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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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Definition of life (in my eyes)

Life is the love you find
Life is the hate you have
LIfe is the only companion to go to
When your friends are hard to reach

Life is the happiness
Life is the sadness
Life is the emotions
We get when in a dilemma of confusion

Life is our gift
Life is our curse
Life is our death
Which can be avoided if you treat it right

Life is not to be taken for granted
Life is to be lived to the fullest
Life is to be loved and cared for
Why? 'cause it's the only one we're getting

poem by Ashleigh Michaud
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Definition Of Life (In My Eyes)

Life is the love you find
Life is the hate you have
LIfe is the only companion to go to
When your friends are hard to reach

Life is the happiness
Life is the sadness
Life is the emotions
We get when in a dilemma of confusion

Life is our gift
Life is our curse
Life is our death
Which can be avoided if you treat it right

Life is not to be taken for granted
Life is to be lived to the fullest
Life is to be loved and cared for
Why? 'cause it's the only one we're getting

poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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So Much Life Longing For More Life

SO MUCH LIFE LONGING FOR MORE LIFE

So much life longing for more life
Wanting to live so much
To feel to experience to know to enjoy to love.

So much life
Others have lived
So much life
I would have lived.

And the life I have lived?
More than I can know or understand
So much of it gone forever.

And all the longing and all the memories
And all the love,
Where is it now?

I have lived so much
And never lived enough
And want to live too much more
And know I will never live enough
And know I have lived so much much more
Than I will ever know again.

Life and more life,
Longing and more longing,
Life- Please God-
Not Death.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Doing What It Takes To Feel One's Best

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do...
To get the attention.
Misconceptions about that are taught to those,
To leave them feeling insecure to be left exposed.
And psychologically dependent on others.

Those who are seeking the attention,
Are the ones making the excuses...
For everything done they do,
To avoid doing that which they should.
Fearing then no one would notice them at all.
And for them to be noticed is what is sought.

Leave them alone to figure themselves out,
And they wouldn't know what to do 'with' clues.
Especially if no one is there to listen,
To their opinions given or their version of life...
Yet for them to live.
But they'll try to convince others they know about.

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do to get the attention.
Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is something one does to comprehend.
And many not comprehending,
Can also be viewed amongst those refusing to listen.

Only a life lived to be one's best,
Is often a life lived making fewer excuses.
With less complaints heard,
To create and produce to seduce someone else...
For whatever the reason found around,
To digest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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!
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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!
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song performed by by Zug Izland
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Mind your happiness

Subtract the moments of unhappiness.
That is not the life you have lived.
Learn to adapt to the environs
That you will have to live with.
Happiness rests with your haves,
Not with what you aspire to have.
Then readily comes happiness,
Which is the life you have lived.
Mahatma Gandhi found happiness
Even in the life of the prison.
02.03.2000, Palakkad

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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J.A.R

My friend drove off the other day
Now he's gone and all they say
is you gotta live cause life goes on
Well now I see I'm mortal too
I can't live my life like you
Gotta live it up while life goes on

And I think it's alright
That I do what I like
Cause that's the way I wanna live
And so I give and I'm still giving

Now I wonder about my friend
If he gave all he could give
Cause he lived his life like I've lived mine
If you could see inside my head
Then you'd start to understand
the things I value in my heart

And I think it's alright
That I do what I like
cause that's the way I wanna live
And so I give and I'm still giving

You know that
I know that
You're watching me

And I think it's alright
That I do what I like
cause that's the way I wanna live
And so I give and I'm still giving

Gotta make a plan

song performed by by Green Day
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Who's Gonna Know Their Life Is...

Who's gonna know their life is...
Choices made to live it.
And what they choose to do,
with the manifested tools they use.

Who's gonna know their life is...
What's on their mind.
And...
Not to waste with contemplation,
Time to find to whine.

Now,
Who's gonna know their life is...
Lived to take chances and risks.
Who's gonna know their life is...
More than games and foolishness.
And who's gonna know their life is...
Reaching to fulfill all dreams.
And not to live for the easiness,
To sit back and scheme.

Oh,
Who's gonna know their life is...
Lived to take chances and risks.
And who's gonna know their life is...
More than games and foolishness.
And who's gonna know their life is...
Reaching to fulfill all dreams.
And not to live for the easiness,
To sit back and scheme.
Until they live a life of purpose,
Nothing meant to them has meaning.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Clock of Life

You fought for my freedom.
I lived like a slave.
You gave your life for me.
So I could be saved.

From a life lived for myself.
More was never enough.
The things I thought made life easier.
But it just made life tough.

Keeping up with the Joneses.
Of my treasures I’d boast.
My material possessions.
Were the things I loved most.

Not the gifts that you lent me.
But the treasures I earned.
Now I see just how Satan.
Wants me to get burned.

Keep your eyes on the prizes.
Let your gifts pay the price.
For all your heart it goes into.
Holds you tight like a vice.

It will squeeze your life from you.
You’ll leave God behind.
You don’t realize that Satan.
Is robbing you blind.

Once he has taken it from you.
He will take your last breath.
And what once was a gift.
Has now become death.

He keeps you in your past.
Makes you think of tomorrow.
And this takes your today.
Time it cannot be borrowed.

For it’s all that you have.
And it is what he will take.
Til your heart is so broken.
That your spirit will break.

Life lived for your body.
Or lived for your mind.
The truths of the earth.
Keeps your spirit confined.

Your love is your time.
Your heart ticks like a clock.
And when it is over.
Your time it will stop.

When it is finished.
When you are gone.
Will your spirit die too.
Or will it live on?

Spend your time very wisely.
And in others invest.
This is what the Lord tells us.
And our Father knows best.

Live your life by your spirit.
Body and mind they will die.
One day they’ll be buried.
But your spirit will fly.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Dependence On Negativity

Your demons have you convinced,
The life you live without me...
Would be better spent,
Not listening!

And the benefit from this,
Affords you to live...
A life lived without comprehension.
One acheived without common sense!

Follow I do your movements from the sidelines.
Hoping one day you will awaken to find...
Wasting time trying to redefine,
How to accept me in your mind...
Has limited you to doubt and misunderstanding.

Deception based upon your perception,
I have plans to manipulate your independence...
Is that continuous inner dialogue you keep,
With your belief a dependency on negativity relieves!
It is you not me living day to day in desperation.

However...
It is your happiness that has been blocked,
And confined.
Not mine!
That is the only freedom I know...
I have here to share with fresh air to breathe.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Abnormal

One who has lived a life protected,
With an encouragement...
To fear the making of mistakes.
Is destined to live an insecure existence.
With drama to traumatize on a daily basis.

They have been conditioned,
To perceive those who live their lives...
As they wish,
To be the ones abnormal.
With mental issues left to go unaddressed.

Although,
Those depicted as being 'abnormal'...
Are less inclined to be found,
Passing judgement on others as seen all around...
From a self righteous point of view pursued with conflict.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Life Alone

How does one justify a life lived alone
How does one love if they have never been shown
A life lived alone is a life lived in vain
A life lived alone has very little to gain
Why would anyone choose to live this way
Why would anyone choose to be alone everyday
Is it living alone a shy reality to blame
Is it living alone yet another of societys shame
I stand here alone with a tear in my eye
I stand here alone and wish to understand why.
'closing thought'
A singles life can have its moments of pleasure
But a family life is filled with memories to treasure

poem by Gordon Jerome
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I can't take it anymore

I cant take it any more.
I cant live my life this way.
For so long I've lived in the aftermath of abuse.
I lived in pain from the biginning.
I cant take any more.

I dont want to live.
My life I want to slay.
I cant live another day.
I cant take any more.

Razor to wrists
Not bleeding fast enough.
Pills swallowed down.
Not an instant solution.
Rope around my neck
yes thats the answer.
I cant take any more.

My life is full of pain.
I only want death.
My life I have slain

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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There You were

There you were

You’re always laughing at me
Is that how life’s supposed to be?
Each night I cry
Don’t tell me you don’t know why

But I rose up to live once more
From the grave of my depression.
You were too blind to see my real worth
But I lived again

There you were abusing me
Torturing my life inside out
I still don’t know why
Is that how life’s supposed to be?

But I rose up to live once more
From the grave of my depression
You were too blind to see my real worth
But I lived again

A day won’t go by
When I think of you
How cruel you were to me
And how I became stronger
Day by day
From the thoughts of you
Giving and not taking
From me, for me

And I rose up to live once more
From the grave of my depression
You were too blind to see my real worth
And I lived again

Now you are helping me
That’s how life’s supposed to be
There you are being a friend
But is it true until the end?

And you raised me up to live once more
From the grave of my depression
You re-gained your sight and saw my worth
And you lived again

There you were

poem by Lyrael Myrna
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Love, Acrostics

L= is for life to be lived, developed and protected.

O= is order in creation of giving, receiving and
renewing.

V= is a vine of network for the life to live and survive.

E= is for eternity that measures time in terms
of hope and longing in the heart.

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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A Message To The 77 Years Olds.

I passed 77 years old yesterday,
Looking forward peace, self confidence & health in every way.
This will be the 12th 7 year cycle for me,
When joy for ever should start and I am happy to be with Thee.

I let go all the misery of the past,
Open my mind for true happiness at last,
Let come everything to me easily,
Never more problems, just the best of life daily.

I open my mind to be able to handle everything
With ease and enjoyment under God's wing.
Let come what was meant to me from the beginning,
Live my life in true happiness & my praises I gratefully sing.

Believe it or not this message was meant
For all who passed 77 years age,
Do your best to find true contentment
And happiness in your life's voyage.

Let go the destroying will,
Let God guide and show you how to stand still.
Let peace, kindness & contentment be your guide,
Be a traveler of life's road, let God give you the ride.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Those 'New To Discover Life' People

Often I am amused by those...
'New To Discover Life' people.
Either they have been rehabiliated in prision.
Or a brick wall they have run into most of their lives,
Suddenly provided them with insight.

Reconditioned to mingle about,
In today's dysfunctional society...
Has instilled within their minds certain beliefs,
That everyone they pass along city streets...
Needs someone who has been recently 'released',
To provide them with guidance and moral comfort.

Often I am amused by those...
'New To Discover Life' people.
Either they have been rehabiliated in prison.
Or a brick wall they have run into most of their lives,
Suddenly provided them with insight.

And those who face and battle their struggles,
On a daily basis...
Without sitting in a cell or running into bricks,
Have been deluded by their lives lived in reality.
And they sit with wishes wanting to hear...
Fables from an ex-con,
Who made choices to live life quick.
And still seeks to live as easy as possible.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Avarage

he lived a avarage life
with avarage wife
wrote and love his avarage poems
embrass his avarage kids

lived his life and let'n life live for no avarage point
turned and life hit him on the avarage point
boiled and changed his avarage life
lion hitting his avarage wife

smoking and turning to the glamarus life
till he lost his glamarus wife
watching the sun setting on his glamarus eyes
clains and change gone for his glamarus life

sisters run back to their perfect life
live him with his broken heart
dying prying for the last rain
the avarage life down the drain

poetry awken his mind
mentoring his time
short cau to dance with God
his is no more thanks to the Lord

poem by Edmond Nkoe
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Day That I Die

One day I woke up woke up knowing today is the day I will die
Cashdogg was barking went to the park and enjoyed that one last time
Called my mother told her I loved her and begged her not to cry
Wrote her a letter that said Id miss her and signed that goodbye...
You know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I die
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but its alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls Im letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel fine
We took a drive and we drove thru d.c.
To see the places we lived, long conversations
We talked of old friends and all the things that we did
Summer nights, drunken fights
Mistakes we made...did we live it right?
You know the happiest day of my life I swear the happiest day of my life
Is the day that I died
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but its alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls Im letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel just fine
You know the happiest day of my life
I know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I died
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but its alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls Im letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel just fine
Did I live it right?
I hope I lived it right
I hope I lived it right, I know I lived it right
Did I live it right?
I hope I lived it right, I know I lived it right

song performed by by Good Charlotte
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