Experienced
once ascetic, one jumps to an experimentation of life
giving up to passion, maximizing the sensuality of the flesh
enjoying the fulfillment of every dream of lust
catering to all amorous adventures
following the flow of every impulse of the glands
without any fear, taking in whatever is wanted
to fortify the will of the mind less the spirit
and having learned all these through a first hand experience
one can say at the end
' i was there, and it was good, and it was enough'
now back to myself again.
alone. strong. powerful. knowledgeable.
after evil, the good prevails
as always.
back to purity. wash and clean
the past.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Gunpowder Plot (Let This Be A Lesson)
Your idea's liked by us,
but son, you know too much.
If you won't be a slave,
we'll send you to your grave!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
Don't let him up on stage;
He'll end our golden age.
The world's not ready yet;
Take him out, he's a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The bodies pile up;
everyone knows too much.
The world's not ready yet;
Take them out, they're a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The world's not ready yet;
The world's not ready yet!
Let this be a lesson;
Your product's a lemon!
poem by Michael Fischer
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Shivering With Passion
Shivering with passion
Shivering with passion
As soon as his lips on mine
Lust creeps up my whole spine
His large hands playing on me
All inches of body aching for more
Keep up your powerful skill
Withdraw my resistance out
To make me without any will
Just panting for him
Shivering with passion
Total body compatibility
No other way of serenity
Let it be let lust overcome
Any hidden upcoming fear
Throw and shut it out of mind
This passion is burning me blind
his touching with such dexterity
Absolute tremendous sensuality
Shivering with passion
For the moment nothing counts
Than feeling his real desire
Taking my body as part of his
Demanding responding his way
Waves of pleasures splashing
Into my very internal caves
Nobody ever did it so right
Till his soft open lips aroused mine
Shivering with passion
When starting to wet within
Asking for more to be explored
Pit in my stomach vibrations
Tongues searching to restore
Lost sensible sensations
Stretching in wonderful ways
Whole of myself arching
In pain to absolute surrender
Shivering with passion
Only once in lifetime can one find
Such a total flesh connection
This thirst and hunger of mine
To renew the encounters
More and many more times
How will I ever have the strength
To leave this outbursting lovemaking
Once consumed behind
I shall always shiver with
A certain kind of passion
When in the future surfaces
sudden warm thoughts of that
love making of the past
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Lasso The Moon
She carries the water from the well in the morning
While the sand burns her feet the sun only stares
And the loneliness lingers with slow grasping fingers
As the afternoon withers the flowers in her hair
Then night fills the sky as she sits on the hillside
And memories drift by like clouds past the stars
Recalling romances and all the bright chances
But none of them lasted. they passed through her heart
And she says -
Where is a man who can build a good fire
With a passion as wide as the sky at high noon
A man whose hand is strong as his longing
Where is the man who can lasso the moon
She falls asleep and her dreams are her blanket
And she shares with the moon the secret she knows
As the dawn leaves its tears to wash the dry valley
The tears of a woman can wash a mans soul
And she says -
Where is a man who can build a good fire
With a passion as wide as the sky at high noon
A man whose hand is strong as his longing
Where is the man who can lasso the moon
And she says -
Where is a man who can build a good fire
With a passion as wide as the sky at high noon
A man whose hand is strong as his longing
Where is the man who can lasso the moon
And I say -
I am a man who can build a good fire
And my passions as wide as the sky at high noon
Come take my hand, its as strong as your longing
Just say the word and Ill lasso the moon
song performed by by Level 42
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Fear Not My Love
Fear not my love
Take me back into your heart
Fear not my love
Let us make a fresh start
Fear not my love
The past is behind
Fear not my love
No more doubts in your mind
Fear not my love
Let me give back all I abused
Fear not my love
Perspicuous, lucid, unconfused
Fear not my love
I'll not withhold or reserve
Fear not my love
You shall have all you deserve
Fear not my love
In my arms be secure
Fear not my love
For all time it will endure
Fear not my love
It is yours for the taking
Fear not my love
It is ours for the making
Fear not my love
Seek the future we planned
Fear not my love
Together hand in hand
poem by Michael Ernst
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Taking It Back
I've been away so long I hardly knew the place
Its been too long since I've been gone
Just like a rolling stone I aint got no home
But my boys are back in town
It's been two long years since I've been on the run
From lawyers lovers monies and a lawmans son
You thought it was the last that you heard of me
But you better back up to catch up with me
Cause I'm livin in the fast lane
Speedin like a speed train
Just before I fall, just before I fall off the track
Taking it back
Im taking it back
Taking it back
You took it away took it away
All I can say is we're taking it back
Ive been away so long its good to see your face
Barkeep wont you buy me a round?
We'll raise a glass to the good times past
Then we'll dance this damn place down
Taking it back(Repeat 3x)
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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I have a different mentality when it comes to catering to a man, I just won't allow it. Don't get me wrong, I'll do for you but I'm not taking care of no man and catering to him for life; he better be bringing something to the table. I learned that from my mother and my grandmother.
quote by Teena Marie
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Evil That Dwells Within
I see faces that walk past me, And a shadow that stands beside me, I see you and the evil sees me.
When I am alone the evil always calls to me, The evil whispers to me but only inside my head, The evil is always around me and influencing my hatred of others.
The evil so frighting that others would flee from it but I find A new view of life with it, When good should envelope me the evil burns it away from me. I have no room for your pathetic lies and excuses this evil inside me is all I need.
It never judges only befriends me, I hate it but I wish to love it, With the evil that dwells within I can do anything and not fear anything or anyone, Speak my mind with decision I have not found my religion. God was never there but the evil that fills me.
I am angry and always seem to be, Only A few are selected to see the good in me, Others will have to deal with the evil that stands beside me, People judged to many times and now my mind is full of hatred, Burning my feelings and spitting on me.
I have never been bullied but people do it visually by glaring at me, Not my popular friends but the ones who don't know me, I hate you and wish to see you feel the evil within me, But I will not release it because it would make A scene.
When my time is right and Satan depicts and calls back the evil within me, Than I will be free. I am to young to live this way but feel I need to be to teach me a lesson, By doing it carefully. My friends Don't know the way I view things because I hide it like I have hid everything, I am close to them but still the evil seems to follow me.
Some days are worse when the evil influences everyone around me and they seem to turn it all on me, they can't contain my evil like I can contain it, The evil is powerful but not more powerful than me, But the evil can change my mood faster than a bullet can kill an enemy.
My mood changes and all I see is Red and Blasphemy, Go into a dark fit that is inside me, Brings up my anger and hatred that I feel towards others. Can't stop the anger from rising but it is all I can do to strive and fight the feelings inside me.
I gain control and the evil will never take hold, It follows me and is the shadow beside me.
poem by Connor Whyte
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Struggles Within
Nothing good in this flesh of mine, creating havoc from time to time,
For with this heart, deceitful at best, I am wearied and seldom at rest.
Who knows the depth of my heart, from which, I would like to depart,
With wickedness deep down within, it causes me to stray towards sin.
And with my sinful darkened mind, while living this life, it’s so unkind,
Reaching way back into yesteryear, my old sinful past is always near.
Dragging up my old sinful ways; causing me pain in my present days,
Giving the enemy old things to cast; at my present life, from the past.
In this head, these wandering eyes, looking at those things I despise,
The things of lust upon this earth; things which have no eternal worth.
Straying towards those things of lust, that in time simply turn to dust,
This causes my new faith to wane, while creating in my heart old pain.
These struggles I have with my flesh, is not from God a spiritual test,
But my struggles are from within, from this body that was born in sin.
Struggles that I have day to day, when I do not let God have His way,
Allowing God to change all my life, through The Savior, Jesus Christ.
For God sends to me when I believe, The Holy Spirit, whom I receive,
Christ embraces me as His own, and changes my old heart of stone,
From all that sin I’ve been freed, with no more struggles soon indeed,
As Christ this day is preparing me, to live without struggle for eternity.
(07/2007)
Sage Law Wisdom Learned
Universal law of life
respected wise people
knowledgeable wise
experienced seasoned
in wisdom life learned
Revered for wisdom
revered for good
judgement wisdom
long experience gained
really lifetime learned?
Sage law dictates
law of young born old
old soul life reborn
old soul new born
past lessons learned
Sixty at sixteen
pales beside wisdom
universal at five six
eyes watching
eye knowing
Eyes thinking
mind expanding
listening learning
absorbing time
prepare life purpose
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Good To Be Back
Written by pam reswick/steve werfel
Background vocals: natalie cole
Let me look at you, just look at you
Youre a sight for sore eyes, yes you are
If you knew how many nights I spent holding you so tight
Then Id wake up and were still apart
Now youre really near and Im really here
And I can wrap my arms around you, yes I can
This is just like I remember, no I think its even better
Maybe even more than I can stand
Baby, its good to be back, so good to be back
Baby, its good to be back in your arms again
Baby, its good to be back, so good to be back
Honey, its good to be back with you, oh yeah
Well its not the first time weve been apart
But as far as Im concerned its the last
I dont care what we have to do to stay together from now on
But those days away from you are past
cause when I go through the day and I havent seen your face
Seems like nothing that I do feels right
Youre the one I wanna see when I wake up every day
Youre the one I wanna kiss goodnight
Baby, its good to be back, so good to be back
Baby, its good to be back in your arms again (ooh)
Baby, its good to be back, so good to be back
Honey, its good to be back with you
So good, so good, so good, so good, so good with you, baby
So good with you
Why dont you start me up with just one kiss
Thats just one of the things Ive missed
You better kiss me once again til it finally settles in
Well, I think I could get used to this
Baby, its good to be back, so good, so good to be back, real good
Baby, its good to be back in your arms again, I just got to say it
Good to be back, so good to be back
Honey, its good to be back with you
Baby, its good to be back, feels mighty good to be back
Baby, its good to be back with you
Baby, its good to be back, so good, so good to be back
Aw honey, honey its good to be back with you
And its so good to be back, aw sing it girls
Yeah, good to be back, I like the way you sang
Baby, its good to be back in youre arms again
Sang, sang, sang, sang
And its so good to be back...
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Dont Rush The Good Things
(n. gammack)
Producer: carter
Album: private dancer emi centenary edition (96)
B-side of the uk/ger whats love got to do with it single
Bought me a bottle of wine
Im gonna drink it tonight
And you can join me
Its gonna make us feel alright
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Im gonna sip it slowly
Im not gonna rock it back
I am no historier but i
Ive learned from my past what Ive learned
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Its a slow job falling in love
Its a slow job
Falling in love its a slow job
Dont rush good things tonight
You and me baby
No need to rush it tonight
Cause we got all the time in the world
Get it back, get it back
Get it back, get it back
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Man On The Side
six numbers
one more to dial
before i'm before you
i tried to call
been busy all night
gave up waiting at daylight
excuse me mrs. busybody
could you pencil me in when you can?
though we both know
that the worst part about it
is i would be free when you wanted me
if you wanted me
oh, i am the man on the side
hoping you'll make up your mind
i am the one who will swallow his pride
life as the man on the side
one of the many
but one of the few
to stand back and wait for you
excuse me mrs. busybody
could you pencil me in when you can?
though we both know that the worst part about it
is i would be free when you wanted me
if you wanted me
if you wanted me
oh, i am the man on the side
hoping you'll make up your mind
i am the one who will swallow his pride
life as the man on the side
life as the man on the side
i fell in love with a dream that i built of you
playing the part of the queen
taking my own advice
i'm giving up tonight
good luck to you and the king
excuse me mrs. busybody
could you pencil in?
though we both know that the worst part about it
is i would be free when you wanted me
if you wanted me
if you wanted me
i am the man on the side
hoping you'll make up your mind
i am the one who will swallow his pride
life as the man
you know life as the man
living life as the man on the side
song performed by by John Mayer
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In the Giving There's A Benefit
To have awakened is a good thing to be!
And I have learned,
In the many years it has taken me to do it...
That the being there for someone else,
Will not automatically be interpretated...
As an appreciation to be shown one day,
With a reciprocation known that's received.
I have learned,
There will be many taking others for granted...
With a doing which is believed,
A duty to misuse someone dependable.
Until a reality hits and a doing this is missed.
And a waiting to sit by a telephone,
Wishing to hear it ring is a familiar sound gone.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
To have awakened is a good thing to be.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to misuse.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
Those who give are not desperate.
Oh yes I've learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breaking The Chain
To find my spirit, is to free my mind.
My mind tells me what I want.
My spirit tells me what I already have.
What is pleasing to the eyes,
Is poison to the spirit.
Love things and use people.
Give the power to a thought,
Leaves me powerless.
My mind wants control of all.
My spirit says I must control myself.
For it is all I have the power to do.
If I fear I am sick,
I can will myself to feel sick.
Even though I am really well.
I live according to my fears.
My life is surrounded by my giant.
I cannot breathe.
I am suffocated, by what I imagine.
I think what once was, still is.
I fear for my future, based on my past.
I cannot move forward,
If I am constantly held back.
By the chains of my mind that bind me,
I can only be at one place at one time.
My past or my present.
If I hold on to both,
One hand on my past, one on my future,
They each pull me in opposite directions,
Leaving me torn.
Let go of the past.
Grab a hold of the future with both hands.
It's will to be a wild ride!
With my mind, all things are probable.
With my spirit, all things are possible.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Of Evil Defined
An old Russian proverb that states: 'There can be no good without evil'.
All the world today is in an upheaval.
Let’s prevail to overcome all evil.
We all know there’s always a battle between good and evil.
For what is evil defined; One with a twisted mind.
And we all know that evil is in the back of everyone’s mind.
Always seeing evil can make us blind.
It can even make you loose your mind.
Just remember this proverb of mine: Good can prevail from all of mankind.
poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Haunted by my past only making me stronger
the more i try to push my past away,
the more i am reminded by it everyday,
it will never be just the past,
alot of things were done to me,
that i will never get back,
nor will i even forget,
the pain of that haunts me,
day by day,
night by night,
no matter what it still finds me,
there really nothing i can do,
but to relive my past,
and try to understand it the best i can,
good people who come into my life,
will always trigger me,
bring up the worse part of the pain,
the closer they get,
but i'm learning that it all not bad,
if the experience is in a safe way,
i will always look back,
and wonder why things can't be different at times,
but for the most part,
it reminds me just how strong i am,
and how strong i am becoming,
these are the proud moments,
i will always remember.
poem by Mona Martinez
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The Whisper
Cries from the aisles
The tolling of the judgement bell
Eyes watched the violence
The absence of those who have
Seen, marks the faith of the spell
Cold is the viper
Stalking the night for the heat
It must find
Time is the promise
Delivered with stunning consistency
Line after line, time after time
The innocent victim awaits...
Please take my hand
Dont be afraid
I am your master
You are my slave
Voices are calling me back
Back to the day
Footsteps had followed
Me faster... listen
Screams from a new love
The passion was burning, it singed in a stare
Free under the night sun
The fear of the hunger
Will always be there in my mind
Time after time the morning
Will close a new page
Please take my hand
Dont be afraid
I am your master
You are my slave
Follow the impulse you have
Ill show you the way
Forget what youve learned in the past now
Listen and...
song performed by by Queensryche
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Psalm 51
Create in me a clean heart o God
And renew a right spirit within me
Create in me a clean heart o God
Release me from this sin and set me free
Restore unto me, the joy of my salvation
And take not thy holy Spirit from me
Restore unto me the joy of my salvation
O Lord I was so blind but now I see
Wash me with your cleansing blood
Wash me whiter than the whitest snow
Wash me with your cleansing blood
May I surrender to the heavnly flow
A broken and a contrite heart
These I know you'll not despise
A broken and a contrite heart
On your mercy my heart alone relies
Without your hand I could not stand
My heart would crumble in the dust
I have no other place to go
In God alone I put my trust
Where could I go where would I turn?
For you are life all else is death
I'll walk with you my heart shall burn
And I will feel the Spirit's breath
poem by Frank McEleny
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Good Sister/bad Sister
Good sister bad sister
Better burn that dress sister
Scar tissue blood blister
Suck upon the dregs sister whoa
I try but I cant and I want to so bad and
Good sister bad sister
Your different from the rest sister
Choke strangle rip kiss her
Sell me down the river sister whoa
I try but I cant and I want to so bad and
I try and I try and I try and
Cmere and sit down just for a sec please just when your done
You choking on big black bloody mouthfulls of it
Pet me and I am your dog descent
Your choking on your candy flesh
Ill be the biggest scar in your back
Run down it jagged and make it back
Ill be the biggest dick that you ever had
Hey want it back you want it back you want it
Good sister bad sister
Better tell me what you want sister
Never wash your back sister
Even you cannot resist her whoa
I try but I cant and I want to so bad and
I try and I try
She comes to crucify all this earlies
And sugar comes from her other race
Ill be the biggest scar
Run down and jagged and make it a bly
Ill be the biggest star in your sky
You want it back you want it back you want it back
She is incredulous
Choking on her candy flesh
Ill be the biggest scar in your back
Run down and jagged and make it back
Ill be the biggest dick that you ever had
You want it back you want it back you want it back
song performed by by Hole
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It Bothered Me
I saw a surveillance video
From a camera mounted on a public bus;
Two guys were having an augment,
But only one really wanted to fuss.
The evil guy continued to fuss.
He didn’t even know the good guys name;
He fussed and fussed and made fun,
To him it was like a game.
The good guy looked as if he wanted to leave,
That he could not believe this day;
But when he stood, to exit the bus.
The evil guy stood in his way.
The evil guy took out a knife;
That was concealed in his pocket.
All the passengers ran off the bus;
So fast, just like a rocket.
The evil guy stabbed and stabbed again
Till the good guy was on the floor.
Then he turned with haste, not looking back;
And quickly went out the door.
I couldn’t sleep for nights to come;
That video really bothered me,
I didn’t understand how the evil guy
Could attack a stranger so brutality.
That video extremely bothered me,
It made my heart so sad.
The evil guy didn’t even know the man;
If he was a husband, brother or dad.
Yes, the good guy did survive,
It was only by God’s grace.
I wonder why no one helped;
Just ran at such fast pace.
And so I ask the question today,
Not just to you, also to me.
If we were on that bus, that day
Would we had helped, or turned to flee?
Copyright © 2009 by-Phyllis Strong
poem by Phyllis Strong
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