The Night Has Come
i am like an empty cup
the tea i have has been sipped
by you and what i have now is air
specifically
i agree it is your sigh
left by the mark of
you lips.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Evilties
Evilties sipped,
And poured in discretion.
mmm...
Delicious
And dripping off,
The dastard deeds...
Of secretive quipping lips.
With a satisfaction deemed,
To please and bring to daylight!
There is a darkness intended,
Behind all of it.
These evilties sipped,
And loving to inflict.
Evilties sipped,
With homemade crumpets
Filled with whipped demonicness.
To spread
To lay
In a comfortness.
That does its best...
To infest a digesting of it!
And bringing some to rage,
In a crazed reception.
Idealized with idolized accepting perfection.
mmm...
These evilties sipped,
To lick a peace that ceases.
These evilties completed...
Until everyone at night,
Is startled by nightmares that incite.
And frightens by the sight,
Of imposing disturbing shadows.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What To Do With An Empty Cup?
the presumption is
you have consumed the hotness of the tea
and now the cup is cold
and empty
at the state of emptiness
shall you break it? or shall you keep it instead
and not wipe it
because there is a mark of the lips
of the beloved
some do the cleaning
wipe out everything
the empty cup shines together
with the rest of the
utensils, spoons and forks and saucers
in the cabinet
the door of the cabinet is closed
and then they all do what has to be done
they move on
with the other more important events in their lives
from an empty cup
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who is dirtied?
When a man sips more than a cup,
polluted are not his own lips.
When a cup is sipped by many lips,
stained is the very cup.
In adultery, a woman is a cup.
She slips from the moral grip.
Patriarchy’s endorsement.
21.12.2000, Bbsr
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Empty Sky
I woke up this morning
I could barely breathe
Just an empty impression
In the bed there you used to be
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Blood on the streets
Blood flowin down
I hear the blood of my blood
Cryin from the ground
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
On the plains of jordan
I cut my bow from the wood
Of this tree of evil
Of this tree of good
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to the empty sky
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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The Last Picasso
Words and music by neil diamond
The last picasso, the last picasso was just acquired by some old museum, and don quixote, well don quixote the old mans rhyme has lost its reason; which only reminds me have I remembered to say that without you this life of plenty, would seem so empty, the last picasso. oh me and you--me oh me oh me oh me and you-- we, we can sigh--me oh me oh me oh me oh we can sigh. the last picasso, the last picasso may gather dust amid the ruins, and don quixote, well don quixote may no longer make his wishful tunes; but I still have you and I will have you when evrything else is gone and done with. well be like one with the last picasso. oh me and you--me oh me oh me oh me oh me and you-- we, we can sigh--me oh me oh me oh me oh we can sigh. oh, me and you--me oh me oh me oh me oh me and you-- we, we can sigh--me oh me oh me oh me oh we can sigh. oh, me and you--we we can sigh me oh me oh me oh we can sign. oh, me and you.
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Pine
I felt your lips
On mine.
My hands
Cupped your face
For that drink divine.
I sipped you…
Unto eternity.
Yet to quench
That aeon of
Thirst -
From those
Lips of thine,
My heart would
Forever pine.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Now, if they're there to talk about something specifically, and I determine through my own editorial judgment, that another area isn't germane, or isn't an important part of it, that's something else. But we never agree to anything in advance, absolutely not.
quote by Katie Couric
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What Semiramis Said
The moon's a steaming chalice,
Of honey and venom-wine.
A little of it sipped by night
Makes the long hours divine.
But oh, my reckless lovers,
They drain the cup and wail,
Die at my feet with shaking limbs
And tender lips all pale.
Above them in the sky it bends
Empty and gray and dead.
To-morrow night 'tis full again,
Golden, and foaming red.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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A Song (#1)
ON a summer's day as I sat by a stream,
A dainty maid came by,
And she blessed my sight like a rosy dream,
And left me there to sigh, to sigh,
And left me there to sigh, to sigh.
On another day as I sat by the stream,
This maiden paused a while,
Then I made me bold as I told my dream,
She heard it with a smile, a smile,
She heard it with a smile, a smile.
Oh, the months have fled and the autumn's red,
The maid no more goes by;
For my dream came true and the maid I wed,
And now no more I sigh, I sigh,
And now no more I sigh.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The Ravens Caw
The ravens caw,
Raps around my flesh,
It ravages my mind,
Like an empty house.
Empty yet not, as scarred is the lover of this house,
Her words are bitter,
But they echo sweetly in this empty house.
Yet the ravens caw,
Has, left its mark, on my flesh.
poem by GuyAdler Dorelien
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Against All Odds
Duet with mariah carey
Shane:
How can i just let you walk away,
Just let you leave without a trace,
When i'm standing taking every breath,
With you, ooohhh,
You're the only one who really knew me,
At all.
Mariah:
How can you just walk away from me,
When all i can do is watch you leave,
Cause we shared the laughter and the pain,
And even shared the tears,
You're the only one who really knew me at all.
So take a look at me now,
There's just an empty space,
There's nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face,
So take a look at me now,
There's just an empty space,
If you're coming back to me it's against all odds,
And that's what i've got to face.
Mark:
I wish i could just make you turn around,
Turn around and see me cry,
There's so much i need to say to you,
So many reasons why,
You're the only one who really knew me at all.
Mariah:
So take a look at me now,
There's just an empty space,
There's nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face,
So take a look at me now,
So there's just an empty space,
But to wait for you is all i can do,
When that's what i've got to face.
Take a good look at me now,
Cause i'll be standing here,
(mark: standing here)
And you coming back to me is against all odds,
And that's the chance i've got to take.
Westlife:
Got to take
Got to take
Mariah:
Ooh
Take a look at me now
Westlife:
Take a look at me now.
song performed by by Westlife
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Lust is my Disease
(Verse I)
I can taste your lips
At my finger tips
Though you’re still so far away
I can feel you every day
Tragic endings now
It’s hard to live without
Your breath upon my skin
And the way we used to sin
(Bridge I)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus) The breathing, the moaning, the screaming
Was always the best part
The lusting, the loathing, the beatings
Broke everything but my heart
(Verse II)
Drink another down
Drink enough to drown
But still I feel you breathe
Desiring your reprieve
Passion at its end
Dead, forgotten
Now it all means nothing
And always, it means nothing
(Bridge II)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus)
(Breakdown)
Oh, a life without a heart
Isn’t easy to conceive
But your body is an art
And lust is my disease
(Chorus x2)
Oh, I’m empty now.
poem by Jesse Bauer
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No One Comes To Leave Me With Tight Jaws
You didn't come to just visit!
Did you?
You came specifically to kill my joy.
I felt it when you began to assess,
With probing eyes.
As if to inspect.
I noticed you becoming annoyed,
When you said to me just last week...
My smile offended you.
And suspiciously I extended a welcome,
For you to come to my home.
And together we would sit and chat.
But you had more on your mind than that.
You didn't come to just visit!
Did you?
You came specifically to kill my joy.
And when you left...
So happy I was to have stored some happiness,
Frozen in my 'frig' to quickly thaw!
Oh no.
No one comes to leave me with tight jaws.
Or come to dump their junk to funk me.
I'll funk alone in my home if I wish,
With no need for assistance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sharing Eve's Apple
1.
O Blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.
2.
There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,
And a blush for having done it;
There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.
3.
O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin;
By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips
And fought in an amorous nipping.
4.
Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,
For it only will last our youth out,
And we have the prime of the kissing time,
We have not one sweet tooth out.
5.
There's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,
And a sigh for 'I can't bear it!'
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!
poem by John Keats
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My World/Your World/Our World
I have accepted your comments made to me,
That I live in my own world.
And I've learned not to argue but agree.
However...
Don't you believe you should more address,
Your world.
And the mess that it is in?
Or has denial blinded you?
And keep this in mind,
It is our world...
Needing the attention.
Not specifically me you seek to demean.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Message To Mom
i remember the day you left,
in a blink of an eye,
you just died,
what the hell happened?
life felt pointless,
i felt helpless,
things never change,
days goes by,
i feel the same,
remembering how much
you ment to me,
makes me cry,
you can't be by my side,
helping me each day,
to help me through,
i'm left finding out what to do,
having doubts along the way,
make me hate every day,
what i feel about you never goes away,
i just find other ways to spend them,
life so empty,
with everything gone,
what do you do?
a mothers life is always special,
would you agree?
what about the daughter
that was left behind?
left before she found herself,
can you relate?
to a life so down,
and things she have to take on,
never thought the day would come,
when i have to say,
i love you mom,
will you ever be back?
Copyright © 2009
3-10-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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O Blush Not So!
O BLUSH not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.
There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,
And a blush for having done it;
There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.
O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin;
By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips
And fought in an amorous nipping.
Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,
For it only will last our youth out,
And we have the prime of the kissing time,
We have not one sweet tooth out.
There's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,
And a sigh for "I can't bear it!"
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!
poem by John Keats
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Empty Holes
Fill up the empty holes in my life.
Fill them before it's too late.
Find the missing qualities I have
and let the emptiness abate.
Recognition of these things I need
must be foremost in my mind.
Or the empty holes that need attention
will probably be left behind.
They will follow me like burned out stars
that cannot shine again.
And the emptiness I feel inside
will mark my journey's end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Easier
I woke up early
And I can't see the light
My back is broad but
It's been a long and lonely night
What if I'm a fool for even trying
To right the wrongs when all we
had is dying
Like moving shadows
We dance around remains
The burning embers
Illuminate my shame
So yes, I am a fool for even trying
To right the wrongs when all
we had is dying
It's easier to leave
Not to face the pain
With everything to lose
Nothing left to gain
Broken
Empty promises you made
Token
Empty gestures that you made
I am reeling, reeling
Easier to leave
So you walked away With everything to lose
There's nothing left to say
You disappoint me With a Judus kiss
Crown and anoint me
The poison pours from your lips
So yes, I am a fool for even trying
To right the wrongs when ail we had is dying
It's easier to leave
Not to face the pain
With everything to lose
Nothing left to gain
Broken
Empty promises you made
Token
Empty gestures that you made
I am reeling, reeling
Easier to leave
So you walked away With everything to lose
There's nothing left to say
Broken
Empty Promises you gave
Token
Empty gestures that yov made
Unspoken
did you ever mean to stay
I am reeling, reeling
I am reeling
I am betrayed
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Coffee Courage
The bitter coffee kicked;
I shook and then I licked
My lips and gave a sigh.
Shattered eyes encouraged,
I nearly had envisaged
Waking up an eye.
Another sip; a jolt –
Not unlike a bolt
Of wattage from the mains.
My sockets under strain,
I tried it once again:
Aha! The light, the searing white –
My God, the bloody pain!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,
Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,
Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,
Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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