Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Don't give your love to me,
As if a gift certificate.
You mailed without fail.
And I should wait for it.
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A perfect life rehearsed and televised,
Or one depicted subservient in need...
Is not reality.
Although these images are wished,
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Yesterday,
What had been agreed upon...
As suitable,
Has become debatable...
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What is stated to interpret,
Depends on the mindset...
Of those exposed to various experiences.
And...
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Vibrant and bright,
As if never to leave...
A budding in the midst,
Of an unfolding full bloom.
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We teach ignorance.
With a feeding it to feast upon.
We disrespect others to neglect them,
As human beings with emotions to feel.
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When you give it to give,
To do it to give...
Just give it.
And then be gone.
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Corrupted intentions seldom succeed.
Even those who believe,
They have a clear strategy...
Risk losing their delusions to see them fail.
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You lured me with one hope and wish,
That from you I would get...
Love to express and devotion I'd expect.
With it done unconditionally.
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Another day.
Another celebrated conflict is made.
Another confusion to exist but disbelieved.
Another tension to resist.
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