An Ode To Trees
Everyday we see them
standing tall and noble everywhere.
Most of the time we pass
giving them not a second thought.
All we see is greenery there,
we never think of the variety
and the effect they have on our lives.
Nor do we think of all the things
that live within them there.
Each has its own family
that within the foliage survive,
some are minute often difficult to see.
While others bring joy to our eyes
as they fly across the skies.
Some trees bare fruit,
a bounty of food for us all.
There are so many species
and we should be thankful
that God gave us them all.
We should feel sad
when someone’s axe hits
and another tree falls.
18 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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My thanks to all
I wanna Thanks to my Mom
for giving me life, show me the world
Teaching me how to love and care for others
I wanna Thanks to my Dad
For protecting me, always giving me moral thoughts
and for the inspiration to grow & win in the race
I wanna Thanks to my little brother
for caring, sharing and protecting
And making me smile everyday
I wanna Thanks to my Teachers
For giving me their valuable time & spread their noble knowledge
the foundation of my life
I wanna Thanks to my Friends
For the laughs, conversations
and help me to grow up
I wanna Thanks to my Lord
For the blessings & for teaching me the right way
And for the promises that stand beside me everyday
I wanna thank you all
for a lifetime unforgettable of memories
poem by Sweta Leena Panda
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It's All About The Feeling Giving
Go get that hot coco cup,
And fill it up to sit and sip...
Since,
It's all about the feeling giving.
As the seasons seem to slip,
To come and go quickly to dip.
It's all about the feeling giving.
To give a 'thanks' is an investment,
To receive and benefit.
'Cause...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Getting gifts to reminisce,
Is only part of it that fits...
'Cause,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
Everyday that's over-rated...
It's,
All about the feeling giving.
Those holidays we love to celebrate,
Don't come to stay...
'Cause...
It's all about the feeling giving.
We hope with a faith and pray,
Dedicated...
To give a feeling someone's getting,
Come what may...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Go get that hot coco cup,
And fill it up to sit and sip...
Since,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Sit and sip to reminisce,
Since...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Everyday,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everyday I Have To Cry
(arthur alexander)
Everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry
There was a little boy I had planned to marry
This was my love I didnt want to share it
I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny
He said he couldnt love me cause he didnt have no money
So, everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry
I got me a boy
I guess I really loved him
Every night now I was thinking of him
But you cant mix love with money
cause if you do its gonna hurt somebody
So, everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry
Although I know that hes just a poor boy
Is it wrong to love cause hes not a rich boy?
Every time you mix love with money
Every time you hurt somebody
So, everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry
Everyday I have to cry
Everyday I have to cry
Oh, oh
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Time For Heroes
We search for an answer,
And when it appears
We can challenge the world with our sweat and our tears.
Through winning and losing,
The brave never bend,
The hero keeps fighting, standing tall in the end.
Time can change anything...and mend any fall.
The moment of truth is facing us all,
It's time for the hero to stand tall.
It's a time for heroes,
Time to answer the call,
It's a time for the hero in us all.
We carry the flame
For all to see
The fire and the passion, of what we can be.
Sometimes we must fight,
But we never bend
The hero keeps fighting, standing tall in the end.
Love can change anything...it's inside of us all
To reach out a hand whenever we fall.
It's time for the hero to stand tall.
It's a time for heroes,
Time to answer the call,
It's a time for the hero to stand tall.
It's a time for heroes,
When our back's to the wall
It's a time for the hero...in us all
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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An Apology Prayer
My Dear Lord above I’m sorry
that I haven’t been giving you the time I should
and it seems that the only time I speak to you
is when I have a crisis, or I don’t feel so good.
You often give me help and consolation,
and when you do I give thanks straight away,
but when my life is without ills and troubles
my conscience tells me I should still thank you everyday.
So Dear Lord I will try harder to find the time to pray to you
and give thanks for all the days that pass.
So thank you Lord God above for giving me this
and all my days, and I’ll pray as though it’s my last.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Look Around You
Sometimes we have to stop
look around at what we got
step back and look
through someone else’s eyes.
Everyday we pass things
without giving them a second glance,
and then a stranger comes
and just gasps at the beauty
around where we come from.
We see it everyday
and not once does it register
the wonders that surround us.
It’s only when we step back
and look, at things through someone else’s eyes
we see the beauty we ignore everyday.
poem by David Harris
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Giving Up Should Be A Thought To Rid
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know all there is...
About life.
To let it quickly fizzle into an abyss.
It's about risks!
That's what life is!
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know all there is...
About life.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know that living life is taking risks.
And...
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Yes,
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rain
I woke up and you made me see
You and I we can never be
All the things that we wanted to
So I set you free
Here we are, point of no return
Never thought it would crash and burn
Started out with the best of intentions
I never learn
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
So let's drink to the life ahead
Standing tall just like you said
Only this time it's someone else
That is in my bed
When you left I had much to say
But today time has come to pay
And i know how hard it is just
To fly away
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
Why did you leave me standing
Why did you leave me standing
I'm standing tall just like you said
I was trying to see the life ahead
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
song performed by by E-type
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Do This For Yourself
Waking up and giving 'thanks',
Should dawn...
At the crack of the morning.
And waking up to say a prayer,
Would daily rid with a forgetting...
Those moans one groans to go on.
Appreciating more of life,
Than to moan and groan...
And choosing something that is liked,
Will...
Make living life better,
To chase away what has gone.
Get up determined to feel grateful...
Everyday.
Get up determined to feel loved...
Everyday.
Get up determined to confess...
Blessings!
And...
Do this for yourself everyday.
Waking up and giving 'thanks',
Should dawn.
And...
Do this for yourself everyday.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Short Term Effect
Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
Static
White sound
A day without substance
A changeof thought
An atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
Scream
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across the desert
A charcoal face
Bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything
A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
A short term effect
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
song performed by by Cure
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Standing On The Other Side
Whatever it was you thought you had time to do.
And with a familiar procrastination...
You would do what pleases you.
And...
With a comprehension missed,
Along with an attention span...
You pawned for something quicker,
With an ease you believed...
You could control and demand?
Well,
Attached your ears to this...
Those days are gone!
And those that have moved on...
Have left you,
Behind.
Standing on the other side of that mental divide.
Standing and waiting,
For an acknowledgement you had grown accustomed...
That others would provide.
But you missed them!
Standing as the winds of changed,
Pushed you aside.
And they were there...
Giving you a long wave goodbye.
Like in...
Do whatever you please,
'Cause that day has come...
For most to ignore,
What it is you have not yet done!
What you could not believe,
Has arrived to make you convinced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Is Nothing
You thought I was something from afar
You thought Id totally excite you
I guess its just another thing to stand up close and ignite you
Love is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say
You gotta pick up the little pieces everyday
You were telling me the friends we have in common
By the time I figured it out you were yawning
Love is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say
You gotta get up and work the people everyday
And I thought,
Who am i?
Whos this guy?
Would I lie to make the day blur into the night?
Love is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say
You gotta pick up the little pieces everyday
Love is nothing, nothing, nothing like they say
You gota get up and work the people everyday
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Early Works - Trees
In fields of coloured leaves
there stand tall and noble trees
like statues in Trafalgar Square.
They stand straight and tall
with branches pointing
skyward in the air
these trees with noble flair.
Date unknown, probably 1960’s
poem by David Harris
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How Is The Air Up There
(s. duboff/a. kornfeld)
Vicki
Your father is a v.i.p.
He thinks hes always right
Your mother watches her t.v.
Wont talk to you all night
Couldnt help sitting up so high
Hes gotta find love
Hes never seen a flower tree
Or anything that close
And everyday Ill pass and say
Hey!
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
According to you I just dont care
Im falling on the ground
First time that you saw me
Said youd hope I would change
Well, your friends took one look at me
And they sure acted strange
Havent seen you in a month
And you wonder what its all about
Well, next time Im in prison, love
Come and, well bail me out
And everyday Ill pass and say
Hey!
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
According to you I just dont care
Im falling on the ground
You tried to put the blame on me
Youve got a lot of nerve
You say youre so lonely, well
Its all that you deserve
When you get tired of your
Love of life in high society
Well, get some kicks and take a trip
And come on down with me
And everyday Ill pass and say
Hey!
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
How is the air up there
According to you I just dont care
Im falling on the ground
How is the air up there...
song performed by by Bangles
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Heroes 2
When we were children
we all knew what we wanted to be.
We wanted to follow
in the footstep of our favourite hero.
Our heroes came from noble stock
and stood above the rest.
We wanted to grow up like them
walking tall through the world.
At a certain age reality kicks in
and we become who we are.
It is a lot different than
those heroes we used to adore.
We learn that heroes
are not such a special breed.
We pass hundreds of them everyday
and we fail to recognise them.
They have no super powers
or logos on their chest.
They dress like you and me
in tee-shirt and jeans
and when the chips are down.
A stranger will save the day
and then when everything has died down
the stranger will be on their way.
21 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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You're Still Here
Thought I saw you today
You were standing in the sun then you turned away
And I knew I couldn't be but my heart believed
Oh it seems like something everyday
How could you be so far away
When you're still here
When I need you you're not hard to find
You're still here
I can see you in my baby's eyes
And I laugh and cry
You're still here
At the dream last night
That you came to me on silver wings of light
I flew away with you in the painted sky
And I woke up wondering what was real
Is it what you see and touch or what you feel
Cause you're still here
Oh you're everywhere we've ever been
You're still here
I heard you in a stranger's laugh
And I hunger on to hear your laugh again
Just once again
Oh...
Thought I saw you today
You were standing in the sun then you turned away
Away
song performed by by Faith Hill from Cry
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Cause and effect
Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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About The Cause And The Effect
Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Degrading Effusiveness
someone wants his name
remembered
and everyday he vends
along the streets where
people
simply pass him by
he tries poetry
to have his name engraved in stone
should have been in
the hearts of
noble men
those who never wanted a name
those who shun fame
on such a degrading
effusiveness
i give a gush.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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