To Validate A Feeling Felt Inside Themselves
A request to express an appreciation,
To motivate and inspire one who solicits this...
Places another in an awkward position.
Especially if the one solicited,
Hates to discourage...
With a response that is negative.
Flowery criticisms do not exist.
And if a critique is constructive,
What is suggested becomes misinterpreted.
The best advice I had ever been given,
Was to never ask for someone's opinion.
If I believed in a direction I followed,
Without fear of making mistakes...
Eventually I would learn on my own.
By researching that task I wanted to master...
As I developed a voice I alone grew to condone.
Some people are not willing to be that patient.
While others want to hear...
How great they are.
To validate a feeling felt inside themselves...
With a wish to have others,
Gaze upon them as if they were 'stars'.
And if that is the feeling already felt,
Nothing anyone says or recommends...
Will change what is already known within.
Many need to leave the feeding of their egos,
And just 'be' about what it is they choose to do!
If accolades come they come if they don't they don't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Certain Feeling
That certain feeling
The first time I met you
I hit the ceiling
I could not forget you
You were completely sweet
Oh, what could I do?
I wanted phrases
To sing his praises
That certain feeling
The one that they all know
No use concealing
Ive got what they call love
Now were together
Lets find out whether
Youre feeling, that feeling too
(bridge)
I felt it happen
Just as you came in view
Grew sort of dizzy
Thought gee, who is he?
That certain feeling
Im here to confess it
Is so appealing
No words can express it
I can not hide it
I must confide it
Im feeling that feeling, too.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Why Are You Asking 'Me' Those Questions?
'What can I do?
When the world seems so screwed up.'
I ask.
'What is true for me?
And what isn't?
What is my task?
How long is this confusion I face,
Going to last? '
I ask.
'And if I pray everyday,
Will these conflicts go away?
Will these burdens be lifted?
How long can I expect to be afflicted,
By this.'
I ask.
And something inside pulled me aside.
I felt interrogated.
As if I should be stripped bare naked.
Of everything...
Including my pride!
I was not prepared to do that.
Even though everything else,
I had already tried!
And I was questioned...
By a voice I could not deny!
~When was the last time you prayed with faith?
Is it constantly done?
With a devotion felt that overcomes?
Why are you looking outside yourself...
To validate I exist.
When I sit within you...
Feeling you hide
As if from Me you resist.
How often do you listen?
And if you do...
Do you obey?
Like you say you do,
With Me in faith...
With an honesty of truth?
As you say you do everyday?
Or do you choose your obstacles with you to stay!
What is it that you wish from Me,
Anyway?
You think I'm going to sit with you,
And waste MY time away?
If you are not grateful for My presence...
How can I gift you with My blessings? ~
'Who is this?
Is this God?
And if this is...
Why are You asking 'me' those questions?
I thought you had ALL the answers? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deep Regret
Now leave me forever,
And i was so glad to meet you but now you're gone
They try to laugh at us but their smiles
Slowly rupture into a
linear confusion.
I wanted you
but now i need you.
I've thrown it all away and made the same mistakes.
Electric blanket keeps my feet alive,
Just so i can get to you faster
I wanted you
but now i need you.
I've thrown it all away and made the same mistakes.
Now comes that time when we lie to ourselves.
Feeding off the eyes of cupid.
Now comes that lie, time and time again,
feeling such deep regret but holding onto you.
Now leave me here because i want to rot on my own.
I feel no fear because i know that this way i can't hurt you.
My time grows near, i reach out and i touch the fire.
So leave me here, because i want you so bad.
Now comes that time when we lie to ourselves.
Feeding off the eyes of cupid.
Now comes that lie, time and time again,
feeling such deep regret but holding onto you.
Now leave me here because i want to rot on my own.
song performed by by Inme
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Someone Made the Decision
Why do people leave,
From places once felt comfortable?
Someone made the decision,
To perceive themselves...
The end result of another's happiness.
And with a growing obnoxiousness,
Believed they could well afford...
Began to ruin the atmosphere.
And those who 'had' enjoyed it once,
Made it clear...
They could easily take away with them,
A peace of mind no one had bought.
Or sought to provide its growth to share.
That's why people leave,
From places once felt comfortable.
And that is why so many grieve,
When they believe what was done to please...
Has eventually left them alone,
To entertain their own sorrows.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If done in time
Little appreciation
Timely consolation
Small
Encouragement
A pat on the back
A warm hug
A kiss on the
Forehead
A small gift
A sweet smile
A patient hearing
A right advice
Heart felt
Thanks and sorry
Can do wonders
If done in time
Can turn enemy
Into a friend
Motivate people
To do their best
Give solace
To their hearts
Help them achieve
The unachievable
Win people
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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What A Feeling
Nows the time when this will turn to fruit
All the poppies gonna push up through
And I can see the ground below
The places that I know, disappearing
And I can see the winter fade
I dont feel so afraid its clearing
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Life is only half way in our hands
Years have passed while I was making plans
And I could never find the words
I always felt absurd, and always outside
But now I know I shouldnt care
Theres a song already there
Waiting inside
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
And I can feel the crock unwind
The parts of me I tied are running
And all the birds are in my head
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Within Your Arms
living in the world I’ve created in my dreams for you and me
I didnt understand that anything could happen
when you take a chance
I never believed it before I was in your arms
I never opened my heart to what I couldn’t see
I didn’t want to see all the possibilities
there could be
there should be between you and me
I know something is different in me
I’ve never felt this way
this could be the start of something deeper
it felt so right to be in your arms
when I looked into your eyes that one night
I saw that same need
that same want
that same drive
that I was feeling inside
who ever thought I would have met you here tonight
you’re the last thing I expected
the world looks so much brighter within your arms tonight
I can see the day though the night
you have reached deep inside me somewhere and started something new
cause I know I’ve never felt this way without it being you
you’ve unlooked some kind of new and more passionate feeling
I never knew it could happen until it happened to me
I never knew it could have happened like that
I never knew it could be that strong
so fast
I thought it would take more time
I didn’t know but now it’s easy to see
if only you just looked into my eyes you would have saw
you could have seen that I would be loyal to you
you could have had your way with me right then and there
I wanted you to take me away
I wanted you to have what we wanted
I was ready for you to
I dare not to say it out loud
dare not to even think it for you might see it in my all telling eyes
only feeling my body telling me that I was ready
ready for you
and ready to tell you I’m willing to stay in your arms for ever
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Aloof, Cool And Haughty
There are not too many places,
Where the showing of one's appreciation...
Is disregarded.
And instead of accepting one's positive comments,
About what it is they do,
People will think anything mentioned about that...
Is an act of patronizing.
AND...
It 'is' when giving another one's support.
HOWEVER,
In some places this is regarded as being...
Aloof, cool and haughty.
So what is one left to do to leave minds like this,
Left to eventually dismiss?
One becomes...
Aloof, cool and haughty to please expectations.
Like I said,
There are not too many places,
Where the showing of one's appreciation...
Is disregarded.
But...
Places like this do exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Journey Taken God Wants Us to Condone
There is 'something' felt in the air.
Something that says the times ahead,
Will be okay.
With whispers calling for a patience.
Even though clouds of despair seem to be,
Everywhere,
There are those without hesitation...
Showing reasons to express they care.
These times we all are living,
Come to give us reasons to condone.
These times we are living,
Are no longer the times to decide to leave alone.
These times we all are living,
Come to give us reason...
To live and condone,
A journey taken God wants us on.
A journey taken God wants us to condone.
Claiming it as a direction we own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Could Pray Frustrations Away
If you could pray frustrations away...
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it?
And could you work all day without pay?
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it!
Or would you climb to the stars?
If you could cook a meal for peace...
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it?
And could you sauna with your enemies?
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it!
Or would you...
Climb to the stars?
People need to find fresh places to arrive,
And meet.
People need to find a way inside to a reason,
To let go and discover...
The good feeling felt of coming from undercover!
If you could cook a meal for peace...
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it?
And could you sauna with your enemies?
Would you try it?
Or,
Would you fight it!
Or would you...
Climb to the stars?
People need to find fresh places to arrive,
And meet.
People need to find a way inside to a reason,
To let go and discover...
The good feeling felt of coming from undercover!
And getting to know another.
With a goal to hold each close together.
If you could pray frustrations away...
Would you try it?
Or would you climb to the stars?
Alone as wished to be,
Would you climb to the stars?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Stranger's Love
A feeling never felt
And never too quickly in love fallen
Like a wax the fire in a voice melted
The inner feels; no strength could contain
'Oh my dear, do you love me? '
In love so much with a stranger
A beauty never known
And for summer in wait to behold him
By him a joy long felt
And the stars, her laughter, do hear
Ever with him wanted
To hear breaths so loud
And feel warmths in her
To hear him say yes to one question
For him all heart given and care she does not
Yet anxiety in the closets lurks
For many virgins do love him
And cherished is he among the goddesses
'Oh god of love, to you I pray,
That mine, and mine alone he shall be'
poem by Nicholas Boateng
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From Their Point Of View
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences.
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
And the struggles others endure...
From movies, widening TV screens,
Or binoculars used as they peer from behind trees...
To validate a faking of a wisdom often to be argued,
With the ones who have received their completed lessons...
Taught fresh from the trenches to prove with wounds,
They did not sit to observe someone else fighting their battles.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences, either!
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
And others will volunteer as a sacrifice to feel as a duty,
To assist in securing freedoms for all as promised.
With a few who will come to assist in providing comfort,
Or express an appreciation and with respect...
To the ones who will always associate life,
With a feeling of mental and physical pain for their efforts.
And this is the view many refuse to acknowledge.
Since to do it they will have to admit a reality exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A mental injury
I never wanted to cause any mental injury
I was capable of judging event as jury
It could have created adverse impact on mind
As true lover I was in position to find
It was never intended to harm
I was in opinion of keeping relation warm
Still there was come circumstantial compulsion
The straight answer was ruled out of question
I used to maintain calm posture
It was adding to the confidence for sure
It is said that one should be very much assertive
That makes him to think and act positive
I kept this slogan in mind
The suggestion meant to be very kind
It was way out for future course
Else it might have resulted in possible curse
It send wrong signal when actually not needed
The advice sometime falls on deaf ears and not heeded
It is misfortune that corrective steps are not contemplated
The complex situation is created even though was unrelated
It helps a lot if you resort to mild smile
The tension is removed for sure meanwhile
Your opponent may be forced to think differently
The visible anger is removed and seen apparently
I took full care to see that she was not placed in trouble
I realized that love was momentary like water bubble
It was pure body love and infatuation
The likelihood of its failure was emerging as situation
It might cause lots of problem and awkward scene
I realized the consequences and worry was seen
I did not want it to happen to her as good friend
Even though it was likely that relation may end
I was not comfortable either to sense
It was out of tune and complete nonsense
I truly believed in equal response with respect
I felt it was inappropriate on her part to act
She did force for quick response with no planning
It was just a first at sight and a new beginning
Though I loved her equally and wanted to go far
It seemed to me an improbability to become star
No doubt she might gone out of way
Had shown me bright hope with golden ray
Still I felt it unreasonable to involve in fray
A person that was likely to force her to stay away
I consider myself as tough person
I don’t what may be the solid reason
But inner voice sometimes compel me to think
This is right omen for a person before he chooses to sink
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Without Thinking
I had been asked to give my opinion.
And expressed a reluctance to give it.
When my reluctance offended,
I went ahead to give my opinion...
Without thinking I would be challenged,
To defend it.
Or argue my right to express it.
Especially if requested.
That's why with lessons learned today,
I do not accept request to express my thoughts.
Whether they are solicited or not to convey.
With a keeping of my peace of mind addressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Chose to Like My Own Life
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then to do it.
Since many then pretended,
With no identifiable dignity.
Or a pride that had reality.
I chose to live my life right.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading.
With dim light to pass.
I chose to greet the morning Sun.
Feeling a freedom at last.
Like never before I felt could be done.
I opened the door inside of me once closed.
And released my own mind...
To find a truth I could believe,
See and daily breathe.
And wanting more of 'me' exposed.
And I chose to like my own life.
Not finding fault or wrong with it.
Or defending what for me felt right.
What for me I knew existed.
I chose to like my own life to live,
As I do...
To prove,
It is mine to live it as I choose.
And this day I choose to live my life!
And so peaceful do I sleep at night.
Free of masquerades,
And...
Those days I spent charading,
Behind an assortment of masks.
With no direction on my path,
Cemented and paved.
I chose to like my own life.
It wasn't easy then.
Since many then pretended.
As if that was their task.
And pretending for me,
Has ended.
As clear as unstained glass,
Allows light to pass through it brighter...
With no intention to leave a blemish.
Coming as it does,
To radiate that which lives.
And this day I choose to live my life!
For me...and you too.
To get those deeds we need to do,
Done.
Knowing now we have identified,
And overcomed the fear...
Of liking one another like we like ourselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tragic in the World.
If you can learn from all the tragic in the world
You can come out as a winner.
But, only if you find the true Spirit, humbleness,
Appreciation for all life, with the great faith in goodness.
Not in fear, tragic or just in a poor survival,
Learn to see the great riches everywhere,
Do not believe in shortage
See how many stars are in the sky,
How many grain of sand all around,
How many grass comes up, even in impossible
places.
Even how much money is wasted by the governments.
If you are in this moment in the middle of it, do not
dwell on fear,
But keep telling yourself: 'I'll go through this & I open my mind
For plenty (or health or happiness) .
When you believe this, somehow life will bring lessons
To achieve your dream
Be patient, follow your feelings.
If one can see the riches of this Earth,
Eventually will be able to attract a great deal
It is not men who gives the income,
But everything comes from the treasury of the Spirit
This is how the rich people attracts theirs
Same time how the poor are loosing even what they have.
By only Faith in good or bad.
Remember:
'The rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer.'
What can be done?
Let go, relax, stop fighting against the wind,
Open your mind for beauty, harmony, plenty,
No matter where you are.
But do not tell Spirit that you Want a mansion or a diamond.
Anyway, life gives you what you need to your next lesson,
And not what You want.
You have a choice.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Fascination - Improvisation
Keep, keep, keep, keep, k, k, k, k
Keep - keep - keep - keep feeling
Keep feeling - keep feeling - k - k - k - k
If it seems a little time is needed
Decisions to be made
The good advice of friends unheeded
The best of plans mislaid
Just looking for a new direction
In an old familiar way
The forming of a new connection
To study or to play
Keep feeling
Keep feeling
K - k
Keep feeling
If it seems a little time.........(record stops)
song performed by by Human League
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(Keep Feeling) Fascination (Improvisation)
Keep, keep, keep, keep, K, K, K, K
Keep - Keep - Keep - Keep Feeling
Keep Feeling - Keep Feeling - K - K - K - K
If it seems a little time is needed
Decisions to be made
The good advice of friends unheeded
The best of plans mislaid
Just looking for a new direction
In an old familiar way
The forming of a new connection
To study or to play
Keep Feeling
Keep Feeling
K - K
Keep Feeling
If it seems a little time.........(Record Stops)
song performed by by Human League
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Take Me To New Highs, You Take Me
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And, you take me.
You have seen...
More than I like.
More than I might,
Have exposed.
Before you came.
And you,
Have seen...
More than I like.
More...
Than I might,
Have exposed.
There's no mystique,
How you keep me excited.
There's this heat underneath,
I can't hide if I tried.
I'm trying to be,
Calm on the outside!
But I can't deny,
You take me to new highs.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Who Have Prioritized Them As Waste
It is easy to make fun,
Of the odd one out.
Isn't it?
Especially in an environment,
That seems not only to condone it...
But solicits a provoking of this behavior.
It is a condition that is taught...
And learned very well.
Then it is wished a unity is done.
But those that have become alcohol abusers,
And drug addicts...
Social misfits and psychopaths,
Appear to have other agendas.
And to express a vacancy of love,
Is not one of them.
And the people who have prioritized them as waste...
Can be observed, examined and witnessed,
As being the real victims!
They are the vagrants adorning false masks.
Since they've invested their time...
Ensuring their own kind were driven out of their minds.
And they wander about,
Making sure this task is successfully done.
Or they 'hang' in there...
Despairingly.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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