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Still Trying to Accept and Connect Concepts

There is no need
To discuss what has been said.
Especially...
If you have run out of breath,
Trying to catch up to the meaning!
Some are seen relaxing,
And drinking lemonade!
While you are still trying to accept,
And connect concepts together.
The very same ones,
Chasing you now!
The very same ones,
You said did not exist!
Don't slow down.
Or on your lips trip!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Mine to Own

Just give me my prize!
For a life lived...
Both bold and wise.

Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.

Just give me my prize.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I connect it.
Now I can accept.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!

I accept it.
Now I can connect.

I accept it.
Now I can connect.

Just give me my prize!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I accept it.
Now I can connect.

Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!

I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.

I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.

Just,
Give me my prize I accept it.
It's mine to own.

I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.

I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.

I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.

Just give me my prize,
I accept it.
It's mine alone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Skip Your Trip

Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.

It's okay to make mistakes.
People have done that everyday.
But it's not okay...
Just to turn and walk away.

It's okay to make mistakes.
People have done that everyday.
But it's not okay...
To believe your way is 'the' way.

Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.

No one has to disrespect,
An opinion that they don't accept.
Because it's something they wish not to hear.

No one has to get upset.
To later find they have regrets.
When all they had to do is comprehend.
And everybody says that this is wished.
But patience slips from them real quick.
And brooding attitudes are left to share.
Everywhere the frowns are there.

Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.

Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And use your head instead!

Oh...
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And use your head instead!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeping Faith In Hollow Concepts

Intelligence can not be enforced,
Upon those restricted and conditioned...
To accept the limitating affects,
Of their teachings.

If people are lead to believe...
An aspect of life that does not exist,
But for them they can achieve...
Then of course,
Their efforts are going to be frustrating.
It is like keeping faith in concepts,
That are not real!
But to the death they are embraced and held.

When I realized Santa Claus did not exist...
I went ballistic!
The Easter Bunny, Minnie and Mickey Mouse
And a host of my childhood allies...
Were erased from me,
When I began to age with understanding I then refused!
Sometimes I wake up in cold sweats,
Thinking of the death of them.
And how I was challenged to move on with my life!

Intelligence can not be enforced,
Upon those restricted and conditioned...
To accept the limitating affects,
Of their teachings.

Religions, deities and their myths?
I am not going to touch that with a ten foot pole!
I'll just say the marketing has left tremendous debts,
Of mental casualties!
Wherever these beliefs are currently at war!
One has only to connect the dots to observe the damage!

If people are lead to believe...
An aspect of life that does not exist,
But for them they can achieve...
Then of course,
Their efforts are going to be frustrating.
It is like keeping faith in hollow concepts,
That are not real!
But to the death they are embraced and held.

And those who know these things...
Are freer to live their lives,
With a broader sense of self.
Without fears to manifest and share.
Once an awareness stretches to introduce,
A higher consciousness induced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's a Feeling Deeper

There is a certain meaning to it.
For people who are born to do this.
It's not on the surface to depict.
With an easy category to assign to it.

It's a feeling deeper.

There is a certain meaning to it.
For people who are born to do this.
It's just not what it appears to exist.
This 'thing' is deeper.
Below a surface reached for 'it'.

It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.

Deeper,
And from below a surface that must be exposed.
This 'thing' gets deeper,
And those knowing it want it shown not kept unknown.

It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
It's a feeling deeper.
It's not on the surface to depict.
With an easy category to assign to it.

It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
It's just not what it appears to exist.
This 'thing' is deeper.
Below a surface reached for 'it'.
It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.

It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
Deeper.
Deeper.

It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
Much deeper.

How can anyone connect it.
Deeper.
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!

Much much deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper.
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!

Much much deeper!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Don't Quit

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That,
I 'am'a trip.
IF you wish to really take it.
I AM a trip.

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That,
I can be-a trip.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.
Far removed from tits and tats,
To chat.
My mood's away from that.
Until it doesn't matter.
My mood's away from that.

And...
I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.

You don't want to catch me in a mood that's going on,
'Cause...
I can be a trip.
And I know it too...
That I 'be'-a trip.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.
When those moods in me don't leave,
And they don't quit.
When those moods in me don't leave,
And they don't quit.

I'm not looking for,
A breast to feed me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slow Chemical

The wonder of the world is gone and old for sure
All the wonder that I would have found in her
As a hole becomes another strike to burn
An old flame returns
Every intuition fails to find it's way
One more table turned around I'm back again
Finding I'm a lost and found when she's not around
When she's not around I feel it coming down
Get me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical NOW
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical
When everybody wants (the chemical of) your soul
When everybody wants (the chemical of) your soul
Slow and
Everybody wants you
So
Slow and
Everybody wants your soul
Give me what I could never ask for
connect me and you could be my chemical NOW
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical

song performed by by Finger Eleven
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dialogue With Self: Iv

'what's your connect...? '

'my breath'

'know this:
the world is in your breath...'

'mmm...'

'when the connect snaps...? '

'...mmm'

'why fret for a world that
fades in a blink...? '

the voice faded...

18dec2009
0630hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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I do not exist

I do not exist,

I do not breath,

I do not bleed

I do not hurt

I do not exist in your eyes,

not anymore,

I am far, far away, like

the stars that don't exist,

but still they shine and

you can see them far away,

but there not alive, there not

really there. Yes I am not there,

not for you, I do

not want your pity.

I do not want my broken smile

painted in your thoughts.

I do not exist, I am not there,

do not look for me, I do not

exist, I am not there, I am not there

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Slick Sickening Shtick

Don't talk to me about your concepts of God.
Or part time faith,
You rarely use.
How can you say what it is you believe in...
When you have many issues,
Packed on your back with baggage too!

Don't praise His name and raise your concerns.
What from your prayers have you really learned?
And it's not luck that comes to those who are blessed.
God is working in their lives.
While you...
With your weak beliefs,
Think God only listens
When you recite from biblical text!

Don't talk to me about your concepts of God.
Or quote from scriptures memorized to spew!
The depths of your understanding,
Is not deep at all!
If that is quite obvious to me...
What do you think God does,
When He hears from you?
With your shallow insights,
Brewed and simming in materialistic calls!
Moaning about something you can't undo!

As if God delivers from a shopping mall!
There to accept returns of purchases,
You don't like!
And 'may' have worn!
To some social function,
Adorned the night before right up until dawn!

You can 'try' to manipulate me!
But everything done,
God knows what it is we do!
And foolish you are...
To think of God as a tool,
To use and abuse!
These lessons are learned.
Apparently not by you!

One day you will open your eyes and see...
Nothing God has made was done accidently.
Do you know the meaning of blasphemy?
I suggest you absorb the meaning quick.
Since God is getting tired of your nonsense!
And all of your slick sickening shtick!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truths Dismissed

Chasing impossibilities.
Like a change to redo,
And replace yesterdays' activities.
Has come to be embraced,
By those retrieving memories...
With hopes to see them,
'Specifically' retraced...
To have the times from them now lived,
Erased!

Chasing impossibilities,
Are those in grief with disbelief...
Each moment existing,
Had approval as they witnessed...
The unfolding of reality.

And it is the reality many wish to change.
Many can not accept,
Expressions of indifference...
Delivers consequences.
No matter what is claimed.

That which is observed,
And passes an acceptance by silent lips...
Is not going to suddenly vanish,
Because some find a tolerance...
Over a time that has allowed its growth,
People then indifferent...
Now whine it upsets and makes them sick.

Chasing impossibilities.
Like a change to redo,
And replace yesterdays' activities.
Has come to be embraced,
By those retrieving memories...
With hopes to see them,
'Specifically' retraced...
To have the times from them now lived,
Erased!

Goodluck to those now awakening,
To truths dismissed.
And finding themselves upset by this.
Wanting answers to questions...
And more time to reminisce,
Those times gone never again for them to exist.

Goodluck to those now awakening,
To truths dismissed.
And finding themselves upset by this.
Wanting answers to questions...
And more time to reminisce,
Those times gone never again for them to exist.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Justice Part 1

It was
Just another day
Or so I thought

But madness
Had got me
I didn't even know

I was walking
Through the city
Minding my own
When I saw a man
Hurt someone

I should have known

I should have turned away
I should have gone another way
But my mind
Wouldn't let me
It was too far away

I'm chasing
I'm chasing
I'm gaining
But i'm losing
I'm fighting
But i'm not moving
I'm chasing
My dreams away

I catch him
I beat him
I take the blame for him

Then I pay
For what he done
Twenty years of pain
Justice never done

poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Chasing Blue Sky

Shakin time, she needs
Taking rides...to somewhere
Lets lose our minds, no hurry
Im the wakeful night, with dreams...or something
Chasing blue sky,
Were chasing blue sky
Taking time from all this worry
Mesmerized by the waves of your smile
I wish that I could say something
But youre the rose colored glass I see through
Ill see you through
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky

song performed by by Queensryche
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Am Here To Represent My Mind

Im here to represent my mind
Why do we live inside our mind?
Never wish for the wrong
You could've had it for long

Already things happen aside
Put you off place- rocksteady decide
Long stride to get whats in need
Only chance there is to succeed

I reason with the morals of ghosts
Use my knowledge as a tool
Plauged by many worthy hosts
Anti-segregational rule

His face is shadowed
He lurches his steps
An existance perceived to the greatest of depths
Materializing thoughts
The tangible crusade
Generations develop, change and then fade

Concepts in concepts- beautiful concepts
Concepts in concepts- dutiful concepts
Uprooting concepts, relating to indepth
Making you a metaphor, exposing the real depth

poem by Bradley Downs
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Why Empower It With Concern?

When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!

When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!
And the next step we need to take...
Is to select someone qualified,
To monitor our decisions and babysit!

And that time spent doing this...
Has been wasted like devalued dollars,
We struggle to find ways to throw away...
Or burn.
With no regard and less concern.
And that is the headache we've lived to earn.

Too many are already confused in creating solutions.
All we need to do,
Is to commit ourselves to have nothing to do with it.
Already you look relieved!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Broken Dreams

Ill tell you how my day has been,
how the sun has caught my face.
How i lul myself to sleep,
weaving shadows on my face.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
hmmm hmmmh hmh mh....
If only you could keep me warm,
if only you could keep me from harm.
if only you could shhh hmm hmm hmm hmm
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
(whistling)
why
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
chasing, chasing broken dreams

song performed by by Fat Joe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Fear

What things would you do if you weren't afraid?
How differently would you live your life,
Supposing your ambitions weren't delayed
By your worries and consequential strife?
Think about whatever you could achieve
In discovering the moments around
You; allowing them to fasten and weave
Into a tapestry of time well-found.
Think of the experiences you could
Have, if only you would make them exist.
Imagine the concepts to be understood—
The concepts you would have otherwise missed.
Consider, for once, every regret
You would never even need to forget.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Waiting For Lightning...

what if i loved you,
and you didnt know my name.
is the distance between us real?
what if the barriers were just concepts,
and the concepts fear?
what if my lips moved,
and you only felt thunder?

what if i wanted you,
would the shadows freeze?
the snow on your lips tastes of death!
what if the wind moaned,
and the whole house shook?
what if you stood on the ledge,
with no way to return!

what if i needed you,
would i turn to find you there?
not merely waiting for death!
do i have to set the fire,
and burn down the house?
are you waiting for lightning...
or can you hear my voice?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Rejecting Its Relationship

Chasing to patch up yesterdays' mistakes...
Is likened to a dog chasing its tail.
The time taken to just stop...
And Identify the connection.
Verify the attachment to the cause.
It would remedy possiblities of grief!
But that suggestion...
Like others shared and debated,
Loses its comfort...
When a mind wants to prove,
How a fool can indure...
Without a thought to connect,
Prior to rejecting its relationship to common sense!
It is just not recognized at all!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chasing a Dream

On a lovely spring day
When the air is still cool on the skin
And touches you
Like the forgotten tiny kisses of a lover long gone
And the sunshine is warming and bright
Like the radiance of his smile
Forever stamped in your memory

I run through cool, tall green grass
Chasing butterflies,
Like a carefree child that did the same
Many years past.

With the salt on your skin and
The dirt on your hands and feet.

Chasing butterflies
Happy and carefree.

On a clear crisp winter's night
When your breath freezes before it's even
Come out of your lungs
And sticks there like the words you wanted to
But could never say to him,
Stuck in your throat forever lost there
I gather up my skirt like a net
and try to catch the falling stars.

They shine like the mystery
Like the soul I could see in his eyes.

The butterflies have flown out of my reach.
They flew higher and higher
I ran faster and faster
Till I lost my breath and had to
Let them be.

The stars fell too fast for me.
I tried to catch them, but it wasn't to be.
I've been chasing a dream
On a cold foggy morning.

It's beauty could not be put into words.
If would only be tarnished and insulted if I tried.

I got out of bed
And climbed out the window
I chased it and chased it
Barefoot in my night gown.

It flew and twirled
Like a kite escaping it's string..
It did somersaults
And teased me from far.

I ran out of breath
And my dream vanished
It became part
Of the morning fog.

All I had left
Were my callused feet.
My dirty gown
And, of course..
Grief stricken me.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Live Life Right (song)

These days just keep goin' by
It seems like I'm loosein' my life
The whole world is flyin' by me as i stand still
I start walkin' slowly as it passes before my eyes
Am i loosing my life
Or am i the only one takein' my time

Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and take a break
Set aside all our problems in life
Just raise up your glasses and live your life right

Why are young people in such a hurry to grow old
While the old people wish they were young once again
Why do we wish for things that will never come true
And chase silly dreams the you know aren't for you
All these silly dreams and wishes are just a waste of time
Why spend your life chasing the horizon when you could be haveing fun

Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and look around
Just set aside all our problems in life
Raise up our glasses and live life right

Life is to short to go chasing dreams you'll never catch
So just slow down and take your time
And try to do your best
Cause you only get one chance to live your life
So you better live it like the life u want to live
And don't let anyone tell you other wise
Cause if you let other people control your life
then you'll live your life always asking why

poem by Angelica Boyce
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