The Feminine Universe
Nothing is more important
Than a woman’s thoughts
Unless it is the mystery
Of her beckoning eyes.
May God forgive
Every tear I’ve brought
Into the feminine universe.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Mystery Woman
By gregg allman and daniel toler
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc.
Well I dont know, if I dreamed it.
I dont know, might be real.
Lord, its so strange, how one will find another,
But I keep on searchin, cause I know youre out there,
And all I gotta do is open my eyes and see her - the mystery woman.
Cause Im confused, but only sometimes.
Patiently waiting, baby just for you.
But Ill be leavin, babe, I wont go under.
All I gotta do is open my eyes and see her - a mystery woman.
If I have to chase her, all around the country.
Well Im bound to find her somewhere, and thats no lie.
Aint it strange, how one will find another,
But Ill keep on searchin, cause I know youre out there,
All I gotta do is open my eyes and see her - a mystery woman.
All I gotta do, is open my eyes and see you - my mystery woman.
Hey, yeah - my mystery woman.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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From An Audience Watching The Best Ballet Dancer
' perfect! excellent!
Dido the best ballet
dancer in this country
was once a man,
converted into a
woman by science
and adopted by us
as part of the feminine
universe.
and it does not matter
if he/she is a pervert.
she/he is an artist.
and she/he is loved
by this government
this world
this universe
this sexless universe
perverted and yet
so beautifully
crafted. it dances
and relieves us
from our inherited
woes.'
bravo! encore!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mystery and Secret
Where is the mystery
Where is the secret
Life is a bet
We are our mate
We must be truthfull
Within us
We embodied entire universe.
Come and sing
The glory of the universe
Come and see
Multicolored
Multifacted universe
Declared we are for us.
We know the purpose
We know how to depict the universe
And we know the universe is
Within us
It is the mystery
It is the secret
We have with us.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Battered Doll
A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.
Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.
Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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No more...
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Eyes Of A Woman
In the eyes of a woman, in a world of desire,
From the moment she looked my way. I was so hypnotized
Should I show how I feel, shes the magnet, Im steel
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman
In the arms of an angel, in a dangerous disguise
Loves a blue fascination
Its a mystery that burns, takes a lifetime to learn
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
In the eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
song performed by by Journey
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Her Hidden Treasure
Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.
Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.
Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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You Became My History
You were once a mystery,
The one I loved to solve.
Deciphering your code,
Always got me lost.
I thought of understanding you more,
But before I realised it,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Discovering you was a thrill,
Every puzzle I put together,
Granted me fulfilment,
But as time flew by,
you became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Every clue brought me closer,
Every step brought me nearer,
Only to make me smile,
I thrived on your addiction
But after a while,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
the very foundation that kept me stable,
Once I comprehended you, I began to feel able,
You were the ocean to my boat,
The cell to my system,
However, even without the distance,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Clouded in question marks,
Trying to understand,
Trying to comprehend,
I was left with numerous thoughts,
The more I tried, the more I learnt,
The less I craved, and before I knew it,
You became my history.
poem by Zushan Hashmi
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A woman is of complicity.
A woman can forgive you
For the advances you made.
She cannot forgive you
For the embarrassment you caused.
A woman can forget you
For the sacrifices you made.
She cannot forgive you
For the secrecy you let out.
A woman cannot admit
The affairs she had.
She is ready to reveal
The rejections she made.
A woman is of complicity.
A man is of simplicity.
03.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Venessa
If you do not know the rules of life,
What should i do when the dogs do bit you?
And i never meant to hurt you so,
Please do forgive me.
The way of your life was just a tip of the ice burg,
And i am a woman who is deeply troubled;
But you are just like the son of Belial and,
I am the daughter of my mother.
Please forgive me for the pain that i have caused you,
For you are only a boy and i am only a girl;
But love have brought us together on this table and,
The bitterness of the soul hangs on the wall.
I am Venessa and i am sitting here looking at you,
Please can i glean and gather the sheaves with you?
For i am a woman of substance!
And to glean the head of grain like,
The precious stone that needed to be kept;
But the three little birds onmy roof top responded,
And it is like Fred and Red in the land of the Red Stew.
Have you finished eating and drinking?
For the Philistines have brought the ark of Yahweh;
And of a bronze coal of mail! !
I am like the suckling lamb to learn the rules but,
You've taken over the rules of law into your own hands!
So please do forgive me if i have hurt you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It's very important to reveal the mystery of the pyramid. Science in archaeology is very important. People all over the world are waiting to solve this mystery.
quote by Zahi Hawass
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Imitating
We all have someone we look up to and admire,
And imitating others is something we all do!
Whether we admit it or not,
For life is all about the muse of mankind.
Important thoughts and actions,
Do not touch it if it is not your own;
Important thoughts and actions,
Do not touch me if i am not your wife;
Important thoughts and actions,
Do not use it if it is not your own;
Important thoughts and actions,
Do not use me if you are not my husband;
And like family members and friends,
But i am the muse next door to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The most mysterious feminine factor, the existence that we men, we don't know. It's woman. It's feminine. That's what the sword is about. That's the symbolic meaning of the sword.
quote by Ang Lee
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Male/Female
i find it sad how men,
in their 'infinite wisdom',
throughout the centuries,
have created a male world,
driven by a male ego,
controlled by male wisdom,
under the banner of a male god,
created in the image of man!
and yet the power of creation
has always dwelled in the feminine...
wisdom, passion, eros, beauty,
and even childbirth...
men in their fear of what they
dont understand, and of what they
cant do in themselves...
have always sought to keep the female
down, regulating her to second class
status, keeping her subjugated.
look at how we've ended up! a total
disaster created by self oriented fear!
i think it's time we stepped back, and
looked at the truth!
we wouldnt be here without women...
would have very little understanding
of love and family!
that which moves and flows, creates,
and brings night after day, and day
after night, has always been the feminine...
i stand in awe of woman... can feel her
presence in both the wind and the rain...
the emancipated woman stands at the door,
both mystery and faith by her side!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Four Women Of Your Life Brother
brother it is important to have
1) a woman who is intelligent
who can correct your spelling
and help you with some deep ideas
2) a woman who knows
how to cook
tasty exotic food
to fill our cravings
3) a woman who is beautiful
one you can be proud of
as you take a walk in
the plaza
4) a woman who is caring
affectionate and
tickles you to the bone
and takes away the
boredom in your life
these women are important
but what is most important is that
these women must not
know each other
[that was his joke
before he was murdered]
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Those Tears Are Mine
You held my hand
Beneath a summer streetlight
An hour or two
Before the dawn.
We walked all night,
We talked all night
About the things
That make us cry.
And I have seen
You cry
Too many times.
I swear,
Those tears are mine
Because I brought them
To your eyes.
I never wanted
Anything more
Than to kiss you
While watching the poetry
Of a sunrise,
Or to see
An afternoon breeze
Lovingly tousle your hair.
But a lover
Can grow insensitive
And take love for granted,
Not listen carefully.
You tried to tell me
Every time you were hurting
How to change my ways,
How to make you smile.
I did not pay attention
To little but important needs
Until you were convinced
That you were not
Important to me.
I know it is too late
For you to forgive me,
But I hope you try.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Its A Mystery
Words and music by bob seger
Its a mystery
How the heart beats
How the sun shines
How our eyes meet
Its a mystery
Lts a wonder
How we keep from
Sinking under
Its a mystery
All the nonsense
Set before us
Supposed to shock us
But it bores us
All the ennui
All the replays
All the rewrites
All the cant says
Its a mystery
Electron guns fire images
They end in interstellar space
Within the year
And through it all
We dance and starve and
Burn and clear
Its a mystery
How they con us
How they sneak til
Theyre upon us
All the anchors
With their helmets
Getting ratings
With their zealots
All the pundits
All the salesmen
Setting snake oil
To the nation
All the specials
Every rerun
All the penguins
Getting well-done
Its a mystery
Its a mystery
How the heart beats
How the sun shines
How our eyes meet
Its a mystery
Its a wonder
How we ever
Find each other
Its a mystery
song performed by by Bob Seger
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The most powerful hydraulic force of the universe is the tear of a woman.
quote by Carlos Fisas, translated by Dan Costinaş
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First Be A Woman
You can go to Harvard
You can be a pilot
You can be an astronaut
But first, be a woman, ooh ooh...
When you're walking down the street
Show your feminine appeal
Even tho' you're wearing jeans
It's important to be real
You were born to be yourself
So no matter how you feel
If you want to impress the opposite sex
When he takes you for a ride
Let him open you the door
When he asks you for a dance
Let him lead you to the floor
When he kisses you good night
You just leave him wanting more
You can do all you can
Say I am what I am
But first be a woman... oh oh oh oh
When he takes you out to dine
Don't you end up in his bed
Wedding bells will ring in time
Make him dream of you instead
And his passion can be like
All the stories that you've read
He can be Romeo if you act like Juliet
Nowadays it ends too soon
Even tho' it's just begun
You can take him to the moon
He'll leave with the morning sun
So take a lesson from the past
Make him want and make him run...
(You can't be a quarterback
He can't wear a pretty dress
You cannot be Superman
And he's not a shy princess
So why try to be alike
When it's only self defense ?
You've got grace, he's got style
And together you'll rhyme
So remember to be true
To the legend that you are
All the feminine in you
Has worked miracles so far
So head up high and don't be shy
You can reach for any star
You can do all you can...
Say I am what I am
You can be an executive
Hhh ! You can drive a train
You can be a detective...
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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Male is restless.
Man comes out of woman
And woman, out of woman.
Neither comes out of man.
Man seeks woman for love.
Man seeks woman for shade.
Man's restless to reach her.
Can he win over her?
Can he be in her good book?
Will she take him as man?
He is restless for an answer.
In merging with female,
Male becomes feminine
And sheds its restlessness.
18.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet: Forgive Them God, Lord
Forgive them God, they know not what they do;
Forgive them Lord, they know not what they say;
Forgive them God, they are my siblings too;
Forgive them Lord, they seem just bad today!
Forgive them God, they were all born with me;
Forgive them Lord, they suffered really;
Forgive them God; they were so good truly;
Forgive them Lord, they have done their duty!
Forgive them God, the tempter has them prey;
Forgive them Lord, they were so sad most days;
Federal been God and send your guardian fay;
Forgive them Lord, they have innocent face!
Forgive them God; I’ll pray for them instead;
Forgive them Lord; better You strike me dead!
28-5-2001 Perundurai, ERODE. T.N. INDIA
poem by John Celes
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