Wherever You Are Sitting
Why have you come,
To sabotage my dreams...
With a fresh set of agitations?
I thought you took the advice,
Of your family and friends...
With a kicking me to the curb,
To allow our relationship to end.
Why have you come,
To sabotage my dreams...
With a fresh set of agitations?
It has been years since,
You were convinced by my independence...
Was a means to keep you limited and confined.
Find any evidence of that if you can in your mind.
You were the one who sat on a fence,
Unable to make a decision.
Until I brought it to your attention,
To climb and soar to heights to reach.
But you insisted on labelling me...
With titles to inspire with pretentions to keep.
Why have you come,
To sabotage my dreams...
With a fresh set of agitations?
Are you thinking of me as the one you 'now' see,
As someone who has succeeded...
With the holding on to my beliefs?
And you wish to admit in your loneliness,
You have grown sick...
Of trying to stick to making impressions?
Perceiving I could care less of your confessions.
And wherever you are sitting you've become aware of it?
Well...
Gone is every bit of my interest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As If My Breath Is On Your Neck
Take your time to find my mind.
It is where it has always been.
Here.
With relevance,
You have yet to discover.
And when you do uncover this...
It will still be as fresh!
As fresh to you,
As if we are viewing the developments...
Unfolding.
And you find I can still hold onto your attention,
As if my breath is on your neck.
And yet...
Your dissecting of what has been left,
So long ago...
Remains with you,
Of current interest.
Interesting,
At best.
But not enough to leave me curious.
Take your time to find my mind.
It is where it has always been.
Here.
With relevance,
You have yet to discover.
And when you do...
It will still be as fresh!
As fresh to you,
As if we are viewing the developments...
Unfolding.
And you are holding on in a disbelief.
At my command.
Remember this...
You can not discover,
What another knew existed.
You may try to recover...
From the 'how' what you now know,
Had been already known!
Not only by me but many.
Before you came along...
To find your thoughts had been wrong!
And how I knew.
And you,
Had to pay a price...
To find this out.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me A Reason To Address The Same Enthusiasm
I have no need to have anyone,
Show me the evidence...
That identifies my own footprints.
From where I have been.
I need not to be convinced,
They have been cemented.
I am the experience of them.
I did not initially lay them to trace.
I am conscious!
But not self obsessed.
It is a new day with a fresh dawn.
My feet with eyes on a path I walk,
Moves forward.
And I move on!
Now...
If you are watching me,
With any degree of interest...
I suggest,
You begin to establish your own impressions.
And do that at 'your' best.
I am happy you are impressed with those of mine.
However...
Make those you can say you have made,
To enable us both to be equally impressed!
Give me a reason to address the same enthusiasm.
I also seek to be entertained as well.
And that means...
You must be constantly in the business of doing it.
To get any attention from me expected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is All About One's Lifestyle
More people can be happier,
When they decide and choose to be.
And will not become afraid,
Or dazed in times like these...
That come to chase away a patience,
One has earned and wishes to keep.
But it is all about one's lifestyle.
And the witnessing of miracles,
One of faith has seen life bring.
And what it takes to quicken a smile.
With an acknowledgement of what this means.
To the one holding on to realize,
The magic of life...
And the consistency of fresh and new dreams.
It is all about one's lifestyle.
One of faith has seen life bring.
With an acknowledgement of what this means.
To the one holding on to realize,
The magic of life...
And the consistency of fresh and new dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Does He Stand For?
'I think he has come to seethe
The others sitting.
While he,
Had to keep himself reminded...
There were things he needs to get done.
And he is going to do it too...
With everyone's assistance.
And no one is going to sit in idleness.
And 'that's what he stands for.
And you will come to know it! '
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
Anything to get their point of view across...
To someone who will listen to them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's It That's All
Back on the scene for ya'll people's delight
You want peace for the people then ya say alright
'Cause George W's got nothing on me
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my zodiac sign is Scorpio
Look what the cat dragged in
The creme de la creme without the skin
So take a rest and mind your own biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
One for Brooklyn, two for Manhattan
Let's go to work, get those hands clappin'
Make you bounce, rock, roll and skate
Don't underrate how I operate
It ain't what you say, it's what you mean
Intention leads to action, that is my theme
So pay attention now as I begin to recap
Puttin' words and ideas stacked back to back
Some rhymes go flat, well mine go fizz
I got no time for the drama 'cause stress is for kids
'Cause when you're dead and buried well you got no biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
Brand new
The time and place for the mind is here and now
Keep the mind present less to worry about
But like the hammer to the nail hit the nail on the head
Well I don't shoot blanks and I don't shoot lead
Well I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
T-shirt and no pants and I dance the bugaloo
Like George Whipple on New York One
Got a hairy ass and that's no fun
I'm in the rhyme zone a different time zone
And on the microphone you know that I'm at home
It's time we looked past all our differences
An' that's it that's all that's all there is
Come on
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
An' that's
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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I'm Sure 'Someone' Is Aware Of That
It would be nice to know,
Those I had chosen to follow...
Were not secretly making attempts,
To sabotage my interests.
Since that would make no sense at all...
Especially,
If I carry on my back the maps...
I belabored over to detail a safe journey.
I'm sure 'someone' is aware of that?
I hope no one in front whispering,
Believes I follow...
Because I have nothing else to do.
And I hope the one giving them attention,
Knowing what I have in my possession...
Isn't easily deceived,
'IF' arriving to their destiny is a priority for all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear Of Bliss
My misery has enjoyed company
And although I have ached
I dont threaten anybody
Sometimes I feel more bigness than Ive shared with you
Sometimes I wonder why I quell when Im not required to
Ive tried to be small Ive tried to be stunted
Ive tried roadblocks and all
My happy endings prevented
Sometimes I feel its all just too big to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude
Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? )
I could be golden
I could be glowing
I could be freedom
But that could be boring
Sometimes I feel this is too scary to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of losing you
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude
Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? )
This talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down
Under the covers til the terror of the unknown is gone
I could be full
I could be thriving
I could be shining
Sounds isolating
Sometimes I feel this is too good to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude
Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? )
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Series Of Dreams
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where its wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Wasnt thinking of anything specific
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams
Nothing too very scientific
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Thinking of a series of dreams
Where the time and the tempo fly
And theres no exit in any direction
cept the one that you cant see with your eyes
Wasnt making any great connection
Wasnt falling for any intricate scheme
Nothing that would pass inspection
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
Into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that youre holding
Unless theyre from another world
In one, numbers were burning
In another, I witnessed a crime
In one, I was running, and in another
All I seemed to be doing was climb
Wasnt looking for any special assistance
Not going to any great extremes
Id already gone the distance
Just thinking of a series of dreams
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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It Is Fresh If Kept, Cool
It is fresh if kept,
Away from that which spoils...
Those attitudes,
Quicken to darken by a mood.
It's fresh if kept,
Together without salt.
And a peppered tongue,
Spiced with words from a mouth to come out!
It is fresh if kept,
Away from evil people.
A mind that finds,
A peace inside...
Found from nine to five!
And from...
Five to nine!
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from evil people.
A mind that finds,
A peace inside...
Found from nine to five!
And...
Five to nine!
Evil will have those you love dearly,
Convinced...
You are not who you are!
It is fresh if kept,
Away from that which spoils...
Those attitudes,
Quicken to darken by a mood.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
Choose not to be annoyed.
It is fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
Keep your mind kept fresh.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
It is fresh if kept,
Cool.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
Keep your mind kept fresh,
And cool.
Keep your mind kept fresh.
And away from fools.
Keep your mind kept fresh,
And cool.
It's best not to be annoyed.
It's best not to be destroyed!
Evil will have those you love dearly,
Convinced...
You are not who you are!
It is best to keep cool.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Camouflage
Justice comes into your life and then youll know
Youll know
Justice comes justice let it come
I get the justice coming for you and i
I get the joy joy when it comes my joy I get the joy
When justice comes to everyone
Why does a willow weep when all I sees a tree go
All in camouflage everyone I know
We walk along like sequel youre a cameo
Youve got your joy
So find the people of your own
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
Go on check it
Ill take in anyone whos messing up the sabotage
To yourself dont destroy
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
Gimmie the ball gimmie it all big orange ball
Roll up over fields
I shame the devil cause I throw it down so hard
I rock the big line I rock the back yard
Be a dream in color even on a winters night
Thinking george seurat afternoon bathed in light
Get your joy no matter who says its right
Their covers blown
Find the story of your own
Check it
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
Go on check it
Ill take in anyone whos messing up the sabotage
To yourself dont destroy
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
Ok ok ok
In the geometry of prism of my of my eye will flow
I ask the questions and wonder why
Only to roll in a big arrange ball that floats in a summer sky
Secret words never to be printed
Take it up from the underground proactive and soul
Play a vital roll thats what you are
Check it
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
Go on check it
Ill take in anyone whos messing up the sabotage
To yourself dont destroy
Ill take in anyone whos taking off their camouflage
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Ah Those Forgotten Childhood Dreams
Eyes are shut
I might sleep
with yearn for
just one last dream
I plead my heart to
make me sleep
to see those forgotten
childhood dreams
-
while in the bed
a pray to God
to make the night
fall so fast
eager to see
sunrise soon
to play cricket and
soccer in the park
no hunger no worries
in the thought
making best friends
after big fought
singing and swimming
in open streams
ah! ! those forgotten
worrieless dreams
the wake-up call
of Umi in the morn
the fresh smell of
parathas and butter
coming from hall
Baba's getting late
just because of us all
the anguished bang and
squeeze on the horn
ah! ! those forgotten
careless dreams
at the school
naughtiness of all
eying every girl
to be first love
blushing with shy
when teacher pinch a cheek
ah! ! those forgotten
fairytale dreams
-
thus now in dreams
I see myself
stumbling and roaming
in pitch black darkness
trying to find
those broken pieces
which went lost
in search of true love
poem by Asif Baloch
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No Time To Expose Old Wounds
Not impressed am I by those,
Who drag wherever they go...
Their exasperated aspirations.
As if an experience they have initiated,
Requires an announcement...
With attention meant to receive and get.
Where are those who chose their paths to take,
With the understanding this is the choice they make.
And who and what is being influenced,
By listening to every complaint and heartache.
Those moving forward have no time to expose old wounds.
Or express their agitations to create an atmosphere of gloom.
I use to believe those who succeeded were lucky in life.
But more and more I comprehend,
Anyone wishing to achieve...
Do it while sacrificing and with much discipline that ignites.
And doing it alone on their own as it is meant to be.
Away from those who gripe and whine in moans that drone,
Constantly.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Your Business YOUR Business
Here's a word of advice,
For anyone wishing...
To keep their relationship,
Fresh and private.
And away from gossiped lips.
Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And noses of 'friends',
Away from your door.
That goes for family too!
If you want your relationship,
To last as long...
As the two of you,
Want it to!
Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And you and YOUR business,
Will find much success.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Wishes To Kisses!
Along life's journey, love drew near and led me by the hand
And whispered dreams into my ear as we crossed 'Wonderland'.
Love played soft music meant to soothe such that I felt no fear
As if my soul mate could improve my life if she were here.
Then loneliness and pining came as if to reinforce
The need for her, to stake my claim, as if it were fate's course.
Then destiny chose prophecy to overcome my doubt.
I thought, 'Love's got it in for me! ' There seemed like no way out!
Reality tried sabotage but fantasy returned
And brought a mighty entourage, persuaders I'd once spurned.
'OK, I give! I'll fall in love! I'll do the best I can!
I'll even pray to God above like every other man!
Don't care how long I wait for her, whoever she may be!
As long as true love starts to stir and she, in turn, loves me!
I know they say no guarantees, just promises, that's all...
Yet grant me kisses meant to please and cuddles that enthrall...
If not, I'd rather live alone, unloved until I die...
To leave this world as ghosts that groan, lamenting, Why, Lord, why? '
poem by Denis Martindale
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Dream-Pedlary (excerpt)
If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
Some a light sigh,
That shakes from Life's fresh crown
Only a rose-leaf down.
If there were dreams to sell,
Merry and sad to tell,
And the crier rang the bell,
What would you buy?
A cottage lone and still,
With bowers nigh,
Shadowy, my woes to still,
Until I die.
Such pearl from Life's fresh crown
Fain would I shake me down.
Were dreams to have at will,
This would best heal my ill,
This would I buy.
poem by Thomas Lovell Beddoes
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Love Is Costly To Have
Relationship with the spouse is vital.
So is it with the parents and children.
It'd cost you time, energy and money.
It'd demand you patience and tolerance.
Agitations and tribulations are
The part of the game in a family.
Failures of hopes would breed agony.
Absence of gratitude is a tragedy.
A beggar is blessed to be free of these.
He has none to love and none who loves him.
He has nothing to spend or to spend for.
The insecure cares for relationships.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Let Us Give Freedom
Dream dream away
But never give up your dreams
There shall come a sunshine day
With fresh river streams
Any hope is my hope
And any joy is mine
Hold on to your freedom rope
Let in all the sunshine
All justice is to give
To make equality
And in peace therefore live
To learn and be
Summer is not a thought
But a fresh new spring
‘Freedom come’ is taught
Together we now sing:
Let us give freedom
For everyone that's in need
Not just for some
That so have plead
But for all mankind
In these days for all
Let us together it find
In our need and call
Dream dream away
But never give up your dreams
There shall come a sunshine day
With fresh river streams
Any hope is my hope
And any joy is mine
Hold on to your freedom rope
Let in all the sunshine
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Let Us Give Freedom - a lyric
Dream dream away
But never give up your dreams
There shall come a sunshine day
With fresh river streams
Any hope is my hope
And any joy is mine
Hold on to your freedom rope
Let in all the sunshine
All justice is to give
To make equality
And in peace therefore live
To learn and be
Summer is not a thought
But a fresh new spring
‘Freedom come’ is taught
Together we now sing:
Let us give freedom
For everyone that's in need
Not just for some
That so have plead
But for all mankind
In these days for all
Let us together it find
In our need and call
Dream dream away
But never give up your dreams
There shall come a sunshine day
With fresh river streams
Any hope is my hope
And any joy is mine
Hold on to your freedom rope
Let in all the sunshine
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Special Effects
It doesn't pay to sabotage the doings of others.
Mother Nature has a way of getting one's attention.
With or without the use of unexpected special effects.
As if specifically directed,
To the one who has no choice but to accept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Belinda
Dennis linde
Oh sweet, sweet belinda
They say that you are looking for a home
Fresh out of a love affair
Fresh out of hope
Fresh out of dreams
I know youre as strong as any human can be
But you need love, why dont you take it from me?
I know I aint much, but you can have me for free
Belinda
Oh sweet, sweet belinda
You dont owe me no gratitude or love
Were just two souls stuck here
Two lonely rivers filled with light
Two lights shining on the darkness ahead
Two feet touching in a cold winters bed
I promised you safety, but I loved you instead
Belinda
Oh-oh belinda Id die of loneliness
If you ever left, belinda
Oh-oh belinda Id die of loneliness
If you ever left, belinda
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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