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~ Colours ~

Tonight, i look to you
Visible in your azure blue
Eyes that beguile
Touching the mist of desire
Taken by the winds of need
Absorbed in the heat of you
'Neath falling spirals of Amber Leaves
We dream in technicolour

16 February 2011

poem by Theodora Onken
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Desire

Late night
Party time
All around me
The room is jumping
This feeling I can't contain it
Got me reeling
My blood is pumping
Your eyes move
Like on my body
And the headlights
The heat is rising
Nothing that I can do
Can't stop me from wanting you
I'm losing my self control
If I lose my mind
Touching you tonight
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
If I cross the line
If I run this red light
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
My desire
Right here
Right now
Pure adrenalin
Pure bliss
As you hold me
Go still
And then we kiss
Nothing that I can do
Can't stop me from wanting you
I'm losing my self control
If I lose my mind
Touching you tonight
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
If I cross the line
If I run this red light
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
My desire
My desire, my desire, my desire, my desire, my desire
If I lose my mind
Touching you tonight
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
If I cross the line
If I run this red light
I can't help myself
Gotta satisfy my desire
My desire
My desire, my desire, my desire, my desire, my desire

song performed by by Holly Valance
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The Falling Leaves

it is not the leaves you care about
but the falling
it is not that the trees have become leafless ribs
or that the thorns and scabs have become so visible
it is not

but the falling you want to know
how does falling fall how does this falling feel
the past that pains you
the present that you do not give space
the future that you refuse to dream

i see you falling falling and falling like the leaves
that you are seeing this summer afternoon
for whom you love
they leave like birds flying away from the lonely tunnel
where you have long resided

i see you hugging the fallen leaves
feeling what falling means
treasuring the failures unnecessarily

tonight i see no stars like you seeing none in the skies
black night silent night dead night
i got this last stick of this match
i light this cigarrette i sigh i live some more

i sleep i dream i have this candle still
that tomorrow i may begin to light

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Technicolour Dreams

(b gibb)
Now, Ive been accused of going hollywood
Chasing some cinematic schemes
But Ill give you panavision pictures
If you give me technicolour dreams
I never thought in terms of growing old
Nothing is ever as it seems
But Ill give you panavision pictures
cause you give me technicolour dreams
Up there, walking on air
Id like to show you how
I loved you way back then
As much as I need you now
Some people like to send the world away
Some sunlight on some silver beams
And Ill give you panavision pictures
cause you give me technicolour dreams
Oh wow, look at us now
All of our dreams fulfill
I would implore you still
From under your windowsill
Sometimes, Id like to send the world away
Some sunlight on some silver beams
So Ill give you panavision pictures
cause you give me technicolour dreams
Technicolour dreams
Ill give you panavision pictures
cause you give me technicolour dreams
Go far, follow your star
Ill help you climb that hill
I would adore you still
From under your windowsill
Sometimes, Id like to send the world away
Some sunlight on some silver beams
So Ill give you panavision pictures
cause you give me technicolour dreams
Technicolour dreams

song performed by by Bee Gees
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Destiny's Wisdom

....Once.......the winds
Of passion flowed
...Amongst the leaves
On vineyard's row

Touching the vines
With such desire
Fueling the flames
....Of a raging fire
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*
*
Destiny's wisdom
....Then...rearranged
Those winds of passion
...To winds...of change

A frigid chill
Displaced the old
With angry gusts
....Of bitter cold

poem by James B. Earley
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Baby Blue

Lie alone in bed at night
Feel the pull of a lonely day
Thoughts like music start to play
I wonder where you were today
(baby blue)
Baby baby blue
Baby blue eyes I dream of you
Late at night
When the whole worlds sleeping
I dream of you
Close to you I feel your sweet heart beating
I dream of you
Late at night late at night
Honey late at night I dream of you
I dream of you
Baby baby blue
Baby blue eyes I love you new
I hold you in my dreams tonight
Hold you til morning light
(baby)
Baby baby blue
(baby blue)
Baby blue eyes I dream of you
(baby)
Baby baby blue
(baby blue)
Baby blue eye I dream of you
(baby)
Baby baby blue

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Touch

Thank you
Dont mention it
Im pleased to meet you
Dont think Im very good at this
Let me show
I dont wanna know
I just wanna go (down)
F-f-falling...the world is by your side
Falling...did you find a place to hide
I just wanna know
I just wanna go
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
She said, the twenty second floor
But I said, I cant think what its for
I just wanna know
I dont wanna go
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
Im t-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you

song performed by by U2
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Amber Mist

An imigrant of Dawn, i rise-
I search the roses and trees for thee-
Comes Spring and Summer joy of Love-
Where warmer shadows hide the last freeze...

A sanctuary of green paints itself free-
Comes the dusks past twilight all-
The brick wall with Autumns climbing ivy-
With two mysteries remaining-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose Of Fall...

Answers are not forthcoming-
Insidious and hidden in times past-
The seasons of blustering winds comes calling-
All leaves from the trees are cast...

Succumbing in days to the chill-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose decay-
Irrevelant now in this day and time-
For Winter White has gotten his way...

April 12,2009

poem by Theodora Onken
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THE GALACTIC SPIRALS OF DEAD LEAVES...Part I

THE GALACTIC SPIRALS OF DEAD LEAVES

OCTOBER IS A GREGARIOUS MONTH

October is a gregarious month;

all things seeking shelter.

Watching the tidal ebb of twilight
drawing its last breath of birds,

I know winter is approaching;

Reversing the spin of planets
like baseballs, having arced since spring,

Gravity is returning, condensing,
like clouds in my eyes.

Twilight leaves the extremities...
fingers, cold to the touch.

Mothers walk, clenching the air
children’s voices cannot rise over.

Then, like a snow-globe shaken,

The elements of summer are preserved, like Amber
in the crystal flakes of the first frost, falling....

poem by John Tansey
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I Bet You're Mad At Me

Don't justify
For what you are
And where you've been
For who you are tonight
So lonesome tonight
Make believe
Just hanging on
You're crazy
That's who are you tonight
All over tonight
Tell the world
You're still afraid
Been on this road too long
Falling soft
But raining hard
So wrap up well
It's freezing cold tonight
So cold tonight
Tell me all
I need to know
I'll spare your fears
So sad to see tonight
The tears you cry tonight
I stayed away
A long time now
But I'll be home tonight
I bet you're mad at me
Can't you read my lips
I see your eyes of blue
What you want from me
It's not the way it should be
You've got the world to give
I gave you all my love
But you're mad at me
(tonight)
(all over tonight)
Tell the world
You're still afraid
Been on this road too long
I bet you're mad at me
Can't you read my lips
I see your eyes of blue
What you want from me
It's not the way it should be
You've got the world to give
I gave you all my love
But you're mad at me
I bet you're mad at me
Can't you read my lips
I see your eyes of blue
What you want from me
It's not the way it should be
You've got the world to give
I gave you all my love
But you're mad at me
I bet you're mad at me
Can't you read my lips
I see your eyes of blue
What you want from me
It's not the way it should be
You've got the world to give
I gave you all my love
But you're mad at me
I bet you're mad at me
Can't you read my lips
I see your eyes of blue
What you want from me
It's not the way it should be
You've got the world to give
I gave you all my love
But you're mad at me

song performed by by Erasure
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Love Sonnet 74: She comes as topping of my cake, the cream,

She comes as topping of my cake, the cream,
As soulful song, my misty morning sings,
Or wistful wisp of lonely dreamer's dream,
If not as scent, rose-planted garden brings;
She touches soft, as dew or falling mist,
Or gentle breeze wafted on cooler days,
Or butterfly, alighting on your wrist,
Then flies, as if guilty for its displays;
I wish to spin a web that stores her smile,
To tide me out when joy reserves are low,
Or hide some other smile that may beguile,
As more pernicious winds would come to blow;
…….I knew not love with any other name,
…….It has tasted so sweet while still the same.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Old L.A. Tonight

Look into the future
Look into my eyes and tell me everything's all right
Tell me where we're going
I'm so afraid 'cos I don't know what's going on with my life
But it'll be all right tonight
Will it be all right tonight?
Are we doin' all right in old L.A. tonight?
Sitting by the ocean
Mapping out my plans of action, baby they include you
I wish you'd send a message
Maybe I'm just better off not knowing who knew
But it'll be all right tonight
I'm gonna be all right tonight
Are we doin' all right in old L.A. tonight?
Those summer nights when I look in your eyes
I'm falling to pieces, pieces out of my mind
And I'll never know why
I'm falling to pieces, pieces
Who could you imagine such a thing could happen to you?
It's gonna be all right in old L.A.
Those summer nights when I look in your eyes
I'm falling to pieces, pieces out of my mind
And I'll never know why
I'm falling to pieces, pieces
It's gonna be all right in old L.A. tonight

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Touching you

Feeling the Earth
Shaking to the core

With you inside me
Love and dream

Our thrill

Like two angels flying
Touching each other
With their trembling
Wings

Imagining this

When you are
Far away from me
My love

When no word of mine
Can reach you

Being
In my own universe

Where

The rustling leaves
The whispering winds
And
The crying clouds
Look exactly the same...

Trying to understand
My story of life...

Just me and God...

poem by Marieta Maglas
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When The Leaves Come Falling Down

I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face
And you were thinking bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace
When the leaves come falling down
In september when the leaves, come falling down
And at night the moon is shining on a clear, cloudless sky
And when the evening shadows fall Ill be there by your side
When the leaves come falling down
In september when the leaves, come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place beside the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space before the twilight and the dawn
Oh, the last time I saw paris in the streets, in the rain
And as I walk along the boulevards with you, once again
And the leaves come falling down
In september, when the leaves come falling down
Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down
To the place between the garden and the wall
Follow me down, follow me down
To the space between the twilight and the dawn
And as Im looking at the colour of the leaves, in your hand
As were listening to chet baker on the beach, in the sand
When the leaves come falling down,
Woe in september, when the leaves come falling down
Oh when the leaves come falling down
Yeah in september when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down
In september, when the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falling down in september, in the rain
When the leaves come falling down
When the leaves come falting down in september, in the rain
When the leaves come falling down

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Sin of my loin

Oh! sin, today you've touched me

On the sandy dunes of the beach,

You have caressed me with your purple lips-

A foreplay to a song long forgotten.

Stay tonight- in the breeze from the island,

In fragrance of falling petals of time to be.

Tonight, I will cross the sea with your torso

on my shoulder. I shall touch the eyes of god

with you rushing in my blood, blue with desire.

Blind is the night, touch me with soft seductive touch-

Stay for tonight in the rain, sleep with me till the sunlight

bathes you in the purple desire, the earth oozing a fecund

scent, behind the bush a snake is mad, it raises its head

to strike, I will open my soul to the sky today.

poem by Aloke Mukherjee
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I'm Thinking Tonight Of My Blue Eyes

I'M THINKING TONIGHT OF MY BLUE EYES
Writer A.P. Carter
'Twould been better for us both had we never
In this wide and wicked world had never met,
For the pleasure we've both seen together
I'm sure, love, I'll never forget.
Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes
Who is sailing far over the sea.
I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes
And I wonder if he ever thinks of me.
Oh, you told me once, dear, that you loved me;
You said that that we never would part.
But a link in the chain has been broken
Leaves me with a sad and aching heart.
When the cold, cold grave shall enclose me
Will you come dear and shed just one tear
And say to the strangers around you
A poor heart you have broken lies here

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Tryst With Winds

i stood still in the southwest balcony
savouring the washed landscape
after a brisk monsoon shower
for sometime when the heat
emnating from my body
made me restive
i thought it's the day's heat
that the rain threw up hitting
hard on my sensitive nerves
o, no!
the unsettling heat turned
me into a child playing
with fire in sheer boredom
after returning from school...
from nowhere winds
began to blow and
i was forced abandon the play
lest winds and fire conspire

whispering winds
sweeping winds
uplifting winds

i desperately tried holding
my body steady against
the teasing winds...

ha, it's then i knew
that i was in fact struggling
against the winds
of your passion and
the fire that burned me
was the fire of desire
that you kindled...

far beyond
i spotted a lone bird
circling in the sky

31aug2009
21.54hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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A Day Like No Other...

It was a cool July and it was dusk.
The gentle winds that blew,
brushed the Autumn of your hair.

And a mist, as like in Autumn, touch
your face, as I stood still.

I could not help but wonder, as in Autumn,
are the bees yet in their hive; snuggled
closely, in their Autumn winter bed.?

An Autumn sun, hid behind the clouds above.
It knew not of this July, only of Autumn, in the air.
It knew of flowers drooping, their brightness,
now fading and curled. It knew of falling leaves,
and colors still so bright. A lone tree against a colored
sky, seemed naked in this July. With all of
this, and some to go, it must be Autumn, for this I know.

What of the woman, with the hair of Autumn?
Her eyes of Autumn color and colored clothes
the same. It can not be July, for
Autumn is abound.

Autumns every where. Circling sparrows in sky
above, swoop down, in hunt, for the final seeds
of Autumn. How could this be July,
or have the sparrows lost their way?

Surely, this is Autumn, for the chill is in they air.
And, isn't that an Autumn grass, below that
old oak tree? As the gentle Autumn winds,
carry silence for the day.

Now the mist of Autumn, are falling drops of rain.
No, not a shower in July, but an Autumn day,
now cast in gloom, against a steel gray sky.

Autumn, shall never be the same, since
that Autumn day in mid July.

poem by Joe Fazio
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Mid July? Or Not