The Death of Innocence
In covert dim light
A nymphet came
To grace his sight
With her small frame
He caught her scent
And closed his eyes
Felt fleeting movements
Soar him high
And as they kissed
He felt the bliss
Of escalating passion
The night was young
And before long
They'll lock
In emptied satisfaction
With deep desire
He yearned to touch
Her captivating youth
Undressing her
He watched
His lovely prostitute
The streetlight glazed
His eyes went wild
Despaired to see her face,
He saw the death
Of Innocence...
For his date was just
..........A child.
Child prostitution is the most cruel of all crimes as it preys on
an innocent child who cannot defend himself.
--
May 6,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Alankar (Decor) -19
What Could It Be....(On Meditation)
What could it be that hueless fenceless light
That they who oft felt in oft felt long trance
Express not in words but us left for chance
What could it be that hueless fenceless light
That they who hunts backward in forward sight
Who voyage floating formed-formless advance
Who sit haloed speak not, us left a chance
What could it be that hueless fenceless light
Seemed not to rein in closed flappings of eyes
Founder, stumble in there but on life's fright
Want's wish stops not, try hardship's trials wise
Concludes but me not for it recluse their sight
Once and for all musing just on eye's trice
What could it be that hueless fenceless light
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Waterfall
I felt the mist
for I'd been kissed
by the Niagara waterfall.
I heard its sound
which wrapped around
and made me feel so small.
I saw the scene
and was caught between
the beauty of it all.
I close my eyes
and still realize
the Niagara will always fall.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Since I Have Felt The Sense Of Death
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have borne its dread, its fear—
Oh, how my life has grown more dear
Since I have felt the sense of death!
Sorrows are good, and cares are small,
Since I have known the loss of all.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
And death forever at my side—
Oh, how the world has opened wide
Since I have felt the sense of death!
My hours are jewels that I spend,
For I have seen the hours end.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have looked on that black night—
My inmost brain is fierce with light
Since I have felt the sense of death.
O dark, that made my eyes to see!
O death, that gave my life to me!
poem by Helen Hoyt
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Then She Kissed Me
Well, she walked up to me
And she asked me if I wanted to dance
She looked kind of nice
And so I said I might take a chance
When we danced she held me tight
And when I walked her home that night
All the stars were shinin bright
And then she kissed me
Each time I saw her I couldnt wait to see her again
I wanted to let her know that she was more than a friend
I didnt know just what to do, so I whispered I love you
She said that she loved me too and then she kissed me
She kissed me in a way that Id never been kissed before
She kissed me in a way that I want to be kissed forever more
I knew that she was mine, so I gave her all the lovin I had
And one day she took me home to meet her ma and her dad
Then I asked her to be my bride and always be right by my side
Felt so happy, she almost cried and then she kissed me
Then I asked her to be my bride and always be right by my side
Felt so happy, she almost cried and then she kissed me
And then she kissed me
And then she kissed me
song performed by by Kiss
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Never Been
I've never been touched like this- I've never been
I've never been kissed like this- I've never been
I never knew it felt like this- I never knew
I never knew a love like this
Pardon me- excuse me- forgive me- I can't help it
But I see- the energy- 'tween you and me- and I'm selfish
Don't want no- other girls- calling you- never ever
Cause I want- us to stay- together- forever
I've never been touched like this- I've never been
I've never been kissed like this- I've never been
I never knew it felt like this- I never knew
I never knew a love like this
Believe me- when I say- there is no one- I mean none
That can do- the things you do- the things you did- and get done
And I believe- that I can feel- this way- for a reason
In all the ways- you make me feel- boy you keep- me breathing
I've never been touched like this- I've never been
I've never been kissed like this- I've never been
I never knew it felt like this- I never knew
I never knew a love like this
What you got- Them others don't- Cause you're the one I want
You make me hot- Them others don't- Cause baby you're the one I love
What you got- Them others don't- Cause you're the one I want
You make me hot- Them others don't- Cause baby you're the one I love
I've never been touched like this- I've never been
I've never been kissed like this- I've never been
I never knew it felt like this- I never knew
I never knew a love like this
I've never been touched like this- I've never been
I've never been kissed like this- I've never been
I never knew it felt like this- I never knew
I never knew a love like this
song performed by by Mary J Blige from No More Drama
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Martha' Crucified.
Martha had this thing
about the Crucified.
The image, the cross,
the stretched out arms.
The one in the convent
school along by the chapel
always caught her eye.
Stood there staring.
Get a move on Martha,
the nun said. Don't gape so.
Or the image in the dining
room stuck up on the wall
above the abbess's table.
Painted on she thought.
Not the same. Her mother
had the one her mother
gave her on her deathbed.
Old wood and plaster.
The plaster peeling from
the hands of the Crucified.
Martha gaped at Him,
at His wounds, at the wound
in His side where the spear
went in. Forgive them for
they know not. They did so,
the bastards, she muttered,
putting her fingers on the wound
in the side. She had an ebony
rosary in her skirt pocket. Black
Christ on the small ebony cross.
She fingered in her pocket, said
the prayers, felt the stiff body
on the cross. Sometimes she
took it out and kissed it; the ebony
body, the head, the arms. Once
she had a cross around her neck,
silver, small, given by some old
codger. She felt it warm between
her small breasts. Lost it when she
took it off to wash and it slipped
down the plughole in the convent bog.
She knew her mother had this wooden
crucifix on her chest of drawers.
A dark wood, a fleshy plastered Christ,
nails through and hands and feet.
She kissed the hands when her mother
was out, her lips touching the smooth
plaster, the eyes closed, the feel of
smoothness on flesh. Not the real
Christ of course. Least not yet.
She'd wait her turn. The real thing.
See what death and Heaven bring.
poem by Terry Collett
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The Impossible
Have you ever felt so alone,
Where you would do anything just to hear his voice,
And that one touch keeps you alive once again,
Ever stayed up for hours just to talk to him and only him?
Felt like he deserve better,
Even though he's telling you the samething just reversed,
Have you ever felt that love spark piercing through his lips just to meet yours,
Have you ever been so in loved that you felt like you could die,
Yes, I've felt all of those,
But the truth is...
There's always something more then that...
Has he ever said I love you BUT actually meant it?
Have you ever caught him in a lie,
Then he always seems to have an excuse for it?
Ever seen him looking at another girl?
And you wish you could be the ONLY girl in his eyes and mind,
But that's just impossible...right?
Us girls..we just want that one thing,
Though we never seem to find it.
Why? I ask myself that everyday.
I can only hope this could change for all of us.
By; Brandi Dybala *3/14/11*
poem by Brandi Dybala
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Collide
I felt my heart collapse
On the day that I met him
I felt my heart collapse
It filled up to the rim
I felt my heart collapse
When my eyes traveled 'round
I felt my heart collapse
The one I had found
I felt my heart collapse
When he first touched my skin
I felt my heart collapse
Oh it seemed a lovely sin
I felt my heart collapse
It fell without a sound
I felt my heart collapse
Oh I knew I had found
I felt my heart collapse
When we shared that first kiss
I felt my heart collapse
I thought that I would almost miss
I felt my heart collapse
I was lost in his embrace
I felt my heart collapse
I kept staring at his face
Oh my heart collapsed on that day
Ever since it's been that same way
My love for you has not faded
Ever since the day it escaped
poem by Courtney Beaudry
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Bodhisattva Nightmare
i felt the bullet
as your body fell,
the sickening gasp of light
lost in the void...
i felt the empty
of your stomach turning,
as you staggered weakly
down that long dusty road.
i felt the bone crushing pain
as he struck your face,
again and again....
i felt the sickness
of the stench of the alley...
i felt the fear and despair of the cell,
the not knowing when
it was going to come...
i felt the hatred and fear
they tormented you with,
for who you loved,
and the way you lived....
i felt the hopelessness
of the hard ass streets,
the gun in your pocket...
the monkey on your back....
i felt.... and still feel!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sleep Teases A Man
Markov took off his boots and, with a deep breath, lay down on the divan.
He felt sleepy but, as soon as he closed his eyes, the desire for sleep immediately passed. Markov opened his eyes and stretched out his hand for a book. But sleep again came over him and, not even reaching the book, Markov lay down and once more closed his eyes. But, the moment his eyes closed, sleepiness left him again and his consciousness became so clear that Markov could solve in his head algebraical problems involving equations with two unknown quantities.
Markov was tormented for quite some time, not knowing what to do: should he sleep or should he liven himself up? Finally, exhausted and thoroughly sick of himself and his room, Markov put on his coat and hat, took his walking cane and went out on to the street. The fresh breeze calmed Makarov down, he became rather more at one with himself and felt like going back home to his room.
Upon going into his room, he experienced an agreeable bodily fatigue and felt like sleeping. But, as soon as he lay down on the divan and closed his eyes, his sleepiness instantly evaporated.
In a fury, Markov jumped up from his divan and, hatless and coatless, raced off in the direction of Tavrichesky Park.
poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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One Day In June
One day in June
I slipped away
Caught by desire
Drawn to the flame
My virtues disappeared
Light on my feet
Whispers as sweet as honey
Callin' to me
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
So don't cry for me
I had my chance
I took a risk
I asked the wind to dance
Don't try to save me
I'm already gone
Everything's over
But I'm burning on
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
And I don't like how it feels
To tell all these little lies
Tryin' to be the one you can count on
But all it's a thin disguise
I kissed it all goodbye
One day in June
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Very Much Aware
When I became ill,
And was prepared to die...
I closed my eyes.
Took a breath and sighed.
And when I decided,
My life was done...
I felt 'something'!
And I heard 'someone'!
And 'She' teased and said,
'You may be ready for death...
But 'We've' got more for you instead!
You better get your ass up!
And out of that bed! '
Just like that...
I felt 'Her' smile in my head!
What in the world...?
I could not believe this at all!
I opened my eyes...
And saw lights dance upon the walls!
I began to feel such a change in me.
With a will to live...
And with incredible energy!
I got out of bed and began to exercise.
The doctors and nurses were all quite surprised!
Even I could not explain to them...
What had happened overnight!
I did not know how or where to begin!
Or what I could or could not say to them!
I 'know' there is a God.
And 'spirits' around unseen!
I am a witness to this.
This I did not dream!
And every second of each day...
I give thanks and stay in prayer!
I am here by the grace of God!
And what others believe...
I really do not care!
'Something' is so powerful!
And that 'something' is there!
That 'Something' is collectively called God...
And IT is very much aware!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Have Seen Autumn
I have never felt the chill of winter
Nor the birth of spring
Only the two faces of Nature
The golden sun shining
Or the heavens openly weeping.
But I have seen autumn
As I looked at her
No cold winter in her smile
A promise of summer in her eyes
Her hair of autumn leaves.
I have never felt autumn
But I have seen it
It’s the canvass of Rembrandt
Dark, red, crimson, gold
But I have never felt it.
Is the autumn breeze damp and soft like her lips?
Is the autumn sky naked and warm like her skin?
But I have never kissed her lips nor touched her skin
I have only seen autumn
But I have never felt it.
poem by Shogunoka Ledesma III
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And The Bus Took Us Home
I saw him in the distance,
he looked so pale and old.
Of late the skin had thinned
and his eyes were not so bold.
I saw him in the distance,
and raced to catch him up
but I was far too slow
and soon ran out of puff.
He stopped just at the bus stop,
looking tired and frail.
Breathless I caught up with him
and took his arm with care.
'Hello dad', I spluttered
and kissed him on the cheek.
His skin felt paper thin,
and soft beneath my lips.
His eyes lit up to see me,
his worry lines relaxed,
then he smiled happily
and I smiled back.
The bus pulled up beside us,
we struggled to a seat.
I snuggled up to dear old dad,
who felt so good to me.
I chatted on quite merrily
‘til I noticed he was sleeping,
I tucked my hand right into his
and listened to him breathing.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Take Me Back
Ive been walking by the river
Ive been walking down by the water
Ive been walking down by the river
Ive been feeling so sad and blue
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ah theres so much suffering, and its
Too much confusion, too much, too much confusion in the world
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, ah!
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way back, huh!
Help me un.....help me understand
Take me, do you remember the time darlin
When everything made more sense in the world (yeah)
Oh I remember, I remember
When life made more sense
Ah, ah, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back (woah) to when the world made more sense
Well theres too much suffering and confusion
And Im walking down by the river
Oh, let me understand religion
Way, way back, way back
When you walked, in a green field, in a green meadow
Down an avenue of trees
On a, on a golden summer
And the sky was blue
And you didnt have no worries, you didnt have no care
You were walking in a green field
In a meadow, through the buttercups, in the summertime
And you looked way out over, way out
Way out over the city and the water
And it feels so good, and it feels so good
And you keep on walking
And the music on the radio, and the music on the radio
Has so much soul, has so much soul
And you listen, in the nightime
While were still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I felt so good
I felt I wanna blow my harmonica
Take me back, there, take me way back there
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way back, way back
To when, when I understood
When I understood the light, when I understood the light
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon when we sat and listened to sonny boy blow
In the golden afternoon when
We sat and let sonny boy, blow, blow his harp
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way
Back when i, when I understood, when I understood, yeah
Oh, ah, take me way back, when, when, when, when, when, when
When, when, when, when, when, when, when
I was walking down the
Walking down the street and
It didnt matter
'cause everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt so right, ha
And so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, ah
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, so good
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now
Everything felt so good, so good, so good, so good, so good
And so right, so right, so right, just
So good, so right, so right, in the eternal
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
When you lived, when you lived
When you lived, in the light
When you lived in the grace
In the grace, in grace
When you lived in the light
In the light, in the grace
And the blessing.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Bit and Chased a Little High Life
I bit and chased a little high life.
And it was something that I thought I liked.
My eyes were open wide and bright.
I felt a feeling inside exciting.
I bit and chased a little high life.
And it was something that I thought I liked.
The life I lived became a bore.
I explored the wish of wanting much more.
I bit and chased a little high life.
I couldn't rid it out of my sight.
No one could say that wasn't me.
Something that teased I needed desperately.
I bit and chased a little high life.
My mind was closed to any good advice.
But one day my bubble was pinched.
I fell to Earth and regained common sense,
Then!
I fell to Earth and distanced all pretentions.
And now,
My life...
Is freed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angel Of Heavenly Love
ANGEL OF HEAVENLY LOVE
An angel one day came
Thought it was a golden frame
Eyes wonderfully bright
Hairs veil heavenly light
An angel one day came
Thought it was just a game
Heard a voice smooth and caring
Got captured when hearing
An angel one day came
Thought I was insane
Felt a warmness washing
And my senses dashing
An angel one day came
Thought am I to blame
Held out a silver dove
Said follow it to the cove
An Angel one day came
Thought it's not the same
Kissed me on my lips
Enwrapping my hips
An angel one day came
Thought it was a golden frame
It is my Angel of heavenly love
Holding my hands forever above
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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First Kiss
(Childhood Humor)
I was 8, she nearly 10
I always liked older girls
Closed my eyes, puckered, then
Felt dizzy, my brain all a whirl
But I digress…
Her name “Maggie O’Toole”
A big Irish girl of 150 pounds
Tallest girl in grade school
Pigtails nearly touched ground
Blazing red hair, temper to match
Strong as an ox, to be sure
Over left eye she wore a black patch
In spite of all this, she'd a certain allure
Back to the kiss…
I stood on tiptoes, felt like a fool
She moved close, I felt her hot breath
I snuck a peek, she’d started to drool
Her mouth smelled of warmed over death
I committed to go thru with the kiss
To not do so would be most unkind
In this clumsy moment of unlikely bliss
I knew “puppy-love” was indeed blind
(I still think of you Maggie wherever you are)
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Forevermore
The fog rolled in
while the night was young.
There your eyes to me
spoke in words silently.
And my heart felt
both your love and the mist.
The fog lifted
and when we kissed
I saw things clearer
than ever before.
I felt love dearer
than ever before.
And all those sights
before the fog
were gone for me
forevermore.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Love at First Sight
We met and let our eyes speak,
We meant to talk, but felt so weak.
'Was it love at first sight? ', I wondered,
'Was it just a mere idea? ', I murmured.
Then words helped us break the ice.
How lovely was the talk! How nice!
Time felt we stole His hours,
We felt time was just ours.
We knew we were meant to meet,
At such a time, in such a heat.
Soon I called her my better half,
Soon I tasted the joy of love.
We rushed to pledge for ever,
To rise to glory or fall together.
She meant the world to me and more
I meant no less with my little lore.
We were so happy and content,
To lead our life, and were so bent,
To stick together through thick and thin,
To tell the world our true love was no sin.
Love is when hearts soar to happiness,
Love is a cure for the heart's sickness.
For me and her love was, is and will be,
The air of this life and of the one to be.
poem by Omar Jabak
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