You have to accept the fact that part of the sizzle of sex comes from the danger of sex. You can be overpowered.
quote by Camille Paglia
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The Fact Is, In The World Of Lies, Life Is Fair
accept the fact that sometimes we say things
that we do not mean, that sometimes we burst in anger
and we hurt and then we apologize that we do not really mean to hurt
sometimes we show feelings too that we do not really want to express.
sometime we say 'i love you' and yet we are just compelled to do so
someone is dying and he needs you badly at the end of her day.
sometimes, accept the fact, that time strains us and we become
the liars, the hypocrites, the fraud, and the swindler.
and most of all, we keep it for a time, making some stares straight in the eye.
accept this fact, we are humans and in some harsh times
we decide, to survive, at all costs, no matter what.
now, we shall talk, and you shall listen and i shall write about the truth
of this fact. we are us conjoined twins in the art of deception.
lie to me as i lie to you and then we accept this fact: life is fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Danger
There is danger atop our heads;
There is danger around us all;
There is danger beneath our feet;
There is danger to man and beast!
There is danger in the skies;
There is danger in the seas;
There is danger ev’n on land;
There is danger to man and beast!
There is danger from earth’s bowels;
There is danger in forests;
There is danger in hills, vales;
There is danger to man and beast!
There is danger from our brethren;
There is danger from kith, kin;
There is danger from strangers;
There is danger to man and beast!
There is danger within us;
There is danger from space;
There is danger to our soul;
Nevertheless, God protects us.
poem by John Celes
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Pop Pop and Sizzle
When you've been re-mated,
With someone you hate...
But love...
With all your heart.
Nothing is between or in the middle.
This is known by two who do those things they do...
In the dark!
Pop pop and sizzle!
Nothing is between or in the middle.
This is known by two who do those things they do...
In the dark!
When you've stopped debating...
Who gives what and how to you.
You'll wake up to know what was,
Has not changed.
It was there when you had your head up,
In the clouds.
Pop pop and sizzle!
Nothing is between or in the middle.
This is known by two who do those things they do...
In the dark!
When you've been re-mated,
With someone you hate...
But love...
With all your heart.
Nothing's in between in the middle.
But-a pop pop and sizzle!
OH..and,
Nothing's in between in the middle.
But-a pop pop and sizzle!
OH...and,
Nothing's in between in the middle.
But-a pop pop and sizzle!
OH...and,
Nothing's in between in the middle.
But-a pop pop and sizzle!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Instincts’ role
If a fact goes against my instincts
I hardly accept it.
If a fact is in tune with my instincts,
I readily accept it.
Instinct is our judge.
25.08.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sssssss....Pop!
Mesmerizing is the glow of the firelight as flames dance their unrehearsed waltz to the music of the log. Sizzle…sssssss. Pop! The orchestra plays on as the partners dance; higher and faster still they dance. All in iridescent splendor; in orange and in yellow, they curve, and bend, and twist. They move to the beat of an unseen maestro. Dance on! Dance on! . Sizzle….ssssssss. Pop! Mesmerizing the audience and dancing their unrehearsed waltz to the music of the log. Sizzle……sssssssss. Pop!
A Bit of Sizzle And a Boot Up
I feel I'm gonna need it,
Under my feet.
That heat to get me moving.
That heat to make me leap.
I feel I'm gonna need it,
Under my feet.
Yes...
Because I'm slowing down.
And it's age that's creepin 'round.
I sometimes feel a little rusty.
With a little rust getting dusty.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
Just a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
A push to get me out this rut.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
Just a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
A push to get me out this rut.
I feel I'm gonna need it,
Under my feet.
That heat to get me moving.
That heat to make me leap.
I feel I'm gonna need it,
Under my feet.
Yes...
Because I'm slowing down.
And it could be my age creepin 'round.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
Just a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
I sometimes feel a little rusty.
With a little rust getting dusty.
I feel I'm gonna need it,
Under my feet.
Yes...
Because I'm slowing down.
And it's age that's creepin 'round.
I sometimes feel a little rusty.
With a little rust getting dusty.
I...
Sometimes feel a little rusty.
With a little rust getting dusty.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
Just a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
I need a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
Just a bit of sizzle and a boot up.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pursuit and seduction are the essence of sexuality. It's part of the sizzle.
quote by Camille Paglia
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Love
what is love?
do anybody every know?
they say it when you feel a certain way,
how do you know it's love,
when you can't stop thinking about,
the other person?
when your heart skips a beat,
i'll tell you what i think it is,
it when you find that one special person,
the one that knows you,
a way nobody else does,
that part you hide from people,
the side the ywill accept,
only cuz it makes up,
who you really are,
it's a part that seperates you,
from other girls,
the part that says,
this is me, so accept it,
love is not where you love part of someone,
but all of them.
Copyright © 2009
8-10-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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They used to but not any more. You kind of get used to it - you accept it is part of your job - if you're famous and you want this life, you have got to accept this part of it as well.
quote by Charlotte Church
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Ex Daughter
I hate the fact I look more like you everyday
It scares me that I act like you more than I did yesterday
But I know I will not turn into you
I am not some monster who throws away their kids like nothing,
Stop the act mom
I know you do not give a damn about us
Us as in Richard, me, Hannah, Steven, Jessalyn, April and Ashley, Alexander, and I dont know how many other kids
We all could die and yet you wouldnt know nor would you care
I hate the fact that you gave birth to me
Just because you gave birth to me does not mean your my mom
I have a mom.
And its not you
Stop trying to claim me as your child.
I have nothing to do with you
Nor do I want it
You lost me
Accept that and move on
I hate the fact that I am turning into you
I am a bitch because of you
I hate the fact that I cannot forget the pain
You said you protected us from all danger
If that was true- why did cps come into my life?
Why were you always investigated?
They do not pick on random people
I hate the fact you turned me against the world
You have me scared of people
YOu told me that the world broke you
What a damn lie
Its not the worlds fault you are stupid
Its not the worlds fault you cant keep your legs closed
ANd the government is trying to keep us safe
You broke yourself
Just like you broke your daughter
Or should I say ex daughter
poem by Makayla Straight
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Congenital Failure
in your life there will be rain
it is just a matter of the weather
a little sunshine
may come and with whatever warmth
take it
there is a place where the sun never comes
it is the island where you live
accept the fact
the some guys have all the luck
accept the fact
that the doors are all closed
that there is nothing for you
perhaps a door waits to be opened
but not here
for this is but a temporary party
do not weep
it could be that you are bound for something
long lasting
do you believe that somewhere there are angels?
that somewhere there is a room for you?
there is always the other side of the coin
hope, there is always a star that glows even on darkest skies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Sunny Rose
Thank you for your comments.
Sunny...?
Always think of yourself as a work-in-progress.
Once you believe your have become a 'finished product'...
You can not succeed.
You will not!
Accept you are part of this experience,
We embrace and call life.
A piece and part of the 'whole'.
And...
Make a choice to remain vunerable.
Open to explore all possibilities.
Accept critique.
In fact...
Seek it.
A flower is not born ALREADY in full bloom.
Remember that always.
I thank you, again.
And success is a feeling kept inside yourself.
If others discover it,
It came from within to them to be revealed.
Do you 'hear and feel' what I am saying?
Peace/Blessings.
Note:
I received a 'message' from a young poet,
who calls himself Sunny Rose,18 years old...
and living in Chandgarh, India.
So impress was I by his comments.
The sincerity of his delivery.
'Success 'can' and 'will be' yours, Sunny Rose'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
quote by Shunryu Suzuki
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Knowing
There is a danger of knowing too much
knowing too much danger
Crossing a road without looking
Taking a risk with your cooking
A danger in knowing
There is a danger in knowing too much
Having digitalised lives
synched to computer
GOOGLED
There is a danger
Is there a danger in knowing?
Too much danger?
Too much knowing?
Too much?
we have/are becoming
More like a shopping mall
Packed full of brands
And gadgets
our apps additives
There is a danger of losing your child
In a shopping mall
Losing your self
In the underground
A danger in knowing
A danger in looking
The sign
The times
Are a changing
A danger of unseeing
Unliving
A danger of touching the edge of extinction
Without feeling
Bottled emotions
Formaladehyde Brains
Mask for a face
Stone for a heart
There is on a lighter note
A danger in eating my cooking
Knowing too much
Too soon
Too late
or a danger of knowing nothing
Simply eating what's arrived on your plate
poem by Yvette Smith
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I am one who believes that we are, in fact, engaged in a worldwide war against terrorism. We must have the serenity to accept the fact that war is not going to go away if we ignore it.
quote by Robert Foster Bennett
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Unable To Admit It
Accept your wounds and scars?
To forgive and forget the fact,
That upon me they have been afflicted?
No love that deep will I ever have,
For anyone who believes I can be left...
With tears wept to then leave me,
Grieving over 'their' pain and anguish.
Accept your wounds and scars?
To forgive and forget the fact,
That upon me they have been afflicted?
What makes you think to you I am addicted?
What has you convinced,
A relationship with you makes sense?
I've long been healed from your abuses.
Accept your wounds and scars,
To leave imprinted on my mind when you please?
You just don't get it do you?
When I said I loved you...
Nothing in that confession shared,
Said anything about abandoning the love I have for myself.
You are the fool unable to admit it...not me!
There is nothing about you that has stayed with me to crave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Danger Zone
I can't imagine how hard it must be, to be you
Adopting all your history, it's hard being me too
Are your secrets where you left them
Cause now your ghosts are mine as well
I think it's time I met them and I think it's time you tell
And you should have told me when you met me
All these things I should know
I should have asked, we should have talked
About this so long ago
It's not fair, it's not fair
And don't leave me here
How's this happening to me
It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
Now we share the closet, now you've let me come inside
And now you're finally undressing, and I feel like I might die
The damage is infectious, the confession is too late
And how can I accept this
How is this happening to me
It's not fair, it's not fair
And I come up for air
How's this happening to me
It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
You never know
You never know
All of your secrets
All your lies, all of it
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
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song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Tommyizzle
Fizzle back in izzle,
Hello to Tommyizzle
crystal where Is he,
he your boyfriend,
but not with you,
odd how you sizzle that out,
like geting drunk at barrzie,
cause you thinking of proton,
sizzle-out your welcome,
maybe FizTzle be back tomarrow,
but same old name given,
wishing things would change,
even if it's to freezy outside,
great to hug in coat tonight,
but since you don't remember,
we call this a new day,
hug me that same way,
so FizTzle step out of the crib,
and you cheating with tommy,
so you went and told his mommy,
so hi welcome tommyizzle.
poem by Tommy Laster
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First Encounter - World Top Cook Chef Wan
Chef Wan
trying so hard to make
himself sizzle
It was when he was picked to host a celebrity show on TV9 in Malaysia when I met Chef Wan. The man tried very hard to show his celebrity status, citing how busy he was, flying around the world, meeting famous personalities. He tried very hard to create a good impression of himself among the Press members like how he cooked his cuisines, adding this and that so that they sizzle.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A fine rhyme to be penned.......soon
I've lost me sizzle factor
I've lost me sizzle factor
Maybe now I qualify
For X factor!
Just give me time
I've lost me rhyme
Love give me time
I must read me lines
poem by Harriet James
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