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An Absence of Patience

No one has to guess,
As to who is selfish.
It is in their conversations...
That show an absence of patience,
Or comprehension done.

They are the ones talking about themselves,
With detected insecurities.
Often they are judgemental.
And they embellish their responsibilities.
Freely given.

They will do for others,
And let people know they do.
And what it is...
And how what they do gets done.
To sacrifice and bestow their lives...
So no one can deny,
They are, indeed...
The center of the show for everyone.
Especially for those who may not know.

With hidden jealousies involved!
Somewhere embedded...
From a dysfunction regretted.
Set in masquerades that charade.

And nothing is done from sincerity.
They want the full attention.
Even if that means...
Degrading someone else's abilities.
In between their performances seen.

And this they do quite often,
With unsolicited appeal demanded.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Limit Of Tolerance

It is best to be shown,
By the one detected they are not to be bothered.
Than it is to be known,
As the one who collects other's junk to dump.
Inconvenienced by this and misunderstood to be a chump.

People wont say it but that's what they think.
When someone is designated always available,
To be believed to have a loosened link.
People wont say it but that's what they think.

Yes, it's best to to show,
There is a limit of tolerance.
Than to be the one chosen...
With unlimited patience when there isn't.

Some people may pretend they comprehend,
With a patience given.
But a patience it isn't.

Some people 'look' as if they're there to listen,
With a patience given.
But a patience it isn't.

Some people may keep their mouths kept closed.
Preferring to keep their distance.
And some may not want their thoughts exposed.
Even if their thoughts may make a difference.

It is best to be shown,
By the one detected they are not to be bothered.
Than it is to be known,
As the one who collects other's junk to dump.
Inconvenienced by this and misunderstood to be a chump.

People wont say it but that's what they think.
When someone is designated always available,
To be believed to have a loosened link.
People wont say it but that's what they think.
If one is deemed as approachable.
And perceived to have a desperate disposition.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Talks With The Dead

He converses too often
with the dead. The talks
Remembered, taken in
Deep the words said.
He sorts through afterwards
The conversations, what
Was said by who to whom,
And how was said. And as
He spoke took in the eyes
Of those speaking, the open
Happiness there, the lack
Of worries, absence of fear
Of their mortality, being there
In that other place, just a finger
Tip, a cool breath’s feel away.
He sees them, they pass by,
Time of no concern, no pressures
For them anymore, just the talking,
Soft conversations with those
Who have moved on, those who
Felt death’s kiss and touch over much.

poem by Terry Collett
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Love & Kisses

Written by natalie cole
Hmm, talking on the telephone early in the morning dawn, softly singing in your ear
A song that I wrote last night, its so very hard my dear, you are there
And I am here, somehow words I try to say, they just dont seem to sound right
Conversations getting thin and my patience is too, I gotta go Ill call you when
My show is through, oh, hello operator, give me a little more time
In the meantime get my baby on the line, please, in the meantime
Get my baby on that line, Im sending love and kisses on the telphone wire
I hope he gets them in time, hmm, hmm, love and kisses across the pacific
Gonna send them to that baby of mine, yeah, gonna send them to that baby of mine
(how you doing....) sure do miss ya, Id like to kiss ya
(what...) whats that you said my dear, this connections not so clear
But if you said I love you, then you know that I feel the same way
Hope the kids are doing fine, do they still get to school on time
Oh by the way I really miss your face around about supper time
Conversations gettin thin and my patience is too, gotta go
Ill call you when my show is through, Im sending love and kisses
On the telephone wire, I hope he gets them in time
Oh, love and kisses across the pacific, gonna send them to that baby of mine
Hmm, gonna send them to that baby of mine
Oh, love and kisses, ooh, ooh, love and kisses

song performed by by Natalie Cole
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I Guess You Can Say That I Am Hungry

I GUESS now that i have packed my bags
finally deciding to take this break away from you
for some other place that you need not know
for someone that may show
the care that i need
the love that i badly wish for
I GUESS you can say that i am hungry not for bread
or pasta or steak or
sex,

I AM HUNGRY FOR SOMETHING else
for words for some healthy conversations
for laughter
for silly talks we use to indulge before
for some lighter things,
for anything goes,

i need to loaf i need to float i have been anchored that long
i sense there is something wrong

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Selfish

I am selfish
You are selfish
He is selfish
She is selfish

We all are selfish
To a lesser or a
Greater degree...

Let's not
Stay in denial.

Let's accept
Our selfishness
So that if people
Are selfish to us,
It hurts us less.

(Poem themed on Acceptance)

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Sonnet: A Bit of Patience

A bit of patience works out miracles;
A bit of patience puts off arguments;
A bit of patience problems well tackles;
A bit of patience preserves monuments.

A bit of patience can avoid hatred;
A bit of patience cools one’s anger off;
A bit of patience marks well good kindred;
A bit of patience makes many to laugh.

A bit of patience keeps good friends at peace;
A bit of patience can avoid big wars;
A bit of patience can jealousy cease;
A bit of patience can avoid big scars.

A bit of patience gives good advantage;
A bit of patience is good heritage.

poem by John Celes
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I Don't Expect Respect

I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.

I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.

I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.

I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.

I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.

I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.

I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.

I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.

I don't expect...
Respect,
From them,
To get.

I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them,
To get.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Is Their Wish

'They don't get it.
So it's best to leave them with their wishes.'

If it is their wish,
Not to see how they will benefit...
From the taking advantage of someone's experiences,
Guess who is left to get more rest?
And guess who's life is detected less affected,
By their acceptance of their own foolishness?

~But what is it that they don't get? ~

'That person who is giving to them voluntarily,
Relieved from getting caught up in their mess.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doin' Fine

Don't feel bad,don't feel good,
Feel alright 'cos i'm doing as i should,
Don't look back,no i don't have the time,
I guess i'm doing fine.
Got no bags to slow me down,
Travelling light but my feet are on the ground,
Got no message,i ain't got a dime,
I guess i'm doing fine.
Don't need no paper telling me bad news,
No politician giving their views,
Don't need no doctor to tell me i'm well,
I feel like heaven and i've been through hell.
Talking straight i don't feel confused,
Don't want nothing,i've got nothing more to lose,
Don't need no credit,don't show me where to sign,
I guess i'm doing fine.
I guess i'm doing fine.
I guess i'm doing fine.
Don't come looking for me,
'cos i'm doing fine,
No missing persons,
'cos i'm doing fine,
Don't go home,
'cos i'm doing fine.

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Fundamental Of Liar Chapter CXVIII: I’m Just Talking To Myself

I’m not talking to you
I’m not talking to anyone
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not grumbling
I’m not cursing
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not insane
I’m not in trance
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not mocking
I’m not threatening
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not sharing secret
I’m not hiding something
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not mad
I’m not in rage
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not jealous
I’m not envious
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not afraid
I’m not in pessimism thought
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not whining
I’m not complaining
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not depressed
I’m not in foul mood
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not blaming
I’m not accusing
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not in denial
I’m not in confusion
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not informing
I’m not warning
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not against you
I’m not rebelling
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not help you
I’m not assist you
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not running some plot
I’m not in a mischief plan
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not in great grudge
I’m not in revenge mind
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not suspicious
I’m not curious
I’m just talking to myself

I’m not saying sorry
I’m not saying thank you
I’m just talking to myself

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Talking 'Bout Yo Momma

1, 2, 3, 4. talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... she's a whore bitch, gutter slut. likes to shove me up her butt. drives a pickle, wearing combat boots. while farting, she'll pick me up and give me a ride and drop me in front of the show. oh no, talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom...

song performed by by NOFX
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Rumored to Have Hauntings

How is an understanding achieved from detachment?
Or comprehension received by one who lays in a coma?
Not saying that it can not be done.
However...
Someone with a consciousness,
Usually acknowledges an absence of comprehension.

There is a difference observed when one is between thoughts...
And one completely without them all together!

A vacant house can be rumored to have hauntings.
A vacant mind...
However,
Is not often rumored to have visitations!
That one can qualify as shared and welcomed ones.

Unless...
A séance is being conducted?
And if that's the case...
Any and everything then can be claimed,
As validation!

Even someone experiencing communication,
For the first time.
Possibilities do happen and can exist!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Maybe I Wasn't Looking

i was with my daughter
at a graduation party
sitting at table six
i'm fascinated how
conversations transpired
talking about fashion

how to have round rear
was topic that lasted
up to dinner being serve
i look around if it's true
sure fabric's contour show
bottom's fleshomatic grow

poem by Manonton Dalan
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Damaged Goods

After knowing how long it took me,
To heal successfully from my own illnesses...
Why would anyone suspect me to have the patience,
To accept, monitor, protect and keep around tolerated...
Damaged goods they expect me to receive from them,
Without question?
And then to say to me my needs are NOT their priority?

'Huh?
Excuse me?
You must be filming a documentary...
And your subject is 'Suspected Fools'.

You've got to be using highly secretive and exclusive medication,
Not yet offered to the public to think of that as my benefit.
You must have been picked to be chemicalized and tested?
Something in your head needs tightening of loose bolts and nuts,
As well as an absence of any respect detected you should locate...
Immediately.'

If I had not experienced this attempt to attack my logic,
My mouth would still be open from the disbelief.
And to see someone look at me as if I am the one who offends...
Is the reason why I am thrilled,
To be both physically and mentally mended.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Patience To Them To Give

It is difficult to guide anyone through,
The using of their own acquired abilities.
And to answer the question...
What does it take to create imagination,
That should originate in one's mind?
I find that to be an impossibility to do.

Although I have been told...
If I chose to be less selfish,
And more accessible to others...
I could show them what it is 'I' do,
If I provided for them the interest.
With a patience to them to give.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Must Be No Words Left For You To Say

i guess you must be full,
everything in you, first your mouth
it must be full, since it is not talking,
shut, or filled with the sweets of life,
so you feel there is no use talking
like you are a very loud drum sounding
Tarzan's sound proclaiming the emptiness
of his own forest kingdom
withou a Jane. I guess your eyes are filled
with all the wonderful scenes
of your life, you do not see me anymore.
I guess your body is full of all the happy
moments, i have not seen it move
or dance, i have not seen it take
another chance to touch my body again.

i guess you must be happy now.
you never call my name again.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Guess You Get Used To Somebody

(tom shapiro, steve bogard)
I thought I felt you touch my cheek this morning
But I mustve been dreaming
And in the middle of the night without a warning
I thought I heard you breathing
Me and my so-called independence
Ive got this loneliness thats so relentless
I guess you get used to somebody
Kinda like having them around
I guess you get used to the way they make you happy
Bring you up when youre feeling down
I never dreamed when I was letting you go that
I would wake up and miss you this much
I guess you get used to somebody, I guess you get used to being loved
I kinda miss those rambling conversations
Where wed talk about nothing
The way you always made me laugh at my frustrations
Baby that was something
I shouldve been careful what I wished for
cause Ive got my freedom and so much more
I guess you get used to somebody
Kinda like having them around
I guess you get used to the way they make you happy
Bring you up when youre feeling down
I never dreamed when I was letting you go that
I would wake up and miss you this much
I guess you get used to somebody, I guess you get used to being loved
I never dreamed when I was letting you go that
I would wake up and miss you this much
I guess you get used to somebody
I guess you get used to being loved
I guess you get used to somebody
I guess you get used to being loved

song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Patience Rules

I am told that idea rules the world
The real ruler is patience
Patience owns the plannet
The child of patience is idea
Without patience idea is aborted

Patience rules the world
Patience is gradual and steady
Yet it always leads to victory
Although the snail has neither hand nor leg
Patiently its destinations are reached

Nothing can be attained without patience
It is with patience
That snake climbs coconut trees
An ant invested firewood
Is fetched vide patience

Patience is profitable
Whatever you desire in life
Let patience be your watchword
Only the patient can milk lionness
Kingship is attained through patience
Royal crown is perfectly fitted by it

Hurray! patience is the champion
Patience is it!

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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My Girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
And when it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm Talking about my girl
I've got so much honey the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
I guess you'll say
what can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm talking about my girl
I don't need no money fortune or fame
I got all the riches baby one man can claim
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm talking about my girl
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
My girl

song performed by by Phil Collins
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My Girl (live)

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
And when it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm Talking about my girl
I've got so much honey the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
I guess you'll say
what can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm talking about my girl
I don't need no money fortune or fame
I got all the riches baby one man can claim
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm talking about my girl
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
My girl

song performed by by Phil Collins
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