Dosages of Uplifts
Be a part of life that pleases.
Nibble it up,
And make this a treat.
Slowly breathe an inhalation of reasons...
As to why your life deserves,
To be served dosages of uplifts.
If it isn't in your heart,
Don't force it!
Or nourish it to endorse...
Something sooner,
Than later...
That brings remorse.
Divorce this quick.
Don't let it sit.
Or pick it up to make it fit.
As you probe and examine it!
If it isn't in your heart,
Don't force it!
Or nourish it to endorse...
What will bring remorse.
Slowly breathe an inhalation of reasons...
As to why your life deserves,
To be served dosages of uplifts.
If it isn't in your heart,
Don't force it!
Or pick it up to make it fit.
As you probe and examine it!
Divorce this quick.
Don't let it sit.
Get rid of it and experience...
Dosages of uplifts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Isn't It Better That Way?
How many years have I been given?
Nobody knows. I keep on livin'.
Life's my adventure day by day.
I don't know how long I will stay.
and isn't it better that way?
How many days have I been given?
How can I tell? I just keep livin'.
Life's inhalation, so I breathe
uncertain of what I will bequeath.
Life is uncertain, no guarantees.
It's one of life's intriuging mysteries.
and isn't better that way?
How many seconds have I been given?
Are there some left to keep on livin'?
Life goes so quick that when you look back
to your first little breath from that quick little smack.
so to me it's better that way.
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Something different and unique
Live and let others live
Trust, assert confidently and believe
Impart what others can't give
Probe not the unknown fact and leave
This is fundamental and life's essence
Show new life and make known its presence
You have more to earn in giving
Believe in what you have and start living
Never ask anything in return
Give today and you may have your turn
You will not compelled to seek
It will strengthen your will and not make you weak
Not all can perform kind gesture
To some extent it affects their future
Nobody may like to part with little of their belonging
Yet it is considered by them as easy going
To feel donor is something unique
It is real call from kind heart and nice pick
If you can really do it with grace
You may find ever lasting shine on face
If you are in habit of doing it secretly
Then see to it that it is done very quietly
No one should get wind out of it and observe
As it is intended only for needy people to be served
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Bring It On
If I was unordinately different to what you say
Id lie, oh Id lie
If you could release me now
You know that I wont hesitate
To lie, I would lie
Bring it on, make it right
Bring it on into the light
Pick me up satellite
If its wrong, make it right
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If I lied and told you they were difficult or hard to take
Id lie, Id still lie
If you try to please me now
You know that I wont remonstrate
But lie I would lie
Bring it on, make it right
Bring it on, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If its wrong, make it right
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We can reach new heights in this island
Were dragged slowly to our ? feet?
Bring it on, make it right
Bring it out, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If its wrong, make it right
Bring it on, make it right
Bring it out, into the light
Pick me up, satellite
If its wrong, make it right
If I was inordinately different
song performed by by Gomez
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What Is Brought to This Table
What is brought to this table
Is experience.
Don't ask me what I bring!
It is certainly more than 'things'.
What you have...
May have had impressed others,
But here?
No experience equals no depth!
Those 'things' you offer?
In my heart do not endear!
And you may give me shade...
As you pass me in public view.
Thinking that may rain on my parade!
Since that's the only thing for me you can do!
However...
I'm quick to offer folks like you nonexistence,
In my mind and in my life!
You have no idea my 'aloneness' is something
I do not fear.
It has helped me clear wasteless utensils...
By the ups and downs I have witnessed!
And you 'and' your 'things' can disappear.
Am I making your vision any clearer?
They do not provide anything I will ever cherish.
I am not seeking to feed or nourish on that!
Trust me!
I have been served too much garbage.
It has taken years to discover my own taste!
And what I crave most,
Is being away from folks like you.
You are no appetizer to even consider.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Attracts Love
Once upon a time
own love, tried
to hold back..
thought
that people giving
their hearts
end up being hurt
but soon found out
hurt also is part of life
as much as love.
Could you believe
hurt love can really heal
The more love
a heart beats
the more bearable
shall come to be
own selfish bits.
Because love
opens the curtains
to others pain
and then may find
myself ashamed
of own tiny problems,
shall no more complain.
Reasons are melting
slowly, one by one
smiles blossom watching
how the open heart
The universal force of love
attract..
poem by Elena Sandu
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Pick This to Leave
A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
In articles that blatantly state:
'Scope Upon Your Pleasures.
And Keep Fixed In Positions to Satiate.'
Promoting promiscuity.
And the irresponsibility,
Of random breeding.
What else could this be?
But a fostering of humanity,
Depleting in self defeat.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't need it.
Don't welcome it to feed it.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
New addictions may appease.
But pick this from your head to leave.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.
A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
Someone, something has to stop it.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holy Sonnet XIV
Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town to'another due,
Labor to'admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly'I love you, and would be lov'd fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy;
Divorce me,'untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you'enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
poem by John Donne
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Life In Death
this morning i felt
a part of me fast dying
as another part of me
quickly breathed life...
i searched for my body
all around, in vain
only the breathe, audible
in the moving glass chamber
i nurse life as well death
between each
inhalation and exhalation
29oct2009
20.28hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Marriage And Divorce
If marriage is a fortune,
Then divorce is a misfortune:
Failure at one of the greatest
Attempts in life.
Divorce is a miscarriage:
To abort the shared dreams,
Joys, and every fulfillment
That marriage brings.
It is a cruel rending of two
Intertwined, spirited hearts—
Leaving them to slowly
And painfully bleed to death.
Marriage fulfills, but divorce
Is an unfortunate waste.
poem by Walterrean Salley
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Holy Sonnet XIV: Batter My Heart, Three-Personed God
Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, to another due,
Labor to admit you, but O, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
but is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor even chaste, except you ravish me.
poem by John Donne
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Holy Sonnet XIV: Batter my heart
Batter my heart, three-personed God; for You
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me,'and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, to'another due,
Labor to'admit You, but O, to no end;
Reason, Your viceroy'in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly'I love You,'and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto Your enemy.
Divorce me,'untie or break that knot again;
Take me to You, imprison me, for I
Except You'enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except You ravish me.
poem by John Donne
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Quick Is The Beat Of My Heart
Written by lewis mark
Lead vocals by james young
If its my time to die today
Please God oh make it fast
Balanced on this point for a year and half
I just dont think I can last
Theres a man whos laid to rest
The man who gave me my start
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
So please all you people
Dont you grieve for me
The blood in my veins is black and I cant bleed
Ive suffered the pain
And all I can face is the dark
Oh, lord, quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Now my bags are almost packed
The trains about to depart
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
If its my time to die...
song performed by by Styx
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Holy Sonnet 14
Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy:
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
poem by John Donne from Holy Sonnets
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Don't use tap water to make your colloidal silver. Use pure distilled water only. And don't take very large dosages or strong concentrations for long periods of time.
quote by Stan Jones
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This Heart Of Mine
If you see my heart laying on the ground
Would you pick it up, and then put it down?
Or would you hold it softly like a butterfly
In your hand, and would you caress
it gently and say you understand.
Would you feel the beat that gently pounds away
Or would you just leave it for someone else
Who may come this way.
Would you look at the heart to see if it's
Been damaged or hurt
Or would you love it and give it a brand new birth.
It may only be a heart, but it's the blood
That flows thru its veins and gives it life.
And this may be the heart of your
Husband or your wife.
Pick up my heart and hold it to the light
For GOD had given me this
As the ultimate sacrifice.
He gave it to us all, just so that
We could see - that he is always
There protecting this part of you and me.
My heart is not just to give life
But to show life, and all of its beauties
That it can create
So treat it gently before it's much too late.
poem by Louis Rams
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A Whirling Wind Uplifts a Leaf
A whirling wind uplifts a leaf
Brings childish laughter midst my grief
And though my sorrow tears at me
There’s also room for Lana’s glee.
Some said, “Don’t take her to the grave”
Why force the young to be so brave
When faced with fate? She seems okay
As long as leaves and winds will play.
And then Grandmother looks our way
I see the wrinkles, grief, and gray
But see the twinkle in her eyes
As she sees Lana’s fingers rise
To catch that leaf that seems to fly
Into my daughter’s hands; I sigh
Her laughter sounds; what can I do
Then I hear Grandpa laughing, too.
My laughing Lana played her part
For I heard Grandma’s “Bless her heart.”
And knew in mine that more than I
My daughter knew when not to cry
Yes, tears will come on future days
When we remember Grandpa’s ways
But not today—let sorrow wait
While Grandpa’s life we celebrate.
poem by Mac Wilkey
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Zero Promises
u were everything to me u were my my heart, life force, eyes light when i could not see now ur gone ive no heart beat my life force is no more i can not see i wander thru darkness with no real true direction if i could have every moment back with u and then sum i would give and sacrafice everything just for you but now u are gone and i am alone it feels like there is no tomorrow for me when there is it is jut doing the same thing just its a diffrent day my mind feels poisoned whats to happin next only gods knows but i have forsaken myself all that i can do is nothing but take charge of whatever i can that is left within my soul and march thru to the unknown i wish i could have what we had all over again but its foolish to wish and want what was already done and for that i suffer i can only wish u the best for all eternity for i know i matter not no more but thats okay for now i can only make no more promises not to anyone or myself only to the future and hope nothing like dis happins again.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Regret
Regret is the way we feel
when life starts getting us down.
We think of things we should have done
or things we should have said.
We regret not to have taken the time
to live our lives to the full
and realise our full potential.
We are always in such a rush
we rarely hear an infant cry.
To counter act these things
that all of us sometimes do
we fill ourselves with remorse and regret.
It is worse when time rushes by
and everything has gone,
it is then we examine our lives
to see what went wrong.
Therefore, as you read this through,
stop and take a minute or two.
To look around at your life
and look more closely at all the things
that are of real value to you,
your friends and family.
Then turn your life around
to spend more time with them.
Everything else will be there tomorrow,
but will your family and friends.
Appreciate them more
because life is short
and there is never
any real certainty there.
So stop now and examine
the real priorities in your life,
lest you live the rest of it
with remorse and regret.
(8 November 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reasons
Set my sails out on a sunny day
Pretty soon I was on my way
Though what for sure it was
I could not say
Two thousand reasons
Maybe more
Eight hundred chances on faraway shores
Searching for something
Searching for more
Deep down inside me burning
Reasons for the learning
Now you can pick up reasons so easily
Where youve been and where youve got to be
And when the truth dont show youll always see
Lots of reasons
And pretty soon youve got a heavy load
Dragging those reasons down an endless road
I got to thinking and I got to see
So many reasons coming at me
The one that leaves you high and dry
He says you still owe him, theres a reason why
Hell leave you crying till the tears run dry
Hes the one, always the one with all the reasons
So many reasons the come and they go
The reasons for them Ill never know
Ive seen so many, theyve come and theyve gone
Ive turned all mine in and Im happy with one
So dont talk of friendship, do it to me
Make me an offer and make it for free
Dont give me reasons cos I wrote that song
I only want love now so Ill just take the one
song performed by by Chris Rea
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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