I have no regrets. I wouldn't have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.
quote by Ingrid Bergman
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From The Most Secretive Of Places
Wouldn't it be nice to live a life we like,
Free without fear of being smeared...
By slander.
And wouldn't it be great if everyone claimed,
To be a friend that can be trusted...
With a faithfulness so loyal and unquestioned,
Until the end.
Wouldn't it be just wonderful to know,
What we do for others...
Is appreciated with a giving back of respect.
Yet...
A life lived without regrets,
Just does not seem to be lived...
If opposition did not exist to make an appearance,
From the most secretive of places that are surprisingly kept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me That Signal
Take your hands out your pockets...
And,
Give me every signal...
That you don't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal...
That you don't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal...
That you don't have to worry at all.
If you believe...in!
Whatever that it was that gave you faith.
Believe...in!
Whatever that it was that kept you in faith.
If you 'believed'....
You could move any cloud cover in the sky.
You would not cry.
Give me that signal...
That you don't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal...
That you don't have to worry at all.
If you believe...in!
Whatever that it was that gave you faith.
You wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
And wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
You wouldn't have to worry at all.
If you believe...in!
Whatever that it was that gave you faith.
You wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
No wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
No wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
No wouldn't have to worry at all.
Give me that signal
No wouldn't have to worry at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Piece Of Myself... And For Myself
people in my place worry about me
why i do not worry about next year
the next planting season after this year's bumpy harvest where every room in the house is filled with corn.
people in my place ask me where shall i live after next year
and you should soon inherit the house that i built for 50 years.
they all worry about me with all those particular items like what shall happen
to the glasses in my cabinet
or the white car in my blue garage
or my gold watch and my silver spoons and my china plates
they worry about my gold fish in my aquarium
who shall feed them when i am no longer home
people worry a lot about me
and i begin sometimes when i get tired listening to all the questions
asking: why me? why do you worry all about me?
i am not even dead yet and have no plans retiring from life's works
like the arts and this
pottery and this poetry
people worry about me
and never about us.
i am tired and all i need is sleep.
and i do not worry at all.
because i know that if i am dead
then i am dead
and i do not ask for more
not even on extended dreams
not even on anything
perhaps they worry about me because they all worry about themselves
perhaps i am their mirror
or perhaps they think that with my behavior
i should not have lived
in the first place.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Life Is Lived The Way It Is Lived
A LIFE IS LIVED THE WAY IT IS LIVED
A life is lived the way it is lived
I did what I did
And made mistakes
Maybe most of it was a mistake
I don’t know.
I told myself always
The one thing I would never do
Is regret.
Regrets I don’t have
But the tone of regret now touches all I do
And some deep sadness says
‘I should not have failed so much.’
G-d who gave me this one life
And so much time
And so much opportunity
G-d who gave me my chance truly.
Can I blame You,
If I did not make it?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Forgiveness Is Not the Key
I look down at the people, I worry about their woes
I worry about their joys, their friends, their foes
I worry about their lives and the way they live it
I worry about their dreams and wonder if they’ll heed it
I worry about the tears I see running down their face
I worry about their lies they tell in this time and place
I worry about their truths that always hurt more
I worry about what they will definitely have in store
I look down at the people who never showed compassion
Who hate each other with the strongest passion
Who pushed me aside as though I were nothing
I wonder, do they care about anything?
I realise they treat each other as dirt
And they revel within all the hurt
Not one ever worried for me
I’m so glad that I can finally see
I refuse to worry or care about them and their petty ways
I will never again worry for their days
Because not one ever cared for me
Forgiveness is not the key
Not when I live life so lonely
I want to be loved only
For them I’ll never again feel woe
Because I’ll be nothing but their foe
poem by Lenore Lee
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How Strange?
May you earn the faith
As well as the strength
To not keep inside
The poisoning feelings of hate
As well as the revenge
Never build a home
Upon other's pain
Whatever you'll gain
With the stormy rain
In whiles will fade again
Those who used to heal
Never can make others tear
Those who used to destroy
For others pain they'll always enjoy
Those who never feel sorry
Even a bit of worry
They put on face a fake smile
They wear on mask of liar
While trampling over their dearest ones dead bodies
They never feel sorry
Even a bit of worry
Their pities are already evaporated
How strange?
They friendly shake each others hands
With smiling faces
While turning their backs they begin harming each other
They treason their nearest friends without regrets
Paralyzed are their sensitivities
Poor people they can't feel shame or pain.
They put an excuses for their reactions
They're always in need to victims
To Hung on their sins and regrets
But they forget that everyone's the only Responsible for their own actions in this life
I do believe that nothing is able to change people's believes
No reason is able to turn the goodness to Badness
Or an angel to devil.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Before I Die
If I was to die next week
I wouldn't try to weap
I wouldn't try to cry
I wouldn't try to have hatred inside me
Before I die
I will pray to the Lord to forgive everybody's sins
And people to have a long, happy, and healthy life
I would pray to the Lord hoping that life will never ruin anybody
If life was to ruin someone, I would want it to ruin me
Before I die
I will spent my time talking to my friends and smile
I wouldn't try to put an angry frown on my face
I will forgive people even if they did something really disgraceful
Because it burdens me when I don't forgive someone
Before I die
I would try to make people around me happy
I would want people to view the world as if there's more kindness and less greediness
I would want the people to forgive easily and let their enemies become their friends
I would want the people around me to laugh a lot before I die
Before I die
I would make everything in peace
So in peace as if life couldn't get any better
People will laugh more instead of cry more
People will smile instead of frowning more
I want people to be optimistic
Before I die
I would want people to find the good things about other people and themselves
I would want the people not to judge others too quickly
I would want people to understand others even it's annoying them
I want the people to be patient and not be so greedy.
If some of these wishes came true
I would die peacefully
When I die
I hope people wouldn't show their tears
I hope I could die with a smile
And I hope that whatever I left behind
Will be something that I could remember when I look from Heaven.
Not Trying To Sell This
I don't feel that offended to defend my point of view.
Why would I feel a need to do it?
I can look back at my footsteps,
And realize I have lived my life with and without critique.
I continue to do the same thing to this day.
Only faith tested has brought me this far and kept me.
That is why I do not seek what your opinion of me is!
Your life as you live it has not been my main focus.
I have been conscious of my own experiences.
And they have kept me too emotionally busy.
Some when they came left me numb and stunned.
I don't feel that offended to defend my point of view.
It has been earned and I like it.
I am not trying to sell this to anyone,
Yet.
And when and 'if' that should happen...
I still wouldn't have any regrets.
Some delays expressed,
Maybe!
I have been fortunately blessed to place my steps,
Where they were urgently needed.
With just a few who knew from where they led!
To where they would come to grips,
With another experience welcomed to visit.
That's how I have come to look at it.
My life is to be lived!
So...
Make any attempt you wish to discredit my efforts!
Guess who would know it and still keep steppin'?
Feeling there is nothing from anyone,
I seeks that needs approval.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Had I lived another life
Had I lived another life
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Had I lived another life
What would I have to show in equal years
Would I be loved instead of just loving
And know the lasting secret to another’s heart
How would I then count my mistakes
Would my company be welcomed not accepted
It is a fruitless thought to be considered
For the never will be a known answer
I am but the sum of all my years combined
I harbour my guilt and shameful pride
Those words I wish to take back
And the others I now wished I had now said
Had I lived another life
Would I carry these same regrets
Would I know sorrows of yet another unkind
There are things which have shaped me
That I would happily go back and change
Perhaps in another life I may well feel the same
For all the unknown reasoning’s
One thing stands out as a certain
That life is a gift, a gift to the living
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Unsung Psalm
There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
Id be at peace and Id have no desire
If Id lived right
There would be cherubs with tiny harps arrows and bows
Id have a halo and a flowing white robe
Id be enfolded by a celestial light
If Id lived right
But Im feeling hot and bothered under the collar
I feel the sweat breaking out on my brow
I feel the heat and I know its the passion
The love I cant disavow
If this is a dream wake me up now
If this is a movie lets edit these scenes out
It would be a pg instead of an x rated life
If Id lived right
Some would call me a cheat call me a liar
Say that Ive been defeated by the basest desired
Yes I have strayed and succumbed to my vices
But I tried to live right
But I have no regrets no guilt in my heart
I only feel sadness for any pain that Ive caused
I guess I wouldnt bother to worry at all
If Id lived right
Do you live by the book do you play by the rules
Do you care what is thought by others about you
If this day is all that is promised to you
Do you life for the future the present the past
If there is one thing I know I know I will die
If anyone cares some stranger my critique my life
I may be revered or defamed and decried
But I tried to live right
There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
Id be at peace and Id have no desire
If Id lived right
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Life Is Right Until Lived
When the thrill of living my life has quieted to end,
I will not be discovered procrastinating with any fears.
Or recovering from regrets,
Of not facing challenges to overcome when first met.
Nor is my life in any position for anyone to place bets.
Although I may choose to take those risks 'I' accept.
I am a work-in-progress taking forward not backward steps.
I live a life lived unafraid to make mistakes.
And those monitoring perfection based upon etiquette,
Are powerless to suggest what my identity should be to please.
Since this life I live is 'my' experience without boundaries.
And I will dream to adventure and explore to make known.
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
With...
Or without,
Judgements heard that are passed.
With...
Or without,
Judgements heard that are passed...
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
And...
As one decides what life is right for them to live,
Who can demonstrate what perfection is?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Predicting Ones Life
If I could see my life early on
I don't think I could have lived, but been gone
If I could see all the pain there was to be
I would have been so frightened, I would flee
But I've never had a crystal ball
God picked me up whenever I'd fall
Life is a game of russian roulett
And quite a gamble if your'e willing to bet
I'm half way through my life and its been hard
I've had to live each day on guard
Some memories painful, some filled with joy
I've been loved and I've been someone's toy
Most of it I wouldn't want to relive
A few times, oh what I wouldn't give
They say we all have our cross to bare
In my life it's not always been fair!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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You probably wouldn't worry about what people think of you if you could know how seldom they do.
quote by Olin Miller
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We probably wouldn't worry about what people think of us if we could know how seldom they do.
quote by Olin Miller
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Someone Kill The Romantic In Me
someone kill the romantic in me
slash the flirt and smother the optimist
and the person who believes
the best in everyone
the girl who still believes
you may come around
one of these days
and if you really cared
you'd do something better than nothing
if you really cared
you'd do everything to win me back
but you don't care
you don't care
someone kill the romantic in me
break out without the sweet nothings
and maybe i'll stop being
that girl who misses you
would give anything
to hear the infamous sorry
yeah, i know, pipe dreams
and if you really loved me
you'd find a way to show me
if you really, really loved
you wouldn't let me slip away
but you don't
no, you fucking don't.
someone kill the romantic in me
bury me in the desert with my regrets
my sweet regrets i hold onto them
i'm just the girl
you asked for
only you let me go
for no damn good reason
i hope you're happy
and if you really were
you wouldn't be cryptic with me
and if you really were
you wouldn't be so lonely
you could have had me
you did
you did have me
just remember that.
poem by Lindsay King
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No Regrets
I have no regrets for loving you.
There is nothing different that I would do.
I have no regrets for loving you
for my love has turned into
long time peace that came my way
and ever the chance to have my say
everything that's been on my mind.
Do you have regrets for loving me?
Is there anything different you'd do?
Do you have regrets for loving me
after all that we've been through?
Angry times and foolish words
that sometimes made us sad
gave me all that I needed to know
that things were never that bad.
There are no regrets when you're in love.
The goodness is always there.
There are no regrets that we have found
in this love we share.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Worries and regrets
Worry comes from the things to happen;
Regret comes from the things that happened.
Worry and regrets keep us away
From the otherwise lasting happiness.
12.04.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You Are The One
No i won't surrender
At any cost
You're something so sweet and tender
From my heart
Yes i've done my evil
I've done my good
Just believe me honey
I won't let go off you
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
We've had our share of misfortune
We've had our blues
And god is not on our side
Yes it's true
We keep forgetting baby
The others too
There is no one who can take that away
From me and you
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
song performed by by H.I.M.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Don’t Worry (Matthew 6: 24-34)
Don’t worry about your life
About what will you eat and drink
About your body
About what will you wear
Isn’t it obvious that life is more important than food?
And body is more important than cloth?
Why worry when it doesn’t add an inch in your life span
If you have a time to worry
Use it to relieve one by one of your worry
Remember what is important for you
So you won’t waste your time and lose it
Trust your worry to God
If He dresses up the grass in the field
Fate to be there today and burnt tomorrow
He will also look after you
Even you are failed yesterday and down in sorrow
Don’t worry and say
What will we drink?
What will we eat?
What will we wear?
Don’t worry about tomorrow
It will be a countless end
Because tomorrow has its own worry
A day’s worry is enough for a day
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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My dad used to say, 'You wouldn't worry so much about what people thought about you if you knew how seldom they did.
quote by Phil McGraw
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