my mom found out I have Cerebral Palsy.
When life was simple
Was when I was about ten?
but wait that when I was called the little cripple boy who has no friends.
When life was simple
I was about 26
but wait that when my mother scoffed at my poetic gift.
Well I'm 41 now
and throughout the years there's one thing I have learned
Life is never simple.
To Learn To Live Without Anxiety
it is all in the
shallow part
the valley and
the flowing river
it is in this
plateau
where the trees
are not
remarkable
where stones
are mere stone
where sands
slow from our
hands without
so much thought
it is not about what
happens next from
here
just here
now nothing folded
no projections
dreams and goals
melting like
ice
giving way to
another summer
and so life is
smooth
so simple
like the way i
pretend that
there is nothing
wrong
like the way i
tell you that
there is no problem
life is smooth and
simple
that is how we must
think it is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Simple As That
I know it isnt easy to refuse
A lot of thoughts are flying thru your head
Tell me this before you have to choose
Would you rather be alive or dead?
Its as simple as that
Would you rather be alive or dead
Its as simple as that, its so simple
It makes you wanna cry
They ask you if you wanna join in
You linger for a minute or so
Well nows a perfect time to begin
Are you gonna say yes or no?
Its as simple as that
Are you gonna say yes or no?
If s as simple as that, its so simple
It makes you wanna cry
And if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
Yes if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
Its harder when you start to get round
I want you to remember what I said
I know you never like to let them down
But would you rather be alive or dead?
Its as simple as that
Would you rather be alive or dead?
Its as simple as that, if s so simple
It makes me wanna cry
Yes if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
And if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
Would you rather be alive or dead?
Would you rather be alive or dead?
Would you?
Its as simple as that
Its as simple as that
Its as simple as that
And if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
Yes if you love your life
Everybody will love you too
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Simple Kind Of Life
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didnt work out, Im covered in shells
And all I wanted was a simple thing
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Im so ashamed, Ive been so mean
I dont know how it got to this point
Ooh I always was the one with all the love
But you came along, Im hunting you down
Like a sick domestic abuser lookin for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
Oh if we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?
I always thought Id be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like youd be a good dad
Now all the simple things are simply too complicated for my life
Howd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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What can be secret.........
What can be secret of longitivity?
Has it to do something with continuity?
Any living being has to be continuous
Life is to betaken as challenge with seriousness
You stop breathing and life is over
Close the eyes and loose the cover
Anything you miss and chance is lost
Life counts each moment and survives the most
I want to live and breathe the fresh air
Concentration full with no split hair
Worry and dullness leaving apart
Complete movement with joy and look smart
I want to be simple and honest
So close to HIM after offering the best
May it be as difficult as acid test?
Still will be smooth as life rest
What have I to do with worldly things?
It has no use for me to be used as something
With bare minimum need for use
It may serve more and not defuse
World is demanding more and more
Situation was not bad as this before
Income less and expenses rising
More unnatural deaths really surprising
It may not bother me as individual
I may take it simple and casual
It may not look sound and unusual
We have to play simple but no role dual
It may bring some sanity
Life so close to the reality
Real happiness with joy and amity
To lead a life with honour and simplicity
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Recipe for memory
Memory is a very simple entity
It starts with a cache of everyday interactivity
It can not move forward unless an effort is made
The effort is difficult in the beginning assault
It tends to relieve it self once you enact the activity and increased its flexibility
Memory is simple as long as you are willing to become enthralled.
poem by Jeff Rushton
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Love for the sake of love...
Like a cleansing rain washing away all of life's indiscretions,
The child inside bathes me in a simple uncomplicated knowledge,
Rejuvinating my passion for the simple things in life,
That I may fianally see the wisdom that has stared me in the face,
Oh please let me be more than the sum of all my parts,
Lust, greed, vanity... Do not allow them to unmake me,
Allow me to see the beauty of life all around me,
Let me view with utter clarity the path of my future,
For the past is but a chain... And tomorrow is merely a dream,
As I meander through this life I plant the seeds of hope,
Inside all of the souls I touch and all of the one's I so love,
In the hope that their love shall bring forth a garden of unity,
On this journey through life we forge our own path,
Our own moral compass shall guide us through forever,
When my journey through this part of eternity has ended,
And you spare a moment to consider me, I hope...
You shall think of a soul who loved for the sake of love,
And a lover who died forgiven for all the times he failed...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Math Suks
If necessity was the mother of invention
Then Id like to kill the guy who invented this
The numbers come together in some kind of third dimension
A regular algebraic bliss
Lets starts with something simple
Like 1 and 1 aint 3
Any 2 plus 2 will never get you 5
Theres fractions in my subtraction
And x dont equal y
But my homework is bound to multiply
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Id like to burn this text book
I hate that stuff so much
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Sometimes I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
I got so bored with my homework
I turned on the tv
The beauty pageant winners were all smiling through their teeth
And they asked the new miss america
Hey babe can you add up all those bucks
She looked puzzled then just said math suks
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
You dont even have to spell it
All you have to do is yell it
Math suks (math suks), math suks (math suks)
Sometime times I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
Geometry and trigonometry and if they dont tax your brain
There are numbers to big to be named
Numerical precision is a science with a mission
And I think its gonna drive me insane
Parents fighting with their children
And the congress cant agree
Teachers and their students are all jousting constantly
Management and labor keep rattling old sabres
Quacking like those peabody ducks
Math suks (quack quack), math suks (quack quack)
You dont even have to spell it
All you have to do is yell it
Math suks, thats right, math suks, you got it
Sometime times I think that I dont know that much
But math suks
All right there goes our g rating
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks the big one
Math suks, math suks, math suks, math suks
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Simple Life
Imagine what it would be like
just to live the simple life,
a life with no electricity,
no radios, no TV and no music
blaring in your ears
twenty-four hours a day.
Back to the simple life
going to sleep when you are tied
and getting up when you want to,
work through the hours of daylight
on your own plot of land,
curl up with a good book
when evening calls.
Grow your own food
with no chemicals to help,
greet the morning sun
always with a smile.
Would it be nice to live the simple life
every once and a while.
14 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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There Must Be Nothing Complicated
life is simple
directions are simple
up and down
left to right
the middle is there
but it is not and must not
be considered
a complication, and so is doubt
at the middle of our
beliefs and so is faith
the disregards
what should have been doubted
life is simple
like your dimple when you smile
when you see me
loving you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If Only I Could Go
If only I could go
travel back to when
life was oh, so simple
then.
I'd walk a country lane
watch geese fly overhead
life was so much better
then.
I'd stand again beside
my grandma as she cooked
life was so much easier
then.
I'd sit and watch my grandpa
as he sharpened up his saw
life was so much happier
then.
I'd touch the clapboard wood
of their old house just once more
life was oh so peaceful
then.
I'd walk through all the rooms
and smell beloved smells
life was so much calmer
then.
I'd lay myself right down
into their featherbed, I'd sink
life was so much safer
then.
If only I could go
travel back to when
life was oh, so simple
then.
2003
poem by Julie Dant
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Relating To A Psychopath
hot like hot wings with hot chocolate in hell
cold like in my isolation cell
in the winter
while kissing mr. freeze
take the weather man
and blow him away
love is a desert and i need it to rain
you are so good at keeping me company
you are relating to a psychopath
your role model is in therapy
you must be real far gone
you're relating to a psychopath
noah's elephants are leaving the ark in eights
during the upside of my manic depressive state
crickets sing in 3 part harmony
i try to walk away
i choke and i stumble
i'm flying back so listen close when i mumble
that you are so good at keeping me company
you are relating to a psychopath
your role model is in therapy
you must be real far gone
you're relating to a psychopath
it never adds up when you do your math
you're relating to a psychopath
yes i'm real far gone
you're relating to a psychopath
medication is slow
and it's when it kicks in
that my mind chooses to go
my feel better begins
just when i get attached
it ends
it's insane
so i remain a psycho
1 2 3 4
cartoon figures dance in my head
i said
love is butter won't you be my bread
you are so good at keeping me company
you are relating to a psychopath
your role model is in therapy
you must be real far gone
you're relating to a psychopath
it never adds up when you do your math
you're relating to a psychopath
yes i'm real far gone
you're relating to a psychopath
oh a psychopath
i am demented
my mind is bendin'
my brain is twisted
baby keep me company
you must be a psycho too
love is butter won't you be my bread
that's what i said
psychotic
psychosis
my manic depressive state is great
on the upside
it's the love side
love is butter won't you be my bread
did you hear what i said
song performed by by Macy Gray from The ID
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Smile For A Better Day
To touch a life can be simple
it just takes you to make it work
a hand shake, a smile, a hello
or just be polite, give a needy hand
so simple but so hard in life today
people are in a hurry, don't want to be bothered
no time for strangers, little time friends or co workers
take the time, it can be fun and bring a smile
make it away were you leave them thinking
people are friendly no matter when or where
a smile, a hello, a shock look of surprise
as you walk a way. they think how pleasant that was
how you made their day better and that really matters
a simple gesture can change a frown to a smirk to a big smile
make time to say a simple hello, shake a hand or a smile
could make anyone's day a better day, especially yours
poem by Michael Peterson
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Life Is Gone
It is so simple for you to say, not to quit. Do you realize how difficult it is for me to stay alive? I want to end my life because life has no hope anymore. Nobody loves me because I am just a crazy guy. I have forgotten to dream and to breathe since everything is turning into hate. Everything starts to vanish because even the purpose of life is gone. Always I searched for a beautiful girl, just exactly like you. Gone, you are gone since life stole the basic meaning of joy, when I lost you.Please love me.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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There Are Only The Two Of Us
life would have been simple
with just two of us
but as simple as we want life
to be
it isn't that way
life becomes a house without windows
and furniture and kitchen
without the other people
who eat with us
when we are too lonely
when simplicity is equated with loneliness
because the house
has not learned to laugh like a kid.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hitting the Mathematical Wall
(after Robert Frost)
Something there is that doesn't love the math,
That sends the frozen needles under skin,
That numbs the skull and stultifies the brain
Before the joy of math discovery begins
Comes sheer torment of quadratic functions-
And who can blame those poor souls that can't add
Two simple fractions or multiply
Signed numbers? -
For there is no reason they can't pass
Remedial math courses with a D
And join the mindless workforce
Of their peers,
Who care not for square roots or logs,
Nor volumes of some pyramids or spheres-
No, they want none of it
In their beer-filled dream,
In their dull and repetitious slumber,
Where there is no x, and no why-
No solution to their life's equation
Which drags itself each day until they die
And take this time a permanent vacation.
Something there is that doesn't love the math,
That wants all numbers and all symbols down,
And lonely is a math instructor's path-
Misunderstood and treated like a clown
By those who care not for what she says.
Gone is the beauty of geometry and space,
The golden ratio and isosceles triangles-
There is just this massive wall above her head,
Where ignorance prevails and knowledge's dead-
Where there are no more questions,
No more numbers,
There is just this nothingness,
Where there's nothing to be said,
Where all the search and all the discourse ends.
May 30,2009
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Simple Friends and True Friends
A SIMPLE friend has never seen you cry...
A TRUE friend has her shoulders wet because of your tears...
A SIMPLE friend does not know your parents' names...
A TRUE friend has all their numbers in her phone...
A SIMPLE friend brings a bottle of wine to your party...
A TRUE friend comes early to help you get everything ready and leaves late because she stayed to help you clean...
A SIMPLE friend hates it when you call and she was about to go to sleep...
A TRUE friend asks you why you why you took so long to call...
A SIMPLE friend will talk to you about your problems...
A TRUE friend will help you with your problems..
A SIMPLE friend will imagine your romantic life...
A TRUE friend will use it to tease you...
A SIMPLE friend will act as another guest when she comes to your house...
A TRUE friend will help herself to anything from the fridge...
A SIMPLE friend thinks your relationship will end after a big fight...
A TRUE friend knows your relatiionship will be stronger...
A SIMPLE friend expects you to be there for her...
A TRUE friend will always be there for you...
(I need to finish it. I got it from a powerpoint slide off the internet)
poem by Daisy Perez
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