In Negotiation
Time does not come to us,
To face...
With a choice to erase,
What is disliked as we choose.
Some make attempts to do this...
With an encouragement that comes...
To do our best to replace the effects of it,
With a nip and tuck done.
For purposes to stun!
There is no such thing,
As eternal youth.
Although foolishness can come to stay...
Like a long lost relative,
One prays lovingly to God...
That the abrupt affect of this visit,
Would get the hint and go away.
Surprises dropped upon our doorsteps,
At these times...
Are regrettably unappreciated.
And aging isn't respected either,
As an accepted part of life.
Too many perceive the appearance of it...
Is more like a death sentence,
One wishes would take a quick flight or a hike!
It's like the act of taking something back.
Or a wish of this a possibility.
But undetermined is the one,
As to how this is done effectively.
And from what or whom...
In negotiation will agree,
The taking back of what has gone forward...
Will satisfy the laws of nature,
With the granting of fantasies.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Stages
First of all...
I know it's not just all about me.
Only in my mind I am told.
And that seems to be aging rapidly!
As a glowing youth...
Dims to be conquered,
By an aging truth!
Overnight it seems.
Although many may refuse to agree with me.
Those into appearances and physicalities!
I am not one to be talking about looks...
But let me say this,
No pages flipped through books
Prepares anyone for the stages of aging.
Or when to apply a night cheek lift!
To become disappointed with the results,
That sit unresisting to stay for a long visit!
Compliments on maintaining a youthfulness,
Stirs those in doubt about what is really meant...
By those unsolicited comments sent!
But pleased to get them without resentment.
There are those who may defy this process.
But when it noticibly starts...
A feeling of achievement begins to arrive,
Or a time gone by so quickly is realized!
Which gets many into denial fits!
Horrified that the time has come...
And that they too can not escape from this!
When a passing glance in a mirror,
Becomes a lingering stare...
What is seen is obvious.
And we all must become aware...
An aging has taken place,
To stay on one's face...
Not to go anywhere,
But to etch and trace.
Hopefully some allow...
And undergo with grace.
That's the reality of these stages we go through!
At least 'some' do.
The ones who are not moisturizing...
To rid a wrinkle,
Or two.
OR...
Those of us who make a fuss,
About a delayed aging process ordered...
Taking too long to come and is much overdue!
A special delivery was paid to insure a rush!
To subdue those lines that accrue...
With the stages of age some welcome unphased!
Praying this amazement of a quick aging,
Fades away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Taking It Back
I've been away so long I hardly knew the place
Its been too long since I've been gone
Just like a rolling stone I aint got no home
But my boys are back in town
It's been two long years since I've been on the run
From lawyers lovers monies and a lawmans son
You thought it was the last that you heard of me
But you better back up to catch up with me
Cause I'm livin in the fast lane
Speedin like a speed train
Just before I fall, just before I fall off the track
Taking it back
Im taking it back
Taking it back
You took it away took it away
All I can say is we're taking it back
Ive been away so long its good to see your face
Barkeep wont you buy me a round?
We'll raise a glass to the good times past
Then we'll dance this damn place down
Taking it back(Repeat 3x)
song performed by by Bon Jovi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Result of Your Creation
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor does a hint or clue,
Interest you.
Although it has come to confront...
You rather grunt in irritation.
Nothing about its appearance,
Stirs within you a contemplation to explore...
The origin.
You rather ignore it.
Just like everything you do that is done.
Everyone has begun to notice the crumbling...
Coming to do what has to be done that stuns,
But you!
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor do you wish to know,
It is what you reflect and your neglect
Has left it to grow!
To bring some to weep and many to sow.
Whether or not you accept it to harvest...
Does not affect the effectiveness of the trap.
And the setting of it,
Accepted or not is too damaging for you to take back!
Turn your head on that if you will.
But it is still a result of your creation!
A devastation of a planted ignorance...
You believed would bloom into fruit you would eat!
Like quick sales of stolen goods on urban streets!
Your mindlessness comes back to defeat you!
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor does a hint or clue,
Interest you.
Either you are too blind...
Or being ignorant is a desire you wish,
With a hope others will find in time!
And that time is not too far from your behind.
Unfortunately...
It is your mind that has come to find these times appealing!
With every denial you bring.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sing To My Wing
Smile baby its over soon
The sun will come and erase the moon
Your stars are bright when you let them shine
If only you could see you're not of this kind
You left your heart out in the rain
And pretended not to feel its pain
If I could I would, take you under my wing
But your song is not a song I wish to sing
If I leave you here and walk away
Will you follow me some other day?
I'm taking my time to walk to the sun
But baby you're crawling when you think you can run
I can't go much slower even though it isn't a race
I found a windmill to fly you to my embrace
But you found another sorrowful song to sing
So this is the reason I cannot take you under my wing
You're frightened and hopeless, for this I can see
But I cannot grasp you when you crawl from me
Look at yourself hanging over the edge
Walking and wondering, playing around with the ledge
You're song is loosing its once wonderful song
And you sit here wondering why I scream you're wrong
All it takes is simple step, forward or back
So choose this fate, its a choice you do not lack
You can take one forward and erase the song you sing
Or choose a step back and run under my wing.
poem by Lois doyle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Winner
If I listen to you then Im a winner,
If I take you at your word every day.
Theres nothing that can harm me Im a winner
All the way,
If I take notice of what the words tell me,
Its not too long before Im caught out in the
Rain
Youre the only one who can take me back again.
Taking me back, making me one with you,
Taking me back, making me new.
Taking me back, even when Ive been done
With you,
Taking me back, you keep pulling me through,
To the love that wont give up - with you
Im a winner
Here I am Im a winner
See my world turned it upside down,
Maybe know that Im nothing without you.
Got a brand new style of living with a
Motivation,
When I know my way losing my direction.
Thats when I get hurt with no one else to
Blame
Youre the only one who can heal me taking me
Back again.
Taking me back, making me one with you,
Taking me back, making me new.
Taking me back, even when Ive been done
With you,
Taking me back, you keep pulling me through,
To the love that wont give up here I am a
Winner
Here I am Im a winner.
If I listen to you then Im a winner,
If I take you at your word every day.
Theres nothing that can harm me Im a
Winner all the way,
Taking me back, making me one with you,
Taking me back, making me new.
Taking me back, even when Ive been done
With you,
Taking me back, you keep pulling me through,
To the love that wont give up.
You keep taking me back, making me one
With you,
Taking me back, making me new.
Taking me back, even when Ive been done
With you,
Taking me back, you keep pulling me through,
To the love that wont give up.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Too Comfortable A Passenger
You have come much too late,
To request from me to give to you...
What at one time,
Was thrown back in my face.
It is not that I am embittered.
Those days feeling that way,
From me have gone.
And like the passing of each season,
I'm not the one to linger with wishes,
That any season I might like...
Continues to go on.
That would be too selfish of me,
To believe something will wait...
Until I decided it was time to celebrate,
In the appreciation of it.
You have come much too late,
To request from me to give to you...
What at one time,
Was thrown back in my face.
However I will suggest,
You develop more pro-action...
With a learning to do that at your best.
And accept what to you has been given.
Instead of looking for something to impress.
Since this might eventually,
Address your attempts to catch...
A train that has already left the station.
And I have been made too comfortable a passenger,
To get off to satisfy a going back in time.
Even if that 'was' a possibility.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Until An Urgent Need Confessed
Everyone seems to request less government,
In their lives.
Until Mother Nature comes along to remind them,
Every aspect of their lives the government is present.
And has more of an affect than their closest relative,
Can apply with such effect to go unnoticed.
Or a friend now and then who may disappoint,
Until an urgent need confessed has been expressed.
And can not be avoided.
No matter who thinks a voting with a choice,
For them will make a difference.
'Why are they taking so long...
Without my needs being immediately addressed? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
If That's the Path You Are Waiting to Have Cleared
Why have you chosen to climb over those boulders?
And walk your way through the forest,
Instead of following along a trail that has been paved? !
'I chose this as 'my' path!
I wanted to experience...
Those obstacles at my own expense.
To learn and observe as much as I could see.
Without taking it for granted,
I could take advantage of an easier way for me.
And I have no regrets.
How about you? '
I've been waiting now for awhile.
They have discovered an enormous amount of debris,
On my path.
Are you coming 'back' from distances?
Or are you moving along on a journey?
'Well...
I am moving forward,
Hopefully.
There was once a clear path.
I saw some folks on it.
If that's the path you are waiting to have cleared...
To visit or stay...
Or fellowship near.
Best wishes, my 'brutha'.
You got a long wait!
Back there...
Folks like to stay in debate,
As to who should do what...
To get things done!
You should go.
You'll be welcomed and caught up in it,
Before you know it!
That's why I long decided to do my own 'thing'!
Stopping to discuss what action to take...
Is not on my agenda!
Go! Or wait...
Or whatever it is you do!
They will love you!
And they will not believe,
Just how naïve you are! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Saddled
No one consciously wishes to admit it.
Not publicly anyway.
That many today appear sane and normal.
While taking doses of medication,
That is difficult to detect...
When one is effectively expressing.
Yet hidden is a mind defective.
Mentally crippled and stressed.
Unnoticed but spilled from sick lips,
Are accusations against those innocent.
With wishes to dismiss their own afflictions...
Although seeking to be accepted openly,
While in the process of sharing...
Their saddled addictions.
And soliciting to do this...
As if everyone should agree!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
With Wishes To Live A Wholesome Life
One addicted,
To the foolishness...
Of someone else,
As if hooked to a need...
Deserves to be abused.
If...
This is excused.
No one is born to do this,
As if a prerequisite...
To live a wholesome life.
One with wishes to live a wholesome life,
Let's it known and quick...
Disrespect accepted,
They will have none of it.
Or tolerate its appearance when shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It Implies Not Looking Back
What a word...
Forward.
It implies not looking back.
Or getting too accustomed,
To that which is familiar and intact.
So many have been comforted,
By schedules made and keeping set dates.
With a scratching off from a menu decided,
To replace or hesitate to eventually procrastinate.
What a word...
Forward.
It implies not looking back.
Or getting too accustomed,
To that which is familiar and intact.
Even Mother Nature comes to assist with this movement.
With a shifting of Earth and turbulent winds.
Spinning storms called hurricanes,
From the shores of Africa that begin...
In vast waters referred to as the Atlantic Ocean.
And still there are those demanding entitlements,
With preferences prayed in a daily devotion.
As if they have rights to insist a life liked to live.
What a word...
Forward.
It implies not looking back.
Or getting too accustomed,
To that which is familiar and intact.
But...
Unfortunate are those who believe,
A moving back in time...
Is a choice to make as to who will lead,
Them away from truth...
To produce more delusions and fantasies!
What a word...
Forward.
It implies not looking back.
Or getting too accustomed,
To that which is familiar and intact.
And leaving behind many detached,
Who will never become attached to reality.
Moving forward is the change everyone will believe in,
Whether to embrace, accept or not.
We live to experience, grow to then distance,
From aged beliefs to advance to other adventures.
With a wisdom kept to keep to be reminisced but not lived,
Repeatedly to comfort our insecurities.
'I hate change.'
Me too.
I wish I had more dollars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Mine Again
I remember when you used to be mine
Way back when
I was too naive to love you right
But now if I only had the opportunity
I would do anything
Because my heart still believes
[chorus]
Maybe you could be mine again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Maybe we could bring it back to life
It's irrelevant to dwell on the past
I'm accountable for what went bad
And I mean that
But I keep on praying for another chance
Just to have you back
Cause I've grown
And I know how to be your everything
[chorus]
Maybe you could be mind again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Maybe we could bring it back to life
No, no it ain't over yet
I just can't accept the possibility
We weren't made for each other's arms
I know you're my destiny
We can't erase what was meant to be
Part of you and part of me
If we try one more time
Maybe somehow we'll survive
Maybe you could be mine again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Boy maybe we could bring it back
Maybe we could bring it back
Maybe we could bring it back to...
Life
Maybe you could be mine
song performed by by Mariah Carey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Shangri-La Hotel
A visit to Shangri-La Hotel,
To my lover's room;
A visit to Shangri-La Hotel,
Like the eyes of an elephant;
I want to be in everybody's shoes but,
My mind is bigger than my shoes.
Like a message to the blue bears,
Like amessage to the white bears,
Like a message to the black bears,
LIke a message to the brown bears,
Keep it clean and soft;
a simple life to the muse of love.
A visit to my lover's room,
I am always moving and i don't look back;
Forward ever!
A visit to my lover's room,
I am always moving without looking back;
Backwards never!
A visit to my lover's room,
I know my back could be crooked;
But, i always move on.
I will surely reach to the end one day,
Like a visit to Shangri-La Hotel;
Forward ever, backwards never.
There comes a time when all seems so lost but,
Don't give up on your dreams in this life;
Like a marriage in the rain,
I do have a lover to visit.
The visit of my lover's room is like,
A love song in the rain;
The visit to my lover's room is like,
To marry in the rain;
The visit to my lover's room is like,
To make love in the rain;
The visit to my lover's room is like,
To walk naked in the rain;
The visit to my lover's room is like,
To sing in the rain;
Life is like that at times and,
I have my mind on you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Aiding and Abetting
The right to live, the right to die
It’s my responsibility.
It is my choice or it should be
When life has lost all quality
I am in constant agony
There’s nothing else in life for me
What right have you to prevent me?
from dying with some dignity.
Why do you think I should endure
the agonies that death would cure.
The choice is mine and mine alone
and I have made my wishes known
Who gave you the right to say me nay.
To bid me that I have to stay
Are you prepared to take my place
and face the future that I face.
You have the right to your own view
but you are not entitled to.
Dictate to me what I should do.
Its long past time for a review.
Clarification of the law.
What the law is and what it’s for.
If I should choose the date and time
Of my demise is that a crime.
And if it’s not, assisting me.
Becoming an accessory.
Should not incur a penalty
but seems to do incredibly.
If suicide is not a crime
and is not apparently.
How can you justify the time.
Punishing those who have helped me..
31/07/2009
http: // blog.my space.com/poeticpiers
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Taking Back Her life
Watching the sea crash against the rocks
The tide coming in
Sitting there watching the sun go down
Awaiting a new life to begin
Taking back her life
Making it her own again
She needs time to make it right
Needs to see what’s real, needs more time to heal
Given time it’ll all be fine.
Had too many broken hearts
Taking their time to mend
Feeling bruised, emotional
Life passing her by again
Taking back her life
Making it her own again
She needs time to make it right
Needs to see what’s real, needs more time to heal
Given time it’ll all be fine.
poem by Alexia Miles
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
L o v e
Love can be right or wrong
Love can be short or long
Love is to love the idea of being in love
Love for me is irresistible and ceaseless in everyway
Oce in a lifetime special someone comes our way
One must know how to make it stay
One must learn to give more than taking
Observe before giving everything or taking anything
Valentine we have our own valentine that we value most
Vulnerable sometimes that’s what we are as lovers
Venerating someone possesses manners we detest is our nature
Veracity to each other is the key to stay stronger, together
Everlasting love is what we dream of
Encouragement love brought us
Every words we oath must be done
Each of us must bear in mind…..
”You don’t chose love, Love chose you”
poem by Nylezah Guiamad
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Truly, Madly, Deeply
(a. bell / v. clarke)
(woah...oh, woah...oh)
How ever hard they tried to hold you back,
So you were stronger.
If theres a slightest fray of hope,
Or glimmer in your eye.
Take another lover,
But I will get you in the end.
There will be no other lover, (take another lover)
I will say: I love you.
Love me madly, truly, deeply (I love you...take another lover)
Love me madly, truly, deeply (woah)
Take another lover,
But I will get you in the end.
There will be no other lover, (take another lover)
I will say: I love you.
Every night you live to satisfy
Your pains of hunger.
But as if your name were written out
In lies across the sky.
Take another lover,
But I will get you in the end.
There will be no other lover, (take another lover)
I will say: I love you.
Love me madly, truly, deeply (I love you...take another lover)
Love me madly, truly, deeply (woah)
Take another lover,
But I will get you in the end.
There will be no other lover, (take another lover)
I will say...
How ever hard they tried to hold you back,
So you were stronger.
Taking, no taking, taking, no taking,
Taking, no taking, taking no lover.
Taking, no taking, taking, no taking,
Taking, no taking, taking no lover.
song performed by by Erasure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Don't Worry
my secerts are coming out,
every lie gets bigger and bigger,
afraid of what people might find,
scares me to death,
i want one thing,
but what i want,
is not agreeable,
to die and ease the pain,
would you agree?
life gets hard take the easy way out.
wouldn't you do the same?
call me crazy,
you don't know me,
or what i go through,
it my choice,
to choose what i want,
back off,
i know what i want,
don't stop me,
i just want to go,
set me free,
from this pain and sarrow,
that left in this world,
wouldn't you agree?
i love you all,
but, my choice is almost made up,
just let me go i'll be fine.
Copyright © 2009
3-11-09
poem by Mona Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
How Many Times Have You Told Me That?
You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.
The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.
And I will say this,
About your version of the 'incident'.
And your need to have it accepted.
From a point of view you wish respected.
You need no longer to protect it.
Since it is obvious who between us,
Has been more affected.
So I will leave you to get some needed rest.
With any version that conflicts,
With the one that I witnessed.
And your attempts not to be involved in it...
Will be a matter between you,
And your deluded consciousness.
Do you see me?
'Of course I see you! '
Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?
'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '
You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.
The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.
Do you see me?
'Of course I see you! '
Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?
'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '
Oh,
I can be wrong.
How many times have you told me that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!