Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
quote by Langston Hughes
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Escape
Escape
Escape
That one word resonates in my mind
I need an escape a reprieve from
All this energy surrounding me
Escape
Escape
I want to be let out for awhile
To be free and alone
To do what I want without interference
Escape
Escape
I don't wanna hear arguing
Or little petty problems
I want to not have to do anything
Escape
Escape
I want to Escape
poem by Autumn Winds
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The Master Artist
I watched a sunset one lovely
summer day. I watched as
the sun went slowly away.
Leaving behind colors of gorgeous
hue, shining there on the
sky so blue.
Watching the sunset that summer day
made me realize that along my way,
God makes His greatness plain in his own way,
Like sunsets, flowers and trees, winding rivers, deep blue seas,
silvery moon and twinkling stars.
All of these more lovely by far than any human could make them.
Scenes so beautiful no artist could paint,
to create such beauty, human being just can't.
For God is the artist, the master,
you see, creating such a beauty for you and me.
Autumn's Invitation Autumn is in her glory
All dressed in her beautiful ball gown,
Designed in the lovely fall colors
Of hues of red, green, and brown. Autumn is having a party,
All are invited to come
And join in the gay festivities,
Held in the autumn sun. All are invited to walk in gardens
on all the hills and vales,
And enjoy the blaze of vivid
tints and fragrances
On all the hills and dales. She has her sky a clear bright blue,
Her breezes are balmy too,
Making the weather just right
For each guest to enjoy the things they do. So won't you attend her party?
Autumn is inviting you,
Come and enjoy the hospitality
That autumn offers you.
poem by Velma G. Robinson
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Beauty has no standard
Plump cheeks,
Surging breasts,
Massive buttocks
Fleshy thighs.
It is epic beauty.
Firm cheeks,
Standing breasts,
Bonny buttocks,
Slender thighs,
It is modern beauty.
Beauty reforms according to fashion.
26.04.2002, pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sunsets And You
Sunsets are not a rare commodity
they come and go every night
so i compare you not to a sunset
for you come once in a life
your beauty surpases the colors of the sky
painted anew each night by angels on high
for god himself has sculpted you
he made it so your only seen by few
and you do not hide from the moon
as all the sunsets do
rather you shine bright under its silver light
and you dance all night
you do far more than any sunset would
more breathtaking than any sunset could
sunsets have moved and inspired all man kind since forever
but you move me each moment, to a love that sunsets could never
poem by Daniel Cook
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The Path To My Happiness
To stretch my wings and, far away, fly
To cut these chains and say goodbye
To break the bars of this prison in which im held
To silence the voices that constently yell
To flee with my love and escape Hurt's sting
Oh...what happiness that would bring
To break the door that holds me in
To get rid of the anger and hurt within
To open the lock that secures the chains
To flush out the anger that runs through my veins
To escape those people and they pain that they bring
Oh...what happiness that would bring
So to break the bars and cut the chains
The break down the door and flush out my veins
To silence the voices and escape the pain
Is what it will take for complete happiness to gain
'He' and 'I' will be a 'We' for the rest of life's years to come
Oh...the happiness for us to come. :)
poem by Shelby Renee
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Gorgeous
Testostarone in large amounts
Your little sister just kick out of
God you cant shave your head
Come to the show
The boys rock harder
Your mother lent you her slip
She lent you her bright red lipstick
And your shoes are hurting your back
But boy dont you look gorgeaus
You look gorgeous
You look gorgeous
You look gorgeous
How you look gorgeous
This is but an observation
You put a bullet in your foot
You make it hard for us bitches inconsequential in your back bends
And your taste in men leaves something to de desired
You love them to be aloof and self obsessed
They love you in your mini dress
You are looking gorgeous
Youre looking gorgeous
Youre looking gorgeous
How you look gorgeous
When your voice is raised above a certain level
Im afraid you must go to the ladies room
I left your competence in curlers
You look gorgeous
You look gorgeous
Youre looking gorgeous
How you look gorgeous
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Pirouetting Autumn
The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door -
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Change Of Seasons
There is beauty found in dying
when Autumn dons her velvet gown—
A pastel landscape underlying
when Autumn strolls through town.
When Autumn dons her velvet gown,
deep colors in her skirt unfold.
When Autumn strolls through town,
the leaves turn crimson, brown, and gold.
Deep colors in her skirt unfold.
Summer acquiesces.
The leaves turn crimson, brown, and gold
when Autumn unbraids her copper tresses.
Summer acquiesces—
A pastel landscape underlying.
When Autumn unbraids her copper tresses,
there is beauty found in dying.
poem by Kathy Lippard Cobb
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Return of the forest
War …………………!
War …………………! !
War to the dwellers
Gain ………………….!
Gain ………………….! !
Gain from the vain of inheritance
tranquil and madly ready
Wasn’t a massacre.
War ………………..!
War: joint-sperm to replenish
On the soil of mute.
Gain ………………….!
Gain; they are exiled and wont return.
Lia, eldest honoured to keep the peace.
Egwe, youngest, Gloried to care.
War ……………..!
War ……………...! !
War, their peace troubled to escape.
War, ‘’Warri’’ destroyed and no one to cook with the fire
Slattered and prisioned tittles.
War ………………!
War ………………! !
War, Gain, gain, gain.
These enemies of pacifism
wait for no age,
dwellers of all land.
To claim, to reign and gain.
Little wheeze close to the prewinkle.
sneeze their repent.
poem by Ebi Robert
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The Beauty Of A Poem
The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn leaves
The beauty of the people we love
The beauty that pervades life
The beauty that turns away from us
And will not let us be a part of it
The beauty we hold on to fragilely
As a driven leaf
The beauty the beauty the beauty
Oh life oh God of goodness oh death
The beauty we can never see
And the Beauty within us all
Oh God
The Beauty in us and Beyond us all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It is not every man who can be exquisitely miserable, any more than exquisitely happy.
quote by James Boswell
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The Autumn Sing
Here’s the autumn sing…
A symphony from its falling leaf…
Catching the wind from a future winter…
Rolling through a shy light…
Oh autumn shall not die in winter…
As a promise summer will surely come….
Ah autumn is a second spring…
Not all could see, all leaf is flower….
Autumn warn a terrible winter phase….
No one listen, No one will hear it…
As it is only the sound of silence….
Who can hold an indefinite sound...?
No one embrace the autumn….
As it is only a sad phase…
It gives nothing but an autumn chill….
Spring always comes with a better glory…
Oh autumn with its broken feather…
Could other season patch it up again?
No other season will devote their being….
Autumn suffers alone….
Autumns leaf keep on falling…
Spring comes cheerfully…
Summer comes strongly….
Winter always comes coldly…..
But autumn changes its face every time….
No one knows the differences….
Just the secret of the nature…
Why can’t it’d be a spring?
Why can’t it’d be summer?
Why can’t it’d be winter?
Ah autumn dance again between all the falling leaf…
It enjoys its sadness…
It embraces its pain….
As only from autumn all painter learn…
How to capture a true hidden beauty…
All speaks the same in every season….
But autumn remain different…..
For autumn is an alone singer…
Only a genuinely soul painter could witness its beauty….
That’s all the autumn need….
A silence audience....
Who can make other being see….
A glance of its beauty...
poem by Eva Clara Harahap
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Eyeing
Yo it all started later
With the punk alligator
And Hailey was staring at me like an underappreciater
Like i didn't give a **** about what i had
And knew nothin about rap or gettin mad
Until i met LP, 50 and everone else
Went to the tour and then found kelp
Playin at the football places
McNabb and people with braces
At the stadiums open crowds
Birds in the sky, destroyin the mounds
Hope we sell out, dont want no ****
I don't want to **** to get nuttin out of it
It Is The Eyeing Tour
This Is Where You Get More
This Is The Eyeing Tour
Don't Deny It Or Get Your Neck Sore
Yo, yo, yo,
Get yo *** up!
Yo, yo, yo,
Get yo *** up!
Went to the Encore
With J to the Z
Everyone staring and talkin **** about me
I don't want to **** when i have a fast buck
Don't tell me my tracks suck
Cuz you cant do better (so)
yo, yo, yo,
Get yo *** up!
yo, yo, yo,
Get yo *** up!
It Is The Eyeing Tour
This Is Where You Get More
This Is The Eyeing Tour
Don't Deny It Or Get Your Neck Sore
Here we start at the football place
Don't diss me or your the disgrace
Somtin wrong, somtin out of place
Hailey tells me that i've lost the race!
Am i too late?
Have i reached the gate?
Where i retire or die
I can't be late!
This won't be my last tour
But just to make sure
Come around or get yo neck sour
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
yo, yo, yo,
Get you *** up!
yo, yo, yo,
Get you *** up!
yo, yo, yo,
Get you *** up!
yo, yo, yo,
Get yo *** blump!
Get ready for the stump!
I don't want to go plump!
(plump, plump, plump)
Yo, Eyeing Tour
Do You Want More?
Yo, Eyeing Tour
Do You Want More?
Get yo ****** *** up!
song performed by by Eminem
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Autumnal
THE Autumn leaves are dying quietly,
Scarlet and orange, underfoot they lie;
They had their youth and prime
And now's the dying time;
Alas, alas, the young, the beloved, must die!
They are dying like the leaves of Autumn fast,
Scattered and broken, blown on every blast:
The darling young, the brave,
Love had no power to save.
Poor Love-lies-bleeding, Love's in ruins, downcast.
Alas, alas, the Autumn leaves are flying!
They had their Summer and 'tis time for dying.
But these had barely Spring.
Love trails a broken wing,
Walks through deserted woods, moaning and sighing.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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The Beauty of You
In solitary I sit, and look at the stars
Reminded each moment, you are not far.
All of lifes beauties, one can't compare
To the one in my life, in which I most care.
Of all the worlds flowers, and all the sunsets
One could spend hours, and live in regret.
For what they most seek, is beauty unseen
A beauty so real, it is desired by Queens.
This beauty I know, I've found it in you
A beauty so deep, it is nothing but true.
poem by Alex Bonson
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A touch of happiness
Could I ever have the happiness
of those who cannot walk
having a first step even if small?
Could I ever have the happiness
of those unsighted feeling
shadows for the first time?
Could I have the happiness
of music heard by one who
hear no sound?
Could I have the happiness
of the hungry parent
able to feed a child?
Could I have the happiness
of ones who after hard falls
finds no more holes?
......................................... ...........................
Did we forgot how to appreciate what we have, the small things, have we forgotten our priorities? ..Do we really need to gain a big loss for the chance to touch happiness?
What
IS
Happiness? ?
poem by Elena Sandu
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The Spirit Of Sunset
There is magic at the end of everyday
You can see it on the horizon of play.
The sun slowly drops down to take a rest,
And then we lay down for the night until the morning crest.
There is beauty in every sunset, open your eyes to see perchance.
You may see the Sunset Spirit rest upon the suns departing glance
Her beauty is beyond reproach; her eyes leave a lasting impression.
And although she does not speak, her lips speak the night's confession.
The Sunset Spirit is this and more, she comes from the suns inner core.
She guides are sunsets for our pleasure, so that we are left wanting more
Her lust for attention motivates her, to show all of sunset's glory.
But, this my friends is truly only half of this beautiful story.
The Sunset Spirit has always been and she will always be,
For she has been set upon this earth at the Lord Gods decree
The Sunset Sprit is a savior to ensure the beauty that we all see,
But most of all she is the beauty in the sunset, that always comforts me.
REB (MAY 2012) I Love the sunsets, and to see the real beauty of them, you just have to open our eyes.
poem by Rik Bertrand
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Sitting On A Cloud
Sitting on a cloud
In the middle of the sky
Watching the world
As it passes by
Star dust
From the heavens
Falls slowly
Gently, like a leaf in autumn
Night turns to day
As twice as quickly as it came
One moment there
The next moment not
Shining sunsets
And rising dawns
Each one more special
Than the last
Each one a memory I hold dear
poem by Autumn Winds
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Calla Lily Ballad
The 'calla' is exquisite
To peer 'pon with delight.
Its thick-green stem
Is a unique sight.
A favorite, it lends
Its touch to all:
Boutonnière, centerpiece,
Paintings for the wall.
A gorgeous flower,
The calla lily is.
A gorgeous flower,
The calla lily is.
Its beauty—endless—
Is never remiss.
A gorgeous flower,
The calla lily is.
poem by Walterrean Salley
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Autumn Longing
Let me die away with autumn
Let me be like fire
Ever ignite
Let me fall
I don't want the winter
To come after me
Let the autumn arms
Bright and gold
Let it come for me
In a dream
Like a swallow
Descending for Africa
I want to come with autumn
Let me come away with thee
I want to be wine red
I want tobe amber gold
I want to sleep
With the leaves
I want to burst with juices
Like the berries
I need to sleep
I need to burn
Like the sunset
I need the rest
Like the creatures
Who hibernate
To escape harsh winter
I want tobe with you
Autumn
Let me be asleep with thee
I want to hear you secrets
That hides forever deep
Oh autumn
Let one be in love with me
As I ‘am in love with you
Oh autumn
Let one die away with thee
poem by Guinevere Eveleigh
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