If there is my
If there is my and there is yours
And a distinction is made
Stir is caused in it
And war is invited
As
Curd is churned
A stir is caused in it
And butter is extracted.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Stop The Train (feat. Peter Tosh)
Stir it up little darling, stir it up
Come on baby come on and stir it up little darling, stir it up
It's been a long long time since I've got you on my mind
And now you are here
I say it's so clear
To see what we can do, honey, just me and you
Come on and stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on baby come on and stir it up little darling, stir it up
I'll push the wood, I'll blaze your fire
Then I'll satisfy your heart's desire
Said I'll stir it up, yeah, ev'ry minute, yeah
All you got to do is keep it in, baby
And stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, oh, little darling, stir it up, yeah
Oh, will you quench me while I'm thirsty?
Come and cool me down when I'm hot?
Your recipe, darling, is so tasty
And you sure can stir your pot
So stir it up, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, oh, little darling, stir it up
Come on and stir it up, oh, little darling, stir it up
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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Sleep Deprivasion(Kids of The Street)
Sleep deprivasion caused by hunger, hunger for food for a kid who hasn't eaten in days.
Sleep deprivasion caused by nature, filthy blankets wet from rains.
sleep deprivasion caused by nightmares, dreams of an alcoholic father and an abusive aunt, cause of my running away.
Sleep deprivasion caused by pains, sharp pains from my chest caused by the cough I'v had for 6 months.
Sleep deprivasion caused by fear, fear from being attacked and raped by the older boys. rulers of the streets.
Sleep deprivasion caused by memories, memories of a life I had before mom passed on.
Sleep deprivasion caused by reality, truth of never amounting to anything. untamed words said by my aunt.
sleep deprivasion. A killer for kids on the streets. our solution became glue.
poem by Obedia Nong
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I'm sorry i told you we're through! !
I'm sorry that i caused you tears,
the day i said goodbye,
I'm sorry that you broke down,
and that i made you cry,
You told me that you 'loved me',
but that just can't be true,
I'm sorry that my feelings,
just wern't the same for you,
I'm sorry that i made,
this relationship come to an end,
I'm sorry that we can't,
be no more than friends,
I'm sorry that i caused you,
an awful amount of pain,
I produced these grey clouds,
I'm sorry i caused the rain,
I'm sorry that together,
we wern't that special one,
I'm sorry that i ended it,
and told you we were done,
I'm sorry that i made you question 'why? '
but i can't pretend,
and i will not lie!
I'm sorry what i said,
you couldn't change my mind,
you deserve a lovely lady,
which someday you will find,
I'm sorry that i hurt you,
I'm sorry i said we are through,
I'm sorry we couldn't give it one more try,
I'm so sorry,
i said good bye! !
poem by Emma Jane Rae
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The Churned Butter!
Churning the yogurt to separate the butter,
With hand held robe attached with a plunger,
Or hold the plunger between two palms and twist,
The affinity between water and the fat breaks,
Fat molecules escape as a great victory to gather,
Start to float on the surface of the curd, whiter,
Fluffy as the cotton candy, has to be pressed,
To remove the water, the lumps of butter churned,
The fragrance is better than any butter in the shelves,
Dip the fritters or steamed cakes into it to savor,
The memory of younger days blooms as young shower,
We may have more than enough to buy and taste,
But the first taste of anything, that sticks to the mind.
Churning the societal curd to extract the cream of people,
Some countries still use the plunger toil hard to get little,
The others use the mechanized system to mass produce,
what others do in the pots in every house hold,
economy of a country depends upon the administration,
how we administer our own brains and resources,
for the betterment of our own people as well as others,
how we protect our knowledge bank not to be loaned and robbed,
how we live our life on the roads of our own country,
where everything is placed, maintained and kept in order,
let us churn our society not to get butter,
but to make our life to be better.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Don't Get Around Much Anymore
Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up old memories
Been invited on dates
I might have gone but what for
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
My darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up old memories
Been invited on dates
I might have gone but what for
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Those Sexual Innuendos
Innocence has blown up in a puff!
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
And when children think of chicken...
They want to know if the rooster plucks.
And in what position does a chicken cluck.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
Those sexual innuendos...
That stir things up.
Are fed to feed attraction,
With a stirring things up!
And made to trap...
Weak minds to keep attracted.
Those sexual innuendos...
That stir things up.
Are fed to feed attraction,
With a stirring things up!
And made to trap...
Weak minds to keep attracted.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
And when children think of chicken...
They want to know if the rooster plucks.
And in what position does a chicken cluck.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Child
I HEARD in the night the pigeons
Stirring within their nest:
The wild pigeons' stir was tender,
Like a child's hand at the breast.
I cried 'O stir no more!
(My breast was touched with tears).
O pigeons, make no stir
A childless woman hears.'
poem by Padraic Colum
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If i died tomorrow
if i died tomorrow
would you be hit by the sorrow
would you just shrug your shoulders
record my death and stick it in some folders
because if i die the world will continue
but not just for the others including you
but also for tom dick and harry
and even for that man standing on his larry
ofcourse i would be missed by some
not to see that would be dumb
but looking back at the times ive had
my life has not been that bad
so if i died tomorrow
nothing more i would borrow
another breath i would not take
so listen to me for goodness sake
i dont regret my life
even if it has been a bit of a strife
and if i dont regret it
not even one little bit
then why should u care if i die
why should you even let out a sigh
you should care because i am dead inside
because i have made people crie
i have cause accidents and solved some
and cause people to become scum
i made people swear and curse
and caused myself a increadible thirst
ive caused fights between friends
when the solution was just round the bend
ive lost friends and gained new ones
and caused people to hold there tongues
yes ive caused many incidents
and ive never made a mint
my problems are nothing to be proud off
some may say they made me soft
but i am what i am
an what you think of me i dont give a damn
because if i died tomorrow
then everyone i know would feel sorrow
poem by Daniel Laurence
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
quote by Arthur Rimbaud
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I feel your pain
I feel your pain,
Because i am your pain,
The hurt you have,
I caused,
I broke the heart,
The only hart that ever cared for me,
The pain you try to hide,
Is all because of me,
I caused you pain,
I would do anything,
To take the pain away,
All the pain i caused,
I feel your pain,
Because i am your pain,
poem by Samantha Guinen
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Don't Get Around Much Anymore
Miss the saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
I couldn't bare it without you
Don't get around much anymore
Thought I visit the club
Got as far as the door
They have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Well darling I guess
My mind's more at ease
But never the less
I stir up memories
Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
Well darling I guess
My mind's more at ease
But never, never the less
A baby why stir up memories
I miss the dance again
Might have gone but what for
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Tranquility
Know that the calms of tranquility are as a lake
Harmonious and undisturbed, when fate throws
A stir into our embrace we are to suffer the initial
Repercussions, we are to learn to suffer this disturbance
As without it we would be un-able to appreciate our calms.
The rock does the lake no harm, but adds to the length of her story.
Know that even after the chaos has folded ripples untold
Shall stir their own effects upon our souls, yet one day they
Shall be calm once again and we shall know that our dismay
Caused us no harm just as the rock thrown into the depths of our mysteries blue.
We shall know when to awake from the realm of day dream fantasies.
We shall know the mask of true dreaming as a key to reality.
We shall embrace the turbulence of others passions
For only with the construction of a basin can we ever face
The world with a smile upon our face that each race could understand.
This land is grand beyond the measure of our imaginations.
Follow the wanderings of your heart, yet allow reason to guide your
Path. Laugh in the face of the fears that keep you tearful, sleepless through
The nightmare, share your loves, share your cares.
poem by David Lacey
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Ty-Age Troubled Mind
Detox botox fleshbox fix
Fashion freak flavor mix
Stir ra ra stir ra ra I am I am
Beauty pot Clara getting old, damm!
Charismatic Clarissima
Schismatic Bellissima!
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Butter
Pull me from the toaster
Straight into the roaster
Fill my head with the stuff
Brightest dreams are made of
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Duh
Promising the big guns
Reward when the light comes
Screaming from the damage done
Screaming from the damage done
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Duh
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up like I know you will
Cover it up like I know you will
Better yourself like I know you will
Breaking the trust like you always will
Be good for it, you never will
Be good for it, you never will
Be good for it, you never will
Be good for it, you never will
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Butter me up, butter me up
Duh
So you think you got the best
Thought I was like all the rest
Reaping from the damage done
Reaping from the damage done
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Bringing me down again
Duh
song performed by by Ultraspank
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Servitude
Actions that caused reclusion,
Gave money and avarice but ceased love.
Hardwork that caused this seclusion,
What faded memories away like a dove?
Life tried to be and offered freinds,
But that just turned a regret.
Forgot to live, following trends.
Making my life a core secret.
All the times, I look,
Back and regret this life,
That I've chosen and shook
My head in disappointment and strife.
Is serving yourself solitude?
What caused this solitude?
poem by Shahzar Khan
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Did I Do Something Write?
Have I, in recent days…
made you sad
Perhaps brought tears…
To your eyes
Have I rudely rent the fabric
of your heart
By reminding you of
Old loves and lies
Have I made you smile
With a memory tweak
To times long past
Yet dear
Have I made Your
skin crawl a bit
Shiver slightly
In unfounded fear
Have I made you wonder
Why things are… as they are
Have I made you ponder
If some things… really are
Have I made you snicker
Snort or chuckle
Caused you to dreamily smell
Long faded honeysuckle
Have I made you feel
That I’ve wasted your time
That you could have done Better
than to have read what I’ve written
Have I caused a big grin …With
some asinine rhyme…Made you remember
a certain letter From that special someone…
that you were smitten
Have I gotten Inside your head
To private places…
Thoughts known
to only you
Have I done these things?
If so… My heart sings
For these are things…
That only poets do
poem by David Whalen
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My birth neither shook the German Empire nor caused much of an upheaval in the home. It pleased mother, caused father a certain amount of pride and my elder brother the usual fraternal jealousy of a hitherto only son.
quote by Conrad Veidt
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When my country, into which I had just set my foot, was set on fire about my ears, it was time to stir. It was time for every man to stir.
Thomas Paine in Common Sense
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We go on a lot in this country about offences being caused by drugs. The truth is just as many offences are caused by drink. And that should be taken into account.
quote by Jeffrey Archer
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