An ostentatious man will rather relate a blunder or an absurdity he has committed, than be debarred from talking of his own dear person.
quote by Joseph Addison
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Just A Question For You That I Like Repeating
have you even tried talking
to a depressed person who simply
want to pour out what
he cannot understand perhaps
because his burden is too heavy
for him to carry and then
you just joke him about it
and not take him seriously and
then the following morning while
you were talking your coffee
and listening to the news on tv
your phone rings and
then the news is being told to you
that the man who talked to you
last night
committed suicide and
died?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Worry Not My Dear Friend
Worry not my dear friend
I am not the person
To put you in trouble water
Remember the number
Go not after the number
It would be blunder.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Only person
I am the only person
Responsible here.
Only person wellknown in the market
Only person to love
Only person to show life with open eyes.
The life is an empty vessel
The life you like and
If you like you can puton
Anything you like
If you like you can putoff
All your programme
And held me responsible
For all lapses committed by you.
I am the person
The only person
Who is yours
Only yours
Only person
The only person.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The secret is to know what you're doing. And then every other person will notice that you know. No matter what I'm wearing, I try to always make it look casually, but never arbitrary. Never ostentatious.
quote by Sienna Miller
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Tears
Tears aplenty
In my eyes
Falling asunder,
What a Plunder -
Of my feelings
For you...
Nature's Blunder -
That you cannot relate
To the lover in me
And I - to the
Friend in you.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Committed
committed! !
me and my boyfriend have made a pact
we are committed and thats the fact
he will not screw any other women apart from me
and i will not seduce anyone else apart from him
committed! !
we will be a heathy twosome or so it seems
with this thought in our mind our relationship will gleam
yes sir we are a committed bunch
the world will sing praises of our relationship
the world will stand and admire our friendship
committed! !
he will screw me till his hearts content
as i behind his back will screw all his friends
he on the other hand will bang all my friends
yes sir we are a committed and our relationship is as firm as steel
committed! ! !
it's a word not to be taken lightly
it's the bed rock of all relationships strong and mighty
yes indeed we are committed
he can't screw anyone and i ca'nt be promiscious it's not permitted
we are so so very committed
committed! !
yes sir committed indeed
we are the two us sailin merreyly in our ship
when he is angry with me he does the maid
when i am upset with him i get laid
committed! !
we are thinck as thives
till his money runs out and i have fullfilled all my needs
oh sir we are so so so very committed....................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Fundamental Of Liar Chapter CXVIII: I’m Just Talking To Myself
I’m not talking to you
I’m not talking to anyone
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not grumbling
I’m not cursing
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not insane
I’m not in trance
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not mocking
I’m not threatening
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not sharing secret
I’m not hiding something
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not mad
I’m not in rage
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not jealous
I’m not envious
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not afraid
I’m not in pessimism thought
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not whining
I’m not complaining
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not depressed
I’m not in foul mood
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not blaming
I’m not accusing
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not in denial
I’m not in confusion
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not informing
I’m not warning
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not against you
I’m not rebelling
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not help you
I’m not assist you
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not running some plot
I’m not in a mischief plan
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not in great grudge
I’m not in revenge mind
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not suspicious
I’m not curious
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not saying sorry
I’m not saying thank you
I’m just talking to myself
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You've Got The Life
You've got the life.
And love,
With joy.
Right there within you.
If you knew...
what it is you must do,
To...
See it through.
Committed.
As if afflicted with obligation.
You!
Don't turn around.
I am talking to you.
You've got the life.
And love,
With joy.
Right there within you.
If you knew...
what it is you must do,
To...
See it through.
Committed.
As if afflicted with obligation.
Come from under what's been done,
To you.
With a doing that's been done to you,
To prove...
You are the only one who can choose,
To eliminate procrastinating.
It is 'your' fate.
And with faith...
You have the key to what it takes to erase,
From your path...
Obstacles upon it others had placed.
You!
Don't turn around.
I am talking to you.
You've got the life,
To love.
With joy.
If you like.
Win or lose.
It's up to you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a person is determined to believe something, the very absurdity of the doctrine confirms them in their faith.
Talkin Talkin
Talking, talking
It doesnt really matter
If you know my name
It doesnt really matter
If you see things the same
As I do
It doesnt even matter
If Im tied and tense
It doesnt even matter
If Im still making sense
Over you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
Talking, talking
It doesnt matter
What the people
All around you say
Be careful how
You listen
They dont know you
The way that I do
And if you wanna
Talk about it baby
Thats alright
Its better if I say it
Than to sit down
And write it to you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
It can be that
Youre here with me
When Im standing out
On my own
The words of love
That you gage
When we were alone
It doesnt matter
If you want to
Rock and roll all night
I know youre gonna
Be there when the
Feeling is right
The feeling is right
The feeling is right
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
You know Im just
Talking, talking, talking, talking
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Those Kept On The Bottom Relate
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom,
Relate.
Keeping patience for them,
Has a message to send.
'Cause,
People feel more pinned in.
'Cause,
Struggles for them don't end.
'Cause,
Promises don't pay the rent.
Or decisions not to eat,
Because they wish to look thin.
Those kept on the bottom relate.
Those kept on the bottom relate.
Those kept on the bottom relate.
Those kept on the bottom,
Relate.
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom keep keeping on.
Those kept on the bottom,
Relate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to an absurdity any day, as to syllogistic truth. The absurdity may turn out truer.
quote by David Herbert Lawrence
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Im Housin
Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable
A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable
I stepped back, like it wasnt no thing
I punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring
I had an ace in the hole when it came to that
Yo z you was packin? you know was strapped
Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with em
So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my lee denim
They kept coming, just like I figured
So I stepped back, and started sprayin niggaz
What a way to go out, out like a sucker
But Im on track, like a long island train
That can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing
Always on my jock like a snake always hissing
Grabbing and tapping me like luther vandross
Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast
Givin best wishes to the best mc
And when the spot is blown and yo you know its me
Because Im housin
cause Im housin
Because Im housin
cause Im housin
Because Im housin
Because Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
cause Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
cause Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
cause Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
Coolin at a party, no better yet disco
Head feelin mellow from a bottle of cisco
Move...
To crush and fry a sucker mc like crisco
Gimme the cue, check one two
Dont try to come off on me, because you doo-doo
You treatin me the z to the d, like a stepchild
Let me tell you homeboy youre livin foul
Mcs, you know who you are
On the bandwagon why z? cuz you a star
This is the year when the jokers are wild
When a fag cant hack it and try to bite your style
I get hip to the scheme, before it happens
If it gets wild, then I start cappin
But for now, since everythings calm
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
Because Im housin
cause Im housin
cause Im housin
cause Im housin
Because Im housin
Cmon
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
cause Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
cause Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
Because Im housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
Because Im housin
Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb (cause Im housin)
Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb (cause Im housin)
Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb (cause Im housin)
Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb (cause Im housin)
cause Im housin
cause Im housin
cause Im housin
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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I To I
i do not deny myself anymore
of its confidences
it is hard to strain this intimate
relationship between
this i and i,
for Thou can always sever from
me and always shall i
be left alone
devastated like a land abandoned
by the natives
because the conquerors who are
too cruel
have just arrived.
from this moment on
i promise myself
it is i
and i alone
let no one distract my
own attention
to love myself
above all
no matter what blunder
has it committed
against myself
for it is i
too who must forgive and
then always
forget
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The creator is both detached and committed, free and yet ensnared, concerned but not too much so. If motivation is too strong the person is blinded if the objective situation is too tightly structured, the person sees none of its alternative possibilities.
quote by Robert Macleod
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Blunder To Accept
Blunder to accept
That is not yours
And what is yours
Is also a blunder.
Nothing is ever live
And you live
Nothing is same
Same is blame
And blame is nothing.
Not for a moment
Your stay and you stay
You stay and I rectify
I rectify blunder of stay.
You know what is
Known to the knower
Nothing to worry
Nothing to fear
Only I am here.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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So Much To Do
The face of the world is a homely face,
And the look of the world unkind,
When harsh on your arm a hand it lays
And bids you into the grind,
That 's little to your mind, my dear,
That 's little to your mind.
But it 's work that counts in the world, you see;
Not what we dream, but do:
For the dreamer of dreams, whatever he be,
If he 'd have his dreams come true,
Must be a workman, too, my dear,
Must be a workman, too.
So much to do; so much to know;
So much that life would shirk!
But each is one of a hive below,
The world's great Hive of Irk,
Where each must do his work, my dear,
Each one must do his work.
A song, a look, a word of cheer,
Will help more than a sigh!
For this is the law of the hive, my dear,
That every bee must try, my dear,
And all the drones must die, my dear,
That all the drones must die.
Oft-times it seems that the end is far,
And the work we do, in vain;
That night will never reveal a star,
And day bring only rain,
To trouble our hearts again, my dear,
To trouble our hearts again.
But ever the stars are shining there
With ever the old regard;
And be it foul, or be it fair,
However long debarred,
All work has its reward, my dear,
All work has its reward.
Could summer come without the rose?
Or morn without the sun?
And thus shall toil bring soul's repose
To each and every one,
Whose work at last is done, my dear,
Whose work at last is done.
For the face of the world is a homely face,
But the look in its eyes is kind
To him who sets his heart's brisk pace
To the work he has in mind,
And turns not with the wind, my dear,
And turns not with the wind.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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When I'm talking to a large audience, I imagine that I'm talking to a single person.
quote by Red Barber
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Poet-hood
strip yourself naked,
look at your fine contours
and look for what you like and dont
giving no ground for self flagellation
pride or to wedge themselves in
giving yourself a rawness of yourself
so that you feel yourself another person
to yourself, so that you could even talk to him
like another person, like you know how to please
him, make him cry, laugh, love and hate you
now read through the lines that you have written
can you relate to them like the naked person
you have encountered in front of the mirror
without fear or favour so that the lines talk to you
like another person; so that you know whether it is lying
or speaking the truth, so that you can shut him out when required
until you can do that, you have not reached poet-hood
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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We Mean to Say
We mean to say, it never has been granted
That anyone but England could decide,
In the crease or at the wicket,
Just exactly what was cricket
And, of course, I mean to say, we have our pride.
The great old game was, as it were, invented
On the playing fields of Eton, and all that,
And to try to steal our thunder
When you think we've made a blunder
Why, dear old bean, that's talking thro' the hat!
We mean to say - the game originated
With us, back in the dear old top-hat days,
And the gentlemen who played it,
By their sterling methods, made it
A top-hole game for sportsmen - hence the phrase.
So, hang it all! If something 'isn't cricket'
It's our prerogative to say so, flat.
And it's cheek, you know, cool cheek,
When you dash in, so to speak,
And take the words out of our mouths like that.
We mean to say, there's quite a choice of phrases
That you might use, if you must make a fuss.
Curse away of you feel hot;
But it's simply bally rot
To apply our own pet shibboleth to us!
There's the code, you know - our code, we would remind you.
We made it for ourselves, and mean to stick it.
And to try to knock us flat
With a boomerang like that
By gad! It isn't done! It isn't cricket!
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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