Sexuality at its Prime
he carries
a musculinity
that pours out of
his every cell,
a physique inadequate
to contain the volume
of his manliness
she carries a feminity
with a tenderness that
oozes out of an angel,
every little move
that works to tame
his wildest fantasy,
that oils her own sexuality
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I Grieve
It was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
Theres nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Its just the way that you would tied in
Now theres no-one home
I grieve for you
You leave me
so hard to move on
Still loving whats gone
They say life carries on
Carries on and on and on and on
The news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
While the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
And I cant handle this
I grieve for you
You leave me
Let it out and move on
Missing whats gone
They say life carries on
They say life carries on and on and on
Life carries on
In the people I meet
In everyone thats out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rot and the rust
In the ashes and the dust
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Its just the car that we ride in
A home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in
And life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Did I dream this belief?
Or did I believe this dream?
Now I can find relief
I grieve
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Weight of the Wind
The wind carries much more than we see
It carries a lot of what makes you and me
The wind blows and carries lies
Around the world it carries cries
We don't hear nor see any of these things
We don't know or feel what the wind brings
The wind carries the wishes and dreams
The wind carries promises down streams
On it lays our secrets we hold inside
Also the love for others we try to hide
It carries so much oh how I wish to know
With all that weight how can the wind blow?
poem by Mathew Welch
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In My Wildest Dreams
Well I built a million ravin beauties out of pure make believe,
Hopin' my imagination might run away with me.
Thought Id picture every vision that a man could dream about,
Hell, you walked through those swing doors and stepped down off that cloud.
Whats an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
Well, I thought I died and went to heaven when you sat down next to me.
And I said to myself this is too good to believe.
You look like you belong in a Sunday school choir,
Instead of in this honky tonk settin' me on fire.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
Are you just wishful thinkin'? A figment of my mind.
Well, Ill worry 'bout that tomorrow, right now, it's closin time.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams?
A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy.
Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me?
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams.
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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My Young Beloved's Bag
my young beloved's bag is very big
as a fashı on nowadays in young girls
hanging on the shoulder
usually black
like the soldier boots she puts on
that she used to boot me
sometimes in anger
what are there inside the black big bag
you can never guess
she carries everything in it
as the mall she works in
sometimes she puts the mall key in
because she is very secure
and tough
the bag is as if all her life
first comes the cell-phone
though she cannot find it easily
then her loved ones
sometimes she hides them in it
whom she wants to hide even from me
tjen tweezers
a lot of maje ups
sometimes even shoers and slippers
may be abottle of rose water
or a bottle of drinking water
toothpastes..pads..tooth brushes
even cleaning papers, napkins, toı let papers,
lipsticks, boxes of creams, balms, clippers
my young is lş ike the mall she works in
what eles are there in the black bag
you can never guess
varı ous and any kinds of several things
you caN NEVER İ MAGİ NE
or can imagine
even she wants to park her car in it
but there is no room for the car yet
because she carries me in her black big bag too
and locks me there
in case ı can escape and leave her lonely
never the less
ı know
she loves me most
above everything
in her bag
she bears me and carries me everywhere
poem by Metin Sahin
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He who carries too much tenderness will become a slave.
The bee that carries honey in its mouth carries a sting in its tail.
Any fool carries an umbrella on a wet day, but the wise man carries it every day.
Land Of Hope & Dreams
Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunders rolling down the tracks
Dont know where youre goin
Sky is turnin black
Well darlin if youre weary
Lay your head upon my chest
Well take what we can carry
And well leave behind the rest
Big wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
Well I will provide for you
Ya and I will stand by your side
Youll need a good companion darlin
For this part of the ride
Ya leave behind your sorrows
Ya this day at last
Tomorrow theyll be sunny skies
And all this darkness past
Big wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
This train
Carries saints and sinners
This train
Carries losers and winners
This train
Carries whores and gamblers
This train
Carries midnight ramblers
This train
Carries broken hearted
This train
Carries souls departed
This train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This train
Faith will be rewarded
This train
Carries fools and kings
This train
Hear the big wheels singing
This train
Bells of freedom ringing
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Inadequate
Inadequate.
It means not enough.
Like water in a glass half full
it is insufficient.
Some necessary bit is absent.
Inadequate is deficient.
It is vitamin C
in the diet of someone suffering from scurvy.
Inadequate is precisely what you feel
when you work yourself tired
for something your heart so desired
and in the end disappoint yourself still.
Inadequate is when you lack the will
to even try because somewhere inside
you just know you will fail.
Inadequate is someone when rejected.
Something inadequate is something defective.
Inadequate can mean not deserving company
almost like you're invisible maybe,
too unimportant to like or hate.
This word 'inadequate'
resounds in my head of late.
poem by Shaqueena Celestin
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Poetry Music
I think I know what you mean.
Like focused emotion
expressed through a particular rhythm,
temporal art just like poetry,
every word carries the world
just like every accord carries one.
Nice thoughts, I hope I got them right.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Sweet Scarlet
Once she came into my room, feathered hat an all
Wearing a warm wool shawl wrapped around her shoulders
Two eyes like lights, milky marble whites looking up at me
Looking for a way, moons in an endless day
All I knew was with her then, no couldnt see the time
As we drank down the wine to the last sweet scarlet
How was I to wonder why or even question this
Underneath her her kiss I was so unguarded
Every bottles empty now and all those dreams are gone
Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
She was so much younger then, wild like the wind
A gypsy with a grin from and old far away country
But deep beneath her curls,
Beneath this misty pearl, there was more to see
She could move mountains in the dark as silent as a knife
She cut loose a life that she never no never really wanted
All those days are frozen now and all those scars are gone
Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
Come let us drink again, before the second show
I want you so to know theres no bridge between us
All those gates have opened now, and through the light
Has shone
Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Any living cell carries with it the experience of a billion years of experimentation by its ancestors.
quote by Max Delbruck
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Sexuality
Do it
Anyway you like it
Give it
Everything you got
Shake it
Move your body
Move your body
Love it
If you like it or not
Sexuality
Sensuality
-chorus:
Come up to my room
Lets not pretend
Too shy about it
Sexuality
Come up to my room
Lets make amends
Cant do without it
Sexuality
Lose it
One step in the right direction
Use it
In every possible way
Sexuality
Sensuality
Chorus
Sensuality
Chorus
Strip it
Weve got obvious intentions
Show it
Lets tell the world about it
Play it
Weve got no rules or regulations
Do it
Sexuality
Sensuality
song performed by by Erasure
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Never Named, Never Cried
she carries the stink of fear,
barely covered by her perfume;
...dark eye shadow,
.......high heels,
.....and breasts a'bulge....
falls in love once a month,
....almost without miss...
never speaks of the dreams
....she carries of him;
never once looks at his picture...
never named tears never cried!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Enjoy sailing.
The boat of love carries us in the ocean of fate.
How far, how long, who knows? We sail,
Neither our hand on the oar, nor in sight the shore.
The boat of love carries us. Let us enjoy it.
06.10.2000
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Marly
One hand carries atomic bomb and,
The other hand carries nuclear bomb;
But i am just the country boy in your town,
So watch carefully before you throw these bombs!
For your friend Marly will also be in the market place by then.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To an Isle in the Water
Shy one, shy one,
Shy one of my heart,
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart.
She carries in the dishes,
And lays them in a row.
To an isle in the water
With her would I go.
She carries in the candles,
And lights the curtained room,
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit,
Helpful and shy.
To an isle in the water
With her would I fly.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Womanliness
! Womanliness
Observing without
Being observed
Is the womanliness.
Attending without
Embarrassing
Is the manliness.
Responding
In concealment
Is the womanliness.
Advancing
Without bruising
Is the manliness.
Yielding
Without showing
Is the womanliness.
Reaching
Without betraying
Is the manliness.
Getting caught,
As if by coercion,
Is womanliness.
Sudden jump
With a pretence
Is manliness.
Will live long then
Their love
Though fruiting
Is accidental.
Mere flowering too
Is fragrant!
03.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The wife carries the husband on her face; the husband carries the wife on his clothes.
I am an Angel
i am an angel,
with no wings;
i am an angel,
that has a sad song, but cannot sing.
i am an angel,
that in silience, i cry;
i am an angel,
that tells lies.
i am an angel,
with no halo;
i am an angel,
that lays low.
i am an angel,
that has an extra hand;
i am an angel,
that tries to care for everyone that i can.
i am an angel,
that steals;
i am an angel,
that has a broken heart that never healed.
i am an angel,
with some love to give;
i am an angel,
that sometimes, doesn't want to live.
i am an angel,
that wants to be;
i am an angel,
that wants to leave.
i am an angel,
that has a secret past;
i will always be an angel,
even though i sometimes move fast.
poem by Ariel Sampson
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