Familiarity With Darkness
There are those who see daylight.
And to them the sighting is obvious.
It brings to them a joy.
And a feeling of excitement.
As for others,
What appears for them to see...
Is an annoyance they would rather,
From it flee.
Because it reminds them,
Of something their familiarity with darkness...
Helps them to avoid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For No Other Reason But To Do It
When you say it is best,
Not to protest annoyance.
And it is better to accept it,
Than make attempts...
To ignore annoyance.
What is it that you mean?
'Sometimes our best efforts,
To avoid what appears...
Becomes noticeable by those,
Who clearly seek to annoy...
For no other reason but to do it.
Just to ensure what they do is received.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crying
Some nights I go to bed Crying,
Those were the days I was really hurting.
I was never a fan of weeping,
Yet it was my solution to get what I was yearning.
I cried long tears in the darkness,
Because I did not want anyone to pity on my softness.
Always told crying was a sign of weakness.
Crying reminds me that I am human.
And it is okay to go through the emotions.
I cry when I am hurting,
I cry when I am mad,
The obvious one is when I am down and out and feeling sad.
The night is my sanctuary, the place where I can hide,
In the dark is when I cry.
I can feel the tears slowly trickling down my eyes,
Only then crying is the best thing that give an honest description of what I feel inside.
Crying is my release too difficult to say what is on my mind.
I cry because there is nothing I can say or do.
Feeling so powerless, so not in control.
I cry and it is true.
I am not super woman nor am I a super human.
I always try to avoid it,
But most times I can not help it.
I cry.....
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Sunshine vs. Darkness
The sunshine keeps the darkness away. The darkness takes over but soon the sunshine takes over again when its raining sunshine still comes through. We always want sunshine to light our way. But others want the darkness to stay around. When darkness falls many people come alive, others sleep and wait for the sunshine to come again. We all want different things for sunshine or for darkness. Some love the sunshine others love darkness. I see all the saddness when its sunshine. But yet the darkness I see all happiness. Sunshine brings saddness and the darkness brings happiness and excitement!
poem by Nicole Donoghue
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One Compliments The Other
ONE COMPLIMENTS THE OTHER
Day light makes darkness disappear
While darkness makes light shine brighter
Raindrops decorate the skies with rainbow
While sunlight makes raindrops glow
One compliments the other with truth
For those who seek with faith
The heart and soul of divine
That’s seen in darkness and sunshine
Daylight brings feelings of hope of assurance
While darkness brings feelings of endurance
Raindrops satisfies the feelings of thirst
While sunshine brings feelings for conquest
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Passion and vision
There must be some familiarity for passion,
Though much familiarity brings aversion
There must be some distance for vision,
Though too long or too short, it blurs the vision.
24.12.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shadows
The rising of the moon wakes up the shadows
and commands them to emerge from the dark.
The daylight shadows are disappearing fast
with the sparrows the dove and the lark.
As always the light makes way for darkness
as it’s chased from night’s time and space.
The dark shapes seek out those of the light,
at this hour there’s no hiding place.
The shadows of the darkness will not submit,
away from the light they’re there.
Instinctively they wait until it’s eerie
then venture where nothing else dare.
After a night of changing shape and haunting
the shadows themselves feel fear.
The daylight is coming up on the horizon
and the night shadows flee and disappear.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Shipmates And Cheyenne
Ship,ates and Cheyenne raindrops and cryin'
Haunt the dreams of an old, old man
Candles and churchbells laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind
Stallions and blizzards steelys and lizards
Drift in the meadows of time
No sense of progression, of age or direction
No meter, no form, no rhyme
I'll hold me one just one risin' sun
Long after daylight is gone
I'll hold me one just one risin' sun
'Till my daylight and darkness is done
Kingdoms and covers, losers and lovers
And evenin's of blackberry wine
Fallin' like sands, the memories of cans
And kisses and whispers and sighs
I'll hold me on just one risin' sun
'Till long after daylight is gone
I'll hold me one just one risin' sun
'Till my daylight and darkness is done
I'll hold me one, one more risin' sun
'Till my daylight and darkness is done
song performed by by John Denver
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Pen Light
it is in the movie house
where the pen light gets more of its relevance
you figure out the seat
with its slit of light
as you ascend
as you find that emptiness
right in front
of you behind the darkness
that you have
chosen
in broad daylight
when everything runs carefree
and obvious
nothing seems to be right
everything goes berserk
awry
sometimes i equate darkness with
being cautious
that with such a tiny light
one cannot stumble
like what the pen light does
too tiny
and yet we can never think
that we can do wrong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Specific By Design
Lazy adults raised by irresponsible children,
Choosing to do what they please...
With the making of excuses encouraged as done,
Are not the ones to blame for their attitudes towards life.
Many do not accept transitions and think of them as painful.
Every example of a quality of life to value,
Has been degraded by those lazy who view mediocrity...
As too much of a struggle to achieve,
With an escaping from a hopelessness and self pity.
And the evidence of their influence is too obvious to avoid.
And they are left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
Left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that is knitted in,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
Left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that is knitted in,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
And they are left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that sits,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
Or can anyone conscious excuse the limits of it!
And the purpose with intentions to confine...
Those of shallow and unused minds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Darkness
The darkness is my friend.
The darkness consumes me within.
The darkness is what keeps me sane.
The darkness stops me from blowing out my brains.
The darkness is always there.
When i need someone just to care.
The darknes helps me to get through life.
The darkness gets rid me of my pain and strife.
The darkness is my friend.
The darkness won't hurt me the way you did.
poem by Jean Pullman
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A commodity appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But its analysis brings out that it is a very strange thing, abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties.
Everything Reminds Me Of Her
I never really had a problem because of leaving
But everything reminds me of her this evening
So if I seem a little out of it, sorry
But why should I lie?
Everything reminds me of her
The spin of the earth impaled a silhouette of the sun on the steeple
And I got to hear the same sermon all the time now from you people
Why are you staring into outer space, crying?
Just because you came across it, and lost it
Everything reminds me of her
Everything reminds me of her
Everything reminds me of her
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Helps Me Helps You
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me belongs to you
I understand what youre going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me helps you
Generosity helps me helps you
Conspiracy helps me helps you
Put you trust in me Ill help you too
Look at all the things Ive done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
Cos Ive got a great idea you see
What belongs to you belongs to me
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
Hypocrisy helps me helps you
Democracy helps me helps you
Ideology helps me helps you
Put your trust in me Ill help you through
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Too Used. And Feeling Not Enough...Too Loved!
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
Too afraid to say it!
And yet expecting...
Someone I wish,
To say this love...
Too much they gave!
Too abused by self denial.
And unrelenting to display my need.
Too much of this sits within me to reside.
I can not bear again to suffer,
Another broken heart...
To recover from love I give.
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
And too afraid to say it.
Or let go to heal and mend.
To give myself like that again...
Seems too soon.
But my desires to be touched,
Seem too impatient to wait...
To feed my hunger,
That contemplates with craving.
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
With hopes my wait...
Is not too late to unleash with excitement.
For one who can appreciate,
What I'm willing and now can give...
And take...
When right.
To share with that someone,
At night!
And in broad daylight.
To declare...
When that someday comes.
And I am done,
With a feeling that ends.
To begin...
Love again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Arms Of Boredom
I am bored, so indescribably, detestably bored
I can no longer find an activity which strikes a chord
I sit then stand, walk forever but go nowhere
So when you find entertainment please do share
Do you think I would sit here in silence if I could flee?
What will it take to make you see that this isn't really me?
Im not some hyper kid that is happy with a book or toy
No not anymore will I play that deceitful little ploy
Should I show you what this dullness can cause?
Because at the moment it seems like livings on pause
There is nothing left to cause this blood to flow
There is nothing that I really wish to do or know
I hold this phase in utter annoyance and contempt
It seems the whole worlds breathing but im held exempt
But me being me would mean that I am unpredictable
Not the average person or just another one of the rabble
So instead of wishing for excitement or something more
Ill continue to be bored until I find something I adore
Because maybe these years will be worth something
When I find a tune that I enjoy and at last be able sing
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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That's Not Her Picture
(Bill Anderson/Gary Burr)
That's not her picture
I wish it was
It came with the wallet
I keep it because
It reminds me of her
It reminds me of us
But that's not her picture
I haven't replaced it
I don't know why
It may be the blonde hair
It may be the smile
It brings back the feeling
For a little while
But that's not her picture
I know it's wrong, it's a total stranger
A photo from the discount store
But her picture's home in a thousand pieces
Scattered on the bedroom floor
She might have her eyes
Might have her face
Might look like her
In so many ways
It fools the heart
It fills the space
But that's not her picture
I know it's wrong, it's a total stranger
A photo from the discount store
But her picture's home in a thousand pieces
Scattered on the bedroom floor
That's not her picture
I wish it was
It came with the wallet
I keep it because
It reminds me of her
It reminds me of us
But that's not her picture
Thank you for asking
I miss her so much
But that's not her picture
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Shipmates & Cheyenne
This song was first released on the windsong album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Shipmates and cheyenne, raindrops and cryin
Haunt the dreams of an old, old man
Candles and church bells, laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind
Stallions and blizzards, steelies and lizards
Adrift in the meadows of time
No sense of progression, of age or direction
No meter, no form, no rhyme
Ill hold me one
Just one rising sun
Long after daylight is gone
Ill hold me one
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done
Kingdoms and cupboards, losers and lovers
And evnings of blackberry wine
Falling like sand, the memry of hands
And kisses, and whispers and sighs
Ill hold me one
Just one rising sun
Till long after daylight is gone
Ill hold me one
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done
Ill hold me one
One rising sun
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done
Words by joe henry, music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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There For A Reason
Anyone choosing to go against a grain,
Believing that nicks seen in an established pattern...
Isn't noticed,
But gets pricked for efforts to remove them...
For a smoother surface.
Will learn soon enough...
To leave what appears obvious alone.
Since what is 'not' obvious to many,
May be there for a reason to condone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be not a beggar
Avoid seeking aids
Unless in bare needs;
Avoid getting helps
Unless in dire needs.
Provide in equals
To those aids and helps.
You should not afford
To be a beggar.
Offer help and aids
That must not be baits;
Offer gifts and kinds
That should not be a debt.
Your pay out should not be
Less than your receipts.
You cannot afford to be a beggar,
You be not greedy
Which makes you ugly.
Then you aren’t shut
Doors by the dear ones.
You may remain poor
But not a beggar.
Being a beggar
Is worse than a slave.
18 09,2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Daylight
All of the nights when the light was low and day seemed so far away
Darkness was endless and i kept seeing ghosts turn in shades of grey
I wanted to see things just the way they used to be
Don't want those shadows hanging over me
Daylight, i wanna see daylight
Wanna see daylight that shines all around
Daylight, i wanna see clear blue light
Wanna see daylight that shines all around
Hours and hours in towers on the back road of tragedy
Voices are calling and fingers come on crawling all over me
Then when i sit up and my hands begin to shake
Suddenly there i see the dawn break
Only one thing keeping me sane, oh
song performed by by Asia
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