Choose to Dance In Sunlight
Choose to dance in sunlight,
And refuse the clouds
That appear on your path!
Don't ask 'why? '
Just do it!
And get through your struggles!
God did not start you on this journey
To seek gloom and sorrow!
That was your wish...
When you decided to look away from Him!
And you keep doing it again and again
AND again!
What are you attempting to win?
More heartache?
More sadness?
More disappointing setbacks carried within?
Choose to dance in sunlight,
And refuse the clouds
That appear on your path!
Don't ask 'why? '
Just do it!
And get through your struggles!
God did not start you on this journey
To seek gloom and sorrow!
That was your wish...
When you decided to look away from Him!
And you keep doing it again and again
AND again!
What are you attempting to win?
More heartache?
More sadness?
More disappointing setbacks carried within?
You can do that if you wish.
But life for you is not meant to be lived like this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Experiencing Those Interests
As one who has chosen to live my life,
With an appreciation to be creative...
And many times facing opposition,
Attempting to prevent...
My experiencing those interests as I saw fit.
I sometimes felt those obstacles I confronted,
Were place on my path with a deliberateness.
And when I decided I would and could,
Overcome each one with a struggling done.
I began to realize the benefits of my own wisdom.
To refuse as I do today any invitation,
To revisit my past.
For the purposes to entertain those who believe,
I seek to joke to solict and get their laughs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live As If You're Getting What It Is
Remove the 'maybe'
From the things you need.
Remove the 'maybe'
From dreams you want to see.
Remove the heartache,
From those setbacks.
Keep on trying.
Your wishes with those wants,
Will someday end that teasing.
Remove the 'maybe'
From hope and faith.
Do whatever that hardwork takes.
Remove the sadness from your smile.
And live as if you're getting what it is...
And it's tasty!
Remove the 'maybe'
From the things you need.
Remove the 'maybe'
From dreams you want to see.
Remove the heartache,
From those setbacks.
And live as if you're getting what it is...
And it's tasty!
Spiced the way you like it,
And tasty!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Refuse
Everythings heaven sent
Thats what you said and went
Inside your fairy glass
Somethin you think will last
And when they crop you like a clown
You got your smile on upside down
B-baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find omebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everythings on a whim
Thats what you said to him
Lyin in wunderlust
Are feelings you never trust
And when they pamper you with ice
I cant believe you dont think twice
Uh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everyone makes the play
With nothing left much to say
Theyre all in an endless line
Waiting for equal time
They keep screaming its the truth
And you keep kneelin in the booth
Oh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
Oh, I do refuse
(I do refuse)
Oh, you got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Ah, oo-oo
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Oo, oh got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
[fade]
song performed by by Cars
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Refuse To Be Muted
Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.
Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Do choose.
Decide to be better than that.
Do choose.
Unstrap from shackles that trap.
You are much more than that.
Put some heat under your feet...
Know your destiny is yours,
To meet and greet.
Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Know you're better than that!
Refused to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted.
Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
And, select your steps.
Reach and seek the best.
Do choose!
And refuse to be muted.
Confused and disputed,
To choose!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stages~
Stages
Many are the stages from the cradle to the grave -
Diversities in journey to each of us God gave.
Within each stage of journey lies paths that one can choose-
Depending on the chosen path, we either gain or lose.
Confusion and perplexity may sometimes come our way-
Despondency and sadness may sometimes waste our day.
Among each stage of journey, there's One we cannot see-
Our guide and our companion near He'll always be.
Giving rest when we are weary, giving joy when we are sad,
Comforting and consoling, each broken heart made glad.
Along this present journey looms chance for eternal wealth-
Along this present journey is choice of immortal health.
Deceptions and distractions along this journey lie-
Illusions of elation, beckon you and I.
Depending on the choice one makes determines what will be-
In the stage that's soon to follow, for all eternity...........
The times when I think about, ending my own life
My mind wonders back to the days, of daddy and mama, his wife
How hard it was for them, raising us six kids on what
I really want to see them again-if I do it, I will not
So in this stage of my journey, today I am still here
But everyday I wonder, Would anyone really care
If tomorrow they should wake up, to find that I am dead
Then they would realize, it was not just words I had said
I know my life is a journey and this path is mine to choose
But I feel I've lost everything, what else have I got to lose.......
Written By: Marsha Youree- 2006
poem by Marsha Youree
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A Juggling...
emptiness like
instant time
a word by mouth
in a second
the lips receive
the comfort
like instant milk
on chili gum
sadness comes
there is a welcome
time forbids
a communion
sorrow lives beneath
the armpit
there is an itch
a discomfort but
it will not be for long
there is always a departure
you have seen her face
sadness is beautiful
loneliness creates meaning
poems come forth like
flowers opening in spring
like sunlight bursting early morning
rivers have songs
birds in circus dance
the clouds make the show
of stories
there are too many now
for the juggle
how can life be so
dry? unless you have only sands
welcome the rain
forget the sprain...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life is a short journey.
Life is a short journey
It may be bitter
It may be honey
Life is a short journey
Choose your way
Choose your mate
You won't be early
You won't be late
Our ways may differ
But our end is there
Go by car or by train
Go on foot or by plane
Go on horseback or by rocket
Go by bike or by boat
Life is a short journey
All of us will be on time
All of us will be the same
All of us will have a luggage
Choose what to leave
Choose what to take
Choose what to build
Choose what to break
Life is a short journey
Whether you like it
Or you don't
You try to change it
But you can't
Life is a short journey.
poem by Bouche Cousue
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The Fragility of Life
Life is a journey
A journey of trials and tribulations
Life is love, sadness, and pain
Full of mistakes and regret
Blame and sorrow
Without all the sadness and pain
Mistakes and regret
Blame and sorrow
Life wouldn't be a journey of uncertainty
poem by Brittany Helt
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Heartache
(orbison/dees)
1968 version
Tonight at midnight you came by
I shook my head, tried not to cry
Halfway weeping, halfway sleeping
Tossing, turning, trembling, burning
Here it comes, heartache
You wore your hair down
I love it that way
You reached out and touched me
And then you faded away
Its unreal, the way I feel
Its almost dawn and you are gone
Here it comes, heartache
Heartache of heartache
Deeper than blue
Teardrop on teardrop
Im still in love with you
What a way to start a day
Here it comes, heartache over you
Heartache for you
Everytime you walk through my mind
I get that old heartache
1974 version
At night I try not to cry
Each tomorrow brings more sorrow
All the time youre on my mind
My heart just aches, it almost breaks
Its almost dawn, heartache
I know its over
But I dont know why
You reached out and touched me
And then you said goodbye
Oh its unreal, the way I feel
Its almost dawn the nights too long
My dream is gone
Im all alone with heartache
Heartache of heartache
Deeper than blue
Teardrop on teardrop
Im still in love with you
Oh, what a way to start a day
Heartaches today like yesterday
Here comes the sun
No place to run from heart
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Endless Journey
The journey we make in life is long and hard. This
journey which has its crossroads. . . when we get to them.
we have to decide on which road to take, what path to
make and what's down that road. This journey that we must make has many obstacles,
many detours, many signs. We see the signs, but never
heed its warnings, we see the detours in life, but seem
to stray the other way. Life is rough and so is this journey that we're making.
This journey we make has its trail of tears and its path
of happiness, the two never meeting. When finally, we choose our path, we must follow it to
the end, to the end of its road, which is our destiny in
life. That's when life begins.
poem by Anthony Taimanglo Taitano
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Under My Umbrella
When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
Theres comfort in my dark scene
And chaos in the isles
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not
The colour that
You arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided so
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
When I close my eyes
I remember how I smile
Under my umbrella
Im an accomplished exile
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are
Not the colour that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided so
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
If this is right
Id rather be wrong
If this is sight
Id rather be blind
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are
Not the colour that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided to
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
If this is right
Id rather be wrong
If this is sight
Id rather be blind
song performed by by Incubus
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Start Again
Its winter time in the middle of the spring
I cant believe it, loneliness is calling me
And I can hear it
See I never thought Id feel this way
So soon, no...
There is something that I know I have to do
Start again
And this time Ill make it better than before
I start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again, yeah
Other roads, yeah
Oh this time I must be carefu
Lwhen I choose them
See love was for the taking
But I refused it
I never thought
It cut so deep inside me
Oh no...
There is something
That I know I have to do
I start again
And this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again
I cant seem to think
Of nothing better I can do
But start again
And this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again...
Oh this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Ill start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again...
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Disappointing Daughter
Meet their disappointing daughter,
with her disappointing ways.
They would oh-so-love to humour her,
but it really never pays.
What's wrong with that girl, anyway?
She's always in a daze.
Why won't she join in with their games?
Her brother always plays.
It's not that they're ashamed of her -
but some of her displays -
and, let's face it, in public, too...
Such a disappointing daughter:
imperfect;
human;
got drunk when younger;
went out with a few dodgy blokes,
when younger -
such a disappointing daughter,
with her disappointing - unforgivably
disappointing - ways.
poem by Paula Puddephatt
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As we bask in sorrow
While recently having a conversation with a friend, we discussed 'basking in sorrow, ' which by definition, is an oxymoron.. bask meaning to take great pleasure or satisfaction; and sorrow meaning loss or despair.
It is possible to bask in sorrow. While for one reason or another, sadness consumes you, at the same time you could be quite happy. For example; I am naturally a happy person. Therefor while I may feel constant sadness about a certain situation, I may still be basking; or somewhat happy. (smiling, laughing, having a good time)
Many people have a sadness inside them that is hidden, or in the back of their mind at all times. These people are probably happy, can have fun, and seem to be in good cheer, while the sadness is still there, in their minds or hearts.
Therefor; we bask in sorrow.
Here we sit and bask in sorrow
Secretly begging for the morrow
A smile upon the outside face
Strength that shows as we run our race
Happiness is never too far away
Genuine cheer throughout the day
But a certain sadness wears us down
And being alone makes us frown
For this is what causes our heartache and grief
It hides under smiles, the sly little thief
So though we are basking in our sorrow today
We might soon find something to keep it at bay
poem by Kamryn Chew
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How Many Graves Can You Dig Before Your Own?
Too many difficult days accumulate
Like weeds in an otherwise pleasant field;
Every heartache becomes a hammer
And drives depression into the soul like a nail;
Some friends alleviate the sorrow like a balm
And others gently kiss your cheek like Judas;
I dream of a drunken avenue in the summer
Where children play and cars move slowly and sweet
Like a merry-go-round and no one is unhappy.
I want only to toast the departing of sunlight at dusk
And have the moonlight pour my next glass of wine;
I seek to dance for awhile and then welcome oblivion,
I cherish the day when mirrors will no longer take notice of me.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Refuse To Dance
Got your invitation to the dance
Wear your party dress
Maybe I was just an innocent
But I confess
I never even knew the song
The orchestra was playing
See the cuties in their party clothes
Oh it's getting warm
Off the shoulder cut into the hip
Like a uniform
Did you think I'd want to tow the line
Well now the line is broken
[Chorus]
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
You said you're such a pretty thing
You could make a mark
I'll teach you all the steps you'll need
Guide you through the dark
Suddenly I tought I knew the song
The orchestra was playing
[Repeat Chorus]
See how they follow
You say jump. They jump
You say turn. They turn
Look back in sorrow
I won't be there
[Repeat Chorus to fade]
song performed by by Celine Dion from The Colour Of My Love
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For Whatever The Reason That Is
I lived that 'straight' and normal life.
That's right!
For whatever that was and for some does.
I also walked upon paths,
Others decided were the best and no one should pass.
That's right!
For whatever that was and for some does.
I even chose to leave my own interests behind.
To please others who had druthers to believe,
What I was born and with a choice to do...
Was a foolish move and I was a fool.
That's right!
And day and night I was laughed at too.
Then one day I awakened,
Determined to put a stamp on my identity.
That's right!
I awakened to realize my life should be prioritized,
For me.
And for whatever the reason that awakening did,
I began to witness what others sought to seek.
That's right.
I observed and witnessed in disbelieve,
What it was others sought to seek.
And it was the approval from others,
They are still attempting to get.
But somehow have not received.
For whatever the reason that is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Heartache Tonight
Can't say we're lovers, can't say we're friends
Don't even know if i'll see you again
But against your warm body i felt so alive
And you got me over a heartache tonight
My heart was broken, my hurt was deep
I had lost something i wanted to keep
Lookin' for comfort when you caught my eye
And you got me over a heartache tonight
Chorus:
Sweet conversation, a drink and a dance
Led to an evening of making romance
And i don't even care if it's wrong or it's right
'cause you got me over a heartache tonight
2nd chorus:
Yes, you got me over a heartache tonight
Stirring up passion brought me back to life
Oh, and it may not last, but who know it just might
But you got me over a heartache tonight
Yes, you got me over a heartache tonight
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Endless Journey
There is a journey we all take,
To find who we are, what we will be and more.
The journey is endless, for it follows life
the good times and the bad.
the journey is hard but worth while.
It is filled with sadness and grief,
There is danger at every turn, every street.
Though, it isn't all so dark.
Sun shines even in the darkest hour;
as the birds sing, the flowers open.
The path brings you to people, to friends.
AS it goes on, even to love,
To happy times you spend in the sun
with the one that holds your heart.
The journey isendless, but full of hope.
Even when death comes and claims life
it's still not the wnd of the journey,
Only a new begining.
poem by Kai schultz
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God Will Judge
I came upon a fork in the road
And I didn't know which path to take
Should I take the path most traveled upon
As that decision I just have to make.
So I ponder the decision for a while
Till an outcome came to my mind
I would take the one that was less traveled
And truthfully I still know not why.
I started my journey down that path
As down that road I began to walk
I then began to think the thoughts to myself
And also to myself I began to talk.
I came upon two men and a woman arguing
Screaming back and forth about hate and love
I bowed my head and then I walked away
And I said to them, one day GOD he will judge.
I walked down the road a little bit further
Then I noticed water upon the path
It formed a pond which became my mirror
Then I saw myself looking in, so I had to laugh.
I looked so sad and I look so confused
As at first I didn't think that it was me
But they say with age comes wisdom and sadness
So maybe that really was myself looking back at me.
I continued my journey down the path
Just seeing were it was going to take me next
Or will the road just end like how it began
So later in the day I might sit back and reflect.
I then came across some people stealing and fighting
While an innocent man was screaming that's enough
Then like cowards I saw them all just run away
Then I said to the innocent, one day GOD he will judge.
So I continued my journey down that path
Out of curiosity to see where It would take me then
But it took me back to that same fork in the road
My ending was also where my journey did begin.
Then suddenly I had awaken from that dream
My journey was really a dream that I just had
And was it a dream about my very own circle of life
Especially my pain and suffering and what made me sad.
So I sat up in my bed and started reflecting back
Into my soul which is full of sadness of love
I think the dream was telling me do not ever forget
And that also in time to all, GOD He will judge.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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