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Formula

A formula has been contrived for our benefit,
Once more the divisions can keep,
Reasons are for living, ones to admit.

May defenders arrive too early to befit,
A new religion contacts us asleep,
A formula has been contrived for our benefit.

What do we control when we backbit?
The whole collision concerns the cheap,
Reasons are for living, ones to admit.

Mastering our language is needed to baby-sit,
The adult who does this is no barkeep,
A formula has been contrived for our benefit.

Strange honesty is at the bottom of the bandit,
He who claims divinity, loving us so deep,
Reasons are for living, ones to admit.

Studying behaviour relies on the fit,
A man studies for the books to heap,
Reasons are for living, ones to admit,
A formula has been contrived for our benefit.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: There Are Reasons for All Things

There must be reasons for the shaking leaves;
There must be reasons for the swaying trees;
There must be reasons for the drying sheaves;
There must be reasons causing any breeze.

There must be reasons for the waves at sea;
There must be reasons for ripples in pond;
There must be reasons for the sea briny;
There must be reasons for a mutual bond.

There must be reasons for the changing climes;
There must be reasons for both drought and rain;
There must be reasons for good and bad times;
There must be reasons for a boon or bane.

There must be reasons for all things on earth;
But not much reasons why men sin since birth!

poem by John Celes
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After Breaking Up We Make Up Enough

After breaking up we make up enough.
And doing this as if,
There is a benefit...
To us that comes with splitting.

After breaking up we make up enough.
To do it once again,
With a making of love!

To split up to forget it,
With a making of love.
To forgive and then admit it,
With a making of love.
To remember we both miss...
Our making of love.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

And after breaking up we do make up enough.
And doing it as if...
This is a benefit.

To split up and then forget it,
With a making of love.
To forgive and then admit it,
With a making of love.
To remember we both miss...
Our making of love.
And doing it as if,
There is a benefit.

We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
We break up to admit it,
No one else could we love.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
After breaking up we make up enough.
To come together.
And doing this as if...
There is a benefit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No benefit

No benefit
No benefit.

You are cooking
You are eating
You are sitting
You are meeting.

No benefit
No benefit.

No body is there
To share
You have not
Shared anybody.

No benefit
No benefit.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Benefit Of This Is Missed

It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.

So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.

People wish to unlock their doors to explore.
Remembering when there was an innocence of this.
Many are seeking a life to live adored.
Knowing how beneficial and wanting this more.

So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.

It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.
And the benefit of this is missed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Contrived

Contrived.
Heightened to spark controversy.
And to keep a creation,
False from the start...
But given,
Undercover...
The breath of life to breathe!

Contrived.
Molded from a choice to cheat...
With a substance complete to tease,
And sell!
This done well...
The 'pitch' believed!

Contrived.
What one is given...
And kept from another,
As a dangled carrot one seeks...
But will not ever reach!
As the interest of a peace...
Sought!
Is quietly murdered.

Contrived.
A marketing masked to solicit the masses.
A task addressed to spread an unrest.
Quenching the thirst for war that is fed!
Killing the young,
And breaking hearts of all!
Pushing backs against the wall.
Caring less who stumbles or falls!
Yet...
Honoring that sacrifice.
Honoring the vanity...
To stand valiant,
Against any opposition.
And not dare stumble or crawl!

Contrived.
Reasons to deplete and demolish...
With polished colloquial approaches done.
Increasing a misery!
Decreasing the fantasies of deceptions kept!
Leaving those weeping with intentions met!
To deprive.
As hunger and squalid images seep.
Delighting the wicked and those who leech!

Contrived with lies...
To stir up a racial division,
In a chaos that is meant...
To bleed resentment,
And spread contempt!

Contrived!
But those architects selected,
Are detected!
And all that has been done,
Is finally put to death!
With a taste of bitterness erased.
As unmarked graves are left.
And with time...
Forgotten!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things Happen For Their Reasons

Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.

Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.

Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.

Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.

Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.

And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.

Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.

Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.

Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tom & Mary

For the benefit of Tom and Mary
Before our guests arrive
If they haven't found out already
It's gonna blow their minds.
Will they find the strength to find the will to testify?
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
There's something we can't hide anymore

Everybody here knows the story
Some have fabricated extra parts
See the sisters shouting whispers
Feeding heartache to the sparks.
Put a damper on the party
It will lighten up this room.
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
They've got to see the truth today

Miss Powersson says here they come
And all the chatter and the smiles have come undone
And you could here a pin drop on the carpet floor
Everyone's pretending not to hear them knocking at the door

For the benefit of Tom and Mary
Before our guests arrive
If they haven't found out already it's gonna blow their minds
If they haven't found our already
And all the seams all seem to show
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
For the benefit of Tom and Mary
We gotta let the truth be known

song performed by by Ben Folds Five from Naked Baby Photos
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There's Not Too Many Reasons

There's not too many reasons,
I would...
Set aside my pride.
And there's...
Not too many reasons,
I would...
Not have a peaceful sleep at night.
No!
There's not too many reasons,
Why I...
Wouldn't eat or wish to feel that need.
Or...
Feel a hopelessness inside me,
Without you.

No!

There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not cope.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I'd give up hope.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I'd be on knees.
No...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not eat.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not sleep.
Or believe there's a me to live and breathe,
Without you.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because Social Security is specifically designed to boost the retirement income of low earners with a progressive benefit formula, the program has played an enormous and necessary role in keeping Latinas out of poverty.

quote by Grace Napolitano
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My country has contrived for me the most insignificant office that ever the invention of man contrived or his imagination conceived.

quote by John Adams
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I think everyone has a certain kind of formula in their life. When you deviate from that formula, you're going to fail big or you're gonna win big.

quote by Sylvester Stallone
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The formula is the star. I couldn't work inside that formula.

quote by Dianne Wiest
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If the formula for water is H2O, is the formula for an ice cube H2O squared?

quote by Jane Wagner
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If I Had One More Chance To Love

I tried to think of reasons,
Why I should keep love away.
But in my mind each love I knew,
Were memories that would stay.

I did my best to forget,
How each love came to end.
I could not blame no one else,
But me.

And so clear I now see,
I was not then ready...
To love.

I tried to think of reasons why,
I lie and not admit...
I want another chance to love.
If I had one more chance to love...
I would.

I tried to think of reasons,
Why I should keep love away.
But...
If I had just one more chance,
Just one more chance to love again...
I could.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Most action is based on redemption and revenge, and that's a formula. Moby Dick was formula. It's how you get to the conclusion that makes it interesting.

quote by Sylvester Stallone
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Instinction

Cheap bed,in the red
Sleep the words out of your head
Cold floor,nice and raw
Eat the meat thats on the floor
High tide, some disguise
Loving makes the cream taste nice
New shore,final score
Fresh demand,Im wanting more
This might not last too long
So always take it
This might not last too long
So always take it
Reasons,reasons were here from the start
Its my instiction,its my instiction
Reasons, reasons are part of the art
Its my instiction,its my instiction
You cry,justify
But deep beneath the feelings lie
Photo,looking old
Memory makes the day feel cold
Theyve gone,sing your song
Walk the flow,ah,too slow
Post boom,second doom
Stealing cake to eat the moon
This might not last too long
So always take it
Reasons,reasons were here from the start
This might not last too long
So always take it
Reasons,reasons were here from the start
Its my instiction,its my instiction
Reasons, reasons are part of the art
Its my instiction,its my instiction
Stealing cake to eat the moon.

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hardheadedness

Ignorance for what it is...
Is ignorance for what it is!
Romanticizing it as it has been done,
In urban centers throughout the country...
To benefit those living in suburbia,
And their misguided opinions and decisions...
Is not going to bestow upon anyone,
The glow of enlightenment.
Not with the thickness of hardheadedness in the way!
Some folks can not be taught.
They 'have' to be shown!
All of it has been to someone else's benefit!
And if you are one who find that you are whining...
This benefit does not belong to you!
It is not yours.
A picture drawn in crayon is best understood!
Hopefully.
At least an attempt should be made...
To search for any display of a higher consciousness,
Seeking release.
From under the rubble of thoughtlessness,
After the onslaught of attacks from mindlessness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conceited

You try too hard to deal with me.
Don't.
My basic approach reflects a complexity.
I know this!
And I can understand,
Why you believe there is much more to me.
But there isn't.

Between you and me...
I will admit this!
Sssshhh...
Come closer!
I am a victim of my own brilliance!
YES!

However,
You did not hear that from me,
Okay?

If it was discovered I had 'that' much confidence...
People would mistake my arrogance for pride.
And I much rather have them believe I am conceited.
Contrived and full of myself.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flames

Together we are one, we strive for it,
The longest struggle leaves the enemy,
It rids the bark of that which is the tree,
A shower forms from clouds that benefit.
A benefit can kill me, I admit,
Yet dozens of them do some treachery;
The traitor is that man with trickery,
I have the mind to call him and permit.
This harmful man is no more harmful still,
As fast as fire, the hell is past and hard,
The double heat shall stain and burn, it burns.
For you should not be thief or killer til
The fires cool down and again bombard
The masses, as the flames take on caverns.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Why Do Some Live Without A Giving

I've been living in a world,
Many show they do resent...
To be living without giving but expecting they should get.

I've been living in a world,
Many show they do resent...
To be living without giving but expecting they should get.

Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do I?

I've been living in a world,
Many show they do resent...
To be living without giving but expecting they should get.

I've been living in a world,
Many show they do resent...
To be living without giving but expecting they should get.

Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do I?

And they're quick to get the pity.
And this seems to benefit.
And they're quick to get the pity.
And this seems to benefit.

Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do some live without a giving.
Oh why...
Do I?

Oh why...
Do some people get the pity.
Oh why...
Do some people get the pity.
And this seems to benefit.
And this seems to benefit.
And this seems to benefit.
Oh why...
Do some people get the pity.
And this seems to benefit.

I've been living in a world,
Many show they do resent...
To be living without giving but expecting they should get.

Oh why...
Do some people get the pity.
And this seems to benefit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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