Experiencing a Welcomed Self Defeat?
Did you ever think to give someone a compliment?
Without needing an incentive to do it?
Or to say something kind,
Behind one's back.
Instead of finding a fault.
Or picking upon something they lack?
Have you ever taken an opportunity,
To say hello?
To anyone passing on the street.
Someone you did not know,
But just happened to meet and greet.
Or...
Are you like so many,
Experiencing a welcomed self defeat?
Perceiving your challenges are greater than others.
And a bitterness expressed,
Is what you'd rather leave others to treat.
Some have no where to live.
And nothing to eat.
Yet...
They seem to be giving more of themselves,
Than others who seek a self centeredness to feed.
Exploring opportunities,
That does not rely on one's own need...
May uplift another,
That provides in a sharing...
One had not considered to receive.
To be left astonished,
And in total disbelief!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Not Certified With Those Qualifications
I've come to you to feed you love.
Not treat you with a desserting,
Of an agony you've been told to keep.
And you gaze upon me,
As if I am here to threaten.
As if I am here to take away...
Your enjoyment to taste defeat.
No!
I am not here to fulfill,
Those opportunities you seek.
I've come to you to feed you love.
Not treat you with a desserting,
Of an agony you've been told to keep.
As if I am here to take away...
Your enjoyment to taste defeat.
No!
I am not here to fulfill,
Those opportunities you seek.
I've come to you to feed you love.
But I am not one,
To do a force feeding done.
Or nourish you back to mental health.
I'm not certified with those qualifications.
Nor will you see my ego boosted,
To be declared on public walls.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Defects Affect
When a history kept,
Is left to be repeated.
And it becomes a comfort that sets,
Within mindsets to identify as not needing...
To assess and correct.
Because it is perceived to be the best yet.
That history kept,
With thoughts of it being better left as is...
As defects affect,
Fails...
From the lack of self assessment.
And can only achieve defeat.
To leave a disbelief,
Successfully chasing...
Concepts held together by those deluded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chasing Tales
I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.
How nobel a cause!
But soon I witnessed in disbelief,
Opportunities mentioned...
Were often teased.
By those who would preach publicly,
A need.
Only to see a chasing of tales...
Implemented by deceivers,
Who would discredit the ones sincere.
To ensure defeat they would receive,
With the creation of 'that' made extremely clear.
I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.
How nobel and global!
But an addiction to chasing tales,
Was the only thing meant...
As a permanent reality,
To give all the luxury of time misspent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have That for Life
All I have to give you is my loyalty.
You have that for life.
Since you give respect to me.
Inspite of my flights...
Sometimes spent indulging myself,
With a self centeredness.
I didn't have to ask,
For that from you to give.
Even at my most disgusting times...
You encouraged me to live.
And if I did that,
You would be happy.
You taught me to share more of that with you.
And together it has been given.
To release our competition for it.
With a giving that did not diminish.
It grew.
As I did too!
All I have to give you is my loyalty.
You have that for life.
Since you give respect to me.
Inspite of my flights...
Sometimes spent indulging myself,
With a self centeredness.
And if and when those needs now come...
We allow each other the space to breathe,
Separately.
And finding that important to be done,
Alone.
That is why I love you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Patience Is Needed To Feed It
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Just you know that...
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve.
You must keep your faith to receive,
And appreciate what comes to be.
Oh don't exchange woes,
To give up and let go.
Don't you know that...
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
A patience is needed to greet it.
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve.
Be right there to meet it and greet.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve...
Or,
Leave it there unfed to greet.
A patience is needed to meet it.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Don't walk and give it away!
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is There a Better Love to Give
Is there a better love to give,
Than that which is left...
To miss,
And be remembered?
To know that it is love.
And love is what it truly is!
Is there a better relationship to have,
Than one that is committed.
Giving, sharing, devoted.
Loyal and always trusted?
With no fears or tears of being 'busted'
Because of a lack of trust.
Is there a better life to have,
Than knowing what one has
Is not up for grabs.
But is clear and specific.
There and kept reminisced.
To make one happy and glad it exists.
If there is anyone who can say,
Sometimes we have to go our separate ways.
To strengthen a shared space,
That is graced with respect.
To come back to make love had even better!
Although it was great when it was temporarily left?
What other kind of love can be on anyone's mind?
Knowing what is there is seen.
And does not leave one blind.
That kind of love is hard to find,
Today.
Tomorrow.
Or at any other time.
Especially if it is known.
And one can pick up a telephone,
To call and say exactly that.
No matter where that special someone,
May be 'temporarily' at!
With all lines of communication open.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick We Are To Say
During lives we come to live,
There are many we don't see.
Even though we share,
The passing of cast shadows.
Everyday there is,
Opportunities to meet.
But our eyes just look away,
While walking upon the streets.
Few stop to say, 'Hello how are you today? '
Or care to know,
Who feels...
As we do!
During lives we come to live,
There are many we don't see.
Even though we share,
The passing of cast shadows.
And...
We don't dare to bother to ask,
How one feels.
Or...
Dare to smile to greet,
When we pass.
But...
Quick we are to say,
Kiss my...!
As if that was a favorite task,
Mastered...
In a class.
Everyday there is,
Opportunities to meet.
But our eyes just look away,
While walking upon the streets.
Few stop to say, 'Hello how are you today? '
Or care to know,
Who feels...
As we do!
During lives we come to live,
There are many we don't see.
Even though we share,
The passing of cast shadows.
We choose,
Instead...
To be rude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sooner Or Later
Yes, in time, sooner or later, all will know there’s nothing greater,
Nothing at all upon this earth, that offers men such eternal worth,
No possession, yet know to man, can match God’s Eternal Plan,
The Father’s Offer of Eternal Life, through His Son, Jesus Christ.
That life begins when you believe, and Christ’s Spirit you receive,
His Spirit to lead us in all things, as we live for the King of kings,
While He fills us with a peace, that during our trials will not cease,
With a promise He’ll never leave, when His Truth you truly receive.
Soon may be that time for some, that they truly meet God’s Son,
As their eyes are opened wide, to His Truth, they so long denied,
Or maybe they just never heard, The Gospel right from His Word,
But when ready, you can be sure, God’s Spirit will open the door.
For some that time may be later, as they seek something greater,
Some may think Heaven’s on earth, with no need for a New Birth,
Maybe they’re waiting for proof, but, will only see strong reproof,
Whatever is causing you to wait, to continue, it could be too late.
All though, shall meet their Creator, as their Judge or their Savior.
During the present Age of Grace, all men can truly seek His face,
The choice is all yours to make, as God you can trust or forsake,
God made His choice at Calvary, to give us a choice for Eternity.
Many will make God their choice, and then their hearts will rejoice,
Some will decide not to believe, looking back later only to grieve,
As this Age comes to a close, all must deal with what they chose,
All men shall see their Creator; may it be for you, sooner not later.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Loveknots
In the community of this website
like a girdle round the earth
(did you read that, Will?) ,
sharing the inner lives,
the hearts laid open in poetry,
I see that love
brings insecurity,
and disillusion (where there was illusion) ,
and bitterness at love that's not returned
or worse, withdrawn,
and sometimes hate,
distrust,
withdrawal from love perhaps the worst
and is there any remedy?
only a small crumb of communal solace
and a curious technological discovery (thanks to our webmaster) :
that 'my' poem quoting a friend:
'What you think you lack - give that..'
(because by giving, you find you have it
and can never lose it, lack it)
has had 100 times more hits than any other poem of mine.
I leave you with that thought.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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If You Must Know
If you must know...
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
If you must know...
I'm the Winter breeze.
I'm what you see but can't believe it.
I'm the heat.
I'm the snow.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
If you must know.
I'm the moonlight at night.
I'm the Sun giving 'sunlove'
I'm there at birth and when life goes.
If you must know.
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Too many
Trying
To dismiss what 'it' is...
When
All this that I give.
If you must know...
I'm the heartbreak that comes.
I'm the wound and the healer.
I'm the shadow that appears...
Then out of sight...it goes.
If you must know.
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Too many
Trying
To dismiss
What 'this' is...
When
All this that I give,
Brings life to those who live.
Too many times,
I've left sorrow and pain.
With
Too many know me...
As welcomed rain,
When I poured down on others.
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know.
And if you must know!
I'm the Winter breeze.
I'm what you see but can't believe it.
I'm the heat.
I'm the snow.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
I'm the moonlight at night.
I'm the Sun giving 'sunlove'
I'm there at birth and when life goes.
If you must know.
And If you must know!
Too many times,
I've left sorrow and pain.
Too many people know me...
As welcomed rain,
When I poured it down on others...
To bring them back in touch!
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Trying
To dismiss,
All this that I give.
And I give with all my love.
Too much.
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know!
And I'll give,
All I can...
To those who live.
If you must know.
I give.
If you must know.
To let live!
If you must know...
Let live.
If you must know...
Let live.
If you must know...
Let it go,
And live!
If you must know...
Live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Give Up
All our dreams are gone
With a loss of faith
We're still hanging on
For another day
It's so hard to see
That it's going to get better
And when will that be
It's hard to say
We must believe
That if we give we will receive
Yes we must believe
That it's going to get better
Don't give up
Never give up
We won't stop giving
Giving all we got
Now we're breaking away
From what holds us down
This could be the day
That brings out the light
Now we're marching on
With the will of never giving up
This time we'll have won
With out a fight
We must believe
Don't give up
Never give up
We won't stop
Giving all we got
Forgive and forget don't hold on to the bitterness
Filled with regrets we don't wanna go there again
The glass is half full so lets get it on with togetherness
And our number will grow we will prevail in the end
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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Nurtured and Flourishing
Obsessed.
Obsessed,
With what they believe...
Flatters.
Like looks.
Fashion.
And bling that comes adorned.
Things that to them matter!
Like images.
And 'things' to them that are physical.
Things to them,
Worn!
Mindsets of limited consciousness.
And yet...
Some become upset,
If their flaunting goes ignored.
Perceiving one they select,
To flatter.
Accepts,
In a contained self-centeredness.
And...
Is possessed.
By the receipt,
Complete in one's observation...
Of their obsessions.
Nurtured and flourishing in deceit!
But this thought process...
Has never been one to digest,
By those who live to accomplish deeds.
In total acceptance of how they are perceived.
To satisfy those whims given...
And from them to leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Is Your Brother
I was a fighter always looking for trouble
And my life was so empty, there was nothing left to live for
But then it happened one night as I got into a fight
I could hear someone saying as though he was praying
Ah-a-ah-a-a-a-ah-ah
Treat him well, he is your brother
You might need his help some day
We depend on one another
Love him, thats the only way
On the road (on the road) that were going
We all need (we all need) words of comfort and compassion
Treat him well, he is your brother
Love him, thats the only way
I was a woman never thinking of others
And my life was so lonely, didnt care for anybody
But then I happened to meet a begging man in the street
As I turned down his praying I heard someone saying
Ah-a-ah-a-a-a-ah-ah
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
You might need his help one day (hes your brother)
We depend on one another (brother)
Love him, thats the only way
On the road (on the road) that were going (that were going)
We all need (we all need) words of comfort and compassion
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
Love him, thats the only way.
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
You might need his help one day (hes your brother)
We depend on one another (brother)
Love him, thats the only way
song performed by by ABBA
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Small City Church
The door stood open and, not knowing why,
I left the clamour of the city street, ,
And sliped inside,
Cool silence came to greet me like a balm, as
Though it could edify my wrong.
But not the background of the passers-by.
And inside the little church show that
centuries of prayer defeat.
The constant onslaught of man's noise.
Not discreet.
Beside the prayer-books one could buy
A simple candle..
I wondered why.
Greatfully from my worn out satchel
The worldy sum did come.
From a deep unknown spot
A flame now began to trot
From inside me.
Left a dancing little flame to be.
Deep in a corner where the shadows played.
Pushes back the darkness which is a plague.
In fancy I inscribed it with my name.
A small acknowledgement from one who strayed...
In off the street.
To greet the next who looking for him to meet.
poem by Howard Johnson
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Enjoyed
If we should never meet...
To greet or see one another eye to eye,
Know this...
We are experiencing to witness,
This life we have been given...
Together.
We are visitors in this moment and time.
Acknowledging the unimportance,
It is to define or uncover the reason or rhyme.
But to find a common bond to share.
And appreciate the breathing of fresh air.
With the understanding you and I are here.
Commited to achieve,
The very best we can be!
If we should never meet...
To greet or see one another eye to eye,
Know this...
We are experiencing to witness,
This life we have been given...
Together.
And for whatever reason,
We may never get to touch...
Know this...
What is kept in our minds and hearts,
At this time...
Is enjoyed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something different and unique
Live and let others live
Trust, assert confidently and believe
Impart what others can't give
Probe not the unknown fact and leave
This is fundamental and life's essence
Show new life and make known its presence
You have more to earn in giving
Believe in what you have and start living
Never ask anything in return
Give today and you may have your turn
You will not compelled to seek
It will strengthen your will and not make you weak
Not all can perform kind gesture
To some extent it affects their future
Nobody may like to part with little of their belonging
Yet it is considered by them as easy going
To feel donor is something unique
It is real call from kind heart and nice pick
If you can really do it with grace
You may find ever lasting shine on face
If you are in habit of doing it secretly
Then see to it that it is done very quietly
No one should get wind out of it and observe
As it is intended only for needy people to be served
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Feed On Me
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
They are hungry and need feeding
They've resigned themselves to fate
They are desperate men
Death's written on their face
When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me
They're outgunned and they're outnumbered
But they'll never turn to run
And the 'in name of freedom's'
Written with their blood
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Inevitably far outweighs the gain
Feed on me
Feed on me if you need to breath
Feed on me
When your hunger strikes you down again
And you feel your inner strength has drained - Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
They aredying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Enevitably far outweighs the gain
When your will to live has almost gone
And you're left alone and you need someone
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Sweet Cowardice
Traveling in packs,
And out to seek thrills.
Boasting to boost punk temptations...
To bully someone,
To show sweet cowardice skills!
Chumps in secret gatherings,
To promote horrors unsuspecting!
Sneaking around like rats...
Creeping,
To attack anyone,
With a turned back!
Thinking these folks have no backbone,
For that kind of surprising entrapment,
By creeps unleashed!
Taught by bigots to pick on the weak.
Thinking those defenseless...
Are easy prey to overwhelm and defeat!
And yet your insecurities,
Show clearly through deceit!
But you stay away from those
Grown to adapt on urban streets!
Why?
Do you think you and yours would be beaten,
As a treat?
Hmmm...
Thugs eventually find themselves locked up,
In prisons cells where they all seem to meet!
Picking this time...
Fresh young butt to discreetly seek,
When the guards patrolling fall to sleep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love
It is abstract
but has her face
in the hands that touch with compassion
in the eyes that seek only the face of the beloved
in the words uttered, seeking only to uplift
and not humiliate,
in complete giving
without expecting to receive,
in laying down one`s life
so that the beloved may live.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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We Are All Kings Minus A Kingdom
Leave me alone
I want to live like me
And more let me clear one thing
I want to live like a human being
I know I am not like you
You know you are not like me
We are totally different
Goes out and comes in like an ant
The heard you make is lacking talent
No variety, no quality
No liberty, no individuality
A total morbidity!
I can accept you easily
You can act like me happily
But it would be a total defeat
This leads us both in the undone street
On part of you it is a total fraud
You always try to be my false god
It is your naive and nascent crave
You always want me to be your slave.
You are a blot on humanity
You do with us a treachery
I want to live like me
I respect, you should also respect me
It would be just nice and fair
If there is a mutual love and care!
It will be on part of us a wisdom
We are all kings minus a kingdom
It will be nice and fine if we enjoy our mutual freedom!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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