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Breast Fed

Sacrificing the expected,
To be the unaccepted self
One is.
Regardless if tears fall.
Afterall...
The time will come,
When others find that being shunned
For who one 'is'...
Has its rewards.
And being ignored,
Provides a growth that shows those stunted...
In ways that delays a maturity,
Fear by others still seeking to be breast fed.
From any available 'crib'.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Sacrifice

If you know what it is like to sacrifice,
With the rewards of the benefits to you received...
Why do you vocalize the doing of it with such contempt?
Are you seeking more of the acknowledgement?
And the sacrificing you claim to do,
Has yet to be noticed by others?
What is it that you sacrifice?
False pride, your self centered ego or both?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Ways To Them That Will Stun

A sacrificing done,
Need not be sacrificial.
That which is knowingly sacrificed,
To those with that done as an experience...
Who someday will receive those benefits.

And to them it will become beneficial,
In ways to them that will stun!
In ways those and others knowing...
A sacrificing did has been done,
With a denying of themselves consumption.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Justify

Babys gone
Said shes movin on
Telling me
I aint comin along
I thought you said you were satisfied
Youve given up on everything we tried for, why?
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love
Smoking gun
Hoid it in your hand
You cant deny
Im the victim of your plan
Innocence with a guilty side
I dont understand
Tell me why oh why
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love
Lonely hearts finally find a home
Then they part
Like everybody does
Guess the love meant more to me
Go your way
But I cant see... why
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love

song performed by by Hall & Oates
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Misterious Ways

Mysterious ways
I must have aged 20 years in the last seven days
Livin on emotion disbelief and rage
I found out the hard way life is what you make
Sometimes you gotta learn to give yourself a break
You can go where you want to go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside youll see
You can have it all if you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways
Accidents can happen and they always do
It only takes a twist of fate to turn on you
I was in the wrong place at just right time
I thought she was a lover not a friend of mine
You can do what you wanna do
You can screw who you want to screw
In the end its the fantasy
Not reality that will set you free
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways.
And once its inside of me
Its like a symphony
Youre on a cloud and cant come down
Its like a dream then you come around
You can go where you want to go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside youll see
You can have it all if you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways

song performed by by Toto
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Something To Offend

One's prolonged obsession,
With soliciting empathy...
Eventually gains them a sympathy,
For possessing a mentality...
That has left a maturity,
Something to offend the ones...
Who will never in their minds,
Self examine their insecurities to address it.

And it continues to hurt those,
Forced to remain stunted and stagnant...
By those who can not divorce from the hold,
On their limited views on growth...
While advocating the advancement of ignorance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candied Kisses

She wants it sugar coated.
To clip and paste...
Upon her fragile reality.

He wants to be her superman.
Although he flies into brick walls.
And he can't quite come to his feet to stand.
He is human afterall.
Stumbling from a crawl.
To get up again...
Proving he has the balls to win.

They represent,
Roleplays
That have come to an end.
And they resent delays,
To their wishes.

They represent,
Roleplays
That have come to an end.
And they resent delays,
To their wishes.

She wants it sugar coated.
To clip and paste...
Upon her fragile reality.

He wants to be her superman.
Although he flies into brick walls.
And he can't quite come to his feet to stand.
He is human afterall.
Stumbling from a crawl.
To get up again...
Proving he has the balls to win.
Time and again to defend,
If he doesn't.

They represent,
Roleplays
That have come to an end.
And they resent delays,
To their wishes.

They represent,
Roleplays
That have come to an end.
And they resent delays,
To their wishes.

Woe oh,
They pray to have it their way.
Woe oh,
They were raised with candied kisses.

Woe oh,
They pray to have it their way.
Woe oh,
They were raised with candied kisses.

They represent,
Roleplays
That have come to an end.
And they resent delays,
To their wishes.

Woe oh,
They pray to have it their way.
Woe oh,
They were raised with candied kisses.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Watchers

Why should we fear the alien?
who seem to be observing us.
I fear much more my fellow men
It seems to me ridiculous.

That we assume hostility
of which there’s little evidence.
Perhaps the strange craft which we see
are merely on reconnaissance.

They’re tasked to watch the human race
but not allowed to interfere
. For some signs of maturity.
They are afraid that we draw near

to having the technology.
Which will enable us to spread
from our small island galaxy.
A happening they view with dread.

They know we are belligerent.
We have been watched for centuries
The fear the threat that we present.
We’re quarantined like some disease.

These monitors form outer space
who keep a wary eye on us.
Are right to fear the human race.
They are not merely curious.

Despite the progress man has made
to them we lack maturity...
They have good cause to be afraid
we threaten their security..

They have the right to be afraid
of human ingenuity.
Perhaps in time we’ll make the grade
when we attain maturity.

Man is his own worst enemy
he sees each stranger as a foe
and meets him with hostility.
We dare not let our own fear show.

Why should we fear the alien.
There is no reason for alarm
They do not act like other men
why should we fear that they mean harm..

10-Mar-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Not Even the Obvious Shelters Can Protect Those Afraid

It is not easy,
Being the one deceived.
Or having that done,
By more than one.
But once that is known...
The flight from it,
Can bring one a happiness.
When it is realized,
How many have accepted it.
Without comprehending...
The participants and the depth of it!

It is not easy,
Discovering the truth.
When so many deny that it exists.
Afterall...
Aren't beliefs based on non-fiction?
How can so many,
Live addicted to fiction?
But it has been done!
And to awaken from delusions,
Can stun anyone!

And this stunning when it comes...
Many will attempt to shun!
However...
This is 'reality'.
There regardless...
Who decides from it to run!

And those who were taunted,
By those who flaunted lives of lies...
Are not the ones trying to disguise,
The gloom that appears in their eyes!
A consciousness that has arrived,
Is there openly to see.
And not stunted behind masquerades...
By those in fear,
Seeking somewhere to hide!
Or somewhere to cloak,
Unspoken feelings felt inside.

These are the days,
Bare neccesities are craved.
And yet egos in self praise...
Are the ones finding the most discomfort.

But truth never hides,
Or provides charades!
Not even the obvious shelters,
Can protect those afraid!

'This is the dawning of the Age of Reality.
The Age of Re-al-ity.
Ree-al-ity!
Harmony and understanding...
And so forth and so on it goes!
And where it stops?
Nobody knows! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mysterious Ways

I must have aged twenty years in the last seven days
Living on emotion, disbelieve and rage
I found out the hard way life is what you make
Sometimes you gotta learn to give yourself a break
You can go where you wanna go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside you'll see
You can have it all
If you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
You're dancing to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways
[Chorus:]
Accidents can happen and they always do
It only takes a twist of fate to turn on you
I was in the wrong place at just right time
I thought she was a lover not a friend of mine
You can do who you wanna do
You can screw who you want to screw
In the end it's the fantasy
But not reality
That will set you free
[Chorus]
Once it's inside of me
It's like a symphony
On a cloud and I can't come down
It's like a dream then you come around
[Instrumental break]
You can go where you wanna go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside you'll see
You can have it all if you just believe
[Chorus]
Time moves in mysterious ways
You're dancing to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious
Time moves in mysterious
Time moves in mysterious ways

song performed by by Toto
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While Seeking Something More Impressive

They are the first to admit,
A seeking of creative ways to advance...
And exist in all areas,
That will justify their growth process.

But for whatever the reasons,
They have chosen to dismiss...
Those with the creative expertise,
To recommend with suggestions.

And instead look for scholars,
With book sense to limited mindsets...
To guide them in their quest,
To be the best that they can be!

And...
They still will never see,
The forest for the trees.
While seeking something more impressive.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? for the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop. Growth is exciting; growth is dynamic and alarming. Growth of the soul, growth of the mind; how the observation of last year seems childish, superficial; how this year — even this week — even with this new phrase — it seems to us that we have grown to a new maturity. It may be a fallacious persuasion, but at least it is stimulating, and so long as it persists, one does not stagnate.

quote by Vita Sackville-West
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Beg A Little Love

(hunter/mcnasty)
Life takes a little piece of you away
Most everyday of your life
Oh learn to get wise, you learn to compromise-
You learn to criticise yourself
I guess we all grow up cos one day everything-
Seems so further from the truth
And you try to find yourself- in this endless youth
I said you try to find yourself-and you
Beg a little love
Fate takes another stab at your face
And you can never cease to resist
And you take it on the chin-that old sucker punch again
Reminds you what youve missed
When the colors blazed and your jealousy raged
You were so sensitive to every touch
And it aint to forget in this endless youth
So you find a perfect stranger- and you
Beg a little love
What do you get in the end
Did you really need that friend
Your emotions dulled to save your heart
From failing at the hardest part
But you still get down on your knees
I said you get down n your knees
And you beg
Now theres nothing left to laugh at
Nothing left to say-nothing left do
Theres nothing left-so theres nothing left to ask for
But you still get down on your knees- and you beg
These words are my sacrificial lamb
Burnin a hole down my heart
Dancin down that river of no return
You know you missed that boat- but you still get
Down on your knees
Afterall o those years
Afterall o those fears
Afterall o those dreams
Afterall o those screams
Aferall o those nights
Afterall o those fights
When my mind had gone, when both o my minds had gone
When my minds had gone
Im still a child
And I get down on my knees and I beg
Beg a little love

song performed by by Ian Hunter
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Terrified I Am to Commit Again

I think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.
But it is without conditions and prerequisites,
I wish for it!

Maturity is there.
And my heart searches seeking.
But the act of it...
Stays a reluctant fixture in my head.

Suppose my love is actually shared?
And a committment I am afraid to receive,
Is dared by someone with devotion to spare.
Suppose the love I give,
Is returned without thought.
And I am aware,
What is there is no longer sought!

I think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.

And I do not want to appear to be fickled.
Afterall I am at the age,
Where the gray in my hair...
More than testifies I have lived nine lives.
And appearances have arrived,
To prevent denial without my lips to lie.

But I...
Do think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.
But it is without conditions and prerequisites,
I wish for it!

And I do admit,
I am seeking someone to convince me...
I am on that side of time,
When the ticking of the tock heard from my clock...
Is no longer energized by sustained youth,
On watch with anticipated patience.

I'm looking for an express delivery these days.
And willing to change if...if,
Well...
We'll see!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tears

Our love girl is going through changes
I don't know if I'm alive dead dying
Or just a little jaded
Someone throw me a line
You know I need it I need it bad
Lost in a maze of my own making
No way out that I can find
Send home your hard working jury
I'm going down this time
You better believe it yes you had

So if you hear me crying
Or talking in my sleep
Don't be afraid
It's just the hours that I keep
We gotta love to last for a million years
A love that could never fade
Through the tracks of your tears

All I can do is hope that you will see me fall
Do your best to smash my picture on your wall
Forgive me baby
Absolve me my dear
I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears

I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears
Of your tears
All those tears

I cast a shorter shadow with every passing day
no time to think I'm just fading away
Some kind of magic in all your hopes and fears
Shows me the future through the tracks of your tears

song performed by by The Stone Roses from Second Coming
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Sonnet- Success Will Come

Don't lose your heart if failures come with ease;
Build up courage and try again-succeed;
Let failures not disturb your mental peace;
Delayed if mirth is sure to well exceed.

Rewards may come to some in ways unknown;
Rewards may miss the truly talented;
Rewards may make a person sometimes clown;
All flowers aren't born to be well-scented.

Though failures come, our duty we must do;
Let Nature take its time and course it must;
Results could be very untoward too;
Our human eyes cannot avoid road-dust.

The patient man will soon succeed in life;
But one knows not, how long can last one's strife.

poem by John Celes
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Jewels of tears

life has witness, our growth, the pain, the joy, and dream
where what our heart desire, so close to our self, that it
transcent every journey to the unknown of what is beyond
our comprehension

every tears has memories to tell, like a meadows in the
marshes of ashes in the limbo of agony, so painful to
feel, and other are joyous as well, a meaning that tells that
every experiences, is interwoven to every growth of our
body and soul posses

a tears that fall, makes a call, and every tear drops that
show in the cheek, takes a paddle near to the shore,
where success is sure, the tears that has gone is one
ladder to the stairway of heaven where we are always
be ready

the place where everyone wish to be there, each steps
are made of tears that fall, in every pray you call, human
aspiration is heard, when our heart and soul is ready to
receive God's mercy

let our teardrops be dropped, in the ladder of tears,
for in every tears is a step, you step, near to the jewels
of tears, that leads you to eternity, where the heavenly
Father is your destiny

poem by Antonio Liao
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That Right To Live The Life You Like

You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
Since nothing is a given.
Or proven to be owed.

You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
And doing that is always,
Worth more than a purety of gold.

Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.

You've got to fight for that life you like,
Most times,
Wrong or right...
With a pinch of some pain and tear stains to gain.

Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mirror Here Mirror There

Mirror in this hall shows what I hate most of all
In the bath shows me where I fall
At twelve shows me where I stand tall
Yet it shows a short standing of all
To the mirror in my left and right
Shows what disgusts thy life
When most others fall to the mirrors walls
But thy stand to fall and look in the mirrors halls
Thy tremble down these mirrors halls
To were the mirror shows were I shall fall
Then leave my mirror on the darken wall
To show another soul where to fall
Then leave their mirror in another gleaming hall

poem by Nick Trager
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I wish this were a sacrifice time

I wish this were a sacrifice time
a flaten tin cans and bind up paper time
a Cub scout drive time
A Spitfire and Helldiver time
An “excess profits tax” time
an everybody works time
A kapoc time to pick the milkwood

Like then, the lights are turning out
all over the world
it's just about as bad.
The bodies are turning up,
it's just that professionals are being paid
to do any sacrificing that's “voluntary”.
Instead of 'WE'RE SACRIFICING' like then
it's WE'RE BEING SACRIFICED.

poem by David P Williams
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Baby Crib

A baby soon will sleep in that crib
He will have lots of dreams
Soon you will have those sweet dreams baby
And in your dreams you will be able to count the ships baby
While the angels come down from haven and watch out for you baby
That crib will be the place where he will go to sleep
That crib belongs to him
That crib is an old one
It is one of a kind
You don’t see it anymore
That crib will be nice and warm for him to sleep in the winter nights
And cool in the summer for him to sleep

poem by Aldo Kraas
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