Charles Dickens
Who call him spurious and shoddy
Shall do it o'er my lifeless body.
I heartily invite such birds
To come outside and say those words!
poem by Dorothy Parker
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Myself
As i lay here listless or lifeless
Well lifeless cause i'm not sure what listless means
Feelings of emptiness and sorrow
Excuse me are you listening do you have some life i can borrow
Trying to find wheres my place
Enough is enough can i remove this mask from my face
I want to be some one different now
I have tried this one far to long
Can i play another song
One that's words i can sing along
Now that life you said you would lend me
You said today cause you have plenty
Stand back and brace
For i am about to reveal wait there is no haste
So where is this life you said i could borrow
Don't make me wait it will be raining tomorrow
For i am lifeless you see
I want what you promised not your sympathy
Questions are running through your head
A voice cries i thought you were dead
So where is this life you promised me
Was it just words you said to me
Time has come to show my face
Will i be excepted by a race
A race that was lost when i masked my face
So maybe i am lifeless not listless
And maybe not only lifeless
But no i'm just myself
Tenuous and Precarious
Tenuous and Precarious
Were my guardians,
Precarious and Tenuous,
Two Romans.
My father was Hazardous,
Hazardous
Dear old man,
Three Romans.
There was my brother Spurious,
Spurious Posthumous,
Spurious was Spurious,
Was four Romans.
My husband was Perfidious,
He was Perfidious
Five Romans.
Surreptitious, our son,
Was Surreptitious,
He was six Romans.
Our cat Tedious
Still lives,
Count not Tedious
Yet.
My name is Finis,
Finis, Finis,
I am Finis,
Six, five, four, three, two,
One Roman,
Finis.
poem by Stevie Smith
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If I Run Out
Let us do for someone
Accept and hate no one
Invite and embrace all
Is it not the honest call?
I shall avoid
When it is laid
All such decisions
Which are full of confusions?
Not that I fear
About life and pain to bear
Yet think of my poor brother
For whom I have so much to bother
One time meal is difficult
And we talk about empires to be built
Don't we boost with so much of guilt?
What can we expect out of it as result?
Neither am I politician
Nor a reputed magician
Yet I dream of happy land
To whom I proudly call motherland
I owe complete body with blood
To her service as understood
I shall be failing in my service
If I run out of words or promises
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If most of us are ashamed of shabby clothes and shoddy furniture, let us be more ashamed of shabby ideas and shoddy philosophies.
quote by Albert Einstein
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The Nature's mystery
Colour of petals is to invite bees;
Colour of berries is to invite birds.
What for is colour of carrot? Who knows?
The Nature's mystery is beyond the grasp.
27.04.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Never Again Would Bird's Song Be the Same
He would declare and could himself believe
That the birds there in all the garden round
From having heard the daylong voice of Eve
Had added to their own an oversound,
Her tone of meaning but without the words.
Admittedly an eloquence so soft
Could only have had an influence on birds
When call or laughter carried it aloft.
Be that as may be, she was in their song.
Moreover her voice upon their voices crossed
Had now persisted in the woods so long
That probably it never would be lost.
Never again would birds' song be the same.
And to do that to birds was why she came.
poem by Robert Frost
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Making The Choices...
from my rotting belly
words like words are coming out
no one likes them
worms are beguiling
i am misled myself
because from my rotten belly
the worms without my minding
have become
tiny butterflies
then they fly towards my hair
which have become some kind of little flowers
and i can smell the sweet scents of chili
i have forgotten my body
i have become a forest with all these safari stuff
and orchids and wild birds
to my big surprise of course
because i am never asleep i am awake
oh, this workings of the mind
from a rotten body, this junk of our history
shall rise
the wonders of our future, a forest, birds, safari, rivers,
clouds, skies,
everything, everything, you simply have to make the choices...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Said It
you said that when you get rich
you will throw a big party
and invite the flies.
if you invite me,
may i invite the worms?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When the birds fly
When the birds fly
the mind opens its eye
the heart looks up to the sky
the birds fly.
The birds fly south
the ear opens its mouth
the nose sees summer
the kids they are playing out...
When the birds fly
we dream our words dont die.
Reborn with a babys cry
the birds fly leaving stars
they stay in the night,
we are the birds
we escape to the light.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Suicidal
The days pass slow,
as suicide creeps up.
It's always on your mind,
it never goes away.
Suicidal is what they call it.
It creep up,
Them BAM! ! You're gone,
Your parents walk in,
all they see is your spiritless body.
Right beside you is your suicide note.
Saying how no one cared.
They start crying.
They lost there baby girl.
Thinking to themselves
where did it all go wrong?
First they were planning a wedding
Now they're planning a funeral.
That day came,
Everyone dressed in black.
Crying is the word I'm looking for.
Why now? Why do they care now?
As my lifeless body lays in the golden brown coffin,
I didn't know what to think,
Was it you or me hurting more?
poem by Chelseacrazylove Page
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Call Me My Love
I invite your form amid the deck winds,
I hear your voice up in clouds to delve,
'hold me my love as tidal waves engulf,
and gray dusk descends on ripe fields.'
In our lightless home a coldness casts,
shapes of time laugh near the hearth,
much a void resembles above my berth,
your eyes' stare at my departing masts.
A faint call as I stand upon the bridge,
alludes to me melodious words to ravel,
'call me my love out my sadden garden,
when sun sets, behind a distant ridge.'
'Call when streams oppose your routes,
with sacred love and bonds I 'll regale,
when winds my words carry to gunwale,
transform my verses to notes of flutes.'
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Eas
Corpses dragging each lifeless body to the sea—waves of charred flesh—
Dark Dark Dark we all go into the dark
and kiss each lifeless face we see
while the dead breath life into our suffering
until our lips meet our own lips and the dream is broken
like a femur split by shrapnel
that marks us among the casualties
but from time to time I still hear…
poem by Aaron Graham
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Modern Love XLI: How Many a Thing
How many a thing which we cast to the ground,
When others pick it up becomes a gem!
We grasp at all the wealth it is to them;
And by reflected light its worth is found.
Yet for us still 'tis nothing! and that zeal
Of false appreciation quickly fades.
This truth is little known to human shades,
How rare from their own instinct 'tis to feel!
They waste the soul with spurious desire,
That is not the ripe flame upon the bough.
We two have taken up a lifeless vow
To rob a living passion: dust for fire!
Madam is grave, and eyes the clock that tells
Approaching midnight. We have struck despair
Into two hearts. O, look we like a pair
Who for fresh nuptials joyfully yield all else?
poem by George Meredith
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Short but sweet
Short but sweet
February is short in duration
Perfect time for and relations
No need to think and put any equations
Simple answer for right questions
The mild air flows in one direction
With message of love for action
Birds make noise and invite you
Enjoy the love of its kind through
Flowers too do not leg behind
Lovely colors with them to find
Roses with pink and yellow
Say with smile and hello
Move with time and feel pleasure
Something to think about lovely nature
Love to invite and love to enjoy
Pleasant month to be spent with joy
See in my eyes and speak little
Whisper in ears and invite to settle.
I have waged a beautiful battle
Now turn it into heaven and do not scuttle
Do you love anybody?
Have you given feelings to somebody?
If not then think it right now
Way is open to do when and how?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tell It To My Heart
(seth swirsky, earnie gold)
I feel the night explode when were together.
Emotion overload in the heat of pleasure.
Take me Im yours into your arms.
Never let me go.
Tonight I really need to know.
Tell it to my heart
Tell me Im the only one.
Is this really love or just a game?
Tell it to my heart.
I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.
The passions so complete. its neverending.
As long as I receive, the message youre sending.
Body to body, soul to soul
Always feel you near.
So say the words I long to hear.
Tell it to my heart.
Tell me Im the only one.
Is this really love or just a game?
Tell it to my heart.
I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.
Love, love on the run, breaking us down,
Though we keep holding on.
I dont want to lose, no I cant let you go.
Tell it to my heart.
Tell me Im the only one.
Is this really love or just a game?
Tell it to my heart.
I can feel my body rock every time you call my name.
Tell it to my heart. tell me from the start. tell it to my heart.
Tell it to my heart. tell me from the start. tell it to my heart.
Never make it stop. oh, take it to the heart.
Tell it to my heart...
(til fade)
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Cuculus canorus
A grayish European
bird
two-note call
lays its eggs in the nests of birds of other species.
the family Cuculidae, of
grayish-brown plumage
a slender body.
cry of one of these birds.
A foolish
crazy
cuck·ooed, cuck·oo·ing, cuck·oos
repeat incessantly,
as a cuckoo does its call.
Lacking in sense
imitative,
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckooc uckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuck oocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckooc uckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuck oocuckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuckooc uckoocuckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckoocuck oocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuckooc uckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckoocuckoocuck oocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoocuckoo
cuckooed, cuckooing,
hello, my dear cuckoo!
a nice day, is it?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Call U
Girl, I'm goin' crazy, I'm lonely and I need your kiss
My body wants 2 call U but my ego says I got 2 resist
Come and stop it if U want 2 but I ain't playin' second 2 none
U got 2 put your arms around me and tell me I'm the only 1
No call U, U call me (Ooh wee)
If love is true, I will see
Come on, mama
No call U, U call me
If love is true, I will see
No call U, U call me
If love is true, I will see
No call U, U call me
If love is true, I... I... I will see
Yeah! (No call U)
No call U, U call me
If love is true, I will see
No call U, U call me
If love is true, I...
Alright
Yeah
No call U, U call me
Mama, I know U want 2
But I won't call U, U will have 2 call me
Ooh wee, yeah
U... U call me
I called U in the summer
Whenever I'd call your ass up on the phone (No call U, U call me)
Yeah
Yeah, ooh
song performed by by Prince
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Mind, Heart, Body
When we met your body was the major attraction.
All my senses craved physical satisfaction.
Your eyes were penetrating and lips divine.
Your gestures were impressive on a frame so fine.
I longed to touch you, but that's when I went wrong.
I needed touch your mind, but I started too strong.
I was selfish and interested only in my own desire,
Not caring about knowing you or what you require.
As a result I had no hope from the very start…
Without knowing you, there wasn't a way to your heart.
Too late I know that it's first mind, heart… then body;
Not actions of a loser in love so selfish and shoddy.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Before My Eyes
I see before my eyes the wonderful words,
Speak them around the mouth to sustain,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.
I saw so many reasons to master and also afterwards,
Seen so many sessions of praise of this book to attain,
I see before my eyes the wonderful words.
Created and longed for, the books and pages are blizzards,
Looking for times so tight with sin again,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.
May we attain longevity when we read books backwards,
Leaning against the wall to hasten the air plane,
I see before my eyes the wonderful words.
Pleasing us one way is like living a way of life with hazards,
Leading is a disease of words, so frightening for after pain,
So that meanings are clear to the birds.
Can the heraldry of our country be the same innards,
Liking this sign captures the books’ meanings from the brain,
So that meanings are clear to the birds,
I see before my eyes the wonderful words.
poem by Naveed Akram
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How The Words Are Taking The Man
let me start with one word
another word takes in another
and they begin to talk to one another
i let the third word go
and they will ask another one
to equalize both sides
they will soon invite other words
until they will make a crowd
and the words get so many
now with mouths and no ears
like the drink the words take the man
and after so man y words have been uttered
you begin to regret every word that got in
so many and now you feel so empty.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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