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Spoilt
People say
You are spoiling me,
My love!
Yes, I’m being spoilt for choice!
You give me wishes,
Words and gestures,
Dreams and feelings,
I’ve never felt before!
Spoil me, my love
Spoil me, more….
Let people keep saying.
Please ignore ;)
Your spoiling ways,
I simply adore :)
Spoil me so much,
None can restore!
I surrender to your
Love’s spoilages…
Romancing in the ruins,
Of your spoils galore…! ! !
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Governments need to have both shepherds and butchers.
Long Live, Wherever You are!
Long live wherever you are!
Let peace spill out of your whole heart.
Knowledge lightens your children.
Scarcity flees from your home.
They shut the door hard to me, the scared,
and kept you off in places not known.
Classes of our race somehow formed have
taken deep roots to spoil! Spoil! Spoil!
Long live wherever you are!
I have sheltered in the north end far off,
not to come back for things simple happen.
You conveyed though words of comfort
to salve my heart rudely wounded! Wounded! Wounded!
Long live wherever you are!
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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While the butchers were arguing, the cow dropped dead.
Be a terror to the butchers, that they may be fair in their weight; and keep hucksters and fraudulent dealers in awe, for the same reason.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers so those with irrational fear of life become publishers.
quote by Cyril Connolly
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As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers so those with an irrational fear of life become publishers.
quote by Cyril Connolly
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Kept and Sealed
My emotion - kept and sealed
for it not to spoil.
I am drowned with the truth
that Im loving you like heaven
and Im missing you like hell.
I'm trying to resist but stupefied
to rationalize these feelings I have for you.
How beautiful life would be
if I got to live it with you.
Call me stupid -
for if profanity utters, Im not credible.
And I know not how to handle
my emotion - kept and sealed
for it not to spoil.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Antony: O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
line from The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, Act III, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1599)
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Mercy is absent.
Poachers, butchers and choppers
Have no mercy in their acts.
God is a terminator.
No mercy from His duty.
07.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The trust
Goats trust in butchers;
Trees trust in choppers.
Must I be different
In trusting my leaders?
26.05.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who gets married will be happy for a day, who butchers a pig will be happy for a year.
Discipline Of Love
You naughty girl: so sharp and dry
Don't fill yourself with foolish pride
You wanted me to notice you
But when I came, you cut me
Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love some discipline
You wild child
How sweet you smile
Your crystal ball it's broken
Why did you do it?
Why did you go and spoil the fun?
Why did you do it?
You need the discipline of love some discipline
Take notice now: my turn to talk
The gate of love it's narrow
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Mercy Is Absent
Poachers, butchers and choppers
Have no mercy in their acts.
God is a terminator and an annihilator,
From whom exudes duty not mercy
(07.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Few Bad People
A few Bad People
Spoil joy with a gust of violent wind.
They haunt the world with the riddle
And exploit their dark swirling mind.
A few Bad People
Grind active souls with raw power,
Charm the world with unseen cable
And shrinks honesty with awful roar.
A few Bad People
Convert fertile terrain into barren.
Through a frozen wand of cripple
Spoil the remaining few Good men.
poem by Osman Gani
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Losing Hope
I got a faulty parachute
I got a stranger's friend
An exciting change in
My butchers blend
A symbol on the ceiling
With the flick of a switch
My new found hero
In the enemy's ditching
Well somebody's something was left in the room
And man
song performed by by Jack Johnson from Brushfire Fairytales
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How Can I Say
Down town, I'm homeward bound
The city lights are looking bright tonight
No love lost between us
When I see you things are looking up
Although it's cold outside, inside I'm warm
Devoid of worries no love is forlorn
How can I say what must remain unspoken
Don't want to spoil all that we said before
So many cry baby hearts to be broken
Don't want to join in with their crazy wars
You tease, I try to please
Though I know I'm not looking my best tonight
Hard pressed, you've had the rest
Of all the choices time to make your mind up
And though you smile, you're sad inside
But do not worry 'cause I'll make it right
How can I say what must remain unspoken
Don't want to spoil all that we said before
So many cry baby hearts to be broken
Don't want to join in with their crazy wars
How can I say what must remain unspoken
Don't want to spoil all that we said before
So many cry baby hearts to be broken
Don't want to join in with their crazy wars
song performed by by Erasure
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Crime butchers innocence to secure a throne, and innocence struggles with all its might against the attempts of crime.
quote by Maximilien Robespierre
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Sonnet XLV: Delia, These Eyes
Delia, these eyes that so admireth thine
Have seen those walls the which ambition rear'd
To check the world, how they entomb'd have lyen
Within themselves, and on them plows have ear'd.
Yet for all that no barbarous hand attain'd
The spoil of fame deserv'd by virtuous men,
Whose glorious actions luckily had gain'd
Th'eternal Annals of a happier pen.
Why then, though Delia fade, let that not move her,
Though Time do spoil her of the fairest veil
That ever yet mortality did cover,
Which shall enstar the needle and the trail.
That grace, that virtue all that serv'd t' enwoman
Doth her unto eternity assummon.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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