Keep Smiling
don't be shouting
i know that you are
don't be upset
i know that you are
don't be regret
i know that you are
eventually
you know that i am
not loving you are
ahh -
keep smiling please
Copyright © 2012 ℠
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Shouting...
i cannot sleep for this constant shouting...
the shouting of trees, the shouting of alleyways,
the shouting of rats crawling through trash.
the shouting of needles and Family Bibles,
the shouting of flags folded and given.
the shouting of machines, abandoned and morose,
the shouting of fields gone barren.
the shouting of poverty ripping color from being,
the shouting of hunger in faces silent.
the shouting of guns loaded and unloaded,
the shouting of clinics, filled without names.
the shouting of prayers wriiten in pavement,
the shouting of rivers filled with sewage.
the shouting of birth, and the shouting of death...
the shouting of love, distant and forgotten.
the shouting of god, in doubt's innumerable forms.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Goods From Your Efforts
Rise to the occasion each time met.
No matter how brisk cool breezes blow.
Or temperatures heated to leave you wet.
Bring with it uncomfortable humidity.
To slow the affects of your expectations.
Do not let a breaking of sweat upset.
Or keep a goal that is set to let slip,
From its fixed position in your mind.
And eventually the goods from your efforts,
Will deliver to you prosperity in time.
Do not let a breaking of sweat upset.
Or temperatures heated to leave you wet,
To slow the affects of your expectations.
And eventually the goods from your efforts,
Will leave you cheering to erase every regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Could
When
Love
Teasing
..........
I could only smile
and keep smiling
Copyright © 2012
Eventually I'll Die Aug 21st,2012
EVENTUALLY I'LL DIE Aug 21st,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Sometime, somehow, someplace, I am eventually going to die,
Fortunately or unfortunately, I still don't know why,
Eventually I'd like to arrange the time and place and die,
Have good family and friends around and arrange to say goodbye.
But right now, death with dignity is against all our laws,
They did it to Sue Rodriguez to activists' applause,
After they allowed abortions, so politically correct,
Killing thousands of unborn babies but they claim they're perfect.
You don't have to be a genius to see that there's something wrong,
Is it possible by the time I die; they'll have changed their song?
If we had binding referendums, we could change all this,
But no way, they'll allow us to have anything like the Swiss.
Aug 21st,2012
poem by James Bredin
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In My Mind Am I My Enemy
If I get upset.
Regret those limits met.
In my mind am I...
My,
Enemy?
You,
Can't free me!
No way.
Until,
I know...
What that freedom means,
To me!
You,
Can't free me!
No way.
Until,
I know...
What that freedom means,
To me!
If I live in doubt.
And voice this from my mouth,
From dawn until the night falls...
Am,
I...
Free?
If I get upset.
Regret those limits met.
In my mind am I...
My,
Enemy?
If I live in doubt.
Are my needs freed?
And voice this from my mouth.
Are my needs freed?
If I get upset.
Are my needs freed?
Regret those limits met.
Are my needs freed?
If I live in doubt.
Are my needs freed?
And voice this from my mouth.
Are my needs freed?
If I get upset.
Are my needs freed?
Regret those limits met.
Are my needs freed?
You,
Can't free me!
No way.
Until,
I know...
What that freedom means,
To me!
No 'you',
Can't free me!
No way.
Until,
I know...
What that really means,
To me!
If I live in doubt.
Are my needs freed?
And voice this from my mouth.
Are my needs freed?
If I get upset.
Are my needs freed?
Regret those limits met.
Are my needs freed?
If I get upset.
Regret those limits met.
In my mind am I...
My,
Enemy?
And...
Are my needs freed?
And...
Are my needs freed?
And...
Are my needs freed?
And...
Are my needs freed?
If I get upset.
Regret those limits met.
In my mind am I...
My,
Enemy?
AND...
Are my needs freed?
AND...
Are my needs freed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Love Must Pass
if the anger is still in control of yourself
do not force to speak
because everything will be in vain
that is left is regret
and pain.. what would you bear it?
you calm down for a moment - i am waiting
and i will waiting
because i would be gone from your side then
Copyright © 2012 ℠
Hmph...People
Leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
I'm not talking to you.
'I see.
Then...
Who ARE you talking to? '
No one in particular.
It has been a while since I've said it.
And it is refreshing to know,
You weren't offended at all.
I remember the days,
My saying that would upset you.
'Why should I feel offended?
Or upset.
I was hoping you weren't going to ask me,
Where I am going? '
What?
Where are you going?
'That's none of your business.
And I'm hoping that doesn't offend.
Now you can practice not getting upset.'
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
And I'm not a child.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
And what are you laughing about?
'I was only teasing.
I'm not going anywhere.'
Oh yes you are!
You're going to leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
People!
They will do anything to get on your nerves.
Upset?
As if I was that easily provoked!
Hmph...people!
'I heard that.'
Who cares!
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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Ameen
there's something that
...... scary me......
when love begins to lose meaning
then the dreams never ever comes true
ouh- it really scare me
it seems i'm not need worried - i still having hope
because i know God loves me
He blessed me to loving you, now and forever
(ameen)
Copyright © 2012
Upset?
Upset?
You know you still can use the option,
Of blaming someone else.
Trying to be accountable now...
Will only confuse the issue,
With additional complexities.
Do like the others do.
Refuse to acknowledge any involvement.
In 'anything'.
You must have recently been strickened,
With a tremendous dose of awareness?
I understand.
Trust me.
But pounding your fists against the wall,
Is not going to change the presence of reality.
And cursing someone is only a temporary relief.
Use the option!
This new leader we have,
Definitely has something up his sleeve.
He's out to destroy the big boys.
You?
He considers a troublesome flea.
Blame it on a missed train...
Or something.
There is no need for 'you' to be upset.
Regret you let yourself become upset and snap out of it.
What do you want me to do?
Hold your hand?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother's Day 2012
A mother is a special being
That keeps the human race going
Who is so caring and is so loving
Who does most of the babies' rearing
Who does a lot of hard-working
Who does the home-making
Who keeps the routine chores moving
Who does the children's teaching
Who is predominately sacrificing
Who, when someone's sick, does the nursing
A lovely, loving human being
Created by God.
Let's wish all mothers
‘A Happy Mothers Day today! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-05-2012
poem by John Celes
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Purple... Purple
Purple... Purple;
Such a beautiful
Color-
You wore it with clever
Intentions to lull her.
Purple... Purple;
You knew it was my favorite.
Purple... Purple;
You'd chuckle as you'd brave it.
Ever... Ever;
You promised
Your heart-
She charmed and disarmed you
Before you could start.
Ever... Ever;
You'd drown in your tears.
Ever... Ever;
Though she'd fade with years.
Smiling... Smiling;
I'd never
Forget-
That smile above that purple
Before you'd regret.
Smiling... Smiling;
You'd smile for her.
Smiling... Smiling;
Dying, though you were.
Never... Never;
I left with
No pause-
Your wallowing sickness gave me
Plenty cause.
Never... Never;
You seem far away.
Never... Never;
Despite what you'd say.
Pity... Pity;
I lost all
For you-
Pity... Pity;
What one girl
Can do.
poem by Singer Joy
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How To Train A Snake
How To Train A Snake
Date: August 22,2012
Teach me not to suffer, dear
To rise up from the fall
Teach me to feel the sunshine
And to understand the call
Teach my heart, to be as stone
Numbed against the sting
Teach me how to shed my skin
And never feel a thing
Teach me how to carry on
To close the open doors
Teach me to darken every page
And never yearn for more
Teach me all, you know so well
To search for prey, as you
Teach me how to slither by
Still smiling when I'm through
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Someday
Do not tease me with a lump of hope
if the pieces will be regret for me, later
Do not give me a charming smile
if it will be a prolonged cry for me, later
Do not ask me to forget you
if it will be soon longing
If you forget to be a longing.. not a moment to realize that 'I fell in love with you again' someday
Copyright © 2012 ℠
Sonnet: To Sweety - The Last Girl of Our Family
The last of children born of parents two
Most loving, righteous, dutiful, sincere,
Kept cheerful and kept others smiling too,
Becoming loved and petted and most dear!
Her simple nature astonished the rest;
Her ‘take it easy policy' worked well;
Her calm and helping nature beat the best;
Her share in doing chores had much to tell!
She was a nurse to father when sick-old;
She never cared for make-up or jewels;
Her patience was astounding to the world;
God made her photogenic than all else!
She chose to be a college teacher good,
And kept her cheer, without losing her mood!
Most lovingly dedicated to my dearest last sister,
Mrs. A.Dhaya Mary Rexina M.Sc., M.Phil. CBE
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-09-2012
poem by John Celes
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This Is Not Right
You may as well reveal it,
When the time comes
For it to be revealed.
Concealing misdeeds done,
Wont heal.
And feelings hurt,
Are not going to stop dirt...
Scooped up and thrown,
Overnight!
Especially if someone has been lied upon,
And the one responsible
Has done this out of spite!
To incite and ignite.
Was that you?
This is not right.
And things like this done,
Eventually exposes deception,
In broad daylight.
Leading to further misunderstandings...
With the wrong people left not speaking.
And those not involved,
Cursing each other into fights!
This is not right.
It is better to be direct.
Than to get upset...
By weaving a web of hatred,
And deception...
One will regret!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(That's What You Get) For Lovin' Me
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
Now don't you shed a tear for me
I ain't the love you thought I'd be
I've had a hundred just like you
But don't be blue I'll have a thousand before I'm through
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
Now there you go, you're cryin' again
You should have known how things would end
But then some day when your poor heart is on the mend
I just might pass this way again
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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For Lovin' Me
(words & music by gordon lightfoot)
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
Now don't you shed a tear for me
I ain't the love you thought i'd be
I've had a hundred just like you
But don't be blue i'll have a thousand before i'm through
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
Now there you go, you're cryin' again
You should have known how things would end
But then some day when your poor heart is on the mend
I just might pass this way again
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
That's what you get for loving me
Everything we had is gone, you can see
That's what you get for loving me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Let's Just Try
Let's Just Try
Date: September 19,2012
I'm trying to forgive the hurt
For all you've said and done
I'm trying hard to understand
Though my heart tells me to run
I'm trying hard to find a way
To lay down the grief and doubt
I'm trying hard, so very hard
To chase the demons out
I'm trying still, to turn a cheek
To forget the bitter blows
I'm trying now, with all my might
To rise above the snow
I'm really trying to accept your faults
And understand mine too
I'm really trying to make things right
We've still so much to do
I'm trying, trying to be strong
To bear the crippling weight
Trying hard to make a change
I hope it's not too late
I'll keep on trying, yes I will
As long as you try too
Because for me, it's worth the strife
To keep on loving you
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Do you know what exactly freedom means?
Freedom means breathing deeply
Thinking loudly
Shouting noiselessly
Crying quietly
Loving honestly
Shining brightly
Treating fairly
Acting strangely
Singing lovely
Watching carefully
Smiling happily
Speaking voicelessly
Being friendly
Do you know what freedom means?
Have you ever thought about that?
Freedom means try to be YOURSELF
poem by Reihaneh Jalalian
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