With Opportunities Given
Some have found it comforting,
To sit and mourn the passing of time.
With wishes to have lived their lives,
More effectively.
After realizing time from them flys by.
And those making contributions,
Are doing their best to express gratefulness.
Knowing each day that comes to them is a blessing.
With opportunities given,
To do something other than to sit wishing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Who and Why
To those who value it...
Life becomes more precious,
When the thought of death and its permanence...
Comes to be not so distant,
In the reality of one who reflects on the years lived.
Fragile is this gift that has been given.
And those who believe,
They can do as they please at a time when they choose...
Often find themselves wishing they did not refuse,
To take that time when it came...
For themselves and no one else.
Realizing who they did that for...
Has either ignored them,
Or pushed them aside.
To show no appreciation.
As they live their own lives!
It is best to prioritize what one does...
For who and why!
Before they see their lives,
Like flashing snapshots.
Passing fast through what seems an hour glass.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Birthday Wishes
Don't need candles twinkling in the dark
To see the wishful sparkle in your eyes,
I can feel the magic rainbows in your heart
The innocence that seems so wise,
I hope you'll never change the inner you,
You're really perfect just the way you are
The universe surrounds you with many opportunities
Look up and wish upon your star.
And while you're making wishes,
I love to give my heart to you,
It's a true music and love
And happiness and everything divine
And forever more fantasies galore
May it last throughout all time,
Remember sad days in years ahead,
To use your dream to reach that wishing star.
Those of us around you, surround you with loving kindness,
I love you for all you are
And you're making wishes,
Wishing you Happy return of your birthday.
Here's just one or two
May each passing year to filled with love and happiness
May your dream come true,
Any May you achieve and acquire all that you desire.
Wishing You ' Happy Birthday'
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Bemoaning The Passing Of Time
The only thing luck does not provide,
Is a discipline to one who sits wishing...
For a stroke of 'luck' to get them motivated,
To begin working towards realizing their dreams.
And those who sacrifice time, effort and their lives...
Are not the ones found bemoaning the passing of time,
Sitting on their butts hoping luck to them comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Old Wishing Well
Oh wishing well, oh wishing
Well
Will you answer me truly
If I dropp a quarter down large
Mouth
Will you answer me truly
Oh wishing well, oh wishing
Well
I want to know if my future
Look grim
Or that of a happy life ending
Will I travel the open seas
To all the exotic islands
Will I travel the world making
My imprint on life
Will I find love in mall
Or maybe my travel afar
Here I go oh wishing well
I'm eager to know my fate
Time for my wish oh wishing
Well
So
I dropped a quarter into the wishing
Well
So excited was I
It began tumble and twirl
I can see my reflection all so well
Down
This black hole that is turning
The wishing well “said to me”
Your life will be long maybe
Prosperous
You're travel the world end to
End..
Will I find my true love that
Wait's?
Well the wishing well tumble for a
Second
'And said to me'
Just dropp me a silver dollar
Than I can tell all that you
Seek..
So I ran into my house and
Went into my big jar and found
Me silver dollar
I ran back to the wishing well and
Drop that silver dollar
That old wishing well just said to me
“Thank you kindly'
But
Next time don’t believe an old
Wishing well like me
For I have grown old and ran out
Of wishes..
And wishes don't always come true..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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That Need For Words Like These
This time unlike those we have passed...
Like the blooming of fresh scented Spring flowers.
I will stop to express my gratitude to you.
This time,
As time speeds with such a lightening burst...
I will not question or rehearse my comments,
Or response.
In a hesitated wait.
To click on to light the room,
From a dusted ceiling sconce.
I wish to see your smile sparkle.
Those 'opportunities' must now be taken.
No hour is promised for anyone to fake!
Or hesitate until it is too late.
To say an appreciation for those moments...
Shared.
As we both experience this blessing,
We call life.
And lived as we know it 'now'...
Dared. It seems!
This time unlike those we have passed,
Flying by so fast.
Is that time we have...
Today right now as it is grasped.
Unlike dreams that go for some untouched.
To say what is in our hearts to be spoken.
Before it too slips from our reach...
With that need for words like these,
To be expressed and heard.
Without desparing from those wishes,
We had said them often.
But never too much!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Workin' Man (Nowhere To Go)
Wishing well, wish me well
on a dream bought with a penny
wishing well, time will tell
I can see that there are so many
lonely faces stare from your pool
and I can\'t bear to see a fool tonight
so make it right wishing well
wishing well, could you tell, as I stood beside her
did you know she would go
then why did you hide it
if you knew then I\'d be without her now
you could have let me know somehow
can\'t wish and tell, wishing well
wishing well, cast a spell, send her love\'s sweet emotion
do your part, touch her heart with truest devotion
If there\'s a chance, I won\'t believe we\'re thru
show me wishes still come true
it\'s up to you, wishing well
Show me wishes still come true,
It\'s up to you, wishing well
its up to you, wishing well
it\'s up to you, wishing well
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Wishing Well
Wishing well, wish me well
On a dream bought with a penny
Wishing well, time will tell
I can see that there are so many
Lonely faces stare from your pool
And I cant bear to see a fool tonight
So make it right wishing well
Wishing well, could you tell, as I stood beside her
Did you know she would go
Then why did you hide it
If you knew then Id be without her now
You could have let me know somehow
Cant wish and tell, wishing well
Wishing well, cast a spell, send her loves sweet emotion
Do your part, touch her heart with truest devotion
If theres a chance, I wont believe were thru
Show me wishes still come true
Its up to you, wishing well
Show me wishes still come true,
Its up to you, wishing well
Its up to you, wishing well
Its up to you, wishing well
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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More of the Same
More of the same,
Is comforting to some.
Even though less of it is realized.
Memories of lives lived...
Have many wishing to revisit.
And each hour of today that passes...
Becomes a waste.
For those who accept and take,
A replacing of a happiness that can happen...
For an exchange of aches and heartbreaks.
Associated with age.
And what these moments passing lack.
As many now find themselves,
In times unattractive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time!
Time!
Some believe there's more for them to find.
And they become upset,
When time flys by.
And they know they have tried to begin,
All over again.
But time!
There's not much of it to unwind.
From worried minds.
And...
Those who fear to risk,
A doing what it is...
They'd love to do much better than cry,
As time goes by.
Why do people sit as time flys away?
What does one expect,
While getting upset...
As precious time from them has left,
To regret it.
Why do people sit as time flys away?
As a precious time from them has left...
To regret it.
Time!
Some believe there's more for them to find.
And...
They become upset,
When time flys by.
And they know they have tried to begin...
All over again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Comforting To Know
(Carly Simon)
When the heart of the hundred acre wood is beating
And time is passing through
There's a shadow looking like a rainbows halo
And there I'm resembling you
More than fame
A name on a tree
More than power or might
Sweeter than the treats of a honey bee
I'll be here through the night
It's comforting to know
It's comforting to know
Silent as the moon at dawn
Soothing as a bed filled with hay
Strong as a hero in the land of old
I'll be here through the day
It's comforting to know
It's comforting to know
Greyer than gloom on a rainy afternoon
Sadder than being sorry for me
Finer than finding my tail again
I'll be here for all of thee
It's comforting to know
It's comforting to know
You only get a few good friends in this life
Who are devoted and true
And right here in this now and near
It's clear that it's all of you
I'll find you when you're hard to see
I'll look for you everywhere
You'll know just how I'm feeling when
I show you that I care
It's comforting to know
It's so comforting to know
song performed by by Carly Simon
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This' Is a Love
How can you teach someone,
Who you are?
How God has selected you to be?
How is that taught?
How can a life lived be explained?
As if that life...
Is from a lectern to lectured.
And regurgitated from notes.
As if life itself is rote!
Some knew who they were,
With positive identities.
Knowing from birth exactly who...
And what they wanted to be.
Studying is great to hone a skill!
And if that skill is loved?
Then that's a blessing from above!
Just like a marriage.
And I, speaking from my point of view...
Will never be unfaithful,
To what some think I like!
This is not a preference!
'This' is a love!
And there is nothing coming between us!
It is unconditional.
And no better love could I have!
Than to write feeling blessed...
With a gratefulness I can not express!
'This'...
Is a love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Wishes And Wants
As radiant and witnessed,
Is the living of life given...
Many are not perceiving this gift,
Their special blessing to awake each day...
With a gratefulness at dawn.
To appreciate the experience.
And all that is connected going on.
And as radiant as each life is,
There are those on missions...
To diminish this brightness!
With wishes and wants,
To increase their selfish feeding.
'Get up and pray,
Each day!
Get up to pray...
Each day,
That is lived.
Get up and pray.
Get up..
And pray,
Each day...
That is lived.
Get up and pray!
Get up...
And pray! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In that I found being able to talk to my family about my feelings, praying for strength and realizing that our lives have a deep purpose and the journey of our lives is to find out what that is and express it, was the only way I could have gotten through it.
quote by Marlo Thomas
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Longings
How many dreams really come true?
Not too many I'm sure.
You can probably count them on one hand
and not one finger more.
Seems like the ones you wish for so hard
are never in your sight.
You can wish in the morning and in the noon
and while in bed at night.
And you wake up knowing they can't occur
and that they're all in vain.
You think you'd wise up from all of this
but still the wishes remain.
It's time to stop wishing the impossible.
It's time to face the fact.
If you need someone else to fulfill your wishes
you're on the wrong track.
You need to stop hoping for the impossible
and get on with what you've got.
Shut the lights on those wishes
and let your stomach unknot.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dangerous Pastime
Is it a blessing,
To have nine lives?
Is it a blessing,
To Know no lies?
Is it a blessing,
To seek the Truth?
Is it a blessing,
To lose one's youth?
Is it a blessing,
To think these thoughts,
As Death takes sips,
From our life draughts?
Is it a blessing,
To hold her hand,
As it slowly fades,
And turns to sand?
Is it a blessing,
To die with her,
Or live on still,
A lonely cur?
And do my thoughts,
Yet waste my time?
And do your thoughts,
Still coincide?
And shall we walk,
And wish to fly,
And ask the skies,
For just more time?
Shall we yet wait
Your hand in mine?
And listen still
For a reply?
Or shall we live,
Woman and man,
And spend our time,
The best we can?
Curiosity killed the cat,
But the cat has nine lives.
Eight left,
what's next,
A dangerous pet
And a dangerous pastime!
poem by William Blake Beckett
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Old Man Time
The first shades appear noticed
Obvious as the sun and the moon
High above the grounds of the earth
Nature taking effect at its worst
Alas once upon a time twas a blessing
I know it will never be the same
For now I am a changed man
Realizing wasted opportunities
Bereft of the youth stolen away
As predicted by old man time
Feeling everything slowly slip away
thinking of memories that never was
for all those that are remaining
eventually they will be lost forever
lost like the ballad of old bards
poem by Sakib Choudhury
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Time Is a Time Going
Time is a time going
On to the steps all around
From the departure flowing
And needs again to be found
Signs are the pathways tomorrow
Making the destinies road
Feelings of yesterday borrow
And taking of their many load
When time is a time going
Time is a time showing
That has been done before
Nothing to no one owning
Making its settle to score
Rise to times and their sign
Everything comes to unwind
When stumbling upon to align
Which has been before assigned?
When time is a time showing
Time is a time knowing
All that’s been done before?
Fast forward speed or slowing
With nothing to know anymore
The Situations matching all up
Finding a way to survive
Holding its own not at all to stop
That’s what makes it alive
When times are times knowing
Time is a time staying
With its perspective content
On to each stage playing
Onto their purpose and advent
Nothing to take for sure
For so much is far behind
When corners come to allure
To those illusions that are blind
When time is a time staying
Time is a time tomorrow
When much has turned around
And we of those steps borrow
When none's there to be found
Halfway and through the hide
Everything is crocked not straight
Compromised intention inside
To have it all again deactivate
For time is a time tomorrow
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Those Who Would Love Nothing More
No one should be shocked or surprised,
By the overhearing of those wishing...
For the defeat of someone else.
There are those who would love nothing more,
Than to see others fail and then to ignore.
With a doing of this as if their own lives aren't effected.
Or directly affected by witnessing their own wishes.
And without realizing their own indoctrinations,
Inflicted with conditions...
Allow their own failures to be accepted to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Our Lives
If we all just sat and wished,
For everything we believed missed
In our lives.
Much of our lives would be dismissed.
Without realizing...
So much of the experience of it,
Has been spent wishing.
With little of it adventured.
And hoping for more time,
To waste in waiting.
As a hesitation in procrastination,
Is granted a freedom we allow and protect...
With the very best of our excuses.
In our lives...
We thrive on comparisons to survive.
To be munched,
Like a bunch of clustered nuts!
Dipped.
And surrounded by delicious chocolate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost in time
I came to time
And found it
A faithful host
Of an imperial breed
Immortal, immutable
Time lived;
Time is to live
Like a passer - by
I board into time
And as such
I depart
I came to time
And found it
Mystic, void;
A fragile weapon
Travelling as light
I heave into time
But not without a strife
Buying up every moment
In time to live
I lived in time; and
Was lost in it
Everyday like a race
I lived
I came to time
And found it not
My faithful host
Ran into a halt, and
My portion;
It will no longer hold
I called,
Yet it tarried
Alas!
Man exited time,
And unto no form
He returned.
Once again;
Man failed to redeem time!
poem by Bolami lawal
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