If You Lift Your Skirt
Reality today is a sunless chasm
Impossible to climb,
A smooth wall smeared with grease,
A punishment from trickster gods
Exiled from ancient Greece…
Love parades in gaudy clothes
But exits before minute and meaningful pleasure,
Everything is a Judas kiss
Inviting a slow walk and a crucifix.
But if you lift your skirt,
I’ll do my best to make things fit,
I’ll be imaginative and elaborate
In mingling the poisons I secrete
In this treacherous existence.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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My Secrete Kiss
My secrete kiss,
a patient less bliss
I almost missed.
A touch of spice with a sexual might,
a mental invitation to feel his thighs.
Damn I think as I sigh…hum
My secrete kiss I almost missed
my secret kiss need not be my secrete or his.
What is hidden in my secrete kiss that I should care to hide,
keep out of others sight,
his and her eyes.
It just might be,
this secrete is not just mine.
poem by Denise Veras
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A brief tribute to George Seferis, poet
When the gods allot
a time, a place, to those so mortal
mortals whom they love to test,
is it a greater gift they give to poets,
to live in a land of honeybees
and sun and sea and heroes sung, a land
assured, content, of gods and marble,
temples, amphitheatres, history,
or in that land in times of tragedy,
starvation, misery, division,
internal war and conquered servitude?
Ultimate, the irony – how can the gods
think up such things? – to be
ambassador, to represent a land
from which to have been exiled half a life;
exiled from within and exiled from without.
The love the gods bestow (the Chorus cries)
is terrifying; strange; to be hard learned.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A moment missed
Remember when I asked you out?
And how you shed a tear.
Remember how I told you.
That I'd stay for all those years.
Remember our first kiss?
Under a moonlit sky.
Remember the fireworks.
That shone in your eyes.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember all the promises?
That we never seemed to keep.
Remember all the times.
I held you when you'd weep.
Remember all the walks we took?
On the beach at midnight.
Remember when we were perfect?
And everything felt right.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember that rose I sent you?
For our schools winter dance.
Remember when we broke up?
And I begged for a second chance.
Remember when you got pregant.
And I stayed right by your side.
Remember how I bought that ring?
And took your hand in mine.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember when I became a dad?
And held my baby girl.
Remember how we fought for names.
And ended up with Pearl.
Remember her first birthday?
And that pretty teddy bear.
Remember her old blankie?
That she carried everywhere.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember how you left me?
With not a word goodbye.
Remember how you took her?
And left me there to die.
Remember all those years?
That you spent far away.
Remember our dying love?
That was ment to always stay.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember the years after?
When you became a whore.
Remember how you took off?
And walked through that same door.
Remember when you got drunk?
And they took our Pearl away.
Remember how I took the fall.
Even though you were too blame.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember how you changed?
And forgot what use to be.
Remember how you hit her?
When our girl had just turned three.
Remember all those moments?
That we thought would last forever.
Remember all our memories?
That we had shared together.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember when you lost your future?
And chose to slice your wrists.
Remember the note you sent me?
Saying please remember this.
Today it's three years later.
And our baby's turning five.
Today she has no mommy.
Because you chose to die.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
poem by Silence Dogood
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The Sound Of My Silence
we arrive at the end of the road
and there is a single pebble
there staring at us
smooth and round
and too light for our burden
i decide the fate of two souls
yours and mine
i lift my eyes to see your sorrow
and mine
i lift my foot to walk away
leaving an awkward cloud
beneath the sand
i run away and you vanish from my mind
you take your gaze towards the horizon
i pack mine towards the sunless sea.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Special Valentine’s Day
This special day I dedicate to you
I’m going to fulfil all your fantasies
Tell me what your heart desires
We can do anything you want to do
A teddy bear, flowers, chocolates and clothes
I’ll dine you in a fancy restaurant
The sky’s the limit and you are the sky
You can have anything you want
A heart-warming romance movie
We could have a slow romantic dance
I’ll sing to you on one knee in Paris
Imagine a romantic day together in France
A Walk hand in hand through a moonlit park
We can admire the sparkling stars together
If you make one wish then we share a passionate kiss
It’ll be a moment you’ll remember forever
A love like yours is priceless
You will always be my personal treasure
Why can’t the world be a little bit more like you
Your love will always be my greatest pleasure
So today I would like to show you how much I appreciate you
I intend to pleasure you in every possible way
It’ll be a happy memorable experience that you’ll never forget
On this special day we call Valentine's Day
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poem by Jason Garraway
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Judas' Kiss
Are you going to kiss me
just like what Judas did to Jesus?
Are you selling me
to the man in the big house?
Do you want me to join
the women in the big house
who are not allowed to see the world?
Oh, father, father
please don't give me that judas' kiss
I promise I'll be like a man working in your farm
where the trees are old and dying.
Oh, father, father
please don't give me that judas' kiss
and just let me be free
to marry the one I love.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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The Legend Of The One-Eyed Man
Like Oedipus I am losing my sight.
Like Judas I have done my wrong.
Their punishment is over;
the shame and disgrace of it
are all used up.
But as for me,
look into my face
and you will know that crimes dropped upon me
as from a high building
and although I cannot speak of them
or explain the degrading details
I have remembered much
about Judas -
about Judas, the old and the famous -
that you overlooked.
The story of his life
is the story of mine.
I have one glass eye.
My nerves push against its painted surface
but the other one
waiting for judgment
continues to see . . .
Of course
the New Testament is very small.
Its mouth opens four times -
as out-of-date as a prehistoric monster,
yet somehow man-made
held together by pulleys
like the stone jaw of a back-hoe.
It gouges out the Judaic ground,
taking its own backyard
like a virgin daughter.
And furthermore how did Judas come into it -
that Judas Iscariot,
belonging to the tribe of Reuben?
He should have tried to lift him up there!
His neck like an iron pole,
hard as Newcastle,
his heart as stiff as beeswax,
his legs swollen and unmarked,
his other limbs still growing.
All of it heavy!
That dead weight that would have been his fault.
He should have known!
In the first place who builds up such ugliness?
I think of this man saying . . .
Look! Here's the price to do it
plus the cost of the raw materials
and if it took him three or four days
to do it, then, they'd understand.
They figured it weighed enough
to support a man. They said,
fifteen stone is the approximate weight
of a thief.
Its ugliness is a matter of custom.
If there was a mistake made
then the Crucifix was constructed wrong . . .
not from the quality of the pine,
not from hanging a mirror,
not from dropping the studding or the drill
but from having an inspiration.
But Judas was not a genius
or under the auspices of an inspiration.
I don't know whether it was gold or silver.
I don't know why he betrayed him
other than his motives,
other than the avaricious and dishonest man.
And then there were the forbidden crimes,
those that were expressly foretold,
and then overlooked
and then forgotten
except by me . . .
Judas had a mother
just as I had a mother.
Oh! Honor and relish the facts!
Do not think of the intense sensation
I have as I tell you this
but think only . . .
Judas had a mother.
His mother had a dream.
Because of this dream
he was altogether managed by fate
and thus he raped her.
As a crime we hear little of this.
Also he sold his God.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Judas
I cast my pearls before the swine
Sealed and delivered
Then I drink your toast of wine
Though it's bitter sweet
I'm eating from you hand so neat
Pennies from heaven
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
Sightseeing through the lights
and shades of you mighty colonnades
No I got the picture
of the beauty and the beast
I am the lamb...you are the priest
To crucify me
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
To make a living...Makes no difference
You are what you do
Some are false and some are true
You haven't got a clue
I'd rather reign in hell some said
Than serve in heaven
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Judas
I cast my pearls before the swine
Sealed and delivered
Then I drink your toast of wine
Though it's bitter sweet
I'm eating from you hand so neat
Pennies from heaven
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
Sightseeing through the lights
and shades of you mighty colonnades
No I got the picture
of the beauty and the beast
I am the lamb...you are the priest
To crucify me
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
To make a living...Makes no difference
You are what you do
Some are false and some are true
You haven't got a clue
I'd rather reign in hell some said
Than serve in heaven
You say you give
You say you love
But yet you live (just like)
Judas...Judas
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Kiss Me Red
I could paint your picture in the sky tonight
Your lipstick on the moon it shines so bright
Baby its full and white
Honey its full tonight
(chorus 1)
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
I could paint your picture in my room tonight
Your bodys on my mind its clear and bright
Oh but youre far away
And what I wouldnt pay
(chorus 2)
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
Its black out
And Im alone in the dark
But light a candle to replace your heart
What I wouldnt give to have you here in my bed
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Maybe Today
Maybe today
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe someday
Things shall be any different
Than they are today
Maybe today the moon shall smile
Maybe today the world will dance
To the music and rhythm of yesterday’s drums
Maybe today our visions will rise to its Zenith
Maybe today we shall walk on the wire of our purest imaginations
Maybe today is all we have to become the architects of our fate
Maybe today is the perfect time to make peace
Maybe today is the best day chosen to forgive and let go
Maybe today is the time to be better people than we were yesterday
Maybe today is the best day to say ”AM SORRY”
Maybe today is the day to climb the highest mountain of purpose.
Who knows what tomorrow has in store?
poem by Irenio Irenaeus Bero
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First Kiss
Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway
So....
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Another First Kiss
Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you, you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway, so
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Secrete To Success
Success is defined as surviving failures and learning from them.
Success has a secrete and
Unless a man undertakes more than he possible can do
He’ll never do all that he can.
Success has a secrete and
Nothing succeeds like the appearance of success.
Success has a secrete and
You always go through failures on the way to success
Maybe it does secrete of success.
It is possible to fail in many ways,
Just polish them with ignorance.
Whiles possible to succeed in other ways
Just stamp with confidence
Then success is short.
Take steps to success;
Plan while others are playing,
Study while others are delaying,
Begin while others are procrastinating,
Work while others are wishing,
Listen while others are talking,
Smile while others are frowning,
Commend while others are criticizing,
Persist while others are quitting.
You’ll be lucrative in your success,
If you follow this secretes of success.
You are not old,
To be unsuccessful,
Don’t go where there is excitement,
Thus with-holds your succeeding journey,
Stay where there is love,
Thus you open all of you to it.
This is a secretive secrete of success,
IF ITS NOT! !
THERE’S NOTHING EXITING TO BE THE SECRETE OF SUCCESS
I won’t tell you the author, cause he is a secrete successor.
poem by Stephen Raseona
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Jack Of All Parades
When we first met I didnt know what to do
My old love lines were all worn out on you
And the world walked round at my mouth
They lit me up and they snuffed me out
[chorus]
And I was everybodys boy
But soon that thrill just fades
To be the love of one true heart
Or the jack of all parades
You wont know who to thank
You wont know who to blame
Its just a part of the murdering game
cos down in the fleshpots
Where they pay you in pounds
Theyre laughing like drains
And baying like bloodhounds
For the jack of all parades
The jack of all parades
Once I knew a girl
That looked so much like judy garland
That people would stop and give her money
And everybody was frankie, jimmy or bobby
Not the jack, the jack of all parades,
Oh the jack, the jack of all parades,
Oh the jack, of all parades.
Now the way that I feel is no longer news
You know my love and how to refuse it
Cause you know where the door is
And how to use it
Oh you know you do
But from my chequered past
To this shattered terrace
Where you cant keep your mind off
The crimes of paris
And you cant keep your peace
And try to forget it
And I cant forgive you
For things you havent done yet
Oh I was anybodys boy
But soon that thrill just fades
To be the love of one true heart
Or the jack of all parades
When we first met I didnt know what to do
My old love lines were all worn out on you
And the world walked round my mouth
I didnt mean to say it
I just blurted it out
As you pretended not to notice
Or be taken aback
And I loved you there and then
Its as simple as that
Oh I was everybodys boy
But soon that thrill just fades
To be the love of one true heart
Or the jack of all parades
To be the love of one true heart
Or the jack of all parades
Oh the jack of all parades
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Homage
today i pay homage
to the turtle and for those like it
are too slow
for almost anything
its inability to cope up with the
arrogant and speedy rabbit
the subject of
too much mockery
in that snail-paced history
today i pay homage
to persistence and flexibility
to patience and stoicism
to faith that grows steadily within the hearts of every man
that respect for every block of brick
that makes the long winding gate of protection
that composes the great wall
of the house
for every step
that does the ways of master builder
though small and slow
yet still sure
today i pay homage for all the other
slow processes
of solitude
those quiet manners of the
grass and the leaves
the tender climb of the tendrils on the trellis of the fence
the steady flourishing of the
petals on the sepals of the
morning flower
today i pay homage to
those tiny green turtles anchored
quietly
beside the gleaming stone of the ancient pond
of our civilization
those sleepy eyes under the moon
full of wisdom
showered by the rain and sunshine of the ages
not rushing for anything
they are all here
undisturbed and thriving still
not hurting anyone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kiss Me
Kiss me and make it seem better,
Kiss me and quiet my heart,
I never once asked for a letter,
Stating you wanted to part.
Kiss me and declare you were wrong dear,
Kiss me and confirm it's okay,
Say all those things that I so want to hear,
And wipe all my tears away.
Kiss me and let's stay together,
Kiss me and pour out the wine,
Sit with me on my sofa of leather,
And say that everything will be fine.
Kiss me and tell me you love me,
Kiss me with passion to spare,
Don't think of leaving, that is my plea
And also my ardent prayer.
Kiss me, I need you so deeply,
Kiss me, what more can I say,
But with reality looming before me,
This dream has just melted away.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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This Twilight Garden
I lift my lips from kissing you
To kiss the sky
Cloud soft and blue
And slow the sun melts down
Into your golden words for me
I lift my hands from touching you
To touch the wind that whispers through
This twilight garden
Turns into a world
Where dreams are real
No-one will ever take your place
I am lost in you
No-one will ever take your place
So in love with you
I lift my eyes from watching you
To watch the star rise shine onto
Your dreaming face and dreaming smile
You're dreaming worlds
For me
I lift my lips from kissing you
And kiss the sky wide deepest blue
And slow the moon swims up
Into your golden words
For me
No-one will ever take your place
I am lost in you
No-one will ever take your place
So in love with you
song performed by by Cure
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Judas
How eager he was to make Him
king of the world,
trying to force him to get involved politically.
But the Son of God remains silent
do not call on angels to come to his assistance
and in that dark night watch
torches burn bright while Judas fulfils his task,
soldiers gather around Christ
and suddenly Judas knows that He has another kingdom,
that He causes his love and sacrifice
to circle out to a newer deeper meaning,
bringing it as His greatest offering
and He looks at him, at Judas, with deep compassion
while His love goes through all things.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Marie's The Name / Rusholme Ruffians
Very old friend
Came by today
As he was telling everyone in town
Of all the love that he'd just found
And marie's the name (of his latest flame)
Talked and talked
And i heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
Prettiest green eyes anywhere
And marie's the name (of his latest flame)
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
His money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is famous
She is funny
An engagement ring
Doesn't mean a thing
To a mind consumed by brass (money), oh
The last night of the fair
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
A hideous trait (on her mother's side)
Then someone falls in love
Someone's beaten up
Someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine
And someone falls in love
Someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine
This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "how quickly would i die
If i jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "how quickly would i die
Oh, if i jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
...oh, walk home alone
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
song performed by by Smiths
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