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Keep Purchasing Those Toys

Your friends may have you believing,
Anything you want to hear and wish.
Those are your friends.
They may be competing with me.
But I don't see them as competition.

They may even supply you,
With fresh excuses.
And with a doing you may use them,
On others as you choose.
To have them accepted caring less you abuse.

You may even prioritize those things you like,
With expectations for me to comprehend.
I do with a choice to keep peace as I choose.
And to you I've said this before.
Although ignored I'll say it again.

I am not the one to roleplay in relationships.
And if you don't like what I say,
That's fine so be it.
To you I make no commitments to argue,
Or fight.

As viewed from behind take a look at my back.
There is no relationship I want like that.
To walk on eggshells when you feel I offend?
I suggest you keep purchasing those toys.
And add them to your circle of friends.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeping Friends Like These

It's important to have friends.
Not just associates...
But true friends.

The ones that will tell you,
What you don't want to hear...
Regardless of your fears.
The ones who are upfront,
And share what is on their minds.
The ones you might have disagreements with...
From time to time.

It's important to have friends.
The ones you can count on through thick and thin.
The ones who are around,
When marriages and relationships come to an end.
The ones who are there...
Caring with a warm shoulder in your despair.
The ones who refuse to choose,
To compare their blues...
As if they can and have walked in your shoes.

But true friends who can be found...
To lift you up when you are down.
Friends like this...
Know when you need them around!
And no one has to ask them to leave...
When you've become impossible to please.
Keeping friends like these,
Is to your benefit!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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song performed by by New Edition
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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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Born To Be Lucky

Some people are born to be lucky,
having riches and wealth by the score.
There are others born to be lucky,
and have a wealth of friends evermore.
The question now arises,
which person would you want to be?

If you choose money,
what kind of life would you see?
You would never want for anything,
and friends you might have to buy,
to be at your beck and call,
but they might all disappear if you suddenly fall.

Now just suppose,
you chose the other life
what would you see?
A league of smiling faces,
with arms outstretched to save you,
in case you were ever to fall.

So if I were born to be lucky,
the second choice I would choose,
Friends to be at my side, by choice and not for pay.
Because I’d know if I came across fear,
a pair of helping hand would be close by,
to help me to steer clear.

So I ask again,
which one would you choose?
Only one as you can’t have both.
Would it be a wealth of money, or a wealth of friends?
The choice is always yours my friend.
Choose very wisely as you will have it until your dying day.

24 May 2007

poem by David Harris
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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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I Will Continue To Pray

I can understand a desire and a wish,
To want to defeat an opponent in competition...
IF I am prepared with and/or without cheers,
I hear that gives me a support I can not ignore.
I can understand this mindset.
Although to me it bores.

But there is something about competing against,
Another who has been made to be an enemy who wants...
To attack my interests.
When those who cheer me on from where they stand,
Have different beliefs from my own.
And it is known they are my closest ally.
Who say I should prioritize their demands.

When I complete...
On myself I place my own demands!

'How do I comprehend this?
What's in your mind I don't understand.'

Maybe you will.
Or maybe that day to you will never come.
Like many who embrace conflicts that are done.

And, although I will continue to pray to win...my way,
To a Creator my ally does not accept or believes exists...
I hope the results of the competition I am in to stay,
Leaves me in a position to have my decisions respected.

'Well...
Who's side are you on? '

I am hoping to cross the finish line.
To be declared on the winning side.
With hopes to have this nonsense of winning,
A choice I'd like to have accepted as being shared.
I just don't want to be viewed as a loser,
No matter whose side I am on.
And looked upon as representing no one.
With a sharing to benefit all.
I'm sure you can relate to that?

'I do?
But...
What about that competition 'spirit'? '

What about it?
I'm not into divisions.
I'm into actions that share success.
With a praying done that I accomplish,
My best effort and God approves.

'What does God have to do with any of this? '

You asked me who's side I am on...
Didn't you?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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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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Most people have a way of making friends

Most people have a way of making friends
That's very queer.
They don't choose whom they like, but anyone
In some way near.
The girl beside them on the factory bench,
The girl next door
Does. If they move then they forget the friend
They had before.
I choose the friends who suit me (one I found
Shut up in jail)—
Some nuns, some clerks, Anne whose beauty was
Frankly for sale.
Of course I cannot see them every day.
That's as Fate sends.
Blind Fate may choose my times for me, but not,
Oh not, my friends.

poem by Lesbia Harford
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With A Little Help From My Friends

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me
Lend me your ears and Ill sing you a song
And Ill try not to sing out of key
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends, my friends
What do you do when our love is away
Does it worry you to be alone
And how does it feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because youre on your own
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need any body
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I need somebody to love, to love, to love
Would you believe in this love at first sight
Yes Im certain that it happens al the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I cant tell you but I know that its mine
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need any body
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I need somebody to love
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends, my friends, my friends
Repeat to fade...

song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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Choices

One should feel lucky
If one gets choices in the life
It can make one happy
Throughout the life
Choice in love
Friends and relations
Work, career, city and country
Is the dream of every living soul?
Living the life with choice
If one doesn’t get things of choice
One should be contented
With what he gets
Too many cooks spoil the dish
Too many choices
Makes it difficult to choose
One is lucky
If one gets chance to choose
If one’s got a life there is no choice
One has to live the way it comes
Throughout the life
Keep on trying,
For better choices

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Parting

O tell me, friends, while yet we part,
And heart can yet be heard of heart,
O tell me then, for what is it
Our early plan of life we quit;
From all our old intentions range,
And why does all so wholly change?
O tell me, friends, while yet we part!

O tell me, friends, while yet we part,
The rays that from the centre start
Within the orb of one warm sun,
Unless I err, have once begun,
Why is it thus they still diverge?
And whither tends the course they urge?
O tell me, friends, while yet we part!

O tell me, friends, while yet ye hear,
May it not be, some coming year,
These ancient paths that here divide
Shall yet again run side by side,
And you from there, and I from here,
All on a sudden reappear?
O tell me, friends, while yet ye hear!

O tell me, friends, ye hardly hear,
And if indeed ye did, I fear
Ye would not say, ye would not speak,
Are you so strong, am I so weak,
And yet, how much so e’er I yearn,
Can I not follow, nor you turn?
O tell me, friends, ye hardly hear!

O tell me, friends, ere words are o’er,
There’s something in me sad and sore
Repines, and underneath my eyes
I feel a somewhat that would rise,
O tell me, O my friends, and you,
Do you feel nothing like it too?
O tell me, friends, ere words are o’er!

O tell me, friends that are no more,
Do you, too, think ere it is o’er
Old times shall yet come round as erst,
And we be friends, as we were first?
Or do you judge that all is vain,
Except that rule that none complain?
O tell me, friends that are no more!

poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Bwtween two

forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.

poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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With A Little Help From My Friends

a little help from my friends
What would you think if i sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and i'll sing you a song,
And i'll try not to sing out of key.
I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,
Going to try with a little help from my friends.
What do i do when my love is away.
(does it worry you to be alone)
How do i feel by the end of the day
(are you sad because you're on your own)
No i get by with a little help from my friends,
Do you need anybody,
I need somebody to love.
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
Would you believe in a love at first sight,
Yes i'm certain that it happens all the time.
What do you see when you turn out the light,
I can't tell you, but i know it's mine.
Oh i get by with a little help from my friends,
Do you need anybody,
I just need someone to love,
Could it be anybody,
I want somebody to love.
I get by with a little help from my friends,
Yes i get by with a little help from my friends,
With a little help from my friends.

song performed by by Beatles
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The Need You Have To Charade

Ever since I've known you,
You've done your best not to admit...
Insecurities you have.
And those habits that exist.
Done as if...
I am not aware.
Or conscious when you declare...
You have other things on your mind.

And when you find the time,
You will work on those things
Needing your attention to mend.
And this you admit!

Since this and other things are accepted,
By your friends...
Why do I seem the only one,
Offended by them?

Maybe there is a reality...
I suspect you have!
But have not seen begin.

Perhaps I am the only one,
Who tires from hearing your creative excuses.
Freshly made to hide behind your masquerades.

And they have long been outdated.
Just like the fake loyalty of your so called friends.

Although I do understand the need you have to charade.
It is your addiction to self abuse,
I do not find amusing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Draw A Circle

Draw a circle around you,
keep all your friends well inside.
Make them know that you care
and want them always at your side.
Give them unconditional love
the kind everyone needs.
Put your arms around them daily;
show them that you really care.
Draw a circle around you,
keep your friends well inside.
No one knows what tomorrow might bring,
sadness, tears and pain,
but with your friends around you
the next day, you might smile again.
So keep your friends close to you
through the lazy days of summer
and all the winters’ storms.
Draw a circle around you,
keep all your friends well inside.

6 October 2008

poem by David Harris
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I've never had a huge circle of friends. I can't spread myself that thin and go 100 million miles an hour all the time. I choose to give truly of myself, entirely of myself, to the people I choose to do that with, and I can't do that with everyone.

quote by Jeremy Northam
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When Good People Become Friends

When Good People Become Friends
Things work better.
Things work together
Things work out.

When Good People Become Friends
Listening become hearing
seeing become insight
Attention becomes nurture.

When Good People Become Friends
Generosity becomes sharing
Sacrifices become pleasures
Rightful obedience becomes an uncommon delight.

When Good People Become Friends
Joys become happiness
Comfort becomes peace
Needs become an abundance.

When Good people Become Friends
Acquaintances become friendships
Concern becomes caring
Likenesses become divine love.

When Good People Become Friends
Traveling becomes a journey
Endeavors come into fruition
Living becomes Life.

When Good People Become Friends
Gifts become blessings
Blessings become anointings
Anointings become endowments.

When Good People Become Friends
Love becomes power
Weaknesses become strength
And death, Death becomes a new birth.

When Good People Become Friends.

poem by Cecelia Weir
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