Something Wished That Could Be Felt
There is nothing like being shown,
Something wished that could be felt...
From another with an equally shared desire.
But it isn't.
For whatever the reasons someone chooses to ignore,
What for them has yet to be explored.
And the hardest thing that heartbreak brings,
Is moving on!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Existing As Is and Not Wished
I pray everyday to understand the unknown.
To grasp onto sensibilities.
Shown.
Hoping to uncover a hint of relevance.
With a belief something done,
Is making sense to someone...
Somewhere.
In this mental collective,
Referred to as 'consciousness'.
Or an interpretation of it.
Finding an acceptance.
If not present in my own environment,
To exist as is.
Beyond values given,
To preposterous myths.
With an awakening of a consciousness...
Experienced!
And not wished as a possibility.
Many choose to ignore.
But available to those curious.
And motivated with ambition.
Discovered as relevant.
To be explored.
And not chased away by superstitions,
Employed.
To limit a life one decides,
And has a right to live enjoyed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chopping Block
Don't tell me about your nonsense...
I'll tell you like it is!
While you were there,
Letting things crumble...
Many of us were attempting to prevent this,
Not with rhetoric!
Singing the blues with tears!
But with heartbreak...
In the streets.
Doing what we did.
We weren't sitting on our butts,
Fantasizing and smoking stuff!
We were talking about being proud!
And saything that out loud!
As you decided to ignore those efforts...
But now,
Time has spread your ignorance
Over you like a cloud!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done!
If you had gotten off your sorry butt then...
None of this heartbreak,
Would have had a need to come!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done.
And still you sit on the sidelines...
Complaining about those efforts,
Made by everyone!
When was the last time...
You put 'your' head on that chopping block line?
At the sacrifice of criticsm,
And running away to avoid that from 'anyone'!
Don't say a thing to me about what you've done.
That has been quite apparent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art Of Heartbreak
Music: j. allen
Lyrics: hall/s. allen/j. allen
Try to ignore the twisted side
We kiss and we hiss at the same time
Dont you know some things just dont blow away
Youve been this way before, but the cuts just seem to hurt me more
Could be a reason for the difference...
Youve been practicing
The art of heartbreak
Practing
The art of heartbreak
Anticipating what shes aching for
Im being edgy leave her wanting more
Anyone might think wed rather be alone
Yeah, shes been cut before by sharp things Ive been saying so long
I cant believe the way she takes it
Ive been practicing
The art of heartbreak
Practicing
The art of heartbreak
Why do we make it hard, been hitting back and forth for so long
What are we aiming at, theres no score in love
I bet a million bucks she knows but wont let up on me, so
Ive just decided to stop
Practicing the art of heartbreak
Practicing
The art of heartbreak
Weve been practicing
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Moving Oleta
Moving Oleta was the hardest thing he'd done
The nurses saw an old woman cryin'
But he saw the love of his life
She don't know where she is
But she knows this isn't home
Love is a hard, hard road
He met her in the summer of thirty-seven
In a brush arbor down on the Rush Creek shore
He loved her black hair and the mischief in her smile
But she won him with her eyes
All the years and children gone
He still sees her the same
Love is a hard, hard road
He woke up and mornin' and drove into town
He stayed all day til her dinner came
Then he took her to her room
Leaned on her wheelchair like a walker
And covered her with a quilt that she'd made
Only God and a couple of nurses
Helped the old man shoulder the load
Love is a hard, hard road
He said "They tell me this is all that's left,
Say this hell on earth is best,
I list all those reasons and I still don't understand"
He cursed his body old and weak
Tears of failure burned his cheeks
He said "Oh, don't you know I prayed to die before this day"
Love is a hard, hard road
There's a shadow much darker than the shadow of death
When you fear the reaper might not come today
They line 'em up in Laz-E-Boys out in the sunroom
The TV keeps the quiet away
She can't recall his name
And she's the only love he's known
Love is a hard, hard road
Love is a hard, hard road
Moving Oleta was the hardest thing he'd done
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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The Gift Of Ennui
laugh at me
i want to hear the hardest laugh
from you
at the last hour
i want to see that wry smile
of the monotony
everyday i come to you
for worship
bowing before your
seductions
and everyday i pray before God
and ask forgiveness
for my failures
i pray that He may grant me
the gift of ennui
that at the end you may become
one tedious thing
so i may not come back again
and ask for your graces & mercies
laugh at me
i will say i love you
i will say i adore you
and that i cannot live without you
laugh the hardest
& i will keep on hearing your music
to my ears
i am waiting for the moment
of boredom
so i can finally be free from this desire
this love
that i know is never meant for its fulfillment
the reasons are not on our side
the world and the heavens
do not give its blessing
Oh God! when shall its end be!
Oh Monotony! where the hell are you?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Wish
I wished I had called to see if you were OK
But I was so caught up in my life
To even worry about your.
I wished I had been there for you
But I was to busy drinking
To even worry about you.
I wished I had cared more
But all I wanted was to escape
Even from you
I wished I had taken you seriously
But you tend to lie a lot
And I couldn't take you seriously
I wished I had told you I felt the same way
But I didn't want anyone to know I was in pain
Not even you
I wished you didn't feel like it was something you had to do
I wished you would of never pulled that trigger that night
I wished you could come back
I wished I told you that I loved you
But all theses excuses I make and wishes
Won't change the fact that your gone.
I Want to Know
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
I can not sit...
Just to imagine what exists.
Or to hear from others...
From their point of view.
As they experience what it is,
I too wish to do!
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
And my mind will not leave me alone...
Until my curiosity satisfies that quest in me.
There is too much I can not ignore.
Too much beyond my open door,
I explore to have those unknowns shown.
I want to know...
More of this life God has gifted.
I want to know...
And not inflict upon myself limits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the Letting Go
In the letting go,
A freedom unknown
Becomes as welcomed
As fresh falling snow...
On Pine trees green.
In the letting go,
A release becomes sacred
To experience,
As an unpolluted breeze...
To breathe a feeding done easily.
In the letting go,
One knows a life has arrived to be explored.
In the letting go...
An unexpected flow,
Connects.
To all.
And all that is there to be shared,
Comes.
To the one letting go to let life be as it is,
To live as wished!
Without restricted limits inflicted.
In the letting go,
So much that isn't within reach...
Instantly becomes available to touch.
In the letting go,
There is such a thing called living.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Drum Suite
The hummingbird
brings nectar
to the wilting
flower
moving on The stranger brings
dew to the lotus flower
moving on Hunted day and night
sings a dirge
moving on Intermittent drums
are warning signs
moving on Pathways marked
by the stranger
moving on
poem by William H. Alford
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The-Bad-Taste-It-Makes
When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.
When it comes,
It's hard to breathe free.
Eventually it's shown on one's sleeve.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Or escape,
The wounds inflicted hard to shake.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
Or erase,
The bad taste it makes.
When it comes,
It's hard to breathe free.
Eventually it's shown on one's sleeve.
Heartbreak!
So hard it is to go away.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Or escape,
The bad taste it makes.
When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
Or eliminate,
The-bad-taste-it-makes.
When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
Or eliminate,
The-bad-taste-it-makes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Goodbye
Sometimes...
What may be the best thing for you to do
Sometimes it the hardest thing for you to do
And thats real
Cause I know that I love you
I know how I feel about you
But I also know that don't make everything alright
And for that reason
I gotta say goodbye
Tell me have you ever been in a
Situation where the best thing you could do
Is the hardest thing you've ever done
But you try to do whats right
And I know that deep down inside
That I really wanna be there by your side
But I can't stand to see you cry
Not when its because of me
And its over
song performed by by Jagged Edge from Jagged Little Thrill
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Saturated In a Marination
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance for what it is,
Is a most difficult thing...
For one to overcome!
Not everyone can resist this pull.
Not all are prone,
To sit alone in isolation.
To satisfy a thinking sensation!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
And that's what it takes,
To break from the commonness of it!
Ignorance can be comforting.
Especially when so many,
Have been bred and born to feed on it.
Saturated in a marination...
Seeped with ingredients,
That produce clowns to fool around.
Displaying condoned qualities of misfits.
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Is it an illness...
Ever to be cured?
And chased away from its endurance?
Ever to be blocked and knock out...
Never to regain a need for it to remain unchanged?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance can not be that deep of an affliction!
Why is it so craved?
Why is it chosen...
To wallow in and stay?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Wanting to comprehend and understand...
May today be the most dangerous weapon.
For inquisitive children.
Or thoughtful women.
Or the deeds of a concerned,
And caring man!
Even when this is done,
It is best not to be seen.
By anyone!
On any surfaced scene.
Where they will be demeaned.
Avoiding suspicion,
Should be the condition...
Of one who chooses to connect with thought.
Selecting that as an escape.
An undercover mission!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: There Are Reasons for All Things
There must be reasons for the shaking leaves;
There must be reasons for the swaying trees;
There must be reasons for the drying sheaves;
There must be reasons causing any breeze.
There must be reasons for the waves at sea;
There must be reasons for ripples in pond;
There must be reasons for the sea briny;
There must be reasons for a mutual bond.
There must be reasons for the changing climes;
There must be reasons for both drought and rain;
There must be reasons for good and bad times;
There must be reasons for a boon or bane.
There must be reasons for all things on earth;
But not much reasons why men sin since birth!
poem by John Celes
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“The Sea Had Shown Me Mercy”
“The sea had shown me mercy”-
I confessed to the prosy desert island beach.
Beneath my proud feet a sea star felt like a leech
My pyretic body and tanned skin felt more marooned!
And my pushy prosaic imagination had been swooned.
“The sea had shown me mercy”-
to the provocative palm trees I repeatedly said.
My prurient love fancied my lover with a mermaid.
The sea had shown me mercy.
My fake puritanical heart hid into the puny sand dune caves.
My putrid mind hated the laughing children of the waves.
The sea had shown me mercy.
The sea had shown me mercy
before the sun burnt my fatal desire to feel
that the precious glimmering ocean waters were real.
Written on the 13th August,2011
©Munia Khan 2011
poem by Munia Khan
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Final Good-Byes
as we say our final good-byes
I won't be fully there
I'll be thinking of time we shared
and what it'll be like without you
you're moving
it'll be sad to see
but it's nothing new
for it's plain to see
I liked you
you'd never tell
or see for that matter
how I truy feel
I thought there was something
special we shared
a bond a connection
that wouldn't rip us apart
but these are our final days
until we're far apart
I will treasure them always
you'll be in my heart
you reached me
for the first time I say
I'd trust you with my life
even on my last day
I'll think about you
and wonder 'What if...'
what if you never left
what if we could be
some think it's foolishness
but I'll never tell
how you made me feel
and how you made me melt
when I hear your voice
I always turn back to see
you smiling at me
and calling me near
some say you're normal
I say their wrong
you're something special
because you made me strong
I know we're just friends
but there's more there
I never saw it coming
but it's something I must bare
so good-bye
but not forever
time will tell
what was truly there
I will miss you
more than you know
it's the hardest thing to do
saying good-bye to you
these moments are going
as I wave you good-bye
it could be the last I see you
I'll miss you no lie.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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More Of A Peace That Is Wished
Why is it,
There are those who can not accept...
Someone announcing a desire,
To live peacefully in a quietness...
Is actually someone who seeks attention?
And those who ignore them,
Believe what they do is noticed?
With a providing,
Of even more of a peace that is wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traces of my touch
I've pushed the borders
I left the stations
The trains are equally sad
The passengers equally busy
I've crossed the moonlight
I've swum the seas
The drops are equally wet
The depths are equally low
I've touched the treetops
I've opened the nests
The boughs are equally fragile
The root is equally deep
Nothing has changed
But the traces of my touch
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Know It
When you are able to forgive,
Yourself and others...
For whatever it is,
That it has taken you time not to.
'That' is the best gift you can give yourself.
Realize it and live.
The hardest thing to do,
Is to forgive and let go!
Some believe that burdens carried,
Is one's responsibility.
But no load carried unforgiven,
Is worth the weight beared.
If anyone says it is...
Their face hasn't felt a smile on it in years!
Observe...
And this is not what you desire.
This is something you do not deserve.
Know it!
That is all that has to be done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hard Luck
(words & music by weisman - wayne)
Oh Im really feeling mighty low
No, no, no, I got no place that I can go
So Ive got some blues to sing
And oh, so much remembering, woe......
Black cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck youll find
I aint lyin, Ive got the bluest kinda blues
Drivin me right outta my mind
Shes gone, said toodle-loo
Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too
Ive got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck youve seen
I mean, the way Im runnin lately
My lucky number is thirteen
Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong, all wrong
Wrong as can be
Whos stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me
Im on her knee da-da-da-da
Shove off, oh Im warning you
This thing I caught, you know could be catchin too
Ive got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be
Yes siree, I guess hard luck always chooses
Natural born losers like me
Oh ahhh!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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With my academic achievement in high school I was accepted rather readily at Princeton and equally as fast at Yale, but my test scores were not comparable to that of my classmates. And that's been shown by statistics, there are reasons for that - there are cultural biases built into testing, and that was one of the motivations for the concept of affirmative action to try to balance out those effects.
quote by Sonia Sotomayor
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