Vibration
I've been doing this for so long.
It seems longer than I am old.
Some now grasping the importance of this...
Might have an inkling,
Of the sacrifice connected to it.
It's more than just having an ability to do it.
There is a cosmic connection made.
Something surrealistic...
That makes this seem simplistic.
Well it ain't!
It does what it does without restraint.
Some may complain what some say is utterly insane.
At times I feel that way myself.
Until I read something I know is deeply felt.
And there I recognize a true soul unfold.
Immediately that appeals to me!
Since I know these 'old' souls...
Are 'assigned' to this reality,
To assist those to grow.
Since many minds have been conditioned,
To follow behind what has already been defined.
And 'this' which is mine is beyond definition.
Those who know what this means...
Can tell within their hearts who plots and schemes.
It's all in the vibration coming from a divine creation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slowly restart
Distance certainly makes the heart grow fonder
But our together times confirmed our devotion
And the distance times made you ponder
Left you with heartfelt confusion.
No matter how little or how long
Your time to grow and discover
You know when you belong
You know you’ve found your true lover
Its when together you feel a connection
Its when together you feel first loved
Its when together there is equal passion
Its when together no feelings are gloved
It’s when together words fail me
Its when together I feel a pulse
Its when together I see
And nothing is false
Sometimes there’s reluctance
Unbelieving that to someone else
You have importance
Until its staring you right in the face
But you can’t see it
Only when you’re in another place
Things start to fit
How can we be scared of something we’ve always wanted?
Why do we say I don’t want to lose you?
When it feels like we bonded
Because,
When we were together we wanted a ‘forever’
When we were apart we were too scared to start
As I pick up my heavy heart
And I no longer pursue you
I slowly restart
And I hope you will too
poem by Trecie Roberts
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Eyes Open Have the Ability to See Through Concrete
Too much of it had been ignored.
And now a game played to catch up,
With reality is in full force...
By those seeking rules and regulations.
With something to limit full exposure,
That is easy to document and follow.
But truth and reality are not substitutes,
To be interchanged, exchanged or arranged by delusion.
Lies...yes!
Some perfected.
Deceit...yes!
Sometimes rejected.
But seldom suspected for what it is.
Charades and masquerades...
May be acceptable behind masks.
Truth pursued is strategic free.
And that task uncomfortable...
For the ones assigned to assist those blind!
And anyone who has been introduced to reality,
Becomes immediately aware of its focus.
Nothing about it is hidden behind veils!
Eyes open have the ability to see through concrete.
With penetrating results.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Mission...
My mission in life is greater than anyone could possibly imagine,
My soul craves the perfection of those who have walked before me.
I stand tall and proud... My confidence radiating,
Honing my intelligence, so I may become the master of my own destiny.
A thousand times I have failed to get it right even once,
I have dreamed a thousand times of this beautiful reality.
I am the commander of my own fate, the master of my soul,
The footprints of my destiny leading me onward, I am in control.
I am not a common man, I am as extraordinary as I choose to be,
However, I live my life with humility, never shall I judge you.
My eternal challenge, to seek strength and compassion from within,
I am who I must be and I shall continue to grow despite lifes abrasions.
Like a jig-saw in motion you try to solve this Cosmic enigma,
My heart beats slowly so I may savour the very essence of my existance,
Understanding and grasping certainty is the challenge I have overcome,
My life's lesson to live not through others, only then may my true colours shine.
My mission in life is greater than anyone could possibly imagine,
With my head held high and my wings splayed... I offer love...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Like a harp in heaven
So beautiful
flow of a touch
reaches deeper
then any mountain
with the highest peak
subtle and Divine
is the connection
of our souls
So beautiful
I feel your energy swimming
in me, healing me
pumping love into my veins
when I touch you
my hands, my body
my heart, my soul
my mind
as I watch from within
all melts into you
in such completeness
and becomes invisible
So beautiful
I no longer feel me
I am your energy
one blue thread
maybe gold, maybe silver
how can I explain
can I find words to do so?
no, i don't think I can
simple or complex as they may be
those letters can't be expressed
So beautiful
take the whole alphabet
and make it into heaven
describe your presence there
can you?
I am going back to say;
should I even say
mine at this point
see, it is no longer mine nor yours
it just becomes ours
in trinity
we are
So beautiful
Home where hearts
beat in the rhythm
of the moment
and the heart, only one
was given to me and you
So beautiful
I don't have one heart
I carry two
yours and mine
every beat are notes of yours
that create me in new lyrics
in new music
not the music
my ears hear
but the music
the soul plays
like a harp in heaven
poem by Kasia Fedyk
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The paradox of life
the night does not fall my dear, it is only your eyes, that close,
that what make us so busy, we always tend to make ourselves
easy, though in reality we want to go easy go lucky
full of contradiction, an irony what we feel, a great paradox of
what we want to do and just easy to let it go, when anybody who
is hungry, God immediately filled it with sweet honey and when
everybody is lazy, He punish it thoroughly
God don't want us to leave alone, so crazy to accept, yet very
holding to take, so vague, of nowhere to stand, to short to
understand, then what makes a man, to love more than what
is being done, in the creation, we are the number one
is this the faith that tells of what care God wants us to feel, is the
kingdom of God has come in the midst of everything that man
has done, so cruel, that one has to know, that He is the God,
who never complaint of everything he made, a feature that
shows, He is not you
so all seeds, must grow in the vineyards he sow, let the weed
may grow side by side with you, for days will come that, all be
harvested into one, segregated each and every one, where the
ripe may go for the grain is ready to be stored properly and
milled it as may go, tow as it flows
all men has to submit, for the kingdom is ready, and the life we
take is on the way, as the sower say the judgment is near and
salvation is clear
let my heart desire, in my soul make it true, for in my path i know
i am only planted in the paradise of heaven, i grow, in God let it
be true
poem by Antonio Liao
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Such Myths Aren't So Easy to Shatter
Foolish are those who believe they can exist,
As being just pieces of a whole...
That nourishes as they come together,
With indifferences to complain or sit.
Or deposit their selfishness...
In self righteous idol worship.
Believing in divisional circumstances...
They are not connected.
Or can live lives undetected.
And by 'what' or 'who'...
Will allow or accept this?
This Earth is just one of uncountable cells!
Dwelling within this 'mental' cosmos.
And that fact...
Seems to continue to elude those,
Believing they are exclusively God's gifts...
In this Universe!
Such myths aren't so easy to shatter!
Or sit to ponder in limited minds,
For too long.
Or too well!
Even with a progress expressed,
And professed.
They can not escape...
From the reality of their creation!
Much longer in existance.
Prior than the event...
Of their use as an experiment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because 'We Believe
The name of 'God' is ever sacred
One name, beyond compare.
The Idol and the Mentor
Deep in our minds, the name is there.
God is comfort to the lonely
When no human seems to care;
without His name all hope would fail
the world would sink beyond repair.
The word of God gives us strength
to cope each long day through
how could we doubt life's wonder
of the Rock of Ages ever true.
We read the myths and stories
we can call Him by another name.
'Nature' said a boy of nine...
There is a connection, all is divine.
Thank the Heavens for God this day
the solemn church organ still will play;
'because we believe' we will sing the hymns
until Creation fades away.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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True Love Vavroovahana Patra
True love wins at end with Divine Power;
Oath of lover and beloved translated into reality with God’s Desire.
Selfless love exists for a long period;
Lovers and beloved’s love peacefully being glad.
God is the witness of love affection;
With love’s flowers beautiful is creation.
Love’s blossoms bloom in a good society;
People of the society like with gaiety.
True love is beyond wealth;
Lovers like with mirth.
It is perennial, eternally dazzles as a star;
With profound love lovers content their desires.
Soul mingles with soul, derives peace;
Souls live with Divine Bliss.
Divine power helps each other;
With optimistic inspiration contents the desire.
True love dazzles in the pages of history;
Lovers derive peace, life is flowery.
Love does not care religion;
Beautiful is God’s creation.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Love Is Prime On Earth And In Heaven
Love rules all things though man may disagree
Love’s key opens man’s problematic locks
Love is the cause for Maker making man
Love is the reason why God takes him too!
Love is the winner clear over hatred
Love gives a deeper meaning to our lives
Love makes the brotherhood of nations true
Love goads man’s heart to seek the creator
Love is the basis for man’s existence
Love turns each home, a living paradise
Love makes a man akin to God at times
Love brings us forgiveness of God and bliss
Love turns the earthly transience worth living
Love gives an aim divine in our journey
Love helps us face our challenges in life
Love makes all human beings more humane
Love keeps the human race to grow stronger
Love moves all hearts to remorse, repentance
Love made the one God sacrifice His Son
Love is the cause of heaven’s reality
Love fills the empty heart with hope anew
Love opens new windows and vistas
Love fuses souls to Maker’s intentions
Love adds dignity to our earthly stay
Love is the most potent weapon on earth
Love is the lasting solution to peace
Love makes the earth a somewhat paradise
Love is a gift more precious than all wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Something Inside Of Me
I want to feel,
I am on a mission to forgive...
And let live as is.
I want to feel this.
Instead of visitations...
From suppressed bitterness.
I would like to forget,
I have healed and moved on...
With a peace of mind that within me sits.
I would like to recognize it,
Immediately.
But something inside of me,
Remembers the tears and the loneliness..
And I ask myself this...
'Why is my love so deeply felt,
And tested? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Rainbow connection
The Rainbow Connection helped me find my way
The Rainbow Connection is the best may I say.
The Rainbow Connection is where dreams come true.
In this connection friends are true.
The Rainbow Connection, is where Fantasy becomes reality
And reality becomes actuality
Anyone can find the rainbow connection. You just have to believe and forget what you know about reality.
poem by Shauntae Taylor
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The One For You And I
some people often wonder if they have found that
one true person that is the other part of them
the one true person that makes them complete they wonder thru their days and nights longing for the answer
the answer is right there they just don't know how to look for there answer to
have I found the other part of me
can you say with out a doubt the person you are with makes you feel whole
can you say that the other person you are with
when you are apart you feel like something of you is missing
if you can answer yes to these two simple questions
then you have found the other part of you
your soul mate
honey you are the one that makes me whole
you are the one that has defined me
you are the light within my soul
behold the stars that burn like beacons in the night
surrounds the breath of wind and fire
upon the evening of my twilight
for as I look upon the stars shall I hold you
in my heart upon the sea an endless ocean
beacons with the essence of your name
longing to be the candle I am like the wave of the endless ocean
that travels out upon the wind for I am the light of heaven
that beats within the window of my soul
you are the one that makes me whole
you are the one that has defined me
you are the light within my soul
honey you are my world, my love, my heart and my soul.
you live in my dreams for now I see you when I sleep
I see your face in my dreams and I speak your name.
my heart beats faster and a smile sweeps across my face
like sand blowing across the desert in a windstorm.
I call your name and I sleep only to hear you answer me.
I feel your breath on my neck and in my ear,
it drives me insane I just want to be with you someday as close as skin
and its as real as the real thing...someday
I plan on making the dream a reality but for now I continue to sleep....
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Imagine
Imagine it's me, the hands caressing you,
No longer yours, but mine stirring your soul.
Close your eyes and make believe our bodies are one,
A sublime union of flesh and emotion.
Lips colide, hot breaths mingle, hearts beat faster.
No stopping now, every nerve ending sings.
A slow and steady climb, exquisite limits yielding.
As you approach ecstatic release, imagine me.
Imagine me within you, no longer a far-off image.
No longer an unseen face or a distant apparition.
Imagine it's me that you feel...
And i will imagine you...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Sometimes
Sometimes..
I wish I would have met you in a different time, a different place
Sometimes..
I wish you really knew how I felt
Sometimes..
I wish you could just read my mind
Sometimes..
I wish things were different
Sometimes..
I wish I had told you how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish I had let you in
Sometimes..
I wish you could feel how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish you had tried harder
Sometimes..
I wish you wouldn't have given up
Sometimes..
I wish you would just be straight with me
Sometimes..
I wish we had a different method of communication
Sometimes..
I misunderstand what you are trying to say
Sometimes..
I over react
Sometimes..
I am so utterly confused
Sometimes..
I'm so frustrated with you
Sometimes
I wish you didn't mean as much to me as you do
Sometimes
I wonder what my life would be like
If I had never met you..
Because
Difficult as it is my friend,
I hope we can remain
Good friends
Sometimes
I wonder if it means as much to you
Sometimes
I push you away
Sometimes
I wish we could just fight
Sometimes
I wonder what making up would be like with you
Sometimes
Your methods of communication or the lack there of
Leave me alone with my thoughts
And, that's just not good
Sometimes
Sometimes
I'm amazed by you
Sometimes
I'm glad it's you
Sometimes
A lot of the time
I can't help myself
I think of you
Sometimes
I write poems, like this
Sometimes
I think you know
Sometimes
I wish..
It's just
Sometimes
Many times
I wish you wouldn't hold your self back
Many times
I wish you would say...something
Many times
I wish I could go back in time
Many times
I wish I would have said yes for all the times I said I couldn't
Many times
I wish you would just make me
Tell you
What you already know
Some times I wish you knew
How many times a day
I think of you.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Bonded Souls
Although you shall never feel it, there is a soft touch
And tender kiss I give to you freely,
They shall linger longer than these bodies we posess,
After we are dust and gone from this life,
Their echoes whispering to you in your next.
In our journey through eternity we are bonded souls.
Our very beings shall cry out to one another,
Though the hands of time shall see us to our final rest,
That is not an ending for us, as a babe we are born,
With wisdom we die, if we listen within the dark of night,
Our souls can hear the echos of their past.
Two hearts entwined, two souls shared,
We are bonded souls, we are friends,
We are love to the other, a gift like no other...
Souls of age and youth we are,
Youth that requires flesh to comprehend,
And age that we know it must be,
We cannot halt our return to this mortal coil.
To learn and to love, that's what it's all for,
Flesh and bone are but the tools of a soul,
Throughout eternity we shall dance,
Forever and a day upon our stage of memories,
For we are bonded souls...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Winds Eclectic
You do not understand where I am coming from?
Do I look stunned?
I am on the wings of reality.
It is a ride I have taken frequently.
And I am not surprised,
By your lack of comprehension.
Or that remoted look that appears in your eyes.
Nor am I in explanation mode!
To behold a stagnation you embrace.
To bestow upon those in hunger.
I have no need for that to be fed!
I feel winds eclectic on me.
Breezes from many directions.
In an isolated bliss that has come to assist,
In resisting conflicts...
Or temporary visits to twist me away from it!
Too many times did I find that willing to stifle!
The chaos.
The madness.
The accepted sadness hustled...
To muscle displays of fading bling.
For wounding songs to sing out of tune!
My vision is no longer clouded,
By those acts of self defeat to treat.
I am on the wings of reality.
Crab barrel free.
Although I can be seen in perfect view.
And I love that connection.
To be in and out of touch at will!
Without need to glisten a false sparkle.
To sit encrusted with overlayed embitterness.
I am on the wings of reality.
What I see so clear...
Has removed me from clouds,
That can mirage purpose with teased temptations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art In Mind Space Given
we share a passion
art is the meeting of minds
art transcends lives
art is breath of our being
art is still depths of our souls
art is fibre of our hearts
art is the music of our minds
art is faith foundation of fortitude
art is regeneration of life pulses
art is quickening of humanity
art is rainbow spun all life webs
art is smile of cosmic creation
Dedicated to Miss Melody China.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Overwhelmingly Magnetic
So busy they are today,
With their self importance.
Those feeding off of acquired popularity.
And believing themselves,
Overwhelmingly magnetic to others.
As they see themselves to be.
They can not see themselves,
From a superficial point of view.
They believe themselves to be the center of things.
Since some folks have them believing that is true.
A connection that has existed for some time to the world,
Appears to be comfortably attached...
Without an outward showing,
Of an entrapped affectation.
That connection to reality is obvious to those,
Who are aware of what reality means.
And for many this has been their lives as known.
A desire to have a popularity.
To be seen and showing what it is they do and 'own'.
And feeling alone and hollow,
If egos they displayed were not publicly overblown.
And fed wherever they are bled to produce,
Evidence of their significance to induce a following.
'Are you jealous? '
Of what?
I have been comfortable in my own skin,
'Most' of my life!
I am in no need to solicit popularity.
My radiance comes naturally.
'Oh.
How blind of me not to see it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Insane
Somebody told me it was over
Nobody told me where it began
No one believes in you
I understand
Like a blind man
Whos lost his way
No one hears a word
Of what you say
I forgive you
Would you do the same
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
I dont know where youve been looking
I think its only in your mind
Its tied so tight inside of you
All the thoughts unkind
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
I would believe you
If only youd be true
Im getting older
And I cant escape time
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same or me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
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