An Anticlimax
Do you share the bed
with a perceived lover in illicit
borders?
A pink gestation
of a thought? Hands
holding a naked truth?
The winds were harsh, cold
and persuasive. And lake was
sending an obscene invitation.
You were ready to make
a jump, ending the speculation.
I speak alone -
in the arguments with
sooty bust of the sky.
Moon has no other name.
poem by Satish Verma
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Invitation
I received your invitation;
sorry I will not be there.
After loving you for so long,
it would be too much to bear.
As the invitation slips through my fingers,
I remember how your love slipped away,
so I am sending back you invitation,
the invitation for your wedding day.
I don’t think you will miss me,
as he will be holding you tight.
I will only bring back bad memories
and you wouldn’t want them tonight,
so I am sending back your invitation,
the invitation for your wedding day.
For my dearest darling
it is the only and best way.
(Written in the 1960’s exact date unknown)
poem by David Harris
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Arabah
My tears bath my pillow in the night like a river and,
My bed soaks all around me in the night like a lake;
But to whom shall i keep my peace with when,
I am lost in the ocean of the night?
Praise so be to you who understands my problem,
For how long can i swim to you on this river of love?
I am lost, naked lonely;
And i need your ture love to carry me on.
I am lost on this side of the river and,
How can i swim through this ocean of love?
Since, the woes of the night is all over me.
You can hear the noise of the river and,
You also see the pains to my movements;
But the sea of love to my heart is like this lake around me.
Come and carry me over this ocean,
Come and take me to the other side of love;
And like two lovers lost in the deep blue sea,
Why should my night be so long on your love?
This night needs an escape to your love zone,
So come oh my lover and take me across the sea;
And, why should this trap run over me without my lover?
For the cold of the night had also traped me than thought.
Come oh my lover and see me through,
For i am very lonely and naked;
And there comes the river of my tears again.
I have to overcome this lake and rushed into the ocean,
For your sweet love is enough to see me through the waves of the sea.
Why should this occur to me when, i am cold and lonely?
For a beggar knows his own lover and the blind knows his own way;
But i am alone and lost in my dreams.
Come oh my lover,
Come and see mee through;
Arabah is your name and, i will overcome this water by your sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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More Than A Woman (Bump 'n' Flex Club Mix)
Passion, Instant
Sweat Beads, Feel Me
Cupids Shot Me
My Heartbeats Racing
Tempt Me, Drive Me
Feels So Exciting
Thought of highly
Its Yours Entirely
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than Another
More Than A Woman
More Than Enough For You
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
Midnight Grindin
My Heartrates Climbin
You Go, I Go
Cause We Share Pillows
Chase Me, Beat Me
Theres Still No Separating
Morning Massages
With New Bones In Your Closet
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
I Said Ill Be
Ill Be More Than Enough For You
More Than A Woman
More Than Enough For You
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
Im Gonna Be
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
I Dont Think Your Ready
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
For This Thing
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
Youre Not Ready
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
This Thing, This Thing
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
Constant Pleasure
No Scale Can Measure
Secret Treasures
Keeps On Getting Better
Do You Wanna Roll With Me?
We Can Go To Foreign Lands your Hand In My Hand
Do You Wanna Ride With Me?
We Can Be Like Bonnie & Clyde
Be By Your Side
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
Ill Be More Than Enough For You
More Than A Woman
More Than enough For You
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
song performed by by Aaliyah
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A Definition Of What Is Obscene
if you wish
you may follow my footsteps on the sands of my shore
behind me
figure out what i am
on the dimples of my bottoms
on the size of my arms
on the broadness of my back
on the color of my skin
the way where my hair is blown by the winds
of change
the way i carry my head against the fading light of the afternoon sun
think some more
do not think of me as a piece of lust
and object of your sexual stimulation
think of me as a person on this journey meeting the monsters of doubts along the way
talking to ghosts
expelling bad spirits that want to destroy us
do not be lost in the beauty of my naked body
i do not indulge in the lust of your hours
i have a mission
to do what is right and stop what is wrong
i am naked truth walking in the shores of time
my penis hangs like a bell that tolls for freedom
i am a man searching for truth
against the fading light of the moon
i am not obscene
truth is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unhappy, let alone angry, religious people provide more persuasive arguments for atheism and secularism than do all the arguments of atheists.
quote by Dennis Prager
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Sorrow And Silence Walking Hand In Hand
it is the sorrow that is always cold
cold as the moist ground
where the earthworms live
it has hands less the warmth of the
callousness
and it is the silence with a veil
nothing to speak about
that keeps on holding my heart
it has no hands anymore
but it has strong wings
and sharp beak
there is a land somewhere
where the eggs must be put to finally
make out
a sense of home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some Speculation
There's been some speculation about a recent invitation
There's been some speculation about a recent invitation
What's your game?
What's his name?
Is it your inclination to accept this invitation?
Is it your inclination to accept this invitation?
What's your game?
Going away with someone new
Yesterday I went there too
Going away with someone new
Yesterday I went there too
There's been some speculation about a recent invitation
There's been some speculation about a recent invitation
What's your game?
What's his name?
Is it your inclination to accept this invitation?
Is it your inclination to accept this invitation?
What's your game?
Going away with someone new
Yesterday I went there too
Going away with someone new
Yesterday I went there too
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys from Disco 2
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Sexy Stylez
More than a woman
Passion, instant
Sweat me, feel me
Cupids shot me
My heartbeats racing
Tempt me, drive me
Feels so exciting
Thought of highly
Its yours entirely
Ill be...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than your others
Ill be...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
Ill be more...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
Making love under covers
Ill be more...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
Midnight grindin
My heartrates climbin
You go, I go
cause we share pillows
Taste me, feed me
Theres still no separating
Morning massages
With new bones in your closet
Ill be...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than your others
I said ill be...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
Ill be more...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
Making love under covers
Im gonna be more...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
I dont think youre ready
I dont think youre ready
For this thang
For this thang
I dont think youre ready
For this thang
Youre not ready
I dont think youre ready
For this thang
This thang, this thang
I dont think youre ready
For this thang
Constant pressures
No scale can measure
Secret treasures
Keeps on getting better
Do you wanna roll with me?
We can go to foreign lands
Your hand in my hand
Do you wanna ride with me?
We can be like bonnie & clyde
Be by your side
Ill be...
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than your others
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
I, Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
Making love under covers
Ill be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than enough for you
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Jump
[Chorus]
Well you better jump, jump, jump,
If you wanna' live at all.
Yes you better jump, jump, jump,
Even though you're bound to fall
Cause' they're gonna' make you sorry gonna' make you cry
If you don't jump, jump, jump, into the seat by and by.
Well, you jump for joy and happiness,
You jump when things go right.
You jump when you're asleep
And you hear a strange voice in the night.
Sometimes we get to use to things, they don't mean what they did.
I know that what make my floor, make another fellows lid.
(Chorus)
Well, I'm always on the lookout,
For somethin' fresh and new.
Like bein' on a cookout with a crazy Kangaroo.
Just when I think I've found a place where I'm sure I wanna' stop.
My body won't quit cookin' and my mind begins to hop.
(Chorus)
Well, I'm thinkin' about a thousand things,
I'm a losin' lots of sleep.
I'm glidin' on my inner wings, I'm gettin' set to leap.
I'm ridin' on my pony, I'm lettin' out my rope.
I'm lookin' for an idea that a big bar of soap.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental Break)
(Chorus)
Well, one man was cold and hungry,
One man was rich and well.
One man stood at the window, as the crowd began to yell.
While the poor man prayed to Jesus and the rich man made a deal.
One man was standing naked yellin' do what you feel.
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
song performed by by Don McLean
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Dare Speak Me
Words don't roll off my tongue
Prefer being lodged in my throat
Tickle, Consciousness pricking
Fear induced swallows of Constricted truth
Dare I speak/ What would the world say
Dare I speak/ What would the world think
Naked thought aint' exactly P.C.
Honesty usually isn't policy's best
Especially choosing irony outlined boundaries
Hypocritical VERBS metamorphosis
Stuck, Awaiting liberation
Dare I Speak Me? ? ?
poem by Naked Thought
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Naked In The Jungle
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep it humble, else itll come unfurled
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
As I keep a-watching over, make sure no one can pass
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Some folks gettin too much, other just aint gettin none
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep em humble, else youll come unfurled
Lets go boy!
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Pink Coat
The pink coat
She put on when it was cold
The pink coat
That was hung up when she was home
The pink coat
That kept her warm
The pink coat
That witnessed her first cut
The pink coat
She wore when she was crying
The pink coat
That knew her plans
The pink coat
That saw what happened
The pink coat
She had on when she walked in front of that truck
The pink coat
That witnessed it all
The pink coat
Had no one to keep warm, now
The pink coat
That wanted to tell everyone the truth about her
Just;
The pink coat
poem by Alyssa Ray
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Her
Who is she?
Do you know who she is?
She is the person I share
Everything
With
Someone who's known me
Since before I was born
Her.
We share
Parents and birthdays
Arguments and
Good and bad times
Her.
We share
Friends
Teachers and
School
We share a
Bond
No one
Can break
We share
A house and
Clothes
And wear
The same outfits
Her.
She's
The annoying and stubborn
Smart
Irritating
Dorky
Lovable
Twin sister
I have
Her.
poem by Autumn Winds
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Invitation To The Blues
(roger miller)
Well I couldnt sleep last night
Just walked the floor
Dont know how Ill stand this anymore
Lonely all the time since I lost you
Received your invitation to the blues
I dont know why you cause me such pain
I just hope I just never go through this much again
Thanks for sending something I cant use
Received your invitation to the blues
You took the laughter from this world of mine
And thanks to you the sun will never shine
I walk the floor so much I wore out my shoes
I received your invitation to the blues
I dont know why you cause me such pain
I just hope I just never go through this much again
Well lonely me I dont know what to do
Received your invitation to the blues
I dont know why you cause me such pain
I just hope I never go though this much again
Thanks for sending something I cant use
Received your invitation to the blues
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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CAN'T TRUST THE BUST...by talile ali
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
EVERY TIME I WALK AROUND
THEN SUDDENLY SEE A WELL SCULPTED PAIR
ALL OF A SUDDEN I FEEL A RUSH,
TOTALLY DAZZLED, JUST HAD TO BE THERE
SO FRAZZLED, BOUNCING WITHOUT A CARE
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
DON'T MATTER IF THEY MATCH OR NOT
REAL SATISFACTION, AND THAT'S SAYING A LOT
MY HANDS AND LIPS ARE IN CONTROL
I LOVE THEM BREAST, THEY ARE MY GOAL
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
poem by Talile Ali
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Vines of Eternity
I see vines entwined into a circle.
There are flowers, they look pink, red maybe.
Off to the left I think I see a stairway, maybe one to heaven.
And I see a moon and it looks like a tunnel of life
or love possibly.There are figurines in the center
swirling around in space.And there is a void
at the top left corner, signifying small doubts and
fears, which always reside in the corners of our minds.
As a whole impact now, it's an open invitation to share
with someone special, a special place, a garden next to
heavens frontgate, where two spirits can entwine in love
and race each other to the moon where as free spirits
can share the secrets only God knows.
poem by Midnights Voice
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Naked
'my family, my friends, my children, my wife...'
Have you ever tried to strip naked
i mean from body to soul
'my job, my country, my school...'
Have you ever tried to go naked
for the winds to blow and the sun to scotch
'my God, my religion, my pastor/preacher...'
you've got to try being naked
to lay out your thoughts and meet the truth
The world and all it's dwellings could belong
but try going naked for a day
and visit the realms of greatness
This is not madness but sadness
with which i beseech you to strip naked
and find the truth we've all missed
strip naked: put off the cloth of pretense
move out of the darkness of illusion
and come where naked, where the light shines.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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The Homeless
Dry and cold were the bitter winds
that crackled the ice on the panes.
Dry and cold were the old woman's hands,
red and raw from the pains.
Old were these winds that had no end.
They surfaced every winter.
Old were the hands that were this woman's
that felt as if they would splinter.
The winter winds were not welcome
for she had no place to go.
Looking for shelter from the cold,
she welcomed the sight of snow.
For the snow would blanket the box she was in
for a night or two.
She stayed inside it for many long hours
as if it were an igloo.
All through the hours she rubbed her hands.
Through a slit she looked to view,
looking for a slant of sunshine soon
but still the cold winds blew.
This is the plight of the homeless.
This is a curse on our lands.
They found her dead when the sun finally came
with stiff and frozen hands.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Pink
The Pink butterfly
looking like pink shirts,
My pink thoughts
looking like mom's skirt
My inner soul
has a pink ink
love is pink
from the cry of a baby in the sink
pink is nice
I love it to savory perfection
Pink is a man's color
I make it my selection
Pink is the star
that is iridescent
its a half moon
called a crescent
-Pink-
Christian Alexander Williams
poem by Christian Williams
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The Reflection of God
Thoughts are like ripples,
gently flowing over
the surface of the mind.
Deep inside us
we bear the image of God,
the ripples of thought break that image
into fragments.
It is as if you are looking in
a lake full of ripples-
It is a full moon night,
and the lake is reflecting
the beautiful moon.
But the lake is full of ripples
You cannot gather the moon together;
the moon goes on splitting
into a thousand fragments.
The whole lake seems to be
spread over by the moon-
the silvery beauty, softly broken apart;
many a fragments is seen floating-
all around.
Then the wind stops,
the ripples disappear:
those fragments start falling into one moon.
The silver that was spread
all over the lake,
now becomes more concentrated
into one place - into one moon.
When the lake
is completely without ripples,
the moon is reflected perfectly.
God is reflected perfectly
when there is no ripple in you.
poem by Nazmul Haque
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