From an Issue Having No Resolve
What more can anyone expect,
From an issue having no resolve.
A wasteless debate with those at odds...
Seems as predictable as one who procrastinates.
There is an agreement that nothing changes.
Like the staleness of an environment...
In the midst of a redundant progress,
That has sat on the verge of movement.
Only to be discussed by those who have aged in waiting.
Sitting on fences convinced of an award that comes,
Just for the endurance of doing it!
And professing there has been a joy spent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Distant History
This fascination
where did it come from?
what does it mean
when your fascinated by things?
but you know, you'll never see
i overheard this conversation
as it started to belong to me
your convinced that where your born is where your from
no, your convinced that where your born is not where your from
its only where your
waiting to see it through
and not understanding why i had to
be reminded that i'll tell you when i
waiting for longer than i had to
or could you just tell me now
couldnt you tell me, now?
even more money spent
nothing left to go round
even more money spent
nothing left to go round
all these descriptions
where did they come from?
do they describe what you mean
perfectly?
and how can i explain to you
how i know that
its a natual order of the things that i believe
your convinced that where your born is where your from
no, your convinced that where your born is not where your from
its only where your
waiting to see it through
not understanding why i had to
be reminded that i'll tell you when i
waiting for longer than i had to
or could you just tell me now?
couldnt you tell me, now?
even more money spent
nothing left to go round
even more money spent
nothing left to go round
nothing left to go round
nothing left to go round
nothing left to go round
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
x8
song performed by by Idlewild
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Predictable
Dont know why Im even bothering.
(predictable)
Yeah, thats the mood Im in.
Go out for a walk then I come back in.
(predictable)
Yeah, the mood that Im in.
(predictable)
Every day of my life
Cant even communicate with my wife
(predictable)
Thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear.
Go to my office, sit at my desk,
Predictably just like all of the rest.
I sit and I dream about far away places,
Away from the people with frowns on their faces.
All of my life is monotony
Id go out for a walk but I know it would be
(predictable)
Sure as the nose on my face
(predictable)
Same for the whole human race
Once we (once we) had so many options
Once we (once we) had dignity and grace
Now we (now we) have got nothing but our own time to waste.
(predictable)
Yeah, thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear
Why cant it be like never before?
(predictable)
Yeah, aint life a bore
(predictable)
Life gets more and more...
Just like Ive heard it all somewhere before.
(predictable)
Sure as the nose on my face
(predictable)
Same for the whole human race
One day (one day) its gonna get better some way (some way)
I wish it would get worse any way (any way)
What can I lose, it might turn into something better.
It gets harder and harder the harder I try
(predictable)
Feels like a good time to die
I kiss you hello then I kiss you good-bye
(predictable)
Just like the stain on my tie
(predictable)
Just like the jacket I wear
(predictable)
The way that Im combing my hair
Turn on the tv, just sit and stare
(predictable)
Theres nothing happening there
Yeah, thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear.
song performed by by Kinks
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My Heart's Corner, , , ,
moments of laughs spent together, ,
moments of smiles spent together, ,
moments of fights spent together,
moments of busy ness spent together, ,
somethings discussed together, ,
some solutions found toghether,
way of living discussed together, ,
discussed and decided to be together..
will always be remembered in this life and even after, ,
may you always b happy even after me, ,
well i hope u always reign to b seen after me,
high up in the bright sky, ,
ur name flutters, ,
i know you u want the whole sky to be urs, ,
may u ask 4 all n get more then wht urs, , ,
the sun rises, , the sun sets, ,
the moon rises, the moon sets, ,
the stars sparkle, , look cute,
i admire them in totally a silence soo mute,
my heart throbs with each of ur word said,
what if you never said,
how much you loved me, ,
but still feel u around me, ,
set even my mind according to it, ,
well ill always need my heart to remind me of it, , ,
cos u r the corner of my heart, , ,
who's never ever apart! ! ! ! !
luv ya, , , , , my life, , ,
poem by Pooja Mehta Shah
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Increases In Staleness
The suddenness of quick endings,
Seem to come suddenly...
And not subtle at all,
Don't they?
Even in the midst of cocktail sipping,
This may occur.
Without warning,
A beginning that has promise...
To remain forever,
Caressed by an effervescentness...
Doesn't age like fine wine most times,
But flatens in taste.
And increases in staleness...
To produce a noticeable waste.
'Are you sure this is 'Chablis'...? '
And a staleness gone unprotected,
Eventually reeks with a stench.
Just like anything taken for granted,
That not longer supports...
But ends,
A pretentiousness that is witnessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is There
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Wanting with intent,
To have it all.
And not just a piece.
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Submit,
That's it.
That's all It wishes.
For total and complete honesty.
Not something selected as suggested to pick.
And decide with this to leave as an appeasement.
As if It would not know,
How shallow one's soul.
It wishes to bestow upon you happiness and gifts.
But wanting first your loyalty,
Is what 'It' insists.
It is there!
In the midst,
And is waiting.
Forever there is eternity!
And in the midst of it,
It sits as 'Is'.
And in this midst of this that 'Is'...
Is The Creator.
Waiting with wishes to just have us believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Updated and Refreshened Eulogies
What are they there,
Waiting for?
Updated and refreshened eulogies?
Those dead horses beatened,
Have turned into dust!
Although times have changed...
Their complaints have dusted.
And the staleness of trust...
Has long ago rusted!
What had been admired,
Has expired into visible jealousies.
They can not honestly believe,
What has been done religiously...
Can be revived and retrieved.
They can not believe that?
They can't!
Do they?
What are they there,
Waiting for?
Updated and refreshened eulogies?
When those made initially,
Had been carved into valued stone.
Supporting the approval,
Of those with cold shoulders.
Convinced they can survive on their own.
Why can't they move on?
And leave well enough alone!
Knowing those bonds,
That could have been mended...
Are absent of emotion.
Or anything that identifies,
A relationship to devotion.
Or even souls connected...
To mummified bones!
But the groaning of complaints,
Continue to droan with their moans.
What are they there,
Waiting for?
Updated and refreshened eulogies?
For opportunities to vent,
Why their time has been spent...
Arguing with one another,
Over what for them makes sense?
And who among them qualifies,
To adjust to new movements!
Done before no one is left,
And, hopefully, before...
All have died!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Effort Made
It takes more than a wish,
To move from point A to point B.
And for some that may initiate,
An argument to debate it.
Just to get them to open their eyes to see,
A movement in the doing is involved.
Since many need to be convinced,
An effort they should make...
Does not to them come delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Republican movement have not behaved properly over the years. They have not themselves implemented the Agreement. If they had implemented the Agreement then they would have disarmed completely in May 2000, that is what they undertook to do, that is what they failed to do.
quote by David Trimble
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It Can Be Draining
Sometimes it can be draining,
And gets difficult...
To be in the midst,
Of thoughtless people.
Especially those who have aged,
To express less concern.
Or how their whims affect...
The ones who treasure their lessons learned.
At times emotional feelings exposed,
Are received to be ones embittered.
When sharing them amongst those,
Who could care less...
About the depthness of another's experiences.
And how those experiences are addressed,
Each day to expect, accept or reject.
Sometimes it can be draining,
And gets difficult...
To be in the midst,
Of thoughtless people.
Especially those who have aged,
To express less concern.
Or how their whims affect...
The ones who treasure their lessons learned.
It can be draining.
Isolating.
And reflectively disrespecting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Predictable
Predictable
Something isn't right
I can feel it again, feel it again
This isn't the first time
That you left me waiting
Sad excuses
And false hopes high
I saw this coming
Still I don't know why I let you in
[Chorus]
I knew it all along
You're so predictable
I knew something would go wrong (Something's always wrong)
So you don't have to call
Or say anything at all
You're so predictable (So Predictable)
So take your empty words
Your broken promises
And all the time you stole
Cause I am done with this
I could give it away, give it away
I'm doing everything I should've
And now I'm taking a chance
I'm livin' the day
I'm giving back what you gave me
I don't need anything
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go
Everyone I meet
Every time I try to fall in love
They all wanna know why I'm so broken
Why am I so cold
Why I'm so hard inside
Why am I scared
What am I afraid of
I don't even know
This story never had an end
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been hoping
I've been dreaming you would come back
But I know the ending of this story
You're never coming back
Never (Never, Never, Never ...)
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go for the rest of my life
Everyone I love
Everyone I care about
They're all gonna wanna know what's wrong with me
And I know what it is
I'm ending this right now
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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White Bird Of Texas
The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died
She was describing to me this incredible owl
That was sitting in a tree
It meant nothing to me
But it means a lot more now
Because Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Im waiting, Im ready, I know it is my turn
All those cigarettes, alcohol, this bodys through
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you
And the last time I spoke to my uncle before he died
It was the very same week, but one year before her
He was sitting alone in his study, on the phone
When a giant hawk flew by
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
I didnt expect to be noticed or heard.
Oh, elizabeth, help me, I cant find the room,
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you.
And, oh, it is scary
And, oh, it is cold to the bone
My bodys not ready for my mind to learn
I have just been consigned here to rot in the earth
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
It comes in and takes you away from this world.
Gate twenty-seven, I cant find the room.
Youre free to board now, theyre waiting for you.
Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Ive seen it three times now, theres nothing to learn
And dont be surprised if the skys bright and blue
And the white bird of texas comes barreling through
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Having Not a Thought to Express
Had someone ever asked you a question?
And you answered with an honest response?
To get into a debate,
Over how your answer was delivered?
Although the content was not the issue,
As much as the way it was done.
And then that person tells another,
What you had said...
That should have been said with more tact!
Then you find yourself,
Wishing to have not responded at all.
And if you had done that...
You would have been accused,
Of being thoughtless.
To leaving your point of view,
Butchered.
And discussed by others,
To dissect and attack.
And at times having not a thought to express...
Can leave you at the mercy,
Of those who will decide for themselves...
What it is you think!
How you think!
And about what!
The beliefs you have,
And your lack of concern!
With advice that spreads to others...
It would be best to ignore you.
Because you 'think' you know too much!
And,
You always have something to say...
To have things done your way.
And,
You take that as a clue...
To do just that,
To keep your peace of mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Turn Me On
Like a flower
Waiting to bloom
Like a lightbulb
In a dark room
I'm just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
Like the desert waiting for the rain
Like a school kid waiting for the spring
Im just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
My poor heart
It's been so dark
Since you've been gone
After all you're the one who turns me off
You're the only one who can turn me back on
My hi-fi is waiting for a new tune
My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
I'm just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
song performed by by Norah Jones
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Dear all poem lovers
Dear all
Thanks a lot to you for having chosen to read this. I know very well that as a poem lover, you will be a nature lover too. You will also appreciate that all of us need to turn environment-friendly for sustenance and continuance of our very existence.
This is not a poem or poetic impression, but a request to you to contribute your bit on the occasion of World Environment Day, which falls on 5th June 2010 (for that matter each year) .
This year let us observe, rather not celebrate, World Environment Day.
Let us resolve to restrict the use of all natural non-renewable resources, especially the fuel resource.
As a sequel to this resolution, let us undertake a walk for at least 15 minutes anytime between 8.00 am and 10.00 am on 5th June 2010, a Saturday. We will walk with a pinned up message as shown below
WALK
YOUR
WAY
TODAY
WORLD
ENVIRONMENT
DAY
on an A4 size paper on your front and back in your streets or roads demonstrating your concern for environment. You need not be in groups and there need not be any slogans, just a silent walk. I would even suggest that this be done when you leave home for market, for leaving children in school, for ATM, for that matter any walk with a defined destination and a planned purpose.
You demonstrate this to show that you will not miss opportunities to walk walkable distances and to cut short the consumption of oil resources. The other purpose you serve by the display is that you are reminding others also of the importance of World Environment Day.
You may enlarge your commitment, if possible, by not using your petrol or diesel driven vehicles during 8.00 am to 10.00 am on that day.
This is posted well in advance so that, if convinced with the idea, you may like to propagate the same, and bring in a lot of people in this silent way of observing World Environment.
Thanks.
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Waiting to Dispense a Benefit of Doubt
Doesn't it seem as if those with selective memories,
Are always quick to tell their versions of truth...
With few facts involved.
Accusatory and defensive are their most common traits.
And there to appease a fence sitting,
When confronted in debate.
Out of both sides of their mouths expect anything.
But honesty is not one of them.
Those with selective memories have no clue what honesty means.
It is just not in their natures.
Hopefully you are not one patiently in quiet waiting,
To dispense a benefit of doubt to eventually see wasted.
I only have a few of those 'I-told-you-so' left to spare.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The M.O.& A.N.O.B.B. n' W. Award
'Never in my wildest dreams,
Had I ever in my lifetime 'think'
I would be so highly honored.
With such a prestigious citation.
I have been moved emotionally,
By such an incredible and heartfelt jesture.
And...
May I say,
If it had not been for 'you'...
Those I have come to touch.
This award...
The first of its kind,
Would not have been made possible.
Just to know my efforts,
Are being duly noted!
And in this acceptance,
I express my appreciation.
I thank each and every one of you,
Responsible for this.
And may this achievement,
Be not the end...
But the beginning,
Of more of that which you expect.'
~Well,
What do you think?
Too long?
Should I 'add' or cut out something? ~
*Oh heavens no!
But I do think,
A slow dropping tear...
From your left eye...
Should bring the audience to its collective feet.
That would clinched it.
Expect thunderous applause.*
~Brilliant.
I love it.
That 'tear' falling business,
Is great.
Thank you!
And that would reek of sincerity too!
I will prove to them,
They have chosen the right one.~
*Oh, yeah...
Repeat again for me,
The name of the award.*
~Sure.
No problem.
It's The Most Obnoxious and Arrogant Negro,
To Offend Both Blacks n' Whites Award.
I am positive it will not be awarded too often.
I made sure my act would be a hard one to follow.
I've earned this.
Trust me.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm convinced that the man who has learned to meditate upon the Lord will be able to run on his feet and walk in his spirit. Although he may be hurried by his vocation, that's not the issue. The issue is how fast his spirit is going. To slow it down takes a period of time.
quote by Charles Stanley
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Expect Your ………….You!
Expect your friend to be not better than you;
Expect your neighbor to not forgive you;
Expect your country not to goad you;
Expect your siblings to but discourage you;
Expect your children to not care for you;
Expect your spouse to rather hinder you;
Expect your love to always forget you;
Expect your home sometimes to ignore you;
Expect your native place to not honor you;
Expect the world to disregard you;
Expect your enemy to well hate you;
Expect your Maker to much love you;
Expect your God to never forsake you;
Expect your Lord and God to never abandon you.
poem by John Celes
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Outfit
A black outfit and a white outfit,
The spot well used is the soul well understood;
And, it is time to walk away from the odds.
I don#t need a C.V. on my love!
From 'Gomua-Buduburam' in the Central Region of Ghana to,
'Bujumbura' in Burundi;
And, to the Slave Island (Goree) in Senegal to tell my story.
So, what do you expect from a talented person like me?
For, two people walk together only in agreement;
And like the shakers and the movers of things to marvel others!
But, only mothers really know the true father of their babies.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sustained and Embraced as If Tradition
Who am I to call the mindless pitiful?
Or refer to their lack of sense,
As having a uselessness.
Afterall...
Their use is most effective.
And their needs are marketed quite well.
Their purpose is to prevent progress of all kinds.
Including those who have some kind of mind to be used.
But clearly can not!
In an environment of self abusers.
Since a suspected thought connecting,
Would mean a forward movement.
With an awakening witnessed.
And it is advantageous to keep people like this...
As far away from the thinking process.
To instill the quality and purchase of BS,
Has made an affect as a broadcasted major event!
With a certainty it is supported as well as maintained.
And this indoctrination...
Ladies and gentlemen,
Is as religious as a movement can get.
Sustained and embraced as if tradition.
As all are duped,
On the politicing of religion and its comfort...
To twist innocent minds to uphold distorted beliefs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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