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Death, if I dread you
it is only 'cause
you derail Reason's work;
otherwise, what difference?
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Waiting To Derail
They say that all the time
And mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Waiting to derail
Wanting needing fighting feeling
Waiting to derail
Needing wanting feeling fighting
Waiting to derail
Yeah you say that only sometimes
But you mean it all the same
Are you out in all that sunshine
Just waiting to derail
Wanting needing feeling wanting
Waiting to derail
Wanting changing
Do you feel it
Do you feel it
Are you waiting to derail
To derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Are you waiting ?
Yeah you say that all the time
But you mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Are you feeling better now
That youre waiting to derail
Wanting feeling trying embracing
But your waiting to derail
Waiting yeah waiting to derail
Your waiting to derail
Yes your waiting to derail
song performed by by Whiskeytown
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Waiting To Derail
They say that all the time
And mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Waiting to derail
Wanting needing fighting feeling
Waiting to derail
Needing wanting feeling fighting
Waiting to derail
Yeah you say that only sometimes
But you mean it all the same
Are you out in all that sunshine
Just waiting to derail
Wanting needing feeling wanting
Waiting to derail
Wanting changing
Do you feel it
Do you feel it
Are you waiting to derail
To derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Are you waiting ?
Yeah you say that all the time
But you mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Are you feeling better now
That youre waiting to derail
Wanting feeling trying embracing
But your waiting to derail
Waiting yeah waiting to derail
Your waiting to derail
Yes your waiting to derail
song performed by by Whiskeytown
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One More Cup of Tea
Oh, one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander to the kitchen
Then I'll settle down and work
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to be here
Just waiting for the weekend now
I used to love to work
To work hard and learn
Impress the bosses, raise my salary
Make a difference, make some money
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to bother anymore
This is just time that's bided
I don't want to be here
I don't want to work
I just want to go out and drink myself to death
Where there are people who could conceivably love me
But I go out, and drink myself close to death
And there are no people who could conceivably love me
So just one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander round the office
And then I swear I'll do some work
But no... there's no drive in me to work
No, there's no reason to want to try
This is just time that isn't mine
Just waiting for the weekend now
This is just time that's bided
This is just time that isn't mine...
poem by B. Alexander
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The reason i want death?
The reason i want death?
That is a simple question.
The reason i want death?
Is it becuz im emo?
The reason i want death?
Cuz she's gone now.
The reason i want death?
Cuz im not loved.
The reason i want death?
Cuz i love her.
The reason i want death?
Cuz im dark.
THE REASON I WANT DEATH IS BECUZ I HATE MY LIFE! ! !
poem by Dylan Griffin
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In our work and in our living, we must recognize that difference is a reason for celebration and growth, rather than a reason for destruction.
quote by Audre Lorde
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What is the difference between....?
What is the difference between black and white?
What is the difference between day and night?
What is the difference between love and hate?
What is the difference between a woman and a mate?
The answers seem to be so easy
as the difference between to be free and to be busy.
But! Can you tell me the difference between a lie and a truth?
Can you tell me the difference between old age and youth?
Will you tell me the difference between a grant and a sob?
If you don’t know this difference you can flop.
I would like to know the difference between wrong and right,
I would like to know the difference between a war and a fight.
If you know the answers please, write.
It will be interesting to know your opinion,
And may be I will find it to be brilliant.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I Love....
i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.
quote by W. Clement Stone
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There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. That little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.
quote by Robert Collier
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Death hurts not the body.
There is meaning if I dread depth.
There is meaning if I dread beasts.
There is risk of hurts to the body.
Must I dread death that leaves no hurts?
29.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Life of My Death
My only difference
Between life and afterlife
is my death
My only triumph
upon the whole universe
is my death
My only freedom
of thoughts from mind
is my death
My only distinction
from the angels and devils
is my death
My only decision
after all my decisions
is my death
But death is short-lived
and the thing that pleases me
is my death
Life always presents span
and the shortest spanned
is my death
I can grasp everything
but the thing out of my bounds
is my death...
08-03-2008
poem by Usman Hanif
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Comes Death (A song)
'Out the window lies the future,
where we can see, but never reach her.' - P.N.
All the world is hopeless,
All the sights been seen
all the land is bought up
all the dreams been dreamed
The end comes to everything
to every time - to every place
comes death on wings of fire
cones death on wings of dark
All the years are fruitless
all the work's been done
all the curses lifted
all the prizes won
The end comes to everything
to every dream - to all that's green
comes death with eyes of fire
comes death with eyes of dark
All the difference taken
all the people same
all that's war is broken
all this peace is lame
The end comes to everything
to every war - to every peace
comes death with thoughts of fire
comes death with thoughts of dark
All the gold is rusted
all the cities gone
all the wind is hollow
all the lights left on
The end comes to everything
to every story - every theme
comes death on tireless mission
comes death with darkened peace
poem by Poet Dragon
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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Reason be for you act
Reason be for you act
In every thing you must reason
Does it make sense
When you abuse your neighbor
Reason for if you say
You are a fisher
Then go to the deep sea
And catch big fishes
Rather than swimming around
And catching fingerlings
For there is no profit In that dealings
Reason for that is
The only way to prove
Yourself wealthy to live
Reason for if you plant a good seed
You will reap a good fruit
Reason for what you do today
Leads you to tomorrow
If you invest your life wisely
You will reap bountifully
Reason for there is difference
Between goodness and evil
So in everything you do reason
Even in decision making
How bad it is to kill
And how good it is to heal
Doesn't it make sense
When you love your neighbor
As thy self
Reason for even in that comes
Forever peace and freedom
For where there is love
There is joy and happiness
Don't you love progress
If you do then reason
Reason before you act
Isn't nice and wise
To judge equally
poem by Matt Ancient
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feb.14 Valtines day: (
I dread this day
I look and see everyone else getting gifts
I just had that the week before
I just felt that
Then no more
I dread this day as much as my death day
poem by Marissa Ford
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Great Expectations
(eric carmen)
Seems everyday
Im gettin harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin the hours
Just slippin away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream thats goin astray
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
And just when I think
That things are goin right
I get a call from l.a.
Sorry to say were changin your song
I try to reason
But I cant get through
Theyre gonna do it their way
What can I say
Theyve never been wrong
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
Life is just a game of chance
I think somebody said so
Sometimes you get a hula hoop
Sometimes you get an edsel
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
song performed by by Eric Carmen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How Do You Tackle Your Work
How do you tackle your work each day?
Are you scared of the job you find?
Do you grapple the task that comes your way
With a confident, easy mind?
Do you stand right up to the work ahead
Or fearfully pause to view it?
Do you start to toil with a sense of dread?
Or feel that you're going to do it?
You can do as much as you think you can,
But you'll never accomplish more;
If you're afraid of yourself, young man,
There's little for you in store.
For failure comes from the inside first,
It's there if we only knew it,
And you can win, though you face the worst,
If you feel that you're going to do it.
Success! It's found in the soul of you,
And not in the realm of luck!
The world will furnish the work to do,
But you must provide the pluck.
You can do whatever you think you can,
It's all in the way you view it.
It's all in the start you make, young man:
You must feel that you're going to do it.
How do you tackle your work each day?
With confidence clear, or dread?
What to yourself do you stop and say
When a new task lies ahead?
What is the thought that is in your mind?
Is fear ever running through it?
If so, just tackle the next you find
By thinking you're going to do it.
--From "A Heap o' Linin'," by Edgar A. Guest
I tackle my terrible job each day
With a fear that is well defined;
And I grapple the task that comes my way
With no confidence in my mind.
I try to evade the work ahead,
As I fearfully pause to view it,
And I start to toil with a sense of dread,
And doubt that I'm going to do it.
I can't do as much as I think I can,
And I never accomplish more.
I am scared to death of myself, old man,
As I may have observed before.
I've read the proverbs of Charley Schwab,
Carnegie, and Marvin Hughitt;
But whenever I tackle a difficult job,
O gosh! I hate to do it!
I try to believe in my vaunted power
With that confident kind of bluff,
But somebody tells me The Conning Tower
Is nothing but awful stuff.
And I take up my impotent pen that night,
And idly and sadly chew it,
As I try to write something merry and bright,
And I know that I shall not do it.
And that's how I tackle my work each day--
With terror and fear and dread--
And all I can see is a long array
Of empty columns ahead.
And those are the thoughts that are in my mind,
And that's about all there's to it.
As long as there's work, of whatever kind,
I'm certain I cannot do it.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Indifference / Alive
I will light the match this mornin' so I won't be alone
Watch as she lies silent for soon that will be gone
Oh I will stand arms outstretched pretend I'm free to roam
I will make my way through one more day in hell
How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make
I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm
Oh I'll keep takin' punches ha-ha until their will grows tired
Oh I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind
Hey I won't change direction and I won't change my mind
How much difference does it make yea
How much difference does it make how much difference
I'll swallow poison until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room
How much difference (x2)
How much difference does it make yea
How much difference does it make
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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You Are The Reason Why
you are the one that i love
you are the one that i need
you are the one i want to be with
you are the one i will fight for
you are the reason why
i am breathing today
you are the reason why
i could walk again
you are the reason why
i am not afraid of death
you are the reason why
i can't go back and love another
you are someone i could not leave without
you are the one i wish i could have for the rest of my life
you are the reason why
i'm alive
you are the reason why
i could fight against enemies...
poem by Guenael Oristel
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The difference
the difference between man and god
is man would work to 'create' something
even better than himself so that he can
have a control over him - to use him
and god - no, every creature
would have to be lower than himself
and submit totally to him as laid down in his plan
and that's tip of the iceberg of the differences
the difference between man and god
is that if a man could he would
work to make something
that could have a will of its own
but yet want to have absolute control over him
and god - full will and freedom
are accorded to each creature
even whether they wish to submit to his will
the dangling apple an unfathomable heaven
and a frightening hell
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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