En.Citatepedia^®.ro

To me luxury is to be at home with my daughter, and the occasional massage doesn't hurt.

quote by Olivia Newton-John
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

What Really Hurts

i never hurt you
i always tried
i loved you
but you hurt me
you never tried
don’t you dare say you loved me
you told me to leave
and so I left
but I gave you one more try
and as always
i’m biting my lip trying not to cry
and it doesn’t matter to you
but I was your daughter
and I still cared about you
but now I feel nothing towards you
and what really hurts
is that I didn’t choose to have you
you chose to have me
well you messed up
so now in your life
i never happened
now in your head
i’m a person that doesn’t exist
i’m just a sad daughter
who’s hurt
and motherless

poem by Brittany Wright
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Phone Call

The Phone Call

Phone rings I finally answer, it’s my daughter she wants to come home.
“Where are you ringing from? I ask she doesn’t know. Tell her I have no
home only phone that works in all weather, “I gave you all my money
and I sold my house so you could become a doctor.” But dear dad I’m
a dancer now in a country I don’t know the name of, only that people
talk funny and cry a lot when drunk.” Since we didn’t know where we
are, agree to meet in Tirana but, she doesn’t know when she’ll be there,
I don’t know when I’ll be going there. Dreams of becoming middle class
through my daughter has vanished. Where is Tirana? Anyone?

poem by Oskar Hansen
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Bloody Luxury

(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

song performed by by Whitesnake
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Satan's Daughter

I have that burning desire
Come and let me set your world on fire
The burn doesn’t hurt that much
Sometimes it’s softer than the touch

You just need that flame in your soul
Let the fire take control
Doesn’t matter much to me
Seems the way it ought to be

I don’t see why you fight
Against something that feels so right
yeah you know I’m a child of death
I’ll lay our heart down to rest

Satan’s daughter
Demoness
Satan’s daughter
Last caress

I have a will of steel
I will not kneel
I don’t need your caress
You just can’t guess

Cause I’m the one who knows
Not to let my feelings go
If you don’t want to ride the night with me
You don’t know what you’re missing

But somehow it shows
And I know you know
What I am
You don’t stand a chance

Satan’s daughter
Demoness
Satan’s daughter
Last caress

You try so hard to resist
But you want to feel my kiss
You know I’ll do my best
To put your love to the test

I know you want what I’ve got
Sweetest taste you haven’t forgot
I see desire in your eyes
I can feel you fantasize

Come and take a taste of me
‘ll bring you to your knees
I’ll bring you down like a lamb at the altar
Come and take a taste of Satan’s daughter

Satan’s daughter
Demoness
Satan’s daughter
Last caress

Come and ride the night with me

poem by Haley Revell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Unlike Mother, Unlike Daughter

Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A daughter of perfect honesty and obedience
With fair hair and bright eyes
Everything her son is

Instead the mother bore something strange
A loser, a liar, a Mrs. Lovett wannabe
Swearing not to change
Everything she doesn't want, doesn't need

But her daughter doesn't want to love anybody
She doesn't want love in return
She's sick of man's petty "acceptance"
She doesn't need "lessons" to learn

The Mother explains, "She understands, "
Clichés, "Daughter, tell me anything."

But her daughter knows,
She'd be afraid of what's in her head
Mother won't understand
The demons that chase her and charm her
For a while…

And scariest of all
The daughter realizes
The man she loves
She loves alone

It's sad to think about the monster
The Daughter holds so intrinsically close…

Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A vengeful god of perfectly destructive melancholy
With dark hair and dark eyes
They try to tell her otherwise
But only the Daughter knows what her heart cannot compromise

Mother tries to convince her
Tries to stop a "fictional infatuation"
Still the daughter, unfazed, replies,
"You know you are my only condemnation."

poem by Gabrielle Fleming
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Daughter Cries

when a mother cries
her tears stab at her daughter's heart
as they plummet to the floor

when a mother cries
he daughter cries too
because her heroine is wounded and she doesn't know how or why
she cries because she cannot rid her mother of the pain
she cries most of all because she loves her mother

when a daughtrr cries because her mother cries,
her mother cries more
because her weakness has hurt her child
she cries because it hurts to know she's the cause of her daughter's tears.
she cries most of all because she loves her daughter

one the tears have ceased however
love remains
the love forever shared between a mother and her daughter

poem by Portia Lane
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Dipping Low

I went around the world till I found the right spot.
It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you get down there you'll be doin' it right.
Yeah, once you got it you better hold on tight.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you wanna break down I'll hold my head up high.
I'm a good mechanic, I'll go over you in style.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.

song performed by by ZZ Top
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

You generally hear that what a man doesn't know doesn't hurt him, but in business what a man doesn't know does hurt.

quote by Gerald Brenan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Listen Up Daddy

Listen up daddy I got something to say
I'm tired of pretending that everything is okay
Daddy you look over me like I'm not alive
And to get your attention daddy I have to strive
When I was little you were never there
And some times I don't even know why do I care
I use to paint pictures in my mind of the perfect dad
It consisted of all those things that I wished you would have had
A day wouldn't go by without me thinking of you
Sometimes I would say what would my dad do
And then it hit me I really don't know
Its not like you been apart of my life before
But I know someone who do know about you
The other daughter to you come home too
The daughter that you say hello and see you later at
The daughter that somehow got your hurt fully attached
I'm not mad because in life you have to deall with stuff like this
And if you don't this a big apart of your life that you shouldn't miss
So even though dad you another state away
I just wish that you could tell me happy birthday! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Jeanette Matthews
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Why Can't That Be Me

Why can't that be me, the daughter
you come home to
Loving me all the time, and saying I miss you
Why can't that be me, the daughter you call everyday
The daughter that you miss so much, that she takes your breath away
Why can't that be me, the daughter that makes you cry
The one that touches your soul, everytime she says goodbye
Why can't that be us, daughter to father
Without you in my life, everyday it gets harder

poem by Jasmine Dugas
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Please feed my daughter

It's been a long time since we've had food and water.
I don't care about myself but please feed my daughter.
I hate to inconvenience you or to intrude.
But my daughter will die if she doesn't gets some food.

She's a sweet girl who is adorable and her heart is pure.
My entire world will collapse if anything happens to her.
I asked others for food but they all said no.
They didn't give a damn and that was pretty low.

I'm willing to do some work around your house if you'll spare a meal.
I'll do anything to feed my daughter except steal.
I lost my home and my job and I'll appreciate any food that you'll give her.
If she dies, I want to die too because life won't be worth living unless I'm with her.

poem by Randy Johnson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Inter gender massage

A woman can massage a man
Without getting her arousal.
She cannot stop her arousal
If he happened to massage her.
30.06.2011

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Just Because

Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Why Would It Hurt?

Why would it hurt?

The names that he says
The jokes he makes

Why would it hurt?

When I know they aren't true
When the mean nothing

Why would it hurt?

To know someone thought that about you
To know he judges you without knowing you

Why would it hurt?

But it does doesn't it?
It hurts

But you won't show weakness in front of him

poem by Autumn Winds
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Mr. Shoemaker's Daughter

Hey, mr. shoemaker's daughter,
Hey, mr. shoemaker's daughter,
Don't throw my love away.
I'm coming home today.
Hey, mr. green grocer's daughter,
Hey, mr. green grocer's daughter,
Don't turn your head away.
Don't take the sun away.
Every time i see you i wanna say "hey".
But every time you see me you walking away from me.
I've been gone for such a long, long time,
But i'm coming home, gonna make you mine.
Hey, mr. cake baker's daughter,
Hey, mr. bread baker's daughter,
I'm coming home today.
Don't hide the world[?] away.
Every time i see you i wanna say "hey".
But every time you see me you walking away from me.
I've been gone for such a long, long time,
But i'm coming home, gonna make you mine.
How is that fresh morning feeling?
How is the dawn and the evening?
I will be free today.
Hey, mr. shoemaker's daughter,
Hey, mr. shoemaker's daughter,
I'll see you soon today.
Hey, mr. dress maker's daughter,
Hey, mr. green seller's daughter,
Don't throw my love away.

song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Home

Why go home
All alone
When its cold
And unknown
To a place
Not so safe
Where I feel like a waste
Of your time
Out of line
Thought I was doing fine
But I wasn't
I don't want it
And I'm sick
To my stomach
But who doesn't wanna see me
Hurt
They don't need me
It so easy
Just to leave me
Alone
On my own
In this place
You call home
By myself
With no help
I don't need nothing else
I'll be well
I'll repell
I stay locked
In this cell
Your words burn
Worse then hell
And my head
It just swells
From the shit
That they say
Every f****** day
Go away
I can't stay
With this price
That I pay
Its not worth
All this hurt
Just to be
On this earth
I've been cursed
It don't work
Not for me
As you see
But I guess
I'll just be
So trapped
And alone
In this place
You call home....

poem by Vanessa Mercado
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Lap Of Luxury

The money wont last forever ---
Rent man called twice today.
I hope some day youll find me
In the lap of luxury.
Searched for a new apartment
But they dont grow on trees.
Just want to lay my head
In the lap of luxury.
Stepped out on a new horizon ---
Felt a new spring in my feet.
Found a job, it could set me up
Dangling in the lap of luxury.
And the gaffer is a man of substance ---
Drives a jag and takes high tea.
Lives beyond the industrial wasteland,
Laughing in the lap of luxury.
I need money, now, to soothe my heart!
Buy me a datsun or toyota ---
Get the tax man to agree
All expenses I can muster
From the lap of luxury.

song performed by by Jethro Tull
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

I Love You, Momma part 2

In my life, Momma, you've always been there.
Sometimes, it hits me how good I have it.
My monther loves me.
She doesn't abuse me.
She doesn't hurt me willingly.

She tries to understand me.
My mother helps me go The Way.
My mother doesn't use me,
For stupid little things,
She does them herself.

My mother has a careing heart and
A loving soul.
Does she know how I love her so?

All through growing up,
She was there when I cried,
Through the good times, and the bad.
At each graduation.
She is proud of my achievements,
And I of hers.

And though I am growing up,
I will remember at least most of
Her teachings.
Someday I'll teach my own children.
A mother's love has no bounds,
and a daughter's love is also boundless.

So thank you, Momma. I love you.
Happy Mother's Day

poem by Melanie Weeks
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Girl From Yesterday

It wasn't really sad the way they said good-bye
Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn't cry
He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away
And she became the girl from yesterday
He took a plane across the sea to some foreign land
She stayed at home and tried so hard to understand
How someone who had been so close could be so far away
And she became the girl from yesterday
She doesn't know what's right
She doesn't know what's wrong
She only knows the pain that comes from waiting so long
And she doesn't count the teardrops
That she's cried while he's away
Because she knows deep in her heart
That he'll be back someday
The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone
Talking to a memory that's never coming home
She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say
But she'll always be the girl from yesterday
Yeah, she'll always be the girl from yesterday

song performed by by Eagles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

What Was

I can't go home;
even if I do
because that me going home
would be expected
to be
someone I haven't been in so very long.

How to be with family and friends
who constantly want to talk about
that young kid
who's long since moved on.

Out of klndness and memory
I play along
and let them
brag and fawn
over a person
long gone
into the forward years
while they look back
into what for you
is only the dimly remembered.

I told my mother to dismantle my room
dismantle the museum
keeping it that way, I said,
was inappropriate and too tempting
because I don't have the luxury
of looking back
while I am trying to move on.

So home is somewhat like an old love affair
nice while it lasted
but something which needs to be outgrown
as the truth is
one can never really
go back home
unchanged
from what was
then
the hurt in Mom's eyes
not withstanding.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!