Bubbles of Love
This poem was inspired while watching the MTV reality show A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila. take it or leave it, you can interprete it the way you want.
Miss Tequila I wish to confess
There is something odd I wish to express
One day I had one shot too many for a penny
As my eyes opened up to 'Bubbles of love'
Bubbles of love
Bubbles of love
This awesome beauty that you possess
Your tanned skin calls for a touch of caress
Bubbles of love
Bubbles of love
Your succulent lips demand a kiss of finesse
And lets not forget the sexy curves you possess
Bubbles of Love
Bubbles of Love
I will fight with words not fists and head butts
I can't help feeling all hot with no second thoughts
These feelings I wish sometimes to suppress
Because I play my life like a game of chess
I know youthful beauty fades as that is its trade
But yours merely radiates over man and hand-made
Miss Tequila I wish to confess
Sometimes I do things in a little excess
It is you I wish to undress in your nightdress
While your breasts pressed against my bareness
Rather than breaking loves no one code
By driving carelessly on slippery roads
For you I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
Kisses, romance, love, the whole lot we can achieve
I see only 'Bubbles of love'
Beyond your smile and sexy little curves
I see only 'Bubbles of love'
In you, a ravishing blessing from above
Miss Tequila I wish to confess
It is you I wish and want to process
One day I had one shot too many for a penny
And in you I saw my little American Princess
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bubbles of stress
In the era of your foolishness
Springs to life bubbles of stress
These chains that bind you senseless
Grieve your mind, control and oppress
And round and round in circles
Spins your life out of control
You bury yourself deep in your soul
When just once you were more than whole
Bubbles of stress and distress
Negativity has to be suppressed
Bubbles of progress and success
Positivity, one has to address in excess
Copyright September 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Painted Veil
Millions of bubbles; bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.
Who could have thought that so small
could be the curse of all,
and source of all our troubles?
Microscopic seeds
encasing nuclei of fire.
Each germinates and breeds
subtle filaments of desire.
Desire slides in and overpowers,
making our best intentions fail
and weaves the warp and weft of the painted veil
which shrouds this world which is not ours.
Lift it?
It proliferates with every minute.
See?
Our eyes are trapped within it.
The world?
The world's a vast, empty machine
which thunders on,
blunders on,
silent and unseen.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Is Today the Day?
Is Today the Day?
Eagerly I get up saying today's the day
Yes my One true love had gone away
Engrossed, I suppose of her beauty and pray
Is Today the Day?
My days are consumed with only thoughts of her
Catching glimpses in memories becoming a blur
Just one moment with her will transform me I'm sure
Is Today the Day?
I look for the bubbles but they aren't there
Doubt consumes me but she's in my prayers
Please come back my love, I promise, I swear
Is Today the Day?
Then one day it happened at the blink of an eye
My baby girl, my love, my soulmate said hi
My heart soared to depths way beyond the sky
Is Today the Day?
Now I wait until the day that we can talk once more
Longing for bubbles, emails, she's the One I adore
But once again no word I'm wretchedly low as never before
Is Today the Day?
My love, just come back to me, please don't wait
It will be forever and ever, like a fairy tale, it's our fate
We live Happily Ever After, my baby girl, my lover, my soulmate
Big Mistake
There's no sign on the gate
And there's mud on your face
Don't you think it's time we re-investigate this situation
Put some fruit on your plate
You forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
Think of all the bubbles of love we made
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
Got a buzz in my head
And my flowers are dead
Can't figure out a way to rectify this situation
Don't believe what you said
You forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
Think of all the bubbles of love we made
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
I could sting like a bee
Careful how you treat me
Baby I don't think I'll except your sorry invitation
Close the door as you leave
You forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
Think of all the bubbles of love we made
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
And you cry over me
I can't wait
I feel you stallin'
And you try to reach me
What a big mistake
I hear you callin'
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia from Left Of The Middle
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You know how fighting fish do it? They blow bubbles and in each one of those bubbles is an egg and they float the egg up to the surface. They keep this whole heavy nest of eggs floating, and they're constantly repairing it. It's as if they live in both elements.
quote by Audre Lorde
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The Dream I Chased
I chased a dream and,
I kept in my slippery hand,
You shook it,
It fell on the sand.
The bubbles burst into color
I couldn't touch it though,
It gave birth to another dream.
I chased the broken bow!
Now I am a woman of alley,
I don't chase any dream'
I don't chase the bubbles anymore
My life became a Scream!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Children With Soap Bubbles
Like smoke the bubbles whirl up
in the wind’s frolicking game
hopping like horses that gallop
and other children have got to look out
or their eyes are going to burn.
Like smoke the bubbles whirl up
against the arms and heads of others
before they heave into the air,
hopping like horses that gallop
with children blowing over a soapy soup
soap-bubble after soap-bubble burst,
like smoke the bubbles whirl up
like balls kicked off by the wind
when mothers scold their dirty children,
hopping like horses that gallop
and later an adult looks after them
to set rules for the game,
like smoke the bubbles whirl up
hopping like horses that gallop.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Joy Is In The Lord
My joy is in the Lord
If I’m waking or while I sleep.
I find His joy in everything
That joy I shall always seek to keep.
He fills my heart with a feeling of little bubbles
They’re bubbles of His Holy Spirit’s love.
My life I will give to only Him
For I seek His home above.
No other joy will man ever need
When you walk with Christ throughout your day.
Jesus was what the Father gave this world
He sent His Son who died, to save.
He walks amongst us guiding paths we walk
He shelters our spirit, from a blood stained cross.
Don’t let life ever take God’s joy away.
Walk with your Savior Jesus, walking with Him every day.
poem by Linda Winchell
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Top Taps
At the Royal Festival Hall, on the third floor,
There is an experience which I just adore.
Every time that I visit there, I always choose
To wash my hands under the taps in their loos.
Out of the tap, the water suddenly gushes;
On to my waiting hands, hot water rushes.
Into the basin, water froths and foams:
I really wish we had these taps at home.
Round my wrists, the white water swirls
Like a precious bracelet, made of pearl.
Bubbles coat my hands, just like a glove:
It is a sensation which I simply love.
By the bubbles, my hands are massaged.
Luckily, for these loos, there isn't a charge.
With these taps, I am a little obsessed.
These are the taps which I love the best!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Tequila Talkin'
I called about that conversation that I had with you last night
It must have been a combination of shooters and neon lights
And I didn't really mean to say
I've been losing it since you left
Yeah I may have said the words, but they came from somewhere else
It was just the tequila talkin'
When I told you I'm still not over you
I get a little sentimental when I've had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin'
If I said I'm still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin'
I don't know what they put in Cuervo that got me to say those things
Usually I wouldn't care so much of make such a scene
But seeing you there in that dress you were wearing
Just drove me right out of my head
So don't hold me responsible for anything I might've said
It was just the tequila talkin'
When I told you I'm still not over you
I get a little sentimental when I've had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin'
If I said I'm still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin'
If I said I'm still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin'
song performed by by Lonestar
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Love me for Love
If you must love me
Love me not for my smile
For if I forget to smile
So will your love vanish in a flash
Love me for Love
Love me not for my beauty
Love me for the sake of Love
Not for how I choose to speak my words
Love me for Love
For everything else fades away
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Love Rules the Diver’s Feat!
Love goads the fall from off the cliff so high!
Love keeps afloat the man, bird-like in sky;
Love frees the mind off risks, unwanted fear;
Love takes the plunge into the sea, now near.
Love bubbles up the diver truly fast,
To gasp for air, above the sea so vast;
Love fills the heart with dare-devilish art;
Love rules the diver’s every, risky feat!
Love rules the diver’s every feat;
Love rules the diver’s feat!
fondly dedicated to Elegance20
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-13-2008
poem by John Celes
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Blowing Bubbles
Blowing bubbles are fun.
But not when you eat them and your belly ace’s.
Smileing in the sun is fun.
But not when your jaw cramps to a knot.
Dancing around with out care is fun.
But not when you fall and get hurt.
Singing a mouth of melody is fun.
But not when you lose your voice.
Sitting hear with nothing to do but still hear next to you is always fun, more fun than bubbles, more than a smile, or dancing, or singing.
But its more fun only beacuse its you, and there is no sad side to it.
poem by Alexis Sizer
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Wonderful Bath Bubbles
Sitting in a bath tub, filled with bubbles
Soaking and erasing all my troubles
Staying in the water till your skin gets wrinkled
Spraying your hair you are getting sprinkled
The water so warm and so inviting
With candles lit, they're your only lighting
Such a pleasure I have found
Just me splashing, not another sound
So if you need a moment of paradise
Fill your bath with bubbles, I'd advise!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Bubble Of Life Floats and Flies!
I am that bubble
On that infinite ocean,
I know I am eternal,
except that fills the bubble!
I am that infinite
One of infinite thoughts of the infinite!
Infinite filled breath into infinite bubbles,
I am one of these
Each day he transcends on Earth!
He is her great lover,
She is his fertile wife,
More fertile ones he has.
Everyday she becomes pregnant,
Everyday she breeds billion bubbles of billion species,
Some with brain and some without,
Some with hearts and some without,
But every bubble she breed, are with stomach,
hunger and thirst
Anger and lust
This was mechanical
Till they decided to breed which are their own copy,
With all capacity to understand parents,
Then that came the species of bubbles
Which can see back!
And more than understand,
This lovely child stared weeping on arrival,
Making others happy!
when bubble grew up,
Understood parents,
Sister bubbles
Brother bubbles
Dictating mother,
But not the father,
Mother is soft and caring,
Felt for children and fad them with the best,
When sons Grew, sometimes taller
Than Father,
Started to say I know mother,
I don't know, whether I have father,
Since father was hiding in everyone, who filled his own breath inside these bubbles,
He was helpless when ignorant bubble say there is no ocean,
When bubble learns,
All is his,
Understand what is what,
But for that bubble, jumping and dancing,
With that nuclear arms in his arms,
when adam had Eve in his arms,
Eve had serpent to seduce,
Man made parents stay apart!
the stay apart, still not divorced,
When the divorce, bubble bursts,
But bubble when tries,
To live, it may burst,
When it wants to burst it may live,
This is what we enjoy
And call as life
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Tequlia Talkin
(bill labounty/chris waters)
I called about that conversation that I had with you last night
It must have been a combination of shooters and neon lights
And I didnt really mean to say
Ive been losing it since you left
Yeah I may have said the words, but they came from somewhere else
It was just the tequila talkin
When I told you Im still not over you
I get a little sentimental when Ive had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin
I dont know what they put in cuervo that got me to say those things
Usually I wouldnt care so much of make such a scene
But seeing you there in that dress you were wearing
Just drove me right out of my head
So dont hold me responsible for anything I mightve said
It was just the tequila talkin
When I told you Im still not over you
I get a little sentimental when Ive had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin
song performed by by Lonestar
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A Little Mermaid (Fun Poem 81)
For Meggie who suggested I write this.
Deep in the oceans
where the little fishes play
there lives a little mermaid
and her name is Haveagayday.
She is not sure how she got her name,
but it is her name no less,
it might have been her mother
who helped a fisherman in distress.
One day Haveagayday was playing
with her friend a little merman named Gunga Din.
While they played Bubbles, a moaning Clam
came floating by on his way.
He stopped for a moan
that could never be alone.
He said he couldn’t find a soft spot of sand to bury himself in.
Now Haveagayday and Gunga Din suggested
he go to some sandy beach
where the blue waters lap gently to the shore.
There in the golden sand
he could be on his own all day long.
Bubbles blew some more bubbles
and quickly whooshed away
leaving the little mermaid and merman
to continue with their play.
Several days later while playing near that spot
they met up with the moaning clam,
old Bubbles again.
“You said it would be quiet
in that place in the sun,
that I would have all the peace and quite I wanted.
Well you were wrong
with all those noisy surfers
all trying to crack my shell.”
Haveagayday and Gunga Din thought
about what they could do.
Then Gunga Din remembered
about his Genie friend.
If his bottle were still on the beach,
his three wishes would help Bubbles
get his peace and quiet.
Haveagayday and Gunga Din swam off
to find the Genie in the bottle
if he was still on the beach.
They found the beach
where Gunga Din had put the bottle.
They searched along the beach
hoping the bottle hadn’t been found.
Finally, they found the bottle
and Gunga Din pulled the cork
and set the Genie free.
The Genie came out in a puff of smoke.
“I have three wishes to grant thee.”
“I know Mr Genie and I’ll have those wishes
for you to grant to me.”
“Tell me what your wishes are
and I will make them come true.”
“We have a friend named Bubbles
who wants a quiet beach to live.”
“Granted.” The Genie said.
“My second wish is that Bubbles
has a friendly mate f
or when the loneliness gets too much.”
The Genie smiled and clicked his fingers
and the wish was done.
“You have one more wish. Do you want it now? ”
“Oh, yes please.”
“I have a friend who is a Genie
whom would like to be free.
My third wish is then that you set my Genie free
for now and ever more.”
The Genie snapped his fingers.
“Your wish has been granted.”
He then looked at Gunga Din.
“You know you wasted that last wish.
You could have kept it for something your heart desired.”
“But I did Genie. My wish for your freedom
was my hearts desire.
That you be, free forever more.”
Haveagayday and Gunga Din got married
later on that year.
The Best man at their wedding
was the Genie whom he set free.
Also at the Wedding
were Bubbles and his bride to be Cuddles.
Now they all live happily together
Haveagayday, Gunga Din, Bubbles, Cuddles
and of course the Genie
under the deep blue sea.
24-25 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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One Shot At Love
One shot
Oh lord
You know, its gonna be a lot of negative things surroundin you
Tryin to pull you down
But what you have to remember is
Its up to you - its your choice
You only get one shot in life
And you only get one shot at love
Did you ever notice - everytime you fall in love
And it seems like you finally met the perfect match
Everything is perfect, it seems divine
But for some strange reason, theres always a catch
Its a one-way relationship, it hurts inside
One person smirks while the other one cries
Butterflies in the stomach of the one whose in love
It cuts like a knife, the truth mixed with lies
One shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get
Physical and mental, those are two different loves
Physicals a moment, mental is forever
If the physical fades and gets weak, all of a sudden
Remember, its the mental love that keeps you together
You gotta be strong and endure the hard times
Cause af-ter hard times, good times, always follow
And when youre kissin and huggin and makin love
Treat that person like theres no tomorrow
One shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get baby; one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one.. shot.. (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get {*sniff*}
Jealousy - dont let it interfere
Dont let it come in between
The love you two share, cause jealousys a hateful god
So merciless and mean
And its only job in life, is to ruin relationships
And pit two people against, one another
And because of this god, the one you love so much
Will no longer be your lover
One shot (one shot at love..)
Aww baby, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all we get, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
I mean this baby, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all..
I hope you understand what I just said
All Im sayin is that you only get one shot at love in life
And you have to hold on to that shot, take advantage of it
Cause when you lose it, its gonna hurt real bad
Take it from me
You only get one shot, and I mean that
One shot
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love.. {*fades*}
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Don't Fall In Love
Don't fall in love
Girls gentle and sweet
For love is nothing but sweet nothings
An evening blues and colorful soap bubbles
A Rainbow avenue and romantic feelings
Thoughtless words and emotional verse
Poem Of Love is not splendor but a blunder
It will take you through romantic street
And desert you at the end with sorrows and tears
Hence girls gentle and sweet
Please don't fall in love
poem by Kavin Charalan
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Tequila Mockingbird
(pam tillis/mel tillis, jr.)
Its a slow, smoky scene at the county line cantina
Where strangers stop to hear her sing a song
Shes a legend round these parts
For stealing all the hearts of cowboys on their way to san antone
She used to be a desert rose with ballerina toes
But that wasnt in the cards she chose to play
The pages of her life are wrinkled, but her spanish eyes still twinkle
Every time she steps out on the stage
Tequila mockingbird, flying underneath the neon moon
Tequila mockingbird, dreaming of a love that ended too soon
She sings the saddest song you ever heard
So bittersweet
Tequila mockingbird, tequila mockingbird
Well now once she had a man, and they called him diamond dan
He was wild and reckless as a mustang stud
til one night tequila found him with the gamblers gathered round him
Lyin in a pool of cheaters blood
Tequila mockingbird, flying underneath the neon moon
Tequila mockingbird, dreaming of a love that ended too soon
She sings the saddest song you ever heard
So bittersweet
Tequila mockingbird, tequila mockingbird
She sings ooh hoo, woo hoo hoo
It wasnt God who made those blue neon angels
Ooh woo hoo hooh
I know hes waiting on the other side for me
Tequila mockingbird, flying underneath the neon moon
Tequila mockingbird, dreaming of a love that ended too soon
She sings the saddest song you ever heard
So bittersweet
Tequila mockingbird, tequila mockingbird
She sings ooh hoo, woo hoo hoo
She sings ooh hoo, woo hoo hoo ooh
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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