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If You Are Not Feeling It

Do you have it in yourself to achieve?

Are you bothered by listening and discipline?
Does either one of them or both...
Make you cringe?
Especially when someone experienced,
Tells you over and over again...
Those are the two key elements to success.

And you regard criticisms, advice and suggestions...
As being offensive to your sensitivities?
Plus you rather socialize than to sacrifice your time,
To do anything that prioritizes...
What you claim to have love and interest to do.
And there is no loyalty or devotion applied?
Where is your passion?

Do 'I' think you have it in yourself to achieve?
That's the question you did ask me,
Right?
Well...
You have none of that of which I just mentioned.

Was that a trick question?
Or did you just want to see me laugh?
And why would you ask me,
A question like that in the first place?

If you are not feeling it...
What makes you believe that I can feel 'that',
Coming from you?
Stop seeking attention.
Stop seeking acceptance.
Start...
Believing in yourself and your abilities,
And you will never have to ask me...
Or anyone else,
A question like that again.
Now get out of my face.
You're wasting 'my' time.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doing Their Best To Achieve

What advice would you give,
To anyone seeking with a wish...
To become successful.

'That's a difficult question.
I really don't know.
And advice?
I am no authority to be giving advice,
To anyone.'

Okay.
What would you say about those,
Who have given their support...
To the ones who do become successful.

'Few people know,
From the beginning who will become successful.
However...
I will say this,
It depends on the enviorment one lives in.

If one hears over and over again,
That they need to leave an enviornment...
In which people are not accustomed,
To those wishing to achieve success...
There will be many people there believing themselves,
Limited in mind and insecure.

And many will berate anyone choosing to think...
They can do something else with their lives,
Than wasting their time talking about others...
Doing their best to achieve.

And achievement takes work, discipline, devotion and sacrifice.
With a getting of very little sleep,
Those unaware would never accept to believe.'

Do you believe you are successful?

'Extremely.
I was born with the ability to ignore naysayers.
Especially those hiding their insecurities,
To make excuses to dump their self hatred on others.
And people like that I have known all my life.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Me Neither!

Would you be convinced,
Someone who had spent decades...
Providing evidence to others,
With a making of logical sense...
That a way to achieve bona fided success,
Seen without question...
Came with a dedicated implementation,
Of motivation, discipline and the giving of respect?

And these same people,
Who just yesterday...
Are today embracing reality,
With a newly acquired consciousness.
Would you be convinced of this?

'Well, I...uh...? '

Me neither!
That kind of reality coming to many overnight,
Would be too frightening for anyone to fathom.

'It, it..well...I..I...'

Relax.
It's not going to happen.
My question was hypothetical.
Calm down.
There is no need to break out into a sweat.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The only question to ask yourself is, how much are you willing to sacrifice to achieve this success?

quote by Larry Flynt
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There is no such thing as an unreasonable question, or a silly question, or a frivolous question, or a waste-of-time question. It's your life, and you've got to get these answers.

quote by Marcia Wallace
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We never stop investigating. We are never satisfied that we know enough to get by. Every question we answer leads on to another question. This has become the greatest survival trick of our species.

quote by Desmond Morris
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His Answer To My Question Was A Question

His answer to my question
Was a question
My answer to his reply
Was returned
With another question
The game of
Answering and asking
Questions
Did not end
Till I questioned
The very motive
Of our conversation
We came to the conclusion
How to pass time?
Was the biggest question
Asking questions
And creating confusion
Was the answer
So we passed our time
Asking and answering questions
The question now is
Whether we did right or wrong?
The answer is
Why ask a useless question?

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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13 Question Method

(chuck berry)
Now, the thirteen question method is the one to use
Listen to me!
Thirteen question method is the one to use
Im saying that the thirteen question method is the one you gotta use
If you wanna have some fun
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
Uhn!
Question number one: you wanna have fun, uh hun
Question number two: what to do ?
Lets see!
Question number three: wanna go out and eat burger with me ?
God almighty!
For the thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the question number five: dont give me no jive this morning
Question number six: dont try no tricks, this evening
Question number seven: Ill pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby
And question number eight: its a date
Thats question number nine: where to dine, this evening ?
Question number ten: ah, can we get in ?
Question number eleven: gonna be just like heaven ?
God almighty!
Question number twelve: we get by ourselves ?
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
And she says ah...
She says...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna have some fun
cause the...

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Thousand Fold

(j. buckley)
I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of no, no.
I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no.
Long time gone.
I run to my hide out.
There aint a star born that brightens
More than you, you always should have known,
Ill illuminate your question,
Long time ago Id died and gone.
What has brought the question?
Time has brought the question.
Come and call the question, oh, oh, oh.
Here are the stars, same thing again
Over, over, over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over, over, over.

song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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A new question has arisen in modern man's mind, the question, namely, whether life is worth living... No sensible answer can be given to the question... because the question does not make any sense.

quote by Erich Fromm
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To Amuse At The Expense Of Wasted Time

Would these be betting odds,
That an asking of someone...
Who has done something in their life,
For more than 'sixty years'.
And approached to be questioned,
What they have been doing...
Since they were last seen ten years ago?

And that question has been asked,
By that same person rerpeatedly.
And the response is known.

What would be the likely odds,
That the person asked the question...
Would 'not' be doing,
What has become an obvious love...
For what that person does.

Should the one asking that same question,
Take a gamble and ask another question...
That would initiate a conversation,
Expressing a real interest?
And not just say the same thing to re-tread.

I maybe wrong about this,
But...
Leaving the person feeling a sense of being appreciated,
Would probably reveal a human being existing.
Instead of a novelty to amuse at the expense of wasted time.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am seeking that “titled”, LOVE…

I am seeking that SWEET LOVE, STAND UP FOR LOVE type of love, LOVERS & FRIENDS kind of love, that Trick love the kids love.
I stare in your brown eyes and wish I had that SEXY LOVE, LOVE IN A SPECIAL WAY love, HATE THAT I LOVE YOU love.
I want to be able to question myself and ask if this COULD BE LOVE.
I wanna make him scream and shout, that’s not a problem because MY LOVE IS LIKE WOAH, my LOVE IS INCREDIBLE, my LOVE DON’T LOVE NOBODY else except for him because ALL I WANT IS his LOVE. I bet he will never experience A LOVE LIKE THIS BEFORE.
I want us to MAKE GOOD LOVE.
I want to make love in the street, perhaps get some CADILLAC LOVE.
I want to make him the LOVE OF MY LIVE and let him know that my LOVE DON’T COST A THING.
I want our loving to combine and become that ONE LOVE, to also have a hot sweaty love like the CALIFORNIA LOVE.

I am seeking that SWEET LOVE, ILL MAKE LOVE TO YOU type of love, DON’T TAKE YOUR LOVE AWAY kind of love, that I’m in love with a stripper love.
I stare in your brown eyes and wish I had that STUDIO LOVE,
I want to be able to question HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE.
I wanna make him scream and shout, that’s not a problem because MY LOVE IS LIKE WOAH, my LOVE IS ALIVE. I bet he will never experience this special NO ORDINARY LOVE.
I want to MAKE GOOD L.O.L.O.L.O.L.O.V.E.
I want us to make LOVE IN THE ELEVATOR, to show that our LOVE IS EVERLASTING, continuous, it does not stop on any level.
I want to make him the LOVE AMONG THE RUINS and let him know that LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING.
I want our love to be stupid as if LOVE DON’T MAKE NO SENSE and to be an everlasting LOVE BY DAY, LOVE BY NIGHT

poem by EnVY Aaa
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Teacher as healer: an observation

Even before the question put,
they’re full of quiet attention; something
is already being listened to.. makes
that space, in which a question
may be floated on the air..

tentatively perhaps, or self-concerned,
the question’s put; and listened to;
perhaps with gentle nod of head;
a keen attention; even a half-smile:

you and they are meeting now
in the fullness of the heart, in
a place that’s fully shared:

the teacher, almost eager, so it seems,
to hear more of your truth;
to hear the truth of you.

And as the question nears its end,
the answer floats upon the air
as if it and the question are but one;

the answer gently given, as if
already shared; not given,
not received; but already shared;

(and I saw: each time they said
the words ‘it is’, their spine
relaxed into a greater straightness..)

Who can describe that unity of mind -
as joy in stillness; or the bliss of peace?
Somewhere in the world of name and form,
something has been healed;
wholeness has returned to wholeness;
perfection taken, and returned;

the teacher, too, is still;
gifts of grace have been exchanged.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Without blinking

Without blinking stare at an object
Tears roll and no question is there why.

On oily paper pens do not write
No question is there why.

Water through fissures not leaking
Ocean floor and there is no question why.

The question is there is no question to put why.

I am just obseving and observing
I can shot
The mute then show gut.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I am o.k. you are o.k.

‘I lost my pen’
‘Don’t worry, I shall get you one’
A child like question
And an expected parental reply.
I am o.k., you are o.k.

‘I lost my pen’
‘I know you will do only that’
Parent reply belied the question.
I am o.k. You are not o.k.

‘I lost my pen’
‘You can borrow from me’
A child-like question.
An adult like answer.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘Is the bus late?
‘Which bus comes in time?
An adult seeking an adult
But received a parent reply.
I am o.k. You are not.

‘Is the bus late? ’
‘Yes, heard only ten minutes’
Both responded as adults.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘Let us play hide and seek’
‘Yes, let me hide first’
A child sought from a child
And received it.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘Let us play hide and seek’
‘No, this is not the time’
The reply is parental
And belied the question.
I am o.k. You are not.

‘Let us play hide and seek’
‘Yes. Then we should read’
A child and an adult reaction
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘You should not smoke’
‘Yes. I shall cut it’
A parental question.
An adult reply.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘You should not smoke’
‘First, you cut your chewing’
A parental question
Seeking a child answer
But was belied.
I am o.k. You are not.

‘She should be taught a lesson’
‘ Yes, otherwise she will worsen’
A parent seeking a parent and got.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

‘I love you.’
‘I can’t forget you.’
Both are adult,
Expecting and receiving
As adults. I and you are o.k.

‘I love you’
‘Shh.. Others may watch”
A child’s reply to a child
Both are o.k.

‘I love you’
‘Bitch! Go to hell; I’ll report’
A parental reply, instead.
I am o.k. You are not.

‘I love you.’
‘I think you misunderstood.’
Both behaved as adults.
I am o.k. You are o.k.

You be the way you are expected.
You are then o.k. to others.
When others fail to be the way
You expected, you reason for it.
Others will be o.k. to you.
Then where is the individuality?
27.01.2000, Kottayam

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Question For Faith

Sometimes,
I question Faith.

Faith,
why aren't you working for me?
Am I working enough for you?
Where are you when I need you most?
What are you...exactly.

But the answers do not come

And I feel hopeless,
And I feel I have lost all faith,
But then I realize,
I have not lost faith
Because I chose to question it
Rather than to stop seeking it.

poem by Noemi Lee
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The question of feasibility, the question of cost, the question of including partners elsewhere in the world, the question of the effect of this project on arms agreements - all these issues are in discussion.

quote by Gerhard Schroder
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Question

Looking for question: have you got one?
Hungry for question: will you give one?

Looking for question
O Yeah
Looking for question
Because
God gives the answer.
God gives the answer
In so many ways!

That’s why
Looking for question
O Yeah
Searching for question.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Something With Expertise They Do

Many...
Keep their wishes and dreams...
As a matter of a focus kept.
In perspective and nourished.
With an unrelenting drive...
Applying discipline that they pride.
And most times without rest.

For anyone 'assuming'...
Sacrifice can be set aside,
Until one decides how much time is given...
To succeed with the achieving of success,
Should listen to those suggestions...
One with this disposition frequently gets.

With a going back to sleep!
Something with expertise they do.
And without question performed and done,
At their very best!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silence

[verse]
Take
Take till there's nothing
Nothing to turn to
Nothing when you get through
Won't you break
Scattered pieces of all I've been
Bowing to all I've been
Running to
Where are you?
Where are you?

[verse]
Did you leave me unbreakable?
You leave me frozen?
I've never felt so cold
I thought you were silent
And I thought you left me
For the wreckage and the waste
On an empty beach of faith
Was it true?

[chorus]
Cuz I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?

[verse]
Scream
Deeper I wanna scream
I want you to hear me
I want you to find me
Cuz I...I want to believe
But all I pray is wrong
And all I claim is gone

[chorus]
And I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?
Yeah....yeah
And where...I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

song performed by by Jars Of Clay from The Eleventh Hour
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The question whether we are loving God or the earthly Beloved "more" is not, so far as concerns our Christian duty, a question about the comparative intensity of two feelings. The real question is, which (when the alternative comes) do you serve, or choose, or put first? To which claim does your will, in the last resort, yield?

C.S. Lewis in The Four Loves
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