Stunned With a Stinging Into Love
My heart hunts to be captured.
Runs to be chased.
And sits in denial.
My mind wants to be soothed.
And feel assured.
My body aches to be touched.
And that's a cure I am sure I'll endure.
When the hunt ends.
And I am stunned with a stinging into a love,
Wanted much.
When the hunt ends.
And I am stunned with a stinging into love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Hunt
I hunt.
For specific kinds of meat.
I hunt.
To feed that desire within me I seek.
I hunt.
I do not keep my needs a secret.
I do not wish to discreet them in any way.
I hunt.
I want this known.
I want it easy for the meat,
To be captured and seasoned.
With a sauté done to taste.
And delayed at a minimum wait.
I hunt.
For specific kinds of meat.
I hunt.
To feed that desire within me I seek.
I hunt.
To satisfy what it is I do.
And grunt...
Sometimes,
Just before the morning dew appears.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hot Out
lips kiss
don't miss
heart hunt love...
body hunt sex
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Unforgiven Hunt
I shouldn't be telling you this
No one should be telling you this, but
Only a few people even know
About the time of the Unforgiven Hunt-
We are on the Unforgiven Hunt, so I should tell you
I can't even tell you
What the Hunt is about
And why it is called just that-
The Hunt
But I just told you
That the Hunt is called the Hunt
For a reason-
So now I should tell you the whole story
How we came to this point
Why our features stand out
In the whole world, all the countries
First, we were like all the others
Down-to-earth, forgiving, out loud
Sharing all our secrets
But now the Hunt people regret
That we came this far
We came this far, we broke our friendship apart
Now we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
The time of the Hunt started at the time of the Hunt
No one really knows
When it was, what it was that unbalanced the scale
Of life and death-
But we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
We started the Unforgiven Hunt by saying,
"We have to increase our lifestyle, then we'll stop"
But over time, it grew to be our hobby
Beating other countries
In machines, in factories and greed
In food, in water and high standards
In shelter, in organizing, in need
We are still on the Unforgiven Hunt
The Hunt Never Ends
Here I sit
by the reflective pool
my pups sit around me
as I howl at the moon
calling the pack
there is a heard of deer
sleeping under the willow tree
Tonight
The....Hunt....
Will....Sta rt
tonight
we eat our fill and slip into a quiet rest
the hunt never ends
:)
poem by Erika Rayl
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Hunting
'Where 'she said
'does love live? '
Is it in your eyes?
I have looked there;
I look there every day.
Is it in your heart?
I know it beats
but some days
it is so faint;
In your mind?
That is opaque.
Tell me where does your love for me live?
I said
'I am taught
that deeds and providing
are where my love shows;
in being sure everyone here is safe
and that there is enough
for what everyone wants or needs.
I am not good at flowery words;
at affection even.
I wish I were better.
for you.
What about you?
Where does your love for me live? '
She said
'It is everywhere with me
in my heart, it pounds you know still
for you.
In the house.
I place my love in flower vases
in the vacuum cleaner;
in dinner
in the wine served.
In my thoughts and emotions.
I remember everything
we've ever done.
He said:
I wish I had that ability you have.
I think I am made for the hunt.
But now
there is no hunt.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Skokie Theater
Twelve years old and lovesick, bumbling
and terrified for the first time in my life,
but strangely hopeful, too, and stunned,
definitely stunned—I wanted to cry,
I almost started to sob when Chris Klein
actually touched me—oh God—below the belt
in the back row of the Skokie Theatre.
Our knees bumped helplessly, our mouths
were glued together like flypaper, our lips
were grinding in a hysterical grimace
while the most handsome man in the world
twitched his hips on the flickering screen
and the girls began to scream in the dark.
I didn’t know one thing about the body yet,
about the deep foam filling my bones,
but I wanted to cry out in desolation
when she touched me again, when the lights
flooded in the crowded theatre
and the other kids started to file
into the narrow aisle, into a lobby
of faded purple splendor, into the last
Saturday in August before she moved away.
I never wanted to move again, but suddenly
we were being lifted toward the sidewalk
in a crush of bodies, blinking, shy,
unprepared for the ringing familiar voices
and the harsh glare of sunlight, the brightness
of an afternoon that left us gripping
each other’s hands, trembling and changed.
poem by Edward Hirsch
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Lone Wolf Plan
I get more power,
At night time.
I am a lone wolf,
And a smart one too.
I hunt by myself,
And feed myself.
I look for love,
But I always get rejected.
I've taken my last reject,
So I hunt for blood.
I hunt the one's,
Who rejcted me.
I hunt my old pack,
To kill the leader.
Once that's done,
I'll be leader.
I can lead my new pack,
To victory.
I shall win a new love,
And win a pack.
My strength is better,
But my smarts are better.
I am clever,
So I will win.
I fight the leader,
And lose.
Now I die,
All alone.
My plans have failed,
My life has just began.
I might not breath the air,
Or run freely.
But my new life,
As a spirit,
Has just begun...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Among Your Pain
I believe
in you
I have believed
in you
from the moment
I stunned first
saw your soul
still beating
with pride
and nobility
among your pain
and the dross
of deep dark
heartless days
I always have
I always will
believe in you
No one
can ever
take that admiration
foundation belief
from you
it cannot
be lost
misplaced stolen
it belongs
to you
only you
my endless love
and the really
good news
is Almighty God
absolutely loves you
the same
unconditional way too
and God’s
love never ends
never leaves you
is ever with you
my love as I
so often long to be.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Could Not Move To Boo Hoo
You once had said you loved me,
But the end of fun had come.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
You left it to your friends to tell me,
It was over and done.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
There was...
No place I could run.
I could not move to boo hoo,
'Cause I felt like such a cuckoo.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
If I was a drinker,
I'd be woozy from the booze.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
There was...
No place I could run.
You once had said you loved me,
But the end of fun had come.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
You left it to your friends to tell me,
It was over and done.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
There was...
No place I could run.
I could not move to boo hoo,
'Cause I felt like such a cuckoo.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
I could not move to boo hoo,
'Cause I felt like such a cuckoo.
And there,
I stood and was stunned.
There was...
No place I could run.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Totally. Totally. Totally Bummed
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Significant this feeling is,
Hard to overcome.
When an aging is apparent,
And nothing can be done.
And when one has a wisdom,
One developes more and more...
The pressure to pretend there isn't,
Can not be ignored.
Oh, totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
No more looking 26.
Overnight has stunned.
Disappearing quick was 36.
Overnight has stunned.
And the 46 that came...
Picked up 56 and split.
And now I can't believe it,
I am elderly legit.
Oh, totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.
Totally. Totally. Totally bummed.
Being now an elder,
Overnight has stunned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Used. And Feeling Not Enough...Too Loved!
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
Too afraid to say it!
And yet expecting...
Someone I wish,
To say this love...
Too much they gave!
Too abused by self denial.
And unrelenting to display my need.
Too much of this sits within me to reside.
I can not bear again to suffer,
Another broken heart...
To recover from love I give.
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
And too afraid to say it.
Or let go to heal and mend.
To give myself like that again...
Seems too soon.
But my desires to be touched,
Seem too impatient to wait...
To feed my hunger,
That contemplates with craving.
Too used.
And feeling not enough...
Too loved!
With hopes my wait...
Is not too late to unleash with excitement.
For one who can appreciate,
What I'm willing and now can give...
And take...
When right.
To share with that someone,
At night!
And in broad daylight.
To declare...
When that someday comes.
And I am done,
With a feeling that ends.
To begin...
Love again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song In Spite Of Myself
Never love with all your heart,
It only ends in aching;
And bit by bit to the smallest part
That organ will be breaking.
Never love with all your mind,
It only ends in fretting;
In musing on sweet joys behind,
too poignant for forgetting.
Never love with all your soul,
for such there is no ending;
though a mind that frets may find control,
and a shattered heart find mending.
Give but a grain of the heart's rich seed,
Confine some undercover,
And when love goes, bid him God-speed,
and find another lover.
poem by Countee Cullen
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Understanding Her Love
He had taken a firm stand
To prove that he was a macho man.
He built his body and tightened his abs
To make them look like the bricks on a wall
But with time those abs would fall.
He thought that by building his body
And looking like a macho man
You would love it and understand.
But he did not think to ask or
To see in you, just what you was going through.
You had fallen in love with him for the way he was
Not for the way he wanted to be
But that was something he did not see.
Flaunting his machismo to everyone around
And starting to put everyone down.
Ignoring you and the family
You decided to set him free.
He did not believe that you would part
But you left him with a broken heart.
Stunned and shocked he didn’t know what to do
And people that he knew, turned their backs too.
There was a lesson he had to learn
Respect is not given, it has to be earned.
Apologizing to family and everyone around
His inner spirit he had found.
“Be Yourself” - you have your own personality
And this is what people love, and people see.
Now that your love has re found her man
Her heart you will understand.
(07/09/11)
poem by Louis Rams
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Archer
I am Archer and i love you,
But let me hunt for some fish for you;
For your beauty had really touched my heart!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Alankar(Decor) - 81
Love From Far Ends(Cinq Cinquain)
Cinq Cinquain is a verse form of 5 Crapsey Cinquains written as 5 sequential stanzas.
Love From Far Ends
Far ends
They stand apart
Stretched life further to go
Stretching then and then, on and on
Loveless
Of course
Rebukes command
Reprimands do demand
Yet they stretch their lives from far ends
Loveless
She mulls
'Am I to hurt
Am I to shame myself
Am I to shame my poor parents
No, no'
He Views
'How to solve this
Can't love, can't divorce her
Those holy vows firing around
Hmm, act'
Pretence-
Their choice to love
Two hearts from far ends love
And yield issues diplomatic
Loveless
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Every night we all felt grateful to be there, stunned at the amount of people that are there, and stunned at their reactions. They go crazy; they know every lyric from eight years of age to eighty. It's unbelievable.
quote by Randy Bachman
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Home Truth
I hung up the phone tonight
Just as you said I love you
Once this would have been coincidence
Now these things start to bother me
You still close your eyes when I kiss you
And I close mine too
But we didnt open them again
Quite as wide as we should
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Does your touch feel the same as it should do
Or is it someone quite similar
Who killed me with kindness last night
Now do I look at all familiar?
But none of these things seem to matter
Since weve grown apart
Id put back the pieces of whats shattered
But I dont know where to start
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
And I feel like a clown
Its tearing me up
Its tearing me down
You say which are the lies that you tell me
Well where do I begin?
So I turn on the tv again
And the world comes crashing in
Is it my shirt or my toothpaste
That is whiter than white?
Is it the lies that I tell you
Or the lies that I might?
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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As If You Read My Mind
Close your eyes til the morning
Close your eyes til the early dew
Get inside what youve been missing
Are the very first words that I heard coming from you
Take a chance on the secret
That you hide for beneath your dreams
Use your wildest imagination
You just tell me what it is and I will make it be
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
Lets get high on the happy
With a toast to you and me
Love is here just for the giving
And between us weve got all the love well ever need
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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The Song Which Never Ends
The song which never ends
Is the song of love
The more you love
The more you want to love.
So, endless Is my song,
For I am in love.
When they hold the love of God
The heart and mind sing love
And awaken the soul.
They all sing the lovely song of love
The song which never ends;
The song of love
-pearl
poem by Ansarali Nadaf
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Your Decision On This Love
Your decision on this love will hunt you forever,
And it is like the regulations of your heart;
But it is very funny how time flies.
To eat like the lion and to eat like the tiger,
But do wait for the promise of my love;
To eat like a crocodile and to eat like a snake,
But do wait for the melodies of ym sweet love;
For your decision on this love will hunt you forever.
I am clothed in white apparel and i need your love,
And you have chosen and eaten from my sweet garden;
So come to my sweet house of peace and,
I will bath you with my sweet love when you care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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