I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.
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In God's time
clash of desire
augmented with prayer, birth the real
gesture of being
free, for an eloquent revolution
touches the heart of a clay,
the waiting passion of the supreme
being, a beacon of judgment
that lives forever
come ardent hope, leave the hatred that
burn the vessel of forgiveness,
the timing scorn the droplets
of sweat tenderness flown out to save
the world, you may be nothing,
yet! priceless in the eyes of God
wish not the sole desire of our want, for in
God's time, blessing will
just come, like lightning that knock at your
doorstep, find the wisdom to
live happy life and all things shall be added
into you
countless scented candle smell like
fragrance of Roses in the air,
and a clash of desire wishes not to go, say it
through your lips and it be
part of you...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Acting sence
On the world
Any age...
Female wanted
Male friendship...
Male wanted
Female friendship...
It is not only
Commming for love...
Many thing is thear...
Witch female did not
Want male friendship...?
Witch male did not want
Female friendship...?
It is not body
Bio-tech...
yes...it is only for
Comen sence...or
Feeling...
For all
No hear miss chouse
Non sence....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Union City Blue
What are we gonna do?
Union Union Union City blue
Tunnel to the other side
It becomes daylight
I say he's mine
Oh power, passion plays a double hand
Union union union city man
Arrive climb up four flights to the orange side
Rearrange my mind
In turquoise Union Union Union City blue
Skyline passion Union City blue
Power, passion plays a double hand
Union union union city man
I say he's mine
I have a plan
I say he's my Union City man
What are we gonna do?
Union Union Union City blue
song performed by by Radiohead
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In The Night Sometimes
Sometimes I can never sleep
and I lay awake thinking
sometimes my brain stays quite
sometimes I am inflamed with passion
sometimes I think about
and wonder what was intended
when they made up Friendship
I think of all I know
all I want to know
and all that will never be known
then sometimes I just
fall asleep
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Friends, Passion and Friends No More
I have seen Passion Storm
and sweep away obstacles.
Did Romeo and Juliet's
passions storm;
such that only death could
their passions stay?
Witness raging desire;
hearts bursting;
love amok;
mouths rampant;
where loins ache.
I have seen these tempests blow
seating themselves
in life's centers
swirling down among
those of us who love
with every passion mote
we possess;
gladly we give it
don't we?
For to fall into passion
is to become possessed
of the sweet possession
that tingles the soul
and massages
all our secret places.
But still,
who has not seen passion too,
prove too strong for friends
who slept together for the first time
to find passion imagined
is not passion gained;
both then
sometimes lose
both passion's touch
and friendship's solace-
both equal sweet
to the tongue-
both bitter in the mouth's regrets.
Friendship goes sometimes
tamped down by passion's regrets;
trailing away in the misty past
'good friends'
making love receding.
Passion sometimes crushes
both passion and friendship
and these two hurl themselves
into the dark pit
where mistakes are kept.
Sad to have good friends
become passion's road-kill;
both lying by the side of the road;
still:
fresh quiverings,
while life's cars and trucks
lumber by
air rushing-
swooping both down
into the road side ravine,
where they lay side by side
for a road-side eternity.
Ah, sad I know.
But who will
trade passion's call
and forestall
it's sweet voice
chiming?
Next time,
we phoenix-like
grow new wings,
soar anew
which tells
us
passion is always
lifting its wings
and flying
sometimes too close
to the Sun.
But we
risk all again
don't we
for its call;
because that
is the way
we are built.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Is pursuing sex inferior?
No sooner did I behold her
Than I fell in love with her.
No sooner did she behold me
Than I fell insane of her.
Her fire has burnt my shame and fame.
Shameless and fameless I wander.
With our ties, other ties were lighter.
No ties other than hers were tighter.
Like god to you, she’s to me, the supreme.
In her I find what you do in God.
Love spiritual, seeks union.
Love sexual, seeks union.
You surrender to God with beliefs.
I surrender to her with wills.
To love God stems from the culture.
To love from sex springs from the nature.
Love of God might burn love of sex
But will emit smoke that holds your breath.
Love of God is the will of man.
Love of sex is the will of God.
You and I are same in pursuits.
Pursuits count, not the objects.
Is practicing sex inferior?
Is writing of sex obscene?
17.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A goal catch
Friend is tendership
For life...
Female friendship is
Very loveable
Friendship....
Female frienship is
Some time wine...
Some time boor...
Some time fine...
some time valubale...
What you want...?
Malking your friendship
Is good for femle
Enjoy life...
Catch the goal...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Other One Needs
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
He's nothing but a whatever he wants to be.
He lives,
And breathes...
From a different,
Reality.
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And they got exactly what...
The other one needs.
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And they got exactly what...
The other needs.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
The other one needs.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
The other one needs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Passion and happiness
Eliminating passion is not happiness.
Suppressing passion is not happiness.
Spending passion only is happiness.
Happiness is nothing but the sprouts of happiness.
18.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Is not Atma male?
Atma is female. Parmatma is male.
Atma seeks Parmatma.
It is the notion.
Female is stable. Male is motile.
Male seeks female.
Is simile in order?
20.12.2001, Pakd
[atma = individual spirit;
parmatma = the universal spirit]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Passion From Within
If you want something, you’ve got to believe you can have it, and take a stand;
Give it all you got, and reach out your hand;
You can’t just go through life without falling in fire;
In time, I think you’ll find what you truly desire;
Find your true passion, the passion from within;
If you can’t find your passion, then don’t stop until you do;
For only yourself can find the true you;
Just take a deeper look inside;
Life isn’t always going to be an easy ride;
You can’t always get what you desire, you have to fight;
You can find your way, because God is the light;
When your life gets rough, and you feel bad, just pray;
If you don’t understand, talk to God, He is the way;
When you find your passion, hold it, and don’t ever let it go;
You will have your days that the good in you will show;
Is it your turn to shine?
Come on, I think it’s time
My time has come, so let’s begin
For I have found the passion, The Passion from within
poem by Shelby Brockway
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To Cloe
Whilst I am scorch'd with hot desire,
In vain cold Friendship you return,
Your drops of pity on my fire,
Alas! but make it fiercer burn.
Ah! would you have the flame suppress'd,
That kills the heart it heats too fast,
Take half my passion to your breast,
The rest in mine shall ever last.
poem by Matthew Prior
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What's Christmas?
Once more the Christmas has arrived
For me and for you
It's a date to everyone get glad
And get amused united, re-united
Christmas' the Love's spirit
It's time of giving, everybody of us, the hands
And thank to God for everything we had conquered
And attained through the year
The Christmas' trees are full with message cards
The lights placed on them are radiating
Meanwhile the children sing
And your fathers get entertained talking to each other
Everything's in perfect harmony
This is the Festivity that expected
Represented by the Spirits' Greatness
Portrayed by inward Force from each of us
Expressed by the supreme God's Will
Christmas isn't earn gifts
Christmas isn't earn money
Christmas isn't only to eat and to drink
Christmas isn't just sending cards to ours acquaintances, it's to be present with them
Christmas is, really, re-unite with us ours brothers
Christmas is, really, to spend the time with your Family
Christmas is the Spirituality of Sublime and Elevated
Anyway, Christmas' a Divine tenderness
Christmas' the charm's time
When the lights that adorn everything are on
It's Christmas when the Sun, for everyone of us, shines
In this beautiful hot summer's time
Christmas' Day
A party to everybody of us share happiness
Celebrated everywhere
Heating each heart up
Christmas' Day: a meeting with all the Families
Christmas' Day: a re-union with immense links
Until the next Christmas, I desire the Families will be better
I desire too the friends will be happier
That the vital Spirit lasts within each of us
And that, finally, everybody lives always pleased
Happy Merry Christmas and prosperous New Year for you, for your Family and for everyone who you love!
poem by Light's Magus
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You Plus Me
You + Me = Happiness,
You + Me = Love.
Love + Happiness = Togetherness,
You + Me = Tenderness.
You + Me = Forever!
Forever + Tenderness = I'm Happy,
My Happiness = You.
Baby, I don't think you know how happy you make me.
You + My Happiness = Marriage,
Vows + Rings = Symbols of our Love for Each Other.
I don't know what else to say,
I love and You are not a variable!
You are a constant.... And I love you
poem by Tiffany Wolf
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You Plus Me
You + Me = Happiness,
You + Me = Love.
Love + Happiness = Togetherness,
You + Me = Tenderness.
You + Me = Forever!
Forever + Tenderness = I'm Happy,
My Happiness = You.
Baby, I don't think you know how happy you make me.
You + My Happiness = Marriage,
Vows + Rings = Symbols of our Love for Each Other.
I don't know what else to say,
I love and You are not a variable!
You are a constant.... And I love you
poem by Tiffany Wolf
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Attractive Female Wanted
(rod stewart / gary grainger)
Im tired of buying penthouse and oui and hustler
Its friday night Im all alone still a bachelor
She said shed call me when shed finished work
Havent heard a word all day
I may not be warren beatty or mohammed ali
(attractive female wanted)
I aint asking a great deal, just a female to move in with me
(attractive female wanted)
Ill share all my records, toothbrush and car
And color tv, honestly
A single girl for my single bed is my remedy
(attractive female wanted)
She doesnt have to be a movie star
Cover of a magazine
She can work in a garage all day
In the evening some canteen
Im tired of blind dates making silly mistakes
Its embarrassing
(attractive female wanted)
Ive had no complaints
But obviously youve guessed
No compliments
(attractive female wanted)
Wont someone please answer my prayers
Before Im old and grey
(attractive female wanted)
Ive been lonely too long
All of my family think Im gay
She doesnt have to be a movie star
Cover of magazine
She can work in a garage all day
In the evening some canteen
Attractive female wanted
Active female wanted
I may get drunk stink like a skunk
But shell look after me
(attractive female wanted)
Put me to bed ease my aching head
And made fuss of me
You know what I gonna do
Think Ill write a letter
To mr. hugh heffner confidentially
Dear sir
A single girl for my single bed is my remedy
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Passion
Passion does not have Culture's or
level's of studies passion comes
from the heart, how one sees life
from inside the soul, passion is like
a savage animal, that does not
understand or knows what he
feels; but has inside him the
passion that awakes his instinct
of savage love, Passion has nothing
but a soul and a desire to love.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Loves lament
Loves Lament.
The dragon sings his mating song
and voices his sad loneliness.
To be alone he feels is wrong
he seeks a mate a dragoness.
He sings it from the mountain peaks.
A song of love and tenderness
He lets the world know that he seeks
to find a mate a dragoness.
But female dragons are so rare
his hopes of happiness are few.
His lament fills the upper air
there’s nothing else that he can do.
He sings his love song every night
when day is done and twilight falls.
He hopes one day that he just might
receive an answer to his calls.
He sings his plaintive melody
resounding clearly everywhere
and always listens carefully.
He’s sure that there must be somewhere.
A dragoness who’s lonely too.
One fine night he hears a voice
an answer that’s long overdue.
His heart aflame he must rejoice.
A dragoness has heard his call
and from afar she quickly flew
. She lands upon his eyrie wall.
says” I am Flame but who are you”
He bows to her and he replies
“ My name is Star I live alone.
Your coming took me by surprise
The greatest gift that I have known”
She says that she too seeks a mate.
His love call lifted her despair.
Perchance it’s time to celebrate.
She thinks they’ll make a lovely pair.
He then proposes formally
for Dragons are a polite race
and she accepts him readily
and couches her reply in grace.
But still each night the dragon sings
of how he loves his dragoness.
Enfolds her safely in his wings
and treats her with great tenderness.
You may not think my tale is true.
For fools say dragons don’t exist
I can assure you that they do.
That’s why the legends still persist.
Although they may be far and few.
If you are lucky you may see
a pair of dragons: If you do
then just enjoy it quietly.
There is no need to brag and boast.
you will be labelled as insane.
But you are luckier than most
to see the dragons fly again.
Oct 05
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Passion Is Power Transformative
passion creates no choice
passion productivity produce
passion desire compels excels
passion is power transformative
passion is creation seductive
passion is emotive abilities
passion is mind romance
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love is the hope of life, it is the desire for happiness, it is revelation and admiration, it is the union with the loved one, the only one who can offer us perfect happiness as a privilege of the divine and mysterious life.
Camelia Oprița in The word opens the human mind - Saint Nicholas Publishing House
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