Consumed With Complexities
One's life is consumed with complexities.
The more one chooses with a decision,
To become duplicitous as we see others.
Since variety has become the spice of life,
As long as it is deemed available.
And accessible within one's reach.
A simplicity does not come easy,
For those seeking a basicness to live.
Once competition is discovered and practiced,
As a challenge one believes is needed...
One's consciousness opposes rejection,
With a wanting to 'get' and not to miss a thing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Spend Time With Someone Equally Experienced
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Seems an outdated desire these days.
Especially when the having of things and money,
Is associated with acquiring happiness and contentment.
Turned into rubbish and trashed should be these thoughts.
Being able to purchase anything,
Has never brought into one's life a peace of mind.
Not a dime has been spent for it.
Unless a lottery win made the difference.
And in that case...
Some exceptions to the rules are made.
However...
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Should not be an option.
A preference,
Or a choice one makes after weeding through the spice and variety...
Life is 'rumored' to bring with an attachment of joy.
But...
It does seem,
That adventuring from one's comfort zone...
Eventually pinpoints a basicness of a life lived,
Is ultimately wished.
With a desire to spend time with someone equally experienced.
Freeing one to enjoy instead of find explanation,
For every little thing that is witnessed.
Or listening to someone complain about bugs flying around,
While strolling leisurely through a forest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whose design is this?
How, if food is without spice?
How, if life goes without spice?
Spice is variety.
Variety is option for change.
The left out one is cursed
And the one acquired is blessed.
The user is ever jubilant.
12.0.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Simplicity
Simplicity...
Isn't often easy to achieve,
When teased by variety.
And those assortments of life.
Yet when simplicity arrives,
As a necessity...
One is able to breathe deeply,
With a sense of peace and clarity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Glorious Removal
I adorned my life with chaos,
Wanting to fit in!
Wanting to be just like the 'Jones'
With constant arguing that would never end!
I wanted to feel accepted,
So I gossiped with the rest.
I thought I had to dislike someone,
Because my 'friends' thought 'that' was best!
I wanted to pretend my needs were satisfied.
And at home alone I knew I was not...
And alone with 'things' I cried!
Deep inside I was tied up in knots,
A lot!
Well...
It's a new day.
And some 'crap' I cleared away!
Including some folks I thought were close,
To live my life my way!
The only thing I regret,
As I sit in retrospect...
Is the misery grieved by the few who believe,
The life I live they have to inspect and accept!
And I've told them I'm not seeking
Anyone's approval!
In fact...
I've discovered myself again,
Sustained in glorious 'BS' removal!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Addressing a Reality
What is that you are seeking?
'Seeking?
I'm not in a search to seek anything.
Not anymore.
When I sought my life to live,
With an acknowledgement...
I did too much of that for others,
I found what I needed.
What you observe me doing,
Is a living of my life.
And it took me a while to identify it,
As 'my' life to live.
And it may seem to you I am seeking,
Because of an excitement you see me express.
Seeking?
No.
I am addressing a reality I have found.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blessed With This Gift
If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
With a feeling that expresses a gratefulness,
To experience this gift.
They will see opportunity.
And know to them it has already been given.
If one makes a decision,
Life is to be lived and not taken for granted...
Blessings given will be shared,
If they awaken with thoughts...
To be to others more caring!
If...
And that's not a big 'if' to ponder.
Not to awaken thinking of possibilities!
Or what this day given brings.
If...
One makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
One just has to start,
Realizing each day when they awaken...
They have already been blessed with a gift!
If...
For them that is a decision made,
To see a life that has been given that way...
Fortunes are at their fingertips.
With a pricelessness that enriches.
If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
And feeling blessed with this gift.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Challenge
I will admit this!
I am not in competition with you!
I am in competition with myself!
And trust me...
I don't think I am going to find,
A stronger competitor!
It's not about ego that inspires.
It's about self recognition...
That never seems to satisfy
My thirst to outdo myself!
And I knew there would be problems...
The moment I discovered you to be no challenge at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even If Neither One Of Us Admits It
My life is not consumed by negativity.
To mention that which exists,
Is to acknowledge it for what it is.
To ignore that which is to ignore,
With a hope one day it will go away...
Well,
Does little for my imagination.
Nor does it benefit the reality...
Of a life I wish to live,
In complete consciousness.
My life is not consumed by negativity.
However...
The way you choose to view 'your' life,
Is entirely your business.
We need not form a partnership.
Or argue in debate over our differences.
Both of us will still seem to benefit.
Even if neither one of us admits it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Repossess The Basicness Of Life
Separate 'things'
From your evaluation of happiness.
Repossess the basicness of life...
If you can remember how that time was spent.
The moment your were persuaded to abandon it,
For a chase to retrieve creature comforts...
Was the day you believed,
Your life was to live impressing others.
And your creditors are the ones left,
Who are least amused by your choices made.
Release this from the confines of your mind,
And decide to live.
Repossess the basicness of life.
Remove those restrictions you have imposed...
To feel deserving of an earned peace of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Has Been Earned
What more can be believed,
When only one belief is given.
One can be set free...
When truth is not a perception of life.
But received as an acknowledgement of it.
And that is not a perception...
To be defined by someone's acceptance,
Or rejection of a presence full of light!
One's awakening to the 'self'
Provides all truth defined!
And a peace of mind like that discovered and found,
Is not a debate subjected to confusion or mental conflict.
Awaiting one to be attached and baited.
Scraped over hot coals to be heated.
To fulfill a use...
Until that has been done to deplete.
In a despair that mistreats with deception.
It has been earned!
That peace of mind that comes one finds.
Burning with desire,
That rises one from an entangled mire.
Freed and cleared of such divisions.
Uncompromised by doubt!
One should not invite confusion of any kind.
Not in these times when that is readily available.
Beseech and reach for a higher consciousness,
That pleases.
Share it...
And release someone,
Who feels trapped and shackled...
Attracted to a designed bondage.
Enforced by practiced limitations known!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Yourself Accessible
Did you dropp your smile?
Something is missing on your face.
And I know I haven't seen that in a while.
Did it hurt?
Have you deserted it,
To carry that frown?
Don't be down.
Keep yourself accessible.
Turn around.
Get rid of that frown.
Keep yourself accessible.
Don't dry up like a vegetable.
Or a grape reduced to a raisin juiced.
Showing you've been pruned,
From a plum someone had used!
Keep yourself accessible.
Turn around.
Get rid of that frown.
Invite more sun to come around.
Keep yourself accessible.
Become a fine wine...
That's been aged over time.
And decide in your mind...
The life you live welcomes Sunshine!
Keep yourself accessible.
With a spring in your step,
Bouncing in your prime.
Yes...
Keep yourself accessible.
Turn around.
Don't be down.
Keep yourself accessible.
And in your mind welcome Sunshine,
Today.
Hey...
And in your mind welcome Sunshine,
Today.
Hey...
And in your mind welcome Sunshine,
Today.
Hey...
Keep yourself accessible.
And in your mind welcome Sunshine,
Today.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free of Imitation
It's not ironic that I'm simple.
And prefer simplicity.
I've found a basicness that's easy.
And it suits me beautifully.
I use to be the one to introject,
My intellect and will.
Feeling if I addressed impressions...
I would also prove my skills.
But I was just like everybody,
Wishing 'somebody' to be.
Free of imitation...
Yet involved in situations.
I was just like everybody,
Wishing 'somebody' to be.
Free of imitation...
Yet involved in situations,
Like a need.
It's not ironic that I'm simple.
And prefer simplicity.
I've found a basicness that's easy.
And it suits me beautifully.
I was just like everybody,
Wishing 'somebody' to be.
Free of imitation...
Yet involved in situations.
I was just like everybody,
Wishing 'somebody' to be.
Free of imitation...
Yet involved in situations,
Like a need.
I was just like everybody,
Wishing 'somebody' to be..
And with that need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guilt Ridden With Temptations
If I was to choose to love a man.
And a woman does the same with another...
There is not a law,
Whether it was passed or not...
That could keep us from each other.
IF this was a mutual decision.
The emphasis made on homosexuality,
Or if one chooses to live a lesbian life...
No matter how 'straight' public impressions,
On those heterosexual...
Determined to keep their outlook as 'right',
Will not change a decided preference.
Today,
People are seeking those to match their happiness.
And those seeking to roleplay to mask with impressions,
Are most likely confessiing to someone, somewhere...
They have become guilt ridden with temptations and sin.
While sneaking around to 'downlow' on their spouses.
'I 'heard' you were involved in homosexual activities.'
Oh?
And...
How was 'your' experience?
I'm sure it wasn't gossiped.
You don't seem to have the look of one curious.
And I am not one you can hunt.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Variety in Life
If sweetened foods be taken on most days,
Until aversion takes the upper hand:
The buds of taste seek foods in hotter ways,
And sweetened stuff must be put to remand.
One cannot have the same things o’er again,
Man wants a change and variety in life;
We want the sun and in-between the rain;
We want our joys be followed by some strife.
When things are done in dull monotony,
Discontent fills the heart and mind of man;
No man can live with mere acrimony;
We shut the windows, sometimes switch on fan.
Variety is the spice of life all say,
And that is why God gave us night and day!
7-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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There Is Nothing Wrong In Wanting
It is easy to pick up and leave,
For...
Those places envisioned in one's mind,
That are traveled and far away.
So they will have a space to go...
To wallow there,
In the comfort of their sorrows.
It is easy to pick up and leave,
For...
A tomorrow out of reach.
To perceive a destiny is to chase rainbows.
Carrying with them an emptiness,
That always seem to follow!
There is nothing wrong,
In wishing for the consistency of Sunshine.
There is nothing wrong in wanting,
To be showered with gold dust all the time.
There is nothing wrong,
In avoiding clouds with hopes none will come.
There is nothing wrong in wanting a life,
With a humming forever done!
There is nothing wrong to live those dreams,
In a wishful thinking of them to be...
Continually received.
It is easy to pick up and leave,
For...
Those places envisioned in one's mind,
That are traveled and far away.
There is nothing wrong in wanting a life,
With a humming forever done!
There is nothing wrong,
In avoiding clouds with hopes none will ever come.
And yet they do.
And many refuse...
To stop and accept what is done.
Preferring they do instead for them,
Is a life that is on the run.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgive Me God
God forgive me for wanting his wife
And the possessions that he has and own
Forgive me please for wanting his life
As I have nothing and I feel so alone.
I live my life through my dreams and lies
I have nothing and I want another mans prize.
God forgive me for wanting to be like him
I am a man and I have nothing at all
Once though I had something but now my life is grim
And a job long ago that I can still barely recall.
But for him and his life their is jealousy
As I leave nothing behind, but he’ll leave a legacy.
God forgive me for the life that I live
And forgive me for wanting to be someone else
Though for greatness I have no motive
And in life I seek no riches or wealth.
All I want is to live off the dreams of others
I want to be nourished and cared for as by my mother.
God forgive me for something that I am not
And please forgive me for something that I will never be
As other men’s dreams and wishes I had sought
But for me I know it will never become my reality.
So I pretend and pretend as I put on my act
What other men own and have I certainly do lack
God forgive me for wearing the clothes of another man
Please forgive me as you listen to my prayer
As I am not happy with the way that I am
Because when I am around no one sees me there.
But then for me one day my judgement will await
And then God; will I walk or crawl to my final fate.
poem by Randy McClave
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Valued Appreciated Life Changing
complexities
within web of life
are compelling
need to be understood
on several levels
of consciousness
to be valued
appreciated
life changing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Wonder Where You Are
Often we are not apart,
And needing.
With our hearts too near,
And accessible to feel.
We have not been many times distant,
To miss what is wished...
For us that is clear.
I wonder where you are,
When I am here wanting you.
I fear I do,
Someone new you might meet.
I am that insecure.
And this only you can do to me.
When I am not sure,
If I satisfy your needs completely.
We have not been many times distant,
To miss what is wished...
For us that is clear.
Often we are not apart,
And needing.
With our hearts too near,
And accessible to feel.
I wonder where you are,
When I am here wanting you.
And I fear...
I do.
Someday you may not find,
I satisfy your needs completely.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today I shall fly a kite
The spice of life: Variety,
To do the same thing every day
would drive me to insanity
I try to vary my routine,
not let myself get in a rut
I am a man not a machine
Today like every other day
there are some things that I must do.
I do them in a different way.
A set routine does not suit me
There is no deadline I must meet.
It’s my responsibility
to fill my life with interest.
And making changes works the best.
5-May-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Miss Me but let me go
When I finally come to the end of my road
T|he stars set for me
I want no gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
My soul was burdened.
And my life was my prison.
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we shared
This was somethinG I had to do.
I needed to be free.
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take each must go alone.
I had to end my pain.
So my life I did now take.
A step on the road to home where at last life dont nother me.
Sing no sad songs for me.
Laugh at all the things we used to do
Miss me, but let me go
|so when im gone miss me yes.
Cry for me no.
I am free now at last my soul is at peace.
So miss me but let me go
This was not written by me but it sums up a lot in my life
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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