Why longevity?
No longer should I live
Than I lose lust in sex,
Than I be a burden to my siblings
And than I turn handicapped,
My Lord! Who wants longevity?
13.05.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Defect is a blessing
One son, handicapped,
Got a post, on quota.
The other, a wholesome,
Reeled through out.
I wish I had both as handicapped.
13.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Lovers
Sit down and listen 'cause I've got good news for you
It was in the papers today
Some physician had made a discovery
This' what she had to say:
(Oooh you know that)
She said that every result she had backed her
Claiming that love's a longevity factor
So lovers live a little longer, baby
You and me, we got a chance to live twice
Lovers live a little longer, ain't that nice
Lovers live a little longer, baby
What a feeling when I hold you tight
Lovers live a little longer, yeah
I can imagine, I'll see in my fantasy
I'll enjoy every day
Making love is a dynamite drug, baby
So why don't we start right away
(Ahh, please don't wait)
I don't care if they're watching 'cause listen
We've got a reason for each time we're kissing
'Cause lovers live a little longer, baby
You and me, we got a chance to live twice
Lovers live a little longer, ain't that nice
Lovers live a little longer, baby
What a feeling when I hold you tight
Lovers live a little longer, yeah
I just don't care if they're watching 'cause listen
We've got a reason for each time we're kissing
'Cause lovers live a little longer, baby
You and me, we got a chance to live twice
Lovers live a little longer, ain't that nice
Lovers live a little longer, baby
What a feeling when I hold you tight
Lovers live a little longer, yeah
Lovers live a little longer, baby
You and me, we got a chance to live twice
Lovers live a little longer, yeah
song performed by by ABBA
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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Thirst-less water
To have lust-less sex with one’s mates,
To have sexless lust with the intimate,
Is our fate, perversion being to its root.
08022000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lust...
Lust destroyed my love
Lust pushed away my one
Lust made me weak
Lust took the one love
Lust killed my happiness
Lust is a sin I committed
Lust, I shouldn't had done
Lust got my suffocating
Lust made light turn into darkness
Lust made me miss my wife
Lust, my innocent girl is hurt
Lust I hurt myself too
Lust I miss my family I built
Lust, you were my biggest mistake....
poem by Joy O'Pateng
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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God Waits For You T0 Come
Jesus God, our Healer, Friend
Ever present loving Savior
Come to Him, all you who weary
Heavy laden, life survivors.
He will never turn you away
Just come and call upon His Name
You need not excellently pray
Be yourself, He'll take you just the same.
In life, we all go around searching
Like wandering sheep that go astray
When all the while the Lord is waiting
For us to come to Him today.
Your burden He is more than able
To carry, cure, and dissipate
For with God, nothing is impossible!
Don't lose your life, it is not too late.
He is your Comfort, your Burden Bearer
Your Sun and Shield, your Hiding Place
The Rock of Ages, great Redeemer!
The Lord is gracious to show His Face.
'The Lord is my Rock, my Fortress and my Deliverer,
my God is my rock, in Whom I take refuge.
He is my Shield and the Horn of my Salvation,
my stronghold.'
Psalm 18: 2
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 25,2010
Philippines
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Walkin' On Fire
I was born to dream,
The craziest boy you ever seen,
I gotta do It my way,
Or no way at all.
And I was here to please,
I'm even on knees
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
And then you came around,
Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Or no way at all.
Well I've had all I can take,
I can't take it no more,
I'm gonna pack my bags and fly......baby,
Or no way at all.
So why don't you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why don't you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
I'm here to please,
I'm even on my knees,
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
I gotta do it my way,
And when you came around,
You Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Well I'm sayin no way,
So why don't you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why don't you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
Repeat
Turn me lose,
Repeat.
song performed by by Loverboy
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Urge survives the organ
Menopause is not the end
For a woman’s lust.
Temper loss is not the end
For a man’s lust.
Teeth loss is not the end
For one’s palate.
Are those a curse or a blessing?
31.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Under lust rain
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Sweet Mama
By billy joe shaver
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Just let me tell you bout some truth in life Ive found,
Sweet mama, lord. set yourself right down.
Lord, pride, it aint worth a us dime, lord no,
Well pride, it aint worth a poor mans time
And its misery to be so jealous all the time
Sweet mama, lord, be kind to your mind.
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Oh sweet mama, lord lay them trophies down,
You know it aint no good to be givin me that same old run-around,
Cause sweet mama, lay your burden down.
Sweet mama, lord, youre so feelin fine
And I know that you think this is just a line,
But I only put these words into this little song,
To try, lord, and help us get along.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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In Me Thou Livest
Take, Lord, unto Thyself
My sense of self; and let it vanish utterly.
Take, Lord, my life,
Live Thou my life through me.
I live no longer, Lord,
But in me now
Thou livest.
Aye, between Thee and me, my God,
There is no longer room for “I” and “mine.”
poem by Sant Tukaram
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The Lust We Fought For
The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.
poem by Erin Grantham
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As the Dawn Comes.
As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say
You are a man
Never you forget
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
I ask myself again
What my lot here is
One day I will die
What legacy will I leave then?
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
It has been said that
Being siblings is like waking in one room
In the morning each finds
His own way
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
Even saints tell their Lord
Let no human tie however dear
Prevent me from
Following the way to God
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind.
poem by Samuel Nze
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Carrying Burdens
When I burden my heart Lord, with burdens that I should ignore,
For all my cares, you told me, that I should cast them all to thee.
These burdens truly do hinder me, from being all that I can truly be.
You truly Lord, do care for me, in ways that my heart can not see.
I must wholeheartedly trust my Lord to have peace in me restored.
In His trial Christ died for me, to give me eyes that I could see.
Turn my trial to a blessing Lord, like the cross that Christ endured.
I must pick up my cross and follow Him; to remain in worry is a sin.
You will never forsake me Lord; you’re with me through every door,
Behind the door, I may not know, but you’re with me every place I go,
Worry is only Satan’s utter disguise, while he is working out demise.
Satan, being the father of all lies; he will even deceive the wise.
So in each trial and each hour, I must rely on God’s Loving Power,
This power is all of The Lord, coming from the cross He endured.
It’s all God’s Power; it’s not mine that lifts my burden every time.
For God is there comforting my heart, well before any trials start.
I need to allow others to see, just how much Lord, you care for me.
For you are always with me Lord, in each and every trial I endure.
When I cast the burden to you, you always lead me safely through.
So why should I worry and fear, when I know God is always near?
(Copyright ©11/2004)
Turn Me Loose
I was born to run,
I was born to dream,
The craziest boy you ever seen,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
And I was here to please,
Im even on knees
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
And then you came around,
Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Or no way at all.
Well Ive had all I can take,
I cant take it no more,
Im gonna pack my bags and fly......baby,
Or no way at all.
So why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
Im here to please,
Im even on my knees,
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
I gotta do it my way,
And when you came around,
You tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Well Im sayin no way,
So why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
Repeat
Turn me lose,
Repeat.
song performed by by Loverboy
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So I steal not.
Lust is untenable
To be stolen of, I want not;
To be beaten up, I want not;
So I beat not.
To be a cuckold, I want not;
But I cuckold.
Lust is untenable
08.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Really, I Am In A Bad Time Of My Life
but i am used to these bad times
you see
these happen most of the time, we get used to these
bad times
and after a while we are no longer
affected,
no longer ruled by these bad times
and we become numb like we are prepared for an operation
like the way how my gallbladder
was removed four years ago
and people
call me sweet and women taste me and say i am
sweet and i like it
the bitterness is gone now
and i am ready for something new something sweeter
come what may
i have open arms and interesting eyes that speak the language
of
yucks! lust.
do you want to taste this chunk of lust?
or a slice of happiness? they call it love,
endearment, but i like it
when it is simply called by its plain name
no euphemisms
lust, lust, lust, just lust, no heart
i want a heartless love affair
one that does not
hurt
let me share it with you, but first tell me
were you once bitter too?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: Forgive Them God, Lord
Forgive them God, they know not what they do;
Forgive them Lord, they know not what they say;
Forgive them God, they are my siblings too;
Forgive them Lord, they seem just bad today!
Forgive them God, they were all born with me;
Forgive them Lord, they suffered really;
Forgive them God; they were so good truly;
Forgive them Lord, they have done their duty!
Forgive them God, the tempter has them prey;
Forgive them Lord, they were so sad most days;
Federal been God and send your guardian fay;
Forgive them Lord, they have innocent face!
Forgive them God; I’ll pray for them instead;
Forgive them Lord; better You strike me dead!
28-5-2001 Perundurai, ERODE. T.N. INDIA
poem by John Celes
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