The Power of Determination
An escalation of evil to defeat it,
Makes as much sense...
As expecting someone to give a book report,
Who is illiterate.
But then anything is possible,
To anyone flying high on crack...
Who learns how to cook,
By watching cartoons on Saturday mornings.
The power of determination,
Should never be underestimated.
Or how a convincing done...
Is accepted with attempts to achieve.
With an end result prolonged,
In the hopes of a success impresses.
Someone left to award accolades,
Will be found inebriated and cheering.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Lots of Boos Instead of Ahs
There is really nothing gained,
In the hopes of a rain storm to pour
Down on someone's parade.
Or maintaining a jealousy perfected...
Behind a charading façade,
No one suspects or perceives as odd.
Unless someone becomes offended,
By acts of a friendship pretended!
And the cheering from the sidelines sent...
Are clearly boos instead of ahs that are meant.
There is nothing really to critique.
When another sweats to unseat defeat.
Applause should be open and not discreet.
When a true wish of happiness is felt for one deep.
There is so much to be learned,
By the success that some achieve.
If we prepared to share and care
To receive lessons taught...
Instead of finding ways to help them bleed.
With a disrespect abundantly given.
That displays a rejection with envy to leave!
Hoping lots of boos instead of ahs that are meant,
Are loudly heard over accolades retrieved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Im Flying
Ive crossed the river, and I mean to go far
Im heading out on the ocean, alone, invincible
I know, in my mind, where I go, I wanna see it all
While I can, here I come, hear me say
Once in a lifetime
Follow the moonshine
Once in a lifetime
Come with me
Im flying, high up in the sky
Where it all makes sense
Im flying, youre the reason why
I am here now
Im flying, high up in the sky
Where it all makes sense
Im flying, youre the reason why
Im here
Im a juggernaut, Im blinded by the sun, this is it
Far away, there is no second chance
Im on my way, all aboard for the ride
I am already here so you cant leave me behind
Hear me say
Once in a lifetime
Follow the moonshine
Once in a lifetime
Come with me
Im flying, high up in the sky
Where it all makes sense
Im flying, youre the reason why
I am here now
Im flying, high up in the sky
Where it all makes sense
Im flying, youre the reason why
Im here
song performed by by E-type
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The Power
We have the power to
To make a difference
It takes a person with courage
And determination
A leader has the power to change
And inspire others
A role model can lead and
Direct the path to success
Parents have power
Over their children
Good parents can make their
Child's life a success
A child has the power to believe
In what they want to believe in
Nobody can top them from
Fulfilling their dreams
A teacher has the power to teach
Students all that they need to learn
Only students that are determined to
Achieve will use their knowledge
A coach has the power to make
His players a team
I have the power to believe, and achieve
Anything that I put my mind to
I have the power to lead and succeed
I am a person, of courage and of power
poem by Dominique Gladney
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Success And Loss
SUCCESS AND LOSS
What’s success without loss?
You can’t win every toss!
It’s something that makes you strive-
It’s what makes you actually feel alive!
How come will you adore the bliss?
When you can’t differentiate with loss and malice?
True happiness comes, in dreams you believe!
Only then even after defeat, can you achieve!
For the plant which knows how to bend,
After the storm, opportunities extend!
Its then when you realize the talent,
To a negligent life, it’s not equivalent!
You work hard, you have a goal,
The determination plays a vital role.
Positivity flows, you finally gather moss.
Could it be possible, if there was no loss?
poem by HudaM DeGratePoet
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Unfinished Notes
I don't do accolades.
Like the ones who do it.
With the giving of them freely.
I've been wounded too many times,
By the telling of explicit truths.
And when I realized this done,
Had been to discourage me...
From my pursuits,
Only then did I become serious.
With a choosing I could prove,
To myself 'first' with a doing.
I needed to achieve my best.
And not leave behind unfinished notes,
I wrote to suggest I made attempts...
To appease the ease of an outgrowing I felt,
Of an accepted mediocrity I knew too well.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just For Fun
Cartoons
Just for fun
Just sitting around doing nothing
Having no worries, no responsibilities
No school
Just cartoons
And sugar cereal
Just cartoons
And more sugar cereal with extra sugar on it
Just cartoons
And more sugar cereal with extra sugar on it
It is fun to be a kid when you can be a kid
And when no one is watching, you put even four sugars on your sugar cereal
Or you just scoop up a few spoons of sugar into your mouth and love the way it melts in your mouth, just for fun
And when no one is watching you jump on the couch and the bed and you run through the house and you knock things over and you don’t pick them up because you are kid and you are just having fun
And you laugh and you giggle and you dance funny dances
You watch more cartoons
Eat more sugar cereal and dig through the box for the toy
And take more spoons of sugar
While watching cartoons
Just for fun.
poem by Connie Webb
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Crack Attack
You stand there, stutter, brains like butter,
You dissed your father, sister, your mother,
Times have tried too hard to your answer to give up instead of live up,
To the stance of a man, understand that Im a right hand,
Five out of five will die, from crack and on my left the birth the same and the same birth (? ),
The kid once did and now his death is echoed around the world for all to hear,
So lets have a merry new year
Yo grace, school em.
Theyre lost now, taken over, crack attack,
Theyre lost now, taken over, crack attack,
Theres a little boy who lives down the way,
I heard hes crazy from crack in his brain,
Hes lost now, hes taken over, crack attack,
Lost now, taken over, crack attack,
Dont do it,cheap high,say no! (echoes).
Though I wonder who is to blame,
All this epidemic is driving me insane, all of it,
I see the kids dying in the streets,
Whoever makes one, theyre going lose his way,
Lost know, taken over, crack attack,
Theyre lost now, taken over, crack attack.
Stuck in the middle, and dont know where to go,
Theyve got so now, theyre living for the blow,
They get it babe, doing it for the thrill,
Its so insane, such danger for a thrill,
Lost now, theyre taken over, crack attack,
Dont do it, cheap high, break the tie.
You can turn it over, you can take control,
You want your mind, your body and soul,
Dont you let crack put you in a hole,
Youve done without and you can do it now.
Said crack attack, crack attack, crack attack,
Dont do it, say no!, give it up,
Lost now, lost now...lost now, taken over crack attack, crack attack,
Taken over, crack attack, crack attack,
Lost now...give it up, give it up, taken over.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Key of Success
The heart of education,
lies within the path of determination.
The sign of progress,
leads to the adress of success.
'Victory' should be your aim
and because of that,
success should be part of your claim
Never be discouraged by those who have failed,
because it is an impact to get you wailed.
Trust in yourself and in God,
and believe it or not,
you will not be left ignored.
Success lies not in the result but in the effort,
Being the Best is not at all important, Doing the Best is all that matters.
Store these words in your heart,
one day you will surely need each one to play your part.
For this is The Key Of Success
High 'n' Dry
Saturday, i feel right
I been drinking all day
Yes i got a date, a midnight ride
I had to get it away
Yeah, i'm not a loner, i'm not a fool
Don't need a reason, reason to be cool
I got my whiskey, i got my wine
I got my woman, and this time the lights are going out
(saturday night) high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
(saturday night) i'm high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
Ow, i feel bad, i feel mean
I'm up and down and in between
On the bottle, i'm on the line
I'm up and feeling fine
Oh take me high
Saturday, kickin' out, her train was comin' to me
I gotta move, number one
Saturday night on the run
(saturday night) high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
(saturday night) got my whiskey
(saturday night) got my wine
(saturday night) got my woman
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
You gotta try me tonight
song performed by by Def Leppard
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In It I Trust
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have been treated as if I did not exist.
By those I loved devotedly.
And laid to share a nakedness with.
Names I have been called,
Some of which were within listening distance.
As if I had been born,
Without feelings felt to experience.
I have had lows.
To make anyone's bottom,
Appear to be 'up' for me.
But...
Such faith I have and in it I trust.
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have learned many times to get up off my knees.
And to step over obstacles left to leave behind.
With a looking forward I do as I keep this belief...
My best to give is only for those knowing,
In the giving of it that is shared...
There is a mutual deserving of it to cherish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is It?
Is it perserverance
That makes us strive and achieve success?
Is it guilt
That makes us try again when we give up?
Is it practicality
That makes us learn from our mistakes?
Or is it pigheadedness
When we can't reach success
Or whining
When we feel like giving up
Or carelessness
When we make mistakes we shouldn't have?
~
Is it mercy
That makes a person end the life of a pained and ailing family member?
poem by Poor Lil Copycat
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Imploding
A little deceit becomes bigger when done.
And divisions when begun,
Are meant to affect the obvious ones.
The homeless, hungry and illiterate.
Those receiving their assignments,
Perceive themselves 'bags of chips'.
The ones strutting around...
As if to have a few dollars more,
Gives them the right...
To demonstrate evil appetites.
Imploding from the myth,
To inflict suffering on others...
Makes one accepted in a clique.
But a ticking bomb they hold.
And in their minds this begins to show.
Imploding from the myth,
To inflict suffering on others...
Makes one accepted in a clique.
But a ticking bomb they hold.
And in their minds this begins to show.
A little deceit becomes bigger when done.
And divisions when begun,
Are meant to affect the obvious ones.
The homeless, hungry and illiterate.
Those abandoned without receiving,
Proper benefits.
And the growing of the imploding,
Begins to collapse from within.
Those who perceive they are above misdeed,
Start to get a taste of what they can not believe.
An undoing of a web they set.
That traps them in a net of regret.
To suffocate themselves until there is no breath left,
From which to breed the breathing of deceptions done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Making sense
No sense in it if you act non-sense
People may push you away with sense
You may think why people are utterly non-sense?
When you are perfectly ok and act wit sense
You may fail in your love attempts
Some thing may force you or to act prompt
Still you act with sense and avoid
You may face difficulties which are self maid
You may act wise with change of scene
Gentleman like approach when publicly seen
Is it not the humanly act minus sin?
When one tries to project what he has been?
What comes to your help or rescue?
You may be wondering without any clue
You may blink and face may turn blue
When projection makes no sense for you
Sense is third eye for human being
Timely act may make him king
Opponent may face defeat in the ring
You may survive……………..
What, if nothing suggests or paves the way?
Your voice may not be heard or have the say
You may stick to position and bat for long
Still it makes sense that you are not always wrong
You will know what lies ahead?
Common sense may stop you to be mislead
So even if you are worried or so tense
You may act wise and come out with sense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Symbols Of A Song
The strength of knowledge and manipulation of words are powerful.
The rhythm of music and the sense of sound are controlling.
When these elements are merged, they form a song.
Two extremes in one mind-blasting theme.
A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.
Have you ever tried studying work, hours upon hours;
And forget everything on the day of the exam.
But if you have heard a song at least three times,
You will find that you have memorised almost half of it.
Perhaps if you put your work into song,
It is guaranteed that you will pass any exam.
A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.
A song can tap into your emotions;
It can change your mood to positive or negative.
It can influence the words you say and the choices you make.
There is always a message being carried.
Whether it makes the fullest of understanding,
Or if it makes no sense at all.
A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.
A song can encourage others to sing along or to dance.
It can boost up worship to God.
It can sooth then motivate others to be cheerful.
It can entertain people and draw them to dance.
This is persuaded by commands in a song,
Or just those soothing music vibes makes you want to move.
A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.
poem by SarahLee Emilaire
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Open a Book
To unfurl the articles of a book
I read fashionably the one I partook.
Craving on the combinations like flowers
Sing aside each other, I gathered powers.
Form a scholarly mind in the bottom of the soul,
To force this is pleasant like the casserole.
You cook a book in suns and moons
That split up and become cartoons.
Moods eject some moods to assist
And are embittered by the checklist.
Instead, open a book by the pages of a book
To mean something or a fact or a look.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Unachievable dream
Not a flower did grow in the harsh land of misery and woe,
In which a cruel vindictive fate left Elizabeth to wallow,
Sadly she was but a mere child when her innocence was defiled,
As her parents were butchered by a fierce animal in the wild,
Since life was hard she struggled to avoid resorting to whoredom,
And would fantasise about swapping her life for one of freedom,
After years of absence an old acquaintance made an appearance,
And captivated her with tales of a foreign land's opulence,
For its fertile well watered soils had led to food being abound,
And unlike the land in which she lived, prosperity could be found,
She knew that if she travelled there she would not have any regrets,
And so readied herself to emigrate by settling all her debts,
Relocating meant that there were things she would have to sacrifice,
She felt it worth it though if it meant she would reach a paradise,
On her trek there were obstacles with which she had to come to grips,
However thanks due to her determination she had few slips,
To her surprise she succeeded, and her high hopes were exceeded,
Her life changed for the better as she found she had all she needed,
After a fortnight or more she found her new life to be a bore,
And with time came to be as unhappy as she had been before,
She then chanced on a leaflet that caused her spirits to be reborn,
As on it directions to a land of wealth and splendour were drawn,
She grew more certain that her happiness was to be found elsewhere,
And so chose to move in the hope of living a life free of care,
On her trek there were obstacles with which she had to come to grips,
However thanks due to her determination she had few slips,
To her surprise she succeeded, and her high hopes were exceeded,
Her life became better for she had much more of what she needed,
However, she soon realised the quest is worth more than the prize,
And as life is in itself a journey, stopping would be unwise,
For it seemingly seems that contentment is found within a scheme,
By which one can set out to achieve an unachievable dream.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Life – A Melodrama Of Labour
The melodrama of labour,
The menace of failure
The determination to achieve,
To make one believe
That success can be near,
Turns down the failure-fear
And a step you advance, success seems to cling
Give more thrust and advance, And you find yourself in success ring.
Success succumbs to the brave,
Cowards fear success break
Paradoxically the want is universal
Made by planned series of rehearsals.
How many can cut the joy of enjoying?
Or learn enjoying in the work?
How many can realize the joy is work?
And learn working without end?
Complacence succumbs to success,
But significant is its degree
So calls for success after success,
Ongoing till breath can be!
Falls to be without distress,
And success to be without rest
Just as Nature weaves the flowers,
Without heed to the whither-showers.
Success is all pervasive,
Success: light or massive
Success is sugar of life,
The sprout of Success is bright.
No onset, No end,
Success has in its blend
Image of one’s deity
And gratefulness for complacence.
This is the tale of life,
This is the consent of joy & spice
From a success in having breaths
To an all successful life!
poem by Jasleen Khanuja
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This New Year...
outside there will more explosions
what they say, the evil spirits are driven away,
by the bridge of our desires,
colored lights and magnificent display
shall all these fireworks achieve
i will be inside the room with you
not watching any TV
we love somehow, more than we they explode
inside our hearts
we shall give more what July 4 can ever achieve.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pointless To Make Attempts WITH Common Sense
Is a power taken,
The same as a power given?
And how much power,
Does a power that has been taken have...
If those that did not give it,
Deem it as useless?
And if those who deem a power taken,
As being useless...
How powerful can that power remain?
And over what or whom,
Does one with useless power...
Have it kept in their minds believed?
It is pointless to make attempts,
WITH common sense...
To anyone who has money,
That money hoarded has no power at all.
It is only when it is distributed,
That the power of it is most effective.
One's greed,
Eventually defeats a blinded perception.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Earth Belongs to All Humanity
An escalation of hate,
Does not a peaceful existence make.
Agitated by deceit and greed.
And those who believe,
They can enforce conflict...
With restrictions that succeed.
This illness that heightens,
Within those who feel they can impose their rights...
Will bleed a prolonged defeat.
And all will see.
No peace or rest will come to them at night.
This Earth belongs to all humanity!
Not for the few,
Who wish to do as they please!
And very foolish are they,
Who proceed with these misdeeds.
Restless are those with souls like these.
Restless will they be for all eternity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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