Let me be as I am.
Maybe I am spineless and passionless;
Maybe I am an introvert and mean.
It does not hurt others. Must I suffer
For what I was not? Let me be as I’m.
15.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You use words like 'introvert' and 'extrovert,' various traits of a personality. A lot of that stuff, we used in drama school, and that was kind of interesting, to realize my teachers sort of ripped off a lot of Jung. And how much of it is part of our society now, these phrases, introvert and extrovert, where it actually came from.
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Spineless
I won't see my dear friends as much
Male friends especially, I'll no longer be in touch
I'll change my hobbies to match yours
I'll stop reading my favorite books
I won't spend all this selfish time alone
I'll cater to you and hang on your every word
I'll be subservient and spineless
I'll lick your boots as empty shells
I'll be opinion less and silent
I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself
I'll re-define self-sacrifice
Live my life as apologetic compromise
I'll know you need if I rock the boat
I'll be subservient and spineless
I'll lick your boots as empty shells
I'll be opinion less and silent
I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself
I feel this, truly proclaimed will help the curbing of this tendency
I'll be low maintenance and agreeable
I will not talk about my dreams so much
I'll listen to you for hours, won't need anything
I'll be subservient and spineless
I'll lick your boots as empty shells
I'll be opinion less and silent
I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself
I'll be subservient and spineless
I'll lick your boots as empty shells
I'll be opinion less and silent
I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself
I feel this, truly proclaimed will help the curbing of this tendency
I know this sharing of shame will ensure that I won't forget myself so easily
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Discovered In Holes From Which They Hide
When someone spineless,
Hides behind a false identity...
With a smearing of character believed achieved,
They do themselves the harm.
They expose themselves to be the cheese,
Other rats eat.
They become the ones to suffer pain.
Hoping to victimize another,
Will give them something to gain.
But they become the ones,
Finding themselves demonized.
They are the ones who become surprised,
That those who are attacked...
Are the ones with the allies!
They are the ones,
Discovered in holes from which they hide.
They are the ones,
Sleepless at night.
Destroying themselves,
And their own lives!
'Comeon!
I was just kidding.'
~Don't worry about it.
You couldn't find anyone better,
Who loves a good joke! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Femme Fatale
My soul is sick, soon I will die
I seek the comfort of the grave.
I suffer from love’s malady
and may not have the love I crave.
I yield I am no longer brave
My love has made me cowardly
There’s little left that I would save.
My soul is sick, soon I will die
She spurns my love so easily
though I would be her willing slave.
Regarding me contemptibly.
I seek the comfort of the grave.
Her sins I readily forgave
although she acted wantonly.
I saw her as a soul to save.
I suffer from loves malady.
This love will be the death of me.
She sees me as a spineless knave
and so treats me disdainfully.
I may not have the love I crave.
She gladly took all that I gave
and played with me dishonestly.
I’m fevered now and left to rave.
She has no further use for me.
My soul is sick.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Forgiving and pardoning
To forgive, you must feel you have been hit.
To pardon, you must feel you have been hurt.
When you are hit or hurt if you don’t feel so
You surpass forgivers and pardoners.
Debts can be written off but not gift.
18.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Pain and Hurt
born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
waking in pain and hurt
cuting in pain and hurt
bleeding in pain and hurt
crying in pain and hurt
i know nothing other then pain and hurt
i use drugs to end the pain and hurt
but all i get is pain and hurt
is there nothing other then pain and hurt
in this painful and hurtful world?
poem by Anna Sprague
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I'm an introvert at heart... And show business - even though I've loved it so much - has always been hard for me.
quote by Roy Rogers
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Introvert
Introvert is
when there's a crowd
I'm gladly walking right into the opposite
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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For an introvert his environment is himself and can never be subject to startling or unforeseen change.
quote by Quentin Crisp
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Hurt
(words & music by j.crane - a. jacobs)
Im so hurt to think that you lied to me
Im hurt way down deep inside of me
You said our love was true
And well never, never part
Now youve got someone new
And it breaks my heart
Im hurt, much more than youll ever know
Yes darling, Im so hurt
Because I still love you so
Even though you hurt me
Like nobody else could ever do
I would never hurt, hurt you
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Music From Penury
He was destined
To shoulder the family
That left in penury
As his pappa breathed last!
He had the legacy
Not of the wealth
But of the rich music
That his pappa gave!
He was introvert
And still continue to be
An introvert even on
Arrival of luck unending!
When he loitered
The streets with gnawing
Hunger and thirst
The music in his veins
Roared and roamed
And he sang aloud
That reverberated
The sorrow and misery
Of the poor
And awesome penury!
It was life's philosophy
The dire rough facts
That made him
To wove the rhythm
The art of music magic
That even stopped
The running 'time'
To halt and listen
And move again enjoying
His mellifluous music
That mix the folklore
The divine music
The African jungle music
The nerve tingling music
That finally gave birth
To a new born music!
He turned into
Alla Raha Rehman!
He uttered: Bismillah
Al-Rahman, Al-Rahim!
poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVIII: Dear Leader Part 2
don't laugh
don't you dare to laugh
human will feel pain when hurts
disappoint when played
you will also feel the pain when hurt and bleeding
if die your body will become corpse
and left to suffer
suffer and your feeling caged
dream's destroyed and the way is closed
unseen even you curse and hate
don't call yourself leader
if you don't know about that
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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What I loved about 'Summer' was that they were these four bright kids with a wonderful future. In a way, she was the one with the brains, and then you have the beauty queen and the jock and the introvert.
quote by Kevin Williamson
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Nigeria: The slumber
Nigeria, a people that suffer
A people that strive, a people that hunger
A people in a dark, deep and dangerous slumber
A people whose greed, ignorance and corruption linger
Whose deep wound heals on one side
but bleeds on the other
A people dragged into the mud
by those that arise from the mud
A people of democracy
A democracy of mediocrity
A democracy of evil greed
A democracy of rotten seed
A people of careless leadership
A people of spineless followership
Nigeria,
A plastic face
A prideless deep
A shameless she
Of salvage leaders
Nigeria, my country
Drowning in the pool of its blood
Spilled by its children
Nigeria, my country,
Moving in a circle
A cycle of religion
A cycle of tribe
A cycle of corruption
A cycle of destruction
Nigeria, my people
A people that suffer
A people that thirst
A people that hunger
A people in a deep, dark and dangerous slumber
A people whose light grows dimmer
Whose hope grows slimmer
Till eyes rise from the slumber
And greed appreciates hunger
And true voices shout like thunder
And willed feet stump and say no longer! !
Nigeria,
A people that suffer
A people that hunger
A people in a dark, deep and dangerous slumber….
poem by Andrew Ahile
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Its Sad But True
Its sad but true
that i hurt you again
but to hurt vents the anguish
from the anger will rise a spark
its sad but true
that i see no other way
but to hurt to awaken the spirit
from the pain shall rise a flame
its sad but true
that i hurt to be hurt again
but to hurt is what i hate
from hurt to hurt i go.
poem by Sreelekha Premjit
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Someone Like You
Give your broken heart to me
Let me give you my soul
For you to keep
Just give me some words,
To speak
Im gonna leave it down
Cos all I wanna do is be with you
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you no fool can suffer
I just cant wait long enough
For someone else to take your love
Let me open my heart,
For you to see
Let me give you my soul,
For you to keep
Let your love go
Just let it go with me
Have I ever let you down?
Cos all I wanna do it be around
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you no fool can suffer
I just cant wait long enough
For someone else to take your love
And I can learn to live again
And wash away the hurt inside
Im gonna leave it down,
Cos all I wanna do is be with you
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you no fool can suffer
Someone like you no fool can suffer
song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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And So I Write This Poem...
because i cannot tell you
exactly the facts,
all the details that may
hurt you
and me at the end
of this
pathway where pebbles
have sharp edges
and mud is sticky and
foul
rotten leaves abound
and worms
are busy eating what
leaf is left,
because i do not want
to hurt you
neither does i want to
suffer
with self-inflicted
injuries
and so i am back
with these lines there is
no way that
you can sense that
there is something blunt
in the vowels
something unspeakable
in my consonants,
as expected,
life in dots and dashes
some blanks
too.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One Way Or The Other
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hurt
(crane/jacobs)
Im hurt
To think that you lied to me
Im hurt
Way down deep inside of me
You said
Our love was true
And wed never part
And now
You want someone new
And it breaks my heart
Im hurt
Much more than youll ever know
Im hurt
Because I still love you so
But even though you hurt me
Like nobody else could do
I would never never hurt you
song performed by by Carly Simon
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