Not a Drop of It Has Satisfied
You had your fun with deceptions done.
It was a way to undermine my faith and trust.
And every step that was taken to erode honesty...
Has left you the one bleeding profusely.
And not a dropp of it has satisfied my disgust.
Therefore with an attached however...
In between a thus and thence carried forth,
To say you disappoint is an understatement.
To erase you from existence,
Would aid to my forgiveness!
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Deeds Done They Do To Leave
Don't you believe people make mistakes?
And should be forgiven for those they make?
'Sure.
I've made quite a few myself.
And not one did I make,
Was an intention to undermine someone else,
Consciously.
Nor did I,
With a premeditation done...
Inflict sorrow on anyone.
Those are not 'mistakes'.
That is a remorse received for a thing done,
Now bringing feelings of guilt and grief.
Feelings of guilt that brings one grief,
Is a payback.
And those are divinely distributed.
Mistakes can be corrected.
Heartaches and 'breaks'...
Are way beyond my jurisdiction to mend.
They require much prayer and faith.
And that is what I have relied on to keep my head up,
To protect from those of destructive forces.
So those who choose to say,
They should be forgiven for making mistakes.
And expect a forgiveness done...
Are 'consciously' approving their own devious activities.
That is the way I see deeds done they do to leave.
With expectations to continue their deceptions.
After an appropriate forgiveness has been delivered.'
Those are not mistakes.
And there is quite a difference.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Until Truth Is Faced
Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
Hatred will continue to mask those charading...
Beliefs they have been selected to lead,
And not follow doctrines that protect the interests...
Of all humanity.
The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
To invade and take...
From others to leave them bleeding.
The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
With a faking of created faith...
To impress those oppressed,
Whose lives lived...
Are determined by some,
To be worthless!
Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
There will be no peace that decreases fighting.
There will be no peace that increases love.
Until truth is faced,
There will always be wars.
There will always be the taking to claim ownership.
And a quest to seek a victory,
As if a watching and listening God does not exist.
As if God has permitted them to destroy this gift of life,
Given.
'Living in enforced isolation,
Does not broaden once's comprehension...
Of an accepted reality.
And the ones protecting lies with continued alibis,
Find themselves eventually victimized.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Drop Your Garbage
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away...
And when you step,
Kiss the wind!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away...
And when you step,
Kiss the wind!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
Don't dropp your garbage at my front door.
Get to steppin' take it back.
No one seeks to hear your preaching.
Or your point of view described while you teach'.
With self righteous sighs.
Too many sitting on the edge are jumpy.
And twice as many want to fight.
Don't dropp your garbage.
Get from my door and get to steppin'.
Don't want to regret what I do.
I wish to keep that evil sleepin'.
Don't wake it up,
I ask of you!
Don't dropp your garbage at my front door.
Get to steppin' take it back.
No one seeks to hear your preaching.
Or your point of view described while you 'teach'.
With your self righteous sighs.
Too many sitting with an edge are jumpy.
And twice as many look to fight.
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away...
And when you step,
Kiss the wind!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
Don't dropp your garbage!
I'd like to keep myself polite.
Get away!
I don't want to get those demons screaming.
Or stir a yelling to disturb my peaceful night.
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away...
And when you step,
Kiss the wind!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away...
And when you step,
Kiss the wind!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
Don't dropp your garbage!
Get away,
And step!
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Somthing to Live For
A fiery orb
Sinks into the ocean
Red liquid spreads
And drains into the shore
Sunrise and Sunset
Always on time
Something to trust
Something to believe
The bald face of the moon
The smile from a pure heart
Life is nothing without it
We are nothing without it
The streaming water
The open petals
The stinging chill
The thawing warmth
The angry storm
The frozen pond
All filled with honesty
Because that’s all they have
We put trust in it
A dropp of water
The rush of the wind
We put trust in honesty
Believe in life
Believe in love
Believe in care
Then you have something to live for
poem by Megan Reily
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Faith, Hope, Trust
Faith is a feeling of misconception.
I have Faith in myself,
But should I have Faith in you?
The real challenge is retaining Faith in us.
Hope is a state that is unsteady.
I can Hope to find Faith,
But will Hope cure the fallacy that is us?
Hoping to have Faith gives life more demand.
Trust is an idea that troubles me.
I must Trust in my Hope of finding Faith,
But will that Trust finally induce our perfect peace?
Or should I Trust that your Faith in us is Hopeless?
In order to have Faith in us,
I must first show Faith in you.
Untill I believe you have Hope in us,
I'll keep the Hope that us is true.
And when you start to Trust in us,
You can Trust I will see it through.
poem by Blake Bishop
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God, save me! ! !
I trust myself
I know i can reach out my dreams
I trust my parents
I know how much they care and love me
I trust my friends
I know what they can do for me
I trust the night
I know the stars that shine
I trust the moon
I know its inspiration remains forever
I trust the wind
I know its winding ways
I trust the sky
I know its wonderful days
I trust the sun
I know its rising light
I trust the things I love
God, I know that all that trust may
disappoint and betray me one day.
But, only your trust save me.
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Only Love Counts
Only love counts
Honesty may prove valuable
Build trust
Make me believe all you say
But honesty like faith
Cannot charm me
Truth is not always logical
I believe when I choose
Doubt comes when it will
Stays long enough
And goes of its own accord
Only love counts
Honesty may prove expedient
Confirm hope
But will not bond me to you
poem by Samuel Nze
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Sonnet: Have Trust/Faith in God
Have trust in God and things will turn out right;
Have faith in God and mountains melt like ice;
Have trust in Him- temptations you can fight;
Have faith in Him and Life will become nice.
Have trust in God for He can do all things;
Have faith in God who solves problems we can’t;
Have trust in Him who selects Leaders/ Kings;
Have faith in Him who feeds Ants /Elephant.
Have trust in God for He is our Friend true;
Have faith in God who remains always near;
Have trust in Him who brings the rain and dew;
Have faith in Him who is our Father dear.
Have trust in God who is so kind yet terse;
Have faith in Him who rules the universe!
7-1-2003
Dedicated to most revered D.G.S.DHINAKARAN,
JESUS CALLS MINISTRY, CHENNAI, INDIA,
On his birthday by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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It Is Not That Truth Is Disrespected
It is not that truth is disrespected.
It was never introduced.
It is those deceptions that are believed.
And the people are upset,
By what they have accepted...
That continues to change!
And they protest,
To have the original deceptions...
As remembered and kept,
They grew to trust...
To be returned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forever
Forever
By: Jean Pullman
You promised me forever you said you’d never leave
But now look where I am
You broke the tiny piece of heart I had left
I’m sitting in a dark room
Crying and drowning in the pain you caused
I feel like dying but won’t
CHORUS
You said forever but you didn’t mean it
You stabbed my heart and it’s profusely bleeding
I am broken beyond repair not even you can fix me
I feel like kicking the chair beneath me
But something stops me from ending my life
You say you want to fix things but I know you can’t
I don’t want you gone but you are
You left me in the dark
Now I don’t have a voice
I won’t fall in love again
I won’t let anyone in
CHORUS
You said forever but you didn’t mean it
You stabbed my heart and it’s profusely bleeding
I am broken beyond repair not even you can fix me
I feel like kicking the chair beneath me
But something stops me from ending my life
I’d have to say it wasn’t you it was me
I couldn’t control my jealousy
I should have stopped when I could
I wish I could’ve been understand
I pushed you away and you left
Along with the beating organ in my chest
From this heart break I died inside
I cried so hard I have a permanent sadness in my eyes
poem by Jean Pullman
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The pillars of future
Hope can disappoint you.
Belief can deceive you.
Faith can desert you.
Trust can dislodge you.
They’re pillars of future.
04.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Degenerating Bust
They are trying to compete
To see who can out disgust.
Our troubled youth we have abused,
With disloyality and distrust.
We have satisfied their every whim,
To hold them now at fault.
They are reflections of who we are...
Sad and pitiful guardians of lust!
Self righteous we've become these days,
With freedoms we've outsourced.
Divorced from discipline and morals...
In this melting potted rust!
And every protest against this trend...
Focuses back on us!
In God we claim there is a trust,
But that faith is meaningless...
And has turned to dust!
Hopefully our youth will restore,
This degenerating bust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is It that I Seek
Could I announce from a pulpit,
Travesties I disdain?
Within my consciousness that remains.
To inflict my personal conflicts...
With a revealing of my own insecurities,
I can not shake.
Why do I have a need from a pulpit,
To announce this to berate in a scolding.
And to what desired effect?
There has to be 'something' within me,
I have not been able to face.
There has to be 'something' within me,
An honesty has not graced...
That permits a self examination,
To thoroughly erase.
And what is it that I seek...
To continue to punish others,
For those mistakes I've made?
Is it my own acceptance?
Or my deceptions...
That will not from me go away.
And I need the assurance I am protected,
By my own creation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trust
To trust someone
To be trustable one
To love without doubts
To beloved
without whys
Do not forget my friend
Every relationship in our life Is based on trust and faith
You can't love and beloved
If the trust between you is lost
So keep this advice in mind
Be aware my friend
To not betrrayed Someone's trust that can hurt your pride
I want you to always feel proud
Once the trust is lost Nothing could help you in vain
To gain back again
The lost trust to gain
Between two hearts the flame
Of love so soon turns to ashes and pain
Respect of love gets lost
The meaning of love when foist
Only the bad memories stay
They always remain the pain
There in the minds will be left
Those painful memories and the woundful honesty and the trust
With every mention of love
They always bleed in hearts
While the love is lost
Nothing else is left
Just bitter memory of love
Filled with hate and blame
When the pride of love
Will forever cry Alone in the flame of the self blame
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Have Faith in Me
Have faith in me.
More than I have in myself.
Trust in me.
Trust that I still have some left.
Help me
to trust again.
Help me
to get back
to where I've already been.
Have faith in me.
(1999)
poem by T.J. Daniels
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Insight Without Feistiness
Why I should I host,
A disgust I hold?
After years of acknowledging,
A faith I trust has boldened my soul.
Too much of nothing,
Surrounds and makes attempts...
To narrow and close my eyes.
Emphasis on lust and decadence,
Blocks out the Sun...
As if clouds darken the skies.
Why should I host,
Those who boast only about themselves.
I did that myself when I was younger.
But as I matured,
I peeled away pretense and lies.
I've spent too many years,
Self examining with a consciousness.
And freeing myself of nonsense...
To lay insecurities I had at rest.
Have I become jaded,
With the experiences to me that came?
Am I too observant of thoughtlessness,
Quick by others to vocalize.
Offending as this is displayed.
Have I become too old to critique?
As a feistiness within me fades?
Have I become too concerned with grace?
To prove I can do this as I age!
Why I should I host,
A disgust I hold?
After years of acknowledging,
A faith I trust has boldened my soul.
I should let go of this,
As a feistiness within me fades.
I should let go of this,
To prove I can show...
How gracefully I can grow older.
With an insight without feistiness,
As I age!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Blank Canvas
The many years I have lived without your embrace
Should suffice as penance, so that you may face
The prospect of forgiveness, vis-a-vis my once-held fears
That cost us a life together, while gifting only tears!
What is past is prologue, yet a blank canvas remains
With which we may paint a future together, to erase the pains
Of all that my mistake has taken from us.
All we need is the faith in our hearts, and some trust
In the serendipity of our divine re-acquaintance-
Where once there was anxious trepidation, there is now only patience
And the conviction of a soul, which needs for its mate.
My life is obsequious to the powers of fate,
Which brought us back to one another, so that we are now nigh-
Close enough to give one another try!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Total Trust.....Lost
This is the story of the total trust
You gave me and I lost
I was a bad thing
I never used to think
More than once I dropped
And you helped me on my feet up
And then again I didn't care
And walked in that very same dark track
You pushed me to show me the light
And that there is a better track
Straight, bright and no one can dropp in it
In front of you I walked in it
But still the dark was what I wished
You saw me walk to the light
You gave me your total trust
You never thought I'll go back to the dark
After I knew that there was light
But too bad I did
You somehow saw me in it
And all the trust you gave me I lost
Because you saw me dropp again
But it was a bigger drop
You told me help yourself out
This time I really regret
But you said to late
You've dropped
And only you can help yourself out
Because if I help you
You'll return back to it
That very dark scary track
And here I'm begging you
To help me out of it
And you'll see me in that light
Never wanting that dark life
Please help me out
And give me Ur forgiveness
After I take Allah's.
poem by Rudy Hossam
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Down, Left, Right, Up, Step, See, Lie, Truth, Hate, Love, Happy
Down down down
Let's go down through the ground
Left left left
Go and left the sadness behind
Right right right
Everything will be allright
Up up up
Keep your head up and smile
Step step step
Step forward and look around
See see see
Can you see the miracle called love?
Lie lie lie
People had been a liar sometimes
Yeah, so do i
Truth truth truth
But I'll try to say the truth
In case if I'm not forget yet
Hate hate hate
Never hate yourself
even if you've made mistakes
Love love love
Love your life, your existence
And those around you
Happy happy happy
After all
I'm sure we'll be happy
People Aren't Wearing Their Pretentions Anymore
One thing is certain.
And you will know this for sure!
Gone are those days,
When pretending to be someone's friend...
Has come to a halt!
That has finally come to an end!
People will be looking for evidence.
And just saying you have friends...
Is going to be more valued,
Than anything you 'thought' you owned.
The times we now live will reveal this!
And 'if' you have been working,
To maintain appearances?
Many will find those 'appearances' foreclosed!
Nothing they 'owned'
Can be shown!
Not so much from lack of payment...
But from an introduction to reality!
And 'this' many will find themselves lacking.
Since 'reality' for them produced no backing!
Few had kept track...
Of the importance of keeping,
Themselves attached to facts!
Now they run stunned,
From a truth that attacks!
A reality that crushes perceptions,
Of what is desired most!
Some will find a closeness is needed.
And deceptions will uncover...
Denials suffered and discovered.
With some in recovery,
Hopefully with others!
Someone is sought to be trusted,
These days.
And if you have rushed to purchase that trust...
Guess what?
You and what you have worked to achieve...
Is as useless as your fake smile!
That has been poisoned with this disease.
And 'that' is no longer the standard.
Or accepted like tantrums of a child!
Not in these times as folks are trying to find...
Something of substance that is far more reliable!
And a selective way of life and outlook,
Has become fruitless, unnourishing...
Outdated and passé!
Like judgements passed for quick trials!
People aren't wearing their pretentions anymore.
And you with your charades displayed,
May just find yourself...
Among those who are left,
Who are feeling not only guilt...
But a disgust that has been much betrayed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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