Senses
Senses five
Together their might
Dangerous
To cause a fright
Can't be visualised
Always picks tones
And two eyes traverse
Only pleasure where they find
Nose pokes
Fragrance where abounds
Tongue for luscious loathes
Skin for fairy touch
But that which makes
Long for these
Hasn't got its dues overdue for long
And senses five
Longing only for bright
Have played havoc
And ruined his creations.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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There Our Senses Touch
There our senses touch.
In the fields of...
Fresh grass scented.
To glisten with dew,
Lifted,
By a dawning morning...
Clear.
Bright.
And appetizing awakening eyes.
There our senses touch.
With an open window nearby.
Where the 'is' and 'why' of life,
Breezes through fields God gives...
To make the experience of it,
Flagrant with inconsistent fragrance shifting.
From day to day.
As if to outdo each creation made.
There our senses touch.
In the fields of...
All there is to life.
And to know it can not be simply lived,
If not witnessed.
There our senses touch.
Outside of ourselves.
With none of it to be lived,
To sit on fences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Come To My Senses
I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in a car
Blonde hair in the wind
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
(chorus)
You come to my senses
Every time i close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Driving home in the cold
January rain
I've got to find my way out of this pain
I reached for you in the night
I dreamed of your kiss
I woke before it got light
With your name on my lips
Alone in my bed
Your voice in my head
(chorus)
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
You come to my senses
Every time i close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
Oh, i have no defenses
You come to my senses
Ah...
song performed by by Chicago
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You Came To My Senses
I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in a car
Blonde hair in the wind
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
(chorus)
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I cant stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Driving home in the cold
January rain
Ive got to find my way out of this pain
I reached for you in the night
I dreamed of your kiss
I woke before it got light
With your name on my lips
Alone in my bed
Your voice in my head
(chorus)
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I cant stop this ache inside
Oh, I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Ah...
song performed by by Chicago
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Beautiful Monster
Her stench lingers in the air I bathe in
Her skin in my hands I can still feel
The taste of her, my tongue craves it
The sight of her gives my body chills
She's become the one thing that haunts me
My nightmares and dreams are now the same
In cold, cold sweats her memory taunts me
She is the monster I can't restrain
She's the one thing that really scares me
The thing that goes bump in the night
She consumes my senses and impairs me
As beautiful as she is, she's such a fright
I'm terrified of what she has planned
And of the things I would let her try
I have to face my fears and make a stand
I have to look the monster in the eye
Shake the terror and regain my senses
Just endure what horrors she may bring
Now there she stands as my body tenses
And with her touch there comes a sting
A painful pleasure now burns from within
And quickly my world fades to black
Come back to myself with lips on her skin
And her nails still in my back
Now her stench I want to breathe it
And her skin I can't wait to feel
The taste of her, my tongue needs it
And the sight of her still gives me chills
Now she's the monster I won't restrain
It is me that she is haunting
All my fears no longer remain
For this beautiful monster I am wanting
poem by Joseph A. Solis
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Laughing In The Lilies
I see your face laughing in the Lilies,
Golden skin shining like the sun,
Eyes bright and full of fun,
Green hills surround us,
Beauty abounds in all I see,
Your heart makes me happy, you see,
Yours is a sensitive soul, it matches my own,
In your eyes I see glimpses of me,
In times of peace, just happy to be!
The breeze lifts your hair,
The sun caresses your skin, very fair,
To me there is no longer a care,
I think I would like to stay here, with you,
Will the world call me from your frocks?
Can we really be at one again?
How long has it been, sight unseen?
Too long, it is time to redeem!
8 May 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Youth To Elder
The years are catching up to us
Our minds seem to be losing touch
No longer do we see or feel
What is fake and what is real.
They say humanity has five senses
Which I tend to disagree
Seeing, smelling, hearing, taste and touch.
But those are just the outer senses of which they speak
What about the inner senses which control you and me.
Love, compassion, fear, hate
Just a few which they forgot to rate.
The list has become so long
That in a book it doesn't belong.
Sadness, joy, anger, frustration
It's not even enough for our imagination.
All these things with age we've come to know
And in our souls it began to grow.
The soul is the only thing that we can not lose
And given a choice- this I'll choose
For when it's time for us to go to the other side
Everything else is left behind.
The soul is like a treasure chest
It holds all the wealth that you've created
Of all the feelings known to man
So when you get to GODS kingdom
You'll understand.
It becomes like a video that you can see
Of your every step and memory
So Alzheimer's and dementia stand aside
You ‘re in for a long, long ride.
poem by Louis Rams
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Senses Coalesce
He was put in a jacket,
He was sent home,
He was given breakfast,
But he couldnt eat home,
His senses coalesce,
And he cried , no no no
All day long
He looked at the window
As thought it were a wall
He saw things that werent there
Nothing at all
His senses coalesce
And he cried , no no no
All day long
He thought himself a bird
This time flying high
He tought himself a man
An ordinary man
His senses coalesce
And he cried , no no no
All day long
song performed by by Xymox
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Senses Coalesce
He was put in a jacket,
He was sent home,
He was given breakfast,
But he couldnt eat home,
His senses coalesce,
And he cried , no no no
All day long
He looked at the window
As thought it were a wall
He saw things that werent there
Nothing at all
His senses coalesce
And he cried , no no no
All day long
He thought himself a bird
This time flying high
He tought himself a man
An ordinary man
His senses coalesce
And he cried , no no no
All day long
song performed by by Xymox
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Which is chaste?
My eyes are sharper than swords.
Your attention was held.
My words are sharper than eyes.
Your heart was won.
My pen is sharper than words.
Your senses struggle.
Is my sharpest weapon blunt
‘Cause your senses are strong?
No, your senses are iron sheathed.
Else, your senses are the weakest.
The senses shown can be visible.
Hence you dread to show.
The shown heart, who knows?
Hence, you dare to concede.
Heart, more precious, is given.
Yet you guard your senses.
Throne is lost; sword is guarded.
War is lost; battle is waged.
Kings are friendly; subjects only war.
Heart is given; senses are withheld.
Visibly chaste; Invisibly what?
13.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet- God gave man superior senses
God made each man, with eyes to see clearly,
And ears to hear the sounds that Nature made,
And nose to smell the scent of things surely,
And gave him skin to touch the Earth he laid.
Man made his own gadgets and tools to tell,
Details of environs that him surround;
Nevertheless, the things he made all fell,
Quite off the mark his special senses found.
And to his surprise, man had realised,
God given Special Senses simply great;
And all the things he'd made were mammoth-sized,
Ashamed and yet, he accepts not his state.
Whatever, God our Master gave to Man,
No man surpass'd; at least equal it can.
poem by John Celes
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Hung Up And Overdue
I'm so hung up I'm gonna go see her tonight
I'm so hung up I can't get her out of my mind
Could it be just stars in my eyes
Could it be this won't happen twice
We're overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
We're overdue for a dream come true
She said she's going to move to California on day
Said she's going out on safari to stay
She's tired of her job and the snow
We both need somewhere to go
We're overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
We're overdue for a dream come true
I'm so hung up on her now
I'm so strung out on her now
A gift from the sun to the moon
I hope something changes soon
We're overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
We're overdue for a dream come true
We're overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
We're overdue for a dream come true
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Always There Will Be Something To Write
for as long as the grain of sand is in the mouth
of the mother pearl so there will be pearls
it is the pain that makes it
it is the wound that makes the scar
it is the blur that makes the eyes
work hard to see
it is the haze and the mist
that make us stand and wait and carefully see
to find what is there
when the light of the sun finally comes
it is what is inside me
that i cannot just tell you
that makes me write
and for as long as i am muted by your presence
i will always have something to write
for as long as my tongue is tied
and nothing slips from there
i will always write
because there is no other outlet
no vent
for as long as i fear your wrath
i must continue to write
from the bondage of my teeth and tongue
my hands and mind
shall find its way to freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Payday Long Overdue
No one knows,
What you go through each day.
But there are some with 'something' to say...
About what it is,
That you do...
To get done.
No one knows,
How it is that you feel.
But opinions given they will reveal.
Just to get the satisfaction...
To opened ears to appeal.
But you know that...
Your payday coming for you is overdue.
For those dues paid that you've been through.
With no sad songs sung heard,
To come from you.
So get that payday long overdue.
You've been through what no one ever knew.
Leave those sad songs,
For others who sing the blues.
And you know that,
Your payday coming for you is overdue.
For those dues paid that you've been through.
With no sad songs sung heard,
To come from you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hung Up & Overdue
Im so hung up Im gonna go see her tonight
Im so hung up I cant get her out of my mind
Could it be just stars in my eyes
Could it be this wont happen twice
Were overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
Were overdue for a dream come true
She said shes going to move to california on day
Said shes going out on safari to stay
Shes tired of her job and the snow
We both need somewhere to go
Were overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
Were overdue for a dream come true
Im so hung up on her now
Im so strung out on her now
A gift from the sun to the moon
I hope something changes soon
Were overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
Were overdue for a dream come true
Were overdue for a dream come true
Long time, nothing new
Were overdue for a dream come true
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Senses in one are unequal.
You are with five senses
to guard you and to lead you,
some strong, some weak;
Gene and psyche are at work.
I am hungry by eyes and ears.
My lips are always dry
to get wet by women’s skin.
My other senses are undemanding.
17.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Senses Working Overtime
Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey.
Theres straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
My, my,
Sun is pie.
Theres fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime.
Hey hey,
Night fights day.
Theres food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly.
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty ones can all die slowly ,
All die slowly.
And all the world is biscuit-shaped,
Its just for me to feed my face,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference,
tween a lemon and a lime,
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime,
And birds might fall from black skies,
And bullies might give you black eyes,
But to me its very, very beautiful
(englands glory!)
Beautiful
(a striking beauty!)
And all the world is football-shaped,
Its just for me to kick in space,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure
And theres one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Senses Working Overtime
Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey.
Theres straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
My, my,
Sun is pie.
Theres fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime.
Hey hey,
Night fights day.
Theres food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly.
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty ones can all die slowly ,
All die slowly.
And all the world is biscuit-shaped,
Its just for me to feed my face,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference,
tween a lemon and a lime,
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime,
And birds might fall from black skies,
And bullies might give you black eyes,
But to me its very, very beautiful
(englands glory!)
Beautiful
(a striking beauty!)
And all the world is football-shaped,
Its just for me to kick in space,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure
And theres one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pushing The Senses
Finishing avenue
Pulling you under now
Your fighting the undertow
Before it sucks you down
Pushing the senses
It's pushing the senses now
Come on come on
What are you going to do
You can't find another day
Come on come on
You're pushing the senses
You're pushing the senses through
Always, I can depend on you
But sometimes
It's burning a hole right through
Let's talk about it
Staring at photographs
Post it on the wall
Images smiling down
The face of a lonely soul
Come on come on
What are you going to do
You can't find another day
Come on come on
You're pushing the senses
You're pushing the senses through
Always
'cause I can depend on you
But sometimes
I'm finding it hard to choose
Let's talk about it
Always
I can depend on you
But sometimes
It's burning a hole right through
Let's talk about it
Let's talk about it
Always
I can depend on you
But sometimes
Sometimes
Always
I can depend on you
But sometimes
It's burning a hole right through
Let's talk about it
Always
I can depend on you
But sometimes
It's burning a hole right through
Keep pushing the senses through
Let's talk about us
song performed by by Feeder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Angel's Restraining Order
Through my eyes
I see your beautiful face
A seraphim's promise
I watch your hips
move in heavenly grace
Through my ears
I hear a masterful chorus
spoken in words
detailing the simplest conversation
and I rejoice
in your laughter
Through my touch
I feel your silky skin
arousing my being
O how hard it is
to end the press
of this skin on skin contact
Through my nose
I smell your rosie odor
piercing the air in which
I breathe
penetrating my memory
locking you in forever nostalgia
But when I open my mouth
I utter a few words
and through all your senses
I'm perceived as a creep
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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In the island of my senses
In the island of my senses
You have come as a lover.
Last night you touch
With your fingers my
Softness and I wriggled
In such sweetness.
I touch you too with the
Sands of my shores
You do not really know
That I am here
In my flowers and
Shells. I whistle and
Sigh in my winds of
My islands. You do
Not know that I am
Here. In the island
Of my senses I lay
With desire concealed.
As I kiss you in your
Sleep, I am not even
A part of your dream.
In the island of my
Senses, you are
The boat that leaves
Me tomorrow. I am
Staying in pain.
My clouds bleed
In scarlet sunset.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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