Which mother is right?
‘Seek someone, cling to him,
Lean on him, rely on him
And be prepared to die with him, ’
A climber taught its seedlings.
‘Repel the next, stand alone,
Spread wings, rely on self,
And be prepared to brave the storm, ’
A tree taught its saplings.
Which mother is right?
31.08.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Rely On Me
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Rely on me
Devil take tomorrow
Take these blues away
Too much pain and sorrow
All our yesterdays
Theres a world a waiting
Where you reap just what you sow
No good contemplating
So come with me and watch it grow
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
Moon is bright in my sky
Nightingale sings sweet sweet
Youre the song in my heart
Put your faith in me
Lets not cool the spirit
Waste each others time
Its my world I want you in it
Trust in me and what were sure to find
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXII: Well Prepared
It’s not because a paranoia
It’s not because too cautious
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because a behavior
It’s not because a ritual
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because a genius
It’s not because a clairvoyant
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because detailed analysis
It’s not because calculative plan
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because great strategy
It’s not because flexible mind
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because fantastic budget
It’s not because faithful skill
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because full concentration
It’s not because amateur luck
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because long experience
It’s not because under pressure creativity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because improved condition
It’s not because natural selection
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because the way of destiny
It’s not because the welcome opportunity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because calmness
It’s not because maturity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because success experiment
It’s not because perfect system
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because evil prediction
It’s not because love attention
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because reliable power
It’s not because easy adaptation
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because giving in
It’s not because believing
It’s just well prepared
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I Cant Rely On You
Im feeling my mind is
Blowing me out of place right now
I cannot deny it
So I wont and I keep defying
Those lies you toss, your fake loves a loss
Is why I cant rely and have no trust
In you - yes, its true, Im thru with you
Cause if I look back this aint straight out of the blue
Hah - you dont have a clue - but - whats up
With all of these times when you never stood by me
You never been with me, you never said once at all that youd miss me
I cant deny its true - I cant rely on you
Chorus:
Dont have no faith no more in you
I cant rely on you
Cant walk a mile no more with you
I cant rely on you
Youre full of lies and nothings true
I cant rely on you
I know its tough but true - I cant rely on you
I wonder have you once
Tried to walk the way I thought we could
Selfrighteous, all you stress
What was right, what was wrong, let me guess
The thing was never born guess
Ive been ripped and torn
Just to please your life but now I feel scorn
You fool - what do you think I am? - a tool?
I sure will forget your name
Cool, cause I cant stand or understand
Just how much for your sake,
Just how much I could take
When you were trying to break,
When you were trying to fake
The whole world I tried to save but now I just hate
I cant deny its true - I cant rely on you
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Man Is The Climber
Who is possessive-
The tree or the climber?
It must be the climber
who only clings to it.
Who is the climber-
The wife or the husband?
It must be the husband
Who only kills the paramour
And vindicates his possessiveness.
06.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Rain On Me
let the color all drain out
won't you draw the curtains down on me?
silence never spoke so loud
it's what i need
so let me be
with my disease
and i said
please don't let it rain on me
because i realize i can't rely on you for what i need
yea I said
please don't let it rain on me
cause i ain't got no shelter from this storm
on market street cars all stand still
this city is so beautiful tonight
i'll drink you up to get my fill
but i don't beleive
it's come to these
so naturally
and i said
please don't let it rain on me
because i realize i can't rely on you for what i need
yea I said
please don't let it rain on me
cause i ain't got no shelter from this storm
into this mind and body i was born
and i realize by know that i have lost control
but i'll be okay
i know i'll be okay
song performed by by Zox
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Are You Ready?
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to climb another mountain
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to swim across the ocean
Are you ready?
Be prepared
To fill you plate
Be prepared
Dont hesitate
Be prepared
For a great big bust
Be prepared
To do what you must
Be prepared
To take a hit
Be prepared
To go for it
Be prepared
For a sneak attack
Be prepared
Just dont look back
They say, where theres a will theres a way
Weve heard, these are the things that they say
So.
Reach out for that big fat star
Stick to the groove
And go real far
Outrun the ones who steal the abar (? ? )
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to blast into the future
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to rearrange the picture
Are you ready?
song performed by by Devo
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Faith the Facts
Search out all things of good report.
Consider each one carefully,
things are not always as you thought.
As you will find most probably.
What you were taught to be the truth
is very often far from true.
Lessons taught you in your youth
by those you thought knew more than you.
As you mature you learn to see.
They taught you their own biased view
Which you examine critically
And then discard most as untrue.
Your old beliefs grow obsolete.
Examine all the evidence
New facts emerge though incomplete,
you then accept what makes most sense.
What you were taught no longer true.
You can’t rely on faith alone.
Although the clergy urge you to
Because too much remains unknown
Wednesday,25 November 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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California must be all American or all Chinese. We are resolved that it shall be American, and are prepared to make it so. May we not rely upon your sympathy and assistance?
quote by Denis Kearney
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The Storm
The Storm is coming
The day when nothing will matter
When troubles will be gone and war will be history
The storm is coming
Make you are prepared
it will come with no warning.
No one will know the day of it destruction
The storm is coming
Feel it's wrath
Everything you do now will be meaningless
Everything sticks and nothing is forgotten
The day of judgement is at hand
The storm is coming
Have you taken heed
Have you changed your ways
Have seen the errors you have made
Have you heard the sound of pain you have caused
The storm is coming and those who don't take heed will fall.
The storm is coming
It will be unavoidable
Be prepared and be afraid
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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A Taste of Artistic Temper
Just because I write,
Don't think I'm lightweight on my toes.
A few got that confused...
And found themselves with bloodied noses!
My father taught me how to box,
And my mother taught me to play baseball...
Which I played a lot and enjoyed!
I didn't find myself into the creative arts...
It found me.
Some folks think I'm delusional.
Until they get a taste of artistic temper!
And it can switch from hot to cold.
Oh...
I love to cook,
And prepare my body for any type of touch!
Invitation only...of course!
I hate to be rude to anyone left outside knocking!
It adds too much flair to the dramatics,
I've already setup and prepared!
'Hello...
Welcome to my moment! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are The Mother Beneath Our Wings Dedicated to my mother who thought she had nothing to give-but gave the wisest things!
You are the mother beneath our wings, born into poverty brought us the
wealth of many kings, When you art young and don't have anything, you rely on
your Mother to give you everything, For a poor mother who had nothing you gave the
wisest things, You are the Mother beneath our wings.
Being poor was a rich experience for us and heartbreaking for you
You planted many seeds and nourished your ten kids needs
You gave us the wealth of may kings-coming from poverty taught us many things
The way you loved your life, being the kissin' bandit's wife
We were dirt poor, but it wasn't all bad
If material wealth as all we had-We wouldn't appreciate life and be thankful for what
we have. What you gave was unique, prized above material things
To each child special gifts you did bring
We were never too poor to give something-when you think you can't give nothing
You van give the wisest things-The love you gave will be treasured more than anything
When the trumpet blows and you rise up to meet your king
REMEMBER the lilies blooming in spring and that you gave your best in EVERYTHING!
poem by Miriam McKee
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Mom
You held me in your arms for the first time,
Warm tears were rolling down on your white cheeks,
And for the first time, I felt the love's delight,
I understood that this is how love speaks.
Drops of happiness betrayed your infinite excitement,
Our two hearts as one then began to beat,
entering in a new stage of love's enlightenment,
Your smile was angelic, and your breath so sweet.
So many sick days you watched over me,
Whispering with love, “You’ll be fine!”
So many late nights spent on your knee,
You taught me love's reason to shine.
You were there with me when I took the first step,
You taught me when to move and when to stand still,
When to leave my worries on the doorstep,
You have inspired me with your power and your will.
You gave me comfort in pain and sorrow,
You were always by my side,
You taught me what's tomorrow,
You taught me how to read and how to write.
You walked with me on my first day of school,
The first book that we read together, it’s now long past,
You taught me that to be myself is cool,
To live each day as the first one or maybe as the last.
With love and tender, you corrected all of my mistakes,
I still remember how you told me; You are the best!
No matter how much hurts or what it takes,
You always have to live the truth and stand the test.
You taught me to say what I think and what I feel,
Without any fear, always watching the sky,
To dream but also to know what is real,
To be powerful when I'm down and modest when I'm up high.
You taught me to comfort others with my love,
And to spread the Light, all around me,
You told me that I am a child of God's above,
You taught me to believe in Eternity!
So many precious things you planted in my heart,
You gave me life and taught me how to live it too,
You're up in Heaven, but we'll never be apart,
Today, tomorrow, always Mother, I Love You.
poem by Marius Alexandru (28 February 2021)
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Total Consumption
We rely on symbols—caricatures
Designed for mass-seduction and allure.
We blindly believe in our avatars,
Surmising possibilities that are
Perversions of our pragmatic nature.
The frozen imagery literature
Provides us exists only to obscure
Our acknowledgement—to drift us afar.
We rely on symbols.
Because society cannot secure
The spectacles of our still immature
Thoughts, we embellish these facets that mar
Enjoyment with what could exceed the stars—
A compensation for corporature.
We rely on symbols.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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There is no other way.
If you don’t rely on your mother,
Who else is a better person to?
If you don’t lean on your spouse,
Who else is a better person to?
If you don’t depend on your offspring,
Who else is better persons to?
You must amend yourself
There is no other way.
04.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Children of the World #3
The children as they live today, are future
disease carriers. They have no hygiene knowledge.
AS they grow, and mature. They must be taught
proper health care. Starting with the simple
washing of their hands.
They must be taught how to care for, keep their
bodies clean to prevent diseases from occuring.
proper hygiene is a necessity.
Sex education must be taught to prevent unwanted
children. Also to curb the population explosion.
Young men, as well as the girls must learn to
become responsible adults.There must be a new mind
set about sex. It is not always about producing
children. men and women need to be taught proper
hygiene. Men taught, and provided with protection.
Women must be taught, and receive birth control
pills, or shots.
Our Bible clearly tells us, raise up your children
in the way they should go, and when they are old,
they will not depart from it.This is a lesson,
well taken all things are possible with God's help.
When these things I write about begin to happen.
New societies will begin to emerge. The Children
of the world will be prepared to face the future.
they will look for a tomorrow with anticipation
poem by Heather Burns
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Parting shot for JB Earley
Snowflakes dance like butterflies
before my disbelieving eyes.
I was prepared to sing springs song
But it appears that I was wrong.
King Winter has not fled the scene,
despite the new shoots showing green.
But merely waiting in the wings
to find a chance to upset things.
This has to be his final try
he can’t rely on his ally.
The wind will change soon as it should
to a soft breeze to suit the mood
of spring who will repaint anew
The world that winter hid from view.
21-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Of Course
of course, I love you
but there's nothing I can do
when I have to leave beside you
we need food and shelter
so I have to go to work.
of course I have regrets
but there's nothing I can do
when I have to act right away
I'm the only one who can act
so I have to be brave to rely on myself.
of course I am full of hopes
but there's nothing I can do
when sometimes I feel weak
I'm only human
so I have to seek and find
inspiration.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Thanks Mom for Everything!
You are my Mother,
My Mentor
My Maker
You taught me how to be nice
To read
To write.
You taught me how to pick up after myself
Believe in myself.
You showed me your mistakes
So I could be a better person.
You taught me to believe in Jesus.
You are my MOM
You are the reason I am here today!
Thank You Mom.
poem by Walter Burlock
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Be Prepared (Fun Poem 93)
Be prepared; be prepared,
that statement does not apply
to anyone in the British Government.
They are never prepared
except for grabbing taxes;
they are prepared for that, yes.
To keep the country running,
they are never prepared for that.
A couple of inches of snow
and they are running around like headless chickens
wondering just what to do.
They ignore the weather warnings
and end up with egg on their faces.
It is obvious they were never in the Boy Scouts.
Now the Scouts are always prepared.
They keep a condom in their wallet
in case any frisky Girl Guide should pass their way.
Unlike the British Government
who has to apologise for their lack of for-thought,
when they knew it would snow.
3 February 2009
poem by David Harris
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There's Something Sexy About The Rain
She spread her arms and spun around
In a summer island storm
In a field of sugarcane
She taught me how and showed me why
There's something sexy about the rain
And sometimes it rained all night
And everything she did was perfect
And every way we were was right
We loved like there was no tomorrow
Then suddenly tomorrow came
And it was raining at the airport
And kept on raining on the plane
She only loved me for a season
But my heart won't ever be the same
Even now her love's the reason
There's something sexy about the rain
And sometimes when it's pouring down
I feel her kisses on my skin
I spread my arms and spin around
And let that summer island storm
Hit me like a hurricane
It's like she's right here whispering
There's something sexy about the rain
She followed me back to the city
In a picture in my mind
She's still young and she's still pretty
And even after all this time
There's something sexy about the rain
She said as it came pouring down
It feels like kisses on my skin
She spread her arms and spun around
In a summer island storm
In a field, in a field of sugarcane
She taught me how and showed me why
There's something sexy about the rain
She taught me how and she's still why
There's something sexy about the rain
Something sexy about the rain
Feels like kisses on my skin
In a summer island storm
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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