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Others Who Fake It

Needing less attention.
And confessing human sins.
This aging phase,
Finds many who have made it...
At such a rewarding,
Appreciative stage.

Feeling grateful to have life!
And understanding more,
Of this 'gift' that life is.

Seeing things for what they are...
And not for what they are not.
Finding it so trivial now...
To hold onto pettiness held,
To become glad and light hearted...
Knowing that 'stuff'
Has long been dropped.

I feel where I am now,
Should be the beginning.
And not near the end that comes.
Accepting reality for what it is for me.
And realizing with a maturity,
That's how life should be lived...
By each and everyone!

And that makes a happier life to live.
Knowing I am here,
To leave others who fake it...
Or however it is taken,
For their own sakes...
And making it on their own,
Alone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Could Not Be More Thrilled

Where I am,
With my life as it has been lived...
I could not be more thrilled about it.

To be gifted with talents,
And them to share and give...
Is a rewarding experience,
Only those who do this...
Know what that feeling is.

It is not about fame or fortune at all.
Or adulation received,
As one stands on a stage...
To listen and hear appreciative applause.

It's about knowing oneself,
And being grateful about it too.
So many live their lives...
Not knowing who they are or what to do.
Unhappy with their decisions made.
And wanting others to pay for their choices,
They pursued.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Had Not Been For You

If it had not been for you...
I would not know joy like this.
Or know such happiness I have,
Could like this exist.
If it had not been for you.
So true this is!
As I think of those times,
Share between me and you.
With those memories I miss...
Never to ever could I just dismiss.

And if it had not been for you,
The weight of the world I'd still be holding.
I would get upset by the pettiness,
Of my own minor setbacks.
Brewing from a thoughtlessness.
I would later regret.
You taught me how to let 'go'...
Let live! And just 'let'.
If it had not been for you...
None of this would I be able to live through.

And if it had not been for you,
I could not walk forward...
Knowing I had attempted something tried,
I would hide and deny inside had failed!
You showed me I could and would prevail.
Even without you near as I wish...
I know if it had not been for you,
My life as it is lived now...
Would not be as rewarding as it is.
With a happiness that keeps me uplifted!
If it had not been for you,
To teach me to accept and enjoy...
All of my experiences.

And I do!
Knowing I couldn't.
If it had not been for you!
To show me whatever I wished...
It was up to me to pursue!
And I do!
And I do!
And I owe this feeling I have...to you!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today I Had to Forgive Myself (My Life Is Meant to be Lived)

I saw something I had never seen before,
Once I looked beyond my own sorrows.
I lifted my head and saw an open door.
A light was shining through,
To show me tomorrow.
With promises I once wished,
But had not pursued.

I lived with a stagnation...
That came and overstayed,
A temporary reservation...
I made when feeling down,
And knocked out!
Drugged on self debasement.
Feeling nothing could replace...
This empty space within me.

And I knew then...
If I was to walk through that door,
Today I had to forgive myself...
And not let my burdens feel too welcomed.
As I had done countless times before.
Tossing my pain and self doubt about!

They could stay for as long as they wanted!
And entertain grief that came to visit.
But I had no intentions to remain with them,
Sustaining their attention or their comfort.
I kept deep within to repeat again and again.
A hollow search I felt had no end.

My life is meant to be lived.
Not to sit and forget to refresh my perceptions.
My life is meant to be lived.
And when I made up my mind,
I knew I would find...
A release of darkness that would diminish.
Once I allowed my guilt to deplenish,
I prepared to say goodbye to despair!
Knowing to leave that behind me to become fully aware...
My life is meant to be lived.
My life is meant to be lived.
My life...
Is meant to be lived.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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
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Doing What It Takes To Feel One's Best

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do...
To get the attention.
Misconceptions about that are taught to those,
To leave them feeling insecure to be left exposed.
And psychologically dependent on others.

Those who are seeking the attention,
Are the ones making the excuses...
For everything done they do,
To avoid doing that which they should.
Fearing then no one would notice them at all.
And for them to be noticed is what is sought.

Leave them alone to figure themselves out,
And they wouldn't know what to do 'with' clues.
Especially if no one is there to listen,
To their opinions given or their version of life...
Yet for them to live.
But they'll try to convince others they know about.

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do to get the attention.
Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is something one does to comprehend.
And many not comprehending,
Can also be viewed amongst those refusing to listen.

Only a life lived to be one's best,
Is often a life lived making fewer excuses.
With less complaints heard,
To create and produce to seduce someone else...
For whatever the reason found around,
To digest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Im Glad

Baby when I think about (about about),
The day that we first met (the day that we first met),
Wasnt looking for what I found,
But I found you,
And Im bound to,
Find happiness in being around you,
Im glad when Im making love to you,
Im glad for the way you make me feel,
I love it cause you seem to blow my mind..every-time,
Im glad when we walk you hold my hand,
Im glad that ya know how to be a man,
Im glad that you came into my life,
Im soo glad,
I dig the way that you get down (you get down for bout),
And you still know how to hold me (and you still know how to hold me),
A perfect blend, masculine (I think I know now)
I think Im in love, damn finally,
Im glad when Im making love to you,
Im glad for the way you make me feel,
I love it cause you seem to blow my mind..every-time,
Im glad when we walk you hold my hand,
Im glad that ya know how to be a man,
Im glad that you came into my life,
Im soo glad,
Im glad,
That you,
Turned out,
To be,
That certain someone special who makes this life worth living,
Im glad,
Your here,
Just loving me...
So say that you wont leave,
Cause since the day you came Ive been glad,
Im glad when Im making love to you,
Im glad for the way you make me feel,
I love it cause you seem to blow my mind..everytime,
Im glad when we walk you hold my hand,
Im glad that ya know how to be a man,
Im glad that you came into my life,
Im soo glad,

song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Blessed With This Gift

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
With a feeling that expresses a gratefulness,
To experience this gift.
They will see opportunity.
And know to them it has already been given.

If one makes a decision,
Life is to be lived and not taken for granted...
Blessings given will be shared,
If they awaken with thoughts...
To be to others more caring!

If...
And that's not a big 'if' to ponder.
Not to awaken thinking of possibilities!
Or what this day given brings.

If...
One makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
One just has to start,
Realizing each day when they awaken...
They have already been blessed with a gift!

If...
For them that is a decision made,
To see a life that has been given that way...
Fortunes are at their fingertips.
With a pricelessness that enriches.

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
And feeling blessed with this gift.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life's A Gift

Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now

poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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This Life

As my body begins to turn against me
And I face the inevitable fate
That I too am flesh and bone
Impending death...
My thoughts turn to my childhood
The green dappled hills
The snow covered peaks
The lush valleys
Of a childhood in a place so far away...
My playing near a crisp clear stream
As the sun danced on my skin
Tasting melting snow
Laying in soft grass in an apple orchard
Watching the birds fly overhead
Inhaling sweet perfumed air
Looking at a team of ants busy in their day's work
Spotting a squirrel or two at play
Daydreaming
Making up adventures in my head
This life
Is such a fleeting thing
Gone
In the blink of an eye
I think of all the things I've done
It moves so quickly
Life
With
It's beautiful, happy, sad, bittersweet, wonderful, horrible
Struggling to feel... something
Rejoicing in being alive
Then feeling trapped
Then feeling free
Then feeling....resigned
Then finding the courage to fight
Giving up
A pile of flesh on the floor
Wanting to...end
Then,
Finding the strength to pick yourself up, all over again
Constantly
Reinventing yourself
Making yourself better
Evolving
Always
Into a
Different you
All these memories
Come flooding at me
A dam bursts open
And
I feel
As if I've lived a thousand lives
Every second
Of
Every day
I find beauty
Even in my pain
My life was as perfect for me
As it could be
And, now,
As I look back
Knowing I have to leave
Knowing what I know
I wonder...
Would I have
Should I have
Lived it any differently
Did I take every chance
Afforded to me
Was I as happy
As I could be
Was I the truest version of my self for the sake of... me?

poem by Rabia Minhas
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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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Charade

Some nights we made our love in the sand
And at the tide we held our love in our hands
And we listened to music the ocean was playing
The words that our two hearts were saying
That only two lovers can make
Let us ride on the wind while this moment is real

Your the light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade
And this felling knowing you blessed me forever

And believing I have been touch by your love
And the pleasure of knowing the evening won't tare us apart

We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze up the sky till the night is over

Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade
And this felling knowing you blessed me forever

We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze at the sky till the night is over

Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade

And this feeling knowing you blassed me forever
We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze at the sky till the night is over
Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade..........

song performed by by Bee Gees from Mr. Natural
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Life Keeps Slippin' Away

Somewhere there's a beginning
and somewhere there's an end.
And in between you live your life
and finally ascend.
Some awaken. Some do not.
To me it's sad that they forgot
and let time slip away.

They do not find what life's about.
So when they leave they're filled with doubt.
They do not laugh enough it seems.
They do not have light-hearted dreams.
They do not find the harmony
that comes from living peacefully.
They keep their heart afraid to love
and never know what life's made of.

They miss the beauty in front of their eyes.
They ignore the stars and the midnight skies.
They disregard the rights of man
and refrain from helping when they can.
They condone others to live in pain
and allow someone's loss to be their gain.
And their life keeps slippin' away.

Somewhere there's a beginning
and somewhere there's an end
Think of these things while you're alive
my friend.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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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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Dreams, Dreams, Dreams

Most children want to copy adults fast;
They try to dress and talk and walk like one;
They want to do the things what adults do;
But children can’t be adults before time!

Adults dream of their childhood years at times;
They cannot move or speak or walk child-like;
They cannot be innocent like children;
They can’t become children again in life.

The elderly have dreams of their own too;
Oh, how they wish they were younger in age!
They recollect the things they did when young;
Their frames and minds are weaker than they think!

All human beings live in dreams galore;
Most dreams cannot become reality;
Our dreams must be something we can well do;
Too much of dreams don’t help to dash ahead.

Each stage of life can be lived only once;
One cannot go back or ahead in time;
Be happy with whatever you’ve achieved;
Life is so wonderful they way it is!

Just keep your mind and heart as per your age;
Be aware of the limits, risks, you take;
Life shouldn’t be lost even through accidents;
Life is the greatest gift of God to you!

Thank God for whatever you are in life;
Thank Him for gift of human life and soul;
Thank Him for all the things, He’d done for you;
Thank Him for all His love and kindness shown!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2008

poem by John Celes
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On the Wings of Pettiness

I am grateful not to ride,
On the wings of pettiness.
With those who live as isolationists.

This experience of life given,
Is a tremendous gift.
One should explore unlimited.

I am often reminded of my human-ness.
By others who live their lives in restrictions.
And I understand that point of view too well.
Before a self examination...
Removed my grip on delusions I depicted.
Without hesitating to throw a balled fist I held!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Desire.

How I wish the sky is not my limit
But wish it my beginning
How I wish I could change the world
Bringing the world into oneness
How I wish I could rule over life
And life not rule over me
Making things happen the way I want it
And not things running me
How I wish I could see the future
Studying and planning for it
Knowing how to fully prepare for it
And not desiring the future
That will break the ties of the past
Not really anxious about the future
But planting for the raining days
When all else is lost, the future still remains
Cos this are my desire
Knowing fully the reality of life
My desire of great things
My desire of great value

poem by Ogunleye Kayode Peter
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The Truth About Jesus

what made Jesus
the force that changed
history forever?

was it His death on
the cross? or was it
His life, the way He lived?

He dared to live compassion
with human hands... knowing
the risk, He took it....

He knew that all lives
are connected... and lived
what He knew to be true....

'the kingdom of heaven
within you...'

His death merely an extension
of His life... the final step
of a long journey....

'the way, the truth, and the life...'
compassion, compassion, compassion...
God's hands are human!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Feeling grateful to or appreciative of someone or something in your life actually attracts more of the things that you appreciate and value into your life.

quote by Christiane Northrup
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He Comes Knowing

He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.

Do you think he is oblivious to the obvious?
And living in a preferred time zone.
Comforted by hidden insecurities...
And deluded by the absence of practiced truths?

He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.

Do you believe,
One who has been made to feel an 'outsider'...
Does not perceive,
Who receives him as he is!
Amongst those who are quick...
To ridicule him with their negative judgements.

He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.

And...
He is guided by the 'Divine'!
In time,
You will discover that.

He comes knowing he is challenged.
And knowing he does...
What will and must take place,
To clean up disgraceful traces left,
By those who have lived their entire lives unchallenged...
Thoughtless.
And,
Born to feed their greed!

Prepare...
For the 'We Can and 'We Will'
Winds of change to blow,
Dramatically across the land!
And free of addicting pollutants.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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