Trying To Gain Momentum
I've been praised, humiliated, degraded and ignored.
By the very same foes,
Who can not decide from which side of their mouths...
Will come another contradiction,
To depict my efforts as something they wish...
One definition will stick with continuity.
In a satisfing conducted,
To have their own ambitions of unwarranted smearing kept...
With a focus of their philosophies that remain unchanged.
As an arresting of more minds of equal limitations agree.
While trying to gain momentum for their own desires,
To shine under a spotlight.
With a grabbing of attention,
To have others find them more worthy...
For their recently adopted motives,
To highlight themselves and their attached pretensions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Who Defy This Definition
Even in our adopted realities,
We cling onto habits.
What has been defined...
And labelled to be slimed by mankind,
Has found a permanance in our minds!
With a steel and concrete defense...
We are uplifted by our pretensions.
Although the foundation cracks and disturbs!
We are encouraged...
And fed well on this nourishment,
That leads us to bleed for our beliefs.
Shaking like Autumn leaves from sturdy trees...
We do!
To bury, forget and repeat this unforgiving cycle!
Someone is boo-hooing somewhere!
Remember when you were there...
Dreaming for changes with high hopes?
Some recover from this doping!
Never again to underestimate,
The power unseen that made us to think...
We have as much to allow enough of it,
To be taken from someone one else!
To deposit their resources in our pockets.
Even in our adopted realities,
We cling onto habits.
What has been defined...
And labelled to be slimed by mankind,
Has found a permanance in our minds!
With a steel and concrete defense...
We are uplifted by our pretensions.
And we call those who defy this definition...
Jerks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caged Prisoners
They take a vote to decide,
Whether or not they should move forward?
And another to decide if they should abandon,
Those limitations of thought and the process of it!
This may seem ludicrous...
But people like this actually exist!
They think of themselves as being progressive...
With an exactness,
Even caged prisoners would petition against.
And despise they do,
Those who protest their degraded quality of life.
They prefer that such issues be kept quiet...
And not attract attention.
Lessons received from their ancestors.
With content and comprehension...
Has been released and is nonexistent!
And yet...
At odds with the delivery, purpose and perception.
When in celebration of historic events...
Although clearly maintaining the routine of values meant!
Nothing more!
Just the pretense of it!
Even though an hypocrisy kept,
May be in conflict with the hip hoppers...
Unwrapping disrespect gone unaddressed.
With presentations that expose cracks on naked butts!
As minds fly high around warning signs posted on trees,
Above the pictures of missing neighborhood children!
But who really cares...
When there are still those who are trying to 'project' traditions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Knew? Did You? Oh...Of Course Not!
I can understand you wish not to see,
My efforts gleam and shine.
I can understand that,
Yes I do!
Because those efforts,
Getting attention I did not pursue...
Are not those of yours,
But mine.
I did not know that would become fact.
I've been too busy toiling with sweat,
To remove obstacles carried...
Too long weighted on my back.
No...
I didn't realize my conscious efforts,
Would one day get attention.
Or attract like that!
Who knew?
Did you?
Oh...
Of course not!
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An honest always suffer
Why do honest people always suffer?
What is reason behind it that they differ?
Why can’t they accept good wishes and offers?
Are they really on right path and true thinkers?
It is an age old tradition that comes on surface
Lots of criticism and comments we have to face
People choose material gain and involve in mad race
They get frustration and disillusion in any case
They will find appropriate place and honor
The present set back can be considered as minor
It may take some times to get established
All their efforts may stand good and not finished
The world may realize its utility
There is scope for its continuity
No use pursuing in its futility
It may be sub standard in quality
All the sufferings and insult is there for honest
It doesn’t pay him desired result even if it best
It may be crucial time or can be considered as test
He will not keep quite and pursue it without rest
His work may not be realized or fall on deaf ears
It may need hard efforts for many more years
It may develop fatigue and body may wear out
He still may opt and go in for it through out
They have nothing to loose at the end
He may not distinguish between foes and friends
He is always there for right cause with reasons
He has same feeling with energy in all the seasons
Let there be unhealthy competition or unreasonable demand
The right people will pursue it till the end
It can’t make any impact on their activities
They may still live with elegance and niceties
You need few people to fall in line with
There lie bare facts with the truth
Anybody can choose for or against
It is really worth to go in and invest
You may suffer initially but ultimately gain
It may prove successful and not go in vain
The tiring efforts are bound to succeed
It may remain within limit and not exceed
The flowers in garden may boom in spring
The birds may build the nest and rest the wings
It is nice place to seek refuge and rest
You may then have beautiful ideas to put on test
The environment and nature also comes to the rescue
We must pay enough attention which is in fact over due
When they are generous all the way in nature
Why can’t we be same for our bright future?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Thirsting Libido
I have been a grown man aging.
With a wealth of diversified experiences.
And for anyone to mention,
What is perceived to be my sexual preference.
At this stage of my life...
With the smearing of my name,
With a gaining of attention.
Leaves me flattered to think...
A grown man aging,
With a wealth of diversified experiences...
What I do when I am naked,
Will still excite anyone to focus on it.
And when and 'if',
I get to be one hundred and one...
Out of all my experiences,
That smearing is still done...
My smile will be broader than it is today!
'Larry...
They are 'still' talking about your thirsting libido!
What are you doing to keep this persisted? '
I KNOW!
I don't know...
But,
I am amazed and grateful by it all.
Let's see...
I've been heterosexually committed.
Homosexualistically gay.
I've attempted to be a lesbian too!
But that attempt faded away.
Gee...
Is there anything left to try...
That I can admit and not deny?
I want to keep those with no lives to live,
With 'something' to talk and gossip about!
Help me create something 'totally bizarre'.
This attention I am getting is fantastic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Depict This Different
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Thaw the cold you hold in your heart.
Depict this different.
And don't let a freezing,
In you start.
Depict it!
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
With purpose and a reason.
Appreciate each season,
With a new breath to breathe.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Rub and cuddle up.
Depict it.
Pleased as a breeze.
Depict it.
Give your troubles up.
Depict it.
And be free.
Depict it.
Don't give them any hints,
Your mind's at ease.
Depict this different,
From the others sent.
This one has meaning.
With some evidence in it.
Depict this different.
Pick off the lint.
Wrap this around your mind,
Feel the warmth in it meant.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
You can depict this different.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different.
Feel free.
To depict this different.
Feel free.
Depict this different!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It...Is Out, Of Logic
Treat me like someone who comes to care.
And not anyone you meet...
Recently picked up,
Off a public street.
And...
Treat me like someone who comes to share.
Since if I was not here at all,
My lack of presence...
To you would be clear!
It...
Is out,
Of logic...
That we blend seamlessly our philosophies.
It is out of logic,
That we amend each others' needs.
It is out of logic,
Our chemistries agree.
With an enhancing done...
Of our journeyed destinies,
Together we can accomplish as one.
Treat me like someone who comes to care.
Someone there for you,
Cheerleading you through...
Whatever you do.
And...
Treat me like someone who comes to share.
Assessments of our troubles...
To discuss as we must,
For the purpose of repair.
It...
Is out,
Of logic...
That we blend seamlessly our philosophies.
And...
Treat me like someone who comes to share.
Cheerleading you through...
Whatever you do.
Since it is out of logic,
Our chemistries agree.
To accomplish as one,
Together doing this to get things done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reluctantly Seeking
In a world in which many have spent,
Fortunes to keep themselves deluded...
And so many more kept drugged on fantasies,
With preferences to numb their heads...
To remain comatosed as if in sleep.
It is apparent and not overwhelming at all,
To witness people like this craving to be comforted...
By myths more valued than realities that exist.
While dismissing those with abilities to assist.
As they highlight with neon their ignorance.
Although the price paid to keep them deceived,
Has dug a hole so deep people slowly awakening...
Have reluctantly begun seeking to find anyone,
Willing to erase and re-write...
The most recent events in current history.
That will not place too much emphasis,
On those in positions...
'Assuming' they were born with superior intelligence.
But discovered to be incompetent!
And completely out of their minds.
'Perhaps our methods that have been decades expressed,
Became misinterpreted and overshadowed by our intent...
To address our desires to always include everyone,
Without exception.
To reflect a greatness that embraces all of our endeavors.
We have 'always' maintained that in our actions and beliefs.
Our policies of inclusiveness are heartfelt and deeply meant.'
~They lost the last election.
Didn't they? ~
Bigtime!
How can you tell?
Is it possible you could depict them with 'some' sincerity?
~I am not that imaginative.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Focus
focus
focus on god
focus on freedom
focus on forgiveness
focus on sweet speech
focus on treasures
focus on humility
focus on commitment
focus on mind
focus on success
focus on health
focus on healthy transformation
focus on goodness
focus on laughter
focus on fun
focus on angel
focus on sweetness
focus on wealth
focus
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A Pure Fact
There's a contradiction
In wanting to be understood
And finding no explanation
Worthy of the question...
Allusion is not evasion
But a hint to discovery
Revealing broader perception
Than still definition...
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Staring Them In the Face As Proof
To 'know' God is to be 'free' of inhibitions...
Pretensions and superstitions,
Those demonic live to identify.
To restrict consciousness to limits.
With attempts to keep what is valued unchanged.
And controlled
By delusion and the enforcement of conflict!
But then again...
Some folks are waiting for evidence that God exists.
With all that there is,
Staring them in the face as proof!
And the Earth,
The living reason that affords all to leech upon it...
Shakes everywhere beneath their fragile feet.
With the hope of awakening a broadened consciousness.
And the knowledge that man made time is not on their side,
Waiting in an understood patience...
For absent minds to decide,
Which 'fate' is more acceptable to take.
And which one should be left,
To address in debate!
With all that there is,
Staring them in the face as proof!
With all that there is,
Staring them in the face as proof!
With all that there is,
Staring them in the face as proof!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As A Poet I Have Discovered
There's a contradiction
In wanting to be understood
And finding no explanation
Worthy of the question...
Illusion is not evasion
But a hint to discovery
Revealing broader perception
Than stiff definition....
Simple observation
That may help my recovery...
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Allusion
There is a contradiction
In wanting to be understood
And finding no explanation
Worthy of the question...
Allusion is not evasion
But a hint to discovery
Revealing broader perception
Than stiff definition....
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Unexpected Is The Satisfaction That Comes
Savor a limelight achieved,
When and if these rays upon your deeds...
Should happen.
Nothing accomplished before the eyes of others,
Stay in their minds as a memory...
Longer than it does in yours.
Be grateful your activities have been acknowledged.
And when the spotlight begins to dim on your efforts,
Be the first to encourage others...
To do what it is that is loved.
Unexpected is the satisfaction that comes,
When others begin to show their appreciation...
For what your devotion, loyalty and efforts have done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Had Fed On Thoughts Of Limitations
If I had fed on thoughts of limitations,
You would not know...
How to spell my name correctly.
Or be aware of my existence.
Or hear me laugh.
Cry.
Or wonder why...
I accept defeat gracefully.
To me defeat is fleeting.
If not self inflicted.
You see...
And you do not have to agree with me.
Each step forward I decide to take...
I make.
To only compete with myself in the doing.
If I had fed on thoughts of limitations,
I would not be aware I could reach beyond them.
There would be too many excuses,
To use to pick from right under my feet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With a Focus More Noticed
There is a difference when one stumbles,
In a crumble that humbles.
It is noticed with more focused,
When notoriety is attached.
There is a difference when one speaks,
With a tone that seems to reach...
Beyond definition.
And there is a difference influenced by comprehension...
When ignorance is fought.
And a breaching of it leaks.
That which is taught...
Is feared by those who refuse to see,
A rise in higher consciousness.
And freely given by those who teach.
With a focus more noticed,
When notoriety is attached.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Us Not Jump To Conclusions
Were their actions inspired and motivated,
By racial hate?
'Well...
Let us not jump to conclusions.
Since we are currently conducting,
A thorough and complete investigation.'
How many thorough and complete investigations...
Thus far,
Have been conducted and do you anticipate?
'That is difficult to determine.
You see...
The marketing of crime,
And the perpetuating of bigotry...
Has continued to be extremely beneficial and lucrative,
In communities worldwide.
However,
Let us all agree right now...
In 'this' particular community,
There will be no tolerance of hatred shown...
Of any kind.
'Will that mean the ending to building,
Of prisons and jails...
As well as rehabiliation centers,
Currently on the drawing boards...
Must cease to be a reality as is planned? '
Let's not get too hasty with decisions we must face.
There is a need for more jobs to feed and hire professionals.
Unless we all use our minds to become innovative,
Our abilities to create employment for those we deem qualified...
Most certainly will drive our efforts and ambitions into wasted pits.
'That will also mean an upheaval...
Of the death, war and taxation way of life,
All of us have grown accustomed!
And none of us are willing to sacrifice.
To implement the unknown.'
Correct!
And that is our biggest challenge.
However...
And it has been stated,
Let us not just yet...
Jeopardize our greatness,
By jumping to conclusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is The 'Real' Intention Hidden
Why is it that there are those with beliefs,
Who feel if something they do...
Another should follow their lead,
To leave perceived.
And I've always felt,
If someone does something unsolicited...
It was something 'they' chose to do.
Not demand an attention be attached to it.
If I do something from my heart,
And it is given from the start.
That's it.
An acknowledgement would be nice.
But if there isn't one to come...
I'm not going to think twice,
About what it is I've done...
if it wasn't a bona fide sacrifice.
Many get offended if their actions done,
Does not get an attention.
And their motives I question with a suspicion...
What is the 'real' intention hidden,
Left going unmentioned?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Try to Use Logic
Let's set aside our differences,
Of opinion.
And together,
Come to this agreement!
No where will I...
Or should I obligate myself,
To have your priorities...
In my head.
Nor hold myself accountable,
For the lack of interest to do so.
No where in my mind...
Can I find,
Justification to feel guilty...
For your display of irresponsibility.
And I recently spent all of five minutes,
Being concerned of giving that too much thought.
Let's set aside our differences,
Of opinion.
And together,
Come to this agreement!
You will,
In the very near future...
No longer accuse me for not being 'there' for you.
And I...
Will not find it necessary,
To wonder where you are when I arrive...
To find you gone.
Doing whatever it was that suits you.
AND with whoever.
And we...
You and I,
Can today agree...
That completing those things I need to do,
To get things done...
Will not anger you.
And while I am doing that,
At the best of my ability...
You will focus all of your attention,
On locating a purpose for your life.
How's that?
Does that sound reasonable enough to you?
'Don't try to use logic on me.
It is a little too late for that!
You're 'always' thinking of yourself!
What do you think I am,
Stupid?
If you don't have time to drive me,
To my job interview.
And wait patiently,
Until I'm done to bring me back home...
Fine!
But say it.
Don't beat around the bush with me.'
Son...
I love you.
But at 45 years old...
Don't you think,
That's YOUR responsibility?
You 'kids' are something else today.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time and space
Time and space
Decide each happening
Significant or otherwise
Let us look back
Events all through our lives
You would agree
Events and things
That had an impact on us or otherwise
Happened just because of this
Meeting point of time and space
Each one of us
Came on to this earth
Because of the time and space synchronizing
At a time when millions of sperms
Were on a race to meet one single egg
Time and space only made the
Fertilization and development
Thus at the time of your conception
There was a probability of a meagre
One part per millions
With much greater possibilities
Of someone else being conceived
Extending this, you will agree
A thing to fructify or
An event to occur
The probability is quite low
If not a part per million
A part per thousands
You can be sure that
A thing or event will not
Evolve or occur without the role of
Time and space
Be also sure that
There is no point to blame others or
Curse yourselves
For your unaccomplished desires
But, understand that
Time is unripe and
Space is unoccupied
And that is why
Dreams do not fructify
Despite all your efforts
Skillful advancement
Towards goal
Keep trying
With all your knowledge and skills
With the focus on your goals
And aspirations
But, wait
Let there come about
The appropriate conjugation of
Time and space
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