Alankar(Decor) -87
A Recipe(Uneven Couplet) -
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rhymed or unrhymed, metered or unmetered.
A Recipe
That you would relish I'm sure
This recipe try it with pleasure
Clean the insight in time sufficient
Wash off anger, enmity and hate
Put the mind on the burning heart
Put in the thoughts all to melt
Ladle in between a large of intellect
Stir in hope a heapful amount
Let all blend with a bliss intent
Until valour and courage result
Throw meantime in the flaming heart
Burnt to ashes filth and lust
Fervid heart now isn't violent
Mind is calm and tranquil incessant
Mix in now gently prayers and spirit
Still more gently the gods to let meditate
Season with peace and harmony pleasant
Garnish with joy and cheer concordant
Serve in the bowl of soul consonant
Enjoy with love consistent
Try and taste this recipe carefully
Tell me 'delicious, delicious' finally
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Remedy
I hear you callin , callin my name
You see me falling for your crazy games
You got my money , you got my love thats fine
Oh, you got my body
You got my health in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers, oh
Cant imagine what is wrong right
You got so many lovers, oh
Why do you tell me that love has a price
Too much emotion in my sacrifice
I call your number , you check my vital signs
Oh , youre under pressure
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers , oh
Cant imagine what is wrong or right
You got so many lovers
(break)
You got my money
You got my love thats fine
Oh , you got my body
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
You know I wonder where you go at night
Doesnt matter if its wrong or right
Even if it kills me
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Recipe Of Loser
There is no absolute recipe to become a winner
But there is a certain recipe to be a loser:
Just give up!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Those Who Are Born To Leech
If I am here to leave a recipe...
It may go ignored.
It may go for decades untried.
It may, in fact...
Become declared as someone else's creation.
Thieves finding easy ways to feed themselves,
Keep on the prowl.
But one day...
'Someone' will declare a discovery,
Of my 'original' recipe...
To attempt to re-create the same taste,
To proclaim it theirs to enjoy.
'Don't stay up too long to study wrong,
Boys.'
Since those who are born to leech,
Are not themselves creative.
Thieves, yes!
Creative creatures, no!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Friday
A recipe for thought:
Take a pair of scales
as large as the boundless human mind,
and into one scale
pour all the goodness in the world that you can see
carefully
and into the other,
all the evil in the world that you can see;
into the first scale now add
all the joy that you have known
(the joy of others you can never measure)
and into the other, all the misery,
(the misery of others you can never measure) :
into the first, add all the laughter you can remember,
and into the second, all the tears;
and now, from the cupboards of your heart,
add what you will
to either scale:
the hopes and fears
of all the years.
now give one day each year
to the watching of these scales
and see if slowly, gently, as we watch
with all our love
the scales
move
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Recipe In Her Kitchen
she had the keys to motherhood
four times she used them for her own...
and the circles she gave a start
now ripple concentric waves
into lives she will never know
she cooked her recipe
with simple love
just the basic ingredients - well spiced with humor
and a code of behavior
covering all situations with the grace
only those who give wisdom it's awesome scope
can define
I loved her
she was me aunt - my mentor
my scale for a constant conscience
those noisy kitchen table talks
sunsets over the ocean we both loved to watch
and all such like things
so easliy shared...
I feel so empty
now that she is gone
but the recipe-
the recipe....is still cooking
poem by Judy Sheffield
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God Is A Chef
There is a sign in heaven's kitchen,
That says enter at your own risk,
Be mindful of the lichen,
And the low flying whisk!
No idea what they are baking,
But following the recipe,
This is what they are making,
I wonder what it could be?
Start with 5oz of enthusiasm,
Knead cheer in the dough,
Then heat some sincerity,
For that golden glow.
Marinade in courtesy,
Grind some inspiration,
Pepper it over the top,
With gusto and dedication.
Take a pinch of wisdom,
Add a lot of tender care,
Sprinkle it with love,
And spread it everywhere.
Add a dash of beauty,
Mixed with a warm smile,
Garnish with humour,
Keep us grinning all the while.
Put in a spoonful of charisma,
Finish with a heart of gold,
This is one special recipe,
Baked with virtue extolled.
So what has been made?
No ordinary strawberry fool,
But a delicate dish,
That makes everyone drool!
Taken fresh out of the oven,
We find a fluffy fondue,
As all these ingredients,
Have created a wonderful you!
poem by Dale Mullock
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Recipe For Hate
can't you feel it can't you see it
the promise of prosperity
it's overwhelming you and me
it afflicts us like a disease
ubiquitous compelling too
we cling to you like crazy glue
and inject such a potent seed
it's best for all humanity
the spread of culture
the sword of progress
the vector of suffrage
a warm and septic breeze
the pomp and elation
the duty and vocation
the blood of the hybrid
it's just a recipe
re-living our ancestry
the frightful lack of harmony
our fore-fothers who led the way
their victims are still here today
now it's time to erase the story
of our bogus fate
our history as it's portrayed
it's just a recipe for hate
song performed by by Bad Religion
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Recipe of the Holocaust
Here is my death recipe,
made specially for the Holocaust.
The horror of Anti-Semitism
That struck Jews during the Second War.
First there is that shock of Fate
that plunged deep in their predujiced hearts.
Next add in their swelling of fear,
as you wonder where they're taken far.
Drag them to concentration camps,
then butterflies will start to show
Spread around the rumors of others.
Where have they gone? We're not to know.
Garnish with unceasing sadness
that forever is clouded in your mind.
Those beloved friends and family.
In the end, you will be left behind.
Stand up to the horrors for a few more years.
Be prepared for gruesome pains,
because just as you're about to breathe your last
you'll suddenly see some light again.
Perhaps it's too frightening to think about this.
'It's hopeless to try! ' you yell at me.
Just don't be afraid to cry and mourn.
For remembrance is the final part of the recipe.
poem by Antonia Williams
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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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Recipe For Peace
The Question:
Would you fight for
your country?
If there was a war?
The Answer:
No I wouldn’t fight.
The Retort:
What sort of an attitude is that?
What would happen if everyone
had an attitude like that?
The Reply:
There would be no wars.
The Solution:
Silence. A simple recipe.
For true world peace.
There would be no wars.
See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace: Reality Check’ and ‘Proposed – A Question! ’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Intro
Female Voice)
Where are you, guys?
You're like never at home
Or you're not in the city or something, but...
Call me! This is Kerra, 818-?!?-0333
I'm tired of you
Somebody pick up the phone and call my number, Bye!
(Machne)
Message saved
(Ideal)
Baby, you keep calling me
Is it 'cause we got what you need?
Baby, why you keep calling me?
Are you trying to get the recipe?
Do you want to get with Swab?
Do you wanna get with J-Dant'e?
Do you wanna get with Mav'?
Wanna get at PZ?
(Male Voice)
Hello
(Female Voice)
Hello, may I please speak to one of the members of Ideal?
(Ideal)
Girl, you keep calling
Trying to get the recipe
To fulfill your fantasies
We got just what you need
Just add a little Mav' and a pinch of PZ
Factor in some Swab and a shot of J-D
You keep calling me
Trying to get the recipe
'Cause we got just what you need
To fulfill your fantasies
Baby, you keep calling me
Is it 'cause we got what you need?
Baby, why you keep calling me?
Are you trying to get the recipe?
Do you want to get with Swab?
Do you wanna get with J-Dant'e?
Do you wanna get with Mav'?
Wanna get at PZ?
song performed by by Ideal
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You've Got To Want To Get
Free is the key and the recipe,
To energize your mind...
With a boost that's up!
It's not luck!
The information given is...
Free, free, free.
Free is the key and the recipe,
To energize your body...
With a boost that's up!
It's not luck!
The information given is...
Free, free, free.
You've got to want,
To get.
You've got to want,
To get.
You've got to want,
To get.
Free is the key and the recipe,
To energize your mind...
With a boost that's up!
It's not luck!
You've got to want,
To get.
You've got to want,
To get.
You've got to want,
To get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Recipe For Peace: Reality Check
The Question:
Would you fight for
your country?
If there was a war?
The Answer:
No I wouldn’t fight.
The Retort:
What sort of an attitude is that?
What would happen if everyone
had an attitude like that?
The Reply:
There would be no wars.
Emotional Overload: Body Language:
Controlled Breathing Pause Extending Indefinitely.
Mounting Anger of Suppressed Rage.
Reason verses Conflicted Emotions! Pause extending.
The Outburst: An admission:
But not everyone thinks like that!
Reasoned Response:
Yes. But if they did there would be no wars.
The Solution:
Silence. A simple recipe.
For true world peace.
There would be no wars.
See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace’ and ‘Proposed – A Question! ’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Awakening.
Kaleidoscoping from dark to the light,
My heart needed to be reigned in tighter.
To ricochet in some swaying rope-dance
From somnolence to wanton dalliance
Was recipe for every mental ailment.
So seeng life should not be thus, my intent
Was not to cheapen but to value days.
My heart must have a holiday, not lazy
Or recreational, - - transcendental
It would then capitulate, see essential
Harmony in peace. A sabbatical
With silence would not be too radical.
Giving time to time with pressures lost
In present moment would not prove costly
A secret anniversary - - - with Me.
Some spot within where I could dream, freely.
Now I, awakened with this revelation,
Welcome my newfound regeneration.
Lets Promote Peace
Can I give u some advice, don't be angry
you can't fight anger with anger,
you can't fight ignorance with hate
you can't put out a fire by throwing fuel on it
true we want peace, so let's encourage peace
laugh, smile be happy, do what u do
dance, sing, be merry
but don't be angry
Don't give in to the terror
don't be like them, don't be angry
Trust me I know, its a disease
it won't go away, and it grows and grows
Yes we will fight, but not with anger
not like an animal, not like that beast
Don't serve that beast
Their is a purpose, a mission
reach out to the heart of others
there must be education, enlightenment
let us promote peace
but don't be angry, let it go
If u were to wash someones heart,
like a stone idol is washed outwardly
the hate will be removed
the soul will be cleansed
dont let the anger sit in your mind
don't let him sit their,
keep that seat; for peace of mind
the calm mind, that will bring peace
within you, and outside of you
poem by Cyprus Jones
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The Duty of Man
Fruits and honey,
The recipe of your love will bath my nakedness;
And like the joy of the peace of your mind!
But this whole love is like the duty of man.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Its Only Love
(words & music by james - tyrell)
I see the the sunlight in her hair
I feel the warm smile that she wears
She has no recipe for love
But I just cant get enough
From the distance of my mind
Clock thats ringing says its time
Wake up to my destiny
Its time to face reality
Its only love that I feel inside
But Ill get by somehow
Its only love, there must be something else for me girl
I tell myself that its not real
Theres nothing left for me to feel
Ill just be going on my way
Tomorrow brings another day
Only love that I feel inside
But Ive got to be strong
My minds made up, its only love
But I know Ill get by, take my heart and my pride
And just throw it aside
Its only love
Its only love, its only love, its only love
Its only love
Its only love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Greater Love Then Thee
I love you far too much
you love me far too little
this is a recipe for disaster
this is a recipe for separation
this is not enough to bind our love
through the sad days and the bad days.
Where are you, when I need you, so much?
When you need me, I always make time, rush.
You are presently, incapable of giving, me enough.
I so often miss, the pleasure comfort, of your touch.
When we are together, it is, absolutely magic.
When apart for me, it is so, absolutely tragic.
You keep my heartfelt; pure love for rainy days.
For when you need me; but you can never stay.
Love demands, more than a few, infrequent fleeting moments.
Love demands, more than a few scraps, of precious momentary time.
You are never going to find; another great love; like mine.
I am faithful scorpio; that loves; with everything mine.
I must love totally or forsake mediocrity
I seek in return that you love me totally
I seek that in return she love me totally.
Or set me free; to love with passion; heightened intensity.
I need my soul sort lover; that loves totally; for an eternity.
I need her loyal; faithful; in blessed beautified monogamy.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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An uneven lot
My hands are uneven;
The one that seeks is long
And the other that lends is short.
My eyes are uneven;
The one for women is wide
And the other for the poor is weak..
My ears are uneven;
The one for applause is sharp
And the other for critics is weak.
My heart too is uneven;
The left half is fat for lust
And the right is thin for concern
.
Everyone has turned like me;
The fabric is loosening
And selfishness brings ruins.
21.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Kiss Me Softly
Kiss me softly, kiss me slow
Let me savor
The fruits of our labor
Close your eyes and let the feeling flow
Honey suckle comes to mind
When our lips combine
It’s the best fruit off the vine
You can kiss me hard
Catch me off guard
Make it last
Let go of the past
Apple blossoms fall to the ground
Our earth moves all around
When you place your lips on mine
I don’t have to wait for a sign
Sweet thoughts come so fast
Please don’t let it be the last
Kiss me gently, kiss me long
This is the recipe of a lover’s song
The tenderness was no surprise
We touch; I melt before your eyes
poem by Alfred Ramos
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