Shameless Begging
Having stooped, one’s climbed the ladder.
Having begged, one has come to the limelight.
Begging might be open or in secret.
He might be shameless and insensitive.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Livin In The Limelight
**everybody wants to be a star
Living in the limelight
A big house and a fancy car
Living in the limelight
Everybody gonna know your name
Surely pleased to meet you
Ask you for your autograph
See your latest feature
In the middle of the middle of a dream
Living in the limelight
See yourself on the silver screen
Living in the limelight
*how you gonna keep em down on the farm
Never make em happy
How you gonna keep em close to home
Everybodys leavin, headin for hollywood
Everybody has a fantasy
Living in the limelight
A personality
Living in the limelight
Hypnotisin the roar of the crowd
Living in the limelight
Never heard of stagefright
First one back for the curtain call
Fall in love with the spotlight
On the cover of a magazine
Living in the limelight
In your limousine
Living in the limelight
Everybody gonna know your name
Living in the limelight
Say, gonna be pleased to meet you
Living in the limelight
Living in the lime, living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
They go to hollywood, be a star
Living in the limelight...
(* repeat)
(**repeat)
song performed by by Peter Cetera
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Limelight
Im in the limelight
No time for sun ray
We are the happening
This day is our day
Im in the limelight ah ah
Big on my block now ah ah
Im in the limelight ah ah
Im in the limelight
Im in love
With myself
Please dont break the spell
Or give to someone else
I am a success
At least for a short while
I make decisions
Influence people
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Overloaded Ego
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most.
There are those who have the talent,
For being obnoxious.
Saying anything...
To agitate their lack of skills,
To rise to the top!
With sleaze categorizing,
Ambitions they will never ever drop.
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
Yes!
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most...
At any given opportunity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ladder To The Sun
From the very start
Came Earth parted
Broke up into pieces and
I was sure I could have missed it
It could risked it
But I put myself into your hands
Cause you're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
You're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
I can run my courses
Opposing forces
Then I...
If you want me you can have me
Oh take me, oh baby grab me
Cause if you want me then you can have me
Cause you're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
You're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
you cannot run
I had it all and I risked it
I had it all and I risked it all
And I risked it all
And I risked it all
A ladder to the
A Ladder to the sun
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
And I risked it all
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
And I risked it all
I risked it all
I had it all
I risked it all
A ladder to the sun
song performed by by Coldplay
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The Sounds In The Roof
At four in the morning we were awakened
by sounds coming from up in the roof.
It sounded like whispering and music,
and we were puzzled to tell the truth.
At first we thought it was our neighbours,
but then remembered they had gone away.
We decided to go up there and investigate,
so got a ladder, and a torch to show the way.
We could hear the sounds quite clearly,
as we climbed the ladder to the loft.
We whispered so no one could hear us
and at one stage we nearly fell off.
I slowly opened the roofs trap door
and shone my torch all around,
but I couldn’t see anything unusual,
and couldn’t hear a sound.
Bewildered, we climbed down the ladder
and decided to go back to bed,
but as soon as our heads touched the pillows
we wished we were elsewhere instead.
The sounds had returned, and much louder,
so we went up the ladder again.
It went quiet as soon as I raised the trap door,
this time I searched, but in vain.
We concluded that the wind was the problem,
as it came down the chimney pot.
But in hindsight we were only fooling ourselves
because we hear the sounds if it’s windy or not.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Fairy Tales Sand Castles
He says he looks in the mirror
And he can't tell anymore
Who he really is and who they believe him to be
And he says he walks a thin line
Between what is and what could be
And he's getting closer
To something he can understand
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
It's a long way down
(Chorus)
On and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
He says his head is filled with
Cartoons and fairy tails
And he's trapped inside a dungeon of dolls
With smiles on their faces
He's built a pretty cage
His shows on a beautiful stage
With candy coated prison bars
And chains that look like jewelry
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
(Repeat chorus)
On and on and on and on he goes on and on
On and on and on and on he goes on and on
Cause he lives inside
Of fairy tails and castles now
And there's room inside
For false expectations and illusions
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
There was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
It's a long way down
(Repeat chorus 2 times)
On and on and on and on he goes on and on
On and on and on and on he goes on and on
On and on and on and on he goes on and on
song performed by by Lifehouse
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A shameless goose
You cannot avoid
Being at the receiving end.
So you have to be
At the mercy of others.
You cannot avoid
Being at the expecting end.
You have to be
At the pleasure of others.
Be supple, not stiff.
Be insensitive.
People may brand you
A shameless goose.
03.10.20110
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Limelight
(alan parsons/ eric woolfson)
Producer for bonnie: stephan power
I can see the glow
Of the distant sun
I can feel it inside
Maybe this day
Could be the one
I can hear the roar
Of the distant crowd
They are waiting for me
Calling my name
Shouting out loud
Limelight
You were all I ever wanted, since it all began
Limelight
Shining on me, telling the world who I am
Oh, limelight
Dont let me slip right through you fingers
Theres along way to fall
After all the years of waiting
Im going to show them all
I can see the world
In a different light
Now its easy to say
Where I went wrong
What I did right
Holding on isnt always easy
I am gonna change my mind
Limelight
You were all I ever wanted, since it all began
Limelight
Shining on me, telling the world who I am
Oh, limelight
Dont let me slip right through you fingers
Theres along way to fall
(instrumental)
Limelight
You were all I ever wanted, since it all began
Limelight
Shining on me, telling the world who I am
Yeah, limelight
Dont let me slip right through you fingers
Theres along way to fall
Maybe the roads not easy
Im gonna show them all
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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I Didn't Sell To You What You Bought
Why are you so insensitive?
'Insensitive?
I didn't sell to you what you bought.
Nor was I there to promise you fulfillment.
You are the one experiencing buyer's remorse.
What do you expect from me?
Empathy?
Remember...
You were the one to argue with me,
About minding my own business.
Since you didn't solicit any recommendations.
And if you sought suggestions...
It would be from someone,
You believed had more experience and expertise.
I'm not being insensitive.
I'm keeping it real.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A shadow from my past
i wonder if details matter,
it happened so long ago,
is it really important?
do i really need to know,
who and why?
you a shadow from the past,
but you haunt my mind,
just knowing part of what you did,
makes me wonder why i trusted you,
i begged not to see you,
but my begging wasn't strong enough,
not without a reason why,
so i continue to be abused,
i was scared of you,
is that the reason you remain,
being a shadow in my thoughts?
i blocked you out,
just like the pain,
no longer have a face,
but yet you remain a mystery,
in my past,
i'm starting to think,
it should be where you stay,
no need to open a can of worms,
that don't need to be open,
for me to understand the whole story.
poem by Mona Martinez
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The Ladder
when you climb the ladder
you have become too insensitive
focusing your eyes
upon the fruits up the tree
you have had not the chance to ask
about its own ambitions too
or at least about some of its most
simple dreams
to lean upon a wall
when you step upon one of its arms
you never ever heard any complaint from its feet
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fairy Tails And Castles
He sighs and looks in the mirror
He can't tell anymore
Who he really is and who they believe him to be
And he sighs and walks in a thin line
Between what is and what could be
He's getting closer
To something he can't understand
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
And there was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
He sighs his head is filled with
Cartoons and fairy tales
And he's trapped inside a dungeon of dolls
With smiles on their faces
He's built a pretty cage
Hit shows on a beautiful stage
With candy coated prison bars
And chains that look like jewelry
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
And there was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes
Dancing in mansions made of twigs
And castles made of sand
Cause he lives inside
Of fairy tails and castle lands
And there's room inside
For false expectations and illusions
Cause there's a crack in his plastic crown
And his throne of ice is melting
He climbed his ladder
And there was nothing there
And now it's a long way down
It's a long way down
Cause on and on and on he goes dancing on the grave
Of what he thought was still alive
On and on and on he goes
Dancing in m
song performed by by Lifehouse
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Success is a ladder which cannot be climbed with hands in your pocket.
Success is a ladder that cannot be climbed with your hands in your pockets.
The ladder of success is best climbed by stepping on the rungs of opportunity.
Begging is sweet
Even begging will be sweet
If the giver is indebted to you
Or the begged thing is trivial
Or you beg for some one else
25.12.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Burning Ladder
Jacob
never climbed the ladder
burning in his dream. Sleep
pressed him like a stone
in the dust,
and when
he should have risen
like a flame to join
that choir, he was sick
of travelling,
and closed
his eyes to the Seraphim
ascending, unconscious
of the impossible distances
between their steps,
missed
them mount the brilliant
ladder, slowly disappearing
into the scattered light
between the stars,
slept
through it all, a stone
upon a stone pillow,
shivering, Gravity
always greater than desire.
poem by Dana Gioia
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Begging You
Im begging you,
Im begging you.
The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it
And he knew what to do with it,
Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
King bee in a frenzy, ready to blow, got the horn good to go wait
Oh, his stings all gone, now hes begging you, begging you
Here is a warning, the sky will divide
Since I took off the lid, theres nowhere to hide
Now Im begging you, Im begging you
This is a mystery not to be solved
But be minded, like minded, Im gone
Still Im with you, Im begging you, Im begging you
Give it over, give it over
Give it over, give it begging you
Give it over, give it over
Give it over, yeah Im begging you, Im begging you
Weigh it and say it, is it all in a name
Does it call you or maul you and drive you insane
Can it make you remember, time is in place
Now Im begging you, Im begging you
The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it
And he knew what to do with it
Everybody saw it, saw the dust that he made
Make all the dust that you can, make all the dust that you can
King bee in a frenzy ready to blow
song performed by by Stone Roses
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The God forgives mother
I begged the God for food.
It was not forthcoming.
I stole it and begged Him for forgiveness.
He didn’t forgive me.
I begged my mother for food.
I got it in no time.
She stole it and begged His pardon for it.
The God forgave my mother.
19.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Once He Begged
Once he
begged
for
crumbs
to eat.
Knelt
down
to
kiss
her
feet..
Trying
to be
kind
and
sweet..
Many
times
he
did
repeat..
Always
ending
in
defeat..
Looking
away
almost
beat..
No more
begging
now
concrete..
poem by Heather Burns
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