Rubaiyat 30
I spent my life chasing my wishes
What benefits fate furnishes?
Whomever to I said I loved you,
Turned to my foe, why my luck ravishes?
poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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The strongest influences in my life and my work are always whomever I love. Whomever I love and am with most of the time, or whomever I remember most vividly. I think that's true of everyone, don't you?
quote by Tennessee Williams
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Who ever loved
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Love at first sight, is it the love made of right?
Yet sages claim it takes another kind of love to see
How human spirit, in its tactical withdrawal
From aging outworks and tare and ware that are doomed eventually to fall,
Consents to the bewitching of its shell and shake by troubles of sea
As long as it can hold the frame and citadel
Where the progressive intellect has spent
A lifetime plotting the enlightenment
The backward and the beautiful dismiss of it all
Does it not lie in our power to love and to hate
Does it not the will within us overrule and avoid fate
When reason and dice collide
Which of the two most benefits our pride?
What we observe is censured by the brain
Yet the heart sides with fate time and again
The brain has many ways as it weights events and thinks
The heart locked in one, if missed into melancholy it sinks
The night has many stars to watch us from the sky
The sun has just one glorious unique eye
But go ahead and ask the fools and the bright
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Chasing The Rainbow
I am chasing the rainbow
Without a sky or clouds.
I am chasing my life,
The wonderful smile and the saddest one.
I am chasing the hardship,
My green mint poem,
My vanilla drawing,
The path of Arthur Rimbaud, and
Les Miserables:
My Gavroche,
My Jean Valjean, and
My Cosette Eileen.
I am chasing the rainbow
And it turned out
It is a Papion smile flying between my chin and my eyebrows.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Never The God...
Your eyes bright, eager and trusting,
Where do we go from here, my son,
I spent my essence, loving and lusting,
Chasing a paper god, my son.
I turned my sword to a feathered quill,
Ensnared your mother’s heart, my son,
She loved the god in the paper spill
But never the god in your father, son.
We came together when life was full
And loved at the morning light, my son,
‘Til she grew heavy and I grew dull
While you just quickened and grew, my son.
Then you burst out like a single star
That beamed from our both horizons, son
We loved you more than the what-we-were
Than ever we loved each other, son.
So she grew bitter and sharp of tongue
And I went back to the pen, my son,
But all the words that I’d ever sung
Unravelled in desolation, son.
And when she left, she took you too,
The light in my life went out, my son,
I would she’d loved me as I loved you
But love is a laceration, son.
Now you have grown, the world’s ahead,
Your eyes are eager and bright, my son;
Don’t spend your essence on paper gods
Or trust in a woman’s love, my son.
For dreams and all ambitions fade
When a woman leaves in a storm, my son,
Remember the price that your father paid;
Love sought and lost in a rhyme, my son.
13 September 1991
poem by David Lewis Paget
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A Lonley Girls Wishes
a lonley girl wishes for one thing,
and one thing only,
to end her life,
only one person can changer her mind,
her lover,
because a lonley girl wishes for,
someone who can love her without being told,
someone who is warm and not cold,
a lonley girl wishes to be treated like gold,
they want to be loved,
they want to be held,
a lonley girl wishes to be out of danger zones,
they want no more than to die or be loved,
i would know,
i am a lonley girl and these are my wishes.
poem by Alicia Roseberry
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Left Out
My Lifes cut short
the summers gone
The times we had went down and are gone
I see a change
that takes me down
with all the rest
I see their backs turning away
with wishes of good luck
They say I'll be ok
These times go by so fast
I'll never have them back
I know that life
will end with a
diploma in my hand
What can I do to make this last?
The times we had
were so much fun
what can i do now
that they are gone?
Another life
not worth living
in mascarade
I see their backs turning away
with wishes of good luck
They say I'll be ok
These times go by so fast
I'll never have them back
I see their backs turning away
with wishes of good luck
They say I'll be ok
These times go by so fast
I'll never have them back
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Chasing A Memory
I thought i saw you
In the carriage of a train
I ran the platform
It wasn't you.
Yet I carried on in vain
Chasing a memory.
I thought I heard you
Say, 'Kevin i love you'
As I stood
A dreamer in a supermarket queue
I turned around
To misty visions of you.
And my heart still skipped a beat
Chasing a memory
With crippled feet.
I thought I felt
Your softest kiss upon my cheek
I went to hug you
And heard a lost angel speak.
Then I caught your scent
Duelling with blue moonbeams
For joy that came and went.
Chasing a memory
Of ascending dreams
Already tragically spent.
poem by Kevin East
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Never, Ever And Luck
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prayers are answered
need repetitions
LIVE For the Sheer Enjoyment Of It
If you wish to surround yourself,
With something that benefits.
Remove yourself from a stagnant environment...
One proclaimed that has exhausted a usefulness.
And learn to live more appreciative,
Of 'all' that is connected to allow an experience.
To prejudge and evaluate what appears to be,
A completed portait of a depiction limited.
On a canvas much too vast and complexed,
To digest and satisfy those who decide...
Research and adventure does not provide,
An unending wealth of revelation...
Can make one physically and mentally sick.
That's if...
One wishes to surround oneself,
With something that benefits,
An habitual repetitiveness.
Like a refilling of a 'needed'
Medical prescription.
One is made to become convinced...
Living with addictions makes more sense.
Do this...
And little time is spent in the frowning of lips!
LIVE for the sheer enjoyment of it.
That's IF...
You wish to surround yourself,
With something that benefits a smile recognized...
On a face that has been missing it!
And leave those with a 'woe-is-me-factor' alone.
What makes you feel you must condone this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's destiny and nothing else
Last time I saw you
When you were in your spirits
Condemning each and everyone
For being pessimistic to the life
Your face was brightening with the light of success
I remember you said that
You were a self-made man
And that you don't believe in fate
Now what has happened to you?
You look so sad for you are no longer
A successful man
The brightness of your face is vanished
An ever-remaining gloom has overtaken it
Now you blame your fate for your ruin
Is it not a right time for you
To realize the dominance of fate in your life?
When you were successful, it was your luck
Now when you are reduced to a poor wretch
It's your luck either
Destiny has its own style of working
She blesses someone without any hardship
And for someone it's too hard.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 09
An Arab king was sick in his state of decrepitude so that all
hopes of life were cut off. A trooper entered the gate with the good
news that a certain fort had been conquered by the good luck of the
king, that the enemies had been captured and that the whole population
of the district had been reduced to obedience. The king heaved a
deep sigh and replied: 'This message is not for me but for my enemies,
namely the heirs of the kingdom.'
I spent my precious life in hopes, alas!
That every desire of my heart will be fulfilled.
My wishes were realized, but to what profit? Since
There is no hope that my past life will return.
The hand of fate has struck the drum of departure.
O my two eyes, bid farewell to the head.
O palm, forearm, and arm of my hand,
All take leave from each other.
Death, the foe of my desires, has fallen on me
For the last time, O friends. Pass near me.
My life has elapsed in ignorance.
I have done nothing, be on your guard.
Chasing Blue Sky
Shakin time, she needs
Taking rides...to somewhere
Lets lose our minds, no hurry
Im the wakeful night, with dreams...or something
Chasing blue sky,
Were chasing blue sky
Taking time from all this worry
Mesmerized by the waves of your smile
I wish that I could say something
But youre the rose colored glass I see through
Ill see you through
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
song performed by by Queensryche
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Work!
Work or no luck
If you don't have work
You get killed sitting still
Work or no luck
If you have too much work
You get killed struggling still
Work or no luck
If you finish fast
You get killed killing time
Work or no luck
If you don't finish on time
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you do well
You get recognized well
Work or no luck
If you do not do well
You get the pink paper wall
Work or no luck
If you are organized
You finish it on time
Work or no luck
If you are disorganized
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you are interested
Toughest becomes easy
Work or no luck
If you are not interested
Easiest thing becomes toughest
Work or no luck
If you are carving
You keep doing it great
Work or no luck
If you are not carving
You keep doing it a trait
Work or no luck
If you have work
You have luck
Work or no luck
If you have work
Still nothing to do
You have no luck
That's the fate of
Work or luck! ! ! !
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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Justice Part 1
It was
Just another day
Or so I thought
But madness
Had got me
I didn't even know
I was walking
Through the city
Minding my own
When I saw a man
Hurt someone
I should have known
I should have turned away
I should have gone another way
But my mind
Wouldn't let me
It was too far away
I'm chasing
I'm chasing
I'm gaining
But i'm losing
I'm fighting
But i'm not moving
I'm chasing
My dreams away
I catch him
I beat him
I take the blame for him
Then I pay
For what he done
Twenty years of pain
Justice never done
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Broken Dreams
Ill tell you how my day has been,
how the sun has caught my face.
How i lul myself to sleep,
weaving shadows on my face.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
hmmm hmmmh hmh mh....
If only you could keep me warm,
if only you could keep me from harm.
if only you could shhh hmm hmm hmm hmm
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
(whistling)
why
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
chasing, chasing broken dreams
song performed by by Fat Joe
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What’s Luck?
Luck is something that comes, not so often;
Luck is an occurrence in life, quite rare;
Luck’s unpredictable phenomenon;
Luck is a devil that is rarely kind!
Luck’s the last thing one should ev’r depend on;
Luck cannot simply come to all always;
Luck can’t work magic without labor hard;
Luck is futile if basic things aren’t done.
Luck is a make-up that needs a good face;
Luck’s a pretty dame with contours and shape;
Luck is an element of great surprise;
Luck is not the usual way, world goes by!
Luck is the decoration on a cake;
Luck’s a factor that clicks for some at times;
Luck isn’t the first thing, we trust any time;
Perseverance is key to success prime.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-23-2009
poem by John Celes
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Celebrate The News
Hello
My luck was so bad
I thought I used up all the luck I had
Everytime I thought I'd get it on
Someone put me on
There's been a change
Beautiful and strange
My life's gone through a change
Somehow I know (somehow I know)
Bad luck's in the past
All good things here at last
So now we'll grow
There's been a change
Mmmmm
Bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
I got news for you
There ain't no blues
I got news for you
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
I got news for you
There ain't no blues
I got news for you
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
I got news for you
There ain't no blues
I got news for you
No bad luck (no more)
No bad luck (no more)
Listen to the boys loud and clear
Come on folks withstand you fears
Sail away the choice is yours you choose
Celebrate the news
There ain't no blues
Come on, come on, come on
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Gambling with Fate
will you take a seat
to gamble with fate
will you try your luck
to gamble with fate
you dont gamble with money
no you gamble with your life
death is the dealer
and fate is the player
but will you take a seat
to gamble with fate
if you do then
be prepared to lose
because fate never loses
poem by Brandon Brooks
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When She Loved Me
When somebody loved me
Everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together lives within my heart
And when she was sad
I was there to dry her tears
And when she was happy
So was I
When she loved me
Through the summer and the fall
We had each other, that was all
Just she and I together
Like it was meant to be
And when she was lonely
I was there to comfort her
And I knew that she loved me
So the years went by
I stayed the same
But she began to drift away
I was left alone
Still I waited for the day
When she'd say I will always love you
Lonely and forgotten,
I'd never thought she'd look my way
And she smiled at me and held me just like she used to do
Like she loved me
When she loved me
When somebody loved me
Everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together lives within my heart
When she loved me
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Saved from my naivete story poem for M 'lady Ann Beard
I loved her but she loved me not
and so I joined the infantry.
In the vain hope I would be shot
and put an end to misery.
I loved her but she loved me not.
She thought she was too good for me
I fought in every trouble spot
but Lady Luck looked after me.
I suffered not a single scratch
although I was prepared to die.
In me the Hun had met his match
I did not care or wonder why.
I rose to be a brigadier
Promoted on the battlefield
I made my men ignore their fear.
My leadership I would not yield.
Always the foremost in the van
I led my men from out in front.
They recognised a fearless man
prepared for any reckless stunt.
They followed blindly where I led.
We terrified the enemy.
It seemed I could not be shot dead
but I forgot my misery.
When we achieved the victory
Returning home as heroes all.
I saw her gazing up at me
as if expecting me to call.
The boot was on the other foot.
She was the one pursuing me
I found I did not give a hoot.
Completely cured, quite fancy free.
My love turned to indifference.
She’d had her chance and turned me down.
My rank made all the difference.
It was as if I’d always known.
Now that I saw through her pretence.
It was not love as I had thought
but merely youthful innocence.
Which had sustained me as I fought.
I was prepared to die to prove
a fact that simply was not true
I fancied that I was in love
as green young men so often do.
Now I have reached a man’s estate
I know she was not meant for me
and thank the gods that kindly fate
stepped in, in time to rescue me.
Though in due course I hope to find
A woman that a man can trust.
A lady gentle true and kind
who will cure my wanderlust.
I am a man who needs a wife
to love and raise a family.
Together lead a normal life.
I know somewhere she waits for me.
I think perhaps she’s looking too
and hope we wont have long to wait.
Before kind fate directs us to
meet and recognise our mate.
1-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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