Carcass Mouse
Below Under mango tree
which me plant three last year
carcass of mouse
shot [by] hunter
of aroma three-day
have the of current,
stinking [of] body of disseminating everywhere
late to each and everyone refrain from
my neighbour sniff that aroma
search for where that aroma come [in] moat,
below/under the tree
of him make cannot sleep
the the hunter pass with the him of impressing
do not do something
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Aroma
The aroma of coffee,
The aroma of cocoa,
The aroma of tea,
Sleep, asleep!
Wake, awake!
Pace, apace!
Bode, abode!
Long, along!
Range, arrange!
Row, arrow!
And of the way things are done,
And of the way love is made;
This psychological problem,
This psychological war! !
But, let us shape this world with the aroma of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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St. Louis' Apartment
Your love is like a pleasing aroma around me,
And like a pavement made of sapphire;
So burn the meat on the wood with the fire of love!
And come up in the morning to Mount Sinai.
Up there you will meet St. Louis' Apartment with love,
For love and life gathers with the sunshine around me;
And every dawn is like a new life and a blissful day,
But the beautiful signs are always around my bed.
Come to me with the pleasing aroma of love,
For my donkey will not rest like your monkey!
And like the sweet bed of roses to sleep on at last,
For your love is a pleasing aroma around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Itau
The aroma of romance,
The aroma of passion,
The aroma of love;
But the big ship sailing on the high sea was caught up by the great storm! !
And, i gave way and let myself drift.
The ship's lifeboat,
Off the north coast of Africa! !
But kiss my lips if you truly love me;
For, i am Itau from the land of peace,
And, i am ready to love you as well.
Performed,
Quietness,
Kiss me if you love me;
For, i always have you in mind from the very first day that we met.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Smell Of Money
The smell of money
Like flies and honey
Appeals to something
More immediate than mere foreplay
And now if you're hungry
This one is on your mind
The aroma takes my will away
Who does this young man think he is?
Who needs this turgid love he gives?
For though he strives to please me
He can't hit the spot like fifty g's can
How can i help but notice
The smell of money
It makes me runny
I want a man whose been endowed
And is preparing to pay
And if you're tipsy
It even smells like love
The aroma takes my will away
It takes my will away
The aroma takes my will away!
song performed by by Utopia
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I A Hunter.
I a hunter of life,
I got shot by a hunter with my knife,
I a hunter of death,
A shot just broke my teeth
I a hunter of destiny,
Am afraid mine is taken,
I hunter of happiness,
am afraid mine is darkness
I a hunter of purity,
Putifying isn't my duty,
I a hunter of greatness,
I've just found am the smallest
I hunter of Love,
But am a sparrow not a dove,
and now I've got a message,
A message I, ve meant to receive
Hallow love Thank you,
my mind is holified that is you,
you have made my mind over due,
you made me think about you
SO THANK YOU
poem by Dickson Mseti
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My Perfumer
My perfumer proclaims a lovely flower,
She confesses it beautifies the brainpower.
This smell is an aroma too furious,
Of obvious fame, and in all categories.
The small and fierce please us with it,
These children of surprise still benefit.
The flower of the perfume is a plant
Of the wild. The perianth steals your grandaunt
That she loosens it from the ground
And takes the aroma of loveliness around.
She is a perfumer of talent and wild taste,
Where on Earth is she based?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Girl you want (Lyrics)
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined love,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
You hear her calling everywhere you turn,
You know you're headed for the pleasure burn.
But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue,
She's the real thing, but you knew it all along.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
Look at youw with your mouth watering,
Look at you with your mind reeling.
Why don't you admit it's all over,
She's just the girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined lust,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
poem by Satan's Sibling
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The Power Of Time
Time has the power to control the outcome
Of certain things in life
Time can either make something grow
Or else demolish that very thing
Time has the power
To either turn a rose
From a beautiful creation
With a desirable aroma
Into a rose
Which is no longer beautiful
Has no aroma
And is now dead
Time has to power
To take a seed
And make it grow
Into a colossal tree
Which grows beautiful fruit
And provides amazing seeds
Only time has this power
And it is only the people
Who may turn the outcome of time
It is only whether we know how to us it
Or not
poem by Gabriel Gauci Maistre
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Diplomatic Niceties
I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And it is like diplomatic niceties!
For this love of nature is twice rapacious.
It is like an exquisite treasure to have,
With a brimful gift in the making;
But the traumatic quest to feel this air is,
All about the love of this aroma!
The existing quotas of life are inequitable and,
Glossily unfair by the law makers around us;
But i am always pleased about nature's role,
And like the natural instincts that fills the air without quotas.
I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And like the treasure of life to crown the day;
But this kind of atmosphere is always controlled by nature.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hulk
You are very beautiful my love and,
We are meant to be on this love;
And, your sweet scent of aroma baths me all year round.
I am Hulk and your flower of love is all that matters to me,
But, with the 63 degrees of euphoria to meet your love;
For, your sweet scent of aroma baths me all year round.
Deeper contractions in the kingdom of love,
And of the sensations ever felt before;
But, the angle of your elevation is to unfold your precious petals.
it is never too late to learn from you always,
So bring forth the beautiful bud out from you!
Form you are blossom fair flower of love.
Pleasure and satisfaction always comes from you my love,
And like the muse of your love which elevates your sexual wellness;
For, i am now sailing across the ocean blue like Oliver Twist.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Under The Mango Tree
i like the idea
of doing many things under the mango tree
like
watching time go by like it is a stranger
and i
am a stranger too watching time pass by
like i am so interested
with what time
can do to me
making me old
making the mango tree bloom and flower and have fruits
and they are so many
that the mango tree bends
to the ground
and time stays for a while and ripens the fruits
and make all of them
in time
fall one by one to the ground
like some kind
of withered flowers
luscious, sweet, fruits of the mango tree
falling
by the slightest passing of the wind
and then the children
come and with all joy
pick them one by one
putting what they can
under
their shirts and still rushing
to keep
and take some more
under the mango tree
all the people
are so much alike
the rushing, the taking, the joy
of always having more
and it will never stop
as i watch time slowly go by
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Pleasing Aroma
Your love is a pleasing aroma to my heart and,
Your sweet words send me straight to bed;
But the water increased to lift up my body.
Of the voice of harpers and pippers,
Of the voice of trumpets and musicians,
And to be rich by your sweet love;
For life is like an erudite glance of a sultry dream.
You are so beautiful tonight beside me and,
Your love is a pleasing aroma to my heart;
And days without you is like a dead river.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Favourite smells
Freshly cut grass
home made bread
sweetness of jam and honey
just washed sheets on the bed.
Tarmac being laid on the road
Brylcream on my fathers hair
the aroma from coffee
leather of a brand new sofa or chair.
Talcum powder on a baby's body
smell coming from a flower
the pages of old and new books
and the air after a heavy shower.
Scent that was worn by my mother
the aroma of a Sunday roast
candy floss at the fair
and Cheddar Cheese on toast.
Just some of my favourite smells
aromas that just make me feel good
as they can evoke moments in time
and take me back to my own childhood.
poem by Kevin Halls
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This Room
Your sweet smell of an aroma is all over this room and,
You are the river flowing into my heart;
And like the cocoa from Ivory Coast with a sweet taste,
You are all that i need in this room.
Come and make love to me and,
Let me bear you children;
For your sweet smell of an aroma is all over this room.
This room is made for you and i,
This room will surely take us to the skies!
For you love is the only one needed in this room.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What do we plant when we plant a tree?
What do we get when we plant the tree?
We plant the ship which will cross the sea;
We plant the pencils to scribble our notes,
We plant the ballots to cast our votes;
We plant the paper in which we read,
The news that o'er wooden poles we speed,
We plant the piles to erect our docks;
We plant the rayon for shirts and socks.
What do we plant when we plant a tree?
We plant the houses for you and me;
We plant the rafters, the shingles, the floors,
We plant the studding, the lath, the doors,
The beams and siding, all the parts that be;
We plant the house when we plant the tree,
We plant the barrel, the box, the crate;
In which to ship all sorts of freight.
What do we plant when we plant a tree?
A thousand things that we daily see,
We plant the spire that out-towers the crag,
We plant the staff for our country's flag;
We plant the shade from the hot sun free,
We plant all these when we plant the tree.
poem by Henry Abbey
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My Lovely Flower
I thank God for my lovely flower
For there are millions who are ignorant of her existance,
The enchanting aroma that is with her,
Or her charm that makes me to always keep thinking,
I am fascinated that she was wonderfully made,
Then just kept for me to find one day.
Seeing her is like waking up at dawn to bath in the Sun's rays
She has harmless attraction like a colorful butterfly,
Or a bright flower always sort by the bees for it's beauty,
Not forgetting it's sweet nectar also!
That is my sweet Sweetie.
The flower is far from me and I cannot smell the aroma now,
Last night I went to dreamland where I hoped to find my flower Then I woke up this morning to melodious sounds,
Sounds of chirping birds in the nearby tree as if to praise her,
Thinking about my flower.
I want to tend and care for this flower,
So that she may produce more flowers like herself,
O flower! Remain that lovely forever.
poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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Girl U Want
She sings from somewhere you cant see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined love
It drips on down in a mist from above
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
You hear her calling everywhere you turn
You know youre headed for the pleasure burn
But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue
Shes the real thing but you knew it all along
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Look at you with your mouth watering
Look at you with your mind reeling
Why dont we just admit its all over
Just the girl u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
She sings from somewhere you cant see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined lust
It drips on down in a mist from above
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Look at you with your mouth watering
Look at you with your mind spinnin
Why dont we just admit its all over
Just the girl u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
That u want
Shes just the girl, just the girl
song performed by by Devo
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A cripple ant near a Mango tree
I have heard about the tasty fruit when it ripens
and the legend says lightning won't peep to your premises
if you grow a mango tree in your yard,
But I am very unhappy as I cannot climb on my neighbour's tree.
* I humbly dedicate this poem to the authoress of the novel 'The House on Mango street' written by Sandra.Cisneros.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Virgin
She was a virgin and,
Between her legs came something sweet;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her breasts came something attractive;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her body came something lovely;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her lips came something romantic;
Like her olive grove of love.
I have heard it said of you and,
Your sweet aroma makes me sleep all day;
For you have the great tree of love around you.
I will be by you always my sweet one,
And the laws of my peace is the laws of your love;
For you are like a call out of the midst of the cloud.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet emotion
The taste of raspberry on her lips
Green apple candy
And fruit with strawberry dips
Aroma of lavender after a shower
Basil on pizza
Put there just to tease ya
Licorice sticks with sweet vanilla swirls
A beautiful girl with long golden curls
Cave into the emotion
A brand new puppy with big brown eyes
His aroma is lovely and pungent
I think I'll call him cinnamon
The smell of cloves on a freshly baked ham
And the taste of sweet candied yams
Make me drool like cinnamon
And the fool that I am.