Beating Around The Bush
women like to go around
sometimes without their knowing
they move away
from the center of their
attraction
that only point in the navel of
love that keeps them going
i own it
and i can always give it
even without their
asking
all that they can do is simply
use a metaphor
which can be easily understood
like a bud unfolding
into a flower
spreading perfume
under my nose
down to that lower part of the delta
of my belly
it does not each there though
a woman needs to say at least hello.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Two Sided Love
Two Sided Love
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted 24 2009
Women think with their hearts,
men think with their Johnson.
Women think with their heads,
men think with the wrong head, they have two heads.
Women give love with men,
men give screwing with women.
Women want to touch men,
men want to get abusive to women.
Women want be emotional with men,
men want to be unemotional with women.
Women want have physical attraction with men,
men want to give the abusive apart to women.
Women want sex with men,
men want to give rape to women.
Women wants to talk to men,
men want watch TV and screw women.
Women want to eat out with men,
men want a free ride from the women.
Women want to go to movies with men,
men want play games on computer.
Women want children with the men,
men are children.
Women are independent,
men are dependent.
Women achieve goals,
men half the time never finish their goals.
Women are unselfish even caring to men,
men are selfish besides uncaring to women.
Women give true love to men,
men give infatuation to woman.
poem by Lori Triggs
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What Every Woman Lives For
(words & music by pomus - shuman)
She may say she needs fancy bangles and beads
Thats part of a womans plan
But what every woman lives for
What every woman lives for
Is to give her love to a man
Wise men have known women cant live alone
So a woman should understand
That what every woman lives for
What every woman lives for
Is to give her love to a man
He may not be the kind you find in picture books
A real life hero with dashing handsome looks
He may not be the guy that youve been dreaming of
But that wont stop you from giving him your love
So dear, cant you see that it was meant to be
Its part, part of our destiny
cause what every woman lives for
What every woman lives for
Is to give her love to a man
And I hope that man is me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Woman Dont Want To Love Me
Woman dont want to love me
She says it makes her cry
Woman dont want to love me
Thats an alibi
Lovin gets complicated
You have to want to cry
The point is simply stated
You go looking for some perfection
Youre gonna lose some affection
By and by
Woman dont want to love me
She says she wants to go
Woman dont want to love me
Shes tired of feelin low
cause lovin gets complicated
You start with what you know
The point is simply stated
Fill yourself with emotion
You earn yourself some devotion and you grow
Woman dont want to love me
She hates to be alone
Woman dont want to love me
She hates the telephone
cause lovin gets complicated
Singing with the band
The point is simply stated
Im gonna fix this situation
With the final liberation
Of this man
song performed by by Chicago
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Anything That's Part Of You (#2)
I memorize the note you sent
Go all the places that we went
I seem to search the whole day through
For anything that's part of you
I kept a ribbon from your hair
A breath of perfume lingers there
It helps to cheer me when Im blue
Anything that's part of you
Oh, how it hurts to miss you so
When I know you don't love me anymore
To go on needing you
Knowing you don't need me
No reason left for me to live
What can I take, what can I give
When Id give all of someone new
For anything that's part of you
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Kim Corda...
if you cannot be a gentleman
since you are never one
as you claim to be
with women as simply objects of your pleasure
with money as your god
and exploitation always your motive
in the self that is above all else
the center of your tiny universe
may i then advice you
to just, just
pretend to be a gentleman and do not
do not
ever hurt the one who loves you
because that one
has no control over this part
that we call the heart
this feeling that we
call love
so please i beg you
hide in that pretense
and be the man of this world
that any man or woman
cannot forget
at least in one moment of his/her life
that she/he
had ever fallen in love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Beautiful Flower
A tiny bud
Took birth in a garden
Matured into a beautiful flower
It’s Eye catching colors
Maddening aroma
Became center of attraction
For one and many
All coming to the garden
Adored it
Fellow flowers
Became envious
The beautiful flower saw all this
But kept on blooming
Didn’t bother
Who is envious or attracted?
Continued
Spreading fragrance
Without getting distracted
Kept on doing
What he had to do
One day it perished
Justified its birth
Before dying
Leaving pleasant memories
For those who
Saw and smelled it
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Anything Thats Part Of You
(words & music by don robertson)
I memorize the note you sent
Go all the places that we went
I seem to search the whole day through
For anything thats part of you
I kept a ribbon from your hair
A breath of perfume lingers there
It helps to cheer me when Im blue
Anything thats part of you
Oh, how it hurts to miss you so
When I know you dont love me anymore
To go on needing you
Knowing you dont need me
No reason left for me to live
What can I take, what can I give
When Id give all of someone new
For anything thats part of you
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Small Nose
Unfolding red rose
perfume permeates warm air
around her small nose.
poem by Terry Collett
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Agree To My Proposal
Do not blame
If my heart
Throbs for you
I simply can't stop
Loving you
It’s not my fault
Your beauty
Enamors me
Your grace and poise
Pleases me
You are the
Center of attraction
On every occasion
An eye sore to
All women
Accept the fact
With nicety
Agree to my proposal
Of spending
Life with me
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Primrose, Being at Montgomery Castle, Upon the Hill, on Which It Is Situate
UPON this Primrose hill,
Where, if heaven would distil
A shower of rain, each several drop might go
To his own primrose, and grow manna so;
And where their form, and their infinity
Make a terrestrial galaxy,
As the small stars do in the sky;
I walk to find a true love; and I see
That 'tis not a mere woman, that is she,
But must or more or less than woman be.
Yet know I not, which flower
I wish; a six, or four;
For should my true-love less than woman be,
She were scarce anything; and then, should she
Be more than woman, she would get above
All thought of sex, and think to move
My heart to study her, and not to love.
Both these were monsters; since there must reside
Falsehood in woman, I could more abide,
She were by art, than nature falsified.
Live, primrose, then, and thrive
With thy true number five;
And, woman, whom this flower doth represent,
With this mysterious number be content;
Ten is the farthest number; if half ten
Belongs to each woman, then
Each woman may take half us men;
Or—if this will not serve their turn—since all
Numbers are odd, or even, and they fall
First into five, women may take us all.
poem by John Donne
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A freudian slip (who nose?)
I want to clear this matter up some way
And at the same time make my point
That love note I sent you the other day?
The one that got your nose all out of joint?
I think I simply typed too fast
And didn’t say what I meant to say
Not …“I like your huge, turnip nose”…
But “I like your cute turned up nose”
Was What I really meant to say
poem by David Whalen
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Turned-up nose
I want to clear this matter up some way
And at the same time make my point
That love note I sent you the other day?
The one that got your nose all out of joint?
I think I simply typed too fast
And didn’t say what I meant to say
Not …“I like your huge, turnip nose”…
But “I like your cute turned up nose”
Was What I really meant to say
poem by David Whalen
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Cat's Eye Apple Pie (B- Side To Shanghai'd In Shanghai)
Cat's eye, apple pie, what am I going to do,
The woman I loved walked out on me,
What am I going to do.
Hound dog, bull frog, she just up and gone,
The woman I love has done me wrong,
What am I going to do.
Green beans, blackeyed peas,
What am I going to do,
The woman I love has let me down,
What am I going to do.
She's a delta queen know what I mean,
As mean as wildfire lightnin',
She can win and break the heart of any man,
She's the delta queen of New Orleans ,
And she loved me somethin' frightnin',
But she left me for a dollar wavin' man
song performed by by Nazareth
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The hindustani dress is the sexiest.
A short blouse, low cut skirt,
belly open beyond navel,
a sash worn across the breast,
the most sexiest dress
a woman can have to excite men.
The belly reminds you of your abode;
The curve of the blouse
reminds you of your earlier sucking.
The frills remind you of the spot
underneath, the exit door.
The hindustani dress is ever invented
To make woman more alluring.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her own style of begging
A young lady,
in an eagle-spread shape,
lying aside the road,
at a lonely place,
had no clothes
on the upper part of her body,
The lower garments i.e. sari & petticoat,
were touching her navel point.
kept over her thighs.
the navicular part,
between both her thighs,
covered with hairy-bushes,
was representing
a rape-case,
making much noise,
crying for vigorous violation of her virginity.
all It was her own style of begging,
while nothing was done like that of,
she was crying for.
......................................... ................
poem by Rani Madhubala
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Death Married Death In Death
Death looks at a flower, screaming I am beautiful
look here I am, come eat me, alone.
Death hovers, smiling, never waiting, walking always
by, knowing that,
any thing that touches it will also soon, never die.
Death is love, love is death, why are you both, death
is your pet pink pig, and two flying pearls.
Death is a dry cracked nipple, sleeping, holding on
to the flesh untill it falls off.
Death is a bullet fixed, never moving, why does the
world move you through it.
Death is a voice always quite, sounding alarms to
walk across the street knowing you look while you
come running.
Death is a woman, who is crazy, thinking the world is
spinning into her coffee.
Death to all men who think they can save the woman
by marring death and eating her sandwich.
Death fingered you, you loved it, now you finger me,
leaving my bee exposed on the flower, you buzzed.
Death's own flower is always sweet and poignant on me..
It is always open for you to smell..............
and it's red alarms, you ignored...
still here now it comes, alone....to see you as one....
poem by Is It Poetry
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Flower was a good metaphor for growth. The song is obviously about sexual responsibility, so that was the main metaphor. Also, it's like knowing who someone has been and remembering and appreciating that, but really appreciating what they are now even more.
quote by Jody Watley
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Egyptology
I am the Sphinx.
I am the woman buried in sand
up to her chin.
I am waiting for an archaeologist
to unearth me,
to dig out my neck & my nipples,
bare my claws
& solve my riddle.
No one has solved my riddle
since Oedipus.
I face the pyramids which rise
like angular breasts
from the dry body of Egypt.
My fertile river is flowing down below-
a lovely lower kingdom.
Every woman should have a delta
with such rich silt-
brown as the buttocks
of Nubian queens.
O friend, why have you come to Egypt?
Aton & Yahweh
are still feuding.
Moses is leading his people
& speaking of guilt.
The voice out of the volcano
will not be still.
A religion of death,
a woman buried alive.
For thousands of years
the sand drifted over my head.
My sex was a desert,
my hair more porous than pumice,
& nobody sucked my lips
to make me tell.
The pyramid breasts, though huge,
will never sag.
In the center of each one,
a king lies buried.
In the center of each one,
a darkened chamber. . .
a tunnel,
dead men's bones,
malignant gold.
poem by Erica Jong
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Scorn
I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just...
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman
So don't you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
It's all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
It's time to move over
song performed by by Portishead
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Glory Box
Im so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For Ive been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
Were all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman
So dont you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
Its time to move over
song performed by by Portishead
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