A Little Too Comfortable
A little too comfortable
Chair’s too soft
Life’s too quiet
Sleep comes too easy
I’m worthless for any sacred use
That is demanded of those less fortunate
An all too truthful and ever present irony
I sought freedom from petty demands
Now I own petty
Like a man owns a beast
Caged and ready
Wondering what to feed it
It’s none too sweet
To find it out now -
Somewhat late in life
There is no satisfaction
In living satisfied
poem by William McCully
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Petty People
Petty People...
Could care less if they are petty.
That's who and what they are.
Constantly seeking the center of attention,
Addressing petty issues
Most people wouldn't mention!
And having a way to nip and tug.
Much like what a little dog does.
Snapping and barking at the slightest little thing.
Petty people...
Exploding their mini volcanic 'tops'
Just to shoot off itsy bitsy lava drops!
That's all those petty people really got!
With their poked out lips...
Like children a closed ear often ignores a lot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Started On A Petty Note
If it started on a petty note,
You will not find me...
Giving attention to it,
Until it ends.
I'm not into petty.
I will leave before it begins.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choose to Boot It Just to Mute
...and,
You may...
Risk your life for petty reasons.
You may...
Not believe it to accept it,
Just to find there's nothing there to lose.
...and,
You may...
Risk your life for petty reasons.
You may...
Not believe it to accept it,
Just to find there's nothing there to lose.
And 'then'...
You may,
Get dramatic in dismissing diplomatic moments toned...
When knowing love of life you own with a peace of mind condoned,
In and outside of your home,
Is not on loan droning in a moan groaned all day and night long!
And you 'dig it like the fresh scent of Spring!
Oooh Whoa noooo mo'...
...and,
You may...
Risk your life for petty reasons.
You may...
Not believe it to accept it,
Just to find there's nothing there to lose.
...and,
You may...
Choose to boot it just to mute.
And...
You may,
Boot it just to keep it mute.
...and,
You may...
Choose to boot it just to mute.
And...
You may,
Boot it just to keep it mute.
And then,
You may...
Do whatever it is wanted if you wanted.
Then you may,
Do whatever it is wanted!
And then you may,
Do whatever it is wanted if you wanted.
But then you may,
Boot it just to keep it mute
Or...
Then,
You may...
Choose to boot it just to mute.
Or then you may,
Choose to boot it just to mute!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Very Comfortable!
Soft,
Very comfortable!
But, if you can't sleep on it,
Give it to another person to do so.
Be the first to read,
Be the first to understand,
Be the first to learn;
Soft,
Very comfortable!
But, are you ready to sleep on it?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ready An Willing
(coverdale/lord/moody/murray/paice)
I wanna be loved,
Dont wanna be teased.
I dont want no woman
Getting down on her knees.
Im ready an willing
To reach for the sun,
So I can get me some loving
Before Im gone.
I want more, more, more, more,
I want some more
Sweet satisfaction to soothe my soul.
I want you to rock me
All night long.
Rope an ride me, baby,
Do me wrong.
Roll me over, make be bleed,
Id dance with the devil
To get what I need.
I need more, more, more, more,
I need some more of that
Sweet satisfaction to soothe my soul.
I get this crazy feeling inside my soul,
And its driving me insane.
I get this crazy feeling,
Can you feel it, baby,
Its driving me out of my mind.
Im talking about sweet satisfaction,
Im ready an willing, sweet satisfaction.
Im ready an willing, sweet satisfaction.
Sweet satisfaction, sweet satisfaction.
Im ready an willing.
I get this crazy feeling inside my soul,
And its driving me insane.
I get this crazy feeling,
Can you feel it, baby,
Its driving me out of my mind.
I keep on looking for
Sweet satisfaction, Im ready an willing.
Sweet satisfaction, Im ready an willing.
Sweet satisfaction, I keep on looking.
Sweet satisfaction, I keep on looking...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Do What I Like
Key:- r:- ray
A:- anita
R: come let me enter in your brain
You know how it goes no pain, no gain
Im a rough young brother, I care about another
I thank my life to my dad and my mother
Searching like a hunter, always into something
You wanna be down? first stop fronting
Please dont speak, pass me the mic
Cause no matter what you say Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
R: rumours and lies start from the mouth
People hear little things and they start to shout
You see me on t.v. or a magazine cover
Lose our bonus, move under cover
Living that kind of effect, Im in demanded
I do my thing when I on demanded
You dont even know how I live my life
Dont point your finger cause Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
Do do what you like
R: yeah!
Dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: come on!
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
This is my life! oh!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Petty Greed
People with petty greed ~ how much do they get
Not all people have big-sized greeds
We very ordinary
bunch of people with petty greed
Don't even have courage to feel big-sized greed
My petty greed has often been met
by petty donors
Twice or so I was saved
by the God on my shelf
After safe escape I gave a smirk
Indulged a bit in intellectual conceit Ah
Escaped narrowly honour is saved
Yet my petty greed was not quenched
Even now I make rounds to petty donors
Ah they too are small-time people
They too live within limits
How can they give their all
Even if they give do I have the guts
to pull all up to the roots.
Can people with petty greed geta full amount
Very ordinary person I
pulled by petty greed
Ever go round and round
Come back home take bath daily
Light the lamp on my shelf
God keep saving me
Very ordinary person, me
haven't even got the courage
to feel big-sized greed.
___ ___________
amar chinchke lov
tr: rajlukshmee debee
poem by Choudhuri Sukumar
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My heart yearns for freedom
Free my heart from the chains of my unfulfilled life
My life of living with no zeal for life
My life of living with a dead soul and a distorted mind
My life of breathing with no air to my lungs
Living life with no purpose is like living no life
Going with the flow of life with your heart resisting
Is like plunging in a burning fire with your eyes opened
I’m crying out loud to you the energies of the universe
With the hope that you’ll notice the sound I make
And that you will comprehend the motive behind my cry
I urge to be freed from the unhappiness that prevails within
My heart yearns to be freed from the suppression of its strength
From being denied its power of self-expression and actualisation
My soul cries for freedom to project its actual image to the outside
It demands that the chains be destroyed to allow it the well deserved freedom
Feed my hungry heart with its energy and its food for the soul
Invite life to my heart by granting it an opportunity to be itself
Activate my heart by releasing it from its chains of freedom
These chains comprise my insecurities and my fears
Untying the chains will loosen up these negative forces
Destroying these chains will destroy these enemies of my success
And will give me freedom that I desperately long for
Freedom to my heart is freedom to my being
Allowing my heart some freedom is giving life to my soul
Allowing my heart some freedom is granting me my true life
Give my heart its freedom and breathe air into my lungs.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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Dog Trap
s/he got a new dog &
like many dogs before it,
it shed & it jumped up on the
sofa, the comfy chair in the
living room, etc.-
in regards to the prior dogs in
her/his life, s/he had
"suffered" the hair deposits,
the smell of dog, be it dry or
wet, and the rest of the
litany of petty problems
which dog owners will claim
when going to great lengths
to tame & beat their happy dog
into submission-
one day,
s/he came up with an idea
as to how to get the dog off the
chair & the sofa-
s/he got up early in the morning,
wrapped the chair in a sheet &
then subsequently wrapped that
sheet in electrical tape, masking
tape &
that really sticky gray duct tape,
all with the adhesive side facing up-
after the chair was engulfed in tape,
s/he left the house &
went to work.
low & behold,
when the once-frustrated dog owner
returned to her/his abode that evening,
there was a whimper coming from the
living room-
the dog, a shaggy dog whose resemblance
to a frayed towel
was uncanny,
had gotten itself stuck on the tape &
the pulling of its hair in the attempt to escape
the tape-engulfed chair,
was too much for the poor dog,
who had been undergoing the pain for
who knows how long-
the satisfied owner
talked conceitedly to the dog,
asking it what the problem was
(as if the poor dog had any idea what
this horrible human was babbling) &
then got down on her/his knees to
help the dog from the trap that had
worked out just the way the owner
suspected that it would,
because the dog never set foot on the
chair or the sofa again.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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We Are So Nitpicking Petty
Do we need someone to lead us?
Someone elected how to treat us?
And if our needs are met,
Will we then stop hen pecking...
Over trivial,
Remedial...
Testaments.
Just to vent!
And ignoring all the messages God has sent.
Do we need someone to lead us?
Someone elected how to treat us?
And if our needs are met,
Will we then stop hen pecking...
Over trivial,
Remedial...
Testaments.
Just to vent!
We are so nitpicking petty,
People never ready to accept the best...
Of what is offered to bless.
We are so nitpicking petty,
People never ready to accept the best.
We've got to keep it petty cause we love to stay upset.
To never be at peace of mind that stays at rest.
Do we need someone to lead us?
Someone elected how to treat us?
And if our needs are met,
Will we then stop hen pecking...
Over trivial,
Remedial...
Testaments.
Just to vent.
And ignoring all the messages God has sent.
We are so nitpicking petty,
People never ready to accept the best...
Of what is offered to bless.
We are so nitpicking petty,
People never ready to accept the best.
We've got to keep it petty cause we love to stay upset.
To confess...
We want to stay the people who will never know rest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You Feel the Same Way Too?
I’ve just written to a friend and said
‘I’ve just written a poem
which I would have given my life
to have written.’…
and then sat and looked at
what I’d written –
wondering whether
that was what I really meant..
(and, faintly, contemplating
whether a thunderbolt
straight from Justice central
might strike me there and then…)
or whether I’d retreated into
some private world of self-delusion..
or whether I had reached the height
of mortal bliss.. as perhaps some ‘real’ poet might…
when on the scales of life-for-life
or perhaps, eternity,
I was offering humbly, in exchange
for all I have received, all
that my soul could offer…
discarding all the burdens of the past,
disregarding any thoughts of future life,
living in the present, like a child does,
as, glorious, the present presently moves on
from freedom into freedom… tell me,
do you feel the same way too?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sorry's Never Ment a Thing
Sorry's never ment a thing
All thay are, are hollow words
Falling from a petty mouth
Sorry's just a word
Someone put in the dictionary
To make everything seem alright
It's just a word
Someone thought of
To talk away the wrongs
Sorry's just a word
Someone created
To find the easy way out
Sorry's just a word
That a five year old needs to get by
Sorry's never ment a thing
It's just a hollow word
Falling from your petty lips.
poem by Holly Heron
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Petty fears and petty pleasures are but the shadow of reality.
Henry David Thoreau in Walden
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life Gone Crazy
shots ring out,
sirens wail.
street grinders turn,
the gates of hell.
we push and shout,
we take and drive,
aint nobody
gonna get out alive.
the price of life,
nickels and dimes.
faceless souls,
redeem the time.
the weight of skin,
and rusted chains.
take a pill
to numb the pain.
life gone crazy,
life gone mad.
what they have
is what you had.
who do you own,
who owns you?
what can you say,
what can you do?
fathers bury sons,
and daughters weep.
you cannot stop,
you cannot sleep.
political lies,
dont feed the need.
another casualty,
of the greed.
go to war,
march to the hate.
you wake up guilty,
and it's too late.
you pray to god,
only to hear the echo.
carrying the mark
of your own sorrow.
life gone crazy,
life gone mad.
what they have
is what you had.
who do you own,
who owns you?
what can you say,
what can you do?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
quote by Ivan Turgenev
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Women to Do No Blunders
I steal petty things.
I misuse petty privileges.
So I go undetected.
Women! Don’t go to the extent
Of committing adultery; be less..
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It's very easy to be cynical about the hall of fame. But on the other hand, it's really a beautiful thing for someone like me. I dedicated my entire life to this music.
Sacred And Eternal
I am fortunate to be a poet with words periodical
I am fortunate to write poems sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to see the world in new look
I am fortunate to be in poetic imagination
With evergreen colors sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to be a part and parcel of the world
That is yours and only yours
And you are for all sacred and eternal.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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It is better to lose everything you have to keep the balance of justice level, than to live a life of petty privilege devoid of true freedom.
quote by Bryant H. McGill
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Beloved Parasite
Within the womb two strains combine.
Some genes of your with genes of mine.
To form a brand new entity.
Which thrives in the security.
Divides and sub divides again
develops limbs, organs and brain.
All of its needs mother supplies
A veritable paradise.
Takes what it needs quite selfishly
existing parasitically
Its only purpose is to grow.
That’s all it knows or needs to know.
But mother knows the time will come
when he must leave his present home
and face the hostile world outside.
Her hopes and dreams well satisfied
Although the baby will
and seek the comfort of her breast.
There is no choice it has to be
an independent entity.
No longer just a parasite.
The baby still retains the right.
To have its wants and need supplied
which mother’s readily provide.
A petty tyrant who demands
obedience to his commands.
A whimper brings her to his side
His wishes must be satisfied.
10-Sep-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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