Wanting 'Things' Never Seems To End
Teased with a wish of wanting 'things',
Never seems to end.
Until an aging with maturity begins
And the payments of keeping those dreams,
Seem to numb when they come...
With the changing done to one's priorities.
And difficult as it is to focus,
On that which one wishes brings happiness.
With that eventually happening,
To surprise one wanting just the basics of life...
Over the obtaining of having things just to keep,
After addressing the impression made on others.
To recognize the difference between wants and needs,
Is the first step in weeding away fluff stuff.
And that which feeds on ego with late charges to make,
Attached to overdraft fees.
Awakening to the basicness of happiness,
Relieves one from nightmares of attempting to make ends meet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Spend Time With Someone Equally Experienced
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Seems an outdated desire these days.
Especially when the having of things and money,
Is associated with acquiring happiness and contentment.
Turned into rubbish and trashed should be these thoughts.
Being able to purchase anything,
Has never brought into one's life a peace of mind.
Not a dime has been spent for it.
Unless a lottery win made the difference.
And in that case...
Some exceptions to the rules are made.
However...
Wanting the best quality of life,
One can get...
Should not be an option.
A preference,
Or a choice one makes after weeding through the spice and variety...
Life is 'rumored' to bring with an attachment of joy.
But...
It does seem,
That adventuring from one's comfort zone...
Eventually pinpoints a basicness of a life lived,
Is ultimately wished.
With a desire to spend time with someone equally experienced.
Freeing one to enjoy instead of find explanation,
For every little thing that is witnessed.
Or listening to someone complain about bugs flying around,
While strolling leisurely through a forest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Serving They Wish To Dismiss
If we did not have a yesterday....
Would it be tomorrow we now live?
To say that today...
What we could have done then,
With a doing more today...
To have our way as lived?
Could anyone honestly say or admit,
To a living with disappointment...
'If',
We knew those seeds planted grew...
Today?
Those 'ands',
With their 'ifs' to 'but'...
Crops up in memories,
Too much.
And dreams and wishes do come true,
To be fulfilled.
They do!
'But'...
A wanting more to add onto those dreams,
We don't give up.
There is a wanting of more stuff.
With an allowing of disappointment.
People can't be teased or tempted,
Enough.
No!
People want to be kept real pleased...
With a doing away of the rough.
For more fluff.
To puff and strut with a flaunting.
People can't be teased or tempted,
Enough.
No!
To want and choose to validate...
What was eatened,
They ate.
People can't be teased or tempted,
Enough.
No!
To compromise on their licking of sugar,
To appreciate what it takes...
With a serving done on their plates.
And delivered as is wished.
People can't be teased or tempted,
Enough.
No!
To want and choose to validate...
What was eatened,
They ate.
Baited to order and made...
For them,
To suit their whims...
With a eating,
Of everything given as wished...
On their plates,
Today!
And...
Refuse,
A serving they wish to dismiss...
Ordered yesterday.
Yes,
And...
Refuse,
A serving they wish to dismiss...
Ordered yesterday.
And just,
Too confused...
To recognize what they had ordered,
And wished...
From their yesterdays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Wanting Begins
Without you at my side
and all alone at night,
dreams of you invade
and the wanting begins.
Loneliness of trepidation
invades my soul
and I am lost in a kingdom
made out of my nightmares.
The wanting begins
whenever you are not here
to steer me on the path
that my life must lead.
23 March 2011
poem by David Harris
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There's a difference between wanting to be respected and being a strong female and being known for being able to do things, but still very much wanting guys to open the door, wanting them to ask us out, still bringing flowers and stuff like that.
quote by Jennifer Love Hewitt
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This Intention Is Meant
There is a major difference,
Between wanting to do things...
And getting what is wished to do done!
A selected mission has to be picked.
An agreement has to be settled,
To insure the plan is legitimate and fits.
All that it takes to make things shake,
And fall apart...
Is a useless argument,
That doesn't make sense!
And perhaps that's why this intention is meant!
There is a major difference,
Between wanting to do things...
And getting what is wished to do done!
A recommendation to ensure some success?
Make sure those participating...
Have passed the requirements,
Of a backstabbing test!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A touch of happiness
Could I ever have the happiness
of those who cannot walk
having a first step even if small?
Could I ever have the happiness
of those unsighted feeling
shadows for the first time?
Could I have the happiness
of music heard by one who
hear no sound?
Could I have the happiness
of the hungry parent
able to feed a child?
Could I have the happiness
of ones who after hard falls
finds no more holes?
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Did we forgot how to appreciate what we have, the small things, have we forgotten our priorities? ..Do we really need to gain a big loss for the chance to touch happiness?
What
IS
Happiness? ?
poem by Elena Sandu
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Many Moons Ago
This time and in this season,
Many moons ago
I remember having those ambitions,
To possess and impress.
With a wealth of good health,
And youthfulness.
This time and in this season,
Many moons ago
The pace of life seemed a bit slower.
And those with beliefs of it being,
Never too late to pursue dreams
Procrastinated with excuses made.
Dreams,
Whether done day ot night
Have their way of accepting a delay,
Of an appearance to have them touched.
When carrying a basketfull of priorities
To put them off as temporary necessities,
Time will give to see them produced.
This time and in this moment,
As I reflect with an aging process
I have learned to respect
A hesitatiing to put off that which I wish to do.
But not to do them,
Seems to me to be a bit foolish.
Since there is nothing I will sit in waiting,
For an approval to be made.
Or an acceptance to be given.
I've earned that right,
In the seeking to please the life I live.
I have earned that right,
To like or dislike what I choose.
This time and in this moment,
My wishes as they are
Have given me a gratefulness,
To feel blessed and thankful
For a basicness that brings to me the most joy.
That many moons ago I did not know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wasting It On Wishes
Never again will I view my disappointments as man made.
I use to believe my wishes had to meet someone's approval.
Before I could express my happiness.
Now it is so clear...
My happiness has to be expressed.
Whatever the outcome and throughout the process.
How can I rely on someone giving to me,
What inside of me I am not feeding?
Or digesting as that which belongs.
I want what I deserve served to stay.
I've learned to nibble each spice of life I like.
It prolongs the taste.
And wasting it on wishes for someone else...
To define,
Was an awakening I found...
Left me impatiently waiting.
With preferences.
Picked and selected.
For me?
And I had my own menu right in my hands.
All of it prepared to my specifications....
If I noticed?
Finally,
In time I did.
Once I maintained my focus.
And relied on choices I made.
Whether some pleased or not.
And if something I was to eat,
Came to meet my satisfaction...
Indecisiveness of doubts,
Would have to dropp and be stopped.
And finally...
In time,
'They' did!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm On a Wow
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
A step that erases defeat,
That creeps...
Inside of a mind out of reach,
That weeps...
On a shoulder one wishes to seek,
And grieve.
And those who hold woes,
Can let them all go.
If they choose a freedom to heed.
With a happiness that's believed.
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
I'm on a wow.
I feel so happy I can leap.
I'm on a wow.
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
I'm on a wow.
With a happiness that's believed.
I'm on a wow.
I feel so happy I can leap.
I'm on a wow.
I keep my loved memories...
Near me.
Ready to fill what had been...
Empty.
And happy I chose as a need,
To believe...
A life wanting happiness is...
The key!
And all woes I hold,
I can let go...
With a feeling of freedom to heed.
And a happiness that's now believed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entwined In Concepts
Both of their minds were entwined in concepts of relationships.
Wanting their own to be one that was perfect.
And defining that with having good credit.
With things believed that would keep them in bliss.
And when these 'things' began to lose their sheen...
Less interest in themselves slowly could be seen.
The need to constantly be together became a non-necessity.
With a wish to be alone in one's own space.
In a place the other was either invited...
Or not invited to be.
And a love between them,
Although expressed...
Was missed.
Leaving dreams and desires,
To be held and kissed...
Becoming less obsessive.
And often dismissed.
As those things cherished gathered dust with time.
There was an emptiness felt!
And invited.
Under one roof where no happiness once there,
For them.
No longer, for them, they could find!
Yet and regretfully...
Both of their minds were entwined in concepts of relationships.
Wanting their own, they did, to be one that was perfect.
And defining that with having good credit.
Loans and debts could not keep this correct.
With things believed that would keep them in bliss.
Gone was 'that' and any remnants of happiness.
And when their credit became less than good.
They found themselves in arguments...
Blaming the other for a wasted life spent.
And agreeing to split is what they should do,
To prove this less the expensive.
With a being together for them now making less sense.
As they express to others,
They've done the best they could.
But a love to make better wasn't theirs to save.
Nor was it there from the beginning!
And this had been the costly mistake they made!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are Converging
Wanting to be heard.
Wanting to be valued.
Wanting to be acknowledged.
Wanting to sustain a way of life...
Fading.
To emerge once again and surge.
Wanting to be admired.
Wanting most to be thought as best!
Wanting to imprint an impression...
That conflicts and unrest,
Did not from them initiate...
The perpetuating of protests.
Nor did the rise of destruction, fear and insecurities...
Leave this world in a chaotic mess.
We are converging!
And peace...
Will be the final test.
Many want.
Many wish.
Many hope to fill all hearts with love.
Instead of a digressive emptiness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grace the world with your glow of happiness
Do not chase happiness
Search within you
There are lot many things
Inside you
Which have reasons
To make you happy
You pursuit or search for happiness outside
Does not take you anywhere
As what seemingly has a stock of happiness
Once you reach or achieve it
You realize that happiness
Lies further ahead somewhere
And you hunt for happiness
Takes a new turn
And this goes on and on
Only to make you understand
That you are back in square one
Devoid of happiness, your original search
Happiness, thus, cannot be anywhere else
But within you
Do not be on a stealthy stalk for happiness
Simply because others do so
Search within and discover
The happiness in you
Do not be on a race for happiness
But grace the world
With the glow of
Happiness within you
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Why Is There No Happiness
Why is there no “happiness….”
Having no heart to pulling apart
Hearing the same words over and over
Dieing is for the week…..
Wanting to cry but cant theres no tears to fall
Eyes are dry turning in to dust
wanting to go on to fined a preppies
To an answer for “Why is there no happiness”
Walking a lonely on this rode
What lese to no where
Looking ahead to see something new
A sine never been seen by anyone
Saying there is no happiness…
For the people who don’t want to get hurt.....
poem by nic Leisure
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Keeping An Agenda Makes A Difference
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
Yes I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He'll Be Back
I know better than anybody how it feels to want somebody so bad after you break up
Still
(Looking for that phone call)
Still
(Even when they don't)
Still ain't ready to walk away and call it all over
Act like you wasn't listening when they told ya
They don't wanna be with you anymore
Stuck in your ways, you choose to ignore
'Cause in your mind, you're still together
Thought it would last but there's no forever
Walked out on you with no call, no letter
When he realize it don't get no better
Chorus:
He'll be back
To make up for the lonely days
He'll be back
When things ain't working out his way
He'll be back
When he sees that it's not the same
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back
He knows he's gonna need his lady
He'll be back
When his boys say he must be crazy
He'll be back
He'll know he made a big mistake
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back
You don't want to believe it but you see it happening
Wakes you up out of your sleep, out of the dreams you're having
Still
(Looking for his return)
Still
(Hoping that he's gonna learn)
Wake up and realize the truth, make some time for you
What's he trying to do to you
Miss him more as days go by
Try your hardest not to cry and keep hope alive
'Cause in your mind, you're still together
Thought it would last but there's no forever
Walked out on you with no call, no letter
When he realize it don't get no better
He'll be back
To make up for the lonely days
He'll be back
When things ain't working out his way
He'll be back
When he sees that it's not the same
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
(He'll be back)
He knows he's gonna need his lady
He'll be back
When his boys say he must be crazy
He'll be back
He'll know he made a big mistake
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
(He'll be back)
(Thinking)
(Every)
(Wanting)
(Haunting)
(Thinking)
(Every)
(Wanting)
(Haunting)
He'll be back
(Thinking)
(Every)
(Wanting)
(Haunting)
(Thinking)
(Every)
(Wanting)
(Haunting)
He'll be back
To make up for the lonely days
He'll be back
When things ain't working out his way
He'll be back
When he sees that it's not the same
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
(He'll be back)
He knows he's gonna need his lady
He'll be back
When his boys say he must be crazy
He'll be back
He'll know he made a big mistake
He'll be back (he'll be back)
He'll be back (he'll be back)
(He'll be back)
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Paranoid
Finished with my woman
Cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think i'm insane
because i am frowning all the time
All day long i think of things
But nothing seems to satisify
Think i'll lose my mind
If i don't find something to pacify
Can you help me
Occupy my brain, oh yeah
I need someone to show me
The things in life that i can't find
I can't see the things that make
True happiness i must be blind
Make a joke and i will sigh
And you will laugh and i will cry
Happiness i can not feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish i could but it's too late
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Paranoid
Finished with my woman cause she couldnt help me with my mind
People think Im insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think Ill lose my mind if I dont find something to pacify
Can you help me occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me the things in life that I cant find
I cant see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me us so unreal
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but its too late
song performed by by Megadeth
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Happiness is......
Happiness is
Having someone by your side to love
You have that moment when things is going your way
One thing is happiness to me is you
When I see you and your cute smile
You make my darkness disappear
I feel happy and I know there is one person who can make my day bright
I'm happy to found you here
Happiness is
Mean to me is
Being Myself
What ever I accomplish, I'm proud of myself
It could be someone you crush on and
you can count on him or her to make you
Feel better when you're sad or drepressed
I know one person and he make me forget someone else and everything else I think about
Also I know I can count on someone to do that
Happiness is
Have the best day ever and
Everything is going my way
My life is turning out good
Happiness is
poem by Christina Phan
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Diversion
There's a bird that visits my pane each day
and peers inside at me.
I try to stay still so he won't fly away
for he diverts my memory.
I do not think of troubling things
by keeping my focus on him.
I think he understands my stare
for he cocks his head to the side
with happiness and joy unknown
that brings me time to forget
all the things I must return to
with which I am beset.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Happiness, Happiness, You are that happiness!
Happiness, happiness,
is it everywhere?
The mirage that life shows,
That runs away and laughs somewhere,
On those run after it,
Soiling hands by toiling with trifles,
Hoping for catching flying birds,
Letting those in their hands!
And that hope make it happen,
Faith that makes all the difference,
only a step at time can make it possible,
Possible, that were looking impossible
Happiness is not in running for some thing great,
When one learn nothing is great,
It will be too late to be happy!
The colourful stars not give us anything,
wonderfull clouds may not give us anything,
Colourful singing birds,
Colourful fragment flowers,
Or trees with full of fruits,
Green mountains and mountain dews,
nothing they give than that strange impulses!
Some flickering thoughts makes us happy,
And some thoughts, selfish and ego centred,
Such thoughts and actions when click!
All that happiness is untrue,
It is a curse in disguise,
But sometime sorrow that brings out the best of one,
And sorrow is blessing in disguise!
Delusion of ego throws in illusion,
Most of us are schizophrenic,
And ignorant, about happiness,
Tree if swing to wind may break or fall!
Either we should be elastic, and we should be rigid,
Yet happiness is neither earned,
Happiness is not gained,
Yet can be lost easily
Paradise is neither can be gained nor attained,
Yet easily can be lost and slip into hell!
Soul is that in paradise and happiness reside,
Soul is that in which all sorrow and hell too reside,
Self is that abode of one where no hell or no paradise lies,
But Self is paradise of paradise,
The supreme paradise is that SELF
out of reach of all paradoxes
Parity
and beyond all parodies!
Happiness is your another name,
As god is your another name,
Your name and shape
is painted on that colourless,
Vacuum,
Which is the source of all happiness.
All life and your dreams!
Look at yourself, thy nature is happiness,
And you can only make all happy,
You art that, who can be all the time happy
What ever happen anywhere,
You are that,
You are that bring all happiness,
All, all, all happiness to all!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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