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To The X Chromosome

if i will be made to choose
between you and the stone
i will choose the stone
for it will not make any difference at all.

if you replace it with a flower
i will choose the flower
i always wish that everything will simply be temporary
at wilting time i will be free
from your thorns and tendrils

if you offer me silence
i think i will accept it immediately
i like its simplicity i like its being a prelude
to something much higher

rest, could be, but think a little more,
i will give you a hint, the silence of the widower.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life

0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.

0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.

0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.

0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.

poem by John Celes
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I am that I am for C.P.Sharma

I speak to those who choose to hear
To those who choose to see, appear
If you believe you will perceive
if you accept you will receive.
The blessings that I offer you
and in return I ask you to.
Attempt to love your fellow man.
It is not easy but you can
What does it matter black or white
all men are equal in my sight.
You have free will and you must choose
to listen to me or refuse
Be still and let the silence speak.
I am that for which all men seek

23-Dec-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Between A Party And Poetry

if made to choose
between a party and my poetry
i choose poetry

i choose silence rather than noise
i choose words rather than people
above all
i choose myself rather than
those goddems

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Choose To Fly

Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I choose bold. I choose action. I choose what's right for the people. I choose to make a difference.

quote by Bill Richardson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We Live In The World We Build

You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.

You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.

You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.

You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.

You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.

You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...

You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.

You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.

poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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The only Way to go.

Some choose to grow old quietly
but others take a different view.
They chose to live disgracefully.

Why should you give up having fun.
Because you’ve reached a certain age.
There are still things you haven’t done.

You want to do before you die
Though your time may be limited.
You see no reason not to try

To make your madcap dreams come true.
Why should you sit and vegetate
as other folks expect you to.

You are the captain of your fate.
So you can do what you want to.
Tomorrow may be far too late.

So do it now immediately.
Regardless of the consequence.
What does it matter anyway?

Society may not agree.
You have the right to your own view
Choose to act disgracefully.

You’ll find that life is much more fun
than sitting watching the T.V.
Show the world you’re still someone

Seize every opportunity
that life’s prepared to offer you.
To shock your neighbours thoroughly.

They choose to sit and wait to die.
You choose to do the opposite.
You won’t surrender easily/

But fight until your final breath
because it is your nature to
Although you know you can’t beat death.

You know that one day you must die
but until then you choose to live
Just as you wish disgracefully.

01/09/09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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You Are A Stone Hearted

You are a stone hearted
that so my heart is bleeding
with your one hit

What my fragile heart will understand
harshness of your heart and
what your heart will understand
delicacy of my heart

My heart is more placid
than petal of any flower

Your heart is stone
that can overcome high tides of oceans

No fire can burn your heart
because you are a stone hearted

My heart can fuse with your little love
that so I hug without any care
or dare for life and death

My heart is a flower
Your heart is a stone

As a stone I worship your heart
offer my flower heart
Either you love or kick off

But my heart is made to adore you only.

poem by Ramesh Rai
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Choose

I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...

poem by Johnny Walks
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Here Is The Deal

Here is the deal.
I am not afraid to give.
Nor make foolish mistakes.
Sometimes done,
To immediately redo.
With no excuses made,
Like some choose to!

But absent are your offerings.
With whispers overheard.
With a quick exit in charade.
As if to escape.
Is that your purpose to prove,
You can scrutinize as you do.
Then leave when you're through?

Here is the deal.
I am not afraid to give.
Nor make foolish mistakes.
Sometimes done,
To immediately redo.
With no excuses made,
Like some choose to!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(I'm Not Your) Steppin' Stone

I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
You're trying to make your mark in society
Using all the tricks that you used on me.
You're reading all those high fashion magazines
The clothes you're wearin' girl are causing public scenes.
I said
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone,
Not your stepping stone.
When I first met you girl you didn't have no shoes
Now you're walking 'round like you're front page news.
You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose
But you won't find my name in your book of Who's Who.
I said
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone,
Not your stepping stone

song performed by by Monkees
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Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go

song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Steppin' Stone

(i'm not your) steppin' stone
By tommy boyce and bobby hart
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
You're trying to make your mark in society
Your using all the tricks that you used on me.
You're reading all them high fashion magazines
The clothes you're wearin' girl are causing public scenes.
I said
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone,
Not your stepping stone.
When i first met you girl you didn't have no shoes
Now you're walking 'round like you're front page news.
You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose
But you won't find my name in your book of who's who.
I said
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
I i i i i'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone,
Not your stepping stone.

song performed by by Monkees
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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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The Black Angels Death Song

(reed, cale)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wanderings brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of g.t.
The rally mans patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razors
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And rovermans refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if epiphanys terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Dont scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go

song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Choose

Tell me
What you gonna do
Where you gonna go
Youre running out of time.
Hey baby
Whats it gonna be
Are you gonna stay
Do you wanna be free.
Choose what ya gonna do
Choose do what you gotta do
Choose whats ya gonna be
Choose, do what ya gotta do.
New day
The time is right
Ya make the move
You do what you gotta do.
Youre free
If you wanna be
Youll see
Aint nothing gonna stop you.
Choose whats ya gonna do
Choose, do what ya gotta do
Choose whats ya gonna be
Choose, I believe to my soul that ya gotta be free.
New day
Time is right
Ya make the move
Do what ya gotta do.
Youre free
If you wanna be
Youll see
Aint nothin gonna stop you.
Choose what you gonna do
Choose do what you gotta do
Choose what you gonna do
Choose do what you gotta do.

song performed by by Santana
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I Believe So...

does the wind choose to blow?
do rivers choose to run?
does your heart choose to beat?
i believe so...

does the earth choose to turn,
in perfect rhythm, year by year?
do the tides choose to come and go,
in cadence with the moon?
i believe so...

does society choose to be oppressed,
if only by apathy's inaction?
do we choose to let people starve
when we turn the other head?
i believe so...

do we choose war over peace,
to feed the need of greed?
do we choose to destroy nature
by our very lifestyles?
i believe so....

but can we change destiny,
and avert the final blow?
can we open our minds and hearts,
and reclaim life for the living?
i believe so...

poem by Eric Cockrell
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His Way, My Way

I Have My way to do things
God gives us His Way.

We have a choice now
To choose wisely

If God will make His Way
Where there seems
To be No Other way.

He Works
In A Way
Where We cannot see or hear.

He will make
A way for us to follow
And to believe in His faith.

If we choose wrongly
We bear all consequences
We accept the punishments
Given by God.

So my friends, we
Must choose wisely the way
Of faithful living
And
Trusting in God.

One day by His Way,
We shall see
And meet our God.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Refuse To Be Muted

Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.

Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Do choose.
Decide to be better than that.
Do choose.
Unstrap from shackles that trap.
You are much more than that.
Put some heat under your feet...
Know your destiny is yours,
To meet and greet.

Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Know you're better than that!
Refused to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!

Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.

Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted.

Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!

Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
And, select your steps.
Reach and seek the best.

Do choose!
And refuse to be muted.
Confused and disputed,
To choose!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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About A Stone Without A Door

you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,

you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live

the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature

stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know

inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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