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Pollination

Pollination**

No days have passed I didn’t find
A woman I desired.
No months have passed I didn’t find
A woman I pursued.
No years have passed I didn’t find
A woman I flirted with.
No decades have passed I didn’t find
A woman who deserted.
The failure of fertilization
Is not the blame of pollination.
15.07.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Eyes Of A Woman

(track 13 - time 3:47)
(steve mandile/rory michael bourke)
He was rough, he was tough
And he drank his whiskey straight
He would fight every night if he didnt get his way
She was kind she could find all the good in everyone
And then one day she passed his way
He felt reborn in that morning sun
And saw her face, she called his name
And from that moment he knew hed never be the same
What you can find in the eyes of a woman
Is a reason to believe
Look deep inside the eyes of a woman
See the man you want to be
Id been down
Kicked around
The world had got the best of me
Out of rope
Little hope Id ever get back on my feet
She took my hand, said yes you can
One look at her and Im a brand-new man
What you can find in the eyes of a woman
Is a reason to believe
Look deep inside the eyes of a woman
See the man you wanna be
When I feel the need for inspiration
With just one look Ive found my salvation
What you can find in the eyes of a woman
Is a reason to believe
Look deep inside the eyes of a woman
See the man you wanna be
See the man you wanna be
See the man
See the man you wanna be

song performed by by Tim McGraw
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Brokenhearted Melody

I knew a woman
Treated me kind
Gave her all my dreams
Though she didn't know
Or if she did, she didn't say

I knew a woman
Mysterious and fine
Gaver her all my love
Seemed like, in a nick of time
But she didn't stay, didn't stay

I knew a woman
Soft and gentle
Stayed on my mind, on my mind
No need for sympathy
Maybe another day

I knew a woman
I never could let go
She was in my heart
No matter where I'd go
Come what may, come what may

I knew a woman
Think of her all the time
She couldn't feel my love
She's gone, no worries
Don't remind, Don't remind

Got to go now
Running out of time, runnin' out of time
A memory in my heart and mind
Would have loved her
For all time, for all time, don't remind

One day a sweet angel's going to find me
Rest this weary heart of mine
Going to love me for all time
Everything's going to somehow work out fine
Hope I've still got time, pray I've still got time

poem by James T. Adair
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXIV: Woman

If you want to play with love, find a woman that doesn’t too much complain
If you want a faithful follower, find a woman that adores you
If you want an equal partner, find a woman that cares to you
If you want a dangerous enemy, find a woman and hurt her heart

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You ARE A Woman :)

You are a woman,
A strong woman,
A grown woman,
One who WON'T give me what I want just cause I want it woman.

He needs you woman,
A loving woman,
Non-trusting woman,
One who knows the difference between right and wrong woman.

I found a woman,
You're one of em,
So many love em,
You just need to see the places you can be woman.

Hear me woman,
Don't fear me woman,
You're near me woman,
We all face strife, gotta change yo life woman.

See me woman,
No fake or frontin,
Can't be me woman,
For I am a man and you need to be a WOMAN!

['Enpowering women since the age of -9 months :) ']

poem by Tamell Bailey
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How Many Times

Well it takes a long time
To find the right woman
The best one there is
Not the best you can do
It takes a long time
To find the right woman
Some men never do
I spent half my life
Lying to girls
Who were looking for love
Where it didn't exist
The rest of the time
I was worrying myself
About what it was that I'd missed
[CHORUS]
How many times
I don't know, I don't know
How many times
I don't know but when it happened my heart started to go...
Ooh-aah, ooh-aah
Ooh-aah, ooh-aah
I didn't trust you
From the moment I saw you
I didn't trust you
And I know it was right
But my head and my heart
Have been fighting a battle
And my heart started winning last night
[CHORUS]
Well I'm bored by pain and I'm tired of sorrow
Give me the word and I'll leave here tomorrow
I don't giva a damn about anything else
The rest of the world can go and hang themselves
ooh-aah....(etc.)

song performed by by Proclaimers
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There But For

If I had passed you, one morning on the beach,
I'd have nodded and, half smiling,
said some ordinary thing
like, ‘Lovely morning'.
Then you'd have returned my nod and,
politely, half smiling,
agreed.
I would probably have thought
you seemed that sort of lady
who was nice enough.
And, when we'd passed,
I might then have turned
to observe you from behind,
in that way men do.
Then, continuing on my way,
I could have passed
a woman even younger.
One prettier in that way men find
at once to be attractive.
And, after acknowledging her
and she me,
I would, most likely,
have observed her, too, from behind.
Then, my thoughts loitering a while,
continued walking further,
and further,
from you...

poem by Red O'Mara
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From the Lips

Excuse:
'I didn't want to see them like that.
That is why I didn't come by to see them,
Before they passed away.'

Excuse:
'I know I should have asked you
How you were doing!
But I was told you were doing fine,
And that's why I hadn't called! '

Excuse:
'Even though I know most of our relatives
Attended.
I didn't get an invitation.
My father got one.
I should have received one too! '

Excuse:
'I really didn't tell lies on you and things you did.
I just told them what I heard.
And when I saw you the other day,
You didn't speak to me.
But I didn't tell them you didn't see me...
And what I heard came from someone,
Who hasn't seen you at all! '

These excuses come from the lips,
Of those who will swear they know you!
Everything about you...
And more!

Why they stay amazed,
You would rather keep away from them...
Day and night to remain in peace,
Will not stop a dropp of their gossip!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chauvinist

I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat

Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!

Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!

I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.

My dreams are of a
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woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Want A Woman

I cant wait to find the woman thats just for me
I know she's out there but where could she be
Ive seached alll over the world
In this never ending search for that one special girl
I cant wait to find her so our love can unfurl
i want a woman to make me smile whenever I see her face
One that I know nothing would make me replace
I want a woman with a kiss so warm
One that I can cuddle within the mist of any storm
I want a woman to know when she's with me
There's no other place in the world she'd rather be
I want a woman thats really something
I want a woman with a flame I would never have to rekindle
I want a woman with a love that will never d'windle
I want a woman thats silly as can be
I want a woman to appriciate the humor in me
How would I act when I find that one
It does'nt really matter, for my search will finally be done.

poem by Daniel Chapman
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True Beauty

May I find a woman fair,
And her mind as clear as air,
If her beauty go alone,
'Tis to me as if't were none.

May I find a woman rich,
And not of too high a pitch;
If that pride should cause disdain,
Tell me, lover, where's thy gain?

May I find a woman wise,
And her falseliood not disguise;
Hath she wit as she hath will,
Double arm'd she is to ill.

May I find a woman kind,
And not wavering like the wind:
How should I call that love mine,
When 'tis his, and his, and thine?

May I find a woman true,
There is Bettutv's fairest hue,
There is Beauty, Love, and Wit:
Happy he can compass it.

poem by Francis Beaumont
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Love Has Many Styles

'I never met a bridge' he said, 'that I didn't burn;
never seen a foot that I didn't shoot
especially if it was mine.
Never had a heart that had a home.'

'Me, ' she said 'I never had a heart I didn't betray
and give away;
never loved a man I should have.

I have carried too much water in leaky buckets;
loved men I couldn't see couldn't love back.
And now' she said, 'there's you.'

He said

'There's nary a woman that loved me that I truly deserved;
I've spent most of my love making time and whiskey-fying,
chasing skirts, raising hell, and giving hurt;
and now I need someone to help me mend my ways,
help I know I don't deserve.'

She said
'You an old boy fresh out of rehab;
my kind of man-
can't see too good-
and still needs a woman's touch'.

You're my man, ' she said.
'I like low-hanging fruit
that's been around the block or two,
that life's made eat a little humble pie.'

'You could be my woman' he said 'if you'd have me.'
'Oh I'll have you' she said 'you're my favorite kind of mistake to make.'

She meant every word she said and called them a cab
from Rusty's bar to go look for a rental place-
love being where you find it-
Love's Refugees riding around town trying to find a home,
start again,
Cowboy and
Cowgirl Style;

still determined
despite age
to Wrangle Life
yet again.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Hard Headed Woman

Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will take me for myself,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I wont need nobody else, no, no, no.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes.
I know a lot of fancy dancers,
People who can glide you on a floor,
They move so smooth but have no answers.
When you ask whyd you come here for?
I dont know why?
I know many fine feathered friends
But their friendliness depends on how you do.
They know many sure fired ways
To find out the one who pays
And how you do.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me feel so good,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I know my life will be as it should -- yes, yes, yes.
Im looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman...

song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Hard Headed Woman for M.V.

I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will take me for myself,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I won’t need nobody else, no, no, no.

I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed - yes, yes, yes.

I know a lot of fancy dancers,
People who can glide you on a floor,
They move so smooth but have no answers.
When you ask why’d you come here for?
I don’t know why?

I know many fine feathered friends
But their friendliness depends on how you do.
They know many sure fired ways
To find out the one who pays
And how you do.

I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me feel so good,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I know my life will be as it should - yes, yes, yes.

I’m looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman...

(a song, from Cat Stevens for Manolita)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Did I Really See That?

A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
Sleeping on my side of the bed?
Am I replaced?
So quick?
I thought we were going to talk
About it
Try to work it out
I cancelled all my plans
In a manner to surprise you
I didn't like the way things went
The other day
And now I get home
To find this?

A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown with ma woman on ma side of da bed
Am I replaced?
Just like that?
I thought what we had meant
Something to you
I thought we had a connection
I thought fate had brought us
Together
I thought our future
Was written somewhere
In heaven
Most of all I thought the feeling
Was mutual
For 5years I was relaxed
Thinking I'm in the right place
Where my soul belongs
Wasn't looking
Wasn't searching
Was content
And now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
Already!
I had always been loyal
You cheated more than I could remember
And I kept forgiving n forgetting
I kept loving you like you
Never wronged me
I Kept on trusting you
but to you all that was just a blur
I bet you thought I was fool
I bet you thought I'd never leave you
I bet you thought you were ma life
That's why you cheated
That's why you lied
That's why now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
I know you are
I have ran out of tears
I cried for so long*difedile*
I have ran out of Forgiveness
I forgiven you more than the
Bibble Says I should
I have ran out of space for you
The place I used to keep you is shuttered
And I have ran out of love for you
What I thought was mine
Is now ours
What I thought I owned
It turned out
We own
What I thought was true to me
It was all a lie

A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown
With my woman
On my side of the bed
She can stay
I'll leave..

poem by Diopelo King
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I am that woman

I am the woman you cannot stand
I am the woman you cannot part
I am the woman who will f*** your brains up
I am the woman who will make you love
I am the woman who will make you so mad you’ll forget your name
I am the woman who your mother will love
I am the woman who will make your mates laugh
I am the woman who will make you speak all night
I am the woman who will make you go ballistic
I am the woman who will annoy you all the time
I am the woman who you’ll find irresistibly cute
I am the woman who will make you forget what you do
I am the woman who you’ll spend all day in bed with
I am the woman who will make passionate love like a beast
I am the woman who will get you out of control
I am the woman who will make you lose your soul
I am the woman who you will accept defeat to
I am the woman who will make you sad when I leave the room
I am the woman who will drive you crazy when we meet
I am the woman who you’ll want to sit all night and stare me sleep
I am the woman who you’ll hate and love
And I am the woman who you’ll never f***ing forget!

…and you know it’s all true….

poem by Evita Velvet
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Pious and chaste.

I needed to steal but I didn’t;
No guts.
I desired to rape but I didn’t;
No nerves.
I wanted to revenge but I didn’t;
No valour.
I ended as a man pious
Like a woman who ends as chaste.
Being just and chaste for want of guts
07.10.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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She And He

To be a woman is to be silent and sure
To know, to be secure,
Not just about oneself but about the world,
About what's good and what's bad,
What to hold and what to void.
To be a woman is to be strong,
Not by becoming strong, not by acquiring strength:
To be a woman is to be strength itself.
To be a woman is not to speculate,
Not to know separation from the self,
Not to know death.
To be a woman is to find one's depth within oneself.
To be a woman is never to venture,
Never to stray, never to search,
But to have, as natural right,
Dominion over the earth.
To be a woman is to hold sway,
To be a woman is to be the source.

To be a man is to seek, to venture, to define-
And to find one's annihilation in woman.

[From The Serene Flame]

poem by Makarand Paranjape
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Her Hidden Treasure

Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.

Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.

Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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