Simple Infatuation
The casual hair toss,
The playful look over the shoulder,
The bold leveling of the eyes,
The laughter that comes so easily and so effervescently,
The hesitation and the total lack of hesitation;
This is what I have become infatuated with...
Never knowing what lies beneath.
The sparkling, cheerful look that is at once dark and demanding,
The quirk of the lips that spells danger,
She intoxicates me with a breath,
Confuses me with a gesture,
And entices me with a look,
I am infatuated.
poem by Poet Dragon
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Always It Will Be The Same
Sat around and checked my watch
As I waited for the midnight hour
And I thought about the things
That happened
On this day that began thirteen years ago
I started on this journey
I started on this journey
Yeah, I smile when I think about it
Know I cant live without it
Laugh and go on about this all the time
Never have I felt this way
Always will it be the same
Here I am infatuated
Never thought that it would take me up this far
When I picked up a guitar
And learned to play it for the first time
But here I am and here we are
Doing what we want to do
Im lucky beyond luck
And I wont mess it up
Yeah, I smile when I think about it
No I cant live without it
Laugh and go on about this all the time
Never have I felt this way
Always will it be the same
Here I am infatuated
Smile when I think about it
No I cant live without it
Laugh and go on about this all the time
Never have I felt this way
Always will it be the same
Here I am infatuated
Yeah, I smile when I think about it
No I cant live without it
Laugh and go on about this all the time
Never have I felt this way
Always will I be the same
Here I am infatuated
Yeahhh....
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Age of Innocence
We dismiss
The backroads
And ride these streets
Unafraid
Resort to
Scraping pain
From our bones
Unashamed
No more the eye upon you
No more the simple bane
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have guessed
All is never shown
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
And in my prayer
I dream alone
A silent speach
To deaf ears
If you want be love
You must be love
But if bleed love
You will die love
No more the eye upon you
Catch me starving out of shame
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have sensed
We won't make it home
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
But for the rites of spring
Come to mean all things
A little taste of what may come
A meer glimpse of what has gone
Cause for the moment we are free
We to find our release
Too young to die
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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In The Dark, Painted Pink
eyes blazing in the dark
do not be slumbered
by sleek black hair
and soft touching
of breath from
ripened lips of red
eyes blazing in the dark
do not fall into sleep's abyss
as gentle touch
fingers promises on brow
with polished nails
pointed painted pink
eyes blazing in the dark
do not drift in dreams
of allures sweet scent
such intoxicates
and dims the wit
of weary men
eyes blazing in the dark
look into souls
and reflect
what is within;
eyes blazing in the dark
poem by David Taylor
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Everything I Hate
I'm here if you want to
I got what you're into
There ain't something so new
That told me it ain't true
Let me be, let me through
'Cos I don't know what to do
I can move, what I mean
But you gotta set me free
Let me be, let me through
Cos I don't know what to do
I can move, what I mean
But I gotta get me
I'm everything I hate, so infatuated
I'm everything I hate, can't you see I'm waiting?
I can if you say so
I will if you won't go
You're so make a no show
Here we can go slow
Let me be, let me through
Cos I don't know what to do
I can move, what I mean, but I
I'm everything I hate, so infatuated
I'm everything I hate, you make me feel X rated
I'm everything I hate, gonna validate it
I'm everything I hate, can't you see I'm waiting?
There be I'm naked
You're right and I hate it
I'm everything I hate, so infatuated
I'm everything I hate, you make me feel X rated
I'm everything I hate, gonna validate it
I'm everything I hate, can't you see I'm waiting?
I'm everything I hate
I'm everything I hate
I'm everything I hate
song performed by by Holly Valance
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South Africa, my country
Could I play like you, like a lion cub,
spending my days inviolate with the world,
when you were innocent, intact
had tried to touch butterflies with deadly paws,
you would have stayed forever in my heart
and I would have found acquiescence in you constantly.
Still your paws had become big, deadly
your jaws had become snapping, had mightily showered blood
when your growth went to maturity,
you did even amaze the biggest, most deadly cats
and from your compulsory service I wasn’t free,
fought for survival in your hunt
but now you are wounded far too badly, too serious,
I cannot stop the destruction anymore,
where you now want to kill your own cubs
and my brothers flee far away from you
while you do not want to know them anymore,
are infatuated by bloodlust, are infatuated to win the fight.
Still I love you far too much
to now want to see your nemesis,
I still try to heal your most serious wounds,
I still try to share my mangled life with you
and I can now smell your breath deadly,
while you use my life selfishly.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLII: What Lies Beneath
beauty lies beneath
sense lies beneath
secret lies beneath
character lies beneath
rule lies beneath
mind lies beneath
past lies beneath
foundation lies beneath
root lies beneath
dark hole lies beneath
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hesitation before birth. If there is a transmigration of souls then I am not yet on the bottom rung. My life is a hesitation before birth.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Knowing
There is a danger of knowing too much
knowing too much danger
Crossing a road without looking
Taking a risk with your cooking
A danger in knowing
There is a danger in knowing too much
Having digitalised lives
synched to computer
GOOGLED
There is a danger
Is there a danger in knowing?
Too much danger?
Too much knowing?
Too much?
we have/are becoming
More like a shopping mall
Packed full of brands
And gadgets
our apps additives
There is a danger of losing your child
In a shopping mall
Losing your self
In the underground
A danger in knowing
A danger in looking
The sign
The times
Are a changing
A danger of unseeing
Unliving
A danger of touching the edge of extinction
Without feeling
Bottled emotions
Formaladehyde Brains
Mask for a face
Stone for a heart
There is on a lighter note
A danger in eating my cooking
Knowing too much
Too soon
Too late
or a danger of knowing nothing
Simply eating what's arrived on your plate
poem by Yvette Smith
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My prayers
I touched your cold hands
hands that worked the land
caressed your tousled hair
hair that had known flair
kissed your silent lips
lips that sweet secrets keep
My prayers in vain
tears leaving stain
Your words lodged themselves
deep in the crevices and shelves
awaiting the moment of freedom
to shine in the kingdom
I touched her little hands
hands that hold no plan
caressed her soft hair
hair that dances in the air
kissed her sweet lips
lips that smile at the tips
My prayers in pain
soul bare lain
Her laughter clear as bells
chasing away spells
dispersing shadows with her light
casting wrongs putting them right
Your words came flying back
Have faith tho thee lack
it will sustain thee
in life without plea
My prayers in gratitude
love in servitude
I Once Looked At A Face
I once looked at a face
which in a single glance spoke volumes to me,
the traffic lights, the cars
the other people on the sidewalk
went by unnoticed
The glittering of her eyes
their colour and expression
her slender nose, her dimpled cheek
her lustrous dark hair
made a lasting impression
as if I was looking at an ideal form
but there was more to it than just that
and her sparkling laughter
the way that she threw her hair back
had an own significance
Yet more stunning was her actions
of which years later I am still trying
to decipher the meaning
as she walked up to me
flinging her arms around my neck
She drew my head down to hers
her perfume was enchanting
her lips sweet, soft and hot against mine
and there was a kind of electricity
while she kissed me
I was totally dumbfounded
while her laughter
was both sweet and serene
and she was a stranger to me
but extremely pretty
She looked at me
for another moment in excitement
with a smile on her lips
before she walked away
with swinging hips
poem by Gert Strydom
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Those Gazing Eyes
I have seen those eyes before,
Sparkling like a diamond,
Asking for love and more,
Reflecting the color of an almond...
Eyes that see through the heart,
Constantly moving with hesitation,
Of their secret, they revealed just a part,
Living the rest to my imagination...
From nowhere they suddenly appeared,
But left me confused and alone,
When magically they disappeared,
While I was writing this poem...
Hoping to see them again,
Oh, those eyes, beautiful and bright,
The ones I saw in the train,
Nobody knows, one day, again, I might...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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1st Anniversary
Our bodies were so near, our breath mingling in the tension, the expectation and stimulation.
Though I've never questioned you, my own heart was full of panic, an anxiety of a known refusal.
I gazed into your enchanting eyes, their mahogany big, with delicate dark flecks,
Only hardly noticeable, a small clip of an image.
You looked back at me.
And said 'Yes.'
Like a movie cliché my spirit leapt at your expressions.
So beautiful it was, so charming, so everything I'd ever hoped it would be.
Thank you.
For saying yes and giving me the best year of my life.
Here's to the next, ten, fifty, hundred years together.
With you, it would be a life well lived.
May you maintain to say yes to this immature young romantic fool,
Whose old heart and feeling,
Is eternally infatuated by you.
I love you.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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Spiders Web
my friends all told me to take care
for my heart you would tear.
but i was so infatuated with you
that i just did'nt see it through.
all i saw was the beauty in your face
and the depth in your eyes.
i did not think it was a disguise.
just like a spider, you caught me in your web
and you got deep inside my head.
you made me believe all your lies
and took me in like a fool, i can't deny.
just like a spider you drained me
and left me weak. to the point i could'nt speak
for you it's a treat, this web of deceit
you hid your lies all so well
you put me in a living hell.
all the dreams i had of you
they seem to have fallen thru.
and now that i have gained my strength
i am all HELL BENT.
i will see you fall from the web that you built.
and of all the hearts you killed.
you will fall to the floor
and i will have settled the score.
poem by Louis Rams
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What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?
quote by Emile M. Cioran
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How to Do what Has Been Done Even Better
The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.
And 'if' disappointment,
To the one who receives and gets comes...
Because that one accustomed to giving,
Has no time to fulfill demands on command...
As if a magic wand is in one's hands,
Those who have become spoiled...
Are quick to soil one's reputation.
Without hesitation.
And...
Just as easy as those who believe...
Deeds done by a 'doer',
Is nothing more than picking what is wished...
Out of a hat!
With a rabbit or a cat.
And perhaps a few flying doves...
As an added surprise to delight and satisfy,
Those sitting with nothing else to give,
But critique and suggestions...
On how to do what has been done,
Even better.
The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.
With a showing of a caring less,
Quick to be expressed from their lips.
'You've ALREADY done 'that'!
I've seen it.
How about you doing 'this'?
With a doing of it...
As if you mean for 'me',
To be impressed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Never Alone In 'This
Wherever it is You lead me,
I will allow...
Without hesitation,
To follow.
I remain a witness,
To the greatness of Your Creation.
Whenever I am troubled,
With burdens condoned...
I am never in this alone.
I remain a witness,
To the greatness of Your Creation.
When I witness more obstacles,
On my path that may persist...
I resist them knowing it.
Since I am never in this alone.
There will be times I come to face,
I can not take another heartache.
And emotionally feel my mind is numb.
With despair everywhere...
I am too weak to overcome.
I remain a witness,
To the greatness of Your Creation.
And realizing it...
I am never alone,
In 'this'.
Wherever it is You lead me,
I will allow...
Without hesitation,
To follow.
I remain a witness,
And realizing it...
I am never alone,
In 'this'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It seems that it is madder never to abandon one's self than often to be infatuated; better to be wounded, a captive and a slave, than always to walk in armor.
quote by Margaret Fuller
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All possible means were used by the infatuated parents to conclude the bargain; and deception put an end to these usual artifices.
quote by Adelbert von Chamisso
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I Know You Do Not Feel Anything In Some Of My Lines
i accept my defeat in knowing you
i get the shake of your left hand
as you keep the other
safe and sound in your pocket
i can sense the hesitation
in your tongue that utters
some doublespeaks again
in your 'how do you do? '
I will always respond with 'i am fine'
but deep within this brief
exchange of lines i know you do not
feel anything anymore in the last two
lines that i utter
i hint that what you like most is
'goodbye, i am leaving'
and you do not show any sign
of holding my arms
your right hand is still in your
pocket playing with the coin
that you toss:
it's the tail this time
and i lose
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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