My name is usually the one on the end of people's lips.
quote by Ian Wright
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I Can't Kiss You
I can't kiss you as one drop
my lips are a boat that loves to wave your ocean
I can't kiss you as one match
my lips are the matchbox that lights your lips' fire
I can't kiss you as one moment
my lips are the clock that loses its hours
I can't kiss you as one lips' graze
my lips like to write long carmine stories
I can't kiss you right now
my lips need a romantic cosiness
I wouldn't like just to kiss you
my lips would like to pad into your lips' flower
(eternity)
poem by Ata Augustyn
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Voodooded Lips
VOODOODED LIPS
esspeecee …18.06.09.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll reflect you lips’ eloquence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll blush-in by your lips’ glittrence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll unfold your lips’ innocence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll savor to the lees your lips’ elegance.
In the mirror of silence
I get psychic catharsis
In our lip lock reminiscences.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll siphon in your lips’ effulgence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll grope your lips
In abyssal absence.
In the mirror of silence
My lips will coalesce
In your lips’ effervescence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll be vortexed by
Lips’ psychedelic resonance.
In the mirror of silence
We’ll passionately hug
With sensuous confluence.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll smear lips by
Your lips’ fragrance.
In the mirror of silence
We’ll tie-up our lips
In Monalisian resemblance.
In the mirror of silence
I’ll fresco my lips
From your lips’ brilliance.
In the mirror of silence
My lips will stain
By your lips’ every essence.
I’m voodooded by:
In the mirror of silence,
Your lips’ excellence,
And deluxe luminance.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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Steal The Thunder
Here you come again, lookin' for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin' like you're dressed to kill
Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now it's time to pay your dues
Don't you hear a word I say? Just turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, I'm tellin' you, I'm through with you
I know where you go when you need to get some
Bad little actress on a mattress, it's seduction, anything for you
You don't you hear a word I say, so turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, you're history
I've been watching what you do, and it doesn't take a fool
To see what we've been through, oh, gonna turn the page on you
(Solo)
You don't you hear a word I say, so turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, oh, I'm through with you
Read my lips, oh, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, you're history
Oh yeah, read my lips, I said, read my lips, read my lips
Just read my lips
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song performed by by Loverboy
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Maybe I'm crazy
I am not Emo
I’m not a Goth
I’m perfectly normal
But I know what it feels to be lost
Stuck in the crowd
Can’t hear a sound
Feels like I’m pushed back in the distance
Can’t come out
Do people see?
Do they believe?
Or am I just crazy from being lonely?
The words burst from my lips as I scream
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
Am I forgotten? Am I just crazy?
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
Somebody hear me
Somebody save me
I check my phone, nobody calls
I can’t help, but feeling so forgot
I put on a show, nobody knows
Where did all the people I used to love, go?
I see a face, forgot its name
But they don’t seem to recognize me, anyway
All of my friends are with somebody else
And now I’m sitting here all by myself
(All by myself)
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(But the people, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, don’t know about me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe)
I took a chance, got sick of the burn
There’s no need of me, to feel so undeserved
People walk by, I try to say hi
But they even try to talk to me, why?
Is it my face? Is it my name?
Or am I just overreacting, and going insane?
I know they see me, I know they see me
So why are they leaving?
Why did they leave me?
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, don’t know about me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I? , maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody please save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh just maybe)
Live life they say, it’s the only you’ve got
But how can you live? How can you give?
If there’s nothing you’ve got
Well I’ve got myself, and I’ve got my dreams
But I guess I’ll just have to live them separately
Stuck in the shadow, I need someone else
How can I get them to notice me, so I won’t be by myself?
Do you hear?
Do you see?
Or am I just another nobody, who has nothing? (nothing)
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, they don’t know me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe just maybe)
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
Oh
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
Oh
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, they don’t know me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
(Am I crazy?)
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe)
Just maybe
Maybe I’m crazy
(Save me)
Maybe I’m crazy
(Don’t forget me)
Maybe I’m crazy
(Don’t go baby no)
Maybe I’m crazy
Just maybe
Maybe
poem by Sugar Bear
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The fetish object
He told me that he liked me for my lips.
I didn’t know then he liked only my lips
Nor did I know that he would not indulge
In any act other than kissing lips.
What I found erotic turned repugnance.
What I pandered turned to be an ordeal.
He not handling but my lips in bed,
I soon cringed at his approach itself.
My lips have become to him a fetish object.
I regret having got married to him.
The want of spontaneity and variety
Have put me in cold storage,
My lips being sore and body burning.
09.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Show
i have seen this
dalmatian, dancing, and
taking rightly all the cues of
his master.
he adds three plus three
equals six. Six barks.
and his tails waggle
for the correct answer.
the people get excited
watching the dalmatian,
trying to speak the language
of numbers and a human
display of his emotions.
at the park a woman kisses
a man. Lips to lips. The man's
hands holding her butt.
The hard bone protrudes.
The palms are wet.
the dalmatian stops his acts.
and people too stop watching him.
they are watching the real show.
Kiss.Lips to lips. Hands and hearts
Bold at the park. The grasses
are clapping their hands. And the
clouds laugh and do not leave.The sun
pockets a smile. Thumbs up
The trees signal.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If You Are My Food Spread On The Table
granting arguendo
my dear beautiful girl
that you are my food for dinner
what shall i take first?
your lips, oh, i love delicious lips
sweet lips, wet lips and tight lips, and
gripping lips to my lips
then your eyes
so i can enter your soul
these windows that cannot close
someone so lovely and loving you
as i try to be this air
invisible and yet so essential
to your being
i shall take every flesh in you
and every bone and every nerve
but there is one thing i shall not attempt to take
away from you
your heart, you may not tell me, but i know
it already belongs to someone else
in respect for true love
i shall leave it there
breathing, wishing, and still loving....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lips of Greed
I had no idea how thick their lips of greed were!
I just 'assumed' everyone was making a fashion statement.
'Where have you been?
Greed has been all over the news for years.'
So has botox and lip injections.
'Wait a minute!
I thought you said you had been bitten by a 'wasp'! '
I was!
It was the same one who did the injections and the botox.
For thousands.
And I mean THOUSANDS.
'Is that how you managed to lose so much weight?
Because your lips had become so huge?
I didn't want to say anything before.
But your lips are noticeably gigantic.'
Yeah,
But I wanted them to appear natural.
Like the others who you said,
Believed they could attract success.
Because they had 'lips of greed'.
'WHAT?
I was using that as a metaphor.'
A meta-4?
What's a meta for?
'People like you would kill themselves for a dollar.'
I wish you had said something,
Before my lips became big as pillows.
'Don't worry about it!
I am surprised you haven't smothered yourself,
Already.'
Are you suggesting something?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The lips visible
Lips are woman’s visible assets
Luscious lips are much seductive.
Angelina Julia’s are the epitome.
Lips are the substitutes to the hidden lips.
15.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Kiss
Lips' language to lips' ears.
Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.
Two roving loves who have left home,
pilgrims to the confluence of lips.
Two waves rise by the law of love
to break and die on two sets of lips.
Two wild desires craving each other
meet at last at the body's limits.
Love's writing a song in dainty letters,
layers of kiss-calligraphy on lips.
Plucking flowers from two sets of lips
perhaps to thread them into a chain later.
This sweet union of lips
is the red marriage-bed of a pair of smiles.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Our Lips Are Sealed
(Verse 1)
Can you hear them
They talk about us,telling lies
Well that's no suprise
Can you see them
See right through them?
They have no sheild
No secrets to reveal
(Chrous)
It doesnt matter what they say,
in the jealos games people play
Our lips are sealed!!
(Verse 2)
Theres a weopen,
that we must use.
Silence
Spreading rumors, so far from true
Dragged up from the underworld
Just like some precious pearl
(Chrous)
It doesnt matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Our lips are sealed
Pay no mind to what they say
It doesnt matter anyway
Our lips are sealed
(verse 3)
Hush, my darling
Don't you cry
Queit, angel
forget their lies!!!!
(Verse 1 repeated)
Can you hear them
they talk about us
Telling lies
well thats no suprise
(Chrous)
It doesnt matter what they say
in the jealos games people play
our lips are sealed!
Pay no mind to what they say
It doesnt matter anyway
Our lips are sealed!!
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Our Lips Are Sealed
Can you hear them
They talk about us
Theyre telling lies
Well, thats no surprise
Can you see them
See right through them
Yeah that happens to you
Nothing gets through for you
Doesnt matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Yes, our lips are sealed
When we walk by
Then we must chose
In our defense
Silence
When you look at them
Look right through them
Thats when theyll disappear
Thats when well be feared
Doesnt matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Yes, our lips are sealed
Pay no mind to what they say
It doesnt matter anyway
Hey hey hey
Our lips are sealed
Hush my darling, dont you cry
Quiet, angel, forget their lies
Can you hear them
They talk about us
Telling lies, telling lies
Thats no surprise
Can you see them
See right through them
Yeah that happens to you
Nothing gets through for you
Doesnt matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Yes, our lips are sealed
Pay no mind to what they say
It doesnt matter anyway
Hey hey hey
Yes, our lips are sealed
song performed by by Everclear
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I cannot remember a time when the question on so many people's lips was "How can we prevent war?" There is a widespread understanding among the people of this nation, and probably among the people of the world, that there is no safety except through the prevention of war.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Read My Lips
Words and music: doug johnson, mike reno, neil shilkin
Here you come again, lookin for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin like youre
Dressed to kill
Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now its time to pay your dues
Dont you hear a word I say?
Just turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, Im tellin you, Im through with you
I know where you go when you need to get some
Bad little actress on a mattress, its seduction
Anything for you
You dont hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And, read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, youre history
Ive been watching what you do
And it doesnt take a fool
To see what weve been through
Oh, gonna turn the page on you
(guitar solo)
You dont hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my tips, oh, Im through with you
Read my tips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, youre history
Oh yeah, read my lips
I said, read my lips
Read my lips
Just read my lips
song performed by by Loverboy
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Lucky Lips
Dah dup dap dap dup dah dup dah dah
Dup dah dup dah dah dup oh_
When I was just a little baby
I didnt have many toys
But my momma used to say son, you got
More than other boys
Now you may not be good looking and you may not
Be too rich
But youll never ever be alone
cos youve got lucky lips
Lucky lips are always kissing
Lucky lips are never blue
Lucky lips will always find a pair of lips so true
I dont need a four leaf clover
Rabbits foot or good luck charm
With lucky lips youll always have a baby
In your arms
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Lips Dance
Kiss is
Danceses for
Lips...
Lips is
Danced for
Words...
With out word...
Lips danced with
Kiss is
A lips dance...
With sex...
With love...
With gift...
With happy...
With wish...
with to with
Danced for lips
A kiss...
Thankiss...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Wall Clock And The Stairs....
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
gathered,
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
and i listen, listen all too well
and i ask myself, from where do all these lonely people come from?
and i ask some of them, from where do you come from?
all the lonely and sad people do not answer
they are well dressed, and square and straight and prim and proper
their lips are sealed and their gazes are deep
all the lonely and sad people with their wits on, their wisdom kept
in the silence of their boxes
that thorax, that ax on their backs
no blood at all, no sound, nothing so bad to see
from all these sad and lonely people
who have gathered here
knowing perhaps that we all look the same,
and behave in the same manner
of the wall clock and the stairs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Read My Mind
would you like the cliche
of having
to read my lips?
people read lips some people
only kiss
to read the essays of the heart
some go for love
in bed
wanting to squeeze what juice is there
hidden in the pulp bits
of suppressed desire
they extract
until everything becomes as dry
as sponge
deprived of water
light as air floating between that space
claimed by both
the roof and the ceiling
it's funny, you come out of the room
with a quiz
and there are no answers
for there are no questions
what do they need from you? you ask.
if you pay attention, they only need your time
and when this is taken
you become one of those thrown away
garbage of an imagination
flower without petals
glass without the gleam
of promises.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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O’ You My Luminescent Lips
O’ YOU MY LUMINISCNT LIPS
esspeecee …15.06.09.
With your swinging lips
Together will go for
Virgin dating
In hanging garden of Babylon.
With your nimble lips
Together will go for
Topsy-turvy rafting
In river Amazon.
With you ‘bee-stung’ bold lips
Together will go for
Enjoying redness
In setting sun on ocean.
With your pale lips
Together will go for
Dehydrating delight
In desert Sahara.
With you ‘dead-as-cold’ lips
Together will go for
Frigid, frosty fusion
On the summit of sage Himalayas.
With your streamy lips
Together will go for
Serene canoe sailing
In the river Satadru.
With your quivering lips
Together will go for
Gleeful gliding
In vast space.
With your wet lips
Together will go for
Delighting dousing dive
In bottomless Atlantic.
With your fluttering lips
Together will go for
Stupid soliloquizing
In undiscovered isle.
With your acrobatic lips
Together will go for
Glib and gracile floor exercise
In gymnastic arena of Olympics.
With your arid lips
Together will go for
Imbibing moisture
From Nigeria Falls.
With your fatigued lips
Together will go for
A sheer Sabbath in
‘Palace on wheels’ of Rajasthan.
With your creeping lips
Together will go for conversation
With tender grass carpet
In effeminate dawn.
With your aggressive lips
Together will go for a chill out in
Electrifying samba duo
In discotheque hang out.
My psychic sojourns
With your lips are: Over.
I’ll reflect beams of lights
From my prismatic eyes
On your irresistible lips
For dance of colorful rainbow.
O’ You my Luminescent Lips.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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Sensuous Lips (THE DEPTH OF MAN)
I kissed the most sensuous lips that I ever saw.
The most sensuous lips and I wanted more.
Her lips so soft, so gentle, so moist.
And the whispering of her voice.
Why is it that you love my lips so?
Is there something that I should know?
I said: when I kiss your lips I feel like
I am floating on air, and it relieves
All my worries and cares.
It puts me into a place I’ve never been before
And I’m wanting more and more.
It’s like taking a trip to the heavens above
And it shows me all your love.
Like a baby in the warmth of the mothers stomach
Safe and never rejected- but always protected.
How can a woman s lips put a mans soul on fire
And fill his heart with a burning desire?
How can her lips make you feel that you
Could move heaven and earth?
How can she show you what life is worth?
Her lips so gentle, so soft, so moist
So refreshing, so everlasting!
The taste of her lips like the taste of
The most desirable nectar on this earth
Filling my body and soul
Making me complete- making me whole.
Why do I love your lips so?
This is why!
And now you know.
poem by Louis Rams
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