Publicity Given Some Wish Not To Receive
I'm not here to want or wish for less.
I am here to do those deeds I can.
And at my best.
I did not arrive to sit and wait to take.
I came to give and share.
With others who are tested,
Who choose not to feud.
Or 'do' something just to see what they get.
I'm not here to want or wish for less.
I am here to do those deeds I can.
And at my best.
With a desire to do this without protest.
Knowing I am not the only one,
Doing this alone.
Publicity given some wish not to receive.
Often those that do,
Whine and complain a lot too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Often Awed
A doer of good deeds,
Isn't sitting to receive accolades...
Heard,
In thunderous applause.
Thinking what is done is deserving of it.
A doer of good deeds done to do...
Is often awed,
That what is done naturally...
Gets any attention for those deeds done,
That pleases the giving of the doer...
Whose choice is the choosing,
Of the doing of those good deeds to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Good Deeds Done
The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!
Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.
Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.
They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gifted with Choices to Choose
Were you not...
Gifted with choices to choose.
And were you not...
Given what it is to refuse.
Were you not...
Happy.
Were you not...
Pleased,
To receive.
Were you not...
Doubting what it is you should do.
Were you not...
Undecided too.
And were you not...
A bit conflicted.
As you sat to give more time to reminisce.
You have a voice.
Did you use it or abuse it.
Did you voice,
Your objectives.
Or did you just complain and whine...
As you left those reasons you found behind.
Were you not...
Gifted with choices to choose.
And were you not...
Given what it is to refuse.
Were you not...
Happy.
Were you not...
Pleased,
To receive.
Like many who take for granted,
The air they breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Ask Me to Explain
You'd be foolish to think,
I share with you what I have
To boost an ego wish!
Or that I premeditate secret manipulations...
To see adulation for me in your eyes.
I believe you hide inside that kind of desire.
My mission is just to satisfy my need to see you happy!
And when I have succeeded to please you that way...
That's when I 'get off'.
Don't ask me to explain,
Or complain about my deeds!
You have a choice to accept my offer.
Whatever you decide...
Either way,
I'm not here to convince you.
I am to offer, give it to deliver and leave!
Believe me...
I'm not the one doing this!
God has done this to me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Do Your Deeds and Be Done With It
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
Why struggle against ignorance...
When the force of it,
Can create powerful setbacks.
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
Without the need to seek attention.
Your deeds done will speak for themselves.
Leave them to do what it is to benefit!
And go.
Those living to fulfill an ego,
Will never understand...
Why their lives lived,
Have less peace in them!
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
That is all The Almighty requires.
And this 'Deity' is the judge of your soul.
No other opinion does The One solicit!
Just do your deeds and be done with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Has Done This for Everyone
And day and night...
My power comes from God.
I pray each day
And I don't find that odd.
That my power comes from God.
Each and every way...
The deeds I do will be done.
I hope each one pleases the main One.
Knowing He made the Moon and the Sun!
Those who leech leave attitudes.
Using and abusing whomever they choose.
Like animals with changing moods,
Preying on bad habits.
And fooling just a few!
Who strengthened their minds...
And had them removed!
And day and night...
My power comes from God.
I pray each day
And I don't find that odd.
That my power comes from God.
Each and every way...
The deeds I do will be done.
I hope each one pleases the main One.
Knowing He made the Moon and the Sun,
And for them who find this,
The right time comes!
Knowing what's been done,
Comes from just the ONE!
And day and night...
My power comes from God.
I pray each day
And I don't find that odd.
That my power comes from God.
Each and every way...
The deeds I do will be done.
I hope each one pleases the main One.
Knowing He made the Moon and the Sun!
And God has done this for everyone!
To know what's been done,
Comes from just the ONE!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scrutinized Under Spotlight
Living to contribute,
Often becomes a discouragement...
To those who are needlessly offended,
By the publicity given to their activities.
Many people are raised to believe,
The only reason they are here...
Is to eat, receive and to deceive.
And the ones not fitting these qualities,
Are highly suspected for seeking attention...
Until they are relieved,
From the giving of themselves willfully.
And at most times without compensation...
Suggested or received,
As a token of sincere acknowledgement.
Living to contribute,
Often becomes a discouragement...
To those who are needlessly offended,
By the publicity given to their activities.
And to be scrutinized under spotlight...
Is not the ambition of one of good deeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pooling From A Tank Of Picked Catches
Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.
People wanting better know for them what is the best.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun!
Pooling from a tank of picked catches,
Examined and tested...
Eliminates second guesses.
And motivates with a boost what is expected,
From that which has been prime selected.
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
People wanting better know for them what is the best.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
And there are those who refuse to accept,
With a getting for themselves...
What the rest can not get,
And...
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done,
Just to kick around excuses.
They're not in line with the others behind the times.
They're not the ones choosing to complain and to whine.
They're not the ones who chose to get nothing done...
Like so many who just lived for fun.
Like so many who just lived for fun.
Like so many who just lived for fun.
There were others who chose to get things done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Demanding Of Credit To Be Given
There are those,
Who wish NOT to be given credit...
For those deeds they did not do.
Even though they may have provided,
The motivation.
And there are those,
Who wish to take credit...
For deeds they did not do.
And will make claims,
They were instrumental...
In getting those deeds done.
With a demanding of credit to be given,
To them!
Just for their association of knowing 'who'
Has perform those tasks.
With a customary delivery of much embellishment.
They wish to get,
What they so richly do not deserve.
An attention that is mentioned.
With a spotlighting done on their lack of skill.
And an absence of talent...
Believed is their right to steal.
And today...
These thieves seem to be everywhere.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exploit So Massive
An exploit worth the wait is a massive deed,
Deeds and more deeds await the stranger
Who wears macabre sounds, noises of disgust.
The work is redundant since the horror of moments
Ceases and decreases, like grease has been overpowering.
The hair we wear is like no glaring habit,
It is the head of hair that makes you see further.
My piece of luck has finished due to deeds of redness
And blueness, both are due to blood and the sky at day.
poem by Naveed Akram
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An upright soul
Thoughts must conform to words
And words to deeds to give peace.
Good thoughts and bad words: one is
raw.
Bad thoughts and good words: one is a cheat.
Good words and bad deeds: one is
cruel.
Bad words and good deeds: one is a
barker.
Thoughts, words and deeds must not
be
In conflicts to ensure an upright soul.
25.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Deeds
Of all the greatest deeds
That man has ever conceived
It would be that one deed
That no-one ever did see.
The greatest deeds of them all
The one that people would recall
It would be that one deed
That no-one had ever saw.
The deeds that are always shown
Is like the wind that has blown
You are are cold and then awakened
But its memory is never known.
The good deeds that are quite
They are the ones with all the might
They are never, ever forgotten
And they are always in ones sight.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Law of our existence.
Knowing or not everybody works out the law,
Doing what is in their mind without a flaw,
One attracts with thoughts of positive or negative,
The other plays it out by became the executive.
Criminal deeds are done with uncontrolled urges,
So are good deeds from the heart's messages,
But there are some who have hatred or greed,
In the meantime plays goody-goody, pays dearly for this deed.
Who works for the devil will get their punishment,
Both the thinker, so is the doer both had same commitment,
But those who choose peace, kindness & understanding,
Will live in peace, true contentment & happiness never ending.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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They Do Not Seek Publicity
There are those who give,
With such positivity!
And with just one purpose...
To encourage others.
They do not seek publicity,
For their good deeds.
Nor do they anticipate in waiting,
For those they assist to express appreciation.
They are here to give!
With the service to others,
They do so well.
And those blessings they receive.
Dedicated to:
Andrea Dixon...Springfield, Mass.
Shayla Dixon...Springfield, Mass.
Leola McCrory...Windsor, Connecticut
Edna Vinters...Bloomfield, Connecticut
Sandra Lindsay...Hartford, Connecticut
Virginia Pertillar...Hartford, Conencticut
'Okay! Okay...so I am biased.
They just happen to be,
Some of the most dynamic women...
I am blessed to know.
Is my smile too broad that it doesn't show? '
So proud am I.
~lsp~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our deeds disguise us. People need endless time to try on their deeds, until each knows the proper deeds for him to do. But every day, every hour, rushes by. There is no time.
quote by Haniel Long
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Understanding The Birds
Understanding a bird is like knowing a deed,
Deeds fly for the joys and laughter to come forth.
A session called the season mattered most to our heart and soul,
This Autumn my manners attained the fallen leaves so brown.
Every session walked in the legs, in the mindful ways we seek,
To bring a joy and bewitchment, for the eternal altercation.
This enjoyment brings into a different state the session,
Beauty so gorgeous blossomed like the Summer, such as the Summer.
May birds vertically and horizontally pilot their souls
Over the ample stage we call the world of deeds of deeds.
poem by Naveed Akram
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But He Has Not Been Tested!
They say he is inexperienced.
They say he does not know how to lead.
Are these things being said out of jealousy?
Because he has clearly superceded those disgruntled...
Who lack vision with their outdated deeds.
And leaders around the world applaud.
And he has yet to take a step inside the White House!
Officially as the President, yet.
Is he too powerful to reside inside?
And over the total world population,
It is wished by the people...
That he meets to lead and preside!
'But he has not been tested! '
Say those who protest.
And yet those labelled terrorists...
Are ready to sit and end all conflicts.
With him they wish a peace to manifest!
And put to rest those with an Oedipus Rex complex!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Great deeds give choice of many tales. Choose a slight tale, enrich it large, and then let wise men listen.
What They See Being Done Publicly
Why is everyone alarmed and up with arms?
I don't understand.
What is there to disbelieve?
A re-enactment of their individual capabilities?
It has been witnessed over and over and over again,
Those wishing to make attempts with good deeds...
Attract others collectively,
With a doing to defeat...
Those that come with a desire to achieve,
A releasing of those good deeds to see done.
Why is everyone alarmed and up with arms?
Because what they see being done publicly,
Is what they do discreetly and in secret?
And a self examination has of yet to reveal this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Small deeds done are better than great deeds planned.
quote by Peter Marshall
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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