Rivals induce value
Though not good in looks,
She was the best of the three
Sitting opposite in the coach
And inevitably engaged me.
I must seduce her attention
To vie with a youth sitting by me.
I succeeded or it seemed so.
I alighted at my place
With the pain of leaving her with him.
08.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bottom
Lift your head up from the clouds
I know that you're shaking
Breaking down
How could you leave me
Garbage can
Never want to be your understand
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Lord can you help me get this weight off my shoulders
Can you help me I think I'm getting older
The pain that you left me deep within
How can I live living in sin
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
Sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom
How many times I gotta say
That you're never ever gonna get your way
Down in the gutter as I decay
Where you gonna leave me
Let me be
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me understand
And you know that I've tried
Don't you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
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Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me
[x2]
Sticks and stones breaking my bones
No your words aren't never gonna hurt me
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now i'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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Sitting In An Empty House
Sitting in an emtpy house
Waiting for the phone to ring
Sitting in an empty house
Wanting someone to call about anything
Sitting in an house
Just a cat for company
Sitting in an empty house
Will someone please take time for me?
Sitting in an empty house
No one knows I'm so alone
Sitting in an empty house
The pain I feel remains unknown
04/29/06
Under the Sunset Sky
Sitting under the sunset sky
Laying around I wonder why
You value me so much more
Than any other you’ve met before
Why you feel so safe by me
And no the others that you see
Sitting under the sunset sky
I find comfort and I sigh
Knowing all is well by you
Having peace in all I do
Watching my troubles fall away
Not wanting then back any day
Sitting under the sunset sky
When you’re sad I want to cry
Feeling you’re sorrow, hurt and pain
When it’s done, all for gain
Drawing away from the past
What’s done is done and shouldn’t last
Sitting under the sunset sky
Only thing to do is deny
The comfort found when we’re alone
Feelings around us never shown
If only to live for how we feel
Soon this love would we seal
Sitting under the sunset sky
Longing for you by and by
Can’t get you off my mind
All the reasons trying to find
Thinking so hard never to know
Why you might care for me so
Sitting under the sunset sky
Hoping you won’t chose another guy
To be the one, to live the life
That good men live, without strife
To be with you is my goal
Are you the match for my soul?
Sitting under the sunset sky
To be with you when I die
Would be the best of any dream
Looking around, you see me beam
I’ve found the one out of all
Now it’s done, this task not small
poem by Brian Potthast
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I get asked this a lot: Why has soccer not succeeded? My answer is, soccer has succeeded. It is already the fastest growing youth participation sport in the U.S. It has already succeeded at the youth level, no question.
quote by Lamar Hunt
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Nice To Dream
There are days when you wish
you were lazing on a sunny beach
in the tropics somewhere.
Sitting under a palm tree
with a beautiful woman under your arm,
alone just the two of you
without a care in the world.
Sitting there watching the sun
slip out of the sky in the west
and the moon slowly climbing in the east.
If only this was reality,
but it is nice to dream at least.
5 July 2007
poem by David Harris
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In An Aquarium
We were sitting
Just sitting
By the hotel pool
With my mothers cousin
Just sitting
As if
Nothing
Was
Wrong
Or, it looked that way
To the people walking by
Looking through the glass walls
Like we were fish in an aquarium
We were, in a way
There was, after all, water
Also, there is no way
You'd know
If a fish had just confessed
To
Its
Mother
That it had been
Sexually
Abused
By its father
There is no way
You'd know
That they had just ran away from home
Leaving only a note that said
'Fred, we've gone to a hotel'
Just like
Nothing
Was
Wrong
There's no way
To know
What someone is feeling
When they're
In
An
Aquarium
poem by Sparklle Rainne
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The Truth will kill you (comment any suggestions please! !)
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The scars in my soul all seem too real.
The wound is jus too deep to heal.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
Ignorance is only bliss
Left in this dark, cold abyss.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The pain is too much to bare.
So deeply I long to not care.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
poem by Nikki Chauhan
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I'm a survivor
I'm a survivor of sexual, physical, and mental abuse for many years. I've searched for help from a lot of people and nobody has figured out my signs and yelling out of attention for help.
I'm a survivor cutting and being suicidal. taking 17 pills of seraquel in September 2007 almost dieing in the hospital with my family sitting next to me as i lay there half asleep almost dieing.
I'm a survivor of pain and depression. I've had a bad childhood and some bad parents. My surviving is because of people believing in me. My family caused most of my pain and depression. I'm not trying to blame but its the truth. Sometimes i still think I'm suffering from pain and depression. I try so hard not to slip into relapse. I must be really important to people and God because I'm a real survivor.
poem by Phoenix Strezze
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Whom do you want to sit with?
Sitting with wise people makes you wise
Sitting with rich people increases your pride
Sitting with unfortunates makes you humble
Sitting with ignorant makes you more puzzle
Sitting with traitors can make you traitors too
Along whom do you sit with, it is up to you!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Sitting In The Midday Sun
(sung by the tramp)
Im sitting by the side of a river
Underneath the pale blue sky
Ive got no need to worry, Im in no hurry
Im looking at the world go by.
Just sitting in the midday sun,
Just soaking up that currant bun,
With no particular purpose or reason
Sitting in the midday sun.
Everybody say Im lazy
They all tell me get a job you slob,
Id rather be a hobo walking round with nothing
Than a rich man scared of losing all hes got.
So Im just sitting in the midday sun
Just soaking up that currant bun,
Why should I have to give my reasons
For sitting in the midday sun
Oh look at all the ladies
Looking their best in their summer dresses,
Oh sitting in the sun.
Ive got no home,
Ive got no money
But who needs a job when its sunny. wah wah.
I havent got a steady occupation
And I cant afford a telephone.
I havent got a stereo, radio or video
A mortgage, overdraft, a bank loan.
The only way that I can get my fun
Is by sitting in the midday sun
With no particular purpose or reason
Sitting in the midday sun.
Oh listen to the people,
Say Im a failure and Ive got nothing,
Ah but if they would only see
Ive got my pride,
Ive got no money,
But who needs a job when its sunny. wah wah.
Everybody thinks Im crazy,
And everybody says Im dumb,
But when I see the people shouting at each other
Id rather be an out of work bum.
So Im just sitting in the midday sun
Just soaking up that currant bun,
With no particular purpose or reason
Sitting in the midday sun.
song performed by by Kinks
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Sitting In The Middle Of It
My heart feels like it's split open wide and bleeding.
As I'm sitting in the middle of it.
Nothing I had lived prepared me for what I had to see.
As I'm,
Sitting in the middle of it.
I do feel guilty.
I am no saint.
I am not trying to hide away,
What it is that I'm feeling.
I do feel guilty.
I am no saint.
I am not trying to hide away,
What it is that I'm feeling.
Sitting in the middle of it...
I am no saint.
I'm not trying to hide away,
What it is that I'm feeling.
Sitting in the middle of it...
I do feel guilty.
But I'll never hide away from you...
My feelings.
Sitting in the middle of it...
I do feel guilty.
But I'll never hide away from you...
My feelings.
Sitting in the middle of it...
I am no saint.
And I'll never hide from you...
My feelings.
And I'll,
Never hide from you...
My feelings.
And I'll,
Never hide from you...
My feelings.
Sitting in the middle of it.
Sitting in the middle of it,
And I'm...
Sitting in the middle of it.
Sitting in the middle of it,
And I'm...
Sitting in the middle of it.
Sitting in the middle of it,
And I'm...
Sitting in the middle of it.
And I'm...
Sitting in the middle of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flippity Floppity Plop
am sitting by the side of a pond,
the fresh morning crisp,
full of new born oxygen,
waiting to meet my lungs
am sitting watching still waters,
the liquid surface glassy,
thin like gossamer,
unbroken by bulbous eyed frogs
am sitting inhaling the silken fog,
the moist sweetness enlivening
wispy blanket around,
wrapping me in my thoughts
am sitting listening to birds,
deep distant sounds,
some quarreling, others singing,
my eardrums playing along
am sitting giving nature company,
lilies quietly rubbing their eyes
lazy morning stretching her arms,
sunlight plucking his guitar
am sitting by the side of awe,
when a cheery little fish
breaks through the surface
and flips me a good morning plop
poem by Prathap Suthan
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Where lies the lust?
?
In a running train,
sitting opposite, he and she
spent their journey,
little engaged in talks,
but mostly outside in gaze.
Husband and wife, they’re.
Another pair likewise
spent their journey
in incessant talks,
often by inventing,
conscious of each other.
Husband and wife, they’re not.
05.04.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beach Chairs
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the setting sun
holding hands and reminiscing
how it all begun
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the ships out on the sea
holding hands and smiling
together we're meant to be
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching people walking past
holding hands and knowing
that our love will always last
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the waves along the shore
holding hands we realize
our love is stronger than before
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the changing tide
holding hands with happiness
to be by each others side
Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the sunrise
holding hands with tears of joy
there are no more good-byes
poem by Joyce Ebrecht
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Andy Warhol Was Right
Twisted Little Daydreams
Memories with pain
Locking me behind the closet door
I will be a good boy
Promise I wont run
Sit quite in my room
Playing with my toy gun
Now I'm older but the memories
still eat me like disease.
Alone in the darkness
watching you on my t.v.
Why did God make you so famous
when he only spit on me.
I want to bathe in your light.
I want to be on the news.
If I take your life
its nothing personal.
Just a boy and his toy gun
dying for attention.
I'm sitting on the steps.
The sun is sinking low.
The world gets very quiet
as the street lamps start to glow.
I step out and I raise my gun
time just seems to slow.
For a moment I can see myself
trapped in your reflection.
I'm angry and I'm lonely
and I'm dying for attention.
I want to bathe in your light.
I want to be on the news.
If I take your life
its nothing personal.
Just a boy and his toy gun
dying for attention.
Dying for attention.
Mama
song performed by by Warrant
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Thirst for love
I was sitting in room
Busy reading a book
A call from a bird
Diverted my attention
She was sitting
On the window grill
Chirping in full volume
Trying hard to seek my attention
Her color was eye catching
Her looks attracted me
Her beauty no less
Instantly created ripples in me
In her I saw somebody who loved me
I wanted to hold her
Make love and feel her
As I was about to fulfill my desire
A vulture came from nowhere
Picked the bird in its claws
And flew to the sky with her
My love for her,
Her desire for me
Was a thirst neither of us
Could quench
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Sitting In A Dream
I'm just passing time before the Ball
Playing my guitar
I don't have to be where I don't want to be at all
Maybe I'll go far
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Ah, in a dream
Sitting in a landscape full of sighs
Dream away the day
Making up a tune about the blueness of the skies
This is where I'll stay
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Oh, in a dream
Watching as a red and white balloon
Sails across my mind
In between the images that drift along my tune
Smile as they unwind
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Ah, in a dream
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Liar
Verse 1:
We found a place to be
So far from despondency
But you found a thousand ways
To shadow up my face
-Your kisses turned from hot to cold
-And I felt like a centerfold
-Cheap 'n' nasty with dirty men
-Lookin' for love
-That they never will get
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Verse 2:
You took a quick escape
But left your lies in perfect shape
As long as my memories live
I never will forgive you
-So if we meet somewhere tonight
-You'd better be set to fight
-In the darkness of missing stars
-You won't see me
-But you'll feel me inside
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
-The winds of change blow through my soul
-And the warlords try to take control
-I will never rely on you
-And the pain will hit you
-Shame on you
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Why My Attire Gets Older?
Sitting at the banks of rivers,
looking at the water.
Their thought goes,
as the aimless water.
All of a sudden,
acquired this state.
Just had a nap,
nap of working tirelessly,
nap of fulfilling the duties,
wake up and find out,
the changed attire, wrinkled.
Look at the legs,
how many miles walked,
Look at the hands,
how much effort undertaken.
Can; t see the heart and the lungs,
damages can; t be ascertained,
with cataract and hearing aid.
Sitting at the fancy malls,
Looking at the young crowd,
thinking, if God makes,
the young age longer or
God can shorten the old age or,
a Child and then a youth,
Eternal youth..
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Cry In Silence
Decided in my early youth pain is good,
while I am crying sitting here, watching
everything very precious to me falling
apart, I am glad in my deepest mind,
rejoice in the opportunity to feel pain
again, I am much too successful in
evading pain, it should catch up with
me from time to time, I follow my list
of things not to do faithfully, it is only
by chance I cry about serious pain, I
gave up ambition to resign myself to
be the dunce at work, a spurned fool,
it is great practising to be impervious
to pain about things we cannot change
- so why does it hurt so much, the only
thing left is to cry in silence…
[The only thing i have accomplished
is to hide all evidence of experience
brilliant to save face]
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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