The Craving
Blinkered kind were subsistence
not seeking what lay ahead
Most results were as expected
hence nonchalantly always tread
Now challenge seems defeated
and mislaid the past enthrall
Must unearth newer stimulants,
with fresh gusto those install
Testing are the prospects
for the final bow and having to part
Leaving a near way of life
to an unpredictable fresh start
Forever chased rainbows,
it is time now to discover and find
The unknown sought anxiously
or the haven being left behind
poem by Sunny Chopra
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As If My Breath Is On Your Neck
Take your time to find my mind.
It is where it has always been.
Here.
With relevance,
You have yet to discover.
And when you do uncover this...
It will still be as fresh!
As fresh to you,
As if we are viewing the developments...
Unfolding.
And you find I can still hold onto your attention,
As if my breath is on your neck.
And yet...
Your dissecting of what has been left,
So long ago...
Remains with you,
Of current interest.
Interesting,
At best.
But not enough to leave me curious.
Take your time to find my mind.
It is where it has always been.
Here.
With relevance,
You have yet to discover.
And when you do...
It will still be as fresh!
As fresh to you,
As if we are viewing the developments...
Unfolding.
And you are holding on in a disbelief.
At my command.
Remember this...
You can not discover,
What another knew existed.
You may try to recover...
From the 'how' what you now know,
Had been already known!
Not only by me but many.
Before you came along...
To find your thoughts had been wrong!
And how I knew.
And you,
Had to pay a price...
To find this out.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A day never same again
The days can not remain same
No efforts should made to blame
The same mood can be maintained
The feelings can be easily explained
Where are those moments of golden pride?
Why do we forget them and hide?
They are no less important in today’s context?
They can be useful in passing present test
We learn from past mistakes and go ahead
It becomes easier to forge and lead
We started to learn from the day one
This was our concern and can be solved by none
Agony, pain and anguish may for part
We need to forget all and have fresh start
This is how fresh water can be flowed
The stagnation can never be allowed
When we start to know the fellow human being
New dimension is added and something is assured of to bring
It mat relate to efforts for bringing new kind of thinking
Where all can be lifted for good without any fear of sinking
We have same feeling in songs
Love, sympathy and brotherhood expressed in words
No show of deception and sincerity in approach
God too is willing and helping in such
Any one can search the soul and ask
What lay before him as dedicated task?
What does he do to strengthen the movement?
So the humanity survives to an extent
Not all can be lead to believe in what is said?
It is practice for self and conditions not to be laid?
What can be influenced most in daily routine?
As the emergence of sun plays part with sun shine
The truth is simple to be understood like day light
No one can prove it wrong or right
It is reality and has all the essence of truthfulness
Only we can have little try to prove its usefulness
I have all the rights to give shape to future
No one can come and apprise me to make it sure
Lord has give us sense to choose between two
I shall choose the simple one which is true
I am sacrificing nothing for cause
It is expected from all because
This is simple way of falling in line
Rest all can be expected very fine
It was never a problem in present or past
Now the life has changed and moving very fast
No one has got little time to devote for fresh beginning
It can be made as love sport with fresh inning
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What Does He Stand For?
'I think he has come to seethe
The others sitting.
While he,
Had to keep himself reminded...
There were things he needs to get done.
And he is going to do it too...
With everyone's assistance.
And no one is going to sit in idleness.
And 'that's what he stands for.
And you will come to know it! '
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
They're seeking to find fresh deceptions...
To try to stick on him!
Anything to get their point of view across...
To someone who will listen to them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's It That's All
Back on the scene for ya'll people's delight
You want peace for the people then ya say alright
'Cause George W's got nothing on me
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my zodiac sign is Scorpio
Look what the cat dragged in
The creme de la creme without the skin
So take a rest and mind your own biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
One for Brooklyn, two for Manhattan
Let's go to work, get those hands clappin'
Make you bounce, rock, roll and skate
Don't underrate how I operate
It ain't what you say, it's what you mean
Intention leads to action, that is my theme
So pay attention now as I begin to recap
Puttin' words and ideas stacked back to back
Some rhymes go flat, well mine go fizz
I got no time for the drama 'cause stress is for kids
'Cause when you're dead and buried well you got no biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
Brand new
The time and place for the mind is here and now
Keep the mind present less to worry about
But like the hammer to the nail hit the nail on the head
Well I don't shoot blanks and I don't shoot lead
Well I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
T-shirt and no pants and I dance the bugaloo
Like George Whipple on New York One
Got a hairy ass and that's no fun
I'm in the rhyme zone a different time zone
And on the microphone you know that I'm at home
It's time we looked past all our differences
An' that's it that's all that's all there is
Come on
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
An' that's
Fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
That's fresh...fresh...fresh...for you...for you...for you
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Outdated Praise
My experiences seem to peak...
When treated,
With the fresh flowing...
Of creativity at its birth.
Arriving on Earth from the unknown.
For redundant examinations!
To expose myself to repeated visits,
With wishes to be affected,
As expected...
By those who make attempts,
To re-invent an exposed fresh flow.
Is for me too conforming.
With a 'boring' done and shown!
It for me is like trying to find new ways,
To tie shoes...
I've known have worn out.
And doing my best to develop an interest,
In the activity.
Although they may comfort my steps,
When I walk about.
The wear and tear is there to express this!
My need to be excited by innovation,
Is not comprehended by those...
Seeking to authorize a familiarity!
To eventually announce an acceptance,
With outdated praise.
To those subjected to limited vision...
This is okay.
Who am I to say it isn't?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unpredictable
You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.
Something you discover,
Offends your beliefs.
But no time have you spent,
Connecting your assumptions...
To a specificness that exists.
You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.
And you find yourself in discussions,
With others who assess...
Beliefs addressed,
Which have been confirmed...
By the uselessness of whispered innuendos.
And it doesn't bother me one bit,
To know this tolerance you live with...
Defines your own existence permitted.
And I can see how you qualify me,
As unpredictable.
It is a relief and I thank you,
For that determination....
You have researched.
Perhaps next time you will approach me,
And together we can converse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Am I?
I would very much like to see
somebody, anybody that might be like me.
But then I am one of a kind, why shouldn't I?
Must I not find what I am seeking! ;
someone in whom I may see myself and vice versa.
Nobody seems to know me and
I do not seem to know myself.
Therefore, I must, must I? , explore the world of the unknown.
But I am one of the unknown!
Would anyone like to analyse me?
I bet, they would find something of themselves.
It seems to me now that I am two of a kind
I sincerely hope that both are not blind
and unite together to be of one mind.
Looking for somone else might be easier to find.
Time gone has left a scar in my life
but each day that passes seems to suggest
that my life is as a star in humanity.
How do I know that I am directing my life
by some pious nature embedded in my subconscious?
I might be an experiment that life itself is undertaking
to understand more about itself. Is there anything else?
I must resolve myself in my mind with utmost consideration
try and find the solution and by contemplation
recognise once for all time my true and sole existence
and saying 'there, I am here always! ', thus rejoicing
I should endeavour to affirm and proclaim in this world.
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Note:
This is a very early poem written about 40 years ago.
poem by George Krokos
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Looking to find love
Looking to find love
~
What criteria do you offer
What experiences can you bring
Could you offer the commitment
Or rise to each challenge
That will come in time
How do you think
You may bring something to this
To keep ideas fresh and new
The long hours
Are you ready for those
This is not contractual
But requires priority assurance
How is your problem solving
Your ability to rationalise
Your memory
What criteria do you offer
The commitment to each challenge
Think something fresh and new
Apply in words if interested
In looking to find love
poem by Matthew Holloway
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It's kind of true that they just start making the same movie over and over again. It's also true that the times dictate what kind of movies get made and what kind are not. So I'm always looking for something that's a little fresh and something that I haven't seen before.
quote by Thomas Jane
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Expected To Be Protected
There was a time I too,
Sought justification...
For my insecurities.
And excused my frustrations.
Then one day,
My faith was all I had left.
And I awakened to a depth of understanding.
With a comprehension that scared me half to death.
I realized I fed myself a safety net of deceptions.
And expected to be protected by God.
And God tested me with truth.
The kind that peels away all falsities.
Leaving me with a peace of mind.
I believed outside myself I had to find!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Away
I’d like to get away, to some place I have never been
so that I’ll be able to see what else there is to be seen.
The world as it is now is all full of joy and sorrow
like it was yesterday and will be again tomorrow.
Please let me get away from here to some better place
‘cause where I am now has become cramped in space.
There are many others around who also feel the squeeze
and who long to be apart to inhale a clean fresh breeze.
Why don’t we all get away from here before it is too late?
and this fortunate chance to go cannot much longer wait.
The need must be looked after now and has to be fulfilled
if we don’t do something about it our aspiration is killed.
To look back and think we’ll be leaving much behind
is because of our attachment an obvious human kind.
When we get to where we’re going we’ll soon all realise
the effort has been worth it and beyond any compromise.
So let’s pack our bags to go and get away from here
taking with us all our courage which overcomes fear.
The world’s such a big place and there is a long way to go
who knows what else’ll befall us before that end will show.
We should only take with us those things we’ll most ever likely need
as all the rest belong to the past and will be a burden to carry indeed.
There are also certain things we may find or pick up along the way;
the legacies of all those others who’ve gone before us an earlier day.
We should also leave aside all selfishness and dishonesty before setting off
and we’ll get that fresh start as we get away with nothing at which to scoff.
All our thoughts and actions will be in harmony then with the highest ideal
walking hand in hand with love and truth we’ll reach the place that’s real.
In the future is our hope that there will one day be
a new world full of love with people who are free.
By doing what we truly can and taking special care
we’ll all tread the right path which will get us there.
poem by George Krokos
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Upon Them It Is Shining Brighter
The results of the experiment,
Have finally been reviewed.
And it doesn't seem they thrill.
Fresh testing has been implemented,
And those currently in protest...
Seem to be experiencing adverse affects.
Hopefully they will come to see the light.
Since upon them it is shining brighter.
And their appetites for change will nourish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing to Have Amnesia
Believing that an escape,
Eliminates what has chased...
For decades,
To now be ignored to stay,
Left behind where one thinks...
Will remain that way.
To leave one to live a life re-invigorated,
Fresh and rejuvenated.
As if the past has been from one's mind erased.
Is as foolish as choosing to have amnesia.
Even though there are many,
Who do have selective memories.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lull before the Storm
oh!
capture my wind
the heart that never fade, lessen
the mumble heart
of where it goes in the stream
of quite whisper catacomb
of Lilies fresh
in the midst of darkness evening of
sweet memories
secluded
time has come and catch the
pure and crystal bloom
of droplets in the
poison of fresh entity of leaving the
glory of the past; who
has now come to surrender to
a great quest of victory,
the lasting gift
of what is today’s life I conquer
forever
Camelot
of the knight view the
meadows of good tiding for the storm
has come nothing but to
give the precious rest of the golden
sword in the
rising sun …
poem by Antonio Liao
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Fresh Feeling
You dont have a clue,
What it is like
To be next to you.
Im here to tell you,
That it is good,
That it is true.
Chorus:
Birds singing a song,
Old pain is peeling,
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling.
Words cant be that strong,
My heart is real,
This is that fresh,
That fresh feeling.
Try, try to forget,
Whats in the past,
Tomorrow is here.
Love on the sky above,
Lie in your way,
Theres nothing to fear.
Chorus
Some people are good,
? ? ? the hood,
So pure and so free.
I make a safe bed,
Youre gonna get,
Whatever you need.
Chorus
That fresh feeling.
This is that fresh feeling.
song performed by by Eels
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Leaving New York
It's quiet now
And what it brings
Is everything
Comes calling back
A brilliant night
I'm still awake
I looked ahead
I'm sure I saw you there
You don't need me
To tell you now
That nothing can compare
You might have laughed if I told you
You might have hidden A frown
You might have succeeded in changing me
I might have been turned around
It's easier to leave than to be left behind
Leaving was never my proud
Leaving New York, never easy
I saw the light fading out
Now life is sweet
And what it brings
I tried to take
But loneliness
It wears me out
It lies in way
And all not lost
Still in my eyes
The shadow of necklace
Across your thigh
I might've lived my life in a dream, but I swear
This is real
Memory fuses and shatters like glass
Mercurial future, forget the past
It's you, it's what I feel.
You might have laughed if I told you (it's pulling me apart)
You might have hidden a frown (change)
You might have succeeded in changing me (it's pulling me apart)
I might have been turned around (change)
It's easier to leave than to be left behind (it's pulling me apart)
Leaving was never my proud (change)
Leaving New York, never easy (it's pulling me apart)
I saw the light fading out
You find it in your heart, it's pulling me apart
You find it in your heart, change...
I told you, forever
I love you, forever
I told you, I love you
I love you, forever
I told you, forever
You never, you never
You told me forever
You might have laughed if I told you
You might have hidden the frown
You might have succeeded in changing me
I might have been turned around
It's easier to leave than to be left behind (it's pulling me apart)
Leaving was never my proud (change)
Leaving New York never easy (it's pulling me apart)
I saw the life fading out (change)
Leaving New York, never easy (it's pulling me apart)
I saw the light fading out (change)
Leaving New York never easy (it's pulling me apart)
I saw the life fading out (change)
song performed by by REM
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Set Your Own Pace - Make Your Own Peace
Take the time for peace
Even the peace within yourself
No one can touch that part of you
Thoughts of your past, in all things you would do
Keep pace, within your own heart
Forgive and forget, make that fresh start
Give a hug and steal a kiss
Don't ever forget, that matrimonial bliss
So forge ahead
Set the pace
Be the first to keep the peace
Breathe in, breathe out
Making love, still is what lifes'
All about
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Always Leaving Crisis
Life it seems is a crisis from the day that I was born
I came out flogging and crying on that long ago "who am I" morn!
I clung so tight to my Mama, but soon she sent me away
I heard the school bell ringing! A crisis for me that day!
The years, I recall, flew swiftly, where do I go from here?
A crisis, my graduation. Commencement day brings fear!
I don't understand where I'm going, another crisis for sure
I must find my way and purpose, the way to live and endure!
I'm always leaving, leaving, always searching to find
Where am I going? I wonder? I leave my childhood behind!
I leave all my teen years behind me. The past is the past is the past
One crisis after another, and all of them come so fast!
Then there was the crisis that really made me smile
A real big one for you as well, you walked me down the aisle!
I left my Mama and Daddy to spend a lifetime with you
Now comes a double crisis! We're leaving, oh what can we do!
I'm not sure when we are going, all I know it is true
I'm leaving this world behind me, and my dear, you are leaving, too!
Life has been a challenge, it seems we are always leaving!
Doors that close, doors that open, a pattern that's ever weaving!
Now at the end of our journey, we'll leave it all and find
The great and the small must leave it all, this is the way it's designed!
We'll trust our great Creator who has seen us through our strife
He'll never leave or forsake us! He will give us Eternal Life!
poem by Thelma Evelyn Jones
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Fresh Is A New Day That Comes To Many
Fresh is a new day that comes to many.
Those that see it that way...
Seem to have experienced fully,
Past fresh days with a letting go.
Holding onto limitations of thought,
Attaches to more anxiety and frustration.
And emotions become insensitive,
To adventure life without something to excuse.
Fresh is a new day that comes to many.
Those that see it that way...
Seem to have experienced fully,
Past fresh days with a letting go.
Some have chosen to exist,
Relying on being told what is around a corner.
Instead of leaving their zones of comfort,
To investigate with a sealing of their own confirmation.
Holding onto limitations of thought,
Attaches to more anxiety and frustration.
And emotions become insensitive,
To adventure life without something to excuse.
And finding something to excuse,
People would prefer to do.
Than to move from point A to B,
To voice an opinion given...
That confirms an absent of knowledge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Divine Impulse
These unpredictable Autumn days
Challenge us in different ways...
A divine impulse comes to write
As if becalming an anxious heart
Sending its throbs to the mind
Thus appeasing it- so kind!
Stories unfold fresh and old
Experienced by people bold
Showing discontent, indignation
At those who damage their nation.
A mismanaged world scene
Presenting measures so mean
Affecting populations severely
Requires a change for the better- urgently!
poem by Maria C. Costa
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