Only If It Is Advantageous
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done!
Only when an attention has been given,
Will those even notice...
Something or someone under their noses,
Has achieved some degree of notoriety!
And 'shock' not jealousy,
Is the first impression expressed.
And it isn't as if,
What one does has changed at all.
It's the idea that someone else places a value,
On what some has labelled,
Crap, trash or just junk!
And that value is discovered to have merit!
To bring a benefit to not one but to all!
More support would have been shown.
IF a warning of this had been previously known!
~Who knew...
That someone slated for greatness,
Was the subject of irritation placed?
And daily disgraced...
But took it?
Is it too late to change our minds,
And show a deep love and loyalty? ~
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done!
And that someone ignored...
May be someone's brother, cousin,
Sister, mother, daugther, father or son...
That had been told more than once,
They should do something else...
Since they are wasting time doing nothing!
At least nothing that is getting legitimately done.
Nothing that is making an impression on anyone!
'Ooooo...
How low can nasty go? '
~Who knew...
That someone slated for greatness,
Was the subject of irritation placed?
And daily disgraced...
But took it?
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done! ~
And that someone who has been ignored...
Has not survived thriving under a rock!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Defeating Foolishness
No interest they have in politics.
Believing that and religion do not mix.
No interest expressed in local business.
And yet they insist...
Changes must come to exist!
No interest do they have,
With the lack of discipline shown.
And the disrespect accepted and known.
No one wishes to participate,
In doing those things that are right.
But quick they are to pass judgements.
And witness those in conflict...
As they sit and gossip as if to benefit!
No interest in progress or moving ahead.
As those who do this among them...
They do their best to keep them down instead.
And when they notice they are all of the same mind...
Knitted together by the same common thread.
They want to come together and unify!
Crying they've been left behind...
To entertain themselves,
With more nonsense to spread!
And this is done not 'some'...
But all of the time!
And they come together,
To denounce others who express,
No interest in them...
Or their self defeating foolishness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Ego Driven
'How do you know,
They have no clue...
As to what we are doing? '
Because they have shown no irritation.
'Perhaps we are dealing with,
Something we have never before encountered.'
Don't be preposterous.
Like what?
That is absurd.
'Had you considered,
They just might have the ability to think? '
Listen to me.
Those ego driven are the least to worry about.
'Assuming that's what they are.
And so far...
They have not shown that to be true.
And so far...
We have proven and shown to them,
We are.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The secret of a good memory is attention, and attention to a subject depends upon our interest in it. We rarely forget that which has made a deep impression on our minds.
quote by Tryon Edwards
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Having An Interest
Having an interest to understand something,
Makes it easier to comprehend.
And that understanding wanted increases to flourish,
With a nourishing that heals and mends.
And an acknowledgement needing not to be prompted.
Although on the other hand...
If there is no concern expressed shown at all,
After scratching one's head to the obviousness of it.
Those questions asked about why the lack of interest...
Will also quickly fade away eventually.
Leaving that which only has interest directed,
Getting all of the attention without the requesting...
To at least express some.
And when none comes,
Why bother?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lack Of Interest
What is in the minds of those,
Who believe they can organize an event...
A week or two before the event is to take place.
And then left to be disappointed,
By the lack of interest shown.
'I would love to participate,
With the giving of my time.
But calling me at midnight,
Two days before the event...
Expecting my excitement.
When you spent an entire year,
Procrastinating?
Thank you for your show of respect.
But at this hour,
I would like to get more rest.'
What is in the minds of those,
Who believe they can organize an event...
A week or two before the event is to take place.
And then left to be disappointed,
By the lack of interest shown.
With an advertising campaign,
Gone unknown.
~We didn't think you'd be that serious about it,
Since we are just throwing it together.
With a hope of its success.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cord Of Life
A man conceived a moments answers to the dream,
Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.
As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,
A movement regained and regarded both the same,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.
Between the picture of time behind the face of need,
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Oh.
Turn round tailor, coins and
Assaulting all the mornings of the crosses
Interest shown, never know
Presenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth;
All left dying, rediscovered cords are broken,
Of the door that turned round, locked inside
To close the cover, the mother earth.
All the interest shown, they wont
To turn one another, to the sign hide, hold, they wont
At the time tell you, watching the world,
To float your climb. watching all of the world,
Watching us go by.
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,
And you and I reached out for reasons to call.
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cord Of Life
A man conceived a moments answers to the dream,
Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.
As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,
A movement regained and regarded both the same,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.
Between the picture of time behind the face of need,
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Oh.
Turn round tailor, coins and
Assaulting all the mornings of the crosses
Interest shown, never know
Presenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth;
All left dying, rediscovered cords are broken,
Of the door that turned round, locked inside
To close the cover, the mother earth.
All the interest shown, they wont
To turn one another, to the sign hide, hold, they wont
At the time tell you, watching the world,
To float your climb. watching all of the world,
Watching us go by.
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,
And you and I reached out for reasons to call.
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If It's Love!
It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!
It's important that unshown love,
Is a thing one wants to do...
Just to prove what is said,
Is absolutely true.
A hug,
And maybe a kiss.
A touch,
That has been missed.
A show of thoughtfulness...
Can go a very long distance.
A call,
Every once in a while...
Will go further than a mile.
If love is there to be shared...
Show someone they are cared for!
And doubts will come no more.
It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
It shoos a boo-hooin'...
Known.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
A hug,
And maybe a kiss.
A touch,
That has been missed.
A show of thoughtfulness...
Can go a very long distance.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let It Be Known, Let This Be Shown
I am wild
I am crazy
But to you
I am your lady
Let this be known
Let this be shown
I am more than meets the eye
Imp not gone sit back and let the world fly
My feelings for you will never die
Let this be known
Let this be shown
Momma didn't raise any fool
I might seem bad
But I follow the rules
Let this be known
Let this be shown
My body is not your toy
I want a man not a boy
I am a woman not a little girl
Let this be known
Let this be shown
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Everything Is You
...you are my everything...
i've been thinking of a way to phrase it
seem to never find the words to say it
but it's true to say
i've been occupied by other things (i've been occupied by other things)
how could i think that you wouldn't notice (you wouldn't notice)
the absence of our closeness
realizing now
i will never let it happen again (again)
now i realize
that you are my everything
and without you here beside me
it's like an angel without it's wings
and now i realize (i realize)
that you are my everything
now i know it
should've shown it
and now i realize that you are my everything
as i sit here contemplating
'bout our love that's slowly fading
so insensitive
didn't hear you calling out for me...(didn't hear you calling out my name..)
if i could change the past i would do
everything to show i appreciate you
open up your heart
let me help you fall in love again
my friend, 'cause now i
now i realize
that you are my everything
and without you here beside me
it's like an angel without it's wings
(now i) and now i realize
that you are my everything
now i know it
should've shown it
and now i realize
that you are my everything
now i realize
that you are my everything
and without you here beside me
it's like an angel without it's wings (like an angel without it's wings)
(and now) and now i realize
that you are my everything (you are everything)
now i know it (now i know it)
shouldve shown it (should've shown it)
and now i realize that you are my everything
now i realize
that you are my everything
(life without you here beside me) and like an angel without it's wings
(oh can't you see that i apologize)
and now i realize that you are my everything
now i know it
should've shown it (your the air that i breathe)
and now i realize (the spirit that lives in my soul)
that you are my everything
[repeat chorus until fade]
song performed by by Boyz II Men
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Blessings in disguise
No one may say" don't do this"
No one may say" don't do please
This comes from excusive domain
Parents, friends and relatives form this chain
It is show of closeness
Near affinity and shown on face
Only known people may try to guide
You too may seek their advice and confide
You like it so much as it has no selfish interest
People come forward to show the way with trust
It is always nice to feel with their presence
There is honest backing with least worry hence
Up to certain age it comes with little compulsion
That stage is crucial for you and full of confusion
Some one is needed to provide you exactness
The room for modification and correctness
Life doesn't end with their advice alone
So many mistakes might have been committed and gone
Yet that is advantageous stage to seek always
From them and feel worry free for the stress
Chase the goal but backward too
Many may watch you from close quarter and want to go through
With all its glory and excel
They may only come to you and delightedly tell
You may be lucky if this help is available
Many may be down with lots of troubles
Timely help is not afforded to them in time
So it is blessings in disguise sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This show has shown me how to throw a punch. But watching my future sister-in-law go through breast cancer has also shown me how to take one.
quote by Charlotte Ross
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Relax In The Improvisation Of It All
Premeditation,
Takes too much time to ponder.
With a hesitating in wasted indecision.
Especially when over-rehearsing embellishments.
It will always be my suggestion to do and be done.
Relax in the improvisation of it all.
Then regret to forget eventually,
What has taken place to leave as is.
A little humility shown is forgiveable.
But doubt AND stubbornness mixed to act it out,
Enlarges an inflated ego shown...
To be remembered as an impression left.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gracious Grace
Gracious is the Grace that favored me thus
When I knew Him not, my heart yet hardened
Merciful is the mercy that found me hither
Renewed me within, when I sought Him not
And this is the Love that transformed me
And rights my wrongs and renews my heart
To guide my footsteps, to inflame my passion
To love what He loves, to hate what He hates
My heart so awakened, my mind thus renewed
My passion now aright, my life daily revitalized
Now death has no dread and life no doldrums
As each day an adventure, each moment a quest
Of joyous awakenings, of wonderful endeavors
Passionate engagements and daily discoveries
poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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You Only Show Me Interest
I would love to sit and spend more time with you.
Looking at life from your point of view.
But of late,
I am reminded doing this I have done.
With little of my own visions,
You have neither invited or have welcomed.
And if you did,
You've made many excuses...
To run to do errands,
With a wish that I would come.
Today my happiness for me has begun.
And it has taken me a while to understand,
My happiness is of no interest to you.
Unless,
Of course...
It is spent entirely catering to you,
And what it is you like to do.
No more am I in it just to give to you, boo!
You have no interest in me.
You only show me interest,
If it is a benefit to you in all that you do.
And people like you around me I don't need.
'That's not true! '
What is it that I like most to do?
'You never mentioned it.
So how would I know? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Know how You Feel
I find it quite amusing,
That those who do not know others...
Can tell anyone how the one unknown,
Spends their time...
In a doing to them unseen or shown.
I like that expression...'I know how you feel.'
Really?
Then you wouldn't mind if I took a sledgehammer,
And hit you over the head with it a few times?
And if you wait here for a second...
I will call around to see if I could rent a Mac Truck,
To knock you down to roll over at least twice.~
People have no clue what others go through.
Even those living together,
Will say they know nothing of what the others do.
And they may be brothers, fathers, mothers and sisters too.
People do not care about anyone else,
Unless it is to the best of their interest.
And those who do show and express a genuine interest...
They are not suspected to be human.
At least not to have suffered through the experience,
Of being one.
Only those that have laid down like a welcome mat,
To have crap and all kinds of dirt rubbed on their backs...
Can say they qualify to raise a high eyebrow.
Or express an opinion no one likes to hear.
And that's the point of view everyone should respect.
Not the one created by someone pretending to know,
What they don't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was On My Way To The Bahamas
How dare you say you have a love for me...
With respect and much interest in my well being?
And I should know this as it has been expressed,
By you over the years.
I think twice you've been inside my home.
Each time you pronounce my name,
It is incorrect.
And when I tell you that...
You change the subject.
And any and every conversation we've ever had,
Has been about you.
Or someone you just met with a name dropping done.
And when you are through doing that,
You leave.
'That's what I say to people about you.
You always got something sarcastic and nasty to say.
I didn't have to come over here, you know?
I was on my way to the Bahamas...
For YOUR information.'
Don't let me stop you.
I'll be shortly paying a visit to the bathroom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Would I Know It
You may be sweeter than honey.
But how would I know it.
You may not trick me but treat.
But how would I know it.
You may be perfect and right.
And the spice of my life.
But...
How would I know what's not shown to me.
You may be one that I desire.
But how would I know it.
And the type that I like.
But how would I know it.
You may be one of a kind,
To take up all my time.
But...
How would I know what's not shown to me.
And how would I know what only others can see.
Show me what's unknown.
So I can come to know it.
Show me to others shown.
So I can come to know what others seem to see.
You may be sweeter than honey.
But how will I know it.
Perfect and nice and some say right.
But will I come to know what others seem to see.
And what the others see will I believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dangerous to My Health
There are those who were born,
To have no other purpose in life...
Than to agitate others.
I admit,
When I was younger...
I thought I would like to specialize in this field.
Since I was told by several people,
How I got on their last nerve.
And the doing of it I found to be quite easy.
I became bored with that.
Especially when I discovered there were others,
Practicing this craft.
And not doing it with enough bite.
So tempted was I to help them redo their agitations.
I was very serious when I thought I should show them,
My own techniques.
I was young and full of testing authority.
If my parents were alive,
They would confirm and validate my comments.
But...
When my mama screamed at the top of her lungs,
Pulling on her hair with her eyes bulged out...
Shouting at me one day,
'Boy, that's it! You've gotten on my 'last' nerve.'
I knew then...
I was able to do it to such a degree,
To threaten my own existence.
She frightened me.
And I knew then I had reached perfection.
And something inside me said...
Continuing to do that could be dangerous to my health.
So needless to say...
I've discovered more advantageous skills to develop,
Over the years.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Show Me Where This Greatness Is
I don't want to hear where it is,
Nor be shown just examples of it.
To sample as if offered on a buffet.
If there is a greatness to be had to experience...
Lead me where I can walk in the midst of it.
I am not into hype or false and hollow announcements.
Show me where this greatness is.
I want to be convinced,
That it is more than a wish or validated by pretense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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