Man
as smart as we are
unintelligent may seem
goodness in our hearts
and pur all deeds
though now and then
filthy thoughts come creep
physically strong but
emotionally weak
when mistakes are made
unjustly we are judged
thought of bad
for a few who skulk
befitting for protection
but honesty not
20080202©
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The Hearts Filthy Lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Theres always the diamond friendly
Sitting in the laugh hotel
The hearts filthy lesson
With her hundred miles to hell
Oh, ramona, if there was only something between us
If there was only something between us
Other than our clothes
Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies
Paddy
Paddy, whos been wearing mirandas clothes?
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
Falls upon dead years
Oh ramona, if there was only some kind of future
Oh ramona, if there was only some kind of future
And these cerulean skies
Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies
Paddy, paddy?
Paddy will you carry me, I think Ive lost my way
Im already five years older Im already in my grave
Im already
Im already
Im already
Will you carry me?
Oh paddy, I think Ive lost my way
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the others
Its the hearts filthy lesson
What a fantastic death abyss
Tell the others
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the other
song performed by by David Bowie
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Judged
Will they judge me by the color of my skin
Instead by my soul and whats deep within
When I am greeted by either women or men
Will they even ask where I have been.
Will I be judged because I am a man
With my heart and feelings will they understand
Will I be greeted with an outreached hand
Will they hold it against me when I make a stand.
Will I be judged because I am old
And not wanting to do the things that I am told
Will they remember the good deeds that I sowed
As onto truth and honesty I will always hold.
Will I be judged because of the way I was
Once I found happiness and also love
But then I found out it was hate and also lust
So please tell me, how will I be judge.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Plus and minus
The brave reign over slaves;
Slaves submit to the brave.
The strong prevail on the weak;
The weak succumb to the strong
Woman is brave.
Man is strong.
Both rule each other.
one mentally and
the other physically.
Harmony wheels
02.10.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I am Alone
I feel so useless
Standing here
Watching pieces of me disappear
Disappearing slowly
I cannot do anything
Anything thay would stop the pain
What's worse I am and feel alone
I am dying and nobody knows
Or shall ever care
I feel emotionally and physically pain
Yet I don't know what feels worse
Each of this pain is scary
The thought of me dying all alone
Is the most terrifying
I am so scared
I yell loudly
And yet nobody seems to hear me
Or they don't want to hear me
I think they don't even want to see me
I made so many mistakes in life
I am disowned by my so called friends
And sadly I am disowned by my family
Like I said before
I am going to die all alone
With no care in the world
That I am dead or alive
poem by Makayla Straight
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The Past
Being together
Or being alone?
United we're strong
Divided weak
Though understanding lost
Memories kept
For truth be told
The past should
Be treated as gold
For what's not learnt
Shall never be known
'Cause tomorrows future
Depends on todays
Yesterdays
Without the one
The other can't be
Then no life
No love
No you
No me
[For M]
20080202©
poem by scarlette Phoenix
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Strong people make as many mistakes as weak people. Difference is that strong people admit their mistakes, laugh at them, learn from them. That is how they become strong.
quote by Richard J. Needham
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No More Praise
Once they said you were so sweet
But now they say that you are a cheat
So maybe then someday you might learn
Your deeds speak louder than any word
As you think walking down your street.
Once they said your soul was loyal
But now they say its used and soiled
So I say this to you my dear, dear friend
If you did once before you will do it again
You once had nothing but now you are spoiled.
Once they said you were knowledgeable
Now they say that you are intolerable
As you think your better than everyone else
And no one is as smart as yourself
Now your ways and acts are unpardonable.
Once they said you were very honest
But then you became very dishonest
You hid your truth as you would hide a tear
Then you made your past and deeds disappear
As then you thought you were a goddess.
Once they said you were trustworthy
But then you became uncouth and earthy
You became a person that we never knew
As inside your soul and mind evil and hate grew
Now for your salvation you will never be worthy.
Once they said you were true to the core
But now your mind is empty and your soul is poor
You had let evil and sin enter into your life
Now honesty and love is out of your sight
Statements of praises, you wont hear anymore.
poem by Randy McClave
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Prejudiced? Who? Me? ? .....[Personal; Human Nature; Racial Prejudice]
I'm a white guy, aged 64, raised in a small town way up north.
Do some thoughts I have about blacks signal prejudice coming forth?
First I'd say NO, but then again I'd say YES.
But such thoughts, by both whites and blacks, are normal I would guess.
What thoughts am I now referring to you will probably ask.
To answer that sensible question will put my mind to task.
My interactions with blacks, I think, no prejudice does reveal.
And the rare times I have 'prejudice' thoughts, I think they're no big deal.
Do you wish to know of what my 'pre-judged' thoughts consist?
I'd almost rather not tell you. But, if you insist.
I sometimes think 'nigger'; when and where I grew up that was a 'bad' name.
I also think of them as different though people are the 'same'.
And here is where I say 'I don't like generalization'.
By 'same' I mean neither all blacks nor all whites are 'the same' in this nation.
So whites and blacks can both be smart or stupid, mean or kind;
within each 'race' criminals and 'saints' you'll find.
I wasn't raised to either love or hate blacks. My parents seemed not to judge.
And I've changed my mind again; I'm NOT prejudiced. From that opinion I shall not budge!
Then why you ask do I sometimes think 'nigger' when I think of a black?
I think it's due to both a primeval urge to break society's rules, and to thought-control I lack.
Luckily I don't act out my 'bad' thoughts. I might be in jail now if I had.
When in grade school, a boy said I called him 'nigger'. The accusation made me sad.
poem by Bri Edwards
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Blown Down By Adverse Winds
Never are our good intentions remembered,
When mistakes we make take centerstage.
And judged with sustaining attention given to them.
People will remember the vision of one crawling.
But the only one who remembers the pain of standing,
With a commitment made to walk tall...
Is the doer.
Being there in the presence of others,
And left accessible to be scrutinized with wounds concealed...
Leaves more of an impression by those surprised,
Than deeds done that have survived time.
Or the countless efforts made again to run and heal,
After one has been blown down by adverse winds.
THIS is a personal quest no one can contest with objection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Because Im A Woman
I can see youre disappointed
By the way you look at me
And Im sorry that Im not
The woman you thought Id be
Yes, Ive made my mistakes
But listen and understand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
So when you look at me
Dont feel sorry for yourself
Just think of all the shame
You might have brought somebody else
Just let me tell you this
Then well both know where we stand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
Now a man will take a good girl
And hell ruin her reputation
But when he wants to marry
Well, thats a different situation
Hell just walk off and leave her
To do the best she can
While he looks for an angel
To wear his wedding band
Now I know that Im no angel
If thats what you thought youd found
I was just the victum of
A man that let me down
Yes, Ive made my mistakes
But listen and understand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
No, my mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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You Can't out smart the playa
Hey, YOU I see you everywhere
You go and eveything you do
Here you are married
to one, But sleeping with another
It's like you are a dog in heat
But you can't out smart me
Iknew you before you knew yourself
I know the hairs on your head
Your every thought before you
think them.
Hey, YOU that turning the lights off
So you can do your dirty deeds
in the dark. Remember I walked
the earth thousand of years ago
So I know you.
You can't out smart the playa
Cause I SEE YOU, When you
think no one else is looking
Hey, YOU the one that is
lying, cheating and stealing.
Thinking no one is looking
So you think you in the clear
I GOT A SECRET I SEE YOU.
I'M ALWAYS LOOKING
SO YOU CAN'T OUT SMART THE PLAYA
poem by LaShawanda Ivey
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For Redemption
Mercy is an option-
unredeeming in
my attire of pain.
Lashed by bitter
storms of accusations
my honesty is
poor protection.
My armour
I thought-
never knowing
it would show
my Achilles Heel.
Opening myself
in all my
rawness-
in all my
lack of beauty-
in all that
I have ever been-
My honesty
is my undoing.
(Hasn't it always been?)
Mercy is an option.
Not one I'd choose
though.
I'll wait.
And Hope.
Because I know
it's my honesty
that will stand
guard-
When the demons
of doubt
are vanquished.
As they must be.
As they will be.
For,
Though pain be its gift,
Love never fails.
1 July, '07
poem by Usha Pisharody
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In all honesty my cake was baking when I met Al - I had made up in my mind already to get physically healthy. He refreshingly was on his own journey so it was almost as if we walked together.
quote by Star Jones
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Elderly Women Behind The Counter In A Small Town
i seem to recognize your face
haunting, familiar, yet i can't seem to place it
cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
lifetimes are catching up with me
all these changes taking place, i wish i'd seen the place
but no one's ever taken me
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
i swear i recognize your breath
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
me, you wouldn't recall, for i'm not my former
it's hard when, you're stuck upon the shelf
i changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
perhaps that's what no one wants to see
i just want to scream...hello...
my god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return
but now here you are, and here i am
hearts and thoughts they fade...away...
hearts and thoughts they fade...away...
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
hearts and thoughts they fade...
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Such A Revealing Thing To Witness
People have created their own realities.
To find themselves blocked...
In a head lock.
With a mental strain that drains them,
Physically and emotionally.
And the days they could have stopped,
A clinging onto a superficial existence...
Has from them gone.
And the act of pointing fingers,
That seems to be acceptably done by everyone...
Is such a revealing thing to witness,
About those thoughts one has...
Regarding their own accountability!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(Forgiveness Poem) A Promise That Mistakes Will Be Made
But of those mistakes, how many were never mended?
Of those emotionally scarred by words so foul.
How many are talking to you now?
How many are still your friend?
Through thick thin a promise from within meant to keep,
even with wounds so deep.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Abdullah Sherrif Enters Teen Kingdom
Growing up is hard and the challenges you meet harder,
You are my strong young lad, wise and interesting with laughter.
A loyal shoulder to rest my weary head, you did lovingly lend
Your untiring effort with a smile, you reached to me as a friend.
Now our days of fun filled with happiness soon will cease to be..
But my duty as a granma i will not shirk and thats a certainity,
Emotionally, psychologically, physically, a man soon you will be.
The teen kingdom will be paved with confusion, in today's society.
Fill your days with the fragrance of sincereity, honesty and dignity
Life is just what happens and how you handle it matters, honorably
Scattering sweetness of trust flowering with love and faith intelligently
to keep a sail on your structured fleet with its passengers majestically
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Love, Principles, Priorities And Deeds
Our love, principles, priorities and deeds illustrate
Just who and what we honestly are.
Do we strive to serve our Lord, brothers and sisters
Or do we take self-indulgence too far?
Do we pray to God for His wisdom, power and strength
Or do we believe the human brain can resolve all?
Do we inspire others by our goodness and love
Or do we totally reject Heaven and God’s call?
The next time you stand before a mirror
Take a long straightforward look at yourself.
Do you live life’s trials by God’s Divine principles
Or do you seek the misgivings of desire and shelf?
I pray to God because I know He’s there
As He watches His children both good and bad.
When we chose to disbelieve we misstep and stumble
And our stories remain hopeless, tragic and sad.
We’re judged by our love, principles and priorities
Long after we’re dead, buried and gone.
It’s our deeds that impact the lives of others
Which cause our memory in hearts, to live on.
We thought sex was free. Sex is not free. There's a price to be paid emotionally, physically, even legally. Sex isn't a casual thing. It's a huge thing.
quote by William H. Macy
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