Mankind
We humans are limited in too many ways.
Some things are beyond our reach.
Luck provides for some of us
but just like the sands on a beach
most of us are washed over
like the foam and windswept sprays.
Life seems a struggle much of the time
as we are bombarded every day.
Money problems, sickness and pain
are the price most will pay
in this place we call home,
which harbors our arduous climb.
We arrive free-spirited one by one
and believe we have a fair chance.
But as we are busy living our lives
most of us never learn to dance.
The mundane chores become our bane
and never come undone.
We take it on the chin and become resigned
to 'that's just how it is.'
We accept the fact that life's unfair
and want what's hers or his.
In the end we accept our limitations
and never understand mankind.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Fact Is, In The World Of Lies, Life Is Fair
accept the fact that sometimes we say things
that we do not mean, that sometimes we burst in anger
and we hurt and then we apologize that we do not really mean to hurt
sometimes we show feelings too that we do not really want to express.
sometime we say 'i love you' and yet we are just compelled to do so
someone is dying and he needs you badly at the end of her day.
sometimes, accept the fact, that time strains us and we become
the liars, the hypocrites, the fraud, and the swindler.
and most of all, we keep it for a time, making some stares straight in the eye.
accept this fact, we are humans and in some harsh times
we decide, to survive, at all costs, no matter what.
now, we shall talk, and you shall listen and i shall write about the truth
of this fact. we are us conjoined twins in the art of deception.
lie to me as i lie to you and then we accept this fact: life is fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Weary With No Remorse
The end of the road for the tired aching body
is welcomed with open arms.
For the toil and labor while living
is accepted and never alarms
the ones that accept their fate.
But the moneymaker and money lender
who's built his life on lies
can never accept his fortuneless end
no matter how he tries.
All their lives they've been lacking in grace
and never understood
how the ones who struggle for life
have always withstood
all the strife that is theirs while they're living
and cast aside their pain?
While the money maker and money lender
moves forward and does remain
soulless until he dies.
For the blind to see he must awaken to truth
and become what he's not been,
kind, compassionate with awareness of deeds
that were rotten to the core with sin.
For all that glitters is certainly not gold
and cannot be counted on.
The mountainous climb of the tired and poor
is hard and all uphill.
And yet the spirit of those who toil
allows for their bucket to fill.
It fills with the knowledge that accompanies life
and is sated in the end
with every solitary contentment that comes
as he does ascend,
while never looking back.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Life is for the Living.
Life is a two way street, you can go up or you can go down,
You can be ungrateful, want what you want with your limited knowledge,
And for everything just frown.
Your life can become a never ending misery, old age, sickness and you die,
Or you can listen to the wise man before your time
And learn to question everything, asking why?
Life is for the living, let go, let come what has to teach you,
Face everything with enthusiasm, gratefulness
And look always for something interesting to do.
Never stop learning how to take care of your soul, so is your body,
Be brave, face what comes, solve problems, listen
And know that life can be a beautiful melody.
You heard the wise saying that you can choose between life or malediction,
You have a free will and a self judgement built into you for protection.
What you give out or even think will return to you,
Kindness, but the truth will build you up,
Hostility and fraud hit back with sickness, problems and you'll always be blue.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Coming To Terms With Reality
maybe i was wrong,
for everything i thought,
nobody perfect,
i just wanted to excape life,
couldn't handle what god gave me,
giving up became my only choice,
until people showed they cared,
in more ways than i can say,
make me realize,
i still have more to fight,
giving up was no longer a choice,
there was other ways to go,
i just to blind to see at the time,
all i seen, was life that became unfair,
it didn't seem worth living anymore,
if you can only feel my pain,
you would understand why i thought,
the way i did,
stuck living life without a mother to guild you,
living with pain that became part of your life,
taking on so much responsitbility,
before i have a chance to experience life,
can't be like other kids my age,
force to take on more than i want,
having to be the bigger person,
can get tiring, but more and more,
i'm learning that things happen for a reason,
what the #ell is that reason?
i have no ideal,
life is one big puzzle,
there missing pieces that need to be found,
in order to understand the full picture.
Copyright © 2009
5-29-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Seniors
Seniors should have a calm, peaceful life,
If they learn in their youth how to get out of the strife.
They should learn how to keep the mind open for wisdom,
That at old age they would be in God's kingdom.
Everybody have an interesting life to go through,
Use that time constantly learn how to be in others shoe.
When we understand the others ways,
We'll find understanding to our own days.
Then we'll understand where problems and illness comes
We are the creator and only we can go through the humps.
There is no place for sickness when we need pity,
We have to watch our own lifestyle to be always witty.
Always choose strength, health, peace and true happiness,
Do your best to learn and understand the road to greatness.
Nobody can help you, but you yourself,
When you know this, you'll find freedom forever from a false self.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Such a Magnificent Gift
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
And although complicated,
The naturalness of life seems to be...
We simplify all that surrounds,
With adjustments to gratify...
Lives to set aside for quick cravings to feed.
No one questions what has become commonplace.
Or everyday address with priority,
The defacing that is done...
To a naturalness that sits,
As such a magnificent gift to us presented.
And yet with an impatience,
We create conflicts with attempts to destroy...
Such a magnificent gift,
Given to us that should represent joy.
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life goes through changes so fast, you think your life is great, than one of your best friends dies. Then you think you found someone you truly love, only to figure out, she doesn't love you back. You cry and cry and cry, but nothing changes. You realize, that you must accept things for what they are, and what they have made you become.Everything in life changes you in some way. Even the smallest things. If you do not accept these changes, you do not accept yourself. For through these changes brings new and greater things to you, making you wiser, as time progresses. To avoid these changes is a loss. You only live your life once. Do not waste a minute of it avoiding things. Let them come to you, and learn from them. There's always tomorrow.
quote by Adam R. Gwizdala
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Acting As If Having An Intelligence
It took me awhile,
To understand those...
Who saw life in denial.
But as I thought about them...
And being mentally conditioned myself,
To accept limitations...
With an acting as if having an intelligence,
Would actually offend others?
I completely understand now,
Why so many accept staying ignorant.
Trying to impress with a thought process offends.
You see...
This is what I've come to understand,
Life becomes less challenging...
When those 'known' to be ignorant,
Are not held accountable for their actions.
And those who are labelled 'intelligent'...
Are expected to be responsible AND accountable,
For 'everything' those who choose to see life in denial...
With the doing of the most 'stupidest' things to be excused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Soldiers Pain
My hero he hurts
In a variety of ways
He’s inflicted with suffering
On the brightest of days
A never ending battle
Quite heartbreaking to see
A special loved one falling
please send his pain to me
Pain of war, mind,
and pain of heart
He needs a miracle
And a brand new start.
Please give me his pain
Give me his sorrow
Give me his loneliness
Not temporary, nor borrowed
I yearn for it all
If he will be free
Rid all of his turmoil
Which transferred to me
I will endure all pain
Accept it is as love
My treasured gift
I pray to you above
I beg you St. Jude
Patron of hopeless causes
Release his pain to me
I’ll accept any clauses
I love him deep down
In ways I don’t understand
I need him to be free
miracle PLEASE take his hand
I would be so honored
If you’d transfer to me
His many years of pain
and see him set free.
I love you my hero
And I long to feel
You in a pain free life
boasting a sky of teal.
I
Too Boundless Is The Universe
Too boundless without a sighted barrier,
Is the universe.
And you expect me to accept,
In agreement...
Your limitations?
I do.
I accept 'your' limitations.
But understand this,
If you can.
Those limits are yours.
However...
Within them,
Do not come looking for me.
I am not seeking to please your comforts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Tasks Are Deeper Than That
It is not from a core,
Heated with an ego...
I wish adored.
My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.
It is not for adulation,
I crave to taste.
Or applause to acknowledge,
I have talents gifted...
From an unseen higher place.
My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.
It's a fact I respect my ancestors tracks.
I feel their spirits around and in me.
As if from one tree...
I am a limb with them attached.
I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.
My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.
Impatient with waste.
And with those who procrastinate.
No excuses do I make...
With those who fake life.
And seek ways to escape.
I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.
And no emotional limitations,
Will interfere with my deeds...
In a preventive escalation.
That within me,
Gets no empathy.
I'm not here to sob and weep,
To have insecurities of others...
Stop this stride in a movement I keep.
I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.
And it is not from a core,
Heated with an ego...
I wish adored.
My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.
It is a fact I respect my ancestors tracks.
I feel their spirits around and in me.
As if from one tree...
I am a limb with them attached.
And these deeds from me I promise to deliver!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let's Keep Moving On
It’s often hard for us
To let go of our old ways
Of who we really are
Of what brings you pleasures
Or in dealing hardships in life
No matter how much we struggle
We keep on coming back
Our feelings of fear for our inadequacies
Keeps us from blocking the right path
Our feelings of unworthiness
Our fears of failures
Seems like a ghost
That keeps on haunting us
In times like this
I thank our Almighty God
For giving me Someone
To lean on and be my guide
At this point in life
We must pray and ask for His light
Learn to accept and forgive ourselves
For our limitations in doing hard tasks
Time will come
And we could gain the prize
Live by the principle
God is doing for us
What we could not do for ourselves
Time takes time
We will suceed if we try
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Congenital Failure
in your life there will be rain
it is just a matter of the weather
a little sunshine
may come and with whatever warmth
take it
there is a place where the sun never comes
it is the island where you live
accept the fact
the some guys have all the luck
accept the fact
that the doors are all closed
that there is nothing for you
perhaps a door waits to be opened
but not here
for this is but a temporary party
do not weep
it could be that you are bound for something
long lasting
do you believe that somewhere there are angels?
that somewhere there is a room for you?
there is always the other side of the coin
hope, there is always a star that glows even on darkest skies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Snakes I Have Angered
Life is full of problems that we all must face
As we wander through life trying to find our place.
With time and practice we learn the ways that work
And how to find solutions that don't make us look like a jerk.
Problems are like snakes who sometimes want to share our home.
They sneak in without warning and won't leave us alone.
They can hide so quickly and move around so fast
The present often gets tangled up with the memories of the past.
A face to face meeting can be full of fright and pain
But I must take some action or find someone to blame.
To cut off a snake's tail only makes him see red.
To solve the problems I must cut off the head.
Family and friends make easy targets to hit on
When I can't face my problems or want to call it quits
But now it has become plain for me to see
The meanest snake I have angered sometimes lives in me.
poem by Wilma Dene Pinkard Skaggs
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Everything in life changes you in some way. Even the smallest things. If you do not accept these changes you do not accept yourself. For through these changes brings new and greater things to you, making you wiser, as time progresses. To avoid these changes is a loss. You only live your life once. Do not waste a minute of it avoiding things. Let them come to you, and learn from them. There is always tomorrow.
quote by Adam R. Gwizdala
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Livin' Without You
I can hear that old clock ticking, passing time up on the wall I can hear the faucet dripin in the kicthc down the hall to the one that I keep missing every night and every day
Theres things you learn to live with now thats all but Ill never get used to living without you
Now I got used to tenderness, we would hold each other tight and I got used to happiness wed make love day and night and Ill get used to mornings sitting in the evening swhen theres
Theres things you learn to live with now thats all I ever do but ill never get used to living without you
Without you, the sun sill rises without you, the rivesr run I thought by now that Id be realizing whats done is done I accept the notion that theres things we cant control like the changin of the seasons or the fact were growing old I know Im the reason that you had to go away I will keep believing that s the price we had to pay chorus oh theres things you learn to live with repeat
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Living Without You
I can hear that old clock ticking, passing time up on the wall I can hear the faucet dripin in the kicthc down the hall to the one that I keep missing every night and every day
Theres things you learn to live with now thats all but Ill never get used to living without you
Now I got used to tenderness, we would hold each other tight and I got used to happiness wed make love day and night and Ill get used to mornings sitting in the evening swhen theres
Theres things you learn to live with now thats all I ever do but ill never get used to living without you
Without you, the sun sill rises without you, the rivesr run I thought by now that Id be realizing whats done is done I accept the notion that theres things we cant control like the changin of the seasons or the fact were growing old I know Im the reason that you had to go away I will keep believing that s the price we had to pay chorus oh theres things you learn to live with repeat
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Why do people behave in the ways, they do? (A prose poem)
I cannot understand
why most people behave
in the ways they do at present?
I certainly cannot accept
their logic, reasons, excuses
for doing so, all the time!
But I know that all can
well, certainly behave better,
and still derive pleasure
in life on earth, nevertheless:
Yet, keeping God’s tenets
flawlessly, at the same time.
For,
Words, both good and bad
come out of the same heart
of man by similar efforts;
Deeds, both good and evil
need the same energy and plan
for their execution.
So,
Why can’t people speak and do
the better things in life,
in better ways,
as per their conscience,
even if they cannot
believe in God
or in a superior power
that made us all?
The result is that
one can live naturally,
by free will and yet,
serve the unknown
Lord of the mighty universe,
whether you accept
the truth or not.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 03-11-11
poem by John Celes
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Where The Birds Always Sing
The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
But the world is neither fair nor unfair
So one survives
The others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't speak a plan or any secret thing
No unseen sign or untold truth in anything...
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world where the sun always shines
And the birds always sing
Always sing...
The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
No the world is neither fair nor unfair
So some survive
And others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things
No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
And it never is
You always want so much more than this...
An endless sense of soul and an eternity of love
A sweet mother down below and a just father above
For living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world
Where the birds always sing
Another world
Where the sun always shines
Another world
Where nothing ever dies...
song performed by by Cure
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Not Now Of Your Choosing
You can't accept my life is mine
And that those with whom i spend my time
Are now not of your choosing.
You can't accept that different ways
And different ways of spending days
Are not now of your choosing.
You can't accept its not a war
Not like it was those times before
And no-one now is losing.
poem by David Keig
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