Lawrence S. Pertillar
Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems
A Broken Heart Within
A broken heart within me knows,
What loneliness is...
When it is left to linger,
And slowly grows to wither in wishes!
A happiness living outside is dismissed.
For what it is.
Because it isn't felt,
With a gladness that appears.
It's much too late to date a memory!
When fading ushers its leaving.
No one else can see it drift.
Yet an emptiness is hinged...
To a pain remaining that is grieving,
Like the wind blows,
Never returns again!
Not to visit in inquisitive sits...
With the one ...
Slaves To Debts
No freedom to live it,
Is without expense.
And becoming a slave to money,
Affording a welcoming of decadence...
Few can ignore,
'The gotta have it and now' seduction.
That kind of ongoing production produces,