Possession kills the passion
I might not, could not and would not
Have done her all the services
And with such fervor and zeal,
Deriving pleasure in each deed,
Had she married me, as I desired.
Possession kills the passion.
17.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Little about passion
Passion kills,
Passion thrills,
Passion fills,
with a sense of purpose..........
Passion may chill,
Passion makes ill,
Passion is still,
Pain mistaken as passion........
(2 7/Jan'/'09)
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Sweet-Sixteen
Like intense velocity of throbbing and foamy billow
O! Sixteenth being angered where you go
Could the cloud hide the shining sun?
That eye tells that you are affected by passion
Spring in life comes from love and pleasure
So, versification of love and passion blended which each other
Like sun get up newly married bride- never say no.
poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
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Pleasure is the life
Painlessness is happiness.
Absence of fear is peacefulness.
Pleasure is something different.
Pleasure of sex is its peak.
Life worthiness lies in the duration
Of pleasure. Enjoy the life.
19.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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See off the worries
The deed on your accord may turn bad.
Curse not; the doing gave you pleasure.
The deed thrust on you may turn good.
Regret not the doing, the end in mind.
If the deed out of the will harmed
Ask pardon and repent till the end.
Then you will have beaten your worries.
03.01.12003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poet Within 12/05/08
i give the lord possession of my soul for him to control.
for he is my inspiration and my guiding light
he is the one who gives me the sight.
to see the things in this life through word and deed.
and shows me the inner need.
to write my poetry so people can see
that he is the one in control of me.
my wife says it's an obssession which lasts into the night.
i say it's a passion that i continue to write.
now! can any one of you tell me which one is right.?
poem by Louis Rams
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Revenge is the pleasure.
A victory gives you pleasure.
It’s not a match to the one you get
When you have taken revenge.
But the standing pleasure is
When you have forgiven one.
22.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nothing Wrong
Sex is ridden with passion
When lovers come together
Or return after a long gap.
Sex is uninhibited
When the spouses make love
With mutual trust prevailing.
Sex gets cultivated passion
When a desire still tepid
Grows into passion in the proceeds.
Sex brings transferred passion
When a man works with his thoughts
On another woman he wants to mate
Or when a woman does with her thoughts
On another man she desired to get.
Sex gives host’s gratifications
When one subjects a low woman
Or one entertains a low man.
Oral sex is the peak of pleasure,
With man’s tongue on woman’s groin
And woman’s mouth under man’s groin.
Sex is met by masturbation
By both genders at their will,
They fantasizing their sexy persons.
The forbidden sex is the hottest
Where man feels the spirit of conquest
And the woman the spirit of liberty.
Sex with sex workers
Delivers an outlet for passion
For varieties and liberality.
Sex with same gender is a substitute,
Where people seek satisfaction
That they fail to get in normal way.
Experiencing sex is bliss.
Attaining it is the drive.
Sex finds nothing wrong.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seek love
Pleasure lies in desiring,
be anything or anyone.
However, it is not so for women.
Being desired is her pleasure.
Her role is the acceptance
12.12.2001, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Without passion
I think and thought
i hoped and wished
i cried and mourned
i yelled and laughed
i screamed in excitement
then i realised it was passion.
Passion is strong
it is intense
it is a great feelin of emotion
love, hate, desire, enthusiasm, fondness, zeal, affection and ardor.
A man without passion is like a man without life.
Yes, i pride in myself, i have life because
i have passion,
i know love
i show affection
i know what it is to be fond of
i can give warmth
i am full of ardor.
Just when i was begining to be exalted by my feelings you came into my life,
i found you in my soul
then i knew what i claimed was passion, was nothing compared to what you gave me.
I came to realise that passion wasn't anything else but a woman.And not just any woman, it was you.
Then i remembered 'a man without passion is a man without life.Without you i'm incomplete, without passion i have no life
Now i can boast of passion of love of life.
Because i have you.
In The Dark
In the dark I pierce you in the heart of what is good and brings life.
It gives me such a thrill.
The ecstacy begins to spill.
You shout and moan as I groan.
The passion kills with such delight.
I never want to end this night.
We all feel better when we meet this fate.
For this pleasure it's never too late.
The rhythym pulses and pounds.
Our inhibitions lay on the ground.
In the dark our desires meet.
With you now I feel no defeat.
Let's make it last, we have no past,
we have no future so let's get it right.
Alone with you in the dark,
we've created quite a spark.
In our pleasure we shout and bark.
It's over now we've had our sin.
I'll call you soon and it will begin again.
poem by Michael McParland
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Vanity Kills
Have you heard the latest? (you love you)
Have you seen who just walked in (vain vain vain vain)
(uh huh, you love you) right over there
Shes so vain vain vain vain
Vain vain vain vain
Im glad youve found someone who loves you
But sad to say that someone is you
And now perhaps youll both be happy
Guess that makes two just you and you
Someone who cares so much about you
But does that someone have to be you
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom yeah
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom yeah
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, it kills
So glad I found you glancing in the mirror
Gazing deeply at loves patron saint
Admire the frame, survey the scenery
Or are you just inspecting the paint
Temptations strong modestys so weak
High on yourself humble you aint
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom yeah
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom yeah
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills (no way)
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, it kills
So vain, vain vain vain
You love you (yeah)
Give it, give it us, give it us
So vain, so vain, so vain
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, it dont pay bills
Vanity kills, you love you
Vanity kills, if the blast dont get you
Then the fallout will
You love you
song performed by by Abc
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Love That Kills
Will you take me slowly
Will you lead me all the way
Will you sing me your songs
Until I am ready for
The love that kills
Yeah!
I have known you in the
Sheets and folds of many lifetimes
You were there when I was made
And I will speak to you in the language of dream until
Love comes my way
Love that kills
Yeah!
Hey I will ride on a dolphin, rain in my face,
Wind in all of my sails
Theres a shadow hard on my heels now,
But Im still trying to, Im still trying to...
Get to the place, were [rolling like strippers over spill]
I have come a long way and I need my cup refilled
So when you come for me slowly
When you come knocking on my door
When the soul sings
And the man is still
I will be ready
I will be ready
Yes I will be ready for the love that kills
Yeah!
The love that kills
The love that kills, kills, kills
The love that kills
song performed by by Waterboys
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Possession Obsession
You know theres something you need
Right here and now
To fill the space inside of yourself
Money love or power
When you want to have the number one first run anyone
Youre crazy til you own them
You ought to know better than that
The more that you buy the less you get back
Its a case of possession obsession
Gimme gimme
The compulsion to count the percentage of time
Spent between two lovers
Can turn an hour into a crime
And all the good times suffer
Though you know its only jealousy
You cant help but be
Haunted by your passion
Dont you know its a matter of fact
The more that you take the less you give back
Just a taste of possession obsession
Brings a case of possession obsession
Gimme gimme
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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They told me my services were no longer desired because they wanted to put in a youth program as an advance way of keeping the club going. I'll never make the mistake of being seventy again.
quote by Casey Stengel
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
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Services defined.
Helps for wages aren’t services.
Helps for a favour or fair woman
Cannot be held as services.
Yet such services get merit
If performed as an alternative
To a lucrative jobs at hand.
01.11.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her Body Language is Possessive
Her body language is possessive,
as if the pleasure is aimed at herself
but still her passion is active
full of knowledge, pleasure and meaning
with the heat of her tongue, lips and mouth
that covers my whole body
everywhere over me
before she pulls me into her hot depths,
when I hear her breath quickening in passion,
when she stretches over me,
bending her body over mine
with her long hair covering my face
while she is flowering over me,
astounding me in long moments of pleasure.
poem by Gert Strydom
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In 1975 I met Alison Brown and in 1982 we were married. She works for Cornell Computer Services.
quote by Kenneth G. Wilson
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And What Of Passion?
Can it be passion
That gives meaning to joy
Which results in emotions
Excelling in ardent employ?
Passion is wholly
Transforming, it transcends
Then creates sacred fires
In the heart that burn without end.
Chaotic and wild
At times it obsesses
But acts out deep fantasies
With a profound zeal - nothing less.
Rapturous passion
Exults in desiring
Each day's opportunity
To infuse spice into it's fire.
Passion means living
To fullness our loving,
Giving all to another
With unrestrained fervour as proof.
Primordial life
Inspires every heartbeat
With pure authenticity.
Pulsating energy defeats
Boredom - -
Passion is unbeatable.
Hidden Passion
Hidden Passion,
stored locked away the thought of passion forgotten,
yet, lingering in distance air passages.
How does one recapture these floating
Ever so soft clouds of passion
to be able to put back these whispering breezes of desire?
If only it could be stored in a bottle
to be later mixed with an enticing fragrance
that is activated by gentle slow embraces of love-making
and soft touching one to the other
this scent that refills the air
getting stronger with each moment
as the passion in the both of you heats up!
Written by Rick Defalco
Copyright ©2003 Pen Name : Dream walker.
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poem by Dream Walker
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