Passion shifts
My heart had throbbed for women in sequence,
The latest being the hottest, the rest
Put into the cold storage on long run.
Still remains green the feelings undergone.
25.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ashes
(lonnie wilson/chris waters/charlotte wilson)
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
I saw your face when
He waltzed in here
But those old embers
Havent burned for years
The light thats shining
In my eyes
Is for the one that
Im with tonight
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
No I dont blame you
For having some doubts
But when he left me
That fire burned out
So dont be thinking
Theres still a spark
cause he could never
Tear us apart
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
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song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Cold Beer, Women and Music
I like cold beer on a hot day
I like hot women on a cold day
I like music on a hot or cold day
I like to have cold beer in my pad
I like to have my women scantily clad
I like to have my music not bad
I like my cold beer enshrouded
I like my women endowed
I like my music loud
I like my cold beer in my right hand
I like my women tanned
I like my music close at hand
I like cold beer to unwind
I like women to dine
I like music to remind
I like cold beer with women
I like women with cold beer
I like cold beer and women with music
poem by Bill Kamen
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Monthly Storage Fees
Why are you in such a hurry?
Where are you going?
What happened?
You look as if you have seen a ghost!
'I can't stop,
To discuss with you the latest annoyances.
I'm late paying my monthly storage fees...
Where I keep my 'logic'.
I've been given twenty minutes,
Before they get rid of it.
And if they do that around here,
All havoc will break loose.'
Oh...
Is that all?
I thought I would get some fresh gossip,
From you.
'Not today!
But I'm sure if you stand there long enough,
Someone will come along...
To share an equal waste of time! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking For a Friend
Days are long and nights are cold, with men seeking one to behold.
One who will fill that longing inside, one whose love won’t be denied.
The Father with that kind of Love, sent His Son from Heaven above.
Christ will not forsake you friend, His Love will carry you to the end.
So when your days are too long, Christ will fill your heart with song.
And on a cold and darkened night, Christ will fill your heart with light.
Friend, in many unexpected ways, you’ll see His Love all your days.
My friend, His Love will be just right, even through the darkest night.
His faithfulness will far outweigh, unknown burdens along your way.
My friend, if your faith should wane, Jesus Christ remains the same.
And even when we are faithless, faithful, Christ remains towards us.
In us, Christ in Spirit lives inside, and Christ Himself can’t be denied.
Christ’s Love for you far exceeds, all your hopes and all your needs.
The Love of Jesus Christ is pure; and it is one Love that will endure.
The Lord is filled with agape love, from The Father in Heaven above.
His Love is not an earthly kind, and so your love will not be declined.
So if you are looking for a friend, then Jesus Christ I do recommend.
His Loving friendship will not waver, but is one you’ll eternally savor.
Others friendships may cease to be, but The Lord’s will last eternally.
There is no greater love in the end, than one who dies for his friend.
(Copyright ©12/2005)
The fetish object
He told me that he liked me for my lips.
I didn’t know then he liked only my lips
Nor did I know that he would not indulge
In any act other than kissing lips.
What I found erotic turned repugnance.
What I pandered turned to be an ordeal.
He not handling but my lips in bed,
I soon cringed at his approach itself.
My lips have become to him a fetish object.
I regret having got married to him.
The want of spontaneity and variety
Have put me in cold storage,
My lips being sore and body burning.
09.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Carry Out Feelings
Nazareth
Im not just something you can pick up or put down
Entertainment value, like some circus clown
Dont give green stamps
With my emotions
Donthave a cut price soul
Dont do,
Carry out feelings
Or take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
Dont have the kind of heart
You reap and you take away
Keep in your cold store to use at some future date
Dont give a refund on my emotions
No discounting on my soul
Dont do,
Carry out feelings
Or, take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
Carry out feelings
And take away love
Im not just someone you can pick up and throw away
Someone to join you in arecycled love affair
Dont give green stamps with my emotions
Donthave a cut price soul
Dont do,
Carry out feelings
Or take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
Carry out feelings
You take away love
(words and music by nazareth)
Copyright 1975 jenevieve music (bmi)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Shes Got Claws
You are distraction
Like pictures on the wall
I dont like eyes
You are attraction
It gets to be routine
Youre up Im down
Shes got claws
But the factory knows
Were dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away
You say you love me
Maybe you do
A patience I cant steal
I dont believe you
You said straight
Its like giving up hope
Here on the ground
On the floor
Screaming nothing at all
Here on the ground
Like some whore
Looking down on you all
Too much advice. Im not sure.
Laughing hyenas
With pens for charms
Youll just suck in the boys
We have to leave soon
Shut the door
This house is far too cold
Shes got claws
But the factory knows
Were dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Like most women, I hate when a guy tries to pick me up by saying, You are the hottest girl I've ever seen. It's totally unrealistic. There are beautiful women everywhere.
quote by Karen McDougal
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Lost
The loss began out of sequence
Not quite inevitable
As the measure of a grief
At least in the procession
The pall bearers
The expenses
This loss
Outrode the cold cadaver
lying stiff like a stuffed doll
Half resembling a loved one
Casket ajar
Somewhere in the living room
By the armchair now empty of him
No this happened, long after he was gone
The loss happened
Out of sequence
When walking down a road with a familiar name
Took you by suprise
When walking backwards towards home
You return to find a dumb child
Jamming a key into a different lock
This was not your block
You lost the familiar scent of it
The room
The place
The time
The reason had left you
A blank
Uncertain
NAMES NO LONGER MADE SENSE
And you belonged to no one
No mirror could tell you who you were or are
No shopping mall assistant could escort you to safety
Only a waiting car
Left with the remains of you blank eyed
sad child wasted
With a few coins in yor pocket
It happened out of sequence
And suddenly
Arriving in a white landscape
The light almost erased you
Nothing could have prepared you for this
All maps signs roads names homes places faces
Strange
No use now
More alien this isolated slow death of you
Wishing
One last dance
One salvaged heart
From the wreckage
Of all losing him
This last slow circuit
Squeezing out the last ebb and flow of light
yvette smith april 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Never Believed Me
Feelings just want to dance here and there
Nothing is permanent, even if feelings want to rest still
Nothing seems to be lasting forever in this world
Life, I am not able to understand
Not even true love is ever understood
Only lies are believed, as truth always remains unnoticed
How should I live my life?
My love has even taken her shadow away from me
I wish that if you actually believed, then now we would have been one
Truth, my truth you never believed
Pain of my crying heart, you never believed
Never ever you believed me
Tell me please my love, did I treat you this bad?
Only you ruled my life, while I was with you
Never did I claim to be a perfect person.
Feelings, my feelings only wanted to dance with you
Love you I truly did, my twinkling star I really did want to make you mine
Sadly you are not mine anymore, because you thought I will hurt you and use you
Truth, my truth you were.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Poor boys
Without a girlfriend, a boy feels spineless.
Without a boyfriend, a girl feels fleshless.
Being with a girl is a kick for a boy.
Going with a boy is a pride for a girl.
Boys select girls for their looks.
Girls accept boys for their purse.
Boys get fantasy in the intimacy.
Girls get comforts in the company.
Such episodes are many to the girls,
Who spare modesty and keep virginity,
Sending the poor boys to the cold storage.
09.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Loving Tree
Three women walked upon a road,
And the first said airily,
“Of all the trees in all the world
Which is the loving tree?”
The second said, “My eyes have seen
No tree that is not fair;
But the Orange tree is the sweetest tree,
The loving blood is there.”
And the third said, “In the green time
I knew a loving tree
That gave a drink of the blood-red milk,
It was the Mulberry.”
Then the first one said, “Of all the trees
No sweetest can I name;
Ask her who yonder slowly comes—
That woman lean and lame.”
Grief like a hideous suckling hung
Along her hollow breast,
Pain was upon her as she walked,
And as she stooped to rest.
“Why will you question so?” she said,
“Is it to mock at me?
For how should I, who walk in Hell,
Know of a loving tree?
“My eyes are not as woman's eyes,
They hope not east or west:
Dull Famine my bed-mate is,
And Loneliness my guest.
“ 'Tis not the most delicious flower
That leaves the scent of Spring,
Nor is it yet the brightest bird
That loads his heart to sing.
“A tree may dance in the white weather
Or dream in a blue gown,
A tree may sing as a sweetheart
To bid the stars come down:
“Some trees are slim and lovable
And some are sleek and strong,
But the tree that has the cripple's heart
Will know the cripple's song.
“The sweetest death is the red death
That comes up nakedly,
And the tree that has the foiled heart
It is the loving tree.
“While ever lip shall seek for lip,
While ever light shall fall,
The tree that has the ruined heart
Is tenderest of all.
“Oh, ye may have your men to kiss,
And children warm to hold,
But the heart that had the hottest love
Was never yet consoled.”
The women three walked on their way,
Their shamed eyes could see
How well the tree with the foiled heart
Is still the loving tree.
poem by John Shaw Neilson
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I Can't Hide My Heart
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Ronnie Rogers/Greg Fowler)
When we're in a crowd, I'm sure you've noticed how
I love to look at you (you, you, you)
No, I can't deny, I get hypnotized
When I look at you (look at you, look at you)
Oh, it's the kind of thing, that I can't explain
No matter how I try
It's no mystery, the whole world can see
How I feel inside (feel inside)
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
When we're all alone, oh it's just as strong
When I look at you
Maybe even more, behind these doors
As I'm loving you (loving you)
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
Baby you never will be lonely, as long as I'm alive
You'll always be my one and only, for the rest of my life
Ooooh, ooooh
(Oh, oh baby)
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
These feelings I know
Can't help but show
And I can't hide my heart
I can't hide my heart
It's been that way right from the start
I can't hide my heart (and I can't hide my heart)
It's been that way right from the start
I can't hide my heart
I can't hide my heart
song performed by by Alabama
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No, No, No,
Last night woke in bed
In a cold cold sweat so sweaty so funky
Dreamin' of bad things to be or not to be
Haunting things like homelessness all the lonely people
Without a job car or food to eat
Leaves you a little bit paranoid well well
Can you spare a dime
But it reminds me how easily
We let our fears affect who we are
No no no can't come back
No bad feelings no no no
No sad feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
No ill feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No ego trippin' no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
Had a friend in desperate need
Of a little attention compassion you see
Did i mention that friend was me nope
Who'd just broken up from a love affair well well well well
I must admit i was truly hurt
And i couldn't change the facts and that's a fact
He loves her more than he loves me
And it's truly just as simple as that
No no no can't come back
No bad feelings no no no
No sad feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
No ill feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No ego trippin' no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
Don't care what other people say
Don't listen to them anyway
Can't let the evil get it's way
Don't let bad feelings make you pay
Don't care what other people say
Don't listen to them anyway
Can't let the evil get it's way
Don't let bad feelings make you pay
No bad feelings no no no
No sad feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
No ill feelings no no no
No jealous feelings no no no
No ego trippin' no no no
No insecure feelings
No no no can't come back
song performed by by En Vogue
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Summer Carol
It’s a long, long way to Christmas,
But I hear those Christmas bells;
There’s no bird roasting in the oven,
Yet I smell those cooking smells.
There’s no bright gifts
beneath a Christmas tree,
Yet those coloured lights
On green are what I see;
The company of friends,
The love of family;
Carollers singing
From a horse-and-cart;
It’s a long, long way to Christmas,
But it’s always in my heart.
Copyright (C) 2005, John Bliven Morin
poem by John Bliven Morin
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When She Was Lost
On the most sunniest day of the year,
On the most brightest day of the month,
On the most hottest day of the week,
A little girl was in the middle of the park.
These little girl was never heard,
These little girl was never seen,
These little girl was never understand,
But one day she disappeared.
No one saw,
No one heard,
No one cared,
These little girl was never there.
A little heart with little time,
A little heart with little hope,
A little heart with little chance,
Little girl who no one saw.
Little girl given one chance,
Little girl given one hope,
Little girl given one life,
Sad truth is she died that day.
On the most sunniest day of the year,
On the most brightest day of the month,
On the most hottest day of the week,
A little girl was in the middle of the park.
These little girl was....You fill in the rest.
poem by Andrea Szyhowski
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Tourettes
- moderate rock!
Mayday every day, in my heart.
Couldve had a heart attack, in my heart.
We dont know anything, in my heart.
We all want something fair, in my heart.
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyy! (x3)
Out of town, out of sight, is my heart.
Queen of lies, everyday, in my heart.
My heart, one more on the phone, my heart.
One more at the phone, at my heart
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy! (x2)
Mean heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart
Cold heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart!
Uhhhhhhh!
song performed by by Nirvana
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Clay Woman
Clay woman, baked too long
Stone cold, deep red, stand
Clay woman, heat too high,
Brittle with the remnant demand
Too long in the kiln
Not set at bake but sear
Scorched beauty remains,
But not a breath be near
Can't breathe too hard,
Clay woman may turn to dust
Can't look too long
For clay woman may combust,
And above all else,
Do not touch her heart,
Her back will break,
Her wounds will smart,
Clay woman, baked too long
All hope and joy abstains,
Clay woman, heat too high
Can my tears salvage my remains?
poem by Eowyn Aurora
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Reality (Naani 25 syllables)
The heart is the storage house
Of deepest thoughts, feelings
The eyes mirror them
But the lips open the gates.
'The good man brings out good things out of the good stored up in his heart; the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart, the mouth speaks.'
Luke 6: 45
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Oh! Man Mend The Ways Old
I once in a dream flew into the world of future,
On the wings of fear, with the heart of agony,
And landed into a burnt zone,
Remotely resembled the world of man,
All wrapped in grimness of smoke.
I beheld men and women:
The remains of nations in rags,
All grubby with harrowed faces,
Impressionless eyes they had in the sockets.
They were at war against one another,
Not for high objectives nor to subjugate the Earth,
But for water, food and zones of fresh air.
They all carried the charred clubs,
Or the sable stones in their hands,
When they were at rest they shivered with cold,
Oh! Man mend the ways old.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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