Something That Is Offered and Exchanged
The best possible way to remain 'involved...
To have a clear and open dialogue wished,
With those one initially meets.
Is not to introduce those experiences,
One has lived through to accomplish.
Throughout one's life,
That has come to benefit.
An increased understanding.
If done too early in a conversation.
Those who came prepared,
To share and express themselves freely.
Will then begin to embellish their activities.
With uplifted chins and arrogant faces.
This can be observed in 'most' social places.
To appear not to know many things,
And.
Sometimes nothing at all,
Is the best avenue one should take.
To at least learn 'something',
That is offered and exchanged.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Need to Flatter Yourself
Please...
No need to flatter yourself.
By declaring your lack of facts...
About a life I've had to live.
None of it had been based on gossip.
Nor was any part of your life,
Offered to me in trade to give.
And yet you embellish,
My experiences with relish!
But not one tear of mine that was shed...
Came from your heart!
Or your empty head!
But I must admit the attention you have given...
Has increased an interest I could not pay for.
If I could afford that service,
From a public relations firm instead!
So...
By all means,
Continue your activities!
At least I don't have to worry about publicity.
Or issue you any consultant fees,
For something you do for me absolutely free!
But I do suggest...
You should get your rest.
I will be making plans,
To boost and extend my campaign!
And I do not wish your lips to be numbed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faces
Key:-a - anita r - ray
A: look around you
What do those faces tell you?
R: faces, joy and pain
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: people, people all over town
Some of them are poor and others wear a crown
Ive seen alot of many faces
Joy and pain in different places
Open your mind, set yourself free
Figure it out, what could it be?
Sympathise, understand
Give love and peace to the other fellow man
A: faces
R: faces, joy and pain
A: look around you
Do you see those faces
What do those faces tell you
A: everywhere I go, different faces I see
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: playing with your life, playing with your soul
You all scream out Im the one in control
Killing of the colours, silly stupid games
You know who you are without no names
Dont mess the world cause that the sequal
Open your mind cause we talking about the people
In the world, all kind of places
Different races, different faces
A: different faces
Everywhere
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Challenges That Still Exist
I evaluate the situation this way...
I do not have to defend my insights.
Especially if I am the one living my life,
As it has been lived.
And none of my experiences were given.
They have been earned.
With challenges that still exist!
And breathe freely I do...
Without being defensive about it!
Nor do I become offended by ignorance.
We all have our missions to accomplish.
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The Ultimate Example
Those who have never told the truth about anything,
Are always heard commenting on someone else,
Not being who they are.
Pull up a chair and listen to this!
The passing of unconscious judgement.
While they embellish themselves and activities,
In the midst of an attentive audience.
They begin...
Recreating their perceptions,
Of how one should be...
When one has both feet grounded on Earth.
With an unnecessary mocking of someone done.
And of course,
Their protrayal is the ultimate example...
Of how one's life is correctly lived!
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Observed With Comprehension
With failure wished upon others,
Comes failure granted for all.
To support the success for one,
All doing it will witness the benefits.
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
But those proceeding with their own needs wished,
Forget one tree has many branches...
And if many leaves begin to fall from it,
Those believing they will not be affected...
Will find they too have no tree to cling to.
As the tree will remind what is left behind,
Is that which nourishes all to benefit.
And this is not assumed,
By those who have already...
Observed with comprehension,
Both sides of this as it exists!
One slice of pie,
Can not be tasted...
If the oneness of it is not baked.
And many will never come to see,
How the greeding to feed only their needs connect...
To affect and flourish their own nourishment expected.
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Ominous Places
Ominous places,
With faces hard to leave...
Can,
Introduce a certain weakness...
Temptating to be pleased.
And...
Those ominous places,
Will provide one a company.
That...
Later one will regret,
As a fix that's wished and needed.
Ominous places,
With faces hard to leave...
Can,
Introduce a certain weakness...
Temptating to be pleased.
And...
Those ominous places,
Will provide one a company.
That...
Later one will regret,
As a fix that's wished and needed.
But...
Once condoned,
Can never be left alone.
Those ominous places,
Will provide one a company.
That...
Later one will regret,
As a fix that's wished and needed.
But...
Once condoned,
Can never be left alone.
But...
Once condoned,
Can never be left alone.
But...
Once condoned,
Can never be left alone.
To be...
Left alone!
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It Takes the 'Taint' Out of Tantillizing
What makes a nonstory worthy of news?
When those involved admit it.
Without benefit of apology.
At least one that does not please.
And a scandal wished,
Diminishes with bite.
Leaving a desire to rip one to shreds,
Completely pointless.
Especially if one anticipates it.
And this removes the excitement!
'Come on, David.
Let us be the ones to embarrass you.
What fun is in it if you seem to enjoy,
All of this unnessarry nonsense...
With a provocativeness that really isn't news.
About who you had sex with and their consentment?
It takes the 'taint' out of tantillizing!
Why did 'you' announce your degradations...
To leave us appearing as fools?
Comeon, David.
We had hopes to embarrass you! '
~And Ladies and Gentlemen...
I must confess this:
The one reporting my trangressions,
Had not been invited.
And as democracy would have it,
A vote was taken.
I assure you my sexual activities,
Had the best of intentions to benefit all.
That one 'man' was disgruntled,
Leaves me rather pleased.
No one else found my activities,
That envious enough to heat up such 'meatless' controversy.~
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If It Had Not Been For You
If it had not been for you...
I would not know joy like this.
Or know such happiness I have,
Could like this exist.
If it had not been for you.
So true this is!
As I think of those times,
Share between me and you.
With those memories I miss...
Never to ever could I just dismiss.
And if it had not been for you,
The weight of the world I'd still be holding.
I would get upset by the pettiness,
Of my own minor setbacks.
Brewing from a thoughtlessness.
I would later regret.
You taught me how to let 'go'...
Let live! And just 'let'.
If it had not been for you...
None of this would I be able to live through.
And if it had not been for you,
I could not walk forward...
Knowing I had attempted something tried,
I would hide and deny inside had failed!
You showed me I could and would prevail.
Even without you near as I wish...
I know if it had not been for you,
My life as it is lived now...
Would not be as rewarding as it is.
With a happiness that keeps me uplifted!
If it had not been for you,
To teach me to accept and enjoy...
All of my experiences.
And I do!
Knowing I couldn't.
If it had not been for you!
To show me whatever I wished...
It was up to me to pursue!
And I do!
And I do!
And I owe this feeling I have...to you!
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Antipoem 03
when you do not understand
that is the time you say you like it
when you tried to understand and still could not understand what you try to really understand
that is the time you say there is a mystery and we have to be prepared to
worship it, for something mysterious could be angels, could be God
understanding is understanding like a mother
she comes to you to reveal things
though slowly and you must be patient like a child
understanding is loving like a father and you must be like a son waiting for
the final advice
but you love more the things that you do not understand
things that mesmerize you and give you the sense of awe
which of course, is followed by the word, say it,
wonder. Wisdom does not begin here. Wisdom begins the moment
you begin to quit smoking.
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Fixed Wishes
Fixed wishes from us begin to drift,
As they currently relate to a life lived...
That is.
In the present to be passed.
Remembered,
As we travel on...
To welcome new experiences.
Fixed wishes to keep in place,
Youthful faces that times ages.
And appearances to remain untouched.
As if seasons come to go,
But do not released from us...
Noticeable physical changes.
Producing within us a sadness that remains.
And we sit with fixed wishes,
Unaccepting that which this is...
A life,
We all have come to live...
Is not in a forever hereafter kept.
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Adjusting Their Perceptions
Adjusting their perceptions,
Has to be difficult to do...
For those limited in life experiences.
Especially if they are accustomed,
To prejudging where people live...
What they look like and wear.
And always there are the few,
With pretentions intact and prepared to impress.
Believing themselves better than the ones with less.
Or appear not to be successful.
And often are taught lessons to learn...
By those who express what they've already accomplished.
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From Its Perspective
Give 'yourself' the opportunity,
To see things as they are.
Investigate.
At least become more observant.
And you may be quite surprised,
You might have spent most of your life lived,
Totally based upon assumptions.
And that which 'is' has been ignored,
By your lack of participation confessed.
And from 'its' perspective...
You don't exist either.
Leaving no benefit of this to be exchanged.
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This constitution recognises the need for social dialogue involving labour and management; it involves trade unions in the decision-making process; it has a social vision founded on social dialogue.
quote by Jean-Pierre Raffarin
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Understanding
It seems like only yesterday
I didn't have a clue
I stood alone not knowin where to turn
Now suddenly I look around
And everything looks new
I don't know why, but I think I'm startin' to learn
They call it understanding
A willingness to grow
I'm finally understanding
There's so much I can know
Until the day you came along
I used to just get lost
I only heard the things I wanted to hear
It always seemed like no one cared
But then you took the time
And now I look and everything seems clear
You've got me understanding
You've really helped me see
I'm finally understanding
It's meant so much to me
You've got me understanding
You're really on my side
You've got me understanding
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If Not Faced To Rid
Kept to us most precious,
With claims that remain dear and treasured...
But ironically freed,
From those experiences we had agonized...
With tears to cry and the asking of God,
'Why me? '
And eventually with patience,
Those clouds we question begin to disappear.
With a clearing before us of brighter skies.
And yet doesn't it seem...
If it had not been for experiences,
No one wished to dream...
Few would deny if not faced to rid...
Those precious memories we now keep dear,
Could not be for us kept treasured to realize...
If we had not dried our eyes to decide,
Life and the living of it has its ups and downs.
Although many are found walking around with frowns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixed As If Cemented
Those who remain with wishes,
To see things as they would choose to view them.
And not how things are.
Since things are the way they have been...
Unchanged and unbending.
Fixed as if cemented.
There is nothing to say,
To those like that.
Those who disbelieve,
Things are not as they are seen.
But 'should' be the way they would 'like'?
That is alright.
Do not frustrate in argument with them.
Your time...
Not theirs,
Is to mellow like fine wine.
Know this!
Others who have had these 'things'...
Just as they are and wish to leave them that way.
Defend their points of view.
Despite what it is you do.
Whether you condone what is done or not.
And it is difficult to get that across to some people.
But not for the few!
Who have chosen their own lives to live.
And have chosen to do the best they can...
To assist,
With any apparent awakening...
Some stand by and expect.
However,
If things as they are as observed are accepted...
By those affected.
And they wish things to be just the way they are?
'Left-a-lone! '
It is better to leave what is seen that way.
ALONE!
Turn away from it and live one's own life.
Frustration free and nurturing one's peace of mind!
Unless?
There is always an 'unless' involved.
Unless...
One has desires to remain in darkness!
And argue about the prospects,
Of a light that could shine...
Between two ears already known closed.
Optimistic people love the concept of options!
Although,
Some narrow minds will never open that wide!
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Regardless Of How High A Horse
I have lived long enough to learn,
A repeated ride on a merry-go-round...
On fixed and painted horses that go up and down,
Has nothing to do with a scenery unchanged.
No matter how I insist with an addiction,
To grab hold of a brass ring that teases.
As if the prize for accomplishing this monotonous ride,
Will have an effect on the environment I left.
Showing to reveal my sense of pride.
To then return with excitement and have this reflect,
On others unimpressed...
By an accomplishment I have achievement to receive.
And prepared to share with 'whomever' is there.
I have lived long enough to learn,
That my experiences that I have earned...
Is not going to make a difference to those indifferent.
Regardless of how high a horse I had sat on!
Whether it went up or down OR jumped through hoops,
To qualify me a winner.
Or the number of times I tried to succeed.
And did.
Because I believed I could.
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Today I Had to Forgive Myself (My Life Is Meant to be Lived)
I saw something I had never seen before,
Once I looked beyond my own sorrows.
I lifted my head and saw an open door.
A light was shining through,
To show me tomorrow.
With promises I once wished,
But had not pursued.
I lived with a stagnation...
That came and overstayed,
A temporary reservation...
I made when feeling down,
And knocked out!
Drugged on self debasement.
Feeling nothing could replace...
This empty space within me.
And I knew then...
If I was to walk through that door,
Today I had to forgive myself...
And not let my burdens feel too welcomed.
As I had done countless times before.
Tossing my pain and self doubt about!
They could stay for as long as they wanted!
And entertain grief that came to visit.
But I had no intentions to remain with them,
Sustaining their attention or their comfort.
I kept deep within to repeat again and again.
A hollow search I felt had no end.
My life is meant to be lived.
Not to sit and forget to refresh my perceptions.
My life is meant to be lived.
And when I made up my mind,
I knew I would find...
A release of darkness that would diminish.
Once I allowed my guilt to deplenish,
I prepared to say goodbye to despair!
Knowing to leave that behind me to become fully aware...
My life is meant to be lived.
My life is meant to be lived.
My life...
Is meant to be lived.
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A Manipulative Production
Depending on things,
With a limited purpose
To please and feed a mind teased.
And eventually exchanged,
To open the way to obtain more things.
This
Is not a life lived.
But a manipulative production,
That keeps the greedy fed.
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On a Roll On That Road
Seriously!
What is the need?
Let's get to the point,
And stop beating around the bush.
I am not a dentist.
You needn't fear I seek to pull your teeth.
Nor do I excite when I peel a banana.
If it is going to be made difficult,
For me to get...
Keep it.
I don't want it around.
Not me.
If I am going to be in it for the long haul...
That route better be as clear as possible.
I'll prepare for an infrequent storm.
But I am not going to head towards one...
With a wish to live it without an exit.
I've had my share of emergency road stops!
And unexpected flats.
I'm on a roll on that road I'd like to keep.
With my eyes wide open to familiar activities...
Of all kinds!
Including the ones you would like to introduce.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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