These Episodes Remain To Stay Played
Of course I am going to remember being insulted.
And being the butt end of loudly spoken jokes.
These episodes remain to stay played,
In the mind of the one they are directed towards.
Especially if one is chosen for this to be done,
On a daily basis.
Wouldn't you say?
Unless you are the forgetful kind.
And accustomed to degrading others.
Because it seems the popular thing to do!
And for many...
Not a few,
Their misdeeds are seldom forgotten...
To forgive!
And I happen to be one to believe,
There is no such thing as sincere apologies.
I just think some people become embarrassed,
When those they insult with intention...
Are discovered to be better people,
Than what had been rumored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cant Get Her Out
I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
Everybodyd try to tell
But no I wouldnt listen
Id go ahead, put my arm around her
I had to squeeze her, I had to kiss her
Now I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
Oh I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
If I said go out shed daydream
Didnt mean a thing to me
Its the kind of thing I thought might never happen
You see I thought I was invincible, I couldnt see why
You cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
No cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
Its the kind of thing boy, you think could never happen
My friends would say, stay way from her
I said, boy, have you kissed it? boy, have you seen her?
I could let her hear their words
No I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
Cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
I cant get her out
I cant get her out of my mind
I cant get her out
Cant get her out of my mind
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Many Are The People
I see a tree.
But knowing what it goes through,
On a daily basis to be a tree...
I can't say I know.
Therefore,
A knowing about it...
I can not prove or show.
I see squirrels, birds, cats and dogs,
On a daily basis...
To be what is perceived are animals.
Are they more or less intelligent than you,
Or me?
I can not claim to know this.
None have I met to chat with personally.
And that applies to people.
Many are the people with different ethnicities.
Many are their languages spoken,
And only fluent am I in one of these.
With a labelling by races and religious philosophies.
But can I claim to know them?
Not really. That would be too presumptuous of me.
But there are those who claim to know,
What is unseen.
They claim to know what others do,
Without having them on the scene.
Walk down any street anywhere and hear folks say,
Something about someone else to belittle and demean.
And not know one thing about them but they do it anyway.
Many are the people who would have others believe,
They know everything about someone else...
Including their history.
And these very same people are the reason why,
There is confusion and chaos in other people's lives...
From an ignorance known that shows.
And that fact should be prioritized as an agenda to realize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prefer to feel embarrassed and forward you go
It’s an embarrassing situation for you
When you are caught unawares
Of having done a thing
Or having spelt out a thing
Which you should not have
Done or spoken
You, of course, have the choice
To feel embarrassed or not
People of lower orders normally choose
Not to feel so
While people on the path of improvement
Choose to feel embarrassed
For they see opportunities
In such situations
You might have acted so
Or spoken so because
You were not aware that
You were not supposed to do so
In this case
You will come over the situation
Pleading ignorance or innocence
At the same time
In private, you feel relieved
Having learnt a lesson
And come to know a new set of rules
There is also a chance that
You might have acted so
Or spoken so
Having taken a conscious decision
Even though there is deviation from norms
And at the same time
Thinking that no one will come to know of it
Here, you make attempts to cover up
Coming out with reasons
For having done or spoken so
If you have the mind to examine,
You will come to realise
That by feeling embarrassed
Either you learnt something new
And are clear of your roles and responsibilities
Or you discover new ways of
Doing or communicating
Despite its non-conformance to
Existing rules and norms
There is also a possibility
That the rules get revised
And your ways become the norms
More often than not,
We do not do things or speak out
In an attempt to avoid
An embarrassing situation
And thus miss possible
Opportunities for improvement
So, act and express
And if in a discomforting moment
Prefer to feel embarrassed
And forward you go
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Life and chances
People alwas say,
I'll give you a second chance,
People say i love you,
when they going out,
People say i miss you,
When they have no one to lean on,
People say what they think is true,
But where is the truth in that,
People think,
But whatt are they thinking of,
People judge,
But what are they judging you on,
People alwas say i forgive you,
When they really mean i'll stab you in the back,
Why can't people get along,
Why can't people forgive like they really mean it,
Why can't people really love and mean it,
Why can't people just enjoy life,
I'll tell you why,
It is because of these questions that go through our mind,
that gives us a chance,
that gives us hope, love and spirt,
our souls are forgiven,
but our looks and action well never be forgiven or forgotten.
these words where spoken by the wise man in my heart, mind and soul.
poem by Anna Reeves
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Apologies I Give Are To The Trees
The only apologies I give,
Are to the trees.
They have to be thoroughly disgusted,
By what they see on a daily basis.
And...
To stay fixed in one place,
Being disgraced.
And 'still' play a part,
In providing people oxygen to breathe?
The only apologies I give,
Are to the trees.
With a hug given each time I pass one.
Showing a gratitude for their patience.
Where would we be...
If they could up and take their leaves.
With no branch or twig to pick.
Or a stick to throw for a favorite pet to fetch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before I Die
If I was to die next week
I wouldn't try to weap
I wouldn't try to cry
I wouldn't try to have hatred inside me
Before I die
I will pray to the Lord to forgive everybody's sins
And people to have a long, happy, and healthy life
I would pray to the Lord hoping that life will never ruin anybody
If life was to ruin someone, I would want it to ruin me
Before I die
I will spent my time talking to my friends and smile
I wouldn't try to put an angry frown on my face
I will forgive people even if they did something really disgraceful
Because it burdens me when I don't forgive someone
Before I die
I would try to make people around me happy
I would want people to view the world as if there's more kindness and less greediness
I would want the people to forgive easily and let their enemies become their friends
I would want the people around me to laugh a lot before I die
Before I die
I would make everything in peace
So in peace as if life couldn't get any better
People will laugh more instead of cry more
People will smile instead of frowning more
I want people to be optimistic
Before I die
I would want people to find the good things about other people and themselves
I would want the people not to judge others too quickly
I would want people to understand others even it's annoying them
I want the people to be patient and not be so greedy.
If some of these wishes came true
I would die peacefully
When I die
I hope people wouldn't show their tears
I hope I could die with a smile
And I hope that whatever I left behind
Will be something that I could remember when I look from Heaven.
Get On The Right Thing
All at once you get love on your mind
And your world is as kind as a penny
Oh.... and you knew it all along / you did the right thing
Believe me its true / and it can happen to you
All at once you get sound in your ears
And your cloud disappears into yellow
Well you know they were were wrong
Get on the right thing / well you knew it all along
Get on the right thing
Believe me its so / because I happen to know
Try a little love, you cant go wrong
Get on the right thing (repeat twice)
My little love you cant go wrong
Get on the right thing / get on the right thing
Get on tee right thing do / get on the right thing you
All at once we see things in our skies
And we both realize it together
Well you know they were wrong
Get on the right thing / yes you knew it all along
Get on the right thing / believe me its so
Because I happen to know / you cant go wrong
Get on the right thing, get on the right thing,
Get on the right thing / you cant go wrong get on the right thing
And try a little love / and it cant go wrong
Get on the right thing you etc.
Try a little love, you cant go wrong
Get on the right thing etc.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Funny Thing
A funny thing to do
Is everyone like you
'Cause people seldom change
They all just stay the same
A funny htin to say
Suppose you're just that way
Although you're sure you're sure
There really is no cure
A funny kind of way
A funny kind of day
You're funny all the time
Do you want a piece of mine
Cause I've seen it all before
When you're closing all the doors
It's not funny anymore
A funny thing to do
Because the sky was blue
You ran away for good
Cause no one understood
The funny things you said
Because the sky was red
A funny kind of way
A funny kind of day
You're funny all the time
Do you want a piece of mine
Cause I've seen it all before
When you're closing all the doors
It's not funny anymore
A funny kind of way
A funny kind of day
You're funny all the time
Do you want a piece of mine
Cause I've seen it all before
When you're closing all the doors
It's not funny anymore
A funny thing to do
Is everyone like you
Cause people seldom change
They all just stay the same
song performed by by Travis from Good Feeling
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Labelled Dissidents And Unpatriotic
Could it be...
That millions of people globally,
Are nonconforming militants...
Daring to face deception?
Because now they see a truth,
Never before to them seen?
And on much smaller screens.
Or are they just a few disgruntled,
And disillusioned people...
Angered because the amusement park,
Has run out of cotton candy and roasted peanuts.
And have shortened visitation hours for the caged gorillas,
Seen on a daily basis...
Doing their much adored and trained hip hop routines.
Therefore...
Crowds of people are being forced to leave by violent means,
And this is depicted as a threat to a democratic society...
Reporting these scenerios from the comforts of their peeping booths,
Where over two million people are locked up to be rehabilitated...
For crimes against a fantasy created that no longer tolerates,
Truths of any kind to be addressed.
Unless fashionably dressed and walking down a red carpet...
Blond, blue eyed, hunked and boobed.
You know...
The best that variety has to offer.
Could it be...
A madness impossible to comprehend.
One so unfathomable has begun to be purposely created,
To have those sitting in their homes with their wide screen TV's...
Fearing themselves as agents of revolutionary change,
Now that they have determined to carpool?
Regardless if they are labelled dissidents and unpatriotic!
The times we face are tensed with every conceivable creation known,
To be used to confuse the mind of a nonthinking human being.
And remember how simple the times use to be,
When dividing people along ethnic lines seemed to have been done...
More effectively by using degrading jokes?
Who knew something done so innocently would evolve into all of this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You are done
Thoughts are never erratic
Only they can not remain static
They can invade any time of their choice
You catch them by wings and turn into tune or voice
You can not make them stay
More you hold far they go away
Once in mind you are completely gone
Seize them in time and you are done
It makes you absent minded
Loss of concentration and feel offended
Not a word may be liked if spoken loudly
Your curt reply may be counted as spoken proudly
I try to become naughty and make it live
Get no one with me but still prefer long drive
It is just to divert the mind from real worry
Just a precaution not to feel any sorry
The mind can not be left idle
It can not have any position in middle
It has to be either side of thing
You must opt for definite and something
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All the Jokes
All the jokes have already been told
And so instead, we tell jokes about how
All the jokes have already been told
But these new jokes aren't very funny
In fact, they're actually kind of sad
So instead we tell jokes about how
All the new jokes aren't very funny
In fact, they're actually kind of sad
Because they remind us about how
All the jokes have already been told
But these jokes get old very quickly
So we make up new jokes about how
The jokes about the new jokes about how
All the jokes that have already been told
Are starting to get quite old
But after a while, once these jokes
Have gotten quite old themselves
We sit and listen to the silence
And wonder about the past, and how
All the jokes have already been told
Then suddenly, out of nowhere
Somebody comes up with a joke
That had been forgotten long ago
But is so funny we can't even breathe
So we roll on the floor, gasping for air
poem by Derek Ouyang
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I've Learned To Agree
If I express with a courtesy and respect I give,
Naturally.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.
If I ignore those I suspect,
Have nothing else by conflict to address.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.
If I am alone and by myself,
Since it is a peace of mind
I enjoy and wish it kept.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.
And
If for no reason,
I laugh out loud when in a crowd.
I overhear whispers spoken,
He cares about nothing but himself.
He will not even share with us,
What it is he finds so funny.
He's nuts!
And I've learned to agree,
With those who have their own beliefs.
To keep a peace of mind discovered.
From escaping away from me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Slow To Learn Their Lessons
So many years have passed.
And so many have lived their lives,
Being led down the wrong paths...
To one day discover,
As if the clouds have been removed...
From clearing eyes and minds,
To realize those tasks and evil misdeeds...
Done to others in times left behind,
Should have never by them...
The focus of their attention given.
But...
It was.
And those who had been picked,
For those misdeeds done determined...
To have been fit and appropriate,
Might have also awakened with a change of mind.
Perhaps for them they were willing once 'then' to forgive,
But today they may be more convinced...
That those slow to learn their lessons as quick,
Are deserving of repeated teachings...
Until such doing has become satisfying to please.
And those messages they attempted to deliver,
Are guaranteed to have been received.
'I don't understand why I am the one,
Treated in such an offensive manner.'
~Don't worry about it.
You're not the only one who suffers,
From a selective memory.
All you have to do is connect the dots.
What have you done,
That you wish had been forgotten? ~
'I don't remember.'
~Apparently someone you afflicted does.
And has chosen this moment to test.
Until your mind connects.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Startled
People are such mysterious creatures to observe.
When it's believed
Someone seen on a daily basis,
Has no worth they can detect.
That person becomes like them...
Driven by bad luck and circumstance.
They are comfortable with not taking chances.
And 'good luck' is what they express in doubt!
However...
When it is discovered someone seen on a daily basis,
Has, in fact...
Achieved accomplishments,
In front of them and not behind their backs!
They become quite startled that someone like that...
Could care less about the methods used,
Or who determines how success is measured to reflect
One's influence!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Few Knew Sanity
Sell the people on fear and what they will lose.
Accustomed these people are already...
To some kind of dysfunction of mental disarray.
And being uninformed and out of touch...
Is somewhat like throwing one's mind away.
And relying on embellishments,
Others make up from made up stuff...
Folks love.
And...
That doesn't last.
Not in 'that' lane of road ragers.
Where the people drive themselves 'mad'...
Fast to a fade,
From a sane that seldom came.
And when it did,
Few knew....
Sanity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wouldnt Normally Do This Kind Of Thing
Ask me why
Ill say its most unusual
How can I even try to explain
Why today, I feel like dancing
Singing like lovers sing
When I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
Ask me when
Ill say it started when I met you
And ever since then
I knew that the past wouldnt last
For right now I think Im running
A race I know Im gonna win
And I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
If people say Im crazy
I tell 'em that it's true
I let them watch with amazement
Say it wont last beyond breakfast
Its just a phase hes going through
Denigrate or speculate
On what Im going through
Because it isnt the sort of thing Id normally do
Ask me what
Ill say I think its good for you
Believe it or not
I know where its all leading to
I feel like taking all my clothes off
And dancing to the rite of spring
And I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of
This kind of thing
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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I've Come to Deliver Sincerity
Do you think at my age,
I've come to whisper sweet nothings...
With a nibbling done to your ears?
As you can witness and see,
There is nothing materialistically...
I offer to present to tease you.
And I am not going to work that hard,
To produce for you temptations.
I've been there and done that.
Who doesn't know writers and poets are broke?
And most of us not running to the bank,
Are already considered jokes.
And I am not here to provoke my beliefs.
To debate in argument to have my ego pleased.
That's not me.
I've come to deliver 'sincerity'.
And that I know you are not accustomed to getting.
That is why you prepare yourself,
To object with a defensiveness.
And I just want us to exchange conversation.
Do you remember those times,
When that was the only thing on people's minds.
With a doing of that done!
Today people run,
In fear of it!
Believing someone solicits from them a payment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgive you
Forgive you
It is not hard to forgive you
Transparent heart, i know who are you
It is okay to forgive you
Need no reason, just forgive you
Pains u gave me, smiles i give you
Hates can stab me, please not to you
You innocent in the eyes of anger
Truth will be seen a bit longer
Never mind how deep you cut my skin
Never mind how bloody heart i felt in
I just can't hate you
Everything u do, forgive you
I need to save you from dark
So just give me all your pain
Cleanse your suffering marks
I'll wipe away your trouble not to stain
Then, when a chance came to me
Finally i have to leave you
Doesn't mean grudge buried me
But no chance to tell you
When truth comes tell everything
Don't feel regret or bad feeling
I told you, i forgive you
But now forgive me for leaving you
Only one thing i want you always do
Smile as sincere u can do
We still friend, promise you, i do..
Forgave you, now Forgive me
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the inspiration by people and imagination Don't shy to say
sorry, don't feel difficult to forgive..the ego only kill the
beauty of life In everything we do, don't let emotion enclose intuition
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When he was insulted, he returned no insult
some questions i will ask for you today,
did you show your left cheek when your right was slapped?
did you walk another extra mile when you were ordered to
walk the required mile?
did you take his eye because your eye was taken away?
did you take his teeth because your teeth were removed by him?
did you insult him because he insulted you?
did you fight him because he started the fight himself?
did he oppress you and you remained silent?
did he steal from you and you tell the police that you freely gave the
stolen thing from you to him?
please answer me.
Did it now occur to you that it is hard to be a christian?
please answer me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The only place we were really told to tone it down - where other people would use the word censorship, but I wouldn't - was when we did MTV right after the Beavis and Butt-head thing.
quote by Penn Jillette
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