Working Overtime
Would you like one of my brain cells,
To verify I am of independent thought?
Since you believe I must be programmed,
To produce every word to you I've brought.
You are proving to be more foolish,
Than my assumptions have seduced.
My abilities have been instilled,
Before I learned how to tie my shoes!
What next will you try to deny?
My skills?
You've done just about everything else.
Even creating your own rumor mill.
Let's face it...
When I say something to you I want to say...
There is no one who will do it,
Not in my way!
Direct and unafraid.
And that,
You are working overtime to try to find!
My mind is mine!
Not Harry's, Billie's, Bobbie's or Sue's.
My mind is mine!
And I am blessed not to be obsessed.
Possessed perhaps.
But that would be too long of a story to tell.
And you seem already exhausted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Overtime
Sometimes the looks I get
From people that Ive never met
Its cruel
Poor hard done by you
Sometimes I hear remarks
Like hes a snake out in the grass
Its cruel
Poor hard done by you
Well I beat around the bush a lot
Dont let my feelings show
cause if I did Id surely hit the roof
Maybe if youd listened
Youdve known something was missing
What I say surely is the truth
Well Ive been working on this overtime
You might think that I dont care
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
Some lovers wont admit
That all the pieces just wont fit
Its cruel
Poor hard done by you
So tell me that Im blind
To let my heart go rule my mind
Its cruel
Poor hard done by you
Well Ive been working on this overtime
You might think that I dont care
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
Ive been working on this overtime
Whats been done I cant repair
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
My wanderlust betrayed your trust
Dont want forgiving
All things must change, it aint so strange
Lifes for the living
(baby baby please)
Ive been working on this overtime
You might think that I dont care
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
Ive been working on this overtime
Whats been done I cant repair
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
Ive been working on this overtime
You might think that I dont care
But if you look inside this heart of mine
Youll still be there
Poor hard done by you
song performed by by Level 42
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Bobbie Jo's Shoes
Bobbie Jo went
to town to buy
some shoes, but
once again she was
told, no shoes here.
'Now, Now repiled Bobbie
Jo, why no shoes.'
'Can't you see
Bobbie Jo, right,
in front of you,
the store burned
down last night.'
Poor Bobbie Joe,
she can't win,
for losing.
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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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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Say Its All Mine
Well I know its over
Like a waste of mind
Well I know its side ball
I cant seem to find
Like a waste of someone
Like a wasted home
Well I know its over
I know its over long
Did you ever slip inside my ozone
I saw it in my eyes
Ever slip into me baby?
And I know its mine
I gotta say its all mine
With so low
Well I know its not mine
With so much
Well I say its all mine
With so low
And I know its not mine
Well its solace baby
I saw the face of mine
You took my hand and held on
For the longest time
I was always looking to be the one for you
It could have been so perfect
If I still lied at you
And I want to scream inside you no-one
Did you ever look at me
I saw a place where I was open
Now it will die mine
I gotta say its all mine
When no man
When I know its not mine
With so much
When Im faking the lies
With so low
I gotta say its all mine
Gotta say its all mine
Wanna say its all mine
Gonna say its all mine
It was so good
It was so good
It was so good
It was so good
It was so good
It was so good
It was so mine
I gotta say its all mine
With so low
When I know its not mine
Its over
And I can face it no lie
With so much
Well I know its not mine
With so low
I know its not mine
With so much
I gotta face its a lie
With so low
I know its not mine
With so far
I gotta place its a lie
It was so good
So good
Say its so good
Say its so good
Say its so good
Say its so good
Say its so good
song performed by by Moby
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Resentment?
Resentment?
I have never met anyone,
With abilities and skills...
That expressed a resentment,
Towards anyone seeking to be convinced...
Talents they possess,
Could be used at someone else's benefit.
And there to easily access.
But had been ignored,
For another sought to address...
That left them with an impression to express.
Resentment?
How many people do you know,
Would give up their expertise freely?
To confess to anyone,
That a giving up of their unpaid time...
Had been rejected,
Without a compensation of payment done.
To allow a continuance of their peace of mind?
And this they kept protected.
Acknowledging how this was difficult to find.
Resentment?
I doubt very seriously if they had that feeling.
Perhaps relieved...
What they brought to offer to others,
Had not been dissected or scrutinized.
With a diluting done of their freely given abilities.
Resentment?
Would not be the word I'd use,
To define their state of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Needed Rest
So overwhelmed to give at times,
I find isolation brings me peace of mind.
To give is to receive.
And in that I do believe.
But a necessity to set limits...
Allows me to feel I should and can breathe freely.
Without jeopardizing my abilities,
Which requires my much needed rest!
Although I may get protests,
From those who perceive...
My abilities are given just to please their needs.
Blessed?
Yes.
But those best lessons I've learned,
Have been the ones I have kept.
And without rest for the mind,
Guess who gets the quality time?
No one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mine All Mine
Forgive me father
For I have sinned
Ive been through hell and back again
Shook hands with the devil
Looked him in the eye
Looked like a long lost friend
Anything you want
Any dirty deeds
Hes got everything
Except what I really need
Keepin me temporarily satisfied
But not one thing I tried
Filled me up inside
Or felt like mine
Mine, all mine
Yeah, the search goes on
The more I look
My world keeps getting smaller
Staring at the sun
Searchin for the light
Almost ended up blinded
Some only see
What they want to see
Claiming victory
Oh, but thats not me
Give me truth
Give me something real
I just want to feel
Like its
Mine, all mine
Oh really mine, all mine
Come on give me something
Something thats mine, all mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
All the words on the wall
Look the same in the mirror
Every riddle
Every clue
You got allah in the east
You got jesus in the west
Christ, whats a man to do?
Theyll find a cure for anything
Just kill the pain
Numb my brain
We see a man
Speaking the word of god
Provin to be a fraud
His own church applauds
Stop lookin out
Start lookin in
Be your own best friend
Stand up and say
Hey! this is mine
All mine, all mine, all mine
Baby, you got something
And I got something
And its mine, all mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
Yes, Im searching
Mine, all mine
Got to have it
Mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
song performed by by Van Halen
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Fool That Happy To Find Greater Fool!
Oh creator of worlds,
You kept yourself busy in
creating worlds,
Never thought of creating
worlds for you,
Oh builder of homes for all, I never thought you may be
more foolish than dervish
having no home of own,
Having not built home for
yourself,
You created too many needs and too many things which lure
human mind and greed,
So that you have to hide behind
his foolish mind for shelter!
Oh creator, this fool is happy to
find,
Infinite fool,
Seeing the fool, foolishly in search of
own!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Observe the Quality of Your Way of Life
A degree?
I think I have a couple,
Of those worthless things myself.
A man with a mind,
And a mission he can produce.
Needs to network his talents.
And not become seduced,
By pledging to fraternities.
To become induced by materialism.
Pursued by greed.
Like those in such selective groups do.
Those who now say,
They can do what they choose!
A degree only shows a conformity to rules.
By an approval stamped on a piece of paper.
Proving the one receiving it...
Is fit to be shown,
How to screw over others too!
Observe the quality of your way of life.
Who with a degree has made it right?
Who with a BA, MA and/or PHD...
Has shown they had sense enough,
To avoid mistakes made...
That has brought today's economy,
To the brink of a catastrophe!
Who with a degree,
Can insist they have common sense?
And if this debate leads into an argument...
Be prepared to defend yourself.
Since talking BS politics...
Those educated,
Do their best at it!
A degree?
I think I have a couple,
Of those worthless things myself.
A man with a mind,
And a mission he can produce.
Needs to network his talents.
And not become seduced...
By the wickedness of luxuries.
That has increased more crime.
With homelessness and hunger!
Hosted by a society...
Dieting on addictions of all kinds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Always Be Mine
Now its the time for me to let you go,
I am done and over it,
But somewhere in my memory,
I have lost in time,
Somewhere in my heart I know you were always been apart of me,
You'll always be mine from the bottom of this broken heart I once called it mine,
You'll always run through this mind I once thought of,
No more holding on to things I can not have,
Somewhere in your heart,
I was once was your girl,
Somewhere in my heart you were my man,
Don't forget about me baby,
Maybe you'll realize I am the girl you need,
In deed I may sound obsessed but you have came into my mind,
You'll always remain in my heart that has torn into two,
You'll always be mine in this memory,
The memories that need to fade,
Fade within these walls,
Baby will you always be mine?
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Alankar(Decor) -103
Grumble(Quatern)
The Quatern is-
stanzaic, written in 4 quatrains.
syllabic, usually written in lines of 8 syllables.
rhymed at the poet's discretion.
Possible rhyme schemes are Axax xAxa axAx xaxA x being unrhymed
and the cap A being the refrain.
Or Aabb aAcc ddAa eeaA or any combination the poet chooses
as long as the refrain is in the proper position.
composed with a refrain that is repeated as
L1 of the first stanza
L2 of the second stanza
L3 of the third stanza
L4 of the fourth stanza
Grumble
Empty mind mine sounds only hush
Lonely bewildered in silence
I am to fill it with words lush
My musings are hunting for thoughts
Albeit heart yearns for poetry
Empty mind mine sounds only hush
I pat my brain quite brisk
So that floods of words lot in gush
Time does not seem to wait then rush
Brain is working fast-yet
Empty mind mine sounds only hush
Thought-hunt is busy running on
I don't like a random scribble
Perfect theme, proper words should push
That my poem is set right-still
Empty mind mine sounds only hush
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Mine Eyes Beg Sight Of Thee
Mine eyes beg sight of thee; mine mind begs, thought;
Mine heart begs consort with thee-for us to be what we ought;
Mine arms beg thine own body, in loving embrace-
Contrariwise, mine own body begs of same, face to face!
Mine own soul begs for thine, as its mate-
Our re-acquaintance made as was, through the powers of fate;
Mine whole life begs for thine own beauty's attestation:
As I bide still, I ruminate upon my futurity's celebration.
Until this time, when we shall meet my beloved, fair thee well:
May we both one day be the story that we lovingly tell.
All that I am begs for all that you are-
In a world with myriad resplendence, you are its brightest star!
Query not why it is that I covet thee as I do,
Ponder only: that in the morrow, more of same shall be gifted, to you!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Yes, I Said Possessed
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
I can be intelligent.
Or silly without making a bit of sense.
If I choose to do it.
And as long as you accept that,
As a part of me I do not have to prove.
I just want to be me with you that's all.
To role play is outdated.
And I don't know how to be fake.
But if I find you masquerading...
I too can be two faced.
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
Yes.
I said possessed.
With a doing for each other,
The only way we know best.
Yes, I said possessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Physical Poetry
The physics of poetry
is best explained in a mind experiment
in the construction of this very poem.
As I write the question becomes
what is the word-next and its origins?
Now what word-next can be
is a question of probabilities;
since if I choose rhyme as my scheme
and since the words which will rhyme are finite
and not infinite
the only question then becomes
which one of these will I choose.
Now if I choose a word-next outside
rhyming
then I risk not making poetic sense
since writing a gibberish word,
or one not related to the whole,
would be judged word-next nonsense.
Now we ask who or what in the brain
is making these two decisions
is it me or is it something mysterious;
is it drawing upon the past and memory
or from an instantaneous present
or even perhaps from my future?
Or is it just random choices I make
without even understanding them?
But suppose it is something we call
consciousness which exists
in the brain-cloud of cells which
can with millions of possibilities
produce a entirely new idea
which by definition
can come to exist
like language itself
and produce something never before said;
and now is being compiled in the brain
in this very instant and brought into existence.
That is humans have with language
the ability to create sentences
which have never before existed,
spoken or written because some languages have
enough words in them to make these permutations
near infinite and hence new ideas possible therewith.
Suppose the same is true of the human mind
and human senses make possible from this
this exercise we call
the idea.
So beyond the physical aspects of the brain
there must be a non-physical aspect we call
consciousness, the spiritual, or whatever
word we choose as its name.
Now the other half of the transaction
is even more amazing:
I just made up a new idea
never been expressed before
and can talk to you about it
and given enough clues
it becomes something you understand
and you yourself can write
a poem about.
This must be trans-consciousness
which is now a double miracle
nobody understands.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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You'll Be Mine
(ransford)
It's been too long since i kissed you
Much too long since i held you tight
Tonight yes tonight
You'll be mine
I've been told about your kisses
And i've thought about you every night
Tonight yes tonight
You'll be mine
I've made up my mind
Not to be left on the shelf
Now i'm sure to find you
And keep you to myself
I just think about you every day
When you're near and when you're far away
Tonight yes tonight
You'll be mine
(repeat)
song performed by by Hollies
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Takin' Care Of Business
You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out
--- Instrumental ---
If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid
And we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
And we be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
--- Instrumental ---
And we be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
--- Instrumentall to fade ---
song performed by by Alabama
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Questions to Ponder
When did I ever deny loving you?
Never comes to mind.
For to deny what's true is folly.
It's only for the blind,
those who wish that they could see
would offer me sweet sympathy.
How could I ever deny loving you?
Impossible comes to mind.
For to deny what has become my plight
I have left behind.
I have learned that all I know
meant not a thing until you.
Why would I ever deny loving you?
No reason comes to mind.
For to deny it makes no sense.
I will never let it unwind.
I will keep it wound deep in my heart
and I will never let it depart.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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We Are what We Are
As Shakespeare said that all men and women
Are acting out a play,
If we know it or not, this is our way.
We are all on a stage and play the game,
Do what is programmed into our brain.
Everyone have a different role, never that same.
However, we have the right to choose
Life or malediction, let it not confuse,
But don't forget whatever we are or what we do,
For the moment that is our place to learn,
And find out eventually who is who.
We are like cars running on the highway,
Neither is first, nor is last, they all have a goal
To start and arrive somewhere without delay.
Every living creature, including mankind
Files their own life story to remind
When the life & death, happiness & misery
Comes together for the education
Of someone's discovery.
Our bodies were created of many cells,
But the ruler is our brain
If we are in misery, that's what they gain.
If we learn the wisdom to find happiness,
So will our cells be healthy, happy and flawless.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Concord
Tremulous with love thy soul's hand pressures mine heart
So gently thy squeeze an impulse in me and I think of thee
Irresistible dost mine blood rush to mine mind smart
And in my mind, thy beauty with my intelligence I see.
Thy timid and shy engraved on mine love's ornament so faint
Impressing color on mine gray thoughts humorously and keen
With a palette of colors, thy beauty doth weave with thine perfect paint
The most magical charm one's thought hath ever seen.
As though thou read mine mind and played thy part
In harmony with thy gentle hand streaming blood to mine thought
Mine mind in concord with mine tremulous heart
Sincerely revels as thy soul designed from soul and wrought
A noble woman endowed with love's strength and mind
A gentlewoman like thee, understanding and kind..
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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