Evolution [my Life's Journey]
Oh how sad it makes me feel
As I hear the footsteps of my youth
Grow fainter and fainter with every passing day
Leaving me nothing but memories,
Of my boundless energy and my lust for life
Seeking knowledge and truths
Looking forward to the days and years ahead
Letting my imagination take me to places
I may never see except through my minds eye
Where melting snows became a raging river,
Or blowing snow and howling wind,
Became a far off desert
But as reality took over fantasy
What we once could see is no longer visible
And just like a sculptor father time etching our faces
Taking away our youth with each strike of his chisel
With the hammer of time
Removing what was and leaving us with what is to be
Oh how we cling to those days of our youth
For those were the days when the world was ours
poem by David Kush
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Song From An Evening's Love
After the pangs of a desperate lover,
When day and night I have sighed all in vain,
Ah, what a pleasure it is to discover
In her eyes pity, who causes my pain!
When with unkindness our love at a stand is,
And both have punished ourselves with the pain,
Ah, what a pleasure the touch of her hand is!
Ah, what a pleasure to touch it again!
When the denial comes fainter and fainter,
And her eyes give what her tongue does deny,
Ah, what a trembling I feel when I venture!
Ah, what a trembling does usher my joy!
When, with a sigh, she accords me the blessing,
And her eyes twinkle 'twixt pleasure and pain,
Ah, what a joy 'tis beyond all expressing!
Ah, what a joy to hear 'Shall we again!'
poem by John Dryden
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Thoughts Of The Sunlight
Thoughts of the sunlight fainter and dimmer,
And parched the grass.
Breezes, freh breezes at dawn's early shimmer,
Flit by repass.
Look at the willows against a clear heaven,
Cloudless and wide.
Better, Far better not to be given
Thee for thy bride!
Thoughts of the daylight dimmer and fainter.
Oh, darkness! Gloom!
Once again . . . Morning,
Tell me if winter is come.
poem by Anna Akhmatova
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The Furnace
The furnace of noise is obliterating,
Heat surges like a bird’s cry,
The crying of the furnace is like venom.
Heat is audible now, it never whispers here;
Rippling heat like hell is lowering the limbs,
Soft voices are heard from afar to attack your body.
Fainter, and still fainter, the voices run,
Vast is the thudding, gentle clicks,
So that floating happens from the hot air.
To turn this down is obviously dreadful,
But silence is absent in every way.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Fear of Returning to Life
I hear your voice,
Buzzing and humming in the distance,
Distorted though you're in front of me.
I hear you as a water-marked copy—
Separated by a barrier of letters and numbers,
Realization becoming fainter and fainter,
Fading.
My hand severs into multiple dimensions,
Splintering before my eyes in assorted colors,
Shifting like a holofoil card when tilted.
The light echoes against the ceiling—
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth
Until I can no longer collect the signal,
Until the signal bleeds out
Into the air—against a wreck of disoriented thoughts
That sink the worry of trouble.
Fading
Is, in this moment, a sense of solace,
An uninhibited freedom—
A percolating swell of ecstasy.
I'm overcome by it,
By the belief of impending bliss—
A bliss I believe so whole-heartedly
That I'm anxiously declaring it imagination.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Typographical
The Editor wrote his political screed
In ink that was fainter and fainter;
He rose to the call of his country's need,
And in spiderish characters wrote with speed,
A column on "Cutting the Painter".
The "reader" sat in his high-backed chair,
For literals he was a hunter;
But he stared aghast at the column long
Of the editorial hot and strong,
For the comp. inspired by some sense of wrong
Had headed it "Gutting the Punter".
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Harp of the North, Farewell!
Harp of the North, farewell! The hills grow dark,
On purple peaks a deeper shade descending;
In twilight copse the glow-worm lights her spark,
The deer, half-seen, are to the covert wending.
Resume thy wizard elm! the fountain lending,
And the wild breeze, thy wilder minstrelsy;
Thy numbers sweet with nature’s vespers blending,
With distant echo from the fold and lea,
And herd-boy’s evening pipe, and hum of housing bee.
Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp!
Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway,
And little reck I of the censure sharp
May idly cavil at an idle lay.
Much have I owed thy strains on life’s long way,
Through secret woes the world has never known,
When on the weary night dawned wearier day,
And bitterer was the grief devoured alone.—
That I o’erlive such woes, Enchantress! is thine own.
Hark! as my lingering footsteps slow retire,
Some spirit of the Air has waked thy string!
’Tis now a seraph bold, with touch of fire,
’Tis now the brush of Fairy’s frolic wing.
Receding now, the dying numbers ring
Fainter and fainter down the rugged dell;
And now the mountain breezes scarcely bring
A wandering witch-note of the distant spell—
And now, ’tis silent all!—Enchantress, fare thee well!
poem by Sir Walter Scott
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The Choice of Lust
Thou shall meet the limitation of Lust
For it curse the sinister in the past…
Thou create an image of immortality,
And forever live in the reality…
Make the most sense of pleasure
And buried it like a treasure,
For life is so unpleasant with what you do;
Thus the world is glad that you do…
Thy feel the same lust with in the world…
Make enough time and grow old,
For the hours may not like before;
Passing by like it is gone more over….
If life isn't better the way you see,
It will be like a free bird flee,
And today you may taste the difficulty
Now other tomorrow lust will be easy…
Shake your head to the end,
Lay down with knees bend…
Take every chance to taste Lust,
It is always been a good contrast…
And if death comes with in lust
You'll realize it is the last….
Living your whole life with no regrets,
But dying in lust and debts...
poem by Jinnuljr Mukarram
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To See, Again, the Stars
The cold was penetrating
within their shattered room.
Grandmother was bedridden
She could not be moved.
Her sixteen year old Grandson
Brought food that he had scrounged
For nine days they were trapped there,
buried beneath the mound.
All around the cries grew weaker,
Fainter, fainter then died down….
For nine days they were buried
In the wreckage of their home.
They were the sole survivors
Enduring there alone.
His father never gave up hope
That they would be found alive.
Their rescue made news worldwide
It was tears of joy he cried.
They emerged into the twilight
Of a sunset, bloody red.
Two saved, out of ten thousand,
Spared, to see the Stars Again.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Winter's Tale
As the winter's moon appears in front of me
I feel the wind rushing through my hair
The bright shiny sky glistens in my eyes.
I feel the waves reaching out to me
It feels like the thrill of electricity
Spreading through my body
Winter is coming
I can not wait any longer
The old grandfather clock
Gets louder and louder
Tick tock Tick tock
My heart is getting faster and faster
Winter hears my whisper
As the bluish moon light calls today
Please catch my wishing star
The winter's moon is fading
From my mist
My heart speed is slowing down
The old grandfather clock
Get fainter and fainter
Tick tock Tick tock
Winter is coming
I can not wait any longer
I feel in beat with the winter's frost.
poem by Imogen Brand
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Footsteps
Footsteps in the dark
Only love will break your heart
Footsteps, footsteps
Whenever trouble comes around
Or lonely nights lead underground
And far in the dark
Abandoned cars suddenly start up
An anxious sound
As long as I hear your footsteps
In the dark thats all I need
Footsteps in the dark
Only love will break your heart
Footsteps, footsteps
When loneliness induces fear
Like waves against a
Ramshackle pier
When thunder and rain
Scar the windowpane once again
I want you near
As long as I hear your footsteps
In the dark thats all I need
Im longing to see you
I want you, I need you
Like a child who feels afraid
Of the dark at night
Hoping to hear a gentle touch
Turning on a welcome light
As long as I hear your footsteps
In the dark thats all I need
As long as I hear your footsteps
In the dark thats all I need
Footsteps in the dark
Only love will break your heart
Footsteps, footsteps
Footsteps in the dark
Only love will break your heart
Footsteps, footsteps
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Wish You Were Here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
Some time has come now, some time has passed
But things still look the same
Is heaven all above, and paradise below
And the questions still remain
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish you were here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, it seems like Ive been through this before
Well we loved you then, I guess we always will
We love you still from here
Birds of a feather always stay together
And never separate, no fear
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
If all the world was turning blue and gold
Like through your eyes so clear
The time has come to celebrate our past
And crystalize this sphere
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
There will come a day
Oh some day our day will come
Our day will come, our day will come
Words and music : simple minds (c) emi music (publ) ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Lust For Life (feat. The Pretenders)
Words and music by David Bowie and James Osterberg
(Lust for life x 3)
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a flash machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease
Ah, hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Ive been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, thats like hypnotising chickens
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
I have a lust for life
Cause Ive a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
I wear a uniform
On a government loan
Im worth a million in prizes
Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs
Ooh, Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
A lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Ah a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Lines of Lust
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Electric Fire
Electric fire is defective among the mercies,
What cheerful glue it makes!
Dashing, dangerous disasters make damnation
In this blue-eyed world.
The chief of boundless energy charmingly exceeds
The energy of words, and the chief of energy
Is destroyed.
Scandalous reception affronts us when time has elapsed,
The energy of angers and the iris dissolves
After blindness, after the regular science.
poem by Naveed Akram
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For Him I Know Not: Xii
when breath is involuntary
when heart is in its rhythm
and breaks into a natural smile
when there is silence within
and not pulled into surrounding cacophony
when past, present and future fade
and the affairs of the world grow fainter
when sorrows are allayed
when it feels a wholesome moment
where i'm not aware of even myself
is when you're with me...
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Unqualified or Aware
You seek from me,
What I seek from you!
Leaving our needs to be left weak,
From the seeking.
If you and I just be without that seeking...
We would find our search complete.
And satisfy that daily heat!
We wish to see first...
And not feel the thirst of it!
Knowing it is there.
If we only cared enough to trust.
Instead of believing...
Someone else can compare,
And share.
Although...
We find them ultimately,
Unqualified or aware...
Inside of us,
We have such lust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good-bye
Sounds of the seas grow fainter,
Sounds of the sands have sped;
The sweep of gales,
The far white sails,
Are silent, spent and dead.
Sounds of the days of summer
Murmur and die away,
And distance hides
The long, low tides,
As night shuts out the day.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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A Certain Lust
ya see, i gotta certain lust, that makes me want to do stuff
theres so much i wanna do before my time is up, so much i wanna experience, so much i wanna see, so much i wanna smell, so much i wanna touch, so much i wanna play around with
see, i am a rather eccentric, loving unusual person, that is determined to live life with flair and laughter
i gotta certain lust for something better, and i hope that it last, last long enough to be wanted, to bee needed, by a person that really believes in me
or maybe, one day i'll soon realized that my lust for something better, was nothing but a lust that will never be furfilled, never furfilled that I would ever be loved for more then my body
but i have a certain lust, a lust for experience, to allow my body to feel free, deatched myself from this cruel world
live life feel life as it is, both bitter and sweet
just to say that everyday is a good day, not to focus onthe donts doesnts and cants
you might think being succesful is the only thing in life, but is it really, and if it is, how can you define successful
so like i said i have a certain lust, a certain lust for life, and to live it to its full extent
poem by Takiyah Penny
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Whale Song
The seas of home
Once teemed with life
But now I drift for miles alone.
I sing but there is no reply-
Have the human’s killed us all?
Am I the last beyond recall?
No, I hear the answering call
Echoing out from miles away
A friendly voice above the storm
From without the depths
The answering songs
are fainter now than ere before.
We live amidst man’s detritus
The heavy metals poison all
Thus our proud line falls.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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