It Is a Great Feeling to Wake Up
It is a great feeling to wake up!
And not be intimidated by an array of fears.
To enjoy one's life the way it is...
And not be bombarded,
By a schedule kept routined...
With a wish restrictions would just disappear.
With a life like this,
Seems so limited.
Until one decides life is to be lived.
And not chased by demands...
That can drain a peace of mind.
Only to discover a basicness that appears.
And it is great to finally wake up...
To find a simple existence,
Leads to true happiness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Want To Wake Up
I heard what you said, and I can tell you its true
I heard youve said that I am crazy about you
Turn in my sleep, the bad dream is over
Think of you and shall I ever recover?
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
I stood at the kitchen-sink, my radio played
Songs like tainted love and love is strange
As I listened and the words hit my ears
I cried sudden tears
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
Wake up
(wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
(its mad, its mad, its mad)
Its mad, to be in love with someone else
When youre in love with him, shes in love with me
But you know as well as I do
I can never think of anyone but you
(all my life,
All my life
I want to wake up)
Play with fire, play with guns
Its easy to impress someone
Turning in my sleep, you call me a fool
To fall in love, is it so uncool?
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
Now, I want to wake up
Wake up
(wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
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I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up, with you, oh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh - oooh)
I, I want to wake up, with you, oh, ooh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh) I want to wake up, wake up, wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up, wake up, wake up with you
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh) I want to wake up, ooh, ooh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
Ooh
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Repossess The Basicness Of Life
Separate 'things'
From your evaluation of happiness.
Repossess the basicness of life...
If you can remember how that time was spent.
The moment your were persuaded to abandon it,
For a chase to retrieve creature comforts...
Was the day you believed,
Your life was to live impressing others.
And your creditors are the ones left,
Who are least amused by your choices made.
Release this from the confines of your mind,
And decide to live.
Repossess the basicness of life.
Remove those restrictions you have imposed...
To feel deserving of an earned peace of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Need You
(deke richards)
As I glance across the table
Your empty chair is out of place
Living here just aint that easy now
But there are signs of trying on my face
We need you
Youre the strength
Youre the sunshine of our days
We need you
And the wisdom of your ways
In our dreams, you are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you
Life is one long lonely day
Both the kids, they still love you
You know, they always ask me
When is daddy coming home
Then we talk, and laugh about the good times
Without you, they still feel so alone
We need you
Youre the strength
Youre the sunshine of our day
We need you
And the wisdom of your way
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you, life is one long lonely day
Someones knocking at the door of my heart
Telling me what we need
Is a brand new start
That aint true
We need you
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
We need you
We need you
In our dreams you are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
We need you
We need you
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
song performed by by Diana Ross
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In My Old Age A Great Happiness
IN MY OLD AGE A GREAT HAPPINESS
In my Old Age
A great Happiness
Comes over me.
Why?
I cannot exactly say
I walk I sing
Music and Poetry in me.
The Spring
The Light the Flowers
Some Great Peace
Of all the years I have been
My children
My step-grandchildren
So much I love
Eretz Yisrael.
How happy the light
Of this green day
All the while
Forgetting
The fears of what might be
The uncertainy of what is
The pains of what will be-
A great Happiness
A great Happiness
Thank G-d I have here now still
Thank God for so much goodness in my life.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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No Life Is Right Until Lived
When the thrill of living my life has quieted to end,
I will not be discovered procrastinating with any fears.
Or recovering from regrets,
Of not facing challenges to overcome when first met.
Nor is my life in any position for anyone to place bets.
Although I may choose to take those risks 'I' accept.
I am a work-in-progress taking forward not backward steps.
I live a life lived unafraid to make mistakes.
And those monitoring perfection based upon etiquette,
Are powerless to suggest what my identity should be to please.
Since this life I live is 'my' experience without boundaries.
And I will dream to adventure and explore to make known.
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
With...
Or without,
Judgements heard that are passed.
With...
Or without,
Judgements heard that are passed...
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
No life is right until lived as one decides it.
And...
As one decides what life is right for them to live,
Who can demonstrate what perfection is?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Day
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Jt on sony.com: the songs been waiting for a verse since 1985 when I first put it down at air studios, montserrat. frank was at the console then too.
Wake up suzy
Put your shoes on
Walk with me into this light
Finally this morning
Im feeling whole again
It was a hell of a night
Just to be with you by my side
Just to have you near in my sight
Just to walk a while in this light
Just to know that life goes on
Wake up suzy
Put your shoes on
Walk with me into this light
Another night has gone
Life goes on
Another dawn is breaking
Turn and face the sun
One by one
The world outside is waking
Morning light has driven away
All the shadows that hide your way
And night has given away
To the promise of another day
Another day
Another chance that we may
Finally find our way
Another day
The sun has begun
To melt all our fears away
Another day
Another day
Oh wake up suzy
Put your shoes on
Walk with me into this light
song performed by by James Taylor
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One Day I Wish To Wake Up...
one day i wish to wake up,
and everything to be alright,
to have the guy of my dreams,
laying beside me,
helping me with what ever comes my way,
one day i wish to wake up,
and to enjoy the life i was given,
by doing what i love,
without it being a problem,
so i can remember my purpose in life,
one day i wish to wake up,
and to have this pain taken away,
to be able to walk,
more than now,
would be all i ever dreamed,
one day i wish to wake up,
and know who i am,
be the strong person,
i forgot to be,
because i'm tired of being who i am,
one day i wish to wake up,
and become everything i wanted,
the person who knows what she wants,
and not willing to take no for an answer,
because on day, that who i will be.
Copyright © 2009
7-26-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Fate vs Destiny
To find your true happiness tempt fate to discover your destiny.
You must hearken back to when real happiness was known
Remember its impact on your life
Opportunity knocks, open the door, you will see it coming.
You may be surprised to discover fate can mask your destiny.
Your fate and your destiny are not one in the same.
Your fate is what you settle for in life.
What you take as your life marches on day by day, an obligation to life.
Destiny is the gate you find at the end of the path you blaze
As you strive to attain life’s goal open the gate and find love,
Happiness and contentment; true peace of heart and mind.
Fate may leave you at destiny’s gate at the end of life.
Knowing only the travails of your battles to achieve life’s goal
Knowing not the sweetness of your victories.
The gate may not be open, leaving you empty
At the end of life's journey.
The path to your destiny is yours and yours alone
Ask yourself whether you wish to settle for your fate or…
Tempt your fate and discover the path.
The dark side of life; fear and self doubt can blur and cover the path.
Not always seen in the clear; hidden in your memory
Or on the full plate before you the path is always there.
Those who have known the depth of their love, the strength of their spirit,
Will find a guiding light illuminates their path.
In these qualities of character you will discover your true self
And the key to unlock the gate.
You will recognize the guide of your light.
The choice is yours, settle for fate or follow the light,
Find the key, unlock the gate … discover your destiny.
poem by William J. Henderson Jr.
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Who Is Truly Great?
Great is one who humbles oneself;
Great is one who accomplishes without expectations;
Great is one who labors for others’ welfare;
Great is one who struggles for a noble cause;
Great is one who gives his life for his Maker’s sake;
Great is one who sacrifices his precious life for truth’s sake;
Great is one who takes the road least taken;
Great is one who climbs life’s steep hills;
Great is one who treads dangerous paths for mankind’s progress;
Great is one who risks his life unduly to save others’ lives;
Great is one who although born or made handicapped does extra-ordinary feats;
Great is one who scales heights of achievements rarely done by others;
Great is one who toils in sleep-hours too for mankind’s upliftment;
Great is one who racks his brain to find a cure for a crippling disease;
Great is one who shuns selfishness for the cause of his poorer brethren;
Great is one who dies so that others can live in peace;
Great is one who lives not for oneself but others;
Great is one who loves and forgives his worst foe;
Great is one who leads life in accordance with the Word of God!
(4-13-2007)
poem by John Celes
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The Life That I Always Dream
It's not here on earth full of confusion
Where ugliness and sin always reign
Not on drugs where for just a moment
you forget who you really are
Not in a sin where chastity is not important
Not in the emptiness of bliss abound
I always ask myself this question
Where in this hell we can find true happiness
Where in this hell we can find lasting peace
I'm always confuse, and somehow depress
Where can I find the answer to this lonely quest
Then an answer came to me in a form of inspiration
That this time of our life is only a preparation
For that great and glorious day
That this world is only a playing field
But the celebration is up ahead
This world does not really matter
This life is only a trial, only a test
Everyone is entitled to a life of happiness
A never ending happiness
Lasting happiness with your family and friends
Where there is no confusion, hate, crime
No depression, addiction, no deadlines
Only happiness
True happiness and lasting peace
The one we've all been searching for
Which is the greatest gift of all
The life that I always dream
Which is Eternal life.
poem by Rodelio Cabarle
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I Do Not Know I Wake Where I Do
I DO NOT KNOW WHY I WAKE WHERE I DO
I do not know why I wake where I do -
But first light makes me hope again-
The sadnesses in my mind are many
But the love of life also great -
True we are all contradictions
But I seem more so
Even in my old age-
Yet happier now
Quieter inside now
I go on -
It has been a long road-
I do not know how much longer the road will be-
I feel blessed now thank G-d
Because of the children and grandchildren-
Oh in old age how one needs the young to love life still and stronger.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I am all right, You are all right.
Where ever you are, that is your place
What ever you attract, it is your part to face or replace.
You can get through everything from where you are,
Go on, enjoy life, do not oppose, do not put before you a bar.
If you oppose or gripe about anything what comes to you,
You'll never find true happiness in whatever you do.
Your life will be a constant misery,
Stay grateful for everything, then you will find real life's discovery
Let go and let come to you whatever is there,
Be happy, enjoy life every second and be sincere,
Good or bad should find you at peace and calm,
Know, what you see in this moment, it is your mind's realm.
Change your attitude & thoughts, so your life will change,
If you do not succeed, try again & again & arrange.
As life is a school room, nothing stays or real,
Turning thoughts to gratefulness, the purpose of life will reveal.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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To Spend Time With Someone Equally Experienced
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Seems an outdated desire these days.
Especially when the having of things and money,
Is associated with acquiring happiness and contentment.
Turned into rubbish and trashed should be these thoughts.
Being able to purchase anything,
Has never brought into one's life a peace of mind.
Not a dime has been spent for it.
Unless a lottery win made the difference.
And in that case...
Some exceptions to the rules are made.
However...
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Should not be an option.
A preference,
Or a choice one makes after weeding through the spice and variety...
Life is 'rumored' to bring with an attachment of joy.
But...
It does seem,
That adventuring from one's comfort zone...
Eventually pinpoints a basicness of a life lived,
Is ultimately wished.
With a desire to spend time with someone equally experienced.
Freeing one to enjoy instead of find explanation,
For every little thing that is witnessed.
Or listening to someone complain about bugs flying around,
While strolling leisurely through a forest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bit and Chased a Little High Life
I bit and chased a little high life.
And it was something that I thought I liked.
My eyes were open wide and bright.
I felt a feeling inside exciting.
I bit and chased a little high life.
And it was something that I thought I liked.
The life I lived became a bore.
I explored the wish of wanting much more.
I bit and chased a little high life.
I couldn't rid it out of my sight.
No one could say that wasn't me.
Something that teased I needed desperately.
I bit and chased a little high life.
My mind was closed to any good advice.
But one day my bubble was pinched.
I fell to Earth and regained common sense,
Then!
I fell to Earth and distanced all pretentions.
And now,
My life...
Is freed.
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
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Less Involved In It
If you lived your life right,
Doing something on a daily basis...
You cared to do and liked.
Would I be the one still privy to your complaints?
Would you find more or less excuses,
To proclaim what I am not.
With accusations of what I ain't?
If you lived 'your' life right,
Would you be more inclined...
To restrain your draining,
Of any happiness others find!
Or will you discover,
Your mind has been confined?
And if you did live your life right...
Would you noticed what others did,
From morning until noon.
With your eyes fixed on their nights?
Or would you be too busy,
In the enjoyment shared with friends?
Giving and receiving,
That which you have yet to get...
To lend to blend in!
Because that life you 'say' you live,
Has you less involved in it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Rode On a Bus
Since he rode on a bus,
They believed him to be without powerful allies.
Since he rode on a bus,
They believed him to be limited in influence.
Since he rode on a bus,
And lived amongst the poor and not the rich...
He was disrespected more.
But only a few knew,
His worth was more than this.
Even though his funds were limited.
And since he chose to ride on a bus,
He knew he could do what he wished.
His life was not lived to acquire material possessions.
His life was lived for him...
To enjoy every bit of it.
Being there with the people,
As his experience.
And if he rode on a bus...
That was a piece of 'his' happiness.
No explanations did he have to make,
Since for him this was a perfect fit.
Unlike the others,
Who expressed pretentions...
Every chance they would get.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Victim to persecution
Then you talk a little more about your dreams,
How it involves your thought of rings,
a little more about your needs,
for i bit my tounge,
just for a feed,
for you drag me in the street,
ask me to forgive your mistakes,
put me in misery from your plea,
as i buckle from my knees,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
It's perjury on your arm,
that was put there by your soul,
your feeling sorry, for not achieving your goals,
tacking in your argument,
as you stated with your thought,
you bring me down,
and destroy my heart,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
Asking which way is out,
Asking which was not as hard,
Misdirected in your final mount,
as you shout,
cry your lungs out to stay afloat,
yet push me under,
strain to be felt,
pushing me down, holding my throat,
I started to feel the black,
and evil you call your safety boat,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
toss in the rope, pull it tight,
you might be something,
but what was it like?
examining it close,
you cross your path,
just get it right,
asking for the sight,
to see your destination,
falling victim,
to persecution,
put on a trial,
to discover if your human,
for your life,
failing to corruption,
of your mind,
sorry about how you felt,
but do you know yourself?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Share my life!
Just come, just come
And share my life with me
Baby I want you to understand
To some degree
What you cannot see
For what seemed to be an endless time
My heart has been dysfunctional
Your arrival has been miraculously punctual
What we have is intense
There is no hidden pretence
I am feeling something
I felt only when I was young
I am feeling something
That is ever so strong
You have given me the freedom
To invite you to my own kingdom
I ask of you to
Just come, just come
And share my life with me
For those who wait
And have faith
Do not despair
There is a love out there waiting
For you that is so great
Sometime I wake up
I think I’m still in a dream
Is it true?
Have I found you?
Is it too soon?
Under the rising moon
To say in every possible way
I love you
My battery is recharged
My heart has finally rewound
I assure you
There are no boundaries
We can successfully fly
As high as you want to in the open skies
Baby can I say
It right now today
Before it is too late
Just come, just come
And share my life with me
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Flawed By Deceptive Appearances
They are well disciplined.
They appear to be happy and healthy.
They are ambitious...
With wishes to enjoy life.
They are determined and respectful.
They have a graciousness,
That appears upon their collective faces.
The cities are clean and progressive.
The infrastructures of them all...
Far exceed expectations.
'Yeah...
But they are socialists.
Deprived of the joys of democratic rule.
Look around!
Who in their right mind,
Would not envy our quality of life?
At least...
That is what I've been told.
And how they live,
Is a 3rd world existence...
Flawed by deceptive appearances.
And it is clear their terrificness has been staged.
Who are they trying to impress?
WE have rehabilitation centers across the land.
With two million people sentenced,
To have their minds restored!
To reflect our great society.
THEY can not top that!
AND they get free cable and meals three times a day!
That's how great and humanitarian we are!
And...
They can NOT top 'that'!
And we, at least...
Can do as we please.
When and where we choose.
In a manner in which WE select!
AND...
Trying to top that,
Brings them much regret.
And I know that to be true...
Because that is what I have been told! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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