This Is What It Chooses To Do
This World swirling...
Is ever evolving.
Spinning to release itself,
From the past.
And producing fresh new standards,
For those of us witnessing...
As passengers.
Much like a flea,
That rides for free...
The flesh of an animal.
And scratches,
To satisfy an annoying itch!
Believing what you hold onto in your hands,
Is for you to keep...
Disappears and returns to dust.
This Earth has a mindset that sustains.
And the 'us' that 'it' is...
Does not seek 'your' trust.
Nor does it tolerate the itching of your conflicts.
It will seek to get rid of it.
And do its best to provide your observations,
With warnings.
However...
It doesn't have to do this.
This is what it chooses to do!
Regardless of the 'who' you think you are.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Itch, Itch, Itch
should it not annoy me
what comes from single addition sound
itch, itch, itch
scratching my finger point
my heart is like free market
my brain is like full garbage
itch, itch, itch
there's worm army in my back
I get itch in my leg
itch, itch, itch
it's an itch in my mouth
I have sharpen my nail
I want to jump and scream
can I come to scratch you into pieces
the hands that touch me impolitely
the blunt mind that speaks empty
itch, itch, itch
you are just itch for me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Unqualified or Aware
You seek from me,
What I seek from you!
Leaving our needs to be left weak,
From the seeking.
If you and I just be without that seeking...
We would find our search complete.
And satisfy that daily heat!
We wish to see first...
And not feel the thirst of it!
Knowing it is there.
If we only cared enough to trust.
Instead of believing...
Someone else can compare,
And share.
Although...
We find them ultimately,
Unqualified or aware...
Inside of us,
We have such lust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seek Beauty
how long
and how lonely
are the steeps of your lies
and yet
how painfully liberating is the path that your truth requires?
so seek
seek beauty
in laughter and in tears
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
coz in the end
when the lamp oil
burnt the flicker once and for all
we fade
we perish in that final hour
savouring the promise of glorious dawn
so seek
seek beauty in the ugly and in the vain
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight
the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
and take joy
in your daily struggle
let go repulsion as it clings to the shock
discovery
entering illumination
the transformation of matter into void
so seek
seek beauty
in corruption and in the pure
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
seek beauty!
poem by Andrew JansBrown
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With Words To Express, Define Or Explain
Smothered under thick layers of lies!
Suppressed by deceptions,
That keeps them self obsessed...
To excuse with alibis.
And no longer accepting the affects of self examination.
With cleared and open wider eyes.
They are first taught to assume positions,
Of being the center of the Universe.
Although from where they sit on Earth,
No one knows where up or down is.
Or if they are witnessing the left or right of it.
They learn to judge,
From lessons learned from birth first...
That whatever else exists,
From delusions quick to depict themselves...
Flawless.
There is a need to believe this ridiculousness,
Regardless of reality...
They wish with attempts to reverse.
And to curse those who are conscious...
With broadening observations,
Sought to seek and within them thirst.
With restricting limits,
Many self righteous think of others immediately...
By values and standards crumbling beneath their feet.
But yet refuse to see their own self imposing defeat,
From a medicating on maintaining minds addicted to fantasies.
And denying the existence of truth,
There to reduce their increasing agonies enforced and produced.
No matter how overwhelming the evidence,
Of a need for them to awaken from a maddening ignorance.
They've become too addicted to free and release to leave behind.
And unfortunate for them are these times we live,
That are completely out of their control...
Unfolding!
For all to behold with nothing left to be said,
With words to express, define or explain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Standards
Following the standards of this world, as your work day is unfurled,
May be the normal thing you do, as you see your schedule through,
But, Believers need to be aware, of standards that are set out there,
The standards that deny our Lord, and as moral issues are ignored.
Their standards may get jobs done, but, do nothing for God’s Son,
To help believers live their daily life, above all of their immoral strife.
With our standards set much higher, pleasing The Lord is our desire,
We desire to live and honor Him, while in this world plagued with sin.
Our standard is an Everlasting One, authorized by God’s Only Son,
God’s standard is carved in stone, put in place from God’s Throne.
A standard of unalterable ways, is needed for these changing days.
Standards followed by the wise, as the world chooses compromise.
This standard is the choice of those, who the Lord above has chose,
To shine His light in every nation, to lead all men to God’s Salvation.
God’s standard simply cannot waver, built upon our Blessed Savior,
Before the foundation of this world, it’s the only one we’re to herald.
The Word of God will be our source, as we chart our earthly course,
For The Word alone is foundational, as men seek to live God’s Will.
As the standards set forth by men, by The Lord will be condemned,
But God’s standard is eternal friend, as His will alone will never end.
(Copyright ©06/2007)
Itch
Ha ha ha (ahh)
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
You think you love me, but you don't really know me
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
Wanna go ride, not a backseat drive
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Ahhhhh ohh - something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Don't want to hurt you (hurt you baby)
You can hug me, but you can't really hold me
what I do, and it's crazy
Don't wanna be cold, but I'm out of control
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay that's true
Ahhhhh ooh - wish I could, but I can't be good
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch
I feel the itch again
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Cause I want to go down wanna feel my heart pound
Don't you know that I get restless
You can't reach where I need scratching
So feel the itch again
Itch
Itch
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
Yeah yeah, I feel the itch again
i-i-itch
song performed by by Vitamin C
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I Trust You Father
I trust you father to provide
a path for me to walk, ...
and wisdom to ignore the fools, ...
let them laugh and let them talk
I trust you father to instill
a roadmap for my life
that steers me towards the rightous few
and spares me pain and strife
I trust you father to remind
me of my own free will,
that pitfalls lie within my path,
that I must climb uphill
I trust you father to accept
that sometimes I grow weak,
and thrist for waters of this world,
and other love I'll seek
I trust you father to forgive
my sins in Jesus' name,
and when I die my soul will rise,
and salvation I can claim
I trust you father
poem by Steven Taylor
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Which is love?
I seek her, propelled by my heart;
It is an infatuation.
I seek her, purred by my flesh;
It is lust.
I seek her, dictated by my soul;
It is platonic.
I seek her, judged by my mind;
It is rational.
When I seek her by heart, flesh,
Soul and mind, it is love.
For love to strike and stay
She too must respond to me
Likewise in equal measures.
Else, it breaks soon.
14.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whither Trust
whither trust
trust - the treasure
of the past
lost amidst the
dust of greed and time
in the clutches of the worst
witnessing the thurst
of the beast
called the man
so called human
so called the educated
so called the intellect
ready to connect
to the corrupt
live life to the fullest
mind locked with lust
trust - the treasure of the past
trust - the treasure of the past! !
poem by Jai Prakash Satyamangalam Bhupathy
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Between Two Fires
Wisdom reveals the reason why
This life brings so much pain
Yet in the rainbows in the sky
The answers all too plain
When God made man He gave him laws
As all the world now knows
But disobedience opened doors
No sinful man can close
Some fear no God nor judgement day
Some seek the truth on high
But fire to both will come one day
For all are bound to die
Fire will totally burn the earth
This world will cease to be
Yet Fire will lead to second birth
Who soon God’s face will see
Fire will seek each soul in turn
Regardless of their views
But which our flesh one day will burn
Is left for us to choose
From all the earth there’s no one free
However much we doubt
The fire will come for all to see
From which there’s no way out
No force can make God’s Fire retreat
No flesh can dowse the flame
But fire for those at Jesus’ feet
Will only burn their shame
The rest who die still with their crime
Will meet an awesome fate
Then like the flood in Noah’s time
The cry will be “Too late”
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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You Reflect the Neglect That Is Available
If you are not showing you have integrity.
Why are you expecting to have bestowed respect?
Especially from those you believe should think of you,
As a priority in 'their' lives.
You must be on 'crack' or something cheaper that addicts.
If you are walking around thinking that,
And believing it!
Some folks are raised with perceptions,
They own the Earth and they are center of this Universe.
And deceiving with dishonesty...
To cheat and lie is how it should be!
No one has to look for that to see the evidence.
It can smother observations.
Already it pollutes the air.
Some live their lives as if one continuous joke!
And perhaps for them it is.
Since nothing they do is taken seriously.
They are in constant denial.
Although seek a freedom to sit back and ask for handouts.
Not 'all'...
But many are taught to praise their laziness.
And quote from scriptures to convince...
They are going to inherit something from God.
In some 'afterlife'!
If they remain meek and on their knees!
Smoozed, deluded and crazed!
And they defend this way of life.
If you are not showing you have integrity.
Why are you expecting to have bestowed respect?
Especially from those you believe should think of you,
As a priority in 'their' lives.
You must be on 'crack' or something cheaper that addicts.
If you are walking around thinking that,
And believing it!
You reflect the neglect that is available...
If someone chooses to indulge in the offerings.
That's all!
Nothing more.
Unless you protect,
What you have yet to show!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Church Monuments
While that my soul repairs to her devotion,
Here I intomb my flesh, that it betimes
May take acquaintance of this heap of dust;
To which the blast of death's incessant motion,
Fed with the exhalation of our crimes,
Drives all at last. Therefore I gladly trust
My body to this school, that it may learn
To spell his elements, and find his birth
Written in dusty heraldry and lines;
Which dissolution sure doth best discern,
Comparing dust with dust, and earth with earth.
These laugh at jet and marble put for signs,
To sever the good fellowship of dust,
And spoil the meeting. What shall point out them,
When they shall bow, and kneel, and fall down flat
To kiss those heaps, which now they have in trust?
Dear flesh, while I do pray, learn here thy stem
And true descent, that when thou shalt grow fat
And wanton in thy cravings, thou mayst know
That flesh is but the glass which holds the dust
That measures all our time; which also shall
Be crumbled into dust. Mark, here below
How tame these ashes are, how free from lust,
That thou mayst fit thyself against thy fall.
poem by George Herbert
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One To Believe
Fire at will
Your turbulent spill
The angst the rage
For being locked in a cage
They are wrong they are wrong
But who will believe your song
For you are guilty to the world you see
They dont want to hear your cries
They claim there nothing but lies your guilty
I will listen i will cry your name
Until they release this blame
I will never give up the fight
To right the wrong
And make it right
Your will gets weaker every time we speak
Trust in the truth
Please dont give up on the freedom you seek
The isolation an fear
Has taken its toll over the years
With you resentment has arrived with all its gears
But one day you will be free
I will find the truth you will see
Please hold on just a while longer
My voice is getting stronger
Please please do it for yourself and me
I will i will get you free
Now that you are free
What was the cost
Almost your sanity
Lets not stop or let it be
We can take on the world you and me
Seeking God
God desires us to faithfully love and seek Him out
To pray and discover His Divine Will.
The wicked and the selfish never find God
For they depend on self to provide and fulfill.
'Those who diligently seek me will find me.'
For God is just and only does what's right.
He blesses us despite our sins of the past
As we seek His forgiveness by day or night.
God controls everything we love, need and desire
He cares too much to let us get away with sin.
We must live our lives in total submission
And by watching His works, we begin!
Ground Control to the One We Trust!
We are all passengers on this planet Earth
A spaceship traveling through time and space
This journey we travel from the time of our birth
We seek to understand, - this life we embrace
Using our natural senses, we seek to define reality
This search is all a part of our lives as we travel
Though we live our lives with much abnormality
Life in itself, - is a mystery we all seek to unravel
We meet with resistance for it is in our nature
Questioning our neighbor is the way of our behavior
Those living in an entirely different culture
We are unaware of the fact - that we share the same
Savior
Creeds, laws, beliefs, of all sorts - we choose to live by
As we travel our course the journey may be simple or get
Rough
When all goes well we are lifted - and in him - we may defy
But when the going gets tough - we turn to him -
THE ONE WE TRUST
(6/18/07)
poem by Dave Tanguay
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Art of Touch
something pleasurable
something reassuring
something warm
embrace hugs
shaking hands
tickle play
whisper on the skin
sudden crash
string of sadness
lonesome's hold
closing the gap
presence of some
annoying admirer
silent confession
caressing lock
comforting tap
brush past walk
trust measure
something satisfy
something lull
something learned
hard or soft
strong or tender
harsh or smooth
shy or tight
wake up your nerves
and be honest!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Seek
Seek and you will find
the glory of the divine,
seek and you shall see
the world and all its glory,
seek and you will feel
love’s arrow pierce your heart.
Seek and whatever you seek
will one day be yours,
but you must want it enough
to seek it out and find
the hidden dreams
that lay within your mind.
9 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Seek & You Will Find
You been laying it on the line
Too much fat to burn
You been stuck on a course
While the world around you turns
You been out in the rain
But babe, oh the sun still shines
Well you might walk through a cloud
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find
Its like treading on thin ice
Hot stones in your shoes
Well you know the world can blow your mind
Unless you got the guts to cut the fuse
You been out on the streets
And babe how the road does wind
Well you might look straight ahead
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find (seek and you will find)
You been out on a limb
And so many mountains to climb
Well you just might be sitting on a rainbow, honey
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Hands
Your hands
When they
Come to me
They seek
Sex in my
Body.
I would rather
Hold my daughter's
Hands that seek
Love in me.
For, I admire hands
That adulate me as a
Woman, showering
Affection on me…
Rather than -
Debasing me as a body
And denigrating me…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Common Sense Is Not Indexed
People believe intelligence comes from books they read.
As if to regurgitate another's observations,
Gives them an equal ability to 'see'.
But those who have wisdom,
Observe their environment...
And those who live in it.
The affects this creates.
And whose thoughts dominate them.
However...
Reading does achieve an expanded comprehension.
If one chooses to pursue a degree...
To produce heightened accepted limitations.
Although if one chooses to explore out of the box.
One has to do that on one's own.
Since detailed documentation for this,
Can be found not!
Common sense is not indexed.
And generally pioneered without standards to block.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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