Dumping Ground
The dumping ground,
Attracts dysfunctions of all kinds.
Those with and/or without minds...
Wherever and whenever,
The scent of encouragement is found...
Solicited!
And anyone not playing a part,
In this disturbed slice of life ordered...
Complete with social misfits witnessed.
Can only be made to feel,
Like a piece of a puzzle that does not quite fit.
Although the allure of it often smuggles,
Anyone with a consciousness away!
This is the dumping ground found...
Surrounding to enrich,
Suburbia.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is There A Legal Ground
Is there a legal ground?
One can stand on to feel safe and sound.
Is there a legal ground?
One that can be found that's not shaking around.
Is there a legal ground?
One that is near,
Not to be feared...
And if one should fall,
A solidness is clear!
Is there a legal ground?
Anywhere.
One understood.
One that is shared.
Is there a legal ground?
One that is cemented...
Making feelings of it different,
With a jumping up and down...
Packing heavy weighted pounds.
Is there a legal ground?
Around...
To be found!
Is there a legal ground?
Around...
To be found.
Is there a legal ground?
Around...
To be found.
Is there a legal ground?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Puzzle
friends are like a puzzle
fitting together in so many ways
sometimes it seems like a piece is missing
sometimes it seems like everythings just right
sometimes it seems like things are falling apart
friendship like a puzzle is hard to figure out
sometimes puzzle pieces disappear
and sometimes they never come back
so my puzzle, your puzzle, our puzzle must be completed
there is only one thing that can complete the puzzle
a piece of every friends heart
our puzzle is what holds us together
my puzzle is complete
all friends are happy
all hearts are here
the friendship puzzle is complete
poem by by unknown author
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The Ultimate Teenage Love Poem
How dare you dump me just like that...?
before I'd even considered dumping you...
if I'd know you were the dumping kind
i'd've dumped you first.
BUT **** IT HURTS
poem by Michael Shepherd
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God, that dumping ground of our dreams.
quote by Jean Rostand
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Oh Darlin
Before we met there must have been some others
Like storybook and fairy tale lovers
But in my life theres never been another
So perfect lover
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
To love and to be loved is so inspiring
And thats why every lovers so desiring
Of the love theyre seeking never retiring
Always aspiring
Love like just like moonlight glowing
Our love keeps growing
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Lying here with you in the night
Underneath the heavenly skies
Baby what a beautiful sight
Darlin now hold me, hold me tight
Oh ho darlin
Now that Ive found you
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Oh darlin (God only knows)
Now that Ive found you (how I love you ee oo)
Its like a missing piece of puzzle has appeared
And now my darlin (God only knows)
My love surrounds you
And since you came into my life my love
Perfections never ever been so near
Darlin (God only knows)
Found you (how I love you ee ooo)
Darlin (God only knows)
Found you (how I love you ee ooo)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Live your life.
Happiness in focus,
If it means dumping your spouse
To attain it, so be it.
Pleasure in vision,
If it means dumping monogamy
To attain it, so be it.
Carnal desire tempting,
If a woman steals her friend’s husband,
Be it a truth not probed.
Variety in demand,
If a man cheats his friend of his wife,
Be it a truth not deducted.
A dumped one is not
An unfortunate lot in that
Another suitor would come.
Be the dumping decent,
Both splitting with heads high
So that they fetch suitable pairs.
25.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Younger Ones
The younger ones,
Do not wish any part of it.
The fragmentation solicited...
Or the family divisiveness.
They have witnessed what the elders have done.
And this has made many of them turn away quick.
Because the younger ones wish,
Not to have any of the negative rifts!
They have witnessed what the elders have done.
And the elders are the ones that do not get it!
The younger ones,
Do not wish any part of this.
In their hearts and in their minds,
The youngers ones may not express it.
But their actions are quite dramatic.
And observing that is obvious and emphatic.
The younger ones have had it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If he had listened to some of his advisors and had tried to make the Marshall Plan a political dumping ground for unqualified politicians, it couldn't have been a success.
quote by Paul Hoffman
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Every Piece Unglued
Thick with a scent,
Of misplaced emptiness...
Is this space.
A sharing of a place embraced,
I now face alone.
Foolish I feel and it is absolute.
I admit it now,
With thoughts of you...
Constantly reminding,
Are the regrets that are felt...
After doing those things,
Foolish people like me do.
Quick tempered!
And splitting my own heart into pieces.
And every piece unglued only you kept,
To hold together.
Storms I initiated you found a way to calm.
I brought harm to myself and our relationship.
My consciousness will not allow me to forget this.
Thick with a scent,
Of misplaced emptiness...
Is this space.
A sharing of a place embraced,
I now face alone.
Foolish I feel and it is absolute.
Every piece unglued with my tantrums thrown.
My consciousness will not allow me to forget this.
And I was then...
Selfish. Self-centered. Self absorbed...
And made it for you,
Impossible to continue to live with!
Patiently tolerant!
My every completed need with you existed.
Foolish I feel and it is absolute.
Every piece unglued with my tantrums thrown.
My consciousness will not allow me to forget this.
And when I asked you to leave...
Patiently tolerant of my activities,
You did.
As I hid my tears disbelieving.
And every piece unglued you held,
Together...
I knew would vanish from a togetherness kept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I saw 28 Days. I don't remember rehab being like a day camp or being that funny. Rehab is a dumping ground. It's a big landfill.
quote by Charlie Sheen
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8th Grade Graduation
A puzzle together
a puzzle apart
each piece belongs to my heart
each piece is differant
each piece is great
But now they have to take on the long expected fate
They knew it would come
the day was here
the day they dreaded at the beginning of the year
The day they would be pulled apart
the whole would be broken
they knew it from the start
A piece here
and a piece there
how could life be so unfair
The beautiful picture the puzzle protrayed
is now forgotten
the pieces have strayed
They went away
fell beneath the wooden table
the puzzle would never again be stable
But that puzzle is forever in my heart
the memories of each piece
will never fall apart
-For my eighth grade class on graduation-
poem by Summer Song
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Im Tore Down
(by sonny thompson)
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.
I went to the river to jump in.
My baby showed up and said, I will tell you when.
Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.
I love you babe with all my heart and soul;
Love like mine will never grow old.
Love you in the morning and in the evening too.
Every time you leave me I get mad with you.
Chorus
I love you baby with all my might;
Love like mine is out of sight.
Ill lie for you if you want me to.
I really dont believe that your love is true.
Chorus
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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The Stamping Ground
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
Still hang around.
Coming in with the same blokes,
Going home with the same jokes,
If you ever go missing
I know where youll be found :
The stamping ground.
The big fella on the front door knows your face.
The barman pretends that hes saved you a place,
But when your back is turned
They say shes older than she tells.
I could stand the main attraction,
But not the clientelle.
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
Still hang around.
Coming in with the same blokes,
Going home with the same jokes,
If you ever go missing
I know where youll be found :
The stamping ground.
Everybody knows
Evrybodys trouble,
Who comes in alone,
Who leaves as a couple.
When they seen you coming, babe,
They act like theyre pleased to meet you.
Say its very nice to know you,
But I wouldnt want to be you.
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
Still hang around.
Going home with the same blokes,
Going home with the same jokes,
If you ever go missing
I know where youll be found :
The stamping ground.
You talk like you dont have a brain in your head.
You act like you dont have a care in your bed.
Th lights are on,
Theres no one home,
It scares you to death.
You stamp on anyone who stops to take a breath.
The stamping ground,
The stamping ground.
All your old gang
Still hang around.
Going home with the same blokes,
Going home with the same jokes,
If you ever go missing
I know where youll be found :
The stamping ground.
The stamping ground.
The stamping ground.
The stamping ground.
The stamping ground.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Fixtures Upon the Ground
These inflictions committed,
Can not be conscious.
Can it be that those attack,
Good deeds done...
Just to hold each other back?
So enraged that someone...
Wants to improve the quality of life,
For everyone.
And those who will benefit,
Are so beset by jealousy.
Lieing and denying any signs of it.
A character assassination is solicited.
And those who do this are proud of it!
Just how sick can an ignorance get?
But it happens as it is witnessed....
In the daily lives of those sitting with this addiction.
In our urban centers!
As shiftless scores...
Adorn their wounds as empathy from outsiders,
Continue to shower upon them and pour.
Here...
And everywhere,
Are those being fed this kind of mental illness.
Although they will pray with innocence...
In churches where they gather without comprehending,
Those judgements that they pass...
Are invisible inscriptions,
In the minds of other hypocrites.
And not reflected,
In those graceful sayings engraved.
Repeatedly recited and at repasts made.
Nor truthful statements heard.
Or nowhere to be found.
As they are buried six feet deep,
In a grave laid...
Under concrete ladened epitaphs!
Fixtures upon the ground!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dumping Many Buckets
A building done,
With no retraint...
Peels the paint.
And cracks the stairs.
And those staring in despair,
Are not there to tile the roof.
When all moved in...
Everything 'appeared'...
To glisten with gloss and be good as new.
Now they are inside,
Dumping out the buckets...
From a dripping done,
Through the roof.
Yes...
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
Nobody cares about repairs!
No one aware of repairs is prepared.
And those staring in despair,
Are not there to tile the roof.
When all moved in...
Everything 'appeared'...
To glisten with gloss and be good as new.
A building done,
With no retraint...
Peels the paint.
And cracks the stairs.
Nobody cares about repairs!
No one aware of repairs is prepared.
Now they're inside,
Dumping out the buckets...
From a dripping done,
Through the roof.
Yes...
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
And with a crying sigh,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
No one has driven by,
Watching them dump buckets...
And pretending there's no leaking from their roof
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We must find new lands from which we can easily obtain raw materials and at the same time exploit the cheap slave labor that is available from the natives of the colonies. The colonies would also provide a dumping ground for the surplus goods produced in our factories.
quote by Cecil Rhodes
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Lilydale
[ music: robert buck/lyric: natalie merchant ]
Come as we go far away
From the noise of the street
Walk a path so narrow
To a place where we feel at ease
Some think it is haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Theres a stillness here
Thankful found
Childs pose angelic
A stone lamb at her feet
Part the matted overgrowth
To read the carven elegy
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Theres a stillness here
Thankful found
Born in new albion
Of rice family elite
Wed to myron bilowe
Thrice with sons
Blessed was she
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Gods acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground
Here soon to rise up
Amelia tender and sweet
Her last words spoke
All is well
All is peace
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Gods acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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What For Them Was Isn't
What for them was isn't.
Like the taste of a lollipop,
That has faded from one's memory.
The activity is remembered.
But the flavor of it is gone.
And many are trying to hold onto it.
With a savor craved...
That brings them to the edge,
Of a tantrum fit!
Since what sits in their minds from yesterday,
Hasn't for them really gone away.
They want it returned!
They want it to stay!
They feel betrayed by an enslavement made!
What for them 'was'
ISN'T anymore.
Or will be again.
For anyone else to be explored!
Those heard droaning in a whining moan...
Are lost and locked in a consciousness,
Soon to be all their own.
What for them was isn't.
It's never coming back!
That's a fact they wished attacked.
But from a clock that has stopped its tick tocking...
The hands on it sit!
And there is no movement witnessed from this.
There is no movement witnessed from this.
And there is no movement witnessed from this.
There is no movement witnessed from this.
No movement,
Is witnessed from this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In fear
Looking on the ground
I found star moon
I found my dear
You are the noon.
Looking on the ground
I found my dear
The lion and the tiger
And you are here.
I am in fear
Loo
All are in cheer
And you are here.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Hes The King
(harold faltermeyer/ gernot rothenbach)
Producers for bonnie: harold faltermeyer and gernot rothenbach
Hes seen all the changes
been going up and down
Had to rearrange it
But never lost his crown
Never was afraid of
Playing his last round
He is, he is the king
Look into his face
It never told you lies
Falling down from grace
Has been more than twice
But theres always one thing
You should realise
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground
He is, he is the king
He is the king
Loving her was easy,
They were day and night
Trying to release her
Was a never ending fight
He had only one chance
Playing for her life
He is, he is the king
But theres always one thing
You should realise
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground, yeah
He is, he is the king
He is the king
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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