Looking back at it now, I really feel like it was a gift because I don't know if I have the talent to become a prima ballerina. It's such a hard job to have. I don't have any regrets about it.
quote by Diane Kruger
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Looking back at it now, I really feel like it was a gift because I don't know if I have the talent to become a prima ballerina. It's such a hard job to have. I don't have any regrets about it.
quote by Diane Kruger
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Heavenly Bonny
Oh! Miss. B.
You look dandy
When you smile
And I frankly love your style.
You can dance like a ballerina
Like a prima Donna
And better than Lady Gaga.
Oh! Miss B.
You sing like a pristine bee
The beautiful one that has charisma
Oh! You are a sweet Mama.
You can mimic countless exotic birds
Most men fear you because you keep your words
And you are not afraid to chase the cowards.
You are heavenly beauteous
I keep my silence
And you keep your distance
This society is grossly litigious.
Oh! Miss. B.
It is a pleasure to see you
You make the sky blue
And my days unusually happy.
You can dance like a ballerina
Like a prima Donna
And better than Lady Gaga.
You can sing, you can move
You can put me in the groove
You are my whimsical dove.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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There are two kinds of talent, man-made talent and God-given talent. With man-made talent you have to work very hard. With God-given talent, you just touch it up once in a while.
quote by Pearl Bailey
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This your gift
She said that each one in the world
has a special talent: what we’re better at,
than anybody else… so, it’s a glorious gift,
- a glorious duty - to know, acknowledge, this;
but what happens, so she said,
is that we know this, and deny it;
but then if pressed somehow, we make
a condition for ourself: ‘well, only if…’
and this – the devil in the detail – is a way
to lock our talent in; to keep the world without…
I said to her, an instance? and she said,
this man, he had a gift: to be always
in the rightest place, and at the rightest time;
but when this was revealed to him, he said,
OK but only if I can give up my job..
but it was his job, she said, enabled him
to manifest that talent…
you may not forget this poem;
this was a lady I shall not forget.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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What I work hard at doing is staying on a path of being kind and showing and proving that I'm a good person to society. That's hard. The talent, that's a gift. I just came here like that.
quote by Erykah Badu
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Sonnet- Talents
Talent is something that none can erase;
It is always a God-given rich gift;
If you can nurture and become an ace,
None can prevent God's impending huge lift.
Talent is something that's hidden in you;
Within you search and 'twill come out quite true;
God rewards this way for righteousness too,
Never to many but to people few.
Talent is something all must bring it out,
To show the world that God is pleased with us;
It is God's blessing, without any doubt;
Then labour and nurture without great fuss.
Talent if nurtured, gives us happiness;
'Tis not something to keep in much harness.
poem by John Celes
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Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.
quote by Leo Buscaglia
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Ballerina
Spread your wings
Come on fly awhile
Straight to my arms
Little angel child
You know you only
Lonely twenty-two story block
And if somebody, not just anybody
Wanted to get close to you
For instance, me, baby
All you gotta do
Is ring a bell
Step right up, step right up
And step right up
Ballerina
Crowd will catch you
Fly it, sigh it, try it
Well, I may be wrong
But something deep in my heart tells me Im right and I dont think so
You know I saw the writing on the wall
When you came up to me
Child, you were heading for a fall
But if it gets to you
And you feel like you just cant go on
All you gotta do
Is ring a bell
Step right up, and step right up
And step right up
Just like a ballerina
Stepping lightly
Alright, well its getting late
Yes it is, yes it is
And this time I forget to slip into your slumber
The light is on the left side of your head
And Im standing in your doorway
And Im mumbling and I cant remember the last thing that ran through my head
Here come the man and he say, he say the show must go on
So all you gotta do
Is ring the bell
And step right up, and step right up
And step right up
Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah
Crowd will catch you
Fly it, sight it, cmon, die it, yeah
Just like a ballerina
Just like a just like a just like a ballerina
Get on up, get on up, keep a-moving on, little bit higher, baby
You know, you know, you know, get up baby
Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on pushing
Stepping lightly
Just like a ballerina
Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes
Working on
Just like a ballerina
song performed by by Van Morrison
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No Regrets
BOUNCE B-side
Thunder cracks, the sky is crying
On her back she's pushing, trying
He holds her hand and kneels beside her bed
Break the silence, baby's screaming
In slow motion she ain't dreaming
She closed her eyes, looked up to God and says
Should I cry a little more?
Should I try a little more?
I pay the cost and laugh it off
And do it all a thousand times again
No regrets
Living's hard and dying's easy
My mistakes, they won't defeat me
I like to burn a candle at both ends
I broke some hearts, been broken hearted
Run away from fires I've started
I didn't break but tried my best to bend
Should I cry a little more?
Should I try a little more?
I pay the cost and laugh it off
And do it all a thousand times again
No regrets for things I've done
No regrets for wars I've won
No regrets for fires I've started
No regrets for faith departed
Hey, Hey
Thunder cracks, the sky is crying
On her back she's pushing, trying
Holds her hand and kneels beside her
Only faith left there to guide her
Should I cry a little more?
Should I try a little more?
Should I lie a little more?
Or get high a little more?
I pay the cost and laugh it off
And do it all a thousand times
Should I ...
Should I ...
Should I ...
No regrets
No regrets
No regrets
No regrets
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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There are two kinds of talents, man-made talent and God-given talent. With man-made talent you have to work very hard. With God-given talent, you just touch it up once in a while.
quote by Pearl Bailey
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Lucky
Thunder cracks, the sky is crying
On her back shes pushing trying
He holds her hand and kneels beside her bed
Break the silence baby screaming
In slow motion she aint dreaming she closed her eyes looked
Up to God and says
Should I cry a little more
Should I try a little more
Id pay the cost and laugh it off
Id do it all a thousand times again
No Regrets
Livings hard and dyings easy
My mistakes they wont defeat me
I like to burn the candle at both ends
Ive broke some hearts been broken hearted
Ive run away from fires Ive started
I didnt break but tried my best to bend
Should I cry a little more
Should I try a little more
Id pay the cost and laugh it off
Id do it all a thousand times again
No Regrets
No regrets-for things Ive done
No regrets-for wars Ive won
No regrets-for fires Ive started
No regrets-for faith departed
Should I cry a little more
Should I die a little more
Should I lie a little more
Should I get high a little more
Should I cry a little more
Should I try a little more
Id pay the cost and laugh it off
Id do it all a thousand times again
No Regrets
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Life's A Gift
Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now
poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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My Choice, Will Heaven Complain?
If heaven will complain
I don't know,
Endowed so much i am.
My many talents and outfits
Passions me in confusion
Stirring me to see as destiny.
But talent i know is not destiny
Talent, gift of nature nurtured by environ
Destiny, gift of nature nurtured by divinity.
Hands can thwart talent, but
The tick tack of clock even stop
Can't thwart destiny
No matter the weather.
It is inborn, you, yourself, yoursoul.
I don't care if family complain
For my choice,
But i don't know
If heaven will complain.
poem by Mcanthony C. Nwatu
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Oh Pretty Ballerina
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
How i envy your movements so graceful and beautiful
How i long for your lean figure and fragile frame
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
How i envy the way the world spins around you
Yet you don't fall like the rest
How i long for your balance
That keeps you so poised
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
How i envy your slippers
That gleam in the lights
How i long for the dresses
That shimmer with every glide you do
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
How i envy your perfection
How i long for your adoration
poem by Korey Buffo
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Confessions of the Soul part 1
They say inspiration comes from passion. Skill by hard work. Constantly beating on your craft and constant effort. Talent stems from longing. The wish to belong in the greatest of your surroundings.
What we see. What we wish to be.
What we want other to do and how they perceive me.
Talent equals fun. Once the talent is combined with the skill and the inspiration it creates enlinement with what you wish to become. Pursue fun and find your talent. Do it often and search new content.
Then, you are contend.
Eulogy For Michael Jackson
All of the glory, all of the fame
everybody knew his name.
But they did not know what made him tick.
And they did not know how it made him sick.
Inside the body that housed his soul
were shades of darkness that accompanied his role.
The vibrancy and talent of all he could do
was a gift that only comes to a few.
But the gift must be nourished and never abused
or it turns into a curse that becomes misused
by all of the parasitic leeches who prey
on a talent like Michael's every single day.
And in the final words that are said
He, my friends was already dead.
Dead in his spirit, dead in his mind
only alive in those who could find
the rarity of talent that captured their heart,
the oneness with God that flowed through his art.
What they will remember is what they did see.
What they'll forget is 'Who was he? '
A tortured soul
who's now at rest.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Had I lived another life
Had I lived another life
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Had I lived another life
What would I have to show in equal years
Would I be loved instead of just loving
And know the lasting secret to another’s heart
How would I then count my mistakes
Would my company be welcomed not accepted
It is a fruitless thought to be considered
For the never will be a known answer
I am but the sum of all my years combined
I harbour my guilt and shameful pride
Those words I wish to take back
And the others I now wished I had now said
Had I lived another life
Would I carry these same regrets
Would I know sorrows of yet another unkind
There are things which have shaped me
That I would happily go back and change
Perhaps in another life I may well feel the same
For all the unknown reasoning’s
One thing stands out as a certain
That life is a gift, a gift to the living
poem by Matthew Holloway
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But somehow I feel like still it's a gift, and I wonder, how can I give this gift to others? Just work hard, and do whatever I can do, to be that, and to return the love to the fans. I like to give them joy and smiles to them. Give back to them.
Dance, Ballerina, Dance
(bob russell, carl sigman)
Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achin heart.
Dance, ballerina, dance
You mustnt once forget a dancer has to dance the part.
Whirl, ballerina, whirl
And just ignore the chair thats empty in the second row.
This is your moment, girl,
Although hes not out there applauding as you steal the show.
Once you said his love must wait its turn
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thats your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance.
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance
Dance, dance!
Whirl, ballerina!
Once you said his love must wait its turn,
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thats your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you cant afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina, dance!
Dance!
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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When I grow up I am going to be a ballerina. I will be in Giselle. It will be so much fun being a ballerina.
quote by Karen Kain
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