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Lovely Lady

when you close
your eyes
and feel my presence
i too feel it
even if i am on the other
edge of this world

we have to believe
in presence
that is all that it costs
for us to be here
again together.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Rehearse

Feel my presence and feel my love,
For i am the only one who knows myself;
Feel my love and feel my presence,
For you are the only one who know yourself;
And i want you to feel the fullness of my story.
Don't rehearse and don't be prepared for it,
For it will only hit you automatically like magic! !
And love is the key and you will feel the beat.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama

Mama where are you...
When I feel your presence near?
Mama where are you?
When I hear your voice plain and clear?

I wish I could see your face
Appear before me now.
To see the smile that I know
And those hugs I wish God allowed!

At times we were so close,
I didn't care who called me 'Mama's Boy'.
We had our differences and opinions
That brought to us both tears and joy!

It doesn't seem as if
Many years have passed since you died.
Some days I wish I could hear you say,
'Boy, please go and play outside! '

Mama where are you...
When I feel your presence near?
There is one thing I know,
Even though I miss you so.
In my heart I hold you, Mama...
Where I feel your closeness grows!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept In the Presence

You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.

You do not have to feel,
What you give is not observed.
Everything you do has meaning.
And attention given,
You deserve.

You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.

Someone who feels,
You to be equally appealing.
Someone who sees you,
And bestows the highest priority.

You need not worry about that cart you push,
Filled with cans.
Those storage plastic bags you drag.
Is a testimony!
Do not ever let that make you sad!

You need not concern yourself,
About your disheveled looks.
It's already known...
Your best is at your command.
And the strength you have...
You did not get from books.
But it is there and it is felt...
In the friendship that is there,
By the firmness grasped...
Upon shaking your hand.

So without judgement passed.
A 'divinity' you have.
And it is yours to last!
This 'divinity of ministry'
Is yours to last.

You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.

You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.

You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have Skeletons In Your Closet

A faithful presence kept within,
Isn't in need of outside intervention.
Or someone to assess the depth of it.

A faithful presence kept within,
Has been tested through one's experiences.
And not a piece of it is scattered,
To allow judgemental critique...
Others unconsciously,
Enjoy to see another in defeat.

A faithful presence kept within,
Reflects a strength in battles against opposition.
With an emotional bleeding,
One may feel but does not show.

'You are not perfect.
I've known and have seen what you've done.
You have skeletons in your closet.
Just like everyone.'

~Those skeletons.
Were they behind door number one, two or three?
And while you were whispering behind my back...
There's not an aspect of my life,
Hidden from the eyes of God who keeps contact.~

'I know you 'sin'.'

I never said I didn't
Or will not again.

A faithful presence kept within,
Isn't in need of outside intervention.
Or someone to assess the depth of it.
I am a work-in-progess.
And 'that' I don't pretend.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Love

to kiss your lips-to touch your hair
to always feel your presence near
to see the smile upon your face
to hold you in a warm embrace
to sense the presence of your love
to feel you within me-giving me a start
and putting a glow in my heart.
to feel your breath upon my face
never leaving a sign or trace
of the feelings bottled up inside
and let it go before its time
this is what love should be
touching each other in perfect harmony.

poem by Louis Rams
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Sensation

I close my eyes,
You're there,
Open my hands,
Despair,
I move my lips,
A kiss,
I dream, a dream,
Of Bliss,
I feel your presence,
In my blood,
Love rushing thru me,
Like a flood,
My heart no longer,
In it's place,
I feel your touche,
You're warm embrace,
Who are you?
Tell me, I must know,
'I'm just the Wind,
Please let me go'.

poem by Sandra Feldman
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With or Without My Request

I feel your presence,
As if you had not passed away at all.
As if you are aware,
I need your memory to comfort me.
And I feel you come to leave me insight!
To heal and make 'alright'...
My desire to have you close.
Somehow you do that...
With or without my request.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In your presence

In your presence
I feel happy
I get peace
And I expect
Nothing from you
In your presence
I am blessed with
Good qualities
A behavior of
Divine richness.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Acknowledge me

I want to tell my family
I want to tell those who are near
Please don’t look through me
Because…I’m still here

Acknowledge my being
Let me know I exist
Please hear my pleading
Let my presence persist

Tis as if I have no essence
Tis Your disengagement that I fear
Please see and feel my presence
I may be passed…but I’m still here

poem by David Whalen
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In His Presence

O for the glory of the risen King
Basking in your presence makes my heart sing
In your presence mysteries are revealed
In your presence I am healed

Rend the heavens, may your presence flow down
When I'm in your presence you are all around
You are vast beyond the heavens and you have no end
It's an incredible thing that you have called me friend

Just one moment with you my King
Has ruined me for the rest of my days
You have ruined me for the things of this world
You have ruined me for all of its ways

For my eyes have seen the King
And I became undone
Your glory filled the temple
And your light outshone the sun

And now my heart is full of light
And fire you gave to me
And every part is full of love
That's deeper than the sea

All of this from just one touch
One touch from the Master's hand
I will worship you forevermore
And in your presence I will stand

poem by Frank McEleny
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Pulling My Strings

Again I feel it. Some one holding me back, Someone pulling my string. The more I move the more I feel your presence. An Outsider, Anonymous Onlooker. So Tell Me Did You Get Want. Do I Satisfy In Your Dark Deceitful Eyes. Hide Behind The Sunrise, That Fine But I Still Know Your There Pulling My Strings Like You Can Control Me. Avoid Me, Deny Me, I Don't Really Care Cause I Know You Are Still. Watching And Waiting. For What I Don't Really Know. If Your Waiting For An Invitation Here It Is Please Speak And I Will Listen. Again I feel it. Chills Right Up Spine. Someone Is Holding Me Back, Someone Is Pulling My Strings. She Wont Go Away Why I Just Don't Know But Yet She Wont Let Her Presence Truly Known. Like A Ghost Theirs A Glimpse Then Its Gone. Fading In To Just Fade Out. I'm Not Crazy, She There. Again I Feel It. Like What See, Come In The Open Get Better Look. A picture last forever. A glance cant even be etched into memory. But Still Your Pulling my strings oh Pulling My Strings

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Grateful When You're Dead / Jerry Was There

I'm painting, I paint a picture in your mind
If you're driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise
If your love is a cheatin' and if you're blinded by the pain
Your honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...
You'll be grateful when you're dead
Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
I'm shaking, I shake the spear before your eyes
Well if you know your history, you will read between the lines
If you're waiting for a vision, to illuminate your mind
To leave this world of misery, oh eave it all behind...
You'll be grateful when you're dead
Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Jerry was there,
Jerry was there (many times!)
Oh I'm telling you man, Jerry was there
You could feel his presence everywhere
Oh I'm telling you man, Jerry was there
You could feel his presence everywhere
"I seen him man - looked me right in the face

song performed by by Kula Shaker
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To Me His Presence Is A Mystery

When havoc and disaster came my way
upon a tranquil sunny summer day
I had blamed God for being absent,
of my accusation He was innocent;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.

I looked for God, Him I did not see,
His image, His presence eluded me
but I found His tracks everywhere,
in everything lovely His hand was there;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery

There was great beauty in a lone thrush
singing all the world to a holy hush,
the pattering rain brought along new birth
while He continually blessed the earth;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.

poem by Gert Strydom
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You're My Temptation

Don't touch your lips
Don't wear your hair like that
I feel your presence all around me
Don't get too close
Don't move your eyes like that
Because they're deep enough to drown me
It don't get hot like this in Heaven
You fool me with your angel face
Your master knows where I'm my weakest

Mercy please

song performed by by Alice Cooper from Last Temptation
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I found a friend or he found me storypoem

I see strange phantoms in the mist. Most quickly fade but some persist
Some few I recognise as trees but others still are mysteries.
Fogbound I cannot trust my eyes and my subconscious mind supplies some memories which frighten me. I cannot discount easily.
Of travellers lost in the fog who end up choking in some bog
I am no fool I shall remain until the fog lifts and I see again
The cold damp fog chills me to the bone. I start to feel that I’m not alone
Something, someone is watching me I dare not think what it might be.
I cannot run, I cannot hide I have no choice I must abide.
I feel a presence near to me but there is nothing I can see.
I’m not afraid I’m terrified.what is this thing so close beside
me that I can feel its panting breath. Is this the day I meet with death.
I feel a warm touch on my hand and finally I understand.
A stray dog’s found his way to me desiring human company.
Now that he’s found me he won’t leave and I am ready to believe.
That each of us has found a friend someone on which they can depend.
His very presence comforts me. We wait together patiently.
The fog will clear and we’ll go home He will no longer need to roam
and scavenge for his daily food. He is mine now that’s understood.
A bargain struck without a word but by our inner senses heard.

13-Sep-08
http: // blog.myspace.com/poetic piers

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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There is Something about you...

What is it about you,
I just look
In adoration,
I watch in delight...

Am filled with devotion,
For the moments
By your side,
I don’t even want
To close my eyes…
I feel like a child…

Your silence
And compassion…
Your parlance
I get my salvation…

at times mischievous
sometimes solemn.
never ever
trecherous.

Your gentleness
And soft caress,
your smile
without guile...
Your childlike banter
And graceful movement
Your presence,
Humility and dignity
Fills me with piety…

I pray
I could stay
Forever and ever...
but life beckons

How come
You never sermonise
Or chide
Still, why do I feel
Oh yes, I do feel
Gently chastised...

Oh mother, Oh mother
Nature
A few hours
At your feet,
Or on your lap
I feel serene, joyous
And detoxified…

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The Same Way I Do

Written by John Mellencamp
Before you go to sleep
And close your eyes
I'd like to kiss you
One more time
Touch your lips
Perhaps your soul
I'll be still and say no more
Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do
Well the night was sweet
You filled the air
Your gentle hands touched me everywhere
I don't want this moment to end
I'm afraid that we can't find it again
Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do
Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do
The fragile bond
Between us here
Would take to build, a thousand years
Before you close your eyes
Just one more kiss
A million years before we feel like this
Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do
Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do
How can I trust my feelings
In a moment that's always changing
Tell me do you feel the same way I do
The same way I do
Hey do you feel
Yea do you feel
Hey do you feel
The same way I do

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Empty

How could it be that you know me
My deepest fears my fantasies
Confide in you what no one knows
But it feels so real

[CHORUS:]
(when I close my eyes)
I can see your face
(when I lick my lips)
I can taste your smile
(when I see your name)
My heart starts to race
(if I can't read your thoughts)
Then I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
Whoa I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)

Is this a new way to love
Never face to face is it enough?
Does it really count or am I a fool?
So tell me please

song performed by by Janet Jackson from The Velvet Rope
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My brother and Lauren are very close with me and they are in Sun Valley, so sometimes I need to go there and feel their presence. And there are times I need to see my bro' alone.

quote by Picabo Street
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Silent Thunder (Life Poem)

A silent thunder which
We feel but cannot hear
Rumbles on relentlessly
Through our lives as an
Unperceived presence
In this life and the next.

Is this presence our
God who is indifferent,
To our problems and
Those of seven billion
Souls, and is unlikely
To be interested in our
Insignificant lives?

poem by Ian Beckett
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