Truth or tact You have to choose. Most times they are not compatible.
quote by Eddie Cantor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On Betrayal
we often feel as if we've been betrayed...
and we're hurt, angry, scarred, and vindictive...
but the truth is we lead lives of betrayal.
times we fail others, times we fail ourselves.
times when we mean to do the right thing,
and dont follow through.
times we excuse ourselves by
saying we're following our heart.
times we turn away,
and blame it on circumstance.
times we dont dare to do what life demands.
times we choose indifference,
times we think we've already given enough.
times we choose the easy way out.
times we are not grateful...
times we dont forgive but expect forgiveness.
times we dont speak what our heart feels,
until it's too late....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Between Uncouth and Totally Disgusting
I have been told...
By some folks,
At times I lack tact!
I told them they were correct.
Since during those times,
I am not trying to find it at all!
In fact...
I am really going for ruthlessness.
And 'tact' is not generally a remembered quality,
I wish to leave.
If I achieve anything between uncouth,
And totally disgusting...
All has not been lost!
I have already qualified requirements,
For being outrageous.
So...
Don't find me at fault,
If I happen to be a bit slow to progress!
I am doing my best to fit in.
But the rules?
They keep changing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Times Lived Have Left Those Times Behind
There is no preventing those
Who choose their influence
To deceive with a prefabrication of truth
They do it as if credible
With a leading of the ones who follow
To believe in anything
They say and do
And conflict those who lie can raise
Just based upon innuendo
As long as they know
An attention can be obtained
With truth and honesty not a goal to achieve
Nor obtain to maintain
To keep one's popularity
These times lived have left those times behind
'Anything I have said before
Has nothing to do what I say to you now
Are there any other questions? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mumbled and Babbled Chats
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact.
And benign.
They are innocent and clean.
I prefer to be laid back.
Unattached and much relaxed,
Is my mind!
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oh those mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact...
And benign,
Most times.
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oooh...
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
Oh, oh...
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Vulnerable
I need to choose.
I need to believe.
The truth in your eyes,
The truth in your kiss,
The truth in your words,
The truth in your Heart.
I need to know.
I need to trust.
The truth in your tears,
The truth in your lips,
The truth in your mind,
The truth in your love.
poem by Heather Z. Hanna
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When i die
when i die
i do not choose
whether my coffin is made
of coconut planks
or metal casing
i cannot choose but only those
who mourn for me
if they ever will
shall choose what they think
must fit me: the color and size
of my niche
whether flowers be skipped
or snacks be served
or blessing be made
i do not choose: what epitaphs
must they write
or sculpt on marble
or gold
i cannot choose what funeral rites
shall be
what church? who the priest shall be
that sprinkle water
over me?
in truth i do not care
for by then i cannot feel
in fact
what they have
in truth is only
my shell
joyous then
shall i escape somewhere
an angel guide
perhaps
or what if there's no one
there
or nothing dear?
what do i really care?
i still can't feel.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life
0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.
0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.
0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.
0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.
poem by John Celes
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poem by David Keig
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
The truth in you
I seek the truth in you
The weak lie is not you
So speak up, yes you
The truth hurts but it works
The truth simplifies and dignifies
The truth sooths preserving your youth
I ask the truth of you
Cry now, take a tissue
So speak up, yes you
The truth signifies and modifies
The truth is within and the best way to begin
The truth is a good start especially for sweethearts
I need the truth of you
Simply choose your venue
So speak up, yes you
The truth to any degree
Is a starting point to be free
Just like one and two make three
So speak up, yes you
If you agree
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Enjoing Life
The truth comes to me with so many mouths
so many colourful tongues
it jumps out from so many mirrors
so I'm confused
Do I have an option? !
Can I bargain a new truth, my own
Can I ignore all the other truths
You may certainly try
but are you prepared to pay the prize?
From my experience with the history
Any new truth was borne in a blood bath
As far as I am concern
Establishing that truth is only a convention
I choose to free myself by
Living
Enjoying life truth by truth
poem by Iulia Gherghei
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A real despair
I shall call on you not out of despair
I will be there when it has gone beyond repair
It won’t look in niceites and fair
It is definitely blown over by air
I shall be on your side for all the times
It has been witnessed in recent times
You too stood for values and principles
I was always there as staunch disciples
The clouds were gathering storms
The relation was strained and not remaining warm
I could see great difficulty and danger
It should not have been spoiled with anger
The shadow looming large over our relation
There was going to be big mark in question
How could I thwart off the situation?
It still needed some solace or evaluation
I was not expecting to do a wonder
But still I had many questions to ponder
I had lot more to do the good to the friendship
It was to remain in tact as companionship
I could emotionally hide my feeling
It was inwardly pinching and killing
I had earnest try to keep it in tact
This was to be the centre core in fact
I would love to be on his side
The speculation was very wide
I had nothing to hold back or hide
There might have been some deviation slidr
I shall strive for nice spot
It may not be considered than big blot
We may blow some times cold or hot
The wordy dual is unnecssarily fought
I may still go for fair name
People may have no chance to blame
It will be nice and pefect bond
I always stood for it and was very much fond
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Do Not Wear A Sad Face
i know sometimes
just like the seasons: this winter and summer
and spring and fall,
we change, we are governed by the laws of change
no doubt, but we can also choose what we want to be
i choose not to wear a sad face
i choose happiness
i choose bliss, i choose joy, i choose to be
the happy child of God, his joyful man, his smiling servant
there are sad moments
but there is no reason to be sad
this free will
wills to be happy, and no one, not even the devil
that lurks in the sad corners of sorrows
can take that disposition away from us
for in truth
the true child of God is the happy one
because he is loved
and every moment he is well taken cared of
more than the sparrows
whose only abundance
is found in the feathers
whose only home
is the nest
whose only treasure
are the clouds
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Many Lies ?
Once there were times,
Once there were reasons filled with rhymes,
Everything shared, everything told
You keep me so warm,
Protect me from all those mighty storms
And dreams seem so old
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts
And lines on our brow
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
Do you read through the lines,
Or believe the tv and the times?
Where can we find more ways to see?
You strain on the truth,
And make believe all when you cry wolf,
And the lies youre giving me
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts
And lines on our brow
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
Oh, well the truth is hard,
So when they write the book,
Fictions what you wanna be
Well, its your freedom of choice,
But you know that lies, are the cancer of democracy
Youve painted your face,
And now youve tainted your words
And now youre ready and armed with love
Well if youre head is steady,
And your soul is ready,
Were going up above
So whatever you wanna be,
Just come on along with me,
If theres truth in our hearts,
Maybe we can break free
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave nothing, yeah
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Truth-More Profound Than Is Love
Truth-more profound than Is Love:
Paramount for the former to be, ever-
Naught shall there be placed above,
Ne'er be there cause from which to sever!
All of virtue and value do, from such, emanate!
Nothing is real without it's presence, replete-
Love is not love, this verity should obviate!
If not, both are not each, yet are deceit!
If but proffered a choice, I choose truth-
Alas, if not, you have but neither!
Certainty lain in this, not must I sleuth,
For I choose both, but truth, if either!
All is ameliorate when offered as veracious-
I now own both, for such, I am most fortuitous!
Maurice Harris,30 March 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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A Hundred Times Over
A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Justice Justified
For a justice to be justified,
your thoughts have to be simplified.
To make a choice between two obligations,
truth and lies like dancing animations.
When your thoughts fight a lot,
to choose the good or to choose not.
Then pack up your complex mind,
and let your heart then find,
the truth in the truth,
the lie in the raising youth.
Only then you can do the justice,
when the truth you don't miss.
raise your voice and stand for good,
do everything, which you could.
Then the justice will be justified,
you complex mind now, Simplified....
poem by Ashwini Dey
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Choose
I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...
poem by Johnny Walks
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Do You Know What You Want
Someone who treats you right
Stay with you day and night
I can tell that's what you need
I know just what to do
I'll take good care of you
Baby you can get that from me
I can tell she's not treating you right
Every time you look at me
So which one will you choose
You look so confused
Tell me the truth
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Love's so hard to find
So make up your mind
Do you know what you want
Oh baby can't you see
One minute you're with me
Next one you are all over her
She talks behind your back
You know I'll stay on track
Something she wouldn't for sure
How can I help you to make up your mind
Boy you're running out of time
So which one will you choose
You look so confused
Tell me the truth
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Love's so hard to find
So make up your mind
Do you know what you want
[BRIDGE]
Please call me and say
I am the one
You need in your life
The game that you play
Ain't no fun
Please answer me now
Gotta know what you want
I can tell she's not treating you right
Every time you look at me
So which one will you choose
You look so confused
Tell me the truth
Do you know what you want
How can I help you to make up your mind
Boy you're running out of time
So which one will you choose
You look so confused
Tell me the truth
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Do you know what you want
Love's so hard to find
So make up your mind
Do you know what you want
song performed by by M2M from Shades Of Purple
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Truth Is..
Truth is..
Thunder in the night,
a firefly in flight.
Truth is..
In its purest form rare,
very seldom do they spare.
Truth is..
The light at end of tunnel
Shattering or very subtle
Truth is...
Clear as cloudless sky,
blue as ocean far and wide.
Truth is..
The calm before the storm,
not in any different form.
Truth is..
Opening our eyes,
is 99% surprise.
Truth is...
painful, devastating,
or uplifting levitating.
Truth is..
what we want to hear,
and most times is what we fear..
Dont understand they say the truth
is what will set you free,
but how will I escape
if they keep lying to me?
poem by Trystian AmedeeJones
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