The unfair act
An object draws one's attention.
Both are culpable.
A woman draws man's eyes.
Both are culpable.
Blaming man is unfair.
21.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
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I pass by that it is very culpable to be facetious in obscene and smutty matters.
quote by Isaac Barrow
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Let’s Remain Friends
Love is capable
Of ruining our marvelous friendship
And destroying our great relationship.
Love is culpable
In every instance, where strong feelings
Are engaged. Love stings
Like the nocturnal killer bees
Like the flower hat jellies of the shallow seas.
Let’s remain friends
Let’s shake hands
And avoid the kisses and the hugs
So we won’t stain our velvety rugs.
Love is a deadly harpoon
With a sharp and invisible blade
Love is an unpredictable weapon.
Let’s not drink that Kool-aid
Appearance is deceiving
This drink is potent and debilitating.
Love is capable
Of staining our soul
Let’s stay clear of the pool.
Love is culpable
Love is a viperish mother-in law
Love is an apprentice Alf with a deadly saw.
Let’s remain friends
Let’s shake hands
And let’s have fun
Under the pristine smile of the moon.
poem by Hebert Logerie (January 2012)
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Solitaire
Im not so bulletproof
But this is something
I could never say to you
This sometimes buries me
And I dont know if this is someone I can be
I tell myself its right
Still feels so wrong
Its better than nothing
Id rather not be here all by myself
Its better than nothing here with someone else
Its better than nothing
Id rather not be standing here alone
Its better than feeling like youre on your own
Im not so culpable
I never meant for this to get out of control
song performed by by Face To Face
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Impulsive bloomer
Mother breast is to
Stored fat to soak up,
inflexible body structure,
Lightning hurricane in the coffer
in the midst of the mother's milk
Body odor by taste...
culpable of the initial utter
The woman's body just wants a philosopher,
You may read the holy scripture,
might be congenital birth
religious assurance can be severe,
although that come with the taste of the birth -
The flavor of the woman's bosom.
poem by Palash Dey
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I Dropped My Draws
I dropped my draws!
And instantly...
We did not care,
Where they were!
I drew her in my mind!
All the time.
On my canvas!
I caught the sunlight on her hair.
Dew dipped in the mornings,
To glisten.
With a hint of tint...
Captured by the setting of the Sun.
And after I was done...
I would collect my drawings,
To begin my long walk home!
High on Russian Hill.
In San Francisco.
And she rushed around from Chestnut.
Brushed against me...
As I turned to lose sight of the Wharf.
We bumped!
And I dropped my draws.
Scattered they flew into the street.
She noticed her image,
On nearly all of them.
She looked at me and grinned.
Within an instant...
We fixed our eyes.
And neither one of us cared,
Where my draws were.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mr Man (feat. Jimmy Cozier)
Jimmy Cozier)
Somethin' about the way you smiled at me just drove me wild
Wish I could know if your alone, don't wanna cramp your style
But I cannot deny the feel that I feel when I look straight through your eyes
Feel my heart beating fast for her challenge may you try
I wanna know if you feel the way I do (I do)
I wanna know if theres a chance for me and you (and you)
If theres no way, meet at the bar and you say can't (You can't)
Cuz I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be. I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, unfair
(Alicia Keys)
Like the way you've given me attention through the night
Maybe I've had too much Remy, my man's right by my side
Every time I catch you watchin' me, feel somethin' down my spine
I play the game; it's just for fun and only for tonight
I wanna know what makes you feel the way you do (You do)
I think youre hopin' theres a chance for me and you (and you)
Should I meet you at the bar and say we can't? (We can't)
Cuz I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr.Man, unfair to Mr.Man, unfair to Mr.Man, unfair to Mr.Man
(Alicia)
I know all you wanna know is answers
(Jimmy)
Cuz you could give me what I need
You could give me everything I need
(Alicia & Jimmy)
We both know that we're attracted
Should we let our desires lead?
I wanna know if you feel the way I do (I do)
I wanna know if theres a chance for me and you (and you)
If theres no way, meet at the bar and say you can't (you can't)
Cuz I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr.Man, Unfair to Mr.Man, unfair to Mr.Man, unfair
I wanna know if you feel the way I do (I do)
I wanna know if theres a chance for me and you (and you)
If theres no way, meet at the bar and say you can't (you can't)
Cuz I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man
I wanna know if you feel the way I do (I do)
I wanna know if theres a chance for me and you (and you)
If theres no way, meet at the bar and say you can't (you can't)
Cuz I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man
song performed by by Alicia Keys
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You don’t have to earn
If your son is capable
Your earning is redundant.
If you son is culpable
Your earning is plundered.
Why must you then strain yourself
To earn for posterity?
10.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Each blade of grass has its spot on earth whence it draws its life, its strength; and so is man rooted to the land from which he draws his faith together with his life.
quote by Joseph Conrad
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hurt draws a line
love draws a longer line
just above it
quote by by Indira Babbellapati (19 December 2009)
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The well-dressed woman draws her husband away from another woman's door.
Anyone who draws attention to himself as an individual, is viewed with suspicion. We acquired this tendency, of course, from America, and we must resist it: levelling, and imitation of what others are already doing.
quote by Dietrich Fischer Dieskau
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My books were always full of ink blots, always stained and covered with smeared sketches and pictures, which one draws idly when his attention wanders from his task.
quote by Pierre Loti
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One hair of a woman draws more than a bell-rope.
Sonnet
Now let the draughtsman of my eyes be done
marking the line of petal and of hill.
Let the long commentary of the brain
be silent. Evening and the earth are one,
and bird and tree are simple and stand still.
Now, fragile heart swung in your webs of vein,
and perilous self won hardly out of clay,
gather the harvest of last light, and reap
the luminous fields of sunset for your bread.
Blurs the laborious focus of the day
and shadow brims the hillside slow as sleep.
Here is the word that, when all words are said,
shall compass more than speech. The sun is gone;
draws on the night at last; the dream draws on.
poem by Judith Wright
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Bars
He paces the space off
between the bars,
draws a cigarette out of his ass
and a match
that is hidden beneath the mattress
which he draws against a cement floor
and the match lights up
and in ecstasy
he draws in the marijuana fumes.
Just now somebody
are going to enter him from behind
in the shower
and he tries
to get it out of his thoughts
and thinks about the Vaseline
with which he is going
to wipe his body glowing
and suddenly the cigarette tastes bitter
and like a animal in zoo
he is caught and caged in
and monotony eats through his humanity
and he count while he measures his paces,
do a few push ups
and forces a grin
as he thinks that a hero character would have
l’Envoi
but the longing for drugs
is already in him
and to be bound to it
is another kind of penalty, a jail
where no light ever comes
that is making him an animal
who acts irrationally
waiting for the next fix.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Crikey
Appluading
Yesterday's news with glee
The attention seekers
Club together
On the balcony
Above the mourning nation
As the long hearse
Slowly draws away.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Sonnet XV. From Petrarch
WHERE the green leaves exclude the summer beam,
And softly bend as balmy breezes blow,
And where, with liquid lapse, the lucid stream
Across the fretted rock is heard to flow,
Pensive I lay: when she whom Earth conceals,
As if still living, to my eyes appears,
And pitying Heaven her angel form reveals,
To say--'Unhappy Petrarch, dry your tears:
'Ah! why, sad lover! thus before your time,
In grief and sadness should your life decay,
And like a blighted flower, your manly prime
In vain and hopeless sorrow fade away?
Ah! yield not thus to culpable despair,
But raise thine eyes to Heaven--and think I wait thee there.'
poem by Charlotte Smith
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Desnudo
qu te puedo dar, que t no tengas,
Diosa de las diosas? . slo, d.
qu prontito vas a dar la espalda
Diciendo que lo nuestro slo fu un deslz!
Dime cmo puedo deslumbrarte.
Yo no tengo perlas ni rubs
Yo que te dara el universo,
Tan slo tengo sueos en un mundo gris.
No ms castillos en el aire.
Quiero mostrarme a t.
Desnudo
Descubrindote mi alma.
Desnudo.
Lo que valgo y lo que no.
Y a morir abrasndome en tu hoguera,
O a quererte si te sirve un corazn
Cualquiera.
Desnudo,
Entregndome en tus manos.
Desnudo
Confesando que ment,
Que so, que fing, que lo que fuera.
Soy culpable por amor. haz lo que quieras
De m.
qu puedo decir que no te burles
Cuando den las doce para m,
Y la venda caiga de tus ojos,
Y digas que mereces ser an ms felz?
cmo diablos puedo ser tu hroe?
qu promesas voy a no cumplir?
Si es que te dara el universo,
Y slo tengo sueos en un mundo gris.
Desnudo
Descubrindote mi alma.
Desnudo.
Lo que valgo y lo que no.
Y a morir abrasndome en tu hoguera,
O a quererte si te sirve un corazn
Cualquiera.
Desnudo
Descubrindote mi alma.
Desnudo.
Lo que valgo y lo que no.
Y a morir abrasndome en tu hoguera,
O a quererte si te sirve un corazn
Cualquiera.
Desnudo,
Entregndome en tus manos.
Desnudo
Confesando que fing,
Que so, que ment o lo que fuera.
Soy culpable por amor.
Haz lo que quieras
De m
de m
song performed by by Enrique Iglesias
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Sitting Here Staring At My Last Friend
Sitting here staring at my last friend
We never talk, about the end
How can we talk?
Why should we talk?
The end is here between you and me.
For my last friends
in the bottom of a bottle
Down the barrel of a gun
My last friend is a friend indeed
A friend who could never run.
Your last friend is in your veins
As you stare blanky into that space
I can see it working behind your eyes
once sweet shining beautiful eyes
For your last friends
at the end of a needle
Under the screw down cap
Your last friend is a friend indeed
Draws your blood running like sap
Together we'll leave this cruel world
The sails of death unfurled
Me and my last friend?
Or me and you?
Eaither way, two of us sail.
For my last friends
in the bottom of a bottle
Down the barrel of a gun
My last friend is a friend indeed
A friend who could never run
and your last friends
at the end of a needle
Under the screw down cap
Your last friend is a friend indeed
Draws your blood running like sap
The sails billow out and the ravens scream
as we sail onwards on that ship
You on your own with the unscrewed lid
Me on my own with a smoking gun
One swallow, one bullet and two lives are gone
Me and my last friend
you and your last friend...
for my last friends
in the bottom of a bottle
Down the barrel of a gun
My last friend is a friend indeed
A friend who could never run.
and your last friends
at the end of a needle
Under the screw down cap
Your last friend is a friend indeed
Draws your blood running like sap
poem by Tamsin Burnett
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