Confessed and Detested
No one should have their hands out,
Pleading to feed themselves.
Too many today live in total gluttony! ~
And troubles we have are blamed on someone else!
Someone declared an enemy..there!
And there...and There and THERE!
There were places created
With cabanas where these enemies shared!
Over tea and crumpets buttered!
And we fight to save a culture based on 'fluff and floof! '
With doses of other added creations...
To spread a message we ourselves don't understand.
Selling wars soon wear out factories pumping out crime...
Perfumed with the power of peace.
The structure of it begins to rust!
The foundation begins to crack.
People begin to worry where the money is going!
And WHY is it flowing like that! Where AT?
Just to keep a 'few' fat cats...
Fatter RATS! ?
That's where it's at...it seems!
No one should have their mind on gloom!
Sitting homeless on the corners...
With no hope to come soon!
Someone is going to pay,
To have this picture painted
Glossed with doom.
Those now trying to balance at the top?
Are falling with lifestyles flipping to a flop!
Finding no amount of sympathy dropped.
This is going to happen...
And it wont stop!
No one should find injustice...
Unjustified!
If they sit and sip and stake no claim!
But in the land of dishonest beginnings,
Endings aren't always how real endings
End these games!
In these endings that begin new beginnings...
The ones who have miraculously returned to the top,
Do the mopping of the slop
Of the crop that left that crap,
Tracked by trapped followers!
No one should have their hands out,
Pleading to feed themselves.
Especially those who chose to use plastic,
To disguise the worth of their lies!
They are now the last to use the 'N' word,
Much perplexed!
They know to them it now means 'No-thing! '
Nada..poof! Gone!
Finding themselves now the criminals
And pests!
Looking downtrodden and forlorn.
'HEY! Get over it! Get over it...
OR go back where you came from! '
Words that should ring with familiarity
In many ears!
God ain't gonna let nobody rest!
Winds may blow on those self chosen...
And expose them less than best,
If not at least
Confessed and detested!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Believe In Happy Endings (feat. Earl Thomas Conley)
(Bob McDill)
Who can tell just how it starts
Angry words and broken hearts
Till silently we sit apart
You and I
But in awhile the anger's gone
And we forget who's right or wrong
Then one of us will end it all
With just a smile
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe happy endings
You and I
Just a word is all it takes
And so it pass
The silence breaks
And looking back it makes us ache
For what we've done
And so we cling together now
And wonder why we're oh so proud
When all that matters anyhow
Is our love
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe in happy endings
You and I
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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We Believe In Happy Endings
(bob mcdill)
Who can tell just how it starts
Angry words and broken hearts
Till silently we sit apart
You and i
But in awhile the angers gone
And we forget whos right or wrong
Then one of us will end it all
With just a smile
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe happy endings
You and i
Just a word is all it takes
And so it pass
The silence breaks
And looking back it makes us ache
For what weve done
And so we cling together now
And wonder why were oh so proud
When all that matters anyhow
Is our love
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe in happy endings
You and i
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Eternity
we are under the full moon
tonight and we look for some
tiny stars glittering in the skies
our vision dissolving into such
a vast space where we see
no endings no beginnings
we soon close our eyes and there we
too see no endings no beginnings
limitless to the skies
limitless to the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Quickened Endings Speeds The Change
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer,
Remain the same.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Don't try to cease them.
Hoping to keep...
Whole and complete in one piece,
A picture wanted perfect...
But,
Soon from you to leave.
Soon you will believe!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Let what was known go!
And....
Don't try to cease this speed.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer remain.
So...
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
It's futile to keep clinging,
To meanings coming to a stop!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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you do not start at the end
you will not be understood
but you insist
to start from the end itself
it will be interesting you say
and they will follow you through
confused
they will mind every word
because they cannot understand
it is the end
you say is the most important
the most dramatic part
and that is all that they want
so you start from there
and end from the very beginning
inverted
but not really perverted
not for the fun
but for the run, now i understand you
like rashomon
more arguments shall come
like battered wives
complaining about their husbands
like children lost
finding their home in the streets
like some of us
wanting to start with nice endings
always finding hard
to end with new beginnings
for a start
but indeed, there is nothing
that is so hard
that cannot really be learned
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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So Where Will You Start?
you do not start at the end
you will not be understood
but you insist
to start from the end itself
it will be interesting you say
and they will follow you through
confused
they will mind every word
because they cannot understand
it is the end
you say is the most important
the most dramatic part
and that is all that they want
so you start from there
and end from the very beginning
inverted
but not really perverted
not for the fun
but for the run, now i understand you
like rashomon
more arguments shall come
like battered wives
complaining about their husbands
like children lost
finding their home in the streets
like some of us
wanting to start with nice endings
always finding hard
to end with new beginnings
for a start
but indeed, there is nothing
that is so hard
that cannot really be learned
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Two People
two people
when they get married
at first, they cope up
to be just exactly what the
other is
what he is becomes what
she is
even what she was
he also wants to be what she was
the bed is busy for the first
60 days
they become exclusive
the towels and under-wears
and even the kitchen utensils
but soon
they must be ready for
little changes
what is natural comes back again
asking for the costs
of compromises
he will begin to be what he is
and she will now insists what she is
they may still be together
in bed
with their bodies but their thoughts
begin to insist that they are different
that they can never be the same
inside their dreams
soon the problems come up
like alien invaders
in their so called honeymoon
which they say is over
one makes an issue of an underwear
that is left on the floor
it was not an issue before
soon there will be debates
without end
some have children whom they
believe are epoxies of their union
they are not
some will have no children
and their ways so easily part
like the way she parts her hair
as a new mode of her fashion
then the parting begins
with a new poem
how hard will that be
she will say
he will too say
how this can become a necessity
of their union
aching for separation
like a tooth that must be extracted from the gum
because it gets too painful everyday
some had it
some will have it
at the expenses set by the lawyer not the dentist of course
and the silent battle begins
people talk you know
who is the culprit
who are the irresponsible
childish bitch
or monster
and then it is granted
i mean the annulment
and then the celebration for freedom begins
and then there will be another
prison and another one and another one
beginnings and endings only to begin again
simply because it gets too lonely at night
and one has become the risk taker
of his life
stealing happiness
and other peoples' hearts
like the chicken of a neighbor
whose house
is not fenced.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Here's To Gracious Endings
You'll never hear the breaking heart
I'll never hold you to the sparks
A fire that only burns in me
Was simply one, that shouldn't be
You never promised me romance
I've always known your circumstance
But in my heart, you sparked a flame
That held me to a foolish game
So many years I've been denied
A simple truth that you disguise
I've asked you, time and time again
To let me go…or let me in
Don't tell me that you want me now
Don't try to claim you care
If there ever was a moment, babe
I've not found it anywhere
Dig down deep, and let it out
You know what I'm talkin' about
Don't' keep holdin' up the lie
I see it buried in your eyes
I'm just not the girl I used to be
There's something hard inside of me
You woke me up, when you shook me down
Then left me hanging out to drown
But, the rain don't hurt me near as much
Cause it can't hurt, what it can't touch
I've locked my heart up in a cage
I've read the lines and turned the page
Don't tell me that you want me now
Don't try to claim you care
If there ever was a moment, babe
I've not found it anywhere
Seems this story had to end
So, let's not look back and claim we're friends
It's easier just to cut the ties
No more pretend, and no more lies
My heart's okay, I'll be just fine
I'll snap right back with a little time
Through it all, I've found relief
I won't be swallowed up by grief
So, here's to you, to what we've been
…And to never looking back again
Here's to life, and to new beginnings
…And too finding strength…in gracious endings
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Candid Talk.....
she took a
handkerchief and
tied it round her neck
her niece said the prayers
saying it was caused by
mere feelings
feelings end
everything sometimes
and it is no wonder
it is acceptable nowadays
the sad fact is no one
wants to mention it
and so
it simply forgets itself
like water boiling and
evaporating and
what is left is
the cold tin of
a can
in our chat
you blame me for taking about
endings
that i should have
mentioned more about
sunlit beginnings
grazing fields and
limitless horizons of green
and blue
and flaming sunsets
that make our
mouths gape
for
beauty
i tell you i am
not a story teller
i am a poet
and endings
are not open
most of the times
sometimes they are
insults that one must bear
even in one's
self dug graves
there is always a responsibility
that must be gripped by our hands
and if these hands open
and surrender respect
to some
insignificant handkerchiefs
so be it
sadness is not a reason
and it is not always
beautiful
so be it
let those who cannot bear
bury themselves
we have our own preoccupations
our graves to dig too
our our litany of justifications
after
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some 'Hesitators' Carry Those Thoughts
Each new day should for you,
Bring with it such renewed freshness.
And promises of beginnings,
With old endings dismissed and finished.
To step into tomorrow with today on your mind,
With discussions of those moments gone...
Is an injustice!
And seems such a waste of breath and time.
If people can not find,
They are not unwinding from yesterday?
These folks are simply afraid to live,
In fear of what others about them are said.
And some 'hesitators' carry those thoughts in their heads.
To live a life wondering,
What other people say about them instead!
Filling up spaces with dimmed lighting they do.
In convalescent homes.
And watching TV from remote controled beds.
'Bah hum bug...'
~And happy holidays to you too,
Mister Weinstein.'
And these same people are heard,
Saying they wished,
They had lived their lives...
Enjoyed in their own way.
And now they stare out of windows,
To feel all alone.
With no ringing heard from a telephone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Power Of Imagination
you fly
on your invented wings
you settle for a while
in an imagine place
you arrive at new beginnings
without endings
you like it somehow
where facts come and do not arrive
at any conclusion
where questions remain as they are
hanging stars in the heavens
gleaming without
mornings where people live
on forever
i am telling you
what imagination really is
invented wings
unnameable places
an eternal line
of words always unspoken
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some
Some endings
Have no
Beginnings.
Some
Relationships
End.
They cannot be
Rekindled again.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Slop They Dropped
Move from a tainting of a game maintained,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
With a mopping up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
To mop up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
Move from a tainting of a game maintained,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
With a mopping up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
With a hoping that in time they will be erased.
And unhappiness appearing on faces now chased.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
With a hoping that in time they will be erased.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
It's too late to move from a tainting game,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
'Cause the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
It's too late to move from a tainting game
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
'Cause the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Other people now mopping up a slop.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
But there's no hope in time they will be erased.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
But there's no hope in time they will be erased.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
quote by John Galsworthy
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Life is not so much about beginnings and endings as it is about going on and on and on. It is about muddling through the middle.
quote by Anna Quindlen
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Survival
Sunshine is creeping in
And somewhere in a field a life begins
An egg too proud to rape
The beginning of a shape of things to come
That starts the run
Life has begu
Fly fast the gun
The mother flew too late
And life within the egg was left to fate
Not really knowing how
The world outside would take it when it came
And lifes the same
For things we aim
Are we to blame?
Dont doubt the fact theres life within you
Yesterdays endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know
The egg breaks all is out
The crawling bird begins to scream and shout
Where is the parent bird?
A loneliness arose and heard its name ring in
For lives, begin
Survival win
Survival sin
So soon the evening comes
And with it runs the aching fear of hate
Could someone still remain
Who thinks he still could gain by escaping fate?
Its much too late
Dont underrate
Appreciate
Dont doubt the fact theres life within you
Yesterdays endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know (its all that we have to show)
And were all going (and were all going )
And were all going (and were all going )
And were all going somewhere
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Survival
Sunshine is creeping in
And somewhere in a field a life begins
An egg too proud to rape
The beginning of a shape of things to come
That starts the run
Life has begu
Fly fast the gun
The mother flew too late
And life within the egg was left to fate
Not really knowing how
The world outside would take it when it came
And lifes the same
For things we aim
Are we to blame?
Dont doubt the fact theres life within you
Yesterdays endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know
The egg breaks all is out
The crawling bird begins to scream and shout
Where is the parent bird?
A loneliness arose and heard its name ring in
For lives, begin
Survival win
Survival sin
So soon the evening comes
And with it runs the aching fear of hate
Could someone still remain
Who thinks he still could gain by escaping fate?
Its much too late
Dont underrate
Appreciate
Dont doubt the fact theres life within you
Yesterdays endings will tomorrow life give you
All that dies
Dies for a reason
To put its strength into the seasons
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know
Survival,
Survival
They take away and they give
The livings right to live (its all that we need to give)
The livings right to know (its all that we have to show)
And were all going (and were all going )
And were all going (and were all going )
And were all going somewhere
song performed by by Yes
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Fortunate people often have very favorable beginnings and very tragic endings. What matters isn't being applauded when you arrive - for that is common - but being missed when you leave.
quote by Baltasar Gracian
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Fight Against The Tide
When the doubts you have begin to show
When the winds of change begin to blow your dream away
As the winter cold can touch the bone
And like a crowd, voices in your mind
But as the thunder dies, youre standing on your own
Even in your darkest night
When the shadows hide the guiding light that leads the way alone
And heaven seems to turn its head
Sometimes, to break away the ties
You have to find the strength to carry on
Fight against the tide
To cut the hardest stone
Fight against the tide
The blood begins to flow
Hold on, through the storm could take your life
Be strong and you will survive
You wont give in
Even though the walls around you fall
No dont give in
Still the flames alive
till the end of time
And so you fight against the tide
When the doubts you have begin to show
When the winds of change begin to blow your dream away
When the fire has left your soul
Look straight ahead
In the face of fear
Take on the world and all it has to give
Fight against the tide
To cut the hardest stone
Fight against the tide
The blood begins to flow
Hold on, through the storm could take your life
Be strong and you will survive
song performed by by Asia
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