Confession to a vista lips
A lip of finest invention,
A man of righteous detention,
To forsake all against her mention,
A lip brewed of orbs rarest,
That the world thirst at its dearest,
A lip of life sweet taste,
To most breath that haste,
At righteous fall,
Hello Mr. Owner mall,
Who at her beckon crawl,
To sustain this grievous call,
But now, testosterone brawl,
A wish at futile chase,
Ending a world so encase,
A champagne life lips,
With berries to match it oozing whips,
A lip of warmth so enchanting,
That bestows life to all that's panting,
Tonight again,
The waxing light remain,
With a wild glee across the room
And calm of mute insensate things at zoom.
A lovelier lip like flower on earth,
That dwelt among untrodden hearts,
Her lips tonight shall be sportive as fawn,
And vital feelings of delight shall to stately height rear her form,
The candle will retain its squint across the room,
The Bordeaux glass will then roll over the fluffy fawn floor,
In mute-less sprawling fall,
Against sounds of protest,
After this perverting conquest.
Her lips of unwinding sensuality,
Like an umbel in casting shadow,
Her lips of incentive spirituality,
A garnish of dip yogurt, garlic and cucumber by the Arno,
A beauty born of murmuring sound,
Not the spherical shape,
But unconventional profound,
Like a fruit of grape,
Come, let the floating cloud lend their state,
Unwear your gabardine and the midnight stars gada straight.
Her lips of warmth and love,
In ages i shall love.
poem by Folayemi Akande
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Taste It
Yes its me
I am the one
To make you see
Where we belong
I was shaking
Like a leaf
All wrapped up
In my dirty sheets
If I agree
To what comes next
I would be faking
With the best of them
It seems a crime
I would commit
Without the difference
Of all the worlds gifts
Sweet sweet sweet
Could you taste it
Never never never
Never never never
Taste it
To dream
All the time
Without a scream
In the dead of night
All those faces
Come back to me
Ill be begging
To swim that sea
Yes I made
A picture story
Make you cry
In all your glory
A need to quench
The thirst of many
To justify
And make ready
Sweet sweet sweet
Could you taste it
This realization
Owes us strength to show
If youre uncertain
Youre invited to believe
These are the words I speak
These are the words I speak
A dislocation
]from where we once came from
Give sons and daughters
Because we want to go on
These are the words she speaks
These are the words she speaks
Sweet sweet sweet
Could you taste it
song performed by by INXS
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My Inventions
My invention carries grim events,
At last the night has observed a rest;
To me you sound like my invention,
Opening of pages, closing of books.
These families of words rest and relax
Like the inhalation of the air by the lungs.
My heart has twitched and feared
From the slight whispers and customs.
My invention is sweet for the eyes of the public,
My inventions improve by the day.
My inventions cause us to be substances
So pure and lovely, to the touch and taste,
But do not just smell or sniff,
Also care for the people who are inventing.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Love you mom
YOU ARE THE GREATEST OF THEM ALL
YOU TRULLY ARE AN ANGEL IN HUMAN FORM
I COULD NEVER FIND ANYONE SO LOVING
THAN YOU MOM, MY DEAREST MOM
THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME LIFE
AS FOR ALL THE THINGS YOU DID FOR ME
I CAN NEVER MENTION THEM ALL
I JUST WISH YOU KNOW
HOW MUCH I TREASURE YOU
HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
YOU ARE ONE SPECIAL GIRL TO ME
MY DEAREST MOM
poem by Victor Estrada
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Every New Invention
Every New Invention
The Press has still to mention,
we’ve yet to know about,
every new invention
that we can’t live without.
Prosperity seems fleeting,
mankind must comprehend
it can't continue cheating
Earth's resources pretend
they’re ever self-repeating
eternally extend
all generations greeting -
so spendthrift ways amend.
We live with central heating,
on science we depend,
and every day we’re meeting
new methods without end.
The layman’s comprehension
is stretched from nowt to doubt,
to up the spout - attention
strong’s sought from louts change flout.
We struggle, self-completing,
to balance ends, means, spend
time in between competing
choice options to defend
our rights to worthwhile pension,
planned obsolescence tout.
World enters new dimension
where friends, foes’ rout, want out!
robi3_0036 written 4 February 1975 revised 20 December 2008 previous version see below
Every New Invention
The Press has still to mention,
we’ve yet to know about,
every new invention
that we can’t live without.
We live with central heating,
on science we depend,
and every day we’re meeting
new methods without end.
4 February 1975
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Lines on a Fountain
We love cold water as it flows from the fountain,
Which nature hath brewed alone in the mountain,
In the wild woods and in the rocky dell
Where man hath not been but the deer loves to dwell,
And away across the sea in far distant lands
In Asia's gloomy jungles and Africa's drifting sands,
Where to the thirsty traveller a charming spot of green
Is by far the rarest gem his eyes have ever seen.
And when he hath quenched his thirst at the cooling spring,
With many grateful songs he makes the air to ring.
For many nights he dreams of this scene of bliss,
And when he thinks of Heaven it is of such as this.
poem by James McIntyre
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One World
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
It's a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
The Third World breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world there's no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
It's just a self deluding trick
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
I don't want to bring a sour note
Remember this before you vote
We can all sink or we all float
'Cos we're all in the same big boat
One world is enough
For all of us
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
One world...
song performed by by Police
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In other words, what is supposedly found is an invention whose inventor is unaware of his act of invention, who considers it as something that exists independently of him; the invention then becomes the basis of his world view and actions.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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God Amply Blesses Righteous Souls
At last, some things do happen much sought for,
in strange a manner, and in God’s own time;
The world is taken aback by such feats –
those happen by mere trust in Almighty!
God blesses righteous souls in mighty ways!
Our prayers can bring forth miracles quite fast;
God does not forsake nor abandon souls;
His love for righteousness is too steadfast.
The world looks down upon all righteous souls;
Yet, truth triumphs always ultimately;
Our foes and friends cannot believe their eyes;
God showers blessings on His beloved souls.
The righteous win against such heavy odds;
When God does things, He does them perfectly;
Our earthly tries end up in vanity,
But God gives upright souls some thumping wins.
Let worry not engulf one’s heart and mind;
Keep purity of soul foremost in life;
Sin shouldn’t decrease the bond of man with God;
God does great things if one truly deserves!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-11-2008
poem by John Celes
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One World
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
Its a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending theyre a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
The third world breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world theres no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
Its just a self deluding trick
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
I dont want to bring a sour note
Remember this before you vote
We can all sink or we all float
cause were all in the same big boat
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
song performed by by Sting
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It has been common knowledge to informed collectors that many times the finest and rarest art glass is found unsigned.
quote by James Lafferty
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My Dearest Drug Friend
My dearest drug friend caught up in your trip,
Holding on tightly but still losing your grip.
My dearest drug friend passed out on the floor,
Full of insanity but still searching for more.
My dearest drug friend so messed in the mind,
Leaving the life you once had behind.
My dearest drug friend craving your coke,
Blinded by powder and chemical smoke.
My dearest drug friend you're slipping away,
If only you'd stop this damaging way.
My dearest drug friend hold on to your life,
Put down your gun and your blood-shedding knife.
My dearest drug friend stop selling your soul,
Stop playing with needles and paying the toll.
My dearest drug friend you're giving it all,
To drugs you'll bow down, to drugs you will fall.
My dearest drug friend you've chosen to die,
You gave drugs your life and that makes me cry.
poem by Pritisha Sardesai
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Honorable Mention
I served out my detention
And in the end I got an honorable mention
In the movie of my life, starring you
Instead of me
When the moonlight, hits your bright eyes I go blind
And maybe next time
Ill remember not to tell you something stupid like Ill never leave your side
Like the oldest movie I ever saw was the one we wrote together
I said I hate you but Id never change a thing
I can be your john cusack
I burnt out
My defensive
Now everything I say is taken as offensive
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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It's You
It's you that I'm bleeding from the wounds of my soul;
it's you that I'm breathing without sense of control;
it's you that I'm dreaming with my eyes opened wide,
it's you that I picture when I close them at night;
it's you that I fear to tear down my whole world;
it's you that I'm drawn to like a ship in a swirl.
It's you that I sip with insatiable thirst,
it's you that I keep as my last thought and first.
It's you that I taste in a sweet-bitter bite,
it's you that I find when I'm searching inside.
It's you that I steal from, the hope of one spark;
it's you that I light to scatter my dark;
it's you that I imprison in the dungeon of me,
it's you that I chain and throw down the key.
It's you that I enjoy when enduring this pain,
it's you that I engrave in my heart with my brain.
It's you that I lust for in unearthly bliss,
it's you that I dive into for the spell of ONE kiss.
It's you that I see wherever I look,
it's you that I read when I open a book,
it's you that I hear when I listen a song,
it's you that I know you're the righteous wrong,
it's you that I feel in all moments of doubt,
it's you that I write this poem about.
It's you that I say yes to; it's you that says no.
It's you that I have... in the end... to let go.
poem by Adi Niculae (September 2012)
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Just So God Damn Sweet
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. Going ı n the depth of the soul.
Giving up all control.
Becoming a slave to the mined.
No need to justify. Just live ı t as ı t ı s.
No need to worry about ı f you will be satisfied.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet, ı magine that.
Take a chance, take another glance, being pulled ı n.
Hypnotized and memorized all at the same time.
Stir the perfect blend of just go damn fine fine oh oh fine.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. No more good byes. Here to stay.
Here to lift the spirits so high above the sky.
Coming out of the shadows to bring the sun to your eyes.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. The best moment of all time.
Live ı t then rewind. Do ı t all over again.
Soon or later you'll win.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. I will break free. I will be me.
Its my party. Its my choice. Its my voice.
So sincere, so secure, so strong.
Right where ı belong.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. Today we meet.
What a treat.
First ı mpressions lead to a succession of the best lessons of life.
Hit that, taste that, just so god damn sweet.
Imagine that. Are you ready to meet the real me?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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She emits such a magnetic hold upon my soul
That I may not contemplate existence whole
Without being bound in time and space
To the girl that makes my heartbeat race.
Rachael, sweet Rachael dearest, grace art thou
In faith my heart endows its love upon your form.
You of the heart of pastel pink upon your chest,
You of the smile that could settle rage to rest.
You who art bestowed with the bosom of a mother goddess,
You, you are the girl who blows me kiss’s upon the breeze
Within the world of dreamtime wandering. It is you I seek,
You who are the girl to make my knees grow weak.
Rachael, sweetest rose, dearest, grace art thou
In faith my heart endows its lust upon your flesh,
From you of the finest form divine does radiance shine
Through an eternal window from the deepest abyss.
Rachael, sweetest rose, one kiss, one moment of bliss
It is for this I ask before the present past becomes a
Future lost surreal, Dearest, know the way I feel.
poem by David Lacey
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Heart is like chocolate
Heart is like chocolate
Ranged from extremely dark to purely white
It could taste sweet, it could taste bitter
Melted when hot, hard when cold
It has many varieties and shapes
It could be fake, it could be made from finest quality
From common knowledge to secret recipe
From genius innovation to weird ingredient
Whenever you are sad, whenever you are happy
It makes you craving, it makes you addicted
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The world will never have lasting peace so long as men reserve for war the finest human qualities. Peace, no less than war, requires idealism and self-sacrifice and a righteous and dynamic faith.
quote by John Foster Dulles
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The Fruit Of Love's Desire.
The fruit of love's desire is sweet
For any man and maid to eat.
However ripened in time's air,
No other can with it compare.
'Tis like those apples 'of such price,
No tree can ever bear them twice;'
And only two may share it, so
That they would all its sweetness know.
It is so fine and fair a thing
And eaten with such passioning,
The eaters seem themselves to be
Fed on each other's mystery;
And when they have the sweet thing ate
Sigh for the lack of all things yet,
For once 'tis bitten to the core
The dearest dream of life is o'er,
And man and maid within time's waste
Another such may never taste.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Vine of Life
Substance is not divinity.
It is a creation of divinity.
My substance is my creation.
Is it substantially good?
Is it substantially evil?
The mind creates a bitter fruit.
Bitter to the taste,
Bitter to the eyes,
Bitter to the heart.
The spirit creates a sweet fruit.
Sweet to the taste,
Sweet to the eyes,
Sweet to the heart.
The vine is the connection to the fruit.
Our connection to the source of life.
Is life mind or spirit?
What is my calling or what is calling me?
The voices in my head?
Or the voice of creation?
The mind has limited capability.
The spirit has limitless.
For the mind will always thirst.
And the spirit will quench another.
Now my cup runneth over.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The Virgin Mother
My little love, my darling,
You were a doorway to me;
You let me out of the confines
Into this strange countrie,
Where people are crowded like thistles,
Yet are shapely and comely to see.
My little love, my dearest
Twice have you issued me,
Once from your womb, sweet mother,
Once from myself, to be
Free of all hearts, my darling,
Of each heart’s home-life free.
And so, my love, my mother,
I shall always be true to you;
Twice I am born, my dearest,
To life, and to death, in you;
And this is the life hereafter
Wherein I am true.
I kiss you good-bye, my darling,
Our ways are different now;
You are a seed in the night-time,
I am a man, to plough
The difficult glebe of the future
For God to endow.
I kiss you good-bye, my dearest,
It is finished between us here.
Oh, if I were calm as you are,
Sweet and still on your bier!
O God, if I had not to leave you
Alone, my dear!
Let the last word be uttered,
Oh grant the farewell is said!
Spare me the strength to leave you
Now you are dead.
I must go, but my soul lies helpless
Beside your bed.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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