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Senses

sweet, sour, bitter, salty
is there any other taste
we have to ask of
it from the almighty?

sight, smell, taste, sound, touch
could i ask for more? from the almighty
who has generously opened
five avenues to him?

or are they traps of the devils
to lead me the wrong way?

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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(Love Poem) Bitter Sweet Rose

Bitter sweet rose will you be mine?
Or am I wasting my time?
Bitter sweet rose you smell divine.
Do you have a succulent kiss?
Is it something I've already missed?

Bitter sweet rose what gives?
Is it how we must live?
Bitter sweet rose will you answer my questions?
Are you devote?
Do you stray when your bored?
Will you doubt?
Is what you want something more?

Bitter sweet rose are you keeping score?
Will you try something new?
Will you lock your door?
Do your lips taste like dew?
Bitter sweet rose do you want to go?
Do you love the snow?
Is this right?
Is this what you want tonight?
Bitter sweet rose, oh my bitter rose.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Bitter Tears

In the mist
Of my endless search
The best in life
Becomes clear
The rest just begins
To fade by itself
Thats a trick I learnt
Though it took so long
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
Im seeing my way
For the first time in years
When the love around
Begins to suffer
And you cant find love
In one
In one another
Push away those bitter tears
Bitter tears
And I thought I was doing no wrong
And I thought I was doing no wrong
In the hour of your needs
Lips are trembling
Cause youre gonna be free
Realise what were doing here
The time is right to kill your fears
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
And I thought I was doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong

song performed by by INXS
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The Other Way Around?

you smell like war,
like gunpowder,
flesh searing screams.
i smell like grieving,
like ashes, and
dirt on the shovel.
you sound like hunger,
and homelessness,
and vomit stained lips.
i sound like the soup
that simmers, like the
blanket wrapped...
you taste like bitterness,
the lonliness of alone.
i taste like the hand that fits,
the shadow of the body near...

or am i wrong?
could it be the other way around?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Lemon Sorrow

Have you ever tasted sorrow,
I think it taste like lemons,
If all feelings had a taste i think of lemons,
They can be sour then can get sweet,
Lemons sweet or sour then comes the sorrow taste,
Sorrow taste of rain,
Sorrow taste of lemons,

poem by Samantha Guinen
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Drinking Poetry

at first glance
you taste its first sip

it is bitter and had always been
as bitter as grief

and you drink it anyway
everyday

until then when bitterness
does not taste bitter anymore

and then you drink it anyway
everyday

and everyday you drink cup by cup
poetry

your friend do not believe you
doing this
they cannot take it anymore
you drinking this bitter
concoction
everyday

you are true to this calling
drinking poetry
until it has become your habit
your vocation

your mission to write all that you feel
all that you can

what they do not know
is this freedom this blood from poetry
bitter and salty and sometimes bland
has become so sweet as honey

and these sap caused the growth of
your feathers and wings

and then one day you fly away
far away so so far away

to that clouds and mountains to that castle of the gods
and goddesses

and there you drink with them
and there they welcome you as one of them

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Case Of You

A case of you
Just before our love got lost you said
I am as constant as a northern star
And I said, constant in the darkness
Wheres that at?
If you want me Ill be in the bar
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of canada
Oh canada
And your face sketched on it twice
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh Id still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
Im frightened by the devil
And Im drawn to those ones that aint afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
And you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
Still Id be on my feet
And still be on my feet
I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
Color go to him, stay with him if you can
Oh but be prepared to bleed
Oh but you are in my blood youre my holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still Id be on my feet
Id still be on my feet
Mmmmmmm

song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Ooh Aah

Hey baby.I know you want me.
Whether it's wrong or right.
I wanna be with you tonight.
So get your things and let's go.
Let's get outta here.

How you doing baby?
You looking good.
And if you could stay with me.
Oh girl.I know you would.Yeah.
I haven't seen you.
In a long time.
But the love you gave to me.
Is constantly on my mind.

Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh

There's nothing wrong.
With the way I feel.
Because your loving.
Oh girl.It gives me chills.Mmm Hmm.
You wouldn't be smiling.
If I was wrong.
So bring your loving.
To me all night long.

I like it when you moan
You say....

Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
Ooh Aah Oh Oh

Wanna love it.
Wanna touch it.
Let me lay your body down.
Wanna feel it.
Wanna taste it.
Let me hear you make a sound.
Wanna love it.
Wanna touch it.
Let me lay your body down.
Wanna feel it.
Wanna taste it.
Let me here you make a sound.
(You know I want it)

Ooh Aah Oh Oh
(You know I want it)
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
(You know I want it)
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
(You know I want it)
Ooh Aah Oh Oh
(You know I want it)

song performed by by Avant from My Thoughts
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Rain Fragrance

The trickle rhymes, the heavy drums
The lullaby song, that’s the sound of the rain
Sudden cold shot, soothing wet blanket
Bath from heaven, that’s the touch of the rain

Sour of loneliness, bitter of anger
Salt of tears, that’s the taste of the rain
Aroma of soil, scent of grass
The air freshener, that’s the smell of the rain

Battle of nothingness, curtain of farewell
Crime romance, that’s the look of the rain

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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~Not a Rhyme~

its taste bitter
but sweet
so strong
but some work
calms my soul
and saves my breath
as it slowly slides
through my throat
the smell not such a delight
but oh the taste!
and its magic!
the way it heals
the way it calms;
the way things disappear
i cant let it go
the taste it hurts
its like a drug
but i cant stop
i want more
i pour a glass
dont care take my magic
i need it
it helps clear this mind that is going crazy

poem by WaitingFor SomethingNew
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My Trust in Him

The almighty is the strength of my hopes
Better than the taste and the scent of many dopes
The almighty is my daily brook of unending joy
Happy am I for of this I shall continually enjoy

The almighty is the foundation of my life
How can I ever fret for any stubborn strife
The almighty is the owner of my everyday
How I keep every fear and foe at bay

God is my trust, I mind not the nervous nights
God is my trust, I sorrow not in my many plights
For the moon that shied away behind the cloud
Will so soon shine away from it no doubt

The trials may seem to be many
I trust in God, I trust not any
The trials in my path will so soon disappear
Smooth stones will so soon pave my track

My joy has come now it is near
My heart is now seasoned with joy
The pain that was is no more there
My light now shines, I can now enjoy

-Jude Adebosoye Ogunade

poem by Jude Ogunade
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We all must drink the water of life

Neutrality is the balance
between bad and good
life is water...
a balance between good and bad,
we all must drink the water of life!

Depth from depth
..the pain
length from length
..the struggle
mile to mile
.. the frustration
a bitter taste
a rotten smell
a water we must drink
yet a water needed for survival

Height to height
..the pleasure
reach to reach
..the satisfaction
bredth to bredth
..the joy
a sweet taste
a fresh smell
a water we must drink
a water oh so sweet for survival

Waters of success
sweet to the mouth
a reward to the soul
the waters of life
a journey of thirst
a well of plenty

Waters of failure
bitter to the mouth
a teacher to the listening soul
the river of death
the most bitter water of all
yet a water we must all drink
... to satisfaction

The river runs black and rough
to the uncertain end
but certain finish
where taste is empty
smell is neutral
and realisation is simple,
where all find and embrace,
a moment of peace.

poem by Allen Steble
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Bitter Sweet

(d. pickerill/p. odonoughue)
Bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
I never thought Id understand
Never thought I could
The way I feel about you
And how much I need your love
How much I need your love
Bitter sweet
If I analysed each feeling
And captured every thought
Id not be any nearer
To the beating of your heart
The beating of your heart
Bridge:
Its neither pain nor pleasure
Ice cold or tropic heat
Your love is hard to measure
But its taste, mmm, its taste
Is bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
Now as I think about you
And the way you make me feel
You hurt me and I doubt you
You smile and my heart heals
Smile and my heart heals
Bridge
Bitter sweet (x5)
Bridge (x2)
Bitter sweet (x7)

song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Touch Me First

which faculty could have
God given the man first?
it must have been the
sense of touch, that
divine touch which
awakened a being
which soon developed
the burning desire
to see the creator
sound took over
to give the human
that third dimension
to make his way around
it could have stopped just there
till perhaps the Almighty
spread out his graces
with flowers - scents -
hiding within each
the taste of paradise

the universe spins
to unveil more senses
in the man, so that
he can look back to
old old days as days
he lived in other realms

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Five Senses of Love

THE SMELL OF FRESHLY WET GROUND

AND THE SOUND OF A WREN'S SONG,

ALONG WITH THE SIGHT OF A ROSE

ARE THOSE THINGS I HOLD DEAR.

BUT SHEER BLISS...

IS THE TOUCH OF YOU, BELOVED

AND THE TASTE OF YOUR KISS.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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The Orange Tree

(after T.T. Cloete)

Where it stands drawing liquid from the earth,
through a system of roots, branches and leaves
while it gathers the sun, rain and wind
it forms fruit with a sour-sweet taste

that is symmetrical pressed into a membrane
of which the smell and taste catches you
when it breaks open in your hand as slices
as if a new wonder hangs around it.

[Reference: 'Lemoenboom' (Orange tree) by T.T. Cloete.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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Mouth Almighty

This town belongs to you and your tricks of confidence
All the pavements for miles around are littered with your footprints
Now every girl I get close to seems to be wearing your perfume
And the clock strikes the letters of your name
Both midnight and noon
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till youd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know Ive got my faults
And among them I cant control my tongue
But if you didnt believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty thats what Ive got
Mouth almighty telling you whats what
Mouth almighty
I wish Id never opened my mouth almighty
So I threw away the rose and held onto the thorn
Crawling round with my crooner cufflinks and my calling card cologne
But the realization of being replaced starts to tell tales across my face
Without a soul to talk to or a hair out of place

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Dying God

What is this god we behold?
His worship; Justice, in awe we hold.
With almighty hand he rules, weighbridge firmly held,
On which each soul is gauged.
The acted, the spoken, the thought.

I understand not, what he entails,
If god he is, he surely should know
An icon abused, a resolve beaten,
a title tarnished, a god defiled;
Is all I see, of a god once boundless.
Your enemy dear god, is winning.
A giant hand lingers around me, with black harsh skin and murky long nails,
It presses against my nose, and i wheeze,
“god of justice, are you blind to see?
almighty hand with a weighbridge held, are you there to save?
Articulate silence replies.
A smell of futility, a touch of anger, a rhythm of resentment, a taste of revenge,
A heart too heavy, to wait for a dying god.

poem by Nancy Ilamwenya
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What Is It That You Like?

don't you like this sweetness
of my words?
you are bored with this sugar
and honey
and cream?
you are afraid you have become
sick of such
sweet tongue
such sweet indulgence?
oh, you want something bitter
something sour now?
some bitter herbs some sour
species of green lemons?
try me,
i am a bitter person
i am the latest delicacy of
all that is sour
and
decomposing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walking Forever

it seemed to him
that he'd been walking forever...
the night was brisk and cool....

a half moon, and a few stars.
every step he took he let go
of something else....

all the things he'd thought he needed....
all the things that got in the way!
pride, hurt, anger, need, and

all the images he had of what should be.....
he walked up to the door, and knocked....
she opened the door just a crack...

'what do you want? '
'i just want to hold you,
to feel you close...

to smell your smell,
to taste your taste....
to listen to you breathe

in the darkness...
to hold you while you sleep....
that's all i want,

and the world can go to hell! '

she opened the door,
...and let him in!