Alankar (Decor) -17
Planning Of A Housewife
1
I plan this way that way, no way it works
Jumbled my chores a waste confuse undone
Rushing it starts a day berserk just quirks
No day perfect as wished nothing well done
I am worried for I am not perfect
So new I plan with sense a time-table
Expenditure, worktime well schemed just right
Refreshed my life revised I feel able
Abiding by my own rules I am brisk
Running with the clock restless well all done
But then..restless running now stirs to frisk
Fatigued I feel so much senseless my run
So I rest, I muse why my plans just break
I learn, need rest then and then to betake
2
But all is not well always as we think
Just guess who can impair my brainy plan
In pour and pour next and next kinship clan
I can't but I should so I smile and blink
Chopping, cooking, serving, cleaning fine link
Chatting eating taking more time with clan
Fatigued I feel again is wrong my plan
So I rethink, rethink why I so sink
I rest, I muse why my plans go so wrong
Learn I should partwith and spare time for guest
As such I muse revise my new day-song
So that I spend and rest and spend my best
In peace and joy at ease all well so strong
Then my days each go smooth in bliss best blest
3
But all is not well always as we like
Just guess what goes wrong against my wishing
Fate, my folks one by one fall sick alike
Sick home in need of my caring helping
You should ask not about the maid servant
Hopeless creatures pretend to work cheating
Helpless me yet have her as assistant
Needy standby in time of call waiting
Viral febrile season infests hell-like
I know I should take care well attending
And me caution myself of sick alike
Calpol, crocin, this or that me depending
But then..timeless running now stirs to frisk
My fate, I rest, reset, replan more brisk
4
But all is not well always as we hope
Just guess what snubs all my wishful efforts
Fate, wishers throng in to preach like experts
Busy, busy with tea me just aslope
Bidding bye then giddy me fall down grope
Only lucky persons are blest experts
Why then my sprained legs fail all my efforts
Bed rest makes me muse to replan with hope
But then..God's wish reminds me of something
Journeys, perhaps sacred are not counted
Every plan each missing my traveling
Relaxed my mind musing bed arrested
Well me with heart refreshed revise planning
Rest and guest and sick and travels counted
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Everything Is Going To Be Like My Plan
Duty must be fulfilled
But everything is going to be like my plan
People could lie to me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Pray may be often
But everything is going to be like my plan
Time flies uncontrolled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Destiny may not be cooperated
But everything is going to be like my plan
Other plan may ruin mine
But everything is going to be like my plan
Body is reaching the limit
But everything is going to be like my plan
The will should be strengthened
But everything is going to be like my plan
The anxiety may be doubled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Critics never disappear
But everything is going to be like my plan
Life is unfair
But everything is going to be like my plan
The way seems lost
But everything is going to be like my plan
Regret is gnawing my sense
But everything is going to be like my plan
The goal still far away
But everything is going to be like my plan
The future end may unseen
But everything is going to be like my plan
Source may not be enough
But everything is going to be like my plan
Things always change
But everything is going to be like my plan
Problem keeps occurring
But everything is going to be like my plan
World would laugh
But everything is going to be like my plan
Failure keeps happening
But everything is going to be like my plan
Memories may not help
But everything is going to be like my plan
Luck may test me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Love may not support me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Weather wants to rebel
But everything is going to be like my plan
The form may be different
But everything is going to be like my plan
Hope could fool me
But everything is going to be like my plan
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Guess Who I Saw At the Mall?
Do me a favor?
'What's that? '
Promise not to do me anymore favors.
'Why'?
When was the last time you did me a favor?
'I don't remember.'
That's why I want you to promise,
Not to make anymore promises...
You will do me a favor.
'What was I suppose to do for you? '
Call my boss this morning.
To tell him I was sick in bed with a fever.
Guess who I saw at the mall?
Asking me 'if' I plan to be sick,
For the rest of the week?
'I don't know.
Who? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With You All The Time
I live beneath the heart
I watch you from the dark
I'm every breath I'm every dream
I've known you forever
I've followed you everywhere
I'm every scar I'm who you are
when you think you're alone
when you cry cos someone's unfair
you can rest assured I'm always there
even when you feel like you don't belong
even when you fall and it all goes wrong
you know that I'm with you
that I'm with you all the time
say a little prayer for the restless heart
we shall never ever drift apart
know that I'm with you
know that I'm with you
with you all the time
I'm walking round the room
I'm laughing when you smile
and when you cry I cry too
I made you a promise
that I shall forever be
you're on your own but not alone
when you're down and you're rife
and the world tells you no-one cares
you can rest assured im always there
even when you feel like you dont belong
even when you fall and it all goes wrong
you know that I'm with you
that I'm with you all the time
say a little prayer for the restless heart
we shall never ever drift apart
know that I'm with you
know that I'm with you
with you all the time
save a little love for me
you'll see
save a little love for me
you'll see
save a little love for me
you'll see
and you'll see
even when you feel like you dont belong
even when you fall and it all goes wrong
you know that I'm with you
that I'm with you all the time
say a little prayer for the restless heart
we shall never ever drift apar
know that I'm with you
know that I'm with you
with you all the time
you know that I'm with you
that I'm with you all the time
say a little prayer for the restless heart
we shall never ever drift apart
know that im with you
know that im with you
with you all the time
song performed by by Gareth Gates from What My Heart Wants To Say
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Something Better
I won't say anything
i'm hiding in the pink
if I move will I break the spell
or am I boring you?
I can't feel anything
i'll think whatever you think
you took me riding on the big wheel
so I guess i'm happy now
and i'll stay with you
and i'll lay with you
and i'll always be there
nothing will go wrong
til something better comes along
so now you've swallowed me
come and finish off the rest of me
we'll build a house with cactus lights
spend perfect days and sleepless nights
whatever
(whatever)
and i'll stay with you
and i'll lay with you
and i'll always be there
nothing will go wrong
til something better comes along
and i've lost my fingerprints
and i've lost my sixth sense
but you just don't feel a thing
when the needle's going in
and i'll stay with you
and i'll lay with you
and i'll always be there
won't go nowhere
and i'll stay with you
(til something better comes along)
and i'll lay with you
(til something better comes along
and I will stay
and I will lay with you
(til something better comes along)
(til something better comes along)
(til something better comes along)
(til something better comes along)
so now you've swallowed me
come and finish off the rest of me
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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That Can Wait
As you are growing older,
The time just flies with fate,
Some normal chores can be done
While other chores can wait. Try to have fun every day,
Plan for another state,
Yet slow down for more pleasure
Because the rest can wait. Pleasure becomes important,
and golf may be the bait,
Enjoy the fun of playing,
Since other things can wait. Trips can be quite wonderful,
When you surprise your mate,
Other plans will change quickly,
But they can surely wait. Try to write a new poem,
Then plan completion date,
Enter it in the contest,
Everything else can wait.
poem by Eleanor M. Dirksen
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Help Wanted
I am compelled, perhaps obsessed.
Would be a better choice of word.
My muse allows me little rest.
She is convinced that she know best
No matter how much I protest
She insists she has the right
To make me write by day and night.
I sometimes feel I am possessed
Although the idea seems absurd.
My judgement marred by lack of rest
I find reality is blurred.
I’m sure my muse abuses me
I’m tired of her tyranny.
I really think that it would be
Better if she left. Undeterred
She still insists that she knows best.
And acts as if she hasn’t heard.
That poets can dismiss their muse
When they are guilty of abuse.
I’m sick of being under stress
Although I would have much
preferred not to cause my muse distress
She pretended she misheard.
When I told her we were through
It was the only thing to do.
I did not like her attitude.
But now I am without a muse.
Although I have some aptitude
I must arrange some interviews
I will be careful when I choose
Some muse to fill the vacancy.
A muse that will not bully me.
Monday,17 October 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Im Lost
I'm lost
I can't be found
Looks like I'm going
Round and round
I want to smile
Not frown
I'm lost somebody find me
My eyes water
My body is weak
It Feels like I been
In pain for weeks
To the day that I rest my head
To the day I lay in my bed
Cold alone, sick but strong
Or maybe I'm wrong
It seem like the same old song
My heart seem to wonder on it owns
I hate this even though it's not shown
I wear a smile on my face
And my spine straight on my waist
My body is not for every man to taste
Is this right or even a chase
A sad song I keep hearing
A lonely life I fear
These walls ill keep staring
God is the man with the plan
Or did I mess it up
Is this is plan for me
Maybe I'm lost for a reason
Different mood every season
You are the reason I'm lost
I am the player, you are the boss
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Fate's Flow
held trapped in Fate's maze
running, running, trying to
escape.
but that is all part of
It's greater plan
every turn is the wrong one
every step take me where i want
Not to go.
every road, i see
people resigned to
Life
tired and weary,
they scorn me,
knowing i too
will one day give up all hope
this meaningless running,
for a life directed by - It's flow.
so i conclude
the only door of escape is
Death
and even that is part of
Fate's greater plan.
How Many Hearts
How many hearts
Does it take to break
All of the bonds
That young lovers make
Hoping to find
The next golden egg
One that will shine
Through the rest of time
How many roads
Must there need to be
Hoping inside
You could mean to me
Open your mouth
Build your sermon there
Give me more time
Do the best I can
Hopelessly hoping our plan will wake up
Hoping it all will be fine
Holding our candles through weather or not
Love be the enemy now
Now for the rest of time
A long time ago
There was only me
And there was no
Rings eternally
Won't be the same
No one there to blame
No longer care
And you are, and you are a new age...
Hopelessly hoping our plan will wake up
Hoping it all will be fine
Holding our candles through weather or not
Love be the enemy now
Now for the rest of time
And you are and you are a new age...
song performed by by Travis
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Slowing Down
did we not believe that something that is fast
is good, equating it with the benevolence of efficiency?
we are convinced and we get carried away
and so our nerves are fast our bones do not rattle
our feet keep on running and our hands are always on for something
something to do as though idleness is death
and sickness, as though rest is a mortal sin and death is heinous,
our eyes roll and we keep on talking and talking about plans
plan A, and if this does not work proceed to plan B,
B-1 to B-5, and everyday is always a commotion
of beeps and buzzers, and the doors keep on closing and opening,
never shutting up like our mouths
meetings and overnight discussions with what to do with this world
too, it is never at rest, spinning on its axis and engaging in revolutions.
old age comes with staff and near blindness, arms shaking, feet mossy,
and minds getting stoical to doubts and confusions: it is time to stop
to slow down a bit, to know what wishful thinking is all about:
what if? there are ifs now, and soon there will be a bed of regrets
to bury our weary bodies, soon, there will be a silence not
anymore wanting to ever speak.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lakota
Buffalo,
Resulting,
The dark cloud! !
Of the harmony,
With peace and loce;
But in Lakota to rest my mind!
And, as clear as it could be with your love.
The muse of love,
The muse of peace,
The muse of unity,
The muse of care;
But, true to that purpose! !
And like this river on my side;
For, in Lakota i will rest my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Note of Sorrow
I give up,
I'm sick of this shit.
Wandering lost,
Spending life in the pits.
Consider this a premonition,
A forewarning of sorts.
This is my resignation,
I'm sick of the hurt.
Sick of running,
Sick of trying to hide.
Sick of the assholes,
And the demons inside.
Sick of the fights,
Why do I try?
Sick of the sorrow,
I wish I could fly.
I'm so sick of love,
Hell it never lasts.
So sick of crying,
Wish i could forget my past.
Sick of the future,
It always goes wrong.
Sick of the anger,
I sing a sad song.
Why do I try?
When I always lose.
Why do I bother?
I don't want to choose.
Why do I fight?
I can hardly stand.
Why do I show?
I've got no fans.
Every time I love,
I seem to lose.
Every time I hate,
I receive a new bruise.
Every time I try to walk,
I'm forced to crawl.
Every time I smile,
I tend to fall.
I'm dead inside,
Just an empty shell.
Burn me alive,
I'm already in hell.
Don't cry for me,
There isn't a reason.
You'll forget about me,
At the turn of the season.
I watch this blade,
Slice across my skin.
I feel no pain,
Though I'm bleeding within.
The end is near,
I feel it coming,
I'm on the path,
And I'm running.
I watch my life,
Pass before my eyes,
I'll be gone,
By sunrise.
I've waited so long,
For this day to come.
I've fought it so long,
I can no longer run.
I've lost my mind,
Hell I've lost it all.
I'm done shedding tears,
You can watch me fall.
Now I'm bleeding,
My wounds are deep.
Soon I'll be sleeping,
Sleeping so deep.
I recall my scars,
Some shallow some steep.
Each with a memory,
Too many to keep.
I cover my heart,
Too broken to heal.
So much for love,
Too much to deal.
The light is fading,
Down into black.
Cut to the bone,
Its like theres a blade in my back.
So here it is,
This is my last breathe.
Looks like once again,
I've failed the test.
I'm passing away,
To where I don't know.
I'm passing away,
I'm so ready to go.
poem by Cody Osterberg
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Rest Awhile
Verse 1:
I got rid of my jackets and coats
I threw out all of my pants
I got sick of my stinkin' clothes
I had to get rid of them
Climb:
I'm knot yet considering replacing them
I'm only glad to be rid of them
Chorus:
Rest awhile
Rest awhile
Verse 2:
I lay out in the sun too long
And burned off all of my skin
I felt so dizzy I got into the car
And got into an accident
Climb:
Out of the burning wreckage I fell
Wanting only to lay where I fell
Chorus:
Rest awhile
Rest awhile
Rest awhile!
Verse 3:
I became friendly with Ruy Lopez
The author of works on chess
Ruy said you're incorrect
He cut me off and acted mad
Climb:
He won't even talk to me now
But I don't care 'cause I'm sick of that guy
Chorus:
And I need to rest a while
Rest a while
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I Am Sick....
I am sick …. The pain I feel.
I am sick…. This must be surreal.
I am sick…. I will not die.
I am sick…. But I must live on with this lie.
I am sick…. It’s not like cancer it’s not that bad.
I am sick… but the say depression goes with this pain I have.
I am sick…. It will never disappear.
I am sick…. My days will go on with the same o’l tear.
I am sick…. That I have thought of taking my pain away.
I am sick…. For that I cannot for the pain must stay.
I am sick… and no one can fix me.
I am sick…. That no one can see.
I am sick…. They believe nothing is wrong with me.
I am sick…. Because of this disease.
I am sick…. Because I beg god please.
poem by Winifred Harkness
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No More....
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poem by Dorian Suchelle
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I Do
Well I've gone steady with a-lots of girls
And to all of them I tried to be true
But I'm so glad I never promised them
What I promised you
And that's I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life)
Well I heard from my folks
Time and time again
To make sure that I found the right one
And every time you meet
Your heart will beat
And you'll want to say
You'll say I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Oh yes I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha ha I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha ha I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha yes I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Sick of Being Sick
I’m sick of being rejected;
I’m sick of being emotionally neglected;
I’m sick of crying so many tears;
I’m sick of running away from my fears;
I’m sick of my childhood nightmares;
I’m sick of being told to do those stupid dares;
I’m sick of not having friends;
I’m sick of all these dead ends;
I’m sick of myself for what I’ve become;
I’m sick of feeling oh so numb;
I’m sick of watching myself drown;
I’m sick of my heart falling to the ground;
I’m sick of this life;
I’m sick of this everyday strife;
I’m sick of not having a dad;
I’m sick of getting mad;
I’m sick of my childhood past;
I’m sick of being harassed;
I’m sick of the dread;
I’m sick of wanting to be dead;
I’m sick of being the one who’s always so strong;
I’m sick of being somebody that doesn’t belong! !
poem by Shelby Brockway
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Lying Fallow
All natures know it’s for the best.
Except for man who lacks the sense
to realise it’s time for rest.
Man views the winter as a test,
a hurdle barrier or fence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
Although unwelcome as a guest
Conceited man makes no pretence
to realise it’s time for rest
He raises his voice in protest
he’s far too quick to take offence.
All nature knows it’s for the best.
He longs for spring becomes obsessed.
Wild creatures have the confidence
to realise it’s time for rest.
Nature regards man as a jest,
and doubts his mental competence.
All nature knows it’s for the best
to realise its time for rest.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Larger Plan
You set your mind and your heart, on your goal right from the start.
You then begin to plan a course, consulting every available source.
As you plan for hopes and needs, you also plant a few extra seeds,
Placing just a few irons in the fire, and this plan’s for a future desire.
However, you can never be quite sure, just which plans will endure,
Or which plans made in this life, could lead you into unknown strife.
When you fall into times of strife, God’s Plan creates a peaceful life.
So as you choose to plan ahead, be sure you seek His Plan instead.
Times change; we know not why, and some dreams will tend to die.
Even when your directions change, real Hope will remain the same.
What truly never dies is real hope, the staying force helps you cope,
Helps you cope in changing times, when your plans are misaligned.
This is the Hope from up above, which changes lives by God’s Love.
Our Blessed Hope in Jesus Christ, is the stabilizing force in this life.
Friend, the only hope that will endure, is the Hope in Christ our Lord.
He extends beyond an earthly hope, expanding to an eternal scope.
You can make your plans my friend, but God directs them in the end,
For The Lord God has a larger plan, and wants to include every man.
But you my friend must do your part, and have a real change of heart,
Then when real change does come, you’ll be in Eternity with His Son.
(Copyright ©10/2005)
Rest Of My Life
Suddenly, it happened so fast
I couldn't believe the news that I received
My heart stopped as I hit the floor
I fell to my knees cryin' Lord help me
No matter what time brings
All the changes we go through
In life there's some things
We just can't prepare for
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know
True love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
Life goes on that's what they say
Time will heal all your pain away
But I feel, feel so alone and
Now you're gone how can I live on
No matter what time brings
All the changes we go through
In life there's some things
We just can't prepare for
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know
True love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
Until I see you again
I'll hold on to sweet memories
I'll treasure the times we spent
I see I'd do anything
I see your face, I see your smile
Callin' out my name
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know true love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
I don't care what they say
I don't care what they do
What they think
'Cause I promise, I promise
To love you for the rest of my life
(for the rest of my life
song performed by by Xscape
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