Let drives live
It is woman’s urge
To find pleasure
In exciting men.
The urge grows to drives
When she finds
Being excited in turn
From the chosen one.
Such like drives
I gave you many.
For them, don’t extinguish me.
20.09.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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She Drives Me Crazy (feat. Zucchero)
I can't help the way I feel
Things you do don't seem so real
Tell me what you got in mind
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free
This waitin' 'round is killin' me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't get any rest
People say I'm obsessed
Everything you say is lies
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself, no
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
I won't make it on my own
No one likes to be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't help myself
She drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Like no one else
You know she drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Oh myself
She drives me crazy, oh yes
Like no one else, no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
song performed by by Tom Jones
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To relieve the urge is the urge.
You feel relieved
when the urge to eat is met.
You feel relieved
When the urge to drink is met.
The same relief you get,
When the urge to purge out
And the urge to pee are met.
Releasing the urge is the pleasure.
24.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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She Drives Me Crazy
I cant stop
The way I feel
Things you do
Dont seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
cause were runnin out of time
Wont you ever set me free?
This waitin rounds killin me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I cant get
Any rest
People say
Im obsessed
Everything thats serious lasts
But to me theres no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I wont make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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That Drives Me Crazy
It's the look in your eyes when we have to say goodbye,
That drives me crazy!
It's the way you kiss my lips and I know that this is it,
That drives me crazy!
It's the touch of your hand that says let's do it again,
That drives me crazy!
When we're all alone at night and we both know this is right,
That drives me crazy!
Each day my feelings for you grow,
Baby I don't need to guess I know,
That you are a special man,
And it's you I want to take to lovers land,
See the expressions of our love are far from lazy, and boy
That drives me crazy!
poem by Cassandra Robinson
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Urges of lust
Sexual urge meets with the coitus.
Carnal urge meets with the bites.
Bio-urge meets with the impregnation.
Psycho-sex urge meets with the child-care
And socio-sex urge meets with self welfare.
Lust is the force behind.
Lust is the source for all forces.
25.12.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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She Drives Like Crazy
Whered you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I cant relax
Got your license from cracker jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin me
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
Theyll put you behind bars
Were not playin bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeel wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy
Her cars a mess
She drives like crazy
Shes got a death wish I guess
Shes a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks shes drivin
The batmobile
Burnin rubber in school zones
Runnin over the traffic cones
Passin semi-s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin white
She drives like crazy
Shell break your necks (? )
She drives like crazy
She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
Now Im afraid for myself
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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The Urge To Merge
Written by Pam Reswick, Steve Werfel
Though I think I really know you
And you think you know me
And we're as close at two people
Could ever hope to be
Still I can't escape the feeling
That no matter what I do
I'll never understand what it feels like to be you
I get the urge to know you better
To make our spirits one
I want to see us be together
As close as we can come
I get the urge to merge
I get the urge to merge with you
I get the urge to merge
I get the urge to merge with you
Have you ever wanted something
You just had to possess
And it turned into obsession
And wouldn't let you rest
There are times I can't help wishing
I could melt right into you
Hear every word you're thinking
Feel everything you do
I feel trapped inside my body
And there's nothing I can do
Want to leap across the wall
That's keeping me from you
To break what can't be broken
To say what can't be spoken
If only for a moment
To touch your soul
I get the urge to know you better
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Urge For Going
Urge For Going
I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
and shivering trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in
I had me a man in summertime
He had summer-colored skin
And not another girl in town
My darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell trembling down
Bully winds did rub their faces in the snow
He got the urge for going And I had to let him go
He got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter was closing in
The warriors of winter they gave a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going, they've got the wings to go
They get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in
I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
and I'll the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime and have her stay jut another month or so
She's got the urge for going and I guess she'll have to go
And she get the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown
All her empires are falling down
winter's closing in
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Agents of one's actions
Nature sets me.
Chances take me.
Habits lead me.
Commitments send me.
Obligations force me.
Fear drives me.
Passion lures me.
Desires trap me.
Reasons guide me.
Quilts urge me.
I act from one or more such agents
16.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Urge For Going
I woke up today and found snow perched on the ground
It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
So when the leaves were trembling
Frozen trees were standing in a lonely row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
I had a love in summertime with summer-colored skin
And not another one in town my darling's heart could win
But when the sky turned traitor cold
And bully winds did rub their noses in the snow
She got the urge for going and I had to let her go
And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter's moving in
The warriors of winter gave a cold triumphant shout
Now all that dies is staying and all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flurrying and flapping through the naked sky
They got the urge for going
They've got the wings to fly
They get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
And ask her just to stay another month or so
But she got the urge for going
I guess she'll have to go
And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter's moving in
And she got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
All my empires are fallen down and winter's moving in
song performed by by Travis
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The Coach Of Life
Although her load is sometimes heavy,
The coach moves at an easy pace;
The dashing driver, gray-haired time
Drives on, secure upon his box.
At dawn we gaily climb aboard her
We're ready for a crazy ride,
And scorning laziness and languor,
We shout: 'Get on, there! Don't delay!'
But midday finds our courage wane,
We're shaken now: and at this hour
Both hills and dales inspire dread.
We shout: 'Hold on, drive slower, fool!'
The coach drives on just as before;
By eve we are used to it,
And doze as we attain our inn.
While Time just drives the horses on.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Drives Me Crazy
It drives me crazy that I love you
I never thought I would ever say that in a million years
Never thought I liked you more than friends
You talk to me more than anyone
You make me laugh even though some things are childish
You know me more than I know myself
I guess since we grew up together its no surprise that you know me better than I
It drives me crazy that I can actually talk to you and you listen
You don't make a big deal out things like some people do
It drives me crazy that we can make jokes about silly things
You're crazier than ever, never thought you would be like that
You use to be so shy in grade school
It drives me crazy that I actually like you
Everything I do I think about how we're closer than ever
It just seems so weird that we can talk to each other
It just drives me crazy
poem by Espn Chick
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Drives Me Crazy
It drives me crazy that I love you
I never thought I would ever say that in a million years
Never thought I liked you more than friends
You talk to me more than anyone
You make me laugh even though some things are childish
You know me more than I know myself
I guess since we grew up together its no surprise that you know me better than I
It drives me crazy that I can actually talk to you and you listen
You don't make a big deal out things like some people do
It drives me crazy that we can make jokes about silly things
You're crazier than ever, never thought you would be like that
You use to be so shy in grade school
It drives me crazy that I actually like you
Everything I do I think about how we're closer than ever
It just seems so weird that we can talk to each other
It just drives me crazy
poem by Heather Hill
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Uncontrollable Urge
Got an urge got a surge
And its out of control
Got an urge I wanna purge
cause Im losing control
Uncontrollable urge
I wanna tell you all about it
Uncontrollable urge
Makes me scream and shout it
Its got style its got class
So strong I cant let it pass
I gotta tell you all about it
I gotta scream and shout it
And I say yeah
song performed by by Devo
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The Central Passion
What is the central passion
of a life?
To please mummy & daddy?
To find a home for their furniture?
To found a family of one's own,
possibly a dynasty?
To fill the world with more books
that have no readers
or books that have too many
& kill
too many trees?
What is the passion
that drives us
as the wind drives
a winged seed?
To reproduce ourselves,
then die?
To meet God once
if only in a dream?
To reach enlightenment
through pain
or pleasure?
Or perhaps just
to question
as I am doing now,
& to teach by questioning. . .
Yes- this is both passion
& power
enough.
poem by Erica Jong
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To be longed for and to long
Why must a woman flaunt her beauty,
Even after having secured her mate
If at all that was her strategy,
And why must she still pursue it
Though not at all to procure one,
And carry it past menopause
When her cyclic urge settles down?
Why must a man long for a woman,
Even after having hooked his mate
If at all that was his acumen,
And why must he still sustain it
Though not at all to replace the one,
And carry it past his menopause
When he is rendered as a straw?
Being longed for is her pleasure;
Longing for woman is his pleasure.
23.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Thats The Kind Of Sugar Papa Likes
I didnt want you, did not need you
Sure wouldnt mean to kick you down
You know I love you, I really love you
Sure do wish youd come around
But youre the kind of sugar papa likes
And when you do it, it drives me crazy (drives me crazy)
And I dont know if Im up or down
Lost or found with you
You shoulda told me, Im not the only
Man to love you twice
But since I know now, I think Ill go now
And find someone wholl love me right
But youre the kind of sugar papa likes
And when we do it, it drives me crazy (drives me crazy)
And I dont know if Im up or down
Lost or found with you
But youre the kind of sugar papa likes
And when you do it, it drives me crazy (drives me crazy)
Well, I dont know if Im up or down
Lost or found with you
But youre the kind of sugar papa likes
And when you do it, it drives me crazy (drives me crazy)
Well, I dont know if Im up or down
Lost or found with you
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, with you
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, it drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, yes you, baby
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, and youre pretty, baby
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
Youre the kind of sugar papa likes, drives me crazy
song performed by by Kiss
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I Get Excited
(tennant/lowe)
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(excited)
(excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(i get excited)
(i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I hear the sound of the subway, the sigh of the heat
The click of the visitors' heels on the street
The rattle of the taxi, the scream of the cars
The clatter of the dustbin and the beat of my heart
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
You're in my soul
My body moves to your control
Baby, i've been thinking about you
All night long, and the neighbours are talking
I don't know why, i don't know why (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited) (i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(ooooooooh)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front for the urge to rule.
quote by H.L. Mencken
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She lives
Paintings of William Waterhouse
is dear to her
and she paints images of women
and faces
and tries to find
a Tuscan world somewhere
and in the contrast of darkness
and brightness of abstract art,
I see something deeper
coming out of her soul and life.
She wears her auburn hair
in plaits and later it hangs curling
over her shoulders
while I read passion, happiness
and an urge
to be really beautiful
deep in her golden eyes
and I know that she wants to flower.
She takes the dogs
on drives to a park and the river
where they run about in joy
and splash and swim
and she lives every hour
as if it can last an eternity
and tries to catch joy
in a moment
and when the urge takes her
she writes magic poems,
sad songs
and sets her life
to follow the Lord.
Somewhere in all of this
it’s as if she get wings
and the old world
of her past
fades into oblivion
and at times I wonder
if she’s a angel
or human being
and I love her
and she adores me
and all the days together
pass much to quickly,
but the fairy tale
remains reality
and I see how my darling
becomes a beautiful butterfly
that sheds parts of her soul
in words, notes and painting strokes
and she lives in a way
that I can never
really pen down.
poem by Gert Strydom
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