A Delivery To Impress Expectations
The problem with those who find it difficult to progress,
Is an inability to leave what has been done successfully.
To move on to do something next with the same initiative.
That addresses the taking of forward steps.
And not the sitting to reflect on that which has been accomplished.
Like many do.
As if to prove a continued reminiscing sustains status that's valued.
And if it does...
Are those few left impressed motivated enough to do for themselves,
With a delivery to impress expectations?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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To Leave That Way...And Be Left
Moving forward.
To move backwards produces a useless effect.
For anyone making paces made to advance steps.
To become free and escape from that which has no depth.
That which expresses no interest to accept...
Progression.
Is to live awakened without expectations to get!
One has to decide,
What is valued and precious to endear.
And what is too cumbersome to carry.
And should be left behind without fear.
To be forgotten in one's past to disappear.
If one has chosen Sun to spark enlightenment.
With an attraction to darkness dead!
To leave that way...
And and be left to stay ineffective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Progress Is the Concept That Inspires Ideas
To move forward,
In thought.
Or in actual movement.
Means exactly that!
Not to discuss it,
As if to do so will get it done.
To move forward takes applied effort.
If a repeated situation,
Does not get resolved.
Because there is something,
In one's consciousness that blocks this.
Moving forward is not going to be accomplished.
To make noticeable progress.
And progress is the concept that inspires ideas.
Rarely, if ever...
Does enlightenment stirs or occurs,
To one 'enhanced' by the driven excitement of stagnation.
Unless this has been determined as a fresh activity.
And for a very few,
This may be a possibility.
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What Is It Now Are You Left To Believe?
What sense is it to hold grudges against,
The one who comes to warn?
To then have them depicted as negative,
With a dismissing of the warning?
Only to wonder when alone and reminiscing,
Why were you picked to be chosen to warn?
By and 'angel' who came but was not adorned,
To address you enough to impress with a message.
What is it now are you left to believe?
A listening to comprehend?
When you could have prevented,
An agony suffered with much regret?
And the one who warned you bitterly scorned.
Believing them evil and full of devil-ment?
What is it now are you left to believe?
Only those dressed to impress,
Have your best interests?
With deceptions you'd rather receive?
Or do you find more time to reflect,
Who comes delivering messages...
You should consider and accept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Looking From Side To Side
Some take forward steps,
Just to impress.
With a looking from side to side.
Others take forward steps,
To accomplish and succeed...
What some believed they could not do.
And the ones who take forward steps,
To accomplish with the getting of something done...
Have set their sights on heights much higher.
While those who sought with a seeking to impress,
Have discovered they have set no other goals to address.
And exclaim to others they have become bored to death.
The lack of their motivation begins to shows.
Especially when their interests in just getting the attention...
Goes.
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In A Forward Movement
One early morning,
When dawn awakens those yawning...
It will come to some to be realized,
The ones whose minds are fixed...
Have left all regrets to a yesterday,
Missed.
But will not find them sitting,
In hours reminiscing to moan over it.
And a rising done as the sun clears the sky,
With something to accomplishment and pursued...
Is the only thought they have on their minds,
To do!
With a following through until the Sun sets.
Knowing their steps taken,
Were placed in a forward movement.
With a doing done regardless if anyone notices.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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How to Do what Has Been Done Even Better
The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.
And 'if' disappointment,
To the one who receives and gets comes...
Because that one accustomed to giving,
Has no time to fulfill demands on command...
As if a magic wand is in one's hands,
Those who have become spoiled...
Are quick to soil one's reputation.
Without hesitation.
And...
Just as easy as those who believe...
Deeds done by a 'doer',
Is nothing more than picking what is wished...
Out of a hat!
With a rabbit or a cat.
And perhaps a few flying doves...
As an added surprise to delight and satisfy,
Those sitting with nothing else to give,
But critique and suggestions...
On how to do what has been done,
Even better.
The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.
With a showing of a caring less,
Quick to be expressed from their lips.
'You've ALREADY done 'that'!
I've seen it.
How about you doing 'this'?
With a doing of it...
As if you mean for 'me',
To be impressed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Get Some Rest
Getting little rest...
Isn't what's suggested is the best thing.
But...
Once one is committed,
It's difficult to quit.
Like many would would rather sit,
Just to...
Reminisce a bitterness,
Or...
Ignore the taking of those risks,
To...
Excuse the value of it.
And as a bit of a reminder...
Progress isn't made by sitting.
Progress isn't made by quitting.
Progress takes sacrificing,
What is wanted and what one likes.
And...
Progress isn't made by wishing.
Progress isn't made by shrinking...
Away to sneak a taste of cake,
While awaiting for someone else to make.
And...
Progress isn't made by sitting.
No.
Progress isn't made by quitting.
no.
Progress takes sacrificing,
What one wants, prefers and likes.
And,
Getting little rest...
Isn't what's suggested is the best thing.
But...
Once one is committed,
It's difficult to quit.
Like many would would rather sit,
Just to...
Reminisce a bitterness,
Or...
Ignore the taking of those risks,
To...
Excuse the value of it.
And as a bit of a reminder...
Get up and be tough.
Know,
To quit is not the best thing.
But...
Enough is enough.
And...
When it gets too rough,
You can...
Decide to get tougher.
But...
Get your rest.
Remember,
You can't do nuthin without...
Getting some rest.
You've got to,
Get your rest.
You've got to,
Get some rest!
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Nothing Left To Lose
Something, something's taking over me
Shaking, bottled up inside of me
Crawling, crawling in the shadows so no one finds me
Hiding, paranoid I suffer no sleeping
I'm annoyed, I think you should shut it
Give me no attention or you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
Help me, sitting front of fire I'm melting
Don't you leave me hanging I'm burning
Can't hold on forever
I'm not that stupid
Genius cracking underneath this pressure
Sorry couldn't keep it together
I know I've got it coming, but you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
Save me from myself
Always get your way
Save me from myself
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
You always get your way
I saw you turn away
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Nothing Left To Loose
Something, something's taking over me
Shaking, bottled up inside of me
Crawling, crawling in the shadows so no one finds me
Hiding, paranoid I suffer no sleeping
I'm annoyed, I think you should shut it
Give me no attention or you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
Help me, sitting front of fire I'm melting
Don't you leave me hanging I'm burning
Can't hold on forever
I'm not that stupid
Genius cracking underneath this pressure
Sorry couldn't keep it together
I know I've got it coming, but you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
Save me from myself
Always get your way
Save me from myself
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
You always get your way
I saw you turn away
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd

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With A Getting Up To Get 'SOMETHING' Done
Seeking an advanced enhancement,
To impress others with your life?
Without taking the time to connect the dots.
Or appreciating what you've got...
Without appreciating it with the giving of respect.
Giving no acknowledgement with a gratefulness.
And yet...
You sit an expect,
A delivery of happiness?
Look at me!
Seriously.
I want you to focus.
Do not shift your eyes from side to side.
Look at me!
Seriously.
I am going to say something to you.
And please leave your ears open to hear these words.
You,
Are out of your mind!
You,
Need to realize that...
With a getting up to get 'SOMETHING' done.
Something that qualifies you as a doer.
You,
Can do this.
You,
Must come from out of this spell.
That's it.
That's it.
Slowly look around.
Take your time.
But know that you can do it.
You can successfully get up off of your behind.
Have and keep faith.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Greater Than Most
Challenges are many.
And those balls some juggle,
Are greater than most.
The steps it takes to move forward,
Seem weighted and thick.
As if the paths those journey,
Must be done with the carrying...
Of a ton of bricks.
Yet,
There is a light that shines...
With an easing of tensions.
There is a fresh breeze that blows,
To cool and dry the wetness of sweat.
And even though the challenges of many,
That are faced.
There is a place of rest to reflect...
The rewards of continuing on.
With an achieving of success...
Those determined and motivated,
Feel within themselves and get!
Challenges are many.
And those balls some juggle,
Are greater than most.
Yet,
There is a light that shines...
With an easing of tensions.
With an achieving of success...
Those determined and motivated,
Feel within themselves and get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Innovative Steps
There is no way to protect,
One's original creations...
From acts of theft.
And yet those who achieve,
Remarkable success...
In the plagiarizing of another's best,
Eventually find themselves...
Less motivated when it becomes detected,
They have abilities to follow.
And not from themselves,
Take innovative steps.
And...
A thought to express with originality,
They have yet to experience...
A delivery like that without assistance.
Right now they search,
Through other authors' works...
To re-arrange concepts,
They did not first achieve.
Although they wish others to believe...
They have been blessed to be creators.
Masking the fact...
They only have ambitions to thieve.
For them this is creating with ease.
With a hope for acceptance and notoriety.
'Who do you refer to? '
Those stimulated by imitation.
With beliefs they flatter,
By the stealing of concepts...
To achieve centerstage status.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Revisited Dismisses
Let them trip over revisited dismisses.
Since falling down presents fresh excuses.
To maim the mental state of minds...
Hoping a delivery of a clarity to find.
Or something quick to reminisce and addict...
To moments when lies and dishonesty was hidden.
Now it is welcomed freely as the air one breathes.
And more are becoming upset...
With the roughness thieves project and leave.
Let them trip over revisited dismisses.
Blinded to possess something valued to impress.
As wickedness underneath their feet...
Was authorized with complete deceit.
But fantasies fed became a favorite treat.
And now they are left to eat,
A reality none can digest.
But they had been the ones to feed...
Such greediness at their best.
With a taste of it that lingers on...
As a demand to reinstate,
A way of life from them now gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Correct Me If I Am Wrong
I am to stop my own progress.
To aid you in the taking of your steps.
And when you have elected,
To achieve what it is you need...
You will leave,
To proceed in another direction?
With the taking away from me,
My energy?
With a doing done that leaves,
Me with a lesser energy?
Who is going to assist,
With the replenishing of my needs?
You?
Or am I left to do that on my own?
Correct me if I am wrong.
Will you or will you not...
Take from me,
Only to have it dawn on me...
You have no interest in my needs.
And you have gone.
Correct me if I am wrong.
I've already learned those lessons.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Something To Do Was Payment Enough
You say you work to have 'stuff' and things.
Things for you that make your life more meaningful.
And you believe those denied,
Should be classified as lazy.
Since they do not use initiative...
To recognize or create their own opportunities that await.
Yet there is something missing from your assessment!
'Oh yeah?
Like what? '
You and others like you,
Have successfully blocked all their avenues to progress.
That's not true,
When my ancestors arrived...
They spoke not a word of English.
And immediately on the South Side of the city...
They were inspired to open several pizza parlors.
And my grandfather once told us...
None of those folks wanted to work for him.
And he offered them FREE pizza too!
'How much did he offer to pay them? '
Hey...
In those days,
Having something to do was payment enough!
That's what's wrong with them now...
Their expectations are too high!
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Dad, I Would Need
“Dad, I would need to go in for this course”
I have chosen it at the last minute of course
But I shall finish and come out of it successfully
It is quite fascinating and interesting really
I starred at her with little amusement
I had no courage to counter her statement
She was so much enthusiastic about her move
Armed with all powerful argument to prove
She may never try to know about my financial status
It was all about her future plan and nice stay at campus
All dreams about future life with tremendous progress
Everything to be had at feet with full access
I was damn happy about her strong resolve
I can’t refuse her in any attempt and absolve
I must brace up and keep ready to meet her demand
As she was upright coming star with quality of fire brand
Parents may feel happy and elated
When things remain within control and related
It may be adding fragrance in reality
If children fare well and prove with judgment and quality
Even though I was keeping finance as bare minimum
There was no fun in keeping silent or mum
Something was to be done for her future
I had something for her in reserve for sure
See the self confidence when children question?
Come up with their move and confidently mention
What will be their liking and possible strategy!
Everything is prepared in advance by many
I am confident that future generation may prove us wrong
Go with all calculations and stay confident as well as strong
Nothing can deter them for going ahead with determination
Failure or success may be ruled out at this hour with any question
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What Has Been Done Successfully
If all that he does,
Is just mimic my steps.
And whines pathetically,
In a manner to get attention...
With a bit of empathy.
He succeeds,
With this procedure.
What has been done successfully,
Is his ability to prove,
A need...
From an inexperienced heart.
And innovation with originality...
Has not begun to play a major part,
In his dependent personality.
He currently suffers from issues,
With a wish to impress.
And not yet ready to lift his head,
From a soft welcoming breast.
That patronizes his insecurities.
As he sucks his thumb!
While revelling in a protection,
He temporarily has won!
And my steps laid,
Required some bravery witnessed...
In the midst of everyone.
Without benefit,
Of applause or encouragement.
And this is what he believes,
Feeds success and not its quality.
Or the bleeding done,
He does not see!
Hidden from eyes to do privately.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Comprehension Makes The Difference
I don't compile.
Collect or inspect.
I interpret.
I don't dissect,
I erect.
I research to prove,
What I do has merit.
I bare within me that which is seen,
Outside where the breeze is there.
Refreshened in crisp air,
I cleanse.
I carry what I choose.
I refuse excessive baggage.
My initiative innovates,
And builds.
I seek to reach.
Not speak about defeat,
In pleasant expected acceptance.
I want to know...
Therefore I am curious.
Not a bit am I nosey.
Comprehension makes the difference.
I've begun to recognize,
There is a benefit that comes...
With motivated persistence.
And when I stand,
My eyes are clear.
I stay alert to ideas I hear.
My initiative innovates,
And builds.
I don't compile.
Collect or inspect.
I interpret.
I don't dissect,
I erect.
I research to prove,
What I do has merit.
I bare within me that which is seen,
Outside where the breeze is there.
Refreshened in crisp air,
I cleanse.
I carry what I choose.
I refuse excessive baggage.
There is a benefit that comes...
With motivated persistence.
And comprension makes the difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Two Sides Of Liking A Man
some you find their every move
motivated by economic reasons
some you find them leaving behind
things for people to love them
for what they are, for no other reason
some you find their every move
motivated by reasons of racism
some you find them leaving behind
things for people to love them
without throwing the weight of
who they are,
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I Admire Those Brave
I admire those brave,
And unafraid of their own shadows.
I admire those,
Whose lives have been enhanced...
By the act of taking chances.
I respect those who anticipate,
Their tomorrows with expectations.
And not spending a moment drifting,
Into a yesterday for a purpose to waste.
I admire the ones who inspire.
And they always seem to be...
Those recovering from despair.
And doing that successfully.
I admire those brave,
And unafraid of their own shadows.
The ones able to cover their bruises well.
The ones willing to listen.
Without sob stories to tell.
I also admire an acquaintance I knew,
Who had been penniless.
And yet in dire circumstances...
Managed to offer a bright eyed smile.
I admire the ones who inspire.
And they always seem to be...
Those recovering from despair.
And doing that successfully.
I admire those brave.
They assist unknowingly,
In maintaining my faith.
And everyday my steps are paced,
To lay down even stronger than before.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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