Mummified
Irate and ready to berate...
With a scolding.
Just for the sake,
Of negativity to celebrate.
Mummified and self righteous,
Tight lipped and organized.
Despising their own lives,
Clearly undisciplined and yet patronized.
With a stunning that's overdone.
Although dieing inside,
With a fear they hide.
That minimizes insight.
But recognizes everything...
For them that is not right.
With a quickened appetite,
To maximize a fighting done...
For an excitement that delights,
A taste for rambunctiousness!
And squeezing they do every dropp of blood.
Until every bit of consciousness drips,
And is gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Not, Berate...Yourself!
Be not dismayed about your setbacks.
Or your lack of control when they seem to latch.
Avoid any re-enactments,
That attempt to saddle.
Clean the slate.
Do not, berate...yourself!
Be not dismayed about your setbacks.
Or your lack of control...
When those setbacks take hold,
To ride and latch to attach.
Say no!
Why do this,
Then renew it!
Say no...
Let them go.
Refuse to have any of that.
Get those setbacks right off your back.
Decide you are not that easy ride.
Avoid any re-enactments.
That may come to saddle.
To sap and zap your well earned pride!
Remember...
There is a dignity you pride,
Invested.
You can, if wished...
Push that pride and dignity aside.
But you should dismiss this...
If you wish,
Those setbacks not to ride...
For the rest of your life!
Can you imagine...
Being further burdened,
By those freeloaders?
Do not, berate...yourself!
In a gimmick over mimicked,
With a scolding loathed.
Why do this,
Then renew it!
Do not, berate...yourself!
In a gimmick over mimicked,
With a scolding loathed.
Remember this...
There is a dignity you pride,
That has been invested.
Say No...
To that ride!
Clean the slate.
Do not, berate...yourself!
Why do this,
Then renew it!
To boo and hoo.
Do not, berate...yourself!
Why do this,
Then renew it!
To boo and hoo...
THEN renew.
Do not, berate...yourself!
No...no...no.
Do not, berate...yourself!
No...no...no.
Do not, berate...yourself!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kids Will
Corruption of the mind. Innocence burnt away in time. A childhood dream. Creating so many demons. Forever fighting. Never willing to start dieing. Always denying for the sake of surviving. Peace spits upon your face. Saying you never can have me. Keep reminding yourself it isn't a race. No matter the loss of so much dignity. Their is still plenty. Self respect for the reject. The consent burning pride. Brings you to the point of suicide. Thoughts of razor blade across and down the wrist. Remember kids its always down the road. Do it right unless its to feel pain. Some have a sensation-able appetite for just that. Its a horrible embrace. To know you cant do any better. Its like never finishing writing that letter cause you think it pointless. Without reasoning, without meaning. Is that something you are willing to start believing. Well not me, not me, you hear me! I will not leave it to what one would call destiny. I will dropp the bomb. I go to where i don't belong. I will take over what should be already be mine.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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1. Two Red Candles Burning Through Night
chinese wedding
two red candles burn
though the night
wax sizzles,
drips, drips
with our red hot
passion for each other
drips, drips
fluidly down the bar
the whole night
drips, drips, with
each pause of
our desire
each hug of our
affirmation for
each other
drips, drips
with our thirst
for each other
drips, drips
and clings to
the bar, warm
as our bosoms
drips, drips
solidifying
the night into our
assurance
for each other
drips drips till
the morning
turning the night
into an ecstatic
tour de force,
a union crystallising in
a mass of bliss
resting quiet on
the base of two
exhaust candles
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Upon the Table of Fulfilled Wishes
Teach me not to nibble and feed,
On an appetite of my own selfish needs.
I am seeking a new diet,
That inspires a fresh insight.
With a brightness that incites,
A joyous excitement.
Teach me to appreciate all that I am.
Help me reach out to others...
To awaken that view,
Enabling them to see 'that' within them too!
If you've come to teach me greed.
Teach me to crave the gluttony of happiness.
Teach me to instruct others...
Deception is not a taste,
To welcome with an invitation...
At this grand feast to take place!
Teach me not to nibble and feed,
On an appetite of my own selfish needs.
Teach me to know that my happiness and joy...
Can only be fed,
If others are encouraged to also share.
Bringing with them a dish...
To spread upon the table of fulfilled wishes,
In this season of blessings to caress!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Collection
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth)
Ive got a photograph
I took a picture of you
I took your photograph in front of my favourite view
You play the part so well
You look so sure and free
No one could ever tell that you belong to me
And cause you lie so well
Ive got to pin you down
Under lock and key
So you will always be in my in my collection
If you cant speak you cant lie
If you cant run and you cant hide
I know a place you cant die
So no one lives inside
My collection
I want to capture you
I want to immortalize
The way you play with your hair
The way you flash your eyes
I taste the air you breathe
I taste the food you eat
I keep your nails and hair
And some of the clothes you wear
If you cant speak you cant lie
If you cant run you cant hide
And if youre dead you cant die
So no one lives inside
No one lives inside
My collection
Ive got some photographs
Id like to show them to you
though you dont know the girls
Youll recognize the view...
song performed by by Marillion
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One Drop of Christ's Blood Shed…
One dropp of blood
of Jesus Christ, shed
Frees millions of sinners
Of their life-time sins!
One dropp of blood
Of Savior Christ, priceless
Absolves the punishments
Of the worst repentant sinners!
One dropp of blood
Of Messiah Christ
Opens the gates of heaven
For souls which yearn for God.
One dropp of blood
Of the slain Lamb of God
Annuls eternal damnation
Of all who repent and plead!
One dropp of blood
Of the Redeemer Christ
Can save mankind
From the fire of Hell!
Such is the immense power
Of the blood of the Son of God,
Who suffered and died upon the cross
for mankind's sake!
The sacred blood of Christ
Can sanctify all souls,
Who are truly sorry from heart,
From time immemorial!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 22-06-12
poem by John Celes
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The Aries In Me
The blood curdling screams. I can still hear em. I wish i could just wake up from this bad dream. The pain comes from every direction. Its an infection of the mind. There comes a time when you must be cold. When you must say hell, no. I will not take this sitting down. I will fight everyone and anyone down to my last dieing breath. It is worth dieing for, it is worth killing for. I felt it and all i want more. Destroy or be destroyed. Hate me today, hate me tomorrow, your better off that way. I'm fighting the world today. So bring an army, cause i wont go down quietly. Its my night tonight. Can you see it in my eyes I'm on fire. Yeah i called you lier. I call them as i see em. And i wont back off. I'm a pissed off rottie who is no longer tied up. I'm ready to f*ck your sh*t up.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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What Is It that I Seek
Could I announce from a pulpit,
Travesties I disdain?
Within my consciousness that remains.
To inflict my personal conflicts...
With a revealing of my own insecurities,
I can not shake.
Why do I have a need from a pulpit,
To announce this to berate in a scolding.
And to what desired effect?
There has to be 'something' within me,
I have not been able to face.
There has to be 'something' within me,
An honesty has not graced...
That permits a self examination,
To thoroughly erase.
And what is it that I seek...
To continue to punish others,
For those mistakes I've made?
Is it my own acceptance?
Or my deceptions...
That will not from me go away.
And I need the assurance I am protected,
By my own creation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Makes A Better Stew
Medicate to get your groove on,
If it makes a better stew.
And the taste of it is 'super',
With a knowing of this too.
Medicate to get your groove on,
If it makes a better stew.
And the taste of it is 'super',
With a knowing of this too.
Why not,
Create your own stupor.
Why not,
Pace inside your coop.
Why not,
Minimize beliefs.
And...
Maximize that duping,
To yourself that you do.
Medicate to get your groove on,
If it makes a better stew.
And the taste of it is 'super',
With a knowing of this too.
Why not,
Create your own stupor.
Why not,
Pace inside your coop.
Why not,
Maximize that duping,
To yourself that you do.
Why not,
Minimize beliefs.
And...
Maximize that duping,
To yourself that you do.
Why not,
If the taste is 'super',
And this makes a better stew.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silver Sleep
A night I will commit
A most ungodly thing
I will commit suicide
With the poison I keep
A night I will commit
My last dropp of blood
I will commit suicide
Because you did too
I will commit my suicide
Tonight at sunrise, on the
Roof of Hell, I will commit suicide
With a poison of Silver Sleep
As I take the syringe
And fill it with
The one dropp of the poison
I begin to taste it before it touches skin
The syringe is filled
I place the needle in my skin
And I press the back of the syringe down
The silver liquid passes through my system
I feel no pain
I am now dieing
Lights show around me
As blood passes my lips
The one I love is next to me
But I can no longer hear his voice
My eyes close and I see only darkness
My commitment to suicide has been fore filled.
I dropp the syringe as I fall
To the city street below me
The poison from the Silver Sleep
Is now upon me forever.
poem by Jade DragonHeart
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Crazed With a Dazing Underwhelment
Maybe you do have a clue,
I have used your negativity to inspire.
Perhaps you are aware,
Your disdain enflames and motivates.
You can not be that unconscious,
That your presence ignites my excitement.
And if I can offer this advice...
Hopefully you will take!
Celebrate your madness,
With the acknowledgement...
I have taken your outrage,
And produced something great!
You should be delirious by now!
If not crazed,
With a dazing underwhelment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweet and Soft Whispers
I may not be a bit psychic...
But I know it's there.
That love inside you fight.
With a wish I might like it.
No, I may not be a psychic...
But that fragrance you wear is in the air.
You want to give me a chance.
To cuddle up and romance.
I believe you want me alone.
To claim and have me as your own.
You want me close enough to hear...
Those sweet and soft whispers in my ear.
And I may not be a bit psychic.
But I know it is there.
That love inside you fighting to appear.
With a wish that I might like it.
And have it in my arms to hold it near.
Oh...
Your excitement you try to hide.
But I know it's there.
And not that deep inside.
And I just may keep it a secret...
Until you make me aware.
I may not be a psychic...
But I know what you feel,
For me...
Is there!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gifted Ticket Taken
With a gifted ticket taken,
Anyone can go to places...
With a price already paid.
With a gifted ticket taken,
It becomes easier to get away.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
One will discover it's okay...
To get onboard,
And explore the unknown.
With a gifted ticket taken,
No one is bored.
Or feel they have ignored their trials.
Or chores expected to soothe with smiles,
Upon the faces awaiting to take full credit.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
All onboard...
Are ready to tour.
With a freeing off their backs,
Attractions carried that attacked.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
All onboard...
Are never bored,
With a freeing off their backs...
And with a sigh of satisfaction.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate...
The patience,
It took...
To get that taste anyone can salivate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate...
The patience,
It took...
To get that taste anyone can salivate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate...
The patience,
It took...
To get that taste anyone can salivate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Tenderfoot in Lovesick
Lovesome lad doesn't know really what he wants?
And his poor parents are worried.
They take him to all the specialists with great hardships
But the sickness not diagnosed yet.
She is engaged the nextdoor lass
But the boy imagines an illusive love affair.
He is already matured now; but still a single.
And she lives happily with her grand children.
Love knot tightens day by day
And the tight-lipped dreams of his death bed seems ready.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Not Even the Obvious Shelters Can Protect Those Afraid
It is not easy,
Being the one deceived.
Or having that done,
By more than one.
But once that is known...
The flight from it,
Can bring one a happiness.
When it is realized,
How many have accepted it.
Without comprehending...
The participants and the depth of it!
It is not easy,
Discovering the truth.
When so many deny that it exists.
Afterall...
Aren't beliefs based on non-fiction?
How can so many,
Live addicted to fiction?
But it has been done!
And to awaken from delusions,
Can stun anyone!
And this stunning when it comes...
Many will attempt to shun!
However...
This is 'reality'.
There regardless...
Who decides from it to run!
And those who were taunted,
By those who flaunted lives of lies...
Are not the ones trying to disguise,
The gloom that appears in their eyes!
A consciousness that has arrived,
Is there openly to see.
And not stunted behind masquerades...
By those in fear,
Seeking somewhere to hide!
Or somewhere to cloak,
Unspoken feelings felt inside.
These are the days,
Bare neccesities are craved.
And yet egos in self praise...
Are the ones finding the most discomfort.
But truth never hides,
Or provides charades!
Not even the obvious shelters,
Can protect those afraid!
'This is the dawning of the Age of Reality.
The Age of Re-al-ity.
Ree-al-ity!
Harmony and understanding...
And so forth and so on it goes!
And where it stops?
Nobody knows! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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THICK CALVED GIRL...by Talile Ali
GIMME A THICK CALVED GIRL
WHO WILL WRAP TIGHT AROUND ME
GIMME A THICK CALVED GIRL
WHO'LL HUMP ME TILL I CAN'T SEE
I WANT YOU TO WORK MY MUSCLE
AND TAKE THE BEST RIGHT OUTTA ME
I WANT YOU NAKED AND READY
TO DO SOME SERIOUS SEX RIGHT NOW
ALL SWEATY AND DELICIOUS
READY TO GRANT MY EVERY WISHES AND HOW
I LIKE THE WAY YOU COME AND GREET ME
COME AND TAKE OUT TO PLOW
BURNIN AND A CHURNIN
DEEP INSIDE THAT JELLY ROLL
STROKIN AND A POKIN
TIL MOMMA REACHES HER GOAL
AS SHE TAKES ME UP AND MAKES ME
SPIRALING DOWN HER SWEET BLACK HOLE
COSMIC IS HER FIRM DESIRE
AS SHE DRIPS ALL OVER ME
DEEP INSIDE A CHURNING FIRE
IM SO CONSUMED BY WHAT I SEE
YOU JUST DEVASTATE ME BABY
YOU OWN THE HEART OF ME
poem by Talile Ali
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Love Me Love Me
ove me love me say you're gonna love me
I know you're ready to go
I'm I'm ready to go
dropp dropp hot stop the eye lock
I must be dreaming go hit the alarm clock
Under the lights, coming alive, she's thriller tonight
ay ay ay
One dance, two dance is not enough
You got that glow on the dot so Im not giving up
I'm reading your mind you know I'm a psychic
Why you try to hide it hide it
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
I know you're ready to go
Love me love me say you're gonna love me
Dont leave me out on the floor
I'm saying woah-oh-oh-oh
Don't tell me no-oh-oh-oh
Love me love me say you're gonna love me
I'm I'm I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
Love me love me, lo-love me lo-love me
Love me love me, lo-love me
I'm ready to go
Cant stop, wont stop the party rock
You got that red of you're lips, sweet, like Betty Crock-ER
So call a doc-TER
Cause someone needs to take your temperature you're getting hotter
All of the lights, coming alive, she's thriller tonight
I'm reading your mind you know I'm a psychic
Why you try to hide it hide it
When I rock, you roll
You're loosing control
And if you got that feeling throw your
hands up in the air
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
I know youre ready to go
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
Don't leave me out on the floor
I'm saying woah -oh-oh-oh
Don't tell me no-oh-oh-oh
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
I'm I'm I'm ready to go
I'm I'm ready to go
You be Juliet I'll be Romeo
What you waiting for you know you wanna go
Dont say goodbye cause we just said hello
say your gonna love me girl cause I need to know
Ready? Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go
Ready? Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go
Lets do this
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
I know youre ready to go
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
Dont leave me out on the floor
I'm saying woah -oh-oh-oh
Dont tell me no-oh-oh-oh
Love me love me say youre gonna love me
I'm I'm I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
Love me love me, lo-love me lo-love me
Love me love me, lo-love me
I'm ready to go
Love me love me, lo-love me lo-love me
Love me love me, lo-love me
I'm ready to go
poem by Jojo Jonna
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Now I Nibble
Where are my feet?
Once placed on solid ground.
Why am I now unsure of my steps?
When my eyes were directed,
To fresh places I found.
Why do I question,
My place in this World?
Where are those faces...
Once full with life,
I knew!
What has happened overnight,
When I once felt safe and secure...
My dreams and wishes,
Would stay fixed and motivated.
Strong with appetite!
Now I nibble...
When once accustomed to huge bites.
Now I nibble without a taste that delights.
Now I nibble just to keep my eyes,
From shutting tight!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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squeezing
what dropp is left
from the mind
it is not blood
nothing like
pus, it is air,
this emptiness
that keeps
giving off
what i have not
seen before,
it is crying to be
let out, so i may
give room for
the unknown,
the mysterious
and glorious,
the x and y,
until there is
meaning, a
solution, a
redemption.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Happy When I'm Crying
E per noi un piacere augurarvi insieme
Ai R.E.M. un buon cetriolo
(It is a pleasure for us to wish you, together
with R.E.M., a merry cucumber)
I need a song to help along
When it feels wrong it seems so long
To get to the light
We live in homes talk on phones
Hear the tones can you hold
Moving fast as light TV's on at night
Does peace come out of fighting
Can truths come out of lying
I'm happy when I'm crying
If reality is what I see newspapers mag-azines TV
Tell's what's going on leading us along
It's not absurd to all get heard
Put our feelings into words
You have to reach inside no feelings to hide
Does peace from out of fighting
Can truth come out of lying
I'm happy when I'm crying
Bring children into the world
We couldn't have done it by ourselves
Stop and wonder why
There's more than meets the eye
Somewhere inside I did believe
I can't belong I was wrong
I have gained insight
I will see the light
Truth isn't lying
Peace isn't fighting
Love isn't dying
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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