I suddenly saw that all the time it was not I who had been seeking God, but God who had been seeking me. I had made myself the centre of my own existence and had my back turned to God.
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Forfeiture
Seeking love,
She lost her innocence;
Seeking security,
She lost her freedom;
Seeking passion,
She lost her honor;
Seeking solace,
She lost her sanity;
Seeking an end,
She lost her life.
Requiscat in pace
poem by John Bliven Morin
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Addressing a Reality
What is that you are seeking?
'Seeking?
I'm not in a search to seek anything.
Not anymore.
When I sought my life to live,
With an acknowledgement...
I did too much of that for others,
I found what I needed.
What you observe me doing,
Is a living of my life.
And it took me a while to identify it,
As 'my' life to live.
And it may seem to you I am seeking,
Because of an excitement you see me express.
Seeking?
No.
I am addressing a reality I have found.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Not Upset! Not Yet!
Tell me where you go,
When you've got to leave me.
To say you're seeking some harmony!
Tell me where you go,
When you've got to leave me.
To say you're seeking some harmony!
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
'Cause,
I know you need alone time on your own.
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
'Cause,
I know you'll come back here to me at home.
Tell me where you go,
When you've got to leave.
I'm not upset.
Not yet,
'Cause...
I know you're needing some time alone on your own.
But you know at least you can pick up a telephone.
I'm not upset!
Not yet,
But...
Tell me where you go,
When you've got to leave me.
To say you're seeking some harmony!
Tell me where you go,
When you've got to leave me.
To say you're seeking some harmony!
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
'Cause,
I know you need alone time on your own.
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
'Cause,
I know you'll come back here to me at home.
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
But...
Something's getting heated and I'm feeling every bit.
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
But...
Something's getting heated and I'm feeling every bit.
I'm not upset!
Not yet!
But...
Something's getting heated and I'm feeling every bit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obituary
A shaken world of helpless men, seeking answers yet creating questions.Seeking life when they are constantly the reason for death.
Worshiping gods who preach love, in exchange for jihad, gods who place a race of jews above gentiles.
Seeking to free ourselves from racism and yet we spit into different faces, with gods who demand that we take the very lives they say they gave.
poem by Cupid Missed
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Seeking For Happiness
Seeking for happiness we must go slowly;
The road leads not down avenues of haste;
But often gently winds through by ways lowly,
Whose hidden pleasures are serene and chaste.
Seeking for happiness we must take heed
Of simple joys that are not found in speed.
Eager for noon-time's large effulgent splendour,
Too oft we miss the beauty of the dawn,
Which tiptoes by us, evanescent, tender,
Its pure delights unrecognised till gone.
Seeking for happiness we needs must care
For all the little things that make life fair.
Dreaming of future pleasures and achievements
We must not let to-day starve at our door;
Nor wait till after losses and bereavements
Before we count the riches in our store.
Seeking for happiness we must prize this-
Not what will be, or was, but that which is.
In simple pathways hand in hand with duty
(With faith and love, too, ever at her side),
May happiness be met in all her beauty
The while we search for her both far and wide.
Seeking for happiness we find the way
Doing the things we ought to do each day.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Inspired
Why am I seeking to be controversial?
I am not specifically seeking that at all.
However...
I am inspired to experience my life.
Enjoying the creativity that it offers.
I certainly can not sit to limit myself,
In restrictions.
I am a part of this...
Life as it is.
I am not into the correction of semantics.
Or will allow my creative aspirations,
To become diminished,
By those passing judgements.
In whispered innuendos.
And I am grateful to God...
Who has allowed my existence.
And God has not shown me a sign,
Of disapproval yet.
I suspect,
I am being encouraged!
In fact,
I am motivated to expose my nakedness.
Yes.
In a tastefulness some may reject.
But I am not here to appease the wishes of others.
I am here to deliver every aspect of my gifts.
Take them to enjoy or leave them.
But I will guarantee you this...
There will be something for your mind to tease.
And...
Something for your eyes to lick lips if you please.
And something left to solicit gossip.
To entertain those seeking controversy!
And for free.
Those who know me...
Know I stay broke.
Not a penny to show for my talents.
So don't accuse me...
For my multi-abilities.
And it is going to be there,
Everywhere!
And 'that' seems to be my destiny!
Although I am not above turning away...
Any and all,
Monetary donations!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I was seeking a real love, a real deal, and I have been seeking it for a lot of years. And in that seeking, I found that God's love is real.
quote by Dyan Cannon
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Lead Me On
Shoulder to the wheel
For someone elses selfish gain
Here there is no choosing
Working the clay
Wearing their anger like a ball and chain.
Fire in the field
Underneath a blazing sun
But soon the sun was faded
And freedom was a song
I heard them singing when the day was done
Singing to the holy one.
Lead me on
Lead me on
To a place where the river runs
Into your keeping, oh.
Lead me on
Lead me on
The awaited deliverance
Comforts the seeking...lead on.
Waiting for the train
Labelled with a golden star
Heavy hearted boarding
Whispers in the dark
Where are we going--is it very far?
Bitter cold terrain
Echoes of a slamming door
In chambers made for sleeping, forever
Voices like thunder in a mighty roar
Cry to the lord.
Lead me on
Lead me on
To a place where the river runs
Into your keeping, oh.
Lead me on
Lead me on
The awaited deliverance
Comforts the seeking...lead on.
Man hurts man
Time and time, time again
And we drown in the wake of our power
Somebody tell me why.
Lead me on
Lead me on
To a place where the river runs
Into your keeping, oh.
Lead me on
Lead me on
The awaited deliverance
Comforts the seeking...lead on.
Lead me on
Lead me on
To a place where the river runs
Into your keeping, oh.
Lead me on
Lead me on
The awaited deliverance
Comforts the seeking...lead on.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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The Road Of Life
As pilgrims on the road of life,
We journey on with hope,
Through the joy, and through the strife,
Our own kaleidoscope.
Seeking harmony and seeking peace,
Striving to find our way,
Wishing that, all wars may cease,
And trying hard to pray.
As pilgrims on the road of life,
We travel on with desire,
Through the joy, and through the strife,
Our destiny to acquire.
Seeking calm and seeking rest,
Striving to find a place,
Wishing that we could be blest,
With His pure heavenly grace.
As pilgrims on the road of life,
We traverse on with love,
Through the joy, and through the strife,
To our Creator, up above.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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A Kingdom For A Queen
Once again we’re not prepared for the flying out brigade;
large black female ants seeking kingdoms to be made.
Being slow and laborious they lazily stumble around,
some managing to catch a breeze and leave the ground.
Many have to scale up high to launch off into flight
instinctively seeking to be queens in their own right,
but for those countless many who fail in their quest
they will become protein for the good of the rest.
poem by Orlando Belo
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During A Lifetimes Seeking
Seeking knowledge
an intimate
real relationship
with God...
seek and we
shall find
knock the door
will be opened...
during a lifetimes seeking.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Letter to God
My Almighty,
Sanctity is yours
Seeking is me
Wisdom is yours
Seeking is me,
That my adversaries,
Would honour me
And friends would,
Harm me not
The universe is infinite
Yours
I to live and fly.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Finding Life In Death
I spend so much time doting on earth and what it has,
Enjoying what's mine to use, to take, to squander.
I keep modeling myself to what I think will work,
But for my mistakes there is no remedy.
All my light, no matter how hard I shine,
Cannot overcome these stains of dark, of perversion, of guilt.
I look around and am without excuse, there is success, there is right,
But where does this over powering light, that is not subdued by death come from?
Nothing I have within me can overcome me,
Who is this intercessor that magnetically pulls me towards him?
This light, somehow familiar with death, a death, many deaths,
my death.
How is his death on my hands because of my death?
My death, my dying, my deeds deserving death...
For my death he died?
How redemption suddenly eclipses all other pursuits,
I switch from seeking sin to seeking salvation.
And it is found.
poem by Benjamin Feliciano
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Serching
Searching.
In vain I search but I search on,
Along life`s lonely corridor,
Seeking, seeking ever seeking,
Yet knowing not for what I`m searching,
But eagerly await each morrow,
Praying it will end this sorrow,
This sorrow I try so hard to hide
The tears that will not be denied,
The past is past, the joy, the pain,
I cannot live the past again,
But through the bitter mist must I
Search on.
poem by Archie Langford
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A snowflake passed this way
Fragile is the mind
That cannot see a friend
Fragile too is the snowflake
Seeking sanctuary on my window sill
Both are anonymous to the world
The dreamers will see many snow flakes
Whose beauty we can only imitate
Within this gift, there is a place
That reminds us of the summer days to come
A garden for the soul
Where Friends are bees
That pollinates the spirit with love
For you too are part of a fragile world
Seeking life’s journey
A visitor within a snowflake
Beautiful and Unique
Born to melt away
In the heat of time
For it is an honour to know a life that others did not
To be chosen by this snowflake on my window sill
A memory for my garden to keep
And perhaps that is enough for anyone’s existence
poem by Steven Cooke
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Creep Inn
[intro]
Wheres the number
I need to call her
Here it is
Hope she there
She gotta be there
Come on, pick up the phone
[female] hello
[male] hello, whassup baby
[female] who is this
[male] you know who this is
Hey there, how you doin, how you been
Been a couple of weeks since I talked to you
Sorry that its taken me so long
To reach out to you
But Im wondering maybe, possibly, say it again
Maybe could we get together this weekend
I still remember the way you felt
The way you smelled and the sexy way you wore your hair
Girl, can you tell me are you available
Cuz if you dont mind, I wanna book you a flight
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time, baby
I remember every detail about that night
Just you and i, bumpin in a suite back in july
And I remember at first you were afraid to try
Every little itty bitty thing that was on your mind
Now I got some new details that well share
I hope you care enough for me to go there
Interesting detail, that of you and i
Locked in a room by candle light
Youre flight lands at nine
Lets go for a
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time, baby
[spoken]
Come on
Ive been waiting too much to get with you
Oh, and now that I got you
Ill do you right
You put the sign outside the door
We aint taking no phone calls
Youre mine
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time
Meet me at the creep inn
We can spend the weekend
I got what youre seeking
We could start creepin
Just jump in your ride girl
Ill be there on time, baby
song performed by by Ideal
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I've got no words but you
a northern wind will bruise a flake
that spins around a barren bough
and looks for a nice place to melt
seeking my heart to hide in
the white dust moves to crack the soul
that leaked into the pools of dyes
and frozen lies in love with the ground
seeking my heart to hide in
and all the words I ever uttered
into the wells or into the clouds
are bruised like flakes in icy wind
seeking my heart to hide in
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Seeking The Wise
The world keeps on turning
And youre locked up in it 4x
Before I was lost, but now I am found 4x
Seeking the wise 4x
Im in like that and Im right on time
Im looking for the king and will find the way
The truth and the one that gives life payable on death
And were seeking the wise, no where to run looking for the son
No where to run
2x
You are, you are the one
4x
Im breathing dust of conspiracies, iniquities
Infiltrate the wisdom, but we bounce back and burn like the sun
Im needing help like welfare recipients
While false prophets keep writing fake manuscripts
Brought down like fugitives, saints on the warpath
Watch how you live, oh god, please make me capable,
Cause all human wisdom is fallible
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Fragments Of Hope (song)
We're seeking our endless dreams in a world with no guidance...
With tangled emotions and a heart-piercing beat,
our ballad continues, quietly and without faltering
From the other side of the far-off sky, our shadows blur together,
Our memories are chronicled somewhere between whim and inevitability
Even if everything decays in the whirlpool of time we spent passing each other by,
I'll believe in your voice
We're seeking our endless dreams in a future with no guidance
Even if I lose this light someday
there will still be the shining blaze you lit in my heart
We'll turn these fragments of hope into wings.
An unceasing rain and a gently-soaked moon
I don't care if I get hurt; I just want to move on, blown about by the wind.
A look from your clear, innocent eyes cuts through the darkness
We'll pass through despair and loneliness and leave our mark behind.
During the time I spent distorting myself to avoid creating ties,
I felt you there.
We're following a fleeting path in a world with no answers
When you're suddenly lost and unable to move forward,
my heart will shine and show the way to a hopeful tomorrow
We're seeking our fleeting dreams in a world with no answers
The shining blaze in my heart will convey my wish.
We're seeking our endless dreams in a world with no guidance
Even if I lose this light someday
there will still be the shining blaze you lit in my heart
We'll turn these fragments of hope into wings
poem by Annie Tuck
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With A Seeking To Be Encouraged
I've grown accustomed to view walls,
As a creative opportunity.
I see space with a wanting to use it.
As if to be inspired by what it isn't.
Others have come to sit behind walls,
Feeling blocked and locked in.
With a seeking to be encouraged,
To get up off their asses!
And I have always found time to busy mine,
With a seeking to be encouraged...
Not to sit too long in a comfort to feel,
Temporarily safe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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