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Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?

Today thieves blatantly steal from others,
With a declaration as to what they own.
And dismiss others they choose to disrespect,
With a respect from them that is demanded to be shown.

Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?

If you don't remember times like this,
Don't concern yourself with it.
You are probably the least affected.
And your life is based upon...
A cutting to paste from a snippet quick.
With an easier claim as a creation you made exist.
To wallow away in a 15 minutes of unearned fame.
Void of originality.
But that's where the minds today,
Prefer to sit to then languish over it.
Bemoaning their boredom with the ease of life.

Only the counting of illegal funds,
For many would make this right!

Remember those days,
When it was said honesty pays.
And people tried their best,
To be respecting of others?
Well
Move over.
You are in the way.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember The 'Old' Days?

Remember the 'old' days,
When attempts were not made...
To manipulate legitimacy.
And people did deeds with merit,
To achieve their best to be correct.
With a doing of it without being tested,
By deceivers picking apart what had been done.
Just to prove they can devalue,
A quality of life for everyone.

Remember the 'old' days,
When expectations were raised high to reach?
Without a seeking them in gutters,
By those who had their druthers...
To share their findings with others.
Remember the 'old' days,
When people were not demanding...
Entitlements underserved.
Yet wanted them served in their opened hands.

Remember the 'old' days?
There are still many left who do.
With a yearning to earn what was given to them.
And respect and discipline was not forbidden then.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Number One

Honesty is often admired.
And in privacy...
Those known to be that way,
Are more than welcomed.

But an honesty admired,
That becomes publicly outspoken...
Around others unfamiliar with it,
Can stun them and have them run.

Most people rather not be shown,
Associated with it.
Most people collectively,
Choose to be accepted.

And today no one wants to feel shunned.
Knowing until an approval of honesty,
Has yet to be done.
Since currently dishonesty for many is number one.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Schooldays

If ever you think about the happiest days of your life
Cast back your mind for a while
And remember the time when you were a child.
Dont think of things that make you sad,
Just remember all the good times that you had.
Do you remember only happy days,
Full of flaming junes and summer holidays?
Or do you remember those stormy novembers
When we walked in the wind and the rain?
Schooldays were such happy days
Now they seem so far away,
I remember and Ill always treasure.
Schooldays were the happiest days of your life
But we never appreciate the good times we have
Until its too late.
I miss all the acquaintances we made
And Id go back if I could only find a way,
Schooldays were the happiest days
Though at the time they filled me with dismay.
We only remember what we choose to remember.
When I was a schoolboy I loathed regulations and rules
I hated my textbooks and my school uniform,
cos it made me conform,
And teachers were always disobeyed,
But Id go back if I could only find a way.
Schooldays were the happiest days,
Now they seem so far away.
I remember and Ill always treasure
Schooldays were the happiest days of your life
But we never appreciate the good times we have
Until its too late.
Now I wish I hadnt strayed,
And Id go back if I could only find a way.
Schooldays.

song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Days to Remember

Do you remember the days?
The days of Cinderella wanting to go the ball
The days of the seven dwarfs
The days when you believed in it

I remember those days
The days you held your mother’s hand
The days when you wished on a star
The days you believed that wish would come true

Do you remember the days?
The days of jump rope
The days of secret hand shakes
The days you believed it was just so easy

I remember those days
The days when you would hide and they would seek
The days of spending all day playing ball
The days you thought it would never get hard

We all remember those days

poem by Ambra Milton
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Easier to Be Selective

Doesn't it seem easier to be selective,
When one's life has been materialistically blissed?
Easy it comes to pass judgements on others,
As if one has a purpose to do it!

Doesn't it seem easier when one has money,
To do with as one pleases?
To make demands and have them met.
And show disrespect without regret.

Doesn't it appear easier to live life without needs,
Or wants.
To purchase and/or throw away...
And maybe choose some people to taunt!

Doesn't it seem as if those people do what they desire?
Doesn't it seem as if it was just yesterday...
Those same people today,
Have been expose to be the biggest thieves.
Deceitful evil liars.

And now the ones on their knees...
Pleading,
To be forgiven for a world in dire straits.
One in which they participated to diminish...
A quality of life that has no escapes.

With conscious deeds to destroy humanity!
And this has evidence they wish not to admit.
Even 'if' they choose to charade and dismiss...
A degrading of their masquerades.

Much too obvious today...
For anyone not to witness it, .
To deny it does not exist!
With wishes the creation of these conflicts...
Would disappear and go away.
For a return of a selected chosen bliss...
Once loved when it betrayed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inbred Ambitions

I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.

Today people want to participate,
More as a whim to socialize and network.
And when they stroll in late,
With excuses to make...
I am not one to appreciate it,
With a subtle delivery of comments.

And coming in smacking on gum!
And carrying snacks?
My discipline within I keep,
Will not allow me to tolerate that!

And 'please'...
Do not hold up other people's time,
By a display of 'theatrics' that lie.
That kind of disrespect,
Will get a direct sign I am more than upset!

I am clinical when I sever connections.

I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.

Today...
People are living to get the attention.
And wanting to get paid to display,
Both lack of talent and a depth of feeling...
For the craft!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Welcoming Of Their Own Grief

I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference.
People had respect for those,
Who used their minds and were direct.

I also remember,
When people were not so quick...
To protect obvious mistakes made.
Or wasted the time to debate,
A welcoming of their own grief.

I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference to leave.
And people did not pass judgement,
Before they listened to comprehend.

And today people have grown accustomed...
To ignore the message to then blame the messenger,
For their mistakes made to say as if offended...
They should be forgiven for not being accountable,
As they played unconsciously until it became too late.

And I remember the day when I walked away to leave,
This insanity to embrace my peace.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Are The Days

My grandma was a wise old soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound
Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees
Rivers flowin' to the sea
Yeah they're all headin' home just like you and me
Life's for livin' child, can't you see?"
These are the days we will remember
These are the times that won't come again
The highest of flames become an ember
And you gotta live 'em while you can
These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember
So take 'em by the hand, they're yours and mine
Take 'em by the hand and live your life
Take 'em by the hand don't let 'em all fly by
C'mon, C'mon now
Ooo days go by
Yeah, just like a hand out the window wavin' in the wind as the cars go by
Days go by

song performed by by Keith Urban
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Suppose to be

Do you remember
the way life used to be?

Running the streets
yes we were so free?

I remember the things we used to say
Up all night and sleep all day

just thinking about it make my life complete
The times were fun and life was sweet.

Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.

Just yesterday you say you never go away.
What I would do to just to see you today.

Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.

But I am happy to say that my life is better without so much play.....
But I don't regret my past and my youthful days..........

Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.

poem by Sita Cabrera
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Today People Aren't So Patient

Remember when a self loathing,
And feelings of defeat...
Were attention getting empathy grabbers?
And someone would approach with eyes dancing,
To convince that life was such a joy to live.
Do you remember being lifted from your woes like that?
By such genuine caring.

I hope those days are long gone for you.
I wouldn't try that 'woe-is-me' stuff today!
People are not so patient.
Today...
Any expression of feeling down and out,
Just may be enough incentive...
For someone to help you both find a quick way to end it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On My Way Home

I have been given
One moment from heaven
As I am walking
Surrounded by night
Stars high above me
Make a wish under moonlight

On my way home
I remember only good days
On my way home
I remember all the best days
On my way home
I can remember every new day

I move in silence
With each step taken
Snow falling round me
Like angels in flight
Far in the distance
Is my wish under moonlight

On my way home
I remember only good days
On my way home
I remember all the best days
On my way home
I can remember every new day

song performed by by Enya from The Memory Of Trees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All The Same

Remember when I carried that heavy load,
Remember when I fought that long battle,
Remember when the rocks fell on me,
Remember the dying moments my love,
Remember the tragedy that faced me,
Remember you never moved my love,
In the demise of your man you stood still,
Watching me sink and not giving a hand,
Remember the care and concern my love,
Remember when you were sick on bed,
When I ran to you to see you recover,
Remember when I was sick on bed my love,
When you enjoyed and slept to the fullest,
Remember when I missed you my love,
When I came all along to be with you,
Remember when you missed me my love,
When you stayed and never bothered to step,
Remember the days when nights were cold,
When I made a choice to be with you,
Remember when the day was so perfect,
When you made the choice to stay in bed,
Remember the trees that were long standing,
When you thought of cutting them for no reason
Remember the war that approached us,
When we chose to be cowards than warriors,
Remember the water that flowed,
When our hearts did flood within,
Remember the moments I shouted,
When you pretended you were not hearing,
Remember the effort I put my love,
When you never did the same,
All the same my love, I love you

poem by Gaylord Munemo
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I remember our days

I remember our days on the haybails
singing to the tunes on the ipod
I remember the parties we went to
we could drink until we dropped
I remember us going through school
lazing about knowing our exams would flop
I remember the summer of 2009
we laughed and smile so much we thought we'd never stop
I remember leaving it all behind
and onto the next train in life we hopped
I remember saying we'll stay friends
and look where we are, that never stopped
I remember falling out during the winter of 09
it was all my fault and i felt like a stupid sop
I remember us all falling in love with someone we'd met
having found someone that made us feel ontop
I remember us all losing that special someone
feeling low, needing to drink and never stop
I remember the days we'd go without speaking
feeling awkward and put on the spot
I remember all the times we'd said we'd stick it through
Cause thats what we're here for, me and you
So lets dry our tears and get it together
cause tonight we party, as if it were forever

poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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Honesty pays, but it doesn't seem to pay enough to suit some people.

quote by F.M. Hubbard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Memories of Then

I remember moments far back in the deepness of my mind
Of past times, of you and me and a life that has been
I remember thoughts I use to have all throughout the night
When my world was about you, one that I have always knew
I remember knowing how you were the part that made me whole
The wings on my back now unusable, that let me flew
I remember then, why I no longer wanted the world's gold
Because I had you, making me feel like I'm important
I remember the days passing so quickly, now lost forever
That defined my youth, and the man that was forming
I remember those words always said and never stuttered
About the love we shared, the duality intertwining
I remember the clouds, the weather that was above us
The cold days in warmth, on a big bed we were lying
I remember the end, the memories now covered with dust
But everything I know about you is still perfectly fine
I still remember your face, and all that we've said and seen
How it came to be, and how it came to pass is all in my mind

poem by Piscine Kipling
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I Remember The Sun

Hot as golden sand in fields
We whiled away the hours
Im thinking of the days we had
Enormous super powers
Yes Im sleeping, my minds on the blink
I thought a page, like its written in ink
When I remember distant days
I remember many things, but
Most of all, I remember the sun
Squinting at the sun through eyes
Screwed up by a fireball
Tarmac on the road is soft
Chaff burns in a smokewall
Yes, I weeping, a teardrop attack
I give emotion at the drop of a hat
When I remember days at school
I remember many things, but
Most of all, I remember the sun
Sun that worked on overtime
Fuelled our bodies, kindled fire in our minds
Burning scars soon disappear
Like heat that hangs like water on the road
But most of all, I remember the sun.

song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Remember me! ! !

Remember me every year when the summer comes again
When the sun shines above golden and bright
Like your heart
I know how you feel
Remember me!

Did you remember those summer days?
You will Smile and your eyes that i adore
Those green eyes will glow more bright then the sun above
And the angels will fly above while you smile
Those green eyes like those green days
How i loved those eyes take care of those eyes and
Remember me!

Remember me every year when the winter days come again
And when its a lovely raining day
While the drops of rain runs trough your hair
To slip and make love on your soft skin
Remember me!

Remember me every time that you meet
Those poor kids on the corner of the streets
Or an old man and alone people on the road
I know what you will feel
Those eyes will tear
Remember me!

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Sonny

I'm sorry
I heard about the bad news today
A crowd of people around you
Telling you it's okay
And everything happens for a reason

When you lose a part of your self
To somebody you know
It takes a lot to let go
Every breath that you remember
Pictures fade away but memory is forever

An empty chair at all the tables
And I'll be seeing you when all my days boil down
But it's better where you're going anyway

I'm sorry
I heard about the bad news today
It's really hard to get through
Tough times and long days
But it really just depends on the season

For now we'll say goodbye
We know it's not the last time
I've lost the best part of my day
But it's better where you're going anyway

This is the last thing
I will remember
It's better where you're going anyway

song performed by by New Found Glory from Sticks And Stones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If Tomorrow Doesn’t Come, Please Remember

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget all the fights
But please remember my face.

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the name calling
But please remember the smiles.

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the down times
But please remember our laughter together.

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the lonely nights crying
But please remember the many hugs after those nights.

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the yelling
But please remember the good talks after.

If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please remember how much I care about you
Even though I don’t show it.

Please remember how much of an impact you have on my life.
Even though I don’t help you to acknowledge it.

Please remember how much I love you
Even though we fight more than we talk to each other.

Please remember that you are apart of what I am today
Even though I don’t ever say anything.

Please remember that I always care about you
Even though I am always in your business or your life too much than usual.

Please remember to smile if tomorrow doesn’t come
Please remember that I tried to make something out of your life and mine too.

Please remember my laughter
Please remember that I think of you everyday
Even though I don’t make contact with you.

So if tomorrow never comes
Please remember the good times more than the bad
Please remember to make the best of life and never be too sad.

poem by Kimberly Santistevan
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Remember Tomorrow

When that's all we have
Yesterday grows
And today becomes the past

Remember the sorrow
Everyone has over things
They wish they made last...

Oh, remember
I will remember

Remember the time
When life lived over slow
Tomorrow seems so far away
Today was all we know

Remember when we wanted to
Grow up way so fast
now yesterday's full
Of all thats lost away now casts

Do you friend remember
Now that tomorrow's gone
And all that's left of today
Is yesterday's timeless song

poem by Jahrae Lii
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