Heat And Ice Could Together Dwell
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
Oh I can be arrogant and I can be rude.
I can be tempermental and give attitude too.
I can be distant and be cold as hell.
Even though I've never understood how heat and ice,
Could together dwell.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
But when I'm pushed to the limit I can freeze and steam.
With a melting to eventually thaw,
To become someone's manipulated putty!
Showing a protective crust although within a soften dough.
And I hate it when its known I just puff to blow smoke.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose or Lose
Every day there's a fork in the road.
Do you settle for pie less a la mode?
Are you the seller or being sold?
Are you the teller or being told?
If you choose, you might be right;
If you don't, you lose the fight…
A fight to know where you stand,
Pursuing ways solely you planned.
If afraid to choose, you surely lose,
Missing chances only you refuse.
That choice is there just for you.
Let not love nor money dim your view.
In name and gender you had no choice.
Now able to choose, in unflinching voice,
Proclaim that friends you select
Reflect your own self respect.
Decide what's best and then believe
What you choose you will receive.
Accept no less than your worth.
You're the only one of you on earth!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Feel Terrific
You keep me lifted.
And I admit.
I feel terrific...
When I'm given this lift.
You keep me lifted,
And I admit...
I feel terrific,
When I'm given this lift!
No alcohol do I need to get this boost.
Anything that aggravates I just let loose.
I feel like sitting on the roof,
To do exactly what I choose.
When that mood in me rules!
And I want to get lifted.
I admit.
I feel terrific...
When I'm given this lift.
I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And be lifted with a boost.
Be specific.
When you get your lift.
Feel terrific.
And just handle it!
I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And,
Be...
Llifted with a boost.
I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And be lifted with a boost.
You keep me lifted.
And I admit.
I feel terrific...
When I'm given this lift.
You keep me lifted,
And I admit...
I feel terrific,
When I'm given this lift!
I do,
Just feel terrific.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And be lifted with a boost.
And you...
Can feel terrific.
Just choose...
To be terrific.
And be lifted with a boost.
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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Destroying The White Knight Syndrome.
Again i hear that desperate plea.
like voices in my head but you are real.
Damn girl you just don't give up that game.
chasing a dream.
if it could be so only so perfect.
but i know that not how things roll.
you know no love for nothing but self gain.
i got the white knight syndrome and want to help.
but i know i must wait for the true intent hasn't been revealed.
if i didn't know you so personally
i wouldn't have stuck around this long.
i wouldn't have been there for you to lean on.
a anchor in ground.
gave you a place to call home when you were all alone.
now its in your hands.
What will you do?
what will you choose?
i can't give my heart away that easily to you.
you destroyed me, and ripped my heart into oblivion.
but we can't have that again.
sometimes i feel its best we stay just friends.
But its not my move.
so what do you do?
so what do you choose? I
got nothing lose either way I'm set.
I don't need anything from you.
but if you ask I'll still come.
not because expecting something
but because i actually care.
I've known you since the age of 13.
but I'm now a man,
and you are a woman whose got a family. a bunch of little ones to raise. three different fathers complicates things.
But whatever it takes.
I'm ready to go on.
and accept that your still not ready to settle down with anyone.
but i, yeah i am.
So lets just keep it friends till i know your true intent.
its your move, so what do you do?
so what do you choose?
divided by the freedom of choice.
connected by friends.
let all this come to an end.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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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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Before They Choose
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
People want first to tease before they choose.
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
People want first to tease before they choose,
To refuse.
Giving one the eye to quickly hide!
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
Scouting for a prey,
To play.
And...
People want first to tease before they choose.
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
People want first to tease before they choose,
To refuse.
And...
Do.
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
People want first to tease before they choose.
People know those mixed signals sent.
And what is meant intended.
People want first to tease before they choose,
To refuse.
And...
Do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose To Fly
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life
0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.
0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.
0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.
0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.
poem by John Celes
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This Love of Life I've Come To Know
I did not come to know love,
To rid myself of it to hate.
I did not choose to unlock a door...
To then escape by building a gate.
I did not hop a fence,
To convince anyone I could run.
I did not come to face the truth,
To allow what I've learned to be undone.
I did not concentrate,
To then refuse comprehension.
I wanted and sought more to understand...
And stand to feel the Sun upon me come.
I did not come to know love,
To rid myself of it to hate.
I did not choose to unlock a door...
To then escape by building a gate.
My choice,
Was not to hide but decide my voice I'd share.
To say those things I felt and meant,
From a caring awareness I had to declare.
I did not hop a fence,
To convince anyone I could run.
I did not come to face the truth,
To allow what I've learned to be undone.
I did not earn anything,
With a purpose to throw it away!
Or someday myself betray.
Not to sacrifice this love of life I've come to know.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.
quote by George Eliot
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I choose bold. I choose action. I choose what's right for the people. I choose to make a difference.
quote by Bill Richardson
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Army of One
I do not see your intention.
Only my perception.
Actions must be clear.
As words can get misconstrued.
The intent behind an action,
Must have no expectation of other.
Only the will to achieve what it set out for.
Love is a choice, love is an action.
So is disappointment.
What do I choose?
I choose to be free.
Free of expectations, free of disappointment, free of fear.
To love unconditionally is the only way.
It is okay to be scared,
But it is not okay to let the fear control me.
If fear controls, fear wins.
If fear stops me, I have nothing to lose.
I have nothing to win either.
His will, my determination, my desire, His Glory.
I will lay my life down for such things.
For the battle has already been won.
When the battle line has been drawn,
It merely comes down to choosing which side I wish to fight on.
My side, or the right side.
I’ll choose the right side.
My side had many soldiers.
All fighting for their own causes.
The Many Armies of One.
The right side also had many soldiers.
An Army of One.
One army with one cause.
May His will be done.
For me, it already has!
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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His Way, My Way
I Have My way to do things
God gives us His Way.
We have a choice now
To choose wisely
If God will make His Way
Where there seems
To be No Other way.
He Works
In A Way
Where We cannot see or hear.
He will make
A way for us to follow
And to believe in His faith.
If we choose wrongly
We bear all consequences
We accept the punishments
Given by God.
So my friends, we
Must choose wisely the way
Of faithful living
And
Trusting in God.
One day by His Way,
We shall see
And meet our God.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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When One Chooses Evil Over Good...
how did one man choose
evil from good?
was it a matter of decision
to choose one that made him
feel right?
i've seen one man choose evil
over good
and he did not end
that well enough.
were he to be born again
and start at square one
will he choose evil just the same
and meet the same
tragic ending?
i guess he will choose it
again
because he always
remembers that feeling and
it made him feel
so good and so right
that he never thought it
even for once
to be evil
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Believe So...
does the wind choose to blow?
do rivers choose to run?
does your heart choose to beat?
i believe so...
does the earth choose to turn,
in perfect rhythm, year by year?
do the tides choose to come and go,
in cadence with the moon?
i believe so...
does society choose to be oppressed,
if only by apathy's inaction?
do we choose to let people starve
when we turn the other head?
i believe so...
do we choose war over peace,
to feed the need of greed?
do we choose to destroy nature
by our very lifestyles?
i believe so....
but can we change destiny,
and avert the final blow?
can we open our minds and hearts,
and reclaim life for the living?
i believe so...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I am that I am for C.P.Sharma
I speak to those who choose to hear
To those who choose to see, appear
If you believe you will perceive
if you accept you will receive.
The blessings that I offer you
and in return I ask you to.
Attempt to love your fellow man.
It is not easy but you can
What does it matter black or white
all men are equal in my sight.
You have free will and you must choose
to listen to me or refuse
Be still and let the silence speak.
I am that for which all men seek
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Independent view
I reject Christianity
the teachings of Mohammed too
I must confess I’m not a Jew
I deny their authority
I choose to take a different view.
But I do not expect you
to give up what you believe is true.
I can accept quite easily.
Others may hold different views
which they believe in fervently.
It’s up to them But I refuse
not to act independently
I have free will so I can choose
To take responsibility.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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When i die
when i die
i do not choose
whether my coffin is made
of coconut planks
or metal casing
i cannot choose but only those
who mourn for me
if they ever will
shall choose what they think
must fit me: the color and size
of my niche
whether flowers be skipped
or snacks be served
or blessing be made
i do not choose: what epitaphs
must they write
or sculpt on marble
or gold
i cannot choose what funeral rites
shall be
what church? who the priest shall be
that sprinkle water
over me?
in truth i do not care
for by then i cannot feel
in fact
what they have
in truth is only
my shell
joyous then
shall i escape somewhere
an angel guide
perhaps
or what if there's no one
there
or nothing dear?
what do i really care?
i still can't feel.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Elders and friends
I was reminded often
By elders and friends even
Don't choose unknown path
And never dive in deep water for bath
I used to feel bad about untimely advice
As it was not needed to keep up the promises
Who knew and what may be needed for action?
I accepted in principle but reserved reaction
For all these years I had grown under protective custody
I had kind parent, brothers, sisters and above all powerful almighty
Yet something pinched me and reminded all the times
Where was I heading for in aimless direction sometimes?
I went in search for the solution
It struck mind with internal resolution
Life is not meant for eating and passing time
It has to have some meaning all the times
I sat on railway track and continued
Until arrival of train broke the chain and discontinued
I witnessed the passing of train with thick smoke in air
Suddenly it struck me with the solution and it seemed fair
The last wagon was becoming smaller and smaller
Until it disappeared in horizon little later
I could trace only two tracks for observation
They were all meant for me to find out real situation
Yes life is full of good and bad tracks
That can never meet even if something is at stake
One can pass on single track for fulfillment of mission
One should be clearly choose between emission or omission
Life has to disintegrate in specified but uncertain terms
No one knows about it or when may be actual turn?
It is all that we forecast and leave it to the fate
Pray daily for it to be smooth soon or late
I have felt full satisfaction
As there is no doubt for any of the action
It is individual's choice
To keep self ready without any noise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not Proven
They tell me I will go to hell.
Condemned for all eternity.
I don’t believe the tales they tell.
The being who created me
gave me a brain which I can use
to choose which pathway I should take
what I accept or I refuse.
The choice is mine alone to make
No man can tell me what to do
to save my soul: They do not know
what they believe may not be true.
They have no proof which they can show.
to convince me that they are correct...
They think I’m foolish I expect.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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