Failure to Stop
Failure to stop...may cause injury....
But then again it may not
The choice, to choose is yours.
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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Choice 2
The beginning and end is choice
Choice is the power of decision,
Brother to destiny, sister to success
Brother to mediocrities, father of failure
Wrapper of success and failure
Upon every parcel it's written-'choose me'
Success or failure, Kindness or bitterness
Love or hate, heaven or hell
Recommendation or condemnation
A glare or stare, pearl or pierce
A crown or a cry
THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
poem by Abisoye Sejoro
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the Way To Success
failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS
poem by Liioona Mohie
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Stop Funding (The Greed)
stop funding the greed!
failure to produce tax returns,
failure to pay taxes,
mistresses, deals done
behind closed doors,
votes bought and sold...
lies upon lies upon lies.
you have to be wealthy to lead?
you cant stand on your own works,
you have to stab someone else
in the back?
none of you have a clue...
what real life is like!
when a system becomes this corrupt,
you have to take it down to the core!
what you cant fix you destroy,
and start again!
stop trying to sell us freedom,
we choose to be free!
stop funding the greed!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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~I Choose the Mountain~
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plane
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain
poem by Howard Simon
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Try 4 (A Happy)
In my mind happy is a choice
You either choose to be happy or
you choose to get by
A life of horror's ritual or
a simple joy's choice
All held by the type of smile of nature's will
Lonely has a hold
Life never travels right
Yet what always stands, is choice
Never too late, the choice to try
Also is the choice to be happy
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Choice of life
Human have a gift named a choice
Human have an illusion named a choice
There is no other creature that should decide more to live
Human have a hope called a choice
Human have despair called a choice
There is no other creature that trapped often in such continuous and repeat conflict
Some could turn good because one choice
Some could turn bad because one choice
All have the consequence but right or wrong will never be known before
Human have a wish for a choice
Human have regret for a choice
There is no other creature that always goes between happiness and sorrow
When a choice made not all may be satisfied
When a choice made not all may be rescued
But the change will never happened if we stay silent
Human have fate to choose
Human also choose their fate
The interaction of those things will create what people called the choice of life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Failing To Be....me
each breath leaves me wondering
why don't u see how much i care?
reaching up, sinking down
i pray your love is still there
wiping windows stained with failure
i can't stop this storm inside
lost at lonely, with no direction
failure lives behind these eyes
such sadness overwhelms me
piece by piece as my soul dies
what remains of a broken woman
whose shattered heart cannot tell lies?
　
　
2012
CAS
for Anne & Derick
poem by CarolAnne Spalding
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Gambling is life.
Success takes you till failure.
Failure takes you till failure.
At what time that will happen is
Anybody's guess; one's helpless.
10.07.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Not Choose
i made my choice
and my choice was to not choose
what happens next
is not of my choosing
but merely a consequence
of my indecision
so be kind to my lack of choice
it was the only way
to not be forced between two goods
and instead be made to have ONE
and in that one, is my future
my future of wellbeing
and knowing that
i did not choose wrongly
(heh, i don't know what's up with my writing style lately... it's very much NOT structured... or rhyming all that much... hmm...)
poem by Something Changing
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I Am Closer To You
You do not have to be alone.
You choose to be that way.
You do not have to be on your own.
That's the choice you made to obey.
I have never been that far away,
From you that you could not reach.
I have never been that far away,
From you if you needed to hear me speak.
You do not have to be alone.
You choose to be that way.
You do not have to be on your own.
That's the choice you made to obey.
And I understand you,
More that I can say.
You choose to be that way.
And I am closer to you,
Than you ever suspected you knew!
It is almost as if we are 'one'...
Not two.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The downside isn't really injury, fear of injury or the process of fighting back from injury. The downside, the very worst thing in the world, is surgery.
quote by Greg Rusedski
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Choose or Lose
Every day there's a fork in the road.
Do you settle for pie less a la mode?
Are you the seller or being sold?
Are you the teller or being told?
If you choose, you might be right;
If you don't, you lose the fight…
A fight to know where you stand,
Pursuing ways solely you planned.
If afraid to choose, you surely lose,
Missing chances only you refuse.
That choice is there just for you.
Let not love nor money dim your view.
In name and gender you had no choice.
Now able to choose, in unflinching voice,
Proclaim that friends you select
Reflect your own self respect.
Decide what's best and then believe
What you choose you will receive.
Accept no less than your worth.
You're the only one of you on earth!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Choices
One should feel lucky
If one gets choices in the life
It can make one happy
Throughout the life
Choice in love
Friends and relations
Work, career, city and country
Is the dream of every living soul?
Living the life with choice
If one doesn’t get things of choice
One should be contented
With what he gets
Too many cooks spoil the dish
Too many choices
Makes it difficult to choose
One is lucky
If one gets chance to choose
If one’s got a life there is no choice
One has to live the way it comes
Throughout the life
Keep on trying,
For better choices
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Blood Injury Free
Bus was
Very croud
Collage students
Are sunded over...
Bus did not
Stop in bus stop...
Inside over fighting
For driver to students...
Sitting seats are
Flying...
Bus glass was wonded...
Bus stoped on
With out bus stop...
Blood injury free...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Born To Be Lucky
Some people are born to be lucky,
having riches and wealth by the score.
There are others born to be lucky,
and have a wealth of friends evermore.
The question now arises,
which person would you want to be?
If you choose money,
what kind of life would you see?
You would never want for anything,
and friends you might have to buy,
to be at your beck and call,
but they might all disappear if you suddenly fall.
Now just suppose,
you chose the other life
what would you see?
A league of smiling faces,
with arms outstretched to save you,
in case you were ever to fall.
So if I were born to be lucky,
the second choice I would choose,
Friends to be at my side, by choice and not for pay.
Because I’d know if I came across fear,
a pair of helping hand would be close by,
to help me to steer clear.
So I ask again,
which one would you choose?
Only one as you can’t have both.
Would it be a wealth of money, or a wealth of friends?
The choice is always yours my friend.
Choose very wisely as you will have it until your dying day.
24 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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How Do You Stop?
By dan hartman and charlie midnight
Hard bodies
Soft emotions
So fast
So smart
The world is at your feet
But what about your heart?
Fame and fortune cant hold you tight
In the late late hours of the night
How do you stop
Before its too late?
You choose and you lose
If you hesitate
How do you stop
Before its too late?
You think love will wait
So you dont hold on
And then its gone
Youve had success-
Lots of fancy friends
Youve tasted the good life
You thought it would never end
One day youre too young
Then youre in your prime
Then youre looking back at the hands of time
How do you stop
Before its too late?
You choose and you lose
If you hesitate
How do you stop
Before its too late?
You think love will wait
So you dont hold on
And then its gone
How do you stop a runaway train?
How do you stop the driving rain?
How do you stop the ripening corn?
How do you stop a baby being born?
How do you stop
Before its too late?
You choose and you lose
If you hesitate
How do you stop
Before its too late?
How do you stop?
Youre lost if you hesitate ...
How do you stop
Love from slipping away?
How do you stop
Before its too late?
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Stop That Copying Of Me That You Do
Stop your copping on my duty,
That your are trying to scoop.
Stop your snooping to excuse it too,
Boo!
Stop your copping on my duty,
That your are trying to scoop.
'Cause I choose not to get moody,
Showing attitude.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to boost.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to use,
Boo.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to boost.
And...
Stop that copying of me that you do.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to boost.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to use,
Boo.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to boost.
And...
Stop that copying of me that you do.
Stop your copping on my duty,
That your are trying to scoop.
Stop your snooping to excuse it too,
Boo!
Stop your copping on my duty,
That your are trying to scoop.
'Cause I choose not to get moody,
Showing attitude.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to boost.
And while you're at it,
Choose somebody else to use,
Boo.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The End Of Me
The day I stop being myself
And go out of my way
To please your dubious
Ans selfish desires,
That will be the sad day
I would become your shadow
With no reason to exist
In a World of uncertainties!
That clouded day,
My inner-self would die
Becoming simply
A toy of your choice
To joyfully play
In your well designed game...
My sensitive heart
Would become a playground!
That painful day
I stop being myself,
The word 'Freedom'
Will automatically be erased
From my reservoir of rich words!
Peace of mind will become
Definitely a total fiction!
That frighten and gray day
Will be the end of me!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Sufferings and sorrows
The suffering that comes from illness,
Injury and hunger must be met.
The sorrow that comes from loss of souls,
Of wealth and of rank must be endured.
04.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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