Those Who Are Born To Leech
If I am here to leave a recipe...
It may go ignored.
It may go for decades untried.
It may, in fact...
Become declared as someone else's creation.
Thieves finding easy ways to feed themselves,
Keep on the prowl.
But one day...
'Someone' will declare a discovery,
Of my 'original' recipe...
To attempt to re-create the same taste,
To proclaim it theirs to enjoy.
'Don't stay up too long to study wrong,
Boys.'
Since those who are born to leech,
Are not themselves creative.
Thieves, yes!
Creative creatures, no!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Easy to Do
I am told,
Since I enjoy writing...
I must find it easy to do!
First of all...
If someone finds something easy to do.
And they brag about it,
Not because what is done is 'liked'.
It is done because they find it easy.
Nothing is easy about writing.
In fact,
Those creative things I enjoy...
I don't find easy at all!
There are too many critiques involved.
Folks constantly expressing their judgements.
And then there are those who have jobs and drink coffee,
All day long to tell someone like me,
I should get a real job!
I was told that one time,
By someone taking a two hour lunch break!
And if it takes me two days to a month,
To complete a task...
I don't take breaks until that task is done.
I can't think of one creative person,
Associated with the economic collapse.
No one I know with discipline...
Has time to feed a greed.
And ultimately,
Those of creative minds will have to mend this mess!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who are cheats?
Big men are the untried thieves.
Thieves are the convicted poor.
Donors are the untried swindlers.
swindlers are the exposed petty.
30.11.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Duels Between Thieves
Duels between thieves,
Eventually have to happen.
A source to go where thefts are made,
To ensure quality craved maintains its taste...
Does not sustain itself,
When thieves are not focused on originality.
Thieves have none!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thieves In The Temple
{long version of thieves in the temple}
I'm holdin' on (i'm holdin' on) the best that i can
Love please, (let me be) let me be the better man
Better than the ones that wanna count me out
Better than the ones that don't know what my love's about
I'm talkin' 'bout the kinda love that can move a mountain
The kinda love that could part the sea
The kinda love that'll last 4 ever
(no matter what u say we should be together)
U should be with me (thieves in the temple)
Yeah, u should be with me
I said i wanna know (talk to me)
One thing (talk to me)
Said i wanna know (talk to me)
I wanna know one thing, baby (talk to me)
How come you said that i was your baby
When u and your love was gonna leave
U led me on, led me on thinkin' u was moses
Herding sheep blindly through a fantasy
U done me wrong (thieves in the temple)
And everybody knows it
Now the sound of my voice is pumpin' in your chest
More or less, i am here to tell u that
I am the best
Better than the rest
Better than the thieves in the temple tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, hurt me
(put it in)
Thieves in the temple
Thieves in the temple
Thieves in the temple
Thieves in the temple tonight
Put your foot on the rock
Let me show you how to clock
Put your foot on the rock
Let me show you how to clock
Thieves in the temple
(what the....?)
Who got the party, who got the party, who?
Who got the party, who got the party, who?
Who got the party, who got the party, who?
Who got the party, who got the party, who?
(hurt me)
Thieves in the temple
song performed by by Prince
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Alankar(Decor) -87
A Recipe(Uneven Couplet) -
The uneven couplet is paired lines of different length
rhymed or unrhymed, metered or unmetered.
A Recipe
That you would relish I'm sure
This recipe try it with pleasure
Clean the insight in time sufficient
Wash off anger, enmity and hate
Put the mind on the burning heart
Put in the thoughts all to melt
Ladle in between a large of intellect
Stir in hope a heapful amount
Let all blend with a bliss intent
Until valour and courage result
Throw meantime in the flaming heart
Burnt to ashes filth and lust
Fervid heart now isn't violent
Mind is calm and tranquil incessant
Mix in now gently prayers and spirit
Still more gently the gods to let meditate
Season with peace and harmony pleasant
Garnish with joy and cheer concordant
Serve in the bowl of soul consonant
Enjoy with love consistent
Try and taste this recipe carefully
Tell me 'delicious, delicious' finally
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A creative person has to create. It doesn't really matter what you create. If such a dancer wanted to go out and build the cactus gardens where he could, in Mexico, let him do that, but something that is creative has to go on.
quote by Katherine Dunham
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Creative Mind!
Creative mind!
In the land of the heart of your muse to satisfy me;
But, what about those in the snow?
Creative mind!
Out of love in the land of your muse;
But, are you ready to learn? ! !
For, the muse of this love is all about us.
Creative mind!
Justified by the muse of your love;
And like your works as seen by all,
But, try to be yourself always.
Creative mind!
Love it and enjoy it and play with it;
For, the muse of my love is very fast and very easy! !
And like the joy around you in the land of peace,
But, try to understand my sweet muse of love always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Recipe Of Loser
There is no absolute recipe to become a winner
But there is a certain recipe to be a loser:
Just give up!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The gays like 'Project Runway' because it's a fashion, and the gays are into fashion and into design. It's a creative industry, and most of the gays are pretty creative, in general. That's just like the culture. We're not all into politics necessarily. We're more into the creative environment. I also think Heidi is a big draw. The boys love Heidi and think she's so fabulous. I just think it's a glitzy, fun show, and there are also always lots of gay boys on it, and, you know, that's fun.
quote by Christian Siriano
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It Is A Leech
A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.
And anyone observing a leech in action,
Is not going to convince that leech to share.
The awareness of the leech doing that is not there.
A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.
It is a leech!
Born and taught to exist for what it is!
It is not a care provider.
Or a nourishing vegetable,
Loaded with beneficial vitamins...
Benefiting the mind and physical wellbeing of mankind.
No,
It is not!
It is a leech.
That's it.
Defined by its own circumstances.
And programmed to identify,
What it has to do to survive.
And once it knows what it is,
It is not going to be anything else.
No matter how lengthy the therapy sessions.
Or the sacrifices others make...
When the activities of the leech begins to become outsourced.
A leech is a leech!
Nothing more.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remedy
I hear you callin , callin my name
You see me falling for your crazy games
You got my money , you got my love thats fine
Oh, you got my body
You got my health in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers, oh
Cant imagine what is wrong right
You got so many lovers, oh
Why do you tell me that love has a price
Too much emotion in my sacrifice
I call your number , you check my vital signs
Oh , youre under pressure
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers , oh
Cant imagine what is wrong or right
You got so many lovers
(break)
You got my money
You got my love thats fine
Oh , you got my body
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
You know I wonder where you go at night
Doesnt matter if its wrong or right
Even if it kills me
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Fear, conformity, immorality: these are heavy burdens. They drain us of creative energy. And when we are drained of creative energy, we do not create. We procreate, but we do not create.
quote by David McCallum
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Thunder In The Movies
Hollywood has lost the creative plot
mere remnant left of magical golden era
Hollywood sellout ideal is boom bang bang
little remains of famed flickering silver screen
Bollywood is usurper true heir to former status
perhaps tropical thunderous rain is tribute paid
Bollywood movies instill valid themes awe inspiring
original awesome recipe defining famed Hollywood era
poem by Terence George Craddock
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From Dust To Dust
A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.
A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.
To leech with a feeding.
And to feed from that which has been leeched.
A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.
And to feed from that which has been leeched.
Until that leeching fed is done.
By you...
And me!
And...
Everyone.
Leechers!
Creatures!
And thieves under the Sun.
We be sighted to be unseen,
To hush when that moment comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sleep is Where We Venture
into the realm of an unconscious experience
where dreams are places that take us
through dervish wishes, whirling hopes and
creative feverish elixir
brewing fantasy and lusting envision
beings of no significant magnificence
an awakened spirit of time-less thought
spent of that which conjures the future
past and poetic unpredictable rhetoric
hear thee, the silent chatter of mind
fathoming the depths of where creative
fragrance elude their recipe of words
passion and conscious perturbation
Love sanctions warmth, in the chill
quill offering of this half awakening
evening of - literary, orgasmic passion
2.26.2008
4: 32 AM
poem by Louie Levy
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Coming Down Hard On Crime
They're coming down hard on crime.
And this you can believe.
All eyes will open wide.
And deceit and thieves,
Will cease to be.
So hold your head erect!
And know this will happen soon.
And sing a happy song.
Knowing we'll soon be crook free!
Come from behind those bushes,
Children.
Come...
Come sing along with me!
The 'boogeyman' is gone.
They're coming down hard on crime.
Sing...
('Coming down hard on crime...')
And this you can believe.
('This we can believe...')
I think you've got it.
All eyes will open wide
('Our eyes are open wide...
And deceit and thieves have ceased to be.')
Very nice!
Yes...
Deceit and thieves.
('Yes deceit and thieves')
Yes...
Deceit and thieves.
('Yes deceit and thieves')
YES...
DECEIT and THIEVES.
('DECEIT and THIEVES')
Together and raise our voices high!
YES...
DECEIT and THIEVES...
HAVE CEASED
TO
BE!
Marvelous children!
Wasn't that a 'happy tune'?
NOTE:
Doesn't this remind you of 'something' from...
Let's see...
The Sound of Music?
Yes!
When the hills became alive with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hospitable Hosts
To thieve and take,
May increase one's social status...
Among thieves.
And there are plenty who fake,
Being more than just thieves.
But a gathering of thieves does not perfume the air.
No matter what is used to diffuse the stench...
Many are proud to stink so loudly.
As viewed with noses lifted high in despair.
To thieve and take,
May increase one's social status...
Among thieves.
And there are plenty who fake,
Being more than just thieves.
Some even pretend to be humanitarian.
If not tax deducting philanthropers.
However...
Those who know they are straight up crooks,
Are the most entertaining and hospitable hosts.
They ensure everyone is provided comfort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion As A Gift
there is nothing
wrong with
confusion, in fact, perplexity is
a common occurrence which in some ways
give us the warning that
something wrong may happen
there are walls, these are laws,
there are fences, these are guides
when you break the wall, the thieves come
and take everything from you
when the fences are broken, the pigs come and
eat what you have planted
doubt is a mark of our humanity
confusion is our acceptance that we are but
limited creatures of thought
when you are perplexed
take laughter
think some more
give time its due
savor the peace of logic
let rules be rules
doubt, doubt some more
i am sure, you are alive.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Are A Creative Genius
You are a creative genius,
You know that you are,
With your great talent
You will go far.
You bring to life
Things from your imagination,
That are original and new,
something that’s never been tried before,
comes shining through.
So use your imagination
And see what you can create,
Make something out of the ordinary,
Make something really great!
For you can contribute something to the world
That no-one else can,
By being a creative genius,
Who creates thing very grand! !
The End.
Copyright 1995 & 2010 Suzae Chevalier
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The creative and the receptive
To sing is creative; to listen is receptive.
To play is creative; to watch is receptive.
To write is creative; to read is receptive.
In sex, man is creative and woman, receptive.
21.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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