Avoided To Evade
Excluded to delude.
Avoided to evade.
And truth as it is meant to be,
Will never find its way to the top...
Of anyone's list.
The trick has been in resisting it.
To make it something prayed against,
For the benefit to keep wickedness a profit.
And at the expense of decadence,
Payments are made to keep truth away.
Maintaining fear and descriptions to depict it,
Makes the drugging of the mind a medicated acceptance.
Avoided to evade and excluded to delude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Nameless Island
when he makes a world
of his own
and this takes too little
time and effort
when he draws a small circle
around his world
and then you find out
that you are excluded no matter
how small that circle is
he knows what you feel
you are excluded, at worst,
you feel ostracized
and then you begin to feel
that pain of
exclusion
and then you begin to understand
what it is
to be excluded, a mutant,
an outsider,
the unwanted, the possible
intruder
to be in that circle again
you must make a promise and you must
make it right now
you see
that island that has no name in the
most stormy part of the ocean
when you are
thrown into the vast uncharted sea
is what you need
it is what you badly need
because you are now
in trouble
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Offensive
That you would find truth offensive,
Is as disgusting as the marketing of decadence.
Although truth 'is' free,
And the acceptance of it opens eyes widely...
I can see but can not condone,
Why truth is reduced to an atmosphere of fear.
With many preferring it left alone.
Since promoting truth,
Is not a money maker.
And one is discouraged from it not to pursue.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Numb and Delude Me
Numb and delude me!
Fantasize my helpless urges.
Of late...
I can not seem to fake my needs.
Of late...
It is my needs I need to fake.
When I see you by mistake,
Creating tension...
With companion smiling,
Attentively!
Numb and delude me!
Include me in your eyes.
Show me a hint of surprise...
And loss.
Toss me a combination of lost love relived!
Include me...
With 'that'
In your eyes.
Numb and delude me!
That's all I need.
Even if that need...
Might mean my leaving you alone.
Numb and delude me.
Drive my heart with your touch to overdose!
Too intoxicated...
Until somehow I knock myself free!
And right now that's all I need...
Just once,
Soothe this struggle.
Before I go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Will Still Make Sense
You can read it as it is,
For the rest of your life!
And...
It will still make sense.
If it connects to a meaning meant.
And not condensed...
From the meat of the purpose.
And left as intended.
There is no pretense to delude sentiments.
Or to mask evidence...
Of a truth that defies,
Embellishments used...
To boost the attraction to seduce,
A deception produced with sweetened...
And/or spiced lies.
You can read it as it is,
For the rest of your life!
And...
It will still make sense.
If it connects to a meaning meant.
And not condensed...
From the meat of the purpose.
And left as intended.
It will feed and tease curiosities.
To please a seeking of depth....
Once the foolishness has left!
Go ahead,
Read it as it is...
For the rest of your life.
Let it dust,
And its pages curl.
Put it on a bookshelf...
Or leave it by itself.
To be discovered by someone else.
To treat one's mind to intoxicate,
Much like a fine wine over time!
It will still make sense.
If it connects to a meaning meant.
And not be condensed...
From a purpose that is intended.
There is no pretense to delude sentiments.
Or to mask evidence...
Of a truth that defies,
Embellishments used...
To boost the attraction to seduce,
A deception produced with lies.
It will still make sense.
If it connects to a meaning meant.
And for you reviewed,
Like a treasured document.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excluded
Excluded.
And,
With an acceptance of it.
No wish is there lingering,
To be exclusively included.
With an invitation,
Third party given.
With an expression of an oversight.
How many times can one be disrespected,
Before the thoughtless act of it...
Dawn upon the minds of those,
Revealing themselves to be not so bright.
Those days celebrating with those with dimmed lights...
No longer excite,
A glimmer of a wish to have conversation.
On any level of shallow.
Excluded.
And,
With an acceptance of it.
No wish is there lingering,
To be exclusively included.
With an invitation,
Third party given.
Or is there any desire,
To be involved at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decreasing In Comfort And Questioned
Snatched early to protect a mind too fragile.
And determined by those misguided,
There is a purity that should remain unaffected...
If one's innocence is spared.
And even though good intentions are meant,
The disadvantage comes to the one...
Unprepared for the unpredictable events,
One has to face on a daily basis to mentally survive.
To become shielded,
Is no escape from that which can not be erased.
One shielded remains confused.
And is convinced truth must be avoided.
One shielded remains convinced...
A running away from any hints of truth is a benefit.
And...
Unfortunate are those forever troubled.
Running away to shelter themselves,
In places decreasing in comfort and questioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Depict This Different
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Thaw the cold you hold in your heart.
Depict this different.
And don't let a freezing,
In you start.
Depict it!
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
With purpose and a reason.
Appreciate each season,
With a new breath to breathe.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
Pleased as a breeze.
Depict it.
Give your troubles up.
Depict it.
And be free.
Depict it.
Don't give them any hints,
Your mind's at ease.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mistakes live in the neighbourhood of truth and therefore delude us.
quote by Henry C. Blinn
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You can evade life, but you can not evade Death.
quote by T.S. Eliot
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Those Who Make Claims
Being friendly,
And having a few close friends...
Is quite a difference.
Those who brag about their friends,
But can not depend on them...
Delude themselves with being popular.
The same applies to the giving of respect.
I don't have to know you to do it.
But many who don't do it at all,
Seem to be the ones who delude themselves...
With a notion that the not doing of it,
Makes them popular.
Being friendly,
And having a few close friends...
Is quite a difference.
We know when, where and what time it is,
That we can disrespect each other.
And not take it personal.
However...
Those who make claims to have lots of friends,
Have no clue which one...
Will kick them under the bus,
Regardless of when, where or what time it is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With No Escapes From It To Exit
There is no other way to address truth,
But to be prepared to be stripped naked...
Bare,
With the exposing of every blemish.
Since truth is not seeking to be impressed.
Truth is on a mission to uncover honesty.
And many are still unbelieving,
The depth of which truth sees without explanation...
To deceive what is already revealed.
When truth is in one's presence and is fully awakened,
With no escapes from it to exit...
Foolish is the time taken to charade in masquerade,
To evade it with a wasting away of one's time.
With no escapes from it to exit,
Truth...
Is very effective!
With no escaping undetected,
Truth...
Is very effective.
Once fed truth it manifests.
And truth will not be neglected...
To reject!
With no escapes from it to exit,
Truth...
Is very effective!
With no escaping undetected,
Truth...
Is very effective.
Once fed truth it manifests.
And truth will not be neglected...
To reject!
With no escapes from it to exit,
Truth...
Is very effective!
With no escapes from it to exit,
Truth...
Is very effective!
And truth will not be neglected...
To reject!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Real
While you were away,
It was difficult to stay completely without you...
Here on my mind all the time.
And how it is I could not remain real.
You are not to be substituted.
Nothing about you can be diluted to delude.
While you were away,
It was harder to say whatever you did...
Was not noticeably missed.
It was.
Every contributing nuance and piece of it,
Came to life to be revealed.
And...
You have the keys to unlock and open,
The excitement felt in my heart.
And...
You more than can show,
Why I have adored you from the very start.
And...
How it is to feel,
Real.
While you were away,
I knew...
Nothing about you can be diluted to delude.
You,
Just keep it too real.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth and Lies
Some poeple always tell the truth,
Some people never lie,
You lied you fibbed and told the truth,
You managed to make me cry.
It's not that very often,
When someone tells the truth,
the whole truth and nothing but,
I really can't believe you,
I've got to have some proof.
How could you go and do this,
You said you'd never hurt me,
Was that just another lie?
Because you've gone and made me cry.
I think you'll find that in this life,
You'll find two different sorts,
There ones that tell the truth
and ones that always lie.
The ones that tell the truth,
Will make you sing and dance,
The ones that tell the lies,
Will make you sad and cry.
poem by Claire Abbott
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Those Who Habitually Lie
Those who habitually lie,
Will try their best to decieve others...
With performances to convince,
That the ones unafraid to speak the truth...
Pursue the doing of it,
To purposely mistreat them.
By a direct use of honesty.
As if someone intentionally slit their wrists to bleed.
Those who habitually lie...
Seem to have a compulsive need,
To disguise a hiding of their acceptance of truth.
And character assassinate the ones they please.
Much disrespect is done to the ones,
Habitual liars attempt to project their pretentions on.
With facades of sobs and a childish innocence,
To depict themselves as having only sincerity meant.
That is quick to surface to argue against,
Anyone who dares to put a dent...
In a carefully charaded integerity,
Masked by a defense when offended.
Those who habitually lie...
Seem to have a compulsive need,
To disguise a hiding of their acceptance of truth.
And character assassinate the ones they choose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is an old maxim of mine that when you have excluded the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
quote by Arthur Conan Doyle
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All Up Inside One's Head
What do people come to say,
When they have discovered their way...
Blocked and stopped by the presence of truth.
How can they avoid it when it is clearly in their faces.
As rain or Sun or when the thunder comes,
It is there and will be acknowledged.
And when truth comes,
It gets all up inside one's head.
Like something that is determined not to ever be avoided.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Terrorist Poetry
Too much truth,
And excludes delusion.
Expresses realism,
Felt and stripped of fraud.
Includes what is and eliminates what isn't.
Unless, of course...
Someone expresses remorse.
Or spent time in recovery...
Healing from divorce.
Terrorist poetry,
Must be avoided at all cost!
It threatens a fantasy.
Like descriptions of flying horses...
Saddled by talking moths!
And everyone knows...
Moths only sneeze, sniffle and cough!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet Acceptance
Has anybody thought to calculate
How many gametes fail to multiply?
The countless halves which never find a mate
The crazy odds we've faced to be an 'I'.
It matters not at all, they had no chance
There is no claim, it's just a musing game
But viewed from cool and unimpassioned stance
The ones that made it also have no aim.
The will to live is instinct, nothing more
A necessary cause to self-delude
Examined logic'lly we see the flaw
And sensibly don't let the truth intrude.
Before the intonations of our knell
Illusions shed, may help us bid farewell.
poem by Diane Hine
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poem by David Keig
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Suicidal Lies
I Said hi when I meant goodbye
It's not a lie, not do I lie, just a rare truth
Is not even that I like it when you cry
Just an uncontrolled smile
You hurt, I create
You suspect, I evade
You react, I sustain
You walk, I reclaim
Left you hanging,
A noose round the neck
A river flow, blood red
Joys torment,
A gentle push
Cliff dive
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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