There Is A Depth There To Share
Superficial surfaces,
Interpreted...
Are often neglected to produce regret.
You have never visited...
Where my emotions,
Live comfortably to sit.
Nor have any of our conversations,
Left neither of us to ponder meaning...
That expressed a desire to explore some depth.
A physical attraction may satisfy temporarily.
But that does not mean instant chemistry...
Can be expected to enjoy mutually.
And yet you wish from me to accept,
Impressions you make...
By a look of a tailored way you dress.
You have never visited...
Where my emotions,
Live comfortably to sit.
Although you voice your opinions,
With assumptions of my feelings.
Without a prioritized time given...
To meet, greet and introduce,
In an exchange we both confess.
A quality meeting we have not done yet.
For either one of us to say...
There is a depth there to share we both respect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whatever That Is That Teases
My goal?
Is to live my life,
Without the selling of my soul.
Although I've been tempted on many occasions,
To go for the bling and satisfy my passions.
Or whatever that is that teases to leave.
But I often found myself comfortably dressed,
With no intentions to impress...
Anyone who could not comprehend,
The depths of my steadfast compassion.
Addressed to prioritized and within me stays.
There are some things I can not temporarily undo.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Exchange Of Values Have Come To Upset
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose.
Just to have 'things' to present an image,
Seems to be on the wane for those drained...
And doing the best they can,
To recover from the quick presence of reality.
Many had never met reality so personalized before.
And the experience has been breathtaking.
Even though...
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose,
There still remain those...
Clinging onto their delusions,
Since this is the only reality they know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Believe In You.... Dear
life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again
life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die
life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you
your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am
life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone
life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends
poem by Antonio Liao
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Regardless of My Needs
Babysitting emotions,
Of those of aging rusty butts...
Does not set well with my adult outlook.
Since I know what it takes,
To pave the path I make.
No one has held my hand,
To prevent mistakes I took like a man.
And I can not stomach those who fake,
Heartbreak because of situations they create.
Or try to diminish their disasters done to others...
As nothing more than an oversighted blemish.
And hear them make attempts,
To run from their misdeeds like wimps!
I'm not living my life to run and hide.
Nor will I take the time to listen to others' sigh!
The strides I've taken...
I took as I cried.
Perhaps that is why,
Babysitting emotions,
Of those of aging rusty butts...
I deny.
And will not satisfy those weaknesses,
I put aside.
When I realize I alone,
Must comfort the healing of my own sorrows!
No one else but me condones!
Yesterday, even now and tomorrow.
Afterall...
I am a man.
And a man is 'suppose' to withstand,
Any stinging pain!
Inflicted with sealed lips.
At least that's what I'm told,
As I conceal my agonies!
With an expectation...
That others can dump theirs upon me just the same!
Regardless of my needs!
Or if I bleed.
My wounds I must contain!
And pretend my feelings have not been changed!
It is all insane.
But if I expose the pain I hold...
I must endure the shame!
That's why I make no announcements to maintain,
Or claim...
My manhood!
As I interpret it to be.
And given to me to explore!
Babysitting emotions,
Of those of aging rusty butts...
I ignore.
Dedicated:
To those of us who are expected to 'understand'
without an ounce of 'that' expressed to us!
We must realize there is a 'blessing' involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Out Of My Depth
Out of my depth
Lost in the air
Falling faster
Like a broken elevator
Out of my depth
Lost in the dark
Waiting for the other shoe
To come down hard
I cannot communicate
Like I wish I could
I do not deal with my problems
Like I know I should
I am out of my depth
I am out of my league
Watching everything...just
Slip away from me
Something bad is
going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows
all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise
I am in over my head
I am in too deep here
over my head
I guess I should keep my
opinions to myself
I guess I am out of my depth
Out of my depth
Right from the start
I feel like I was born
With an invisible heart
Out of my depth
Seems like everyday
I can't find the words
To make the good things
Come my way
I feel like I am faking it
I feel like I am wrong
I feel like I'm a guest
...like I just do not belong
I am out of my depth
Every single day
I just cannot find the words
To make my monsters go away
Something bad is
going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows
all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise
I am in too deep here
over my head
I should seek
some professional help
Because I'm out of my depth
Yes, I'm out of my depth
And I am slowly going
out of my mind
Oh, go away
Make them go away
Someday I know
I will make them go away
Make them go away
Make them go away
Someday I know...I will make
my monsters go away
I am in over my head
I should seek
some professional help
I should keep my
opinions to myself
I guess I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth
Yes, I am slowly going
out of my mind
song performed by by Everclear
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Comfortably Numb
Snow is on the mountain
Winter settles in my heart
Icy fingers are familiar
Smooth and cold and oh so hard
Comfortably numb
Frost bites deep
Tiny birds fly from my heart
White winds scream
As they leave frozen lands of my heart
Comfortably numb
I watch my hands
To see what it is they do
Their dirty, they dont build churches
They dont take risks and they dont remember you
Comfortably numb
Orion was a mighty warrior
Cleopatra was a cheap french maid
He said sweetheart I give you the moon
She says I much prefer jewelry
So in the stars he stayed
Comfortably numb
Me and jesus, we go way back
Cause we used to hang at the mall
He says you cant trust them
Theyll just put holes in your hands
So I covered him while he stole a bottle of cheap cologne
Comfortably numb
Lord, forbid, care crawled up my arm
And I killed it right on the spot
For fear it might tear out of my heart
And make me love what I do not
Comfortably
Comfortably
Comfortably numb
Transcribed by adam longfellow
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Ideals, Dreams and Wishes to Fulfill
If you are one seeking depth,
To satisfy an insatiable appetite...
That quiets a quest and delights your curiosity?
The Atlantic Ocean is on the East Coast.
And the Pacific is on the West.
Whichever one you select...
Depth will be there for you to be pleased.
Absorb as much of it as you want.
Take all the time you need.
Allowing you to create your own definition,
Without any interference...
You perceive I may possess secretly.
With a hope eventually,
A quenching done has for you manifested.
To leave your feasting upon this belief.
You've chosen to keep your attention fixed,
And teased.
Giving me too much credit...
For thoughts I have no ability to conceive.
Although some things revealed and presented,
Just aren't meant to be that analytical...
From surfaces on which they are seen!
But don't hold back on that flattery!
You can pour some more on me.
However...
I know this is going to be difficult.
But 'please' keep this to yourself.
Pretensions are not my 'thing'.
And they bore when I detect them,
From someone else.
Ssssshhh...
Keep that to yourself!
I do understand your desire to dissect.
But losing sleep over it,
Is not what I recommend.
Nor do I suggest.
And yet you will make you own investigation...
Only to admit it in the quietness of your space.
What you uncovered was simple and direct.
With no depth involved for you to 'get'.
And you found me genuine and not faking.
Since depthness and I have yet met!
If you are one seeking depth,
To satisfy an insatiable appetite...
That quiets a quest and delights your curiosity?
The Atlantic Ocean is on the East Coast.
And the Pacific is on the West.
In between there are canyons, streams...
Adorned with rivers, lakes, mountains and valleys.
All I offer,
Are ideals, dreams and wishes to fulfill.
And not having the time to do all those things envisioned...
Is what I most regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lonely Traveler...
I see the lonely traveler,
Why is he so quiet?
Maybe he's in passion,
Maybe he's in fear,
Maybe sheer happiness,
Something to control in silence,
Without telling anyone...
To walk through the jungle trees,
Stare, climb and then sing,
A song, one happy, scary, so heartfelt,
I started to cry,
A mixture of feelings,
Something to divine to share,
Only with the invisible shadows,
That travel with him...
But I followed him,
For no real reason at all,
His gentle side as well as fierce side,
All in one,
All in control,
But still he walks alone,
Never to be confronted,
The Highwaymen fear him,
And those people are fearless,
Stealing money, for that you have to be...
But still, people kept away,
From this man, who sang his heart out,
Fear, despair, the quality of happiness,
This lonely traveler meant,
He spoke in a gentle voice,
When taken aback he changed his tone,
Rapidly to say,
He played his guitar on and off,
Sang to it, played to it,
Until he once met a cat,
No ordinary cat though,
A cat like him,
With feelings...
He understood,
Placed his loneliness away,
For he then took the cat,
Stroked it, Matured it, made it Free,
From the bounds of its old master,
He now only had his bag,
His guitar and many other
Instruments he picked up along the way,
As well as his cat, the only one that can breathe,
The same breath and feelings,
People don't know how,
For once the traveler stroked the cat,
The cat became lonely...
One of quality, one of defense,
One to never fail,
With only the man to lead,
Nobody else, may feelings rule,
We rely on nobody else,
I realized that this man was rich,
He never however used this for expenses,
For nature to take and give,
For his feelings to rule,
But his nature to stop him,
The cat too, took all it needed for good health,
Nothing more or less...
This is unity,
One so precise and profound,
The Heavens couldn't tear it apart,
I took the chance to go up to the man, the traveler,
And say hello,
He replied, in a gentle voice,
No man of fear, only emotions,
Ones of type and quality,
We talked, he wasn't lonely now,
But when I left him,
I carried on following,
And he remained even until I died...
And there I still remember that,
That person that controlled his emotions so well,
That loneliness was the only option,
And there he is on my memories,
Pressed, like a scar,
Walking through those woods,
Those jungle trees,
Humming with the bees,
Controlling his emotions so well,
Just so well...
Loneliness was an option,
He placed that option first,
Never to stop,
Never to cease,
For he is the one to travel,
Alone, with only his cat,
One of which to he talked was me,
I don't know since,
But the Highwaymen still stay away,
From that Lonely Traveler of Feelings,
And I refer to him as this,
For he was everything in this name,
In this emotion world,
It sounds like a game,
But he was the one,
The one of only ones...
The man himself with his cat,
His majestic, playful guitar,
His bag,
His free, pure emotions,
The Lonely Traveler of Feelings... that was his name...
One to never forget...
It resides as a scar in depth memory,
Sheer memory of feelings...
(these were my feelings when I wrote this poem)
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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Sensuality
Key:-
A - anita
R - ray
A: sensuality
Sensuality
Your love got a hold on me
Hey... hey...
Physical attraction
R: like a walk through the valley of paradise
Clouds disappear and the sunshine rises
Inner thoughts overflow like the sea
The secrets and fantasies of the body
It makes you sweat, it makes you wet
The kind of feeling that you got to get
Supernational irreistible
Feel the love, cause I like it sensual!
A: what is this physical attraction?
Cant help it, I need satisfaction
Oh yeah
Sensuality
Its got a hold on me
What is this physical attraction?
Cant help it I need satisfaction
And I knew satisfaction; yeah
R: now take a deep dive, let your emotions go
Further than you wish, but look out be cautious
The mind and body come together as one
But play it safe if youre gonna have fun
You need satisfaction, so start the flexin
Hungry for love, the physical attraction
Sexual, natural, no added flavour
cause I like it sensual
A: what is this physical attraction? physical
Cant help it, I need satisfaction
Oh yeah
Sensuality
Its got a hold on me
Hey... hey...
Sensuality
And I knew satisfaction
Its got a hold on me
Physical attraction
R: got to get it
Phyiscal attraction
Yeah, so sensual
Supernatural irresistible
A: hey yeah.. hey yeah..
Physical attraction
Sensuality
I need satisfaction
A: what is this physical attraction? physical
Cant help it, I need satisfaction
Oh yeah
Sensuality
Its got a hold on me
Physical attraction
Sensuality
Cant get you; sensuality
Its got a hold on me
Sensuality
Fade
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Aloof
ALOOF
Aloof none should remain where two may share.
Why st[r]ay away from strife of feelings which
when spent sans counting only make more rich -
are deep summations difficult to bear?
Let go! glow! flow! emotions everywhere
replace past distance with a future close
where depth, unspoken, may rephrase verbose
superficiality too bare.
Open wide, within spin out aware
not as a line to hook a fish or two,
shrug off old shackles, tackle something new -
that tenderness two miss when one's not there.
Offer yourself the luxury of care,
not as a duty, but beyond that swim
through seas of sentiments you used to skim
in search of self who self denied... prepare
Fulfilment signing tenderness so rare,
that few accept it, fewer recognize
empathy which never needs disguise. -
Are these emotions difficult to bear?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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I Did Not Read That Book
You'd like for me to be the one,
To engage as 'you' play...
The cat,
And I the mouse.
Under one roof.
As you stop and go,
As you choose.
Or a round of 'tag'...
For me to guess,
What mood you are in.
As you disappear to sit...
To leave me wondering,
If it is time for 'hide and seek'.
Depleting me of emotions...
Guessing for weeks,
Where you may be...
When you decide to abandon me.
With my needs and desires...
To take care of with my right hand?
That time you may plan for me to waste,
While you charade in escapades...
Enjoying those escapes,
Will not happen here in my life!
You want to find yourself?
To explore excuses to live?
I don't have to give you that permission.
Those conditions I will not condone.
That is why your calls I have ignored.
And decided to leave you alone!
I do not have an open door policy.
Not for that kind of attraction...
You believe motivates me to love!
I did not read that book!
Nor am I the author of any stupidity,
You 'think' I might authorize...
As a highlight for a way of life,
You and I will live!
I don't think so.
You should not base 'my' thoughts,
On 'your' assumptions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ease Appeases With a Bit of Tease
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Find that place,
Where you can go...
Within.
To bring outside of yourself,
A comfort shown to shine without end.
You seem to be hiding inside too much.
And not enough of you,
Is believed or known.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
First impressions,
Aren't always the best to leave.
Especially when some expect magic...
Unnatural miracles and a tap dance,
Done comfortably.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Just be you.
You will be surprise by how enchanting,
The unseen you can be,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
When ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Just be you,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And...
Relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Noticeable Shifts
With hopes that one's perception of change,
Is observed without them experiencing the effects of it.
Can be considered,
A 'derangement' of sorts.
And inflicted by...
An apparent malfunctioning of reason taught,
And valued.
Some sit and wish,
For a painless delivery.
Wanting to claim they've gone through a change,
With a clinging onto a way of life done...
That remains comfortably for them the same.
Changes are drastic with noticeable shifts.
Sacrifices are made.
Some are physical.
Others mental.
Either way,
Emotions play a major part...
In the distributing of what comes to exist.
And those who believe they can avoid a life of anguish...
Are dealing with serious issues of acceptance.
With beliefs they can be ignored as exceptions,
As they pray to pick and choose...
A kind of life to live,
With a sweetened treatment that is obstacle free.
And handed to them with a gentleness,
That is smooth like a tune hummed and grooved.
'What is that noise heard in the background? '
~Someone fussing over facts.
And boo-hooing over a life they lived,
With a wish to have it back.~
Changes are drastic with noticeable shifts.
Sacrifices are made.
Some are physical.
Others mental.
Either way,
Emotions play a major part...
In the distributing of what comes to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even the Beautiful Can Be Ugly
Whether emotionally made to be that way,
Even the beautiful can be ugly.
On display.
To be thin of depth and self reflection.
With beliefs instilled,
That begins a centeredness one notices.
As one finds it easy,
To get needs pleased quicker.
For reasons that are kept on surfaces.
And confirmed by comments,
Heard and expressed.
A society obsessed with the physicality,
Of appearances just to impress...
One day comes to face,
The shallow importance placed
On exterior façades.
To one day find itself at odds...
With those of superficial values.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Body Gets Septic
Emotions are bodily expressions
To stimuli in any situation.
Expressed, feelings will go out cleaning.
Suppressed, feelings will get stuck soiling.
Laugh when you want to; cry when you want to.
Be lavish to praise; be scarce in abuse.
Channelize anger with prayer or curses.
Emotions blocked, the body gets septic.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why Give Them Drugs?
Why are you sad?
when you should be glad.
For it is true that feelings
change fast...
but they don't have to last.
Feelings are not you
but they help transform life
and make it better too.
Without emotions we would only be clones
be all the same like a Star Wards drone.
It's too bad that parents let doctors
make kids just go through the motions-
and not their range of emotions.
We shouldn't be like witches
and give them potions.
Great Indigos, Star children and Crystals kids
have come here-
to help the planet so dear.
So just let them live more alive
Let them feel a whole range of emotions,
not just survive.
They are here to help the planet see
a new way of living if we just let them be
the best they can be.
Written By Christina Sunrise on March 7,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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White Out
The things I said,
Whether written or not...
But expressed from my heart.
And you received.
Not to believe the depth,
Of my love felt for you.
I wish right now I could white out!
Erase and/or replace,
My committed devotion.
Since you would never come to know,
What it took to expose myself.
You would never come to know,
That kind of love...
You keep hidden inside.
You have too much pride.
And I...
Well,
I am seeking chemistry!
Not just sex.
I have much more than that to offer!
The things I said,
Whether written or not...
But expressed from my heart.
And you received.
Not to believe the depth,
Of my love felt for you.
I wish right now I could white out!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life
I was lying on my bed, about to loose myself in the world of dreams, but couldn't. I started to wonder the meaning of universe, the exact meaning of life. I thought for about an hour, why I am alive? Why everyone's living their life? I came to a conclusion, what if this life is just a training course, and if you fail in one life to complete the training, you live another physical life. The point is to recognize that every thing you do, and that every action you take, is an action of the mind, not your true spirit. To try to 'train your spirit' is the main motto you'r alive. Emotions, love, hate, sadness are actions of the spirit not destiny. The unexplained questions in life, are actions of the spirit. Time is an illusion, created by the minds. Before this life, there were other challenges, and after this one, there will be more, and then we will face the ultimate prize, heaven. But not as we see it. It would be a domain where there is no one to hate, and everyone would love and respect each other. There would be no time to kill, because the illusion of time would be gone. We would witness unlimited new emotions, and it would be the most wonderful thing ever! So thats what I thought, lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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It is of the utmost importance that our service members are adequately compensated for their duties, and that we offer them a quality of life that will enable them to continue to serve and to live comfortably.
quote by Carl Levin
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Why Waste Time On Those Kinds Of Minds?
I am blessed with a package,
That doesn't appear to have depth.
Some believe my energies are on the surface,
Too complexed.
I have a multitude of interests...
And to each I give the best time I can get.
With the same emphasis I use to share...
Amongst the number of friends I 'had'.
But I am glad I have real ones left!
Be patient.
There's a point I'm making.
But I do have a pet peeve that irritates me.
Because where I live...
Some people believe this opens the door to disrespect.
And...
I've always love my people,
And the realness of the community.
And there are those who actually accept,
Their delusions of sitting on pedestals...
And being better than me.
They have no idea the résumé I keep...discreet!
I don't have to ego trip or embellish!
I am blessed with a package,
That doesn't appear to have depth.
Some believe my energies are on the surface,
Too complexed.
I have a multitude of interests...
And to each I give the best time I can get.
With the same emphasis I use to share...
Amongst the number of friends I 'had'.
But I am glad I have real ones left!
I don't have a pretentious bone in my body.
But you know what?
I know just what to say to folks...
Who 'think' they can sit on a higher horse,
Than I can!
But never will I turn my nose up!
Why waste time on those kinds of minds?
I rather strut and them get up a public bus.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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