Substance Fades
It is done quite simply!
To reduce an influence,
And significance...
Advocate the importance,
Of ignorance.
And market this as the latest fad.
With a witnessing of this,
As a rage no one can resist!
That's how influence,
And a significance that benefits...
Begins to slowly diminish in effectiveness.
With a substance that ends as an aging of it,
Fading away...
To become replaced by mediocrity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Process Of Rejection
The importance of substitution,
Will never be as potent...
As the significance,
Of that which is originally given.
There will be attempts made,
To dilute and disguise the affect...
With replacements to digest.
And those unconscious may never suspect,
Until a system begins...
A process of rejection.
The importance of substitution,
Will never be as potent...
As the significance,
Of that which is originally given.
A process of rejection begins.
And the harm that is done...
Upsets with effectiveness,
Not just a few disgruntled ones.
But everyone awakening,
To the glaring sight of Sun!
A Sun unclouding to expose...
Those without vision and on the run!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fossilized Relics
That which had been great,
But unappreciated.
Can not be sustained,
On the strains of an aging memory...
Of that which was.
And...
On hype alone.
A significance unknown...
And over time,
Blown out of proportion.
Should be exalted and shown,
By a constant re-examination...
Of a proven existence.
But the flapping of lips,
Describing the influence...
Of this significance,
Is no different than a myth.
Covered by layers of dirt...
To one day be discovered,
By those interested...
In the collection of fossilized relics.
'You were right.
I have found skeletal remains,
With a skull attached to its back.
I've found the evidence.
I can now prove without question...
Their demise had been the creation,
Of a proficient and well executed backbiting'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Poem That Failed
There is a place where significance ends -
that is the place where the metaphors tire
and the similes dimmily fail to inspire
and the poem runs out in a meaningless flood
but the poet won’t give up and declare it a dud
for the critics they spot and the readers they know,
you can get up and go, it’s the end of the show…for
there is the place where significance ends.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Significance Of Differences
When one has been 'plethorized',
From all surrounding sides...
It makes it difficult to focus upon,
The significance of differences.
Or what is there to influence exclusively,
Under disguise and before one's eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And Then...They All Awakened
And then...
They all awakened,
To realize time did not keep them...
From an aging to save their youthful glows.
No.
It wasn't time that kept them in stages,
Hestitating to prolong their procrastinations...
To delay in persistant waiting,
For that clock to tick tock to that hour wished...
For that snap that would crackle a flame to start,
With a heat to jolt them out of their delusions.
Held onto and firmly gripped.
As they stared afraid,
That a slipping from this would leave them panicked in fits.
And all benefits wished would vanish quick!
No!
Time had nothing to do with it.
Or the ticking of it manmade loudly heard...
Within a twenty-four hour period!
People choose to use excuses as their prerequisites.
To drift further away from those required subjects,
One needs to learn and master.
To satisfy sacrifices made to witness seeing,
Those tasks devoted to finally bloom as groomed.
And...
Sure enough!
They all began to awaken to realize,
Time did not keep them...
Away from their wishes or abilities to see completed.
No!
Time did not keep them away from aspirations,
To get them done.
No!
Time had been given to everyone.
But...
Unlike some who did not need an alarm to stun,
To run as if to catch-up.
No!
However...
There are the ones who have been left behind,
Disbelieving no more time is there for them to come.
And although a 'no' is certain...
For anyone who keeps a running to catch-up done.
Especially when an awakening comes...
To anyone who knows,
Time is of little importance...to influence with significance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Urgent Revisiting Of It
If 'that' which should have been in place,
Is not and slips away.
Because of a hesitating procrastination,
With excuses prioriticized and made!
A rushing done today,
That should have taken time...
Those days before yesterday.
Can be thought of opportunities,
That came and faded to be erased.
There is nothing that will be done tomorrow,
With a necessity that comes...
That allows one to chase.
It just silences the support,
For the significance of importance!
And a significance that drifts,
Can be revived...
With an insistence that invites,
The urgent revisiting of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of all presidential perks, the pardon power has a special significance. It is just the kind of authority that would attract the special attention of someone obsessed with himself and his own ability to influence events.
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A Significance Diminished
A significance diminished,
Increases in its worthlessness.
And an attention given to prevent this...
Decreases the value of a usefulness.
Segmented divisions,
Introduced to initiate fences to separate...
Implemented a hatred to satiate.
And an accepted degrading of others...
Began an effectiveness.
And,
Those then blinded now see...
There is nothing of a nourishment left,
For them to eat.
A feeding on what had been valued,
Depletes in its neccessity!
A significance diminished,
Increases in its worthlessness.
And an attention given to prevent this...
Decreases the value of a usefulness.
And an abuse of respect remembered,
Is difficult to forgive and forget!
Negativity fed does not continue to feed.
A feeding on negativity eventually breeds regret!
And the breeding of regret...
Tarnishes for many what had been significant!
Leaving a significance diminished,
Soggy with tears wept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Submit A New Poem
she signed out
without at least saying
gtg
or simply bye
where's my usual
lol
?
as i rest from
other things
of equal importance
as she
appears invisible
or busy
or walked out
i stop
for a while, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking
about what to do
with my life
so many choices now
but the emptiness keeps invading
every word
i have in my mind, as though they no longer have any significance
at all
i log out
i log in
i sign out
i sign in again
and there she is the snobbish soul still keeping
her own things
matters of greater importance
than myself
who i am?
i still ask, who i am? she rejects my pleas,
her silence so hurting
i feel the pain of
abandonment, rejection and
ignorance,
lapse of time, wasting moments
useless thoughts,
destructive imaginings
i have one choice though....
submit a new poem
a breather.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seduced By Trivia
It is easier to take a taste that is sweetened.
Once seduced by trivia it becomes a wasted effort,
To reduce it to just a meaningless hype.
After it has blown to grow in significance,
To entice one's appetite.
Since a trivia introduced to praise delusion,
Feeds less on truth.
Until truth itself becomes viewed as ineffective.
And those most affected become conditioned to suspect,
Every aspect of truth with a wish to dissect it.
With a recruiting of those who have chosen to disrespect,
The presence of truth's existence...
To ensure none of it is left to have influence,
On anyone believing to be truthful is best.
It is easier to take a taste that is sweetened.
Until truth itself becomes viewed as ineffective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love and influence
My love for my son was absolute
As my influence on him was total
When he was a child.
My love for my son was patchy
As my influence on him was partial
When he has become a father.
My love for my son was little
As my influence on him is nil
When I became invalid.
Influence controls love.
29.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seasonally Adorned and Erased As Etched
Substituted duties saluted,
With a booting done...
Of those original attributes,
To dilute them and a significance...
That had inspired with influence.
Diminishing a longevity.
And a weakening encouraged,
Of a strengthened history...
That could nourish and flourish,
With a sustained courage.
But if those affected accept this...
Identities are quicker to switch,
Like the fading of fashioned fads.
With a reduction meant to be,
Of any sign of integrity.
Seasonally adorned...
And erased as etched,
From a designer's pad...
For another to sketch.
With no intent to have it last.
While delighting to see,
A pack of dogs fetch a bone...
As time from them is taken,
To humor the doers practicing their traps...
To induce those who condone what's shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faking It For Them Is Easy To Replicate
I've always believed poetry to be,
A depiction of life as seen.
Not a conversation between poets...
Trying to convince a public,
With influence a significance.
Whether real or imagined.
I've always believed poetry to be,
One's 'calling' like a ministry.
And without unnecessary bickering done,
By those who have no clue.
Or will ever have one!
As to what it takes to create.
Since faking it for them is easy to replicate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many people chase after success. Others pursue money. But I think the happiest people on earth Are the one's who have found significance. The real question of life must be What has significance for you
Examples We Set
There is nothing like an excuse made,
To clarify alibis.
That justify lies made...
To reduce the influence of truth.
And there is nothing like witnessing,
Children being accused...
Of not doing or knowing,
The right things to do...
From those examples we set,
For them to follow.
To then have truth confusely interpreted,
As a 'thing' easily created to have anyone believe...
If we insist upon it.
With conviction and fixed guilt free eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under The Influence
Written: paul politi and barry white
Floating on a cloud
Feeling high
It happens every time
Whenever Im with my guy
Tripping on love
And it feels so good
I cant help myself
And I wouldnt if I could
'cause hes got that certain touch
That Im addicted to
Loves really got a hold on me
And theres nothing I can do
Oh im, Im under the influence of love
And I know theres no doubt about it
Im under the influence of love
And I know I cant live without it
Moving over close
Cant get enough
Ive just got to have all of my babys love
And when Im alone
Feeling sad and blue
He gives me a shot of love
And Im as good as new
Helpless as I am
As if I dont care
His tenderness is what I miss
Whenever hes not here
Oh im, Im under the influence of love
And I know theres no doubt about it
Im under the influence of love
And I know I cant live without it
There just aint no one else
Who can bring out the love in me
So many guys have tried
They tried to capture my eye
But hes the only one I see
Oh, Im Im under the influence of love
And I know theres no doubt about it
Im under the influence of love
And I know I cant live without it
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Raised To Praise Ignorance
If mediocrity is selected as a favorite flavor,
Of the majority of people raised to praise ignorance.
Then mediocrity it will be,
To smother the influence of those most capable.
Although the ones more intelligent,
Have always been those in the so called minority!
And the evidence of that,
Is as clear as someone mistaking...
A mama grizzly bear for seasoned and trained rats!
Ideas are stolen,
To enhance the ones that have no competitive chance.
And that is not a rumor,
That is based upon identifiable facts!
'Show them how a wheel is made,
And they will run you down in a car they've built.
Show them the positive usage for making a fire,
And everything around you will be burned.
Show them the advantages of keeping a weapon,
And they will kill themselves.
But not until they do that to others first! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Will Anyone Understand the History of This?
If something has been intentionally diminished,
From its original significance...
Can it be reintroduced,
To be given its proper respect?
Will it be accepted?
Will a discovery of this then be protected?
If this is done...
Will those affected forgive and forget?
And if this has been done to someone sincere...
Should they carry a bitterness to be shown?
Should they be accused of having 'attitude'
And keep that as a defense...
To project to anyone approaching close.
Or wishes again to appear and come near?
Will anyone understand the history of this?
Or will something they did not start...
Be clearly understood and dismissed?
Like calling someone the 'N' word...
To later discover,
They have influence with Kings and Queens.
Barons who control resources....they know!
And other folks like this,
They don't brag about or show.
Should someone who has been reduced...
Excuse the ignorance that appears?
Or should they realize the environment that is?
To keep a peace of mind with them...
Knowing foolish nonsense like this is praised.
And where they are for the moment...
Is a place where the folks,
Have been raised to be crazed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under The Influence Of Love
walking on a cloud , feeling high
it happens every time,whenever I am with my guy
tripping on love and it feels so good
I cant help myself and I wouldnt if I could
but hes got that certain touch
that Im addicted to
loves really got a hold on me
and theres nothing that I can do
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know there aint no doubt about it
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know I just cant live without it
need another dose,cant get enough
Ive just got to have all of my babys love
and when Im alone feeling sad and blue
he gives me a shot of love and Im as good as new
helpless as I am and still I dont care
his tenderness is what I miss
whenever hes not here
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know there aint no doubt about it
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know I just cant live without it
there just aint no one else
who can bring out the love in me
so many guys Ive tried
theyve tried to get to my eyes
but hes the only one I see
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know there aint no doubt about it
oh I, Im under the influence of love
and I know I just cant live without it
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Common
Just because you do not wish something to exist,
Why must you campaign to destroy its presence?
To present and allow what you have created,
An influence to achieve a believable significance?
You will find you have wasted effort and time,
When those you are trying your best to convince.
Their own eyes to open wide do not connect to their minds!
Or belongs to them exclusively,
To be used for independent thinking to experience.
And believe this or not,
Many will be shocked to come to realize for themselves...
A kind of sense for them that you have yet to make.
And they will begin to regard this activity as common.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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