My Past Speech
Your statements dangerously inhibit the brain,
Its confidence casts a shadow of complaint;
You speak and I calculate the regions and destinies
Of the real centupled conversation, an old speech.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Confidence | Words of Wisdom
Don’t mistake power for confidence
You’ll never never like how it ends
Take your stance and understand
Confidence is the greatest tool
Confidence is power that’s my first rule
Now weapons aren’t that sharp even from the start
But confidence is evident etched with in your brain
Confidence is sharper than any razor blade
Individuality is a packaged deal
You’ve got to trust yourself and know yourself for real
Now trying to control ain’t gonna work
Power is a tool that’s broke
Too much effort, too much mess,
Leaving a trail of broken heart and broken glass
So there’s my proof I say it with confidence
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Speak Now
Spoken words carry no grace than the fury,
Tomorrow speech has enlarged revealingly.
Enticing talk is conversation too beautiful,
And fear and hatred is included.
Spears and backs of swords are leant against,
Taught are rasps of the air, calls of besiege;
The war of speech is a wage, a salary
For the troopers of the infantry, the real speech.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Blinking Like Ferrets
I've been too busy
the last two years to chat
with anyone in the office.
Today, however, I pause
at the pencil sharpener
while my co-workers
calculate and jot.
It makes no difference, you see,
if I remain silent until retirement
or if suddenly I start talking again.
All we must remember is
that we decay together,
that this charade
we give ourselves to
doesn't require that we speak,
that all we must do, really,
is calculate and jot.
If we calculate well,
if we jot well, the charade
will carry us through.
In the end, we'll see what is true
when blinking like ferrets
we emerge in sunlight,
gaping and gasping,
free of this maze created
by the family of man.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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The ordinary man casts a shadow in a way we do not quite understand. The man of genius casts light.
quote by George Steiner
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The Shadow
THERE is a shadow on the sunny wall,
Dark and forbidding, like a bode of ill;
Go, drive it thence. Alas, such shadows fall
From real things, nor may be moved at will.
There is a shadow on my heart to-day,
A cloudy grief condensing to a tear:
Alas, I cannot drive its gloom away—
Some sin or sorrow casts the shapeless fear.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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0013 And, Friend...
and if you wonder, friend, why I begin
a poem thus – you are to understand
that it’s as if
we have been close friends all our life,
friends, as Kabir defined a friend
as if no-one ever tried to speak of friend before –
friends, who share the silences between their words
as much as sharing their most inward thoughts;
so, our conversation’s just as much
a continuation of our friendship,
wasting no time in speaking passing things,
sharing some new thought in turn
and asking more for listening
than easy agreement for politeness’ sake;
for, we’re listening to the allness of the all -
all that has been said and
all that cannot yet be said
but thought in silences, in pauses between speech,
all that we might say
when we find words in which to say it,
and because
there’s not much time, to say what we would say
and so, we speak of that which time
can never steal; so there is always time
to speak, and hear the silence
out of which speech comes;
listening for the unspoken
bringing miracles
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Are you familiar with the 'Nana Nap'?
Are you familiar with, the Nana Nap?
Have you yourself fell victim to its pull?
The head bobs down, tho' not quite to your lap
as conversation changes to your drool.
These senior moments when the lights go out
and dentures dangle from the pink abyss.
The REMs confirm, there is no doubt
and from the nether regions, there's a hiss.
And all this happens unexpectedly
when you pretend to listen with intent.
As consciousness returns, it's plain to see
you're thinking 'Shit! I wonder what they meant! ! '
With confidence you combat the surprise...
'Och no dear, I was just resting my eyes'.
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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Wasting Time V
There is no mind other than brain.
There is no heart other than brain.
Soul is nothing but animation.
God is what man made him to be.
Yet we speak a lot of them,
More than any object real.
It is hallucination.
And wasting a good deal of time.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Long Division
Did somebody try to catch your eye
And almost change your sad expression?
Did somebodys hand linger too long?
Must I now make my confession?
But youll never know
What suspicion is
Until you lie awake
And every night you ask yourself
What am I to do?
Can it be so hard to calculate?
When three goes into two
Theres nothing left over
Hows it gonna feel? this time its real
Its not a temporary fracture
This is what you get, the stage is set
For you and your attempted rapture
Is he gonna smile
That indulgent smile
When you come running home?
And every night you ask yourself,
What am I to do?
Can it be so hard to calculate?
When three goes into two
Theres nothing left over
What am I gonna say? you turn away
And you leave me here despairing
What am I going to do? I look at you
You seem to be so long past caring
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Only to find out now that its a joke
So ask yourself,
What am I to do?
Can it be so hard to calculate?
When three goes into two
Theres nothing left over
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
Did somebody say,
Can we still be friends?
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I think that we have to be constantly asking ourselves, 'How do we calculate the risk?' And sometimes we don't calculate it correctly; we either overstate it or understate it.
quote by Hillary Clinton
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Worrying that banning flag desecration would inhibit free speech reveals a misunderstanding of the flag's fundamental nature.
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If you're a director, your entire livelihood and your entire creativity is based on your self-confidence. Sometimes that's dangerously close to arrogance.
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Don't Be The One To Hold Onto This Molding Done
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Like a balding tire that needs to be replaced.
And has run out of valuable tread.
Get real with this!
Don't wait until that tire blows.
To believe it will assist instead...
In the delivery to and from,
With you in safe passage.
Get real with this!
And slow down to examine it for what it is.
Make the necessary change and be on your way!
With a sigh of relief when you leave.
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Like a balding tire that needs to be replaced.
And has run out of valuable tread.
Get real with this.
Slow down to examine it for what it is.
And make the necessary changes.
Don't delay speeding away,
From that which has been corrected and fixed.
Get real with this quick.
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Don't be the one to hold onto this molding done!
Get real with this.
Slow down to examine it for what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Speeeeeech!
does it make difference you speak in front of many people or alone
does it make difference you speech in historic place or in your toilet
does it make difference you are charismatic leader or unknown beggar from streetside
it makes difference you speak to clash conflict or for better world
it makes difference you speech bonded by past or to move forward
it makes difference you depend by fact or just soap service
does it make difference you read from text or speak fluently
does it make difference you speech in busy market or deserted mountain
does it make difference you write words yourself or scrap it from books and paper
it makes difference everybody exitedly listens or sleeps peacefully on their seats
it makes difference you have freedom to speak or prisoned by intimidation
it makes difference it gives effect or just a long boring speech
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What I learned about stammering was that, when as a young child you lose the confidence of anyone who wants to listen to you, you lose confidence in your voice and the right to speech. And a lot of the therapy was saying, 'You have a right to be heard.'
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Chocolate and Wine
The arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my gentle mind
That transpires my drift full need
Into an uncontrollable find
The persuasion of the heretic
Shapes your decisive pleasure
That product, that thing you will find
You will happily find in your leisure
But the arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my indecisive mind
That transpires my begging need
Into an indescribable find
This is my cherished addiction of chocolate and wine...
From this I never wish to decline!
Copyright of Sara Tehrani
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Fearful of You
I am fearful of you, as a pen writes for me,
Inside you caresses speak, with loud lamentations.
You dearly write of the weeks ahead,
Causing months to speak and mutter
The praises so sudden, as praises shake me,
And blood is spilled for my sake.
The veins and arteries fear you and all of me,
When love’s shadow is real.
When is love real? When do you love?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fashion Statements
When they become prepared and ready,
To be who they are...
With clarity and confidence,
Few will be there to care.
And those among 'them'
Will have graduated from the need to make,
Fashion statements or follow fads.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Modern Love XLVI: At Last We Parley
At last we parley: we so strangely dumb
In such a close communion! It befell
About the sounding of the Matin-bell,
And lo! her place was vacant, and the hum
Of loneliness was round me. Then I rose,
And my disordered brain did guide my foot
To that old wood where our first love-salute
Was interchanged: the source of many throes!
There did I see her, not alone. I moved
Toward her, and made proffer of my arm.
She took it simply, with no rude alarm;
And that disturbing shadow passed reproved.
I felt the pained speech coming, and declared
My firm belief in her, ere she could speak.
A ghastly morning came into her cheek,
While with a widening soul on me she stared.
poem by George Meredith
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Down With The Thief!
Thump goes the speech, slanted at the crowd,
We profoundly undergo changes from this message.
To scrawl on the wall for benefits and facts
Perplexes the youth, let the speech be free of illness.
Empty is the talk, empty are the pockets of boys
Who steal knowledge from the brave and the old
Can be free.
Monsters pronounce the names,
Speech buries us under the ground.
For the conversation spills into speech,
And water transforms into ice
That cannot be drunk.
Thumping speeches have a message for the crowd
That thieves cannot master.
poem by Naveed Akram
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