Busy Cleaning Up Their Acts
Hasn't the time arrived,
For those accomplished in conniving tasks...
Of planting booby traps,
To catch people off guard...
A throwback to a childish past?
And what purpose is served,
When grown folks laugh?
Hasn't the time arrived,
For the ones who 'should' be mature...
To set aside their hiding behind masks,
With a demonstrating to those younger...
That a life lived of being a fool,
Does not forever last?
With a pursuing of facts.
Few can afford wasting time procrastinating.
Or accepting in their minds they can afford hesitating.
Since that time has arrived to get down to business,
Period!
Even though a seriousness to leave fantasies,
Isn't easy for those entrapped within delusioned beliefs.
No roads ahead are paved with treated sweets.
Or streets left to litter for someone else to clean.
Since that time has arrived to get down to business,
Period!
With everyone expected to roll up their sleeves,
Prepared to get busy cleaning up their acts.
Few sad faces will be given attention to attract.
The days ahead are not about the giving of that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time Has Arrived To Fight Back Terror
Time has arrived to repay
fierce, timid terror its due
and time has arrived not
to sit in silence and suffer.
TIme has arrived those demons
who dance around like flames
of fire and who hide from
their caverns to be cleared
from the earth.
And it is time, time to uproot
fierce, timid terror and it is
time to fight back for
the innocent lives.
Time has arrived not
to sit in silence and suffer
and time has come to
repay their dues.
November 29,2008
poem by Gayatri Nambiar
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So much is hidden In the womb of time
Time is a moving wheel
Never stops never tires
So much is hidden
In the womb of time
Everybody
Waits, for it to arrive
The world wants to see
What’s hidden inside?
Worries and smiles
Are the same in all times
Faces keep changing
With passing of time
There was a time
When I had arrived
I don’t know the time
When I’ll leave
Change in fortune
Keeps changing
From time to time
Time is slow for some
Fast for others
Some cheer, some cry
Reason to live for many
To die for few
Time is time
For all and one
Everybody understands this
Only with time
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Left Munich at 8:35 P. M, on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible.
Bram Stoker in Dracula (1897)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Now Amongst Us
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
What was relied upon to defend...
Is ending a falsity 'asumed' as legitimate!
With aliens crossing borders,
And landing in backyards...
People aren't prepared for these events,
Descending and coming down upon them hard!
Too many folks are seeing UFO's...
As common as lies to them are told!
And how we all arrived on this planet...
Is about to change historic episodes,
And many will be lost to comprehend...
Left crazed in a daze to understand it!
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
Many will be traumatized...
To learn we are powerless,
Against those of advanced minds...
Now amongst us that have arrived to visit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was There
In this world when you first arrived
I was there at your mothers side,
Holding her hand, I was filled with pride,
I was there when you first arrived.
It was I alone who rubbed your hair
It was I who counted your fingers and toes,
And I was I who proudly held you first
And it was I alone who rubbed your nose.
When you first arrived in this world
It was I, who was thinking is it a boy or a girl
But then to myself, I really didn't care,
As long as you arrived, to answer my prayer.
I was there with you every step of the way
I watched your birth, and your coming of age
And what I say now, I say with both a vigor and pride,
That I was there, when you first arrived.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Infinitely, Before You Arrived
You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...To take,
And try to make your mission my condition.
To leave me in suspicion wishing,
For your absence I was missing...
Before you arrived.
You can not borrow my time to take...
And try to make your mission,
My condition.
Before you arrived.
You can not borrow from my time,
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely...To take,
And try to make your mission my condition.
To leave me in suspicion wishing,
For your absence I was missing...
Before you arrived.
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Before you arrived.
Infinitely.
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infini tely...
To lie and scheme by my side.
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
Infinitely.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good God, I'm Soaking Wet!
The day arrived and I felt glad,
I was to be baptised...
To follow through on all I had,
Transformed by Jesus Christ!
With Bible verses in my mind
And also in my heart,
I left the house my fate to find,
'My God, how great Thou art...'
As the Baptist Church was waiting,
I travelled on my way,
With no trace of hesitating
Or reason to delay...
When I arrived, I was on time
As I walked down the aisle,
The flowers simply looked sublime
And people made me smile...
And once prepared, I waded in,
And stood there soaking wet,
To end one life... new life begin...
Immersed from toe to head!
When raised up to the air again,
New oxygen to breathe,
I stood tall with all my brethren...
My word, what a relief!
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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My brother arrived some months after my father left. Um, and he ah, was thus eight years younger than me and it was um, you know, it was such a time that my mother probably had people wondering was it his.
quote by Thomas Keneally
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I was pretty much prepared because I was already playing in extremely good ways when I arrived from Europe because I played jazz four or five years before I arrived here.
quote by Miroslav Vitous
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Tribal Convictions
Dance for masters...primitive
Full of colors...offensive
I've just arrived
Like a flash in the dark
My life has been
Lit up like a spark
They turn around the big fire
They sing a song to get higher
I've just got here
To find underbrains
I'll watch their voodoo
That starts the rain
Are there any forces
Are there two faces
Are there some chances
We've never seen...that before
It's what we've been...waiting for
It just arrived
To save our lives
The flying lord
The god of all time
Have no idea....what it thinks
But have no fear...we trust it
It is the leader
Of our sacred wars
Came from the sky
It rules so far
Are there any forces
Are there two faces
Are there some chances
They're searching for something
Something to believe in...
Their convictions
Blood effusion
Is it a crime
Their convictions
Self-destruction
At the right time
Their convictions
Exploitation
Under the sigh
It's gonna be more
It's gonna be war
It's gonna be...
Who's the god
Who's the dog
Who's the dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
song performed by by Voivod
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He Gave Them What They Wanted
People came and waited for him,
To validate his success.
But his success had already been validated,
Before the people arrived...
With premeditated thoughts of him,
As not living up to their high expectations.
And he gave them what they wanted.
Time to waste.
Waiting for him to show them appreciation.
And he continued to ignore them,
By going about his business as usual.
Not seeking or requesting their approval.
To leave them miffed and confused.
And not one bit amused.
'You folks can save a lot of time, ' He said.
'By doing yourself a favor and some research.
The only thing sought here,
Is what I've had for years! '
And with a snapping of his fingers,
In a rhythmic beat...
He began to rap and move his feet!
'I've got...
P with an 'e'
A with a 'c'
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
And that is...
P with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
And it's right here with me all the time!
Say 'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D! '
Reluctantly,
They all began this infectious chant:
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D! '
And as he quietly left them in a trance inducing boogey,
The people 'got-down-and-funky'
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D!
'P' with an 'e'
Can you feel me?
A with a 'c'
Okay?
E-O-F
M-I-N-D! '
Some even improvised their 'jive',
In this eclectic electric 'slide'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Gift One Gets
The ones who assumes,
What others initiate to do...
Had them specifically in mind.
Especially when their time to live,
Had not yet arrived.
Thrives on a me-me-I-I-aspects of life.
A gift one gets to enjoy it,
Is given to express...
What for them they do is best.
And rarely has nothing to do,
With those who chance upon it to view.
The ones who assume,
What others initiated to do...
Had them specifically in mind.
Especially when their time to live,
Had not yet arrived.
And those who wish to take credit,
For one's gift...
Only motivate its existence.
But should not perceive themselves,
The inspiration one finds to create from one's mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Time Hasn't Come Yet Baby
(words & music by hirschhorn - kascho)
Your time hasn't come yet baby
You got a lot of dreams to go
Your time hasn't come yet baby
But when it does your heart will know
You're gonna be a beautiful woman
Because you're such a beautiful child
And when you start to bloom
Just like a rose in june
I bet the schoolboys all go wild, but right now
Your time hasn't come yet baby
You got a few dreams to go
Your time hasn't come yet baby
When it does your heart will know
Your life's still a lollipop heaven
Your teddy bear's at the foot of your bed
The little boy next door who only makes you sore
Is gonna some day turn your head but right now
Your time hasn't come yet baby
You got a few dreams to go
Your time hasn't come yet baby
When it does your heart will know
You're gonna grow over night into a lady
With a devastatingly smile ???
And then a lucky guy will see you
And wanna walk you down the aisle, but meanwhile
Your time hasn't come yet baby
You got a few dreams to go
Your time hasn't come yet baby
When it does your heart will know
When it does your heart will know
When it does your heart will know
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hoping Of Happy New Year
Hoping of happy New Year
The year has passed
The New Year has arrived
All the pains sadness and angriness has become past
All the happiness, sweetness and love has arrived
All the sickness, Madness and childness has gone
All the matureness, intelligence and hopes has arrived
My all the things are now my past
My all concentration is just focusing on future
New Year has arrived with hope
A hope of goodness in everything
A hope that my country will be in peace
A hope that all problems may come with a simple solution
May my all the relations become more sweet and loveable?
May my all pathetic memories be just past
May my life be quite simple
May my life be full of joy
Past year is a past don’t matter what was it
But the future is unknown and unseen
Don’t know that what will happen
Just hope that everything will be good and ok
So I hope that every hope will not just hope
Hope we can say next year with hope that Happy New Year
poem by Fatima Obaid
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Midnight Has Gone
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And...
Shines on minds the Sun.
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And...
Shines on minds the Sun.
Midnight has gone,
In awakening days.
To move away those obstacles fading
Midnight has gone,
In awakening days.
To chase away the darkness...
And,
A pain once felt that has moved on.
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And..
Shines only brightness from the Sun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Busy Man
The busy man subjects himself to many labours,
There the labour ends for the beginning of more.
I myself want to return to the wondrous ways,
And sharply say my luck has revived.
Then the turning point of my career has arrived
Forcing me downwards into more enchantment
So that labouring was something of the very past.
Business of the day regulated by me,
I gather the fruits and crops at harvest time,
And scatter my worthy pennies and pounds
At those whose luck is atrocious.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Go Ahead My Friend, Leave Me
go ahead, my friend, leave me
for i am tired and weary
let me take some breaths of air
so i may fill my lungs
let me take some glasses of water
so i may quench my thirst
go ahead, my friend, take leave
let me stay for a while
and think about what i have lost along the way
of this long journey
something in me is broken
something so vital fell along the roads
of my past
i am taking my time to think
so i may come back and gather the pieces
i am dusting my feet
i am combing my hair
i am stretching my arms
i am looking at the mirror
i am looking for that door where you have never
entered before
go ahead, my friend, give me time to be alone
so i may become whole again
so i shall not have lived my life in vain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Great Depression
Stars silently shine in midnight skies
Dab away tears from my eyes
Illustrate to the world there's nothing to hide
Once the clouds were grey
Once the tenderness rained away
Now wanting to gaze in blue
A colour so honest and true
We all arrived in time
In life we do what we must do
Let sunlight inspire all who bare
Great depression
I will learn from my wrongs
I won't eternally be alone
Offer my hand and beam to those who stand before me
We all arrived in time
in life we do what we must do
Let sunlight inspire all who bare
Great depression
poem by Alana Joy Bailey
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In The Chamber
The end is almost here
I am shaking with fear
Trapped inside this hell
I am lost, I'm afraid, it's the truth
The priest has now arrived
And I will not deny
The story of my life
I've betrayed, I confess, it's a shame
Take my life and end my miserable pain
Was it all in vain?
Give me strength to end my time in grace
Can you set me free?
Walking wrapped in chains
Through the chaos of blame
It's pounding in my veins
I'm lost, I'm afraid, it's the truth
Time has arrived
In the chamber I am
There is no return
I've betrayed, I confess, it's a shame
song performed by by Zonata
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Trying to Please
By the time you decide
Your life needs more attention...
You might find you are still too busy,
Not listening!
Yet wondering whose life
You've been living and giving,
All your time to!
And IF it is realized...
Neither one of you have spent any time at all,
Understanding with comprehension.
Who it is you are trying to please!
And what it is you've learned,
About wasting time on others who can't see...
The misery and depth of the grief you receive!
You're trying to please!
And that is as visible as a boarded window...
To those who could care less,
What it was you were doing for them.
Even if they knew!
Some folks 'ain't' that connected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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