An Envied Popularity
I am often told I use incorrect language...
In my writing or use of speech.
And the text I prefer is limited in reach.
My point of view lacks technique and vision.
And that my diction is unclear at times.
That it is absent of any precision.
'How many of you have actually read one thing,
Your teacher has written?
Or remember the director's name,
Of a movie seen that has achieved acclaim.
But there is always someone there,
Wherever you are to keep you reminded...
Any attention you get,
They will be jealous of it! '
~What is your point? ~
'Notable successes,
Are easier to critique...
Once one has reached,
An envied popularity! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
With 'Presumptions' Used
One's enjoyment to do what one does,
May be easy for others to critique...
As if this authority to do this,
Had to them been given using limited skills...
Believed by them to be an appropriate 'technique'.
And how that is done,
From a point of view to rate the unknown...
Should be a blaffling position to take.
By anyone who does not initiate,
What is felt to be created within someone else.
But...
To rate one does by another to do,
And is based upon their preferences pursued.
With 'presumptions' used as the best approach,
To get the soaking up of their unsolicited attention given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Look How Limited And Dim That Point Of View Is
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Remember those cowboy and indian days.
And the cavalry lead by John Wayne...
Saved every studio making movies,
In old Hollywood.
And our sense of greatness,
Was raised to new heights.
We taught our picked enemies how to fight!
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And in denial many wont admit it in public.
As if their mindset does not reflect their ideals.
It does.
Any human being can feel the insignifance of it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Look how the punching of holes in a once floating boat,
Sinks it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And many just lay on the beach to tan.
Without knowing a thing about swimming!
Or which deeds to uphold in respect and demand.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And I'm just observing it.
Not passing judgement on this at all.
I choose not to stall my forward pace.
I choose to widen my perceptions...
As I move my mind into a broader space.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I see no point in
I see no point in
Understanding, as
At the end of it all
I am misunderstood
I see no point in
Visualizing
As in that process
I get drowned in dreams and inaction
I see no point in
Loving
As in its demonstration
I am either hurt or in hatred
I see no point in
Accumulating
As what is accumulated
Makes me its accumulation
I see point in
Teaching
As I am a proven failure
In unlearning
I see no point in
Giving
As I take pride in that
And am made arrogant
I see no point in
Becoming (something)
As I nurse the gnawing
That I am not that yet
I see no point in
Braving
As by that I proved
That I feared something
I see no point in
Praying (for something)
As it amounts to telling
That I am a beggar
I see no point in
Suffering
From something
As I prefer to struggle to overcome
I see no point in
Writing
As I will not be there with you
To say why I wrote this
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Different Point Of View
(tennant/lowe)
----------------------------
When Im sitting so close to you
Theres only one thing that I wanna do
But I know what youre likely to say
That Im going about it the wrong way
We cant agree about anything
Where to go or even where weve been
And I know what youre likely to do
Say that Ive never cared about you
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You dont believe a single word I say
If Id say black was white, youd say it was grey
But in spite of being treated this way
I still dream of you all night and day
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
Just this once
Just say yes
Please
Youve got a clever way of haunting me
Im never scared, but youre still daunting me
cause I know what youre likely to say
And I know that youll get your own way
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Global Freedom Trending Point
make the comment
mark the thought
make it like you like it
marking thoughts
marking presence
marking opinion mind
to read or not to read
is not the point
point is to comment
point is opinion expressed
point is freedom of speech
point is feel free to express
importance is making the point
social spectrum compass point
global freedom trending point
poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
At pain
I am at pain to learn the outburst
It is unusual reaction from friend at first
I always tease her to spoil her mood
It has become now my habit and serves as food
I can’t remain at peace without provoking
Sometimes I may blow the air while smoking
This will infuriate her further and she may rush for kicking
I may possible bend down or prefer ducking
I don’t know but somehow I am her very good friend
I feel no remorse at the beginning or at the end
It is my way expressing strong attachment
She may all the way disagree and resent
She is very fond of receiving praise at some point of times
She expects it from me to come at given times
I disagree to such an unwanted gesture
How c can I please her when I am not at all sure?
She is teacher and very good at use of language
She may unnecessarily argue and actively engage
She may try to overemphasize without any point
She was in my opinion page without print
I tried to prove my point through innocent jokes
I was encountering hostile reaction without having any stakes
She was of course learned teacher but lacked a sense and brain
All y efforts were proving fruitless and going into drain
She may outburst with provocative use
I was determined to avoid its misuse
There was meeting point in our approach
It definitely lacked insight but I still poked
She was loosing patience and hell bent upon creating uproar
I too was equally harassing her with all unpleasant thing s to bear
It was her style of retaliation which was causing me little concern
I was helpless but suffering from bad friendship in turn
It might be happening with all but in different style
It may not be concerning them at all for while
We had cat and rat type relation
To stay from it was out of question
I don’t know how to appreciate her wishes
Where to oblige her and where to finish?
It may still augur well with our strong bond
We may live with love as fishes live in pond
We may have limited goal or nothing to expose
The main thing remains to be seen is how best we repose?
It may be nice if we remain tolerant to each other
It may bring us closer and never bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
From a writing point of view, you now have teams of screenwriters working with a director. What's lost in the process is the power of that one heart, brain, gut and soul that makes something an original piece of writing.
quote by Joe Eszterhas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Unlimited Point of View
Disabled, or Divergently Abled,
Depends on individual point of view
As by personal path recently led
My parameter is now somewhat new
For any roadway that is very steep
Or too rocky to be traversed on wheel
For every stream I may no longer leap
Other paths, providence does reveal
For every mountain I can not climb
Beneath rests a peaceful valley green
Offering a view still quite sublime
Each majestic peak will yet be seen
For every Eagle that might soar too high
A Songbird will cheerfully flit close by
Watching the stallion gallop in the sun
I know the jubilance born of full run
Point of view is a peculiar thing
Originating not from eye alone
Drawing from the unique mindset we bring
Rises each vision we have ever known
Each day proceeds to offer something new
As one chapter ends the next has its start
There is no such thing as limited view
If you but search with unlimited heart
poem by Mary Havran
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Did You Understand It?
You've written something with several typographical errors.
And I question the correctness of your language usage.
Plus it had been written in mixed tenses.
I read it more than once.
And after the third reading it finally dawned on me,
You may have done this intentionally.
'Did you understand it?
What it was I tried to do? '
I'm not sure.
'How would you critique it? '
I don't know if I can.
'And you read it three times? '
At least.
'Why should I bother to correct it?
If 'you' read something I wrote...
THREE times?
And you have never expressed any interest before?
In anything I've ever done?
Why should I correct it?
This is the first time you and I have communicated,
In years.
Who knew...
All it took was a few errors,
To get you to give me what I have been wanting.
Here...
Read this! '
Your first and third lines rhyme.
But the rest of it...
Well,
I think this is a bunch of garbage.
'Thank you.
And all this time,
You had me believing...
You didn't care.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Commits To The Giving Of It
How can one not love another,
Who commits to the giving of it...
Unconditionally?
And the last thing anyone should do,
Is to get upset...
By a point of view expressed.
Especially if that point of view,
Is shared between someone loved.
And doing it to communicate too.
Too many people share relationships,
To become angry over nothing quick.
Just to begin an unending argument.
Too many people become easily offended,
When something different that is mentioned...
Causes one not to listen and refuses to pay attention.
And the last thing anyone should do,
Is to get upset...
By a point of view expressed.
How can one not love another,
Who commits to the giving of it...
Unconditionally as true love is meant to be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Literature is my life of course, but from an ontological point of view. From an existential point of view, I like being a teacher.
quote by Antonio Tabucchi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Surfaced Emptiness
I close my eyes...
And no boundaries appear.
I open them and quickly see...
Restrictions that are limited.
And labels placed,
That are believed.
Although unclear...
To one who perceives.
I feel emotions,
But taught them not to express.
I am confused by those,
Who have open conversations.
But only to address,
A surfaced emptiness.
I close my eyes...
And no boundaries appear.
I open them and quickly see...
Restrictions that are limited.
And labels placed,
That are believed.
Although unclear...
To one who perceives.
I question with answers expected.
Although I am told,
Curiosity killed the cat.
But if cats have nine lives to live...
Why should my questions,
Threaten death like that?
I am not a cat.
I want to learn!
And that's a fact.
I've stumbled and fell,
To my knees that were scraped.
Most of what I've comprehended,
Has been done by making mistakes.
And if 'censoring' teaches anything at all...
It teaches that one man's truth,
Could get him exclusively blackballed!
How hypocritical can the expression be...
'Do as I say!
And not as I do! '
Mean to today's youth...
On pursuit,
To living lives wholesomely!
Senseless without a point,
Seems this journey!
Senseless without a point,
To hunger with a yearning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Considered The Joke Too!
I'd just want to say...
Your spelling of 'considered',
Had been done in an incorrect way.
And...
I wish to point that out,
To bring it to your attention...
You have nothing to really,
Laugh that loud about.
'You can not be serious? '
I am.
I've been assigned to correct your flaws.
And your unconscious blemishes.
'Had you thought you were being used.
And considered the joke too? '
Not really.
I am known to be the master of correctness.
'You must be 'half-way' out of the house? '
Why do you point to your head?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Golden Moments
Now if all my golden moments
Could be rolled into one
They would shine just like the sun
For a summer day
And after it was over
We could have it back again
With credit to the editor
For striking out the rain (very clean)
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of view
No ones gonna bring me down
No ones gonna stop me now
Now I gathered up my sorrows
And I sold them all for gold
And I gathered up the gold
And I threw it all away
It all went for a good time and a song (come on)
The laughter was like music
It did float my soul along for awhile
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No ones gonna reach me here
No ones gonna know Im gone
You may think I might be crazy
And I guess you might be right
But I know the way I feel today is out of sight
I do not trust your senses to remember your name
Without corrective lenses
Things are never twice the same anyway
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of view
No ones gonna bring me down
No ones gonna stop me now
No ones gonna reach me here
No ones gonna know Im gone
song performed by by James Taylor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fcat terms poem
The answer is in the text
so you'd better do the best
in a story theres a plot
and the main character is Scott
find the main idea of the story
it could be about Maury
the tone may be the mood
so read it times two
the climax is the exiting point
theme is the great joint
the simile is so great
to imply is something i hate
the writers purpose,
maybe he is multipurpose
he may use a personification
to boost the readers education
she may use a metaphor
to take you on a grand tour
sometimes predict the ending
so you have a better trending
the summary is special
to contribute is special
the cause is tremendous
the effect is illustrious
the fcat has many tricks
its just some everyday ticks`
what is the auther's point of view
sometimes it can be very askew
look out for a hyperbole
that can be used to point out a troll
there will at the end be a resolution
and the organizational pattern helps the solution
poem by Shisuke Uchida
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Overwhelmingly Magnetic
So busy they are today,
With their self importance.
Those feeding off of acquired popularity.
And believing themselves,
Overwhelmingly magnetic to others.
As they see themselves to be.
They can not see themselves,
From a superficial point of view.
They believe themselves to be the center of things.
Since some folks have them believing that is true.
A connection that has existed for some time to the world,
Appears to be comfortably attached...
Without an outward showing,
Of an entrapped affectation.
That connection to reality is obvious to those,
Who are aware of what reality means.
And for many this has been their lives as known.
A desire to have a popularity.
To be seen and showing what it is they do and 'own'.
And feeling alone and hollow,
If egos they displayed were not publicly overblown.
And fed wherever they are bled to produce,
Evidence of their significance to induce a following.
'Are you jealous? '
Of what?
I have been comfortable in my own skin,
'Most' of my life!
I am in no need to solicit popularity.
My radiance comes naturally.
'Oh.
How blind of me not to see it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Popularity Bestowed
To declare someone or a thing done,
As popular...
Is a point of view.
Like a fad one embraces,
Until the taste of it is replaced...
By something else considered fresh,
And updated.
In some schools these 'labels' given,
Hold true too.
With a giving of attention...
To a uniqueness that is mentioned.
That others may attempt to replicate.
But when something is determined by some,
To become popular...
Others may perceive that a popularity bestowed,
May go to one's head to marinate to stay.
To carry around without sleep.
With a thought of this believed.
To be accepted as received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Maps & Legends
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached.
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached.
Called the fool and the company,
On his own where hed rather be.
Where he ought to be, he sees what you cant see,
Cant you see that?
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.
Down the way the roads divided,
Paint me the places you have seen.
Those who know what I dont know
Refer to the yellow, red and green
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached. (4 times)
The map that you painted didnt seem real.
He just sings whatever hes seen
Point to the legend, point to the east,
Point to the yellow, red and green
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood, been misunderstood.
(maps and legends)
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached.
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached.
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached anymore.
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Maps And Legends
He's not to be reached he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached he's to be reached.
Called the fool and the company
On his own where he'd rather be.
Where he ought to be he sees what you can't see can't you see that?
Maybe he's caught in the legend
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood.
Down the way the road's divided
Paint me the places you have seen.
Those who know what I don't know
refer to the yellow, red and green
Maybe he's caught in the legend,
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached. (4 times)
The map that you painted didn't seem real.
He just sings whatever he's seen
Point to the legend, point to the east,
Point to the yellow, red and green
Maybe he's caught in the legend,
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood, been misunderstood. (Maps and legends)
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached anymore
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Eye-Openers, cont.
I prefer to believe the latter, because I find
The more you believe, the easier it becomes
To believe, that is, and that, operationally,
Doing good for others is the best way to become loved-
Loved and missed and needed, if only in name
And we all want to become that, don't we?
Alas, becoming loved-even that most human of needs
Is apparently an appetite and a goal of contrivance;
In any event, maybe we should wax democratic
And submit the possibilities to a vote-
Which is liklier, which is more desireable-
The world abandonee or the world habituee?
Maybe a very rich woman
Should patronize a television station
That matters may be simplified for the viewers:
Even to the point of unfairness, push
Her own point of view. After all,
You can sell anything you like on TV.
poem by Morgan Michaels
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!