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Cute Stories

Telling cute stories and telling me about your lovers,
But who can clean his or her past? !
Oh Nadab, come to me always for help;
And be wise to take to my instructions always.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Just Try

If you just try
Telling me why
Wise and old
Still I know the sun
And built cities
Where the rivers run
Telling me why
If you just try
Just try telling me why
If you just try
Alacazam put a sham down
She was a good hand
Oh now that she died
Well I swear bye-bye
She would have tried

song performed by by Dandy Warhols
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories.

quote by Alice Munro
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Every Face Tells A Story

(m. allison/p. sills/d. black)
Theres no need for you to tell me
I can see the way you feel
I just know without you saying
What is a lie and whats real
Every face tells a story
Its hard to hide a lie
Every face tells a story
And yours is saying goodbye
Somethings going on, and I know it
You cant keep it from me
Your smile cannot hide what you feel inside
And I dont like what I see
Every face tells a story
Its hard to hide a lie
Every face tells a story
And yours is saying goodbye
Youre always telling stories
Youre always telling me lies
Youre always telling stories
If you want to leave me, leave me
No good living a lie
You can pretend that were not gonna end
But your eyes are saying goodbye
Every face tells a story
Its hard to hide a lie
Every face tells a story
And yours is saying goodbye
Youre always telling stories
Youre always telling me lies
Youre always telling stories
Tell me, I got a right to know
Pour your little heart out to me, baby
You know, you know I dont want to let go
Every face tells a story
Its hard to hide a lie
Every face tells a story
And yours is saying goodbye

song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mirror Mirror

Mirror, mirror
Up on the wall in the back of the room
As I walk down the hall in the house where I stayed
Tell me something about what I saw in the face of a man
Who once felt it all but feels nothing today
Knock knock
Who's there
I don't know, I can't say
Ask me tomorrow
I'll tell you the same
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now
Trouble trouble
Down in my hood where it's well understood
They love when you're bad
And they hate when you're good
Tell me something about who we are at the end of our days
When our souls become one but our lives separate
Knock knock
Who's there
I don't know I can't say
Ask me tomorrow
I'll tell you the same
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile)
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile)
It's bound to make you smile

song performed by by Whiskeytown
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mirror Mirror

Mirror, mirror
Up on the wall in the back of the room
As I walk down the hall in the house where I stayed
Tell me something about what I saw in the face of a man
Who once felt it all but feels nothing today
Knock knock
Who's there
I don't know, I can't say
Ask me tomorrow
I'll tell you the same
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now
Trouble trouble
Down in my hood where it's well understood
They love when you're bad
And they hate when you're good
Tell me something about who we are at the end of our days
When our souls become one but our lives separate
Knock knock
Who's there
I don't know I can't say
Ask me tomorrow
I'll tell you the same
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile)
Ooh, I'm telling you now
I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile)
It's bound to make you smile

song performed by by Whiskeytown
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Voices Are Back

He saw flames in the department store
He tried to get the people to the safety of the door
There was no fire the voices were telling him what to do
You could see from his face he needs someone
To help pull him through
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
Ripping through the fabric between his world and the real
Hes trying to protect you but
The knife will know that your flesh meets steel
Took him to an institution
And they helped the voices go away
But he didnt have the right set of papers
So they put this boy in jail
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
Six weeks turned to twelve
He was locked up for twenty-three hours a day
The warden found him in his cell
His only crime was that he was ill
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
The voices are back theyre telling him what to do

song performed by by Howard Jones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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(Humility Poem) A Nobody

I am nobody.
I keep telling you this.
Why won't you just listen?
I have no importance.
I have made no great discoveries.

Just trust me.
Let someone else make a stand and lead.
Captain please get me my steed.
A horse of a mighty fine breed indeed.
Fast as she can go we're off to to save the world to be.

I am nobody.
I keep telling you this.
Why won't you just listen?
I have no importance.
I have made no great discoveries.

Sir great knight, you have made so many of such wise decisions.
In the past and present.
Why won't you let us follow you to all of our deaths?
I don't desire to be your mistake.
A choice of whose blood to spill.
It will be only my own, I must do this all alone.

I am nobody.
I keep telling you this.
Why won't you just listen?
I have no importance.
I have made no great discoveries.

Let me teach from afar.
Let me never be your fallen star.
A disgraceful man who's got so little to show for all his hard work.
Please don't ask me If you can plaster me all over your tea shirts.
Idol not a single a human being.
Because no one as a individual is that great.

I am nobody.
I keep telling you this.
Why won't you just listen?
I have no importance.
I have made no great discoveries.

Mistakes will be made by both the cowardly and brave.
How far will you go to get entangled in the web we make.
To say I was part of this mans life.
Even if it was lies in which you created.
A once upon a time he was celebrated.
Now he has become just so jaded.

I am nobody.
I keep telling you this.
Why won't you just listen?
I have no importance.
I have made no great discoveries.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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To me, horror is when I see somebody lying. I mean a person I know. A friend. And he's telling me something that I accept. And then suddenly, as he or she is telling it, there's something that gives them away. They're not telling me the truth.

quote by Jonathan Frid
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wise Up

Got myself in this situation,
Im not sure about.
Climbing in where theres temptation,
Can I get back out?
I never can quite find the answer,
The one I want to hear.
The one that justifies my action
Says the coast is clear.
Something on the outside
Says to jump on in,
But something on the inside
Is telling me again,
Chorus:
Better wise up.
Better think twice.
Never leave room for compromise.
You better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
Take a look at your intentions,
When you have to choose.
Could it be that apprehension,
Might be telling you,
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
So you better wise up.
Better think twice.
And never leave room for compromise.
Oh, you better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hohhhh!)
You got to wise up. (oh, yeah!)
You got to. you got to.)
So you better wise up, now....
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better wise up, yall!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better...)
You got to wise up. (oh, you better wise up, now....)
You got to. you got to. (ohhhhh, yeah!!!))
(you got to wise up. (hoo! hoo, hoo, hoo, hoooooooo-hoo!!)
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, got to show yo, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hoaa!! oowwwww!!!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)

song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Spring rain

Spring rain:
telling stories,
a straw coat and umbrella walk past

poem by Yosa Buson
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Encouraged To Lie

Making it all up,
As they go along.
Most children do that.
Pre-fabricating,
With undeniable excitement.
Whether in the telling of their stories.
Or, In the singing of their songs.

And we listen to them.
Telling them how important it is,
To use their imaginations as gifts given.
With lessons we teach...
How significant it is to expand one's mind.

Some children do grow,
And break free from this practice.
Knowing when for them a reality begins.
And when an adolescence for them ends.
Some children do leave their immaturities behind.

Others remain to embellish their entire existences.
Confusing the difference between right and wrong,
In the telling of their stories.
Whether or not they are sung in songs.
And convincingly deceive to have others believe.
From dawn until night lingers on.
With a kept belief.
That their realities created,
Should not leave anyone upset.
Especially if their imagined realities,
Have brought a benefit that many later regret.

And the ones not understanding with a comprehension,
Are those who all their lives.
Have been encouraged to lie.
And in their minds they see no reason why,
This should not have been left to go on existing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Face Tells A Story

Look at the man in the corner, hes sitting all alone
His blankets are made out of cardboard,
His pillows are made out of stone
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
See the man walking on the water, see the light in his eyes
He came into the world with a message to tell,
He came into the world to die
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Youre always telling stories, youre always telling me lies
Youre always telling stories, why?
So think of yourself in the water, seeing your days flashing by
Its too late to see what you wanted to be,
Youve spent all your time, you must die
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Step down
And make it work out right
Im trying to get to you with my warning
Been there
For nearly half the night
Look its nearly four in the morning

song performed by by Cliff Richard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Telling again and again

Telling again and again and
Again the same thing repeatedly
Is not bad rather it is good
Telling again and again and
Again the same story remind you
The mistake that turned you bad
And telling again and again and
Again the same thing you became
The master orator and we hear
You all words being consumers.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Its Whatever

Its whatever
Its what happens
Whatever
Ooh
Whatever
Just like the birds that
Whistle in the trees
And in the leaves so happily your
My tree and through the storm
You stood strong for me
Kept me warm as can be (warm as can be)
Like a candy to an apple oh
We go together
Your so sweet to me ( oh so sweet)
I can say that I do believe
This is destiny
It keeps calling me
Now its me and you
You and me
And its whatever
Whatever you want it to be
Im telling you (Im telling you)
If its up to me whatever is whatever
Is whatever with you and me ( whatever is whatever)
Just like a breeze
In the middle of a summer eve
And you come through you comfort me
If Im a drink your
My lemon sgueeze
Oh youve got flava boy
You go good with
Me so boy dont play or tease me
Ooh keep me together
You got what I need
Now its getting late
Its after three
So quit your stalling
My body calling
Now its me and you
And you and me
And its whatever
Whatever you want it to be
Im telling you(Im telling you)
If its up to me whatever is whatever
As long as its you and me
Whatever is whatever
Its whatever
Its your world
I put that on everything
Its your world
Your world ooh
Now its me and you
You and me
And its whatever
You want it to be
Im telling you
If its up to me
Whatever is whateva
Whatever is whateva
Baby

song performed by by Aaliyah
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I thought I wanted to be a playwright because I was interested in stories and telling stories.

quote by Francis Ford Coppola
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I'm an interpreter of stories. When I perform it's like sitting down at my piano and telling fairy stories.

quote by Nat King Cole
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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This Fun

it's fun
in fact it's more fun
being here

i am thinking
a lot

about people that
i've met
that i barely know

there are only
glimpses
outlines of their lives
in such
a short conversation

it makes me feel
so elated
comforting me that
i am not alone
in this...
say,

sorrow joy
sweet-sour memories
like fish and sauce
on a platter

this fun thing
it's more fun really
on these islands

i am taking more
hours of my life
on the plane

hopping from one island
to another
threshing out stories
of real people
that i met
and talk with
in such a short
witting hours

i do not care
anymore
if what they are
telling are true

does not really matter
sort of
short stories themselves
that they are
weaving
like spiders
in the far corners
of the cities

it's more fun
to be frank with you

merely listening
somehow
the words that travel in my ears
make my senses full

i am not alone
all of them
are telling me

this world is a place
of stories
sounds and colors

it is real
they are all telling me

how come
that i did not really know that?

must i be dumb?
or was i just sleeping for all those years

or simply pretending
to know a lot
from books and pages of the newspapers

?

i am seeing a big river
i put myself inside a wooden boat
take the paddle
and start my way
in the water

i stop a while
to touch the ripples

and then
we are going

into something that we have
never know

under the moon
my shadow speaks

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We cheer everyone who goes off to Hollywood and tells American stories but telling Australian stories is the greatest thing you can do.

quote by Yahoo Serious
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Way We Used To Be

How come we can't talk the way we used to do
Nothing seems to be the same
Have we forgotten all the things we knew
Was it you or I who changed
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
Things don't seem to be the same no matter how I tried
There's no rhythm to the rain
Wind still whispers, through the leaves on high
But they no longer sing your name
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
We got to try to build what we had in the past
Trying's half the battle if we lose it we can't last
I heard myself just say the things I could never say before
And listen to the rhythm, of the rain
Wind just whispered through the leaves on high
And I thought I heard them sing your name
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
We got to try to build what we had in the past
Trying's half the battle if we lose it we can't last
I heard myself just say the things I could never say before
And listen to the rhythm of the rain
Wind just whispered through the leaves on high
And I thought I heard them sing your name
And I thought I heard them sing your name

song performed by by Jim Croce
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If I told you

Telling grey clouds

Telling silent birds

Telling tall trees

These things

That have lain waste

This winter soil

That binds its roots around the dead

Telling all who will listen

Who will hear

That it loved once, lived here

Underneath the shape of things

Felt breathed love.

If I had told you

Only you,

Would you still be here?

Still, in love?

yvette m smith nov 2008

poem by Yvette Smith
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