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My Life Has Become What It Is

It 'use' to matter to me,
The days of the week.
How many hours I got of sleep.
My privacy and what I felt was discreet.
But as age creeps upon me rapidly,
Those many experiences I've had...
That are now lived as fact,
My life has become what it is.
And I enjoy it.

No longer do I feel,
I have a need to make adjustments.
Or explain to anyone,
What it is I 'have' or 'have not' done.
The proof has been in my doing.
Whether negative or positive,
Or with feelings felt that were indifferent.
My life has become what it is.
And I enjoy it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Enjoy Life

Our life has many windows of joy,
The joke is serious and to enjoy.

Our existence is special and fully exposed
To other elements, so as to enjoy.

The living individual that aspires to Job,
Is the very sentence of our writing to enjoy.

How does the sprightliness of a lifestyle
Turn into something not to enjoy.

Really merry people are mostly proof of laughter
Being the source of help always to enjoy.

There is a safe place for all,
Everywhere you must even think to enjoy.

poem by Naveed Akram
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To Heal From A Slow Mending To Grow

If something once strongly felt,
Is no longer there...
Existing to feel naturally,
Even the presence of a hypnotist...
Masquerading as a magician,
Will not be able to restore those natural feelings.
Not to be felt when back at a time remembered,
Those feelings from one's heart were freely given.

When those feelings felt begin to leave,
They do not return to make a reappearance.
Anyone who has experienced this emotionally...
To heal from a slow mending to grow,
Up...
To forgive and forget,
Knows....
Once something is felt to leave, it goes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life is free

Life is free
Life is with the bird with the tree.

Enjoy the life
Life is cold and heat
Enjoy the life
Life is Joy and sorrow
Enjoy the life
There is honour and ignominy.

Life is free
Enjoy the life
Consider the earth
The stone and the gold
All alike.

Life is life
Nothing substitute life
Enjoy the life.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Love Poem-10

Honey … honey … I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey … honey … I have money.

Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.

I have money … I have Brothers
I have money … I have Sisters
I have money … I have a Family
I have money … I have friends
I have money … So no relation ends
I have money … So worshiped daily
Honey … Honey … I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.

Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.

Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey … Honey … You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.

poem by Devraj Harikrishna
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Honey... Honey...

Honey… honey… I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey… honey… I have money.

Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.

I have money… I have Brothers
I have money… I have Sisters
I have money… I have a Family
I have money… I have friends
I have money… So no relation ends
I have money… So worshiped daily
Honey… Honey… I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.

Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.

Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey… Honey… You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.

20th Feb.09

poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak
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We Just Enjoy

A plough-man seeds to make our appetite demolish,
but we just enjoy.
A soldier devotes his life,
and spends all his momentous periods to save our life.
Do you know, how much he has grief?
But, we just enjoy.
A clergyman stays in a hall of sanctification,
and spends more time chanting hymns.
He just wants to see us delighted.
He wants to make us spirited.
He helps to cross the barrier of hell,
but we just enjoy.
A good inventor wastes a part of life
for to create a mysterious technique,
but we just enjoy.
A physician saves a life, and
tries to make an embodiment.
We get a change (a new life) ,
but we just enjoy.
A sophisticated well doer of society
dedicates his thoughts of integrity.
We only leave him a comment for recommendation as a price,
and we just enjoy.
So, all those are no doubt great.,
but we just enjoy………
We should indulge ourselves to employ (to assist them) .

poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Let Us Enjoy

Let us enjoy our lives
no matter how humble
that they may be.

Let us enjoy every new day born
no matter how imperfect
that it can be.

Let us enjoy everything
we are given as though
it may be our last.

Let us enjoy all we have
and hold it tightly
as it could so easily fade away.

Let us enjoy each and everything
always remembering
they are God’s gifts to us.

poem by David Harris
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Negative To Positive

In everyone’s life, we go through times
when it seems full with turbulence
and the negative feelings take hold.
Sometimes they don’t last long,
while other times they stay for quite a while.
Then we will do something quite out of the ordinary
and those feeling
turn from negative to positive almost overnight.
The mountains we thought we could never climb
become climbable now
and those distant dreams we had
now become reality.
We feel there isn’t anything
that we cannot do,
until the next time the negative thoughts break through,
and once again,
we try to make the positives ones come back.

30 January 2009

poem by David Harris
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In the mid February

In the mid February
enjoy the beauty of flowers.
In Monday morning
enjoy the ringing of
bell in the temple.
In Tuesday noon
enjoy with MaaMangla.
In Wednesday evening
walk enjoyable.
In Thursday night
Mahalaxmi blessed you.
Friday is yours
you can do whatever
you like.

Go and enjoy
last two days
holidays of the week.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I feel like I've been robbed!

We've both made choices.
Not once did I question
Those you made.
I never compared your way of life...
Or whether you lived it right or wrong.
Or to how many charities you gave,
If any.

I did,
However...
Discovered you felt uncomfortable,
That I had felt at ease.
Knowing I had no exorbitant mortgage.
Or neighbors to keep up with to please.

Or that my basic life involved having no car to drive.
I enjoy all types of people.
But I am not one to wine and dine,
Or constantly socialize.
I had admired that about you.
You loved what you did and I did too!

But today,
You seem critical of the life I've made.
The only thing that has changed...
Is my age.
I've never been into 'things'
That could come and go away.
Or try to hold onto pretensions...
To show even though they fade.

What you valued is gone and did not stay.
And why that angers you...
Is between you and your 'beliefs'.
Don't try to hold that against me.
Wasn't it you who once said...
I was delusional and feared reality instead?
Well...
I am living in my 'reality'!
What have you found so upsetting about yours?

Oh...
Was it those things that made it more realistic?
Giving you more of a sense of self worth?
But why is it you feel that way now?
When I still have less 'things' than you!

'I don't have a car or a home anymore.
And last week I was laid off my job!
My 401k is worthless.
And I feel like I've been robbed! '

Gee.
That's too bad.
And all this time,
I've been feeling blessed.
And that's real odd!
Because I don't,
Right now...
Have a penny in my pocket!

And there you are...
Faithless!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old makes way

Old makes way for the new
Nature puts them under constant review
One has to make the way for others
Life is chance and is open offer

Never look back at the golden days
It was fine in life all the way
Now coming to the end of season
We got to be happy with many reasons

There'll be robin's greeting call
Even after the last sunset,
Twilight's fragrance will fill the room
Find the soul in eternal rest.

Life may be same till the end
If you feel and enjoy as sent
As twilight has retained its fragrance
You can do same at once

When life is lived with full length
Its fruit may be had with strength
Your heart may be filled with joy
Even last call will be a moment to enjoy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Feelings and Emotions Felt

There is nothing like watching,
A backfire taking place unexpected.
From a comfortable distance.

Especially when the heat,
Is on those who sneakily deceived.
And believed their actions,
Would never bring them grief.

'And you enjoy knowing this?
Even though your life now lived,
Is at peace that brings you...
Complete and total happiness? '

Of course.
My feelings and emotions felt,
Have never been from me divorced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enjoy life

Eat drink and party
Enjoy life.

CAT MAT ATMA scores
Packages internship
Enjoy life.

Cloud computing
Interaction Tech
Enjoy life.

No vilage no town
Nothing relation
Changing society
Enjoy life.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Me And Nature

I love to enjoy the wind that
rule the shore of the ocean,
i love to enjoy the wild sun
of Africa and the expatacular
snow of of europe,
i love to enjoy the beauty and
the fragrance of flower that
grace the soil of Africa (Europe,
America) .

I love to enjoy the divine beauty
of the sky at nite when the sun
and the stars proof their worth,
i love to enjoy the rain so when
it pour i dance my way through
it.

I love to enjoy the green grass so
when am within them i feel them
with my hands
i love to enjoy the sweet melodies
of the brids, the sound of the
flute and that of the drum.
I love to enjoy nature..

poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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I am still a boy

I am still boy
Playing with toys
I wish to fly
But reply with loud cry

I am pushed to nursery
They claim it as bravery
I feel so sorry
They have added me worry

I miss the home
Particularly the mom
I am afraid of dad
It makes me sad

Still I look with joy
He plays with me like boy
Rides me on the back
I enjoy and give the kick

As the days pass by
They push me more and try
I continuously feel shy
I never question and ask why

It is boredom in class
There is only worry to pass
All paper work and sympathy from teacher
I was reluctant but was made monitor

it is long history
shrouded by mystery
it has negative impact
still it is a fact

it teaches a log way
reality to be far and away
who know what will be in store?
whom to ask and where to explore?

Life may be different to many
It may look hard and funny
It is to be lived as I was told
To show some strength and look very bold

I may not think much
Life may be as such
I need not think much and rush
It requires no such push

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don’t Ask Me Why

Don’t ask me why, alone in dismal thought,
In times of mirth, I’m often filled with strife,
And why my weary stare is so distraught,
And why I don’t enjoy the dream of life;

Don’t ask me why my happiness has perished,
Why I don’t love the love that pleased me then,
No longer can I call someone my cherished--
Who once felt love will never love again;

Who once felt bliss, no more will feel its essence,
A moment’s happiness is all that we receive:
From youth, prosperity and joyful pleasantry,
All that is left is apathy and grief...

poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Foreign Tongue

While speaking in a foreign tongue
many challenges are there
that I enjoy.
New culture
new languages
new rules
new way of thinking
make it romantic
that I enjoy.

I enjoy the mistake
I enjoy new experiments
I enjoy new manner of
Speaking writing
that you have.

While speaking
in a foreign tongue
a new way of life
come to the surface
new words new lines
new and new
that we both
enjoy and like.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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You Chose…

Before you were born into this body,
You had many life decisions to make.
Where on Earth do I want to live?
Who will I choose for parents?
Of what race and ethnicity will they be?
What religion?
What soul issues will I work with?
What experiences will I choose?
That done, you stored choices into soul memory.

After a body was conceived by your parents;
You entered;
Felt the warmth of their blood.
Felt the density of becoming matter.
Felt the downward pull of gravity.

Your mind was empty, indeed a clean slate…
Yet guided by a knowing soul.

You made a choice to be here, so why do you complain?
Rejoice Beloved,
Live life for life itself!

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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Life Is Worth Living

The road before you stretches long and wide.
So journey on with pride.
At times you'll hit a slide.

The crusade can be wild.
Give it all you've got,
and you won't have lost.
The risks are great.
The fruits of your labor make the rewards even greater.
Life is worth living.

You've got to be strong.
Though it may seem a long way.
You'll find what you're looking for.
As you fight this war.

Remember who you are.
Treat all you meet with love and kindness.
Don't be discreet.

At the journeys end.
Your wounds will mend.
You can say your life depends.
Caring for all the big and small.
You'll have shown that adversity can't make you crawl.

So enjoy this life.
Get past all the strife.
It's worth all the experiences that you'll have.

poem by Michael McParland
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Vanishing Act

Here one moment, gone the next
and many are perplexed.
A presence felt and then it's gone.
How long would it go on?

Could not stay in just one place.
Not one memory of her face.
Felt the urge to change direction.
Never made a real connection.

Some would say, Where'd she go? '
No one really wanted to know.
Some would ask, Who was she? '
She was just an absentee.

As a child, left alone.
Had to make it on her own.
Never felt a kindred touch.
Never thought about it much.

Through the years she liked to roam.
The open road became her home.
Accepted her life as a matter of fact.
Always pulled the vanishing act.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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