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I Thought You Were So Sweet

I'm at a loss.
Because my feelings for you,
Have been tossed.
But at who's cost?

I'm at a loss.
I should feel crossed,
And upset...
But I'm more in awe,
You could leave me without cause.

There was no argument,
Before you put me down.
There was no hint or clue,
Before you kicked me to the ground.

Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.
You bit me with a venom to poison me like a boa.

I'm at a loss.
Because my feelings for you,
Have been tossed.
But at who's cost?

I'm at a loss.
I should feel crossed,
And upset...
But I'm more in awe,
You could leave me without cause.

You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.

You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fake Flowers

ı do not like fake flowers
having no soul and odor
dry and like ice
they gaze with their icy..cold eyes
they tray to smell
but only in imitation
but have no smell or odor
ı n the natural flowers
you find the all the mixture and voices
of the colors and the odors
they smell
like a beloved..like a comrade..like a mother
and they flow into you
like a colorful fountain
one is man made
the other GOD made
one wavers and boasts ''ME..ME..MEE..
the other gives real friendship and love
and GOD..the one who looks at us
and protects us from above
Ali TURK KESKIN....translatı on Metin Ş AHIN

poem by Metin Sahin
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Surprise, Surprise )

-"there's a break ev'ry time, there"
-"................?.................."
-"no, oh, i thought it was you, sombody was hangin' over, maybe a foot on the pedal or something"
-"................?.................."
-"well, would you do it, jim? eh, i don't know what you do it on.....yeah!"
-".one, one, two, three, four"
Sweet as the smell of success,
Her body's warm and wet.
She gets me thru this god awful loneliness,
A natural high butterfly.
Oh, i, i need. need, need her.
Just like a willow tree,
A breath of spring, you see.
And, oh boy, you don't know what she do to me,
She makes me sweat, forget who i am.
Oh i, i need, need, need her.
Well, i was wond'rin' how long this could go on,
On and on.
'cause i thought i could never be surprised.
But could it be that i bit my own tongue?
Mm-hmm,
It's so hard to swallow when you're wrong.
A bird of paradise,
Sunrise in her eyes.
God only knows such a sweet surprise,
I was blind, she blew my mind,
Think that i, oh, i love, love, love her.
- "stay on your d! - d! - stay there. hey!"
Sweet, sweet, sweet,
Sweet, sweet smell.
Sweet, sweet, sweet
Such sweet, sweet,
Sweet, sweet smell.
- "ok, thank you! stop! let me just check it

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Love in sale

I just wanted to go in
Deep and to be inhaled
But you thought
I am the air full of poison

When I wanted to exchange
The feel of fragrance
And the taste of smell
You thought
I am the flower, stale

I inhaled deep the whole bottle
Full of that poison air
Tasted the flavour of rejection
Exchanged the smell with that of cliff stones
Suddenly I see princes and merchants
Surround your flower in the seller market
Though I need that to offer to the alter of goddess
But for her still I can not purchase it
As She made me the real poor of the street

poem by Abdul Wahab
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There is a peculiar burning odor in the room, like explosives. the kitchen fills with smoke and the hot, sweet, ashy smell of scorched cookies. The war has begun.

quote by Alison Lurie
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Sweet Reprieve Rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
That was thrown on the battle field for my soul
The inevitable mortal wound waits for me on yonder hill
As the dawn breaks on the time transcribed for me
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
When he was first enclosed
For three dark days and three lonely nights
Until he returned unto the light
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose

Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose
When we are first enclosed
Waiting for his trumpet to blow
And for all of his people to be called home
Oh the smell of the sweet reprieve rose

poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Life is Loss

I have given this one most thought.
To learn this lesson you may not want.
But everybody knows and everybody felt
Some have seen more with the hand they've been dealt.

But I’m going to remind you because it seems.
That change is the worst enemy that deems
The fear that you have for the future
Is the loss that you will lose there?

But life is loss but not all loss comes
In the form of death or separation from
Two loves who no longer give
Each other their own life to live.

Because sometimes people have to walk away
From the hurt that they feel each day.
Sometimes people have to let go of the feelings
And move on with the day to day dealings.

Or never find themselves without remorse
And never having any recourse
Of the life that is loss and always having to carry
Those people that which they should bury.

poem by Black Rabbit
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Ode to Odor

Oh, odor...
From where does thou cometh.
With your abrupt pungentness?
To lay so distinctly...
In once fresh air!

And...
Upon unexpecting noses,
With such effective attention...
You have manage to get and be given,
In a suspecting collectiveness.
Oh oh odor!

Fanning you...
Is a pointless act.
When you come to attack the senses...
There is a determination noticeably gained.
And the agony to breathe freely...
Is devoid of any patience!
Any...
That remains.

And so foolish are the aspects of retaliation.

Oh...
Odor!
You ought to go!

But where shall you go?
Odor...
You are so unwanted.
Since you came in through...
Closed doors and windows,
With that uninvited ooze...
You meant to leave.
It looks as if...
There is no choice but to wait,
Until you fade away!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shadow at the Door

A Shadow at the door
He stood there for so long
It was like an eternity went by

Just as he had appeared
He quickly vanished from sight

Leaving me to think
I was safe, every things alright

Then in slumber I fell
Sweet dreams of a child

When WHAM! ! !
There he was again my nightmare began

Blinking in the stale night
Breathing his stench

I screamed my loudest
I kicked with all my might

Sweaty hands clamped down
On my mouth
Terror was all that I could feel

An odor of beer that lingered in the air
Sweaty palms and body made me
Tremble in fear

The minutes ticked by I felt tainted
And dead and blacked out in horror
At this nightmarish dread

poem by Kaila George
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