I love fashion. I love couture. I'm going to erect a shelf in my bedroom with an art light to be the spot for the shoes of the month. I want them to serve another purpose.
Sandra Bullock in Harper's Bazaar
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Fashion Follower Changelings
There are possessive in people
who collect trendy set people
like brew stock fashion flavours
of the promotion theme month
suddenly one assessment day
collectibles are so last year
fickle spot light chess chasers
out of here will shift disappear
time to get a new one new orbit sun
always creating next theme exhibit
la la la la plan next spot set paste piece
serious set fashion follower changelings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I hate the terminology of ""costume"" because my clothes are not costumes at all. I think they're high fashion, avant-garde, and more couture, definitely, and yes, some of my pieces are not particularly wearable, but I wouldn't say they're costumes, I'd say they're more couture.
quote by Christian Siriano
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J-Love In Our Ages Love In Stages
In the first month
Love was tentative
Love was laughter
Love was ecstasy
In the second month
Love made questions
Love made laughter
Love made richness
In the third month
Love gave friendship
Love gave laughter
Love gave family
In the fourth month
Love became promise
Love became laughter
Love became spring
In the fifth month
Love grew flowers
Love grew laughter
Love grew deeper
June 2,1997
poem by Marjorie DeBol DeFazio
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Foiled Again
Sitting up once again...In my bedroom
Shaking hand holds ugly head...In my bedroom
Wish I may wish I might...In my bedroom
Have this wish I wish tonight...In my bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, think of me, smile and feel all right
And when you lay your head down to sleep, may I be the one who fills your dreams...
Are you lying wide awake?...In your bedroom
Are you trying to fall asleep?...In your bedroom
Cuz your not thinking about me...In your bedroom
If you were you'd wish those thoughts would leave you...In your bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, you wonder what it was you thought you liked.
And you ask yourself what did you see, In an idle hollow fool like me
I'm not the one who fills my dreams...
song performed by by Eve 6
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Poem On A Sunday #1
nothing is really useless.
even those who only wait, has that function.
waiting.
and it is a sacrifice, just imagine
you, at the train station,
wanting to leave and be somewhere else,
yet you do what you are assigned to
do that whole week,
waiting. It saddens me.
I tremble to some extent.
Like a heavy thud
of impatient feet, throwing away the shoes
that serve no purpose.
on the other hand, i assure you,
everything has a purpose.
the cup, the saucer, the teaspoon
and the white
sugar & the coffee,
they blend and you take your day
sipping.
in your world,
there are lapses, something glitches
you see slipping moments,
and you sigh.
ah, do not worry,
they also do what you are supposed to do,
they serve us &
you serve them
a bowl of cherries, a can of laughter,
a nugget of wisdom,
and time
this time, we note what ponder can do,
what blankness can paint
what seeds can sorrow grow?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not false
My statement I love you
Is not false
That I can give guaranty
How far I love you
It is time that speaks
And love for what
That I can not say
I can say you are here
I am here and I love you
I do not care whether you
Love me or not
This much I must say
I am not here to hate
You are not my enemy
You are not here to do
Harm to me
And I am not expecting
Whatever I say should
Be honored and
I should be obeyed
This thing may serve
My purpose.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Eminem
I know how to get around to your bedroom and,
I am thinking of the first time that i pulled down your pants;
But it was like once upon the time in the bedroom of lovers.
Experimentally and exploring,
And to undress and to dress in this room;
But it all came naturally as expected,
But try to expand your mind and be free forever my love.
Smile for wisdom while the beauty of love infuses you,
For your name is Eminem in the world so sweet;
And i still do remember your bedroom of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Save Your Love
You were my woman and I was your man
You were good lookin
You know I was your biggest fan
You tried to teach me things I already knew
When you couldnt reach me
Girl, I think you knew that we were through
Baby, its over
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Put it back on the shelf
For somebody else
You said you love me, you may have been right
But hangin above me, girl,
You know that we would fight
You tried to change me and mess up my mind
Now, dont rearrange me
And girl, you know thats why youre left behind
Its over now
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Put it back on the shelf
For somebody else
Girl, you know its over
We had some good times
But now theyre gone, so long
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, save it, save it
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Put it back on the shelf
For somebody else
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Girl, I dont want it, save your love
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Girl, I dont want it, save your love
Save your love, I dont want it (save your love)
Save it for someone else (save it, save it)
Save your love, I dont need it (save your love)
Girl, I dont want it, save your love
song performed by by Kiss
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Julie
Amorphous building sites,
And of love to share with you;
But together we can share our emotinal feelings tonight.
From the post-room to the bedroom,
And i believe you will be a man full of joy!
For, i love to be with you always.
I will love to eat with you together,
I will love to learn with you together,
I will love to know your feelings,
I will love to share with you,
I will love to do everything with you,
But, play this mating game with care;
For, this thing called love is now between me and you.
My name is Julie and i love you!
So, together we can share our personal emotions tonight;
For, the bedroom of romance waits for us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Perfect Love for MY Lady Irene
Dan Cupid and St Valentine
Would seem to a be clueless pair
and quite unable to define.
What constitutes a love divine.
An old Greek god who’s lost his way.
A celibate without a clue.
Love does not need a special day
I know much better than they do.
Why I love you and you love me.
I see no need for fairy tales.
That’s why I tell you constantly
My love for you will never fail..
It’s not because you do not know
My actions serve to underline
that I love you. But even so
I must repeat that you are mine
and I am yours eternally.
Three little words are all I need
Although I say them frequently
because my love we are agreed.
No day must pass without we tell
each other.Three words we love to hear.
Although we both know very well
For perfect love casts out all fear.
All that I need you can provide
You hold my heart in your small hand
My love for you I cannot hide
Your slightest wish is my command.
My only purpose is to serve.
You are the centre of my life
you give me more than I deserve.
No man could have a better wife.
We did not need St Valentine
nor yet Dan cupid and his bow.
I knew you were meant to be mine
My guardian angel told me so.
7-Feb-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Blue Bedroom
(toby keith/chuck cannon)
Woke up this morning with day old coffee
Smoked what was left of your cigarette
Sit by the phone just in case you call me
It aint ringing yet
Youre probably half way to albuquerque
Youll hang a north up to santa fe
Youll never know just how much it hurt me
To watch you walk away
From my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you in my blue bedroom
You never told me why you were leaving
I guess you did what you had to do
If you find that love is what youre needing
Its waiting here for you
From my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you in my blue bedroom
You left a red dress, some purple shoes
That silver comb that you never used
A yellow ribbon from your hair
Baby youre still everywhere
In my blue bedroom
In my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you
Im needing you
Baby I want you
In my blue bedroom
song performed by by Toby Keith
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July....
July is the month where the families get the barbeque grills fired up.
July is the month where the night sky is light up with fire works.
July is the month where many families go out of town to be with family.
July is the month where many kids are dreary because it’s a month away for school.
July is the month where America gets to celebrate its independence from England.
July is the month where many people are dying of the heat of the summer.
July is my favorite month because it’s the time that I get to be myself around my family.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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What Will God Do?
What will God do this brand new day?
Whose world will God improve?
To whom will Jesus show the way
To guide them to the Truth?
Our God is love and truth and light
And all we know that's good.
What will God do to put things right
Within our neighbourhood?
What will God do this brand new morn?
Right from the start, He's here!
Before the light that heralds dawn,
His love casts out all fear.
His perfect love transcends the night,
Its darkness holds no power!
Our God has all things in His sight,
Each second of each hour!
What will God do for you, for me?
What prayers have Christians prayed?
What miracles are yet to be?
What wonders yet unmade?
Yet we are called to help the Lord,
As if His hands and feet.
To serve with love, not for reward,
With tenderness so sweet.
What will we do for God today
To serve our God and King?
To help Him save lost lambs astray,
To teach them psalms to sing?
Because today is quite unique,
Serve God before it's through
God knows our needs before we speak!
Yet asks, 'What will YOU do? '
poem by Denis Martindale
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Cheret
I am hidden in the bedroom of love and,
The red light is the signal of her love;
And i really love to be with her always!
But Cheret came and knocked at the door.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When the Clouds Cover My Glitz
I love hanging amongst the stars.
To sparkle and glow bright.
I love to be wished upon...
To be the focus of one's eyesight.
And when I've accomplished that mission...
I feel something I've done has pleased.
But I must admit,
I can get upset when the clouds cover my glitz.
And I am separated from those missing me.
And I do the best to shine more radiantly...
To prove to them I truly exist.
For purposes to expose more 'light'...
To satisfy more eyes that lift.
With an appetite to nourish.
Flourishing as they do as they crave my greatness.
'Don't you think that is a bit self serving? '
Oh yes!
And I wish I had more of what it is I have to give!
It is a two way street.
The brighter I shine...
The more of a purpose I serve,
They get and deserve.
Move over...
You are in my light!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Jester’s Kingdom
Inflict a wound
Serve a purpose
Do as you’re told
Serve a purpose
Cut the throat
Save a soul
Let’s see who gives a damn
Worlds forgotten
Blinded pathways
Lost soul’s die
Corruption reigns supreme
Religious hypocrites
Ride the crusaders corpses
Inflict a wound
Serve a purpose
Do as you’re told
Make me proud
A jester’s kingdom
Bastards live above
The broken man
Twist his hand
Pay penance
Thy lord commands thee
Murder innocent children
Convert, destroy, convert, destroy
poem by Paul Fisher
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The Idler’s Calendar. Twelve Sonnets For The Months. May
THE LONDON SEASON
I still love London in the month of May,
By an old habit, spite of dust and din.
I love the fair adulterous world, whose way
Is by the pleasant banks of Serpentine.
I love the worshippers at fashion's shrine,
The flowers, the incense, and the pageantry
Of generations which still ask a sign
Of that dear god, whose votary am I.
I love the ``greetings in the market--place,''
The jargon of the clubs. I love to view
The ``gilded youth'' who at the window pass,
For ever smiling smiles for ever new.
I love these men and women at their task
Of hunting pleasure. Hope, mysterious too,
Touches my arm and points, and seems to ask
``And you, have you no Juliet in the masque?''
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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The Light of Love
The light of love rests upon my face
And from within...has set me free
Love's created my... happy heart
And of hopes...of things...I'll be
The light of love abides... within...
My soul now like child
Starts my broken heart...to blossoming
With warmth....and radaince...mild
Today I have purpose...By loves
rare light...I feel
Pure love...loves pure light to
My soul... it revealed
My family...let loves light devine
Shine on us...I say...
Touch our hearts...and eyes...
That all may see
Love on us...Love...convey
Now this... my only mission is... sacrad
To send loves message far
The light of love...is my heart
Love... my guiding star
I tell my family and.... well.... well... they never listen, to these words
That only true love can say
For only true love can convey
So...If you love someone
Then... follow that heart
For when love is real and true
From love you'll never depart
For only pure love can
Fix the man with broken heart
poem by Clyde Bryson
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Sounds of Life and Love
Love: Which is more important: Love or life?
Life: Without life, there would be no love.
Love: But without love, life would have no meaning.
Life: True, but life gives birth to love.
Love: And what gives birth to life?
Life: Life gives birth to itself.
Love: Nothing gives birth to itself automatically,
There must be some cause, a reason or an action.
Life: Life is without any cause.
Love: If life is without a cause, then it is without a purpose.
Life: The purpose of life is life.
Love: No, the purpose of life is love.
Life: You must be born to exist.
Without life, there is nothing.
Love: Life is nothing growing from unborn love.
You just don't understand.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Octet
You don't love me at all? O God. O Shit.
You still 'respect me.' Thanks. I value it
About as much as one who's asked to use
A second hat when he's in need of shoes.
Since, I discover, my own self-respect
Is quite enough to keep my spine erect
Why is it true my ample self-affection
Will not suffice to buoy me in rejection?
poem by Vikram Seth
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