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A captivated audience is easier to trick,
With surprising theatrics.
Than those who have rehearsed,
The implementing of fear to test periodically...
For the effectiveness of reactions expected.
'We did it!
Finally we got a standing ovation.
Everyone sat on the edge of their seats.
We must keep this momentum at its peak,
Every performance.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Standing Ovation
C' un mistero che non lo so
Quando ti vedo che cos'ho
Sento tremare lo stomaco
Qualcosa di profondo sai
Mi fa andar fuori di testa
Fuori di me
Io non capisco senza di te... (Oh no!?)
Il mondo che cos'?
Ho camminato per strade sai
Ho fatto cose che non dovrei
Ho visto cose fantastiche
Ho avuto donne bellissime
Nessuna ha mai chiarito se
Il mondo vero senza di te... (Oh no?)
Io credo di no!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te!
Standing ovation
ovation for you!
Ho passeggiato nel buio sai
ho vinto tutto e ho riperso poi
Ho visto cose fantastiche
Ho avuto donne bellissime
Nessuna ha mai chiarito se
Il mondo vero senza di te... (Oh no?)
Io credo di no!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te
Standing ovation
Ovation for you!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te
Standing ovation
Ovation for you
Ti ho mandato un messaggio ieri sera
sulla segreteria telefonica
sono dei fiori
No Ti ho pensato molto stamattina
Quando ho visto nascere il sole
Ti ho mandato subito un messaggino
Era: per te vorrei essere migliore
Standing ovation
Ovation for you
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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Did You Pass or Fail?
Why is it easier to be arrogant?
Why is it easier to be cruel?
Why is it easier to be evil?
Why is it easier to hurt?
Why is it easier to an asshole?
Why is it easier to victimize?
Why is it easier to abuse?
Why is it easier to use?
Why is it easier to be greedy?
Why is it easier to be selfish?
Why is it easier to be self centered?
Why is it easier to steal?
Why is it easier to manipulate?
Why is it easier to lie?
My thoughts is it is a test to all man kind
Did you pass or fail?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Singing With Excitement!
Standing on the stage, with the choir,
At London's famous Royal Festival Hall,
Singing Carl Orff’s iconic 'O Fortuna',
Was one of the greatest feelings of all!
It felt unreal, but so amazing, to be there.
The choir was over a hundred people strong,
And we were all singing, on stage, together;
Raising our voices, and being united in song.
This famous piece, really packs a punch,
And it's delivered at an unforgiving pace.
It can be difficult to sing a single note, though,
With a massive ear to ear grin upon your face!
The two pianos and percussion, accompanying us,
Were hammering the music out at full pelt.
Absolutely nothing on this earth, could compare
To the sense of total exhilaration, which I felt!
I love the moment, when the dynamics change;
They range from quite soft to really very loud.
We stood there singing, at the tops of our voices,
And the audience, I'm sure, were pretty wowed!
Sadly, it all seemed to be over, way too soon,
But I could have carried on singing all night.
When we had finished our powerful performance,
We got a standing ovation, much to our delight!
Before we went on stage that night,
There had been a real air of anticipation,
And now, that it was all finally over,
There was a feeling of total elation!
Backstage, following the performance,
There were smiles, and many a 'well done! '
The atmosphere there, was totally electric,
And, of course, we’d all had so much fun!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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On The Edge Of The Edge Of The Edge
ON THE EDGE OF THE EDGE OF THE EDGE
On the edge of the edge of the edge
There is nowhere to go-
Home is lost,
And all the distances have broken down-
One cannot move
One can only fear-
On the edge of the edge of the edge
Falling is fear-
And holding one’s ground
One step at a time
Is a small miracle
One is not sure
One can make alone.
On the edge of the edge of the edge-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A moment in time! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Summer at peak;
a young man
in a white singlet.
Summer at peak;
a young girl
in short sleeves.
Summer at peak;
A child licks
Ice cream.
Summer at peak;
an infant
On inhaler.
Summer at peak;
A young couple
Cosy in cinema hall seats.
Summer at peak;
A vendor
Sells lime water.
Summer at peak;
Gulmohar petals
lie limp on grass.
Summer at peak;
Dust haze,
Road rage.
Summer at peak;
beads of sweat
slide on lips.
Summer at peak,
Street wars,
Blame it on heat.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Standing On The Edge
In the middle of the night
I had a vision
It was bigger than life
Standing on the edge of my bed
She said come here, dont be afraid
Her tongue opened like a shot
Oh bang bang
Ten feet tall, laser eyes
Killer body, killer thighs
She drew me a fine line
Whats wrong whats right
I didnt know what to think
She seemed to know what to drink
I was stunned by her gun
Couldnt walk, couldnt run
Well she drew me a picture
And it seemed so true
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Shes lookin right through my eyes
Love is passin by
Right before my eyes
And Im wondering why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Right here in my face
I had a vision
That was bigger than life
Oh connie likes nighttime, every night
Connie likes candy, every bite
All day sucker, connie might
Swallow that thing cause she does it right
Im weak in the knees
Im beggin you please
Just ask for more
She just wants affection
My soldiers at attention
No I dont know
Why youre doin this to me
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Shes lookin right through my eyes
Love is passin by
Right before my eyes
And Im wondering why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Well she told me
In the biblical sense
And she told me
In the strictest confidence
She told me
We were worlds apart
She told me, she told me
I dont know why Im here
She said, dont be afraid
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
Youre lookin right through my eyes
Standing on the edge
Light flashes before my eyes
Standing on the edge
And watchin my world crash by
Love is passing by
Right before my eyes
And I wonder why
Whats the reason
That Im standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Standing on the edge
Im standing on the edge (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Brotherly Help
Brotherly help can deem funny, as funnier,
And work may find out wonders of food,
Inside them, inner feelings show of the innate abilities.
By the audience, a stand has been taken by clapping -
We are not appalled at this worst concoction or notion,
This standing ovation.
Audience freezes at much of its gatherings,
Justice has a wheatfield all for growing in,
And more of the opposing factions can resent us further
For dropping our bread on the plate
By some murmur of growth, and the shot is fired.
Shot is the gun, found is the culprit of brotherly help.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Only Truth Can Prevail With Consistency
Whomever believes this life God has given us,
Should be made easier...
Does not pray enough.
Not in constant daily prayer.
Only truth can prevail with consistency.
Consider life as a dress rehearsal,
Kept practiced.
In and off the many stages one has to play.
As Shakespeare put it his way in his day!
God delivers those from doubt,
And removes shields of fear.
That is done...
When God is allowed,
To do His work without interference.
And anyone who hides behind fear and doubt,
In a reckless ambiguity...
Is only a part time lover of God.
And nothing God does is part time!
Or under-rehearsed.
God stays ready to see that we do our best.
You've got to know 'that'.
And keep it addressed.
Yes!
If you want to...
Make it easier for yourself.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The shade of the light
My ovation is to the slaves
Who built the Taj Mahal.
My ovation to the soldiers
Who made Alexander the great.
My ovation is to mice and cats
Who promoted the scientists.
Am I a cynic or jealous?
06.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Traffic Jam: The Trap Of Traffic Light
It's not only test your luck, but also test your patience
It's not only test your guts, but also test your instinct
It's not only test your sanity, but also test your obedience to law
It's not only test your ethics, but also test your fidelity
It's not only test your sight, but also test your reflex
It's not only test your estimation of time, but also test your street knowledge
It's not only test your ego, but also test your kindness
It's not only test your control, but also test your awareness
It's not only test your attitude, but also test your responsibility
It's not only test your priority, but also test your humanity
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Test Run
Equipment experimental
new and untried.
Will successful performance
be user satisfied?
Many trials and failures
at what should be well known.
Sometimes with an audience
others alone.
Still somewhat unsure.
Is this time right for the test?
Confidence there
a bit shaky at best.
With a mighty heave!
The machinery is put in motion.
Each independent move
brings a flood of emotion.
The test operation successful!
Though short guaranteed a repeat.
To those in attendance.
Baby's first steps an unforgetable feat.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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Threat
Is it there or not?
A credibility slips away...
Yet fear continues to be marketed,
Without a hint
It will decline or stop.
A drama created to scare with baited hate...
Shows backstage antics,
Of those players who manipulate!
And the curiousity of the audience...
Has removed them from the edge of their seats.
As the director huddles with the cast and crew,
To introduce 'THREAT' as serious...
With less sweetness and a tension that creeps.
But those behind this performance are finding...
Themselves in heated sweat.
Receiving eyebrows raised from a backlash,
Unexpectedly they sense
Will soon come and upon them be dispensed.
And a lockdown begins!
Forcing those attending...
To sit and prepare for an updated end.
As armed guards from the stage seal exits...
To enclose all viewing this retitled, 'UNDOING'.
'The popcorn machine has been removed!
Those grooving and finger popping...
Prepare yourself for shocks unstopping!
And your delusions for scenes,
Of a serenity that beams...
Can now be dropped for a taste that mocks,
A perception that comes close to confinement! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walk Away (Maybe)
I made this bed
I choose to lie in it
And live with my regrets
And sleep with what I said
Could this be the end
Am I standing on the edge
Of everything I wanted now
I was afraid
I was afraid
Well maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I fear
It's easier to walk away from everything
Separate my soul
With all the things we shared
I'm falling to pieces now
Say a prayer for me (say a prayer for me)
When you go to bed ('cause)
I'm in need of your faith now
I was afraid
Well maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I fear
It's easier to walk away from everything
If we could just re-set
And live in happiness
Instead of our regrets
We'd salvage everything
We don't have to walk away
Pray for me now
I'm in need of faith
Pray for me now
I'm in need
And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I feared
It's easier to walk away from everything
If we could just re-set
And live in happiness
Instead of our regrets
We'd salvage everything
And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I failed
It's easier to walk away from everything
Walk away from everything
Walk away from everything
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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So Much Can Be Accomplished
Substance with content,
To affect with effectiveness...
Is the foundation of meaning.
With a purpose to communicate comprehension.
That's all an open dialogue should be.
And if a listening is done with a priority,
So much can be accomplished...
With an exchange of appreciated awareness!
However...
A stubbornness may have content,
But the affect of it loses its effectiveness,
When a kept patience...
Can no longer be expected to remain justified.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I'm shooting, really the audience I'm thinking the hardest about is that first test screening audience who I want to like the film and that first opening weekend audience.
Your Latest Trick
All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
And prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and the whores
Are only taking calls for cash
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
My door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And i played the blues in twelve bars down lover's lane
And you never did have the inteligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chain
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left
I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But not all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
song performed by by Dire Straits
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Art Of Life
If anyone believes,
The one standing alone...
Taking the heat under spotlight,
Runs the show...
Hasn't met the director or the producer,
The manager, assistant manager.
The script writer, agent, publicist...
And a host of others behind the scenes.
If anyone believes,
The one standing alone...
Taking the heat under spotlight,
Runs the show...
Doesn't know theater.
Or who calls the shots,
To enable any light to shine
And be spotted anywhere.
Theater is staged.
No matter whose name is on the marquee,
To sell the tickets.
Theater is staged.
And the best acts are trained to fill the seats.
If one knew theater,
One would know the art of life.
And the importance of having not only a good director...
But one with the bucks,
Who can keep the production afloat long enough to seduce...
Is the key to selling an audience sold on what they see,
Until the curtain drops to signal the end of the performance.
Taken from its natural habitat to be staged,
The art of life...
Is only theater to delude and to captivate believers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Pro-Active At It
Wouldn't it be easier,
To schedule your dilemmas?
Prioritizing them for effectiveness.
Leaving those you know will repeat,
At the top of your list.
And the ones you wish to protest,
Whenever others remind you of them...
With a lesser opportunity to make you upset.
Wouldn't it be easier,
Than professing on a daily basis...
You have no idea what's going on?
Be pro-active at it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I get a standing ovation jaust standing.
quote by George Burns
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A performance is only as good as the audience you are playing to. A lot of times you feed off of the audience, and we always try to give them all we've got and sometimes you don't get a lot back, but we've never been dead whenever we've performed.
quote by Kelly Jones
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