How Joyous Is That Song Sung?
Is there really a freedom that comes,
When one is released from the fear
Of obstacles?
Isn't that experience secretly enjoyed,
In one's life?
To awaken each day to face created challenges?
If they are gone...
How joyous is that song sung?
Doesn't it become monotonous,
To eventually sing the same tune endlessly?
To then begin feeling guilty about continuous joy felt?
And becoming afraid to express it,
Knowing someone will be annoyed by this?
There seems to be more happiness shared,
Between those who are depressed.
At least they are not moaning alone.
They seem to be together,
In a bonded collectiveness.
But when one is laughing...
And no one else is around?
A staring is done.
And it is difficult to determine,
If this is resentment.
Or expressions of sympathy given.
Especially if the laughter done increases.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Freedom Song
I sing for Freedom, from now on
I touch,
I see,
I hear,
I breathe,
I taste
“Freedom Freedom”
The sea and her waves sing “Freedom Freedom”
The ebb and the flow take me by the hand and dance once and again,
Rise and fall,
Up and down
That’s the rhythm of life
That's the rhythm of our dance too
To the rhythm of the Freedom Song they feel good,
I feel nice, I feel free
The tune was made by birds
Do,
Re,
Mi,
Fa,
Sol,
La,
Si
They compose
The Azure makes the song more and more splendid
The Great Smoky Mountains sings too Freedom Freedom
The sunbeam increases the song rhythm
The soft breeze makes the leaves clap,
Unconsciously my body keeps shivering
All flowers smile and sway on the rhythm of the Freedom Song
Freedom Freedom that’s all I feel,
That’s all they say, that’s all they sing and tune
What great moments! ! !
***Freedom Forever & Ever
{July 04,2009}
poem by Glamorous Enigma
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Depressed With Love
Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it!
Some folks don't have it at all to give.
Negative and selfish takers...
Collecting waste and making heartbreakers.
That's what is done,
When someone dumps upon another someone.
For fun and stupidity.
Being as ignorant as they can be.
Oh I can't explain how that gets to me.
But it does.
Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it
Instead of throwing kisses...
I'd like to split a few lips with my fists.
I know that's not 'politically correct'
To handle those I view as misfit.
But it sometimes gets difficult to express...
I'm feeling deep warmth and happiness at best!
When I know I expose an anger on my face,
That hides a glowing love kept depressed...
In public I'd like to erase.
But honestly...
Am I the only one that wishes to spank a few butts?
Because a mess spreading has fed many of us up?
And no one wants to RECOGNIZE LOVE for what it is?
This is what gets me livid and pissed.
Yes.
Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I can hardly express in words my deep feeling and sympathy for them, knowing as I do, the many serious handicaps and obstacles that will confront them in almost every walk of life.
quote by Major Taylor
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How Different Feelers Are!
A difficult catch was floored,
In which the batsman felt relieved,
The fielder felt having done his best
And the bowler felt disappointed.
An easy catch was slipped,
In which the batsman felt happy,
The fielder felt ashamed
And the bowler became annoyed.
A difficult catch was taken,
In which the batsman felt crestfallen,
The fielder became proud
And the bowler grew joyous.
An easy catch was taken,
In which the batsman felt guilty,
The fielder felt fortunate
And the bowler got his pride.
How different the feelers are
In a given situation!
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Life roads
We all have different life roads,
we all think which one to choose,
some choose their road and crawl it,
they have no wish to fly.thinking it's a wit.
It's hard for them to learn the truth of life,
such people go with the tide
and fear like a hare living in a form with fright;
their feelings and soul are hidden,
they are always afraid to be bitten;
they take life as a boring groove,
it's so difficult for them to move.
Some people think that happiness -
living in a golden cage.
They speak with rage about freedom;
the golden cage is their stage.
In relation to some of those who get freedom:
they fuss, they dash about,
don't know what to do with it
and their life also becomes a rut,
they step on their own foot.
May be Shakespeare's famous words were true
'Life is a stage, and we are all actors'.
We all have entrances and our exits,
we take them as facts and persist.
But I would like to sing a song for those
who were not afraid to fall
but did everything in their power,
strained themselves in the utmost.
They had enough courage and strength
to get up and go on up the hill,
having their greatest will
they can surely pay for their life bill.
The science of life is so complicated
and only by God it can be rated.
But the roads of life are all self created.
Larisa R(Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Song
I have no song
But still I sing
I let my voice
Fly on wing
For even though
My heart is bare
I have a song
Yet to spare
The song I sing
It has not one word
But far and wide
It's ever heard
My song is
Universal see
Song of wild
Always free
Sung by many
Sung by one
Sung beneath
A dying sun
Song of joy
Yet song of pain
Song of long nights
In the rain
Song of battles
Song of strife
Song of death
But also life
I'll sing untill
I have no breath
And then I'll sing
My song in death
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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On A Daily Basis
I am often humbled,
By those expressions made
Regarding my thoughts...
With any impressions,
They have laid to stay in minds.
I find I am fascinated.
Whether appreciated or not,
I have to stop sometimes to wonder.
This I've been doing for such a while now.
And I try to maintain a comprehension about life,
With curiosity.
And that isn't easy to express at times.
Especially when my feelings,
Are not heightened by a respect I should let show.
Finding a pinch given gets more attention,
Than a peck on the cheek with cheesiness.
And I ain't that kind of a writer.
And I've been attacked for being black.
Not because I express that!
But...
Because my comments offend,
Those pretending I should not notice bigotry displayed.
Or that I have not been in contact with racism.
I am aware of Disneyland but I've never been.
I can only elaborate on my own personal encounters.
Especially regarding my own life.
With obstacles, strife and tribulations.
Like others who write and many who do not,
There are things I dislike.
There are aches and pains and sufferings I've gained,
From this experience.
But...
Do I choose to dwell on them?
Sure I do.
When it feels good to do it!
But what purpose is being achieved?
A bonding with agony?
Please.
I was in the military,
With guys who bragged about their wounds.
And displayed scars like badges.
On the regular.
So many people carry and share their frustrations.
As if life is an experience only known to a few who live it!
And I've learned life is to be enjoyed!
With as much happiness one allows.
And I say allow!
Since so many choose not to do that!
Many have chosen to be victims.
Listen to them.
This is not denied.
When I discovered peace of mind...
I did not realize I had to pay for it!
Yes!
It ain't free.
And I did with tears, heartache...
And emotional investments!
With lost dignity too.
I held onto my identity.
I knew early it was precious.
One day my faith awakened me with sunlight so bright!
And nature awaiting my acceptance to share it.
I felt at one with the Earth.
I felt I had to thank it
For allowing me to leech upon its goodness.
And not to my surprise the Earth complied.
I expressed a gratefulness to God,
For all the gifts I received that came unwrapped.
I felt a release from entrapments.
And I rid myself of limitations.
Knowing if I was to be ignorant about anything...
Affecting my experience.
There was a lot of misunderstanding I refused to admit.
I had to let that go.
It showed on my face too much.
Today I choose to be naive.
About many things.
With a clarity that there is so much I'd like to learn.
On a daily basis.
I choose to have my life to live it.
Carrying around bitterness is such a waste of time.
Especially when time, as we know it...
IS for the most part,
A human illusion!
Made to market and appease frustrations.
And shopping can frustrate more than constipation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song Sung Blue
Written by: neil diamond
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Sing them out again
Song sung blue
Weeping like a willow
Song sung blue
Sleeping on my pillow
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know it, start to feeling good
You simply got no choice
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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I Am ... I Said
Written by: neil diamond
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Sing them out again
Song sung blue
Weeping like a willow
Song sung blue
Sleeping on my pillow
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know it, start to feeling good
You simply got no choice
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Qualified by experience for M 'lady Tara
The university of life
does not award fancy degrees.
Nor does it charge tuition fees.
Enrols you automatically
at birth involuntarily.
Provides the opportunity.
To learn by hard experience.
The lessons that you need to know.
The trials you must undergo.
The challenges you have to face.
Determine if you pass or fail.
What matters is that you prevail.
Pursue your dreams relentlessly.
Success or failure’s up to you
You will receive what you are due.
No more no less than what you’ve earned.
With life experience as your guide
you face the future qualified.
To over come the obstacles
which are imposed by circumstance.
At least you have a fighting chance.
Paper degrees don’t guarantee
that you can face adversity.
And win hands down defiantly.
Unlike life’s university.
Which teaches you what you can do
to overcome what troubles you.
06/08/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Blessed With This Gift
If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
With a feeling that expresses a gratefulness,
To experience this gift.
They will see opportunity.
And know to them it has already been given.
If one makes a decision,
Life is to be lived and not taken for granted...
Blessings given will be shared,
If they awaken with thoughts...
To be to others more caring!
If...
And that's not a big 'if' to ponder.
Not to awaken thinking of possibilities!
Or what this day given brings.
If...
One makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
One just has to start,
Realizing each day when they awaken...
They have already been blessed with a gift!
If...
For them that is a decision made,
To see a life that has been given that way...
Fortunes are at their fingertips.
With a pricelessness that enriches.
If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
And feeling blessed with this gift.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rattled
Don't think that floating boat,
You sit in needs no one to paddle.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
You can handle this with feelings felt specific.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
You can handle this and quick.
With a healing that mends.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
Knowing you are well equipped to face and conquer battles.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
No need to get annoyed,
From annoyances that sit.
Or let yourself just drift.
With experience dismissed.
Knowing you are well equipped to face and conquer battles.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
Don't think that floating boat,
You sit in needs no one to paddle.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
Knowing you are well equipped to face and conquer battles.
You can face conflicts,
To unravel what has rattled.
And battle anything,
If you sit tall in that saddle.
Don't think that floating boat,
You sit in needs no one to paddle.
You need to grab those paddles,
And begin to steer that boat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What A Feeling
Nows the time when this will turn to fruit
All the poppies gonna push up through
And I can see the ground below
The places that I know, disappearing
And I can see the winter fade
I dont feel so afraid its clearing
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Life is only half way in our hands
Years have passed while I was making plans
And I could never find the words
I always felt absurd, and always outside
But now I know I shouldnt care
Theres a song already there
Waiting inside
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
And I can feel the crock unwind
The parts of me I tied are running
And all the birds are in my head
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Feeling 'Whole' I Do!
To live is to learn and to grow...up!
Here I am at 62 and I tell you this...
My best 'teachers' I disagreed with.
Yes, I did.
Only to realize...
Now I value their assessments,
Of the 'me' I denied existed.
To be 'now' more of that 'me'
They saw I did not see before.
And I am so glad I found myself.
With a patience to put ignored pieces together.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
With self examinations through,
And completed with no tests to tease.
Seeing is believing to testify what is true!
And 'free' with a peace of mind I am.
I can release to leave doubts behind.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
And the experience of it...
I wish others could achieve,
To release themselves from turmoil.
And inner conflict stubbornly held...
With perceptions gone unaddressed.
To face them as they are is best.
This clears the mind of mental stresssss,
Yessss!
And as difficult as a quiz can get...
It is with acceptance,
Challenges can be met with success.
With a removal of those obstacles.
That seem so plentiful,
On paths we walk alone.
Condoning with an acceptance done.
Without confronting them one by one!
If one confesses and leave behind...
The useless time spent in regret!
And turning those obstacles,
Into worthless pebbles to forget!
Oh,
Feeling 'whole' I do.
Choosing to let the 'me' in 'me'
Just 'be'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Just A Song (Lyric) :
You hear the sound of the song.
It's coming on real strong.
It gives you a sense of strength.
it filters through the air.
It lifts you off the ground.
We hear from town to town.
It's just a song-sung-long.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
it's just a song.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
It takes you out in space.
Closer to second base.
It follows through so cool.
The smoothest thing for you.
A sound that sounds so clear.
A sound you'll want to hear.
It's just a song-sung-long.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
It's just a song.
It's just a-song-sung-long.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
It sends you through the air.
A sound that makes you high.
It makes you feel so good.
A sound that always should.
Just lifts you off the ground.
We hear from town to town.
It's just a-song-sung-long.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
It's just a song.
It's just a-song-sung-long.
A sing-a-long-song-sung.
It's just a song.
it's just a song..
Song-Lyric-Poetry by Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1989,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
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poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Always On Cue
Life should be in tune with you,
A gentle song, always on cue,
Soft lingering smile, by pleasure kissed,
Sunbeams that pierce the early mist.
Listening to the chorus of birds at dawn,
Glimpsing blossom on a wild hawthorn,
Laughter pulsating through the veins,
Happiness filled with sweet refrains.
Feeling such balance and harmony,
When I'm with you, and you're with me.
Life should be in tune with you,
A gentle song, always on cue.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Resentment?
Resentment?
I have never met anyone,
With abilities and skills...
That expressed a resentment,
Towards anyone seeking to be convinced...
Talents they possess,
Could be used at someone else's benefit.
And there to easily access.
But had been ignored,
For another sought to address...
That left them with an impression to express.
Resentment?
How many people do you know,
Would give up their expertise freely?
To confess to anyone,
That a giving up of their unpaid time...
Had been rejected,
Without a compensation of payment done.
To allow a continuance of their peace of mind?
And this they kept protected.
Acknowledging how this was difficult to find.
Resentment?
I doubt very seriously if they had that feeling.
Perhaps relieved...
What they brought to offer to others,
Had not been dissected or scrutinized.
With a diluting done of their freely given abilities.
Resentment?
Would not be the word I'd use,
To define their state of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Sweet Day (feat. Mariah Carey)
with Carey Mariah)
Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
'cause you've flown away
So far away
Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive
Refrain:
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven
Darling I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
And I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
And I miss the love we shared
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven
Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven
Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
[email protected]
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Song Song Blue
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Sing them out again
Song sung blue
Weeping like a willow
Song sung blue
Sleeping on my pillow
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know, start to feeling good
You simply got no choice
[break]
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know, start to feeling good
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Life Is Nothing
Life is nothing without you.
It's just continuous time.
Its meaning is lost on me, I fear.
It's just one unendurable climb
to find where you are.
and feel its meaning again.
I felt it before.
I must find it anew.
For life is nothing without you.
Life was everything that life can be
when time stopped moving so slow.
It meant that all the things that I had
kept my life aglow
with pieces of happiness
shining like the sun.
And why was that?
It was because we were one.
We were in tune
with life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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