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Melt In The Frozen Ocean!

My heart melts in the frozen ocean,
My thought freezes in the boiling season,
My legs floats on the fine soil,
My mind limbs in the tuned tunnel.
you have made it possible,
that I feel the impossible,
You have made me to see,
a woman in a mother,
pushed her to the next place,
find a man in a father,
kept him beside the woman
in the mother and then,
you have occupied the first.
you are the real, not a dream,
to enjoy at night and forget,
to enjoy at day and be mocked,
to enjoy once and throw out,
to flirt and dump as old cloth,
you have become a part,
we can't stay apart.
Our hearts melt in the frozen ocean,
the life in love, makes in possible.
Our thoughts freezes in the boiling season,
the affection that we share, is the reason.
The legs floats on the fine soil,
the hope in us, leaps and protects from evils.
Our mind limb in the tuned tunnel,
as we are alert to catch the trust angel.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Me And Nature

I love to enjoy the wind that
rule the shore of the ocean,
i love to enjoy the wild sun
of Africa and the expatacular
snow of of europe,
i love to enjoy the beauty and
the fragrance of flower that
grace the soil of Africa (Europe,
America) .

I love to enjoy the divine beauty
of the sky at nite when the sun
and the stars proof their worth,
i love to enjoy the rain so when
it pour i dance my way through
it.

I love to enjoy the green grass so
when am within them i feel them
with my hands
i love to enjoy the sweet melodies
of the brids, the sound of the
flute and that of the drum.
I love to enjoy nature..

poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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Holding You

Endless hopes, well
That's too bad
Smile happy,
Enjoy my pain
Hoping I can find
What we never had
Never holding you
It makes me
(Bridge)
100% is where it lies
Behind the tide
Inside the ocean
Inside your ocean
Frozen is the present past, oh
Made of stone, but breaks like glass, so
Take me now to where I want to go
Thoughts astray but who will know
(Chorus)
In a dream it seems
Just to hold my hand
Shaking the release
Stop me,
Stop me if you can
Endless hopes, well
That's too bad
Smile happy,
Enjoy my pain
Hoping I can find
What we never had
Never holding you
It makes me
(Bridge)
(Chorus)

song performed by by Linkin Park
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Chauvinist

I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat

Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!

Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!

I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.

My dreams are of a
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I am all right, You are all right.

Where ever you are, that is your place
What ever you attract, it is your part to face or replace.
You can get through everything from where you are,
Go on, enjoy life, do not oppose, do not put before you a bar.

If you oppose or gripe about anything what comes to you,
You'll never find true happiness in whatever you do.
Your life will be a constant misery,
Stay grateful for everything, then you will find real life's discovery

Let go and let come to you whatever is there,
Be happy, enjoy life every second and be sincere,
Good or bad should find you at peace and calm,
Know, what you see in this moment, it is your mind's realm.

Change your attitude & thoughts, so your life will change,
If you do not succeed, try again & again & arrange.
As life is a school room, nothing stays or real,
Turning thoughts to gratefulness, the purpose of life will reveal.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Laughter in my Womb

As I touch my tummy so tenderly, I escape
He placed his hand on mine
Asked I blush as mummy,
so perfectly out I space
She placed her hand on his

And I hear laughter from inside my ears
And I sense these thrills right down my veins
And I feel my rains coming
I am the season of the mud
I am a new earth

And I hear laughter from inside my mind
And I sense this strength all over my muscles
And I feel my arteries working
I transform
I am the reason of the laughter
I am the hearth
I am the season of the fire
red soil and water
my womb is an oven
and it’s laughing

As I touch this belly in such a marvel, I break
He placed his finger on my tear
Collapsed I and numb, but sovereign, again I brick
She placed his salty finger on her lips

And I throw laughter from inside my guts
And I sense this mighty earthquake on my bones
And I feel my rains coming
I am the season of the mud
I am the last earth

And I hear laughter from inside my mind
And I sense this strength all over my muscles
And I feel my arteries working
I transcend
I am the reason of the laughter I am the hearth
I am the season of the fire
red soil and water
my womb is an oven
and its holy laughter is boiling to surface.

poem by Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis
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Wrong on The Way

We find nothing wrong on the way
If that is chosen carefully to keep away
From all kind of ills and with good intent
There is nothing more or less to repent

We are not put to harassment in any way
We are not driven away or kept at bay
It is destined path and decided much in advance
You will have to cross it any time at once

It is made easier with lot of blessings
Nothing goes from your luck as missing
You are given your share at right moment
There is not much left to be asked for comment

It is inhaling object on the earth
No breath and it is declared death
You are alive so long there is some sign
You look good and feel very fine

We need little grace
For smiling always on the face
Rest all we have to struggle
To enjoy life and keep free from troubles

Enjoy quietly what has been offered
Take it as gift routinely conferred
Whatever you bear in mind or differ
If there is destiny to suffer then you certainly suffer

Regret only when it pinches
Cry only when heart it touches
Stay aloof when no purpose is seen
Show interest only when you are keen

Find the ocean to swim with
Prepare fully and armed with teeth
Think that it is one time life chance
It may come or not come if gone at once

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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November chillness

As the cold wind flows in
her memories enters mind.
Thinking of her, enjoying this crazy love
freezes the november chillness.

Body is somewhere and mind is somewhere
mind not responding to november chillness
is frozen by her memories.
the slow speech of her, the elegant looks
ha frozen my mind

hey akasha mallige, i stare at you and wait for january
to see you in full bloom.
I don't know when is my january
but enjoy her memories freezing my mind.

As the cold wind of november flows,
memories of her fragrance and
the sweetness in her voice makes
mind foolish in this love.

hey akasha mallige when is my january?

(pem written on november)
(akasha mallige is a jasmine)

poem by Venkatesh Nagaraj
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Brokenhearted Melody

I knew a woman
Treated me kind
Gave her all my dreams
Though she didn't know
Or if she did, she didn't say

I knew a woman
Mysterious and fine
Gaver her all my love
Seemed like, in a nick of time
But she didn't stay, didn't stay

I knew a woman
Soft and gentle
Stayed on my mind, on my mind
No need for sympathy
Maybe another day

I knew a woman
I never could let go
She was in my heart
No matter where I'd go
Come what may, come what may

I knew a woman
Think of her all the time
She couldn't feel my love
She's gone, no worries
Don't remind, Don't remind

Got to go now
Running out of time, runnin' out of time
A memory in my heart and mind
Would have loved her
For all time, for all time, don't remind

One day a sweet angel's going to find me
Rest this weary heart of mine
Going to love me for all time
Everything's going to somehow work out fine
Hope I've still got time, pray I've still got time

poem by James T. Adair
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I Know It's Over

I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as i climb into an empty bed
Oh well. enough said.
I know it's over - still i cling
I don't know where else i can go
Over ...
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to cut me
Do you think you can help me ?
Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
(though she needs you
More than she loves you)
And i know it's over - still i cling
I don't know where else i can go
Over, it's over, it's over, it's over
It's over, la ...
I know it's over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said :
"if you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
And if you're so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
I know ...
'cause tonight - it's just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
Your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms..."
It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over, over
It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over
Love is natural and real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is natural and real
But not for such as you and i, my love
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head, oh ...
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, i can feel the soil fall over my head
Mother, i can feel the soil fall over my head
Oh mother, i can feel the soil fall over, fall over my head
Oh mother, i can feel the ... fall over my ...
Oh ...

song performed by by Smiths
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Of Non-ness

But at this time...
On these non-days,
When a sense of non-ness is existing.
I try to find in my mind,
A reason and a rhyme...
To define what it is I choose to decline.

And it is at this time,
I'm feeling quite fine.
And those non-days existing,
With a non-ness to grind...
To upset my mind,
I can't allow...
Myself to be twisted in the mix of it!

I once participated in heated debates.
About the absence of the right,
To enjoy the life I've made.
Without feeling I should trade away...
This happiness I feel and have,
I just can't walk away from to see betrayed.

And it is because at this time,
On these non-days...
Whether they come to others to keep and stay,
I wish agitation begin from me to fade.

Because at this time I made up my mind,
On those non-days bringing all that non-ness to find...
I,
Choose peace...
Over being demeaned.

And when that non-ness is there to share,
Because at this time I made up my mind to care...
I,
Have chosen peace...
And I've left the scene.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Father there you Are(For my dad)

Father it's been a long time,
Since I was baby which I cannot count on my ten fingers,
Cradle my mother's arms,
My eyes closed yet to see my father,
Father running around,
Now I can talk and walk,
Those years later,
Father where are you?
Seeing my mother,
Saying I love thy father,
Which I do,
My love will forever be true,
Now as I grow older once again,
I ask myself,
Father where are you?
Inside my life I see a tunnel,
Running through that tunnel I hear a voice,
Do I go or should I stay?
Trusting my gut I do,
A smile on my face,
Father there you are!

poem by Qeeony Luv
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She Floats

[intro: whale sounds]
Watching puddles gather rain
Theres no better place to lay
Shes as fine as dandelions blowing in the wind
Shes not thinkin' about anything...
She floats
Floats...
Wearing black patent mary janes
She steps out in to the rain
She's as dry as clear blue skies
Swallowing you whole
Got not secrets though I'm told
She floats
Ahhh... ahhh...
She's as fine as dandelions blowing in the wind
Shes not thinkin she's listening
She floats... She floats... Floats...
Floats...
She floats... She floats... Floats...
Floats...

song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Mrs. Hitchcock

Hello Mrs. Hitchcock
I hope truly you are doing well
I hope life has been very good to you
But that as time, someday it will tell.
And how are your beautiful daughters
I hope too they are doing fine
I hope they became wonderful women
I hope too they are gentle and very kind.
I hope they are seeking their destiny
In this hard world which we know as life
A hard journey for either woman or man
Or maybe, they became a mother and a wife.
Tell me do they have the beauty of their mother
And also do they have the eyes of their dad,
Do they both like to joke and laugh and enjoy life
And do they cry, when they are very sad.
Do they help others when they are in trouble
The way that you also had taught them to do
And do they sing when they are very happy
And are they virtuous, and also so very true.
Tell me do they also believe in heaven and God
Knowing that he is the reason that they are here
And do they thank him for the mother he gave them
Maybe their life someday, will be someone's mirror.
So once again I hope you are doing very well
I truly hope you have found in life what you sought
Also I hope everyday for you, it is a beautiful day
So again I wish you well, Mrs. Hitchcock.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Closing In (Rosetta Stone Mix)

I can't see ever feeling right again
I'm on a raft in a river that's roaring away with me
What good does it do me to have what I want
When I'm in no shape to enjoy what I have
Boiling
I'm burning
I'm losing my hold
On the life that I had
Running
I'm hiding
I'm telling myself
That these things aren't so bad
I can see there's just no way out of this (one)
I can feel the walls closing in on me
The door at the end of the tunnel is far too small
And there's 24 metric tons of fear closing in on me

song performed by by Information Society
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Closing In 2. 0

I cant see ever feeling right again
Im on a raft in a river thats roaring away with me
What good does it do me to have what I want
When Im in no shape to enjoy what I have
Boiling
Im burning
Im losing my hold
On the life that I had
Running
Im hiding
Im telling myself
That these things arent so bad
I can see theres just no way out of this (one)
I can feel the walls closing in on me
The door at the end of the tunnel is far too small
And theres 24 metric tons of fear closing in on me

song performed by by Information Society
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Old makes way

Old makes way for the new
Nature puts them under constant review
One has to make the way for others
Life is chance and is open offer

Never look back at the golden days
It was fine in life all the way
Now coming to the end of season
We got to be happy with many reasons

There'll be robin's greeting call
Even after the last sunset,
Twilight's fragrance will fill the room
Find the soul in eternal rest.

Life may be same till the end
If you feel and enjoy as sent
As twilight has retained its fragrance
You can do same at once

When life is lived with full length
Its fruit may be had with strength
Your heart may be filled with joy
Even last call will be a moment to enjoy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At Inverloch

The magpie's voice floated across the oval as the sun was warming in the summery sky
In what promised to be a beach day for many a few hours of sun and ocean to enjoy
At Inverloch its been said the sea is slightly warmer and the beach is never overcrowded there
And in a place that is free of pollution so good to breathe in the healthy ocean air.

At Inverloch a sea side Town in Gippsland life always goes on at a steady pace
And even in the height of the holiday season it never is an overcrowded place
Some families from the eastern Melbourne suburbs at Inverloch enjoy their holiday
They swim and on the wide beach play beach cricket and for a few weeks relax by the bay.

At Inverloch a two hours drive from Melbourne a place of peace and beauty by the sea
Life goes on at a steady pace as usual even in the holiday
month of January
The magpie's voice it floats across the oval as the family pack their lunch and flask of tea
For the five minutes walk that will take them to the wide beach for two hours of sun or maybe even three.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Anna Lu King 1910/2001

O’ beautiful black queen…
The center of my dreams…
Enjoy your sleep…

It made me weep…
Yet in my heart you I keep…
And there you will live on…

O’ great queen…
You still watch over me…
And give me God’s favor, faith…

You’ve showed me how and what…
Is love…
Understanding how I was bad and made me see…
My good…

O’ beautiful black queen…Mother…
Of my Mother…
Woman of my second home…

A whole woman…
A woman with an iron fist…
And a heart of gold…

A God fearing woman…
Sleep…you sweet thang…
In my heart you will always…
Ring…

Making the whole of me sing…
I love you for the words…
You never spoke…

You my mothers, mother…
Twins in my world…
Blessed by God…

Sleep, sleep, sleep…
In heavenly peace…

While I thank you…
Dear woman…
For your daughter…

Who loves you and me…
Thank you grand mother…
For loving me…rest…

I feel you…I feel you watching over…
My shoulder…
Bless are you my sweet black queen…

For in my heart is where you still live…
With all my love, your loving grandson
Kwane Kenya Lamb…rest my sweet…

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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The season came

The lamp within my heart,
Triggering a deep insight,
Bringing in a great light,
Taking away the grief and hurt,

Loving you above great heights,
Fighting for you with might,
Proud to realise im right,
Right to know for you i will fight

The reason i had in mind,
I thought i said it with time,
The treason i did against you,
I thought i was punished in time,
The season then came,

The season to share the love i had,
A season to forget treason,
A season to tell the reasons,
To love you in all times,
Being my lamp, my reason,
In a new season

poem by Gaylord Munemo
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I am that woman

I am the woman you cannot stand
I am the woman you cannot part
I am the woman who will f*** your brains up
I am the woman who will make you love
I am the woman who will make you so mad you’ll forget your name
I am the woman who your mother will love
I am the woman who will make your mates laugh
I am the woman who will make you speak all night
I am the woman who will make you go ballistic
I am the woman who will annoy you all the time
I am the woman who you’ll find irresistibly cute
I am the woman who will make you forget what you do
I am the woman who you’ll spend all day in bed with
I am the woman who will make passionate love like a beast
I am the woman who will get you out of control
I am the woman who will make you lose your soul
I am the woman who you will accept defeat to
I am the woman who will make you sad when I leave the room
I am the woman who will drive you crazy when we meet
I am the woman who you’ll want to sit all night and stare me sleep
I am the woman who you’ll hate and love
And I am the woman who you’ll never f***ing forget!

…and you know it’s all true….

poem by Evita Velvet
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