You Are On My Wish List
You could not have known,
You are on my wish list.
If you had,
You would have made it,
More of a game...
By a playing of hard to get.
And I would not have given up easily either.
You would have thought me obnoxious.
And stopped your daily assessments,
With your making sure that I notice...
Whenever I am in your presence,
To be inspected.
You are not the only one,
Who knows what they want.
And how to go about getting it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Changes
we do not pray for changes
they always come
and they disregard
those that do not welcome
their presence
when the texting came one day
the telegraphs and telegrams
have become so funny and
we all laugh about sheets of
paper travelling in air
who would have thought that
iron flies? that faces appear on
cellphones? that making love
can be as easily done
in cyberspace? so safe
and at no expense.
and who would have thought
that you will leave me?
i never thought of it and you
one day has become a mere
shadow without a body on my
favorite bed. And you laugh.
and who would have thought
that i, too, can easily forget you
like a text message deleted
in a very instant.
you also never thought about it.
we're even, and indeed life is fair.
changes are instant. and so are
wounds easily cured, and so are
hearts mended, and so are scars
made to disappear like an MMS.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Don't Read My Mail
The day I knew you don’t read my mail
I stopped sending them
The wind ceased blowing on my sail,
There was no fun playing the game!
I wrote it all for you
With you and only you in view
I filled them with all I had,
But I failed, it was too bad!
I thought all you would treasure
With understanding and a little pleasure
And indulgently you would wait
If ever my mails were late!
See how I lost the one-sided game
My mails, you never opened them
It made me sad, a little pained,
the world seemed dry, my eyes rained!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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I'm sorry, I didn't notice
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
When this started to happen
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
I just let it begin
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
The change in anythin'
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
When we stopped talkin'
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
We weren't letting each other in
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
That sad, sad trend
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
The beginning of the end
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
You were no longer my friend
But believe me, now I notice
And it hurts deep within
Now that I notice
I hope you'll be again
poem by Dylan Burkhart
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Jane
Jane you say its all over for you and me girl
Theres a time for love and a time for letting it be baby
Jane youre playing a game called, called hard to get by its real name,
Making believe that you just dont feel the same. oh jane
Jane youre playing a game you never can win girl
Youre staying away so Ill ask you where you been baby
Like a cat and a mouse, (cat and a mouse) from door to door and house to house
Dont you pretend you dont know what Im talking about
Were all those nights we spent together, hey hey
Only because you didnt know better, I gotta know
Jane, youre playin a game, playin a game, playin a game
(jane, jane, jane)
Ah jane youre playing a game of hide and go seek
Jane youre playing for fun but I play for keeps, yes I do
(jane, jane, jane) thats a game on me
(jane, jane, jane) so plain to see
Janey jane why you foolin with me
(jane, jane, jane)
song performed by by Starship
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The biggest mistake
With the palyful gait of a chid,
i was playing with my friends,
in the rocky hill and sand,
With all might i was playing the game.
All were busy pushing, pulling, running,
I too was doing the same,
but my attention was driven away from the game,
The sight of a playful goat was alluring me away.
The sight of the shiny black goat,
made me thought to chase and play with it,
But the goat was not ready to do the same,
so i was running fast to chase.
Its unwillingness to play with me,
was making me crazy to play,
So i was running with a frenzy,
to catch it with all my might.
I didnt realise what my chase may lead to,
my mind was filled with the only thought of catching it,
and running away from my mad chase,
It met its death inside a well.
Till date and every date of my life,
I regret and will always do so,
till the end of my life for my mad chase,
My mad chase leading to an innocent death!
poem by Winnie Angel
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An ordinary fool
Do you think really they are fool?
Do you think they are playing tool?
May be they are real masters
They are examples to the doubt casters
Honest suffers but they always gain
Our sincere efforts go in vain
We fail to understand what is actual art?
We look fool and they look smart
It is custom of the society
You may find them in good variety
They have their own way to pursue
They get it easily whatever is due
What are sugars coated words and sentences?
You can sight many examples and instances
It is something said in individual’s praise
You won’t be able to judge or doubts to raise
This is how they gain the foot hold
Make the assertive bid and look so bold
You will be mesmerized to believe
It is world of fools where we live
Why do we blame others for our ignorance?
They are doing it in our presence
We know it well still fail to take notice
They stand to gain and look very wise
It is fine if you can turn the table
You should be bold enough and capable
No one can influence you if you are alert
We should not allow anybody to subvert
It is not game but simple mastery
There is no trick or mystery
We are yielding to mental slavery
It is not sign of any bravery
it can y be considered as momentary set back
It will not compel you to pack
You may get wind easily out of it
You may safeguard and feel very fit
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Im so sorry
I'm so sorry
Sorry for making you think all men are the same
Sorry for making you feel naked
Sorry for sharing my dreams with the outside world
I'm so sorry
Sorry for taking late night calls in your presence
Sorry for not making you my number one
Sorry for not saying thank you
I'm so sorry
Sorry for the tears I've made you cry
Sorry for not answering when you called upon my name
Sorry for waking up and not finding me there
Sorry for making you feel unappreciated and unloved
I'm so sorry
Sorry for not saying Happy Birthday
Sorry for being a nightmare in your life
Sorry for making you my punching bag
I'm so sorry
Sorry for making you say sorry when it was not your fault
Sorry for the promises I made but never kept
I'm so sorry
poem by Neo tshegofatso Molefe
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Who's Right, Who's Wrong
Who's Right Who's Wrong
Kenny Loggins
(This Is It)
I've grown tired of fighting
Whether you're right or wrong
Whether I'm weak or strong in your eyes
'Cause this is a lonely feeling
Watching you turn away
Why does it have to be this way?
On and on tonight
You've made a point of being right
Making this a game instead of love
You should know
Where this goes.
Someone's heart will surely be broken
Before too long
If we keep on playing this game
Of right or wrong
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Who's Right, Who's Wrong
When love is gone?
Who's right or wrong -- false or true
Never used to matter to you.
You're almost crying
Saying "I've gotta run"
Easier said than done
Tell me why
I want to know what you're hiding
Turn around and look at me
I've never been this hard to see before
If we'd only come together
For a moment here tonight
You could hold me tight
And ease your troubled mind
You should know
Where this goes
Someone's heart will surely be broken
Before too long,
If we keep on playing this game
Of right or wrong.
Right or wrong, lady
Right or wrong, baby
I'm right, you're wrong lady
You're right, I'm wrong, baby
Talkin' about who's right or wrong
It never really matters
when your love is gone
Sayin' it out
This right is wrong
If all our lovin' is gone.
From Lolly Hellman ([email protected])
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Groovy Movies
Sometimes I think Im gonna better myself,
Searching for acceptance in this big, wide world.
Sometimes I think I wont make it,
Playing in a rock n roll band.
Sometimes I wanna be a picture director,
And try to make the world understand.
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies.
All the movie makers of the world would be,
Falling over backwards to have dinner with me.
Ill go down to [? ]
Anytime I feel like a game[? ].
Or take a long vacation to san tropez,
And think of all the money I made.
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies.
I dont want to be a producer,
I dont want to be a big star.
I just want to be a picture director,
And smoke a big havana cigar.
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies,
By making groovy movies.
song performed by by Kinks
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Oh I Use to Be That Goose to Cook
I use to be that goose to cook.
One taken for granted...
Because I had been out and open.
Making the chase easy to take.
As I healed from a mending...
Comprised of negativity and heartbreak.
And today that I no longer care,
Who is there to play hard to get...
In a game of hide and seek.
My presence is not readily available.
To anyone I thought was there to care.
With a sweeping off my feet in the air.
And this is no longer a challenge sought.
With a hope to make myself easily caught.
A sitting goose or a duck I am not.
Waiting from dawn until dusk to be fawned.
I've moved on to correct those things I felt wrong.
I don't do the snapping,
With the quick quips quacked back.
And if anyone comes believing,
I can be strung along?
I tell them immediately I am booked.
'Oh, I use to be that goose to cook.'
But now I recognize myself to be a swan.
Living on the other side,
Of a more diverse...
And populated pond.
To strut and not waddle as I proceed in song.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That I'm Older And Much Wiser
I married into what I thought would be,
Then...
A good relationship.
And I had experienced one before,
Committed and loyal.
But...
Being possessive,
Ruin it.
The second time I entered,
Into wedded bliss.
I tried too hard to be too much.
And too much of 'me'...
Made my partner sick.
So again from that,
We both split.
Now that I'm older and much wiser,
And wanting companionship.
I admit to being sexually experimental.
And this has bored me to bits.
I wish someday to meet someone,
Who will understand my 'wit'.
Someone who too has had the same feelings.
And through with an unnecessary roleplay,
With a sharing of a chemistry that snuggly fits.
Now that I'm wiser,
With age as my adviser.
And wanting a valued companionship.
'Then why do you insist on playing hard to get? '
Well...
I do have my preferences,
Kept on an ever changing list.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can't Control My Emotions
My emotions are hard to control.
It has become a problem to me.
My state now is not a normal state.
Every game is playing inside me.
Is a game that I can't never be free.
If I would be free, I don't know what I would be.
It has broke me.It has ruin me.
Everything it does is a pain for me.
The pain which is still the same.
I broke my dreams.I broke everything.
Which can never be made into something.
My life is like a hard rock.
Which can never be broken.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Taxi Dancing
I think that its high time we had a talk
I think that were making a big mistake
Ive been feeling lately the magic is gone
Are we just together for convenience sake, baby
I dont believe it (feeling)
I dont think thats true (tied down)
Itll just pass if we allow it to (need to break free)
Its just a stage were going through (they say clean cuts)
I think youre just restless for something new (heal much faster)
Baby, feeling like we pay our dime
And all we get in return
Is a piece of each others time
Are we just taxi dancing
Lost somewhere in a slow dance for two
And the band that was playing
Has finally stopped playing our favorite song
Are we just taxi dancing
Youre paying for me and Im paying for you
And are we holding on to a feeling with desperation
Dont know if youre right
Dont know if youre wrong
Seems to me we havent danced for long
Dont make it hard (I wont)
Dont make it easy (hold you)
Well just walk away (if you)
At the end of the song (must go)
Baby, put one last nickel in the jukebox
Give that love we once felt
Just one final spin around
cause were just taxi dancing
Lost somewhere in a slow dance for two
And the band that was playing
Has finally stopped playing our favorite song
And were just dancing
And the band that was playing
Has finally stopped playing our favorite song
Are we just taxi dancing
Youre paying for me and Im paying for you
And are we holding on to each other in desperation
Taxi dancing
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Constructive Criticisms
I appreciate your assessments.
And the time you have given.
But guess what?
'What? '
The value I have placed on my life,
With the knowledge and comprehension...
Of my true identity that took me years to find,
With adjustments made to upgrade my mind.
And what I have obtained in the gaining of it,
Does not depend on your assessments.
Or your vocal beliefs on how I can achieve,
Your acceptance.
'I was just offering constructive criticisms.'
And I was offering my time,
To tell you not to continue the wasting of yours.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Top Notch In Any Game
A leveling done on a playing field,
Open to anyone with skills to advance.
To enhance!
Sems to be distant from the doing,
Since those who could prove themselves...
With honesty and talent to expose,
Those 'top-notch-in-any-game' poses...
Are easily seduced by a drugging done,
To egos hard to leave off the field of play.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Except...
a hard ass old man,
bent over with time and work,
stopped to pet a stray cat.
without a word,
or a second thought,
just stopped for a moment.
no one knew him,
no one understood him,
what he'd done or been through...
except, maybe, the cat!
stray cats, in a world
gone hard and cold!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Without One Thought to Resent
Not playing hard to get.
Not playing at all.
Or hardly interested.
Waiting for a response sent,
With sincerety felt and meant unanswered.
Left a decision to make that was done.
Waiting around like a dog in a pound,
For someone to discover...
This heart was like no other?
Not playing hard to get.
Not playing at all.
Opened the door to explore other opportunities!
That's the only obligation,
Now followed with content...
Without one thought to resent!
Or an action that lends itself to doubt.
Stalling a life that's liked,
To be toss about by thoughtlessness...
Carried about is out!
Bitterness and pouting...
Shouting in anger fits?
Who needs it?
No time for that foolishness that traps,
Or considered a doormat...
For someone to leave crap tracks!
The steps laid being made in a forward pace,
Are not moving backward to be regretted or retraced!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cheap Date
wasted youth on
being wasted
tasting the lips of liars
with checkered pasts
playing the game
not playing the game
being game
taming
the shrew
I liked to shop
hunting for bargains
hunting for game
game over
he was no bargain
what is the price
you'll pay?
at what cost?
poem by L.K. Thayer
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The Pretend Game
I.......can't........ play........this game....with u, called pretend, like were in grade school at the age of ten, and I'm thinking this situation here can drive a person to do something very surprising. Because of u playing with someone emotion, but you get off! ! ! and get a kick out of a person thats interest in you. When you no got *** well deep in your ******* heart! ! ! ! that the feelings is not mutual. you market the bull **** word(pretend) for your own selfish reason or just for the sake of not loosing him. But your action speak louder then words. And your playing the Game pretend is for the birds, and I have to fly away and get out of your face before i ketch a case. mentally it's making me sick, and giving me a head ache. When I think the thought of me allowing myself to fall and go thur such foolishness with U! ! ! because baby I deserve greater then this and U! So stay right in your land of pretend Alice and keep wondering or turn back into Dorothee and have fun in your land called oz, with the tin man and the munchkins. Because the act And your game has come to a end at lease with me pretend friend.
poem by Clarence Williams
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Sedan Delivery
Last night I was cool at the pool hall
Held the table for eleven games
Nothing was easier than the first seven
I beat a woman with varicose veins.
She stopped to see herself in the mirror
Fix her hair and hide heir veins
And she lost the game.
Next day I went to the dentist
He pulled some teeth and I lost some blood
Wed like to thank you for the cards you sent us
My wives and I were all choked up.
I recall how caesar and cleo
Made love in the milky way
They needed boats and armies to get there
I know theres a better way.
I saw the movie and I read the book
But when it happened to me
I sure was glad I had what it took
To get away.
Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get away
Im making another delivery
Of chemicals and sacred roots
Ill hold what you have to give me
But Ill use what I have to use.
The lasers are in the lab
The old man is dressed in white clothes
Everybody says hes mad
No one knows the things that he knows.
No one knows, no one knows
No one knows, no one knows
Im sleepin in every hallway
I just cant accept the stares
Im using too many covers
Im warm now so I dont care.
Im thinkin of no one in my mind
Sedan delivery is a job I know Ill keep
It sure was hard to find.
Hard to find. hard to find
Hard to find. hard to find
song performed by by Neil Young
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