Irrefutable Affection
Heavenly aura.
Scorching July air.
No lies told, no one to hate.
A peaceful godlike innocence, memories of grandeur.
The way that I held you, it's bliss was returned.
A connection exalted me.
No intentions of leaving.
No intentions of failing.
Inner peace was my deity.
And it would always shine through.
My selflessness still active, but I was proud of where I stood.
However, an invisible hourglass introduced me to my sickening fall.
And it's amazing how on that flawless day in May.
How the cardinals sang and the tree branch was the most uplifting place.
How the heat embraced me and kept my faith sustained.
And how I said that I loved you, and how that still has never changed.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Good Intentions
Mama always prayed that Id be a better man than daddy
And I determined not to let her down
Deserted by the man she loved and left to raise four children
We were the local gossip of the town.
I promised her that Id live right and not be like the others
But I wound up in jail on chrismas day
I told her Id be home and not to worry bout my brothers
When I got home my mom had passed away
(chorus)
And I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions
And mama my intentions were the best
Theres lotsa things in my life I just as soon not mention
Looks like Ive turned out like all the rest
But mama my intentions were the best
A little boy with big blue eyes a-beggin to go fishing
I promised him but never took the time
Now they wont let me see him and I sit here a-wishing
Wishin I could hold him one more time
(repeat chorus)
But mama my intentions were the best
song performed by by Randy Travis
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More Effective Means
Many times you have tried,
To misrepresent my intentions.
And to manipulate my deeds.
And many times my tolerance,
Sat and watch this purposely.
Over the years my intentions have changed.
And I am not reluctant to express impatience.
Nor is my tolerance one I am proud of.
And my methods now use more effective means...
To get my point across.
So grateful am I to find constant prayer,
Enables me to do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Peace Should Be Peaceful
Someone, whose name I remember not,
Held in high esteem by friend and foe alike,
Said, ' There is no good war, neither bad peace.'
How true! How obvious! It seemed
at first glance.
But then, peace also is not peaceful at times.
Peace! Peace! Peace!
All peoples, of all ages
All creatures of all orders
And philosophers throughout the ages,
Sang, extolled, and praised and sought it;
It was preached from church altars,
It was taught from podiums in halls of world gatherings.
But peace has not always been peaceful.
Peace, much desired, much sought after, as it is;
Is abhorred, derided and avoided just as much.
For peace also needs to be peaceful.
And for peace to be so peaceful we need to build on peace.
If peace should be peaceful, it must needs be peaceful.
And this- possible only when people are at peace with themselves-;
Because, as it were, one cannot give what he hath not.
('nemo dat quod non habet') .
poem by Isaias Yemane
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Things That Happened
There is a connection between
the tree and you
between a space of cool air
There is a spark
that short moment that shakes you
because it is too beautiful
and then gone
You have always returned from far places
hoping to see it again
The tree had been tall and proud and someone
that you hate cut it into pieces for firewood
You have seen the smoke from far away
you are mute
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Say Something
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
If anyone had good intentions,
Wouldn't you think,
Those intentions clearly...
Would be done and not mentioned?
It's like someone who has an expectation.
And the rising of excitement,
That teases with anticipation.
A frustration enters,
When disappointment arrives.
And here it is...
Excuses and lies!
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
And you are left sitting to wonder,
Between hesitation and comments to make.
But your lips remain sealed.
However...
Your eyes are not connected,
To an expected acceptance of your patience.
'You look as if you can kill me!
Say something.
I meant to call you.
You know that.
Say something.
Say 'something'...
Anything! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Innocence Of A Smile
I sat in a crowded place
Chatting with my mother
Leaving the conversation
I realized there were others
I sat and talked and ate
As I looked around at people
Some too busy to be friendly
And some with a smile, but feeble
When I was about to leave
I saw a person in front of me
He threw at me a friendly smile
And I smiled back at him sweetly
As I walked away I realized
The innocence of that smile
No intentions of cheat or deceit
No extraordinary display of style
Then innocent smile that I received
Changed the way I thought of life
Now I'm not afraid of any suspicion
That might arise from a smile
I thank that stranger
For making me feel so right
Thank you for showing me
The innocence of a smile
poem by Vidushi Khera
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Poetical Intentions
Poetical Intentions
Poetical Intentions
There was once an American dream
A house a job and a car or three with a cat in the yard
And the yard in Malibu Beach is this dream still out of reach
What is wrong with this picture is the angle of the stream
The entrance of the price list the fortune is too steep
The thing you want for money is my soul
Just let it tremble all away the underneath of tree is fine for a place to lay me down to sleep just keep the drunks and murderers from me and let me rest in peace and poverty
Hard at work or hardly working are you holding up that fence by leaning on it are you concerned at all with the work to hand
What-what-what am eye paying you for where is the thing where is the fun the toil and sweat is left somewhere else to do today
Eye must begin to win the poverty away to gamble and to theft
To golden gods and goddesses bereft
Eye am a poet with intentions.
poem by Charles Hice
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Best Of Intentions
I had big plans for our future
Said I'd give you the whole world somehow
I tried makin' good on that promise
Thought I'd be so much further by now
Never could build you a castle
Even though you're the queen of my heart
But I've had the best of intentions from the start
Now some people think I'm a loser
'Cause I seldom get things right
But you make me feel like a winner
When you wrap me in your arms so tight
Please tell me you will remember
No matter how much I do wrong
That I had the best of intentions all along
Chorus:
I gave you a ring
And I promised you things
I always thought we'd do
But my best-laid plans
Slipped right through my hands
To show my love for you
And if you could read my heart
Then you'd know without exception
It was all with the best of intentions
Chorus
So here I am asking forgiveness
And praying that you'll understand
Don't think I take you for granted
Girl, I know just how lucky I am
Though you deserve so much better
You won't find devotion more true
'Cause I've had the best of intentions
Girl, I've had the best of intentions
Yes, I've had the best of intentions loving you
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Esi
She annouced her intentions to me and to marry her,
She mustered courage and kissed me!
And she allowed me to know more abour her private parts,
And i stood in her doorway and smiled.
Esi is her name and,
I am the drummer boy on this love of sweet;
For her intentions are stronger than the wind around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The balloon in the tree
There high up in the tree
was a bright Red balloon
how did it get there I mused?
Was it put there by a little boy
or did the wind pluck it from his hand?
it was stuck firm on a branch now.
When I came by the tree the next day
I looked up and it was still there
and it wasn't the only balloon
there was a blue one and a yellow one?
The following day the tree was covered in them
all different colours and sizes and shapes
the wind and rain couldn't pop them dead.
Every day more balloons were there in the tree
all different colours, shapes, and sizes,
the wind and rain wouldn't hit them at all.
I was the only person who knew of the tree
it became invisible to anybody else
the balloon tree was there just for me.
When a balloon died another took it's place
so the tree was always covered in balloons
throughout the years it stood proud and strong.
You may say I'm making this up or I'm mad
and there's no such thing as a balloon tree
but I know it's true so that's all that matters.
This is for Chloe, Holly, Katie, and Oliver.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Dear Friend
Dear friend,
Today I turn the pages of our memories
Those laughter and tears
That we have shared for more many years
Those secrets that we hide
Underneath the cherry tree
These photographs I held, and
I used to smile every time I looked at them
Dear friend,
I've been to the place were we first met
It’s the same old, and new, nothing has changed
Like an old book with precious stories
Every page has a wonderful thing to say
Like a laughter that remains on air
They’re sounds music in my ear
A symphony of our yesterday
Dear friend,
I plow our memories that blanket by autumn leaves
On this mango tree
And its branches look so droopy
But there’s a last leaf-standing firm on a trunk
That forgotten, as the time goes by
Like this friendship buried from the shadow of past
Thou I know it will never last
Dear friend,
Remember the summer skies
Those butterflies that landed in our hands
The kites that we ever flew
In these green fields of our childhood memory
We were children once before
When the trees were tall and we were small
And now we are tall and the trees fall
Dear friend,
Autumn was come
And the leaves started to fall
I can’t count the hours, how long I've stood here
Waiting for your presence
That you have promised you will come
The wind whistle like your soft voice
I feel the heavenly touch on my face
Dear friend,
You never told me that you are leaving
Together with the clouds that passed by
Together with the angels that flew into the sky
Like the waters that flow freely back to the sea
Like a wind that danced on its own
But your soul still live inside of me
You will always be my special memory
Dear friend,
I wrote you a letter sealed with my tears
Saying take care, I miss our funny deeds
Id rather be sad
And my heart is in grief
But somehow I’ll be happy then
That once in my life I had you as my friend
Dear friend, you will always be my best friend
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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No Mater What
We know where I’m going
I’m leaving to do right for this world
Leaving to make a mark
Keep all those I see safe
To stand strong as a symbol for the world to recognize
I am your protector and savior
I shall be your hero and do what must be done
With this, I do promise to my loved ones
You shall never hear code 10-00
Sirens will not sound
The black-purple banners will not be hung
And Amazing Grace will not cry over us
The bagpipes will not be needed
The march will never happen
There will not be 21 shots in my name
There will be no box to sleep in
And no flag to drape over me
But if it did, tell all who loved me
Tell the ones that cared about me
I stood as their guardian
I stood to be the one to fight and protect
I stood for courage and strength
I stood to keep all of you safe
And it is my choice to be New York’s Finest
I will be the best of the best
So as to keep my family
My loved ones
Safe from harm
poem by Ryan Collins
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Perhaps I Am Just Tired
at first
i may feel sorry for you
it does not linger somehow
there is no ash in my forehead
on a second thought
i feel proud of myself for having told you the truth
we can be blessings
in disguises having given you pain
at night when i am all alone
i think about it
i feel like a bow
life size
with all strength that i have mustered
i shoot you in that darkest night of your life
i feel the speed
it is more godly or godlike
there is divine contempt in me
but with all my good intentions
i tell myself
it is all for you....for you...all for you.
when i did it, i never thought of a name or a face
i did not even think of myself.
last night i rest my head on a pillow
i had a very sound sleep....perhaps i am just tired.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Birds Fly
Birds fly into my windshield
Thoughts fall from my thoughts
This good luck charm hanging off my arm
Was left here by the police
Words fall out of my pockets
And cats dance under my feet
This colorful spell under which I live
Protects me from all I write
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions (best intentions)
Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
Birds fly into my windshield
Thoughts fall from my thoughts
This good luck charm hanging off my arm
Was left here by the police
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions (best intentions)
Oh yes the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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To do things wrong with best intentions is better than acting to the letter of the law with evil intentions.
Torn
Peace is what they tell me
Love am I unholy
Lies are what they tell me
Despise you that control me
The peace is dead in my soul
I have blamed the reasons for
My intentions poor
Yes I'm the one who
The only one who
Would carry on this far
Torn
song performed by by Creed from My Own Prison
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God's Christmas Tree
The traveler told me,
That He had walked far.
And He knew,
He had not much father to go,
Than He asked me,
Did I see the Christmas tree,
With a bright star,
covered in blankets of snow,
Fighting for life,
against nature and man's war.
Needing to find peace for the soul,
Touched by a angel's tear.
Standing alone out in the cold.
Once there was a little Christmas tree,
Adorned with a heavenly star,
Covered with soft blankets of snow,
every year,
The little tree would grow.
Sometime someone would come along.
Leaving footprints in the falling snow,
When they are far from home,
Somewhere out in the cold.
They could see the star on the tree,
Covered with soft blankets of snow.
The little Christmas tree seems to glow.
Decorated By God's hand.
A gift for every man.
A soft light,
in the dark night,
Offering peace for the soul.
See God's Christmas tree,
Adorned with a heavenly star,
A reminder of love,
A star from above,
For the world to see.
God's Christmas tree.
He didn't choose the tallest.
tree in the forest.
He saw that little tree stand alone.
A place where the soul can rest,
While the traveler walks home.
Did you see?
God's Christmas tree.
poem by Judy Arline Puckett
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Emotion Is Our Slave..
We may be peaceful, when there is noise,
Clattering sound of monstrous machines,
Rattling fun of relatives of choice,
Seldom affect the peace that defines.
Toil soils our body and tires our limbs,
Spoil not our peace, but our emotions,
Unknowingly every individual climbs,
Into the secured dwelling.
When in silent, secured becomes insecured,
When on our own again,
Memories make the lullaby,
Such a vicious villain that we nurtured.
Where to find the peace that Buddha looked for,
Under the tree leaving our loved ones,
Up in the mountain for a month and a half, or
In the caves that have bats and stones.
Love ourselves is the first step,
Love those who depended on us,
Love those who live beside and far,
Love everything that love and hate us.
Life begins not only when we are born,
But in every betrayal and abandonment,
Take the charge and rule the emotions,
As it is always a slave and we are the masters.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Heavenly Place
In a silkened memory,
you lay there waiting
for our first embrace
that will take us to
a heavenly place.
With the unison of one
and innocence of many,
we stroll through loves portal
floating on clouds of ecstasy
as we are entrapped
within erotic bliss
when we lay together
in a heavenly place.
12 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Promises Made Never Discharged
good intentions
promises
made but never paid
still outstanding today
good intentions
meant
for tomorrow do not
count today no way
good intentions
promises
made but never kept
haunt betrayals felt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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