This Is Not Right
You may as well reveal it,
When the time comes
For it to be revealed.
Concealing misdeeds done,
Wont heal.
And feelings hurt,
Are not going to stop dirt...
Scooped up and thrown,
Overnight!
Especially if someone has been lied upon,
And the one responsible
Has done this out of spite!
To incite and ignite.
Was that you?
This is not right.
And things like this done,
Eventually exposes deception,
In broad daylight.
Leading to further misunderstandings...
With the wrong people left not speaking.
And those not involved,
Cursing each other into fights!
This is not right.
It is better to be direct.
Than to get upset...
By weaving a web of hatred,
And deception...
One will regret!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taught To Fear And Suffer
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught not born,
To give.
Taught not born,
To take.
Taught not born to be of benefit to others.
But many bigots interfere...
With an infliction of their insecurities,
That smother one another.
Some are taught they are better than most human beings.
With a stunting of their own growth,
In isolated dreams.
And then their are those who confront others,
With obvious legitimate needs.
Ultimately to suffer from these misdeeds.
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught to greed selfishly!
Taught to deceive and steal like thieves!
And taught to cheat to succeed...
No matter who does the suffering and bleeds.
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Laying It On The Line
Laying it on the line.
Time is too precious not to!
At least mine.
Saying it like it is,
And having it be done...
Saves unwelcomed misunderstandings.
And interpretations,
Others are willing to share...
Of what is not there!
But they dare to create and spoil.
Maturity helps one to see things more clearly.
Life becomes more defined.
And wasting time beating around the bush?
Does not cushion the truth at all.
Those delays to say what is on one's mind...
Often finds some kind of betrayal being covered up,
For some reason.
For some purpose...
For someone to bask away in dishonesty.
And today so much of that,
Seems to be the thing to do!
Even when it is obvious...
Someone known is being screwed!
It is best to lay it on the line.
Feelings will be hurt.
People are only accustomed,
To dishing dirt on others and tossing it!
To spread quick.
But winds do shift.
And those who do lay it on the line,
Discover they have peace of mind.
And those who do not...
Often are found surrounded by their own sorrows.
Talking about what tomorrow brings!
Even when deception is all they know to offer.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Their Knees
Theft and deception,
Have been their worst enemies.
And the power of truth,
Reduces them to miseries.
An escape hatch is sought,
As the plunge from their throne is felt!
The misuse of their own citizens,
Inflames them from within.
They can not blame anyone else!
Their struggle to maintain integrity has gone!
Not one of them fed on greed,
Has an identity that is strong.
Listening with patience and correcting their faults...
Had not been a priority.
So on their knees,
Lessons not learned...
To them are brought!
Too late.
To heal from self hatred taught!
So on their knees,
Lessons not learned...
To them are brought!
Too late.
To heal from self hatred taught!
Theft and deception,
Have been their worst enemies.
And the power of truth,
Reduces them to miseries.
So on their knees,
Lessons not learned...
To them are brought!
Too late.
To heal from self hatred taught!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prioritized Not Disguised
From the beginning of his leadership,
They began a campaign to see him defeated.
From the moment his brilliance began to shine,
They began an advocating of hatred in the minds.
Hoping a decline would blind those...
Supporting and standing behind him.
From the time they believed themselves,
Better mentally equipped...
They began to show themselves dimwits!
And they began to use economic deficits,
To highlight an ignorance that left them with...
A nakedness that exposes their self-righteousness.
Observed now by all who clearly see,
Money can not buy deception for too long.
Or have people collectively believe...
With a masquerading of it as intelligence!
Especially when people have chosen,
To have their interests represented.
And their needs prioritized not disguised by lies.
Although...
There are those who could care less,
If they shred any credibility they may have left...
Just to prove their ineptness and the depth of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Did Truth Become a Perception
When did truth become a perception,
And not an expectation.
When did it become questioned,
And deception an obligation.
People excuse themselves from misdeeds.
And then demand forgiveness,
To continue doing as they please.
While slandering and backstabbing,
Those who are honest and of integrity.
When did truth become a perception,
And not an expectation.
When did it become questioned,
And deception an obligation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pain (lyrics)
Regret sits heavy in your chest until sometimes it gets so hard to breathe
Sometimes it just wont go away and you start to feel you will never be
And when you think back on those times it seems so close just beyond your reach
Until past vanishes like smoke from a cigarette in the night breeze
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
How is it that things turn out this way?
What you hold most dear has come and gone
Seems the time that everything was right
Now it just feels wrong, oh so wrong
And your still dreaming of the time
When the day will come, it was meant to be
And your still dreaming of the way
To reach that place that you've never been
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Can It Hurt
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth)
Maybe youre just too upset inside to give it to me straight
Maybe youve become too angry and too close to crying to say anything I can understand
Or maybe youre just coming in over my head
Maybe youre just too upset inside too upset inside
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
Youre never gonna square with me I know so what is there to say?
Theres a million words that we could share tonight
Why do you walk away?
And I could write you off and its over with like a damaged car I cant afford to fix
But everything inside me wants to heal your pain
You wont explain
You wont explain
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt if I dont understand
How can it hurt, how can it hurt
Well I dont understand
Well I dont understand
Tell me how can it hurt
Well I dont understand
Tell me how can it hurt
Well I dont understand
song performed by by Marillion
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Hating myself for hurting you
I hurt you and I regret it with every breath i take
From what I did my spirit and heart break
I cry from the pain I caused you
I got drunk and did something I didn't want to
I lost one of the best things in life I've stumbled upon
Now I am left with nothing but pain to reside on
I am sorry and hope you can forgive me
For without you I will not be able to be happy
I wish I wasn't so stupid and could take back what I did
My hands tremble and my mind wanders into thoughts of death
I don't if I can make it through this
Something I caused by my pure stupidness
I look in the mirror and only see hurt and regret
I feel as though there is nothing left
I will do anything to be back in your arms
I want to be surrounded by your warmth
I cry and know the tears wont stop as long as you are gone
I hate myself for what I did knowing it was morally wrong
poem by Jean Pullman
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Without Exception
You wanna get close,
So you can set me up?
Well don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
You wanna pretend,
We're friends until the very end...
Well don't don't it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.
And...
I am not that blind,
Not to see you from behind...
With a deception!
You're no exception.
You wanna play games,
To entertain then frame...
Well,
Don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.
And...
I am not that blind,
Not to see you from behind...
With a deception!
You are no exception,
To accept.
You wanna get close,
So you can set me up?
Well don't do it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
There's nothing to prove.
You wanna pretend,
We're friends until the very end...
Well don't don't it.
I've been through it.
So don't do it.
You see...
My eyes are open so wide,
They can see...
A deception!
Without exception.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.
Listen to me.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
There's no exception.
Listen to me.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
There's no exception.
My eyes can see,
A deception!
Without exception.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Circumstances Like These
The best way to undermine the activities of someone?
Pretend your involvement in initiating chaos,
Had nothing to do to upset the balance...
Of something your jealousy could have avoided.
But you chose to prove the outrage of the selected 'victim'
Had begun as you stood by and did absolutely nothing!
Having the 'appearance' of innocence...
Is all that is needed to begin the intended fall of someone!
However...
Such misdeeds eventually exposes a demented mind!
And the person suspected of creating confusion,
Wins!
Because winning under circumstances like these...
Comes to the one who has been wronged,
Time after time after time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art is the most beautiful deception of all. And although people try to incorporate the everyday events of life in it, we must hope that it will remain a deception lest it become a utilitarian thing, sad as a factory.
quote by Claude Debussy
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Time!
Time!
Some believe there's more for them to find.
And they become upset,
When time flys by.
And they know they have tried to begin,
All over again.
But time!
There's not much of it to unwind.
From worried minds.
And...
Those who fear to risk,
A doing what it is...
They'd love to do much better than cry,
As time goes by.
Why do people sit as time flys away?
What does one expect,
While getting upset...
As precious time from them has left,
To regret it.
Why do people sit as time flys away?
As a precious time from them has left...
To regret it.
Time!
Some believe there's more for them to find.
And...
They become upset,
When time flys by.
And they know they have tried to begin...
All over again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I can't believe you left me(Written on july 15,2008)
I cant believe you left me
I cant believe you're gone
Was it something that i said
Did i do something wrong
I cant believe you left me
I really thought you cared
Did you forget that i have feelings too
Did you forget the things we shared
I cant believe you left me
Icant believe you lied
I dont want to understand
I wont even try
I cant believe you left me
Ireally dont know why
But everyday these questions run through my head
Then i sit down and cry
poem by Elizabeth Burnworth
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No Time Did I Waste In Perfecting Deception
When you finally discover,
Those places I've been...
What will you think of me then?
I often wonder about the path you are on.
The careful steps you've taken...
To make sure what you do
Is right and not wrong!
No time did I waste in perfecting deception!
I did not have those comforts.
No tour guide in my life!
I have made my way through 'this'.
In complete darkness.
With just my faith and a followed insight.
Clouds of doubts covered my sleepless nights,
And frightened...
Sometimes.
But I continued on.
Knowing my sighing,
Did not prevent my eyes from crying!
No time did I waste in perfecting deception!
When you finally discover,
Those places I've been...
What will you think of me then?
Will you embrace the fact that I did not pretend?
All that I've done,
Has made it easier for you now to find!
Since that journey you have embarked upon,
Is the one I paved and cleared!
The one that nearly drove me out of my mind!
No time did I waste in perfecting deception!
Remember those times you said I was lazy?
Well I hope my achievements don't drive you crazy!
Since your reputation,
Has been secretly built on the back of my efforts!
And those who weren't aware...
Just look at you and stare,
With a glare that is shared.
But not smothered in love!
No time did I waste in perfecting deception!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is No Heart That Wont Heal
So youre thinking that its over
Cause he said goodbye
Left you with nothing
But the tears in your eyes
You dont know how youre gonna get through this pain
But the rain wont claim your days forever
Chorus
There is no heart that wont heal
There is no tear that wont dry
No matter how lost you feel
Remember there is a light on the other side
There is no night that wont end
No sun that wont shine again
Therell be an end to this hurt that you feel
There is no heart that wont heal
Love can lift you to the heavens
But it can let you down
And the fall aint always easy
I know what youre feeling right now
But in time you wont find a trace of this pain
You get rainbows from rain just remember
Chorus
There is no heart that wont heal
There is no heart that wont heal
There is no heart that wont heal
Hold on gotta be strong
Chorus
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Then
Sometimes the hidden secrets, just come out
How they come out is never known.
The ones who are closer to us, reveal our feelings
Ones which we never want to reveal, also get exposed
Nothing remains hidden as our feelings, do get revealed in some way
The things we want to hold within us, also do find an outlet
Even though we never want to let the feelings be known
Then so many emotions get disjointed
Trusting becomes impossible to do
Unworkable, is what everything becomes
Then, what to do?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Immaculate Deception
In the daylight, comes darkness, on the verge of
Night a fear is born,
Sweeter than the dream, the reality of you,
Immaculate, deception.
From the spirit runs poison, and the wheel of
Fortune is ever still,
Sweeter than the light, the darkness of your soul,
Immaculate, deception.
Something has touched, the spirit inside,
Once there was love now theres a void.
Night of deception, ghost in my mind,
Am I bewitched, slave to desire.
Its knowing that time keeps rolling on, night after
Day, day after night,
Its knowing that feeling of coming home, to where
My spirit lies.
Its knowing that feeling of coming home, to where
My spirit lies.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Feeding On Evil
The creating of rivalries that eventually leave,
People improverished...
Builds up feelings of being superior,
And strengthens mental securities...
Of those with low self esteem,
Who practice with weapons to destroy human beings.
Those with thoughts like this,
Are no different than a cancer allow to grow.
Even though the cures to relieve these agonies,
Have long been made available.
But fear has it advantages,
To benefit the ones unconscious.
It's in the advertising of good hype,
That keeps people supporting...
The creation of fears and misdeeds,
With beliefs those of deceit and greed...
Actually have sensibilities to heal wounds.
They wont since it's not to their best interest.
The creating of rivalries that eventually leave,
People improverished...
Is,
For reasons to be left condoned...
To diminish all quality of life as shown.
And the ending of humanity if not stopped.
Even though,
The cures to relieve agonies that come...
With an intentional implementation of grief that is done,
Have long been made available to eliminate sorrows.
To ensure this existence of life,
Is enjoyed by everyone blessed to be gifted with it.
The markings left by the beast feeding on evil increased,
Will be decreased to cease and soon!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fresh Crop From a Premium Stock
Viciously they fight themselves.
As if these attacks,
Will bring back a lack of integrity.
Or erase the affects of their greed.
Again and again...
Truth exposes their misdeeds.
And again and again,
They attempt to hide their sins!
But for how long can this go on...
When the light of honesty,
Brightly exposes the darkness...
That is being lifted away from them.
Showing none familiar or experienced,
To keep this effect dimmed!
Catastrophic is their drop.
A consciousness of this wont stop!
A fresh crop from a premium stock,
Is being harvested!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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