Refusing to ask for help when you need it is refusing someone the chance to be helpful.
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No Other Way to Escape
I made my peace,
With that beast I hid!
I could not keep a self hate
That choked me.
I had to awaken...
And I'm glad I did!
My 'spirit' was endangered...
It was me who I feared.
I could not release the anger,
Others came to share.
I kept their despair part of my fate!
Entrapped and caged...
I was unaware!
I roared with denial,
Refusing to be freed!
Refusing to hear...
And refusing to see!
Cursing my own shadow
In rehearsed inflicting pain!
I made peace,
With that beast I hid!
I had to...
There was no other way to escape!
And when I did,
I made sure my steps ahead
Could not be followed,
By borrowed agony!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refusing To Traffic Human Souls
broke in possessions
rich in enlightened spirit
is the stamp of a resolute
mind
refusing to sell out
to materialism corruption greed
refusing to traffic human souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ever Present
The
weeks
months
years
keep
haunting
me.
Running
the
corridors
of my
mind.
Refusing
to let
go.
A silhouette
from the
past,
another
time
A wonderful
someone.
A hearts
door
refusing
to close
ever
present
leading
me into
the
future.
poem by Heather Burns
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Refusing to grow up is like refusing to accept your limitations. That's why I don't think we'll ever grow up.
quote by Robert Smith
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A New Era Has Arrived
A new era has arrived
And yet those addicted
To long lasting habits
Are refusing to accept or move
From those times changed
And those who say
They are of strong faith with beliefs
Are the very same people
Who stand in the way
With attempts to block
This progress that proceeds.
A new era has arrived
And yet those addicted
To long lasting habits
Are refusing to accept or move
From those times changed
And
With a stubbornness they are convinced
If they demand with a protesting that commands
'Everything' for them will remain the same
Even if they take matters in their ignorant hands
As if particles of dust
Refusing to be blown away by wind
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Fool Of Love
I have to say before I die,
I saw a dropp of water under my knee,
I looked at it and to the sky,
I thought it came from the sky,
I laughed when I found it from me,
Yes a little dropp of tears from my eye,
I stood on top of the tower to fly,
A crow saw me with a sad eye,
and sent a message from the sky,
You are a fool of love you may die,
It was my heavy mouth took me astray,
When she refused this morning today,
It was a wonderful and brighter day,
For a Lovely voice whispering O key,
Ooh! no; Refusing me today's a moral decay,
Especially today on my birthday,
A day I planned a night to party,
Come on I guys should real die,
My love will say yes after I die,
and follow my spirit to the sky,
A Crow said
'You'll be refusing your own wedding day if you die'
poem by Dickson Mseti
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It Was Seen Coming
It was seen coming.
Yes it was.
Yet...
Many did choose,
To hide their tools used.
With reactions so cool and smooth.
Wanting not to be the fools accused.
So a refusing they did do,
To appear with their dictating superiors.
It was seen coming.
Oh yes it was.
An undoing stunning.
Yet...
Many did choose,
To hide their tools used.
With reactions so cool and smooth.
Wanting not to be the fools accused.
So a refusing they did do,
To appear with their dictating superiors.
They kept their trapped boxes locked.
Hoping what they started would stop the clock.
Taking off shoes and socks to sneak...
Down all hall corridors,
With a slipping past those...
Snoring with eyes closed.
Even when they were opened...
Impressively dressed thieves,
Came through and exited when they pleased.
It was seen coming.
Yes it was.
Yet...
Many did choose,
To hide their tools used.
With reactions so cool and smooth.
Wanting not to be the fools accused.
So a refusing they did do,
To appear with their dictating superiors.
And hauled all their bounty on a get away bus.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Not Proud
Oh Death be not proud,
Oh Grave be not shallow
For out reaching your darkened hand
And refusing a boy, to become a man.
Oh grave I feel your sting
And Death I hear you sing
From the lives that you do take
From the lives, to you we gave.
Oh grave, be not proud
For taking the little child
For refusing them yet to grow,
Unto the Adults, they'll never know.
Death be not proud
For arriving as a thief
To break the heart and shatter the soul
To only fill it, with your grief.
Death be not proud
Grave be not victorious
Pain be not loud
Sorrow, be not continuous.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Chocolate and Vanilla of Courage
There is the courage of the body of which I have read
or heard the stories of the elders of my tribe
Roy Benavidez spitting in the medics face
to communicate he was alive - half dead.
John Levitow passed out on the ramp of Spooky 71.
Dave Carter giving a kidney to help a co-worker live.
William Graves refusing medical aid.
'Four Chaplains' who I will only meet in heaven.
Yet, on my quiet porch the other courage haunts me.
Steve Stalonas refusing my brainless adulation.
Henry Nixon calling the bigotry of his superiors.
In history George Marshall wisking away a President's favor
at risk to self.
With age I know very little but I am certain that
Courage comes in at least two flavors
Both are ice cream.
poem by Bill Grace
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Gravitational Defiance
Flying like an eagle
Every day of my life
Not like a chicken
Just to avoid strife
Defying gravity
Refusing to lose
Not by luck or chance
But because I Choose
I am bold and brave
Mounting in the sky
Ever Conquering
Until the day I die
Like an eagle
Fly eagle fly
poem by Howard Simon
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Whose Truth Is Reality?
Whose truth is reality?
And why are the many eyes focused upon it,
Seeing reality quite differently?
With many refusing,
To believe in any of it at all.
It is odd how those say they do know God exist.
With bragging rights about their religious affiliations.
But ask one of them,
When was it they stepped out of their way...
Based solely on their faith?
Do you get a look in return that offends?
Or...
Do you get a sermon to hear,
With scriptures quoted...
To make their beliefs understood.
And for some reason...
Their carrying a Bible should make that clear?
And that question you had asked,
Goes unanswered.
As an excuse is made,
To leave from your presence...
As fast as they came.
And under their breath you are called a name.
People are not up to that task.
Disguising 'your' reality...
They prefer to hide,
Behind 'their' masks!
Whose truth is reality?
Really?
And why are the many eyes focused upon it,
Seeing reality quite differently?
With many refusing,
To believe in any of it at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Say you love me again
Shoulders up and walking away,
Lighting up my heart with fire,
Chest out thinking nomore,
Adding coal to the flames,
The decision i failed to sustain,
Say you love me again
Leaving you alone in the dark,
I despised the capacity i had,
Leaving you with tears falling,
Regrets paid me a visit,
Take my hand and understand,
Say you love me again
Refusing to wipe away your tears,
Yet later they flooded me to death,
Refusing to catch you fell down,
Yet the impact destroyed everything,
Wipe away my thoughts,
Say you love me again
My hands are guilty and so my thoughts,
Judge me but spare me the penalty,
I broke it but im mending it,
Your heart i ached but understand,
Say you love me again.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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You Choose
He's gone
You've lost
Stay behind
and count the cost
You try
You lose
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose
It's a decision
made over time
Should you take a risk
and start to climb
the steepest hill
only to find
halfway there
you've been left behind?
Choosing to love
is risking a lot
and trying to change
and to give all you've got
But don't pretend
it comes out of the blue
You take a chance
and see it through
and if it's refused
what can you do?
Continue hopefully?
Start anew?
Lick your wounds
Buy your booze
You won't get drunk by accident
You'll choose
Don't blame him
for refusing your bid
He didn't decide to love
You did
Learn the lesson
Take the blows
You didn't fall in love by chance
You chose
Play the sad songs
Sing the blues
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Nameless Emotion
Scared of being happy,
Too happy to be sad.
Heart just keeps leaping
crazy and wandering,
so can't be sad!
Wrapped in your
Little finger,
Dances my soul
But reigns feel tighter
Around
refusing to go with the flow.
In surrender,
Absolute surrender
Something wants to bow,
Yet another thing in the spine
Refuses to go.
This nameless emotion
Too scared to be happy
Too happy to be sad.
Touch my brow,
magic fingers,
Tears might just flow
Erasing all
That holds back,
refusing to let go
and wrapped in your
little finger
my famished soul might glow.
Pray magic fingers
just....
Touch my brow.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Three Monkeys…plus One
First monkey covered his eyes and spoke,
“See no evil”...
By refusing to see and confronting evil
Victims are born of doubt, guilt and fear
Clear sight sheds light and illumines evil
Second monkey covered his ears and spoke,
“Hear no evil”...
By refusing to hear the voice of evil one cannot know truth
Truth is discerned by the heart and mind
Voicing truth creates a vibration that dis-integrates evil
Third monkey covered his mouth and thought,
“Speak no evil”...
Evil cannot manifest if one thinks before speaking
Fourth monkey opened his mouth and spoke,
“Do no evil”...
This was the wisest monkey of all
poem by Ray Lucero
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Failure is not falling down but refusing to get up.
Destined to Solitude
Destined to solitude
The lone figure walks the Earth.
Doomed to loneliness
He tarries onward.
The lone wanderer
Forever forced to isolation.
Was this by fate
Or was this by choice?
I tell you now, that vagabond was I.
I traversed the pits of hell
I walked the plains of desolation
I shunned the world away from my heart.
I do not blame destiny nor fate nor God
I blame only myself for my own destruction.
Hurt by love I walked away from my life
Walked away from all that I could have been.
Refusing to go back, refusing to go back to bliss
I punished myself for my folly
Cast myself into eternal pain
Carrying the burden of my past and my shame.
Unable to die
Unable to end the misery
I walk across the valley of despair
Forever destined to solitude.
No intention
These words were never meant
The word poetic
Has found itself unpoetic
Never intended for music
Or for argument
There is no epic, or sonnet
Of rivulet
Neither is there purple tinted skies
Or timpanic symphony
'unpoetically'
Unwritten
Unspoken
Neither hidden
Nor seen
There are days full of graves
Tombstones for faces
Clouds full of dreams
Substance?
My heart
These rain spun stones
These crystals of unfathomable light
Night streets splintered with tears
Where have yougone my love?
Where have you gone my love?
Refusing refuge and solace
Some days lye empty
Half woken from their sleep
Refusing the poetry
The invevitable singing
That follows falling down
And spinning wheels of madness
The desire for doing nothing
Being almost spent
yvette m smith feb 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Women are shy and shame prevents them from refusing a man.