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People Who Use Love

Love and deceit,
Can not meet to greet...
Happily under one roof.

There may have been some,
Who have tried to do this.
But loyalty and devotion...
Is not a commodity to dilute.

People who use love,
As if they are exchanging...
A pair of tight fitting shoes,
Are also the ones who say they pray...
And afraid to tell the truth!

Love and deceit,
Can not meet to greet...
Happily under one roof.
And those who do it,
Are in constant conflict...
With those who refuse...
To put up with their,
Alibis and mood shifts!

To have an acceptance,
From those to approve...
As if it's okay to choose confusion too!

As if they can get away...
With whatever they do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happily Ever After

Happily ever after
Look at me, right where I wanna be
My life took a turn, its a happy affair
Im never alone even when hes not there
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Happily ever after
So carefree, look whats come over me
All my prayers have been answered, he heard my cry
Took all my troubles and threw them aside
Threw them aside
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Once in a lifetime!
I never thought I could be
So carefree, so carefree
Happily ever after
Happily ever after
Him and me, sunshine and laughter
Were never alone, when theres nobody there
Were never alone, we got love to share
Lots of love, happily ever after
Lost of love, happily ever after
Weve got love, happily ever after
Lots of love, happily ever after
Just look at me, right where I wanna be
Happily ever after

song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Just to 'Hang' In There

We've all seen them rush,
To meet and greet new guests.
With impressions made.
And in fresh dress...
To do their best,
To be the ones addressed.

We've all seen them rush,
To meet and greet new guests.
Especially the ones who profess,
To be those righteous.
But disguising their true selves,
As pests who love to gossip.

We've all seen them rush,
To meet and greet new guests.
To get those same guests...
To get upset and leave.
And the actions of those responsible,
Seem as natural as the scenery.
If one is not in constant movement.
And movement is a required necessity.
For anyone who stays around.

And not just to 'hang' in there!
For the purpose to keep this reviewed,
With the same complaints to report...
On a daily basis.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Options of Deceit

I would find truth offensive too...
If I had not allowed myself a break,
From my delusions.

And what I discovered about truth...
Had me dilute those delusions,
Until I was able to let them go completely.

I did not know truth and honesty...
Were not options of deceit?
Did you?

I believed deceit was used,
To protect those afraid to be too honest.
And I had heard that truth hurts.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Can Never Be For 'All' What God Is

Pray.
If you say you know God is there...
Why is it you accept conflict?
And dismiss He is everywhere.

Pray.
Everything God is,
Is within your reach.
God isn't secretive,
With deception to teach.

Pray.
Listen.
God wants us to love.
Not stray and disobey.

And we've done so much of that.
Leaving us dissatisfied and dismayed.
And constantly from His enlightened 'sight'...
We've made choices to look away.

And we say we pray!
As long as things go our way.
Feeding deceit and dishonest in our betrayals.
And we say we pray!
As long as things go our way.
Feeding deceit and dishonest in our betrayals.
And we say we pray!
As long as things go our way.
Feeding deceit and dishonest in our betrayals.

God knows we are weak and defenseless.
Too senseless to know the power of love...
And to pray.
Laying our weapons down!
And becoming freed of that need...
To command as if we were He!
And we can never be for 'all' what God Is!
And 'this' God knows and has exposed it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before They Eat

If you want to know what's there,
Without a big stink...
Stay awake.

If you want to get it first,
And be the one who thinks...
Stay awake.
And,
You wont have to make believe.

If you want to know what's there,
Without a big stink...
Stay awake.

If you want to get it first,
And be the one who thinks...
Stay awake.
And,
You wont have to make believe.

Truth and Love and Harmony,
Seem to me to be free...
Of conflict and disease.
Of War and enemies.

I said it,
Truth and Love and Harmony,
Seem to me to be free...
Of conflict and disease.
Of War and enemies.

Nobody in their right mind,
Wants to meet and greet...
While bleeding.
Or want to fight right away,
Before they eat.

Nobody in their right mind,
Wants to meet and greet...
While bleeding.
Or want to fight right away,
Before they eat.

If you want to know what's there,
Without a big stink...
Stay awake.

If you want to get it first,
And be the one who thinks...
Stay awake.
And,
You wont have to make believe.

Truth and Love and Harmony,
Seem to me to be free...
Of conflict and disease.
Of War and enemies.

I said it,
Truth and Love and Harmony,
Seem to me to be free...
Of conflict and disease.
Of War and enemies.

Nobody in their right mind,
Wants to meet and greet...
While bleeding.
Or want to fight right away,
Before they eat.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peer Pressure, Identity, and Acceptance

Just not fitting in
Where's those people?
Is there anyone like me?
Am I supposed to be like them?
Just not fitting in

I want acceptance they don't want me
They want me to compromise
This isn't who I am
Who am I anyways?
It's only temporary.... right?
I can't lose myself cause I'm....well I'm me

I need acceptance they're like a distant dream
They're staring right through me
They're speaking to me out of sympathy
They see through my act
They see.... no they couldn't
Who are they anyways?
I guess I'll call them..... well, they're friends
They're all I got

I crave acceptance
The pangs of loneliness
No it's not that
Not quite
As much as I crave acceptance
I think deep down
I don't want to have to change
I think deep down
If I could speculate about myself
Deep down I want to be me
But who.... who am I? I can't remember or maybe....
Maybe there's nothing to remember

Just fitting in
Has changed me
Where can I get real acceptance
Would anyone just care about me even knowing that I was me?
I can't even love me, I don't want to feed me, I don't want to help me
Why would they?
Is there anyone who'd just want me, even if they knew it was me?

Acceptance
It's not just a commodity, it's a necessity
So I found acceptance
It took my life but I'd gladly give it up again
It's better that I no longer live
Well in the my old definition of life
This.... this is life
It's acceptance

I found acceptance with the one I deserved it from the least
Someone I never did anything for
One of my greatest enemies
That's why this acceptance
This forgiveness
This love
Changed me
From the inside
Out

I think I found part of me, I must show my friends
Or that's what I thought
Because the cruel reality of the world is that it
Denies us that one thing that we need to survive that one thing we crave
Acceptance
When I told them He loved me
I lost what little friends I did have
But I have more than I've had
Because I have

Acceptance

poem by David Knox
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For Those Observing

Easily manipulated,
We.
People who suspect truth,
And receive deceit...
Gleefully!

Attacked by desires hyped on TV.
Believing in the spice of variety.
With the dismissal of devotion,
Patience and/or loyalty.

We are just not into it at all.
Not in these days,
When disrespect is the rage.
And being crazed,
Is the epidemic no one seems to fear.
That is clear...
For those observing.
And keeping recommendations,
In their own survival kits!

Easily manipulated,
We.
People who suspect truth,
And receive deceit...
Gleefully!

People have become entertained,
By their own demise.
And victimize those who attempt to stop them.
As if cocained!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ladies Room

Every time its the same
What follows me is my fame
Youre what I need to play the game
You say you like to dance
Mmm, I think Ill take a chance
Ooh, baby, maybe its time for romance
Youre such a jewel in the rough
You wanna show me your stuff
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
You say you like to play
Well, its too late for you to get away
And youve gotta believe me, when I say
Baby, youre such a jewel in the rough
You wanna show me your stuff
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
You cant be too soon
Youre such a jewel in the rough
You wanna show me your stuff, come on baby
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
Ill meet you, greet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet you, greet you in the ladies room
Ill meet you, greet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet you, greet you in the ladies room
Mmm, meet, meet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet, meet you in the ladies room
Ill meet you, greet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
Ill meet, meet you in the ladies room
Ill meet you, greet you in the ladies room
For my money, you cant be too soon
Meet, meet you in the ladies room

song performed by by Kiss
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With A Bluntness That Hits

Who is it that travels on the path of truth,
Ultimately finding they are alone.
And unpopular?

Who is it that reveals they speak without deceit,
And become greeted by opposition...
From many they meet.

People today,
Are addicted to the sweet taste of delusion.
Anyone confusing their needs for a fix...
With a bluntness that hits,
Is considered a misfit!

Who is it that travels on the path of truth,
Ultimately finding they are alone.
And unpopular?

Who is it that reveals they speak without deceit,
And become greeted by opposition...
From many they meet.
In times when people are seeking,
More feeding of their fantasies

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anywhere You Choose

With this heart I'll meet you,
With this heart I'll greet you,
Anywhere you choose.

With these hands I'll undress you,
With these hands I'll caress you,
Anytime you choose.

With these arms I'll hold you,
With these arms I'll enfold you,
Anyplace you choose.

With these lips I'll kiss you,
With these lips I'll bliss you,
Anyway you choose.

With my love I'll adore you,
With my love I'll amour you,
Any moment you choose.

With my eyes I'll wake you,
With my eyes I'll make you
Desire me, any day you choose.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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I am as I am

I think it doesn't sound strange

If I don't want to be changed

But... just to be as I am.

I often hear some people say:

You ought, you should, you must.

You should work hard

And do everything fast.

But...I am thankful to the Lord

And take it as a reward

To be as I am.

There are some people

Who want to meet me

They say they need me

But...most of them greet me

As I am not.

I do not blame anyone,

I do not complain,

But...there is something

I would like to remain:

To be as I am.

I can forgive,

But... would like to be forgiven.

I can believe,

But... would like to be believed.

I can love,

But... would like to be loved.

I can understand,

But... would like to be understood

At any state of my mood.

And...to be as I am.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Truth-More Profound Than Is Love

Truth-more profound than Is Love:
Paramount for the former to be, ever-
Naught shall there be placed above,
Ne'er be there cause from which to sever!

All of virtue and value do, from such, emanate!
Nothing is real without it's presence, replete-
Love is not love, this verity should obviate!
If not, both are not each, yet are deceit!

If but proffered a choice, I choose truth-
Alas, if not, you have but neither!
Certainty lain in this, not must I sleuth,
For I choose both, but truth, if either!

All is ameliorate when offered as veracious-
I now own both, for such, I am most fortuitous!

Maurice Harris,30 March 2009

poem by Maurice Harris
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Loving like a Pair of Running Shoes

Being in love is like a pair of running shoes.
When they're new,
they win you over, your
excited to use
them an showem off

Two years go by
And it's time for a new
pair of running shoes.

You may or
May not
Get the same, pair
You pray of an upgrade
Being in love
is like a pair
of running shoes.

poem by Kayla Michele
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Sonnet: Today is Valentine’s Day 2004 (my birthday)

Today is Valentine’s Day naught, naught four!
A day when lovers world-over may greet;
A day to express love/affection more;
A day for friends to exchange gifts and meet.

What can be more precious than love on earth?
Yet, without love, there can be never bliss;
And love in modern world is quite a dearth;
Yet, love is one thing that oft eludes us!

When love is foremost in the hearts of men:
And love is punishment to even foes,
How much more love, profound comes from H2eaven?
Love’s weapon is the answer to our woes!
This is the love-message, a Bard can give,
Let people heed, mend lives and better live!

poem by John Celes
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A Crowded Street

We walk down a crowded street,
a sea of faces greet us there.
We never know if among the faces
who we might meet there.
It could be someone famous
or someone infamous.
It could a lost love
or a new love we’ve yet to meet.
We never know whom we will meet
when we walk down a crowded street.

30 July 2008

poem by David Harris
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A Secret Sadness after William Collis Brookes For Helidor

A secret sadness pains my heart
whenever, with a smiling face,
we meet with others, scarce apart,
in drawing-room or public place.

We chatter with adroit address,
yet you are you and I am I!
None of the fools we greet can guess
your kisses wear my patience, try.

I'm so correct whene'er we meet,
you play so well your stately role,
none may suspect what masked deceit
your image wears within my soul.

(3 August 1985 robi03_0212_broo01_0001 PXX_JLX)

after William Collis Brookes
A Secret Laughter

A secret laughter shakes my heart
whenever, with unsmiling face,
we meet and greet or turn to part
in drawing-room or public place.

We chatter with adroit address,
and you are you and I am I,
and none of all the fools can guess
you wear my kiss upon your thigh.

I am so vapid when we meet,
you play so well your stately role,
that none can ever know, my Sweet,
I wear your image in my soul.

William Collis Brookes For Helidor 1949 A Secret Laughter

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Happily...

for Ging
...happily separated
the man demands
his right for a child
and she cannot give it,
quits,
she is into knitting
and time heals and
she's into
herself into her
own womb,

for Joy,
...one plus one equals zero
for Charles finally
and today i see her blooming
happier alone,

for Lora,
...she cannot live without him
and she is into culinary arts,
that binding marriage
till forever,

and for myself,
...happily i wish for more
honesty,
let life be life
let is unfold and give me
what meaning is still available,
i am not afraid,
i can live without anybody beside me
but i choose to be bound

happily.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As A Zephyr It Does Seem To Begin

As a zephyr it does seem to begin,
Takes soon the form of a swirling wind!
Wonder, does one, as to when it does end-
As do I- when do we meet again! ?

My best friend, now lost in her sea of deceit,
Await do I for the truth and her to meet!
Gone now, with my freedom, is my innocence-
Soon though she shall again see our love's magnificence!

My family, taken with nary a moment's hesitation,
The chilling call of the wayward eagle mirrors my frustration!
Go now swirling wind of unimaginable discontent-
So too shall then follow my heart's lament!

Winds of change shall allow for the realignment of fate,
Restore too the righteous love of my soul mate!

Maurice Harris,28 April 2008

poem by Maurice Harris
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Necessity.

Sometimes love dies of sheer neglect.
Love's not always as we expect.
Because we are less than perfect.
Love sometimes dies.

Love can survive eternally.
Although some choose to disagree.
But I believe the truth to be
Love can survive.

Love is a gift it can't be bought.
Love brings the happiness we sought.
Love offers absolute support
Love is a gift.

We fall in love because we must.
In time we learn we can adjust
Progressing into love from lust
We fall in love.

We all seek love, instinctively.
Without love we could never be.
Capable of living happily
We all seek love.

Friday,31 August 2012

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Truth Itself, Longs For Thine Eyes

When the constant drumming of your deceit dies,
To expose to the world entire, your vicious lies,
Thou shalt be left with a self, e'en thou shalt despise;
The unmitigated gall of the story you did present-
A tale still wanton for the fiend you tried to invent-
Obviates thee as the one to blame, and me, as innocent;
'What a tangled web we do thus weave,
Whence we make it our practice, to deceive';
A web more tangled, one may not conceive!
Perhaps, when next your thought is of deceit,
In its stead, you may allow yourself and verity, to meet-
Though others would need recognize it, at thine feet!
Thou hath lived so long, loyal to thine lies,
That truth itself, longs for thine eyes!

poem by Maurice Harris
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