His guilt wiped out mine
I borrowed or stole a thought
From a leading Indian novelist
And marveled at his foresight
In forming such like thoughts
Till I had stumbled upon
The same thought made by someone
A millennium ago.
I have shed my guilt of my theft.
14.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Borrowed
borrowed shirts, borrowed shoes,
borrowed books, borrowed thoughts,
borrowed bed, borrowed lover,
borrowed dreams, borrowed salt.
borrowed children, borrowed mothers,
borrowed study, borrowed lives.
borrowed God, borrowed heaven,
borrowed killers with borrowed knives.
borrowed flags, borrowed lies,
borrowed virtue, borrowed freedom.
borrowed bombs, borrowed bullets,
borrowed puppets, borrowed kingdoms.
borrowed soup bowls, borrowed numbers,
borrowed tents, borrowed bridge.
borrowed hope, borrowed survival,
borrowed till it's sacrilige!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Borrowed Time
When I was younger
Living confusion and deep dispair
When I was younger ah hah
Living illusion of freedom and power
When I was younger
Full of ideas and broken dreams (my friend)
When I was younger ah hah
Everything simple but not so clear
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Now I am older
The more that I see the less that I know for sure
Now I am older ah hah
The future is brighter and now is the hour
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Good to be older
Would not exchange a single day or a year
Good to be older ah hah
Less complications everything clear
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
song performed by by Lennon John
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The Thought
Into the skies, one summer's day,
I sent a little Thought away;
Up to where, in the blue round,
The sun sat shining without sound.
Then my Thought came back to me.—
Little Thought, what did you see
In the regions whence you come?
And when I spoke, my Thought was dumb.
But she breathed of what was there,
In the pure bright upper air;
And, because my Thought so shone,
I knew she had been shone upon.
Next, by night a Thought I sent
Up into the firmament;
When the eager stars were out,
And the still moon shone about.
And my Thought went past the moon
In between the stars, but soon
Held her breath and durst not stir,
For the fear that covered her;
Then she thought, in this demur:
'Dare I look beneath the shade,
Into where the worlds are made;
Where the suns and stars are wrought?
Shall I meet another Thought?
'Will that other Thought have wings?
Shall I meet strange, heavenly things?
Thought of Thoughts, and Light of Lights,
Breath of Breaths, and Night of Nights?'
Then my Thought began to hark
In the illuminated dark,
Till the silence, over, under,
Made her heart beat more than thunder.
And my Thought, came trembling back,
But with something on her track,
And with something at her side;
Nor till she has lived and died,
Lived and died, and lived again,
Will that awful thing seem plain.
poem by William Brighty Rands
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You have no set in my thought
.
The Sun is set;
It slips out of my thought.
The Moon is set;
It slips out of my thought.
When you exited
You stay put in my thought.
When I hear some
By your name, you’re my thought.
You have not set
In my memory and thoughts.
You are not set
To my fervour and thoughts.
When I see some
As lean, you come to my thought.
When some one is
Coy, you strike my thought.
You cannot set
Though there is twilight.
I cannot let
You slip out of my concept.
For you have met
All needs of my amorous thought.
27.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Somebody Stole My Rig
I'm haulin' twenty tons of freight into New York state
Started thinkin' bout Mary Jane
She lived over the hill I had an hour to kill I thought I'd get in out of the rain
Oh my she looked so fine had a bottle of wine
I'd have myself a little bitty swig
Then I heard wheels on the cinders and I ran to the windows
And somebody stole my rig
Oh oh oh somebody stole my rig somebody stole my rig
Heard wheels on the cinders and I ran to the windows
And somebody stole my rig
And when I called up the cops told 'em I tried to stop 'em
And nobody answered the phone
And so I called up my honey told her send me bus money
She said don't bother comin' home
And so I called the boss and said the load was lost
I thought he's gonna flip his wig
Yeah a moment quick enjoyment now I'm back on unemployment
Cause somebody stole my rig
Oh somebody stole my rig somebody stole my rig
Hey a moment quick enjoyment now I'm back on unemployment
Cause somebody stole my rig
But if I ever get a job behind the wheel again
I'm never gonna fool around
I'll keep an eye on the road and an eye on the load
I'll never even slow it down
And I'll stay concerned with the lesson I learned
I bet it's gonna change my luck
And I'll never leave a truck to go visit no girl
I'm gonna bring the girls to the truck
Oh somebody stole my rig somebody stole my rig
Moment quick enjoyment now I'm back on unemployment
Cause somebody stole my rig
Yeah wheels on the cinders and I ran to the windows
And somebody stole my rig
(Yeah I tell ya my blackbook was in the glove compartment
That's what really bugs me uh huh
I I din't mind walkin' or losin' my job or anythin'
Somebody stole my rig
I mean they could have borrowed it and ask me before...)
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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He asked me if I'd take a penny for my thoughts.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and I told him the things on my mind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I had thought then I'd be paid in kind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and the closest friends we came to be.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought then the one he cared for, was me.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now rich with my thoughts he was.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought his reason was more than 'just because'.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
he's made me rich with a broken heart.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now my life has a broken start.
Seconds Of Contentment
Seconds of thought understand me,
I have fathomed the real attitude so great.
My mind is made up to you,
I have agreed, I have understood this recent message
And my favourite weather is in the air,
On this sky I behold a little slogan.
My manhood will suffice, and my thoughts are great
Of now.
My slogan in the sky is about my thoughts
So those that believe in my deity are in me.
Thought is great, thought is like a thinker’s thought
Much to the marriage of contentment.
I am satisfied by you when you see me,
So underway is the adventure
Across my seas, to remember me in all sight
As far as you can reflect.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Looks Like We Made It
There you are
Lookin just the same as you did,
Last time I touched you
And, here I am
Close to gettin tangled up
Inside the thought of you
Do you love him
As much as I love her
And will that love be strong
When old feelings start to stir
Looks like we made it
Left each other on the way,
To another love
Looks like we made it
Or I thought so, till today
Until you were there everywhere
And all I could taste was love
The way we made it
Loves so strange
Playin hide and seek, with hearts
And always hurtin
And were the fools
Standin close enough to touch
Those burnin memories
And if I hold you
For the sake of all those times
Love made us lose our minds
Could I ever let you go
Oh, no...we made it
Left each other, on the way
To another love
Looks like we made it
Or I thought so, till today
Until you were there
Everywhere
And all I could taste was love
The way we made it
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Song: On Borrowed Time
We're all living on borrowed time,
Near the brooding sea and brine.
And we grow our primate's spine,
In every clime.
Since we crawled out from 'neath the grime,
And evolved to a species – prime.
We've been living on borrowed time,
On borrowed time.
On borrowed time. We feed and dine.
On borrowed time. In swill like swine.
On borrowed time. We sup our wine.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
On borrowed time. In slow decline.
On borrowed time. No season shines.
On borrowed time. No reason rhymes.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
We're all living on borrowed time,
Acting out our roles in mime,
As if you cannot tell that I'm confused.
We're all living on borrowed time,
And we're captured hook and line.
Enraptured lives entwine as minds unloose.
On borrowed time, by frantic chime,
Of doomsday clocks and scam sub-prime.
On borrowed time, we count the dime.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
From that day of Eve's droll crime,
When dull Adam su*ked the lime,
We've been living on borrowed time,
On borrowed time.
On borrowed time. By dread defined.
On borrowed time. Knee-deep in slime.
On borrowed time. We moan and whine.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
On borrowed time. To heights sublime.
On borrowed time. Statistics climb.
On borrowed time. Who reads the signs?
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
poem by David SmithWhite
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Azwethinkweiz
Floatin round my brain,
Tryin to think about the other thing.
Than that thought you know Im considering.
What if what I thought,
About who I think I though I was,
Was nothing more than my cerebellum slobbering?
Azwethinkweizm is hard to think about,
But simple to trust.
Youll know your on it
When your brain wont stop to take a break, no!
So when donut boy comes askin around,
Tryin to figure out somethin new,
You just smile and say,
Pardon you! Im sitting through
Some particles and farcing through some folds.
Ive stumbled upon a brain fart
Which melts away your molds!
So I think upon that ponder
While Im pondering the thought,
Just thinkin about the thinkweiz
Is leaving me distraught!
Well I think I thought
I saw an azwethinkweiz,
Lookin like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
Some think Im insane,
cause I think about the other thing,
Than that one thought you call reality.
What if what you thought,
About who you think you thought you were,
Was nothing more than illusion rapidly crumbling!
Azwethinkweism should be a topic we all can trust.
Its just to bad it makes your
Head go zippitykrack @#$% dang!
So when donut boy comes sniffing around
Trying to figure out something new,
You just laugh and say, pardon you,
Im through some particles and
Farcing through some folds.
Ive stumbled upon a brain fart
Which melts away your molds.
So I think upon that ponder
While Im pondering the thought,
Just thinking about the thinkweiz
Is leaving me distraught.
Well I think I thought I saw an azwethinkweiz,
Lookin like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
So what if you thought about the thinkweiz
Was nothing like you think you are?
Youd probably more than likely be a
Lookyloo lookin like you think you do.
Like you think you do.
song performed by by Incubus
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My parents thought it was nice to develop my imagination, but they never seriously thought that anything would ever come of it. They said that I couldn't be an actress because I would be taller than all my leading men, so I thought I would be a writer instead.
quote by Nicole Kidman
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I Slipped, I Stumbled, I Fell
(words & music by wise - weisman)
I look at you and wham, Im head over heels
I guess that love is a banana peel
I feel so bad and yet Im feeling so well
I slipped, I stumbled, I fell
One crazy kiss and bam, I head for the skies
I guess that love is like a cake of ice
You skate along but then you can never tell
I slipped, I stumbled, I fell
I never thought Id get tricked
By you sweet talking lies
Youve got a bag of tricks
And when you get busy
I got dazzled and dizzy
I fell like a ton of bricks
My knees are weak, my head is spinning around
I guess that love has turned me upside down
Thought Id get hurt, but gee, its turning out well
I slipped, I stumbled, I fell
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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One difference between God's work and man's is, that, while God's work cannot mean more than he meant, man's must mean more than he meant. For in everything that God has made, there is layer upon layer of ascending significance; also he expresses the same thought in higher and higher kinds of that thought: it is God's things, his embodied thoughts, which alone a man has to use, modified and adapted to his own purposes, for the expression of his thoughts; therefore he cannot help his words and figures falling into such combinations in the mind of another as he had himself not foreseen, so many are the thoughts allied to every other thought, so many are the relations involved in every figure, so many the facts hinted in every symbol. A man may well himself discover truth in what he wrote; for he was dealing all the time with things that came from thoughts beyond his own.
quote by George MacDonald
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Moments of Thought
Moments of thought, flowing in like a river wild
Crashing against the shore of my inner most self
Motions of reality, intertwined with fantasy of bright skies and solid gold
One moment of this thought, another moment of that thought
Moments of thought, as construction workers build a structure
hammer, nails sounds of progress, higher my thoughts are built
Motions of truth, mixed with purpose of success and prosperity
One moment of this thought and another moment of that thought
Moments of thought, flowing, building
My thoughts of self, my intimate me
Reality, fantasy, truth with success and prosperity
Thoughts come and thoughts go, this that and the other
Mea Culpa
Vaja con Dios
Even if thought
Mea culpa
The quilt is mine
Gaudeamus
Perdus oublis
Ubijeni svi
Nos habebit
The dawns
Les regrets
Pokajanja
Mea culpa
Tea culpa
Nostra culpa
Mois perdue
Even if thought
Humus
Quo vadis?
J’m appele
The road
I mnenje
U nadi
Avec Dieu
Con dios
Adios
Sa bogom
Zbogom
Go with God
Even if thought
My fault
The guilt is mine
Let us rejoice
Lost and forgotten
Killed all
We’ll be possessed
By the dawns
The regrets
Repentences
The guilt is mine
The guilt is yours
The guilt is ours
The ground
Where are you going?
My name is the road
And a foreboding
In hope
With the God
With the God
Goodbye
With the God
Goodbye
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Alpha Man
leading the
pack of wolves
silent in
the snow
killing the herd
in such
a quick show
blood pours
forming a river
as he claims
victory
around the
land
inside the house
there is no talk
for all the
guilt
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Guilt
Onerous guilt
From the residue of sin
Guilt's foundation is built.
It fills my mind
and tarries in my thoughts
and all my sin
all my ignorance whim
it wroughts.
The terrible things said,
the acts performed
the blood I shed
the souls I deformed
Guilt, formed the residue of sin, and built
A kingdom of pain in me...
Guilt, the barren of caprice
Where mine heart cease
To be the lord over me…
Guilt thou build sin
And sin build thee
Thou work together
Simultaneously!
Guilt I accept thee, but do not follow thee
From Guilt's monarchy, my soul is free
Never more I will I kneel to thee or sin!
Guilty! ! !
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Baby Gets Around
I cant say I aint been around
That I aint done my time
Seems like this big old world
Has been one big shoe to shine
But I never ever took a dime
For what comes naturally
And if I never knew the truth
Well shed be fine with me
One night she stayed over here
And left her little black book behind
Well that little black book aint little no more
And it wasnt too hard too find
Chorus:
Shed leave me in this lonely room
The thought just made me sick
Its funny how the pieces fit
My baby gets around a bit
Yeah, my baby gets around a bit
Her pager would ring, its a funny thing
Shed have to go right away
She always had a wad of cash
Much more than her job could pay
Id ask her where shes going to
And this is what shed say
I gotta meet someone for an interview
Hes only in town today
Always a little bit overdressed
Much more than I thought hed be
High heel shoes and day glow dress
Aint seem strange to me
Shed leave me in this lonely room
While some stud got his sex
Just then the thought occurred to me
My baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around a bit
Oooh, my baby gets around a bit...
Solo
Took her to the local bar
Where I like to hang
Every guy that passed her by
They all seemed to know her name
They all called her by a different name
And one of them winked at me
Some guy named stan said youre the man
I heard you get it for free
Shed leave me in this lonely room
And the thought hit me like a brick
Its funny how the pieces fit
My baby gets around a bit
Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit
Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around....
My baby..
song performed by by Poison
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A Mother's Love
You stumbled, I caught you
Put you on your feet again,
You cried, i wept
For the broken heart,
I could not mend
Every tear you shed,
I also shed for you
All happiness you felt
I could feel too,
So I end this in saying
Having you for a daughter and son,
Has made my life worth while!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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