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Letting That Go...To Grow

We provide,
Too many excuses.
And allow escapes,
From a lack of discipline.

Don't we all,
Relish to rehash
Good and bad experiences...
Recaptured from our pasts.
And relate to them,
As if time for us is standing still.
To watch and admire,
Those strong wills we have...
Doing our best to hold onto youth,
With a slipping grasp.

Instead of letting that go...
To grow.
Like blades of grass,
Some pamper.
Until mulched and trashed!
Remembered,
But forgotten...
At last!
To become recycled.
As everything in nature has!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slipping Away

Yeah
La dee dah dee dah yeah
La ooh, yeah
Oh ooh, yeah
So far, so far
You're slipping away, away
Slipping away from the live and the love we made
Baby, I'm so afraid
So far, so far, so far
Slipping away, away
Slipping right out of my grasp and you're fading fast
It seems... you know you're slipping away from me
I keep on reaching and I, I keep on trying
But you never even hold me
And it seems like you don't know me baby
I keep on yearning and I
I guess I'm learning that it's just a losing fight
'Cause there's no passion in your eyes
No, no, no, no babe
Yeah-eah
Chorus
I keep denying that our, our love is dying
But it's all a big charade and it's a fruitless game to play
I can't remember when you, you last were tender
And it's always touch and go
The silence chills me to the bone, yeah
Chorus
Away, away, away, away
Yeah
Hey, yeah
Further, further
Ooh yeah
You're so far
(Time after time I reach for you
I try and I try but you're so aloof
Where is the boy that you used to be?
Baby you're slipping away from me)
You're so far
(Repeat)
(So far, so far
Slipping away, away)
Slipping away from what we had
Truly I just don't understand
(So far, so far, so far
Slipping away, away)
You're slipping right out of my grasp and you're fading so fast
It seems... you know you're slipping away from me
Baby, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So far
Yeah
Baby, baby, baby, baby I'm so afraid
Oh, where?
So far... so far

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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In heaven,

In heaven,
Some little blades of grass
Stood before God.
"What did you do?"
Then all save one of the little blades
Began eagerly to relate
The merits of their lives.
This one stayed a small way behind,
Ashamed.
Presently, God said,
"And what did you do?"
The little blade answered, "Oh my Lord,
Memory is bitter to me,
For, if I did good deeds,
I know not of them."
Then God, in all His splendor,
Arose from His throne.
"Oh, best little blade of grass!" He said.

poem by Stephen Crane
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I try

I try to let go but the pull is so strong, I try to hold on but it feels so wrong.
I try to grasp you but you are slipping away, I try to go on but am forced to stay Hey… Let me walk away I shad to many tears, I fought hard still I have to face my fears.
I try to forget that face; try to run away from this place…
Ooh your body, perfectly shaped it drives me insane again and again, did I mention you drive me insane oh yes I did, but had to mention it again.
But Now I’m sitting here trying to explain, how can I translate? But what comes to mind is a clean slate. I can’t indicate which direction we can take, I gave you your space, in tried to relate, now I comprehend.
I’m trying to let go but the pull is so strong, I try to hold on but it still feels wrong…
Please come home, Hold my hand let’s get lost, create our own world, fly beyond the sky I already feel at home with you within my soul.
Make my heart your home, ‘cause yours is already, Already My home…

poem by Thato Maluleka
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Excuses

Yo, whats up, this is Ginuwine
And I wanna tell you
It aint no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out
This is my story
Theres a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight
He might not, and I know cause Ive done the same
You know Im right there with you, dog, but she wont
play the game
She will be done packed your bags, sit em all there
right outside your door
Cause shes tired of the lyin s*** and she aint
takin no more, oh, no she aint
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them no more, oh)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them, no)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Take her out, hold her hand, let her know youll die
for her
Cause thats your lady, yes, thats your baby
Shes a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what Im
talkin bout
Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, dont you pull
back now
Cause sooner or later shell be gone, what youre
askin now
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (But she dont wanna hear them no more, oh, no
she dont)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (Oh...), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (Yeah, she)
Excuses (Dont fill her mind)
Excuses (She said take that s*** else, oh, yes, she
did)
Excuses, excuses (Listen) {She dont}
Dont fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
Youre no boy or little kid, youre grown
Standin big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh
All that s*** youre talkin bout like you aint
heard the phone
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog
And all that fake s*** like your beeper was off
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog (Ooh...)
Excuses (Everybody gots one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses, excuses {She dont} (She dont)
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them)
Excuses (Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses (No, no, no), excuses {She dont} (She dont
wanna)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses (Ooh, she dont wanna)
Excuses (Come on)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them), excuses {She
dont}
Excuses (She aint got time, huh, she dont feel them)
Excuses (Ooh, ooh, she dont deserve)
Excuses (No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses, excuses (She dont wanna) {She dont}
Excuses

song performed by by Ginuwine
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Rehashment

I remember the castigation
I remember the molestation
I remember the infestation
I remember trying to escape from you!

I remember cutting my wrist
I remember releasing the blood
I remember catching the drops
I remember the undulating flood
I remember it wouldn't stop
I remember opression you put me through!

Rehash
The slash
Rehash
The gash
Rehash
The relapse
Rahash
The roots of what I do

This scar is internal
This wound is eternal
The hate is forever
The soul that you severed
I remember getting all the blame
For a person's stigma and shame
I remember when you said 'die'
I remember all the pain in my life

Rehash
The slash
Rehash
The gash
Rehash
The relapse
Rahash
The roots of what I do

I REMEMBER YOU TRYING TO CONSTRUE

poem by Crazy Eight
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Recaptured

Recaptured,
From desires of wanting favorite seasons...
To remain unchanged.

Recaptured,
From seeking things to bring me happiness...
To last forever.
Realizing that would be a long wait,
Between each whim.
As boredom began to suddenly creep in.

Recaptured,
From beliefs that winning anything,
Brought a peace of mind.
When peace of any kind,
Is determined and defined...
By the one who finds it,
Without conditions sought.

Recaptured,
From thoughts that good sex...
Had to involve someone else.

Well...
I am recuperating,
From years spent in self contained confinement.
We all adapt to our own entrapments.
Nothing is perfect.
And besides...
My recovery may be a slower process than others.
And I am in no hurry,
To begin interviews with anyone...
Who may qualify to satisfy my needs.

Some abilities acquired,
Never leave one's memory.
And I am more than prepared,
To take matters into my own hands...
To rekindle anything that may have laid dormant,
From lack of internal activity.

I do have my memories.
And all of them did not end,
With gratifying pleasantries.

I've been recaptured!
Not retooled.

Note:
'Thank you, Herbert, for suggesting 'sought'.
That really strengthened the stanza,
and overall composition.'

Who is Herbert?
Why that is Mr. Herbert Nehrlich.
Johannesburg, South Africa. lol

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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~ PSYCHOSOMATIC FURNITURE ~ RECYCLING ~ RECYCLING ~ [New Year Bouquet ~ niv]

~ PSYCHOSOMATIC FURNITURE ~ RECYCLING ~ [New Year Bouquet ~ niv]

Ms. Nivedita
UK
30 December,2009.

Our bodies are
Recycled five Primordial Elements.

Our Microcosms are
Recycled fragments of Macrocosm.

Our body humors are
Recycled ‘Original Sap’

Our breaths are
Recycled zephyrs.

Our phonations are
Recycled Archie Euphony OM.

Our beauties are
Recycled fineries of mind.

Our colors are
Recycled VIBGYOR.

Our thoughts are
Recycled informations.

Our emotions are
Recycled imaginations.

Our actions are
Recycled inclinations.

Our knowledges are
Recycled reflective ‘Wisdom’.

Our hates are
Recycled self devaluations.

Our loves are
Recycled ‘Supreme Love’.

Our beneficences are
Recycled Sattva Gunas’.

Our energies are
Recycled ‘Omni Energy’.

Our workholisms are
Recycled ‘Rajas Gunas’.

Our sorrows are
Recycled ungratifications.

Our egotisms are
Recycled myopic self.

Our greeds are
Recycled void feelings.

Our fury and funks are
Recycled ‘Tamas Gunas’.

Our raptures are
Recycled spark of ‘Bliss’.

Our rebirths are.
Recycling of ‘Jiva-Atmans’.

Our ‘Jiva-Atmans’ are
Recycled minuscule of ‘Param Atman’.

All our recyclings are
Recycled obliviousness of
Our innate ‘Scendlessness’.

Glossary:
OM: The basis of all sounds, universal ‘symbol-word’ for God. -Veda
Gunas: Three attributes of Nature
Sattva: Expansion, Intelligence, Wisdom.
Rajas: Activity, Energy, Struggle.
Tamas: Obstruction, Mass, Ignorance, Inertia.
Atman: The Divine within the self.
Param Atman: Suprememe ‘Self’, All Highest, Secondless.
Jiva-Atmans: Supreme ‘Self’ in miniscule ‘self’.

poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Gaia’s Plan

Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.

Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.

Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.

Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!

I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!

The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Elegy:The End of Funeral Elegies

MADAM—
That I might make your cabinet my tomb,
And for my fame, which I love next my soul,
Next to my soul provide the happiest room,
Admit to that place this last funeral scroll.
Others by wills give legacies, but I
Dying, of you do beg a legacy.

My fortune and my will this custom break,
When we are senseless grown to make stones speak,
Though no stone tell thee what I was, yet thou
In my grave's inside seest what thou art now,
Yet thou 'rt not yet so good ; till death us lay
To ripe and mellow there, we're stubborn clay.
Parents make us earth, and souls dignify
Us to be glass ; here to grow gold we lie.
Whilst in our souls sin bred and pamper'd is,
Our souls become worm-eaten carcases.

poem by John Donne
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Chicken On A Bone

Follow the river wallow in silver
Voices draw nearer counting out the days wish
Letting it out letting it out I'm letting it out
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
Making my head spin
Watching the world sing
Holding me under
Try and get a hold son
Letting it out letting it out I'm letting it out
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
Pale and wanton dreams forgotten
No use crying I feel like chicken on a bone
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
I've got to get a grip

song performed by by Feeder
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Recycling (H-Babe Tape)

if you meet a long forgotten friend
and he takes you in his arms and smiles
and he tells you long forgotten tales
and he takes you home for a nightride
and he begs you, please, stay here with me
in the end you agree
remember: you're just being recycled
so everything you say
somebody else said it before you
and everything you do
somebody else just did it like you
and the man in the lab just grins and says
holding up a tiny can with a sperm
remember: you're just being recycled

song performed by by Alphaville
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I Can Hear The Grass Grow

See the people all in line
Sneakin a look at me ? ? ?
Cant imagine that their minds
Are thinkin the same as me
I can hear the grass grow I can hear the grass grow
I see rainbows in the evening
My heads attracted to
Magnetic wave of sound
With streams of coloured circles
Makin their way around.
I can hear the grass grow I can hear the grass grow
I see rainbows in the evening
Cant seem to cause allow the sign
My sense color my ? ? ? ?
Get a hold of yourself now baby
See I need you to help now baby
Get a hold of yourself now baby
Put your head down to the ground
And listen to your mind
If you cant spell what you found
I know that youre not my kind
I can hear the grass grow I can hear the grass grow
I see rainbows in the evening
Cant seem to cause allow the sign
My sense color my ? ? ? ?
Get a hold of yourself now baby
See I need you to help now baby
Get a hold of yourself now baby
See the people all in line
Sneakin a look at me ? ? ?
Cant imagine that their minds
Are thinkin the same as me
I can hear the grass grow I can hear the grass grow
I see rainbows in the evening

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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GOOD and BAD

There seems to be a discrepancy
about what is good or bad.
It depends upon who you are
and what it is you have had.

Good to some is the nature of things
and how it makes you feel.
Bad to some is how nature sings
because they want to steal

the beauty of it for their own vicious use.
And good to them is all their abuse
to things that grow and things that thrive
and so they apply their ruse.

The thievery of resources for greed and wealth,
The teaching of lies to ruin your health,
The addition of poisons in what you eat,
The killing of wildlife whose lives they cheat,
The excuses for nuclear energy
to power what we could have for free.

So good, bad what does it mean?
Not too much in our everyday scene.
Nature's been taken for granted today.
But always nature will have the last say.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Slipping Away

Well Ive been thinking of the way you used to talk to me
And now it seems we never talk at all
So kiss me like you would kiss me if it were the last time
Hold me now, hold me like you did hold me when it was
The first time
But I can feel you slipping away
And I cant think of anything to say
That will turn you around and make you stay
I can feel you slipping away
Slipping away
Well I can see you talking softly on the phone again
And more and more you need to be alone
It seems I make you angry just by being near
And even when were together now I still feel lonely
So kiss me like you would kiss me if it were the last time
Hold me now, hold me like you did hold me when it was
The first time
But I can feel you slipping away
And I cant think of anything to say
That will turn you around and make you stay
I can feel you slipping away
Slipping away

song performed by by Information Society
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Slipping Away

Guess it's just another dream
That's slipping away
Each time I fall asleep
It seems I'm just drifting away
Just as yo have touched my heart
Babe I wake and we're apart
Yeah and it's slipping away

Here comes just another day
That's drifting away
Every time I draw a breath
It's dying away
First the sun and then the moon
One of them will be around soon
Slipping away
Slipping away

Drifting away
Slipping away

Just as you have touched my heart
I wake up babe and we're apart
It seems we're slipping away
Slipping away
Slipping away

All I want is ecstasy
But I ain't getting much
Just getting off on misery
It seems I've lost my touch

Well it's just another song
But it's slipping away
We we didn't sing it long
'Cos it's fading away
First the sun and then the moon
One of them will be round soon
Slipping away
Slipping away
Slipping away

song performed by by Rolling Stones from Steel Wheels
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Too Few In Number

I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or change a diaper,
On no one's grown ass.

That needs repeating!

I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or change a diaper,
On no one's grown ass.

If you are helpless...
You wont have to ask!
I'll be there.
That is not my point!

I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or make light references to these days we live.
There is a seriousness about what takes place today.
And I do not cater or patronize fools...
To entertain to maintain an acceptance of their ignorance.

There is a need for respect and discipline not happening.
And I am going to do my best,
To show respect to those who know what that means.
Since there are too few in number who do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Can't I Be Good

Why can't I be good
Why can't I act like a man
Why can't I be good
And do what other men can
Why can't I be good
Make something of this life
If I can't be a god
Let me be more than a wife
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I don't want to be weak
I want to be strong
Not a fat happy weakling
With two useless arms
A mouth that keeps moving
With nothing to say
An eternal baby
Who never moved away
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I'd like to look in the mirror
With a feeling of pride
Instead of seeing a reflection
Of failure a crime
I don't want to turn away
To make sure I cannot see
I don't want to hold my ears
When I think about me
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I want to be like the wind
When it uproots a tree
Carries it across an ocean
To plant in a valley
I want to be like the sun
That makes it flourish and grow
I don't want to be
What I am anymore
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I was thinking of some kind of whacked out syncopation
That would help improve this song
Some knock 'em down rhythm
That would help it move along
Some rhyme of pure perfection
A beat so hard and strong
If I can't get it right this time
Will a next time come along
Why can't I be good
why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Slipping Away

Open to everything happy and sad
Seeing the good when it's all going bad
Seeing the sun when I can't really see
Hoping the sun will at least look at me
Focus on everything better today
All that I need and I never could say
Hold on people that slipping away
Hold on to this while it's slipping away
All that we needed tonight
Are people who love us and like
I know how it feels to meant
Oh and we leave here, the seas
Open to everything happy and sad
Seeing the good when it's all going bad
Seeing the sun when I can't really see
Hoping the sun will at least look at me
Focus on everything better today
All that I need and I never could say
Hold on people that slipping away
Hold on to this while it's slipping away
So long
So long
Open to everything happy and sad
Seeing the good when it's all going bad
Seeing the sun when I can't really see
Hoping the sun will at least look at me
Focus on everything better today
All that I need and I never could say
Hold on to people that slipping away
[14x]

song performed by by Moby
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Going Solo

She left a message after the tone,
I hear it over and over on the answer phone.
No one can find her, address unknown.
She just decided to go out and make it alone.
Solo, solo,
My little child is going solo.
Solo, solo,
My little child is going solo.
I feel like crying, Im in a rage.
I cant understand why she just ran away.
What made it happen, guess well never know.
She just decided to go out and make it solo.
Solo, solo, solo, solo, solo.
We work like dogs all of our lives,
Like millions of other husbands and wives.
Sent her through college, didnt care what we spent.
Think of how we feel,
She didnt say, she didnt ask, she just went.
Solo, solo,
My little child, youre going solo.
Its like a pattern, its like a crime,
We see it happen time after time.
You raise your children, you watch them grow,
Then one day its good-bye, theyve decided theyre going solo.
Solo, solo, solo, solo, solo.
The toys are forgotten, now it appears,
Youve let them down after all of these years.
Sacrificed all, now theres nothing to show,
Ungrateful youth, decided youre going solo.
Solo, solo,
My little child, youre going solo.
Solo, solo,
Ungrateful youth, youre going solo.
The obligations, all of the ties,
Have got to be broken so you can survive.
Just because they gave you life, they cant stop if you grow,
Now they cant hold you back cause youre going solo

song performed by by Kinks
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Forecast

For those of us
Holding onto a return of the past,
With economic hopes
A temporary loss will not last!
And something about treasures gone,
Will eventually be revealed,
As a bad dream found to be wrong!
Here's the forecast...
Say goodbye to yesterday,
Today things are changing fast.
Everything remembered,
Is as good as growing grass!
Once it has been mowed...
The waste reminisced is trashed!
And nothing about tomorrow,
Will come to comfort memories you had!
Lose your grip on this...
And get over it quick!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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