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A waiting-room where worries surface soon,
Nor may be dissipated, jobless list
Perversely daily grows, and pessimist
Emphatically are all who lampoon
Realities unjust as stage buffoon.
Useless to call, the problems will persist.
Employment rates fall further, chances missed
Black tarnish barrow boy and silver spoon.
Life hangs between the optimist who'd croon
A ceaseless siren song whose very gist
No sad end entertains, and realist
Caught by statistics which won't play 'le clown'.
'Heaven helps him who helps himself' is said,
Expressing wishful thinking's leaps ahead.
(6 February 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Helps Me Helps You
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me belongs to you
I understand what youre going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me helps you
Generosity helps me helps you
Conspiracy helps me helps you
Put you trust in me Ill help you too
Look at all the things Ive done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
Cos Ive got a great idea you see
What belongs to you belongs to me
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
Hypocrisy helps me helps you
Democracy helps me helps you
Ideology helps me helps you
Put your trust in me Ill help you through
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Two Passivists
Eradicate the optimist
who takes the easy view
that human values will persist
no matter what we do.
Annihilate the pessimist
whose ineffectual cry
is that the goal's already missed
however hard we try.
I am not an optimist, but i am not a pessimist, what I am is a realist.
quote by Bobby Sanghavi
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I think I probably hoped for it a little bit, but I'm not an optimist. I'm a realist... or maybe even a pessimist.
quote by Clay Aiken
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Sonnet: Life’s Realities
Realities of life are hard to take check,
When sadness comes as their accompaniment;
Sometimes, they seem to catch our very neck,
Defying balms and soothening liniment.
No wine or drugs or women can free you,
From life’s realities you encounter;
No thinking hard can give solutions too;
Problems will come just like a game-hunter.
No hiding helps in burrows like rodents;
By climbing trees, you can’t escape for long;
And dangerous is residing inside tents;
Some day, you’ll hear quite loud the mighty gong!
Realities are to be faced outright;
Prefer always the day, never the night.
6-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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The pessimist complains about the wind the optimist expects it to change the realist adjusts the sails.
quote by William Arthur Ward
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The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
quote by William Arthur Ward
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Death Benefits
As death approaches it helps me appreciate life,
Since thought of dying makes daily problems fade.
Worries about all material things causing strife
Mean nothing in view of death’s daunting shade.
Death reminds me how precious is each day.
A rising sun engenders hope with its shine
Its movement means limited time to leave my say
To improve the world with my personal design
Death helps me focus on things that really count
Like the importance of love of family and friends,
And secondary significance of wealth in any amount,
Knowing that my body dies but, my soul never ends.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Don't ever become a pessimist... a pessimist is correct oftener than an optimist, but an optimist has more fun, and neither can stop the march of events.
quote by Robert A. Heinlein
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The difference between an optimist and a pessimist? An optimist laughs to forget, but a pessimist forgets to laugh.
quote by Tom Bodett
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A Little Bit Of Sunshine
A little bit of sunshine every day,
Helps to keep the rain clouds far away.
A little bit of sunshine, for your soul,
Helps you to weather even bitter cold.
A little bit of sunshine in your week,
Helps pull you out of bed, when you are sick.
A little bit of sunshine on your brain,
Helps get out all bad feelings, and mental strain.
A little bit of sunshine in your life,
Helps you to deal, with all your stress and strife.
A little bit of sunshine at the start,
Can even help to heal a broken heart.
6/26/10 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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If Heaven Were To Fall
I'm going crazy my world is turning hazy
I never realized how close it
was until this day
So changes, I missed them all believe me
I'll take the fall but damn it,
wish I could pray for you to stay
Aaah...
Why so suddenly, it sure took
time to see
Aaah...
Why should I believe, that you are
there for me
I see the writing on the wall and know
the way I want to go
And even if the heaven were to fall,
I'll still be waiting
I see the writing on the wall and
I just wanna let you know
That even if the heaven were to fall
I'll still be waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm gonna be waiting waiting...
This time I'm standning, I'm coming
in for landing
I wanna see if all the dreams
we have can be for real
No chances, I want you to believe me
I know it isn't easy, wish I could show you
how I feel
Aaah...
Why so suddenly, it sure took
time to see
Aaah...
Why should I believe
that you are there for me
I see the writing on the wall
and know the way I want to go
And even if the heaven were to fall
I'll still be waiting
I see the writing on the wall and
I just wanna let you to know
That even if the heaven were to fall
I'll still be waiting
I see the writing on the wall and even if heaven were to fall...
song performed by by E-type
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Born Without A Silver Spoon
I was born without a silver spoon.
On a raining day in the month of june.
We lived in a face me and face you,
it was a crowded neighbourhood.
Born without a silver spoon.
To have a three square meal
is like wishing for the moon.
Many times we bed the night,
cold night without food.
Without a silver spoon.
My father struggled me through school.
Primary, secondary and university
education i made it through.
A silver spoon.
My wish which must come true.
For i dream of it everday.
Think about those moves i'll make.
Praying to God for steps to take.
Though i was born without
silver spoon.
Yet if heaven be true,
my family's pain will not be vain.
I was born without a silver spoon
shall be erased.
To my generations it shall be a tale.
And only a silver spoon shall remain.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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We Could Be In Love
(g. burtnick/s. peiken)
Lea:
Be still my heart
Lately its mind is on it's own
It would go far and wide
Just to be near you
Brad:
Even the stars
Shine a bit bright i've noticed
When you're close to me
Lea:
Still it remains a mystery
Chorus (both):
Anyone who seen us
Knows what's going on between us
It doesn't take a genius
To read between the lines brad: ohh
And it's not just wishful thinking
Or only me who's dreaming
I know what these are symptoms of
We could be in love
Lea:
I ask myself why
I sleep like a baby through the night
Maybe it helps to know
You'll be there tomorrow
Brad: lea:
Don't open my eyes ohhh
I'll wake from the spell i'm under
Makes me wonder how tell me how
I could live without you now
Both:
And what about the laughter
The happy ever after
Like voices of sweet angels
Calling out our names
And it's not just wishful thinking
Or only me who's dreaming
I know what these are symptoms of
We could be in love
Brad:
All my life
I have dreamed of this
But i could not see your face
Lea:
Don't ask why to such distant stars
Can fall right into place
(repeat chorus)
Both:
Oh, it doesn't take a genius
To know what these are symptoms of
We could be lea: ohh
We could be, we could be in love
Brad:
Could be in
Both:
We could be in love
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Judgemental Values - 1911
Trip's rune tune drips, pain grips gain's grain, sands slip
indifferent to applause or tribulation:
as centuries dissolve, full meaning's chime
to tocsin turns from tintinnabulation.
Dissatisfaction earns itself worm urn,
untasted yolk/yoke soon evaporates,
missed chances opportunities may earn
for good or ill, for boon, shame blamed on Fates.
Concern for failure ends in cul-de-sac
might-have-beens' wishful-thinking self-destroying,
faith - headless hanger for skeletal sack,
bloom's blossom's blown from fantasy employing
defenses that to pseudo judgements fall.
Time's jury haggles over verdict's call.
(7 September 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Fallen Twigs
Not one interest do I have,
To be caught up in the mix...
And added to the list,
Of unfortunate statistics.
Too many lessons I have learned,
From feeding those yearnings that burned...
To leave me mentally drained and physically sick,
Because of desires I had to be a part of it.
Not one interest do I have,
To be caught up in the mix...
And added to the list,
Of unfortunate statistics.
Too many I have seen that were demeaned,
After exhausting themselves for someone else...
To be left as fallen twigs.
To wither of potential that held promises to bloom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wishful Thinking
Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go
Fill up your mind with all it can know
What would we be without wishful thinking
Chambers of chains
With red plastic mouths
The inside of outside
No one has found
How to unring the bell
It's just as well
The turntable sizzles
Casting the spells
The pressure devices
Hell in a nutshell
Is any song worth singing
If it doesn't help
Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go
Fill up your mind with all it can know
'Cause what would love be without wishful thinking
Open your arms as far as they will go
We take off your dress
An embarrassing poem
Was written when I was alone
In love with you
I shook down those lines
To shine up the streets
I got up off my hands and knees
To thank my lucky stars that you're not me
What would we be without wishful thinking
What would we be without wishful thinking
What would we be without wishful thinking
song performed by by Wilco
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A passing thought.
An optimistic pessimist.
An oxymoron without doubt
and yet such crazy thoughts persist.
Something for me to think about.
As I consider carefully.
A pessimist who hopes he’s right
is thinking optimistically.
Though what that proves I do not know.
Except I think it could be so.
Though everybody won’t agree.
Thursday,21 January 2010.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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On Wishful Thinking
ON WISHFUL THINKING
Prejudice when wishful thinking mocks
advancing voice or crystal image which
unlocks outlook unfortunate or blocks
desired solution grieving heart could stitch.
Most roads rejoin itinerary pre-traced,
as cause and consequence are intertwined,
use or abuse of options haste waste chased,
determines more than mortal mind may find
28 January 2009
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On Wishful Thinking poem © Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Music
Can you feel the music,
As it calms your soul,
Music helps to keep us
on our feet.
Music is surely the soul
that connects within us all,
Nourishing and comforting us.
The beauty of soft melody
playing helps to relax our
mind and body and our
soul.
Variety of different music helps
us all to decide which rhythm our
soul wants for today.
Music helps us to blossom,
The same way as flowers
like a good tune or a sweet
lullaby.
Without music life would
have no nourishment to help
move us along,
life would feel dull.
Music fills the emptiness in
our hearts,
Spreading that joyful feeling.
Music has a way to always chase
away those dark clouds,
When feeling gloomy and sad,
Turn on that favorite song.
Music has come along way through
out history,
Nothing could never take away
the magic of music.
poem by Derek James
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