I Equal To You
Till egotism reigns
I is supreme
Not look'eth beyond it
The powers to look beyond it
Will not be gained
Egotistical approach when shed
The I relegated
Caring you become
For those around
When reciprocal this current
A movement becomes
I will be taken care of
Consciously and sub-consciously
By known and unknown.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Always The 'Who' That Gets One Through
Those who set out to ruin lives,
Consciously.
To then awaken with guilt and expectations,
Consciously.
That an awaiting for a forgiveness given to exonerate them,
Is not on the minds of the ones...
Who have spent time on the other end,
Healing and mending from wounds consciously inflicted...
By those who assume a skipping away from their deeds done,
Is the same wish by someone who has forgiven to forget.
Especially when the suffering with pain is involved.
People may be seen to be completely 'restored' from sorrows.
If recovery actually is done to come.
However...
It was their faith and determination alone,
With a gritting of teeth that got them off their knees.
To remember every detail vividly,
As to how, when, where, why and who...
Put them there in the first place.
And it is ALWAYS...
Always the 'who' that gets one through a process,
Never to be forgotten.
'It's so good to see you healthy and fit.
I am glad you have forgiven me.
You have...haven't you?
Say something.
Why are you smiling? '
~No particular reason.
Just thinking of how I would have handled this,
Years ago.~
'Handled what? '
~My thoughts.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stay The Same Or Change?
For most of human race we have laws,
for we are not consciously evolved.
Consciously evolved to where we all
do not live in fear,
We are not there for everyone,
we are not all sincere.
Now we all were born into this
planetary dream,
so until it’s changed,
more unless things will stay the same.
So do we stay the same or change?
The choice is ours, it is our game.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
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It's More Than Something You Can Intellectualize
There's a lot more to caring than knowing
There's a lot more to caring than saying
There's a lot more to caring than thinking
You can 'know' you care
Think you care
Convince yourself you care, even think that you genuinely care
But that really isn't fair
If your actions don't match
The attitude of caring
The attitude of loving
It's more
It's more than those who love you
More than those who care for you
It's the ones who don't
It's the ones you don't know
It's those, it's them, they need you most
You can't just walk away
Caring is more than something you can think about
You can't be compassionate and ignore a need
You can't fulfill every need
Where is compassion?
Where is caring?
If it's so much more, what is it that we have?
Is it worth trying?
Won't you fail?
But you forget
Caring is more
It's more than something you can intellectualize
It's more than a concept
It's more than thinking
More than knowing
More than even an action
Caring is a lifestyle
For all those around you
Even beyond yourself
O and one more thing caring isn't about caring about
Yourself.
poem by David Knox
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What, then is our duty It is to carefully distinguish the historic moment in which we live and to consciously assign our small energies to a specific battlefield. The more we are in phase with the current which leads the way, the more we aid man in his difficult, uncertain, danger-fraught ascent toward salvation.
quote by Nikos Kazantzakis
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Faith For The Faithful
Through righteousness that’s not our own
Through gifts we now receive
Through Fire that melts a heart of stone
We’ve faith to Christ believe
We hope to see what’s never been
What no ones had to share
No ear has heard no eye has seen
We know through faith it’s there
Through faith we’ll see our God above
Through faith we live in peace
Through faith we’ll share eternal love
Where joy will never cease
Yet even when we go to sleep
Faith plays its wondrous part
We trust The Lord each night to breathe
Keeping alive our heart
Right there it seems to Christians odd
Why atheists don’t die
Unconsciously, they’ll trust in God
Yet consciously deny
Thank God for gifts that reigns supreme
Thank God for faith divine
Thank God for Christ The Living Stream
Through whom now life is mine
It’s mine because of faith’s embrace
Because of love unknown
Because I live to see the face
Who sits on Heaven’s throne
Alone I’d fail to walk the walk
I’d fail to claim this boast
No flesh and bone could talk the talk
Without the Holy Ghost
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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Charmed Into It
If there is 'anything' I've learned,
As I continue to live my life...
With widened eyes and healed knees.
And...
With ears alerted like a bat radared for life.
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
Nor will I be charmed into it!
Michael Jackson took a few steps backward,
And called that 'moonwalking'.
When I did it,
I called it regret!
I discovered a repetition of that,
Cause me much sorrow!
Never will I allow myself,
Consciously...
To revisit an experience that has taught me a lesson.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You've Been Devoting Your Time To Training
You're joking, right?
No one is this consciously ignorant.
Are you being paid,
To remain lowgrade?
I come in contact with children,
In elementary school...
That conduct themselves,
With more dignity.
And know the difference between,
A clown and a fool.
And,
Right now I am not sure you do!
You're joking, right?
No one is this consciously ignorant.
But...
Then again,
You may represent a circus...
That has come to town.
And I am taking too seriously,
The unique marketing you've chosen...
To announce its arrival?
It all makes sense to me now!
You've been devoting your time to training?
And I believed there was no benefit to your routine!
It all makes sense to me now!
You've been devoting your time to training?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Price Is Always Paid
Why is it people forget,
What it is they do to others...
When paybacks become due,
And are to them directed.
These selected memory folks,
I have mentioned before.
But as the more of them appear,
From behind their closet doors...
It is believed their deeds are cleared,
As if wiped clean to be erased...
From school chalk boards.
No!
A price is always paid,
When one consciously does to others...
With a purpose to use to do a screwing.
Why is it people forget,
What it is they do to others...
When paybacks become due,
And are to them directed.
Time is on no one's side,
Just to let things slide by to hide and deny.
No!
A price is always paid,
When one consciously does to others...
With a purpose to use to do a screwing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caught in my Compact
Terza Rima Sonnet
Caught in my Compact
Wade through the squalor, shaken and straining
Consciously, Head held high, anticipating
Storm breaks overhead and now ‘tis raining
Movement round me sluggish, on nerves, grating
Breathe deeply now, settling apprehension
Yet my heart is open, anticipating
Mind deliberates on my perception
Rain still gently falls and I absorb it
In this journey here from my conception
Glimpsing a bench, I walk over and sit
Sensations are strong, you come nearer
I close my eyes lean back, snooze for a bit
Open my compact, catch you in mirror
As you approach, your face getting clearer
poem by Nancy E Alcorn
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You Play Entirely By Yourself
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
Is this something done consciously?
Is this a game played with me you believe I can't see?
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
At first I thought you were sincere and honest.
I did not suspect you to be,
Someone who played with others emotionally.
I did not detect this from you at all.
Until you would say disrespectful things,
When I would think of you and place a telephone call.
I did not suspect you to be,
Insensitive and distant when you chose to be.
And had no regard for the feelings of others...
Until I caught you embellishing,
Something you did for someone claimed...
When I was the one who did it,
And you didn't mention me by name.
You've created a game you play entirely by yourself.
Is this something done consciously?
Is this a game played with me you believe I can't see?
Or is it that you are that experienced,
And the game you play and have created...
Only to you when implemented makes sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A thief in one's own house
‘To steal’, the sage declares, ‘is to take things
not given consciously with pleasure’.
Several times my eye has skimmed over this,
with thoughtless affirmation; then today
it hit me like a burst of consciousness.. for
yesterday the hairdresser made her regular visit
for which I’m enormously grateful; yet,
I resent her presence in the house:
sharply scorning all my attempts
at friendly small talk (what a payback
for those sessions of ‘Doing anything special
this weekend, Sir? ’ ‘Going away this year? ’
which I in turn, used to resent..)
Last year she was happy to talk about her teenage son,
ice-hockey wizard; now she slaps any such questions
back in my face… “ ‘ee’s at school now innee? ”
But now my resentment has been named:
hoping to treat every visitor as an honoured guest,
I feel instead a thief in my own house..
How different from the weekly visit of
Mr. Organic Fruit and Veg –
product of three different races, so he tells me -
whose smile lights up a week of days in memory..
Just suppose that we could choose to avoid
all those who do no more than exchange
their ‘goods and services’ without a smile..
who do not see their job as
‘giving consciously with pleasure’..
Gone the days of cheeky, chirpy,
cheerful, cocky Cockney ticket collectors
who turned a busload of passengers
into a performance art.. giving
their service consciously with pleasure
and returned by all..
In my first philosophy class,
seeking to position myself as the class joker,
(in the days when ‘waking up’ was our first task)
I smugged this observation about being so ‘asleep’
that in the morning at the tube station,
I said thank you to the ticket machine…
Maybe I was onto something there.
So, a resolution; never now merely to ‘hand over’, but
to give consciously with pleasure..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Extinct Family
Say lovely lady, can you help a gentleman safely cross the street?
Escort him home at night, treat him to dinner by romantic candlelight
Emancipation reigns supreme
She wears the trousers, skirts are rarely seen
Emancipation reigns supreme
Its just a matter of time for men to become extinct finally
Say, whats for dinner honey?
No, he will never say those words again
Be quiet when she gets home
In this feminine system youd better leave her alone
Emancipation reigns supreme
She wears the trousers, skirts are rarely seen
Emancipation reigns supreme
Its just a matter of time for men to become extinct finally
Men extinct finally, gone
She wears the trousers, Kate Bush for president
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In Search Of Truth!
Religion, philosophy and science search for truth;
The approach of search of each may be different;
But the object of search for everyone is the same!
Religion by devotion tries to explore great truth;
Philosophy intellectually tries to know the truth;
Science experimentally tries to infer to know truth.
Spiritualists super-consciously explore to realize truth;
Mystics by Nature mysticism experience existing truth;
Poets using imagination explore the existence of truth!
Emotionally, intellectually and spiritually all try in life
To know, realize, experience and feel truth in all;
Understanding that is the main purpose of life for all!
Whatever be the approach of all in search of truth
Nature is the only link for everyone’s approach here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Most of us do not consciously look at movies.
quote by Roger Ebert
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Deeds Done They Do To Leave
Don't you believe people make mistakes?
And should be forgiven for those they make?
'Sure.
I've made quite a few myself.
And not one did I make,
Was an intention to undermine someone else,
Consciously.
Nor did I,
With a premeditation done...
Inflict sorrow on anyone.
Those are not 'mistakes'.
That is a remorse received for a thing done,
Now bringing feelings of guilt and grief.
Feelings of guilt that brings one grief,
Is a payback.
And those are divinely distributed.
Mistakes can be corrected.
Heartaches and 'breaks'...
Are way beyond my jurisdiction to mend.
They require much prayer and faith.
And that is what I have relied on to keep my head up,
To protect from those of destructive forces.
So those who choose to say,
They should be forgiven for making mistakes.
And expect a forgiveness done...
Are 'consciously' approving their own devious activities.
That is the way I see deeds done they do to leave.
With expectations to continue their deceptions.
After an appropriate forgiveness has been delivered.'
Those are not mistakes.
And there is quite a difference.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dragged Into The Open
I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.
Living in denial is not a gift to cherish,
By anyone seeking others to disparage.
Opening one's eyes to be freed of dishonesty,
Reveals the truth within.
Realizing a critique quickly given...
Is not neccessarily meant as negativity.
I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.
And if so much which is soiled is publicly exposed,
Denying its existence only tarnishes more...
The credibility of those,
Believing they can hide to smother anything...
Under impressive dress.
In the wearing of brand new clothes recently purchased.
And yet,
Missing a message when delivered and told.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I consciously try to end my novels at a point where I won't have to wonder about my characters ever again.
quote by Anne Tyler
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I like animals because they are not consciously cruel and don't betray each other.
quote by Taylor Caldwell
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I don't consciously do anything to maintain a unique voice.
quote by Thomas Perry
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It is important for us consciously to say, or claim, only the things we want rather than what we do not want.
quote by Darren L. Johnson
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