Fondness Of
He entered from fondness and between the murders,
I know him by name, and his name has weakness of the heart.
I saw him being pulled and he staggered like a hound to hit,
Laughing with gusts of wind, squealing and kicking around.
The murderous slant began hitting me on the mouth,
Decent tests spring from the mind, as murders are discovered.
Asses work like donkeys as well, but the test is complete,
A devilish spitting session is afoot, like a test from above.
poem by Naveed Akram
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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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Murders In The Rue Morgue
I remember it as plain as day
although it happened in the dark of the night.
I was strolling through the streets of Paris
and it was cold it was starting to rain.
And then I heard a piercing scream
and I rushed to the scene of the crime
but all I found was the butchered remains
of two girls lay side by side.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
run before the killers go free
There's some people coming down the street
at last there's someone heard my call
I can't understand why they're pointing at me
I never done nothing at all.
But I must have got some blood on my hands
because everyone's shouting at me
I can't speak French so I couldn't explain
and like a fool I started running away.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
am I ever gonna be free.
And now I've gotta get away from the arms of the law.
All France is looking for me.
I've gotta find my way across the border for sure
down the south to Italy.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
I'm never going home.
Well I made it to the border at last
But I can't erase the scene from my mind
Anytime somebody stares at me, well
I just start running blind
Well I'm moving through the shadows at night
Away from the staring eyes
Any day they'll be looking for me
'Cause I know I show the signs of...
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the arms of the law
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
am I ever gonna be free
It took so long and I'm getting so tired
I'm running out of places to hide
Should I return to the scene of the crime
Where the two young victims died
If I could go to somebody for help
It'd get me out of trouble for sure
But I know that it's on my mind
That my doctor said I've done it before.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
they're never gonna find me
Murders in the Rue Morgue
I'm never going home.
song performed by by In Flames
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Murders In The Rue Morgue
I remember it as plain as day
Although it happened in the dark of the night.
I was strolling through the streets of paris
And it was cold it was starting to rain.
And then I heard a piercing scream
And I rushed to the scene of the crime
But all I found was the butchered remains
Of two girls lay side by side.
Murders in the rue morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Run before the killers go free
Theres some people coming down the street
At last theres someone heard my call
I cant understand why theyre pointing at me
I never done nothing at all.
But I must have got some blood on my hands
Because everyones shouting at me
I cant speak french so I couldnt explain
And like a fool I started running away.
Murders in the rue morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Am I ever gonna be free.
And now Ive gotta get away from the arms of the law.
All france is looking for me.
Ive gotta find my way across the border for sure
Down the south to italy.
Murders in the rue morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Im never going home.
Well I made it to the border at last
But I cant erase the scene from my mind
Anytime somebody stares at me, well
I just start running blind
Well Im moving through the shadows at night
Away from the staring eyes
Any day theyll be looking for me
cause I know I show the signs of...
Murders in the rue morgue
Running from the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Running from the arms of the law
Murders in the rue morgue
Running from the gendarmes
Murders in the rue morgue
Am I ever gonna be free
It took so long and Im getting so tired
Im running out of places to hide
Should I return to the scene of the crime
Where the two young victims died
If I could go to somebody for help
Itd get me out of trouble for sure
But I know that its on my mind
That my doctor said Ive done it before.
Murders in the rue morgue
Theyre never gonna find me
Murders in the rue morgue
Im never going home.
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Upon Death
They are passing their tests so seriously,
The graves house the dead who talk
Due to their success, and their successes to come.
Passing the test is like graduating,
And this means facts are held by the head.
Then one learns all that one exerts,
Once the tossing and turning in the grave
Is complete.
This is the final test, how does one respond?
The physical suffering declines,
A word or two is passed and the soul ejects.
My angelic help is tremendous,
My own guardians will respond.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In other words, the better they did on the IQ test, the worse they did on the practical test and the better they did on the practical tests, the worse they did on the IQ test.
quote by Robert Sternberg
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School School School
Every school has a name but
school is so lame
school what can I say
school im there like every day
school is like a prison, you can nver escape
school is like having a detencion every day
school you tell us to do schoolwork and at home we have to do homework: (
school, school, school
work, work, work
study, study, study
test, test, test it all goes trough my mind
what else should i do
might the principle think; .
My school
My rules
My way or the hard way
This is what i think
Im
Victor Arambula
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My Test
My fault lies in the tests not passed,
On the relics I have inscribed my answers
To the tests of my life.
For this the tremendous work has believed
Going with a success,
But this has only beaten everyone,
Only everyone has been subjugated
And all have destroyed the destroyed.
Whoever failed the test has been annexed,
For me, they are conquered by it.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Tests are a gift. And great tests are a great gift. To fail the test is a misfortune. But to refuse the test is to refuse the gift, and something worse, more irrevocable, than misfortune.
Lois McMaster Bujold in Shards of Honor
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Sonnet: God Tests Us Often
Perhaps, God wants to test my loyalty;
The kind of faith I have in my Maker:
By causing suff’rings, tests my fealty,
If I’m a providential test-taker.
And these are all my days of acid-test!
The reckoning of my love for my one God,
’Fore He becomes my soul’s permanent Guest!
His ways are mysterious, unique and odd.
But why should I have fear or doubt in Him?
For He’s the Almighty, my Friend and Guide;
He’s my Light! How can my way grow dim?
Let me in Him wholly, blindly abide.
And yet, I plead my God to give me grace,
To reinforce my faith and my soul’s base.
poem by John Celes
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Lawless World
Streets paved with blood
From the murders and the rapes
of a lawless world
Our governments send the troops
around the world
Fighting not for justice
but for the oil
And anything else
they can call their own
While the murders
and the rapes
rule our streets
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Test
as sure as the sun rises in the east-and sets in the west
my love for you is just a test.
a test to see if my heart is true
a test to see if i deserve you.
a test to see if my love will rise to the occassion.
and feel the sensation.
the sensation of being with you-is all i want to do.
for true love is hard to find.
it is classified as 'devine.'
poem by Louis Rams
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The Vow
The test of the vow comes,
In the latter, not the former.
For better, richer and in health are all easy.
For worse, for poorer and in sickness,
Is the true test.
Love, honor & cherish?
Myself, or the one?
To whom was the vow made?
To the one in front of God,
Or to God in front of the one?
Love will never be complete,
If we do not finish what we started.
We fall in and out of love.
Love, as a feeling.
Does the one pick you up when you fall?
To carry you through,
As was promised in the first place.
Like innocence and guilt,
Love must also be proven true.
Not by words, decision or mind.
All can be changed.
But by spirit, patience and conviction.
All enduring to the end.
The end of ourselves in the spiritual.
What we choose to live by.
What we choose to uphold.
Was really the promise we made at the start.
It is really the test of another.
That proves the test of our love,
To the one that created it.
Which is what proves us to be true.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Her Smile
It was her smile that caught my heart
The smile that set her apart.
A smile so captivating
That had my heart hesitating.
Her smile like the sun rising in the east
Putting your mind completely at peace.
She had a smile that could melt butter.
Like her - there is no other.
Now she is going away - 'and to where'
She would not say.
She packed up her bags and boarded the train
And my heart will never be the same.
She smiled at me once again
as the train neared the end
Yet! As the train had pulled away
I thought I saw A teardropp in her eyes,
as if she was about to cry.
I got her friend to tell me why she had left
When she told me - it was because of a test.
All sorts of thoughts started to enter my mind
That she had cancer or was going blind.
Her friend said She had passed the military test
and wanted to surprise me with the rest.
That she agreed to marry me and we
Could live on camp rent free.
Her smile I will now see every day
And to my lord I do pray.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Horror Has Come To School
The horror hour
Came to us
The teacher laughing
The student crying
Without hope
It time we
Took ours denstiny
In hand
We have no hope
Thinking of escaping
Thinking of being sick
Thinking of horror
The teacher gave us
The 'Horrible Math Test'
The students begging
To put it another day
But all the teacher
Say was 'No'
And then the test began
And yet another failure
poem by Stephanie Pardo
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Loves A Deadly Weapon
Ooh give it to me
Im gettin fired up
Hot thunders flowin through my blood
My temperatures risin, baby
I want the warmth of your touch
So get a grip
Im hot on your heels
Youre burnin up cause you know just how its gonna feel, yeah
And you just cant help yourself now, baby
cause this time its real, ow
Loves a deadly weapon
And murders on my mind
Time you learned a lesson
Gonna love you this time
Like sugar to a baby, yeah
Got something you could use
Make you an offer, baby
You cant refuse
There you stand all dressed in red
I got this feelin in me
Cant get you out of my head
One day you say you hate me
But I found you in my bed, yeah
Loves a deadly weapon
And murders on my mind
Im burnin up with fever
Im gonna love you this time
Yeah, yeah, Im gonna love this time, yeah, yeah, yeah
Loves a deadly weapon
And murders on my mind
Im burnin up with fever
I wanna love you, I wanna love you, yeah
One more time, ow
song performed by by Kiss
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Key To Nothing
No more doors
No more locks
No more windows
No more box
No more
No less
No more six foot digs
No more hypocrites
No more emptiness
No more consequence
No more puppet strings
No more disease
No more growing up
No more happiness
No more lying down
No more complacence
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of
Motion... as it seems to be
No more nothing
No more anything
No more you
No more me
No more posturing victories
No more nations to defeat
No more speaking truth
No more deceit
No more holding down
No more pushing me
No more new world order
No more anarchy
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of motion... as
It seems to be
Im washing my hands... of the whole thing
I want no more nothing
I have... I hold the key... to nothing... its a small
Killing
Murder... murders in the hands... of motion... as
It seems to be
Im washing my hands, of everything...
Of everything we are
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Setup To Fail
When you come to test someone,
You believe is unprepared?
AND with a confidence,
You will be the one to pass...
YOUR 'test',
Easily!
To then leave and be on your way?
Be sure your activities,
Have not been scrutinized...
Prior to administering 'your' test.
What appears to be simple...
May keep your brain twisted,
For the rest of your life.
Riddled with doubts you question.
When you come to test someone,
You believe is unprepared?
AND with a confidence,
You will be the one to pass...
YOUR 'test',
Easily?
Remember this...
You just may be the one,
Being setup to fail.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Picky and Petty Too
This is how the mind of those unconnected wind...
When they want something from you,
They want you to do.
They expect you to do it regardless of your time!
But don't expect 'that' from them...
You can try test after test,
And your conclusions will find...
As long as you allow them to use up your time,
They will think you have nothing else to do!
Because you think of them before yourself,
And selfishness for themselves 'first'...
Will be shown time after time to you!
That is how the mind of those unconnected wind.
And even though you know this is true...
Don't waste your time bringing it to their attention.
They will claim 'you' complain,
As well as picky and petty too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Murders By The Life
Murders have been deduced by the life of this planet,
Open lessons have been learnt by the murderers;
Never do space men seek a wish for their life to end,
Intentions are clear, intending is a custom of the crown.
Murders restart the evil of an on setting generation,
My generation speaks all this alarm, my one is an alarm
To go off by degrees, as signals connect to really hurt,
In time the tape is remade to bind the chains.
poem by Naveed Akram
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All 4
'tis said east and west seem to know the test
still north and south an open hungry mouth
put the whole world on an open scale test
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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