What I Love Most About The Truth
What I love most about the truth,
Is the way it treats deceivers.
And how it exposes those who lie.
As if to do it with a clinical blatantness.
With no regard for those,
Making excuses with trite apologies.
I can see why so many are afraid of it.
It doesn't tease like evil does.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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May Initially Hurt From The Dirt Dispersed
Once a mistreatment
Of trust has been discovered done
That's it!
All the drama in the world displayed
Is not going to restore one's faith
In that which has been mentally used to abuse
Apologies given with the asking of forgiveness
Is something one wishes when caught
That's it!
And that's all that that is
Like a roach stunned when caught
By the instant glaring of unexpected light
Apologies snapped together quickly
Rarely can be associated with sincerity
Apologies snapped together quickly
Is a quick way to remove one's burden
From a feeling of guilt
What else can it be?
An invitation to have icecream and cookies?
This is doubtful
Suspicious feelings felt
Don't overnight fade away
In fact
One's decision to sever all ties
From someone like this that lies
May initially hurt from the dirt dispersed
But, The benefit of having peace of mind
Is worth any looks from deceivers
One's willingness to be empathetic may get
And the getting rid of headaches
The moment they appear
Is therapeutic
There is nothing like submitting totally to truth
With the letting of the rest of that nonsense go
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Accept Apologies
Have I done many things,
That were 'blindly' experimenttal?
Well...
I was not completely blind.
And yes,
I confess to being adventurous.
Do I have regrets,
For doing those things...
That were less socially accepted?
Gee...
You have no idea how I wish,
These questions you ask...
Were from a multiple choice test.
But...
I was born with a creative nature.
And I've done my best to express those interests.
So...
Even though some folks may have been upset,
I have no regrets.
Hopefully a time will come,
When more will welcome that choice to live.
And people will remove their noses,
From cracks and crevices on other folks exposed.
I keep my fingers crossed on that!
'You are direct and bold,
Aren't you? '
What did you expect?
Apologies made with excuses?
'Well...
Yes.
I guess.'
I accept apologies!
But...
Excuses I don't make.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Afraid
So afraid to say
I love you.
So afraid to say
I do.
So afraid to say
all the things that matter.
So afraid to let
the emotions go,
you want to and need to,
but something keeps holding you back.
You are so afraid to say
the things you really want to say.
Therefore, you make excuses
to say them another day.
5 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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When Apologies Mean Nothing
When apologies mean nothing,
when sorry is just a word...
You don't have to say it anymore
when it is not going to change
The way you look at me;
How different you are today
and that part of you I loved -
now slowly, dying away.
What are those three words
when expressed with guilty eyes
When it is common knowledge
That repentance is just a farce
if one refuses to change
And here you are, still afraid of me...
Afraid, for you know too well
you could not accept and love me back
And would only push me away
no matter how much love I give
Because even if I try my best
I will never be good enough.
When apologies mean nothing
when sorry is just a word...
You don't have to say it anymore
when nothing is going to change...
And I have forgiven you anyway;
Because this is how much I loved you,
and this is what love is all about.
Wilson Khor W.H. @ Seymour Nightweaver
poem by Wilson Khor Woo Han
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Evil,
Evil,
Evil that is within man is fading,
Christ is coming,
That yuo’re Sword may make us weep for truth,
Gnashing of teeth,
Crying that most of them are mischievous,
That the calling,
Call on me that I may conquer from all evil,
I can perceive that you are good over evil,
Call on me that I may see that crown of the making,
The Lord will come with the Qiyama,
That the wicked will fail by his lies,
I think and act on the right motivation,
I can see that the Sword is all coming with the making,
That the Truth of Christ will live now and for Eternity.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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My Not So Sorrys...
I'm sorry for calling you at towo in the morning,
I'm sorry for bothering you with my problems,
I'm sorry for telling you how much i hate people,
I'm sorry for hayeing yourgirlfreind,
I'm sorry for yelling at you,
I'm sorry for pulling your hair,
I'm sorry for laughing at you,
I'm sorry for never paying attention,
I''m sorry for skrewing you over,
I'm sorry for not ariving on time,
I'm sorry for making excuses not to talk to you,
I'm sorry for not answering your calls,
As things keep coming to mind...
Here are the five things im really sorry for,
I'm really sorry for stairing,
I'm really sorry for caring,
I'm really sorry for crying,
I'm really sorry for telling you i like you,
And I'm really sorry for making you read this,
But the truth is...I'll never be sorry
I call you at two in the morning becaus your the only one on my mind,
I bother you with my problems because your the only one who listens,
I tell you who I hate because yoy tell me to love,
I hate your girlfreind because she has what i want,
I yell at you because your not mine,
I pull your hair because you make me mad,
I laugh at you because you always say the wrong thing,
I never pay atention because I'm constantly distracted by your eyes,
I skrew you over because I'm afraid of being with you,
I'm never on time because I always have to be pushed,
I make up excuses because I'm afraid of what you'll say,
I dont answer your calls because i know I'll start to cry,
This things came to mind and when i said...
'Was really sorry'...
I really meant...
'Tell me you don't mind that i do this things because...'
I stair at you because your what i see in my dreams,
I care for you because thats all you let me do,
I cry because I'll never be with you,
I told you I liked you bec ause I couldn'n hide it anymore,
And i made you read this so you can fogive me and i can forget you...
Your in my sight...
Your in my evry thought...
Your in my soul, and
Your in my heart...
Now all i need you to be is gone
Because you weren't mine,
Your not mine,
And you'll never be mine,
'I'm just a fool that has finally fallen in love...'
And can finaly say...
'I LOVE YOU SO GOOD BYE...'
poem by Flor Felix
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A Dark Path
When raindrops hit the grey floor,
we all mythyfied the truth for a purpose that really go,
but the beginning is a contradictory lie to the end.
in the contest, a girl looked me straight in the eyes,
everytime i go there she doesn't even blink,
speak no evil paper clipped her mouth
so she doesn't even smile!
i made time to giggle at her shadow,
but the shadow stood still,
'till inner voices vociferated within me!
'when embattled with evil you fought it by another evil'
i answered'that's because good wouldn't match'
so how can i not speak evil?
poem by Mpho Leteng
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Regardless
It doesn't matter...
How you regard me.
Where you regard me
If you regard me.
Or why or even when,
I am regarded by you at all.
If neither one of us are sharing...
To acknowledge it!
Whenever I am home,
And feeling alone.
That is done...
When and if those moments arrive,
Regardless!
And...
Until those moods decided to leave...
There I am,
In total disregard.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Too Late To Appease With Trite Apologies
Let me bring you up to date,
And clarify that notion...
What you 'assume' for you,
Is not too late to do.
To believe someone stands by and waits,
For you to comprehend...
What should have been comprehended,
During times that have come to an end...
Way back when...and 'then'?
It is too late to announce your understanding.
For an effect you expect to get.
To cleanse a slate.
Feelings you purposely hurt have healed.
And reminiscing a pain no one finds ideal.
Your appearance someone might appreciate.
But your conversation with excuses made...
Has long been outdated.
And it is too late to appease with trite apologies.
Your enlightenment that has awakened you,
To the feelings of others you had abused...
Is good for 'your' experience to process and digest.
But that painful healing that took place,
With a patience someone left alone to manifest...
Without your heartfelt confession to put at rest,
Has occurred with the grace only received from God.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth Behind Her Smile
Just see how she makes them love her
Twisting the world around her finger
Sensing weakness in a stranger
With one kiss shell re-arrange ya
But I know the truth behind her smile
Keep me warm tonight, never satisfy
If you meet again she may pass you by
No apologies, never compromise
Its the truth behind her smile
Just see how she makes them want her
Oh, if I could be her for one day
Sensing weakness in a stranger
See them run, no sense of danger
But I know the truth behind her smile
Keep me warm tonight, never satisfy
If you meet again she may pass you by
No apologies, never compromise
Its the truth behind her smile
Shell let you down
Keep me warm tonight, never satisfy
If you meet again she may pass you by
No apologies, never compromise
Its the truth behind her...
Truth behind her smile
song performed by by Culture Club
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People Forget
Going out of one's way,
To discredit the deeds done by others...
To portray them with betrayals,
Mocked and displayed to jest...
Has these disadvantages:
God is always listening.
God is a Master at fixing things.
And God is quick to share,
With those who faithfully pray.
Removing deceivers and exposes truth...
For all to see,
Those who have created such falsities.
And eventually there is an exchanging of pain.
People forget,
Whose World this is.
People forget,
What they do is inspected.
And not just left,
To go undetected.
People forget,
Everything done they do is known.
People forget,
What goes down...
Comes back around like a yo-yo,
Going up and down affixed to a string.
People forget,
These things.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVI: Fear
I don’t afraid of being old, I’m only afraid of being weak
I don’t afraid of being ugly, I’m only afraid of being useless
I don’t afraid of being nameless, I’m only afraid of being not loved
I don’t afraid of being lost, I’m only afraid of being blind
I don’t afraid of being dumb, I’m only afraid of being hopeless
I don’t afraid of being poor, I’m only afraid of being ungrateful
I don’t afraid of being loser, I’m only afraid of being coward
I don’t afraid of being bound, I’m only afraid of being fake
I don’t afraid of being wrong, I’m only afraid of being oblivious
I don’t afraid of being suffered, I’m only afraid of being surrender
I don’t afraid of being alone, I’m only afraid of being bored
I don't afraid of being loss, I'm only afraid of being lied
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Power and The Use Of It
Few come to know truth.
The power and the use of it.
With a significance that overrides...
Liars and their alibis.
And what hides behind their eyes...
What is there to be seen and/or isn't.
And that's why many folks foolishly lie!
Those that do not know,
Truth exposes...
The youngest and the oldest.
There is no discrimination.
Or affordable subdivisions.
Few come to know truth,
For what it is.
So many don't know,
What telling the truth gives.
But those who do know what truth is,
Live it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXIII: Complimentary
Some regard it as an honor
Some regard it as a burden
Some regard it as a formality
Some regard it as a flattery
Some regard it as an improver
Some regard it as an insult
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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MY HEART! (Angust 26 2010)
My heart doesn't lie, it always tells the truth.
My heart hurts from everyone i trust breaking it and causing it pain.
My heart loves the one who you hate.
My heart hates the one who you love.
My heart want to trust everyone but doesn't know how, and afraid what might become of it.
My heart doesn't lie
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I am afraid the Spanish American has not always a very strict regard for truth.
quote by Edward Burnett Tylor
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An Acceptable Way Of Life
Even though there are thieves and deceivers,
And everything imagined corruptable and crooked...
In these days now lived and...worshipped!
To be exposed as they are amongst us.
It is in the pomp and circumstance of the doing,
That treats those delighted...
Who have found they have become addicted.
To allow a wickedness to thrive.
And those opposed against what is now valued,
Are regarded as traitors to an acceptable way of life.
Becoming the ones now accused,
To making drastic changes,
With a restoring of those lost values.
Attempts to correct those wrongs have been protested.
Exposing them for what they are has people outraged
How can anyone eliminated those wrongs uplifted.
To make again those things remembered,
That once had been great and lived as right.
'We will fight to protect our interests that are valued.
We will fight to spread the decadence,
We so love and praise.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Doesn't Ask Why
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Don't ask me if this feeling's right or wrong
It doesn't have to make much sense
It just has to be this strong
'Cause when you're in my arms I understand
We don't try to have a voice
When our hearts make the choices
There's no plan
It's in our hands
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Now I can feel what you're afraid to say
If you give your soul to me
Will you give too much away
We can't let this moment pass us by
Can't question this chance
Or expect any answers
We can try
But love doesn't ask you why
[Instrumental]
So let's take what we found
And wrap it around us
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Love doesn't ask why
song performed by by Celine Dion from The Colour Of My Love
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See It to Leave It and Go
Evil felt and identified,
Is a blessing dispensed...
For those who recognize this,
To have nothing to do with it.
Evil chips away,
At one's common sense.
And wherever evil exists,
Do not accept or find this as common.
That is what those evil,
Choose to transmit and leave.
There is nothing pleasing about evil.
Nor should it be allowed to upset or tease.
See it to leave it and go!
With faith and prayer...
No one should reap,
What evil sows.
See it,
To leave.
Do not be teased by it.
And go!
See it to leave it and go.
That's it.
See it to leave it,
And go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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