In Direct Opposition to What Is Correct
What support can be given to a stubbornness.
One that is in direct opposition,
To what is correct.
Many have chosen to sit on the side of regret.
Just for the effect of the sliding done they get.
And fixed to an opinion...
A brighter life experienced is an aspect,
Of a decision made in total blindness.
And yet...
A beneficial expectation,
Will hush and silence those who protest.
As a feast no one sees in darkness is enjoyed.
And at least this action increases their self importance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Spite of Opposition
If he has done nothing else...
He has reflected the aspirations,
Of those wishing to move forward.
In spite of opposition,
Of those in material bondage.
And those in subconscious slavery,
Who are still on their knees...
Praying to be accepted!
In spite of oppostion,
Of those who say he lacks experience.
Although he shows qualities,
They themselves have not yet shown.
He is a man of color...
And that they regret.
They rather show images of those of color...
As children needing diapers changed,
Because they are still 'wet'!
And they want this known.
If he has done nothing else...
He has reflected the aspirations,
Of those wishing to move forward.
In spite of opposition,
Of those in material bondage.
And those in subconscious slavery,
Who are still on their knees...
Praying to be accepted!
And he represents a time...
In which people in the right minds,
Seek an updated image...
Of what others rather see,
Enforcibly diminished!
But a darkness lifts...
To allow those to see,
Truth in reality they can believe.
In spite of opposition...
Conflicts existing,
Seem pointless to keep inflicting.
And the greed of it...
Reveals the minds of those sick,
Who insist to feast upon their wickedness to feed.
And in spite of opposition,
He proves he is the best choice to select...
And to lead.
Whatever he lacks...
He still over his opposition succeeds.
Leaving people to question:
'If he lacks experience...
Why have the people 'experienced' the mess,
His opposition who say they are more qualified...
Digress with such mess and wish for more of it to leave! ? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords: but, like all other pleasures immoderately enjoyed, the excesses of hope must be expiated by pain; and expectations improperly indulged must end in disappointment. If it be asked, what is the improper expectation which it is dangerous to indulge, experience will quickly answer, that it is such expectation as is dictated not by reason, but by desire; expectation raised, not by the common occurrences of life, but by the wants of the expectant; an expectation that requires the common course of things to be changed, and the general rules of action to be broken.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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That's The Problem
A wrong direction taken,
Does not correct itself...
Alone.
Or by accusations made.
If ones' refusal to self examine,
In a reflective sense not defended.
And take suggestions as criticisms to reject...
To interpret as envious interjections.
Well...
That's the problem.
An immediate introduction,
Of a stubbornness wished to be perceived as right...
Enters the picture.
With a blindness that heads one towards,
An encounter with disaster.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A beautiful aspect
What is beautiful aspect of life in general?
To be germ free by drinking water mineral?
To pass off peacefully and reaching the stage of funeral?
Or soldier reaching on top most post of General
Well, it is very difficult to define the true aspect
It matters most when you receive the honor and respect
Your life mission is fulfilled when you hear the words of praise
Rousing and tumultuous welcome despite the objection raised
This is all part of life one has to run in race
It is typical behavior and one has to face
You may face criticism even if cent percent correct
Middle path to be chosen for tactful handling and act
What is best course open in war front when faced with defeated army?
Annihilate them or allow them to have honorable exit or entry
It is weapon in the hands of brave to use it with great care
It may give tactical advantage where as enemy may stand no where
How do you feel satisfied with your own decision?
The though executed mutinously with precision
There may be slight hesitation in over powering the confusion
It may really help to reduce the tension and lead to diffusion
It is not necessary to remain aloof and watch across the fence
It is escapade tendency and increases the situation to be tense
It is best way to get loosely aligned and take active part
It will have tremendous effect and very good start
I used to wonder at the recent happening around
No sweetness or closeness in attitude I found
It may be possible that something new was taking round
It was painful to watch and does not seem to be sound
It is easy to change one’s self that to advise others
People may poke in your work and unnecessarily bother
It will lead to unwanted tension and create flutter
Why to create problem for self by opening shutter?
One should aim at sailing smoothly across the sea
Try to search shed for comfortable stay under tree
It is the right course of action to be followed
Let things swing in your favor and be allowed
It is not new order that has taken place all of sudden
It is wise course that has been adopted and taken
The result may be favorable and true to your liking
You may expect more in return instead of kicking
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Diplomacy
Why is it that you...
And others with your point of view,
Believe it is perfectly okay...
To re-appear as you please,
In the lives of those you have dismissed...
As being too direct with their candid honesty,
While making it an additional excuse for you...
To perceive the spoken truth as evil!
What makes you believe,
You and your unresolved issues...
Are sweetened treats,
You will tease others...
By keeping your headaches away.
Today...
People are living with a higher expectation,
To spend their time with others...
In the search for a higher consciousness.
You can decide to go in and out of hiding,
To protect your immature sensitivities...
For the rest of your life!
You can decide that priding your stubbornness,
Excites others into a frenzied curiousity...
To begin to question your whereabouts.
I wish to leave you with this comment made,
Your desire to keep revisiting a mental debilitating outlook...
Is on you!
And is a view only you and others delighting it explore.
But those who are seeking to open closed doors...
And remove locks from their uptight minds,
Are not trying to find ways to move around in darkness.
Many people today,
Are seeking to remove clouds from their visions.
And you apparently...
Will never see the importance to prioritize,
The connecting of those dots!
And yes,
You have taught me a lot...
About diplomacy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smearing
Reporting distortion,
And smearing one's name.
To gain and claim a personal fame...
Does not undo the shame of it.
Nor correct the affects that exists.
Arguments between classes,
To produce an opinion from the masses...
Is a fact of life,
For those who cling onto deceit and spite.
And delivers to the innocent,
Actions done without defense.
Whether edited to correct or not...
A suffering is experienced,
At one's expense to be expected not to stop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Uncertainties Ahead
There is now a darkness before me, a darkness filled with uncertainty,
Yet, the One who I am certain of, is my Lord God, Who reigns above;
Above me always, God resides, and in God’s Truth, my heart abides,
So my Lord forever lights my ways, even through these darkest days.
As dark and uncertain it may appear, the Lord my God is always near,
Truly walking by my side every day, as Christ leads me along the way,
Then as darkness seems to overtake, my life, my Lord God will make,
A way which sees me safely through, in ways that only God could do.
This present darkness, I face now, The Lord in Heaven just may allow,
To mold me as a believer to grow, or for reasons that I may not know,
Or allowed by God; a trial or a test, as He wants for me His very best,
So whatever reason this time I face, God will supply all needed Grace.
God is in total control of all my life, as I follow my Lord, Jesus Christ,
And in God’s Word it’s understood, everything happens for our good,
While unknowing what the outcome is, I am totally secure in being His,
And while in His hand safe and secure, through any trial I shall endure.
All my trials and the uncertainties, my Lord and God knows and sees,
And when that trial is dark as night, I am guided by my Savior’s Light,
It is God’s Love, not my endurance, that provides me total assurance,
And God’s overwhelming Peace, as that darkness begins to increase.
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In Opposition and Obstinate
In opposition and obstinate,
Are those who refuse reform...
To upset any progress of success.
They would rather let...
Their own mothers bleed to death,
Than to take one step forward...
Out of their present state,
Of an obvious darkness.
And why are those in opposition,
With an obstinate condition?
It is a control factor...
They see slipping away,
From greased palms dripping greed.
An economy no longer strong,
Or able to feed a known feast of gluttony...
Is gone.
And an acknowledgement of a desperate reform,
Has most wishing they can prolong,
The signs and affects of an approaching storm!
With the disregarding,
Of the lightening and rumbling thunder!
Unyielding they are...
Like a spoiled child fixed,
To a tantrum encouraged...
To leave those accustomed to it when it comes.
In beliefs what is done will go away if ignored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obscenities Triggered
I've made no pledge with no one,
To stay and remain on edge.
Or become upset,
As a sign to gratify someone's expectation.
To later regret obscenities triggered...
By a blurted thoughtlessness.
For purposes a fool made too late reconsiders.
Sitting on stoops made for fools,
Is no longer my ambition to prove I can do it!
I have,
However...
Taken steps to check myself.
And let what disturbs me,
Correct itself.
To leave those who bait reactions,
Find others who are easily heated to snap back.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Follow Your Dream.
This life is just an illusion, where we are stuck for the moment.
In the next we will be out of it, without any comment.
Rich or poor, we all have our problems what we have to work out,
Each of us is an his/her way alone, I have no doubt.
Problems, sufferings, even happiness are just fragments of the mind,
Some of us are pushy, some of us are timid, eventually our road will unwind.
Some says 'if I can do, you can do too' but this statement is untrue.
None has that same memories, life experiences, or same goals to pursue.
Each person tries to interpret life on the way as he hopes fulfillment,
Some is promising to give health, wealth & happiness in this moment.
Look around you how many found paradise or healing instantly now,
Just saying one word or following some advise about how.
It is very important to find a good friend or more, who gives moral support,
Gives a lending ear, agreeing with your decision, giving comfort.
Because your decision is the only one which counts for your resurrection
Life can became a constant fight when you are surrounded with opposition.
Don't listen for opposition, who just want to destroy your confidence,
Trust the highest wisdom within you to guide you with persistence.
So, follow your dreams, keep cool and most of all be fair to them all,
That is the only way you'll win someday, and you can always stand tall.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Whether Or Not You Are Honest With Me Now
You have allowed me to question your honesty,
For too long.
And for too long,
You have chosen to deceive.
Whether or not you are honest with me now,
Is not of an importance.
Not to me.
Nor will erase my apathy.
Or a priority that has increased,
To please my own needs.
With a total unconcerned,
About what it is you do.
Or caring less,
About what it is that is in the best of 'your' interest.
This is a fact.
Not an attitude.
For too long you have ignored my wellbeing.
With activities done by you to prove to me,
Your main objective,
Has been yourself.
And...
As times do change,
I have welcomed them.
You have allowed me to question your honesty,
For too long.
And for too long,
You have chosen to deceive.
Whether or not you are honest with me now,
Is not of an importance.
Not to me.
Nor will erase my apathy.
Or a priority that has increased,
To please my own needs.
I simply can not be stirred to excitement,
Over something that could have been shared...
By the both of us.
If you cared.
But you didn't.
And that...
You have made known as shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even Without You
perhaps i have to ask myself
why i mumble
like no other restless bee
that i can be
in the twilight years
of my life
do i refuse to see light?
have i fallen in love with my
own darkness?
do i wish the blindness of
wisdom?
is wisdom blind?
is there light at the end of this tunnel?
am i in this tunnel?
i am in a room with only one window
and it faces the road
where everyone passes tonight
this is the only passage to their homes
and they simply pass by here
i make no sound
when i open these windows
when i close them
repeatedly
perhaps i exist and they know it
perhaps they only have respect for my silence
perhaps i am to blame for all these
perhaps i have chosen silence
its golden sheen
its private space
i am thinking, and that is the most important thing that is happening
in all my life
even without you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Humiliations Are In The Avail
Humiliation is experienced
When not treated or heeded adequately,
When wishes ignored or requests turned down
Or when in receipt of a slight or a frown.
Humiliation is experienced,
In failure to meet expectation,
In foolishness from the action done
And in the deduction of the hidden.
Humiliation is unpredictable.
Failure, like success, is the part of the game.
The best way of dealing it is swallow it
And be cautious of such situation.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If It Makes You Feel Good
Whatever your favorite perception may be...
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.
Whatever it is that justifies your outlook,
And way of life.
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.
Whatever decision you make,
That defies acceptible logic.
That's great.
You chose a choice that was made.
And it was your decision.
Hey...
What can I say?
There's no need to place blame,
If a shame comes to be claimed.
Right?
I think it is wonderful to know what we do has been done,
Based upon our knowledge.
And not an impluse we chase.
I think it is wonderful to know what we do and choose...
Has nothing to do with stubbornness.
And more to do with an expertise we possess!
You chose a choice that was made.
And it was your decision.
Hey...
What can I say?
There's no need to place blame,
If a shame comes to be claimed.
Right?
Whatever it is that justifies your outlook,
And way of life.
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.
I think it is wonderful to know what we do has been done,
Based upon our knowledge.
And not an impluse we chase.
I think it is wonderful to know what we do and choose...
Has nothing to do with stubbornness.
And more to do with an expertise we possess!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Thoughtless Self-centeredness
Outwardly admitted,
And within inner circles met.
No one is going to say how they feel,
To intimidate what is politically correct.
People have their hatreds.
And they are socially in effect.
Only blocked visions of those blind...
Can not visually observe,
The denials and the disrespect.
Reflected within one's placed footsteps.
All of us are affected.
Whether or not we accept regret.
Decay has been and is on the rise.
Lies spoken will not keep them,
From eyes that are opened...
To divisions kept.
The causes for insecurities,
Will always be in the minds of those displeased.
To initiate mental diseases without remedies.
If humanity does not actively seek peace...
To inflict upon those defenseless to increase peace,
Seen weakening minds as it decreases.
Havoc and chaos will become a way of life.
For all who believe one rule is right.
Or one kind of bird should take flight...
From one tree to land on one soil selected.
Where one people rule as they please?
One God will make One Choice and none other.
And that's to do away with all One God has made...
To end it for 'ALL' that breathes,
Selfishly.
Foolishly.
And in thoughtless self centeredness.
Outwardly admitted,
And within inner circles met.
No one is going to say how they feel,
To intimidate what is politically correct.
And if those who should survive,
One day in their discussions in retrospect.
The perception of being politically correct,
Will be reviewed as a defective aspect...
To those who regard truth as a normal pursuit,
To preserve their peace.
After ignorance has ceased to flourish.
And those of consciousness have it outlawed.
To nourish One Humanity as intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spirit Guides
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
And as my daily affirmation,
I acknowledge my destination...
With you near,
Has brighter light.
In my mind your presence has been cleared.
No struggles do I endear,
With you here.
With you near.
Spirit Guides assigned to my life...
My eyesight 'sees',
But does not invite nor is chased by fear.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live I Did and Still Do
Wrong I may have been,
When decisions then were made.
From a past I believed to live right,
As I perceived my life to be.
As was lived cautiously,
With a thoughtful insight...
Kept protectively within me.
But I will not fight against,
Those who hold...
Old and fixed defenses.
With an irreplaceable stubbornness.
As if mistakes I've made,
I have not learned from and still exist.
Wrong I may have been,
When decidions then were made.
But back then when I made them,
Living my life...
Whether others felt I was wrong or right,
Live I did.
And still do to improve.
Excuses made for what I've done...
Will not change a thing for anyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Undesirable But Required
If a stubbornness kept,
Has led one...
With a back up against a brick wall?
Hopefully the humiliation is what's needed,
To get those eyeballs in that head...
Stretched as wide as possible.
Clarity in most cases,
Has to be experienced and delivered...
As a customized occurrence,
Personally felt to get full effect.
And needing no further explanation,
To achieve an undesirable but required end result.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Repairing What Needed To Be Fixed
When something clearly ends...
There is no need to try to revive it.
That action should have taken place...
Long before an ending,
Had an invitation to be faced.
Warnings are given.
And with them come denial.
Instead of repairing what needed to be fixed...
A relationship is put on a mental trial.
There is no need for this...
If reality is at risk.
When something clearly ends...
There is no need to try to revive it.
That action should have taken place...
Long before an ending,
Had an invitation to be faced.
Many choose to sit in a hesitation waiting,
In a stubbornness debating.
Instead of making a choice to resist this...
As a repairing what needed to be fixed,
Is nixed!
And an invitation to end nonsense...
Is accepted without contemplating it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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