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If you want to win over others

If anybody don't want fame, but ignominy,
he can go for begging in the community!

If your name has to be established in the good sense,
Do service to the mankind and make a mark in the universe!

What comes with you in the end and what you take with you
is what good deeds you have done to the people around you!

If you want to win over others with whom you compete,
Leave the anger; and with everybody be kind and polite!

Ref: Naanmanikkatikai 15

poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Skills Taken

Gods are with the anger of good men,
They skilfully play with the soul
So men do resist when played upon.
But choosing the jobs we commit
Lets water and food,
Collects credits and deeds of good
For the gods who make us resist.
There is courage where anger rests,
Innocent strength married with wisdom
Is the source of polite bravery
That skills are generated.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Fake People

Most people who have fame, make it big just so people will notice their names.They think if their lives are right, that they shouldn't care with people not living the good life.

Some help out the community because they want change.Others do it just to get a bit more fame.Rappers talk about having money and cars, but not caring for the people behind bars.

I believe that not everyone is the same.I want to to know, if all these people who are fake would act this way if they suffered a different fate.

poem by Nehemiah Brent Jr.
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In an online community, there's this kind of social economy between the community members. Some people have status because they make cool skins or that's a good website that's visited a lot, but there's no real gameplay there.

quote by Will Wright
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D-anger

“D” is synonymous with smile
So it brings fragrance meanwhile
Anger is altogether different in nature
It brings disaster for certain and sure

Now to smile with anger is different concept
As mother scolds child when excessively wept
Or gets tough with family members when out of control
Such (d) anger is certainly a beautiful call

Even teachers preset rudely to students
It is not aimed at discouraging them or making any dent
It is simply meant to shape their personality
Test them to time and build fine quality

Danger spells about lurking misfortune around
Its presence is unnoticed and never found
Anger may reveal the state of total frustration
Some times out of tune or sometimes with complete relation

So many great sages and saints have dwelt at great length
Fire may burn dead body but anger may burn your live strength
You will loose common sense and disembark
People may compare your language as that of dog’s bark

Even if you are established as rude person with short temper
Still people will forgive you and not mind out burst or anger
As at heart you are very kind and care for their well being
So were the benevolent rulers praised as noble king?

If you can conquer over anger with little restrain
That will be considered as land mark and gain
As person is about to loose whole of his reputation
Only on account of being good but inconsiderate in relation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Power And Fame

Great is your power.
Great is your fame.
But what do people
think of your name?
The power you have
what good has it done?
The fame you have
how did it come?

This you must ask
and answer with truth.
Did it come to you
in your innocent youth?
Or were you enticed
by the power for greed?
Did your love of ego
fulfill your need?

Do you use your power
to do good deeds?
Does the fame you have
fill others' needs?
Too many have fallen
into the trap
and drew for themselves
a fool's roadmap.

For only a fool
can think his fame
will immortalize
his earthly name.
For names are forgotten
by generations, new.
They don't remember
your fame or you.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert

I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.

But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.

Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.

But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.

A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.

Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.

They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.

They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.

So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Look What The Good People Done

They were drinkin his wine
They were usin his name
They were takin the time to take
His name in vain
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
They were havin their fun
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say things that they
Dont really mean
They look so convincing cause theyre
So squeaky clean
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Its a million to one
Look what the good people done
They (? put him on walkin down ? ), they said,
Lets go on with the show
And they pad him on whiskey and say, boy,
Youve got to go
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Hes (? on the highway ? ) to none
Look what the good people done
All the newspaper men
They were lookin for names
Pulled him out of a hat
They needed someone to blame
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
He thought he was the one
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say,
Keep your nose to the ground
Then theyll build you right up
Just to knock you right down
Look what the good people done to you
Look what the good people done to you
They were gettin their kicks
Look what the good people nixed
[spoken - here we go]
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
They were havin no fun
Look what the good people done

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Anger fills my heart and soul

Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,

Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us

He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore

poem by Jacob Hill
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There will not be one kind of community existing and one kind of life led in utopia. Utopia will consist of utopias, of many different and divergent communities in which people lead different kinds of lives under different institutions. Some kinds of communities will be more attractive to most than others; communities will wax and wane. People will leave some for others or spend their whole lives in one. Utopia is a framework for utopias, a place where people are at liberty to join together voluntarily to pursue and attempt to realize their own vision of the good life in the ideal community but where no one can impose his
own utopian vision upon others.

quote by Robert Nozick
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Getting Good Deeds Done

The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!

Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.

Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.

They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Please Don't Make Me Cry

You say you are going to leave me
I'm begging you to stay
My baby I can't get through any way
No I can't
And when I wake up in the morning
You are gone
Little pretty thing
You know I'll be all alone

Chorus

You'll hear me crying (mmmmmmm)
Please don't make me cry (mmm mmmm)
'cos I can't say good-bye (mmmmm)
Please don't make me cry
Because I know
There will be nothing left for me

All them good good times
We spent together
You said it was me and no other (yeah)
And now you want to make me pain inside
Darlin' I Know you are going to make me cry

Chorus

You'll hear me ..... etc

All this pain I can't stand it
You're going to leave
You're going to leave this poor man on his own
Yes you are (mmmmm)

Chorus

You'll hear me ..... etc

All this pain I can't stand it
You're going to leave
You're going to leave this poor man on his own
Yes you are
Please don't make me cry
Baby I'm Pleading

song performed by by UB40 from Labour Of Love
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Please Don`t Make Me Cry

You say you are going to leave me
I'm begging you to stay
My baby I can't get through any way
No I can't
And when I wake up in the morning
You are gone
Little pretty thing
You know i'll be all alone
(chorus)
You'll hear me crying (mmmmmmm)
Please don't make me cry (mmm mmmm)
'cos I can't say good-bye (mmmmm)
Please don't make me cry
Because I know
There will be nothing left for me
All them good good times
We spent together
You said it was me and no other (yeah)
And now you want to make me pain inside
Darlin' I know you are going to make me cry
(chorus)
You'll hear me ..... etc
All this pain I can't stand it
You're going to leave
You're going to leave this poor man on his own
Yes you are (mmmmm)
(chorus)
You'll hear me ..... etc
All this pain I can't stand it
You're going to leave
You're going to leave this poor man on his own
Yes you are
Please don't make me cry
Baby i'm pleading

song performed by by Ub40
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Elevated...

Rarest of things, often small in number,
like Gold, Diamond, precious things, remember.
People, attracted towards it only for pleasure,
with greed for material, is beyond one's measure.

Amassing wealth beyond one's need,
Often grows that ego from the Devil's seed,
and that tree bears the fruits of sorrow,
once eaten your thoughts for good deeds do narrow.

Often People flock around you just for your money,
away they will go their way, when they find you don't have any,
The real wealth comes from the happiness you share,
from service to mankind, you'll find people who care.

Put all that abundance into good, noble deed,
soon you'll find peace, and thus departs your greed.
you will take a position of a happiness giver,
because you will be elevated in the minds of people forever.

poem by Deepak Calyampoondi
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Dance With A Stranger

Lots of eyes they look at you
And lots of arms would love to be around you
Just be around you
I know that you might think Im just one more
But all Im really asking fors a chance to
Just to make you happy baby
Never leave you lonely Id never leave you blue
Theres not a thing that I would do
That I wouldnt do for you
Id give you the world if I could give it
Everything I have
So wont you give my love a chance
Chorus
I could treat you right
Make you have good dreams at night
I could be good for you
I could be good so good so good so good
Treat you kind
Change the way you feel inside
I could be good for you
I could be good so good so good so good
I could be good good for you I could be good
Baby I got lots of ways to keep a smile on your face
Ill show you let me show you
When I hold you in the night youll see
That what Ive got is what you need
Ill show you I can make you happy baby
Never give you reason to ever leave my side
Ill keep the rain away and baby Ill keep you satisfied
Wont be anyone wholl love you better than the way I can
So wont you give my love a chance
Chorus
So if youre thinkin bout love
Wont you think about me
If youre needing someone
I would love to be the one you come to for the love that you need
I could be good so good so good so good
Chorus
Treat you kind
I could make you glad youre mine

song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Those Free Fee Days Without Acknowledgement

If I am to become of service to you...
At who's expense,
Would my deeds be dispersed...
And dispensed?

What would be the benefit...
If I should exhaust my time,
Just for the goodness of it?

And if I am expected to produce my best...
Would you make it a priority,
To ensure my needs are met?

And when I am done to your satisfaction...
Would you make it clear,
Your appreciation is sincere?

Or would you do like others have done...
Take full credit!
To leave me with none.
And left ignore to make comments...
Like I've heard before,
'Why should you expect anything...
For something you do,
That comes so easy for you! '

So don't take offense,
If I mention I like to eat.
And my needs require a fee.

Since begging to me,
No longer returns a dollar...
Or makes sense.
Especially when my time I have spent!
While others offer nothing,
But a look of surprise when I make hints...
That my bills need to be paid.
Also my rent!

'You are either going to feed me...
Pay me!
Or never bother me again!
And if you choose to pay me...
It will be the fee I say.

Those free fee days without acknowledgement,
Have gone!
If I'm gonna slave like I did in those days...
These days I want to get paid!
With a clarity of my wants and needs exchanged,
Appropriately with compensation.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Begging You

Im begging you,
Im begging you.
The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it
And he knew what to do with it,
Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
King bee in a frenzy, ready to blow, got the horn good to go wait
Oh, his stings all gone, now hes begging you, begging you
Here is a warning, the sky will divide
Since I took off the lid, theres nowhere to hide
Now Im begging you, Im begging you
This is a mystery not to be solved
But be minded, like minded, Im gone
Still Im with you, Im begging you, Im begging you
Give it over, give it over
Give it over, give it begging you
Give it over, give it over
Give it over, yeah Im begging you, Im begging you
Weigh it and say it, is it all in a name
Does it call you or maul you and drive you insane
Can it make you remember, time is in place
Now Im begging you, Im begging you
The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it
And he knew what to do with it
Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
Make all the dust that you can, make all the dust that you can
King bee in a frenzy ready to blow

song performed by by Stone Roses
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To My Friends and Critics

Come all you friends and critics,
And listen to my song,
A word I will say to you,
It will not take me long,
The people talks about me,
They've nothing else to do
But to criticise their neighbors,
And they have me now in view.

Perhaps they talk for meanness,
And perhaps it is in jest,
If they leave out their freeness
It would suit me now the best,
To keep the good old maxim
I find it hard to do,
That is to do to others
As you wish them do to you.

Perhaps you've read the papers
Containing my interview;
I hope you kind good people
Will not believe it true.
Some Editors of the papers
They thought it would be wise
To write a column about me,
So they filled it up with lies.

The papers have ridiculed me
A year and a half or more.
Such slander as the interview
I never read before.
Some reporters and editors
Are versed in telling lies.
Others it seems are willing
To let industry rise.

The people of good judgment
Will read the papers through,
And not rely on its truth
Without a candid view.
My first attempt at literature
Is the "Sweet Singer" by name,
I wrote that book without a thought
Of the future, or of fame.

Dear Friends, I write for money,
With a kind heart and hand,
I wish to make no Enemies
Throughout my native land.
Kind friends, now I close my rhyme,
And lay my pen aside,
Between me and my critics
I leave you to decide.

poem by Julia A Moore
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Black crow

It is unpleasant to see black crow
I keep the stones ready to throw
No one likes constant ka-ka noise
Very sharp, intelligent bird and wise

We may know nothing about them
They have dirty work and no fame
How much useful they are to mankind?
We don’t know yet but still mind

They get wind of everything early
Find out remains and eat them calmly
They serve the mankind in best way
We neglect them and keep at bay

It has no lovely feature and look
People have painted them clever and crook
They need not search for any fresh food
For them garbage is nice or very good

There would have been spread of epidemic
If the removal of dirt is not systematic
They come to the help and clear the area
No need to invite them or make any plea

They are fearful of human being
Always fly away with powerful wing
With one voice they flock in thousands
Meal is over in friction of seconds

They provide us very noble service
All our essential needs they suffice
Think of them if they are not there
The dirt will remain as and where

They are not liked by because of color
We may not remain in vicinity due to odor
This is their best choice and favorite dish
They will have fist if they find meat and fish

They are in real sense enemy of diseases
Good health prevails and epidemic ceases
How can they be called mean scavengers?
When they are clean agent and messengers

They deserve to be cared by bird lovers
They can’t take place of eye movers
Still they are haunted by everybody
They come and eat unnoticed by anybody

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Love

Everytime I get to see you
I get this feelin
Its so fuzzy inside
And as soon as I walk away from you
Im still tasting your kiss
Saving it in my mind
Its not everyday I find
A guy that makes me smile all the time
Not the way that you do
All the guys I thought I used to love
Compared to you they dont match up
They got nothing on you
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
Baby you got somethin special
That has me thinking of settling down
Youre the one my mama told me
Would sooner or later one day finally come around
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
You bring me joy
And you bring me much pleasure
I could never see myself leaving you ever
Your soft touch is good and it cant get no better
You have got my mind so caught up
Im drunk off of your good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love

song performed by by TLC
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Mind Fed Rituals

When determined people,
Pray to God to have their way...
And God sends to them messengers,
To scream from bullhorns...
This is not going to happen.

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.

Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.

People like this will make their mission,
To enlist others to value their point of view.
Even to select and depict those unknowing,
They have been chosen as culprits...
By someone who did not like,
How they were told...
To remove their rose colored glasses!

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.

Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
And the 'spiritual' side of it...
Is a routine of mind fed rituals,
Outdated by a lack indepth perception.

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
A common sense for many,
That has been diluted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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