No Matter What It Does
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
And people would rather have it go away.
But to where?
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
And people would rather have it go away.
But to where?
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
And will.
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Truth About Lying
A lie and the truth are one in the same, both are necessary allow me to explain.
Some say the truth will set you free, but that “some” is no part of me.
My truth in your eyes is blasphemy, the truth being that I even lie to me.
Mistakes are errors left uncorrected, also known as opportunities neglected.
The truth is always the first expected. A lie is born from the truth rejected.
Truth is a word so infected by the mouths of those who so diligently protect it.
The very people who refuse to accept it.
My truth is mine and it changes all of the time, thus I protect it by lying.
Not to myself but to everyone else and never with any bad intentions
Never out of disparity for attention, only to avoid a preconceived misconception
poem by Tessa Hanson
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No More Fearful Innuendos
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors can now see...what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
Come out of hiding.
Look at all the damage that's been done.
Don't you think that this has been intentional?
To have suspicions laid on everyone.
Oh! Oh,
No more...
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
No more!
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors now can see just what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I get mad at people who talk about traumatic job interviews, about going on one and getting rejected. I get rejected all the time and not only do I get rejected, but people have no problem being really specific about why I was rejected.
quote by Julia Sweeney
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Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
quote by Shunryu Suzuki
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Seeking Justification
It is becoming more and more difficult,
For those to make attempts...
Seeking justification,
For the choices they've made...
In the way they've lived their lives,
With a finding of others at fault.
And reactions exchanged by those,
Who no longer accept excuses...
Rejected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truthful Lies
The truth in that
Is that the truth will never be truth.
To them,
It's all lies, because they lie.
The truth is masked,
It bears no light.
It is carried a thousand miles,
Tossed into stones,
Mixed in with pride.
Stamped on postcards.
It is shuffled amongst the lies,
It is marked as spam.
The breaths that carry,
The minds that corrupt it,
They bear no guilt.
The truth is never forgotten.
No matter how fictitious it's made.
Through time it is mended,
Sometimes changed back into the truth itself.
It is rejected.
It is simply the truth they want to see.
A lie is the truth,
Because it is made to be what they need.
poem by Erick Flores
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The Truth
Nothing but the truth
I stand by the truth
The truth is my portion
And my salvation
So do not believe in illusion
Face reality and act positively
For how you feel
Is different from what is going on
Blaspheming and evil
Is the act of ignorant of the truth
But surely there is a reward
For goodness and evil
No matter the circumstances
The truth will prevail
Although the truthful path
Is difficult to tread
But take heed and lead
For the truth is the light
That guides our way
They reflect on what we say
So they say
We are the truth
poem by Matt Ancient
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Knowing What Truth Is
I believe in a truth that has been honestly spoken.
And with the undertaking of my own research,
My mind is not subject to change from the facts.
No matter how painful.
Or who deceives with dishonest attacks.
What others accept,
Every time someone they follow reverses their steps...
With a breath that exchanges as the wind drifts,
I simply can not accept them knowing what truth is at all.
Especially those who will save their lieing butts from being exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Saddled and Strapped to Traps
Perceptions are usually fed by concepts.
What is envisioned seldom results,
In the actual reality of the subject perceived...
That one can accept to believe yet witnesses.
In fact,
It is like the presence of truth.
How often is truth denied as presented,
To be rejected when it clearly appears?
Many will disbelieve what they see,
To say...
'I hear what you are saying,
But that is not what I've been told.'
Those who have minds entrapped like that?
Should not entice one into an argument.
Minds saddled and strapped to traps like that...
Should be left alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elated To Have Been Distanced
From which side are those with kept delusions,
Would 'they' say are most difficult to view?
Those on the side witnessing their values diminished,
By the ones they've entrusted to keep them endeared?
Or the ones advocating the others to be fools,
To dismiss those standards hyped as reality...
When both sides refuse to accept reality as it appears,
With a denying of its existence?
And those censored as nonconformists,
Who continue to offend them with truth...
Are defamed on a daily basis,
For their attempts to introduce truth to them.
From which side are those with kept delusions,
Would 'they' say are most difficult to view?
When both sides refuse to accept reality as it appears,
With a denying of its existence?
And those censored as nonconformists,
Sing their praises to be the ones isolated...
To view all of this from a higher consciousness.
And elated to have been distanced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Truth
I know the truth
why my country
is still poor.
I can't say the truth
because my country is not willing
to face and accept and do something about it.
Only the truth
is the hindrance
to my country's development.
I know the truth
and I know
everyone knows it.
But the truth
there are those
who accept it and who deny it.
I know the truth
do you know the truth?
...I know the truth.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Accept And Forgive
Forgiveness is forgiving someone
no matter how difficult it seems,
For nothing is never that difficult,
Imagine a beautiful bird and let it
fly away,
Nothing can stop you from fulfilling
your dreams,
It is only doubt that stands in your way,
Doubt is nothing but a stop sign,
You learn to walk on by and be on your
way,
Never let anyone cause you sadness or grief,
Be strong and have plenty of faith,
Faith is stronger than you think,
Believe in yourself always,
Remember your mistakes only make you wiser,
No one is perfect that is a true fact,
Have a better understanding of people you
speak too,
Are they negative or positive?
Negative ones be on your way,
As I learn to move on through all my doubts,
Sadness and sorrow be gone,
I replace them with love and forgiveness,
Even a loss of a loved one or a break up,
We must always learn to let go,
No matter what situations we face
We get through by a prayer,
Something new always comes our way,
Life is never all that easy,
That is when we must always learn to
accept and forgive.
poem by Derek James
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Rejected
was it something I said
or something I became
said he filled his head with lead
just to take away the pain
I'm not gonna give in
gonna stand up and fight
make believe that the world is safe
for you and me tonight
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone.....rejected
I don't want to believe
there's no time left to dream
so much to wish for
but there's no air left to breathe
I don't know what is wrong
I don't know what is right
so much to live for
but my mind screams suicide
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone...rejected
through these days of historical page
is for you are chosen to
tell them about life
and what that means inside
rejected...
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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The Fact Is, In The World Of Lies, Life Is Fair
accept the fact that sometimes we say things
that we do not mean, that sometimes we burst in anger
and we hurt and then we apologize that we do not really mean to hurt
sometimes we show feelings too that we do not really want to express.
sometime we say 'i love you' and yet we are just compelled to do so
someone is dying and he needs you badly at the end of her day.
sometimes, accept the fact, that time strains us and we become
the liars, the hypocrites, the fraud, and the swindler.
and most of all, we keep it for a time, making some stares straight in the eye.
accept this fact, we are humans and in some harsh times
we decide, to survive, at all costs, no matter what.
now, we shall talk, and you shall listen and i shall write about the truth
of this fact. we are us conjoined twins in the art of deception.
lie to me as i lie to you and then we accept this fact: life is fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I tell you the solemn truth, that the doctrine of the Trinity is not so difficult to accept for a working proposition as any one of the axioms of physics.
quote by Henry Brooks Adams
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A Checkpoint On Despair
who is despair?
do i know her face again?
she was with me for years and years
and she was too cruel
beating me with her
paddles and piercing my skin with her needles
my body has pins and pains everywhere
until i get tired of her
and rejected her
honest
despair can be rejected
i have done it
once and i shall do it again
many times
Tina says
i am on my denial stage
she is wrong
i am in this state of freedom
i have a checkpoint
and i am the soldier
that screens who goes in
and who goes out
from my system
despair is out
happiness is in
it is not a matter of fate
it is a matter of choice
for now i have declared
my freedom
i choose
and i always win
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The untold love
The love expressed
Only can be rejected.
The love withheld
Cannot be rejected.
There are more people
Who haven’t let their love
Lest it gets rejected.
30.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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An Honesty Is Felt And Seen
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You say the people don't re-act the way you expect.
But...
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
Any 'thing' said to you upsets and affects,
'Cause...
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
And you can't accept an honesty is felt and seen.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You say the people don't re-act the way you expect.
But...
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
And you can't accept an honesty is felt and seen.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
And you can't accept an honesty is felt and seen.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
You think a truth revealed,
Can be from some withheld.
And you can't accept...
An honesty is felt and seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which Life Do You Live?
Most people are so unaccustomed to speak the truth.
For many of them...
This is all they know.
A tradition of sorts.
Passed through the family,
As common as gas is passed.
With each scent identified by the doer.
~Women 'poot' they do not fart! ~
Well...
I knew a few women who 'stank'!
And it didn't matter who 'pooted' or farted.
Or if that even made the difference.
For those of them who are like that!
~Focus.
Stay focused, please.~
And,
If they began to become forthright and honest...
Most people would lose their friends.
Jeopardizing relationships of all kinds.
And many of them would end.
~Like marriages?
Perhaps? ~
While others would lose complete identities.
Since those lives lived have been totally prefabricated.
~Why are you staring at me?
Which life do you live? ~
My own!
And without references.
Preferences, yes!
But...
Without references!
~Why are you staring at me? ~
'Cause you all up in my 'grill'
Like you belong in it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even if they have pictures
No matter what they tell you
No matter how they beg
Do not – I repeat – Do Not
tell people the truth
People do not really
want to know the truth
Lie - make up shit if you have to
But do not ever tell them the truth
They prefer their fantasies
They prefer their make-believe
safety net webbed about them
suffocating tightly
like the larder of a spider
If you tell people the truth
they’ll just crucify you
hang you from some tree
and then
make shit up about you
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poem by Khristian E. Kay
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