Listening With Intent Meant
I am 'still' that same person.
Calm in demeanor.
Protective with reflective respect.
Focused and attentive.
With no beating around the bush,
From me does anyone get.
Honest to a fault.
And sometimes naïve I can be!
However,
I am 'there'...
Giving!
And listening with intent meant.
With an empathy felt,
And no holding onto a silent resentment.
And 'you'...
Thinking me as someone easy to use,
Believed me to be...
One of many,
Massed produced commodities.
The years I've lived only made me wiser...
And much more alert.
Do I flirt with possibilities?
No.
Can I walk backward and do flip flops?
If I so desired I could.
But there is no one on the horizon...
Or near the detection of my radar,
I would consider jumping through hoops.
Remember...
I once did that for you.
Whipped and willingly trained.
But somehow you ended up playing the fool.
And fools pollute the air.
I can't be around them.
I have allergies!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Beating Of The Bush
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I have this 'thing' about honest and truth.
And those who become offended,
By declaring them too harsh to accept!
There has not been an experience I received,
I regretted with a wish to forget!
And those attempting to live their lives,
In pretense to deceive believing this is not deception...
Will always escape with excuses and alibis to make.
Charading as if...
No one recognizes,
Who is in masquerade.
And who amongst them fakes!
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
An honesty and truth spoken,
From deceivers is rare.
Those who deceive perceive...
Those who are direct and honest,
Are insensitive and do not care!
With a sharing of this mentality...
To those empathetic,
In a keeping of delusions...
Spared from despair!
But I know I'm not the only one...
Who elects to see,
Dishonesty from all people get up and leave.
I can't be!
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Better At The Buttom
I'm just a flip-flops,
A really cute one,
& you're just normal,
that everyone has.
I am just lying,
but I wish its true,
for me to be a flip-flops,
A really cute one.
I wish you know
Why I'm doing this poem.
For you to be touched,
Throughout your life.
In your every single-step,
You improve a lot.
I'm just a flip-flops
that supports you a lot.
Continue your dreams,
take me as your mentor.
I'm just a flip-flops
And I wish it's true
poem by Rudy Rico Castillo
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Embellishments Would Flirt With Exaggeration
I remember when success meant to some...
To assess by comparison.
Made with pointless confessions...
When in discussion to share a narrow mindedness.
Having a good job doing less to nothing.
And being able to dress the part...
To address envy,
Had many proud to walk with pride!
Embellishments would flirt with exaggeration!
On many occasions for those overstating whims.
Once a mind has been sipped,
With a bit of alcohol during 'happy hour'.
I remember when those who were devoted,
To their creativity...
Treated as if they were shiftless and lazy.
And did not want to work at all.
I remember the ones who were more disciplined,
Seemed to be self motivated.
And did not pay attention to what was said about them.
With an appearance of an unrestricted freedom to radiate.
I remember making a decision,
That I would choose a success I felt...
To realize and was kept within.
I had a need to keep my purpose focused.
I remember when I made up my mind,
To be observant and disciplined...
Without a thought given,
As to who's life I lived.
And how successful to others I appeared,
Did not define my peace.
Or how one day I awakened to find it!
With a desire to keep it as close as possible.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Close Your Eyes And Repeat After Me
With a giving to me,
Of your fixed and focused eye contact...
Do you remember when you saw in my eyes,
Sincerity, warmth and empathy?
And I listened with intent to comprehend?
I remember it and so should you.
Now...
Close your eyes and repeat after me,
'Such a fool was I to have screwed that up.
I went out of my way to prove myself a complete moron.
No heels can I click three times,
Will I ever get that kind of patience back...
From someone I took totally for granted.'
Do that until you sense my absence.
~When should I start?
Should I leave my eyes closed?
Are you still there? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Acknowledging My Sentiments
I've been too long at this...
Not to know what it is that I am doing.
I make it my business to comprehend.
With a listening done that is focused.
And with an empathy that is felt.
If someone doesn't understand,
Or appreciate my motives...
I am the last one it may dawn upon,
To evoke my own mental commotion.
I'm not devoted to my ego on those terms.
I've been too long at this...
Not to know what it is that I am doing.
I make it my business to comprehend.
With a listening done that is focused.
And with an empathy that is felt.
And acknowledging my sentiments,
Has a lot to do with the exquisite friendship I have...
That I early in life came to face and embrace,
With both truth and honesty.
I'm not devoted to my ego!
However...
There is an understanding given to its limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Any Other Fool
(dianne warren)
I couldnt see paradise right before my eyes
When I had you here by my side
I didnt know that no-one else
Could ever take your place
But, now I know
I know that I should have stayed
And seeing you tonight
I only wonder why
I ever said goodbye
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Any other fool would know I never
Should have let you go
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me, oh, ahh, oh
Anyone else never would have let the feeling die
Anyone else would have fought to keep it alive
If they were in my shoes
Theyd know the love we had
Was love too good to lose
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Oh, any other fool would know
I never should have let you go
I had it all when you were loving me
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me, oh, oh, oh
I had it all when you were loving me
I had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me
Any other fool would never walk away
Even a fool would still be there
Holding you
Oh, any other fool would know
Never should have let you go
Had it all as any fool could see
Any other fool but me
Oh, oh, oh
Even a fool would still be there holding you
Any other fool would know
I never should have let you go
I had it all as any fool could see
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Sonnet XXII: With Fools and Children
To Folly
With fools and children, good discretion bears;
Then, honest people, bear with Love and me,
Nor older yet, nor wiser made by years,
Amongst the rest of fools and children be;
Love, still a baby, plays with gauds and toys,
And, like a wanton, sports with every feather,
And idiots still are running after boys,
Then fools and children fitt'st to go together.
He still as young as when he first was born,
No wiser I than when as young as he;
You that behold us, laugh us not to scorn;
Give Nature thanks you are not such as we.
Yet fools and children sometimes tell in play
Some, wise in show, more fools indeed than they.
poem by Michael Drayton
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The Poet's Dilemma - III
The poet has a lengthy journey
His destination is set
He has to reach that shining shore
That he can call his own
There will be many obstacles
And pitfalls on the way
But he must never stop or sway
Must never lose his way
And if he weathers all the storms
His arrival will be assured
Then he can bask in all the glory
And all the publicity
But this doesn’t mean his journey’s is over
He still has a long way to go
He must be alert and attentive
And watch-full all the way
Something he must always remember
Is there is plenty in the ether
And if he is always on the alert
He can capture it on his radar
poem by Leonard Daranjo
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A Runner With The Pack
Hes got a second side hes got sixth sense
He got everything
He got what it takes
He got what it makes to be everything
Seems to know all there is to know
I took him there
He steals the show
Hes so astute hes so acute hes gold sure he is
Hes eloquent hes intelligent and benevolent
Hes the epitome of ability with his expertise
Hes versatile with a lot of style
Hed mess my heart every time hed smile
So unpretentious a warm and gentle soul
A runner with the pack, no hes not like that
A runner with the pack, no hes not like that
Cause hes inventive, attentive, protective, selective
Perceptive, receptive, affective, reflective
A runner with the pack, no hed never do that
He got tolerance he got confidence hes significant
And hes a connoisseur and a social stir hes magnificent
So fair and square he reciprocates
And every way he stimulates
His quality of voracity is great
A runner with the pack, no hes not like that
A runner with the pack, no hes not like that
Cause hes inventive, attentive, protective, selective
Perceptive, receptive, effective, reflective
(you know the hes)
A runner with the pack, no hed never do that
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Perceived to Be For Them Easy
If this was easy...
Why isn't more of it being produced,
At this caliber.
If this was easy.
'Perhaps they mean it is easy to read.
Therefore...
It is perceived to be for them easy.'
It is easy for me to go to an amusement park.
But I also remember when it wasn't there,
For years.
And not one person expressed a thought,
To create one.
'What are you saying? '
It is easy to say what appears that way.
Until those who say it...
Make attempts on their own.
But that will not happen...
Since what is done requires work!
And those who believe things are easy...
Are not accustomed to work or its definition!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A fool's game
It was a fool's game that should not begin
And you played it without honest rules
If you thought that you will always win
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you can get me easy
And you tried to do this without honest rules
If you thought that my way to be is sleazy
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you can hunt me slowly
And you danced this without honest rules
If you thought that I will love you only
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
It was a morbid dance without real feelings
A dance of wishes without honest rules
If you thought that love means mutual dealings
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
If you thought that you will be a winer
In this love fight without honest rules
If you thought I'm a cake at your dinner
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
And if you thought you can get everything
In this world of yours without honest rules
If you thought that I'm an easy stupid thing
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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I Was Made To Feel Different In My Younger Years
I remember sitting in the corners of shadows.
Wishing to be invisible,
After making attempts to disappear.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
My voice was deep at the age of twelve.
And my knees knocked.
I was aware I walked pigeon toed.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
People were quick to critique me then.
When they would laugh at me.
I laughed right back at them to hide and cry alone.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
I grew wiser before I aged.
And years it would take for me to learn to forgive.
But I did with a doing successfully.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
Perceptive, empathetic and sometimes distant.
Removed from anguish I knew others felt.
Yet today I might sit with periodic embitterness.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
I've learned to use my talents and gifts,
To lift me beyond any loneliness that visited.
And with slow and painful steps I grew to improve.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
And when I self examine to reflect...
So happy I am to have held on to my patience,
With a giving to others a respect regardless...
If little of it was shown to me,
When I was growing to bloom.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
Hungering then to be accepted.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
Hungering then not to be neglected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reason and Cause
Promises made and not kept...
Are not easy to forgive or forget.
Those that do this are usually met,
With less respect than they expect...
Or get!
To excuse a promise made,
Often degrades a relationship.
Especially if made to children.
Children do not forget it.
And adults who make promises...
With no intentions to fulfill them.
Find themselves blaming someone else,
For breaking a commitment.
Only to discover,
They have become the reason and cause...
Of that person's resentment.
Promises made and not kept...
Are not easy to forgive or forget.
Those that do this are usually met,
With less respect than they expect.
Or ever again will get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Made In Heaven
Im taking my right with destiny
Willing to play my part
Living with painful memories
Loving with all my heart
Made in heaven, made in heaven
It was all meant to be, yeah
Made in heaven, made in heaven
Thats what they say
Cant you see
Thats what everybody says to me
Cant you see
Oh I know, I know, I know, that its true
Yes its really meant to be
Deep in my heart
Im having to learn to pay the price
Theyre turning me upside down
Waiting for possibilities
Dont see too many around
Made in heaven, yes made in heaven
Its for all to see
Made in heaven, made in heaven
Thats what everybody says
Everybody says to me
It was really meant to be
Oh cant you see
Yeah, everybody, everybody says
Yes it was meant to be
Yeah, yeah
When stormy weather comes around
It was made in heaven
When sunny skies break through behind the clouds
I wish it could last forever, yeah
Wish it could last forever, forever
Im playing my role in history
Looking to find my goal
Taking in all this misery
But giving it all my soul
Made in heaven, made in heaven
It was all meant to be
Made in heaven, made in heaven
Thats what everybody says
Wait and see, it was really meant to be
So plain to see
Yeah, everybody, everybody, everybody tells me so
Yes it was plain to see, yes it was meant to be
Written in the stars...
Written in the stars...
song performed by by Queen
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That's the thing about suicide. Try as you might to remember how a person lived his life, you always end up thinking about how he ended it.
quote by Anderson Cooper
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Radar For Love
Passion fire runnin through my veins
Get a little bit of love and I go insane
I may talk big, baby, I dont lie
Ooh the guys dont know but the girls know why
Ooh girls know why, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar for love, ooh yeah
When you feel so hot that you cant hold still
And you dont know how youre gonna get your fill
Send an s.o.s. baby, Im your man
If I dont make good baby no one can
Oh no one can, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, come on
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar, radar for love, oh
Yeah, ooh yeah, one more time
Get down, ooh get down, get down, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, ooh baby, baby
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar for love, n-n-n-n-now, radar for love, come on
Radar, ooh, radar, ooh yeah
Radar, oh, radar, oh yeah, radar, oh yeah
Radar for love, radar, come on, radar, ha, radar, radar
S.o.s, radar, radar, get the message, sugar, radar, radar for love
song performed by by Kiss
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In Too Deep
All that time I was searching, nowhere to run to, it started me
Thinking,
Wondering what I could make of my life, and whod be waiting,
Asking all kinds of questions, to myself, but never finding the answers,
Crying at the top of my voice, and no one listening,
All this time, I still remember everything you said
Theres so much you promised, how could I ever forget.
Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,
You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,
Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but Im in too deep.
So listen, listen to me,
Ooh you must believe me,
I can feel your eyes go thru me,
But I dont know why.
Ooh I know youre going, but I cant believe
Its the way that youre leaving,
Its like we never knew each other at all, it may be my fault,
I gave you too many reasons, being alone, when I didnt want to
I thought youd always be there, I almost believed you,
All this time, I still remember everything you said, oh
Theres so much you promised, how could I ever forget.
Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,
You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,
Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but Im in too deep.
So listen, listen to me,
I can feel your eyes go thru me
It seems Ive spent too long
Only thinking about myself - oh
Now I want to spend my life
Just caring bout somebody else.
Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,
You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,
Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but Im in too deep.
You know I love you, but I just cant take this,
You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,
Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,
You know I want to, but Im in too deep...
song performed by by Genesis
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What Does One Say To Another
What does one say to another,
Who has absorbed much disrespect.
Knowing it has been undeserved...
And yet this is what,
One undeserving gets.
What does one say to another,
After participating in that person's...
Character assassination?
And the person is aware of it...
Since where both live,
This is part of the environment.
What does one say to another,
When it is discovered...
Someone has been playing,
Easy to victimize!
Easy to criticize.
Easy to deceive and lie upon!
And yet...
Has protected the backs,
Of those who have ignorantly attacked...
Like that!
What does one say to another,
When that fact has been revealed?
What does one say to another,
Once they have awakened...
To find themselves setback and trapped,
By a lack of wisdom to comprehend...
How life should be lived to respect and not offend.
And...
'Who' ultimately wins.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hypothetically Speaking
How can experiences lived,
Be shared positively.
In conversations,
That are openly expressed...
As being constructive.
And direct and honest,
As a one on one can be.
A restless figeting begins.
When the listener is young...
And filled with deluded apprehensions,
Mentioned.
And an impatience that sits,
Begins to reveal less tolerance with this.
How can any experience lived,
In certain circumstances...
Cause one's mind to drift,
With a secret wish...
To leave not a single fingerprint?
When applying methods of strangulation,
~Are you listening to me?
No one cares or listens to me.~
*Oh I'm listening to you, darling.
With unequivocal intent! *
Or...
Should one consider,
Being convicted of premeditated murder?
Hypothetically speaking,
Of course.
'Wouldn't it be cheaper,
Just to seek a divorce?
Instead of repeatedly beating a dead horse? '
What if it's a son,
Or a thick headed daughter?
'What if it's a sentence,
Of twenty years or more...
For perpetrating manslaughter? '
What if it's a one way trip to the Bahamas?
To never again feel guilt.
Or be visited by remorse.
'You said 'hypothetically speaking' this is? '
Huh?
Oh...
Yes!
Of course.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'd Rather Be Loose
I'd rather be loose,
Than to run
From one who's come undone...
Because their number one,
Finds them to be no fun!
I'd rather be a goose,
Than become
Abused and used by the one...
To be a fool played like some.
Losing their pride, speech and tongue.
I'm not going to be noosed,
Like a moose...
Afraid that someone will shoot,
If I stop jumping through hoops!
Like they'd choose me to do.
Oh no...
That's not my purpose or my destiny!
Oh no...
That's not the life I know is meant for me!
Oh no...
I'm not going to gamble on the lottery,
To be free...
Of those headaches I don't need.
I'd rather be loose,
Than to run
From one who's come undone...
Because their number one,
Finds them to be no fun!
Oh no...
That's not my purpose or my destiny!
Oh no...
That's not the life I know is meant for me!
Oh no...
I'm not going to gamble on the lottery,
To be free...
Of those headaches I don't need.
Oh no...
That's not my purpose or my destiny!
Oh no...
That's not the life I know is meant for me!
Oh no...
I'm not going to gamble on the lottery,
To be free...
Of those headaches I don't need.
I'm not going to be noosed,
Like a moose...
Afraid that someone will shoot,
If I stop jumping through hoops!
Like they'd choose me to do.
Not me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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