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Sonnet: The Tongue
Tongue, the muscle belly in the mouth’s floor!
That grandmothers used to narrate folklore;
With sensors to taste the food that we eat,
And speak fluently with neighbors who cheat.
The boneless tongue gives creatures satiety;
In misdemeanor, speaks words so nasty;
The tongue-tied man cannot speak out too well;
The one with a long tongue argues like hell.
The tongue can emit both a soothing word,
And also cut like a double-edged sword;
The tongue helps one to sing a sweet song,
And touch one’s nose-tip whenever too long.
The tongue can start a war or conclude it;
Some stars use it for their kissing habit.
poem by John Celes
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Powerful wheel
You are strongest and powerful wheel
Everything can move with power and will
Nothing can stop you from reaching a top
There is no force to put a full stop
You may be soft but internally strong
You may right but can never be wrong
Nothing prevents like cast, creed or color
Such things are irrelevant and considered minor
Life as such you know is double edged knife
It is not easy to prove as very good wife
No one can neglect or defy the truth
Women as entity is nothing but living proof
Words may prove hollow
If we don’t allow
Let her rise from ground to reach at peak
She may stand tall and her work may speak
Woman is all in every move
Let that fear stand as removed
No one can afford to claim as super human
It is not flesh, bones, body of man or woman
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Old Man, Old Woman
Old man, old man
Cussing on the street
To an old woman
About the money for the meat
Old man, old man
Knocked the woman down
She hit him back so hard
That he start to spin around
Old man, old man
Just wont let it end
He hit the woman back
And she spent him aroung again
Old man, old man
Never gone to stop-
She pulled a knife
Sliced him once
There the old man droped
Old man, old man
Nothing do he say
Three-hundred fifty bucks
For the plot where he lay
Old woman, old woman
Sent off to jail
She was to slow inside
That she caught a lot of hell
Old woman, old woman
Finally made parole
She bought a spoon, rented a room
Just above the store
Old woman, old woman
Had a midnight fright
A youngest from the neighborhood
Broke her with his knife.
poem by David E. Patton
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(Drug Poem) Bad Trip
Talking to someone
who really isn't there
Feeling slightly scared
I was never prepared
Elves dropping from the trees
Those little demons
Tear into my skin
Telling me ill never be forgiven
Its another bad trip
I doubled dipped
Two under the tongue
And the fun begun
Run just run
It was cheap
But I paid for it steep
Double vision
Everything was spinning
Then the sky turned black
My friend told me to relax
But he looked like he had a knife
So I ran
Till I bumped into this clown
He was wearing this ugliest frown
He told me I better get out of town
I had till sun down
So confused
Its another bad trip
I double dipped
Two under my tongue
And the fun begun
Run just run
It started snowing
The snowmen were marching towards me
Rifles in hand
They pointed at the tiniest rabbit
Bam the rabbit was gone
It flew away with some kind of magical sparkling wings
As it took off it sang
Get off the acid kid
Before you regret something you did
Not so long ago
Right before the snow
Its another bad trip
I doubled dipped
Two under the tongue
And the fun begun
Run just run
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Words
It is a deadly
Double-edged knife
That cuts the heart
Completely,
Bleeding strife.
It is the spark
That sets on fire
Tongues of Anger
Devouring
In the mire
All that's bitter.
Words released
Become Reality,
They leave a mark
Some stay
Permanently.
Children remember
Words we said
They stay to heal
Or hurt
Through the years
They feel
The scars
Words birth.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Knife Party
My knife - its sharp and chrome
Come see inside my bones
All of the fiends are on the block
Im the new king, Ill take the queen
cause in here were all anemic
In here - anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Now kiss me
Oooh...well I can float here forever
In this room we cant touch the floor
In here were all anemic
In here - anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Now kiss me
Ohh... I could float here forever
Ohh... anemic and sweet
Ohh... I could float here forever
Ohh... anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Get filthy
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And kiss me...
song performed by by Deftones
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The Heart That Loses Its Grip On Love
you speak of revenge
for how long will you speak
about it,
your heart beats for something
else for someone
long lost
and never comes back
to you
your heart captured in the hands
of someone you detest
you speak of
freedom you speak of a heart
that wants to see
the end of the beginning
now, i understand, how is it
when your heart
loses a grip on love
its hands must have wanted
to hold on
to a double-edged knife
bleeding
waiting
dreaming of another
beginning to
this end
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pride is a tricky, glorious, double-edged feeling.
quote by Adrienne Rich
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I think Star Trek has been very double-edged for all of us - as actors, writers, directors.
quote by Jonathan Frakes
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Education is like a double-edged sword. It may be turned to dangerous uses if it is not properly handled.
quote by Wu Ting-Fang
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Shows can come and go. They can be a hit and then in three years, gone. There's some comfort in having the stability of a job and having children. It's a double-edged sword.
quote by Calista Flockhart
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Open debate and full discourse on the topic of torture is a double-edged sword.
quote by Charles D. Ellison
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Runners often Stumble - 1020
My hand is here and need not disappear
As understanding WE can help you share,
Removing cares as sunshine everywhere
Ice melts inside though Winter seems so near.
As you advance within, horizons clear,
Heart opens out, no doubt on Earth is there,
Only trust yourself! While on life´s stair
Runners often stumble, you, my Dear,
At last discover wings which fly past fear!
Knife double-edged, intelligence, friend fair,
Offers perspective, soft breeze in your hair,
Values questions, questions values here
Alert you are, far more than most we know,
May this unite mind´s search, emotions´ flow?
(4 November 2002)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Paradigm shifts lift
early adopters ahead,
double-edged gifts sift.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (03 October 2005)
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Truth Of Life!
Oh! The great death, the grand gift of life
Knows not the young or old, rich or poor
Visits all, acts as double edged knife
Can take the body, soul never!
None desires death, but that death spares none
For the good or bad, read or unread
Death brings pain and grief, sure gives not fun
None on earth wants death, that comes unsaid!
Man with wealth ever in fear of death
Men sans wealth with love for kith and kin
All in constant fear and worry
Over death none has control any!
Truth of life is certainty of death
Do thy duty, face death bold on earth!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Double Vision
Feeling down n dirty, feeling kinda mean
Ive been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, aint got time to wait
I wanna stick around till I cant see straight
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision gets the best of me
Never do more than I really need
My mind is racing, but my bodys in the lead
Tonights the night, Im gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision always seems to get the best of me - the best of me, yeah
Ooh, double vision, I need my double vision
It takes me out of my head, takin me out of my head
I get my double vision, oh, seeing double double
Oh, I have double vision, yeah, Im getting double vision... (to fade)
song performed by by Foreigner
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Purple edged moments I no longer have you
There are purple edged moments
Once coloured a different hue,
Purple edged are my feelings
Now that I no longer have you.
Yellow bright the morning
When you were here with me;
From evening 'til the dawn came
You were all that I could see.
Moments spent with you my love,
Have warmed me through and through
Come back, come back as soon as you can
My needs revolve around youPurple edged moments.
poem by Sylvia Lukeman
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Integration 1020
Much latent warmth may finally appear,
Affording understanding, shedding care.
Remove despair, share sunshine everywhere,
Ice melts although sharp winter seems so near.
As dreams evolve within, horizons clear,
Heart opens out, no doubt on Earth is there.
Others often stumble on life's stair
Refuse self-trust, show superficial cheer,
Avoiding wings to sing, to bypass fear.
Knife double-edged, intelligence, friend fair,
Offers perspective open-ended, rare,
Values questions, questions values here
Awareness stimulates mind which would grow
May integrate emotional flow.
(4 January 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Searching For America
give me an old Rambler Classic,
6 cyl., three-on-the-tree....
a double-bitted axe, and
a twelve gauge pump...
a coupla sleeping bags,
and a pretty good tent.
a half dozen books, a coffee pot,
and an old cook stove...
an old Gibson acoustic,
and an old Case knife.
my old dog, and a woman
with a little color in her soul...
and, by God, i'll find America!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Whore! ! !
Whore! ! !
Man meets woman she was working the night
Man falls in love boy she had him in her sight
Man says the Thunderbolt struck, she uses it to take all his might
Whore! ! !
Man makes so many mistakes including divorcing his wife
Man gives woman EVERYTHING his body, his soul, his life
Man leaves all that he knows behind in just two weeks with the woman, only now he feels the knife
Whore! ! !
Man provides and protects the woman taking all her cares away
Man completely changes his life thinking that God blessed him that day
Man shuts out all his friends to make more time only for her, all he wants is for her to stay
Whore! ! !
Man is stunned and shocked when the woman won't defend
Man knows this is the issue and he will no longer pretend
Man sees the woman for who she really was and knows he cannot mend
Whore! ! !
Man is torn, twisted like a knife in his throat and he can't breathe
Man knows woman has done this before but yet he still doesn't want her to leave
Man begs, pleads, bears his soul, loves her with every fiber of his being and still will believe
Whore! ! !
Man learns even more about the woman and cannot believe what he hears
Man is told woman just did it with another poor sap, now he realizes his fears
Man knows now there's no honesty or loyalty with the woman, says no more years
Whore! ! !
Man thinks this whole love thing is just a bunch of bunk
Man now knows this woman was and is a Whore! , but he's strong and refuses to be in a funk
Man is done with the Whore! , and all the girls are back on me, yeah they love doing the dunk