Belabored Intentions
Belabored intentions to convince another,
What should be understood or felt...
Often begins its origins that start,
In one's heart.
If what is done is real...
The appeal is there to attach to feelings.
And words and use of graphics,
Need not be accompanied...
By a host of support materials.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Sunday to Remember
This particular day was like every other,
A suit and tie, ready for my spiritual meal
But little did I know, what lay in store from this brother
I take my seat and listen to the talk-the normal deal
As it progresses this information is at its worst amazing
I'm understanding, looking up scriptures and enjoying it
The brother on the stage is enthusiastic and pleasing
The fact that all cannot hear it is my only regret
But then the brother begins to relate an experience
I begin to detect a change in his voice as he continues
The brother gets choked up by the sentiments,
And at the end of the discourse he grabs some tissues
Do you understand what that did to me?
I didn't cry when my grand mother died
But my eyes began to get teary
I felt the hard outer layer of my heart melt away inside
I felt, understood, envied, and appreciated why he got that way
Even as I recount this the tears start to flow again
This brother was happy, is truly happy each day,
Happiness and joy from his service that tears he began shedding
Just the fact in front of us all he showed a piece of his heart,
In that he let the joy and appreciation he felt in his heart spill over in tears
That gave me a feeling that there can be light from the dark
Also it made me think about all those wasted years
Maybe envious is the wrong because I desire his level of joy for us both
I guess jealous is more appropriate
We both took the same oath
I'm not happy like him, the reasons? I'd rather not say it
His tearing up on the stage reminded me of how I once felt,
And how I yearn to feel
This bad hand I got, I shuffled and dealt
My feelings of needed change are to real
To this brother I give thanks
The faithful slave I give thanks
But to my God I sincerely apologize
poem by Martin McCollugh
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Warp My Words Around You
Is it fair to write a song to a woman
Is it fair to play to try to win her heart
Is it right to bring her sonnets in the morning-time
To express the first few longings when they start
To express the first few longings when they start
Is it right to let her feelings rise to catch you
Is it ok when her heart begins to fall
Would you blame me if I wrap my words around you girl
Would I wrong you to say anything at all
Would I wrong you to say anything at all
But if I wrap my words around you
Wrap my words around you
If I wrap my words around you
Would you stay, would you stay, would you
Wrap my words around you
Wrap my words around you
If I wrap my words around you
Would you stay, would it play with your heart
Am I a hunter if I send poems to please you
Am I a cad if I mean everything I say
Should I even let you know this songs about you girl
Just because I want to see you smile today
And my words may bind you to me much too tightly
And you may choke upon them if we fall apart
Its not fair to write a song to a woman, no
Because a woman takes a song into her heart
Because a woman takes a song into her heart
So let me wrap my words around you
Wrap my words around you
Wrap my words around you
Till you stay, till you stay, let me
Wrap my words around you
Wrap my words around you
Darling, wrap my words around you
Till you stay, would it play with your heart
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield
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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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Like No Other One
You've got me,
And I feel it's for real.
'Cause you've got,
IT...
That sex appeal.
You've got me,
And I know it's the real deal.
'Cause you've got,
IT...
That sex appeal.
And like no other one,
You've got that sex appeal.
And like no other one,
It is so real it heals.
And like no other one,
I know it's a steal!
And I've got it here,
And that for me is for real.
And like no other one,
You've got that sex appeal.
And like no other one,
It is so real it heals.
And like no other one,
I know it's a steal!
And I've got it here,
And that for me is for real.
You've got me,
And I feel it's for real.
'Cause you've got,
IT...
That sex appeal.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
And like no other one,
It's so real it heals!
You've got me,
With your sex appeal.
And it's the real deal for me,
'Cause that's the way I feel.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
And like no other one,
It's so real it heals!
And like no other one,
It is there and real and I feel it is a steal.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
And like no other one,
You've got sex appeal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Finding words
Finding words
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My heart was talking awkward
Perhaps I did not say
That I had thought to have said
Words so often I claim to understand
Often leave me at a loss
That I could not find the right words to say
Leave me replaying our conversation
I sear I said you were beautiful
And maybe how I wanted to be with you
Could I have said that with any clarity
That you understood fully my heart
Would I now be questioning my words
I am unable to say except in truth
Those are the words I wish to say
My feelings towards you
Though my heart rambles awkward
Saying plenty without saying much
Perhaps I never actually say
That I have thought to say
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Dead And Gone
In years from now when I am dead and gone
Will people read the words that I had wrote
If they do will they agree with what they read
And if so truly, understand the feelings I had spoke.
Will they feel the pain and suffering that I felt
In the many days of my own life
Maybe they will etch my feelings inside their soul
And If so, I wonder for me if they will cry.
I wonder if anyone will go into a deep thought
After reading the words that I had spoke
And then will they think and understand that feeling too
While inside their soul or heart a memory I will had awoke.
Maybe they will be with me in those lonesome nights
When my soul and I felt so very alone
When I couldn't sleep so I had to write
While my soul stayed stationary, but my mind it did roam.
And will they feel the pain that I did feel
With every line that I suffered as I did write
Will they shed a tear that my lover never shed for me
While she was always in my heart and in my sight.
And when they finish my book and close it shut
Will they reflect my feelings as they walk away
Will they say they know the pain that I have felt
As they too had felt it in their very own days.
Will they cry the tears that was never cried for me
As they go searching for my last resting place
To give the sympathy they might say I deserve
While trying to visualize my soul through my face.
If they look and find and then walk unto my grave
I wander for me if i will receive long forgotten grieving
Telling me how sad and the pity they hold for me
After reading my words, maybe they will start believing.
And maybe they will walk to the graves of the others
The ones who did me wrong and who sealed my fate
Who made me the poet whom I had to become
Will they tell them their souls, and living they do hate.
So as I finish writing with these last few thoughts
I hope forever my words and feelings will continue on
As I know I am not alone and my pain is not fastened to me
But really who will know, until I am dead and gone.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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My Cavalier And My Friends
Long nights I was right there
Waited for you to come
The tears flowed up of my heart
The days became so long
The time has stopped there
Since the day you've gone
Years still are humbling by
Your words still like a knife are hurting my heart
Yet all still there in my heart
I gather them in my hands
I count them every day
I kiss them one by one
Once I forget that you've gone
My heart begins to fly
Flies again up there with the birds begins to sing love songs
Yea this is the where I always wanted to be
I become once again the most beautiful goddess of love
How amazing is the view of the life when I watch it from the sky
But I'm not there any more at once I return back to ground
Ah you were my honest cavalier and your words always expected to be real than real
Never thought that they could be unreal
Since you've gone my love
Across the nights I'm always alone
Untill me and the night became friends
He saw my aches and felt my heart pain
The night and his friends are my dearest friends
Every time I cry they come out of my dark clouds
We all begin to play games
The night and the moon and the stars with the sky
We all are good friends
Once I begin to cry they begin mocking to make me smile
Ah my love now I have lot of friends to take care of your pain.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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With Each Beat Of My Heart
Honey, sweet
Ive got something to say to you in privacy
Something Id like for you to hear
And only your ears alone
Secretly
Ive been admiring you intensely
So much so Id like to settle down with you
And make a home
You are my first breath
My first smile
And my morning cup of tea
Yours is the love
That I pray for
Before I go to sleep
From the time I saw your face
I knew no other could erase
My loving you with each beat of my heart
Until the day I heard your speak
I didnt know that sound was sweet
Me hearing you with each beat of my heart
Theres a time when playing ends
And the serious begins
Like the love that I felt from the start
With each beat of my heart
Honey, sweet
I soared into a heavens galaxy
So hypnotized was i
From seeing all the magic in your eyes
So I bring
To you whats been a lifetime fantasy
O f being with the only one who can
Create my paradise
You are my first breath
My first smile
And my morning cup of tea
Yours is the love
That I pray for
Before I go to sleep
From the time I saw your face
I knew no other could erase
My loving you with each beat of my heart
Until the day I heard your speak
I didnt know that sound was sweet
Me hearing you with each beat of my heart
Theres a time when playing ends
And the serious begins
Like the love that I felt from the start
With each beat of my heart
Theres a time when playing ends
And the serious begins
Like the love that I felt from the start
With each beat of my heart
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Lost
Now I understood what it meant
to get lost in someone else's eyes.
To get lost is when you look at me
and suddenly the world grows dim,
there's only you... in perfect view.
I felt like a standing corpse
all form of life gone -
for in those eyes, so dark
I lost myself in you.
No word, no phrase could redefine
the momentum of what I felt.
No prose, no poem could best describe
the words left unsaid.
My heart wanted belligerence,
but my thoughts turned to air.
My heart turned numb, my lips lame,
I was lost beneath your stares.
Your steady gaze drew me to you...
they drown me into you
till I hardly breathe,
my heart has leaped
heights I never knew.
In your eyes, the world fell
and my heart began to sink.
I understood my whole existence
could be shattered in a blink.
I understood that single word I never want to be.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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I Can't Hide My Heart
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Ronnie Rogers/Greg Fowler)
When we're in a crowd, I'm sure you've noticed how
I love to look at you (you, you, you)
No, I can't deny, I get hypnotized
When I look at you (look at you, look at you)
Oh, it's the kind of thing, that I can't explain
No matter how I try
It's no mystery, the whole world can see
How I feel inside (feel inside)
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
When we're all alone, oh it's just as strong
When I look at you
Maybe even more, behind these doors
As I'm loving you (loving you)
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
Baby you never will be lonely, as long as I'm alive
You'll always be my one and only, for the rest of my life
Ooooh, ooooh
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
I can't hide my heart (and I can't hide my heart)
It's been that way right from the start
I can't hide my heart
I can't hide my heart
song performed by by Alabama
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To Heal From A Slow Mending To Grow
If something once strongly felt,
Is no longer there...
Existing to feel naturally,
Even the presence of a hypnotist...
Masquerading as a magician,
Will not be able to restore those natural feelings.
Not to be felt when back at a time remembered,
Those feelings from one's heart were freely given.
When those feelings felt begin to leave,
They do not return to make a reappearance.
Anyone who has experienced this emotionally...
To heal from a slow mending to grow,
Up...
To forgive and forget,
Knows....
Once something is felt to leave, it goes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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October 1st / 09 - 9: 03 Pm
October 1st / 09 - 9: 03 PM
just another ordinary day,
until the phone rang.
you said you needed to talk,
said that it couldn’t wait.
something’s been on your mind
and you feel now is the time
you tell me you love me
that this won’t be easy.
then you lay me down sweetly
with words spoken so freely
...it’s just a way of life,
you are only human..
...I understand your reasons,
I just can’t believe them..
my emotions start to rise,
as you tell me the news.
there’s no reason to fight.
when I know I’ll lose.
my heart begins to bleed
I tell myself this is all a bad dream
the words you speak,
you don’t really mean.
...it’s just a way of life,
you are only human..
...I understand your leaving,
I just can’t believe it..
--
if you could only see,
I mean ever word I say..
you’re the love of my life,
please don’t walk away..
you’re the beating in my heart,
the pain I feel to let me know this love is real..
please reconsider,
don’t let my heart wither..
...it’s just another feeling,
please keep on believing...
...this love that we feel,
is more than just real..
if you’re falling apart,
you need to follow your heart.
take a deep breath,
we can make a new start.
don’t give up on us,
we can make it all better,
just give me a chance to show you,
this love is worth its stormy weather.
...it’s just another feeling,
please keep on believing...
...this pain won’t last forever,
just take my hand we'll make it together...
poem by Joshua Wickstrom
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Ugly He Was Born
ugly he was born
even her mother had second thoughts loving him
his father disliked him
junked him from his
masculine affairs,
but he learned a lot
from being unloved
he keeps on knowing
what love is by loving
more those unloved
around him,
he sketched the faces
of those who were always set aside
or left out
those whose faces
do not matter
he learned all these
sufferings in his heart
kept the feelings
inside him like a big
book to read
when he is lost
in pain,
he did not stop loving
and those unloved
felt him, so real
he is real,
he is real
they call him real
somehow, he felt the
comfort of his real self
ugly, yet by now
so confident
to be himself
and not be somebody else
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tootin' Or a Hootin
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And pretend with everyone,
You know He's there!
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And treat other folks like you don't care!
They call themselves names of faith.
Especially after church service,
Chirping and tasting sold homemade
Baked cakes.
They leave this place
With gossip on their tongues...
Trying to convince themselves,
And anyone else...
With a few scriptures known,
They are the 'chosen ones'
God has condoned!
But...
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And pretend with others,
You know He's there!
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And treat other folks like you don't care!
Communities everywhere are falling apart.
People looking for police...
And others to help them stop
Their nonsense blindly rise
As they watch with eyes as this increases to the sky!
No one gives a 'tootin hoot or holla' about their lives!
All they want are hand outs!
And someone to point out to criticize!
But...
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And pretend with everyone,
You know God's there!
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And treat other folks like you don't care!
These people ain't 'real...
To claim God in their hearts!
It ain't a thing they feel.
If they did...
Everything done,
Would have more appeal!
These folks ain't real...
To feel God in their hearts!
IF they did with truth faith...
They wouldn't be a 'tootin or a hootin 'bout
A crumbling world...
That's falling all a part!
These folks ain't real...
With a feeling of God in their hearts!
That's why no satisfaction ever comes,
And the weeping for them starts!
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And pretend with everyone,
You know He's there!
You got to get up and get 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
Then treat other people like you don't care!
These people claim without no shame...
They know He's everywhere!
They call themselves names of faith.
Especially after church service,
Chirping and tasting sold homemade
Baked cakes.
They leave this place
With gossip on their tongues...
Trying to convince themselves,
And anyone else...
With a few scriptures known,
They are the 'chosen ones'
God has condoned!
You gotta be 'real'
To know God in your heart!
You can't steal Him through prayer...
And assume He's always there for you,
While you do what you dare!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Visitor
It may start as another day, when love pays you a call...
To point out someone on your way to whom to give your all!
Your heart is taken like a bird that flies upon the wing,
When suddenly romance is stirred and love means everything!
The moment that your eyes have met, you stand with feelings mixed.
Then all at once the mood is set with both your hearts transfixed!
You breathe again! You live again! You think of words to share...
You stumble blindly now and then, for love's a mad affair!
Yet seconds later, through love's spell, the magic moments start...
Until the time you say farewell, then leave your new sweetheart!
Alone, your mind begins to think, 'Is this the one I'll wed?
Is this true love, the missing link, the joy that lies ahead? '
You think of diamond rings and such... to symbolise your sighs.
When ecstacy's the merest touch and kisses paradise!
It may start as another day, yet miracles are real
And blessed are those that pause to pray, God's wisdom to reveal.
While love is like a visitor, God's love is always near...
And prayer is our inquisitor for those that we love dear.
You'll find God's wisdom quite enough... Love opens wide the door!
So reach out to the Lord of Love, the King of Love and more!
poem by Denis Martindale
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US was always Real
Baby It's Real
The feelings and tears are real
The tingly feelings in my stomach when i hear your name
The moment when were alone and all we know it's just you and me
Baby It's Real
Long lasting phone calls
The laughs, Holding hands
Seconds, minutes, hours seem to feel like forever when i'm with you
Baby It's Real
NO doubts
NO jealousy
ALL TRUST
Baby It's Real
.....and when i saw you in the altar looking at HER,
knowing I walk away hearing those two words
Giving you one last look
All i know that
Baby US was always real
poem by Tatiana Carrillo
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When I start writing songs and it turns into an overly belabored intellectual process, I just throw it out.
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Coltrane
Wakin' up at nine
Looks at his paper
Can't deal with what he sees
All the troubled lives
The talk of the ages
He's crawling back to bed
Don't take a walk outside
Don't make any new friends
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
Callin' all his friends
He's known 'em for ages
Can't deal with what they say
Connective alibis
Cold and contagious
He's crawling back to bed
So cut off the phone lines
Stock up on water
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
song performed by by Gomez
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Those Glory Days
Those glory days...
Come to be lived and meant for seekers of adventure.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Will not be felt that way for those who are in pain.
The ones complaining everyday and that remains the same.
Those glory days...
Come to be lived and meant for seekers of adventure.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Are for those who reach and seek an energy.
The ones who stand up straight to get up off of their knees.
The ones not looking for someone to convince and please.
The ones who choose to live their lives happily in ease.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Will not be felt that way for those who are in pain.
The ones complaining everyday and that remains the same.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Will not be felt that way for those who are in pain.
The ones complaining everyday and that remains the same.
Those glory days...
Are for those who reach and seek an energy.
The ones who stand up straight to get up off of their knees.
The ones not looking for someone to convince and please.
The ones who choose to live their lives happily in ease.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Will not be felt that way for those who are in pain.
The ones complaining everyday and that remains the same.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
Those glory days...
Do not support the liniment impotent people.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A True Friend
A true friend,
Needs not to express a depth felt.
Nor does a true friend,
Try to hide their intentions.
Or seek to convince others,
Of their personal feelings meant.
Or would consider with others,
A lamenting of what a 'true' friend...
Has done to them with a gaining of an empathy.
A true friend will be there,
Sharing regardless of the circumstances...
That comes between them to prevent misunderstanding.
A true friend does not question,
An honesty that has been presented from the beginning.
A true friend says it like it is...
Without threating a friendship that diminishes and ends.
With a moving away from any consideration of a forgiving,
To forget what should not have made one upset.
When an investment proves not to be beneficial,
Why continue making deposits to get familiar results?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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