She Likes To Cook
She likes to cook.
Often, it seems.
Often, and perhaps too much.
Like all good cooks,
she must, sometimes,
be taken advantage of;
her culinary delights devoured,
carelessly,
to sate the hunger of some
as well sustained by Maccas.
But chefs so splendid,
so gifted and so generous as she is,
enjoy that giving of the pleasure,
in the way that she does.
Giving so patiently and carefully
and willingly and happily.
And exuberantly!
And, perhaps, too much.
Too much for what's returned.
She has fed me, too, her cakes,
and banquets of sweets and such delights
as leave me desperate to repay
with dishes that she might
enjoy as much.
poem by Red O'Mara
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I really enjoy doing charity, for a good cause, it's like the least I can do, I really enjoy that stuff. I enjoy giving back.
quote by Alex O'Loughlin
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In the Giving There's A Benefit
To have awakened is a good thing to be!
And I have learned,
In the many years it has taken me to do it...
That the being there for someone else,
Will not automatically be interpretated...
As an appreciation to be shown one day,
With a reciprocation known that's received.
I have learned,
There will be many taking others for granted...
With a doing which is believed,
A duty to misuse someone dependable.
Until a reality hits and a doing this is missed.
And a waiting to sit by a telephone,
Wishing to hear it ring is a familiar sound gone.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
To have awakened is a good thing to be.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to misuse.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
Those who give are not desperate.
Oh yes I've learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Risk Is in the Giving
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
With a showing of an ungratefulness,
The giver of the gift to give...
Often leaves with this believed.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
And when one does hear from another,
A thankfulness expressed.
The one who is gifted expresses this,
With an acknowledgement...
It is 'not' the gift one gets,
But the thoughtfulness of the one who gives...
And that is the exchange one does not soon forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving It All Up For Love
Phil lynott
She comes home at 5:30, and though her clothes are never dirty,
Shell change them just the same. she likes to keep her name.
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love (up for love, up for love)
Shes got a tattoo on her tummy, and her mummy plays gin rummy.
You might think thats kind of funny, hey, but shes keeping all the money.
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love (up for love, up for love)
Shes got a silver armadillo, underneath her pillow.
Some think its a cupie doll, hey, but they got such crazy minds.
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love
Shes giving it all up for love (up for love, up for love)
Shes giving it all up for love (shes giving it up for love)
Shes giving it all up for love (ooh, shes giving it up, giving it up)
Giving it all up for love
Shes giving it up for love
Up for love, up for love
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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What It Is They Do
Some folks enjoy doing things.
While other folks 'are' what they enjoy doing!
Some folks enjoy cooking.
And then there are cooks.
Some folks enjoy singing.
And then there are those who sing.
Some folks enjoy writing.
I know I do,
And I've been told I am a writer.
Some folks have no problem,
Producing what they do.
And others will say they don't have the time.
Although they waste it telling folks,
What it is they do...
And yet nothing of that,
Ever gets done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I love my father
My father
Is my friend...
In childhood...
I love my father
More and more...
I am a yelder son
For my father...
I asking toys...
I asking sweets...
More and more
At my father....
My father tell
About the stores
At god...
And ramayana...
And mahabarath...
I was enjoy
My father tell story...
Enjoy enjoy...
Today my father
Live my heart only
At my heart...
My father not pass away
He was leave my home
At sumall photo pream
But...
my father leave with my
Sence and thinking...
I love my father...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Here Is Life
Here is life
Come and enjoy.
Here is poet
Composing poem
Come and read.
Here is bird
Not dead
Come and see.
Here is flower
Giving fragrance
Come and enjoy
Failing which
You may not get
A further chance
Of joy.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Give Joy
Life is for a day or two
So try in it to sincerely view
And collect things for you to enjoy
Like finding comfort in giving joy
For when you give out some love
It comes back as a gift of above
And also carries in it some care
That's a constant source of cheer
And when you give care to all
Then it breaks the trouble's wall
And you start feeling good 'n nice
And you feel its joy dear twice
So always remember and keep in mind
That when you want something to find
Then find comfort in giving joy
For its a constant source to enjoy.
Seema Chowdhury
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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The Delights of Mathematics
It seems a hundred years or more
Since I, with note-book, ink and pen,
In cap and gown, first trod the floor
Which I have often trod since then;
Yet well do I remember when
With fifty other fond fanatics,
I sought delights beyond my ken,
The deep delights of Mathematics.
I knew that two and two made four,
I felt that five times two were ten,
But, as for all profounder lore,
The robin redbreast or the wren,
The sparrow, whether cock or hen,
Knew quite as much about Quadratics,
Was less confused by x and n,
The deep delights of Mathematics.
The Asses' Bridge I passed not o'er,
I floundered in the noisome fen
Which lies behind it and before;
I wandered in the gloomy glen
Where Surds and Factors have their den.
But when I saw the pit of Statics,
I said Good-bye, Farewell, Amen!
The deep delights of Mathematics.
O Bejants! blessed, beardless men,
Who strive with Euclid in your attics,
For worlds I would not taste again
The deep delights of Mathematics.
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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The final Visitor
The slate blue clouds massed row on row
now dominate the evening sky
A lanthorn burns in my window
What does the lanthorn signify?
That I am old and stay at home
and that I welcome visitors
Infirmities won’t let me roam,
I dare not venture out of doors
I’m weary but I cannot sleep.
I smile as I recall the past
Though roads were rough and paths were steep.
I was young and unsurpassed
by any other youthful swain
Who sought for love illicitly.
Delights I can enjoy again
if only in my memory.
I have grown old, I’ve lived too long
I wait for death to visit me.
I won’t resist but go along
without protest and joyfully
Death knows my name and my abode
that I await him patiently
Each day I live is time borrowed
I must repay eventually
Perhaps my next life will be short
if I’ve won sufficient merit.
I comfort myself with this thought
and contemplate the infinite.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Grandma's Silver
You met me
and I had given up.
You met me
and I took out the good china
from Grandma's hutch;
her gold-plated knives, forks and spoons
and the silver,
toasting you
that summer night
had both of us playing house.
I was the gourmet cook,
you were eating hearty
and wolfed down lustily my heart;
made me forget giving up
for giving it up
happily;
mostly from memory
and you were kind enough
not to notice
how awkwardly
and how long
my breathing took
to run to smooth.
It was the conversation
I believe
late into the night
that over-came me
re-mending those broken heart pieces
which laid themselves out carefully
on my dining room
table;
festooned
with grandma's
silver and gold-plated spoons.
We have gone on now through
paper, wood
and silver anniversaries;
golden
on our horizon;
nearing fifty years.
Thanks Grandma
for the silver-ware
and for him.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Delights Of Beauty
Delights Of Beauty'
Red painted lips
Eyes of deep brown
Your black flowing hair
How you paint the town
Delights Of Beauty
Pretty floral dress
With sultry looking smile
Your way of walking
Down to your very style
Delights Of Beauty
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Servent Cook
mother
Cook
with love...
father
Cook
With taste...
Brother
Cook...
With enjoy...
sister
Cook
Simply fine...
Servent
Cook
A boor...
A woor...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Hunger Hunger To Worship
hunger hunger building up in heart
hunger hunger mounting building up in soul
hunger need hunger grows grows needs to be sated
hunger need hunger need to worship to worship God
hunger ache pain growing need to rush run to God
to rush back to God’s arms as we met in gift creativity
our souls are out back out upon swift flowing healing water
we are together carried over all all lighter darker ink water
we are together giving always giving love throughout time
hunger hunger to love worship universe creator our God
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Garden Of Earthly Delights
Kid,
Stay and snip your cord off,
Talk and let your mind loose,
Cant all think like chekov,
But youll be o.k.
Kid,
Is this your first time here?
Some cant stand the beauty,
So they cut off one ear,
But youll be o.k.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
And the big rewards here,
In the garden of earthly delights.
Kid,
Pick up with another,
Some will even drop you,
But hearts are built like rubber,
So youll be alright.
Kid,
Swallow but believe us,
You wont die of boredom,
Should you have to leave us,
Itll be alright.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
less of course they ask you,
In the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
less of course they ask you,
In the garden of earthly delights
song performed by by Xtc
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Garden Of Earthly Delights
Kid,
Stay and snip your cord off,
Talk and let your mind loose,
Cant all think like chekov,
But youll be o.k.
Kid,
Is this your first time here?
Some cant stand the beauty,
So they cut off one ear,
But youll be o.k.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
And the big rewards here,
In the garden of earthly delights.
Kid,
Pick up with another,
Some will even drop you,
But hearts are built like rubber,
So youll be alright.
Kid,
Swallow but believe us,
You wont die of boredom,
Should you have to leave us,
Itll be alright.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
less of course they ask you,
In the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
Welcome to the garden of earthly delights.
Welcome to a billion arabian nights.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
This is your life and you spend it all.
This is your life and you do what you want to do,
Just dont hurt nobody,
less of course they ask you,
In the garden of earthly delights
song performed by by Xtc
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Sexual energy does
Having loved many severally,
Man and woman marry and live happily.
Having divorced their spouses willingly,
Man and woman marry and live happily.
Having affairs with some concurrently,
Husband and wife enjoy their sex squarely.
It is possible for them to be so
For they abound in sexual energy.
13.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Climb to Heights
Motivate and inspire...
Those with an insight,
Who desire to climb to heights.
Lift their spirits with best wishes.
This excites.
And delights the ones...
Wishing to achieve,
With a purpose done that is perceived.
Bombarded are people like these,
By some who would rather see them...
Fail and fall down on their knees.
Yet...
Wanting to please,
Can pressure expectations.
And devastate those sensitive.
Who wish to give themselves with impatience.
Since this is the life for them that is lived.
Wanting to please,
Can keep a mind awake at night.
And discouraged with no appetite.
Wanting to please,
Can isolate good intentions wished.
And leave those thoughtful,
Giving up on their gifts.
And this does not produce,
For them or anyone...
One single benefit.
Motivate and inspire,
Those with an insight,
Who desire to climb to heights.
Lift their spirits with best wishes.
This excites.
And delights the ones,
Wishing to achieve.
With a purpose done that is perceived.
Those wanting to believe,
What they do is for you!
And caring less about themselves,
As much as they do for for you!
And/or someone else.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Enjoy Life
Our life has many windows of joy,
The joke is serious and to enjoy.
Our existence is special and fully exposed
To other elements, so as to enjoy.
The living individual that aspires to Job,
Is the very sentence of our writing to enjoy.
How does the sprightliness of a lifestyle
Turn into something not to enjoy.
Really merry people are mostly proof of laughter
Being the source of help always to enjoy.
There is a safe place for all,
Everywhere you must even think to enjoy.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Giving Up On Love
Rick astley
Giving up on love
Giving up on love
I was so crazy about you, everyone knew
I couldnt sleep when I found out, yeah
You feel the way you do
So maybe its my turn now
To show you how I feel
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings I cant conceal
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
I dont believe that you need me
So dont say you do
There aint no reason for staying
We both know we are through
So dont try to stop me now
cos all we had has gone
(all we had has gone)
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings are oh so strong
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
So dont try to stop me now
cos all we had has gone
(all we had has gone)
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings are oh so strong
(choruses to fade)
song performed by by Rick Astley
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