Carving My Own Path
Listen!
I do not intend to burst your bubble
But
You are wasting your time
Trying to slot me into your categories
Or attempt to define me along with someone
You have found a comfort in relating to
I am carving my own path
This is 'my' territory
And there is not a category you can create
To put a name on it
Unless it is Pertillarisms
So don't give me suggestions as to how to do
What I am doing
If I knew that myself
I may be more open to your remarks
But as for now
I'm innovating
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Skilled At Introducing Agitation
I don't mean to burst,
Anyone's bubble about this!
'Yeah, you do! '
But...
If something is declared to be in short suppy,
Wouldn't you be curious if that was a lie?
And to learn an abundance of a shortage,
Had actually existed?
I don't mean to burst,
Anyone's bubble about this!
It would bother me deeply,
If I was thought of as a gossip.
'Yeah, right! '
Suppose those who knew this,
Kept the news to themselves.
And only by accident this was revealed.
To be knwon by someone else.
While the price paid for shortages,
Shot through the roof.
And those who took advantage,
Deceived and hid the truth!
I don't mean to burst,
Anyone's bubble about this!
But I can not be the only one here that is curious.
'No...
You are not.
However...
You do seem to be the only one,
Who is skilled at introducing agitation.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Go With It
Where do you have it stated,
That I seek your self importance?
Point it out to me,
Where my dreams, wishes and beliefs...
Depend upon my following your lead.
I hate to burst your bubble but I don't.
Perhaps it is my willingness to listen,
With intent to comprehend.
And that made you feel good about yourself.
I can't imagine treating anyone with disrespect.
And you went ahead and interpreted that as praise?
I hate to burst your bubble but...
Well,
And today I wont.
If I've done something to make you feel good about yourself...
Go with it!
But give yourself more of the credit,
Not me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
At awards time, The Exorcist was nominated in 11 categories, everybody but the janitor was up for an Oscar. There was no category for what I did.
quote by Mercedes McCambridge
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Put a Penny in the Slot
If my action's stiff and crude,
Do not laugh, because it's rude.
If my gestures promise larks,
Do not make unkind remarks.
Clockwork figures may be found
Everywhere and all around.
Ten to one, if I but knew,
You are clockwork figures too.
And the motto of the lot,
"Put a penny in the slot!"
Usurer, for money lent,
Making out his cent per cent -
Widow plump or maiden rare,
Deaf and dumb to suitor's prayer -
Tax collectors, whom in vain
You implore to "call again" -
Cautious voter, whom you find
Slow in making up his mind -
If you'd move them on the spot,
Put a penny in the slot!
Bland reporters in the courts,
Who suppress police reports -
Sheriff's yeoman, pen in fist,
Making out a jury list -
Stern policemen, tall and spare,
Acting all "upon the square" -
(Which in words that plainer fall,
Means that you can square them all) -
If you want to move the lot,
Put a penny in the slot!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Chief Motivator
Please...
Call me 'freak'.
Or something comparable...
That places me in that category.
I've grown accustomed to be considered 'weird'.
Since this has been the 'chief' motivator...
That has inspired with an energized indifference,
Propelling a compelling aspiration I have to succeed.
Please...
Call me 'freak'.
Or something comparable...
That places me in that category.
Your decision to decide to become politically correct,
Has had an adverse affect on my productive output.
Forget those suggestions from the rest!
Give me what I seek and need to feed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Wasting Time
in between dim hours
in between dull days
i'm out counting flowers
i'm still chasing faith
mistake me for a pilot
mistake me for a face you know
consider this old conscience
let no trouble come my way
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, we'll make our plans
wasting time
it's you alone i wish to free
on you alone i'll focus
it's not the change i wish to believe
this coming of the locusts
skipping like a skimming stone
skimming the bad chapters
swimming thru your tides alone
swimming on your laughter, we're after
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, let's take the chance
wasting time
you and i, we understand
time is not for making
but just because we don't have a clue
doesn't mean we're faking, we're wasting
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, we'll make our plans
wasting time
song performed by by Zwan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
He's Building A Taj Mahal
A deified temple of love
No matter what she says
No matter what she does
He doesn't give up
He won't give up
He's building a Taj Mahal
A deified temple of love
For a shy shadow bodiless her
Each day one more brick
She says cease from your labour
I'm not a stone
I'm not a tower
I'm not a temple
No matter what she says
No matter what she does
He keeps on building
Building a Taj Mahal
The day he's gone
The temple will vanish
A bubble burst temple of love
The day she's gone
The tower will disappear
A bubble burst temple of love
Drawn in earthly notes
Everything's written on a wind
Bubble burst blown away
A shadow for a shadow
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Bubble In My Heart...!
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that floats
Like it is made out of soap
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that dance
Like it is riding on the breeze
A bubble a bubble in my heart
A bubble a bubble that fills my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that sings
Like it knows how to sing
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that roams
Out of my heart in to the storms
A bubble a bubble in my heart
A bubble a bubble that fills my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
Baby can you see that
Yeah the bubble in my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that shines
Much more than sunshine
A bubble a bubble in my heart
Yeah baby, there is a bubble, a bubble in my heart....!
poem by Rowving Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Dont Listen/ listen
Don't listen when they tell you that you can't be somebody well known someday
Don't listen
to the stupid remarks people say
Don't listen
when people spread rumors.
Listen
when people give you advise
Listen
when they try to bring you spirit high
Listen
because they always try to help you.
Don't listen
to the people who try to get you high
Don't listen
to the people who lie
Don't listen
to the people who tell you that your ugly.
Listen
to the people who make you smile
Listen
to the people and get to know them for a while
Listen
to the people for you may learn something everyday.
poem by Leticia Starkey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Who will Burst, Bubble or World?
O, traveller, you are not at any deadend,
The world of beauty is not lost,
The paradise neither gained nor lost,
Only you are a traveller,
Busy in going here and there,
Doing this and that,
Thinking changing scenes
changed by you
Standing below you say Sun to Move,
Clouds and birds to fly,
Sitting on the shore you order,
Waves to subside,
May be you are
Speck of a star, divine spark, yet look at all are same,
Who has to obey you,
Is it your body and mind obey you first,
Or the whole world?
Change yourself, watching your own,
The bubble when bursts,
Nothing going to change,
Look at the soap bubble,
All colours of rainbow found,
or look at the spreading oil dropp on water,
But when time comes who will burst, bubble or the world?
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What I Must Insist I Keep
Futile is the attempt to create my reality,
For me.
Or what takes place in it,
To benefit another's version of life.
I will never accept,
Since for me the feeling is not right.
And I don't go out of my way to disrespect anyone,
By rejecting a point of view that doesn't to me come.
It is not my way to have my comfort redefined.
And the peace and comfort that is my own...
Is what I must insist I keep!
Without needless discussion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Listen To The Rain
(Rain)
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they stay for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You can feel youre alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
song performed by by Evanescence
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Back To Nothing
you are a small bubble
living inside
a big bubble like the small cat
inside the stomach
of the comforting bigger cat
a joey
inside a kangaroo
a louse within a
mustache
there is always a story when something
is inside something else
like a sub-language
because somehow one must
survive the
dog's race or
the rat world
the internalization of
of the subsumed
fine, the story must be told
in the simplest manner
possible
there is no need for
a story teller
and the story goes like this:
there is a bubble which burst inside a bubble
and the bigger bubble bursts during the bursting
and then
the end is always the same as ever:
there is only nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Unless It Is Addressed
Unless it is addressed.
And anyone hears from me,
A solicitation for suggestions.
No one who crosses my threshold,
Is invited to give opinions...
Regarding my chosen lifestyle,
Within the walls of my comfort zone.
And IF I am roaming around butt naked...
Feel free to also do so!
Why some people take it upon themselves,
To want to recreate someone else's space...
And not practice good visiting guest skills,
Is something one does...
When a comfort has surprassed,
The disrespect zone.
And in my home when that begins,
An exit is requested with a...'You can go home! '
Unless it is addressed.
And anyone hears from me,
A solicitation of suggestions.
No one who crosses my threshold,
Is invited to give opinions...
Regarding my chosen lifestyle,
Within the walls of my comfort zone.
And IF I am roaming around butt naked...
Feel free to also do so!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Chew Chew Chew (Your Bubble Gum)
Ella Fitzgerald - Chew Chew Chew
[Instrumental Intro 55 seconds approx.]
[Ella]
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Baby
[Repeated x2]
First you pop, then you stop
The gum gets big and round.
Blow your troubles,
Way like bubbles
When you hear that
Funny little sound [pop noise]
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew Your Bubble Gum!
[Boys]
Listen Sis your havin fun,
Chewing on your bubble gum
Give us some and we shall see,
Just what fills your heart with glee
[Ella]
Boys your right Im havin fun
Chewin on my bubble gum
Bubble gum it makes me sing,
Here chew some to make you swing!
[Instrumental]
First you pop, then you stop
The gum gets big and round.
Blow your troubles,
Way like bubbles
When you hear that
Funny little sound [pop noise]
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Hey
I thought about you just last saturday
My voice got cracked I didn't know what to say
Down in the shade or maybe in the sun
And if you need it I think I got one
Where are you
And what's on your mind
Where are you
Am I wasting my time
Where are you
And what's on you mind?
I just want to know if I'm wasting my time
I snuck out of work to see her smile
I'll hold her hostage for a little while
I wrote a letter I thought I'd let you know
I'm right behind you any time you go
Where are you
And what's on your mind
Where are you
Am I wasting my time
Where are you
And what's on you mind
I just want to know if I'm wasting my time
My mind got busy around 3 a.m. or so
Crawled in you room through the back window
Hoped when you woke up you wouldn't be too mad
I hope I never wake up your old man
Where are you
And what's on your mind
Where are you
Am I wasting my time
Where are you
And what's on you mind
I just want to know if I'm wasting my time
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
If you can't define a winning exit strategy for the American people, where we somehow come out ahead, then we're wasting our money, and we're wasting our strategic resources.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Suggestions
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
Most times folks await,
Suggestions they prefer and like.
And it becomes difficult,
To be both honest and polite...
With someone who tries to define,
My interpretation...
Of what I 'really' meant.
To defy in denial...
With a prepared and customary,
Excuse.
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
When I know I am honest in my assessments.
And folks aren't ready for the truth...
Unless it agrees with them.
Only to hear them say back to me,
'What makes you an authority?
Judge and jury? '
My response?
'Years experienced,
In being a complete jackass!
And it becomes easier for me to identify one!
You...
Are still in the midst of development.
And I understand that too! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In The Dream Territory Of A Woman
In the dream territory of a woman
light and darkness
merge and unite
In the dream territory of a woman
all things ensue
except for man
In the dream territory of a woman
through the open window
rain enters, and
the breeze teases the curtains
In the dream territory of a woman
night passes on
but never rises the sun; and
there is an endless wait for the morning
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Wasting My Time
By bookmat
I dont think you understand
That what youre doing is not so cool
You think its funny to mess with my mind
Dont you
You know I like you so you just tease me
You give me just enough to hang on enough
When youre just wasting my time
Youre simply wasting my time
So quit wasting my time
Do you hear me when I say
So let me ask you something
Do you think Im pretty or dont you
Do you wanna get with me or not and nowwww
Or are you just wasting my time
Youre simply wasting my time
So quit wasting my time
And what would youve got to say
Well things have got to change
Say this just isnt right
I dont wanna have to fight
And I think Id better go
Cause this aint working out any more
And Im sorry, sorry, sorry
Understand
That what you did
Was just not so cool
Baby, youre just not that cool
song performed by by Eminem
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!