The Bikini Principle...
the secret of
being readable lies
in the
principle of a bikini
keep it
hide only what is important
use little. remember
time is precious
bask your body
upon a sunny day.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet Nicole (A sweet but faithless lady)
It was August I remember
I remember when I met her
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In September I remember
I remember her all over
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In October I remember
I remember her all over
We were lovers I remember
in body, mind and soul
In November I remember
I remember lies she told me
She was wilful I remember
Wilful to the n'th degree
In December I remember
I remember it was over
Still, she is all that I remember
Love forever sweet Nicole
poem by Sean Joyce
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She Was Perfect I Remember In Her Body, Mind And Soul
It was August I remember
I remember when I met her
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In September I remember
I remember her all over
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In October I remember
I remember her all over
We were lovers I remember
in body, mind and soul
In November I remember
I remember lies she told me
She was wilful I remember
Wilful to the n'th degree
In December I remember
I remember it was over
Still, she is all that I remember
Love forever sweet Nicole
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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It was August I remember, I remember when I met her, She was perfect I remember...
It was August I remember
I remember when I met her
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In September I remember
I remember her all over
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In October I remember
I remember her all over
We were lovers I remember
in body, mind and soul
In November I remember
I remember lies she told me
She was wilful I remember
Wilful to the n'th degree
In December I remember
I remember it was over
Still, she is all that I remember
Love forever sweet Nicole
poem by Sean Joyce
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She was perfect I remember in her body, mind and soul
It was August I remember
I remember when I met her
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In September I remember
I remember her all over
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In October I remember
I remember her all over
We were lovers I remember
in body, mind and soul
In November I remember
I remember lies she told me
She was wilful I remember
Wilful to the n'th degree
In December I remember
I remember it was over
Still, she is all that I remember
Love forever sweet Nicole
poem by Sean Joyce
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What A View Of The Sea Today
it is such a beautiful sunny day at the beach
a man with a muscular body rests on the white sand
beside a blue boat under a tall coconut tree
a woman with a beautiful body, pinkish skin arrives
and removes her transparent skirt and plunges to the sea
on a black bikini
the tiny waves of the sea glisten
like some eyes peeping
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Do You Remember?
We never talked about it
But I hear the blame was mine
Id call you up to say Im sorry
But I wouldnt want to waste your time
cos I love you, but I cant take any more
Theres a look I cant describe in your eyes
Yes we could try, like we tried before
When you kept on telling me those lies
Do you remember...?
There seemed no way to make up
cos it seemed your mind was set
And the way you looked it told me
Its a look I know Ill never forget
You couldve come over to my side
You couldve let me know
You couldve tried to see the distance between us
But it seemed too far for you to go.
Do you remember...?
Through all of my life
In spite of all the pain
You know people are funny sometimes
cos they just cant wait
To get hurt again
Do you remember...?
There are things we wont recall
Feelings well never find
Its taken so long to see it
Cos we never seemed to have the time
There was always something more important to do
More important to say
But I love you wasnt one of those things
And now its too late
Do you remember...?
song performed by by Phil Collins
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A sweet but faithless lady
It was August I remember
I remember when I met her
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In September I remember
I remember her all over
She was perfect I remember
in her body, mind and soul
In October I remember
I remember her all over
We were lovers I remember
in body, mind and soul
In November I remember
I remember lies she told me
She was unfaithful I remember
Unfaithful to the worst degree
In December I remember
I remember it was over
Even though she told me to leave her alone
I still remember her sweet bitter soul? ? ?
poem by Ralph Acosta
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You remain precious to me
I remember the gloss
that you put on your lips
and how soft and hot
they were against mine
and how you press kisses
on letters and cards
and I remember your brown green eyes
wherein I am lost
and the Estè Lauder perfume
that makes you smell like a flower
and how wonderful pretty
you look every day
and I remember how you loose
your bikini top in a wave
and the boy watching you big eyed
while I bring a towel to you.
and the haunted hill that we visited
and your car that went
in the wrong direction
and how we travelled
along the coast past Houtbay
when you were mine
and how sparkling you looked at me
and I know what it is to love
and I wish that we could still be together
and be able to look at you like then
and that we could embrace each other
to eternity
as you remain precious to me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Each day is same
Each day is same
Becomes Important
With the event
That happens
On the fateful day
Remembered
By one and all
Lies embedded
In heart and mind
Becomes history
With the
Passage of time
Some remember
With tears in eyes
Some with a big smile
Some take it
As one of many
Each day is same
How important it is
Depends on
Individual feelings
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Don’t Worry (Matthew 6: 24-34)
Don’t worry about your life
About what will you eat and drink
About your body
About what will you wear
Isn’t it obvious that life is more important than food?
And body is more important than cloth?
Why worry when it doesn’t add an inch in your life span
If you have a time to worry
Use it to relieve one by one of your worry
Remember what is important for you
So you won’t waste your time and lose it
Trust your worry to God
If He dresses up the grass in the field
Fate to be there today and burnt tomorrow
He will also look after you
Even you are failed yesterday and down in sorrow
Don’t worry and say
What will we drink?
What will we eat?
What will we wear?
Don’t worry about tomorrow
It will be a countless end
Because tomorrow has its own worry
A day’s worry is enough for a day
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Imposing Upon A Patience Given
Time is too precious,
To give to others to waste...
As they bask within their egos,
Procrastinating what moves to make...
While imposing upon a patience given.
Time is too precious,
To delay an agenda prioritized...
With eyes set to realize,
Things needing to get done.
And accompanied by motivation.
Some dismiss this discipline.
If not familiar with initiative.
Some will excuse themselves from this.
Thinking motivation is a thing that is wished.
Time is too precious,
To give to others to waste...
As they bask within their egos,
Procrastinating what moves to make...
While imposing upon a patience given.
Some dismiss this discipline.
If not familiar with initiative.
Some will excuse themselves from this.
Thinking motivation is a thing that is wished.
Much like feeding a craving to quickly satisfy a whim...
With the hopes someone mentions a noticeable difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Internal Bleeding
Lies fill the air, fogging up the city,
too much to take in, I'm suffocating...
Drown.
The sidewalk is painted a scarlet-crimson.
Blood not my own, but my brothers ended...
Here.
Forgive me my friends, but I cannot die.
Too much to do and not enough time...
Left.
Shaking, I stand on the bones of the fallen
To reach my goal, so much sacrifice but...
Why?
---
I deserve,
To know,
Why I have this 'gift' I never wanted.
You deserve,
To die,
no way to win, no place to hide...
I will find you.
I will end you.
So hold on to your precious life.
'Cuz I want to,
Put an end to,
The reason she lies awake and cries.
I can see her suffering,
all because I don't...
provide.
----
The man before you is a shell,
A bottomless pit of deception.
Carve my soul into mince meat,
Punishment and lesson.
Over the years I've been a tyrant,
I'm sorry I wasted your life.
An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth,
Fair's fair, so please take mine.
Hell itself will do me well,
Almost too fitting an end.
Burn me alive, silent I die,
bask in my shame as I burn to the stake...
Tonight.
poem by William Blake Beckett
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Siblings
A bald little head,
Flat nose,
In between
A pair of
Rosy,
Chubby cheeks.
I remember,
Mom had held you to me
And said
“Your sister”
Holding my little finger,
Trotting about
In matching frocks,
We had played
“Train to katihar”
I remember,
You waited for me
Wide eyed,
For my return from school
To break in the share of
The precious
“Half a samosa.”
How I had hated you
Whence after a fight
Mom would lock us up
In the bathroom for hours
I remember
Your blackmailing me
Into days of slavery,
Just to hide from mom
My spilling ink on her favorite sheet
Or
breaking a cup from her crockery.
We had shared those sunny days
Lazing away in
Cocooned glory
And also the dark nights
Of gloom and agony.
I remember
We had swiped tears
For smiles on each others eyes
Darkness for
Colourful rainbows.
Today, we are fine women
As we stand
Separated by time
But
Entwined remain our lives
Like ever
For you will always remain
My sibling
“My sister”
The only one
In this whole world
Who shared
My dad,
My mom,
My life.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Pleasure Principle
THE PLEASURE PRINCIPLE
Janet Jackson
Album: Control
You might think I'm crazy but I'm serious
It's better you know now
What I thought was happiness
Was only part-time bliss
You can take a bow
It was all just one big night out on the town
Riding in your limousine
We turned right, then I said wrong
Which brings us to a stop
As the light is changing
Oh my meter's running so I got to go, now
CHORUS:
It's the pleasure principle, oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh
It's the principle of pleasure, oh-oh
It's the pleasure principle, oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh
It's true you want to build your life on guarantees
Hey take a ride in a big yellow taxi
I'm not here to feed your insecurities
I wanted you to love me
This has become an all too familiar scene
It's not the first time I've paid the fare
Where'd you get the idea of material possession?
Thank you for the ride nowhere
And oh my meter's running, so I really have to go
CHORUS
I know what you mean to me
Baby this is nowhere
You what became between you and me
Human differential
It's the principle of pleasure oh-oh oh oh oh
It's the pleasure principle, principle
oh ohhhh ohhhh oh
You might say that I'm no good
I wouldn't trust your looks, baby if I could
I got too many things I wanna do before I'm through
It's the pleasure principle, it's the pleasure principle
It's the pleasure principle
Baby you can hold me down, baby you can hold me down
After all the love that we've been through
After all you put me through
Love me, love me
It's the pleasure principle
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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The Bikini
Dressed in her bikini,
sipping a martini
she drew the looks of every roving eye.
A white sandy spot,
the sun so hot
her skin was burned by and by.
Stripped of her bikini,
still sipping a martini
she saw her mirrored image in the night.
Two strips of white appeared,
her skin had been seared.
Her natural bikini was quite the sight.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The principle though remains the same, and the important thing is CBS fought hard, very hard, to protect that principle and will fight again.
quote by Floyd Abrams
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Reunion
I had guards like watchdogs
Dogs in a manger
I could feel the protection
Possession and anger
And I drove out of there
With no on behind me
Feeling funny and free
All you pretty pretenders
Negligent vendors
Arent you precious inside
I have no need for anger
With intimate strangers
And I got nothing to hide
Yeah
I laughed as I said it
This is my situation
Its not pictures or privilege
Its just self preservation
I dont want you to feel
Any obligation
It feels so funny to be free
All you pretty pretenders
Negligent vendors
Arent you precious inside
I have no need for anger
With intimate strangers
And I got nothing to hide
We act empty and innocent
But we are fueled by distortions
(I remember you)
Of lives led in discontent
(when we were shiny and new)
Trading misfortunes
(now you guard your faith)
Cause faith is one thing
That is hard to deliver
(temper your speed)
It feels so funny to be free
All you pretty pretenders
Negligent vendors
Arent you precious inside
I have no need for anger
With intimate strangers
And I got nothing to hide
I got nothing to hide
All of us arent we
Pretty pretenders
Negligent vendors
Arent we precious inside
I have no need for anger
With intimate strangers
And I got nothing to hide
I got nothing to hide
I had guards like watchdogs
Dogs in a manger
(I remember you)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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A Worthless Life
Long gone the passing time,
Yesterday seemed so long.
Though in my pocket there is no dime,
My mouth would not wet without my tongue.
Indeed the brutality of my years,
Aiming aimlessly for what is my.
While my legs fickle with fears,
I would not run away in caves to hide.
Praying the same old prayer,
The lord is my shepherd.
Though in my mind I suffer,
And the countless God bless you I heared.
Lest in my life I shall never want,
Yet struggling hard as the elephant.
Whose strength is no match for the ant,
Though ends meet are naught but vainly hunt.
The cursed sun, hanging up like a blessing,
Scorching the very sweat out of my body.
And though the birds in the night they sing,
There feathers would never fall fast from there body.
Is this the principle of a worthless life?
Or just another day of many days.
Though the bees may hide in hives,
There aim is to continue there hay
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Precious Time
A million tiny lights are strung across the western sky
They burn to light our mission
But its just a million lonely hearts
Strung out from never asking why
We burn with blind ambition
I heard somebody say
I dont regret my wedding day
But somethings wrong
Its not the same
Im lonely and Id start again
If I had the time
Precious time
But I dont ask much
Just to keep in touch
And waste a little of your precious time
Waste a little of your precious time
A million dollars never justified a million lies
To jockey for position
And if two hearts cant beat as one
How can a million souls survive
In this world of suspicion
I heard somebody say
I dream about my wedding day
Through lonely nights
I dream of you
A lover though a friend would do
Id find him if I had the time
Precious time
But I dont ask much
Just to keep in touch
And waste a little of your precious time
Waste a little of your precious time
And just a smiles enough
Just some of that human stuff
And waste a little of your precious time
Precious time
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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What you took from me
took my trust,
my heart,
and my innocents,
act like you took nothing,
you took alot more,
i hide from reality,
i don't feel safe,
i don't feel emotions,
when they become so much,
i learned to hide from them,
plus hate my body,
must i go on?
the pain i feel is alot deeper,
but you didn't care,
you just didn't want to get caught,
it came close until i backed down,
i mad for that,
but you can't change the past,
just a shame that i remember bits and pieces,
no wonder why my childhood was blank,
you took most of it,
all i can remember is why i am ashamed of my body,
it now understandable.
poem by Mona Martinez
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