Viagralust
If the thickness of my lifts
Were not assisted by porno...
Would your eyes twinkle as bright?
Before foreplay,
And a passionate night!
You now have such a viagralust...
You make me wonder
What is done when I am away!
I remember the days of your faking.
Back when you said my performances,
Were then heartbreaking!
And just 'okay'!
Now I notice more pills are used.
And new sox appearing I do not use!
I think there is a clue or two to 'boot'...
When you are forgetting I wear a 9
And not a 12 or 15 inch shoe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Keep Forgettin'
I keep forgetting you don't love me no more
I keep forgetting you don't want me no more
I keep forgetting that you told me that you
Didn't want me around any more
But these stupid old feet
Just head for your street
Like they've done so many times before
And this stuborn old fist
On the end of my wrist
Keeps a knocking on your front door
I keep forgetting you don't love me no more
I keep forgetting you don't want me no more
I keep forgetting bout those heartbreaking nights
And those heartbreaking things
That you said
Though I know in my heart
We're drifting apart
I can't believe that our love is dead
Though it's plain as can be
That you're finished with me
I just can't get it through my head
Keep forgetting you don't love me no more
Keep forgetting you don't want me no more
Though I know in my heart
We're drifting apart
I can't believe that our love is dead
Though it's plain as can be
That you're finished with me
I just can't get it through my head
Keep forgetting you don't love me no more
Keep forgetting you don't want me no more
Keep forgetting you don't want me no more
Keep forgetting you don't want me no more
Keep forgetting you don't want me no more
song performed by by David Bowie
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Those Old Shoes
from the first step i took in you,
first day of elementary school i stepped in that gum.
i still wore you as i grew,
and i still charish you like you are new.
id still wear them if they'd fit and look like a bum.
and wouldn't even care if they say i look dumb
soles have fallin out yet your precious to my eye.
Stains all on you my toe playin peek a boo
if i ever lost you shoe i think that i would cry.
better yet i know i would i actually might die.
so for all of you please get a clue.
its not how you do its what you do.
you cant be where you are without knowing where you've been.
i didnt really know how to remember my past then at last.
i grabbed up my shoe n ran an got a pen.
took a deep breathe an counted to ten. and then.
i close my eyes and im back in the past.
not a worry in the world im free at last.
poem by David duckworth
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My Lost Star
Twinkle Twinkle the star I see,
In the night staring at me,
Twinkle Twinkle the star was you,
holding my hand all along through,
Twinkle Twinkle the star was bright,
enlightening my dreams with its light,
Twinkle Twinkle the star loved me,
like a father to a baby.
Twinkle Twinkle the star was deep,
carrying my pain to gift me sleep.
But oneday the star had to cry,
as if it was wishing me goodbye.
Twinkle Twinkle the star I lost,
In the sky which I loved the most.
poem by Krishnendu Gupta
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I Keep Forgetting
I keep forgetting you dont love me no more
I keep forgetting you dont want me no more
I keep forgetting that you told me that you
Didnt want me around any more
But these stupid old feet
Just head for your street
Like theyve done so many times before
And this stuborn old fist
On the end of my wrist
Keeps a knocking on your front door
I keep forgetting you dont love me no more
I keep forgetting you dont want me no more
I keep forgetting bout those heartbreaking nights
And those heartbreaking things
That you said
Though I know in my heart
Were drifting apart
I cant believe that our love is dead
Though its plain as can be
That youre finished with me
I just cant get it through my head
Keep forgetting you dont love me no more
Keep forgetting you dont want me no more
Though I know in my heart
Were drifting apart
I cant believe that our love is dead
Though its plain as can be
That youre finished with me
I just cant get it through my head
Keep forgetting you dont love me no more
Keep forgetting you dont want me no more
Keep forgetting you dont want me no more
Keep forgetting you dont want me no more
Keep forgetting you dont want me no more
song performed by by David Bowie
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Questionable Star
Twinkle, twinkle little star
Do you wonder where you are
So far away is your shining light
Not seen during the day but so bright at night
Twinkle, twinkle little star
A wonder and amusement for us everyday
A beam of hope to the God that we pray
Twinkle, twinkle little star
Do you have love where you are
Is your love so intense and bright
As your everlasting light
Twinkle, twinkle little star
I think you’re beautiful where you are
A symbol of life and what might be
I love to feel you cosmic energy
poem by Richard Noggin
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Remember me! ! !
Remember me every year when the summer comes again
When the sun shines above golden and bright
Like your heart
I know how you feel
Remember me!
Did you remember those summer days?
You will Smile and your eyes that i adore
Those green eyes will glow more bright then the sun above
And the angels will fly above while you smile
Those green eyes like those green days
How i loved those eyes take care of those eyes and
Remember me!
Remember me every year when the winter days come again
And when its a lovely raining day
While the drops of rain runs trough your hair
To slip and make love on your soft skin
Remember me!
Remember me every time that you meet
Those poor kids on the corner of the streets
Or an old man and alone people on the road
I know what you will feel
Those eyes will tear
Remember me!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Forgetting (Love Poem)
Love is so easy, forgetting is so hard.
I remember every moment I am alone
With you in the companionship of silence.
What do you think, where will I go now?
Staring into the blue ocean of your eyes.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
I remember every inch of you in my dreams
Without you in my empty room tonight.
What do you dream, where do you go now?
Staring at two ceilings across two oceans.
Love is so full, forgetting is so empty.
I remember your every electric touch,
Without you my world could not turn.
What do you feel, where do we go now?
Staring at the deep ocean of our love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Seven Days
Seven days, seven more days shell be comin
Ill be waiting at the station for her to arrive
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive.
She been gone ever since I been a child
Ever since I seen her smile, I aint forgotten her eyes.
She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies.
I been good, I been good while I been waitin
Maybe guilty of hesitatin, I just been holdin on
Seven more days, all thatll be gone.
Theres kissing in the valley,
Thieving in the alley,
Fighting every inch of the way.
Trying to be tender
With somebody I remember
In a night thats always brightern the day.
Seven days, seven more days that are connected
Just like I expected, shell be comin on forth,
My beautiful comrade from the north.
Theres kissing in the valley,
Thieving in the alley,
Fighting every inch of the way.
Trying to be tender
With somebody I remember
In a night thats always brightern the day.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Twinkle
Twinkle twinkle little star
How did you ever get so far
From where I thought that you would be?
Shining with joy, ever so brilliantly
Don’t ever fall from grace
Because I would only wish you back
Right back to your rightful place
Twinkle twinkle little star
I most certainly know who you are
And just who you might be
But for now I admire how you shine so brightly
Because I cannot touch you
For it is just not the time
So I reach out instead in this childish rhyme
Twinkle twinkle, my shooting star
Sear me with your heat, leave a scar
So that if you should disappear
I would always remember that I once had you here
In the palm of my hand
But your warmth is too much to bear
That’s why its from afar I stand
Twinkle twinkle my little star
Esta estrella que no deseo apagar
Because you must shine in spite of yourself
Vibrantly shimmering despite what’s left
No matter if this star I ever attain
I will forever cherish its presence
Because from it something I gained
Twinkle twinkle my precious star
I’m so glad I know just who you are
Up above my world so high
More beautiful than a diamond caught in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little star
Oh how I love just who you are
~Rakeem 'voiceNpoetry' Person (6-27-08)
poem by Rakeem Person
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My Desire
No way - can't think
Like a one of a king - like a thorn in my side
Too late you looked
Got eyes in the back of my head and I'm hooked
My desire to turn you out
That's how it's gonna be
My desire to turn you out
Freaky feelin' free
Take my mind and fly high
Above the stratosphere
It's a major turn on
Black lace and leather gear
Take it from me don't wanna look
Been passed around like a good book
So you wear wigs, I don't care
Takes a mean freak to catch a stare
Like a B-movie sex queen
Bright lips shimmer and shine
Kiss me again and again
Your desire's divine
Pleasure paint a shade of
Electric candy blue
Try these special shades on
Wild colors make me move
Want praise and pleads like it's no joke
Turn loose my leash so I won't choke
I can tell what you want from me
Foreplay to make a prophecy
No sign - no clue - switcharoo
Knock on wood your rap is good
Mine is too
song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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Sub Culture (Razormaid!)
I like walking in the park
When it gets late at night
I move 'round in the dark
And leave when it gets light
I sit around by day
Tied up in chains so tight
These crazy words of mine
So wrong they could be right
What do I get out of this?
I always try, I always miss
One of these days you'll go back to your home
You won't even notice that you are alone
One of these days when you sit by yourself
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
In the end you will submit
It's got to hurt you a little bit
I like talking in my sleep
When people work so hard
They need what they can't keep
A choice that leaves them scarred
A view without a room
Unveils the truth so soon
And when the sun goes down
You've lost what you had found
What do I get out of this?
I always try, I always miss
One of these days you'll go back to your home
You won't even notice that you are alone
One of these days when you sit by yourself
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
In the end you will submit
It's got to hurt you a little bit
One of these days you'll go back to your home
You won't even notice that you are alone
One of these days when you sit by yourself
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
In the end you will submit
It's got to hurt you a little bit
What do I get out of this?
I always try, I always miss
One of these days you'll go back to your home
You won't even notice that you are alone
One of these days when you sit by yourself
You'll realise you can't show off without someone else
In the end you will submit
It's got to hurt you a little bit
What do I get out of this?
I always try, I always miss
One of these days you'll go back to your home
You won't even notice that you are alone
song performed by by New Order
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Home Again
Ordered into our own line of fire
Our souls do not belong here
We do not belong here
We belong where we can rest
And we can't until we get there
We belong where we are free
And we can't be till we're still
There's an emptiness filling rooms where clocks tick
Thoughts flying round going nowhere.
Outside Outside Outside
An ocean that will take it for you
Wash you till your empty
A sun to fill you up again.
We're not from this place of lifts and stairs
Of glass and fears
Brazen bright lights
Too bright for my eyes
I stumble awkwardly through this maze
Of empty eyes and deaf ears
I need to see a twinkle in an eye
Is all my heart will need to bring it back again
Rushing back softly in my chest
Don't stop your twinkling
There's an army of us coming
We've been hiding feeling alone
Until it's time to come home again
Make it our own again.
poem by Bridie Latona
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Not A Hint Of A Breeze
Stuck without a rudder.
And there is not a hint of a breeze,
To puff up and push my sails.
I have clearly stopped my rush,
To begin to notice and appreciate my life.
And suddenly I am relieved.
As far back as I can remember,
I can not say I have ever enjoyed...
Either the Sunrise or Sunset,
With such quiet enthusiasm...
As I sit and feel such incredible peace.
With stars at night to twinkle bright,
Right above my head...
I have discovered a reason to smile.
And with a clarified purpose...
I have now an intention that invites my happiness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lines On H---'s Foot
It may be you've seen her eyes,
Dark and deep like midnight skies;
You mayhap have seen them flash
Underneath the drooping lash,
And been dazzled by the light
Of those orbs, so dark and bright;
But-have you seen her foot,
In its little gaiter boot?
You have noticed, maybe, how
The lily spreads from chin to brow.
You have thought her cheek more fair
Than if roses lingered there;
(Roses would seem out of place
On her pale patrician face)
But-again I question you,
Have you seen her tiny shoe?
You have thought her mouth, no doubt,
Like a blush-rose half blown out;
Small and sweet, withal, beside,
Touched with scorn and curved with pride;
(Innate pride-not meant to chill)-
You have seen it there, and still-
Answer one more question, pray-
Have you seen her boot? I say.
Such a tiny, tiny thing,
Is that foot of which I sing;
No. 3 would hide it so
It could not be found, I know.
No. 2 must stand aside
All too long and large and wide,
No. 1
must
be the boot
For this maiden's little foot.
You may envy, sir, the clerk
In the shoe-store, hard at work,
Who tries the gaiter boot
On this cunning little foot.
On his knee, supporting it,
Saying, 'It's a perfect fit,'
Buttoning on the No. 1,
Looking sorry, when it's done.
You have seen her, slight and neat,
As she tripped along the street,
You have
heard
the pit-pat-fall
Of that foot so very small.
That she's fair, and pure, and good,
Bright, and sweet is understood,
But-have you
seen
that foot-
In its dainty gaiter boot?
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is set,
And the grass with dew is wet,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see where to go
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
poem by Jane Taylor
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One Inch Tall
If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school.
The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool.
A crumb of cake would be a feast
And last you seven days at least,
A flea would be a frightening beast
If you were one inch tall.
If you were only one inch tall, you'd walk beneath the door,
And it would take about a month to get down to the store.
A bit of fluff would be your bed,
You'd swing upon a spider's thread,
And wear a thimble on your head
If you were one inch tall.
You'd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum.
You couldn't hug your mama, you'd just have to hug her thumb.
You'd run from people's feet in fright,
To move a pen would take all night,
(This poem took fourteen years to write--
'Cause I'm just one inch tall).
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Don't Let Go Chorus
What's it gonna be
Cuz i can't pretend
Don't you wanna be more than friends
Hold me tight and don't let go
Don't let go
Have the right to loose control
Don't let go
Verse 1:
I often tell myself
That we could be more than just friends
I know you think that if we move to soon
It would all end
I live in misery when you're not around
And i won't be satisfied 'till we're taking those vows
There'll be some lovemaking, heartbreaking, soul shaking
Oh, lovemaking, heartbreaking, soul shaking
(chorus)
Verse 2:
I often fantasize
The stars above are watching you
They know my heart and speak to yours
Like only lovers do
If i could wear your clothes
I'd pretend i was you and lose control
There'll be some lovemaking, heartbreaking, soul shaking
Oh lovemaking, heartbreaking, soul shaking, oh yeah
(chorus)
Bridge:
Running in and out my life has got me so confused
You gotta make the sacrifice
Somebody's got to choose
We can make it if we try for the sake of you and i
Together we can make it right
(chorus until fade)
song performed by by En Vogue
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What's My Name Again
Heads a mess, can't think straight,
mental status is up for debate.
Constant state of delusion,
eyes only see optical illusion.
Inner voices cloud the mind,
can't deal with the daily grind.
Popping pills helps to think,
otherwise would be driven to drink.
Pills in the morning, pills in the night,
without warning, could start a fight.
One minute Jekyll, one minute Hyde,
split personality standing side by side.
Sometimes country, sometimes rock,
sometimes pussy, sometimes cock.
Sometimes naughty, sometimes nice,
sometimes fire, sometimes ice.
Pills must not be working,
more personalities are slowly lurking.
Every day is something new,
remembering the days of just a few.
Not alone in this padded cell,
its very obvious I'm not well.
Sometimes Mike, sometimes Dave,
both of them to young to shave.
Sometimes John, sometimes Frank,
together their plotting to rob a bank.
Sometimes Mary, sometimes Beth,
Sam shoots heroin, Amy smokes meth.
What's my name again?
Maybe Gary, maybe Glen,
can't remember way back when.
poem by Allen Wilbert
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Can We Give An Inch or Two
Can we give it more time,
To find...
It can be with us all worked out.
Can we give it more time,
To find...
It can be with us all worked out.
Can we give it more time,
To find...
It can be with us all worked out.
Can we...
Give an inch or two to make it stop.
All unnecessary stuff on our blocks.
Can we...
Make that difference and make it stick.
Can we...
Show more confidence and tolerance.
Can we...
Get off the fence and nurture common sense.
Can we...
Open the door at our expense.
If we don't...
It's never gonna git don'.
'Cause we wanna be bees but we ain't making honey!
Can we give it more time,
To find...
It can be with us all worked out.
Can we...
Make that difference and make it stick.
Can we...
Show more confidence and tolerance.
Can we...
Get off the fence and nurture common sense.
Can we...
Open the door at our expense.
If we don't...
It's never gonna git don'.
'Cause we wanna be bees but we ain't making honey!
And the money from the honey made by bees...
Is giving us the squeeze.
Can we...
Give an inch or two to make it stop.
Can we...
Stop unnecessary stuff on our blocks.
Can we...
Each other motivate without hate.
Can we...
Appreciate each other without debate.
Can we..
Arrive too early and not be late...
To witness the release,
From faking.
Can we...
Give an inch or two to make it stop,
From faking.
Can we...
Stop unnecessary stuff on our blocks,
From faking.
Can we...
Give an inch or two to make it stop.
Can we...
Stop unnecessary stuff on our blocks.
Can we...
Each other motivate without hate.
And faking.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Wing And A Prayer
I heard someone talking
about kids and what they wear.
They said they walk about these days
wearing nothing but a wing and a prayer.
I smiled to myself at that remark
because it was obviously they had forgot
about the clothes they used to wear.
So before we are quick to condemn
lets take a trip down memory lane,
back to the clothes we used to wear
when we were that age
and to the designs that were all the rage.
Suppose we go back to the sixties
now that was a good time,
the Mods and the Rockers,
scooters and motorbikes,
not to forget Flower Power.
Oh, yes I remember it well.
The drainpipe trousers,
sitting in the bath
to shrink the jeans down,
not forgetting the holy vest and long hair,
brothel creepers and winkle picker shoes,
and that was just the boys.
What about the girls with their skirts?
There was the maxi, the mini and the micro,
the latter once described as nothing more than a long scarf.
So before we condemn the youngsters today
for going around with nothing but a wing and a prayer, l
et us not forget what we used to wear.
I can remember my parents saying
your showing your knee
now that is so shocking.
Today people look at youngsters
saying it wasn’t like that in my day.
Don’t you believe it,
we were just as bad,
and we were just as crazy as kids today.
When it came to our clothes,
we have no right to condemn
for whatever they wear.
We were just the same at their age,
we used to wear
nothing more than a wing and a prayer.
We called it Fashion
way, way back then,
the same as they call it now.
poem by David Harris
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