Return Of The Rat
You better watch out
You better beware
Theyre coming from all sides of the country
You better beware
Return of the rat
No, no, no, no!
You better confess
You had better confess
You start to confess and see them through it
You better confess
Originally by greg sage and the wipers
song performed by by Nirvana
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I Must Confess
Today I confess to you
one of my biggest fears
That you don’t feel the same as I do.
Today I confess to you
one of my greatest joys
For this feeling gives me great happiness.
Today I confess to you
my grandest accomplishment
To be able to have this feeling.
Today I must confess to you
That seeing you
Makes me feel complete.
Today I must confess to you
That your touch
Heals all my pain.
Today I must confess to you
what I feel is painful
And it makes it more grand.
Today I must confess to you
That no one shares
What my heart feels for you.
Today I must confess to you
My deepest feeling,
I love you!
poem by Maria Segura
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It Has Been Done
Will I?
Can I?
Yes,
I adore you.
And that isn't easy,
For someone like me to confess.
Stripped from a wall,
Where my emotions hid.
Kidding myself,
With passions I forbid.
And here you are...
To do to me what you just did!
Will I?
Can I?
Yes,
I adore you.
And that isn't easy,
For someone like me to confess.
You have no idea,
How quickly that has been addressed.
And I am so glad we met,
To pursue together this happiness.
Oh boy...
Will I?
Can I?
Yes,
I adore you.
And that isn't easy,
For someone like me to confess.
Yet...
It has been done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confess your sins to the Lord and you will be forgiven; confess them to man and you will be laughed at.
quote by Josh Billings
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I Confess
It is true.
I confess.
I have been spoiled.
And My Father,
The Almighty...
Knows this confession best.
When I feel I have a need,
And I please My Father...
With deeds I attempt,
And some not successfully...
My Father decides,
To then surprise.
It is true.
I confess.
I have been spoiled.
And My Father,
The Almighty...
Knows this confession best.
When I pray each day,
And express my gratefulness...
I don't take for granted,
Those blessings from My Father...
I know from Him I get.
When I find I struggle,
And I am wet with sweat...
I am comforted by My Father,
Who then allows...
My peace and rest.
It is true.
I confess.
I have been spoiled.
And My Father,
The Almighty...
Knows this confession best.
Before Him I place no 'thing' I value more.
Before My Father,
I profess a love for him that is adored.
My loyalty and devotion,
Is given without thought.
And My Father and I...
Tackle those obstacles,
He assists me to abort.
It is true.
I confess.
I have been spoiled.
And My Father,
The Almighty...
Knows this confession best.
And nothing do I have do I take for granted.
I know from 'WHOM' my gifts have come.
I know from 'WHOM' has 'allowed' this to be done!
It is true.
I confess.
I have been spoiled.
And My Father,
The Almighty...
Knows this confession best.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enhanced Awareness
I confess...
I am guilty!
I do exercise,
To enhance my stamina.
I watch my diet,
To enhance health.
I meditate,
To enhance my peace of mind.
And I do the best I can...
To ignore the ignorance
Coming from people like you,
Who seem to enjoy
Seeing my fingers ball into a fist,
Resisting it from splitting your lip!
So yes,
I confess!
I am guilty as charged,
For using enhanced awareness...
To keep me from behind jail cell bars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flashs Confession
Ive just had a dream that I never will forget,
And I wish I could erase.
I was standing on the street with a whole crowd of people
And no one knew my name.
And I was just another face
No one looked at me or touched me
Spoke to or acknowledged me.
I had no identity or individuality
No thoughts of my own, no mind or personality.
I was just a no one, a total nonentity
Im just a number waiting to be called.
It is time for confessing it all,
Im just another face,
Yes, its time for confessing it all.
Been a cheat, been a crook,
Never gave I always took.
Crushed people to acquire
Anything that I desired.
Been deceitful and a liar
Now Im facing hell fire.
I cant believe that my time has come
For confessing all the evil
And the wrong that Ive done.
The reckonings come
And now Im just a no one.
I confess to the timid and the meek
To the cripples and the beggars
And the tramps in the street.
I confess my cruelty, my ego and conceit,
Ive opened up my body and looked inside
And Im everything that I once despised.
I confess for the thieves,
The affected and deranged,
I confess for the muggers and incurably insane,
I confess to the ugly for being vain,
I confess to those I hurt for causing them pain.
Im just a number
Waiting to be called
And its time for confessing it all,
And Im just another face,
And it is time for confessing it all,
Yes, its time for confessing it all,
Yes, its time for confessing it all.
song performed by by Kinks
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Heartsong
Come in
Make yourself at home
Im a bit late
Hate to make you wait
But heart songs
Are still on my mind
Theres never the time
To write down these lines
How can you say
That I dont need you
Just be sure
No more, no less
Let love confess to you
What you must do
Come on
Lets hit the road
Im up to my tricks
I know they seem cold
But heart songs
Are all that I am
I use the same words
To say the same things
How can you say
That I dont need you
Just be sure
No more, no less
Let love confess to you
What you must do
How can you say
That I dont need you
Just be sure
No more, no less
Let love confess to you
No less
song performed by by Zwan
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You Ask Me To Confess
bewildered about what's going on
outside your world
beyond those veils and curtains
you beg that i confess
what you see in me is what you really are,
and this you ask that
i must confess all my sins
so i can be saved
from what? my silence is asking.
as a friend there are matters to be reconsidered
saving my soul is never any other person's business
i even have to find a location for it when it wants to rest
my silence is a rock in the middle of the river's rage.
there is a black bird there that sings under the whiteness of the clouds
drinking every raindrop
that we do not expect to fall in the middle of a bright day
i need not confess
there are so many poems written and scattered everywhere
that i made
they have mouths and in the corners of the lonely nights
they all sing my own madness
both on sadness and joys,
they have said everything that you badly want to hear.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Easier On Your Mind
There are things we need to tell,
something we must share,
a failing we have.
The problem is how do we tell them?
Will they push us aside when they know?
These are the questions
that torment us from time to time.
There are no lies attached
in what we have to confess.
Just our shame in what we do.
It’s not easy to tell someone something
they might feel uneasy about.
You need to confess though
as it is good for the soul
and easier on your mind.
7 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Unrocked By a Sweet and Boldened Glow
If all my needs were multipled,
I'd still find a reason,
To lay in a helpless restlessness.
Yet feeding sleeplessly...
And much awake.
Something has surrounded me!
And from me away from it,
I can not shake.
From this I can not break away.
Captured I am and there's no escape.
Unsatisfied although I am pleased.
With a feeling of a selfishness...
I desire more and more,
And more of it to increase in me.
What is this?
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.
Something has surrounded me!
And from me away from it,
I can not shake.
If all my needs were multiplied,
I'd still find a reason,
To lay in a helpless restlessness.
Yet feeding sleeplessly...
And much awake.
What is this?
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.
Yes...
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.
I can't resist it.
Nor can dismiss it.
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
What is this?
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
But what is this?
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
What is this?
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
What is this?
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
And I confess it!
What is this?
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Beaming with a gleam...
That fills in my soul.
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Lovers Confess
In this boat out on the sea
I cant see land
Hiding out and biding its time
Yet its all around
Shimmering sun for day
Jealous moon will prey
On the mind of an unfulfilled soul
Life seems a moment away
Challenging and beckoning
Needing this freedom today
On the night when lovers confess
Chilling winds will blow through this heart
And wont let me rest
Matchwood bridges are doin their best
To keep us apart
Love that was meant to be
Love that was sent to me
In the land of troubles and peace
Life seems a moment away
Challenging and beckoning
Loving this freedom today
On the night when lovers confess
[solo]
Life seems a moment away
Challenging and beckoning
Loving this freedom today
On the night when lovers confess
When lovers confess their love
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Beware Of Darkness
Watch out now, take care
Beware of falling swingers
Dropping all around you
The pain that often mingles
In your fingertips
Beware of darkness
Watch out now, take care
Beware of the thoughts that linger
Winding up inside your head
The hopelessness around you
In the dead of night
Beware of sadness
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for
Watch out now, take care
Beware of soft shoe shufflers
Dancing down the sidewalks
As each unconscious sufferer
Wanders aimlessly
Beware of maya
Watch out now, take care
Beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go
While weeping atlas cedars
They just want to grow, grow and grow
Beware of darkness (beware of darkness)
song performed by by George Harrison
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Fashion Party
Tonight were gonna have a good time
Oh were really gonna have a good time
Tonight were gonna have a good time
Oh were really gonna have a good time
Confess you look at her
Confess youd like to be with her
Confess you look at her
Confess youd like to be with her
Confess!
Confess you look at her
Baby,
Blue-eyed connie walker
Is a fashion model
Youll lose her
Youll lose her
Blue-eyed connie walker
Is a fashion model
Youll lose her
Youll lose her
Do it/do it/youll do it
Dance yourself mad
Dance yourself mad
Youll like it
Youll like it
Fashion party
Were gonna have a real good time
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Fading Spirituality
They've wanted me to confess
my sins
to a man I did not know
yet I pondered as a child
which way shall I go
an alter boy
with a tad of an ego
confess my hurtful feelings
to a priest
whose seeds, I would not sow
through out the annals of time
the immoral, unjust, lied
while they cover up
their transgressions, they laughed and scoffed
while we cried
I now see clearly
there will indeed be weeping and
gnashing of teeth
to no avail
yet while I sit here
in an empty pew
parishioner-less
on a Sunday afternoon
still searching for truth indeed and
never seeing
the holy grail
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Confession Of A Rose
Were I to buy her a rose
And confess my heart
To lay bare my feelings
As honest and true
That my soul intention
Is to be beside her
There when she is in need
To hold her hand
To talk and listen
Were I to tell the world
How beautiful I find her
How I always smile
When I say her name
How she is kind, caring
With a love I admire
Were I to kiss her once
And hold her in my arms
I doubt I could ever let go
Were I to buy her a rose
Were I to say these words
Were I to confess
My love for you
poem by Matthew Holloway
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So far, So good
Although I’m far from innocent
I have done things I now repent.
In self defence I must protest
I am no worse than all the rest
Whose sins have yet to come to light.
They still profess their innocence
Their sins well hidden out of sight
and yet feel free to take offence.
At peccadilloes I confess.
Which seems to me hypocrisy
as if somehow their sins are less
than those I confess openly.
Because they’re sure nobody knows.
Its human nature I suppose.
09/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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That State of Wellness
WELL, well, well
Here we are again
Back to each other’s mouths?
You and i
Me,
The three sides
Tripod
Talk to me You
I am
(not exactly lonely
But I must confess
I need to talk to someone
Who must confess
To like me
(Silly? But I think we really need
Still
That confirmation that we have
Followed the rules
And that we are
Ok)
Well, well, well
There’s no island
Like a man
Or at least man can be a chain
Linked to one another
That chain that chains his body
To his soul
His soul to another body
A body to another body
All messed up
In the joys and pleasures
Of sorrows and pains
Salad
Days and hours and seconds
And Silence
How many more? How many more
Are becoming dead like
Everyone else
Searching for the meaning of our
Hundred ripening silences
Justifications for pains
Elevating pleasures for blissful joys
How many murmurs more?
At dawn.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Glee
Quickly pass the social glass,
Hence with idle sorrow!
No delay---enjoy today,
Think not of tomorrow!
Life at best is but a span,
Let us taste it whilst we can;
Let us still with smiles confess,
All our aim is happiness!
Childish fears, and sighs and tears
Still to us are strangers;
Why destroy the bud of joy
With ideal dangers?
Let the song of pleasure swell;
Care with us shall never dwell;
Let us still with smiles confess,
All our aim is happiness!
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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my comment for you, M.O.
THE words are few
each syllable keeps a code
i confess i do not
understand any
but i repeat each again
like i am
a Buddhist chanter
in midnight peace
as sleep chases me
and makes love
in my slumber
it is joy to be with it again
seeing heaven
God's face that they all have
been spitting
i confess again
i cannot understand for i am not at peace
with my past
insufficient for my future
and badly making the present
on a twisted morning
i read the lines again
brief crisp
sounding like my
worst poems....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Chamber
The end is almost here
I am shaking with fear
Trapped inside this hell
I am lost, I'm afraid, it's the truth
The priest has now arrived
And I will not deny
The story of my life
I've betrayed, I confess, it's a shame
Take my life and end my miserable pain
Was it all in vain?
Give me strength to end my time in grace
Can you set me free?
Walking wrapped in chains
Through the chaos of blame
It's pounding in my veins
I'm lost, I'm afraid, it's the truth
Time has arrived
In the chamber I am
There is no return
I've betrayed, I confess, it's a shame
song performed by by Zonata
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