Reflected Perception of Satisfactions
Life is much more,
Than the limitations given.
And those who chose not to see life that way?
It is okay to leave them convinced...
They are a reflected perception of satisfactions,
Sometimes there to please.
And most times delivering to them blemishes,
Found to compare an awareness of flaws!
They wish to correct...
With further imperfections!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mistakes Are Expected To Be Made
Would it be worth it to reverse and redo,
Those mistakes I've made along the way?
For purposes to correct,
What today I am better to convey?
With a maturity that is assured.
And with a humility I've learned to display?
Many times I have thought about this.
As I reminisced those lessons,
I should have grasped but dismissed.
And IF it was a possibility,
To correct and perfect my blemishes...
Flaws and imperfections,
Others inspected and criticized!
My life would not be as fulfilling.
Since my time would be occupied...
With making excuses and creating alibis.
And I would have been limited to sit in fear.
And I thank God,
It was not the fear of obstacles...
That have kept my steps blessed.
It was faith and prayer that made me aware...
I was just one of many artists,
Assigned to do my part...
To add onto this living canvas,
We've come to call life to live and give.
And mistakes are expected to be made.
With attempts in the wrong direction,
Only God forgives if we ask of Her or Him...
Or Both,
To be forgiven!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Duped and Dunced
Everyone has their own choice of habit.
Respecting them decreases,
The act of passing judgement.
Yet,
Someone has to pay for misdirected critique.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
A rejection of deceptions.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
An approval of those flaws of others.
We wish to cover our own...
So none of our blemishes are shown.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
Imperfections projected.
That's why we have psychologists,
On our side to make sense of this.
Everyone has their own choice of habit.
Respecting them decreases the act,
Of passing judgement.
'Yeah...
Right!
And what planet did you just arrive here from?
And don't say Mars or Jupiter.
Those folks are part of the problem.
We've witnessed them talking,
Out of both sides of their mouths!
At once.
And many of us have become students.
Many of us,
Have been duped and dunced.
And open to other possibilities like these.
Becoming addicted to negligence.
But ssshhhh,
You didn't hear that from me!
Let's agree to that,
Okay? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flaws
Blemishes are like opinions given.
They are exposed for what they are.
To either accept or reject them.
Something eventually is corrected.
Someone with flaws has to be convinced.
Some flaw bearers are nauseating...
And sometimes over compensate what is done,
For approval sake that comes close to being disgusting
However...
Few with blemishes AND flaws,
Have the ability to capture the imagination of anyone.
Unless they are comedians laughing sadly at themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What For Them Will Be Their Just Reward
Beginning to grieve their own imperfections,
They seek 'immediate' relief...
From the sight of their flaws and blemishes,
They have begun to witness.
Yet for years by others seen,
Even though those same 'flaws' and 'blemishes',
Now declared too painful...
Have agonized others who have suffered...
With a tolerance,
Of sacrificing all of their lifes...
Enduring being afflicted by them.
With no one attempting to heal or mend,
The scars they have had to pretend were not felt.
Or for 'them' and those before them,
Carried.
But did dare not to say,
Existed!
What for them and those before them,
Will be their just reward?
Apologies?
Ointments?
Bandages to mask their wounds?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Here Lusting
Trust me.
I am here lusting!
But not for you.
If I said I had a lust for life...
Would you shy away?
Believing my naked statement,
Lacks something more to be addressed?
That I could reveal in another way.
Or could you accept a limpness I expose.
Perhaps with a wish for that,
To be further clothed.
In a tangible way...
Some may choose,
I chose to refuse.
And not to indulge or pose to bare.
Disregarding of what others do or say.
And who really cares?
Once my blemishes and flaws,
Have been made aware.
And I've been compared as average.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Be Cherished
I'm not needing to be told,
I should have someone in my life...
Who will appreciate me for who I am.
I'm not needing to be told that at all.
I'm just not ready to share my time,
Trying to convince someone...
I am a treasure,
To be cherished for the rest of their life.
And I have not found a single person,
Prepared to believe it!
I even had someone in my life,
Trying to feed me deceit to nourish my needs.
'Don't you think your perception of yourself,
Is a bit conceited? '
Not at all.
If I am going to share my life with anyone...
And accept their imperfections?
They best be prepared for my own to be exposed.
And then again,
I have old fashion values.
There is something about being treated with respect,
That turns me on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flaws Faced
Traumatic its revelation.
Self evaluation.
There and undenied...
Are flaws faced,
Blemishes accepted...
No longer can I hide,
With a wish to replace.
And from out of darkness,
Is my existence...
Lifted from conflict.
And instead of running away from criticisms...
There is a welcoming that assists,
To further as I correct...
A more defining happiness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Discovery Of The Self
Discovery of the self,
I've made.
A probing with a complete evaluation.
Blemishes and flaws,
Once wished would go away!
Now are displayed.
With a discovery of the self,
I've made.
Only to correct and refine,
The presentation in my mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Open to Bare All
Take away everything I have,
Except that which I need...
To know just Your love,
To keep this yearning for You fed!
All else I can shed!
GOD! Please...
May I at least keep the sox?
I must admit,
A commitment with You
Can leave one stripped,
And open
To bare my heart in public view!
I know You would not have it any other way!
But today...
Could we make this a testament,
Of my willingness to pursue a trial run?
For giggles and fun?
I 'think' I am ready but...
Still I find myself uptight,
With some blemishes and quite a few flaws!
Keeping me sometimes awake at might!
I want to project 'my' best!
Even though I know...
I could never manipulate Your perception!
'But...
You will give it a try!
Hoping My ears AND eyes,
Are sometimes closed?
Although baring all is what 'you' propose!
You have yet to realize...
How much I know,
That may someday be to you completely exposed! '
Father...
Even in prayer,
I hear other voices!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Considered The Joke Too!
I'd just want to say...
Your spelling of 'considered',
Had been done in an incorrect way.
And...
I wish to point that out,
To bring it to your attention...
You have nothing to really,
Laugh that loud about.
'You can not be serious? '
I am.
I've been assigned to correct your flaws.
And your unconscious blemishes.
'Had you thought you were being used.
And considered the joke too? '
Not really.
I am known to be the master of correctness.
'You must be 'half-way' out of the house? '
Why do you point to your head?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Awareness, Now!
awareness...
walking in awareness,
breathing in awareness,
giving in awareness,
touching in awareness,
listening in awareness,
doing in awareness,
speaking in awareness,
living in awareness....
awareness,
......now!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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You Then Had Flaws
Did you believe I would slit my wrists.
Because I realize,
A relationship between us did not exist?
I knew when entering it,
Baggage you carried.
And issues with honesty you could not face.
Remember...
I approached you.
Knowing all of that I chose to embrace.
Did you believe I would slit my wrists.
Because I realize,
A relationship between us did not exist?
What made you think I had no consciousness?
And who convinced you,
You were that attractive?
Remember...
I approached you.
Knowing all of that I chose to embrace.
And you then had flaws.
No matter how others,
May today discover none to erased.
You then had flaws.
And I remember all of it.
There will be no splitting of wrists of balling of fists,
Because of you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love begs to cross the line
it is late grandma again
the world she is in
that wraps me in
a strange coldness,
a dense vibration that stirs
the senses of my other faculty
we know each other's presence
silence speaks volumes
of truth at times like this
me; a physique with all its limitations
she; a soul with all its limitations
between us, a love that begs to cross the line
....other faculty means....extra sensory perception
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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God's Blessing
If you aren't brave enough to live your own life,
By doing those things you say you like...
But put off.
Because you claim,
You can not find time!
Don't lie to me about it.
I am living my life!
And not a moment too soon.
With mistakes.
Doubts.
Blemishes and flaws.
Fears and everything else involved.
I want to experience it all.
Exhausting God's blessing.
You can keep yours gift wrapped if you wish.
Delayed...
With each excuse you make,
To schedule priorities.
Fantasized and fairytaled.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Strange Arrangement Of Colour
A strange arrangement of colours
You found your feet where you put her
I'm after you, you're after me
The things that we say, the things that we see
We've got to be reminded, Where did you go?
And what did you see, when you were there?
What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?
The light that is reflected
The times that you rejected
Your after me, I'm after you,
The things that we say
The things that we do
We've got to be good looking
Where did you go? And what did you see,
When you were there?
What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?
A lie that is rejected
A time that we reflected
I'm after you, you're after me
The things that we say, the things that we see
We've got to be reminded, Where did you go?
And what did you see, when you were there?
What did you leave? leave? leave? leave?
A strange arrangement of colours
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Life Of Contentment
To suit and to pursue in seconds...
A life of contentment.
And one you can depend,
A life of contentment.
To put an end to affixed evils,
A life of contentment.
With satisfactions that begin,
A life of contentment.
To have it there and with decision,
Is...
A life of Contentment./
With a rule that is so crucial,
A life of contentment.
And desired as a need...
A life of contentment.
To always have and never leave.
To suit and to pursue in seconds...
A life of contentment.
And one you can depend,
A life of contentment.
To put an end to affixed evils,
A life of contentment.
With satisfactions that begin,
A life of contentment.
To have it there and with decision,
Is...
A life of Contentment./
With a rule that is so crucial,
A life of contentment.
And desired as a need...
A life of contentment.
To always have and never leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ill Lead You Home
Words & music: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick
Wandering the road of desperate life
Aimlessly beneath the barren sky
Leave it to me
Ill lead you home
So afraid that you will not be found
It wont be long before your sun goes down
Just leave it to me
Ill lead you home
Chorus:
Hear me calling
Hear me calling
Just leave it to me - Ill lead you home
A troubled mind and a doubters heart
You wonder how you ever got this far
Leave it to me, Ill lead you home
Vultures of darkness ate the crumbs you left
And you got no way to retrace your steps
Just leave it to me
Ill lead you home
Chorus 2:
Hear me calling
Hear me calling
Youre lost and alone
Leave it to me
Ill lead you home
Chorus 2
So let it go and turn it over to
The one who chose to give his life for you
Leave it to me
Ill lead you home
So let it go and turn it over to
The one who chose to give his life for you
Just leave it to me
Ill lead you home
Leave it to me
Ill lead you home
Chorus 2
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You've got to know your limitations. I don't know what your limitations are. I found out what mine were when I was twelve. I found out that there weren't too many limitations, if I did it my way.
quote by Johnny Cash
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Save That Energy
Why are you now upset?
You were the one to say
Those concepts were outrageous.
Now you are enraged?
Let me share this perception...
To add to other deceptions,
About life and how things in your world
'Should' be!
According to your teachings.
And those throughout your life,
You have been told to avoid.
Let me say this...
To conflict with your dismissals.
You now being enraged,
Will not change the outrageousness
Of these days you chose back then to ignore.
Save that energy!
You will need it when reality arrives,
At your doorstep!
And it will not offer you options!
Discount that outlook if you must.
But these are observations...
Not given previews at an amusement park!
You are going to be in need,
Of much more then remembered quotes...
From a book of correct etiquette.
I recommend the use of common sense.
IF you have any...
And know when and 'how' to apply it.
It comes without intructions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth That Is
Deplete not from me,
Truth that is.
Let me face it.
Without discouragement.
Or hurry to hide...
From that which I do not like.
Or might disturb me inside.
Or deny.
Let my consciousness accept,
What my eyes and head rejects.
With an openness my heart allows...
And helps me respect.
Remove my quickness to object,
A reality that may upset.
That comes to challenge my neglect,
As it is reflected.
And not to deceive myself to believe...
Truth is a perception,
That I can chose to ignore!
Turn my back on it and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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