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IF 'Is' Not a Was

An IF 'is' not a WAS.
So therefore a 'MAYBE'
Still has time left...
To be pursued!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be You Pursued

Be you pursued!
This day.
Be you,
With patience kept.
Freed of memories,
Bringing tears to eyes...
Once wept now dry.

Be you pursued!
This day.
With a closed not to openly inspect,
Treasure chest.
Waiting for that special one to come,
And identify a suffering done now overcomed to go.
With a showering of light that bestows clear and cloudless sky.

Be You,
Pursued.
Don't give away what has been given to you,
As a gift...
For all that you have been through.
Reveal that treasured chest to only the best.
To an open heart that connects and sparks start.

Protect your assets.
With the best invest your mind and time.

Be you now pursued!
With a self worth you know is valued.
To be recognized by the one who knows life...
As you do too!

Be you...
Pursued to be cherished.
And be loved by the one for you,
Who is true.
Be you now that one pursued.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Half Cooked Is My Career

Had I pursued arts and literature
I would have failed to make a living.
Had I vigorously pursued a living
I would have denied myself art and
literature.
Having pursued both, I lost both.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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They've pursued their own agendas, and they've done what they've wanted to do and not pursued traditional careers in the music industry. They've followed their own instincts, and they are in many ways maverick performers.

quote by Neil Tennant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Aspirations To Charade

I will not miss a thing by my leaving you.
Even those dreams I pursued,
Will be revised with someone new.

But I do admit the act itself,
Has been long overdue.
And since I am done with our arguments...
This will give you time to convince someone,
Just how terrific you are!

I will not miss a thing by my leaving you.
Even those dreams I pursued,
Will be revamped with someone new.

And hopefully what you and I had gone through...
Will be as swift disappearing from memory,
As the decision I made...
To leave you and your ambitions,
With aspirations to charade with some unsuspecting fool!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feeling Truth a Bit Too Thick

You wouldn't dare be with me,
If it was only truth I pursued.

You would wish to have fun.
With an escapism done.
Feeling truth a bit too thick,
And uncouth.
Believing it to be wicked...
And undoing the deceit,
You are accustomed to.

You wouldn't dare be with me,
If it was only truth I pursued.

You would campaign to smear my name.
Deny knowing me and have me framed.
You would even prefer to see me shamed.
If I claimed to live a life doing what I felt was right.
If I denounced having an appetite,
For slandering others I didn't like to backbite.
And stirring up arguments just to provoke a fight.

You wouldn't dare be with me,
If it was only truth I pursued.

You would wish to have fun.
With an escapism done.
Choosing to manipulate.
And wanting me to participate.
With others you select,
As disposable playmates!
And I have a consciousness you fear.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Then You Left Me

I never ask for any time from you baby.
I never ask for any lies.
You only hurt the one you love the most baby.
You only had to make me cry.

'Cause you left me (you left me) all alone (you left me)
You left me(you left me) to stand alone.

And ev'ry night I sit beside my bed baby.
And I keep thinking of your love.
The things we dreamed about.
How much I love you baby.
We had the world and the stars above.

But then you left me (you left me) all alone.(you left me)
You left me . You left me (you left me) to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me. You left me. You left me. You left me.

song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What and Who Will Win?

What and who will will?
The Euro and the Yen.
And those who have plenty of them.
And IF truth is pursued...
The cloak of deception,
Will then be removed.
And those who have been tricked and fooled...
Will then be pulled,
Out of a cesspool believed envied!
Addressing a mess,
Too many have been left to defend.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No a single drop

I did not shed
Single tear dropp over dead
As it was clearly known
The wind had already blown

The fate had waited
The soul was slated
To be picked up and flown
Body was to be left behind and laid down

You were not meant for me
As soul was never free
I dreamed of your company
But proved it very thorny

You stayed for brief
To provide immense relief
It was not enough for me to prolong
Crusade and journey to be pursued for long

I may resume alone
As there is no scope for time to be undone
You have already gone
And much more is yet to be done

There is enough of strength
In love to go at any length
It is not isolated incidence
But so much important is the presence

Even if one is deserted in between
The destiny must be clearly seen
Nothing stays here for long time
You need to push it alone sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hollywood hasn't aggressively pursued me. Neither have I aggressively pursued Hollywood.

quote by Colin Firth
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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For Many Years I Pursued Fame

FOR SO MANY YEARS I PURSUED FAME

For so many years I pursued Fame
And never succeeded in catching it.
Now I am patient.
What does it really matter
If my name is known
By those who never knew me?
I will not be here soon
And what will such Fame
Mean to me then?

I am patient. I am old.
I love to write
And find great joy in this.
I did not catch Fame
And when I am not here
It will not bother me.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Nothing

Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...

song performed by by Zug Izland
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Tracks

Visibility was poor when he pursued
the face, face of himself.
The eyes, quizzical eyes, looking at the image
of cogitating mind, who had left the body.

Condemned to think, think ceaselessly
for a long time, for the election of truth,
what we deserve, Violence was within us,
rage was ensconced
in our veins.

And we were destroying the beautiful dawn.
Trials of shadows had begun
and execution of innocent marvels started,
which continued till the dark hour.
Then he had the premonition.

Dirt will prevail now. Coarse banners
were recalling the candles
from the homes. Future was collecting
thousand of dark memories and time
had stopped in its tracks.

poem by Satish Verma
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M.E. Time

This is me time
To do what I gotta do
So please just let me be
I've always been there for you

Yes it's me time
I owe you no apology
You've had nearly all I've got
Now I must be on my way

Because it's me time
I just wanna be on my own
I'll do what's best for me
So I need to be left alone

Yes this is me time
I just need to do some thinking
Some peace and tranquility
You know I won't be drinking

For it's me time
Can you see it in my eyes
I need some time for me
I've always hated goodbyes

This is me time
I can deal with the physical pain
It can't really hurt me
I think I'm just staying sane

This is just me time
I've gotta think of number one
Instead of everyone else
To undo all the knots I've done

I just need some me time
Do things I feel I need to do
I've nothing left to give
It isn't me this time it's you.

I need my me time
I am trying to make you understand
That it's not easy being me
So with a virtual wave of my hand

this is me time,
time for just myself
I'll be in touch some day
when I'm in better health

poem by Gordon David
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Diving Depths Of Thoughts

an enormity of time accomplishment
attained may be perspective perceived
by diving depths of thoughts pursued

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Left in time

Left in time are the tears that I've cried
Mother nature gives them back in the rain

Left in time are the lies that I've told
For back in the day I was young and so bold

Now time tells me to swallow my pride
For life is now filled with aches and some pain

Left in time is are the words that I wrote
sent from me to the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

poem by John Shea
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To Be Given Or Received As Meant

'Because I do not want to associate with you...
I've got a problem?
Because I am at peace with what I do?
I've got a problem with that too? ',

It didn't seem that long ago,
When people who chose to mind their own business...
Was left alone to do so.
And was respected for what they did.

I am talking about a time,
When the Mamas And Papas sang...
California Dreamin' and Monday Morning.
As the The 5th Dimension had been Up Up And Away,
With Jimmy Webb and his musical inventions!

Today people get highly offended,
If your time is not spent...
Wasting it on them,
So they can vent and spew.
Venting with a spewing.
And spewing nonstop with a doing to drop...
On empathetic shoulders.

Their daily unchanging nonsense kept pursued.
That's all they want to do.
Without a word of advice heard from you!
They just want you near...
To pluck your mind as they waste your time.

That's it!
If you did this for them,
There would be no argument.
To sit there as if a piece of furniture to be used.
And pretend...
What is happening,
Is a casual interaction.
In spite of a big distraction.
That a comprehension,
Is not intended.
Nor is one listening with any attention...
To be given or received as meant!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many Will Never Recover At All

Leave those alone who are comforted by their own beliefs.
Fragmented realities had at one time brought relief...
To the ones who pocketed funds from such divisions!
Choosing not to listen and making wrong decisions.

Those days are fading fast for them.
From all fronts their outlooks are crumbling within.
Soon those affected can not refuse the truth.
It will be there shared by all.
And those who run from it,
Need not be pursued!

For them there will be no exit!
Let them with limited time persist.
Sit back and watch their minds split to bits.
And feel blessed you were able to see it for what it was.
Some might be able to grow from it.

Unfortunately...
Many will never recover at all!
Since honesty for them,
Was something they felt could be put off!
And reality for them will be a wound to go exposed...
Never to heal.
Creating defeat and their downfall.
With minds sold on treasures gone...
A purpose to exist leaves them nothing left to feel.
But a ground for their hands and knees to crawl.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Giving Power To

Given power to...
Upset and disconnect.
And...
Reject the best.
And...
Exaggerate and stretch,
A lie to make it true...
Is done,
And with a motive.
But,
The giving power to...
Fix and uplift with hope,
Flows with a flushing...
Down the drain.

The giving power to...
Upset and disconnect.
And...
Reject the best.
Is...
What people do!

Yes,
The giving power to...
Fix and uplift with hope,
Flows with a flushing...
Down the drain.
And that is true.

Yes...
The giving power to,
Truth, peace and happiness...
As best as it can get,
Is not pursued.

No...
The giving power to,
Truth, peace and happiness...
As yet,
Is not...
Done to do.

The giving power to...
Undo a mess to correct,
Is...
Not pursued!

The giving power to...
Undo a mess to correct,
Is...
Not pursued!

NO!
The giving power to...
Undo a mess to correct,
Is...
Not pursued!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time

Time waits for no Man
what time is it?
time to change your ways.
Time is of the essence
how much time have I got
can you give me more time?
Time ticks by slowly
and time can go really fast
not much time left now.
Take some time out
time to make amends
Isn't it time to say sorry?
The tick tock of time
Old Father Time
as time goes by.
There's always time tomorrow
make the most of your time
don't waste your time.
Time after time after time
isn't it time you learnt?
time you sorted yourself out.
That's it time is up
time to call it a day
see you again sometime?

poem by Kevin Halls
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Where Is The Poem Of The Evening?

Where is the poem of the evening?
Has it been lost to my happiness?
A happiness that does not really know why it is
But just is
Here now -
As if I in my old age have learned to love
Whatever time I have
And so defy the thought of all the unending time
In which I will not be on earth-

Who knows how much is left?
Some years? Some days? the next moment?
Whatever it is
I am at ease with my life now
Though I did not become all I dreamed-
And do not know the future –

There may not be much time left
But whatever time is left
I must do the best I can
To live in it as fully as happily as possible-

In my old age
I am surprised
At how happy I am
I do not know for how long it will continue
But it is here now and it is good-

poem by Shalom Freedman
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