Good Luck
Your quest is to defeat me,
To relieve a sense of winning.
A challenge for you comes as a must.
And my needs are quite simple.
I seek just one relationship,
One I can enjoy and trust.
You wish I would show more dependence.
And my strength is in my identity.
This I acknowledge and it can not be given up.
But you wish to see a weakness in me.
And I can only say,
Good luck!
You have no idea,
What inspires my devotion!
Or what cements to anchor,
To that depth of my loyalty!
You have no idea,
What motivates me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Just For A Day
You have no idea what it’s like
To be the oldest
No idea what it’s like
To be exiled
You have no idea what it’s like
To be unnoticed
No idea what it’s like
To be me
So I suggest you put on my mask
For a while
Just for a year, for a month
For a day
So you can see
What it’s like
To be me
You can finally feel
My positions
Feel your weakness
In times like mine
How your feelings compress
All together
When you don’t say anything,
But hang your head
A mediocre idea that generates enthusiasm will go further than a great idea that inspires no one.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
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They are here
spray paint and marker pens
They are here to show
our defacement and vandalism
They are here to show us and kick
our ass our laws our bourgeois respectability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of unsustainable stability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear
about death about governments about dominant thought
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power
of freedom, expression, creativity, mercy and generosity
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power to write down
their fragility their energy their sufferance their misplacement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear to be opponent
when we are absent, when we decide for them, when we change the rules without their engagement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of the ruling class and the perfect family and the perfect life
They are here to show us and refuse
parents who scream and abuse, the bully mates, the violence, the prejudice
They are here to show
respect to the world, to the earth, to human beings
They are here
asking for protection, begging us to stop these fights
don't you see them?
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success.
quote by Swami Vivekananda
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How Much To Me That Is Meant
Where would I be...
If you were not near to remind me,
I am loved.
And I know that to be true,
When together I am with you.
Where would I be...
If no one was there to listen,
Even sometimes to disagree.
And I display weakness born from insecurities.
And there you are with encouragement!
You have no idea how much to me that is meant.
I have those days that come to gnaw on my strength.
Those days that come to drain my good intentions.
I sometimes betray the attention I am given...
In selfish ways that stay not to go away.
Only to awaken to feel blessed and grateful.
Where would I be...
If you were not near to remind me,
I am loved.
And I know that to be true,
When together I am with you.
Where would I be...
If no one was there to listen,
Even sometimes to disagree.
And I display weakness born from insecurities.
And there you are with encouragement!
You have no idea how much to me that is meant.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The really good idea is always traceable back quite a long way, often to a not very good idea which sparked off another idea that was only slightly better, which somebody else misunderstood in such a way that they then said something which was really rather interesting.
quote by John Cleese
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Faith, Hope, Trust
Faith is a feeling of misconception.
I have Faith in myself,
But should I have Faith in you?
The real challenge is retaining Faith in us.
Hope is a state that is unsteady.
I can Hope to find Faith,
But will Hope cure the fallacy that is us?
Hoping to have Faith gives life more demand.
Trust is an idea that troubles me.
I must Trust in my Hope of finding Faith,
But will that Trust finally induce our perfect peace?
Or should I Trust that your Faith in us is Hopeless?
In order to have Faith in us,
I must first show Faith in you.
Untill I believe you have Hope in us,
I'll keep the Hope that us is true.
And when you start to Trust in us,
You can Trust I will see it through.
poem by Blake Bishop
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Shakespeare's idea of the tragic fact is larger than this idea and goes beyond it; but it includes it, and it is worth while to observe the identity of the two in a certain point which is often ignored.
quote by Andrew Coyle Bradley
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Not My Idea
I bit my tongue and stood in line
With not much to believe in
I bought into what I was sold
And ended up with nothing
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea
You thought that I would never see
What was meant for you was meant for me
I was distracted at the time
Forget about yours
song performed by by Garbage
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Show A Little Devotion
Everything that you wanted
Everything that you love
Yeah
Will run away from you
Everything that you care for
Yeah - yeah
Show a little devotion
In my _________________????? [No idea, ends with 'devotion']
No, the minute I saw your face
Is there anything that I can do?
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it won't you?
Any way that I can help?
Just tell me about it
Won't you
So that I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
Everything has an ending
And Everything has a tale to wag
-YEAH
ANSWER ME love [here I'm sure]
Everyone has a right to that
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Show me a little devotion
GIVEGET ALL MY DEVOTION ????? [not sure]
I don't worry
about IT AT ALL ????? [not sure]
And you know the minute I saw your face
Hey
Is there anything THAT I can do? ['That' missing]
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it won't you?
IS THERE ANY WAY THAT I can help ['Is there' mumbled]
Just tell me what it is
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just put the words together for me
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
song performed by by Kate Bush
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A guilt to feel
Do we feel guilty if something wrong has been done?
Can that be addressed with remorse alone and be undone?
What can satisfy others even if we regret and apologize?
Can’t we forget it from our mind and happily summarize?
It is easy to hurt some body and have satisfaction
This is reflection of sick mind and is real indication
You can’t judge a person form his out look and trust
He needs to be understood in depth and it is must
I may not do it myself to anybody
Why at all I should hurt to somebody?
Ultimately what I may get in return?
One day I may be fixed in turn
God doesn’t spare anybody for ill will
He has to pay it here and suffer still
No one may come to his help or rescue
You may get everything that is overdue
If ever you can think of doing something good
Trust me; it will be sign of promise from God
It doesn’t occur to anybody at any time
It is special feeling emanating from at critical time
Inwardly I felt something has gone wrong,
I felt isolated and far from being relatives or among,
Not at ease at all to breathe with strength
Weakness surface and unable to go at any length
Something I committed which my conscious did not allow,
I should have acted wise but did not follow,
Carried away by temptation which shouldn’t have been?
I showed so much interest that I was so keen
It is making me nervous,
Reason may not be true but looks obvious,
I was never trapped before or previous
As I was claimed to be true and pious,
No one has seen or established my guilt,
It is conscious mechanism in built,
Any good and gentleman will feel its pulse
Temptation and greed will have to be repulsed
Heart may not obey,
Mind will not rule and sway,
Presence of mind will take you away,
Only physical presence may remain and stay,
It will constantly bite,
Darkness may over rule light,
Weakness may be encroached with might,
Defeat may be conceded without offering fight,
Forever you may feel easily trapped or laid,
May not feel attentive when good words are said,
It will continue to hurt you more and more,
You admit it openly and pray HIM just before,
You may have sound sleep and joy,
No more guilt but cheers and enjoy,
Immediate redressal relieve the worry,
Need not feel shame and not to say sorry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Choose You
In all the creation tha the creator has created
I choose you to be vulnerable to
I choose you to be broken in front of
I choose you to show the weaker side of the giant that I am
I choose you to show the inner being I never showed to any human being
At the strength of my weakness
I only have the strength to choose
My weakness is too strong to allow me to back off
My weakness is too strong to allow me to change my mind
My weakness is too strong to allow me to vacillate, oscillate or fluctuate
At the strength of my weakness
I still have a second chance to choose
I still choose you
poem by Philani Zincume
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A strong sense of identity gives man an idea he can do no wrong; too little accomplishes the same.
quote by Djuna Barnes
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All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work comes to him.
quote by W.H. Auden
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Let It All Out
Let it all out
Get it all out
Rip it out remove it
Don't be alarmed
When the wound begins to bleed
Cause we're so scared to find out
What this life's all about
So scared we're going to lose it
Not knowing all along
That's exactly what we need
And today I will trust you with the confidence
Of a man who's never known defeat
But tomorrow, upon hearing what I did
I will stare at you in disbelief
Oh, inconsistent me
Crying out for consistency
And you said I know that this will hurt
But if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse
If the burden seems too much to bear
Remember
Then end will justify the pain ti took to get us there
And I'll let it be known
At times I have shown
Signs of all my weakness
But somewhere in me
There is strength
And you promis me
That you believe
In time I will defeat this
Cause somewhere in me
There is strength
And today I will trust you with the confidence
Of a man who's never known defeat
And I'll try my best to just forget
That man isn't me
Reach out to me
Make my heart brand new
Ever beat will be for you
For you
And I know you know
You touched my life
When you touched my heavy heart and made it light
song performed by by Relient K
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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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The idea of motherland is not a false idea, but it is a little idea, and one which must remain little. There is only one common good. There is only one moral duty, only one truth, and every man is the shining recipient and guardian of it. The present understanding of the idea of motherland divides all these great ideas, cuts them into pieces, specializes them within impenetrable circles. We meet as many national truths as we do nations, and as many national duties, and as many national interests and rights — and they are antagonistic to each other.
quote by Henri Barbusse
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Wreck without anchor
I disclose you with this love
and I let you be suspended in yourself
because you're a wreck without anchor
You embarrass me,
but the confusion you feel is the result of having forgotten
your love for me.
You embarrass me against your own sense...
You assume the idea
that no danger will
overwhelm you completely
for abandoning you
into nothingness
Like waves that drive the boat ashore
I expect you to be disintegrated
slowly and waiting in your own
when no anchor can keep you in the offshore
because the wood is too rotten.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Winning the Outstanding Contribution award is great, because you know you have won in advance. Previously, I have been really nervous during the ceremony because you have no idea if you are going to get called up on stage. This time I could relax and enjoy myself.