Observed With Comprehension
With failure wished upon others,
Comes failure granted for all.
To support the success for one,
All doing it will witness the benefits.
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
But those proceeding with their own needs wished,
Forget one tree has many branches...
And if many leaves begin to fall from it,
Those believing they will not be affected...
Will find they too have no tree to cling to.
As the tree will remind what is left behind,
Is that which nourishes all to benefit.
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
One slice of pie,
Can not be tasted...
If the oneness of it is not baked.
And many will never come to see,
How the greeding to feed only their needs connect...
To affect and flourish their own nourishment expected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stuck In The Practice
Stuck in the practice,
Of success re-anactments.
To charade for others,
With a hopeful soothing done...
To keep expectations physically seen,
As if something secret is there to be won!
Uncomfortable are those behind their own closed doors.
And sleepless are their nights,
With impressions to fill the hunger...
Of 'assumed' appetites!
With social activities kept prioritized,
People are observed walking around...
Dressed to impress with bloodshot eyes.
Frustrated to appeal to others who critique.
People have dieted themselves from common sense.
And comprehension and reason,
No longer do they feed on this their minds to eat.
Although a picking may be done this is left to leave.
Destroyed are integrities and identities dismissed.
An A credit standing is why some from day to day exist.
And nothing in their environments supports a stripping away,
Of all nonsense.
People want to feel they belong,
No matter what that price paid is!
Stuck in the practice,
Of success re-anactments.
To charade for others,
With a hopeful soothing done...
To keep expectations physically seen,
As if something secret is there to be won!
And there is!
Mental breakdowns.
With an attached assortment,
Of high cost hospital visits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rumored to Have Hauntings
How is an understanding achieved from detachment?
Or comprehension received by one who lays in a coma?
Not saying that it can not be done.
However...
Someone with a consciousness,
Usually acknowledges an absence of comprehension.
There is a difference observed when one is between thoughts...
And one completely without them all together!
A vacant house can be rumored to have hauntings.
A vacant mind...
However,
Is not often rumored to have visitations!
That one can qualify as shared and welcomed ones.
Unless...
A séance is being conducted?
And if that's the case...
Any and everything then can be claimed,
As validation!
Even someone experiencing communication,
For the first time.
Possibilities do happen and can exist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Romancing The Bark Of A Tree
Romancing the bark of a tree.
Covering the many rings of its existence.
Touch one with a thankfulness to let it know,
You too have a skin others try to get under.
And just as mysterious as that tree touched,
One realizes those they know have not come that close.
And this activity will begin to establish an understanding,
One would never suspect would connect to humanity.
A comprehension long overdue would develop from it.
A stability of its patience many neglect to appreciate,
Becomes a sudden reminder of how one's breath is taken.
And what is need to supply the continuance of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even Its Roots No One Hardly Sees Exposed
Cutting down a single tree,
Affects all of its leaves and branches.
Everything connected dies in one way ot another.
Even its roots no one hardly sees exposed,
Above ground.
That's why it pays to show respect.
One never knows,
Who's watching their back...
With a taking for granted,
Whatever they do is not being observed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Too Dangle
If you suck the sap from the tree,
To feed your own interests...
Without seeking ways to replenish,
OR preserve what's left...
You sap the life from the tree.
And guess what?
Have you ever observed yourself,
Dangling from a branch?
Connected to it as the leaf you are,
Leeching.
Well...
That branch from which you leech,
Is connected to that tree...
From which you attempt to leave sapless.
And surrounding your unconscious doing,
Are others who are not as thoughtless.
But like you...
They too dangle,
Precariously with similar sefishness.
Until they dropp from that same tree...
Lifeless.
But you,
And those like you...
Wish to speed up that process!
With your frenzied greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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the Way To Success
failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS
poem by Liioona Mohie
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A Coin Of Two Sides!
Day is hot with the Sun burning all ruthlessly;
Night is calm with the Stars twinkling coolly;
Above the tree full of branches Moon shines;
Under the tree sit I on a bench taking snacks.
The Sea before me is a branch of Indian Ocean;
On the other side of Bay of Bengal is Port Blair,
The capital of Andaman & Nicobar Islands along
Thailand, Indonesia and Philippines islands coasts.
Indonesian islands are affected by Tsunami due to
Earth quakes on the ocean bed of Pacific Ocean!
Pacific Ocean areas are affected by global warming
Whose tail end effects affect Bay of Bengal too…..!
Calmness of one side and calamity of other side are
Nature’s two sides of the same coin of the world…..!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Curse....
as you must have observed,
she speaks, in tatters, disconnected
but transparent, and
transcendent, having that grip of
psychic possession,
witnessing what passed
and what shall come
have you read about such words
as awe, horror and pity?
and the helplessness that follows
next,
those frightened sing and
always will be unable to understand
her,
she goes backstage,
with the fall comprehension of
what's there waiting
her own murder.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The fantasy tree
Dangling by its sides,
The twigs and leaves,
Keep dancing to and fro
Making the tree swing in air.
Its beautiful bends and curve,
Smiling all the while dangling,
With its branches,
Always busy accommodating the birds.
The most beautiful tree,
With its trunk coming out,
To make a chair for every,
Naughty child to sit in respite.
The very fantasy tree,
Which is every child’s,
Most fantasy desire and dream,
To sit on its chair for a while.
31/01/09
poem by Winnie Angel
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Observed But Having No Purpose
If this was exclusively about me,
I would not for you choose to bleed.
Or unselfishly give my time.
There is a sacrifice made.
This has nothing to do,
With a personal escapade.
Or an ego to parade...
To manipulate one's state of mind.
Although I do admit,
There is some pleasure I get out of it.
If this was exclusively about me,
I'd be here for no reason.
And thought to be useless like some view a tree.
There to be observed but having no purpose.
Just here on the Earth to leech.
With no connection made to aid one's breathing.
To commit with devotion to what one does,
May be interpreted as a seeking of attention.
But if another benefits from what is done...
Is one more concerned as to who receives credit?
When a wholesomeness is shared and no one regrets it.
I often wonder about this.
If this was exclusively about me,
I'd be here for no reason.
And thought to be useless like some view a tree.
There to be observed but having no purpose.
Just here on the Earth to leech.
With no connection made to aid one's breathing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Seed And The Tree
Who can say for sure as to what came first: the seed or the tree?
If the seed came first where did it come from if not from the tree?
But then if the tree came first where did it come from except from a seed!
So then you'll have to re-ask again that question of the origin of the seed.
An endless circle with no logical conclusion soon appears
until one looks beyond the seed and the tree that it bears.
Although the seed comes from the tree and the tree from the seed
each one grows in the ground of mother Earth which both does feed.
The Earth is the womb of everything living and supports all we know
and then becomes the tomb back into which all forms one day must go.
The underlying essence of all nature is of consciousness-energy-intelligence
that includes and sustains all things despite our ever incessant belligerence.
Has anyone ever heard it said that God is in the form of the world
and so all within it carries a divine spark from which it has swirled.
God is the infinite eternal seed of all existence and can be experienced like this:
usually as an overwhelming love within us and as all power, knowledge and bliss.
So the seed and tree came from the Earth which itself has come from and exists in God
and to enquire where God has come from is useless if we haven't transcended this sod.
The limited mind of man has to merge into that unlimited universal mind of the Creator
only then can we know the original cause or final end of everything and of their Maker.
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Note:
This should remind one of the other similar paradox being that of 'the chicken and the egg'.
poem by George Krokos
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The heart of a tree
With branches reaching out as if for a embrace
The tree may bow to nature with grace.
He stands alone when the wind blows strong.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eyes can't see.
Like the heart of a tree.
In winter's cold chill, You can see the tree stand still.
Leaves are gone but the tree stands strong.
Until winter turns into spring and the birds begin to sing.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eyes can't see.
Like the heart of a tree.
Through storms and the wind. Bowing with a graceful bend,
Until the sun shines again, still standing at the end,
The tree is like a true friend.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eye can't see,
Like the heart of a tree.
The old Tree's secrets
How many lovers sat together under the old tree?
If only the tree could speak.
The stories would be of weary travelers
finding a place of peace, and dreams in their sleep.
Stolen moments of lovers, perhaps a sweet caress.
A young man with a ring, a young girl said yes.
Tree I only imagine, I enjoy the guess.
Gentle breezes that lifted the leaves
to let them gently fall to earth.
Misting rain to meet the tree's thirst,
Perhaps two trees inter-twined are
Two lovers that were curst.
poem by Judy Arline Puckett
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Dot
Dot
Its carried everyday
Weather you sit
Or weather you play
Its there in your system
You know it exists
You fail to accept
If it still persists
Failure is just another step to success
That is easy to hear
Difficult are things to execute
Requires Labour, Pain & Effort
You Have to become the society
Its important to become a part
Some call it evil
Some a boon
It exists everywhere
We can see The unseen
We know the unknown
Yet we feel saturated
Living in a globe
We are yet a dot
poem by Mustafa Mun
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Who To Listen To
Dont take a ride from a stranger,
No way to know where they go.
You may be left on a long dark road,
Lost and alone.
Dont you recall what your mama told?
Youve got to learn hot from cold.
When youre afraid that you might get burned,
Where do you turn?
Youve got to know who to, (who to)
Who not to listen to.
Youve gotta know who to, (ooooh....)
Who not to listen to.
Well, you know, theyre gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, who not to listen to.
(who to listen to.)
How can you learn what is true and just?
How to know who to trust?
Here comes a man with a scam to sell.
How can you tell?
Youve gotta know theres a bigger plan,
Room to fall, room to stand.
Pray for the plan to begin in you;
Keep your heart true.
Youve got to know who to, (who to)
Who not to listen to.
Youve gotta know who to,
Who not to listen to. (who to listen to.)
Well, you know, theyre gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, who not to listen to.
Its gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, (who to), who not to listen to.
Everyone will have their words to say....
Find the word to help you find your way....
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...yeah...ah....)
Youve got to know who to, (who to)
Who not to listen to.
Youve gotta know who to,
Who not to listen to. (who to listen to.)
Well, you know, theyre gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, who not to listen to.
Theyre gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, who not to listen to. (who to listen to.)
Theyre gonna hit you from all sides.
Hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, (who to), who not to listen to.
(who do you listen to? )
Theyre gonna hit you from all sides, (theyre gonna hit!)
Theyre gonna hit you from all sides,
Better make up your mind
Who to, who not to listen to.
(who to listen to.)
(youve got to know.
Who to listen to.)
(you gotta know who to.
Who to listen to.)
(theyre gonna hit you from all sides.
Hit you from all sides.)
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An Old Apple Tree
I remember my next door neighbor
Defending her owner’s rights
Protecting a gnarly old apple tree
That had grown to great heights
Its strong branches extended
Into the backyard power lines
Workmen from the electric company
Declared... your tree is in decline
The best strategy would be removal
Problems could be solved in advance
Insuring that it wouldn't be a hazard
With folded arms she stated, 'Not a chance…'
That apple tree has a long history
To her it had status…it was a shrine
Her kids had built a tree house
Years ago…it was of superior design
The structure gave a sense of pride
It was their exclusive place
Time for dinner was a holler away
These memories she still embraced
Trim what in essential for safety
But the tree stays to kindly remind
An elevated abode no longer exists…
Yet, youthful laughter replays in her mind
8/21/09
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Like a Tree That Sits
Like a tree that sits...
To be observed and taken for granted.
I am here.
Not to intellectualize my emotions.
But to feel them as experienced.
Not to convince!
But to know that they exist.
Whether you see them exposed bared.
Or not!
Or whether I keep them within.
They do not stop.
I live to feel every one of them!
And changing my outer appearance...
Does not excuse the fact,
They are intact.
To be shown.
Beneath an exterior...
One soul only at a time condones.
And inside me this is known.
Like a tree that sits,
Rooted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Committed to Ignorance
The dumbing further down,
Of a dumbdowning done...
Only validates a stupidity,
Observed.
And not needing to be mentioned,
Intellectually...
By anyone!
Lines drawn in the sand,
On the same land shared.
Only depict those as fools doing it.
Dividing to conquer...
Over what no one has ownership.
The dumbing further down,
Of a dumbdowning done...
Only validates a stupidity,
Observed.
And not needing to be mentioned,
Intellectually...
By anyone!
Awakening from trivia,
Is a difficult task...
For those petty of consciousness,
And minds behind and glued...
To their past.
And nothing is going to change,
Those committed to ignorance!
Especially those who perceive themselves,
Creators of life!
And all that exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I talk to a girl, it's assumed that I'm having a scene with her. If I don't, then it's assumed that I'm gay.
quote by Shahrukh Khan
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That the Jews assumed a right exclusively to the benefits of God will be a lasting witness against them and the same will it be against Christians.
quote by William Blake
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I'm Just An Ordinary Tree
My existence
start from a little piece of seed...
First, I was bury on the ground...
Then, I showed my two cute leaves up in to world...
But it didn't end just like that...
I grow... more and more...
With love, hope and care,
I became a tree...
Tree with many leaves,
if you need some shady circumstance...
Tree with a strong wood,
if you need me to make a good wardrobe...
Tree with a tight root,
if you want to make a solid foundation...
Tree with a sincerely pray,
if you need a support...
Tree with an everlasting presence,
if you need a friend beside you forever...
Tree with a dry branch,
if you want to share your tears...
Tree with a pure dew,
if you feel thirsty...
Tree with a warm wind,
if you get cold and alone...
Tree with a full color's flowers,
if you feel your life so black and white...
Tree with many hopes,
if you lost your dreams away...
But... after all,
I'm just an ordinary Tree...
By: Tree
22 May 2007,7: 02 PM