Bulky and Beautiful - Burdensome Love
I came to this sleepy village
to manage my aunt's cashew farm
sincerely was on the job, till
bulldozed flat by a fleshy bul-bul
she boards the bus to school
in full view, through the windows of our hall
I tap on her back by a low-key whistle
turning back, she responds with a consoling smile
fatty and bulky is itself a beauty
broad, shinning open shoulders
twin folded curved belly, hot bun cheeks
slow voice, leisurely walk and of benevolent heart
I hang around near the bus stop, every evening
to witness the Jumbo's safe, scenic landing
over-sized breasts jolting very precariously
marvellously on her heels, to a perfect self-balancing
our castes are different and status is the irritant,
before making inroads, I should have clear courage and format
to squarely pole-vault all the barriers - intermediate;
and to weight-lift my big fat-hen above my shoulders.
poem by Santhana Louis
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Put The Weight On My Shoulders
Put the weight on my shoulders
Take the load off of your mind
Cause the headwinds that blow
Will fade away in time
Rest yourself on my waters
Take the lifeline from me
Rise above what has passed
And let yourself be free
I only know what love must bear
Through laiden times I will be there
And when your down Ill break the fall
Loose the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
I only know what love must do
When fortune cries Ill follow you
And when your down Ill break your fall
Put the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
Put the weight on my shoulders
See you star how it shines
Cause theyre so many dreams
Left to find
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Liquid
Smoke consumes his lungs.
Liquid fills his stomach.
He feels the weight of the world on his shoulders.
So he tries to lift it off a little by smoking and drinking.
The amount of stress keeps piling on his shoulders.
Little does he know that his baby girl is ready to lift the weight of his shoulders
and fill his body with love and compassion.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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With A Finding Of More Life To Live
If I sat back and thought,
About those battles I fought to win...
I would never have come to appreciate,
The ability to clear my mind...
To say what was on it to get it out,
With a finding of more life to live.
And to leave if for what it is,
Without carrying the weight...
Of who became offended by my honesty.
I've learned not to burden myself,
With judgements made by others...
On my shoulders.
I've learned to acknowledge,
My back and shoulders aren't meant for that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Discouragement Chant
(steady rhythm)
Square your shoulders.
Lift your head.
Put a smile on
and just start steppin'.
(slightly faster)
Square your shoulders.
Lift your head.
Put a smile on
and just start steppin'.
(slightly faster)
Square your shoulders.
Lift your head.
Put a smile on
and just start steppin'.
(rapidly, increase speed gradually)
Shoulders square.
Head up.
Smile.
Start Steppin'.
Shoulders
Head
Smile
St ep
Shoulders
Head
Smile
Step
Shoulders
Head
Smile
Step.
(normal speed)
Just start steppin'.
poem by Hidden Poet
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Perfect Circle
Put your hair back, we get to leave
Eleven gallows on your sleeve
Shallow figure, winners paid
Eleven shadows way out of place
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Pull your dress on and stay real close
Who might leave you where I left off?
A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends
Drink another, coin a phrase
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Try to win and suit your needs
Speak out sometimes but try to win
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
song performed by by REM
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Why Women Wear Heels?
Women wear heels, fashion dictate.
Women wear heels to imitate.
Women wear heels to feel great.
Women wear heels to look taller.
Women wear heels, feet look smaller.
Sky high heels to look sexy.
To walk on heels, one can't be lazy.
To walk on heels, a balancing act.
To walk on heels, risks the back.
Richness has is a beauty.
A fatty woman
With richness painted
All over her skin,
Was full in glow,
Tempting me to look
Back at her again and again,
From my seat in a train,
Defying the concept
That to be slim is beauty.
A fatty cow, a fatty pig,
How nice they look!
Richness has beauty
2.12.2000, Vijayvada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty has no standard
Plump cheeks,
Surging breasts,
Massive buttocks
Fleshy thighs.
It is epic beauty.
Firm cheeks,
Standing breasts,
Bonny buttocks,
Slender thighs,
It is modern beauty.
Beauty reforms according to fashion.
26.04.2002, pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Turning Point
I went down to the highway
That runs between love and pride
And I tried to get sideways
Across the great divide
But my minds eyes on the key ring
Crying in misery
cause it wont spend one more evening
Staring back at me.
It may be by choice or a small inner voice I cant say
When you add up the cost we all have a cross
How do you write off the loss?
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That theres no turning back? no looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
Its a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know whats coming next... at the turning point.
The rules are unwritten
And nobody knows the deal
Where have I been driven
Are deamons behind the wheel?
Yeah, I know my days are numbered
Were only flesh and bone
And Ive been left to wonder
How it went so wrong.
Is it all tailor made, can the sinner be saved, I cant say
So dont hang your hat on the knife Im my back
cause nobody treats me like that.
Where do I go from here?
How do I find my way?
When is it loud and clear
That theres no turning back? no looking back
Where do I go from here?
Nobody gets away
Its a new kind of fix
For the poor and the rich
You never know whats coming next... at the turning point.
song performed by by Toto
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Alabama
Oh alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan.
Swing low alabama
You got spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment is all that it meant.
Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
Thats breaking your back.
Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track
Oh alabama
Banjos playing through the broken glass
Windows down in alabama.
See the old folks tied in white ropes
Hear the banjo.
Dont it take you down home?
Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
Thats breaking your back.
Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track
Oh alabama.
Can I see you and shake your hand.
Make friends down in alabama.
Im from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doing alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
Whats going wrong?
song performed by by Neil Young
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Whistle by Flo-Rida
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby (ohh baby ohh baby poooo)
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
I'm betting you like bebop
And I'm betting you love creep mode
And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls
And stroke your little ego
I bet you're guilty your honor
But that's how we live in my genre
When I hell I pay the rottweiler
There's only one flo, and one rida
I'm a damn shame
Order more champagne, pull a damn hamstring
Tryna put it on ya
Bet your lips spin back around corner
Slow it down baby take a little longer
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby
It's like everywhere I go
My whistle ready to blow
Shorty don't leave a note
She can get any by the low
Permission not approved
It's okay, it's under control
Show me soprano, cause girl you can handle
Baby we start snagging, you come in part clothes
Girl I'm losing wing, my bucatti the same road
Show me your perfect pitch,
You got it my banjo
Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles
So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music
Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it
Give me the perfect picture, never lose it
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby
Go girl you can work it
Let me see your whistle while you work it
I'mma lay it back, don't stop it
Cause I love it how you dropp it, dropp it, dropp it, on me
Now, shorty let that whistle blow
Yeah, baby let that whistle blow
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby,
Whistle baby, whistle baby
poem by Shi Yelami
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Burn The School Down
She said
I lost my best friend last week at school
He got shot
Someone thought that he was part of something that
He was not
Now I'm watching all the cheerleaders show just how sad they are
When my friend used to come 'round
They used to laugh and egg his car
Now I'm gonna do my part as a concerned citizen
I think we should burn the school down
And start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
Education for the nation
Kids retaliate on each station
Expectation, violation
Pressure increased in each generation
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
She says
I want to feel more comfort in my own skin
But everyone around me makes me feel like
I'm worth less than them
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
song performed by by Zebrahead
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Only God Knows How That Goes
You need not know,
What it is I am thinking.
You need not know.
You need not know
What keeps me from sinking.
You need not know.
You need not know,
The weight on my shoulders...
Or the burdens of my load.
Or where I go,
To unravel my sack...
Off my back.
Or what it takes to keep me on track.
My burdens lift with quick assistance.
Only God knows how that goes.
Only God knows that's a fact.
God and I both know I am grateful for that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ashley Graham
I'm far away
Somewhere, someplace
I can hear you calling out
Someone left a Broken Butterfly behind
Ready to make my day
And I'm taking my courage in myself and placing it in my front self
I'm just waiting to kick the door down
And to be able to lift the weight off your shoulders Ashley
And to be able to protect you
And be your shoulder to cry on
You won't need to worry with me around
Because I hope, that in me, love you'll see
The Broken Butterfly has made my day
Made for a perfect stay
And god how I love you Ashley
poem by Justin Gildow
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We all have a destiny in accordance with the breadth of our shoulders. My shoulders are broad.
quote by Placido Domingo
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Crucifix
we, who walk with shoulders bent,
leaving bloody footprints in the snow.
our very lives a crucifix, by design,
our hunger unabated by the stars...
pray with calloused hands grimy
with the work of the heart.
whispered deaths lost to the wind,
nothing held back, or denied...
we, who walk with shoulders bent,
leaving bloody footprints in the snow...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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For Love Of
You're the boy
from near the farm
aren't you?
Jane asked
standing by
the school bus
after school
had finished
for the day
yes
you replied
yes I am
and you wanted
to say more
but your tongue
dried up
as if stuck
in some desert
someone said
you're new there
she added
looking at you
with her pale blue eyes
a few months
you said
taking in
her smooth skin
how dark her hair
how straight
and touching over
her shoulders
you ventured words
are you
the parson's daughter?
she nodded
rather than spoke
her reply
then looked away
as other kids
came towards
the school bus
and stood back
as they climbed aboard
their noisy voices
drowning out
the ambience
of her being there
like big guns of war
breaking through
the peacefulness
of a pre-war dawn
and you waited for her
to speak again
but she looked back
at the school
as if the audience
granted you
had ended
and you stood there
waiting to board the bus
like all the rest
come on Jane
someone called
and she turned
and climbed aboard
leaving you to stand
and watch
the lifting
of her leg
the black shiny shoes
the white socks
the way her hands
pulled her up
the next step
and you savouring
each moment
of her motion
full of a love
like one
for a work of art
full of emotion.
poem by Terry Collett
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The Revelation
The same old sprint in the morning, boys, to the same old din and smut;
Chained all day to the same old desk, down in the same old rut;
Posting the same old greasy books, catching the same old train:
Oh, how will I manage to stick it all, if I ever get back again?
We've bidden good-bye to life in a cage, we're finished with pushing a pen;
They're pumping us full of bellicose rage, they're showing us how to be men.
We're only beginning to find ourselves; we're wonders of brawn and thew;
But when we go back to our Sissy jobs, -- oh, what are we going to do?
For shoulders curved with the counter stoop will be carried erect and square;
And faces white from the office light will be bronzed by the open air;
And we'll walk with the stride of a new-born pride, with a new-found joy in our eyes,
Scornful men who have diced with death under the naked skies.
And when we get back to the dreary grind, and the bald-headed boss's call,
Don't you think that the dingy window-blind, and the dingier office wall,
Will suddenly melt to a vision of space, of violent, flame-scarred night?
Then . . . oh, the joy of the danger-thrill, and oh, the roar of the fight!
Don't you think as we peddle a card of pins the counter will fade away,
And again we'll be seeing the sand-bag rims, and the barb-wire's misty grey?
As a flat voice asks for a pound of tea, don't you fancy we'll hear instead
The night-wind moan and the soothing drone of the packet that's overhead?
Don't you guess that the things we're seeing now will haunt us through all the years;
Heaven and hell rolled into one, glory and blood and tears;
Life's pattern picked with a scarlet thread, where once we wove with a grey
To remind us all how we played our part in the shock of an epic day?
Oh, we're booked for the Great Adventure now, we're pledged to the Real Romance;
We'll find ourselves or we'll lose ourselves somewhere in giddy old France;
We'll know the zest of the fighter's life; the best that we have we'll give;
We'll hunger and thirst; we'll die . . . but first -- we'll live; by the gods, we'll live!
We'll breathe free air and we'll bivouac under the starry sky;
We'll march with men and we'll fight with men, and we'll see men laugh and die;
We'll know such joy as we never dreamed; we'll fathom the deeps of pain:
But the hardest bit of it all will be -- when we come back home again.
For some of us smirk in a chiffon shop, and some of us teach in a school;
Some of us help with the seat of our pants to polish an office stool;
The merits of somebody's soap or jam some of us seek to explain,
But all of us wonder what we'll do when we have to go back again.
poem by Robert William Service
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I Want You Back
Writers: leo sayer & albert hammond
You know I thought I could live without you
I thought I could get along
But I never realized that I could be so wrong
Was I a fool to leave you
Or was I a fool to let you go?
Doesnt seem to matter much now baby
I should have never let you go
I want you back
I want you back
And I will never stop until I got you back, aah, aah
I wander the road where we used to walk
And lotsof people pass by
They all look like theyre in love
Everybody but me
I see your face in the crowd
I hear your voice everywhere I go
And when I turn around thinking youve come back
Ah, youre never, never, never there
I want you back
I want you back
And Ill keep on searchin until youre really here
I want you back
I want you back
And I will never stop until the love Ive got
Is back in my heart to stay
I want you back
I want you back
And Ill keep on searchin until the love I got
Is back in my arms until I got you back
I want you back
I want you back
And Ill never stop until the love I got
Is back in my arms until I got you back
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Never Give Up
living with me
I don't think it would be so bad
this is the first time this year
that I'm not going to make you mad
I'm tired of my conscious
always telling me to stop slipping in
but I can't waste a second
on trains that will never begin
everyone has a head upon their shoulders
we're losing our pride as we all get older
everyone has to become their saviors
you might not get it right
or you might realize that its too late
don't back down
I'm over the past
can't you see
don't back down
I don't really care about before
before you met me
is it cool if I see you tonight
there's a thousand questions
I want to ask you
if you think that its alright
everyone has a head upon their shoulders
we're losing our pride as we all get older
everyone has to become their saviors
you might not get it right
or you might realize that its too late
don't back down
I'm over the past
can't you see
don't back down
I don't really care about before
before you met me
so don't take anything for granted
sit outside in the rain
an excuse you know I planned it
every ending
its all the same
don't back down
I'm over the past
can't you see
don't back down
I don't really care about before
before you met me
song performed by by New Found Glory from Sticks And Stones
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