Between You And What I Would Prefer
Whatever success you believe you have acquired,
Obtained and have?
I am glad for you.
Really...
I am.
However...
Do not ever perceive what you believe,
Adds to your attraction...
Suits me.
It may do that for others.
But it does nothing to excite my appetite.
I am not motivate by traps like that.
You see...
Having something that is real I can feel,
Means more to me...
Than your ability to socialize pretentions.
Maybe others choose to snuggle up,
To whatever it is that you may give.
But if given the choice,
Between you and what I would prefer?
I'd take a cold beer.
Without question!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You have the right to feel, you are successful
Success, sweet success
Success, it is waiting for you
To own and hold on to it
Success of any kind
Has easy access
If you are after it restlessly
Success is not indeed the end
It is the beginning of a
New chain of successes
Simple it is to be successful
So simple, you wonder how many of us are not at it
It all depends on what you feel
Success means to you
You may school your thoughts
And train your emotions
To feel successful on everything
That happens around you
Your retention of all your
Physical, mental and social abilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make friends
And help them out in times of need
Is indeed your success
Your ability to keep your cool
In emotionally competing events
And situations
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make your ends meet
Come over challenges, emotional or otherwise
At the right time and in a rightful manner
Is indeed a success
Your ability to stand up
And hold on to your values
Is indeed a success
Your ability to be able to
Discharge your assigned responsibilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to objectively assess
People and events
Without painting them subjectively
Is indeed your success
Your ability to stay most of your time positive
Progressive and productive
Creative and innovative
Is indeed your success
Your ability to hold on to
Your original traits
Without succumbing to the temptations
Of becoming someone else
Is indeed your success
If this forms your scale to measure success
You have the right to feel
You are successful
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Gary likes a girls tight black pants
Larry knows he doesnt stand a chance
Carl says hurry up and order it quick
Dave gets out to chase that chick
Dennis wonders whats under the hood
A big chrome tach and it sounds real good
I go down to the root beer stand
And drink up all that I can
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brians still glued to the radio
Louies lookin out the rear window
Guys got around to orderin fries
But root beers my best buy
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Teary Ink
Making something is easy,
But it also depends on it,
Just motivate yourself,
Everything will be fine.
You can make a poem,
You can make a song,
You can make a world,
A world that suits you.
Just put a teary ink,
On everything you write,
On everything you discover,
Just put a teary ink.
Teary ink means will,
Will means to success,
success means your done.
Done on your goal,
That you can die anytime,
Cause it completes you
poem by Rudy Rico Castillo
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Several Ways to Express Success
To succeed for many,
Is a need to see...
An obvious public repetition done,
Of someone feeding greed.
Few accept success to be,
A feeling to live healthy and basic.
And happy to be blessed,
Getting the simpliest of provided needs met!
I guess there is several ways,
To express success.
But one has to feel what suits them best.
And not let success be someone else's interpretation.
Or become depressed...
If another's attraction towards a created success,
Does not stimulate or give...
The same arresting sensation to satisfy and digest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tender
Tender?
I can surrender,
A tenderness.
I can become seduced...
If that emotion comes.
And I can not refuse,
A choice chosen we both choose!
I can be cold!
And my eyes would not hold that back.
I prefer to give...
But it is hard for me to take,
A heartbreak
You believe can be easily mended.
Anytime you have mistaken me...
As a piece of discarded meat!
You wish to treat as a leftover,
When you have the appetite to eat.
I am not 'that' available!
Your selection was timely.
You will discover that...
After I am gone!
And you are left cruising the streets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And You're Loved
The smell of the love is in the air
The smell of the love covered everywhere
How It's alike with smell of the colorful magnificent flowers at the spring time
When the green covers everywhere
Even the souls wears green peace
Inspite of all the wars and the fights
Inspite of the cruelly of the humanity's
Still the angels of the love soaring at the sky promising to those with sweet hearts A joyful life
Alas what a shame my brother man
While you're given the chance to love, to forgive, and to give
How can you beat destroy and kill your brother man
Alas my fellow man how can you cause all these pain to your brother man Alas what a shame
Choose the love wherefore you'll arrive with the fight
The love appears to those who have the pure spirit innocence of desires
Those who has the ability to forgive can find the real love
Yet the ability to love is an art
It's a gift from the God
Your world is surrounded with love all around
Catch it as long as you've the chance
God above has gave you the life full of love
It's your choice to keep the love of the people your around
And build for them a home in your heart
It's just your choice to choose to hate or to love
Choose the forgiveness and you'll find the the rest, the peace of the soul
You'll be able to hug the real Love
To love means to forgive
Oh how much you are strange and unfair my fellow man
How do you want the God above to forgive all your sin
When you as the creation of the God are unable to forgive
The little bit fault of your friend
Love and forgive and desire the best to your fellow man
Without the mercy of the love
No one will ever find the peace and joyful life
Only thing that has the ability to complete the emptiness that Stearns within us is the love and just the love
When you can love boundless your fellow man disregarding all the differences and discrimination
When you're ready to love people like the God loves us
When you still can feel the others ache as it's yours
When you can give all the wealth you possess to save someone's life
When with honesty is purified your words
And your steps are strong and your roads are straight
You deserve the paradise of the skies
That's it my friend you are already loved and beloved..
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Success means doing the best we can with what we have. Success is the doing, not the getting; in the trying, not the triumph. Success is a personal standard, reaching for the highest that is in us, becoming all that we can be. If we do our best, we are a success. Success is the maximumutilization of the ability that you have.
quote by Zig Ziglar
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Summers Here
Summers here
Im for that
Got my rubber sandals
Got my straw hat
Got my cold beer
Im just glad that Im here
Summers here
That suits me fine
It may rain today
But I dont mind
Its my favorite time of the year
And Im glad that Im here
Old man wintertime
He goes so slow
Its ten degrees below, you know
You can take your ice and snow
And let my balmy breezes blow
Yeah, the water is cold but Ive been in
Baby, lose the laundry and jump on in
I mean all gods children got skin
And its summer again
Old man wintertime
He goes so slow
Its ten degrees below, you know
You can take your ice and snow
And let my balmy breezes blow
Summers here
Im for that
Got my rubber sandals
Got my straw hat
Drinking cold beer
Man Im just that Im here
Its my favorite time of the year
And Im glad that Im here, yeah
song performed by by James Taylor
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Love And Attraction
I do not want anyone, anyone who really wants me,
Every one that I desire, wants to be with someone else. . .
I find it so amusing.
Isn't that the way it goes?
I'm a blimp on someones radar
They don't even catch my eye
I want what I haven't got, even if it kills me trying.
I want her, she wants him, he wants me, I give in.
I want her, I want him, I don't want anything.
I started questioning, the rules of coupling.
This strip is mobius, it's never ending.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or a lover?
Now pick one or the other.
It's not easy to find, anyone who captivates me,
Anyone deserving time.
Must have some how, eyes confide
Looking in the wrong direction.
She wants him, he wants me, I don't want anybody,
And everyone who wants me-
It's so amusing.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or lover?
Now pick one or the other.
Everybody wants someone to hold.
Everybody wants to choose a role.
Everybody wants to break the mold.
No hint of bravery.
Everybody chases and some will deal.
Never play a chance tho' none are for real.
Everything falls between the cracks of
Love and attraction.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or lover?
Now pick one or the other.
Love and attraction
It's like joy and sadness
It's like peace and conflict
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
Everybody wants someone to hold.
Everybody wants to choose a role.
Everybody wants to break the mold.
No hint of bravery.
Everybody chases and some will deal.
Never play a chance tho' none are for real.
Everything falls between the cracks of
Love and attraction.
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Heat And Ice Could Together Dwell
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
Oh I can be arrogant and I can be rude.
I can be tempermental and give attitude too.
I can be distant and be cold as hell.
Even though I've never understood how heat and ice,
Could together dwell.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
But when I'm pushed to the limit I can freeze and steam.
With a melting to eventually thaw,
To become someone's manipulated putty!
Showing a protective crust although within a soften dough.
And I hate it when its known I just puff to blow smoke.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Are Many More Like Me To See
Is there any 'particular' reason why you question me?
Any reason at all you question my integrity with intensity?
My experience and acquired wisdom you detect as delusional.
Or believe me to fantasize the real issues to minmize?
Why?
Is it that I do not expose wounds or scars left by obstacles?
Am I not reflecting enough pain from a suffering done,
To buffer the sounds of groans I've numbed...
From the taking of drugs or the drinking of alcohol,
And thrown out of local bars when I've gone too far?
To be seen stumbling around until I fall and discovered bawling?
I've been through all of that.
Long before you began to probe with xrays and radar.
Is there any 'particular' reason,
Why you address me with disrespect?
Or feel free and okay to express indiginites you think I'll accept?
Is it my appearance, where I live, speak or choose to dress...
That you perceive me as being someone less who's beneath you?
OR...
Could it be I have an identity you don't often enough see?
And you...
From what you have observed from others to view,
Have been conditioned to treat me like dirt?
Well...
I hope you're prepared to be traumatized!
Because there are many more like me to see...
Once the veil has been removed from your tunnel visioned eyes,
To shock and surprise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reluctant Traps
Today...
Many are living lives no longer valued.
Shown by the expressions worn on their faces.
Traced with an obvious depression.
Adorning faked grins,
No longer protect them from this impression.
Since the measure of success for them,
Has either been foreclosed or repossessed.
And many things once lavishly blinging,
Gone to pawn.
Standards held to appraise the good side of life,
Has taken a hike...
To repress pretentions and the getting of attention,
Once so loved.
And for some coming to grips with this,
A broadened insight for them has begun to exist.
To finally rid themselves of reluctance.
And reluctant traps...
Are just that.
A reluctance that is trapped until removed.
Reluctant traps are just that!
Once released for them,
One should make a break...
Doing what it takes.
And don't buy...
Into gloom.
Reluctant traps are just that!
Sit back.
And don't buy,
Into gloom.
Reluctant traps are just that!
Sit back.
And don't buy,
Into gloom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Are Not Feeling It
Do you have it in yourself to achieve?
Are you bothered by listening and discipline?
Does either one of them or both...
Make you cringe?
Especially when someone experienced,
Tells you over and over again...
Those are the two key elements to success.
And you regard criticisms, advice and suggestions...
As being offensive to your sensitivities?
Plus you rather socialize than to sacrifice your time,
To do anything that prioritizes...
What you claim to have love and interest to do.
And there is no loyalty or devotion applied?
Where is your passion?
Do 'I' think you have it in yourself to achieve?
That's the question you did ask me,
Right?
Well...
You have none of that of which I just mentioned.
Was that a trick question?
Or did you just want to see me laugh?
And why would you ask me,
A question like that in the first place?
If you are not feeling it...
What makes you believe that I can feel 'that',
Coming from you?
Stop seeking attention.
Stop seeking acceptance.
Start...
Believing in yourself and your abilities,
And you will never have to ask me...
Or anyone else,
A question like that again.
Now get out of my face.
You're wasting 'my' time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Genuine
When one accepts,
Who one is...
All that isn't,
Is made clear.
And that which has an identity,
As distinct as a tree.
Also appears to be genuine.
And recognized for what it is,
Naturally.
No pretentions are given to get from it.
Nor would that be acceptable,
Since a falseness is understood.
And not to be permitted.
And...
It becomes more difficult to respond,
To that which has no reality or vision.
It is as if a game of charades exist.
And one acknowledging this,
Rather not participate.
Or observe the nonsense of it!
'You can not force upon me,
What in my heart does not feel is real.
Or perceive to be.
So...
You are correct.
I do not believe you offer to give me,
One hundred dollars.
To do absolutely nothing! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choice 2
The beginning and end is choice
Choice is the power of decision,
Brother to destiny, sister to success
Brother to mediocrities, father of failure
Wrapper of success and failure
Upon every parcel it's written-'choose me'
Success or failure, Kindness or bitterness
Love or hate, heaven or hell
Recommendation or condemnation
A glare or stare, pearl or pierce
A crown or a cry
THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
poem by Abisoye Sejoro
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Cold Beer, Women and Music
I like cold beer on a hot day
I like hot women on a cold day
I like music on a hot or cold day
I like to have cold beer in my pad
I like to have my women scantily clad
I like to have my music not bad
I like my cold beer enshrouded
I like my women endowed
I like my music loud
I like my cold beer in my right hand
I like my women tanned
I like my music close at hand
I like cold beer to unwind
I like women to dine
I like music to remind
I like cold beer with women
I like women with cold beer
I like cold beer and women with music
poem by Bill Kamen
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Touched As Wished
Perceive and feel any accomplishment wished.
The beating and removing of weeds...
On a path,
May slow...
But don't let a mind that is fixed,
To accomplish...
Drift.
Mistakes are made.
But one must allow this...
If a feeling of success,
Is going to be touched as wished.
Stay away from those with negativity to grind.
People like that are weak in initiative...
Are also seeking to validate,
Their insecurities in other minds.
Misery loves company.
A lot of it and that's a fact.
And emotions shown that go unprotected...
Are used as traps to hold folks back.
'I understand exactly how you are feeling.
Come and sit with me.
I have time to waste to listen with a comforting done,
To every one of your complaints.
Don't hold back.
I am here for you and I want you to know that.'
Misery loves company.
A lot of it and that's a fact.
And emotions shown that go unprotected...
Are used as traps to hold folks back.
To achieve and acquire success...
One must work at it constantly.
Often without being understood.
Often without sleep.
Or getting little rest.
But blessings come as rewards for those tests.
Perceive and feel any accomplishment wished.
The beating and removing of weeds...
On a path,
May slow...
But don't let a mind that is fixed,
To accomplish...
Drift.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grateful and Pleased
I've been too real.
And I think,
That has been my greatest flaw.
When someone discovers,
A thing one does...
Is much bigger than they perceive.
They begin to believe,
It should be shown...
As they conceive it to be.
Like in magazines, movies...
Or on national TV.
And when it isn't...
They don't know how to react.
Since they know they have shown,
A lot of disrespect.
And they expect to get that back.
And when they realize,
Something genuine has been missed...
They attempt to overcompensate for it.
Instead of showing the respect given,
That has been shown to them.
They begin to then look at another a different way.
As if what had been displayed for years...
To them had not been known that way.
I've been too real.
And I think,
That has been my greatest flaw.
And that's why I prefer the peace of my own company.
Too many are deluded,
By impressions of success.
And why those amongst them...
Should live somewhere else to do that best.
'So and so,
Has a condo in New York City.
Did you know so and so,
Moved from Atlanta to LA? '
No I didn't.
I'm glad to have a bus pass.
Ad peace of mind with me everyday.
And I pray for it to last.
I am grateful and pleased,
To be right where I am!
And happy to have my life in perspective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Success always necessitates a degree of ruthlessness. Given the choice of friendship or success, I'd probably choose success.
You Are Better
You have actually succeeded in convincing me
I was making a fool of myself, everything I said
interpreted as negative - I give up, conform to
your opinion - I am too tired to fight - besides
why fight someone who shall do everything
that's wanted -
Why expect understanding and friendship
when I get common sense, help buying
groceries, guidance in human relations,
everything required - if you feel that I‘m
stupid, I have to agree; but as it means
you are the biggest fool
For putting up with me while I feel that you
are worthy - it means I would not agree to
anything with someone I deem unworthy:
if you deem me unworthy, so be it, you
are welcome to put yourself down, I'd
never do such a thing myself
If you feel you were capable of choosing an
inferior partner while I feel superior in my
choice of you, I prefer my own estima-
tion to yours; you can rate me as low
as you please, I rate me as high
as can be - because I know
You are better than this…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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