Charmed Into It
If there is 'anything' I've learned,
As I continue to live my life...
With widened eyes and healed knees.
And...
With ears alerted like a bat radared for life.
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
Nor will I be charmed into it!
Michael Jackson took a few steps backward,
And called that 'moonwalking'.
When I did it,
I called it regret!
I discovered a repetition of that,
Cause me much sorrow!
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Do Not Wait For Others to Live Up to Expectations
I've learned a few things...
With time and age.
And what experience brings.
One major lesson,
That took a long time for me to accept!
Do not wait for others to live up to expectations.
Yours or theirs,
Suspected or professed.
Time will move on and leave you in regret.
That has been the best lesson yet,
I have learned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was The One
(words & music by schroeder - demetruis - blair - peppers)
I was the one who taught her to kiss
The way that she kisses you now.
And you know the way she touches your cheek,
Well, I taught her how.
I was the one who taught her to cry
When she wants you under her spell.
The sight of her tears drives you out of your mind,
I taught her so well.
And then one day
I had my love as perfect as could be.
She lived, she loved, she laughed, she cried,
And it was all for me.
Ill never know who taught her to lie.
Now that its over and done,
Who learned the lesson when she broke my heart?
I was the one.
And then one day
I had my love as perfect as could be.
She lived, she loved, she laughed, she cried,
And it was all for me.
Ill never know who taught her to lie.
Now that its over and done,
Who learned the lesson when she broke my heart?
I was the one.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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This Is the Kind of Life
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
We are born to believe,
What is fed to us.
This 'feeding' is received...
And what is perceived,
We with others retrieve with like minds!
Preferring to find those of the same kind,
With like 'experiences' shared without fear!
And fear keeps us all indoctrinated to accept doubt!
Isn't that what marketing peace is about?
With the realization it will never be found...
As we rely on the production of conflict and confusion,
To always be identified!
Knowing that as well as we do.
And hoping this in our lives stays around!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
And is kept alive to thrive...
In comfort zones,
Until the day we die!
Leaving those who defy these 'truths'...
Spilling their guts out in confession booths.
Or squeezing themselves to sit in pews...
As they listen to hypocrites from pulpits preach,
To leech on minds already screwed and confused!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
Listening to teachings,
That 'demons' from hell have no wings...
Allowing to be demoralized on Sunday,
Learning more about the devil...
As we hear these 'disciples' sing!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Burn a Bridge That Has Been Easily Given
You've lost your job and home,
The respect of your spouse...
And now your kids roam,
All over the place with hoodlums.
Since they wish not to be alone.
And I am quite surprised you've come to me.
I've lived for years on a fixed income.
And my life is lived basic and happily.
You told me once I had a life you could not live.
So glad I am blessed to have it...
And sorry to learn your life is the way it is.
I am sure there will be many lessons,
You will come to learn.
There was one you taught me yourself.
Never burn a bridge that has been easily given.
Especially one you did not earn.
And constructed just for you to cross.
Since one never knows,
When the desire to cross it again will be yearned.
But a connection has been lost.
'That's a lesson I taught to you?
I don't recall saying that.'
You don't have to!
It was my lesson.
And you were there like you are right now,
To keep it fresh as if just taught.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life's lesson!
Life's lesson, always changing not the same,
Sometimes hard, Sometimes easy,
Sometimes confusing, Sometimes daunting,
Theories of life's lessons,
Lighthouse in the sea shore,
It is always flicking and hiding,
Why do we learn through our own experience?
After many hours and years of research,
Theories are derived and approved.
Though it is wrong or right,
Why are we interested in learning,
Though our own experience?
The fire is hot; still want to touch it,
The volcanoes spewing, still want to dive into it,
Though the Arrival of tsunami is visible,
Not run opposite, but run towards it,
Why do we like to learn the life's lesson,
Through our own bad experience?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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To Welcome What I Don't Do
This I don't do...
Revisit old playgrounds.
Or regret that I have left them,
To adventure, explore and experience life...
With a purpose to mature.
And learn I did to endure,
The criticisms of those who had not.
This I have done,
To welcome what I don't do to forget...
Whatever it was I wanted to recapture.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its Time You Learned About Goodbye
(alan jackson)
Well Ive been on the wrong side
Of the front door too often
Watched you slam it in my face
Well I may have learned the hard way
Im not a soft one
Tonight Im standin in your place
Cause you taught me a lot about leavin
Wont even have to try
So heres your lesson in heartache and grievin
And a chance for you to cry
Cause its time you learned about goodbye
Ive stood behind you
And Ive laid beside you
But I wont do that anymore
Cause Im tired of bein
Just here when you want me
Tonight Im walkin out that door
Cause you taught me a lot about leavin
Wont even have to try
So heres your lesson in heartache and grievin
And a chance for you to cry
Cause its time you learned about goodbye
Its time you learned about goodbye
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Dad Never Taught Me
Dad never taught me how to curse
And he never told us to gamble
He always warned cigarettes are worst
And never to waste food on the table.
Dad never taught us how to be idle
He was always a hardworking man at best
Taught us how to be responsible
And to face with Courage every test.
My Dad was not perfect but he taught well
I think that's the best he could leave
The lesson in life that really spell
How truly successful is a life well lived.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams
Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.
Life is a mystery each passing day,
We wake up and find unbelievable ways,
We seek, we experience, we fulfill our knowledge hunger,
Each experience of life makes us stronger.
Life is a struggle and life is a joy,
We can experience happiness or we can experience pain,
It's about choices we should take,
Life is a lesson each step we make.
Moments of life are bad or good,
We live and remember those moments,
Memories will be kept forever in our hearts,
But hopes are base of the future.
Never give up hoping,
Life is it short but didnt finish yet,
As long as you are still living,
Your life is a fountain of dreams.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Everytime I See This In Others
Every time,
And I've noticed this.
Since you are the lesson taught,
I see in myself.
Everytime.
Every time,
There is an obstacle presented...
For you to overcome,
There you are looking...
For an easy way to go around it.
Instead of confronting it head on,
On a journey meant for you to undo them.
But stubbornly you don't want to do it.
You want to sit and make excuses.
Hoping someone will come along,
To convince you have been victimized...
By someone who wants to see you punished.
And of this you are right.
You are the biggest self abuser you have in your life.
Every time,
And I've noticed this.
Since you are the lesson taught,
I see in myself.
Everytime.
And everytime I see this in others,
I am immediately reminded of myself.
And so blessed I am to recognize it.
Everytime I see how much I have learned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Seeing An Infant's Photograph
what enchanting lands
are let loose behind
those eyes?
the smile tells me
several stories of
those far away lands
that have been
so much part of your world, now
my first lesson to you, my love
lose not that smile
filling your world and mine
with bliss unbound
come what may
my second lesson to you, my love
when stress and strain
wears you down
close those eyes
just as you do now
even for a wink
to revisit those lands
of your blissful infancy
for revival and rejuvination...
*a wonderful photograph with a unique smile on the infant's face... Thomas Horton's 'First Lesson'
21sep2009
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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What Would Be The Point To Make?
I am not afraid of conflict.
I've known too much of it most of my life.
And today to run away from it,
I have not considered...
Since,
Once I learn a lesson to avoid anything...
I don't welcome a revisit to prove to anyone,
I have had my previous experiences.
What would be the point to make?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is a Lesson
Life is a lesson.
Don't be afraid to live it!
Take what it gives...
And return to it a thankfulness.
Life is a lesson.
We all have tests to pass.
Some attempt to refuse their tasks.
And fall to to become indignant and crass.
Life is a lesson.
Learn your lessons well.
Some will choose a path to heaven!
Others will curse themselves...
Preferring to address their stressing hell!
Life is a lesson!
Do what is received as given...
And perceive with that,
You are doing you're best!
At least...
You are doing what you can and well!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gifts to Deliver You From Inner Conflict
You can not undo misfortunes done.
However...
You can ease the affects of them,
By not having them revisit in your mind.
Or share with others,
A wish to spread your darkness.
Not having that which had been in your possession...
May be a needed lesson learned.
And you refuse the method taught,
By this teaching done you did not seek.
And the diminished options,
Now out of materialism sought...
And easily once reached!
Eventually you will begin to see them,
As gifts to deliver you from inner conflict...
Sitting with you to torture!
When you loosen your grip.
Accepting the reality that now exists.
If you choose to grow and bloom!
To fulfill a happiness sought,
Without boundaries brought.
Or limitations...
You envisioned,
And once 'assumed' are requirements...
To nourish and feed an unending need,
To keep you wealthy in such gloom!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Impatiently Must Review Lessons
We are human.
And everyone with a taste of experience,
Wishes to have the last word.
And those who seek it,
Get it.
With a lesson for them...
Questioned whether or not,
One has been learned.
Those wanting to comprehend,
Choose to listen.
With understanding as the condition.
Acknowledging a wisdom has been achieved.
Leaving those who get their last word,
Hearing what 'they' say...
And nothing else is perceived.
Some impatiently must review lessons...
Mistakenly thought taught.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are hungry for more; if we do not consciously pursue the More, we create less for ourselves and make it more difficult to experience More in life.
quote by Judith Wright
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First Love
I’ve been around the block a time or two.
Long since; I lost my childish innocence.
For what I lost I gained some recompense.
One of the bitter lessons life has taught.
I loved her: She loved me or so I thought.
Her practiced lies defeated my defence.
I fell because I lacked experience.
I was a toy to her just something new
to play with for a while and then discard.
I was seduced, betrayed and cast aside
to satisfy her selfish vanity.
I learned to cope but found the lesson hard.
So now I view romance suspiciously.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I'm only worth a penny
Raised in this world of wonder and excitement
Taught that everybody has a chance
Learned to love my neighbors too
Saw the joy of song and dance
At age five I cut my knee
Daddy told me not to cry
'Be a big boy strong and tough,
Be a big boy just like me.'
My eyes were opened to the world and I saw
An experience awaited me
Forgot the joy I knew then
All the things that I could be
Turned sixteen and got a life
Punched a clock from four to ten
The Mc Donalds' taught me true
Money holds away the strife
The value of my life, and what I can share
I tell my son, who is only three
'This isn't my two cents you know,
I'm only worth a penny.'
by: Joshua Newland
poem by Poet Dragon
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In school, you're taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson.
quote by Tom Bodett
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