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Taken Too Much For Granted

An opportunity to say hello,
Comes when it should be done!
And that chance to do it from you goes.
To freeze from a thaw another one chose.

And when your fortunes slows to none...
Who knows when another blessing comes?
And no one is around to care.
Or propose may come from anywhere.

Leaving you much aware...
Of a life that should be shared,
But taken too much for granted.
And a smile you wish to give,
Finds not a soul to witness it...
Or gives recognition you even exist!

Life is a blended mix,
Of misunderstandings!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Seeking Of One's Happiness

Do I suggest one has to witness death,
To appreciate one's life?
Not necessarily.
But the witnessing of someone close,
Going through it...
Makes the observer more aware.
And the quality of time experienced,
Shared with those we take for granted...
Is reminisced more than one expects.

And the mysteriousness,
As to how all this connects...
Becomes more not less,
Of a curiousity!
Leaving one to believe...
Life should be lived,
In the conquering over foolishness.
And every moment spent of it,
In the seeking of one's happiness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sunrise And Sunset Pleases

Everyday comes,
To give all opportunity...
And a chance to appreciate,
What that day offers and brings.

Perhaps it is with the ease of it,
That we take life for granted.

And the existence of this gift given,
Is rarely looked upon or accepted by many...
For its seriousness,
Quickly dismissed.

Until it is realized there is no permanence.
And a missing of those we shared our lives with,
Becomes reminisced,
With wishes to see them again.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I

I was granted the opportunity to live
Let me have life
I was taught how to love
Let me love my neighbor
I was told about tradition
Let me be proud of my heritage
I learned about school
Let me have knowledge
I found friends
Let me give you friendship
I was granted the opportunity to shine
Please let me be a star

poem by Nathi Vusi
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The Angel's Blessing

If there is one thing
that I would give
my life up for
It is
The angel's blessing

When the angel smiles
I gain the world
I forget myself
Even if the smile
is not towards me

The angel's blessing can come
in many forms
A simple 'Hi'
or even a look
in my dirrection

Sadly
The angel's blessing
comes less and less often
There are no more smiles
The angel has forgotten
How she used to care

I just wonder
How can I live without
The angel's blessing

poem by Timothy Kashorek
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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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Will There Be A Chance

Is there for me any chance,
That in my life...
I might witness,
A world in peace.

Is there for me any chance,
That in my life...
There would be people,
Living in harmony.

And is there any chance,
I might not have a need...
To suspect,
I'm deceived.
Or hated...
For who I am!
Or what it is I believe.

And will I hear rejoicing,
From voices surrounding me.
Is there any chance that people,
Will live in respect to give...
And receive.

Is there any chance,
People will awaken to see the light.
Any chance,
People one day will end all their fights.
Any chance.
And chance.
Any chance,
People will awaken to see the light.
Any chance,
People one day will end all their fights.
Any chance.
And chance.
Any chance!
Will there be a chance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shackled By Our Own Beliefs

My soul is like a caged bird of paradise,
For I long to glide once more in open sky,
To gaze upon the face of this earth and smile,
To breathe in the very essence of all creation,
To see the beauty we all take for granted,
Yet I am incarcerated within lifes prison cell,
Like an angel who's wings have been clipped,
And in my daily life I learn to accept the shadows,
For as with us all I wear the blinkers of obedience,
Medeocrity has become the norm so I do not question,
As I watch the malevolent dance of demons I see no ill,
My dreams have faded and I merely exist within this nightmare,
Yet the voice of doubt screams loud within my soul,
I wrench at the shackles of deceit that restrain me,
For I have become aware that this life is but a lie,
We were all meant to be so very much more,
So I shall carry on hoping and dreaming,
That we may all find an end to this desperate night...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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From Its Perspective

Give 'yourself' the opportunity,
To see things as they are.
Investigate.
At least become more observant.

And you may be quite surprised,
You might have spent most of your life lived,
Totally based upon assumptions.

And that which 'is' has been ignored,
By your lack of participation confessed.
And from 'its' perspective...
You don't exist either.
Leaving no benefit of this to be exchanged.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Smile

A smile brightens a darkened room.
A smile converts an air of gloom.
A smile is the gate to a happy mind.
A smile is a treasure all must find.
A smile is so needed at this time of strife.
A smile means we’re in charge of life.
A smile lost is an opportunity missed.
A smile is an opportunity to never resist.
A smile spreads its rays like sun above.
A smile sends joy and engenders love.
A smile costs nothing but has limitless worth.
A smile is as valuable as anything on earth.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Give Me Your Hand

Give me your hand
Some had request a life
Some a heart some a wife
But me, give me your hand
Some had desire your whole
Some your smile others your soul
But as for me give me your hand
Some will plead to stare at your beauty
Others will die to match your quality
But me, give me your hand
Some had grace the day you will nurce their seeds
Some had vow to grant your needs
As for me, give me your hand
I have not a single word to wisper
But my gentle hand is there to offer
So please give me your hand
I will wash it with my blood
And wipe it with bliss from God
You just give me your hand
I have nothing to lift you above
But I will raise your hand with love
Give me your hand
Let us cross huddles with a solmn sing
While I slot the propose ring
Will you give me your hand?

poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Epic Smile

Time slows;
then stops.
You have an epic smile,
shining brightly to challenge the sun.

You laugh with your soul,
eyes sparkling in the light.
You have an epic smile,
one I will never forget.

My heart leaps at your voice,
a smile shattering the gloom of life.
You have an epic smile,
brighter than a thousand suns.

I will think of you often,
though truthfully I already do.
You have an epic smile, my muse,
one that will always be with me.

poem by Brian Hinckley
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Give Me A Chance

In time this fire will turn to ashes
The sun will fall out the sky
Still you see no urgency
To spend some time with me
Time with me
I cant believe you havent noticed
Just how long Ive been waitin for you
Ive been such a patient man
But I still dont understand
You wont
Give me a chance to show how much I love you
Give me a chance to show how much I care
How I care
Its hard to know just what youre thinkin
You cloak yourself in mistery
Conversations always brief
Like a sigh with no relief
You wont
Give me a chance to show how much I love you
Give me a chance to show how much I care
Give me a chance to show how much I love you
If you dare
You gotta give me a chance to show how much I love you
Give me a chance to show how much I care
Give me a chance to show how much I love you
Give me a chance

song performed by by Supertramp
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You will surely die!

Opportunity what is that?
Is it bad or good?
Is a relationship with another

Person an opportunity to grow or to die...
As in I wish I were dead.

A woman is indeed a rare, rare opportunity
And if you ever get the chance to meet such
An opportunity...

And mistreat her, you will surely die.
A woman is the cradle of life...
She is a pandora box...

She is also a fox.
A woman is awake up smile
A mother to a child

A doctor or lawyer when she need be...
She was created for the world and me.
So an opportunity to be in the company of woman is rare.

God created such perfection there...emotional perfection.
Woman is an opportunity of good will...

Still.

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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Just One Smile

Smile, smile and smile,
Will make your life versatile,
Like a linn in the isle.

Smile can give you boundless joy,
It is the greatest eternal toy.
If smile is absent,
Your life will destroy.

Smile, smile and rise,
Your life would be a paradise.
Your heart will gush and face will shine,
Your life would be lissom and divine.

So please,

Smile, smile, smile and smile,
Journey of life would become agile.

poem by M.A.K. Pathan
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Inevitable

Even if you don't show up,
To witness it.
Reality will still exist.

Even when you take lunch breaks,
To shop for something to wear...
For the next happy hour.
After getting your hair done...
To attract eyes that stare!
It will be there.
Reality isn't going anywhere!

Reality is not at home,
Watching soap operas.
Or preparing for you,
By taking a warm shower!
Waiting for you to arrive,
To greet you with a welcoming kiss!

Reality isn't wrapped in pretty packages,
To give to you as a gift!
Giving you the opportunity,
To dismiss it...
Because you don't like how it appears!
As it is!
Whether you are thrilled with joy.
Or sobbing in tears!

Reality doesn't care,
If it is or isn't introduced...
To produce either happiness or fear.
It already knows you will meet it,
When you are finished with receiving,
Deception dressed in a cloak that falls!

Leaving you to bite your nails...
Disbelieving the raw details of it all.
And reality will be there when you call.
Stripped naked!
Baring your flaws...
And any remnants of defenseless delusions,
You may care to address!
To initiate debate.
Or contemplate in hesitation...
To give your impression of it!

It is show and tell time!
And this it knows...
Is inevitable!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Amen

let my heart be exulted, and my lips be humbled for i say Amen,
the language, where angels and saints and all created beings
wish to say, that in God  and with God the universe exist 

behold! my soul, you have witness the dawning light and the sitting        of the sun, bow down your heads and witness the greatness of God, who shared  His life with us since, from the beginning of the creation

for my spirit, say amen, for the Lord thy God, lives in me and i with        God, who is and who was, the future of all creation, the God, who        believes our human aspiration, and accept our limitation in any        form and degree

the wisdom of salvation, lives in the tongue of man, has reveals, that      everlasting life is a gift to receive, with a heart that says amen, for in every rays of light that transcend in our hearts the spirit, lifted us to the most high

amen, verily the word amen, so dear that the angels of God, carry our     soul to the Lord,   who knows and feel the humble heart......... the      Lord God.... Takes

poem by Antonio Liao
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This Is For You!

As I paused within the present,
With the future on my heart,
The Saviour knew how much this meant
That I should do my part...
So Lord Jesus chose to give me,
So I could share with you...
Much more than this He shared with me,
For there was more to do...

I felt the leading of the Lord
To read a Bible verse,
God's Spirit granted me a sword,
His blessing not His curse
And skills were destined day-by-day
So I was well-equipped...
Forgiveness, too, if I should stray,
For many times I've slipped.

He said His grace would guide my prayers,
Towards my destiny...
To preach to paupers, millionaires
And those with eyes to see.
Across the world, the nations hear
God's word by day and night...
That's why the Lord is ever near,
My constant source of light...

Yes, I've been rich and I've been poor,
Yet God is in control...
And He's the One I'm living for,
Since Jesus saved my soul.
I've been to Israel, learnt a lot,
I know the Gospel's true...
When Jesus died, the Son of God
Told us, 'This is for you...'

poem by Denis Martindale
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Taken For Granted

While coming from a darker life, I treasure, much more, Jesus Christ,
He, who took me from that night, bringing me to His Awesome Light.
While in that dark, He touched my eyes, to see the life I now despise,
God’s Truth to me He did show, about that darkness I came to know.

But, some men born into His Light, may not share this precious sight,
Taking for granted this present life, not looking much to Jesus Christ.
Although they may know The Truth, their own life displays little proof,
Of the deep abiding love for Him, The Lord, who died for all their sin.

Some seem to have no appreciation, for The Lord and His Salvation,
Who had left Glory to set men free, and give new life to you and me.
But the new life for some is ignored, as they do not follow their Lord,
For change in their life has no part, while they follow their sinful heart.

Taking for granted all that was done, by Christ Jesus God’s own Son,
Coming to earth to die in our stead, this, for a people spiritually dead.
Men who ignore The Spirit living inside, sent by Jesus for us to abide,
Choosing to live their foolish way; ignoring all that the Spirit does say.

Taken for granted by some of us, is Christ the Lord, in whom we trust,
When to The Lord we do not give, this present life that we have to live,
Who saved us from a darkened world, so our life The Spirit can herald,
Using the witness of the believer’s life, as God’s Light for Jesus Christ.

poem by Bob Gotti
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It Comes For Me So Easy

If it was not easy for me to give...
You would have never known my face.
Or the appearance of it shown,
As often.

I do not try to grace you with impressions.
This is who I am.
Being me with you in my thoughts.
Being me wishing to offer to you,
Something from my heart.
Something that is genuine...
You will know from the start.

And it comes for me so easy!
Just like the breath I breathe.
Just like a tree that is there,
For what it does.
For what it offers.
For what it is.
There to give!

I want you to be aware you can depend on me.
But I don't want you to think of me as an obligation.
Waiting there from you to receive.
Not me.
I appreciate you too much.
You are life.

I want you to think of me,
As being there...
Easy!
As a part of who you are!
Since you will always be,
There for me to give.
And I can't think of any opportunity,
That comes to me as easy.
Knowing my life,
Means more than just for me to live...
With you making it easy,
For me to give!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: God Allows Afflictions

Afflictions come sometimes because of God,
Who wants to make ripples in our soul’s life;
And test our faithfulness to His mouth’s words,
And therefore, He gives us some kind of strife.

If sufferings keep endlessly coming,
God wants us improve our soul’s earthly state;
So, He delays giving His grace/ blessing,
As much as He can to a later date.

But God’s aware of every Goodman’s plight;
He watches every second, his foot/step;
Repent for sins and make your soul aright;
And God will soon give you the needed ‘pep’.

Nothing is big for the Almighty God;
He thinks a lot before He gives His rod.

6-23-2001

poem by John Celes
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