I Chose to Like My Own Life
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then to do it.
Since many then pretended,
With no identifiable dignity.
Or a pride that had reality.
I chose to live my life right.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading.
With dim light to pass.
I chose to greet the morning Sun.
Feeling a freedom at last.
Like never before I felt could be done.
I opened the door inside of me once closed.
And released my own mind...
To find a truth I could believe,
See and daily breathe.
And wanting more of 'me' exposed.
And I chose to like my own life.
Not finding fault or wrong with it.
Or defending what for me felt right.
What for me I knew existed.
I chose to like my own life to live,
As I do...
To prove,
It is mine to live it as I choose.
And this day I choose to live my life!
And so peaceful do I sleep at night.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading,
Behind an assortment of masks.
With no direction on my path,
Cemented and paved.
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then.
Since many then pretended.
As if that was their task.
And pretending for me,
Has ended.
As clear as unstained glass,
Allows light to pass through it brighter...
With no intention to leave a blemish.
Coming as it does,
To radiate that which lives.
And this day I choose to live my life!
For me...and you too.
To get those deeds we need to do,
Done.
Knowing now we have identified,
And overcomed the fear...
Of liking one another like we like ourselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As I Aged With A Growing
I've doubled up on my love for life.
I learned games to play and I've paid that price.
But those nights and my youthful days grew colder.
And as I aged with a growing,
Some things I collected along the way...
I had to throw away with a knowing,
It was I who chose to live my life.
And I began to choose what was right for me.
I've doubled up on my love for life.
With a choice to let go and enjoy the ride.
Regardless who debated over the choices that I make.
No one knows what it takes for me to live.
With a doing it as if I live obstacle free.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patterned By Christ
I want to live my life every day, pointing others to a better way,
In how to live their daily life, through the power of Jesus Christ,
To live in that way prescribed, by Jesus Christ, before He died,
For all believers Christ did give, the pattern of how we’re to live.
Just how to live our life for God, while we’re on this earthly sod,
A life to glorify our Risen King, through every day in everything,
For this life isn’t intended me, but for pointing others to eternity,
Where we’ll live forever friend; in a life with God that has no end.
I live this life not on my own, but with power from God’s Throne,
This as I live my life for Him, the one who saved me from my sin,
A life at first you don’t chose, but once you start you can’t lose,
As living each day for the Lord, produces for one untold reward.
Living no longer for yourself, creates a sense of spiritual wealth,
Learning to live a day at a time, produces in one, peace of mind,
Following that pattern left for us, in The Father, I learned to trust,
While in my life God does for me, so much more than I can see.
The only one I choose to follow, in the world so dark and hollow,
As God fills all that emptiness, with The Savior’s Righteousness,
While the pattern Christ left for man, leads to God’s Eternal Plan,
In a coming life we’ve yet to see, that will begin for us in Eternity.
(Copyright ©07/2008)
Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
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We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Multiple Choices That Saved Me
You Chose:
………… to leave heaven and come to earth
………… to be born by a virgin birth
………… not to give in to temptation
………… but to die for my salvation.
You Chose:
………… not Your way but Your Fathers will
………… to climb the steep Calvary hill
………… to hang upon that cross for me
………… to give Your life and set me free
You Chose:
………… for me, to give Your final breath
………… to enter into the realms of death
………… to conquer death that I might live
………… to cry out loud, 'Father forgive'
Sometimes I Wonder Why
Silent my nights.
And,
Often...
Too remote.
And too often...
I'm reminded,
I chose.
Silent my nights.
And,
Often...
Too remote.
And too often...
I'm reminded,
I chose.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I chose...
To live a single life.
And be alone.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I chose...
A life of squeezing pillows,
With no one else to hold me...
Close.
Silent my nights.
And,
Often...
Too remote.
And too often...
I'm reminded,
I chose.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I chose...
A life of squeezing pillows,
With no one else to hold me...
Close.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I chose...
To live a single life.
And be alone.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I chose...
To live a single life.
Silent my nights.
And,
Often...
Too remote.
And too often...
I'm reminded,
I chose.
Sometimes I wonder why.
Sometimes I wonder why.
Sometimes I wonder why.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choices
Some choices that we make in life, are not centered on Jesus Christ.
We ignore the voice we hear inside, as Christ’s Truth we push aside.
But at the time we believe in Christ, He becomes the center of our life.
From then on it can not be denied, that from The Lord we can not hide.
We need to glorify Christ all through, everything in life we say and do.
All the choices we make each day, must reflect that we know The Way.
Friend, do our choices and our ways, lift up to The Lord Eternal Praise?
Or do we mix darkness with light, and say to our self, it seems alright?
Check with Christ before you choose, and dear friend, you will not lose.
For Christ gave us His Word to use, when we embraced His Good News.
And we must live in accord with Him, to avoid in life what could be sin.
My friend, we must walk in New Life, if we profess to know Jesus Christ.
Christ also gave us His Spirit inside, and He is for us an Eternal Guide.
He guides us in all Truth my friend, and in His leading we can depend.
And The Spirit we can not grieve, making ill choices we may conceive.
Follow The Spirit’s lead my friend, and you will have peace in the end.
Remember Jesus made a choice for you, that wasn’t easy for Him to do.
He chose to give His life for you and I, so we could live with Him on high.
And from Him we receive New Birth, to live anew while upon this earth,
So we can live our present life, to draw other men to New Life in Christ.
Choose to Live Life
IF is more 'is' today than ever.
There is no quiz about it now.
And doubts once allowed are gone.
Believe it.
And become doubt free.
It is there in your face.
With nothing else to replace it.
Wishing it would go away...
Fades with a reality that stays,
Unerased!
With traces of pain...
To frame delusions.
Believe it.
And become doubt free.
Choose to live your life.
Yesterday,
Those easy daydreams came.
Sweetened with weekend escapades.
To leave behind a week,
Of those scheduled committments.
You sought to meet and keep.
Now a seriousness appears.
To reminisce those things done...
As dropping teardrops come to some.
Choose to live your life.
IF is more 'is' today than ever.
There is no quiz about it now.
And doubts once allowed are gone.
One must choose to live life!
No longer can anyone afford to sacrifice time...
To appease the whims of others.
Especially if they are in debate...
Discussing the value of your fate.
Choose to live life...
With a happiness sought without 'things'.
Or a happiness someone promises to bring.
Choose to live life!
Your life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hope
Life on earth is hard,
It is something we earned,
Every day a body is burned,
What a terrible fate,
Then I saw you,
Your smiling face,
You filled my life with grace,
What a beautiful fate,
So I took a deep breath,
Found the courage to keep going,
This might be my fate,
In your eyes,
In your eyes I saw hope,
In your eyes I saw life,
In your eyes I saw love,
In your eyes I saw the love of life,
I chose to live,
I chose to live for you,
In everything I do,
To always be with you,
Together we will live,
To others we will give,
Hope we will deliver,
With love, no one will suffer,
In your eyes,
In your eyes I see hope,
In your eyes I see life, Â
For you I'd give it all up,
For you I'd give up life,
Life on earth is hard but not with you,
Your eyes shine with the light of love,
With you I feel the blessings from above,
Your eyes see the depths of my soul,
Shining your light into my life,
I hope your love is my fate,
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In your eyes I see love and light,
With you my hope is for life!
28 May 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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It would be me
It would be me
Not anybody else
Dear my family, dear my friend
It would be me to live my life
Not anybody else
Though someone I adore
Though someone I really want to be
It would be me who decide my path
Not anybody else
Through my dream, through my hatred
Through my power, through my shame
If I say ‘yes’ some door will be opened, some closed
It would be me which way I choose
If I say ‘no’ some door will be opened anyway, some closed
Not anybody else who face my test
If I ‘m confused some will hurt or gone, some will take a time
Though someone replaces me, though someone is better
It would be me
Not anybody else
Who live now, who breathe this time
In this body, in this mind, with this soul
It would be me
Not anybody else
Though I go hiding somewhere, don’t know what to do anyway
I should live, I would continue my life as long as I still breathe
It would be me
Not anybody else
Who live my life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Act Of Depression
I tried to cry out from the inside,
But I guess my soul did not pour itself out enough
Blood on the walls, flaming black, blood on the walls,
I saw you staring through the cracks
No one was to know what was happening in me I felt no love,
I felt no reason to carry on with my life
Everything was wrong, nothing was right,
At least that is what I thought
Kids finding laughter at my expense
They were killing me on the inside they couldn't give up their pride
My heart was bleeding from so much grieving
On the outside I looked fine,
You couldn't tell but on the inside was eternal hell
I got caught up in the moment of depression,
and before I knew it my bodywas lying on the ground
With a gun in my hand my hourglass was out of sand
Thanks to all the people who drove me to death
Without you I could of never ended my breath
Through your anger and hate, I was able to choose my fate
There was a way out, but I chose the easy route
Blast of a gun, breath runs out, final thoughts put to extinction
No more pain, no more love,
For you have chosen suicide as the way out... help them
Ice cold fingers, body lays on the floor,
pool of blood you see, you scream out in terror
Her body is now a part of mutilation,
Her soul the victim of strangulation
I will not accept this evil anymore
I never thought of who I hurt or I never tried to look for the good
I'm sorry for whoever I hurt, it's not easy to look back on my life,
and know I did not know Christ
For now I live in a real hell
I wish I had another chance... then I would live my life with love
song performed by by Underoath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Angel of the Sky
Some people don't know you like I do
Some people don't trust you like I do
Some people would rather choose a fool,
because they don't know you like I do
As a result, people fear the night,
the dangerous creatures that lurk within.
They bring their hopes completely down,
until surrender is hard to resist.
In contrast, I do love the night
There's awesome creatures that may exist,
during the times when I go out.
That's when I know that they do live
So I do not fear the night,
because there's miracles waiting outside,
once I look at the beautiful sky,
because lying in that beautiful sky,
is the angel of the sky, the hero in our lives.
The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives
And I don't fear the time;
there's lots of time for all to pass-by.
Once you look at the gorgeous sky,
pray to God to give you light.
You will see that there is time.
He is the light of all our lives,
The inspiration of my entire life,
The buried treasure that I find,
and what I'll live for till I die.
In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
My darkness is lighted by his light
He makes my life a better life
The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives
But some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some would choose a fool rather than you,
because they don't know you like I do.
They don't know the wonders of the sky
They don't know the meaning of this life
Or the times it takes from having to try,
to finally achieve something in this life.
It's hard to describe this art of life
It's hard to describe all of my difficult times,
because once in my life the light did die;
it wasn't easy to restore the light.
The light was dying and I fell behind
Hope I tried finding but I didn't know you
The light was dying and so was I
But hope I tried finding till I found you
So when I stare at the night, and the stars in the sky
A signal uncovered I try to find
One that leads my life back into your light,
to live in harmony all the time.
I am not scared of the taunting dark
Miracles await to eventually spark
For the very first time, if you just look at the sky,
because lying in the sky is the hero of my life
He's the sun that brings us immense light,
the love that always glides my life,
the strength that helps me win a fight.
He's what I'll live for till I die
In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
Looking at the sky brings me peace inside
I smile at knowing his presence lies in my life.
The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives
Some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some people will never trust you like I do
They do not know the wonderful things that you can do,
by being the angel of the sky,
the hero in my life.
The hero in my life
The angel that lies in the sky
You're the angel of the sky
The hero in my life
The angel of the sky
The hero in my life
poem by Jordys Herrera
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It Would Not Feel For Me Right
It would not feel for me right,
If I could live over...
My life.
Or show that I could be more polite,
Than those opposing that I chose,
What I do because it is liked.
And,
It would not feel for me right,
If I slept peacefully and deep at night.
When others around me knew hunger,
And I had not a problem with my appetite.
It would not feel for me right,
If I pretended to dislike flying kites.
Since if I had a bike I would try to fly a kite,
And not get entangled.
It would not feel for me right,
If I slept peacefully and deep at night...
Knowing that my neighbors stayed away from my sight,
Learning to tango.
Oh no...
That would not feel for me right,
If I could live over,
My life.
Especially when so many people,
Have been exposed...
To things I don't know.
Like the 'tango'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But One Life
i have but one life to live
and for my LORD- this life i will give.
he has led me through the darkness of night
and showed my soul how to fight.
he was there when i was in despair
where people turned their backs and did not care.
he showed me the true strength that we all have within
to fight the demons that lie in wait
if in him we keep our faith.
he is the water that quenches our thirst
he is the food that we eat first
he is the sun/son that gives us the light
and the one who gives us the stars at night.
he is the one who showed us to forgive
and in my heart will forever live.
he has given us 'free will ' to choose
and it's up to us, if we win or loose.
so with all that he has given us
in him we should put our trust.
all the problems will begin to unravel
because of the road- which i chose to travel.
so my life i give to him
to continue to take away my mortal sins.
poem by Louis Rams
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Life Is ...
life is fear
a pain from within
then love sparks out
and hopes to change
life is a new chance
to say 'I'm sorry'
and listen to others
tell the same sad story
hope for a future
bright and strong
some stand tall
but others tend to fall
life is given to you
everyday
how you chose to spend it
anyway
let love guide you
to your path
and never forget
that after math
your life is yours
live as you chose
even with everyone
telling bad news
life means
a great many of things
to me it means hope
and whatever it brings
so hold your head high
and never look back
we all have an awful past
but some we lack
I wish you the best
wherever you go
but never say
I didn't warn you so
life brings struggles
to all who dare
to try and make it
by their own fair
cheer up
be free
but never
just let it be
the sky is the limit
it seems like a bore
but it's up to you
which way do you soar?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Professional Discontent
Some chose the farm but gave it up with ease,
As it didn't yield the fruits of labour hard,
When changes came in sun, rain, soil and wind,
And nature's furies ruined what escaped!
Some chose a profession, bit white-collared,
And fleeced their clients, customers, patients,
Earning huge sums in easy ways for long,
But gave it through dissatisfaction!
Some chose to be a man, woman of God,
And bounties poured in abundance by grace,
Turned mercenary from missionary,
And left the fold from Shepherd as plain sheep!
No one seems content with one's profession!
No one is satisfied with divine gifts;
No one lives as per Scriptural guidance;
All want to live their earthly life with ease!
Does man really pine to see God's face?
Do men prefer the after-life o'er life?
Even the pious are victims of greed!
Man's troubles escalate when God's forgot!
It matters not what profession you choose!
You got to be dedicated, righteous;
And God rewards each one equally well!
Earthly inequality is man-wrought!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-12
poem by John Celes
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Live Your Life Be Free
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open up your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
I see you walking with her
I see you all around
But you don't seem very happy now
You seem very down
I know you feel an obligation
To her emotional state of mind
This is the time in your life baby
When you should be having a good time
And if you want me I'll be there
To run my fingers through your hair
And if you need me its alright
Come on over baby, and see me tonight
You got to
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You know that I'll be waiting
You know my heart is true
I will be your everything
And give everything to you
So if you want me baby I know
Don't have to knock knock down my doors
Her heart was meant to be broken that day
You got a lot of love to live
So why dont you
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
And when you free your mind
You will leave your past behind
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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It Is The Restriction To Limits I Resist
I see nothing wrong,
With anyone being idealistic.
It is the restriction to limits I resist.
And anyone voicing their opinion on this...
Would be hard pressed to convince me,
Of their experiences.
Especially If I suspect,
Their minds are closed to adventures.
And they reject a life with premeditated objections.
That is not living.
That is a fear to live.
What is the point of having the gift of life...
If someone hides from it,
To be convinced which way to live is right!
If I chose to be restricted,
I would first live,
To then create those ideals.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wake Up And Live
Wake up and live
Wake up and live your life see what there is to see
I won't sit around all day cause life means more to me
wake up and live
so many kids content to sleep their lives away
but I'm gona try to make themost out of this day
wake up and live
it takes some motivation It takes some love for life
why just sit complacent and let life pass you by
boredom is a choice I choose not to make
unlock that door, strive for more
there's a better path to take
WAKE UP AND LIVEbreath every breath
WAKE UP AND LIVE until my death
WAKE UP AND LIVE so much to do
WAKE UP AND LIVE all of you
c'mon, open your eyes
song performed by by Youth Of Today
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Something about me
I will tell you about me like this:
I will never be tall,
I will never be small,
I will never be a man,
I will never be a football fan.
I would certainly like to have coffee in bed,
but it looks so sad,
as I’ll have to get up,
without any make up,
then … to dress, then to undress.
I will never jump as high as 2 meters,
because…I won’t be able to run up.
May be I could run up but…
I won’t be able to come off the ground
and everyone will laugh around.
I will never get a Nobel Premium
I will not live a millenium.
I will never sing at the Opera House,
I will not live in Laos
and a young guy will not tell me:
I love you and miss.
But now, I know quite well,
there is something I have to tell
to my grandson, to my dearest one.
I have passed through all.
Now you are tall.
You have to understand,
it’s not so easy to live on this Land.
You are free to chose,
but I don’t want you to lose.
I haven’t become this or that
but I never regret of the passed days.
I will give you nothing
but my life experience.
and without any interference into your life
I would like to say:
Have patience!
Have enough valiance!
Never think about vengeance!
Give to older ones reverence!
Live your life with prudence!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hopefully
When I wrote this...
You weren't ready.
You were still waiting for rainbows,
And clouds with silver lining.
You were defining life,
As I lived it with curiousity!
As I chose adventure...
Over nursury rhymes.
When I wrote this,
I knew better then
What came to me fresh
Was not someone else's collected wishes.
These gifts were mine,
And I wanted to share!
But you were hoping,
Glittering gold dust from the skies
Would pour upon you in buckets.
And wealthy you would live,
In the world to hide.
When I wrote this...then!
I knew when found,
There will be something you will come to confide.
You will awaken to realize fantasy,
As entertainment choking you with lies.
And when I wrote this,
That was true then.
And when you find this to read...
Hopefully your wounds are healing!
Hopefully some reality has been introduced!
Hopefully truth is being induced and not reduced,
By your camouflaging campaigns.
To show how well you can remain disguised!
Why?
When all that you are has been exposed!
And hopefully you will awaken,
With a wish to enhance the life you chose.
Hopefully!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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