My Soul—accused me—And I quailed
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My Soul—accused me—And I quailed—
As Tongue of Diamond had reviled
All else accused me—and I smiled—
My Soul—that Morning—was My friend—
Her favor—is the best Disdain
Toward Artifice of Time—or Men—
But Her Disdain—'twere lighter bear
A finger of Enamelled Fire—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Third Degree
(by eddie boyd and willie dixon)
Got me accused of peeping, I cant see a thing.
Got me accused of petting, I cant even raise my hand.
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me.
Well I just cant stand no more of this third degree.
Got me accused of murder, I aint harmed a man.
Got me accused of forgery, I cant even write my name.
Chorus
Got me accused of taxes, I aint got a dime.
Got me accused of children, and aint nary one of them was mine.
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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People have accused me of being in favor of globalization. This is equivalent to accusing me of being in favor of the sun rising in the morning.
quote by Clare Short
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If Silence Breaks Its Silence
IF SILENCE BREAKS ITS SILENCE
Melvin Banggollay
The tail of silence riding with the wind
whispers echoes of rumor mongering
but when asked to accost its humming
Mute was his lips as if he knows nothing.
If silence will break its own silent beam
then lot of things could have been seen
Justice could have reign if eyes be keen
and tongue unafraid to tell what had been.
For fear of life, the ear of silence remain
to be deaf forever even it hears disdain,
The eyes that see is blind again and again
as lips close to shout for silence to reign.
Be brave to break the silence that reign
for truth to radiate justice that regain
Hope to those who sung victims pain
and torment to those that inflicts disdain.
Written when my father was wrongfully accused
of a crime of frustrated homicide that he never have done.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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I have been accused of being a traitor, and I have been accused of not supporting the military. Nothing could be further from the truth.
quote by Martin Sheen
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In a democratic country, when a man is accused, he's accused from a document issued by the public attorney.
quote by Jacques Verges
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I became chairman of the inmates committee. Got into a lot of trouble. Was accused of fomenting a riot. Was accused of plotting to kill the warden.
quote by Clifford Irving
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Journalists are accused of being lapdogs when they don't ask the hard questions, but then accused of being rude when they do. Good thing we have tough hides.
quote by Gwen Ifill
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It is honourable to be accused by those who deserve to be accused.
Accused Of Love
You speak to me in natural harmony
Like we both grew up with nothin
And I cant believe my own memory
But it one day could be coming
And I dont even know the wrong Ive done
And I dont even care anymore
All I know is I believe that you and me
Forever will stand accused of love
Watched the sun go down behind london town
I was burnt, stood up in mayfair
I caught a train, black car through the rain
From the trust that hung betrayed there
And I dont even know the wrong Ive done
And I dont even care anymore
All I know is I believe that you and me
Forever will stand accused of love
Well, the attorney grins, the witness is drug in
With his face half hid in shadow
Sworn to God and state the truth arrives too late
And defense goes out the window
And we dont even know the wrong weve done
And we dont even care anymore
All I know is I believe that you and me
Forever will stand accused of love
Will stand accused of love
Will stand accused of love
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Once we were happy
Once we were happy, I
Loving and beloved,
You loved and loving, sweetly moved.
Then you became the enemy
Of love, and I to disdain
Found youthful passion change.
Disdain demands I speak,
Disdain, that in my breast
Keeps the shame of my neglected offering fresh:
And from your laurel
Tears the leaves, now dry, once beautiful.
poem by Torquato Tasso
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How Many Times
How many years keep on slipping away
And it seems that your life doesnt matter, you never had a chance
How many ways is a love torn apart
And you look to your heart for some answers, dont let it slip away
Cant blame myself anymore, Ive been beaten and accused before
Well I took some bad advice, and I paid too high a price
I could sell my soul, you know I wouldnt think twice
Chorus:
How many times must a man fall down, I said whoa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh
How many dreams have to fall to the ground
It goes on an on an on an on an on, yeah
How many times do you look for some sign
That theres hope, and your life has some meaning, almost every day, hey, hey
Maybe I was born to wander, I got no high hopes any longer
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
Is nothin ever gonna free me from this hell Im livin in
Chorus
(instrumental break)
Cant blame myself anymore, Ive been beaten and accused before
So tell me my friend, just where does it end
Im sick and tired of livin in a rat race that no one ever wins
Chorus repeats 2x
song performed by by Toto
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Sonnet XI: Tears, Vows, and Prayers
Tears, vows, and prayers win the hardest heart:
Tears, vows, and prayers have I spent in vain;
Tears cannot soften flint, nor vows convert;
Prayers prevail not with a quaint disdain.
I lose my tears where I have lost my love;
I vow my faith where faith is not regarded;
I pray in vain a merciless to move;
So rare a faith ought better be rewarded.
Yet though I cannot win her will with tears,
Though my soul's idol scorneth all my vows,
Though all my prayers be to so deaf ears,
No favor though the cruel Fair allows.
Yet will I weep, vow, pray to cruel she;
Flint, frost, disdain wears, melts, and yields we see.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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Kept In Realities Deluded
We...
You and me.
They and others.
Are more the products of a yesterday.
A time that has gone away,
And does not exist.
Than we are affixed,
To a time existing today...
With no history yet,
Can be claimed attached to it.
And many are accused of living in the past.
Few, if any, are accused of living in the future.
And those that are...
Glowing bright as stars,
Seen...
But light years away from where we are,
Just might be...
In their own 'worlds'.
And it seems unfortunate,
That those in this one...
Are addicted to conflict and other drugs,
That keep them kept in realities deluded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A slave boy is blamed no matter what he does: If he does not wash his hands, he is accused of being dirty. If he washes his hands, he is accused of wasting water.
Sticks And Stones
People talkin', tryin' to break us up
Why don't they let us be
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But talk don't bother me
(No) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
When they know that I love you so
So I don't care what the people might say
I'm never gonna let you go
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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One is either judge or accused. The judge sits, the accused stands. Live on your feet.
quote by Jean Cocteau
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Accused
You are accused of a crime and i am accused of your love,
But be very cautious of whatever you see on this earth;
For a woman is like the bee and you have to treat her well then,
She will make sweet honey for you.
To be loved and to be honoured with the right words,
Love is like the aphrodisiac of Turkey!
And with a wet morning with the muse of your passion,
For i want to know what turns you on.
Womb, bomb, tomb!
You either have the questions or you know the facts;
For you are eloquently noted with the kin of your muse and,
I really want to know what turns you on always in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Scapegoat
Judges have decimated
Meanings of our laws
Already guilty?
Something has a flaw
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Try to realize
Chorus:
Don't you know
You can't see
Too damn blind
To judge me!
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Try to realize
Repeat Chorus
Laws are meant to follow
But they've misled you
Conceal their meaning
So they can suit you
Misjudged by the system
No one ever knows
Adding injury to insult
No one ever knows
No one
No one knows
No one
No one
No one knows...
Judges have decimated
Meanings of our laws
Already guilty?
Something has a flaw
Wrongly accused
Blindly confused
Open your eyes
Wake up
song performed by by Fear Factory from Soul Of A New Machine
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Who is Responsible?
Who are responsible for corruption:
The people or the Government?
Both but the latter is the prime accused.
Who are responsible for adultery:
The cuckold or the spouse?
Both but the former is prime accused.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Still Smiling........
Smiled When Mother Took Me Into Her Arms For The First Time,
Smiled When Saw World Outside The Hospital For The First Time,
Smiled Whenever Went To School,
Smiled Even Being Laughed At....
And Called A Fool....
Smiled When Stood First In The Class,
Smiled When I Wasn't Misunderstood..... At Last!
Smiled When My Poem Was Said Wow!
Smiled When Realised That Only Day Is Today....
And Time Is Now......
Smiled When Got My 'True' Love,
Smiled As I Always Felt We Are Two Doves,
Smiled Even When Came To Know He's Not Mine,
Smiled Even When He Married My Friend.....
And Raised A Toast Of Wine,
Smiled Even When Lost Every Hope,
Smiled Even When Wasn't Able To Cope,
Smiled Even When Knew My End Is Near,
Smiled And Enjoyed Cutting My Nerve.......
No Fear...............
Smiled At Every Moment Of My Life,
Whenever, Wherever And Never Cried.............
But Now, I'm Lying Under A White Cover,
Father Putting Me On Fire.........
With No Blessings Left To Shower.....
People Around Have Nothing To Do With My Death
But Are Crying.........
And I'm............
Still Smiling.................................
poem by Apurva Jain
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