God grant you all your desires and accept my own hearty thanks for all your attention to me. Although indeed, those attentions have tried me more than death can now terrify me.
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So sweet, no regrets
Come here; come to me; my dear.
Give in before my desires dry.
Grant me before your desires dry.
Your lips must part and breasts wake up.
Your bottom must turn a hot bed,
That the sweats, like fountains, must wet.
Set aside your blushes, I beg.
Set aside your virtues, I beg.
You will get what you miss, I bet.
Have a course, which is not a curse
It is a myth that you are spoilt.
It is an act of sport, that’s all.
Come here, very now, my dear.
Give in before my desires die.
Grant me before your desires die.
Be it a consensual act
And so soon a buried secret..
So sweet as it is, no regrets.
08.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I appreciate the fact, and am proud of it, that the attentions I am receiving are intended more for our country than for me personally.
quote by Ulysses S. Grant
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Who Pays Attention
Death will pay more
attention to you...
than your lover
Death will pay more
attention to you...
than your children
Death will pay more
attention to you...
than your friends
Death will pay more
attention to you...
than YOU!
Death is always there.
poem by Brenda Poole
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Woman’s Agitation
Every woman is in agitation
When she faces men she detests
And when she seeks attentions
Of men she desires for the end.
(23.04.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Accept It
Life is hard.
Accept it.
Momentary pleasures
Come and go…
Accept it.
Death evades you
When you need it the most.
Accept it.
Thoughts of death
Come and go…
Accept it.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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To Feel Good
Biceps of man and triceps of women
Captivate attentions of each other.
Shoulders of man and breasts of woman
Arrest attentions of each other.
Instant attraction is a must to one
To feel good in a moving circle.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Grant Us Peace, Father of Abraham, Isaac and Ishmael
Grant us peace,
that we may not oppress our neighbors
Grant us justice,
that we may not enslave our neighbors
Grant us sanity,
that we may not torture our neighbors
Grant us mercy,
that we may not murder our neighbors
Grant us conscience
that we may not expel our neighbors
Grant us love,
that we may hunger for truth
Grant us discernment
that we may know what is ours, and what is not
Grant us decency
that we may return what we stole
Grant us courage
that we may admit what we’ve done
Give us strength to atone.
Ask only
that we end our silence.
Desire
Northern star
Am I frightened
Where can I go to rest
I cant sleep
And Im still fighting
Wait, dont breathe
The time destroys a man
A child who understands
That anyone who desires
Is not my kind
Not my truth
Fade away, its all we do
Fade away from the truth
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
And northern star
Please enlighten
The lost prayers of my soul
Childhood dreams
Of death and titans
We were meant to be free
To give ourselves away
So please dont be afraid
Of anyone who desires
Theyre not my kind
Not my truth
Fade away, its all we do
Fade away from the truth
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
Fade away
Desires
cause anyone who desires
Is not my kind
I have no use for you
song performed by by Zwan
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The Colour Of Death
Death is an art, more colourfull than the blue sky
No painters and composer can frame it
Death is much softer than the flying feather
It has a sweet soft music
Only the death traveller can listen it.
Death is more natural than the life
Life makes living cry weep and scream
But death is full of peace
No fury no anger, its just sleepy
Death is not greedy and demanding like life.
Life is a basket of greeds and desires
It desires to hold everything till the last breath
.
I
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Colour Of Death
Death is an art, more colourfull than the blue sky
No painters and composer can frame it
Death is much softer than the flying feather
It has a sweet soft music
Only the death traveller can listen it.
Death is more natural than the life
Life makes living cry weep and scream
But death is full of peace
No fury no anger, its just sleepy
Death is not greedy and demanding like life.
Life is a basket of greeds and desires
It desires to hold everything till the last breath.
poem by Devil Poet
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Desires of Your Heart
Daily keeping an eye on your desire, remember where you did start.
You were plucked from the fire, and then Jesus Christ set you apart.
Through your life, it is God’s desire, that His message you do impart.
God, who reigns heavens higher, will grant the desires of your heart.
Friend, as we live our lives for God, He fills believers with His Grace.
Working upon this earth men trod, God may move us place to place.
He guides us with staff and rod, as He shines upon us with His face.
As we do our jobs to honor God, Christ draws others into His Grace.
The Lord will use you as He needs, to shine your light on your world.
Through your life Christ sows seeds, this as your witness is unfurled.
Through your work and your deeds, New Life by you God will herald.
As a shepherd The Savior leads, with our desires to reach the world.
Your desires, by God are not ignored, this as you live your daily life.
If you delight yourself in The Lord, desires will be granted by Christ.
Friend in your job Christ will afford, a place for you to be a sacrifice.
So men can meet who you’ve adored, and accept Him into their life.
God will give you your heart’s desire, as He sets your goals higher.
As Christ leads you to the place, so He can lead men to His Grace.
Christ will use your daily deeds, for men to see their eternal needs.
And with your desires Jesus Christ, will lead others to Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©02/2006)
Failure of Imagination
Abundantly I come to you.
To grant you abundant gifts.
Receive them from the heavens.
Perceive them in the air you breathe.
See yourself with wealth of health.
Close your eyes and increase your desires.
Release yourself from limitation...
And allow abundance in to begin.
Witness...
And surround yourself in it.
Surrender and break away,
From boundaries created within.
Do not accept a failure of imagination...
To keep you depleted,
In a devastation.
Have you forgotten how to feed your dreams?
Leaving them in a mental freeze needing to be thawed?
Needing to be freed as you wish them to be!
Now.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bliss
Ah, in just a sudden dunk of desires
This soul whole lost and mires
What if bewaring of fugacious the desires
Itself ere death, cerebrate higher empires..
Numbered down to naught desires whole lot
Itself ere death means bliss blissful a lot
What if differing human, his animal fought..?
Born a spiritual birth blissful, is it not?
And his bliss is his'I', his 'heart' all true
But in empyrean harmony his senses accrue
Temperamental satiety erstwhile all through
In dissipation his senses but to wake in bliss new
poem by Indira Renganathan
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To Venus
Oh, fair sweet goddess, queen of love,
Soft and gentle as thy doves,
Humble-eyed, and ever ruing
Those poor hearts, their loves pursuing!
Oh, thou mother of delights,
Crowner of all happy nights,
Star of dear content and pleasure,
Of mutual loves and endless treasure!
Accept this sacrifice we bring,
Thou continual youth and spring;
Grant this lady her desires,
And every hour we'll crown thy fires
poem by John Fletcher
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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Choice of attention - to pay attention to this and ignore that - is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences, whatever they may be.
quote by W.H. Auden
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For My PH Family..A Christmas Prayer For You
May the Lord grant all your Christmas hearts' desires
And bless your family with good health and happiness
The wisdom to learn and accept everything
The strength to carry your daily task.
May He always be your anchor and vessel
The hope and the light in the dark tunnel of your life
The peace that you always long for
The love that you will keep inside your heart
May He always guide your way
In every direction, let Him be your star
May your family be always happy
And may you give Him that highest praise that He deserves.
In Jesus Name..Amen....
Maayong Pasko kaninyo tanan (Merry Christmas to all)
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Guess, If You Can…
(a re-post)
nomadic desires
vagrant desires
kleptomaniac desires
splurging desires
hide behind a
façade of placidity
how and when
they surface
and usurp one
is beyond any guess…
19jan2008
23.00hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Big Brother
Big Brother he is always watching you
And nothing unbeknown to him you do
Of his attentions none of us are free
We never can escape his scrutiny.
Big Brother is one we never get to know
Though he spies on us where ever to we go
Our sixth sense tells us he is never far away
He never cease to watch us night and day.
Big Brother is an agent of the State
And few would wish to have him as a mate
No respect for your privacy he show
And due to him the Government about you most thing know.
A faceless soul he is one we never see
And of his attentions we cannot be free
A silent spy he never makes a sound
And unbeknown to us he follows us around.
Along the street as by houses you walk by
From behind curtained windows on you he does spy
Big Brother watches you by night and day
And from you he is never far away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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