Frank person and polite talker
Do not say
They are twin
And alike
In nature
And in qualities.
I know
I can not say
A frank person
A cheater
It is the clever
A polite talker.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Cheater
Cheater, I know where youve been
Cheater, your lies
Cant hide your sin
Cheater, dont ask me how I know
Cheater, I guess its time for you to go
Im tired of chasing shadows
So lllusive in the night
And your empty words
That leave me high and dry
Now the curtains finally fallen
On this fantasy affair
Youve had me for the last time
With your lies
Cheater, youre a cheater
I know where youve been
Cheater, your lies
Cant hide your sin
Cheater, dont ask me how I know
Cheater, I guess its time for you to go
The voices in the wind I heard
Kept telling me to run
Whispering a warning to my heart
And the voices deep as thunder
Tried to speak of things to come
I was blinded then
But now I see the light
Cheater, youre a cheater
And I know where youve been
Cheater, mean mistreater
Your lies cant hide your sin
Cheater, dont ask me how I know
Cheater, I guess its time
For you to go
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Cheater
I got home late this evening, stumbled up the stair
I couldnt believe my eyes when I looked in the bedroom there
My woman with a man was lyin fast asleep
I felt a rage inside me, control I couldnt keep
She was a cheater
I reached the dressing table, kicked away the door
I gripped the cold black metal, a loaded .44
By this time theyre awake and they dont know what to do
I scream you cheatin bitch heres what I think of you
You are a cheater
They both pleaded for mercy, I said no way
When you do this upon me, you have no say
I treated you so real good, and this is what you do
Oh no Ive finished with you, your time is through
You are a cheater
If you need a cheater theres nobody sweeter than this one
Theres no neater, come on here and meet her
Cheater, cheater, cheater, come on and meet her...
song performed by by Judas Priest
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King is alien
King is alien in foreign land
Poet and scholar are not.
Nothing is impossible for
Powerful and mighty.
For the traders
No place is out of reach.
For a polite talker
No one is stranger.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Positive Thinker
Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?
Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?
Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?
Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?
Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Face To Face With An Unknown Cat
miao
face to face with an unknown cat
where did it learn this manner?
the next door neighbour has been around for ages
and we hardly know each other
polite cat
polite, polite, polite
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Special Friend
I wish I knew you in my past
And why did not take us so long
To get to know each other, but at least I know our friendship is true.
And yes if we want it to last
Then our friendship will always be Special and strong
Yes, I know that there are times that you get that tingly feeling when I call
I also want you to know that I get that tingly feeling also when I hear your name
And yes, we both question ourselves how this can be true
That we both have that one Special Friend that is there to catch each other when we fall
And there not another person in this world that is alike or the same
This why we both need to say to the Lord, Thank you.
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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My Evil Twin
My evil twin, bad weather friend
He always wants to start when I want to begin*
It scares me so, like I scare myself
With that book of nostradamus up upon my shelf
Playing hangman til the morning light
Doing donuts on the neighbors lawn
Then sleep all through the day, get up and start again
I can hear some sirens somewhere but I dont know why
My evil twin runs home again
Search lights look for an alibi, but Ill be home by then
Here he comes again, my evil twin
My friends have seen him hiding underneath my skin
Who cut the arm off the voodoo doll
That resembles a republican president from long ago
Id hate to see you leave
cause I have grown so grateful for the
Blame you save me from
My twin
My twin
My twin
(my twin) I know he looks like me
(my twin) hates work like me and walks like me
(my twin) hes even got a twin like me
My evil twin, bad weather friend
I know some day Ill meet him
But I dont know where or when
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Never underestimate a quiet person, for he may have qualities that belie his quiet nature.
Never take for granted a quiet person, for he may have qualities that belie his quiet nature.
Rare Thoughts that Never Go away
Has anyone out there reading this
Ever thought about that one person that is always in your thoughts and they never go away?
Well many of us out there are too scared of what or whom we miss
And then there are some of us that can't stop thinking of them throughout the day
Well I am this kind of person that just met a person not long ago
And I am here to say that my thoughts are of this person that I really admire
There are so many people that say how you can feel that way about someone who you barely know
I simply tell them that I trust in the Lord's every desire
Even though finding that one kind of person in everyone's life is rare
Who is always willing to listen and be gentle and kind
I hope that everyone can find this type of person that seems to always be there
Because I want her to know this is why she is always on my mind
And this is why these thoughts never go away
Because of the friendship that has come from the Heaven Above
This is why I am glad, for these thoughts are here to stay
And hopefully those thoughts and feelings will turn from friendship to passionate love
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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Never take a quiet person for granted. He might have great qualities underneath his quiet nature.
Two Alike
Two Alike
Two Entities
Pulsating alike—
Two hearts
Beating alike—
Two minds
Throbbing alike—
Two souls
Singing alike!
Has anyone seen
Such a like
In this world
Where nothing is alike?
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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People Aren't That Dumb
Is someone who is coached to lead...
Someone needed to bolster issues of trust?
Can that person truthfully convince,
They possess leadership qualities...
To allow others to breathe easily.
And accepted as one of independence.
Without displaying a hint of incompetence?
Or will a dumbdowning done,
Implemented by everyone.
Not notice that such leadership...
Isn't what it should be,
For anyone observing...
To realize,
There is in fact..
None!
But given time such qualities will some day come!
And the person selected based on appearances...
Looks the part just to get an election won!
'That will 'never' happen.
People aren't 'that' dumb! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A smooth talker is a good-for-nothing person.
We don't love qualities; we love a person; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as their qualities.
quote by Jacques Maritain
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A Cheater And A Thief
A Cheater And A Thief
I came across a site
where someone had taken
my best-loved poem,
shortened the title
to try to disguise the fact,
and then claimed it as his own
to try to make people believe
he was something
that he is clearly not.
One day he will realise
what he has done wrong
and in doing so
will end up being branded
as a cheater and a thief.
17 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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Your Imperfect Boy
Sometimes I lie.
But I am a liar that loves you
Sometimes I get mad.
But I am a angry person that still wants you
Sometimes I move slow.
But I am a slow person with a fast heart beat, every time I’m around you.
Sometimes I dropp things.
But I am a clumsy person that wants to hold you.
Sometimes I talk too much.
But I am a heavy talker because I like talking to you.
Sometimes I act like I am 5.
But I am a 5 year old that wants too take care of you.
Sometimes I make mistakes.
But I never want too make the mistake of being without you.
There are many things I do that will annoy.
But I want you too know that I always loved you and im your imperfect boy.
poem by Levi Sutton
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Anything You Can Do
ANNIE: Anything you can do I can do better
......I can do anything better than you
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, yes, I can
FRANK: Anything you can be I can be greater
......Sooner or later I'm greater than you
ANNIE: No, you're not
FRANK: Yes, I am
ANNIE: No, you're not
FRANK: Yes, I am
ANNIE: No, you're not
FRANK: Yes, I am, yes I am
FRANK: I can shoot a partridge with a single cartridge
ANNIE: I can get a sparrow with a bow and arrow
FRANK: I can live on bread and cheese
ANNIE: And only on that?
FRANK: Yes
ANNIE: So can a rat
FRANK: Any note you can reach I can go higher
ANNIE: I can sing anything higher than you
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
ANNIE: Anything you can buy I can buy cheaper
......I can buy anything cheaper than you
FRANK: Fifty cents
ANNIE: Forty cents
FRANK: Thirty cents
ANNIE: Twenty cents
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, yes, I can
FRANK: Anything you can say I can say softer
ANNIE: I can say anything softer than you
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, yes, I can
FRANK: I can drink my liquor faster than a flicker
ANNIE: I can do it quicker and get even sicker
FRANK: I can open any safe
ANNIE: Without being caught?
FRANK: Sure
ANNIE: That's what I thought (you crook)
FRANK: Any note you can hold I can hold longer
ANNIE: I can hold any note longer than you
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't - yes, you can
ANNIE: Anything you can wear I can wear better
......In what you wear I'd look better than you
FRANK: In my coat
ANNIE: In your vest
FRANK: In my shoes
ANNIE: In your hat
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, yes, I can
FRANK: Anything you can say I can say faster
ANNIE: I can say anything faster than you
FRANK: Noyoucan't
ANNIE: YesIcan
FRANK: Noyoucan't
ANNIE: YesIcan
FRANK: Noyoucan't
ANNIE: YesIcan
FRANK: Noyoucan't
ANNIE: YesIcan
FRANK: I can jump a hurdle
ANNIE: I can wear a girdle
FRANK: I can knit a sweater
ANNIE: I can fill it better
FRANK: I can do most anything
ANNIE: Can you bake a pie?
FRANK: No
ANNIE: Neither can I
FRANK: Anything you can sing I can sing sweeter
ANNIE: I can sing anything sweeter than you
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Oh, yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
FRANK: No, you can't, can't, can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can, can, can, can
FRANK: No, you can't
ANNIE: Yes, I can
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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The Talker
Splashes of words
screaming for
the talker
The words
fear
The talker
could have
forgotten
sentences
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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I saw young men, boys just out of school (Villanelle)
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
working men with university degrees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
being called up for war, being tossed into its whirlpool
set on fire and burning like a bunch of trees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
who over war did not drool
but hated every moment of it, men with great qualities
far too clever to be anyone’s fool
who’s lives were threaded out like from a spool,
treated like mere sediment, dregs, refuse, like lees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
in places flaming hot, icy cold wearing jerseys of wool,
praying, standing in the wilderness on their knees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
with pierced bodies draining in bloody pool after bloody pool
becoming the sons of Cain, the devils own employees
and I saw young men, boys just out of school,
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool.
poem by Gert Strydom
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