Love touch
finger
to touch
sex is not
love is thear...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Letter for love
love
letter
writing a boy....
with out words...
but...
pen is thear...
mind is thear...
words is crying thear....
why...
the boy love true....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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A swimm
No budy
Thear...
No one
Thear...
Nothing
Is thear...
Water swimming
On the sea...
too wave wave...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Love food
Food food
Good good
Health making...
Making your food...
At and make...
Love with sweet and tasty...
Enjoy too eat...
Hotal or restrant
Foods are...
Not bad...
Thear is did not your
Mother love...
Thear is did not your
Wife love...
Thear is did not your
Sister love...
Love and sweetly
Make your's food
At home mostely
Eat and enjoy your's love and health...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Can't Put My Finger On It
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
(Repeat three times)
(Repeat first verse
song performed by by Ween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Mother's Love
New born
Dogs...
Play for
I 'ts mother...
Jump
And walk...
wow...
wow...
speak...
BiteAnd drink
Milk is
Mother...
A love
Lovely...
Mother dog
Simply the toung
Touch to touch
A catch the
Mother's love...!
Animals also
Lovingely mother's...
Its true...
Mother's loves is true now...?
Human are animal
Are not thear...
With the love....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I Can't Put My Finger On It
[chanting]
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Do you know what i'm saying?
Do you know what i'm saying, people?
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
I tell you one time...
Are you surprised when i touch the dwarf inside?
(repeat three times)
(repeat first verse)
Ha ha ha...oh yeah, oh yeah!
song performed by by Ween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Some Of Greass
Earth will be
Bumped on...
Too earth quack
Houses broken
Temple Fell down
God not thear...? !
Trees are out...
People and
Animal's
Plant's...all are
Dead...dead....
On thear
Some of grass
Will be smile simply
On the earth...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Word Of Love
Catch
The word
Of love...
What is word...?
'Kiss me...'
Don't miss it
Do love and
Take word...
'Kiss me...'
True sex is
Not thear...
only only
Love is thear...
A word of love
At word for
To day
'KISS ME...'
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Quintetto
[To the tune of "Turning, turning, turning, as wheel goes round."]
RECITATIVE. MR. PAPERSTAMP:
Jack Horner's CHRISTMAS PIE my learned nurse
Interpreted to mean the public purse.
From thence a plum he drew. O happy Horner!
Who would not be ensconced in thy snug corner
THE FIVE:
While round the public board all eagerly we linger,
for what we can get we will try, try, try:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. FEATHERNEST:
By my own poetic laws, I'm a dealer in applause
For those who don't deserve it, but will buy, buy
So round the court I linger, and thus I get a finget
A finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. VAMP:
My share of pie to win, I will dash through thick and thin
And philosophy and liberty shall fly, fly, fly:
And truth and taste shall know, that their eve Iasting foe
Has a finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. KILLTHEDEAD:
I'll make my verses rattle with the din of war and battle,
For war doth increase sa-la-ry, ry, ry:
And I'll shake the public ears with the triumph of Algiers,
And thus I ll get a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. PAPERSTAMP:
And while you thrive by ranting, I'll try my luck at canting,
And scribble verse and prose all so dry, dry, dry:
And Mystic's patent smoke public intellect shall choke,
Arld we ll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
We'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. ANYSIDE ANTIJACK:
My tailor is so clever, that my coat will turn for ever,
And take any colour you can dye, dye, dye:
For all my earthly wishes are among the loaves and fishes,
And to have my little finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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Opening Up To You
Opening up to you,
The night before,
red finger nails!
Dark finger nails!
White finger nails!
Blue finger nails!
To utter it out;
The thoughts of man,
The thoughts of woman,
The thoughts of a child! !
But, holding the torch and to touch you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Cat
At home
My cat was
Thear...
My cat
Did not catch
The rat's...!
Day and night
Runding the rat's
At home
Very nasty...
My cat was thear
But...,
No use...? !
Some time
My cat catch
The rat
play to home
It is interesting
For your self...
My self more woory....!
What can i do? !
Rat's is not my rat's
Cat is my dear cat
Very lazy cat;
Some time...,
Milk also did not drink
It is my lazy cat...!
Cat is not only
My cat it is my child...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Wrapped Around Your Finger
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes.
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger.
I have only come here seeking knowledge,
Things they would not teach me of in college.
I cant see the best in me
That you saw
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Mephistopheles is not your name,
But I know what you're up to just the same.
I will listen hard to your tuition,
And you will see it come to it's fruition.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me.
I will turn your face to alabaster,
Then you'll find your servant is your master,
And you'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
You'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger
song performed by by Underoath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love All
Love your's
Father and mother
Love your's
Familey members and friend's
Love your's
Pet animals and garden plant's...
Love your's
Religion god only...
Love is not only for your's
Each for other's...
So...,
Do the love everything
Without selfish...? !
For other's...
Others is what...? !
That is each thing of world;
With god and you and i am also thear...
Take is easy and love all love all...? !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Annihilation
While the blue noon above us arches,
And the poplar sheds disconsolate leaves,
Tell me again why love bewitches,
And what love gives.
It is the trembling finger that traces
The eyebrow’s curve, the curve of the cheek?
The mouth that quivers, when the hand caresses,
But cannot speak?
No, not these, not in these is hidden
The secret, more than in other things:
Not only the touch of a hand can gladden
Till the blood sings.
It is the leaf that falls between us,
The bells that murmur, the shadows that move,
The autumnal sunlight that fades upon us:
These things are love.
It is the ‘No, let us sit here longer,’
The ‘Wait till tomorrow,’ the ‘Once I knew —’
These trifles, said as I touch your finger,
And the clock strikes two.
The world is intricate, and we are nothing.
It is the complex world of grass,
A twig on the path, a look of loathing,
Feelings that pass —
These are the secret! And I could hate you,
When, as I lean for another kiss,
I see in your eyes that I do not meet you,
And that love is this.
Rock meeting rock can know love better
Than eyes that stare or lips that touch.
All that we know in love is bitter,
And it is not much.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Unlikey
Love...
Love...
Love...
Every one speak and
Write...
Give and take
Nobudy is thear...
For unlikey
With love and love....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Love of dog
Dog
Is love
To his tong...
Another dog....
Taste the skin....
Love and love to him....
Sex is
Not hear....
Love sence
Is thear....and
Any wear...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Before and After Having Sex
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
When we walk along the beach...
There is a sweet,
Nectar in the air.
We don't need to touch to please.
Or be detoxed...
By the flow of easy listening.
There's nothing we have missing,
But more of this.
Since with us this love we have is a hit.
After striking out and getting over it!
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
After mid-day heat.
When the Sun shine starts to blazing.
We sip on lemonaide...
As we welcome the Sunset that comes.
Sitting back and relaxed.
Awaiting something spectacular to be done.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Since with us this love we have is a hit.
After striking out and getting over it!
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Feel Your Touch
I shall not cut short my hair
Still I feel touch of your finger
in my hair
I do feel how your finger crawl
inside my dark hair.
How can I meet you again
You are beyond my touch
You are beyond my vision
I fear if my body rots
The body once you loved.
poem by Devil Poet
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How Is...?
another boor is
thear...
you did not
lean love...
you do sex...
well done...
how is himposible...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Kiss Kiss Kiss
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
Kiss ,kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
Why death
Why life
Warm hearts
Cold darts
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Im bleeding inside
Its a long, long story to tell
And I can only show you my hell
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Just one touch, touch will do
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Just one touch, touch will do
Why me
Why you
Broken mirror
White terror
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Im shaking inside
Its that faint, faint sound of the childhood bell
Ringing in my soul
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
song performed by by Lennon John
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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