Resuscitation Gifts
Standing back and peeking.
Through a cracked door.
Insuring a recession ignores them.
And stays across the street.
A double talk heard and spoken,
From both sides of mouths...
Have been pouring out!
And awakening those shakened in disbelief,
Resuscitation gifts promised...
Will help them take a leap.
With fantasies intact,
And fantasies safely wrapped...
To soothe anxieties eased by anticipation.
And a death that creeps...
With a murdering of realities,
Deepens even in confinement...
The minds of those clinging onto possessions,
With tight clawed grips!
Visions are being shattered.
Stunned...
And no one can get over the quickness of it!
Yet they weep...
As others moan!
The groans are getting closer to 'home'.
Grim reapers have been released.
And those who sneak peeks,
Are hoping to block the shock that comes.
They stay inside their homes whispering.
With no desire to participate...
A fate that belongs to others.
They will not smother their nurtured delusions.
This is the only thing left they own!
And they will protect them at any cost.
Even though the lost of them...is certain!
Resuscitation gifts to keep them uplifted,
May not arrive on time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Resuscitation
Short circulated
Sleeping through the dopamine
When youve got nothing to fear
Too low to notice
Superman in disco jeans
Having a good time
Just wish I was here
Resuscitation
Bring me around
Resuscitation
Bring me down
So separated
Under watergun ballet
When youve got no map
Youve got no place to go
Some sexy killjoy
Bring everybody down
Well, I eat confusion
And spit it out slow
Resuscitation
Bring you round
Resuscitation
Bring you down
The road is paved with hope and glory
But my shoes are hiding under the bed
I need a little evaluation
Rejuvenation
Of soul and head
So underneath
Hanging on the bathroom rug
Holding it together
With rubber bands and chewing gum
This mansions crashing
Im just the butlers maid
What do we care
We just need our own parade
Resuscitation
Bring me down
Resuscitation
Bring me round
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Perfections to Match
Two people sharing love that's theirs,
Is not...
Rare to find!
But those who say that love's not there...
Do not have love in their minds.
Nor is love something they want or need.
Nor is it something that's delivered,
To choose as they please.
People like that seek,
Fantasies wrapped.
People like that seek,
Perfections to matched.
And people like that,
Are alone in their homes!
Waiting for their phones to ring,
From someone condoned.
Two people sharing love that's theirs,
Is not...
Rare to find!
But those who say that love's not there...
Do not have love in their minds.
People like that seek,
Fantasies wrapped.
People like that seek,
Perfections to matched.
And people like that,
Are alone in their homes!
Waiting for their phones to ring,
From someone condoned.
Nor is love something they want or need.
Nor is it something that's delivered,
To choose as they please.
And people like that seek,
Fantasies wrapped.
And people like that seek,
Perfections to matched.
And people like that,
Are alone in their homes!
Waiting for their phones to ring,
From someone condoned.
Wait they do for phones to ring,
From someone condoned.
People like that seek,
Fantasies wrapped.
People like that seek,
Perfections to matched.
And people like that,
Are alone in their homes!
Moaning and groaning,
No love for them is known.
And people like that,
Moan and groan alone.
And people like that,
Moan and groan alone.
And people like that,
Moan and groan alone.
And people like that are left,
To be on their own!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You Know Where You Are Going To
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know?
Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies that filled our minds
You knew i loved you, but my spirit was free
Laughing at the question that you once ask me
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? do you know?
Now, looking back in all we pass
We've let so many dreams just slip through our hands
Why must we wait so long before we see
How sad the answers to those questions can be?
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open door
What are you hoping for? do you know?
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Baby Boy
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way - dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside - now hear what da man say - Beyonce
Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya
Beyonce sing it now ya
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
FULFILL MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY NOT A DAY GOES BY
WITHOUT MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
AAH OH MY BABY'S FLY BABY OH
YES NO HURT ME SO GOOD BABY OH
I'M SO WRAPPED UP IN YOUR LOVE LET ME GO
LET ME BREATHE STAY OUT MY FANTASIES
Ya ready gimme da ting dat ya ready get ya live
And tell me all about da tings that you will fantasize
I know you dig da way me step da way me make my stride
Follow your feelings baby girl bc they cannot be denied
Come check me in-a night and make we get it amplified
Me have da ting to run da ship cause I'm go slip and I'm go slide
And in the words of love I got ta get it certified
But I give you da toughest longest kinda ride - girl
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
FULFILL MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY NOT A DAY GOES BY
WITHOUT MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
PICTURE US DANCIN REAL CLOSE
IN A DARK DARK CORNER OF A BASEMENT PARTY
EVERY TIME I CLOSE MY EYES
IT'S LIKE EVERYONE LEFT BUT YOU AND ME
IN OUR OWN LITTLE WORLD
THE MUSIC IS THE SUN
THE DANCE FLOOR BECOMES THE SEA
FEELS LIKE TRUE PARADISE TO ME
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
FULFILL MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY NOT A DAY GOES BY
WITHOUT MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
BABY BOY YOU ARE SO DAMN FINE
BABY BOY WON'T YOU BE MINE
Top top - girl
Me and you together is a wrap - dat girl
Driving around da town in your drop top - girl
You no stop shock - girl
Little more da Dutty, we'll rock dat world
song performed by by Sean Paul
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Do You Know Where You're Going
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know?
Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies that filled our minds
You knew how I loved you, but my spirit was free
Laughing at the questions that you once asked of me
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Now looking back at all we've had
We let so many dreams just slip through our hands
Why must we wait so long before we see
How sad the answers to those questions can be?
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know?
song performed by by Mariah Carey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Theme From Mahogany
(m. masser/g. goffin)
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to?
Do you know...?
Do you get
What you're hoping for
When you look behind you
There's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know...?
Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies
That filled our minds
You knew how i loved you
But my spirit was free
Laughin' at the questions
That you once asked of me
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to?
Do you know...?
Now looking back at all we've planned
We let so many dreams
Just slip through our hands
Why must we wait so long
Before we'll see
How sad the answers
To those questions can be
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to?
Do you know...?
Do you get
What you're hoping for
When you look behind you
There's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know...?
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How Do You Use Your Gifts?
I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgotten
early dawn
five of you arrive
bringing
gifts
wrapped, closed
i did not open them
you left
and then the gifts are gone
i want to remember
them again
but it is a waste of time
opportunity
knocks only once
i am getting older
and what i always remember
is regret.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Born To Reflect Exceptions
Poisoned by their own habits,
And a lifestyle they value...
As a standard to achieve,
Has them in dire need of resuscitation.
And 'hopefully' some of those ideals preached,
Will be given a priority as a rule...
Without anyone believing,
They've been born to reflect exceptions.
Hopefully the prospects to revive them,
Using resuscitation with fresh air to breathe...
Will awakened them to see the light!
God knows it is bright enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unquestioned Madness
An escape route from reality has been discovered.
Those cherishing their delusions,
Have come to sigh a breath of relief.
A last minute effort to smother them with truth...
Was discovered to be too cruel.
Too much of it on them released!
And too traumatic an event...
Causing the advent of a massive anxiety,
Carefully prevented.
'Sales revenue and holiday shoppers,
Must be protected!
They must not suspect...
A way of life lived is not accepted.
Shower them with Christmas scents,
And gifts to pick throughout all seasons.'
Fantasies have been extended...
With unlimited pretensions granted for all.
Accountability has been dismissed!
With permissions of accusations,
To inflict those innocent...
With encouragment.
And to become less appalled,
By those left in gutters crawling.
'Free coupons and rebates?
A momentary payoff for those being ripped off!
But kept flooded with delusions! '
This is the bliss that is wished by those sick!
And raising their voices to insist a boasting lift to this,
Unquestioned madness existing.
Is a quality of life needed,
To feed addictions to defend!
And nothing on Earth will keep their beliefs from them!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bygone Dreams
behind the pane
he peers intently
gathering stars
netloads each night
in the day gossing
laughing winds
whispering gaily
when storms are about
watches light shudder
crack open the dark
one fine day
it happened
fate prank played
wham! shatter, ruffle
feathers everywhere
gangly dizzy birdie
he gazes amazed
angered, interrupted
down shattered
quick decision
resuscitation
irritating intrusion
breezes now bothered
shattered glass all over
safety in the wind
quickly replaced
all back in place
birdie dazed but well
outside new pane
all quite the same
pain drifts away
`
poem by Frederick Kesner
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To Keep Protected and Intact
What's found socially acceptable,
And academically correct.
Has changed in its effective etiquette.
And has been dissected as suspect.
A higher state of consciousness,
Has arrived in minds to detect...
An awareness intentionally hidden...
Discovered by nonbelievers,
Who now 'see' and are upset.
Yet...
Their fantasies they wish to keep,
Protected and intact.
They wish to keep these fantasies,
Living to breathe as facts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You Know Where You're Going To?
1 - Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life's been showing you
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
2 - Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open doors
What are you hoping for?
Do you know?
Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies
That filled our minds
You knew how I loved you
But my spirit was free
Laughing at the questions
That you once asked of me
Repeat 1
Now looking back at all we've planned
We let so many dreams
Just slip through our hands
Why must we wait so long?
Before we see
How sad the answers
To those questions can be
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Do you know?
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In An 'Awesomestruckness
People seem to be dazed,
In an 'awesomestruckness'.
Being peeled away from fantasies...
To witness in disbelief,
An audacity confronting them.
With low credit scores.
And poor returns on money wasted,
They so once adored.
A consuming of delusions,
Has faded their quick to sweeten interludes.
A discourse has taken place!
And the cost of their neglect...
Has soured their protected harmonies.
Along with planned vacations they were to take.
Realities have not left them pleased with this.
Such an 'awesomestruckness' striking...
To endanger their moisturized,
And bitten to lick cracking lips.
An embittered taste begins erasing...
Their addiction for delicious waste.
Even their protests are ignored,
As they scour at the prices...
Of melons they would squeeze,
At local stores...
Beginning to soar.
Scenes with bling and other things,
Are diminishing from their diets.
Nails and wigs with flowing extensions...
Have found many unable to afford,
Even their arched eyebrows to be plucked.
How can this bush above their eyes,
Be ignored?
Panic over antics done...
Has caused some men to go unlifted.
When the use of viagra can not overcome...
Dwindling wallets being emptied,
As they limp stunned.
This awesomestruckness has startled,
Those of romanticizing disguises!
A veil once protecting them,
From reality
Has suddenly been lifted to shock.
No longer can they mock those of the 'have nots'.
Now that they have been dropped...
Like those they had shown no pity!
And many show them none.
As they do a public flip flopping,
In view of everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgotten And Dismissed
Crediting debts has produced regrets.
And demands to keep delusions untouched...
To enhance the need of a feasting to feed,
The many addicted to an unending of it...
Ceases,
The quickness for some to obtain...
By just the signing of one's name.
Without any collateral to claim or barter.
What is broken can only be fixed,
When addictions are admitted.
And fantasies are cured,
As realities are gained.
With a detoxing from this starting...
The painful return,
To a forgotten and dismissed consciousness...
Aided by the use and ease of plastic wishes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Eyes Were Always Set Upon 'Home
I did not prepare and struggle,
To get to first base.
To stand and bask in adulation alone.
My eyes were always set upon 'home'.
With the hopes that someone there,
Wanted to see 'us' win.
Doing their best to allow that to happen.
And not just wish to swing at the wind,
To strike out.
Time and again.
Or foul everytime they came to the plate.
To dine on my efforts.
And await for that fate in anticipation.
If everyone does not participate.
Or values what it takes!
What is the point of my attempts,
To sneak back home?
Diving through obstacles.
With a chance to break a bone.
To only know,
What I've done I've done on my own.
And can do elsewhere.
With much more appreciation shown.
Even if I was directed to go back into the field,
By choice.
There would still be love to produce for others.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regression Is the Term
Recession?
How about complete retreat,
From telling lies and deception?
Truth?
There is nothing like it!
However...
How is that introduced?
When none of that has ever been exposed!
Who will believe it?
When minds have been overdosed,
And eyes once shown...
Prefer to stay shut and closed!
Recession?
When something has been squeezed,
With nothing else from it to be released?
Regression is the term,
With a valued lesson from it to be learned.
And a life once lived to feed one's greed...
Shall never back to that kind of life
Will one return!
And that has been the diagnosis!
Accept it or not!
Delusions will still remain the choice,
If one should decide on getting a second opinion!
Or a third.
Or perhaps a fourth!
The truth comes without options.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seeing Things As They Are
Seeing things as they are.
Oppose to how one wishes,
Or chooses them to be...
Stabilizes the mind.
In times where fantasies,
And delusions have overstayed their visits.
Especially for those who have been heard,
Questioning the realities of the times.
There seems to be a nonacceptance,
Of anything connected to truth or its origin.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You Know Where You're Going To
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you, there's no open doors
What are you hoping for?
Do you know?
Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies that filled our minds
You knew how I loved you but my spirit was free
Laughing at the questions that you once asked of me
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Now looking back on all we've planned
We let so many dreams slip through our hands
Why must we wait so long before we see?
How sad the answers to those questions can be
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you, there's no open doors
What are you hoping for?
Do you know, baby?
Mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Ooh
song performed by by Mariah Carey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Harsh Reality for M 'lady Fay
Although I truly empathise
with your desire to fantasise.
It is my task to emphasise.
Although you day dream happily
escaping from reality
Your must return eventually.
There is one rule all must obey
although you would much rather stay.
Your fantasies must fade away.
You know that what I say is true.
Although your job is boring you.
It’s something that you have to do.
So save your dreams for when you sleep
and have no deadlines you must keep.
If you do not the price is steep.
You will get fired right away
you’ll have no job and get no pay
But you’ll be free to dream all day.
If you are wise you’ll listen to
the sound advice I’m giving you
and do what you are paid to do.
You cannot live on fantasies
you have to pay for groceries.
That’s one of life’s realities.
22-Dec-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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