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Something Suggested That Exchanges Mint

When will the same argument,
Exhaust the nonsense of its fight?
Backs have buckled from the strain of it.
And those in the midst of these conflicts...
Have proven themselves to be full of excrement.
In need to flush with a new diet meant.
At least one that cleanses.
To refreshen the air with uplifting sentiments.

When will the same argument,
Exhaust the nonsense of its fight?
How can anyone sleep peacefully at night...
Feeling clogged up with a blockage,
That keeps them uptight.

A continuation manifesting waste...
That leaves a bitterness on one's tongue to taste...
Does nothing to produce a good scented atmosphere.
Not if wishful thinking is there to have it cleared.
What will it take to change and maneuver these moods?
Group meetings to sit on toilets?
With favorite beverages served to cheer attitudes?

Something creative has to be implemented.
Something suggested that exchanges mint.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Tired

angry cars
exhaust, exhuast

homework, tests
exhaust, exhaust

LIFE, LIFE
exhaust, exhaust

poem by Annie Janine
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Invite, Solicit or Visit. Period

I have never found it alright,
To have others make decisions...
For the way I live my life.

My own parents weren't restrictive,
Or strict.
They made suggestions and that was it.

To have someone decide,
What is or is not for me to appease my appetite...
Is not going to happen.

Unless someone is seeking an argument or a fight.
And at my age I 'will' sleep peacefully at night.

So conflicts to undo my wishes I do not invite.
Nor do I solicit or visit.
Period.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everything Today Is In a Collective Bin

What is the argument?
And why are those hidden sentiments...
Trying to find a purpose.
That attracts to their past actions.

Everything today is in a collective bin.
The selfish can not see it,
Because of the mindsets they've lived in.

A greed has intoxicated them into beliefs...
Everything they've gotten,
Has not been produce by those...
They've disregarded and forgotten.

What is the argument?
And why are those hidden sentiments...
Trying to find a purpose,
To regurgitate from an hypnosis done.
That has enraged the minds of the blinded ones!

Everything today is in a collective bin.
The selfish can not see it,
Because of the mindsets they've lived in.
A greed has intoxicated them into beliefs...
Everything they've gotten,
Has not been produce by those...
They've disregarded and forgotten,
Just to indulge themselves in entertaining whims.
Not caring about others...
But them, them, them!

They wish to conquer and win.
But what?

Is the argument?

And from where was this insecurity fed?
That jeopardizes a security,
To bring upon their chosen soil...
Blood donated and shed!

'They fight to incite their on insanity,
Without consciousness or insight.
To where would they flee...
When the poisons have worn off,
Of their bitter thoughts.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accept what You can't Change!

If sun is too hot,
accept it,
It is summer, drink water when thirsty,
one can at most keep himself cool,
Not the
entire world!

If it is raining heavy,
Either open your umbrella,
Or just move under roof,
One can't spread umbrella,
Over whole world!

If it is chilling cold of winter,
Falling snow make you sure,
Wear a coat or move near fireplace,
One can't burn whole towns or forest
to keep whole world warm!
learn limits of temporal soul,
bear it, accept it and live,
Happy with your own,
Hurricanes and storms,
Tempests or drought,
one has to transcend,
Transforming his own,
May whatever fight one has to fight,
Greatest is that fight,
fight against own,
Greatest fight ever fought!

May it to fight for living,
may it to change something,
Or may to accept things,
The fight is always on,
Fight of Self against non self,
fight of sense against nonsense,
If one wants to live fightless,
Live to learn to find sense in nonsense,
nonsense or sense that all is in you,
Chose to fight or to surrender,
One has to pay for what willfully done,
Need not pay for what is natural!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Personalized Garbage

What better day is it than today,
To trash and put out on the curb...
All disturbing nonsense.
Every single bit of it.
Without a need to start an argument.

Like a chore over time that has been ignored,
Sack all that crap stored...
To get rid of it.
And set it out to stay away permanently....
From your front door.

And if it should be passed as you leave,
To get some fresh air inhaled and exhaled to breathe...
Don't acknowledge you are familiar with it.
If you do recognize this as personalized garbage,
Again it will be yours to reluctantly admit.

What better day is it than today,
To trash and put out on the curb...
All disturbing nonsense.
Every single bit of it.
Without a need to start an argument.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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U Say, I Say

You say
I say
You say
I say
You say
I say
But now you're out there playin' games
I know that you will never change
You say that you love me
But you still be wylin' out
All of this yellin', all of this fussin'
Over just nothin', in my house
I pray to my Savior
And hope He will just help me out
'Cause all this confusion got me just bluesin'
I know what I should be doin' now, yeah, yeah
I can't lie, I (Don't wanna waste no more time)
I can't see why (You never try to do me right)
I can't lie, I (Don't wanna waste no more time)
I can't see why (You never try to do me right)
You say (That you love me)
I say (That I love you)
You say (We don't ever have to fight)
I say (I don't ever wanna cry)
You say (You will never play the field)
I say (I will always keep it real)
But now you're out there playin' games
I know that you will never change
I try to be patient
To see if you could figure out
With all of your lyin', all your denyin'
I cannot keep you around
You know that I love you
It's gonna hurt me to see you leave
I can't go through bein' misused
'Cause you know that that ain't me, yeah
I can't lie, I (Don't wanna waste no more time)
I can't see why (You never try to do me right)
I can't lie, I (Don't wanna waste no more time)
I can't see why (You never try to do me right)
You say (That you love me)
I say (That I love you)
You say (We don't ever have to fight)
I say (I don't ever wanna cry)
You say (You will never play the field)
I say (I will always keep it real)
But now you're out there playin' games
I know that you will never change
Cool with whatever 'cause it's been so long
All this nonsense you're doin' only made me strong
But if we stay together there's got to be some change
I don't even wanna hear another call your name
Cool with whatever 'cause it's been so long
All this nonsense you're doin' only made me strong
I don't think we'll be together 'cause you'll never change
Already stuck inside your ways, you'll always be the same
You say (You really love me)
I say (I really love you)
You say (We don't ever have to fight)
I say (I don't ever wanna cry)
You say (You will never play the field)
I say (That I will always keep it real)
But now you're out there playin' games
I know that you will never change
Uh-uh, yeah
Yo', Ashanti, INC
Murder Inc
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Chinky Deek
And of course Milwaukee

song performed by by Ashanti
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Slate Is Clean of Miseries

There is a joy in me I know is seen.
'Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

And if I do have any enemies...
May they live an afterlife,
In a realm that's more acceptible.

I've wiped my slate clean of those miseries.
None I wish to carry,
Or marry to be download.

I've sliced and diced all that away from me.
And I wont slit my wrists...
To bleed in dripping pity!

There is a happiness in me increased.
With a peace of mind I own,
Straight from sorrows I'd adopted.

I've had to learn to be away from disease.
To figure my life out.
And weed away all nonsense,
From my reach.

There is so much joy seen in me that's deep.
'Cause my jaws are not uptight,
Looking for a fight.
No!

And if I do have any enemies,
May they live an afterlife...
In a realm that's more acceptible.

And if I do have any enemies,
May they live an afterlife...
In a realm that's more acceptible.

And if I do have any enemies,
May they live an afterlife...
In a realm that's more acceptible.

And if I do have any enemies,
May they live an afterlife...
In a realm that's more acceptible.

I've wiped my slate clean of their miseries.
None I wish to carry,
Or marry to be download.
I've wiped my slate clean of their miseries.
None I wish to carry,
Or marry to be download.
I've wiped my slate clean of their miseries.
None I wish to carry,
Or marry to be download.

I've wiped my slate clean of their miseries.
And none of that will chip away my peace!

There is a joy in me I know is seen.
'Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

There is a joy in me I know is seen.
'Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

There is a joy in me I know is seen.
'Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!
My slate is clean of miseries.

'Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

My slate is clean of miseries.

Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

My slate is clean of miseries.

Cause I'm not uptight.
Looking for a fight,
No!

My slate is clean of miseries.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Right To Live The Life You Like

You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
Since nothing is a given.
Or proven to be owed.

You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
And doing that is always,
Worth more than a purety of gold.

Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.

You've got to fight for that life you like,
Most times,
Wrong or right...
With a pinch of some pain and tear stains to gain.

Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.

You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Desperate and Dreaming

Desperate!
And dreaming.
Of a life that would be the best,
With a lot less guessing kept.

Yes, I'm desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!

Aches and pains that cause me strain,
That come along to suck my blood.
Emotions that seem to remain the same,
That come along to suck my blood.
Relationships splitting over petty business,
That come along to suck my blood.
It's hard to move forward when a stagnant sits.
That comes along to suck my blood.

Yes, I am desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!

I'm ready to leave behind the tit for tat pits,
That come along to suck my blood.
And people who decide they wish an argument,
That come along to suck my blood.
While stirring up their needless conflicts meant.
That come along to suck my blood.
From me I want all of that pushed and shoved.
That comes along to suck my blood.
That comes along to suck my blood.

Oh yes, I'm desperate.
And I'm also dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!

Aches and pains that cause me strain,
That come along to suck my blood.
Emotions that seem to remain the same,
That come along to suck my blood.
Relationships splitting over petty business,
That come along to suck my blood.
It's hard to move forward when a stagnant sits.
That comes along to suck my blood.

Desperate!
And dreaming.
Of a life that would be the best,
With a lot less guessing kept.

Yes, I'm desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Monty Got A Raw Deal

Monty this seems strange to me.
The movies had that movie thing,
But nonsense has a welcome ring
And heroes dont come easy.
Now, nonsense isnt new to me.
I know my head, I know my feet,
But mischief knocked me in the knees.
Said, just let go. just let go.
I saw the ocean meet the man.
I saw you buried in the sand.
A friend was there to hold your hand,
Said, walk on by.
So, I went walking through the street.
I saw you strung up in a tree.
A woman knelt there said to me,
Said, hold your tongue, man. hold your tongue.
You dont owe me anything.
You dont want this sympathy. [waste your breath]
Dont you waste your breath. [waste your breath]
For the silver screen.
That nonsense doesnt mean a thing,
They tried to bust you in a sting,
But virtue isnt everything
So, dont waste time.
Now, heres a rhyme that you can steal.
Put this on your reel to reel.
Mischief threw a rotten deal.
Montys laying low, man.
He is laying low.
Just let go, yall.
Just let go.
You dont owe me anything.
You dont want this sympathy. [waste your breath]
Dont you waste your breath. [waste your breath]
Monty this seems strange to me.

song performed by by REM
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Utility Cars

Utility Cars

Ambulance’s light flashing,
and blue is the night.
Leaves behind an odour of
suffering and exhaust.

The fire engine cut holes in
the boredom of the day.
Leaves behind a memory of
yesteryear’s dreams.

Yellow light flashed in
the jaded afternoon.
A tow truck is an uplifting sight
for a frustrated driver.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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Freak On A Leach

Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)
Can't
they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
I cheat, but for me to lie
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free
So...fight! something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the...
Fight...some things they fight
Part of me...

song performed by by Korn
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They've Chosen To Be Winners

Picking up those pieces from a running done.
Now taking time when before they gave none.
Less they find offensive too.
With fresh sentiments meant,
They've improved.

Sticking to a purpose with a focused aimed
With minds more open.
And those attitudes changed.

A new day dawning has to them been sent.
To send defensive motives flushed,
With their fluxing minds now rinsed.

And...
They've chosen to be winners!
With those sentiments meant.
Winners.
With those sentiments meant.
Winners.
With those sentiments meant.
To leave behind their indifference.

They have chosen to be winners.
With those sentiments meant.
Winners.
With those sentiments meant.
They're winners.
With those sentiments meant.
To leave behind their indifference.

Picking up those pieces from a running done.
Now taking time when before they gave none.
Less they find offensive too.
With fresh sentiments meant they've improved.

And...
They've chosen to be winners!
With those sentiments meant.
Winners.
With those sentiments meant.
They're winners.
With those sentiments meant.
To leave behind their indifference.

They are winners.
With those sentiments meant.
Winners.
With those sentiments meant.
They're winners.
With those sentiments meant.
To leave behind their indifference.
To now say and to claim that they are...
Winners.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fight

Sometimes there's nothing to feel
Sometimes there's nothing to hold
Sometimes there's no time to run away
Sometimes you just feel so old
The times it hurts when you cry
The times it hurts just to breathe
And then it all seems like there's no-one left
And all you want is to sleep
Fight fight fight
Just push it away
Fight fight fight
Just push until it breaks
Fight fight fight
Don't cry at the pain
Fight fight fight
Or watch yourself burn again
Fight fight fight
Don't howl like a dog
Fight fight
Just fill up the sky
Fight fight fight
Fight til you drop
Fight fight fight
And never never
Never stop
Fight fight fight
Fight fight fight
So when the hurting starts
And when the nightmares begin
Remember you can fill up the sky
You don't have to give in
You don't have to give in
Never give in
Never give in
Never give in

song performed by by Cure
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What Suits Me May Not Suit You

The bubbles in my pink champagne
Add to my air of gaiety.
I have no reason to complain.
The bubbles in my pink champagne
Remind me that I must retain
My place in high society
The bubbles in my pink champagne
add to my air of gaiety.

I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale
as any Englishman would do
I do not doubt that’s true for you
Because I have no reason to
But I prefer good honest ale
I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale.

Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.
So I accord your due respect.
Each to their own I must accept
I have to say I don’t expect
To change established precedent.
Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.

(31 August 2011)

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Love and Boredom

I'm falling in love with you
Out of boredom

And dejection,
And out of being tired of myself.

I don't want to think anymore—
Take the thoughts away,

Though right now I'm only thinking about you
And thinking about how creepy it is

That I'm only thinking about you…
I wonder if I'm wasting my time,

But it's ok because time is a good thing to waste.
After all, we build our entire lives out of our obsessions,

Whether it's our jobs or our diet,
Or our sleep schedule or our family,

Or our hobbies or maybe our favorite movies,
Or, for me, right now,

It's probably you.
Or not.

I'm actually bored right now,
Just imagining what it would be like

To fall in love with ‘you, '
Even though ‘you' don't exist.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Observation Says It

Those who say,
They've stopped what they've done...
To spend more time with their families.
Need to be heard...
To begin the flowing of deception.
Many have a need to hear themselves,
Dancing through the bushes.

Give me eye contact on this one please!

How important was the family in the first place,
That one has had an option...
Whether to spend that time or not?

Time is made for...
Waste.
Procrastination.
Sleaze and drive by stops,
To silent cravings.
Shop.
And strolls through malls to wish.

When people are full of themselves,
Like this...
They make all kinds of excuses.
And the ones most creative,
Come from those knee deep in ego!
That's the way 'observation' says it goes.

After years of having other priorities,
No one is going to use guilt of doing what they want...
To satisfy anything the think they can,
For me!
Not after years of having other priorities.
Not here!
Not...
IF I am on their agenda.
And that had been established...
When times 'then' were fresh and exciting.

When people meet and say things sweet...
Doesn't it seem they've become stuck together,
With glue?
Until appetites change,
For a taste of something new.

Comeon...
None of this is rocket science!

Nonsense begets nonsense begets more of it!
And the evidence of that is all around.
Some carry it in their pockets.
That's how addicted they've become.
And for quite a few...
That nonsense is pressed up against their noses.
Or sitting in a prison cell.
A parent visiting a 'lost child'.

'Your honor...
I could have spent more time with my children,
BUT...
I was too busy creating acceptable excuses.
And hey...
What can I say?
I sold them.
And they were bought! '

If that excitement has gone...
Do not use alibis and excuses,
To try to recapture 'those moments'.

People who say they do 'this' and 'that',
For their families...
With a doing that is not there for them,
As real as the feeling of pain has been?
Gets no smothering of attention...
For an instant replay of 'could ofs' and 'what ifs'.
They shouldn't.
With expectations?

That's just how it is with me.
And why I choose to live alone.

If there is no time for me...
When no time comes to stay for anyone?
There is no need trying to find it!
It's gone!
That's it.
Time doesn't sit listening to time tick...
Or tock from a clock!
It just does not!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An End to Divisiveness

An end to divisiveness...
And politics based on fear,
Is closing in.
This idealogy embraced for generations...
Has an opporitunity,
To finally disappear.

Those raised on us,
Versus 'they' and 'them' strategies...
To conquer and win.
Are witnessing those lapses of gaps,
Being bridged to seal...
A humanity fed on conflict.
A humanity fed on superiority motives...
Based on one's color of skin,
Coming to an end.

People sliced into diced pieces,
Now can fight to chase fears.
Sending that and other nonsense conflicts...
On a flight to forever vanish.
Sending it away to disappear.
If minds are allowed to awaken...
To remove the clouds from eyes,
To have their visions cleared.

Inspite those who will for purposes continue...
A desperate need,
To keep things falling apart.
To feed the delicious taste...
Of an evilness they've been fed to breed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fight The Feeling

Ive looked down the saddest city lane
Ive looked at the people with faces of pain
I cant forget it
I cant forget it
I looked int your eyes
You think it just a game
Them faces keep on looking
But its all in vain
I cant forget it
I cant forget it
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end
You keep telling me my mind is too cruel
But I cant help it if I live by these rules
Youll never change them
Youll never change them
You took me for a fool
And read my thoughts
You never realised that I couldnt be bought
I cant forget it
You will regret it
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end
You can only push me so far
Before I cant take no more
Ive made the vow
Youve lost me now
Dont push me so far
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end

song performed by by Texas
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Fight The Feeling

Ive looked down the saddest city lane
Ive looked at the people with faces of pain
I cant forget it
I cant forget it
I looked int your eyes
You think it just a game
Them faces keep on looking
But its all in vain
I cant forget it
I cant forget it
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end
You keep telling me my mind is too cruel
But I cant help it if I live by these rules
Youll never change them
Youll never change them
You took me for a fool
And read my thoughts
You never realised that I couldnt be bought
I cant forget it
You will regret it
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end
You can only push me so far
Before I cant take no more
Ive made the vow
Youve lost me now
Dont push me so far
Fight the feeling
Show me your strength
Fight the feeling
Youve got to fight to the end

song performed by by Texas
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