When That Brick Is Dropped
The odyssey masked now captures,
A delusional 'hint' now exposed.
Those who believe they were free as they were...
Are now the subjects,
Of the bizarre and absurd.
Your bubble has been popped.
You who believed you were of better stock.
And when that brick is dropped,
You will remember...
All the chances you had,
To keep the madness stopped!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Bubble In My Heart...!
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that floats
Like it is made out of soap
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that dance
Like it is riding on the breeze
A bubble a bubble in my heart
A bubble a bubble that fills my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that sings
Like it knows how to sing
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that roams
Out of my heart in to the storms
A bubble a bubble in my heart
A bubble a bubble that fills my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
Baby can you see that
Yeah the bubble in my heart
There's a bubble in my heart
A bubble that shines
Much more than sunshine
A bubble a bubble in my heart
Yeah baby, there is a bubble, a bubble in my heart....!
poem by Rowving Smith
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Dropped Like a Hot Potato
I had the fear in me stopped.
Dropped like a hot potato.
I got tired of being unhappy.
And strapped with available nonsense,
On my back.
I've long asked God to deliver me from that.
I had the fear in me stopped.
Dropped like a hot potato.
Without one regret of being burned.
Or which emotion I dealt with it.
I was not going to allow it to sit.
And nourish on me as if a leech!
I've long asked God to deliver me from that.
I had been whipped into doubt and confusion.
No one had to tell me I was crazed.
I was in the affirmation stage.
I had the fear in me stopped.
And dropped like a hot potato.
And today...
Nothing gets dropped.
Since the fear in me stopped.
To let go of an experience,
That may be too precious to go wasted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Captivating Madness
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating with excitement,
Cotton candied and popcorn balled!
There is amusements in the atmosphere.
A circus that delights!
Thrills and chills to goosebump with squeals.
'Free Admission' is the call!
There's nothing left to keep a calm breath...
Not today on this rollercoasting ride!
And the ringmaster confesses,
Those who witness are being blessed.
Since this mess adventured,
Churns to a frenzy...
And must not be stalled.
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating with excitement,
Cotton candied and popcorn balled!
For anyone in doubt,
Of this craziness coming to an end...
Hold on tight and close your eyes,
There's more attractions
Being prepare...
That have yet to begin!
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating conscious minds...
With no hint to slow,
Even to a crawl.
Who believed these actions,
Would heal and someday mend!
Not this captivating madness,
We've been addicted to defend!
It's a captivating madness,
Complete with somersaults.
Backflips with closed lips are seen...
And some knocked out by what is viewed,
Are administered smelling salts!
It's a captivating madness...
Deplete of accepting fault!
And those who foresee the future say,
This madness feeds massive assaults.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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However Absurd
Ears twitch, like a dog, breaking eggs in a dish.
Do not mock me when I say this is not a lie.
Its funny thing, half serious, with our hands on our ears.
Living dreams with mouths ajar, wide awake, we go to sleep.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Something special between us, when we mmade love the game was over.
I couldnt say the words, words wouldnt get ny feelings through,
So I keep talking to you...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Custom made dinosaurs, too late now, for a change.
Everything is under the sun, but nothing is for keeps...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Chances Are
Chances are if we'd meet again,
You won't know who I am,
Though you might remember the smile
Or you might recall the walk,
But chances are, you will not.
And if we did meet on the road again,
Would you smile and call my name
Or would you forget who I was,
Because now, we are not the same.
Chances are, you would walk away,
And you would forget what you saw
Even though you knew me then,
But now my face, you couldn't recall.
And if we were in trouble in the sea of life,
Would you be there to toss me a line
I know I'd be there if but for you,
But alas, that was a different time.
And chances are, if we were alone
You would then smile and talk to me,
You would be my friend, and remember again,
But chances are; that will never be.
Chances are, that I will never change
And that I will stay the way I am,
And you will stay the way, that you must be,
But I don't care, in this world of man.
I will act the way that I want to act
And I will do the things that I must do,
And I am not ashamed of anything or anyone,
But chances are, the hypocrite is you.
And as life is full of chances of her own,
She has her own steps and stairs,
And could I see you on your way down,
Chances are, I will be there.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Credited Gluttony
Well,
The popularity of tea parties,
Seem to be dipping a little bit.
The reality of what needs to be fixed,
Has more to do with sacrifice.
And sipping on this...
More are admitting,
They had been in denial...
With delusional visions,
They had wish to keep revisited.
But the one who sees what is needed ahead,
Has made attempts to feed responsibility...
To everyone instead.
And since true leadership few had been exposed,
Many believed delusions fed...
Would never cause them to overdose.
Well,
The popularity of tea parties,
Seem to be dipping a little bit.
The reality of what needs to be fixed,
Has more to do with sacrifice.
And sipping on this...
More are admitting,
They had been in denial...
With delusional visions,
They had wish to keep revisited.
And this...
Will no longer appease,
Those caring less about fulfilling fantasies.
The piper plucked,
Now wishes to be paid.
Not in promises...
But in 'bucks'!
To close a widening gap...
That credited gluttony has yet to slow up!
Especially from those,
With opened mouths and swelling guts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its Only A Paper Moon
I never feel a thing is real
When Im away from you
Out of your embrace
The worlds a temporary parking place
Mmm, mm, mm, mm
A bubble for a minute
Mmm, mm, mm, mm
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it
Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldnt be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, its only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldnt be make-believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
Its a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
Its a melody played in a penny arcade
Its a barnum and bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldnt be make-believe
If you believed in me
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Remembering Adam!
No cure seems to work.
Between absurd and wise,
Lone he walks.
It is a note on the timidness
of a star, which couldn’t come near the earth.
On the slope of a crater, a boulder
stopped it.
No laughter seems to amuse him,
sullen and depressed,
lone he walks.
Genes take a giant leap,
he could not break the fall.
Brick by brick the fort crumbles,
a black halo fills the canvas.
Now carnations will not bloom,
and time will die with the clocks.
Lone he walks.
Duplicity was the word or tragedy,
Transparency got mutilated.
some of the sufferings could not come to the surface.
Both waves and boat collapsed,
Lone he walks.
poem by Satish Verma
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Two Houses
Yesterday's house,
where I used to live
was warm
with brick, and mellow wood.
Sounds bounced
softly
back and forth,
to blend with living words.
Yesterday's house
does not remember me.
Today's house
is cold and bleak
with steel,
and pitted stone.
Sounds clash,
as havoc reigns...
with reason
lost to madness.
Yesterday's house
is masked by time,
and clockwork hands
that can't turn back.
My body lives in today's house -
my eyes weep today's tears -
but my heart
is safe in yesterday's house
where the mortgage
is always paid.
poem by Robert Reldan
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How More Lucky Can One Be?
Too delusional you are.
In a maniacal frantic way displayed.
You say you've been touched by an angel.
I believe that angel threw a brick.
Hitting you in the head with it.
You've attached yourself like dog doo.
To stink after removing from one's shoe.
You say you love unconditionally!
That's a good thing...
I guess.
But I wonder with who,
Would desire all that gooey giving...
From you!
'What's that you doin'? '
Oh...
Just throwing up!
'Maybe it was something you ate.
And you had enough.'
You have no idea.
I wish I did have that kind of luck.
'Well...
You do have me.
How more lucky can one be? '
Too delusional you are.
In a maniacal frantic way displayed.
You say you've been touched by an angel.
I believe that angel threw a brick.
Hitting you in the head with it.
'You act as if you want me to leave? '
Really?
What makes you say that?
'Everytime I surprise you with a visit...
You go sit in your window,
To lean dangerously on the edge.
As if you're trying to escape from a trap.
When your love to me you wish to pledge!
Would you like me to sit with you?
So both of us can share such a romantic view? '
And I would LOVE that too.
'This is the first time I've seen you so excited! '
How more lucky can one be?
I agree!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anthem 84
If youre looking for a fighter wholl defend you
And love you for your freedom. Im your man.
And I aint gonna leave you for the crazy things youre doing
But dont ask me to lend a helping hand.
You were such a pretty dream as I remember
You were young and strong and God was on your side.
But vision slowly faded like the wonder from your eyes
And you traded your compassion for your pride.
But I still believe in all that we believed in.
And I pray to God that you will in the end.
And youll see the golden chances that youre wasting.
And be the loving beauty that you can.
But I still believe in all that we believed in.
And I pray to God that you will in the end.
And youll see the golden chances that youre wasting.
And be the loving beauty that you can.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Dismissal Of Fears
There is nothing like falling out of a tree.
That has happened to me.
Twice,
At least.
There is nothing like taking chances.
With a clear understanding,
There may be consequences to pay.
That has happened to me.
More times than I care to remember.
More times than even I...
Can remember.
And still find my actions,
Difficult to believe!
There is nothing like making mistakes.
Especially those,
That come to shake one awake.
That has happened to me.
Until running into a brick wall,
Made my nose bleed.
Literally.
And...
There is nothing like getting up,
Off of one's knees.
Stripped of an ego.
And every pretension...
I fed upon as a necessity.
There is nothing like falling out of a tree.
That has happened to me.
Twice,
At least.
As if an introduction,
To prepare me for a journey!
And today...
For some reason...
I can not pass a tree without touching it.
Or giving it a very long hug!
With the gratefulness,
I had the audacity to take chances.
And a dismissal of fears to live my life as it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can It Be Stopped
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can it be dropped.
Can it be stopped.
Hoodwinkers on the loose.
Hoodwinkers out to dupe too!
And...
Can they be stooped.
Crooked people after loot,
Proving they can low stoop.
But...
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.
Hoodwinkers on the loose,
Stooping low as they choose.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lint Sits In My Pockets
I am here!
Until I am not.
Any precautions you take,
Should be dropped and stopped.
Don't be intimidated by me, please.
Unlock that mind you block.
If I wanted to intimidate,
I'd approach as if a rabid fox.
Or...
Pretend I have something to give,
Like resources I know...
I lied about from the start!
And I am one to admit,
Lint sits in my pockets!
And lots of that I've got...
As if I hoarded it in storage as if stock.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And There is... a Brick
And there is a brick
A wall that not speak
Silent and still
and doesn't have any will
That is a brick
Some may pray, some may weep
Some kick the brick
That is a brick
Shield not to hurt
Human that lock their minds
But let the brick
takes the wind of change
without regretting
what both sides couldn't send
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I remember our days
I remember our days on the haybails
singing to the tunes on the ipod
I remember the parties we went to
we could drink until we dropped
I remember us going through school
lazing about knowing our exams would flop
I remember the summer of 2009
we laughed and smile so much we thought we'd never stop
I remember leaving it all behind
and onto the next train in life we hopped
I remember saying we'll stay friends
and look where we are, that never stopped
I remember falling out during the winter of 09
it was all my fault and i felt like a stupid sop
I remember us all falling in love with someone we'd met
having found someone that made us feel ontop
I remember us all losing that special someone
feeling low, needing to drink and never stop
I remember the days we'd go without speaking
feeling awkward and put on the spot
I remember all the times we'd said we'd stick it through
Cause thats what we're here for, me and you
So lets dry our tears and get it together
cause tonight we party, as if it were forever
poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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Red Brick Dream
Red brick dream
Windows scream
As the rusting north star shines above
And drops its iron beams
Crashing down upon the rooves of swindon town
I heard the engines dying breath
Castles and kings all starved to death
I dropped the coronation cup
Sshh, please dont wake them up from
Red brick dream
Red brick dream
Buttons gleam
By the light of the furnace pouring
Molten memories
Splashing down upon the rooves of swindon town
The men of muscle piston rods
Who forged the horses of the gods
The made the town a set of chains
And sleeping it remains in
Red brick dream
song performed by by Xtc
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Red Brick Dream
Red brick dream
Windows scream
As the rusting north star shines above
And drops its iron beams
Crashing down upon the rooves of swindon town
I heard the engines dying breath
Castles and kings all starved to death
I dropped the coronation cup
Sshh, please dont wake them up from
Red brick dream
Red brick dream
Buttons gleam
By the light of the furnace pouring
Molten memories
Splashing down upon the rooves of swindon town
The men of muscle piston rods
Who forged the horses of the gods
The made the town a set of chains
And sleeping it remains in
Red brick dream
song performed by by Xtc
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Masked Assests
What point would I'd be making,
If my potential was exposed...
With a producing of abilities.
To who's benefit will this assist?
To whom ultimately will be pleased?
And...
Who will attempt to discredit me,
With a unseen limiting?
Masked assets I release.
With a viewing of them being mistreated.
Only I know what it is I keep deep within,
From a familiar disrespecting...
I will not let become diminished,
Begun to begin...
To satisfy those of restricting whims.
Masked assets I release.
Safely protected and out of reach.
Only to share in secret I do,
With those I know have also gone through...
An emotional raping,
Of their misunderstood deeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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