Life Lost to Fleas
There is so much to it,
Than to just lay down and do it.
In days that have progressed like these,
So many are unconcerned about catching disease.
And it's not only sex that makes these acts senseless.
It's a thoughtlessness accepted with this foolishness!
Today it's easy to lay the blame on someone other than self.
To claim as if temptation can't be resisted...
Is an excuse that sells without the slightest protest!
And jumping into bed just to be physically fed,
Are acts done by those with no shame.
Turning what was done into a game for fun...
Makes finding someone good,
A tastelessness done that is misunderstood!
There is so much to it,
Than to just lay down and do it.
In days that have progressed like these,
So many are unconcerned about catching disease.
And laying down with nasty dogs,
Will not attract butterflies to beautify at all...
To one accustomed to a life lost to fleas,
With regrets that no one is interested...
In contaminated property!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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If I may say
Love comes and goes and it rarely lasts these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
It becomes more and more difficult to find a true friend these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Too often siblings fight each other for property these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Greed and desire are what many people nurture these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Moral and ethic less and less people care these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Too many dubious actions and decisions I have seen these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
With paper-white mind and evil thoughts astray
How much I yearn for my childhood life left behind so far away.
poem by Henry Chen
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It's A Disease
Prejudice is a disease.
Unlike deadly viruses;
West Nile and S.A.R.S
Prejudice does not harm you.
Prejudice is an alcohol,
that brain-washes you.
Makes you think some people
deserve less than you
because they are different.
Just because their skin colour is different
Or because they dress differently.
Maybe because of their differences in religion
or because of their difference in sexuality.
The truth is,
Prejudice may not be able to harm you,
But it is the deadliest disease that ever entered our planet.
It is this disease that gets people murdered,
and then some thrown in jail.
It is this disease that starts gangs against people who are different.
And it is this disease that has our world in a problem today.
So whatever you do,
Never let this disease into your body
or else you life will be gone-forever.
Blackball
In this world of hate and shallowness
Where enemies become your consolation
And those of us who win the game give up our minds
I dont call that winning
Say this doesnt apply to you
But ask yourself first
What have I done today to win the game
And just what have I sacrificed
Win the battle lose the war
I know Ive played this game before
When people were still real
I dont want this anymore
Its time for me to close the door
Theres nothing left to feel
Reflect on all our yesterdays
My own words choke me
Why were they spoken
Regret for the things Ive said and done
Just cant compare with
Regret for those that I have never tried
So blame this world or blame yourself
Its really all the same
When you are standing on the precipice
From which you just cant return
Win the battle lose the war
I know Ive played this game before
When people were still real
I dont want this anymore
Its time for me to close the door
Theres nothing left to feel
In the style of forgotten men
I look to my horizon
I see nothing
While thoughts of guns and desecration
Sweep through my mind
But only coffins and bones remain
As I look to you
The emptiness behind your eyes
Seals my decision
Cant carry on in this world of juggling
Where all this thoughtlessness and bludgeoning
Your key to success
What kind of tradition to carry on
Blackball the new disease
Blackball the new disease
Blackball your evil ways
Have found their way inside me
Blackball the new disease
Blackball the new disease
Blackball for a better life
In this high tech dog eat dog existence
(chorus)
song performed by by Offspring
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New Biography
See youve got the new biography
Where did they get the info from
Same as before some, so called friends
Who claim to have, known me then
How come theyve got such good memories
And I cant even remember last week
Got to queston where theyre coming from
What knowledge of me is it that they speak
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, oh the name game,
Lord its a cryin shame
Lord tell me whats to blame
Reinvented all the stories they know
Give them all a different slant
What is it that theyre really looking for
Just a hobby on the internet
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, the name game,
Oh its such a cryin shame, tell me whos to blame
If they didnt really know me way back
How can they know me now, in any respect
Its a pity they dont feel the pain
That they should pay the price to play, to play
The fame game, the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play, have to play the fame game
Oh the name game, its a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They keep on playin
The fame game, oh the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Keep on playin the fame game
Lord, the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They just keep on playin the fame game
Oh the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
Keep on, keep on playin..
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Head On
As soon as i get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
I get an electric shock from you
This secondhand living just won't do
And the way i feel tonight
I could die and i wouldn't mind
And there's something going on inside
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
And i can't stand up
I can't cool down
I can't get my head off the ground
As soon as i get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
And all i ever got from you
Was all i ever took from you
Yeah, the world could die in pain
And i wouldn't feel no shame
And there's nothing holding me to blame
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
And i'm taking myself to a dirty part of town
Where all my troubles can't be found
I said yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
And i'm taking myself to a dirty part of town
Where all my troubles can't be found
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
song performed by by Pixies
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Disease
Feels like you made a mistake
You made somebodys heart break
But now I have to let you go
I have to let you go
You left a stain
On every one of my good days
But I am stronger than you know
I have to let you go
No ones ever turned you over
No ones tried
To ever let you down,
Beautiful girl
Bless your heart
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
Feels like youre making a mess
Youre hell on wheels in a black dress
You drove me to the fire
And left me there to burn
Every little thing you do is tragic
All my life, oh was magic
Beautiful girl
I cant breathe
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that Im sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that wont take long till
Im free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that Im sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that wont take long till
Im free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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These Acts Are Often Quickly Returned
I have never understood,
Why some people would take it upon themselves...
To say or do things with evil intentions to another,
And not perceive whatever is done they do...
Will not come to be done back to them?
And...
With a doing that never ends.
Once their doings have been discovered.
And those who believe others are sensitive,
When in the acceptance of misdeeds done...
That have come to affect their lives,
Should think of their own.
Especially when condoning the temptation to perform,
An approval of blind acts of thoughtlessness!
These acts are often quickly returned.
And with a specific and swift stinging!
'That's it!
No longer will my patience be misinterpreted.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Soul And Disease
To accumulate a disease is so uninteresting,
It eventually misshapes your soul and health.
The talk to care for you is not over,
Old and new images fly over the mirror.
When disease breaks it relishes on the existing troubles,
And undoes the actions you speak about.
To disease I say there is no blessing, a blown one,
No blown blessing is there.
Like only the illnesses of minor impact,
This talk is insipid, we want more of the
Questions that matter,
Such as why do you have such a one?
The disease of today is not going away,
The vehicles of our days do let us rid them.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Seven Days A Week And Tweaked
When I filled to the brim,
Knowing my hip hop days were over.
And mentally I had graduated,
To levels with a taking of my life seriously.
Something within me had to address foolishness.
With a leaving behind several people,
Who still today wish to stay in playful arenas.
And can not seem to find,
A structure that defines order in their minds.
To excuse their choices made as having a good time!
Seven days a week and tweaked to celebrated...
Those times lived.
And how they use to be in those old days long gone,
They can not let go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Good Old Days
i know i'm not too much of a bargain
and you know that's not what you bargained for
as the hours turn into days
pretty soon lost in the haze
it's up to you and me
and who's to say
these could be the good old days
i like waking up after a bad dream
makes it feel like life ain't bad
little kids go out to play
they're just happy it's another day
it's up to you and me
and who's to say
these could be the good old days
i guess i could be a quiet hero
no one knows the good i've done
you're not sure
well that's okay
'cause i am
and i'm not afraid
it's up to you and me
and who's to say
these could be the good old days
song performed by by Eels
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To My Cute Little Sis Arshi
I lyk having you as a sis,
You make my day brighter,
I'm happy I've found this sis
Who makes my burdens lighter.
Whenever I see you,
It makes me want to smile,
You were never too cool,
Always in Style.
Don't you ever leave me,
I'll never make you frown,
By your side I'll always be,
Especially when you're down.
Even through the worst of days,
I will be right here,
Watching you through ever faze,
Catching every tear.
You hold my feelings in your hand,
Every single one,
beside u i will forever stand,
Even when the fun is done.
So don't ever forget me,
For I will not forget you,
Here for you I will always be,
No matter what you do.
If others could feel as free,
As I feel with her,
lucky days is all they'd see,
And it would end never...............
this is dedicated to u sis............
poem by Ajitav Basak
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Waking Up One Day...
it must be funny &
ironic, for all the days of my life,
my mind acts like a sponge
absorbing all
about you: the past, the present
and the future, all but
ghosts,
my Christmases have all
been rags,
and valentines days kitchen
sinks,
all the while i am sinking to the
bottom of the madness
of oceanfloors
when you are there cruising
enjoying the horizons, the crushing of the glaciers,
snow bears catching fish,
eskimos welcoming you
in a party somewhere in the
farthest pole
and then i wake up and begin to sew
a tattered piece of my shirt
on needle new on golden threads
hot tea on my side
black forest cake
on the table.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Behind…
Behind my umptine sufferings,
I see God’s plan for me;
Behind Life’s crosses I carry,
I see God’s blessing me.
Behind world’s acts of treachery,
God’s Hand does protect me;
Behind each time of temptation,
God purifies my soul.
Behind my pangs of hunger felt,
God gives me satiety;
Behind my pangs of sex-urges,
God bestows piety.
Behind my many blunders made,
God gives me new foresight;
Behind my failures in my life,
I see how God saves me.
Behind my days of solitude,
God speaks in special ways;
Behind my every good deed done,
God lengthens my earth days,
Behind my times of ecstasy,
God cuts me down to size;
Behind my thoughts of fantasy,
God warns me of more vice.
Behind the veil of sins of mine,
God cautions me of hell;
Behind my acts of penitence,
God tells my soul is well!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-9-2000
poem by John Celes
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Pornification
Things are easy to laugh at
When misunderstood.
Easy to laugh at...
Until you see this does no good.
I want to command a life I can understand.
Passing judgement upon others...
Is not a taste I welcome or demand.
And I take my wishes seriously,
No matter who observes...
The kind of man I am!
Things are easy to laugh at
When misunderstood.
Easy to laugh at...
Until you see this does no good.
And throughout neighbors,
There are thugs and others...
Doped up on hope,
As if they 'should'.
And how to make a coping much better.
Far better than it is!
Until the next 'hit' fits the groove.
To make a worthlessness
Accepted and approved!
Things are easy to laugh at
When misunderstood.
Easy to laugh at...
Until you see this does no good.
So 'Pornification' is 'not'
Too far out of the picture?
'And...
It's fornication! '
Then where does that 'F'ing 'F' go?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cinderella-syndrome
i have this disease, it
makes you think there
is happiness and that
there is no wrong done i the
world
it makes you belive that
you can be happy all the
time
that someome will take
you away from this hell hole
that your asleep and
just having a bad dream, and
that youll wake up and
everything will be perfect.
i have this disease
and its called
Cinderella-syndrom.
poem by Phoenix Keesie
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Easy To Do And Even Easier To Leave
I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.
Derogatory comments made,
By those with tongues out to degrade integrities...
Is nothing new in my environment.
I was raised to witness it...
In my early impressionable development days.
And learned very quickly,
How to make steps and not expect praise.
I've seen those with the best of intentions,
Destroyed by innuendo.
Even though they were...
Champions of good deeds.
And having seen this as examples,
Of what people can do to themselves...
I've found my own contributions,
Easy to do and even easier to leave.
Regardless of what I did to annoy or please.
I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.
Knowing God makes the final,
Inspection of my attempts.
'Why does that dude love to be dragged through the mud? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Disease
This disease
Im out of my class
This disease
Im needle sick again
This disease
We must expect such things
This disease
She finds me the girls
Tick tock tick
All gone all gone all gone
Tick tock tick
Whispering goodbye
Tick tock tick
Who is talking?
Tick tock tick
I dont have the choice
Look at me
A puppet dancing on strings
Look at me
And this is easy?
Look at me
I got the screams
Look at me
Words failing
This disease
This disease
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Weeds of Warning
Freeze all requests for a correctedness.
Those days to do it effectively are gone.
And those who chose to stay away...
Slept unconcerned and remained that way.
What has been harvested has been regret.
And those weeds of warning,
Have killed any blooming expected.
As well as the numbing of consciousness,
To overcomed the doing done that has been accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jumping High
Jumping high
Jumping high
Jumping over the Sky
Catching a Star
Catching a Star
And putting in a bag
Coming coming
Slowly down
With a golden Star.
poem by Dilipbhasker Mathra
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