Fog Lifter
A straight and direct response,
That is precise, clear and to the point.
And answers a question asked...
In a language understood and kept basic.
With a respect that does not neglect,
One's ability to comprehend.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enjoy Your Day
You approached me to ask a question.
And taking my time to listen...
With a response I had hoped,
You would comprehend.
Not only did you not do that.
But you edited my answer...
To 'insert' what you thought,
For you did not offend.
Now you accuse me of not being direct.
You say my answer,
For you is not effective.
You inject words connected to my response,
To something you rather accept.
And I hear your attempts,
To try to comvince others...
What it is I really meant!
'Why are you leaving? '
You asked me a question.
I answered it.
Now I take my exit.
To that do you also object?
'But I think your response,
Should be open to debate.'
First of all...
You approached me.
And the time given...
I did not hesitate.
You wanted to hear something you formulate.
Something in your mind you hoped I would find.
And I'm not wasting any more of my time...
To play a game of ping pong,
With someone who has yet to learn...
The reason or the effective use of the paddle.
And besides,
If I did decide to play...
It would be with someone,
Who had something meaningful to say.
And all you wish to do is to occupy space,
In the hopes someone will come forward...
To assist you in the use of it!
'Don't you think your point of view is a bit arrogant? '
That depends!
Is that your second question?
Or should I be seeking your permission to leave?
And neither question,
Do I seek from you an answer.
But I will give you the benefit...
To decide for yourself,
Which one eventually applies!
How is that?
Enjoy your day.
'You will not be asked back here again! '
Was I not already here when you entered?
Again...
Enjoy your day!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Change
The other day I walked accross the street
i couldnt believe what I appeared to see...
as I looked at a poor boy who came to me
I asked him his name and he didnt know
he just asked me for change.
I asked where is your mum?
he just asked me for change
I asked where is your dad?
he just asked me for change
I asked will someone come?
he just asked me for change
I asked why are you sad?
with no response to my question there was a pause...
but then once again he asked me for change
see, as i watched him dissapear with his pain
I realised that he actualy asked me...
for a change.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Living In Between Doubts
If I am grateful and express my faith,
To that which provides me...
An ability to witness my blessings,
With a peace of mind I can freely release.
Who has the authority to dispute my beliefs?
If I refuse to congregate with others,
Who gather together to complain.
And have never ending conflicts,
I no longer have.
I am not living in between doubts.
To hope one day I comprehend,
The answers to my prayers.
My faith is direct and kept uncomplicated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lack of respect
Respect? Yes respect
Lack of respect
Lend us in hot oil
And now we are fried like vianas
Because we lack respect
Yes respect
Respect? Yes respect
Lead us to put our feet inside the packet
And look now
We have fallen so hard in the ground
Because we lack respect
We had foolish remarks
Asked personal question
And proved to the world how jealous we are
Because we lack respect
We questioned facilitator than scenario
How? Because we lack respect for our colloquies
Because we mesmerize twaddle
We are futile
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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A Love's Desire
In my desperate need
To know of your whereabouts,
I asked the moon about you
And it turned its back on me, ,
Trying to hide behind a cloud...
I also asked the stars
With no response at all...
I had no choice, indeed,
But ask for help from above,
Since, witnesses they were both
Of our passionate love...
Now, stuck with inquire without result,
I am alone, sad and really hurt,
Making everything sounds like a satire,
Getting old and tired...
One question remaining,
Should I give up
Love's matters
And retire?
Her, and the whole world
Have the response...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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To Amuse At The Expense Of Wasted Time
Would these be betting odds,
That an asking of someone...
Who has done something in their life,
For more than 'sixty years'.
And approached to be questioned,
What they have been doing...
Since they were last seen ten years ago?
And that question has been asked,
By that same person rerpeatedly.
And the response is known.
What would be the likely odds,
That the person asked the question...
Would 'not' be doing,
What has become an obvious love...
For what that person does.
Should the one asking that same question,
Take a gamble and ask another question...
That would initiate a conversation,
Expressing a real interest?
And not just say the same thing to re-tread.
I maybe wrong about this,
But...
Leaving the person feeling a sense of being appreciated,
Would probably reveal a human being existing.
Instead of a novelty to amuse at the expense of wasted time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Think About It
Think about it.
Is it really fair,
That anyone declared intelligent...
Should assume those not given that designation,
Are amongst those ignorant?
And should at all cost,
Be avoided?
And...
To that,
Your response would be?
Are you giving the question I asked,
More time to ponder?
Comeon.
Why are you looking at me,
Suspiciously?
Why are you backing away from me?
It's just a simple question.
Hey?
Hey?
You don't have to run away.
It's not my survey.
What is it you hide,
And try to protect?
HEY?
Some people today,
Get highly defensive...
By anyone attempting to communicate.
It's not like I asked anything to offend,
Intentionally.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Assumption Of Money To Be Made
If they ever asked why I'm doing all this?
I will answer with a single remark.
To save a life.
If they ever asked what if you fail?
I will answer with a single remark.
I have but, I'm still here.
If they ever asked now that your accomplished what's next.
I will answer with a single remark.
What I do will not change, at least not for intentions of fame.
If they ever asked, if offered money to stop what your doing would you?
I will answer with a single remark.
No I will not be bought.
'So let me get this straight your completely honest? '
Yes I try to be.
'Well I still don't believe you.'
Well I never I asked you to or care if you do.
Your the one who wanted answers to those questions.
I gave you my answers, take it or leave it.
'I have to go because your not going to make me any money.'
That's fine because I've never said I would.
Your the one who assumed that.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Told Myself
I told myself
You do love me
Is it really true?
She asked me
I told myself
You care for me
Are you really sure?
She asked me
I told myself
You do miss me
As often as you?
She asked me
I told myself
You need me too
Are you guessing?
She asked me
I told myself
You never tell me
Why on Earth?
She asked me
I told myself
You hide a lot…
Is that friendship?
She asked me
I told myself
You think too much
Does he not feel?
She asked me
Tell me, my love
What shall I say?
To all those queries
That she asked me...
How should I answer?
What should I ponder?
Tell me the truth
For she still asks me...
You For Me
And Me For You
Is it the Future?
One last Question
She did ask me.
I don’t have the answers
Yet she keeps asking me…
May be, she knows,
One day, one moment
You’ll let her know
How you feel for me...
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Yes I Am
In these days and these hours of fury
When the darkness and answers are thin
Lovers come and check out in a hurry
Shallow and hollow again
Come lay your body beside me
To dream to sleep with the lamb
To the question your eyes seem to send
Am I your passion your promise your end
I say I am
Yes I am
Your passion your promise your end
Yes I am
Barring divine intervention
There is nothing between you and I
And if I carelessly forgot to mention
Your body your power can sanctify
Come feed your hunger your thirst
Lay it down the beast will die
You can question my heart once again
Am I your passion your promise your end
I say I am
Yes I am
Your passion your promise your end
Yes I am
I will stand firm in the tempest
I will ride destinys' trail
To believe when the truth comes up empty
To hold and respect without fail
Come and be one in the motion
A desire they cannot comprehend
Never to question again
For I am your passion your promise your end
Oh yes I am
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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To Replace Those Innovative
They believed it would be quite easy,
To replace those innovative...
With their fake creations.
And no one would notice.
Since they thought they had what it takes.
And today,
People are tired of sitting through...
A series of loose remakes,
By those who are attempting to...
Have their efforts just as impressive too!
Believing they could rejuvenate your sensation.
What is your response?
Don't you miss exposing your...
Ability to reveal your incredible nuances,
That are remembered to have overwhelming appeal?
What is your response,
To those who believed...
From you it was easy to steal!
'Well I...uh...
Excuse me!
I...
LOLOLOLOLOLOL.
Forgive me but, I...
LOLOLOLOLOLOL.
I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Do you mind repeating your question?
I'll do the best I can to be serious.'
No...
Not at all.
Don't you miss your ability to reveal...
'Oh yes...uh...
LOLOLOLOLOLOL.
I'm sorry!
Of course,
NOT!
I am having too much fun,
Remembering those fools...
And what to themselves,
They have done! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
When liberty valance came to town
The women folk would hide
Theyd hide
When liberty valance walked around
The men would step aside
Because the point of a gun
Was the only law that liberty understood
When it came to shooting
Straight and fast
He was mighty good
From out of the east a stranger came
A law book in his hand
A man the kind of man
The west would need to ease a troubled land
Because the point of a gun
Was the only law that liberty understood
When it came to shooting
Straight and fast
He was mighty good
Many a man would face his gun
And many a man would fall
The man who shot liberty valance
He shot liberty valance
He was the bravest of them all
Now the love of a woman can make a man
Stay on when he should go
Stay on
Just trying to build a peaceful life
Where love is free to go
But the point of a gun
Was the only law that liberty understood
When it came to shooting
Straight and fast
He was mighty good
Alone and afraid she prayed that hed
Return that fateful night
That night
When nothing she said could keep her man
From going out to fight
But the point of a gun
Was the only law that liberty understood
When the final showdown came to pass
A law book was no good
Out in the sun two shots rang out
The shots made liberty fall
The man who shot liberty valance
He shot liberty valance
He was the bravest of them all
song performed by by James Taylor
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I asked God from Anonymous.
I asked God for Wisdom, He said: NO
You have to learn from every experience and maybe you'll find your own.
I asked God for Health and Healing. He said: NO
You'll have to take the best care of your body, know that nobody can help, specially if you do everything in your power to destroy it.
I asked God for Wealth. He said: NO
You have to learn what you think comes to you. Never dwell on poorness, waste, credit card abusing, but learn to be grateful for what you have now that you could deserve more later.
I asked God for happiness. He said: NO
You have to find peace and true happiness within yourself, without trying to force others.
I asked God to love others. He said: NO
First you have to learn to love and respect yourself and then you'll love and respect others.
GOD said: Go my child and find your own answers. You have the free will, you have the choice between LIFE or malediction.
If you are able to choose LIFE, kindness, respect everyone for what they are, you find that with a light, lovely life.
If you choose malediction, anger, jealousy, hatred, revenge, greed, you will get same for your lessons.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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My Expertise Is In Politics
There was a promise you made.
With the giving to the people,
Of your word you would keep...
Our interests kept as your priority.
Everything you said would be concised and clear.
Free of frivolity...
And you'd make your policies precise and sincere.
Letting people who elected you,
First to have your ear.
However...
As soon as you were sworn into office,
You quickly disappeared.
Do you have an explanation for this.
Please,
By all means.
Your response is what we wish to hear.
'Sure!
And...
You are most deserving.
My fellow countrymen...
Men, women and children alike.
Well...
It is like this,
You asked if I had an explanation?
Explanations I do not make.
My expertise is in politics.
What more did you expect?
That I would be as honest as those...
You helped me in my campaign to eliminate,
Are you kidding?
I have a reputation to protect.
Clear the way for my entourage, please.
Thank you.
And...
Good luck! '
But...
We elected you.
'See my press secretary.
We'll ensure each and everyone of you,
Receives a signed 8 by 10 glossy.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Open Ends....
do you live life
according to your nature?
that a pig must be a pig
destined as pork?
in the same manner
that flowers must always be
only for display?
do you think
nothing but only your happiness?
do you not see how others
are?
tell them how life must be lived
and spent so well?
tell me
shall the dove coo forever
the lion lesser without its roar?
have you ever asked these
questions?
do you like some answers?
will you ask me
about tomorrow because today
is lived
lesser than what
yesterday should
have been?
do you still like me
to ask
you all about these
basic
which had long been
disregarded
because
life must never be
a question
but
a declaration?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Those Most Dependable
Those most dependable,
Are not the ones we show...
A giving of respect.
They're often people we neglect.
Those most dependable,
Are not the ones we show...
A giving of respect.
They're often people we neglect.
We take for granted when we panic,
Those who'll fix our needs.
And when they've finished doing that,
We don't show them we're pleased.
Those most dependable,
Are not the ones we show...
A giving of respect.
They're often people we neglect.
And on them we're dependent,
But we choose them to offend.
We think of them to think of us,
When daylight comes until it ends.
Those most dependable,
Are not the ones we show...
A giving of respect.
They're often people we neglect.
We take for granted when we panic,
Those who'll fix our needs.
And when they've finished doing that,
We don't show them we're pleased.
The most dependable...
Are often people we neglect.
The most dependable...
Are often people we neglect.
The most dependable...
Are often those we disrespect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The monitor
Who is absent?
With all due respect
the question is rhetorical
and the answer is me.
With all due respect
the question is didactic
and the answer is you?
With all due respect
the question is metaphysical
and the answer is all of us?
With all due respect
the question is present
and its meaning absent?
Fatal?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Future course
We never thought of future course
We had some ideas of course
She was outspoken and straight
She never believed in luck or fate
I was over influenced and stayed with her
She was smart enough to woo and create terror
She will frighten to leave me alone but cool down easily
As it was her nature to be flown in course readily
It was meeting point between us and continued
She was equivalent in all the respect and never got subdued
She will prove her point and leave open some space
I would agree to her for everything as I was never in race
It is human nature to find suitable partner
As it is likely to happen sooner or alter
One wants companion in all the time to come
Ready to share everything with open arms to welcome
She is not unkind at all but with mild aggression
Put all question straight and ask for confession
I would not resist her attempt and reply to full satisfaction
She will then burst into big smile and give its indication
I was offering prayers to almighty for this mission
I had made enough of mistakes but made sincere confession too
I felt that her entry was direct outcome of blessings
She had also made it clear that nothing will go as missing
I have consented to her wishes and fall in line
I am of the firm opinion that it is all divine
The union of two people is decided by sacred power
Many may realize it in later life and experienced by fewer
"I will not hesitate to leave you" she will bombard
I shall still shake head in disbelief and look forward
To ascertain whether she was cutting joke or serious
Later on I may find that she was impatient and jealous
I am much confident of myself and finally assert
She has to fall in line with me and can never think to desert
I am her only choice and she knows it for sure
I take her hand, tap it gently and doubly assure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Prayer For The Dying
there are times when i wondered
and times when i cried
when my prayers they were answered
at times when i've lied
but if you asked me a question
would i tell you the truth
now there's something to bet on
you've got nothing to lose
when i've sat by the window
and gazed at the rain
with an ache in my heart
but never feeling the pain
if you would tell me
just what my life means
walking in a long doar
never reaching the end
god give me the answers to my life
god give me the answers to my dreams
god give me the answers to my prayers
god give me the answers to my being
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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The Poem That Comes After The Afternoon Nap
THE POEM THAT COMES AFTER THE AFTERNOON NAP
The poem that comes after the afternoon nap
Wakes the world
Is clear
Understands
Hears the answers to problems
It could not see before.
The poem that comes after the afternoon nap
Is a clear- minded Poem
A Poem of light
A Poem without fear
A happy Poem.
It has the answer
To the question
Yesterday asked
And tomorrow may make questionable again
A happy poem
Now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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