That Moment Of Truth
There is just something about you…
That makes me want to chew on you…
You're sweeter then honey…
That woman I dream of…
From out nowhere…
A dare, a flare…
My, reality…
My, Angel on this earth…
Knocking at my heart…
The best of nature…
Winking at me…(my heart is pounding) …
My mouth waters…
Come closer sweetness…
How wonderful, woman is…
From head to toe…
A beauty of beauties…
In my head…
Round and round she goes…
Where she stops…
Only she knows…
"Hey sweetheart! Wake up! "
Huh! ? ? drooling
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Woman Reflect
Courage from the womb…
Camouflage by the outside world…
Fear…is that a destiny…?
Or is the past events so strong…
You are lead astray…?
Wake! Woman…you are…
The beginning of…whatever…
You are created to be RESPECTED…
And PROTECTED…
Not deflected nor neglected…
You are prime…keep that in mind…
"mercy, mercy me…
"woman can't you see"
You are the (HUM) in HUMMING BIRD…
Your vibrating voice is land mark…
You are created to rule…
And be smooth…
A rareness of rare…a super female…
Within and out, even when you pout…
Go to the mountain top and shout…
"I am woman, the best of the best"
I will pass the test…
And at my side you (man) will rest…
Be blessed…my guest………you pest…
With you… I am obsessed…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Beauty By The Tree
Beauty By The Tree
It is you beneath the tree…
A wonder of wonders to behold…
A queen of nature's perfection…
Ebony layers starting up a re-action…
Yet the tree shades you well…
My heart swells with anticipation…
What a beauty you are by far…
I am swallowed up by your beauty…
Nature maketh no mistakes…
You and a tree by the lake…
Both wonders of the same creator…
God…God's love for beauty…
As God paused while creating you…
Then added your wisdom…
My, my…what a woman you are…
And the tree just adds to your beauty…
As nature adds to the beauty of this land…
As the rain gives the tree life…
Your heart grows and grows…
You, you wonderful you…
Make you some day a wonderful wife…
Of man's pit falls and strife…
For you my granddaughter I pray …
That you be honored like the tree always…
A creation of creations…a woman of women…
Awe! …a word for you…and your beauty…
Granddad
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Separation Of Difference
Woman you are powerful…
In two ways…your strength…
Which makes you rare and unique…
And your womanhood…
Whatever else is added is all good…
There is a high road…
There is a low road…
Both have equal travel…
That is why strength matters…
For whoever land you may stand…
Be it woman of man…
You must show your best…
Let no one quest…or…
Request…
You my sweet, sweet (Lady) you are a (Northern Light) …
Who has taken flight with no plight…
View your might as well…
It's your womanhood…Ooooo…
"That Lady Be"…would…could…
Should…only if she wish…
To become someone's dish…
Remember (WOMAN) you are two-fold…
I reckon twice as nice…meaning hell…
On wheels…
Whatever the deal…
Never get stolen…
Or accidentally swollen…
"YOU ARE GOLDEN"…in every way…
That is what the ONE in the heaven say…
(Night or day…fun or play) ...
Yes, …is only no…when you say so.
For a friend name Lili
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Extraordinary
The wonders of woman happen…
Every second…
Making man proud…
God…Shouts out loud…
"WALK MY QUEEN… WALK"
Woman an extraordinary…being…
That's right…EXTRA…ORDINARY…
GODS…(yellow finch) …
Flower of flowers…
Mind of HIS MIND…
She is queen of this planet…
No! . of this universe and outward…
Her touch like the sun giving pleasure…
Making essence, brightening mans glow…
As she moves among the earth…
Extraordinary…dark chocolate…
From the earth's core…
The hottest spot…there of…
Melting man's heart without trying…
Keeping man from dying…
But not keeping man from lying…
Extraaorrdinary…
Now…man is CRYinnnnnnn…
Knighthood him… queen…?
YES…or…NO…
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Woman, Woman, Woman
They say (midnight) is the wishing hour…
And God says" In that (night) is made distinct…
Every affair of wisdom"…*1
And that" The night of power or honor…
Is better than a thousand months"…*3
So, "Peace! That until the rise of morn"…4
To love, has many nights filled with…
Unexplainable wonders…
Good, bad or indifferent …
But in all…
One floats…ride the tide…Feel…
The air under thy feet…
What wonders…Loving can add…
Or take from a life…
O' how beautiful a love combination…
O' how strong each touch…
O' how each moment is a thousand months…
Woman is to be respected…
Shared, loved, adored and adorn, honored…
And by god! …obeyed…
You just can't beat having a woman around…
For a quick laugh or unknown frown…
The blessing, is the woman…
The wonderfulness, is the union…
Then comes the world…union by union…
God bless the female…
1.* Surah… 44-4
3.* Surah …97-3
4.* Surah …97-5
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You Never know
Look out heart…
"I am grateful"…is not love…
Doing something for someone…
And getting…(I'm grateful) …
Is a watch out word…
You heard…"I can't love you"…
I'm just grateful, to you…
Oops…
Just grateful…?
Just grateful…!
You know…how I…feel about you…
And you…say…just grateful…
Damn! …
I expected much more…
From such a special touch…
Which was…I know now… a…
I am grateful…kind of touch…
How was I to know…?
My heart is on the floor…
Door…wide open…
Eye…running wet…
And yet…
I mis-judged-what-…
That look and touch was…
I guess I am grateful…as well…
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Know Your Surroundings
There is nothing wrong with…
Bring a strong woman…
They look good smiling from the inside…
World-wide…
That inner respect and pride…
You let so many men just slide by…
When you know you are…too…
Hot -2-trot…
The center of man's plot…
And many women know this not…
Walking proud and talking loud…
Your surroundings you must beware…
Woman of beauty…Cloak and Dagger…
Hides in the air…
The sway of your hips…
The fullness of your lips…
That is your first tip…
So do not trip…
Let your mind be open and free…
Use your heart and eyes to see…
Beyond the fun…
Act as if your life has just begun…
Girl! You've got to know when to just RUN…
Beauty is not just skin deep…
PEEP…know and see who you are…
YOU…are the best by far…The star…
Be ready for that dare…
For you…someone will always care…
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Leelas
I was mindful the day I met you…
Mindful of the beauty which a woman…
Has inside and outside…
So you are a beautiful angel hearted Muslim woman…
I adore you from afar…I really have no…
Claims on you…
Except my heart understands it not…
Your voice whisper to me both…
Day and night…your touch gives me flight…
The heavens are sad…for an angel has gone missing…
And she is with me…
What a blessing for me…
Loving you is remarkable…
I never knew I could feel so strong…
Concerning another person…
But you Leelas touch me deep within…
Your very name thrills me…
To say it(Leelas) is a gift…
The words brings tears to my eyes…
Leelas, a name I whisper late at night and early…
Morn…such beauty…given to mankind…
A special treat from ALLAH to me…
I cry out loud in salat …
Because I needs you…
I shout because I want you…
I am over whelmed because I love you…Leelas…
Angel hearted Muslim woman…
My heart cries out your name…
As it pumps life into my soul…
You are a love sent down by the heavens…
A queen with the name of an angel…
Leelas …
A personal gift from ALLAH…
Explains why and how I can love you…
In such a special way…
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Soldier, Maiden, and Flower
"Sweetheart, take this," a soldier said,
"And bid me brave good-by;
It may befall we ne'er shall wed,
But love can never die.
Be steadfast in thy troth to me,
And then, whate'er my lot,
'My soul to God, my heart to thee,'--
Sweetheart, forget me not!"
The maiden took the tiny flower
And nursed it with her tears:
Lo! he who left her in that hour
Came not in after years.
Unto a hero's death he rode
'Mid shower of fire and shot;
But in the maiden's heart abode
The flower, forget-me-not.
And when he came not with the rest
From out the years of blood,
Closely unto her widowed breast
She pressed a faded bud;
Oh, there is love and there is pain,
And there is peace, God wot,--
And these dear three do live again
In sweet forget-me-not.
'T is to an unmarked grave to-day
That I should love to go,--
Whether he wore the blue or gray,
What need that we should know?
"He loved a woman," let us say,
And on that sacred spot,
To woman's love, that lives for aye,
We'll strew forget-me-not.
1887.
poem by Eugene Field
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Don’t Trust a WOMAN! ! !
Don’t trust a woman. They lie, manipulate, and deceive.
Don’t trust a woman. They say things to get you to believe,
That what they say is real and true, but listen to me as I tell you.
Don’t trust a woman. Lies are only what they can achieve.
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. They’ll crush, and stomp on it till it bleeds.
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. They’ll use you just to fulfill there needs.
They will turn to you for only a reason, but tear you apart in every years’ season…
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. Upon it is what a woman does feeds.
Don’t care for a woman. They never will care for you back.
Don’t care for a woman. Everything I’ve said is the plain fact.
She will show you the angel inside, but it’s the devil in her that she hides.
Don’t care for a woman. If you do, you won’t get your heart back.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. You will only lose in the end.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. Let them only be ur friend.
If you do, you will fall one day really hard, and your heart will be left chard.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. Just use them for what god did intend.
This might sound harsh, but it is reality…..
Word of advice to all men and boys…..
poem by J.J B. Torment
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Peter Spread
Hello, I am the one who doesn't get talked…
About…
I am "Johnnie Apple Seed"…
That rare breed…
"The Weed Wrecker" " The Kitty Kit rider and slider…
"The womb buster with luster…
"The driver of the deep, sea…
But never discussed as (top) topic…and maybe?
Women dream of me in (the) sleep…
That day dream…it's me…
That (damp) night…it's me…
But to speak my name…
Is pure fright…with such hidden delight…
Some call me (ding dong) …LOL…
Maybe KING KONG but that joke is getting old…
I am… as gentle as a (Lamb) …I am…
Easy to squeeze…that's not (hard) to please…
More like a lollypop…
Or a candy drop…
I have been mistaken as a dance pole…
To those cougar's… bless their souls …
And I just can't be…rubbed…the…wrong…way…
NO WAY…
But mostly never ever spoke of…
Unless in secret….
But…that's…ok…
Roll me, Hold me, Dip me…
You can even talk to me…and kiss me
I am not invisible….y'all know me…
I am just… finger licking good…
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The Woman At The Gate
"Where is your little boy to-day?"
I asked her at the gate.
"I used to see him at his play,
And often I would wait:
He was so beautiful, so bright,
I watched him with delight.
"He had a tiny motor-car
And it was painted red;
He wound it up; it ran so far,
So merrily it sped.
I think he told me that it was
A gift from Santa Claus."
The woman said: "It ran so far
He followed it with joy.
Then came a real motor-car,--
He sought to save his toy . . .
My little boy is far away
Where angel children play.
"His father perished in the War;
Now I am all alone,
And death is all I'm longing for . . ."
So said with face of stone
That woman. "Curse their crazy cars
And cruel wars!"
poem by Robert William Service
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What If
Every problem has a solution…
Struggles are in everyone's life…
Some more then twice…
But to know in your heart…
That you are part of something good…
Is understood…
There is a solution…
Even with all the pollution…
Life has it's up's and it's down's
(Smiles and Frowns)
(Laugh and Clowns)
(Survivors' and Downers… alike) …
"Keep shouting be like Mike"
The things you want… most…
(YOU) must fight for…LIFE…
Really ain't for keeps…
Oh! But it's a beautiful dare…
Even though…life is not fair…
Change your mind…
Change your life…
In that way you get to live twice….
Every problem has a solution
Even with all of the pollution
All is not lost…
Just don't say…
What if…
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Closer Every Day
Patrick simmons
I just looked in the mirror, was that me
Im older now than I used to be
The sky above me, lord, its turnin red
Theres a hard rain fallin round my head
Oh, lord, fallin round my head
Oh, lord, fallin round my head
Oh, lord, fallin round my head
Oh, lord, fallin round my head
The road Im standin on, it twists and turns
The soles of my feet, lord, theyre bout to burn
The reaper beckons, and he points the way
Oh, lord, Im gettin closer every day
Oh, lord, closer every day
Oh, lord, closer every day
Oh, lord, closer every day
Oh, lord, closer every day
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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There was a man and a woman
i
There was a man and a woman
Who sinned.
Then did the man heap the punishment
All upon the head of her,
And went away gaily.
ii
There was a man and a woman
Who sinned.
And the man stood with her.
As upon her head, so upon his,
Fell blow and blow,
And all people screaming, "Fool!"
He was a brave heart.
iii
He was a brave heart.
Would you speak with him, friend?
Well, he is dead,
And there went your opportunity.
Let it be your grief
That he is dead
And your opportunity gone;
For, in that, you were a coward.
poem by Stephen Crane
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A Child's Nightmare
Through long nursery nights he stood
By my bed unwearying,
Loomed gigantic, formless, queer,
Purring in my haunted ear
That same hideous nightmare thing,
Talking, as he lapped my blood,
In a voice cruel and flat,
Saying for ever, "Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat!..."
That one word was all he said,
That one word through all my sleep,
In monotonous mock despair.
Nonsense may be light as air,
But there's Nonsense that can keep
Horror bristling round the head,
When a voice cruel and flat
Says for ever, "Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat!..."
He had faded, he was gone
Years ago with Nursery Land,
When he leapt on me again
From the clank of a night train,
Overpowered me foot and head,
Lapped my blood, while on and on
The old voice cruel and flat
Says for ever, "Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat!..."
Morphia drowsed, again I lay
In a crater by High Wood:
He was there with straddling legs,
Staring eyes as big as eggs,
Purring as he lapped my blood,
His black bulk darkening the day,
With a voice cruel and flat,
"Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat!..." he said, "Cat! ... Cat!..."
When I'm shot through heart and head,
And there's no choice but to die,
The last word I'll hear, no doubt,
Won't be "Charge!" or "Bomb them out!"
Nor the stretcher-bearer's cry,
"Let that body be, he's dead!"
But a voice cruel and flat
Saying for ever, "Cat! ... Cat! ... Cat!"
poem by Robert Graves
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Frankie's Trade
Old Horn to All Atlantic said:
(A-hay O! To me O!)
"Now where did Frankie learn his trade?
For he ran me down with a three-reef mains'I."
(All round the Horn!)
Atlantic answered:--"Not from me!
You'd better ask the cold North Sea,
For he ran me down under all plain canvas."
(All round the Horn!)
The North Sea answered: -- "He's my man,
For he came to me when he began--
Frankie Drake in an open coaster.
(All round the Sands!)
"I caught him young and I used him sore,
So you never shall startle Frankie more,
Without capsizing Earth and her waters.
(All round the Sands!)
"I did not favour him at all.
I made him pull and I made him haul--
And stand his trick with the common sailors.
(All round the Sands!)
"I froze him stiff and I fogged him blind,
And kicked him home with his road to find
By what he could see in a three-day snowy-storm.
(All round the Sands!)
"I learned him his trade o' winter nights,
'Twixt Mardyk Fort and Dunkirk lights,
On a five-knot tide with the forts a-firing.
(All round the Sands!)
"Before his beard began to shoot,
I showed him the length of the Spaniard's foot--
And I reckon he clapped the boot on it later.
(All round the Sands!)
"If there's a risk which you can make,
That's worse than he was used to take
Nigh every week in the way of his business;
(All round the Sands!)
"If there's a trick that you can try,
Which he hasn't met in time gone by,
Not once or twice, but ten times over;
(All round the Sands!)
"If you can teach him aught that's new,
(A-hay O! To me O!)
I'll give you Bruges and Niewport too,
And the ten tall churches that stand between
Storm along, my gallant Captains!
(All round the Horn!)
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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An incomplete soul of a woman
Often you have called me
"Complete"
Often you have called me
"A full woman"
And today you ask me
What in life I lack?
Love…
If you had ever guessed
You would have known
How very "incomplete" I am.
Half my life I have spent
Waiting for you....
Searching for you...
In every passing strangers eyes.
Now when you finally are here
You stand a stranger
Closest to the heart,
Like the shadow of the dusk
Very much my own,
Yet distant, like a dream.
I know you are mine
Just as am i
solely yours,
Yet will always stand apart as
"we" are nobodies nobody.
The feeling is so pure,
Pristine like the dawn
And its dew.
Yet wrapped in ugly sheets of guilt
it will always lie buried
in deep caverns of shame.
And like thieves two,
We will always hide,
What is so beautiful,
So serene, so true.
I am not complete…
How can i?
When I am destined to live
This life with you
Yet without you.
I am not a full woman…
How can i?
When I am to wither away and die..
Somewhere very close to you
Yet far away from your sight.
Yes, I will always remain
"in-complete".
An incomplete soul of a woman.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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If You Were The Woman & I Was The Man
If you were the woman and I was the man
Would I send you yellow roses?
Would I dare to kiss your hand?
In the morning would I caress you
As the wind caresses the sand,
If you were the woman and I was the man?
If I was the heart and you were the head
Would you think me very foolish
If one day I decided to shed
These walls that surround me
Just to see where these feelings led,
If I was the heart and you were the head?
If I was the woman and you were the man
Would I laugh if you came to me
With your heart in your hand
And said, I offer you this freely
And will give you all that I can
Because you are the woman
And I am the man?
song performed by by John Prine
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Her Perennial Beauty
Created for me man…
Is an emancipated love…
And she speaks in contempt…
I am the fool…in the corner…
On the stool…
God… be God male or female…
For I know not…
Has created passion and physical…
In our(affair) /relationship with woman…
Which is a powerful challenge…
Within itself…
A lasting beauty inside and out…
A God like person…
A, woman carries life within…
Walks around as it grows and moves…
Would a…(Man God) , think of that…?
Just saying…mmmm..
If I bleed six or seven minutes…
I freak…need I say more…
Kick me in my private parts…
And, wow! The pain…I can’t have no baby…
My woman really is a beauty…
Where in the hell…
Have I been…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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