Obligated Not to Wait
It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By dissatisfaction.
It seems worse than slavery,
To be suited and tied...
With feelings one 'has' to do,
Instead of choosing what one wishes!
To be careened by others...
By a bombardment of career goals.
And then pushed to pursue one...
Completing restricted requirements,
Just to bite one's tongue...
When scolded by an incompetence,
Insisted by someone...
To do what 'is' and not another thing done!
Because of years in a field,
They have!
That same field,
One believed would yield,
Their undoubted happiness!
'What is this shhhh...? '
One quickly silences their trembling lips.
Knowing a 'pink' slip,
Would end their climb into a fall!
It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By this dissatisfaction.
To dropp this nonsense,
May require extreme sacrifice.
It may require,
Long and sleepless nights!
It may require,
A decision made...
To live a life one wishes and likes!
Even if one's closest friend,
Pretends they are not noticed...
As one recognizes they have driven by,
In a bright and just waxed Mercedes Benz!
Know this...
To live the life one likes and wishes,
May mean one might have to bite unwanted dust!
However...
That just might mean,
The life one has chosen for oneself...
And likes,
Although lean on social scenes with appearances...
May leave one feeling much siren and pleased,
Deeply breathing freely.
And obligated not to wait on no one...ever!
However...
If one is in question,
As to how to proceed?
And left to wonder...
What will that take,
Without breaking a back
To find that?
The hour has not come...
To be stupid or 'dumb'
For applying rash decisions.
One must be certain,
Any move like this taken...
Leaves one with at least six months paid rent.
Groceries and some common sense,
To avoid any deep trenches...
One might find climbing out of in shock and despair!
Remember...
I am an 'idealistic' writer of this!
And not a magician,
Who can fix any quick and stupid decisions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am the one of those.....
I am one of those who likes to live,
to be a friend and to forgive.
I am one of those who hates a lie,
if it were for me a war I would deny.
I am one of those who likes to dream,
if to play games then in a family team.
I am one of those who likes to sing
and listen to the bells ring.
I am one of those who likes to laugh,
the time with my dear ones is not enough.
I am one of those who likes fairy tales
and I know that even a hero sometimes fails.
I am thankful to my God and ask our Lord
to prolong my days
so that to look for the new ways.
I am one of those who tries to find the door
leading to more happiness,
I always try to avoid loneliness.
I am one of those who likes to give,
I am one of those who likes to live.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Run, Run, Run
I was sitting in the field, feeling the grass.
Counting the stars as they come out.
Feeling (feeling) the breeze, (feeling the breeze)
Feeling (feeling) the spring. (feeling the spring)
Suddenly I noticed there wasnt light anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run to the light,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
I tumbled on roots, stumbled on stones.
Lost my marbles, stepped on my glasses.
Feeling (feeling) the air, (feeling the air)
Feeling (feeling) the wind. (feeling the wind)
Suddenly I noticed it wasnt fun anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run towards the light,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
I came out of the darkness into the house,
The lights were left on but nobody around.
Feeling (feeling) the room, (feeling the room)
Feeling (feeling) the space. (feeling the space)
Suddenly I noticed it wasnt spring anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run through your life,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
Run, run, run, run, run through your life,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
Run -
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
Run, run.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Run, Run, Run
I was sitting in the field, feeling the grass.
Counting the stars as they come out.
Feeling (feeling) the breeze, (feeling the breeze)
Feeling (feeling) the spring. (feeling the spring)
Suddenly I noticed there wasnt light anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run to the light,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
I tumbled on roots, stumbled on stones.
Lost my marbles, stepped on my glasses.
Feeling (feeling) the air, (feeling the air)
Feeling (feeling) the wind. (feeling the wind)
Suddenly I noticed it wasnt fun anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run towards the light,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
I came out of the darkness into the house,
The lights were left on but nobody around.
Feeling (feeling) the room, (feeling the room)
Feeling (feeling) the space. (feeling the space)
Suddenly I noticed it wasnt spring anymore.
Run, run, run, run, run through your life,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
Run, run, run, run, run through your life,
Run, run, run, run, run for your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
Run -
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
Run, run.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run through your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
For your life.
(run, run, run, run, run for your life)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Fresh Breeze
The fresh wind blows to refresh the soul
This feeling is so refreshing that I never want to let go of it
As the beautiful feeling of living this honest life is much better
Although, the price is surely to be paid and it is of being lonely and unwanted
Never, do I want to let go of this feeling since it actually establishes a beginning
Which is of being true to oneself by learning to struggle
Resisting is often not an easy thing to do, however it teaches
To live life it teaches
It educates to be a honest soul
Although, it is not essential that a truthful individual is always unadulterated
Live and let live by letting the fresh breeze blow.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Live Again
When you turned and walked away
You said all you had to say
It was over
You just couldnt understand
How deeply I had given all my love to you
I was left alone in tears
Our life together had become a memory
And as far as I can see
There was darkness
And I had nothing left inside but pain and sorrow
I had no plans for my tomorrow
And I had to find a reason
That would make me live again
Live again
Now today
I feel my life is worth living
I have someone who is giving
Someone to share each new day
Someone who will always stay
When I think of yesterday
It all seems so far away
Im so happy
And I feel as my life has just begun
And that the world is gonna be mine
It is this feeling deep inside me
That has made me live again
Live again
Live again
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In A Windowpane
I looked into a windowpane
Last evening in a city far away
I was feelin sad and blue
I wondered then if I should really stay
Wanting someone to be with me in the light of this uncertain time
Waiting by the window for the man inside
To please make up his mind
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
I walked along the roadway to a fountain
Where lovers come to meet
A hobo walked up to me, I could tell
He didnt have enough to eat
He said, good sir you look so kind
And though the years have stripped me to the bone
It seems I am the better man
For in this place Ive never walked alone
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Where will you be, my friendly, when your
Telephone aint givin out no calls
And when the seasons come to haunt you
Will you still find springtime in the fall
And when youre on your island
Will you wave at every ship that passes by
And will you feed a hungry man
I thank you, sir,
Now Ill just say goodbye
Dont you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Suspect
I suspect...
You are the only one who knows,
What you are doing.
And I suspect,
You also choose the way you feel,
When this you do.
Whether that color is bright,
Sunny and yellow mellow.
Or royal blue to appear as you do,
In the dumps with clouds gray...
That appear to be near you to subdue.
I suspect...
Any cheerfulness you get,
Comes from your chasing of rainbows.
After your eyes have dropped rain...
From many tears you've wept.
With no bucket of gold,
At the end of those chased rainbows.
I suspect...
The happiness I have chosen,
Makes you upset.
Because I wont let you,
Lead my parade...
With a showering done,
Of a negligence you wish to pour on me.
And this I will not accept,
To be in a darkened blackness on bended knees.
Not me!
You wont find me trying to please your disrespect.
I'm on the go and I am green.
Keeping my mind opened,
To experience refreshing beneficial scenes.
Romancing an agony?
You will not find yourself doing that here with me.
I suspect...
There is a controlling of me you wish to do.
In a closeness together...
I will not allow us to get.
Or you attempt to pursue.
And I suspect you have a selfishness.
Since only those things you wish to do...
Disregards what my wishes are with much disrespect.
Yes.
I've noticed that about you too.
And I suspect...
The happiness I have chosen,
Makes you quite upset.
Because I wont let you,
Lead my parade to redirect.
And I suspect,
You are afraid...
I don't need you to make my decisions.
And this you are correct.
I wont live a negativity...
As you do at your best.
I suspect...
You don't know me,
As well as you think you do.
I suspect you believed,
For you I'd be a fool.
Why should I want that kind of life with you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live Life
live
live the life you want to live
live the way you want to live the way you want your life to be
pursue your dreams and dream the dreams that you pursue
live your life live your dreams touch and reach for all these dreams
do not think much there is no point to so much ponder and banter
live, live, live the life that gives you life
this is our main business my friend,
the living must live the life of the living
we die, we die for sure, in our own time, in His own will
ours is not to destroy this life we have
this gift
ours is to live this life, why bother about dying?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life..?
A life that I live for my dreams,
A life that will extend far beyond my realms..
A life to live without anything to fear,
A life to fulfill the wishes of my dear...
A life that has meaning even though not understood my most..
A life like a wave, stumbling to reach the coast..
A life of solitude desired by none,
A life of peace in search of someone..
A life that in size small might be,
A life which forever, end will never see..
A life in which luxuries might not be there,
A life in which happiness is everywhere..
A life in which the value is of time,
A life till its end will always be mine..
poem by Abhishek Shah
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If I Am Not Seen Following You
My heart that beats,
May to you have no purpose.
Or my emotions felt,
To you may not be shown.
But what is known,
Without you condoning it...
Are wishes and dreams.
And although different they may be,
Every wish I dream seems to be mine alone.
I live with a desire to fulfill,
Those adventures that appear...
To have my signature on them clear.
And if I am not seen following you,
On a path you pursue...
That should leave you a clue,
My life is mine to live.
Just as yours is for you to do,
With wants and wishes made to come true.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I live with the moon
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am the creatures
that creep the night. I step out into the sun and die. The moon
rises and i am alive. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am the one thing
that you should fear. I fall and crash to the ground. This is the
way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with sun. What is this feeling inside?
It is for you, that I know. Why oh why is this the way of my life?
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I sigh as I die. I breathe
as I am alive again. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. You are my moon and I am
yours. We rise together and die together. This is the way of our life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. You shall die with a burning
vengeance thats cold as ice. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am immortal but, how can I die? Forever and ever this will be the way of my life.
poem by Crystal Michalski
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Disregarding One's Gift of Life
We all have made those decisions,
To live the kind of life we like.
Some have chosen to fulfill their dreams with things!
Others choose to discover life.
Seeking truth.
And what for them true happiness means.
And still there are others who prey,
For all the wrong reasons.
Leeching to please urgent needs.
And completely satisfied...
To play with life all day.
And make commitments,
To waste time at night.
We all have made those decisions,
To live the kind of life we like.
And yet there are those who despise themselves...
With needs to start arguments.
For them conflicts they wish to incite.
To peak their interests by starting fights.
And disregarding one's gift of life...
As something they've been ordained to take away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Am I to Deny It Promise?
If I am not living my life today...
With the fulness that I should,
To be left feeling betrayed.
Then everyday I have lived my life,
Has been invalidated.
If I can say,
I am not living my life today.
I am dreamless without hope.
I give empty reasons to mope!
I am a vacant shell...
Existing in a hell I've created.
If I am not living my life today!
Where did I store those memories?
When did any happiness come to leave?
Why am I not pleased...
With anything that comes my way?
If I can say,
I am not living my life today!
And I breathe just to witness my breath...
Fade away into a nothingness.
If I am not living my life today...
What is this,
That IS!
And 'who' am I,
To deny 'it' promise?
Like a gift one receives...
Selfishly to leave unwrapped.
Can I honestly believe,
I am not worthy to do that?
If I am not living my life today...
Perhaps I should.
And unpack...
From sorrows deeply stacked.
Trapping my sight in darkness,
Without daylight I alone hold back.
If I am not living my life today...
With the fulness that I should,
To be left feeling betrayed.
Then everyday I have lived my life,
Has been invalidated.
And I know there is 'something' I value,
I can give!
To say 'that' is the reason,
I am here to live!
If I can remove myself...
To cast shadows,
Instead of finding an escape within them.
To live and let my life,
Be the one I have and learn to like!
Unfrightened.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Other Half
Your touch
Your kiss
Your voice
I can live with out one or maybe two of them
But I can't and I will not
Live with out your love
I can't now that I have you
Second by second
Minute by minute
Hour by hour
I live for you
I live to please you
To have you and know who you are to me
To know what you really are to me
Is the ultimate gift anyone could ever give me?
When we touch it as if I can feel
All my worries explode from my body
When we kiss it's if I'm skipping through clouds
But stumbling over rainbows
But most of all the feeling I enjoy the most
Is when we arte together we don't have to even be
Touching
Kissing
Or even talking to each other
All we have to be is in the same room by each other
For me to feel the greatest feeling god gave us
Being whole
Being content
And knowing that I have found the one
I will always love
Knowing that you are my soul mate
Awe the greatest feeling is the one
I share with you and only you my love
The missing piece of my puzzle
My soul mate
Is you
For I love you
And always will
Just remember
You can either crush my heart or cherish it
But you will always hold it in your hand
For I will always
Love you and only you
For the rest of my life
You may find new love
Or want to take a break from me
Or realize you never loved me
At all in the first place
But I
I will always love you
Not because I don't want
To love anyone else
Because I couldn't love
Anyone else in my life
It would not be physically impossible for me to
Love again
I may lust
But May I never love again
If you were to leave
For it's you
And only you whom is
My one and only
Other half
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Give Him Credit For Something
He wants to damage our way of life...
And the economy!
He wants to frighten us with scare tactics.
With a bombardment of truths.
And we aren't accustomed to it!
He wants to inflict us with decisions,
Unlike any made before.
He wants to remove deceit and lies.
And expose us to reality.
To leave that at our front doors.
He dares to reveal an incompetent government.
He dares to be a leader...
Choosing to use common sense.
'Don't be so hard on him!
He has yet to say anything...
About taking away your delusions.
Those he wishes you to keep.
They have been excluded.
Give him credit for something! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Me It Stays
At this time in my life,
I am not trying to find...
Comfortable allegiances,
With those of similar likes.
And/or dislikes decided.
To find myself eligible,
For lifetime achievement approvals.
To leave hanging in the recesses of my mind.
And for what?
I am not trying to find that type of association.
Some folks are in it for the show and tell!
I'm not into it!
Doing my own thing and minding my business...
I have found most refreshing.
It lessens apologies and confessions.
I've long removed myself,
From that kind of insecure need.
And I have no cravings,
To be a social 'butterfly'.
To either sip or pour tea!
Or prop up my lips...
Ready to whisper fresh gossip!
Those I've appreciated,
Already know what to expect from me.
And we know what time it is!
And those that don't...
Wont!
That's how I live.
Since peace of mind had been found!
To leave me feeling free,
From making excuses for it!
Or adjusting any schedules,
For its appearance.
With me it stays.
That's the agreement made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prisoner on Trial
Who are you to judge me on whom I really am?
Who are you to decide my life journey?
What gives you right to know what's best for me?
What gives you the authority to decide what I am and am not capable of doing?
Most certainly not you! You live your life and I will live mine.
I'm tired of feeling like a prisoner on trial.
Giving the jury the power to decide my fate.
Feeling like I'm guilty for every little move that I make.
Always scared to go against the jury's verdict.
Feeling like my life I'm living is not my own.
Always responding the way people expect me too.
Even if it goes against what I believe.
All I want to is break free of these chains and live my life without every move being examined through a microscope.
poem by Francesca Marie
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In Acceptable Bondage
They find themselves in acceptable bondage.
Feeling complete and shackled,
With a dignity and pride...
Only money and the absence,
Of an identity can buy!
Trapped by things that can not touch them back!
However...
They have secured their place,
With the best of those achieving...
The heights of a nothingness to offer!
And 'that' they believe...
Will leave a mark of success,
That feeds others best!
Their accomplishments will go down,
In a history that has already been forgotten.
But who cares?
They did prove without question,
They and they alone...
Can and did live well!
Without a documented fact,
That they ever lived at all!
Just produced.
An array of discretions...
To sustain an influx,
Of their own seductions.
And this did not require an insight,
To inspire!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Hit Wonder
loopy says he likes it up on top
yes he knows if he ever lets go
the pretty machine
will swallow him whole
he has no fear
he has no sense of shame
he will not stop
until everybody everywhere
wants to know his name
the one hit wonder
he likes the big time
he says he wants to live the kind of life
that will make the folks back home
all bitch and whine
he knows if he ever even gets the chance
he'd sell his soul
to make the monster dance
they can't hurt you unless you let them
loopy says he sure
does like the good life
yes he knows all those women who scheme
are just pretty pictures in the pretty machine
he knows if he ever even gets to try
he will bite down hard to make the monster cry
he knows if he ever even gets the chance
he'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
they can't hurt you unless you let them
i will say it again
they cannot hurt you unless you let them
loopy says he likes it up on top
he prays to god
and he hopes like hell
that the pretty machine
they will never fail
he has no fear
he doesn't really even have the time
he knows that the world is in love
with the pretty machine
(oh yeah... the pretty machine)
the one hit wonder
he likes the big time
he wants to live the kind of life
that will make the folks back home
scream
song performed by by Everclear
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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