The Cornfields
The cornfields rise above mankind,
Lifting white torches to the blue,
Each season not ashamed to be
Magnificently decked for you.
What right have you to call them yours,
And in brute lust of riches burn
Without some radiant penance wrought,
Some beautiful, devout return?
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Beautiful Colours
Cornfields turned to mellow yellow
Skies shone a radiant azure blue
Leaves on the tree were emerald green
Heather was shining with purple hue.
The dove was cloaked in feathers white
Rose petals glowed crimson and cream
A lone star of gold lit up the night...
That night of my Silver Wedding dream.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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The Stewards of Destruction
The bird was routed from its nest
by the growl of a tractor’s roar.
Slash and burn, closer it came,
a tank in Mankind’s war.
The macaw soon was homeless
as its tree was knocked to earth.
Slash and burn, some peasants came
And hacked for all their worth
Elsewhere too, the Forest bears
brute evidence of man.
Slash and burn, the trees are gone
Crops planted there by hand.
Some miracle medicinals
Are forever lost down there
Slash and burn, fates’ wheel turns
Homo “sapiens” doesn’t care.
The habitats are dying
Their inhabitants are too.
Slash and burn, will man cause
his own extinction too?
poem by John F. McCullagh
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In The Forest
HERE, O my heart, let us burn the dear dreams that are dead,
Here in this wood let us fashion a funeral pyre
Of fallen white petals and leaves that are mellow and red,
Here let us burn them in noon's flaming torches of fire.
We are weary, my heart, we are weary, so long we have borne
The heavy loved burden of dreams that are dead, let us rest,
Let us scatter their ashes away, for a while let us mourn;
We will rest, O my heart, till the shadows are gray in the west.
But soon we must rise, O my heart, we must wander again
Into the war of the world and the strife of the throng;
Let us rise, O my heart, let us gather the dreams that remain,
We will conquer the sorrow of life with the sorrow of song.
poem by Sarojini Naidu
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I'm Not Ashamed
I'm not ashamed to call you mine,
I'll scream it out til the end of time.
I'm not ashamed to say I love you,
Why some are I have no clue.
I'll never hide you from my life,
Or to others, even those who strife.
You will be known for who you are,
My loving girl, my shining star.
I'm not ashamed to hold your hand,
To stand beside you as your man.
I'm not ashamed to kiss your lips,
Or wrap my arms around your hips.
No matter who is here with us,
It's not just me, I have a plus.
No matter if they fuss or whine,
I'm not ashamed to call you mine.
poem by Adam McKim
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Burn
Burn. Burn. Burn.
Everything burn,
everything fall to ashes,
Everything burst into flames,
everything rise,
in gray smoke,
Then fall as ashen tears,
burn. Burn. Burn.
the rise again,
to live in,
Burning brilliance.
poem by Rebecca Adams
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Abstain From It
What is this all about?
Is it safe sex or, commercial sex?
And, how are they educating us with these contraceptives ads?
I am a woman and i know what it takes but,
What about you?
What is this all about?
You are a man and you know what it takes;
But go to the streets and you will see things for your own eyes,
Because the commercial sex is booming!
And the big companies are making their respective profits along the line.
Do they think that they are educating us with all these ads?
Then, they should think twice;
For there are more businesses done in the name of safe sex,
And it had rather increased the sex life style of all mankind.
Oh mankind, let us try to know the naked truth behind these ads;
For it is better to abstain from sex than burn in it!
And a close distance to hell is what Aids does to us.
Sex is to all and sex goes on around with us unprotected,
But Aids is the disease the ends the time with us;
For the lust of our eyes have taken us far away from the truth!
And now the moon is blacked-out in complete darkness.
Out imaginations are limitless but Aids had closed up on mankind!
With intermittent flashes to catch up to the truth;
And the youth today do have their own type of answers than thought,
But to abstain from sex is better than to easily die in the name of lust! !
The ads speak like an angel but acts like a devil around us!
But sometimes things do not go the way we expected them to;
And as we use rulers to map out straight lines,
So are the rules of life straight from the Creator to us! !
And we need to return to ourselves to make some changes.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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All Over Again
The fragrant days of summer have disappeared
giving way to the chilly winds of autumn
that strips away the green coats from trees
leaving them bare and barren
before Jack Frost fills the morning air.
Collars hug closely around necks
as the cold white down fall from the sky,
to lay a pale blanket on the ground
that hides some of the unsightly sights and sounds.
Fires burn with radiant glow
as out faced hands try too capture its warmth.
Soon another season will once more awake.
The barren will breathe new life once more
and the colours will return unleashed,
as the circle of the seasons
will begin all over again.
12 November 2011
poem by David Harris
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Hero's Return
In a time of fear and confusion,
silence charging the air
The sunlight is gone, darkness lives on
in the heart of the dragons lair
Lost in a world of illusions
No trace of the missing ore
Stealing our souls, were out of control,
knocking at deaths door
All our beliefs fading into ashes
Heed the words that we pray
For a Heros Return our hearts still yearn
Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn
Now we charge, the battle is raging,
blood runs everywhere
Our anger is fierce, avenging the years
No time for a final prayer
Behold, the might of the hammer,
elliptical bolts of fire
Theres nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Youre down to the wire
Somewhere out there lies a new tomorrow
for me and those who believe
For a Heros Return our hearts still yearn
Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn
For a Heros Return our hearts still yearn
Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn
Oooh
Now, Ive returned from a place far beyond
My mission I set, let it be done
We still belive in a brighter future
The dreams are ours to fulfil
For a Heros Return.
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Your Holiness The Autumn Season!
YOUR HOLINESS, THE AUTUMN SEASON!
Hey, Autumn Season!
Who has banished you to this incognito life?
Or is it a self-imposed exile
From the Festivals of the Earth?
Why so much detachment?
Don't you develop any liking for the life?
Is life's burden so unbearable?
Shedding all your Leaves mercilessly
You stand in discreet silence
Displaying your bones unashamedly!
Every season in a unique style
Decorates itself, don't you know?
Haven't you learnt that art, why you alone?
Don't you have any desire of your own?
Do you prefer only this saintly life?
For what is this punishing penance?
For how many more days
Would this harsh penance last?
Let me watch! Beware!
When the 'Maid Spring' makes her appearance
Adorning the musical anklets that speak 'galeer galeer'
At her every graceful steps,
To the accompaniment of the songs
Of the forest Birds calling in chorus,
And to the rhythmic beats of the Cascades
And begins her delightful dance in tune with all,
When the cool Breeze casts its web on all
With its swooning spells-
How could your severe penance survive,
O, Your Holiness, the Autumn Season!
-S.CHANDRA KALAADHAR
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Lust, the root of youngness
Women portrayed
In romantic classics,
Heroines decked out
In celluloid,
Sexy music
In lusty lyrics, and
Thoughts and deeds
Fully around women
Are all manifestation
Of lust and lust
That we miss in our nest.
Lust, we need not detest.
Every action zeros to lust.
Every organ zeros to carbon.
13.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Church Of Baal
Disputes and monetary restitution,
Out of my inheritance to write this muse;
But their lust will secretly entice and tempt you to sin,
For the world is full of churches and of the rise of sin!
Of his own lust and of her own lust,
The Church of Baal watches to take in his followers;
But your closest friend can also be your enemy at times.
You are attracted to her but watch her bosom,
It is like red-red- wine and blue-blue-sea!
But the Church of Baal is attracted by many.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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White Christmas Makes Me Blue
I sent out...seasons greetings
To all our same old friends
The tree is trimmed and in your favorite place
I decked the halls with holly
Built a snowman in the lane
I sang jingle bells and a one horse open sleigh
But
White Christmas makes me blue
Everytime I hear it play I think of you
I remember all the good ones we knew
Oh..White Christmas makes me blue
I'm trying to be happy
I know you'd want me to
Being sad at christmas time aint right
I'm keeping our traditions-"wishing you were here"
On Christmas eve I still sing silent night
But White Christmas makes me blue
Everytime I hear it play I think of you
I remember all the good ones we knew
Oh..White Christmas makes me blue
Oh..White Christmas makes me blue.....
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Hi Nrg
(i. levine / f. trench)
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Oh, yeah...
High energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...
Oh, so high.
It was only last week when we first met,
And I was walking down the street.
You came up from behind me and I knew
That our eyes were gonna meet.
Thats when I fell into your arms,
Imagine my surprise.
I thought this only happened in fairy-tales,
Love hit me right between the eyes.
Ooh
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Oh, yeah...
High energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...
When you called me on the telephone,
You made my spirits rise.
Im glad the others didnt last;
Its a blessing in disguise.
Every time youre touching me,
It gives me such a thrill.
When I look deep into your eyes,
My heart just cant keep still.
Oh, no, no, no!
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Ooh, yeah... high energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...(oh so high)
All the gold thats in fort knox,
Couldnt buy this happiness.
And with your love, I dont need money,
I dont need success.
I became a victim of a certain love attack.
It happened in the blink of an eye,
And theres no holding back.
No, no ,no ,no!
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah)
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah...high)
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah)
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Lifting me high...
song performed by by Erasure
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Kindness is the unmatching penance
'O' heart!
Do penance! Do penance!
If you do penance, you can achieve
Whatever you like, in this universe;
Nothing is equal and better than kindness,
Kindness is the unmatchable penance,
People who are kind to everybody
Live for ever gladly and happily'
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The Lust We Fought For
The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.
poem by Erin Grantham
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Hot Love
Words and music by rick nielsen
Hot love if you want it
Got the time if you need it
Be around when you call me
Ill be around, be around for the ball
Hot love is for sale
And the time is just right
Hot love keeps you healthy,
Ooh, hot love, hot love, its nice.
And when I see a little temprature rise
You know I wasnt surprised
See you were smiling, oh
Hot love will burn
Hot love will burn your heart
Hot love if you want it
Got the time if you need it
Be around when you call me.
Ill be around, be around for the ball
And when I see a little temprature rise
You know I wasnt surprised
See, that you were smiling
Hot love will burn
Hot love will burn you
Im selling this, hot love for you
And for you Ill give it away
I know youll need it every day
Today and tonight
Im selling this hot love for you
And for you Ill give it away
Hey, why wont you let me inside of you tonight?
Hot love will burn
Hot love will burn your heart
Hot love will burn
Hot love will burn your heart
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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