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I've had too lengthy a career and coached too many players to make a choice.

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She Had Too Much She Had Too Little

of this
she had too much
of that
she had too little
and of this and of that
i am a little bit confused
what to take
what to discard
what to leave
what to believe
buy this buy that
throw this throw that away
i take a step forward i am told to take another step backward
i think it must be this
but i think it can also be that
of this and that
of these and those
it does not matter what she really thinks
i have my own thoughts now
about this and about that
i will take this
and only this
from far away London
i shall have thoughts of my own
now....................................... ......

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For Far Too Many Days, Months and Years

The only point that you can make...
That can be proven,
Is a disappearance made.
And you can save any excuses,
You would like to waste time to make...
To use on someone else.

Any shallow steps you wish to correct,
That had in the past been done...
Have been placed.
And if you did not know what you were doing then...
Today will not make the difference.
For far too many days, months and years,
With my tears flowing for hours...
You have accused me for not understanding.

Well...
Today I do!
And it is clear you and I are through.
I'm not here to rehash and trash the past.
That 'fact' does not need another re-enactment.
Backward movements I'm not taking.
And that merry-go-round has stopped.
You're the only one wishing to ride it!

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One Too Many Times

She was the golden summer wine
And now shes black and blue resigned
He took advantage like the spider, helpless
One too many times
You had to go ahead and sing
You had to steal that diamond ring
Upon the headstone so inscribed, they cried
One too many times
We are so human, were so small
Were always coming back for more
A second helping third and fourth, its gone
One too many times
One too many times

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One Too Many

I think I had one too many
I know I had one too many
I think I had one too many is all
I'm trying hard
But I can't remember
How I got home
Don't recall any streets I roamed
Can't remember at all
I think I had one too many
It must have been the one too many
I think I had one too many is all
To my disgrace
All I recall is my daddys face
And how I wished
That I could see him again
I think I had.... etc

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I Have Seen Too Many Old Friends Die

I Have Seen Too Many Old Friends Die

I have seen too many old friends die
I have visited too many hospitals
I have cheered up as best I can - too many times
I have watched helplessly
their pain and degradation
too many times.

I have had enough.

I don't want to see another friend die
and I don't want to die
in such a terrible way either.

I have seen too much-
Tomorrow I will make another visit-

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Far Too Many Tears

Far too many tears
were shed,
fell in the solitary years
as if they had been bled.

Loneliness encompassed me
and I knew that from loving you
I would never be free
and was wondering if my feelings were being true,

while even every sunny day
was turned into being blue,
as if my life had been swept away
by a stormy tide that was bursting through

while from me you were gone
and in life I only soldiered on.

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Once Too Many Times

I had one too many
A thousand would'nt be enough
Yesterday is gone
Today is a new day
Insanity! go away

I've accepted the things I can't change
If tragedy hits
Life is the pits
So don't turn to booze
You'll surely lose

I can't drown my sorrows
In booze no more
I'm gonna hit a meeting
Instead of a liquor store

I'm sick and tired of living in pain
Sick and tired of living in shame
I must change my ways
Before I go insane

So young lads
Please, don't tread on the rocks, I stumbled on
Don't be a boozer
Sure enough
You will be a loser

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Too Many Aches And Ailments At Once

TOO MANY ACHES AND AILMENTS AT ONCE

Too many aches and ailments at once
A remedy for one causes new problems with another-
Tiredness is all-

Death is not feared-
Is it cowardly to want a way out?

One wills oneself to be courageous-
This thing is tried
And then another tried
One pain down another irritation up -

I cough and I ache and I long to rest
A poem cannot end the pains
Writing is only a minor distraction-

It is not good to be sick
And less good when one is old
Will I ever be alright again?

I have gotten out of this before
I will this time get out of it again-

But in the years to come?

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I Have Had Enough Of The Words And The Poems

I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THE WORDS AND THE POEMS

I have had enough of the words and the poems
And the endless sayings which lead only to more words and words
I want to go alone
To the far far distance
Where G-d is home
And there where I am real
Be
What I always dreamed
The loving son of Reuben Kelly and Edith Freedman
A little child
Whose father did not stop screaming in pain
And whose mother simply loved in kindness
No matter whatever was said or done
Because I miss them so still
In my old age
My parents my mother and my father Mom and Dad
They were the only best I ever had
God bless them wherever they are
And will I ever be with them again?

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Obvious Flaws Too Many Wore Like Badges

Examine me!
Go ahead.
I've been 'examined' all my life.
Examined as a child,
In elementary school.

'They are sweet...
And such adorable poor 'project children'

And ridiculed with my sister.
Like we were freaks.
And compared and dehumanized.
In front of white children...
Who were taught to despise us,
Before they took flight to the suburbs.
And did all they could...
To deny both the intelligence,
And rights of Negros where I lived!

Examine me!
You go right ahead.
But I defy you to say...
My deeds are mediocre!

In fact...
Incompetence is something I had long recognized.
As I was being examined.
But I was never thought to be of 'that' kind of mind,
To correct obvious flaws too many wore like badges...
And paraded in the finest of pretentious snob-like fashion.
As I was being examined.

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Too Many Too

Too many drivers in too many cars.
Too many lost souls drinking in too many bars.
Too many heroes stepping on too many toes.
Too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.
Too many lives each cat can lose ---
Weve got too many too.
Too many too.
Too much sunshine. too many drops of rain.
Too many equal and average children who will all grow up the same.
Too many fireside politicians holding too many views.
Too many questions --- but there are answers too few.
Too many lives each cat can lose ---
Weve got too many too.
If I were a liar --- yes, and you were a cheat ---
There would be too many places where we all could meet.
Too many temples where we could worship the beast.
Where he who thinks he had the most in fact has the least.
Too many lives each cat can lose --
Ive got too many too.
Ive got too many too.

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Recurring One Too Many Nights Too Often

Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship.

And at the alter...
I passed out into complete darkness.
And when I awakened,
Someone had written 'I Do'...
On my fingertips.

And to this day you say...
I was the one who requested that done?
And no one at the ceremony,
Witnessed any of this?
Even when their faces appear to me,
To be stunned.

Nor can the minister,
Who swears he heard me whisper,
'Please help me get out of this.'

Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship?

And every night it seems,
I awaken from a nightmare screaming...
To the feeling of your eyes glaring.
There beside me ensuringly to convince,
I have had nothing but a bad dream!

No.
This can not be so.
All of it was and still is a nightmare.
Recurring one too many nights too often.

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Too Many People

(ransford)
Theres a story that I read about in books
About the bad times that people had
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people
The black plague came along and wiped out quite a few
The rats came with the graves, thats how we knew
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people
This aint no story
No fairy tale
These things have happened once before
Ask yourself the question
When will it end
There aint no foolin death
So you just gotta sit and wait
Break
Too many people
Too many people
This aint no story
No fairy tale
These things have happened once before
Ask yourself the question
When will it end
There aint no foolin death
So you just gotta sit and wait
A million people died
In great wars, that we know
They sacrificed their lives
Just goes to show
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people (theres too many people)
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people oh yeah

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A Remedy Too Many Dare to Face

To tunnel in and out of the darkside,
Has to be done.
If an appreciation for light,
Helps to overcome....
A foolish accepted activity,
Easily embraced...
By those too long comforted by clouds.
When there is an option to bask in Sun.

To avoid pain some keep it sustained.
And not to admit it is felt...
Does not mean it is not seen,
Nor kept undetected from someone else.

It resides and hides behind illnesses.
Inhabiting our minds to dine on mental ailments.
And they are shared without thought.
As if to gift others...
Seeking agonies sought.

'You're not the only one,
Who has enjoyed those aches and pains.
I've had them for years.
And my doctor says I should...
Double the dose.
Promising slowly I will begin not to notice.
As long as I maintain the routine.'

To tunnel in and out of the darkside,
Has to be done.
If an appreciation for light,
Helps to overcome...
Until the root of this self infliction,
Ends a need for habitual prescriptions...
We are addicted to monitor.
Fearing the cure of self examination.
A remedy too many dare to face.
Choosing to pop and dropp daily as scheduled,
On 'anti-reality' in its place!

With no less than 8 ounces of a preferred beverage.

'I'll take another round of rum and coke.
Forget the rocks! '

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Too Many Have Suppressed Their Depressions

Too many have suppressed their depressions.
And had shied away from expressing they are upset.
Protesters seem to be doing their best,
To be civilized with the hiding of their regrets.
With a wish they had not let themselves,
Gather into the streets to protest a greed.
When those homeless and needing to eat,
And a place to sleep...
Should have long ago sent warnings,
How those who are obviously in need...
Could be easily ignored by those who continue,
To feast as if nothing else is noticed.

Too many have suppressed their depressions.
And no longer shy away from expressing they are upset.
Protesters seem to be doing their best,
To be civilized with the hiding of their regrets...
With a wish they had not let themselves,
Gather into the streets to protest a greed.
Believing themselves to be right.
Because they are mostly...
Well,
Fighters for fading entitlements...
That are being erased from their eyesights.

And if this was not happening to them at all,
It would be poverty as usual...
For 'those' people to experience.
You know...
The ones too lazy to get a job.
Or find a decent wage to feed themselves and families.
Under a roof they can afford.
You know...
'Those' people who had never been accepted,
By the whims of 'them' with their selected druthers.

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Too Many Tears

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I used to be the man for you,
Did everything you wanted me to,
So, tell me, baby,
What did I do wrong...
I told you what you wanted to know,
Precious secrets never spoken before.
All Im asking,
Where did I go wrong...
Some things are better left unsaid,
But, all I do is cry instead,
Now, Ive cried me a river,
Thinking how it used to be...
Thereve been too many tears falling,
And thereve been too many hearts
Breaking in two.
Remember what we had together,
Believing it would last forever.
So, tell me, baby,
Where did I go wrong...
Everything I had was yours,
More than I have ever given before,
So, wont you tell me
Did I hurt you so bad...
I guess Im fooling myself,
cause I want you and no one else.
And I cant understand
Why youre doing these things to me...
Thereve been too many tears falling,
And thereve been too many hearts
Breaking in two...
Remember what we had together,
Believing it would last forever.
So, tell me, baby,
Where did I go wrong, where did I go wrong...
Now my heart is breaking,
My whole world is shaking,
cause I cant understand
Why youre doing these things to me...
Thereve been too many tears falling,
And thereve been too many hearts
Breaking in two...
Remember what we had together,
Believing it would last forever...
So, tell me, baby,
Where did I go wrong...

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A Victim Of Learning Too Many Lessons

Why is it that it seems,
You express little empathy...
Towards those who are currently,
Suffering from hunger, homelessness.
And a loss of their dignities.

'I began to express that years ago,
When the sight of it would hurt me so.
And I witnessed those with turned up noses.
Pretending what was exposed,
Had been a dilemma others chose.'

But the circumstances today are quite different.

'How and why? '

Those who suffer,
Have lost their homes and valuables.
And images that impressed,
Others in a lesser position...
They never took time to address.
With their empathies expressed.

'And...
Your point is what?
Their suffering done is more effective?
And my empathy given to them,
Should be more reflective? '

But the circumstances today are quite different.

'How and why? '

These people have never experienced,
A life lived like this before.

'Neither had my ancestors.
But guess what? '

What?

'When my ancestors suffered,
They never discriminated by looking away.
And today you can say...
I am a victim of learning too many lessons.
And when I am shown a negligence,
By them expressed...
What am I to do?
Show them I have not been taught by the best? '

But the circumstances today are quite different.

'How and why?
Are these new lessons I have not recognized?
Have those old lessons been changed,
And are now disguised? '

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The Making of a Prince II: A King with Too Many Names

Eyes of adamantine admiration,
Eyes of green jealousy,
And like my own of enigma;
Skin of robust splendor,
Skin of soigné plutocracy,
And like my own of harsh grating;
He had a extensive collection
Of these myriad visions

Brands and names,
Epitaphs and banners…
He had too much already
And I cannot endow him
Of a gift, of a name,
But in spite of the perplexity
Of his multitude, I knew him
And the core of his magnitude

A soul, a heart, a thousand words,
An assuaging fix, a destructive machinism,
Triumphs and defeat;
Overwhelming his names—
He was a king, he was a king.

He was a brittle glass of a king
Capable of holding many dishabille
Possessing ice and fire, fire and ice,
For candid tears and for affections
And as he meander in this shriveled globe
In the superfluity of his winding paths
The sun casts his diadem loftily
And the glass that his vessel was
Spewed a vexing prism in prance
Of its thousand shades and inflections
And the affliction was upon him

This king with many a name
Displays his scars too flagrantly
For it was more noble, as he believed,
Than his unutterable bank of grandiosity
And perhaps, in his vain rummaging
In myself: a mirror bijou of slivers
He saw himself, in a dour vantage,
His eviscerations, and faults, and errs -
A little coy prince wilted from a dream

Under the sun's duress, in the fear's chest
Juxtaposed the graves we built and exhumed:
We talked of riddles,
Gambled with death and life,
Shuffled reveries,
Wrote garish words
And slurring veracity,
Survived genocides
And treacle poisons—
In his clandestine dominion
Deeper than his clad loin
I had rubbed myself luster
And before I depart
I saw what he did:
A coy little prince

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The Woman With Too Many Teeth

The woman with too many teeth was accused of 'smiling too much'

In the office, on the phone

Even when she was on her own [as seen by cctv! ]

The woman with too many teeth would always hesitate and was

Losing weight,

And some got a hunch, that she could not eat her lunch

The woman with too many teeth could barely talk

She also had a funny walk

Due in part to her heavy jaw

She kept her head to the floor

Or covered her mouth with her scarf

As if to muffle a laugh, in a serious place

At funerals and in meetings

So as to 'keep a straight face in disguise]

At weddings and parties she could let herself go

Though her teeth hurt, and she was called a flirt

She left, embarrassed, confused and always alone

Was this her fate?

When she slept, the wind whistled through her top plate

And she almost swallowed her tongue

At the end of her tether, and quite irate

At the 'smiling strangers' blocking up her front gate

She sent them packing,

from jehovahs witnesses.

To refugees from kuwait

And told herself it wasn't too late

To find a twist in the road

That could make her mouth straight

She needed some love and some real understanding

So she tripped on the stairs and had a crash landing

But nothing had shifted except a couple of teeth

And now she was GRINNING in sheer disbelief

She tried to walk out into oncoming traffic

Then to hang by her teeth, by a piece of elastic

But the elastic snapped

So she bunjee jumped

Gripping hard with her molars, that took the full brunt

They fell like white splinters.......

At last she could have ' a serious lunch! '

Somehow she knew there's always a 'happy ever after'

Though she she was toothless and sore,

With both legs in plaster

With a 'serious expression at last

SAYING, PLEASE, NO MORE LAUGHTER! !

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I've Been Raise To Be Able To Do Too Many Things

I was raised surrounded by women,
Who made struggle look easy.
My grandmother, aunts, mother and sisters...
Can pull California to the East Coast,
With just their teeth!
That's the image I am given!
AND, they are beautiful too.
What's up with that?

All the men folk are spoiled like little boys.
Mesmerized and shocked.
The women in my family have the strength of an Ox.
And the men strut as if they discovered gold.

Whenever I saw my grandmother sit,
She was knitting or peeling vegetables or making preserves.
While something was cooking in the kitchen.
And not a speck of dust dared to fall on the furniture.
Or on the floors.
AND birthed twenty-one children.
YES!
Imagine having women like that,
Keeping an eye on you!
You would welcome long quiet walks alone!
Talking to birds and hugging trees.
Or do something creative like write.
Which has been an inexpensive therapy.

Yes, I've been spoiled!
Spoiled to believe,
Every woman I ever met...
Outside of my family should have these qualities.

But today...
Women with brains and beauty,
Disrespect men who aren't wearing capes...
Masked and jumping off of buildings.
Or doing something 'strange'
To enhance their manhood.

Today's women seek someone to fictionalized.
To take care of them while they take care of themselves.
You know the kind?
Seeking to attract like fresh painted toys.
To say there are no men.
But they can't accept men who aren't acting like little boys.
Game players and cheats who wear sneakers.

The women who say what's yours is mine,
And what's mine is none of your business!

The kind that are left alone seeking child 'support'.
After aborting their respect for men!
To leave men to find other men for companionship!
However that's addressed.
Down low and from which closet.

AND...
You can call this whatever you want.
I'm not the one who creates statistics.
Nor do I live my life being a victim of them either.
I've been raise to be able to do too many things!
At the same time.

Go ahead.
I am wanting you to use your imagination.
God knows I had to use mine!
Sometimes with fantasies that are better when masturbated.

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