There Is No Need For Me To Discuss A Love
If you can not talk to me,
About those feeling that deeply affect you...
There is no need for me to discuss a love.
If you can not share with me,
Other than a physical need...
Now and then expressed,
When you believe...
The only quality I have,
Is to provide and satisfy...
With a leaving you with that interest fed.
There is no need for me to discuss a love.
How shallow do you believe I am?
To be in a relationship with someone...
Who shares with others there most hidden secrets.
And from me they keep this discreet.
How shallow do you believe I am?
To sleep in total nakedness,
With someone who disrespects my devotion and loyalty...
To openly share with others,
Those things that are no one else's business.
There is no need for me to discuss a love.
If you can not talk to me,
About those feeling that deeply affect you...
There is no need for me to discuss a love.
However...
I do find an increasing need,
To express my disgust you feed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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What the nation's built on is discussion, contradiction and growth, and at the moment you can't discuss anything. If you do start to discuss it, you get criticized. If people hate us, you have to find out why and try to solve that problem.
quote by Donald Sutherland
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To Let Fade Away and Dissipate
It isn't in my interest to discuss it.
That determination you confess...
Still addresses laziness.
It isn't in my interest to discuss it.
How you lay around and sit...
As you waste precious time,
Accepting procrastination as legit.
And you say I'm not supportive,
And abort listening to you.
You accuse me of being distant,
From those things you choose to do.
But you're the one who hesitates...
In masquerades you initiate.
It isn't in my interest to discuss it.
That determination you confess...
Still addresses laziness.
It isn't in my interest to discuss it.
How you lay around and sit...
As you waste much precious time,
Accepting procrastination as legit.
And you say I'm not supportive,
And abort listening to you.
You accuse me of being distant,
From those things you choose to do.
But you're the one who hesitates...
In masquerades you initiate.
You say I am the one,
Who creates and generates hate?
One of us has to generate something.
But I wouldn't call it hate created.
I'd call it a lack of appreciation...
For those talents and skills,
You continue with excuses made...
To let fade away and dissipate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I do not read newspapers. I do not watch television. I am not interested in current events, although I will occasionally discuss them if other people want to discuss them.
quote by Diane Wakoski
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And if that's what the American people want, then that's what the policy should be, of course. But the idea that anything in the United States is too sensitive to discuss or too dangerous to discuss is really, I think, absurd.
quote by Michael Scheuer
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How Far Are You Willing To Go?
When I think of
True love, real love
I think the true test
Is how much are you willing to take?
How far are you willing to go?
To show
How much you love someone
Do you have a limit?
Do you love a person for who they are?
Or is it for what can they do?
What happens when
They can't do?
Will your love be true?
How about when you age?
And your looks change and fade.
Will your love still be the same?
Love is being honest
Can you discuss your feelings openly?
Are you free to disagree with understanding?
Or will there be
Days or weeks
Of not speaking
These are just a few things
It's only the beginning
The questions are never ending
Still the one that is most important
Is the one that you most know
Is how far are you willing
To go?
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Let Us Talk
let us talk
about some things irrelevant
like the rain for instance
how at first the clouds
were dark
yet the rain did not make
it
like a promised vacation
on a far away island
or a camping in the mountain
that did not materialize
we shall elaborate
on the causes
and discuss solutions
and plan
some more about
places
what to do
where to go
let us not talk about
love
a very sensitive matter
that now
we do not have
let us talk and talk and talk
let us not
mention about endings
let us try
recalling about new beginnings
why not? we may like it
you may start it
but take note, i will keep my
mouth shut
i have nothing to say
and if i have any
it may not be good
it may not serve any purpose at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Relationship Has Cracks In It
You-feel-that-you-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
I-feel-that-I-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
We try to see each other eye to eye.
But after arguments,
We tell each other goodbye.
And settle it by splitting quick...
To escape through an open door,
We close.
You-feel-that-you-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
I-feel-that-I-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
We talk about togetherness,
But wont.
We say we should discuss our differences,
But don't.
And this relationship,
Has cracks in it
That widens...
Like an Earthquake shake up!
You-feel-that-you-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
I-feel-that-I-need-to-be-loved,
More.
More.
More.
More!
We talk about togetherness,
But wont.
We say we should discuss our differences,
But don't.
And this relationship,
Has cracks in it
That widens...
Faster,
Than an Earthquake can shake up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You're My Girl
(cooper, beatty, shelby)
See your bag's packed and you're ready to go
There's just one thing i think that you all ought to know
You're my girl, you're my girl
I don't wanna discuss it woman
Ain't no need to try
I don't wanna discuss it baby
Come on baby try
You're my girl, listen baby, you're my girl
I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna hear you say
I don't wanna even discuss it woman
I don't wanna hear what you say
'cause you know that
You're my girl, you're my girl
You're my girl, you're my girl, no no
I know that you've been running 'round
With another man in town
Tried to put you right woman
But you keep on putting me down
Listen to me now, you're my girl
You're my girl
You're my girl
Get in there
I don't wanna talk about it woman
'cause i know you got another man
I don't wanna say another word
Just get back where you're at
You got to tell me 'cause
You're my girl, come on baby
You're my girl, you're my girl oh-oh
You're my girl
You're my girl
You're my girl
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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I'd Like To See What Makes You Qualified
I am glad you are here to discuss my qualifications.
Now...
If you don't mind.
I'd like to see what makes you qualified,
To discuss mine with a revealing of your evidence.
And please...
Spare me those explanations,
About following your job description.
Never once have I had a position...
That did not take advantage of my abilities.
Once I expressed my capabilities...
That I needed not to embellish with exposed facts.
And if you are reluctant I will understand.
'Are you seeking employment?
Or do you want to run the place? '
I seek employment,
Of course.
However...
To prove myself to be competent,
Would offend too many people.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Talk
[ dennis drew/natalie merchant ]
Dont talk, I will listen.
Dont talk, you keep your distance
For Id rather hear some truth tonight than entertain your lies,
So take you poison silently.
Let me be. let me close my eyes.
Dont talk, Ill believe it.
Dont talk, listen to me instead,
I know that if you think of it, both long enough and hard
The drink you drown your troubles in is the trouble youre in now.
Talk talk talk about it, if you talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air,
Tossing back more than your share.
Dont talk, I can guess it.
Dont talk, well now your restless
And you need somewhere to put the blame for how you feel inside.
Youll look for a close and easy mark and youll see me as fair game.
Talk talk talk about it, talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air
Tossing back more than your share.
You talk talk talk about it, you talk as if you care.
Im marking every word and can tell this time for sure,
Your talk is the finest I have heard.
So dont talk, let me go on dreaming.
How your eyes they glow so fiercely I can tell your inspired
By the name you chose for me. now what was it? o, never mind it.
We will talk talk talk about this when your head is clear.
Ill discuss this in the morning, but until then you may talk but I wont hear.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Valley Of Anchor
To uncover her nakedness like a sweet lover on the bed of roses,
But to come up out of her grave like bat out of hell!
I am in the valley of anchor to share my views with you.
I have tiome to uncover her nakedness,
I have the joy to share her love;
But the muse that muses is all that i share with you as well.
To come up out of her grave like a bat out of hell,
With te valley of anchor to share my mind with you;
But from the days of her youth,
She was all that it takes.
Wrapped in the wings of love is her identity and,
I am in the valley of anchor to make love with her;
But from between her breasts are the true love of her muse.
Her lewdness to all is in the valley of anchor,
And her nakedness to all is seen around her youthful breasts;
But the door of her hope is what she has for you,
Like me being with her all day long.
Take a stick and write upon it,
For i desire mercy on this love than hate;
Like the great River Hiddekel.
She has set water for me to drink on this love,
Like a freewill offering of her love in the valley of anchor;
But be very careful to swim deeply into her love.
Like the King's food and the Queen's water,
Im am in a night vision of love to share my views;
And from between her breasts are the sweet things of love.
The deep and the secrets of her love,
Like the great River Hiddekel pouring down on her nakedness;
Come and explore this valley of her anchor.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Basic Decisions
So pitiful have become those choice allegiances.
The ones some chose to bond with years ago,
With a professed loyalty overestimated...
That anyone conscious would have let go.
Today it seems a waste of time,
To discuss how things 'use' to be...
With a locked frame of mind on times much changed.
Even those who had obtained good jobs,
Believing themselves to arrive at some stability...
To find their investments to retire on a beach,
Pulled away from their realities they no longer can speak.
Today it seems a waste of time,
To discuss how things 'use' to be...
With a locked frame of mind on times much changed.
So pitiful have become those choice allegiances.
The ones some chose to bond with years ago,
With a professed loyalty overestimated...
That anyone conscious would have let go.
But who knew those dismissed from such cliques,
Would one day discover themselves to be...
The bigger winners living on fixed incomes.
But feeling happier from basic decisions they have made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hello, My Treacherous Friends
Sitting for lunch in a square in this town
(this town that I'm new to),
new fellow from my new town sat me down
and explained it to me:
how when I spin from him I spin from myself,
the center can double the speed of the crust.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
I'm cringing for myself when I cringe for you.
Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how grateful I am for your insights.
With regard to my newborn arachnid kids,
there's something we must discuss:
perhaps we should sit them down and explain
how not to be saved.
Perhaps you could help me to demonstrate
how your center can keep up its sickening spin.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
Perhaps for my children your surface will smile.
Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
the fate of my children, the spiders.
Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how pleasant has been this demise
song performed by by Ok Go
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Two Meet To Discuss
Two meet to discuss,
What is needed for both to give up.
But neither will admit,
Where they both sit to discuss...
Has been taken by them,
From others through corruption.
And to meet diplomatically,
To speak about how to split...
Decisively their stolen greed,
Is ridiculous!
However...
The presentation makes for good,
Televised public relations
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even If He Feels It
Wise is the man who stumbles...
Gets up.
And continues to move forward.
Many would rather sit,
And relive the experience,
Of it.
To discuss the affects.
A man who stumbles,
Will not allow himself to be broken.
Even IF he feels it.
He may even show it hurts.
However,
When he begins to believe he is...
He will spend the rest of his life,
A broken man.
With only sadness to offer!
And memories of failure to share.
Recalling a stumbling fall,
Over and over.
Wise is the man who stumbles...
Gets up.
And continues to move forward.
Many would rather sit,
And relive the experience,
Of it.
To discuss the affects.
Seeking pity!
Or something to numb,
The effects of regret!
Dedicated to:
Landry Marcel Pertillar
My Nephew
'No...you are 'not' Superman. But close! '
Love you,
Uncle Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Advice from a Mother to Her Married Son
The answer to do you love me isn't, I married you, didn't I?
Or, Can't we discuss this after the ballgame is through?
It isn't, Well that all depends on what you mean by 'love'.
Or even, Come to bed and I'll prove that I do.
The answer isn't, How can I talk about love when
the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and
the children are screaming their heads off and
I'm going to miss my bus?
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
poem by Judith Viorst
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What Is It They Don't Understand?
Why haven't they boarded the lifeboats?
~They first wish to discuss,
Political correctness and social etiquette.
And what 'is' or isn't poetic.~
AND...
They 'are' aware of the ship sinking?
~They first wish to discuss,
Political correctness and social etiquette.
And what 'is' or isn't poetic.~
What is it they don't understand?
~They first wish to discuss,
Political correctness and social etiquette.
And what 'is' or isn't poetic.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I wish to be
You are alive, full of life,
I love the way you laugh,
You have depth to be discovered,
talk tell discuss,
Keep the words of value,
For rejuvnating my depleted life,
poem by Howard Johnson
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