Something You Don't Have to Read
You will never comprehend or feel
Depths of emotion experienced...
If that is not your wish.
To exploit yourself like this!
In the selection of each word...
Chosen for this poem,
You can decide to rest your curiousity.
This is being composed to take a different turn,
Upon a new road of a personal concern.
An expectation is not encouraged!
For you to decide if I should be bland,
Or flourish thoughts to crop upon a topic!
And whether or not it should be profound or grand.
But it is hoped,
You do not live a life promoting abstinence
From deep feelings felt.
Or deny yourself an appetite,
To explore sincerety without premeditation!
Hesitating initiates guilt that can overwhelm,
Those out of practice!
Or those relaxed and dressed in kilts!
'I'm looking for rhyme...
Not reason!
And I may not be doing neither!
Since it has been a while,
I have been under anesthesia! '
This is not weakness to muffle,
Seeping from a heart that feels.
Nor does it diminish a strength...
One has to boast about with zeal!
If what is felt is real,
Let it flow!
Whether rehearsed or not,
Let it go!
Others do not have to know!
And 'this' composition when completed...
Is something you don't have to read...
To seek confirmation or validate,
That which exists and feeds your need!
Although I hope it pleases,
Those who enjoy these brief mental teases!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elysium
No one has said what the truth should be,
And no one decided that Id feel this way,
If you felt as i,
Would you betray yourself.
But you cant deny how I feel,
And you cant decide for me.
No one should fear what they cannot see,
And no ones to blame its just hypocrisy,
Its written in your eyes,
And how I despise myself.
But you cant deny how I feel,
And you cant decide for me.
And its your heart,
Thats so wrong,
Mistaken,
Youll never know,
Your feathered sacred self.
But you cant deny how I feel,
And you cant decide for me.
And you cant deny how I feel,
And why should you decide for me.
song performed by by Portishead
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You Say
Its a cold world, its a cruel world
When you havent got no one to love
And all that poison builds up in your heart
Like a cancer killing a dove
You gotta stop that life [turning/turn it] upside down
You gotta find someone to take care of
I say, youre special
No ones ever felt this way
Life is so lonely
When you wont decide to stay
Here comes the [cruel/thrill] man [that/but dont] turn around
Like a spoke turning on the wheel
And it comes and it goes and nobody knows
If its fake or if its for real
When you find someone with a light in their eyes
And your heart you know they will steal
You say, Im special
No ones ever felt this way
Life is so lonely
When you wont decide to stay
And when it comes to the end of day
And you lie sleeping here next to me
I look to you, and [some would say/softly say]:
Am I dreaming or are you really there?
I cant eat, I cant sleep
The face [around a fall/a rounded foe]
You say, Im special
No ones ever felt this way
Life is so lonely
When you wont decide to stay
You say, youre special
No ones ever felt this way
Life is so lonely
When you wont decide to stay
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Hope Your Happy With Your Life
I hope your happy with your life
I hope your happy with all you do
I hope you see what you have done
I hope you see that this is all wrong
I hope you realize that your not perfect
I hope you see that money's not worth it
I hope you realize that family comes first
I hope you see that my smile was rehearsed
I hope you see that your tearing me apart
I hope you someday grow a heart
I hope someday you will open your heart again
I hope someday its true what tell me
I hope you see, how much your so called love hurts me
I hope you realize, that i really do love you
I hope someday your 'love' will be real
I hope someday you will feel what i feel
I hope you realize that your cut in my heart may not heal
I hope someday you realize that i never stopped loving you
I hope that before its my time your here
I hope you know that right now none of your cuts to me heal
I hoped you would be in my arms now here you are
I hoped you & me would see each other again an here we are
but all my hopes from before are gone cause you tore them away again
just like the love you say you have now now why aint it here to stay
I hope that I see you one last time
I hope I get to tell you this: one last time
I wish I never felt love at times cause you stab me to deep
because of you....I wish I didnt exist at times....'
poem by Ralph Acosta
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If It Is Peace
With imagination...
Free we are to deliver,
Our best creations.
Only we restrict them to limits!
Sometimes selfishly we decide,
To explore or hide.
Within those limits.
And satisfied we are,
When they've been reached.
Snuggle some do...
In moods of fictionalized attitudes.
Set and draped upon landscapes,
Author made.
To invite escapes.
For the mind traveling to other times.
To visit while watching a movie.
And hypnotized to feel...
Live and breathe,
The experience.
Believed with feelings felt to be real.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
Rendered portraits on canvas hooked,
To walls.
Will stop and stall one in motion.
With eyeballs that seem to follow.
If the artist wishes this.
From a devotion set in motion.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
With imagination...
Free we are to deliver,
Our best creations.
Only we restrict them to limits!
Sometimes selfishly we decide,
To explore or hide.
Within those limits.
And satisfied we are,
When they've been reached.
Architects.
Dancers with bodies flexed.
Poets sometimes rhyme,
Or ramble on with prose...
Depict from the heart,
What sensations lay bared...
To pen and share right from the start.
'Please...
Leave me to drift,
Upon the smooth watered rocks.
In a cascading not to stop...
The fresh bleeding of my emotions.'
So much of us can be exposed,
To silence our indifferences.
If we chose to compose our thoughts.
To bring to life 'that' which is sought.
And,
If it is peace?
Why must it be fought?
Before it becomes realized...
In our presence and prioritized to keep.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
And yet...
Perhaps peace is too abstract to define,
To permit it a basic comfort.
For those who have nourished to feed,
On complexities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness We Can Not Hide
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should we deny,
A happiness we can not hide.
For the sake of what others think.
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should we deny,
Those feelings we know...
Reside inside.
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should our happiness,
Be someone else's business?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I, Assassin
We are assassins
We are not evil
We act with reason and heart
Your heart
We are not vicious
Is that surprising?
Were so much larger than life
I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am
I just arrived
Something to fix
This new depression
We are not hunters
We are just patient
Well wait a lifetime for you
Just you
Ive never felt good
Ive never felt bad
Ive never felt much at all
I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am
Theres nothing personal
Just read the papers
Thats real
song performed by by Gary Numan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In Pursuit Of a Developed Happiness
If you were a gift given to me,
Pefect.
The unwrapping of it would not satisfy.
The curiousity would diminish.
And quick I would dismiss it.
Opposites attract!
And I believe this.
If everything I thought or felt,
You knew in advance.
What would be left to enhance?
What chances would we then take...
To enjoy a romance undertaken?
I love the discovery of the unknown.
The mystery of living...
Each step reveals,
Yet to be shown.
To appreciate,
What we together come to make.
Is better than to already know...
We have no need to grow!
Or explore the excitement...
To come to gratify our expectations.
They would be already known.
And that is not the life...
I would choose to live!
Would you?
If there was no giving or taking,
Either of us would have to do.
Or agreed upon after we've argued...
In pursuit of a developed happiness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Freeing Felt Done From Breezes
In the freeing felt done from breezes,
I walk with a feeling to please an appetite
To enjoy the air I breathe.
And aiding with deep breaths I take,
Is a welcomed spice of life.
I am glad I am no longer uptight,
About those assessments made
For my life I decide.
And glad I am to fly that kite.
With a riding on a bike,
All day and night
If I like.
In the freeing felt done from those breezes,
I am walking.
Carefree and talking
To the birds, bees and trees,
Welcoming me,
With a feeling that releases
A ceasing to anything,
That had come to disturb my peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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FEEL AGAIN - Song Lyrics
Passing by my eyes
Are people living lives
They flow before my gaze
Just like the memories
In my mind
I watch them from
My hiding place
In shadows so
To hide my face
And as they pass
The memories flash
Of how it felt to feel that way
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
I watch the people
Not because
I wanna be their friend
I watch them not
Because I hope to know
Them in the end
I simply watch
And ask myself
Why do I feel this way
How did I get here
Can I hope
To feel again someday
To feel the feelings
That they feel…
To hope, to love, to cry
To fall and feel the pain
Or rise in triumph to the sky
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
All I have are memories
Of the times
When things were good
Memories of the days
Of when I felt
The way I should
Memories now that
Flow before the view
Inside my mind
Just as the passing people
Flow before my open eyes
Oh God! How can I be
Like them
Is there a way to
Start again
I know there is
I know its there
I’ll find it
I don’t ****ing care
What I have to go through
What I lose and what I lack
I know my heart
Can feel again
If I can only
Find my way back
Home…
I’m going home…
This is my home…
It feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
I’m finally home
…Jeff Bresee
poem by Jeff Bresee
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To Heal From A Slow Mending To Grow
If something once strongly felt,
Is no longer there...
Existing to feel naturally,
Even the presence of a hypnotist...
Masquerading as a magician,
Will not be able to restore those natural feelings.
Not to be felt when back at a time remembered,
Those feelings from one's heart were freely given.
When those feelings felt begin to leave,
They do not return to make a reappearance.
Anyone who has experienced this emotionally...
To heal from a slow mending to grow,
Up...
To forgive and forget,
Knows....
Once something is felt to leave, it goes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Farewell
There was a time, when I was satisfied
There was a time, when everything felt right
But nows the time for mi to decide
And Ive only got one solution in sight
Dont know where Im going
But I know it feels right
And though my feelings are showing
Im not afraid, its alright
So long, farewell
Ive got to go
Be strong, be well
I want you to know
That maybe well meet someday
Should I stay or should I go
It was not easy to decide
But you told me: I already know
I guess you wondered why I lied
song performed by by Europe
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Free To Decide
Its not worth anything more than this at all
I live as I choose or I will not live at all
So return to where youve come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassments not my forte
But you do it very well
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
You must have nothing more with your mind to do
Theres a war in russia and sarejevo, too
So to hell with want youre thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
Youre so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
At all, at all, at all
song performed by by Cranberries
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Diplomacy
Why is it that you...
And others with your point of view,
Believe it is perfectly okay...
To re-appear as you please,
In the lives of those you have dismissed...
As being too direct with their candid honesty,
While making it an additional excuse for you...
To perceive the spoken truth as evil!
What makes you believe,
You and your unresolved issues...
Are sweetened treats,
You will tease others...
By keeping your headaches away.
Today...
People are living with a higher expectation,
To spend their time with others...
In the search for a higher consciousness.
You can decide to go in and out of hiding,
To protect your immature sensitivities...
For the rest of your life!
You can decide that priding your stubbornness,
Excites others into a frenzied curiousity...
To begin to question your whereabouts.
I wish to leave you with this comment made,
Your desire to keep revisiting a mental debilitating outlook...
Is on you!
And is a view only you and others delighting it explore.
But those who are seeking to open closed doors...
And remove locks from their uptight minds,
Are not trying to find ways to move around in darkness.
Many people today,
Are seeking to remove clouds from their visions.
And you apparently...
Will never see the importance to prioritize,
The connecting of those dots!
And yes,
You have taught me a lot...
About diplomacy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Better Than My Last
When will I put my pen to rest?
After I achieve my best written poem,
I guess.
And the next best one...
To satisfy that one as my best!
'But how will you know
Which one of those to decide as your best? '
I am not the one to decide,
Nor is my pride being tested
Or teased to enter contests to best!
I love what I do.
And I am flattered that I am read.
But my head is not swollen,
With thoughts to impress.
I am thankful to be grateful...
To realize I am blessed!
That alone brings me happiness!
And be read too?
What more can someone like me,
From gifts I have choose?
To sell millions of books?
To be in the hands of everyone?
Even those preparing meals to cook?
Okay!
But that alone wouldn't complete my day!
I'd still be looking for a better way,
To better best with something else to say!
In a way I have not said today.
If it is God's will to have it that way!
But I will confess...
I do have thoughts of having my 'next' one,
Better than my last...
Considered my very best yet!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Can Enjoy Your God Given Write
Writing down your thoughts cleanses the soul,
It can help lift you out of life's goldfish bowl,
Though your words can enrage they may also console,
Never give up the fight.
Life is a challenge for those given the chance,
Your own and others you must try to enhance,
By writing what you feel your spirit you'll enhance,
You will also never lose sight.
You must never be afraid of honest critique,
Though some can make your future feel bleak,
Everyone in life has their troubles to seek,
The written word can and will bite.
Who's to say any poem is better than yours,
Words from the heart are usually what lures,
Others personal opinions are not what obscures,
The writers own inner light.
Never be put off by what people may say,
Some live their lives just to cause others affray,
You will live to fight another day,
Let the fire inside you ignite.
Criticism and praise can help you to learn,
As long as you show all others concern,
Both are attributes we all have to earn,
Your writing at times will incite.
Just remember your poems can cause distress,
If done truthfully your writing you can honestly express,
Regardless of whether it causes duress,
You'll have no need to feel uptight.
The written word can and does bring us joy,
As a weapon it can also be used to destroy,
If you just try your best not to annoy,
‘' We Can Enjoy Your God Given Write ‘'
Do Not Think I Am Oblivious
Feelings?
You have no idea how deep mine are.
Thoughts?
They are connected to curiousity.
With a comprehension wished.
Devotion?
I am devoted and loyal.
Until I'm given reason to despise.
And I can do that to anyone for the rest of my life.
Why?
My forgiveness doesn't come cheap.
Nor am I perfect.
I never said I was!
My feelings and thoughts are deep.
And when they are disrespected...
Do not think,
I am oblivious with unconcern.
I am not vindictive!
But I do promote the act of replacement.
And I attempt to do that...
Before the foam starts to drip,
From between my teeth.
I am aware.
But I do no wolfing!
I just do what I do and be done with it.
And I do my best to make it painless.
Unless I am tested by one in disbelief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enjoy Your Day
You approached me to ask a question.
And taking my time to listen...
With a response I had hoped,
You would comprehend.
Not only did you not do that.
But you edited my answer...
To 'insert' what you thought,
For you did not offend.
Now you accuse me of not being direct.
You say my answer,
For you is not effective.
You inject words connected to my response,
To something you rather accept.
And I hear your attempts,
To try to comvince others...
What it is I really meant!
'Why are you leaving? '
You asked me a question.
I answered it.
Now I take my exit.
To that do you also object?
'But I think your response,
Should be open to debate.'
First of all...
You approached me.
And the time given...
I did not hesitate.
You wanted to hear something you formulate.
Something in your mind you hoped I would find.
And I'm not wasting any more of my time...
To play a game of ping pong,
With someone who has yet to learn...
The reason or the effective use of the paddle.
And besides,
If I did decide to play...
It would be with someone,
Who had something meaningful to say.
And all you wish to do is to occupy space,
In the hopes someone will come forward...
To assist you in the use of it!
'Don't you think your point of view is a bit arrogant? '
That depends!
Is that your second question?
Or should I be seeking your permission to leave?
And neither question,
Do I seek from you an answer.
But I will give you the benefit...
To decide for yourself,
Which one eventually applies!
How is that?
Enjoy your day.
'You will not be asked back here again! '
Was I not already here when you entered?
Again...
Enjoy your day!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Poem To Be Heard
A poem to be held
a poem to be fed, with words stronger than the ancient
spirits.
Ti's a poem to be read by all.
A poem that beats the heat of temptation away.
It's power in every single word attracts the moonlight.
A poem, a light in the dark wilderness.
A poem that is just needed and leaves the audience
speechless.
A poem that comforts a sad soul.
Read to me a poem
when I'm cold.
Read it to me till I'm old.
When I'm heart broken, a poem, a love, I'd want.
A poem, a victory through lives endless battle.
A poem an epistle to mine heart, and every written word
in it is heard.
A poem, about royalty, about Kings and Queens
and how they live in luxury.
A poem, a song about sweet heavens.
Read me a poem and slow my heart beat down.
A poem with a tasty flavor, I'd want to hear.
Read me a poem that explains how Nelson Mandela
conquered his fears.
A poem that can describe how Martin Luther Kings
felt when he fought for freedom.
I long to hear it,
Therefor read me a poem,
to be heard.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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What If
What if there was no light
Nothing wrong, nothing right
What if there was no time
And no reason or rhyme
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life
What if I got it wrong
And no poem or song
Could put right what I got wrong
Or make you feel I belong
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life
Refr:
Oooh, that's right
Let's take a break, try to put it aside
Oooh, that's right
I can't ignore it if you won't even try
Oooh, that's right
When every step that you take
Can be your biggest mistake
And it could bend, or it could break
Well that's just the risk that you take
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life
Refr.
Oooh, that's right
Let's take a break, try to put it aside
Oooh, that's right
[Unknown]
Oooh, that's right
song performed by by Coldplay
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I'm Moving On
Baby, I have felt so torn
I felt like I wasn't myself anymore
I wish we were together day after day
I try everything to make you my boyfriend
You are avoiding me
I understand why
You have the right too
I tore you so much
I realized at that moment
I'm moving on
I thought I knew you, but
This person I never expect you to be
I'm deleting all your pictures
I'm burning up all your stuff
I'm getting you out my head and heart
I'm getting on with my life
Once I saw your pictures again
I finally decide its best for me to find someone else
I just need to leave you alone and see where I go from here
I give all my strength for you
I just felt weak when it came to you
I want this feeling to stop
I'm moving on
To be me again
To be happy again
To be live my life again
To be free from you
I'm moving on
poem by Christina Phan
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