Margin Of Error
Impossible it is to have zero defects,
In an ongoing business relationship...
When an attachment to spats and tit for tats,
Begin.
Escalated screaming matches do not end,
With a forgiveness easily given.
And allowing a margin of error to widen,
In which obvious disrespect...
Becomes an open battle shown in public,
That is addressed between two that exists...
So difficult it is to continue to accept this!
And then pretentions enter in.
Introductions of rumors gossiped,
Has in fact exposed reality.
And without maturity expressed,
Dividends of happiness one expects to get...
Is not worth the prospects,
Of waiting with patience for positive change...
People who pay exorbitant fees,
For counseling are led to believe.
And the better it is for one's emotional survival,
To just walk away from an investment lost.
Than to pay the cost to sit behind bars confined,
With lots of time on one's mind trying to forget...
Being impulsive, selfish and impetuous.
'When I pushed him off the balcony,
It did not occur to me then...
How high we were.
And how low I allowed myself to stoop.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Comforted By a Fling
Could I be faithful,
In a monogamous relationship.
Without threats of being attacked,
By a hot pot of grits.
Or being collared or leashed,
With locked wrists.
After awakening from a stupor...
Listening to someone 'hiss'?
Is Christmas celebrated,
Every year on December 25th?
Yes! It is.
And I've tried it...
That monogamous bit.
And some things for some people,
Are better to forget.
I often ask myself this...
If I willfully married,
And I was conscious of it...
My intentions were sincere.
My heart was captured.
And wide awake I was determined not to quit.
I was...
Mad-ly,
In LOVE.
Hypnotized and 'whipped'
Into a craze...
In those days when I declared ownership.
But today I am not in a relationship.
The idea of having one frightens.
And I am aware enough to admit it.
I surrendered my single life twice.
Saying 'I Do' and shaking with nervousness.
The emotional investment it takes to be involved,
Is too stressful when conflicts can not be solved.
And time and effort spent...
Seems to disengage and dissolve.
Senselessness and nonsense,
Do not like oil and vinegar mix.
No matter how delicious a remembered salad.
Growing and learning together is important...
When storms and weather begin to change course.
Being prepared prevents divorce.
And a friendship not there to share...
With a maturity to accept flaws?
Those dividends given in a relationship,
Noticeably come to an end.
Any excuse used is the 'cause'.
Could I be faithful in a monogamous relationship?
Again?
Well...
I have spent a lot of time making bad investments.
And the odds do not seem to be in my favor.
Although I must say,
I am comforted by a fling now and then!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rumors, Conflicts and Constant Gossip
I know your family has questions,
About me and our relationship.
And exactly what it is I do.
With a persistence to see us,
Eventually split!
But please inform them,
Before my impatience slips.
That the slut they believe I am,
Is not me...
But 'had' been you.
Before we met.
And honestly expressed,
Each of our past regrets!
I am no angel,
By no means do I have wings.
And I never pretended to fly,
To disguise my flaws with alibis...
Or compromise the truth I found.
However...
If they continue to ride on high horses...
As if manure that smells does not stink.
Tell them, yes
I might have been divorced before.
But I wasn't the one,
To teach you to be a whore.
You and I have discussed our blemishes.
And we needn't do that to open old sores.
And I was worse than you.
I was thisclose to prostitution.
And 'anything' they've ever said 'I DO' to...
Was to stay busy in our business,
Probably others too!
And we have chosen that to ignore!
That's why I prefer to have them,
Not around us anymore.
Now...
Should I relate this?
Since our past mistakes,
We've already dismissed.
Or is it with me,
You want to keep this...
Our private relationship?
We did not come together,
To smear ourselves with their constant...
Nonsense!
I'm not revisiting our past failures.
Or joining in to share their conflicts.
So they can decide,
What we have discovered...
It will be left up to them to ruin quick.
That kind of sickness,
I can identify and not putting up with!
Now...
Should I relate this?
Or is it with me,
You want to keep this...
Our private relationship?
Is it with me we've agreed there is a happiness?
Or is it your family you wish to please...
Knowing what 'they' share together,
Are rumors, conflicts and constant gossip!
And they talk and speak about 'unity'?
Please!
Should I relate this?
I can be very protective,
When it comes to peace of mind...
And my own happiness in a relationship.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Arguments
Loud voices, heated debates
started out small, escalated
many topics, never ends
stupid remarks, lots of barks
different stories, true or lies
always wrong, sometimes true
undecided, in the middle
does matter which side your on
things get said with no regards
feelings hurt, damaging words
screaming matches, fists a pounding
feet stomping, doors a banging
doesn't matter what it is
arguments happen everyday, anytime
any where, everyone has them
in the end its not worth the fight
worth the words, or the hurt
arguments are not worth the time
many senseless words, wasted time
time to cool off, heal from the words
regain the trust and the friendliness
sometimes it never end
carries to a new day
starts a new argument
let it go and begin a new day
poem by Michael Peterson
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Offended And Upset
People have become too complacent.
With a caring not to listen.
Or a caring done to comprehend!
Believing a sleepwalk exercised...
Through rituals and symbolic traditions,
Would appease the majestic mentalities...
That brought them to experience,
Lives they live here on Earth.
A respect not shown,
Is awakening those with a selfish consciousness.
The disrespect shown to one another...
Has more than just neighbors complaining,
About this thoughtlessness.
Guess what else,
Has been offended and upset?
With no patience left...
For anyone to get their act together!
If anyone has not yet accepted,
The depth of their connected realities...
Soon will discover their beliefs to be dispensible.
Since we have been the welcomed guests!
Not the 'creators' of what we believe,
Can be easily deceived.
WE are not the creators of what we see,
That has allowed us to leech...
Maniputively!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Time To Leave Them Alone
The moment it has been noticed,
That a people have accepted their conditioning...
To remain confined and limited in mind,
With excuses to make to stay that way...
Down to Earth to express pretentions,
In insecure and hypocritical ways obeyed.
It is time to leave them alone.
A process to awaken poses a threat to them.
And anyone suggesting,
They should stretch their consciousness...
By experiencong something different and fresh,
Is whispered and gossiped about trying to do their best...
Of being better than everyone else.
It is easy to observe,
People defiant and what they approve.
The proof is in what they accept!
And what they choose with their time to do.
'I can't stand them.'
~Why? ~
'Listen to the way they talk and walk.
How they dress and express themselves.
And the things that they do...
That are separated from us and the rest.'
~You mean speaking with clarity?
As if they are proud and have identity?
And they seek to know more about their surroundings,
To increase their minds and can not be defined as ignorant?
With a moving forward to discover truth and reality?
And being criticized doesn't seem to bother their integrity,
Since unity means to them being freed from stupidity? ~
'I can't stand them! '
~And I can see why,
They have decided to leave you alone.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life
How many times have you been pushed around?
Was anybody there?
Does anybody care?
How many time have your friends let you down?
Was anybody there?
Did anybody stare?
How many time have your friends let you down?
Just open up your heart
Just open up your mind
How many times has your faith slipped away?
Well, is anybody safe?
Does anybody pray?
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but were alive
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but well survive
How many days have you just slept away?
Is everybody high?
Is everyone afraid?
How many times have you wished you were strong?
Have they ever seen your heart?
Have they ever seen your pain?
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but were alive
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but well survive
She gets high
She gets lost
She gets drowned by the cost
Twice a day, every week, and all of life
She gets high
She gets lost
She gets drowned by the cost
Twice a day, every week, and all of life
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but were alive
Oh, life is waiting for you
So messed up, but well survive
All messed up, but well survive.
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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How Strong 'Is' Your Faith?
Let me settle this,
And get it over with.
I did not just establish my relationship,
With God.
In fact,
In my life I know God exists.
Any atheist wanting to argue their beliefs,
It is not me they need to convince.
That's their business.
I know the path on which I walk.
My acknowledgement comes,
From my own experiences.
And knowing 'Who' and 'What' was there,
To come to my defense.
I have no fear of being alone!
And this I've shown for the past twenty five years.
That's when God and I got down to business.
My relationship with God has even gotten stronger.
So anyone who fears being alone on their own,
Should not perceive with belief...
They can compare their lives lived with me.
And I hope that leaves any doubters,
Out of my affairs.
'Uh...
Who are you talking to?
And why is it necessary to interrupt,
Your meditation? '
I just get fed up sometimes, Father.
'And, I don't? '
I just wanted to get something off my chest.
'Isn't that why you came to Me in the first place? '
Well...I...er...
'I don't want to hear it.
How strong 'Is' your faith? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Allow It To Manifest
Condoning ignorance,
Does not prepare anyone...
To defend against it.
Even those with an abundant wealth of it,
Have not begun to become haunted,
By the error of their foolish ways.
And to have allowed it to manifest,
As an accepted activity to protect...
Will not ever prove to be,
A decision that has made...
The existence of it cost effective.
Since the price of ignorance,
With its after effects expressed...
By the tolerance of a showing of disrespect,
Has already made its appearance...
Weak on dividends expected.
And an investment now so out of reach,
Many now find too expense to sustain...
As a social disbelief now attacking as if a beast,
That has become much too overwhelming to appease.
And yet there are those still wishing to meet,
With time taken to procrastinate in denial.
Feeling that a doing of this showing of a seriousness,
As a useful benefit to click on a few minds too dim.
Much like a suggestion of a gluing of fallen Autumn leaves,
Back onto tree branches from which they fell.
Proposed sacrastically!
But,
Incredibly enough...
There will be many believing that to be a good idea.
An ignorance deep in depths like this,
Is pointless to make attempts to awaken.
A darkness so embedded,
Will never surface to become enlightened.
No matter who has been appointed,
To control the light switch.
The batteries in some heads are dead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That One Who Condones Assumptions
One who leeches and perceives,
They can not mooch off another...
Because it is believed,
That person has nothing to offer...
Or bring to the table for that one to feed,
And eat to feast freely...
Assumptions are kept.
And that person is left alone.
However...
When it is discovered a person can impress,
But refuses to address it...
To leave that to go unexpressed or addressed,
That person...
Who may have been the same one,
Sitting alone to condone assumptions...
Often becomes pestered by the ones,
Who 'thought' there was nothing there to mooch.
But there is always one thing known,
By that one who condones assumptions...
A peace of mind that has been earned and not borrowed,
Will never be nibbled upon to feed anyone...
Who first knows nothing about respect.
And yet expects...
Not to be suspected to be a selfish and self centered leech.
A wisdom obtained,
Isn't always something exposed and known...
To be part of a public domain.
And often it is best,
To play and hold one's cards...
As close to the chest as they can get.
Especially in some environments,
Where expressing disrespect to others...
Is not only accepted but expected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Your Business YOUR Business
Here's a word of advice,
For anyone wishing...
To keep their relationship,
Fresh and private.
And away from gossiped lips.
Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And noses of 'friends',
Away from your door.
That goes for family too!
If you want your relationship,
To last as long...
As the two of you,
Want it to!
Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And you and YOUR business,
Will find much success.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tracked Or Not
There's nothing like the feeling of being tracked.
And those doing it are not in camouflage.
This they want known.
Your back is being watched and this they want shown.
There's nothing more remembered than the acts of disrespect.
The kind that is delivered with a laughing one gets.
And as difficult as it is,
To continue one's life with a head up and positive...
This has to be done,
As if scriptured and quoted from biblical myth!
Those who are challenged are done so above and beyond,
All feeling and emotion felt...
By the ones who enjoy being antagonists.
Some are born just to appreciate being just that...
Grief givers.
Tracked or not...
One's duty is to avoid becoming subdued,
By those who wish to make what they do obvious...
As to stop any forward advancement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Envious
Those who are envious,
Do not only hold that inside...
It is expressed openly,
In the environment in which they live.
This enviousness,
Often oppresses...
Those who are afflicted with this sickness.
And it is handed down through generations,
As if the display of it is a gift!
It should be quarantined,
The moment it is witnessed.
Addressed for what it is and dealt with!
Or it will decay any relationship,
That becomes exposed and associated to it!
Look around.
I am sure it's not difficult to see,
The evidence of it wherever it sits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accept And Forgive
Forgiveness is forgiving someone
no matter how difficult it seems,
For nothing is never that difficult,
Imagine a beautiful bird and let it
fly away,
Nothing can stop you from fulfilling
your dreams,
It is only doubt that stands in your way,
Doubt is nothing but a stop sign,
You learn to walk on by and be on your
way,
Never let anyone cause you sadness or grief,
Be strong and have plenty of faith,
Faith is stronger than you think,
Believe in yourself always,
Remember your mistakes only make you wiser,
No one is perfect that is a true fact,
Have a better understanding of people you
speak too,
Are they negative or positive?
Negative ones be on your way,
As I learn to move on through all my doubts,
Sadness and sorrow be gone,
I replace them with love and forgiveness,
Even a loss of a loved one or a break up,
We must always learn to let go,
No matter what situations we face
We get through by a prayer,
Something new always comes our way,
Life is never all that easy,
That is when we must always learn to
accept and forgive.
poem by Derek James
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Love Is Only Blind When We Don't Want To See The Truth
it just funny,
how some guys will choose,
girls they don't know,
draw them in,
and mess with them,
they make you feel special,
make you feel like the one,
it all happens so quick,
you think it was love,
but love can be blind,
we see what we want,
until it catches up with us,
and we wonder how we got in this mess,
we think it becuz the guy loved us,
but in reality,
all they wanted was,
to turn us into what they want,
they want us to be there puppet,
not there one and only,
if that was the case,
they would want to take their time,
open us like a present,
and charish us,
not use, change and throw away,
we are better than that,
to be treated by a guy,
with little respect,
we only take it,
becuz we feel lucky to find us somebody,
who cares and open there heart,
but when you listen closely,
you realize how selective they are,
telling you what you want to hear,
and in the end,
they want you to accept their past,
but it seems like they can't accept your,
selfish people don't deserve good people,
but you see it happen,
in more ways than none,
but the only person that can stop it,
is the person that is in,
this type of relationship.
poem by Mona Martinez
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To Finally Accept The Process
As much as I hesitated,
And debated with myself...
To finally accept the process,
I 'allowed' myself to age.
Yes!
I 'allowed' myself to do this in stages.
Since I did not want to become overwhelmed,
By an event I was not sure I wanted to attend.
Although others I viewed seemed surprised by it too...
With a protesting shown and much unhappiness.
However, unlike them...
I decided I would not get too comfortable,
With any stage that came to end.
Some chose a stage with a wish to stay.
And fighting with themselves along the way.
I even witnessed others,
Doing their best to prevent maturity.
None physically succeeded,
But mentally...
Many could easily claim a success.
As much as I hesitated,
And debated with myself...
To finally accept the process,
I 'allowed' myself to age.
Yes!
And as each day passes,
I feel more and more blessed.
I no longer feel I should 'allow' this process.
Since I now do it without thinking about it,
With an acceptance felt for me that is best.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leaving Ugliness To Forget
Needed...
Is much more love.
Needed...
Is faith and hope.
With a touch one gives,
To hug!
And needed,
Is a bit more patience.
And not all that ugliness...
Pushed from anyone's lips.
Needed...
Are a few recipes.
Those kind that mixes joy...
With a rise to increase peace.
And what we need,
Is an empathy believed.
We are together here...
And not bits of eaten cheese.
Needed...
Is much more love.
Needed...
Is faith and hope.
With a touch one gives,
With lots of hugs!
And needed,
Is a bit more patience.
And not all that ugliness...
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
We don't need that ugliness,
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
No no no no!
We don't need that ugliness...
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
Oh no oh no no...
We don't need that ugliness.
An ugliness like this,
To forget!
Oh no oh no no...
We don't need that ugliness.
An ugliness like this...
Pushed from anyone's lips!
We can have more happiness...
Leaving ugliness to forget.
Yes,
We can have more happiness...
If we left ugliness to forget!
If we left ugliness to forget!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget!
Everybody needs to convince...
All the people!
There's no benefit at all in it!
Everybody needs to convince...
All the people!
There's no benefit at all in it!
We need to leave an ugliness...
To forget!
We need to repent and not re-invent...
An ugliness.
There's no benefit at all in it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accusations
Accusations,
Pour from the mouths...
Of those soured,
By others who do not accept
Excuses.
Insecurities exposed yet nurtured,
Are more damaging if gone ignored!
Than to believe they become the responsibility...
Of the ones victimized by them.
As if shared property...
To protect and keep covered.
As if precious gems.
And if this does not happen,
Accusations begin.
Relationships are ruined.
Allowing rumors to flourish...
With a process that should not have started.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their Closest Relatives
People hypnotized and transfixed,
Have grown more accustomed
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
So accustomed to myths,
People are.
And the praying to what is believed,
To what has been embedded
In their minds,
Exists.
People do not wish to be told,
About the thought process of Nature.
And how that goes.
Or about Earth and Mother Nature.
The relationship between them.
How that works and what they know.
People wish and desire to accept,
They are more powerful
Than that which 'allowed' them life,
And gave to them breath.
People reject with a dismissing of this,
That which gifted them and permitted their lives.
People have grown more accustomed,
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
Yet,
Give zero respect to their closest relatives.
The Sun, The Moon
And how together,
They affect their lives lived here on Earth.
People have chosen to become accustomed,
To ignoring as if they do not hear or listen.
Or are aware of them with comprehension.
People choose not to accept this as is.
People choose to believe from that which exist,
They are not born from it.
People choose for themselves to believe,
For them
There is no connection to perceive.
Even though what is they can not conceive,
Flows through their veins and bleeds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What You Can Be
Sometimes we can't be the one we want us to be,
The dream that we once mold will always be just dream
Hard work and patience, waiting for the time to see,
The outcome of hardships are never meant to be.
Most people do moan, complain and are feeling blue,
Taking everything as nonsense, no one is to be true.
Time that passes by is tiring and boring too,
Nothing was ever done and hollowness will do.
There are so much chaos, frustrations and strains,
Peace, contentment, happiness are hard to regain.
Sometimes it's simply not possible to get in,
Desperately needed someone just to be within.
But why do we stay in a world of nothingness,
Where you can't find the peace and real happiness
Stand, go out and explore, feel the air that blows,
Be the best, show yourself and ignore the flaws.
Gladden your heart, cleanse your thought, magnify your soul,
Soothe your mind, strengthen with the goodness of all.
Be with your friends, good or bad, please don't be annoyed,
Just be yourself, don't wear a mask and you'll enjoy.
Spark your day, be grateful that you have led a life,
Speak to God, hear Him and you will be inspired.
Earn lots of wisdom from the experience we found,
Boost your confidence and feel no fear around.
For us to have a happy life and peaceful spirit,
We do have to accept that all things, we can't get.
Dreams are to be broken for somebody's best.
Just be open minded, face the task to its greatest.
If you can't be the sun in the sky so blue
Because so much clouds are hiding you so.
Why can't be a comet that falls high and low,
Though you are rare to be seen you'll be magic to view.
We can't all be the flowers that bloom beautifully,
And be the center of attraction for the people to see.
Isn't it more important for you to become and be,
The roots that get water for the flowers to gleam.
Likewise, if I can't be the designer of bridge,
The engineer of buildings and homes to live.
I can be the caretaker of my children's lives,
The molder of their behavior and their desires.
So what's the use of dreaming when images are blurred,
It's better to stop reminiscing and just be tough.
Forget the impossible and be realistic enough,
For us to have peace of mind and be on the top.
Don't lose hope and have courage, still you can be,
Someone with purpose, be productive actively.
Though you stumbled and failed in fulfilling your dream,
Your goal is not to end up, now is the time to begin.
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Changes Everlasting
They occur when we least expect
Easy to accept; difficult to accept
All change... change that shoves
That which cushions like gloves
Change brought us here
Change is what will keep us there
poem by David Munene wa Kimberly
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