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Something I've Already Done

Of course I care that you are there.
I am not without intuition.
Because I choose not to listen,
Does not leave me obligation free...
To acknowledge you as part of humanity.
I've never left you...
Physically!

My priorities as we speak,
Has a clarified mission I seek.
And you prefer redundancy...
With the hitting of your head,
Against the same wall.
And I will not be stalled,
By something I've already done...
Countless of times!

When we were finding shared time,
To whine together...
One of us, apparently
Got sick of it!
Enjoy 'your' addictions!
I am hopeful you will not extend,
Their insistence to overstay their visit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Choice Is to Make History

I'm one to adventure life.
Accepting it as a process.
I feel blessed to be granted it to bloom, flourish and grow.
Seeking purpose.
And when that purpose is fulfilled,
It then is time to move on!
Like each season that acknowledges the next.
Never to overstay a visit!
I too have those same wishes.

To remain unchallenged,
I know is not my mission.
And as long as I am blessed with my life,
I will seek the unknown.
To uncover it.
To leave behind for someone to discover I existed.

My choice is to make history.
Not relive it!

At times it can become uncomfortable.
But no learning I've ever achieved,
Came easy.
Or resulted from a path cleared of obstacles.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Is The Healer (Album Version)

So many times in my life
I've been alone, left alone
Heart broken and
Turned around
I find myself
Crying in the night time
Dying out loud
In the night i sleeplessly
Wake up
From a dream that's
Tormenting me
I, i, i, i, i gotta get help
Oh, yeah
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Late at night i was afraid
And i tried to turn away
I was afraid to face
What in-evil-it-able is
Say you know the way
To find true freedom
Can you save yourself
From the pain you're feeling
Something in my head
That you're dreaming
That the angels said
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
Love...is the healer
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Do you know the way to love
Do you know the place of love
Do you know what love
Can do
Do you know what
It'll do for you

song performed by by Donna Summer
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Love Is The Healer

So many times in my life
Ive been alone, left alone
Heart broken and
Turned around
I find myself
Crying in the night time
Dying out loud
In the night I sleeplessly
Wake up
From a dream thats
Tormenting me
I, i, i, i, I gotta get help
Oh, yeah
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Late at night I was afraid
And I tried to turn away
I was afraid to face
What in-evil-it-able is
Say you know the way
To find true freedom
Can you save yourself
From the pain youre feeling
Something in my head
That youre dreaming
That the angels said
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Come heal me
Love is the healer
Love is the healer
Set me free
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
I am on a mission, a mission of love
Love...is the healer
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Love is the healer
Come as a healer
Set me free
Do you know the way to love
Do you know the place of love
Do you know what love
Can do
Do you know what
Itll do for you

song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Take Your Eyes Off Of My Treasured Space

Take your eyes off of my treasured space.
Not an inch of it here is yours to be shared.
You are welcome to visit and admire,
The peace kept within it.

And when your visit is over...
The front door will open.
And through it you will leave.
Hopefully with less curiousity...
As to what your decorating additions will be.

There will be none.
I have all the fun I've had,
Doing what you see myself.
And in the doing of it,
Was one of the best experiences I've had!
Enjoyed with no one else.
It was such a selfish joy!

Take your eyes off of my treasured space.
Not an inch of it here is yours to be shared.
You are welcome to visit and admire,
The peace kept within it.

And when your visit is over...
The front door will open.
And through it you will leave.
With an understood appreciation...
How glad I was to have you visit with me.

But you staying here is out of the question!
Although the time together,
Was enjoyable and well spent.
Give my regards to 'old' Broadway.
And other streets on which we played.
Back in the 'day'.!

There is nothing like a peace of mind,
I can find in any room I choose!
The air is fresh and absent of attitudes.
Sometimes just to sit in silence,
Energizes me with motivation.

Give me a call.
Maybe one day we can do lunch.
And exchange more of our fantasies!
While reminiscing as we munch,
And free from any temptation to aggravate.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Sit And Wish To Free Ourselves

We sit and wish to free ourselves,
From the ease to fall into the grips of lamenting.
Part of life is to be shakened up a bit emotionally.
And that is the only sense we can not transfer.
Our pains come to be felt and dealt with alone.
Or with a condoned medication to pick as we choose.

We sit and wish to free ourselves,
From addictions, conflicts and other bad habits.
And if we finally decide to take that road,
And abandon what keeps us held back...
There is something that attracts a lot of us,
To the abuse of it all to return for 'special' visits.

To leave most of us moaning under the condition,
That someone patient enough to listen...
Show us a hint or a clue,
We have 'not' become the reason...
Why many of us find eventually,
We have been left alone.

No one who has fought for their own happiness,
Wants to sit and hear that mess to digest.
To have their opinions or suggestions rejected.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He is Sick (the monologue of a sick)

I am sick
weak
shouldn't you seek me?
shouldn't you accuse yourselves
when they refuse to see?

I am sick
and I cry
I am sick
and I scream
because I am sick
but even if I extirpate my throat
to show you the way I am cold
and alone
you wouldn't listen to me

Would you listen to me?

Do you hear me?
I am sick
Damn you fools
you can stop believing
if you need
but you cannot stop to believe
you are weak
weaker than me.

And you cannot stop believing
it is intriguing
it is crucial
yet not essential
and it is your fate
to let me die
it is your fate
to hunter your pride
and leave me sick

here, I lay sick
here, you made your God sick
my dear children, my perished humans
you hailed me here
where you left me
sick
and weak.

poem by Katerina Val
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Not Being Supportive

The more I subject myself to listen to you...
The more inclined I find I should,
Hear your words in my head.
Instead of in my heart.
Where at times you have taken my happiness...
And anchored it with burdens.
Feeling weighted down with a ton of lead!
That awaits for you to quickly depart!

You bring more misery around,
Than anything I have read by Edgar Allan Poe.
Your gloom would chase away Vincent Price,
From the attraction of sparkling Christmas lights,
And a welcome mat at someone's front door.

Pain and grief seems to be your first and last names.
There has not been a time,
You have not been complaining or found time to whine.
And then you accuse me of not being supportive of your needs?

'Where are you going?
Why do you leave? '

I've decided you are right!
I have not been supportive of your needs.
And since we do agree I have neglected yours...
I am going to make sure my own are going to be taken care of,
Immediately!
That's where I am going.
And I don't expect or seek your assistance at all!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intuition

My intentions are good, I use my intuition
It takes me for a ride
But I never understood other peoples superstitions
It seemed like suicide
As I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
And when I struggle in the night
The magic of the music seems to light the way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me everywhere
Well my instincts are fine
I had to learn to use them in order to survive
And time after time confirmed an old suspicion
Its good to be alive
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say
Its then I realize its only a condition
Of seeing things that way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me anywhere
(takes me anywhere, alright)
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there

song performed by by Lennon John
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I am that I am for C.P.Sharma

I speak to those who choose to hear
To those who choose to see, appear
If you believe you will perceive
if you accept you will receive.
The blessings that I offer you
and in return I ask you to.
Attempt to love your fellow man.
It is not easy but you can
What does it matter black or white
all men are equal in my sight.
You have free will and you must choose
to listen to me or refuse
Be still and let the silence speak.
I am that for which all men seek

23-Dec-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Chokehold

you did your time
you paid your dues
you only got back
what you used
you broke my heart
you tore it out
i didnt know
what it was all about
i find yourself
trapped in a well
i cant find a way
to escape this hell
its all your fault
you took the curve
you'll only get
what you deserve

this is the last time ill
say this to you

let me go
let me be free
im sick and tired
of all this misery
why cant i
for one day
maybe leave this town
or maybe run away
im sick of you
you hurt me so bad
and i was the only
one left sad
you left my heart
broke and cold
now you got me
in a deep chokehold

i'd always smile
when you'd call my phone
i didnt know
you would leave me alone
you came up to me
out of the blue
who wouldve thought
who wouldve knew
you always try
not to talk to me
you avoid me
so you dont have to see
i dont need you
not anymore
you walked away
and i shut the door

this is the last time ill
say this to you

let me go
let me be free
im sick and tired
of all this misery
why cant i
for one day
maybe leave this town
or maybe run away
im sick of you
you hurt me so bad
and i was the only
one left sad
you left my heart
broke and cold
now you got me
in a deep chokehold

something you dont know
is my love for you is so strong
and if you didnt know
its been building for so long
i dream about you
in my bed at night
and i wish you were with me
so i could hold you tight
i think of you
every minute of everyday
and i wanna be with you
in every single way
you live in my head
and i dont want you to go
this love for you i have
you will never know
why did you have to leave
why did you have to go
you left me with so many questions
the answers i didnt know

let me go
let me be free
im sick and tired
of all this misery
why cant i
for one day
maybe leave this town
or maybe run away
im sick of you
you hurt me so bad
and i was the only
one left sad
you left my heart
broke and cold
now you got me
in a deep chokehold..

poem by Josh Howell
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Intuition

Hey, hey, hey, alright,
Hey, hey, hey, alright.
My intentions are good, I use my intuition,
It takes me for a ride.
But I never understood other peoples superstitions,
It seemed like suicide.
And as I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and evry day.
And when I struggle in the night,
The magic of the music seems to light the way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me evrywhere.
Well, my instincts are fine, I had to learn to use them
In order to survive.
And time after time, confirmed an old suspicion,
Its good to be alive.
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say,
Its then I realise,
Its only a condition of seeing things that way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me anywhere.
Takes me anywhere, alright.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Those Sugar Plum Fairies

You can not be seriously surprised,
That they are seeking someone offering...
A more sweetened outlook of life to live,
Over one who that depicts a picture of it...
With a determination,
To remove them from a process...
That has left them mentally and physically sick.
As a direct result of their delusions?
And they have a preference for this?

I know it is difficult.
But let's get serious!

Who are the few continuing to benefit?
And what device is used to keep those following,
With such an addiction to keep feeding on this...
Revolving nonsense?

And to where have those with a consciousness,
Been chased away to get away from all of it?
If ever there was a need for those with minds of clarity,
That need for them to speak up...
Is NOW!
With a hopeful forgiveness given from them granted.

'But...
What about reprisals? '

REPRISALS?
From who?

What part of devastation have you yet to witness?
What beliefs do you keep have you not seen as false?
Wake up!
Those sugar plum fairies have been lowered as a preference,
On everyone's Christmas list with a 'tripping' to get a loan.
Very few are left to brag about their good credit ratings.
And the safest place to stay today,
Is in a foreclosed home!

You can not be seriously surprised,
That they are seeking someone offering...
A more sweetened outlook of life to live,
Over one who that depicts a picture of it...
With a determination,
To remove them from a process...
That has left them mentally and physically sick.
As a direct result of their delusions?
And they have a preference for this?

Comeon!
I know it is difficult.
But let's get serious!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free

Here as I sit in this lonely square
This train of thought runs through my mind
I like it best when the choice is mine
I want to be free to speak my mind
And if I cry I want no-one to be there (be there)
Free to do what I want to do
And you should share this freedom too
If I lie it must be for a reason
Weve come a long way now
Theres still a way to go
And still were moving onwards
For all that you might think we are innocent
Innocent people
We are free
Im working hard
Im looking for the week-end
Oh! my good god
How the work is hard
And when its down to getting home
We dont know what to do - do you
I hurry home
All the people seem to hurry
Dont push me on
I think for myself
We move as one
We like to keep it all together
I take it all
No problem at all
Im a page in the book
Oooh take a look
Im a part of the whole
All my body and soul
I want you to know Ive cried me a river
Why cant this taker change into a giver
Why cant I work it out
I want to be free
Free in what Im choosin
Free with no excuses
Free to see the people
And to move ooo! ooo! ooo!
Free to choose my lover
Free to choose my brother
Free to need another
And I do - I need you
Im having a ball
Im part of the wall
No-one sees me at all
Im asking for one dance
I know that there wont be a second chance
Theres no return
Im ready to burn
I think Ill never learn
Im looking for direction
What I need from you is real protection
Ive done my best
Ive failed the test
I dont care about the rest
Wont someone set me free
Free in what Im choosin
Free with no excuses
Free to see the people
And to move! ooo! ooo! ooo!
Free to choose my lover
Free to choose my brother
Free to need another
And I do - I need you

song performed by by Heaven 17
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What 'Fit' Would I Want

Identity?
I've had one for so long.
All my life,
I have lived to perfect it.
I don't get upset with those with none.
Those who prefer to turn away and run...
If confronted!

Identity?
I know who I am without question.
Acceptance I don't seek.
Not from those
Who believe my identity
Might leave others afraid to speak.
Those familiar with others,
Who shuffle along with stances weak.

I have no problem,
Being me and that might offend.
'Too bad! '
'Get over it! '
Nothing else or more is there...
I care to share with them!
What 'fit' would I want,
If that which I enjoy...
Provides me comfort?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free Spirit

You take away my freedom,
you restrict me of my rights,
you limit me by day
and lock up all my nights.

You may have physically trapped me
but there's part of me still free;
soul, images, memories
you can't take what you can't see.

So when you think you look at me
you're looking at a wall
I might be in your presence
but i'm not present at all.

My spirit is silently soaring
over oceans, over seas,
to visit what's forbidden
banished by your keys.

And if you really knew me
you would know my soul is free;
old and wise and peaceful
and where it longs to be.

poem by Shadow Girl
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Once Enjoyed and Invited

We are not in those times anymore.
When people would choose others,
For their own ignorance...
Unstopped and revolving,
Through the same turnstiles...
To explore and bore.

More people are awakening,
To what time 'today' is.
With less of them wasting it,
To let go and live.

The ones who found gossip,
Whispered from ear to ear.
Find it almost impossible...
To ignite any intrerest,
With someone equally inquisitive.

We are not in those times,
Anymore.
When people would choose others,
For their own ignorance...
To Explore increasing boredom.

And more and more,
People are re-evaluating values.
Finding it difficult,
To do as they choose...
And have others listen too!

Once enjoyed and invited,
People seem today quicker to admit...
A deeper meaning sought,
Than the routine of nonsense...
That finds them sick of it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lately

Lately i've been feeling
A little bit neglected.
When it comes to your ex-boyfriends,
Well, i guess i'm overprotective.
But it's nothing personal
I just wanted you to tell me that you
Care.
Lately i've been thinking bout'
Stickin' my head in a toaster.
I never asked to take a ride
On this emotional roller-coaster
It's you that i want,
And lately it feels like you're not there.
Lately i've been contemplating
Jumping in the ocean.
Sometimes even spock would show
A little more emotion!
Do you still love me now
As much as you loved me yesterday?
(chorus) i try to let it out...
I bitch, i cry, moan, whine, scream and
Shout today,
But the wall wouldn't listen to me!
Why wouldn't it listen to me?
I'm sick of always cryin'
I don't wanna be sick of trying,
But you've gotta want me too.
Lately i've been hoping for
A little bit of affection.
Sometimes i wish that you had came
With your own set of directions.
I guess it's not that easy,
But i hope that you still love me anyway
Lately i've been thinkin' bout'
Takin' a vow of silence.
I've never seen a monk result
In any acts of violence.
Or, maybe i'll just cry
And hope you come around again today.
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by Ataris
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Regard It As An Obligation

One should live each day,
Grateful to be cautiously observant.
Do not become too thrilled.
Especially those of you who awaken...
Feeling absolutely wonderful!

Remember...
There is someone you will encounter,
Who will be determined to find your good feeling
Suspicious.

And they will do their best to remind you...
Gloom should be part of your reality.
You can maintain that glorious feeling.
But whatever you do...
Do not ignore their wish to accept their lives,
As they choose.
With complaints and burdens to bear.

Acknowledge their misery.
That's all they want.
They want it to be confirmed.
Do it!

Do not insist there is joy to be felt!
You know that to be true.
You do not have to convince anyone,
Who is on a mission to dispense headaches.
Preserve your peace of mind!
Regard it as an obligation.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We 'Was' But Aint No 'Mo

What is your point?
I've already revealed,
Where my priorities are.
It is no secret.

You sought to be convinced.
And nothing done I could do,
Would prevent your determination.
You wanted me to choose.

I did.

You believed you were giving me a choice,
To make.
And I was then finding for you the time.
Valued not faked!

Now for you,
I am not finding time...
Or patience for explanations.
We 'was' but aint no 'mo!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pout On

IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .

You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.
You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.

IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitoka y,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .

You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.
You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.

Pout on.
Pout on.
Like the others who are shouting 'bout lost pennies in their pots!
Pout on.
Pout on.
Like the others who are shouting 'bout lost pennies in their pots!

IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .

You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.
You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.

You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.
You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.

Pout on.
Pout on.
Like the others who are shouting 'bout lost pennies in their pots!
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
ButIcan'tdothatbecauseyou'renotfeelingthatway .
You rather whine about these times.
Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.
Pout on.
Pout on.
Like the others who are shouting 'bout lost pennies in their pots!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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