Predestination Takes Its Course
I preside in this state
Of utter speechless
What happened to us?
Was it just not our fate?
You were a beloved icon
A golden statue in my view
Alas, it wasn’t what it seemed
I guess it was just a debut
Out of a void you shifted
There was someone else, you claimed
How could this ever be?
Was I to be blamed?
Now I preside in this state
All what was is now gone
All that could have been is now done
I guess it just wasn’t our fate
poem by Brandon Martin
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(V – 1988) Fighting Fate
Oh, things out of control we call real fate
For factors far unknown too decide our state!
But things there are we must not see as mere fate;
Such things if controlled can oh, alter our state!
No thunder or tyrant is ever such fate
If faced with courage and soon held to checkmate!
Oh, thou art the architect of thy own fate!
So fight well with will and thus safeguard thy state!
At times we may fall to some strange, cruel fate;
By them should never our will still abate!
With arrows of resolve and faith, fight thy fate!
Oh, give no space ever to stand or to wait!
So bow not or falter before any fate;
Oh, fear and despair will thy fate aggravate!
Grim panic and anguish will strengthen our fate;
They make us, oh, lick a time unduly late!
So well in advance to, oh, face any fate
Thou equip thyself and thus secure thy state!
Challenges of life are challenges of fate –
So meeting them well, oh, means living life great!
A dying fate
Don't stitch me
To this dying fate
Whom wasn't for I
Cut the strings
That tie me to this dying fate
Liberate me, don't tease me
Don't pluck
The barbwire
That ties me
To this void
You call fate.
poem by Ozzy Gerner
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Pure
Don't you bring me down
Kick me when I'm down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
As I hold my breath
And so you don't want any part of this now
Where did it go so wrong
I guess I'm finally finding out
It's got me tripping now
The little things, everywhere I go
It's such a shame
Why you held on, so long
Why don't you confuse me a little more?
Confuse me
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down, all the way down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
While I hold my breath
Don't sweat the lies that you say I control
Confuse me a little more
[Confuse me]
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You and all your secrets don't need me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know this will be the last time
You've got me, running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down
So when you say you've let me go, let me go
'Cause you didn't care about this, sorry you
I guess you'll be alright
Now that you've got things to go your way
How could you be like this?
This is the last time but you don't hear me though
You got the best of me, when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I don't understand the way
That you're thinking, thinking, thinking, Andrea
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Confuse me a little more
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
song performed by by Orgy
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The Loser
Mama said I'd lose my head
if it wasn't fastened on.
Today I guess it wasn't
'cause while playing with my cousin
it fell off and rolled away
and now it's gone.
And I can't look for it
'cause my eyes are in it,
and I can't call to it
'cause my mouth is on it
(couldn't hear me anyway
'cause my ears are on it),
can't even think about it
'cause my brain is in it.
So I guess I'll sit down
on this rock
and rest for just a minute...
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Loser
Mama said I'd lose my head
If it wasn't fastened on.
Today I guess it wasn't
'Cause while playing with my cousin
It fell off and rolled away
And now its gone.
And I can't look for it
'Cause my eyes are in it,
And I can't call to it
'Cause my mouth is on it
(Couldn't hear me anyway
'Cause my ears are on it),
Can't even think about it
'Cause my brain is in it.
So I guess I'll sit down
On this rock
And rest for just a minute…
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Our Friendship Ain't Fateful
Late out of state without absolute hate,
I decline to incline my fate into failure’s plate
I perceive not me able to be for you that great
Yet you make perfect of me, even in my state
Looking down upon me not, yet looking upon me without hate
Of how it came to being is a mystery that revives history in slate
Oh how I hate the thought I could lose my current state
In hate I’d sulk to ever cross a path that seals this fate
Can destiny and fate really drag me away? I doubt; they’re late
poem by David Munene wa Kimberly
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Always on My Mind (song lyrics)
I keep seeing you everywhere I go,
and I don't want to, but I don't know
how to get you off my mind,
I try but it's not workin' / baby I keep seein' you / don't know what to do
~Chorus:
I guess no matter how hard I try
I just won't ever get you, off my mind,
and some people would say its fate
and that I should get you back if its not too late, ~
you know I'm one of those people who always fall for fate,
yet in my heart I know, it's just too late,
I ride by your place every once in a while,
hopin' maybe I still make you smile
and I don't know, what to do,
cause in my heart, I still want you
~Chorus (x2) :
I guess no matter how hard I try
I just won't ever get you, off my mind,
and some people would say its fate
and that I should get you back if its not too late,
and I guess no matter how hard I try
I really won't ever get you outta my mind
and some people, they try to say it's fate
and that I should get you back if its not too late (it's too late) ~
I guess I'll keep ridin' by your place,
and I guess I'll keep trying not to break,
into a million pieces, everytime I see you,
I guess it's truely, truely,
I guess it's truely too late.
poem by Countrygrl 1009
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A Poem about Icons
It's fashionable to rubbish Freud -
If you mention his name people get annoyed,
Ego and id and the terms he employed
Are passe now, he's out of date,
He's suffering an icon's fate,
His reputation has been destroyed.
The same has happened to other men,
They get their glory days and then
It's time for people to bring them down,
The smile of Fortune has become a frown,
It's not that Life has changed the song
It's just that now their lyrics are wrong! !
I guess it's the same for everyone,
A newer star will eclipse their sun,
And though they seemed so hip and cool
You'll find that as a general rule
Their wisdom becomes a platitude
And all their subtleties seem crude.
Nothing can please us, so it seems,
Or add excitement to our dreams -
We always look for something more
(Though we were satisfied before) ,
There always is a better view
Around the corner for me and you.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Cancer came back into my life twice in order for me to understand something, and I guess I still wasn't getting it. And my husband wasn't getting it, either.
quote by Mariel Hemingway
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Guess Who?
Arthur freed / burton lane
Somebody thrills the skies
When she looks in your eyes
Guess who?
Guess who?
Somebody longs to be part
Of the song in your heart
Guess who? guess who?
Whose heart is sure to melt like butter
The moment that you utter
I do I do
Oh its as plain as can be
That the someone is me
So you dont have to
Guess who
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Dream Lover
She called out a name in her sleep,
but the name wasn’t mine.
Moans of rapture and fervour followed,
but the name wasn’t mine.
I pretended to be the man in her dreams
and spoke words of love so fine.
In a state of ecstasy she called out a name,
but the name wasn’t mine!
poem by Orlando Belo
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It wasn't conscious, but I guess that one book is the reaction to the other. The first is so imprisoned in a male point-of-view, and the second is a point-of-view that can go anywhere it wants.
quote by Jeffrey Eugenides
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Dumbass
that is what I am and must be
to have let you go one without me
cannot believe how stupid I was
you always said I was smart
guess you were wrong
I made the worst mistake
and I now I have a fate worse than death
I watch as you love another
as he holds you in his arms
that should have been me
but I was stupid
maybe this is my fate to love from afar
but to never have the love I so dearly want
guess I am stupid after all
poem by Trevor McLeod
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Unsuited
Unsuited!
From you that's what I use to believe.
I wasn't suited,
To be near you or your company.
Unsuited!
But then
Neither are you 'now' for me.
Everything today that's claimed,
Will re-arrange to make a change!
Unsuited!
From you that's what I use to believe.
I wasn't suited,
To be near you or your company.
Unsuited!
But then
Today you're not suited for me.
If one waits around,
What appears will change.
And those noses in the air,
Will one day sniff a shame.
With a misery to come,
Like a mental stinging pain.
From their heads to their toes,
And this will show...
When they tumble from their gains,
And everybody knows.
Everything today that's claimed,
Will re-arrange to make a change!
Uh,
I wasn't suited
To be or breathe,
In your company.
Unsuited!
The feeling your eyes,
Laid on me.
I was not suited.
But then
Neither are you 'now',
For me.
I wasn't suited.
But then
Neither are you 'now',
For me.
Can you compute it?
The air I wish to breathe is pretentious free!
Can you compute it?
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
And now
The air I wish to breathe is free.
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
But then,
Neither are you now,
For me.
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
But then
Today you are unsuited,
For me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The wit and the fate
Can the wit win the fate? A great debate.
Wit is cause and fate is its result.
Can the cause win its result?
It is like the birth winning the death.
Fate is beyond one’s perception,
Which is known when it’s happened.
What has happened is coined as fate.
‘this is an art which does mend Nature.
… the art itself is Nature.’*
*The Winter’s Tale’ Act iv, seen iv
19.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Habeas corpus
Alas, My body is not mine
My body belongs to state
And what is a state
State is control by
Some rough corrupt rascal
Alas, No human dignity
No civil society
I cry I cry.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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As The Master Suggests
Wasn't it just yesterday,
It was said...
He was too incompetent to lead.
And today they hope he succeeds,
To keep them protected...
From experiencing total economic devastation.
And yes,
The situation is a mess.
But guess who's gotta clean up...
After they have treated themselves,
Less than guests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda,
As the master suggests?
Then joke...
Sitting from a chair,
Known to be the master's favorite seat.
Overlooking the cleanup.
And sharing jokes with similar minds...
About eating fried chicken,
Watermelon.
And who commits all the crime!
Producing babies 'they' can't feed.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
Me!
Wasn't it just yesterday,
It was said...
He was too incompetent to lead.
And today they hope he succeeds,
To keep them protected...
From experiencing total economic devastation.
And yes,
The situation is a mess.
But guess who's gotta clean up...
After they have treated themselves,
Less than guests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda,
As the master suggests?
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Saddest Fate
To touch a broken lute,
To strike a jangled string,
To strive with tones forever mute
The dear old tunes to sing--
What sadder fate could any heart befall?
Alas! dear child, never to sing at all.
To sigh for pleasures flown,
To weep for withered flowers,
To count the blessings we have known,
Lost with the vanished hours--
What sadder fate could any heart befall?
Alas! dear child, ne'er to have known them at all.
To dream of love and rest,
To know the dream has past,
To bear within an aching breast
Only a void at last--
What sadder fate could any heart befall?
Alas! dear child, ne'er to have loved at all.
To trust an unknown good,
To hope, but all in vain,
Over a far-off bliss to brood,
Only to find it pain--
What sadder fate could any soul befall?
Alas! dear child, never to hope at all.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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In Gestation - For You I Wait
For you I wait
On Nature’s way,
Run round night, day,
Yet stand on fate.
One month too late
Unseen from play
I'll slip away
Won't stand on state -
At golden gate
In Peter's plate,
To time a prey.
I’ll wile away
Now while you wait -
Growth rapid, great.
Each cell array
Strings D.N.A.
To duplicate.
Amalgamate
The smiles that sway
In interplay
Our joys, our fête,
New meeting's date!
Gesticulate
Explains brain's way
Says much of rate
The changes weigh
In, conjugate
Conflict, delay,
Until debate
Lifts cares away
As questions skate
To answers sway.
Ideas, sung, may
Now percolate,
Gain strength, relay
Its not too late!
Now heed display
Anticipate
Smiles in a spate
Open truth's ray
None ever may
Gainsay or grate,
To populate
Our every day
Divinely gay.
As we relate,
Yes, gest states jest... guess I just ate!
© Jonathan Robin – acrostic For You I Wait In Gestation Gesticulating In A Song Today
written 26 March 2005 modified 12 April 2008
For you I wait
On Nature’s way,
Run round night, day,
Yet stand on fate.
One month too late
Unseen from play
I slip away
Won't stand on state -
At golden gate
To time a prey.
I’ll wile away
Now while you wait -
Growth rapid great
Each cell array
Sets D.N.A.
To duplicate.
Anticipate
The smiles that sway
In interplay
Our joys, our fête,
New meeting's date!
If this song may
Lift cares away
Let percolate
Smiles in a spate
Intense, a ray
None ever may
Gainsay or grate, -
To populate
Our every day
Divinely gay.
As we relate,
Yes, I gest state jest guess just ate!
26 March 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Close To Greatness
at one stage in my life
I met a man who claimed to have
visited Pound at St. Elizabeths.
then I met a woman who not only
claimed to have visited
E.P.
but also to have made love
to him—she even showed
me
certain sections in the
Cantos
where Ezra was supposed to have
mentioned
her.
so there was this man and
this woman
and the woman told me
that Pound had never
mentioned a visit from this
man
and the man claimed that the
lady had had nothing to do
with the
master
that she was a
charlatan
and since I wasn't a
Poundian scholar
I didn't know who to
believe
but one thing I do
know: when a man is
living
many claim relationships
that are hardly
so
and after he dies, well,
then it's everybody's
party.
my guess is that Pound
knew neither the lady or the
gentleman
or if he knew
one
or if he knew
both
it was a shameful waste of
madhouse
time.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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