Kevin's Statement
with what you have
and nothing yet to come
all messy
and hopeless as
a woman on stage IV
leukemia
well, then
you are correct
death becomes the
fitting gift.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Death Reveals A Woman
In the face without masks
Death is a woman
In the moment you know yourself
Death is a woman
At the end of all questions
Death is a woman
As the well of all answers
Death is a woman
At the end of all regrets
Death is a woman
In the liberation through tears
Death is a woman
As the relief from battle
Death is a woman
In the loving embrace
Death is a woman
In the dreamless sleep
And in the endless peace
Death is a woman.
10-12-2007
poem by Sr. ANTONIO MCKINNEY
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Death - The Gift of Life
There’s nothing certain but death
Nor beyond nor before
We are born and live to die
Death the only gift of life
We fret; make noise, shout and cry
We skid from hills to valley and back
Get torn among home, work and friends
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We fight, we scream, we spurn
We step on each others’ toe
All to achieve and amass
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Walk we straight with pride
Look we people in the eye
Seldom do we stop and stoop
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We make friends, yet sly
Break hearts and water eyes
Too proud to bend or mend
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Each death promise another
Our last breath gives forth life
To another birth to die again
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Never can we live past in life
In death we reach the very start
From grains we come, to grains we go
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
poem by Thomas PJ New Delhi
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Woman is in the lap of A, B, C.....
A says
Woman is attractive flower
B says
Woman is beautiful gift
C says
Woman is great source of comfort
D says
woman has a sweet dialect
E says
Eastern or western, woman is the worthy
F says
woman is central figure of family
G says
woman always glitters with the rays of her partner
H says
woman has holy spirits
I says
woman has basic institution in her lap
J says
woman is a full of joy
K says
woman is head of kisses
L says
woman is lovely thing
M says
woman is symbol of modesty
N says
nails increase the beauty of woman
O says
woman is an pretty ornament
P says
woman is princess
Q says
woman is queen
R says
woman is rare gift
S says
woman is a main source of survival the human being
T says
woman has true spirits of love
U says
woman is an peaceful umbrella
V says
woman is valley of love
W says
woman is wafer
X says
woman has sweet kisses
Y says
woman is your jewellary
z says
woman has great zeal
april 11,2008
abdul razaq
poem by Abdul Razaq
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Of course I believe that solipsism is the correct philosophy, but that's only one man's opinion.
quote by Melvin Fitting
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Did Anyone Approach You
You never look up
You never look back
You never say anything based on fact
Youve got issues going way back
You never say hi
You never say much
You never make an effort to stay in touch
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody feel you?
Did anybody deal you?
Did anybody make you do some things now?
Did anyone approach you?
Did anybody coach you?
Did anybody tell you what to say now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
You never looked up
You never look back
You never did anything in between
Are things black and white with you
You never believed
You never belonged
Never made milestones to call your own
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody hide you?
Did anybody fight you?
Did anyone decide to do some harm now?
Did anybody read you?
Did anybody bleed you?
Did anybody feed you lots of junk now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Something happened here
Something happened here
song performed by by A-Ha
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You Are Great
Sweet lady day…
On my mind you stay…
My intimate whispers, resonate within…
Your spirit…
For days after…
O' how GOD must…trust mankind…
To let mankind share in this gift known as…
Woman…Truly a gift from God…
Woman- imagine Adam and Eve…?
Not making love…I just can't…
To touch woman…before and after…
Is just a thrill…to real…
An awakening…toward her beauty…And sensitivity…
Her self-respect…
It all pulls at man…
He knows you are queen…his queen…
The gift…his gift…
The woman…his woman…
And he will never forget…
Never…that you have a mind of your own…
Which enhance many things…
Like him in your dreams…
A smile from within…that is such a thrill…
Which brings about a warm chill…
An a after…smile…
Which last all day…
Whisperkwane@gmail.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Two opposite things
Man cannot conceive like woman.
Is he equal to woman?
Woman will not rape as man does.
Is she equal to man?
Man is plus and woman, minus.
They aren’t equal.
Man is a positive and woman, a negative.
They aren’t equal.
Equality is not the need of the hour.
fitting to each other.
Union is not of two equal things
But two opposite things.
Man is a tree and woman, a vine.
Clinging is assured
17.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Life's A Gift
Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now
poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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The Right Thing
Doing what is right
As oppose to what seems right
Gives one insight
Life secrets do a woman hold
Manufactured deep from in her soul
A long distance race she does run
Working until there is no sun
Decapitation of her natural fun
An undertanding of why a woman runs
Woman is so debonair
A reason for the whole world to care
Woman...
Created not as a catastrophe
Woman...
Created as a structure free
For man that is the best of he.
The gift(woman) , with mature delight
Adds insight to mans plight.
Woman is for man a great joy/not toy.
Man has hindered his`gift` long enough.
Man made woman's beginnings rough
Treating woman as an enterprise
As he ran unconcern through her thighs.
Now, where on earth would man be
If you, woman were as half as wrong as he?
Doing what is right,
As oppose to what seems right...
Keep man ffom being honest both
Day and night.
Today man has open his eyes
Now he works at it...
And respect those thighs...
Doing the right thing.
whisperkwane
swtlamb@yah oo.com
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Stages Of Development
Every life goes through stages,
stages of development.
It starts with our birth,
the first stage in our lives,
and ends with our death,
the final stage when we
evolve to a higher plane.
Each stage along our journey
prepares us for our final stage
and the journey
that has to be taken by us all.
18 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Messy Daughter
Messy daughter
Messy daughter
Makes my blood boil
Ought to just
Follow after
Bin her trail
Of disaster
Put away
Put away
Is it too much to ask?
Didn't inherit
The 'tidy' gene
Well, at least
SHE'S quite clean!
poem by Stevie Taite
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Death
Death is a gift from heavens above,
Death is something you can not run from,
Death is something you can not regret,
Death is a wish,
A wish you might soon to regret,
Death can scare you,
You can not cheat death's design,
Death is not a game,
Death is something you might not win,
When you number is called you know death is calling for you,
Theres no pain, No more regrets, No more broken hearts,
Someday soon we all will die in deaths arms.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
My dreams are of a
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Open Stage Poetry Reading
After the one that sings, and after the one
that can make up poems of a kind right on the spot;
after a girl who didn't . . . walk very well,
took five minutes to get from her seat to the stage
then read one poem with hardly any words in it
and halted the whole way back in a staggering silence;
after the bald one's rhymes about this teeth;
a woman got up whose poems won't write down,
it's all in the way the voices in her come out.
We went to a medium once, and a woman locked
in a trance let a dead man come inside her and talk.
She held herself like . . . a woman being a man.
That's what it was at the open stage poetry reading,
and I left without talking, I hadn't come expecting it.
What could I have told her, I think it's a dead man?
It wasn't something I wanted to get that close to.
I could never do it myself, let a dead man come in-
or would it be, into me, a dead woman that would come?
poem by Eric Torgersen
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Prosperous
My eyes slowly showing
What her heart was knowing
Thy elan soaring
I can unselfishly share
I can care
I am no longer rare
Returning love no more a dare
A gift now in my lair
Woman the gift...not spare
Finished living on the line
Which was consuming my time
Independently of the gift divine
Impartial, woman one of a kind
May help fortify one's mind
Mutually...one half.
Sympathetic is she
I advance not with lids closed
I wish not...turn up my nose
She is more, I suppose
I am becoming whole
Loving is bold
To this woman I promise my soul
Woman is real
Woman is alive
Now I live
As to protect that of my rib
My heart was...heavy
Before this woman I plea
Cultivate your warmth of me
I may have played the fool
How I have changed my attitude
That old theorem most not prove true
Let me give thanks and shout
And pull the red carpet out
Dear woman may God
Forever bless you
Dubbed...as a
human to human contact.
A union I shall eternally respect
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Life Size
Life is a gift from God
Where one size fits all
For there are no fitting rooms
Or return policys
poem by David Kush
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Irony of power
All shall pass through the balcony of power
Cradle to adulthood experience the harmony in power
At a stage exposed to monopoly of power
There comes the reality of power
Abruptly it goes and shall become hopeless
Unwillingly thou shall become powerless
Joints of the dreamers become motionless
Bewildered they become useless
Could it be the law of nature that: all men are powerful,
powerless, hopeless and useless?
poem by Hussein sani wurno
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Fitting Conditions One Accepts
Look for them.
Definitions!
They will be there.
Used for what they are...
To become redefined,
To suit minds seeking reason.
On their terms.
To find a value that expresses,
One's way of life.
To either correct or ignore,
What is right.
To apply these definitions...
Fitting conditions one accepts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hymn To The Woman
Woman
You are God's gift to the world
Woman
You are
The flowers that grow wild
Around the river
Woman
The water of the river
Is flowing slowly
Woman
Your eyes are so beautiful
Woman
Your smile is like a rainbow
So let it shine
Woman
Don't be afraid to show your smile
poem by Aldo Kraas
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