There Are Those Who Stimulate
There are those who stimulate,
Just by the ignorance of their agitation.
And others seeking attention,
To compensate for their lack of talent...
Will annoy until someone responds.
And still there are some,
Who hate themselves so much...
They seek forums,
To announce their agonies....
With a self infliction,
Too obvious to dismiss.
Even their cries for help,
Seem to irritate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Then Leave
The seeking to get attention business,
Isn't all what it cracks up to be.
Those who seek no attention,
Are chased by those disbelieving,
No one wants to keep peace selfishly...
To be left alone.
And these might be the ones who first sought attention,
Initially.
Now...
Those who seek to get attention,
And with passion disguised by a lust...
Accompanied with deep breathing,
Could frighten someone seeking just to tease.
To then leave quietly...
To then go home to self satisfy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bestowing of a False Glow
Those of superficial minds,
Will find someway to maneuver themselves
Into a spotlight of some kind.
Even if it takes embellishment,
To get there to bask in a bestowing of a false glow!
Insecure with mediocre talent and so-so skills,
And quick to announce...
Their less than fantastic accomplishments.
Often leaving people to discover they've become amused.
Until they are confronted with their obvious lack of discipline!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hate Me
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
I want to show the lie you're living in.
But I won't cause you can't accept the truth.
You're an abscess that just wont go away.
The pain is here to stay.
A message I'm here to relay.
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I just don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
The signs have been so obvious.
Why can't you see?
A blind man at least has a cane as he walks down the street.
Are you ready for the fall.
I'm sorry but I won't pick you back up again.
I already have once came to your defense.
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I just don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
Why is it so hard to let go?
I just want to let the frost grow.
Let the distance divide.
Never melt this ice off my heart again.
Neither of us are what we once were.
Does that even bother you?
The signs have been so obvious.
Why can't you see.
A blind man at least has a cane as he walks down the street.
Are you ready for the fall.
I'm sorry but I won't pick you back up again.
I already have once came to your defense.
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I just don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
I want to show the lie you're living in.
But I won't cause you can't accept the truth.
You're an abscess that just wont go away.
The pain is here to stay.
A message I'm here to relay.
Okay, Okay, Okay.
I will not be sucked in.
I'm sorry my friend.
But that's just not happening.
It's time reverse course.
Raise the sail to catch the wind going the other direction.
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I just don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
So please by all means.
Do whatever you can do to bring the pain.
It will not even leave a stain.
No scars upon my stars.
They're as they were.
They're as they are.
You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I just don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,
The words are final.
Written and carved into this granite stone.
I'll still remember when your gone.
All I see now is another rising dawn.
With cries and smiles setting the landscapes colors.
That little black dot is all that is left of what was once of you.
song, lyrics by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Overloaded Ego
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most.
There are those who have the talent,
For being obnoxious.
Saying anything...
To agitate their lack of skills,
To rise to the top!
With sleaze categorizing,
Ambitions they will never ever drop.
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
Yes!
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most...
At any given opportunity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Disturbed
Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.
An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diversity And Inclusion
Forums held on diversity and inclusion,
Seem to reveal one thing...
There has been a reluctance to admit,
Divisions exist.
And those wishing to address this,
In open forums...
Are trying to make attempts,
To express in an intelligent way...
How best to have everyone accept,
A way of life that should be lived...
Without having discussions,
About respecting others...
And their cultures.
To have forums, receptions...
And invitations sent,
Is still not admitting...
And enforcement of ignorance.
With an indoctrination,
To allow those to still not strip themselves...
Of hidden insecurities,
That keep themselves at a disadvantage.
A forum I would suggest?
How We Messed Up Other People's Lives!
With A Request They Forget How This Was Done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Too Am Divorced From Monotony
Will I bite you?
Of course.
As sure as you can irritate.
And annoy without hesitation.
And you're in my face,
With expectations I show diplomacy.
When you are clearly the one out of order
Now...
If you had asked if I was patient,
That would have been more appropriate.
But due to your approach...
I have no reason but to respect you.
You obviously have not met,
Those who believe they know me.
And asking if I bite,
You must have heard that through rumors.
Did you?
'No!
You just look as if you could.
And I find that attractive.'
Oh.
I see.
You are a lover of adventure?
'Of course.
I too am divorced...
From monotony! '
You,
On the other hand...
May get your breakfast served in my bed!
I am available.
Are you?
'I thought I was making that obvious.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Distractions
Distractions
~
I seek to distract myself
So thoughts will not be forgotten
More kept elsewhere for a while
Have them otherwise entertained
A busy mind has no time to idle
To wander about the what ifs and whys
Those fruitless agonies considered
In the dull silences and quiet hours
It’s a duel of attention, distraction
When strong thoughts resist my ignorance
A book becomes a struggle
While the wayward mind wanders still
Thoughts resist to be kept at bay
However I seek to distract myself
To leave certain thoughts for a while
That I may rest my soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Even If They Have to Annoy
Why do they waste time,
Trying to find the deeds of others...
Insignificant!
When their own activities,
Produce little to none at all.
None to announce a coming stampede,
To awaken a sleeping community with news!
These folks are not that tremendous.
Nor are their jaw dropping, heart stopping
Accomplishments!
And they elaborate in detail,
About the years they have spent...
Doing something of relevance,
For some cause somewhere...
Somehow.
For someone...
At one time or another.
But it is not the insignificance found,
They question.
As much as it is the time those find,
Pointing out what others are not doing...
To highlight the obviousness of their lack of inactivity!
These folks want attention by any means necessary.
Even if they have to annoy to get it!
And they can become quite annoying when ignored.
Demanding.
And obnoxious!
But they will be the first to tell you...
Why and how they do what they do.
No matter if that time has been given or not,
It will be taken!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Charlotte - Cemetary
I need a change
Not to immitate, to irritate
All the world to hate
Maybe late
Always sing together all day without you
I guess it's fate
I live in a cemetary
Full of good will and integrity
I have no specialty
Here's your warning
I'll give you click click boom
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
(intrumental)
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate...
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Cemetery
I need a change
Not to immitate, to irritate
All the world to hate
Maybe late
Always sing together all day without you
I guess it's fate
I live in a cemetary
Full of good will and integrity
I have no specialty
Here's your warning
I'll give you click click boom
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
(intrumental)
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate...
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Declaring Something Popular
Declaring someone or something popular,
Invites the critics like flies...
To a horse's tail.
Like one's urgent need,
To use an available toilet.
When people seeking to smear,
That which they can not stomach...
When a popularity has been endeared.
Why?
Jealousy, envy.
And a need to compensate,
For those nagging insecurities that hide...
Unmentioned latent dreams of getting attention,
For anything done they do.
No matter what it is.
All they seek to be is popular.
With a making of attempts,
To diminish the popularity...
Of that which has been declared.
And the evidence of that is everywhere.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They who lack talent expect things to happen without effort. They ascribe failure to a lack of inspiration or ability, or to misfortune, rather than to insufficient application. At the core of every true talent there is an awareness of the difficulties inherent in any achievement, and the confidence that by persistence and patience something worthwhile will be realized. Thus talent is a species of vigor.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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Find New Ways to Annoy
To those who annoy...
For purposes to gain attention.
And other conscious efforts,
Motivated by childhood deprivation.
Or something connected,
To a seeking not found.
Listen up!
Find new ways to annoy.
Don't just do it,
Because it is enjoyed and routine.
Make this a process of your creativity.
Revel with refreshed integrity involved.
Build upon it.
And you can...
Take pride that 'your' annoyance done,
Is second to none.
With an established identity,
Only you can deliver!
Only 'you' can prevent...
Hand-me-down-annoyances.
Make that your goal.
Think it over.
You can develop your own customed genre.
*Annoyances From The Heart*
Or something like that.
Just don't annoy for the hell of it!
Make it your concentrated area,
Of a deliberate artform.
And, If you'd like...
I'll provide you with a list of folks,
To test market your service.
I see success there for you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Light spreads over the dark
The writer proves his talent
In front of those who lack it.
The singer proves his talent
In front of those who lack it.
So do every artist, high and low.
We applaud one whose skill we lack.
23.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Guitar (Can't Keep From Crying)
(one, two, three, four)
Found myself out on a limb
But Im happier than Ive ever been
But this guitar cant keep from crying
Learned to get up when I fall
Can even climb rolling stone walls
But this guitar cant keep from crying
This here guitar can feel quite sad
Can be high strung, sometimes get mad
Cant understand or deal with hate
Responds much better to love
I though by now you knew the score
But you missed the point just like before
And this guitar cant keep from crying
(this) guitar, it cant keep from crying
This guitar cant keep from crying
This here guitar can feel quite sad
Can be high strung, sometimes get mad
It cant understand or deal with hate
Responds much better to love
While you attack, create offence
Ill put it down to your ignorance
But this guitar it cant keep from crying
This guitar cant keep from crying
This guitar cant keep from crying
This guitar cant keep from crying
song performed by by George Harrison
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This Guitar
(one, two, three, four)
Found myself out on a limb
But i'm happier than i've ever been
But this guitar can't keep from crying
Learned to get up when i fall
Can even climb rolling stone walls
But this guitar can't keep from crying
This here guitar can feel quite sad
Can be high strung, sometimes get mad
Can't understand or deal with hate
Responds much better to love
I though by now you knew the score
But you missed the point just like before
And this guitar can't keep from crying
(this) guitar, it can't keep from crying
This guitar can't keep from crying
This here guitar can feel quite sad
Can be high strung, sometimes get mad
It can't understand or deal with hate
Responds much better to love
While you attack, create offence
I'll put it down to your ignorance
But this guitar it can't keep from crying
This guitar can't keep from crying
This guitar can't keep from crying
This guitar can't keep from crying
song performed by by George Harrison
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Rotated
The one chasing
Like a captor after prey...
Is only in it for the hunt,
Like one on the prowl...
Seeking to exhaust a fresh stunt,
Used to amuse
And display in play.
Although obvious and tired,
Are tactics employed...
No one can tell the one hunting,
Actions rotated are actions that annoy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Equally Sheltered And Confused
You can not believe what is going on?
And in your disbelief,
You seek and explanation for it?
Perhaps you should ask yourself this question...
'Where have I been not to have been a witness.
And how much of reality,
Have I chosen to dismiss? '
Whatever it is that is in existence today,
To even admit not to have known about this...
Is to personally announce the living in denial.
And the mind that you have,
Is both isolated and limited.
Leaving you not alone to share this point of view,
With others who too...
Are equally sheltered and confused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Consistent Bitter Lipping
Out to steal another's thunder,
Those seeking the spotlight complain...
That one who solicits an attention,
Isn't deserving of it.
And...
Such attention should be given to them to claim.
Obsessed with their possessed jealousies,
Nothing from those envious gets done...
But a consistent bitter lipping!
With an ignorance to remove,
Those of influence from their environment.
And when that succeeds they plead for unity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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