One Day Unbroken One Awakens to See
From sensitive to monster.
Cold and thoughtless.
From homo to queer.
And other names I've heard called,
Over the many years.
From lazy to workaholic.
And from too discipline and driven...
Are those titles I've been given.
But vicious I am not.
Although I do live in that atmosphere.
Where people will unite quickly...
To throw daggers and eyes of spears.
And one day unbroken one awakens to see...
The levels experienced by those of different consciousness.
Which of those living in reality...
Oppose to those who curse themselves,
In accepted darkness.
To then realize who's life should be prioritized.
And which nonsense to dismiss.
And before one can blink an eye,
This is done!
Well...
Perhaps a few blinks.
But my point is this...
Whatever one chooses to dismiss,
Can and will be done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All That Is Regarded Foolishness
With experiences lived.
And an aging process accepted,
One realizes upon reflection...
How much easier it is to judge.
Than it is to self-examine.
Not many are fortunate to survive,
Through life threatening diseases.
To then step aside with their eyes open wide,
With a freeing of themselves from insecurities left...
Hidden deep inside to confront and rid.
With experiences lived.
And an aging process accepted,
One realizes upon reflection...
How much easier it is to judge.
Than it is to self-examine.
But when that moment in time comes,
An accepting of one's flaws and blemishes are done.
With a leaving behind trivial nonsense.
And all that is regarded as foolishness,
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
Yesterday and those mistakes made,
And all that is regarded as foolishness...
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
Wishing for excuses and alibis to create,
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
And all that is regarded as foolishness disappears.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What They Wish Others To Believe
No one can dismiss truth.
Although the realness of it...
Is often diminished.
By those unaccustomed,
To face and confront reality.
Without a masking done that fits,
And publicly seen as an accepted image.
No one can dismiss truth.
Or accuse someone else,
Of producing to create a fakeness they live...
To hide behind what they wish others to believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Imposing Upon A Patience Given
Time is too precious,
To give to others to waste...
As they bask within their egos,
Procrastinating what moves to make...
While imposing upon a patience given.
Time is too precious,
To delay an agenda prioritized...
With eyes set to realize,
Things needing to get done.
And accompanied by motivation.
Some dismiss this discipline.
If not familiar with initiative.
Some will excuse themselves from this.
Thinking motivation is a thing that is wished.
Time is too precious,
To give to others to waste...
As they bask within their egos,
Procrastinating what moves to make...
While imposing upon a patience given.
Some dismiss this discipline.
If not familiar with initiative.
Some will excuse themselves from this.
Thinking motivation is a thing that is wished.
Much like feeding a craving to quickly satisfy a whim...
With the hopes someone mentions a noticeable difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Meeting Is No Accident
Please do not dismiss me.
Or the approach,
I have chosen to get closer.
I am not professional at this.
But I could not simply sit...
And watch what I could not resist,
Up and go away!
Not if I can delay its parting.
Please do not dismiss me.
There is something about us,
Too familiar to ignore.
Your eyes and walk...
And patterns of speech.
When I hear you talk...
It feels as if I have known this before.
And when you speak,
It soothes.
With a calmness that attracts!
Please do not dismiss me.
My wishes for someone like you...
Recognizes what you have,
And I'm wanting more of that!
To achieve a happiness...
I know that would make us,
Joyfully glad!
Please do not dismiss me.
At least...
Let us spend a moment,
To allow you to discover me.
We belong together!
'Why' and 'how' that is,
Who knows?
But our meeting is no accident.
And I know that for a fact,
Indeed.
This has happened purposely.
Please do not dismiss me.
Look into my eyes.
Can't you feel something inside of you...
That announces a 'connection' between us,
Has come to stay and has finally arrived?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do This
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Release conflicts to lift.
And shift those burdens,
From weighted shoulders.
Transmit your wishes,
To realize dreams...
From bastions kept as impossibilities.
Know you exist as a gift given,
And only you prevent...
All that you are and can be!
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Do this!
And not what you believe,
Can not be done to welcome...
As others entrap perceive.
Do this!
And not what you believe,
Can not be done to welcome...
As others entrap perceive.
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
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This is a formidable enemy. To dismiss it as a bunch of 'cowards' perpetuating 'senseless acts of violence' is complacent nonsense. People willing to kill thousands of innocents while they kill themselves are not cowards. They are deadly vicious warriors and need to be treated as such.
quote by Charles Krauthammer
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From An Eye to Mind Point of View
Little of my life is spent,
Living it by 'quotations'.
Researched to uncover...
Someone 'selected'
To have respected 'intelligence'.
Observation...
And personal experience,
Has been a 'teaching' process...
Of my valued learning.
As I yearn to adventure more.
Exploring life,
From an eye to mind point of view.
That delivers from outside...
My insight that becomes assisted,
By this accepted invitation...
I am not so quick to dismiss as lived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now Regarded As Threats
It was wrong to do from the very beginning,
To dismiss the foolishness with excuses to ignore it.
Now that foolishness has become a way of life,
With a tolerance to condone.
Those who had oppose the existence of it,
And the lack of respect with a void of discipline shown...
Today are themselves now regarded as threats,
To the booming medical industry.
And a determination being made to medicate everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness Wishes
Once too often,
Many will come to one's aid...
To cater to a need stated.
With a giving done unquestioned.
And it only takes just one more time,
To make that time the last one.
With a giving done.
And whether it does or does not,
Deliver an awakening...
To affect one unconscious.
A sacrificing to do for another stops.
And those who do come,
To provide another with assistance...
Have lives of their own to live to do as done.
Lives lived they too come to realize,
Must also become prioritized...
Without jeopardizing their own,
Happiness wishes to want and not dismiss.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Constant and Self Imposing
To feel not done,
With more to do.
With more to accomplish,
And much more to pursue.
Hoping what one did,
Has represented one's best.
But no one really knows that better.
No one but the one...
Who critiques oneself,
Harsher than the rest.
To satisfy in submission undenied,
A mission with a goal to complete.
No socializing comes to one...
That one who with self competes.
And to understand this,
No one can.
No one...
Than the one who sacrifices sleep.
Time and time and time again,
Just to make something even more acceptible...
And much more easier when peering,
Scrutinized
Under microscopic probing peeks!
This is what it takes.
To make something someone loves...
And creates!
Down to the crevice with perfection,
Sealed with no leaks.
For others to share, view or just stare.
And/or partake to satisfy one's glare!
For taste.
Either to be celebrated...
Or preparing one for heartbreak.
This...
Is not a life lived,
For anyone to despise or quickly dismiss!
This is too much of a constant...
And self imposing challenge to resist!
This...
Is not a life lived,
For anyone to despise or quickly dismiss!
This...
Is only the life,
One is willing to die for and exist!
This...
Can only be the life,
Of one who can live it and persist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Your Enabler
I am not existing,
In pretense...
Your insecurities,
I will dismiss.
Nor will I come to understand,
With an acceptance to defend...
At my expense,
It is okay when you display...
Your way of living your life,
Does not get in my way!
I am not existing,
In pretense...
Your insecurities,
I will dismiss.
I am your friend!
Not your enabler to use and offend!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Creature Within Nature
From the great whales of the ocean to the garden snail in his shell
Each creature within Nature does serve it's purpose well
And the creatures we dismiss as vermin are not vermin at all
They contribute to Nature in some way though their contribution may seem small
What can be said of Nature that has not been said before
She is the one immortal she will live forever more
Many of her creatures gone to extinction but new life forms she create
The one the artists and the writers feel inspired to celebrate
The one who lives by her own law and does things in her own way
From our every walk in Nature we learn every day
'Tis not out of a sense of joy that the male bird sings his song
But to warn neighbour males of his own kind that this patch to him belong
The creatures us humans dismiss as vermin not so in Nature's eyes
And Nature's ways are far more complex than we even realize.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Endlessly
To me...
You are everything.
To me...
You're my Summer,
And my Spring.
To me...
You're warm when shoulders cold.
To me...
You bring fresh air,
I hold!
And to me...
You spark a flame that inspires.
To me...
You set fire to my desires.
And to me,
I would not feel this free...
To be this fascinated,
Endlessly!
To me...
You are everything.
To me...
You're my Summer,
And my Spring.
To me...
You're warm when shoulders cold.
As Fall turns into snow drifts in the Winter...
Knowing I grow old.
To me...
You're my Summer,
And my Spring.
And never will I dismiss that,
Feeling this...
You're with me,
Endlessly!
And never will I dismiss that,
Feeling this...
You're with me,
Endlessly!
You're with me,
Endlessly!
And never will I dismiss that,
Feeling this...
You're with me,
Endlessly!
You are with me,
Endlessly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Family: Angel In Brown And Golden-Haired Fairy
Your childhood memories of the war-zone
in which you were all alone - your mother
a monster attacking you…
She once was an angel in brown protecting
a golden-haired fairy in the bad atmosphere
of their childhood home…
Then you met Monique - beautiful, happy and
Sweet, you were enchanted, you romanced her
but as years went by you discovered
The monster was living in you
you were attacking
Monique…
The life that you built all by yourself
started falling apart, all because the
monster of hostile aggression lived on in you…
When I grew up in a war-zone, I fled the monster
by hiding from life, that withdrawal led to my
undoing too - who were right, what is true
What should children do - when growing up
in a hostile war-zone
atmosphere?
poem by Margaret Alice
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Everybody is a Critic.
Why do we oppose and judge others?
Nobody knows the answer,
Humanity comes with these trades
Which makes life on Earth tougher.
Most people think they know a better solution,
However, only a few have the right to the decision,
Which means it is a challenge only for those,
No matter what they choose, it is their work dose.
Everybody makes mistakes in the eyes of others,
Which is not important anyway,
It is the person with the challenge
Who has to learn what to do and what to say.
Some people have to make small decisions,
Some have to do big, important ones,
So, make your decision what is connected to you,
And stand up for it, follow through.
This is the only way you learn,
If you make decisions the best you can do,
In reality there will be always who don't like it,
So, be yourself, but always answer for your deeds too.
When people learns not to pick on things
And their criticizing they will dismiss
Then their soul will be at peace,
They'll enjoy their own life in perfect bliss.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Somehow My Agenda Remains Prioritized
When someone says to me,
I do not have to express...
Or show my concern.
I deliver quick!
Exactly to them what is wished.
And if I should witness approaching trouble,
Heading towards them on the double...
I am dutiful to what I am told,
With eyes I immediately close.
To dismiss any trouble coming to confront,
Is a blessing I have kept unknown.
Confirming in mind,
What is happening does not exist.
Is not a problem at all for me.
I've been trained to know how to distance.
And somehow,
My agenda...
Remains prioritized.
'Owwww...
Help me. Help! Please.'
With little effort or stress!
'Owwww...
Help me. Help! Please.'
And somehow,
My agenda...
Remains prioritized.
With little effort or stress!
'Help me. Help me.
Owwww, please! '
And somehow,
My agenda...
Remains prioritized.
With little effort or stress!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Equally Sheltered And Confused
You can not believe what is going on?
And in your disbelief,
You seek and explanation for it?
Perhaps you should ask yourself this question...
'Where have I been not to have been a witness.
And how much of reality,
Have I chosen to dismiss? '
Whatever it is that is in existence today,
To even admit not to have known about this...
Is to personally announce the living in denial.
And the mind that you have,
Is both isolated and limited.
Leaving you not alone to share this point of view,
With others who too...
Are equally sheltered and confused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone Elected, Liked and Popular
Someone has to be held responsible,
For allowing people to make wrong decisions.
Someone has to be held accountable,
For allowing people to dismiss their values.
And adopt standards that unleashed upon them...
An onslaught of disrespect.
With a lack of discipline...
Their blind mindsets enjoyed and accepted.
Someone has to be held responsible,
For the blatant theft and rise of crime.
Someone elected, liked and popular...
To lead and guide them out of shadows,
Should have had their interests protected.
And their choices made,
More closely inspected.
With a voice of concern...
Their way of life has been neglected.
And they someday will pay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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