I Do Not Hunger For Your Unhappiness
My hands can gently hold.
Also ball into fists.
I refuse to lift my hands to hit.
I refuse that kind of anguish to sit,
Within me.
My tongue could be peppered,
Or honeyed sweet.
I could deliver bitterness,
Or clinch my teeth!
I could bite my lips,
And resist to throw a fit!
And I do...
With my legs.
Taking my heart away,
From all of it!
I will not entertain...
Your appetite for ignorance.
But I can.
I choose not to!
And I suggest...
You let this rest.
Since I've confessed,
I do not hunger...
For your unhappiness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Refuse
Everythings heaven sent
Thats what you said and went
Inside your fairy glass
Somethin you think will last
And when they crop you like a clown
You got your smile on upside down
B-baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find omebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everythings on a whim
Thats what you said to him
Lyin in wunderlust
Are feelings you never trust
And when they pamper you with ice
I cant believe you dont think twice
Uh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everyone makes the play
With nothing left much to say
Theyre all in an endless line
Waiting for equal time
They keep screaming its the truth
And you keep kneelin in the booth
Oh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
Oh, I do refuse
(I do refuse)
Oh, you got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Ah, oo-oo
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Oo, oh got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
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song performed by by Cars
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Anywhere You Choose
With this heart I'll meet you,
With this heart I'll greet you,
Anywhere you choose.
With these hands I'll undress you,
With these hands I'll caress you,
Anytime you choose.
With these arms I'll hold you,
With these arms I'll enfold you,
Anyplace you choose.
With these lips I'll kiss you,
With these lips I'll bliss you,
Anyway you choose.
With my love I'll adore you,
With my love I'll amour you,
Any moment you choose.
With my eyes I'll wake you,
With my eyes I'll make you
Desire me, any day you choose.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Refuse!
i refuse
to accept the lie
anymore!
i know, beyond a doubt,
that all people are equal,
regardless of color, gender,
religion, financial status, or
political beliefs!
i refuse to believe
that i am all right,
when someone else
is hungry, homeless, or hurting.
i refuse to believe
that i am not responsible,
for i am most responsible
when i turn away!
i refuse to believe
that one person's success
can come at the expense of another!
i refuse to settle!
i choose life, and life means living...
involved!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Refuse To Be Muted
Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.
Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Do choose.
Decide to be better than that.
Do choose.
Unstrap from shackles that trap.
You are much more than that.
Put some heat under your feet...
Know your destiny is yours,
To meet and greet.
Do choose.
Don't pity pat your own back.
Know you're better than that!
Refused to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
Do choose.
And, select your steps.
Do choose.
Don't second guess to be a wreck.
Do choose.
Reach and see yourself the best.
Seek to want nothing else less...
Since there's no time to sit and rest,
With folded arms against your chest.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted.
Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
Do choose.
Refuse to be muted.
Refute this to be booted!
And, select your steps.
Reach and seek the best.
Do choose!
And refuse to be muted.
Confused and disputed,
To choose!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someday, I'll Fly
I refuse to bow down, I refuse to surrender
No matter how hard you push,
I refuse to stay under.
I'll bear the pain and heal my bruise
No matter how hard you try,
I'll take no more abuse.
I won't ever loose, failure I won't face
No matter how hard you play,
I will win with glory and grace.
You leave me nothing but despair to choose
But I refuse to cry and I refuse to die,
I'll break these shackles of your prison,
And someday, I'll fly.
poem by Mayur Marwa
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Peach
Soft is the
Skin
Of the ripe peach,
So gently,
I will coarse
My
Innocent hands
Through
It's fine hair
Caressing
It's
Curving surface.
How
I wish for a bite.
Soft is the
Skin
Of the ripe peach.
Sweet it is
To savor.
In
My hand, I hold
It,
Waiting to
Treasure it's
Taste.
My tongue is teased.
How
I wish for a bite.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Too Close Too Sweet
i know what too sweet means
it destroys my teeth
and i think what too close also means
it gives teeth to contempt
the familiarity that kills
without notice without knowing
so not to close please not too sweet
let there be distance let there be bitterness at times
between us inside us
so we may survive this promise of togetherness
too close your hands choke me
too sweet you may bite me
let their be suspicion too
let psyche bring the lamp
to cupid's sleepy eyes
now we have a story to tell
this love this tragedy so our children may learn
what true love really is
bittersweet bitter and sweet
something tragic something blissful that we must ferret
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Alankar(Decor) -88
Simply Couplets-1(uneven couplet)
The doors of the mouth ever unshut on a pretext
Craving mouth craves blaming the teeth in set
The tainted teeth of gourmet-colours
Act to curse the tongue of tastes
Doused in tastes the luscious tongue
Chides the cooking hands fakely in slang
Berate the hands falsely the walking feet
For often they 're on a shopping fleet
'The order'mutter the shopping legs
'By the stomach and its hungry yowls'
It's the mind of my master
Grumbles the stomach with its hunger
O'mind what do you say
Towing your master your way
Gluttonous self clutches an impaired castle dangerous
O'master cherish a life then gorgeous?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Quit With Nothing Said
When nothing makes sense anymore,
Make this an opportunity...
To free yourself from attempts,
Of being intelligent about it.
Refuse the temptation and resist this.
And try not to convince anyone,
You understand what they are going through.
Don't open up another door,
That invites you to sit with someone else's confusion.
Refuse the temptation and resist this.
Quit with nothing said.
To save that peace inside your head!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Up
Wake up.
Look up.
Get up.
Be up.
Stay up.
Stand up.
Shut up.
And refuse to be fffuh...
Upped in a confusion.
Or give up trying to be you.
Diffuse those mistakes you made.
Under any circumstance,
That attempts to keep you down!
With frowns to share and show.
Only have 'that' which pleases your appetite.
Hunger for it...
Until it is satisfied!
Raise and lift yourself up!
Be that one in the crowd who does.
There ain't nothing to eyeball on the sidewalk,
But cracks.
And you don't have to be about that!
Be 'up'!
Or get out of the way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It might come back into fashion for all long suffering husbands
Why do we hoard things we don’t use?
Why is that we always choose
to take the easy way.
Turn a blind eye.
We will decide another day
what to keep, what to throw away
Although there’s no reason why
we should refuse
We’re well aware what we should try
to clear some space before we buy.
That gorgeous pair of shoes
We should say nay.
We know quite well we should refuse
but bargains we can always use.
Thursday,19 November 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It might come back into fashion
Why do we hoard things we don’t use?
Why is that we always choose
to take the easy way.
Turn a blind eye.
We will decide another day
what to keep, what to throw away
Although there’s no reason why
we should refuse
We’re well aware what we should try
to clear some space before we buy.
That gorgeous pair of shoes
We should say nay.
We know quite well we should refuse
but bargains we can always use.
Thursday,19 November 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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If My Heart
if my heart has a tongue
let it utter only the words of love
if my heart has hands
let it touch but only tenderness
if my heart has lips
let it kiss your lips so sweetly
if my heart has arms
let it embrace you softly
if my heart has eyes
let it see nothing but you only
but my heart has none of these senses
without hands, without eyes, without arms
without lips, without a tongue
let it beat somehow just for you
let it be true
to love no one but only you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Keep Your Faith Placed Safe
Fortunes meant for you,
Are not for anyone else to keep.
Unless they are holding it,
To be released to you.
And you are within reach.
People numbed from their surroundings,
Sleep.
Intoxicated by medications,
To ensure they stay away...
From wishes to be on top of the heap.
And lay under burdens tolerated,
With a sharing of addictions...
That has convinced them not to leave.
Don't dropp a tear or weep for them.
Stretched to the max,
With their pockets getting thin...
They are
And this they confirm,
Enclosed in minds suffering within.
With a slow burn inside they earn.
Afraid to relax their grasp that holds,
Onto old routines...
From them they can't let go.
As most routines on some bestow.
But a fortune meant for you,
Will come...
And that is true.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of the Maker.
Yes a fortune meant for you,
Will come...
And that is true.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Whatever you need The Master will feed,
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Refuse to brood like so many do,
And keep your faith placed safe...
In the hands of The Maker.
Whatever you need The Master will feed,
If your faith is placed,
In the hands of The Maker.
Refuse to brood like so many do,
And keep your faith placed safe...
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
Keep your faith placed safe,
In the hands of The Maker.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lord from my tongue, my mouth
Lord from my tongue, my mouth
and lips let there be
gently words,
from my tongue let there be
formed inspiring
words like rose petals
let my mouth open
like a beautiful morning breaking
between two shadows of
hills
let my lips give a smile
as sweet as that of a
kitten
let this poem be as sweet
as a flying kiss
gently so gently
landing on hers
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Refuse (Song)
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
all the souls are need in a break
going back to home
refusing the symphony
you give
time to refuse(3)
refuse refuse
life not meant to refuse
but refuse death
you refuse life
the stakes are high
id tell the guitar
its time
time to refuse
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
climb the highest tower
you were born a star
the world will know you
born that way
born to be special
yeah yeah yeah
your gonna make it
i know
i know your gonna make it
escape refuse from the paradise
refuse
You dont have to roll the dice
yeah yeah
your gonna make it
refuse! ! !
poem by Raabia Tabassum
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These Hands
Given by God -are these hands!
One can do many things -with these hands
With love one can help a strangers' hands-
Allay and comfort the elders' gnarled hands
Clean sweep and mop with these hands
Decorate and embellish with these hands
Cook and serve food to all with these hands
Clasp a loved one with these hands
Applaud one with pleasure with these hands
Dig the soil and form a garden with these hands
Hold a book to read with these hands
Write and post a card with these hands
Type a poem to cheer someone with these hands
Draw a picture and sew clothes with these hands
Paint a beautiful scene to amuse with these hands
Play a game of volley ball or cricket with these hands
Swim the waters and row a boat with these hands
Pick the harvests and fruits with these hands
Feed the animals and birds with these hands
Seek the warmth of dear ones with these hands
Feel the soft petals of a flower with these hands
Fold the palms to pray with these hands
Given by God - are these hands!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Lewd object
you make my heart boil
like water looking for the bitterness of
tea
the temperature on my head
rises to the
level of the desert and i become
the Bedouin
racing with my black horse
looking for
oasis
there is water around me now
there are sweet dates and grapes within the mighty hold
of my hands
i must be cursed
i am never satisfied
this thirst and hunger
this difference
they are always
insatiable
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unhappiness
Unhappiness?
I refuse to accept it.
Or keep it as a gift,
Anyone insist I get and leaves.
I know what it is like,
To unwrap my burdens on another.
And I've grown up since then,
To understand my problems...
Are up to me to end!
Unhappiness?
With a sulking deeply felt.
Aided by a brooding,
And a worthlessness of self.
That is spiced with anger,
To put the blame on someone else!
Only prolongs the agony.
Especially when those near it...
Can't bear any longer to hear it!
Fearing a joy they may choose to have,
Makes someone who is unhappy...
Determined to destroy good feelings.
Until everyone around them is as equally sad!
And doing it,
If they have to use megaphones.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bite Me
Every sentence I ended...
She said bite me.
Every comment I made...
Her response was a way,
Of letting me know what she wanted.
'Bite me.
Bite me.
Bite me...'
She went on!
So I obliged.
Fulfilling my good guy duties.
So why am I the one being arrested?
Which one of us here has the black eye?
The only reason she doesn't have any teeth...
She took them out before she swung!
Why would I want to steal her teeth?
When I am accustomed to her tongue.
And her teeth are always out anyway.
At least that's what her husband says.
They both have done me.
She here!
And he...
Across the street at my home.
But this is the first time I've ever been arrested...
For not giving up the bone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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