I Needed To Be Naked
When I began to realize,
My insecurities victimized...
Wishes I had to plant good deeds,
Those ambitions I had 'then'...
I made more challenging.
I had to.
I needed to be naked!
Bared with flaws exposed.
And free of masquerade...
That began to entrap me in smothering denial.
I witnessed too many living like this.
Cursed and motivated by pre-meditation.
Dwelling on the surface without depth.
And at a loss to live life with passion.
I needed to be naked!
Bared,
And free of masquerade.
If I had to strip to magnetize my dreams,
So be it.
Those barriers placed around a comfort zone,
I 'had' to remove.
I invited criticisms.
I wanted to grow.
And I knew I couldn't do it...
If all I did was dance with pretension,
With others who were equally well hidden.
And a keeping in rhythm with 'that'...
Was not me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Days Before You Came
Days before you came
Freezing cold and empty
Towns that change their name
And a horn of plenty
Days before you came
Counting breaths inside me
Even crack cocaine
Couldn't start to hide me
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking torn and frayed
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking to get laid
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Days before you came
It always seemed enticing
to be naked and profane
there is no denying
Days before you came
Thunderbolts and lightning
Each day a brand new vein
Each tourniquet colliding
Didn't what you anyway [x4]
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking torn and frayed
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking to get laid
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Days before you came [repeat]
song performed by by Placebo from Reinventing The Steel
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Unless It Is Addressed
Unless it is addressed.
And anyone hears from me,
A solicitation for suggestions.
No one who crosses my threshold,
Is invited to give opinions...
Regarding my chosen lifestyle,
Within the walls of my comfort zone.
And IF I am roaming around butt naked...
Feel free to also do so!
Why some people take it upon themselves,
To want to recreate someone else's space...
And not practice good visiting guest skills,
Is something one does...
When a comfort has surprassed,
The disrespect zone.
And in my home when that begins,
An exit is requested with a...'You can go home! '
Unless it is addressed.
And anyone hears from me,
A solicitation of suggestions.
No one who crosses my threshold,
Is invited to give opinions...
Regarding my chosen lifestyle,
Within the walls of my comfort zone.
And IF I am roaming around butt naked...
Feel free to also do so!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Dreams You Wish
Keep do not free yourself,
From those lofty ambitions.
One never knows,
When dreams appear as needed.
A rush to participate in conflicts,
May for you seem the thing to do.
But what is accomplished,
In the doing of what others pursue.
Keep do not free yourself,
From those lofty ambitions.
One never knows,
When dreams appear as needed.
And if sacrifice with devotion,
Has already been applied.
Those dreams you wish,
Are near.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Masquerade
Im here , laying underneath
But there is nothing left to say
You slowly went your way from me
Felt your softness fade away
Who am I ?
To make you stay
Oh , here we go again
Entering the masquerade
This is the place
Dreams will shatter
Cover your face and care no more
She dont care no more
These narrowed eyes I dont know
Nothing is there behind
The mask you wear
Now it feels so unreal
Cold as ice
This face I see
Masquerade , masquerade
Let me out
Masquerade, masquerade
Care no more
Masquerade
She dont care no more
Masquerade, masquerade
Let me out to save her
song performed by by Xymox
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Do You Want This?
'Do you want this?
Come and get it.'
I slept with dreams.
And awakened as if they existed.
I awakened as if...
In my hands I held them.
To realize and never to let them drift.
'You want this?
What makes you think,
It will be made easy...
For you to touch and get.'
And I began to taste my dreams,
To me fed on a daily basis.
Years of impatience I knew too well.
Rushing to succeed...
Had me stumbling to fall.
I hated being teased.
'Do you or do you 'not' want this?
How else do you expect to get it? '
I could not shut that voice within up.
It seemed to taunt and I was beginning to have enough.
And then...
A process began within me slow.
Although my dreams and wishes would not let me go.
They were there holding onto me too tightly.
Slowly I began to seek teachings needed.
Gritting my teeth to qualify my desires.
And then one day I did awaken validated.
Feeling with a patience quite surprised.
And accepting what I had not realized.
'You want this? '
Yes.
Yes, I do.
I feel I am ready.
And I've got patience too.
'Good for you.
Now...
Just with a few more steps taken,
All that you wish...
Will eventually come true for you to exist.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Introducing Doubt To Weaken
Remove I've done,
From a confinement to undo.
And to choose to escape,
From perceptions...
Time,
Has taught me to erase.
Remove I've done,
The faking of false faces.
Kept to do,
In fear that I would offend someone...
And masquerading in pretense,
Would find my presence more accepted.
Remove I've done,
Notions of impressions to give.
And to strip myself to expose my identity,
Has meant more to more...
Than the approval of someone lessened,
By a harboring of their own hidden insecurities.
Removed from me I have done,
Those kinds of deliberating limitations.
Introducing doubt to weaken,
My desire to live my life...
Free of anyone's ability,
To qualify the passing of their judgements.
That action,
Is not invited or solicited in defining my life...
Lived the way it has been intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Naked
Naked as a jaybird,
it feels so free.
Unclothed, unfettered
like a baby.
Not worn down
with clothes all around,
ashamed to be seen
but when no one's found
in your company
you strip.
Strip away your clothes,
strip away your shoes,
strip away the make-up
and anything you use
to give a false impression
for the entire world to see.
You're not naked as a jaybird
so you can't fly free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Patience It Took
The path I have paved,
Has been years in the making.
Few detours on it have I taken.
With obstacles to remove,
As others observed me...
As if to disapprove.
And I have learned while doing this,
Only I understood my dreams and wishes.
Only I made promises to myself and no one else,
What I wanted and needed to achieve...
Would eventually materialize to please me.
With a patience it took time to realize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When the winter strip trees
When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons
with only here and there birds remaining,
the secret of survival is still hidden,
even when it becomes icy cold,
doves and sparrows still fly past.
When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons,
it is looking as if the season is making an assault
on everything living, nothing can escape it,
there are still flowers blooming,
as if protected against the cold they are keeping watch
when the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked.
poem by Gert Strydom
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This Time's For Real
Why do you tell me all these lies?
I just want to live my life
I don't want to leave my dreams behind
Tell me
Why am I only getting older?
My patience getting shorter
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Why do you make me feel denied?
Always pushing me aside
You do not decide what's wrong or right
Tell me
Why am I feeling so much pressure?
Am I searching for the answer?
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
song performed by by Ill NiO
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This Time's For Real
Why do you tell me all these lies?
I just want to live my life
I don't want to leave my dreams behind
Tell me
Why am I only getting older?
My patience getting shorter
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Why do you make me feel denied?
Always pushing me aside
You do not decide what's wrong or right
Tell me
Why am I feeling so much pressure?
Am I searching for the answer?
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
song performed by by Ill NiO
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Where Were You When I Needed You
(p. f. sloan/s. barri)
Don't botter cryin'
Don't botter crawlin'
It's all over now
No use in stallin'
The love i once felt
I don't feel anymore for you
This time i'll even
Open the door for you
You walked out
When i was down
Well now i'm well off
And look who's comin' around
Where were you when i needed you
Where were you when i wanted you
Where were you when i needed you
Where
You're looking good
It's hard to fight it
There's no use explainin'
I've already decided
That livin' without ya
Is worse than without ya
I won't spend a lifetime
A-worryin' about ya
Things got rough
And you dissappeared
Now i'm back on my feet
And look who's standing there
Where were you when i needed you
Where were you when i wanted you
Where were you when i needed you
Where
You were so young
And you were so wild
I knew you were nobody's
Innocent child
The first day i saw you
You really got me
I thought i could change ya
What good did it do me
Things got rough
And i couldn't wait
Now you're trippin' back
But babe, it's too late
Where were you when i needed you
Where were you when i wanted you
Where were you when i needed you
Where
song performed by by Bangles
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So Much Fun
He met her once but knew her twice,
He was what she needed the added spice.
The intensity of hidden passion burned,
Between the two they knew they yearned.
They needed the touch of fire who knew?
Each held the fire of sin, enough for two.
He made her shudder, she made him groan,
The experienced passion could never be learned alone.
And as they rocked and quickly two became one,
Who could have known sin was so much fun
poem by Astrid Alexander
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Free Yourself and Let It Go
Deflated ego?
You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.
Deflated ego?
I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.
Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?
You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the most public of places
When one survives after being victimized,
By those who lie habitually...
To boost themselves above insecurities,
Hidden deeply.
It is best to let them and their evil deeds go.
A surviver who rises above and beyond this,
Eventually knows truth bestows.
This they know.
And with this they grow.
Those unknowing of one's malfunctions,
Will witness one day how they are exposed.
In the most public of places.
And the one victimized by such false lips,
Will show how a life lived with a faith that exists...
Rises high detached from conflicts.
With a maintaining of a happiness that reflects,
From inside what has been there and real.
And this becomes freed of any secrets revealed.
'Oh my!
What I heard and was led to believe,
Has been deceit all this time?
What is in the mind of those who undermine? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lily
Lily blossomed like any girl of sixteen
she was the prettiest flower ever seen.
She danced all day in the summer breeze
and gave off an aroma to attract the bees.
In the day she let all the visiting insects in,
then at night she closed her petals and slept within.
Having so much attention kept her happy and content
until she saw two snakes entwined, with loving intent.
Lily became sad and lonely swaying there,
she desired someone to be with her;
another flower that could move in rhythm and dance,
and much more than that she wanted romance.
As the days passed by she began to wilt and grow old,
she knew very soon that her life would fold.
Looking back at her life, it began so happily,
but then she yearned for what couldn't be.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Naked
'my family, my friends, my children, my wife...'
Have you ever tried to strip naked
i mean from body to soul
'my job, my country, my school...'
Have you ever tried to go naked
for the winds to blow and the sun to scotch
'my God, my religion, my pastor/preacher...'
you've got to try being naked
to lay out your thoughts and meet the truth
The world and all it's dwellings could belong
but try going naked for a day
and visit the realms of greatness
This is not madness but sadness
with which i beseech you to strip naked
and find the truth we've all missed
strip naked: put off the cloth of pretense
move out of the darkness of illusion
and come where naked, where the light shines.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Life’s Masquerade
Some say life’s one big parade, with many lost in a masquerade,
Living their present life trying to be, someone others want to see,
Many hiding the real person inside, behind a veil of human pride,
Maybe, they are living one big lie, never knowing the reason why.
Some people choose to just exist, living their life in a virtual mist,
Following others they don’t know, who live life like one big show,
Simply following that big crowd, usually lead by one, who’s loud,
As being loud, they do their part, influencing the misguided heart.
Many in a circus like atmosphere, know not even why they’re here,
In this life, grabbing all they can, living their life just as fallen men.
Never looking beyond this earth, for life’s meaning or life’s worth,
Duped by a master of disguise; saying worldliness is rather wise.
Men caught up in a masquerade, are in slavery to men depraved,
Masquerading about in the night, avoiding any hint of God’s light,
They’re lost, as they compromise, the only Truth to make us wise,
Men thinking that they can hide, from a Holy God, if He is denied.
They’ll continue in a masquerade, until their soul by God is saved,
To free men from all Satan’s lies, and do away with their disguise,
Giving men spiritual eyes to see, we’re here to prepare for eternity,
All to be who we are in this life, through the power of Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
The Naked Man!
only the naked man,
who's left all baggage behind,
can stand in the heat of the fire,
and slay the corporate beast!
only the naked man,
who wears his scars with pride,
can forgive the unforgivable,
and so heal this land.
only the naked man,
without pretense or game,
can stand up to the truth,
and set the captives free!
only the naked man,
with nothing left to lose,
can find the light
in a sky darkened by greed.
only the naked man,
beaten and cursed,
will stand and give a hand
without seeing your face...
only the naked man...
no longer praying to an unknown god,
will beat the sacred drum,
that wipes away your tears...
only the naked man!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Like Her Mom Did
Tears run down her face
Her dad can tell it wasn’t a good day
She wanted to tell what was wrong
She wished that she could sing that song
Like her mom did
Her dad knew there was nothing he could say
She knew that she couldn’t ever pay
Her dad felt the heat in the room
He knew he needed to save her from doom
Like her mom did
She fled to her room and shut the door
Just as rain from her eyes began to pour
She turned on the radio to clam her down
She blasted it as high to the loudest sound
Like her mom did
As her dad knocked on the door
Trying not to bang or break the floor
All he wanted was to know what was wrong
All she wanted was to remember the song
That her mom sang
poem by Alexandra Anderson
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