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The great question which I have not been able to answer, despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, is What does a woman want

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The great question that has never been answered, and which I have not yet been able to answer, despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, is ""What does a woman want?""

quote by Sigmund Freud
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Must Be No!

No is no! that is what the answer must be
Before I destroy my soul and ruin my destiny
If I think an action might corrupt my virtue or my soul
Then the answer to that question, must always be no.
Never ever will I answer with a maybe or even a yes
When I know that someday that sin I must confess
Though I might not know alot but one thing I do know
When it conflicts my pride and honor, the answer is no.
My reputation and my values is what makes myself me
It is how that I am known from what others do see
So could I lie or cheat to cause others pain or woe
The answer to that question, will always be no.

No is no! and the question must end their
As I wont say yes to cause any sorrow or despair
I will not steal or rob from a friend or even a foe
And the answer to that question, is once again no.
Though I might meet with temptation or evil or corruption
It might enter my brain which will cause a disruption
But then one day I know my past it will unfold
And I will feel proud in those times, that I did say no.
A poor man has nothing a rich man has his wealth
But that will not send a soul to either heaven or hell
So will I lie or use to deceive either the young or the old
Once again to that answer, it will always be no.

poem by Randy McClave
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My Next Thirty Years

(track 12 - time 3:37)
(phil vassar)
I think Ill take a moment, celebrate my age
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now its time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years
Hey my next thirty years Im gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things Ive done
Maybe now Ive conquered all my adolescent fears
And Ill do it better in my next thirty years
My next thirty years Im gonna settle all the scores
Cry a little less, laugh a little more
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear
Figure out just what Im doing here
In my next thirty years
Oh my next thirty years, Im gonna watch my weight
Eat a few more salads and not stay up so late
Drink a little lemonade and not so many beers
Maybe Ill remember my next thirty years
My next thirty years will be the best years of my life
Raise a little family and hang out with my wife
Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear
Make up for lost time here, in my next thirty years
In my next thirty years

song performed by by Tim McGraw
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To Mrs. Thrale on Her Completing Her Thirty-fifth Year

Oft in danger, yet alive,
We are come to thirty-five;
Long may better years arrive,
Better years than thirty-five.
Could philosophers contrive
Life to stop at thirty-five,
Time his hours should never drive
O'er the bounds of thirty-five
High to soar, and deep to dive,
Nature gives at thirty-five.
Ladies, stop and tend your hive,
Trifle not at thirty-five;
For, howe'er we boast and strive,
Life declines from thirty-five:
He that ever hopes to thrive
Must begin by thirty-five:
And all who wisely wish to wive
Must look on Thrale at thirty-five.

poem by Samuel Johnson
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Meaning Of Life

What is the meaning of life
Is it to be born and then to die
To that question once again I have thought
As once again for that answer I have sought.
Just to understand just why we are here
Is it to bring joy and hopefully not a tear
to live strong each and every day
And then every night to kneel and pray.
Is it to see how far that we can go
Or how much knowledge we can place in our soul
Is it to marry and then take a husband or a wife
Or is it just simply to help others with their strife.
As I look out my window and as I do think
Life can either end or begin with just a wink
We are here and then we can be gone
And after all in the end we are all but just one.
Is it just an accident that we are born
Was it an accident that our world was formed
Are there a reason that we are here to stand
Truly I wish to that question I could just understand.
To understand our life and our being
Many have said that research is never ending
As there is no true answer just why we are here
And if there was would our hope and wonder disappear.
As I think to myself could life itself be just a test
To see how far we make it in life's quest.
Where our soul and conscience is the preacher
And then GOD himself is our Teacher.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Male is restless.

Man comes out of woman
And woman, out of woman.
Neither comes out of man.
Man seeks woman for love.
Man seeks woman for shade.
Man's restless to reach her.
Can he win over her?
Can he be in her good book?
Will she take him as man?
He is restless for an answer.
In merging with female,
Male becomes feminine
And sheds its restlessness.
18.10.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If you can help other people understand those truths - and in my mind, the only way I know to do that is with large scale, multi-year research projects, where you start with a question and then very rigorously and comprehensively answer that question.

quote by James Collins
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His Answer To My Question Was A Question

His answer to my question
Was a question
My answer to his reply
Was returned
With another question
The game of
Answering and asking
Questions
Did not end
Till I questioned
The very motive
Of our conversation
We came to the conclusion
How to pass time?
Was the biggest question
Asking questions
And creating confusion
Was the answer
So we passed our time
Asking and answering questions
The question now is
Whether we did right or wrong?
The answer is
Why ask a useless question?

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Her Hidden Treasure

Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.

Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.

Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Sun Of The First Day

The sun of the first day
Put the question
To the new manifestation of life-
Who are you?
There was no answer.
Years passed by.

The last sun of the last day
Uttered the question
on the shore of the western sea
In the hush of evening-
Who are you?
No answer came again.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Yeah I'm thirty-six, but on the show I'm thirty-two. Nobody wants to watch a thirty-six year old woman, so they decided to make me thirty-two. Much more appealing somehow.

quote by Ellen DeGeneres
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The Question Of U

So what is the answer 2 the question of u
What do I look 4, what shall I do?
Which way do I turn when Im feeling lost?
If I sell my soul, now what will it cost?
Must I become naked? no image at all?
Shall I remain upright? or get down and crawl?
All of the questions in my life will be answered
When I decide which road 2 choose
What is the answer 2 the question of u?
U.

song performed by by Prince
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Im The Greatest

When I was a little boy,
Way back home in liverpool,
My mama told me, I was great.
Then when I was a teenager,
I knew that I had got something going,
All my friends told me I was great.
And now Im a man,
A woman took me by the hand,
And you know what she told me...i was great.
I was in the greatest show on earth,
For what it was worth.
Now Im only thirty-two;
And all I wanna do, is boogaloo!
Hey!
I looked in the mirror,
I saw my wife and kids,
And you know what they told me...i was great.
Yes, my name is billy shears,
You know it has been for so many years.
Now Im only thirty-two;
And all I wanna do, is boogaloo!
Hey, hey, hey, (hey, hey, hey) yeah!
(hey, hey, hey)
Im the greatest and you better believe it, baby!
Ho! ho! ho!
Im gonna be the greatest in this world, (ho!)
In the next world and in any world! (hey!)
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright,
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, all right!

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Question

Looking for question: have you got one?
Hungry for question: will you give one?

Looking for question
O Yeah
Looking for question
Because
God gives the answer.
God gives the answer
In so many ways!

That’s why
Looking for question
O Yeah
Searching for question.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Battered Doll

A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.

Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.

Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.

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woman woman woman
woman woman
Woman
No more...

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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People ask me how I do research for my science fiction. The answer is, I never do any research.

quote by Frederik Pohl
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Forgetting search

Forgetting search
I answered
The question present
That is unanswered.

A hint of answer
Question sidetrack
People fled away
Not knowing
What is question
And what is answer.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Am Not As Great A Soul

I AM NOT AS GREAT A SOUL

I am not as great a soul
As I would like to be-
Too much fear-
Too much anxiety-
Too much question and doubt-
Too much uncertainty -
Too little faith -
Too little trust -
Perhaps even
Too little Love-
I am not as great a soul
As I would like to be -
And I don’t know how now
To make my soul greater.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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My Question for M lady Fay

There is a question I must pose
In the vain hope that someone knows
Who’s willing to enlighten me.

Before my birth where would I be
This question always puzzles me
and when I die where do I go.

I have asked priests who hesitate
to answer me, they vacillate.
Because in truth they do not know.

They quote their Holy Book to me
But I have looked and cannot see.
The answer that I seek to find.

Why is it that they pretend to know
from whence I came and where I go.
And yet they will not answer me.

My question is a simple one
I make it clear to everyone.
But no one seems to understand.

The truth is what I seek to know
From whence I came where do I go.
Will somebody please answer me.

20-Nov-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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What is knowledge

What is knowledge
Who is there to explain.
This common question
Has no answer.

I undertake not to put
Any other question
Till the answer availabe.

The answer that is available
Is not applicable.