You've Attached Yourself to Me
You've attached yourself to me.
For purposes you choose to keep...
Discreet and secret.
And unconfessed.
As if to suggest...
Your intentions are nothing more,
Than to deceive with an intent...
I will come to disbelieve,
This is not the intention meant.
You asked how I would feel,
If from you I became detached?
You've attached yourself to me.
My peace of mind from me will not leave.
Since you had nothing to do with that!
Remember...
You've attached yourself to 'me'?
And I'm too honest with myself,
Not to recognize...
Manipulations that arrive,
With lies expressed in clouded eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Stays to Stick
Opportunities do not alone come,
To arrive without connections.
Very few doors open or close...
If they are not attached to hinges.
How many can say they sit,
Inside a house without a roof?
A home is not a home...
Unless someone lives in it,
To make that proof.
And who can say they are truly happy,
Until that has been pursued?
A quality of life is only quality obtained...
When all pieces come together,
And everyone is participating...
With no one deluded or refusing to accept truth!
And when that is discovered...
That is maintained.
Nothing stays to stick to cement quick,
Without a seriousness attached to it!
And that seriousness is there and meant.
For purposes to have those involved...
Accepting there is an agreed upon benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Really Hope
I dont down this row before
Now Im coming back for more
This is like a dja-vu
I was born to be with you
Into the night we went to sleep
You and I were meant for peace
Into the night we went to play
You and i
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
So xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
We dont have to change at all
And our life will not xxx
Its one freedom all about
Into the night we go to sleep
You and I were meant for kiss
Into the night we go to play
You and i
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
I really hope youll always be
So in love with me
I really hope well always stay
So attached this way
I really hope that youll always be here
I really hope that youll always be near
Take really note that Ill always be here
I really hope that well always be near
song performed by by Cranberries
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Suddenly I'm No Longer Attached
Suddenly I'm no longer attached,
And there is something inside of me
That welcomes that.
Years of my activities,
And concern...
Would leave me quite frantic.
Feeling overworked, strained and burned.
I am satisfied with those things I've tried.
And making a footprint no one can deny.
Everywhere I placed my steps,
Not one did I do without dignity and pride.
I need no one to qualify my stride.
My mark has been placed,
Before and not behind witnessing eyes.
I seek no approval for my deeds neglected.
I'm not awed by applause.
My functions have been upfront.
And for some the intent,
Has been meant to be most personal.
I'm not a backside biter!
And that is a fact!
Suddenly I'm no longer attached,
And there is something inside of me
That welcomes that.
That You, Father.
As long as You are pleased!
With me and deeds I've created,
You have helped me make to leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To You I Am Attached
To you I am attached
and our love is never only common,
it becomes something that never does lapse,
it expels the great longing
and sometimes its intensity scares me
when continually you look more beautiful.
To you I am attached
and our love is never only common,
it's much deeper than any other yearning,
when you look at me with sunshine glances
you do look really glamorous
and to me you are of critical importance;
to you I am attached
and our love is never only common.
poem by Gert Strydom
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(Love&Death Poem) A (I Love You) Final Resting Place
Forever attached to the moment
Oh no
Oh no
I just can't let go
It can't end this way
Just listen to me
You will make it
You will live on
With you the kids are growing so strong
Forever attached to the moment
Oh no
Oh no
I just can't let go
No its not okay
You must fight
With all you strength
Think of those you love
Think of those who depend on you the most
Anything to keep you going
You are the one I love.
You the one that I just cant let go.
No matter how hard I try
I looked into her eyes and she died
I never got to say my final goodbye
A (I love you) final resting place
Forever attached to the moment
Oh no
Oh no
I just can't let go
In your eyes i see the beautiful sparkle of the of the snow
Just live on.
This is just so wrong.
My heart is already gone
It has jumped out my body and committed suicide
Just beat the hell out of my insides
Forever attached to the moment
Oh no
Oh no
I just can't let go
Sir but you have to the paramedic says
I'm sorry shes already gone
How could this happen?
Why me?
I thought we were destine to be.
A long lived family.
This will never be satisfactory.
I'll love her till the day I die.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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As the spokes of a wheel are attached to the hub, so all things are attached to life.
If you think that you can think about a thing, inextricably attached to something else, without thinking of the thing it is attached to, then you have a legal mind.
quote by Henry C. Blinn
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Women will fly so high
The stigma attached
To widows and divorcees
Has been removed.
Men are officious to choose them.
The stigma attached
To errant women, premarital
And extra marital, will soon go.
Women then are free
To get freedom of sex.
No man can then cage them,
Who will fly so high.
25.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.
quote by Virginia Woolf
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Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible; Shakespeare's plays, for instance, seem to hang there complete by themselves. But when the web is pulled askew, hooked up at the edge, torn in the middle, one remembers that these webs are not spun in midair by incorporeal creatures, but are the work of suffering human beings, and are attached to the grossly material things, like health and money and the houses we live in.
quote by Virginia Woolf
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Pick Up All Your Stuff
Who penetrated my inner peace,
Be declaring they meet my needs.
And...
Who is that unpacking their crap,
At my doorstep wishing to leave!
I don't bemoan,
Someone who's gone...
After threats to me they'll leave.
At least they left my peace intact,
And a quiet life I received.
Who penetrated my inner peace,
Be declaring they meet my needs.
And...
Who is that unpacking their crap,
At my doorstep wishing to leave!
I don't condone,
Anybody like that.
Attached to sacking then stabs my back.
I don't condone,
Anybody like that.
Attached to sacking then stabs my back.
Pick up all your stuff and leave, please.
Pick up all your stuff and leave.
Pick up all your stuff and leave, please.
Pick up all your stuff and leave.
I don't condone,
Anybody like that.
Attached to sacking then stabs my back.
I don't condone,
Anybody like that.
Attached to sacking then stabs my back.
Who penetrated my inner peace,
Be declaring they meet my needs.
And...
Who is that unpacking their crap,
At my doorstep wishing to leave!
Pick up all your stuff and leave, please.
Pick up all your stuff and leave.
Pick up all your stuff and leave, please.
Pick up all your stuff and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yet both are safe.
He is very much attached to his wife
And it does not prevent him from straying.
She is much attached to her husband
And yet is lured by men to slip from line.
Both will not let it grow to an extent
Of breaking their home so they can be safe.
03.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pulled And Attached By Strings
When you look at my face,
Do you see me?
Do you know...
What's,
Behind my eyes?
When you look at my face,
Can you,
Feel me?
And then...
Do you realize,
That I am not a puppet...
On your string.
When you look at my face,
Do you see me?
Do you know...
What's,
Behind my eyes?
When you look at my face,
Can you,
Feel me?
And then...
Do you realize,
That I am not a puppet...
Pulled and attached by strings.
When you see me,
No I'll...
Be no one's puppet,
Pulled and attached by strings.
When you see me,
No I'll...
Be no one's puppet,
Pulled and attached by strings.
Can you,
Feel me?
No I'll...
Be no one's puppet,
Pulled and attached by strings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In conversion you are not attached primarily to an order, nor to an institution, nor a movement, nor a set of beliefs, nor a code of action - you are attached primarily to a Person, and secondarily to these other things.
quote by E. Stanley Jones
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Peace Of Mind
I go anywhere that ol wind blows
Down a blactop road...anytime
No strings attached, no ties to tie me down
So why hang around, when I can fly
Chorus:
Im free, free to do as I please
Free to choose, free to be
Just plain me, just plain fine
Im here then Im there
Not a care in the world
What a cure for the soul...peace of mind
I go anywhere that ol wind blows
Down a blacktop road ...anytime
No strings attached, no ties to tie me down
So why hang around, when I can fly
I dont dare slow down for anything
What tomorrow brings suits me fine
And I dont dare look back on yesterday
Its a throw away better left behind
(repeat chorus)
I go anywhere that ol wind blows
Down a blacktop road...anytime
No strings attached, no ties to tie me down
So why hang around, when I can fly
So why hang around, when I can fly
song performed by by George Strait
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Each investigation team has a lawyer attached to it and there was a lawyer attached to me and my assistant.
quote by Tony Greig
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There Is A Big Difference
It is both a duty and a privilege,
To be able to do this.
And to discover a persistence,
That has my loyalty attached to it.
I think of those without hobbies at all.
And devoted to a job until retirement calls.
With no other interest,
That is creatively expressed.
To exist to get a piece of that dangling 'pie'...
With the hopes that the taste of it,
Satisfies.
Never attracted my ambitions.
It is both a duty and a privilege,
To be able to do this.
And to discover a persistence,
That has my loyalty attached to it.
Oh,
I have heard it said many times...
My contributions are worthless.
And how I chose to be lazy...
Because I did not choose to work!
And no one that I know,
Has pursued what I've chosen to do.
Even though what I do appears easy
However...
There is a big difference.
They are paid wages for a 9 to 5.
And I'm not paid a cent,
For my 24/7 devotion.
It could be debated I am crazy.
But I am certainly far from lazy.
I don't rush home to watch TV.
Or find I have slept,
To be awakened by commercials.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People become attached to their burdens sometimes more than the burdens are attached to them.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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I think I'm a people person. I get very attached to people. And I've become so attached to all the people on my show, the cast, the crew and the producers.
quote by Victoria Pratt
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