You're So Darn Witty
You're so darn witty
With you little smirk.
Aren't you a genius
Aren't you a prig.
Look at your humor
As we bask in your glory
Was, is, and ever shall be
Such is the nature of your wit.
I feel so underwhelmed.
poem by Denis Kucharski
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Aren't You The Friend You Promised Me That You Were?
I'm dragging my feet
I don't understand
Why when i'm down
You wont take my hand
Aren't you friend you promised me that you were?
You've built up my trust
You've taken it all
Please don't break my heart
Please don't let me fall
Aren't you the friend you promised me that you were?
I'm treading on
And i'm getting by
Even though i just feel the need to cry
Just answer this one question that i ask
Aren't i at least worth that?
Aren't you the friend you promised me that you were?
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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The Valentine’s Day
Today is Valentine’s Day.
I love you; I want to say why.
You’re a woman.
You aren’t old.
You’re in my vicinity.
You aren’t my property.
You’re in form.
You aren’t a storm.
You’re shy.
You aren’t sly.
You’re friendly.
You aren’t deadly.
Today is Valentine’s Day
I want to say my love to you.
13.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The revelations of great men
If you do something good in return,
You aren’t good; you settled a due.
If you do something good intently,
You aren’t good; you simply invested.
If you ask pardon for a fevour,
You aren’t great; it’s a strategy.
If you give pardon to one mightier,
You aren’t great with no alternatives.
If you speak truth when comfortable
And be honest when convenient
You cannot boast of yourself as great
As any mean one could do them at ease.
You aren’t great being just in matters
Where being otherwise of no advantage.
You aren’t great with the veil you’ve made
Of good deeds to hide the ill gotten.
You aren’t great with philanthropy
From the undue or unfair wealth got.
But for few, all great men may forgive me
For the revelations made of them.
19.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To have more friends
Aren’t you bold but timid?
Aren’t you strong but soft?
Aren’t you shrewd but nave?
You will attract more friends.
04.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A smile again n again...
A smile again n again...
So many things happen in life,
n u smile,
People ignore u,
u smile,
they dont like u,
but u smile,
u feel bad,
still u smile,
They do it again n again,
but u keep up ur smile.
u aren't great as them,
u aren't wished like them,
u aren't talked like them,
still u love them,
n welcome them,
with a smile.
Time keep movin',
n u need them,
they laugh at you,
they put u aside,
n u have it all,
with a smile.
U feel alone,
u feel exhausted,
tears keep flowing,
but u hide them,
n instead, show your lips,
carrying a smile.
-Prankul
poem by Prankul Agarwal
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Standing Or Dancing Under Spotlight
Why aren't you dancing under the spotlight?
Why not dazzle the audience,
With that side of your talents?
'I am sitting here amazed,
How that light can beam centerstage...
And all I want to do is to observe it! '
Why?
'It just occurred to me...
I've never sought spotlight.
And there it is as if teasing.'
Aren't you tempted to bask in it?
'Not at all.
Immediately I would get bored with it.'
Why?
'People would expect me to want to be,
Under it all the time.
Waiting for me to entertain them somehow.
And nothing bores me more than routine.
I am more interested to know...
How someone who controls that spotlight,
Maintains such patience...
Following someone with such ego,
Who seems to want that light on them all the time!
I bet that person has an interesting conversation.'
I never thought about that!
'Me either.
Not until I began to smell that peach cobbler.
Can you smell it? '
Yeah!
Yeah I can!
'When was the last time saw anyone,
Standing under spotlight eating?
Anything? '
Performers aren't allowed to eat onstage.
'On stage?
Performers aren't expected to eat, period.
And...
I want a taste of that pie.
Standing or dancing under spotlight,
Is the furthest thing from my mind! '
Let's go see how much of it is left.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life
Life is to feel, to enjoy, to swim.
In the meadows of wonder,
‘Tis to plough the rough valleys
Of deeply rooted yet unsettled motion.
To dream, to the end that
It doesn't end even if we want to.
This is life, a fearless shout;
A powerful whisper and yet sometimes
A potent anti-dote
To the worries and realities
To feel the numbs,
To hear the dumb,
To tell the deaf,
That;
They're not alone;
They aren't numb,
They aren't dumb,
They aren't deaf,
To enlighten every heart
With the good spirit of mankind
poem by Osama Waqar
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The American public highly overrates its sense of humor. We're great belly laughers and prat fallers, but we never really did have a real sense of humor. Not satire anyway. … When we realize finally that we aren't God's given children, we'll understand satire. Humor is really laughing off a hurt, grinning at misery.
quote by Bill Mauldin
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A Poem Is A Metaphor/ Isn't It?
A POEM IS A METAPHOR/ ISN’T IT?
A poem is a metaphor
Isn’t it?
Aren’t we all poems?
Aren’t we all metaphors?
Aren’t we all what we are not?
And what we know we have been and not been?
And what we will be and not be?
Aren’t we all metaphors?
And aren’t we all poems?
And aren’t we all words, just words,
And not?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Steam And The Solo
there is an
unwritten agreement between us
we aren't getting ourselves in the way
and in this way
we aren't stopping by at ourselves
after all, quietly for ourselves
we sometimes try to imagine how it will be
like .. when unintentionally we are
on the same path, I know it.
what will he reweigh?
reason
rough quiet nature
the mutual sympathy
or the resignation from
what very well is smelt
I am collecting strong umbrellas...
czasmi I like to heat up.
poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
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Kin of great men
Great men are known but their wives aren’t.
Great women are known but their husbands aren’t.
Great men’s parents and children too aren’t known.
Great men don’t bother but their kin would.
31.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Yesterdays
Aren't we sick of yesterdays
that got us where we are?
All the yesterdays that got us here
and still we've not gotten far.
Aren't we tired of the yesterdays
that seem to haunt our dreams?
All the yesterdays have become todays
and nothing changes it seems.
Aren't we afraid of the yesterdays
that have never gone away?
All the yesterdays have come again
and now we have to pay.
The price we pay for yesterdays
is the sorrow we see today.
For the masses have become so used to them
that their feet are stuck in clay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Too Darn Hot
Its too darn hot,
Its too darn hot.
Id like to sup with my baby tonight,
Fulfill the cup with my baby tonight.
Id like to sup with my baby tonight,
Fulfill the cup with my baby tonight,
But I aint up to my baby tonight,
cause its too darn hot.
Its too darn hot,
Its too darn hot.
Id like to coo with my baby tonight,
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight.
Id like to coo with my baby tonight,
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight.
But sister youll fight my baby tonight
cause its too darn hot.
Its too darn hot,
According to the latest report
Evry average girl you know
Much prefers her lovely doggie to court
When the temperature is low,
But when the thermometer goes way up
And the weather is sizzling hot,
Mister adam
For his madam.
Is not,
cause its too, too
Too darn hot,
Its too darn hot,
Its too darn hot.
Boys:
Its too darn hot,
Its too darn hot.
Its too darn hot.
Hot, hot, hot, hot...
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Why Aren't You
Why aren't you walking in the Sun,
To...
Beam your radiance.
And...
Transfer your energy,
To me.
Why...
Aren't you,
Walking in the Sun.
To...
Beam your radiance.
And...
Transfer your energy,
To me.
Why...
Aren't you,
Walking in the Sun.
To...
Beam your radiance.
And...
Transfer your energy to me.
Why...
Aren't you,
Walking in the Sun.
To...
Put some breeze in the heat.
To...
Put your scent in the air,
To supply it with your sweetness.
Why aren't you walking in the Sun,
To...
Beam your radiance.
And...
Transfer your energy,
To me.
Why...
Aren't you,
Walking in the Sun.
To...
Beam your radiance.
And...
Transfer your energy,
To me.
Why...
Aren't you,
Walking in the Sun.
To...
Put some breeze in heat.
To...
Put your scent in the air,
To supply it with your sweetness.
Why aren't you,
Walking in the rays of the Sun.
And why aren't you,
Getting to you what comes.
Why aren't you,
Walking in the rays of the Sun.
And why aren't you,
Getting to you what comes.
And why aren't you,
Walking in the rays of the Sun.
And why aren't you,
Walking in the rays of the Sun.
And why aren't you,
Getting to you what comes.
And why aren't you,
Getting to you what comes.
And why aren't you,
Walking in the rays of the Sun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two kinds of ballplayers aren't worth a darn: One that never does what he's told, and one who does nothin' except what he's told.
quote by Bum Phillips
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The problem with having a sense of humor is often that people you use it on aren't in a very good mood.
For what you are.
Maybe you aren’t a virgin;
Maybe you are a divorcee,
A widow or an estranged one.
I don’t mind; I love not your past.
Maybe you aren’t yet mine;
Maybe you are to leave me,
Desert me or elope with one.
I don’t mind; I love not your future.
May be you aren’t virtuous;
Maybe you are an adulteress,
A paramour or a whore.
I don’t mind; I love not your back.
I love you for what you are
When you are with me..
10.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nature 1
Conforming on a monday
Too often and too cold
But you aren't even listening
Because you are just
Too old to feel an earthquake
Or too cool to even care
But you aren't even listening
So why should I?
You are
A natural disaster
And I've wanted you too much
And now I'm gonna lose
I've wanted you too much
And now I've gotta choose
You're the cause of all this
And I'm sick of trying to please you
And you're gonna feel my emotions coming
Because you're the world
Like a broken dam you're empty
And all that's left are the sticks and stones
That were built by other people
And it really shows
But you aren't even listening
Because you are just
Too old to feel an earthquake
Or too cool to even care
But you aren't even listening
So why should I?
You are
A natural disaster
And I've wanted you too much
And now I'm gonna lose
I've wanted you too much
And now I've gotta choose
You're the cause of all this
And I'm sick of trying to please you
And you're gonna feel my emotions coming
Because you're the world
song performed by by Muse
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That's Not Enough
She was a bad thing coming,
But I did not know.
And everytime I came over she told me I had to go.
I said "Hey, what's going on? I really want to know."
She said "I cannot tell you now, but I'll call you tomorrow."
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah
She's snake me with sophisication,
So much class.
She drinks a Santa margarita,
Would you like a glass?
I don't know how to say no
And after three or four,
I was on the floor,
Singing my song,
La la la
No no.
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah...
La la la.
No no.
That's not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
I want to bang on your front door.
Turn off the lights
And shut out the world.
Cause at the end of the day,
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls? (all just boys and girls)
Oh yeah. Oh
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Aren't we all just boys and girls?
Yeah... oh.
song performed by by Maroon 5
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You Know the Ones
Aren't you tired of the folks who pass judgement?
You know the ones...
Quick to tell you how you should live
Always taking handouts from those they take for granted,
Criticizing the people who take their time to give.
Aren't you sick of those who waste your time to gossip?
You know the ones,
Glued to phones like weapons,
To add fresh lies to what they've heard!
They are nowhere to be found,
To assist 'you' when you need 'them',
But first to arrive to offer a discouraging word.
Aren't you fed up with their lack of time to listen?
Don't you wish they would grow and want to learn?
Even though they blame others for their troubling lives,
They will never feel ashamed,
To express their own limits of concern!
A repeated lesson you have learned?
You know the ones...
With their heads turned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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