Today Is Not a Time For Procrastination
Remember those opportunities that came to stare?
But delayed and not taken...
In belief they would stay and not go anywhere?
Waiting until you located them there?
Well...
They seem to have found a place to go.
And whoever you listened to,
Who said it is never too late...
I would contemplate in correcting them.
OR...
You can remain in the comfort of your hesitation.
Either way,
Today is not a time for procrastination.
Since opportunities are no longer seeking to be discovered.
Or are they patiently hoping folks recover from their hallucinations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With The Hands On It Moving Backward
Opportunities may have already slipped,
Through your hands.
Bemoaning that with a new outlook on life,
Is not going to restore what has transpired.
Move forward.
Why stay reminiscing something never to change?
Some folks like to say it is never too late.
So they can continue to procrastinate.
However,
Find ANY clock tick tocking...
With the hands on it moving backward.
Once you have located one,
Then you have won every argument...
About wasting time and its benefits.
Until then,
I recommend you start appreciating your life for what it is.
Not what it could be 'if-the-onlys' you dream of could be in place.
It is highly suggested that today you start doing that.
Living your life!
Without first seeking to locate reliable crutches for support.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Not For Eternity
Everyday,
All of us are given opportunities...
To explore and adventure,
Another aspect of life...
To experience something new.
And everyday excuses are made,
To have no time to find...
What it is we could and should do.
Complaining and delivering faults,
Have found many to accept this as their expertise...
With a choice to expose this as a gift.
And without solicitation...
This craft upon others is released.
Everyday,
All of us are given opportunities...
To explore and adventure,
Another aspect of life...
To experience something new.
And yet there are those who say they can not afford,
To waste their patience...
On something they rather ignore.
And ignore they do...
Themselves.
Commitments made to relationships.
Friendships taken for granted...
As futures of their children,
Delayed for a taste of procrastination.
But participating in something done...
That guarantees hours spent in frivolous fun,
Is given without a moment's hesitation.
Since this has been marketed as a life to live!
And aging with a maturity to reflect,
Is no longer regarded as a process to respect.
Nor is it prioritized as a positive.
And under a plastic surgeon's busy knife,
Everyone has a desire to pay...
Whatever it takes,
To appear and 'look' youthful...
Jusr for a day or a week.
If not for eternity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some People Are Just Lucky
What, if anything, in a tomorrow wished,
Is guaranteed?
If the ability to experience the 'now' today,
Is an activity done that can be achieved.
Besides procrastination?
And many daily do that AND succeed.
Too often it is heard by some,
What they can not do...
Because there is no time to find.
Or funds to wine and dine themselves!
As if in a 'tomorrow'...
A lottery win will come to change their minds.
However,
Explain this to me...
What, if anything, in a tomorrow wished,
Is guaranteed?
If the ability to experience the 'now' today,
Is an activity done that can be achieved.
Besides procrastination?
And many daily do that AND succeed.
And why do those who seem to be in sacrificial mode,
Are always considered the ones who are lucky...
When working hard all their lives,
Creating their own opportunities.
'I never see those folks out socializing anywhere.
And they always look tired and haggard! '
~I wonder why? ~
'Maybe they stay home laying on the couch.
Watching too much TV? '
~That's what I do.
I don't look like that.
In fact, the doctor told me I was getting fat.
And I know I keep active.~
'Yeah,
Some people are just lucky.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get In The Boat. Sink Or Float
Hey...
Everything done today,
Occurred as you had 'your' way.
With opportunities to contemplate,
From which to choose and pick.
Only you chose to ignore all of it.
Now 'today'...
You have emerged with protests,
With a wasting of time...
You have yet to confess.
To say a delay is needed to implement,
Changes you wish to delay and dismiss.
However...
Those changes are here to stay.
And either way,
Whatever the choice you decide to make...
Only one of the three maybe to your advantage.
You can get in the boat.
Sink or float.
Which of those three do you believe,
Will leave you to receive 'some' benefit?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Craving
I wandered through the streets
Hoping to be found
Do you wanna meet
Do you wanna feed
There is this empty place
Its the hunger I feel inside
There is this killing game
And my head will rol
There is this waiting game
Today there is this wall
My soul is not my own
Today I want to forget
At night I hear this call
Play this killing game
I listened to a name
Listened to the craving
Do you remember
There was a time
A very moment
The anger I feel inside
Do you remember
When all colours died
Do you remember
Bland and blind
All the craving was mine
I want to forget
Shadows
I want to forget
Shadows
There is this killing game
And my head will roll
There is this waiting game
Today there is this wall
My soul is not my own
Today I want to forget
At night I hear this call
Play this killing game
song performed by by Xymox
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Craving
I wandered through the streets
Hoping to be found
Do you wanna meet
Do you wanna feed
There is this empty place
Its the hunger I feel inside
There is this killing game
And my head will rol
There is this waiting game
Today there is this wall
My soul is not my own
Today I want to forget
At night I hear this call
Play this killing game
I listened to a name
Listened to the craving
Do you remember
There was a time
A very moment
The anger I feel inside
Do you remember
When all colours died
Do you remember
Bland and blind
All the craving was mine
I want to forget
Shadows
I want to forget
Shadows
There is this killing game
And my head will roll
There is this waiting game
Today there is this wall
My soul is not my own
Today I want to forget
At night I hear this call
Play this killing game
song performed by by Xymox
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The Urgent Revisiting Of It
If 'that' which should have been in place,
Is not and slips away.
Because of a hesitating procrastination,
With excuses prioriticized and made!
A rushing done today,
That should have taken time...
Those days before yesterday.
Can be thought of opportunities,
That came and faded to be erased.
There is nothing that will be done tomorrow,
With a necessity that comes...
That allows one to chase.
It just silences the support,
For the significance of importance!
And a significance that drifts,
Can be revived...
With an insistence that invites,
The urgent revisiting of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My friends, as I have discovered myself, there are no disasters, only opportunities. And, indeed, opportunities for fresh disasters.
quote by Boris Johnson
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Motivational Cry Of Those Idealistic
Those procrastination days,
Many saved to use later...
Are out of date.
And time wasted will not be replaced.
The sitting on actions to do,
But left undone...
Should be discarded.
Opportunities for them will not come.
That 'It's-Never-Too-Late' myth once wished,
As the motivational cry of those idealistic...
Can with certainty be dismissed.
These days passing fast for many will be missed.
Anyone questioning the revamping of their existence,
Send them to the Lost and...
Well,
Realistically...
Their loss is their loss and will not be found!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Precisely
There are those who oppose your decisions made.
And say you do not operate with their best interests,
In your heart.
And others talk amongst themselves,
How they are not pleased.
And wish from them you would disappear,
To leave.
'This is for you and anyone who feels that way,
I stood up because I had something to say.
And what did the others do? '
They sat and watched quietly listening to you.
'Precisely!
I'm not the only who has these opportunities.
When opportunities knock...
I don't wait in hesitation to open the door.
Whatever the intention meant,
I am not one to deny myself the experience of it.
Tell that to your people you are here to represent.'
Could you do that?
I fear how they may react.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Savvy Minds Seize Opportunities
equal not often opportunities
opportunities lacking required degrees
of savvy as strike out scenarios
trajectory implies reality conflicts
prospect improvement requires changes
savvy minds utilize world opportunities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Waiting
You've come this far by yourself
Faced the world on your own
No one heard your cries for help
You thought you were all alone
I got a different story to tell you
'Cause I've been there before
I know you'll feel so much but there's so much more
(You could wait)
But it may not be tomorrow
(Can you take?)
A minute just to listen and gonna let it go
[chorus]
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
Now I'm not gonna have so many questions
Deep down you're wondering
But when you're driven by doubt you question everything
And I won't let you be so disappointed
But you are not here alone
So let me show you that you don't have to be on your own anymore
(You could wait)
But it may not be tomorrow
(Can you take?)
A minute just to listen and gonna let it go
[chorus] 2x
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
He's waiting He's waiting
He's reaching up for you and those that are
So patiently waiting
So open up your mid dear open up your heart
He's waiting He's waiting
All it takes is just a smile
You wanna bring the way a brand new day
[chorus]
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
He's waiting, He's waiting
So patiently waiting
song performed by by ZoeGirl
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Procrastination vs Priority
If it weren’t for procrastination, I’d have no alone time at all.
Between family, friends and work I need some time to stall…
Just a few moments for myself to think and cleanse my mind.
If I attend to all my priorities they’ll be impossible to find.
Parties, holiday times and vacations are all lots of fun,
But preparing and recovering from them keeps me on the run.
Then there are job duties with meetings and work at night.
It seems like alone time may never be within my sight.
I have a list of things to do like a garage sale planned for years
Or annual medical and dental exams postponed due to my fears.
Tax forms mold upon my desk though April springs anew;
I've done nothing but strain my brain keeping them close in view.
The creation of procrastination is a concept not always bad.
It provides opportunities to review all the priorities that I’ve had.
If it can rearrange my goals and thus provide that alone time,
How can procrastination be called anything but simply sublime?
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Cars... Waiting in the sun(9/11/01)
Patiently waiting their owners,
the cars sit alone
Blue Mercedes, black ford,
red Dodge, grey Toyota
But for tonight these waiting cars,
will not be going home
No one gives it a thought,
nor cares an iota
Only two days later
does one give it a thought
That these cars waiting their owners,
and coated with dust
Would never be driven again
by their owners
Though waiting, patiently…
oblivious in trust
Waiting in bright sunlight,
where once there was shade
From the two majestic towers
that seemed to forever persist
Waiting in the lonely parking lot
for owners delayed
By the fact that their owners…
and the towers… no longer exist.
poem by David Whalen
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0978..... Belief Vs Trust
Belief is Doubtful, Trust is Certain
Belief is from Mind, Trust is from Heart
Belief is Lip Service; Trust is Heart Felt
Believe many; Trust only a Few
Believing is Easy, Trusting is Hard
Belief scores 50%, Trust scores 100%
Belief is Ordinary; Trust is Extra-ordinary
Belief is Start point; Trust is End Point
Belief is Limited; Trust is infinite
Belief is Shaking Hands, Trust is Embracing
Belief keeps Control; Trust gives up control
Belief is jumping opportunities; Trust is staying
Belief is not Time Tested; Trust passes Tough Times
Belief is Partial; Trust is Complete
Believe in Thoughts; Trust your Intuition
Belief in God is Attempting; Trust in God is Surrender
Belief is Important; Trust is Essential
Belief is Plastic Rose; Trust is Real Rose
(23-June-2010, Chennai)
poem by Gan Chennai
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In Our Lives
If we all just sat and wished,
For everything we believed missed
In our lives.
Much of our lives would be dismissed.
Without realizing...
So much of the experience of it,
Has been spent wishing.
With little of it adventured.
And hoping for more time,
To waste in waiting.
As a hesitation in procrastination,
Is granted a freedom we allow and protect...
With the very best of our excuses.
In our lives...
We thrive on comparisons to survive.
To be munched,
Like a bunch of clustered nuts!
Dipped.
And surrounded by delicious chocolate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who is clever
The clever make opportunities
Of others’ difficulties
And make difficulties
Of others’ opportunities.
Honesty has no place in politics.
03.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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But we have created a society that does not allow opportunities for those people to take care of themselves because we have denied them those opportunities.
quote by Muhammad Yunus
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I think of these things as obstacles rather than opportunities, because if they were opportunities it means I actually took the business of doing them seriously. To take myself too seriously is the gentle kiss of death.
quote by Leon Redbone
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Octopi Opportunities
octopus opportunities searching
tentacles reaching
grasping opportunities eightfold
poem by Terence George Craddock
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