Yira
Flirtation,
To run into each other's arms! !
With social contacts and of the events,
But the approaches cam from Yira your mate.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Flirting
She likes listening to you
And then talking with you.
She acknowledges your presence
And then grants her presence.
She lets her eyes meet yours
And then throws private glances
She pretends your intensions
And then accept casual presents.
She ignores incidental touches.
Now the ground is ripe for flirtation.
Flirtation is an art of living.
Flirtation is an art of loving.
Flirtation is the essence of life.
No adultery; a harmless recreation.
16.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Contacts
Their must be some contacts for virus to Infect.
There must be some contacts for love to Infect.
Despite contacts there could be escapes. Don’t suspect.
25.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Libido exertion
Umpteen chances are there for flirtation.
Equally are there thwarts for their abortions.
Youths have learnt to live with flirtation
As means for their libido exertion.
11.08.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Every process which arises from our physical being and is related to it, is an event which lies outside of our volition. Every social process, however, arises from human intentions and human goal setting and occurs within the limits of our volition. Consequently, it is not subject to the concept of natural necessity. … We are here stating no prejudiced opinion, but merely an established fact. Every result of human purposiveness is of indisputable importance for man's social existence, but we should stop regarding social processes as deterministic manifestations of a necessary course of events. Such a view can only lead to the most erroneous conclusions and contribute to a fatal confusion in our understanding of historical events.
quote by Rudolf Rocker
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Lying increases the creative faculties, expands the ego, and lessens the frictions of social contacts.
quote by Clare Booth Luce
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The rise and thefall of charm
Adequacy of contacts brings one
To love a tune or a queen.
Redundancy of contacts sends one
Well 3to abandon them soon.
28.10.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman has poor memory.
She knows not you;
She knows you.
She minds you.
Your figure fails to allure.
Lust is not in her eyes
Unlike it is in yours.
Your contacts only can.
She is moved by events.
Woman forgets man fast
She lives in his holdfast.
16.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns
In the blue light
Of the belvedere motel
Wondering as the television burns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
In a fever
I distinctly hear your voice
Emerging from a dream, the dream returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
After the rain on the interstate
The headlights slide past the moon
A bone-weary traveler
Waits by the side of the road
Wheres he goin?
I dream we are lying on the top of a hill
And headlights slide past the moon
I fold in your arms
And your voice is the heat of the night
Im on fire
In a phone booth
In some local bar and grill
Rehearsing what Ill say, my coin returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Only A Slight Flirtation
‘Twas just a slight flirtation,
And where’s the harm, I pray,
In that amusing pastime
So much in vogue to-day?
Her hand was plighted elsewhere
To one she held most dear,
But why should she sit lonely
When other men are near?
They walked to church together,
They sat upon the shore.
She found him entertaining,
He found her something more.
They rambled in the moonlight;
It made her look so fair,
She let him praise her beauty,
And kiss her flowing hair.
‘Twas just a nice flirtation.
So sad the fellow died.
Was drowned one day while boating,
The week she was a bride.’
A life went out in darkness,
A mother’s fond heart broke,
A maiden pined in secret –
With grief she never spoke.
While robed in bridal whiteness,
Queen of a festal throng,
She moved, whose slight flirtation
Had wrought this triple wrong.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Lovers Are Cute
Nearness offers contacts
Contacts provide attachments
Attachments cause sexual love.
Lovers look cute to each other.
(05.02.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Art is a reality, not a definition; inasmuch as it approaches a reality, it approaches perfection, and inasmuch as it approaches a mere definition, it is imperfect and untrue.
quote by Benjamin Haydon
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The Three Maidens
There were three maidens met on the highway;
The sun was down, the night was late:
And two sang loud with the birds of May,
O the nightingale is merry with its mate.
Said they to the youngest, Why walk you there so still?
The land is dark, the night is late:
O, but the heart in my side is ill,
And the nightingale will languish for its mate.
Said they to the youngest, Of lovers there is store;
The moon mounts up, the night is late:
O, I shall look on man no more,
And the nightingale is dumb without its mate.
Said they to the youngest, Uncross your arms and sing;
The moon mounts high, the night is late:
O my dear lover can hear no thing,
And the nightingale sings only to its mate.
They slew him in revenge, and his true-love was his lure;
The moon is pale, the night is late:
His grave is shallow on the moor;
O the nightingale is dying for its mate.
His blood is on his breast, and the moss-roots at his hair;
The moon is chill, the night is late:
But I will lie beside him there:
O the nightingale is dying for its mate.
poem by George Meredith
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My Long 'Day
My long 'day' approaches its 'night',
An egregious injustice approaches its right!
Truth comes into focus, becomes apparent-
Never have I once, from this, been errant!
The world must now and evermore, awaken,
To all, that from me, has been baselessly taken;
Silent no more, I speak a righteous tale,
No longer may they besmirch me or assail!
Far too much import is there, intrinsic,
To not dispute your mendacious mnesic!
So long as I live, so long as I breathe,
Shall I not cower from what I now sheathe-
Never to stop fighting until the fight is done,
Laying down my arms only when the battle is won!
Maurice Harris,20 September 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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You're My Mate
Ill tell you what I think, I think shes a cow
Shes let you down too many times now
Lets go for a drink, forget it for now
Put It behind you, I think its your round
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
And in the face of things that could hurt you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
And in the face of things that could hurt you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate
Ill tell you what I think, I think hes a pain
He aint got a car, but he drives you insane
Lets go for a drink and sink a few
Enough about him lets talk about you
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
And in the face of things that could hurt you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate
All I wanna do is get drunk here with you
All I wanna do is get drunk here with you
All I wanna do is get drunk here with you
All I wanna do is get drunk here with you
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
And in the face of things that could hurt you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate and I will stand by you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
And in the face of things that could hurt you
Youre my mate and I will stand by you
Cause youre my mate
Cause youre my mate
Cause youre my mate
Cause youre my mate
Cause youre my mate
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song performed by by Right Said Fred
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Lover in the dream
I meet my lover in the dream
He comes in the night and makes beautiful dream
I know he is my soul mate when I look at him
I could act like all girl who fall in love
He’ll never hurt me, I’m safe in his arms
I meet my lover in the dream
He comes in several nights till I thought it’s real
I know he is my soul mate and I love him
He makes me feel happiness just be with him
He loves me through his heart like nobody else
When will I meet my love in real life?
He comes to my life and never leaves again
He will be my soul mate the more I know him
He treats me like precious girl
He’ll never hurt me, I would be safe in his arms
Someday I meet my lover like in the dream
He comes to my life assure me it’s real
He is my soul mate and I love him
He loves me through his heart and nobody else
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The SS, as such, behaved no more criminally than any other social groups would behave when taking part in political events.
quote by Hans Frank
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I'm like a decathlete who does all of the events he's used to, but is being forced by certain circumstances to focus on three events, and being forced to focus on events that he wasn't that interested in, and also weren't his strongest events.
quote by Michael Nyman
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Wasting Company Time
Chasing to taste love from someone,
Will not be done by me.
Bar stools are full with those in flirtation mode,
Especially after a hard day of pushing papers...
From one file to another!
And wasting company time planning company events,
To get employees together...
To discuss what they dislike about their jobs!
It's all part of the alcoholic moments,
Shared by some bartender dependable to keep secrets.
And then the presence of fresh meat enters!
A drink is passed!
A nod is shared.
Numbers are exchanged.
And an arrangement is made,
To deceive someone unaware a chase was done!
In fun to pleasure.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Changes Cause Discomforts
She and I were not in talking terms.
I suffered discomforts from non-contacts.
Used to it, we’ve come to talking terms.
I suffer discomforts to have contacts.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It is extremely dangerous to talk about limits or borders. It is vital, instead, that we remain completely open, that we are always involved, and that we aim to contribute personally in social events.