Overhearing How They Are From Others
Why do some people hold grudges,
And maintain negative attitudes...
Towards others who may not remember them.
Or may be a close friend,
Of the one innocently victimized?
This makes little sense.
But there is a reality of this in existence.
And many people have not met,
The ones they dislike and disrespect.
Just 'overhearing' how they are from others,
Is enough for some to pass their judgements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nip Grudges In The Bud
For whatever the reason,
You have been convinced to dislike someone...
Make the doing of it,
YOUR personal issue to pursue.
Let that become something within you,
That you fight with a doing to overcome.
Too many take on an offensive position quick.
To involve other people,
Having nothing to do nwith their obtained attitudes.
People who campaign to have others despise someone,
For no other apparent purpose...
But to do it to be done.
And with the truth surfaces to uncover the true culprit,
It is usually the one who stirs up trouble just for fun.
Nip grudges in the bud and confess what aches.
It is better to be honest and play it safe,
Than to be the one...
Never around others to again be welcomed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It makes sense
When controversy surrounds
and things blow out of proportion
remember,
that tranquility still makes sense
When tension surrounds
and mind gets exhausted
remember,
that patience still makes sense
When mystery surrounds
and logic takes a backseat
remember,
that reality still makes sense
When laughter surrounds
and the vox gets too loud
remember,
that silence still makes sense
When darkness surrounds
and the heart gets out of rhythm
remember,
that hope still makes sense
poem by Deependra Kumar Jha
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Ensuring They Stay In Place
I've learned not to accept,
But return all disagreeable attitudes.
Those tossing about any mood they choose...
May have found that comfortable to do,
When they were children.
But as an adult we should have rules,
We adhere to and follow.
Ensuring they stay in place.
It saves from being regarded a phony.
Or called a two face.
No one gets that close,
I have to publicly disrespect.
Nor do I do my best to get other people,
To choose me over someone else...
As if there's been an announcement made,
Of a popularity contest.
I do not think it necessary,
To lie behind a friend's back. BUT...what 'friend' does that?
And that's probably why I have few of them...
Since deceit and distrust is not where my mind is at.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For No Apparent Reason
Those gifted with selected memories,
Never seem to admit...
Their presence at the scene of misdeeds done.
And yet can express to the minutest detail,
Of what someone else to them has inflicted.
As they were innocently being attacked,
For no apparent reason.
While they did the best they could,
To make attempts to comprehend the sense of it.
And this they wish,
With a re-telling of such events...
As convincingly as possible.
However...
There is just one problem in the doing of this.
There are too many people,
Making claims they had been victimized...
Randomly.
Without having any knowledge of their participation.
And the eyes of those who choose to remain sane,
Do their best to keep at distances invisible...
To the doings of those refusing any hints of reality.
Or the phenomenon of the presence of truth.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Things You Do I Dislike
There are two things you do I dislike.
Number one,
You appear!
And number two...
You don't disappear quick enough!
And this has nothing to do with you slandering me.
Or backstabbing me.
Spreading lies or gossiping,
To ruin my reputation!
I don't want you to think I'm one of those kinds of people,
Who hold onto grudges with a bitterness...
For the rest of their lives.
I am not like that!
But I can empathize with someone who might despise you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The One You Thought Was A Friend
The one you thought was a friend not your friend it would seem
For your friend never would erode your self esteem
Or opposite others see fit to put you down
If you call this one your friend you don't have friends in town
A friend such as this in your life you don't need
Since in life it is hard enough for to succeed
Without your so called friend with words belittling you
To the honour of friendship this person is not true
Negative people for to put down others use words as their fuel
And some people with their words can be very cruel
Your friends don't reflect on you in a negative way
And your friend not a friend that does seem sad to say
And the betrayal of one you considered a friend can seem hard to forgive
But we learn from life for as long as we live
poem by Francis Duggan
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Free Membership
How deeply fixed are your transgressions?
Is that slide you took,
Looking to hold onto a lifestyle of possessions...
Impressing enough?
Have you come close to confessing,
Just how low you will go?
Before your bittersweet taste to maintain a waste,
Of things begin to slow the urge...
To splurge more on common sense?
If it has not been completely shattered!
How deeply fixed are your transgressions?
Remember that pride you once flaunted?
You are close to seeking to pawn it.
For a few dollars...
And a pain no longer seeking to be convinced.
A dignity and pride has gone!
And you had been the one,
To pass judgements on others!
Feeling gossip was a delight...
To help you brighten all of your 'tomorrows'.
You felt so right and privileged.
It showed on your moistened lips.
However...
A despair you feel severely now...
Comes to dampen your 'Gucci'-ed steps!
Your ego is soaking wet!
And your pulchritude has found regret.
An upsetting remorse has come to visit.
You witness it...
Unload an unexpected baggage full of issues.
Don't fret!
Join the club.
A free membership dismisses segregation!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Say...
People say I'm lazy, but to me I'm just mellow
People say I'm crazy, sometimes I agree
People say I'm ugly and maybe thats the case
But since when do you judge someone by the shape or colour of their face
People say a lot of things but i don't listen anyway.
People say I'm a scruff, the way i dress is the way i feel
People say I talk crap, who cares it makes sense to me
People say i should get a job, but i couldn't hold one down
People say I'm a mess. Now i do agree there
But I am who I am.
poem by Mark Hopwood
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Friends Can Sense
There are degrees of problems
a friend can sense when one of their freinds is hurting
It may be very sublte
or not so subtle
but a friend can tell
A friend will always come to the aid of their friend
this is what freinds do
A friend will always try to comfort
or lessen your burdon
or to make a frown into a smile
A friend will put aside differences
in times of trouble
and forget grudges
when they sense the there is an urgent problem
I have a friend who is hurting
I don't know how or why
but I sense something is wrrong
I wish and hope there is some way I can help
Because she has only been a friend to me
© James T. Adair
poem by James T. Adair
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In Their Own Way They Get
I've been called all kinds of ITs and THATs
Throughout my life.
And I remembered being bullied...
By those who have done prison time.
To be released quoting scriptures...
With a sense of being close to God,
Now...
All the time!
But I've always discovered others,
Who pass judgements on family, friends...
And their sisters and/or brothers,
As some of the most insecure people...
Walking the face of the Earth.
They would not know what to do,
If left alone for five minutes.
Or can sit in quietness to pray.
These busy bodies have been spoiled,
To have things go their way.
Until in their own way they get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Feed Beliefs Just to Feel Accepted
Social maladjustments has stifled common sense.
And...
There is nothing easy trying to rid the hold of evils.
To coast and get along with people,
One would rather leave.
Yet if we do...
The act of it,
Makes life a much shallow fought battle.
But we all live lives of wants and choices.
With a sacrificing of needs,
Left to others to tease and determine.
We all live lives of wants and choices.
To feed beliefs,
Just to feel accepted.
Although those beliefs disrespect and neglect...
What for all of mankind is best.
Social maladjustments has stifled common sense.
And...
There is nothing easy trying to rid the hold of evils.
To coast and get along with people,
One would rather leave.
Yet if we do...
The act of it done,
Makes life a much shallow fought battle.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Spreaders Of Negativity
The spreaders of negativity now as ever are not rare
And that the World is ruled by negative people we are only too aware
With wars waging in some Countries and poor people to be found everywhere
And so much financial hardship and unhappiness in the bigger World out there,
The World is ruled by negative people and their weapon for to cling to power is fear
And 'tis only negative stuff from them we ever do hear
For to cling to power they create fear and division of their promotion of us against they
We'd be better off without their type as leaders that's how I feel anyway
We will never know of peace in the World as long as negative people hold the power
In a garden that is ruled by weeds you won't find any flower
As long as negative people are in positions of power peace we will never know
With them as our leaders mistrust between us and those different to us grow
The spreaders of negativity with us do have their way
They only cause division would that seem fair to say?
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nothing Like A One On One Done
It seems so easy to perceive,
Weakness interpreted...
From someone believed to be sensitive.
Judgements are quick to pass,
On these types of people classified as such.
And connected to emotions.
It seems so easy...
To pick people like this to play dirty tricks.
Until one does it.
And the chances of them getting away,
Unscathed with it...
Is zero.
Although it is fun to see,
An unsuspected fear in the eyes...
Of those caught off guard and quite surprised,
By a bit of unsweetened reality...
Delivered upfront and personally.
There is nothing like a one on one done!
For fun AND sport.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You cannot avoid making judgements but you can become more conscious of the way in which you make them. This is critically important because once we judge someone or something we tend to stop thinking about them or it. Which means, among other things, that we behave in response to our judgements rather than to that to which is being judged. People and things are processes. Judgements convert them into fixed states. This is one reason that judgements are often self-fulfilling.
quote by Neil Postman
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Question: Why are we Masters of our Fate, the captains of our souls? Because we have the power to control our thoughts, our attitudes. That is why many people live in the withering negative world. That is why many people live in the Positive Faith world.
quote by Alfred A. Montapert
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Grudges
Life is too short
To bear grudges
They say.
But I wonder…
Why life makes you
Struggle so much
That you have
Grudges.
Wish life was one
Sweet sailing…
With happy memories
And no grudges.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Can 'YOU' Answer This?
Why do people always talking about other people?
Why do people want everything their way?
Why do people complain?
Why do people attend not to care about others? Just when they want something or want to know something?
Why do people want to be like everybody else? It is a word call' UNIQUE'
Why do people act like they are better then others? When God said, 'EVERYBODY IS EQUAL.'
Why do people have a negative attitude? When someone is doing something positive.
Why don't people just don't understand?
Hello! I ask you can you answer this and you said 'YES' I just want to know WHY?
poem by Shawanda Polk
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Logic Blockers
It is hard to maintain a trust,
Of those repeatedly making bad judgements.
And to keep them enforced,
Makes their decisions undeniably toxic.
Even a mask can not stop the sulphuric fumes.
And for those who wish to end this...
Others are made to become convinced,
By the logic blockers of common sense...
They are the ones who come to circumvent,
A preventing of their interpretation of progress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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End Racism
The eyes of hate stares down at you
with so much dispproval and it makes you
feel uncomfortible and unwelcome,
Racism is major and it has to STOP
its like you want afican americans to
be ashamed to dislike their color because
you dislike it.
Unlike other people who are
afaid to stand up for whats right
im PROUD to be a young black women.
Racism has been going on since 1955 and longer,
Does anyone care about how racism affects alot of people
and, how is brings some of us down as Afican Americans,
As Afican Americans walk down the street all you hear and see is people of other races throwing the N' word at them and fingering them.
it hurts sometimes to see people disapproval of black people but like my mom always told me what doesnt kill you, makes you stronger.
Its time for a change....
END RACISM
By Latishia Johnson
-f you read my peoms dont copy my poem and call it yours, because i work way to hard for people tp be stealing my writing-THANKS ALOT
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Effects of what Others Do
Don't you dislike those implications?
I know I use to.
Especially the ones made,
By those who owe their lives to you.
The ones who have lied to others...
Who now have everything surfacing,
To have people see them...
As the fools I knew.
Those are the ones who like to take credit,
For things they did not do.
And today they want to prove themselves,
By overcompensating their judgements passed.
Only to find themselves,
Trapped by lies and deceit believed...
Buried in their past.
To now see what they've done now being trashed.
And not by me!
By that reflection they see.
'What goes around comes around.'
My mother use to say.
And, 'God don't like ugly, boy.
So you don't be that way.
He knows what's going on.
You'll see that one day.'
And as I've aged and matured,
I see the effects left by what others do.
With the attempt made to ruin lives of others.
And I know if they could have their druthers,
They would wish their feelings now felt inside...
Would not cling to linger as truths they can not deny.
'There is a reason WHY for everything.'
And I...
Use to dislike those implications made.
But I must say today I realize as I empathize...
Those I had despised,
Ruined their own lives not mine.
I'm not the one sitting with wishes,
I had lived a more righteous life.
I am happy living the life God to me has given!
With a conscious free and glad I had listened.
And did not rush to revenge those judgements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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