Lofty Ambitions
I do the best I can to avoid confrontation.
Especially in environments in which disrespect,
Has become a sport.
And people are entertained,
By slandering others.
As if to do so gains an appeal,
To the quality of life love by those...
Who thrive on aggitation.
Even answering one's telephone,
May put one on the defense.
Sometimes being cordial,
Welcomes a misunderstanding!
And wanting to exchange pleasantries...
Turns into someone being upset,
Because you wish not to spend your time...
Swimming with them,
Through pools of solicited gossip.
'What's wrong with you?
Why you so 'bland'? '
~I'm just spending a quiet time home alone,
Enjoying my peace and relaxing! ~
'Well, you just do that then!
Maybe next time,
I'll catch you in a better mood.'
I do the best I can to avoid confrontation.
Especially in environments in which disrespect,
Has become a sport.
And people are entertained,
By slandering others.
As if to do so gains an appeal,
To the quality of life love by those...
Who thrive on aggitation.
And all that is desired,
Is a mutual exchange that benefits...
An uplifting of consciousness.
Yes...
I've been accused of having lofty ambitions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giants together
The sport has brought two giants together
They have expressed their wish to be a peaceful partner
Welcome sign for world at large and region in particular
The volcanic situation prevails everywhere
It is love for game and time for jubilation
Peace is awaiting trial for open invitation
Time may heal the wounds and peace may emerge
Hearts have united and ready to merge
Peace initiate with sportsman spirit
The small candle has already been lit
Let us thrive for more friendly shows
Let us not leg behind when world rapidly grows
Both Asians giants have lot more to contribute
Long vision and statesmanship is live and not mute
World may never forgive us for our narrow aim
Some one has to sacrifice and withdraw the claim
More exchange of views may facilitate
The smooth passage of people and more to relate
It will bring an end to hostility
There is every chance with possibilities
The boarders are calm and no bloodshed
Delegation is welcomed and peacefully leads
Day is not far off when people will smile
More to dream of happy days meanwhile
Let there be more frequent encounters
Banners are raised to alley the fears
Nations are different but goal remains same
Welcome messages even if have lately come
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I don't avoid confrontation, people should know that.
quote by David Coverdale
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Out From the Woodwork...AGAIN
Prepare for them.
They are plotting...
To make surprises appearances,
From nowhere.
Out from the woodwork.
Those who once had issues,
With your lifestyle and how you lived.
Those who criticized your efforts.
And everything you did.
But time have changed.
And an exchange of fortunes,
Have occured.
Those who thought nothing of slandering you,
And now wishing for your time,
To impose upon you...
Wanting full attention.
And their voices to be heard!
Prepare for them.
They are plotting...
To make surprises appearances,
From nowhere.
Out from the woodwork.
Those who called you a fool and jerk...
Are out of time, money.
A place to live!
Since they are out of work,
And integrity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Please... Don't Repeat It
Something you 'recently' discovered about me,
Gives you a differing opinion that changes things?
And now it is you who pretend,
You don't know who I am.
And you've become upset because I react,
As if I could care less?
Your approach to making sense,
I have not encountered before.
I would even say it is unique.
'Yeah!
That's it.
You act as if you are better than everyone else.
That is why I've made attempts to ignore you.
In the hopes you will notice my doing it.'
I find your admission to be quite odd.
Since...
Wasn't it you who had assessed 'me',
As not being qualified to say 'hello'...
Years ago in exchange to my expression?
'Yeah...
But,
I didn't know you could have shown me disrespect.
Because I've discovered your deeds all over the internet.'
Huh?
You did what?
'Yeah...
But I didn't know you could have...'
Please...
Don't repeat it.
I do the best I can to avoid headaches.
I like to make a request you continue to ignore me.
It would make my life that much easier.
And...
Do me this favor.
'Okay.
I will.
What is it? '
Tell others how nasty I was in treating you,
When you greeted me.
That always seems to work for people like you.
'Your comments are rude! '
That's fabulous.
Go with it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inbred Ambitions
I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.
Today people want to participate,
More as a whim to socialize and network.
And when they stroll in late,
With excuses to make...
I am not one to appreciate it,
With a subtle delivery of comments.
And coming in smacking on gum!
And carrying snacks?
My discipline within I keep,
Will not allow me to tolerate that!
And 'please'...
Do not hold up other people's time,
By a display of 'theatrics' that lie.
That kind of disrespect,
Will get a direct sign I am more than upset!
I am clinical when I sever connections.
I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.
Today...
People are living to get the attention.
And wanting to get paid to display,
Both lack of talent and a depth of feeling...
For the craft!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Seek New Lows
Those who wish with you,
To seek new lows.
With a disrespect...
That sinks deeper into neglect,
Of one's integrity.
Let these folks go.
Unless a willingness to be dragged,
Through the mud and laughed at...
Is a desired goal.
Some people can get too familiar,
With what they believe another should accept.
As a means of a closeness to be given one gets.
Let these folks go.
Unless a willingness to be dragged,
Through the mud and laughed at...
Is a desired goal.
Who knows?
There are those who call this behavioral nonsense,
Friendship.
'Uh...
I'm gonna have to find,
Another way to occupy my time.
'Cause you don't know me like that!
Nor will I allow this sleaze appeal,
To get any deeper to offend in a new dimension.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without A Clue Or Hint
I love it when people make attempts,
To compare themselves...
With others living in totally different,
Environments.
I love it when it is believed,
An exchange of experiences can be done.
With an evaluation,
That validates...
An assumption from a mouth that comes.
I love it when people believe they can critique.
Based upon comfort zones,
Those of limited mindsets...
Rarely and infrequently leave.
I love it when those pass their judgements on others.
Without a clue or hint,
What others endure...
To face and remove those obstacles to them sent.
Or knows what one goes through,
To feed themselves, ...
Shelter, clothe or pay their 'own' bills AND the rent!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Interpretations of Life
Many are finding it easier,
To substitute any reality...
For quick trips away,
To escape from their own
Interpretations of life!
A shameless feeding of fantasy...
Has many people demanding more police,
To protect them from a way of life...
They have allowed and wished upon themselves.
They wished to see themselves better 'than'.
So throughout their history,
They took from others...
And declared them enemies.
They stripped them of their resources,
To claim stolen goods as their 'interests'.
They created their own isolation.
And in celebration...
This ignorance was praised.
Insecurity has increasingly...
Diminished them into dependency.
And a decadence lived,
Can not hide the blight or stop those frightened...
From what now all can see,
Is a quality of life purely based upon deceit.
Many are finding it easier,
To substitute any reality...
For quick trips away,
To escape from their own
Interpretations of life!
And they wish to love what they feel is right.
But how can this be done?
When all that has been happening,
Has been condoned,
By an addiction to restrict reality.
And the price paid to keep that hushed...
Is indebted to those,
Who 'allow' them to borrow funds...
To keep thoughts of greatness alive!
And how can a people thrive on the idea of greatness?
Simple.
Standards are lowered.
Mediocrity is praised.
Availability is cheapened.
And those demanding quality...
Are taught to be ignored.
With a disrespect that comes accepted.
Until it breeds an arrogance.
With a depiction of lost independence.
And a conformity controlled,
By anything that is told!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Classic Are The Reactions
Classic are the reactions,
Of those given advice!
But have a need to attack,
Those they approached...
For advice that is solicited,
Not once but more than twice.
That advice was not taken,
By those now shakened.
And today they are on the scene...
Disliking the circumstances,
Those choices they themselves made...
That embarrasses them,
And publicly demeans.
With only themselves left to blame,
For not taking the advice...
To avoid their outlandish claims.
They now wish to inflict,
An emotional pain...
On those who unselfishly,
To their aid came.
With an escaping of responsibility...
And an accusatory slandering,
Of names to defame.
As they take to the streets,
To shame others in deceiving campaigns!
Hoping that such organized ignorance...
Will smother their insecurities,
With an attention that gains!
Like a child who cries, 'Victim'...
To their own applied lies.
'No empthy for me,
So they must bleed.
No empthy for me,
So they must bleed.
No empthy,
No empthy...
So they must bleed! '
~What is that all about? ~
Just some folks who made decisions,
And hated the outcome of their choices made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strangers Meet
When two stranger meet on the way
They express surprises and try to be away
Knowing fully well that his is just an coincidence
And it is not going to carry any relevance
They would converse for few seconds and prepare to part
It will their onward journey and preparation to start
They are sure of not meeting again and exchange warms words
But wish it strongly and exchange few pleasantries in the name of God
But in real life too we act no less than strangers
Try to snatch as far as possible as bad managers
We care for no sentiments or relation
Pose all sorts of problems and raise questions
Where and when do we regard fellow human?
Why do we discriminate between man and woman?
Why even keep distance from good people and try to cheat?
Where time with us to offer little is smile and greet?
We all run after simple formality
Concentrate more on turn out and personality
We take pride in demonstrating it as ability
Where people already know about it as bad quality!
I would suggest a pure mechanism
Where everything is guided by humanism
Man may be poor, little intelligent or fool
Yet he deserves everything in full
Why can’t we offer honor and dignity?
How can we claim it as pure amenity?
It is pure grace from powerful almighty
We are simple creature to accept it as pity
Either of sex is important and meant of each others
Life circle will be incomplete without one another
This must be borne in mind and acted together
As whole load of life will be carried further
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beyond the Horizon!
Every Day there are some same things that go on
Monday to Friday, Busy as a bee from Morning to Noon
Noon to Evening work is in progress, time moves on
No time for all the friends wanting to meet you soon
Just slow down a bit, take a walk on grassy ground
See the flowers, people and trees that you never knew
Look at the beautiful smiles that are floating around
Everything makes you smile, you feel calm and anew
As you are way too busy and occupied with work everyday
Holiday means spending time with your family and friends
Relaxing and Enjoying is how you spend Saturday and Sunday
Mostly, routines to holidays is just one journey that never ends
Life is truly all about gazing at the Horizon
For none knows what lies Beyond the Horizon.
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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With Beliefs They Are Entitled
When one is young and alone.
And survives in environments,
Not previously known...
One learns to observe,
With a keener consciousness.
Those who have not had this experience,
Are subjected not to take their lives as serious.
And...
They are not that observant.
Although express wishes to be entertained.
With beliefs they are entitled...
To what they did not earn.
With demands commanded,
To get that which is believed they deserve.
And with a narcissistic nerve,
Believe their wants and needs...
To be delivered at the expense,
Paid by someone else...
Who provides to them the serving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unified Understanding
People wish to keep their entitlements.
But unwilling to have a dime from them,
Invested to be spent.
People want their quality of life maintained.
Without a sacrifice from them solicited.
Although they approve with recommendation, ,
The sight of others suffering.
People self righteous and self centered,
Think of this life...
As their means to profit and benefit exclusively.
And when their delusions are crushed by nature...
That's the only time they seek,
A unified understanding with a giving to get...
From others...an undeserved empathy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Met With A Giving Of Approval
Having an identity,
Also has with it its disadvantages.
When exposed in environments,
Amongst those choosing to spend their time...
Trying to impress others to find an acceptance.
And when the doing of this is more important,
Than being oneself...
Few meet anyone who is willing,
To give their honest opinion on anything...
That has not already met with a giving of approval.
'If you don't change,
You are going to spend the rest of your life,
Alone.
Doing whatever it is you wish.
And no one caring a thing about it! '
~Geeessshhh...
Does that mean,
That this peace of mind I can keep...
And will be my own forever?
Let me thank you right now for that message.
I have said it before and I'll say it again...
The devil IS a liar.
There can be a peace had.
Right here on Earth.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Friends Do Not Accept A Disrespecting
People who disrespect themselves,
And call themselves friends...
Are not!
And...
Should refer to themselves as something else.
Like pests who dissect with an inspection,
That is regrettable when actions become suspect.
And not call themselves friends.
To eventually become upset.
Friends do not accept a disrespecting.
Nor is deceit and theft expected,
Between those who say they love to death!
Maybe the thrill of those who love to death get,
Is a neglecting to respect a friendship that is deceived.
Especially when one does to another,
As if the doing of a backstabbing is something one does,
To please.
Friends do not accept a disrespecting.
Nor is deceit and theft expected,
Between those who say they love to death!
That's a bunch of B.S.
Not actions between friends doing that at their best.
People who disrespect themselves,
And call themselves friends...
Are not!
And should not regard themselves as such,
With a consciousness that goes untouched.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Whatever It Is You Wish
What you are trying to save,
Has already diminished in quality.
Whatever it is you are hoping to gain,
Has lost from you any integrity.
It is not about a disrespect anymore.
Or any signs I await to see...
What is prioritized in your life,
You'd like for me to believe.
What you are trying to save,
Has already diminished in quality.
Whatever it is you are hoping to gain,
Has lost from you any integrity.
Do whatever it is you wish!
But you have already revealed...
You are without a consciousness,
Of my wellbeing.
Do whatever it is you wish.
You have validated a selfishness,
That will never again,
Receive a respect from me to give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confrontation is not a dirty word. Sometimes it's the best kind of journalism as long you don't confront people just for the sake of a confrontation.
quote by Don Hewitt
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Leave People Who Live Life Alone
Some may say I don't 'NEED'
But that I 'WANT'!
But I know what I need...
And it's you that I want.
If I say it's you that is on my mind?
I know what I'm wanting and needing,
From time to time!
Folks don't have enough to do on their own.
Why can't they leave people who live life alone?
Maybe they are the ones many try to avoid?
But that isn't complete because they are everywhere,
To annoy!
And opinions? Do they have them! Some by the case!
Sometimes whispering...
Sometimes loudly,
But it is done right in your face!
That's the disgrace...
When this is done in a public place!
Some may say I don't 'NEED'
But that I 'WANT'!
But I know what I need...
And it is you that I want!
And I'm not wanting or needing,
Us right now...
To be around them! !
Let's go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dogtime
In all honesty I don’t get along with many people
Especially those who measure time in dog years
Or those who name their cats after cartoon characters
I try to avoid without conflict people who are constantly happy
Because I’m not and I don’t wish to spoil my good mood
I don’t like to eat out in restaurants because most don’t serve lamb
And I like lamb, tender young lamb, with mint jelly
You go into an eatery and ask for lamb and you could be arrested
In all honesty I get pissed off when someone rings my doorbell
Because I know it is a Jehovah witness trying to convert me
And I was converted when I was eleven by a prostitute with an STD
I like war and I don’t say that just to be controversial
I prefer peace but without war there would be no peace
People get bored with peace and they start measuring time in dog years
And before you know it in the blink of an eye everything is old
Even peace…
In all honesty I don’t get along with many people
But old hound dogs and exotic birds seem to love me
2007 © T Sheridan
poem by Ted Sheridan
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