The retired hurt
I loved Nita; all her lovers with their
Passion together could not make up the sum.
In exertion and exhaustion, I retire.
22.08.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Twilight
Gets the clouds hemmed with purple, once, and once again
It's a daily performance, free, and complete.
The actor sun never gets tired,
But us, we act the last scene, unfair, and out of use,
Then retire toward a foggy horizon...
Feeling rather alone, and forever, and maybe too slow.
poem by Adriana Maria Niţă from Algoritm literar (2013), translated by Dan Costinaş
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I Never Loved A Man Before
(tom snow/gerry goffin)
Deep in the night
When you think the world is fast asleep
You come to me, take me where I wanna go
Making promises I know youll keep
Youre the first love in my life
And the moment we touch
I can tell you how weak Ive grown
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
Its hard to say it
Words dont come so easily to me
But its here in my heart
And its making me lose control
What else can I tell you
Whod refuse a night that takes you away
And touches your very soul
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
I went along looking at love differently
Oh but now its so strong
Look what youve done to me
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Diana Ross
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The heavenly Prison
Your dark skin, Nita, is my prison,
Beyond which I don’t see any beam.
Your wordless words are its lock
Beyond which I don’t hear any din.
There are like me many prisoners,
Who serve in you for a life time,
Whereas I shall till death takes me.
That the freedom is heaven
Is disproved by your prison.
22.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Kiss Me Softly
Theres a state of grace that happens every day
Its a feeling I thought lost of locked away
Another question to an answer that I know
Oh, are you coming home, coming home for sure
Id walk a thousand miles, just to hear you calling out my name
Chorus:
Kiss me softly kiss me slowly
I get lost in you like only lovers do
Hold me closer love me tender
I get swept away like only lovers do
Youve awakened something deep inside my soul
And every moment, every breath I feel it more
Your hidden treasures that you keep down deep inside
We make love freely as we watch the new sunrise
Id live a thousand lives if every one I loved could be with you
Repeat chours
Id live a thousand lives
If every one I loved could be with you...
Repeat chorus 2x
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
song performed by by Journey
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Depressed Vilanelle
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain
And medication's there to help us cope.
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane
When life brings sorrow over and again
The mind lacks even energy to mope,
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain.
All passion and desire go down the drain
Soon followed by enthusiasm, hope,
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.
Give up the struggle. What is there to gain?
Recovery becomes a slippery slope.
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain.
But medication's there to ease the pain,
Reduce the gradient as back to life we grope:
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.
So praise the Prozac in sonnet or quatrain.
It keeps a chap from Paraquat or rope.
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain:
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.
poem by Pat Duggan
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Loved
Loved
Written by Ricky Wilde & Terry Ronald
Take all your goodness and shiness away
I'll tell you the things I've been longing to say
I'll break it to you just so you understand
The force and control that you hold in your hands
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(Ooh you are loved)
Live for the moment according to you
And so when the time comes you know what to do
Trust me, I'm giving no secret away
I'm drowning in you but I want it that way
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Rise to my world, fly to my arms
I love you
I'll make it for good, I'll make it forever
you know you are loved
Make me the beat of your heart
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The pathetic desire
He loved her that she did not know.
She loved him that he did not know.
They parted and have grown gray.
‘If I was loved or not, ’ is their
Question that still besets them..
09.12.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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One Love
Sunshine, on the horizon
Over two young lovers, while its going down
Somewhere, the same sun rising
On another two lovers as the world goes around
Same scene, played over and over
Same sweet passion
Same warm blood
Softly speaking the universe language
So many lovers, one love
One love
Might make a difference
Might take the walls, and tear em down
One NIGHT might keep on shining
If we take one love and we spread it around
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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Passion....
one thing with passion is that it is always burning
one wonders
where is the source of this hearth?
why are the flames so red and high that at times the become like
tongues of fire
licking the skies?
one thing with passion is that it is hardheaded and despite
the signs of weakness due to massive heating
exhaustion that sets in like a disease
it continues just the same as though it does not know what death is all about
the passion that makes us alive but which kills us though
a drug that forgets time's race against itself
this passion that does not know who are friends and who are enemies
leveling people like a straight line of the horizon
where the sun finally sets
and dies with the
darkness of the night
this is the last thing about passion
it finally meets eternity and somehow you just do not know it
when it comes and takes you away to its permanent home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Happens Everyday
(carly simon)
It happens everyday
Two lovers with the best intentions to stay
Together the decide to seperate
Just how it happens
Neither is certain
But it happens everyday
It happens everyday
After you break up
You say these words to your friends:
how could I have loved that boy?
He was so bad to me in the end?
Well, you make him a liar
Turn him into a robber
Well, it happens everyday.
But I dont regret that I loved you
How I loved you I will never forget
And in time Ill look back and remember
The boy that I knew when we first met.
Still it happens everyday
Two lovers turn and twist their love into hate
But am I so different
>from those young girls you used to date?
You used to adore me
You used to adore me
Still it happens everyday
song performed by by Carly Simon
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She had loved
She had loved,
Loved with the passion of a thousand loves
All of her hurt and pain went into this love
A love that no one had ever known
The ache and hurt from all the others went into the act of loving
The abuse of all the others went into her passion
The pain of rejection from family and friends went into the love making
She could never feel the hurt again so she put it into the passion and heat they two had when they where together
And when she was alone she would cry for the pain
Pain for the fear that she might never love
Cry for all the abuse that was put onto her body
Some in part to find love
Some in part to feel something instead of being loved
She used her body as a vessel to get what she wanted
And never showed love when doing it
She gave herself to forget herself and all the pain and fear and anguish
She gave and gave and showed no emotion in doing so
She knew that no one would really know her
Or really loved her
They were all just lovers without the love and all of the passion
She used what she knew
And passion is what she knew best
She had passion in the way she walked and talked and all the things that she did
She never showed her true colors
Until she found that love
And poured it all into the love making that she gave and cried for a different reason
She now cried for the loved that she had found and wanted
She gave all of her and more then needed to give to one person
That love that she had never had and wanted so desperately she gave to this person and that person never really understood her
She thought that this would never end and never wanted it to
But when the love in the love making faded it was just empty
And from then on all of her became empty
She did not know how to show true love and slowly lost her passion
All of her passion for all of the things that made her lovable
So now she was never to find that love again
Now she was passionless and empty
Empty was she would remain to be
Hallow once again just a vessel for others to abuse
and confuse for what they thought was love
Love that she would and could never feel again
poem by Ruthy Fernandez
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Peanut Butter Lovers
Chocolate,
And marmalade...
Is a taste craved by some.
Who may just rave...
About the flavor that comes.
But...
Those who prefer their peanut butter,
Alone...
Spoon it from a jar protected,
As if its diamonds they own.
Peanut butter,
When it's discovered.
Is loved like nothing other,
To soothe one's secret druthers.
It is licked quick from the lips.
And it isn't there long.
Those addicted to their peanut butter,
Have stacks in their homes.
Oh yes, it's peanut butter...
When it's discovered.
Is loved like nothing other,
To soothe one's secret druthers.
Chocolate,
And marmalade...
Is a taste craved by some.
Who may just rave...
About the flavor that comes.
But it's peanut butter,
Loved like nothing other.
It can make one stutter,
When it is discovered.
Oh yes, it's peanut butter...
When it is discovered.
Is loved like nothing other,
To soothe one's secret druthers.
Those peanut butter lovers,
Are different from the others.
Those peanut butter lovers,
Are different from the others.
Those peanut butter lovers.
Keep your chocolate and that marmalade.
Peanut butter lovers,
Are different from the others.
Those peanut butter lovers,
Are different from the others.
Those peanut butter lovers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lovers Walk
I wont walk with my head bowed
(be on) beyond caution where lovers walk
My love walks where threes a crowd
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers walk, lovers scramble
Beyond caution where the lovers walk
Lovers step, shuffle and gamble
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers trip, lovers stumble
Lovers dip, lovers fumble
Lovers lip where love has crumbled
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers strut, lovers stroll, lovers leap
Lovers late, lovers wait
Making promises that they cant keep
Lovers link up arm and arm
Lovers slink up, lovers charm
Lovers drink up and come to harm
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Love is gone and its no ones fault
Love has stopped here, lovers halt
Lovers dont walk, lovers run
Will you look what love has done
Will you look what love has done
Will you look what love has done
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Now loves limping on a lovers crutch
Looking for a hand with a personal touch
Beyond caution where lovers walk
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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I am not stopped by low funds, physical exhaustion, mental exhaustion, or temptations to stop and work on some other production that would be more financially rewarding.
quote by Richard King
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Knowledge is not a passion from without the mind, but an active exertion of the inward strength, vigor and power of the mind, displaying itself from within.
quote by Ralph Cudworth
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Lovers To Friends Declined
it is easy to go
from friends
to lovers
harder to go
from lovers
to friends
human natures
new lovers nurtures
old lovers skewers
once loved carcasses
firepit searing rotisseries
elevated temperatures
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love is irremovable.
Dear Nita, I love you hand in glove,
I am, for you, head over heals in love.
No one must have fallen, with you, in love,
No one but me, you must love, I resolve.
Farness eludes our proximity.
Family bond prevents our unity.
You are too shy to take chance, if any.
The mirage of love is my vanity.
How someone-else can or may love you, given
That I alone can or must love you any more?
None else do I love; none else should you, driven
By this fallacy, I run after you.
Your features were not the cause of my love.
You were not alone under the roof to choose from.
Yet I love you; it’s irrevocable, irreversible.
The inaccessibility of you did it all.
In my love for you, there’s no otherness.
I disbelieve any such otherness
‘Cause love refuses to admit otherness.
So, my love can head towards emptiness.
05.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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The Last Time You Loved
(brian neary)
I think there are people who need to be loved
Lonely and hiding the light from their eyes
Still too afraid to light up the night
Too lonely to come out of hiding
Well Ive seen you with the young girls
They come when you call
They make love so easy
They dont love at all
You want me to come running
When your worlds falling in
You want me till you got me
Then youre gone again
And your passion comes so easy
Then you ease away from me
Cause the last time you loved was the first time you ever cried
It was the first time you ever really loved
Its the last time you ever tried
Your defenses become you, now you become them
Its one night on the weekend
Then youre gone again
Well Im tears and Im passion and theres a woman in me
Stop all your runnin and Ill set you free
And I stand before you naked, and my soul is on my sleeve
And the last time you loved was the first time you ever cried
It was the first time you ever really loved
And its the last time you ever tried
It was the first time you ever really loved
Say its not the last time youll ever try
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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