Warfare within Marriage.
Woman flock from there homes in retreat
From the ties of warfare within marriage.
Letting loose responsibility they charge
Headstrong into the forest dense with elementals.
They move as Sylphs with the air, fluid in movement,
Sprouting dragons flow timid to the blowing of the winds.
poem by David Lacey
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Exodus (Laswell Mix)
[Bob Marley]
Exodus: Movement of Jah people! Oh-oh-oh, yea-eah!
.......
Men and people will fight ya down (Tell me why!)
When ya see Jah light. (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)
Let me tell you if you're not wrong; (Then, why?)
Everything is all right.
So we gonna walk - all right! - through de roads of creation:
We the generation (Tell me why!)
(Trod through great tribulation) trod through great tribulation.
Exodus, all right! Movement of Jah people!
Oh, yeah! O-oo, yeah! All right!
Exodus: Movement of Jah people! Oh, yeah!
Yeah-yeah-yeah, well!
Uh! Open your eyes and look within:
Are you satisfied (with the life you're living)? Uh!
We know where we're going, uh!
We know where we're from.
We're leaving Babylon,
We're going to our Father land.
2, 3, 4: Exodus: movement of Jah people! Oh, yeah!
(Movement of Jah people!) Send us another brother Moses!
(Movement of Jah people!) From across the Red Sea!
(Movement of Jah people!) Send us another brother Moses!
(Movement of Jah people!) From across the Red Sea!
Movement of Jah people!
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/Instrumental break/
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Exodus, all right! Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-ooh!
Movement of Jah people! Oh, yeah!
Exodus!
Exodus! All right!
Exodus! Now, now, now, now!
Exodus!
Exodus! Oh, yea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-eah!
Exodus!
Exodus! All right!
Exodus! Uh-uh-uh-uh!
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move!
Open your eyes and look within:
Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
We know where we're going;
We know where we're from.
We're leaving Babylon, y'all!
We're going to our Father's land.
Exodus, all right! Movement of Jah people!
Exodus: movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move!
Jah come to break downpression,
Rule equality,
Wipe away transgression,
Set the captives free.
Exodus, all right, all right!
Movement of Jah people! Oh, yeah!
Exodus: movement of Jah people! Oh, now, now, now, now!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Uh-uh-uh-uh!
Move(ment of Jah people)!
Move(ment of Jah people)!
Move(ment of Jah people)!
Move(ment of Jah people)! Movement of Jah people!
Move(ment of Jah people)!
Move(ment of Jah people)!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
song performed by by Bob Marley
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There Is No Such Thing As An Unchanged I
THERE is not such thing
as a stagnant self,
a flowing river,
a waterfall,
a pouring rain
an evaporating dew
a gone away mist
sunshine falling
a seed sprouting
tendril curling
the winds blowing,
there is no such thing
as an I,
THAT does not change its form
it is the growing I,
THE changing me inside this
ever changing body,
you cannot touch me
only once
and i who is touched
cannot react in one
and the same way
this being, this is not just
a form and a shape
but a process, a journey
in constant movement
in changing ways
never, never fixed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The role of marriage
What a woman really wants
Is to be in charge of her time.
What a man really wants is
To be in charge of his affairs.
Marriage curbs them and made them sick.
For that God is not to be blamed.
12.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Woman That You Are
In the weakness of your ribs bone
Encouragement you whisper in a bold tone
To nurture lavender in your homes zone
Behind a man the woman you are
Coins tied to your cloths clot.
All the days toil had brought
And the hunger in the child cry
In your heart you pamper try
Funning to cook under the nim
As the suns day go dim
The homes troubles you redeem
And the woman that you can be
When the mans fist do blow
In your tears the pains flow
Your love you still do show
In a woman's women you are a woman
poem by Peter Atta Brown
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Lives Tied In New Family Bonds
bonding is lives tied in family bonds
marriage union ties faith strong loyalties
new bonds consummated born ties
bonding is lives tied in firm family bonds
new bonds consummated born birth ties
marriage celebrations ties strong loyalties
marriage union ties bloodline loyalties
bonding is lives tied new life perpetuates
new bonds regenerate legacy possibilities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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As Psyche-Life goes down to the shades
As Psyche-Life goes down to the shades
In a translucent forest in Persephone's tracks,
A blind swallow falls at her feet
With Stygian tenderness and a green branch.
The shades flock to meet the fugitive,
Welcome their new visitor with laments,
Wring their feeble hands before her
Bewildered and in timid hope.
One holds a mirror, another a phial of perfume --
The soul is a woman, fond of trifles
And the leafless forest is sprinkled with fine rain of
Laments, dry transparent voices.
And in the gentle confusion, not knowing what to begin,
The soul does not recognize the spectral wood,
Breathes on the mirror, and hesitates to give
The copper coin from the misty crossing.
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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In the Letting Go
In the letting go,
A freedom unknown
Becomes as welcomed
As fresh falling snow...
On Pine trees green.
In the letting go,
A release becomes sacred
To experience,
As an unpolluted breeze...
To breathe a feeding done easily.
In the letting go,
One knows a life has arrived to be explored.
In the letting go...
An unexpected flow,
Connects.
To all.
And all that is there to be shared,
Comes.
To the one letting go to let life be as it is,
To live as wished!
Without restricted limits inflicted.
In the letting go,
So much that isn't within reach...
Instantly becomes available to touch.
In the letting go,
There is such a thing called living.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tradewinds
(macdonald / salter)
Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me what do I see
Unhappy faces behind a painted smile
Heartache and loneliness dressed up in modern style
Unhappy people living in sin and shame
Reflections of myself, life is no easy game
Were caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me what do I see
Young girls wholl soon become
Streetwalkers in the night
Young boys, the restless breed
Looking for a fight
Children both rich and poor
Theyre searching for the truth
If they dont find it
God help tomorrows youth
Were caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Trade winds are blowing, blowing around me
While all around me what do I see
Hatred and jealousy
Brotherhood is dying
Love is the answer
But nobodys buying
Good people turning bad
Some dont but they are few
The winds are blowing
The choice is all up to you
Were caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Yes were caught up in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
We are riding on the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Getting married with a woman is nothing; it's assuming the responsibility of marriage that counts.
Steamen
Thunderstorm welling swelling
fluid for flowers cooling
relieving renovating rejuvenating
pollen plume pillow billowing
Breeze a 'bundant bountiful
blowing blowing blowing
...off
stamen
steamin'
steamen
summer storm showering
copyright R. Resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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Male and female represent the two sides of the great radical dualism. But in fact they are perpetually passing into one another. Fluid hardens to solid, solid rushes to fluid. There is no wholly masculine man, no purely feminine woman.
Margaret Fuller in Woman in the Nineteenth Century (1845)
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Prostitution lost its meaning
Jewels lost their luster.
Women discarded them.
Plaited hair is not a fashion.
It has become ceremonial.
Half saree is held lowly.
Modesty has come redundant.
Revealing is abundant.
Marriage is mere a contract.
Remarriage is as good as marriage.
Live in relation is stylish.
Sexual ties killed emotional ties.
Prostitution lost its meaning.
12.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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One road ahead
I know you are naughty
You know I am not a beauty
We know we don't have any quality
Still we are fond of each other
Our hearts always beat together
We have no other choices but to go
There is only one road ahead I know
Waters flow winds blow but we fall
Like a pair of dove we are in love people call.
Whatever in the winds of disparage
We are in the track of marriage
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Just As It Is...
it continues
as a flow of
what you think
you like
as true and
beautiful
you are lost
in the rage of
the waters
you take a hold
of another drifting
wood, very much
like you
letting things go
the rage in charge
and whatever happens
you say it is
just as it is
when the rage stops
when calm reigns again
you get hold of your mind
saying: it is not, it is not
it is perhaps like it
but definitely it is
not, and you
are in your senses again
throwing the one that looks like it
taking hold of what is real
and then denying yourself
of its beauty once again
sorrow plays the flute
in your silence
the hands open
accepts what is there
and letting it go again
it is not meant for you
you have something else
just as it is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Men are cowards.
Lust of man for a woman
Is fluid in status,
With tendency to flow down.
They advance to women
Who are lower in age or stage.
Men are cowards.
15.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unaware of Her Perfection
I see her appear from the corner of my vision
And I feel my back stand tall
I want to speak to her and express this feeling inside
I have no words to match at all
Her pattern remains untouched and fluid as she floats through time and space
I struggle to find my next move to make it look like I know what I'm doing
I can only attempt to rise and fall out of my stream of self-consciousness
While she remains untouched and fluid
Unaware of her perfection
Every move I make
Finds the dreaded second guess
While every move she makes is simply the best
poem by ryan Cravatta
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Street Peoples Journal
equational imbalance sometimes misguides the wheel
to its destination
many orchestric thought you got from your predecessors
to reap, to harvest and to be betrothed by dignity
go went gone to the hole black
imbalance is the mentor of every process
which demands the diactomy of synthesis
imbalance many times defuse the current flow
not to waste but to keep the flow in right turn
when movement is relevant you can't adore the negation
of leisure with dying leaves
move fast to postulate the procedure a far reach still unachieved
by singular sovereignty
alone not enough more alone makes the unit
one day all the equations will illumine the herd
of sheep only shepherd yet in charge to dictate
the ups and downs and to go hell or heaven
Flute chanter asking loud to suck
equality, liberty and humanity.....
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Dragon's Fire
What is held
In the dragons fire
Is it power
Or is it life
Burning down things
Making new things grow
Trees and grass
Falling to ash
Castles and knights
Arrows and swords
Weapons to kill
One another
Wings flap
In the sky
Noises coming
From afar
They are the noises
Of dragons roaring
Scaly bodies
Powerful claws
Teeth are still
Razor sharp
Blowing fire
From deep within
It is made
From there hearts
So what to see
Inside these yellow flames
Of the dragons fire
poem by Allison Unknown
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Conviction
Who has tested the waters that cannot say
that he has been tossed around?
Stormy seas take a toll on our lives
and pound us into the ground.
We steer our ships into the gales
with the winds blowing full force.
We try to avoid the consequences
by attempting to change course.
But sometimes it's not that easy to do
if the wind's not at your back.
And so it is that so many find
they're off the beaten track.
It's then we become discouraged
and wonder what we should do?
It's never an easy decision
and maybe you'll think you are through.
But somehow many gather strength
from fair-weather winds that blow.
They search their hearts and let misery leave
and move along with the flow.
They find conviction from deep within
and defy the stormy seas
and slowly they pick themselves up again
and sail along with the breeze.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Where Peace Lies!
Life is hotch-potch,
In this cosmos,
If you don't think,
Your wife -
As boss.
Before marriage
She is your's,
After marriage
You are her's,
Taking over all things,
Mar's she-
All bars.
When she begets
A kid,
Wane love
That you need,
Matters not
Good-bye you bid,
As she has got
A kid.
As she rules you,
She rules the globe,
Though she fails to do,
She never loose hope.
She is like reeds,
As hope she breeds,
Bends down
With the stream,
Breaks not
In the storm.
Joy, grief there lies,
Compromise makes ties,
No compromise!
Love dies.
If there is compromise,
Love there does rise.
poem by Uttam Biswas
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