Not Too Many Distributing Empathy
When something is broken,
It is difficult to piece it back together.
It does not sustain,
A sameness expected...
One wishes to regain.
It is like two who love,
Experiencing their first argument.
What had been thought unconditional,
Set conditions to a limit.
To discover are lamented.
When a puppy once cute,
Grows to be booted from the door...
A howling sound unbearable,
Can not restore...
A 'before' now ignored.
When something breaks away from its need...
There are not too many distributing empathy.
Or packaging solace to gift.
Nor are there many who become concerned,
About an emotional bleeding...
Someone inflicted knows they did not earn!
But receives to grieve in silent weeping.
With a hard delivery of a lesson learned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unconditional Love
You could give me diamonds
You could give me pearls
Give me all the fast cars
In the world
But there is only one thing
And it's bigger than the sea
The only thing that matters
Is what you've given me
And I say
When I see the bright lights in your eyes
Feel like a bird that's just learned to fly
From now until the end of time
I'm glad you came into my life
My gift sent from above
Unconditional love
You take me as I am
Not who I'm dressed up to be
Looking at you tells me
The best things in life are free
You're the blessing that I treasure
With heart so true
No one ever touched me
The way that you do
And I say
When I see the bright lights in your eyes
Feel like a bird that's just learned to fly
From now until the end of time
I'm glad you came into my life
My gift sent from above
Unconditional love
With your innocence you opened up my heart
I knew that I would love you right from the very start
You turned my life around showed me a better way
Thoughts of you will always make me have a brighter day
When I'm by your side it helps to see me through
Can't express all the happiness when I'm with you
A gift from up above the one I'm dreaming of
I'll always cherish you my unconditional love
When I see the bright lights in your eyes
Feel like a bird that's just learned to fly
From now until the end of time
I'm glad you came into my life (I'm glad you came into my life)
My gift sent from above
Unconditional love
Gift sent from above
Unconditional love
Gift sent from above
Unconditional love
My unconditional love
song performed by by Victoria Beckham from Victoria Beckham
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The Hard Way Every Time
The Hard Way Every Time
Written by - Jim Croce
Yeah, I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the places I've been
The changes that I've left behind
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way every time
'Cause I've had my share of good intentions
And I've made my share of mistakes
And I've learned at times it's best to bend
'Cause if you don't well those are the breaks
Should have listened to all the things I was told
But I was young and too proud at the time
Now I look at myself to find
I learn the hard way ev'ry time
But in looking back at the lessons I've learned
And the mountains I wanted to climb
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way ev'ry time
'Cause I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the faces I've been
I would sure be the first one to say
When I look at myself today
Wouldn'ta done it any other way
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Terrified I Am to Commit Again
I think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.
But it is without conditions and prerequisites,
I wish for it!
Maturity is there.
And my heart searches seeking.
But the act of it...
Stays a reluctant fixture in my head.
Suppose my love is actually shared?
And a committment I am afraid to receive,
Is dared by someone with devotion to spare.
Suppose the love I give,
Is returned without thought.
And I am aware,
What is there is no longer sought!
I think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.
And I do not want to appear to be fickled.
Afterall I am at the age,
Where the gray in my hair...
More than testifies I have lived nine lives.
And appearances have arrived,
To prevent denial without my lips to lie.
But I...
Do think of it and try,
Not to show how utterly terrified I am...
To commit again to unconditional love.
But it is without conditions and prerequisites,
I wish for it!
And I do admit,
I am seeking someone to convince me...
I am on that side of time,
When the ticking of the tock heard from my clock...
Is no longer energized by sustained youth,
On watch with anticipated patience.
I'm looking for an express delivery these days.
And willing to change if...if,
Well...
We'll see!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Valued Peace Comes
When a valued peace comes...
So difficult it is to explain to someone,
The fading need to converse on the telephone.
The desire of experiencing nature walks alone.
The freedom enjoyed to be away from debate!
And people who seem to wait for the next argument.
When a valued peace comes...
So difficult it is to explain to someone,
How that feels.
Or the thankfulness appreciated.
It is as if the mind has healed,
From an unconscious self inflicted abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Noticeable Shifts
With hopes that one's perception of change,
Is observed without them experiencing the effects of it.
Can be considered,
A 'derangement' of sorts.
And inflicted by...
An apparent malfunctioning of reason taught,
And valued.
Some sit and wish,
For a painless delivery.
Wanting to claim they've gone through a change,
With a clinging onto a way of life done...
That remains comfortably for them the same.
Changes are drastic with noticeable shifts.
Sacrifices are made.
Some are physical.
Others mental.
Either way,
Emotions play a major part...
In the distributing of what comes to exist.
And those who believe they can avoid a life of anguish...
Are dealing with serious issues of acceptance.
With beliefs they can be ignored as exceptions,
As they pray to pick and choose...
A kind of life to live,
With a sweetened treatment that is obstacle free.
And handed to them with a gentleness,
That is smooth like a tune hummed and grooved.
'What is that noise heard in the background? '
~Someone fussing over facts.
And boo-hooing over a life they lived,
With a wish to have it back.~
Changes are drastic with noticeable shifts.
Sacrifices are made.
Some are physical.
Others mental.
Either way,
Emotions play a major part...
In the distributing of what comes to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fatcats Are Back
You've been booted so scoot.
Scat.
The fatcats are back.
Adorned with updated,
Sheepskins attached.
And with delivered 'empathy'.
How do you like that?
You've been booted so scoot.
Scat.
The fatcats are back.
We've implemented a blockade,
To ensure your needs...
Will never see the light of day.
And from you they will fade.
Remember getting rid of us,
As we lined our pockets full?
Remember we reeked havoc...
To fool with deceit,
You ate with a lot of 'bull'?
And we watched you laughing,
At attempts to correct.
But you refused to research our activities...
To ensure your backs will never again be attacked.
You've been booted so scoot.
Scat.
The fatcats are back.
Adorned with updated,
Sheepskins attached.
And with delivered 'empathy'.
How do you like that?
Fools.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thank You GOD
Unconditional love is so hard…
When you know it's best…
It is a job never the less…
"An all working job"…
No wonder…(GOD is GOD) …
The CREATOR of all that creates…
Unconditional love needs a power…
Powerful enough to cover all the bases…
GOD is that ACE…
Unconditional love…is a PLACE…
As humans we try to be that…
Oak tree but the family winds…
Blow much harder then we expect…
So (we ourselves) call upon HIS… unconditional love…
As to help us…give unconditional love…
Family, friends, and lovers…
Pull at you from all sides…
Until you are about to explode…
But…GOD…yes…GOD…easiest that load…
HIS unconditional love for you or me…
Helps ease the confusion…
You then realize the delusion…
Unconditional love is the…solution…
GOD BLESSINGS… keeps one from doing some crazy things…
No matter how hard the fight…
Or color of the plight…
Stay on track….unconditional love is (The) light…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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to my sister in L.A.
and so you have learned
how to take the train
and be silent along the way
seeing the trees
and green patches of grass
and buildings and houses
rushing to meet you
through the glass windows
for how long shall you grieve
and heal that bleeding heart
for how long shall you go away
from the clutches
of pain
inflicted by a loved one
time simply waits
out there
far from us in that foreign land
you shall find your
balms
take care my dear sister
do not let your heart be weakened
let it be strong and kind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Flip That Coin That Had Been Dished
It is all quite obvious.
No one should concern themselves
With being labelled unpatriotic.
Or anti-establishment...
With nonconformist inclinations.
Or be told with the boldest of self-centered greed...
'If you don't like it 'here',
Go back from where you came from! '
A statement frequently used by those who abused,
The rights of others blatantly!
And of course they had already been 'there'...
Stripping the land of its resources.
And turning those on their own homelands,
Into their own personal slaves!
And living grand.
As they watch them suffer...
From an assortment of dire conditions.
Even today,
This is documented!
With a pretense,
Of how they wish to have them saved.
To teach their children the act of charity!
As they masquerade their demented ways.
I think it's quite clear...
Those that have been thrown out of their own homes,
By their own greed and treachery.
Wish today,
When they prayed...
They had wished they had done so,
To mend their own selfish wisckedness.
That now betrays,
Their superior wishes
To see themselves worshipped...
As rulers over others.
Instead of victims of their own ignorance!
But then again...
Some lessons aren't learned,
As much as they are repeated.
To feel the heat of burning.
Over and over again.
Most of them enjoy implementing self defeat.
As if they miss...
The hell they receive.
Now being self inflicted,
By desires to feed...
A gluttonous unlimited greed!
Bleeding from their beliefs,
To bring themselves everlasting sorrow.
With a truth abandoned.
But emphatically...
A process,
To become traumatically confronted.
'Why do you insist upon being so racist? '
I beg your pardon!
I am not a racist at all.
These are merely observations,
From one who had been oppressed...
By another's restrictive, inclusive happiness!
You can call it an unsweetened delivery of thought.
If you wish...
To flip that coin that had been dished.
Rusting or not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Come On And Get A Big Piece
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
I can no longer make excuses for me.
I can no longer be that,
Tragedy!
Hey...
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
I can't,
Stay safe...
Knowing without you,
I'm all alone.
I stay,
Awake...
Wondering,
Who's now in your home...
Playing 'Daddy'.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece.
A bigger than a big big piece.
Is there anything for me, boo?
Do you mind if I boo hoo too?
Come on and get a big piece.
A bigger than a big big piece.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One That Was Not Sought
A gift is given...
Without an ego displayed,
By the giver attached.
The receiver of the gift...
Believing there to be more,
To this giving...
Than something as simple,
As that!
And...
The gift given is given back.
With sarcastic remarks...
And other unnecessary verbal attacks.
The giver of the gift,
Although offended by this...
Keeps a head straight on shoulders.
And makes only forward steps.
With a lesson learned...
And not a temper to display,
The gift giver never shows a disappointment.
Or has a thing to say.
Knowing that a wisdom,
Came as a surprise lesson taught.
From a teacher in disguise.
And from one that was not sought.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Back To Avalon
A vision,
A flash of light
A gift we were given
Within each others dreams
We lived in the gardens of Avalon
Together
Believed that we could live there forever
Then it faded away
Forgetting we wondered to far from the land we'd known
Chorus:
Of all the lonely people
You're among the lucky few
If it comes even once in a life
Love is a lesson hard to learn
It's never as easy to return
But if you're willing to go on
you'll find the way back to Avalon... (Avalon)
They had it
It wasn't far away or imagined
He held her in his arms
And we planned it all
The towers of Avalon
They warned him
He only turned around for a moment
And everything had changed
He noticed the sun on her face as she looked away
Chorus:
All the lonely people
You're among the lucky few
If it comes even once in a life
And love is a lesson hard to learn
It's never as easy to return
But if you're willing to go on
You'll find a way back to Avalon
Bridge:
And when you come know the miracle it's mystical
and someone else's heart is in your hands
I learned to late now I must try and find a way back home
Chorus:
Here is a lesson hard to learn
It's never as easy to return
But if you're willing to go on
You'll find a way back to Avalon... (Avalon)
We've gotta go back
Someday we'll get back
(Avalon)
We gotta get it back
(Avalon)
We gotta get it back
(Avalon)
Somebody tell me a way
Somebody tell me a way
(Avalon)
Ohhhhhh.... Avalon
We've got to go back
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Breaking Up!
Did I hear you call my name?
I was listening, though I was stilled with shame
Was it real or just a game?
I’m confused, ‘cos things are no more the same.
Silent days and sleepless nights
Gone are those days you held me tight
I’m so disturbed that you’re out of sight
Why did you have to go my sparkling light?
Just when I thought we’re in for love
You played me off like a game of golf
You inflicted me with emotional cough
Give me the antidote, bring back your love.
I’m sorry for whatever reason I faulted
Forgive me if I ever made you feel insulted
In your heart, I’m sure my name was long deleted
But don’t forget that with nothing we both started.
How can I refill your emotional cup
Without you, I keep missing my lunch and my sup
I believe we can still walk up to the top
Honey, can't we move on, and quit breaking up?
poem by Vyktor Ekott
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Many 'Boos' Have Been Booted
Many 'boos' have been booted,
With their hearts left in pain.
Many boos have been booted,
To the curbs they have been scooted.
And,
Many have adopted a new campaign.
Those boos have been booted,
To the curbs they have been scooted.
Nicknames once adopted for each other have gone.
And now they're out to prove they are nobody's ding-dongs.
Many 'boos' have been booted,
And the pain they feel will not be...
Muted.
Many 'boos' have been booted,
With their hearts left in pain.
Many boos have been booted,
To the curbs they have been scooted.
And,
Many have adopted a new campaign.
Trying to shake an old boo from their game.
Many boos have been booted,
To the curbs they have been scooted.
And...
Those boos scooted try to get unhooked.
But with their noses opened it is hard to shake that look.
Those poor boos broken with a booting from the coop...
Have been de-rooted.
Ma-many 'boos' have been booted,
With their hearts left in pain.
Many boos have been booted,
To the curbs they have been scooted.
And those boos scooted try to get unhooked,
But with their noses opened it is hard to shake that look.
Those poor boos broken with a booting from the coop...
Can not accept they've been de-rooted.
Bruised boos!
Those poor boos broken with a booting from the coop,
Have been de-rooted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Virginity Taker
I have finally found the right one
To have and to hold for all eternity
In sickness and in health
Until death do us part
I thought laying next to you that one night
Right before you took it form me that precious piece of gold
I'll never get back
The future looked bright
I thought we would never fight
I was up there for a week only for you
Just for you
So in love with you
You were the man of my world
The same one that tore it all apart
Made me what I am today
Just a whore
I use to hear whispers now they are more like screams
They remind me of my mistake
I have already taken the physical beaten
The emotional one is really not needed
I thought I learned my lesson
But the pain I felt was all to great
And that desire oh that desire
Was just too much for a barley 16 year old girl to take
I had no one to turn to
No family no friends
They all said I told you so
You asked how I was doing
And told me that you loved me
Well Kevin you took that
I didn’t give it to you
You took it from me
Coned a young girl
From her virginity
Stay away I don’t need you
And I have found some one else
Not out just for that
He’s out for me Not to be my
Virginity taker
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Used To Be Bad
I used to be bad
But I dont have to be bad no more
Yeah, I used to be bad
But I dont have to be bad no more
Well aint no doubt about it, people
Its something you cant ignore
Well, I aint good looking
People, you know Ive been up on a shelf
Yes, I know I aint good looking
And Ive been put up on the shelf
But I got a sweet disposition
I like to enjoy myself
I used to be bad
But I dont have to be bad no more
Yeah, I used to be bad
But I dont have to be bad no more
You know I learned my lesson
A long, long time ago
Well, no matter what you say
No matter what you do
Youve got one life to live
Its gonna come back home to you
I used to be bad
But I dont have to be bad no more
Yeah, people, I learned my lesson
A long, long time ago
The good lord made this world
And everything thats in it
The way I see it, baby
You got to love it to the limit
Oh yes, now people
Its something you cant ignore
Yes I used to be bad
But I aint gonna be bad no more
Well, the way you treat me darling
Made me understand
Never quit you baby
Im gonna love you to the end.
Yeah, I used to be bad
But I aint gonna be bad no more
Yes, I learned my lesson
A long, long time ago
Yes, I learned my lesson
A long, long time ago
Yes, I learned my lesson
Youre gonna reap just what you sow
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Unconditional Love
Written by gerry beckley, 1984
Found on perspective.
Unconditional love
Unconditional fear
Unconditional support
In your time of need
Oo, its unconditionally true
Oo, its unconditionally me
Unconditionally you
Its a spiritual world
When the darkness comes
But you gotta hold your head up
Hold your head up high
Oo, you got to take a look around
Oo, and listen when you hear the sound
Unconditional love (love)
This is right, this I know
I found out, long time ago
Someday baby well get there I know, oh, oh
Unconditional love
Unconditional hope
Unconditional desire
To have it work out fine
Oo, its unconditionally true
These things were dreamin of
Oo, its unconditionally yours
Unconditional love (love)
Oo, its unconditionally true
These things were dreamin of
Oo, its unconditionally yours
Unconditional love (love)
(love)
song performed by by America
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Bleeding Rose
her beauty flourished watching her grow
but time has taken it’s toll
dead silence grows for the bleeding rose
yet a piece of her is left in my soul
a symbol of love that I should know
bleeding rose is just a blur
for the bleeding rose, dead silence grows
left in my soul is a piece of her
symbol of love where petals aglow
so time has passed as a blink
dead silence grows for the bleeding rose
gone is the rose as it makes me think
the sight of the rose breeds thoughts of you
knowing your soul is now dead
for the bleeding rose, dead silence grows
now you're gone as the rose was once red
Author notes:
ZaniLa Rhyme
The ZaniLa Rhyme, a form created by Laura Lamarca, consists 4 lines per stanza. The rhyme scheme for this form is abcb and a syllable count of 9/7/9/9 per stanza. Line 3 contains internal rhyme and is repeated in each odd numbered stanza. Even stanzas contain the same line but swapped. The ZaniLa Rhyme has a minimum of 3 stanzas and no maximum poem length.
poem by Amera Andersen
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The Coming Company....
i thought i am the only
person in the room
there is no sound
of a bird chirping
outside there is the
gift of evening
tiny stars hanging and
the glow of city lights
far from here
i thought i was the only
one gifted with sadness
that which by time
i have learned to love
i thought life is not that
fair with me put in the
the utmost prejudice of
a soundless existence
then one day you came
a shadow cast from that
morning light
on the door that i have
never opened.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of another.