Without the Expense of Therapy
I'm not this or that.
Or drive a Cadillac.
In fact...
I don't have a car at all.
And with the price of gas...
I'd rather sit on my,
Memories.
When I filled up my car.
And drove where I pleased!
To visit 'friends'.
Or just to witness different sceneries.
I did not do that...
To take for granted,
Where my life 'then' sat!
There is nothing like being aware...
Of having nothing valued,
That others care to share!
I don't have 'bling' or other things to impress.
From your point of view...
I have nothing to keep,
Anyone's interest!
And that suits me fine.
Since I do have peace of mind.
Unlimited.
And not one dime did I spend to get it!
Nor will you find me...
Wallowing in pity.
Because I have nothing you value.
To strut and flaunt upon the streets,
Of big cities.
Or belong to a clique.
You are doing your best,
To share fading pretentions with!
I never felt comfortable passing judgements.
Not the kind I am sure someday you will miss.
And every step I take...
Not one is placed,
As I look around...
Seeking to find anyone familiar,
To approve with explanation...
A way of life I find just fine.
And...
I might add,
Without the expense of therapy!
Am I touching upon a subject,
Too close that invokes a sensitivity?
You'll get over my provoking!
And the stroking of those jokes.
I am not one to enjoy...
That kind of teasing you employed!
You seem to have too much on your mind...
To define in these times.
Oh...
I did hear a rumor.
Psychologists have lowered their prices!
It seems this is their season.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traumatized By Their Own Denials
Personally I find the unravelling,
Of what is being disclosed to be exposed...
Exhilarating to witness.
As those who have taken others for granted,
Awaken to find themselves...
Compared to books dusting on cobwebbed shelves.
I find it funny and hilarious how people keep beliefs,
That grassroots people living in the inner cities...
Are thought to be imbeciles manipulated easily.
And have wishes to live like those elite.
Who shadow those who have established themselves,
With opportunities and exclusive lifestyles...
To think of themselves as 'above' the ones beneath.
I find it silly to catch myself giggling,
To observe people delusioned to believe they are envied...
By others they 'assume' are livid with jealousy.
But heard to confess of having no interest,
In those who strut seeking to impress.
As if better than the rest.
Sometimes I find it difficult to suppress,
My empathy for those...
Without addressing first my own laughter.
Knowing the ones have to be traumatized,
By their own denials...
When they realize their way of life,
Has long been rejected as a disaster.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Non-ness
But at this time...
On these non-days,
When a sense of non-ness is existing.
I try to find in my mind,
A reason and a rhyme...
To define what it is I choose to decline.
And it is at this time,
I'm feeling quite fine.
And those non-days existing,
With a non-ness to grind...
To upset my mind,
I can't allow...
Myself to be twisted in the mix of it!
I once participated in heated debates.
About the absence of the right,
To enjoy the life I've made.
Without feeling I should trade away...
This happiness I feel and have,
I just can't walk away from to see betrayed.
And it is because at this time,
On these non-days...
Whether they come to others to keep and stay,
I wish agitation begin from me to fade.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.
And when that non-ness is there to share,
Because at this time I made up my mind to care...
I,
Have chosen peace...
And I've left the scene.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cant Find Love
Cant find love
Cant find love
Cant find love
Cant find love
When there is nothing to believe in
Biting on the lonely bullet
cause you
Cant find love
Counting all the heartless stars
At night
One by one
Try to keep your heart from breakin
cause you
Cant find love
Tasting all the tears you cry
At night
One by one
When there is nothing to believe in
You cant find love all alone
You cant find love all alone
Running through the sleepless
Nights cause you
Cant find love
Cry away the lonesome day
cause you
Cant find love
Crowded into solitary with the
Lonesome ones
Love could set your heart on fire if it
Would return
With something you can believe in
You cant find love all alone
You cant find love all alone
Find love, find love
Well, come on
Find love, find love
Well, come on -- well, come on
You cant find love all alone
You cant find love all alone
Walk fine talk fine do it if it feels
Fine but dont say no
Walk fine talk fine do it if it feels
Fine but dont say no
Fat ass no class so bad shell never
Pass but dont say no
Slow kind fast kind do it till it
Wrecks your mind but dont say no
Take some make some do it till you
Make her come but dont say no
Inside outside no one gets a free ride
But dont say no
My time your time
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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What Becomes Of The Brokenhearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Loves happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind maybe
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come tumbling down
Everyday heartaches grow a little stronger
I cant stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows searching for light
Cold and alone no comfort in sight
Hoping and praying or someone to care
Always moving and going nowhere
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind baby
Im searching though I dont succeed
But someone look theres a growing need
Oh he is lost theres no place for beginning
All thats left is an unhappy ending
Now what becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Ill be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care
Ill be looking every day
I know Im gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I will find a way somehow
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe
The roots of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumbling down
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I cant stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows searching for light
Cold and alone no comfort in sight
Hoping and praying for someone who cares
Always moving and going nowhere
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Help me, please
Im searching though I dont succeed
For someones love theres a growing need
All is lost theres no place for beginning
All thats left is an unhappy ending
Now what becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Ill be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care
Ill be looking every day
I know Im gonna find a way
Nothings going to stop me now
Ill find a way somehow
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, maybe
Oh yeah
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
song performed by by Westlife
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Poor Boy
Can you believe me when I say, theres nothing I like better,
Than just to sit here and talk with you.
Although Ill rant and Ill rave about one thing and another
The beauty of it is so pure to me, though,
Im a poor boy,
I can still be happy,
As long as I can feel free.
So many people I know, get old way too early
(well are you feelin kind of weary)
Just to impress you with the money theyve made
(you better, you better change your theory)
One drop of rain, they complain, its the same about the ways theyre earning.
Well, that is not the way Im gonna be,
Dont mind the rain, dont mind snow, dont mind nothin
If I know,
You will be right here with me
-well let her stay, dont mind a point of view,
How can we all afford to live like you;
This life is simply not enough,
We have no grievances, we must be tough-
-poor boy-
If thats the way its gonna be
-poor boy-
Its you for you and me for me
-poor boy-
(rd+rh)
Ive tried all I can, understanding, all the fools and all threir money,
When half of what theyve got, you know they never will use,
Enough to get by, suits me fine, I dont care if they think Im funny.
Im never gonna change my point of view,
Dont mind the rain, dont mind snow, dont mind nothing, if I know
You will be right here with me, all the way.
Na-na-na
Dont mind the rain, dont mind snow, dont mind nothing if I know
You will be right here with me , all the way.
song performed by by Supertramp
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Of Unused Space
I love your place.
You seem to have a lot,
Of unused space!
I wonder if...
'No!
Avoid any wondering.
Especially if you do it here.
You have your eyes on 'space'.
I have my mind on peace.
A peace I'm going to keep!
Just as it is felt.
Feel it?
Remember it.
And eliminate any wondering.'
I was just going to suggest...
Your renting out some of it.
And the expenses we could split!
'No!
Avoid any wondering.
Especially if you do it here.
You have your eyes on 'space'.
I have my mind on peace.
A peace I'm going to keep!
Just as it is felt.
Feel it?
Remember it.
And eliminate any wondering.
What you find here...
Is something I treasure AND endear.
It aint about money,
I most need and sometimes want.
This is about peace.
The peace that allows me to flaunt it...
Inside my mind.
And every headache others wish to find,
On the other side of these windows and doors?
I have long in my mind,
Left behind! '
But...?
You have...
THIS!
'And,
No time left...
To discuss any conflict,
You may have with it!
And developing on your manipulating lips.
You may sit and continue your visit,
Or go.'
But we are cousins.
Blood relatives.
First cousins,
In fact!
'And your point,
Is...
What? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Memories in the mind
Memories are made in the mind,
and there if you search, you will find.
There in the mind, so many things,
so many memories it brings.
So many years have passed,
of our youth, away we have cast
some memories happy, some memories sad,
memories have I, when I was a lad.
Memories have I, of a dog named shep,
memories of him, when he kept in step.
Memories of my friends, when we played,
of those days, for ever memories relayed.
Memories of family and fun,
when we talked until the setting of sun.
Memories of washing our fifty-seven Ford,
and wanting things we couldn't afford.
Memories are made in the mind,
long lost, search and you will find,
memories of days gone by,
searching memories, oh how you try.
Memories will fade out,
you have forgotton, what it's about,
memories lost in the mind,
dig them out and you will find.
I Will Not Be Sharing That Kind of Mindset to Obsess
Not here to deal with those,
With thoughts of a lowered life.
Those who can not appreciate others.
But find themselves embittered...
With circumstances they do not like.
We all make choices.
And everyday,
There are obstacles in everyone's way.
But I care not to choose to see those on my path.
To accuse someone else...
Why theirs seem easier than mine to pass!
I'm not here to experience that kind of harrassment.
Or slither with an evilness.
Because someone has found that's what they do best.
I will not be sharing that kind of mindset to obsess.
I have found my peace of mind.
And those like that...
Can kiss my behind!
Not here to deal with those,
With thoughts of a lowered life.
But I will 'moon' anyone...
Who believes my happiness is theirs for the taking.
To shatter and spoil,
To add to a turmoil that would satisfy their heartbreaking.
I do not seek those companions on my path!
Or become asphyxiated by those who are out to bait.
To satiate their point of view...
That their outlook sought is for lives to trash.
I'm not having that as my existence.
And resisting the need to be tempted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Turn Off the Light
I'm not always going to say those things you like.
In fact,
If I do say them...
You can take from me a hike.
I am not going to spend,
Time
Trying to find a way,
To say nothing that offends your sensitive mind.
I'm not always going to say those things you like.
Especially not this time.
I'm not always going to say those things you like.
Or even try to stop them,
To keep my honesty on edge or uptight.
I may be wrong believing,
You to be the co-pilot in my life.
And when I think deeply about it...
I wish you'd parachute right out of my sight!
You don't want me to be sweet and nice!
You'd like me to roar or bark.
Like some animal you've domesticated to be home trained.
Listening to you whine until the wee hours of dark.
I did not see that movie.
And apparently you are still there viewing.
Snap, crackle and pop your ass out of that!
Perhaps I can be quite insensitive.
But there's a limit I'm not going to let,
Myself to you now give.
Since you enjoy whipping me into a huff and puff.
And that's the kind of stuff I've had enough.
Suffering from the agitating unbuffered fluff...
You like to give and not give up!
Enough!
I'm not always going to say those things you like.
In fact,
If I do say them...
You can take from me a hike.
I am not going to sit up all night,
To hear the spite you have
For your so called two faced friends.
To leave me feeling like I'm the one,
Crazed and on the deep end.
With a mind spinning a madness beginning?
No!
I'm not going to allow myself to get that comfortable.
Not with that in our bed.
I'm not always going to say those things you like.
Like shut the hell up!
And turn off the light.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bandit
Turnin' the pages in this old book
Seems familiar, it might be worth a second look
Wrapping up dope in a paper bag
Talking to yourself taking a drag
Were you kidding with what you say,
What does it matter you'll never hear it anyway.
Gotta get past the negative things
Lawyers and business, you get what you bring
No one's sorry you did it yourself
It's time to relax now and then give it hell
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
Someday you'll find what you're looking for
You didn't bet on the Dodgers to beat the Giants
And David came up,
Now you gotta pay up
You didn't count on that
Geez, half the money's gone
The month is still young
Where are you gonna go now?
Things are closing in
You gotta trust someone...trust someone
Someone you trust.
Gotta be carefull...carefull
Can't go to your brother,
the money's all gone.
Can't go to your friends
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for, yeah
Made out like a bandit for so many years
What are you working for?
One more big score?
What are you trying to prove?
Try to get closer but not too close
Try to get through but not be through
No one can touch you now
I can touch you
You're invisible, you've got too many secrets
Bob Dylan said that
somebody like that
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for
Someday you'll find everything you're looking for, yeah
song performed by by Neil Young
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Pity Makes Those Visits
Everyday you have to pray,
If you want a life to be lived right.
Everyday.
And everyday you have to do it in a way,
To make those loose ends tight.
Without a struggle or fight.
You want a life that's easy pleasing.
Without discipline or meaning.
Without work or sweat involved.
With your troubles quickly solved.
You wish your dreams to come alive.
While you sit and analyze...
Why others seem to have such luck!
And all you have is whining time.
With pity making visits in your mind.
That's all you want,
There to fine.
Everyday you have to pray,
If you want a life to be lived right.
Everyday.
And everyday you have to do it in a way,
To make those loose ends tight.
Without a struggle or fight.
But pity makes those visits in your mind.
All the time.
And all you wish to do is sit...
And analyze.
Why you ain't gotta dime.
And pity makes those visits in your mind.
All the time.
And all you wish to do is sit...
And analyze.
With thin dimes on your mind!
As pity makes those visits in your mind.
Without a thin dime to find!
As pity makes those visits...
You don't want to quit,
In your mind.
Without a thin dime to find!
Pity makes those visits you don't want to quit,
Sitting in your mind!
All the time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Need For An Explanation
The one thing I enjoy,
About having my peace of mind...
Is not relying on someone,
To define it for me.
And knowing I have no need,
For an explanation.
It is what it is!
AND it is 'mine' without argument.
Nor am I afraid of it being taken away,
By anyone clueless...
Seeking to discover,
What for them...
They are unable to locate or to find.
Or claim from them it was 'lifted' and plagiarized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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May You Find Love This Cristmas
May you find love this Christmas
May your heart fill with cheer
May you feel so special
May it last all through the years
May you find love this Christmas
May there be a smile on your face
May you forget those sad times
May they leave without a trace
May you find love this Christmas
May God bless you my friend
May the happiness you share
May it start a new trend
May you find love this Christmas
May you be surrounded by friends
May it be joy this season brings
May it never come to an end
May you find love this Christmas
May you spread it all around
May you enjoy doing just that
May you spread it all over town
May you find love this Christmas
May you dig deep within your heart
May you share that great love
That maybe on your list or chart
May you find love this Christmas
May you find lots of joy
May you share it equally
With every little girl and boy
May you find love this Christmas
May it be better than ever before
May your love flow freely
May it start from that Heavenly Shore
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
wrote 12/11/2007 by Norman Hale Jr
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Can Never Be Failure
Poet can never be failure
Take it granted or for sure
It is imagination in proper prospective
Real concern for others and subjective
It may take years to find recognition
With readers and outside world with inhibitions
Readers are like god to know where actually has gone wrong
No one can expect it to be accepted just like song
What after all we are projecting?
Not all ideas of mind deliberately injecting
It is up to readers to accept or reject
We are only instrumental in putting before them only fact
I came across story which is worth honoring
The poor taxi driver in Singapore did work worth mentioning
He returned purse full of money which was left behind
He could take it away for life's pleasure to find
One more story is about old man's might
Against might of lion to save the life with tough fight
90 years of age and he offered brave resistance
The life was saved with death and survival chance
Sometimes only such incidences appeal
As they speak of valor and reflect as real
What for have we to go to them and deal?
Nothing but to share the views as well
We are sentimental and need some one to share
Some kind of brake to apply when does no fare
Some kind of restriction coming from well known quarter
Leading to some kind of sadness and sometimes roaring in laughter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wrong on The Way
We find nothing wrong on the way
If that is chosen carefully to keep away
From all kind of ills and with good intent
There is nothing more or less to repent
We are not put to harassment in any way
We are not driven away or kept at bay
It is destined path and decided much in advance
You will have to cross it any time at once
It is made easier with lot of blessings
Nothing goes from your luck as missing
You are given your share at right moment
There is not much left to be asked for comment
It is inhaling object on the earth
No breath and it is declared death
You are alive so long there is some sign
You look good and feel very fine
We need little grace
For smiling always on the face
Rest all we have to struggle
To enjoy life and keep free from troubles
Enjoy quietly what has been offered
Take it as gift routinely conferred
Whatever you bear in mind or differ
If there is destiny to suffer then you certainly suffer
Regret only when it pinches
Cry only when heart it touches
Stay aloof when no purpose is seen
Show interest only when you are keen
Find the ocean to swim with
Prepare fully and armed with teeth
Think that it is one time life chance
It may come or not come if gone at once
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice jokes
How to make joke out of sadness?
Cruel joke can be termed as madness
To laugh it out is simply a sign of healthy mind
Such quality is to be rarely seen and find
To cute joke at somebody’s weakness is called foolishness
Nice jokes may try to remove somebody’s loneliness
It is nice to cut joke and make others happy
He will come out of shock and get ready
What is something new in fine jokes?
What response it gets or reaction invokes?
The known friends may take it very lightly
It may take off their worries slightly
See to it that it generates no ill feeling
It must help to build confidence if willing
It just a try in right direction
It will definitely prove as good action
Some people are good at hiding the pain
They will not show it as their gain
It is indication of humble person
They may not disclose it with simple reason
Your jokes should be of innocent nature
It must help to develop the future
It may remove the misgivings of long years
It may be heard nicely by friends in their ears
It is fine always to remain in jovial mood
It serves as medicine or good nutritious food
It helps to build healthy state of mind
It may make you to feel very kind
Treat it as fine quality and heavenly sent
Prove it with normal desire for improvement
It may draw flake with adverse comment
Still it will remain as memorable moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Said Before To Say It Again
On my mind are these times.
And I do find these times on my mind,
Hard to define.
With a keeping of those,
Feeling these times have them boxed in.
And on my mind,
There is a reason to seek rhythm and rhyme.
With my visions set,
On what it would take...
To increase my happiness.
I've said this before to say it again.
I'm not looking for stoppers,
To block as obstacles to hop over.
Or the welcoming arms of acceptance.
With a hope that they will open,
The gates to a fence to feel I've been approved.
On my mind are these times.
And I do find these times on my mind,
Hard to define.
With a keeping of those,
Feeling these times have them boxed in.
Acceptance or not,
I'm not looking to get out of a box.
Too many have found themselves there,
To argue over space,
With little of it that to share.
I've said this before to say it again.
Those feeling trapped,
Like it exactly like that.
Fresh is the air,
One dares to breathe alone.
Revitalized is an atmosphere,
When the clearing of a sky,
Becomes recognized to the one who looks...
To discover the vastness of it to become known.
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Lost Identity
Right here walking alone down the road I feel free
Because there is nothing pressuring me to agree
I can miss a step or slow down and shout out loud
Because no one will ask what I'm screaming about
Around you I have to watch my every step and move
Being careful not to do anything you'll not approve
Somewhere some time ago I lost me and became you
Being who you want me to be - someone brand new
My nails are now manicured and I wear a heavy ring
You only buy me designer outfits as a regular thing
I drive what you bought because you donated my car
But sometimes I can't breathe because my life is afar
You are always working and your time for me is spare
My days are filled with silly things and that's not fair
I finished my degree but now I don't remember why
Because here I live my life around you on stand by
You vowed to take care of me and you certainly do
You take care of everything and all is just about you
I can't find myself and I miss me how I was before
You control all of my moves and still ask for more
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Dear Interpreter Of My Life
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
With your assessing insight.
There are times I find,
Your comments quite amusing.
And other times they annoy...
Since within my mind,
Many experiences...
Have been employed.
Dear interpreter of my life.
And how I've come to live it...
From your point of view.
I do my best to respect opinion.
I do my best to bite my tongue.
I do my best,
Not to debate the life I've lived.
Because a comprehension,
Prevents comparisons to others...
Who are on separate missions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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