Breathe
I inhale and discover you
Your essence is everywhere
Exhaling i suffer your withdrawl
I so need your sensual care
Delicate it 'tis-Ethereal-a bountiful delight
Garnered with sheer ecstacy
Breathing you in-sheer bliss-it fills the night
For you are my red Rose
And my Most honored gallant
You've driven my heart with your words
Understanding-atlast demanding
A breeze that is at last finally heard
I now breathe you in and breathe you out
I do this with exuberant elan'
Knowing that in all of my morrows
That You Will Be My Man
poem by Theodora Onken
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Go Gently Into The Night
Go gently into the night
....Upon tip-toed feet...
Delicately and deliberately
....Softly. longingly into...
...The mid-night heat...
Tenderly wrap your silver legs
...'Round your lover's desiring thighs...
Embrace your lover with sheer delight
...Take one another-so high...
Of this magical moment in time
...Recorded now in heart's diary...
Account for your every second
...Of your sheer ecstacy...
And in your memories of this night
...You shall fondly recall...
...A most bliss filled union...
That answered true loves hallowed call
poem by Theodora Onken
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Raja Yoga
Prana is not mere air,
Nor is it a sheer breath.
It is much more,
More than what you breathe.
Prana causes you to breathe.
Prana is in your motion,
That causes you to breathe.
It pushes you to exhale
And pulls you to inhale.
Watch it, train it, be its raja.[king]
Mastering prana is Raja Yoga.
It gives you an insight to your soul.
07.08.2001, Pkd
[Raja Yoga is one of the four paths advocated by Vedas to realize the Almighty. Other three paths are Jnan, =knowledge, Bhakthi=devotion, and Karma=duty]
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spoken word *Just Breathe
breathe like its your first time or your last
breathe like you just got an A in class
and you have not studied all year, so you don't know how you passed
inhale, exhale, gasp
breathe like its 5pm Friday afternoon
like your 7 yrs old sitting in front of your television watching Saturday cartoons
breathe like a newborn fresh from his mothers womb
breathe, breathe, breathe,
breathe like your favorite team just won the big game
like the girl you've had a crush on actually knows your name
breathe like the guy you've been eying feels the same
like you'll never again feel pain
breathe like the sun just parted the rain
breathe like the whole world has gone crazy
and your the only one left sane
breathe like every other day is a holiday
and the day before that day is pay day
breathe like your son just came home from war
breathe like your kidnapped 12 yr old daughter just came walking through the front door
breathe like you don't know what stress is
breathe like you did when all you wanted was to do what the big kids did
breathe like its the last day of school
like you've worked for 65 yrs and your retiring to your pool
breathe like your family and your word is all you got
like you must hit the bullseye and only have one shot
breathe like you just survived the Holocaust
breathe like the only religion that matters is being a human being
breathe like you would if society followed Dr. King's dream
breathe like its your first time or even your last
poem by Daryl Hennix
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Just Breathe
! Spoken Word!
breathe like its your first breath or even you last
breathe like you just got an A in class
and you have not studied all year, so you don't know how you passed
inhale, exhale, gasp
breathe like its 5pm Friday afternoon
like your 7 yrs old sitting in front of your television watching Saturday cartoons
breathe like a newborn fresh from his mothers womb
breathe, breathe, breathe,
breathe like your favorite team just won the big game
like the girl you've had a crush on actually knows your name
breathe like the guy you've been eying feels the same
like you'll never again feel pain
breathe like the sun just parted the rain
breathe like the whole world has gone crazy
and your the only one left sane
breathe like every other day is a holiday
and the day before that day is pay day
breathe like your son just came home from war
breathe like your kidnapped 12 yr old daughter just came walking through the front door
breathe like you don't know what stress is
breathe like you did when all you wanted was to do what the big kids did
breathe like its the last day of school
like you've worked for 65 yrs and your retiring to your pool
breathe like your family and your word is all you got
like you must hit the bullseye and only have one shot
breathe like you just survived the Holocaust
breathe like the only religion that matters is being a human being
breathe like you would if society followed Dr. King's dream
breathe like its your first time or even your last
Just breathe
poem by Daryl Hennix
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Nightwatch for My LADY IRENE
When silence fills the bowl of night.
My lady slumbers peacefully,
to lie beside her is my right.
A source to me of sheer delight.
My lady slumbers peacefully.
She is aware that I am near
safeguarding her security.
She knows she can rely on me
To lie beside her is my right
a privilege I had to earn.
I am rewarded by the sight
this night and every other night.
A source to me of sheer delight.
My lady dreams her dreams in peace
When silence fills the bowl of night
I watch and ward her by moonlight.
9-Jun-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The First Time
My senses are heightened
As adrenaline pounds through me
Using my veins
In a personal
Pulsating
Selfish way.
That makes it seem my heart will
Break out of my chest
And,
Dance before my eyes.
Every hair on my body has risen
Expectantly, waiting for you.
I lean towards you
Like soft green grass
Dancing in the breeze.
Breathe
Eyes dilated
Pupils fixated into tiny points.
Searching
Looking
Knowing
As I inhale your sent.
A flood of emotions
Engulf me
Crash against me like waves.
A Tsunami
Hitting pebbles on a beach.
I will be swept away in the moment
Engulfed in your arms
Crushed by your mouth
As it consumes me.
Your tongue has me enslaved.
In your iron grip
My waist is anchored by your hands.
My hips begin to undulate
In some primal dance
That seems to be buried somewhere within me.
I share a secret
That escapes as a sigh in your mouth.
This secret was hidden somewhere within me
Waiting for you to unlock it.
This spell is ancient
It has captured me.
You have my full attention
All senses attuned to you.
I crave the sweetness of your mouth
Your sent
You remind my flesh of its purpose.
Remind my heart why it beats.
Remind me why I breathe.
As I breathe you in
Exhale.
Remind me why I'm alive
Inhale.
Remind me
Exhale.
Who I am
Inhale.
Tell me again and again
Exhale.
Why it is
Inhale.
Why I think
Exhale.
I love you
And forget to breathe.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Less’er Love, And A Rose, In My Garden
I am gardener…. I prune, sheer… at times
…at times I have lesser love
And in less is more, very much more
…………….and there is this garden
..the garden, ours by the Grace of the Life Force, supreme God
..there is this Rose, and those Roses there… all chose a place to be
I, the Gardner choose the blooms from which Rose goes to the glass next my bed
I love this Rose, and less but similar those other
….they decide when to bloom
In sping late winter their souls weep, as I sheer, as I must
In spring and summer and early winter we rejoice as they bloom abundantly
…..every night one bloom from The Rose that’ad also chosen me
in the glass of water next my bed read to me, and comfort me
the delicate-, bewitching fragrance the bookmark for tomorrow night
I love that Rose as my chosen
I am gardener…. I prune, sheer… at times
…..only one Rose reads to me… I a lesser Gardener
Lesser, cause I’m only able t’love one Rose…..this Rose here
….those Roses there, some’r lessor Roses, some’r superior Roses, are my friends
Lesser in texture, shape and fiber and fragrance
Some superior in texture, or shape and or fiber and or fragrance
Friends equal in dimension with the Rose, but less in love than the Rose
…..every night one bloom from The Rose, that’s chosen me
in the glass of water next my bed read to me, and comfort me
the delicate-, bewitching fragrance the bookmark for tomorrow night
I love that Rose as my chosen
I, the gardener…. I prune, sheer…. at times
These other Roses who chose my garden
...so valuable in a muchness o’ Friendship,
…the quality their love much the same as that The Rose
Different the lesser my love, even though my caring equals that towards The Rose
We are blessed, those of us in the garden
…the magnificence of this garden in my life is the sumtotal of you all in my garden
I drink your fragrance intoxicated with love
I love The Rose, and my friends these other Roses in the garden Bless this love
poem by Johan Fourie
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Breathing
Outside
Gets inside
Through her skin.
Ive been out before
But this time its much safer in.
Last night in the sky,
Such a bright light.
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to keep
Breathing,
(out, in, out, in, out, in...)
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in.
Weve lost our chance.
Were the first and the last, ooh,
After the blast.
Chips of plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung.
I love my
Beloved, ooh,
All and everywhere,
Only the fools blew it.
You and me
Knew life itself is
Breathing,
(out, in, out, in, out...)
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out...
(out!)
In point of fact it is possible to tell the
(out!)
Difference between a small nuclear explosion and
A large one by a very simple method. the calling
Card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that
Is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter
Even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration
Of this flash that we are able to determine the size
(what are we going to do without? )
Of the weapon. after the flash a fireball can be
Seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust
And living things around the area of the explosion,
And as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable
As the familiar mushroom cloud. as a demonstration
Of the flash duration test lets try and count the
Number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very
Small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized
Bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful,
High-yield bombs
What are we going to do without?
Ooh please!
What are we going to do without?
Let me breathe!
What are we going to do without?
Ooh, quick!
We are all going to die without!
Breathe in deep!
What are we going to die without?
Leave me something to breathe!
We are all going to die without!
Oh, leave me something to breathe!
What are we going to do without?
Oh, god, please leave us something to breathe!
We are all going to die without
Oh, life is--breathing.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Breathing
Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out
In and out
In and out
No, it's not
The deep
Breathing
Of meditation
It's the feeling
Of exhilaration
In the climactic
Orgasm of
Culmination
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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- Human
Dont you leave me father time
Take me with you
Tell me does your sun still shine
Come squeeze the world and drip it down my throat...oh yeah
Down my throat again....woooah
You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for air
Touch me so I think Im here
Skin my senses
Barely breathing
Minus human
Please squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again
Down my throat again.....woooah
You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for air
You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for!
song performed by by Metallica
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Hard to Breathe
I find it hard to breathe at times.
I gasp at the sight of you.
Still I know that breath will come
for my breathing can't be through.
I have too many words to say
and many more songs to write.
So breathing becomes unlabored
as I fill this page at night.
To think of the unthinkable
I just will not allow.
For I must see the face I love
and concentrate somehow
on never being unable to see
a time when you are gone.
For then I surely will not breathe
and my last breath will be drawn
poem by Edwina Reizer
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In The Middle Of The Busy Hour
there is always a space
between all
these pressures
an opening
a vent
where you rise up
and breathe
you love air
but you miss the vacuum
where you fit
and satisfy your lust for
verisimilitude
no word
no words
in here we do things
without words
breathe: exhale inhale
live life
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Flower's Decision
Does a flower breathe
Like you and me?
Breathing in its scent
Exhaling it for free?
Does it smell pollution
And cry inside?
Maybe it wants to close up
And let its beauty hide.
But it blossoms instead
Into the polluted air
And gives off its scent
Just for those who care.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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On this dappled dawn (Novelinee)
On this dappled silver shadowed dawn
you were in all my thoughts, were in my mind
and there was sheer loveliness in this morn,
without you to the beauty I was blind.
On different things my time I did spend
but in nothing could find any delight
and much too slowly along the day went
until the sheer black darkness of the night;
still I was lonely, you were out of sight.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Jasmine & Rose
The air tastes just like you, its the smell of june
A sensory shock that jolts my spirit, I slowly swallow you
A spray of little droplets, a fragrance so refined
The spirit of nostalgia is passing me by
Opium and poison, jasmine and rose
Dream of ambrosia, all flavours glow, its sensual,its sensual, sensual
It all began so easy, with you on the floor
Against your willing flanks and knocking down your door
Until the day it crumbled, no game of win and lose
You told me nothing, you left me confused
Expelled like poison, a trim of the dose,
A limb disposed of, in a whim she chose,so rigorous,shes vigorous
Shes vigorous,
Heart of the hardest world, its just the thought of you
All those variations, the air is full of you
The smell of summer rain, once more the scent of june
This sweet concentration ,brings me back to you
Opium and poison
My taste of june, my taste of you
Inhale, inhale your trail
Opium and poison, jasmine and rose, dream of escape with me, all flavours go,
Its sensual, its sensual, its sensual
What was ours will drift away, a simple breeze on a humid day
Oh, nothing lasts, nothing lasts, forever
song performed by by Xymox
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Breathe In Me
Words & music: michael w. smith & wayne kirkpatrick
You breathe in me
And i'm alive
With the power of your holiness
You breathe in me
And you revive
Feelings in my soul
That i have laid to rest
Chorus:
So breathe in me
I need you now
I've never felt so dead within
So breathe in me
Maybe somehow
You can breathe new life
In me again
I used to be
So sensitive
To the light that leads
To where you are
Now i've acquired
These callouses
With the darkness of
A cold and jaded heart
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Breathe In…breathe Out
God Breathes Life in…
You know this from first spanking
Involuntary breathing;
Regulated by a knowing body
Disrupted by emotions
Halted by trauma
Stopped by death
“Breath contains Light”
Learn to be a conscious breather;
Take in breath with awareness
Take in positive ions contained in Wind
Breathe out negative thoughts
Breathe out negative feelings
Breathe in
Breathe out
Let breath carry your prayers
Let breath voice thanksgiving
Let each breath praise God…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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When the Wind Returns
a soft strong voice called me,
a voice i'd heard before
but couldnt quite remember...
and my spirit rose from my body,
and left through the bedroom window
without looking back...
there is a space beyond the stars
in the darkest sky... a place
beyond the mind's understanding...
when light returns to darkness
and is reborn.... in tiny particles
of dust that gather and are formed....
a song that has no human words...
but is known and knowing... and
can only be played by human hands...
i do not know... dont have to!
but i know beyond knowing...
and have drank water from that brook...
when the wind returns, so will i...
i need no name, no familiar face...
you'll know i'm there when you breathe!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sheer Heart Attack
[Queen Cover]
Well you're just seventeen and all you want to do is disappear
You know what I mean there's a lot of space between your ears
The way that you touch don't feel no nothing
Hey, hey, hey, hey, it was the D.N.A.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, that made me this way
Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Sheer heart attack, Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac
I feel so in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar-tic-u-late
Gotta feeling gotta feeling gotta feeling like a paralyse
It ain't no it ain't no it ain't no it ain't no surprise
Turn on the TV let it drip right down in your eyes
Hey, hey, hey, hey, it was the D.N.A.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, that made me this way
Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Sheer heart attack, Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac
I feel so in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar in-ar-tic-u-late
Just how I feel
Do you know, do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Do you know, do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel?
Sheer heart attack, Sheer heart attack
Real cardiac
song performed by by Helloween
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Union
Delicate sweet rapture came knocking
Gallant O' The Galaxy-his name
Left his calling card in her door
Thus-the beginning of Loves Eternal Flame;
Inside a Lonely Soul deliberated
Overwhelmed by delicious day dreams
Recognizing his- Devil May Care
A wild man-yet Gallant Resplenant
Seeking her spirit so fair;
Theirs would be a perfect union
Ecstacy-surely their new name
Coming together-as birds of one feather
Hence, Gallant and Lonely Soul-one flame;
poem by Theodora Onken
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