This time all the historical details and things were right. But I'd written it again in third person, and people found it dry. I decided to throw that one away.
quote by Arthur Golden
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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Every Time You Throw Dirt On Her (You Lose A Little Ground)
I guess you think it's fun
To laugh at her expense
And point out each mistake she makes
In front of all your friends
You figure she'll let it go by
'Cause she loves you so
But, you know.
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground
She slips a little further away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground.
--- Instrumental ---
It's hard to bite my lip
But, I ain't saying a word
I give you all the rope to hang yourself
That you deserve
You might be ahead of me in her heart, today
But, that's okay.
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground
She slips a little further away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground.
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground
She slips a little further away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground.
Every time you throw dirt on her
You lose a little ground
She slips a little further away
Each time that you put her down...
song performed by by George Strait
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Needing Details And Specifics
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
When I decided to heal and cure,
From my own hidden agonies...
Knowing they were mine alone,
It was as if folks I had not seen...
Most of my life,
Appeared from nowhere wanting to assist.
I felt something very wrong with this.
And I could not imagine how.
Or why 'now'?
I felt preyed upon by those ready to leech.
Those who saw me again healthy.
And wanted to see,
How quickly they could weaken me.
I don't have to hear people are evil.
Countless are my personal experiences.
When I decided to heal and cure,
From my own hidden agonies...
Nowhere in between my decision to do that,
And my healing process...
Were you seen.
Why didn't you return my calls?
AND you say you understand?
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
And please don't ask what it is you can do for me.
When the only thing I know you can do,
Since you have proven you can do this well...
You are not dependable or accountable for your actions.
And when you are available...
You have said to me you had nothing else to do!
And if I may...
I am going to 'assume' you have nothing else to do?
Well...
I have many things to do.
And one of them is not going to be accessible,
To people like you skilled in playing the role of deceiver.
I've seen that performance too much with a waste of my time.
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
But this is guaranteed?
I know you will not be here and around me.
And THAT I hope is understood,
Without you needing details and specifics.
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
So never say it again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teacher Of Lessons
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting a planting of misdeeds.
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Was not the person they thought.
But was a lover of playing cat and mouse.
And that one person they decided to pick on...
Decided not to be the turn the other cheek,
Forgiving kind.
Oh no.
This one decided it was time to teach a mind.
And had in fact been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Suitable to be understood,
As to 'who' one should have left alone.
To make it clear it is best not to judge a book,
By its cover for effective results to get.
Especially if one is not familiar with the contents.
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting...
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Has long been a master of human interaction.
And...
Had in fact,
Been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Some less painful to accept when delivered direct,
Than those taught unexpectedly to leave the student...
Frrling unsure what test is coming next.
Why do some people pick those to be subjected,
They believe to them will be easy to shame...
With a branding of a quick defamation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Though my books are written from a historical perspective, I have goon so far back that I am in the realm of prehistorical speculation rather than simple historical fact to weave my stories around.
quote by Jean M. Auel
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Because They Have Found Enjoyment
Why is it when something is loved,
And done well by someone...
There will be those who say,
What that person does must be easy.
Because they have found enjoyment.
And there are those who despise what they do.
As if they are being forced.
And they are quick to say,
They have obligations and committments.
And they wished they had time to do what they wanted.
But who has made those choices for us?
And who determines the priority of our dreams?
And who has decided whether to nibble or munch.
Or to go on a diet?
It is a convenience for people to create excuses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Throw It All Away
(g. benson/d. mindel)
Here we go
Breaking up what we have built
Leaving out all the things that we have felt
Where was i, where was I before you came
From the first time that I saw you
I thought
Maybe i
Maybe I did something wrong
How I tried
But the words wont fit the song
Found the door
But I could not find the key
From the first time that I saw you
I thought that you may be
So dont throw it all away
I dont wanna be the one whos gonna have to beg you stay
I dont wanna be the one to change your mind
One more time
Please stay
Dont throw it all away
Though it seems
That I just take it out on you
Dont you know
Only you can get me through
Found the door
Now I know that youre the key
From the first time that I saw you
I knew that you may be
So dont throw it all away
I dont wanna be the one whos gonna have to beg you stay
I dont wanna be the one to change your mind
One more time
Please stay
Dont throw it all away
Dont throw it all away
Please stay
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Shattered Image
I used to sit for hours as a kid
And dangle my feet from an old flat bridge
Seeing myself in the water below
Shatter my image with the rocks Id throw
Shatter my image with the rocks Id throw
Long time gone and a long time ago
When I shattered my image with the rocks Id throw
The world is cruel and people are cold
Now they shatter my image with the rocks they throw
Shatter my image with the rocks they throw
Im far from perfect but I aint all bad
And it hurts me more than it makes me mad
We all do things that we dont want told
And we all throw stones that we shouldnt throw
You shatter my image with the rocks you throw
Long time gone and a long time ago
When I shattered my image with the rocks Id throw
The world is cruel and people are cold
Now they shatter my image with the rocks they throw
Shatter my image with the rocks they throw
If you live in a glass house dont throw stones
Dont shatter my image til you look at your own
Look at your reflection in your house of glass
Dont open my closet if your owns full of trash
Stay out of my closet if your owns full of trash
Long time gone and a long time ago
When I shattered my image with the rocks Id throw
The world is cruel and people are cold
Now they shatter my image with the rocks they throw
Shatter my image with the rocks they throw
Shatter my image with the rocks you throw
Dont shatter my image with the rocks you throw
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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There are Things we Miss
There are things we miss
by some strike of misfortune
time slips through our feeble grasp.
I am still young and finding
new things in my life.
But they are not what I want
I want...
Passion
Compassion
To have my heart race without making it
and to sweat and have my mind grow blank.
To go numb and feel weightless
even though my feet are planted to the ground.
To have the full knowledge of knowing that I’m wanted.
I have been losing this sense for a while now
I feel untouched and alone
as everyone moves around me.
Like a stone on a beach I was placed
among many others all different shapes, sizes and colors.
I was placed with a thought, with a dream that
I might have a purpose.
I will sit and wait like the other stones
until opportunity comes.
I found my opportunity,
but it’s moving slowly.
Towards me or away I can’t tell,
but I can’t wait
No longer will I wait
I need to move
I need to act.
Time will not be merciful just for me
only because I decided to change the preset course.
There is a girl waiting for me
She must know how I feel.
May the sea guide me.
Or someone throw me.
Just get me close enough so I can let her know
I want to hold her.
Squeeze her tight,
keep her safe and warm.
Either on a couch on a cold autumn’s night.
Or in a meadow with the sun warming our skin.
It doesn’t matter
I want to experience being known
being found.
To fully know that I’m cared about.
To have a sense of being where I belong.
It could be in those simple seconds,
or stretched periods that equal a life time.
I want the feeling that I never had
only ever imagined in the deepest, strongest
place in my mind.
Written: June 24,2009
poem by Ryan Collins
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Throw It All Away
It's taken all this time to work you out
And if I wasn't sure before now I'm in no doubt
You're running out of things to say and I can see it in your face
You're going to throw it all away
Chorus:
Makes no difference what you say cause you can't hide it
Cause every moment slips away there's no denying
That I know, yes I know
You're going to throw it all away
You've been running for so long you've lost your way
It doesn't matter what you do it's getting closer every day
You're running out of things to say and I can see it in your face
You're going to throw it all away
(Chorus)
You're going to throw it all away
You're going to throw it all away
You're going to throw it all away
(Chorus)
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert
I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.
But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.
Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.
But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.
A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.
Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.
They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.
They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.
So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Im O. K.
Written by dennis deyoung, james young
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Hey, hey, hey, hey, eight, skate, seven on the rotate!
If I could stand
Beside myself
Would I see me or maybe someone else
cause its hard to please
Most everyone
When your spirits got you on the run, on the run
They say do your best
But dont cause a fuss
Dont make waves be like the rest of us
But I can feel the tide is turning fast
cause deep inside I know that I cant last
Another day
Not another day!
cause Im o.k.
I finally found the person Ive been searching for
Im alright
Im feeling good about myself and thats for sure
cause I believed them when they said I must do things their way,
They tried to cast me in their mold
But I just had to say,
That Im o.k.
Im o.k. this way yes Im o.k. yes Im ok!
Im o.k.
I finally found the person Ive been searching for (everybody sing now!)
Im alright
Im feeling good about myself and thats for sure (whoo!)
Im o.k.
I finally found the person Ive been searching for (yahoo!)
Im alright
Im feeling good about myself and thats for sure
Im o.k.
Im feeling good about myself and thats for sure
Im alright
Im o.k. this way yes Im ok!
song performed by by Styx
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Retreat for a wounded lovers.
Marriage and happiness is not written for everyone in a book
based on paitents communication and trust, not like fish on the hook
You may have a pastor or counselors but no promises written in stone
it is not quick or easy, like a dog right away who fiches a bone
there is too much invested in a relationship to throw it all away
love and happiness takes time and energy day after day
both partners must come to an agreement or meet eachother half way
you can't be hard headed and noone should say my way or the highway
marriage retreat or time off is needed for both to spend quality time
a stronger person must stand up and help resolve issues, have a spine.
poem by Michael Neguse
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Used As Blood Transfusions
What am I hoping to accomplish,
With my 'poetic' offerings?
That's a good question.
Maybe one day they will be used,
As blood transfusions.
'You are joking, right? '
Of course I am.
I meant heart transplants.
But then again,
Some of the 'stuff' I write...
Have lives of their own.
They may not want to be used,
To jump start somebody else's existence.
'Well...
I must admit,
Some things written do seem to have lives...
All their own.'
That's true.
I have written some things to have people tell me,
I wrote as if I was looking inside their hearts.
And...
They had not a clue,
I knew that already.
Most writers to be admired have that ability.
However,
I will admit...
I do wish to have my 'work',
Flowing through the veins of people.
'You are such a joker.'
I know.
Some have found me to be,
Quite hysterical.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Exclusively Grouchy Group
Aging is attitude: what you are when you are young
will come to pass as you age; the biggest problem
is this book was written by a pastor with years of
loving community service, he even served three
missionary years in Africa, he recommends
service and teaching to fulfil the older
person’s need to be needed
Given that I am not a community person, never
mastered the art of participating in group acti-
vities, found teaching impossible; found my joy
in solitary pursuits practiced against a back-
ground of other people’s activities without
direct interaction; I do not meet the
requirements set out in my book
To create a carefree and happy old age - how
to relate to people in groups when I failed to do
so in my youth, all I hope is that cantankerous
and irascible people who love seclusion as
much as I do, will age with me so we can
form an exclusively grouchy group…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Find Time
Find time, for this day shall soon be night
Find time to love, whilst you still have life
Find time to visit the sick and the old
Find time to embrace someone when they are cold.
Find time to love your family, and help a friend
Find time to invite a hungry person in
Find time to take a senior person for a walk
Find time for that someone that's lonely just to talk.
And when you've found time for these things
Rejoice and be happy for the satisfaction it brings.
poem by William J. Walls
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Being Yourself
Being yourself
It's not a bad thing
People like you for you are
Other people don't
Don't get trap by people
They will used you for what
They need you then throw
You away like tissues
I know what's like
I change myself
For one guy to improve
To him I can be different, but
It didn't work
I realized that at end
I should be myself
I will found a guy
That like me for me
I change to fit in and
It didn't work
Just be yourself
No matter who the person is
If it does work at end
When you change yourself
Go for it
It's your choice
Not mine
Do whatever it right
World out there is not easy
Remember to be yourself and watch out
Being yourself
poem by Christina Phan
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Y
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Pure soul first breath is filled with sin
A young child just born quit suffering
A mother's greed, get high, chasin' ghosts again
This will happen over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
I look into your eyes, I feel your pain, life's insane
I'm gonna do my best to try again and live again
I know we're all the same, we live our lives it's like a game
And still we do it over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
First communion done, now your life has just begun
Second plot the whole world is looking with a gun
Another child will do it when he's on the run
The vicious circle of life has just begun!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you!
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be sooo cruel!
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
It's all, yeah, it's all
Don't ask us Y!
It's all decided for you
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LI: Savior
Criminal is a person who commits a crime
Rogue is a person who calmly kills 99 people to save 100 people
Hero is a person who can kill 99 people to save one person
Savior is a person who sacrifice himself to save people
Onlooker is a person who stays and witnesses all
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Sending Those Mixed Messages
No!
My name is 'not' Angel.
Everybody's trying to get in a free 'cruise'.
And at my expense.
'Listen to Me!
You were specifically given an assignment.
When asked the 'code'...
You are to reply accordingly.
That's 'another' one you let escape.'
Ok ok ok.
I understand that, My Father.
But my name is not Angel.
I 'am' an angel.
And that is a tremendous difference.
The question I 'should be asked,
Is this...
Are you an 'angel'?
'Why is it,
You are the only one...
I find I 'have' to qualify My wishes.
Do you realize what time it is?
And I am on a schedule to raise conscious levels,
Around here.
DETAILS! Details.
Let ME worry about the details.
Is that clear? '
Sure!
Now...
What details do You refer to?
And how clear should I be?
'BOY!
Where on EARTH did you come from? '
Father...?
Aren't I 'not' Your creation?
There You go again.
Sending those mixed messages.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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