Carnal
The carnal mind of mankind is what rules the wold,
And the beautiful butterflies were killed last night!
But, i did seek for you my love;
And, you were nowhere to be found.
The rain has now stopped for me to walk through,
And the carnal mind will lead me on to search for you!
Because, she she who is your wife brought forth her firstborn last night;
And, you were nowhere to be found.
The carnal minds of therse people around me are in vain! !
But, where is the husband of this woman?
And like the case of the dead butterflies!
For, i now need a place to hide myself from these negative acts.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Are An Example
The works of the flesh,
Sex is being practised openly everywhere!
The carnal mind of the people,
Nakedness is being exposed freely everywhere!
But the works of the flesh is always like fools on a roll call.
Compassion, kindness and mercy;
Live as an example for others to learn from you,
And do not live according to the flesh.
Life is like a half dead man walking at times,
And love is like a half dead woman walking around too!
But try to live according to the spirit than the flesh always.
Look at th diseases aound us,
We have to come out of the world and learn to live better;
For you are part of it and an example of it!
So let us make a better choice and live like,
A woman who cannot forget her missing child:
For the carnal mind i vanity to all the things around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Carnal Mind
Misunderstanding, sing, ring, guns, arise, dine, dean, sane, made, dues, ant;
And like the carnal mind!
But true love, care and concern for all is what we need as human beings.
Misunderstanding, rag, dig, rand, rend, sender, issue, aids, aide, aid, sit, sun;
And like the muse of love as compared to the muse of hatred! !
But the carnal mind had taken over and, minkind is now faced with wars!
However, true love, care and concern for all is what we need.
Misunderstanding, saint, stain, nun, mare, tear, near, seas, sea, sears, sear, gun, sages;
With hatred everywhere today to overcome the fruits of love!
But we the human beings need to change for the better! !
Because the wars are killing us all,
And we need a better home with love than hatred.
Misunderstanding, ears, ear, era, are, dare, dear, read, tan, run, ran, age, ages, sine;
Why should we throw bombs against each other? ! !
When this earth was meant for you and i;
For, it is better to live peacefully than with hatred that leads to war!
And, you and i know the truth onthis earth.
Misunderstanding, rats, tar, tars, is, sin, gin, den, miss, at, as, Miss, sad, mad, sage, sat;
And like the very acts of the carnal mind! !
But, is there any hope for us? !
Then we better think twice before killing someone because of hatred;
For his earth is the only one that we have.
Misunderstanding, under, understand, stand, standing, end, and, star, rat, satrs, rise;
Mind your language and watch your lips!
For we need to understand each other in a very peaceful way;
And like the sweet muse of love,
For e carnal mind is all that we need to control! !
Misunderstanding, dam, side, ride, am, in, Inn, seat, seats, sand, set, sets, sits, due;
And like the rainbow colours teachings us how to mix up with each other,
For the carnal mind had taken us to the other side!
And, war had been to us like the way we do spell out our names! !
Misunderstanding, use, uses, mind, mean, mine, man, men, sue, sues, mend, range, me;
And like the carnal mind in conflict with each other!
But, it is time we know the difference betwen right and wrong;
For, peace is better than war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Writing is the most emotional.
Watch a carnal scene;
See your gonad gets up.
Observe a carnal body;
See your gonad walks down.
Write about a carnal scene or body;
See your gonad gallop and run.
Writing is a high degree mental process.
02.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cheating Online
My husband joined with Second Life,
An online interactive game.
I became the suspicious wife
When his being online became
More and more secretively sly.
So I joined up and found out how
To hire a game made private eye.
The Second Life rules did allow
The tracking of my husband's play,
Most of which was playing around
In computerized carnal way.
Such technology does astound!
It's infidelity of course.
I'm gonna get a real divorce.
Butterflies For Breakfast? (Life Poem)
Butterflies before you sit the final exam,
Butterflies before you go for a job interview,
Butterflies before you ask her out on a date,
Butterflies before you kiss her for the first time,
Butterflies before you propose two will be one,
Butterflies before you meet her family,
Butterflies before you see her all in white,
Butterflies before you make that big speech,
Butterflies before you see that your baby is OK,
Butterflies before you get news from the doctor,
Butterflies before you lose your job again,
Butterflies before you face any little crisis,
But -
No butterflies for breakfast.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Blunt, Banned and Burnt
carnal knowledge
against the order of nature
attempts
at carnal knowledge
banish
acts of,
procurement of,
or attempts to procure acts
of 'gross indecency'
between
men and men
women and women
men and women
women and men
animals,
plants,
whatsoever
in public or private
ts unethical!
ts unspiritual!
ts unbiological!
ts unholy!
blunt.
banned.
burnt.
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“…Neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor homosexuals, nor sodomites,
nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners will inherit the
kingdom of God” (1 Corinthians 6: 9-10) .
poem by Mugano S. Paul
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Puffed Up With The Carnal Mind
Puffed up with the carnal mind,
But sin affects everyone around us and just you only;
And we are supposed to set positive examples for everyone to follow,
So humble yourself in the land of your muse.
Tempted,
Sacrificed,
But try to lead the people in righteousness!
And like servants who paid the tribute,
But with words of love to control your mind! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Might
You are my firstborn and my might,
And of the first sign of my strength of love;
But in your anger, they killed a man and said it was right.
You are too old to have a husband but,
You do cling on me with your love;
And for the pleasure of your love,
The people around hamstrung an ox.
Farwell my lover,
For you became pregnant by one night love;
And here is my virgin daughter for your people.
Do not be so vile to my gest,
For this woman came in as the morning appeared;
And her hands arenow on her threshold of love,
Because you failed to care for her needs.
This was like the sin of Sodom,
But you are the super-girl and i am the wonderful-boy;
And the strength of love had brought us together as one.
Jealousy arouses a husband's furry,
And like the seducing tongue of the strange woman;
For she has a proud look on and,
She speaks with her feet when it matters.
You have prepared a table for me in the presence of my enemies!
But behold, i am like a man whose name is the flowers;
And your gold earrings identifies you as my firstborn but,
Jealousy is still in your mother's laps.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Butterfiles
VERSE
Swallow purple terror candy
Don't forget to breathe
Sickened by the wanting
And drowning from the need
This dichromatic vision
Of one who does not care
To sipping cocktail sedatives
Two months to hide somewhere
CHORUS
Butterflies, Butterflies
Cut the stomach out and hand it over
Butterflies, Butterflies
My heart will be the bridge that-
you walk over
VERSE
The wolf has caught the chicken
And now I feel unsteady
Emotions on the blink again
So kick me when you're ready
Here lies a violet coffin
The death of my control
Along with all my skeletons
They put them in the hole
VERSE
Sickened by the notion
I give myself again
Choking on the bullet, the gun-
thats found a friend
So raise your glass to sorrow
And drink to all the pain
Tie a silver ribbon around
The pieces that remain
CHORUS
Butterflies, Butterflies
Cut the stomach out and hand it over
Butterflies, Butterflies
My heart will be the bridge that-
you walk over
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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Someone True
Circles like golden eye lashes
We repeat molds of the peyote birds
Now the lonely stars sing of change
I await someone who is of the mystic
Someone more sexual then butterflies
Someone wanton and carnal
Someone of the duel kingdoms
Someone true
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Rain, Rain, Rain!
Rain, rain, rain
As kids, by then
We played in pools
And chased butterflies
Beautiful were flowers
Rain, rain, rain
Splish, splash, splosh
Warming is my heart, rain
This night, all come, sleepiness
Your song. My lullaby, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Happy kids and butterflies
Rain
Warm hearts and lullabies
Rain, rain, rain.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Wind
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the winter stark,
Oh the level dark,
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the mystery
Of the blasted tree
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the owlet's croon
To the haggard moon,
To the waning moon,
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the fleshless stare,
Oh the windy hair,
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the cold sigh,
Oh the hollow cry,
The lean and hollow cry,
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
Oh the wold, the wold,
Oh the wold, the wold!
Oh the white sight,
Oh the shuddering night,
The shivering shuddering night,
On the wold, the wold, the wold!
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Memorial Beach
(pal waaktaar)
I pace the length of my unmade room
In times of change
My bags are packed, guess Im leaving the womb
Into the rain
We never found
A place to hide
Some peace of mind
God knows we tried
Toes in the sand, the seductive sway
Ooh...nothing better, babe
Across the bay--sarasota way
We held together
We never found
A place to hide
Some peace of mind
God knows we tried, yeah
So we walk down to memorial beach
Where things began
Honey days and nights without sleep
Lost in the sand
We never found a place to hide
Some peace of mind
God knows we tried, yeah.
song performed by by A-Ha
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In The Name Of Lust
Do not eat any reptile and,
Heavy drinking of any sort is prohibited over here;
For, the carnal minds of mankind are full of lies.
Keep your marriages intact!
For, none of the religions carry the True Name of the Creator;
However, we are bombarded daily with many religions claiming to tell the truth.
Do not eat or drink blood!
And, do not be under the control of the gods and goddesses;
For, the atonement of our sins is like the babies of teenage mothers.
The life of teenage girls and boys,
Learning from their parents to make a change;
But, how much perfect can they be if, their parents themselves are off the tracks? ! !
Of the carnal minds and,
Of the lust of this world;
Of the keys of hell and,
Of the doors of the graves!
You've left your first lover and now you are with another;
And like the teenage pregnancies worldwide.
Do not cure the deaf,
Do not cure your parents or your teachers,
Do not eat things sacrificed to the gods and the goddesses! !
For, one day you will pay for your sins.
The fruit os death,
The love os sin by many!
And like the beds of fornication and adultery;
But, it is very sad that, the dragon is worshipped today than the Creator! !
And, many are already lost in the name of lust.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Spring-turned Autumn
Love between you and me
Knowingly or unknowingly
Budded before we blossomed,
But blossomed after we withered,
Having gone onto hibernation,
Fortunately or unfortunately,
In our spring of animation
When we branched severally.
Love between you and me
Belatedly or befittingly
Unfurled its stored fragrance
And permeated our inner sense
Only in our autumn of emptiness
When we headed for senescence,
And yet gives us a new sensation
As though we’re back to spring.
Love between you and me
Uniquely or uncommonly
Bloomed, not like a flower
That in spring opens with vigour
And ends with bearings in summer,
But one, seeded before carnal sphere,
Still out-living our carnal desire
To bring to the fall the eternal Spring.
Love between you and me
Intently and intrinsically
Is a Jasmine in its emergence
That exudes to us only fragrance
Which we breathe with all innocence
Without disturbing others’ balance.
Love for each other gives us all the vibes
To feel ever springs and no falls.
Blossomed in autumn
Our naïve love,
And brought to autumn
Ever spring now 25.03.1999
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In The Yard Behind The Church
In the yard, behind the church
Where butterflies and blackbirds search
For a safe place to rest the night away
We will go down to the brook
And sit upon the overlook
Then forget about the troubles of the day
We will walk among the graves of
Men long dead with Presidents' names and
Listen to the water flow softly by
I will kiss you on the lips now
And as the sky grows dark we'll strip down
And let the water wash away all lies
In the yard, behind the church
Where butterflies and blackbirds perch
On gravestones as the garden's growing dim
We will lay down on the ground
And put our cheeks against the dirt down
Where it no longer matters where you've been
song performed by by Eels
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Christmas Manger
it is said that this night was the most beautiful night.
every star in the sky was shining very bright
there was not a cloud in the sky as far as the eye could see.
yet! it was foretold to kings of three different nations.
that a woman was about to give birth
to a child which would save this earth.
they packed up everything that they would need
and traveled on this beautiful night
to see this most glorious sight.
when they saw this child with eyes so blue
they knew that this was true.
for this child had such piercing eyes
that it saw through them and touched the sky.
his eyes gave the kings such tranquility
and a flaming desire in their souls
that this child they wanted to hold.
as they passed him from one to another
they looked upon the blessed mary and joseph
kneeling in the hay.
that they all began to pray.
they blessed this child with more than gold
for throughout the world this story would be told.
and even till this very day
we thank god in every way, for this beautiful
child who was born that night.
to give all of mankind a belief greater than they
and to wash away-the sins that we are born with at birth.
they say that the location of the manger was never found
that with time it was torn to the ground.
yet! people come from all over the world
in search of that sacred place.
so that they may feel his grace.
they feel his presence and know he's there
to erase all their fears.
yet the search should not be on the ground
but thru his love found all around.
give of yourself all that you can
and he will give you the helping hand.
poem by Louis Rams
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Virtue and Vice
SHE was so good, and he was so bad
A very pretty time they had!
A pretty time, and it lasted long:
Which of the two was more in the wrong?
He befouled in the slough of sin;
Or she whose piety pushed him in?
He found her yet more cold and staid
As wedded wife than courted maid:
She filled their home with freezing gloom;
He felt it dismal as a tomb:
Her steadfast mind disdained his toys
Of worldly pleasures, carnal joys;
Her heart firm-set on things above
Was frigid to his earthly love.
So he came staggering home at night;
Where she sat chilling, chaste, and white:
She smiled a scornful virtuous smile,
He flung good books with curses vile.
Fresh with the early morn she rose,
While he yet lay in a feverish doze:
She prayed for blessings from the Throne,
He called for “a hair of the dog” with a groan:
She blessed God for her strength to bear
The heavy load,—he ’gan to swear:
She sighed, would Heaven, ere yet too late,
Bring him to see his awful state!
The charity thus sweetly pressed
Made him rage like one possessed.
So she grew holier day by day,
While he grew all the other way.
She left him: she had done her part
To wean from sin his sinful heart,
But all in vain; her presence might
Make him a murderer some mad night.
Her family took her back, pure saint,
Serene in soul, above complaint:
The narrow path she strictly trod,
And went in triumph home to God:
While he into the Union fell,
Our halfway house on the road to Hell.
With which would you rather pass your life
The wicked husband or saintly wife?
poem by James Thomson
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Wintour
Rejoice and do the right thing while you live,
For the carnal mind is like the mortal beast!
And i am here with Wintour my lover to meet you,
Because two are better than one on this issue.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Case of Butterflies brought back to life
From your case of butterflies,
Beautifully preserved butterflies,
You choose which one
Tonight;
And night by night
You give them breath,
You give them flight
Of ideas and words,
By blowing them out
Into the atmosphere,
Like fireflies one by one;
Each one different
But one source,
Covertly relieving you
Of your curse.
poem by Harriet James
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