My Needs Are Yours
My needs are yours.
Although our desires,
May be on separate shores.
When you crave and hunger,
For a life to satisfy your appetite.
I too am there...
With an unquenching thirst.
Hoping that a nourishment,
For us delights.
Never from us to slowly desert,
Or without a moment's notice...
Instantly abandons!
With a sudden flight disliked.
My needs are yours.
Although our desires,
May be on separate shores.
I taste with you in my thoughts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Too Many Moons Ago
Not too many moons ago,
There seemed to have been...
Peace mentioned and wanted.
And not too many moons ago,
Separate shores on lands adored...
People were swift,
To settle their disturbances.
And it seemed just yesterday,
Values enriched...
Quickly drifted away.
And here we are today...
With corruption and conflicts,
Betraying everyone's wishes.
Ending desires...
For a united world that aspires,
To heights that advances.
But instead romances,
Attractions for attack...
In a collective feedback.
And it seems as a fact that...
Not too many moons ago,
There seemed to have been...
Peace mentioned and wanted.
And not too many moons ago,
Separate shores on lands adored...
People were swift,
To settle their disturbances.
But...
All of that,
With desires intact...
Has lost any decisive,
And concrete meaning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is Full of Challenges
Who lied and told you life,
Was an easy process?
Who tried to shield you from the truth...
Must be on new 'meds'.
Life is not a sweetened walk...
With cushions posted for convenient falls.
Nor marshmellow filled with oozing delights.
To satisfy fantasies...
Until one is tucked into bed,
To sleep peacefully at night!
Life is full of challenges.
Even if one chooses to cheat.
Since those who live to deceive others...
Are often seen mumbling to themselves,
On the street!
Or somewhere trying to convince others...
They will have desires to radiate in their greatness!
With a constitutional birthright given...
That frees them,
To dominate all aspects of democracy!
And suntan on shores where they wish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Between Birth and Death!
Between two shores,
Birth and death,
Ignorance and knowledge,
Turmoil and peace,
Mortality and immortality,
There is the ocean of dualities!
The world of dualities,
It is the ocean with waves and tides,
life is found there,
When energy and matter play,
Soul is the player,
stage is mind one is full of confusion!
Identification is what we need,
The world full of life,
light eaters and life eaters,
Autotrophs and Hetrotrophs,
Life eating life,
are parasites or saprophytes,
O, man what are
we?
Listen to call of
Drummer,
Who sent his ambassadors,
Listen to them,
You can cross the shores,
Take deep breath and stop,
See the spinning wheel at head's top,
Let silence be the meditation,
Drum beats may pacify all!
Listen the eternal music,
The heart sing in you,
The lovely melody of love,
that melody subside all dualities of ego!
Then with in you will ask yourself
Hunger and thirst,
Desires and lust,
Needs and greeds,
Love and hate,
Is that all the life?
Your own mind answers you,
You have come a long way,
Look back, dream is over,
You had been there over and over,
You yourself made poorer and poorer,
You moved away from your throne on which you were not there long since!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Basking In Your Glory
Memories beautiful haunt my every appetite I quiver
Yet so misty colored to the tracks of ones own tears
Shallow pictures painted on fainted walls of melancholy days of raptures sweet
Essence yet so bitter taste of fulfillment yet obtained once on distant shores I crave
Lonelier days spent nights clutching my pillow tight yearning for the heat that ignites passion's flair
Thoughts dancing in shadowy places dwelling on such curves you possess
Dreaming of moments together forever I cannot slumber
Like dandelions floating on air in the breeze sets my mind at ease
Yearning, craving, wanting your touch that chills to the depth of my soul
I cry out in desperation for tenderly I sway to the music that wont satisfies my desires
Only for that one moment savored carries me away to paradise longing
Expressive verses causes membranes to thirst with utter indulgences
Absence of barriers no longer define where you begin and I end
Melting into oneness the flames engulfs as penetration of sovereign canyons calling
Sweat runs down nether rejoins comforted by tongues entwined
Buildup aspirations released in an eruption while toes curled violently
To lay down finally achieved at rest while in your arms peace sought now found at last
Precious heaven for that one instant consumed basking in your glory I pray
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Tired of Being the One Stung
Some have no idea they are loved unconditionally.
They perceive themselves to be the honey,
To an addicted bee.
And when that bee takes flight...
The one who believed the honey 'had' would last,
Discovers too late in a self reflection...
'That' bee was the only one,
Who could supply the honey preferred and liked.
To leave the one left for a taste for some.
When a craving missed...
Abandons a dismissed appetite.
And nothing done,
By those pretending to be 'that' bee...
Could come to satisfy like the one,
Who flew the hive!
After getting tired of being the one stung.
And what had been unconditional,
Is wished to return to quench the taste.
But the one who knows what it takes...
Can no longer waste what is made,
On anyone who believes...
They've got the only hive around.
And 'that' bee wont flee!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Celtic Aggression
Somebody cried the death of culture
Somebody spit in a little boy's face
Somebody said you robbed my homeland
Somebody got the wrong impression
So we came across the water
From the shores of the isle of green
Speaking separate tongues
In the death of culture
Somebody said you stole my language
Some people will say anything
Somebody said you robbed my heritage
Some people will believe anything
Somebody said you always spoke English
Somebody got the wrong impression
So we came across the water
From the shores of the isle of green
Speaking separate tongues
In the death of culture
It was the death of culture
It was the death of culture
Bhi machree
Ohin trasna na farraige
Bhi machree
Ohin trasna na farraige
So we came across the water
From the shores of the isle of green
So we came across the water
Speaking seperate tongues
In the death of culture
song performed by by Tonic from Lemon Parade
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Bottomless Buckets
we cannot be delivered from,
what we continually deliver our selves to!
one cannot be healed of the disease,
he does not acknowledge having...
we cannot escape the grasp
of our mortal feeding egos...
until we break the glass,
and see the sky beyond,
and taste it for ourselves.
the primitive man discovering fire,
the first living beings that moved
from sea to land...
the mountains the day after,
the waters divided,
the snail, the spider, the moss covered stone...
are all a part of who we are...
the murderers, thieves, explorers,
native peoples, wolves, wild horses....
stars being born, worlds dying,
the darkness of forever night,
the first dawn, and the last...
the saints, the tyrants, martyrs,
starving children, soldiers killing and being killed...
all a part of who we are, and we of them!
all thoughts conceived by thoughts,
all desires born by desires....
creation merely the repetition
of waves lapping forever shores...
love, the journey of lifetimes interwoven...
souls contained by souls,
held in bottomless buckets!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Desires are the pulses of the soul; as physicians judge by the appetite, so may you by desires.
quote by Thomas Manton
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Cultivate Desire And Ego
Without desire, the world is dry.
Without ego the life is dry.
Desires promote activities.
Activities bring about taste.
The ego plays in maneuvering.
Maneuvering results in esteems.
Without taste and without esteems,
Being will be a waste of life.
Desires denied, sufferings come.
Esteem beaten, feeling low mounts.
Low risk desire is worth having.
Easy task ego too satisfies.
Desires parting, you are worn out.
Ego falling flat, you are blown out.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Desire
Northern star
Am I frightened
Where can I go to rest
I cant sleep
And Im still fighting
Wait, dont breathe
The time destroys a man
A child who understands
That anyone who desires
Is not my kind
Not my truth
Fade away, its all we do
Fade away from the truth
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
And northern star
Please enlighten
The lost prayers of my soul
Childhood dreams
Of death and titans
We were meant to be free
To give ourselves away
So please dont be afraid
Of anyone who desires
Theyre not my kind
Not my truth
Fade away, its all we do
Fade away from the truth
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
cause anyone who desires
Is not my kind
I have no use for you
song performed by by Zwan
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Guess, If You Can…
(a re-post)
nomadic desires
vagrant desires
kleptomaniac desires
splurging desires
hide behind a
façade of placidity
how and when
they surface
and usurp one
is beyond any guess…
19jan2008
23.00hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Body Mine
This solar system mobile
slowly rotates
moved by a tiny breeze
I imagined just might
come from me below
breathing.
This was the silence of me.
The blank day was still
as the inside of a deep vault
no sound outside
no sound from within.
I sank into the moment;
my breathing muting itself
wanting to see
how comfortable
I was with the me
lying there.
Stillness is a severe test.
Then a quiet shudder
as I allowed an exhale longer
and deeper than usual,
this first shudder then
followed by another.
And another.
Breathing seemed to direct
my very being to another space
and my Body Being
in this circumstance
roused itself
came out
and displayed
its secret existence
which I
I realized
I ignore most of my life.
Startling to feel
Startling to realize
my thoughts leapt
to the idea
that this body was alive
separate from my mind
and had it own needs
goals and direction.
Startling to realize
that this my body
is alive in its own
right, separate from
me or my mind
but had separate Being.
I'd always thought that
aliveness was somehow
seated in my mind.
It and I talked.
It and I conversed
but what I thought
in that moment
did my body have to say?
What language does it speak?
I realized
had regarded it as a machine
to be feed or fueled
but not an entity
with its own Ideas.
For example,
does insecurity
lie in the mind
in the brain
or in the body?
What is a body idea
anyway, separate from
my head?
Can a body dream?
All of this was startling
and to this day
I'm still seeking answers
to questions
with more questions still.
Where does my mind start
and my body end?
Not sure.
but one thing is clear
bodies domain
is sexual;
and it wants to live.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Until We Meet Again
The crawling moments of yearnings
Are permeated by rousing desires
Immersed in celestial thirst
And earthly passions
But the soul protests fervidly
What the flesh cannot afford.
It was just yesterday
That I held you in my arms
But you are now
Thousands of miles away
In a remote metropolis
Where a great river
Kisses the northern sky
And I long
For your tender love Soul Mate
In a southern harbour
On the shores of the mighty ocean.
Thus and so life unfolds
As a story of hello and goodbye
Welcome and so long
A time together and a time to fly.
Yet the soul protests fervidly
What the flesh cannot afford.
The crawling moments of yearnings
Are permeated by rousing desires
Now time and space
Drive unyielding wedges
Building disjointing walls of farewell
But on the horizon flowers blossom
Greeting us with blessing
Until we meet again.
poem by Paul Hartal
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I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.
quote by Klaus Kinski
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Separate Ways
I wont apologize
The light shone from in your eyes
It isnt gone,
It will soon come back again.
Though we go our separate ways
Lookin for better days
Sharin our little boy,
Who grew from joy back then.
And its all because of that love we knew
That makes the world go round.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Me for me, you for you
Happiness is never through
Its only a change of plan
And that is nothing new.
As we go our separate ways.
Lookin for better days
Sharin our little boy,
Who grew from joy back then.
And its all because of that love we knew
That makes the world go round.
And its all because of the love we knew
It makes the world go round.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Separate ways, separate ways.
song performed by by Neil Young
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With A Simplifying Of My Desires
I remember the very first time I wanted something,
And it had to be delivered to me overnight.
And then I discovered the difference between wanting,
And needs as well as...
Sacrifice, initiative, devotion and tears.
Disappointment, heartbreak, disbelief, shock and dismissal.
Patience, healing and getting up off my knees.
Needless to say I am more determined today,
To separate my needs from my wants.
With a qualifying done to know what it takes,
To produce with a priority an agenda with a taste...
Of that which I now have learned to do.
With a simplifying of my desires,
Not placed within limitation of hours to realize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Boredom, Some Words
Boredom: the desire for desires.
Leo Tolstoy (1828-1910)
when i get fed up and say i am quitting
it does not mean that it is the end of all these cravings
it is not.
when i shift my head to another direction like a ship changing course
it does not mean that i am leaving
this place
it is not
when i look at you with pity and tell myself what have i done
something that you do not really deserve
that which i myself does not too deserve
it does not mean that i am saying
i stop
it is not
it is not the end of everything it is but another endless beginning
desire that desires more of itself
cravings that crave for more cravings
it is eternity finding itself in eternity
this quest unstoppable
this thirst unquenchable
this self that always begins
insoluble imperishable
this is the boredom of the divine
this is the restlessness unto the rest of its restlessness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Desire For Success
It's only a start
To reach for your desire's that will set you apart
Just like a thirst
Will never be satisfied even if clouds burst
It's the hunger
That will keep your vision clearer
In life desire for success
Can be a moment to progress
All your aspirations
With the right desire can deepen
Make wish
Before this life is finished
Your desire to change the world
Must inspire everyone
Even if it feels like a fantasy
You should never take it lightly
As some desires you need keep on desiring
It's so amazing to feel
It can't be for real
Just express yourself
There is nothing wrong to Desire for Success
poem by Leena Ajay Pimple
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Desires Never Die
Desires never die
One fulfills
New arrives
No one is ever
Satisfied
Without contentment
Life becomes a
Punishment
Endless desires
Need to be controlled
Remain contended
In what you have got
Limit the desires
Reduce the needs
Remain happy
Throughout the life
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Separate savings
The tightest intimacy
Is the physical intimacy
That husband and wife enjoy.
Their separate earnings
And separate pooling
Would mar that intimacy.
The scarifying tendency
In them will slowly die.
13.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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