Initiator Of The Hit And Run
You!
Instigator.
Initiator of the hit and run,
With a lieing done...
To cover up,
Behind the convenience...
Of protective shadows.
Once you have left the scene...
To squeeze it completely,
Of any feeling for you left...
That will again extend a welcome.
You!
Dilutor of truth.
Misfit of deeds.
And deliverer of falsities exposed.
Enough to make a hypocrite freeze,
In disbelief...
After hearing the words you choose,
To describe your malicious intent...
As an innocent absence of clarity!
But in the midst of character assassination,
You are there to direct with effective deception.
You know exactly what you do and to who.
And whom to use too,
To carry forth the venom stung to sting...
Acknowledging which ears to pick that will listen,
To you flip flop your lips with a licking of a tongue.
You!
Instigator.
Initiator of the hit and run,
With a lieing done...
To cover up,
Behind the convenience...
Of protective shadows,
To do what you do best...
As you premeditate another way to dicreetly deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loop De Loop
(laughter)
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Have you ever been in airplane
When the flyin circus comes to town
Count your change
You can come and walk the wing with me
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop take away an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Peepin and a-hidin in and out of the cloud
The leader lost a hanky wavin down at the crowd
The barnstorm down but the rooster on the weather vane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop take away an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Huffin and a-puffin flyin high as she can
A patchwork quilt stretches over the land
Well toss and tumble and sail her right in to the sun
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop gotcha in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane
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(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
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(loop de loop flip flop flyin in an aeroplane)
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Ha ha
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Convenience
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
What you provided was not love.
What you provided,
Was a convenience to me.
A convenience to have someone there.
To hear breathing the air.
As if the company kept...
Communicated with chemistry.
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
It occurred to me,
To you I was just something to do.
And that wasn't done,
Seriously.
Even together,
You preferred to play hide and seek.
And I discovered,
I want and need love.
And when you left that feeling stayed.
Then I knew what you gave,
Was not love.
But a game to be played.
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
What you provided was not love.
What you provided,
Was a convenience to me.
A convenience that eventually,
Faded.
After the quick and ease of preparation,
Left immediately upon its release.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(No More) Love At Your Convenience
Your childish game is over now.
Lost your power over night some how.
Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I'm telling you tonight's the night.
Close your mouth
Turn off the light.
Pull me babe.
Pull me down closer on you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I really needed you.
I really needed you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Quit your tears and dry your eyes.
You know I hate to see you cry.
Don't you see,
Things gotta be what they got to.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Santas Got An Airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas hearts full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got a new toy
If youre up a little late on christmas eve this year
And youre waiting for that pudgy person to appear
Instead of the patter of tiny feet you will hear
cause loop de loop flip flop santas got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas hearts full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got a new toy
He skydives down to the chimney with ease
Parachutes a package to the whole family
Its santas air special delivery to under your tree
Oh, well, loop de loop flip flop santas got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas hearts full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got a new toy
Santa and rudy sittin at the controls
A buncha sleepy helpers waiting back at the pole
They know where they are cause they navigate by the stars!
cause loop de loop flip flop santas got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas hearts full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got a new toy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop flyin in an airplane
Loop de loop flip flop santas hearts full of joy
Loop de loop flip flop santas got a new toy
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
Loop de loop flip flop fly away
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Heat And Ice Could Together Dwell
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
Oh I can be arrogant and I can be rude.
I can be tempermental and give attitude too.
I can be distant and be cold as hell.
Even though I've never understood how heat and ice,
Could together dwell.
And that depends on what is done.
And if it is done with an intent.
If I am responding to a specific action,
Then what I choose to do is direct and meant.
I may come to feel it but never come to say,
How others feel about what I do...
They have a choice to accept or refuse,
If they choose.
But when I'm pushed to the limit I can freeze and steam.
With a melting to eventually thaw,
To become someone's manipulated putty!
Showing a protective crust although within a soften dough.
And I hate it when its known I just puff to blow smoke.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enclosed Within
So out of touch and numbed by bling,
Are those attached...
To images, symbols and material things.
And,
On the other side of a widening mind divide.
Sliding under what is believed,
Protective cloud cover.
It is as if exits have been closed.
And those who have escaped towards the light...
Can see clearly,
Without assistance or direction needed.
While those closed within,
Can not detect their points of view...
Continuing to dim.
There are too many of them,
Dancing in neglect and sweating expectedly...
In the corners of chosen dark shadows.
And they remain...
So out of touch.
And decisively free,
From reality.
A choice many sought successfully to seek.
With a love for scriptured darkness bought.
And preached with a delivery to suit acquired tastes.
So out of touch,
And numbed by bling.
Sliding,
Without denial...
Under what is believed,
Protective cloud cover.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Them It's Automatic
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
People lie out of habit,
Like a sport...
To play!
It is in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing to defy with denying.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
People lie out of habit,
And it's here to stay!
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing defying to deny,
They are lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Kid Must Be Out Of His Mind
Strong I've been for so long.
And no sense enough to run,
When threats would come...
To frighten others to fear,
Their own shadows.
And scuttle them into huddles,
That protected in a security bubble...
I just did not have at my convenience.
I seem to have sweated my insecurities away.
My legs would stiffen and my feet would freeze.
And I believe I turned my shock into blocks of defense...
Leaving any enemies to believe,
I remained behind as a decoy just to tease.
But...
No!
Strong I've been for so long.
And no sense enough to run,
When threats would come...
To frighten others to fear,
Their own shadows.
And scuttle them into huddles,
That protected in a security bubble...
I just did not have at my convenience.
And...
I couldn't move or limp away in a faint.
I just stood with my eyes closed,
With fists balled.
As I would listen to the predators say,
'This kid must be out of his mind.
Maybe he's blind?
Or just crazed.'
And then without warning,
I'd hear them mumble to then walk away.
~Oh yeah?
Yeah?
You better go!
You don't know 'Who' I know!
God...
I thank you so much! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rose Colored Glasses
Does it really matter,
How impressive a demon is dressed?
A demon is a demon.
No matter how fashionable the deception.
Or from which side of the mouth one speaks,
To bare flawless teeth.
Listen with open ears.
And cover up that tender heart.
A demon will always flip flop excuses to exchange.
And take off those damn rose colored glasses.
They may give you an image,
But do absolutely nothing for your brain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Concealment And Covering
you conceal so many things
for so many reasons
you cover them
for so many ratiocinations
you cover you cup of coffee
so it may not get cold that easily
in the same manner you cover your cooking pot
so it may get hot earlier and at least fuel
you cover your ears perhaps because there's so much noise
you cover your head because it may be so hot or there may be rain
you cover your book to protect it from stains
you cover your furnitures because there is so much dust
you cover your body, your heart, your mind
for so many reasons
to each his own because we want to survive we want to live
we want to be just left to ourselves in our chosen privacies
no one has ever said that survival is a crime, a sin, a wrong,
it is the most fitting thing to do, and you must do it too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXXVI: Cover
We cover bitterness with satyr
We cover sadness with smile
We cover happiness with tears
We cover pride with stubbornness
We cover anger with jokes
We cover grudge with loyalty
We cover love with play
We cover lust with generosity
We cover sorrow with toughness
We cover ambition with hard work
We cover hope with pessimism
We cover fear with deniable
We cover dream with horror
We cover shame with sarcasm
We cover lone with rebellion
We cover clueless with boasting
We cover ignorance with invisibility
We cover truth with shadow
We cover trouble with distraction
We cover envy with humiliation
We cover lie with innocence
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It Is Poetic And Prophetic
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'I see the holes in shoes.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Those shoes have not been used.
Since many are afraid of walking.
But talk about nonsense,
They choose to do.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
It could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Lips flap flip flop so much.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Flipping lips lick ears to touch,
With venom spiced and nothing nice to say...
Yet quick to pick from empty pockets.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
'Woe goes the mogul to spend from thieving.
Wishing to steal more.
To take and not to give.
Or...
Sympathize with those begging.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'I see the holes in shoes.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Many Secrets
I try not to show them my pain
to not keep secrets
from everything
if they want the truth
then the truth is
most of my life is a lie
and they all know it
but I just can't prove it
everytime I try
they say i'm lieing
and should be telling them the truth
when i am telling the truth
but not all of it, they can't know everything
because if they did
they would want to know if I was lieing
but I wouldn't be, they just can't understand
how much pain one person can really go through at once
poem by Danielle Bennett
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Amazing Those Possibilities Uncovered
How do I deal with my issues?
Head on.
That's easy for me.
And cost effective.
Than to pretend my life is free...
Of obstacles.
In some sort of protective net.
Hidden as if I can be selective.
As if my life is free of taking risks.
Only to expose those 'risks' taken,
As if they are preferred friends.
Later to discover I had been dismissed.
To start a long journey all over again.
And I've never been close to deception.
I've learned to inspect every step I take.
To reveal to myself what is real and what is fake.
Nor do I live with delusions.
I use to welcome them with a wish to want more.
But I've found that too high of a price to pay.
And today...
Seeing things as they are,
Has shorten my need...
To make long acceptance speeches.
With impressions of my abilities.
Eyes would widen in disbelief.
And,
Since I do not receive those invitations anymore...
No one has a clue or an idea,
How much that has been a relief.
And none of that did I had to beg or borrow.
Or seek approval from anyone,
To choose my own atmosphere...
With fresh air to deeply breathe.
Acknowledging the significance of the Sun.
It is amazing what dealing with one's own issues,
Can bring.
It is amazing those possibilities uncovered one sees,
In the welcoming that restores a mind set free.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For the Sake of Convenience
For the sake of convenience, we ignore
The epidemic of impertinence.
We don't abnegate from what we adore
For the sake of convenience.
We are taught to be obsessed. We have been
Educated by a standardized test,
That insinuates choice cannot happen.
We are taught be obsessed.
We distract our weary minds with the news,
Believing a culture that is designed—
Culture to consume in a single-use.
We distract our weary minds.
We learn what we are told—that we must
Cover any fresh perspective with mold.
For the sake of convenience, we have trust.
We learn what we are told.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Sensations Invented
It is so clear,
What is here!
What is near,
And appears.
Regardless of those,
Who choose to listen...
With opened ears.
It is apparent,
As the feeling in one's fingertips.
Even if some are numb to these senses...
The implementation done,
Has been imprinted.
Without effective lament.
Sensations invented,
Are meant to be left as sentiments.
Emotions within to mend with a willingness...
Are absent of attention.
At least hints intended,
Are not given to them.
It is so clear,
What is here!
What is near,
And reappears.
Regardless of those,
Who choose to listen...
With opened ears.
It is apparent,
As the feeling in one's fingertips.
Even if some are numb to these senses...
The implementation done,
Has been imprinted.
Without effective lament.
And we,
The people...
Receive beliefs under steeples.
Although through a peephole we peek.
To behold as told!
With full comrepension,
We desperately seek.
Prisoners of limited knowledge told.
To live with wishes to fulfill.
But then to become victims,
To that which we do not know!
It is so clear,
What is here!
What is near,
And appears.
Regardless of those,
Who choose to listen...
With opened ears.
Dismissing an acceptance,
That could be generated but disappears.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hater
Chorus
Look at the way she dress
Why ya new girl's a mess
See that I was the best
And now you callin' me a hater
Instigator
But I'ma do what I do
To break up the two of you
How come we didn't work
What's so different 'bout her
It's plain to see that I'm hurt
And I don't care if I'm a hater
Instigator
But I'ma do what I do
To break up the two of you
Verse 1
I saw you with your girl
She ain't your type
Your dissin' me for her
And that ain't right
You need to let her go
'Cause I hear the chick is just a hoe
song performed by by Isyss from The way we do
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I was born free...! ! ! ! ! !
It’s futile to waste energy,
Don’t try to tempt me
With that plea
In your eyes.
I am done with
Emotional entanglements.
I am bankrupt,
And have nothing left
To make fresh investment.
I want to start afresh,
Open a new ledger book.
And maintain
My balance sheet.
I make deposits
By nurturing myself,
And allow none to
Make withdrawals.
I feel trapped,
Like an insect
In a spider’s silken web;
Suffocated, afraid
Of a protracted death and
Wish could inject venom in me.
A life time
Of social conditioning,
And rules others made
For me
Left no scope for freedom
Of choice.
Now, feeling free
I have time only
For an affair with life…
On my terms
Accountable to none
But myself.
Rules I make or break
Not for someone’s
Convenience.
Misery loves company.
But I choose to go alone,
For I Don’t wallow
In self pity.
I see immense possibilities
And reasons to be happy
And blissful
for I am
in Divine company.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Child Prodigy
If I can accept that you are 48.
Why can't you accept I was born in 1967?
'But we both graduated from high school in 1965! '
AND...
Your point is WHAT?
'What you are declaring is impossible.'
HOW?
I can not help that I was a child prodigy,
And was issued a diploma...
Two years before my birth.
One of us is lieing and has a lapse of memory.
In fact...
When I attended the 10th high school reunion,
In '75...
I was 'still' shedding my baby teeth.
Many of my 'old' classmates could not remember me.
Because I was looking too young.
'Why are you lieing? '
Me? Lieing?
I am appalled!
And why are you jealous?
I can not help that I am gifted with talents.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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