Heard to Say From Observances Relayed
With a 'healthy' mix that sits between giving,
And being solicitous...
Those who are unafraid to admit any wrongs perceived,
Or believed committed...
Can be relied upon for their genuine responses.
'Actions speak louder than words! '
Many are heard to say from observances relayed.
With betrayal conveyed by those reluctant,
And in hesitation to make any decisions that must be made.
To leave intentions mentioned,
Less effective than those deeds in faith done.
Allowing a respect no one second guesses to deliver.
'I don't particularly care for his directness!
He is too mean.
I prefer a more evasiveness!
At least a deceit can be easier to receive.
Leaving us all to 'feel' we can 'like' the one who does it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Louder Than Words
I have heard you say the words many times,
but your actions tells me your words are just a lie;
because actions speak louder than words.
If you love me why don’t you hug me?
If you love me why don’t I ever remember a kiss from you?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
If you love me like you say you do
why when I need a shoulder to cry on you just shrug?
And when I need a cheering section your voice is silent?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
To love someone does not me to say it in a card
on a birthday, Christmas or Graduation day.
To truly love some one you show them with
a hug, a kiss or a call just to say hi.
Mom, you say you love then you need to show me;
because actions speak louder than words
Not On Their Agenda
I make no decisions for God.
God makes decisions for me.
And those who claim they have faith and pray,
And delay each step they make...
With procrastinated hesitation,
Will never have me waiting for them.
If the only priority they have is to make excuses,
To then include God to use and abuse...
I know respect for me is not on their agenda!
I am not a dollar sign.
And that is the only thing of value,
On their minds revealed and constantly mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Speak To Me
I've said to you many a thing
and prayed that you would care.
How would I know if you heard me?
You find it hard to share
all that you feel that's in your heart.
This is what has kept us apart.
For love must be open and never closed
or it will likely wane.
So say to me many a thing
for your words have quietly lain
dormant, making me shy away
loveless and in pain.
I need to hear you tell me
if I still am pleasing to you.
For actions don't speak louder than words
and oh what I'm going through.
So speak to me. Tell me you care.
Your silence is too hard to bear.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Not to hurt
Take care not to hurt
Don’t take out anybody's shirt
That amounts to dishonor and insult
Everything undone already built
Speak words only if you are sure
Check its authenticity and ensure
This may save many embarrassments
Do nothing which may compel you take back statements
Speak less that may make you feel good
You may remain healthy if you take less food
This is universally recognized and agreed
From some of the bad habits you will be freed
Think less and deliver more
Use good words and adore
Don’t try to be rude and uncultured
That may be taken as sign of immature
If tongue remain tied
And words are not lied
Then there may surely be positive impact
Good response and respect in fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lesson Learned A
This pain
in my stomach
wont go away.
I assume
this is punishment
from all
the mistakes ive made.
In a world where my actions
speak louder than words.
In a world where my actions
speak louder than words
I know more people than ever before.
One lesson ive learned from it all.
Fortune and fame are disquised as your friend
cuz im lonlier now than ive ever been.
cuz this pain in my stomach
won't go away
i assume this is punishment
for the mistakes i have made
in a world where my actions
speak louder than words
in a world where my actions
speak louder than words
I know more people than ever before.
one lesson ive learned from it all.
Fortune and fame are disquised as your friend
cuz im lonlier now than ive ever been.
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More Couth With Tact Would Benefit
I try not to imply,
With comments to affect...
Those who may be offended,
By what is said believed to be indirect.
And there is 'something' in between lines,
To be found and suspect...
That I have mentioned with comments,
Made less effective because they are not direct.
And not a bush do I beat with dragging feet...
To leave anyone to guess,
What it is I have left to ponder in wonderment.
I do not suffer from a lip that is bitten.
But I do admit,
More couth with tact would benefit my approach.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Executive of Correctness
Most of the time,
It is neither okay or fine...
To anoint oneself,
The executive of correctness.
I know!
I've tried this and failed.
On many occasion.
And I use 'this' format...
To admit to this foolishness.
To exert a 'perceived' power,
One desires to be exclusively meant...
In a public display mentioned,
Is at best...
A sign of an ego that is absent,
Of collective participation.
What will it take,
For a people inconsiderate...
To place as a priority,
Forgiveness on their agenda?
With a loving of another done...
That welcomes the differences of everyone?
And...
To let go and let live...
What 'Is'!
With the acknowledgement,
That this is the intention of God!
And without question,
The only 'One' there is in position,
To make effective decisions.
Without the assistance of those who believe,
The Almighty awaits their recommendations...
From memos received!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Lesson Learned
This pain
In my stomach
Wont go away.
I assume
This is punishment
From all
The mistakes Ive made.
In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words.
In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words
I know more people than ever before.
One lesson Ive learned from it all.
Fortune and fame are dissted as your friend
Cuz Im lonlier now than Ive ever been.
Cuz this pain in my stomach
Wont go away
I assume this is punishment
For the mistakes I have made
In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words
In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words
I know more people than ever before.
One lesson Ive learned from it all.
Fortune and fame are dissted as your friend
Cuz Im lonlier now than Ive ever been.
song performed by by Limp Bizkit
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More Effective Means
Many times you have tried,
To misrepresent my intentions.
And to manipulate my deeds.
And many times my tolerance,
Sat and watch this purposely.
Over the years my intentions have changed.
And I am not reluctant to express impatience.
Nor is my tolerance one I am proud of.
And my methods now use more effective means...
To get my point across.
So grateful am I to find constant prayer,
Enables me to do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unlimited
Self soars unlimited, awakes
soul-song, swims unpolluted lakes.
Responses not reactions braid
fair future’s flowing escapade,
no metamorphosis, no breaks,
when intuitions banish brakes.
There is no answer ready made,
nor 'need to be', nor 'feel afraid',
no contradictions, past mistakes
stunt growth. Inspired by all it takes,
no depths unplumbed, life unafraid
rechannels energies relayed
to seed search for fresh bloom which tomb
defies, denies lost lonely gloom …
Unlimited
Responses not reactions braid
the future’s flowing escapade,
no metamorphosis, no breaks,
when intuitions banish brakes.
There is no answer ready made,
nor need to be or feel afraid,
no parody where instinct takes
to growth inspired by past mistakes.
Self is unlimited when wakes
the soul to unpolluted lakes,
whose depths, unplumbed, and unafraid
may channel energies relayed
to seed the search for bloom which tomb
denies, defies all lonely gloom …
poem by Jonathan Robin
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By Any Other Name
A known betrayal done,
By any other name...
Is a 'betrayal' done just the same.
It is an act to blatantly deceive.
With premeditation planned,
To keep quietly hushed and kept discreet.
Anyone who betrays,
Deserves exactly what they receive.
Whether a remorse filled with guilt.
Or a disgrace shown and given,
From those who feel embittered...
By what to them has taken place.
Expecting empathy and forgiveness,
With a weeping pleading to a loved one...
To understand what they have done.
Are examples of those with minds corrupt.
And like weeds popping up...
Across all lands.
This sickness committed to admit a selfishness...
Few will come to recognize as a tremendous ego trip!
With an overwhelming narcissistic self centered thoughtlessness.
And...
Feelings of an entitlement wished,
That no one else like them can demand.
And those in positions of leadership,
Are not exempt from this.
They are the main ones who feel this way.
With a doing done as they please.
And a caring less,
Who is hurt and offended by their treachery.
No matter how it is addressed to impress...
Those who may be sympathetic,
To the ones like this,
Pathetic!
Anyone who lies to their closest allies...
And dress impeccably with the utmost of etiquette.
Filth and misdeeds are thoughts these people have,
And will not from them leave.
Since they are the beholders of what is perceived,
To be the focal point in their own awe inspiring parade.
'Did you hear...? '
~No I didn't and I don't have a need to listen.
I have only to observe.
I am already affiliated with reality.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even Today The Incompetent Deny It
What will you say to those,
Who were unafraid.
The ones of faith and spoke the truth.
The ones you have betrayed.
What realities will form your words,
To be accepted and believed.
What will one who spoke of hatred,
Say to those who suffered from misdeeds.
Even today the incompetent deny it.
They gather to seek new committees...
To explain their failures.
Even today deceit is used.
To attempt more confusion.
And to abuse those accused...
Of seeing things too clearly!
What will you say to those,
Who were unafraid.
The ones of faith and spoke the truth.
The ones you have betrayed.
What will you say,
When that day arrives...
To find you,
The one despised.
What will you then say?
It is okay?
Like you have done...
To have things your way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eye Witness
With faith I am committed to fulfill one wish!
To keep my blessings recognized.
With a focus on The Creator...
As an eye witness to be commanded.
And that is it.
With an attempt to keep this acknowledged.
Leaving the frills and temptations to tease,
To taste as I have done at times without hesitation.
And in prayer...
Discuss my mistakes made with The Creator.
Hoping my 'humanness' will be forgiven.
Since totally pious I am not!
I witness, I fumble and to this I admit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Word Took Joy Away.
Today i stand on the low mountain,
trying to memorize in ma brain,
to figure out what happened,
was it fate, mistake, or destiny,
I feel thirsty as am thinking,
as i can't believe it's happening,
after seven years of suffering,
now this was the finalizing,
five years trying to push me away,
we failed for that anyway,
Joy appeared seventh year on the way,
I felt flying having that Joy,
Even if people change on the way,
the original nature will always stay,
the power of the name will be high,
My joy didn't understand that anyway,
My origin tribe weaknesses,
I should be carefully on words selections,
counting my words was wickedness,
as actions speak louder than words,
i take my time composing poems,
finding jokes into different forms,
thank God i know the outcomes,
that human reactions isn't uniforms.
We count reactions we receive,
we forget the Environment we deceive,
we cheer and shout for things we deserve,
we forget how badly we behave,
Good words and things for us,
Bad words and things for them,
THESE ARE THE WORDS I CURSE,
'I DON'T RESPECT YOU THEY ARE.
If we believe and have faith in us,
God will always lead us in our respectable way,
if we count faults everyday,
waiting for what is pure,
we will loose it all,
AM NOT PERFECT I KNOW,
NEITHER DO I NEED THE CLEAN HEART,
IT'S A HIGH WAY TO RECEIVE ANOTHER JOY.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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It Takes An Absence
It takes an absence felt,
For many people to realize...
What and who in their lives,
Had provided them with a significance.
It takes an absence for an awakening to occur,
To stir up priorities with a reviewing...
Of what had topped their most wished list.
With a doing when one finally gets around to it.
It takes an absence missed with a remorse that sits,
For the ones who had been taken for granted...
Now 'suddenly' appreciated for their contributions made.
Those who never mentioned,
Requests to receive an attention to them given.
And it takes an absence with attempts to replace,
A void that appears one no longer can face...
To fill a vacuum that had been once shared and enjoyed,
By those who frequently were thought to have annoyed.
Yes an absence teaches those lessons learned,
Thought by some to be preached when comments made...
Were believed to leave some ears to burn.
To remind the receiver what they have sometimes was given,
And not by them earned as believed.
It takes an absence missed when reminiscing...
Those perceived could be easily dismissed.
And absences that are often missed,
Are those wished could be returned with more thoughtfulness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do What It Is You Do
Do and be done!
That's it.
Don't look over any shoulder,
With beliefs your actions are witnessed.
If something done comes from the heart...
Do it and be done.
That's it.
If you are like some expecting accolades...
To later become angered and dismayed,
By the lack of respect.
Or any signs of that made!
If you are one of those believing,
Your good intentions will receive a nod...
A mention or a look of acknowledgement.
Do what it is you do...
And let that be it!
Since a disappointment will be there,
Waiting for you to make its next visit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For The Record
For the record.
Let this today,
Be expressed.
No interest to apply discipline,
Or respect for their own culture...
Came from them with respect given.
Until someone they believed they knew...
Had been rumored to get paid,
For this activity!
And years unknown,
By them achieved.
It was perceived what had been accomplished,
Comes to some quite easily.
And collectively a failure grew.
Leaving them stunned.
With a mumbling done.
'How is this possible? '
Knowing the gifts from God,
Who gives.
Maintaining integrity.
And taking initiative.
Sustained with faith!
And the facing of obstacles.
With a belief success comes uncontested.
Desired and possible.
Although it might be tested.
With a bit of heartbreak and failure,
In the mix.
But getting up after stumbling.
Convinced...
One can accomplish anything,
If one's mind is committed to it!
For the record...
Let this today,
Be expressed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Gets Too Thick
You are not going to know,
From where I'll be coming from!
The flow of winds and I are not strangers.
I am not one to make announcements,
To prepare anyone for my arrival.
I am coming with no expectations.
And none will I honor or receive.
Yet,
To anyone I deliver,
Quickly my respect.
I am often easy to please.
Although I prefer spontaneity!
Routine is okay.
But I don't try to wear it as a fit,
For my way of life.
And...
I'll be the first to excuse myself and leave...
If it gets too thick I can detect it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Corrective Steps
There is no map,
To tap or pinpoint those frustrations...
Periodically coming,
As if long lost friends with memories to share...
You wish would just go away.
Nor are there reasons to obey,
Routines that are kept treasured...
As if loyal, devoted and loving pets!
Does your troubles leave you upset?
Why do you let them?
Take corrective steps to feel your best,
Today.
Now!
Things will get easier somehow,
Tomorrow.
And one day your blues will fade.
Before your mind decays!
There is no way to pay for mistakes you've made.
Or no guarantee,
That a patience saved in hesitation...
Will pave the way to make your life okay.
Take corrective steps to feel your best,
Today.
Now!
Things will get easier somehow,
Tomorrow.
And one day your blues will fade.
Before your mind decays!
There is no map,
To tap or pinpoint those frustrations...
Periodically coming,
As if long lost friends with memories to share...
You wish would just go away.
Nor are there reasons to obey,
Routines that are kept treasured...
As if loyal, devoted and loving pets!
Does your troubles leave you upset?
Why do you let them?
To serve and deliver repeated regrets.
Take corrective steps to feel your best,
Today.
Now!
Things will get easier somehow,
And they do...
Tomorrow.
If you stop allowing sorrows,
To borrow time your mind finds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look Around and In the Skies
They could leave one million dollars,
At my doorstep.
Believing I'd accept!
But for them I have no respect at all.
I have no respect for those
Who make others suffer and crawl.
I have no respect for those who have neglected
Other human beings.
To have them be demeaned in public scenes.
I have no respect for them or their evil deeds!
And I am not alone...
There are 'spiritual deities' who too aren't pleased.
And they have arrived...
To end deceit and lies!
Look around and in the skies.
They come.
And they are not in disguise!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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