Ivory Palaces
The sender,
Of honourable men and women;
Affections,
For the ivory palaces are now here to stay;
And like the glad tidings of your love around,
For the desire of your heart is around you.
Blender, sender, vender, tender, fender, bender, gender!
Of honourable men and women;
For the ivory palaces are now here to stay.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tender Sender
I'm a tender sender.
Blended with the best,
Of everything imagined.
Tested and tried.
And satisfying a few.
Filling them up with a prolonged aftertaste.
When I give what I've 'got'...
No dropp is left to waste.
I know I had been taken for granted...
When some have come to leave in haste!
But I am a tender sender who knows about love!
And my love not too many find hard to take.
Well...
At least from my point of view!
Yes...
I can become the worst of heartbreakers...
If I discover what I have given has been misused.
To become one's mistake!
I do not fake my method of revenge.
'That' I could...
But somehow find hard to refuse.
Although I might be the one that is left...
To suffer from my own actions deep within!
And that tenderness,
Becomes less than tender.
With a roar that bellows,
To ignite flames from my chest!
I've done my best to hide this...
But I've been pushed by one or two,
Who sought to see me raging like a bull!
Until there was nothing else left,
That I could choose to do!
And scorching them was something done.
Yet something I wished not to prove!
I'm just a tender sender...
To anyone devoted and in complete surrender!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ivory
You were born with a face that would let you get your way
Yeah you had everything you wanted child, that is until the day
you know you're much too fine and free, Ivory
You've been dressed in a vest, every minute of your day
You walk into a room, stand in a lit shade
Is your timer too high for me, Ivory
Ivory
How does it feel to be so high
Ivory
How long how long will it take for you to cry
Ivory
I'm in need
Ivory
Ivory
I'll touch your soul, might even touch your brain
I know you can't see me
I know your blind
Come back come back and see
Ivory
So good to me
Ivory
song performed by by Bob Seger
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I'M TIRED OF WOMEN...by talile ali
I'M TIRED OF WOMEN
I'M TIRED OF STRIFE
TIRED OF LOVING
TOO HIGH OF A PRICE
I'M TIRED OF SMOOTCHIN
I'M TIRED OF HUGS
I'M TIRED OF EYE GLANCES
I WANT MORE OF THOSE SHRUGS
ALL OF YOU WOMEN
THINK MEN ARE SO BLIND
TREAT US ALL LIKE CATTLE
TO MILK AND ENTWINE
I TIRED OF DEALIN WITH DUCKED UP WOMEN
I'M SIGNING OFF WOMEN
GIVEN THEM UP INSTEAD
I'D RATHER BE SANE NOW
DON'T WANNA BE DEAD
SO IF YOU'RE ATTRACTED
TO ME WHILE IM OUT
I'M TELLING YOU WOMEN
AS LOUD AS I CAN SHOUT
I'M TIRED OF YOU WOMEN
OF ALL THE ABUSE
OF ALL THE LOST MOMENTS
OF ALL THE SPENT TRUTHS
DON'T WANNA BE YOUR CONFIDANT
DON'T WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND
STAY AWAY FROM ME WOMEN
YOUR DESIRE WILL BE MY END
SO AS I MARCH ON
STAY OUTTA MY WAY
I'M TIRED OF YOU WOMEN
GET AWAY FROM ME,
OK?
poem by Talile Ali
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Cassia
Myrrh, aloes and cassia out of the ivory palaces;
The movement of the mountains and the seas are seen by many!
And of the waters that roared and formed,
For your love was lost last night.
There is a river whose streams will gladden your hearts,
And of one's love so sweet to share;
So why have you broken down the hedges of your love? !
For all who pass by will now pluck and eat your fruit.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Click On 'Poets
When you enter,
Click on 'Poets' and then,
Type in my full name: 'Edward Kofi Louis';
There and then, it will open automatically to my page! !
And, you can read my poems.
Sage, page, cage, rage, mage, marriage, wage;
From time to time!
But not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse;
For, the cat is always in your room.
Fine, dine, wine, vine, cine, sine, line, pine, mine, nine, shine;
Inperfect health,
On to perfection! !
But, it has been a while hearing from you.
Of the miracles of my life,
Of the joy of my muse,
Of the peace of my mind,
And like the muse of your sweet love!
But, not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse.
In the heat,
In the cold,
And like the candlelight of your love!
But click on 'Poets' to find my sweet muse;
For, i do have a message for you.
We are all over there,
Poets of the world! !
But, it has been a very long time hearing from you;
Vender, finder, blender, winder, lender, mender, tender, sender!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
But, be my guest at this page.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Antony: For Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men.
line from The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, Act III, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1599)
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Women
I love women, I think theyre great
Theyre a solace to the world in a terrible state
Theyre a blessing to the eyes, a balm to soul
What a nightmare to have no women in the world
I love women
I love women
I love women
We all love women
I used to look at women in the magazines
I know that it was sexist, but I was in my teens
I was very bitter, all my sex was on the sly
I couldnt keep my hands off women, and I wont till I die
I love women
Ah, I love women
We love women
We all love women
A womans love can lift you up, and women can inspire
I feel like buying flowers and hiring a celestial choir
A choir of castratis to serenade my love
Theyd sing a little bach for us and then wed make love
I love women
I love women
We all love women
We love women
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Obsession
Making somebody happy is a question of give and take
You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break
Every smile and every little touch
Don't you know that they mean so much
Sweet sweet kisses so tender
Always will return to sender
Like a bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum
So give it away, I think you'll learn
You'll get love in return
So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
A boom-a-boomerang is love
Love is always around and you can look for it anywhere
When you feel that you've found it my advice is to take good care
Never use it as a selfish tool
Never ever be such a fool
Every feeling you're showing
Is a boomerang you're throwing
Yes a bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum
So give it away, I think you'll learn
You'll get love in return
So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
And if you're warm and tender
I'll kiss you, return to sender
Please surrender
Bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
A boom-a-boomerang is love
song performed by by Sugababes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Clap Your Hands
Cause, because, course, caution;
And like a bullock in the land of your muse,
But clap your hands in applause when you have love.
Be still and know that i am near,
And try to share your mind with others;
For the honourable men and women are closer to you as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Women
Women behind bars, women in fast cars, women in distress, women with no dress
Women in airplanes, women who play games
Women in uniform, see that woman with her clothes gone
Women who satisfy, women you cant buy
Like women in magazines, and women in a limousine
Women who sip champagne, women who feel no pain
Women in a disco, and women who dont wanna know, no no
Oh, women wanting sympathy, women feeling extacy
Women who live in fantasies, bringing man to his knees
Women who boil to love, women who need a shove
Women who cant be beat, get that woman in the back seat, yeah yeah
Women in the usa, those women steal your heart away
Women into rock n roll, women who steal the show, go go go
Women that you write songs about, women that turn around and kick you out
Women you dream about all your life
Women that stab you in the back with a switchblade knife
Oh women, oohoo, talking bout women, all round the world
Yeah women, all the naughty girls, talking bout women, come on baby
song performed by by Foreigner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Kissing My Love
When I'm kissing my love
I can hear a thump thumping in my head
Mmm when I'm kissing my love
I close my eyes and see
A pretty city
With a million flowerbeds
Ah I can hear the angels sing
Songs that only angels sing
He's such a pretty thing
That I can feel my heart
Just a thumping and a skipping
When I'm kissing my love
Mmm ah when I'm kissing my love
I feel the blood pumping in my veins
Mmm when I'm kissing my love
He's such a tender sender
With a sweet young frame
Oh he's so good at what he does
All I wanna do is kiss and hug
He's got me in love
And I can feel my heart
Just a thumping and a skipping
When I'm kissing my love
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
When he's kissing me
When I'm kissing my love
Ah when I'm kissing my love
I feel the blood pumping in my veins
Oh when I'm kissing my love
He's such a tender sender
With a sweet young frame
Oh now he's so good at what he does
All I wanna do is kiss and hug
He's got me in love
And I can feel my heart
Just a thumping and a skipping
When I'm kissing my love
When I'm kissing my love
When he's k
song performed by by Fiona Apple
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Phenomenal Women
the devils are to the heavens
what women are to this world
to have themselves subjugated by men
after having guaded the sky for a million years?
what a painful fall it must be for the black angels!
and the women, after having closely guarded
the entire human race all these milleniums
- the excruciating pain to bring each to the world
further sacrfice to make sure every inch of him is spic and span
and to learn that after all these predicaments
nothing but inferiority being ascribed to her
the devil must be having a better deal
yet without fail, the patient doting women pray
for the deliverance of her men, sons from all woes -
this world and the next
yes, women such honourable phenomenal creature
the devil should be ashamed to have gotten her to bite
into the forbidden fruit
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Women are like raindrops: some fall on palaces, others on ricefields.
Dreams surely are difficult, confusing, and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates: one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive, bringing tidings which come to nought, but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them.
How Many Women Are Out There?
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a man?
That would fight for what he believes in,
And would do whatever he can.
How many women are out there,
That wish that they could find?
A man that looks at future.
Not the things that are left behind.
How many women are out there,
That seek a man who's true?
When the situation arises,
It's the right thing he will do.
How many women are out there,
Looking for a man with determined heart?
To change the things he needs to change,
To make a brand new start.
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a friend?
One that would always be there for you.
On him you could depend.
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a lover?
To hold you hand when you walk around,
And hold your heart under the covers.
How many women are out there,
Think this man does not exist?
A figment of your imagination.
Is it one you can't resist?
How many women are out there,
That this is your desire?
This is the man you're seeking.
The one who'll light your fire.
How many women are out there,
They think that this man could be?
I'll let you know he does exist.
That man is simply me.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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A Carved Ivory
Walking naked and barefooted,
Moab will wail for Moab;
Naked and barefooted,
Gladness is taken away along with joy.
A Carved Ivory,
Fair as the moon with my mind on you;
To the heights of the mountains,
Bright as the sun with my mind on you;
To the bed of spices,
Love is like the fragrance of Lebanon!
To a Carved Ivory,
Our legs at war;
To a Carved Ivory,
Our toes for battle;
To a Carved Ivory,
Our bones so scattered;
Love is sweeter than wine.
prayers like incense,
Gladness is taken away along with joy;
Life is like a harp with ten strings where,
Wisdom is better than strength.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Palaces of Glass
‘I don’t love you anymore! ’
Then she turned to face the door,
As the well-spring of emotion burst at last;
For the truth will not be hidden
From the moment that it’s bidden
Though it shatters all the palaces of glass.
All the palaces of glass
That we toil to build, alas,
Shatter surely at the first bleak winter’s chill;
Along corridors and towers
By the eaves, and in the bowers
Icy winds and bitter mists will take their fill.
‘I have loved you now since when,
And will love, until again
You can find it in your heart to think of me.’
Then I looked, and she was gone
With a winter coming on,
The like of which I thought I’d never see.
Now the night is like a pall
Holding heaven in its thrall,
And the ice has slowed the blood within the vein;
All my palaces are gone
Only memories linger on,
And a love that I could only feel as pain!
24 January 1979
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Bang-a-boomerang
Making somebody happy is a question of give and take
You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break
Every smile and every little touch
Dont you know that they mean so much
Sweet sweet kisses so tender
Always will return to sender
Like a bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum
So give it away, I think youll learn
Youll get love in return
So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
A boom-a-boomerang is love
Love is always around and you can look for it anywhere
When you feel that youve found it my advice is to take good care
Never use it as a selfish tool
Never ever be such a fool
Every feeling youre showing
Is a boomerang youre throwing
Yes a bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum
So give it away, I think youll learn
Youll get love in return
So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
And if youre warm and tender
Ill kiss you, return to sender
Please surrender
Bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
A boom-a-boomerang is love
song performed by by ABBA
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Return To Sender
I gave a letter to the postman,
He put it his sack.
Bright in early next morning,
He brought my letter back.
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lovers spat
I write Im sorry but my letter keeps coming back.
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special d.
Bright in early next morning
It came right back to me.
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such person, no such so.
This time Im gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
Then Ill understand - the writing on it
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Ladies Complain
The Men go out and Hunt for Food
Women stay home and make there Brood
Then the men come back in a good Mood
Only to get, both ears Chewed! !
So then things Change, and the women hunt for a Meal
And all their men stay home and Invent the Wheel
Then the women come back with the Food
To find there men in a real good Mood
So either way the women will Complain
About men's cocks and having no Brains
Maybe someday this will all End
And all women will be our best Friend
poem by David Darbyshire
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