In France, a woman may forget that she is neither young nor handsome; for the absence of these claims to attention does not expose her to be neglected by the male sex.
quote by Marguerite Gardiner
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Protesting In The Nonsense Called Denial
Like it to accept or not,
But those sharing deceits...
Are people of equal mentalities.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And those looking for physical differences,
To live one step above the other...
Forget,
On which common soil...
There is a placing of similar footsteps.
With the going through the same process.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And to make accusations they do,
That are seen to be reflected and familiar...
Only upsets the ones refusing to see themselves.
And those who refuse to see themselves,
Are all over the place...
Protesting in the nonsense called denial.
And...
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Women
This world is, because of the woman
this universe is, because of the woman
nothing exists without the woman
our existence is, because of the woman.
Why being a woman then
should be humiliation?
Why a woman then
should face indignation?
always the woman becomes the prey...?
always the woman has no say.....?
The woman is a mother, also a mother–in-law
the woman is a sister, also a sister-in-law
the woman has many roles to play
a daughter-in-law perfects that night & day.
Why then a woman does
torture another woman?
Why does a ma-in-law
torches a daughter in-law?
Why does a woman destroy another’s world?
Why does jealousy overcomes a sister-in-law?
In the woman, power is manifest,
yet she is unaware and that is a jest.
she becomes Durga when in rage
telling everyone, she is no sage
the woman is where, awakening is there
her absence creates crematoriums everywhere.
Why do then a woman abhor the birth of a female?
Wants a child, whose gender is male?
the male is indebted to her for the courage and life
yet no rewards for the woman, her entire life.
This is the story of the woman, full of anguish
Plight of a woman is because of another’s wish
Exploitation of the woman could not have taken place
Had a woman given the other a little more space.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Repeated Poem...
there is a handsome young man
residing in a far away mountain
he writes love poems...
it so happens that there is this
lonely woman who reads each poem
and amazed by said poems
she climbs the mountain to see the
man and tell him that she
loves him too...
the man is puzzled and the woman asks why?
those poems are not
for her, he says
and the woman is sad
goes down the mountain telling herself
that the handsome young man is a liar
and that from that time on
she will never read any of his poems....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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U.s. Male
(words & music by jerry reed)
Now, i'm a u.s. male 'cause i was born
In a mississippi town on a sunday morn
Now mississippi just happens to occupy a place
In the southeastern portion of this here united states
Now that's a matter of fact, buddy
And you know it well
So i just call myself the u.s. male
That's m-a-l-e, son. that's me!
Now i said all that to say all this
I've been watchin' the way
You've been watchin' my miss
For the last three weeks you been hot on her trail
And you kinda upset this u.s. male
You touch her once with your greasy hands
I'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber band
She's wearin' a ring that i bought her on sale
And that makes her the property of this u.s. male
You better not mess with the u.s. male my friend
The u.s. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in
You know what's good for yourself son
You better find somebody else son
Don't tamper with the property of the u.s. male
Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snow
The u.s. male is on his toes
Quit watchin' my woman, for that ain't wise
You ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyes
I catch you 'round my woman, champ
I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp
Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well
To quit playin' games with this u.s. male
You better not mess with the u.s. male my friend
The u.s. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in
You know what's good for yourself son
You better find somebody else son
Don't tamper with the property of the u.s. male
Sock it to me
All right...now i'm gonna tell it like it is son
I catch you messin' 'round with that woman of mine
I'm gonna lay one on ya. you're talkin' to the u.s. male
The american u.s. male
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has it, and no handsome woman agreeable without it.
quote by William Wycherley
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I am that woman
I am the woman you cannot stand
I am the woman you cannot part
I am the woman who will f*** your brains up
I am the woman who will make you love
I am the woman who will make you so mad you’ll forget your name
I am the woman who your mother will love
I am the woman who will make your mates laugh
I am the woman who will make you speak all night
I am the woman who will make you go ballistic
I am the woman who will annoy you all the time
I am the woman who you’ll find irresistibly cute
I am the woman who will make you forget what you do
I am the woman who you’ll spend all day in bed with
I am the woman who will make passionate love like a beast
I am the woman who will get you out of control
I am the woman who will make you lose your soul
I am the woman who you will accept defeat to
I am the woman who will make you sad when I leave the room
I am the woman who will drive you crazy when we meet
I am the woman who you’ll want to sit all night and stare me sleep
I am the woman who you’ll hate and love
And I am the woman who you’ll never f***ing forget!
…and you know it’s all true….
poem by Evita Velvet
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Maryette Myers
Air -- "Lily of the West"
Come all you sympathizing friends, wherever you may be,
I pray you pay attention and listen unto me;
For it's of a fair young lady, she died, she went to rest,
She was called handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
Her name was Maryette Myers, and her age I do not know,
Her cheeks were red as roses, her eyes were black as sloes;
She was loved by all surrounding friends, and some that loved her best,
They called her handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
She was a fair young damsel as ever you wish to see,
And in the circle of her friends they miss her company;
They miss the merry laughter of that loved one gone to rest,
They called her handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
She was before the looking glass, poor girl, her hair to comb,
She was taken blind, she nearly fell, she only gave a moan,
Her friends they caught her in their arms and laid her down to rest,
She was the handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
She was away from home, and her mother dear had come
To see her darling daughter, her dear loving one;
She left a true lover, a lover with the rest,
That loved this handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
"She was buried on her wedding day," these words a friend gave,
Her lover went as a mourner, a mourner to her grave,
His name was Forest Dilly, a young man over west,
He loved this handsome Maryette, the lily of the west.
poem by Julia A Moore
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Protagonist
A woman of her nature…
What is that…
Who is that…
Why is that…
Kind …and respect is due…
Loveable…and respect is over due…
Mother…and disrespected…
Lover…and confused…
Daughter and misunderstood…
Sister and forgotten…
Friend and the phone never rings…
So many women…
So many men…
Are abusing each other…
To each other they forget…
The male, female protocol…
Men have lost there balls…
Women don’t think to call…
Let men know…
SHE is his queen…
SHE is his gift…
SHE is woman…
God’s special creation…
Male and female…
Wake up…
Respect one another…
There is nothing else.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
> whisperkwane
>
> [email protected]
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
(Berry)
Well, flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a woman walking in the sand.
She'd be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay to meet a brown eyed handsome man,
her destination was a brown eyed handsome man.
Way back in history three thousand years, in fact ever since the world began,
there's been a whole lotta good women shedding tears over a brown eyed handsome man,
a lot of trouble was a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, the Milo de Venus was a beautiful lass, she had the world in the palm of her hand
she lost both her arms in a wrestling match to win a brown eyed handsome man,
she fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind between a doctor and a lawyer man.
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself a brown eyed handsome man,
just like your daddy was, a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a two, three the count with nobody home he hit a high flyer into the stand.
A rounded third he was a-heading for home,
it was a brown eyed handsome man that won the game, It was a brown eyed handsome man.
It was a brown eyed handsome man.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Lovely kiss
On beach
Two young
lover's
lovely seen
Asking for male
One kiss...
Female did not
kiss the male...
'A...kiss me...'
Again and again
Asking for male...
Femae hit face of male
With flower hand...
Hit also 'lovely kiss'
For love...?
Male face not good...
Smile female...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Frivolous incidents
Two women were washing on a river bank,
To which was approaching a handsome man.
Their eyes glanced up for his attention.
Attention secured, watching them assured,
They dropped their glances to start washing.
Watching, the man experienced sex.
Watched, the women experienced sex.
Such incidents happen so many
To man and woman to sooth their passions.
31.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nightmares By The Sea
(j.buckley)
Beware the bottle thoughts of angry young men.
Secret compartments hide all of the skeletons.
Little girls wants to make her home with him,
In the middle of the shore, she wonders,
Dont know what you asked for.
Dont know what you asked for.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Ive loved so many times and Ive drowned the all.
From their coral graves, they rise up when darkness
Falls.
With their bones theyll scratch the window,
I hear them call,
Dont know what you asked for.
Dont know what you asked for.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Stay with me under this waves, tonight.
Be free for once in your life tonight.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Ah.ah.ah.
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Overloaded Ego
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most.
There are those who have the talent,
For being obnoxious.
Saying anything...
To agitate their lack of skills,
To rise to the top!
With sleaze categorizing,
Ambitions they will never ever drop.
Is raunchy and stooping low,
The best way to go?
Yes!
For someone seeking attention,
To expose an overloaded ego...
Needing the limelight.
And begging for it the most...
At any given opportunity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hide and go get It
Ladies! Ladies!
The male steel is in your world
Private and otherwise...
Once at the tender age
The male steel to you was like sage
A strong big pleasant scent, so plesant in fact
As that young woman you just had to re-act.
And from that day forth was a new road,
A new idea and a new feeling.
Yes! steel for the will...
The 'man trap' and woman's thrill.
Roll-Back the tape...
A woman has that which infatuates, intimidates and in most cases
still carry horns...
She has been name a pollard now and as men we know
There are no horns? ? ? ? ? or don't we?
So why do we show so much fear...
When the horn-less is near?
Speaking for me and me only....
I fear regulation and control of an affair
Out of thin air...
Speak of being 'shang-hai-ed'...That female gold mine
She will take you a trip through time...
Everytime and back again.
You need not ask how, why or when
Once you are in your adventure begins...
So my young brotheren be wise
Very wise when it comes to 'The Queen and her thighs'
Remember Adam always....you can't blame someone for what you
Truly know to be fact....and Adam knew for a fact...
Where that rule was at...
Yes! Eve's thighs to apply...and poor Adam could not deny.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Free, Male, & Twenty-one
Were free
Were male
Were twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Its not enough to be twenty-one and free
Its not the same as male and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
This is such a fine distinction
The career that weve begun
I just made twenty-one
Im old enough to run
For congressman or clerk of the public works
Or dogcatcher or something just as dumb
If I should choose to run
I make no exaggeration
Just a statement of the facts
Now Im second generation
And I am manly to the max
And no one can decree
Just who I have to be
The choice is up to me
And if I could be anything, Id be
Male and twenty-one
Its nice to be a man
I use it all I can
I never had a choice for a higher voice
But I have to say Im glad to be a man
Since this is what I am
Sigmund freud may have a crisis
With his own identity
But theres nothing wrong with me
Because I enjoy being a boy
And all that it will say upon my resume
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
If I could change
Change anything, everything
Everything in the world
Then I would make
Half of the world
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
And I dont believe in heaven
What a let down it would be
And I hope theres not a hell
But there must be a God cause he made me
Free, male, and twenty-one
Theres got to be a God cause he made me
Male and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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An Ant Gets Attention
In absence of an elephant,
In absence of an antelope
And in absence of an earthworm,
Even an ant will capture your eyes.
With cleavage hidden, belly screened,
Without sleeveless or low back blouse,
A woman can still get a man’s notice
With her face, ears, nape and lock
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
BROWN EYED HANDSOME MAN
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
he was sitting in the witness stand
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
Flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay.
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
Milo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Divisions
Millions for the Mafia! !
And of the chronicles of the wars around us;
But three men and a woman were found alone in the room last night,
And all the bacteria around produced more gas!
Willing,
Completely,
Command,
Divisions,
Abiding!
With a timber cutting machines to expose the forest,
But the young woman was very beautiful,
And the Mafia sold her for money!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We Forget Too Soon
We forget too soon
The pain of wet floors
The hand that tilled the soil
The anguish of a falling hope
The division and separation
The segregation and discrimination
We forget too soon
The hate of the Master
As he refused to use the same toilet
We forget those that died
We forget the tears and the blood
We forget the working mothers
We forget the lost sons
Everything is merry and dandy
And there is the Master again
Everybody claims their cause
Be that of God's
It is not of our culture
Let us roast them in hell
We forget history
As we re-live it again
poem by Kafayat Quadri
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