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Housebreaker

'Hey! My dear fugitive friend
Why you idle outside?
Please come inside.
I am sorry there are no any valuables here
But I have a cheap bottle of liquor.
Let's join together for a toast.
One thing is certain that you are not a professional burglar
As it's a full moon night.'

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Full Moon

Havent you noticed a kind of madness in my eyes?
Its only me, dear, in my midnight disguise.
Pay no attention if I crawl across the room.
Its just another full moon.
Dont be afraid of me when Im walking in my sleep.
Dont get alarmed, dear, when I start to crawl and creep.
Try not to listen when I mumble like a loon.
Its just another full moon.
Its just another full moon.
You see before you a truly broken man.
cause when it gets to midnight, I dont know who I am.
Full moons a-callin, and its put a curse on me,
And it will never set me free.
The full moons still up there,
Like a great white balloon.
The owls are a-callin,
And theyre singin my tune.
The night keeps a-callin.
I wish the day would come soon,
To get away from another full moon.
Here comes another full moon.
If your hands start shakin
When night starts to fall,
If youre scared of the moonlight
And the shadows on the wall,
If the face in the mirror
Isnt you at all,
Its just another full moon.
Its just another full moon.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
Its just another full moon.

song performed by by Kinks
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GENIE IN A BOTTLE...by talile ali

GENIE IN A BOTTLE

I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN

I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU RIGHT HERE IN SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE THEM LIPS REALLY TIGHT

WILL YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
WHILE I TAKE YOU IN
YOU GENIE IN A BOTTLE

I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN

I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU HERE IN SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE THEM LIPS REAL TIGHT

WILL YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
WHILE I TAKE YOU INTO MY EMBRACE
OR SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA SLOW DOWN THE PACE

UP AND DOWN AS WE SPIN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY FRIEND
TILL YOU'RE DRENCHED IN SIN
FEELIN YOU UP AGAIN

YOU GENIE IN A BOTTLE, HERE
MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE, MY DEAR
YOU ARE MY WISH FOR EVERY YEAR
THATS WHY WE FIGHT UNTIL THERE ARE TEARS
GENIE IN A BOTTLE

I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN

I WANNA EAT YOU UP
I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE YOU FEEL ALRIGHT

WILL YOU GRIND IN MY FACE
TAKE YOU INTO MY EMBRACE
SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME RIGHT

TAKE ME UP AND DOWN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY DEAR
TILL YOU'RE DRENCHED IN SIN
FEELIN DEEP AND CLEAR

GENIE IN A BOTTLE
DREAMS DO COME TRUE
YOU ARE MY WISH EVERY YEAR
TILL I AM BLACK AND BLUE
GENIE IN A BOTTLE

I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN

I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU HERE TONIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE YOU DO IT ALL NIGHT

YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
TAKE ME INTO YOUR EMBRACE
SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME ALL RIGHT

UP AND DOWN AGAIN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY DEAR FRIEND
YOU'RE LIP'S DRENCHED IN SIN
FEEL ME UP AGAIN

GENIE IN A BOTTLE
DREAMIN OF YOU MY DEAR
YOU'RE MY DEEPEST DESIRE
EACH AND EVERY YEAR

SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME RIGHT
UP AND DOWN AGAIN
DEEP INSIDE MY DEAR FRIEND

YOU'RE MY GENIE IN A BOTTLE
HERE
MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE
MY DEAR
YOU ARE MY WISH EACH AND
EVERY YEAR

poem by Talile Ali
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Colour Changes Life

Life is a long journey
But the terrain is not at all smooth
Full of uncertainties
Ups and downs
And we are to move ahead.

Your journey begins with white liquor
Giving full energy like nectar in life
To continue journey against all odds
And to achieve the desired goal.

As you are grown up,
With the influence of friends
The colour of liquors changes slowly
From white to yellowish and ultimately reddish.

You are lying on a roadside now
In a midway of your journey
With a reddish liquor scattered nearby
To have your last breath.

Alas! A beautiful journey starts with a
White bottle of liquor given by your mom
Ends with reddish bottle gifted by friends
Only the colour changes as does the end!

poem by Bireswar Halder
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Full Moon, Shared Now You Are...

On a Full Moon Night
I met a Friend so Knowledgeable
and educated much to teach, give and share
A Moon Lover also he was,
by research, books, studies and his own secrets
A Moon Lover I grew up as Always seeking its Light
Admiring its Powerful Romance, Mystery and messages

So there he was, my new friend,
And There it is tonight
The Full Moon not mine alone anymore
But a remembrance of my friend
Is he also looking at you Goddess Moon?
Maybe yes, Maybe later...
For fact his Memory Is...
So back in time I go...
What would I have done differently?
Nice I was, Polite was him
With a nice Goodbye hug
I Said: 'Thank you for being a Gentleman'

Well done it was,
No karma, no harm
Just fun, Pure Friendship
No reason to go Back
No reason to remember
But to Share forever I must now
My Full moon Nights...
Triggered it’s now by Trust and Faith
To the Past Gentleman Friend
Please let’s not split in half
Our Full Moon Night!

poem by Florida Angel
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Fugitive of failure

Fugitive not what i planned for,
failure, nothing is better than death,
how can i die when life haven't interpret
my full meaning.
Fugitive Fugitive my crime has not called
for arrest,
my day is still young, not even failure
can stop me.
Still you call me fugitive,
success is my only witness, my success
will labor out my freedom,
failure keep coming after me, yet success
is telling me to standstill.
When will all this end' in this 'uncalled for state'.
The night keep looking at me without telling me to run or stand, yet the sun ask me to keep running until i reach the point
of success.
Fugitive of failure not anymore.

poem by Senator alufalism
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Full Cold Moon

This night
All light
Full still moon

Lamp lit
Silhouette
Full still moon

Many faces
Secret places
Full still moon

Supernal eye
In the sky
Full still moon

Big stone
Cold Alone
Full still moon

In reverie
A memory
Full still moon

Only one
You are
gone

Only night
to dream
upon

Full

Cold

Moon

poem by Ari' Anna Arena
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Don’t be cheap

Buy not a thing because it’s cheap.
Don’t let others make you cheap.
To be greedy is to be cheap.
To be selfish is to be cheap.
To poke your nose is a cheap thing.
Don’t be cheap; better be poor.
23.08.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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And I Under The Moon

The jug and I under the moon
and my lips around the neck of the bottle of wine,
by the moon light is it full of the flowers dew,
I pour the scarcity of each dropp and it's association
against the bamboo and I watch to need the heron it's
crest off i see it go by as a dragons shadow independently.
Moving off, 'Therefore before the lifting of the glass,
I invite you because of our friendship,
revalations are made as to my shadow which then makes up
the moon myself and it's our three.
Is it not known my shadow follows each movement of my body
swaying as the leaves from which the rice it makes is simply.
Moon of moon shining down between shows us company
and my shadow because I am by you for wine maintained,
as to the spring flowing forth nothing is forever
and would be assisted wise are you adjusted too practice
each our lips the neck of the bottle of wine our pleasure.
As for me and as for you the moon I who am I have begun
babmboo in sleep before I go, the stand gently rising,
you dance and the shadow it moves strangely
and with you including swan song.
I' Between; Still you be looking up at the dark sky
moon smiling down and of which you are consciously, moving.
Afterwards, and you rejoice mutually; exclusively then thus do I
and Each one tried where it was, we laid down our heads
friend of moon, knew us drunk to go off searching for the shadow of your friend. Passion is less this night when travelling.
Under the moon and friends are friends, permits that fact, we are.

l.p.

poem by Is It Poetry
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The Moon And The Sun

the moon and the sun looked at each other's eyes
oh.what a surprise! ! they have already met at sunset! !
oh, my, at night they got separed!
their heart was unprepared...
tHE PAIN WAS UNBEARBLE, for they are unseparable

the moon got carried away, the moon had nothing to say...
will they ever see each other?
for they love so one another

their hearts were full of despair
for again they will see each other they declair

the moon's heart was full of passion
the sun's heart was full of compassion

the sun, from the moon he cannot be away

look at the price the moon had to pay...

she preferes to die instead, her consience told her to go ahead

the sun was ever so sad, oh! what a poor young lad

look at how the sun loves the moon

after this cure he will join her soon

now the sun will slowly die

and now in peace may he lie

sincerley: kuji soliman

poem by Kuji soliman
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Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down

Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought Id found
Tonight the bottle let me down
Ive always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately Ive been turnin every day
But the wine dont take effect the way it used to
And Im hurtin in old familiar ways
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought Id found
Tonight the bottle let me down
Each night I leave the bar room when its over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
I cant drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought Id found
Tonight the bottle let me down

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Bottle

Life long bottle partner
Feeding bottle at childhood
To Ganga jal(Holy water of river Ganga)
Bottle at deathbed
Water bottle at schooldays
Cold drinks bottles
And liquor bottles at adulthood
And blood bottles at hospital bed.
Lifelong bottle partner
Lifelong bottle partner
Our life our soul is in a bottle
This body is bottle
And it is life partner.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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My Friend

My friend when I think of you,
I think of what we've been through.
All the times we argue and fight,
I know deep inside it isn't right.
I then feel bad and a lot of pain,
It feels like I've fallen from the sky like rain.
I love you dear friend with all my heart,
But now that you're gone I've fallen apart.
I'm getting better as the days go by,
I wish sometimes this was all a big lie.
I pray to you every night,
It's like you're my fire, a burning light.
My dear friend, I miss you a lot,
I still wonder why you were put in that spot.
I know you're in a place much better than here,
Watching and helping me with all of my fear.
Our friendship my dear friend,
We will have to the end.
Friends til the end is what we will be,
Someday we'll be together,
Together you and me.

poem by Tiana Webb
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Here Comes The Moon

Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.

song performed by by George Harrison
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Beneath This Breathing Tree

Come my friend,
join me beneath this breathing tree,
and sit on the crispy grass,
smother yourself with its scene,
full of emotion and laden with wisdom,

Be ease my friend,
each worry smeared your face with wrinkles,
alas, the city neon still blind you with lies,
now that you with me under this tree,
throw all your stress and be free,

Don't worry my friend,
all the unsolved hectic of your life,
are fugitive running in its own prison,
never to be free, never to be captured,
but you my friend are their warden,
taking of a day off sitting beside me,
under this breathing tree,

Smile my friend,
under this tree there are rules to be obey,
no worry, no lies, no reality,
relax and then you will see,
it's just me,
and this breathing tree..

poem by Syafiq Syahmi
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Dear you are near.....

My dear your love and all your dear dreams.....
My dear you wish be here in my godly arms......

I will love this godly land.......
and wish our God will be here.......
On that clam and patient night of union
The beauty of verdurant dawn,
Over thy face shall fawn,
(Following lines filled by my friend)
That last mystic breath of nerves, that last beat
Of tremulous hearts, and the moist heat
Of your lips shall smother me neat.

My dear,
We are far, solitary flowers in love-woods
Waiting for spring to shufle our petals,
My dear,
You are near, flowing in my veins,

(my friend wants to add)
sliver of pain looming in the moony night
shiver of cool and don't be sad, that’s the moon
she shed her silver and opens
As her lips nuzzle my ear -...................
[sadness felt from you dear,
perhaps the moon will soothe
my heart and touch to smoothe
and heal my wondering mind
and again happiness, I will find? ]

(Dear please fill this poem)

poem by Thampi KEE
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Dont Start Me On The Liquor

Dont start me on the liquor
Ill drink it all down straight
Ill make a toast to love
But I drink the most
When I got somebody to hate
Im an old man
I got an old mans pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Well, Im likin lickin a lotta liquor
Im drivin down the drink
Ill take a toast to life
But I drink the most
When my devil start to think
Im an old man
I got an old mans pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Oh, I could drink, drink, drink
So I cant think, think, think
I got a hope or a home
In this life Im all alone
On this long cold lonely night of fright
Followed by a lonely day
til theres nothing left I can say
Except I didnt know I was sick
And so I got sicker
Hes a low down lying
Peckerwood cotton picker
Dont start me on the liquor
I got nothing more to say
I had a little money
But it all flown away
And I said oh man
Oh, aint that a shame
Oh, I keep manin, I keep manin
Like I got an old mans pain
Dont
Dont start
Dont start me
Dont start me on
Dont start me on the
Dont start me on the liquor.
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass, guitar, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwuakee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission

song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Bottle Let Me Down

(Merle Haggard)
Each night I leave the barroom when it's over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight you memory found me much to sober
Couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let down
and let you memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let down
I've always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I've been turning everyday
But the wind don't take effect the way it used to
And I'm hurting in an old familiar way
Tonight the bottle let down
and let you memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let down

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The Bottle Let Me Down

(merle haggard)
Each night I leave the barroom when its over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight you memory found me much to sober
Couldnt drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let down
And let you memory come around
The one true friend I thought Id found
Tonight the bottle let down
Ive always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately Ive been turning everyday
But the wind dont take effect the way it used to
And Im hurting in an old familiar way
Tonight the bottle let down
And let you memory come around
The one true friend I thought Id found
Tonight the bottle let down

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Idle in June

She dares not let the world hear her speak,
She's getting thin and looking meek,
A grey hair is splitting in her widows peak
She lays idle in the month of June.

Her hands are cracked and stained from mud,
although she bathes in lathered suds
There's a little of me inside her blood
She lays idle in the month of June 

She carries child at her old age,
She's stuck inside her fleshy cage,
Her father birthed her insidious rage
She lays idle in the month of June.

They locked her in a cell up high,
The crime of seeking suicide
Some women they are born only to die,
She lays idle in the month of June.

One day, I know, I'll see her soon,
How I loathe the month of June,
We'll met again come the next new moon,  
I won't forget her, idle in the month of June.

poem by H.J. Shreeve
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An Apology for the Bottle Volcanic

Sometimes I dip my pen and find the bottle full of fire,
The salamanders flying forth I cannot but admire.
It's Etna, or Vesuvius, if those big things were small,
And then 'tis but itself again, and does not smoke at all.
And so my blood grows cold. I say, "The bottle held but ink,
And, if you thought it otherwise, the worser for your think."
And then, just as I throw my scribbled paper on the floor,
The bottle says, "Fe, fi, fo, fum," and steams and shouts some more.
O sad deceiving ink, as bad as liquor in its way—
All demons of a bottle size have pranced from you to-day,
And seized my pen for hobby-horse as witches ride a broom,
And left a trail of brimstone words and blots and gobs of gloom.
And yet when I am extra good and say my prayers at night,
And mind my ma, and do the chores, and speak to folks polite,
My bottle spreads a rainbow-mist, and from the vapor fine
Ten thousand troops from fairyland come riding in a line.
I've seen them on their chargers race around my study chair,
They opened wide the window and rode forth upon the air.
The army widened as it went, and into myriads grew,
O how the lances shimmered, how the silvery trumpets blew!

poem by Vachel Lindsay
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