Fool’s paradise
He wears
Expensive clothes
Designer coats
Dazzling shirts
Colorful pants
Gold bracelets
Diamond studded
Watches
Stunning ties
Italian shoes
Priceless goggles
Drives luxury cars
Eats best of food
Dines in
Top restaurants
Speaks
Abusive language
Does not respect
Others
Thinks only about
Himself
Calls himself
A good human being
Lives in a fool’s
Paradise
19-01-2012
61-61-01-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Loveless......
Tina knows her way
try looking on the way she sways her hips
and walks on her feet on stiletto shoes
a la maya angelou
her goddess and idol and role model
she dresses the way she feels she likes it
sometimes she looks like a Christmas tree
or a refrigerator less the handle and the metal stand
for she is short and a little bit fat
(nothing flattery about her bangles
and her tinted goggles with matching
lavender ribbons on her hair
and scarlet bracelets on her arms
and her platinum trinkets and golden anklets
and diamond earrings
all genuine and expensive
branded)
she goes around town with her motorbike
and to all that she meets she says
the loudest hi! and bye! and take care!
and i will miss you all!
she has a good job as the youngest
civil registrar in town
a position which she got
upon the influence her dad
who is an incumbent judge
her shorts are really short as in short short
and her spaghetti blouse is too tight on her
petite breasts
she tans herself into chocolate brown
in Boracay summer escapades
and indulges her nails on computerized prints
she does not cook
she has money to eat in expensive restaurants
and she travels a lot
searching for love, for the man of her dreams
her destiny her castle in the air her happy world
she is loveless and she does not want ever to be lonely in her life
.
but she is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tons Of Shoes And No Food
TONS OF SHOES AND NO FOOD
Mom has ton of shoes, while kids have no clothes,
child is worried school kids make fun of her
because they know.
Know she is borrowing Mary's pants, and she wears
a shirt that she sewed-
sewed in sewing class-
classmates know this is
and smile and laugh.
It's sad, but it is true
on a larger scale it rings through-
This is the reflection of the rich and the poor-
even as they live next door.
$50,000 dollars for campaign for Romney's dinner plates,
while children in ghetto eat old raisins not grapes.
He is going to cut alot of programs these poor people need
he looks like he doesn't want poor people to have a place to live.
What is Romney's real motive and is it for the greater good?
Is it to help human beings have basic needs met and be understood?
Written by Suzae Christina Sunrise on April 22,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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You Became Those 'Things
You became those 'things'.
Your car, your jewelry...
Watches and diamond rings.
The shoes and suits.
Shirts and ties.
The dinner parties you hosted.
With those hors d'oeuvres you insisted...
I would love if I tried!
You became those 'things'.
With such a credibility!
But when you lost them...
Something I saw died within you.
And the family you knew,
Saw that too.
None of us who witnessed it...
Recognized you at all!
Did you believe when those 'things' left...
You could restore your emptiness,
By pretending to be someone else?
That everyone would accept?
You became those 'things'!
And you expected us to accept nothing less.
Now you suggest we respect that.
But you invested your happiness in things.
And you neglected life!
You became those 'thing's you chose to be.
What makes you believe...
Now those things are gone,
You can be someone that is liked?
Without those things you seem to have no life.
And 'that' you chose to ignore.
Without them you seem such a bore!
You became those 'things'!
What are you now good for?
A useless nothingness?
You had said of me...
And your family.
And those who then had less!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are the future
We are the future
with our spikes and chains,
our baggy pants,
And unused brains
We are the future
With our belly shirts,
Hooker boots,
In mini skirts
We are the future
with our torn up jeans,
our rude t-shirts,
Wearing diamond rings
We are the future
With our high dollar clothes,
our rap music,
Pink polished toes
We are the future
And our parents hope and pray
That we'll all grow out
Of this someday
poem by Kansas Johnson
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A designer is only as good as the star who wears her clothes.
quote by Edith Head
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We Are The Same
I present to you a woman
who wishes she were not
judged by the color of her
skin and the clothes she wears.
Why must I because I’m
different be a target to
your insults and your
ignorance. I am human
like you.
So I talk with a slang and
dance different, some of you
dance just like me.
Yeah, our skin color is different,
but we are the same.
Like you I want respect
I deserve respect. I do not
want to be stereotyped
because of my Friday nights
outfit and I do not want to be
discriminated against when
I’m working and you see
me wearing pants that show
off my round butt or my top
that show my breast when I
bend over to give you your
dinner.
We are God’s creation and God’s
children once at heaven’s gate
there will be no color because
love, respect, and acceptance
has no color.
poem by Gero Lorna
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We Are The Same
I present to you a woman
who wishes she were not
judged by the color of her
skin and the clothes she wears.
Why must I because I’m
different be a target to
your insults and your
ignorance. I am human
like you.
So I talk with a slang and
dance different some of you
dance just like me.
Yeah our skin color is different,
but we are the same.
Like you I want respect
I deserve respect. I do not
want to be stereotyped
because of my Friday nights
outfit. I do not want to be
discriminated against when
I’m working and you see
me wearing pants that show
off my round butt or my top
that show my breast when I
bend over to give you your
dinner.
We are God’s creation and God’s
children once at heaven’s gate
there will be no color because
love, respect, and acceptance
has no color.
poem by Lorna Gero
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She Drives Like Crazy
Whered you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I cant relax
Got your license from cracker jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin me
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
Theyll put you behind bars
Were not playin bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeel wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy
Her cars a mess
She drives like crazy
Shes got a death wish I guess
Shes a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks shes drivin
The batmobile
Burnin rubber in school zones
Runnin over the traffic cones
Passin semi-s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin white
She drives like crazy
Shell break your necks (? )
She drives like crazy
She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
Now Im afraid for myself
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Any Other Fool
(dianne warren)
I couldnt see paradise right before my eyes
When I had you here by my side
I didnt know that no-one else
Could ever take your place
But, now I know
I know that I should have stayed
And seeing you tonight
I only wonder why
I ever said goodbye
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Any other fool would know I never
Should have let you go
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me, oh, ahh, oh
Anyone else never would have let the feeling die
Anyone else would have fought to keep it alive
If they were in my shoes
Theyd know the love we had
Was love too good to lose
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Oh, any other fool would know
I never should have let you go
I had it all when you were loving me
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me, oh, oh, oh
I had it all when you were loving me
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Oh, any other fool would know
Never should have let you go
Had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me
Oh, oh, oh
Even a fool would still be there holding you
Any other fool would know
I never should have let you go
I had it all as any fool could see
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Green-eyed Boy
I flew off to the wild blue yonder
cause I had a dream
And I had to go
But Im filled with a sense of wonder
From the love I shared
With a green-eyed boy
Lips as sweet as mountain honey
A body warm as home made wine
But he had no dreams
And no means for money
But he had me just anytime
Chorus:
Take me back, if just in memory
Fill my cup again with joy
The fire still burns in the old rock chimney
And I still burn for that green-eyed boy
Now he was pretty
With chiseled features
Like the movie stars in the magazines
My first love and the son of a preacher
I fantasized me was james dean
But the world outside kept pulling at me
Offered me fame, respect, and gold
Designer clothes and a fancy mansion
Expensive cars, so I chose those
Repeat chorus twice
Ooh, ooh, how I love that green-eyed boy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, and I still miss
That green-eyed boy
Fade:
Do you think about me
When the nights are long and cold
Do you ever miss me
Do you my green-eyed boy
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Food is god
Food is god
for poor people...!
God is not
Only food...
Rich home
Dog is eat
Nice food...
That food is god...?
yes that also
A god...
Good food is
God...
What is good food...?
Given good health
Always good food...
So...
Non veg
Or veg...
Every good food
Is god...
Simply sit
Silentely eat food
With out hot
And cool drinks...
Food is not only
Poor's god...
With each and
Every one also
food is god...
Give respect and
Take food...
Happley too try too
Thank for god...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Lap Of Luxury
The money wont last forever ---
Rent man called twice today.
I hope some day youll find me
In the lap of luxury.
Searched for a new apartment
But they dont grow on trees.
Just want to lay my head
In the lap of luxury.
Stepped out on a new horizon ---
Felt a new spring in my feet.
Found a job, it could set me up
Dangling in the lap of luxury.
And the gaffer is a man of substance ---
Drives a jag and takes high tea.
Lives beyond the industrial wasteland,
Laughing in the lap of luxury.
I need money, now, to soothe my heart!
Buy me a datsun or toyota ---
Get the tax man to agree
All expenses I can muster
From the lap of luxury.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Designer Brand
son asks father daily
for designer goods
from clothes to wallet
to shoes to his underwear
wise father decides
to teach son a lesson
about the most important
brand that one should have
'look at this shoe worn by
that famous author. every line,
every crease speaks of him.
the world flies here to breathe his things.
the simplest things come alive with
his aura, his unique brand'
son feels an emptiness in him
immediately. he starts looking at things
inside out rather than the other way round.
he begins to realise the artist has to shed his brand
on the canvas and that all the best colours wont
do him any good, if he is not foremostly
a brand himself.
he begins to cultivate the brand that has been
a slave to others, to free himself from being painted by others.
he starts to paint his life the way he wants to be, to be a designer brand himself
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The hunger
the hunger thinks the rice
can chew both skin and bone
the hunger thinks it's nice
to eat although forlorn
the hunger thinks the corn
can swallow ears and eyes
deaf blind hunger born
self eaten within it dies
the hunger thinks the food
is just a body's unfair breath
the hunger knows the interlude
no food the body eats itself
the hunger thinks the body rotten
is just a place to survive and eat
the hunger of the lost and forgotten
makes its way to the last heart beat
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Sheep
The Sheep adorns the landscape rural
And is both singular and plural—
It gives grammarians the creeps
To hear one say, 'A flock of sheeps.'
The Sheep is gentle, meek and mild,
And led in herds by man or child—
Being less savage than the rabbit,
Sheep are gregarious by habit.
The Sheep grows wool and thus promotes
The making of vests, pants and coats—
Vests, pants and coats and woolen cloths
Provide good food for hungry moths.
With vegetables added to
The Sheep, we get our mutton stew—
Experiments long since revealed
The Sheep should first be killed and peeled.
Thus, with our debt to them so deep,
All men should cry 'Praise be for Sheep!'—
And, if we happen to be shepherds,
'Praise be they’re not as fierce as leopards!'
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Rainbow Girl
Rainbow Girl, Rainbow Girl, you really are beautiful
The world is blind, 'cause you're indisputable
The one word that drives me mad
No, not angry, nor is it sad
It brings the smile none can bring
Makes me feel like I'm the king
Your eyes are so very deep
If I stare at them I lull to sleep
When your hair falls over your eye
The world thinks you're a lie
Little does anyone know
How sometimes you feel low
Indeed a donkey knows not a diamond's worth
It keeps looking for comfort in the earth
You are worth more than diamonds indeed
Priceless you are, the world's in need
Rainbow girl, rainbow girl, you must not despair
Such priceless humans are infact rare
If you ever feel low know you're beautiful
Because you and I both are true to you
poem by Ehsan Iqbal
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There Is Never A Home For A Vagabond
you arrive from a long trip
you take the stairs back home
the sound of the jet plane
still hounds your ears
you step into a garden
and the grass tells you
with each
blade that you have not arrived
at all
it is always strange
always
you miss home but there is really no home
when you step upon
the floor of the house
you plea for
a home but there is really no home
no little boy meets you and calls your name
no little girl dances for you
what you have are the dogs
and they have their own language for missing you
but they are never enough
when you arrive
in a moment after putting all your
dirty clothes in the bin
you pack again for shirts and shorts and
rubber shoes
the long way behind the kitchen
door
gives you another map for escape
you forget home
there is never one
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A wise man first thinks and then speaks and a fool speaks first and then thinks.
Ali in Peak of Eloquence
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My clothes are great for a honeymoon: They're light and sexy, colorful and pretty, and not expensive.
quote by Diane von Furstenberg
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