The Best Of The Basic Things
When the feelings of my hands,
Have numbed.
And that which I wish to touch...
Is left to a memory to me that comes.
I will only have regret left to express,
That I did not take full advantage of life.
But as for now...
I will awaken,
With the acknowledgement...
I have been extremely blessed.
With a consciousness that appreciates,
The best of the basic things with breath to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Try Not To Breathe
I will try not to breathe.
I can hold my head still with my hands at my knees.
These eyes are the eyes of the old, shiver and fold.
I will try not to breathe.
This decision is mine. i have lived a full life
And these are the eyes that I want you to remember. oh.
I need something to fly over my grave again.
I need something to breathe.
I will try not to burden you.
I can hold these inside. I will hold my breath
Until all these shivers subside,
Just look in my eyes.
I will try not to worry you.
I have seen things that you will never see.
Leave it to memory me. I shudder to breathe.
I want you to remember. oh. (you will never see)
I need something to fly (something to fly)
Over my grave again. (you will never see)
I need something to breathe. (something to breathe)
Baby, dont shiver now.
Why do you shiver now? (I will see things you will never see)
I need something to fly (something to fly)
Over my grave again. (I will see things you will never see)
I need something to breathe. oh. oh. oh.
I will try not to worry you.
I have seen things that you will never see.
Leave it to memory me. dont dare me to breathe.
I want you to remember. oh. (you will never see)
I need something to fly (something to fly)
Over my grave again. (you will never see)
I need something to breathe. (something to breathe)
Baby, dont shiver now.
Why do you shiver now? (I will see things you will never see)
I need something to breathe. (something to breathe - I have seen things
You will never see)
I want you to remember.
song performed by by REM
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In This Honoring to Their Spirits
With each blessed breath taken,
Empowered to motivate my steps.
I ensure my efforts reflect a gratefulness...
For these talents I express.
And proving I've done something with my life,
Besides hunger for material comforts.
To utilize for selfish means.
And leave nothing left behind...
But to feed an ego and a self centeredness,
I digest to unlimited extremes.
With each blessed breath taken,
Empowered to motivate my steps.
I want to show on my path,
A journey made with consciousness.
And a thankfulness to the Supreme Being...
For granting me such gifts,
With the hopes my ancestors are beaming proudly.
And what I have done,
Has brought them much joy and happiness!
As I delight in this honoring to their spirits.
Dedicated:
'In praises to my 'kin' that have moved on! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Knew For Sure
If I knew for sure I'd never see you again,
I would breathe but not be alive.
For all the air that would fill my lungs
would never have me thrive.
For to be left in this world without you
is a fate worse than death.
'Twould be better to find a resting place
and inhale my final breath.
No more eyes to shine for me
No more lips to smile
No more hands to be placed on me
Nothing left worthwhile.
If I knew for sure I'd never see you again
I would breathe but be cold as stone.
For the air that becomes warm from love
will have left me all alone.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Broken Dreams
I don’t see a long road ahead of me
And my coffee cup, instead of been half full
It’s always half empty
I got no home
I’m on the streets
An in the cold lonely morning
I’m awaken by somebodys cries an screams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
My past's erased from my memory
Anyone I knew before
Never cared enough to contact me
I’ve lost my friends
I’ve lost my family
My life’s falling apart
It’s coming loose at the seems
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
The dreams I used to dream
When I was a kid
Never left my heart
But I never did them, I never lived
So now I cry into my glass
To try an make it full
I’m crying lost rivers an lost streams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Honesty Of The Souls
Lost in memory of time
Poor hearts at the corners of life
There they left all alone
No one can feel their pain inside
Lost in memory of time
The life for them used to be always but always lost desires
Once upon the time they had the opportunity to describe
What they want in life
One day everything was just a breath away
So easy that if just they could extend their hands
They would touch their heart desires
But the spirit who's pride is precious then anything else in this life always refused to be a beggar
They stood there all alone
They preferred to be just a memory in sprite of time
Because they've had noble and honest thoughts.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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None of It Is Embellished
Go ahead assess and evaluate.
What I know already,
Has been lived.
If you wish...
You can interrogate.
I do not walk with sensitivity,
Expressed or exposed on my sleeve.
Trust me,
When you are finished...
The truth as I know it,
You will not believe.
Every breath of it,
I did breathe!
My sisters and I have been extremely blessed.
You have no idea of our challenges and tests!
I choose not to look back.
Moving forward I prefer.
If I stopped to critique my life like you are...
I would have long been less grateful!
And disillusioned by a life,
I realize now I more than deserve.
When I say I am thankful and blessed...
There is not a movie or book,
That could pieced together my experiences...
To emotionally express them in proper context.
With complexing twists and turns.
Laid out with suspense and drama...
To heighten the effect
Whatever the investigations taken,
I have not lived my life...
To satiate your sensations.
Trust me!
None of it is embellished!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hating myself for hurting you
I hurt you and I regret it with every breath i take
From what I did my spirit and heart break
I cry from the pain I caused you
I got drunk and did something I didn't want to
I lost one of the best things in life I've stumbled upon
Now I am left with nothing but pain to reside on
I am sorry and hope you can forgive me
For without you I will not be able to be happy
I wish I wasn't so stupid and could take back what I did
My hands tremble and my mind wanders into thoughts of death
I don't if I can make it through this
Something I caused by my pure stupidness
I look in the mirror and only see hurt and regret
I feel as though there is nothing left
I will do anything to be back in your arms
I want to be surrounded by your warmth
I cry and know the tears wont stop as long as you are gone
I hate myself for what I did knowing it was morally wrong
poem by Jean Pullman
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Breathe In…breathe Out
God Breathes Life in…
You know this from first spanking
Involuntary breathing;
Regulated by a knowing body
Disrupted by emotions
Halted by trauma
Stopped by death
“Breath contains Light”
Learn to be a conscious breather;
Take in breath with awareness
Take in positive ions contained in Wind
Breathe out negative thoughts
Breathe out negative feelings
Breathe in
Breathe out
Let breath carry your prayers
Let breath voice thanksgiving
Let each breath praise God…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Teach me
Spaces and spaces
All around
All so quiet, so much silent
And a little solitary heart,
A great container
Full of emptiness
Thats just what I've got!
Life, I think, is turning
Its tracks
Carrying me to
My dreams, my success
Letting all dear hands
To slip from mine.
And I'm left perplexed
Moving on and on
Wondering,
What the next turn will bring.
But I'm no more weak
No tears left
I've learnt to
Procrastinate, to lie,
To fool the world.
No feelings left, no desires grow
Still one thing left to know
Teach me someone!
How to lie to myself?
poem by Jaya Mishra
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The House Plants
the plants, they are your friends
especially the ones in your room
if you are sensitive to their feelings
you will know they are there trying
to reach out to you all the time
when it quiets down
the television not playing
and the children not prancing around
you would feel another kind
trying to communicate with you
their invisible hands would even
try awaken that faculty in you you
could use to communicate with them
the plants know, we were all once
relatives and they remember that part
in you which will still embrace them
even in the densest of forests
just take a look at the roses,
they can be man's closest friends,
better than the dogs
they slow down their evolution just so that
they can help man express
their love with more charms
men are yang and plants ying
when the two embrace
productivity starts to grow
men breathe out to give the plants
a life and plants breathe out too
to give men a life
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Wisened
Young!
And full of...
Adventure.
Unafraid to leave,
Boundaries made.
And perceived limits...
To conform within and respect.
With a reluctance to later regret!
That was left to those who,
Aged!
And I had of yet,
Become a slave to correctness.
Young!
And full of...
Ideas that dared.
Experimental,
Yes.
Argumentative,
Yes.
With a thoughtlessness,
Centered in selfishness.
I confess.
I was young but not devoid of consciousness.
And I make no excuses at all for this.
I AM blessed with life.
And I made a promise,
To explore every bit of it!
With a crawling if I had to.
But determined to do,
What for me I sought was right.
Sometimes frightened in flight!
But never to stop...
To broaden my sight.
I wanted to know.
Not stay up 'wondering' all night!
Young!
And full of...
Nonsense!
Then.
Now reflective,
And full of...
The life I like.
Living the life I have lived,
To love!
It is my life.
I made sure I didn't follow.
And obstacles faced..
I chipped away.
I've had my share,
Of wallowing in sorrows.
With no wishes to do it,
Any differently.
OR make visits with delusions...
To have my thoughts redressed.
Or sympathized by time,
I let slip by.
To awaken one day with aches and pains.
With a reach in desire for a yesterday.
Today...
I will never regain to claim any,
Embellished exaggerations.
I can say these thoughts are all mine.
Whether in fine print,
Or in my mind documented.
And they have been,
Wisened!
Whether the wine I drank,
Now drink or sipped...
Was fine or cheap.
These thoughts I keep...
Are all mine!
With such a savored flavor.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just let Go
I knew of torment once
so long ago, was that me back then
suffering in pain, I was forced to do things
I could never remember
I was forced to be someone
outside of my own
I don’t like to say
or remember back then
how it hurt me to even just breath
the agony you feel the pain unreal
how can a child bear witness
to this torment and pain
to be torn into two
like a rag doll of old
the memories are real
they made me a women of today
but to block out the terror
the screams and hands
that lay waste to my soul
its more than I can bare
its more than I can say
how to make you understand
the innocence of a child
taken from them without remorse
without regret and the child not knowing
she was too young to know
of the horrors drawn from her that day
not understanding she would live
she would breath only to live her life
like a zombie instead
but the torture of living
and breathing each day
was something she learned
alone in the dark never really knowing
all she had to do was reach out and touch
loved ones and friends
So where do you say
you know agony and pain
have you lived through a year
of torture and pain
Have you been held so tight
you can’t breathe you can’t move
you move to your left your crushed real tight
you move to your right your crushed tighter still
then a hand covers mouth
stopping you to scream or shout
then hear every day don’t tell or be dead
I’ve walked away from this memory of old
and I've learnt to be strong
and just let it go
poem by Kaila George
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Indulge Me
My latest little mood
A darker shade of blue
Still I draw closer to you
My pretty little dress
Begins to look a mess
Infatuation come through
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Take heart Im telling you
My life has come too soon
But somewhere Ill find some time
In every other way
Youve told me what to say
These final words now are mine
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
You may have walked away
But were still as close
As when I gazed
Deep in your gentle eyes
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
song performed by by Olive
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Awaken
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here,
Be here now.
Here we can be.
Awaken suns high stream thru awaken
Gentle strong dreams begin here awaken
Mass .)(. mass
Touch star,song,age,less touching
Workings of man
Set to ply out historical life.
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree.
All awakening, all restoring you.
Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame.
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly.
Workings of man
Driven far from the path.
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
All this left for you now.
Master of things. master of light.
Songs cast alight on you. all pure chance.
Hark thru dark ties. as exists cross divided.
That tunnel us out of sane existence. in all encircling mode.
In challenge as direct. oh closely guided plan.
As eyes see young stars assemble. awaken in our heart.
Master of soul. master of time.
Set to touch. setting sail.
All impenetrable youth. over all of our lands.
Ask away. and as we look.
That thought be contact. forever closer.
With all thats clear. shall we now bid.
Be honest with yourself. farewell, farewell.
Theres no doubt, no doubt.
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here.
Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me.
Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me.
song performed by by Yes
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Awaken
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here,
Be here now.
Here we can be.
Awaken suns high stream thru awaken
Gentle strong dreams begin here awaken
Mass .)(. mass
Touch star,song,age,less touching
Workings of man
Set to ply out historical life.
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree.
All awakening, all restoring you.
Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame.
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly.
Workings of man
Driven far from the path.
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
All this left for you now.
Master of things. master of light.
Songs cast alight on you. all pure chance.
Hark thru dark ties. as exists cross divided.
That tunnel us out of sane existence. in all encircling mode.
In challenge as direct. oh closely guided plan.
As eyes see young stars assemble. awaken in our heart.
Master of soul. master of time.
Set to touch. setting sail.
All impenetrable youth. over all of our lands.
Ask away. and as we look.
That thought be contact. forever closer.
With all thats clear. shall we now bid.
Be honest with yourself. farewell, farewell.
Theres no doubt, no doubt.
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here.
Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me.
Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me.
song performed by by Yes
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In The Making Of 'memory
dear friends,
how's your life?
it's been a while since I heard you laughed,
I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,
in this making of 'memory'
our past days surely are beautiful,
the things keep our memory books so full.
the things we left unchanged are so many,
in this making of 'memory'
dear friends,
where have you been?
our day, our time,
do you still have that memory?
we live our lives now, differently.
we are, but for the making of another 'memory'
poem by Kite Remedy
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Start From The Dark
Said you were ordinary
Would not amount to much
I guess they never knew you
You found the place they couldnt touch
Said you were nothing special
Always kept to yourself
You had to fight your own way
Theres always been touch too much at stake
What you gonna do?
Cause youre just like me
What you gonna do?
Tonight, this is where we go
To find out who we really are
Weve got nothing left to lose
Tonight, this is how we breathe
To put some strength back in our hearts
Weve got nothing left to lose
We start from the dark
Youll never pass for someone
Wholl find a place in life
you sough to take that last breath
to give away your heart and mind
What you gonna do?
Cause youre just like me
What you gonna do?
Tonight, this is where we go
To find out who we really are
Weve got nothing left to lose
Tonight, this is how we breathe
To put some strength back in our hearts
Weve got nothing left to lose
We start from the dark
Start from the dark
What you gonna do?
Cause youre just like me
What you gonna do?
Tonight, this is where we go
To find out who we really are
Weve got nothing left to lose
Tonight, this is how we breathe
To put some strength back in our hearts
Weve got nothing left to lose
We start from the dark
Start from the dark
song performed by by Europe
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Gentle Feminine Hands, Ballistic
So so gentle feminine hands,
yours,
Touch my body,
my heart attacks
My senses,
I have to swallow to
Help to breathe a deeper breath,
Chemistry urges my lips
to softly kiss
your full lips,
Our feelings go ballistic.
We seem to launch
into the heavens
Floating in space,
Houston we have connected,
No problem...
Love is in command.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Life Or Death?
Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?
poem by Triauna Hall
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Don't Start 'Trippin' On My Step
Don't start trippin' on my step.
Or try to take the opportunity,
To leave your cluttered trash to unload.
Not on me.
Not today.Tomorrow...
Or anytime,
You believe I am available...
To take part in your side show.
I did not awaken on this day feeling blessed...
To be stressed by a mess,
You think should be left with me.
Not a nibble will you take...
From this plate I appetize.
Realize this...
None of your nonsense I will put up with.
Or sit and criticize everything in your life despised.
Don't 'trip'!
Or find a way to do it.
Not on these steps I am blessed to take!
Cleared of miseries and healed heartbreaks.
Either appreciate this movement...
Or stand aside to acknowledge my pride.
Deserving I am to be served my due!
And you...
Need to remove yourself from my path.
There is not an approval from you I seek.
Nor an opinion from you I ask!
Or cry a tear...
Empathizing fears you hold dear.
Who?
That ain't happenin' here!
Dont' start 'trippin' on my step!
Knock or try to block my happiness.
I'm not having it on my voyage.
Not today. Tomorrow...
Or anytime,
You believe I am available...
For you to ruin the peace I have found,
With the dumping of your spoilage.
With me you have chosen to put down...
And left around.
No.
Comprende?
Nada.
No rendevous!
I did not awaken on this day feeling blessed...
To be stressed by a mess,
You think should be left with me.
Don't start trippin' on my step.
'Trip' away...
And leave me be!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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