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It is better to be looked over than overlooked.
I believe that it's better to be looked over than it is to be overlooked.
Loyalty and honesty
A wife is overlooked by her husband
For her total loyalty towards him.
A maid is overlooked by her lady
For her total honesty in her deeds.
03.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Often Overlooked
Bypassed with little thought
Barely given a mention
Those people in daily life
Overlooked by one and all
They may be as kind and loving
As any other in matter of fact
But that remains an unknown
They are acknowledged at times
But all too often left unconsidered
A name, a face and little else
On the fringe of the social circle
Used a filler when the need arises
Still they remain background characters
Overlooked by the leading cast
There only to make up the numbers
Never considered as anything more
To have played both roles in life
Being guilty with the bypassed thought
And left in the background scene
Is to know the honest plight
Of the often overlooked
poem by Matthew Holloway
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I Looked At You
i looked at you,
and saw the fugitive
in my mirror.
i looked at me,
and saw the child in you.
i looked at God,
and saw the stranger waiting.
i looked at the stranger,
and saw my brother in need.
i looked at freedom,
and saw the bars of the cell.
i looked at the bars,
and saw my spirit walk free.
i looked at anger,
and saw forgiveness waiting.
i looked at forgiveness,
and saw the hands of love.
i looked at my body,
and saw the bird leaving the nest.
i looked at the nest,
and saw a world made of straw.
i looked at today,
and saw the scars of yesterday.
i looked at yesterday,
and saw the dawning of tomorrow.
i looked at the seed,
and saw the plant in fullness.
i looked at fullness,
and saw emptiness the seed.
i looked at you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Witness.
The child looked
From parent
To parent,
Took in the
Raised voices,
The angered
Features, the
Long pointing
Fingers now
Jabbing the
Air, the way
She was so
Overlooked,
Not really
There, some small
Entity
Standing by
The back door,
Wondering
If the peace
Would ever
Come or if
Like the day
Before it
Went on for
Ever more.
She lifted
A hand, gave
A pleading
Gaze, murmured
A small phrase,
Wishing it
Would end and
Be peaceful
Like former
Happy days.
poem by Terry Collett
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That Cat Won't Sit On Your Lap
She warned me
That cat won't sit on your lap
She won't let you pick her up
And she won't let you sit on your lap
She likes to rub her head on you
But that's it
She won't let you pick her up
The cat looked at me
I looked at her
I let her rub her head on my leg
I look at her again and made a cat noise
She said, you'll see, she doesn't let anybody pick her up
I just looked at the cat
She looked at me
I reached to pick her up and she flinched
But she came back
I looked at her
And picked her up
She arched her back briefly
I rubbed her head, which she liked
The cat stayed on my lap
She said....how did you do that?
I said, I just did!
I looked a the cat
she looked at me
And we agreed not to tell
I put her down
As I did she knowingly looked back at me.
poem by James T. Adair
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You Looked On
You looked on.
As I was being raped.
You were up at a hight.
With others as well as you.
You could of gone for help.
But instead you looked on.
You left me to be hurt.
As you looked on.
But I guess I know why now.
As it wasnt to stop there.
It would seem rape would be all I was to know.
But you looked on when you could of helped.
And I hate you.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Tiny Teachers
If we looked to our children,
So simple and pure.
If we looked to our children,
We could learn so much more.
If we looked to our children,
We could rise above.
If we looked to our children,
We could learn how to love.
If we looked to our children,
We could find a way to be free.
If we looked to our children,
We could learn how to see.
If we looked to our children,
Without being so stern.
If we looked to our children,
How much we could learn.
poem by Cindy Kocsis
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Holy Grail-holy Blood
Men have quested for 'The Holy Grail”
A simple vessel, or jeweled chalice
Why do intrepid seekers always fail?
Is it because of voracity and malice?
Alas, they’ve looked in all the wrong places
Overlooked, a “Hide in plain sight” truism
Human bodies are God’s sacred vases
Blood coursing within, a guiltless baptism
There come a joyous day when Christ returns
However, not the way it’s been wrongly taught
When Christ-Fire within our hearts re-burns
Found! The Holy Grail, man has always sought
Jesus once said “You’ll be greater than I”
Will come to pass, when all self-sanctify
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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the Touch**********************1979
i looked up into the deep blue sky
little white clouds were floating by
i looked upon this young girls face
she held it down in disgrace.
i looked upon her cheeks so fair
she looked up to me to see if i care
i looked at her with content
and she knew right there it was heaven sent.
she smiled at me, and our eyes then touched
we knew then, it was much to much.
our hearts entwined and her lips met mine
we felt right there it was a love divine.
poem by Louis Rams
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I was overlooked long before anyone knew who I was.
quote by Paul Desmond
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I'm the last guy in the world to feel overlooked by the Academy.
quote by Jack Nicholson
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It is correct that I overlooked the contamination of the party, not just now but also in the past.
Memory (Thy Shall)
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
So delicate it may break.
A memory so lost,
So unwanted it tears apart,
Until it dies,
It shall go back to thy start.
A powerful memory it may be,
Or a memory that shall be overlooked,
Thy one shall let it see,
How thy memory is like a book.
But how powerful thy memory is,
It has to be stronger than a good memory,
A memory that has passion and feeling,
A memory that has greatness and becoming myself, I, and me.
Until that kind of memory is shown,
Thy memory shall be looked upon near and far,
Thy memory shall be kept hidden,
Until it shall be who we are.
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
so delicate it may break.
poem by Alicia Meyers
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The most overlooked advantage to owning a computer is that if they foul up there's no law against wacking them around a little.
quote by Joe Martin
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It is easily overlooked that what is now called vintage was once brand new.
quote by Tony Visconti
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Santa Looked A Lot Like Daddy
(Buck Owens & Don Rich)
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him
It's not the way I had him pictured
Santa was a much too thin
He didn't come down the chimney
So momma musta let him in
Yeah, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him.
Well they thought I was a sleepin'
They thought I was tucked in bed
They never thought that I'd come a peepin'
Or that I'd hear what was said
Santa put his arm around momma
And momma put her arm around him
So if Santa Claus ain't daddy
Then I'm a gonna tell on them.
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him
It's not the way I had him pictured
Santa was a much too thin
He didn't come down the chimney
So momma musta let him in
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him.
I never saw Dancer or Prancer
I never heard the sleigh bells ring
I never saw the red nosed reindeer
Like they show on the TV screen
But he sure bought alot of presents
So Santa Claus he must have been
Well, he sure looked a lot like daddy
And daddy looked alot like him.
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him
It's not the way I had him pictured
Santa was a much too thin
He didn't come down the chimney
So momma musta let him in
Well, Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like him.
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked alot like
Daddy looked alot like him...
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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That married couples can live together day after day is a miracle that the Vatican has overlooked.
quote by Bill Cosby
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