Musement
I was your safe, shallow fantasy;
esoteric exotic erotic
A prick which proved all too tempting;
erroneous onerous ironist
opportunity
I served as a
musement
for your
naughty little self indulgent vices
of grandiose regression...
Eroticized,
romanticized redeemer:
the one to release you
from banality’s
blue-boxed bonds
of ‘bivalent, bittersweet
repression
Your lurid licentious liaison
before the ring of
commitment’s unsettling lips
The proverbial odd man
in and out;
without
an easy chair
when the muse-ic finally died
poem by Randy Resh
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Exotic and erotic
I strongly incline my ears,
My sight i vividly open,
You complete my whole,
Your words and your touch,
Exotic and erotic
Your soft skin i long to touch,
Your tender voice i like,
My heart filled with desire,
Desire to love you more,
Exotic and erotic
Lets make a baby,
The pride of my seed,
So shall it be then,
Your love i desire,
Please rescue thee,
Exotic and erotic
Touch me like that,
Hold me like this,
Kiss me right there
Yes you are,
So erotic and exotic
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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The fantasy tree
Dangling by its sides,
The twigs and leaves,
Keep dancing to and fro
Making the tree swing in air.
Its beautiful bends and curve,
Smiling all the while dangling,
With its branches,
Always busy accommodating the birds.
The most beautiful tree,
With its trunk coming out,
To make a chair for every,
Naughty child to sit in respite.
The very fantasy tree,
Which is every child’s,
Most fantasy desire and dream,
To sit on its chair for a while.
31/01/09
poem by Winnie Angel
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For Heavens Sake
(gill/johnson/nash/otoole)
Leave them behind, those clouds of trouble
We have to find a world thats new
Buy a new dress and go out dancing
Do all the things you wanna do
For heavens sake, you have to break away
Unchain yourself, from the mood of today
We dont need aggression
We dont need recession
Just give us some money
Our life could be sunny too
We dont need regression
Nor means of repression
Our life could be sunny too ,ooh
Our lives should be so full of laughter
With endless joy to follow after
Summer comes to girls and boys
Never too late, but to enjoy, to enjoy
Oh come on down from your ivory tower
Unlock the doors and give us flowers
Weve wored for you now for too long
Weve done whats right, youve done us wrong
For heavens sake, we got to break away
Unchain yourself, from the mood of today
We dont need regression
Make your impression
Oooh, world is waiting
We need to go out dancing
Oooh, world is waiting
We need a new t.v.
Oooh, world is waiting
We dont need fear and fighting
Oooh, world is waiting
We dont need history
She should buy us all a drink
She should buy us all a drink
She should stop the pain, stop the pain
She should buy us all a drink
Yeah
We dont need recession
Nor means of repression
Just give us some money
Our life could be sunny too
Just give us some money
Our life could be sunny too, ooh
She should stop and think, stop and think, oooh
We dont need regression
Nor means of repression
Just give us some money
Our lives could be sunny too, ooh
song performed by by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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Over
Now that I know it is over
Where will you go.
Whose hand will you hold through the snow
As I freeze alone.
Now that my kisses have left your lips
Hidden in blue moon eclipse
Who will taste your wine.
Bittersweet as I pen my next line
Living inside of a rhyme.
Now that I know it is over
What will I sing.
The closeness melody did bring.
Lost at sea
When you took off my ring.
The cost to me
- An eternal sting
To burn my soul.
With a slow drum roll
I will fade in blue
Where our love once grew.
When gentle breeze
Whispered to trees
Of our joy so new.
Now that I know it is over
Who will kiss your hair.
Or spend the night
In lonely chair
Calling to the dawn
But finding you're not there.
There is no measure in time or space
To erase the pleasure of your face.
When I close my eyes
We forever roll in clover.
Yet, sweet woman I realise
That now it is over.
poem by Kevin East
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Release Me
I know that its time for a change
Mmm but when that change comes
Will you still feel the same?
How many times have I tried to turn this love around?
I dont want to give up
But baby its time I had two feet on the ground
Can you release me
Can you release me
Now that youre gone I cant help myself from wondering
Oh, if youd have come down from your high
Would weve been all right?
Release me
Can you release me
Chorus:
Come on baby, come on baby
You knew it was time to just let go
cause we want to be free
But somehow its just not that easy
Come on darlin, hear me darlin
cause youre a waste of time for me
Im trying to make you see
That baby youve just got to release me
Release me
Release me
Im not going back to you anymore
Finally my weakened heart is healing though very slow
So stop coming around my door
cause youre not gonna find
What youre looking for
(chorus)
What is this power youve got on me
What is this power, oh
What is it,what is it
(chorus)
Release me
Will you release me
Ah...release me
Will you release me
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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In Blue Hawaii
Tempting fate with you my love
flying high 'neath skies above,
over land and over sea
in blue Hawaii we soon will be.
If we say a fervent prayer
our faith in God should take us there,
to those palm-trees gently swaying
to golden shores where music's playing.
A sunset wedding there could be
a paradise... a fantasy,
just an Hawaiian wedding song
could live in memory all life long.
But, is this all a fairytale,
am I building castles in the air?
I am tempting fate my darling one
in blue Hawaii, in the sun.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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One Gear
It is easy for some to move in one gear.
To play it safe and cosmetic.
For purposes not to stir up dust.
Or attract attention...
To early forms of deception.
While enhancing a well maneuvered advancement.
To smolder and smooze,
With an unknown hoodwinking set to entrance.
The slicker and sly the plot...
The better.
Creative theft is not original.
Theft is theft!
But those who move in this low gear,
Can not produce and deceive at the same time.
The quality and lustre of their lies,
Leaves nothing creative about their input!
They are in one gear.
And it takes a while to notice it.
However...
Those who have?
Have been quickly dismissed.
And slandered to keep them from profit.
They were of genuine deeds,
That could not be plagiarized by those shallow!
So those who remain shallow...
Remain shallow.
And it shows that is all they know.
Moving slow in one gear.
To prove...?
To prove something insignificant,
To someone who was foolish enough to pay the price....
To observe the redundancy,
In its stagnant commitment achieved.
Giving people what they accept.
Not what they want or can get...
In this,
One gear delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Just Died In Your Arms
Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I keep looking for something
I can't get broken hearts lie all around me
And i don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed
The cats in the cradle who would've thought
That a boy like me could come to this
Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss i should've walked away
Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface i'm a name on a list i try to be discreet
But then blow it again
I've lost and found
It's my final mistake she's loving by proxy
No give and all take 'cos i've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times.
Oh i, i just died in your arms...
It was a long hot night she made it easy
She made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head
I know i was wrong
Oh i, i just died in your arms...
song performed by by H.I.M.
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The ironist is not bitter, he does not seek to undercut everything that seems worthy or serious, he scorns the cheap scoring-off of the wisecracker. He stands, so to speak, somewhat at one side, observes and speaks with a moderation which is occasionally embellished with a flash of controlled exaggeration. He speaks from a certain depth, and thus he is not of the same nature as the wit, who so often speaks from the tongue and no deeper. The wit's desire is to be funny; the ironist is only funny as a secondary achievement.
quote by Robertson Davies
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Blue Chair
Now its just you and me, my blue friend
And you say that its you that shes thinking of
And our affair must end
But if its you that shes thinking of
I think my broken heart might mend
Chorus: now its my turn to talk and your turn to think
Your turn to buy and my turn to drink
Your turn to cry and my turn to sink down in the blue chair
Down in the blue chair
Now Ive made up my mind Ive made my mistake
And I know that she cries for you
When shes barely awake
Well shes going to bend your mind
Well I hope it dont break
Chorus
Down in the blue chair
We can watch our troubles rise
Like smoke into the air
And drift up to the ceiling
Down in the blue chair
You can feel just like a boy or a man
And next minute you can find yourself kneeling
Down in the blue chair
Theyre boasting of loving the daylights right out of her in the small hours
Down in the blue chair
You say that your love lasts forever when you know the night just hours
And still I want her right now
Not any minute, hour or day
And wherever she is tonight
I want her anyway
I suppose she never said to you,
You were just in the way
Chorus
Down in the blue chair
Down in the blue
Blue becomes you
Down in the blue chair
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Release Yourself From Guilt
Why be self indulgent,
If the act is not a conscious effort?
Or participate in it with guilt?
Be still and know...
You have chosen to be as self indulgent,
As consciously possible.
Whenever and with your best ability!
This is not the time to be remorseful.
Especially when you can afford to have it...
As you wish!
And knowing it is well deserved!
Indulge!
And release yourself from guilt!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Janette
Out of your sweet lips came love,
Out of your lovely hands came romance,
And out of your soft body came something so sweet!
Oh Janette, you are my lover on this love boat forever.
Erotic is your name and erotic is your love,
For i met sweet love in your blue eyes on the first day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cold Blue Steel And Sweet Fire
Cold blue steel out of money
One eye for the beat police
Sweet fire calling
"you cant deny me
Now you know what you need"
Underneath the jungle gym
Hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief
Looking for sweet fire
Shadow of lady release
"come with me
I know the way" she says
"its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Leave someone a letter
You can come now
Or you can come later"
A wristwatch, a ring, a downstairs screamer
Edgy-black cracks of the sky
"pin-cushion-prick-
Fix this poor bad dreamer!"
"money" cold shadows reply
Pawnshops crisscrossed and padlocked
Corridors spit on prayers and pleas
Sparks fly up from sweet fire
Black soot of lady release
"come with me
I know the way" she says
"its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Does it really matter
If you come now
Or if you come on later? "
Red water in the bathroom sink
Fever and the scum brown bowl
Blue steel still begging
But its indistinct
Someones hi-fi drumming jelly roll
Concrete concentration camp
Bashing in veins for peace
Cold blue steel and sweet fire
Fall into lady release
"come with me I know the way" she says
"its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
I mean what does it really matter
Youre going to come now
Or youre going to come later
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Cold Blue Steel & Sweet Fire
Cold blue steel out of money
One eye for the beat police
Sweet fire calling
You cant deny me
Now you know what you need
Underneath the jungle gym
Hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief
Looking for sweet fire
Shadow of lady release
Come with me
I know the way she says
Its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Leave someone a letter
You can come now
Or you can come later
A wristwatch, a ring, a downstairs screamer
Edgy-black cracks of the sky
Pin-cushion-prick-
Fix this poor bad dreamer!
Money cold shadows reply
Pawnshops crisscrossed and padlocked
Corridors spit on prayers and pleas
Sparks fly up from sweet fire
Black soot of lady release
Come with me
I know the way she says
Its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Does it really matter
If you come now
Or if you come on later?
Red water in the bathroom sink
Fever and the scum brown bowl
Blue steel still begging
But its indistinct
Someones hi-fi drumming jelly roll
Concrete concentration camp
Bashing in veins for peace
Cold blue steel and sweet fire
Fall into lady release
Come with me I know the way she says
Its down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
I mean what does it really matter
Youre going to come now
Or youre going to come later
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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I Just Died In Your Arms
Oh i, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I keep looking for something
I cant get broken hearts lie all around me
And I dont see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed
The cats in the cradle who wouldve thought
That a boy like me could come to this
Oh i, I just died in your arms tonight
It mustve been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh i, I just died in your arms tonight
It mustve been some kind of kiss I shouldve walked away
Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface Im a name on a list I try to be discreet
But then blow it again
Ive lost and found
Its my final mistake shes loving by proxy
No give and all take cos Ive been thrilled to fantasy one too many times.
Oh i, I just died in your arms...
It was a long hot night she made it easy
She made it feel right
But now its over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head
I know I was wrong
Oh i, I just died in your arms...
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Not Easy To Overcome
There are huge potentials of the markets waiting for you over there,
So why can't you take advantage of it to express yourself?
For there are no finger prints in this world which are the same,
But the masters are not easy to overcome.
Show up to the course and be very objective and realistic to your muse,
And bring out a constructive commitment towards your goals!
For writing is like a skill which has an artistic roll to play always,
But the masters are not easy to overcome.
Aim at the potential markets around you and try to get there!
For i will meet you when you get there;
But breaking through these markets will let you feel heaven right here on earth!
All the same, the masters are not easy to overcome.
These huge potentials of these markets are what you need,
But criticise me if i am wrong;
For the true potentials of your talents are what makes up the markets,
And you need a break through to satisfy your muse with your mind!
But the masters are not easy to overcome.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The phenomenon of desire
A man is more erotic
In desiring a woman
Than her desiring him.
A woman is more erotic
In tempting him to desire
Than her desiring him.
11.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mental Depression
mental depression, aggression, obsession
mental oppression, discretion, regression
relationship, a broken vow
the wire you walk so tight
oh no, it breaks, you fall
you won't turn down
you won't turn vow
mental depression, obsession, regression
mental depression, obsession, regression
mental obsession, regression, tension
we fall down and feel it break
oh, feel a vow and feel it break
mental depression, obsession, regression
mental depression, depression, depressure
depression
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Regression to the stage of early infancy is not a suitable method in and of itself. Such a regression can only be effective if it happens in the natural course of therapy and if the client is able to maintain adult consciousness at the same time.
quote by Alice Miller
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We Are the Results of Our Seductions
Dieting on erotic products,
Induces an hypnotic feeling started.
And like a narcotic,
We are quick to become hooked.
Baited with temptations...
Seasoned to fry,
Or baked like a fish cooked.
And this mainlining,
Done to us without the prick of needles.
Afflicted with addictions done...
Without the prick of needles.
Dieting to get a fix,
Without the prick of needles to assist it.
Baited with temptations...
Seasoned to fry,
Or baked like a fish cooked.
Hooked!
We are the results of our seductions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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