How many wives have been forced by the death of well-intentioned but too protective husbands to face reality late in life, bewildered and frightened because they were strangers to it!
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A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all.
quote by Washington Irving
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Atiogbe
Wives, submit to your own husbands,
For the husband is the head of the wife;
Husbands, love your wives!
And stop jumping from bed to bed;
For, i am Atiogbe in your city stidying various things,
And i have more things at hand to tell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Noted By Us All
Adoption and adaptation,
And like the redemption of my muse;
But the righteous pleasures of things are now noted by us all in this life.
Wives should submit to their husbands,
Husbands should love their wives as their own bodies,
And do not grow weary of doing righteousness;
For, the righteous pleasures of things are now noted by us all in this life!
Do not be deceived,
For whatever you sow, that will you also reap;
So work with your hands to gain the status of your life,
For, there are laws all over the world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wives Are in Demand
Widows are jealous of wives.
Concubines are jealous of wives.
Bachelors seek for wives.
Husbands trust on wives.
(30.04.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pillars of Truth-3
it's hard, so damned hard!
go to work everyday (if you're lucky)
and pound your head against the wall...
knowing there's no way in hell
you can make enough to survive!
house gone! car gone! savings gone!
no insurance, not enough food to eat!
husbands leave wives, cant do it anymore!
wives leave husbands, want a better life.
and it only gets worse!
the only thing that we have
that they cant take away
are the people that love us...
why in the hell would we throw that away?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Still they love
The desire to be inventive in bed
Drives husbands and wives to seek strangers.
That desire is not born of boredom,
Nor an interference to couple’s bond.
26.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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American husbands are the best in the world; no other husbands are so generous to their wives, or can be so easily divorced.
quote by Elinor Glyn
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Strangers When We Meet
Yooou, yooou, yooou
Yooou, yooou, yooou
All our friends
Now seem so thin and frail
Slinky secrets
Hotter than the sun
No peachy prayers
No trendy rechauffe
Im with you
So I cant go wrong
All my violence
Raining tears upon the sheet
Im bewildered/resentful
For were strangers when we meet
Blank screen tv
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But Im over you
Blended sunrise
And its a dying world
Humming rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes
All my violence
Raining tears upon the sheet
Im bewildered/resentful
For were strangers when we meet
Cold tired fingers
Tapping out your memories
Halfway sadness
Dazzled by the new
Your embrace
Was all that I feared
That whirling room
We trade by vendu
Steely resolve
Is falling from me
My poor soul
All bruised passivity
All your regrets
Ride rough-shod over me
Im so glad
That were strangers when we meet
Im so thankful
That were strangers when we meet
Im so clover
For were strangers when we meet
Heel head over
But were strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet (repeat ad. inf.
song performed by by David Bowie
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Strangers But Strangers And Strangers
strangers but strangers and strangers
life goes on truth goes gos on humanity goes on
meaning goes on time goes on rain goes on storms go on
animals kingdom s go on in the forest of Darwin
strangers but strangers and strangers
images go on in the line of alternative realities
images are close relationship with human existence
strangers but strangers and strangers
facts are not strange but language is strange
strangers but strangers and strangers
Roof tiles are positioned to face downwards so that husbands and wives can be left alone.
Of The Many Changes
Wives,
Be very submissive to your husbands;
For these dead bodies over here are without minds,
And of the many changes of man after death!
Opportunities are as part and parcel of our lives,
So bring in your integrated life to support my own;
And of the successful acts to identify with the African norms,
For the norms of the world are like that of the Germans!
To offer help where it may be necessary and,
Like a meeting held in the Town Hall;
But be very submissive to your husbands oh women!
You are between the ages of 12 and 27,
But who can fill a coward's grave?
For liberty is in every blow and like,
Youthful poets with their youthful acts.
Exceeding was the love you shared with me last night,
And like the need of nature to teach us all on this earth;
But like the advice given on pregnancy related issues,
The earth is now identified by the norms of the Germans.
See and approach the truth always with a positive mind,
And like the stout of the heart and the strong of the limb;
But i am face to face with my dreeams!
But who can fill a coward's grave?
And like the message from an old man to share with us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Walk In Love
Husbands do love your wives,
For he who loves his wife as himself loves himself too;
Wives submit to your husbands,
For the husband is the head of the wife;
Of Bar-Iesous,
Of Bar-Jesus,
Of Zeus and Hermes;
Whatever righteous thing anyone does,
He or she will receive the same from Father Yahweh.
Walk in love and learn from the truth always,
Don't let life toss you to and fro;
Children honour your father and mother,
For they are your parents;
Walk in love and learn how to share.
Try to walk circumspectly,
For cunning craftiness does not walk in love;
They always walk to and fro like,
The eyes of your understanding.
Ice, dice, rice, lice, nice, vice, and mice;
Try to understand life and,
Stand against the wiles of this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To A. R. vpon the same
Not that I would instruct or tutor you
What is a Wifes behest, or Husbands due,
Give I this Widdow-Wife. Your early date
Of knowledge makes such Precepts slow and late.
This book is but your glass, where you shall see
What your self are, what other Wives should bee.
poem by Henry King
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Give us a chance to show you that those so-called protective laws to aid women - however well intentioned originally - have become in fact restraints, which keep wife, abandoned wife, and widow alike from supporting her family.
quote by Martha Griffiths
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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We Might As Well Be Strangers
I don't know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
It's just a place I'm looking for
We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well, we might as well, we might as well
I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier to be apart
We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in another time
We might as well, we might as well, we might as well
Be strangers
Be strangers
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know
song performed by by Keane
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You're living in paradise
I'm getting tired of hearing your silly complaints.
You're angry because your husband isn't a saint.
Your husband forgets and leaves the toilet seat up and you think this isn't very nice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
Your husband has a few flaws but in my eyes he's great.
When I tell you about some other husbands, he'll be a man who you 'll appreciate.
I've seen husbands who beat and raped their wives and some husbands who even threatened them with guns.
And you complain about the superficial things your husband has done.
Close to where I live, a man killed his wife and then set her on fire.
Be thankful that your life isn't so dire.
These poor women's lives have been completely destroyed.
And you have the nerve to complain because your husband goes out once a week with the boys.
Before you complain about your husband again, maybe you should think twice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
poem by Randy Johnson
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Life Or Death?
Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?
poem by Triauna Hall
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The Lonely Thespian
This darkness comes over me,
assaulting with stark reality,
like a tree in the field
alone and stripped of its shield.
When the rain clouds have left,
I was a victim of a theft,
forced to be part of a thespian,
playing out my retrogression.
I'm forced to watch myself,
he's forced to burden himself,
a broken lock holds back my violence,
as I cause only silence.
I sit by the river,
and I start to shiver,
contemplating my mistakes,
wishing from reality to awake.
My mind cannot focus,
my heart, eaten by locusts,
my mind feels so alone,
my heart like dust has been blown.
Love for me is naught,
the lady with death's water is fraught,
my friends want to kill me,
fear and distrust have become a sea.
Why is my world full of hate?
Has this been the work of fate?
My failure makes me tremble and shake,
how can everybody be so fake?
This loneliness is my dark cave,
maybe death will make me brave.
poem by Soren Valentine
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To Embellish A Nonexistence Has Adverse Effects
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
It is more important for them to impress,
Than to honestly address their own issues.
Something blocked in their minds,
Will not allow them to do this.
And quick they are to misinterpret reality.
They believe reality is something to twist to fit,
A determined wish to see,
Life from their prespective.
And only a life lived to experience as is,
Can be received to accept to adjust...
Not correct to reject what is presented!
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
To embellish a nonexistence,
Has adverse effects.
And adverse effects are difficult to keep,
From being exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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