Duty
Thing called duty never means something we like
It’s an order, an excuse, sacrifice or requirement
It never sounds pleasure or fun
It feels formal, distant, cold and a must
Something we must do or there’ll be sanction
Thing called duty always means burden
If we don’t let our heart to play around
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Love, not Duty
Thought may well be ever ranging,
And opinion ever changing,
Task-work be, though ill begun,
Dealt with by experience better;
By the law and by the letter
Duty done is duty done
Do it, Time is on the wing!
Hearts, ’tis quite another thing,
Must or once for all be given,
Or must not at all be given;
Hearts, ’tis quite another thing!
To bestow the soul away
Is an idle duty-play!
Why, to trust a life-long bliss
To caprices of a day,
Scarce were more depraved than this!
Men and maidens, see you mind it;
Show of love, where’er you find it,
Look if duty lurk behind it!
Duty-fancies, urging on
Whither love had never gone!
Loving if the answering breast
Seem not to be thus possessed,
Still in hoping have a care;
If it do, beware, beware!
But if in yourself you find it,
Above all things mind it, mind it!
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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A beautiful thing called YOU
How to write about a beautiful piece of God’s writing
I mean what is there to edit?
Did God leave room for improvement
Oh I see, he did leave some for comment
And praise and Glory to value
A Beautiful thing called you
Unmatched in splendor
A beautiful thing named you
That only God` s description could equal the importance
A beautiful thing called you
That only the angelic can understand
A beautiful thing called you
Whose creation was inspired by the divine
A beautiful thing called you
That the universe handles with care
A beautiful thing called you
Whose shape was sculpted by His own word
A beautiful thing called you
How do I begin to describe it
Is it by letter
Oh I see holding it is better
How do I own it
To praise the glory and the value
A beautiful thing called you
Oh I see, God knows better
The value the Glory and the praise
No, He revealed it to me
But still I cant
Bear the praise the value and the glory
That flows from those eyes
The ear the nose and the belly
I looked through the key hole to see the sky
I saw heaven`s 1 2 3 stars shy
HE opened the door of your heart
Behold the millions that were hidden
Now I know
How to Praise the glory and the value of a beautiful thing called you.
poem by Didier Sixte Kahungu
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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Leadership to me means duty, honor, country. It means character, and it means listening from time to time.
quote by George W. Bush
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What Is This Thing Called Love?
Cole porter
What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love?
Just who can solve its mystery?
Why should it make a fool of me?
I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart and trew it away
Thats why I ask the lord in heaven above
What is this thing called love?
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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New Heart
Tears everywhere....
Hope that smile will appear after that
A little girl heart just wanna to write
Nothing to do with others
Only trying to learn
Only trying to speak
With her sincere heart
Finally she found true love
Love without asking someone to return
True love means share
True love means understanding
True love means that you love without asking
True love means sacrifice
Feels hurt
Feels rude
Feels unfair
But it's true love
And it means universal
Use your heart not your eyes
If you are looking for true love
Thanks to friends
Thanks to my mom
Thanks to my brothers and their nice wife
Thanks for my sister in law
who gave to my mom a wonderful nephew
Thanks for my uncles and my aunties
who stand beside me when my daddy passed away
Thanks for my husband who share tears on our sadness day
Thanks for neighbors and friends who give me a ride and foods
when i don't have enough money without push me to be a beggar
That shows me the unlimited of true love
I feel lucky to have many true love in my life
Duty shuts to love
To care wife or love own children
Is not considered duty. It is love.
To take care of one’s parents is duty.
Duty is in; it means love is out.
27.04.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The great thing about our system of democracy is when they call you for jury duty, you have to come... It's an honor and a privilege. I was called and I've got to be here.
quote by Antonio Villaraigosa
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Psy-war Of A Relationship
one thing with her is her honesty
thus when she says
if you want to go, then go
don't look back
if you keep hanging on that rope of pride
go hang
hang everything alive
kill and be just one of those names
she means every word
she knows how to live alone
and have no regret
one thing with her is her honesty
for tonight over a glass of wine
surrendering to loneliness
back to its cold arms
she finally sheds her tears
she takes the tissue and
wipes her tears
and then begins again
moving on
to another quest of this illusive thing
called happiness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Is This Thing Called Love?
What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love?
Just who can solve its mystery?
Why should it make a fool of me?
I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart and threw it away
Thats why I ask the lord in heaven above
What is this thing called love?
I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart and threw it away
Thats why I ask the lord in heaven above
What is this thing called love?
Transcribed by todd peach
Following is another version with additional verses:
I was a hum-drum person
Leading a life apart
When love flew in through my window wide
And quickened my hum-drum heart
Love flew in thorugh my window
I was so happy then
But after love had stayed a little while
Love flew out again
What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love?
Just who can solve its mystery?
Why should it make a fool of me?
I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart and threw it away
Thats why I ask the lawd in heaven above
What is this thing called love?
You gave me days of sunshine
You gave me nights of cheer
You made my life an enchanted dream
til somebody else came near
Somebody else came near you
I felt the winters chill
And now I sit and wonder night and day
Why I love you still?
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Super Thing
Today what does it take to do the super thing
I'll tell you what it takes a very simple thing
Iron nerves like the pilot of a jumbo jet
Or a girl on the go who hasn't got there yet
Magnetic trumpets blowing
Synthetic saxophone
The evidence kept growing
From below
Hidden motivations
Buried in the past
Still gives us strength
For the super thing
The red alarm a rude surprise every time it rings
Means it's time to go beyond the normal thing
Pay attention and be prepared to do it right
The super thing the thing that makes you bigger than life
Won't you tell me what it takes
To do the super thing
Signals start to travel from a distant place
Lights go out electro shock then pleasure pain
Sensations unfamiliar can make you sick
It's a superhuman thing and it does the trick
song performed by by Devo
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Gimme That Thing Called Love
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
You take my breath away, its not the things you do
But the way you do it, I knew it was gonna work out this way
Its beyond the point of pleasure, to the point of no return
I should know better, whatever, I guess Im gonna live and learn
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Reach out and touch me girl, I wanna tell you that its right this time, this time
Its such a sweet surrender, I feel myself going under your spell, oh well
Right or wrong, baby go on, just have your way with me
I dont scare that easily, whatever you want, please go on
Whatever it takes, take it out on me, come on
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Hold on, look my way, Im turned on by the things you say
I wont forget about the night we had
I wont be sorry for the things Ive said, this time
Reach out and touch me girl, I wont be sorry for the things Ive said
Its satisfaction guaranteed, I wont pretend itll always be this way
But at least Im gonna have my day
Beyond this point of pleasure, to the point of no return
I should know better, whatever, I guess Im gonna live and learn
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Gimme that thing called love, show me a thing about love
Reach out and touch me girl, reach out and hold me girl
I wont forget about the nights weve had
I wont be sorry for the things Ive said, this time
song performed by by April Wine
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The Playing Infant
Play on thy mother's bosom, babe, for in that holy isle
The error cannot find thee yet, the grieving, nor the guile;
Held in thy mother's arms above life's dark and troubled wave,
Thou lookest with thy fearless smile upon the floating grave.
Play, loveliest innocence!--Thee yet Arcadia circles round,
A charmed power for thee has set the lists of fairy ground;
Each gleesome impulse Nature now can sanction and befriend,
Nor to that willing heart as yet the duty and the end.
Play, for the haggard labor soon will come to seize its prey.
Alas! when duty grows thy law, enjoyment fades away!
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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The Bonie Wee Thing
Wishfully I look and languish
In that bonie face o' thine,
And my heart it sounds wi' anguish,
Lest my wee thing be na mine.
[Chorus] Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,
Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom,
Lest my jewel it should tine.
Wit and Grace, and Love, and Beauty,
In ae constellation shine;
To adore thee in my duty,
Goddess o' this soul o' mine!
[Chorus]
poem by Robert Burns
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A chemistry poem
Here I am on a lab
Missing a thing called love
A Bunsen burner was how they call
This thing called me is where I fall
...They often said I’m benzene
They often call me sweet
They’ve better call me dangerous
For danger when touched by heat
Aromatic hydrocarbon
In which I use to abandon
This thing made me amaze
And the way that I just gaze
I really enjoy this phenomenon
to occurrence of Brownian motion
I think that I shall give a notion
That this maybe was a potion
I just reported in chemistry
In which I did it foolishly
My teacher asked me a little thing
Of what collision would really mean
I Think of what maybe was collision
And answer it’s a kind or sort of such attraction
My teacher said no, don’t bother
For collision means
Its just an attraction…
For me its just a very big question
For he just repeated my very own notion
Now I think my grade’s on subtraction
For the thing they’ve thought of my destruction
I read an article from a computer
In which I think it is called structure
Gas, liquid, solid, and isomer
Different formula of molecular structure
It can be crystal, water or vapor
But all I know is that it’s a state, just rather.
For I may forget and think of it later
Cause its too hard for me to memorize
I think that I will just be crystallized
Or maybe here to be petrified
Instead for my brain to be purified
In case that I will die with heart failure
On the front I might have just consider
That hell must be frozen
For as the mass increase
And As the souls compress
This so called hell expands
And as it was stated to boyle’s law
That temperature and pressure remains
Therefore I am not what hell contains
For if hell froze
Then I must’ve pose
For I must’ve enter not hell….
Mr.Estigoy
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Bonie Wee Thing, The
Chorus:- Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,
Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wad wear thee in my bosom,
Lest my jewel it should tine.
Wishfully I look and languish
In that bonie face o' thine,
And my heart it sounds wi' anguish,
Lest my wee thing be na mine.
[Chorus]
Wit and Grace, and Love, and Beauty,
In ae constellation shine;
To adore thee in my duty,
Goddess o' this soul o' mine!
[Chorus]
poem by Robert Burns
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Death means Love means
Death means freedom
Love means pain
Which would you choose?
Death means rest peacefully
Love means restless motion
Which would be comfortable?
Death means life
love means death to the heart
Which one would you want?
Death means everlasting happiness
Love means confusion
Which would be more rich?
Death means rejoice with loved ones
Love means losing someone
Which would be better?
Death means peaceful dreams for forever
Love means fear of nightmares
Which would you perfer?
poem by Desserray Whitcomb
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