Who Am I?
How many times have we asked ourselves,
who am I?
The question haunts us
as we journey down life’s road.
Am I what I want to be,
or is my life just one long lie?
Do I try to be someone that I am not?
Do I do things that I clearly cannot?
We question ourselves constantly
in a quest to find out who we really are.
We can always tell what we are not,
but who we are
only others can really tell.
poem by David Harris
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We Are Who We Are
Do you ever ask yourself why?
Why do I say the things I do?
Why is it I have these feelings?
Why can't I find the reason to my life?
Do you ever wonder if?
If life changed.
If you died.
If you were to go insane.
Do you go around asking yourself what?
What am i doing?
What am I supossed to do?
What day is it?
Do you ever look in the mirrior and asked yourself things?
Do I look fat?
Do I look acceptible for work?
Do I have enough time for one more thing?
If we are so independant and confident as a human race,
why do we ask why?
Why do you always find ifs in things?
What do we always question things for?
Why do we question who we are?
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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1,000 X
Ive tried to ask the question
Must be a million answers that just arent there
You try to find yourself
Ill try to live my life
I just dont care
Take a look at your life
Tell me can you say youve done no wrong?
Ask yourself the question
Do you realize where you belong?
Ive been down
Ive been out
Ive been there
Ive been down this road a thousand times
Nothing ever looks the same
It seems theres something more I might never see
song performed by by Face To Face
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Question Meaning
The meaning of the question
Is to always question meaning,
The meaning of life,
And the life of meaning.
The life unquestioned
Means very little,
Just as a life left meaningless,
Without question, has very little life.
Therefore, we all should daily question
The meaning of life,
By doing so, life's Meaning
Will unquestionably, each day, find us.
Remember: we are free to question meaning;
May we become free enough to
Let it freely question us.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Thousand Fold
(j. buckley)
I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of no, no.
I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no.
Long time gone.
I run to my hide out.
There aint a star born that brightens
More than you, you always should have known,
Ill illuminate your question,
Long time ago Id died and gone.
What has brought the question?
Time has brought the question.
Come and call the question, oh, oh, oh.
Here are the stars, same thing again
Over, over, over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over, over, over.
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Journey Again
At times in our journey
We reach place with lot of greenery
Lovely place to stay for long
Good people to be with for life
But when seasons change
And wind changes its direction
We need to set out on our journey again
To a journey that never concludes
As I stand looking as far as I could see in the direction of road ahead
Series of events roll down my memory lane
And tears dropp from my eyes
And a question arises is it all worth the challenges ahead?
But in the end you need to win over your emotions
Win over your doubts
And continue the journey again
In the direction of Sun
As you pursue the journey again guarding against all odds
Putting all your learning in practice
Ensuring mistakes not repeated
Dreams are achieved
But you know that life has in store new lessons to teach you.
And new places to take you.
So loosen your belts; set your wings far & wide
And let the winds take you to places
poem by Vijay Sherigar
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To Amuse At The Expense Of Wasted Time
Would these be betting odds,
That an asking of someone...
Who has done something in their life,
For more than 'sixty years'.
And approached to be questioned,
What they have been doing...
Since they were last seen ten years ago?
And that question has been asked,
By that same person rerpeatedly.
And the response is known.
What would be the likely odds,
That the person asked the question...
Would 'not' be doing,
What has become an obvious love...
For what that person does.
Should the one asking that same question,
Take a gamble and ask another question...
That would initiate a conversation,
Expressing a real interest?
And not just say the same thing to re-tread.
I maybe wrong about this,
But...
Leaving the person feeling a sense of being appreciated,
Would probably reveal a human being existing.
Instead of a novelty to amuse at the expense of wasted time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Long
How long
That is the question
How long will it be
Until I finally find
The one for me
Oh how I wonder
The feelings inside
Roar like thunder
I have tried so hard
To bury these feelings
Yet they continue
To float up to the top
Of my list
So here it is
How long
Is what I am asking
Many have tried
Very few have conquered
But even them
After awhile was put asunder
How long
How long
I wonder
I want passion
Love makin that is everlastin
To have one who is strong
One that no one could shake
What a pair we would make
What a pleasure it would be
To make him feel happy to be
Apart of me
How I wait for it to become
Reality
Until then the quest
To answer the question
How long
poem by Tameeka Smith
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There is no such thing as an unreasonable question, or a silly question, or a frivolous question, or a waste-of-time question. It's your life, and you've got to get these answers.
quote by Marcia Wallace
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A new question has arisen in modern man's mind, the question, namely, whether life is worth living... No sensible answer can be given to the question... because the question does not make any sense.
quote by Erich Fromm
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Quest and question
To ask a question beyond answering
may seem to some to be a waste of mind..
and yet it may advance some reasoning,
thus, other questions, real answers find:
for instance: if a soul remains itself
and yet is re-embodied many times
until it is returned to perfect health,
no longer grimy with our human crimes –
how can we guess, in this life’s noble aim,
what hideous past so slowly drags ‘our’ feet?
And – if we knew – would then some devilish claim,
the aim, to free our self, somehow defeat?
No answer comes; the question hangs in air;
but now it has been asked, truth may appear.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Secret Life Of Plants
I cant conceive the nucleus of all
Begins inside a tiny seed
And what we think as insignificant
Provides the purest air we breathe
But who am I to doubt or question the inevitable being
For these are but a few discoveries
We find inside the secret life of plants
A species smaller than the eye can see
Or larger than most living things
And yet we take from it without consent
Our shelter, food, habilment
But who am I to doubt or question the inevitable being
For these are but a few discoveries
Wwe find inside the secret life of plants
But far too many give them in return
A stomp, cut, drown, or burn
As is theyre nothing
But if you ask yourself where would you be
Without them you will find you would not
And some believe antennas are their leaves
That spans beyond our galaxy
Theyve been, they are and probably will be
Who are the mediocrity
But who am I to doubt or question the inevitable being
For these are but a few discoveries
We find inside the secret life of plants
For these are but a few discoveries
We find inside the secret life of plants
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Can You Teach Me To Write?
No matter how the question is asked.
Or with words the one asking the question uses.
Whenever I am asked,
'Can you teach me to write?
Like you do? '
This is what I hear...
Not said from lips,
But this is the picture I get:
~Skip all that nonsense about being disciplined.
And please don't mention sacrifice.
To 'that' I wont even listen.
I want to see my name published all over the place.
Tell me how you have done that.
And erase all those trials and tribulations...
With heartache and pain you had to face.
I've got things to say and I know I'm great.
How do I find a publisher? ~
Sure!
I will teach you.
What have you written?
'Oh...
I haven't started yet.
What is it that I need to begin? '
You might want to carry with you a pad and pen.
'Why? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the spirit of Rumi - 23
I asked My Beloved
How may I know the secret
of being a perfect Sufi,
insan al-kamil,
a perfect Friend of God?
My Beloved said
You will never in your life be sure;
and that is just how it should be;
that way, you will be safe in Me;
instead, seek always where My secret might be found:
as you walk, look closely at all of nature;
every flower, every tree, every lake, every cloud,
every bird, every animal;
look closely at them, to see
if they hold My secret;
as you walk down the street,
look into the eyes of each human being
to see if they know My secret in their heart;
listen to every sound and every word
in case My secret hides within them;
or in the scent of roses, or in the taste of food;
go to sleep with this question on your lips,
wake with this question in your mind;
and though you will never find the answer,
one day the question shall cease to be a question
and become the song which you have always known.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Endless Journey
The journey we make in life is long and hard. This
journey which has its crossroads. . . when we get to them.
we have to decide on which road to take, what path to
make and what's down that road. This journey that we must make has many obstacles,
many detours, many signs. We see the signs, but never
heed its warnings, we see the detours in life, but seem
to stray the other way. Life is rough and so is this journey that we're making.
This journey we make has its trail of tears and its path
of happiness, the two never meeting. When finally, we choose our path, we must follow it to
the end, to the end of its road, which is our destiny in
life. That's when life begins.
poem by Anthony Taimanglo Taitano
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(Confused Poem) Daily Deception
In To This Life And The Next.
I Must Confess
The Distance Between Now And Then Could Be Greater Then I Can Stand. Tell Me Are You A Friend.
Your Eyes Say One Thing.
You Say Another.
Whom Am I To Believe.
Daily Deception.
It's Okay Cause She Does It.
That's What I Hear Over And Over Again.
Question Their Motives,
Question Their Actions,
Question Everything In The Search For The One And Only Truth.
It Hides Right Beneath The Skin.
Hide Your Emotions And Try To Defend.
Its A The Winter That Never Ends.
How Can I Believe Anything You Say.
Its The Question On The Top Of My Mined Every Day.
Does That Make This Okay?
Never Knowing Which Way
The Winding Road Will Turn.
To The Left Then To The Right.
Look Into Their Eyes Under The Firelight.
That Will Tell You Everything You Will Need To Know.
I Must Know.
I Must Turn My Back On You.
I Trusted You,
I Let You In. And You Stole Everything I Believed In.
A Loss Of Faith.
A Loss Of The Greatest Sensation Of Touch And Taste.
How Sweet Was That Embrace.
But Now Its To This Life And The Next.
Walk Backwards For Awhile.
Trust No One Except With A Fictitious Smile.
All Because Of A Single Lie.
Hope It Made You Die A Little Inside.
For It Did Me.
My Life Will Be Complete
And I Will Have The Time Of My Life Getting There.
But Don't Despair,
It Wont Be With You,
Oh No It Wont Be With You.
Its For Me,
Its For You,
I Say Its For Me,
Oh Its For You
In To This Life And The Next.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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No Prayer For The Dying
there are times when i wondered
and times when i cried
when my prayers they were answered
at times when i've lied
but if you asked me a question
would i tell you the truth
now there's something to bet on
you've got nothing to lose
when i've sat by the window
and gazed at the rain
with an ache in my heart
but never feeling the pain
if you would tell me
just what my life means
walking in a long doar
never reaching the end
god give me the answers to my life
god give me the answers to my dreams
god give me the answers to my prayers
god give me the answers to my being
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Highway
Justin Hayward/John Lodge
It's a long, long highway
Will this road of life lead me to someone
Who sees the world in a grain of sand
Who holds the future in the palm of their hand, aaah
No one else can see things like I do
It's a long, long highway
Looking for a home where the seed was sown
And the harvest was young
Will this road of life lead me to someone, someone
The rays of sun and the light of dawn
My inspriation since the day I was born, aaah
No one else can see things like I do
It's a long, long highway
But don't make the start on an empty heart
When you think you've begun
Let the road of life lead you to someone, someone
Nothing is serious to me
I live for what will be (listen to me)
I can always be a dreamer
So trust your heart
Don't fall apart
You'll see
At your journey's end
You will find a friend in me
It's a long, long highway
Will this road of life lead me to someone
You touched the dream that was in your eyes
You took so long only to realize oooh
No one else can love you like I do
It's a long, long highway
Looking for a home where the seed was sown
And my harvest was young
Will this road of life lead me to someone
It's a long, long highway
But don't make a start
On an empty heart
It's a long, long highway
Let this road of life lead you to someone, someone
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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13 Question Method
(chuck berry)
Now, the thirteen question method is the one to use
Listen to me!
Thirteen question method is the one to use
Im saying that the thirteen question method is the one you gotta use
If you wanna have some fun
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
Uhn!
Question number one: you wanna have fun, uh hun
Question number two: what to do ?
Lets see!
Question number three: wanna go out and eat burger with me ?
God almighty!
For the thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the question number five: dont give me no jive this morning
Question number six: dont try no tricks, this evening
Question number seven: Ill pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby
And question number eight: its a date
Thats question number nine: where to dine, this evening ?
Question number ten: ah, can we get in ?
Question number eleven: gonna be just like heaven ?
God almighty!
Question number twelve: we get by ourselves ?
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
And she says ah...
She says...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna have some fun
cause the...
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Oh So Simple Question
I have a question
I have a simple thought
I am the border obsession
I am the clever, the taught
You have my aggression
You have a complication
You are an angry expression
You are the unheard conversation
We have a serious problem
Something simple yet trying
You understand, you look solemn
You know exactly what question I’m implying
Now concentrate, ask it now
Your eyes beg not to be told
Tell it now, but tell it how?
How to tell this question I hold
Wait! Look at your eyes
Now desperate to know
The question I hide
The question I knew not long ago
NO! I no longer remember
The simple question I wanted to ask
That cold day, in that snowy December
Oh how I hate this shy mask
Maybe I will once again
Think of a simple question
Whilst I walk down memory lane
Maybe, one day, you will hear my confession
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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If You've Got Issues You've Got Issues
Aren't you curious and find it strange,
That those who ridicule and complain...
About what others do and/or don't do,
Seem to have no activities at all...
Other than to come together day after day,
To do the same things?
With nothing to show for their efforts wasted?
'No.
I haven't noticed it.
I do my best to keep busy.
I don't take time watching what others do.
And where are you to observe this...
On a regular and daily basis.'
I'm..uh...I...well...
I asked you the question.
'I understood your question perfectly.
But what I don't understand...
Is 'how' and 'what' THEY do,
Has any connection to you? '
I...uh...well...I'm...
I've got to go.
It is difficult to have a conversation,
With somebody like you...
Who can't answer a simple question.
It's not complicated.
If you've got issues you've got issues.
Avoiding what they are wont solve them.
Especially to judge others.
'I agree with you.
And IF you have to go,
You have to go.
There was a time I'd wake up in the morning,
Confused and complex myself.
Until I self examined.'
Yeah.
I can see that.
Well I hope things work out for you.
Try not to be so negative.
'And...
Try to keep what we discussed,
To yourself, okay? '
No problem.
None at all.
I wont tell a soul.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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