Flirting / Haikou
To flirt with women
Is akin flirting with death
In that you’re done with.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Flirt or not?
If looking in the eye...
And telling them what you really feel about them...
IS flirting....
If accepting and appreciating a truth about a person...
And making the person feel nice about it...
IS flirting...
If staying close everytime that person is around...
And giving a hug whenever you could...
IS flirting...
If speaking from the bottom of your heart...
And smiling everytime you talk to that person...
IS flirting...
If stealing glances every now and then...
And getting naughty at times...
IS flirting...
Then yes... i am a FLIRT! ! ! and proud to be one...
poem by Nivea Antony
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Variety is spicy
Take off your eyes; Let your wife flirt with someone.
Take off your eyes; Let your husband flirt with someone.
Flirting makes spurt Oestrogen and testosterone,
Which will induce you both to mate with vigour as often.
27.02.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Looks do not count.
i
Men flirt with lovely women
And marry faithful women.
Women flirt with handsome men
And marry sincere men.
Looks aren’t a major asset.
15.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Quarshie
Flirting young girls do forget their ages as they grow!
But when they do marry after their flirting games,
There and then they do see that they are very old.
Life to them is like,
Today you flirt and tomorrow you marry;
But it will not be the same always!
Because one day they will turn and want to have children,
Then and there it will be too late for them!
Yes, they have aborted many of their unwanted pregnacies;
But i am Quarshie on this side of the river and,
I know what i see around me always.
I know what i am saying and,
I know wher i came from;
For around me are many young girls playing from bed to bed,
And these experiences in life will one day cost them a lot!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Flirting Kind
She used to be the flirting kind
But the boy loved her anyway
He made up his mind
She said, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
You better stop
Stop your running round
I got everything I wanted
I could make up for lost ground
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
They say that her fate is sealed
But shes much too beautiful to ever yield
She says, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Shes crying in her sleep
For a man tone deaf
So is a man all over
Hes all over, all over town
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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A Mother's Tears
A mother's tears flow at the birth of her child.
A mother's tears flow at the death of her child.
A mother's tears are a cloak of protection saturating her offspring, from the crown of their head continuously to the soles of their feet.
A mother's tears reach the highest mountain and go down in the lowest valley.
A mother's tears tell her offspring while they're on the mountain top, "I knew you could it."
A mother's tears flow down to the lowest valley; enabling her offspring to swim out of destruction to safety.
A mother's tears are like a music composition, each note and tear is waiting to hear and feel the crescendo.
Flirting With The Enemy
Flirting with the enemy will bring
destruction and shame --
Flirting with the enemy have only
earthly gain --
Flirting with the enemy covers
you in utter darkness --
Flirting with the enemy
keeps your heart (spirit) stained --
Flirting with the enemy will bring
a reproach to God's name.
poem by Sarah A. Bell
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Death
Death is forever
So don't flirt with suicide
Death is painful
Stay away from knives
Death is not for lovers
So don't lie
Death is not for me
So don't even try
Death is clever
So be careful
Death is never fun
Stay away from strangers
Death is never pleasing
So don't get caught up in the hype
Death is never fair
So get use to it
Death is always occurring
So don't ignore it
Death is never what you expected
Sorry but it has to happen
Death is not for you
Please don't give up
Death is forever
Don't forget it
(5-15-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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Flirtation
Yes, leave my side to flirt with Maude,
To gaze into her eyes,
To whisper in her ear sweet words,
And low impassioned sighs;
And though she give you glance for glance,
And smile and scheme and plot,
You cannot raise a jealous thought,
I know you love her not.
Now turn to laughing Lulu,
That Witty, gay coquette,
With her teeth of shining pearl,
Her eyes and hair of jet:
With a mirthful smile imprison
Her hand within your own,
And softly press it—what care I?
You love but me alone.
To Ida’s chair you wander,
You’re bending o’er her now,
Until your own dark curls have brushed
Against her queenly brow;
In vain she strives to bind you
With fascinating spell;
For if sharply now I suffer,
You suffer too as well.
This fit of gay coquetry
Is meant, ah! well I know
To avenge my quiet flirting
At our ball a night ago,
With that winning, handsome stranger,—
Remember, Harry dear,
’Twas yourself who introduced him,
Yourself who brought him here.
Let us cease this cruel warfare,
Come back to me again!
Ah, what do we reap from flirting
But heartaches, mutual pain?
You’ll forgive my past shortcomings—
Be tender as of yore
And we both will make a promise
To henceforth flirt no more.
poem by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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Flirts
Why is it that men like to flirt?
They’ll chase anything in a skirt
When they see a pretty face
It’s like they’re all in a race
They want to see who’ll end up first
Like they’re all dying of thirst
Women are like their glass of water
Instead of someone’s daughter
Men who just want to flirt
To me are just like dirt
Friendships are so much more fun
With many friends you will have won
Won a prize much better than gold
And your soul will not be sold
Sold for a moment of just fun
Another friendship you have won
poem by Bonnie B Long
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To Love and Firt Concurrently
Can a woman in love with one
Flirt with another concurrently?
Can a man in love with one
Flirt with another simultaneously?
It does happen in both genders
As flirt is different from love.
Love is the identity driven.
Flirt is the corporal pulls driven.
(27.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Death Of A Women
a death of a women is a lost for us
a lost of a great personality
a lost of some one special
a lost of a mother n a loving sister
a lost of a great wealth
a death of a women is full of cries
a death of a protected shield
a death of a key of paradise
a death of a trainer;
a taker carer
a death of a women,
is a death of our heaven
a death of a cheering smile
a death of a emotions n wishes
a death of a world!
poem by Angels beauty
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Flirt, to be young
To keep you youthful
Sex Harmon is to secrete.
For the Harmon to secrete
Thought is to fill with romance.
To keep you romantic
The other sex is the tonic.
So flirt with someone
When tired of your own.
Undertake flirting
To overtake aging.
18.10.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You know, I'm not really any good at working out when people are flirting with me. And I think I'm too flirtatious with people I'm trying not to flirt with! What I am good at is making people feel uncomfortable. I don't want to but it always ends up happening!
quote by Josh Hartnett
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Your ways
The way you talk makes me feel good inside.
I just love staring at your eyes.
The way you touch me makes me horny.
I just want to pull you on me.
The way you flirt is so cute.
I love flirting back with you.
There are so many things you do.
That make me keep falling for you.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Death is... A Compilation of Death Poetry
(10/05/2000)
Death is when your loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain to the heart
Death is a feeling of permanent sadness & pain
Death is when your loved ones have forever gone away
Death is a call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is a lesson to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is an unhappy feeling to have
Death is unpleasant on anyone's behalf
Death is something we all will go through
Death is a storm waiting to brew
Death is a lingering crow always overhead
Death is a soul, done being fed
Death is cruel,
Death is unfair,
Why death?
Does death care?
Death is unkind,
Death breaks hearts,
Why death?
Do you like to part?
Death is here,
Death is there,
Why death?
Why be everywhere?
Death is the end,
Death is to die,
Why death?
To make people cry?
Death was created,
Death is still here,
Why death?
We live in fear,
Death is death,
Death is dead,
Why death?
Because death said.
Death is forever, so don’t flirt with death
Death is painful, so stay away from knifes
Death is not for lovers, so don’t die
Death is not for me, so don’t even try
Death is never clear, so be careful
Death is never fun, so stay away from strangers
Death is never pleasing, so don’t get caught up in the hype
Death is never fair, so get use to it
Death is always occurring, so don’t forget it
Death is never what u expect, so expect the unexpected
Death is not for you, so please don’t give up
Death is forever, so don’t forget that
poem by Shenise Ashmeade
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Your Flirting Heart
How you really turn their heads
Just like you do to me so well
Even though your so well read
Your Flirting Heart
When you look back and smile
I can't help but not take you real
You tell me I'm the only lover
But I don't know if that's how you feel
Your Flirting Heart
I rather just take my own time
And let love lead the very way
Instead of rushing in it all
If our love is real then it will stay
Your Flirting Heart
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Stones from Heaven...
Joy died.
The Spinster sends the
text Message which the Flirt reads aloud
in the Gathering of the Living. It says:
Dear Flirt,
I cannot answer all of your messages.
I am grieving over the death of Joy.
I refrained using words. But this i must tell you
I am in grief, I cry all day,
and sometimes I think that when Joy died earlier
than expected, I think, she must be lucky,
as the Living Them brought the Niche,
decked with assorted flowers, and
garnished with evening prayers.
I wish I had the same death.
I heard this in the Gathering of The Living,
and I joked that I am praying for Spinster's early death
and I will be bringing flowers and some followers
to recite the Usual Prayers.
Flirt says, If the Spinster hears this
There will be another ten months of Non-Speaking Terms.
Well, I admit, there is more plasticity always going on
in the Gathering of the Living.
Meanwhile, to lighten the Moments of Grief
the Bad Guys are playing
Cards, drink their rum, smoke their cigars,
and you say it correctly
They always find Joy in polluting this
Innocent World
Deprive it with Fresh Air and claim that they are
are the proper residents of the
Gathering of the Living.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do.
Flirt
FLIRT (with me)
You lost your self respect
You gave it all away
for no good reason
what were you thinking
Flirt with me
If you want me to
I'll do it for you
When you got that
smile on your face
that look in yourt eye
So look into these eyes
and tell me what you see
do you see affection
the way it should be
come on
Flirt with me
If you want me to
I'll do it for you
When you got that
smile on your face
that look in your eye
you want everything
I am the first you will ever have
I am your lover
I'm your God
When I get close to you
When you got that
smile on your face
that look in your eye
you want everything
song performed by by Zeromancer
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Driven to wall
Good or bad, you have to be with what you have got.
A single spouse, no mistress, the law permits.
Red-lights are put out as AIDS threatened.
Flirting is futile as women learnt to be cunning.
Past is with bygone philandering. Pride taboos women.
Images in celluloid and in pornographic pictures
Serve as sexual stimuli, masturbation as the only outlet.
25.12.2000, Pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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