Now That I'm Older And Much Wiser
I married into what I thought would be,
Then...
A good relationship.
And I had experienced one before,
Committed and loyal.
But...
Being possessive,
Ruin it.
The second time I entered,
Into wedded bliss.
I tried too hard to be too much.
And too much of 'me'...
Made my partner sick.
So again from that,
We both split.
Now that I'm older and much wiser,
And wanting companionship.
I admit to being sexually experimental.
And this has bored me to bits.
I wish someday to meet someone,
Who will understand my 'wit'.
Someone who too has had the same feelings.
And through with an unnecessary roleplay,
With a sharing of a chemistry that snuggly fits.
Now that I'm wiser,
With age as my adviser.
And wanting a valued companionship.
'Then why do you insist on playing hard to get? '
Well...
I do have my preferences,
Kept on an ever changing list.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Companionship
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The absolute adhesive
To affix companionship to heart
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I'm Ready For Life
What's wrong with me?
I've never cried so much in my life,
as I have in the past few months.
Is it that I'm growing up,
or simply I've become more emotional
based on everything that's happened this year?
But they're not tears of pain,
the opposite actually.
Everything in my life is changing,
changing for the good,
and I couldn't be happier.
I know that someday,
I'll wake up and realize that
my life is turned upside down,
but until then,
I'll just keep smiling,
keep walking
and I won't look back.
I know my worth,
I know my strengths,
so now I stand here
on my own,
and I truly don't care
who stands beside me,
and who walks away.
If they leave and live in pain,
I can only feel bad for them,
but it's up to them,
to see all that's coming
all life has to offer.
I'm ready for life,
so why aren't you?
I thought it was,
'The older,
The wiser.'
Not,
'The younger,
The wiser.'
So just promise me this,
when you cry,
it's tears of joy,
because of all the great things
life has given you.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Chemistry Released
A restricted love,
Shared with another.
And showing no prospects,
Of flourishing...
With encouraged nourishment?
Is a matter of convenience,
Needing to be discussed.
Before someone acknowledges,
Lasting friendships are accompanied with...
A raw honesty that often bites.
And a relationship experienced,
Just for the companionship of it...
Without sexual tension with chemistry released?
Isn't worth the investment made in viagra!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before The Absence Of It Is Recognized
Something had to have been there,
Before the absence of it is recognized.
There are those who wish for love.
But identifying it,
They can not admit that feeling...
Has ever existed for them.
Especially those with preferences.
Something had to have been there,
Before the absence of it is recognized.
Those embittered and express it,
Know what love is and this makes them sick.
Every time they think of something they did foolish.
Like admitting to submitting.
And wanting now to leave those feelings abandoned.
But can't.
And this is made no secret!
Something had to have been there,
Before the absence of it is recognized.
There are those who wish for love.
But identifying it,
They can not admit that feeling...
Has ever existed for them.
Especially those with preferences.
Those who know true love,
Aren't afraid of being crushed.
But may be overly cautious,
Suspicious and distrusting.
Hoping one raised eyebrow,
Doesn't give them or their experiences away.
'So...
How long did it take you to despise and hate,
Your previous mate? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hard Feelings
Written by billy burnette and jeff silbar.
Now Im supposed to understand
Dont you think youre asking too much
What kind of fool do you think I am
Dont you think youve hurt me enough
Still you want to be friends
But I dont want to be just friends
So before you start with your sympathy
Just turn around and go
And if he breaks your heart, dont come crying to me
I wont be there anymore
Go ahead and cry your tears
cause Im not gonna dry your tears
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ill be alright, dont you worry about me
Ill take care of myself
The first thing I need is you out of my life
The last thing I need is your help
Sorry I met you
Sorry I met you
I will forget you, someday
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings
Hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Hard feelings
Just wont let me be
Hard feelings
Hard feelings
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Loyalty Should Be The First Thing Discussed
Pent up desires
Do not fizzle with age!
That's what I thought...
Before,
When exploring my sexuality
Was then a crazed rage!
I took my heat for granted.
Wanting to plant my 'meat'...
Just for sensation!
And married what I believed was good.
Not even thinking...
Whether or not I should.
I was young.
And full of...
Come 'hither'-ness!
I thought that was bliss.
Until I got sick of it!
You know...
Like the 'first' high,
Is the only 'high' to have!
After that...
It becomes charity work.
Or some communal obligation!
I'm over that stage in my life.
And today I'm not seeking neither a husband or a wife.
Everything goes today.
But roleplay for me is so passé.
A boring nothingness displayed by so many!
I want to be touch exclusively.
I want that chemistry to ring my bells!
I want my heart to flutter with passion.
I want...
Someone with life to love me.
And I want what we have to sizzle.
The only problem is...
Too many are seeking the same thing!
And I certainly do not want,
Someone else's fire...
To jump into my furnace.
To burn with ecstasy...
To hear a knock on the door,
By someone shouting...
'I know you're in there giving up butt,
To my lover! '
Loyalty should be the first thing discussed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are Converging
Wanting to be heard.
Wanting to be valued.
Wanting to be acknowledged.
Wanting to sustain a way of life...
Fading.
To emerge once again and surge.
Wanting to be admired.
Wanting most to be thought as best!
Wanting to imprint an impression...
That conflicts and unrest,
Did not from them initiate...
The perpetuating of protests.
Nor did the rise of destruction, fear and insecurities...
Leave this world in a chaotic mess.
We are converging!
And peace...
Will be the final test.
Many want.
Many wish.
Many hope to fill all hearts with love.
Instead of a digressive emptiness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Many But Lonely
True, I have many
Brothers and sisters
As well as many many friends
But when I sit down
To think deeply
I realise I am lonely.
In my sick bed
A lot of people came
To make me feel alright
But in such a sick mood
I fail not to feel
How lonely I am.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
I go to the beach
Sit till late at times,
My ship may come
One of these days.
But tell me, the sea and I
Who is more lonely?
The sea is so full
Of all kinds of things
Including many living things
But there it is
Lying lonely in waiting
For her ship to appear.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
poem by Kwasi Boaten
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Is Your Smile a Clue?
I am not here because there is nothing else to do.
I am here because of you...
Wanting to be near.
Knowing you do not have fears to become your best!
Your heart gives me a place to come to rest.
I feel connected.
I am not here to take but give.
I want us to share the lives we live.
There are rough edges...
And I am not that tough!
You can tell me when you have had enough.
And I will leave you with space...
But not too far to erase you from my heart.
There may be more growing up I must do.
Will you witness it with assistance?
If I insist and persist no one but you,
Can deliver to me this bliss!
I admit doing it will not seem complete...
Without you to approve.
Being in bliss alone...
Is not the bliss I would miss,
If it is not with us as one in it!
And I am not here,
Because there is nothing else to do.
I am here because of you...
Wanting to be near.
Wishing we not fear but endear one another.
Is your smile a clue,
You have thoughts like that too?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And We Have Each Other
With open arms, with sincerity and security
We 're committed to one another
With blessings that come from above
We will sing forever, thanking God for giving us each other
Cherishing the treasures and walking faithfully with you
Our home will always be a refuge of unconditional promises of love
Sharing our trials and pains and victories
Withstanding the test of time
Because we have each other
Wanting to live, learning how to give
For wanting is sharing, and giving our all
And God's helping hands are upon us
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Gone Too Far to Prove
Someday
You will think about this
And come to wish you chose
To be with me
Sharing your world
Wanting with overwhelming desire
For me to be there
To hold close
Someday
You will find
Dining alone and asking
Why
Sit and stare
Aware
Like I am right now
My embraces have gone empty
Without you
I know too well
This is just a spell
Someday
I hope my bitterness
Dispels my anger
To lift any loneliness
For me
Away from you
I am close to wishing you are
Lonely
Sitting there in remorse
Reminiscing dismissing me
And someday
You will wish
Sending me away
As quick
To convey
The finality of the anger
You displayed that day
Comes less often to haunt
Reliving intimacy
Someday
You will wish
Sending me away
Did not stop happiness
Everyday
Someday
You will find where we were
And sit aware
Staring
From a window lit by moonlight
Knowing
We both had gone too far
To prove
What stupid people do
To feel as stupid as I do
Now
Hearing your words
Punctuate
As I listen
Getting what I had missed
With a bit of hindsight
And wanting your eyes
To witness mine
Sometimes
Closed
Dripping with tears
Someday
You will think about this
And come to wish you chose
To be with me
Sharing your world
Wanting with overwhelming desire
For me to be there
To hold close
Someday
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Know Bliss Like This
Yesterday,
Held for me bliss.
I could not resist it.
The bliss that came to visit.
And today it continues...
Within me to sit!
I can not promise,
What tomorrow for me brings.
I'll just remember bliss,
For what bliss to me is!
Wanting to keep it.
As it made me sing!
Knowing it at all...
Makes me feel blessed,
To have experienced bliss.
Feeling it soar within me to exist!
And to know bliss like this within me lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guidance To A Better Life
Many of us seek out
those older and wiser than ourselves
for the guidance to a better life.
We seek out the old and wiser
learning from the mistakes they made
so as we travel down the same path
we know which pitfalls to look out for
with guidance to a better life.
We can take less wrong turns
and journey forward in the knowledge
we will not make the mistakes they made.
We know life is never easy
so we seek out the guidance
from who have lived it longer than us,
those older and wiser than ourselves
for the guidance to a better life.
Then one day when we are as old as they,
we can pass on our knowledge to those young
who need guidance to a better life.
21 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Wanting To Be Near You
Wanting to be near you.
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
Baby.
And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
Until the end.
Somedays I feel defeat.
And this shows.
Somedays I'm not as strong...
Or comfortable.
I can be weak in mind.
And from time to time...
I am needing more from you!
You're deep within my heart.
This you should know.
Right from the very start,
We were one.
And if I've said or done,
Something you can't forgive.
Please tell me then and there!
Make me be aware,
Instantly!
Baby.
I'm wanting to be near you!
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
'Til the end.
And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
With no one and nothing,
In between!
Wanting to be near you.
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
Baby.
And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
Until the end,
Of time!
I am wanting to be near you.
Come what may.
Everyday...
We live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is Something About Having Peace
Everywhere I have been,
To travel and/or live.
I made it my choice,
To meet and share with different people.
I've been creative all my life.
And nothing about it is a mystery.
With an experiencing of it done,
On various stages.
Under spotlight.
And alone emotionally.
And today I can say,
I would have to think hard...
To express regret.
Every breath of life I have been given,
I am thankful to feel so blessed.
For anyone to recommend,
Or to me suggest...
What it is I should do with my time,
Have no idea...
The joy I have with peace of mind.
And that peace of mind is mine to define.
With a seeking I do not do,
To anyone to explain what I have gone through...
With a welcoming of it to keep.
And prepared to defend it,
From nosey busy bodies if I have to!
I wasn't born yesterday,
With a searching for compatible companionship.
Or sharing my life in an argumentative relationship.
Trust me...
I have donated.
And my charity work has been done.
There is something about having peace...
With a quietness on a daily basis released,
That I have learned to love and appreciate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life's Sadness Does Not Fade
Life's sadness does not fade-
It grows greater in time-
Older and no wiser
We weep for our earlier days,
And remember all we have lost
And have not been-
So much has happened
And we have achieved so little in it all-
And so much Beauty and Goodness is gone
And so many people we loved.
Life's Sadness does not fade
It grows greater in time-
Older and no wiser,
We play our games with words and thoughts and feelings,
But the Sadness remains and grows.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sweat Equity
Too hard some struggle,
To secure recognition.
Believing the ease of it,
Comes with just a wish.
There is no formula that exists.
Or comes with guarantee.
Even with persistence applied...
By the one who patiently abides,
And heeds such deeds.
But no one can admit,
Sitting and wishing for a thing to exist...
Develops without making attempts.
Or delivers with an absence of love,
For hard work!
Regardless...
Of an acknowledgement.
Since it is with devotion,
Anything desired...
Must be set into motion.
Even when one is beyond getting tired...
That fire ignites and excites inspite,
Of limited rest.
Wanting nothing else but to produce one's best.
And any notion that this can be dismissed,
Maybe shown by those...
Wanting an easier way to reach,
A goal to expose limited as seen fit.
Without sweat equity.
Or labor to invest which is not valued.
Although a welcoming of excuses to achieve,
Success as one believes.
Is a constant one keeps focused.
And recorded on a lazy track,
To play back.
As if to merit their time wasted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wanting Out
I turned around
and there you were
standing in front of me
i can't ignore
the fact that you were back for more
It's kind of funny when you think about it
It's kind of hard to agree to disagree
now we're back to the start
no buts, no buts
but you want me back
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
I saw you smiling in that photograph
and I remember how we used to laugh
but that was then
forgive and forget
that was easiest
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out------
ohhh
dadadadada dadada ohhh
And I don't know if I can get through this
and I never knew that before
you make up your mind
and suddenly find you're wanting more
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
song performed by by Michelle Branch
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Domestic Violence
Burned to a crisp,
And blistered by it.
Some may not come to expect,
A direct announcement one might get.
From one sharing a relationship...
That time has come,
For the two of them to split!
Burned to a crisp,
And blistered by it.
Some signs are subtle.
Like an introduction made,
Of a new face someone has laid.
Under unusual circumstances.
When a spouse or a mate...
Is caught in broad daylight,
Making obvious advances.
Other signs are more direct!
Like catching a spouse or a mate,
Making arrangements for a date!
And that date shows up...
To immediately strip,
And both expose naked butts!
THIS is a 'clue'...
Someone has been fooling around,
On you!
And cares less what it is you do!
I would think this relationship...
Has lost something 'valued' too!
Wouldn't you?
Burned to a crisp,
And blistered by it.
Some may not come to expect,
A direct announcement one might get.
From one sharing a relationship...
That time has come,
For the two of them to split!
And to prove this...
Someone dares to incite,
Domestic violence!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Green (card) With Envy
GREEN (CARD) WITH ENVY
Edward Iacona
The search for a special partner
Can be frustrating and it vexes,
Re-joining the new world of dating
In the hope of finding my nexus.
Putting oneself on the Internet
Is a mix of ego and vulnerability.
So I delighted in the E-Mails from
Some women that want to know me.
Sure, I had some mixed feelings
But, why would I complain
About getting flirty letters from gals
That live in Ghana, Russia or Ukraine.
After a short while I realized with
Some Virgo like logic and clarity
That with some variations these
Letters have remarkable similarity.
It's sad to face life all alone.
I would love an arrow from Cupid.
But the absence of a soul mate
Just does not make me stupid.
I've seen her photo and she's seen mine
And this is real romance she'll insist.
I'm not bad looking for my age but
She might need a good optometrist.
Her pictures are simply gorgeous.
And, her wanting me is made clear.
There is no remorse in her writing
About giving up her modeling career.
Knowing the difference in our ages
Has not slowed her nor has stopped her
So? What relationship should I seek?
Should I date her or adopt her?
I'd relish some passionate foreplay
And doing what lover's oughta.
But, should I want that and more play with
A girl old enough to be my daughter.
I write back long thoughtful letters
And ask about some things she'd feel?
But, her letters in reply answer nothing
So, it is most likely she's not real.
She writes of her yearning for my true love
And wanting money from me, not a penny.
So, when she will no doubt ask for some,
I won't feel bad for not sending her any.
Wanting to be with me is her worthy goal.
Wanting to be with me so that we are whole.
Wanting to be my life mate is her desired role.
All her thoughts are of me, and part of her soul.
Such loving words bring smiles
This is what a true heart seeks
But real love is rare in life or text
Within only a matter of weeks.
This all flies in the face of reason.
Could she want to be my consort?
It's just a fantasy at any stage or age
But an image that's hard to thwart.
My letter to her is a simple one,
As I try to be of a fair sort.
'If you can get here let me know,
And I'll come get you at the airport.'
poem by Edward Iacona
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