When you remove the risk, you remove the challenge. When you remove the challenge, you wither on the vine.
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Live As If You're Getting What It Is
Remove the 'maybe'
From the things you need.
Remove the 'maybe'
From dreams you want to see.
Remove the heartache,
From those setbacks.
Keep on trying.
Your wishes with those wants,
Will someday end that teasing.
Remove the 'maybe'
From hope and faith.
Do whatever that hardwork takes.
Remove the sadness from your smile.
And live as if you're getting what it is...
And it's tasty!
Remove the 'maybe'
From the things you need.
Remove the 'maybe'
From dreams you want to see.
Remove the heartache,
From those setbacks.
And live as if you're getting what it is...
And it's tasty!
Spiced the way you like it,
And tasty!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When You Pick the Ticks Off Monkeys
Your love for monkeys,
Leaves a lump right here...
In my throat!
And I get so emotional,
When you swing from branch to tree branch...
On a vine,
Swinging...
Like one who has swung on a rope!
And when you pick ticks...
From another monkey's fur?
I get teary eyed...
Just watching what occurs!
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
You remove the itch.
You remove that itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
You remove the itch.
You remove that itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
You remove the itch.
You remove that itch.
Your love for monkeys,
Leaves a lump right here...
In my throat!
And I get so emotional,
When you swing from branch to tree branch...
On a vine,
Swinging...
Like one who has swung on a rope!
And when you pick ticks...
From another monkey's fur?
I get teary eyed...
Just watching what occurs!
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You remove the itch.
You remove the itch.
You remove thst itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
When you pick the ticks off monkeys,
You remove the itch.
You remove the itch.
You remove that itch.
Can you do this even faster?
And remove that itch!
Can you do this even faster?
And remove that itch!
Can you do this even faster?
And remove that itch!
And remove that itch!
And remove that itch,
Every bit!
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You removed the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You removed the itch.
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh,
You removed the itch.
You removed the itch.
You removed that itch...
From the tick inflicted monkeys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bereavement is the sharpest challenge to our trust in God; if faith can overcome this, there is no mountain which it cannot remove.
Remove These Obstacles
Remove these obstacles,
I have now on my path.
I wish to attract happiness...
With a peace of mind,
Coming to find me at last!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I dismiss with a resistance to conflicts.
And detailed to welcome that,
As a fact of life made for me legit!
Remove I will burdens carried on my back!
I am choosing not to identify,
Confrontations on my path...
I must endure all my life!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I once lived,
I now dismiss!
Remove these obstacles,
From my mind.
Where I've encouraged their nourishment,
And given them reason to exist!
Remove these obstacles!
Remove them...
I insist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where Is The Minute Within That Hour
If today is not the time for it...
Then where is the minute within that hour,
That the challenge comes...
For those living to witness something soon,
Has to be done...
Comes.
To remove the invitation of confusion.
If today is not the time for it...
Then where is the minute within that hour,
That the challenge comes...
And everyone is awakened,
Shakened from their deep...
Festive sleep,
Of delusions kept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminishing Defenses
Let's remove the platitudes.
And rid the phony subtleties,
To dropp to be who we are...
To let that be seen,
Moving forward to do more progressive things.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes,
I defend. You defend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
And let's do it to prove,
It done,
To do.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes,
I defend. You defend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let us remove those platitudes
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Let us remove those platitudes
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To renounce liberty is to renounce being a man, to surrender the rights of humanity and even its duties. For he who renounces everything no indemnity is possible. Such a renunciation is incompatible with man's nature to remove all liberty from his will is to remove all morality from his acts.
quote by Jean Jacques Rousseau
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Introducing Doubt To Weaken
Remove I've done,
From a confinement to undo.
And to choose to escape,
From perceptions...
Time,
Has taught me to erase.
Remove I've done,
The faking of false faces.
Kept to do,
In fear that I would offend someone...
And masquerading in pretense,
Would find my presence more accepted.
Remove I've done,
Notions of impressions to give.
And to strip myself to expose my identity,
Has meant more to more...
Than the approval of someone lessened,
By a harboring of their own hidden insecurities.
Removed from me I have done,
Those kinds of deliberating limitations.
Introducing doubt to weaken,
My desire to live my life...
Free of anyone's ability,
To qualify the passing of their judgements.
That action,
Is not invited or solicited in defining my life...
Lived the way it has been intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Id
Who are we, without a name?
without an identity,
we are all the same
I'm as right as I can be.
merely people among people,
just called something different
not clossed a certin type.
Lose all form of identity,
remove our etiquette
of who and what we might be,
and equality we have met.
we are simply individual packages,
same content,
uniquely wrapped.
Remove the common ID
between me and you,
look and you will see,
the same way that I do.
poem by Roger Naya
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Remove This Doubt
Its hurting me
Its hurting me
This doubt is hurting me
So remove this doubt
From my heart little girl
And let me live my life
Knowing you care
Remove this doubt
From my mind little girl
And let me breathe again
Feeling my love is shared
Each time we meet
You make me feel so incomplete
Theres no joy in the air
I just dont think you care
Close the door
On doubt forever
And may it nevermore
Make me unsure
Turn the key
And lock away this doubt in me
Keep it in the dark
Not in my heart
Be more tender
Completely surrender
Your love to me
Is sweet and not discrete
Remove this doubt
From my heart little girl
And let me live my life
Knowing you care
Remove this doubt
From my mind little girl
And let me breathe again
Knowing my love is shared
Each time we meet
You make me feel so incomplete
Theres no joy in the air
I just dont think you care
Remove this doubt from my heart (6x)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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If That Is To Be My Experience
Please,
Do not remove the thorns from that rose.
I wish to experience every bit of it.
If I can not handle it and it should prick,
Let me be the obe to adjust to it.
I want to know what it is as it is.
Not what you wish me to believe,
To leave me to discover...
You decided to have me,
Think of it as something else.
Please,
Do not remove the thorns from that rose.
I've chosen it just the way it is...
Thorns and all.
I will never appreciate it,
If you make the decision...
To keep me from getting pricked.
If that is to be my experience...
Let it be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Small hole
I tried to dig the small hole
Could not make it out as whole
It was not difficult at all
But it was unwarranted call
The defense shield is like full cover
No one can think to penetrate ever
Still it is wroth to try and break the defense
The road can lay open even if forest is dense
Many lives are lost in probing the unknown land
You meet with hostile reaction from even friends
It is never given a free hand to have an easy access
It is in fact crucial and difficult phase
It is challenge and must be accepted
Somewhere lacuna can be found out and preempted
The risk may always be there to be bound you by thought
But the battles are never won without being fought
This is old concept and still relevant in present day
One gets whole review before deciding the way
It may not only be in depth preparation to meet the threat
But to counter and neutralize it when salutation arises to meet
It is not an easy task to make inroad in difficult terrain
It makes all the more difficult in rain
Whatever may be the difficulties and hurdles?
They have to be sorted out in deep forest or jungles
If one sees no reason or danger from any quarter?
He must take it as challenge and prepare to barter
It speaks of your great ability to counter and move
There has to be left behind nothing to remove
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Some People Can Fall In and Out of It
I need more than superstition,
To remove suspicions I have of love.
I feel as if,
I have been sentenced as a convict.
And I did nothing but wish to want to know love.
Some people can fall in and out of it.
THAT...
I just don't get!
Others need to know value and substance.
As if to become inducted into some hall of fame.
Either because of a name change,
Or a brain induced by temporary insanity.
And love does that.
The thought of it can make one crazed,
While possessed with excessive obsessed delusion.
Experiencing the depths of it can make one sick.
Especially when suggested remedies are not acceptable.
Like patience, virtue and loyalty.
Terms outdated but some say they work!
I need more than superstition,
To remove suspicions I have of love.
I just don't buy into this forever after stuff.
The minds of the people are just too corrupt today.
I feel as if,
I have been sentenced as a convict.
And I did nothing but wish to want to know love.
With the hope to explore the significance of it.
That's all.
Some people can fall in and out of it.
THAT...
I just don't get!
My mind, heart and soul has to be in the mix!
For me to feel it is legit.
I have been left feeling empty.
But no longer will I give my heart to someone,
Who returns to me an ice cold attitude.
Because I might be in the mood!
And they are plotting to remove me from their agenda.
I've been trained to recognize traps like that!
But love...
Is like playing Blackjack or shooting craps.
What a risk to gamble away like that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accepting To Do It Is Not A Trick
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
Those with faith and outreaching done,
Are looked upon as dissenters.
But this has to be overcomed.
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
Some say it is much to late.
And what appears on the horizon,
Is an introduction of an ill fate.
But illusions embraced stay as they are.
If invited into minds,
Believing what appears can not be barred.
But a barring done is a possibility!
If one refuses what one is told is meant to be.
As an accepted reality.
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
But this too shall pass and be overcomed.
When the feeding to a mind...
Seeks to witness a happiness done.
It's just that simple!
And accepting to do it is not a trick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remove Her Necklace
City Park and a path of flowers at dusk,
The dream-inducing night;
I’m in love, I’m in love
With her Christmas heart
And wait for her to meet me
A quarter past midnight.
In a primitive motel,
We’ll rest from the highway,
I’ll remove her necklace
And kiss the nape of her neck;
I’ll remove her glasses
And kiss her delicate eyes
Of inner vision,
She is all I desire to see.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Smile, Fake and Get Paid
Hey...
When you are in a state of denial,
And most of the people supporting you...
Have endorsed your position,
With cheers heard too?
And wish you continued success?
Why not fight for the cause,
Of expanded ridiculousness?
When it is known one represents constituents...
Too juiced with self importance.
And they have shown undenying faithfulness.
Why admit that a ship sinks?
Just pass around designer sponges during brunch.
Smile, fake and get paid.
You'll have time to remove a mask.
And in this environment with climate fixed,
No one will ask of you to remove it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth That Is
Deplete not from me,
Truth that is.
Let me face it.
Without discouragement.
Or hurry to hide...
From that which I do not like.
Or might disturb me inside.
Or deny.
Let my consciousness accept,
What my eyes and head rejects.
With an openness my heart allows...
And helps me respect.
Remove my quickness to object,
A reality that may upset.
That comes to challenge my neglect,
As it is reflected.
And not to deceive myself to believe...
Truth is a perception,
That I can chose to ignore!
Turn my back on it and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grip, Lick, Zip Up and Leave
Remove me from your cruising list.
I know what you see.
And believe is me.
But my mind aint into it.
Although physically I may tease...
I'm much more than just a piece of fresh meat,
To eat for a fast treat.
So you can grip, lick, zip up and leave.
I'm not that kind of adventurist.
Not with chumps or chicks...
Who need to satisfy a munching done,
Applied to their overstretched lips.
'Put your metal to the pedal.
And get over it! '
Remove me from your cruising list.
I am out to take a peaceful stroll.
I'm not into 'quickies'
To be picked up by slick tricks.
Nor do I have interests to submit myself,
To limits of whims to hit it and split.
Giving into temptations like them?
Me?
I aint into it.
Especially when there are no long range benefits,
Invested with romance connected.
'No 'YOU' are the one who don't know what time it is!
If you knew that you wouldn't be trying to waste mine.
Go home to your spouse.
Or whoever it is you lie to! '
Remove me from your cruising list.
I know what you see.
And believe is me.
But my mind aint into it.
So you aint gripping to lick!
But you can zip up and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Unabashed Poet
The Unabashed Poet
I stand before you to defy death
Remove the smirks
The ants and the bees
Off your face
Remove the grimaces
And chase the annoying smurfs.
I am neither a fool
Nor a tool
Of this sick society
Which is drowning in the sea
Of hypocrisy.
I want to defy death
I want to see the other side
Of the mountainside
And subsequently return to earth
To dictate countless stories
Like in the movies
Where the plots are perfect
And the special effects are incredibly surreal
I want to comeback to erect
Statues and to make a big deal
Out of this uneventful experience
I want to comeback to make sense
Out of everything:
Life and death; love and hate
I want to comeback to talk about nothing
About us, you, me and my fate.
Sometimes facial expressions
Are more understood than verbal descriptions.
I stand before you to challenge your intellect
Believe me my friends; no one is perfect.
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This I Affirm
Please bestow upon me,
The abundance I wish...
To be left at my doorstep,
Now.
Not tomorrow.
I have yet to touch that dawn that comes.
And remove those shadows of grief,
That would have me believe I cast them!
Send them back to attach,
To whomever and where they came.
Strap that fast to their backs.
Open the door!
And release my mind from its limitation!
This I affirm!
This...
I demand!
If I am here to do Your will,
This...
You will see as done for me!
And with my faith You will be,
Eternally believed.
This I affirm.
As Your gifts I receive.
In a gratefulness,
That keeps me knowing I am Yours to bless.
Remove those obstacles off my path.
And away from my doorsteps.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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