To Welcome What I Don't Do
This I don't do...
Revisit old playgrounds.
Or regret that I have left them,
To adventure, explore and experience life...
With a purpose to mature.
And learn I did to endure,
The criticisms of those who had not.
This I have done,
To welcome what I don't do to forget...
Whatever it was I wanted to recapture.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Charmed Into It
If there is 'anything' I've learned,
As I continue to live my life...
With widened eyes and healed knees.
And...
With ears alerted like a bat radared for life.
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
Nor will I be charmed into it!
Michael Jackson took a few steps backward,
And called that 'moonwalking'.
When I did it,
I called it regret!
I discovered a repetition of that,
Cause me much sorrow!
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Had Not Been For Chemistry
I have never been here before.
To explore such views,
With anyone quite like you...
Full adventure and unafraid to explore.
Never before have I felt the student,
To allow myself to be taught...
By someone who brings,
A different insight to things.
If you had gone on another path,
I would have sat unchallenged.
And taken too much time,
To eventually let doubt have its way.
I can say today,
I am happy you found me sitting.
And owe meeting you to patience,
Somehow you knew for you it stayed.
I have never been here before.
To explore such views,
With anyone quite like you...
Full adventure and unafraid to explore.
'If it had not been for chemistry,
You and I would have only been here to see...
Just another someone else to forget and ignore,
As we continued on our separate journeys.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet -On Experience
One cannot learn from experience always,
For Knowledge is a sea; experience, Lake;
Some learn the same in hours or weeks or days;
Some never do all life, forever fake.
Experience implies one had done mistakes;
It is much wiser to learn from others;
To forget knowledge too, experience makes;
A continued process, it is, brothers.
Experience can't vouchsafe a man is wise;
And wisdom comes to one who God well loves;
Too much of experience could turn a vice.
All need not see the burst of bombs or stoves.
By experience, no man should turn haughty,
Nor should he try to be with peers, naughty.
poem by John Celes
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If Not For Eternity
Everyday,
All of us are given opportunities...
To explore and adventure,
Another aspect of life...
To experience something new.
And everyday excuses are made,
To have no time to find...
What it is we could and should do.
Complaining and delivering faults,
Have found many to accept this as their expertise...
With a choice to expose this as a gift.
And without solicitation...
This craft upon others is released.
Everyday,
All of us are given opportunities...
To explore and adventure,
Another aspect of life...
To experience something new.
And yet there are those who say they can not afford,
To waste their patience...
On something they rather ignore.
And ignore they do...
Themselves.
Commitments made to relationships.
Friendships taken for granted...
As futures of their children,
Delayed for a taste of procrastination.
But participating in something done...
That guarantees hours spent in frivolous fun,
Is given without a moment's hesitation.
Since this has been marketed as a life to live!
And aging with a maturity to reflect,
Is no longer regarded as a process to respect.
Nor is it prioritized as a positive.
And under a plastic surgeon's busy knife,
Everyone has a desire to pay...
Whatever it takes,
To appear and 'look' youthful...
Jusr for a day or a week.
If not for eternity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Man Said No!
I wanted to build myself a boat
Everyone said that it wouldn't float
As carpentry and boating I do not know
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to plant myself a flower
I was told I couldn't without knowledge or a power
I wasn't a gardener so plants I did not grow
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to learn myself how to fly
But I was told if I did I would die
In the air to the ground I would crash below
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to cook and to become a chef
But I was told that I wasn't mature enough
If I lit a match I would cause and inferno
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to learn to play and to enjoy music
But I wasn't allowed to listen to it
I wasn't taught to sing or to play the piano
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to learn how to ski
But to my idea everyone did disagree
Everyone knew I loved the cold and the snow
So man unto me, he said no.
I wanted to live my life the way I should
Do what I believed and understand what I could
To my want's and idea's to all I did confess
So man he said no; but GOD he said yes.
poem by Randy McClave
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Looking For a Freshness
I live to explore!
Not to sit in the midst of discoveries...
To be compared by others,
As the way my life should be!
I'm not one to reminisce,
With nostalgic inclinations.
To plagiarize legitimate activities...
Like others finding justification,
To qualify the air they breathe!
I live to explore.
Adventure and learn.
Not to rehearse and regurgitate...
Someone's steps done before.
So many do that and call 'that' creation!
As if to re-invent...
Stirs imaginations!
I live to explore.
Caring less if I'm ignored.
This gift of life is mine and I will proceed...
Looking for a freshness that excites.
My self worth and energy.
Instead of polluting my mind,
Redoing those things others find...
Easy without effort.
As they follow behind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Search Of Truth!
Religion, philosophy and science search for truth;
The approach of search of each may be different;
But the object of search for everyone is the same!
Religion by devotion tries to explore great truth;
Philosophy intellectually tries to know the truth;
Science experimentally tries to infer to know truth.
Spiritualists super-consciously explore to realize truth;
Mystics by Nature mysticism experience existing truth;
Poets using imagination explore the existence of truth!
Emotionally, intellectually and spiritually all try in life
To know, realize, experience and feel truth in all;
Understanding that is the main purpose of life for all!
Whatever be the approach of all in search of truth
Nature is the only link for everyone’s approach here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Limitations
we think of changing
we promise new things
we entertain new visions
of the self
and yet at the end of the day
we stumble on the same mistake
and haggle on the same regret
well,
we have no plan of killing ourselves
we are mature people
we love mistakes
learn from them
and have the same courage
to repeat them
all over again
nothing but reality
and that is the truth
we are mature people
and we understand
our human nature
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Like an adventure
as we grow
life takes us to the battle field
where we have to fight in order to survive
life is all about war
dealing with heart break
with sorrow and pain
as we goes through life '
the harder it will get
when i open my eyes
is when i begin to see
how hard it is to get what we wanted
life never goes our way
that's the sadden of me
life is like a roller coaster
let; s enjoy the ride
life is like an adventure
that will; never come to an end
you die it goes along without you
you alive it goes with you
i life there's no option
you bleed to carry on
again
life is like a roller coaster
let's enjoy the ride
life is like a journey
everyday we learn a new story
everyday we face a new challenge
life is like a adventure
it takes us anywhere
it blows us anywhere and whenever
sometimes life burn us
where we have to turn to ashes
let's all accept it and enjoyed the journey
like an adventure
poem by Guenael Oristel
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There Could Have Been A Flourishing
There could have been a flourishing.
With an enriching nourishment that encouraged it.
There could have been a sharing of expertise,
Amongst those mature enough to do it.
And an increase of understanding,
From everyone released.
There could have been growth,
With a beneficial purpose done.
But that road was blocked...
By the ones who joined that bandwagon,
With wishes to have these joint ventures stopped.
There could have been,
A respecting of differences from the beginning...
To everyone's benefit.
There could have been appreciation expressed,
For one person to the next.
There could have been ideals addressed,
With less dissecting as to whose suggestions...
Were better than the rest.
But minds seeking to impress...
Infected all with a lack of interest.
There could have been a flourishing.
With an enriching nourishment that encouraged it.
There could have been a sharing of expertise,
Amongst those mature enough to do it.
But those mature enough to do this,
Could no longer endure those immature!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dare to Live
Today might be the day you die.
So seize each opportunity
That’s offered you and don’t ask why
But grasp each moment eagerly.
Why vacillate and hesitate.
Waste time wondering if you should
You will regret when it’s too late.
You did not do it when you could
We all do things that we regret.
We have to make our own mistakes
Learn lessons that we won’t forget.
Experience is all it takes.
Take a chance do it today
Another chance won’t come your way.
26/07/2009
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Life
Life is a possibility, embrace it.
Life is beautiful, admire it.
Life is wonderful, enjoy it.
Life is a dream, follow it.
Life is a bewilderment, face it.
Life is a mission, fulfill it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a treasure, cherish it.
Life is rich, savior it.
Life is lovely, revere it.
Life is a mystery, uncover it.
Life is pain, endure it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a tragedy, forbear it.
Life is luck, benefit from it.
Life is an adventure, be regardful of it.
Life is very precious, delight in it.
Life is a war, learn from it.
Life is life, fight for it.
poem by Mother Theresa, translated by Masiela Lusha
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Tainted
Tainted is the wine
Being sip by puckered lips.
Dripping from the mouths of those
Exchanging socializing quips!
With intentions to forget...
The unfed and the homelessness.
Their minds may become dulled by wine.
But in time their neglect will most certainly
Bestow upon them much regret!
And that is what is meant by tainted.
What becomes...
Has not happened yet!
Something to someone in purpose one does,
In a drugging of reality...
To an acquaintance in frivolity!
Eventually returns,
To teach a lesson...
So very hard for some to learn!
And quite painful for those once unconcerned!
To learn without a feeling turning...
Their emotions left to drink until 'drunk'
In a dumbness that is churning,
From a distaught and destructive...
Internal burning that has been brought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Learn
when broken
learn
when happy
learn
when bored
learn
when you float and does not know what to do
learn just the same
when filled with idealism
learn
when fed with what you cannot swallow
learn again
when the times get rough and you want to kill yourself
learn, learn, learn
you still have many things to learn
faces of life
bodies of life
learn, learn, learn everything
do not surrender
for in truth, you do not do what you only want
you will also do what you are told to do
no questions asked
or you will be left out
or you will be not a part of the picture
this life
learn, learn, learn, always learn
do not surrender
live, learn, live, learn
you will soon do all that others will tell you
learn, learn and learn again
and sooner you will have learned everything
and then do what you want to do
with firm conviction
you know now what is right
and that is what you will do,
now without even being told
you have become yourself
but still learn, learn, and learn again
because
you might be wrong,
try thinking some more, learn
relearn, learn, learn, learn, forevermore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love - Mad And Mature
Mad love leads to terrorism
Mature love gets to Gandhism
Mad love makes one wicked
Mature love makes life sublime
Mad love kindles body
Mature love ennobles the soul
Mad love binds the spirit
Mature love releases the bond
Mad loves brings pain
Mature love provides pleasure
Mad love breeds acrimony
Mature love brings harmony
Mad love hinders progress
Mature love helps success
Discard mad love, develop mature love
Make life pleasant and world a happy house!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Too Fearful To Fully Grasp
It is much easier for me,
To be very patience with a child...
Asking questions about life.
Than it is for me to answer,
Those same questions asked...
By one who appears to be an adult.
But has a mind of a child.
And the simple aspects of life,
They have yet to experience.
Or too fearful to fully grasp,
With a faith they claim to have...
To explore and adventure.
A living of life to fake it...
Is difficult to explain,
To anyone seeking how best to live it...
On their terms AND with expectations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loving Life
I fell in love with life again
Not so long ago
The various people of
Different origins one can meet
With fabulous places to go
Life can be full
Of adventure
So much to learn
You didn't know
With each experience
Serving as a lesson
To really help you grow
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Proverbs for the Enlightened Ones.
Life is a school room, not a vacation
Whatever happens, all are just temptation,
We all have to learn & learn until the last breath,
If we are smart our life will be smooth without any wrath.
What is on your mind will come to you,
Be careful what you think & dwell on and do.
If you keep beauty & harmony instead hostility and anger,
Your life will be light & you will go without any danger.
Always follow your feelings, let it be good or bad,
Trying to be goody-goody will confuse & cause you to be sick or mad,
We all are here to play out the Law
For each other, anyway and anyhow.
However, never do things why you'll be sorry later,
Once you do anything no use for apology or regret to your maker.
Regret brings cancer, apology brings mistrust,
Forgive, but never forget the past,
Be honest and your sleep will be peaceful and just.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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With Obstacles And Criticisms Expected
The success of my adventures,
Began when I became ignored.
When I began to explore my individuality,
With a sense not to pay attention...
To those who attempted,
To block this need I felt inside of me.
The success of my adventures,
Awakened with my curiosity.
I wanted to know how things in life connected.
And not too many explanations,
Did I accept.
I researched my own philosphies.
Although I've been close to breakiing my neck.
'Boy, do you think money grows on trees? '
My mother would say that to me early...
When she would buy my sister Mim and I,
Candy I didn't like!
And I wondered 'why' she kept saying 'that' to me.
Planting that seed to uncover,
WHERE did money grow?
If not from trees?
I had to know!
My mother 'hinted' there were other possibilities.
The success of my adventures,
Began when I became ignored.
When I began to explore my individuality,
With a sense not to pay attention...
To those who attempted,
To block this need I felt inside of me.
And I wanted to know...
If I couldn't do certain things,
Why was this told to me before I tried?
Why was this said to me,
As 'if' to deny?
And upon hearing 'that'...
I started to carve my own path.
And,
If I became lost...
It was something about 'that',
That became more attractive.
With obstacles and criticisms...
Expected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ode To Life
Oh to be born and accept the forgetting
into a life of stress and fretting
does not seem fair
since we forget from where
we came.
We take on the trials of life on earth
and soon cannot remember
what peace there was before we came.
A died out ember
for me in December.
Awakened to a new purpose for now
and so we finally learn somehow
to encompass life,
all joy and strife
and live.
We find new joys in girls and boys
playing with their earthly toys.
And as we grow
it's then we know
that's over.
We lose ourselves into a man-made prison
for in the mind has arisen
the fears of losing
and the fear of choosing
wrong.
And through it all our heart is there
and helps to become aware
of purpose each morn,
for why we were born
on earth.
The natural wonders we came to explore,
the stories, the stars, the love, the lure
of every beautiful thing
and the reason we sing
and we remember.
We asked for permission to come again
to help out our fellowmen,
to quiet ourselves down inside
and take all things in our stride
until we travel home.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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