Reverse gear
At times
Reverse gear
Make the vehicle
Proceed forward.
Public pleasure
There on
Scraped horse.
Decision delayed
To give statement
After touching
All stones.
At times
Difficult to say
The incidents
You faced.
And the movement
Of the vehicle
You are in.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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How To Drive?
Wait, wait, wait,
let yourself wait,
be ready to learn driving,
vehicle up to date.
darling vehicle up to date.
Always start car o' expert with care.
Otherwise, would find some thing,
Uneasy, unfair.
keep clutch in hand,
never accident,
pass away you very slowly,
until it may faint.
hate, hate, hate,
fast driving hate.
be ready to learn driving,
vehicle up to date.
Vehicle:
see this one is gate kaveri,
this one kutubminar.
see every thing nude darling,
while driving car.
Vehicle: I want enjoy heaven,
carry on so fast,
would that! we were queen and king,
forever no last.
haste, haste, haste,
make darling, haste.
if you get down so sooner,
who will compensate.
I need a fast driver,
don't drive me slow.
take energy-pills,
darling, your energy low!
keep mind my word,
I'm too forward,
until you are not trained,
I won't like you wait.
hate, hate, I hate,
I don't like you wait,
be ready to learn driving,
Vehicle up to date.
poem by Rani Madhubala
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Butterfly was certainly a vehicle for me, and if it died, it still would have served its purpose, in spades. We never expected it to give me the visibility it has given me. It was just a small thing as a vehicle, and suddenly the whole world knew about it.
quote by Pia Zadora
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Dim And Divine
A dim car watched by the skull
Is shining its lights for us to lose sight.
This winter we are divine,
As hopping is made a pleasure
From car to car, from vehicle to vehicle.
We are deceitful to ourselves,
When we lose this dimness and reach full light.
A crash occurred and was pre-fabricated,
The cars were switched on for the engines to murmur.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Detroit is saying that the hydrogen vehicle is the vehicle of the future. But it's 15 years from now.
For Anyone Anticipating to be Convinced
There is nothing about this train that moves backward.
When the conductor announced, 'All Aboard'...
That was not a question.
That was not a wish for anyone to make a decision.
That was a statement made with no debate.
If someone hesitated hoping to occupy a seat...
They will be greeted with a vacancy complete with space.
Leaving them with an isolated emptiness.
The affect of seriousness has taken place!
And plans delayed are plans too late,
For anyone thinking the trip they wish to take...
Will be shared with others confused,
About which direction is a forward movement...
One should have observed and kept up the pace.
Plans delayed are plans too late,
For anyone anticipating to be convinced...
And motivated.
To realize and experience,
The importance of their lives!
Those that have made up their minds to do this...
Are already enjoying fresh new scenes.
Without issues to unpack from old baggage carried.
Or reflective thoughts about who might have been left behind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I always said that you can use the same vehicle although the driver will change, or the same vehicle to go for the race. It's a different driver, this is exactly what's happening to the cabinet.
quote by Abdullah Ahmad Badawi
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A Cozy Nation
I make a practised drivel to be drained,
Please do not overlook the primary colours
That sustain my vision with drivel, to be duty.
Bowl the innocence into the alley of trouble
To defeat with honour the curses, the lies.
Now it cancelled the pleasure, the drivel,
It returns however and displeases profoundly,
As a directive it is weird, it cancels.
The connection has been realised,
It is no worry, it is not any worry,
The real vehicle of displeasure may be flown
Not driven, not expelled can be the vehicle.
In the show of veins, the human body is the ultimate
Vehicle of driving quality.
The body is the deputy to the brain,
A processor is both, even the brain is a microprocessor,
Spelling is readily accomplished, by my tailor,
Who operated with agencies of intelligence.
One fishes the scandal of this time,
With the intellectual agency, a particular organization
That trains and stares, with affectation it constructs.
This made men cry, all over.
But only patience stared back at this intelligent nation,
A cozy nation, free from drivel.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Horse Riding Boy!
A boy goes on horse riding to school!
He doesn’t like cycle or bike or vehicle!
His parents work in foreign countries;
They are ready to give him even bike;
He insisted on horse only for his ride!
He has collected points on horse also;
So, he has got horse for going to school.
He spends Rs.150 daily for his horse;
He even participates so on functions
And he earns considerable amount too!
His aim is to become a race horse jockey!
He learns a lot by doing from now on.
His aim is not to become a book worm;
His vision, idea and action is to achieve
Unlike other boys of his age in school!
Music, arts, games and creativity make
One great after education as it is sure!
A horse riding boy is an inspiration indeed
For kids to develop talent and rise high!
Education is just basic alphabetical letters;
But new creativity only makes one great!
poem by Ramesh T A
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Love
Oh how I wish I could save the times
that I have spent with you.
For if you leave I could take them out
and have them to review.
But since it is not the way things work
I must remember in my mind
All the times I could not save
and never leave any behind,
The times when we laughed, the times when we cried
and the times we just were still,
The times we embraced, the times we faced
when both of us were ill.
Not enough time is the time we have
and so it will run out.
So we must make them count and never forget
what we were all about.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A record co. is just a vehicle for public appearances.
quote by Mickey Gilley
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Difficult times require difficult decisions. But supporting this bill shouldn't be a difficult decision.
quote by Jim Bunning
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I thought it was going to take a lot more countdowns on the pad. We actually did scrub once, but I figured we'd scrub several times since it's a pretty complicated vehicle.
quote by Robert Crippen
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The Vehicle
Love me and love my lips,
Kiss me and kiss my breasts,
For i am the vehicle suitable for your operations;
But i am from the city of songs and,
With the humility of my mind to share with you!
Your right to counsel was fortified,
And like a retired Army Ofiicer;
But i am the vehicle suitable for your operations.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Many Incidents Intended
Many incidents intended,
Has evidence as incentive.
But no one pays attention...
Or listens to what's being said,
To what is being mentioned.
These speeding times leave minds behind.
Many incidents intended,
Has evidence as incentive.
But no one pays attention...
Or listens to what's being said,
To what is being mentioned.
These speeding times leave minds behind.
These speeding times leave minds behind.
Many incidents intended.
But no one pays attention...
Or listens to what's being said,
To what is being mentioned.
Many incidents intended.
Many incidents intended.
But no one pays attention...
Or listens to what's being said,
To what is being mentioned.
Many incidents intended.
Many incidents intended.
Many incidents intended.
These speeding times leave minds behind.
Many incidents intended.
Many incidents intended.
Many incidents intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tennis was always sort of a - a learning. It was a vehicle for me to discover a lot about myself. And the things that I sort of discovered at times I not only didn't want to see it for myself but I certainly didn't want millions of people to see it.
quote by Andre Agassi
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Liberty Statues
Fox never wanted cage or box
They are intelligent enough to create hoax
They shout constantly for danger
Repeat it several times for people to forgot their anger
Lion roars only once
Then wait for many days again for chance
Fox can afford and prefer connivance
Firmly believes that people can be cheated all the times
'People have short memory' some one claimed
'You go with tears and feel sorry'
Promise for clean administration
Take care for all firm steps in certain direction
All candidates are not successful engineers
Each one of them deserve not to be doctors
No one may prefer to be street beggar
So the race is on for vehicle without gear
Only one man can take you to the sea deep
Show the treasure and offers the dreams to keep
At heart for bright future and struggle hard
Never to be disheartened but look forward
Politicians need democracy
As it can only provide clemency
No politician can be termed as criminal
Until proved by judiciary upon verdict's arrival
We see many liberty statues all over world
Time has come to shift them in storage cold
We have cheated world community in disguise
Liberty as such is may need to await demise
Let it be mixed with strict punishment
No delay in justice and quick pronouncement
Some harsh steps may improve condition
Only people's anger may provide ignition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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The Blind Of This World
The many blind men of this world
Function for the brutality occurring.
The blindness is a separate issue
Known to man, but man is then at loss.
When he drives his car, the blind seek
Their thoughts, only a car can be bought
And brought. This seemly love for transport
Occurs, and reoccurs with insight.
The intellect is hidden of the righteous vehicle,
A vehicle called the car,
That does not hurt nor maim the man
Who is with eyes that see, or ones that do not.
The many eyes roam the Earth with truth seen,
The blind can not see, so recover then drive safely.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Political Greed
The world is changing and so are we
We are reaching the stage of poverty
Times are harder and prices are climbing
But our wallets are really declining.
How do you tell a politician who has
Money in the bank that we’re on the
Road to bankruptcy, when beyond
Their nose they can not see.
How do you get out of the coffin
That they have made, when your
put inside a grave.
How do you open up that coffin door
When fresh air you can’t breathe any more.
When that latch is closed so tight
And you try to open it with all your might.
This my friend is an ugly sight.
People all over the world are asking for change
And the politicians are the ones to blame.
They think of them selves and the almighty dollar
While the public screams and hollers.
Some times I wonder if going back
To the times of bartering
Is the key- to get out of poverty.
I have what you want and you
Have what I need, and no
Middle man in between.
You make clothing and I make shoes
Let’s just exchange and no one will lose.
There has to be an end in sight
We are tired of this constant fight.
We must open up their eyes
For to our needs they are blind.
Let them live in the slums of any
State that they choose, then they
Will see how much they lose.
Give them that challenge and you will see
They can not live in poverty.
Not one of them will reverse that role
Because it’s too hard and much to cold.
(07/09/11)
poem by Louis Rams
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