Give Me Not Which Does Not Feed
Give me not which does not feed,
Not now!
Or stop the quenching of my thirst,
To have my needs I wish met first.
I've sought avenues,
Where I have fought to pay dues.
And they've been paid,
'As' I continue to pave my way...
Through ever changing obstacles,
That have attempted to keep me...
Distant from connecting with the realities,
Of my desires that would please!
And erased from teasing,
Those sacrifices I have made.
Indeed!
I have worked my tasks,
To satisfy that grasp!
And so sweet it would be,
To see my dreams come true!
For me.
To undo delusion and fantasy!
Give me not which does not feed,
Not now!
Nor allow a nibbling needlessly,
With nonsense that has been known...
To bleed my emotions shown!
Growing once...
To throw away more than twice,
A nitpicking on my nerves nonstop!
Coming as I doubted...
Although greeted uninvited sorrows!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Need You, I Want You
satisfy my hunger, satisfy my greed
satisfy my longing, satisfy my need
satisfy my yearning, satisfy my desire
satisfy my craving, with your hose put out my fire
Take me to paradise, take me away
Take me to heaven, every single day
Feed me with your passion, feed me with your soul
Feed me with your fruit, feed me with your control
I need you to want me, I need you to be here
I need you to control me, for you are my puppeteer
Control me with your love, control me with your mind
control me however you want. I do not mind
For I am under your spell, and whatever you want i will give
For without you i am nothing, without you i do not want to live
poem by Katherine Shaw
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My Fantasy Girl (Song Lyric) :
If you mislead me girl.
Mislead me in the wrong direction.
Please feed me girl.
Feed me with a little protection.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams..
If you see me girl.
Heading in the wrong direction.
Please protect me girl.
Protect me with your deepest affection.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
Your my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams..
If you stop me girl.
From going in the wrong direction.
Please stop me girl.
You have my deepest authorization.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
You my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams.
If you love me girl.
Love me, with your loving desires.
Please love me girl.
Love me, with a love that will lift me higher.
'Cause you're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
Yo're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
Your my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams.
I will see you in my dreams..
Song-Lyric-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1983,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Let Us Magnify a Glorious Destiny
'Your peace is not in my vision.
Nor are your discomforts,
In my grasp to hold.
Or become burdened with despair...
You have been taught were yours to behold,
To share.
My radar is in my control!
I see no gain,
In maintaining your shame to claim...
For barter!
My desires may not spark your flame.
But yearnings to burn down barriers...
We might together do,
If together we remain bold!
And step farther beyond restrictions.
To undo what we've been told!
In a patient stagnation.
Let us magnify a glorious destiny...
That you and I can both touch,
And together see.'
Just believe,
You live the life you wish.
And dismiss those obstacles,
Coming to nest upon your path.
Take those dreams,
And make them seem to breathe.
Inhale and receive.
Exhale discomforts.
Make them leave.
Know what you want can and will exist.
Know in your heart what you desire...
Has already been owned.
It has been claimed to be shown.
It is yours to make known.
Just believe,
You live the life you wish.
And dismiss those obstacles that come to sit!
Take those dreams,
And make them seem to breathe.
Yesterday can not be relived.
It is no longer yours to give attention.
Today is what you have earned to live for!
Just believe,
You live the life you wish.
And menacing you will be...
To any appearance of unhappiness.
'Your peace is not in my vision.
Nor are your discomforts,
In my grasp to hold.
Or become burdened with despair...
You have been taught were yours to behold,
To share.
My radar is in my control!
I see no gain,
In maintaining your shame to claim...
For barter!
My desires may not spark your flame.
But yearnings to burn down barriers...
We might together do,
If together we remain bold!
And step farther beyond restrictions.
To undo what we've been told!
In a patient stagnation.
Let us magnify a glorious destiny...
That you and I can both touch,
And together see.'
Just believe,
You live the life you wish.
And dismiss those obstacles,
Coming to nest upon your path.
Take those dreams,
And make them seem to breathe.
Inhale and receive.
Exhale discomforts...
And make them leave.
And we together,
Can be freed of displeasures.
Just believe...
And do not leave it out of sight!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feed the Need In Me
Bleeding...
Desire!
I wish to satisfy...
A smoldering tempered fire,
Inside of me.
Hungered from the pain,
Sustaining that remains,
To feed!
And wishes quick release.
That leaves me wanting...
With urges to feed,
This need in me!
And I am haunted!
With wants to be set free...
And emptied!
Feed...
The need in me!
Whenever I'm overcomed,
I'm wishing more than some.
And I am needing...
To be free,
Of a bleeding need...
To feed and breathe!
Feed...
The need in me.
I wish to satisfy...
This hunger here inside!
Feed...
The need in me.
Wanting to be free,
To explore my destiny.
Feed...
The need in me.
I wish to satisfy...
This hunger denied,
In me!
Bleeding...
Desire!
I wish to satisfy...
A smoldering tempered fire,
Inside of me.
I want and wish,
A happiness complete...
And free of bleeding need!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Self Righteousness Is Blessed
Don't hand me that fight for honor nonsense,
Needing to be won and done by anyone...
With a killing on a battlefield no one shuns.
When hunger and homelessness,
Greets to welcome...
Heros with no place to go, who suffers?
What self righteousness is blessed,
When nothing else is left to give...
Except the expectation of hollow praises.
And the sacrifices made,
Are seldom proven by those who express...
Such great interest in protecting peace.
Who's peace is so valued,
They would neglect with a consciousness...
Those who give their lives to protect it?
And...
With such obnoxious pretense,
They are entitled to feed upon their lofty delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dues
I think Im headed for a terrible accident.
Made more plans than anyone who ever paid their rent.
Im not stupid and I might be havin too much pride.
Surgeon general has determined that I may as well die.
Jesus are you watching or have you gone blind.
Evil souls are upon us and were surely runnin out of time.
Chorus
I tried religion and some holy roller steals my tenth.
In the grave yard I aint strong enough to jump the fence.
Some men they say they got more soul than both my shoes.
Makes me wonder can we ever stop payin dues.
I might be workin on a scene that I can never act.
Everybodys gonna think that my mind is cracked.
I dont care because its my right to win or lose.
Makes me wonder can we ever stop payin dues.
Crazy, am I crazy for wanting so much more.
My mind says I cant ever give up but I still cant be sure.
Chorus
Can we ever stop payin dues.
Can we ever stop payin dues.
Can we ever stop payin dues.
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Cage of Blades
There are voices in my head
And not all are good
One will not shut up
Though I've told it, it should
Four are good
While the fifth one is evil
It's like my personal demon
A tiny red devil
It whispers things to me
Things that I know aren't true
But if you heard them everyday
You'd belive them too
In order to keep the red one
From destroying my soul
I must lock it up where no one sees
In a dark and bloody hole
The bars are made of razors
That cut and make it bleed
But it will just eat up the blood
And feed and feed and feed
And there is a price that I must pay
To keep it in this cell
When the demon is cut up
I'm cut up as well
So the scars you see upon me
Are not a sign that I will give in
Instead they represent
My fight to keep on livin
And it may seem strange to you
How my pain, it never fades
But that's what must be done
To maintain a cage of blades
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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After All These Years
Turn around.
Don't show me your back,
Give me eye contact.
Stop staring at the ground.
You wanted me to be honest.
And honesty I've given.
You wanted me to give love complete.
I'm here to deliver,
Both bitter and sweet.
Don't shut me out!
Let me in.
Help me to understand.
What have I said...
For you to lower and shake your head?
If I am wrong,
Tell me now.
Open up and communicate.
Don't be like that.
I want to comprehend.
Don't give me a cold shoulder.
Over something I'm sure,
Wont happen again.
Can you for once not be so stubborn?
What did I say to offend?
Turn around.
Don't show me your back,
Give me eye contact.
Stop staring at the ground.
I was teasing when I said,
Your head is like cement!
But don't give me the silent treatment.
Or reason to initiate another argument.
Anything but that silence!
That silence you can prevent.
'Okay! Okay...you win! '
Again!
For 'whatever' it was...
That started this 'nonsense' of yours,
To begin!
'Nonsense?
You spent my last twenty dollars,
On lottery tickets?
And you say that is 'NONSENSE? '
YEAH!
But I won a hundred dollars.
'Why did you not say that in the first place? '
Well...
You still have such a terrific behind.
And after all these years...
I took a moment or two,
Of my time to bide...and ponder!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Somebody Out There
Who cares what I'm gonna do
Without you, without you
Who cares if I blow a few
Without you, without you
I go run after dark
I know you heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
On my own
What do you expect of me
You used to run, used to be
Got my own life without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And so a few are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
Who cares what you're gonna be
You're without me, you're without me
Who cares if you're coming clean?
You're without me, you're without me
You go run after dark
I think I heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
(On my own)
What am I supposed to say
I'm used to all the games you play
I'm doing all right without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
It's been weighing on my mind
And taking up my day
Then I opened up my eyes
Nothing left to say
I wanna take the time to find
Can you help me on my way
So if you push me down in time
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
song performed by by Holly Valance
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Fight For Right***********9/9/79
as sure as there is a rising sun
and a descending night.
some day little black children and
little white children will no longer fight.
the irish and the british will
someday see eye to eye
for it is irelands dream
and they must continue to try and try.
dreams are made by small men and women
with a perserverance that won't give up
and if their dreams were to shatter
someone else will pick up the slack.
a man once said 'he dreamt of a machine that
would one day fly'
well! that dream has come true
but he's not around to try.
so don't even give up on your dreams
for a lot of them become realities.
we may not get the things we want
and we may struggle all our lives
and even if we do fail
our children will contain the light.
poem by Louis Rams
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No Darkness Can Satisfy This Need
I'm looking at the bright side.
I need to taste fresh flavors wasting.
Nobody can really do the blues like I do.
I want to dance to rhythms waiting.
Ones I chose to leave.
That sun is shining and smiling on me!
Today.
I'm depleted of defeat I greeted.
Had to sit and let it ride my back!
There is nothing about a sorrow sweeted...
With attacks I welcome to meet!
To keep and feed.
I'm looking at the bright side
I need to taste fresh flavors wasting.
Nobody can really do the blues like I do.
I'm pleased to free from shadows.
Shared by comfort givers.
Not one of them offering good chemistry!
Felt deep to pleasure.
With a measuring desire...
To apply to my eyes that grieved.
There is a fire burning in me...
Darkness can't satisfy.
I'm tired of skipping over my needs!
I'm looking at the bright side
I need to taste fresh flavors wasting.
Nobody can really do the blues like I do.
I want to dance to rhythms waiting.
Ones I chose to leave.
That sun is shining and smiling on me!
Today...
My dues are all paid!
I'm depleted of defeat I greeted.
Had to sit and let it ride my back!
There is nothing about a sorrow that's sweeted...
With attacks I welcome to meet!
To keep and feed.
Today I see me!
The me I'm free to be!
And no darkness can satisfy this need,
Since my grieving eyes have been released.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Can Do Without
What can you give me?
My grandparents?
I doubt it.
My parents?
I'm sure you can not.
My son?
Forget it.
My friends who were murdered?
I can't discuss it.
Can you give me back my two ex-wives?
Or that love from them I 'thought' I had?
They gave that back to me.
Or my youth?
I just through that in,
Because I know that's impossible.
You can not give to me your integrity.
You have already shown you don't have that!
What can you give me?
For what price would I have to pay?
And...
I am not for sell.
You've already attempted to play me cheap.
And what you have sold to others,
I don't want to be a part of.
That's for them to keep.
And discreetly if they wish.
That's why I couldn't accept from you anything!
You have already shown...
That which you have to offer...
I can do without.
I seek nothing that is worthless to me.
I have had my rewards and prizes in my life.
And those that still remain treasured...
I make sure to them I keep that known!
Even if you bragged you had an extra million dollars,
To throw away to impress.
I would tell you to do that.
Since from you...
What you and I have had,
Has already been addressed.
And I know...
You can't give to me anything.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Till The Land
till the land, till the land,
plant the seeds, pray for rain.
feed your cows and your pigs,
always stop to give thanks.
close to the earth, the seasons,
to your family, to your heart....
to your neighbors, to your friends, .
do your best, do your part.
till the land, till the land,
plant the seeds, pray for rain.
feed your cows and your chickens,
always stop to give thanks.
from generation to generation,
the traditions handed down.
take care of the land you work,
keep the wheel going 'round.
till the land, till the land,
plant the seeds, pray for rain.
feed your cows and your horses,
always stop to give thanks.
now the times have changed,
you're not needed anymore.
the bank's come to take away
all the things you've stood for.
till the land, till the land,
plant the seeds, pray for rain.
feed your cattle and your family,
always stop to give thanks.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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You Deliver Great Impressions
Feed their dreams.
Not their anxieties.
Avoid the realities...
Of their living days.
Don't exclude their delusions.
Use them to excite.
Use them to ignite their hopes.
With intoxicated appetites.
Feed them a vision...
Of what a greatness means.
Feed them and sustain their attention.
Then do nothing you mentioned
With an intention that is 'seen'.
You deliver great impressions!
But none of that expresses...
What your suggestions are,
For cleaning up your mess!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Contented
I don't know why,
I am delighted you decided...
I was the one weak to defeat.
Did I unconsciously...
Prepare you to eat?
Was there something about me,
That lured you into complete delusion?
Whatever it was that made you choose me...
Will be something that will cause you to weep.
And will leave me,
Contented!
To feed and satisfy...
That evil side!
I can not deny.
Especially when I am selected...
As an easy treat!
We all have them!
Those sleeping evil demons...
Hidden within.
That's why I choose peace,
To feast!
Although I may be known,
To enjoy a bit of spice in my life...
Some decide to provide!
I admit I may take more pride...
Nibbling away,
Upon their curiosities!
To fulfill them.
Until they subside!
Afterall...
I can be charitable!
I was not one raised to be selfish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deviant Ways
How can you say you hate me with a passion,
And then become compassionately submissive...
With a hunger for me to feed.
What is it about me you despise publicly,
In other's eyes?
Yet privately delight to sweat,
In my arms under 'my' sheets.
With a begging of me not to let you go?
And you wish others to believe this...
To keep me from them distanced?
You wish me your private 'piece'?
But discreetly you seek,
From ME loyalty?
For FREE?
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
Why should I tolerate that nonsense,
These days.
I am not your secret trash to used,
To scratch your rash.
So you can hit it and dash as you please.
Since you want to continue to give me 'shade' in public.
And expect me to keep silent about your 'kinkiness'.
There is going to be mutual dividends to this.
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am 'paid'!
A 'P' with lots of 'AID'!
If you are expecting me to protect,
Your deviant ways.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conditions To Heal Go Ignored
What can not be erased or faced,
Surfaces time and time again to disgrace.
An embarrassment does not aid,
In the replacement that degrades.
And not admitting the affects,
That still shows its defects infesting...
Will not disappear,
If it is apparent and made clear...
Conditions to heal go ignored.
And decay advanced is not abhorred,
But induced by the use of further excuses.
And condoning a decaying,
Constantly replayed to deny subsides.
And can no longer hide realities observed!
Although blemishes seen are not fantasized...
But inflicted as dessert being served.
And described as 'problems' to be addressed.
As the burning of one's nest clouds desires,
To progress beyond what is shown...
But lacks acknowledgement!
There is no empathy.
Not when greed is the priority to feed.
And repeated disgust is welcomed to numb!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Frail (You Might As Well Be Me)
You lead me
I do need redemption
Whenever I don't know
I feed you balance
We will not rest
Until the search ends
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
I need my fraility
Oh so soon
I will unfold
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
song performed by by The Gathering from How To Measure A Planet?
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Say That Again?
Hey...
Back up!
You are good to suggest,
I am in it for the ego.
That I need that massaged...
To gain a barrage of adulation.
Do you realize how long I've been doing this?
Getting angry looks with frowning lips.
Wishing to assist others with their gifts.
And this has not given me...
An expanded ego to lift.
Folks talk good game about unity.
And how others should support each other,
With their diversity.
But all I've been given is their indignities.
And how they believe...
Receiving such disrespect,
I'm finding it relieves...
The masochistic side of my personality.
Or this accomodates a deep self depravation...
Only when shown,
They then can appreciate!
For gossip purposes...
To spread to say they saw me grieve.
I do not feed on self loathing.
Hey...
Back up!
You are good to suggest,
I am in it for the ego.
That I need that massaged...
To gain a barrage of adulation.
Who in their right mind,
Would put up with such aggravation?
Unless, of course...
They feed on remorse!
'Say that again? '
Unless, of course...
They feed on remorse!
'No...
That part about being in your right mind!
Maybe that is what you should have examined!
Why continue to beat your head against the wall...
If you know no one cares you inflict your own pain!
Have you attempted another approach,
So the folks wont believe you're insane?
Or leave them alone and maintain your peaceful gains? '
What are you saying?
'I have never seen a camel,
Complain of being dehydrated.
Or wishing to have a thirst quenched! '
That makes no sense.
'My point,
Exactly! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prolonged Too Long
People who have sought most of their lives,
To obtain popularity with a sudden found interest...
In the times from them that have long gone and moved on,
Are the ones who should feel they have been cheated.
Since they have prolonged too long,
Involving themselves in activities fed to feed escapes...
From their realities that have been erased and replaced.
And they have not a clue how to relate and/or to whom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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