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Nothing I Could Say

I remember the first time,
I confronted someone...
Reacting to a rumor.
And from a third person heard.

I shouted obscenities,
In the face of this person.
Only to discover...
The rumor I heard,
Had been about another.

Years has passed.
And I have seen again,
That person I offended.
And with friends that person said to me...
'Are you still that fool I remembered?
And are you still as ignorant,
As you impressed me first to be? '

There was nothing I could say.
I had learned to keep my mouth shut.
And from those wishing to start confrontations...
I don't acknowledge this.
I simply walk away.

Growing older to wisen up,
Has its benefits.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Can One Person Do

(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me

song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What I Appreciate

I appreciate
A person who acknowledge
His or her mistakes
I appreciate a person
Who apologizes
And doesn't hesitate
I appreciate
A person who makes
You believe
What they say because
They mean it truly
I appreciate
A person who keeps their word
After all it's what I deserve
I appreciate
A person who's apology
I can accept
Because it will be sincere
And I can forgive and forget it
I appreciate
Having someone I admire
It is my desire
I appreciate a person
Like this I would
Be truly flattered
For it's important
And to me it matters
So I know you are wondering
Can I do the same thing.....
Absolutely

poem by Tameeka Smith
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A Reflection

At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?

poem by Ashley Olson
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The Same As I

i get so tired
of writing poems
about suffering....

but everywhere i look,
all around me,
people are hurting....

and try as i might,
i cant close my eyes,
cant shut my ears up

to the sounds of need and want.
and i cannot be silent
as long as there's one person

who is not free,
one person whose rights
have been violated....

one person who is hungry,
one person who is homeless,
one person sick who cannot

get medical care....
one person abused, enslaved,
or treated like property...

i cannot, and i will not stop,
for they are the same
as i... i see their faces

every time i look in the mirror!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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My mark

I don't want you to cry on last day
I don't want you to cry tears of sadness
I want you to cry tears of joy
Cry cause because you remember the good things I use to do here on earth
I want you to remember my smile
My jokes
My T L C
I want you to remember me as a fighter
I want you to remember me as the most sweetest person
I want you to remember me as someone who always made you feel good
I want you remember me as the friendliest person
I want you to remember me as the person who use to light up the room
I want you to remember me
As a nice smelling perfume
I want you to remember me
As a hereon
I want you to remember me
As the most craziest person
Not in bad way but in good way
That is why I worked so hard
To became a good person
In order for you to have lots of good memories about me n less bad memories
I want to be remembered as person who left a really good mark

Vangile Mtyali

Written on the 28/02/2008

poem by Vangile Mtyali
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When A Person Does Not Know What To Do With Himself

WHEN A PERSON DOES NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIMSELF

When a person does not know what to do with himself
When a person feels empty
When a person feels everything he had done and everything he can do do is meaningless
When a person is bored
When a person does not know what to do with himself
And wonders why he is on this earth
And how he will endure more of it
When a person does not know what to do with himself
He must do any little thing he can do
To get himself going-
He must wash the dishes or clean the house or take something to eat or take a small walk or read a page
Or do any one of a million or more other small things to get himself going
And once he is going he must somehow go on and on and from this to something else
So that at some point somewhere along the way somehow
He is doing something
Perhaps not that great
But doing something
And in doing something
Perhaps forgetting about himself
A bit
Perhaps.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Positive Thinker

Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?

Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?

Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?

Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?

Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Only person

I am the only person
Responsible here.

Only person wellknown in the market
Only person to love
Only person to show life with open eyes.

The life is an empty vessel
The life you like and
If you like you can puton
Anything you like
If you like you can putoff
All your programme
And held me responsible
For all lapses committed by you.

I am the person
The only person
Who is yours
Only yours
Only person
The only person.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Angels Cry

When you see death,
You know you have to leave this place,
When angels cry,
You know that person is crying,
All you can do is cry for that person,
All you can say is please don't cry,
All you want to do is cry and regret on what you said to that person,
To see that person pass away it breaks your heart,
Wanting to die to be with them,
Somewhere out there you he or she is watching over you,
When angels cry,
You know the person you care about is crying for you,
You feel lost without that person,
Sometimes you wish you can turn back the hands of time just to say goodbye to that person,
Your final words,
When angels cry,
You want to say goodbye,
No regrets, No nothing, that emptyness you feel inside fades away within time.

To my best friend Andrew Ybarra who passed away on March 2,2009.
May he R.I.P.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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My Own Proverb

Love a person who loves you
Like a person who likes you
Hear a person who hears you
Help a person who needs you
Respect a person who respects you

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Putting A Person In A Box

when you put
a person in a box
the box becomes
the person
the box does not
grow
it chokes
the pharynx
and shuns away light
even air
the box cannot die
it stays as a
box for years
sometime when
you are anxious
you open the
box
only to find out
that the person
is not a box
and he is not
there
anymore
it was you inside
it
and it too was
gone
and you did not
notice
the box
the person
and you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rumor Has It

(bruce burch/vern dant/larry shell)
I overheard a conservation your name was mentioned in
But they didnt talk about us, only her again
I didnt want to listen but I hung on every word
They said some things I wish I hadnt heard
Chorus:
Rumor has it she has you
Rumor has it you love her too
Talk is cheap but the price is high when its true
Rumor has it she has you
This towns so small a whisper can be heard a mile away
And people here will gossip when theres nothing else to say
I wouldnt have believed my ears but I see it in your eyes
The stories going round this town arent lies
Rumor has it she has you
Rumor has it you love her too
Talk is cheap but the price is high when its true
Rumor has it she has you
Whoa...rumor has it she has you

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Am I not a person?

Am I not a person?


It would appear.
That im not a person.
Not quite human.
More like a zombie so to say.

Am I not a person?
That is the question.
Im not a person.
Not quite human.

An emotionless wrekage.
Within the walls of brakeage.
Am I not quite a person?

Im not quite humane.
Not quite the person.
I once used to be.

Am I a person?
Or just a big mess.
And a sorry excuse
For a person?

Im not quite a person.
This I do now no.
Im more like a zombie.

Am I not quite a person.
Nope Im not.

I just one sad sorry mess.
A zombie of my formerself.
Just a sad sorry mess.
And a pethetic excuse
For a life.

Amy Kerswell

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Lost Child

The person I knew
Is gone today

The person I knew
Has flown away

The person I knew
To my sad dismay

That person I knew
Has gone astray

The Child I knew
Has passed away

How sad I am
Is hard to say

The words too frail
They can't convey

The loss I feel
They can't portray

Each time in thought
I pass this way

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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To Address The Transgender

‘He' is for third person male gender.
‘She' is for third person female gender.
‘It' is the third person neutral gender.
What is for third person transgender?
Is that person Sir or Madam?
Is that person Mr., Mrs., or Miss.?

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Heart is Broken

Does anyone know that my heart is broken?
Perhaps no one really knows because of the laughter I show when I'm with them,
Nobody knows that my heart is hurting because of that person.
Those days in love it was the laughter that made me happy,
Waking up in the morning next to the person that I loved,
It was everything that I could wished for,
But the laughter faded when the person said it was over.

Years have passed by but the memories are still here,
And I don't think I could ever erase the person from my mind,
Those wonderful memories from my heart.
My heart is bleeding from the sad memories that were once happy,
I can laugh and laugh,
I can lie to myself and my friends,
But the tears from the laughter are the tears from the heartbreak.

Sometimes in the nights I hear myself laughing,
The laughter that echoes through the nights,
Through the lonely dark room,
I sometimes realize that not all of the echoing sounds are laughter,
But they are the tears and sadness coming from my heart.
How can I erase anything when the person's love was so beautiful?
How can I erase that person from my memory,
When I still love that person so much

poem by Heather Noble
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A Wanted Person

You are a wanted person and,
You've stolen from many;
You are a wanted person and,
You thought you are rich from your theft.
The law is looking for you,
The people are tracking for you down,
But for how long will you hide from them?
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to sow a better seed than hate;
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to do the right thing than stealing;
One day the law will get to you.
You will be exposed one day,
You will be caught one day,
There and then you will know your mistakes;
A wanted person is what you are.
Like the nakedness of a chicken,
Likewise will your shame be;
You are a wanted person and,
The law is after you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When A Person Does Not Know What

When a person does not know what to do with himself
When a person feels empty
When a person feels everything he had done and everything he can do do is meaningless
When a person is bored
When a person does not know what to do with himself
And wonders why he is on this earth
And how he will endure more of it
When a person does not know what to do with himself
He must do any little thing he can do
To get himself going-
He must wash the dishes or clean the house or take something to eat or take a small walk or read a page
Or do any one of a million or more other small things to get himself going
And once he is going he must somehow go on and on and from this to something else
So that at some point somewhere along the way somehow
He is doing something
Perhaps not that great
But doing something
And in doing something
Perhaps forgetting about himself
A bit
Perhaps.

WHAT DO I KNOW? \AND WHO AM I?

What do I know?
And who am I?
The real questions
I cannot answer
They are beyond me.

And I don't think
I have anything to give
Even in beginning to answer them.

Just another human being
Who has come this way
And soon will be gone
Without ever having answered
The real questions.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The word mother

The word mother,
Has a secret power,
Whenever I'm in danger,
You'll be there.

The word that gives me power,
The word that protects me,
The word that accompanys me,
Is you, my mother.

The person that encourages me,
The person that gives me confidence,
The person that gives me motivation,
Is you again, my mother.

The person that gave birth to me,
The person that cares for me,
The person that feed me,
The person that teaches me,
It's you, my mother
Happy mothers day!

poem by Winter Galz
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I think everybody has the ability to fall in love with a man or with a woman or a white person or a black person or a Jewish person or a Protestant person or whatever.

quote by Ally Sheedy
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