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Forgiveness: The Greatest Lesson Ever Learned

Forgiveness,
The greatest lesson ever learned,
From the greatest story ever told.
But is it a story or a promise?
If you do this, you will get this.
That is a promise.
He did this and this is what he experienced.
That is a story.
Simply an outcome.
Their outcome.
What if this were your story?
Could it be the same outcome?
If you do not try, you will never find out.
A muscle being worked out,
Experiences pain, then growth.
The heart is a muscle.
Growth comes from pain.
Am I angry that I am hurt?
Or should I accept?
Others have hurt me,
As I, have hurt others.
From them, I hope for forgiveness,
As a result of the pain I have caused from the mistake,
I have learned.
In the end, they were my blessing.
Another hurts me from their mistake,
They too have learned,
Yet they are my curse?
We are all each others lessons.
Each other's opportunity for growth.
What we embrace, is what we experience.
If we forgive, we are forgiven.
Then we receive the promise.
If the promise is true love,
Then isn't worth the lesson?
If you do not learn the lesson,
You won't get the story.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Who Hurts Whom?

Hurt, is that lesson of life,
Perfect pool of Imperfects,

A kid may get hurt
Or may hurt its parents too
its parents may hurt
Or may hurt their kid too,

A brother may get hurt,
or he may hurt brothers and sisters too,
Sister gets hurt
Or she may hurt her brothers and sisters too,

Mother gets hurt or she my may hurt father too.
Father may get hurt Or may hurt mother too,

A friend gets hurt
Or may hurt his friend too!
A lover get hurts, or may hurt one's lover too,

Teacher may gets hurt
Or may hurt student too
Student gets hurt Or he may hurt his teacher too,

Life is a pool of Imperfects
And only Imperfects can perfect life,
And life is that greatest class room,
Where the greatest and perfect teacher teaches perfect lessons,

But life when teaches, we just close the chapter,
'saying it is our fate! '

Is it true that one has to hurt others to make his living?
Living a life, and make a Living aren't the differ?

People are determined to build life than live a life,
Where one may hurt others,

This the story of Buddha asking kisa Gouthami ' I will save your child, but bring handful of mustard from a home where death not entered! '

This is the story,
'I will heal your hurts, if you can bring some dust of a man's feet, whoever neither got hurt nor hurt others! '

Life a that teaches and hurt is that lesson,
Which shows the one who hurts is Imperfect than who gets hurt,
Both are still imperfect,
The one got hurt is more imperfect,
And he is the one who hurts himself,
by his desires and expectations,
He is the one who gives chance to others to hurt,
With his misunderstandings!
Hurt is the result of our own imperfection say those have seen and understood life in perfect!
God is that only perfect and he is out of life cycle,
And He can only be healer of all hurts!
Perfection can make us hurt free, but imperfection is the life,
Those who ant life let them adjust themself with imperfection of own first and with that of others,
What you say, is it perfect or imperfect? You please, decide and tell me!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story

Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Home Again

Ive been away for much too long
I hope you still feel I belong
I didnt mean to cause you pain
Nothin to lose, much more to gain
So can you stand the rain?
Just when I thought that we were through
I found my way right back to you
I cant change what happened in the past
And wont promise this time it would last
Can you stand the rain?
(can you stand the rain? )
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
I stand here all alone confused
cause I like living with or without you
Will our story end
Like a fairy tail
Or just another heartbreak
Only time will tell
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
(home again)
No matter where
No matter how
No turning back
No stopping now
cause we may never ever pass this way again
Just give me one more chance
Let me come home again
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
(spoken):
So now you kinda understand the story, right
Me and the fellas trying to bring this back together
Just like old times
Yall know when it used to be ronnie, bobby, ricky, mike, ralph, johnny
Take it back like that
So fellas, lets take this record home
And this time, lets stay there

song performed by by New Edition
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Tell Me A Story

Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Tell Me A Story

Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Prior To Whatever The Outcome

Who knows if those decisions we make,
Will achieve and please...
An expected result?
With a certainty known that is already felt.

The ones who take chances,
Eventually learned...
Something about deciding,
Upon which way to turn.

It is easy to reflect upon those experiences,
One gets.
And express whether or not,
A relief to them came with no grieving met.

But those who hesitate in a waiting done...
Are always heard to state they know what will occur,
Prior to whatever the outcome that is shunned...
Comes to ease or wreck havoc on their nerves.

Prior to whatever the outcome,
A shunning...
Prior to whatever the outcome,
Is done!

Prior to whatever the outcome,
A shunning...
Prior to whatever the outcome,
Is done!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Discovered and Found

The claims you make are fine.
No one but you can clearly define them.
It is when the mind has been silenced,
Does one find an enlightenment that is divine.
With a truth that is indisputable.
And carried within them all the time.
When this is discovered and found...
It is like a lesson learned.
And lessons,
When learned for what they are...
Become a process of much growth,
Too unforgettable to let go.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Pot O' Tea

Another Pot Of Tea
Written by Paul Grady
Put on another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me
Well they say that now you don't talk straight
And that of late it's been my lot to be afraid
To remember you by anything
But memories I already keep
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm love with the Irish accent to your story
And now I need some sympathy
It's harder when it takes so long to leave
The table where we all learned to laugh and learned to grieve
Over the pain that came so close to you
It comes so close to me today
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Your Touch

Tears in my eyes pain in my heart.
My whole world seems to be falling apart.
An thru the pain an sadness a smile comes on my face.
You wipe away my tears n in your arms u embrace.
You forever make me weak.
When u lay your hands on me I am lifted off my feet.
You take me by the hand and tell me it's ok.
An instantly when I look at u the pain goes away.
Your hands so smooth n your touch so soothing.
The road right now is bumpy but soon it will start smoothing.
I could never give back everything u gave to me.
An I know your scared yet u still have faith in me.
So take my hand once again n I promise I want hurt u.
Because u can't deny that what we have is true.
I promise u baby when I get one more chance.
I will treat u perfect n we'll have our first dance.
An then our love will just keep growing stronger.
As we have kid's n become rich n live together so much longer.
Holding u at night thinking bout u thru the day.
I'm sure this hurt I caused u will never go away.
But the good will soon outweigh the bad.
An there will never be another day and your life where u will stay sad.

poem by David duckworth
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See The Sun

I'm comin' 'round to open the blinds
You can't hide here any longer
My God you need to rinse those puffy eyes
You can't last here any longer
And yes they'll ask you where you've been
And you'll have to tell them again and again
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
Come on take my hand
We're going for a walk, I know you can
You can wear anything as long as it's not black
Please don't mourn forever
She's not coming back
And yes they'll ask you where you've been
And you'll have to tell them again and again
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
Do you remember telling me you found the sweetest thing of all
You said one day of this was worth dying for
So be thankful you knew her at all
But it's no more
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you probably don't want to hear tomorrow's another day
Well I promise you you'll see the sun again
And you're asking me why pain's the only way to happiness
And I promise you you'll see the sun again
See the sun again

song performed by by Dido
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Pain and Hurt

born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
waking in pain and hurt
cuting in pain and hurt
bleeding in pain and hurt
crying in pain and hurt
i know nothing other then pain and hurt
i use drugs to end the pain and hurt
but all i get is pain and hurt
is there nothing other then pain and hurt
in this painful and hurtful world?

poem by Anna Sprague
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Pardon (Epi)

forgiveness, I beg your pardon
just before Armageddon
i think 'tis my motion
to accept your notion
i'm sorry
for my mistake
or ever, again i'll take
but this time for you, your sake
my plan is to be baked

oh, drown me on lake
or hit me with a rake
you can ask for a cake
but please heal me my ache.

a queen from another world
a story never been told
now my life was so cold
for you haven't ever called
please forgive me, my friend
to me forgiveness you must lend

now if not, you must remain
in, my fault i am detained
i have passed through lot's o rain
but now is when i gain
it's just a little grain
but owns a great, great pain!
now i am done
look at the sun
the game begun!

poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Let Me Count The Wounds In Your Heart

pain is so ordinary you say
we get used to every pain
we cound the wounds
and we cannot finish
somehow
some refuse to remember
what pain is
what is the use of remembering
what hurts you

but i am different i say
i count the wounds and i always remember what hurts me
every detail
every note of the pain like a very sad song
that i always hum
i keep all these sad refrains in my heart
not that i have learned to hurt myself
needlessly unnecessarily

it is simply a matter of
remembering the beauty of these wounds
that healed
gathering all over again the lessons learned
the loves lost
the strengths regained

at the end i see the scars
drawing
sketching
this face of a very strong man
undefeated
redeemed

smiling over the pains
that almost conquered him

almost, yes always almost
because he always
survives and always
he learns, always

always, yes, always

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Its The Same Old Story

M. field / n. oliphant
The same old story
Its as old as the stars above
The same old story
Of a boy and a girl in love
The scenes say more moonlight
The times say more june light
Romances the thing
Two hearts away deep in a dream
The same old story
Its been told much too much before
The same old story
But its worth telling just once more
Its all fun and laughter
They lived ever after in ecstacy
The same old story but its new to me

song performed by by Billie Holiday
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One That Remains Inquisitive

I do not sit in contemplation to 'do'.
However...
There has been many times,
A contemplation done I do accomplish...
Is a wishing I had delayed a doing,
With the application of more patience.

And that...
Is the only drawback,
For one that remains inquisitive.
With an eventual lesson learned,
A living of one's life gets taught to teach...
With an outcome needing no contemplation to reach.

It comes.
And sometimes with an outcome,
One regrets with a reflecting in a patience done.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've learned

Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.

poem by Carly Almonde
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How To Survive Without Riches

First,
We must relax.
And begin to breathe...
Slowly.
In with the new.
And out with the old.
In with the new.
And out with the old.
Remember...
There is only one cycle of breath.

Now...
We are all ready,
To learn a lesson about trust.

Let us all close our eyes...
Gently.
Deep breathe...and,
In with the new.
And out with the old.
In we go...
With the new,
AND...
Removed from us,
Is the old!

In with the...

'Hey?
My watch is gone.'

~Where are my shoes?
My wallet is missing.~

'You said,
We are all going to learn a lesson about trust.
Everything has been taken from us.'

Trust!
Has been a lesson...
A major lesson,
All of you have learned today.

~TRUST?
Everything.
Our valuables have been stolen from us.
That's not trust.
That's THEFT! ~

I disagree.
IN with the NEW.
And OUT with the OLD.
There is nothing crooked about that.
And TRUST?
I think you all have learned that lesson.
DO NOT EVER DO IT!
EVER...
AGAIN!

'What about our valuables?
Our things? '

You have all signed contracts,
Stating you come to me...
For lifestyle changes!
And...
You can admit with assessment,
Everyone here has experienced...
Immediate and rapid change.
Have you not?

I will expect all of you back,
For the next session...
BASIC LIVING!
HOW TO SURVIVE WITHOUT RICHES.
And...
STILL FEEL THE GLOW Of LOVE!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My eyes tell the storyBut m

The pain never goes away;
The wounds will never heal.
The evil that was done to me by you.
But my eyes they tell the story of hurt and pain.

The black will never turn to gray;
The blood will not congeal.
The violence is never through;
The past does not depart.

Time dosent heal the past.
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part new song;
Becuase of you my eyes tell a nasty story.
A story with no glory.

I was and am the victim of you.
Your eyes were wild with rage.
My eyes told the tell of fear

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Love Hurts

Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds and mars
Any heart not tough
Or strong enough
Take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
And it holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts
Youre young, I know
Baby, whats so
I know a thing or two
Ooo honey, I learned from you
I really learned a lot
I really learned a lot
Love is like a stove
It burns you when its hot
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts
Some fools rave, of happiness
Of blissfulness, togetherness
Oh, some fools,
They fool themselves, I guess
Theyre not fooling me
And I know it isnt true
God, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie and its
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, (ooooo) love hurts
(ooooo), love hurts
And I know it isnt true
Oh, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie and its
Made to make you blue
Cause love hurts
Early in the morning you hurt,
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts

song performed by by Cher
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Sorry, I am so sorry my love...

Sorry, I am so sorry my love. I hurt you without any reason
Your tears made my heart cry. Why I did to you that I don't know
Forgive me! I am so sorry my love

Sorry, I am so sorry my love. I scold you without any reason
Your pain made my heart to think
My cruel heart suspects you for nothing
Forgive me! I am so sorry my love

Sorry, I am so sorry my love. I did not mean to hurt you
When you cry then I cry more than you
Because I love you all my heart and soul
Forgive me! I am so sorry my love

Sorry, I am so sorry my love
I told you that I would never hurt you again
but again I made your tears flow once more
Now, I promise you that I will not hurt you again
Forgive me! I am so sorry my love.

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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