It is foolish for someone to remain thirsty when he is in the midst of water.
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Water Babies
(lebon, rhodes, taylor, cuccurllo, campbell)
Guess you know, where I wanna go
Got to see the water flow, try to understand
Got me trapped, playing with me like a cat
Scrape your fingers down my back, pin me to the ground
All along the water baby
Take me to your water baby
All along your water babe
(chorus)
Ill get by, cant you see Im burning up
When you come and turn it up, higher every time
If I stay , oh the end is near
Come and get me out of here, come and get me now
(chorus)
(chorus)
(ohh, ohh, ohh, ohhh!)
Tell me is there any left?
I wanna drink it up
Ill drink it up.
Baby, if theres any left
Ill drink it up, drink it up, drink it up!
(chorus)
(chorus)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Spanning from your torture babe,
Take me to your water baby.
(chorus)
(got me trapped)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Sliding on your torso baby,
Take me to your water baby.
(chorus)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Spanning from your torture babe,
Take me to your water babe.
song performed by by Duran Duran
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All Along The Water
(lebon, rhodes, taylor, cuccurllo, campbell)
Guess you know, where I wanna go
Got to see the water flow, try to understand
Got me trapped, playing with me like a cat
Scrape your fingers down my back, pin me to the ground
All along the water baby
Take me to your water baby
All along your water babe
(chorus)
Ill get by, cant you see Im burning up
When you come and turn it up, higher every time
If I stay , oh the end is near
Come and get me out of here, come and get me now
(chorus)
(chorus)
(ohh, ohh, ohh, ohhh!)
Tell me is there any left?
I wanna drink it up
Ill drink it up.
Baby, if theres any left
Ill drink it up, drink it up, drink it up!
(chorus)
(chorus)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Spanning from your torture babe,
Take me to your water baby.
(chorus)
(got me trapped)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Sliding on your torso baby,
Take me to your water baby.
(chorus)
Thirsty for your water baby,
Spanning from your torture babe,
Take me to your water babe.
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The Thirsty Crow
Have you ever heard this story before?
Of a wise and clever thirsty crow?
Well, if you haven't then listen
The famous tale of this hero, now let's begin,
It happened when in a spell of dry weather,
The poor birds could find very little water,
This crow, when he felt thirsty,
Searched for some water desperately,
But in summer, as it was great famine,
Even a dropp of water he couldn't find,
This unfortunate fellow thought that he must,
In despair surely die of thirst,
Then suddenly he spied an old pitcher,
Filled with very little water,
But oh! The pitcher was so high with a narrow neck,
The little water, the poor crow could never get,
He was unlucky, thought the crow,
His beak couldn't reach the water as it was low,
Then suddenly a brilliant idea flashed into his mind,
Around him some pebbles he could find,
He picked some pebbles and threw into the pitcher,
And finally the water raised its level,
This clever fellow then threw more pebbles
Until the water was higher in the pitcher,
Higher enough for his beak to reach the water,
The thirsty crow now took a sip of water,
Then drank more water from the pitcher,
Until he was no more thirsty,
The genius crow then flew away,
To tell the world about his victory!
poem by Sadia Maqsood
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To be thirsty and to drink water is the perfection of sensuality rarely achieved. Sometimes you drink water; other times you are thirsty.
quote by Jose Bergamin
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Waking Up At 3: 19 A.m.
hungry and thirsty
i am awakened
i switch on the light
and look at my watch
it is 3: 19 a.m and i
am feeling the
unholiness of the hour
hungry and thirsty
i look for food and water
for how long shall i conceal
the truth of my hunger and thirst?
it is not the water and the
sandwich
it is my soul
hungry and thirsty for
God
deep within i am moving
away
like a ship in the middle
of a storm
yet not wanting an anchor
not wanting an island
even a shadow
of the shore
for when will this hunger
and thirst stop
i do not not really know
perhaps
God shall soon
tell me
again about Job.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Water
Water, water, water everywher!
Water has no enemies but,
How many of us do have water?
The earth consists of 70% of water and,
Mankind is still thirsty of water;
Ladies and Gentlemen,
How many of us do have enough water?
The rightousness of mankind is still negative,
Many are those who control this water!
On this earth are many without water,
On this earth too are many in darkeness,
How sad it is to see many dying of thirst;
Water has no enemy at all but, mankind has! !
The problem lies in our own hands and,
I do rest my case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Need Water
Scorching hot summer’s day
Devastation struck on our holiday.
Water, water running out
No more water left about.
Where is water?
What to do?
Stressing, thirsty, hungry too.
Need a shower!
Need a drink!
But there is no time to think.
Running, running to the store
“No more water” written on the door.
I need water, but there’s none,
Definitely not having fun.
Feeling dirty!
Feeling sick!
Needing something so basic.
Water, water I need you
Then I’ll be as good as new.
Water, water always there,
Once it’s gone we’re made aware
Wasting water is not right
Now it’s gone I’ve seen the light.
I need water to survive
I’m lucky to be alive!
poem by Salvatore Mazzeo
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Woes
You are thirsty but you can't drink water,
You are hungry but you can't eat food,
Of the horses prepared for the battle!
Like Apollyon, the angel of the bottomless pit.
One woe is past but behold!
There are two more woes after this;
Like the torment of a scorpion when it strikes.
You are thirsty but you can't drink water,
You are hungry but you can't eat food,
And life is all about us on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I set my ears to hear you
I set my ears to hear you
Like thirsty to thirsty
All about yourself and not even me
I can't figure out talking about myself
It's all about you
I set my ears to hear you
Now like water spoiled water
All about yourself but I don't care
I can figure out throw you from the window
It's all about me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hope
'Hope takes us entirely out of this world while we remain bodily in the midst of it. Our minds retain their clear views of what is good in creatures. Our wills remain chaste and solitary in the midst of all created beauty...' Thomas Merton, No Man Is An Island
Clear and whole,
the moon waits,
patient,
solitary self
chastly gazing
to the blazing east
to the new sun,
the good day.
poem by Steven Federle
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The fool is thirsty in the midst of a downpour.
I am thirsty
The fish says
I am thirsty
I live in water
there is water and water
but not a dropp of ocean water
can quench my thirst
because it is salty
So I search for mild water
which is rare in ocean
for which I have to enter
into the heart of ocean
Mildness always sprouts from the heart.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Pain Giving Water
My heart aches from an Attack
of loneliness
brought forth by a pain giving water
water I drank willingly in hopes it would quench my thirst
Oh how I was fooled by that short moment of relief
Cool and refreshing, moist and Satisfying
Then it was over
Leaving me thirsty once more with no water to drink
I kept asking for more of the water I drank but there was none left
I pleaded, I begged, I sobbed, and I moaned but still no water
Now left dehydrated I press on in search of new water But
hurt so much I wonder how Much Longer
I can go on
Were is my water?
poem by Christopher Powers
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for Juvy...
Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter
tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire
she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
of her house
when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders
she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness
she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook
she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything
satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon
she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wait
she lays in bed and begins to sleep
the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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for Juvy...(a little correction)
Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter
tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire
she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders
she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness
she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook
she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything
satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon
she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wet
she lays in bed and begins to sleep
the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table
her decision is to empty
her past and free it from dusts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Glass Of Water Please
and so the story wants to end itself with a
glass of water.
those who cry after always need
a glass of water.
those whose hearts are broken
those who sob
those who close the window of the niche
those who have nightmares
those who wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning
those who sit on bed and cannot sleep back
always go to the kitchen
open the refrigerator
get a glass and splash
a cold glass of water
this time, i am asking for a glass of water
for i could be
all of the above or you could be one of those
i have described
but who knows we are not one of those
who knows
we are but just anyone who is normally thirsty
and with nothing to ask
simply ask
for a glass of cold water.
and cheerfully, we do not forget to say
please....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
12.52hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Surrender The Rain
Written by lindsey buckingham.
Oh you foolish pretender
Somebodys calling your name
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
All those colors are changing
The chance wont come again
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
Fly, fly away home
Fly, or youll turn to stone
Oh, you foolish pretender
Why do you remain?
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
Silence of stone
Memory of shame
Fly away home
Surrender the rein
Surrender the reign
Surrender the rain
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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