Spying Eyes
Since I am not on the search,
For a distant pen-pal.
Or have an inclination to exchange explicit notes,
With someone unknown...
I prefer to keep my secret sexual fantasies,
To myself and not open to discussion.
But I have, of late, decided I would stop,
Finding ways to be excessively cynical.
And continue my walks alone...
Through trees in a familiar forest.
Why I seem to be the only one,
To clearly see its presence is a mystery to me.
However...
I have learned to leave what others believe,
To themselves.
With the hope that an awakening,
Will assist in helping them to branch out...
To share with others who too were unaware,
The number of people who bare their essentials...
In the most unusual places.
Yet right before unsuspecting spying eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unicorns and Myth
Many moons ago, England had its myths,
Stories of fairies, leprechauns and unicorns,
Who lived in a mythological land,
Where mystery and magic still stand,
For the forest were dark and dangerous places,
The unsuspecting walking through their depths,
Knowing the magical creatures watching over their steps,
Protecting them from the devil that hides in the dark,
Shadows waiting in the tall trees,
But nature has always had its power in magic,
White witches harnessing nature's secret power,
The plants and trees that surround and fill the forest,
Magic and myth to be found in the dark green leaves,
For the forest contains many secrets,
Many secrets where unicorns run at the witching hour,
Or the moon sharing her secret power,
And there are many beautiful flowers,
Blooming, even in the dark,
The fairies sprinkling their magic dust,
To make mushrooms and petals grow,
The forest rich with its vast, magical beauty,
That has captured the imagination of all who see.
poem by Paula Glynn
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We'll See How That Goes
Had you ever felt offended,
By receiving an invitation from an enterprise...
Who initially did not seek your presence inside.
Where others who patronize were welcomed to sit.
And the only reason you received an invitation...
Was to assist this enterprise from going out of business?
And it has been requested you assist them to avoid this?
Did you feel offended?
OR has this ever happened to you?
And when closed eyes finally open to a wider view,
Would you rather spend time with people like that?
Or where services are rendered...
And people without exception know how to exchange respect.
Especially when business and money is involved.
'So...
Are you going to accept the invitation? '
No.
But I may offer to buy their business.
We'll see how that goes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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After Being Guided
Being unable to see the forest for the trees,
After being guided to where that forest begins...
There is so much more than trees,
Out of one's perspective...
That an assistance with a helping to connect,
Painted colored dots to make clear those 'differences'...
Would be too late and a waste of time,
To clean one's attic of debris.
It's 'never' too late?
Well...
Unfortunately,
For a lot of folks...
This will not be a matter for them to confront to consider.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Whacked Who Hack Behind Your Back!
Whacked out hackers,
Make attempts to uncover...
The origins of true facts.
Do their best to tap and seize,
Information from unprotected PC's.
Probing with a secrecy...
Into the privacy of those believing,
Their computers are free...
From the spying eyes,
Of those who sneak.
And electronically pry!
Wizards and geeks...
With a knowledge to peep.
Can do this easily...
To anyone they seek,
Unsuspecting and unaware...
Their personal affairs,
May be used against them...
Anytime, anyplace and anywhere.
Stopping this can be done and quick.
With an anti-virus picked to eliminate this.
To do it all one has to do...
Is press the 'start' button then locate 'run'
Type into the open space...
'Msconfig'
And 'ok' this.
To 'reschedule' what has been done.
Then search for a service that secures...
What you wish kept,
From everyone!
And do this just to keep you safe.
To ensure what you do is not erased!
Chasing away...
Those whacked who hack behind your back!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God... Where Are YOU?
Searched for HIM near and far
in temples, mosques, churches and vihars
Browsed Gita, Bible and Quran
peeped into the pages of Vedas and Purans.
Questioned the learned ones, scholars and sages
journeyed in this quest sacred places.
Meditated seeking HIM in lap of the Himalayas
Praying for HIS presence through chanting of mantras.
Sages and savants, answers, could'nt satisfy me
my hunger for HIM, felt, beginning to betray me.
Finding of God particle raised my hope
soon to vanish by another stroke.
Instrumental in forming the Universe, it was revealed
but who made this particle, mystery yet to be unveiled?
Arn't we the God particles in the true sense?
What use this universe without inhabitants?
Eureka! I have found HIM within myself
HE is in everyone, bother to seek within self.
He is in us, in every human being
in good deeds, love, service & pious thinking.
So why search HIM here and there
Universal love marks HIS presence everywhere.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Life As It Is
Some ball themselves up into knots,
When confronted with nonstopping disbeliefs.
Regrets overwhelming become unbearable.
And they rather do their secret weeping,
Alone.
Others not so shocked can not stop,
And have to get up and leave...
That which comes to try to block,
To places they go temporarily to relieve...
That which has grown too familiar to keep,
Dragging them of sorrows with unpromised tomorrows.
Everything they've got to stop a knocking,
Of a world they prefer.
With visits for tears to drip...
Is not not on their priority list.
And find they do that they can let go,
To what they can't hold onto to control.
Because they have a life to live.
The way that it is.
And for them this is not mysterious.
Because they have a life as it is to live,
And it has never been for them a blueprint...
To analyze without a living of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Start...Stop
When things get monotonous,
Places familiar,
People boring,
Sights repetitive,
STOP.
START...
Exploring yourself
Seek options
Change locations
Meet strangers
Buy one way tickets
Listen to unheard music
Search beyond horizons
Cross the seas
Feel raw
Get lost in lanes
Break a few barriers
Fly to different shores
Let go of yourself to find the ME
Feel the thrill of the unknown
Chills of mystery
Freshness of new conversations
Warmth of building a new home
When new begins to feel old,
Unfamiliar feels comfortable,
Life gets stable,
STOP.
Uproot yourself
Pick up the bags
Put on the boots
Hit the road
For a new start
Coz Life's not destination
Its in the journey.
poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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Imaginary Creatures
In this make believe world
imaginary creatures dangle from the trees
In a forest where emotions run free
For what they feel they never agree
It`s a future they will never see
In a forest with closed doors
The imaginary creature holds the key
To a future that will never be
So as i walk this forest of make believe
I search no more for what i see
It`s just creatures dangling from the trees
In a life that will be as they see
So i`ll just leave this forest be
And search no more for that key
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Number One Through Five
Making adjustments in one's life,
To accomodate the needs for another...
Who bothers not to call or show,
To let the adjustment maker know...
Things have changed.
And time was not there,
To permit one to become aware of it!
Needs only to happen just once!
To allow this event to re-occur,
AND 'then' complain?
Should say five words,
That has particular meaning...
To the one who believes,
Patience is a virtue.
NOT!
Number one...'Yes'
Number two... 'I'
Number three..'Am'
Number four... 'A'
Number five... 'Fool'
The repeating of this,
Should do something to assist in the 'awakening'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cynical Days
Another years gone by,
The worlds grown older,
Sometimes I heave a sigh,
People grow colder.
Every day I do my best to show,
I can make it in this world I know,
But all the bad thoughts that people bring,
My faith in human natures
Getting pretty thin.
Help me get through these cynical days.
Help me get through my cynical ways.
You say its just a passing phase,
Youve got to help me get through, these cynical days.
Another see through scheme,
People are shallow.
The dark nights closing in,
My dark thoughts follow.
I try and make my world a better place,
(my efforts seem in vain),
But Im competing in a human race,
(falling deeper down the drain),
That value things that just dont count,
Makes me wonder what its all about.
Help me get through these cynical days.
Help me get through my cynical ways.
You say its just a passing phase,
Youve got to help me get through these cynical days.
Yeah, you say its just a passing phase,
Youve got to help me get through these cynical days.
Yeah, you say its just a passing phase,
Youve got to help me get through these cynical days.
Yeah, you say its just a passing phase,
Youve got to help me get through these cynical days.
Cynical days.
Cynical days.
song performed by by Xtc
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As If It Was Theirs On Demand
There is one thing I've learned,
About the use of my time.
I've learned through the years,
Not to let anyone abuse it...
As if it was theirs on demand.
And common sense?
Well...
I have discovered,
That it is not so common.
In fact the absence of it,
Can be expected.
And rare it is...
If it appears at all.
And the doing of something for others?
One should stop and think about that quick.
Since many people don't appreciate,
What it is for them that is done to assist.
Many will complain as if the time taken,
By someone who has gone out of their way...
Is not what they prefer.
They will have the nerve to say,
Something else desired...
Is what they deserve.
There is one thing I've learned,
About the use of my time.
I've learned through the years,
Not to let anyone abuse it...
As if it was theirs on demand.
And what I have chosen to do today...
Is to satisified and please my own thirst first!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Silent Owl
The glimmering eyes
reflecting the moonlit sky
Dreamy but vigilant eyes
suddenly come into life
catching sight of scarlet petals
of blooming roses in the night.
Silvery feathers
gently glide
eyes perching in the dark
on a nearby branch
Big glowing eyes
silently observing
the field of dreams,
thinking deeply
and listening intently
to the rustling of the leaves
and the sound of the breeze
playing among the flowers
as critters continue to crawl
making noise as they play
unaware of his presence...
His eyes continue to watch
through the wee hours of the night.
Wilson Khor W.H. @ Seymour Nightweaver
poem by Wilson Khor Woo Han
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I Hope for a Day
I hope for a day when people love you for what you are,
whey they are sad they search a friend not a bar.
i hope for a religion that just teaches you love and to forgive hate,
if you want to pray just smile and forget month and date.
i hope for a day when being good is the biggest qualification,
and loving all good and bad the only resolution.
i hope for a day when sun shines and you hear laughther all around you,
and a kid looking up and thinking why is this sky blue?
i hope for a day when maps are clean and earth not broken in countries,
and people finding there home everywhere and not cutting trees.
come close your eyes and hope with me,
pray for humanity and set us free.
you may say i hoping against hope and i am just mad,
i still hope for such a day when god is here, again,
and no one is SAD
poem by Aneesh Koul
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The Mystery Of The Mystery
There are so many things that I dont understand
And I search my mind to try to find an answer
But the more I search the less I seem to find out why
Like where where the wind goes, how does life begin
What happens when we die
The mystery of the mystery must stay unknown
Only God can know and man must not see
Great minds have tried but they will not find
The answer to the mystery of the mystery
Man will seek the mystic rails of the mystery
But their silent halls reveal not a sound
Many men will give their lives just to try to find
The answer to a mystery in their mind
The mystery of the mystery must stay unknown
Only God can know and man must not see
Great minds have tried but they will not find
The answer to the mystery of the mystery
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Journey Santiago - It's a Life we Live to Love
Journey Santiago
Discover in your search
A land in love with mystery
Its not far out of reach
I know a girl and she says she’s seen it all
She knows a boy who thinks he knows it all
She says she’s the kind of girl who could be it all
She says she knows a boy who thinks he’s fallen for her
In a land in love with mystery
We could be happy and I guess we could be free
He says he wants to know the secret of your eyes
He wants to slip between your thighs girl
But it comes as no surprise that you’re turning away now
When he says
Every dream I have I am kissing you
Every life I’ve lived I’ve been missing you.
And he claims you are his world
He wants to lay down by the fire with you
He claims he can make you happy
In a land in love with mystery.
Journey Santiago
Forever in your search
Seek the love that makes you whole
It’s not far out of reach.
Can’t you see the passion in his eyes?
Can’t you tell he’d sail the skies for you?
And still you’re turning away when he says
Every dream I have is of kissing you
Every life I’ve lived, I’ve been missing you
Still it’s true in a thousand ways
That you paint me blue in a thousand shades
Then leave me wading here
Shaking from the nightmare
Won’t you share a while and listen
Won’t you smile a smile and glisten
Lighten up the day for me
Join me in a love of mystery
She wants to know if you shed a tear for Alice
As she walked in wonderland
For she said that she may never understand you
If you don’t know the wonder of this land
I guess it’s true in a thousand ways
She paints me blue in a thousand shades
And still I’m waiting here
Shaking from the nightmare
I guess it’s true in a thousand ways
Oh how she paints me blue with the words she says
And still I’m waiting here
Shaking from the nightmare
It’s a life we live to love
poem by David Lacey
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Doctor My Eyes
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long
'Cause I have wandered through this world
And as each moment has unfurled
I've been waiting to awaken from these dreams
People go just where they will
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it's later than it seems
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what you see
I hear their cries
Just say if it's too late for me
Is it too late
Is it too late for me
Tell me doctor
Doctor, my eyes
Cannot see the sky
Is this the price for having learned how not to cry
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Cocoon
I want to hide leaving all the burdens.
Which is penetrates me day & night.
Why this unusual wake up early in the morning?
And I fight with the life for nothing.
Dear Caterpillar, if you like
We can exchange our bodies and souls.
I prefer your cocoon better than this open prison.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Those bare forests
When I was young, I had gone to this forest,
It was dark, deep and wild,
Like my youth it was full of resources,
I had spent few days there and had learned how the forest life is?
Forest life means survival of the fittest,
I could not find difference between city and forest,
In city too only the fittest can survive else the human who have wore the leather of lethal animal will not let the herbivore animal like us to live.
After twenty years struggling in the city and being tortured by children,
I returned back to the same forest to see its growth,
I could see it was bare, cut by poacher, deforesters,
It had not followed its own rule and the trees which it holds were all ageing like me,
We both were thrown out of the society it was thrown by cutting and I by my own sons.
I and it had the same fate bare with few more ageing hair and trees to be removed.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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Morning Walks
morning walks you spend alone
time squandered
without the sun fully shining
you see a gray horizon
feeling the limitless stretch
out there
shadows of trees
foggy mountains and
this sad bird still sleepy
on a branch of a tree
underneath the grasses wilt
and some unknown footsteps
you stop for a while to think
and then you keep on walking
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She's Got My Number
She's got my number she always did
She can always see where my secret's hid
Everything about me is hers to tell
She's got my number she always will
She's got my number I must confess
One look in her eyes and I feel undressed
She can see right through all my little games
She's got my number she has my name
Late night driving with the telephone
In the car and I'm always
Waiting
song performed by by Semisonic from All About Chemistry
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