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Loyalty Should Be The First Thing Discussed

Pent up desires
Do not fizzle with age!
That's what I thought...
Before,
When exploring my sexuality
Was then a crazed rage!
I took my heat for granted.
Wanting to plant my 'meat'...
Just for sensation!
And married what I believed was good.
Not even thinking...
Whether or not I should.
I was young.
And full of...
Come 'hither'-ness!
I thought that was bliss.
Until I got sick of it!
You know...
Like the 'first' high,
Is the only 'high' to have!
After that...
It becomes charity work.
Or some communal obligation!

I'm over that stage in my life.
And today I'm not seeking neither a husband or a wife.
Everything goes today.
But roleplay for me is so passé.
A boring nothingness displayed by so many!
I want to be touch exclusively.
I want that chemistry to ring my bells!
I want my heart to flutter with passion.
I want...
Someone with life to love me.
And I want what we have to sizzle.
The only problem is...
Too many are seeking the same thing!
And I certainly do not want,
Someone else's fire...
To jump into my furnace.
To burn with ecstasy...
To hear a knock on the door,
By someone shouting...
'I know you're in there giving up butt,
To my lover! '

Loyalty should be the first thing discussed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That I'm Older And Much Wiser

I married into what I thought would be,
Then...
A good relationship.
And I had experienced one before,
Committed and loyal.
But...
Being possessive,
Ruin it.

The second time I entered,
Into wedded bliss.
I tried too hard to be too much.
And too much of 'me'...
Made my partner sick.
So again from that,
We both split.

Now that I'm older and much wiser,
And wanting companionship.
I admit to being sexually experimental.
And this has bored me to bits.

I wish someday to meet someone,
Who will understand my 'wit'.
Someone who too has had the same feelings.
And through with an unnecessary roleplay,
With a sharing of a chemistry that snuggly fits.

Now that I'm wiser,
With age as my adviser.
And wanting a valued companionship.

'Then why do you insist on playing hard to get? '

Well...
I do have my preferences,
Kept on an ever changing list.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion

I came to love you
Only knowing you
For a few seconds
Together now for nearly three years
someone threatens to break us apart
With no way to stop it we went along
I thought today I would die
Of the one thing I thought I couldn't
a broken heart
As tears run down my face today
Tonight changed as another takes my heart
he holds me close only later to kiss me
Come today you say we're together
the hardest thing to do is choose between you both
I love you more than life itself your the light in my life
But the feelings are stronger I love him too
I knew you longer I love you more what do I do
Stay and hide my heart and emotion
Or go and show my love knowing ill be happier

poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Married Men

(bugatti - musker)
Producers for bonnie: ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Bonnie recorded this song in 1979 for the film the world is full of married men. the lyrics are taken from the japanese single.
The world is full of married men
With wives who never understand
Theyre looking for someone to share
The excitement of a love affair
Just as soon as they find you
They wine you and dine you
You fly on the wings of romance
But in the eyes of the world
Youre just another crazy girl
Who loves a married man
Oh your love is a secret
And youve got to keep it
As long as you can
No dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
The world is full of married men
Oh yeah you make him feel so young
But his wife will still be number one
He promises to marry you
Just as soon as his divorce
Comes through
And its not just a fling
He swears its the real thing
A love that could last till the end
As hes driving away
You know its true what they say
About married men
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men
Oh hell run when the scandal
Gets too hot to handle
Hell say I just want to be friends
They hell walk out of your life
Hell go home to his wife
cause hes a married man
Oh your love is a secret
And youve got to keep it
As long as you can
No dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
The world is full of married men
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men
Hell walk out of your life
And go home to his wife
A married man
Dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men....repeat and fade

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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The Meaning Of It All

Are we born to die someday?
Or go about hankering after friends, fortune and fame everyday?
I know not what to do today,
I know what I am today is because of yesterday.
I know what I will be tomorrow is because of today.

Life is a like a fire which keeps on burning and burning
Life is full of desires and despair,
Raise your desire as high as the fire.
Never let yourself to be burnt in the fire of despair.

Death need not to be feared,
For when it nears, you are not there.

poem by Arnab Kar
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Break The Rules

Everything is wrong, yet they all deny it
But the time will come, when they cant hide it
Somebody says hey man- whats up with you
I say just make way cause Im sick of you
Sick n tired of no good two faced liars
Buck here- buck there, thats their sole desire
Leaders always put your life in fear
I dont wanna see the world disappear
You got to burn it up- burn it up tonight
Cause the time has come for us- to put it right
You gotta break the rules, so keep the aces high
Break the rules- break the rules
Burn em down with fire
No good thinking you dont have the power
Cause its coming soon its gonna be our finest hour
All I do is smile because Ive been thru this before
I know just how to play this game- Im kicking down your door
You got to burn it up- burn it up tonight...
You gotta break the rules, so keep the aces high
Break the rules- break the rules
Burn em down with fire
You gotta break the rules, so keep the aces high
Break the rules- break the rules
Burn em down with fire
Solo
You gotta break the rules...

song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Are You a Good Husband?

All married men want to be called a good husband
A good husband is a decent husband
Mr. Husband what you done to deserve this decency?
Has your wife ever referred to you as her good husband?
It is known that the eyes cannot see itself
Unless by reflection. Have you ever asked
Your wife for a performance appraisal
Honey, how did I perform last year?
On a scale of one to ten, one for very poor
Ten for excellent, how did I perform?
Your wife may think you are now on new drugs
If you receive less than six, you need to
Start fence mending before it is too late
A good husband sees his wife as his friend
A nice husband treats his wife as his lover
A decent husband regards his wife as a soul-mate
You should anticipate what your wife
Will need before she makes any request
By the way, have you ever bought a gift
For your wife without an occasion?
Do you have to wait for her birthday?
To inform her that she is very special to you?
Do you have to wait for your wedding anniversary?
To tell her that she is the best thing in your life
When last did you talk to your wife in-laws?
When last did you visit your wife in-laws?
What have you done to be called a good husband?
Ask for performance appraisal on a regular basis
Remember, if you make your wife happy
You will get happiness in return

poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Crazed Are Some Programmed Mindsets

Giving of myself, talents and time,
Use to be an easy thing for me to do.
I didn't mind it.
I found in doing so it was enjoyed.
Until I discovered my efforts being taken for granted.
And I stopped feeling grateful to give my stuff away.
'Assuming' what I had done was appreciated.

Crazed are some programmed mindsets.

I then began to notice people,
Believing to be doing me the favor...
To share in the wasting of my time!
Thinking of me to be perceive as selfish.
And 'if' I had not given my best,
They wouldn't have known me at all.

Crazed are some programmed mindsets.

Today as I come to think about this,
I give them less of my best.
And of me it is thought I seek their attention.
That's how people into themselves think.
Until they are shown,
Doors that have been permanently closed.
And ignored are those with turned up noses.

Crazed are some programmed mindsets.
And their lack of consciousness!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Story(9) (Life Brightened By Many Husbands)

She is a 107-year-old woman.
4 years ago, she was married to her 22nd husband.
Now she feels so insecure
cos he might leave her for a new lover.
Now she is seeking her 23rd new man
though she is wrinkle-faced centenarian.
She holds the worlds' most married record
by tying and untying the marital knot.
Without a husband, she feels so forlorn
so seeking a new one never adjourned.

poem by U Win Kyi
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The Old Woman and Today

She awoke early with a pep today
A glimmer in her eye and strong step today
She thought of a menu that would bring a smile today
as she thought of her husband so lovingly today
She cracked the eggs and placed them in the pan today
Se buttered his toast and peeled his fruit today
She poured his glass so full today
She placed the flowers n her favorite vase today

She slowly sat down at the table today
the realization hit her like a cement truck today
She lowered her eyes as she thought of the day
You see, the old man had long been dead by today

The disease of old persons made her forget today
Made her cook breakfast for three today
When I entered the room, I asked her sadly, 'What's wrong today? '
She said, 'I'll greive just the same as I did that day
because my soulmate just died again today.'

poem by Complicated Simply
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The Chronicles of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 3 Softer

Run here
Workout there
Take a whole wad of hair
Smack it on your knee
All command given to me
Now please give me less
Now after I have done all the rest
There are less and less
As tomorrows fly by
So high in the sky
So high I cannot reach
Wishing someone teach
Me to touch the stars, Iest I die
And be grounded... never thought how to fly
Because I've always been kept in this cage
As i build up more rage
Yet less commands they are soft now
Sometimes I ask how
Yet i lay in the ranks lay in the cage
Lay in wait
Open the cage...remove.. wait
No commands, let the beast out
I know it won't happen, but maybe there's doubt
But if one day
It could get out and get away...no
Not today
not today though... though i lay in wait
Wishing to clean the slate
If i start new
Then rage would take over, and a red hue
Would emerge and take over my sight
I would let it out happily
But i will not let
This stage be set
I will keep all feelings in
For now..
Outside I think of this...
Softer I must let.. I must never let it out

poem by David Knox
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Fire-Time

He walked toward her
a fire-stick in his hand
and spoke softly.
'This is fire
my gift to you.

It is safety from wild animals;
heat for your food;

romance for your life;

Igniter of Passion;
The Secret Furnace
which fuels the Sun;
the Starry Blanket
which covers the night;

the Milky Way which burns
hot-blue.

The Heart's Flame
is Cobalt Fire too.

She touched his fire-stick
and felt the burn.

He grabbed her singed hand
and kissed it

saying:
Fire too
burns
human things;

Passion too
sears souls.

'But how, ' she said,
'shall I know fire which heals
from Stinging Fire which
burns my soul? '

'How can I be sure my fire
is safe fire,

that all my passions
are healing flames
and not destructive ones? '

He, said 'Fire is like touch;
go close enough to feel the warmth
but don't press too much
or the skin recoils.

Fire is like two kissing lips;
go close enough to feel the heat
but pressure too much
you chip the teeth.

Fire is like making love;
it can sweep you away
but be sure Fire's Orbit
brings you back
ensuring sure you don't get too close to the burning Sun.

When young be the bubble-bee sampling nectar,
not the moth obsessed with flames.

Use fires' heat
but regard more its light;

for Fire is both;
heat is good
light is knighted.

Fire correctly lit
is a balm of both
and allows Love and Lovers
to survive.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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In the Giving There's A Benefit

To have awakened is a good thing to be!

And I have learned,
In the many years it has taken me to do it...
That the being there for someone else,
Will not automatically be interpretated...
As an appreciation to be shown one day,
With a reciprocation known that's received.

I have learned,
There will be many taking others for granted...
With a doing which is believed,
A duty to misuse someone dependable.
Until a reality hits and a doing this is missed.
And a waiting to sit by a telephone,
Wishing to hear it ring is a familiar sound gone.

I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.

To have awakened is a good thing to be.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to misuse.

I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
Those who give are not desperate.
Oh yes I've learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to abuse.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Heard An Angel Say

I thought I saw her face today
in the sparkle of the morning sun
and then I heard the angel say
her work on earth is done

I thought I heard her voice today
then laugh her hearty laugh
and then I hear the angel say
there's peace little one at last

I thought I felt her touch today
in the breeze that rustled by
and then I hear an angel say
the spirit never dies

I thought she had left me
for the stars to far above
and then I hear the angel say
she left you with her love

I thought I would miss her
and never find my way
and then I heard the angel say
she's with you everyday

poem by Lizee Beth
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In Glorious Removal

I adorned my life with chaos,
Wanting to fit in!
Wanting to be just like the 'Jones'
With constant arguing that would never end!

I wanted to feel accepted,
So I gossiped with the rest.
I thought I had to dislike someone,
Because my 'friends' thought 'that' was best!

I wanted to pretend my needs were satisfied.
And at home alone I knew I was not...
And alone with 'things' I cried!
Deep inside I was tied up in knots,
A lot!

Well...
It's a new day.
And some 'crap' I cleared away!
Including some folks I thought were close,
To live my life my way!

The only thing I regret,
As I sit in retrospect...
Is the misery grieved by the few who believe,
The life I live they have to inspect and accept!

And I've told them I'm not seeking
Anyone's approval!
In fact...
I've discovered myself again,
Sustained in glorious 'BS' removal!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wished Upon My Life Today

I wished upon my life today
I wean upon my life today
I bet upon my life today
I borrowed upon my life today
I feasted upon my life today
I fell upon my life today
I paid upon my life today
I plead upon my life today
I frowned upon my life today
I flew upon my life today
I smoked upon my life today
I shitted upon my life today
I pissed upon my life today
I pass upon my life today
I sneezed upon my life today
I sneaked upon my life today
I asked upon my life today
I ate upon my life today
I wept upon my life today
I won upon my life today.
I prayed upon my life today.

poem by David E. Patton
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The Adulterous Wife

As her Children sleep in their bed
While her husband lays down his sleepy head
She quietly gets up and starts continuing her lies,
As this is the story, of the Adulterous wife.
She lies and cheats and do the sins that she shouldn't,
Sadly though, this isn't the first time for this woman
As in her past she has done this all before
Sadly her husband didn't know, that he had married a whore.
As when he is at work, she was never at home
And when her girl's slept, she was never alone
She lied and cheated and used her husband for a price
As this is the story of the Adulterous wife.
She sneaks out of the house whenever she can
So she can jump in the bed of another man
He then uses her, and then she lies to him
But neither can lie to GOD, when their beginning becomes their end.
And when her daughter's get older and they feel the strife
I wander if they will be like their mother, the adulterous wife
She argues and fights with her husband all the time
Loyalty and love to her husband has been left far behind.
The vow she swore to GOD she has broke it once again
Now she is a marked woman, in front of women and men
She has affairs with her lovers, that only the devil could believe
Asking them to come and rescue her, and set herself free.
She is never happy unless she is in another mans bed
Only happiness she brings that man, is when he is dead
She tells her lies and say all her men of hers are abusers
But she never let them know, that she is but a user.
And she'll keep her lies from yesterday unto today
And while she sins, other men lay down to pray
How sad it is to live that type of sinful life
But this is the true story of the Adulterous wife.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Looking Up

-There is this thing up
In the deep, of the sky
Persistently it passes by -
Optimists claim
Forever it shall return...
But I, I wonder; How long can it continue to burn?

When I was so very young
Not a true worry, did I know
For of nowhere did I have need to go -
Then came along Maturity
Leaving me discontent anywhere to stay...
And always wanting, for a far better way.

The burning in my soul
Took my youth, yet keeps coming back
Trying to enlighten the trust I so lack -
Dispair attempts to snuff it all out
While I hope to be strong...
And Truth come to discover...before I am entirely gone.

There- way up there- is a bird in the sky
Freely flying, so very high
Does he look up at the sun, Does he wonder if it will ever be done -
Or does he simply reach out in faith to touch the heat
Understanding one must risk the burn...
If one wants to feel life's eternal heart beat?

poem by Smoky Hoss
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So sick of it

I’m so sick of it
Making me feel like I’m sick

So sick of this
So sick of it all

When I finally got sick of it all
I just let it all out, I changed more and more
Explaining it and speaking my mind
Writing it all down on sheets of paper
Explaining why I’m so sick.

I’m so sick of it all
This world, Reality, all this bigotry
Can’t get enough of this
I can’t take it anymore I have to stand up
And fight against this sickness

Battling which is that repeating cycle
Battling Homophobia

I’ve done it so many times
It makes me wonder why I’m so sick

I’m so sick of it
Going threw the same f*cking thing.
Wanting more and more

Realizing it couldn’t ever be real it sadden me
I thought it over and over and then
That’s when I got sick of it.

Got me thinking me of it then reminding myself of reality.
It happened over and over that’s when I got sick.
Making me feel sicker.

Regretting all of the stupid thing I ignored
Remembering I gone threw the same thing before
Anticipating myself 0.99 seconds before the actual thought

I’m so sick of it, all the things that make me sick
All the things I fight against.
Im so sick of it…

poem by Marcellus Watts
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Because I Got High (Radio Edit)

I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high

I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high

I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
they took my whole paycheck and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high

I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
Now I am a paraplegic
- because I got high
because I got high
because I got high

I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
I was gonna eat yo p***y too but then I got high
now I'm j***ing off and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high

I messed up my entire life because I got high
I lost my kids and wife because I got high
now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high

I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
and if I dont sell one copy I know why
- cause I'm high
cause I'm high
cause I'm high

song performed by by Afroman from The Good Times
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Kiss Me, Kiss You

Kiss me, I know you want to
Kiss you, because I want to
Lips soft like butter
When you kiss me it makes my heart flutter

Kiss you, makes my heart sing
Kiss me, I hear the bells ring
With this love, it's not a thing
Holding me back

Do you feel me quiver?
Do you feel me shiver?
I don't need to have you
Inside of me to feel love
Kiss me, passion as our lips meet
Passion as we feel the heat

Kiss me, I want to feel free
Kiss you, come closer come and see
Love to most is the same
But with us our lips is the game

poem by Raesheka Antwine
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