Catnaps Are More the Habit
A peaceful sleep,
Rarely descends upon an active mind.
Catnaps are more the habit.
And an awakened time is spent...
Finding how to use it,
At the expense of a talent.
Or a cause one seeks,
To either invent or complete.
Rest?
One unaccustomed has to be reminded,
To get some is for the best.
And yet there are those who commit themselves...
Regardless of those concerned.
Or the quality of their protests.
There are those who are driven.
And there are so many who could care less!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Day In Bed To Rest
So peaceful is the sleep,
That comes without upsetting news.
So peaceful is it,
To close one's eyes...
And not think of anything else,
Important left to do.
So peaceful too it is,
To know our neighbors ears...
Aren't pressed against the walls,
To listen to hear what's going on in our space...
Because they are not impressed by it at all.
So peaceful to know there is shared respect.
And a concern that is shown...
Known and it protects.
So peaceful is the rest one gets,
Just knowing one's life...
Is complete with happiness.
And with no regrets...
One can leave from one's doorstep,
And come back to be welcomed...
By the Sunrise, Noon and even Sunset.
If one chooses to stay,
All day in bed to rest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Needed Rest
So overwhelmed to give at times,
I find isolation brings me peace of mind.
To give is to receive.
And in that I do believe.
But a necessity to set limits...
Allows me to feel I should and can breathe freely.
Without jeopardizing my abilities,
Which requires my much needed rest!
Although I may get protests,
From those who perceive...
My abilities are given just to please their needs.
Blessed?
Yes.
But those best lessons I've learned,
Have been the ones I have kept.
And without rest for the mind,
Guess who gets the quality time?
No one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things Ended
Engulfed by fear and suspicion,
mind agitated, eyes alarmed,
we try desperately to invent ways out,
plan how to avoid
the obvious danger that threatens us so terribly.
Yet we're mistaken, that's not the danger ahead:
the news was wrong
(or we didn't hear it, or didn't get it right).
Another disaster, one we never imagined,
suddenly, violently, descends upon us,
and finding us unprepared -there's no time now
sweeps us away.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Futile Search
I have decided that there is nothing more to gain
Only to take care that it remains in tack and doesn’t go to drain
Lots of sequences emerged in mind and reminded me of hard struggle
There was complete peace in mind and spending rest of time without any trouble
I gave second thought over years of futile search
It had taken my complete life for the end to reach
One may take satisfaction in securing material comforts
To enjoy complete joy as if ship has anchored the port
What did force me to go in for materialistic world?
Where all happiness and joy remain feeling less and cold
It has artificial pull from friends and relatives
But I had remained careful in choice and very subjective
Even though I have everything at my disposal
People were ready to accept me with any proposals
I knew it was their love for my wealth and luxurious way
But some of the aspects were keeping me always away
My forefathers spent their life with meager sources
This was one of main reason and driving force
I had one concept very clear in mind
That I will go for all out hunt and find
The wealth and all fame needed for my satisfaction
I had made my views know to all and gave clear indication
I ventured into selfish world with only one aim
Complete reliance on self and something more to claim
By dong so, I didn’t sell my soul
I remained calculative but very cool
I employed honest ways and treasured the truth
That is the reason today I sit alone and feel worth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In The Quietness of The Moment
In my thoughts –mind in stress
In my thoughts - self seeks rest
Heart - seeks solace
Heart - receives brief succor
I and me -shared insight
I and myself –anew a few
Soul, I, partner, and
'complete themselves in one another'
6/1/2010
[Written during a time of distress that loaned me a quiet moment before taking it back]
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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The expense of a war could be paid in time; but the expense of opium, when once the habit is formed, will only increase with time.
quote by Townsend Harris
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Emptiness Descends
I've lost him in the clouds
gone from my view,
And however deep I seek
I can't pursue,
This man who was my love
someone so true,
So very much my refuge
my rendezvous.
Such emptiness descends
my world is blue!
If I could fly up high
would he be there,
Looking down with eyes
that show his care,
Remembering the times
we used to share,
There isn't anyone
who can compare,
Such emptiness descends
he's gone elsewhere.
But I will hold him here
within my soul,
And cherish all we had
so I feel whole,
He'll always be with me
and will console,
This hurting heart of mine
which all condole.
Such emptiness descends
what is my role!
I'm out there on my own
I must last through,
For without his hand to guide
I've no value,
To finding my way alone
I have no clue,
Where will I go from here,
what will ensue.
Such emptiness descends
on my debut!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Making Time And Finding Comfort
I awakened today,
With yesterday on my mind.
And the day before.,
Along with those days before that...
Gone but obviously not forgotten.
And I asked myself...
Why are times I can not change,
Making time and finding comfort in my mind?
And giving me a reason to trip,
With 'what 'ifs'?
I awakened today,
With yesterday on my mind.
And the day before.,
Along with those days before that...
Gone but obviously not forgotten.
And I asked myself...
'If it is time you want to waste,
Why can't you take some of it...
And clean up your house? '
Needless to say...
I thought that comment was extremely rude.
So I left.
Determined to return when I felt like it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dreamless Sleep
Sleep now beloved the dreamless sleep,
Lost forever to this sphere.
Never to awaken from the abyss so deep,
Or to see the ones that you held dear.
Sleep now and rest your weary head,
Thy time of rest is nigh.
You look so peaceful in your bed,
No rising chest no heartfelt sigh.
Sleep now beloved the dreamless sleep,
Nothing shall disturb thy rest.
Sowing of ages you now will reap,
Embarking on your timeless quest.
9/9/12 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Deep troubles sometimes
I have deep trouble sometimes in night
I have tried number of times to make it right
Still it has not improved and I live with it
It is now not new for me and can no longer fight
I may take care not to snore heavily
Even though it used to come of its own readily
We had accepted the fact very happily
It was still not ignored easily
It may disturb a person sleeping at some distance
I was awakened at night number of times
I may feel sorry for them but had no choice
As I was unaware of the magnitude of noise
At one night she woke up from sleep
She was dreaming sound and deep
She might have seen some dreaded dream
All might have swept on her as team
She was breathing heavily with fear
I made her comfortable at once to bear
She was still screaming and begged for disturbance
I consoled her to forget it at once
She was of very mild nature
Before going to sleep, she will make it completely sure
She will see to it that it is available ready next day
This was her specialty and unique way
She is fully devoted and keep everything stored in her mind
She won’t disclose it to any one and take care that no one finds
In doing so she may struggle at night to forget
In dream also she may find it hard to let
In both the cases the mind plays an active memory box
It is usually a guarded secret but acts as cunning fox
No one know at what times it will choose invade?
It will strike at once make you unstable and fade
So when she screamed at high note everybody rushed
Children thought I might have scuffled with her and pushed
But picture became clear when she clarified
It was over now and everybody got satisfied
The children were grown up and fully matured
The matter was not dragged further to be slurred
It puts you in odd position if it is taken otherwise
It may so happen that anybody can blame much to surprise
As mind is never put to rest
It will function all the time at its best
It may prove some times an acid test
As what will be revealed very next?
Everything is omitted at night from the masked soul
You have unconscious mind at rest but speaks no foul
It is exact replica of what had transpired in a day
The mind has its own pattern to act in a way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A women under stress is not immediately concerned with finding solutions to her problems but rather seeks relief by expressing herself and being understood.
Isn't The Change Already Evident?
The more expense of persuasion spent,
And the actual acts of facts put into place...
To chase away doubt and those paying,
With debates displayed and tossed about...
To convince there is some sense being made,
Has been less cost effective to change perspectives...
Of those standards valued and the quality of one's life,
Has slowed that slide downhill at a speed everyone observes...
Is increasing in momentum and not turniing around.
Regardless who has the experience in business.
Or who advises a community a unified effort is better served,
If all participated in change!
Isn't that change already evident everyone is participating in?
And who has not felt the wind while going down on that slide?
Even those still in deep sleep are finding it hard to catch their breath.
And no one expects gold trinkets under their feet,
Everywhere they step.
Not in their best kept delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Little More Time On You
Written by Sturken/Rogers
Yeah....
Oh yes
Ohhh..yeah..
Can this be true?
Tell me, can this be real?
How can I put into words what I feel?
My life was complete
I thought I was whole
Why do I feel like I'm losing control?
I never thought that love could feel like this
and you've changed my world with just one kiss.
How can it be that right here with me
there's an angel?
It's a miracle...
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(A little more time, yes he did baby)
In all of creation
All things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than
Any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold
When you came in this world
And I'm trying hard to figure out
Just how I ever did without
The warmth of your smile
The heart of a child
That's deep inside
Leaves me purified
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep (and deep)
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(on you, on you, on you, you....on you, on you, on you, you..) ohhh...
(on you, on you, on you, you....on you, on you, on you, you..) yeah...
Never thought that love could feel like this
and you changed my world with just one kiss.
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel?
It's a miracle...
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep (peaceful and deep)
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(on you, on you, on you, you..)
God must of spent...
A little more time
on you
(on you, on you..you....you..oooh..yeah)
A little more time
on you...ohhh
song performed by by N Sync
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Her Only Bad Habit Is Me
We walk hand in hand
through our world today.
We will walk that way forever,
if bad habits don’t get in the way.
Now she has only one bad habit,
and that habit is me.
If I do something wrong,
she does not see my failing there.
She would rather go on loving,
the man she chose to care.
Now my bad habit shine like a beckon,
but she does not really care.
So though we wander with love,
through to the sunset somewhere.
I think of how lucky I am,
with everything I see.
So glad she has only one bad habit,
and that habit is me.
14 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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God Must Have Spent... (Groove Station To Station Mix)
Can this be true, tell me can this be real
How can I put into words what I feel
My life was complete, I thought I was whole
Why do I feel like I'm losing control
I never thought that love could feel like this
Then you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel, it's a miracle
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
Oh a little more time, yes he did baby
In all of creation, all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than and diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world
And I'm trying hard to figure out
Just how I ever did without
The warmth of your smile, the heart of a child
That's deep inside and leaves me purified
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
On you...
Yes he did baby
I never thought that love could feel like this
Then you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel, it's a miracle
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
On you...
God must have spent a little more time on you
A little more time on you, oh
song performed by by N Sync
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Those 'Maybe' Days
Baby...
We all have awakened to have those 'maybe' days!
With a feeling of 'maybe' we will.
Or 'maybe' we wont...
Do what is expected,
At the expense of slighting...
Someone respected that depends on us.
And did not suspect,
To have a trust taint or dust.
And as soon as those twenty-four hours are done,
We can breathe easier that a fresh batch of new ones...
We can look forward to welcome.
And then maybe, baby...
On the other hand,
Some days end as the Sun descends and reflects.
And we find ourselves sitting in retrospect,
Thankful we had the best days yet.
So baby,
Don't fret!
You are not alone,
When you feel upset.
Some days we just awaken,
To those 'maybe' days we can not shake away.
And maybe some will...
And maybe some wont care,
As long as there is a plan...
To leave them behind,
Without prolonging the despair!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rest Of My Life
Suddenly, it happened so fast
I couldn't believe the news that I received
My heart stopped as I hit the floor
I fell to my knees cryin' Lord help me
No matter what time brings
All the changes we go through
In life there's some things
We just can't prepare for
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know
True love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
Life goes on that's what they say
Time will heal all your pain away
But I feel, feel so alone and
Now you're gone how can I live on
No matter what time brings
All the changes we go through
In life there's some things
We just can't prepare for
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know
True love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
Until I see you again
I'll hold on to sweet memories
I'll treasure the times we spent
I see I'd do anything
I see your face, I see your smile
Callin' out my name
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
Don't they know true love never dies
I promise to love you for the rest of my life
I don't care what they say
Don't care what they do
I don't care what they think
I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
I don't care what they say
I don't care what they do
What they think
'Cause I promise, I promise
To love you for the rest of my life
(for the rest of my life
song performed by by Xscape
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I'm Inclined to Call You Stupid
You spent all of this time wasting yours...
Finding ways to hurt me.
I can not believe you allowed yourself...
To lower your mind to such a degree.
Did you not notice me,
Ignoring your tactics to feed your ego needs?
Did you not witness my willingness,
To expose my agonies for the public to see.
With my beliefs and faith...
I continued to remove each obstacle you made!
You spent all of this time wasting yours.
And I've spent mine...
Building an empire.
To strengthen my bloodline I leave behind!
But those thoughts never entered,
Or crossed your mind!
I'm inclined to call you 'stupid'...
But you may regard that as a compliment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eroded
Everyone wants what they want...
Yesterday.
Prepackaged,
And ready to meet their demands.
To be used!
At their descretion and availability.
To fulfill their needs and comforts.
When the time permits.
And 'if' that time fits the mood!
There is one thing missing,
With this kind of attitude!
A willingness to sacrifice,
That which is desired to exchange communication.
And too many seek to be pleasured,
As if on vacation!
With expectations.
As they commence to holding auditions,
For a production they wish both to direct and produce!
With beliefs their non-involvement,
Is going to provide a perfect relationship...
To be staged and presented without flaws.
And when that doesn't happen...
It is always someone else's fault.
Someone to accuse and abuse,
For their lack of comprehending the rules.
Loyality, devotion and complete subservience!
And this is the quality of life,
So many are finding has eroded from their realities.
A fantasized existence...
They've been indoctrinated to believe can be theirs,
Without a price to pay.
OR...
With little invested but an expected huge return.
At someone's expense but not their own!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take as Challenge
I have spent sleepless nights
To find solution and answers very right
Each time I tried for its way out
I was finding it fruitless and all about
Why at all life was to be taken as challenge
After all we need square meal and manage
Rest everything was out of reach
As people reminded me and tried to preach
I am now scared to share
As I find no place to go near
How I would try to go somewhere
If that leads me to land no where
I thought to end life with no way open
Such ideas may creep in mind all of sudden
I had not known the full potential
As life would be really proving substantial
What is there to stare at sky?
Mind think uselessly about its hollowness and fly
No usefulness can be attained with doubtful mind
It must adapt to the situation and arty to find
What we are looking for in life to carry out mission?
Is it meant for eating and spending time with confusion?
Is there anything to do other than to think endlessly?
Or come in terms with real life and spend it happily
We may breathe as long it is granted by almighty
Nobody is allowed to end it for the fear of poverty
Many more hurdles can make life miserable
Here it may be seen as real danger with trouble
It will be cowardice act if life is ended in failure
On the contrary, steps would have been take n to make it sure
No one here is so sure about his life game
One must live it lavishly with forceful claim
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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