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Don't bother me with 'BS'
I am not that impressed,
With your willingness...
To express your unhappiness.
Everything I am is defined.
There is no limitations,
I wish to explore with you in my mind!
You are extremely new at this!
And I have been at it for a lifetime.
Is there 'anything' I've said...
Seeping to leak inside your thickhead?
Attempting to manipulate,
With your games to intimidate...
Is wasted on someone,
Who does not salivate...
On ignorance initiated,
That attracts others to keep them baited.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Keep Up With the Times

It does not mean because I express an ignorance...
It is not fresh.
I pride myself on expressing the freshest of ignorance,
I can deliver!
And make it available.
I do not want to disappoint anyone with claims,
That I am not doing my best,
To keep up with the times.
And 'that' seems to be the main attraction.

With a marketing campaign to legalize it as a sport!

And if it is ignorance that is collectively expressed...
Why would I want to be left behind and isolated,
With a mind that seeks to express an intelligence?
I can always pretend to have that.
Just like everyone else does.
With or without common sense!
And today...
Ignorance with diversity,
Is readily accepted!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Has Been Earned

What more can be believed,
When only one belief is given.
One can be set free...
When truth is not a perception of life.
But received as an acknowledgement of it.
And that is not a perception...
To be defined by someone's acceptance,
Or rejection of a presence full of light!

One's awakening to the 'self'
Provides all truth defined!
And a peace of mind like that discovered and found,
Is not a debate subjected to confusion or mental conflict.
Awaiting one to be attached and baited.
Scraped over hot coals to be heated.
To fulfill a use...
Until that has been done to deplete.
In a despair that mistreats with deception.

It has been earned!
That peace of mind that comes one finds.
Burning with desire,
That rises one from an entangled mire.
Freed and cleared of such divisions.
Uncompromised by doubt!

One should not invite confusion of any kind.
Not in these times when that is readily available.
Beseech and reach for a higher consciousness,
That pleases.
Share it...
And release someone,
Who feels trapped and shackled...
Attracted to a designed bondage.
Enforced by practiced limitations known!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Best Way To Avoid Misunderstandings

The best way to avoid misunderstandings,
Amongst those heated in debate...
In your presence.
Is to not be the one who is quick to volunteer,
A willingness to express maturity.
With a seeking to comprehend,
How a conflict initiated to begin.

Let those who choose to pointlessly argue,
With no resolve in view...
Continue.
And when asked to express an opinion to give,
Stare with a blank face in space.
As if you have not a clue why anyone would ask...
You,
Anything.

If that doesn't work,
Pretend you are looking for your house keys...
That you hold clearly to be seen,
In your hand.
Then do a quick exit,
The moment someone notices this...
With a bringing of it to your attention.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Multi-Tasking

Okay!
I agree.
So I'm silly.
So I am ignorant, foolish and out of touch.
Is the emphasis on your assessments,
Delivered to bother me?
Or are they spoken to convince yourself,
Eventually I will accept you as an authority...
Of good taste you wish not to see go to waste?
Which is it?

Or...
Is this your way of seeking a companion to dominate?
And you are hoping that my willingness to listen to you...
Will feed an argument to manipulate my time?
With a dictating of beliefs to disturb a conflict,
Perceived by you to be identified in my mind?
Which is it?
You should know by now I have mastered multi-tasking!
And if you have not noticed...
I have an abundance of patience to deal with several distractions.

Don't leave.
I'm in need of your sense of humor!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yet With That Said

I can repeatedly say...
For what is asked,
I am not equipped to deliver.

And yet with that said...
Requests do not stop.
I am not here,
To dropp what I do...
For the wishes of a few,
Who hear not!

And I do understand,
What it is I am asked!
But I also know my limitations.
And those limitations,
Right now...
I'm not attempting to surpass.

Unless I exhaust a happiness I enjoy.
And what I now have I am hoping for it to last.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ice Burns

Let the ice burn upon my skin.
Oh how I need to feel it yet again.
Yeah get inside my head.
Twist and turn me from the outside in.
You don't have to manipulate me baby.
I'm more then willing.
In the heart you think your stealing.

Maybe that's what I wanted, with the pain you tried to deliver.
Sorry but you lost a friend.
I warned you from the start.
Before we went any farther.
Attachments, have to be numbed.

But what is it you really think, your feeling.
With tears in your eyes you say goodbye.
You met the white knight.
And now you meet the black knight.
I warned you that we shouldn't go that way but you do not listen.
I can't be a friend to someone who so easily can rip some ones heart out.

What is done is done.
So I had to walk away.
Pretending it was okay.
Accepting my own self inflicted wounds.
No tears in my eyes, but still it aches.
So I have to be cold.
This has grown old.

A warning from him but I already new.
Be done with you.
Another wasted sacrifice.
It meant nothing but caused so much pain.
Like nails on a chalk board.
It drives me insane.

You cheated and I know.
A confrontation we had.
He said he didn't do it, but I knew it.
He didn't care, and neither did I.
I attacked him at my front door.
By bringing that women right to my home.
That was the last night I ever spent with her.

What would you do in my shoes?
If she wanted to be suddenly wanted to be just friends right after you heard about him.
So be it, I'm done with you.
I can't be friends with such a person.
Sell you soul girl I don't even care.

I wouldn't even dare, at a betrayal to myself.
You crossed the line.
Hope you survive.
Upon your families money.
Never holding your own.
Claiming to be all alone.

Bring him, and watch him steal everything.
You did it already before.
The broken door.
Hurt me once more.
Let me not be that man.
Let it end before it begins.

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Hollowed Beliefs

I awakened with a taste for greatness.
My eyes before,
Were set upon limitations...
Wasted.

What I did not have,
Saddened the feeding...
Of hollowed beliefs!
Like chores ignored...
I became bored,
With the good I had...
But did not increase!
With an emergence,
To set my mind at peace!

I awakened with thoughts...
An emptiness I brought!
Doubts and blame,
I had indentified by name.
Grief I could not release...
Until I realized what I had to shed!
I had to remove all those 'things',
I alone put into my head!
And a discouragement I nurtured then...
Found me too boring,
And fled with the wind!

It tried with ease to breeze up on me again...
When,
I awakened with a taste for greatness.
My eyes before,
Were set upon limitations...
Wasted.
And I discovered the familiarity!
Chasing it away...
For good!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Intimidate The Minds Of Children

I love to intimidate,
The minds of children.
Especially the ones believing,
They know everything.

'But why intimidate them?
You should be encouraging,
Their eager minds to grow.'

Oh...
I do.
I allow them to express to me,
What it is they 'think'.
And then I say something,
Totally nonsensical...
To observed them becoming confused.
That's when their minds are their most creative.

'That's not being supportive.'

And allowing them to grow,
Believing they know 'everything' is?
Without exploring their imaginations?
I want them to be curious.
To be more inquisitive about life.
And that 'is' being more supportive,
Than anything else I can do.
I'm giving them an alternative,
To a lifetime of choosing to being screwed up.

Look what believing they know everything,
Has done to their parents.
You can not tell them anything to comprehend.
Before a sentence is finished on any subject matter,
They want to tell you where they've gone to school.
Where they've been.
And how much they've earned,
From acquiring a college degree.
With planned vacations and retirements scheduled.

'That is success for a lot of people.'

That's an assembly line producing failures.

A life of knowledge is not obtained in college.
And one's happiness is not determined on test scores.
Sometimes one plus two,
Might equal three times the desperation.
Causing one to know more about division of property,
If things don't work out as expected.
And being skilled in mathematics under stress,
Is not healthy for the mind.

Too much evidence of that,
They can find on their own time.
To select and accept or ignore.
Today...
I'd like to see them searching the landscape,
Of vast possibilities.
They are my future too.
And I want them to know that.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eluding Truth

Eluding truth,
Does not make it insignificant.
Nor does the attempt to ignore it completely,
Change the evidence of its existence.

Contemplatng to alter it,
To keep it hidden...
From one's consciousness...
Is a foolish proposition.

Since mankind is in a precarious situation...
When coming face to face with truth,
And still proceeds to try to manipulate fate...
Without faith in The Creator to guide the way.

Eluding truth,
Does not make it insignificant.
Nor does the attempt to ignore it completely,
Change the evidence of its existence.

There is no escaping,
From that which initiated the process of one's making!
Even the wisdom one shows,
Has been bestowed by 'that' which is ALL Knowing!

How foolish can an ignorance get?
We are in the midst of witnessing it!
Or...
Maybe all of it is intentional and not ignorance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Noise

Life is moving, breathing, doing and certainly, noise.
However, over all the commotion we must hold our poise.
When we know the truth that what is inside our mind,
Reflects back from outside, which looks unkind.

If you suppress your feelings, but inside there is a great turmoil,
Stop; know that there is no way to stop the outside boil.
The only way to stop or anything you do not like,
Look into your soul, relax, let God direct your steps, stop the inside strike.

When you understand the law, there will be no more need for any distraction
Listening to music, close windows, try to shut up everyone for your satisfaction
Because you'll clearly understand that whatever is outside, comes from your inside,
You'll stop the problem within you and you'll loose the foolish pride.

Then your mind clears up and ignores the outside irritation,
You learn to stay at peace by ignoring the temptation.
Eventually nothing will bother your inner balance,
All opposition disappears with your ignorance.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Religiously Humanistic

My writings are often depicted as political.
And I am religiously humanistic.
With observations I deem as realistic.
But then again,
My nationalistic pride...
Is often interpreted as racist.
And being African-American,
I am often entertained...
By the limitations of others.
Especially those who are insistent...
To live pretensiously within them.
When my experience,
Has been primarily culturally mixed.
Afterall...
It would be extremely difficult for me,
To exist in isolation...
As those who constantly remind,
They are the majority in deed that's defined!
In such fragmented and segmented times.
With many but not most,
Elevating to a higher consciousness to boast.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Baited Me

She baited me
I swallowed whole, the hook and line,
She baited me
My eyes were closed, I could not see
Her temptress ways, no warning sign,
Dared me to learn, and rhymes combine,
She baited me

poem by Anthony Joseph Erangey
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Gifted Ticket Taken

With a gifted ticket taken,
Anyone can go to places...
With a price already paid.

With a gifted ticket taken,
It becomes easier to get away.

And with a gifted ticket taken,
One will discover it's okay...
To get onboard,
And explore the unknown.

With a gifted ticket taken,
No one is bored.
Or feel they have ignored their trials.
Or chores expected to soothe with smiles,
Upon the faces awaiting to take full credit.

And with a gifted ticket taken,
All onboard...
Are ready to tour.
With a freeing off their backs,
Attractions carried that attacked.

And with a gifted ticket taken,
All onboard...
Are never bored,
With a freeing off their backs...
And with a sigh of satisfaction.

And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate...
The patience,
It took...
To get that taste anyone can salivate.

And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate.
And with a gifted ticket taken,
Everyone can celebrate...
The patience,
It took...
To get that taste anyone can salivate.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignorance

ok
ignorance is bliss
and so
become the happiest
person alive

ok
keep the ignorance
and be happy

ok
take your choice
take happiness
take
the pigsty
where pearls
and gold
do not matter

ok
stay in that room
of ignorance
who knows
if they are coming
and soon
will take
everything away
from you

don't bother

poem by Antonio Liao
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I Know For Me There's No Benefit

Why did you abandon my love,
And then announce it missing?
Then you called all your friends to tell them,
Not even a glance from me you are getting.
Why do you pretend and lie to your friends.
Why don't you tell them you're the reason we ended.

I know deep inside you have a love for me.
And I know you wish to control what can't be.
You wish to have it your way and that's it.
And I will not take anybody's,
'S' with an 'H' and a 'T'...not me!
Nor to moods or attitudes,
From another will I commit.
Not if I know there's no benefit.

I know deep inside you feel something there,
For me...
To be revealed,
For YOU to see.

Why did you abandon my love,
And then announce it missing?
You wish to have it your way and that's it.
And I will not take anybody's,
'S' with an 'H' and a 'T'...not me!
I'm not into that kind of play.
Not if I know there's no benefit.
Or a connection to my feelings meant.

Why should I bother,
When there is no love in it for me meant.
Why should I bother?
Why should I bother,
And I know for me there's no benefit.
Why should I bother?
Why should I bother,
When there is no love in it for me meant.
Why should I bother?
Why should I bother,
And I know for me there's no benefit.
Why should I bother?
Why should I bother,
When there is no love in it for me meant.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Time To Expose Old Wounds

Not impressed am I by those,
Who drag wherever they go...
Their exasperated aspirations.
As if an experience they have initiated,
Requires an announcement...
With attention meant to receive and get.

Where are those who chose their paths to take,
With the understanding this is the choice they make.
And who and what is being influenced,
By listening to every complaint and heartache.
Those moving forward have no time to expose old wounds.
Or express their agitations to create an atmosphere of gloom.

I use to believe those who succeeded were lucky in life.
But more and more I comprehend,
Anyone wishing to achieve...
Do it while sacrificing and with much discipline that ignites.
And doing it alone on their own as it is meant to be.
Away from those who gripe and whine in moans that drone,
Constantly.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seeking Misguided Perfection

As expressed.
Who can do it best?
One seeking misguided perfection?
Or the one who lives to witness,
And to write what is liked.
Not caring to fight with those,
Who are uptight.
Enclosed and wrapped,
In limitations to confine with explanations.
And dieing inside the correctness of standards,
And ideals.
While crying from shallow depths defined.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am impressed by the great limitations of the human mind. How quick are we to learn, that is, to imitate what others have done or thought before. And how slow to understand, that is, to see the deeper connections. Slowest of all, however, are we in inventing new connections or even in applying old ideas in a new field.

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A Reminder

we claim no expertise
for this
we are not famous
neither shall we be at
all at any time
on the page of history

we assert no name
we are in fact nameless
we claim no right to a home
in fact we are nothing but freelance
hopeless romantics
insistent fanatics as you dislike us
writing about our
failures

we are here
not for anything else
we do not need any
eulogies that will last a lifetime
of mention
we do not go for
epitaphs
no tombstone

we are here because you are here
we talk.
we are here because we are hurt.
we simply express what we feel.

do not bother. we know where we are going.
do not give us importance. We are used

to our being trivial.
we are used to be used.
we are irrelevant with our syntax
we shall fail you

do not mind us.
we know how to exist.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I don't try to intimidate anybody before a fight. That's nonsense. I intimidate people by hitting them.

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To Keep Up With the Times

It Has Been Earned

The Best Way To Avoid Misunderstandings

Multi-Tasking

Yet With That Said

Ice Burns

Hollowed Beliefs

To Intimidate The Minds Of Children

Eluding Truth

Noise

Religiously Humanistic

She Baited Me

Gifted Ticket Taken

Ignorance

I Know For Me There's No Benefit

No Time To Expose Old Wounds

Seeking Misguided Perfection

A Reminder

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