Why Would I Seek Limits?
I'm a mammal not to be seen on a mantel like a candle,
With a flicker to blow out.
Or...
Cast a shadow to be seen,
In a darkened house.
Or peeping out of windows,
Caged up like a frightened mouse.
Not me,
No...
Why would I seek limits?
Not me,
No...
What would be the benefit if I lived just to sit.
And...
What would be the benefit to sit and just restrict.
Not me,
No...
Why would I seek limits?
Not me,
No...
What would be the benefit to sit and just restrict.
I'm a mammal not to be seen on a mantel like a candle,
With a flicker to blow out.
Or...
Cast a shadow to be seen,
In a darkened house.
Not me,
No...
What would be the benefit to sit and just restrict?
Like so many who find limits to do this as if it's wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No benefit
No benefit
No benefit.
You are cooking
You are eating
You are sitting
You are meeting.
No benefit
No benefit.
No body is there
To share
You have not
Shared anybody.
No benefit
No benefit.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Am Not Here To Revisit Your Limits
I want it known...
I didn't appear here,
To be absent from view.
I want it known by you,
Everything I do...
Is to show you and prove,
I didn't come to revisit your limits.
Or restrict my wishes to live,
Within barriers you've picked.
I refuse to accept it.
Fear and the thought of threats with anguish,
Are not for me delicious treats to feed consistently...
On any basis you face with convincing conviction.
You are going to find a leaving that behind,
With me...
A done deal.
And this is not an appeal for your opinion.
I didn't come to revisit your limits.
Or restrict my wishes to live,
Within barriers you've picked.
I refuse to accept it.
Come on...
Debate with me later.
But I am sure in your mind,
Little time you will find for that.
Come on...
I am not here to revisit your limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tom & Mary
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
Before our guests arrive
If they haven't found out already
It's gonna blow their minds.
Will they find the strength to find the will to testify?
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
There's something we can't hide anymore
Everybody here knows the story
Some have fabricated extra parts
See the sisters shouting whispers
Feeding heartache to the sparks.
Put a damper on the party
It will lighten up this room.
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
They've got to see the truth today
Miss Powersson says here they come
And all the chatter and the smiles have come undone
And you could here a pin drop on the carpet floor
Everyone's pretending not to hear them knocking at the door
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
Before our guests arrive
If they haven't found out already it's gonna blow their minds
If they haven't found our already
And all the seams all seem to show
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
We gotta let the truth be known
song performed by by Ben Folds Five from Naked Baby Photos
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pit Stop
Enjoy whatever it is in your life,
You believe supplies a benefit.
And if during your journey,
Limitation is not addressed to arrest
The suppression of freed thought...
You let upset because it is not set free,
As is meant to be.
What fulfillment sought is this?
Especially if you insist...
Limits are welcome to sit and visit!
Can anyone explain this centered implosion wished,
To further drain one's happiness?
Lifted from the pit stop of historical myths.
'If' there is any real benefit lived by anyone...
Would it arrive to those alive,
Sitting...
To claim life is best lived,
By those who choose not to test it!
But accept it as it comes,
As if one should await for an invitation...
To re-energize,
Fill up and drive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Is Peace
With imagination...
Free we are to deliver,
Our best creations.
Only we restrict them to limits!
Sometimes selfishly we decide,
To explore or hide.
Within those limits.
And satisfied we are,
When they've been reached.
Snuggle some do...
In moods of fictionalized attitudes.
Set and draped upon landscapes,
Author made.
To invite escapes.
For the mind traveling to other times.
To visit while watching a movie.
And hypnotized to feel...
Live and breathe,
The experience.
Believed with feelings felt to be real.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
Rendered portraits on canvas hooked,
To walls.
Will stop and stall one in motion.
With eyeballs that seem to follow.
If the artist wishes this.
From a devotion set in motion.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
With imagination...
Free we are to deliver,
Our best creations.
Only we restrict them to limits!
Sometimes selfishly we decide,
To explore or hide.
Within those limits.
And satisfied we are,
When they've been reached.
Architects.
Dancers with bodies flexed.
Poets sometimes rhyme,
Or ramble on with prose...
Depict from the heart,
What sensations lay bared...
To pen and share right from the start.
'Please...
Leave me to drift,
Upon the smooth watered rocks.
In a cascading not to stop...
The fresh bleeding of my emotions.'
So much of us can be exposed,
To silence our indifferences.
If we chose to compose our thoughts.
To bring to life 'that' which is sought.
And,
If it is peace?
Why must it be fought?
Before it becomes realized...
In our presence and prioritized to keep.
~If it is peace we say we seek,
Why isn't this captured and released...
To be as it is wished and witnessed? ~
And yet...
Perhaps peace is too abstract to define,
To permit it a basic comfort.
For those who have nourished to feed,
On complexities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Nosey Busybody Place Of Sly Snoopers
If 'ever' you wish to keep 'anything' to yourself,
In a nosey busybody place of sly snoopers...
It is imperative and to your benefit,
To keep the changing of masks done...
On a regular basis.
Or...
Restrict your display of showing moody attitudes,
To where you frequent as a shopper.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Motive Not To Be Provoked
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And there are people more devoted,
To keep their peace condoned.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
To get away from all the alibis.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
With so many to this committed.
As if there's benefit in it.
To change what they say in a minute.
This limits and this diminishes.
This limits and this diminishes.
People have a motive,
To be...
Alone!
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
To get away from all the alibis.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
To change what they say in a minute.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
And...
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminished to limits.
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Diminished to limits.
Diminished to limits.
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Diminished to limits.
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Demographics had established,
The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
Are those unable to repay for a credited feasting done.
And elimination of debits wished,
Increase and do not leave.
So those rush away in the kicking up of dust...
With tears from their eyes drippimg as they weep.
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Those enforced to be meek and weak,
Are solicited to exhaust their kept treasures.
In the hopes of prolonging,
The ones addicted to feeding themselves selfishly.
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Conditions for optimistic change gone ignored has past.
This can not be restored to those celebrating,
In the hopes to inflict upon others their will.
Closed are those doors.
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The ones found designing deceitful traps,
Have become entrapped.
Their ways have not a dividend saved...
For them to expect a profit that is returned.
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Within their own borders...
They become crazed!
Diminished to limits.
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Diminished to limits.
Diminished to limits.
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But a tired retreading,
Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To The Limits
to the limits...
of understanding,
and knowledge.
of power, and pride.
of caring, and involvement;
of hope and desire...
to the limits...
of skies and stars
and worlds unexplored.
of body, and soul,
of reach and touch;
of truth and comprehension....
to the limits...
of right and wrong,
of shadow and form....
of life and death,
of tears and laughter;
to the limits....
and one step beyond!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cost-benefit analysis
Any government economic project
Should involve cost-benefit analysis
Before implementation.
Calculation of cost must involve
Market survey cost, establishment cost, labor cost
Production cost, marketing cost and so forth.
Calculation of benefit must include
Financial benefit, social benefit
Political benefit and so on.
The governments should take into account
Whether there is skilled manpower
In the country to run the project or not?
They should also consider
The possibility of change
Of technology to be used
In near future in other countries.
Thus the viability of the project
Can be justified before implementation
In order to avoid wastage of money and time.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Stripped From A Zone That Comforts
Fed with beliefs,
To receive...
One has to learn,
To let something go!
And,
Giving up eliminates limits that sit...
Within a mind stripped from a zone that comforts,
An ego believing to benefit from it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Could Be The Moon
i could be the moon
where you can be a body and a
shadow
i could be a lake where
the moon may shine
and you can still be the body
and the shadow
and the voice
i could be a candle in the dark
where you may put
your hope and you can still be the
body and the shadow
and the scent
i could all be your moon
your lake and your candle
and you can still be the body and the shadow
and you shall walk
under me (if i were the moon)
and around me (if i were the lake)
and you may have the power
to put me off (if i were just a candle
in the dark
where you are the body
and the shadow and the voice
and by the mere sigh
of your whimper
i may die
so i still prefer to be your moon
or your lake so i can be your full light
so i can be your mirror
larger than your body
not helpless to your shadow
in silence, i still like to be myself
not a slave, not someone whom you can just
give away as easily as a flicker of a candle
as fickle as you are
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Force My Hand
Why do what you do? Is this major malfunction new
Isn't it clear to everyone here
What died deep inside
Is benevolence now denied
What about pride was it cast aside
So when I see you friend companionship will come to an end
cause of the way you drove me to dismay.
Force - force my hand - forced to take a hostile stand
force - force my hand - forced into a violent plan
Never gonna want another like it
Benefit me benefit you please benefit the whole damn world
nobody needs your criminal greed couldn't you change -
rearrange put your character back in place
it's a waste to see someone so base Guilt is put away for another day
conscience really non-existent only in the way Lowest of the low
caught in undertow swimming in a sea of dirt sinking as you go Please don't do this...
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Scratch The Surface
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Instant Benefit
Wait a minute!
Repeat that again?
'I am going to give you something,
To benefit your life.
And the enhancement of it! '
And...
You are going to do that when?
'Now! '
You've ignored me and my ancestors,
For centuries?
And 'today' you are here,
To give me something to enhance my life?
To benefit it?
'That's correct.'
I don't think that is possible!
Unless you've come,
To show to me this miracle...
The one of your disappearance,
Off the face of the Earth!
Only then,
Somehow...
Do I think 'all' of life will be enhanced.
With instant benefit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candle in the Wind
Candle in the Wind
entrancing, entrancing
the way you flicker and flicker
holding on so tenuously
tenaciously to the light of life
to stage a shadow dance
you tiptoe your way so
effortlessly and subtly onto
my heart, my soul, evoking
memories of last autumn
you stepped out of my life,
so sudden, so abrupt, the leaves
strained to hold a a million of your smiles
gliding, trailing, twirling in the winds
your memories now flicker
flicker like the bristles of an artist's brush
that infuses a pastiche of warm
and rueful pathos onto our
fleeting and fluctuating relationships
candle in the wind
I feel like a candle in the wind
holding onto its light
fighting to keep myself alighted,
to make my own existence relevant
candle in the wind
I feel like a candle in the wind
holding onto light
fighting to keep my own
existence relevant
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Benefit Of The Doubt
What became of us
In the night light
Turn to touch your hand
Hands dont understand
Whats a right from wrong
When I think of all the things weve done
Never made the rules
But counting one to ten was easy
Its always happening - slowly, surely happening
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day for pulling the plug
On my heart wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Oh well here we go again acting like old friends
Its hard to compromise
When loves locked in your eyes
Always out to stay then twice as hard to go
But what you reap I sew
And counting one to ten was easy
Its always happening - slowly, surely happening
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart - ouch!
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start - ouch!
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Oh, wont you give. me give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
song performed by by Haircut 100
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to God who is not speaking
to God who has not spoken
i give the benefit of doubt that he is there glancing
to God who is merely glancing
i give the benefit of the doubt that he is all loving
to God who is all loving and not interfering
i give the benefit of the doubt that he is simply waiting
for the right hour for the right timing for the ripe season
to God who is there waiting and all knowing
i give the benefit of the doubt that all these sufferings of mankind
shall soon end with all his beneficence and magnificence
to God for God and by God, i drink to that
Cheers! God is coming! Cheers! I have always drank to that.
All night and all day, my heart aches in worship.
To God, Through God, and By God
May he speak, and touch, and save us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The great thought, the great concern, the great anxiety of men is to restrict, as much as possible, the limits of their own responsibility.
Hardheadedness
Ignorance for what it is...
Is ignorance for what it is!
Romanticizing it as it has been done,
In urban centers throughout the country...
To benefit those living in suburbia,
And their misguided opinions and decisions...
Is not going to bestow upon anyone,
The glow of enlightenment.
Not with the thickness of hardheadedness in the way!
Some folks can not be taught.
They 'have' to be shown!
All of it has been to someone else's benefit!
And if you are one who find that you are whining...
This benefit does not belong to you!
It is not yours.
A picture drawn in crayon is best understood!
Hopefully.
At least an attempt should be made...
To search for any display of a higher consciousness,
Seeking release.
From under the rubble of thoughtlessness,
After the onslaught of attacks from mindlessness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Benefit is wrongly conferred, the author of the Benefit may often be said to injure.