Conflicts of Disinterests
Even the varying dislikes they have,
Expressed for one another...
Have developed into new ways,
Of disagreements displayed.
They now address their disinterests,
Of those interests...
Only yesterday they said they would consider.
But debates initiated that introduced similarities,
Quickly alarmed those...
Who wanted to keep alive those discussed disparities.
Even the varying dislikes they have,
Expressed for one another...
Have developed into new ways,
Of disagreements displayed.
Now there are conflicts of disinterests.
With points to make.
As if an intentional disarray,
Has not already been the goal achieved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Extendibly Kept
Greatness declared,
Seems almost too simple to say.
Too simple to adorn that which isn't...
With such a high placed esteem.
Greatness just to say,
With few ways of it expressed.
Seems as if a parody,
Of what isn't there with wishes it could be.
A greatness achieved and extendibly kept,
Takes a constant self reflection.
And a careful watching of one's steps.
A greatness achieved and extendibly kept,
Takes repeated self examination.
With a wanting always to do one's best.
Greatness declared,
Seems almost too simple to say.
Too simple to adorn that which isn't...
With such a high placed esteem.
Greatness just to say,
With few ways of it expressed.
Seems as if a parody,
Of what isn't there with wishes it could be...
Forever peceived and to others believed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seeking Something Deeper And Concrete
From the beginning,
You initiated a chase.
The day we met,
I expressed a fondness for you.
And you expressed to me,
Feelings...
I now relate,
As being falsely made.
When I believed the Sun would appear...
You quickly would cloud it to give me shade!
It has been years and time spent,
I have not been convinced...
You care for me at all.
Every now and then,
You might express an emotion.
But a connection to what you mention,
Seems to stall behind a wall.
And I am not an architect...
Wishing to play with loose bricks.
I'm into seeking something deeper...
And concrete with me that fits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Ones Who Dare to Face Deceit
Those who 'snitch' and/or whistleblow,
And represent uncommon correctness...
Rarely today ever shown,
Are resented.
And this for them is felt and known.
This is not a new revelation expressed!
This has been a way of life,
For those who have ever spoken out...
In an unsolicited truthfulness.
The ones who dare to face deceit,
Are character assassinated...
By those above reproach.
Who take it upon themselves,
To ensure others meet defeat!
But those eventually inflicting those affected,
Finally are the ones 'used' to become victims too!
When the misdeeds they do to others,
Come to cripple their activities...
In ways displayed the Creator chooses!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decision Made Not To Live!
We can't be carved, programmed and displayed,
As others expected for their dreams collapsed,
Carving done at every part of our life without informed,
Programming updated every stage of our life that intended,
Displayed all over the world what they have achieved,
By political carving, economical programming,
And the display as the developed on going,
When our time is not in our hands to enjoy,
Pawned for monthly salary from the bosses,
Every activity is scheduled when and how to do,
We are not free to do what we like,
Kissing our spouse has to be stopped,
When the alarms ring, blare and repeat,
Caring of our kids unintentionally transferred,
cooking of the meat, dead for many seasons,
gulping of supplements with no reasons,
carrying the tiara of pride on our noses,
Wearing the clothes of herds days after days,
Time passes very fast, half the time drowsy,
When we lived as we liked to remember and cherish?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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(Political Poem) A Reflection
Equality is not defined by the people, but for the people.
One of who has higher education carries on his celebration.
But changes nothing of importance.
Why because he's not suffering.
He's is already bought and paid for by the system which enslaves you.
He is laughing, he is cackling.
A man stroking his ego as he has always done.
Looky here son.
Look what I've become.
And in the mirror lies an ugly reflection.
One not of humanity, but depravity.
Cruel but just world, so is said.
The founders are not dead.
They live on inside us.
They are expressed in ways that bring me disgust.
They are expressed in ways that bring me joy.
I thank god not everyone is like this man in the world.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In Declarations They've Originated
Is it possible that an achieved fantasticness,
Will ever be accredited to the one who has introduced it?
Or will those remain to connect a dollar from it to lift.
In declarations they've originated,
What someone else has toiled to create.
Although their participating inventiveness,
Continues to receive no acknowledgement...
Or a recognizable benefit that is expressed.
Yet actively suppressed.
Is it possible that an achieved fantasticness,
Will ever be accredited to the one who has introduced it?
Or will those remain to connect a dollar from it to lift.
Showing themselves to have no innovative spirit.
Or one that ever existed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's only one thing worse than a man who doesn't have strong likes and dislikes, and that's a man who has strong likes and dislikes without the courage to voice them.
quote by Tony Randall
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To understand a child we have to watch him at play, study him in his different moods; we cannot project upon him our own prejudices, hopes and fears, or mould him to fit the pattern of our desires. If we are constantly judging the child according to our personal likes and dislikes, we are bound to create barriers and hindrances in our relationship with him and in his relationships with the world. Unfortunately, most of us desire to shape the child in a way that is gratifying to our own vanities and idiosyncrasies; we find varying degrees of comfort and satisfaction in exclusive ownership and domination.
quote by Krishnamurti
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Versions of Reality
Varying versions of reality...
Seem to be merging into one tight fit!
Few today have questions,
As to which beliefs are appropriate.
Debated arguments over senselessness,
Are fading quick.
And there is a difference between a reality,
One creates...
And one that exists that some refuse to embrace.
Even when it is staring them in the face.
Folks like these believe deceit,
Is a worthy opponent to confront truth!
With a remarkable way displayed to duck...
Sucker punch or make attempts to avoid it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Historians' Of How Things Use To Be
Oh...they are there!
Those who wish to share,
Their insecurities.
And dislikes for others.
As they pass their opinions...
To infiltrate,
Already divided communities!
Inciting disagreements.
To get family and friends involved.
As they choose and select,
Who to victimize next!
Who among them they disapprove.
And who deserves to become pestered,
With an ostracizing that accepts,
An infestation of rejection.
Oh...they are there!
Yearning to bring anyone down,
To discomfort in their 'bleak' despair!
And they even declare there should be a unity!
And 'why' those they have slandered...
Choose to leave them,
At the first opportunity!
Quickening a packing.
And instigating a chase!
Oh...they are there!
'Historians' of how things use to be!
And how they remember,
A quality of life...
They had 'issues' with then.
And made it known they did not like!
Since the ones they have already chased away...
Would not stay,
For more of their hostilities...
Interpreted as respect!
But they can not see...
The quality of their backstabbing hospitality!
And why their 'nests' decay!
No one conceives it is desired that way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just to Have Their Way
Issues.
Of all kinds.
And varying flavors are there.
Share yours or select one.
Discuss as many as you dare!
Those with them,
Aren't bashful at all.
In fact...
Those who sit,
Without willing to share their issues quick.
Are often dismissed as difficult to get along with.
Since they aren't afraid to say...
Those with issues,
Also choose to have their insecurities displayed...
To block what others may do,
Just to have their way!
And usually they get it...
Only to expose themselves dimwitted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Changes...?
Oh, these changes just keep on a coming...
Alterations of varying kinds-
Throwing us foul balls of discord
Often times just blowing our minds;
It has been a Summer of heated arguments...
Nestled 'neath an overpass of doom
Resounding 4th of July Fireworks, crackling
And everywhere else, a Winter of Doom;
Looking for the fingerprints of SpringTide
Morning comes crawling home to me...
Imperfect Falls russet is looming-bonfires burnished...
While temperatures of bad omens, rise by degrees;
Seasons of disagreements continue to challenge us-
Through the mountains of discontent, in the Vale
Waves of bitter words-now growing Tidal..
In a once deep blue sea, now gone pale;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Their Biggest Challenge Ever
The only thing left was reality
For the survivors to deal with!
It was their biggest challenge ever...
Since a few had never traveled there before!
But for the majority who sought definition...
This discovery had the promise,
To keep them honest...
Trustworthy and accountable!
And none were ready,
For these traumatic revelations
To be experienced!
Without testing!
How would the rats react?
Some thought!
That's why a planning committee was discussed,
And developed
To initiate a feasibility study.
And ways to implement its findings.
If deemed suitable for mass consumption!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We've always had a dark atmosphere to our performances, so it sort of developed along those ways.
quote by Kenny Hickey
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The interval between a cold expectation and a warm desire may be filled by expectations of varying degrees of warmth or by desires of varying degrees of coldness.
quote by Samuel Alexander
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An Aging Done With Maturity
An aging done with maturity,
Allows some to become objective.
With a forgiving of those who had demeaned.
For whatever the reason may be,
People choose to select others...
With a choice to make them their enemies.
So foolish is this process.
And when one ages a patience seems to arrive,
With a sharing of recipes...
Some announce they would like to try.
And the openness by which sex is expressed...
On all levels of intimacy,
Are quickly discussed without embarrassment...
As if in the doing of it is an achievement,
Those who age want everyone to believe!
'My grandparents use to talk to me about sex,
More than my own parents did!
And where they were when wars were fought!
What's up with that? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Your Own Ways
You are smart in your own ways
you are lovely in your own ways
you are beautiful in your own ways
You smile in your own ways
So crazy in your own ways
The madness of your own ways
such mysterious in your own ways
Those eyes of your own ways
You inspire me in your own ways
You talk in you own ways
you love me in your own ways
You suprise me in your own ways
Your kindness of its own kind
Your love of its own loveliness
your touch of its own comfort
And your kisses of its own sweetness
There is nothing so much worth to
treasure in my own ways than the
sweet memories of your own ways
Your life in your own ways
changes mine in its own way
God must have taken His own time
for sush a creation of its own kind
With everything in its own way
I must live your way.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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I don't display emotions. I have every feeling that everyone else has but I've developed ways to suppress them. Anger is one of my most comfortable feelings.
quote by 50 Cent
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Ins and outs
Ins and outs
Ins and outs of technology
Ins and outs of business
Are the phrases with which
Most of us familiar
An individual’s experience and
Learning skills
Attendant with excellent execution
Make an individual
An expert in the ins and outs
Of a particular technology or business
A person too has ins and outs
Outs are those
Which get exhibited by the person’s
Talking and doing
While ins normally remain
Closed and only some close
Family members and friends
Are given to know it
Judging a person by the outs displayed
May prove wrong
As person is just his or her ins
Ins are mainly intensions
And often they are not made clear
Ins are displayed with masks
Guised often to be noble and humane
The mismatch between ins and outs
Makes an individual
Face conflicts within
And at times it goes beyond control
Though every one has a right to
Nurse ins and keep within
People of exemplary character
Display their ins
And they enjoy a perfect bliss
As they face no conflicts within
There is no need for them
To keep balancing
As they themselves are balanced
Basically the better match, if not a total match,
Between ins and outs
The happier you stay
With least time spent on
Resolving conflicts within
As a innocent child
Talk what you intend
And do what you talk
So that you remain
Comfortable with you
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Troubled
So troubled are they.
With their perceptions,
Of ways a perfected life...
Should be lived.
How romantacized ancestors,
Adorned values...
With overstated etiquette.
Lost in embellished time capsules.
While an infusion of the best of barbaric ways,
Displayed.
Expresses a digressed advancement.
Full with praise.
And completed...
By the use of politically correct,
Table manners.
'But we are at war! '
I see that you are.
This has been observed.
But tell me...
When have you not been?
Mentally!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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