Feeling 'Whole' I Do!
To live is to learn and to grow...up!
Here I am at 62 and I tell you this...
My best 'teachers' I disagreed with.
Yes, I did.
Only to realize...
Now I value their assessments,
Of the 'me' I denied existed.
To be 'now' more of that 'me'
They saw I did not see before.
And I am so glad I found myself.
With a patience to put ignored pieces together.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
With self examinations through,
And completed with no tests to tease.
Seeing is believing to testify what is true!
And 'free' with a peace of mind I am.
I can release to leave doubts behind.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
And the experience of it...
I wish others could achieve,
To release themselves from turmoil.
And inner conflict stubbornly held...
With perceptions gone unaddressed.
To face them as they are is best.
This clears the mind of mental stresssss,
Yessss!
And as difficult as a quiz can get...
It is with acceptance,
Challenges can be met with success.
With a removal of those obstacles.
That seem so plentiful,
On paths we walk alone.
Condoning with an acceptance done.
Without confronting them one by one!
If one confesses and leave behind...
The useless time spent in regret!
And turning those obstacles,
Into worthless pebbles to forget!
Oh,
Feeling 'whole' I do.
Choosing to let the 'me' in 'me'
Just 'be'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Said Before To Say It Again
On my mind are these times.
And I do find these times on my mind,
Hard to define.
With a keeping of those,
Feeling these times have them boxed in.
And on my mind,
There is a reason to seek rhythm and rhyme.
With my visions set,
On what it would take...
To increase my happiness.
I've said this before to say it again.
I'm not looking for stoppers,
To block as obstacles to hop over.
Or the welcoming arms of acceptance.
With a hope that they will open,
The gates to a fence to feel I've been approved.
On my mind are these times.
And I do find these times on my mind,
Hard to define.
With a keeping of those,
Feeling these times have them boxed in.
Acceptance or not,
I'm not looking to get out of a box.
Too many have found themselves there,
To argue over space,
With little of it that to share.
I've said this before to say it again.
Those feeling trapped,
Like it exactly like that.
Fresh is the air,
One dares to breathe alone.
Revitalized is an atmosphere,
When the clearing of a sky,
Becomes recognized to the one who looks...
To discover the vastness of it to become known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing To Walk On The Right Path
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
Temptations will be there to tease,
With attempts to weaken.
And faces familiar...
Will appear to critique.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Isn't an easy decision one makes.
It takes one to break away,
From barriers attached...
That are difficult to unlatch.
Yet...
Can be done to escape those traps.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
And some days will seem impossible.
But that path chosen,
By the one who knows it is correct...
Will never bring to one regret.
If a faith kept is strong.
And an accepting felt within belongs.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Will prove there to be nothing to fear.
Doubts disappear!
And those things wrong that prick like thorns,
From this right path...
Eventually,
Will be gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Release Them From Their Mental Cages
Release them from their mental cages.
And unlock and free them from their self inflictions.
Too much of their debris has created obstacles.
And those who are now awake,
And forgiving of their past mistakes...
Are being delayed to accomplish their missions.
By those insisting they have a fear...
Of making and creating their own footprints clear.
Release them from their mental cages.
And unlock and free them from their self inflictions.
Too much of their debris has created obstacles.
And healing with an uplifting done to their minds,
Is severely overdue!
Release them from their mental cages.
We have no desire to see them stampeded.
But a stampeding of them is what we will do!
'When you say, 'Release them from their mental cages.'
You speak of doing this 'figuratively' right?
Right?
As something done emblematically, right?
RIGHT?
Why don't you answer me? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Off Of a Blinded Rollercoaster Ride
It is a great feeling,
To live with peace of mind.
And not trying to find,
Either acceptance or approval.
When this blessing is identified...
Conflicts observed and heard,
Do not disturb!
Or come close to pinch a nerve.
When the blessing of peace of mind,
Becomes identified...
It solidifies one's right,
To get off of a blinded rollercoaster ride.
It is a great feeling,
To live with peace of mind.
And not trying to find,
Either acceptance or approval.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prose: Achieving Your Goal
The most important things in life are often those we have to choose from at critical times. They very often represent and determine the course our life will take and to what extent we have in controlling or shaping it. With whatever choice we make, opportunities arise and by making the most of these we realise the relative benefits to be gained or otherwise. Through our committment and willingness to achieve a goal, irrespective of what obstacles there may be or we come across, we move forward and progress is made in our endeavour. If the goal is something we have set our mind and heart on whatever setbacks or obstacles are encountered we should take them to be the hurdles to overcome.
By repeated experience we learn the necessary disciplines with which to train or involve our mind and body to reach our goal. When we recognise and forego or sacrifice certain habits that are not conducive to our overall progress we release more energy by which to accomplish our end. By sustained right effort we put in motion the train of events that will bring about the right results, but we should not be too attached to the fruits thereof. Too much attachment is a cause of blindness, disappointment and suffering. However with the right mental attitudes including positive thinking and actions we should learn from and leave behind past failures by always striving onwards to our desired objective or set goal.
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poem by George Krokos
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No One Can Be Freed Completely
Shifting seasons one lives,
Present with them maladies.
Not often pleasant...
But come to inflict
To sit before they leave.
No one believes,
That a path
Carefully taken,
Has obstacles.
Adopted doubts,
And nonsense philosophies.
Can trap to bite,
Without a peaceful night of sleep.
Some may perceive,
They can breathe...
Free of obstacles.
No cake is baked,
Prepared with trim and icing made.
For taste to sample.
To be 'thee' example!
Wasting one's time,
Making up one's indecisive mind...
May find no satisfaction,
To avoid a reaction!
Shifting seasons one lives,
Present with them maladies.
Not often pleasant...
But come to inflict,
To sit before they leave.
No one can live freed,
Completely...
Of these obstacles!
No one can be freed completely,
Of these obstacles!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Believing What Is Done Is Exclusive and Fresh
Most times it is better to leave things as they are,
If your mind is at peace with contributions made.
And anyone can say anything that they wish...
About your attitude and disposition,
To disturb the happiness you currently possess.
There are those who enjoy projecting their perceptions...
To benefit their mental limitedness.
A clarity of mind does not seek definition.
Especially when one 'arrives' feeling blessed,
And grateful.
While many still ride a merry-go-round,
Believing what is done is exclusive and fresh.
And,
For some it is!
That is why most times,
It is better to leave things as they are.
Or if you desire,
Choose to participate...
Knowing that choice is up to you,
To make and do as you wish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember Me
Well we used to be the best of friends
And we used to hang around
Now I always see you and your new girlfriend
On the sunny side of town
Oh your body is the same and your face ain't changed
But your mind ain't where that's at
You're too busy hugging and a-kissing now
And for you that can't be bad
But I've made a deal with the clouds
Gonna turn that sun into rain
So you forget about your love
Come and see me again
Oh remember me I'm your best friend
And we don't talk no more
So if you're in the neighbourhood
Don't forget to knock on my door
Cause I've got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Now I stand upon your path
And I'm shouting up to you
Won't you come and give me a minute now
There's a message here for you
Me and a couple of old school friends
We're going out to drink
You can come along but leave your girl at home
It'll give you time to think
But you called at the last minute
Said that you were staying in
Well this is not a joke old friend
I'm a-getting sick of this
Oh remember me when she leaves you
And you come and knock on my door
Well I can nurse your broken heart
Cause that's what friends are for
Cause I've got to keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
Gotta keep the feeling, keep the feeling in
song performed by by Zutons
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Enriched
What was difficult?
A decision made to be me.
A decision to leave,
Everything and everyone...
Who did not grasp,
Their own identity.
And when clarity came,
And stared in my face...
I stood and stared right back!
That was the most difficult thing I did.
And since then...
I recognized,
How many had not done that.
How many,
In fact...
Did not know who or what they were.
And I did not fully realize until I witnessed them...
How long I had been back then,
Like them...
In hiding!
Pretending I knew the life I lived.
But today I do not seek,
Acceptance from anyone to qualify that.
I did not know that finding myself,
Would leave me feeling so enriched!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mundane
How can anyone be excited,
To live an existence that is mundane?
With all there is that is freely given,
Why are minds limited to only complain?
Have choices made become that restricted,
To leave one feeling they can not resist...
A needlessness?
Has it come to just money and things people wish?
How can anyone be excited,
To live an existence that is mundane?
With all there is that is freely given,
Why are minds limited to only complain?
If one road is blocked...
Is that the only road there is?
If one is prevented with the doing of one thing,
Why do they stop with a dropping of tears?
There is something about that done,
I just do not get!
Am I suppose to regret my life is beset,
With challenges and obstacles I wish I never met?
Have choices made become that restricted,
To leave one feeling they can not resist...
A needlessness?
Has it come to just money and things people wish?
If one road is blocked...
Is that the only road there is?
If one is prevented with the doing of one thing,
Why do they stop with a dropping of tears?
There is something about that done,
I just do not get!
Am I suppose to regret my life is beset,
With challenges and obstacles I wish I never met?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are Just a Small Part of All of It
You wish to live life,
On your terms?
As if you have earned that right.
As if you command Summer breezes,
To caress your flesh both day and night.
Devoid of any obstacles on your path,
You might view in your sight!
Advice spoken may be for you traumatic.
And leave you feeling...
Your performance has not been that melodramatic.
However...
Keep your dreams alive and well.
But get up off your butt.
Don't give those dreams up!
See life for what it is.
Whether negative or positive!
And those you found time to listen to moan and whine?
Leave them behind to do that!
That is a trap!
Once you view your life as a gift given...
Realize it was a 'loan'.
Giving you a chance to invest.
Doing it at your best!
You may have expectations!
Like some who live with preferences?
Look around you.
Up and down!
You are just a small part of all of it!
And God did not gift you with life...
Based upon your demands!
You have been given a right to think.
And this I am sure leaves God amused!
You may make requests.
But God ultimately decides...
And He alone does the choosing!
Unless you have found another way,
To live on your terms without His knowing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Your Love
If I see you again
You might understand the way
That I feel
Though time after time I try
To explain the feeling was so real
And I want you to know time hasnt changed
When I was loving you then
The breeze of your lips
The warmth of your hands
One touch and Im flying again
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
All I wanted from life
And learned about love was
Much better beside you
And I just cant forget
Learning to cry
The day I found out that
I had lost you
Though love is a game
And games always end
I just cant think of you
As a memory
All the days that you cared
All the love we once shared
Inside I cant seem to forget you
And cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
Though love is a game
And games always end
I just cant think of you
As a memory
All the days that you cared
All the love we once
Inside I cant seem to forget you
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Ease Appeases With a Bit of Tease
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Find that place,
Where you can go...
Within.
To bring outside of yourself,
A comfort shown to shine without end.
You seem to be hiding inside too much.
And not enough of you,
Is believed or known.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
First impressions,
Aren't always the best to leave.
Especially when some expect magic...
Unnatural miracles and a tap dance,
Done comfortably.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Just be you.
You will be surprise by how enchanting,
The unseen you can be,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
When ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Just be you,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And...
Relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In a Roam Zone
When in a roam zone,
Where does one go...
After tempers flair?
And what is left staring,
Are the facts.
In undeniable contradiction...
Of those truths carried,
Historically on one's back!
Where does one roam,
When this becomes known.
Where does one roam,
When assessments are complete.
And one awakens drooling,
Deluged by deceit one took to a deep sleep.
Where does one then choose to roam?
With a feeling of suspicion even in one's home!
And finding themselves overwhelmed by distrust.
Neighbors once close are now regarded with disgust.
Found hiding in disguises as if they must.
Where does one then roam?
When truth has been expose to leave one to feel alone...
Where does one then go,
Feeling isolated and in a complicated mental state of mind!
Where does one then go...
When feeling alone and in a roam zone to call one's own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Constructive Criticisms
I appreciate your assessments.
And the time you have given.
But guess what?
'What? '
The value I have placed on my life,
With the knowledge and comprehension...
Of my true identity that took me years to find,
With adjustments made to upgrade my mind.
And what I have obtained in the gaining of it,
Does not depend on your assessments.
Or your vocal beliefs on how I can achieve,
Your acceptance.
'I was just offering constructive criticisms.'
And I was offering my time,
To tell you not to continue the wasting of yours.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feeling
Deep in my heart
I have this feeling...
Feeling to be good
Feeling to be kind
Feeling to be open
Noble, gentle, and humble...
Feeling to be helpful
Feeling to be truthful
Feeling to be respectful
Faithful, cheerful, and thoughtful...
Feeling to be friendly
Feeling to be sincere
Feeling to be polite
Considerate, obedient, and honest...
And a feeling to make
The world a happy nest.
Search your heart
And tap that feeling
The feeling of serenity
The feeling of tranquillity
The feeling of grace
The feeling of peace
The feeling of love
The feeling of life
The feeling that leads you
To the realm of light.
Nurture this feeling
Think and let it grow...
The feeling will rid
The world of its sorrow
And this feeling will bring
An all new tomorrow.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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My Worth I Already Know
I am not one so quick
To pass my friendship around.
Or solicit acceptance
From those with frowns.
I know my feet are planted steadily,
On the ground.
With other clowns!
In pretense.
That this circus lived...
Strains from decadence.
And cheerful smiles,
Should be passed around.
Even if one is feeling down.
No!
Uh-huh.
I am not one so quick
To pass my friendship around.
Or solicit acceptance
From those with frowns.
No!
Uh-huh.
No plastic mask,
Will I snap on fast.
Just to convey...
Others find me 'okay'.
No!
Uh-huh.
Not me.
I'm not willing to release my peace...
To gain that kind of entry!
Not to pay a fee,
To be found worthy.
My worth...
I already know!
And it is freed of masquerade.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wealth of Self
Observation is the key,
To remedy upsetting emotions.
Bother not to wait for comfort,
When forthcoming is regret!
Do not sit in bitterness that teases...
What comes to please,
Will be a release!
And freedom from a burden...
Held as if befriended,
Dissipates from a patience one has kept.
To reveal in discovery a wealth of self,
With a peace of mind one has finally met...
To undo these tests we let others inject!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traffic Jam The Sequel
Everybody has feeling
But not every time they feel the same
One side feels it’s annoying
Other side feels it’s arrogant
When they don’t realize the other feeling
What wait in front are only troubles
Everybody has feeling
Sometimes it’s difficult to remember that
One side feels it is freedom
Other side feels it is threat
They think they will lose
If they should always care about opponent’s feeling
Everybody has feeling
“I should be treated first! ”
One side crosses the path
Other side slices the road
If everybody ignores feeling
They only become trashes
Everybody has feeling
But what would happen to the world
Everybody has their own problems
Everybody has their own reasons
But not everybody has good tolerance
If the patience over …
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You Do The Hanging 'In' There
Let me tell 'you' somethin'
I appreciate your comments,
And from the place in your head
With assessments made.
But
You do the hanging 'in' there
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
Whatever those perceptions you perceive me to be
From an outer appearance you find important to judge.
Aint' nothing here you see weak about me.
I am aware of the wrapping done to my package.
I lead.
I do not follow.
And I may do this with tears.
With acceptance.
Not with misery.
There is not one step I've made in my life,
That occurred with dependable and/or reliable
Assistance done from anyone,
Who replaced my challenges and obstacles
With vanilla smoothies!
My faith kept my pace.
And when I awaken each day I am grateful.
I pray for strength and I get it.
And I do know from where my strength comes.
Nothing I've done has a confused moment about it!
Ain't nothing here you see,
Weak about me.
I appreciate your comments,
And from the place in your head
With assessments made.
But
You do the hanging 'in' there.
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
Whatever those perceptions you perceive me to be
From an outer appearance you find important to judge.
I don't take the time to do that to anyone.
I am here to do to get done.
Not to critique those tasks given I do to complete.
Or take the time to observe who is observing me.
You do the hanging 'in' there.
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
I know who I am
With eyes clear and direction taken!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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