Extremities Restricted Would Upset Me If Limited
Because I am blessed with vision.
I am more inclined to believe what I see,
Than what I hear with my own ears.
Because I do have a sense of touch.
I'd rather feel than have described to me,
What it is to experience that which I can hold.
Because I have a heart,
Sometimes in conflict with my mind...
I still find most times a connection I can define.
And blessed I am to have legs with feet,
I can choose to use them...
To come to go from inside to outside as I please.
To have any of my extremities restricted,
Would upset me if limited.
Especially if I am convinced their movement is mine.
I have been spoiled with these blessings.
And to sit and procrastinate,
Would be a waste of abilities as if I could stop time.
Yes I have been oppressed with a suppression that tests.
But I will not let that undo the best of me...
To allow what is believed to prevent my forward steps.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside Is My Mecca
Inside is my mecca.
A peace that is complete!
Released is all conflict.
My mind is at ease.
Inside I find rainbows.
And cloudless blue sky.
I feel Sun rays beaming upon me.
I walk tall with pride,
Without surprise.
Inside is my love hold.
With strength that increases.
I show bliss reflected.
I am blessed to receive it.
Inside me are spirits.
Ancestors who live.
I am this gift given.
And treasured this is!
Inside I keep faith,
As a jewel I caress.
I nourish it to flourish.
And make each step...
Better placed,
Than the best steps I left!
Inside is my mecca.
A peace that is complete!
Released is all conflict.
My mind is at ease.
And as calm as a fresh breeze,
I am blessed to receive to breathe...
Before it leaves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Dear
I don't approve of everything,
I hear you say and do!
Nor am I available to excuse...
Every apology you choose to use.
I know these times are difficult.
For both of us,
That is true!
But don't believe when I am needing you...
What is troubling me,
I can alone undo and get through!
Especially...
Knowing there is 'something'
You wish to dismiss...
Has kept you away from me,
To experience by yourself...
A quietness!
With no peace between us that exist!
Unconditionally...
I see us as two.
Not one to leave the other,
To have one another suffer!
I don't approve of eveything,
I hear you say and do!
But a togetherness is what I wish.
Not a separateness...
When a difference of opinion,
Comes between us that splits.
I want you to know this.
I want that known and now.
My love for you is not going to stop...
Whether you reveal you are bottomed out!
And your desire to have me see you,
Always on top!
Let go and let that drop.
These are not those times!
That is not the relationship...
We have come to define!
I am yours and you are mine!
You are in my heart!
And each time you depart...
Both of us are torn apart!
Not just you.
This is about me too!
Whatever it is...
I hope 'this' disappears.
It is not worth the agony,
Of you there and me here in tears!
You are in my heart!
And each time you depart...
Both of us are torn apart!
Not just you.
This is about me too!
Whatever it is...
I hope 'this' disappears.
It is not worth the agony,
Of you there and me here in tears!
Can you hear me?
Can you feel this is real?
I hope in 'your' mind,
And in 'your' heart...
This becomes clear!
I am here for 'you',
Come sunshine
Or whatever weather is due
To come through...
For us.
My dear!
I hope we can get over this.
And come to grips to quit this nonsense!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How the story goes
A smile on your face reflect of the feeling that you need me
Your gaze is saying that you will never leave me
The touch of your hand gave me warmth whenever you touch me
The words that you say truthfully encourage me
Your caress made me feel comfortable
Your sense of humor saying you aren’t mad at all
Whenever I heard news ‘bout you, I always feel my heart beating
And I miss that time
Until I realize your smile is fake
Your gaze lied to me
The word is just a boast
But I miss your caress and your sense of humor
I know it’s not your fault
It’s nobody responsibility to correct
It’s nobody fault if the story end this way
I’ve already know, the story will end like this
And I’m sure you know too
Because you’re the one who makes decisions
But why did you try to grab my heart
But why I still can’t help to stop to listen to your flattery
But why I still can’t help my heart to fall in love with you
Even we have the same feeling
We can’t stand together
We can’t keep facing each other
We can’t smile at each other
We just don’t deserve it
You go on your way, I go on mine
Don’t ever look back
If I can twitch the time
I just will choose not to recognize you
And I won’t feel this way but
I will choose to go back to the time we’re close together
So I can feel the happiness in that time
Now time will make my memory of you fade away
And I’m so sorry
Cause, I’ve ever think that
If I can undo my move
I’ll undo it to the time when my heart is approaching closer to your heart
But I just want to say
Thank you for the simple happiness that you gave
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Needed Rest
So overwhelmed to give at times,
I find isolation brings me peace of mind.
To give is to receive.
And in that I do believe.
But a necessity to set limits...
Allows me to feel I should and can breathe freely.
Without jeopardizing my abilities,
Which requires my much needed rest!
Although I may get protests,
From those who perceive...
My abilities are given just to please their needs.
Blessed?
Yes.
But those best lessons I've learned,
Have been the ones I have kept.
And without rest for the mind,
Guess who gets the quality time?
No one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happy
When I look at you
I know what you say is true.
When I hear your voice
I know I made the right choice.
When I smell your smell
I remember how hard I fell.
When I feel your touch
I know why I love you so much.
When I feel your arms around me
I melt into you softly.
When I feel your hand in mine
I know everything will be just fine.
When I feel your kiss
I know exactly what I will miss.
When I look into your eyes
I know you will tell me no lies.
When I know you're near
I have no fear.
When I sense you're around
Nothing can bring me down.
When I hear your name
I feel my face enflame.
When you just appear
I feel this uncontrollable want for you, my dear.
When I touch your skin
I feel this electricity within.
When I'm with you I always smile,
I feel wonderful just getting to sit with you for awhile.
When you rub my feet
I feel my heart skip a beat.
When I hear you speak
I feel my legs go weak.
When I touch your lips with mine
I feel a tingle run down my spine.
When I think of us together
I want us to remain that way forever.
When we talk or you're with me
I feel so incredibly happy.
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B Who U Wanna B
Slow motion when my feet touch the ground
You stop believing everything will be alright
When you face the world, youve got to pay a certain price
You are horrified, tranquilized
Every second counts
You can b who u wanna b
Just hold on to your fantasy
You can b who u wanna b
Just let go of reality
If you feel you are blocked
Begin with yourself, facing up
Whatever it takes, look inside
No matter what it takes
Blank out time and space and feel
All connections flow into place
You have a choice, a new beginning
You can b who u wanna b
Just hold on to your fantasy
You can b who u wanna b
Just let go of reality
There is safety in derision
I talk about my vision
The trouble of defection
The comfort of affection
Wiegh me down and not a day
Experience recalled
My mind appalled
What do we know
What do we show
Is there something to be said ?
Hit the ground, not a sound
Is strong enough to lift me up
Put me down, fix me up
Love will hold it
Love will hold it
Dropping out of sky and rock
Drugged by love, a system shock
Catch me up, cos time will tell
If love will hold it
Love will hold it
Love will hold it
Hush, I lost my theme
Of original sin
Extremities. reality
Leave the things that seem
Dropping out of sky and rock
Drugged by love, in state of shock
Distorted days, distorted ways
Not worth thinging of
Dropping uot of sky and rock
Drugged by love in a state of shock
Love will hold it
Love will hold it
song performed by by Xymox
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Legs
She's got legs,
she knows how to use them.
She never begs,
she knows how to choose them.
She's holding legs,
wonderin' how to feel them.
Would you get behind them,
if you could only find them?
She's my baby,
she's my baby.
It's alright,
it's alright,
it's alright,
alright.
She's got hair down to her fanny.
She's kinda jet set,
try undo her panties.
Everytime she's dancing;
she knows what to do.
Everybody wants to see,
to see if she can use it.
She's so fine,
she's all mine.
You've got it right,
so right,
you got right.
She's got legs,
she knows how to use them.
She never fakes,
she knows how to choose them.
She's got a dime, all of the time.
Stays out at night moving... through time
Oh I want her,
so i've got to have her
That girl's alright,
She's alright,
She's alright,
right, right, right.
song performed by by Kid Rock
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It Is A Feeling Embedded In One's Mind
The memory of losing a child,
Never leaves.
It is a feeling embedded in one's mind,
To remain as if a hole unplugged...
Can not be fixed.
There is a feeling of guilt that revisits,
From time to time.
And those who have never had that experience,
Are blessed not to know it.
Although those who do know,
What that experience is like...
Can sympathize with those who say,
'You have no idea,
How these children of mine can get on my last nerve.
Ten minutes!
If I only had ten minutes to myself.
Without them constantly on my mind I'd be happy.'
~You are right.
I have not been blessed to have that experience.
However,
Once they arrive...
Your life is no longer yours.
They will be on your mind until your life is over.~
'Oh yeah?
How would you know? '
~It's a feeling I get.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
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Keep Moving Forward
Returning attention given to those seeking it,
By telling you what you are not...
And what you could do to improve your status,
For their approval and acceptance...
Should give you a clue as to what it is they do.
And have done with the time to them given.
However...
IF you return back to them nothing to work with,
By giving them closed lips and forward movement...
Something done in the doing of that,
Will be more than enough than they have done...
Most of their lives they themselves have validated.
You need not to say or do a thing to bring yourself,
Down to a level to appease people like this.
Since it should be obvious to you as this is viewed,
They have yet to find themselves...
To stop a wasting of their time to find others,
Willing to waste their minds and time collectively.
With no improvement or a wish to seek progress.
The only thing done one can do for people like this,
Is to keep moving forward.
With a leaving behind with them a hint as to your abilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose To Fly
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Non-ness
But at this time...
On these non-days,
When a sense of non-ness is existing.
I try to find in my mind,
A reason and a rhyme...
To define what it is I choose to decline.
And it is at this time,
I'm feeling quite fine.
And those non-days existing,
With a non-ness to grind...
To upset my mind,
I can't allow...
Myself to be twisted in the mix of it!
I once participated in heated debates.
About the absence of the right,
To enjoy the life I've made.
Without feeling I should trade away...
This happiness I feel and have,
I just can't walk away from to see betrayed.
And it is because at this time,
On these non-days...
Whether they come to others to keep and stay,
I wish agitation begin from me to fade.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
And when that non-ness is there to share,
Because at this time I made up my mind to care...
I,
Have chosen peace...
And I've left the scene.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have No Need For The Ones You Have
Continue to procrastinate.
Do nothing,
But waste your time!
Advice solicited given to you...
Has been excused,
While you choose to make up your mind.
Time after time...
After time each time!
Keep your steps reluctant.
Make decisions you say are with faith.
Remain stubborn not listening to others.
And hesitate,
Sitting while you wait!
In a selfish self debate,
You salivate...
Deliciously,
When speaking of your fate.
Those dreams you wish fulfilled with promise?
With hopes?
Came by to knock on your door!
But you were inside,
With doubts you did not stop!
And those knocks you heard,
You left ignored!
And away from you,
They've gone forevermore!
There was a delivery that came,
Especially for you.
But those 'gifts' disappeared.
When you made it clear and obvious...
You have no need for the ones you have.
And the ones you have you fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just To Be With You
Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.
Without You close,
I know I am withdrawn.
At those times I'd rather sit alone...
From sunset until dawn!
The longer I am without You near...
Very little brings me cheer,
In this atmosphere.
I seem to feel the weight,
Of pressures and stress.
I seem to welcome a depression...
I accept and express.
As age descends upon my steps,
I do my best to forgive myself.
And I try,
But that's hard to do!
Then I realize I am without You.
Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.
When we 'are' together...
There is an absence of regret.
My unhappiness has left.
I feel a peace.
I feel so blessed!
And whatever is next,
On my path You have selected...
May it become clearer to me,
Your 'tests' I should not neglect!
Especially if those challenges,
Are there to correct my steps!
Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.
I hope our closeness proves to You,
I want to show my loyalty too!
And whenever I find myself subdued?
I feel my best,
Does not impress!
And confessing that 'now to You, My Father!
That's all I really wish to do!
Just to get as close as I can.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If God Was Not With Me
I thought I had taken much of my life,
For granted.
With a mind God has blessed.
And a family I think is the best.
And trust me...
There is a lot of love to go around.
So much of it...
I realize,
More is still to be uncovered and found.
And as I reflect those taken steps,
Some made I regret.
I have never yet to meet,
An obstacle that stopped the movement of my feet.
Or a challenge created masquerading as my defeat.
Andrea, Tammy, Lisa and I...
Were encouraged to live our separate lives.
Early my identity was molded.
And I held onto beliefs...
My dreams were no bigger,
Than I could make them!
And I can now admit to this...
Having been blessed,
Not to lay all my eggs in one nest to rest.
Or get upset by mistakes I've made!
And glad a few cracks,
Only appeared in two or three baskets.
With ambition as my mission.
I thought I had taken much of my life,
For granted.
With a mind God has blessed.
And I have found the willingness to forgive,
Without regret to forget my failures.
Knowing my own success,
I would not realize...
If God was not with me to open my eyes.
Or provide me breath to breathe,
I would not recognize any achievement.
Or believe deeds done I could do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sensations
I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one,
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.
I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation is bliss.
Especially when time is not mine to define!
I am here to accomplish.
I am here to succeed.
I am not here to stunt my growth...
Like some I see drifting,
As if tumbleweeds!
Always 'here' it appears.
And my purpose is clear,
As I reach to do my best!
Feeling blessed and tested,
On the path I walk...
Sometimes I am faulted,
But never do I think to halt!
Or rest,
To contemplate burdens,
Laid upon my chest!
I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one...
Teased by temptations that come.
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.
Those who find they must stay on the run!
I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation...
Is my bliss,
That anoints me with sensations that fit!
With an understanding,
Of why I am allowed to be here.
To exist as I do...
Knowing the 'who' of me like this!
And with God beside me,
To assist me through!
Being here in the now...
Is the mood I choose!
I am always 'here'...
With God close to me near!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rubber Morals
Quickly checking what company hes in
Absorbing values like a chameleon
His rhythm and his method have got out of line
When you sit on a fence you get a sore behind
Must not upset the apple cart
Hell choose your views today
Having some kinda conflict
Seems to get right in his way
Chorus
Whoa...rubber morals
Whoa...rubber morals
Whoa...rubber morals, plasticine ideals
See how this one feels
The men in st. peters will not agree to a slipping
On his conscience like he slips on a johnnie
Hes a part time socialist and a part time tycoon
Flags of convenience fly in his cocoon
Must not upset the apple cart
Preserve the status quo
His heart felt convictions
Left a long time ago
A sign over his bed will testify
Is there nothing in his life from which hed live or die
A pale shade of grey lines a vacant head
With our condom-nation you are blessed
Must not upset the apple cart
Hell choose your views today
Having some kinda conflict
Seems to get right in his way
song performed by by Howard Jones
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With Their Depthness Of Such Knowledge
We should all feel blessed,
To know there are those amongst us...
Who know exactly the way,
We should all live our lives...
By sharing their insights of correctness.
And their tempers flared prematurely will then cool,
With the comprehension and understanding...
They are willing in patience to prevent anguish.
We should all feel blessed,
To know there are those with direct contact...
With God and the understanding of God's wishes.
And perhaps one day those who lead us,
Into wars to battle over self interests 'consciously'...
Will heal the ones wounded with pain and sorrows,
With their depthness of such knowledge claimed...
To end every conflict they have intentionally started.
Let us all pray that one day,
Their interpretations will awaken them to match...
Their ideals.
To then produce a true peace that today,
Seems so elusive to evade common sense.
And the purpose for it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Sensitivity Business
When I think of me and myself and I...
I am often quite surprised,
By the little attention I give...
To being that kind of guy.
I've been accused of being self centered,
Many times.
But nothing I have done can define me that way.
Although, I admit, I did one time 'try'.
I tried to feel that I am 'all' that.
I even got up one morning,
Promising myself no one else would matter.
Prepared with a list of accomplishments to announce.
With a printing of them on flyers so they would scatter.
Boring!
Within twenty-four hours other folks were on my mind.
After I spent a day observing 'them'.
And losing myself within creative intentions to complete...
Some activity that would influence the undoing,
A lack of concern and the misery many find.
Oh...
This sensitivity business,
Is not cool with me sometimes.
I often awaken thinking what it would be like,
To have only wining and dining on my mind all the time.
With a clock to beat...
Thinking of retirement as I laid on some beach.
And 'if' I didn't accept early in my life,
That it wasn't all about me...
I'd be contributing to complaints on a daily basis,
Doing that as my contribution to community outreach.
I'm blessed to hear from others...
I perceive much better off with time to do that.
Since I am blessed to be self centered free...
And not have limitation on my mind as a trap!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suffering
a word from you
and then you stop
something choppy somewhere
inside your tongue
i like to listen more from you
cut, i am having a hard time,
what is it with you
that wants to hold me
i stop to listen again
some scratching sounds
from your hair
some gnashing from your teeth
i listen stilll cautiously
there are pauses,
you stretch your arms
trying to reach me
i tap my ears
there is this suppression
of meaning and then you finally open
your eyes
tears are falling
i see
your heart is broken and your
mouth haggles for words
your mind grasps for thoughts
for a love that they always
misunderstand. I see.
blood inside your mouth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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