You See Life With a Wish to Leech
You,
Are much too negative.
And you wish to impose it,
Upon those who oppose it.
You,
See life with a wish to leech.
To satisfy selfish whims.
You are in it to gain.
Not to lose but to win.
And there is nothing wrong,
With desiring success.
But you wish it to be given...
Believing the taking of it,
Brings you a happiness.
You,
Are much too negative.
And you wish to impose it,
Upon those who oppose it.
You,
See life with a wish to leech.
To satisfy selfish whims.
You are in it to gain.
Not to lose but to win.
No matter who you choose,
To endure your sufferings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is A Leech
A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.
And anyone observing a leech in action,
Is not going to convince that leech to share.
The awareness of the leech doing that is not there.
A leech feeding,
Could care less off of what it feeds.
It is a leech.
Feeding to satisfy its own need.
To do what it pleases...
Eat to feed itself to then move on.
It is a leech!
Born and taught to exist for what it is!
It is not a care provider.
Or a nourishing vegetable,
Loaded with beneficial vitamins...
Benefiting the mind and physical wellbeing of mankind.
No,
It is not!
It is a leech.
That's it.
Defined by its own circumstances.
And programmed to identify,
What it has to do to survive.
And once it knows what it is,
It is not going to be anything else.
No matter how lengthy the therapy sessions.
Or the sacrifices others make...
When the activities of the leech begins to become outsourced.
A leech is a leech!
Nothing more.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfish Needs
Like the Sun comes to lick the frost,
Where the chilled air had laid at dawn...
So much of what has been coated
And disguised under quick and cooled mists,
Lifts when daylight heats.
And we again surrender to our whims,
To satisfy selfish needs!
As long as we can afford to maintain them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choice
I've all to gain,
nothing to lose.
It's all dependent
on what I choose.
Everyday brings something new.
Foresight to all of it
is not in view.
So I make a choice
and hope it will be
something I need
that will help me to see
that every decision I will make
is the one that I shall choose.
And so it is I've all to gain
and probably nothing to lose.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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That Has Not Been Your Objective
I will not slip into wickedness,
Because that is what you wish.
Nor will I pray to be forgiven of sins.
Or temptations you have teased me with.
I am not the one,
To be conditioned how to live.
With your beliefs thrown upon me,
To keep me feeling of myself as negative.
This process you have chosen,
To diminish my identity.
Will never sit well...
With contradictions you uphold.
And do not dispel.
But choose to dangle in front of me,
As a process of an equality.
And to find within restrictions,
A limitation to place my need to be me...
Will never satisfy an acceptance of a life,
That is mine!
With a pride and dignity I carry inside.
With a presence I do not seek for you to define.
To you I do not owe an existence,
By which I will sit in a wickedness...
Inflicted by your wishes,
To teach as lessons preached.
In sermons from pulpits to have me reach...
For wings in the beyond.
While you use my ignorance,
To leech from me my freedom?
In a continued display that maintains disrespect.
And you want me to believe,
This is all I can expect?
If ever you see me on my knees...
Not a vision of you do I have,
Coming to my aid with aims to please.
And blessings I have received from God,
Has taught me the clarity of that!
You are not the creator of my breath.
Or separate dreams kept,
To fulfill you can meet to satisfy or have met.
And I have known that has not been your objective!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your World
How can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Why you lose your dreams
If they are so beautiful?
Why the tears fall down from your eyes
And disappear in the ground?
Why your heart breaks
If its beats represent life?
But how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Then why you lose your world
If love is your world?
Why your eyes full with tears
If your eyes are so beautiful?
Why sorrow comes
After every happiness?
And how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
As life is nothing but ups and downs
You feel pain and cry,
And you forget everything with the time.
If you do not gain anything, you do not lose anything too.
So, how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Oh it’s nothing but life!
No one can become your world
You yourself is the whole world for you.
So, how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Tears trickle down your cheeks like droplets of rain,
And after every sorrow happiness comes
And after every sunset there is a sunrise
So, how can you lose the world, as the world is you yourself?
Vampire
Where is weakness appreciated?
Who brags of an association?
Or tolerates putting up with it?
And yet submissive tenderness is requested.
Whenever a fresh face seems to be ripe for seduction.
Someone who comes to dominate our delusions...
With envisioned fantasies,
We would like the new arrival to satisfy and please.
Where is weakness appreciated?
Who brags of an association?
Or tolerates putting up with it?
After we have finished with our selfish whims,
Those who once had the energy to put up with us...
Leave to re-energize with someone else.
Or choose to stay in comas!
And awaken to refuse to have anything to do...
With anyone who approaches life as if a vampire.
'No.
I do not recall or remember,
Any blood suckers! '
~Hmmm...
That's odd!
Are you absolutely sure?
Your reference to blood sucking,
Triggered a response that was not prompted.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Succes! !
It’s not a goal you seek
It’s not about getting money
It’s not to stay negative
It’s not all about you but other around you too
It’s not the end but the beginning of your life
To realizing and learning is what your success is
To try and want to improve is what your success is
To accomplish things by your own is what your success
To give or share is what your success is
To respect and believing in you is what your success is
To challenge yourself is what your success is
To work hard to reach your dreams you once believe is what your success is
Success is sweet and…. I believe it’s waiting for you to own it and hold it with your life.
poem by Angie Alphonce
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The Song Of Life
Life is a song,
Life is a poem.
Be happy in delirium doom,
Laugh loudly even in gloom.
Life is a sunlight
Life is a cloud,
Hide and seek,
Unbound sailing in the deep.
Life is a sky
- An open mind,
--High and wide,
Profound pleasure even in the uneven glide.
Life is a market,
Some will buy some will sell
Some will lose some will gain.
You may lose today
But tomorrow you may gain
Never permanent are pleasure and pain
If the situations are against or in favour
No matter,
The will be not be the same forever
How hard is the blow!
How tough is to flow!
Even though,
Never, never bent or bow.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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That’s the way life is, sometimes you win sometimes you lose
That’s the way life is, sometimes you win sometimes you lose
Part of it you can’t control, Part of it you choose
Sometime you’re happy, sometimes you’re mad
Sometimes you laugh, sometimes you’re sad
Sometimes you are aggressive, sometimes passive
Sometime your mind thinks positive, sometime negative
Sometimes you feel you love your spouse
sometimes you wish your marriage could be paused
Sometimes you seem over confident, sometimes you feel you have a low self esteem
Sometime you feel you really got it, sometimes you feel you lost your dreams
Sometimes you exercise to get in the shape, sometimes you overeat and you gain weight
Sometime you like to sit and do nothing; sometimes you are in the mood to even lift weights
Sweet or sour, Bad or good, whatever it is
Get along with it, because that’s way life is
Sam arjomandi
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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Everybody is a Teacher.
Be aware when you meet or already have a person, let it be anyone
You learn and teach until both of you are done.
You both teach each other for something, positive or negative
It is up to you which appeals, the good or bad you will receive.
If you are not positive enough, you are lost,
When one is teaching you wrong, for you it will cost.
Will cost you if you go along with just anything trouble or happiness,
If you cannot make a difference on your life progress.
However, it is not wise to oppose, eventually you will find the truth,
If you were meant for peace, love or kicked by the booth.
Because some gets kindness, , some plays out the rough,
But we all go on life, playing the game, eventually we'll became wise and tough.
But not when you do wrong to others or even yourself.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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In a Race to Chase Another Pointless 'ism
In a race to chase another pointless 'ism'.
With a reason to critique,
To compare discreeted insecurities.
With a belief that in the doing,
One's assessment will be perceived...
As politically correct to effect mindsets!
Racism exposes itself,
As a defective game played by those...
With selfish aims to gain.
To impose further conflicts of interests.
With a wish hypocrisies inflicted,
Continue to be ignored!
Although implemented to be explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The spirit of God
Life is simple
Life is both good and bad
Choose the good side
Life is right and wrong
Do what is right
Life offers wisdom and foolishness
So be wise
It is full of poverty and riches
But it is better to rich
Than to be poor
Life offer us happiness and sadness
Choose happiness
It is sore evil to like destruction
But a blessing to be a savior
Life is both positive and negative
So be positive
It is better to be strong
Than to be weak
Bad at the button
But better at the peak
Life is sweet and bitter
Taste it sweetness
All these shows heaven and hell
God and the devil
So choose God
poem by Matt Ancient
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I Will Oppose The Men Of War
I will oppose the men of war until the Reaper takes me
Until the breath that gives me life it finally forsakes me
I'll use words for to oppose them they send the young to battle
To fight for the colour of their National flag and die like slaughtered cattle.
I may not be a wordsmith and my rhymes seem out of fashion
But I will oppose the men of war oppose them with a passion
Because of them so many die and so many have to suffer
They may fool some but they do not fool me for I am not a duffer.
I will oppose the men of war those who send their fighter jets to bomb and slaughter
They leave the grieving mother for to mourn her dead her young son and young daughter
Collateral damage they call it by such arrogance how can one not feel disgusted
I will oppose these men of war for they cannot be trusted.
I will oppose the men of war though some may celebrate them
I will prick their egos with my pen with words I will deflate them
They enjoy the good life with their loathsome mates whilst others all too willing
To go and fight their war for them and for them do the killing.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Driven To Madness
No matter where one goes.
Or language one speaks...
With or without an ethnic heritage,
To proclaim!
There is going to be a gratification sought,
To satisfy.
Human beings have a tendency,
To denounce their animalistic cravings...
As unnatural.
Confessing...
They have 'sins', flaws and other blemishes.
And yet attempt to escape from their insecurities...
Through games of conflict.
And the obsession they impose upon themselves,
To obtain possessions.
Only to rid themselves of possessions...
To be lured and tempted to seek physical gratifications,
To satisfy.
And driven to madness,
If denied!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let us weigh the gain and the loss in wagering that God is, but let us consider the two possibilities. If you gain, you gain all if you lose you lose nothing. Hesitate not, then, to wager that He is.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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Build It Up, Break It Down
Go from nothing
No family
No mother
No support
Create a life
Join a family
Become a daughter
Gain a sister
Happiness, joy
Love
Support
The works
Lose your other half
Lose your home
Lose your family
Lose everything you built
All at once
Like a domino
~November 20,2011~
poem by Jennifer Cramer
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Song of life
Life is a song
Keep singing sweet along with a gong
Life is a poem
Keep composing along with rhyme and rhythm.
Be happy in delirium doom
Laugh loudly even in gloom.
Life is a sunlight
Sometimes dim sometimes bright.
Life is a cloud
Keep floating sometimes humble sometimes proud
Life is a ship
Keep sailing unbound in the deep.
Life is a sky
An open mind,
High and wide,
Profound pleasure even in the uneven glide.
Life is a market
Some will buy some will sell
Some will lose some will gain.
You may lose today
But tomorrow you may gain
Never permanent are pleasure and pain
If the situations are against or in favour
They will not be the same forever
No matter-
How hard is the blow!
How tough is to keep the flow!
Even though-
Never stop, keep continue to glow
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Selfish
I am selfish
You are selfish
He is selfish
She is selfish
We all are selfish
To a lesser or a
Greater degree...
Let's not
Stay in denial.
Let's accept
Our selfishness
So that if people
Are selfish to us,
It hurts us less.
(Poem themed on Acceptance)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Users United
Played sensitivities,
Have played out...
For those who do it.
Users united,
Have become identified and busted.
And thrown out in the cold,
By those who have not been sold...
Such creatures who leech,
Are givers who reach out...
With unquestionable integrity.
Marketing that has been their difficulty.
Played sensitivities,
Have played out...
For those who do it.
Abusers who use others for what they have.
Appear upon the scene,
When something taken is to be had.
And caring less what is taken is the last thing left.
Users united,
Have become identified and busted.
Leaving nothing behind them but feelings of disgust.
And those who have been repeatedly stung...
Believing there is no one left on Earth for them to trust.
Played sensitivities,
Have played out...
For those who do it.
And those who do it,
Do it to satisfy their own selfish lusts!
Users united...
Have no rights to exercise.
Or lives lived to maximized,
Their sights upon others to deplete.
As if a completed act of leeching,
Is a bittersweet taste that is welcomed...
With open arms one seeks to greet and meet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Not only because of its colour
And not only because of it fragrance
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Also because of the thorns
It holds very close
A gain is a gain is a gain is a gain
Not only because of its pleasure
And the attendant treasure
A gain is a gain is a gain is a gain
Also because of the pain
That, as a part with gain does remain
A joy is a joy is a joy is a joy
Not only because of the emotional elevation
And sorrow attenuation
A joy is a joy is a joy is a joy
Because of the efforts did you employ
A success is a success is a success is a success
Not only because another milestone cross
And because of the new fame you will soon possess
A success is a success is a success is a success
Because you did sweat in the process
A peace is a peace is a peace is a peace
Not only because of the tranquility
And because of the balanced ability
A peace is a peace is a peace is a peace
Because of the war waged against
Disturbance and instability
Full impact of a thing comes to full visibility
Only when its contrast is held in close vicinity
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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