Up and down
The accepted are rejected
And the rejected are accepted
In due course. Curse not
If you are not now accepted.
28.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Put Me First
I accepted
that you did not put me first.
But you kept
putting me last. All the time.
Last
was the last place I wanted to be.
I once wanted
to be put first. By someone. Sometime.
I accepted that you
did not put me first.
But last
was a place, that I could not, bear to be.
Last was a place,
that ones true love, cannot placed be.
Ones true love,
is someone we run to, have to see.
I accepted that you did not
put me first.
But you
did not love me enough my love.
You neglected me,
rejected me, when me you did not see.
Therefore you
are going to lose my love.
Do not
forever try my sacrifice love.
Or else
I shall die, when I say goodbye, my love.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Be offensive to gain
Truth suffers from judgment on two counts.
False arguments are not totally rejected;
True arguments are not totally accepted.
A compromise is struck in mind in between.
The offensive will ultimately gain.
10.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pettily honest is the big cheat.
First you build up your credibility.
Then what you say or do are accepted.
Treacherous men started as honest men.
Don’t believe them for what they have been.
08.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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That Which I Do Not Know
How do I know what I know?
I've accepted faith as my reward,
For understanding.
I've accepted the experience of stumbling...
And not allow defeat,
To stop an ability I have to get back on my feet!
I've accepted humiliation to assist in my self evaluation.
I've accepted criticsms of all kinds.
I've accepted heartbreak to mend any bitterness.
With a forgiveness that God will defend...
And correct misdeeds done!
How do I know what I know?
I know I did not bleed without pain!
I know I did not recover from wounds alone.
I know I don't have all the answers!
And that was the beginning...
Of knowing something I could not debate.
It is what it is.
And could not be what it is not!
How do I know what I know?
That which I do not know...
I do not!
And I will admit,
I am prepared to learn.
'That' I choose not to stop!
I am not living my life to hide from it!
Or deny what it has to offer.
I do observe some fantasizing pain.
I am not that advanced!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Is the Kind of Life
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
We are born to believe,
What is fed to us.
This 'feeding' is received...
And what is perceived,
We with others retrieve with like minds!
Preferring to find those of the same kind,
With like 'experiences' shared without fear!
And fear keeps us all indoctrinated to accept doubt!
Isn't that what marketing peace is about?
With the realization it will never be found...
As we rely on the production of conflict and confusion,
To always be identified!
Knowing that as well as we do.
And hoping this in our lives stays around!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
And is kept alive to thrive...
In comfort zones,
Until the day we die!
Leaving those who defy these 'truths'...
Spilling their guts out in confession booths.
Or squeezing themselves to sit in pews...
As they listen to hypocrites from pulpits preach,
To leech on minds already screwed and confused!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
Listening to teachings,
That 'demons' from hell have no wings...
Allowing to be demoralized on Sunday,
Learning more about the devil...
As we hear these 'disciples' sing!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another One Accepted It
It was rejected by one and,
Another one accepted it;
The laws,
The statements,
The Commandments,
The rules,
The judgements,
The orders! !
And, life is always like that.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sexes are not equal
Many cups to sip from,
Many beds to sleep on,
It is accepted.
One cup for many and
One bed for many to use,
It is resented.
A woman bears with a man
Who has other women.
It is not vice versa..
Where’s sex equality?
19.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Assimilation
We are all united as one.
That is our policy!
And with any assimilation,
Considered to be done...
It 'has' to be understood,
Those of different ethnic and cultural...
Expressions to invest,
To expose a pride and diversity...
Will be rejected!
Unless...
It is confessed,
That 'our' way of doing things...
Is accepted as expected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Legends
We've seen them,
Being knocked down.
We've seem them,
Slandered and berated.
We've hurt them,
As they were...
Character assassinated.
And...
They were also ostracized and isolated.
So what will happen to them next?
'There are those who now wish to call them,
Legends.
And put that in a way that is for all effective.
With awards to honor them for what had been rejected.
With the hopes they will show up and all of us accepted,
As fans! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Power of Words
They can be written
spoken, whispered,
hidden, forbidden,
remembered,
forgotten.
They have their power
to be listened to,
to be read,
to be reflected,
accepted
or rejected.
They can build,
and rebuild
They can destroy
They can comfort
and heal.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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When God took it, he accepted it; when he brought it back, he accepted it. That's what's happening with me.
quote by James Brown
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Evil is a fact not to be explained away, but to be accepted and accepted not to be endured, but to be conquered. It is a challenge neither to our reason nor to our patience, but to our courage.
quote by John Andrew Holmes
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Will It Be Accepted?
Everybody seems to be in somebody's life...
With opinions to critique,
And exhaust one's frustrations...
That repeatedly affirms conflict.
To travel further...
Far from that peace to keep undisturbed in one's mind.
And trying with an overtime done to find it symbolized.
Hoping to recognize it when it comes.
But...
Will it be accepted?
Or has it already been rejected,
To be dismissed as not impressive enough to idolize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Groove By Groove
A gift
......... is not a gift
..................until accepted
A gift
...........of me to you
..................if accepted
A gift
...........of you to me
..................if accepted
A gift
............of we
..................when accepted
That’s love (Our Love)
July 07,2008
poem by Ben Gieske
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I get mad at people who talk about traumatic job interviews, about going on one and getting rejected. I get rejected all the time and not only do I get rejected, but people have no problem being really specific about why I was rejected.
quote by Julia Sweeney
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Hell Known as Home
Abused, Used
Neglected
and Confused
Rejected, Infected
Traumatically Affected
Bruised to the core,
Beaten on the floor,
Cried 'no more! '
But still left sore,
Blamed, Shamed
Numb
and Contained
Chained, Slain
to the Aches
and the Pain
Searched for support,
Thought to report,
Both cut short
With results all sort,
It was Listed!
The Pros and Cons
Both very long
The Counslers Insisted!
Papa would be gone
For what he done wrong,
But the Issue Persisted!
Mama needa be strong
To help Sista hold on
Since this Resolution
Held complex Solutions
I Rejected Revelation
And Accepted my
Situation
And so,
Alone,
I Roamed,
Not Stoned,
But Owned...
All the while
Loathing
my
Hell Known as Home.
poem by Karoliena Somura
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You were told how much space so it was a matter of whether you could send in two paintings or three paintings, you know, pending where the show was being held. You did submit work to be accepted. Once you were accepted that was it. You did your own selection of what went in.
quote by Lee Krasner
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Unappreciated
She was his toy, his plaything
to be put away when done.
And she, the fool accepted it
and accepted all the fun.
But at some point the fun she'd had
became a source of pain.
And like a doll that breaks into pieces
and is never played with again,
She stared at him with glassy eyes
wondering what he would do?
He simply left in search of another
and she realized she was through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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This Vision Is Not Man Made
Up from a continous bloom,
A beauty undaunted appears.
Through the crushes on paved concrete...
Nothing about its presence,
Seems to be obsolete.
Although those passing by,
Are disguised in accepted weaknesses.
This vision is not man made.
Nor has it accepted a growth...
Prevented by limitations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Life to Live
I've been connected!
To every aspect of my life.
I myself accepted.
Regardless of who thought that wrong,
Or right!
From birth I've known the path I walk.
And stubbornly I kept my aim.
I was prepared for rumors and the talk...
Long before my name change,
To label and brand...
The quality of my game!
Played by my command!
Oh yes!
I've been connected!
To every aspect of my life.
I myself accepted.
I've been connected!
To every aspect of my life.
I myself accepted.
Regardless of who thought that wrong,
Or right!
This is my life to live!
What is it on my resumé,
You find it difficult to believe?
Hmmm...?
And I am just getting started!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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