Subtle Tease
We're not on the same track.
Or sitting on the same pew.
If fact,
The only thing we have in common.
Is not having anything...
Approaching it.
One set of 'I do's...'
Is enough for me and you!
At one time I attempted with you,
To have a comfortable fit.
And you told me I wasn't good enough.
Then you disappeared on me.
Packed and did a quick split!
Tearing me apart emotionally.
And I remember every bit of it!
So glad am I now that those days,
Do not exist.
Nor do I intend to reverse my steps...
To converse with you,
How my wounds were nursed.
And who was there...
To mend and repair!
With frequent visits to heal my 'lift'.
In moments of my urgent,
And lonely despair.
That's already enough to share.
And I'm sure my well-being...
Has long been absent from your care.
We're not on the same track.
Or sitting on the same pew.
If fact,
The only thing we have in common.
Is not having anything...
Approaching it.
One set of 'I do's...'
Is enough for me and you!
But I do feel flattered,
By the way you lick your lips.
As if some of 'this' you see...
You are going to get!
Not even a quick screw to reminisce...
Will I consider.
For the three minute limit,
You use to set...
For our butt nakedness!
Unless...
You consider raising the 'ante'?
I am a bit slower now,
To produce those youthful miracles.
However...
You can do that licking of the lip thing again!
One never knows,
What's on the mind of Mother Nature.
'Or Father Time! '
I see you're still such a 'subtle' tease!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Urgent
Youre not shy, you get around
You wanna fly, dont want your feet on the ground
You stay up, you wont come down
You wanna live, you wanna move to the sound
Got fire in your veins
Burnin hot but you dont feel the pain
Your desire is insane
You cant stop until you do it again
But sometimes I wonder as I look in your eyes
Maybe youre thinking of some other guy
But I know, yes I know, how to treat you right
Thats why you call me in the middle of the night
You say its urgent
So urgent, so oh oh urgent
Just wait and see
How urgent my love can be
Its urgent
You play tricks on my mind
Youre everywhere but youre so hard to find
Youre not warm or sentimental
Youre so extreme, you can be so temperamental
But Im not looking for a love that will last
I know what I need and I need it fast
Yeah, theres one thing in common that we both share
Thats a need for for each other anytime, anywhere
It gets so urgent
So urgent
You know its urgent
I wanna tell you its the same for me
So oh oh urgent
Just you wait and see
How urgent our love can be
Its urgent
You say its urgent
Make it fast, make it urgent
Do it quick, do it urgent
Gotta rush, make it urgent
Want it quick
Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
So urgent, emergency
Emer... emer... emer...
Its urgent
song performed by by Foreigner
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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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Not Part Of My Job Description
I am not trying to make sense.
Or find a place where it is common.
I've traveled those avenues before.
Today I have distanced myself from the search.
And those explanations about lost connections...
With an admitted obligation,
To sacrifice one's time...
In a devoted commitment to help mend,
Those of broken misunderstandings?
That is not my mission.
I deliver messages,
That's it.
Wasting time sitting to convince...
Is not part of my job description.
When were those understandings broken?
And who did not comprehend an existing split?
I would think,
Those folks are the ones...
Who should be choked up with guilt!
Trying to heal these emotional 'riffs'.
Not me!
I've done my 'tears-cried-alone' bit.
With a completed paid donation made to that charity.
I am not trying to make sense.
Or find a place where it is common.
I've traveled those avenues before.
Do I dare to retrace my footsteps?
Suggestion...
Do not wait or anticipate a response.
There will be none forthcoming.
Not to that question.
And not from my lips will one come.
I'm done with repeated aggravation.
Today I have distanced myself from the search.
And those explanations about lost connections...
With an admitted obligation,
To sacrifice one's time for the 'right-thing-to-do'.
In a devoted commitment to help mend,
Those of broken misunderstandings?
Hey...
That is not my mission.
Or a condition of my 'contract'.
I've tried that and was reminded I didn't fit in!
I deliver messages,
That's it.
Wasting time sitting,
To convince...
Which advice to follow?
And who should do it?
Is not part of my job description.
F.A.T.
And I aint talking about what to do,
With anybody's 'fat' either!
Or furthering ambitious thoughts.
Or feed any ducks to prepare to pluck.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Things That Make Me Happy
When I see the Sun
The sun up in the sky
And when the rays they
They glisten off your eyes
And when your eyes
Yeah when your eyes meet mine
That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy
And when I wake up to
To a brand new day
When we back our bags and
We take off on our way
And when we lose track
When we lose track of time
That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy
And when the clock
Yeah when the clock strikes 5
I’m heading home to you
And I’m feeling so alive
And when I pull in
Yeah when I pull into your drive
That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that me happy
And in the afternoon
When were feeling the warm breeze
And we can see it
Go brushing through the trees
It makes me feel so
It makes me feel so fancy free
And that’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy
And when the music
Goes rolling through my mind
Songs that could bring
Eyesight to the blind
And when we sing
We sing along with all the words we find
That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy
poem by Tim David Cook
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Quick
Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.
Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.
Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.
Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Exchanging Of Footsteps
Could it still be a possibility,
That one's life lived exclusively...
Running away from responsibility,
Can learn after many years spent...
Ignoring the benefits obtained,
In acquiring skills in arithmetic.
Or the process it takes to comprehend,
What has been read to broaden a limitation...
Accepted in one's head instead,
To begin to attach those pieces that fit.
And they eventually could sit patiently,
With a doing of this?
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Many dismissing the discipline it takes,
To quietly absorb a practice in listening...
Actually wait until it's too late,
To find someone desiring to teach an adult...
To undo those childish stunts in a mind done.
Even children in their fifties can learn!
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
A willingness to waste another's time,
Is okay.
Until it has become decided,
Someone's seriousness is ready to be displayed.
And...
Is reason enough to give away,
Those experiences acquired by someone else.
And we all can participate in the joys of life.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
There are people all over the place,
Willing to sacrifice their time, minds and efforts...
With their experiences suffered alone to condone,
In an exchanging of footsteps!
All it takes...
Is just for 'one' of us to let this be known.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Let us, you and me...and Mother Love,
Just for a few moments abandon realities!
And...
Use our minds to perceive of this,
Idealistically.
'Yep!
Didn't I tell you?
They were doing much more,
Than the changing of test scores...
In the teacher's lounge.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Packing Her Jack Daniels
She taught high school.
With the eagerness of a beaver.
Breath sweeten with peppermint.
With a quick wisp of her preferred beverage.
Scenting the air like mouth wash.
She would teach to her students,
Those required subjects and about life.
How to keep it real...
With a tad of spice.
The students liked her!
And she was quite nice.
But behind her desk...
In a small container.
She would keep her Jack Daniels,
Packed in ice.
Packing her Jack Daniels...
She disguised in a bottle,
Labelled 'Tonic For a Quick Lift'.
Everyone saw it.
And no one thought anything of it.
She did this for more than ten years!
And no one suspected a thing.
She was always cheerful and inebriated.
And sometimes she would stray in her lectures...
Bringing the kids to laugh to tears.
With 'Tonic For a Quick Lift' grasped tightly in her hand...
She would take a 'swig' now and then,
Do a little gargle...
Before she sat.
Daring not to stand.
And after school she would cruise,
Down her favorite avenue.
With a small nip bottle of 'Jack' close by.
As she would spy on her students.
Or so she told the police.
Who would constantly stop her...
For suspicions of DUI.
'Ma'am...
Have you been drinking? '
~Of course not!
What makes you think I've been drinking?
I am a respectable 'educator and motivator'.~
'Well...
I've watched you for more than fifteen minutes.
And you've been driving in circles on the track field,
On school property.'
~I'm preparing my next lecture.
Entitled, 'Keep On the Right Track'.~
'Ma'am...
I'm gonna have to ask you to step out of the vehicle.'
~But I only have my slip on! '
'I know!
Remember me from last week?
That's when I stopped you...
And you were then preparing your speech,
On Extracurricular Activities.
And I was off duty then! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Till The Right Man Comes Along
Its time to face the music
Tonight I came to use it
You never know
Who youre gonna meet in here
I thought Id never find it
The dark and handsome kind
I used to dream of
And now youre standing there
Though youre looking good to me
It doesnt mean that you can do as you please
No no no no
Chorus
Oh baby youre the best thing in my life
But a one track mind is what you got
Oh baby youre the best bet here tonight
And a one track mind is worth a lot
Ive got no good reason to believe well last for long
But thats good enough for me till the right man comes along
Ive waited for a lover
The kind wholl stay forever
You look to me
Like the sort of man I need
Its not the best scenario
But now Ive found you Im letting you go
Chorus
Oh baby youre the best thing in my life
But a one track mind is what you got
Oh baby youre the best bet here tonight
And a one track mind is worth a lot
For the perfect guy maybe I should be holding on
And with you I could till the right man
Till the right man comes along
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Wounds don’t heal
My wounds don’t heal,
Get real that I have to deal with this,
Known as the girl that got hurt,
Known as a nobody,
My wounds haven’t even covered or be healed,
Its just a memory I understand that,
But my wounds haven’t heal yet,
Knowing that I was raped, hurt, broken hearted, feeling lonely,
But I am not lonely no more I have someone that’s there for me and I understand that the fact that he loves me and I love him,
Even thou only time can tell,
But did time fixed my wounds,
Did time fixed the hurt I feel,
No I don’t think so,
I feel as if I where a ghost,
Ghost of the past,
My wounds might heal but the past haunts me.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Do The Right Thing
Once you told me you were gonna love me
That it was meant to be and theres no other way
Then came someone showed you more fun
Weve had a good run better think it over
Do the right thing baby do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
Hes got a good line, shows you a good time
Did he change your mind guess its your move
Ill lose my pride Id even step aside
Honey you really must decide whos best for you
Do the right thing baby do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
Do the right thing baby do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
You might chose me or chose to lose me
Someday youll see the good thing you had
Do the right thing baby do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
Do the right thing baby do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
Go with your heart and do the right thing
song performed by by George Strait
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Where Does The Time Go?
Ive got a great big problem that I cant fix.
I think its quarter to three when its half past six.
Everythings early or way too late.
Now I never can remember the day and the date.
Never used to be this much trouble before.
I used to watch the clock but not anymore.
I used to keep track of the time Id lose,
But now the whole thing has me so confused.
I have to find a new job every week or so,
cause no one needs a man whos always fast or slow.
Still youll get no complaint from me,
But what can the answer be?
Where does the time go when Im with you?
How many hours do I lose every day?
They recombine when Im missing you,
Slowing me down like a digital delay.
Where does the time go when Im with you?
Why does it seem like theres never enough?
Its just like Im living split in two.
Two kinds of time when youre out and in love.
Theres only so much pleasure a man can take,
til his brain starts to go and his senses fade.
Doesnt need to eat or drink or sleep.
Cant feel a thing cause hes in too deep.
Walks around thinking that the world is fine,
While an alien force takes over his mind.
And then he throws away every single dime,
And the last thing to go is his sense of time.
But then if youre having fun,
Who cares if youre that far gone?
They tell me that times not free.
What did time ever do for me?
And if I dont see thats wrong,
Then maybe Im too far gone.
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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I May Play Aound With My Own Gifts
I remember once,
Of having the nature of giving.
And enthusiastic,
By the mere participation...
In the doing of it.
But when I heard from others' lips,
I should not expect most...
To feel that same way.
And there I was in heated sweat...
With the giving of myself,
Assisting them?
With the expanding,
Of their expressed creativeness.
Someone wasn't getting what I had attempted,
To enlist.
Someone attempted to take my experiences,
And make a mockery of it.
And when I discovered being looked upon,
As a fool for doing this! ?
There were no long goodbyes with sighs.
My eyes I placed on an exit.
And I through that exit I went quick.
I may play aound with my own gifts.
But for others to do it?
That's not allowed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Extra Ordinary pt.2 Extraordinarily Jaded (c) 1-6-10
I know my heart’s a little jaded
Because of the fact that he procreated me
All my life my daddy wouldn’t play with me
But was quick to find where I was when somebody had bad things to say to me
Even though my own person I’ve soon to have mastered
Even though truly I can say I was raised as a bastard
My step pops was there but mostly made my mother cry
Leavin late at night makin her think he was left to die
It’s difficult to live knowin that the one who bore you doesn’t care
If you’re in jail or in trouble or even alive and to me it wasn’t fair
When people would have father/son activities and I was always alone
There’s no way you can beg forgiveness of 16 years can never be atoned
With anything you try or any last ditch effort you make
That’s like askin the hands of a mouse and a leopard to shake
Just a snowball fight that’s all that what have probably sufficed
But what I’m guessin you didn’t have enough time to sacrifice for me
You see you’ll miss my graduation and the day I’m baptized you see
But all that could’ve changed only if you would’ve realized its me
I remember a while back when Grandma told me well to hell with you
And now she’s not here and I felt I could’ve saved her, now I feel it too
Her words to me were soft and her yolk was kindly
And she always managed to get me when you “couldn’t find me”
I used to defend our name but now I see why everyone would doubt you
I thought in my life some day there would be somethin you’d amount to
The only good thing you’ve ever brought me was that I got the name Threet from you
My mom never knew her dad but I say its worse when he lives down the street from you
You know there was a time I once thought that I’d blow up like Chiaotzu
But now I realize I can actually live without you
poem by Corey Threet
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I Am That Dream
I wish you knew,
That.
I can see,
That.
You and I are...
On the right track.
And,
As a matter of fact...
I am that dream,
You need!
I hope one day,
That.
We both can say,
That.
We're so glad we met.
Never to regret or let...
Moments we come to love,
Be the ones thoughtlessly tossed away.
Or allow anything to come in our way...
To lose those moments we come to love!
We will come to choose to be together,
Forever.
This I know.
With nothing to prove...
To one another.
You and I will come to show this.
Somehow...
That too I know!
And like a dream that appears...
I am here.
As clear as my touch!
No one else for you will do!
You are in my head and heart.
Making true,
My dreams too!
I wish you knew,
That.
I can see,
That.
You and I are...
On the right track.
And,
As a matter of fact...
I am that dream,
You need!
Believe it!
I am that dream,
You thought...
Would never come to be!
Believe it!
No one for you will do...
But me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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New American Classic
You've got to get better.
Say it's all in your head.
We could live through these letters
Or forget it all together.
See the months they don't matter.
It's the days I can't take
When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away.
Just ask the question.
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
say you won't care.
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it,
But there's not a doubt,
And there's one thing I can do nothing about.
Well all that we need is just a reaction,
It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore
If chasing our dreams is just a distraction,
I want to remember when I know that I can't go back.
Just ask the question.
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
say you won't care.
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it (Try to avoid it),
But there's not a doubt,
And there's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing about.
(Finally)
Just ask the question (Just ask the question).
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
And retrace the steps (Retrace the steps)
as if we forgot.
Say you won't care.
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it (Try to avoid it),
But there's not a doubt
And there's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing about.
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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Turn Of The Screw
Do you feel the turn of the screw?
Pushing harder, breaking through
It's better than you ever knew
Now it gets to take care of you
I won't go and tell it
Don't bet you're due
It swings enough to know the truth
It even left you black and blue
Never stop when there's nothing left to do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
You never thought what they say could be
One night alone and you would see
I think you'll take back all those doubts
Now you know what the talk was all about
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
Turn, Turn, Turn it around
Turn, Turn, Turn it here on the ground
Turn, Turn, Turn it around
Turn, Turn, Turn it here on the ground
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
The thing you said you'd never do
The turn of the screw, the turn of the screw
There's no backing out once you've turned the screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw
The Turn of the Screw1
song performed by by 1208
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Very Few Are Concerned
Whatever it is that has come to sit in your mind,
That you find you are now ready to come to grips with...
I hope you are ready,
To grab a hold onto this fact...
People have moved on!
And very few are concerned with that!
Lessons learned,
Have put some on the right track!
The time to act is when the situation presents itself.
When it is in your face with clarity.
Not to brush to the side as if it does not exist.
That day might arrive when it opens your head,
With a consciousness you can not resist.
Like now!
When you're the only one making time for it!
When time for it has gone!
You will find no one here,
Hungering to reminisce.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Lesson
Listen to all
Listen to none
But remember this thing
You are the one who realize
Learn everything
Learn nothing
But remember this thing
You are the one who understand
Go everywhere
Go nowhere
But remember this thing
You are the one who search
Believe the hard one
Believe the easy one
But remember this thing
You are the one who follow
Think the worst
Think the finest
But remember this thing
You are the one who decide
Read what’s written
Read what’s hidden
But remember this thing
You are the one who feel
See the dark
See the light
But remember this thing
You are the one who watch
Dream the ordinary
Dream the impossible
But remember this thing
You are the one who hope
Try the best
Try the rest
But remember this thing
You are the one who fight
Say it straight
Say it carefully
But remember this thing
You are the one who mean it
Love you care
Love you don’t
But remember this thing
You are the one who give
Live the truth
Live the lie
But remember this thing
You are the one who grow
Do what you desire
Do what’s been ordered
But remember this thing
You are the one who responsible
Touch it rough
Touch it smooth
But remember this thing
You are the one who keep
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wait
(jack hues)
Streetcorners seem designed to lie in wait
For a chance to get involved in lovers fate
And this one seems as good as any Ive seen
So wait here with me until six-fifteen
Chorus:
Im waiting for you
But youre very late
I know youll come anyway
And I can hardly wait
Evidently
Theres a difficulty
I know youll come anyway
And I can hardly wait
Wait
I see you approaching youre the eyes of the crowd
The traffic and people, God theyre all so loud
But in a couple of moments they will all disappear
Because were ever so close when were ever so near
Repeat chorus
Punctuality
Was never much to me
Being yourself is the main thing
Forget about the time
Forget about the time
Being yourself is the main thing
The main thing
The main thing love
song performed by by Wang Chung
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