It is great
I thank God for making me realize
I am greatly indebted and obliged
I have got whatever I wanted
Life was normal and passed without being hunted
I might have erred in life and violated
Certain sacred norms to remain just elated
It was narrow thinking and not at all useful
It was not at useful and purposeful
I might have been influenced by wrong associates
They might have added some fuel to demean and vitiate
I am equally responsible for some of the blame
It did damage some of reputation to good name
I could not turn them back for only one reason
I was very weak and not confident person
I depended heavily on their advices
This was forcing me to fall back on some of the promises
Some good people were a round me and cautioned
They tried to help sincerely but never questioned
I could not understand their selfless attachment
It was indeed a dark hour and bad moment
It is misjudgment on individual’s part
There may be some errors in the start
As the time passes on, some of the course is set right
The collusion path is avoided and corrected without any fight
In doing so I have sacrificed very good friends
They have left me in between without waiting for good end
I did value their friendship and simple thoughts
Their valuable contribution was always appreciated and sought
It is too late for me to realize and improve
I don’t know the implications and move
Sometimes I may come to the real conclusion
I may find some of the best of friends in list’s inclusion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Related quotes
Yes, you are right
I struggled to find out
Something was worrying me about
What exactly it can be?
Was it fruit laden trees?
It was greatness to be witnessed
Despite being heavily loaded
Tree gives shed and still does not mind
What more we need to find?
Was this the only question at stake?
Do all the answers seem to me as fake?
It was heartening to note that the question was probed
It might have created odd position for me if question was lobbed
It is pertinent and important to know
It must strike the mind and go
As satisfactory answer with full satisfaction
That is feeling with very good indication
Someone asked me to answer
What can you buy with money?
She was all the way sweet honey
I struggled hard but avoided by saying “hey”
Everything except parents and life
Even beautiful model as wife
She said no to it and further poked
She puffed with cigar and room was smoked
You try sincerely but will not find anything
The money may play part but has to do nothing
I will not be simply carried away
Even if you try to search new way
It is me and no one else
I have my own pulse
My own heart and soul
It makes me weary and senses the foul
I had hard way to convince
I did not want words to be minced
It is up to individual to choose
If one is committed to stand firm and not to loose
But it is more of an argument than a stand
One can boost morale and we can understand
But still many you may find clinging to their views
Only handful may realize and appreciated by few
It is good to have principle stand
That can be freely disclosed to friends
After all relation is not based on some returns
It is to be adjusted and fall for it in turn
But money power is not to be taken lightly
So much is said and written very rightly
It has tremendous power to purchase
People may go mad without it and may be chased
Many might have still illusion about real power
You can see high rise buildings and towers
It has very good shine and people fell for
This is the only temptation easily sought for
I replied by saying “yes you are right”
There should not be any argument or fight
You can not be bought at home for money
You are special entity and not the commodity
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Good Friendship
In friendship lies, life’s beauty prime –
A bond that stands the test of time,
And withstands every change of clime.
Good friendship makes life worth living;
Than taking, life is in giving –
The crux of friendship, worth telling!
Our earthly life would be a bore,
Without good friendship at its core:
That takes each person to the fore!
Though parents care for their children,
And relatives for kith and kin,
Yet, friends usher on earth, heaven!
Happy the ones, who have good friends!
Their worries in life, almost ends:
In need, good friend always attends.
And without friends, life could be sad,
And make all events, pretty bad,
And turn some persons, almost mad!
Good friends are rarely found in life,
And help you timely in your strife –
Some turning husband or your wife!
Nurture good friendship if you can;
Essential are friends good, man:
Those add spice to your earth’s life-span.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-28-2008
poem by John Celes
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Why Can't I Be Good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I act like a man
Why can't I be good
And do what other men can
Why can't I be good
Make something of this life
If I can't be a god
Let me be more than a wife
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I don't want to be weak
I want to be strong
Not a fat happy weakling
With two useless arms
A mouth that keeps moving
With nothing to say
An eternal baby
Who never moved away
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I'd like to look in the mirror
With a feeling of pride
Instead of seeing a reflection
Of failure a crime
I don't want to turn away
To make sure I cannot see
I don't want to hold my ears
When I think about me
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I want to be like the wind
When it uproots a tree
Carries it across an ocean
To plant in a valley
I want to be like the sun
That makes it flourish and grow
I don't want to be
What I am anymore
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I was thinking of some kind of whacked out syncopation
That would help improve this song
Some knock 'em down rhythm
That would help it move along
Some rhyme of pure perfection
A beat so hard and strong
If I can't get it right this time
Will a next time come along
Why can't I be good
why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be
song performed by by Lou Reed
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A life is mission
Life is supposed to be like open page
Any one can visit and read without any rage
You may have disliking for person and hate
It is all coming when he is no more and you are late
We may not know about a person
We may also criticize him without any reason
He may have nothing to do with us at all
Still we term him as liar and call
You can’t please each and every one
It is not possible to neglect everyone
You will have to cooperate and mix with them
They may have then no chance for you to frame
They may inflict heavy wounds
It may not please us but looks very sound
You can’t find end as earth is round
This is real truth and must be found
We write our own history
Even though we might have lived in misery
We pay respect even to our adversary
There is no use to follow it unnecessary
Life can be made as transparent as possible
We must realize it and make admissible
Nothing can go against us as it is fact
We must fall in line and don’t react
Life may move on endlessly and not cease
We should live it peacefully and remain at ease
It must be faced bravely with all its implications
There may still be fall out with indication
We can write on sand soon to be swept away
Nothing will remain as it will give away the way
Sand storm may try to reach the sky
You imagine the consequences and don’t ask why
Sand may shape in form of rising demon
Assume different shapes to omit the venom
It may try to catch but succeed seldom
Such occurrences are rare and random
A person can rise from the grave and question
All his Good work may not have found any mention
It may still be sworn on his good name
Flowers and bouquets to adore the fame
Life time work may help not all but few
Cool breeze may disappear along with dews
New life with good mission may take place
Life will become busy with another good race
People may take birth and vanish
They may depart without its finish
Still there may be wider scope for its realization
This is how there may be emergence of good civilization
Work may go on and speak of volumes
Body may be cremated or soil may consume
We should remain positive and role must be assumed
Time should be saved and not consumed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I'm Not The Girl, You Think I Am
why is everything you say,
turn out to be not true?
i'm not the girl who will turn her back,
i like to think of myself as the girl,
who fights back,
i'm sick of getting taken advantage of,
but in a way,
that was kind of my fault,
i allowed it to be okay,
just like i allowed myself to give up on life,
weak moment, it felt so right,
i wanted this to end,
but, than i wouldn't win,
the chance to be treated fair,
when i did everything you asked of me,
2 weeks later, there was more to do,
do you think i would give up?
thoughts come to mind,
but, i remember where it gotten me,
coming back at you stronger than ever,
because this is my life to control,
not yours to be prisoner,
i may cry when everything becomes too much,
but, it gives me the power,
to never give up my fight,
i'm going to take what i deserve,
because i've been through enough,
once we done, i want nothing to do with you,
you did me no good,
except see that all people can't be trusted,
along the way, i found who my true friends were,
that the best present i can ever ask for,
i guess things do happen for a reason,
and that god hate ugly people,
when your time comes,
he will have a payback for you,
but, for right now,
i just have to be patient.
Copyright © 2009
7-22-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Good Man
If you ever find a way to forgive me
And if you ever find a way to put this all to rest
Because Im hanging on your dress now like a little boy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
Right in the middle of another big fight
Pull back another one tonight
Ill never forget, but who protects the memories
When we bleed each other from the vein
And if you ever find a way to make this interesting
If I ever find a way to stop disintegrating
Into pieces that I was that you destroy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
Right in the middle of another big fight
Go to bed, its getting light out
Why do you, why do you, why do you always stop me on places when Im coming down
How do you do it when Ive overwhelmed by a violet sky?
We fly in a decaying orbit, 66,000 miles an hour goes by
When we kissed and only now do I feel your mouth
Like an ache you never knew
And it was right in front of you
Oh how do you do it? roots in the soil untangle
Releasing your sweet summer warmth, but still I recoil like mace
And all the little moments I pushed you away that I cant erase
Every moment overflows with power, 66,000 miles an hour
And if you ever find a way to forgive me
And if you ever find a way to put this all to rest
Cos Im hanging on your dress now like a little boy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Was a good man, good man
Was a good man, good man
Was a good man, (was a good man) good man
Was a good man, (was a good man) good man
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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A total deception
It may be total deception
If that is the idea since inception
We are fooling the self without looking around
The idea is rotten and doesn’t look sound
It is totally dark and thought in isolation
No amount of work may improve with quotation
It lacks reality and has no relation
Your action is always in question
Your credentials are in doubt
You can not make any debut
You are watched and talked about
This may certainly take you to fall out
You may be quoted as shining example
You know how far it is true and commendable
It is falsely shrouded with different colors
In fact you have proved yourself as beggar and not donor
You have established yourself as fake chieftains
It has nothing but only lies to contain
Still you manage the scene and remain
You think of self and that is how you maintain
Still there may something good about me in person
I come across with lots of persons
The motive is obvious and can be with many reasons
As I have mastered the art to change in every seasons
This analytical study only I know
I have all reasons to fit in and grow
If I don’t then I loose my reputation
My identity as good person is totally in question
The individual must have dual personality
In present age that is the only fine quality
No one simply follows you as disciples
If you don’t compromise the principles
There is no point in arguing for self
It is like secrets hidden in shelf
It may find the day if not concealed
It will be boomeranged only if revealed
So it may be good not to speak
Go on as usual even if you are weak
You got to present your self as very nice
Stick to word and fulfill the promise
It may have lasting effect
If you can put into action and act
People may realize it late and strongly react
Still it may always remain as fact
You may have many good qualities as well
It may reflect on your work and definitely tell
The efforts made by you in right direction
That is only thing spoken about your good action
It is common for the conscience among all
We are shadowed by inner conflict and different call
We may be compelled to act contrary to what is right
Life still goes on and we continue to survive and fight
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never Let You Go
Theres every good reason for letting you go
Shes sneaky and smoked out
And its starting to show
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
You say that Ive changed
Well maybe I did
But even if I changed
Whats wrong with it
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
And our friends are gone and gone
And all the time moves on and on
And all I know is its wrong its wrong
And all I know its wrong its wrong its wrong its wrong
If theres a reason its lost on me
Maybe well be friends I guess well see
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around lets turn on each other
Good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea
I remember the stupid things the mood rings the bracelets and the beads
Nickels and dimes yours and mine did you cash in all your dreams
You dont dream for me no goodbye goodbye you dont dream for me no
But I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
The girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
Shes like a sunburn
Shes like a sunburn
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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A nice person
´He was nice person and down to earth”
‘Good people depart early and still there is no dearth”?
“He was choosey in life and did no harm”
“He lived full life with enthusiasm and charm”
Some of the comments were heard when my close friend died
He lived exactly the opposite and on almost all the occasions lied
I failed to understand the value of comments passed on individual
Is it customary to pass words which in all the sense are dual?
I have almost witnessed the same scene
There may be unpleasant things to be seen
People will be offering their condolences
I may still be customary to site many instances
No one takes this occasion very lightly
We may notice some differences slightly
It is not appropriate gesture or tribute
It helps a lot to express the gratitude
Person is remembered at his departure
He might have not earned for his future
The last rites might improve his public standing
His contribution might be remembered as outstanding
We find some of the people still fearing the death
They are afraid of wrong comments or wrath
It puts them under constant fear and pressure
They do nice work at the end to make it sure
Some of the good work is definitely appreciated
It is openly advocated and stated
This brings some of the his fine work to the knowledge
It might have been his ultimate goal before his demise to manage
People may call him as true son of the land
His contribution is clearly seen on hand
He might have proved to some people as good friend
This is how he earns respect at the end
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Back 2 Good
Back 2 good
Its nothing, its so normal you
Just stand there I could say so much
But I dont go there cuz I dont want to
I was thinking if you were lonely
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know
At least not to the point that we would think so
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking about somebody else
Its best if we all keep it under our hats
I couldnt tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do
But Im lonely now, and I dont know how to get it back to good
This dont mean that, you own me
This aint no good, in fact its phony as hell
But things worked out just like you wanted too
If you see me out you dont know me
Try to turn your head, try to give me some room
To figure out just what Im going to do
And everyone here hates everyone here for doing just like they do
Its best if we all keep this quiet instead
And I couldnt tell, why everyone here was doing me like they do
But Im sorry now, and I dont know how to get it back to good
Everyone here, is wondering what its like to be with somebody else
Everyone heres to blame, everyone here
Gets caught up in the pleasure of the pain, everyone hides
Shades of shame, but looking inside were the same, were the same
And were all grown now, but we dont know how
To get it back to good
Everyone here knows everyone here is thinking bout somebody else
Its best if we all keep this under our hats
I couldnt tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do
But its over now, and I dont know how, its over now
Theres no getting back to good
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Feelin' Way Too Damn Good
I missed you so much that I begged you to fly here to see me
You must have broke down because you finally said that you would
But now that you're here I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
Cause something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
For forty-eight hours I don't think that we left my hotel room
Should show you the sights because I'm sure I said that I would
We gotta make love just one last time in the shower
Well something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
Yeah, it's like everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is where it should
This time it's like the two of us should probably start to fight
Cause something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
Feelin' way too damn good
Sometimes I think best if left in the memory
It's better kept inside than left for good
But looking back each time they tried to tell me
Well something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
And it's like everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is where it should
This time it's like the two of us should probably start to fight
Cause something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
Feelin' way too damn good
I missed you so much that I begged you to fly here to see me
You must have broke down because you finally said that you would
But now that you're here I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
Cause something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
It's like everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is where it should
This time it's like the two of us should probably start to fight
Cause something's gotta go wrong 'cause I'm feelin' way too damn good
Feelin' way too damn good
song performed by by Nickelback
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Happy Friendship Day,2011
Good friendship is important in earthly life
True friendship is a rare find, lasting a life-time
Friendship is supportive, wholesome and priceless
Friendship must grow but is difficult to keep.
Friendship affords joy, solace and distraction
Friendship gives a better meaning to life
Friendship may deliver what parents sometimes fail to
Friendship is valuable, useful and advantageous.
Friendship makes the world a better place to live
Friendship makes living worthwhile, loveable and liveable
Friendship creates the right environs for sharing
The basis of good friendship is selfless, dedicated love of a special kind.
(7-8-11)
poem by John Celes
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A magnetic pull
It is always good to remain blessed
All familiar faces liked by you remain traced
You are at free will to dream in wonderland
As there is no dearth to find the friends
The God has installed a magnetic pull
It can make any sensible person a perfect fool
He may always think his life is at peril and not full
There prevails complete isolation, peace and lull
To fill such void you really need dramatic change
This is not unnatural and comes off with the age
It must take place with all but with varying degrees
As it may take long time to think and agree
It is good to be a part of love game at an early age
The position of an individual is like tiger in cage
He has all the killer’s instinct but forbidden
All sorts of restrictions are on and heavily laden
The love in young age is still matter of joke
It evaporates in air like thick smoke
Person gets little jolted with failure
But makes resolve not to repeat it in future
Some times I dream about old age love
It may have same repercussions when comfortably drove
It has same ripples going up and coming down
The joy is almost doubled when immediately becomes known
It has mature feeling with little to loose
As you have grown with age and enough to choose
Since the sex is pushed to back burner
It gets its new color for the beginner
There is lot more to feel and ignore
It has less demand but anxiety is more
It has come to you in the autumn season
There is yet no compulsion for any reason
Sometimes I feel like to be a young boy
Even though the age is passed to play with toys
There is definitely hidden enjoyment with joy
You mix with friends without making any ploy
The transformation from young to that of old is very dangerous
The delay in realization of some appetite makes it erroneous
You are loosing some best moments of life at little discomfort
You miss it from heart and wait some kind of ship to anchor at port
There may not be complete lust behind
Yet it can’t be ruled out with reasons to find
There is definite angle to go for it with its fulfillment
Even though there may not any firm commitment
The intensity and attachment may not lack ion any sense
Only thing that it may not have any idea of nonsense
It will have real intent behind to go for little peace
Life is to be spent with calmness and at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A barren way
You did lot of survey
Found nothing to your dismay
It was brazen and barren way
How you could enjoy and have any say?
Flowers have their own way to grow
Open up in time with color to show
Fill in the air with fragrance and flow
I am determined not to spoil them and have taken vow
It is nature’s law to allow timely season
Spring may not come early without any reason
It may also vary from person to person
It is only love that comes from father to son
We may go in for beautiful scene
We may come across many things which are never seen
We may wish to develop strong bond and are very keen
This is correct approach and it has always been
Do nothing which spoils the core
Take the lead for ships to anchor
It is wise steps to search for means
Trust the people and find the friends
Go all out and explore then avenues
It may add to income and revenues
The fortune may try to smile
If you seize it and go for while
Let others may block your way and stall your move
They may unseat you and try to remove
Your Endeavour must be to stay on and fight
It must find its way in this context to go right
There may develop little snag or hitch
You may not be able to carve out way or reach
Still it may not remain as forgone conclusion
It has to find its way for its inclusion
Let river find hr carved path to flow freely
Meet the bank and pass of merrily
The trees may bend with joy and acknowledge
What a happy union without developing any wedge?
Life has to move on without developing any relation cracks
We must trust and offer support and if necessary to back
This may prove to be a healthy move with some noble aim
You may then be in position to advocate and claim
If we go after it and burn from within
The chance for success may recede and look very thin
It has to have its fair try and must meet with success
It may then be called very good beginning with shining phase
Life my turn hostile and prove very hard
It is our duty to attempt for good and look forward
No one can come to your rescue if you lack support
You may always fail in attempts and fell short
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A need for noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and in opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes for yes
Every criticism she/he may face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears, hide the face or weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good fiend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Back 2 Good
Its nothing, its so normal you
Just stand there I could say so much
But I dont go there cuz I dont want to
I was thinking if you were lonely
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know
At least not to the point that we would think so
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking about
Somebody else
Its best if we all keep it under our heads
I couldnt tell, if anyone here was feeling
The way I do
But Im lonely now, and I dont know how
To get it back to good
I dont mean that, you own me
This aint no good, in fact its phony
As hell
But things worked out just like you wanted too
If you see me out you dont know me
Try to turn your head, try to give me some room
To figure out just what Im going to do
And everyone here, hates everyone here for
Doing just like
They do
Its best if we all keep this quite instead
And I couldnt tell, why everyone here was
Doing me like
They do
But Im sorry now, and I dont know how
To get it back to good
Everyone here, is wondering what its like to be with
Somebody else
Everyone heres to blame, everyone here
Gets caught up in the pleasure of the pain,
Everyone hides
Shades of shame, but looking inside were the same, were
The same
And were all grown now, but we dont know
How
To get it back to good
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking bout
Somebody else
Its best if we all keep this under our heads
I couldnt tell, if anyone here was feeling
The way I do
But its over now, and I dont know how, its over now
Theres no getting back to good
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Thank You
I thought that I could always count on you
I thought that nothing could come between us two
We said as long as we would stick together
We'd be alright, we'd be okay
But I was stupid and you broke me down
I'll never be the same again
So thank you for showing me
That best friends cannot be trusted
And thank you for lying to me
Your friendship, the good times we had
You can have 'em back
Yeah
I wonder why it always has to hurt
For every lesson that you have to learn
I won't forget what you did to me
How you showed me things I wish I'd never seen
But I was stupid and you broke me down
I'll never be the same again
So thank you for showing me
That best friends cannot be trusted
And thank you for lying to me
Your friendship, the good times we had
You can have 'em back
When the tables turn again
You'll remember me my friend
You'll be wishing I was there for you
I'll be the one you miss the most
But you'll only find my ghost
As time goes by, you'll wonder why you're all alone
So thank you for showing me
That best friends cannot be trusted
And thank you for lying to me
Your friendship, the good times we had
You can have 'em back
So thank you, for lying to me
So thank you, for all the times you let me down
So thank you, for lying to me
So thank you, you friendship... you can have it back
song performed by by Simple Plan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A simple journey
There was absolutely no movement in his body
He was resting on ground motionless like anybody
It looked as if one simple object was lying?
All thought he was dead or was dieing
These are the saddest moments in the life
It is easy to walk on the edge of knife
But difficult to survive in the real show
All difficulties surround and blow
The dead person might have not thought an early end
He may not have foes but so many friends
It may be his miscalculation that end in any case may not near
He may be living in confidence without any fear
Stories gathered round that he was lavish and lovely
He believed in life to be spent very smoothly
It was his life style that made him very frank
He lived merrily, toasted others and drank
We miss the bus at an appointed hour
The cloak may end clicking and it is over
No one may take notice and prepare for departure
His life waited him in the ground for the rest of future
He may be buried with full honor
He mat well be praised as good donor
What had he earned in his entire stay?
Honorable life with ordinary stay
We only carry the blessings and good will
Memory will not fade away and remain still
Ashes may be washed away by sweeping wind
There won’t be left any remains to find
Leave the foot prints on the sand for time being
The destiny is same for ordinary man or king
People may remember what and how you lived?
It may be your work that may be appreciated and believed
Let dead remain buried under the ground
Little air blow may create lovely sound
Only peace may there and nothing else to be found
What impression do you gather when you go round?
Long lull may prevail when you depart?
It may be beginning of a new start
Who knows what will be the next move?
One has to act fast and ultimately prove
Only good work may be remembered for a long
Nobody may accompany you or come along
You may be all the way certainly right or wrong
Still it may be wrong to create all praises in the songs
It is relentless struggle and may go on
It has to be covered and spent of our own
You may either create for self a big name
Or condemned as a curse or shame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We Shall Always Be Friends
Do not worry.
You will lose me.
As your lover.
But we will always
be friends.
This is what you wanted.
But remember
friends drift away
often lose touch
one parting day.
For life is too busy.
New jobs and new friends.
Take us away.
Demand our loyalty.
Commitments of time.
Eventually we often find
a new lover we need,
to fill empty spaces in life;
to become our husband
or wife; to share our life.
To build a new future with
to commit all our time with.
But we can still be friends
with old lovers?
Spare them fragments
of our time,
every few weeks
or month or yearly,
or in our thoughts
and memories,
as time rolls on by.
The odd cup of coffee, tea,
or drinks, or social functions.
Conversations on telephones
a letter or card or two.
Especially at Christmas.
Time passes and we
remain good friends.
Even though eventually
we do not see each other.
Ever again as time
takes our meetings away.
But we can still
remain friends.
As old lovers sometimes do.
But it is never the same.
It is progressive loss not gain.
But we shall always
be old friends.
Even when we shall
never meet again.
We can be
just friends.
But friends drift
apart in the end.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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