Buy' Yourself a Bag of Chips
Because I show an interest in you,
I 'have' to prove myself worthy...
To gain your attention?
You have either too much caffeine in your system,
Or someone suggested to you I was desperate.
Which is it?
I admit I had been physically attracted to you.
But the only thing that surges to a peak on me,
Right now...
Is my left eyebrow.
Are you grooming to be 'all that'?
Let me see if I have some spare change,
So you can 'buy' yourself a bag of chips!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paper Promises
We were once so good together
So close we couldn't see what's up ahead
Another one will give you pleasure
Then you'll turn your back on me
Don't tell me lies, I've heard them all before
You're never gonna change
Don't tell me why, I'm not interested in
What you have to say
Now trouble seems to seek you out
Attracted by the void that's left in you
So when you've had enough of living without
I hope you'll look within
But you won't so
You take one step forward and two steps back
But this time you're all on your own
Prove to me that I'm not wasting time on you
And all your paper promises
When you say that you've had enough
With all the trouble that you've been facing
Why can't you show that to me
Why can't you show that to me?
song performed by by Hoobastank
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But...Going On Like This, I Do
You can!
But I can not,
Go on like this.
You can!
But I can not,
Hide my emotions.
Inside to leave distant.
You can!
Remain with pain,
And not let go.
Tell me nothing is wrong.
But I know that's not so.
You can sit in one place...
To stare out of the same window,
All day...
And not move a muscle.
But I can't compete with that.
Something you hold onto has control.
Keeping you attracted.
And my love for you,
Has a kept helplessness about it...
That keeps me attached and trapped.
You can!
But I can not,
Hide my emotions.
Inside to leave distant.
You can!
But I can not,
Go on like this.
And even though I know,
You have heard me admit it...
Going on like this,
I do!
Just to prove...
That my going on like this,
Hopefully...
Will sink in and get through to you.
I am here but for no other reason,
But to give and show...
The love that I have for you one day you will know!
The love that I have for you one day,
To me...
You will learn, as I have...to let that love show.
And even though I know,
You have heard me admit it...
Going on like this,
I do!
And leaving you,
Will never undo it!
But...
Going on like this,
I do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spare Change
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
Shaking the few pieces of worthless metal in my can
In order to get a passer-by's attention
But they pay no mind to me
They act as if I was some kind of transparent figure
As if I was not even human
But a sickly animal
And those who look either shake their heads
Or go into a fit of laughter
I despise them for their ignorance
I loathe them for their lack of compassion
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
Holding a brown, battered sign
But once again they ignore me
If all the world's a stage and I'm just an actor
How did I get stuck playing the beggar
Why was I born an Untouchable
Each day I stand here
Each day they pass me
Like I was a statue or sign
But when faith seems lost
A saint comes along and adds a n ounce of hope to my Pandora's Box
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out,
This time speaking with a voice louder than a male opera singer's
Yet the people are still oblivious of me
The naive children point and laugh at me
The drunks beat me
The businessmen look at me with stone faces
And with a cold heart, disregard me
The gangs bang on me
And the women, who are the worst of all
Just stare and shake their heads
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
But again no one listens
So I decide to pack up for the day
For no wants to help a bum
But as I head for the nearest shelter I wonder
Can anyone spare change?
poem by Garrett Bradley
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The Beggars Lament
Spare some change Mr
You know Im down and out
Spare some change
You know I need it
Spare some change Mr
Im down on my luck
Spare some change
Well F**k you ya auld C**t
Spare some change Mrs
Spare me your change
I promise I, ll get steaming drunk
D ya think its my fault
Im down and out
D ya think its his fault
He chats up queers
D ya think its his fault
He drinks all those beers
If you think its our fault
Just remember this shout
F**k you ya auld C**t Im down but not out
poem by Kevin Campbell
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLVI: Interest
people attracted to ones who have same interest
people also attracted to ones who have opposite character
but weird is the one who doesn't have interest to either of them
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Nothing Left To Loose
Something, something's taking over me
Shaking, bottled up inside of me
Crawling, crawling in the shadows so no one finds me
Hiding, paranoid I suffer no sleeping
I'm annoyed, I think you should shut it
Give me no attention or you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
Help me, sitting front of fire I'm melting
Don't you leave me hanging I'm burning
Can't hold on forever
I'm not that stupid
Genius cracking underneath this pressure
Sorry couldn't keep it together
I know I've got it coming, but you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
Save me from myself
Always get your way
Save me from myself
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
You always get your way
I saw you turn away
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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Nothing Left To Lose
Something, something's taking over me
Shaking, bottled up inside of me
Crawling, crawling in the shadows so no one finds me
Hiding, paranoid I suffer no sleeping
I'm annoyed, I think you should shut it
Give me no attention or you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
Help me, sitting front of fire I'm melting
Don't you leave me hanging I'm burning
Can't hold on forever
I'm not that stupid
Genius cracking underneath this pressure
Sorry couldn't keep it together
I know I've got it coming, but you'll be sorry
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
Save me from myself
Always get your way
Save me from myself
I've got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
I saw you turn away
Got nothing left to lose
You always get your way
Got everything to prove
You always get your way
You always get your way
I won't just turn away
You always get your way
I saw you turn away
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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Little big girl
You refuse to hold my hand when we walk
You don't hug me tight anymore
Just to prove you have grown enough
Just to show that you can take care your self
And you don't want to be called cute sweet baby
You want to be those cool sexy lady
But I tell you girl
That's another day
You may want me to stay away and not to always watch over
You deny to admit your confusion to the world
And you won't listen to me right now
Age is not decided the whole thing
It is what in heart and mind that prove the quality
So you just have to learn it someday
Cause when you down, I'll still be there to say I care
Cause when you cry, I'll still be there to wash your tears
You start to learn wearing make up
You secretly try my wardrobe
Just to show you are big enough
Just eager to be free to do what you want
Even you are not my cute sweet baby anymore
Even you already becomes cool sexy lady
But I tell you girl
That's won't change a thing
You may need to be accepted by your friend
You want to impress everyone that you could be something
And you won't believe me anyway
Appearance is not the most important thing
It is what inside that will be the true judgement
So you just have to realize it someday
Cause when you lonely, I'll still be there to give you warmth
Cause when you lost, I'll still be there to wait you home
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Qualities to lead
Neither will I look forward,
Nor sideways or backward,
I don’t prefer means hard,
No wish to have any reward,
Easy going with no mention,
Why people take so much tension?
Our death will also not invite any attention,
No need to worry and raise the question,
Keeping to self is best way,
Shut the mouth and nothing to say,
Let unnecessary things pass and no attention pay,
Pray for future and bright sun shine ray,
Don’t you think world is so limited?
Showing more but less committed?
Lapses more but never admitted?
Achievements less but ads more noted?
Striving hard for show and illusion,
No conciliation but simple collusion,
Peace not liked and preference to confrontation,
Self interest first is the only orientation,
Me. family and only my house,
Intention clear where interest rouse,
Go for outright gain and never submit,
Wrong means but guilt never admit,
Never failed so far and gained a lot,
Centre of attraction and always in spot,
Maintaining fine and good rapport,
Doing well with garnering support,
Is there anything wrong if I possess,
Have my own way and ideas with access,
Have philosophy of a day and strict adherence,
Bold approach without anybody’s reference,
Person with liberal thought is considered mad,
Always to part with ways and later feel sad,
My views are perfect and clearly read,
Have I not all the qualities to lead?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Thank You For Ringing That Bell
You constantly would ask for my opinion.
And nothing that I have suggested,
Has stuck in your head like glue.
After years of discussing your insecurities...
I have one suggestion left,
I'd like to offer you.
Collect all of your excuses.
And reuse each one if you have to.
Your speeches of change,
And admitting this is true...
Makes no difference to me anymore,
What it is you do!
I've learned not to pay any attention to you at all.
And waking up to that realization,
Has taught me this lesson...
If someone can accept,
One's show of disrespect...
And not think that could be...
A possibility that leads,
To the beginning of one's downfall?
Stalling in hesitation creates the implementation.
And I thank you for ringing that bell.
Because I have finally awakened,
To answered the call.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Envy of the eye & the nose
Let the eye and the nose
Argue why the eyebrow
Who does nothing
Occupies
A Higher Exalted Position,
& even this
Mouth which
Speaks and eats
Thoughts and food,
Have reason to complain,
Why the eyebrow
Up when it
Does nothing?
Its placement is meant
To make you look like
One normal human face
The brain understands
What happens when
The eyebrow is transferred
Below the lips, and you
Know very well, the
Eyebrow really, does
Not mind, if you look like
An alien with a spike.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Maybe I Could Change
Maybe its just those same old things
Maybe its just a waste of time
This reminds me so much of the day you said goodbye
And as you walked away still I would not admit
You were right, you were right
But then now its a different state of things
Maybe its more than I can take
cause it seems like the worlds against me now
And I need someone to show me how
But I still cant admit you were right, you were right
And I was wrong
Maybe I could change
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could change myself
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could have your love
Ive been holding my hopes so high
But cant you help me now, my arms are so tired
And maybe they made the world that way
Maybe its just a waste of time
Just like me, they turn the other way
And just like me, cant bring themselves to say
Now I know the mistakes that I have made
And if I try and if its not too late
Then I can maybe admit you were right,
You were right, and I was wrong
song performed by by Utopia
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You Want to Gain...What?
You want to gain...
What?
Fame, fortune and wealth?
To feel you are above everyone else?
To deal them with teases...
Just to please yourself?
You want to gain...
What?
Attention you insist belongs to you?
To set pretensions upon their point of view.
What does this 'really' do for you?
Would this erase your insecurities...
And those obscenities that you spew?
You want to gain...
What?
A dignity and pride...
With 'things' and objects,
You believe holds a head high.
Or eyes on you!
To be awed by a fake persona.
And left transfixed...
By your masquerading of it!
You clearly feel an emptiness.
And this you keep inside.
Nothing you choose to express to impress...
Will ever address what you deny!
And an identity unknown...
Seems to leave you depressed,
With regrets.
This is shown!
And moving forward beyond this...
With determined steps,
Will not gain you what you wish.
If you are too afraid...
To expose and admit,
Mistakes you've made!
But you insist...
None are there to fix.
You want to gain...
What?
A way to disguise your blemishes,
There and appearing.
Or a way to escape from your flaws?
No one finds endearing.
Which of these do you believe can not be seen?
You want to gain...
What?
Another life?
One you don't find,
So disgusting?
To live one that is lived perfectly right!
One you wished you had lived less distrusting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Graciousness
I don't intend to dye it at all.
It has been well deserved.
I earned it.
I try to execise,
To keep my body physically fit.
So I don't give the appearance of Godzilla.
I don't have that temperment.
But I do admit to a raised eyebrow...
Especially around those who assume,
My graciousness comes without effort!
The older I get,
The more of it is expected.
And on some days I may disappoint.
Those are the days I'm not hardly trying to show grace.
Those are my rudeness days.
And I do my best to provide balance!
Some folks don't get the message...
Until all sides are allowed a scrutinized view!
It entices gossip.
And I am not beneath delivering to this need!
'I am not talking about your hair.
I thought you thought I was talking about your hair? '
I've learned as I get older...
Say anything!
It doesn't matter.
Few listen.
And those that do...
Have no clue what the conversation is about!
Tie it all in!
Ultimately they will believe it all makes sense.
It doesn't have to!
And that's what I love most about aging!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The blossom only once
A woman gets her peak
when she is explored with fervour,
as if she was under a beast.
A man gets his peak
when he explores her with ardour,
as if she was a goat to a wolf..
We have mortgaged our peak
to the monogamous, mono-gyandri system.
Hence, all nights are dull other than
the first night to each couple.
09.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Will Be Worthy Of It
It
I may not reach the heights I seek,
My untried strength may fail me;
Or, halfway up the mountain peak
Fierce tempests may assail me.
But though that place I never gain,
Herein lies the comfort for my pain –
I will be worthy of it.
I may not triumph in success,
Despite my earnest labour;
I may not grasp results that bless
The efforts of my neighbour.
But though my goal I never see,
This thought shall always dwell with me –
I will be worthy of it.
The golden glory of Love’s light
May never fall on my way;
My path may always lead through night,
Like some deserted by-way.
But though life’s dearest joy I miss,
There lies a nameless strength in this –
I will be worthy of it.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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No use to shout at them to pay attention. If the situations, the materials, the problems before the child do not interest him, his attention will slip off to what does interest him, and no amount of exhortation of threats will bring it back.
Sincerely
If I had been You I would have left
Said there's nothing else that I can do
But You saw somethig deep inside of me
I had no idea but I was crying for you
Didn't have to make the sacrifice
Didn't have to come and save my life
Didn't have to pay the price for me
Sincerely I'm not worthy
Didn't have to give all that You gave
No way I could ever walk away
Here's the only thing that I can say
Yours truly thou art worthy
I can't believe You've chosen to reveal
Never ending mercy towards a heart that's been so faithless
The fact that You want to show Yourself to me
My knees grow weak can hardly speak
For your love has been relentless
Didn't have to make the sacrifice
Didn't have to come and save my life
Didn't have to pay the price for me
Sincerely I'm not worthy
Didn't have to give all that You gave
No way I could ever walk away
Here's the only thing that I can say
Yours truly thou art worthy
How can I repay You for the things that You've done for me
Dear God
I call to You
Make me more like You
My way to say thank You
Is do all that you say
Didn't have to make the sacrifice
Didn't have to come and save my life
Didn't have to pay the price for me
Sincerely I'm not worthy
Didn't have to give all that You gave
No wayI could everwalk away
Here's the only thing that I can say
Yours truly thou art worthy
song performed by by Out Of Eden
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I drink booze, I smoke, and I'm hooked on caffeine. I actually have been known to swear at times and belch and even raise my voice when provoked. And I'm not physically repressed!
quote by Helena Bonham Carter
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Lines Sent To Elia,
Elia! thro' irony of hearts the mender,
May this pig prove like thine own pathos—tender.
Bear of thy sageness, in its sage, the zest;
And quaintly crackle, like thy crackling jest.
And—dry without—rich inly—as thy wit,
Be worthy thee—as thou art worthy it.
PS.
Beside the sty-born finding room to spare,
Begs kind acceptance of himself—a hare.
And since, being sylvan, he but ill indites,
Hopes he may eat much better than he writes.
poem by John Kenyon
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