Leveling Fields....
we just have to accept the fact
that ultimately we get what we do not really want
or need
and when we have it
we retreat into denial or regret
even blaming the circumstance
other people's fault
this matter stays and won't leave
confronting us that we so rightly deserve this and
that we must accept
it will take time
as time is patient and kind and
always giving as a elbow room for understanding
we have been selfish and will always be
it is our nature
comes the time for reason
and we shall embrace the numbers and arrive at the propriety of
the equation
we have this because we made it
it is there because we so deserve it
life levels up with us
until death.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fact Is, In The World Of Lies, Life Is Fair
accept the fact that sometimes we say things
that we do not mean, that sometimes we burst in anger
and we hurt and then we apologize that we do not really mean to hurt
sometimes we show feelings too that we do not really want to express.
sometime we say 'i love you' and yet we are just compelled to do so
someone is dying and he needs you badly at the end of her day.
sometimes, accept the fact, that time strains us and we become
the liars, the hypocrites, the fraud, and the swindler.
and most of all, we keep it for a time, making some stares straight in the eye.
accept this fact, we are humans and in some harsh times
we decide, to survive, at all costs, no matter what.
now, we shall talk, and you shall listen and i shall write about the truth
of this fact. we are us conjoined twins in the art of deception.
lie to me as i lie to you and then we accept this fact: life is fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Paying The Price
If for no other reason they exist,
Those who have chosen to self destruct...
Have done this very effectively.
This is not a negative wish.
This is an observation of it.
And they seem to be the ones,
Who approach life from a superficial point of view.
With no depth, no insight, no ambition.
And certainly no respect or discipline shown,
To themselves or others...
They accuse for their lives of 'bad luck'.
Quick to critique the deeds of others.
With expectations to be served.
Since living to take without giving...
And use what and whoever it is,
Without replacing that with acts of gratitude...
Will not from them rise high on their agenda.
Although blaming with a fault to find is what they do.
And abuse themselves and whom they choose,
If not getting on demand what they wish...
Is not on someone else's list to prioritize,
They will promptly deceive with a getting of it.
No matter how blind the eyes in denial.
Or the expense others pay,
To refuse to accept truth.
And usually,
As time goes by...
And today time flies.
They are not alone or by themselves,
When it comes to paying the price.
They are we and we are them and all of us,
Are in this 'thing' together.
And not one of us is a Walrus.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In An Appreciative Mood
Do not...
Waste your time,
With anyone
Who is going to do,
What they choose and when.
No matter what has been said to them!
Spending time to offer sound advice,
Or constructive criticsm...
Delivered with a bit of sugar and spice.
Trying to make what is given,
As comfortable and nice as possible.
Some may not accept it for what it is!
Beginning a dance of denial.
Coming with a dripping of tears.
And perhaps accompanied with a verbal attack!
Do not react.
An exposed personality,
Refuses to accept facts!
Do not...
Waste your time,
With anyone
Who is going to do,
What they choose and when.
No matter what has been said to them!
Be on your way.
And let them have theirs.
People are not responsive today.
To be grateful to another...
Who may go out of their way,
To show how much they care!
It's best to leave these folks in a pool of grief...
To offer an understanding,
That ends up going no where!
Do not waste your time.
Unless you have a desire,
To have yours devalued!
Some folks will never be in an appreciative mood!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anniversary 2
Understanding comes in waves and whether waves come
too breathlessly fast or dawdle conscionably
out of the future or the past,
it doesn't matter, everything adding up and cancelling out.
From the golden fields of youth and Need
through the inexplicable let-downs of passing time,
evolve differently, often,
than the ways we expect them to.
Purity is all.
Mother, beauty
worthy to be sculpted by Pisano,
you thought you had a hotline to God;
in fact, you did,
via the cable of infinite trust.
Many imagine righteousness a bulwark against evil.
It isn't always. Still others say you get what you deserve.
Deserve? Ditch that awful habit
of saying what others deserve:
desert the moity of a harsher ethic
incomprehensible to the catholic mind.
In the end, who doesn't deserve salvation?
Faust, stepped out of glibness, held his tongue.
Nobody knows anything-you're a fool if you say you do.
There's remedy and reason for each transgression.
Mother, you did not deserve this.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Selfish
I am selfish
You are selfish
He is selfish
She is selfish
We all are selfish
To a lesser or a
Greater degree...
Let's not
Stay in denial.
Let's accept
Our selfishness
So that if people
Are selfish to us,
It hurts us less.
(Poem themed on Acceptance)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Waste My Time
[Verse 1]
I gave you all my love
It was never enough
You took for granted
That I cared so very much
I made your house a home
Please tell me why you did me wrong
[Hook]
Why do I waste my time on you
Giving you loving that you don't deserve
And if I had the chance to think it through
I probably wouldn't waste my time on you
[Hook (Repeat)]
[Verse 2]
I let you be a man
And still wanna front
I even cleaned your ash tray
When you rolled them up
But now you think
Somebody's love is as good as mine
I can't think of no reason
But boy you must be blind
[Hook]
Why do I waste my time on you
Giving you love that you don't deserve
And if I had the chance to think it through
I probably wouldn't waste my time on you
[Hook (Repeat)]
[Bridge]
Now I see the light
It shines so bright
'Cause I know I'll find a man
Who will treat me right
song performed by by Blu Cantrell from So Blu
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Deserve
They got money, they got sun
They look like theyre havin fun
Dont it seem its so unfair
They know something you dont know
Theyve got a better place to go
Theyre thin and rich and they dont care
We get the dreams that we deserve
The magazines that we deserve
Page one and three that we deserve
The joy and the pain that we deserve
The sun and the rain that we deserve
The material gain that we deserve
We get what we deserve
They got tension, they got stress
They got their lives in the press
The whole world stares as they undress
Sold their friends to get ahead
They do therapy instead
Theyve got demons in their bed
We get the toys that we deserve
The quiet and the noise that we deserve
The girls and the boys that we deserve
We get what we want if we really want it
We get what we want if were really honest
You know what you are
You know what you want
You know what you deserve
We get the seas that we deserve
The flowers and the trees that we deserve
The spores on the breeze that we deserve
We get what we want if we really want it
We get what we want if were really honest
You know what you are
You know what you want
You know what you deserve
You deserve
We get what we deserve
We deserve
song performed by by Marillion
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Write Your Word And Whirl And Whorl
now is the right time
to write your word and whirl and whorl
are you sad? tell me you're not
are you happy? think about it
when someone leaves you
you find it hard to accept and you fetter yourself
with avoidance and denial and anger
now write what you feel on a clean slate
of your new beginning
it is not that you need a drink or a potion
of instant forgetting
there is no such thing honey
there is only that gentle acceptance of the fact
that people do not stay beside us forever
that goodbyes are necessities of life
that deaths are tests that arrivals are just palliatives
that after all, life is here with its sister death
that nature is doublefaced
with nights and days
with stupor and fervor
learn the ways of humanity
for after all that the kind of stuff that we are made of,
bluntness that injures, sharpness that kills,
gentleness that cures, love that heals,
and death that ends and redemption that promises
eternity that hopes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Times We Now Live That Takes Away Breaths
In the disarray of these days we now face,
I keep my concentration focused upon my deeds.
And less upon comments made by others,
About me...
My deeds.
And what beliefs about me they whisper,
To others giving them time to listen.
I could only wish people like that...
A less traumatic awakening.
Since I seek the company,
Of those few who are awake.
To mature AND awaken to accept,
The times we now live that takes away breaths...
In a neck breaking speed,
Is here.
And so blessed is the feeling,
To have one's peace of mind intact!
That's a fact!
And 'that' takes a long time in development.
It comes with experiencing life and not rehearsing it...
As some would think.
Or kept practiced as if to impress.
As some still do!
Life is much too precious to accept foolishness.
And that is...
But just one of the many of the many many lessons...
I have had to learn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Belief Of Eternity
when i get to be fifty
i begin to know the nature of the hours
i am getting familiar with its hands
that i cannot really hold them
even as friends and so i have become
tolerant about its
vices the way it is giving me another
color of my hair
the wrinkles in my hands
the weakness of my knees
and the early exhaustion of my feet
when i try to walk farther distance again
in the same manner
as it is not giving me much favor
i learn to simply accept it
as a fact
and i let it go like the way how
a lover junks me sometimes
giving me the feeling that somehow
i am no longer desirable
but i am not the kind that surrenders easily
thus when time betrays me
i too
give it what it deserves
i begin to forget it
and the hours are spilled like i do not
need it too
and then when they are all consumed
and i am all consumed
i register in my mind all the memories i had
many years back
there is no regret
i have loved all the way
when i was younger
and i take them all with me in my final journey
where time itself
is not a part because in there it does not exist at all
because i have always believed
that i am not just this
flesh and bone and skin and skull
i am more than all these
and i am no slave of time
not its subject
i am into eternity where time too does not end
i am into timelessness
so filled now with all happiness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Woman, You Deserve More
Woman, you deserve more than flowers.
You deserve more than vows.
You deserve more than that ring,
Woman, you deserve more than love
The beauty in your eyes
Woman you deserve more than tender touches
The beauty of your voice
Woman you deserve more than kisses
Dear you deserve more,
something unseen, someone untouchable
More than gold, more than diamonds triple fold
Trust me, you deserve more
Written March 05,2012 by Theo Merma. In honor of International Woman's Day 2012.
'To all the woman out there, thank you for the existence. Stay strong, whatever life may throw at you, keep in mind that you deserve more! Live life, embrace it until it's through. Regards. -Theo'
poem by Theo Merma
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First Time For Everything
Since time has begun...
There has been the first time for everything.
The first time for this.
The first time for that.
The first of its kind and color.
The first to arrive.
The first to leave.
The first to be born.
Like Adam and Eve.
Why it was Adam first?
Then Eve?
Even today,
That is difficult for me to perceive...
Since women are the only ones,
We believe conceive!
And trying to understand this,
With comprehension?
I ask myself...
WHY is it that so many are caught up in conflict?
Why is it...
There are those who 'still' exist,
Who can not accept...
Reality?
Even under hypnosis...
Reality for some,
Will not be induced.
No matter if it is screamed,
From a pulpit!
To reduce to something exclusive!
That's how effective,
A conditioning process.
Once that has been done...
Reality for some,
Is as controlled as what they have been told.
And we all know how potent lies are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Sorry
I AM SORRY FOR EVER HURTING YOU
MY MISTAKE WAS TO NEVER UNDERSTAND YOU
NOW I FEEL SO SORRY
GUILTY I FEEL AND HAVE NO WORDS TO EXPLAIN
I DESERVE NOT LIFE BUT DEATH
FOR HURTING YOU SO MANY TIMES, I AM SO SORRY
JUST SIMPLY DEATH I DESERVE
I CANNOT BE CALLED GOOD
ALTHOUGH, NOW I AM TRYING TO BE VERY GOOD
IT IS NOT TO HAVE YOU BACK
SINCE, I CAN NEVER HAVE YOU BACK
ALL THAT I WANT TO SAY IS THAT YOU WERE GOOD
I WAS BAD, ALWAYS WAS VERY BAD
DESERVE I DO NOT TO BE ALIVE
ONLY MY DEATH CAN EVER FIX MY LIFE
A SLICE OF MY BLOOD WILL BRING ME CLOSER TO DEATH
NOT WRITING THIS TO IMPRESS YOU
ONLY TRYING TO REPENT THE MISTAKES I MADE
TRYING TO LEARN AS I REGRET IN FAILING TO LOVE YOU
MY MISTAKE WAS LETTING YOU GO
BUT COULD I STOP YOU
EVEN IF I WANTED?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Regret song
I left her there abused
used and confused
she could never forgive me theres no use
And i lose, cos i tried to choose
Made the wrong moves and now i pay the dues
I could not accept it
but she did not deserve it
Now i do regret it
it was never even worth it
Tears on her face
and i had no sympathy
Im Sick of this place
an im so sick of me
If i could go and take it all back then i would
but i cant
and words are no good
Im sorry
thats all i can say
and it doesnt even matter anyway
poem by David Sabo
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To those we love and care
To those we love and care
~
What more could we ask
Of those we love in such a way
That their loss would be mourned
We must accept their judgment
And ask only they be happy
Not make demands of them
That they bow to selfish needs
No we must abstain and embrace
Their joy and their love
And be there for them
Bitter words leave only regret
And stain a friendship indefinitely
We must adapt and we must accept
That a choice not of our own
May be for another right and just
What more could we ask
Of those love and those we care for
Than for them to be happy
Whatever our own dreams
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Selfishness And The Human Nature
i write because i feel sympathy for someone
like me, and then
another reason comes which is hard to accept anyway
but just the same i must accept bluntly
that
i write because i also have this sympathy for myself
deprived of the most basic need
of another's person's
genuine affection, because you know very well
how selfish others can be
attending only to what pleases them
and not what pleases
others, it is human nature, we all know it, we accept it,
to get more and give less
to take the pleasures of lust in the guise of love
to leave and not stay
to eat and drink and make love and sleep
forgetting that in any moment
one too is
destined to die
poem by Sebastian Soberania
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A lone home
I could think of no more isolation
particularly when it is dealing with relation
It is dangerous to think and spend
the precious time without wife and friend
So many friends may be facing such scene
uncertainty is feared and clearly seen
some unknown fear grips the mind
nothing seems reasonable and kind
The day can be spent with busy schedule
it is passing reasonably with the tune
it does not cause any type of worry
you have no regret or reason to feel sorry
Even few minutes gap creates uneasy moments
the mind is preoccupied with some movements
it is unable to decide what the real cause?
you heave a sigh of relief when observe a pause
The home had been made a hunting ground
No reasonableness was seen or found
She was in such a raging mood
no fine taste was experienced by me in food
She had preferred to stay at home
her decision was final and welcome
she had no other ideas to implement
she stood for the bonds to cement
It was her choice and I had to respect
she did it perfectly with improved act
I had no reason to doubt her decision
it was taken with precision
She may want full attention on my entry
she preferred me to be on guard as sentry
I was all for her comfort and happiness
in fact she was badly ridden with loneliness
I could grasp it very late
she took the decision in haste
she was no more for full time to serve
She was intellegent enough to deserve
She did not take my advice lightly
her decision was to be accepted rightly
it required some careful consideration
I had no hitch to accept it with reservation
I could guess later on why she was startled?
how her mind ran differently and misled?
She had all the qualities to excel
to confine at home was not at all going well
She proposed me to concur to her wish
I wanted it quietly to end and finish
I did not reject out right or tried to forbid
but I begged for little more time to concede
She was in no mood to tolerate delay
she wanted immediate answer for her way
I was bit puzzled and taken a back
my suggestion was simple and very frank
The deserted look at home proved worst fears
she was not to be seen or found anywhere near
she had left behind kind note with 'hello'
I leave it to your wisdom to allow
I could not sleep without her
she used to be almost there
she used to respond to my long breath
she always consented and agreed with
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stars
How did we ever go this far
You touched my hand and start the car
And for the first time in my life, I am crying
Are we in space do we we belong
Some place where no-1 calls it wrong
And like the stars who burn away
The miles
(russian rap)
How did we ever get this far
It shouldnt have to be this hard
Now for the first time in my life am flying
Are we in love? do we deserve
To build the shame of this whole world
And like the night we camouflage denial
(russian rap)
How did we ever go this far
You touched my hand and start the car
And for the first time in my life, I am crying
Are we in love? do we deserve
To build the shame of this whole world
And like the night we camouflage denial
song performed by by Tatu
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Tyler My Love
Is he real
Can I believe him
Can I tell him the truth about me
Will he belive me
Do I know enough about him
Life Is about learning
But I must know all about him
I would give him my life
Set it down for him
If he were to need anything
And I could supply it
Not a doubt In my mind
I would get it for him
Does he deserve it
Deserve me
I want to belive It so badly
That nothing else matters
To call him mine
Knowing that he wont leave
Forever being togeather
How to accept it
If anything were to happen
I know that i could forgive him
But could he forgive me
Would he want to
Probibly not
He's only here because it's conveinant
For him and no one else
Does he truthy mean it when he tells me
That he loves me?
poem by BrandiNicole Colbath
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Love Is Only Blind When We Don't Want To See The Truth
it just funny,
how some guys will choose,
girls they don't know,
draw them in,
and mess with them,
they make you feel special,
make you feel like the one,
it all happens so quick,
you think it was love,
but love can be blind,
we see what we want,
until it catches up with us,
and we wonder how we got in this mess,
we think it becuz the guy loved us,
but in reality,
all they wanted was,
to turn us into what they want,
they want us to be there puppet,
not there one and only,
if that was the case,
they would want to take their time,
open us like a present,
and charish us,
not use, change and throw away,
we are better than that,
to be treated by a guy,
with little respect,
we only take it,
becuz we feel lucky to find us somebody,
who cares and open there heart,
but when you listen closely,
you realize how selective they are,
telling you what you want to hear,
and in the end,
they want you to accept their past,
but it seems like they can't accept your,
selfish people don't deserve good people,
but you see it happen,
in more ways than none,
but the only person that can stop it,
is the person that is in,
this type of relationship.
poem by Mona Martinez
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