A Little Enation Alliteration
Picayune petite, of pettiness quintessence,
like mannequins lives thin, skin skims ph[r]ased evanescence.
can't resonate love's tenderness, affection,
hacks life's playback stage, say lacks, rage [d]reads rejection.
Undecided what or if perfection is
past views can't last, pale fast, fail to salve stale kiss,
saliva waste, spit taste split, writ far from alliteration, -
shrew[d] wed b[l]ed between romance, modernization.
Mysterious terrors blot Miss Error scripts remiss,
where bliss is absent from spilt ink ephemeris -
pop press page metaphorical cage for living -
lost insight, frost, - cost: no giving, no forgiving.
Where foresight, independent thoughts, held crime
Life feels not, knots farce, kriegspiel scarce sublime,
Man, maid, picayune, soon fade aware they wear dust fate:
Rictus fixed sticks, then Styx, mix most must warn too late?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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KISS ME DEAR part 2! ! !
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH YOUR LOVE FATE*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH YOUR FAVOURITE FATE*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH YOUR HEART FATE*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH OUR LOVE FATE*
I'KISS YOU DEAR, I'KISS YOU BECAUSE I'LOVE YOU*
I'KISS YOU DEAR, I'KISS YOU BECAUSE I'WANTED YOU*
I'KISS YOU DEAR, I'KISS YOU BECAUSE YOU THE LIFE IN MY LIFE*
I'KISS YOU DEAR, I'KISS YOU BECAUSE YOU MY HEARTBEAT*
KISS BY ME, YOU KISSED ME IN ONE LOVE*
KISS BY ME, YOU KISSED ME IN ONE LOYALTY*
KISS BY ME, YOU KISSED ME IN ONE YEARNING*
KISS BY ME, YOU KISSED ME IN ONE WARMTH*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH EXPRESSION*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH PERFECTION*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH ADMIRE*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH AFFECTION*
KISS ME DEAR, KISS ME WITH YOUR AIM*
YOUR KISS WAS THE AFFECTION EXPRESSION AND NEVER WAS FINISHED FOR ONLY ONE KISS*
Eat My Bliss
Eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Listen to me as i hiss. like a snake i creep up. I'm someone I'm only hoping you miss. Misperception, misdirection. Quite a pale complexion. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Don't get pissed. No reason to be, don't you see. All is dead as the sea. Theirs no love in this barely beating heart. Pleasure is torn apart. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. No i will not reminisce. What was broken can not be fixed and i realize this. Being straight forward hurts you and I'm sorry but that's the end of it. I don't believe in second chances or dances. I'm not pretending, or defending. What was is gone. As the sun met the dawn. So just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Miss priss, so stuck up with your self righteous bullsh*t. Just get over it. An impossibility, please treat it such. Its not asking much. Life is rough. No I'm not mr. tough guy. I'm just trying get by. So just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Be honest receive hell for it. A rebel without reason. A false god preaching. A perplexing equation is which there no answer. Mysteries deep in the soul i keep. Searching to find what you seek. Until its found leave all my words unbound. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Presumptuous it is. Assuming leaves emotions looming. Anger held right above my head. But its not getting in. Count to ten. Say you win. Put it to its end. Just eat my bliss, suck my mother f*cking kiss. Please just eat my bliss. All i want is happiness.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Livin' In The Past
Happy, and I'm smiling, walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you, and above you there's no other
We'll go walking out while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, be forgiving, let's go living in the past.
Once I'd used to join in every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution but they don't know what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes. Outside their lives go on much faster
Oh, be forgiving, we'll keep living in the past.
Oh, be forgiving, let's go living in the past.
Oh, no, no, be forgiving, let's go living in the past
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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As Life is Mirage - Acrostic Sonnet
As dusk to dawn succeeds, so death to birth,
Swift arcs the arrow, with the ark of man,
Lost on Time’s sea, while his allotted span
Is soon forgotten, dry-docked, - narrow berth.
For dust to dust returns, earth turns to earth;
Each sickled moon a sickly herald, wan,
Is witness to impermanence. The plan
Spins to Fate’s farce fast ending. Light and mirth
Must fade or jade before they prove their worth.
In earnest, blazing brightly, nothing can
Remain eternal, beacon Hope can’t scan,
And flame as ‘fixèd mark’ – and so its dearth,
Ghost mirage, mocks love’s life and locks life’s love -
End is in sight, flight spent, expressed above.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Brackets 0269
Break down stored brackets, restore spirit's soar,
Refuse restrictions, even golden cage,
As fame has second thoughts, untimely age
Celebrity converts to dust. Therefore,
Karma of light and laughter seek, sure core,
Enlightenment before Life's final page
Turns to find one absent from its stage.
Steer truthwards, fancy, fiction, shed, sure shore.
Behind lies Lethe, Lethe lies before,
Recorded time provides no living wage
Afterwards for archivists who'd gauge
Concerns or motives held in times of yore,
Knowledge sift to lift life's lid and pour
Excited over causal links, engage
Tenaciously in quibbling why, wherefore.
Sing Carpe Diem while one holds life's floor.
(31 December 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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If I Kiss You
Why waste your life for a long lost love?
Why waste your pretty smile -
even the spring upon the ancient skies
would never walk that mile.
Why waste your time remembering,
reviving what was past?
Why waste your pretty lips unkissed-
Can I kiss you then at last?
If I kiss you, would your eyes lose their coldness,
would your stone heart melt away?
If I kiss you with my soul upon my eager lips...
would I sweep your heart away?
If I touch your lips with my lips,
would you kiss me in return-
or tell me that there are no sparks
as stars don't give their own.
If I press your lips upon my own,
would you then forget his name?
Oh, why waste your life in nothing...
let me kiss you all my days!
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Romance Bore Seduction
Hand blessed hand, caressed.
A blushing rose, her face;
Her breast alive;
The elfin nose, a diamond set -
A kiss upon perfection
Bore a rise of pulse
To coach a sultry moan
Across a mellow breath of wine.
He knew; he sensed,
And easing loose a clasp of lace,
Another sign of her relenting:
Wild the play of eyes,
A fuller glide of skin;
He felt the now begin -
Her swell, intention in the sigh.
And so to hedge his move upon the cue -
The cry of deep anticipation,
Waxing all he saw -
Tho' not for us to view -
Arrived, emotion raw.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Universal
‘Universelle:
She is youth, she has no age.
She sees everything, she judges nothing.
She is innocent, she is powerful.
She comes from the past,
She is the future.’
Unrecognized though foreordained,
nought losing yet to all as lost,
innocent, though counting cost,
vast as the Past, as Future chained
eternally to Fate’s fire-frost
rich as we shall be we’ve remained.
Unique and common, in between
night’s sighs, dawn’s longings, scarce serene;
we float here, there, through dreams’ insight.
Although the strings stay out of sight
Chance intertwines lives, sets the scene
which spins round Time’s wheel infinite.
Game gambol gamble plays roulette
with Cause, Effect, would hedge its bet,
but all too often intervenes
the wild card held by Time who’s seen
to pull those strings till all forget,
till all’s forgotten, both ‘what was’, what might have been...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Caged
Suppres this rage and turn the page.
Keep moving on to better days.
To all the negativity that you've played.
It's brought you down and left you dazed.
What good trails has it blazed?
Pilling up misery in your way.
No good can come.
You're in a cage.
Locked inside with devouring rage.
You can't even have a peaceful day.
You have no hope.
Hanging by this treacherous rope.
Stewing there like a colassal dope.
So move on now and stop this rip.
Try your best to get a grip.
It will be much more pleasent on this trip.
You can't live your life in rage filled time.
Against yourself it's such a crime.
Everonward you should climb.
It gets better without the slime.
That fills your mind with evil chimes.
It's so much better when you've released this line.
The clarity you feel is so sublime.
So once you get past the rage.
You'll be getting to better days.
When you'll be well and before the spill.
Forever happy you're out of jail.
poem by Michael McParland
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Some Girl
She's just some ordinary girl with a pretty face
Some beauty I don't know and someone I exaggerate
She's a muse to me, pictures of her inspire my poems
I write about her life and its something I don't know
I stare at her, and she stares back, I know but she doesn't
And its feels empty, a picture can't be loved or loving
My desires for her are what draws me to ponder about her
Words of romance fill my void and I am lonely no longer
Maybe its just natural, to desire for the beautiful
But something in the way she looks makes my mind full
Of thoughts of us somewhere, loving life, we are in bliss
In a state of happiness with her nothing will be missed
A pen and paper is all that I need to convey to her
My thoughts of her, I hope one day she reads these words
And we'll be in love as reality is written from my mind
Romance between me and her, my fantasies become my life
poem by Piscine Kipling
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Kiss Of Life
Never more aware of what you do
I got you leavin' me and missing you
And me believing that you've never done right
When you've never done wrong
You been comin' to me late at night
It's not the eye alone that gives you sight
I've never given anybody my soul
But I'm coming undone
I'm a survivor but I'm reaching my low
But I'm not ready to die
I'm here for the kiss of life
I'm here for the kiss of life
Just give me the kiss of life
Watch them hold you
Count their faces
A never-ending line
But they're only imitations
Existing out of time
So now you're telling me it's just a ring
You say it's nothing but it's everything
I'm under pressure and I'm under
Your gun and I'm fingers and thumbs
You got the questions and the answers
I know
I'm being buried alive
I'm here for the kiss of life
I'm here for the kiss of life
Just give me the kiss of life
I can't stay here
Lost without you
Strangers in the dark
Holyangel
Living for you
To love and never cry
I'm a survivor but I'm reaching my low
But I'm not ready to die
I'm here for the kiss of life
I'm here for the kiss of life
Just give me the kiss of life
song performed by by Bee Gees from Size Isn't Everything
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(Inspiration Poem) A Book Never Read
Living by the fire
Living to admire
Living down to the wire
Still the wheels don't turn
I think it is because I want it
Urn for it
The beautiful almighty
I will not pray
Not as long as I live day by day
How much does my soul really weigh?
How many sins can be forgiven?
The fog will eventually choke you out
Whine and pout all you want
It won't make a dent in my steel cage
Because it was built from pure rage
If Its not a stage
What am I going through?
Its just another page of my book never read
Words as stale as the food I was fed
Maybe it was how many times I have been dropped on my head
I plead guilty to an unwritten destiny
I lied to myself in a mirror straight to my very own face
Memories erased
It's just another page of my book never read
I can't be lead astray
Especially if I'm willing
It's not much different then stealing
A moral yeng then yang
A oh so perfect harmony
Keeping things on a even keel
Always questioning what is real
It's just another page of my book never read
I hold on so tight to my comfy bed
Such a beautiful night
The stars are glistening oh so bright
I turn off the lights
Sleep for the dreams of a tomorrow
We are all living on borrowed time
So I ask again where's mine?
A question that continues to go unanswered
Draw your own conclusion
It's another one of the deep dark mysterious illusions
It's just another page of my book never read
It's as if every word has never been said
It's just another page of my tattered and torn book that will be never read
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Spit It Out
(coverdale/galley)
I never knew what a kiss could mean
Until the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Now I dont want sugar coated loving
Just silver tongue tenderness,
You gotta give me a certain satisfaction
The kind of love you seal with a kiss
An spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I can remember, I can recall
When I first set my eyes on you,
Ill never forget the thrill of it all
Dreaming of the things we could do
Baby, you must be crazy,
Fooling with a man like me,
cos I roll my dice with a heart of ice
An make it clear to see
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I never knew what a kiss could mean
til the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Your sweet caress an tenderness
Can take the pain away,
The things that you do make a queen out of you
An make me a king for a day
If you dont like it, spit it out
Now I know what your love can do
Ill be hanging round your door,
An Im gonna love you baby,
Ill give you more than you bargained for
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, if you dont like it...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Voices
Blames of my existence are just increasing
Being blamed for something which I never did do
Never did I commit a sin knowingly, although sins are really never known while committing
Everyone just passes out while being alive
The senses just fade, while living
Nothing is present, it is complete stillness
Voices I cannot hear
Complete silence from now, life is going to have
The stillness is going to take a course which will forever be
In this life where everything is temporary, quietness is the only thing eternal
Living in a cage, nobody does like
Sometimes, the heart just desires to break the shackles in every way possible
Nobody can restrain my views
My real thoughts, no longer will be held
I am free, voices are going to be unheard.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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A Tease Ate At Ease
Forty-five fragile film frames flickered fast,
Offered fragile existential fantasy.
Rehearsal? repetition? f[o]ray fancy-free?
Timed role’s played only once before cold blast.
Youth spins loaded dice, Styx stones cast, fall forecast,
Fickle fate finesses foresight finicky.
Iconoclastic? idyllic? lottery
Voids mortal cyphers’ sore core scores. Vacuum vast.
Emphemeral existence fades fast. Past
Youth clings, sings, rings prime passed preparing Lethe -
Exit pursued by bare Life’s absurdity.
A tease ate at ease? Flea’s frieze freeze, picked, nicked, repast.
Rose scent sent doom dissolves all errors paid,
Stage gauged age paging, gloom’s page terror greyed.
Forty-five frames flicker fast,
Opt out of final fantasy.
Rehearsal over, piper’s fee
Toxic toxin tolled. Cold blast.
Yearned remission ends, soon past.
Fate finesses finicky
Ideals as lethal lottery
Vacuums mortal coil at last.
Expunges wishful-thinking fast
Deadlines loom, dread signs tomb see
Aware of hope’s absurdity.
Yet fear flees further fears die cast.
Self-indulgence pointless proves.
A tease? at ease? last ga[s]p removes.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Pain And Tenderness
She pours from me
Onto the page.
My heart beats alone in a cage.
My bleeding pen
Flashes in rage.
Yet knows
That I can never address
The true pain
And the tenderness.
She soars from me
Into the skies.
She claws from me
Every disguise.
Yet bathes my aching soul
As it dies.
My passion
Like a speeding express.
In a dungeon
I lay and obsess
About the true pain
And tenderness.
She flies from me
In empty sunset.
She cries on me
From clouds above.
Her kiss
And that smokey red dress,
Fill my morning
With visions of soft caress.
And scent of love.
Yet my words
Lack the pain and tenderness
Of the first sunrise.
What's written on the page
Is written in the eyes.
poem by Kevin East
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Names Upon the Stage
Silently covered,
Names I never heard
Floors I never stood,
The holocaust to feel them die,
Lonely
When they cry.
Imagine ancient quilts,
And scripts upon a page.
A silver meadows shadow,
The names upon the stage.
Good to see remembered,
Tears and Life, the same.
Just to many truths,
For such an insane game.
Imagine all the people,
And scripts upon a page.
The blank parade of faces,
And names upon the stage.
poem by Sandra Osborne
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Fate-4
Fate is cruel
when moist honey lips in other`s tongue
Fate is lust
when moiest honey lips in my tongue
Fate is hell
when true love battered
Fate is pleasure
when other`s love on bed
Fate is vivid
when she opened her legs for me
Fate is vicious
when I am naked on another`s split
Fate is pain
when both of us on yet another`s split and jerks
Fate is what a fail in harmony
what we lost in love
where we lost hardwork
and when our will buried under
Fate rule us............
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Jealousy
I am overpowered and taken over by intense jealousy
Some one should not get angry on me and feel pity?
Neither has it been confined to one town or city
Nor it has been descended from divinity
I feel that I have been confined to cage
As if nothing has been written on page
Blurred vision with no thinking and direction
Lacking morale and nothing to offer for action
I feel shame and continue to burn
I may soon be out of scene in turn
What should I do and try to learn?
Is it confined to me alone and only concern?
Is it the frustration that has taken over?
Is it is the simple tactic to find cover?
Why to hide our own weaknesses for nothing?
Nothing may prove fruitful and come out of it as something
It is sheer madness to get over and go for rage
You can turn rapist or killer from sage
It is stage mean to be adopted for destruction
Then it will be too late to follow the instruction
Love and hate, amity and enmity doesn’t augur well
They are all the symptoms to send us in hell
No one has won the sympathy or gained anything
It is way to go for self destruction for nothing
I may prefer love to hate
People may push me out of gate
Still it is in our hand and not early or late
Can we blame it alone to our fate?
I may have to choose lesser evil
It may be forced on you as will
What is then best way to get out of it?
Prepare worst for self and willingly meet
Intense hatred results into formation of jealousy
Though it is not all of sudden or coming out easy
It burns from within at personal cost
All the relations are put in cold storage and frost
It will not allow you to live peacefully
You may not be aware of it fully
Still it resides in your remote corner
Allows the rage to come out of burner
If you control it in time then it is well and good
It may burn you live as if without food
You won’t come out of it at first
It will always keep you at the last
I can’t go against HIS wish
Love is like water to fish
It may be existent in any form
I shall pray to come out of storm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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