Luck Has Nothing To Do With What Has Been Achieved
Sacrifice, initiative, motivation, discipline...
Self esteem, belief, faith and consistency,
With a persistence to get done and do!
Are you listening to me?
Success has more than one avenue,
One can take to reach it.
But if commitment isn't attached,
With a plan to match...
Some folks will never know,
How it feels...
To touch a dream that comes to life.
And when one has spent many sleepless nights,
In pain and 'still' applies emotions felt to accomplish...
With a focused devotion no one witnesses to see to believe,
Luck has nothing to do with what has been achieved!
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This Kind of Devoted Discipline
Many do not understand,
This kind of devoted discipline.
Some don't understand the benefits of discipline,
Period.
And it is difficult for them,
To connect success with a drive that is focused.
Some people believe luck is involved,
That comes to assist achievement.
And not intention...or,
The sweat of hard work and sleepless nights.
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Effort
It takes initiative.
Sometimes unrelenting...
To accomplish a task,
From the beginning to end.
And there are times,
What one has chosen to do...
May be too much loved,
To ever give up to walk away.
With motivation, purpose and direction,
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion...
May require dedication for the rest of one's life.
Depending on how deeply one is determined and affected.
No matter how easy or hard it may look,
From the outside looking in.
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion.
With that set in motion,
Few people could careless how they are perceived.
Knowing blood, sweat and many tears,
May never be subjected to leave.
Oh yes...
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And with that set in motion,
In the heart of one devoted...
Few doing this could careless,
How they are perceived by the rest.
It takes an effort that will be tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Just One Lucky Dude
Hardships.
Pain and sorrow.
Discipline, sacrifice.
Loneliness and isolation.
Holding on to have a dream,
Realized as wished.
With no guarantee of its final appearance,
Is what it takes with commitment to succeed.
'I understand what others may have done.
But what formula did you use,
To make your success achieved...
So easy.'
I sat back and procrastinated.
And did nothing everyday,
But bragged about what I would do...
IF I had the opportunity.
'I knew it.
That's what I've been telling everybody.
You aint better than nobody else.
Except you just one lucky dude.'
And blessed.
'Whatever.'
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For The Record
For the record.
Let this today,
Be expressed.
No interest to apply discipline,
Or respect for their own culture...
Came from them with respect given.
Until someone they believed they knew...
Had been rumored to get paid,
For this activity!
And years unknown,
By them achieved.
It was perceived what had been accomplished,
Comes to some quite easily.
And collectively a failure grew.
Leaving them stunned.
With a mumbling done.
'How is this possible? '
Knowing the gifts from God,
Who gives.
Maintaining integrity.
And taking initiative.
Sustained with faith!
And the facing of obstacles.
With a belief success comes uncontested.
Desired and possible.
Although it might be tested.
With a bit of heartbreak and failure,
In the mix.
But getting up after stumbling.
Convinced...
One can accomplish anything,
If one's mind is committed to it!
For the record...
Let this today,
Be expressed!
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Keep Your Eyes On the Pitch
Keep your eyes on the pitch.
Don't choke up!
Or switch hit.
If you do this right,
You'll score guaranteed home runs.
And every base you touch,
By strategic devotion...
With a discipline that's meant!
You can expect,
Yourself to be prepared...
For more to come.
Since the ingredients to do this...
Have begun to sink in.
You are better than sitting,
Twiddling with your thumbs on your backside.
You are better when in the mix.
Holding that bat,
With a pride you can not resist.
Stir up that motivation!
Don't allow it to blur.
When you are focused,
There is no challenge that comes to match.
When you are focused and that is made known...
Your detractors will take two steps back.
Just keep your eye on that pitch!
Don't swing at anything and then throw fits.
Don't dare choke up or switch hit.
Practice and rehearse,
As if your life depends on it!
Stay energized!
And if you do this right,
You'll score guaranteed home runs.
And every base you touch,
By strategic devotion...
With a discipline that's meant!
You can expect,
Yourself to be prepared...
For more to come.
If your desires are to aspire to get beyond,
Striking out!
To be left undone.
There is more to life,
Than knowing when and how to play the game.
There is more to life that can be welcomed.
If you are flexible enough,
To know when to duck.
And not be strickened or become awestruck!
Don't look to either side.
Up or down.
It's not worth it.
Focus and look forward.
Just keep your eyes on that pitch.
And if it is not thrown the way you want it...
Don't blow a gasket to have a tantrum and quit!
Keep your eyes glued on that pitch.
And if you hear a 'boo' at all...
Don't you worry about it!
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Persistent Consistency
A persistent consistency...
With detemination to excell,
Generates a motivation...
From inside one where it dwells.
Seeking an acceptance,
For that which one loves to create...
Will never satisfy an ego that tries,
To enforce upon others...
An appreciation shown that escalates.
One attempting to do this,
Is not connected mentally...
To the gifts they have.
Or feel blessed to nourish,
As time passes on from their grasp.
Many seek results and success,
Quickly delivered.
Without a discipline applied.
Or a sacrificing done of a social life.
A persistent consistency...
With detemination to excell,
Generates a motivation...
From inside one where it dwells.
And does not derive,
From an outside source for a thriving to arrive.
Some nights may be substituted,
For a sleeplessness...
Ambitions seduce to produce.
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Rushing Through Broadway Traffic
Motivation!
And devotion combined,
Seem to affix themselves...
With unequivocal discipline hinged,
Tightly.
With commitment cemented.
Those hoping for lightening to strike them,
With a stroke of 'good luck'...
Are blinded by stars neon bright on a marquee.
As visions of rushing through Broadway traffic,
Prevents a yielding to patience.
Or a stopping to dropp fantasies day dreamed.
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Just A Few Of Those Experiences
There is nothing like maintaining one's beliefs.
With a faith sustained,
To one day see them realized.
And there is something inside,
That validates a pride kept through spells of weeping.
Some may call this arrogance.
Ego with a touch of self centeredness.
Or the favorite one many use...
With nothing else to say,
They may refer to this as 'luck'.
But one who holds onto a belief,
Through critique, crawling on knees...
And character assassination.
With a sacrificing of a reputation...
It is not with 'luck' that success is achieved.
Endurance.
Patience.
And the tolerance of ignorance,
Are but just a few of those experiences...
One sacrifices to achieve what is received.
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To Shmooze and Deliver Smack
Like everything else they have manage to do,
That lacked compassion, commitment, devotion.
And a focused seriousness with discipline.
They have expectations to achieve successfully,
Lofty goals and golden dreams.
Based upon their ability to shmooze and deliver smack.
And the cracking of a joke or two,
Will get them a trip on a ship sailing towards Utopia.
And nothing said or done by anyone,
Can express how the odds are 'not' in their favor!
Nor the likelihood of them seeing a dinosaur,
Strolling down 5th Avenue in an Easter bonnet.
Some 'things' just aint gon' happen!
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Within The Next Few Months
Insinuations made to misguide with a plotting,
Of a shining done of a focused spotlight...
One would like to get,
But has planted few seeds to deserve.
Is a maneuvering done by someone,
On a mission to usurp attention from another.
Only to discover...
It takes more than emoting with a seizing to hold,
An attention from those...
Who seek more than freelanced embellishments.
If discipline with a consistency is not there to be seen,
Any plotting done with insinuations to leave...
Eventually demeans the doer of this activity.
With an unintended declaration,
Of their own lack of motivation taking center stage.
'I understand what it is you 'might' have done.
However...
Unlike the others you've discussed to throw under the bus,
Can you show me more of what it is you actually do?
IF that doing of it as you have stated...
Is your desire and purpose in 'life' you wish to accomplish.'
~Well...I...uh...
Haven't quite found the time just yet!
But within the next few months...
I am certain my schedule will then allow it.~
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That I Did Not Say
If you 'were' to select,
Someone to which your abilities were compared...
To be critiqued.
Whom would you pick?
'Hmmm...
Let's see.
I would probably pick someone who believed,
Their best was to achieve mediocrity.'
But suppose their efforts were championed.
And the greater of your efforts were deemed to be less.
Wouldn't that bother you?
Wouldn't you be upset?
'Why should I be bothered?
My mind is not one of a critic.
And I spend no time deciding 'whom' to crtique.'
So you think nothing of your accomplishments.
Nor of your notoriety.
'THAT I did not say.
My devotion, commitment and sacrifice,
Consistency with persistence and longevity...
Should speak for itself.'
Then you are familiar with being criticized?
'Oh yes.
Definitely.
But I've been working on my low tolerance,
When showing I am getting annoyed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Touches Of An Angel Distributing Luck
The easier a perception,
Of how one's life is lived...
The one perceived erroneously,
Is rumored to be lazy.
Or 'gifted' by the touches of an angel...
Distributing luck and unquestionable abundance.
No one accepts someone like this,
As being sacrificial.
Or sweating constantly to accomplish,
What one desires with a focused wish.
Or that a success that has been made public,
Has been more than well deserved.
Or...
Has an intention to receive,
The benefits...
From a toiling away,
On many a sleepless night!
As others have no problem,
Manifesting their critique on a daily basis.
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SleepLess Nights
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
Tossing and turning
Too much on my mind
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
Laying awake staring
At the celing
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
So tired I cant move
So tired I can't sleep
Sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
When will dreams come?
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What is faith and belief? .....
Although, we say that a man with faith
can win the world without trouble
But faith is believing something is not seen
We do exercise believe in faith everyday
But believing in reality is more truth than faith
We cannot see most things that we have faith
even they are existing like a faith in God.
When we become lack of belief in ourselves
then we become nothing but weakening in our soul
Most of the people dream to have something
and they want them to come true within their faith
They don't want to achieve them through belief in reality.
Some think faith and belief are part of evolution
It is true that success in life need to have both faith and belief
but belief is the way of searching for the truth or reality
Faith is known as trust on something but absence of proof
But belief is built with knowledge and a reality is proofed.
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2008 Ravi Sathasivam
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Faith in Belief - Coping Strategy
Must have faith or what else is left?
Lack of faith, sorrow bereft
Belief in a God, nature, galactic deities
Even atheistic belief gives some amenities
Belief in self to succeed
The need to daily feed
Belief in love, seeking to thrive
Faith in thriving to stay alive
Those with no faith to look forward to
Stranded, without a helping clue
Grasp a belief enabling you to cope
One that brings fulfillment with hope
Faith in music unbound
Open ears to the acoustic sound
Sweet rhythms renowned
Belief that art opens the way
Creative devotion bless the day
For some, blind faith is better than none
Others may curse their belief, ready to abscond
Seek a belief peaceful, considerate
Avoid following the fanatical illiterate
The three C’s of hardiness agility
Commitment, Control, Creative ability
Deliver strong sustainability
Belief in Joy and Happiness, treasured gold
Warm goodness and kindness never cold
Resolve persistent griefs
With faith in positive beliefs
(September 2008)
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An Appreciation For The Highs And Lows
I did not invent motivation.
Nor was initiative,
Sitting in a variety store...
Wishing that it,
I would come along to pick.
And dedication with devotion,
Was not served to me on a silver platter.
No matter how long I sat wishing for dreams to exist.
Something inside of me arrived long ago.
A comprehension to understand...
Yearning without earning,
What I wanted was not going to be...
In stars that glowed.
And the wearing of fine clothes,
Was not prioritized as my objective.
With lessons taught and disappointments bestowed,
I learned that patience wasn't everything I need to know.
I needed to know the connection between hard work, sacrifice...
And arguments I've settled with discipline in stubborn fights,
Helped me open my eyes...
To the kind of world this is I am blessed to live in.
BLESSED.
Without those selfish expectations.
I did not invent motivation.
Nor was initiative,
Sitting in a variety store...
Wishing that it,
I would come along to pick.
No!
I learned to tie my own shoes,
Before I was able to walk.
And dedication with devotion,
Was not served to me on a silver platter.
No matter how long I sat wishing for dreams to exist.
And...
The clearing of weeds off my own path,
Began a process of adventure through hills and valleys...
With an appreciation for the highs and lows,
That never seem to end.
And 'if' that is my task to last...
Who's journey is this I've been given to enjoy?
And FREE.
At no charge to me.
But to live it as it is with a gratitude expressed.
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Just Another Useless Gift Given
Everyone is born with a gift.
But not too many realize,
Having a gift without initiative...
Motivation and drive,
With discipline and sacrifice...
To see that gift thrive to heights,
Is just another useless gift given...
One takes for granted.
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How I'm Able to Accomplish What I've Done
All through my life I've heard it stated,
Who is doing 'what' for me.
And how my life has been made easy...
By the very same folks,
Who haven't been in my life for many years.
And I love and miss them.
But facts are what they are!
Most of my life has been spent,
In the practice of assisting other people.
Carrying oil cans and doing those chores.
Because I was the only man in my household.
And my mom didn't 'shrimp' on what she expected,
Of me.
That's how I remember my 'cushioned' life.
'But...
Son,
You have been able to do this...
With such effortless cool.
I dig it and it's hip! '
~But, My Father...
Without You,
None of what I've done would have been accomplished.
Without You...
I'd just be another fool complaining about my life! ~
'Ssssshhhh...
Yeah...
They do complain a lot, huh?
Keep your voice down!
I thought you said you wanted to keep your activities mysterious? '
~Yeah, I do...
But Geessshhh,
Don't these folks know...
How I'm able to accomplish what I've done? ~
'Not necessarily!
If I had a nickel for every hypocrite professing their faith,
And devotion to Me...
I'd be able to end the economic crisis within hours!
If not immediately.'
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So Very Clear
I don't expect you to know me.
Or how I managed to travel this far,
Without you.
I had to put my life on hold,
Because of a devotion within me felt.
That kept me away from selfish endeavors.
For many years I thought less about feeding my needs.
To provide those needs for those I adore.
I didn't think twice of sacrifice.
Or having those things...
I wanted then that were nice.
I even spent nights alone without companionship.
Wishing I sat with anyone who understood,
The depth of my commitment.
And why I had to deal with it!
I even got sick...
Prepared and ready I was to embrace death.
That's when you and your friends,
Socialized without end...
Having fun and comparing dance steps.
I remember spending six weeks,
Feeling weak...
In a forced locked down isolation meant!
To heal and recover as I did...
Has created within me a freedom from limitation.
And an abundant insight instead!
I don't expect you to know me!
Or how I managed to travel this far without you.
But I do understand where you are coming from.
I was there myself!
That is why where you are is so very clear!
And I am blessed with a gratefulness,
My faith has strengthened!
Since it has been God alone,
Who has kept me here!
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To Silence Those Minds In Doubt
Desire...
Always seems to pass the test of time.
Finding one without it,
And with a dream...
Is an unlikely observation.
Motivation, desire and initiative,
Are close teammates.
And a team without desire,
Seems less motivated.
And the initiative begins to procrastinate.
Desire...
Always seems to pass the test of time.
Just like a success achieved is a conditioning,
Kept believed...
In one's mind to feel all the time,
With a passion undescribed to define.
And desire simmers like embers burning.
It doesn't have to rage to display what is meant to be.
A desire started accomplishes.
A desire started rarely does not end to flicker out...
Before it blazes on the scene,
With produced results...
To silence those minds in doubt.
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