If It Is Not About You
If it is not about you,
That you keep such desire to do...
To prove,
Then what is the purpose...
That necessitates the heat of your fire?
If it was no about 'you'...
That flame inside would not burn.
And that yearning to accomplish,
Would not be kept as valued!
IF it was not about you.
So many do believe it is not about them.
From false teachings taught to keep their lights dimmed.
But it IS about you.
If it wasn't you would not be here to do.
With a proving to others...
It is about them too!
'It isn't about me.'
I see!
Then why do you exist?
To prove your worth is unrealistic?
And you would rather be something real like a tree?
'No.
You are not understanding me.'
And selfish as this may seem to be...
My understanding will not be confused,
To diffuse it with your accepted comprehension...
Of whoever it is all about.
'We all are a reflection of God! '
Then it IS about YOU.
Will you get out of my face!
You are obstructing my view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Good Woman
I am so in love with you
I just cant deny it
Everybody knows I cant deny it
Everybody knows
You can read me like a book
Just like a fortune teller
Everybody needs a fortune tller
Telling you the very truth
You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do
You bring out the best in me
With love and understanding
Anytime I need some understanding
You are always there
And if I ever lose my way
Youre always there to guide me
Anyone can see youre here inside me
Anyone can see it
You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do
You fill me with hope
Love and devotion
You taught me how to show my emotion
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do
This is our time, we have it all
We have a way of knowing if were heading for a fall
Well work it out and get it right
And when I get home to you
Youre such a sight for my poor eyes
This is our time, we have it all
When I come home at night
Youre such a sight for my poor eyes
You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do
You fill me with hope
Love and devotion
You taught me how to show my emotion
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do
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song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Primordial
Love is throwing your heart in the burning fire
and being willing to see it come back a frozen hulk;
and doing it again
time after time.
Love requires that we set fire
to our brain,
and watch it burn
all in Love's Name
and Passion's Call.
Love is heat;
Love is fire
and we
are Mashmellows
of the Flame.
Love is time lost.
Who can remember
how long
the Loving Night?
Love seethes
with searing heat
because once lit
flames surge
and take away
our oxygen;
and we
swoon in the Euphoria.
Love is Yearning's Call
peeking from behind
the Banyon Tree;
Love's sight
peering between
the leafy leaves
fixing on figure and form
and then is lost
in a single lover's returned glance;
then
both fall down
to Soul's Depth;
most times
never to return
from that
Landscape Primordial.
Why?
Simple.
One does not interrogate The Flame
One does not expect explanations of Fire.
One does not await memos from the Heat.
Forces of Nature exist within themselves
and we are the Willing Slaves
which obey and cannot resist.
Extinguish the flame, ban the heat
and we are merely hulks
in the vestibule of existence
feeding but without life,
seeing but without sight
breathing but without heart.
Ahh
Would we have all of this any
other way?
We are always, its seems
in the cold and damp
willing to re-light the fire
feel the heat
even if there is pain.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Don't Expect Respect
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
A comprehension from someone among,
Those who have not sacrificed.
Or...
Those who live self-centered lives.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them to get.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them,
To get.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Understanding from anyone selfish.
I don't expect...
Respect,
From them,
To get.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lessons Are There to Be Taught
The lessons are there,
To be taught.
But too few have the patience to learn.
Believing themselves already with class.
Skipping to miss a comprehension for them,
That never occurs in their minds to stir.
Since a yearning for it stays left unearned.
To leave the value of understanding,
None of their concern.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Valued And Precious
To prove one's might,
Does not have to be with weapons.
In fact...
The proving of one's ability to show,
A power that is most effective...
Can be done economically.
To bring people to their knees in agony.
And the use of weapons is done,
To prove to anyone...
An ability to destroy possessions kept,
That are deemed valued and precious!
And lives lived and the quality of them,
Fit as prioritized on that list.
This...
Is NOT rocket science.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Wait And We Wonder
We stand, hang our heads disbelieving
then not knowing how could such a thing be wrong
we wonder just what must they be thinking
to take a life of one so young
So tell me when will it be over now, how soon?
how far must they go, to prove to you?
We wait and we wonder how this happened
killing the old, the innocent, the young
while sons follow in fathers footsteps not understanding
that what they do could somehow be so wrong
So tell me when will tit be over now, how soon?
how far must they go, to prove to you?
So we will wait and we'll wonder
No regrets, no forgiveness, no compassion
these brave heroes only know to hit and run
slowly my sadness turns to rage and we wonder
how can these scars ever heal, when all is said and done
So tell me when will it be over now, how soon?
how many tears must fall to prove to you?
please tell me, when will it be over now, how soon?
and how far must they go, to prove to you?
So we wait and we wonder
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song performed by by Phil Collins
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Never Been Accompanied
If I spent all of my time,
Thinking about heartache...
With accusations to make,
In rebuttle to naysayers...
To leave nothing I wanted to accomplish,
Left unattended to achieve...
What statement would I be affirming?
That my dreams are not validated?
Or that my wishes with hopes to see fulfilled,
Are not real?
I have never been accompanied on the path I walk on.
I have grown accustomed to feel,
What I tasted was unrealistic...
On a daily basis.
But I've witnessed my dreams and wishes,
Come true AND accumulate.
As if the naysayers and those who critiqued,
Stimulated my desire...
To prove to myself what I can do to get done.
Especially with pain as a motivator.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inspired By Motivation To Move
Take it.
Strap to straddle,
Or carry on your back.
Don't look up or around.
Adjust the weight if you must.
Get acquainted with your struggle.
If what is packed,
Has been discovered on your path to add?
There is no need to ask for understanding.
Or waste a bit of time trying to be understood.
No one will.
No one could.
Every obstacle and task,
To be experienced on your journey...
Will have no one's concern but yours.
Just like your birth made with announcement...
And first steps taken you took,
Required your desire to light your own fire.
Inspired by motivation to move.
That's why that light inside you yearns,
To choose...
And do,
To prove...
You will and can if you decide,
Your life can not be lived by anyone better!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Understanding
It seems like only yesterday
I didn't have a clue
I stood alone not knowin where to turn
Now suddenly I look around
And everything looks new
I don't know why, but I think I'm startin' to learn
They call it understanding
A willingness to grow
I'm finally understanding
There's so much I can know
Until the day you came along
I used to just get lost
I only heard the things I wanted to hear
It always seemed like no one cared
But then you took the time
And now I look and everything seems clear
You've got me understanding
You've really helped me see
I'm finally understanding
It's meant so much to me
You've got me understanding
You're really on my side
You've got me understanding
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Dancing In The Fire
I think my heart was designed to fade and lose color
To turn inside out and wash in the rain
It loses all perfection in cold water
So the desired look is obtained
And it rises higher and higher
Like this filthy heat above the city sky
And I feel like I'm going mad dancing in the fire
As if I'm only here to prove there are mountains I could move
So love is spent dancing in the fire
Too high the cost and too quick the pain
And all that's left for the outsider
Is ashes from dancing in the fire
I think my eyes were made for deception
Interpreting lovers will call what they want the truth
With all I have seen burning behind these mirrors
The reflection they see is all that I pursue
And it rises higher and higher
Like this filthy heat above the city sky
And I feel like I'm going mad dancing in the fire
As if I'm only here to prove there are mountains I could move
So love is spent dancing in the fire
Too high the cost and too quick the pain
And all that's left for the outsider
Ashes from dancing in the fire
And voices get louder
And the air's too thick to breathe
Still I lie awake and I wait for the unknown power
Dying for want of sleep
I think my life line was stolen from a movie
The one where they are trying to solve the crime
But this prisoner is always one step before them
And everyone's running trying to stop me in time
And it keeps rising higher and higher
Like this filthy heat above the city sky
And I feel like I'm going mad dancing in the fire
As if I'm only here to prove
There are lovers I could move
Oh love is spent dancing in the fire
Too high the cost and too quick the pain
And all that's left for the outsider
Ashes from dancing in the fire
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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Depths of Soulitude
I exist in a solitude that no one could understand
No matter how much u stand in front of me saying we all go threw it
Never able to find a peace of mind that i can reside in
A young mind with a dieing heart waiting to see if my work done is not in vain
But to look up to all who receive respect hoping to yet gain my own
Why yet must i try and gain something that most have felled at
My only thought is to prove to myself self-worth
But yet i fall back into my solitude
poem by Understanding Logic
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Burning With A Yearning
A mind burning with a yearning,
To maintain it's vision connected...
With materialism as its main objective,
To identify its valued worth...
Comes to an end of a purpose to live.
And standards to compare,
An influence no longer there...
Dies inside and is apparent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The fire of desire
Keep alive
In you
The fire of desire
As it only
Brought you to this
Wonder world
And so many
Other great things
Let it be
Any break-through
In science, art or literature
There was a fire of desire
That caused
The event to occur
Keep alive
In you
The fire of desire
But be on guard
To have good control
As the fire
Has the potential
To engulf you
And to devour you
History has
A great list of heroes
Who succumbed to
This very
Fire of desire
Still it is worth
You keep alive
In you
The fire of desire
With lot dreams
In mind
With lot milestones
To cross
With lot wins
To accomplish
With lot days
Ahead
Keep alive
In you
The fire of desire
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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We Wait & We Wonder
to the outsider it seems that we in britain live daily under the cloud of terrorism. that familiarity sometimes makes you think of it as almost normal, then suddenly something will happen...
We stand, hang our heads disbelieving
Then not knowing how could such a thing be wrong
We wonder just what they must be thinking
To take a life of one so young
So tell me when will it be over now, how soon?
How far must we go, to prove to you?
We wait and we wonder how this happened
Killing the old, the innocent, the young
While sons follow in fathers footsteps not understanding
That what they do could somehow be so wrong
So tell me when will it be over now, how soon?
How far must we go, to prove to you?
So we will wait and well wonder
No regrets, no forgiveness, no compasssion
These brave heroes only know to hit and run
Slowly my sadness turns to rage and we wonder
How can these scars ever heal, when all is said and done
So tell me when will it be over now, how soon?
How many tears must fall to prove to you?
Please tell me, when will it be over now, how soon?
And how far must they go, to prove to you?
So we wait and we wonder
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Sonnet XXX: Those Priests
To the Vestals
Those priests which first the Vestal fire begun,
Which might be borrow'd from no earthly flame,
Devis'd a vessel to receive the Sun,
Being steadfastly opposed to the same;
Where, with sweet wood, laid curiously by art,
On which the Sun might by reflection beat,
Receiving strength from every secret part,
The fuel kindled with celestial heat.
Thy blessed eyes the sun which lights this fire,
Thy holy thoughts, they be the Vestal flame,
The precious odors be my chaste desire,
My breast's the vessel which includes the same.
Thou art my Vesta, thou my Goddess art;
Thy hallow'd temple only is my Heart.
poem by Michael Drayton
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Not exact
Shadows are not exact but real
You can’t force it or conceal
It may be even longer than size
You must think it wise
It may accompany where you go and turn
You stand, sleep or even run
It has same strength and reflection
Think over it and base your action
A tree’s shadow proves it is standing.
A bird follows its shadow and knows it is flying.
My shadow proved that I have existence
I am living in present tense
What has it do with my being on earth?
I cease to exist upon natural death
I follow on every step and prove
That I am real and follow or move
The story doesn’t end with non existence
Its impact may follow even without insistence
People may follow on what has been left behind
They will try to know the shadow of wisdom and find
So it stays even if you are dead
Your message is accepted and widely read
Single word is enough to give impetus or lead
You have formed some link by providing the thread
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Blue Candy
Dots of light scatter across the view,
From a distance I'm closer to the view.
The water moves as the boats remain silent in the view,
The screams from the park sheltered by the moon.
Blue firemen spread their heat,
The powder now a liquid with emotions to defeat.
People fire their souls as the rides end their attack,
Blue candy waiting inside them to react.
I travel along the water through my mind's eye,
Remembering, I, with blue candy's tie.
I look to the park: I distanced from the view,
The view ending with my eyes looking to the moon.
I see no clouds as the fire spreads inside,
Desire blue candy hitting in all minds,
Raw emotion no longer hidden inside.
Blue candy burns inside my mind,
The powder waiting to leave my past behind.
Blue candy fires as it heats like the sun:
Once inside it cannot be undone.
Every line is stirred under a darkened moon,
Burning desire blue candy's monsoon.
Like, fire, I call blue candy to defeat,
I, lying alone in a city's white light heat.
poem by Paula Glynn
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Why? Why? Why?
Why do I want to prove that I am the best,
Everyone around me is superficial, according to my test.
Don't we hear it age after age, that we all have equal rights on this Earth?
We all have to work our something, before we hit the dirt.
Why? We ask throughout of our life,
We ignore the teachings of Love and we are cutting up others with a knife.
We have great teachings already, which we try hard to ignore,
Trying to prove that we are right, not the age old mentor.
Men fights men, woman fights woman,
So it starts early in childhood with the children.
They all want to prove who is stronger, smarter, richer,
And humanity gives medal and applause to the winner.
Aren't we all in that same boat?
On this same Earth we all want to cut the others throat.
Why can't we live in Peace, Harmony and Respect?
Why don't I start with myself, with my very own self respect?
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Taking Backward Moves To Make Excuses
There is no hidden desire I have,
To know what it is you think.
Or had thought!
Or the process used by you,
To generate comprehension.
I am not in doubt nor do I have questions.
However,
I will mention this for updating purposes...
Your beliefs,
Are clearly observed.
With your thoughts about yourself,
And environment not kept secret.
They surround you exposed like a bad habit.
And I know the difficulty of confronting issues,
After years of dealing with denial and addictions.
And being baited to debate the obvious,
With you or anyone else...
Would not do justice,
To a consciousness I've earned while yearning.
I've already learned the expense of my own ignorance.
Why should I reminisce in a wallowing away in visit with you?
To who's benefit would that foolishness prove?
And...
That is not a request for a response from you.
I think you perceive me as vulnerable!
I have chosen to move forward.
Taking backward moves to make excuses,
Are not, is not and will not be...
On my agenda!
To prove I can make mistakes...?
I've done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Understanding Me
Tie me down
And try to take samples for examples
You could never see
Walk on me
But watch where you're stomping
Walk with caution
You couldn't comprehend
Step inside and see
Justify
You could never see my life is
You could never be my life is
You will never try my life is
Understanding me
Understanding me
What do you know about me
Am I alive
Can I see
What's happening around me
Put me down
Without even speaking
Forever thinking
You couldn't understand
Step inside and see
Compromise
You could never see my life is
You could never be my life is
You will never try my life is
Understanding me
Understanding me
Step inside and see
Crucify
song performed by by Soil from Scars
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