Memories
There are these sweet little pests
I wish they could be described as guests
Though they come, not at my behest
And I'm certain, not always in my interest.
Easily, they penetrate my mind's recess
Scurrying determinedly about their business
Bringing light to a grief darkened fortress
And renewing sensations with piercing newness
They bear gifts of warmth and succour presently
That aid the passage of time somewhat decently
And ease the ache in body and soul sufficiently
With remembrance of pleasures enjoyed recently
Of the comforting warmth felt when held
Of the liquid pleasure shared when lips meld
Of the sweetest discomfort with which we swelled
Of the exquisite love created when our bodies jelled.
Thank you dear friends for verity
That I now realize with clarity
If I am to get through my solitude with any dignity
I must have a store of memories for sanity
These pests have eased my pain
Their gifts have kept me sane
Coping with them, my bane
Until I see you again!
poem by Marilyn Odeon
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Resurrection versus Reincarnation
Why things are created?
What is God’s purpose?
Once upon a time only God existed.
If all creations extinct in God it will make no difference.
Can believers in reincarnation explain this thing logically?
Why we will be deprived of bodily pleasures?
Pleasure of body is more intense
Than pleasure of soul; don’t you agree?
Pain of body is more intense
Than pain of soul; don’t you agree?
You must admit
We will miss our body during Nirvana
Cause we love eating, drinking and enjoying sex.
Why God will snatch away our bodies forever?
Does God lack so much power?
Whereas according to Islam
God has a specific purpose to create
From the day of resurrection onward
He will make His best friend
Prophet Mohammad most blissful
And His other near and dear ones
Will also be happy eternally
On the other hand
God will punish His enemies
The ill part of Himself
On the day of resurrection
We all will be given new bodies
To make both body and soul of God’s friends
Extremely happy and peaceful
And to give outrageous pain
To the enemies of God.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Up from Nowhere
When the Sun came,
I felt the warmth...
Straightening my back,
And elongating the stretched etches...
Of my expanding shadow.
I was not aware I walked with grace.
A dignity that prides my stride,
Quickens the steps of my pace taken.
No storm clouds do I attempt to identify.
Nor seek to keep my face wet with tears.
An escape appears that beckons.
When the Sun came,
I felt a disgusting pain held within me.
A saddened attachment I knew too well.
Latched as if breast fed...
And smothering my unmotherly ways.
I let it go!
It had to leave.
It had to disconnect a too comforting hold on me!
On my heart...
And the purpose unfolding to clear my view!
I needed to squeeze from that mental scolding.
I am through with brooding this misery in the streets,
And under sheets I toss and turn!
A yearning transpired!
When the Sun came...
I did not realize my burning desires,
Had turned my fire
Into a crawl!
Traced in memories of falling too hard,
And unforgiving.
Back when the cracks of sidewalks,
Were my friends!
That was how it had been...
Before the Sun came beaming in,
Thrusting upon me a ray.
And a reason to smile came!
To lift me up...
From nowhere!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Call My Name
The bold and the beautiful,
The young and the attractive,
The old and the less attractive,
Much of the pleasure of many and the act of money!
But, who will bear my grief and my loneliness?
To part wildly in pleasure with the sweet pain!
But i don't know who she is;
To swim wildly in the name of love!
But i don't know who he is;
However, they came along and shared the shelter of my single bed.
Could you be loved?
Yes! With more flowers and much scent from the roses;
For, i cannot explain how i do feel about you! !
And, they came and shared with me under the roof of my single bed.
Call my name and i will be there!
And feel free to be very creative with your muse on mine;
For this life is all about the pleasures of mankind,
But try to learn and know with the moves around you.
In this life,
Of this pleasure,
In this world,
Of my mind,
With your acts,
And of my own world!
But, try to say: 'I am sorry' when, you hurt someone;
For, the banana trees do not stand up straight always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Helpless Trust
Curled up on your lap,
you fingers caressing my head,
the comfort of trust,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
rocking me to sleep,
the sound of your heart,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
the warmth of your care,
putting my mind to rest,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
your arms wrapped protectively around me,
a fierce love, burns in my heart,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
memories of childhood,
flood back,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
the beating of your heart,
the warmth of your body,
lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
like a helpless child,
fiercely protected,
love lulling me to sleep.
Curled up on your lap,
I fall asleep,
like I have done in years past,
your love and care comforting me,
the special bond
shared by a father and a daughter.
burning like fire in my soul.
poem by Shanise Gelaude
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For JOY
NOW THAT you have grown older
do not shy away from the possibility that happiness can still be
within the hold of your hands
that your lips can still be red and all alive
for the next kiss
no matter how late love
can be,
do not look back
you might fall to the past that
keeps on pulling you
to the arms of
grief
It was not at all your fault that the flower
of love wilted
too early
He was the sun that came at the wrong time
and did not notice
how sweet can you be
at sunset
Now, another moon has noticed
the beauty of your
petals
the sweetest scent that only comes
when the night is
deep and
so silent
Walk under its light
feel the warmth of its rays
close your eyes and feel
once again
how love can be stronger and sweeter
after the first pain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Open Wound
So cold
why so cold
where is the warmth
why did it leave
I feel it
its on the outside
running down my body
running away
How can I be so cold
if I'm surrounded by warmth
even as it covers my body
I feel so cold
It's so dark
first the warmth
now the light
why me
I can’t move
help me
save me
heal me
Be my angel
be my wings
be my warmth
be my light
Be my soul
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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Time and Love
Of Time and Love- those gifts you gave-
Only memories may I save.
Although I have a goodly store
Don’t call me greedy for wanting more.
Those other gifts you made for me-
A home and loving family-
I hold them close about me now
that my love has out lived our vow.
With you, dear love, I saw the world
Not half bad for a Bronx bred girl
Yet I would yield the world and more
If Time, that thief, gave us encore..
Time will heal my wounds, I trust-
if only when I too am dust.
With tear dimmed eyes I bid farewell
to you who loved me long and well.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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The Gifts That Come From The Heart
Memories so sweet they don't depart,
Because each stays sublime,
It's the gifts that come from the heart
That stand the test of time...
Like that first kiss upon the cheek,
Before lips melt with love,
Such heartfelt gifts must be unique,
What else could prove enough?
Some think gold rings or gems will do,
Or flowers for a while,
While others hold the point of view,
Whatever makes them smile...
Yet heartfelt gifts mean so much more,
For these were meant to please...
They have enchantments to allure,
Somehow they grant you peace...
To think that someone truly cares,
Loves tenderly and free,
Holds nothing back and nothing spares
And shares incredibly...
God-blessed are those who play it smart,
That simply says it all...
With the gifts that come from the heart,
For love is beautiful...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Nothing Anymore
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw honesty lying there.
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw loyalty with love and care.
When I once looked into your eyes,
I saw life and love forever more.
When I now look into your eyes,
I see darkness, and nothing anymore.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt compassion, kindness and love.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt the warmth from GOD above.
When I once held onto your hand,
I felt a joy from the person I adored.
When I now hold onto your hand,
I feel coldness, and nothing anymore.
When I use to listen to your voice,
I once heard it with vigor and excitement.
When I use to listen to your voice,
I once heard it with warmth and fulfillment.
When I use to listened to your voice,
I once heard it with truth which I swore.
When I now listen to your voice.
I go dumb, as I hear nothing anymore.
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always look with pride and a smile.
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always thank GOD your with me now
When I once looked upon your face,
I would always be there to open your door.
When I now look upon your face,
I go blind, as I see nothing anymore.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted myself and also your flavor.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted life as you were my savior.
When I once kissed your lips,
I tasted excitement and your love in store.
When I now think of kissing your lips,
I now bite them shut, I taste nothing anymore.
poem by Randy McClave
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Love Me
(tom baird/nick zesses/dino fekaris)
Love me
Love me the way that you love me
The way that you do when youre dreaming of me
Love me the way that you love me
Give me the pleasure that makes me love you too
Hey, the touch of your hands
Awakens feelings deep inside me
You know
The warmth of your breath
Is like a soft wind sent to guide me
All those sweet sensations
Let me feel them now
Love me the way that you love me
The way that you do when youre dreaming of me
Love me the way that you love me
Give me the pleasure that makes me love you too
Oh, were starting together
I feel your love is flowing through me
You know
Whatever youre doing
I love the way
You do it to me
All those sweet sensations
Let me feel them now
Ooh,
Love me the way that you love me
The way that you do when youre dreaming of me
Love me the way that you love me
Give me the pleasure that makes me love you too
Ooh,
I see the love on your face is glowing
I feel your lovin inside me growin
I know exactly just where youre goin
Let me come with you
Love me the way that you love me
The way that you do when youre dreaming of me
Love me the way that you love me
Give me the pleasure that makes me love you too
Love me the way that you love me
The way that you do when youre dreaming of me
Love me the way that you love me
Give me the pleasure that makes me love you too
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Spring Season
Look at this world
As it smiles like a baby,
Reaching for treasures
That nature revives.
This is the time
that brings joy beyond measure,
Sweet as the memories
that fashion our lives.
Listen for sounds
that were frozen in winter,
Whispering soft
As a kiss on your hair.
Nature's reborn
And her warmth brings such pleasure,
sweet as the memories
That we used to share.
Feel the new sun
And the breeze he created.
Feel the wet earth
As it swallows the snow.
Pause to decipher
A message unstated,
Sweet as the memories
Of days long ago.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Ah, the Pleasure
Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover,
to feel body warmth,
soft gently breath of contented sleep,
comfort in a space shared,
an arm gently over your body,
a movement in sleep which leads to a cuddle or embrace,
perhaps even a sleepy kiss and to sleep again with your lover,
to know so much pleasure in time not concious to the woken mind,
to touch and feel safe,
to gently waken after sleeping with your lover,
Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover..............
This was my thoughts after a shared wonderful weekend with my lover.
poem by Linda Dyer
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A Baby Just Like You
The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living
The christmastime when I was young
The magic and the wonder
But colors dull and candles dim
And dark my standing under
Oh little angel, shining light
Youve set my soul to dreaming
Youve given back my joy in life
You ve filled me with new meaning
A savior king was born that day
A baby just like you
And as the magi came with gifts
Ive come with my gift too
That peace on earth fills up your time
That brotherhood surrounds you
That you may know the warmth of love
And wrap it all around you
Its just a wish, a dream Im told
From days when I was young
Merry christmas little zachary
Merry christmas evryone
song performed by by John Denver
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Has man got sanction?
The God governs all organisms.
Man eradicated many pests.
Pests are also organisms.
Has man got sanction to do it?
10.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Becomes
Love becomes our greatest gifts,
Love becomes our greatest love,
Love becomes our special place,
Love becomes our truest friend :)
Love becomes pain expressed,
Love becomes truth acknowledged,
Love becomes pain withheld,
Love becomes pain HEALED :)
Love becomes you and me as one,
Love becomes you and nature as one,
Love becomes you and your enemy,
Love becomes you loving everyone :)
Love becomes our deepest desires,
Love becomes our fullest understanding,
Love becomes our greatest HELP,
Love becomes shared gifts PERSONIFIED :)
poem by Paul Jensen Jr
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Holidays Shared
Marley watches from the snow
People walking by
Hands are full of gifts and food
He heaves a gentle sigh
He puts his nose against the door
And watches in the room
Twinkling lights, the fragrant tree
Poinsettias in bloom
People gather on the floor
Zany games are dared
Gifts are given, laughter rings
Memories are shared
A crackling fire on the hearth
Warmth spreads all around
Glasses clink, toasts are made
In all a joyous sound
The food is eaten, drinks are gone
The evening winds down
The celebrations ending
For this Christmas hound
People head back to their cars
In the starry night
But they greet him as they pass
It bathes his heart in light
poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann
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Birth
Welcome to this place called earth.
Come alive. It's the day of your birth.
Hear new voices all around,
all the voices that surround
your tiny body. It's a shock.
The time of your birth is seen on a clock.
All new sensations except for one,
except for a heartbeat, you know none.
Vision blurry except for light
Where is the warmth and darkened sight?
Your body's cold. It's a shame.
Someone holds you and says your name.
Nothing's familiar.
Everything's strange.
Someone is singing. This you recall.
Tiny lips sucking swallowing small
drops of sustenance, soothing and calm
while you're holding a finger in your palm.
Welcome to this place once again.
Come alive. Remember when
all was peaceful. Heaven was near,
No trepidation and no fear.
You left it behind. It's not here.
This is the day of your new birth year.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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It's The Reasons Why I Love You
It's the whisper of your voice
It's the warmth of your touch
It's just so many little things
Make me love you oh so much
It's the way that you'll support me
It's sincere loving in motion
It's the way in which you'll always care
And show me such devotion
It's the way your lips kiss mine
Fills me with desire
It's the way you always hold me
Warmth with passionate flames of fire
It's the way your eyes will shine
When you looking towards me
It's lost with you forever
It's where i want to be
It's the way that i will always feel
When you are by my side
It's a sense of sheer completion
And overflowing pride
It's you complete the puzzle
That lies inside my heart
It's how deep within my soul
Your playing the main part
When you were created
By our god from up above
I think he made you just for me
To snuggle up and love
poem by Smuggy Bear
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Good morning Sunshine
Good morning sunshine
Sweet loving light
Held in the darkness
Throughout the night
Hello sweet love
That brightens my days
With the smiles you share
And your sweet precious ways
Deep mysterious eyes
That truly amaze
The depth of passion
A heartfelt gaze
Sweet loving arms
That hold so tight
Bring warmth of love
Throughout the night
Good morning sunshine
So glad you are here
You bring such warmth
A heart so dear
Through out this day
I am thinking of you
Sweet loving thoughts
A love so true
With a simple embrace
And a soft gentle kiss
Our day lives on
Sweet loving bliss
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Forsaking My Love
I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth
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