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Not to Be Forgotten

Jaded by the suddenness of one's quick death.
With a quick breath taken,
There comes this acceptance unexpected that sits.

A numbing affect takes place.
And any happiness seems as if a universe away.
Until a healing recovers emotions.

And with 'divine' spirit...
A loss that is loved makes all okay,
Again! But not to be forgotten. As long as life is lived.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick

Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.

Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.

Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.

Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Watch

I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent,
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick;
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick.

poem by Frances Darwin Cornford
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The Watch

I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent;
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick:
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick...

poem by Barry Cornwall
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Death is when....

Death is when my loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain in my heart
Death is this feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is the call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is the lesson i need to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is this unhappy feeling i have
Death is pleasant on my behalf
Death is the day i end my life
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is happiness to the world around me
Death started when i gained my life
Death can be helped along with this knife
Death is where i shall go
Death is close, i kno
Death willl come fast
Death is vast
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
Death is joy to me
Death has come for me
Death is gonna take me
Death will stop my misery
Death loves my company
Death ends the pain
Death takes me on that train
Death is near
Death is finally here

poem by A.J Smith
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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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Anna Lee, The Healer

Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
Healer with the healing hands
Makes you well as quick as she can
You'd love to see those smiling eyes
Of anna lee
From the himalaya mountain side
Of the nishigesh
To a california beach house
Facing towards the sea
Goes a gal who got her fame
By going round healing folks
Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
Healer with the healing hands
Makes you well as quick as she can
You'd feel those healing hands
Of anna lee
When she gets a chance to help someone
She's really happy
If you trust her with your ill
She'll quickly make you see
She can fix things up for you
Just like she did for me
Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
She cures people with her hands
I'm just one of her many fans
You'd love to feel those healing hands
Of anna lee
The healer, the healer, the healer, the healer

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Anna Lee Healer

Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
Healer with the healing hands
Makes you well as quick as she can
Youd love to see those smiling eyes
Of anna lee
From the himalaya mountain side
Of the nishigesh
To a california beach house
Facing towards the sea
Goes a gal who got her fame
By going round healing folks
Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
Healer with the healing hands
Makes you well as quick as she can
Youd feel those healing hands
Of anna lee
When she gets a chance to help someone
Shes really happy
If you trust her with your ill
Shell quickly make you see
She can fix things up for you
Just like she did for me
Anna lee, anna lee, the healer
She cures people with her hands
Im just one of her many fans
Youd love to feel those healing hands
Of anna lee
The healer, the healer, the healer, the healer

song performed by by Beach Boys
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My Worth I Already Know

I am not one so quick
To pass my friendship around.
Or solicit acceptance
From those with frowns.

I know my feet are planted steadily,
On the ground.
With other clowns!
In pretense.
That this circus lived...
Strains from decadence.

And cheerful smiles,
Should be passed around.
Even if one is feeling down.

No!
Uh-huh.

I am not one so quick
To pass my friendship around.
Or solicit acceptance
From those with frowns.

No!
Uh-huh.

No plastic mask,
Will I snap on fast.
Just to convey...
Others find me 'okay'.

No!
Uh-huh.
Not me.

I'm not willing to release my peace...
To gain that kind of entry!
Not to pay a fee,
To be found worthy.

My worth...
I already know!
And it is freed of masquerade.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loss

the loss of a loved one is hard to face
but you know they're in a better place
a place where there is no suffering and no pain
a place where loved ones are all the same.
a place where the angels gather to sing
with every new person that they bring.
for in this kingdom of happiness and joy
and pain does not exist.
sits our god and his beloved son.
he gave up his life so that we could see
what it is to be set free.
of all the suffering that we must go through
just so he could be with you.
so raise your head and look to the sky
for your loved one will be flying high.
their wings will be a beautiful white
and nothing can compare to that beautiful sight.
so put away your tears and grief
and thank the lord up above for his everlasting love.

poem by Louis Rams
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Death happens Oh Too Quick

Death came
And now my brother is gone.
Death took
The happiest child around.
Death cares
about nothing at all
Death thinks
of only the pain it causes.
Death happens
oh too quick.

Death came
And tore my family apart.
Death took
our dreams of a family
Death cares
about the tears that fall.
Death thinks
our misery is it's muse.
death happens
oh too quick

Death came
and now i must move on
Death took
my will to hold
Death cares
whether it drags you down or not
Death thinks
we can let go
But sometimes
Death
Happens
OH
To
Quick

poem by Melody Mepham
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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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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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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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An Exchanging Of Footsteps

Could it still be a possibility,
That one's life lived exclusively...
Running away from responsibility,
Can learn after many years spent...
Ignoring the benefits obtained,
In acquiring skills in arithmetic.
Or the process it takes to comprehend,
What has been read to broaden a limitation...
Accepted in one's head instead,
To begin to attach those pieces that fit.
And they eventually could sit patiently,
With a doing of this?

Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!

Many dismissing the discipline it takes,
To quietly absorb a practice in listening...
Actually wait until it's too late,
To find someone desiring to teach an adult...
To undo those childish stunts in a mind done.
Even children in their fifties can learn!

Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!

A willingness to waste another's time,
Is okay.
Until it has become decided,
Someone's seriousness is ready to be displayed.
And...
Is reason enough to give away,
Those experiences acquired by someone else.
And we all can participate in the joys of life.

Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!

There are people all over the place,
Willing to sacrifice their time, minds and efforts...
With their experiences suffered alone to condone,
In an exchanging of footsteps!
All it takes...
Is just for 'one' of us to let this be known.

Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Let us, you and me...and Mother Love,
Just for a few moments abandon realities!
And...
Use our minds to perceive of this,
Idealistically.

'Yep!
Didn't I tell you?
They were doing much more,
Than the changing of test scores...
In the teacher's lounge.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Till We Get The Healing Done

Down those old ancient streets
Down those old ancient roads
Baby there together we must go
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre satisfied with your life
And its running right, and its running right
Till you deal with the poison inside
Sometimes youve got to sit down and cry
When you deal with the poison inside
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you feel the tingle up your spine
Till youre satisfied and youre mine
Till you feel a tingle up your spine
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you live in the glory of the one
Till you live in the land of the sun
Till you feel like your life has just begun
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we dwell in the house of the lord
Till you dont have to worry no more
Till you open a brand new world
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till it makes you feel alright
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till you know you live in the light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you look at the mountains every day
Till you wash all your troubles away
And you live right here in the day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh till its truth and its beauty and its grace
Till youve finally found your true place
Till you know your original face
Till we get the healing done
Oh child, till we get the healing done
Oh when everythings going right
Till youre satisfied with your life
Till youre living in the light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh when you feel it, when you feel it in your soul
Baby, and you really know
That you reap just what you sow
When we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you know that its working every time
Till you work it out in your mind
And you know it straight down the line
Till you get the healing done
Oh make no worry till we get the healing done
Oh we gonna go back, back to our favourite place
Oh look at it again
See it all through different eyes
When we get the healing done
Oh when we get the healing done
Oh were living for the grace of the lord
Baby feel so good about it all
Oh give thanks every day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Oh baby, baby till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Baby you got to stay
Till we get the healing done
If it takes to the break of day
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
You got to stay all night long
Till we get the healing done

song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Such As a Bad Habit

I've been on my own and alone for too long,
To know a few things about patience and life!
And those who have not had that experience...
Know very little about sacrificing their likes,
To endure putting up with unwelcomed dislikes.

There has been many things done I did,
That I disliked but tolerated.
In fact I hated going through the process.
And when I had the opportunity,
To do those things enjoyed and liked...
Not a moment did I waste in indecision.
I might have been confused...
But not crazed.

People who spend time whining,
Get on my nerves.
And I am quick to split away from them.
In mid-sentence,
If I have to do it!
I am not attracted to 'whoa-is-me' people.

My father use to tell me,
How as a child...
He had his teeth pulled,
Without novocain.
He told me this frequently...
Whenever I thought he was just around,
To make my life easier.

'Come on, Daddy!
It's just ten dollars! '

I am one of the fortunate ones,
I will admit that!
And with obstacles and setbacks...
I crawled back to get myself on track!
I wasn't about to spend my life,
Traumaticized by emotional ties!
Or gossip and lies...
Folks entertain themselves to tell!

My relationship with God...
Is close.
And we communicate very well!
God is there...
And delivers!

I don't give advice,
Or recommend what others do!
I use to...
Do that,
Often!
And ended up being screwed.
Figuratively speaking!
Even though it is still just as painful.

I've learned many lessons in my life.
And the hardest one was to forgive and forget.
At times I am visited,
With an embitterness that sits.
it takes a while to get over it.
But I am not going to soon let go of my peace of mind,
Or happiness.
Because someone wants to show and display,
Every bit of their ignorance.
With attitude seeking acceptance.

And those folks,
In some places...
Travel around in cliques.
As if what they do is fashionable.

And after one obtains a degree of consciousness...
Folks like that become easier to identify.
Such as a bad habit,
One has to end to quit...
And quick!
Like a fad that has been outdated.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Isn't It Better That Way?

How many years have I been given?
Nobody knows. I keep on livin'.
Life's my adventure day by day.
I don't know how long I will stay.
and isn't it better that way?

How many days have I been given?
How can I tell? I just keep livin'.
Life's inhalation, so I breathe
uncertain of what I will bequeath.
Life is uncertain, no guarantees.
It's one of life's intriuging mysteries.
and isn't better that way?

How many seconds have I been given?
Are there some left to keep on livin'?
Life goes so quick that when you look back
to your first little breath from that quick little smack.
so to me it's better that way.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Loss of Time

A forgotten time
A forgotten society
A forgotten land
A forgotten people
A time of peace
A time of war
A time of grieving
A time of celebration
A time of loss
A loss of knowledge
A loss of dignity
A loss of loved ones
A loss of sanity
A loss of peace
A beginning of a new time
A beginning of new life
A beginning of new knowledge
A beginning of new peace
A beginning of new war
Its all a cycle
From a new beginning
To loss
To a time of difference
Till it is all forgotten
And a new beginning is forged.

poem by Ankoku Gekido
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Get Stiff Quick

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

When you know you need to move,
From foolish doers...
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to put up more with that funky stuff.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to ride a roller coaster,
You know was tough.
No need to do a shuffle singing those sad songs.
Or get along with others you wish from you gone!

Just,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick!

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

Mean what you say and be done with it.
You've got to,
Get stiff...
Get stiff quick!

Don't let just anything fall from your lips.
Or bite your tongue to let an old patience sit.
When you wish to make a point you know wont quit.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet- Nothing Can Me Depress

When lived I'd in most righteous and sane way,
And honesty had been my policy;
Expect I didn't limelight quick any day,
Nothing can me depress as I keep busy.

When wavered not, I'd much from my said word,
And struggled I’d to reach my present state;
And join I didn't any unscrupulous herd,
Life teaches me newer lessons till date.

When life had been cruel and yet so kind,
And God had been my only Friend for long;
Pleasures and sorrows both in life I find,
Cannot affect my earthly life's weird song.
Who can depress in life me hereafter?
I have become a Poet cum Doctor.

poem by John Celes
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