Uniquely Underway
The origin of the madnes,
Has been thoroughly investigated.
And a determined focused attention,
To correct this has been given.
That is uniquely underway.
With a ridding done of existing limits.
And those selfish habits that had restricted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Much More
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Unconditional is that love that lifts,
From minds not pre-occupied with it!
Or fantasized to pleasure and tease.
As something on a list,
Required as a prerequisite!
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Expectations and preferences,
Finds one living life with regrets and disappointments.
Dismissing one's looks,
As a book unread...
Yet accepting a physicality,
Without chemistry...
Delivers a reality!
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Or deal with a second hand romance...
Taking a chance,
That whatever isn't there...
May with time be forced to fit!
How much more,
Can one put up with this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminished to limits.
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Demographics had established,
The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
Are those unable to repay for a credited feasting done.
And elimination of debits wished,
Increase and do not leave.
So those rush away in the kicking up of dust...
With tears from their eyes drippimg as they weep.
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Those enforced to be meek and weak,
Are solicited to exhaust their kept treasures.
In the hopes of prolonging,
The ones addicted to feeding themselves selfishly.
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Conditions for optimistic change gone ignored has past.
This can not be restored to those celebrating,
In the hopes to inflict upon others their will.
Closed are those doors.
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The ones found designing deceitful traps,
Have become entrapped.
Their ways have not a dividend saved...
For them to expect a profit that is returned.
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Within their own borders...
They become crazed!
Diminished to limits.
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But a tired retreading,
Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Takes Desire
It takes desire.
And those who inspire that.
Motivation that is determined.
Focus and sacrifice...
With discipline.
And ridding one of excuses...
After self-evaluation,
Discovered by a truth...
In its examination!
Demanding one be patient,
With self first and others too!
And none of this includes spending time in denial.
Sometimes a little blood has to drop.
To get folks to start believing in themselves.
This should be easier than it is!
But...
So many give up.
And become discouraged.
And discouragement can be found anywhere.
As long as there are those who seek weaknesses,
And defeat expressed from others.
They will be there.
Cheering this on.
To keep their fears dependent...
And giving them a sense of belonging.
It takes desire.
And those who inspire that.
Motivation that is determined.
Focus and sacrifice...
With discipline.
And ridding one of excuses...
After self-evaluation,
Discovered by a truth...
In its examination!
And to pull away with strength,
From those who would prefer
To keep the state of one's mind weak!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pure
Affected by what you had lost
Theyre not the habits youd protect
At any cost
Blur the details of your hand
Anything your barren conscience
Cant defend
The limits of attention span
Successive thoughts you dont have
But you still pretend
Keep on talking anyway
Protected by what you know
No one will ever say
Because you cant be pure
Youre self-assured
song performed by by Helmet
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Whatever It Is Determined To Be
It can only be appreciated for what it is,
As it is existing.
To wish for it to become something that it isn't...
Doesn't give it more value.
Or will ever increase its worth.
Not to the one observing...
And diminishing it with wishes.
The one who comes to cherish it as is...
Is the one who sees it as a benefit!
Whatever it is determined to be...
And by who determines it,
Makes it precious.
A priceless commodity.
Praised.
And a much sought after need,
Once that has been determined.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Typographical Errors
Typographical errors,
I try to avoid.
Some I leave,
To create their own noise.
And something suspected,
To be out of place...
Usually gets more attention,
Than something correct...
One wishes to say.
And there are times it takes me,
All day to imperfect what is correct.
Especially if I want to emphasize,
My own perfection has defects.
I know! I know, that's hard to believe...
That I would take 'all' day to imperfect what is correct.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Physical concepts are free creations of the human mind, and are not, however it may seem, uniquely determined by the external world.
quote by Albert Einstein
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To Never Again Be Continued
There are limits to playing one's fool.
And the odds are against,
The one mistaking another...
To be tolerant.
With an abundance of patience.
There are limits to playing one's fool.
And the odds are against,
The one finding that a dropping out of sight...
Without showing signs of regret,
Becomes solidified as time goes by.
A taking from another giving,
And with selfish disrespect...
Ends with a definite conclusion.
To never again be continued,
As a means to use as if expected.
One monkey may not stop a show.
But that monkey who has left the scene,
Has probably determined that a giving of time...
And patience spent has not been beneficial,
With a returning of appropriate dividends.
Alas...
With a lassitude that debilitates a fatiquing trashed,
There are no arguments to welcome.
And none offered again to pass to enfeeble.
Not on 'this' watch to sap strength to weaken.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Inside A Devotion Applied Arrives
It can often be attributed to one's environment,
That prevents...
A seeking to reach above and beyond,
Perceptions of fenced in limits.
But one determined,
May not be a contender to become voted,
The one 'most' congenial.
With a purpose to promote one's personality.
A goal that is fixed,
Keeps one's mind focused upon it.
And it will not be easy,
Believing encouragement from anyone...
May or may not come.
And a self motivation can feel like a weight,
One carries like the sticking to the teeth...
Of chewing gum.
If one is committed and admits to it,
This may initiate misunderstandings.
And be the cause of severing from relationships...
When inside a devotion applied arrives and is decided.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enter Greed
A progressive society,
Is one in which its people are productive.
And all aspects of their deeds done,
Is towards the uplifting of the entire society.
Not one selected segment but for everyone.
ENTER GREED
A people focused on greed in a decadent society,
Develop selfish interests in deceit and evilness.
Create divisions within themselves.
And seek to punish others without limits.
Resulting in their own ignorance accepted.
With a repetition of it kept inflicted to digest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Habits Die Hard
(criston barker, david moyse)
Seems like yesterday my life had begun
As we went through life
Tryin to make it so much fun
And I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Lifes been strange to me since youve been gone
And its so hard tryin; to say that I was wrong
Now I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre the one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
You know and I know that you cant live on memories alone
Theres just one memory that Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
And theres just one memory Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
song performed by by Air Supply
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Not Confined To Stay
The mind might reside in one's head.
But it is not confined to stay there.
Nor is it restricted to limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nasty Habits
Heres something to think about
Where would we be without nasty habits, nasty habits
Makes me want to scream and shout
Life would be so dull without nasty habits, nasty habits
All those naughty little things that we dont discuss publicly
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets, tell me your name, tell me your secrets
Does it please you to employ little girls or little boys
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Do you like to romp and play by yourself when theyre away
Nasty affair what do I care
Do you peek at magazines filled with doggies and leather queens
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets that no one should hear
Whisper them softly into my ear I wont tell, I wont tell
People act so proper when theyre going bout their business
Cup of coffee, lfriendly conversation
til they get home,
til they get home
Turn the phone off, lock the door and shut the curtains
Make sure that the neighbors are without suspicion
No one will know
No one will know
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay
(repeat chorus)
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
But we must not let that stop our little game
Nasty habits are so much fun
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Origin of Your Misconceptions
You don't have to tell me,
The origin of your misconceptions.
I too had been victimized,
By unflattering indignities.
Until I awakened to realize,
I had been giving that too much of my time.
And my needs and objectives,
Became harder for me to define.
And with that intention meant...
Kept me temporarily from using my mind.
Until I discovered a strength within,
That kept my purpose focused.
With a wish to fly higher, soar and climb.
You don't have to tell me,
The origin of your misconceptions.
My wings have been plucked, burned and clipped.
But I've kept my eyes dried to ensure my clear vision.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wonder of His Creations
Maintain you beliefs!
The ones that keep you restricted,
To limits and isolation.
I am not here to debate your outlook,
Or your fate!
That has been done,
By an indoctrination you satiate.
And baited to remain...
In a routine that you maintain that sustains,
Your joy!
Nor am I the one to convince,
That a higher consciousness...
Expands and not condenses.
To retrieve and leave those arguments...
Left behind walls and locked up fences.
Subtracting and contracting minds,
As is observed and evidenced.
Since I've already witnessed,
The lack of benefit...
To that restrictiveness.
Maintain you beliefs!
The ones that keep you restricted,
To limits and isolation.
I have been there myself.
That is why I have chosen,
The wealth of mind expansion.
Receiving all of God's gifts,
With blessings He delivers.
Without religious affiliation.
Or congregating with those...
Who oppose how I have chosen
To be devoted!
I know He is 'there'...
And so am I,
Here where He has delivered.
And I know the Almighty exists.
Without debating such 'wonder' of His creations.
Or where He chooses to sit,
Within His Kingdom.
So wherever you go to supply your satisfactions...
May you keep attraction them to fulfill your needs!
I am not the one to plead with you,
Which road taken...
Leads to Him any quicker.
Since my insight tells me His presence is near.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfish
I am selfish
You are selfish
He is selfish
She is selfish
We all are selfish
To a lesser or a
Greater degree...
Let's not
Stay in denial.
Let's accept
Our selfishness
So that if people
Are selfish to us,
It hurts us less.
(Poem themed on Acceptance)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Be Selfish and Healthy. Be Happy...and, Share 'That'!
When a shallowness begins to darken,
A preferred stubbornness kept in one's life...
Do not show you can be just as stubborn,
With a proof one can live a life filled with Sunlight.
You will be convinced,
From shadows sheltered you can feed.
And a misery that is shared,
Is a part of your destiny!
Be...selfish.
Get away from this misinformation.
Be selfish!
Head in the direction of your complete happiness.
Make this your destination.
Let others sit and be satisfied,
Deceived in restricting limits.
Be selfish,
And healthy.
Be happy...
And, share 'that'!
F.A.T.O.S.
'F.A.T.O.S.?
What does that mean? '
Pluck away all that other stuff!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unaccustomed to Set Limits
Spoiled.
Greedy...
And selfish.
All unregrettably,
Connected to a mindset...
Unaccustomed to set limits.
Even with limits presented...
They have been conditioned,
To pray.
In the hopes that a god depicted,
Will grant their wishes...
To have it their way.
A god to demand they made exclusive.
To protect and induce them...
With the right to invade foreign lands.
To take from others' hands,
What they have...
And slay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Instead Of Being A Pessimist
You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist.
You want a life you like?
Oppose to the one you don't?
Why have you chosen to dislike what you do?
And who enforced this dislike upon you.
Do you live with wishes to fulfill your dreams?
Or are you focused on others,
Who seem to have 'your' things.
Are you focused upon others,
Who seem to be living your life?
Doing those things,
You wish for you also to like?
Perhaps those questions you ask,
Are not yours afterall.
And perhaps those answers,
That have come to you answered...
You ignored them to disbelieve,
Those answers received...
Were not yours.
Because you spend your time,
In the minding of other people's business!
And your business,
You haven't given your time to see...
Succeed.
But your time is spent,
Lamenting others you despise and criticize.
You want answers to your questions?
Wait for therm patiently to come.
Before you impatiently decide,
To get up and leave.
Believing they can be found,
With you not around.
You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist?
Ask yourself that.
Instead of being a pessimist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like Fledged Birds Not Yet In Adult Plumage
I've been investigated, under-rated...
Berated to scold to deflate in debating,
A non-existing ego...
Believed I frequently visit to feed upon,
With a craving I love to salivate.
Like fledged birds not yet in adult plumage,
What else will these juvenile deliquents do?
And still I seek something more,
To invigorate my insatiable need...
For that which keeps me motivated,
Since knowing others probe my deeds...
Before they disbelieve I sense them done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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