The best effort of a fine person is felt after we have left their presence.
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The best effect of fine persons is felt after we have left their presence.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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The best effect of fine persons is felt after we have left their presence.
Ralph Waldo Emerson in Journals (1839)
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Truth Is Making Its Presence Felt
Truth is making its presence felt.
And there are so many,
Who have never dealt with it before.
Believing it to be destructible.
Like a steel fence built.
Or a wall to dvide,
Contructed of concrete.
Truth is as powerful as the air supplied,
One needs to breathe.
And born to ignore it...
Does not ceases its existence!
Truth is making its presence felt.
Much like Mother Nature has...
To those who have a concept,
That the Earth upon all leech...
Is not a living, thinking being.
And how this goes misunderstood...
Is beginning to awaken those asleep!
Truth...
Is making its presence felt.
And an acceptance of it,
Has not been left to debate...
For other choices to make.
Whether the message or the messenger,
Is disliked...
Will not soften the bite of truth.
Be prepared to swallow it!
Or be eatened up and gobbled!
Truth...
Not more variety of delusions,
Is making its presence felt!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Who Hurt and Go
When you've been hurt and it is felt,
Is if felt like no one else?
When you've been scandalized to dirt...
Is this a group effort that's hurt?
And when forgiveness is expected,
Is it easy to forget...
Those who left you feeling grief.
Perceiving you to over-react.
And you to be too sensitive.
When you've been hurt and it is felt,
Is if felt like no one else?
When you've been scandalized to dirt...
Is this a group effort that's hurt?
And when forgiveness is expected,
Is it easy to forget...
Those who left you feeling grief.
Perceiving you to over-react.
And you to be too sensitive.
There is a misunderstanding...
As to who should feel what deeply.
To what degree a hurt is felt.
And who is left to grieve.
When you've been hurt and it is felt,
Is if felt like no one else?
When you've been scandalized to dirt...
Is this a group effort that's hurt?
No!
No!
No-no-no.
There's a misunderstanding...
As to who should feel what deeply.
To what degree a hurt is felt.
And who is left to grieve.
There's a misunderstanding...
As to who should feel what deeply.
To what degree a hurt is felt.
And who is left to grieve.
And when forgiveness is expected,
Is it easy to forget...
Those who left you feeling grief,
Believing you are weak.
When you've been hurt and it is felt,
Is if felt like no one else?
When you've been scandalized to dirt...
Is this a group effort that's hurt?
There's a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
There's a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
When you've been hurt and it is felt,
Is if felt like no one else?
When you've been scandalized to dirt...
Is this a group effort that's hurt?
No!
No!
No-no-no.
There's a misunderstanding...
As to who should feel what deeply.
To what degree a hurt is felt.
And who is left to grieve.
There is a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
There's a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
There is a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
There's a misunderstanding.
By those who hurt and go.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Television, they say, will permit a person to be entertained at home, without the effort of going to a picture house, without the trouble of booking seats, without the presence of other people.
quote by Ivor Novello
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Zimbabwe
My heart, which lives
its own laws
cannot bear to talk
with my fine Zimbabwean friend
when he comes to Britain
about 'the situation'
my heart wishes only
to be in the presence
of a fine man
and to feel myself
a fine man
in his presence
together we are human
and there is no
despite
(for Taylor)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I now know how Abbot felt when Costello left, how Brinkley felt when Huntley left, how Sears felt when Roebuck left, and, of course, how Dan Rather felt when Connie left. (at Robert MacNeil's retirement dinner)
quote by Jim Lehrer
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Sad But True
Alone and knowing it.
That's how it is,
When one is wishing to accomplish.
And with a making of an effort,
Out of sight unseen...
Seems to give others,
Reason and rhyme to validate...
The saying and doing of mean things,
About one who is not in their presence.
Until a success is achieved.
Although sad but true this is...
When hearing those same people say,
What it was they 'knew' as if they felt the pain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Memories
Always moving around your mind and heart.
There deed are so precious from beginning to end.
Several person felt there absence hurting them
it is like hard to forget and easy to recall.
and every one enjoy their presence in their heart,
but few among us do not enjoy this unique pleasure
they always felt loneliness and question in their mind why?
human kind may come, human kind may go..in time
this is a reality of life and nobody can run away.
Each one of go through this phase,
but best think we can do try to follow their good deed.
This is the only tribute to we offer to our loved and near and dear one.
Where will they go.......only memories left in your mind and heart.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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Ann
You took my arm and you broke my will
You made me shiver wiht a real thrill
You took my arm and we walked along
Down the road to a quiet song
I looked into your cool cool eyes
I felt so fine, I felt so fine
I floated in your swimming pools
I felt so weak, I felt so blue
Ann, my ann I love you ann
My ann I love you right now!
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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No Time To Eat
'nd there you have it, folks, so, from what you just read
take from a moment and consider my dear broken head
I've got some problems boiling in my brain
but they all get ignored, why worry, it's all the same?
this happens all the time? just look at me, I'm fine?
do I not look fine? I'm just fine I'm just fine?
Nine days into the semester and my conscience is a mess
but the gloom makes a mixture so things all end up their best
like this, this rhyme, it's got a bit of bite
I'd like to share it with you all, share it if I might
it's only when I'm sick that I can say what I mean
when I'm all locked away, those paths can be seen
and the paths will be followed, follow them I must
so I become the person only person I can trust
Now can you see why I do not want to eat?
more important duties lay just ahead of me.
poem by D.M.L. Catseye
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Cloud Nine
(Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong)
[B side of Youngblood YB 1017, 1970]
Settin' at home the nights weren't very pretty
I was born and raised in the slum-filled city
I left home seekin' the job that I never did find
Depressed and down-hearted I took to cryin'
I'm doin' fine, so very fine, on cloud nine
Listen
Father didn't know the meaning of work
He disrespected momma and treated me like dirt
I left home seekin' the job that I never did find
Depressed and down-hearted I took to cryin'
I'm doin' fine, so fine, on cloud nine
Let me tell you about that
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Fine fine fine
Listen
Folks up there tell me
Said give yourself a chance and don't let life pass you by
You know it's a dog-eat-dog world
Woman it ain't no lie
I'm doin' fine, so fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Doin' so fine, on cloud nine
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Oooh
Doin' fine fine fine
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Vanishing Act
Here one moment, gone the next
and many are perplexed.
A presence felt and then it's gone.
How long would it go on?
Could not stay in just one place.
Not one memory of her face.
Felt the urge to change direction.
Never made a real connection.
Some would say, Where'd she go? '
No one really wanted to know.
Some would ask, Who was she? '
She was just an absentee.
As a child, left alone.
Had to make it on her own.
Never felt a kindred touch.
Never thought about it much.
Through the years she liked to roam.
The open road became her home.
Accepted her life as a matter of fact.
Always pulled the vanishing act.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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On occasion we need to make a second effort - and a third effort, and a fourth effort, and as many degrees of effort as may be required to accomplish what we strive to achieve.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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It is difficult to imagine how any behavior in the presence of another person can avoid being a communication of one's own view of the nature of one's relationship with that person and how it can fail to influence that person.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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Determination
Commitment,
Dedication,
Determination,
It is well worth the effort;
For a thankful person is a bright and optimistic person.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dearest uncle
I knew of one khusi (joy) some years back
When I was always waiting for some words to crack
She may come like fragrance
Leave behind some unforgettable charm and mesmerism
She took nothing with her
Only some unforgettable smile to wonder
It was only treasure left behind
I searched the whole world to find
She disappeared like powerful wind
Came with destruction and nothing was left behind
Except her love, affection and sweet feelings
That was only with me as sacred belonging
I heard a word dearest uncle
That made me impulsive to feel
She was alive and much to comforts
Her ship had anchored to port
What a way to feel happiness?
For a person not known or seen with face
Let there be no communication in reality
Her presence is felt very clear with nobility
Wherever you are and under whatever name
I pray almighty that finally you remembered and came
It is great Allah and his blessings that I feel real happiness
I had left no stone unturned to find her or trace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Kept In the Presence
You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.
You do not have to feel,
What you give is not observed.
Everything you do has meaning.
And attention given,
You deserve.
You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.
Someone who feels,
You to be equally appealing.
Someone who sees you,
And bestows the highest priority.
You need not worry about that cart you push,
Filled with cans.
Those storage plastic bags you drag.
Is a testimony!
Do not ever let that make you sad!
You need not concern yourself,
About your disheveled looks.
It's already known...
Your best is at your command.
And the strength you have...
You did not get from books.
But it is there and it is felt...
In the friendship that is there,
By the firmness grasped...
Upon shaking your hand.
So without judgement passed.
A 'divinity' you have.
And it is yours to last!
This 'divinity of ministry'
Is yours to last.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Kept Your Promise
On an August morning not so long ago.
I was making myself busy, starting
to run my errands for the day.
The sun was brightly shining. It was
a beautiful day.I felt more lite and
happier than usual.
I had just left my home, driving my
car. I was alone, windows open, when
suddenly a cool breeze blew in my face.
I felt a presence enter my car, taking
up space in the passengers seat.I
felt as though someone had entered the
car with me. I instantly glanced in that
direction to check it out. The seat was
empty, but the presence was strong and
lingered for several seconds.
Thoughts began to run through my mind.
I remembered words once spoken to me.I
will never leave you, like your shadow,
I'll be with you always, I promise. I
whispered something in return.
Just as quickly as it came, it was gone.
I was emotionally spent. Tears filled my
eyes I was forced to stop the car, and
gain my composure.
Oh face of yesterday, you kept your promise.
(c) copyright heather burns
poem by Heather Burns
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The Unseen Shrines
The shrine where only one person can reign,
That is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours,
It is simply elusive, safe, treasured, but monopolized,
it is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours.
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Light this shrine with the wick of kindness,
The kindness, the size of life long,
Oil of understanding to fuel it regularly,
As Tolerance suffocates the person in it,
Let us understand and love each other,
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Never lighten this shrine with spirited lamps,
Smoke it with Incense of weeds and drugs,
The shrine that is figure less,
The shrine that is formless,
The shrine that is unseen,
The shrine that can be felt,
The shrine that can be enjoyed,
The shrine that can be worshiped,
It is nowhere else, it is in our heart,
That is built for the person whom we love.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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