There isn't much better in this life than finding a way to spend a few hours in conversation with people you respect and love. You have to carve this time out of your life because you because you aren't really living without it.
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There isnt much better in this life than finding a way to spend a few hours in conversation with people you respect and love. You have to carve this time out of your life because you arent really living without it.
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Ageing father
Golden hair, yet eyes so dull
Kinda sucks growing old
Remembering things i used to do
Only then can I rid these blues
Life is great when you are young
People respect you, and life is fun
As you age, respect gets less
what happend have i became a debt
I used to bounce you on my knee
Care for you when you were three
Through your teens, i loved how you beamed
When you were twenty, my life got empty
Marriage for you, a life so new
children of your own to love
I never minded, you there mum
All i wanted was respect and love
Now im old and carnt manage a tub
A caring hand, a loving touch
Really i dont ask for much
I sit here all day and think of you
Wondering when ill see you
Im not dead im still here
Waiting for you to be near
Come spend some time with your father dear
poem by Dianne jennifer Stephens
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Living is All About
Living is all about a lovely day
And nights dreamy and romantic
Being able to say what you need to say
Ever seeking the crescent happiness peak!
Living is trying to carve out a lovely day
Being able to listen to what others have to say
Standing beneath the sky with stretched hands
Doing joyfully life’s little errands!
Living is finding out there’s still enough hope
Odds are there but you too are there to cope
That for every dark spot is a thousand lights
The world is a better place when love unites!
Living is travelling on ever widening shore
Be it in sunshine or when the rains pour
Leaving behind bouquets of smiles
For the ones coming up for the long weary miles!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Spend It
Whether love is time
Or love is money
I'd spend it all on you
If love is time I've got millenniums
Each and every second is for you
If it is, I've got all the time in the world
I've got time to fully demonstrate
My feelings for you in it's entirety
I've got time to prove my real love
If love is time 24 hours is a kiss
A week is seeing you smile
A month is but a hug from you
If love is time a year is one conversation
Seconds apart are like decades
Centuries are as our hearts beating as one
If love is money your face is on the bills
Since that's the case I won't spend a dime
That way i'll stay filthy rich
If love is money ill pay the exact amount
Because I don't want change
Plus the fact that its tax free
If love is money I'll put it all in the bank,
And let the interest make it increase
And no matter the amount in there it's always insured
If love is money I'd never be broke
That is, as long as you are mine
-Well like I said I'd never be broke
If love is money I work endless hours to attain it
I'd work as many jobs as possible
And then blow every cent on you
If love is money I'd invest it all
With no fear of a financial loss
And reap the largest return possible
If love is time
And love is money
It's an inconceivable concept to say 'I wasted it on you'
poem by Martin McCollugh
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No Respect
Respect,
Always everybody looking for some
Respect,
Who do you think youre gonna get it from
Respect,
Anybody here deserving of none
Respect,
Tell me what makes you think
Youre not the one
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
Respect,
Why be concerned with
Public adulation
Respect,
Pat on the back crying
For attention
Respect,
Finding out what it really
Means to me
Respect,
Honor comes only after
Humility
song performed by by Extreme
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Vision of an old Man
A cool breeze touched his white hair
While he was walking in the mystery street
Long life has made him to bend,
In front of the things those the history made
He was old, old enough to see the world for what it is
He was old, old enough to feels the death
He was old, old enough to think about the life that passes
He was old, old enough to see the real masses
White hair, as white as the teeth
Teeth those just moved for lots of times
Blue eyes…
Which were covered by glasses, Glasses of lies? !
Hands of times aren't cruel, it's their duty
We can't stop them of the work they are doing
BUT! A time, it's our turn...
To be old, and then burn...
The old man wanted nothing instead of a simple respect
Respect, the thing that is forgotten for these people
A day that old man was young and powerful, but so prideful
And now he is old like his father that was…but now he is none full
He just needs respect, a respect for his white hair
Respect for his long life that is passed
Respect for his respectful heart
That now is tears a part.
poem by Ellias Anderson
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Live Life Right (song)
These days just keep goin' by
It seems like I'm loosein' my life
The whole world is flyin' by me as i stand still
I start walkin' slowly as it passes before my eyes
Am i loosing my life
Or am i the only one takein' my time
Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and take a break
Set aside all our problems in life
Just raise up your glasses and live your life right
Why are young people in such a hurry to grow old
While the old people wish they were young once again
Why do we wish for things that will never come true
And chase silly dreams the you know aren't for you
All these silly dreams and wishes are just a waste of time
Why spend your life chasing the horizon when you could be haveing fun
Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and look around
Just set aside all our problems in life
Raise up our glasses and live life right
Life is to short to go chasing dreams you'll never catch
So just slow down and take your time
And try to do your best
Cause you only get one chance to live your life
So you better live it like the life u want to live
And don't let anyone tell you other wise
Cause if you let other people control your life
then you'll live your life always asking why
poem by Angelica Boyce
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Life.
Life is too precious to play with,
Life worth more respect and consideration,
Life you worth to salute.
People, do not play with life,
People, do not egnore yourselves
Becouse you are playing with LIFE.
Life is a God given gift
It really worth respect
It Mean a lot to us.
People, do not play around life
Many are dying of AIDS becouse of life ignoring.
Losing respect to life means loossing yourself.
poem by Innocent Timburwa
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A Picture Story For The Curious
(You supply the pictures!)
I get to meditate
in a chair!
Or against the wall
with my legs
stretched out!
(Or even in bed!)
I get to see
maybe half
of what I'm looking at!
(This changes everything!)
I get to dance
like the tipsy old men
I adored
when I was an infant!
(They never dropped me!)
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to ride a bicycle
with tall
handlebars!
(My posture improves!)
I get to give up
learning to sail!
I get to know
I will never speak
German!
I get to snuggle all
morning
with my snuggler
of choice:
counting the hours
by how many times
we get up
to pee!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to eat chocolate
with my salad.
Or even as a first course!
I get to forget!
I get to paint
with colors
I mix myself!
Colors
I've never seen
before.
I get to sleep
with my dog
& pray never to outlive
my cat!
I get to play
music
without reading
a note!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to sleep
in a
hammock
under the same
stars
wherever I am!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to laugh
at all the things
I don't know
& cannot
find!
I get to greet
people I don't remember
as if I know them
very well.
After all, how different
can they be?
I get to grow
my entire
garden
in a few
pots!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to see
& feel
the suffering
of the whole
world
& to take
a nap
when I feel
like it
anyway!
I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
I get to feel
more love
than I ever thought
existed!
Everything appears to be made
of the stuff!
I feel this
especially for You! Though I may not remember
exactly which You
you are!
How cool is this!
Still, I get to spend time with myself
whenever I want!
And that is just a taste
as the old people used to say
down in Georgia
when I was a child
of what you get
for getting old.
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there's something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for darn sure, something to get!
poem by Alice Walker
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In The Name Of People
In the name of kind people who aren't hopeless
The people who are looking for bless
In the name of people who have a great self steam and a great view of life
The people who help other people to be alive
The people who respect each other
People who learn to not bother
In the name of people who had pure tears
People who lived a life full of fears
In the name of people …people who will stay
People who are strong in their speeches, they don't say may! ! ! !
In the name of people who believe what is disgusting is LIE!
People who haven't seen my tears tonight…I'm going to say good bye.
In the name of people, the people of a forgotten place
People who stayed strong, even with their blooded face
In the name of people, the people who are dear
People that will cry, will laugh, but they don't betray, with their pure tear
poem by Ellias Anderson
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A Rock n Roll Fantasy
Hello you, hello me, hello people we used to be
Isnt it strange, we never changed
Weve been through it all yet were still the same
And I know its a miracle, we still go, and for all we know
We might still have a way to go
Hello me, hello you, you say you want out
Want to start anew, throw in your hand
Break up the band, start a new life, be a new man
But for all we know, we might still have a way to go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Theres a guy in my block, he lives for rock
He plays records day and night
And when he feels down, he puts some rock n roll on
And it makes him feel alright
And when he feels the world is closing in
He turns his stereo way up high
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, livingt in a rock n roll fantasy
Look at me, look at you
You say youve got nothing left to prove
The king is dead, rock is done
You might be through but Ive just begun
I dont know, I feel free and I wont let go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Dan is a fan and he lives for our music
Its the only thing that gets him by
Hes watched us grow and hes seen all our shows
Hes seen us low and hes seen us high
Oh, but you and me keep thinking
That the worlds just passing us by
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
Dont want to spend my life living on the edge of reality
Dont want to waste my life, hiding away anymore
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy...
song performed by by Kinks
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Respect, Respect me
Respect, respect me, I say
In every single way
Respect me day by day
Don’t put me down
When we are out and about with people around
Playing me like a fool
Portraying me as one who never went to school
Respect me sweet heart
Till life sets us apart
Respect my needs
Listen and take heed
Respect to me is what means love
And not those commonly spoken words,
‘I love you’
To respect me is to publicly and privately honour me
To respect me is to listen attentively while I speak
To respect me is to bread and butter my desire to be free
To respect me is to stand by me when I am weak
Look up! Look up to me!
I may not be perfect
Nor a genius of an intellect
Respect, respect me & our love will stand erect!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Your Purpose of Living
The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.
Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.
You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.
poem by Franca Kenneth
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What Would Be The Purpose
Taking it to falsify someone's character,
Eventually results in the discrediting...
Of the person making adverse comments.
Not only is the person who has been defamed,
Discovered not to be the person believed to have been known...
But also those who become aware of this,
Realize the only information they get about anyone depicted...
Has never come from the mouths of those,
Who are themselves the 'horses'.
You know what I'm sayin'...
Those who actually lay down their own life track.
That information has always been given by someone,
Running their mouth giving opinions to have others quickly believe.
And doing it as if they've been annointed an authority.
Whole families have been ruined by people like that.
People who are jealous and lie about the actual facts.
When people eventually meet someone who has been scandalized.
Their actual personas aren't accepted.
In fact,
It is perceived they are in disguise.
'Why do they act like that? '
~Act? That's who they are.~
'That's not what I've been told.'
~Well...
When was the last time you had a conversation with them? ~
'I've never had a conversation with them.
What would be the purpose? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've literally, in my entire life I've had two guys come up to me and ask me out. Other than that I have had to go and try to like spend time with them, or sort of start the conversation, basically like spell it out in a Sharpie, like, you know?
quote by Jennifer Love Hewitt
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Do You Have A Little Time
If you're feeling low and lost today
Probably doing too much again
Spend all your hours just rushing around
Do You Have A Little Time for me?
Slow down my love you're confusing me
If your feeling stressed just try calling
Spend your time waiting for anyone to see
Do you have a little time for me?
You should stop for a while
You will find me standing by
Over here beside of your light
I will hold you still, remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is
Why do you still run when you could walk with me
Life will pass you by when you move to quickly
What can you see when spinning around
Do you have a little time for me
You should stop for a while
You will find me standing by
Over here beside of your life
I will hold you still, remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is...
If you let me listen, I'll make you feel clear
And if you let me love you, I'll always be there
You take this one step closer to me, You'll see
When you stop for a while, you will find me standing by
over here, here in your life
I will hold you still , remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is, when you have time that is
song performed by by Dido
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The Declining Art Of Communication
We all seem to be living our lives
At an ever increasing pace.
We are finding less and less time
To meet up with people face to face.
You often read stories in the press,
About people being fired or dumped by text.
The way in which we communicate has changed so much,
That you do find yourself wondering 'Whatever next? '
There are some things, which by text or email,
You just really shouldn't say:
Like, if you're telling someone that they're no longer wanted,
Or that someone they know has just passed away.
You can check your email at your leisure,
Unlike if someone contacts you by phone,
But like they say, it's good to talk,
So you really shouldn't moan.
I love receiving letters on fancy paper from my friends,
And hear them dropping through my letterbox,
But the whole idea of 'snail' as opposed to email,
Is a concept which, nowadays, is often mocked.
If you're talking face to face,
You're less likely to get the wrong impression.
You can connect more to people's thoughts and feelings,
If you are able to read their facial expressions.
Tackling a sensitive subject with someone,
Often has us trembling with fear,
But is it really better for it to be discussed
Electronically, rather than ear to ear?
Sometimes, you can spend hours together,
During which time, very little of importance is said.
Then, later, you log on to your computer,
And discover all the gossip is on there instead!
If you put all of your news on Facebook,
You may find your face to face conversation is suddenly dead.
When you next meet up with someone and mention your news,
They will turn to you, and say 'Yeah, you said'!
The world of communication has come on in leaps and bounds,
But, in some ways, it has advanced too much.
Communication can now be so impersonal,
That we seem to have lost the human touch.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Couldn't Afford to Be Lost!
You have not wasted my life,
By finding yours.
I've had this insight.
I had not been waiting for you...
To come 'see' the light.
I've been making mistakes and living life,
While making all types of sacrifices.
No time did I give to wish for the impossible dream.
Every step I take is a challenge.
Do you see any hired bodyguards,
Protecting me from harm?
But around you I have seen delusions,
Fantasies and myths.
And you have no idea how dangerous I think that is!
You have not wasted my life,
By finding yours.
I couldn't afford to be lost!
My identity and dignity I love too much!
I had to be where I was and focused...
At all times.
Since you never were...
You have no clue as to how important that is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People spend too much time finding other people to blame, too much energy finding excuses for not being what they are capable of being, and not enough energy putting themselves on the line, growing out of the past, and getting on with their lives.
quote by J. Michael Straczynski
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Respect And Holler
Respect as far as little talks, looking,
Swaying and seeing, to blindly walk.
Gosh, the manners mastered are exact,
Often we sell products of beauty.
Gaggling geese stutter and remedy others,
With their squawk, hollering and howling.
Let living be red, blue are the skies,
And blood is the same as life gone.
Love is the blood of life, in this respect,
Often a liver worked by living like us.
poem by Naveed Akram
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