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There's no ill that doesn't turn out for the better.

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What Hope Can Do.

Hope....
Hope......
Hope is what strives you to be the best that you can.
Hope is what helps you hold on.
Hope is what makes you feel there could be a possibility that everything can work out for the better.
Hope is what you can make it be.

Hope is magical.
Hope is fantastic.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is everything.
Hope is sweet.

Hope is there for you.
Hope is there for friends.
Hope is there for family.
Hope is there for loved ones.
Hope is there for everybody..........

By Billy Aston - Wright

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Happy 2011

HAPPY 2011

H-ave
A
P-eaceful
P-rosperous
Y-ear

I trust that 2011 is going to be a year to remember
That from January to December

You are going to be blessed
That all will turn out for the best

You will win every test
Fix all that is messed

Restore broken relations
Have more patience

When times become tough
They will be overcome by love

You will give no place to fear
And 2011 will be an awesome year

Gods very best to you and your family for 2011
Love
Henry & Madalene 31 January 2011
Hebry Brown 31 January 2011

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A New Hope

Just another day has begun,
For billions of souls
And the unachieved Goals

Hope is like a dream
Can make you achieve extreme

Hope gives you the strength
And reminds you that events will turn out for the best

Hope makes you believe
In all the things that you can achieve

Hope encourages you to be creative
It broadens our perspective

Hope is like a light
It takes away all the fright

Hope removes the blinders of fear and despair
All the things that can be unfair

Hope makes you see the big picture
And will always be your well wisher

Hope is essential
And it will end your entire struggle
Hope is a voice inside
And it gives you a sigh

Hope is for everyone
For you, for me and for the entire universe
Like the little engine that keep saying
'I think I can, I think I can'
Achieve more than you can plan

So let's hope for the best
And destiny will take care of the rest

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Ill Get You High

Saw your car, so I know youre here
Its been such a long time, looking totally weird
But I dont remember why
Pull the trigger and die
What a beautiful day for a drive
Not a cloud left in the sky
Why dont you give me a ride to the studio
Ill get you high
Ill get you high
[sung to the tune of the flintstones theme:]
Bimbo, meet the bimbo
Shes a modern stone-age family
Drowned out, thrown out of glencoe
Shes a face without a history
Now that cat will stay out for the night
Fred gets in a terrifying fight
We all back down and beg him not tonight
Come in the living room and dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
In that old familiar valley
Where I have dumped my heavy load
Mom and dad sit back in the loveseat
From too much loss, from too much hope
What a beautiful day for a drive
Not a cloud left in the sky
Why dont you give me a ride to the studio
Ill get you high
Ill get you high

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So he said 'I'm going to chop off the bottom of one of your trouser legs and put it in a library.' I thought 'That's a turn-up for the books.'

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Crying in the Rain

I like to walk in the rain.
For there I can cry.
Its not looked upon as weak.

In the rain I can cry
For within my hart it rains all the time.
Things never go right.
Always go wrong
Turn out for the worst.

In my hart I cry so noone sees
In the rain it dont matter noone can see.

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Push you away.

I gave it all away

To change you, for the better

Now there nothen left to do

To help you

I'll leave you now

And prey you live

And I hope someone comes by

Someone that can change you

Completly for the better

And that you want to do

What you did to me, on purpose

You'll change for her

And save me

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Lady Godivas Room

Words and music mick hucknall
before we go on the honeymoon is over...
Just because Ive never known your face
Dont look at me in the wrong way
To try and pick you out from all this space
The coldest room in the whole damn place
Chorus
Lady godivas room
The only place she ever played in tune
Lady godivas room
The only place she ever played her bells in
Ah this is madness
This is insane
Gloom
Before we go on the honeymoon is over
When I asked I was beside myself
Thought that marrige would turn out well
The love we have is still inside us
The dreams we had have left inside and died
In this holly and ivy age
The day we kissed on the mistletoe train
Chorus
Before we go on the honeymoon is over
Bofore we go on the honeymoon is over
Lady godiva the honeymoon is over

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Saturday Night

Written by max collins
Saturday night burns a redness on my face
I tasted you tasted me you were never my taste
Now youre left alone with precious thoughts
Of half assed half an hour stops
And talk so small I cant remember ever saying a word
Laced with thick naivete
Firm delusions cant be swayed
Tell yourself youre happy
We both know the truth
Its false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk
Your eyes are closed your heart open wide and thats no good
There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me that you cant see
So beg my pardon
Honestys a virtue that can hurt you let it be
The thought that counts is counting down the minutes till I leave
And when I do youll be looking for security in words
Though you know that you wont get it for the better for the worse
I apologize for me
Then Im back in a couple weeks
Im too weak to help it
Dont know how to end it
I apologize for me

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Thats The Way Love Turned Out To Be

(quinton claunch, dave hall & ry cooder)
Brand new day, brave new man
Its a miracle what love can do
All the joys romance can bring
Come smiling down on a heart thats true
When love is real, you cant turn it around
Its like a river running down to the sea
This old world turns around for lovers like you
Its not the way love turned out for me
People in love build a house they can share
Takes a long time to get it just right
But a fire can start in the kitchen somewhere
And burn that little house down over night
That flame burning bright in your heart, I believed that
You turned it on just for me
Another man held that fire, burned our house to the ground
Thats the way love turned out for me
People turn out for the big show
Pretty flowers turn out in the spring
And the light turns out in the kitchen
When somebody pulls on the string
But theres no light burning in my kitchen
And no doors open up with my key
And I aint got no one to turn to
Thats the way love turned out for me

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Dark Dancing- Elle

There were moments
when she slipped
again to the edge of her solitude
which in full view exuded its dark charm;
she gazing it in the eye
her hand in my hand
my bringing her back
this once more again

back but still drawn
still able
in the next moment
to say yes
to that sweet interiorality
that withdrawalness
brings.

No one in there but her
when she went there;
no pressure;
a certain peace
which comes from
not being out there
where Strife
and Expectations live.

Maybe that was it.
Being out there.
She just felt that she could
be out for just a small while
but could not sustain
feeling phoney among those
used to the light.

I felt
in these times
I failed her
not being attractive enough
to make sunlight cleanse her
of vampire kisses
and dark attractions.

But she did come back
from that Mental Cave Dark.

Our dance
is this quiet dance
where survival is at stake
with every step advanced;
every step withdrawn matters.

One day she said.
'Have you noticed
I have had no dark moments
in a long while?
'Yes, ' I said
'Why?

She said
'I have grown exhausted from the back and forth.
I have decided to stay here for a while.'

That was how it ended, just like that.

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I Don't Know If You Knew

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel happy
Remembering those fun moments we had together
How it would bring me joy to make you laugh
To make you smile - Bright up your day
How I would enjoy seeing you every day
Having long conversations together
How it would please me to pleasure you
Make you feel like a queen - Treat you like royalty

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I yearn
Remembering that amazing friendship we shared
Shocked at how horridly it suddenly ended
Shocked at how cold you treated me
I yearn for that strong friendship we shared
Like no other - Like every other
I sometimes ask myself why it is that I still do
After finding out your true self
I guess I'm just a fool - Loved you too much

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel love
Thinking of you - Your beauty
Feeling that there's no other girl out there
Which could ever replace you
Or one to share the same love I share for you
I don't know why I loved you so much
Or is it love? - I just don't know any more

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I try to negotiate
Thinking that I could change
Change for the better
Become the man you want me to be
Get in shape - Be more fancy
Maybe one day you'd come to realise
That you've made a terrible mistake
And that one day, you'll want to make amends

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel confused
Not knowing whether I still feel for you
But in the end knowing that deep down
I never stopped loving you - Caring for you
I try to tell others that I stopped loving you
Sometimes I even try to fool myself that I just don't care
But it's hard to fool your own heart - Possibly impossible

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel in denial
Feeling that there's still a chance
I could still fix things - I'd think
It's not too late - I'd assure myself
We could still be close - As friends, of course
I could supress my feelings for you
It's ok - I'd do anything for you

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel hate
Remembering all the sacrifices I made for you
How unappreciative you were, are
I cant believe I fell for you
I'd love to know what I saw in you
Never have I been able to explain
Not to me - Not to anyone
I wish you had just acted cold from the start
Instead of leading me on for so long
What a fool I was, am

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel sad
Sad that I never lived up to your expectations
Sad that I could never be the man you wanted
The man of your dreams - Your fantasies
Remembering the times when I was wrong
Causing you to feel sad - Disappointing you
But in the end there was nothing I could do
I just wasn't good enough for you

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel forgiveness
Forgiving you for the way you treated me
How you handled the situation - Handled me
You just don't know how to handle these situations
Guys who have feelings for you - Or better yet,
Are madly in love with you - You just don't know
But it's ok - I'd say to myself
It's not your fault - I forgive you

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel regret
Remembering the first day I ever met you
Wishing I could just go back
Reversing everything that happened
Stopping me from going through this pain
Avoiding getting my heart crushed like no other
Not having to spend every day
Wishing that I never felt for you
Wishing that I had never fallen for you

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I feel angry
Remembering the way you treated me after
How furious it would make me
Knowing that what we had was all over
Sometimes I wouldn't be able to help it
The anger just gets to me
Sometimes I scream - Sometimes I swear
Sometimes I hit things - Sometimes I throw them

I don't know if you knew
But sometimes I think of you
I guess I've been thinking about you a lot
It's already been seven weeks
I don't know why I've been counting
But I guess I have
But I guess you know that by now

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Those Nights I Went Out With A Butcher's Knife

Those nights I went out with a butcher's knife
down the dark alley between our house
and the triplex next door, twelve years old,
my courage running down my leg, to stab
a full grown pervert running down the back stairs
when you flipped the porch lights on to spotlight
the spider stealing your panties off the clothesline,
onto my green gladiolus of a Spanish short sword
that hadn't tasted the blood of its first blossom yet,
I don't want to remember this anymore.
I don't want to be estranged from my own childhood
by garbage cans that look like dangerous men in the moonlight.

When I think of those days, there's a pervasive grey
that saturates everything like a cold fog,
and all my emotions are black oilspills on the concrete.
And all my insights come to me with a shock
like unknown eyes peering through the mail slot
you eventually boarded up like a plague door on the inside.
I watched the stardust of my innocence blow away
like the topsoil of the dirty thirties, as you spread flour
under the windows every night to see
if the drunk who lived above the grocery store
were painting his footprints on the ballroom floor again
as he had three nights before the cops wouldn't come
to arrest an increasingly brazen Peeping Tom.
saving themselves a bullet for everyone of us who ate our own.

I don't want to remember how excruciatingly transformative it was
to want to be the hero of a squadron of model Spitfires
that hung from my bedroom ceiling, and then
be called upon by a frightened whisper at the door
to go outside like a dragon with a flame thrower
of aviation fuel to confront the dirty end
of the joy stick of a sick world terrifying you
with the atrocious scenes on True Detective magazines
that were more intimately real on our front doorstep
than in any paranoid fantasy of yours
where big-busted blondes in torn blouses
were chained to trees by men with axes
and no one was trying to save an old growth forest.
I wish there'd been a timelock on my childhood years.
I wish things had been different, and you were always safe,
and I say this with no regrets, because I had to know
how to stand like a flaming angel at the gates
of a ruined Eden, to keep you and my sisters
out of reach of the hunting snake
with forbidden fruit between its legs
crawling up the tree towards panicked eggs in the nest
you flew around like a mother bird
in an emergency without an exit. It's been light years since
and it's funny how after all this time
the man in me has begun to shed delinquent tears
for the boy who had to know what a woman fears so early
I weep for you and I weep for me for all the pain and fear
we had to endure like a nightmare while we were still awake,
though I'd do it all again, for your sake, if I had to,
except now I'd go out back with a gun to get the job done.

Just the same. I wish I hadn't grown up in No Man's Land
and my childhood wasn't an elsewhere zone with warning signs
not to enter without abandoning all hope
that things would ever change for the better.
I wish I'd learned the spirit of the word first
like a feather of light in the scales of the jackal-god
before my heart knuckled down to the hard and fast letter
of learning how to ambush things that go bump in the night
while my heart beat harder than a hammer and an anvil
at what I was about to meet in the dark
like the nemetic karma of the eldest son of a welfare mother,
tenuously prepared to inflict a stomach wound on a stranger
who forgot the baby rattlesnakes could be
as toxic as the adults, if you scared them so badly
all that they feared was focused like a snakepit
on wanting to get you over with summarily like an intruder
on the threshold of a lethal childhood I wish would pass
transitory as the dew on the grass, not these ageless glaciers
that still wake me up from my boyhood dreams
in a cold sweat of garbage cans and moonbeams.

What kind of a man would I have been
if I hadn't seen perdition as a child too afraid
of being afraid, lest worse be hung over my head
than a World War II model airplane, and I burn alive
out of shame in a cockpit that never got off the ground
or went around the back to confront an unknown horror
that cut both ways like the crescents of the moon,
two sides of the same wound, one that congealed
like blood around a cut, and the other, a gash
deeper than that, in a childhood that never healed.

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Bomb In C Minor

There's a minefield set inside my head
Any little push and I think we're all dead
The barrel is loaded through my twisted neurology
Which social miasmas set in motion the trigger
Leading tainted endearments that lead me to linger
A hyacinth aborted, in the killing fields bloomed
caution were you tread, or this roman candle will yield

There's a bomb playing c minor, it's my schizoid sonata
Cracked coronets pick away my head with an axe
The violins scratch impressions on mahogany lines
While the Spanish guitar paints me to a far away time
And nobody hears the pressure point crescendo to the drums
as the bomb goes off for session number 1

Everyday is navigated combating a barbed wire planet
For eyes and subtle sneers, firing the shot penetrating fear
Wounds fragrant the body and make a casualty worn
Without notice to recoil the shrapnel lodges your thoughts
And every scar to the insults engineers a damaged mind
Leaving you on guard from your friends and your foes
Your never really sure, if their just exchanging roles

For every move in public view,
Exposes you to the gunman's cue
Get a role with Madam Guillotine
When you slip up on your tongue, in an open dialogue
And its blind date with a scaffold,
if you expose your heart to wolves in the sheets
Your maggot buffet if you don't have the resolve
Of a good poker face, under duress of public charge

Wisdom from the sludge has taught me how to run
To hide from the snipers who smile to brazenly
Sincerity is cosmetic, every emotion is synthetic
Every word is a code with an ulterior motive
Intimacy is segregated only a shield keeps me safe
Attachment is exposure to Greek barren gifts
Let them in and you receive a poison ivy handshake

Becoming a veteran at the age of adolescents
In a waiting room, reiterating old terror hit songs
Perpetual cycle of the dark thoughts of yester year
Brings poison to dreams of the things of today
Fear than blooms of ashes from future surprises
And everyday feels like a fly in a spider's web
Under the spotlight for the monsters teeth marks

There's a bomb in C minor, its singings as soft as lilac burns
There is a drum beating slowly with a disconnected cadence
And a viola that screaming with curling punctuation
Down funneling acoustics of improvising navigation
Mismatched Fugue imbedded rhythm tic chop soy
Every melody is detonating with precision replay
Askew to the wardrobe of my introverted delay

When amusement is heard I want to crawl to the rock
It's a packaged with allusions that entail cruel liaisons
Voices are poltergeist, the air becomes spoiled
With apprehension to phantom malefactor contortions
It's too late now; I've been contaminated by cohorts
Transmitted the key to my infectious anomie
Misery is educational, for intelligent survival
It's brought about this lesson of life's grand design:

Depression is a carousel of unwilling passengers
Spinning in a cycle of descending regrets
You're born to get on, and you die to get off
It's the only attraction you try not to ride
You either learn to flow with it or you just jump off it
Each way you transverse, the direction's always down
So if you attempt to vacate all you prove is that your beat
Chewed out for the lineup, and someone else will take your seat


There's a bomb playing c minor, it's my schizoid sonata
French horns attack with a sound full death mask
There's a flute playing softly as the rain hits my eye
And cello on a solo, that's softly springs a distant cry
Peaking at the moment of the pressure point crescendo
Drums explode, and crack the surface, of my rage know one noticed

Classrooms and offices are loaded with adversaries
It's hard to see the sunshine, when everyone's a grey cloud
I have a Boy Scout morality, that's euthanized by reality
Organized by small whispers, subtle glances are finality
There's away to escape from the shellshock glares
But the cure I have made is a shrapnel lodged dare
And quick fix from me will sting those around me

It's hard to smell the aroma of thinking multilaterally
When I'm juggling grenades on a rug that is being pulled
Every time I wear a face that beats me up before I fold
If only lies were innate, I could be a good contender
Exquisite with honours, to bury the fender benders
Instead I build from inertia rolling faster with rigor
Ticking perspiration for the crescendo of the trigger

Listen now I hear a tune that's painted softly cobalt blue
It's a soloist counting down the number of a thunder detonator
Low in key but high under the pressure pitch of the hangman's incinerator
Ticking tiptoe like a desperate ballerina on a tightrope line
That's getting thinner when swerves to avoid the lions pride
The symphony explodes the world has decomposed
And nothings left but sound to trace the vacancy of time
Its a bomb in C minor, my schzoid sonata

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E.M. Forster

For our vanity is such that we hold our own characters immutable, and we are slow to acknowledge that they have changed, even for the better.

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Follow Your Dream

The sign above the doorway
reads Follow Your Dream,
whatever dream that may be.
Reach out for the heavens
and catch a falling star,
make your wish under the moonlight
and dream it will come true.
We have no life without our dreams
so follow them readily.
Make each one so special
and it will come true.
Follow the trail it puts you on
and follow it constantly.
Persistence will find that rainbow
you seek at the end.
All you have to do
is follow your dream.

1 March 2009

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Mid Summers Rose

when a rose blooms out at sunset in
the mid summers evening light it is said that a new miracle had come
june 20th,2011
the day that had changed my life for the better
a friend that i never thought i'd be able to find
has come to me
tearing me from this storm that i had thought was my life forever
you had come and showed me that life has its ups and downs
you showed me a way to get past my fears
past my depression
into a life that i now dedicate to honoring you
when a rose blooms out at sunset in
the mid summers evening light it is said that a new miracle had come
And the miracle it had brought was you

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Energy, Synergy

feel the coming of this energy
rushing like blood pushing itself
inside our veins
now blue has turned to red
and you blush
with life

fill yourself with energy
push, push, push
pull, pull, pull

work things out
for the better
hop, hop, hop
hope, hope, hope,

make things for the better
excel, compete with yourself
another greater self today
than yesterday that you
always leave behind

you stand up now
you are a man of energy
yet you are not alone

you touch another hand
feel another body
diffuse, transfuse,
surge, mix, diffuse

you synergise
in this universality of this stream of humanity
in the ocean of our vast space
we become
stronger

one world,
one universe
one humanity

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Mark of a Man

Deep as the ocean, steep as a hill

Watch out for the currents... they may even kill

The softness in his voice, the lust in his eyes

Is the mark of a man he'll tell many lies...

He'll walk into your life, like a morning breeze

Will play with your emotions and then he'll freeze...

He will leave many roses, and wait for your call

Crazy to the extent, to inscribe on the wall

Will follow you like a shadow, at times it will haunt

But just the three words will melt you he's all that you want.... (I love you)

He is a born player and knows how to play

Once you are trapped he'll mould you like clay

His presence is all that will sweep you off your feet

And this is the tactic of a man who will cheat...

Leaving you helpless, your eyes full of tears

Will use and abuse you with out any fear

'Cause he is a cheater, and will always be that way

So watch out for the signs, this is all I say.

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(Crazy Poem) Afraid Of Myself

On the deep end
Starting a trend
Obsessive
Losing my marbles one at a time
I'm a kid again
So scared
Of what I might do to you
Because of what I am
Because of what has happen
An evil soul resurrecting
A disease so infecting
Rejecting the failure of my own mental dissection
Is their any objection?
If that is so
Good I need a criticism
This is how it is
This is what you got to give
Mind
Body
Soul
I'm losing control
Shaking
Fiending
Confused
All I have left I need to lose
Strip it all away
Down to the very foundation
Down to the very last constellation
Stars burning so bright
Fade with the flip of a switch
Trying to scratch an itch
I just can't reach
I've been bled and leached
Healing me
I just don't know
I think I should go
Before I make another mistake
Tears fill the empty lake
Thoughts of you keep me awake
Thought of you make me so dedicated
You are my fuel for my life
That I really never had
Yet I can't be near you
We had our parting of ways
You probably still hate me for that day
But that's okay
It's for the better
Even in late December
I try not to remember
But it can't be helped
This was the second truth of a hard life with no end in sight
So I'll go on
It was a good fight
I'll never try rewriting what has already been written
Let it be
Please let it be
Oh please just let it be

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