Related quotes: I am asked often, To...

Just to Keep It Real!

I am asked often,
To express an opinion.
My point of view is solicited.
And when I give it...
I am disrespected.
Told I believe I am better than others.
And when I tell those who get on my nerves,
To kiss my ass!
They begin to see then,
I am familiar with their gutter ways.
But I don't embrace that BS...
Just to keep it real!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Related quotes

Without Thinking

I had been asked to give my opinion.
And expressed a reluctance to give it.
When my reluctance offended,
I went ahead to give my opinion...
Without thinking I would be challenged,
To defend it.
Or argue my right to express it.
Especially if requested.
That's why with lessons learned today,
I do not accept request to express my thoughts.
Whether they are solicited or not to convey.
With a keeping of my peace of mind addressed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Best Way To Avoid Misunderstandings

The best way to avoid misunderstandings,
Amongst those heated in debate...
In your presence.
Is to not be the one who is quick to volunteer,
A willingness to express maturity.
With a seeking to comprehend,
How a conflict initiated to begin.

Let those who choose to pointlessly argue,
With no resolve in view...
Continue.
And when asked to express an opinion to give,
Stare with a blank face in space.
As if you have not a clue why anyone would ask...
You,
Anything.

If that doesn't work,
Pretend you are looking for your house keys...
That you hold clearly to be seen,
In your hand.
Then do a quick exit,
The moment someone notices this...
With a bringing of it to your attention.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Doing What I Do For Too Long

Keep 'this' in mind.
I don't 'have' to express an opinion,
When asked.
I 'select' to give one.
Realizing this...
I don't have to give any at all.

And if I should elect to express it...
I am giving it to the one who asked!
Who they should share it with is their business.
That is 'why' I keep my opinions,
To a limit.

And embellishments done to my statements,
Are obvious for the creative exaggerations made.

I've been doing what I do for too long,
Not to recognize those who plagiarize!
And those who 'ask' for answers to questions...
Just for the purpose to initiate conflict!

They are the ones quick to disagree,
To any response I may give.
And this 'before' I give it,
Is known!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Can You Handle It?

YOU don't get it.
When I express my point of view...
From 'my' point of view!
You just don't get it.
When I voice my opinion
From a freed comprehension I've earned.
And in doing this I've learned
Seeking acceptance
Is like looking for a noun without a vowel.
I will say what comes to mind...
Since mine isn't closed to communication.
And there is nothing on vacation in my head!
Dead weight I'm not.
Nor am I trying to start or stop...
Whatever makes you tick!
If I'm with it I stay.
If not I split!
I am an adult!
Can you handle it?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Global Freedom Trending Point

make the comment
mark the thought
make it like you like it

marking thoughts
marking presence
marking opinion mind

to read or not to read
is not the point
point is to comment

point is opinion expressed
point is freedom of speech
point is feel free to express

importance is making the point
social spectrum compass point
global freedom trending point

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Opinions

Everyone has a different opinion
on just about everything.
Some say they like something,
and there will be others who don’t.
An opinion divided there.
It is just the same if you asked a dozen people
to describe something they had all seen.
You would end up
with a dozen different descriptions there.
No two people are alike,
each have a different point of view.
Some many like something
for different reasons than yours.
We all have to take account of this
throughout our daily lives.

13 February 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Without Offering An Opinion

All beliefs are valid.
At least that's what I like to believe.
Until a deduction to get one picture viewed is done.

But to take from someone else their belief,
To interpret it as your own,
Does not express from your point of view at all.

Your debate is to discredit what it is they say,
Without offering an opinion,
From your own mind to give.

UNLESS you are quicker to deduce a picture,
Without it being mentioned as a topic?
And many love to argue over assumptions to win...
Nothing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

I Told Myself

I told myself
You do love me
Is it really true?
She asked me

I told myself
You care for me
Are you really sure?
She asked me

I told myself
You do miss me
As often as you?
She asked me

I told myself
You need me too
Are you guessing?
She asked me

I told myself
You never tell me
Why on Earth?
She asked me

I told myself
You hide a lot…
Is that friendship?
She asked me

I told myself
You think too much
Does he not feel?
She asked me

Tell me, my love
What shall I say?
To all those queries
That she asked me...

How should I answer?
What should I ponder?
Tell me the truth
For she still asks me...

You For Me
And Me For You
Is it the Future?
One last Question
She did ask me.

I don’t have the answers
Yet she keeps asking me…
May be, she knows,
One day, one moment
You’ll let her know
How you feel for me...

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

To Get Done And With Competence

I don't intend to offend when I begin,
To write...
It just happens,
Within my scope of a life I define...
From my point of view.
And,
Hey...
This point of view is mine!
Today...
I am not selling congeniality.

Nor am I embittered with that kind of...
Mood swinging attitude,
Like some say I am since I do walk,
As if I've got swagger.
And not pulling myself,
Through a field of molasses.
You know...
Like the ones who humble themselves,
To be accepted while filling out a job application.
With their bowed heads and upturned eyes?
And their smile-on-cue demeanors.

I am respectful not a clown!
And I do not 'yes' my way through conversations.
If I have an opinion...
I might express it 'If' I am challenged,
To apply my experience and intelligence...
When communicating a seriousness left,
I wish to leave.

Although I have had my share of injustices.
Some blatant and some masked as if...
I am to understand my minority status,
As a declared human being.
And people who approach me that way,
Are left learning a few lessons.

'The world is a classroom.'
Whenever there is a need to be taught,
A few things about life.
Since I do enjoy delivering...
Some concepts of my own.

I don't often 'trip' like that!
And it does offend those who believe,
I should know my place!

And their place?
Not to get in my way...
If I am expected to perform a task,
To get done and with competence.
Which to 'them' and those like them...
Is another thing that offends.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Got Your Mind In The Gutter

Whats a man to do when hes bein acused
I hear you talkin its real bad news
Nothin happened with that girl last night
So baby wont you tell me why
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
Youre jumpin to conclusions and its plain to see
You got your mind in the gutter dont blame me
You say Im foolin round playin the field
Baby let me tell you its not big deal
No I aint gettin a little on the side
But I feel like a prisoner with both hands tied
You say you found a number on a matchbook in my coat
And lipstick smeared on my shirt
I hate to disappoint you and it scares me to death
That if your shovel aint full you just keep diggin up some dirt
Youve pushed me into a corner youve got my back to the wall
I stand accused of bein lome kind of liar
Hey I wouldnt those you down if you were on fire
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
Baby I keep those women far away from my skin
But since your minds in the gutter man I just cant win
I too her aside to give her my point of view
What you tryin to pull babe it just aint true
There should be a warnin up above your cage
Sayin dont feed the lion shes in a state of rage
How can I prove that Ive done nothin wrong
You know in your heart that youre all that I want
Youre all fired up just a little too tight
Now babe what can I tell you you just aint right
Aint got a bad reputation so why you tearin it down
Dont know what happened but your minds gone south
No I cant believe what comes out of your mouth
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
I know what youre sayin but it just aint true
Youve got your mind in the gutter baby shame on you
You say Im foolin round playin the field
Baby let me tell you its not big deal
No I aint gettin a little on the side
Baby what can I tell you you just aint right

song performed by by Europe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Kisses For You...

I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.

With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.

Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.

Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.

Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.

Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.

Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.

Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.

I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.

*Kiss*............*Kiss*
*Kiss *..........Kiss*
*Kiss*......Kiss*
*Kiss*.. .*Kiss*
*Kiss*.*Kiss*
*Kiss*......*Kiss*
*Kiss*........*Kiss*
*Kiss*............*Kiss*
*Kiss*...............*Kiss*

.........* Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.. .......*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kis s*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
..... ....*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*

...........* Kiss*
.....*Kiss*....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*....... .*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
..........*Kiss*
.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.K iss*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
..... .....*Kiss

...........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss *....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
..*Kiss* ........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
...........*Kiss *
.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.Kiss*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
..........*Kiss

To kiss you...love you...has made my
life worthwhile. Has given meaning, to
each day I live.

A day without your kiss, is as a day
without sunshine. Just the thought
of you, gladdens my heart.

*Kiss*............*Kiss*
*Kiss*. .........Kiss*
*Kiss*......Kiss*
*Kiss*...* Kiss*
*Kiss*.*Kiss*
*Kiss*......*Kiss*
* Kiss*........*Kiss*
*Kiss*............*Kiss**Kiss*...............*Kiss*

.........*Ki ss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.... .....*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
....... ..*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*

...........*Ki ss*
.....*Kiss*....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........* Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
..........*Kiss*
.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.Kis s*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
....... ...*Kiss

............*Kiss*
.....*Kiss* ....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
..*Kiss*. .......*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.Kiss*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
..........*Kiss

ONE LAST KISS, FOR ALL THAT YOU ARE.
FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.

WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
BECAUSE...YOU ARE YOU.

YOU ARE MY WORLD. MY LOVE.

*Kiss*............*Kiss*
*Kiss*.. ........Kiss*
*Kiss*......Kiss*
*Kiss*...*K iss*
*Kiss*.*Kiss*
*Kiss*......*Kiss*
*K iss*........*Kiss*
*Kiss*............*Kiss*
*Kiss*...............*Kiss*

.........*Kis s*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
..... ....*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*
........ .*Kiss*
.........*Kiss*

............*Ki ss*
.....*Kiss*....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........* Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
...........*Kiss*
.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.Ki ss*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
...... ....*Kiss

...........*Kiss*
.....*Kiss* ....*Kiss*
..*Kiss*........*Kiss*
..*Kiss*. .......*Kiss*
.....*Kiss*
..........*Kiss*
.*Kiss*.......*Kiss*
.Kiss*.......*Kiss*
..*Kiss*.....*Kiss*
...........*Kiss

poem by Joe Fazio
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Banquet Of Love