With Efforts In Effect
With efforts in effect,
To depict others as failures...
And incompetent by decisions made.
They themselves display utter ignorance.
And too stubborn they are to see through,
Their own self destruction they foolishly defend.
Unaccustomed to follow,
Those of true leadership...
They have generated a wealth,
Of divisive unending conflicts that persist.
And on the sidelines they protest,
An unrest that has increased their own unhappiness.
Now they rely on accusations,
Directed to those who knew then what had been best.
Saying they show them less empathy...
When today calls for unity is what they wish and need.
But many who had been shunned and ostracized...
Have lost an interest no longer practiced or exercised.
'Why have you NOW changed your mind? '
~Is there a smile on my face?
I discovered it when I found peace sublime.
And more of it I am focused to find.
My mind is no longer in confusion.
Nor will I allow it to be abused,
For you to use to waste my time.
I suffer through those moments...
No more! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Them No Empathy Comes
The longer you waited,
In hiding with false claims.
The later it became...
To undo any resentment,
That a guilty mind...
With a shame confined.
And those wrongly accused,
But found unjustly abused...
May have long ago forgiven you.
Although...
It is in your mind that shows a disturbance.
From all that you had done on purpose.
And those who may show you empathy,
Aren't the ones who now show you none!
From them no empathy comes.
And you they see,
As the deserving one to grieve.
In a pity they would rather leave behind and not see.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Lost Day
Lost is the day in which you have not found fulfillment in any area: work, private, or social.
Lost is the day in which you have not found a reason to smile: not about others, and not about yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not been of any service: neither to others, nor to yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not shared some love with another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you did not dedicate one positive thought to yourself.
Lost is the day in which your laziness prevented you to be constructive.
Lost is the day in which you allowed the setbacks and failures of the world to get the best of you.
Lost is the day in which you allowed your jealousy to conquer your compassion.
Lost is the day in which you undertook any act with a devious intention.
Lost is the day in which your mind prevailed your heart.
Lost is the day in which you allowed material gain to determine your decisions.
Lost is the day in which you sought out a prey among the vulnerable.
Lost is the day in which you discarded empathy.
Lost is the day in which you preferred ignorance, through discrimination of any kind, to embracement of equality.
Lost is the day in which you got lost in backbiting and any other kind of meanness directed toward another.
Lost is the day in which you failed to recognize the lesson in even the most dreadful experience.
Lost is the day in which you ignored the voice of your intuition.
Lost is the day in which you did not prioritize the ones you love over material gain.
Lost is the day in which you lowered yourself to hypocrisy.
Lost is the day in which you deliberately brought pain upon another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you allowed hope to get lost.
Lost is the day in which you forgot where you came from.
Lost is the day in which you forget where you're going.
Lost is the day in which you allowed an estrangement between your mind, your body, and your soul.
Lost is the day in which you were not creative.
Lost is the day in which you lost the connection with the source within...
poem by Joan Marques
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Basic Decisions
So pitiful have become those choice allegiances.
The ones some chose to bond with years ago,
With a professed loyalty overestimated...
That anyone conscious would have let go.
Today it seems a waste of time,
To discuss how things 'use' to be...
With a locked frame of mind on times much changed.
Even those who had obtained good jobs,
Believing themselves to arrive at some stability...
To find their investments to retire on a beach,
Pulled away from their realities they no longer can speak.
Today it seems a waste of time,
To discuss how things 'use' to be...
With a locked frame of mind on times much changed.
So pitiful have become those choice allegiances.
The ones some chose to bond with years ago,
With a professed loyalty overestimated...
That anyone conscious would have let go.
But who knew those dismissed from such cliques,
Would one day discover themselves to be...
The bigger winners living on fixed incomes.
But feeling happier from basic decisions they have made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nurturing This to Have It Grow Like It Grew
Remember...
When the clouds of regret,
Begin descending to fret...
All opportunity to correct this,
Has been exhausted.
Everything you own,
Will seem valueless!
Unworthy to be shown.
But all is not lost!
There has to be 'some' decisions you made
Pleasing your heart...
That did not require a purchase from the start!
To impress.
With a lease, rental or mortgage to digest!
If you are happy within,
With a peace of mind you can display...
What else is more satisfying than that?
Today...
Many are holding onto impressions!
Possessions they can least afford.
Accompanied by confessions that bore.
Today...
Many are abandoning their happiness in 'things'!
Today...
If you are happy within,
With a peace of mind you can display...
Know today you can say,
What you have is completely yours!
And foreclosure or repossession,
Is not coming your way!
Today.
Not for what took you long to pursue.
Nurturing this to have it grow like it grew...
For you,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let It All Burn
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
The broken hearted are departing.
Setting sail for a new found trust.
I don't blame you, I've just had enough.
Trying to cross the divide.
Trying to see eye to eye.
But the flames just carry to high.
Their might be clearing in the sky but I can't find it.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
Being sucked down in the turmoil at the gates of hell.
I can still hear all those cross words.
As if I can make this work.
I've been down this road before.
I know where it leads.
I know what the seeds grow,
I know you will reap what I sew.
Oh no, no no no no.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
I was once an open door.
But now that is closed.
Can you feel the coldness of the frigid ice.
That's my heart.
It no long bleeds.
Not for you.
Not ever again.
With all the discontent as you keep trying.
Still I'm not moved.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
I made my sacrifices.
Wasted as the blame.
Are you going to do the same.
Follow suit, follow the leader.
I'm no leader of yours.
I never held your cure.
Deny it and they want so bad.
Till it is what they can have,
Then it becomes dull.
A lust upon the soul.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
now I'm giving up on you.
now I'm giving up on you.
now I'm giving up on you.
I'm sorry but the choice is mine.
Not like last time.
You took me down to the ground.
Kicked and spat at me in my rigid face.
Oh how I wish it would have erased every thought of you.
But the heart drifts and the mind wonders.
That becomes our number one blunder.
A calamity marked by thunder.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
A loss is a loss.
No matter how you word it.
Put it in a big captions on it if you want.
You have become so distant.
An after thought of things from the past and things that didn't last.
It wasn't that I took things to fast.
As embers burns slow after the flames die down.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
Ashes float down like rain.
These are my memories of you.
These were my promises broken and stolen.
As if I could be that super man.
Super human abilities that melt you away.
So sorry but that just not me.
You say you loved me.
I say when I must of miss it.
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
And now I'm giving up on you
And now I'm giving up on you
And now I'm giving up on you
And I can no longer afford to waste time.
Riding the waves of premonitions.
Maybe your right, maybe your wrong.
I no longer care.
You gave up on me long ago.
And now I'm giving up on you.
So just let it all burn.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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To Feel Freed
Escaped from fear to make decisions.
No longer in doubt,
I can and will have happiness...
Inside and out.
It is clear my needs are important to me.
And whether others are agreeable...
I have walked away from that wish to please.
Free with a peace of mind I sought.
Realizing 'that' piece of peace,
I could not have bought...
To have it released.
Letting go and leaving behind,
Anxieties that tensed with no sense...
That kept me sitting on fences,
With defenses I made!
I could no longer stay that way...
In shaded indecision.
I had to ignore,
What others had to say.
And I listened with deep thought!
A craving increased,
My need to obey.
Regardless of opinions...
That may have caused my steps delayed!
To flee from insecurities,
Within me beginning to fade.
Escaped from fear to make decisions.
No longer in doubt,
I can and will have happiness...
Inside and out.
It is clear my needs are important to me.
And whether others are agreeable...
I have walked away from that wish to please.
With tears of regret,
I chose my heart...
And what is best,
For it and me to feel freed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace of Mind...
Peace of mind is found in my everyday activities.
Peace of mind is the mind I us to make my own decisions.
Peace of mind is the mind of a sober mind
Peace of mind is mine to have
Peace of mind is the mind of someone doing there best
Peace of mind is my mind that I wake up doing what is right for me
Peace of mind is you’re to have
Peace of mind is found in you
Have a peace of mind
poem by Ms. Anika Martinez
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Knowledge Is There to Gain From This
It is difficult to escape the power held,
By those acknowledging a knowledge.
Once it is there and gets one wide awake...
All exits to get away from it,
Seem to be permanently closed.
There are no fences to jump,
Or keys to unlock gates.
Even the faking of not having it,
Is hard to do when ignorance approaches.
There have been cases,
In which attempts have been made...
To masquerade a wisdom,
For the sake of keeping peace.
Since all peace wishes to do is to live in it.
This can not be done.
It seems that ignorance becomes offended.
And conflicts begin!
The forces of ignorance struggle to win.
Leaving consequences for them to suffer!
And knowledge is there to gain from this.
But it is ignorance that is stubborn.
Wanting to prove without knowledge...
Alone it can exist in the spreading of its nonsense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Messerschmitt Twins
My mind is made up, Im changing faster
Your mind is made up, avoiding worries
My old image is set to fade away
Forget the talking
Forget the actions
And quiet voices and all that happened
In just one of hour
You could knock me down
The twos are one now
And ones are fuller
No longer giving
No longer taking
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
And when youre asking
You sound like telling
Despite the questions
Youre not receiving
I cant explain
Why you disappear
Your mind is made up
The time is taken
You reach decisions
We cant avoid them
Theres no success
No matter what we do
The twos are one now
And ones are fuller
No longer giving
No longer taking
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried
song performed by by Omd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Always On My Mind
My friends tell me Im crazy
They say that Im strange
They tell me ever since I met you Ive changed
I must admit its true and Id go outta my way to do
Anything for you cause baby I want you to know
That Ive gotten so close
And I need you to show me a sign
Because you and I cant afford to waste time
When its love thats on my mind
Chorus:
Every second
Every minute
Every hour
Every day
Its you that Ive been thinkin of
And everyday
Every week
Every month
Every year
With you I wanna be in love
cause I cant get enough
Always on my mind
Yes you are
I think about you all the time
I cant eat and I cant sleep I cant think
cause all I think about is you
And how you make me feel inside
From every little thing that you do
cause you put a smile on my face
Every time you embrace and pull my body close to you
But if only you knew all the things that Id do
For your love Id stay true
Chorus:
All I need is a little more time and devotion
So that we can be livin a life of love
For eternity
cause I dont want to be alone
And my house would not be home
Without you here with me
song performed by by One Voice
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Sad Pt.2
Sad
I find myself sad
Since you no longer exist
To smile
Has become a difficult act
Since that moment you made up your mind and left
So I simply don´t cry anymore
I was delusional when I was eager to get back
Today, I dream more beautiful dreams
And I trace more delicate projects
Sad
Because, maybe, that´s how I am
Or because I am no longer your land
poem by Nina gáspari
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Once It Has Been Achieved
There is something to be said,
About being in the company...
Of both children and pets.
There is an honesty untainted,
That children are quick to expose.
And pets,
Like dogs and cats...
Express a loyalty,
No one has to guess...
To whom that affection is directed.
There is something to be said,
About expectations of relationships.
Declaring to settle down with a mate,
Usually involves,
One having patience...
With 'something' that will irritate.
There is also something to be said,
About choosing to be alone...
In one's own peaceful solitude!
One isn't obligated to adjust for another's mood.
Or prove without a question of a doubt,
Where they have been...
When a decision has been made,
To do what one pleases when one goes out!
And one can choose to leave those conflicts visited...
To return to an atmosphere with an opening of a door.
With the use of a key,
To lock out the 'noise' to deeply breathe.
And sighing with relief...
That a peace that is received,
Can be found inside to safely keep!
THAT is all that needs to be said,
When one has discovered...
A peace of mind,
One is grateful and blessed...
To have in one's head!
And a delivery of THAT is a fact one dares,
Or cares to share...
Once it has been achieved!
Believe me.
There are no exaggerations,
With embellishments involved.
THAT is all that needs to be said,
When one has discovered...
A peace of mind,
One is grateful and blessed...
To have in one's head!
Believe me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whereabouts
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Where is the missing one, the missing one
There is a missing person that Ive just got to find
Now just how long they have been gone
I cant say at this time
I glanced outside my window surprisingly to see
The reflection of a broken man who looked somewhat like me
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
I looked inside an album of happy photographs
To try to match the feeling
In the joy I used to have
I travelled through the moments that held a special place
But everytime what came to mind is that smile upon your face
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what can I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
(repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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(Rejection Poem) Angel Of Death
The blood is rushing through my veins.
Breaking free of the shackles and chains.
Being pulled away.
I want to stay but I must go.
Oh hell, no.
It wont happen.
I killed all the passion.
Its over.
Done, sorry but this game can never be won.
The angel of death has come.
Reaping those lost souls.
I got to just walk away.
Its no longer my mistake.
I must take control.
Pulling the reins trying to drive me insane.
Patience, is no longer in my best interest.
Just leave me alone.
Let me be calm.
Probably should get stoned.
A unending high in this life.
A dream being destroyed.
But I must let go.
For the angel of death has come.
Reaping those lost souls.
I must take control.
A choice has been made.
As the day fades.
Win or lose it no longer matter anyways.
I'm not playing.
I'm not staying.
So let the angel of death come.
Reaping those lost souls.
I must take control.
I was the fool.
I was the fool.
A life so cruel.
I'll watch from afar.
Like a distant star.
You can no longer reach me.
You can no longer b*tch to me.
The line has been written in the sand.
Everyone one on that side is damned.
So let the angel of death come.
Reaping the lost souls
oh reaping the lost souls.
I must take control.
By saying no,
i will not follow a heart so hollow.
I'm not blinded by the sickness.
No oh no.
So let the angel of death come.
Just let her come.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Insulted
Insulted?
Not!
No longer am I.
I stuck focused,
With determination.
My heart would not abandoned...
A desire craved,
Within me gnawed.
And tight jawed I stayed,
On a path others said...
I was delusional and crazed.
But no delusion were the gifts,
To me The Almighty,
From birth to me gave!
Insulted?
Not!
No longer am I.
And...
At least I tried,
Not to show it!
And today with a growth,
I've been blessed to display.
I could care less who insulted me.
Whether or not,
It is known I know it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Else Can You Do?
What else can they do?
After they have offended,
With disrespect...
Publicly denounced,
And rejected you?
And it was later discovered...
You were selected by God,
To protect them.
And you no longer have that need.
To acknowledge them or hear their pleas.
Especially...
When all you came to offer was love!
And that was something they prayed to receive!
What else can you do?
When God is watching you make attempts to deliver.
And He decides...
You should not compromise your dignity and pride!
What else can you do?
But follow those wishes...
And be blessed with the gifts,
God has given you to use!
And not waste your time,
Being abused by the confused.
What else can you do?
Even though they turned their backs on you...
Should you do the same thing done to you too?
What else can you do?
When God is watching you make attempts to deliver.
And He decides...
You should not compromise your dignity and pride!
What else can you do?
But follow those wishes...
And be blessed with the gifts,
God has given you to use!
And not waste your time,
Being abused by the confused.
Or think if you do...
You have something there to lose.
And you don't!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Affirmations(2002-2004)
Today, I will get up before my alarm
Today, I won't close my eyes until dusk
Today, I will not get a speeding ticket
Today, I will count this day as a first
Today, I will enjoy the life that has been left to me
Today, I won't frown over the may-have-beens
Today, I won't cry over the should-have-beens
Today, I won't wonder about the could-have-beens
Today, I'll smile.......Today, I'll Laugh.... Today, I'll relax
Today, I won't feel alone because I don't see you
Today, I'll find something new that wasn't true of you
Today, I won't be afraid to look upon a new face
Today, I'll step up and take my place
Today, I won't think about what I've lost
Today, I'll look forward instead of behind
Today, I'll find some piece of mind
Today, I'll hope.... Today, I'll pray... Today, I'll believe
Today, I'll dream as if I always did
Today, I'll wish on a star the way I used to
Today, I'll reach for the heavens and sigh
Today, My heart will start to heal
Today, the biggest miracle is ME.
Today, Yesterday's problems ceased to be
Today, the rain has stopped and the sun has returned
Today, the breath of kindness is found in words
Today, I wonder.... Today, I am a child.
poem by Lillian B. Rose
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Everything You Don’t Know About Me
My mind is lost
My heart is lost
My body is lost
My spirit is lost
And I don’t know
If I can find it.
My pride is somewhat lost
My soul is somewhat lost
My thoughts are somewhat lost
My words are somewhat lost
Can not find what to say.
My life is confused
My daily happiness
Is still confused.
My smiles that I give
Are confused
But I don’t want to pretend
That I am happy when I’m not.
The smiles are numb to me
The laughs are numb to me
The good spirit is numb to me
The goals are lost and forever
Numb to me.
The love is no longer there
The happiness is no longer there
The smiles and pretending is
No longer there.
The happy thoughts are
No longer there.
Nowhere to be found
This is me.
But I don’t get it
They hurt me
Can’t they see?
Maybe I should just stay out
Of their lives.
poem by Kimberly Santistevan
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Those Most In Need of Empathy
People do make choices!
And those upset with regret...
By the decisions they have made.
With direct accusations,
To others...
For not clearing a path,
With cracks unpaved.
Are the ones unaccustomed,
To being held accountable.
They seek exits to escape...
From responsibilities they have faked!
Creating more difficulties for themselves.
Fault finders they become!
And nothing else.
With hopes they are seen,
As victims of low self esteem.
And this too often has been their gloated motive...
To keep themselves viewed,
As those most in need of empathy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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