Rituals
How can one say that they have love for God,
And live a life that's filled with fear?
How can one go through the motions to pray...
For answers they ignore and don't hear!
How can one accept moments of doubt,
When they shout about having faith and beliefs?
And when they seek relief from obstacles to overcome...
They wonder why they are alone in their grief!
Many choose going through rituals to abuse,
Themselves...
With weaknesses,
They think God wants them to keep!
Like illnesses shared with others aware
Who say suffering is a reward for those meek!
And there are many who look down,
Upon others with their frowns
As they enter into 'temples' like sheep
Proud to keep their miseries in silence...
Without a peep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Faith Felt Deeply
And with a faith felt deeply,
Within me like nothing else...
I pray.
Everyday.
There is something unexplainable,
I know inside that connects.
Something there aware of me.
and what it should be,
Without my questioning to accept.
And with hope and not fear,
I boldly take forward steps.
I boldly face obstacles unafraid.
And with faith felt deeply,
I pray.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Imagine
Imagine life had no pain
No war or hate
religion profane
We All had the same beliefs
Lived in unity
A world of peace
No illnesses or disease
Have no fear
We live at ease
No control over people
No world leaders
We all made equal
No child abduction
Do away with
Weapons of mass destruction
Suffering did not exist
A life of sin
Would not be missed
Everyone is classed the same
No rich or poor
Greed or shame
I live in hope
But its just a dream
The way we live
Is to extreme
I just pray
That will be forgiven for
killing this beautiful planet
That we live in
poem by Nic Hillen
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This Universe Is Yours
Nourish me with ALL that You have,
And ALL that I deserve.
I am the fruit of Your creation...
On this Earth,
Your Magnificence,
Is without question...
Divinely Superb!
And ALL that You give,
Is mine with a forgiveness...
Unconditionally bestowed upon me,
As You I serve.
Nothing less,
Will I accept if You reject it...
The best from You is there...
And with Your blessings I accept this!
Nothing else can please my needs,
If I 'should' forget You are near!
Or ignore your whispers in my ear!
This Universe is Yours,
And everywhere I seek You first!
I thirst for You...
My Father.
And within me it is clear,
You are right here...
And I am aware of it!
And in everything I do to prove,
Your guidance moves all obstacles too!
This I can do with a fate that is Your will.
I am Your son,
You are my Father!
With Unquestioned faith,
Inside of me I feel!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Mystery Is There
No mystery is there,
When God pays a visit.
Prayers are answered...
For those devoted,
And with faith believe.
The ones who go through the motions...
Are not completely freed.
Doubts scatter about in their minds.
With images perceived.
Messages they get...
Are often discredited and thrown away.
And still they pray to be relieved...
Of miseries carried and/or adorned,
On their sleeves.
And a presence God selects,
To ensure to those faithful...
He is, indeed, near.
Those of conflicting hypocrisies,
Choose not to silence their lips.
Yet quick to close their ears.
No mystery is there,
When God pays a visit.
Prayers are answered...
For those devoted,
And with faith believe.
'Those can not be,
The messages for 'me' to receive.
They come across too intellectual.
And a feeling of suspicion...
Wishes inside of me for them to leave.'
~And you are more familiar with nonsense?
With an acceptance of that and deceit? ~
'No,
I'm not saying that at all.
If God were to contact me...
I would know it in His manner of 'speech'.
Which I 'perceive' is more down to Earth,
Than what I've heard falsely spoken to me.'
~So,
In other words...
You are a selective listener? ~
'I'm just saying...
I know the voice of God when I hear it.
And so far,
The only voices that I've heard,
Are from those folks who think they know me.
They don't know me to tell me what I should do! '
~So why do you pray? ~
'To get answers from God,
Of course.
What a stupid question! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Threats To Keep A People In Grief
How can we seek solutions...
When our denials love to bask,
In a pleasing done by deceit.
How can we non-fictionalize our lives,
When fiction is all we seek.
How can we ever expect to accept the truth,
When none of it is believed.
And how is a greatness once perceived,
So willing to feed decadence...
And allow conflict and division succeed.
All of these may be questions!
But the opportunity to answer them,
Become threats to keep a people in grief.
Threats to keep a people in grief.
'Why no one answers them? '
They're threats to keep a people in grief!
'Why? '
They're threats to keep a people in grief!
Threats to keep a people in grief.
'Why no one answers them? '
They're threats to keep a people in grief!
'Why? '
Threats to keep a people in grief.
'Why no one answers them? '
They're threats to keep a people in grief!
'Why? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What More Could I Have...
What more could I have...
If I already have all of You?
I could never feel 'without',
Or express moments of doubt.
I would...
But I have figured out,
You have removed those excuses...
From me!
I am through denying in my heart,
What is true.
Through am I with receiving,
My own self abuse.
And every day I am aware...
My life is enriched,
Acknowledging You are there!
What more can I have?
If I already have all of You.
What more could I have...
If I already have all of You?
With this gladness you have given,
With a view to pursue 'that',
Without those traps of obstacles too?
You have bestowed me with gifts...
And so much happiness!
What more could I wish...
If I already have all of You?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith vs Doubt.......
Faith vs. Doubt.........
Doubt sees the obstacles.
Faith sees the way.
Doubt sees the darkest night.
Faith sees the day.
Doubt dreads to take a step.
Faith soars on high.
Doubt questions ' who believes '?
Faith answers ' I '.
(april 2009)
poem by Fawzia Zie
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My Time Given Seeks No Reward
A stain has been left on it.
A path I pave.
I suspect someone,
Has taken it for granted.
Believing it easy...
To chase me away!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Footprints are all over it.
And trashed by disrespect.
Although none of this was expected...
I accept this with regret.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
To move forward is a personal quest.
Obstacles challenge.
And they will be faced...
With the best from me,
Unseen yet!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I am not motivated,
By spotlight!
Or applause.
Nor am I awed,
By my own accomplishments.
Those things done...
Are released.
Not stored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I continue to be 'me'...
Even when I am ignored.
I choose to adventure.
I choose to explore.
And in 'this' time given,
I do not seek to reach for reward.
My mission is not to sit with impatience.
Or wait for an approval...
Until I am bored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Nor do I rush to aboard a ship,
Not of my accord!
To agree or reconcile with to fit!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
And I will not investigate,
The slithering movements...
Done to deceive by a snake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doubt vs. Faith Doubt sees the obstacles. Faith sees the way. Doubt sees the darkest night. Faith sees the day. Doubt dreads to take a step. Faith soars on high. Doubt questions,'Who believes' Faith answers,'I'.
Nothing That Is Desired Is A Given
If you want to know more,
About what it is like to experience life.
Ignore everything you've heard about it.
And on your own,
Explore.
And if on your journey,
Your path has upon it obstacles you fear...
Choose first to understand why they are there.
Stay determined, be persistent.
And time will not be a factor...
As those obstacles you witnessed from you disappear.
However...
You will also welcome the sweating it takes to get it done.
And the joy comes in the knowing that you did it!
Stay determined, be persistent.
And with that fixed in your mind you will know,
Nothing that is desired is a given without sacrificing.
And your life,
With that in perspective...
Will be abundantly filled with experiences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Little Son Life Is Yours
Everything is not as we wish
There will be obstacles for sure
We can do the very best we can
And learn from mistakes before
My Little Son Life Is Yours
You come to me for answers
If I knew them I would tell you
But I too seek for the answers
Just like you are doing too
My Little Son Life Is Yours
You are so young with open eye
How your days are only games
One day you'll be a mighty man
And you find much has changed
My Little Son Life Is Yours
You must always remember
I will always be there my son
Always love, live, and laugh
My darling precious little one
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Sadness and grief
Sadness and grief are not like horror, fear,
They are much lighter, don't press to ground,
Sadness and grief - are the necessary feelings
To live on earth, without any doubt.
When you are born, you can't avoid the grief,
If you lose the essential in life,
And sadness follows you for years,
Trying to tie you to the moments of light,
Where there was no grief and sadness...
That moments - are the miraculous creatures
Of the Reality and of the Mind...
And all in them - are closely united,
And at the same time distant and untied...
--
In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2012/02/11/10141
poem by Lyudmila Purgina
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Faith and its role
There are two kinds of faith people live with:
Faith in lordship and faith in fellowship;
The first is that someone will do for you
And the second is others won't fail you.
With faith in the shepherd, the sheep follow.
With faith in the fellow sheep, the sheep feed.
Without faith in system, you can't follow.
Without faith in others, you can't transact.
Faith in God, faith in fate and faith in luck
Would weaken the faith you have in yourself.
Faith in love, faith in trade and faith in helps
Would slacken the cognizance you possess.
Faith can't be dispensed with altogether.
Faith in the unknown has no guarantee.
Faith in the known has no certainty
But can strengthen their faithfulness to you.
Faith in parents and faith in teachers,
Faith in doctors and faith in medicine
And faith in judges and in justice
Denounced altogether, one cannot exist.
Faith in spouses and faith in children,
Faith in siblings and faith in servants
And faith in professional ethics
Abandoned altogether, one cannot thrive.
Without faith, promises bear no meanings.
Without faith, guarantees have no bearings.
Without faith, investments will have no life.
Only with faith could life be felt secure.
Faith might crack when it is misplaced.
Faith might break when it's sabotaged.
Faith might crash when it's blindfolded.
Yet, one has to vouch for faith in life.
Faith comes from ignorance of things.
Faith comes from lack of influence.
Faith comes in helpless conditions.
Faith exercises no control yet.
Have faith in you and accept the outcome.
Have faith in others and give allowance.
Have faith in future and shelve the distress.
Faith vacated, worries will occupy.
19.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stop Telling Yourself You Are Afraid
Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
So many moments left and each precious.
Intoxicating fears no one should adopt.
Or caress with steps avoiding a happiness...
That comes with breath,
To breathe without regrets met!
That is the daily test one can master.
Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
Parade your life,
As if the gift given was right!
Just know each path has obstacles to pass.
To wonder if others have them...
And compare which ones are more daring,
Introduces fear.
Don't declare you invited fears approaching near.
Fear is used for one purpose!
To delay faith in doubt.
Carried on shoulders and displayed about.
To mask upon Sunless landscapes.
Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
Parade your life,
As if the gift given was right!
Command to lead.
Resist the bleeding of your emotions...
To allow weaknesses felt to be confirmed.
You did not earn that from your birth.
Your worth is much more valued!
Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
You are not here to sacrifice,
A life that hides from joy!
Employ satisfaction and live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living It Will Be The Experience
Oh yeah...prove it!
You are always picking things apart,
To try to find something wrong.
Why can't you play along?
Oh yeah...prove it!
You seem to see life as negative.
And can not accept what is as is.
I hear you do this...
All night and day long!
Why can't you play along?
'I am not into games that remain the same.
Nor truth do I ignore!
If I witness something I question...
My mind will find answers,
To further in my mind be explored.
You see...
Poverty and homelessness,
In the midst of those who are rich.
To me is a sickness,
Of one's consciousness.
If observing this is allowed to exist!
People professing how great they are...
As they steal from others and watch them starve.
To me is a human tragedy.
And I don't accept this as how life should be!
I think of those who say they have faith,
But live everyday in fear...
Are fakes.
And I will be blasphemous and say...
Whatever 'that' is they pray to,
It isn't God!
Not the One I listen to and obey!
For truth and understanding to come my way.
And hypocrites who wish for materialistic dreams...
Are nothing more than opportunists,
Hoping to benefit from their lieing and deceitful schemes.
And if it seems I am 'always' picking things apart...
Perhaps I'm being oversensitive.
Too emotionally connected to a feeling and caring heart.
I'll admit that's how I am.
And from that I will not depart!
And I'll leave you with this to hear from my lips...
You and anyone else who feels I am negative,
Will come one day to feel regret.
Because the God I know,
Observing what I see that clearly shows...
Is about to make big changes,
To all your beliefs.
And is in the process to upset...
Everything you hold dear and cherish! '
Oh yeah...
Prove it!
'Somehow I do not believe,
That will be up to me to do it!
I already see the evidence!
Since everything you do,
Is making less sense!
Your entire way of life...
Is going through rapid changes.
And for you or me or anyone else...
Living it,
Will be the experience! '
Oh yeah?
Oh yeah?
You think you know so much!
'Well...
I'm not the one trying to hussle up a buck,
To get a cup of coffee! '
So whatchu sayin, man?
You ain't got no money,
To give to me for a cup of coffee! ?
'I'm not saying that at all!
I just don't feel like playing along.'
God bless you, my brutha.
God bless you, my brutha!
'Oh yeah?
Whatever! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Part of the Mix
I can decide not to accept.
And most times I do not hesitate,
In procrastination.
Or I can choose between singing the blues.
To a thumbing of my nose to misery.
Either way...
It is still 'my' life!
And...
Not a perception of what someone else believes.
My life is real to me to live it completely,
With happiness if I so please.
And I do,
Wish a life...
Free of disturbing obstacles.
And,
To continue...
If any part of my life concerns you,
That too will be shared!
But if it doesn't...
You need not worry,
About a judgement on me to pass.
Most likely it will be ignored...by me!
Since my gratefulness is directed,
To the only 'One' that has bestowed upon me blessings!
And in my eyes, mind, body and soul...
You are not part of 'that mix' on any transfixing level.
All of this here you see,
Is God made.
Whether you like it or not to accept or reject.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Revolution Of Freedom For The Innocents Of Our Land
You hear the cries of many
As they cry to be free from all that is
The wars of human kind
Lay desolate to our lands
The dictatorship of life
Affects all of us in life
But how do we stand up
To the wars that kill our land
Innocent lives are many
Wasted upon the ground of life
Can you ignore the blood shed?
Of so many lost souls of war
Then one soul stands alone
Tired of the chaos of this world
And stands for the freedom
Of innocents of our land
THE MOMENTEM STARTS AS ONE
A voice that needs to be heard
Believe what you say
And mean every single word
If you believe in life
Then lay down the weapons of war
If you believe in love
Then accept human's beliefs for what they are
If you believe in peace
Then accept all races all religions
As equals in this world
If you believe in all of the above
Then you're a special human being
Never doubt your word
Never doubt who you are
Speak up for all those innocents
If this is what you believe
poem by Kaila George
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Infrasounds, Abuse Abounds...
Infrasounds
Abuse Abounds
(But God Will Silence You)
The Tragedy
And Treachery
(God Will Turn On You)
The Silent Streams
Of Sonar Screams
(God Will Shout Back At You)
Secret Aggression
Of Your Super-Weapon
(But God Will Soon Stop You)
The Temerity
Of Your Travesty
(God Will Punish You)
Justice Will Be
Just Like The Red Sea
(God’s Oath Promises You)
You’ll Reap What You Sow
Just Like Jericho
(When God’s Curse Falls On You)
In Noah’s Flood Drama
and Sodom & Gomorrah
(God’s Word Has Warned You)
Then You Will Fear
All That You Hear
(When God Himself Answers You)
Because Infrasounds
Abuse Abounds
(Until God Silences You)
Written & ©: 7/31/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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But Then In The Doing
You will,
Choose to listen.
You may,
Sometimes refuse.
But then in the doing...
No one else you can accuse,
For your own abuse.
You will,
Choose to run.
With a hiding done.
But then in the doing...
It will be in your darkness,
You will seek light to overcome!
Only you can undo what has to you been done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beyond Doubt He Is Alive
He hears my prayers
He answers my prayers
He provides my needs
And guides my deeds
He walks with me
He dwells in me
Beyond doubt He is alive
He speaks to His own
He empowers His own
In Him we perform miracles
In Him we overcome all obstacles
His church is marching on
His word is spreading on
Beyond doubt He is alive
This is why we fear no evil
Our redeemer liveth
Our master who bruised the devil
Our Messiah who rose from the dead
Liveth for ever more
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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