Better outlet
Many poets in the past
Burst out their lust
For their unavailable Queens
In their refined Classics.
Pity! Their words were never heard by their Queens.
Faculty was at its best
As I burst out my quest
For my misfit Queen
In my outburst verses.
Gaiety! My words got to her hand.
The poets found their solace just
In ejaculation of their cries.
In me the solace is the ocean
For my cries reached the destination..
Who-else will get that sanction?
Ejaculation of desire is
The only source of their solace.
Insertion of desire in addition is
My source for greater solace.
If met with infusion, it is marvelous!
Ejaculation itself is pleasure.
If met with insertion it is erotic.
I am fortunate to be erotic.
08.06.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Solace And Serenity
swimming around
two fish in a barrel
no one there to pull me out
they leave me to die
how could they know
whoever could know me
tied to your tales of woe
my tale to your stone
two angels hanging out upon the ceiling
watching all the stories we must tell
of solace and serenity
solace and serenity
a silence so sad
the water drains out
the oxygen is killing me
and all things i ever loved
lost a drop at a time
the lazy days drown
drift into a perfect sleep
baking in that mean old sun
i wish i could dance
to solace and serenity
solace and serenity
a silence so sad
solace and serenity
i just wanna dance
this might make you laugh
i don't mean to amuse you
but i just have a simple view
of where it went wrong
solace and serenity
solace and serenity
i just wanna dance
song performed by by Zwan
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The Quantum Of Solace
When in distress you look for solace
But, know there is always a certain
Quantum of solace, in place,
In your mind space,
Reach it in peace and in no pace
That zone which can comfort you
In difficulties is within you
And get hold of it as and when you need
The quantum varies with people
Based on their impressions
Of the occurrings outside
You can enhance this solace domain
By trying to understand you, especially
Your nature and your reacting-to-situations pattern
Quantum of solace is least among those
Who wants to be special
Because of their haste
And note, not prompt, responses to demands
Quantum of solace improves
With weighed responses
Assessing situations objectively
And not self-biasedly or subjectively
An attempt to understand
Your standing is the essence
Of enlarged quantum of solace
Real mentors are those
Who have a very large solace quantum
And indirectly share their solacing space
To those who ask for comfort
You can do that too
And achieve that level
Where you require no solace
As you stay ever in peace
Irrespective of situations you are in
A self-directed exercise
To examine yourself
To scan your thoughts
To trace your dreams
And to develop skills to direct them,
Instead of their directing you,
Will make you yourself
A solace to others, who need comfort in distress
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Exotic and erotic
I strongly incline my ears,
My sight i vividly open,
You complete my whole,
Your words and your touch,
Exotic and erotic
Your soft skin i long to touch,
Your tender voice i like,
My heart filled with desire,
Desire to love you more,
Exotic and erotic
Lets make a baby,
The pride of my seed,
So shall it be then,
Your love i desire,
Please rescue thee,
Exotic and erotic
Touch me like that,
Hold me like this,
Kiss me right there
Yes you are,
So erotic and exotic
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Finding Solace
We all have troubled times
when days are full of woe
we need to find solace
but we don't know where to go.
So we look for it in drink
but that can make things worse
some even end up in hospital
looked after by a nurse.
Others find comfort with food
but too much can make you overweight
they say I'll cut back soon
but by then it can be far too late.
A lot look for comfort with Cigarettes
saying it brings solace to their need
but then they can become addicted
to the dangerous dreaded weed.
Many go searching for religion
hoping to find peace along the way
but as soon as things start to go wrong
they give up and don't bother to even pray.
So where can we find comfort and solace?
it's a lot harder to obtain than you think
if it's not in food, drugs, or the church,
and not in Tobacco and the demon drink.
What about if it doesn't even exist?
and solace can't be found anywhere,
we may discover it's all in the mind
and you won't find it as it's not even there!
poem by Kevin Halls
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At a Hasty Wedding
If hours be years the twain are blest,
For now they solace swift desire
By bonds of every bond the best,
If hours be years. The twain are blest
Do eastern stars slope never west,
Nor pallid ashes follow fire:
If hours be years the twain are blest,
For now they solace swift desire.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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No Solace Please
No solace after this please
and I getup to see
the havoc caused by
masturbation.
If you are not hereto soaked
snuffer and when I
have my morning
you are in your evening
and there is no difference
with the maker.
If you are missing
somewhere in the right
I am here you see
in the day bright.
No solace after this
If you not rise.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Solace In Music
Music is my solace
I can escape into it's
Rhythm and rhyme
I can feel the beat
Always different and pulsing
Giving me time to think
I can get lost in
The words
They give me an outlet
Music is my solace
One of the things
That is truly mine
Music is my escape
From the harsh reality
Even if it lasts only a moment
Music is my medicine
For everything
That hurts
poem by Autumn Winds
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Solace
Some sign of forgiveness
Some form of release
Is all that she asks for
Is all that she needs
She waits for the day when
She feels more at ease
Some time to be careful
Some time left in peace
Cold stars of the future
Burn bright in the past
These moments of solace
They won't last
They don't last
You're wasting the moment
Biding your time
No one got ahead
Standing in line
So something is over
Before it's begun
So close you can taste it
But now it is gone
Cold stars of the future
Burn bright in the past
These moments of solace
They don't last
They cannot last
You're hoping for solace
Well, just look around
Everyone here is
Standing in line
song performed by by A-Ha
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A Friend In You!
IN SONGS, I FOUND SOLACE WHEN I AM TROUBLED!
IN POEMS, I FOUND A SOURCE TO EXPLAIN MY TOUGHTS!
IN WRITING, I FOUND A PLACE TO TELL MY TALES!
IN YOU! MY READERS! I FOUND AN ATTENTIVE FRIEND!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Solace
Your heart is burning,
So is mine.
You seek solace in me,
I seek solace in poetry.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Repartee
'God you're grey! '
My rival said.
(I'd taken his favourite
Girl to bed) .
'Not only grey,
You're very fat! '
I shrugged my shoulders,
That was that.
But later on
That selfsame day,
I thought of LOTS
Of things to say
That were so clever;
Much too late!
My only solace now
My hate.
That's no solace,
But you see
I've never been good
At repartee.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Swoon
I cannot sleep
When my mind is running
Faster than my will to sleep
And I'm far too busy weeping
To find solace in simply sleeping
I cannot sleep
When fears of the future
And tears of the past
Burden my head
And I'm far too busy weeping
To find solace in simply sleeping
I cannot sleep
When hope for the future
And letting go of the past
Is more exciting than a dream
In calm repose
Only darkness flows
I cannot sleep
When nightmares
Instill shock and horror in me
And I'm far too busy weeping
To find solace in simply sleeping
Staring so long at the silver moon
Insomnia loses and I simply swoon
poem by Dyhanara Rios
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the snow
she always cries for solace
as she kisses me
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I Would Like To Believe That Between Us...
i would like to believe that between us
there is just flesh,
that this is nothing but just a matter of orgasm and
ejaculation, the art of seeking the perfect moan,
the magic of the intertwines,
i would like to believe that this is nothing but just the mere
rubbing of our bodies, Freudian slips, and erotic escapades,
i would like to believe that my love has nothing to do with this,
that this is just a matter of time and that everything will just pass
that like the wind, something will just touch our cheeks
a little coldness and a little warmth
and then there would be nothing left...
but it is not so, now that the wrinkles reign like a kingdom of its
own where age is the queen and silence is the king,
where the children of memories slowly leave us...
i like to say now, love survives and i still love you
for all the coming days of my life.
to you my wife, cheers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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pure and white
the angel always cries for solace
as she kisses my face
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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~ Universal Us ~
~ UNIVERSAL US ~
Ms. Nivedita.
UK
26.09.09.
Solace
Edi ts
Meaningless
Minus
By
Universal Plus.
Solace
The
Omnibus
Unifies
I and me
And
Unisons
In
Universal Us.
----
Copyright reserved by the author
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Pleasure Is In Emission
To release is a pleasure;
Be it love or anger.
Pleasure lies in emission
Like in ejaculation.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Four Words
Four beautiful words
Delicately summarizing
A close captioned response
To the Mount Everest of obstacles
Inherently surmounting
The Predestined athletes
Untrained to the Olympics
Of the human condition
Xenophobic retributions
While finding solace in the dog race
In the rewards that there are four words
Worth more than silver, bronze and gold
Four simple words
Hurdling as radio waves
As a beacon of acoustics
Beyond the ocean of infinity
Providing a dosage of serenity
For the occupants in space ships
Recycling dormant relations
With silhouette robotics
On the edge of cabin fever
Until a message in a bottle
Transmits the greatest sign
Of the atomic miracle
Four beautiful words
Completely bandaging the souls
Growing Misanthropic detachment
In its demolition garden
Pulverizing nocturne
And becoming the vestiges of light
Through the heart of darkness
Acclaimed the brownstone memorial
Where these for words are traced
For all those descendents
Who find solace in this axiom
Let these words be your truth
For all the years desperate starving in the dark
And let them be the bible for the spirit of survival
For these words are:
You
Are
Not
Alone
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Don't
Don’t take me to that place of lust
where desire turns to deep disgust.
Don’t take me to even greater depths
where pleasure sinks to deep regrets.
Don’t abandon me in erotic dreams
and let me drown in flooded streams.
Don’t exchange my love for lust
and leave me feeling with disgust.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Marilyn Monroe.
A tragic angel of sex,
A seductive child woman,
A legendary Love Goddess,
A blonde, a beauty persona,
A voice as much voluptuous,
You, Marilyn Monroe,
As betrayed by those who mattered you,
And ill-loved by those who you mattered,
Having taken over doze of sleeping pills,
In 1962, a fateful year of sex hunters,
At the most ripe age of six and thirty,
Over the failure of much cherished
Marital bond with Robert Kennedy,
Had left us high and dry as sex starved.
From a poor soil and from a broken home,
You came out as an illegitimate child.
You were not to die as an invalid.
You found that your body was an asset,
With which you wanted to bet the world,
With which you wanted to take revenge
On all men, low and high, who fell by.
You had slept with many,
Even for a paltry sum.
You sold yourself for your need and growth,
Never for lust. You are not a man hunter.
You were deserted by three husbands.
You were belied by Robert Kennedy.
He wanted your body, not the soul.
You purred every one to lust you and burst
You used sex as a powerful weapon
To fight with and to beat with,
For the rise to the pedestal, so as to love from.
You sought love nowhere.
You lost it everywhere.
Love hungry and name hungry,
You were too fast to find love anywhere.
You had tuned up for men atop.
Had you turned down to fans below,
You could have got fountain of love.
I take pity for your sad death.
The solace is that I had my youth
Before you had had your last breath.
Your erotic profile still is in my memory.
A woman of sacrifice is Marilyn Monroe.
01.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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