My Secret Licked Lip Keeper
Be my nights!
Be my morning star,
And destiny to me.
Be my appetite.
Be the tasty treats,
In everything I see.
Be whatever it is you wish...
And I hope you know this is,
My licked lip keeper.
Be the reason I hoop.
And holler with the ecstasy you give.
Be repeated on a loop.
You'll never wear me out...
Since I'll stay your main reaper!
Be whatever it is you wish...
And I hope you know this is,
My licked lip keeper.
Whatever it is you wish,
I hope you know this is my secret licked lip keeper!
Be my nights!
Be my morning star,
And destiny to me.
Be my appetite.
Be the tasty treats,
In everything I see.
Whatever it is you wish,
I hope you know this is my secret licked lip keeper!
You 'bees' my secret licked lip keeper!
You 'bees' my secret licked lip keeper!
Be whatever it is you wish,
You've got to know...
You 'bees' my secret licked lip keeper!
And-I'm-so-glad-I am-the-reaper!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Aint Been Licked
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Roll down the gangway
So theyll see that its me
I know theyll wonder about my recovery
Yes, I lost a love that promised happiness
What my heart wouldnt accept
Put me to the test
They keep a holding me down
But I rise
Yes it can be done
They keep a holding me down
But I rise
They cant make me run
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Got my second wind
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Tell em Im back again
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
Like outa nowhere my whole world fell apart
Till this day no one knows
What I felt in my heart
All those precious things
Inside me tried to still
Hands I thought would help
Pushed me over the hill
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Yes, it can be done
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
They cant make me run
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Got my second wind
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Tell em Im back again
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Just to start again
Rise
Show em that I can
Rise
Found a brand new dream
Rise
Just to prove one thing
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
I want the world to see
I aint been licked
Although my love is gone
I aint been licked
Somehow I carry one
I aint been licked
Ill find the strength somehow
I aint been licked
I think Im ready now
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Lily Licked the Toilet
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the floor.
You can bet I'll never
Kiss Lily anymore!
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the sink.
She's full of germs and worms,
At least that's what I think.
Lily licked the toilet,
And then she licked the tub.
It's safe to say her tongue
Could use a real good scrub!
She was the cutest pooch! (To Smooch)
Why'd she have to spoil it?
Nothing's been the same since…
Lily licked the toilet!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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I Licked The Wine
I licked the wine I licked sweet wine.
I licked chill wine off inflamed face.
I never left lingering incriminating;
any sticky dew rose red untasted trace.
I licked the wine; I licked full-blooded rose red wine.
I licked dew wine off dawn bud tender trembling lips.
I licked love undulating curves beneath vibrato hips;
in a song of time we dance summer ripe passions of vine.
I licked the wine; I licked sweet wine in memorial to time.
I licked chill wine off cherry sweet ripe youths luscious tits.
I licked while she swallowed tongue probing penetrating tips;
in love shines rebirth bright in festive season of harvest vine.
I licked the wine; I licked full-blooded rose red wine.
I licked while she screamed song orgasmic liquid joy.
I licked while white hot mouth savoured; new found wondrous toy;
in love we enshrine immortality posterity born in wedded love rhyme.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in March 1996 on the 26.3.1996.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dipped and Greasy
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Many praying that the buffet will stay.
Many praying that they'll find another way,
To supply more condiments...
And remove the after dinner mints.
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy fingers licked...
Are slowly from us fading.
And those lips smacked,
Are begging for the buffet.
But a gluttony once loved...
Is slowly from us fading away.
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
They once were licked with ease,
But those fingers have no buffet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Her Gratuity
She had been a versatile woman,
Having worked as a cook, a keeper,
A sweeper, a cahier, a store-keeper,
A washer woman, a gate-keeper,
A nurse, a waiter, and an escort.
All she did under one master,
Her husband, who bequeathed to her
The widowhood as gratuity.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Am I my fathers keeper?
He found redemption
danced with the devil
got lost in frustration
from the pain in his heart and
the fear that griped his soul
Am I my father’s keeper
A puff away from reality
Dreams up in smoke
Trading life for a toke
of sin
His new found friend
Am I my father’s keeper
I’m down on my knees
Praying for you
Your soul is on fire
And you don’t know what to do
Am I my father’s keeper
I ask him to take a step toward me
when the road is getting rough
I promise my love will be enough
Am I my father’s keeper
I tell him “you are blessed in courage”
Take this step for me
fight your way back towards reality
Am I my father’s keeper
Am I able to love him enough?
poem by Lisa Visor
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My everything
you are my un inherited fortune
you are my cherished pleasure
you are my love fulfilled fountain
you are my untouched treasure
you are the reason I am vague
you are the cause of my ecstasy
you are the healer of my rage
you are the hero of every fantasy
you are my everlasting love
you are my life giver and reaper
you are my angel from above
you are my secret keeper
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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Sunday Ajayi
Sky pensives and the birds gnash,
Because of you we wear our black sash;
We follow'd in a tearful promenade,
Chanting the name of our lost comrade.
Our hands tremble the candles lighted,
Our hearts and souls undelighted.
On the pitch of soccer you were a goal keeper,
In the department a gentle peace-keeper,
Within peers you were an humble governor.
We search the campus but find you no more;
Your words we remember, your face we zoom,
All these gone and can never resume.
Not here under the sun or rain,
Sunday, we look out and say 'hope we meet again'
.
poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle
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My Desperation Fades
My desperation fades,
When my craving for you ends.
My appetite satisfied in small bites...
When I licked my wishes in nibbles.
I could not in patience wait to feast.
I could not...
When I hungered for you to eat.
I could not...
Fast
Or last that long!
I need to taste.
And that temptation was prolonged.
I thought I was strong.
But not having you near.
It became clear what I did was wrong!
I went on and on and on until...
No knocking from you came!
So I did.
My desperation fades,
When my craving for you ends.
My appetite satisfied in small bites...
When I licked my wishes in nibbles.
Exciting myself...
Like I do each night,
Whenever you call to say...
'Perhaps another time?
Perhaps another day? '
I then lay...
Wet!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I believe that everyone is the keeper of a dream - and by tuning into one another's secret hopes, we can become better friends, better partners, better parents, and better lovers.
quote by Oprah Winfrey
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Flying Fiction
The flying fiction of a goal keeper,
Stronger enough with the spirit of love;
But the beginning of love is from the womb.
The flying fiction of a goal keeper,
Stronger enough to educate your mind;
But there is a great job ahead of you down the hill.
I am still looking and searching,
For i have still not found what i am looking for;
But the acts of your morals are more than a sacrifice.
Of a skinny rabbit,
I desire mercy than sacrifice!
And of love than lust;
And to espouse and to give succour to my muse.
The flying fiction of a goal keeper,
Stronger enough to take you by the feet!
But the blossoming part of his astuteness is all about love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dear Anne Sexton
On line at the supermarket
waiting for the tally,
the blue numerals
tattooed
on the white skins
of paper,
I read your open book
of folly
and take heart,
poet of my heart.
The poet as a housewife!
Keeper of steak & liver,
keeper of keys, locks, razors,
keeper of blood & apples,
of breasts & angels,
Jesus & beautiful women,
keeper also of women
who are not beautiful-
you glide in from Cape Ann
on your winged broomstick-
the housewife's Pegasus.
You are sweeping the skies clear
of celestial rubbish.
You are placing a child there,
a heart here. . . .
You are singing for your supper.
Dearest wordmother & hunger-teacher,
full professor of courage,
dean of women
in my school of books,
thank you.
I have checked out
pounds of meat & cans of soup.
I walk home laden,
light with writing you.
poem by Erica Jong
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Keeper Of My Heart
For you
I would tattoo me
With lines crossing into a hand
And a heart that would never bleed
With the twilight
And the horse drawn on my arm
Standing for an addiction
Pray we go unharmed
Here is my love and anger
You see now
These are my gods
These are my scars
Here is my love and anger
Well these arms are burning
But theyre open wide
Some things
I hold too tightly
Some things
Ill never
Ill never touch
Oh but Im wearing down the stones
In the river
And you see all my life
Ive painted with angers brush
Now, now could you
Lift me through my love and anger
You see now
These are your gods
These are my scars
Lift me through my love and anger
Ah and my arms are burning
But theyre open wide
Oh
You precious kid
I have a motion
And its just for you
I see a warrior
Barefoot and dancing
Oh with tears of pain and beauty
And all of this is true
For you
Lift me through my love and anger
You see now these are my gods
These are your scars
Lift me through my love and anger
Oh and my arms are burning
And theyre open wide
Pointing out the graveyards
I will be the reaper
If you will be
The keeper of my heart
I will be the reaper
If you will be
The keeper of my heart
You are the keeper of this heart
Of my heart
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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The unfinished journey
Darling!
If you feel boring
Take out my notebook
With the pencil stub
And write down
What I mutter please.
These lamp posts give us light
But they're stagnant.
Proud Noblemen pass with their limousines
But they never give us a lift.
Probably they believe that we dropp our dust
On their velvet seats.
You see the far away star that burns forever
Somehow we're bit lucky as we burn off & on.
If the Inn-keeper fond of poetry
We could have give this and stay a night free.
Perhaps in the next birth you may be a Noblewoman
And I am the same poor pilgrim.
Hope you stop your car and take me towards your Castle.
On the way I listen to your secret heart carefully
And do you remember me your old fellow journeyman?
*To Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov for his novel 'And quiet flows the Don.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Winner Of This Battle
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer,
With a chasing away.
And...
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
Some do not expose,
Their woes on their sleeves.
With a showing they can be compose,
To a degree.
Although they may struggle,
With many troubles...
People like this don't deny,
They don't seek a ride to hide...
And rush away on alibis.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
The winner of this battle,
Doesn't ride on a saddle.
Or wear outfits,
To impress anybody they've got it licked.
It's those...
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
Emotions we must conquer.
And the winner of this of this battle,
Are those...
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
The winner of this battle...
Are those emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
Emotions that are conquered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coward
I'm in this form having
walls and ceilings
well constructed.I'm
a thinking form.I'm
the keeper of
my own idea.I'm
in this cave of
my conscience.I'm
in the solitude of
self, where only
forming forms of dreams
coexist with me.I'm
in the shadow of
my form.I'm the keeper
of everything I am and
everything I have, but
I cannot fight against
this coward that lives
inside of me, when I
need to open this door
of self in order to throw out
everything is useless and
to save the meaning of
the things I have to keep.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Keeper Of The Flame
Im the keeper of the flame
My torch of love lights his name
Ask no pity, beg my shame(? )
Im the keeper of the flame
Played with fire and I was burn
Gave a heart but I was spurn
All these time I have yearned
Just to have my love return
Years have passed by
The spark still remains
True love cant die
It smoulders in flame
When the fire is burning off
And the angels call my name
Dying love will leave no doubt
Im the keeper of the flame
Years have passed by
The spark still remains
True love cant die
It smoulders in flame
When the fire is burning out
And the angels call my love
Dying love will leave no doubt
Im the keeper of the flame
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Earth Whispers
I am cooler than cool,
I am peaceful,
I am not licked,
I am unreachable.
I have a hardened skin, still
I can have the blues,
I do not want the veils,
the greyish and blackish veils
to cover my white face.
I am hotter than hot,
I am not peaceful,
I am licked,
but I do not have the blues,
I want the veil,
to cover my face,
to cool me down,
to bathe me,
I need a swirling fan,
to wipe my sweat.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Seeker
Chorus:
I am a seeker
A poor sinful creature
There is no weaker than I am
I am a seeker
You are a teacher
You are a reacher
So reach down
Wont you reach out and lead me
Guide me and keep me
In the shelter of your care each day
cause I am a seeker
You are a keeper
You are the leader
Wont you show me the way
I am a vessel thats empty and useless
I am a bad seed that fell by the way
I am a loser that wants to be a winner
And you are my last hope
Dont turn me away
Chorus:
I am a seeker
A poor sinful creature
There is no weaker than I am
I am a seeker
You are a teacher
You are a reacher
So reach down
Wont you reach out and lead me
Guide me and keep me, lord
In the shelter of your care each day
cause I am a seeker
You are a keeper
You are the leader
Wont you show me the way
Oh, I know you are a mountain
From which there flows a fountain
So let its water wash my sins away
cause I am a seeker
You are a keeper
You are the leader
Wont you show me the way
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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God Is The Keeper Of My Heart
God is the keeper of my heart
And he makes sure that my
Heart is always safe
From harm
God is the keeper of my heart
He makes sure nobody
Steals my heart
My heart is sacred
My heart is powerful
My heart is holy
poem by Aldo Kraas
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