Love loves easy way
Love is nothing but a habit.
Trodden path is easier to tread.
Familiar path is easier to tread.
Known beauty, not the world’s, lures.
17.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Did You Pass or Fail?
Why is it easier to be arrogant?
Why is it easier to be cruel?
Why is it easier to be evil?
Why is it easier to hurt?
Why is it easier to an asshole?
Why is it easier to victimize?
Why is it easier to abuse?
Why is it easier to use?
Why is it easier to be greedy?
Why is it easier to be selfish?
Why is it easier to be self centered?
Why is it easier to steal?
Why is it easier to manipulate?
Why is it easier to lie?
My thoughts is it is a test to all man kind
Did you pass or fail?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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See Yourself
Its easier to tell a lie than it is to tell the truth
Its easier to kill a fly than it is to turn it loose
Its easier to criticize somebody else
Than to see yourself
Its easier to give a sigh and be like all the rest
Who stand around and crucify you while you do your best
Its easier to see the books upon the shelf
Than to see yourself
Its easier to hurt someone and make them cry
Than it is to dry their eyes
I got tired of fooling around with other peoples lies
Rather Id find someone thats true
Its easier to say you wont than it is to feel you can
Its easier to drag your feet than it is to be a man
Its easier to look at someone eless wealth
Than to see yourself
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Shattered Realism
Deceptions are at large.
what you see, hear, smell, feel
is not as it may seem...
forging your beliefs into,
the path of reality...
merging them with,
unseen and unobserved mysteries...
'they' find it easier if you,
obey at once...'they' know that
disobeying is much harder
not at first, but still the same...
Believe this, though it doesn't feel right!
what we search is no more,
what we need is no more,
no more is now what you only know.
only one path left to tread on...
one plan to make it all right...
create your own destiny,
your own future...
rebel against!
against the lies
before your eyes...
giving up everything you want,
forgetting everything you've learned,
leaving everyone you love,
trusting nothing, but your instincts...
renunciate...or consecrate yourself!
become the force you want to be,
become the sun you want to be,
give the sight & the light to the world...
Force the mind to make the difference...
From your thoughts,
Erase the world...
you'll be the difference! ! !
poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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The Somme-France 1916, From A 15 Year Olds Perspective
They said welcome to the warzone kid,
Now run along and don't get killed,
War was easier said then done,
With shrapnel flying,
And your best mates dying
War was easier said then done,
We're disadvantaged, The Boche have Hill 60, that very important mound,
I wish i was at home, safe and sound,
War was easier said then done,
The trenches are dirty, cold and wet,
I can't take off my boots, in mud they're set,
War was easier said then done,
You never know if your next breath will be your last,
Use your legs, run and run fast,
War was easier said then done,
I've only been here for about one week,
I'm still alive, so i guess this is a winning streak?
War was easier said then done,
My bayonet is bloody and red,
I'm glad it's him and not me that is dead
War was easier said then done...
poem by Harrison Bishop
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Narrow Gate
Path of the righteous.
Path rarely tread.
Path eternal.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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It Was Easier To Hurt Him
(jerry ragavoy / bert russell)
I should have told him
That I needed him
When I had the chance
And now hes left me
And its all over
Goodbye romance
I should have told him then
Over and over again
That I love him
But, it was easier to hurt him, ooh
It was easier to hurt him, ooh
It was easier to hurt him
Thats what I thought
Was being so smart
The way I cheated him
And mistreated him
How could I forget?
I was so sure that he
Would always trust in me
Oh, that Id take a bet, no, no, no
Hed never say goodbye
But here all alone am i
He is gone now, ahh, cause
It was easier to hurt him
What could I do?
(it was) easier to hurt him
I should have known better
Thats what I thought
Was being so smart, oh, oh
It was easier to hurt him
I need him so bad
(it was) easier to hurt him
What did I do?
(it was) easier to hurt him
I should have known better
(it was) easier to hurt him
I need him so bad
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wisdom is not a guide
The one who said that the path he’d trodden
Wasn’t good, was not listened to by others,
Who wanted to tread themselves to find it out.
Wisdom earned thus rots with no taker.
06.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Habit is love
To love your god, to love your tongue
And to love your path spring up
from your habit rather than their merit.
Habit sustains love;
Habit itself is love.
19.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The missed routs
Only on reaching the no return point,
Could one discern how other ways could be
Better, easier, faster or shorter,
Than the one that the one has trodden
21.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tread Careful
Tread careful
Because youre treading on my dreams.
Tread careful
Because Ive just one heart
Tread careful
Let me down slowly
Or Ill forget how to dream.
Chorus:
I wont forget anything
(I love you)
I wont forgive anyone
(do you love me? )
Tread careful
You hear the sound of my breathing
Tread careful
Because I feel this sound
Tread careful
Im falling in a glasshouse
Im trying hard to begin
Because I want it to get harder
Tread careful
Before I change my mind
Tread careful
I could surprise you
I know something you want to do.
(repeat chorus)
Tread careful
Im sure you dont care but
Tread careful
I could change your mind
Tread careful
Ive been waiting for you
There is no comfort in here.
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Gary Numan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wake Up
You like snow but only if it's warm
You like rain but only if it's dry
No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much
And you sit...and you wait...to receive
There's an abvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your life
There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance
Could make you try tonight
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you to you to you to you to you...
There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his hands
There's an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her hand
But it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Jagged Little Pill
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That Early Morning
under the trees
you tread upon a heap of leaves
only a few feet walked on this path
the winds came and gave a hush
it has been this way
since
meanwhile some rays of light
begin to pierce crevices between
touchy
the leaves fall like a confetti
you remember
once when freedom first arrived
in the streets of the city
you hear the shouts of joy
for liberation
you remember opening hands
some fists
it is over now
and what you have are the sounds of footsteps
on the heaps of leaves
on this path
where no one likes to tread again
you are
alone again but stronger this time
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Anguish After Me
I am almost at the end of the path
Son is half way and his son, way behind
How long and how good they could tread the path
After my death is my fervent anguish
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Habit is sweet,
To tread the known path is sweet.
To hear the known tune is sweet.
As a habit, doing is easy.
Easiness yields sweetness.
23.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet- Which Is Easier?
Which is easier, to shave off your face-hair
Or to maintain a long and flowing beard?
Which is easier, to cycle like a hare,
Or to trudge your way uphill with the herd?
Which is easier, to float the logs downstream,
Or to tusk them one by one to the mill?
Which is easier, to shoot lion in dream,
Or to fight it in its den and to kil1?
Which is easier, to break a whole mountain,
Or to make it crumble into small stones?
Which is easier, to set a lit fountain,
Or to produce a grave of human bones?
Unnatural things are quite easy to do,
Natural ones sometimes, impossible too.
poem by John Celes
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Which is easier?
Which is easier, to shave off your face-hair
Or to maintain a long and flowing beard?
Which is easier, to cycle like a hare,
Or to trudge your way uphill with the herd?
Which is easier, to float the logs downstream,
Or to tusk them one by one to the mill?
Which is easier, to shoot lion in dream,
Or to fight it in its den and to kil1?
Which is easier, to break a whole mountain,
Or to make it crumble into small stones?
Which is easier, to set a lit fountain,
Or to produce a grave of human bones?
Unnatural things are quite easy to do,
Natural ones sometimes, impossible too.
poem by John Celes
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The Path I Tread
And I'll walk down a familiar path
With a worn out sole and a heavy heart
I'll dream of amends futilely in the midst
And in your faith tightly cleaves.
Distance stretched you from my silence
In desolation ignite your absence
You're stapled on my wishful thoughts
Etched gravely with iron-wrought.
A fork stuck in the path I tread
I could have never understood, nor judged, nor expected.
Still I endure, but severely loath
And wrote another sad senseless ode.
poem by Norman Santos
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For I must tell you that we artists cannot tread the path of Beauty without Eros keeping company with us and appointing himself as our guide.
quote by Thomas Mann
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Difficulties with women
It’s difficult to dress a woman
According to her wish,
It’s easier to undress a woman
Against her wish.
It’s difficult to argue with a woman
Because she is always right,
It’s easier to agree with her
Without any fight.
It’s difficult to find the words
A woman would like to hear,
It’s easier to keep silent
If you want to be her dear.
It’s difficult to guess her mood
So that to be understood,
It’s easier to tell her a funny story
And once more to say: sorry.
It’s difficult to explain
How much you miss her
It’s easier to give her a kiss
For her to remember you and miss.
It’s difficult to remember
All woman’s wishes and dates,
It’s easier to make a fete
She could enjoy every day.
It’s difficult to stand
When a woman cries,
It’s easier to listen
When she tells you lies.
It’s difficult to pretend
When you don’t love a woman
It’s easier to play a fool.
To play games without any rule.
There are many difficulties
You can find with women
But I would say without a doubt:
There is always the way out.
Anyone can add much more
To the words I’ve said above
If you have life experience
And know the science of love.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Perhaps He Can Tell Us What He Knows
If one continues to remove obstacles,
Off of one's path.
And a journey one has taken has had,
Nothing but obstructions along the way.
To make it easier for others to follow.
One day someone will ask,
To have a curiosity finally revealed.
'This path we have taken,
Seems to have been cleared...
Prior to us getting here.
Who planted the trees and flowers,
Along this path and paved it?
How can we rightfully call ourselves pioneers,
When someone else obviously...
Had to have been here before we came.'
~That's a very good question.
Let us wait until others awaken to notice.
But for now we will take the credit.
There appears to be an elderly man up ahead,
Picking weeds.
Perhaps he can tell us what he knows.
And then we can document that with re-writes.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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