Memories History Victimized
The discourse of a disconnected speech
Patterned against oblivion
Mind quanta magna lava space
Spilling over the mountain edges
Fragmental cracks on the desert skin
Temptation rejected over and over again
No power no array no captive curse vain
For the streamlight of the sky
For a sunlit clock of time
Eternity rejected memories victimized
‘No more history lesson to teach.’
The Teacher said
Closing the no name register book
Blacklisted dates forgotten
The battles have never been on pages
The battles have always been won
Always been lost deep within the heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Teacher, Teacher
Just when I thought I finally learned my lesson well,
There was more to this than meets the eye.
And for all the things you taught me, only time will tell,
If I'll be able to survive. Oh yeah.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me all I need to know?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Or will I fall when you let me go? Oh no.
Am I ready for the real world, will I pass the test?
You know it's a jungle out there.
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me, I won't be second best,
But the joke's on those who believe the system's fair, oh yeah.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me if I'm right or wrong?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
I wanna know what's goin' on, Oh yeah.
So the years go on and on, but nothing's lost or won.
And what you learned is soon forgotten.
They take the best years of your life,
Try to tell you wrong from right,
But you walk away with nothing. Oh Oh.
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me all I need to know?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Or will I fall when you let me go?
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Can you tell me if I'm right or wrong?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
I wanna know what's goin' on, Oh
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Teacher, teacher, can you reach me?
Teacher, teacher, can you teach me?
Teacher, teacher, Ooh yeah.
Teacher, teacher
Teacher, teacher
~Adams, Vallance
song performed by by 38 Special
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Won are the battles
I like you to my heart;
I can’t spell it out;
I won’t let it out.
Our sojourn is so short;
Our relation is so subtle;
We both know it to be futile.
Sir, why should I care you,
Whom I can’t carry with me,
And with whom I can’t journey?
To love you is a scandal;
To have you in bed is a brothel;
To own you my own is illegal.
Neither single, nor youthful,
Nevertheless with powerful
Spirit and mind, me you rule.
Of what wood was it made?
How old was it in use?
To know you, I have no mood,
For the spear that you pierced
Into my heart is so venomous
That I lost all my senses.
Sojourn is over forever.
It is time for you to depart
For home which is too remote.
Without knowing, you go,
That you punctured my whim
And that you committed a sin.
In a war one alone can win;
Only in courtship can both win.
Still why did you let me lose?
Maybe I lost you in war;
Maybe I lost to you in war.
Still I had won many battles.
Meaningful glances and gestures,
Heartfelt talks and tacit touches
Are those battles to my credit.
Let me be content with the lost war
In that many battles that I won
Stand sweet memories ever as my own.
12.08.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I get mad at people who talk about traumatic job interviews, about going on one and getting rejected. I get rejected all the time and not only do I get rejected, but people have no problem being really specific about why I was rejected.
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Disconnected
sometime i can see the world
by staring through your dark and misty eyes
i dont want to hear the words
or anything you know you cant deny
everytime i feel myself rejected
disconnected, from everything thats real
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
only in my dreams i feel protected
this is reflected in all that I believe
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
i dont want to hear the sound
of your wide world when it comes crashing down
i can only help you if you're sure
you want to keep me hangin' round
i will only hear the sound
of your wide world when it comes crashing down
i can only help you
if you're sure you want to keep me hangin' round
only in my dreams i feel protected
this is reflected in all that I believe
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
everytime i feel myself rejected
disconnected, from everythings that real
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
only in my dreams i feel protected
this is reflected in all that I believe
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
everytime i feel myself rejected
disconnected, from everythings that real
everybody needs to feel respected
not disconnected
song performed by by Simple Minds
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War Is Never Over
War is never over
Thought the treaties may be signed
The memories of the battles
Are forever in our minds
War is never over
So when you welcome heroes home
Remember in their minds they hold
Memories known to them alone
War is never over
Nam veterans know this well
Now other wars bring memories back
Of their own eternal hell
War is never over
For I knew world war two
And I'll not forget the battles
Or the nightmares that ensue
War is never over
Those left home to wait know this
For many still are waiting
It was their farewell kiss
War is never over
Though we win the victory
Still in our minds the battles
No freedom is not free!
poem by Cecil L. Harrison
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We Battle To See Acts Of Love
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
You can fill you mind with terrorists...
That keep your fears endearing.
But the fact your battles fought have no love.
And don't you know that you...
The giving up of anything,
Will return.
So why not battle with the act of love.
Burdens carried on one's back,
Seem to be attached...
'Cause they don't do their,
Battles with love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
If there is love,
There is a battle...
But the battle can be won,
With a love that's felt in everyone.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
If we pick our battles,
We must be matter of fact....
That we battle to see acts of love.
We battle to see acts of love.
Let's say we do it...
That we battle to see acts of love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Rest Is History
Saw you across the room
Felt somethin stir inside my soul
Knew Id never be the same
Now that love had taken hold
Then when you touched me
There was no doubt
You unterstood what my heart was all about
And the rest is history
The story of you and me
For all eternity
The record will show
Well fill up the pages
Romance for the ages
There for the world to see
The rest ist history
Before we spoke a word
My heart told me you were the one
When you pressed your hand to mine
I knew my life had just begun
Like some old movie
Music filled the night
Lost held each other tight.
And the rest is history
The story of you and me
For all eternity
The record will show
Well fill up the pages
Romance for the ages
There for the world to see
The rest ist history
And the rest is history
The story of you and me
For all eternity
The record will show
Well fill up the pages
Romance for the ages
There for the world to see
The rest ist history
History ...
The rest is history.
The rest is history.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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God's Protection
Each of us has a course to follow,
God knows every cross I bare,
God knows the battles brewing,
He protect me with His care.
God has set the course I follow,
He knows how much that I can bare,
God will help me fight my battles,
When I go to Him in prayer.
God has given me the power,
He has set the course we share,
God will keep me in the battles,
He protects me with His care.
God protects me with His Spirit,
He delivers me from care,
God defends me in my valleys,
When I go to Him in prayer.
God rejoices in my worship,
He protects me from all harm,
God has helped me win my battles,
Wrapped securely in His arms.
poem by Silent Prayer
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The Gash
Is that gash in your leg
Really why you have stopped?
?Cause I've noticed all the others
Though they're gashed, they're still going
?Cause I feel like the real reason
That you're quitting, that you're admitting
That you've lost all the will to battle on
Will the fight for our sanity
Be the fight of our lives?
Now that we've lost all the reasons
That we thought that we had
Still the battle that we're in
Rages on till the end
With explosions, wounds are open
Sights and smells, eyes and noses
But the thought that went unspoken
Was understanding that you're broken
Still the last volunteer battles on
Battles on
Battles on
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A stone heart
You have got head, tongue and skin.
You have got stalk, chair and purse.
You have yet been rejected
By the girl proposed to you,
She being not equal though,
For you lacked human value.
The soil with all minerals
Sans water is not fertile.
Who wants a heartless brute, ho?
Who rejects is superior
To one who is rejected.
14.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Up and down
The accepted are rejected
And the rejected are accepted
In due course. Curse not
If you are not now accepted.
28.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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History of the Unites States: Preface
As things now stand
the criticism advanced
no teacher of history will deny this
we have omitted
all descriptions of battles
the time-honored stories of exploration
and the biographies of heroes are left out
First, there is the primary book
civil war
No youth called upon to serve
so useful
in arousing
the interest of the immature
upon negative features
upon constructive features
this condition of affairs
time-honored stories
the addition of forty or fifty thousand words
the historians assume
more facts, more dates, more words
In this condition of affairs
our first contribution is one of omission
pupils know little or nothing
about Columbus
Cortes, Magellan, or
Captain John Smith
it is useless to tell the same stories
It is worse than useless
it is an offense against
those subjects
that are demonstrated to be
progressive
in character
In the field of military
teachers of history are mere novices
The dramatic scene
seems out of place
on the very threshold
of life's
serious responsibilities
we find our justification
in American history
©MMVIII Derek R. Audette
poem by Derek R. Audette
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The untold love
The love expressed
Only can be rejected.
The love withheld
Cannot be rejected.
There are more people
Who haven’t let their love
Lest it gets rejected.
30.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Almighty Comes To Defend With A Rescue
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles from a saddle I no longer sit!
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles from a saddle I no longer sit!
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
I...
Do believe,
My Creator has a plan for me.
Without those battles,
Fought straddled to a saddle.
And I don't,
Fight any battle
Strapped high on any saddle.
No I don't,
Fight any battle
Strapped high on any saddle.
My Almighty comes,
To defend
With a rescue.
And to fight my battles.
Those battles fought from saddles.
My Almighty comes,
To defend
With a rescue.
And to fight my battles.
Those battles fought from saddles.
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles from a saddle I no longer sit!
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles from a saddle I no longer sit!
No more fighting battles.
No more fighting battles.
My Almighty comes,
To defend
With a rescue.
And to fight my battles.
Those battles fought from saddles.
My Almighty comes,
To defend
With a rescue.
And to fight my battles.
Those battles fought from saddles.
My Almighty comes,
To defend
With a rescue.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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to my teacher Ms. emily
To my teacher to Ms. Emily
I always look forward to your class when I came to school. I enjoy each lesson you teach.
As my role model you inspire me to dream, to work very hard in class and to reach. Your an awesome teacher, your smart and intelligent.
With your kindness you always get my attention. But To be honest, sometime I bother you.
You make me understand each lesson you teach. I'm thankful for all that you've done to me.
I admire you each day and I just want to say As a teacher you are the best forever.
poem by Djabir Yaya
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Rejected
was it something I said
or something I became
said he filled his head with lead
just to take away the pain
I'm not gonna give in
gonna stand up and fight
make believe that the world is safe
for you and me tonight
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone.....rejected
I don't want to believe
there's no time left to dream
so much to wish for
but there's no air left to breathe
I don't know what is wrong
I don't know what is right
so much to live for
but my mind screams suicide
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone...rejected
through these days of historical page
is for you are chosen to
tell them about life
and what that means inside
rejected...
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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A Guinness, And A Book!
gonna curl up
with a Guinness, and a book,
blow smoke rings and think,
back over time and time....
songs sung, battles fought,
scars that never fade....
love won, love lost,
the feel and the curve
of the lover's body pressed...
the sounds she made,
talking in passion....
small children, thunderstorms,
good dogs, and good fires....
sun coming up over mountains eternal...
big mistakes, and small victories...
a couple of moments when i could fly!
lives wound together, pain, suffering, and joy....
dreams never lost, truth that still stands....
a Guinness, and a book...
pages yet unturned!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wind The Pregnant Sky
wind the pregnant sky
like old clocks rescued by a magic mechanism of time
for the future it's got to eat
vortex pages history lame
walking through the gusts of wind
forgotten names spelled upon the moonbean
say them aloud
in fingertips breathprints
in eyes closing down
and to a beheaded lion rising
to pronounce again his own death
a baby griffin groaning at his paws
'I am the new desert of those sworn
on ashes for us to find the sandclock
you may tick me off tick me off
still the death I'll guard
tenderly like a mother lap and kiss
soulfully like a wound below the heart
know not the depth the secret and the claws
that ruin this mighty shrine
for sacred I am sacred i will die.'
wind the pregnant sky
there's a life to be delivered in pain
swallowed by muteness of an ancestral choke
cherish the foods for the future it's got to eat
vortex pages history lame
through the walk of sandy hours
the dinas and dust to the desert prey
bow to a bird bless her flight above
sunslides of the sky it will survive
to be your first epitome of light
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Scarlet Letter
Light skin, soft pages
That turns when your body clenches
Soft moments, tender memories
Of your bodies sensations
Take a look at the clock
Tic tock my time is up
When; again to memories this,
Pages that fall into dark places
Feather falling softy,
Ink running swiftly,
Print messy writing.
Write black letters of my sympathy…..to you
poem by Heriberto GarciaIII
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The Book Of My Life
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's all there to see as the section reveals
There's some sorrow in every life
If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze
Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days
I'm still forced to remember,
Remember the words of my life
There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life
There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat,
There's a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned
There's a chapter on god that I don't understand
There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life
Now the daylight's returning
And if one sentence is true
All these pages are burning
And all that's left is you
Though the pages are number
song performed by by Sting
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