Epics are read to feel the emotion
In epics,
Emotions are essentially eight.
Forerunners are the heroic and the erotic,
Interwoven with the furious and the pathetic,
Intercepted by the horrible and the surprise,
And intervened by the comic and the disgusting.
The epics
Are read and read to experience similar emotions.
01.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Literature is the negative of photo
Literature mirrors not
What its society packs.
It mirrors what it lacks.
It is a negative reflector
And vacuum filler.
Slavery gave heroic epics.
Poverties pave for kingly epics.
Romance sprang from sexual taboo.
Eroticism clang of perversion
01.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I will always be the hopeless romantic, more often pathetic than heroic.
quote by Chris Lowell
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The One
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Heard you had a story to tell
Sold your soul in a kiss and tell
Sliding down on a helter skelter ride
Into yesterday
No way out, the price of fame
Once its told will you be the same
Rolling down on a roller coaster ride
Well be waiting for you
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Shock the world with your fall from grace
Glory days gone without a trace
No surprise youre a face without a name
But we all still love you
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Its time to tell you
Were faithful and true
Take us back to the days
When we could dream
cos it makes us happy
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Someone Keeps Moving My Chair
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Telephone call for mr. horrible
But before he can talk to the ugliness men
Theres some horrible business left
For him to attend to
Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain
As he sponges it off they say
Is this horrible?
Is this horrible?
Its the ugliness men, mr. horrible
Were just trying to bug you
We thought that our dreadfulness
Might be a thing to annoy you with
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Would you mind if we balance this glass of milk
Where your visiting friend accidentally was killed?
Would it be okay with you if we wrote a reminder
Of things well forget to do today otherwise,
Using a green magic marker, if its alright
On the back of your head?
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Were not done with you yet mr. horrible
You have to try on these pants so the ugliness men
Can decide if theyre just as embarrassing as we think
We have to be sure about this
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Someone keeps moving my chair
Mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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She must touch mine {adult contents}
I must touch the woman to grow erotic;
No need that she should.
I must kiss the woman to grow erotic;
No need that she should.
I must feed on her than she on me.
The only arena where
She can make me erotic
Is when she takes mine in her palm.
27.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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I find out more about Jack every week. Essentially, I'm the same character, but I'm having more fun this season because I'm doing more aliases, you know. I like the surprise of not knowing.
quote by Victor Garber
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The Realization That I Am Different
everyday in a sense
is not really horrible
no one is.
frightening yet
not that prolonged
every moment is a surprise
like a birthday
expected yet there are
still outbursts of
emotions they call it an outrage
because life can be so much
sometimes raging like a bull
with smoke in its nostrils
friends, excuse my dust
i am fed up and i vomit
what is unnecessary like
crab meat
i bought a pail and pair of
slippers
i have the sea with me and it
is free
the trees that i have planted
have become robust
i climb upon each
feel the world with its leaves
and on top of the branch
i begin to see myself
much different from all of you
all angles considered.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The reason can only be this: heroic poetry depends on an heroic age, and an age is heroic because of what it is, not because of what it does.
quote by Lascelles Abercrombie
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An Erotic Man
an erotic man
takes another woman away
and she is carried away
until another man
pumps bullets
and then the erotic man is taken away
by her husband
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I do not deny that I have made drawings and watercolors of an erotic nature. But they are always works of art. Are there no artists who have done erotic pictures?
quote by Egon Schiele
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I like writing about women, weak and strong, pathetic and heroic. I like writing about men, ditto. And all the variants of men and women, beasts and demons.
quote by Tanith Lee
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Some Horrible Stuff
Oh I know I can write some horrible stuff.
Written horribly to satisfy those horrible,
Seeking to be horrified.
And that is the reason...
The most horrible stuff written I can muster up,
Is specifically created to have that...
Certain horrible touch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Part of the lesbian consciousness is an absolute recognition of the erotic within our lives and, taking that a step further, dealing with the erotic not only in sexual terms.
quote by Audre Lorde
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a poem about Adam
there is stored force
in your hands running through
your fingers
it is erotic.
there are eight hills below
those sturdy hands
there is tiny circular pond
deprived of water
nearby is a forest with bushes
black and bereft of leaves
pygmy hair
you see a bone but you
rather call it a tree of life
it is so erotic
there are no clouds which are heavy
some drops of rain pour down
there is an explosion inside the mind
it is not yet on the month of July
it is so erotic
it is life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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sorrow ***** CEBU ISLAND AND OTHER SORROWS
Here where I built my name
My success my failure my pain
In an island where my dreams were built and perished
Pre-law studies public admin masteral
Collegiate debates amateur mountaineering
Freelance photography Christian brotherhood
Constitutional advocates neutral ideologist
impulsive emotions and human lust
Painful to look back
The idealism the struggle
The hunger and the lust
The lust that slaved my flesh
With horrible love
An erotic love
From suicidal woman’s heart
I can still hear her scream
Longing to captive my brain
To capture my name
I escaped empty
Goodbye beautiful queen city
Of the south
Goodbye dreams and pride
Now I keep on swallowing temporary defeats
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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Broken Ambitions
Here where I built my name
My success my failure my pain
In an island where my dreams were built and perished
Pre-law studies public admin masteral
Collegiate debates amateur mountaineering
Freelance photography Christian brotherhood
Constitutional advocates neutral ideologist
impulsive emotions and human lust
Painful to look back
The idealism the struggle
The hunger and the lust
The lust that slaved my flesh
With horrible love
An erotic love
From suicidal woman’s heart
I can still hear her scream
Longing to captive my brain
To capture my name
I escaped empty
Goodbye beautiful queen city
Of the south
Goodbye dreams and pride
Now I keep on swallowing temporary defeats
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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It's a repressive society where you can't be horrible, I'm not horrible, they made me horrible, I'm just honest.
quote by Johnny Rotten
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I have absolutely no empathy for camels. I didn't care for being abused in the Middle East by those horrible, horrible, horrible creatures. They don't like people. It's not at all like the relationship between horses and humans.
quote by Rachel Weisz
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Only One Horrible Thorn
I like to cry and throw a fit
Even the dark day I was born
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
I did not like people around
I would sit, curse at them and scorn
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
My heart could never feel the love
Deep inside I felt sad and torn
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
People still tried to get close to me
I would open my mouth and warn
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
I will never show a smile
This is an oath that I have sworn
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
But the day will come, I will die
Then haunt people after they mourn
I am a sad and drooping rose
With only one horrible thorn
poem by Paul Celano
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