Where You're Coming From
You can not walk in my shoes
And expect to achieve progress.
Nor can you look over my shoulder,
To perceive your accomplishments!
Nothing that I've done,
Materialized just on wishes.
You want an easy ride.
Without hard work done...
Or tears to cry!
You want a smooth and clear path,
With time to joke and time to laugh!
They may call this business the creative arts!
But the creative part about it...?
How to sustain a sanity maintained
While holding onto a part of you...
No one but you know!
And It breathes with life but no one sees it!
As ignorant comments are made on a daily basis,
About 'you' and your lack of progress!
You want an easy ride.
Without hard work done...
Or tears to cry!
You want a smooth and clear path,
With time to joke and time to laugh!
You can not walk in my shoes
And expect to achieve progress.
Nor can you look over my shoulder,
To perceive your accomplishments!
Nothing that I've done,
Materialized just on wishes.
Years in the making!
Years with much of my heart breaking!
It took me years...
And don't think I don't notice,
Where you're coming from!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rare To Achieve
The creative process takes effort.
Many believe the expression itself is easy.
No announcements made are necessary,
To proclaim an interest to start what is desired...
But repeatedly does not begin.
It takes more than hours!
It takes years to hone a craft...
From love, blood, sweat and tears.
And many are not connected to what they deem as easy.
Several may get upset...
Because no support from others they get.
Why?
Well...
Let's analyze it!
Very few concepts that are lipped,
Arrive to the wrists.
With sleeves rolled up to the elbows.
It is more glamorous to say what it is one wishes to see done.
Than it is to realize it and have it shown under the Sun.
And a work truthfully in progress,
Is seldom mentioned until a finished product is seen.
Few projects move from discussion to completion.
And the ones that do...
Require a focus to get done with collective discipline.
And this,
Is extremely rare to achieve in 'most' small minded communities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Easy As It Seems
Ive been your lover for too many years, Im through with wastin my time
You been out runnin without any fear, tell me why, I wanna know the reason why
(its easy as it seems) cause its easy as it seems
I keep on hearin your road never bends, you aint committin no crime
I hear youre sleepin with one of my friends, tell me why
I wanna know the reason why
(its easy as it seems) cause its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away
I played your boyfriend for too many years, you know its drivin me wild
Ive seen you cryin without any tears, like a child
You wonder all the reasons why
(its easy as it seems) and its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away
If it takes forever, I dont mind, if it takes forever, Ive got time
All that I wanna know, can you lay it on the line
cause if it takes forever, you know Im gonna find out
(its easy as it seems) yeah its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away, walk away
(its easy as it seems) oh its easy (easy), easy as it seems
Yeah its easy (easy), oh its easy as it seems
Oh its easy (easy), oh its easy as it seems
Yeah its easy (easy), easy as it seems... (to fade)
song performed by by Kiss
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No individual is alone responsible for a single stepping stone along the path of progress, and where the path is smooth progress is most rapid.
quote by Ernest Lawrence
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Departure
So long old friend,
It has been fun
But my work here is done.
To watch you grow
And get to know
The man you have become.
Wherever you walk
And whenever you talk
Part of me is there.
And wherever I go
You too should know
That a part of you I share.
The part of you that made me laugh
Through all the memories we have.
The things that made us mad
The pain that made us cry
Yet, alas, old friend
It is time for me to say goodbye.
Now, we part in separate ways
And with others spend our latter days.
Still in your wealthy memory
Let others see that part of me;
The part of me you'll always have,
The part of me that made you laugh.
Fate has made us one somehow,
It is she who separates us now.
In time you'll see, much of you is me
Our friendship thus was true
And before I go, the world will know
How much of me is you.
poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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Ill Be Around
Words & music: michael w. smith and bob farrell
Hey boy - did you find out
Whatcha had to know - n what its all about
When you started to move - just a step at a time
You never wanted to fall
You took a chance on the wild side
Hey, girl - cantcha come down
Are ya way at the top - afraid of somethin you found
Then you try to go back - not as easy to do
Did you find who you are
From a dance on the wild side
I know sometimes its hard for you
To keep your feet upon the path that youve chosen
Its not for you to walk alone
Together we can take this road where its going - hang on
Chorus 1:
Stand by me - stand right here
The time has come to say it clear
Now dont give up - but dont give in
We will stand together to the end
And Ill be around - Ill be around, yeah
No joke - the sooner you find
It happens all the same - for every mothers child
When you walk in the dark - then you stumble and fall
Its a part of it all
When we dance on the wild side
But everybody needs someone
Who loves em through the toughest times - while theyre growing - yah
Who keeps a candle burning
When the darkness covers up the path where theyre going - hang on
Chorus 2:
Stand by me - stand right here
The time has come to say it clear
Now dont give up - dont give in
We will stand together to the end
And Ill be around - come what may
Heaven hears us when we pray
So dont give up - but dont give in
We will stand together to the end
I will be there, my good friend
And Ill be around
Be around, Ill be around...
Ill walk this road with you
Wherever it may wind
And Ill be around
Chorus 2
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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life!
Life (2nd attempt in writing a song)
What is life?
Life is sometimes great
Sometimes nothing
Most of the time it moves in circle
Though many a time it goes straight
Life is very easy
When you relinquish your dreams
It is very hard
When you want a thing to achieve
What is life?
Life is sometimes great
Sometimes it is nothing
Name fame in life is a game
of pray and hard work
Some one may get some thing
By virtue of a good luck
But things will never come again and again
As life is never a fluke
If you want to achieve some thing concrete
You have to rub your butt against a thorn or prick.
What is life?
Life is very deadly joyful
When you succeeds in love
Life is a lake of tasteless tears
When you have a success in failures.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Patience It Took
The path I have paved,
Has been years in the making.
Few detours on it have I taken.
With obstacles to remove,
As others observed me...
As if to disapprove.
And I have learned while doing this,
Only I understood my dreams and wishes.
Only I made promises to myself and no one else,
What I wanted and needed to achieve...
Would eventually materialize to please me.
With a patience it took time to realize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Expect Too Much From Me
aug,11,2010
people expect me to be perfect,
because i'm smart,
people expect me to get good grades,
because of all the hard work i put in,
people expect me to have my own business,
because i can be talented and creative,
people expect me to be a push over,
rather than a girl who speaks her mind,
people expect me to be something i'm not,
but all i can be is only myself,
people expect me to deal with life,
i can only deal with it the best i can,
people expect me to handle more than i can,
but who is it really for or what do i have to prove?
people expect me to be who they want,
but did they ever stop to think of what i wanted?
poem by Mona Martinez
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IF I Had 'Their' Time
Time and again,
People say they have none of it...
To do that which needs,
Their immediate attention.
And time and again,
The time that is wasted...
For them procrastinated to selected excuses,
Easy for them to make.
These are the people who say it's never too late,
To again...
Be freed of making decisions,
With a putting off what they see others do.
To say like most people who choose foolishness...
'IF I had 'their' time,
Of course I could achieve similar accomplishments.
But unlike them...
I don't have that kind of time to do what I wish.
I am not that fortunate.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Sensitivity Business
When I think of me and myself and I...
I am often quite surprised,
By the little attention I give...
To being that kind of guy.
I've been accused of being self centered,
Many times.
But nothing I have done can define me that way.
Although, I admit, I did one time 'try'.
I tried to feel that I am 'all' that.
I even got up one morning,
Promising myself no one else would matter.
Prepared with a list of accomplishments to announce.
With a printing of them on flyers so they would scatter.
Boring!
Within twenty-four hours other folks were on my mind.
After I spent a day observing 'them'.
And losing myself within creative intentions to complete...
Some activity that would influence the undoing,
A lack of concern and the misery many find.
Oh...
This sensitivity business,
Is not cool with me sometimes.
I often awaken thinking what it would be like,
To have only wining and dining on my mind all the time.
With a clock to beat...
Thinking of retirement as I laid on some beach.
And 'if' I didn't accept early in my life,
That it wasn't all about me...
I'd be contributing to complaints on a daily basis,
Doing that as my contribution to community outreach.
I'm blessed to hear from others...
I perceive much better off with time to do that.
Since I am blessed to be self centered free...
And not have limitation on my mind as a trap!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Been Accompanied
If I spent all of my time,
Thinking about heartache...
With accusations to make,
In rebuttle to naysayers...
To leave nothing I wanted to accomplish,
Left unattended to achieve...
What statement would I be affirming?
That my dreams are not validated?
Or that my wishes with hopes to see fulfilled,
Are not real?
I have never been accompanied on the path I walk on.
I have grown accustomed to feel,
What I tasted was unrealistic...
On a daily basis.
But I've witnessed my dreams and wishes,
Come true AND accumulate.
As if the naysayers and those who critiqued,
Stimulated my desire...
To prove to myself what I can do to get done.
Especially with pain as a motivator.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those of Creative Inclinations
I love it!
When those who perceive,
My ceative sensibilities...
Exposes a sensitivity,
That implies a character weakness.
Those of creative inclinations are often compared.
With limp wrists and tea cups!
But there are very few I now know or then knew,
Who were shy to tell anyone a thing or two...
Or where to go!
Anyone connected to this creative process knows...
It is not a joke.
Not this process carefully invoked...
To provoke a higher consciousness.
Growing older makes one aware,
Of the strength involved in this!
Nor made of fluff are these creative disciplines.
The only ones who believe they are...
Are those who have unruly children.
And have themselves disconnected...
From the creations of their realities.
Wishing to perceive,
Those of creativity are lazy!
Which for the most part,
Has been reluctantly failures man made!
To get a quick buck.
To find themselves at dead ends...
And out of luck!
Shall I say...
On their 'lazy' butts.
Remove the creative process out of schools...
And the manufacturing of fools are produced.
But then again...
I need not to say that today,
Do I?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Made All Of This Look Too Easy
I've made all of this look too easy.
So easy it's easier made for you to critique.
Even reading between the lines,
You will never feel my sentiments.
Or my experiences and years spent,
Healing from an assortment of hidden scars.
I've made all of this look too easy.
So easy you believe I have time I can find,
To please you and your needs.
As if nothing else is on my mind,
But you and your life and your doubts.
I've made all of this look too easy.
Haven't I?
Even when sleeping...
You perceive me to be undeserving to get,
Peace and rest without requesting it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The road to success
The Road to Success
We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Do you have a vision?
Do you have a mission?
You need one even if it is inspired by television
We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Critically look at your personal development
Grizzle over the final accomplishment
Decide on the instruments you need at the moment?
On its road, there are many paths to take
With many sacrifices along the way to make
Patience, faith and hard work, please don’t forsake
Or your dreams will pour empty into a wide lake
We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Is your vision greater than greatness?
You are the first one you must try to impress
Take a step at a time and do not digress
For success when achieved, I say without sarcasm
Is more gratifying than any orgasm
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bacharach / David Medley
(live)
Any day now
Any day now, I will hear you say,
Goodbye my love youll be on your way
And my wild, beautiful bird,
You will have flown, yeah!
Any day now, Ill be all alone
And you wont be around
Any day now, when your restless eyes meet someone new
To my sad surprise
And the blue shadows will fall all over town,
Any day now, you wont be around
Any love will let me down
I shouldnt want to keep you if you dont want to stay
And until youre gone forever
Ill be holding on for dear life, holding on
Holding you this way
And Im begging you to stay
Any day now, when the clock strikes go, youll go away
Then my tears will fall
And the blue shadows will fall all over town, yeah!
Any day now, you wont be around,
And love will let me down
Baby its you
Its not the way you smile
That touches my heart
Its not the way you kiss
That tears me apart
(*) many, many, many nights go by
I sit alone
At home I cry
Over you
What can I do
Cant help myself
cause baby its you
You should hear what theyre saying about you
They say youve never
Never, never been true
Oh! no! no!
It doesnt matter what they say
Im gonna love you any old way
What can I do
When its true
Dont want nobody
cause baby its you
Repeat (*)
Knowing when to leave
Go while the going is good
Knowing when to leave may be
The smartest thing anyone can learn, go!
Im afraid my heart isnt very smart
Fly while your still have your wings
Knowing when to leave wont let you reach
The point of no return, fly!
Foolish as it seems
I still have my dreams
So I keep hoping, day after day
As I wait for the man
And each night after night as I wish
For the love he can be
Though Im sure that no one can tell what are
Whishes and hopefully, somehow I fell
There is happiness waiting for me
When someone walks in your life
You just better be sure hes right
cause if hes found out, heartches and tears you must pay
Keep both of your eyes on the door
Never let it get out of sight
Just be prepared when the time has come
You arent away
Sail when the wind starts to blow
Bul like a fool I dont know when to leave
Make it easy on yourself
If you really love her
And there is nothing I can do
Dont try to spair my feelings
Just tell me that we are through
And make it easy on yourself
Make it easy on yourself...
cause breaking up is so very hard to do
If the way I hold you
Cant compare to her caress
No words of consolation will make me miss you less
My darling... if this is goodbye
I just know I want to cry...
So run to her before you start crying too
And make it easy on yourself...
Make it easy on yourself...
cause breaking up is so very hard to do
And make it easy on yourself
Make it easy on yourself, easy on yourself
Cause breaking up is so very hard to do
(theres) always something
There to remind me
If you should miss
The sweet and tender love we used to share
That we used to share
Just go back to the places where we used to go
And Ill be there
Oh, how can I forget you
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you
I will never be free
Youll always be a part of me
When there is always something there to remind me
Ill never fall in love again
Dont tell me what its all about
cause Ive been there and Im glad Im out
Out of those chains, those chains that blind you
That is why Im here to remind you
Here to remind you
Here to remind you
Here to remind you
What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow
So for at least until tomorrow
Ill never fall in love again
Oh, Ill never fall in love again
Walk on by
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe you dont see the tears
Just let me breathe in private
cause each time I see you I break down and cry
Walk on by
I just cant get over losing you
So if I should seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride thats all that I have left
So let me have the tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said good-bye
Walk on by, by
Do you know the way to san jose
Do you know the way to san jose?
Ive been away so long
I may go wrong and lose my way
Do you know the way to san jose?
Im going back to find some place of mind san jose
L.a. is a great big freeway
Put a $100 down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two theyll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, that quick they pass
And all the stars there never were
Are parking cars and punping gas
Ive got lots of friends in san jose
Cant wait to get back to san jose
Do you know the way to san jose?
song performed by by Carpenters
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Ingredients For Success
Each one of us in this world,
Strives hard for success,
But if we fail, we are left,
Wondering what we did less.
There are some ingredients needed,
Upon which, I would like to stress
Which, if included in our life style,
Can guarantee success.
We first need to learn,
Not to get oppressed.
To avoid those who discourage,
To follow the path of progress.
We have to learn to work hard,
Because this, if we possess,
Will act like a bridge,
And connect us to success.
We must be dedicated to our work,
And do whatever possible to fulfill our dream,
Gradually, in this journey,
We will gain self- esteem.
Another important ingredient-
Never wear a mask,
We should be ourself, build our own path,
Which will satisfactorily complete our task.
Last but never the least,
Try hard to achieve excellence,
For it is excellence which will,
In the end, lead us to success.
Go get these ingredients, my friend,
Only then will you be called,
A successful person in the end.
-Mugdha Khedkar
poem by Mugdha Khedkar
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Dreams Are Coming True For me
Whatever I believe in
Dreams are coming true for me
All I do is be patient and wait
I work hard at it, with little help and support it happen
I'm a chef and a writer at last
Whatever I want to be
All I have to do is
Try my best and put hundred percent into what I do
Don't let people get in my way
I want work so hard to achieve my dreams
Keep trying and trying and it be worthwhile
I can do it and not let anyone get in my way
I'm strong and idependable
I can see myself in ten years
That I achieve my career and I reach my goals
I believe in myself
I don't try to get to excited because
It won't work and be back luck so
Watch out what you say, do or act
Dreams are coming true for me
Dreams are coming true for me
poem by Christina Phan
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Don't Ever Call Here Again
Why did I call?
You have been on my mind.
You are there most of the time,
With thoughts of wishes
I hope you are fine.
Why is it you?
Doesn't my call to you provide a clue?
Perhaps one day,
Out of the 'blue'...
You will call me too!
Instead of seeming to be annoyed.
And giving me attitude!
'Yeah...
But you've called me five times in ten minutes.
You have the wrong number!
How long has it been since you have spoken to your mother? '
Mom I know this is you!
I apologize for not calling in twenty years.
I have fallen on hard times...
And I need your assistance.
'That's unfortunate, young man.
The only son I had told me to mind my business.
He moved out over twenty five years ago!
And I know that could not be you...
Because the last time I called 'him'
He told me where to go!
I went!
And my life has been wonderful ever since!
I would give you his number...
But I have forgotten his name!
I have forgotten I have had any children at all.
And I bet 'if' you were in my shoes,
You would do the same.
When you find your mama...
Give her a hug for me, baby!
And as for you...
Don't ever call here again.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I like to live my own life
I can smile,
though sometimes it's so hard to do.
I can laugh,
Though sometimes the tears are running down.
I can look sometimes so lightminded,
And...sometimes...so thoughtful.
I can joke, I can bear a lot of things,
But...sometimes I can't give away my offences,
And can't stand any pretences.
And...at those horrible moments
My soul pains hardly.
Fortunately, nobody can see it.
Some people say
They would like to be in my shoes.
It looks like loose
To be in one's shoes.
I think it's so foolish and disgrace,
They do not look at my face,
They do not look at my eyes,
And...they do not realize
That happiness comes with worries,
That love comes with pain.
Could I be happy without any grief?
Could I know what happiness and love is
Without any worries?
Could I laugh or smile
If I didn't know what tears are?
Could I comfort someone's soul
If I didn't feel the pain of my own?
I wouldn't like to be in anyone's shoes.
I like to live my own life.
And make my own booze.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Games Of Betrayal
Wait.
I just heard what you said.
And it has to be a joke?
Or you believe I am the ultimate fool.
Which is it?
And what in me are you trying to provoke?
You stated,
In amazing sincerity...
That you,
Are one of my closest friends.
And you want to shelter me from harm.
With a coming to my defense without question.
Your comments are very convincing,
And...
If I had not been targeted,
With a remembered backstabbing done...
A few years ago,
And a few years prior to that...
Your comments would have me sobbing,
In grateful tears.
I do not carry bitterness on my sleeve.
And lucky for you I am not revengeful.
What you have done I will never forget.
But don't ever take my kindness for weakness,
If you want to keep your consciousness.
I do not play,
Games of betrayal...
At all.
Nor find it 'cute' or funny...
That anyone would perceive me,
As disconnected from my sensibilities!
That...
Would be a heartbreaking mistake to make.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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