Battered Husband
battered husbands too exist
a wife kicking his strong feet
slapping his rugged jaw
insulting him in front of his
friends and shouting at
him while talking breakfast
she collars him and spits
on him, his decency trampled
like a rug at the door
where she cleans her feet
from all dirt where she
stamps on his privacy
i see him smile through
all these, as though nothing
really matters, nothing
to mind nothing to be
taken seriously
she was once beautiful
a face he always adore
something wrong went
somewhere,
she went wild in the
desert of her longings
she fell on the deep abyss
of her mind
she lost her senses
on some unacceptable
pains
she cries in the wilderness
as though her soul
is taken somewhere else
and here he is
this battered husband
watching him with so
much understanding
her doctor will be coming
again today
for her injections
poem by Antonio Liao
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Help! , I lost my mobile…
Geetha was on shopping spree with her husband
And he was struggling to meet her demands
He borrowed her mobile to talk to his friend
To ask whether his credit card he would lend.
He was walking on the street
Busy talking without seeing where
he is landing his feet
And fell into an open manhole
Making his wife’s face turn pale.
Geetha screamed for help
And a policeman near her stopped
She shouted, “I lost my mobile,
My husband fell while talking on it, into manhole! ”
poem by Venkatesh M. R.
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Battered Old Bird
The landladys husband came up to town today
Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched
The tenants boy said how dya do then swore in french
Did you teach this little child these curses on my soul
You should both be shut down in the coal-hole
Thats the way to treat a child who cries out in the night
And a woman who teaches wrong from right
Chorus: hes a battered old bird
And hes living up there
Theres a place where time stands still
If you keep taking those little pink pills
Hush your mouth you hypocrite
His humour cut her deep
The tight lipped leer of judgement
That had seen her love desert her just like sleep
Filthy words on childrens lips are better, my dear spouse
Then if I were to speak my mind about this house
Chorus
On the first floor there are two old maids
Each one wishing that the other was afraid
And next door to them is a man so mild
til he chopped off the head of a visitors child
He danced upon the bonfire
Swallowed sleeping pills like dreams
With a bottle of sweet sherry that everything redeems
Chorus
And on the second floor is the macintosh man
Hes in his overcoats more than out of them
And the typewriters rattling all through the night
Hes burgundy for breakfast tight
He says one day Ill throw away all of my cares
And it is always christmas in a cupboard at the top of the stairs
Chorus
Well heres a boy if ever there was
Whos going to do big things
Thats what they all say and thats how the trouble begins
Ive seen them rise and fall
Been through their big deals and smalls
Hed better have a dream that goes beyond four walls
You think he should be sent outside playing with the traffic
When pieces of him are already scattered in the attic
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Togetherness Is Gone
My wife,
Stop cleaning the house
Please come here
To accompany me
My husband,
The house is dirty
We aren't able to pay the maid
You've already retired
My wife,
Don't cook
It's a holiday
Let us eat outside the home
My husband,
Don't eat outdoors
We need efficient
You've already retired
My wife,
Let's keep me company
Why the rush to sleep
It's still early
My husband,
I have to get up early
To clean the house
And prepare breakfast
My wife,
I have to go this morning
My friends were waiting
Long we don't meet
My husband,
Be careful on the road
Greetings for your friends
But, why not breakfast?
My wife,
You have fallen asleep last night
I see you sleeping soundly all
I don't have the heart to wake you
My husband,
I'm sorry
I don't welcome you home
But, why should sleep on the sofa?
My wife,
I have to go again
I have social activities
With my old friends
My husband,
Don't forget dinner at home
You look very dapper
Although not wear perfume
My wife,
sorry, we were very busy
I had dinner with friends
Happy dinner, dear
My husband,
I woke up too early
But you're not at home
Where are you?
My wife,
I came home at midnight
I have to go early in the morning
I don't have the heart to wake you
My husband,
I just finished washing clothes
I've found the clothes that you wear today
But, why the smell of perfume?
poem by Hasanudin Sofyan
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Shake A Leg
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Dont kick, dont fight, dont sleep at night
Its shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah
Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face
Kicking ass in the class and they tell me youre a damn disgrace
They tell me what they think but they stink and I really dont care
Got a mind of my own, move on, get out of my hair
Chorus:
Shake a leg, shake your head
Shake a leg, wake the dead
Shake a leg, get stuck in
Shake a leg, shake a leg yeah
Magazines, wet dreams, dirty women on machines for me
Big licks, skin flicks, trickey dicks are my chemistry
Goin against the grain, trying to keep me sane with you
So stop your grinnin and drop your linen for me
Chorus
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Spitting and biten and kicking and fightin for more
Chorus
song performed by by AC-DC
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My Visitors This Morning
she comes early this morning
blue all over
and i give her tea and let her speak what is in her mind.
like she is a storm today,
she has given me turbulence, speaking about how abuse
can be inflicted, verbal physical emotional, against her
a woman of virtue
and intellect, she sips the tea and breaks some cookies
her breakfast today, and she continues about
what he did to her
i am listening then the door bell rings
it is him, and he gets another tea
for sympathy and he listens to her outpouring too,
these kinds of abuse
inflicted by one to another
getting to be
so normal an occurrence, that everyone seems to accept
without question,
she is his wife
the man has white hair, and balding, and his shirt
is not well ironed, his face still unwashed,
wrinkles on his face,
she is complaining about his abuses on her person
and he merely listens
and he wants to explain how these matters started
and how they may not be true
how violent can she become
when provoked by her
mood swings
her face changes from calm to something
you will not like
and she does what you may now believe
because she kicks him
she slaps him
and he merely listens
i guess, that explains the mess, that this couple
now intruding my privacy, has found themselves into,
i tell them i have other things to do today,
and since their tea is consumed, then they must now take
their leave
my morning is not that great, actually, i do not like it
and them too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Watching The World Go Past
I sit on the front step
Just watching the world go past
People walking
People talking
I see people running from themselves
People walking their best friends
Children playing with others hearts
Teenage girls crying over the past
I just and watch the sun set
Signalling that a new day will begin soon
I watch the rising of the moon
And the dots getting ever so brighter
Watch people fall in love
People smile as if nothings wrong
I watch all the people who have nothing to do
Watching people who have nothing to loose
I sit and watch the different lives form
Watching the new scene starting
The new lives beginning with a smile
The lives coming to and end
I sit on the front step
Just watching the world go past
People walking
People talking
poem by Lesley Bass
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She Sinful Or Wild
All or nothing at all
her father had said
and it seemed right
until she met Harpoon
and he seemed her
Mr Right the one she
had been waiting for
the one she'd dreamed
about but then it all
went wrong and he
became Mr Wrong
and oh yes that was
the downfall that was
the way to her deep
depression and that
episode in the bath
when she tried to
drown herself as her
mother had before her
and she discovered her
as a child coming home
from school and the
door was ajar and when
she went in there was
her mother with her
wrists slit and blood
and her mother drowned
and dead and now sitting
there in her mother's
chair her father some
place her husband poking
some other and all or
nothing at all seemed all
there was left apart from
the few books on the shelf
the Bill Burroughs her mother
had read and left and that
Bukowski book she'd found
in some second shop and the
battered Bible which her
father had beat her about
the head and backside with
as a child when her father
had been boozing or she
had been sinful or wild.
poem by Terry Collett
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Scattered
This song is dedicated to the memory of
Annie florence davies and carol bryans.
Like a seed that is sewn
All the children are scattered
By a breeze that is blown
Now the crops are all scattered
We are torn, we are shattered
Now some of us are barmy and battered
And the fields where we gathered
Are overgrown in weeds and in tatters
Through it all we were scattered
To the fields we are scattered
From the day we are born
To grow wild and sleep rough
Till from the earth we are torn
And a soul that is free
Can live on eternally
And the spirit can live on
Though its scattered in the world beyond
And Ive been out of my mind
Ever since shes been gone
I look around that empty room
No sight nor sound
Shes left so soon
Shes out of view
But the I find
Those scattered clues she left behind
A photograph with a smiling face
A cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace
A coffee cup with her lipstick stains
I guess Ill never see her again
Now my life is all scattered
Ever since shes been gone
I feel older, I feel fatter
I feel the blues coming on
We get bruised
We get battered
But well pick up the pieces that scattered
And with emotional glue
Were gonna stick together, body and mind
Ever since she went away
Ive been alone to contemplate
Time and space and why worlds move
While sitting in my solitude
Ive watched the stars and wondered why
Theyre scattered up there in the sky
And is she up there out of view
On some higher platitude
I wish I knew
Wish I could prove
The reason why this life on earth
Is scattered like the universe
Im scattered here and scattered there
Bits of me scattered everywhere
To the fields we are scattered
Then from the dust we are born
We survive somewhat battered
To a new life, a new dawn
In the end what will it matter
Therell only be my ashes to scatter
And all the logical answers
To a worrying mind
Will be scattered in time
Beaten and battered
To the earth you are scattered
Youre going home so what does it matter
To an atomic mind
Scattered here while you travel time
song performed by by Kinks
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Making A Scene
Making a scene
I'm coming clean
Thought I'd like to put you in your place
My drink in your face
Wouldn't look so bad
Now I'll live this down
Let me know if I'm talking much too loud
Drawing a crowd
I don't mind if you don't mind
I'd like to see you
I'd like to take you on
I can't go wrong
Your thumbs been in my pie for much too long
Now I'm feeling strong
And I will speak my mind
I'd like to see you
I'd like to take you on
Take you on
I'd like to see you
I'd like to take you on
Take you on
song performed by by Bic Runga
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The Battered Raven
The sea swirls with its beautiful waves,
The dove sang with the
wind...
And the trees clatters
and dances to the rhythm
of the beautiful melody.
All in harmony-
yet, beside lies a crying raven, with a broken wing and a battered eyes,
lost in the world of
its unforgetable dismay-
calling for love and attention
yet no answer.
And my battered raven was dead in your arms.
Alyson
Talk about life, imitating art
Well I was sure that I heard the director yell,
Take it from the start
And I could feel my body crushing yours
Camera dollied into place
Your husbands in the front row, I couldnt look him in the face
Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong
But it grew too fast, too strong
Dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Theyre blaming it all on me
Im blaming it all on love
Well dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Just a little sexual tension
Under the guise of love
Young and tragic, I really felt the part
While we were sweating and screaming tearin out his heart
Well I was sure I heard the wind and the wires
Crying in sympathy
For star-crossed lovers, ally that aint you or me
Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong
But it grew too fast, too strong
Dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Theyre blaming it all on me
Im blaming it all on love
Well dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Just a little sexual tension
Under the guise of love
For a limited run in to your local bedroom
We knew the curtain would be coming down soon
Reviews were mixed, the press was unkind
Ally I hope they will forgive us in time, in time
Part of the attraction was that we knew it couldnt last
So we closed our eyes and held on
Dont you thing your friends are talking alyson?
Who were we trying to fool?
What was I thinking of?
Dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Theyre blaming it all on me
Im blaming it all on love
Well dont you think your friends are talking alyson?
Just a little sexual tension
Under the guise of love
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Your life is on a throne
Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time
Your voices a busted microphone
Howling, babe I'm losing my mind
I live like a turtle and this is my home
By your side
Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time
Darling, and
Sincerity's like a summer's rain
Falling, dripping off the leaf
Off a soul— born old
Dying young
It's not my fault darling
I don't show I care
I'm waking from a snare
Boastful wisps of love
Come crashing down like webs
Clinging still to me
But your voices a busted microphone
Howling, babe I'm losing my mind
Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time
And I'm losing my mind…
poem by Mark Heathcote
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A Doctor’s Mistake
As towns flourish and teem with life
Of all colours and creeds
In one of them lived with his wife
A doctor, with certain needs
Life and practice were more than good
He’d friends on every side
Yet took to drugs so oft he could
Which soon would turn the tide
One day a bad mistake was made
A fault he tried to hide
With pills a man in bed was laid
Who very nearly died
His medicine was wrong of course
The doctor was so high
The dose he gave could kill a horse
A man would surely die
For many years the doctor’s wife
Had prayed both night and day
For God to change her husband’s life
And take the drugs away
Her prayers were heard God saw how sad
His daughter lived with tears
Although her husband’s deeds were bad
God freed them of their fears
The doctor’s heart began to melt
He joined his wife in prayer
“Oh Lord my God what guilt I’ve felt
Since knowing You are there”
Salvation came because a wife
Had knelt in fervent prayer
Not only had her husband life
But now! Life’s Truth they share.
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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I Saw God Today.... For My Pal Smoky
I saw God today, on a mountain high,
As the wind blew through my hair.
I saw God today in the clear blue sky,
I felt small and humble there.
I saw God today, in the desert sands,
As the Joshua Trees reached for the sky.
I saw God today in the arid sands,
And heard the coyotes mournful cries.
I saw God today in the desert sun,
And in the desert willow bells.
I saw God today, just one on one,
In beautiful stones and ancient sea shells.
I saw God today and he saw me,
I could reach out and touch his face.
I saw God in that vast dry sea,
And now my soul is full of grace.
I saw God today, in the great Southwest,
God saw my heart, and I saw his.
I can't still the thunder in my chest,
You see, that's where heaven is.
4/4/12 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Im Just Talkin About Tonight
Im not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
Im just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
Im not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather were wrong or were right
Im not talking about hooking up or hanging out
Im just talking about tonight
You were sittin on your barstool, and talking to some fool who didnt have a
Clue
Well I guess he couldnt see you were looking right at me cause I was looking
At you too
And its do you want to dance, have we ever met
You said, hold your horses boy, I aint that easy to get
Im not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
Im just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
Im not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather were wrong or were right
Im not talking about hooking up or hanging out
Im just talking about tonight
She said, I wanna take it slow by now you oughta know that I aint diggin
This
If we can start as friends the weekend just might end with a little kiss
She said, Im a lady lookin for a man in my life,
Who will make a good husband, Ill make a good wife
Easy now
Im not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
Im just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
Im not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather were wrong or were right
See, Im not talking about hooking up or hanging out
Im just talking about tonight
Yeah, Im just talking about a little bit later on tonight
song performed by by Toby Keith
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The College Colonel
He rides at their head;
A crutch by his saddle just slants in view,
One slung arm in splints, you see,
Yet he guides his strong steed - how coldly too.
He brings his regiment home -
Not as they filed two years before,
But a remnant half-tattered, and battered, and worn,
Like castaway sailors, who - stunned
By the surf's loud roar,
Their mates dragged back and seen no more -
Again and again breast the surge,
And at last crawl, spent, to shore.
A still rigidity and pale -
An Indian aloofness lines his brow;
He has lived a thousand years
Compressed in battle's pains and prayers,
Marches and watches slow.
There are welcoming shots, and flags;
Old men off hat to the Boy,
Wreaths from gay balconies fall at his feet,
But to him - there comes alloy.
It is not that a leg is lost,
It is not that an arm is maimed,
It is not that the fever has racked -
Self he has long since disclaimed.
But all through the Seven Days' Fight,
And deep in the Wilderness grim,
And in the field-hospital tent,
And Petersburg crater, and dim
Lean brooding in Libby, there came -
Ah heaven! - what truth to him.
poem by Herman Melville
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Marriage is the union of disparate elements. Male and female. Yin and yang. Proton and electron. What are we talking about here Nothing less than the very tension that binds the universe. You see, when we look at marriage, people, we're are looking at creation itself. I am the sky, says the Hindu bridegroom to the bride. You are the earth. We are sky and earth united.... You are my husband. You are my wife. My feet shall run because of you. My feet shall dance because of you. My heart shall beat because of you. My eyes see because of you. My mind thinks because of you and I shall love because of you.
quote by Andrew Schneider
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The Supreme Soul
In awakeness,
I was there,
My mind was there,
My body was there,
In my dreams,
I was there,
My mind was there,
But my body was lost.
In my deep sleep,
I was there,
But I lost the mind,
So do I lost my body.
In my state beyond,
In the depth of my sleep,
I never sleep,
Nor did I awake,
It was a state,
Of no movement,
No dreams,
And no thinking!
I was without knowledge,
But I was the knowledge,
I was the illumination,
Of the supreme soul,
With whom I parted
On my birth.
I lost my memory,
Of my parent soul
But for the active
Five senses
Of my body,
The gift of the supreme soul!
I attained him,
When I lost the senses,
When I lost the earthly bond
When I lost the turbulations,
Of the earthly passions!
In union with him
The supreme soul
I lost my self,
And my soul,
Melted and immersed
With the supreme soul!
poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
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Woman
Woman,
You must be led by your husband around always;
For the tiller of the ground is stronger in the mud of your love,
And like the sole of your feet in the day of the heat.
Cole, hole, mole, pole, bole, sole, dole, role;
On the face of the waters of love to read out your letter,
For the message is very clear to my ears and i am ready.
Love, dove, rove, hove, move, cove, wove;
My reward is better to me but i heard your voice!
And you are my witness of this love because,
You must be led by your husband always.
Shine and bring forth my lover!
For the right time has come for me to go to the West;
And many of my friends are being eyposed because of lust,
But the naked woman next to me is on guard.
Like the first of the tree which is sublte and crafty,
But i do have my monetary blessings to share with you;
Woman,
In the deep sleep of your love will i call you to wake up!
For the world is always at war with each other.
You must respect your husband for,
You are made from the flesh and bone from a man's side;
So upon you is your husband as your head,
And i will be watching you always in the full moon.
Walk through the door of my mind and let me teach you,
And like the half moon of love resting on your shoulders;
So shine and bring forth your love always around your husband.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I will make a Stand
I will make a Stand
Today I will kiss my past goodbye
No more pain and no more cries
Today I will cast my worries aside
And start my day with a smile
Today I will make a stand
With my very own hands
And think of tomorrow with a smile on my face
with a heart full of hope
and mind full of understanding
Weep I shall no more
For today I will make a stand
to face what I have been dreamed upon
with our HEAVENLY FATHER’S helping hand
By D.C.D dated 24.01.2010
poem by Desiree C. D.
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