With You Not In My Mind
Whatever it is that is perceived of me,
With or without my decision made for preferences...
To change daily my appearance if I wish.
And this truth I speak you can believe,
With a betting to place at any casino!
If I choose to paint butterfly wings on my bare ass...
The doing of it has been a yearning to do it.
And the action well deserved as I deem it to be,
EARNED!
With you not in my mind to think about to consult.
Trust me.
I will not be condemned to satisfy limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Nothing Better To Do
If we all knew at this moment,
Any action or decision we made...
Would have an adverse affect,
Ten years from now...
Would any of us hesitate,
To make that decision made?
Or would we all consult psychics,
And be afraid to breathe and/or move?
Since someone in the year 2019,
With nothing better to do than to pass judgement...
On all and/or any thought we have ever held,
Will hold us accountable.
Utlizing the best of their Christian beliefs.
So...
Let us all right now,
Be sure...
We know exactly what those consequences we face.
Or,
Like many are accustomed to do...
Excuse everything they've done,
Via selective memory or choose to pass the buck.
Utlizing the best of their Christian beliefs!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Angels Above
Select the right action and thought,
To revel in nothing but divinity.
I have movement of the mathematical mind,
Of the blessings from an angelic man.
He is again in my heart as well as my head,
Like the ringing of wings, and the life of an animal.
He, the angel in question, is against my closure of philosophy,
In that it seeks ample pride in my scholarship.
You shall rid it of the wings when it has earned your pride,
For this pride is not the right action and thought
That you select. Choose it, and that which exists.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Limits
Don't fly
Butterfly!
stay a little and enjoy
tiny buds
and fragrant flowers
that's the only world for you
given by the Gracious God...
so don't try
to cross the limits
'cause you are too little to vie
with the blows
of mighty winds
so on your wings
don't rely...
'cause your pretty wings are made
just to roam
from
Flower to Flower
which are your limits
and Destinations
but...not the sky...
poem by Shahzia Batool
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A Moment Of Silence
In the middle of my room
I sat to let my soul speak
As my ears listened keenly
Silence, do not speak
My eyes tightly closed
But still saw myself
Right in-front of me
No matter what I do
I can't forget myself
Silence.....
In silent darkness,
Where I could hear a pin drop
And see tears roll down your cheeks
My heart condemned me
For misjudging and hurting you
I tender my apology...Silence
I am not a superhuman
Let this stick in your mind
With my words I will be kind
Do this to every man
Silence....please take part
Human learn to consult
Everything in silence
So your mind is alert
What can lack of silence do?
It sent Jesus to the cross!
I judged an MP out of his words!
You talked nonsense!
This time I choose silence
Try to understand my decision
If you don't understand my silence
You won't understand my words
In my silence I achieved
Love that binds all
Kindness that the blind can see
Humility that a shames the proud
Wisdom that bothers a genius
Silence...
Moostef Vosti
poem by Moostef Vosti
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6. A Change Required
I’m ready now to make a change
I’ve said it for so long
Time for life to rearrange
To right what’s going wrong
I took some paper and a pen
The ink began to flow
Changes what to do and when
Were laid out in a row
The first change made me tired
At the thought of so much toil
A whole house to rewire
Put the kettle on to boil
The second was to purchase paint
To brighten up the shed
This change left me feeling faint
I had a drink instead
The third change my appearance
Old threads were somewhat bare
Put wardrobe for a clearance
Now this one caused a scare
The final change was easy
That I must get out more
So I took off to the golf course
And hit my list for four.
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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I Need You, I Want You
satisfy my hunger, satisfy my greed
satisfy my longing, satisfy my need
satisfy my yearning, satisfy my desire
satisfy my craving, with your hose put out my fire
Take me to paradise, take me away
Take me to heaven, every single day
Feed me with your passion, feed me with your soul
Feed me with your fruit, feed me with your control
I need you to want me, I need you to be here
I need you to control me, for you are my puppeteer
Control me with your love, control me with your mind
control me however you want. I do not mind
For I am under your spell, and whatever you want i will give
For without you i am nothing, without you i do not want to live
poem by Katherine Shaw
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The Casino
Casino is the place when one is robbed the other celebrates,
Money and money is seen everywhere,
Cards smoke and alcohol can be named casino,
Which is lightened everyday.
Is it like life?
One day we are also happy the other day gloominess surrounds us,
We are also running after money, same as casino,
Betrayal, deceive is what life nowadays is named,
Due to which no light is left.
But, the truth remains the same,
Like in casino, the owner, the creator never loses they always win.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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Why Should I Set Myself To Limits?
I've revealed so much of me.
Some of it seems fantasy.
And as a writer,
I've always sought the truth.
With the keeping of content,
Honestly pursued.
And there are some experiences,
I have had to yet expose.
There are 'some' things I will not reveal...
Even though some mouths will open,
To never again be closed.
I've known there has been an aspect of my life,
That will highlight my creative abilities.
And because of that I am not uptight.
I know there will be those who will impose their beliefs.
That is why I've chosen to uncover...
This side of my life with no regrets to keep discreet.
'What about your 'sexuality, Lawrence? '
Sometimes I like it.
Sometimes I don't.
Sometimes sex bores.
And other times it wont.
And at my age preferences get old.
I've known the heat of passion.
And I've known some shoulders,
That were frozen cold.
Sex is sex.
I don't regard it as something I do best.
And today people lay with whomever they choose.
And 'if' I am to knock boots...
My sexuality will not be abused.
Hey,
What can I say?
Whatever is controversial,
I will test that too!
'So what are you saying?
You are also gay? '
If it's in the mix...
Why should I set myself to limits?
What sex is a tree?
I can be seen hugging them all the time.
And yet,
Not one of them...
Has confessed to having preferences.
And have accepted my presence,
Without trying to pry to see what's in my mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Do You Trust
Fire and ice
Why dont we just throw in the dice
Hot or cold
I never know which way you may go
Follow me follow me
I have waited too long to see
Problems are problems
The truth is our security
(chorus)
Its my life, I cant waist the time
Ive made my decision, so lets lay it on the line(oh baby)
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
If you stay
Ill just try to make you aware Ill
be gone, if it dont get no better
Human hearts can only take so much
Faith is my condition if you want to keep in touch(oh baby)
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
(bridge)
Who do you trust Who do you trust
If you cant trust me
Who do you trust who do you trust
If you cant trust me
Its my life, I cant waste the time
Ive made my decision
So lets lay it on the line(oh baby)
(chorus..adlibs...fade)
written by David Batteau and Danny Sembello
song performed by by New Edition
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Ode to a Yellow Butterfly
The Yellow Butterfly
The butterfly rested on the ground
Near the spot of water it had found
A place where a refreshing bit
Of moisture would surely be
Necessary for this flight of fantasy
A flight over many miles
Of deserts, mountains, and steamy tracks
To be passed beneath it on its way
For a date with others in Nature's sway.
With a flutter of the wings
A pumping action begins
That moves the refreshing dip
To recharge the butterfly for the trip.
Then once again the process begins
With a drum roll of spreading wings
The coiled proboscis carefully put in place
And six legs touching earth in a final embrace,
Waiting for a gentle breeze
To lift him above the trees
And off to places yet unknown
The yellow butterfly goes alone.
poem by Sidi J. Mahtrow
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I captured a butterfly in a jar
I captured a butterfly in a jar
I danced around in the grass for hours
Chasing it down stumbling falling laughing
Making the chase the most rewarding
I captured a butterfly in a jar
There it was for me to hold and keep forever
Anytime I wanted to relish in the joy of life
There it was for me to look upon
I captured a butterfly in a jar
Time eroded on and all things change
The butterfly became just another bug
Trapped in a glass cage
I captured a butterfly in a jar
And saw how sad it truly was
A prisoner and I the jailer
I had to let it go
I captured a butterfly in a jar
I opened that lid and allowed it to go
And it flew away far from me
It left me yearning for that summer day
I captured a butterfly in a jar
But maybe it captured me
Because ever since that butterfly flew away
I have never again felt free
Trust Yourself
(olivia newton-john)
I need to tell the truth
I cant lie anymore
I need to do whats right
I know thats what my life is for
I cant be quiet anymore
About what Im suppose to do
I need to tell the truth
And do whats right by you
I need to speak my mind
And let my heart run free
Your pain will heal with time
And one day youll thank me
And as I follow my dream
And there is no room for you
Just know there was no scheme
Its just what I had to do
Trust yourself--you know all the answers
Trust yourself--you know what is right
Trust yourself--theyre all there inside you
Theyve been there forever--just show them some light
Sometimes the truth brings pain
But broken dreams regrow
Not in the same old way
But change is life you know
And as I move on
To start my song anew
Please understand my need
To do what I have to do
Trust yourself--you know all the answers
Trust yourself--you know what is right
Trust yourself--theyre all there inside you
Theyve been there forever--just show them some light
And as life goes on
Can we still be friends?
Dont let this circumstance
Cause our friendship to end
Trust yourself--you know all the answers
Trust yourself--you know what is right
Trust yourself--theyre all there inside you
Theyve been there forever--just show them some light
I need to tell you the truth
I need to speak my mind
Sometimes the truth brings pain
Your pain will heal in time
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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On The Otherhand
The facts are left unapproached.
To acknowledge them would mean,
The facing of mistakes made.
And that for many,
Has never been a prerequisite,
To the obtaining of comprehension.
On the otherhand...
Not that one.
The other one.
You have two.
Most of us do.
The boosting of delusions...
Is celebrated on a daily basis.
To maintain a mind kept entertained,
With beliefs that success is perceived...
As the taking of something not earned.
And easily as it can be done,
From anyone who sacrifices time and effort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Torn Butterfly
Torn butterfly torn butterfly
Seeing you there it makes me cry
Torn butterfly your wings they tore
From the weight that they bore
Torn butterfly it's plain to see
That you are just the same as me
Torn butterfly the world is tough
Hard as stones and just as rough
Torn butterfly I know your pain
And I don't want to know it again
Torn butterfly come join me now
And we'll regain our wings somehow
Torn butterfly it's sad but true
In death our wings become brand new
Torn butterfly just fade away
And we will fly this very day
Torn butterfly this note I send
And hope that you will cause your end
So we can fly in clear blue skies
Where no one hurts and no one cries
Torn butterfly with my last breath
I ask you to come join me in death
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Did It Just to Prove
If I could...
Most likely I wouldn't.
And if I did it just to prove to you,
What is needed to be done...
I did to do for show to tell,
Attached to limitation.
And trapped within your manipulation,
Is exactly what that is.
No comfort comes to me,
Or appears.
And my peace of mind,
Was not earned that way at all.
It came to me by accident...
When I stopped making attempts,
To reinvent intentions meant...
That would come to test the strength,
Of my identity.
And easily I now see how that is done.
Insecurities like that I have overcome.
When fingers snap I neither come nor run!
I saunter.
To satisfy my curiousity!
Label it arrogance or confidence if you wish.
My steps are placed where they are and when...
If that is my decision to so choose.
And that is the most refreshing aspect of my life.
To know my own capabilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caution
Same place, same time;
You have the right to speak out your mind,
Like a flying bird with hope.
Same place, same time;
You have the righrt to speak out but,
Do watch what you speak and how you say it.
In this life,
You have to choose your friends from your heart;
But don't let them choose you!
Many may not be what they say they are,
But, what is the society up to when we do lack love?
Don't forget your past and your identity;
For we all have to learn as we grow.
Same place, same time;
Like letters posted but with no reply,
Because many are yet to learn about life.
Respect is earned by those who deserve it,
Like applications written with no jobs at hand;
But to whom the bell tolls, this poem do speak to as well.
The snake does inherit poison from its mother,
And whatever is conceived in the night must be exposed in the light.
What is he society up to?
Because the smoke and the rabbit had never been friends!
In this world,
Who you are doesn't matter much;
But, what you are!
Because, no matter how high the eagle soars,
It must come back to the earth.
You have the right to speak but,
Do watch what you speak and how you say it;
Because, the worm that eats the vegetable is,
Behind the vegetable leave itself.
Caution!
With words so anew from a bard;
Like a fight between the cat and the snake.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Motivated Immediately
I like it when it is perceived of me,
I am reluctant to compete.
Although I am not one to solicit competitions,
I had been secretly chosen as the one to beat.
Perhaps it is in my appearance?
Or the way I was born to speak.
Who knows what goes on,
In the minds of those who choose to compete.
But when I am the one selected,
Something comes over me!
I am fulfilled and motivated immediately,
With such incredible energy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Are You Implying Now?
First it was the trumpet lessons.
Then you had those slippers made.
The harp?
Was is that all about?
And the people at Victoria's Secret,
Wanted to know if your request...
To purchase from them a set of wings,
Was a practical joke.
What are you up to?
'Just because I choose to be proactive,
Doesn't mean...
I have no motivation.
Or that I do not have initiative.
And besides...
You wouldn't recognize an 'angel',
If one was living right under this roof.
Would you?
And don't look at me as if I have a halo,
Over my head.'
Trust me...
What is OVER your head,
Is the furthest thing from my mind.
'And...
What is 'that' suppose to mean?
What are you implying now?
That I have no ambitions?
That I don't know 'who' I am?
You have never been supportive.
Well...
Others will.
You'll see.'
Heaven help us.
'There you go.
Asking for requests ALREADY!
Well you can forget it.
I'm not in the mood.
I am tired of you taking me for granted.
And the rolling of the eyes,
Is not going to get me to change my mind.
Trust me.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Vulnerable
I need to choose.
I need to believe.
The truth in your eyes,
The truth in your kiss,
The truth in your words,
The truth in your Heart.
I need to know.
I need to trust.
The truth in your tears,
The truth in your lips,
The truth in your mind,
The truth in your love.
poem by Heather Z. Hanna
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Debating It With Those Undecisive
Sometimes it is better to leave a truth observed,
To go unnoticed.
With a keeping of one's peace of mind preserved.
Especially if the appearance of truth,
Begins to stir debate.
And debating it with those undecisive,
Can create a diluting of it...
To satisfy those who wish to keep it distanced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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