Concepts of Success
If you are stressed,
And at times depressed!
With thoughts self defeating
From a beating you digest.
Perhaps you should relax!
Give your mind a rest!
Chances are you suffer...
During thoughts 'infested'
With concepts of success!
Let go of comparisons,
To others and what they have!
Chances are everything they own
Is rented, leased with or without...
Something that keeps them feeling sad!
If you are happy and glad,
To be just who you are...
Your star shines much brighter,
Than those pretending they are better
Than anything you 'really' are!
Concepts of success,
Can distract someone who is blessed!
Many have not achieved that at all.
And they spend much time...
Trying to keep hidden a mess,
Kept concealed in their hearts...
For fear of sharing with you,
What they are too afraid to confess!
They are locked into images...
And spending every waking moment,
Doing their best
Wishing to impose
An impression they are hoping,
Remains in the minds exposed...
To trinkets that are flaunted,
With price tags still shown on clothes!
And there are so many of them,
'High and fixed'
Blissed to sit with lives committed...
On an ego overdose!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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I Am Here To Represent My Mind
Im here to represent my mind
Why do we live inside our mind?
Never wish for the wrong
You could've had it for long
Already things happen aside
Put you off place- rocksteady decide
Long stride to get whats in need
Only chance there is to succeed
I reason with the morals of ghosts
Use my knowledge as a tool
Plauged by many worthy hosts
Anti-segregational rule
His face is shadowed
He lurches his steps
An existance perceived to the greatest of depths
Materializing thoughts
The tangible crusade
Generations develop, change and then fade
Concepts in concepts- beautiful concepts
Concepts in concepts- dutiful concepts
Uprooting concepts, relating to indepth
Making you a metaphor, exposing the real depth
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Changes
Changes
Is one thing some people hate doing
So don't be afraid
It might be something you like
So take a risk and try something new
If at end you hate
It's ok
Try something else and
Eventually you found what you good at
Some of us afraid if they make
Changes
It be bad and that they can't never take it back
So just go with the flow, be chill and relax
Just push yourself through it and
Think of happy thoughts or
Things that make you happy
You will never forget about it
Changes
Are things I hate to do
When it come to getting a boyfriend
I never took that chances and I feel guilty
So give it a chances
I learn just take that risk
No matter how nervous you are
Changes
Can be a good thing or bad thing
So remember
Just do what you comfortable with or
You can just try it
It's your choices
Changes
So if you chicken out, it's ok
Everyone is just like you once
Changes
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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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Give Them No Credit
Maybe it is believed,
Those who have achieved success...
Seek attention,
From those of mediocre ambitions?
'That doesn't make sense!
None of it.'
Well...
Perhaps it is perceived,
Their expressions of jealousy and envy...
Will attract those of peace of mind,
To want to be around them all the time.
'That sounds just as sick as your first explanation.'
Then maybe they are just crazed.
And they are given too much attention.
Perhaps you are 'feeling' them with empathy...
Not realizing insanity has already smothered them enough.
And you are trying to find an excuse,
That gives them a purpose for their existence.
'There has to be a reason why God made pests!
Something my mind has not been able to digest! '
You should give your mind a rest.
And give them no credit for being near one.
And leave whatever they are or are not,
Alone!
It is obvious they are attempting to addict you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Point Of Reality
In the world of possibilities,
Anything is quite possible,
Once there is the time,
Energy and will to face with courage,
The many chances of success or failures...
As long as every action taken
Is done with pride and dignity,
Success will be available
For a new and happy soul! ...
I don't want to live forever young
For my life would be extremely bored,
Watching the rest of the world
Everyday getting very, very old
While I am still remaining young...
With the rest of the folks,
I want to grow!
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Distractions
Distractions
~
I seek to distract myself
So thoughts will not be forgotten
More kept elsewhere for a while
Have them otherwise entertained
A busy mind has no time to idle
To wander about the what ifs and whys
Those fruitless agonies considered
In the dull silences and quiet hours
It’s a duel of attention, distraction
When strong thoughts resist my ignorance
A book becomes a struggle
While the wayward mind wanders still
Thoughts resist to be kept at bay
However I seek to distract myself
To leave certain thoughts for a while
That I may rest my soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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In Their Eyes
My success has not achieved respect,
In their eyes.
And I laugh from mine.
With the knowledge...
It is me who has chosen to be in their presence.
And success?
That was delivered to me,
When at birth I was blessed...
To have this experience called life!
And what more of a success can one possess?
If anything can be done without life as it is known...
I haven't been shown.
As of yet.
And until that happens,
I'll do what God expects.
And that is to have no other gods before Him!
That is a 'memo' I understand clearly.
And that is a confession I will always profess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The key of light
On the cloudiest days and the darkest nights
The sun still shines though it’s not in sight
Hidden and locked away with in our minds
There is this box full of perpetual sunshine
Hidden and locked away with in our hearts
There is an ability to live life and experience all its parts
Happiness is the first key to success
With out happiness in the heart what is left?
Look deep inside your soul and find
The key to unlock the box of perpetual sunshine
For with out this key, this key of light
The sun will still shine but will never be in sight
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Yield to Success
People want to succeed,
but some are afraid.
Afraid of the person,
they'll be one day.
Where power defines them,
and their views are blurred.
where their control is endless,
while their heart is disturbed.
where greed becomes second nature,
and integrity is lost.
where money makes the decisions
regardless of the cost.
Fear of success,
is nothing new.
fear of success,
is humanity's glue.
It makes us humble,
and keeps us grounded.
so when we get there,
we're not dumbfounded.
For with clear eyes,
and an open mind.
Our success,
can never be refined.
So don't be afraid,
just be aware.
That success is something,
to be handled with care.
poem by J.B. Hines
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On top of the world
The joys of success.
The feeling that you are on top of the world.
The warmth never seems to end.
Past failures seem to be irrelevant.
That is until you fall.
You fall from that throne.
Fear begins to envolope you.
Fear of not knowing when it ends,
and wondering if you can get up when it does.
The chains of failure.
The feeling that they will never be broken
The happy moments are looked at as just dream.
Success was never really achieved.
Staying on top forever is just a fantasy.
Laying in the darkness forever is a choice
To escape the darkness I ask myself one question.
Is the depths of my failure greater the the heights of my success?
poem by Joshua Wyatt
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In The Spending Of Their Time
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives.
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
Hopefully,
They will come to realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
No one can be all-knowing,
If one has never been alone.
Or have been on their own...
To know the true meaning of self-evaluation.
Or value emotional devastation.
If one has not,
Opened up that lock.
If no one takes the time to stop,
To take 'inventory' of their stock...
That seems for them to never come,
With a dropping of a blocking...
That stuns and shocks.
They will never know,
How this affects and hurts one so!
Those me-me, I-I activities...
Isolates the mind.
Sickens the body.
And darkens a lost soul.
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives...
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
And...
In time,
When they are left confined...
Behind.
With no one concerned...
What it is in their lives,
Or on their minds.
They will come to learn to yearn!
In the spending of,
Their time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Images Of The Sun
Sun shines
waves caress
sand's so hot
winter must confess
White and brown
seem to fly all around
and the sun shines
but shines not on me
Seagulls high
lonely bay
I shout at the waves
who hear not what I say
The tide is in
and the sun shines
thoughts so quiet
on images of the sun
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Love Dream #2
You know there are times when you impress me
When you dont even try
You say youd get along without me
I know thats something you deny
I know that you just want me to stay
Dont need pretending you can find your own way
Just listen to the words that i say
If you could, id be understood
Id love you to love me
Yes id love you to love me too
Are you sharing my thoughts
Cos id love you to love me too
Come over here, give me a shoulder
How many times have you turned love
Ive all this love here to give you
I still need some in return
I know that you just want me to stay
Dont need pretending you can find your own way
Just listen to the words that i say
If you could, id be understood
Id love you to love me
Yes id love you to love me too
Are you sharing my thoughts
Cos id love you to love me too
I know that you just want me to stay
Dont need pretending you can find your own way
Just listen to the words that i say
If you could, id be understood
Id love you to love me
Yes id love you to love me too
Are you sharing my thoughts
Cos id love you to love me too
I need you to need me
Yes i need you to see it through
Are you sharing my thoughts
Cos i need you to need me too
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Your Presence Felt
In my eyes,
You cast light.
Not shadow.
In your mind this you must believe.
Success you have already achieved.
My heart you have touched.
In a way you have chosen.
In a way no one else knows.
Your place is there.
To lead not follow.
Never fear your achievements to be,
Second best.
You must not feel challenged by others.
Do what it is you do.
Not what you assume the rest expect.
In my eyes,
You cast light.
Not shadow.
In your mind this you must believe.
Success you have already achieved.
If you had not...
Your presence felt,
Would never bestow a glow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Here Is My Resumé
We...
You and me.
Have spent too much time,
Playing charades.
Instead of being in the parade,
To live our lives.
We stood by cheering or booing others on...
To leave our own lifelines disconnected.
Nothing to protect or keep us from being neglected.
We've been disrespectful of ourselves.
And we expect...
A rescue mission to come and find us,
In a wilderness of mess we nested...
To willfully let it become infested?
Don't look at me...
With readied criticisms!
I have been prepared all my life,
To voice my thoughts.
Whether wrong or right...
Day or night!
I have not chosen flight as my expression of rebellion!
Many were those times I took to the streets,
To become my own Grand Marshal.
Even though it was disregarded as a display of ego.
But I did not compromise my dignity.
And I see none of that...
OR pride around!
We...
You and me.
Have spent too much time,
Playing charades.
Instead of being in the parade,
To live our lives.
We stood by cheering or booing others on...
To leave our own lifelines disconnected.
Some have chosen to flaunt their pretensions.
Others went on to do good deeds.
Very few I see could care less about their own survival.
And you accuse me of being insensitive?
Remember this...
I have always kept my identity intact!
I didn't sell my soul to trinkets.
To play games of 'I-Can-Out-Shine'
Never did I find the time to laugh at anyone.
Even though I did think...
Those I now see in sorrow,
Were completely out of their minds.
We...
You and me.
Have spent too much time,
Playing charades.
Instead of being in the parade,
To live our lives.
We stood by cheering or booing others on...
To leave our own lifelines disconnected.
Nothing to protect or keep us from being neglected.
We've been disrespectful of ourselves.
And we expect...
A rescue mission to come and find us,
In a wilderness of mess we nested...
To willfully let it become infested?
Here is my resumé!
And there is nothing I have earned,
That spells out rejection on it!
I've gained from my despair.
And licked my own damn wounds...
With a wish to assist others heal!
Do you know how that feels...
To have your own turn away,
From that reach to appeal?
And I am glad those who now cry,
Did not find me qualified!
Self-serving?
Yes...it is!
And well deserved.
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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Today I Care
At one time I cared less,
About your thoughts.
And how they were expressed.
I was too busy collecting 'things'
Believing they would bring me a happiness.
At one time I perceived,
My needs were different than yours.
I thought of life as a contest...
And doing whatever I could to win,
Regardless of any suffering you did...
Behind 'your' closed doors.
That was a problem 'you' had,
I chose to ignore.
At one time I thought myself better than most,
If I had a college degree.
Afterall, so many didn't!
And I was getting 'mine'...
With very-little-sleep,
Indeed.
Any sacrifice committed I did,
Was done then for selfish reasons.
There was something I wanted to prove.
And selecting those I wished to please.
That is what I then did do!
I had corrupted thoughts.
Brought about by ego.
I had corrupted thoughts.
That would glorify my name.
And I was not above shame!
I had corrupted thoughts.
Not criminal but close.
I had corrupted thoughts I chose...
To drive a nice car and wear fine clothes.
Petty I know.
But I needed then to boast!
At one time I cared less,
About your thoughts.
And how they were expressed.
I was too busy collecting 'things'
Believing they would bring me a happiness.
At one time I perceived,
My needs were different than yours.
I thought of life as a contest...
And doing whatever I could to win,
Regardless of any suffering you did...
Behind 'your' closed doors.
But today I care about you more than ever.
Feeling us connected...
In a 'together' seperateness.
Today I care about you more than ever.
Both of us have been blessed,
Not to live it to impress.
But to be grateful for life as it is!
And that should be expressed.
To leave God to do the rest,
At His best!
At one time I cared less,
About your thoughts.
Your needs and your feelings.
Until I awakened to realize...
They were my own!
And 'that' God has shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why? ? ?
Am I a looser who just don't wanna accept or i am afraid to confess?
why everyone out in the world is waiting eagerly for me so that they can suggest.
why everyone pretends that i am someone who have made out her life a mess.
why if something couldn't be achieved..all the previous acheivements have become useless.
why if the final short is missed all the previous victories have been dismissed.
why someone else's success seems to have joined hands with my failures to make fun of me.
why the absence os success overshadred all the flavours of life which were passionately required just few days back?
why someone else's success forces you to live his life even for a short while..
why i can't resist even when i know this will make the pain persist.
why a single miss makes meaningless all your previous hits.
why we forget all the kisses of success if we get a single kick.
why is it easy to suggest and difficult to follow.
why are we always ready to welcome success and failures allways knock when we are short of prep?
why its always the pain which we resist and it persist.
why me? ? ? this is the question we always want to b answered by pain and always forget when we get a chance to welcome the fame of success game....
why the success is something which we always deserve and failure is always when our badluck plays its role? ?
WHY? ? ?
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