Routine of a Cheap Thug
Your actions are profoundly similar,
To the routine of a cheap thug.
Your posture is attached to a suspiciousness.
And your attraction to snoop...
Does not invite a relaxation into my environment.
And your comments of resentment confirms my sentiments.
Regardless of your good intentions,
Your close inspection of my valuables...
I somehow do not need.
Unless you are preparing for your return?
And this is your way of showing me,
An unsolicited protection.
And I need not concern myself with giving you a key!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
You can pour holy oil and holy water on a thug until you have emptied buckets of both; but at the end he will be a consecrated thug, but a thug all the same unless interior intentions and a disciplined man are present.
quote by William H. O'Connell
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Bring On The Night
I lie in bed but baby I cant sleep no matter how hard I try
Theres something bad, baby, wrong with me whenever I close my eyes
The dreams of mary keep me awake with every little curve in place
When I walk home in the daybreak I pray come back home, baby, wont you give me
Darlin bring on the night, oh yeah darlin, bring on the night oh now darlin, bring on the night
I walk the street, Im lookin for romance
I end up stumblin in some stupid half-trance
As I watch the lovers mix with circumstance
We watch the disco dancers dance
I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection theyre tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of whos tellin who
Forbidding close inspection of whos tellin who lies
Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin, bring on the night
Oh now darlin, bring on the night
Is it as simple as it seems
I dont know what Im doin here, is it as simple as it seems
Is it as simple as I fear, well if Im right . . .
I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection theyre tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of whos tellin who
Forbidding close inspection of whos tellin who
Baby of whos tellin who lies
Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin, bring on the night
Oh now baby, bring on the night, oh now darlin bring on the night
Come home darlin, bring on the night
Oh now darlin bring on the night
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The best way to sell yourself to others is first to sell the others to yourself. Check yourself against this list of obstacles to a pleasing personality interrupting others sarcasm vanity being a poor listener insincere flattery finding fault challenging others without good cause giving unsolicited advice complaining attitude of superiority envy of others' success poor posture and dress.
Actions Are Sentiments' Verity
Words are but mere lexicon, actions are sentiments' verity;
Where words may serve merely to confound, actions bring clarity;
Actions are the truth, to which words may only portend-
Actions make real, what was once only pretend.
Do not tell me, show me-then I will know;
Do not say you love me, allow the love you profess, to show!
Words tell a story of intentions, actions are their proof-
Do not express a desire for ardor, then remain aloof!
Would you believe I love you if I told you, or more if I show you! ?
After all we have been through, this proof is the least I owe you.
I utter no words before my actions are taken or readied-
I express no sentiment before my heart is inspired and steadied;
When I say 'I love you', it is affirmation of the actions I am willing to take;
When I say 'I love you', it is proof of the sacrifices I am willing to make!
poem by Maurice Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Say Something
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
If anyone had good intentions,
Wouldn't you think,
Those intentions clearly...
Would be done and not mentioned?
It's like someone who has an expectation.
And the rising of excitement,
That teases with anticipation.
A frustration enters,
When disappointment arrives.
And here it is...
Excuses and lies!
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
And you are left sitting to wonder,
Between hesitation and comments to make.
But your lips remain sealed.
However...
Your eyes are not connected,
To an expected acceptance of your patience.
'You look as if you can kill me!
Say something.
I meant to call you.
You know that.
Say something.
Say 'something'...
Anything! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Easy To Do And Even Easier To Leave
I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.
Derogatory comments made,
By those with tongues out to degrade integrities...
Is nothing new in my environment.
I was raised to witness it...
In my early impressionable development days.
And learned very quickly,
How to make steps and not expect praise.
I've seen those with the best of intentions,
Destroyed by innuendo.
Even though they were...
Champions of good deeds.
And having seen this as examples,
Of what people can do to themselves...
I've found my own contributions,
Easy to do and even easier to leave.
Regardless of what I did to annoy or please.
I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.
Knowing God makes the final,
Inspection of my attempts.
'Why does that dude love to be dragged through the mud? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
That Is Seldom Expressed
There is a huge difference between,
Expressing one's concern...
And fostering negativity.
Comments such as:
'Hang in there! '
Expresses a stagnant,
And limited movement.
With the chances of little to accomplish!
But to swing back and forth,
From a position fixed.
'Stay optimistic! '
As if one isn't.
So to belabor this point,
Confirms one should not make attempts.
Like a dog chasing its own tail.
Hoping one day to discover it is attached.
'Be Positive! '
This comment generally comes from someone,
Who initiates the question,
'How are you doing? '
And no matter how jovial the response,
Or blatant good feelings observed...
Someone will interpret this,
As being insincere.
And that happens on many occasions.
And my all time favorite...
'It can always be worse! '
Now...
This implies that the person
Should not stop trying to make things,
As negative as possible!
In fact...
The moment this is expressed,
Visions of one's dilemma...
Are targeted on becoming worse.
Or getting as close to it as possible.
And one should seek to accomplish,
Seeking to be at the bottom of a pit!
How can this be handled?
Be grateful and appreciate your blessings...
At 'all' times.
No matter how full your cup overfloweth.
Feel it!
No one has to know it.
And 'that' is seldom expressed!
Remember...
Happiness and peace of mind,
Are envied.
People can not accept,
They can live without regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Popular Thug
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in the face
Everytime the bass is mentioned like I had bad intentions
Listen, I thought love was given
So for you I did those things you were missing
Never have to say
Please gimme borrow
As long as I got yay
And two semi autos
And connects in the jets
Like wetback Carlos
I ain't askin' you to follow
Just think about tomorrow
Please
I should have known by the way that you stared
Eyeing Passes by like you're rich but life ain't fair
But you make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I can't help if I'm a thug and I'm popular
I think that come along with driving a shocking car
Watch the coke light up they life
The rocks with stars
Had fiends talking crippled
Cuz they locked they jaw
Aw Pusha T you think it's cool that you deal
Bout as cool as that breeze on the beach in Brazil
As long as fiends want pain
Then I'm gon' slang
When my financial change
Then I'm gon' change
I should have seen in the way you touched my hand
Shuffling your car keys
But sounded like a gentleman
But ya make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
You don't know it yet
It's the life that I live that you love
And the fact that I'm thug that had you holding techs
When you really didn't know what it was
But you did it out of love
Shit
Far from deprived
Give you all of you fetishes
Like treachervous necklaces, beget etceteras
Colors coming out make your head spin like exorcist
Spending bright futures in the hood
All them no good messages
I should have heard it in the way you said my name
While I analyzed your tone you were formulating games
But you make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
Hey, popular thug
song performed by by Kelis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Preparing To Fly
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
Im in love all over again
Im head over heels
I cant even begin
To tell you how it feels
She lives on a rock
Surrounded by light
Shes young and shes wild
And shes treating me right
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
I shed some light
I change my address
I havent felt so great
Since I first went west
Ive got brilliant intentions
Unthinkable plans
Ive got sparks and electric shocks
Just exploding from my hands
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
Im back in the saddle
Im out in the clear
I got no regrets
Ive got nothing to fear
Ive battled my demons
Come out on top
Im gonna love you as hard as I can
Never gonna stop
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
song performed by by Waterboys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
No One Thinks of That
When a momentum is set,
To dilute one's good intentions...
It should be made clear,
To those preparing to get into this gear...
They should make sure they do not,
Cut off their noses to spite their faces.
Or bite the hand that might be feeding them,
Under the table.
When someone's good intentions are gone...
So too go with them their much needed connections!
And of course,
No one thinks of that...
While stabbing someone else in the back!
Especially when egos of those in small towns,
Lack any hints of common sense!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Risk Is in the Giving
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
With a showing of an ungratefulness,
The giver of the gift to give...
Often leaves with this believed.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
And when one does hear from another,
A thankfulness expressed.
The one who is gifted expresses this,
With an acknowledgement...
It is 'not' the gift one gets,
But the thoughtfulness of the one who gives...
And that is the exchange one does not soon forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
More and more, unsolicited gifts from without are likely to be received with unconscious resentment.
quote by Edward Sapir
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Even When You Feel You Are At Your Worse
Don't give it a thought.
Or contemplate,
Those good deeds by you
Left done.
Or spend a moment,
Rehearsing your remorse.
Your heart is good.
That reflects...
As it should.
Do what you have been doing.
No need to get upset.
You have nothing to regret.
Or should perceive to have done differently.
Even when you feel you are at your worse...
You still have bettered someone's best!
No need to become embittered.
To sit alone with your actions revisited in torment.
Or curse with wishes,
Your actions in resentment.
What 'is' yours...
Will 'be' yours!
Restored.
And/or new,
In due time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Door I Open To Close
The door I open to close behind me,
Would be less routine...
If I knew,
You'd be awaiting in a room...
To greet me like you use to do.
With a barrage of pent up sentiments.
The door I open to close behind me,
Welcomes me with a peaceful silence...
I did not always find,
When remembering those times...
I wondered where you were,
And that disturbed me.
Today,
When I open that same door to close...
After missing you,
And going through those adjustments we made...
I think of us not having enough trust,
And so willing to give up.
When all I wanted was just five minutes...
To myself.
And you could never understand why.
The door I open to close behind me,
Would be less routine...
If I knew,
You'd be awaiting in a room...
To greet me like you use to do.
Sometimes now I wish,
I had given you ten minutes.
Since that's all you wanted from me to listen.
I'm all ears now,
Wanting to hear your voice!
But you made a choice to leave.
And I can not blame you for choosing to.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Is The 'Real' Intention Hidden
Why is it that there are those with beliefs,
Who feel if something they do...
Another should follow their lead,
To leave perceived.
And I've always felt,
If someone does something unsolicited...
It was something 'they' chose to do.
Not demand an attention be attached to it.
If I do something from my heart,
And it is given from the start.
That's it.
An acknowledgement would be nice.
But if there isn't one to come...
I'm not going to think twice,
About what it is I've done...
if it wasn't a bona fide sacrifice.
Many get offended if their actions done,
Does not get an attention.
And their motives I question with a suspicion...
What is the 'real' intention hidden,
Left going unmentioned?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Agitation Can Distance
Agitation can distance,
One who once had good intentions.
An overloading of expectations done...
Will leave those guilty,
Vacated.
And they are the ones who become shunned.
Without hesitation to retrieve,
A quietness missed.
When one squeezes a good thing,
Until there is none left...
They usually become appalled.
They usually do not self reflect,
Upon their own actions at all!
They themselves have created,
And delivered this invasion.
At the expense of diminishing,
A sense of innocence.
And someone else's satisfaction,
Others set out to slander and kill...
Seeks a protection from these ills.
And a splitting occurs,
With a peace of mind returned.
One that is earned and appreciated,
With lessons learned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In Our Individual Lives
What happens in our individual lives,
Does not seem to have the same affect on others...
Quite as emotionally.
In fact a lack of concern can be attributed to their actions.
Until something similar happens to them.
And that's when those near anf far will hear accusations,
About the less caring people show and do for others.
With little history of their own ever being shown individually.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
To Manage Handled Scandals
Some handle scandals,
Like they've had them before!
As if to manage handled scandals.
I wont leave my house,
Until I check the back door.
And blow out all the candles,
To lock up safe and to feel secured.
I like a romantic atmosphere.
But with someone that's free of scandal.
A sip of wine with candlelight appearing near.
On a one on one...
That's all I can handle.
Discussing private business,
In the midst of close friends...
Invites the whispering of lips,
Or two.
If any two wish happiness,
They should...
Keep other people distant.
Since people have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
People have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
Discussing private business in a group,
Is old news.
But no one wishing happiness,
Should invite gossip.
Since...
People have a tendency to snoop,
And move...
Scandalized unproven scoop,
As they choose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
You've Attached Yourself to Me
You've attached yourself to me.
For purposes you choose to keep...
Discreet and secret.
And unconfessed.
As if to suggest...
Your intentions are nothing more,
Than to deceive with an intent...
I will come to disbelieve,
This is not the intention meant.
You asked how I would feel,
If from you I became detached?
You've attached yourself to me.
My peace of mind from me will not leave.
Since you had nothing to do with that!
Remember...
You've attached yourself to 'me'?
And I'm too honest with myself,
Not to recognize...
Manipulations that arrive,
With lies expressed in clouded eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Resentment?
Resentment?
I have never met anyone,
With abilities and skills...
That expressed a resentment,
Towards anyone seeking to be convinced...
Talents they possess,
Could be used at someone else's benefit.
And there to easily access.
But had been ignored,
For another sought to address...
That left them with an impression to express.
Resentment?
How many people do you know,
Would give up their expertise freely?
To confess to anyone,
That a giving up of their unpaid time...
Had been rejected,
Without a compensation of payment done.
To allow a continuance of their peace of mind?
And this they kept protected.
Acknowledging how this was difficult to find.
Resentment?
I doubt very seriously if they had that feeling.
Perhaps relieved...
What they brought to offer to others,
Had not been dissected or scrutinized.
With a diluting done of their freely given abilities.
Resentment?
Would not be the word I'd use,
To define their state of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!