Void
Silence shuddered in night's deceptive arms
Memories rose and fell to insane rhythms
There was bliss that smiled for a fleeting lifetime
Which morphed to a viper's coil spewing rage
At neglect of an absent lover's selfish memory
Obsessive yearning threaded through insomniac nights
Patterned in the ebb and rush of latent desires
Needs to be met from hasty promises
Hollowed to fruition at lust's virulent grip
Trysts in creation pulsing their pagan cycles
Scents of life, of a most guarded saga...
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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Jesus To Child
Kindness in your eyes
I guess you heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
I'm blessed, I know
Heaven sent and heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
>From all this pain?
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again
But now I know
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight
Sadness in your eyes
No one guessed, or no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
Loveless and cold
With your last breath you saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
>From all these
I've waited for you all those years
And just when it began
He took your love away
But I still say
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you
On those cold, cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you
When there's no hope in sight
So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two
For every single memory
Has become a part of me
You will always be
My love
Well, I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that I kissed
Is always by my side
Oh the lover I still miss
Was Jesus to a child
song performed by by George Michael
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Crazy Clay
Is it sweet destiny that I am in your hands?
Molded to your desire on bracing fire
I wake up to lazy, latent earth trysts
As your potent fingers tease me to life
I arouse to a man's enigma, sensuous as earth
Revel in caresses that melt my brown life
Thrill to heady moments riding high
As passion waltzes her way between us
Does your woman know you in this obsessive state?
In this intimacy that riots through you and me
Perfecting union in those feverish hours
Creation at her sultry, rapturous best…
I am earth and clay most of my life
Sired by Gaia when the gods were playing
You were molded from me and breathed alive
Destiny turns a full circle now, I smile…
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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On The Nature Of Love
The night is black and the forest has no end;
a million people thread it in a million ways.
We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but where
or with whom - of that we are unaware.
But we have this faith - that a lifetime's bliss
will appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips.
Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs
brush us, pass us, give us delightful shocks.
Then peradventure there's a flash of lightning:
whomever I see that instant I fall in love with.
I call that person and cry: `This life is blest!
for your sake such miles have I traversed!'
All those others who came close and moved off
in the darkness - I don't know if they exist or not.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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My Only Memory Of You
Now you are gone
And I remember nothing from you-
Except for our nights filled with lust-
Filled with passion...
Perhaps all other memory has been swallowed into the emptiness-
From when our romance became a void-
Swallowing all sentiment...
I remember as I kissed you all over-
My breath ignited the fire,
Which lay dormant,
Inside your heart turned cold...
The silk of your naked skin,
Has burnt its mark-
As I gently caressed you all over
And I felt the fire's of your lust,
Drive me in my passion-
As your lust sought to overcome you-
With every electric charge I'd send through your body...
We would make love
And our flesh-
Our very beings would melt together,
In our flames-
Together we would dance
And sing-
In the silent depths of the night-
From dusk's twilight-
Till the light of sunrise...
For I while I could say that you were mine-
I once had you in my grasp-
My once beloved-
You were the most difficult to conquer-
I know that I loved you once-
Even when your love became lust-
But all that remains now,
Is the memory of when we were as one once-
My body on yours-
Together,
We merged in our flames once-
But fate tore us apart...
Now you are gone-
But those memories haunt me in my dreams-
Burnt into my subconscious-
Only in those moments I thought I felt your love-
Albeit it was only your lust-
You succumbed to your lust-
Steamy,
Violent silhouettes-
Breathless screams
And the sting of your nails on my skin-
The sheer bliss as we were consumed in the flames,
Of our desires-
Haunting me in my dreams...
I remember how once-
Only you could set me free-
Yet I remember nothing else-
Albeit I can say that I loved once
And I can say that I made love once...
poem by Philip Alarie
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Lovers Bliss......(a loss of true love)
Lovers Bliss
She wept with sorrow her tears down fall
Upon the ground of blood and gore
There in lies her lover's heart
That beats no more close to hers
Her heart that is heavy with out lover's bliss
She sends out a cry of gruesome death
'Why have thou forsaken me
And left me broken in sorrow and gloom'
Her tears doth fall
Like a waterfall at the loss
Of her lover in their lover's bliss no more
She recalls the days thine heart and soul left her arms
They held each other in arms entwine
Thou whispered softly upon her ears
I shall return to our lover's bliss
The memories linger on in her mind
As it dapples across her dreams
Thine tender hands caressed my soul
With loving hands a burning aching need
The passion intense with each passing kiss
We climb on high at the ecstasy of love and bliss
She cries a mountain of tears
As the memories linger on in her dreams
So deathly quite she stands atop a cliff
And trembles with remorse and pain
How can she live her life?
With out their lover's bliss
Looking towards the twilight skies
She screams at the stars above
"Crushed am I no more to live I need you by my side"
Then taking a step into the dark abyss
She joins her lover in eternal bliss
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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Pulsing Pulsing
Pulsing pulsing,
Theres a beat in his arm still.
Pulsing pulsing,
Like the throb of an anthill.
Pulsing pulsing,
No death in the rain.
Ive been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.
Im pulsing.
Youre pulsing.
Whos pulsing? .
Whats pulsing? .
Pulsing pulsing,
Theres a lump in his throat still.
Pulsing pulsing,
At the site of a crash throw.
Pulsing pulsing,
No push in the vein.
Ive been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.
song performed by by Xtc
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Pulsing Pulsing
Pulsing pulsing,
Theres a beat in his arm still.
Pulsing pulsing,
Like the throb of an anthill.
Pulsing pulsing,
No death in the rain.
Ive been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.
Im pulsing.
Youre pulsing.
Whos pulsing? .
Whats pulsing? .
Pulsing pulsing,
Theres a lump in his throat still.
Pulsing pulsing,
At the site of a crash throw.
Pulsing pulsing,
No push in the vein.
Ive been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.
song performed by by Xtc
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Special Memories
My memories are special for they leave a good feeling for me
Some just a day, a sight, a voice, an experience; you see.
They have made my life bountiful and beautiful and ever so much more
A singular memory to display an earthly journey with each an open door.
Just one memory could elicit a dialogue of meaning and feeling
To open up my humanity for a full life that was revealing.
So much has been given to us as part of our earthly treasure
The spiritual and the material; and most importanly, also nature.
Important things about life in my memory and all the rest
Seperate from our being and are the very best.
Most of these things took but a minute and others more than a day
Some like love have lasted a lifetime; along memories way.
That which caused fear, pain, sorrow or regret
To find their own repose or disappear; which would be best? .
I can withdrawn from my memory to view and savor
Very first love; and my best ice cream flavor.
I never have to replace nor even to renew
As my memory is guarded by God's love; just for me and you.
I don't believe I would trade even one memory of mine
For a taste of heavenly bread or a sip of its wine.
I leave you a sample of what I absorbed in this life
Gifts from God and you; and all with very little strife.
12-03-05 Aho Speaks
poem by AHO Speaks
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One Night Life In A Lifetime
Theres more to question than answers
And sand will slip through your hands
And love is faster than lightning
So grab it while you can mm, mm, mm...
Well Ive been searching forever
Between the bad and the good
But now I know what Im missing
And I wanna make it with you
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And babe its gotta be tonight
Babe its gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And baby it should be tonight
Baby it should be tonight
One night in a lifetime
One night, one night, one night
In a lifetime, one night
They say that love is a gamble
And luck will play a trick or two
But Ill risk all of my loving
Id put my last buck on you
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And baby its gotta be tonight
Baby its gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And baby its gotta be tonight
Baby its gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
One night, one night, one night
In a lifetime, one night
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And baby its gotta be tonight
Baby its gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
One life in a night
One night in a lifetime
And baby it should be tonight
Baby it should be tonight
song performed by by Donna Summer
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One Night In A Lifetime
There's more to question than answers
and sand will slip through your hands
and love is faster than lightning
so grab it while you can mm, mm, mm...
Well I've been searching forever
between the bad and the good
but now I know what I'm missing
and I wanna make it with you
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and babe it's gotta be tonight
babe it's gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and baby it should be tonight
baby it should be tonight
One night in a lifetime
one night, one night, one night
in a lifetime, one night
They say that love is a gamble
and luck will play a trick or two
but I'll risk all of my loving
I'd put my last buck on you
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and baby it's gotta be tonight
baby it's gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and baby it's gotta be tonight
baby it's gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
one night, one night, one night
in a lifetime, one night
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and baby it's gotta be tonight
baby it's gotta be tonight
One night in a lifetime
one life in a night
one night in a lifetime
and baby it should be tonight
baby it should be tonight
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Making Love With Memories
You poked my blurring eye,
Let me lift your mushy breast.
We aged onwards
While you stroked flaccidity –
Recalling decades of
Blood-gorged coming, shuddering to boot.
I kissed a venerable mouth
Crammed with falsities –
Once brilliant keys
Guarded by crimson lips
Washed by a sensual tongue.
And so we writhed in wrinkles,
Tiring effort, and
Memories.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Murmuring Night
i stroll along
the stray pavements
of crowded and deserted
pathways staring about
like an insomniac doll
if i look confused
if what i speak
lacks clarity
it's because
i'm searching
i'm searching
for life and love
i know it's futility
as much as you do
i once tasted love and life
in fleeting moments though
now
under night's
blanketed sleeplessness
in stoic silence, i murmur...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Insomniac
Insomniac sit
With your head on your pillow
And think of the girl who
Lies 'neath the willow
The girl is much more
Much more than she seems
As she longs with a yearning
To reclaim her lost dreams
It's midnight and dark
And she sits there to cry
And hoping and thinking
And planning to die
What good can you do
When you cannot sleep
And you can't ask for help
You can't make a peep
So insomniac lay in
Your cold empty bed
Close your eyes
And lie with the dead
Insomniac rest with
Your corpse in the ground
Your soul is at peace
It won't make a sound
And the willow will stand
In the cold blustery night
Fighting the battles
That you cannot fight
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Big City Nights
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
When the daylight is falling down into the night
And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life
It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill
But its more like spinning wheels of fortune
Which never stand still
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
When the sunlight is rising up in my eyes
And the long night has left me back at somebodys side
It feels alright for a long sweet minute like hours before
But its more like looking out for something
I cant find anymore
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning
There is no dream
That you cant make true, if youre looking for love
But theres no girl
Whos burning the ice away from my heart
Maybe tonight!
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning
song performed by by Scorpions
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Obsessive/Oblivious
I'm so obsessive in all my behaviours.
Oblivious too the fear and hatered.
That surrounds me from those that I love.
I wish I could stop and be normal for once.
Obsessive the need for love
oblivious to the fact that I repel
and give no temptation.
A ardous road for a starving soul of no elation.
Obsessive to the point that I can't stand myself.
I'm oblivious to the facts that they all all want me out.
It drives me mad and fills with serious doubt.
The fact that I'm not real or needed through out.
Obsessive behaviours that drive me insane.
I'm oblivious to what's obvious It's plain.
Alone forever because people can't stand.
My obsessive/oblivious behaviour at hand.
poem by Michael McParland
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How Could a Lover Fall?
What could have caused your grip to weaken
that allowed creation to be?
How could a lover fall to his death
from the arms of infinite
strength?
How active you are in the mind sustaining such a great wall
that the sun can cast a frightening shadow
the world believes.
No one has ever really known sadness. No real God
would ever allow pain.
How then can a heart feel it is broken and in need
If we are held in the arms of infinite
compassion and
strength?
The mirror you (God) stand before -
we need to gaze into it also.
That name you called Beloved
as I fell from your lips -
I suffer
because I did not quite
hear it;
so tell me again dear One
so clear:
I am
you.
poem by Sant Tukaram
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Anger or Agony
One path is filled with anger,
Darkened with hate,
Swirling with spiteful desires.
The other is filled with pain,
Littered with sad memories,
Pulsing with the beating of a wounded heart.
If I must choose one path,
The choice would not be so clear,
For each one bears an abundance of dreadful surprises.
But is anger as dreadful as agony?
Are sad memories not more toxic than the feeling of hate?
Would spiteful desires not be easier to cope with than a wounded heart?
Anger clouds the mind, but pain cripples the soul,
Hate turns the heart cold, but sad memories tear it apart,
Spiteful desires fuel the fires of rage, but a wounded heart bleeds.
Who could be blamed, if forced with the choice,
Who would not take the lesser of two evils,
Who would rather wallow in grief and agony,
Than spiral in the painless storm that is anger?
poem by Jeanelle Laudadio
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Memories
Memories of good times
Memories of bad times
Memories of our love
So many memories
Memories of us crying
Memories of us laughing
Memories of our commitment
So many memories
Memories of us hugging
Memories of us kissing
Memories of those late nights
So many memories
Memories of how we met
Memories of how you left
Memories of what you said
So many memories
Why did you leave me
with so many memories
Did you ever realize
that my memories are yours
Everything we did together
stays within our memories
I remember getting hurt
Do you hurt too
Let's make a new memory
that we can both share
Let's love again
in our memories
poem by Adam McKim
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Night Bring Me My Lover
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooooh
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooh
Night, bring me my lover
Baby, night is sweet?
To each other thats the way we meet
I went all day for night to come
When I ? so easy
Do you want my lover, baby
Exchanging smiles and glances,
Just by to take my chances
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooooh
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooh
Night, bring me my lover
Youre the living cruel
To satisfy each other, thats the loving truth
One day is all I want belong to ? baby
Thats the way I found you, lover?
Each other
Nights brought us one another
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooooh
Night bring me my lover, night
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooh
(Im so high) Im in love tonight
(so high) I think our love is so right
(so high) ? tomorrow-morrow
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover,
Night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooooh
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooh
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooooh
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
The night has brought me you, ooh
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
And night has brought me you, ooooh
Night (bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night
(bring me my lover)
Bring me my lover, night...
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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A Moments Rush
Out of a crowd - that bed of thorns
You rose and shone as a rose adorns and
Scents the wind for just a moments rush
And in that time our eyes were brushed
By silver hands that held a single strand
Of soul pulled hard across
The rhythms of our stroll
As we tripped upon our glancing smiles
Something true and deeper yearned
Something made us stop and turn
Our eyes held words that dare not weep
Yet when they met words were leaked
In rhymes, in songs, in throngs of speech
And then it stopped; in a moments rush
Like strangers touching on a crowded bus
Out of a crowd you shone
Back into a crowd you've gone
And I, alas, walk on.
____________________________
(Novem ber 2012 Nanaimo, BC, Canada)
poem by Chris Hudson
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