One is to ten.
A pinch erases several kisses.
Displeasure caused is capable of
Obliterating tenfold of pleasures made.
Most of the friendships because of this break.
12.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Keeping My Mistakes Replayed
Keeping my mistakes replayed,
Is just too much.
With a play decaying,
Out of touch!
And...
Erases what we gave to save.
Keeping my mistakes replayed,
Is just too much.
With increasing hating...
Rough enough,
To...
Knock me out on my behind.
Not taking a chill pill that could heal,
Erases what we gave to save.
To let the spilling of milk just build,
Erases what we gave to save.
And a pouting grouched over mole hills,
Erases what we gave to save...
That kept manifesting raged days,
And made me run away.
Yes.
Made me run away.
Keeping my mistakes replayed,
Is just too much.
With a play decaying,
Out of touch!
And...
Erases what we gave to save.
Keeping my mistakes replayed,
Is just too much.
With increasing hating...
Rough enough,
To...
Knock me out on my behind.
And that time is not mine to find.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Meaning
I find the reasons for displeasure in a way,
Birthday erases bikes of selling pleasure and are away;
I see this ashtray in some solid ticket to ride,
The bells are sounding like heaven itself
In the churches of many scents and spells.
The magic of freedom shapes the whole quiz
Dancing in secrecy, following a way that is a ballet,
The coffee of this day celebrates the break of sport,
A sport loosens control in this modern world
That releases a formality and a reason.
The feeling of heaven itself shall be felt in a day,
After the last day, and during the long stay.
To betray a man shall lose him for the forces,
Like heavens without hells, like the forces of weapons.
What do you follow of my meaning, this season?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fairy Revels
Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue,
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.
Pinch him blue-
And pinch him black-
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead.
For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes,
Then to our midnight heidegye
Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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The friendships of the world are oft confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasures.
quote by Joseph Addison
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Rambling 1
you once
had best friends
time breaks
bonds
you refuse to
accept
broken friendships
you hope
someday
that relationships
repair
and heal
themselves
you move on
rethinking
promising that
you can
live alone
online
chats are
everywhere
nothing serious
about
long lasting
and true
friendships
they cause pain
during
break-ups
too many
unkind words
said
others come back
for some
utilitarian
reasons and
you have learned
a lot
nothing lasts really
friendships are
like promises
like things that you
take in the house
and simply
outlive their
importance
or need
or use
yes, it has always
been the use
you are not
that
never a user
and
they are
and will always
be
and so
here you are
chatting with
yourself
in some kind
of poetry
you always plant
the seeds here
and there is no
pain in
seeding
you never get
the chance
to taste
its fruits anyway
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Break On Through
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah
We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Yeah!
C'mon, yeah
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!
Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Doors
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The Leal
The friends I made have slipped and strayed,
And who's the one that cares?
A trifling lot and best forgot-
And that's my tale, and theirs.
Then if my friendships break and bend,
There's little need to cry
The while I know that every foe
Is faithful till I die.
poem by Dorothy Parker
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The Sweetest Songs Of Peace
the angels have come this early morning
in the little room
in this little house
in this little island
in my little time
now they are singing the sweetest songs of peace
while i am sleeping
i must be dreaming
pinch me, pinch me
the islands line themselves like boats
like men and women in an array
in the order of things
lining up in this system
they are listening
i must be dreaming
pinch me! pinch me!
wake me! wake me up!
i must be dreaming
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gratitude Is The Juice
A harvest comes tenfold of the seed sown
And one tenth of the blossom produced.
Gratitude comes one tenth of the help done
And not tenfold of the deed; be content.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm sorry i told you we're through! !
I'm sorry that i caused you tears,
the day i said goodbye,
I'm sorry that you broke down,
and that i made you cry,
You told me that you 'loved me',
but that just can't be true,
I'm sorry that my feelings,
just wern't the same for you,
I'm sorry that i made,
this relationship come to an end,
I'm sorry that we can't,
be no more than friends,
I'm sorry that i caused you,
an awful amount of pain,
I produced these grey clouds,
I'm sorry i caused the rain,
I'm sorry that together,
we wern't that special one,
I'm sorry that i ended it,
and told you we were done,
I'm sorry that i made you question 'why? '
but i can't pretend,
and i will not lie!
I'm sorry what i said,
you couldn't change my mind,
you deserve a lovely lady,
which someday you will find,
I'm sorry that i hurt you,
I'm sorry i said we are through,
I'm sorry we couldn't give it one more try,
I'm so sorry,
i said good bye! !
poem by Emma Jane Rae
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Friendships’ Yield
Friendships with the same genders
Produce in them confidence.
Friendships with opposite ones
Produce in them energy.
Hopes in them serve as a fuel.
Friendships last till hopes run out.
10.08.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Foreplay much matters [adults only]
Wave her hair, hold her head, pinch her nose
And press her hands. She is excited.
Lick her neck, kiss her cheeks, pinch the ears, Circle the navel and press the thighs and the belly.
She is aroused.
Lock her lips with yours, knead the breasts, Bite the nipples, lick the armpits
Circle the clitoris. She is charged.
Do cunnilingus. She is burning.
Enter her, toss her till she falls flat..
She will be yours years.
03.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Little Girl So Fine
After the music had stopped
I still heard it playing
I moved a little closer to hear
The words she was saying
She said Ill never break your heart
Ill never try to fake it
My love is here for you
All you have to do is take it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
The night seemed to say it was right
But could I believe her
My heart said, its time to go
But my eyes wouldnt leave her
Theres always somebody trying to break your heart
Somebody trying to take it
My little girl tried so hard
To help me make it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
So fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
So fine
When we danced
I forgot everything and whispered
Hold me tight
Take a chance
On what tomorrow brings
Wont you be mine, be mine
Be mine tonight
We walked away laughing together
Into the night for ever and ever and ever
Now I know
Ill never break me babys heart
Ill never try to fake it
Ill give her all my love
All she has to do is take it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
So fine
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Talk is by far the most accessible of pleasures. It costs nothing in money, it is all profit, it completes our education, founds and fosters our friendships, and can be enjoyed at any age and in almost any state of health.
quote by Robert Louis Stevenson
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There cannot live a more unhappy creature than an ill-natured old man, who is neither capable of receiving pleasures, nor sensible of conferring them on others.
quote by William Temple
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My Dear Mistress Has a Heart
My dear mistress has a heart
Soft as those kind looks she gave me,
When with love's resistless art,
And her eyes, she did enslave me;
But her constancy's so weak,
She's so wild and apt to wander,
That my jealous heart would break
Should we live one day asunder.
Melting joys about her move,
Killing pleasures, wounding blisses;
She can dress her eyes in love,
And her lips can arm with kisses;
Angels listen when she speaks,
She's my delight, all mankind's wonder;
But my jealous heart would break
Should we live one day asunder.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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Lips Like Sugar
She floats like a swan
Grace on the water
Lips like sugar
Lips like sugar
Just when you think you've caught her
She glides across the water
She calls for you tonight
To share this moonlight
She'll flow down your river
And ask him and she'll give you
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
She knows what she knows
I know what she's thinking
Sugar kisses
Sugar kisses
Just when you think she's yours
She's flown to other shores
To laugh at how you break
To melt into this lake
She'll flow down your river
And ask him and she'll give you
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
She'll be my mirror
Reflect what I am
A loser and a winner
The King of Siam
And my Siamese twin
She knows what I'm thinking
???
She'll flow down your river
And ask him and she'll give you
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
song performed by by Coldplay
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Be Not Indignant
Be not indignant, at the suns descent,
The golden moon is heaven sent.
Don't show displeasure when he sun departs,
The moon is made for youthful hearts.
Don't let your displeasure, overpower you,
The full moon comes and it is blue.
Don't let your resentment pique your ire,
Let the full moon stoke your fire.
When the sun departs, do not be miffed,
Just let the moon your spirits lift.
The sun and the moon, both have their place,
If you let their love, shine on your face.
4/19/11 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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The Fickle One
My eyes went away from me
Following a dark girl who went by.
She was made of black motherofpearl
Made of darkpurple grapes,
And she lashed my blood
With her tail of fire.
After them all I go.
A pale blonde went by
Like a golden plant
Swaying her gifts.
And my mouth went
Like a wave
Discharging on her breast
Lightningbolts of blood.
After them all I go.
But to you, without my moving,
Without seeing you, distant you,
Go my blood and my kisses,
My dark one and my fair one,
My broad one and my slender one,
My ugly one, my beauty,
Made of all the gold
And of all the silver,
Made of all the wheat
And of all the earth,
Made of all the water
Of sea waves,
Made for my arms
Made for my kisses,
Made for my soul.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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