Fight and hunt
Fight cannot be eliminated;
It determines who can survive.
Hunt cannot be discarded.
It decides who can exist.
06.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Heart determines
Fate determines who comes into our lives.
The heart determines who stays...
Rate determines what comes best
The fact determines what the worth
Mate determines the life you lead
The quest determines the depth of love
Bate determines the fish you catch
The sea determines how much you did watch
Road determines the longer the travel
The destination determines the fair well
God determines what you are destined
The fate determines what you deserve
Friends determines the strength you have
The emotion determines the depths of love
Fate determines who comes into our lives
The heart determines who stays on forever………..
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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Master Of Your Own Domain?
It's out of your hands
Beyond your control
No matter your demands
No matter your goal
The alarm commands
When you arise
The clock demands
When to open or close your eyes
Your appetite determines
What and when you partake
Your thirst decides
Of what and when to slake
Your education, not you,
Determines the course you take
And an indifferent boss
Decides how much you make
The car you drive
Is not chosen by your labors
But by the herd instinct
To keep up with your neighbors
Even one's appearance
Is not totally within one's means
Since even your visage is controlled
By crazy combinations of genes
So call it Kismet, call it Karma,
name it Fate if you so deign.
You'll not… were never…
nor ever, will truly reign
(think "George Costanza")
As master of your own domain
poem by David Whalen
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An Old Tyre (Fun Poem 79)
Someone had discarded an old tyre.
It was all battered and worn.
As I stared at it, I wondered
of what journeys it had been on.
How far had it gone,
and if it had seen
some interesting places on its travels around?
That old tyre discarded on the ground.
When I think of the travels
we make in our car each day,
I bet that old tyre would have a lot to say.
However, it is abandoned,
no use to anyone.
When I looked the next day and the tyre was gone.
Overnight it must have stood up
and rolled along on more travels I presume.
Therefore, this ends the tale of an old tyre,
which was discarded on the ground.
14 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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NatUre - - - speaks! ! !
(Monday, July 21,2008* A poem I created as a tribute to nature and to arts I am with.)
Have you seen a bamboo?
The tallest grass ever exist,
Dancing and bending and swaying...
Whistling upon nature's grace?
Have you seen a woman,
Standing beneath heavy rains and winds;
And thunders and lightnings that flashes,
Enduring and firmly believing,
That she can surpass everything?
Have you seen a canvass,
With nature's subject on it;
I can figure it very well;
Like having a withering bamboo and teary woman on it?
Nature..nature..hear InNer WhisPers' cry...
May you strongly fight as I fight;
May you survive long from harmful hands;
That never cease to harm your sight! !
poem by InNer WhisPers
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Sad, Old Fart
Somewhere, someplace, there must exist
Some sad, old fart who's never been kissed.
He dreams of all the chances he's missed
And those chances make a long, long list.
It's driving him right round the twist
So he wonders whether to slash his wrist.
They'd only fetch a psychiatrist
So he decides to go out and get pissed!
Down at the pub he meets a girl
And decides (at last!) to give it a whirl,
So he reaches down to pinch her bum
But she slaps his face for being so dumb!
In a fit of anger he starts a fight
Only to get thrown out in the night,
He wakes up sore and bruised in a ditch
And it's all because of that mean, young bitch!
'I've had enough! ' he says to himself,
'Forty odd years left on the shelf!
'It's enough to make a grown man weep
'So from this day I'm sticking to sheep! '
The moral is you must 'pluck the day'
Before all your luck has trickled away.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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I Don't Want It Anymore
I Don't Want It Anymore
Here lies a damaged heart
Ripped from it's moors
Discarded, unwanted
Left to it's last beat
Useless it has become
Hollowed and empty
The echoed beat of love nolonger heard
What good is it now
Leave it...
I don't want it anymore
9 Aug 2008
© 2008 Frog First (All rights reserved)
Bring Me My Longbow
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
When will the sun come, when will the sun come,
When will the sun come
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
Who is the best boy, who is the best boy,
Who is the best boy
Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
Fill the cup, fill the cup, pass out the water
Fill the cup, fill the cup, bless our provider
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
If you do not hunt, you do not eat
Burn out the tall grass, burn out the tall grass,
Burn out the tall grass
Women cry, children cry, throats are dry
But the family must survive
song performed by by Utopia
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Past
Past is past.
It never comes.
It helps us something to learn.
Past lives may hurt us.
But It never ruins us.
Don't fight the past.
Let it go, always be simple, always be inspired.
There is no point going with the past.
There is the point going with present.
Past determines nothing.
Present determines something.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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An executive is a person who always decides sometimes he decides correctly, but he always decides.
quote by John H. Patterson
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An executive is a person who always decides; sometimes he decides correctly, but he always decides.
quote by John H. Patterson
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The Unforgiven Hunt
I shouldn't be telling you this
No one should be telling you this, but
Only a few people even know
About the time of the Unforgiven Hunt-
We are on the Unforgiven Hunt, so I should tell you
I can't even tell you
What the Hunt is about
And why it is called just that-
The Hunt
But I just told you
That the Hunt is called the Hunt
For a reason-
So now I should tell you the whole story
How we came to this point
Why our features stand out
In the whole world, all the countries
First, we were like all the others
Down-to-earth, forgiving, out loud
Sharing all our secrets
But now the Hunt people regret
That we came this far
We came this far, we broke our friendship apart
Now we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
The time of the Hunt started at the time of the Hunt
No one really knows
When it was, what it was that unbalanced the scale
Of life and death-
But we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
We started the Unforgiven Hunt by saying,
"We have to increase our lifestyle, then we'll stop"
But over time, it grew to be our hobby
Beating other countries
In machines, in factories and greed
In food, in water and high standards
In shelter, in organizing, in need
We are still on the Unforgiven Hunt
Lone Wolf Plan
I get more power,
At night time.
I am a lone wolf,
And a smart one too.
I hunt by myself,
And feed myself.
I look for love,
But I always get rejected.
I've taken my last reject,
So I hunt for blood.
I hunt the one's,
Who rejcted me.
I hunt my old pack,
To kill the leader.
Once that's done,
I'll be leader.
I can lead my new pack,
To victory.
I shall win a new love,
And win a pack.
My strength is better,
But my smarts are better.
I am clever,
So I will win.
I fight the leader,
And lose.
Now I die,
All alone.
My plans have failed,
My life has just began.
I might not breath the air,
Or run freely.
But my new life,
As a spirit,
Has just begun...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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He Decides
Cant you hear them whispering
Around you all the time
Cant you tell the difference between
Things when youre in love
I hear your voice is trembling
Everytime when hes around
Your detached engagements
In the things I say means love, oh
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be happy
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be sad
If he doesnt love you
Youre afraid that you cant go on
Living without loving
Never makes a person strong, no
If he really loves you
Let him show you that instead
I will be here with you
cause I know that youre afraid of love
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be happy
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be sad
Youll never change my mind my friend
Dont let that feeling go
This love might change your world around
In time youll have to know, oh yeah
Whether you should go
Oh yeah
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be happy
He decides whether you should smile
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be sad
Whether you should be happy
Whether you should cry
Whether you should be happy
He decides
Whether you
I know that
He decides
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Ability is what you're capable of doing. Motivation determines what you do. Attitude determines how well you do it.
An Intricate Part Of Economics
If fraud was eliminated,
From playing an intricate part of economics...
The use of delusion would not exist.
Manipulated minds would not find,
Hospitals as institutions to cure their illinesses.
Bankers would not charge,
Such exorbitant interest rates...
To build and create tremendous monolithic monuments.
If fraud was eliminated,
From playing an intricate part of economics.
And...
If corruption was not celebrated,
By those self righteous selling images...
Of themselves being celebrated as reflections of GOD,
And churches were not visited to symbolize materialism...
As a direct way to pray to obtain a feeling of success,
Taxes paid to increase what's in the pockets of thieves...
Would leave all who believe the achieving of happiness,
Depends on the taking of medication to decrease and numb...
The effects of mental stress
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Election Time!
A series of elections from states to nation
Surely makes all diverted to election only!
People's power is exercised in democracy;
But now money power rules in democracy!
Now the fight is between people and money
The winner decides the fate of the nation!
Corruption is top most dominant force now;
To consolidate its power election has come!
Can corruption be eliminated by laws or will?
Civil society has to come forward to do that!
Will civil society take the lead to do its duty?
Or simply succumb to gimmicks of bureaucracy?
Elections come and people elect someone to power;
But bureaucracy dispenses duties by corruption...!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Thrown Away
Lives are discarded daily
for one reason or another.
Some are put in body bags
when they go to war.
Others are thought as hopeless
and are carelessly thrown away.
Some resist the movement
and within them the will to live is strong.
They fight for every moment
that their breath may give to them.
They want nothing more than to live,
the right of every mortal thing t
hat walks on the face of this good earth.
Before we discard a life,
we must give that life a chance to live.
Life is too precious
to be ever thrown away.
30 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Kill Again
Lurking in the dismal fog
Hungry for your blood
Seeking harmless victims
Satisfy my needs
Schizophrenic lunatic
Uncontrolled desire
Rape and ravage lady fair
Pledged to die
No apparent motive
Just kill and kill again
Survive my brutal thrashing
I'll hunt you till the end
My life's a constant battle
The rage of many men
Homicidal maniac...
Trapped in mortal solitude
Lift the gleaming blade
Slice her flesh to shreds
Watch the blood flow free
Hatred growing stronger
None survive my wrath
Suffer from the throbbing pain
Yield your life to me
No apparent motive
Just kill and kill again
Survive my brutal thrashing
I'll hunt you till the end
My life's a constant battle
The rage of many men
Homicidal maniac...
Kill the preacher's only son
Watch the infant die
Bodily dismemberment
Drink the purest blood
Unrelenting need to kill
Death upon you now
Anxiously awaiting
Next in line.
No apparent motive
Just kill and kill again
Survive my brutal thrashing
I'll hunt you till the end
My life's a constant battle
The rage of many men
Homicidal maniac...
(KILL AGAIN)
song performed by by Slayer from Hell Awaits
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