Forbidden Fruits
They are meant to be kept
Under chastity quilts
By function they excrete;
Stink and a shame to exhibit
Damn with these new age tastes
Cat-walking are private parts
With unabashed conceit
Acts done under thick night sheets
Are moaning wild on blue screens
Voyeurs are hailed as connoissures
And sadists as epicurians
Yeah! Waning must be the effects
Of forbidden wisdom fruits
On humans; eons after; at last
Blinded are they of distinction
Between beauty and obscenity
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Amsterdam
Looking good through the window
Shinin red and blue light
A little thick in the bottom
But still lookin allright, yeah
Got a pocket full of money
Got me a long night ahead
A quick stop by the bulldog
Score me some panama red, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hot damn, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then nothin else can
Caught a plane outta moskow
Spent one cold night in berlin
Its a long hard way
But Im comin back again, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, come on now, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then no one else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hot damn, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then no one else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
You dont have to worry about the man, yeah, yeah ,yeah
Hot damn, burn an amsterdam yea, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone me like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Van Halen
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Shame, Shame, Shame
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... yeah
You made me sweaty
Talkin\' I was skin & bones
You cause your lovers grief
Oh.. look at me now
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy... thats right
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... a shame on what\'choo done
You know what ya done
You wanna butt
You wanna what
You wannna... ay ay ay
Yeeeaaahhh... well I was offered dice
I gav\'em a touchin\' hymn
But then the game broke a loose
Oh... you were the reason
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Yeah... shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... ay ay ay ay
And now you\'re talkin\' back
Well I can tell your plan
You oughta eat my words down on your knees... aar
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah... shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... a shame on what\'choo done... wellll...
Shame shame a shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame shame shame
Shame shame shame shame ... yooh shame on you...
Shame on what\'choo done... yeah
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... who yeah who yeah... yeah...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Sexually coward
We are all in a sense cowards;
We daren’t admit the inadmissible
In our sexual thoughts and acts.
Shame, qualms and quilts rule us.
07.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dirty Sheets, and Secrets
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not to meant to keep.
Violence has no restraints.
A bruise with no complaint.
Women quite quaint.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Infidelity, a double cheat has his reasons indeed.
Never quite complete full of envy.
Theirs a tell tale sign jealousy.
He want nothing to do with you.
How many clues, how many?
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Keep the habit with such evil deeds.
Stealing the sun to buy the moon is just another impossibility.
He says he can't help it,
it taste and feels so sweet.
He has received the treatment.
What good did it do. How many clues, how many.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Still you protect him, protect him.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Thanks for the Memories by Fall Out Boy
[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)
[Verse 1]
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
'Who does he think he is? '
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys
[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you, only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
[Verse 2]
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)
[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
[Interlude]
They say
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers
Get me out of my mind
And get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away
From getting you into the mood
Whoa
[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
[Chorus]
One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; (For the memories)
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
poem by Shi Yelami
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Perception Of Love
It's not right,
That I find I am fighting...
Sleep at night.
Perplexed...
By your perception of love.
And I lay seeking...
With wishes to meet,
Your unspoken expectations.
It's not right.
It's not right,
That I keep reaching to heights.
Thinking I might be able to represent,
What I believe is meant...
When given your silent treatment.
I ask of you what is on your mind?
And each time you reply, 'Nothing.'
But my feelings do not lie.
There is something in you from me you hide.
And this you deny.
When it comes time for you to leave,
I get a hug without a squeeze.
And a distant kiss...
Far from passionate.
Is this the last time I will see you anymore?
Those thoughts race through my mind...
As I take a peek at you,
Walking away from my closing door.
It's not right,
That I find I am fighting...
Sleep at night.
Perplexed...
By your perception of love.
Or is that my perception that over re-acts.
As I am left...
Feeling a hopelessness without a single fact.
'Do you love me? ' I think to myself as I wish.
And maybe yours is not admitted...
Because you are just too afraid to know it.
And my willingness to show mine,
Has blinded you.
Yeah...
That's what it is.
I've made you too afraid to know it!
Whew!
Yeah.
That's what it is.
I've made you too afraid to know it!
Too afraid to show it,
Yet.
What a relief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Outspoken
It may be an outspoken act to achieve what you desire,
But the electric impulses in the brain seek justice
For they make you behave with people and their acts.
The sight of trouble causes another man to speak out
For himself, like an engineer of distinction.
The heard variety of conversation is too beleaguering
As opposed to passive talking, but what is the better option?
My words are expressed according to my activities
Whereas you congratulate me to your tastes alone.
The acts to argue are those speeches made in the head,
Then the perseverance of our times is sufficient.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Here Comes The Night
Ohhhhh... here it comes
Here comes the night
Yeah, here comes the night
Oh, yeah (here comes the night)
I can see right out my window walking down the street my girl
With another guy
His arms around her like it used to be with me
Oh it makes me want to die
Yeah, here it comes
Here comes the night
Yeah, (here comes the night) here comes the night
Yeah... (here comes the night)
There they go, funny how they look so good together
Wonder what is wrong with me
Why cant I accept the fact shes chosen him
And simply let them be?
Here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Yeah... (here comes the night)
Oh shes with him theyre turning down the lights
Now hes holding her the way I used to do
I can see her closing her eyes and telling him lies
Exactly like she told me too
Oh, here it comes
Here comes the night
Oh, he here comes the night
Yeah... (here comes the night)
Here, here it comes the
Here, here it comes the
Here comes the night yaeh
Lonely, lonely night
Lonely, lonely night
Oh oo ho here comes the night
Here comes the night yeah
song performed by by David Bowie
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Making Friends
making friends
is like breaking the ice
each piece shows up
with a difference
some sharp
some round
the looks
the interests
and tastes
as varying as
they appear
some like books
some like music
some like sports
while some like bits and pieces of everything
for every new person I meet
i would be like
the sun is to the bloom
let it glow in pride, beauty
in the shadows
I seek them out
to enable them
exhibit their beauty
open their eyes
to the best in themselves
so that like the bloom
they would dance with joy
i would stand by my friend
be his sun or moon
to help him bloom
be it day or night
to help his world go round
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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You Meant The World To Me
(taylor dayne, ric wake)
Didn't really want to say good-bye
I was torn between love and pride
You kissed the child in me
Went and brought about a lady
Lovin times always seen to change
I guess i'm a part to blame
We lost our eye to eye
Day and night i only cry
Well your pushing got the best of me
A time i'd thought i'd never leave
Lift the hands that had a hold on me
Now tis time to breathe
Cause you meant the world to me
But i had other needs
To be the girl of someone's eye
And not a type that you could love and hide
Cause you had to take control
So i just had to go
I'm sorry how it had to be
But you meant the world to me
The love you gave blinded me
So disguised i couldn't see
You eyes seemed so sincere
I didn't notice any trouble there
But you went and turned your love on me
Only wanted me lock and key
Didn't understand my thoughts and ways
Pretty soon you said i'd changed
Chorus
You meant the world to me
You meant the world
People tell you stand by your man
If it's love through thick and thin
But you wouldn't go and let it be
So now it's time for me, yeah
Chorus
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Following No Rules
...is like going towards a house
on a mountaintop
the trees there have
ripe fruits for the picking
lots of jack
fruits spreading a map
of smell
and you focus your gaze
and you do not know
which way
you follow a scent
a view
and you bow down
to a thick grass
finding your way in there
you are not lost
you are tired
the house is still there
the fruits are about to fall
no one has gone there yet
in your wild
imagination
a native tells you frankly
sir, it is only the top of the mountain
nothing more
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Im With You
Im standing on the bridge
Im waiting in the dark
I thought that youd be here by now
Theres nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
Im listening, but theres no sound
Isnt anyone trying to find me?
Wont somebody come take me home
Its a damn cold night
Trying figure out this life
Wont you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I dont know who you are but i, Im with you
Im with you
Im looking for a place
Im searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
Cos nothings going right and
Everythings a mess
And no-one likes to be alone
Isnt anyone trying to find me?
Wont somebody take me home
Its a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I dont know who you are but i, Im with you
Im with you
Oh, why is everything so confusing
Maybe Im just out of my mind
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Its a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I dont know who you are but i, Im with you
Im with you
Take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I dont know who you are but i, Im with you
Im with you
Take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I dont know who you are but i, Im with you
Im with you
Im with you.
song performed by by Avril Lavigne
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Starship Troopers was great. It was great fun to work on something with blue screens and big budget special effects. Denise Richards was nice to look at too, of course.
quote by Neil Patrick Harris
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Sonnet 6
when love lies truth is made vain;
beauty's defiled, an uncomely thing;
wisdom's conceit is falsehood's reign;
will to vision does deception bring;
all grace is stained with spot
of self; justice made foolish; law
cast down; blessing cursed; charity bought.
in the grand design there dwells this flaw-
love of self corrupts workings of grace
and defiles wisdom, making vain her worth
and tainting beauty, turning ugly her face.
conceit of pride rules as falsehood's truth.
all's corrupted, nothing's incorruptible;
truth corrupted, truth turns abominable.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Beauty Tastes…
Beauty tastes
like the ambience of clean air;
inexpressible, intangible and pure,
yet enthralling and sweet
like joyful tears of western waterfalls.
Beauty tastes
like cool water on a sunny day;
calming, hopeful and soothing
like my mother’s assuring tips,
Yet consuming and ravishing
Like Delilah’s oily lips.
Beauty tastes,
like trimmed lawns and greenhorns;
Fecund, fruity and fresh-
The orchard’s very best
springs out from beauty’s own nest.
poem by Ayokunle Omoyeni
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Violence is not to be undertaken by private persons. If a state or administration acts without due and visible attention to agreed international process, it acts in a way analogous to a private person. It purports to be judge of its own interest.
quote by Rowan Williams
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The Wild Horse
(r. stewart/a. taylor)
Born and raised
In a motel in new orleans
I ran away
With a hobo and his gypsy friends
We rode a freight train up to cleveland
Across the utah plains
Proud men, troubadours torn and frayed
Sleeping under the stars
While gently strumming guitars
Played the songs of woddy guthrie
And the open road
I knew right then I could never go home
Cause the wild horse runs free forever
Oh yeah, a wild horse runs free forever
And ever and ever
I met a girl
From a family of position and wealth
What a hand
This rambler had been finally dealt
A beauty six years and ten
I felt the walls closing in
Like a swollen river
Bout to overflow
Like a losing gambler I kept on rolling
And a wild horse runs free forever
Yeah yeah yeah
A wild horse runs free forever
The wild horse runs free forever
Yeah yeah yeah
A wild horse runs free forever
Play the guitar
So understand I must go
But Ill drink you one last toast
Oh heres to the heart
And the hands of a man
That come with the dust
And are gone with the wind
May the wild horse run free forever
Yeah the wild horse runs free forever
The wild horse runs free forever
Yeah the wild horse run free forever
Wild guitar, baby, come on, wild
I know, I know, I know, I know
Play it for me, come on.
Yeah, hit it. yeah yeah. let me hear it, yeah.
The wild horse run free ...
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Martha Say
Written by John Mellencamp
Martha say she don't need no stinking man making no decisions for her.
She don't need his money, she don't need him between the sheets,
She ain't gonna sleep on the edge of the bed for no stinking man.
And that's the way she lives 'cause I saw her last night
Pouring water on a drowning man in the moonlight, saying:
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother,
Hi-de-hi-de-hey now, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister.
Say what, hey you, look out, Martha.
Martha say she don't need no revolver to shoot some idiot down.
She can do it with her eyes, she can do it with her smile,
She can do it with a conversation just walking down the hall.
Man, now ain't that the truth 'cause i saw her take a bite out of
Some macho dude laying some corn ball line on her last night, saying:
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother,
Hi-de-hi-de-hey now, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister.
Say what, hey you, look out, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother. (Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother.)
Hi-de-hi-de-ho, sister. (Hi-de-hi-de-hi, yeah.)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi. (Hi-de-hi-de-ho, yeah.)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, Martha.
Say what, look out, shake it up Martha.
Martha say say she ain't changin', no nothin' for nobody for
no damn good reason.
It's the way that she wants it, it's the way that she gets it.
Well, the girl loves playing hardball, it leaves me in a
no win situation saying:
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother,
Hi-de-hi-de-hey now, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister.
Say what, hey you, look out, Martha.
Repeat
Martha say she don't need no stinking man making no decisions for her.
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Blinded
Just an old friend coming over
Now to visit you and
That's what I've become
I let myself in
Though I know I'm not supposed to but
I never know when I'm done
And I see you fogging up the mirror
Vapor around your body glistens in the shower
And I wanna stay right here
And go down on you for an hour
Or stay and let the day just fade away
In a wild dedication
Take the moment of hope
And let it run
Never look back
At all the damage we have done now
To each other
To each other
To each other
But when I see you
It's like I'm staring down the sun
And I'm blinded
There's nothing left to do
and still I see you
I never believe that things that they happen for a reason
And they never go as planned
I wanted to thank you for a vision that was lost that you returned
But you're past where you understand
Now her appetite is blown
Little else is known
'cept she's a little angry
Grabs a towel, looks away
The heat fades with the day
And I fall down on what to say
oh something clean, let me be clever
Hey oh well, whatever
But that's not what I mean
Where we're been has left us burnt still
I wont turn now from a fight
You know I'll never win
cos when I see you
you know all the things I've done
and I am blinded
Like I'm staring down the sun
When I see you
When I see you
When I see you
It's like I'm staring down the sun
Yeah!
(Hey! I'm Blinded!)
Time it passes and it tells us what we're left with
We become the things we do
Me, I'm a fool spent from defiance, yeah you got me but
I didn't give up on you
But the rest is not a t-shirt or a swan song, no
Heat is born again and
It's not easy being me
When I can't promise I will mend
Or bend when you believe
That we are fixed now from our birth
And I've just fallen back to earth
Still you know I'll try again
Cause I believe that we are lucky
We are golden
We have stolen manners in the days when we were one
So when I see you
In spite of all that we've become
I'm still blinded
But I'm still staring down the sun
When I see you
When I see you
When I see you
When I see you
Oh yeah
I'm still staring down the sun
Oh yeah
I'm still staring down the sun
Oh yeah
Well I'm still staring down the sun
I'm blinded
When I see you
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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The Meaning of Intelligence
To make the distinction between the Person and the Thing,
Discriminate in one's depths 'twixt blind force and the Ring
Of deafening Silence, that bears the fruits of Honesty,
The leaves of Chastity, the flowers of Purity, that hold
The wayward, broken flesh of man's Mortality
In willing, mutual vigour, compassionate Charity;
Is all we have Intelligence granted to us,
To swat illusion, scatter lies, to gather up trust.
poem by David Levitas
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