I May Play Aound With My Own Gifts
I remember once,
Of having the nature of giving.
And enthusiastic,
By the mere participation...
In the doing of it.
But when I heard from others' lips,
I should not expect most...
To feel that same way.
And there I was in heated sweat...
With the giving of myself,
Assisting them?
With the expanding,
Of their expressed creativeness.
Someone wasn't getting what I had attempted,
To enlist.
Someone attempted to take my experiences,
And make a mockery of it.
And when I discovered being looked upon,
As a fool for doing this! ?
There were no long goodbyes with sighs.
My eyes I placed on an exit.
And I through that exit I went quick.
I may play aound with my own gifts.
But for others to do it?
That's not allowed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Last Exit Brooklyn
When the sun crashes into your world
Look around and you try and find your girl
And youre daring, too sick of what you see
Out of town is the only place to be
When your life starts to run out of juice
Feel like dyin and you just want to get loose
Prayin moves dont make much sense to you
Seeing red before your feeling is blue
Last exit brooklyn....last exit brooklyn
Going back, getting out of this town
Stretch it lean and mean, it turns you around
Take your dreams and stretch them out on the street
Take your turn to get back on your feet
Feel the wheels singin over the ridge
Feel the song like oakland take you
All the time you knew you had the itch
All the girls were glad to see you
Last exit brooklyn....last exit brooklyn
Girl in ol v wont pray
Dont give you a hard time
All the girls from brooklyn say
Last exit brooklyn....last exit brooklyn
Do you remember the day you left the block
Your mama said you would live to regret it
Coming home, coming stoned, come in hope, coming ready
Are you holding steady
Last exit brooklyn....last exit brooklyn....last exit brooklyn
(mccafferty, agnew, charlton, sweet)
1984 fool circle music
song performed by by Nazareth
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The ostensible act only
In your husband’s eyes
You reached your daughter
To stop her weeping
When I attempted to click her.
It is more than that.
By granting my longstanding
Wish to click you too in the snap.
I marvel at your brain.
You move each step
Only with an emergency exit
At hand for a quick escape.
I acknowledge your act.
11.10.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Addiction Free
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
What I mean and what was meant,
Are conditions that inspired past arguments.
But now I'm heated and there's no need,
For us to discuss anything any longer.
There's been too much blood shed.
And your empathy bleeding ways,
I've seen more than I wish to see.
What I know and expect from you,
Is more of the same game...
With nothing changed,
And too redundant to believe.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
Like I will be,
When you get your ass away from me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Benefit of a Thaw
I can be cold.
And can detail my reasons.
I can choose anger to sit...
And have that expressed,
As if I were a ventriloquist!
Without moving my lips...
Giving much attitude,
That could be felt!
Throwing my 'inner' voice about!
Wherever I am.
And with different sounds of pain.
I am gifted to suppress that...
And not show how deep that is.
I can be humorous about it too.
Entertaining the best of crowds.
Trust me,
I am very familiar with 'showbiz'.
However...
Don't patronize what you surmise,
As a shallow understanding...
Of life.
And how I live mine.
I understand too well!
I can be cold.
And can detail my reasons.
I can choose anger to sit...
And have that expressed,
As if I were a ventriloquist!
Without moving my lips...
Giving much attitude,
That could be felt!
Throwing my 'inner' voice about!
You would not know where to go,
To exit from my wrath.
But you will know when I am cold.
You ever hear the expression,
'If looks could kill? '
I will not take that kind of time.
In my mind...
You will just be frozen,
Out of existence.
Without benefit of a thaw!
And I do the best I can,
Not to stoop that low.
However...
There are always a few
Who choose to preview,
The presentation!
And I deliver to them their shivers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Satisfied By A Meddling Done
Anyone who has been allowed,
To come between two involved in a relationship...
With a giving of their opinion without it being solicited,
And not told where to go through a quick exit...
Has had an open invitation where it had been known,
Romance or the existing of sex was not shown.
Or the depth of it not permitted.
And one or both in this platonic situation,
Knew it from the beginning with the playing of tricks.
Or...
The one in the middle enjoying every bit of this,
Is the culprit who has become satisfied by a meddling done.
And those who are professionally equipped to meddle with lip,
Are all over the place doing it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Subtle Tease
We're not on the same track.
Or sitting on the same pew.
If fact,
The only thing we have in common.
Is not having anything...
Approaching it.
One set of 'I do's...'
Is enough for me and you!
At one time I attempted with you,
To have a comfortable fit.
And you told me I wasn't good enough.
Then you disappeared on me.
Packed and did a quick split!
Tearing me apart emotionally.
And I remember every bit of it!
So glad am I now that those days,
Do not exist.
Nor do I intend to reverse my steps...
To converse with you,
How my wounds were nursed.
And who was there...
To mend and repair!
With frequent visits to heal my 'lift'.
In moments of my urgent,
And lonely despair.
That's already enough to share.
And I'm sure my well-being...
Has long been absent from your care.
We're not on the same track.
Or sitting on the same pew.
If fact,
The only thing we have in common.
Is not having anything...
Approaching it.
One set of 'I do's...'
Is enough for me and you!
But I do feel flattered,
By the way you lick your lips.
As if some of 'this' you see...
You are going to get!
Not even a quick screw to reminisce...
Will I consider.
For the three minute limit,
You use to set...
For our butt nakedness!
Unless...
You consider raising the 'ante'?
I am a bit slower now,
To produce those youthful miracles.
However...
You can do that licking of the lip thing again!
One never knows,
What's on the mind of Mother Nature.
'Or Father Time! '
I see you're still such a 'subtle' tease!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fool To Think
Look at me dreaming of you
All I could hope is to have you
To have you walking with me
Laughing so in love, we two
Almost drunkenly
I did imbibe of this
Fantasy of you and me
Was I a fool to think?
The way you looked at me
I swear you did
But you looked away too quick
Was I a fool, was I a fool to think
That you would take me home
As if I was yours
Was I a fool to think at all?
Ive grown tired of love
You are the trouble with me
I watch you walk right by
I smile, you do not notice me
Treat me recklessly
All you do is toss me pennies out
But the silence in me is screaming
Wont you come and get me?
Was I a fool to think?
The way you looked at me
I swear you did
But you looked away too quick
Was I a fool, was I a fool to think
That you would take me home
As if I was yours
Was I a fool to think at all?
Was I a fool to think?
The way you looked at me
I swear you did
But you looked away too quick
Was I a fool, was I a fool to think
That you would take me home
As if I was yours
Was I a fool to think at all?
You make a mess of me here
I dance a thousand steps for you
If you say yes to me
Ill be whatever gets you through
You make a mess of me here (was I a fool? )
I dance a thousand steps for you (was I a fool? )
Was I a fool, was I a fool to think?
Am I a fool, am I a fool for you?
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Giving You The Best Effect
...and if it wasn't me,
Then who would it be?
To...
Deliver what you expect.
And...
Giving you the best effect.
...and if it wasn't me,
Then who would it be?
To...
Deliver what you expect.
And...
Better than you ever can get from the rest.
Better than you ever can get!
Better than you ever can get from the rest.
Better than you ever can get!
My time is...
Better than you ever can get from the rest.
Better than you ever can get!
With you I'm...
Better than you ever can get from the rest.
Better than you ever can get!
My love is...
Better than you ever can get from the rest.
Better than you ever can get!
...and if it wasn't me,
Then who would it be?
To...
Deliver what you expect.
And...
Giving you the best effect,
Yet!
And seeing in your eyes it confessed.
Yes!
And seeing in your eyes it confessed,
That...
I've given you the best effect,
Yet! And...
This you can always expect to get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember, it's Me
When raindrops touching your lips
remember, it's me giving you a kiss
When the wind is blowing thru your hair
remember, it's me playing with it
When your eyes are wet
remember, it's me wiping your tears
When the sun tickles and make you smile
remember, it's me telling a joke
When your hand are wet
remember it's me watering the plants
When your body is all relaxed
remember, it's me rocking you to sleep
When you cover yourself with a blanket
remember, it's me keeping you warm
When the moon shines thru the window
remember, it's me protecting you
When the radio is playing
remember, it's me singing our song
When you hve butterflies in your stomach
remember, it's me, telling you he is a good guy
When the phone rings
remember, it's me giving you my blessing
poem by Dagmar Wilson
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It's All About The Feeling Giving
Go get that hot coco cup,
And fill it up to sit and sip...
Since,
It's all about the feeling giving.
As the seasons seem to slip,
To come and go quickly to dip.
It's all about the feeling giving.
To give a 'thanks' is an investment,
To receive and benefit.
'Cause...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Getting gifts to reminisce,
Is only part of it that fits...
'Cause,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
Everyday that's over-rated...
It's,
All about the feeling giving.
Those holidays we love to celebrate,
Don't come to stay...
'Cause...
It's all about the feeling giving.
We hope with a faith and pray,
Dedicated...
To give a feeling someone's getting,
Come what may...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Go get that hot coco cup,
And fill it up to sit and sip...
Since,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Sit and sip to reminisce,
Since...
It's all about the feeling giving.
Everyday,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
Come what may,
It's all about the feeling giving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick
Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.
Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.
Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.
Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Not Over
Listen
We don't call the shots here
We don't make the rules
We take what we get, get what we can
And it's learning the hard way
Here on the streets
You can't build a dream, without a plan
(passion speaks) let them hear you speak
(play for keeps) they play to win, we play for keeps
Chorus:
It's not over 'til it's over
It's not over 'til we get it right
The odds are against us
They say we don't stand a chance
But there's no giving up, no giving in
When push comes to shove
You got to fight for what you love
You do what you must, do what you can
(passion speaks) let them hear you speak
(play for keeps) they play to win, we play for keeps
It's not over 'til it's over (it's not over)
It's not over 'til we get it right
It's not over 'til it's over (don't go giving in)
It's not over 'til we get it right
The odds are against us
But you know we still stand a chance
But there's no giving up, no giving in
It's not over
It's not over 'til it's over
It's not over 'til we, 'til we, 'til we get it right
It's not over 'til it's over
It's not over 'til we, 'til we, 'til we get it right
It's not over 'til it's over
Don't go giving in now
song performed by by Starship
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Humankind
So we worked all around amidst the glory of life
Any fire of the flame would be made
Should the famine of change to diguise everyone
Who cannot see the soul of truth ready made
But all because were changing now
As the prophets of doom speak their mind
Its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind
So we dance down on nature as we try to repeat
All our efforts as one sent today
Taking aback instead of giving, taking aback more or less
Taking aback a sense of being afraid
So all this necessary changes now, as the will to help all man
And the children of the crucified will better off, better dead
But all this senseless killing, and all these chains and lies
I want to know right now, I want to know right now
I want to know where we come from
For its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind
Its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind, yeah
Giving in, giving in to love
I can see and feel the truth every minute
Giving in, giving in to love
Be the one to rescue you, rescue you
Giving in, giving in to the right love
Theres no way that you can live without it
So we can become masters of our invention
song performed by by Yes
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Humankind
So we worked all around amidst the glory of life
Any fire of the flame would be made
Should the famine of change to diguise everyone
Who cannot see the soul of truth ready made
But all because were changing now
As the prophets of doom speak their mind
Its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind
So we dance down on nature as we try to repeat
All our efforts as one sent today
Taking aback instead of giving, taking aback more or less
Taking aback a sense of being afraid
So all this necessary changes now, as the will to help all man
And the children of the crucified will better off, better dead
But all this senseless killing, and all these chains and lies
I want to know right now, I want to know right now
I want to know where we come from
For its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind
Its a long, long way from where the system began
Its a long, long way humankind, yeah
Giving in, giving in to love
I can see and feel the truth every minute
Giving in, giving in to love
Be the one to rescue you, rescue you
Giving in, giving in to the right love
Theres no way that you can live without it
So we can become masters of our invention
song performed by by Yes
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Giving Up On Love
Rick astley
Giving up on love
Giving up on love
I was so crazy about you, everyone knew
I couldnt sleep when I found out, yeah
You feel the way you do
So maybe its my turn now
To show you how I feel
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings I cant conceal
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
I dont believe that you need me
So dont say you do
There aint no reason for staying
We both know we are through
So dont try to stop me now
cos all we had has gone
(all we had has gone)
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings are oh so strong
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Im giving up on love
cos Ive been hurt before
Giving up on love
And I dont want you no more
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
Giving up, giving up, giving up on love
So dont try to stop me now
cos all we had has gone
(all we had has gone)
So listen to what I say
cos these feelings are oh so strong
(choruses to fade)
song performed by by Rick Astley
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After my exit…
After my exit, who will care it?
After my exit, who will help it?
Who will keep it? Who will mind it?
Leave it, I resolve and feel stress-less.
06.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Leaving To Exit Is Swift
I had been anxious to please.
With a need to do this,
For someone loved.
For someone I thought,
Would appreciate...
My unconditional giving of it.
But taken for granted,
Is not a wish I lived with...
In a quiet desperation.
I am not seeking from anyone...
Fresh oxygen to breathe.
As if from anyone I have this need.
I am quick to stay away,
From polluted air.
And any hint of it I sniff.
I will not tolerate it,
In an atmosphere I share.
My leaving to exit is swift!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have Attempted To
you have attempted to,
cloud my mind like,
a wonderful garden of green,
where could you be? ,
snapping a camera window,
taking a picture to last,
but it does nothing because,
I can't touch you to see how,
it feels to you,
you have attempted to,
sex with you,
play with your toes,
under the hot heat sun,
rub our backs tonight,
Kiss-hug-& tell,
spin the bottle,
til that dress comes off,
hey boy she said quit,
got so hot today,
the heat from the sun,
warming the room through,
the open windows we had,
open last night too,
keep down you yelling my name,
she looks like a queen,
Inside her country church dress,
no he said she said here,
didn't listen in school,
teacher the wife type,
typewriter write a story tonight,
abc~one~two~Three,
oh me how can it be? ,
you have attempted to,
cause me confusing through heartache,
I can't believe,
talking to you one minute,
then boom all dreams come true,
Hold on Tommy keep your head up FizTzle,
Hey homies I know how you feel,
doing music or poetry,
keeps me stress free.
poem by Tommy Laster
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With Less Sweat
Why is it,
That someone will waste their skills...
And talents,
With a wish to perform with the giving of their gifts...
On someone else's created stage,
To shower them with 'their' brilliance.
Why would someone abandoned their own abilities,
To create their own stage from those resources given...
With a highlighting of those,
Who will not be demeaned because it is known...
They have a need to fit into the wrong places.
With a giving away to others...
Who look to make claims of discoveries stolen,
To produce their own names to be seen in lights.
Leaving people with talents to fight,
To be seen...
Only to have what they bring,
Used.
To be 'thanked' but excused from the audition process.
I 'feel' for those who are told their presence is not needed.
But their unique talents exposed were certainly used,
To be re-labelled and approved for purposes to market.
And...
With less sweat that had been sacrificed.
At the expense of stealing from someone their scene.
'We're sorry.
However,
Thank you for sharing with us your unique abilities.
We'll keep your 'info' in our files.
Expect to hear from us...
One day.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perhaps the Familiarity Warrants the Disrespect
I've already done the pauper bit.
And discovered quick,
An array of sentiments in my direction sent.
I've done the all for one and one for all crusades.
To be kicked to the curb several times.
And then to be given 'attitude' and 'shade'.
I've attempted to give and received a lot that was rotten.
But I have never forgotten where I've come from.
I am there physically to be seen.
And perhaps the familiarity warrants the disrespect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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