When the water starts boiling it is foolish to turn off the heat.
quote by Nelson Mandela
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Thermostat
When the hands that operate the motor lose control of the lever
When the mind of its own in the wheel puts two and two together
When the indicator says youre out of oil should you continue driving anyway?
Theres a thermostat that regulates the temperature
That might not be reliable
That should be disconnected
Turn it up, turn it down
Turn it up when the cold brings you down
When the heat bothers you turn it down
Turn it up, turn it down
As I was just saying
As I was just saying
As I was just telling you a minute ago
I was just talking and someone interrupted
Or was it a loud explosion?
Or is the thermostat engulfed in flames
Or is it just me?
Turn it up, turn it down
Turn it up when the cold brings you down
When the heat bothers you turn it down
Turn it up, turn it down
As I was just saying
As I was just saying
As I was just saying
Turn it up, turn it down
Turn it up when the cold brings you down
When the heat bothers you turn it down
Turn it up, turn it down
Turn it up, turn it down
Turn it up when the cold brings you down
When the heat bothers you turn it down
Turn it up, turn it down
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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He Has Only Given
I've only told a few.
Not even you.
What it is that ticks my clock.
And gets me boiling hot...
Until the letting off of steam,
Slowly cools...
That anger that builds up in me.
With the acknowledgement...
My peace of mind is worth the 'keep'.
My peace within I wish not to release.
Or stop!
It keeps me going.
That's all I've got!
I've only told a few.
Not even you.
Who and what...
Stirs that pot,
I keep covered.
Not take off the lid,
To blow my top!
I've earned too much,
Just to sizzle and burn.
And the patience I have had,
To resist from going stark raving mad...
Is a blessing only God knows,
That I have what He has only given.
My lips have almost been bitten off.
But I've learned to chew and swallow my resentment.
And witness the doers,
Receive their due from their misdeeds done.
With a repeating that chills my heat...
As that boiling within me starts.
'I have what He has only given.
He has only given.
He has only given...
What I have.
And I am grateful to receive.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hot Rain
boiling water sprays verily,
rocking the hand with heat.
taken earlier is the body
next the face, then the fingertips.
diamonds sparkle, she may be
me mourning, frightened.
the road kicks and crackles;
whirlpools end the time with death.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Deep Seas
Deep seas may strike and deliver the praise
Of a monstrous sea, boiling heat has occurred,
Boiling madness has elegantly travelled,
Boiling is the disorder of this monumental wave.
I am deep in thought over the abode in this soup,
The soup of peace and war, a sea so tranquil and hostile,
I would like to stay here forever, to erode the land with it,
Without me and without a mountain to collide with.
Dirty weather arouses suspicion from the waters,
Clean and clear is the river, rivers of ice are cold,
Rivers die and live forming foam from the dear sky,
This sky shall boldly try the patience of the rivers.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Boiling Water
A serious moment for the water is
when it boils
And though one usually regards it
merely as a convenience
To have the boiling water
available for bath or table
Occasionally there is someone
around who understands
The importance of this moment
for the water—maybe a saint,
Maybe a poet, maybe a crazy
man, or just someone
temporarily disturbed
With his mind 'floating'in a
sense, away from his deepest
Personal concerns to more
'unreal' things...
A serious moment for the island
is when its trees
Begin to give it shade, and
another is when the ocean
washes
Big heavy things against its side.
One walks around and looks at
the island
But not really at it, at what is on
it, and one thinks,
It must be serious, even, to be this
island, at all, here.
Since it is lying here exposed to
the whole sea. All its
Moments might be serious. It is
serious, in such windy weather,
to be a sail
Or an open window, or a feather
flying in the street...
Seriousness, how often I have
thought of seriousness
And how little I have understood
it, except this: serious is urgent
And it has to do with change. You
say to the water,
It's not necessary to boil now,
and you turn it off. It stops
Fidgeting. And starts to cool. You
put your hand in it
And say, The water isn't serious
any more. It has the potential,
However—that urgency to give
off bubbles, to
Change itself to steam. And the
wind,
When it becomes part of a
hurricane, blowing up the
beach
And the sand dunes can't keep it
away.
Fainting is one sign of
seriousness, crying is another.
Shuddering all over is another
one.
A serious moment for the
telephone is when it rings.
And a person answers, it is
Angelica, or is it you.
A serious moment for the fly is
when its wings
Are moving, and a serious
moment for the duck
Is when it swims, when it first
touches water, then spreads
Its smile upon the water...
A serious moment for the match
is when it burst into flame...
Serious for me that I met you, and
serious for you
That you met me, and that we do
not know
If we will ever be close to anyone
again. Serious the recognition
of the probability
That we will, although time
stretches terribly in
between...
poem by Kenneth Koch
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Some Like It Hot
We want to multiply, are you gonna do it
I know youre qualified, are you gonna do it
Dont be so circumscribed, are you gonna do it
Just get yourself untied, are you gonna do it
Feel the heat pushing you to decide
Feel the heat burning you up, ready or not
Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on
Some feel the heat and decide that they cant go on
Some like it hot, but you cant tell how hot til you try
Some like it hot, so lets turn up the heat til we fry
The girl is at your side, are you gonna do it
She wants to be your bride, are you gonna do it
She wants to multiply, are you gonna do it
I know you wont be satisfied until you do it
Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on
Some feel the heat and decide that they cant go onv
Some like it hot, but you cant tell how hot til you try
Some like it hot, so lets turn up the heat til we fry
Feel the heat pushing you to decide
Feel the heat burning you up, ready or not
Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on
Some feel the heat and decide that they cant go on
Some like it hot, but you cant tell how hot til you try
Some like it hot, so lets turn up the heat til we fry
Some like it hot, some like it hot
Some like it hot, some like it hot
Some like it hot, some like it hot
Some like it hot, some like it hot
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Before' The Beans
Take one turkey butt,
And put it in boiling water.
Make sure you had put in olive oil first.
With a little butter, oregano and basil leaves.
Then add two tablespoons of soy sauce.
A pinch or two of brown sugar, salt and red pepper.
20 minutes!
That's all you want to give it 'before' the beans!
Speckled Butter Beans.
With kidney and black eye peas.
Add them with sliced carrots and celery.
Turn down the heat,
To medium for approximately 45minutes.
And serve this with brown rice.
If you are into chicken...
Fried wings would be delicious.
For the better of the best tastes,
The 'smoked' turkey butt is great for that!
NOTE: 'Yes' this is my own original recipe.
Enjoy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Water That Quenches Your Thirst
at four o'clock in the morning you wake up.
blood is boiling and you look for water to quench the fire.
there is no water in the kitchen.
you go upstairs
no one is there.
you open the window
there is no rain.
it is just the silence of the world
that becomes the water
to your soul.
you drink every moment of this silence.
every dew
in the leaves
of the tree of
solitude
you are refreshed and from that moment on
you know where water
is.
what dew is
what leaves are.
there is a thirst that you have just
defined.
it is not their water
neither yours.
it is beyond the ownership of everyone.
and you know
now
where to find it
because you
also know
what it
really
is
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The frog likes water, but not boiling water.
Foolish Boys With Their Toys
Foolish boys with their toys
Written by Wilfred Mellers, Friday, November 23,2012
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You own the world and everyone in it
The hearts and souls you can't ever win it
Information access you spin it
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You spit hate and say you are great
You turn a blind eye when others die
Sure you can blow up the world if you want to
Tell me, then what will you do?
You are a foolish boy with your toys
When you see the world to its end
Will that mean that you are men?
Arrogant and so unwise
Surrounded by stooges to fill your heads with lies
How foolish can you be?
Masters of the world and ruler of none
Life you took solely for fun
The gun took everything you claim to own
What will you do when you are left here all alone?
You're a foolish boy with your toys
Coding your messages to the grassroots
Fictitious fantasy filled with pure untruths
So foolish and unwise
You can't even see you own demise
Foolish boys with your toys
You've gained the world yet lost your soul
The very land you stand on you stole
This very world you're going to destroy
No steeds left to herd by the cowboy
You've been very foolish boys with your toys
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Headstrong
Your head is strong like mine,
Fading brains are here and there.
Hands wash themselves like hands,
The heart comported like a brain in harmony,
You absorb the strokes of the arms
In exercise or grooming, fully aware.
Dejected and resolved afterwards,
The heat of the heart gains until boiling,
Simmering like water over a stove,
Heartiness infuriated me similarly.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Heat Wave
Heat wave
Heat wave
Whenever Im with you
Something inside
Starts to burn deep
And my hearts filled with fire
Could be that Im very sentimental
Or is this just the way loves supposed to be?
Chorus:
I got a heat wave
Burning in my heart
I cant keep from crying
Tearing me apart
Sometimes she calls my name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I cant explain
I feel, yeah I feel
I feel this burning flame
This high blood pressures got a hold on me
cause this is the way loves supposed to be
(chorus)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Just give me another chance
This could be a new romance
Heat wave
Heat wave
Heat wave
Heat wave
song performed by by Who
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Life Is Analogous To Heat
Life is inherent in bodies
As heat is inherent in matters.
Heat is in the earth, air, water and lives.
Life is in plants, animals and humans.
Water contains heat in all the three forms.
In ice it sleeps as the sunlight at night.
Heat is inseparable from matters
And has no exclusive entity.
Life is not like air in a sack of body
To escape at death and enter at birth.
It is inseparable from body
And has no exclusive entity too.
Life energy differs from heat in that
It is derived only from the existing one.
And it has ability to reproduce
With inherent drive for survival.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Make your fire
make your fire
your own
(in your youth - thats life is all about)
if you can, you live
the world is the mind
the fire is what makes people turn and say 'oh fire'
and be caught up with
its the fire within - roiling and boiling
heats up the world - its the passion that burns through
a life that burns up - giving light and heat to others!
poem by Manoj KrishnanSarojam
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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It was a winter bringing despair
It was a winter bringing despair
when the black frost kills wherever it falls
with a killing coldness in the air
and even the doves stop their intimate calls,
where water in streams freeze into ice,
the grass of the veldt rather turn brown than yellow
and old men live out their last fantasies of vice
before the winds of death starts to blow
A time when people put their children early to bed,
where even the chimney fire doesn’t bring heat
while few words among people are said
and coldness creeps up through icy feet.
Yet it was a time of love and making love
while couples did fit into each other like a well made glove.
poem by Gert Strydom
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From Dusk to Dawn
You're the heartbreak,
That I never had...
Before you came,
Nobody did that to me.
You're the headache,
That can turn up the gas...
To heat me!
That I can't get to sleeping.
When you heat me...
You leave me weak.
You're the heartbreak,
That I never had...
Before you came,
Nobody did that to me.
You're the headache,
That Can turn up the gas...
To heat me!
That I can't get to sleeping.
When you heat me...
You leave me weak.
Yes when you heat me,
I light up like a fire.
When you heat me,
From dusk to dawn.
You're the headache,
That can turn up the gas...
To heat me!
That I can't get to sleeping.
When you heat me...
You leave me weak.
You're the heartbreak,
That I never had...
Before you came,
Nobody did that to me.
When you heat me,
I can't get to sleeping.
When you heat me...
You leave me weak.
Yes when you heat me,
I light up like a fire.
When you heat me,
From dusk to dawn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Very Tasty
treating myself lovingly
boiling lots of hot water
ambrosia resplendent
crabs put into water
cleaned hard bodies
melting some butter
tongue rolled flesh
mouths safe harbor
poem by Is It Poetry
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Water
[Verse 1]
Moving down the streams of my lifetime
Pulls the fascination in my sleeve
Cooling off the fire of my longing
Boiling off my cold within his heat
Melting down the walls of inhibition
Evaporating all of my fears
Baptizing me into complete submission
Dissolving my condition with his tears
[Chorus]
He's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years
He's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years
[Verse 2]
Coursing through my senses, he's prevailing
Floating through the space of my design
Drowning me to find my inside sailing
Drinking in the mainstream of his mind
Filling up the cup of my emotions
Spilling over into all I do
If I only I could get lost in his ocean
Surviving on the thought of loving you
[Chorus]
He's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years
He's just like the water, the water
I ain't felt this way in years
[Verse 3]
Bathing in the fountain of his essence
He causes my expression to remain
Humbled on a mountain by his presence
Washing my intentions with his name
Sealing off the floodgates of his passions
Saving all his liquid for his own
Moisturizing me to satisfaction
In my imagination? No no!
He's pouring out his soul to me for hours and hours
Drawing out my nature with his hands
Yearning I'm so thirsty for his power
Burning to be worthy of his land
[Chorus]
He's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years
He's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years
[Ad Libs Remainder]
Cleaning me
He's purging me
And moving me around
He's b
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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Any Foolish Thing
By michael mcdonald & chuck sabatino
Im not used to saying things like that
cause all my best intentions fall so flat
But when it comes down to it
My love for you knows no limit, darling
Ill say, Ill do
Chorus:
Any foolish thing to call on your affection
Any foolish thing to show how much I care
Any foolish thing that we say might come about
(any foolish thing that we say might just come true)
Dont take it lightly, girl
cause it could just work out
(Id bet it all on you)
That this love wont be any foolish thing
I know you dont believe in every line you hear
Forgive me if Im sounding too sincere
But I cant take chances you might slip away
While I wait for the right time
And place to say
Chorus:
Could turn you away
Can lead you astray
Or shadow this love I feel
Anything I say
Might make you see
That deep in my heart
Your love is safe with me
Chorus:
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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