If I Smell Like An Aprodisiac
i could be an aroma
of the strong aged
wine in your mind
the one that tickles
the nerves of your
nose
wanting to kiss
joy and
perhaps even
have a dance
in the flame with
lust
it is all in the mind
and for as long as you erase
everything
that you think you know about
this person
that guy that lover
that you have not even
touched
they you will always get me
wrong
an image, a mirage,
a rainbow, a mist
a bug,
a soft white curtain
always shaping the breaths
of your wind
listen to your heart
it may speak about someone else
the one you have not met
not judged
not framed
the one that looks like a window
looking out to sea
a nameless horizon
a drift the drip
without the strips and
the stripes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kiss Me Everything! ! !
Kiss me heart and said i'love you.
Kiss me from warm your eyes rays and said all better.
Kiss me from your sweet lips i'was everything.
Kiss me from your desire was embrace by you.i'was passing yearning fogs.
Kiss me with your soft face the angel gave peace on my heart.
Kiss me the rainbow gave the colour to illustrate my dreams.
Kiss me my blue clouds will lie down all tired i'to you.
Kiss me the green leaves penetrating freshness bellows of the heart and mind.
Kiss me the wind-the blowing wind continued the long breath in the life.
Kiss me the wave of the birds wings in the branch, stamped the love and the spirit.
Kiss me the flower and was kissed by me again went through the sun and the rain.
Kiss me the river gave my warm regards to the ocean.
Kiss me the nature said to my heart sweetheart.
I kissed him through all
the life breath in the world.
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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White Boy
Black boys employ salassie
We kiss we define
White hands white hearts
The gender
How can I make you mine
Take me to god
In a world of blank kisses
Who breaks the colours
I know what this is
A one man show
Thats how we know
Thats how we know
Your white does the blood flow
Chorus:
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
White boys fall out
In a whirl of decisions
Show me what is
Then show me what isnt
A heart too slow
Thats how we know
Thats how we know
Your white does the blood flow
(chorus)
Youre so white
Youre so white
White boy (x6)
White boy dance
Do something sweet
Like pull my heart
Like use your feet
Like steal some culture
Lets fake this dance
A white boy kiss
A white boy chance
Dont take me over
Abuse my heart
When I change colour Im here stop start
Hey devil kiss me
Im taking chances
Not faking my culture
The rythym it dances
I love your wisdom
I love your mind
White boys are babys (not my kind)
This lust in fashion
Thats my sin
By falling out
Were falling in
Now Im broken
Watch it flow
Im taking over
Cant let go (falling out with the bad boys)
song performed by by Culture Club
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A Lyric From The Heart! ! !
a lad in the falling rain
with his mighty umbrella
moves through the flooded road
he feels the water cold
through the way,
in the rain,
by blowing wind
a 'DUPATTA' touched his face
with the wet touch the cloth
she moves with the drip-drip music of the rain
she turns to him,
her smile touches his heart
soon the wind blowed the rain
even in that wet look
she is just like an angel
an angel from heaven in the rain
like the wind moved the rain
she moved him
her eyes carried him
through the unknown way
something he had to say
he dont know, how to say
some words raised in his mind
he singed the unknown words
in the drip-drip music of rain
she heard his
she looked him with a smile
the rain went off
calm & cold wind blowed
Ecstasy of the evening
with a rejuvenated feel
he walked back
with the drip-drip music of rain
and with the lyrics from his heart! !
I hear the Lark.
I hear the lark, said Alice,
it sings in my ear like an
angel's voice, brings me
pleasure in my darkest
hour, plays in my mind
like an echoing dream.
I see the morning sun,
its beams dance at my
feet, swirl around like a
child at play, my eyes
rejoice at the sight I see,
dread the thought of
blindness in some new
day's gift, push away the
ideas as if they were flies,
push all away like one fulfilled.
I smell the lily's scent, its
aroma brings me out in a
rash of joy, its smell invades
my nose like a vanquishing
army, opens me up to the
pleasures of smell, makes
me want to sniff forever,
drink in until my head swims,
my sleep recalls the aroma's kiss.
I feel my lover's fingers along
my flesh, sense his skin smooth
along mine like a skater on ice,
like one sliding across a polished
floor, the fingers caressing like
a butterfly's touch, tickling to
laughter, fondling until my voice
says, ah, don't stop, fill me up,
squeeze all on until the final drop.
I breathe the wind's breath,
inhale the morning's freshness,
the air of angel's exhalation,
my lungs take in like a greedy
girl, sup in each particle as I
dance along, remembering now
the air of summer, the filling
of my lungs like a fish the water,
opening my lips in a happy song,
my voice singing across an open sea.
I taste my lover's tongue touch
mine, feel the tongue and mine
in dance, lick and lick until the
pleasures erupt, the places engorge
and swell, I taste the saltiness
of my lover's sex, the sweetness
of the heavenly hive, the tongue
swimming along my lover's thigh
and arm and on and on, my taste
buds explode into a rainbow of
colours, my tongue feeling like
a snail's flesh, moving and sensing
until my mind says, No more, no
more and I hear the waves of dark
depression surge in on my shore.
poem by Terry Collett
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Fluid
emotions you must realize are fluid
and they flow sometimes misguidedly
sometimes blocked and
dammed and you see
a jail, a cell, a wall, an island without a bridge
a sea without a boat
a rainy day without any rainbow,
you are fluid, you must realize that too,
you flow, and surge and rage and
fall, sometimes, you splatter
and feel like a splinter
of a hand
grenade.
you feel something that behaves like a river inside you
and you hear the sound of rage, sometimes just a hush
or even a rain dropping from the sky to the gutter,
and you feel you're inside this gutter
and you have no control, about where to go and what to do,
this is
what is dripping all about
drip, drip, drip, and you feel this sloshing mind like a slime
getting inside the sensational strips of your throat
like words in your mind
pouring unceasingly, to make this poem.
what is this all about? you pretend to know. What to do about it?
i know you do not really know. Gut it. Gut feel it. Trust your heart.
Let the rage seep in like it is an innate part of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fluid Emotions
emotions you must realize are fluid
and they flow sometimes misguidedly
sometimes blocked and
dammed and you see
a jail, a cell, a wall, an island without a bridge
a sea without a boat
a rainy day without any rainbow,
you are fluid, you must realize that too,
you flow, and surge and rage and
fall, sometimes, you splatter
and feel like a splinter
of a hand
grenade.
you feel something that behaves like a river inside you
and you hear the sound of rage, sometimes just a hush
or even a rain dropping from the sky to the gutter,
and you feel you're inside this gutter
and you have no control, about where to go and what to do,
this is
what is dripping all about
drip, drip, drip, and you feel this sloshing mind like a slime
getting inside the sensational strips of your throat
like words in your mind
pouring unceasingly, to make this poem.
what is this all about? you pretend to know. What to do about it?
i know you do not really know. Gut it. Gut feel it. Trust your heart.
Let the rage seep in like it is an innate part of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hello, Rainbow!
Rainbow, Rainbow
that was her nickname.
A name she had obtained,
for all the colors she'd appreciate.
Rainbow, Rainbow
that was her calling
to come out in style to show the worlds vibrant.
Rainbow, Rainbow
they laughed at her colors
said she was different
not normal like others.
Rainbow, Rainbow
they took her as a joke.
Just a mere girl looking for attention you know?
Rainbow, Rainbow
lover of rain
not a care in the world of what other people say.
Rainbow, Rainbow
she started too change
The world saw her brightly
now shes all black and grey.
Rainbow, Rainbow
why goes this way.
We've all secretly loved you.
So why not stay the same!
Rainbow, Rainbow
you bring us joy
You shed light too our day.
So go back to your ways
Rainbow, Rainbow
we appreciate your love!
We see differently now
so stay who you are.
Rainbow, Rainbow!
That's who I am.
A girl of 14
who is oddly at best.
Rainbow, Rainbow!
Everyone calls me that.
I'm just a use for you all
, but i don't mind that.
Rainbow, Rainbow
A mirror image I am.
A reflection of colors
that most people don't understand.
Rainbow, Rainbow
you called my name?
Why hello I'm here.
To shed light to your day
poem by Michelle Mawyin
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Speak to me Gently
Speak to me gently
words as soft as a sea breeze
Touch me with your hands
as well as your heart
Let us swim in the ocean
and feel its passion
Let me smile
to put your mind at ease
Hand in hand we dance
slowly together
Virtually motionless
suspended in time
Drifting slowly
Held firmly together
A tender embrace
Sustained everlasting
Look at me closely
Feel my deepest thoughts
Let your heart beat with mine
Speak to me gently
And my heart will listen
Touched by sincerity
Nurtured with love
Joined together
Hand in hand
And heart to heart
We live, we breathe
Within each other
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Visit From An Angel
...Your fragile spirit-
'Tis but a vapour now...
Ethereal in atmospheric mist-
...Ephemeral in time...not lasting-
The Firmaments Divinity Touched Kiss...
Angelic gossemer wings, they do- flutter
...Long past, pearl white velvet tatted lace...
A Halo of Yellow Gold Circlet...
...Radiates, a glow from your face...
...Realizing your visit to be temporary-
Too soon, your vapour disolves in the mist...
...Leaving a shower of pearly white dust...
Touched, I believe, by your sweet kiss! ...
poem by Theodora Onken
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Water On The Brain
(hicks / clarke / nash)
Ive just come in from out of the rain
Its wet outside the water runs down a drain
I go to bed cause my heads full of pain
And drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
Outside the window theres a pipe wearing thin
It lets the water do a dance on a tin
I try to sleep but its making a din
And drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
Water on the brain water on the brain
Water on the brain water on the brain
Drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
I toss and turn and my patience is weak
Go to the bathroom door and I take a peak yeah
The bath tap has started a leak
And drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
Drip drip its driving me wild
song performed by by Hollies
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My Lover
No one conceals me like
No one reveals me like
My lover
No one can disconnect
No one can resurrect
Like my lover
My lover makes me weak
Gives me breath to speak
My lover takes me home
Cools the rolling stone
My lover's thorny kiss
The reason to exist
I wonder
No one can saturate
No one manipulates
Like my lover
The sensuality
It's immortality
My lover
My lover needs to seize
Bring me to my knees
Reads me like a prayer
Calls the spirit there
Secretly inspires
Strips me to desire
I wonder
No one can visualize
No one can make me rise
Like my lover
They dream of paradise
They'll never ever pay the price
My lover
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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The Image of a Friend
As I look through the window of friendship,
I see in the gentle wind,
The whispered breeze of an angel,
It is in the image of 'friend'.
This friend has a heart of compassion,
Caring that comes without end,
The giving of love to others,
Characterizes my dear friend.
This friend has hands that carry,
The load of your burdens with ease,
Hands that will hold others' problems,
Grasping with love, not to cease.
This friend has eyes, understanding,
That see to the heart of a soul,
Eyes that are never condemning,
But rather see new ways to grow.
This friend has ears that listen,
And hear the call of a friend,
Ears that will cherish the moment,
And take the time to lend.
The image of friend described here,
Is the picture I see in my mind,
When I look through the window of life,
Your image is what I find!
poem by Jean Penner
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Would You Tell Me I'm Wrong?
would you tell me i'm wrong?
for having mixed emotions in my head,
don't know what to do,
mind says one way to fix the problem
heart says another to way to fix the problem,
which way do you go?
can't stand the pain,
or that i now have to deal with it,
would you tell me i'm wrong?
for not wanting to stay?
friends and family,
but, is that enough?
to remain strong, till i find a way through?
would you tell me i'm wrong?
because pain make urges,
strong urges that make the mind take over,
and say i don't care,
let me have what i want,
would you tell me i'm wrong?
because i'm not the girl,
you once thought i was in the begining,
because of the $#it i've been through,
starting to make me want one thing,
would you tell me i'm wrong?
because i want to end my life,
because i'm sick of dealing with something,
that just wasn't my fault in the first place.
6-1-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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An Allowance For Some Mistakes Of How We Perceive Things To Be
our thoughts have what in them an allowance for the possibilities
that what they perceive are just illusions of the mind
far away from the flesh and bone of the things-in-themselves
a mirage, or just the image of a mirage, come to think of it,
a man that you hate or love, could not be me, but the image of the man
in your dream in your mind like air dripping from your forehead to your lips
you taste and feel it but it does not taste and feel as you have seen it
there are possibilities of optical illusions, and what you see are evil
come to think of it, could just be as good as your disguises.
you are made to believe that what you see is what you get.
but there are those which your eyes do not see which your eyes failed to find.
what you feel is also what you get on such matters that only your heart can feel.
i have written this because you wish to see my love through your eyes.
you grieve because you have not seen that red flower in the blue sky.
it is not in the mind, it is right there in that garden when you close your eyes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shockadelica
Lookit here
(the lights go out)
The lights go out
The smell of doom
Is creepin into your lonely room
The beds on fire
Your fate is sealed
And youre so tired
And the reason is camille-mille
Shockadelica
The girl must be a witch
She got your mind, body, and soul hitched
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
But she never wears a stitch
So you cant take her home
She got you tied with a golden rope
She wont let you play your guitar
And when youve cried enough
Maybe shell let you up
For a nasty ride in her shockadeli-car
Shell make you beg (please) girl
Shockadelica
Got you in a trance
cause when this woman say dance you dance
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
But you just cant leave her alone
As though you got no mind of your own
Shockadelica shockadelica
Shockadelica shockadelica
Shockadelica
The lights go out
The smell of doom
Again is creepin into your lonely room
Is this a dream
Or is this real (or is this real)
Or is this just a mirage you feel
Shockadelica shockadelica
Shockadelica
She must be witch
She got your mind, body, and soul hitched
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
She never wears a stitch
You cant take her home
Shockadelica
She got you in a trance
When this girl say dance
Baby, baby, baby, you dance (shockadelica)
You dance, you dance, you dance, you dance, you...
Shockadelica (she must be a witch) {yeah}
Shockadelica (she got my mind, body, and soul hitched)
Shockadelica (I need a second, I need a second opinion)
Shockadelica (I just cant leave here alone)
The lights go out
The smell of doom
Again is creeping into your lonely room
(is this a dream)
Is this a dream
Or is this real
(or is it just a mirage)
Or is this just a mirage you feel
(is this just a mirage) (or is it just a mirage)
(is this just a mirage) (or is it just a mirage) (shockadelica)
(is this just a mirage) (or is it just a mirage)
(or is this just a mirage) (or is it just a mirage)
(is it just a...)
Shockadelica
song performed by by Prince
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My Heart is Broken
Does anyone know that my heart is broken?
Perhaps no one really knows because of the laughter I show when I'm with them,
Nobody knows that my heart is hurting because of that person.
Those days in love it was the laughter that made me happy,
Waking up in the morning next to the person that I loved,
It was everything that I could wished for,
But the laughter faded when the person said it was over.
Years have passed by but the memories are still here,
And I don't think I could ever erase the person from my mind,
Those wonderful memories from my heart.
My heart is bleeding from the sad memories that were once happy,
I can laugh and laugh,
I can lie to myself and my friends,
But the tears from the laughter are the tears from the heartbreak.
Sometimes in the nights I hear myself laughing,
The laughter that echoes through the nights,
Through the lonely dark room,
I sometimes realize that not all of the echoing sounds are laughter,
But they are the tears and sadness coming from my heart.
How can I erase anything when the person's love was so beautiful?
How can I erase that person from my memory,
When I still love that person so much
poem by Heather Noble
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Wheedle The Riddle
So delicious so sweet,
An African with an Eskimo;
Blackeye peas,
White-eye beans;
I an in the valley of love with my mind.
What if this person was a White?
This person will have a white skin and,
A long hair,
What if this person was a Black?
This person will have a black skin and,
A short hair;
Love is like the rainbow out there.
Out of the romance came love,
Out of the kiss came something so sweet;
Rain clouds of the sky,
So delicious so sweet.
Wheedle the riddle,
An African with an Eskimo;
So delicious so sweet is this muse at hand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hey Now (Girls Just Wanna Have Fun)
Don't close your eyes or I might drift away
Under the night my image bends it's shape
I'll be written on the wind like you never set a street
Heading for the moon
I reach out (echoes) My pulse begins to race (echoes)
The crashing sounds are fears I never faced
Let them echo off these waves without us, brave as they once were
Heading for the moon
Oh look how we ride over the white
And shadows they chase from behind
But just put them out of your mind
Oh heading for the moon
Don't close your eyes or I might drift away
Under the night of never ending shapes
I'll be wishing of the blue
I'll still wanna send my stars
Heading for the moon
Oh look how we ride over the white
Shadows they chase from behind
But just put them out of your mind
Oh heading for the moon oh heading for the moon
Over the white
And shadows they chase from behind
But just put them out of your mind
Heading for the moon
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Overcast
Are they blue, gray or green? Mysterious eyes
(as if in fact you were looking through a mist)
in alternation tender, dreamy, grim
to match the shiftless pallor of the sky.
That's what you're like- these warm white afternoons
which make the ravished heart dissolve in tears,
the nerves, inexplicably overwrought,
outrage the dozing mind.
Not always, though-sometimes
you're like the horizon when the sun
ignites our cloudy autumn-how you glow!
A sodden countryside in sudden rout,
turned incandescent by a changing wind.
Dangerous woman-demoralizing days!
Will I adore your killing frost as much,
and in that implacable winter, when it comes,
discover pleasures sharper than iron and ice?
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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