Removed From a Kept Priority List
To know thyself is the greatest of all happiness.
With a joy and fulfillment free of tensions to mention.
So much is understood and comprehended then.
And so much can be accomplished when that happens.
It is as if obstacles do not exist.
At least the ones we are familiar with...
Are removed from a kept priority list.
To forget and be left unaddressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Be Understood
Nothing believed comes,
If one should run from it.
And...
Nothing believed comes,
If one is stunned by it.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who become offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
Observe and listen with a sitting,
Not too many do.
Too many are quick with their lips,
And...
Prove they are rude.
To then to accuse,
Someone to be abusive.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who become offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
And wounds are never mended.
With a healing recommended...
'Cause...
People wish to brood as they choose.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who are offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
But they aren't listening,
As they could and they should.
No they're not listening as they should and they could.
And if they listen they would be understood.
No they don't listen to,
Be understood.
No they don't listen like they could and should.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Erased Paths Obstacle Free
Last on my priority list,
Would be to ask for advice...
From anyone advocating my happiness.
With declarations it depended upon,
Directions they scribbled on scrap paper.
And showing me erased paths obstacle free.
That I could have if I desired it,
By exchanging with them a small fee.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Giving Of Love
I wish those times we had caressed,
Would return and with respect.
As if there were special effects,
To help us forget we had values invested.
Instead pf beginning to interpret love,
As a meaning to confine and imprison it.
That which we intentionally wanted to be free.
With an unconditional love no one else shared,
But that giving of love involved more than just me.
And falling from your priority list,
Has left me crushed as if a gutter has given me birth,
With an awakening to accept...
To you I have less worth than dirt.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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History Is Rewritten
A presence felt,
To leave meaningful steps.
And expressing 'that' which is observed!
Some might experience with encouragement.
Some with none...
Although brave enough,
And tough of nerve!
Others are not so quick,
To move forward without someone to assist.
Hiding behind insecurities found.
And protecting themselves with excuses,
Gone unaddressed.
To be left all around!
Paths many walk are with obstacles,
And unpaved.
Often they are criticized...
For what they do.
And what is done rarely goes unscathed.
The pioneer walks alone to adventure and discover.
To return to share with others.
As history is rewritten,
Over time!
To romanticize the specifics of events.
With a change of what has been done.
The absence of facts!
And no mention at all of the heritage.
OR nothing of the person's color.
If 'black' like the Eygptians!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Usurp and Stay a Fixture
No matter what others may think of me,
I am here for you.
And if I did not mention them,
You would not know they exist.
Not in the way I do.
With them I have had it; I am finished!
You are on my priority list to assist.
And they are scavengers seeking to leech.
With the feeding of nonsense kept in reach.
Hoping to devour someone's time.
To usurp and stay a fixture on their nerves.
And with their minds to use and torment as they wish.
'Use syrup and stay makes absolutely no sense.'
Do worry about it.
This exchange of dialogue is apparently not for you.
But thank you for being here for the practice of it!
You have proven,
That eye contact does not necessarily mean absorption.
'And I thank you for underestimating my intelligence.'
No problem.
Anytime.
You are most deserving.
However...
Aside from that,
I've got your back.
And I do mean that sincerely.
We need each other.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Earned From Lessons Learned
I was not born to be dependent.
And used because of it.
I spent most of my life,
Being of assistance.
Since waiting for an exchange to be done...
Others resisted.
Or so it seemed.
I've laid on my back,
With several illnesses to recover.
And I can not recall,
Being pampered with love.
Or smothered by another.
So if it seems I am more direct than most.
It is not that I am unconcerned.
I've learned from my own experiences...
That my happiness depends on me.
And any success achieved by my efforts...
I know every bit of it has been deserved.
Every aspect has been blessed.
And all of it has been earned from lessons learned.
If there is any arrogance you may now detect...
You had not witnessed those obstacles I removed.
Nor those I regard now as fools.
As they chose to sling mud on my footsteps.
Am I still embittered by this?
Of course.
I am not that self involved to realize challenges remain.
And continue to exist.
Each one I meet and struggle to defeat...
Leaves me more humbled to reveal,
That side of me that can be tender and sweet.
After I've removed the sweat,
Underneath the armor!
That has protected me in battle.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Wishing For Something Other Than This
Because I made decisions,
To release and free myself of tensions.
I have been told I am not 'really' happy.
I am told I hunger for a success that shows.
I am told my lifestyle is much too basic.
And I wish for things to hear others sing,
My praises.
Because I made decisions,
To release and free myself of tensions.
Preferring my peace,
Surrounded by more of it...
I have split from all conflicts to release.
I am told 'this' is NOT what I want!
By those who have no clue...
Just how much of this nothingness,
I have earned!
And how grateful I am,
To have what I have 'heard' said...
I am wishing for something other than this,
Which isn't mine to keep as is...
In abundance.
Instead of participating in a rat race,
With those of familiar faces.
Needless to say...
I can smile,
And walk away!
With this treasured basicness I own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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True happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you are truly loved,
But that someone special.
Knowing that you are secure,
With the person you are,
Is also happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you have learned,
to believe, trust and most of all,
Love yourself, for the person that you are.
Having accomplished all that is needed,
to be a complete person on the inside,
Only then, can we be truly happy.
Being happy with ourselves,
We are ready to accept the happiness,
that awaits us in our lifetime,
And that is the greatest happiness of all.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Feeling 'Whole' I Do!
To live is to learn and to grow...up!
Here I am at 62 and I tell you this...
My best 'teachers' I disagreed with.
Yes, I did.
Only to realize...
Now I value their assessments,
Of the 'me' I denied existed.
To be 'now' more of that 'me'
They saw I did not see before.
And I am so glad I found myself.
With a patience to put ignored pieces together.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
With self examinations through,
And completed with no tests to tease.
Seeing is believing to testify what is true!
And 'free' with a peace of mind I am.
I can release to leave doubts behind.
Feeling 'whole' I do.
And the experience of it...
I wish others could achieve,
To release themselves from turmoil.
And inner conflict stubbornly held...
With perceptions gone unaddressed.
To face them as they are is best.
This clears the mind of mental stresssss,
Yessss!
And as difficult as a quiz can get...
It is with acceptance,
Challenges can be met with success.
With a removal of those obstacles.
That seem so plentiful,
On paths we walk alone.
Condoning with an acceptance done.
Without confronting them one by one!
If one confesses and leave behind...
The useless time spent in regret!
And turning those obstacles,
Into worthless pebbles to forget!
Oh,
Feeling 'whole' I do.
Choosing to let the 'me' in 'me'
Just 'be'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In a Position to Be Used
Let's not get confused about this!
When I said I do not care...
I don't!
But let me clarify that.
I do not care to burden my priority list.
Right now you are not on it.
But that should not anger you.
You should be pleased.
At least I'm doing something for myself.
And not asking you to loan me ten dollars.
You didn't think of it that way,
Did you?
And those folks I keep on my priority list?
Are not as close to me as one might think.
In fact,
I am more in their lives...
Than they are in mine!
They know why I keep in touch.
So, let's not get confused about this!
When I said I do not care...
I don't!
And I hope I've clarified that?
Now...
If you ever get yourself in a position to be used?
Let me know.
I can always make some rearrangements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Does Happiness Exist?
Is happiness a myth or does it
really exist.
If it exist why are so many people
unhappy in this world.
Why do many feel so much pain
if it's really there.
Happiness is something so small
that is wanted so much.
Everyone looks for that moment
of happiness but so many never
receive it.
Does it exist?
poem by Tracey Wynn
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Those Same Obstacles Will Be There
Why should I go somewhere else,
To do and be who it is I am?
So many others have chosen to do just that.
Only to discover with a backtracking,
They still have no clue as to who they are.
Or for what purpose,
They live to exist to accept and not resist.
For some reason I have always known this.
To not backtrack to avoid facing facts.
And it didn't matter where I chose to sit.
Or be confronted with obstacles I know exist.
Realizing those same obstacles will be there,
No matter where one goes to confront...
That which opposes the being of who one 'is'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Talk In Your Sleep
(words & music by red west - johnny christopher)
I know youre a lonely woman and I love you
But someone else is waiting and he owns you
If he should ever wake up, make sure that your story is straight love
If you talk in your sleep dont mention my name
And if you walk in your sleep forget where you came
Walking every night here in the shadows
So afraid that sometime he may follow
Theres always the chance hell find us
I dont need to remind you
If you talk in your sleep dont mention my name
If you walk in your sleep forget where you came
Love is so much sweeter when its borrowed
Ill feel a little easier tomorrow
Dont give our secret away, be careful what you say
If you talk in your sleep dont mention my name
If you walk in your sleep forget where you came
Forget where you came, now
Forget where you came
Dont mention my name
Dont mention my name
Forget where you came
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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This Has Been Distorted
Don't 'ask' that your sorrows be removed from you.
Demand that they be removed!
Don't look at your obstacles as if they are impossible.
Remove them from your mind.
Or they will stay.
Believing you want it that way!
If you believe you are here to suffer...
Why complain about it.
As if this was a gift from God.
You 'are' a gift from God!
You are.
You are a part of the Oneness God is!
The Kingdom that is His 'is' yours!
You've been told this.
Don't 'ask' that your sorrows be removed from you.
Demand that they be removed!
Don't look at your obstacles as if they are impossible.
Remove them from your mind.
Or they will stay.
Believing you want it that way!
If you believe you are here to suffer...
Why complain about it.
As if this was a gift from God.
And this is not God's wish!
Somewhere, somehow in your mind...
This has been distorted.
You allowed your faith to be aborted!
The Earth, Moon and Sun...
All belong to the One.
How and 'why' and WHEN...
Did you allow your separateness to begin?
If you believe you are here to suffer...
Why complain about it.
As if this was a gift from God.
What else in your life is faked?
If you say you love God...
Why can't you accept God as your Lover?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Witness To This Doing
Tell them what you want.
Express this as a wish.
Tell them the obstacles on your path...
You want removed.
You choose them not to exist.
Tell your spirit guides,
Your desires.
And they will abide.
They are near you and want to hear you say...
You want your life lived in a better way.
They will obey.
If you believe and trust in them,
To clear your path!
Just ask.
And become a witness to this doing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Goodbye! ! !
You don’t know what you missed
Sometimes I think of the list
Of what keeps us apart
And I know its coz I have a heart
You gave me a little trouble
Left my mind in a muddle
But now I’m free
Coz you mean nothing to me
Oh let me forget my lies
For I used them to disguise
How evil you really are
But I know this wont scar
You gave me a little trouble
Left my mind in a muddle
But now I’m free
Coz you mean nothing to me
My friends they saw me fall
From where I stood so tall
And they were scared
But still they cared
You gave me a little trouble
Left my mind in a muddle
But now I’m free
Coz you mean nothing to me
I tell you now that some how
Under those glares I won’t bow
And know you words mean nothing
I just want you to know I was bluffing
You gave me a little trouble
Left my mind in a muddle
But now I’m free
Coz you mean nothing to me
So now I know something new
And it’s something about you
Should have seen it before
How you’re a total git right to the core
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Gesture Of Happiness
GESTURE OF HAPPINESS
Gesture of happiness is not a crime,
so always spread happiness,
happiness is our birth right,
drive away all the tensions,
if you are engulfed in sadness,
try to find an excuse of happiness,
gesture of happiness
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Only Newcomers Make It Interesting
Only newcomers make it interesting,
To keep going around the same circles...
Over and over again.
Well...
Until they ask those familiar questions,
'Why does the doing of this,
Seem to have so much potential? '
AND...
My personal favorite,
'What is being accomplished...
By those who pride themselves in socializing,
As if to marvel their wealth of collected stagnation? '
Oh boy...
Here we go again!
Geeessshhh.
Only newcomers make it interesting,
To keep going around the same circles...
Over and over again.
Until...
Well,
They ask those familiar questions.
Excuse me.
It is not out of disrespect.
But I am making it my priority to leave.
We met.
And that was good enough for me.
Be well.
And...I mean that!
You have no idea how much.
And...
In the beginning they believe responses heard,
Are from those cynics quick with criticsms.
And the next time they are seen...
With glazed eyes and alcoholic breaths,
Is just one of many steps they will take...
During their travels through denial,
In a place that makes attempts to kill dreams!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everyone Else Is On Your List
What choices have you made,
That were enforced upon you?
Which decisions did you select,
Under hypnosis?
Or denied a participation...
After awakening from amnesia?
If none of these apply...
And you today try to blame someone else,
For those circumstances that have left you 'disadvantaged'.
When did you first notice you weren't blooming like a flower?
And who then untied your hands?
To encourage you to nourish with a sniff...
Scented with life.
What then unlocked your mind?
If it is unlocked,
To leave seductive excuses behind.
And who chose to freeze when those obstacles appeared?
Did you yell for a demolition crew?
To free you from the torment.
'Are you being sarcastic? '
Of course!
Nothing else seems to sink through!
I am waiting for you to accuse me...
For your defeat.
Since everyone else is on your list,
Except yourself.
But how can I forget?
You 'are' into accusations!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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