I think early in my life I may have been more explosive, internally, than I am now.
quote by Wayne Knight
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Internal fire
I know you’re gone,
but to me you’re right here,
inside me.
Like a fire that glows internally.
There’s a glow,
the glow of knowing you care.
It’s like a fire,
like a fire, that burns internally.
A certaincy comes with this,
knowing I’m not alone,
knowing that you care,
like a fire that burns internally.
For now It will do,
I will wait for you to return,
it brings a warm feeling,
Like a fire that burns internally.
I know you’re far way,
but to me,
your back!
like a fire that burns internally!
poem by Shanise Gelaude
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Internally, Within The Walls
Internally,
Within the walls...
Where insecurities are kept.
There is a process of disrespect,
That expects more than it gets...
Than more than they themselves reflect.
And yet,
There are claims of neglect...
Gone without a self examination.
To see themselves.
Since this they reject.
Internally within the walls...
They treat each other,
As if appalled by their own appearances.
Judgements are passed.
Where they live they themselves trash.
And anyone wishing to assist with an upward mobility,
They sit analytically...
Demanding to be impressed,
By anyone sacrificing their best as confessed.
Internally,
Within the walls...
No one leaves to adventure outside of them.
And within they continue to complain.
About everything,
Including...
Opportunities that come,
To be dropped at their front doors.
And them they shun.
Because the packaging is not done with glitter,
To represent an imaging of instant bling.
Internally,
Within the walls...
They remain faithfully crazed.
As if the feeding on this madness is 'their' tradition.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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His Argument
when life has nothing more to offer to myself
what do you think should i offer to you?
when i have nothing
what is it that i can give you?
when i have nothing to gain
or lose
what is it that i must fear about death
when life itself has become my own sentence
my own death
my own end
why should i love it? why should i live it with you?
when you have nothing too
when we both have nothing to give and nothing to offer
shall we ever forget and forgive?
that is perhaps the reason of the explosion
explosive answers to explosive questions
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early In The Morning
Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I wanted to look at them because I feel, internally, that I am an ordinary person who has had an extraordinary life.
quote by Sidney Poitier
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After You Left
When some one departs from life very early
We remain quiet and peaceful internally
Think about old memory and his good side
And cry when unable to control it and hide
Such is the situation when husband is no more
The life becomes hell therefore
No one is there to take care and look after
Many worries about children as how to cater
If something is left behind as fortune
Then it is good and better than any none
But if left behind high and dry
Big question arises as to how to tackle and try?
You are and were together
He was your success and feather
You were trustful and till remained
With absolute integrity and maintained
No one remains here a day longer
When you have to leave despite being stronger
That is divine cycle and must be respected
More of pain and grief is sometimes not well reacted
Face the situation as it approaches in
It may stay for some period but won't remain
For the time longer than required
So it got to be accepted and admired
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Too Early Her Sunset
Oh, so much of drowning regrets!
When faced with too early a sunset
Time seems to have been cheating
And the Future is just disappearing.
Life becomes fast drifting sands
We fail to hold in our weakened hands
Dreams and plans like mists are set
To fade like fog in too early a sunset.
Too early to think of sleep and rest
Too early for having Death as guest
Why does it seem that Fate forgets
Not to come early, too early for sunset?
It pains and grieves my frail heart so
Words to comfort, how? I don't know.
She hangs on there till the End is met
No choice but to go, too early her sunset.
For Eden, my friend. (Brain cancer victim at 38.)
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Need For A New House....Or Home...
early morning
when the doors are still closed and the windows still tipsy
like the whole house
you fly away
the sun comes out with the clouds
early morning you fly away
away from it all
the clouds are floors and grasses
and you are a lonely bird among a flock of chairs
early morning you fly away
thinking about nothing
you fly away and you feel like a leaf inside
that gentle beast
it is a ride-awA Need For A New House....Or Home...ay
among the paradoxes of life
and its ironies
early morning there is this flight that takes you to a stop-over
of your life
no one knows that you are grieving
over a search for what you feel
the one you had which you lost
intentionally
among the flock of chairs landing early morning
on unstable floors
early morning you take a cab
you choose still
which house
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early Christmas Morning
Listen to the children sing
Watch them dancing all around the Christmas tree
Waiting for the opening
Early Christmas morning
All around the world is sleeping
Little children there's no peeping
Wait and see what Santa's bringing
Early Christmas morning
Early Christmas morning
Icicles and breakfast cakes
Friends and family we will celebrate
Sounds that joy and laughter make
Early Christmas morning
All around and far off places
Angels waken smiling faces
Wrapping us with love and graces
Early Christmas morning
Early Christmas morning
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Merry Christmas... Have A Nice Life
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Autobiography
My father made the walls resound,
He wore his collar the wrong way round.
When I was five the black dreamscame;
Nothing after was quite the same.
When I woke they did not care;
Nobody, nobody was there.
In my childhood trees were green
And there was plenty to be seen.
When my silent terror cried,
Nobody, nobody replied.
I got up; the chilly sun
Saw me walk away alone.
My mother wore a yellow dress;
Gentle, gently, gentleness.
The dark was talking to the dead;
The lamp was dark beside my bed.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
poem by Louis Macneice
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Honoured For Nose
My nose is running, having congestion.
Have to visit doctor for medication.
Loosing taste of mouth, cannot smell rose
But my friend is honoured of his nose.
He is sensitive to the surrounding,
In his duty he proved outstanding,
Being very daring and composed,
Last year promoted to senior post.
A special task he was assigned,
With the police team combined,
On the eve of holidays of new year,
To patrol at venues every where.
Venues suspected were at risk,
Concealed explosive he frisked,
Was planted in a crowded place,
The suspect was thereafter chased.
If the explosive was exploded
Lives of many could have eroded,
Diligence of the sniffer saved those,
So honoured for his amazing nose.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Fireworks
A chrysanthemum emanates above
In the empty and dead-star dripping sky.
Comets shoot up, crossing over all of
The ashen trails burnt early in July.
Clusters and crossettes strobe in the distance,
Delaying bursts clutter the silent night.
The clatter echoes in the spacious persistence
And the pyrotechnic display ignites.
Sparks fall to the ground like the willow's leaves
In brocades both woven and unwinding.
It's a spectacle I hardly believe;
The explosive glow appears so blinding
As if I'd seen nothing—nothing at all—
In the luminous fireworks' torrid squall.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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It Is Still Too Early To Cry
Life's bleak
There's no other way to flee
from the broken glass fragments
scattered across the floor.
Watching pieces of my face
staring back at me
as my head hung low
looking at those flawed reflections.
Blood dripping on the brick
the now silent culprit
who blew that precious mirror
right in front of my face.
Happened in a flash
nothing I could save
just be glad that my eyes
are spared from the graze.
The blizzards are blowing
the wind won't stop howling,
but it is still too early to fall...
It is still too early to cry.
The old me would feel like quitting
but I have a reason to keep on standing,
because I can see with my very eyes
that the season is still too early...
It is still too early to cry.
Wishing the dark to be eternal
as flesh curled up in a corner
locked in a fetal position
not wanting to wake up again.
But Time waits for no one
and dawn disturbs my slumber
as if my rest has never happened,
the cycle goes on and on.
The blizzards are blowing
the wind won't stop howling,
but it is still too early to fall...
It is still too early to cry.
The old me would feel like quitting
but I have a reason to keep on standing,
because I can see with my very eyes
that the season is still too early...
It is still too early to cry.
(Nature's song rings so eternal:
Life slips into death,
death rises into life.
Seasons come and passes
nothing is ever permanent
change, is inevitable
and those who refuse to die
would never have tasted life.)
The blizzards are blowing
the wind won't stop howling,
but it is still too early to fall...
It is still too early to cry.
The old me would feel like quitting
but I have a reason to keep on standing,
because I can see with my very eyes
that the season is still too early...
It is still too early to cry.
What's broken, is already broken
but it is still too early to cry...
I still have a long way to go.
poem by Wilson Khor Woo Han
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Rocket From A Bottle
Birds beware, expect me up there
Me and air are feeling light today
Jets should hide, Ill fly alongside
Me and pride are bolted tight today
Ive been set off by a pretty little girl
Im like a rocket from a bottle shot free
Ive been just explosive since you lit me
Ive been up with the larks
Ive been shooting off sparks
And Im feeling in love
Im a rocket from a bottle shot free
Ive been just explosive since you kissed me
Ive been up in the clouds
Ive been shrugging off shrouds
And Im feeling in love
Hate step back, my smile might just crack
Cant stop grins from going wide today
Hell look sharp, angels play your harp
I feel strong like the tide today
song performed by by Xtc
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Too Early To Be Over
Music by richard marx
Lyrics by fee waybill
With another day another life slips away
And floats above the crowd
You can only stay ahead of time when time co-operates
Instead of heading south
Cards are dealt
You play what you hold
You cant tell me the storys been told
Its too early to be over
And its way past when
It could be starting again
Its too early to be over
Good hearted joe is the last one to know
Run down run around biting my tongue
Hardly my sad tale
But the rolling in and steppin out
Nothing but fun
I finally had to bail
Nothing worse than trying too hard
This aint this fools first walk in the park
Its too early to be over
I dont feel a thing from the bone to the skin
Its too early to be over
Good hearted joe is the last one to know
Somewhere out there it all evens out
So they would have you believe
But that dont get me
That wont set me free
Its too early to be over
And its way past when it could be starting over
Its too early to be over
Always the fave but I already gave
Its too early to be over
Dont feel a thing from the bone to the skin
Its too early to be over
Good hearted joe is the last one to know
song performed by by Richard Marx
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I think I'm maintaining the quality, but internally I'm paying for it.
quote by Gary Larson
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You could say that we are living in an internally globalized country.
quote by Ulrich Beck
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It's difficult to do that internally, because you're flying five, six hours.
quote by Vince McMahon
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Hearty laughter is a good way to jog internally without having to go outdoors.
quote by Norman Cousins
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Early In The Morning
Ohh, early in the morning and its time I went down
So I go sown 'cause I know I can say anyway
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Summer sun is shinin' in my eyes as I go down
To feel you around me makes my life worthwhile night and day
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Early in the mornin', early in the mornin', yeah
Lazy days drift away in time as I go down
To see you smile is to know what love means all the while
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Oh, I love you 'cause I want to
Down early in the mornin'
song performed by by Bad Company
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