Displays of Public Outrage
Few are those who seem motivated enough to make efforts.
However...
Many are heard vocalizing their opinions of those efforts made.
And it appears as if they are the least stimulated,
With encouragement to sacrifice this time spent...
Introducing effective alternatives.
And they are the ones who become first defiant,
When requests are made for them to clean up their own trash.
They have fear of being witnessed having an interest in themselves.
And this produces displays of public outrage.
'We have every right to express our freedoms.
In a manner we see as being justifiably fit! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vituperative And Harshly Censorious
You tell others and say,
You are not impressed...
By those daily efforts of mine made.
And I say...
Where are your efforts to address?
Since you are quick to express your displeasure.
And then you wish to measure,
And evaluate time.
You want to vocalize how yours,
Is more important than mine.
You want to expose your excuses,
To reduce critique.
You want others to perceive,
Your opinions are sought.
As if this 'deed' is impressive enough to leave.
You tell others and say,
You are not impressed...
By those daily efforts of mine made.
But I am sure they've come to realize,
There is insecurity hidden,
Underneath your weak tirades tired and tried.
Expressed with intemperate, vituperative...
And harshly censorious language!
'Huh?
What did you call me?
What did you just say?
Did you call me 'stupid'? '
No!
Those affirmations I leave to you.
'Oh.
I'm glad you do.
Because those 'imaginations'...
Which they are not.
But if they were...
Would belong to me! '
Yep!
I totally agree.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left to Express On a Positive Note
Maybe one day,
It will become the place...
It had potential to be yesterday.
But today?
That potential has faded away.
Along with any inspiration,
Those who were chased...
Along with their innovations,
Would deem worthy to return again...
For the sake of participation!
Unless,
And with a hopeful 'perhaps'...
Those efforts tomorrow,
Will be welcomed by the ones...
Right now in sorrow!
Since...
Like all things man made,
Time here as witnessed...
Has not been well spent!
However...
The foolishness as seen?
Thrives in abundance!
So 'all'...
Has not been a total loss.
And that is left to express,
On a positive note.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Efforts
I'll not make
Any special
Efforts to
Please you
If you get
Pleased by my
Usual efforts
I'll thank my luck
If my efforts
Displease you
I'll say
Hard Luck
And wish you
‘Better Luck'
With someone else's
Efforts
Though I know
You'll not go
Anywhere
And still
Cling to me,
Expecting me
To please you
With more
Concerted efforts
As if your pleasure
Has always depended
On my special efforts!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Innovator
The one elevated to the top spot,
Usually becomes the one...
Who's efforts become devalued.
And an accustomed innovation...
That seems with ease to copy,
Eventually for some gets redundant.
And...
The commonness of it stops.
Or attempts are made to have this blocked.
Although the creativity introduced,
Still produces...
A most effective enduring seductive juice.
No one but the innovator seems prepared to induce.
And this is only appreciated,
By those who have acquired the taste.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Afraid to Present Their Own
Those that have spent their time,
Discrediting others' efforts.
And wasting their lives,
Afraid to live their own...
Have shown one thing.
A need for an identity they have never known.
With a need to express from their hearts what's enjoyed!
And 'that' they have never shown!
Those that have spent their time...
Discrediting others' efforts.
And wasting their lives,
Afraid to present their own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The efforts
The pain of failure will outweigh
The pleasure of the efforts made.
The pleasure of the success will outweigh
The pain of the efforts we made.
Efforts give us pleasure
Till we get the results
09.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In the past ABC has made half-hearted efforts or, worse, cosmetic efforts, to do something about news and I wasn't certain about what their real aim was - nor am I now.
quote by Roone Arledge
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Those of Actions and Less Words
Anyone can make comments,
About feelings meant.
Feelings claimed to have!
But kept in one's mind,
Where that time has been spent!
However...
Those of actions and less words,
Impress with images lasting.
And it is the consistency of their thoughts and deeds...
That keeps one in someone's mind,
As one that can be believed without doubt or question.
Too many people today express in public flair,
How deep their loyalty for another is...
And so profess what is kept,
But not truthfully there to be addressed.
With confessions made to others,
As if this passes a test.
While it is the things done they do...
That disproves a conviction spoken.
And not in their hearts to followed through.
Although dramatized displays are created,
To show how someone by another,
Has been made to become upset.
This is straight from a 101 Beginner's Acting Manual.
And those on the receiving end,
Are not tricked to be fooled by deceptions that begin.
Feelings they have are invested too!
And these feelings for them are protected to defend.
Not tossed about in meaningless conversations.
Conversations to impress but without a depth connected.
Anyone can make comments,
About feelings meant.
Feelings claimed to have!
But kept in one's mind,
Where that time has been spent!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chopping Block
Don't tell me about your nonsense...
I'll tell you like it is!
While you were there,
Letting things crumble...
Many of us were attempting to prevent this,
Not with rhetoric!
Singing the blues with tears!
But with heartbreak...
In the streets.
Doing what we did.
We weren't sitting on our butts,
Fantasizing and smoking stuff!
We were talking about being proud!
And saything that out loud!
As you decided to ignore those efforts...
But now,
Time has spread your ignorance
Over you like a cloud!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done!
If you had gotten off your sorry butt then...
None of this heartbreak,
Would have had a need to come!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done.
And still you sit on the sidelines...
Complaining about those efforts,
Made by everyone!
When was the last time...
You put 'your' head on that chopping block line?
At the sacrifice of criticsm,
And running away to avoid that from 'anyone'!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done.
That has been quite apparent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Untitled...An Acrostic
Funny, to me anyway; how the most
Uneducated in this world
Choose to make clear their lack of
Knowledge in the area of poetry
Yet find the time to seek
Out opportunities to
Undermine the efforts of others, who
Surely just want to express
Personal thoughts or life
Experiences with sincere poetry
Readers, who
May choose to click on their poetry.
What kind of sicko could be
Aroused or stimulated by
Dissing other’s poems and
Suggesting they rate a “one”?
poem by Maggie Signaigo
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Go Kiss Bricks
There are people at the door,
Complaining with claims...
You have no reason to ignore them.
Or their efforts to make gains.
'Are they the same people at the door,
Who in the past ignored my interest...
To assist with their efforts,
Long before? '
I'm not sure.
But I 'think' they heard you.
'Why do you say that? '
They left with a taking of a few steps back.
Your character I believe they came to attack.
And then you mentioned activities,
They remembered to be facts.
And with embarrassed looks,
They disappeared and fast.
'Did you recognize anyone? '
You know how quickly people change their masks.
One day they will say they are on your side.
And the next day wont speak as if you should ask.
'Ask what? '
To go kiss bricks before they pass.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Should 'Click' In A Conscious Mind
When someone of your own kind,
Does their best to impress...
Those that have oppressed,
Any efforts to address an expressed suppression.
This should 'click' in a conscious mind.
Who really wants who to remain ignorant and left behind?
Why solidify with requests,
The becoming to be the next martyr?
And at who's benefit will this doing prove to be effective?
Yours? Mine?
Or those already declared nonconformists?
With a redefining of an implemented and intended stagnation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Work attentively
Work done with involvement
produces interest.
It is the drive from without.
Work done with interest
produces involvement.
It is the drive from within.
In both concentration sets in.
Otherwise, time spent is waste.
07.12.2001, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Person's Worth Is Invaluable
A person's worth,
Isn't in their ability...
To obtain worldly possessions.
Or in the quality of them.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement?
Can that person be a true friend...
When the time for being one,
Shows what kind of skin...
That person 'is'
And exposes from within.
Being able to spend cash,
And make a quick dash on trips...
Or do a name dropping of notables,
Doesn't mean a thing...
If a person is negligent,
To extend heartfelt feelings...
Not too many can express or mention.
A person's worth is invaluable,
When a genuineness appears...
To surface time and again.
And that is proven to be dependable,
Without a doubt or a need to question.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement that does not end?
A person's worth will unearth,
Who and what comes first...
Regardless of those impressions made,
Someday that will fade...
Long after established ties with others,
Have remained to stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trickery From Tattered Sleeves
People have been insisting for years,
They've assisted with his efforts.
Or he consulted to gain their expertise.
As if he need them.
And he was on a leash.
When word of this leaked,
He was not pleased a bit.
Deceptions of his abilities,
Made him seethed with contemptment.
Needless to say,
Some arrangements have been made.
And quickly those who had taken his talents for granted,
Could not believe...
Those they thought skilled,
Could only produce repeated trickery from tattered sleeves.
'We were told he had been motivated by them? '
I suppose they told you they painted the Bay Bridge as well?
'No!
But they did say they were consulted on the color! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without A Word Heard To Be Spoken
When someone has been tested,
With each step taken to move forward...
From birth and most of their entire life,
To be judged.
That person becomes aware very early,
Who is or is not basing their opinions...
On the physicality and appearances of things.
To disregard one's efforts to place steps made.
And what each step taken to one taking them means.
To leave the depth of an unexpected thought process,
In time...
To become one's weapon to strengthen one's mind.
With an ability to perceive,
Who deceives.
Without a word heard to be spoken.
Or a superficiality exchanged to go unknown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The efforts you make will surely be rewarded. If not, then you are simply not ready to call them efforts.
quote by Sadaharu Oh
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Fantastic friend
A good friend
For me
Friend is one
Whose intentions are transparent
And who behaves in a fashion
Not deviating dangerously
From my expectations
I have a friend
Matching well my above specifications
Who makes it clear to me
That he will never try to understand me
Any amount of my
Explaining him my stance
Has no meaning for him
He simply refuses to understand me
He will also not mince words while telling me
Please make no attempts
To make me understand
I am determined not to do that
This deportment of his
Is comfortable to me as
I enjoy accepting people as they are
With no great efforts made
To understand them
As it is my weighed belief that
I have not understood any thing so far
My great friend
Has also understood this
And demonstrates the confidence
That there will not be any time lost
In the fruitless unnecessary efforts of understanding
And so,
We, when stay together,
Enjoy the company of each other
And each second of our association
Is spent only to enjoy the presence of
A compatible companion to the other
With none posing to be leader of the situation
With none driving home a point
With no goals fixed
With no targets to be reached
Each second spent in his company is
Memorable and whenever I am left alone
I recall with pleasure
The painless pastime
I had with this great friend
On a previous occasion
Whenever he is with me
Each unit of time, say, second
Will stand before me
Ask me whether it can lapse
Leaving space for the
Next second
This great glamorous friend is
None other than my
Four year old grandson
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Your Interests And Mine Are Different
Supporting your efforts,
Does not mean I am an advocate...
To campaign for your beliefs.
The doing of that is not on my agenda.
Unless you are requesting my presence.
I admire what you do,
Because it is seldom seen.
Those motivated with initiative,
In the doing of anything but complain...
Is a rarity nowadays and seems to be unchanged.
But your beliefs and mine are not the same.
So don't confuse my support of your conviction,
As an attraction to your interests.
Your interests and mine are different.
And I hope you appreciate my admitting of this.
And when you address your interests and efforts,
Try not to do that to impress.
Do it because it is what you do.
With a doing that includes 'your' happiness,
To keep prioritized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pretend a Disconnection Has Been Made
What we talk about...
Is that more important,
Than those feelings we feel?
What we do to ourselves and others.
Should we continue to excuse this?
As a way of life we choose?
A tolerated suppression,
Has led many to express unhappiness.
As if this was a gift to expect.
UNTIL 'all' of our efforts are made,
To improve our outlooks, funky moods and attitudes...
We can choose to do what some still do.
Strut away with lips shut.
Put stuck up butts on high shoulders.
And 'pretend' a disconnection,
Has been made!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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