Not Having A Shred Of Evidence
You can say what you wish.
In detailed depictions to describe it.
However...
If you had not felt a pinch of it to feel,
Your lack of experience...
Does not make you an authority,
Of how another should react...
To what to them has been directly done.
Although...
Some will commit,
To knowing what the facts are.
And not having a single clue,
To admit when questioned...
Of not having a shred of evidence.
But yet as proof to convince,
Will rely on that which to them had been told.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Depiction Of Their Innocence
People who describe themselves,
As repeatedly victimized...
Are always on the scene,
Providing the same evidence...
That never seems to change,
A depiction of their innocence.
And who has been abusive to them,
Offensive, cruel and mean.
'And you say,
You have no idea why this has happened? '
~I wish I had a 'hint' or a single clue.
Everyone else accepts what it is that I do.~
'Everyone else but just a few, huh? '
~What do you mean by that? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impressed By Those I Have Not Met
Why should I continue to ignore myself,
To value the opinions of others?
I use to do that and I stayed depressed.
If it appears I am selfish and self centered,
Perhaps I am deserving of my selfishness.
Maybe I earned it!
Others will not admit my sacrifices.
And I don't wear my heart on my sleeve,
For anyone to know to the degree I've sacrificed.
Others have used other tricks and devices,
To maneuver themselves into the spotlight.
One that is believed I seek and need.
They want to take credit for the steps I made.
Those who make claims to know me and don't.
While making attempts to convince themselves,
And others like them...
I had nothing to do with something I've been doing,
All of my life.
And that is to write!
To do it to impress others,
I have never thought about doing.
But I will admit I am impressed by those I have not met,
Who express they can 'feel' me!
While those who make claims they know where I'm coming from,
Judge on my appearance and the way that I am dressed.
And yet have not a clue as to what it is I do,
To get what it is I do done to make a difference for someone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Creating Any Reaction That Is Wished
The only evidence there is...
Seems to be the lack of it existing.
And that is proof enough,
That what one initiates...
Only has to inspire the desire
To make real what isn't.
Like any emotion...
That begins from mere suggestion.
And anyone who has ever felt,
What has not been seen...
Knows it is better left mentioned,
And described...
To gain the best affect!
Thus creating any reaction that is wished!
Especially in a controlled environment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As Hurricane Sandy clearly demonstrated, there is a woeful lack of redundancy in the nation's health care facilities. However, take solace in knowing there are no lack of choices in those things the advertisers convince us should matter more. For example, right now, you can purchase at least five different varieties of perfume by Paris Hilton at your local mall so, even if you can no longer find a single hospital anywhere nearby, the good news is we live in a society where you'll never lack for options to smell good while you suffer in pain.
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When Greed Is the Issue
Well...
There is one thing he needs not try any longer,
To convince others he can do.
He is one of the biggest liars on Earth.
No certification is needed to prove that's true.
Everything he has done is evidence.
He carries that in his attitude.
Someone inept ever given authority...
Never disappoints,
They have incompetence they wish to prove.
Implusive and self indulgent.
Insecure and intelligence free.
People like this seldom admit...
Listening to others is at the top of their list.
They find that demeaning,
Since they would have to sit...
Through a learning process.
Of course he is ignorant.
But having wealth doesn't make one smart.
And obtaining that all one has to accomplish...
Is to know the art of conniving.
And enlist others to take part.
Especially when greed is the issue...
With deception in one's heart!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Circumvent What It Is Done They Do
To do what one loves,
Becomes one's evidence...
In the doing.
Not as proof to convince,
But as a love one does.
And with a doing of it not to mention.
As observed...
People who do what they love,
Do not do it for the attention.
Then there are those who make speeches,
At social events where pretentions are invited.
And there they are...
To make unsolicited announcements,
As to what they did to do or will be done...
To show nothing accomplished.
To anyone.
But the ability to embellish is there to relish.
And people like this should not be faulted,
For what it is they most address as a love...
To do and get.
Since...
For them it is the getting of attention.
To circumvent what it is done they do best.
With that proof shown to anyone,
Who has sat long enough to listen until numbed.
And sometimes with impatience done to give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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Recurring One Too Many Nights Too Often
Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship.
And at the alter...
I passed out into complete darkness.
And when I awakened,
Someone had written 'I Do'...
On my fingertips.
And to this day you say...
I was the one who requested that done?
And no one at the ceremony,
Witnessed any of this?
Even when their faces appear to me,
To be stunned.
Nor can the minister,
Who swears he heard me whisper,
'Please help me get out of this.'
Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship?
And every night it seems,
I awaken from a nightmare screaming...
To the feeling of your eyes glaring.
There beside me ensuringly to convince,
I have had nothing but a bad dream!
No.
This can not be so.
All of it was and still is a nightmare.
Recurring one too many nights too often.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hollow Soul
Nothing you have done,
Or can say will convince me...
You have 'always' been concerned,
About my wellbeing.
And you are here to express sincerity.
There have been too many times,
I have witnessed you...
Using a perception of my weakness,
To benefit jokes you've told!
And at my expense.
With an added pinch of your embellishment.
Has an increase in my influence,
Lowered you a step or two...
From the back of your high horse?
Or are you trying to patronize me,
With superficiality?
And you believe I will not recognize,
The shallow person you are and I see.
You have never hidden that,
From me or anyone else.
And that's not bitterness that speaks.
Those are unfaced facts!
You have always been a hollow soul.
Seeking to socialize your need to demean.
Nothing you have done,
Or can say will convince me...
You have 'always' been concerned,
About my wellbeing.
And you are here to express sincerity.
I would believe that,
If that had been shown...
As an ongoing process of your history!
But that part of your heart,
I have not seen exposed.
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Shows As Being Clearly Exposed
If someone is so determined,
By a going out of their way...
To make another look as if crazed.
And a fool.
Shouldn't they at least not display,
Having the experience as evidence...
To convince those listening,
That they just may be admitting...
Something about themselves,
That was not intended for anyone to know?
But shows as being clearly exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With or Without a Need to Threaten
The only thing you can rely on and believe,
Is a sting or a pinch felt.
And delivered to feel immediately.
Other than that...
There are a host of perceptions and concepts,
From which to choose!
And the one with the gun,
Easily sways opinion.
With or without a need to threaten.
But some folks beg to be convinced!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Would Know The Difference
Let's make it up as we go along.
'Make up 'what' as we go along 'where'? '
Whatever is going on!
'And...
That would be different than,
What? '
Pretending we know what we are doing,
With the attempts to convince others...
We have a clue.
We can still keep it to ourselves.
But at least we will feel better about it...
If we, you and I, stopped deluding ourselves.
'You know...
I didn't think of it that way.
Yeah!
What a concept.
Let's do it.
Let's make it up as we go along.
Who would know the difference at this point anyway? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fairy Revels
Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue,
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.
Pinch him blue-
And pinch him black-
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead.
For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes,
Then to our midnight heidegye
Some Express Their Depictions
An expression of an emotion,
Should come from one's experience.
As a feeling that personal and felt.
And yet...
Some express their depictions,
Of what another may confess...
As an opportunity to leave their own feelings,
Left unaddressed.
While attempting to interpret,
Those feelings felt by someone else.
To prove the limitation,
Of their own communication.
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Homebase
People do make decisions to leave a comfort zone,
Wilfully...
To seek opportunities elsewhere,
With a doing of this regretfully, sometimes.
And there are those who feel less comforted,
By a showing of a lack of support...
Within their own homebase.
Unable to create their opportunities,
Without feeling to be chased away.
Knowing to maneuver around this truth,
Is too much to convince others to prove.
So they leave happily with this acknowledged...
A growth that explores life,
Is much more important to experience...
Than withnessing a tired stagnation permitted to exist.
While others sit with no ambition,
Advocating the acceptance of this.
Now...
To return with a learning process to share,
With others prepared to become aware...
Is a different story.
Since one's tolerance level has broadened,
To be or not to be involved.
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It's How I Feel
Speaking plainly
It's not something you and I do…
Not really
Not when it matters
We talk about the weather
We discuss the benign events in our life
I hold back
So you hold back
There's a calculated way we have
That masks some very non-calculated feelings
Feelings that
EXIST
No matter how cool
No matter how calm
No matter how calculated
Our exteriors
How unattached our conversation
They manage to bubble to the surface
Demanding to make themselves known
In some very non-calculated moments
Moments where
You think of me
Or I of you
Where, it's not longer so easy to control
Where something has to be said
Just to be said
To
Me
To
YOU
I admit
I take a step in the direction of being transparent
Only to go back and cover it all up
Hide as much as I can
You were better at saying what you really felt
However I think my lack of reaction
Or circumstances
Have taught you to hide
I admit I miss the way things once were
When you were more willing to try
More open with what you were thinking
More willing to communicate
I know I didn't react
But it always made me smile
Sometimes I feel… you're trying to spare my feelings
Because, perhaps you know, I feel
Something
And, you've simply changed your mind
Sometimes
I wish we could just speak plainly
I wish we could just have an exchange
About
What's really on our minds
If I sit back and look at the patterns of me and you
If I look at all that you do to show me how you feel
Without the utterance of a word..
It makes my heart smile
And, I hope somewhere in our acquaintance
I've managed to illustrate the same
I hope there have been times
I too have made your realize
It's not just you
With
Feelings
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Sometimes
Sometimes..
I wish I would have met you in a different time, a different place
Sometimes..
I wish you really knew how I felt
Sometimes..
I wish you could just read my mind
Sometimes..
I wish things were different
Sometimes..
I wish I had told you how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish I had let you in
Sometimes..
I wish you could feel how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish you had tried harder
Sometimes..
I wish you wouldn't have given up
Sometimes..
I wish you would just be straight with me
Sometimes..
I wish we had a different method of communication
Sometimes..
I misunderstand what you are trying to say
Sometimes..
I over react
Sometimes..
I am so utterly confused
Sometimes..
I'm so frustrated with you
Sometimes
I wish you didn't mean as much to me as you do
Sometimes
I wonder what my life would be like
If I had never met you..
Because
Difficult as it is my friend,
I hope we can remain
Good friends
Sometimes
I wonder if it means as much to you
Sometimes
I push you away
Sometimes
I wish we could just fight
Sometimes
I wonder what making up would be like with you
Sometimes
Your methods of communication or the lack there of
Leave me alone with my thoughts
And, that's just not good
Sometimes
Sometimes
I'm amazed by you
Sometimes
I'm glad it's you
Sometimes
A lot of the time
I can't help myself
I think of you
Sometimes
I write poems, like this
Sometimes
I think you know
Sometimes
I wish..
It's just
Sometimes
Many times
I wish you wouldn't hold your self back
Many times
I wish you would say...something
Many times
I wish I could go back in time
Many times
I wish I would have said yes for all the times I said I couldn't
Many times
I wish you would just make me
Tell you
What you already know
Some times I wish you knew
How many times a day
I think of you.
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A hope to dream on.... by Meena Mustafa
Having fought many storms, made me wiser I know
Now I trust my instincts and go with the flow
Life is not a bed of roses … we walk on each day
Experience is the remedy, no matter what you say
Happiness is short lived…yet we all experience pain
Some play it well…yet some refrain
Everyone has a story linked to their past
So don't feel left out, if you don't have someone at last
It's better to be single with a hope to dream on…
Life has so much to offer before you are gone
Happiness doesn't have to come from others…
It's the way how you perceive life
It has to come from within you…
To make it just alright
So take the journey to hopes and dreams
And spread your wings as you fly
You will find the eternal happiness and never have to rely.
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I Cant Rely On You
Im feeling my mind is
Blowing me out of place right now
I cannot deny it
So I wont and I keep defying
Those lies you toss, your fake loves a loss
Is why I cant rely and have no trust
In you - yes, its true, Im thru with you
Cause if I look back this aint straight out of the blue
Hah - you dont have a clue - but - whats up
With all of these times when you never stood by me
You never been with me, you never said once at all that youd miss me
I cant deny its true - I cant rely on you
Chorus:
Dont have no faith no more in you
I cant rely on you
Cant walk a mile no more with you
I cant rely on you
Youre full of lies and nothings true
I cant rely on you
I know its tough but true - I cant rely on you
I wonder have you once
Tried to walk the way I thought we could
Selfrighteous, all you stress
What was right, what was wrong, let me guess
The thing was never born guess
Ive been ripped and torn
Just to please your life but now I feel scorn
You fool - what do you think I am? - a tool?
I sure will forget your name
Cool, cause I cant stand or understand
Just how much for your sake,
Just how much I could take
When you were trying to break,
When you were trying to fake
The whole world I tried to save but now I just hate
I cant deny its true - I cant rely on you
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Illogicality
In the beginning was the WORD.
So we are told but not who spoke
Which seems to me to be absurd.
I m forced to treat it as a joke.
No one to speak no one to hear
Which seems to be improbable
and fails to satisfy I fear.
I find it to be impossible
I would prefer a logical
explanation, I can
believe just might be true
But fairy stories will not do.
I’m sceptical, I need proof.
I can’t accept on faith alone
That what we’re taught must be the truth.
I think the truth remains unknown.
I can respect what you believe
I only ask you do the same.
Because I happen to perceive
A different start to the game.
Who was it spoke from whence came he?
Who created the creator.
Was he in fact pure energy?
that sprang from some stars molten core.
I only know I do not know
and I refuse to speculate.
About what happened long ago.
I am content to indicate.
I don’t believe, don’t even try.
I cite the lack of evidence.
The theory seems to fly
Into the face of common sense.
Although I do not claim to be
anything but a simple man
I must reject entirely
The claims of those who say they can.
Teach the truth because they know.
It must remain a mystery
They have no evidence to show
They have divine authority.
I’m sceptical and cynical.
I have a brain that I can use.
I am convinced it’s logical
to be determined to refuse
to accept what I was taught.
By those who know no more than me.
Although my teachers think I ought.
I will rebel instinctively
Friday,20 November 2009
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