Something Inside
If one is misunderstanding,
The connection between...
Passion,
Sacrifice and discipline.
Loyalty and devotion...
And the love of life,
To experience what it takes...
Being fortunate to witness,
The unfolding of happiness...
Through trials and tribulations?
Something...
Inside of their minds,
Does not accept!
And to survive defeating obstacles,
With heartaches to shake?
Someone delusional lives in wait,
Procrastinating in needless self debate...
For someone else,
To deliver to them their expectations.
Something...
Inside of their minds,
Does not accept!
And...
That had already been done,
An expectation!
When they were gifted with birth!
Just like everyone else...
That has come to feel the rays of Sun.
And this is an occurrence that has happened,
With or without their acknowledgement!
Something...
Inside of their minds,
Does not accept!
Yet,
Hopefully...
One day this all connects!
Turbulence,
Begets turbulence...
Begets no peace felt,
To be from one released!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing Losses As Their Gains
Too many...
People.
Too many...
Accept life to grieve.
Too many...
Wear their heartaches,
On wet sleeves.
Too many...
In anger.
Too many...
Show hurt and pain.
Too many...
Unsatisfied,
And complain.
Choosing losses as their gains.
And somewhere inside,
They have hidden all their pride.
And the tears flow like rain,
From their eyes.
The Sun comes to shine.
But it's blocked from their minds.
And they welcome the clouds,
Like lost friends.
And the storms on them descend!
Too many...
People.
Too many...
Accept life to grieve.
Too many...
Wear their heartaches,
On wet sleeves.
Too many...
In anger.
Too many...
Show hurt and pain.
Too many...
Unsatisfied,
And complain.
Choosing losses as their gains.
And somewhere inside,
They have hidden all their pride.
And the tears flow like rain,
From their eyes.
The Sun comes to shine.
But it's blocked from their minds.
And they welcome the clouds,
Like lost friends.
This has to end.
Since this,
Unhappiness...
Can't be a choice,
One lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Such a Magnificent Gift
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
And although complicated,
The naturalness of life seems to be...
We simplify all that surrounds,
With adjustments to gratify...
Lives to set aside for quick cravings to feed.
No one questions what has become commonplace.
Or everyday address with priority,
The defacing that is done...
To a naturalness that sits,
As such a magnificent gift to us presented.
And yet with an impatience,
We create conflicts with attempts to destroy...
Such a magnificent gift,
Given to us that should represent joy.
That which we are,
With dreams to fulfill invented...
Those that seem to be within,
Limitations our minds accept.
Limited they are,
With no greater expectations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside my happiness
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
Inside my happiness, the colours are
So bright and vivid and i am able
To see everything clearly
Inside my happiness, there was no
Dark times because in my happiness
The sun always shines
Inside my happiness, there is no
Pain, there is no fear
And there is certainly no doubt
Inside my happiness, we all live as
One and there is peace
For all beings
Inside my happiness, addiction never happened
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows
And no tears, so the hurt doesn’t exist
Inside my happiness, there is god
And he planned all this for me
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Our Incompleteness
the turbulence inside
me is the most silent
creation of
my new self, it has learned
a lot since then
when turbulence has
been equated
with chaos, sooner
you will embrace
turbulence as
the lover's other
side
without which
love cannot contain
more meaning
it is the confusion
after all that
brings us
to its arms
it is the dissatisfaction
the insufficiency
that incompleteness of
our being
that makes us
understand the
soul of
solitude
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Freedom
As long as you accept
To be treated this way...
To be enslaved…
They will never grant freedom.
For their hearts are still foolish
And their minds childish…
Just as a child needs to be disciplined
In order to be good,
Small souls are in need of the same.
But spiritual discipline.
Discipline solely of the body,
Brings no wisdom.
Therefore…
When we care for ourselves
And leave cynicism of love behind,
Relearning what it is…
And how it truly feels…
We can reclaim our minds
And demand the freedom to use it.
Demand freedom.
And to not carry contradiction,
Do not support the oppressors.
Sacrifice during transition,
And you, along with all others,
Will be rewarded.
Mother Nature awaits.
Patiently, it awaits our return.
poem by Erica Borges
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We All Come To Experience 'Our' Truths
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
Or see as they sit to observe life pass by,
From a closed window and behind locked doors.
We all experience our own sorrows...
With burdens to bear and struggles to conquer.
And yet there will be some among the 'doubters'...
Who believe nothing happens to anyone but themselves.
And when they experience a pinch of pain to feel,
It becomes worthy of a news broadcast...
To appeal with the getting of attention on their griefs.
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
And yet...
Highlighted are the most ridiculous afflictions,
Repeatedly for all to witness close up on TV sets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without A Prior Menu Used
Only those who make up their minds,
To do something concrete...
That validates their time.
Do this with such fixed focus,
And grow!
Often a connection between loyalty,
With discipline, determination and dedication...
Mixed,
Produces evidence of success from it.
However,
Few can continue...
Without a prior menu used.
They look to be rewarded,
With a discounted way of pursuing life.
'What comes with 'that',
If I should order 'this'? '
And it would seem for the one who dreams...
An achieved reality is reached!
A happiness stirs and occurs inside.
And it does...
But,
So long has the road been journeyed!
There is one thing left,
That has not been satisfactorily addressed.
And that is...
The sacrifice and loneliness invested.
What fills that hole?
No tangible 'perks' observed can undo,
Words heard of discouragement...
'LAZY'
'DELUDED'...
An d,
Lives with 'mama' and will never amount to nothing!
And still those vicious lips remain on city streets.
Living with their 'mamas' and doing nothing to achieve.
And they call 'themselves' men!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Mine to Own
Just give me my prize!
For a life lived...
Both bold and wise.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
Just give me my prize.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I connect it.
Now I can accept.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
Just,
Give me my prize I accept it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
Just give me my prize,
I accept it.
It's mine alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Faith Felt Deeply
And with a faith felt deeply,
Within me like nothing else...
I pray.
Everyday.
There is something unexplainable,
I know inside that connects.
Something there aware of me.
and what it should be,
Without my questioning to accept.
And with hope and not fear,
I boldly take forward steps.
I boldly face obstacles unafraid.
And with faith felt deeply,
I pray.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sure I'll Accept Your Apology
Sure...
I'll accept your apology,
For something you accused me...
And now find that not to be true.
After years spending your time,
Slime-ing minds againgst mine!
Ruining relationships I had of all kinds.
And with just a brief apology...
You believe you are going to be freed,
Of your guilt?
Especially when it was done to me consciously.
Sure...
I'll accept your apology.
Will you accept my continued hatred for you?
Sincerely speaking,
Of course.
And with respectful brotherhood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside 'This' Storm
Inside 'this' storm...
An unyielding brings,
A turbulence with no defense.
Intensifies a tension,
Felt and seen.
And incenses without forgiveness.
Inside 'this' storm...
Held onto much too long,
A twisting to squeeze embittered emotions.
Seduces,
Those that continue to go on and on...
With no pending ending that settles a win.
No matter who takes offense!
Or heats one to invent.
What is it no one confesses?
Inside this storm.
What is it that comes to manifest this?
Inside 'this' storm.
Who allowed the thunderclouds,
To advance with voices loud with roaring claps.
When it was so clear at dawn...
A new day had promised all confusion gone!
Not to entrap with the biting of backs.
What is it no one confesses?
Inside this storm.
What is it that comes to manifest this?
Inside 'this' storm.
And who allowed the thunderclouds,
To advance with voices loud with roaring claps.
Who infested this with disturbing preciousness?
When it was so clear at dawn...
A new day had promised all confusion gone!
Inside 'this' storm...
An unyielding brings,
A turbulence with no defense.
Intensifies a tension,
Felt and seen.
And incenses without forgiveness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Real Soul
Better to be
The servant of great men
Than the master
Of scoundrels;
Better to die
For a woman’s honor
Than be dishonored
In her eyes.
Life takes priorities
And the willingness
To accept sacrifice:
Once you’re dead,
Your real soul survives
In other peoples’ minds.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Promises Given
Promises given...
And then lifted from children,
Expecting to be gifted...
Dries an anticipation,
Bubbling innocently in the younger ones.
Those implanted with hopes and dreams...
Sparkling and beginning in the minds of some.
And once these exciting wishes diminish...
A delighted twinkle in the eyes is lost!
Something inside,
Feels not right, incomplete and unfinished.
Leaving apologies that seldom come,
Hard to accept as excuses from anyone!
Especially if promises mentioned are not done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Can't We Accept This
Let's raise our conscious levels up,
From dusty covered ruts.
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
To leave behind those tears,
Dripping from red eyes.
Why can't we accept this.
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
To leave behind those tears,
Dripping from red eyes.
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this...
And dry those tears we cry.
Why can't we accept,
Times lived..
Have gone bye-bye!
Why can't we accept this,
To forgive and forget!
And,
Why can't we accept...
A happiness without regrets.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so,
Misdirected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so misdirected.
Does heightened violence increase peace?
Where has that been shown effective.
When a violence from one leaves,
People then feel free to breathe.
Does heightened violence increase peace?
Where has that been shown effective.
When a violence from one leaves,
People then feel free to breathe.
Why are we so misdirected.
Nobody feels free to breathe.
Why are we so misdirected.
Nobody feels free to breathe.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so disconnected.
Why can't we accept this!
Why are we so misdirected.
Why can't we accept this.
Why can't we accept it...
We have been so disconnected.
And misdirected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's Why I Stay Away
There is not another excuse you can use...
To allow time to slip away from you.
Or to sit and wait for your happiness to appear.
If you have not done a thing,
To attract it near.
There is not another alibi to utter.
Or mumble in self centeredness...
About what you will do when the time permits.
There is nothing about time,
That is going to sit and wait.
Not for you to decide what decisions to make.
Or question what should take place with others,
In needless time consuming wasteful debates.
Others may say they accept who you are!
I do too!
And that's why I stay away.
No friendship I give,
Will be treated that way.
I don't like to feel,
What I value has been betrayed.
And loyalty...
For me does not need to be defined.
Your campaign for wishes to be understood.
Reeks from an ego that has done you no good.
But you in your stubbornness can not comprehend...
It's not what others have done to you.
But what they have allowed you to do to them.
And it's a shame they still claim you as a friend.
That's why I stay away.
I value what my friends choose to do and say.
And taking folks for granted...
Is not my way.
Nor will I ever find that kind of time...
To let thoughts like that occupy my mind.
I thank God I respect others.
And not of the selfish...
Me...me! I...I,
Kind!
And I don't like my time wasted.
While others make up their minds...
How to use it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One To Blame
They are going to win back,
Their redundancy.
And discover who the failures,
Really are.
And they will find themselves,
Just as useless...
As their pointless debates.
Although this time with no one to blame.
Greed begets deceit begets stupidity!
And that hopefully begets,
Self examination that begets remorse.
And that begets humility that gets everyone,
Back on course to divorce all foolishness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Inflicted Issues
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
With a freedom to do this and integrity they lack.
The expectations of them healing from their ailments,
And self inflicted issues...
Is not going to happen with a waving of a magic wand.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Exchange Of Values Have Come To Upset
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose.
Just to have 'things' to present an image,
Seems to be on the wane for those drained...
And doing the best they can,
To recover from the quick presence of reality.
Many had never met reality so personalized before.
And the experience has been breathtaking.
Even though...
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose,
There still remain those...
Clinging onto their delusions,
Since this is the only reality they know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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