No lover, if he be of good faith, and sincere, will deny he would prefer to see his mistress dead than unfaithful.
quote by Marquis de Sade
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXIII: Denial
Deny it with smile, deny it with silence
Deny it with elegance, deny it with distraction
Deny it with anger, deny it with challenge
Deny it with promise, deny it with comfort
Deny it with tear, deny it with emotion
Deny it with effort, deny it with cruelty
Deny it with forget, deny it with indifferent
Deny it with joke, deny it with lie
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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No faith no life
No faith no life.
Be pure and sincere
Faith take you
Near and nearer
Where there is Father.
No faith no hope
No hope no life.
Where there is faith
There is security
There is stability.
No faith no success
To hold on faith
To go on the path
Of success
And success is life.
Faith is the candle
Faith gives light
In the dark night
Be pure and sincere
Faith is the doctor
That can cure
Your life's cancer.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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No Good Lover
Hes a no good lover
Baby I tried him out
Hes handsome and he knows how to use it
And he doesnt take a no for an answer
Like a catcher in the rye he nags till you die
His flatter makes you fall
But dont expect to have a ball
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na - na - na
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na - na - na
On the beach youll see him showing off badly
With a golden look he conquers your best friend
And she has to say yes to her new excess
Americas by far the most miserable man
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na - na - na
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na - na - na
Hes a no good lover - na - na...
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes a no...
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na- na - na
Hes a no good lover
Baby Ive tried him out
Hes - na - na - na - na - na
song performed by by Ace Of Base
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lover Lover Lover
I asked my father,
I said, father change my name.
The one Im using now its covered up
With fear and filth and cowardice and shame.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
He said, I locked you in this body,
I meant it as a kind of trial.
You can use it for a weapon,
Or to make some woman smile.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Then let me start again, I cried,
Please let me start again,
I want a face thats fair this time,
I want a spirit that is calm.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
I never never turned aside, he said,
I never walked away.
It was you who built the temple,
It was you who covered up my face.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
And may the spirit of this song,
May it rise up pure and free.
May it be a shield for you,
A shield against the enemy.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dragon Smoke
This poison is honeyed,
A powerful intoxication.
A dulcet seductress calling softly,
I am the sirens call.
But I will consume you whole.
Chasing the dragons smoke
I am a burning sulfurous desire.
I run wild in your veins.
Yet I am an unfaithful mistress,
A promiscuous lover.
I leave you wanting more,
But my hunger cannot be sated.
Beware - for my embrace kills.
For I am the sweet smoke of death.
P H Brookes © 2012.
poem by Paul Brookes
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Faith Is Dead
“What should I say?
Since Faith is dead”
Sir Thomas Wyatt penned,
Before five century
It is still true...After so long...
To repeat... ‘Faith is dead’...;
Faith is dead
In many hearts...
In many minds
Although many pretend
They are faithful
What they show
Is grey though
You feel it...
As the days run
Start avoiding those spirits
To repeat... “Faith is Dead”
Faith in some, still exist
So...pray...wait...view
To say, 'Faith is alive'
Thus...will abide...
Serenade In Faith
Continue...
poem by Sylva Portoian
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Unfaithful
Being unfaithful is like haveing no faith in something,
HELL... of course it is.
Faith is something we need so when the thing we have faith in falls,
we can laugh soo hard.
but only hours later you will feel badly sorry and try to help the person that you just dehuminised.
If there was no faith people wouldent feel popular, and there four wouldent do things to cach attention.
Faith is like a drug,
when your done with is you will need a hug,
and thats the circle that i call 'ethosis plug'
poem by Massemo Sunoko
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The Two’s Equal Is The Mystery. by Ray Subrata
She then said all right,
Faith is fun, faith is done,
You and your mistress,
I am a play thing, I am none.
Survival of fittest,
You did approve,
In your role,
You proved fool.
Wedlock, good approves,
Why where have you proff
No, I have faith, and people say,
Fie fie, be violent and gay.
You may go,
To a foe,
And test your chemistry,
The junction of thrill,
Demands a deal,
And the two’s equal,
Is the mystery.
poem by Ray Subrata Ray
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Never Deny You
All the love that we shared
Could never just disapear
And all that we've been through,
I believe in you
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
friend said to me one day,
I should just forget you,
But my experiance say
What we have is true
Judases, they will betray you,
Thomases, they will doubt you,
Peters, they will deny you,
but iii will never deny you,
All the love that we shared
Could never just dissapear
And all that we've been through
I believe in you
(chorus)
(will never deny you) I wil never deny you
(never deny you) III, will never deny you (deny you)
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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About The Good Quality
He is sincere who
Is calculative or
Lacks faith in himself.
He is faithful who
Is purposeful or
Lacks faith in himself.
Good quality
Is a strategy
Or from weakness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Never be unfaithful to a lover, except with your wife.
quote by P.J. O'Rourke
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In relation to a writer, most readers believe in the Double Standard: they may be unfaithful to him as often as they like, but he must never, never be unfaithful to them.
quote by W.H. Auden
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Angry Poem, Because So Many Flags Are At Half Staff
The wreaths are piling up on the curb. Coffins line streets swept and stainless. Some one asks why, there are murmurs in the crowd. I am beyond curiosity, tired of the story that begins with Blood and ends in Glory. Glory, worshiped in the streets, feared in our hearts. Glory, bought with sin, greed and the end of innocence. Glory, balm for the living because the dead do not need soothing. Glory, an epithet hammered into gravestones. Glory in death -wrap that lie in a flag and praise it to heaven. We are false prophets and our blessing has cursed the dead with the Blood sacrifice.
Blood is paid for with youth, salvation, faith -everything, all they have and ever will. Blood is given (taken) in our name and we can only offer up sorrow, prayers, songs, statues. Blood should bring guilt, shame, truth, but we deny, deny, deny, and deny the abomination we have become. 2,000 suicides,3,000 dead,130,000 killed,6 million murdered,60 million casualties... the numbers do not lie. And we will go on counting the dead while rain polishes their headstones smooth.
So do not ask me why so many flags are at half staff. I will not give you the answer you want to hear. I will not mock the dead with vainglorious praise, Glory Glory Hallelujah! They are the mothers, fathers, sons and daughters who paid the price of Blood and I will honor them with the truth.
poem by Ronald Shields
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On Your Birthday
deny, deny everything
the past conversations and those that hurt you
pinching and twisting you
deny them, deny those that make you empty
and useless, those that make you feel
powerless to all these
that confront you
suddenly
like you are unprepared even
for buttoning your shirt
deny, all those that try to harm you, do not
give them access
fill in all the abscesses of your longings
take time in combing your tangled hairs
and making your breasts soft and
supple
hang on to all the good things, the smiling things
those that are sweet and tender and
soft
memories that make you sing
and dance
stretch your arms to the openness of those that
are still to come
laugh, dance and say to yourself
you deserve this break in your life
you are you
and they just don't have the right to take that away from you
woman, lady, lover, mother, girl
child, baby
cell,
thought, love, space
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ring Out Your Bells
Ring out your bells, let mourning shows be spread;
For Love is dead--
All love is dead, infected
With plague of deep disdain;
Worth, as nought worth, rejected,
And Faith fair scorn doth gain.
From so ungrateful fancy,
From such a female franzy,
From them that use men thus,
Good Lord, deliver us!
Weep, neighbours, weep; do you not hear it said
That Love is dead?
His death-bed, peacock's folly;
His winding-sheet is shame;
His will, false-seeming holy;
His sole exec'tor, blame.
From so ungrateful fancy,
From such a female franzy,
From them that use men thus,
Good Lord, deliver us!
Let dirge be sung and trentals rightly read,
For Love is dead;
Sir Wrong his tomb ordaineth
My mistress' marble heart,
Which epitaph containeth,
"Her eyes were once his dart."
From so ungrateful fancy,
From such a female franzy,
From them that use men thus,
Good Lord, deliver us!
Alas, I lie, rage hath this error bred;
Love is not dead;
Love is not dead, but sleepeth
In her unmatched mind,
Where she his counsel keepeth,
Till due desert she find.
Therefore from so vile fancy,
To call such wit a franzy,
Who Love can temper thus,
Good Lord, deliver us!
poem by Philip Sidney
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God Is...My Lover
Yes...
I confess.
God is...My Lover.
And we are attracted and attached.
Nothing done that I do,
Is behind my Lover's back.
Yes...
God provides my every need.
From shelter to clothing...
And the food I receive that feeds me.
And whenever I am feeling down...
God,
My Lover...
Is always around.
And I admit,
I have at times taken Him for granted!
So spoiled am I!
But I do not try to ever deny Him,
With my all!
God is...my Lover!
My Provider.
And the reason I am here to give,
And live a life to fulfill with complete joy!
He loves me.
And I love God.
And we...are lovers!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The woman who deceives her husband makes her lover swear never to be unfaithful to her.
Be Not Sad
Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again -- -
Can they dishonour you?
They are sadder than all tears;
Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.
Proudly answer to their tears:
As they deny, deny.
poem by James Joyce
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Jetstream
(It's only one more day)
Can you wait
My plane will be arriving shortly
Right there at the gate
I pray that you'll be waiting right there for me
This time could be what
We've both been searching for
Our whole lives waking up
And coming back for more
(Leave your baggage behind, you won't need it tonight, enjoy your flight)
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
We're so high
I'm watching all the clouds stripped by below me
We should try
It's been so long since I made you cry
Long-Live-Love
I just can't get enough of you
I need that engines pushed
It's gonna take me home to you
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
You were meant to be
Home with me
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are my jetstream lover
You're how I wanna be (Just how I wanna be baby)
You are so good for me (You are so good for me)
You are so good for me (Just how I wanna be baby)
But you're gone
But you're gone
Don't let it go
Don't let it go
If you don't try
If you don't try
How will you know
How will you know
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My uncle was born at the end of the Edo era and was a great authority on the various bizarre and gruesome legends that were so popular in those days: tales of haunted houses with rooms no one dared enter; tales of the souls of scorned women, still living, tormenting an unfaithful lover; tales of ghosts unable to relinquish an attachment to their former lives... Yet he took great pains to deny there was any truth to these legends, repeating the lesson of his samurai education that "a true warrior does not believe in ghosts."
Kido Okamoto in The Ghost of Ofumi (1930), translated by Ian MacDonald
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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