Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
quote by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Saying the unspeakable
Such as President Obama
may not say it; but I
who am nobody, may speak it:
the God of many names and One
does not wish division;
you and I (there are no others?)
do not wish division;
who makes division?
Why do all seek an ‘enemy’?
The dispossessed invent an enemy
on whom to blame their plight;
the rich invent an enemy
to excuse their greed;
those who worship God under one name
make enemy of those who worship God
under another name;
even those who worship God under the same name
make sects in order to invent an enemy;
is it because it is easier
to make an enemy than a friend?
is it easier to fear
than to love?
is it easier to hate
than to love?
is it easier to count to two
than think of three or one?
do we feel more powerful
if we have an enemy?
and now we fire at enemies
invisible beyond the horizon..
are enemies more attractive
to our life than friends?
Tell me, poets, tell me, sages;
tell me, saints; oh tell me God;
tell me, arithmeticians:
when division multiplies
our enemies, why do we
so love division?
The God of many names and One
makes division in Himself
with love and without hate;
you and I (there are no others?)
love each other all the more
in the sameness of our differences;
does human kind
now hate itself so much?
who thinks division, loves division?
makes an enemy of otherness?
forgets that God is One?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Days Of Our Lives
How many times have you walked through my door
How many times have you heard my song before
How many lines until the end of time
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you hear mother say
You would do fine if you didn't sleep all day
Oh mother dear, I'll get a job next year
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you walk down the street
Avoiding cracks that were thrown at your feet
These rainy days were sent to make us pay
But these are the days of our lives
How many roads must a woman walk down
How many walls will surround the town
All that I am could get us out of here
These are the days of our lives
Did you believe in the stories at night
Weren't you afraid when they turned out the light
Oh, such a gas, I'm sorry it won't last
These are the days of our lives
These are the days that some of us regret
These are the days we learn to forget
These are the days that turn us out this way
These are the days of our lives
Of our lives
song performed by by Travis
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The Happiest Days Of Our Lives
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children any way they could
By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
And exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids
But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night, their fat and
Psycopathic wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Happiest Days Of Our Lives
Well, when we grew up and went to school,
There were certain teachers,
Who would hurt the children in any way they could,
By pouring their derision,
Upon anything we did,
Exposing every weakness,
However carefully hidden by the kids.
But in (but in) the town it was well known,
When they got home at night,
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them,
Within inches of their lives.
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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On Marriage
Pessimistic views: :
Marriage is a gamble!
Marriage is a punishment;
Marriage is an evil that
Most can’t but accept.
Optimistic views:
Marriage is a gift of God;
Marriage is a blessing;
Marriage is an enjoyment,
We make the best of it.
Truths:
Marriage is so wonderful;
Marriage is so fulfilling;
Marriage is so wholesome;
Marriage is an endless love,
More priceless than all wealth!
Marriage is a way of life;
Marriage is so natural;
Marriage is the better way,
For two, to reach Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-7-2006
poem by John Celes
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Spring Funeral
At my grandfather's funeral
obese lady playing preacher
looking dike and butch
but missing the flannel cut off
and biker tattoos
preaching a sunday mass
celebrating the death of Jesus
not the long life lived by grandpa
a time to live, a time to die
a time to reap, a time to sow
'for everything turns, turns, turns
there is a season turns, turns, turns'
lyrics in my head
a smile creeping from behind my frown
on and on she goes
a time to....a time to
could have stopped ten times ago
poem by Bridget Bush
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The Cuckoo
Cuckoos lead Bohemian lives,
They fail as husbands and as wives,
Therefore they cynically disparage
Everybody else's marriage.
poem by Ogden Nash
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God’s Eternal Ways
The sun will rise and the sun will set, this my friend, is a sure bet.
For soon the day turns into night, and the sun will go out of sight.
Without any effort on man’s part, the light of day turns into dark.
But soon we see the morning skies, as again the sun begins to rise.
My friend, even in the sky at night, we can see above a lesser light.
Friend, so precise is God’s design that we use the moon to keep time.
For by watching each lunar phase, we can count off a month of days.
God’s ways are certain my friend, and on Him you can surely depend.
As you live through all your days, do you take note of His many ways?
For these are but two my friend, of His many ways, that have no end.
And all eternal are God’s ways, and God will receive Eternal Praise.
But as the sun does set and rise, man my friend, he lives and dies.
For God to receive man’s praise, man also, must have eternal days.
Though man received God’s Breath, sin brought upon man certain death.
However, through God’s Eternal ways, He lengthened man’s mortal days.
And through the death of Jesus Christ, man can inherit Eternal Life.
Soon we will need the moon no more, when we enter Eternity’s Door.
And there will be no more night and Christ The Lamb will be the Light.
Friend, time itself will be no more, as we live with Christ forevermore,
Living with Christ in Eternal Ways, while giving God Eternal Praise.
(Copyright ©11/2004)
Our Lives For Sale
As long as we adjust
Our lives are for sale
Like a mouse's tail
Today we are health
Tomorrow is our death
Our lives are for sale
Our ancestors could tell
Now enjoying with our wives
Later absence of lives
Our lives are for sale
Drained like water in a pail
Eating like a pig
But our clothes seem to be big
Our lives are for sale
And can fall over like a well
Today we are just weak
Tomorrow we are sick
Our lives are for sale
As we fail to exhale.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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My Friend From Chicago Says Bless You
on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
on a Caribbean cruise
or a getaway in the
Bahamas
his first marriage
was a case of betrayal
while he works away
from him
his wife invited her man
in the marital bedroom
his second marriage was
worst
the woman turns out to
be a lesbian
his third marriage is a kind
of suspense
ten years younger than
his actual age
and bearing him
for now three children
and he is looking still
for more spills
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Division Day
Tuning - cgcfad or d(drop c)
Listen to the cd for correct timings
The solo is from the chords, nothing out of key
So just improvise in there and Ill get to the solo
Later.
Intro right before verse 1
D------------|-------------------------|
A------------|-------------------------|
F------------|-------------------------|
C---5-5-5-5--|--5-5-5-5---1-/-5--------|
G---3-3-3-3--|--3-3-3-3---3-/-3--------|
C------------|-------------------------|
D---------------------------------------|
A---------------------------------------|
F---------------------------------------|
C--5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---3--3-|
G--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3--3-|
C----------------------------------3--3-|
There was a grown man dying from fright
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G--3--3-/-7--7--7--7--7--7--7--7--0--0---|
C--3--3-/-7--7--7--7--7--7--7--7--0--0---|
So surprised at the things hed say
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G--0--0--3---3---3---3---3--3---|
C--0--0------------------3--3---|
With a giant fantasy life
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G--3--3-/-7--7--7--7--7--7--0--0---|
C--3--3-/-7--7--7--7--7--7--0--0---|
Running round on feet of clay
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A-------------------------------------|
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C--5--3--5--3---3--3--3--5--3--5--3---|
G--3--3--3--3---3--3--3--3--3--3--3---|
C-------------------------------------|
Naked except for a per pet ual death
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G--3--3--3--3--3--5--5--5--3--3----|
C--3--3--3--3--3--5--5--5----------|
That couldnt be stripped away
D-----------------------------|
A-----------------------------|
F-----------------------------| (this parts all 8th notes)
C--5--3--5--3---5--3--5--3--3-|
G--3--3--3--3---3--3--3--3--3-|
C-----------------------------|
And Im right to prove wrong
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A-----------------------------------------|------------|
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C--5--3--5--3--5--3--3--3--3--3--5--5---5-|--3--3--3---|
G--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--3--5--5---3-|--3--3--3---|
C--------------------3--3--3--3--5--5-----|--3--3--3---|
It moved him along closer to division day
It just continues...
I spent a long time living with that
Never could give it a name
And when you dont know what youre looking at
Makes it much harder to tame
Mostly theyd meet when he was asleep and
Have some sick exchange
That struck him as wrong
And moved him along closer to division day
(solo)
I cant make an exception for a bad connection
That only goes one way
Sell out for a song where I dont belong
With you on division day
The moon stood up on the ridge
Looking down where the water shines
And a man looking over the bridge
Like hed done so many times
Thinking about how to stay out
Out of troubles way
Flying to fall away from you all
Its over division day
Beautiful division day
Jimy - [email protected] - icq:14267345 aol im: destroy333
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Can Not Be Perfected
Marriage
is commitment
till death do us part
Breaking it
is like freedom
from living in death
Just suits
when romance
turns like hell!
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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My Friend From Chicago Says Bless You (revised)
on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
on a Caribbean cruise
or a getaway in the
Bahamas
his first marriage
was a case of betrayal
while he works away
from home
his wife invited her man
in the marital bedroom
his second marriage was
worst
the woman turns out to
be a lesbian
his third marriage is a kind
of suspense
ten years younger than
his actual age
and bearing him
for now three children
and he is looking still
for more thrill
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vaginismus
a siren of light bleaking out
and now it's time to pull away
into the ocean, into the sea
we always look on tv
no one lives this last day
of generation x
for living now is the sin of all time
the sin of all time
this is where it breaks down
and now the time is seeping through
into the back of front of you
now is the end of the world
and then they tie you up
into a knot, into a cloud
well into the ground
where satan lives
to bring all you kids
up in a world
where nothing's down
come into a freaky show
they push you, into the death now
we're in the death wish
we're in the death wish
in the death wish
where it crawls into the walls
into the death wish
where it crawls through the walls
let go, this, now far
no fun with a hole
into the death wish
death wish, death wish
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Death is when....
Death is when my loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain in my heart
Death is this feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is the call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is the lesson i need to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is this unhappy feeling i have
Death is pleasant on my behalf
Death is the day i end my life
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is happiness to the world around me
Death started when i gained my life
Death can be helped along with this knife
Death is where i shall go
Death is close, i kno
Death willl come fast
Death is vast
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
Death is joy to me
Death has come for me
Death is gonna take me
Death will stop my misery
Death loves my company
Death ends the pain
Death takes me on that train
Death is near
Death is finally here
Marriage Mystery
There was a man who said
I never knew what happiness was
Until I got married
And then it was too late
Before marriage,
A man yearns for the woman he loves
After marriage,
He earns for the women he loves
Maintain the social decorum
Marriage is social custom
Union of two soul
Sometimes by fair means
Often by foul
Decided by your means
Not by what you need
But decided by your creed
{This was written after thinking about the marriage and its allied benefits and harms.}
Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'
==========©SNS==16 May 2012==Delhi==========
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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Love, Luck, and Lies
How grand it is to be earnest,
To win the heart of one’s beloved.
Having the love of such a beauty
And even her hand in marriage.
And yet such a dense lady to adore;
For with my name she loves me true,
And without it, she loves me not.
Why do I, then, make it business
To take her as my wife?
Is her love so delightful and worthy
If she cannot love me if I were Jack?
Well marriage is but a misunderstanding
And divorces are indeed made in heaven.
And if it takes a lie to love
And to win her heart as well;
Then let love and luck and lies prevail,
For how grand it is to be Ernest!
poem by Sesame Cha
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7 Days
VERSE 1:
I'm in love with my man but it seems like everyone always asks me
How is it that we can work out
We got the type of ghetto love
We fuss and fight then we make up
I guess that's what it's all about
CUz time and time I tried to leave but
For him I get weak, I just can't let him go
And even though he gets to me
Seven days a week
We just can't get enough
And that's why
CHORUS:
On Monday we'll be breaking up
On Tuesday we'll be making up
Wednesday we'll be making love
On Thursday it just sleep all day
On Friday I give you room to play
Saturday, Sunday I just can't stay away
VERSE 2:
I just can't spend a day without him, sometimes my girls trip about it
But I don't care what they have to say
See, he don't have to buy me roses
He loves me and knows how to show it
He turns me on in every way
Day by day it seems to be that for him I get weak
I just can't let him go
And it's not that hard to see that
Seven days a week
We just can't get enough
And that's why
(CHORUS)
It's so hard for everyone to see I love him and he loves me
Seven days a week
I'm so down for him and
He's so down for me and
That's how we're gonna be
(On Sunday - Monday - Tuesday - Wednesday - Thurdsay - Friday - Saturday)
It's gonna be; yeah
(REPEAT CHORUS 3x)
song performed by by Christina Milian
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At the Altar
Now to take away your life –
Devour your soul afresh upon
The birth of every dawning day
– The spawn of sun and earth –
As of the way Prometheus lost hepatic flesh –
He stole fire! You stole gropes
And f*cks of me; so suffer thee!
Oh yes, perspire! Drizzle down the beads
Upon that crimson, blotchy skin –
I see the once cocksure pose, my man,
Is wearing terribly thin.
Indeed, an absence of repose
Discloses thumping in your chest –
Irregularly rhythmic – like the humping
(When you thought I was a body to molest) .
No more! my little man, for I shall wrest
The living essence from your
Paling, quivering form! –
You’ve had your gentle calm
Before the rumblings of the storm!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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