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Sleep is an eight-hour peep show of infantile erotica.

quote by J.G. Ballard
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About the erotica

Erotica is an art,
And not pornography,
Be it an image or writing.
Erotica has some cues
From where one imagine
And get sexually tuned.
Erotica is not vulgar
In its revelation of parts.
In erotica the mind also
Engages with the body.
You get love and then sex.
Only sex is pornography.
15.01.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ode To Erotica

i was prude enough
to deserve their hate
when i avoided you
erotica
my hands are bound
to the old religion
contrasting commands
between the voice of
my thighs
the contractions of my
scrotum
and the call of love
the freedom of
erotica
in the forest where the
trees tower
reaching for the skirts
of the clouds
erotica
you are so beautiful
red grapes are your
lips with dew
on a very cold morning
i shed off my skin
thrown my clothes
i feel the air all over
my body
erotica
you come to me
for i am bound by the
chains of wrong beliefs
about my fire
i am burning now
erotica
be my fire
burn me more
like molten magma
i am an eruption
right in the your beautiful
face
erotica.
i am man.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Keep It Proper

Keep it proper!
You never know on you who might peep.
When you do a thing discreet.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Especially when you're seen in the streets.
You never know on you who might peep.

Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.

Controversy lovers love it,
More obscene.
People feed sensations that wound and bleed.
With a caring less of who's affected by misdeeds

Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.

It's best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best that you keep it proper,
That business to express on the streets.
You never know,
On you
Who might peep.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The sound of Sunday is not holy

Mauro Giuliani’s guitar
Is played

Sonata erotica
I hear it
As I bow down

My head

My right hand
And all five fingers
Supporting
Like five pillars
To this temple
Of an unwashed
Face

Attentive to giuliani’s
Sonata erotica
On a Sunday

I face a road
Sliced by sounds
Of motorcycles
Without any
Silencers

Sonata erotica
Flamenco guitar
Entering my ears
Resting on my head

My guests this
Sunday noon

Flamenco notes
Dancing
With dainty feet
Stamping on
My brain

Erotica on Sundays
Flamenco dancers
In pink

My eyes follow
The hands
And the hips
And the feet
To this surging
Dainty Desires

In a sense
Sleep is a stranger
Whose name
I have yet to
spell.

the face of prayer
is a little bit
sketchy

its eyes
closed
its nose
blocked
by so much
phlegm

i breathe
something
erroneous
to my heart

my sister
the religious
&
the piety
as usual
is angry.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In practice, attempts to sort out good erotica from bad porn inevitably comes down to: What turns me on is erotica; what turns you on is pornographic.

quote by Ellen Willis
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Uncomfortable

Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you.
Sympathy, I need a little sympathy.
You ask me what I wanna be, I wanna little time with you.
If I could just see you again, i'd show you who I am.
If I could be with you again, i'd show you what, i'd show you what is
Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you.
Apathy, I wish that wasn't half of me.
I hope it's not the end of me, just wish i'd never made it come true.
If I could just see you again, i'd show you who I am.
If I could be with you again, i'd show you what, i'd show you what is
Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with..

song performed by by Goldfinger
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Pop and Culture

Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.

They peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There is a peep on pop and culture,
Without a poop to stop.

Lady Gaga got that pop.
People peep on pop and culture.
Taylor Swift's got Country Rock.
People peep on pop and culture.
And Kanye's a social poppa.
People peep on pop and culture.
With Beyonce and Jay-Z,
Seen on top in magazines.

Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.

Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.

We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And...
Prince is there with beats.
And Michael Jackson's Pop is sweet.

We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And Lady Gaga just rocks.

We feed on Beatles.
And they introduced this culture shock.

Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Peep on You

I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your rose pulps

I peep on you
I saw you rested your love
On the bowl

I peep on you
I saw your barbaric tits waving
Water dripping from there
Right to your squirrel

I peep on you
I saw your squirrel
Wet but breathing
Seems like in hunger
For partner

I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your beautiful face
As horny
As your squirrel

poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Let The Night Sleep

Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With the night I sleep
Beyond the world to peep
Universe will sleep
Plants and trees
Birds and bees
Stars and moon
To sleep very soon!
Fruits and flowers
Joy with showers
Will sleep with me and the night
Not to keep the life very tight!
No dawn of the day
Right upto the dooms day!
Sleep permanent
In the world impermanent
I'll sleep without light
My agonies will sleep
My worries will sleep
My pains will sleep
My sins will sleep!

While in sleep
I am pure
I am peace
I am noble!

While my body is asleep
Awake my soul I keep
Sleep akin to death
Death akin to sleep in mirth?

Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With night I sleep
Sleep to eternity
Soul to merge in Divinity!

poem by Subbaraman N V
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I Saw Gener Cryin' In His Sleep

[studio version appears on "pure guava"]
Shitting on my face...
I'll count us in (ah, ok)
1, 2, 3, 4
I heard my brother weepin' in the dead of the night
I said, "dude, man, you feelin' alright"
Gener said nothin' and continued to weep
I caught papa gene ween cryin' in his sleep
I saw gener cryin' in his sleep
I tried to wake him up but he made not a peep
I saw gener cryin' in his sleep
Life at the top can be tough
Sometimes you think you've seen enough
But you can find a diamond in the rough
But when it's time for bed, you shouldn't think about that stuff
Yeah, i saw gener cryin' in his sleep
I tried to wake him up but he made not a peep
I saw gener cryin' in his sleep
Danny!
Alright!
[chorus]
Danny!
[chorus]
Thank you, we're ween

song performed by by Ween
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Bad Girl

Something's missing and I don't know why
I always feel the need to hide my feelings from you
Is it me or you that I'm afraid of
I tell myself I'll show you what I'm made of
Can't bring myself to let you go

Bridge (first time without first "I"):

I don't want to cause you any pain
But I love you just the same
And you'll always be my baby
In my heart I know we've come apart
And I don't know where to start
What can I do

song performed by by Madonna from Erotica
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Too Bad

The troubles you've caused now on you sit.
Too bad.
Too bad.
And everyone of them you committed.
Too bad.
Too bad.
With a causing them you can't admit.
Too bad.
Too bad.

Your eyes now weep.
Too bad.
You can not sleep.
Too bad.
You want to blame somebody else
but on you people peep!
Too bad.
Too bad.

On you...
All your sadness begins!
Too bad.
Too bad.

Your eyes now weep.
Too bad.
You can not sleep.
Too bad.
You want to blame somebody else
but on you people peep!
Too bad.
Too bad.

The troubles you've caused
now on you sit.
Too bad.
Too bad.
And everyone of them
you committed.
Too bad.
Too bad.
With a causing them
you can't admit.
Too bad.
Too bad.

On you...
All your sadness begins!
Too bad.
Too bad.

Your eyes now weep.
Too bad.
You can not sleep.
Too bad.
You want to blame
somebody else
but on you people peep!
Too bad.
Too bad.

You want to blame somebody else
but on you people peep!
Too bad.
Too bad.
You want to blame somebody else
but on you people peep!
Too bad.
Too bad.
Too bad.
Too bad.

On you...
All your sadness begins!
Too bad.
Too bad.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Waiting To Embrace His Children

God eagerly
waiting
to embrace
his children
each night
as about to sleep

each morn
as about to wake
to daily appointment task
each hour
as children stumble
fall to snare or on gradient steep

each minute
as soul heart
is given in worship art
each second
as prayer sacrifice
burdens hopes outpour peep

no matter
where in life journey
we may creep
God is ever ready
to catch our soul
sacrifice before we sleep.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Insomnia

Everyone is asleep
silence all around, not a peep,
Yet here i sit wide awake
can't sleep again even though its late,
Sleep evades me all the time
that why I'm up writing this rhyme.
Wanting a sleep so deep and natural
but its floating away down stream, like a Spanish mackerel,
really who knows how long I'll be up
maybe out to the kitchen for a warm tea cup
Now what else is there to say,
But looks like this could be a long day.

poem by Taylor Knapczyk
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A Mother's Love

My little angel I'll rock you to sleep
I'll sing you a lullaby of baba black sheep
Don't be naughty, don't peep through the sheets
There wont be any candies for you as a treat
Now the day is done and the night is deep
The fox are howling beneath the trees
The cow just jumped over the moon
Humpty Dumpty fell down holding a balloon
The mice hid in a burrow now to sleep
And a sheep was lost by little Bo Peep
Now close your eyes and dream away
Of stars and moon and the Milky Way
Ah! ...I now see you falling asleep
a mother's love is eternal peace
Tucked in the corner and sunk in so deep
an angel sleeping so sound asleep

poem by Meena Mustafa
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With A Water-Lily

SEE, dear, what thy lover brings;
'Tis the flower with the white wings.
Buoyed upon the quiet stream
In the spring it lay adream.

Homelike to bestow this guest,
Lodge it, dear one, in thy breast;
There its leaves the secret keep
Of a wave both still and deep.

Child, beware the tarn-fed stream;
Danger, danger, there to dream!
Though the sprite pretends to sleep,
And above the lilies peep.

Child, thy bosom is the stream;
Danger, danger, there to dream!
Though above the lilies peep,
And the sprite pretends to sleep.

poem by Henrik Johan Ibsen
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We gave the show away and in return, we received a certain number of minutes per hour for the three-hour show that we could sell to Madison Avenue. One of the first sponsors was MGM Records.

quote by Casey Kasum
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Not A Bit - All Of It

Hysteria and insomnia
Stress, neurosis
Please give a better impression with clever use of cosmetics
Amang others at this very happy wedding
Were mr. and mrs [peep]
The bride looked very pretty
Wearing a dress of old lace, designed by [peep]
Last week I had been to this beautiful memorial service held at [peep]
For the late [peep]
Laaaa, la da dia haoo ...
This man is a professional singer
We think his voice will develop
La, lala lala lalala
Here is the bride
La la la la la la la la
Holy bright
Tra la la la la la la la
Not a bit
La la la la la la la la
All of it
Here is the bride
La la la la la la la la
Holy bright
Tra la la la la
Not a bit
All of it
I made myself interesting again today
Obviously

song performed by by Vangelis
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How Can You Sleep?

How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you Feels Bad He Let You Go?

How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really Loves you cant sleep at night?

How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you cant Eat Because you are no longer there?

How Can you sleep, knowing that all he wants to do is hear your voice every night before he goes to sleep?

How can you sleep, knowing that everyday all he do is long for your touch and the warmth of your Lips?

How can you sleep, knowing that your on his mind everyday, Minute, Hour, Second?

How can you sleep, knowing your his one and only, even when your not together?

How can you sleep, telling him truth about him but not being true to yourself?

How can you sleep, not telling him what you know you want him to know?

How can you sleep, knowing he put his trust in you and you let him down?

How can you know so much yet so little?

How Would You Sleep Knowing That One Day Soon Will Be The Last Day You Ever See Him Again Knowing He Did You So Good And Yet One Day You Let Him Down?

poem by Nathaniel Hayes
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The fact is that daytime television is less valued than nighttime, and it's partly because of the product that we produce. We do a one-hour show in 12 hours. Nighttime produces a one-hour show in seven to nine days.

quote by Deidre Hall
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