Will It Be Accepted?
Everybody seems to be in somebody's life...
With opinions to critique,
And exhaust one's frustrations...
That repeatedly affirms conflict.
To travel further...
Far from that peace to keep undisturbed in one's mind.
And trying with an overtime done to find it symbolized.
Hoping to recognize it when it comes.
But...
Will it be accepted?
Or has it already been rejected,
To be dismissed as not impressive enough to idolize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Is the Kind of Life
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
We are born to believe,
What is fed to us.
This 'feeding' is received...
And what is perceived,
We with others retrieve with like minds!
Preferring to find those of the same kind,
With like 'experiences' shared without fear!
And fear keeps us all indoctrinated to accept doubt!
Isn't that what marketing peace is about?
With the realization it will never be found...
As we rely on the production of conflict and confusion,
To always be identified!
Knowing that as well as we do.
And hoping this in our lives stays around!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
And is kept alive to thrive...
In comfort zones,
Until the day we die!
Leaving those who defy these 'truths'...
Spilling their guts out in confession booths.
Or squeezing themselves to sit in pews...
As they listen to hypocrites from pulpits preach,
To leech on minds already screwed and confused!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
Listening to teachings,
That 'demons' from hell have no wings...
Allowing to be demoralized on Sunday,
Learning more about the devil...
As we hear these 'disciples' sing!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's a Two Way Street
Some folks can not accept directness.
Especially if they have attempted to hide themselves,
Behind walls of protective insecurities.
They would like to voice their opinions,
With critique and judgements passed.
Hoping no one finds their state of mind,
Faltering with self delusion!
Directness gets to the heart of this.
One who does it is depicted as insensitive.
Or lacks tact.
However it is done,
One who is direct can not hold back!
And some on the receiving end feeling attacked...
Should apply and use it,
To restore a confidence.
Instead of masquerading one they lack!
It's a two way street.
And one should determine not to always travel it,
With intentions to arrive at their destination...
Just one way!
When someone has something to say...
No matter what it is,
Be willing to listen!
Even if the inclination is to resist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Up and down
The accepted are rejected
And the rejected are accepted
In due course. Curse not
If you are not now accepted.
28.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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So Tired
angry cars
exhaust, exhuast
homework, tests
exhaust, exhaust
LIFE, LIFE
exhaust, exhaust
poem by Annie Janine
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Peace and Conflict
Peace is laughter ike a musical bell,
Conflict is people crying,
Peace is everything being well,
Conflit is people dieing,
Peace is a very wonderful thing,
Conflict can be used t pursue peace,
Peace is a sound that makes you sing,
Conflict is the least luxurious thing,
Peace is sought after
And sometimes found,
Confit is punishment,
Paying the price,
Peace is being on safe ground,
Conflict makes people with heart of ice,
Peace you find in your heart,
Conflict tears our minds apart,
So remember these words and you'll live well,
Peace is laughter like a musical bell...
poem by Sasha Julia
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Maintain Your Defense
Whatever you do,
Maintain your defense...
Against those who critique.
With a battling done.
By the use of weapons!
Delivered and supplied,
On the tip of embittered tongues.
Do not let that weaken.
And get underneath your skin.
Not at the expense of you losing sleep.
Or keeping your mind unable to be at peace.
Whatever you do,
Maintain your defense...
Against those who critique.
Recognize those insecurities,
Worn upon their needing to be fed egos.
Come to realize,
Your potential may be despised.
And jealousy and envy,
Are often hidden and disguised.
Where is the support that has been aborted?
Where is that brotherhood sought and proclaimed?
Where is that need for unity?
And 'why' do those pretensions remain sustained?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mistress
I stand on the brink of your mind
Living inside a nightmare from which
I just cannot awaken
Stand on the edge of your life
Just give me another moment
From which I will never awaken
Stand on the brink of my own demise
Fallen again for another
Mistress of burden
To idolize
Hoping that one of them will decide
To let me in
To stand on the edge of the knife
Cutting through the nightmare from which
I just cannot awaken
Stand on the edge of the night
Living inside a moment
From which I will never awaken
Stand on the brink of my own demise
Fallen again for another
Mistress of burden
To idolize
Hoping that one of them will decide
To let me in
Look at what you've done to me
You've become my enemy
Poisoning the world for me
Take away my everything
Weakened as I am
Stand on the brink of my own demise
Fallen again for another
Mistress of burden
To idolize
Hoping that one of them will decide
To let me in
song performed by by Disturbed from Believe
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Yet With That Said
I can repeatedly say...
For what is asked,
I am not equipped to deliver.
And yet with that said...
Requests do not stop.
I am not here,
To dropp what I do...
For the wishes of a few,
Who hear not!
And I do understand,
What it is I am asked!
But I also know my limitations.
And those limitations,
Right now...
I'm not attempting to surpass.
Unless I exhaust a happiness I enjoy.
And what I now have I am hoping for it to last.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Fiddle
Learn from the expects and live by the rules,
For the fiddle with its gadgets middles with your love;
But many are lost without a clue due to frustrations.
Irresponsible and avaricious people abounds,
But we must only be ready to be the recipients;
And also like participants to win the course of life.
The peace of the mind does have windows,
But every statistics in life can be manipulated!
And many are lost wthout a clue due to frustrations.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Your Mind Is On Vacation
Sitting there yakkin right in my face
Coming on like you own the place
If silence was golden
You couldnt raise a dime
Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime
Youre quoting figures, youre dropping names
Youre telling stories, youre playing games
You always laugh when things aint funny
You try to sound like you dont need money
If talk was criminal, youd lead a life of crime
Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime
You know that life is short and talk is cheap
Dont make promises that you cant keep
If you dont like the song Im singing, just grin and bear it
All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it
If you must keep talking please can you make it rhyme
Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime
Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime
Cause your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Put Yourself On a Diet of Love
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
To strengthen and not weaken.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
Through the week and over the weekend...
No matter who may think you're freaking!
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
Recognize the benefit,
Of a happiness exisiting.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
Only you can testify of Sunlight on the horizon.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
To strengthen and not weaken.
And declare your peace of mind,
Has come to satisfy your needs.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
And recognize the meaning of forgiveness.
You will find a peace of mind,
Has no time to search for enemies.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
You will find a peace of mind,
Has no time to search for enemies.
So...
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Through the week and over the weekend...
To strengthen and not weaken,
Your needs.
You will find a peace of mind,
Has no time to search for enemies.
So...
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Get rid of nitpick nibbling.
You will find a peace of mind,
With a remedy you found to please!
So...
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Eat up all you want to eat!
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Feel the lightness in your feet!
So...
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Eat up all you want to eat!
Put yourself on a diet of love.
Feel the lightness in your feet!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Working Overtime
Who's that over there
Looks like he dont care
Almost lost his time
Too much working overtime
Gotta get up every night
Sit against an open wide
Gonna get away from here
Take that car and push that gear
You turn me in no one
He's the rising sun
He wont share no tears
Got no time to break down here, Hey!
He's going nowhere fast
Just a piece of dirty trash
All alone by himself
He dont need nobody else
Walking down the street
So much going on
People everywhere
Look at him but they dont care
See that world out there
Make it go away
You can change his mind
Too much working overtime
Hey! overtime [5x]
Overtime [4x]
He crossed that wicked line
In trouble all the time
Where did it all go wrong
Hands easy all night long
All those girls out there
Looking for the one
Do they really care
Could they just be having fun
He did all he could
Try to get it right
Somewhere he went wrong
Too much working overtime
Hey! overtime [5x]
Overtime [4x]
song performed by by New Order
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Strings Once Attached
You wish to strum my strings,
To pluck my heart of its emotions.
As if to bring...
Upon my ears sentiment.
You wish to keep,
A melody repeatedly delivered.
Hoping we again would harmonize.
To erase discord...
And resentment to lament.
Hoping my happiness,
Is a charade I disguise.
But I can not forget...
It was you who found another tune to play.
And it was I who could not convince you...
That duet you proposed,
Would bring you dismay one day.
To Leave you feeling used and betrayed.
Choosing to sing you did with another.
With a beat completely out of rhythm,
And rhyme.
My time now has solo indulgences.
And I have found...
I did,
My peace of mind.
That took me long to find!
And strings once attached...
Known to be matched but severed.
Can never again,
Produce the same seduction.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Me Say This
You wish to see within me weaknesses!
Let me say this...
They did once exist!
But they have long been dismissed.
Much longer than your persistance...
To find a way to shatter,
My peace of mind!
And nowhere in my life,
Was your time spent...
In its development!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Don't Find 'Anything' to Pick
If you want to critique,
At least make some sense of it.
Just don't find 'anything' to pick.
With beliefs you'll get a piece,
Of public attention.
That's if you want to critique!
If not...
Make your comments less dissective.
With a negativity,
That leaves your critique...
And your intentions suspected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once An Awakening Delivers
Amazingly a chase kept in a rat race has ended.
A pace once defended,
Has been suspended.
And a peace of mind reigns.
It's not only allowed...
It is protected like a precious gem.
And the slightest hint of interference,
Coming to test it is not accepted.
Once an awakening delivers daylight...
With fresh air one can breathe,
It is such a welcome.
And when it is discovered,
There are no strings attached...
Or opinions needed to be made by anyone.
A freedom no one can pay for...
Will ever be taken away!
Some will try.
But the effort will be wasted.
Once peace of mind has been tasted...
It is a craving one wishes to stay.
And enjoyed for what it means and is!
When it is found...
No one gives it up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Secret Wishes Kept
It is easy to critique...
Those efforts brought forth by another.
By disregarding the elements of sacrifice.
And taking moments to slice,
With diced comments...
That take swipes at someone's effort!
Many seek attention,
Hoping to slide on coattails to gain.
And rise to reveal an expertise.
By the use of framing their remarks...
With intellectualized refrains!
To prove to anyone,
They too have brians!
But frustrations expose,
From those who take the time in pursuit.
To rip apart what others get done...
With secret wishes kept,
They too would like to produce...
What they believe comes easy,
For others they don't see sweat yet do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kidnapped
Restful sleep,
In safe and peace filled chambers.
Undisturbed by nervousness,
A trusting mind succumbs.
A consciousness secured and reaching...
As trees with branches home to leaves,
Blooming in the cleansing that Spring brings!
Kidnapped sensibilities!
Tossed and locked behind frosting freedoms.
Kidnapped credible loyalities!
Doubts pop like crops of killing weeds,
Strangling to smother a freshness once received!
Joyful children skipping free.
Under cloudless sky and beaming Sun!
Guardians watch within steps without concern.
In conversations full of promise!
Kidnapped smiles replaced by common frowns.
Playgrounds abandoned as swings decay with rust!
Suspicious neighbors spy...
As all try to make some sense of this!
Kidnapped in nightmares brought to life and frightens.
Trapped secured,
Enduring insecurities!
Paying the price for the kind of life,
Appearances kept expensively on a downgrade!
Restful sleep,
In safe and peace filled chambers.
Undisturbed by nervousness,
A trusting mind succumbs...
Slipping into assisted medicated dreams!
Free and released from conflict.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Floating
No interest in confessing,
A depressed state of mind...
Others will have no time,
Trying to understand.
And that is understood!
These thoughts I have now...
Are like driftwood.
Seen floating.
As if it is on its own!
Something that had grown attached.
But overtime has become detached...
Released!
And roams disconnected.
Freed from a conformity bred!
Is it dead?
Has it in fact been rejected,
Instead?
Because it shows no life known,
Anyone could say they knew!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Keep Hoping
As I gather my thoughts
With the pieces of my heart
Tell me, how long is forever
Im not afraid and I wont be torn apart
Weve had our time together
Now I make my new beginnings
Ill start again at any cost
Ive learned a lot from losing you
But Ive got nothing if Im lost
And I keep hoping
And I still believe in love
If I wait long enough
I know Ill be strong enough
Yeah, I keep hoping
I believe in faith and trust
Im gonna find a way
There are better days still ahead of us
I keep hoping
Now this candle burns low
It wont last through the night
But Ive found peace
And I know its all right
I try to understand
Whats been missing in my life
Between the darkness and the daylight
No Im not expecting miracles
Ive got my doubts like any other one
Ive learned a lot from losing you
But Ive got nothing if Im lost
And I keep hoping
I still believe in love
If I wait long enough
I know Ill be strong enough
And I keep hoping
I believe, I believe in faith and trust
There are better days, better days, around of us now, still ahead of us, aaah
I keep hoping, I keep hoping
I keep hoping
I keep hoping and praying baby, oooh
And I still believe in love
I keep hoping, I keep hoping baby, oooh
Im gonna find a way
I keep hoping, I keep hoping baby
There are better days, ooh, better days
I keep hoping, hoping and praying
And I still believe in love
I keep hoping, I keep hoping
I keep hoping . . .
song performed by by Foreigner
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