Instead of Being Derelict
We have come to offer.
Not equip to dissect.
Humanity is a blessing received.
Not to subject for reasons to reject.
A neglect respect reflects.
With a victimizing that affects,
All aspects of life.
To project with a focus,
Which way is right...
Does not feed everyone's appetite.
Nor makes a slumber done,
More fulfilling when someone...
Says they are able to do that better at night.
And 'who' are 'we' to come to offer?
An experiment.
A test.
With an insight given,
To honor and protect.
And the Creator of us all...
Is in a better position to correct.
IF we obey AND accept...
Instead of being derelict!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXVII: Storyteller
I only offer story
not the truth
I only offer fantasy
not the future
I only offer dream
not destiny
I only offer wish
not wisdom
I only offer memory
not the fact
I only offer chance
not miracle
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A rigid stand
You can’t experience certain things unless you strive
It remains dead process unless you revive
It might ahve beeen delayed because of rigid stand
It is altogether unwarranted and diffreant trend
Nothing can go right as per simple logic
It has sound reasons with good basic
You got to compromise on certain aspects
It draws you in success with respect
It can lead you no where if you have only one composition
You got to deviate from your stated position
It is no good to follow rigid and uncompromised attitude
It may send you in isolation and solitude
You must come to the terms for solution
It is good to have principle and resolution
It can’t work in all the conditions
This forces you to believe in superstitions
It may not harm you in any way
It will not take you far away
You mayhave clear insight to follow the trend
It will definitely have some logical end
Try to act in uncompromised manner
This can be understood by even beginner
There is certain level where you must leave
It wise to follow correctly and believe
You may be appreciated for principled approach
Privately they may may condemn move as such
They will critcise it as unpracticable and rigid
It may offer no solution or offer you any lead
It has helped nobody
It has landed in trouble everybody
People may secretly laugh at your reversal
You may not withdraw and ask any addressal
It is good to follow
But in practice it doesn’t allow
It must have practical answer
This can be understood only by fewer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love An Ideal
Love is not romantic feeling, love is an ideal,
a dream - unhappy relations are based on
dependency, happy relations on self-
esteem, respect and dignity
You base your happiness on work and sacrifice
ignoring your need for freedom and joy, such
self-sacrifice without appreciation makes you
feel alone and confused, does not teach
How to develop an attitude that commands
respect - love as noble aspiration and ideal,
joy and integrity has to be learned, love
does not derive from what we look upon
Love is a perspective, an ability to project
beautiful aspects on things - service does
not beget love and harmony; I cannot
accept the same emotional abuse
You are used to; I offer you my sisterly love
as affection, not exploitation - will spoil you
as a beloved sister, NOT as dependent or
helper, I love you because you are worthy
I honour your dignity and abhor it when
others don’t honour you also; I love you
within the perspective of a wonderful
sister just as you are…
[For Elreza]
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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An Innovative Approach to Reality TV
Their neglect created the sinking of the ship!
Now they wish to offer solutions?
How about getting out the kitchen?
And as far away as possible,
From anything that remotely identifies...
With cooking.
Or making suggestions to manipulate the menu.
Ban them for enacting the process of breathing.
That would suffice any solution they offer!
Unless...
Their devastations created have been done for giggles.
And soon to be test marketed as an innovative approach,
To reality tv?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just As You Are (Rev.)
Love isn’t idyllic tender romance, it is an ideal,
a dream; while unhappy relations are built
on dependency, happy relations associate
self-esteem, respect and dignity
Your happiness derives from work and sacrifice
ignoring needs for deference, freedom and joy,
such self-sacrifice without appreciation makes
you feel alone and confused, does not teach
Manners commanding respect; love ideally
as noble aspirations, joy and integrity has to
be learned, it does not derive glibly from
what we covetously look upon
Love is a perspective, an ability to project on
all things beautiful aspects; service does not
beget love and harmony; I cannot accept the
same emotional abuse you are used to
I offer you my sisterly love as affection, not an
exploitation, will spoil you rotten as a beloved
sister, NOT as dependent or helper, I love
you because you are worthy
I honour your dignity and abhor it when
others don’t honour you too; I love you
within the perspective of a wonderful
sister – just as you are…
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Just Be You And Do
My mother reflected my purpose best,
When to me she said...
'See it for what it is to accept or reject.
Wasting time to inspect and dissect,
Does nothing for you or what I expect.
Just be you and 'do'.
You will forget finding reasons to be upset.
Just be you and 'do'.
Leave the rest to make sense to you,
When and 'if' the importance of it should happen.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Choice
The being who created me.
Saw fit to grant me liberty.
I have no faith in pompous priests.
Who say all men are just brute beasts.
Who must be coerced to obey.
The rules laid down by God they say.
They claim divine authority
And say that they can guarantee.
A place in paradise for you.
But only if you're willing to.
Accept their version of the truth
Although they offer you no proof.
I may be wrong but I refuse.
I totally reject their views.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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No sir
It is nice to be addressed as sir
It adds to glory with different color
Person feels proud with achievement
Nice to rejoice with happy moments
Generally we give respected to aged persons
It has some feeling with reasons
We have parents at home and reminds of their presence
We respect any one when see them at once
It has remained tradition to accord honor
Either with excellence in field
Or some high position held
It is traditional to be known as specialist in the field
Let people honor your age
It is token gesture on page
What else they can offer?
As they have seen you rise and suffer
Not age only grants you respect
Even though that has been given to you in fact
People see in your a great strength
Take as much advantage as possible before death
So let them have opportunity to address
See the smile and honor on your face
To morrow they may take pride in having you as sir
As the time, days and even may pass the years
It is humbleness on the part of person to fee odd
When addressed often as sir or to that high of god
It takes away closeness from the known people
So it is preferred to remain free from any trouble
It is good when someone is placed at the top
There should not be any attempt to stop
Let people feel proud of a person who is one among them
To be known as diamond and priceless gem
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Whatever It May Be that Affects
What,
Ever it may be that affects...
You have it in yourself,
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
A loneliness you wish to rid!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Emotions breeding to feed on fears!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Heartbreak that can not escape the aching.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
You gave to it now from you erase it!
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life We Live Is The Blessing
Give!
Do not worry about the getting.
Offer!
The life we live is the blessing.
To acknowledge this...
Invites gifts received.
Like happiness unwrapped,
From its package.
At twice the price one pays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you.
From A Faked Surface
My love is complete!
I do not offer pieces of it to please.
What is felt is spoken.
And the affect of it given,
Is not my purpose or intent...
To disrespect or offend.
And...
If my love is received that way,
What I am given in return...
Has to be crumbs conveniently scraped,
From a faked surface.
To be eventually dismissed.
My love is complete!
I do not offer pieces of it to please.
If that is what you are accustomed to doing...
You will not know true love with me.
When I give it,
It is with all that I have...
Blemishes, flaws and regrettable moods.
To correct...
But never to hide.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tell Them Anything To Believe!
Tell them anything to believe!
That kept policy of philosophy,
Remains as the chief cohesive reason...
Why too many can not accept,
A life they perceived to be denied...
Of an integrity wished from others.
With a wanting of it from them to get.
But learn they have been duped by lies.
Tell them anything to believe!
And those who have done this,
Today have their regrets to express.
If people are led to discover,
They no longer should and can respect...
What is there left to protect or expect,
From those giving their best but find themselves...
Totally disregarded and taken for granted to neglect.
And those who have chosen to tell folks anything,
But what is correct...
Eventually find they are without a purpose.
Since nothing which is meant to convince to be heard...
Becomes regarded as worthless and a waste of words.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Respect
Respect,
Always everybody looking for some
Respect,
Who do you think youre gonna get it from
Respect,
Anybody here deserving of none
Respect,
Tell me what makes you think
Youre not the one
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
No respect, no respect none
Respect,
Why be concerned with
Public adulation
Respect,
Pat on the back crying
For attention
Respect,
Finding out what it really
Means to me
Respect,
Honor comes only after
Humility
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The Creator's Tests
A boldness to live escapes them.
Afraid to offend they are.
A fantasized existence is persisted,
And subdues.
A truth eludes their presence.
In an unhappiness they reflect.
Too much of it has confused.
A stubbornness has created their mental illness!
A truth within them is abused.
A deluded frame of mind they protect.
As if this is not revealed and viewed.
And they pray to God to keep their visions.
But what God decides they neglect!
They wish God to listen to them and their desires.
But they give Him no respect.
They choose to keep their eyes closed tight.
Hoping a miracle will come to remove their regret!
They want their insights to be classified as best.
Believing they are The Creator,
Instead of The Creator's tests!
They leech upon the Earth as pests.
And this they can not accept.
But they are.
We all are in this illusion!
This illusion is evolving.
It does not rest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free To Be Filthy
No regard or sign of respect.
Raised on material values...
And ideals they neglect.
Just for a dollar,
They have turned the world into a mess.
Free to be filthy.
And a scum achieved...
Has been their best effort yet!
Mongers of hate...
With absence of thought!
Taught by a society,
Seeped in delusions brought!
And yet they believe their lifestyles appeal!
As they trash humanity,
With an allowed zest and zeal!
Creeps and leechers...
Seeking attention they get!
Representing sleaze,
As a determined conquest!
And those who wished...
At a time,
To correct all of this...
Watch as bystanders,
Stepping over to avoid
All the crap that exists.
Others seem consciously accepting,
And so quick to digest...
Disgusting appearances,
With a filth nourished without protest!
And this diseased way of life...
Spreads like an uncurable cancer.
No opponent in battle is winning this fight!
Mindsets have been condoned,
To avoid any insight!
Fed on destruction.
To eliminate the good,
From lives no one wants to live as it should.
And 'threatened' by all,
That living right might ignite...
In goodwill, peace and brotherhood,
Feeding on this appetite.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A need to understand
A need to understand
We should be aware of what is happening around
We neglect sometimes and truth is never found
We see the things ourselves while making round
Making some gestures is only steps we find sound
Many disabled people find they want something more
We should see the reason behind and explore
They need some attention but still not enough
We need be kind with works and not look so rough
They are not sick mentally and seek attention
They are love hungry and want pet on back or mention
They look forward to you for special care
They want to know what and where they are?
Eyes rise up to see what you can offer
They are ready to forget how much they suffer?
Let us be kind enough to know their woes
Let us be real friends to them and not prove as foes
We may be doing lot of charities at home
We may often visit them and welcome
Do they really need only lip service or mere gesture?
Do they not see in our eyes their only future?
Children may sometimes wonder at our attitude?
They may not be in position to assess our gratitude
They look with pity and eagerly watch at our apathy
Is the token help that we can offer as sympathy?
They may be destitute and poor but helpless
No proper place in society and even jobless
Let us be little considerate and offer real belonging
It may last for ever and impact longing
They are part of healthy society
They are not less than any deity
We try to look generous but with scant respect
Still they want out soul to look beyond and introspect
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Released
There is one thing that is certain.
When people begin an association with honesty...
And a flirting with deception from them is dismissed,
To permanently leave.
Those unfamiliar with this uplifting transformation,
With a strength that is received.
Will choose to perceive this show of orderly decency,
As a weakness that depletes a deleting of courage.
Although it is a courage from them that has been released...
To be displayed as a courtesy and respect,
Others accept as a projection...
Of an addiction to weakness they reject.
With chaos and conflict in their minds to protect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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