First Aid Life
Finish one after another
Everything boring and routine
Release one by one
What worry and bother you
Prepare it patiently
When you really exited to do
Always hold what’s important for you
If you feel helpless and desperate
Be friend with time
Though it so strict and demanding
Play your part well
Even you don’t want to be responsible
Forgiven but not forgotten your regret and guilt
To make your burden bearable
Don’t be ashamed to lower your head
It doesn’t even reduce an inch of yours
Be proud of yourself
Because you have something to fight and achieve
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Don’t Worry (Matthew 6: 24-34)
Don’t worry about your life
About what will you eat and drink
About your body
About what will you wear
Isn’t it obvious that life is more important than food?
And body is more important than cloth?
Why worry when it doesn’t add an inch in your life span
If you have a time to worry
Use it to relieve one by one of your worry
Remember what is important for you
So you won’t waste your time and lose it
Trust your worry to God
If He dresses up the grass in the field
Fate to be there today and burnt tomorrow
He will also look after you
Even you are failed yesterday and down in sorrow
Don’t worry and say
What will we drink?
What will we eat?
What will we wear?
Don’t worry about tomorrow
It will be a countless end
Because tomorrow has its own worry
A day’s worry is enough for a day
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Just Friends VS. Best Friends
A Just Friend says.. hi, ..hello, ..bye, ... and walks away...
A Best friend always stop by your side & asks how Are You doing? ?
A Just Friend has never seen you cry.
A Best friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
A Just Friend thinks the friendship is over, when you have an argument.
A Best friend knows that it's not a friendship, until after you've had a fight.
A Just Friend hates it when you call, after he has gone to bed.
A Best friend asks you.... why you took so long to call.
A Just Friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A Best friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.
A Just Friend expects you to be always there for any help.
A Best friend is always there, wherever you require any help.
A Just Friend doesn't have time in his/her busy schedule,
A Best friend always have time for you in his/her busy schedules....
A Just Friend phones you whenever he/she has some work,
A Best friend calls you often just to hear your voice.....
A Just Friend doesn't have anything to talk to you on phone,
A Best friend doesn't know...what all to finish...
poem by Hanae Meloul
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Give Me An Inch
(robert palmer)
Give me an inch, girl
Give me an inch, girl
Give me an inch, girl
Give me an inch, girl
My eyes show me more than Ive seen
But unlike my poor heart theyre not cautious
I got to thinking love was a dream
Misunderstanding my fortunes
I should have taken more heed of my heart
Telling me how to live
But if you give me an inch, girl
Ill give you a mile
Oh, Ill make it all worth while
And Ill make you see
Just how much you mean to me
Well aint it easy to go head-over-heels
When you need the right person
You got to learn to smile about it
Nothing you do will feel certain
Here I stand with my heart in command
And its you I want to be with
Give me an inch, girl
Im in need of you
Dont leave me in the cold
When I want to trust in you
Dont turn me away
Life can be a worry
When its all work and no play
Give me an inch, girl
Ill give you a mile
Oh, Ill make it all worth while
And Ill make you see
Just how much
Just how much you mean to me
Give me an inch,
Ill give you a mile
And Ill make you see
Just how much, just how much you mean to me
Give me an inch, girl
Oh , Im in need of you
Dont leave me in the cold
When I want to trust in you
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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As I Walk...
As I walk along this unknown path of emotions
I find myself in front of a mirror...staring at a sad eyed
soul with rags of despair draped over its shoulders and
an anvil chained to its heart. What is this? I ask
myself and the answer comes to me...
This is you, how you feel on the inside...you are a torn
soul, lost and confused while laden with despair and
a heavy heart.
This I already knew...
I lower my head...
What am I to do besides go on and hope
that I make it through the day without
choking or crying? I am only so strong
and this trial has pushed me beyond those limits
of strength. It's ok though, I am not ashamed to admit
that I have cried over my actions and feel regret and
despair. In admitting this I find my humanity, the part of me
that beats to the steady rhythm of my heart...this heart chained
to an anvil in symbolism of my regret and pain.
I look up into my own eyes and see
red circles, what I have done to myself?
More importantly, what have I done to her?
This expression of despair and regret does no
justice, it only scratches the surface...
Staring at the mirror for hours I find that each
rag of despair recedes...the anvil grows smaller as
each link in the chain slowly dissolves. Over time, I know
now that I shall heal...but what does it matter? I'll live
with this for the rest of my life. I may heal but when...when
shall I forgive myself? When will I be forgiven?
I turn my back and walk down
the darkened path of despairing emotion.
I feel the mirrors glare on my backside,
I wonder if my reflection stayed put and
holds a knife?
poem by Ryan Sanders
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I Need A Time To Be Alone
I need a time to be alone
Whether to think or just wandering
Whether to feel calm or enjoying my loneliness
I need sometime to be alone
To escape from boring routine
Or for a space for my solitude
I need a time to be alone
Whether to contemplate or just imagining
Whether to observe or just hanging around
I need sometime to be alone
To stay away from demanding world
Or just to prove that the one who called me is still there
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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In part by their apathy, in part by their passivity, and in part actively, these masses of people make possible the catastrophes under which they themselves suffer more than anybody else. To stress this guilt on the part of masses of people, to hold them solely responsible, means to take them seriously. On the other hand, to commiserate masses of people as victims, means to treat them as small, helpless children. The former is the attitude held by genuine freedom-fighters; the latter the attitude held by the power-thirsty politicians.
quote by Wilhelm Reich
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Am not at ease
I am not at ease
It doesn’t give me peace
I love to provoke and tease
Help friends to react and release
They may outburst with anger and joy
They may resent but enjoy
I go and burst with my usual laugh
They too will follow suit and last
It is nice to be in usual mood
It serves as medicine and food
I am no more physician or musician
They always consider me as politician
I put simple question but it doesn’t carry
Pushes me to the corner with more worry
I am not at all in hurry
It may make me vulnerable and weary
It is not like that I remain least concerned
People reminded of danger and warned
I may prepare for worst and challenge
I shall come out of it and manage
I have faced many crucial and critical moments,
Witnessed heavy ups and downs with uneasy movements,
Tackled it tactfully and survived the event,
Precautions all the time and measures taken to prevent,
New generation will not forgive and excuse,
Find all faults with exclamation and amuse,
So I give no let up in efforts and remain on alert,
Measures in earnestness and not to allow any body to subvert
Nothing should prevent or forbid us from performing
Ready to catch new ideas and continuously reforming
Flexibility in attitude and readiness for changes to adopt,
No more delay on my part and action to be taken very prompt
Worry doesn’t lead to any mental fatigue,
It may reduce if we exchange it with colleagues
I must prepare for future action and get ready
There is no time for reaction as it is late already
It is human tendency to think more on issues
Harping on unnecessary points with reviews
It is logical for is to try for whatever is due
This is in some cases reality and very true
With the timely help, it may avert the situation
There is no use for untimely delay and its continuation
It may invite many problems and raise the questions
We must try to stay together without any alienation
Take proper care that your problem is not made other’s problem
It should not bother in any circumstance or concern them
They are here to help us out in bad days
There are some definite some means and ways
So think of habit that does not boomerang on you
You may sometimes loose the sympathy when try to woo
It is always give and take system and must be followed
Time for reconciliation and space for adjustment should be allowed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Desperate Lives
Whats the problem here
Whats the noise
Im just waiting for the man (yea)
Me and the boys
Hes got the goods
Weve got the twenties, tens and fives
Everybodys doing it
Living desperate lives (living on the edge)
Desperate lives
Im stuck in the middle
Desperate lives
My life is a riddle
And Im sure theres a way out
When I want it
Sometimes I worry
But Im no fool
I keep it to myself
Cause you gotta stay cool
Desperate lives
Im stuck in the middle
Desperate lives
Sometimes I feel my life floating away
And times seems so precious
I want to hold you and say
Im stuck in the middle
Desperate lives
My life is a riddle
Desperate lives
Im stuck in the middle
Ive got this friend you know hes real cool
He gave new meaning to the term high school
Sometimes I worry
But Im no fool
I keep it to myself
Cause you gotta stay cool
Desperate lives
Im stuck in the middle
Desperate lives
My life is a riddle
And Im sure theres a way out
When I want it
Momma just looks confused and my daddy said
Ive got this bomb tick, tick, ticking in my head
Im stuck in the middle
Desperate lives
My life is a riddle
Desperate lives
Im stuck in the middle
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Not Responsible
Now let me ask you something:
Have you ever felt that you weren't responsible for the things that you do?
When the girl that you are with is just too much
She is so out of sight, baby, that all you can say is:
Well, all right!
I'm not responsible, not responsible
For anything I do when I'm with you
I'm not responsible, it's impossible
To be so very near and not feel part of you
You've got such a hold on me
You make it seem so easy, but it's true, oh yeah
I get such a happy feeling
Knowing that you feel the same way too
Whoa..oa, baby, all right
I'm not responsible, not responsible
When you can make a man do what you want him to
I'm not responsible, it's impossible
To be so very near and not know what to do
You got such a hold on me
You make it seem so easy but it's true, oh yeah
I get such a happy feeling
Knowing that you feel the same way too
I get such a happy feeling
Knowing that you feel the same way too
Believe me baby, etc....
song performed by by Tom Jones
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This Flower
This flower is a gift...given to all...
Some loose it...
Some have it stolen...
And some give it away...
This flower cannot be replaced...
For once it's gone...it's gone...
Another cannot be grown...
When others do not have their flower anymore...
Some of them laugh because you still have this flower...
But havin' this flower still shouldn't make you feel akward...
Bein' able to hold on to this flower for so long should bring you joy...
Havin' this flower after many others have lost theirs...
Should make you feel special at heart...
You shouldn't be ashamed that you still have this flower...
Hold this flower close and be proud...
This flower can bring Happiness, tears, regret, and even Life...
If you still hold this flower...
Hold strong...
You are not the only one...
For I still hold this lovely flower...
poem by Jennifer Carmical
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He's Got An Addiction I Can't Cure
I will hold my ground.
I will not make one complaint or sound.
Relinquish the control.
Dieing slowly all alone.
A personal endeavor.
Acting out as a fool would only do.
With expectations running out so quickly.
What will you do now?
What will you do now?
That you have pushed me away for the bottle.
For just one more swallow.
Angry and miserable and nobody to hate but yourself.
Regret is easily forgotten with another reaching of what is on top of that shelf.
I pick you up only to watch fall right back down.
You take a swing at me and I just walk the other way.
I'll see you on a very sobering day.
I know you are waiting on and wanting the company.
But not when you hate, not when your slurred words are nothing but pure venom.
So say it again I hope your happy.
I never took a damn thing from you that was not given freely.
Let god be the true judge.
Say it with me all will be forgiven.
But even at that the thoughts of what I know still it crosses my mind.
Things won't change.
Once an addict always addict.
A promise that is but an impossibility to keep.
Oh but I swear.
A repetition of a constant repair.
But this time you just cant fix it.
This time I won't just forget it.
This time is not like all the times before.
Your second chance came and went.
And now I only see what is relevant to the here and now.
I hope you are proud.
Let the guilt eat at your soul.
For I regret nothing.
The only mistake was not doing it sooner.
Trust is not as easily given to those who betray no matter the reason.
No matter how good the flavor or season.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Also Ran
Why is it men must strive to win
The pleasure lies in taking part,
the simple joy of joining in
To finish last is no great sin.
So why not be an also ran
at least it proves that you can run.
You’re not ashamed to show you can
take part in anything for fun
Somebody must be champion.
Why worry if it is not you
He will be beaten by someone
and lose his place. They always do
Today he may hold pride of place
Tomorrow is another race.
1-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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My dear mother
My Dear Mother
I do bother
For your selfless service
With all fulfilled promises
I only think
And again sink
What a way to live?
For dreams to relive
You could spend
Time easily and end
Your life with full pleasure
But you made us fully secured
You told us about lies
About your effort and tries
You worked for us day and night
So we grew effortless and felt right
It was not you
But divine spirit seen through
It was not open for anybody's view
But we all owed and it is very much due
We have neither right to lament
Nor to feel bad to resent
You did what you felt so desirable
To make us worth and capable
You must be placed among stars
But still remain with us as part
Precious jewel is always to be adored
Remembered in memory and stored
Not all the moms may be same
But why do I think so and blame?
I must think not so and feel ashamed
As such feeling should have not at all come
I bow head in respect
Feel proud of your act
You were the only one in world
To offer us warmth and feel self very much cold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Family Forgiveness
Forgiven not forgotten that is,
The way it has to be.
For the teen that use to be,
The nine year old girl whom eyes now,
Turn to water falls with the site of the bedroom,
Her daddy not to long ago tucked her in for the night,
And her little brother and her shared their pillow fights.
Forgiven not forgotten that is,
The way it has to be.
For that teenage girl,
Knowing that her sister,
Her own bloods hand constructed all of this,
Makes it even more heart breaking.
Even after all this time has gone by,
That same teenage girl can’t understand,
Why would her own blood destroy,
Her real dads house after he is dead.
The disrespect lay there so apparent,
green and in dirt.
Forgiven not forgotten that is,
The way it has to be.
For destroying all that is left,
For destroying all that you were holding on too.
Once to be a respectable mans,
Nine year old girls play house,
But now is only just a house of pot.
Forgiven not forgotten that is,
The way it has to be,
Because she is my sister, and I have to.
It is in the contract,
And my conscience tells me so.
This will always be,
Forgiven but not forgotten.
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Final Straw
As I raise my head to broadcast my objection
As your latest triumph draws the final straw
Who died and lifted you up to perfection?
And what silenced me is written into law.
I can't believe where circumstance has thrown me
And I turn my head away
If I look I'm not sure that I could face you.
Not again. not today. not today.
If hatred makes a play on me tomorrow
And forgiveness takes a back seat to revenge
There's a hurt down deep that has not been corrected.
There's a voice in me that says you will not win.
And if I ignore the voice inside,
Raise a half glass to my home.
But it's there that I am most afraid,
And forgetting doesn't hold. it doesn't hold.
Now I don't believe and I never did
That two wrongs make a right.
If the world were filled with the likes of you
Then I'm putting up a fight. I'm putting up a fight.
Putting up a fight. make it right. make it right.
Now love cannot be called into question.
Forgiveness is the only hope I hold.
And love- love will be my strongest weapon.
I do believe that I am not alone.
For this fear will not destroy me.
And the tears that have been shed
It's knowing now where I am weakest
And the voice in my head. in my head.
Then I raise my voice up higher
And I look you in the eye
And I offer love with one condition.
With conviction, tell me why.
Tell me why.
Tell me why.
Look me in the eye.
Tell me why.
song performed by by REM
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Country Is Like A Body
When one part sick
All parts look unhealthy
When one part missing
All parts get the impact
When one part is weak
Do other parts only blame and not help to fix it?
When one part is failed
Do other parts only let it fall and not support it?
Even it is often forgotten
It doesn't mean it is not important
Even it is always underestimated
It doesn't mean it could completely be ignored
One part may be incapable
But it doesn't mean all parts can do nothing
One part may be invalid
But it doesn't mean all parts should also give up the spirit
In some incredible moment they are working together
In some unseen place they don't stop to struggle
It may be hard but always raises up the hope
It may be small change but always look forward
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Money doesn't matter on a deeply personal level. It doesn't make you feel any happier. But of course I am very aware that I don't have to worry about earning a living or about those very important practical things that most people have to worry about on a very real level.
quote by Winona Ryder
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I'm Gonna Be Ready
I say a prayer every night
Whatever I do, I'll get it right
With no regret, no guilt or shame this time (no not this time)
Once I surrender, I won't dare look back
'Cause if I do, I'll get off track
Move ahead in faith
And patiently await your answer
What will it be
Sight beyond what I see
You know what's best for me
Prepare my mind, prepare my heart
For whatever comes, I'm gone' be ready
Strength to pass any test
I feel like I'm so blessed
With you in control, I can't go wrong
'Cause I always know
I'm gonna be ready
I was free to do what I wanted to
Lost everything, but I still had you
You showed me your grace
Now my life's renewed and I thank you (yes.. I thank you)
So I'll tell anyone who'll listen, I'll testify
About how good you were to me when so call friends passed me by
The fact that you would show somebody so broke down
So much mercy...
Chorus
So use me as you will
I'll pay the price
'Cause made the ultimate sacrifice
It's all because of you that I even have life
And I'll give my love as a tribute to how great you are...
Chorus
I'm gonna be ready(3x)
I'm gone...be ready
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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My Blue Teddy Bear
The blue teddy bear smiled at me
The first time that we met!
It's a fact, he's always happy,
Not one sign of regret!
When I hold him, he holds me, too,
He's mine and mine alone...
So don't hurt him, I'm warning you!
Fair dos, go get your own!
My teddy sits upon my lap,
I read him fairy tales,
I hold his hands to help him clap,
Sometimes I trim his nails...
I let him ride upon my back
As I walk up to bed...
Then just us two will hit the sack
And no more words are said...
My teddy doesn't snore at all,
My teddy's too polite!
Some toys will drive me up the wall,
Yet teddy hates to fight!
He's full of love like no-one else,
He's truly my best friend,
So you play with your tinkerbells,
They drive me round the bend!
I'd rather play with teddy here
Than go and meet the Queen!
I'd rather hold my teddy near
And wash and keep him clean!
I put his waistcoat on again
And straighten up his tie
And compliment him there and then
And hold his head up high!
Oh, teddy, you're adorable,
You're handsome every day...
In fact, I think you're wonderful
Each time you kneel and pray!
How many teddies pray like that?
You're special, yes, you are!
And so much better than our cat,
'Cos, teddy, you're a star!
Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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A Friend LikeYou
A friend like you is like no other friend
A friend like you is a friend I don't regret meeting
A friend like you is like a friend I can't scream at or fight with
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life
A friend like you is a friend that I don't want to lose
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day
A friend like you is a friend I always wanted
A friend like you is awesomely awesome
A friend like you is random and funny
A friend like you is a friend that I love to death and I will never let go
A friend like you is a friend I can tell all my secrets to
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister I've always wanted
A friend that I can go to tell them what's wrong
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things I say or do
A friend like you is a friend I am proud to call my best friend...
poem by Shubham Kumar
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