Passport
I have not got my passport
I have not decided to go.
So far I know
There is no place to go.
I have not decided to go
I have not got my passport.
There is no place to go
So far I know.
I am here
My life is here
And there is
No substitute of life.
I know
You know.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Decided
[Chorus]
I decided to stay home tonite
I decided I'ma treat you right
I decided to be there for you
Decided to be on my P's and Q's
I decided to give up my friends
Decided I'ma take you out weekends
Decided to give you a reason to trust
These are decisions that I make for love
[Verse 1]
Enough is enough no more running around
(Searchin' for what's right here at home)
Because my luck is 'bout to turn around
(And I just can't keep doin' you wrong)
Girl I take it for granted that you will be here always
(Tired of this ego trip)
'Cause soon you'll be searchin' for another man
And I just can't have that happen to me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now I've had about all that I can stand no more
(I'm turnin' in my playa's card)
See I'm retirin' from the secret life I chose
(Cause I just can't keep breakin' your heart)
It was silly of me to be the way that I was
(First was blind
song performed by by R. Kelly from TP-2.COM
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Y
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Pure soul first breath is filled with sin
A young child just born quit suffering
A mother's greed, get high, chasin' ghosts again
This will happen over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
I look into your eyes, I feel your pain, life's insane
I'm gonna do my best to try again and live again
I know we're all the same, we live our lives it's like a game
And still we do it over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
First communion done, now your life has just begun
Second plot the whole world is looking with a gun
Another child will do it when he's on the run
The vicious circle of life has just begun!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you!
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be sooo cruel!
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
It's all, yeah, it's all
Don't ask us Y!
It's all decided for you
song performed by by Zug Izland
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I Decided
I decided not to cry
'cause I know
you cannot wipe my tears
I decided not to ask
'cause I know you cannot give
I decided not to give
'cause I know you will reject
I decided not to speak
'cause I know
you will be...hurt.
I decided to decide
'cause I know....
I have to.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Patronized
Before it arrives to be decided in public.
Someone has decided the value and place of it.
With a giving of a rating.
To further diminish,
High standards 'once' valued.
To appease those less deserving.
But to please them to keep them patronized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Did He Have A Passport?
There's a recent book that's just come out
'Bout Jesus by a Hindu
It's a really interesting read
But - if you think like I do -
It raises far more questions than
The few that it can answer
Like if Jesus went abroad
How did he get a passport?
Imagine him signing the forms
And coming to the section
Where it asks you who your father is
And his job or his profession
Now it seems that Jesus did spend time
With sub-continental gurus
So if his passport we could find
His-story would be full proved.
poem by David Keig
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Should such an ignorant people lead the world? How did it come to this in the first place? 82 percent of us don't even have a passport! Just a handful can speak a language other than English.
quote by Michael Moore
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The Salvation of God
I am confident in life
I walk in light everyday
I feel the presence of God
I am blessed in my daily life
With the salvation of God
The mourning ended
The sorrow ended
The vulnerability ended
The confusion ended
With the salvation of God
God healed my heart broken
God forgives me my sins
God guides me in his righteous ways
God empowers me everyday
With the salvation of God
I see the bright future
I see the victory rejoice
I see the special blessings
I see the safe and happy home
With the salvation of God
I had decided to serve God
I had decided to bless others
I had decided to proclaim his love and goodness
I had decided to follow God forever.
poem by NIMUGIRE Marie Chantal
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Politically Incorrect Poem 3
The latest European edict from Brussels
commands that horses
must have a passport, with photo...
(our local brewery
still used them for local deliveries -
accountants proved them cheaper;
and of course, great publicity)
How many horses
can you get in one
photo-booth?
And they'll need quite a few more
shit-hot
passport inspectors
so watch that arab stallion
strolling so casually
onto the cross-Channel ferry -
might he....?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Change His Ways
Deep in the jungle He lost her favour
Another gambit He would have made her
He gave her perfume She use his razor
And decided to change his ways
She was a gambler He didn't blame her
She had a dimple in her favour
At the last minute He always chase her
And decided to change his ways
Life would be so much more exciting
If we could live it day by day
We could at least adjust the lighting
To illuminate the way
He took the loving that she'd been craving
She took advantage of the saving
It almost ruined her reputation
And decided to change his ways
[Yodeling]
Life would be so much more exciting
If we could live it day by day
We could at least adjust the lighting
To illuminate the way
She wasn't crazy 'bout his behaviour
She read it somewhere in the paper
He was seducing a ballerina
And decided to change his ways
[Yodeling]
Deep in the jungle He lost her favour
Another gambit He would have made her
He gave her perfume She use his razor
And decided to change
And decided to change
He decided to change his ways.
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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I think one of the great moments of my life was when I could write musician on my passport.
quote by Jon Anderson
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It Was A Decision Made
Everytime I begin to write,
I have an encounter with reality.
Something within me validates with a scrutiny,
What there is I believe I am provoked to say.
As if to preview the doing before it is released.
I am often asked if I like to write.
And I never gave what I've been doing all my life,
That much thought.
I do not premeditate a doing.
It is as natural to me as using the bathroom.
It was not I that decided I would write.
It was a decision made.
It was not I that decided I would be creative.
It was a decision made.
It was not I that decided I was to be born.
But then...
Sometimes I feel a need to debate it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Fate Decided
D day
The icy spray of the sea
The soft murmur of men
The retailing of packs
The wait of mine secured on my back
My fate decided
The blow of a whistle
The thump of the 88`s letting lose
The rattle of bullets hitting the boat
The caused cry
The scream of men
The roar of metal ripping apart
My fate decided
The boat stoping
The men confused
The red water linking in
The ramp is opening
My fate decided
The whistles blown
The line a broken
Pushing men not wanting to leave
The water red and cold
The pounding of bullets
The scream of men all around
My fate decided
Blood bleached sand thick and red
My rifle a swung on my back
The clocking of wet rifles
The explosion of a boat
The cry of men, metal and guns
My fate decided
The sicken sight
The feeling worse
The pounding of feet
The rocks
Can we make it?
My fate decided
The rifle unsung
The rocks and shelter still far away
Can we make it?
Falling men hitting hard to the dirt
Is this where we should all now lay?
My fate decided
The shade of the towering stones
Now directly over me
Have I made it?
Yes voice from nowhere bellowed
On your feet a war to fight
Find the strength I think I might
My fate decided
Men still falling, still crying, still screaming in pain
I am here fine feeling only a dull numbness
Rifle clocked and ready to go
Firing on impulse as it would seem
Another round shot another man falls
The bullets flying all around
Hit men and picking them off at a steady past
Claiming their targets resting place
My fate decided
Stumbling into the trench
On top of the men which had fired at us not long ago
Their resting place now sealed in a bloody hole of mud and grit
Would this be me?
My fate decided
The loading of a rifle
Pulling me back to reality
To the blood soaked uniform
To the job at hand
To the war we must fight
My fate decided
poem by Mike Cochrane
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My fairy-tale life ended the moment I wanted to apply for a passport.
quote by Joan Chen
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The lion leading bulls
It is how you have made use of your men
That has decided how they have fared.
It is how you have made use of yourself
That has decided how you have emerged.
It is how you have showed of yourself
That has decided how others have accepted.
Lions led by a bull will lose to bulls led by a lion.
31.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fate and hate
Once upon a time
pain decide to leave the world
once upon a time
hate decided to fade away
once upon a time
horror decided to grow a sense of humor.
Life and pain walked apart
hate and love took their place
and fate laughed silently.
Can love quit loving hate? ?
Can hate quit hating love? ?
Intentions enslaved yet
feelings bounds more than the last forgot
unearthly prison.
poem by Asef Fakih
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Heaven Help
There comes a time
To be free of the heart
I wanna be ready
Ready to start
On a love journey
Got places to go
Made up my mind
And I have got to let you know
Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks through my door
'Cause I decided right now
I'm ready for love
A funny feeling's coming
Over me
Now I'm inspired and open to being
In a love place
But it's out of my hands
I'm telling you baby that you got to understand
Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks though my door
'Cause I decided right now
I'm ready for love
Ready for love
I can't see what's out there for me
And I know love offers no guarantee
I'll take a chance and I'm
Telling you something babe
I got to let you know
Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks through my door
'Cause I decided right now
I'm ready for love
Ready for love
Take a chance
Take the chance on love
The heart
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Are You Gonna Go My Way
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A Place Of The Heart
this place is not a room for sadness
sorrow is a stranger here
and cannot stay that long
there are no sonorous eyes here
not a place for emaciated cheeks
and unshaven beards
this is not the place for mourning
no one comes here wearing the black shirt
of fasting
this is the place for passion
(not promiscuity)
this is a private place for our shared whispers
the zip-less reunion
of two souls not wearing any name tags on their bones
when you come here
it is because
you have decided to be free
from morality from the mortality of your prisoners
welcome, bare yourself, brace yourself
for another experience
someone you love shall be summoned
to completely make you
home again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Zipless Reunion By Emma Z.
this place is not a room for sadness
sorrow is a stranger here
and cannot stay that long
there are no sonorous eyes here
not a place for emaciated cheeks
and unshaven beards
this is not the place for mourning
no one comes here wearing the black shirt
of fasting
this is the place for passion
(not promiscuity)
this is a private place for our shared whispers
the zip-less reunion
of two souls not wearing any name tags on their bones
when you come here
it is because
you have decided to be free
from morality from the mortality of your prisoners
welcome, bare yourself, brace yourself
for another experience
someone you love shall be summoned
to completely make you
home again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Go Back to the Place You Belong
Tired of problems in life
He decided to move out of
Everybody’s sight
Left his home
For an unknown place
Free of all the troubles
He walked from morning to dusk
Then he saw bright lights
Reaching nearer
He saw fire blazing
Everybody Trying
To save their lives
He ran from there
Spent the night in the forest
In the morning
Saw a village nearby
Reaching there
Didn’t see any sign of life
Dead people all around
Disease and hunger
Had taken their toll
He ran from there
To find a better place
On his journey he met a saint
He asked him to suggest a place
Where he could find
Peace and solace
The saint smiled and said to him
Peace and turmoil are side by side
It’s your attitude
That gives you peace and anger
Go back to the place you belong
Positive attitude
Shall make all the difference
You shall become a happy man
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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To, for, about, because of, Spike Milligan
Spike, we talked of you today.
You’ll have to live with that now, I guess -
it seems that everyone has
a place in their hearts for you.
So, like a heap of ‘floral tributes’,
they’re all individual, but
it makes a very great pile
For myself, it’s that look on your face
that stays – as if you found life just so great a thing
that it stupefied you, wondering
how to confront it – whether
to laugh at it or cry for it
(both of which you did so well,
that perhaps it didn’t help you much
to decide between, so, lucky us, we got both by turns..)
and on your face, that quizzical appeal
to the rest of us, to help you to decide
how to confront life…or sometimes, should we even try? ..
When you see, in theatre foyers,
those two masks of tragedy and comedy,
it could say underneath –
‘To Spike Milligan, who knew both’
and perhaps people would notice them more and think.
And though you laughed and cried
at our mortality like
a philosopher who was also
a stand-up performer with tears of absurdity in his eyes,
it seems we’ve decided that
despite how you may be feeling now,
we’ve decided in our mortality
that you’re immortal.
I guess
you’ll just have to live with that.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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