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What's Next?

'Excuse me...
But,
Can you tell us...
What's next? '

Hmmm..
I really haven't figured that out yet.
You caught me off guard.
I was just thinking about that.

I know I have a consciousness,
That has me believing...
I have still time to produce my best.
And keeping this belief,
Challenges my ability to acquire proper rest.
And accepting there is a better 'me',
That needs to be pushed forward...
To be critiqued with a test,
Is...
Unsettling at times.
This does play with my mind.

I'm sorry!
What was your question?

'What's next? '

For...who?

'I have forgotten.
But I do thank you for sharing.
Some people would not have responded to me at all.
Especially in such detail.

Oh yes...
Can you tell me,
What is served next...
After the appetizers?
My friend says it's the entree.
I say it is either the soup or salad.'

I see!
Well...
I've already given you dessert.
So you don't have to worry about,
How good that is.

'Thank you.
You've got jokes!
Enjoy your meal.
We are not into desserts.
But who knows what time has instore for us.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Like the Odds

Hmmm...
Interesting question.

How can I assist,
In keeping 'your' way of life
From slipping through your fingers?

Good question!

Well...
You did say something,
That was key to your dilemma.
It is 'your' way of life,
Right?
If it was mine...
You would have wasted no time,
Pulling the plug!
Believing that action
Would not mire you in sludge!

I tell you what!
I will not budge.
Instead...
I'd rather observe how your way of life changes.
Maybe there will be a lesson in it for me!

I like the odds.
And it is worth the gamble...
To see you scramble without thinking,
Of me as competition!
Either way...
There is nothing for me to lose.
I am already grateful,
I am not wishing to walk in your shoes!

Does that provide you with a little hint?
Or perhaps reveal my response to you,
With a clue to use?
Your way of life...
Has never included my wellbeing too!
Now has it?
And I regard you now,
As a hazard I am not willing to risk to take.
I pride my consciousness that is at stake!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Told Me To Be Cautious

Boss...
They are 'still' not finished,
With the appetizers you served them.
And that was years ago.
What are you going to do with the main course?

'Oh,
They are going to eat this.
It took me too long to prepare it!
And some of them you see eating now...
Spent most of their lives,
Denying themselves the opportunity.
I'm loving this! '

Aren't you tired?
Don't you want to rest?

'Are you kidding?
They have yet to taste my dessert! '

You haven't prepared your 'special'
Have you?

'Yes I have!
I've got lots of time!
I am glad they decided,
To finally choose my recipes to eat!
I had heard a rumor,
No one 'believed' I did this!
In fact,
Others had stolen some of my creations.
They've got the real deal now.
And they have no idea what they are in for! '

Boss...
You're not going to get them addicted,
Are you?

'Go ahead!
Why don't you take off for the day.
You haven't seen your family in a few months.
I'll get someone else to cover for you.
I've been waiting for this,
For quite a long time!
You have no idea.
Addicted?
I'd like to think of it as mind altering.'

Oh no!
I feel sorry for them.
Remember when you gave me a few samples?

'Yes! '

My family and I are still nibbling on them!
Thank God I took your advice...
When you told me to be cautious!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mission Assigned To The Position

Challenges faced everyday,
To remain emotionally vulnerable...
With an accepting of what takes place,
Is the mission assigned to the position...
Of one who lives fated to create.

Awakening each day,
As if with eyes of an innocent child...
Gets less difficult for the one,
Who has been committed to a life lived...
Not to be experienced by everyone to reconcile.

And those who sit believing,
This kind of mentality can be critiqued...
Are not living twenty four hours a day,
With a mind creating barely getting rest.
Only to momentarily 'allowed' to sleep.

Challenges faced everyday,
To remain emotionally vulnerable...
With an accepting of what takes place,
Is the mission assigned to the position...
Of one who lives fated to create with focus.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A good or bad

We may have similar nature of different kind
The situation too would be hostile and unkind
We may have upper hand in terms of knowledge
Still we will be singled out even with clear edge

It is difficult to adjust with the situation
It may trouble us for its continuation
As they enter our life as reality
It may upset us and question our ability

We may not be able to confirm
We may not be able to confront either
Everything may look not to our test
Still we got to adjust and think as best

It may not go well with our belief
It may not give us at all any relief
Still it may be relation with new leaf
We got to forgo so many things and act as deaf

It may not compel us to do anything
But still we may miss in us as something
It shall not go as per our thinking
We may watch it helplessly with eyes only blinking

The problem may still persist
People may force on us and insist
We may not be in position to tell them to desist
They may pursue it vigorously and resist

This may cause some infuriation in mind
We may think over it nut unable to find
Any way out but fall in lines
It may hold good to watch on side lines

We may think it wrong and absurd
You may still want not to be of guard
You may try to go ahead with your own way
It is feared you may be pushed and driven away

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Came To Deliver Your Dreams

I came to you.
Believing I was needed.
Believing I assisted,
With the sharing of your happiness.

I came to you.
But from your point of view,
I was in need of charity.
And you sacrificed your donations to please.

Either way,
We spent little time communicating our minds.
With more of it invested in foolish misunderstandings.
Without accepting the giving intended,
In the sharing of blessed gifts to offer.
And the basic caring to fulfill our needs.

Either way,
We allowed appearances to get in our way.
And on the day we met,
I was not thinking of being impressive.
I came to deliver your dreams.
With not a thought premeditated,
For profound commentary.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Young At Heart

We like the water and are very fond of the sun
and so on a good day like to have some fun.
We usually sport and play all day long
and frolic about while humming a song.

Our childish antics may seem absurd
especially to those who haven’t heard
- the young at heart need no excuse
to spend their time and joy produce.

We don’t seem to be alone here at all or far apart
as there’re many around who are young at heart.
We amuse ourselves mostly with fanciful things
and enjoy the pleasure that this activity brings.

Whether alone or with a group of friends
whatever is done against time contends,
which pushes each moment behind that comes along
as we make the most of each day with a happy song.

If there’s someone about who makes us upset
we may cry a little, but then also try to forget.
The joy of life consumes most of our day
as we continue doing what we love to play.

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poem by George Krokos
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Keeping still

Keeping his back still
So that he no longer feels his body.
He goes into his courtyard
And does not see his people.
No blame.
True quiet means keeping still when the time has come to keep still, and going forward when the time has come to go forward.
In this way rest and movement are in agreement with the demands of the time, and thus there is light in life.

poem by from I Ching
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I Haven't Forgotten

I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!

I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!

I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!

poem by Asif Andalib
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No face to save

It did cost me dearly with no face to save
I was so sure of success and tired to be brave
But it was backfired and I had to bite the dust
Friends not only blamed me but doubted the trust

I was very much of reserved nature and preferred to be alone
It was resented by friend circle and did not like by any one
They would dropp in anytime and pass on the crude joke
They will not miss any golden chance to tease and poke

I liked their behavior but objected many times
They will be in search and wait for opportune time
Strike at the weak point and disturb the nerve
I resented the manner in which the blows were served

It is good moment to have funny exchanges
Pull down the image and still confidently manage
It is happy occasion when we are together
Celebrate it to the fullest joy when decide to gather

All said and done but I found it not to the good test
They were doing it with ulterior motives and in bad taste
I sensed the trouble in acceding to the blackmail
But was helpless as I was unable to find the tail

They will form a group and expose me all of sudden
Everybody may enjoy at my helplessness and cut jokes even
I will demonstrate no reprisal and surrender
This was giving them upper hand but sending me to ponder

I took one friend by surprise in good gathering
I chose some words and hurled at him for sharing
He took it ill and left the scene in huff
They all thought I did mischief as time was not opportune to laugh

I had struck at the best of time to give them realization
Friendship is alright but not at the cost of bad relation
We can’t cut sorry figure at all the times
As days can be turned against us at any time

I had no occasion to rejoice at but laughed at result
It was an appropriate rejoinder to an insult
The weapon can’t be double sided to deliver the blow
It must have all the desired elements at one go

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A different test

What is fine and where to dine
It is to be served only with wine?
I want it to be served at its best
When I am there at complete rest

Different test at different time
Sometime may amount committing to crime
I have all dreams to come true
i have tested and gone through

It is what I am today
Gone was bad yesterday
I wait for bright day
Let people find it as best way

I shall stand alone amidst the crisis
Broad smile but no emphasis
Let them thin and enjoy in their own style
I shall watch them for a while

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In the Fray (school)

hours, hours yes they fly by
so far away, so high in the sky
i just cannot reach
any of my dreams and there is a breach
in consciousness and rhyme
and this gap may last for all time
in the middle of the test
taking a crazy exam with little food and little rest
they think i am crazy now
maybe not done asking the question how
and why?
why o why do i write am i high? or something
or on drugs? nay and no i say
quite frankly, no not today,
never
it seems like such a useless endeavor
to forget one's problems in a such a way
therefore i run far away
from such things as i take my test
the bell rings yay done
time to have fun?
time to rest?
no and no again back to the asylum...
school

poem by David Knox
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I’ll Wait Patiently

I’m sorry, today I tried to contact you,
then realised you weren’t there.
I’ve been kind of out of sorts lately,
feeling down and full of despair.

I just wondered what you were doing,
and if you ever thought of me.
Do you remember all the good times
and how happy we used to be?

I’ve tried to contact you several times
after you’ve been on my mind.
I still don’t really know what happened
that caused me to leave you behind.

Why haven’t you contacted me
like we agreed we would?
Have you forgotten how to do it,
or is your network not so good?

I don’t know exactly where you are,
and I could track you down.
The question is would you want me to,
and would you want me around?

Please try to use the airways
if you want to contact me.
I have all the time in this world
and I’ll wait patiently.

poem by Orlando Belo
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It's Time Now

I have to give up on you
I need to stop filling my mind up with you 24/7
I got hint and what people try to tell me
It's time now
I miss out on all fun stuff because of you
I have to move on no matter how much I don't want too
Its time to closed chapter on you
I'm opening to other chapter for other guys
You were my favorite guy I ever known,
Like recipe that I enjoying cooking, and
Enegry that I need instead of food
You were highlight to my day
You make me looking forward to that class and seeing you everyday
I have butterflys when I see you
I get so speechless you
I can't find right words to say too you
All I want to do was pay attention to you, smile, and laugh
You were sun that shine on me
You give me chance
I enjoy being around you
Now is all over and you're gone
Even if you not here
All I do is think about you and
At that moment when I'm thinking about this all that
I learned that I'm living in past and not in future
It's time now
There are better things I can enjoy
Our relationship didn't last
It never meant to happen no matter how much we want it too
I will cherish moments we have deep in my heart
There other guys I can love and be like cherry on top of my ice cream
After this journey and challenges we had to go through
It's time now

poem by Christina Phan
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Good To Feel

It is always good to feel nice
Over full of nice food stuffs with rice
It gives good smell when nicely arranged
Now only good test to be observed and managed

These are all external feelings
When it comes to real happening!
It turns out to be unpleasant
When it seems not ideal and important

There are many ways to feel happy
Only positive mind can speak it without worry
One needs to remain in cheerful mood
As it is not always the question of good food

Food can provide good nourishment
Body can be kept in fit condition with nice movements
But what about inner conscience and its concern
It can’t be kept quiet with possible wait of turn

You can go tough with the situation
You can be very rough when time comes for evaluation
You have to be committed with certain aspects
As that may only guarantee you some respect

It is said one need not worry about whole world
At any time they may show you wall and turn cold
At such time you can come out well and act as very bold
You respond to soul and see it is not bartered or sold

The key lies with us with all the options
We must be capable of its retention
Nothing can be snatched if you are firm
Only you must stick to belief and confirm

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fast Cars

My cell is ringing
No ID
I need to know who's calling
My gardens overgrown
I go out on my belly crawling
I got CCTV pornography CNBC
I got the nightly news
To get to know the enemy
All I want is a picture of you
All I want is to get right next to you
All I want is your face in a locket
Picture in my pocket
I take a pill to stop it
I know these fast cars
Won't do me no good
I'm going nowhere where I am it is a lot of fun
They're in the dessert to dismantle an atomic bomb
I want you shadow box
Check the stocks
I'm in detox
Want the lot of what you got
What you got can make this stop
All I want is a picture of you
All I want is to get right next to you
All I want is your face in a locket
Picture in my pocket
I take a pill to stop it
I know these fast cars
Won't do me no good
Don't you worry about your mind
Don't you worry about your mind
Don't you worry about your mind
Don't you worry about your mind
You should worry about the day
That the pain it goes away
You know i miss mine sometimes
There is no fiction that will truely fit the situation
I'm documenting every detail every conversation
Not used 2 talkin 2 somebody in a body
Somebody in a body
Somebody in a body

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Age

I recall the times
I'd dance on life's delicate toes,
Always believing
The faster I'd live, the more of living I would know -

The divine dove of fearless youth
Was right beside me all the way,
That is until, out of the blue
That fickle friend just up and flew away -

There's always a time to play
And a time to rest,
Lately it's the latter
I enjoy the best -

These days my old pals and I
Can't make it so late drinking from the wild-well,
We end up sleeping all the next day
And feeling like hell -

I used to like
Riding bulls and raising cain,
Driving back roads day and night
And camping out in the rain -

I had my own special ways
And unique charms,
Born riding a horse
And working on a farm -

But, as with all of life
Everything has to change,
There's not one element in any of it
That forever remains the same -

So now I'm a bit less special
And have far fewer charms,
Mostly these days just enjoy thinking gentle in my head
And doing simple work with my two old arms -

A good thought
And a good days work,
Help to heal livings pains
And lifes hurts -

So yea, youth has flown the coop...
It's sad but true;
Honestly though in more ways than one
Age could just be the best thing to ever happen,
for me, and for you -

poem by Smoky Hoss
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I Melt With You

Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best
I saw the world thrashing all around your face
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace
I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you
You should know better
Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
You should see why
Dropped in the state of imaginary grace
You should know better
I made a pilgrimage to save this humans race
You should see why
What I'm comprehending a race that was long gone by
I'll stop the world and melt with you (let's stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you
The future's open wide (The future's open wide)
The future's open wide
hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm
hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
I'll stop the world and melt with you (Let's stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you (Let's stop the world)
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world and melt with you (Let's stop the world)
I'll stop the world
I'll stop the world

song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Retardation Error

At this day forward,
I took a look at the people,
the people in high grades,
the people who are in honor,
the people I believe who shows off,
showing off their knowledge,
which I don't have.
Barely passing,
barely reaching up,
barely being smart

I always lose,
I always finished last.
People don't care,
how they teach me,
how they treat me,
as long as the money,
falls on their hands.
It's so cruel,
that people don't care,
as selfish as they are.

They have their proper brain,
they have their money,
and they have their smile on their faces,
that they have accomplished,
by getting money,
but for myself,
I haven't got any accomplishment,
I haven't get good grades.

The only thing I have,
Is my poor corruptive mind,
mentally not smart,
that has no ability,
to take regular education.
Cause I am special,
and I should get fair education,
not just by reading,
not just by visual,
just by explaining the meanings with both,
explaining the meanings slowly.
Cause my special mind requires slow education,
like a bird requires wings to fly.

poem by Mathew Cruz
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Who Am I? -Cory's Story

I am running all the time
but I'm running down hill;

I am thinking all the time
but clear thinking is foggy to me most times.

I do things sometimes and can't remember what.

I do things sometimes and can't remember why.

I have days I just want not to see no one;
just want to hide.

I think certain days
others are looking at me.

I think certain days
others are better than me.

I don't want to go into certain things in detail-
the detail will hurt,
need to keep it general and light,
not get too heavy in my mind.

Don't want to be like others because I can't.

Don't want to adjust
because it will
make me crazy.

I prefer people think I am dull and lazy
rather than I've tried and failed.

Don't want any one to get to know me too well;
I might be judged.

I have a secret side of me no one knows
that is superior over others.

I run away from feeling down
and tried being happy-
didn't like it;
it didn't work out too well.

What is wrong with me?

I was born in the wrong century
I should be a pirate
and not polite
or effete.

And another thing
I really like being around people
but I don't really like them to talk to me.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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An Honest Man

Neither do I claim my self to be an honest man
Nor I do give any guarantee to my woman
I have tried to remain loyal as far as possible
But life has remain problem and full of troubles

I know for sure that she was one of the best
Did all whatever she could and proved true to test
Yet something was troubling and keeping her away
Her behavior was coming definitely on the way

It is sweet tug of war between couples
It is so when they get into doubles
Children change their way of living
It is now question of faith and believing

Some of the interests are forgotten for cordiality
Some of the couples show it as their best quality
Despites lots of difference they try patch up
Keep relation in tact and nicely cover up

There is no need to express regret or feel sorry
Some of the fears keep surfacing and add to worry
Life is another name for on going struggle
Compared to that of timely appearance of water bubble

How come that ship can sail smooth?
People may try very hard in their youth
Yet some of the tricky ways dishearten
The patience runs out of it all of sudden

It takes years of time to adjust
It is almost known and must
As it demands greater degree of understanding
It gives enough of time to correct image and standing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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