You meet these people who are confident all the time. They annoy me. And I wonder if it's because I'm envious or if it's because they're shallow.
quote by Guy Pearce
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quote by Richard M. Daley
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I feel very confident with the way I look. But I felt just as confident the way I looked before. I've always been confident with who I am.
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We meet people all the time....
We meet people all the time
Rich people with nothing
Poor people with the world
Kind people
Not so kind people
Funny people
People who think they are funny
People who laugh at other peoples pain
People who change the course of our lives
People whom we change their direction
Inspirational people
Caring people
Intelligent people
History tells us of people who create World misery
And the ones who end it
People who charm the socks off us (while we are wearing our shoes!)
People who steal our affections
People who give us undeserved affections
All the time we meet people
Wouldn’t it be nice if this poem didn’t label them though?
poem by Wanelisa Albert
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We The People
We the people.
Are not ones to trust.
We the people.
Turned diamonds to rust.
We the people.
Created our binds.
We the people are foolish and blind.
We the people.
Are bullies that shove.
We the people.
'The same-sex can't love! '
We the people.
With morals so worn.
We the people.
Will save the unborn!
We the people.
Raise cowardly minds.
We the people.
Commited the crime.
We the people.
With confident grins.
We the people.
Will fail again.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Shallow Days...
well, there are
shallow days, nothing deep
something for my
feet,
above me the sun
one and only one sun
just the sun and my head
and the shallow waters
on my toes
and the noon time walk
when everyone is as usual
having lunch, and
my toes get wet and i
am making meanings
on the shallow waters
the body in the middle of
this air, the hands are like
eagles flying. the fingers are
turning into feathers
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Re-Written
There is no soul or depth.
None that I suspect.
I know you are full of yourself.
And I discovered that with much regret!
I respect you.
But I wont let you flip a switch
On my healing!
You are on the wrong page!
And that chapter you kept...
That read, Squeeze Every Bit Before You Leave
Has been re-written.
Updated!
Without a shallow part,
To annoy or have me grieve!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The ancestors may annoy you but don't make a mistake of annoying them back, they may annoy you forever.
School Is Out
School is out
No more getting up early
Just having fun
No more annoy teachers and homework
Summer is here
School is out
Come on and scream with me
I just want to chill out and relax
After long year of school and hardwork
Summer is here
School is out
I can do what ever I want
Staying up late, having party/sleepover
I can be crazy and loud if I want and noone can stop me
Summer is here
School is out
No more lectures from teachers
No more rules or detetion
Hanging with my friends
Going to beach and having all fun I can
Summer is here
School is out
Wohooo, yea
All I want to do is scream and dance
No more never end work and annoy people
It's all about fun in the sun
Summer is here
School is out
No more getting up early
Just having fun
No more annoy teachers and homework
Summer is here
School is out
poem by Christina Phan
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Thirst
Water may be the solace to the throat
But can it lessen or quench my thirst
For what I am searching for,
Tramping across the shallow shore?
Having determined, confident as well,
I gently walked treading on the shell,
Being astray to get from this cosmos
Whatever that'l satiate me more not less.
(October; 2011)
poem by Rafeeque C.K
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Shallow Days
Mary jane says its all right
Shes just around the corner from the main light.
Any day now, its all right
Shes standing on the precipice of big time.
And I know Im a little uptight,
Ive got to go before the sun shines.
Were just a couple small people squeezing out a life,
We need a little good time.
Its not far from here,
Mary comes and goes.
Drifting through the scenery of the shallow days below,
That is anybody knows.
You follow trains out of town and they vanish somewhere under the horizon.
Yeah well I saw mary jane dragged her shadow down the tracks,
Stare off in the distance.
Its not far from here,
Mary waves hello.
Smiling though shes sinking in the shallow days below,
I cant find a way out of here.
Out on the road again,
Im much, much too concerned about mary jane.
Im all alone again,
I like what she said, not what it means.
She leaves me drowning through the shallow days, down below.
You know I heard a band playing waltzes in a grange hall
The sun is sinking lower.
People staring, mary jane humming softly to herself,
Nobody really knows her.
Any day now its all right,
She tells herself that this will be the last time.
Mary jane pulls her hair back and wonders what shell do with all her
Freetime.
Not too far from here,
Mary turns to go.
Smiling while the waltz begins, dancing down the road
Hey hey mr. freedom,
What are we supposed to think?
cause Im a very tiny person and it worries me.
Im all alone again,
I like what she says, not what it means.
She leaves me drowning in the shallow days way down below.
Im sorry, she said,
I know its not the kind of thing you want.
Im falling, falling down.
Im sorry, she said.
I know Im not the kind of girl you want.
Were falling, falling, falling, falling down.
song performed by by Counting Crows
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Envy Exposed
Green with Envy does not describe
The color worn by this foul Sin
For green is the color of living things
An Envious Heart has no life therein
The color Blue for Envy will not do
Blue is the sky where freedom sings
In skies so many dreams take flight
An Envious Heart has no wings
Envy cannot dress in Yellow or Gold
The warm colors of the life giving Sun
An Envious Heart is so bitterly cold
With no joie de vivre for all of life’s fun
Envy dare not wear any shade of Red
A color so linked to precious bloodshed
Blood is sacred not to be wantonly shed
An Envious Heart would bleed others till dead
Purple is the color of Passionate fire
An Envious Heart knows only Hate’s ire
Pink is a color where innocent youth may abide
An Envious Heart is tired and shriveled inside
Nor can Envy ‘s color be Black as night
For the star filled night is laced with light
Envy won’t wear Purity’s symbolic White
An Envious Heart does not own such a right
Envy cannot even lay its claim to Grey
(Muddled mix of color though be as it may)
Grey is the color of softness seen
An Envious Heart is hard and mean
What Envy wears best is Invisibility
So denuded of Soul none would wish to see
No color born of Heaven will suit it well
An Envious Heart will be naked in Hell
poem by Mary Havran
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Real Love Unfold
If the important people in your life love you on the out side and hate you on the inside, that is worse then hate through and through, for you have a hard time not only seeing it, but excepting it, thus making it more difficult to detach your self from this poison. Once you sense the good in you that is beyond any game, you no longer judge your self from their shallow standards, but go forwards into a higher ecology of life, of love, of human interactions. Soon you meet other people that reinforce higher ground. Than watch the miracles of your life, of real love unfold.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Had I Knew Ya!
I would not had wished you break your neck.
Had I knew ya!
I would have given you much more respect.
Had I knew ya.
With the best...
Had I knew ya!
Of sincerity one gets.
I would not had wished you break your neck.
Had I knew ya!
I would have given you much more respect.
Had I knew ya.
With the best...
Had I knew ya!
Of sincerity one gets.
You can bet...
My foul mouth would be kept,
Under lock and key and silent breath!
You can bet...
Knowing you don't annoy!
You can bet...
Knowing you don't annoy!
I would not had wished you break your neck.
Had I knew ya!
I would have given you much more respect.
Had I knew ya.
With the best...
Had I knew ya!
Of sincerity one gets.
Knowing you don't annoy!
I would not had wished you break your neck.
Had I knew ya!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
Knowing you don't annoy!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
Knowing you don't annoy!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
Knowing you don't annoy!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
Knowing you don't annoy!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
You can bet...
Had I knew ya!
You can bet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People who annoy people are the luckiest people in the world.
quote by Howie Mandel
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I used to think of all the billions of people in the world, and of all those people, how was I going to meet the right ones The right ones to be my friends, the right one to be my husband. Now I just believe you meet the people you're supposed to meet.
quote by Andrew Schneider
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It's inevitable that if you do okay on something like that you don't just annoy people, that it will make a difference because it seemed like such a lot of people so, yes I would have to say that it has done.
Shallow Grave
When I fall in endless sleep
I hope that I'll be buried deep
Let me be the one that fortune favours
Even good children got shallow graves
Throw another clown to the lions
Throw another Joan on the blaze
Cast me away on the cruel calm ocean
and leave me for days and days and days and days and days
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
I won't lie, I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Bless the poor 'cos like the rich
They all end up in a ditch
In this world of fools and knaves
Even good children got shallow graves
The tinker, the tailor, the fabulous five
Nobody gets out of this alive
Chorus
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down deep where the dead men sleep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
Dig me down, dig me down, dig me down deep
I won't lie in this poor shallow grave
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Seeking to Receive
You annoy!
As if it is enjoyed.
A specialty perfected that you do.
And it is not that I am cruel,
Pointing that out to you.
But you do it as if...
It is a gift from you I accept.
With an expectation from you I get.
You annoy!
As if it is by you enjoyed.
And I sit with you wondering...
If it is my patience given,
You wish to see from me...
Leave.
Before you decide,
That's the thrill you came seeking to receive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black And White Makes Grey...
If I was to snap my fingers and everyone turned black
How would we be any different from one another?
If I was to snap my fingers and everyone turned white
How would we be any different from one another?
We wouldn't be different.
We could walk down the street
and no one would 'think' any differently.
So all the discrimination and deaths over the years
are just superficial?
Please tell me that people are not that shallow..
tell me that all those people didn't die
just because they have more melanin in their skin
or because their eyes were a different shape..
or because their hair is curly.
Tell me people didn't die just because
I didn't snap my fingers.
If I had, and we were all the same colour..
would there have been the word..discrimination.
Are we really that shallow? ? ! !
poem by Sharon Maree Smith
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Anyone can be confident with a full head of hair. But a confident bald man - there's your diamond in the rough.
quote by Larry David
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