Manifested By One Being Unseen
They would love to erase,
The filth that they have placed...
On their tracks traced.
To pretend they were not laid intentionally,
To dehumanize and deface a race.
And others that have been debased.
Sought and treated as devalued beings.
But the facts remain.
And in their hearts they are the same...
Unchanged!
And in defiance of God!
However...
Not for long.
They will be punished for their wrongs.
And not for long,
Will those who have suffered abuses...
Continue without the arrival of spiritual support.
We are all manifested by One Being unseen.
The one who knows,
Each creature exposed and diminished in 'this' Kingdom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Issues of Race
What needs are being sought and chased,
When issues of race...
Are manifested to prioritize and take place.
Whose insecurities are graphically traced?
With constant reminders,
Of who is superior!
And who should be disgraced,
As an inferior race.
There seems to be a heightened fear,
Among those choosing to protect 'their' interests.
Those that are clearly stolen and endeared.
Significant images of unlawful immigrants appear,
To be used as excuses to monitor and abuse...
Those who have rights within the same borders too.
What needs are being sought and chased,
When issues of race...
Are manifested to prioritize and take place.
When the natives of this land,
Had been strategically exterminated as a plan.
To remove from them resources...
With false claims and demands.
Who should really command?
Upon soil that has been spoiled...
By gluttonous and foreign hands.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet- All Things End On Earth
The greatest men on earth must one day die;
The great Red-wood and Sequoias don’t long thrive;
The powerful-most men crash, however high;
No creature can always remain alive.
The tallest monuments too can’t last long;
All statues kept for men and Gods erode;
But continue ever must Nature’s song;
And every man must carry his own load.
The strongest metals too have wear and tear;
All reinforced walls too crack and crumble down;
And human-beings pollute the earth’s air;
The harvest is by both seed and soil sown.
All worldly things will come to dust one day!
But man can't miss walking in Heaven's way.
poem by John Celes
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You Are Not Perfect
You are not perfect.
No matter how long you rehearse.
Nor should you give up your quest,
To do what you do and be at your best.
Do not give up that thirst.
Even when you are feeling the symptoms...
You can deliver much better.
With a worth far greater than your worse exposed.
No one knows but you what it is you can do.
And as long as you continue...
Only this to yourself,
Do you have to prove!
You are not perfect.
And if you were...
Who and how,
And 'when' would that be determined?
Now, on the other hand and for a small fee...
I will tell you 'perfection' you are!
All day if that is your wish.
In a constant feeding you need.
I will be there for you with unlimited support.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A love to die
I would love to die
For sacred love and fly
It may be my earnest try
I will not feel any shy
I know love never fades
It never exchanges or trades
It is beautifully laden
With love and happiness from heaven
Promises are not falsely made
No trap is intentionally laid
It is free and first at sight
It is like divine light
I shall never make simple excuse
I shall fall for and not refuse
To deny it means insult to God
As “God is love and love is God”
Gardens may have enough reason to boom
There should not be slightest doubt or any room
I would love to go it alone amidst protest
This the time for enduring the test
The love is never short lived
No such notion and wrongly believed
It has to thrive in all the seasons
It has strong base with many reasons
I would love to live very long
There is reason and nothing wrong
Nothing is available for cheap song
You got to be sufferer among
What is most you needed to part?
What to grasp and what to impart?
There has to be little weakening of heart
Then to beat it with lovely start
What it has to share in its base?
What it has to retain and what to erase?
What is to be exposed and what to phase?
it is lovely combination always to guess
I may surely prefer death
I may definitely face the wrath
Let love not die out in disgraceful way
Let it mushroom and not to fade away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Escape From This Is Not Possible
Our lives are being subsidized,
To pay for their guilts.
And to minimize their disgrace.
Poor judgements and bad tastes,
Devalued treasures taken.
With faked faces,
Great thefts took place.
Now we help build shadows,
To rake over the filth...
Laced with steps to them traced.
Our lives are being subsidized,
To pay for their guilts.
And to minimize their disgrace.
Escape from this is not possible.
Depleted is a patience,
To correct their own misdeeds.
Reflecting an accepting,
Way of life known that has come to be.
We pay!
They take!
That's how it is.
With hopes that a bleeding,
Retreats.
We pay!
They take!
That's how it is.
In preparation,
For lessons like these...
To repeat!
Implanted in mindsets,
Are bred activities...
To continue like this to live and breathe.
We pay!
They take!
That's how it is.
In preparation,
For lessons like these...
To repeat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But the first differentiation of its reflection in the manifested World is purely Spiritual, and the Beings generated in it are not endowed with a consciousness that has any relation to the one we conceive of.
quote by H.P. Blavatsky
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Freedom
As long as you accept
To be treated this way...
To be enslaved…
They will never grant freedom.
For their hearts are still foolish
And their minds childish…
Just as a child needs to be disciplined
In order to be good,
Small souls are in need of the same.
But spiritual discipline.
Discipline solely of the body,
Brings no wisdom.
Therefore…
When we care for ourselves
And leave cynicism of love behind,
Relearning what it is…
And how it truly feels…
We can reclaim our minds
And demand the freedom to use it.
Demand freedom.
And to not carry contradiction,
Do not support the oppressors.
Sacrifice during transition,
And you, along with all others,
Will be rewarded.
Mother Nature awaits.
Patiently, it awaits our return.
poem by Erica Borges
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Accidently Intentionally
When a man chases your cat in the road intentionally for your cat to get hit.
What are your first thoughts?
How can you prove such claims.
False accusations deface and maim.
With threats upon doing such a thing.
He said, 'your cat cost me my dog, now if I see it I will make sure it also is dead and gone.'
Revenge with a head upon the stake.
It stares at you with a grimace and you know not what to do.
Pain to pain.
The trade of the bane.
A witch doctors calling to the insane.
But his hate is thrust upon that which he loved.
Self severing is vengeance and her penance.
A due for cause.
A due for pause.
But sometimes one is quick not to grieve.
An accident, turns into the intentionally.
Emotions can indeed mislead.
Should forgiveness be given to those who can't forgive?
I will try even as the images of my cat yet horrify.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Horse For Dinner
A horse A horse
My kingdom for a horse,
A horse A horse
For the main course
Muscles of might
Pulled so tight,
A body of organs
All for a meal
Why a horse?
Why not a deer?
A horse does the work,
A deer will just peer
A horse is strong
a deer has no uses,
so there for a deer
suffers the abuses
Condemned is a deer
as from the day it's born,
until the day it dies
and its meaty flesh torn
So why a horse
if a deer has no uses?
because I am a man
Who too, has suffered too many abuses
poem by John McAdam
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The Long Journey,
The Long Journey,
The Long Journey is not an End,
The mean's is in my own Suffering,
Maturity that Brought this Kingdom,
My Attitude was to face the Hardships with Grace and Mercy,
The Rope is all Never Ending,
I meant that the LONG JOURNEY is LOVE AND PEACE,
During this Hardship's,
There are no Moment in me called Sleep,
Since it is in Grace that we see the Long Journey to Eternity,
The Birds will Bring that Flight,
That Eternity will be seen on me and Mankind will get Rewards for Good Done,
Evil will Fade,
Eternity will be Brought on all Four Creature's that Worship Jesus all Moments,
Truth is Coming,
Christ is Bringing Kingdom for those that Overcome Evil with Good.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Remains Unseen
The hate that tears at my brain
Remains unseen to you
The self loathing and the pain
I'm swinging at the end of my rope,
If you only knew
I am lost without a hope,
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
I don't want to live this day
It's getting harder every day,
To face what I've become
The fear of what I have become
Remains unseen to you
A heart that's just gone numb
Remains unseen to you
I just want to close my eyes
And pretend this isn't true
Throw my hands up to the skies
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
This feeling of helplessness
And despair remains unseen to you
It's the cross that I must bear,
But it remains unseen to you
I dwell in a twisted reality of hate,
Remains unseen to you
Ugly thoughts, you cannot relate,
So I'll remain unseen to you
song performed by by Unseen
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Our Arrival
our arrival is greeted by the wagging of a tail
and the jumping of a dog long denied
of company.
our arrival is the opening of the windows
the winds come
and once again kiss the furniture
and the room shows once more
the luster of an almost forgotten
fullness
our arrival shall keep the blankets
warm again
it shall unlock the bolts and shall
once more open a closed door
our arrival shall give us the sounds
of faucets
the flushing of an old water
inside the bowl long silenced by the
kind of absence that
sometimes want a revival of newer
perspectives
our arrival is a reconstruction of ourselves
for once again
we shall make the questions open
and then, if you only know, the meaning of things
that grow again, like seeds, these, all of these
shall make an arrival interesting....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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So Long, So long
Oh, dear friend, so long, so long
This we’ll be my last farewell, waving goodbyes,
The moment I rage; soak in tears my eyes
I spoke to you, so long, so long.
Time moves unease, so strange
I gratefully cry those words of sweet sorrow,
When you flip your hand over the open window
So long and remain unchanged.
So long to my sweet memories,
I pace awhile beside the seashore with her,
She softly said, “Nobody can live here forever”
Farewell unto her faded diaries.
Strife over the dying of the light,
Which ablaze my heart of unconditional frost,
But not until now that you’ve already lost
So long on the dead of the night.
So long my dearest friend,
The day comes; it’s your time to be at rest,
Knowing you, eternally, I’m blessed
So long, so long till the end.
poem by Raymond Cabrera
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Just A Little Love
When I think that you got everything that you need,
you only ask for more.
You got dresses from Paris and a Jaguar car,
Nasty habits that no sheik could afford.
Easy money and what it buys.
is the loneliest kind of high.
If you ever just give it a try,
Just a little love (just a little love)
Goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Just a little love
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
You bought a high-dollar house in the Hollywood hills,
the zip code of the stars.
Into nouvelle cuisine, candy keeps you lean.
The doctor takes your credit card.
In the emptiness of the night, when you never feel satisfied.
And you're missin' what could make it right.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Just a little love
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
Oh yeah.
Aren't you carryin' cash just a little too far?
What happens when it's gone?
Every pleasure gets old, like a river runs dry.
The things that last come down to one.
Just a little love, goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love, just a little love,
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
Just a little love, goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love, a little love,
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
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The success story
We are dreamy creature
Long for the things which is unsure
Why does then human being dream?
When they can't think of forming even a team
Each time we dream and remain quiet
Allow the spring to pass off and autumn to let
No one has changed their style except man
We are no exception but remain unchanged as human
Dreams are always beautiful
Sometimes provide key to be successful
We laugh it out and take no note
Meanwhile the water may seep in and sink the boat
Dreams need nice push
Credible effort without any rush
It may definitely pay in long run
As nothing is impossible under the Sun
Not all the kids survive after birth
Not all the pots come out safe even if nicely berthed
So think of some success after great struggle
It is yardstick for every thing to succeed little
It is always nice to think high
Couple it with dreamy planning slight
It may come off the ground well
Success story may thereafter definitely tell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Intentionally
Intentionally,
You do what is done.
As if to others,
What you do is not known.
And intentionally,
Those who know what you do...
Pretend,
They do not notice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fisher Woman
Laid in a basket,
She carried the fish,
For selling fom door to door,
Making a few bucks
A day, she toiled
Walked a long way
And back home,
To her children and drunken
Husband, who beat her up
And took all the money
she earned the full day,
She lived with money
Given outside to another
Woman, sent her children
To school for a little
Studies, to become
Full human beings,
Be away from her harassing
Husband, who worked
And drank all day long,
She trode on taking
All the abuses, smell of fish,
To make a living going
For herself and children.
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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Arrival of a child
Arrival of a child marks the
Arrival of a new pleasant path
Arrival of a most colourful horizon
Arrival of a new set of dreams
Arrival of a new ray of hope
Arrival of a new melody in musical notes
Arrival of a refreshing new fragrance
Arrival of a new butterfly in our garden
Arrival of a child marks the
Assertion of nature’s supremacy
Assertion of God’s faith in men
Assertion of sustenance of existence
Assertion of human love
Assertion of a new strengthened bond
Arrival of a child marks the
Beginning of a new philosophy
Beginning of a new set of experiences
Beginning of a renewed valour
Beginning of new ways of learning
Beginning of refined perception
Beginning of the glow of innocence
Beginning of a new set of celebrations
Arrival of child marks the
Formation of new cloud of prosperity
Formation of shower of fresh nutrients
Formation of a lake of vibrant future
Formation of a new pool of gainful talents
Let us welcome the child,
The spark of continuation of human race and
Let the human race celebrate the
Arrival of each child just born
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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God I love You because
it is not because of
the promise of heaven
i pour out my love to you
not because the priest
or that mom or dad
have told me to
or because of hell
i dont play the fear game
it would turn me bad
it is just that my IQ
tells me you, my dearest you
have been guiding me all the way
despite my ignorance, defiance,
in your eyes i must have been
what a rat is to me
your love, care and patience
with this little nerd has worked
sorry for my ignorance thus far
my heart is now afired with
the desire to get to you, know, love you
i have found my peace in you
i found that you are the peace in me
and that peace overflows
when i switch my heart to you
in times of need
it is nice to know that
you show your love through deeds
because that's all i need
some long to see you all the day
but i know you are closer to me
more than i would ever know
i live day by day in your grace
taking the wind as your affection - for me
the rain as your tears - for me - your slow evolving creature
the thunder as your warning for my wrongs
and all things, living or not as part of your manifestations
those that i am still ignorant of
i beg your pardon to let me know
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Why Is It?
Why is it so, Dear Prince of Peace,
That wrongs to Negroes never cease?
Are they disloyal to thy name,
And thus are punished for the same?
Is this thy training school on earth,
To mould a race of truest worth?
Pray is it thus that lives are pruned
And sanctified, for heaven tuned?
Thou art the refuge of the race,
That all its troubles will efface,
Wilt thou incline the wayward heart,
To keep thy law in ev'ry part?
'Tis needful that offences come,
But woe unto the man by whom!
They come the evil hearts to chain,
And drive them back to thee again.
For such afflictions, we are told,
Bring people nearer to the fold,
If this be true, then teach them now,
To such conditions here to bow.
Thy chosen people suffer here,
Such chastenings as children, dear,
With patience sweet, in peace and love,
Prepare their souls for life above.
They suffer from refining pains,
The kinds that raise to highest planes,
Can this be why, Dear Prince of Peace,
That wrongs to Negroes never cease?
poem by Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
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