The More It Is Understood
The more I comprehend where I stand,
The more it is understood...
How my stances taken can offend.
And since I am not one to be defensive,
I can perceive why it is believed...
My strength is interpreted to be arrogance.
Since I am not one to be limited to definitions,
With a searching in my mind to find them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Editing My Assumptions
It is not as easy as it may appear,
To the one reading to listen...
With an open mind and attentive ears.
What for them,
May or may not be clear.
At times I find I am editing my assumptions.
With a wish to be understood,
Without diluting a comprehension...
To include something else believed is meant.
I allow myself this torment.
At times I find I am editing my assumptions,
Instead of leaving what has been said and meant...
To either be accepted or offend.
And feeling defensive is not my intension.
But neither can I define,
What might be on someone else's mind.
Especially at those times when I care less...
In the letting my assumptions go unedited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strength, Courage, Believe, And Strong
You gave me the strength
to get up when i fall down,
You gave me the strength
to pull myself through whatever
was holding me back,
You gave me the strength to
believe in myself when no one
really did.
You gave me the strength,
when all i wanted to do was cry,
You gave me courage when i
didnt have the guts to speak my mind to
others who were hurting me,
You gave me the courage
when i didnt want to stand up
for what was right and wrong.
You believed in me when people
told me I was nothing,
You believed in me when i said
i cant do something,
You kept me strong when
i felt like no one understood me,
YOU LET ME BE MYSELF.
By Latishia Johnson
[dont copy my poems, i work way to hard to have someone claiming my stuff as their's] THANKS ALOT
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Incredulous
Incredulous.
They stand deluded,
Inside their heads...
Fantasized.
Incredulous.
Those stances taken.
The heartbreaking done.
With a stubbornness unbecoming.
And a waste of time,
Spent faking.
So incredulous.
Empty rituals with untried faith.
And attempts to make,
What is not there to embrace,
With a 'reality' selected in its place.
Incredulous, yes!
On faces left and gone unaddressed.
And those that are not...
Must choose from them to leave.
Incredulous people,
ARE to be believed!
Do 'not' try to perceive them,
Otherwise.
Incredulous are those,
Who defy truth!
And wish to live their lives...
Totally in the worship of lies!
Incredulous!
And defying a mind satisfying,
Correctness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because Is A Pause Between Thoughts
'Because' is not a reason to give,
To remain the same.
With nothing held in the brain changed.
Because is a pause between thoughts,
And searching for sense to make.
But having none to appreciate the activity.
Thoughts,
To convince a sense is there.
And excuses a reason to think is not rare.
Because attached to a nothingness,
Provides one a purpose...
Believed to validate an inactive mind.
And a thoughtless mind in times like these,
May offend those who believe they are considerate.
And if so...
Of what? Why? And how is that shown?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Let My Confidence Offend
Please,
Don't let my confidence offend.
I did not always place my steps,
With such self assurance.
And when I first met my own arrogance,
Even I became overwhelmed...
With the flaunting of it.
My experiences and indifferences from others,
Witnessed.
Did this to me.
And when I discovered my own identity,
Well...
People were quick to abandon my honesty.
And so difficult it was for me to let them go.
Please,
Don't let my confidence offend.
I did not always place my steps,
With such self assurance.
And when I first met my own arrogance,
Even I became overwhelmed...
With the flaunting of it.
However...
Becoming use to it I've done.
You don't have to.
And this I completely understand if you don't.
But compensating where I am for you?
To show it can be done at your satisfaction?
Is not going to happen. Period. With no explanation!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Picture, Near It Or Close To The Frame
No matter what is said,
To another with words believed understood...
There will be a misinterpretation,
That is explained to someone else...
For that person to comprehend,
Within the limits of what they have experienced.
And everyone knows those experiences are different.
And if an experience is limited with no sense to make,
Eventually there will be yet another someone...
Who becomes offended,
By what was intentionally not meant to escalate...
For anyone else to hear in the first place.
But in small towns,
Nothing is left as it had initially originated.
'I just want you to know,
I heard what you said.
But I'll go ahead and forgive you anyway.'
~What did you hear that I said?
When you weren't there or in the conversation.~
'It doesn't matter.
Although you could have come to me first.'
~But what I said wasn't about you at all.
Nor were you,
In the picture, near it or close to the frame.~
'That's not what I heard.
And you don't have to explain.
I'm not into photography.
Or words I heard you want to now change.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Searching
I've been in search for a while now.
Although for what Im not quite sure.
I belive I want the answer to my troubles.
And the strength to move on.
I wish I could put things in the past where they belong.
But the search goes on and on.
Im trying to find what Im searching for.
But what am I searching for.
I dont quite know.
I've been searching for a long time.
But just what am I searching for?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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From Day One
As soon as you get the picture,
After it has downloaded in its entirety...
In your mind that's beginning to broaden.
And you have matured enough to comprehend.
I hope you are able to move your lips,
To find and express an apology to me and others...
You went out of your way to offend with obscenities.
Now that you can clearly see,
Who has and has not been in your corner,
From day One.
And I hope I am in the right mood when and 'if',
That should happen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Acceptance and Compliancy
Acceptance is not the same as compliancy.
Although both definitions suggest flexibility.
Acceptance is done after comprehension comes.
And one compliant seems to be more submissive,
Technically.
With actions that are specific,
To what is defined and made understood.
And one who accepts definitions,
May argue with an understanding...
That attention and answers are expected to be given,
When asked!
With someone 'qualified' to deliver what appeases.
Or no one sleeps!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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However It's Interpreted
However it's interpreted,
It's what it is.
And there's no need to nitpick,
It's what it is.
Whoever wants to take a risk,
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
It's what it is!
However it gets twisted,
It's what it is.
And gossipying wont change it,
It's what it is.
Whomever may not like it,
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
It's what it isI
If we live we've got to pay,
It's what it is.
And paying dues no one escapes,
It's what it is.
However it's interpreted,
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
It's what it is!
However it's interpreted,
It's what it is.
And throwing fits makes little sense,
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
And throwing fits makes little sense,
It's what it is.
However it's interpreted,
It's what it is.
It's what it is.
It's what it is!
However it's interpreted,
It's what it is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We All Could Use A Big Pinch
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
We all,
Have been 'there' in emotional need.
But choosing to be alone...
With those needs going unknown.
We all wish to be fed,
That which is in our hearts.
But expressed with hot heads.
We all want sometimes,
To be on someone else's mind.
Caring less...
They have their own desires to address.
And when that from them is confessed...
We then expose our centered selfishness.
Oh yes!
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
To leave...
Some with no choice but to voice,
Obscenities heard screaming...
To get that attention publicly!
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a...
OUCH!
Why did you do that?
~I thought that was a request.
For a message you needed help to get!
We 'all' could use a big pinch,
Of more commone sense.
With a feeling that is believed...
To leave no one unconvinced! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Becomes Of The Brokenhearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Loves happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind maybe
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come tumbling down
Everyday heartaches grow a little stronger
I cant stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows searching for light
Cold and alone no comfort in sight
Hoping and praying or someone to care
Always moving and going nowhere
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind baby
Im searching though I dont succeed
But someone look theres a growing need
Oh he is lost theres no place for beginning
All thats left is an unhappy ending
Now what becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Ill be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care
Ill be looking every day
I know Im gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I will find a way somehow
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe
The roots of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumbling down
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I cant stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows searching for light
Cold and alone no comfort in sight
Hoping and praying for someone who cares
Always moving and going nowhere
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Help me, please
Im searching though I dont succeed
For someones love theres a growing need
All is lost theres no place for beginning
All thats left is an unhappy ending
Now what becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Ill be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care
Ill be looking every day
I know Im gonna find a way
Nothings going to stop me now
Ill find a way somehow
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, maybe
Oh yeah
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
song performed by by Westlife
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Nothing Like A One On One Done
It seems so easy to perceive,
Weakness interpreted...
From someone believed to be sensitive.
Judgements are quick to pass,
On these types of people classified as such.
And connected to emotions.
It seems so easy...
To pick people like this to play dirty tricks.
Until one does it.
And the chances of them getting away,
Unscathed with it...
Is zero.
Although it is fun to see,
An unsuspected fear in the eyes...
Of those caught off guard and quite surprised,
By a bit of unsweetened reality...
Delivered upfront and personally.
There is nothing like a one on one done!
For fun AND sport.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Reluctance To Comprehend Basic Concepts
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
Anyone focused on speaking above one's head,
Has already shown a reluctance to comprehend...
Basic concepts.
And that is revealed the moment their mouths open,
With the first word spoken to impress.
And the words that follow next,
Are remarkably more hollow.
With nothing to digest from the emptiness.
And disconnected is the mind from the lips.
As observed by anyone's eyes consciously witnessing this.
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
But then again...
To do this and not offend.
And be able to fit in without attracting attention,
Is a gift that comes with unlimited potential!
And one that is given with blessings,
That amazingly goes unnoticed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Searching
Searching not sure what I'll find
I hope I find a piece of mind and
Maybe strengten my committment of being humble and kind
also
The courage to leave all negativity behind
To find
A resolution
that will finally work this time
Still searching
and
Thus far all I find
Is a person with a
purpose to continue to find
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Freedom (1960's)
To stand forth in strength;
The strength of wisdom,
The strength of knowledge,
The strength of power,
The strength to stand tall,
The strength to say nay,
The strength to be proud,
To be strong, able and wise,
Down this road true freedom lies...
poem by Karl Stuart Kline
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Fitting Conditions One Accepts
Look for them.
Definitions!
They will be there.
Used for what they are...
To become redefined,
To suit minds seeking reason.
On their terms.
To find a value that expresses,
One's way of life.
To either correct or ignore,
What is right.
To apply these definitions...
Fitting conditions one accepts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Be Understood
Nothing believed comes,
If one should run from it.
And...
Nothing believed comes,
If one is stunned by it.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who become offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
Observe and listen with a sitting,
Not too many do.
Too many are quick with their lips,
And...
Prove they are rude.
To then to accuse,
Someone to be abusive.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who become offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
And wounds are never mended.
With a healing recommended...
'Cause...
People wish to brood as they choose.
Nothing is comprehended,
To understand.
And...
Those who are offended,
Often demand...
To be understood.
But they aren't listening,
As they could and they should.
No they're not listening as they should and they could.
And if they listen they would be understood.
No they don't listen to,
Be understood.
No they don't listen like they could and should.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Still Searching
Im a drifter who has lost his way
And Im still searching for my dream
A wandering nomad with no home to stay
Just like a gypsy or a refugee
Lookin at another sign for another town
Wondering if Im ever gonna settle down
Or am I gonna keep on searchin till my dying day
Chorus:
Still searching, still searching, still lookin, all alone
Till I find myself a home
Still searching, still searching, just like a rolling stone
Destination still unknown
When all my energy starts letting me down
I get this feeling Ill be still wandering round
Still searching, still workin, still lookin
Until I find a way
This world is full of restless souls
Sleeping rough and living day to day
Drifters who left families wondering why they went away
Perhaps thats how I wanna be
While Im looking for some peace of mind
How can I find security?
A restless spirit who cant reach his goal
Cant find a home until Ive found my soul
Still hitchin rides and lookin for a place to go
Chorus
Still searching, still searching, still searching
Until my dying day, oh yeah
Why? yeah
Surprise, surprise
Still searching, still workin, still lookin
Until I find my way
Im a drifter who has lost his way
And Im still searching for my dream
song performed by by Kinks
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