I have lanced many boils, but none pained like my own.
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Beauty In You Boils Like Wine Yet You Are So Divine
You are eternal so is love
Everything is for change but not beauty of my love..
Beauty in you is admired by all
Here i'm as adorable not for all..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is you that's true
Honey.. it's true mirror never lies you..
I never lie but can lie for you and
For your happiness can die for you..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is sacred so are you
Beauty is priceless so in you
You are precious but not for the world
Can bet anything to make you my world
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beautiful is you not my life
Your beauty is immortal not my eyes
Oh Mine...
Your beauty is the way to heaven
Show me way to your heart which is next to seven..
Take me the way i am and
make me the way you want..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
You are my love worth to die for
You are my freedom worth to fight for..
I made my guts to compromise
Beauty in you is worth a sacrifice..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
My words can sail but are not for sale
Can sacrifice in love to make you my fairy tale..
This song of mine is only for you my sunshine
I can sing this song specially for you my divine..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
I've signed your name on each dropp of my sweat and
Will dream of you till the last day of my breath..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine..
poem by Dr Vinay Sirigere
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Pipe Dreams
i read it all
every word
and i still don't understand a thing
what had you heard
what had you heard
was it love
was it take another walk in the dark
you'll never learn
i'd pray to god if there was heaven
but heaven seems so very far from here
and it all boils down to the same thing
just a yin and a yang or a couple of pipe dreams
and it all boils down to the same old pain
whether you win or you lose isn't gonna change a single thing
i stood in line and a thought crossed my mind
i had been dreaming but i didn't mind
i signed the line and the woman looked right through me
she didn't smile
i'd pray to god if there was heaven
but heaven seems so very far from here
and it all boils down to the same old thing
just a yin and a yang or a couple of pipe dreams
and it all boils down to the same old pain
whether you win or you lose isn't gonna change a single thing
i'd pray to god if there was heaven
but heaven seems so very far from here
and it all boils down to the same old thing
just a yin and a yang or a couple of pipe dreams
and it all boils down to the same old pain
whether you win or you lose isn't gonna change a single thing
and it all boils down to the same old fear
just a link in a chain
just a puppet on a string
and it all boils down to the same old pain
whether you win or lose
whether you win or lose
whether you win or lose
whether you win or lose
song performed by by Travis from The Invisible Band
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But I can tell you that the issue, on one side, boils down to money - a lot of money. And it boils down to people and their connections with this money, and that's the portion that, even with this book, has not been mentioned to this day.
quote by Sibel Edmonds
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Sooner or later the day comes when the tumor can be lanced.
Interrupted dreams in the course of distorted intellect
1) across the ocean of silent maze of life allured by ignorance pained by water
2) lost in fluidity of identity-making proces
3) still going back to eternity of chance operation
4) machinery of emotion trained by forgetfulness of pained life
5) why you are stiving for life with the purpose of life
6) you are not lost but you are lousy with loss
7) seven is still just seven
Inside
I missed what she said
Did I hear her wrong?
I cant seem to have
Anything last that long
Or am I a jerk?
With no sense of what
Makes them warm up?
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
Im writing again,
And out of ideas.
When I see her face,
Im filled up to here.
But what do I get?
I just let her pass.
I just let her pass
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Kettle boils like my anger
As the kettle boils.
So does my anger.
My anger is reder than the heat.
Its not just the heat of the moment.
The kettle is getting hot.
My anger nor depression will cease.
Its like some kind of disease.
As the kettle boils I melt.
In the heat of the depression.
And the mist of the anger
poem by Amy Kerswell
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Lies (The Mirror Sestet)
Lies from you in the sweetest guise,
guise you were, spilling lies.
Tears on my pillow with all my fears,
fears of drowning in all my tears.
Pained with truth, my heart is stained,
stained with lies, my soul is pained.
'I love you' you say, your greatest lie,
lie about love between you and I.
True, you spoke it and I said it to you,
you said it as words, I said it as true.
With him you are not, that was a myth,
myth filled with lies, it's me you're not with.
poem by Adam McKim
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Shattered
No armoured heart
Transparent as glass
And just as brittle,
Shattering at harsh words.
I have no defence
Against your lanced barbs,
Razor sharp to cut, slice.
You inflict the death blow
And I am stripped to the soul
poem by Paul Brookes
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Welcome Sir
Kwaah...Kwaah..., No one to notice me
From inside my mom's belly
Angrily I kicked and kicked and kicked
Aaah! mom got pained and pained
Pushes started to put me out
Preparations were on to pull me out
Enough bored inside the tummy
Waiting to be out to see my mummy
Having dreams about my parents
I started creeping into my transits
Step by step mom pressurized me
Steadily with all her compassion for me
Poor mom! 'ma! I'm there for you'
That's all I could murmur
I was fast reaching the world anew
In thirty minutes' rush I landed. A wonder
'Boy' midwife cried! 'Ha, I knew it'
I was handed to Daddy the great
'Welcome sir' Daddy said. I 'Kwaah'ed in shy.
poem by Indira Renganathan
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z-All Things
I came upon a man
who had long strips
of human heart
and he was
sewing then back together
piece by piece.
Close by
his friend
was collecting tears in bottles
and each tear was being filtered
to be hurt-free.
Others there
were working with Betrayal Notes
and Dear John missives
re-writing them
to reduce the pain.
Self Flagellaters
and Cutters
were given new blood and
wounds sealed.
Family abusers were laid prone
in the hot sun and blood boils
were lanced to their screams.
There was howling from two-timers
and mistresses; ,
killers
and politicians.
A 50 foot cauldron
was tipped
and they were added for seasoning;
the man then turned the heat up.
The two Agonies
clutched each others throat
and squeezed.
Blame was there
Blaming all
and Masochists agreed,
taking credit for all things bad
just for the attention.
There were Fallen Preachers
and Sinning Saints
run-aways
and the lost;
the homeless
the listless
the vacant
and the dying
the misbegotten
the soulless screamers
the babies
and the children;
the mangled war heroes
the Clinging Past
the Scary Future
the Unbearable Present;
the countless hordes
all lined up for their particular treatments.
I could not believe my eyes.
I asked no one in particular
where am I and who are you?
We are Time one said
where bad things get healed.
We are Retribution and Justice
Karma and Forgiveance
Kindnesses Revisited.
We all exist on the Non-Human plane
the Hidden Unseen-
which rights all wrong things
'In Time' one man said.
'In Time'
'In Time We Heal All Things'
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Heal of pang outweighs
Given the choice of any of three boons-
A day with a winsome star,
A night with a voluptuous woman,
And a meet anew with her-
The other two I readily surrender
To pick up- a meet with her,
Who to that extent has lanced my heart
By her exit from my arena.
Heal of pang outweighs
tempting carnal desires
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Enquire not what boils in another's pot.
quote by Thomas Fuller
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A watched pot never boils.
English proverbs
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I Understand 'MAA
The day was so lucky,
So special of your life
The day you were given,
You became my dad’s wife.
No other than anyone
You too had so much hopes,
From your future, for your family
From the life that you chose.
But dad moved away,
You were left alone.
Dad had his problems,
You had your own.
The two of you never
Could build your dream home.
I understand “maa”, it pained
To let him go away,
To see your little world scattering
The feeling you don’t ever say.
I understand “maa”, it pierced
To watch my eyes sore,
To see me missing dad
When you missed him more.
The same fright you nourished
To see your growing fairy.
But I calmed you, I promised
I won’t leave you, I won’t marry.
I regret my words today
To see you all by yourself.
What could you expect the world
When ‘I’ lied, the closest of yourself.
I understand “maa”, it pained
To wave me goodbye
To watch your dearest piece
Separating tracks before your eyes.
I understand “maa”, it pierced
To repeat the history
To again break yourself, hold back
From whoever you considered your treasury.
poem by Jaya Mishra
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