Rich Pursuit
An inglorious pursuit is at hand surely,
Shame is the order of professions that lie;
A lying beast shames the liar himself,
He blesses us, then he passes us in our suffering,
To be a pursuit of truthfulness carries no blame.
The complication is absurd, more than brilliant,
Pennies are attached, and the rich people find it.
They play backgammon, fully professors;
As beautiful as grapes for their knowledge.
Richness is a special joy of talents and master ship,
Ingoing guilt is at hand, finding the right goal.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Strange Pursuit
Intersecting love lines
Drew us closer every day
Always kept your distance
When you felt my presence near you
Love keeps on rolling over
Fly in retreat
I would follow without shame
A stupid spud staggering to the flame
To be had and rehad
Be a victim of the pain
Now its strange, its so strange
Its a strange pursuit
Its a strange pursuit
Its a strange pursuit
I come running like a fatboy
In lead shoes
But like a fatboy
Huff puffing after you
Its hopeless to hope for
The one thing that Im wanting
cause its strange
Its so very strange
Its a strange pursuit
Darling, Im dazzled
But you know Im too frazzled
Its a strange pursuit
Makin my mind up
While it lies in little pieces
Its a strange pursuit
You know its getting tough
When youre getting real rough
Its a strange pursuit
Darling, Im dazzled
But you know Im too frazzled
Its a strange pursuit
Makin my mind up
While it lies in little pieces
It s a strange pursuit
song performed by by Devo
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The Richness Of The Culture
Shame is strong where self-esteem is high.
Guilt is deep where conscience is sound.
Shames and guilt bridle one from doing wrong.
They define the richness of the culture.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Many are stubborn in pursuit of the path they have chosen, few in pursuit of the goal.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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Talents Die Easily In Africa!
Oh talents, oh talents!
Talents do die easily in Africa;
But, talents are special gifts which,
Money cannot buy.
It is a special gift,
It is in you,
You don't even need a Higher Degree for them;
Talents are everywhere on this earth.
The talents of Africa do die very often,
Who is even ready to listen to them?
The true talents of the Africans go to the drain.
Like a rain on a train,
Like an early wake up call without a view;
Life is really so strange over here in Africa.
I have a dream!
But, who will listen?
My brain is with various talents but,
Who will help me with my dreams?
Talents, talents, talents! !
Africa turns to regress in this field while,
Others do progress!
Our talents can be useful,
It's time we give a helping hand;
Oh talents, oh talents!
It's time we listen to those who have them;
Cos', we are the world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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New Biography
See youve got the new biography
Where did they get the info from
Same as before some, so called friends
Who claim to have, known me then
How come theyve got such good memories
And I cant even remember last week
Got to queston where theyre coming from
What knowledge of me is it that they speak
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, oh the name game,
Lord its a cryin shame
Lord tell me whats to blame
Reinvented all the stories they know
Give them all a different slant
What is it that theyre really looking for
Just a hobby on the internet
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, the name game,
Oh its such a cryin shame, tell me whos to blame
If they didnt really know me way back
How can they know me now, in any respect
Its a pity they dont feel the pain
That they should pay the price to play, to play
The fame game, the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play, have to play the fame game
Oh the name game, its a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They keep on playin
The fame game, oh the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Keep on playin the fame game
Lord, the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They just keep on playin the fame game
Oh the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
Keep on, keep on playin..
song performed by by Van Morrison
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What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge, and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Likemindedness
So,
What are you going to do?
Keep running away...
In pursuit,
For the rest of your life?
Sniffing for clues and finding fault,
To assault everyone,
With street talk and negative thoughts.
Likemindedness is a wish you keep dissing.
Those on your path you cross and disrespect.
Yet you know you're not right...
When what is said
Provokes a fight you start and ignite.
You know you're not right...
When you're wrong and don't like it.
To you,
Conflicts excite.
Yet nothing appeals...
To bring to you peace and a restful night.
Let go of the design to find losers,
And addicting abusive lessons taught.
Where you go...
Confirmation of your pain,
Will be re-examined and be sought.
Give it your absence.
Leave behind what has been bought!
Your steps are recycled and tarried.
And in a trap is where you've been caught.
If your running should take flight,
You will fly with those of likemindedness.
Separate from those who backbite...
Leave the blood and the battle,
And soar above the storm.
So,
What are you going to do?
Keep running away...
In pursuit,
For the rest of your life?
Or carry your nightmares...
Secured and attached,
Yet despised!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Championship For Him
If you can wait, weep and explode,
Trust yourself afterwards with the law
And its letter, forcing the enemy to surrender.
You are losing yours, you blame it on him,
But he said, “Find me a mystery to solve.”
Do not lie to him, do not be a liar!
Let the times of the hour stain his loving caress,
From the patient pursuit ready.
I can not dare to supply the loss of a ruler,
This tyrant demands a championship and heroic title.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Feel Like Talking
“There is a talk about you at the house,
Sit down for it is not a tale but a sad pity;
Your master is a liar, and you have no goal,
So happen like a lad of distress to gain pity,
Like the one lodged in the throat.”
At this snatch was a key to discussion,
For the master was a scoundrel always;
The master refused the lad and so innocence
Arrives, with queer things, queer ways,
Like the pity of a lifetime at the house.
“Flit out of doors so that you arrive,
Feeling able as you do, like a fine lad”;
The keys turn the door to alleviate the suffering
And then knowledge arrives to mock,
Feeling the fire of the mansion and everything.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Liar
As a dancer she's undercover
Won the Big Don to be her lover
Had to make him tell her his secrets
About his buiseness and about his street-rats
She had to become his trustful right hand
The bureau needed the files with his brand
She really was a damn good actress
Everybody called her 'Big Don's Mistress'
Oh, it's just a show
Put on for love
How could he know
Liar, liar
Sweet desire
Liar, liar
Who are you
Liar, liar
Play with fire
Liar, liar
Learn the truth
She sent the messages to her office
The Don reckoned he will face a judas
So he told her of a damned deceiver
Secured, in her he was a strong believer
He confessed to her being sick of all this
How he suffered in the deepest abyss
But saw in her the wish for a new life
To escape from there and wake her his wife
No, not just a show
Put on for love
How could he know
Liar, liar
Sweet desire
Liar, liar
Who are you
Liar, liar
Play with fire
Liar, liar
Learn the truth
It had turned somehow
She had not seen how
Felt the bullet still flying
Straight into her heart
Tore her old world apart
Now to live on she first had to die
There's a reason to live
Now to live on she first had to die
There's a reason to give
There's a reason to give in a lie
Liar, liar
Sweet desire
Liar, liar
Who are you
Liar, liar
Play with fire
Liar, liar
You learned your truth now
song performed by by Helloween
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The Ghost Dance
12 hours pass, flash by again twice
toll for the dead to awake again
the 8 o'clock rising still and eiry
as we follow suit of the sun dance
on hour goes by so quick so fast
and we blend to the pacing crowd
the beast struck nine and the dead join the living
hand in hand we dance the ghost dance
and look down into anothers distant eyes
hollow, gone and forboding us
what awaits beyond fleshy worlds
lust, gluteny, blasphamy and sloth
join in hands with thy brothers
vanity, gluteny and greed
the beast struck nine and the dead join the living
hand in hand we dance the ghost dance
throw back our heavy heads again
and scream to darken the clouds
let the rain fall let it wash us
pure as we now dirty and alive
distance apart us one key and two
unlock the secrets of time
the beast struck nine and the dead join the living
hand in hand we dance the ghost dance
loincloth needed to cover mine shame
as we're told as we are is imperfect
we cover and cower and hide
our shame merely shame to them
red, salty tears sting our black eyes
as again we cry for their loss
the beast srtuck nine and the dead join the living
hand in hand we dance the ghost dance
and the beast be the sun dance
as time claims us all in the end
hand in hand with our brothers
we trace regrets as our ghosts
and dance in circles around their heads
red right hand of the devil baptise me
the beast struck nine and the dead join the living
hand in hand we dance the ghost dance
poem by Sabrina Burton
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The Search Will Never Stop
In the search of the truth their is always more question then answers.
You must use both your heart and head and find your truth.
For in what you see will not be the same as me.
Even as you find one their will be another question in its place to remain.
It is enough to drive one insane.
But in this pursuit you find the unexpected, and rejected.
In this pursuit you will find both sadness and happiness.
And with everything that is found their will be another possibility out their.
Which lead you to a forever continuation of your search.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Play
I play some card to hand over
So that the game finishes always.
The cards are fully proper
And nobody lies too much.
I lose a game when it is absurd,
I love the game that I have consulted
With open arms, the arms are long.
I play some cards to finish the game,
It is gaming always on the world,
It is rich how we obey the world.
poem by Naveed Akram
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It is not in the pursuit of happiness that we find fulfillment, it is in the happiness of pursuit.
quote by Denis Waitley
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Don’t bother about elders
.
Who mocks at your pursuit
Had himself had that pursuit
When he had passed that age.
Don’t revere much their words.
11.11.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pursuit is in vain
Guilt is her guard.
Qualm is her ward.
Shame is her watch.
Fellow women are a threat.
Repercussion is a sword.
Above all self esteem is a dog.
Neither privacy, nor proximity,
Nor secrecy can help man rob
A woman’s body in his pursuit.
25.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The pursuit of excellence is less profitable than the pursuit of bigness, but it can be more satisfying.
quote by David Ogilvy
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Lies are essential to humanity. They are perhaps as important as the pursuit of pleasure and moreover are dictated by that pursuit.
quote by Marcel Proust
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Just stop for a minute and you'll realize you're happy just being. I think it's the pursuit that screws up happiness. If we drop the pursuit, it's right here.
quote by James Hillman
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The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.
quote by Matthew Arnold
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