It Takes An Absence
It takes an absence felt,
For many people to realize...
What and who in their lives,
Had provided them with a significance.
It takes an absence for an awakening to occur,
To stir up priorities with a reviewing...
Of what had topped their most wished list.
With a doing when one finally gets around to it.
It takes an absence missed with a remorse that sits,
For the ones who had been taken for granted...
Now 'suddenly' appreciated for their contributions made.
Those who never mentioned,
Requests to receive an attention to them given.
And it takes an absence with attempts to replace,
A void that appears one no longer can face...
To fill a vacuum that had been once shared and enjoyed,
By those who frequently were thought to have annoyed.
Yes an absence teaches those lessons learned,
Thought by some to be preached when comments made...
Were believed to leave some ears to burn.
To remind the receiver what they have sometimes was given,
And not by them earned as believed.
It takes an absence missed when reminiscing...
Those perceived could be easily dismissed.
And absences that are often missed,
Are those wished could be returned with more thoughtfulness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Absence of Passion
There is an absence of passion.
Gone it is.
And a caring once felt...
Replaced.
Priorities have changed.
And so have those faces.
There is an absence of passion.
And not one excuse is presented or made.
A switch in devotion has moved in to stay.
Within one's heart.
With a protection of it that is defended.
When a passion known has become absent...
An explanation of its leaving,
Is the least thing on anyone's mind.
With time to give it in attempts to find.
And not to be discovered on a top ten list...
Of those things one wishes to pursue or renew.
And for some who had it...
Not a thing admitted to be missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Absence of life
In the absence of life..........
Sweet sexy summer in a
angelic wind,
coming from south in
no harm yet the
sky till feel absence
In the absence of life.........
if i lost my life
in pleasing man, please
remember my Achille's heel
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In the absence of life.........
indeed no life is absence
in anyway, except
the world is absence.
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Keeping Up Appearances
Darkness appears to be the absence of light
but absence of darkness is not light.
Misery appears to be the absence of happiness
but absence of misery is not happiness.
Isolation appears to be the absence of love
but absence of isolation is not love.
Ignorance appears to be the absence of knowledge
but absence of ignorance is not knowledge.
Being what we are simply means
coming out of what appears to be.
But being what we are cannot be dependant
on coming out of something we are not.
We have always been and will always be
what we are.
So, we are realised but
we don’t realise it yet?
Until we come out of what we are not
which is only an appearance.
There is a lot to this keeping up of appearances
and no effort in simply being…………
And ego said
“Whatever. What’s for lunch”
poem by David Taylor
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Absence
Absence is absence.
Yet silence without absence,
Can still be felt not to miss.
And makes no difference,
Who prefabricates it....
To claim it their own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Ant Gets Attention
In absence of an elephant,
In absence of an antelope
And in absence of an earthworm,
Even an ant will capture your eyes.
With cleavage hidden, belly screened,
Without sleeveless or low back blouse,
A woman can still get a man’s notice
With her face, ears, nape and lock
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I was court-martialled in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
quote by Brendan Francis Behan
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When I came back to Dublin I was courtmartialed in my absence and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
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Tired of Being the One Stung
Some have no idea they are loved unconditionally.
They perceive themselves to be the honey,
To an addicted bee.
And when that bee takes flight...
The one who believed the honey 'had' would last,
Discovers too late in a self reflection...
'That' bee was the only one,
Who could supply the honey preferred and liked.
To leave the one left for a taste for some.
When a craving missed...
Abandons a dismissed appetite.
And nothing done,
By those pretending to be 'that' bee...
Could come to satisfy like the one,
Who flew the hive!
After getting tired of being the one stung.
And what had been unconditional,
Is wished to return to quench the taste.
But the one who knows what it takes...
Can no longer waste what is made,
On anyone who believes...
They've got the only hive around.
And 'that' bee wont flee!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I was court-martial in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
quote by Thomas Hardy
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Juggeling justice
In the absence of justice
we wrote a book of Law
In lack of a devine Equality
we built or society on flaw
For the Priviliged ones
This was a land of opportunity
But for any to cross its Borders
it was a cold system, without care for dignity
For although we hoped for a Better Future
and believed we were working for one
we kept the people that would make that possible
Constantly shut away from our sun.
In the absence of justice
we said 'every man on his own'
yet believed we still had the right
to others' lives and opportunities own
poem by Agnes Török
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There Will Be Substitutes
and for him to be alive for another year
he takes the substitutes for such absence
he justifies
this absence shall make my heart grow fonder
he looks at himself in the mirror
and feels the gloss of the glass on his face
the pain is there and it may subside a little bit
but it is there and it has always been there
and it will always be there
always
the substitutes heal the surface and makes a scar
the real pain inside keeps piercing
to the bottom
always and it has always been there
like a cancer of love always, always creeping, growing
there is no cure
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Imperfection From Absence
Send me a rose thorn for my love’s rejection
Or a rosebud for thy love’s confession
Ardent love sometimes shows picture of perfection
But the absence of your touch means less affection.
The gaiety brought by sweet amity
Altogether with cup of honesty
But despite your true love and your fidelity
The absence of your thought brings nothing but anxiety.
Notes from you were very few
To little for us to find our love anew
Absence they say makes the heart fonder
But truly, absence only makes our heart shatter.
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poem by Geraldine Fernandez
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How I Want You
Do you want me?
Why?
And most importantly...
How?
'Am I to make quick deliveries?
Donate.
And then leave?
Am I the one you had your eyes on,
All your life?
Or do you regard me as a chocolate bar?
Something you want to nibble and lick.
Finding within your mind a like you delight.
Or perhaps...
Something that doesn't prick your lips...
With venom if it isn't what your thought of it.
And the absence of it is an absence to forget.
Which is it?
Do you want me enough,
To put up with my stuff?
And...
How do you want it?
With tenderness...
Or do you like it rough?
Tough.
Insensitive and mean?
What is it with me you see differently? '
Do you want me?
Why?
And most importantly...
How?
'Well...
If it has not been observed by you,
Yet!
What that is standing up,
Damn near to my chest.
Or,
How I want you.
And the 'why' in my eyes,
Have not made it clear...
They are trying with a struggle,
Not to pounce out from a hiding...
In the crevices of my mind.
Ready to declare this a begging scene.
Then...
You have missed 'your' dream.
However...
PLEASE do not interfere with mine!
As you analyze the How and Why of this...
Already taking too long! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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After Aquinas
Evil is an absence:
The absence of good.
One cannot say that good is the absence of evil,
Any more than that light is the absence of darkness.
For darkness is the absence of light
And is utterly subsumed by it
As evil is by good.
poem by David Mitchell
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Fellow!
You were not here since long
I missed the dance of words
The sweetness of your song,
The thought we always shared
The jokes we always made
The sense, you always cared
Your friendship is endowment
Your words have healing power
They lift me every moment
Your absence was a lost,
And needed you around
That too on every cost.
poem by Jahan zaib
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Most of what matters in your life takes place in your absence.
quote by Salman Rushdie
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Helped to Pack
It is said absence makes the heart grow fonder!
Some experience amnesia during these times,
And not only have been found in states of euphoria...
But hoping that the absence produced,
Creates a disappearing act!
And the one who sought to leave...
Never comes back!
Whoever coined that phrase,
About the absence of hearts and lonely days!
Never awakened against a slab of ice.
Or kneed in the groin,
By someone who has no depth going on!
And nothing to share...
But a blank thoughtless stare!
Someone like that...
Is often helped to pack!
Especially after many years,
Of being denied human contact!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Absence Has Made My Heart Grow Fonder
No matter what those arguments.
Or the exchanging of a bitterness meant.
Without you in my life,
I've spent...
Countless hours fighting against,
Those moments I felt such an emptiness.
Knowing...
Your absence has made my heart grow fonder.
No matter if it is pouring rain,
I can't help but remember...
Your laughter that still remains.
And even though when living together,
That smile of yours would seldom show.
I know...
Your absence,
Has made my heart grow fonder.
And always will I remember when,
You walked out the door!
And I was left relieved,
As if blown with a fresh wind...
To begin my life without you again!
To experience complete happiness,
I had not known since way back when.
And one that has stayed to comfort me.
Yes...
I can certainly say without regrets,
Your absence has made my heart grow fonder!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One’s presence immaterial
In your absence, in absence
of rejection, I felt not lonely.
In your presence, by indifference,
You drive me out to be lonely.
30.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Discouragement is not the absence of adequacy but the absence of courage.
quote by Neal A. Maxwell
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