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With A Convincing Relentlessness

What's old?

The repeating of excuses.

What's new?

The refusing of repeating anything old.
Stale and molding.

Although what's old is accepted,
By those who redo yesterday to update.
As if no difference has been made,
To replay with embellishment...
That has an approval,
From those who look the other way...
Portraying themselves as victims of amnesia,
With a convincing relentlessness.

Making what's new,
Always within limits as to not to offend...
Anyone seeking the getting of attention!
Or the mentioning of anything,
That yesterday took place.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday, When I Was Mad

Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good
I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood
A word of what was going on, they didn't have a clue
They couldn't understand your sense of humour like i do
You're much too kind
I smiled with murder on my mind
Yesterday, when i was mad
And quite prepared to give up everything
Admitting, i don't believe
In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Doing Something On Their Own

I can find the restrooms in my home,
Blindfolded.
There are two.
And I know what to do and how to use both,
For purposes to address an agenda.
I do not need a tour guide,
To make clear my familiarity.
Some have a need to have their hands held,
During a repeated process.
To feel a comfort in this repeating...
Something they do is correct.
And does not offend...
If they should be caught alone,
And doing something on their own
That may not be condoned or accepted.
Hoping that what is done...
Is approved by everyone!
Even if what they do,
Captures no one's attention.
With or without...
Making attempts to apply imagination.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Hope By Then

When yesterday came,
It seemed as if I wanted you more.
It seemed my craving would not stop...
I could not block you out of my mind!

When yesterday came,
I attempted to resist
Doing a 'love stalking'...
So you would find me available and walking,
Close enough to run up to and touch.
By 'accident'!

We would then caress and giggle much...
And you would ask me not to leave!

When yesterday came,
I had so many thoughts like these!
And today I have more...
With thoughts of you from me to adore.

Although I am not so sure right now,
If today you would notice me at all!
It's not like we have been introduced.
I'm just seduced by my imagination.

And when yesterday came
The plan I began to have you in my arms,
Will someday meet with your approval.
Tomorrow's refusal will not be allowed,
To come to play!

I'm not entertaining that possibility today.
I'm transmitting something you're going to like.
Every inch and cranny!

Whenever I get my new 'pics' done...
I'll email you one to 'update' my profile.
I want to keep that image you have of me,
Fresh, exciting and with little to disappoint...
When you lay your eyes on me.

I hope by then...
You will be forgiving and not into images,
But into me!
With flaws accepted.

I hope by then,
Your heart has transcended...
Beyond preferences.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That was yesterday

That was yesterday
Someone asked me
If I had fallen astray in any particular way
I replied, ’ That was yesterday, not today’

Yesterday
I took the sunshine without making any hay
Yesterday
I allowed all my silver white teeth to decay
Yesterday
I partied and played each and every other day
Yesterday
I made friends and became the traitor who betrayed
Yesterday
I worked hard without getting my rightful pay
Yesterday
I only listened to whatever others had to say
Yesterday
I was always sad and never wore a face jubilantly gay

That was yesterday
Today is today

Yesterday I fell astray
I think it was almost every other day
But that changed in the month of May
As I got down on my knees to pray

Yesterday, Yesterday is gone
I’m free
I’m free
From yesterdays race
I’m back home in my rightful place

Life is work and not just play
Those answers came without delay
Yes but! That was yesterday, not today

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Yesterday

Ooh yesterday
(bg)ooh...aw..e..aw..e..aw
All my trobles seem so far away
(bg)hey..ey..ey..
Now it looks as though thier here to stay
(bg)here to stay
Ooh,oh...
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday
All so suddenly, Im not half the girl I used to be
(bg)ooooooooooh......................i used to be..
Theres a shadow hanging over me
(bg)o..ver me
Ooh..ooh..ooh..ooh..yeah
(bg)yesterday came suddenly, yesterday came suddenly
Why... he had to go
(bg)had to go
I dont know but he wouldnt stay around here long he wounlnt stay
(bg)know.........stay........
(bg)i... think...somethings wrong...
I think I said...wrong, now I long for yesterday
(bg)day, day, day
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
(bg)hide....away
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday
(bg)i believe in yesterday

song performed by by En Vogue
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Gasp

Yesterday, i gasped at the sunset
in a newness of awe
i never before experienced;
that which seemingly occurred
the day before, the yesterday,
reiterated the today in such a special way
i gasped

Moved in a fresh new feeling
thrilled in an awesome new way
as if the yesterdays and days before that
never even happened

And maybe they did,
or did not;
but each
carrying it very own sunset;
not like the same window
closed and then reopened,
not like wave washed to shore
and returning

No, like a new wave formed
from the record of waves before
which embedded their rhymes
on an unsuspecting shore

Vibrations fossiled in the unseemliness
of repeating patterns, yet
each one hiding additions and deletions
introductions and curios
nuances and semblances

That's the sunset of yesterday
the sunset of yesterday not the sunset of
days gone or days stll to become
that sunset of yesterday, when
i gasped

2010

poem by Gillena Cox
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Mine

O HOW my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
And I drink up joy like wine:
O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the lovely girl is mine!
She's rich, she's fair, beyond compare,
Of noble mind, serene and kind--
And how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the lovely girl is mine!

O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
In a music soft and fine;
O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the girl I love is mine.
She owns no lands, has no white hands,
Her lot is poor, her life obscure;--
Yet how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the girl I love is mine!

poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Doing What It Takes To Feel One's Best

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do...
To get the attention.
Misconceptions about that are taught to those,
To leave them feeling insecure to be left exposed.
And psychologically dependent on others.

Those who are seeking the attention,
Are the ones making the excuses...
For everything done they do,
To avoid doing that which they should.
Fearing then no one would notice them at all.
And for them to be noticed is what is sought.

Leave them alone to figure themselves out,
And they wouldn't know what to do 'with' clues.
Especially if no one is there to listen,
To their opinions given or their version of life...
Yet for them to live.
But they'll try to convince others they know about.

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do to get the attention.
Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is something one does to comprehend.
And many not comprehending,
Can also be viewed amongst those refusing to listen.

Only a life lived to be one's best,
Is often a life lived making fewer excuses.
With less complaints heard,
To create and produce to seduce someone else...
For whatever the reason found around,
To digest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Images

I think images are worth repeating
Images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
From a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
Project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
See them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think theres a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so its seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
Things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
Im no urban idiot savant
Spewing paint without any order
Im no sphinx, no mystery enigma
What I paint is very ordinary
I dont think Im old or modern
I dont think I think Im thinking
It doesnt matter what Im thinking
Its the images that are worth repeating
And repeating, oh, images
Images
If youre looking for a deeper meaning
Im as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
You might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, mao tse tong
Mao tse tong
Ooohhh, images, images
Images
I think that it bears repeating
The images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, images
Oh, images, oh, images

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Today is better than Yesterday

Yesterday

Yesterday, I was running with to feet
Yesterday, I was playing with kids
Yesterday, I was kicking the ball
Yesterday, I had it all, all was mine.

Yesterday, I was growing well,
Yesterday, I had it all undercover
Yesterday was my day
Yesterday, my days were

Yesterday, I had a lover, ‘true lover’
Yesterday, promises were made
Yesterday, promises were not kept
Yesterday, I was happy.

Yesterday, I gave him everything
Yesterday, I sacrificed everything
Yesterday, I was a fool
Yesterday, I was dying

Today

Today, I am lying in bed
Today, I am watching hopeless kids
Today, I can hardly move
Today, everything is falling

Today, I am dying in bed
Today, it is all wrong
Today, is not my day
Today, my days are not

Today, I have no one
Today, promises are broken
Today, promises are not
Today, I have no hope

Today, I long for myself
Today, I cry over spilled milk
Today, I am wise
Today, I live

Whatever happened yesterday is not
Whatever was, is not
Whatever was broken can be fixed
Whatever wound are, can be healed
Just need the Perfect Healer

Jesus I know you are! ! !

poem by Sbonelo C Ngcobo
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Yesterday Is Gone

I'm sorry your situation
Has let you down
I know that things did not go as planned
'cause in this time you're feeling alone and sad
This is what you must understand
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear kay
You can't get nowhere
Staying at home and crying
You can't go on living in the past
The one thing constant is that there is always change
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear kay

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Yesterday Is Gone (My Dear Kay)

I'm sorry your situation
Has let you down
I know that things did not go as planned
'Cause in this time you're feeling alone and sad
This is what you must understand

There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear Kay

You can't get nowhere
Staying at home and crying
You can't go on living in the past
The one thing constant is that there is always change

There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear Kay

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Lenny
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A 'Thing' To Be Brushed Away

Anyone allowing themselves,
To be made useless...
With the producing of excuses,
Has reduced a blessing to them given...
As a 'thing' to be brush away.
With no faith in self that stays.

That moment anyone accepted,
A noticeable sign of rejection...
With a seeking from within,
For an approval to fit in...
Began for them the beginning to portray,
Themselves as a willing victim.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With These Stories and Others to Come

With these stories and more...
A forgetting is not permitted!

With these stories and others to come...
A repeating will be committed.

Moving ahead for some is certain.
Many like to Spring clean,
And exchange all the curtains.

Some prefer to ignore the dust.
And oxidize they do...
Rusting and cursing,
The stagnant times they trust.

Others see this with wishes to move on!
With each day turning into night...
They await the coming of dawn.
But those who choose to argue about change...
Do the best they can,
To remain the same!
Claiming that yesterday,
Their lives were less insane!

With these stories and more...
A forgetting is not permitted!

With these stories and others to come...
A repeating will be committed.

And with the troubles today,
Existing unresisted.
Many believe good times will return.
If only they sit,
Reminiscing about it!

While everything around them,
Is left to crumble...
As praises of days gone,
Leaves those currently outraged...
In a blazing that comes,
To burn them all.
And standing to witness,
They do...
The approaching creep of a firestorm.

Without a prevention...
To stop an accepted ignorance,
Allowed as they debate their fate!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Given A Chance To Happen

It would have made a difference,
If those experienced and willing...
To volunteer their time,
To secure the cementing of foundations...
Were regarded as friends.
And not threats to suspect of wanting,
To flaunt special attention given.

It would have made a difference,
If those who had nothing...
Accepted someone with something to give,
As a benefit to the environment.
With an advantage for all.
Instead of someone to ignore...
Defaming with a smearing campaign,
In a hope to see them fall.

It would have made a difference,
To the ones who now...
Have surrounded themselves,
In surmounting conflicts...
Creating their mental and physical ailments.

It would have made a difference,
If mindsets were connected...
To a discipline respected.
It would have made a difference,
But that difference...
Was never given a chance to happen.

It would have made a difference,
If opportunities presented...
Were recognized.

It would have made the difference!
But it didn't!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday

Yesterday
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though theyre here to stay
Oh I believe
In yesterday
Suddenly
Im not half the girl I used to be
Theres a shadow hangin over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly
Why he had to go
I dont know
He wouldnt say
I said something wrong
Now I long
For yesterday
Why he had to go
I dont know
He wouldnt say
I said ... I must ve saidd something wrong
Now I long
For yesterday
Yesterday
Life was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe
In yesterday
I believe
In yersterday
I believe
In yesterday

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Yesterday

(words & music by john lennon - paul mccartney)
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though theyre here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly
I dont have the laugh
I used to weep
Theres a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday, came suddenly
Whyd she have to go
I dont know, she wouldnt say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday
Yesterday
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You, Yesterday and I

Yesterday wasn't just another day
There the earth moved on its axis
There the sun appeared on time
There the moon blinked at the sun
Yet yesterday wasn't another day
The passion we shared yesterday
Doesn't make it just another yesterday
The yesterday's warmth of your eyes
That traced all my nuances
The yesterday's breeze that touched me
After it touched you
The yesterday's redness of my lips
That you so fondly painted
The yesterday's voyage on sea of love
That we together dared
The yesterday's purple of love
That I found after you left
All these and more of yesterday
Still follow me today...

You see
Yesterday wasn't
Just another day!

On 28th of Sep 2011 at 17.47hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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No Matter How Vivid Those Pictures Kept

Recapturing a past had,
With a wish this can be done to relive...
Is insisted by others who feed this dream,
To the one who can not accept...
That what moves on expires that which is gone.
And there is no repeating of a yesterday.
No matter how vivid those pictures kept.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday

Yesterday
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as through theyre here to stay oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly Im not half the man I used to be, theres a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go I dont know she wouldnt say
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play now I need a place to hide away oh
I believe in yesterday
Why she had to go I dont know she wouldnt say
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such and easy game to play now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
Hmmmmmmmmmm

song performed by by Lennon John
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