After The French Liberation Of Italy
AS when the last of the paid joys of love
Has come and gone; and with a single kiss
At length, and with one laugh of satiate bliss,
The wearied man a minute rests above
The wearied woman, no more urged to move
In those long throes of longing, till they glide,
Now lightlier clasped, each to the other's side,
In joys past acting, not past dreaming of:—
So Europe now beneath this paramour
Lies for a little out of use,—full oft
Submissive to his lust, a loveless whore.
He wakes, she sleeps, the breath falls slow and soft.
Wait: the bought body holds a birth within,
An harlot's child, to scourge her for her sin.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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A Mournful One Am I
A mournful one am I, above whose head
A day of perfect bliss hath never past;
Whatever joys my soul have ravished,
Soon was the radiance of those joys o'ercast.
And none can show me that substantial pleasure
Which will not pass away like bloom from flowers;
Therefore, no more my heart such joys shall treasure,
Nor pine for fading sweets and fleeting hours.
poem by Walther von der Vogelweide
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A Single Candle/Death Herself
A single flame lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death
Her hands clasped anrond their souls
The souls of the dead
She feeds of their screams
The screams of the dead
Her legs lay bellow her
Bellow death
Her black gown over her body
The body of death
Her chest rises and falls with her breath
The breath of death
Her cloak drawn over her long flowing jet hair
The face of death
Her eyes unmoved unfeeling
Do you see it?
Do you see the soul of death?
Do you feel it?
Her skin as white as snow as it fades into darkness
The snow of tears
Her cloths as dark as night that swallows the light
The dark we all shall see
Her eyes close as she feels their souls flow
Flow from the dead
She leaves them there to lay in darkness
She steals from the dead
A single candle lights their faces filled with her
Filled with death
They fall into the darkness of her eyes, of her heart
The darkness of death
A single candle shall stay to light their way
Their way through the dark
A single candle holds their past
The pain and trials
A single candle lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death herself
A single candle
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A Dialogue
THE FAITHLESS LOVER.
O life, dear Life, in this fair house
Long since did I, it seems to me,
In some mysterious, doleful way
Fall out of love with thee.
For, Life, thou art become a ghost,
A memory of days gone by;
A poor forsaken thing between
A heartache and a sigh.
And now, with shadows from the hills
Thronging the twilight, wraith on wraith,
Unlock the door and let me go
To thy dark rival Death!
THE FAITHFUL LOVE.
O Heart, dear Heart, in this fair house
Why hast thou wearied and grown tired,
Between a morning and a night,
Of all thy soul desired?
Fond one, who cannot understand
Even these shadows on the floor,
Yet must be dreaming of dark loves
And joys beyond my door!
But I am beautiful past all
The timid tumult of thy mood,
And thou, returning not, must still
Be mine in solitude.
poem by Bliss Carman (1894)
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7faces
Monday's child has a dirty face, Tuesday's child is full of disgrace, Wednesday's child is full of OH Nooooo, & Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is fun loving & gets ready to rock & Saturday's child sleeps it off till 5 o'clock, But the child who wakes on the sabbath day, wakes up & looks like alice cooper on a good day, what. where.when. & how the fook did I endup with this look
poem by Sally Ann Jackson
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Don't Wake Me Up
Don't wake me up for I'm dreaming.
Don't wake me up just yet.
Let me keep on dreaming.
I'm dreaming of when we first met.
Don't wake me up for I'm dreaming,
dreaming of our first kiss,
trembling for not ever knowing
there could be such bliss.
In my dream I'm remembering
just how much you mean
as I see flashes of love
in every single scene.
I'm dreaming of all the past twenty years
and seeing us as we age.
I'm viewing visions of our future
with the turn of every page
in the book of life
that's in the dream I'm in.
All the love I'm experiencing
has put my head in a spin.
So, don't wake me up for I'm dreaming.
Don't wake me up just yet.
Let me wake up on my own dear
for I'm dreaming of when we met.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Single Stemmed Rose
The soft petals of a rose
Its hue’s of colours it grows
Each one unique
In its splendor of galore
But favorite by far
A single long stemmed rose
Red, blue, white or gold
You give her a rose
She sighs with delight
Her heart beats fast
At a beautiful sight
To savoir the moment
In between the pages of time
She incases its beauty
With love divine
Years goes pass
She looks back
At the past
At the beauty of giving
From her lover sublime
Years again pass once more
She feels life ebb
Into astral form
But still she holds
Clasped in her hands
The single red rose
Her lover’s gift of old
Slowly she crumbles
And falls to the floor
The long stemmed rose
Clasped close to her heart
The petals they fall
And drift in the wind
And float to the heavens
A memory no more
poem by Kaila George
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The Last Breath You Ever Take
Can you feel it.
I'm taking over your body.
Controlling every move you make.
Controlling every breath you take.
You never know when it could be your last.
Crawling in inch by inch.
Do you even notice?
Stealing and murdering your soul.
The absence of life.
Go ahead try my device.
We all have to pay a price.
I already paid mine.
How bout you?
It's long past time.
A dead clock with a living vengeance.
A pattering of the wind and nothing else.
The crows cackle as they know I'm already here.
Only darken hearts have anything to fear.
Can you feel it.
I'm taking over your body.
Controlling every move you make.
Controlling every breath you take.
You never know when it could be your last.
You just never know when it could be your last.
A hurricane coming in so fast.
But it makes a dead stop and destroys.
No escape, no matter where you are.
Battling your demons from afar.
They will eventually catch up.
Keep telling that voice in your head to shut up.
But you can never silence guilt completely.
It's long past time.
A dead clock with living vengeance.
A pattering of the wind and nothing else.
The crows cackle as they know I'm already here.
Only darken hearts have fear.
Can you feel it.
I'm taking over your body.
Controlling every move you make.
Controlling every breath take.
Oh Can you feel it.
I'm taking over your body.
Controlling every move you make.
Controlling every breath take.
Do you realize what is at stake.
Ignoring a past mistake.
I'm sorry but I will not hesitate.
You never know when it could be your last.
You just never know when it could be your last.
The last breath you ever take.
A nightmare lying in your wake.
A second and a third chance.
A pasted up glance at a remedy to what I have been dying to.
On the inside an out.
The blood has it's voice.
And it screams for you.
It screams of your name.
What did you do?
From morning till the full moon.
You keep saying sometime to soon.
Closer and closer.
Can you feel it.
I'm taking over your body.
Controlling every move you make.
Controlling every breath take.
You never know when it could be your last.
Crawling in inch by inch.
Do you even notice?
Stealing and murdering your soul.
The absence of life.
Go ahead try my device.
We all have to pay a price.
I already paid mine.
How bout you?
How bout you?
How bout you?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Kiss Of Life
See me a big woman, big woman look how you dance
See me a big woman, big woman caught in a trance
Dancing on the tabletop, covered up with the easter feast
Youre dancing for the fishermen, from the very large right
To the least
Dancing for the slow release, first the boy and then the beast
Then the beast
Burning, buring with the kiss of life
Burning, buring with the kiss of life
See me, a big woman, big woman so full of life
See me, a big woman, big woman going to be my wife
Watching for the different eyes - they change your face -
They come inside
Watch the spirits laugh and cry, watch them find a place
To hide
Watch the spirits talk in tongues, watch them take you for
A ride
Down at the ocean lies a body in the sand
Big woman sits beside, head in hand
With heat from her skin, and fire from her breath
She blows hard, she slows deep in the mouth of death
Burning, burning with the kiss of life
Burning, burning with the kiss of life
Burning, burning with the kiss of life
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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To love again and remember
To love again and remember
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To love again and remember
The joys of a youthful laugh
The whispered words of lovers
The giggles and private jokes
Each kiss stolen when possible
A smile as you say beautiful
The curl of the lips raises up
What little joys remain kept
The touch of another’s hand
Holding tightly not letting go
To be in love again and remember
Every little private pleasure
In the heart which is singing
All the joys of being in love
Aloud and in secret it is clear
How happy it is to remember
The joys of a youthful laugh
Private jokes and kisses stolen
Smiling through whispered words
Eyes looking into each other
Oh to love again and remember
poem by Matthew Holloway
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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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Whore! ! !
Whore! ! !
Man meets woman she was working the night
Man falls in love boy she had him in her sight
Man says the Thunderbolt struck, she uses it to take all his might
Whore! ! !
Man makes so many mistakes including divorcing his wife
Man gives woman EVERYTHING his body, his soul, his life
Man leaves all that he knows behind in just two weeks with the woman, only now he feels the knife
Whore! ! !
Man provides and protects the woman taking all her cares away
Man completely changes his life thinking that God blessed him that day
Man shuts out all his friends to make more time only for her, all he wants is for her to stay
Whore! ! !
Man is stunned and shocked when the woman won't defend
Man knows this is the issue and he will no longer pretend
Man sees the woman for who she really was and knows he cannot mend
Whore! ! !
Man is torn, twisted like a knife in his throat and he can't breathe
Man knows woman has done this before but yet he still doesn't want her to leave
Man begs, pleads, bears his soul, loves her with every fiber of his being and still will believe
Whore! ! !
Man learns even more about the woman and cannot believe what he hears
Man is told woman just did it with another poor sap, now he realizes his fears
Man knows now there's no honesty or loyalty with the woman, says no more years
Whore! ! !
Man thinks this whole love thing is just a bunch of bunk
Man now knows this woman was and is a Whore! , but he's strong and refuses to be in a funk
Man is done with the Whore! , and all the girls are back on me, yeah they love doing the dunk
The charming girl was in the book of History once I met her!
Like a fine wine
Over hundred of years
Your traditional love
And its flavour
Touched my heart deeply.
The old and new
Past and present
It should be love
Other than anything.
But I am a Nomad
And travelled
From place to place.
The wearied old camel
Rests beside me and I take out
My broken-string lute for a song.
Virgin Moon shines like a coin
And the desert wind brings the memory of our old song.
'It should be love other than anything
Because we are in the city that never sleeps! '
A humble dedication to the poetess Magnolia in gratitude!
*Have a heart that never hardens, and temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
-Charles Dickens
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Everyone Everywhere
At the end of the day,
there's no food on our plate.
So we beg and we steal,
for we know love is real.
And if we don't take a chance,
in a spare sideways glance.
These are all the chains I wanted,
to justify the things I do.
And when we kiss we speak as one,
and in a single breath this world is gone.
And when we kiss we speak as one.
With a single breath this world is gone.
It's a crisis I know,
at the end of the show.
People change but we don't falter,
'cause we know love is real.
This is no place to shiver,
so get up off the grass.
You were once the main attraction,
but all that's in the past.
How much is free,
for me and you?
I'm on my knees,
I am a fool.
But when we kiss we speak as one.
With a single breath this world is gone.
(this world is gone).
How could I fail to give her,
when she cried such a lot.
People change but we don't falter,
'cause we use what we've got.
And when we kiss we speak as one.
With a single breath this world is gone.
And when we kiss we speak as one.
With a single breath this world is gone.
(this world is gone)
(this world is gone)
(this world is gone
song performed by by New Order
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone
I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Got Till It's Gone (feat. Q-Tip & Joni Mitchell)
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat huh do that
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat, do dat, do dat
I like this song huh,
What
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
You don't know what you've got till it's gone
I've a feeling
Now believing
That you were the one I was meant to be with
Oh how I'm wishing, thinking dreaming, of you to love
That I was meant to be
That way
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
oh oh
What
Joni Mitchell never lies (lies, lies)
You never know what you've got till it's gone
I could turn back hands of time (mmm)
Make you fall in love with me again
So would you give me another chance to love
To love you the right way, come again
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Joni Mitchell never lies
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
What's that
Uh huh Yeah
Let me just wait'it for a minute (don't know what you've got till it's gone)
What
Now you realisin' when the nights go long
Right
Can't wait for to to say when you know that I'm wrong
Right
Get back for awhile
When I tell you to settle
I was working round the clock
But you girls' win the medal (I heard..I heard)
Talk about I heard you smith
But just check on the beat
That was out with the time
But my love you impeach
Now you're looking at the wall
..a hand cold
Breakin' in my house
Hangin' up then imposing
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat, do dat, do dat
On and on it seems to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Have you ever realized
Joni Mitchell never lies
Don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat and fade
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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I hear and Reflect
A bell tolls sonorously
one single chime. Then silence reigns
It wakes me from my reverie.
Conscious again of aches and pains.
I had lost temporarily
in contemplation of the past
That single knell reminding me
Of the long years which quickly passed.
Before the years caught up with me
For old age does not come alone
It brings along infirmity.
Which hitherto you have not known.
When you are young you do not know
What future lies ahead of you
but as you live and learn and grow
You will become as others do.
Much more aware than what you were
of how your body will re- act.
To the stress and strain you bear.
That you must think before you act.
Gone is the energy of youth
You used to waste without a thought
You slowly come to learn the truth
That rude health can’t be sold or bought.
As long as I can hear that chime
which has disturbed my reverie
I can be certain that this time
The death knell does not ring for me.
Each day an opportunity
To do things I can still do
although slow and steadily.
My body still allows me to.
Although I pay in aches and pains
I do not think the price too high.
My interest in life remains.
I am too busy far, to die.
I know I will eventually
but do not let it worry me
It is the only certainty
the bell will toll one day for me.
23-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLII: What Lies Beneath
beauty lies beneath
sense lies beneath
secret lies beneath
character lies beneath
rule lies beneath
mind lies beneath
past lies beneath
foundation lies beneath
root lies beneath
dark hole lies beneath
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Past
Looking back, looking at you
Loving you alone not even a few,
Waiting there, waiting for you,
Like a man in a long queue
I knew my love was due,
I sworn not to love a few,
But to love only you
The moments we had did last,
Looking at you, looking at the past,
It was love, it was never lust,
The wonderful momentss in the dust,
And the dances in the grass,
The kisses in the mist,
Yes those I do miss,
The moments of laughter and peace,
With great precision and bliss,
Its the past, never did it last
Thinking you, seeing the past
By then we thought it could last,
The love just pure and vast,
In my mind you were the first,
Among the loved you were the most,
Its a phase, its the past
You made us damp and we had rust,
In my mind you are now the last,
It was love by then, it is the past
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Everybody Everywhere
At the end of the day
Theres no food on our plate
So we beg and we steal
For we know love is real
And if we dont take a chance
In a spare sideways glance
These are all the chains I wanted
To justify the things I do
And when we kiss we speak as one
And in a single breath this world is gone
And when we kiss we speak as one
With a single breath this world is gone
Its a crisis I know
At the end of the show
People change but we dont falter
Cause we know love is real
This is no place to shiver
So get up off the grass
You were once the main attraction
But all thats in the past
How much is free
For me and you
Im on my knees
I am a fool
But when we kiss we speak as one
With a single breath this world is gone
(this world is gone)
How could I fail to give her
When she cried such a lot
People change but we dont falter
Cause we use what weve got
And when we kiss we speak as one
With a single breath this world is gone
And when we kiss we speak as one
With a single breath this world is gone
(this world is gone)
(this world is gone)
(this world is gone)
song performed by by New Order
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Parables
WE clutch our joys as children do their flowers;
We look at them, but scarce believe them ours,
Till our hot palms have smirched their colors rare
And crushed their dewy beauty unaware.
But the wise Gardener, whose they were, comes by
At hours when we expect not, and with eye
Mournful yet sweet, compassionate though stern,
Takes them.
Then in a moment we discern
By loss, what was possession, and, half-wild
With misery, cry out like angry child:
'O cruel! thus to snatch my posy fine!'
He answers tenderly, 'Not thine, but mine,'
And points to those stained fingers which do prove
Our fatal cherishing, our dangerous love;
At which we, chidden, a pale silence keep;
Yet evermore must weep, and weep, and weep.
So on through gloomy ways and thorny brakes,
Quiet and slow, our shrinking feet he takes
Let by the soilèd hand, which, laved in tears,
More and more clean beneath his sight appears.
At length the heavy eyes with patience shine--
'I am content. Thou took'st but what was thine.'
And then he us his beauteous garden shows,
Where bountiful the Rose of Sharon grows:'
Where in the breezes opening spice-buds swell,
And the pomegranates yield a pleasant smell:
While to and fro peace-sandalled angels move
In the pure air that they--not we--call Love:
An air so rare and fine, our grosser breath
Cannot inhale till purified by death.
And thus we, struck with longing joy, adore,
And, satisfied, wait mute without the door,
Until the gracious Gardener maketh sign,
'Enter in peace. All this is mine--and thine.'
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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