Even When You Feel You Are At Your Worse
Don't give it a thought.
Or contemplate,
Those good deeds by you
Left done.
Or spend a moment,
Rehearsing your remorse.
Your heart is good.
That reflects...
As it should.
Do what you have been doing.
No need to get upset.
You have nothing to regret.
Or should perceive to have done differently.
Even when you feel you are at your worse...
You still have bettered someone's best!
No need to become embittered.
To sit alone with your actions revisited in torment.
Or curse with wishes,
Your actions in resentment.
What 'is' yours...
Will 'be' yours!
Restored.
And/or new,
In due time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(Murder Poem) Shades Of Black
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
I was abandon as a child.
I'm alone as a man.
The goodness of the damned.
Oh how I wish I had a plan.
Something set in stone.
With many regrets I walk this life feeling like a reject.
A failure all on my own.
I don't need no help from you never did.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
Their is poison in the water.
Their is treachery afoot.
Oh Oh just come look.
The blood has been spilt and they have no clue I did it you.
I don't even care if they did.
I'll take as many I can.
When everything has gone so wrong.
Sitting staring out the window with a revolver in you in hand.
What choices are left?
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
A nightmare of solutions unfold.
Each bloody as the next.
How can you ever truly live with it.
Settling for only second best.
The black knight ego's of arrogance.
Tunnel vision fills his eyes.
All he's after is the prize.
I doesn't matter who gets hurt on his way to it.
With deliverance I give you pain.
A message from someone who truly insane.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
And it is time for my greatest attack.
As if anyone should be proud of such a thing.
The sweat pours off my brow as I become the butcher of butchers.
A dissection of a living to dead body.
Someone help this man, oh please anybody.
The urges to kill won't stop.
They are all hes got.
Taking out all his sexual frustrations.
These escalation will only continue.
They will not just die.
Or move on to a paradise behind the next dawn.
No matter how hard I try.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
I feel nothing no more.
I don't know why.
I wish I could fix myself tonight.
I wish I could embrace love once again.
But wishes are nothing but useless thoughts.
The futility of the evil creature I am.
Hated by everyone.
So foul have I become.
A disease that can never be done.
Just kill me now.
To save so many.
Promise me, make your vow.
Cause I won't go down quietly.
I fight it for as long I can.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
All I see is things in shades of black.
No empathy, no remorse, no recourse in my actions.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Human Resposibility
When will the members of the human race
help to make this world into a better place?
Because lately it seems to be getting worse
as if it is under some kind of damned curse.
Most of what we hear these days is bad news!
It’s almost as if there’s nothing else to choose.
The good we have all known belongs to the past
and so the present or future is viewed as aghast.
The actions all people do give an indication of that
regardless of any good ideological debate or chat.
The transition of ideas and thoughts to actions or deeds
is just like the sowing of a future crop by planting seeds.
If the seeds used are of a poor quality it will matter much
even though more time is spent cultivating them by touch.
That’s why it’s better to do things properly right from the start
as time brooding over what could have been won’t help in part.
poem by George Krokos
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No more tears! watch your actions!
Newton's third law says that every action has equal and opposite reaction,
A Great Scientist, the son of Europe, opened the gate that was shut,
His theory is limited to chemical action and reaction, not to the human's,
If we show the other cheek, we will be slapped; don't let others to slap,
If we do bad actions, we will receive bad reaction in near future or far,
If we do good actions, we will be blessed with good reaction of peace,
No one can run away from their actions, as it is recorded in our fate,
Even we do not have enough time to receive and enjoy,
Even we do not have enough time to receive and regret,
We may have our subsequent birth to continue the same route,
If we hurt someone in the morning, we will be hurt in the evening,
All these facts are simple, easy to follow, when our actions are good.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Good actions give strength to ourselves and inspire good actions in others.
Vindictivity-Revisited
Vindictivity as it is expressed,
May be chewed by some...
To swallow and digest.
But those who are challenged,
To become their best yet...
Bypass such urges
Leaving other minds regressed,
In the redundancy of regret!
Suddenly released and once victimized,
By those who found it easy
To despise them with lies.
They are now lifted...
And propelled above such pests.
With forgiving hearts they have,
And transcending the past
After mastering such tests!
Vindictivity does not cross their minds.
Actions like these aren't friends for them to find.
Left behind is this 'stylish' resentment...
Dressed with fresh expressions
To escape concealed depressions.
Vindictivity does not cross their minds.
Actions like these aren't friends for them to find.
Left behind is this 'stylish' resentment...
Dressed with fresh expressions
To escape concealed depressions.
Split from and witnessed,
Are rolling eyes casting glares.
As if these postures...
Warrant the welcome of such childish affairs.
Free from dares,
Are those who choose to live...
Beyond such traps,
That feed those breeding negativity that's shared!
Vindictivity as it is expressed,
May be chewed by some...
To swallow and digest.
But those who are challenged,
To become their best yet...
Bypass such urges
Leaving other minds regressed,
In the redundancy of regret!
Vindictivity-revisited in excursions viewed,
Can be seen diseasing as it infests...
So many who choose what they do!
Suddenly released and once victimized,
By those who found it easy
To despise them with lies.
They are now lifted...
And propelled above such pests.
With forgiving hearts they have,
And transcending the past
After mastering such tests!
Vindictivity-revisited...
In repeated excursions viewed,
Can be seen diseasing as it infests...
So many who choose,
Lives lived as they do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is There For Anyone To Say?
When one gives up,
They feel nothing left...
To love.
Or love!
With the throwing a half filled cup,
Away.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
When one gives up,
They wish to hold others accountable...
For their conscious actions.
With a soliciting of empathy,
They wish to see attached to that.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
And if one feels...
Nothing else is real,
For dues they have yet to pay...
The desire a stopping others in their tracks.
With a paying of an attention,
Given to them right back.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
And when one feels,
Nothing that they do...
Is going to pay?
What is there left for anyone to say?
But,
'Have a good day.'
And be on their way!
With a showing of their own interests.
In a self centeredness,
That expresses no time to give...
For the ones in an acceptance done,
Of their own foolishness to give as if a gift.
When one feels,
Nothing that they do...
Is going to pay?
With a love for nothing...
To give.
But negativity and dismay.
What is there left for anyone to say?
But,
'Have a good day.'
And be on their way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet -Bad Thoughts Lead To Sinful Actions
Our Life's a fight within oneself from birth;
A fight with forces, external also;
We have to go through this struggle on earth;
'Tis left to us to Heaven, well forgo.
Bad thought's the seed for any type of sin;
Good thought's the seed that makes one do good deeds;
A sinful thought, we must always well pin,
'fore poisonous trees grow from these evil seeds.
To control thoughts is well within our pow 'r;
Our actions most are quite voluntary;
The joy from sin is just momentary;
The devil is the sinner's main lover.
Nip off your evil thoughts whenev'r newborn;
If allowed then, your soul is surely torn.
poem by John Celes
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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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A lunatics Thoughts
long for the night
the thoughts
only get worse by the night.
night is the peak when our minds reach total isolation
when the most bizarre and horrific things seem to be the ones that only make sense
when thoughts become actions
with out a second thought
witout remorse or regret.
left with only frustration
in the early mornings
trying to understand why.
you look with such pathetic eyes
shooting questions without a break for breath
your looking for an apology
that you will never get.
I would ask you to stop trying
but I know it kills you inside
and its too fun to watch.
I am the monster who wants to see you die from a distance
yet i want your life in my hands
i have it in my hands
i want to crush it. destroy it with such a passion
it eats at me every night,
go and kill this soul.
An impulse to be misplaced and over thought in the coming mornings.
Looking though the eyes of a lunatic
this is the mind of The Thespian.
poem by Andrea Bencardino
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If You Say My Eyes Are Beautiful
Each day I live
I want to be
A day to give
The best of me
I'm only one
But not alone
My finest day
Is yet unknown
I broke my heart
Fought every gain
To taste the sweet
I face the pain
I rise and fall
Yet through it all
This much remains
I want one moment in time
When I'm more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I'm racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity
I've lived to be
The very best
I want it all
No time for less
I've laid the plans
Now lay the chance
Here in my hands
Give me one moment in time
When I'm more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I'm racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity
You're a winner for a lifetime
If you seize that one moment in time
Make it shine
Give me one moment in time
When I'm more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I'm racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will be
I will be
I will be free
I will be
I will be free
song performed by by Whitney Houston
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Performing new actions
I am a human being
I can perform new actions
And in performing new actions
I can reap the fruits of deeds
Of earlier lives.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Good-Bye My Love
You look away from me again
There's really nothing to explain
Feel it in your kiss
I guess this is good-bye my love
The way I feel don't have a name
The days and nights so filled with pain
Thought that I would stay
But I gotta say good-bye my love
You used to laugh and say
If you play, play for gold
I didn't know that I would lose my heart
And soul
I didn't know
I won't regret the time we had
I'll think of you and I'll be glad
But this is the end
One last kiss and then good-bye my love
I won't regret the time we had
I'll think of you and I'll be glad
But this is the end
One last kiss and then good-bye my love
Good-bye my love
Good-bye my love
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert
I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.
But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.
Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.
But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.
A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.
Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.
They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.
They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.
So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Actions Are Sentiments' Verity
Words are but mere lexicon, actions are sentiments' verity;
Where words may serve merely to confound, actions bring clarity;
Actions are the truth, to which words may only portend-
Actions make real, what was once only pretend.
Do not tell me, show me-then I will know;
Do not say you love me, allow the love you profess, to show!
Words tell a story of intentions, actions are their proof-
Do not express a desire for ardor, then remain aloof!
Would you believe I love you if I told you, or more if I show you! ?
After all we have been through, this proof is the least I owe you.
I utter no words before my actions are taken or readied-
I express no sentiment before my heart is inspired and steadied;
When I say 'I love you', it is affirmation of the actions I am willing to take;
When I say 'I love you', it is proof of the sacrifices I am willing to make!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Good actions ennoble us, and we are the sons of our deeds.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Good actions ennoble us, we are the sons of our own deeds.
Men are not made religious by performing certain actions which are externally good, but they must first have righteous principles, and then they will not fail to perform virtuous actions.
quote by Martin Luther
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Awareness Notes...
what we are talking about today
is living in awareness, the costs
of our actions and inactions, and
not being owned by the things we possess.
what it comes down to is responsibility,
and the vision and knowledge to make
good choices.... conscious living.
living with respect... for all living
beings, for the costs and results of
our own actions... for every breath
that goes into each moment, for every
sacrifice that goes into meeting each need!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Remorse & Regret
Remorse the feeling of regret
the regret of doing a event
The alarm of Knowing your Human
-
The feeling of which we all like Kill
The feeling that comes, when murder happens
But is unseen, neither Good, Bad
Just Unknown
-
Death, abuse, Blood, carnage
None of it is Ne or Unknown to it
Its just unknown to itself
-
No mercy in spreading itself
No remorse...
just regret and Fear, its job
building and growing like Cancer
Until you self-destruct
-
Remorse does its job
and so does Karma
But never equally...
poem by Marcellus Watts
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I'm Not About to Love You...
I'm wanting more to see you less.
And yet I know this isn't best.
Because my heart gets much upset...
To think you might find someone new.
Someone who is not good for you.
Although I feel I am not either!
What am I to do?
I'm wishing for you better things.
Those things I know I can not bring.
And though you say it's me you wish.
I wish I felt that too.
Perhaps it isn't love I feel for you.
Perhaps this isn't love with you I choose.
And when we are apart,
I wonder why I miss you.
And when we are together,
I can't leave.
I've had a broken heart,
Before we met.
And that with you I can't imagine.
I wont invite regret!
To visit me again.
I wont let it.
But then I find I'm wanting...
You!
But not the haunting,
If one day you leave me!
If that is what 'you' choose to do!
I'm wanting more to see you less.
And yet I know this isn't best.
Because my heart gets much upset...
To think you might find someone new.
Someone who is not good for you.
Although I feel I am not either!
What am I to do?
I'm not about to love you...
Like I do!
I refuse,
To know...
I could with you.
Let's not admit that's what it is,
We do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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