No Respect For Duets
You can't disowned me.
Like you're getting off a see-saw,
Abruptly.
Especially when I've gotten use to going up and down.
With quick emotions you deliver to emit.
As if I am trained to depict...
Which mood of yours,
I should prepare in patience for your infliction.
You can't but you did,
Drop me to lay flat on the ground.
Exposed and showing a wide opened nose...
From the day you discovered that easily found.
You can't disowned me.
Like you're getting off a see-saw,
Abruptly.
Especially when I've gotten use to going up and down.
With quick emotions you deliver to emit.
As if I am trained to depict...
Which mood of yours,
I should prepare in patience for your infliction.
You found in me someone devoted.
Someone dependable and would be around.
To pick up your smashed pieces.
As you felt after doing this,
Both safe and mentally 'sound'.
With whimpers to come to whisper,
In my ear.
To further have me feeling trapped.
Like some domesticated puppy caught,
In the comfort of a dog pound!
Lapping happily that I'm locked up and latched.
You wish to really sing solo...
I know you do.
And not together in harmony.
To prove to me exclusively...
My heart you can bleed but do not need.
With no respect for duets!
None I've seen you wish to perfect with me.
Although we can open one door,
With separate keys!
Getting up to leave when you please,
To swing in 'flings' as I stay stumped...
On my rump.
Is all that this relationship means.
And you 'think' you are irreplaceable,
As a preference with no match.
However...
Don't believe you can leave,
And off my list you can't be scratched!
You might regard me as a pet...
But you are the one who will have regrets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Depict This Different
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Thaw the cold you hold in your heart.
Depict this different.
And don't let a freezing,
In you start.
Depict it!
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
With purpose and a reason.
Appreciate each season,
With a new breath to breathe.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
Pleased as a breeze.
Depict it.
Give your troubles up.
Depict it.
And be free.
Depict it.
Don't give them any hints,
Your mind's at ease.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
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Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kiss Me Quick
(words & music by doc pomus - mort shuman)
Kiss me quick, while we still have this feeling
Hold me close and never let me go
cause tomorrows can be so uncertain
Love can fly and leave just hurting
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Kiss me quick and make my heart go crazy
Sigh that sigh and whisper oh so low
Tell me that tonight will last forever
Say that you will leave me never
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Let the band keep playing while we are swaying
Lets keep on praying that well never stop
Kiss me quick just cant stand this waiting
cause your lips are lips I long to know
Oh that kiss will open heavens door
And well stay there forevermore
Kiss me quick because I love you so
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Stuck With Mixed Emotions
You've got me,
Locked.
You've got me hinged.
You've got my heart to open up.
But you keep yours,
Hidden within.
I am locked.
And magnetized.
I feel as if a need is clinging,
To never let this feeling end.
You've got me locked.
You've got me hinged.
You've got my heart to open up.
But...
Your door stays closed within.
What am I to do?
You've got me stuck with mixed emotions.
What am I to do?
I can't saddle up and leave.
What am I to do?
You've got me stuck with mixed emotions.
And,
I'd rather not be sure...
Than be sure I've been delusioned.
You've got me locked.
You've got me hinged.
You've got my heart to open up.
But...
Your door stays closed within.
What am I to do?
You've got me stuck with mixed emotions.
What am I to do?
I can't saddle up and leave.
What am I to do?
You've got me stuck with mixed emotions.
And,
I'd rather not be sure...
Than be sure I've been delusioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mood Swing
Why can i change the way I feel?
Why if I change my emotions, does this scar not heal
Nor this love pass away
It persists and it will not die
I feel as if this world is fey
I feel as if my fate is written all over the sky
So everyone, knows... except me
I'm the only one who can't see
So how can I go from happy to sad?
Depressed to glad
When these feelings stick to my heart like glue
When sometimes.... sometimes all I can think about is you
I'm not sure how to cope with this mood swing
Not sure how to sing
When my song is one of affection
But your answer is one of rejection
So what's with this mood swing
Why can't I tame my feelings for you?
Or is it fake?
Were they feelings or did I just make
Make it all up
What is love when I mood swing
What is happiness when I can mood swing
Why do I base my happiness
On circumstance
What a mood swing...
poem by David Knox
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The Human Condition
An age that's in decline
The blind lead the blind
Live from day to day
Nothing here yet you stay
Painful memories you recall
Nothing left for you at all
Your life is your priority
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
You know what will be will be
No such thing as destiny
To watch the world as time ticks by
Many truths that you deny
You cannot change the way you feel
Some emotions you can't conceal
No way to end your misery
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
Salvage you identity
You cannot life off charity
This is a high price to pay
For being led astray
No feeling here but apathy
Can't risk emotional injure
No time for thought or sentiment
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
song performed by by Xentrix
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Human Condition
An age that's in decline
The blind lead the blind
Live from day to day
Nothing here yet you stay
Painful memories you recall
Nothing left for you at all
Your life is your priority
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
You know what will be will be
No such thing as destiny
To watch the world as time ticks by
Many truths that you deny
You cannot change the way you feel
Some emotions you can't conceal
No way to end your misery
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
Salvage you identity
You cannot life off charity
This is a high price to pay
For being led astray
No feeling here but apathy
Can't risk emotional injure
No time for thought or sentiment
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
song performed by by Xentrix
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Once It Has Been Achieved
There is something to be said,
About being in the company...
Of both children and pets.
There is an honesty untainted,
That children are quick to expose.
And pets,
Like dogs and cats...
Express a loyalty,
No one has to guess...
To whom that affection is directed.
There is something to be said,
About expectations of relationships.
Declaring to settle down with a mate,
Usually involves,
One having patience...
With 'something' that will irritate.
There is also something to be said,
About choosing to be alone...
In one's own peaceful solitude!
One isn't obligated to adjust for another's mood.
Or prove without a question of a doubt,
Where they have been...
When a decision has been made,
To do what one pleases when one goes out!
And one can choose to leave those conflicts visited...
To return to an atmosphere with an opening of a door.
With the use of a key,
To lock out the 'noise' to deeply breathe.
And sighing with relief...
That a peace that is received,
Can be found inside to safely keep!
THAT is all that needs to be said,
When one has discovered...
A peace of mind,
One is grateful and blessed...
To have in one's head!
And a delivery of THAT is a fact one dares,
Or cares to share...
Once it has been achieved!
Believe me.
There are no exaggerations,
With embellishments involved.
THAT is all that needs to be said,
When one has discovered...
A peace of mind,
One is grateful and blessed...
To have in one's head!
Believe me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I First Lost My Impatience
I felt dirty and betrayed,
When I first lost my impatience.
I felt...
Used and so unclean.
I knew I had been stripped,
Of an innocence I would never have again.
To be vicious, cruel and mean...
Was all I saw and knew,
As a child growing up...
To be exposed to seeing these scenes.
People were being cussed out and talked about,
For not sharing their potato chips! Seriously.
I didn't know exactly why,
My impatience had been taken away...
In the manner it was done.
But I grew to understand there was a purpose.
And even if I shared all my chips...
I can always buy another bag. I learned!
Today I have discovered,
I have more patience than I have ever had.
And some who have come to test me...
Are surprised I am not so quick,
To give them a taste of impatience.
I have found a life I am determined to live.
One with a peace of mind...
And freed from 'identified' evil people.
Patience taught me how to observe first,
With my mouth closed and ears open to listen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You and I Have Yet to Cross Those Paths
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
You base your opinions on what you hear.
Like others you know sharing gossip,
Customized for listening ears.
For years you've expressed what my attitudes are.
And visits to my home you believe,
Are excursions to pass judgement.
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
I know I am hospitable,
Until my integrity is attacked.
And if that should happen,
It is not from a mood that I respond back.
I do not sit with wishes,
That others be put in their places quick.
And...
When I am the topic of a deceit that is falsified...
A mood from me is not what someone gets!
I am not into mood shifting.
Nor am I confrontational but I am direct.
What someone gets,
Is a regret they misinterpreted my persona.
And I ensure they get it corrected.
And 'that' I deliver not from a mood...
But necessity that comes to them,
With an understanding taught.
And a lesson learned I teach not to forget.
'Comprehension unmistaken,
Is best to get direct...
From the one who is the subject! '
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
Since you and I have yet to cross those paths.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Abandon Those Juggled Balls
There is a thin and fine line,
Between this and that...
Which is not finitely defined.
And easily snapped!
To pop, crack and become detached.
When one's patience has stretched,
To leave emotions stressed unrelenting...
Regrets publicly expressed,
Can damage some relationships...
With an ending them not to mend,
Ever again.
Abandon those juggled balls.
Drop them to let them fall,
Where they may.
Abandon those juggled balls.
Step forward with nothing to say.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Man
There were options.
And there will always be those.
He knew he had them too.
They were pointed out to him.
And all over the place...
In perfect view.
He refused and did not listen.
As if he had something to prove.
He is but just a little man!
And a little man can only do...
What a little man can,
From a limited menu in self pursuit.
Forget making suggestions.
Put your advice on ice.
He does not deliver gratitude.
His mood is quick to show attitude.
Whether that is given to them,
Me or you!
This 'dude' is a little man!
And a little man can only do,
What a little man can comprehend...
And understand.
It is pointless to belittle him...
Since his followers are also loyal fans!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patience
Patience
Some say it is a virtue,
others might see it as a sin.
Patience
Means waiting for a key to a door,
that holds treasures locked within.
Patience
Means despair at every corner,
and rejections from left to right.
So is patience,
a virtue or a sin.
I will let you decide
which category it should fall in.
poem by David Harris
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Plucking grapes
Plucking grapes of life
That is sweet I suggest
Come with good mood
Do good have good
Be a lion be a mouse.
Patience and success
One and same
Have patience and
Win battle
That is in cradle.
You are here not to perish
You are here to shine
Remembering who you are
Recalling yourself
Getting self
Staying exclusively means
To liberate and liberation
Is realization who you are.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Comfort In Sound
We fall right in and suffer the sins
Try to pull things round when the air starts to thin
We nurse regrets, restricted in our own belief
A new disease
We shake new hands, the victims of fate
We tread new ground misfortune conveys
You tear yourself apart
Wishing to be born again
A different man
(chorus)
Comfort in sound
Its all around
Ease back the strain
Come heal your pain
Comfort in sound
Its all around you now
Comfort in sound
We suffer love together as one
An empty heart with nowhere to turn
We find ourselves looking back another way
A brand new day
(chorus)
Comfort in sound
Its all around
Ease back the strain
Come heal your pain
Comfort in sound
Its all around you now - yeah
Solution gone, emotions ablaze
A life so strong just faded away
You find yourself searching for a quick release
A new belief
(chorus)
Comfort in sound
Its all around
Ease back the strain
Come heal your pain
Comfort in sound
Its all around you now
Comfort in sound
song performed by by Feeder
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Goose Bump Me Weak from a Grumpy Crunch
Who do you think you are to me?
Someone who keeps my eyelids separate,
Fluttering to close but don't shut together to sleep?
You come with a touch to tremble me deep!
Goose bump me weak from a grumpy crunch that leaps.
You think you got it like that?
Like that you think you got it?
I'm not quick to say come take this!
Take it quick and then from me split.
Thump my heart and pump me up...
Make me believe I can rub your rump!
To leave me heated for you to dump?
You think you got it like that?
Do you?
Well...
You do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept Beliefs Discovered to Smother
The practice of denial,
Keeps a feeling.
That one is trapped.
And becoming offended by others,
Usually keeps a mind wrapped.
Quick to defend.
Holding onto perceptions believed,
Is not a freeing done.
If one feels discomfort.
By what is said and by which ones.
And it is not easy to release,
From kept beliefs discovered to smother.
Until another seems to care less.
How and who addresses a differentness,
They possess.
With a showing of less or no stress.
The practice of denial,
Keeps a feeling.
That one is trapped.
And traps hold and keep intact,
That which is not freed.
Physically, mentally or spiritually.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Upon Reading Tennyson's 'Lady of Shallot
With fear to part exquisite threads
weaver, requite stagnant days in loom
doom heady closure, mirrored in room
for within your work, worlds are read
Lungs caught quick with congealed air
thy careful rebellion, quick to abrase
meet one free form, emit tendril haze
across the river, longing we stare
Tepid isolation pleading, do abide
a curse is on you if you stay
articulate fingers perpetually splay
leave not the crystal by your side
Escaping striations framed from creation
stay you do, pace you through cracked life
and for whom so you list causing strife:
Lancelot straddling earth with elation
Once sweet song turned sharp
as your face, solid, less holy
eyes as obsidian, but coaly
life spent as wind through Eolian Harp
poem by Maxwell Ames
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Patience.
Patience, what a great word it is,
Only if I'd have a real idea or this.
Everyone tries to explain in a different way,
But none really understands it, I can say.
Only God knows the meaning of such a word,
We just try to get a glimpse of this rare bird.
And if we don't succeed, we try again one more time,
Hope to became calm, peaceful, like a pleasant chime.
Emotions coming and going through our brain,
Like the storm, which brings up a quick rain,
The next minute it already passed,
There goes our patience, disappears fast.
However, someday the understanding will come,
When I'll be never sad, nor fearsome,
The glorious light of patience will became my part,
Forgiveness and mercy shall reside in my heart.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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A Room In My Heart
My heart was once just like a home
With many rooms and open doors
And I always let love in
It would change the rooms around and then
Leave them empty
'Til one by one I locked each door
And soon forgot what love was for
But I never gave up hopin'
So I left just one door open
In case you found me
So there's a room in my heart for you
If your trust has been stolen too
If you walk softly on this worn out wooden floor
And leave behind you the hurt you've had before
There's a room in my heart for you
We'll paint the walls from blue to white
And set the mood by candlelight
Together we'll keep out the cold
And I'll still be there when we're old
If you'll let me
So there's a room in my heart for you
If your trust has been stolen too
If you walk softly on this worn out wooden floor
And leave behind you the hurt you've had before
There's a room in my heart for you
song performed by by Faith Hill from It Matters To Me
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I Am No Longer A Puppy
You are correct.
No I don't know you.
Nor am I obsessed,
With the thought...
That leaves me guessing,
Which identity I've witnessed...
Is the one that is the basic you.
You seem to believe a game of hide and seek,
Adds to your allure and captivates with mystique.
But those games you play of fake the chaser,
Hard to get and guess 'my' mood...
Is pushing me towards the exit.
To leave you and have no regrets.
You are correct.
No I don't know you.
Nor am I obsessed,
With the thought...
That leaves me guessing,
Which identity I've witnessed...
Is the one that is the basic you.
If you haven't noticed,
I am no longer a puppy.
But I can be a fulltime dog...
In a wide opened field,
I can cruise if I choose to occupy my day.
I am with you because of an interest.
Not to be tested for a patience endured.
If you seek a playmate to exchange,
In the playing of games...
I suggest you select someone,
On your level and equally immature.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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