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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLIX

THE SAME CONTINUED
A ``woman with a past.'' What happier omen
Could heart desire for mistress or for friend?
Phoenix of friends, and most divine of women,
Skilled in all fence to venture or defend
And with love's science at your fingers' end,
No tears to vex, no ignorance to bore,
A fancy ripe, the zest which sorrows lend!--
I would to God we had not met before!
--I would to God! and yet to God I would
That we had never met. To see you thus
Is grief and wounds and poison to my blood.
Oh, this is sacrilege and foul abuse.
You were a thing for honour not vile use,
Not for the mad world's wicked sinks and stews.

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The mistress

Mistresses save men from bad marriages.
Mistresses break marriages that are smooth.
However, the word mistress still suggests
A sleazy liaison devoid of respect.

To have mistress stems from carnal desire.
A triumph or extravaganza can induce.
Desire to conquer a new territory
That lets them sow wild oats there, rules in men.

Mistress is branded as other woman
And is hated by all other women,
However worth she is or however
Beneficial her connection is.

However, the society gives lineage
To the mistress who is popular or
Whose custodian is all powerful,
And hails their relationship, dumping wives.

Affluent mistresses aren’t branded
As a man stealer or a home wrecker.
Rather, their power of being a temptress
Gathers more charm and wipe out wives’ presence.
03.06.2011

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KEY TO A WOMANS HEART...by talile ali

CASH
SECURITY
FRIENDS, FAMILY, LOVE

LUST ENTWINES ALL OF THESE
AND BUMPED UP WHEN IT NEEDS TO BE GREASED

LIFE
GREED
PAST, PRESENT DEEDS

SOMETHING IN THE BRAIN
DRIVING THEM ALL INSANE AS THEY KEEP
BUMPIN AND GRINDIN AGAIN
TO PERPETUATE THE NEEDS

I CAN'T STAND BEING USED, WOMEN
AND I CAN'T EXIST WITHOUT ANY OF THEM
A SLAVE FROM THE VERY START
NEED THE KEY'S TO A WOMAN'S HEART

ONCE,
TWICE,
THREE TIME WAS VERY NICE

DOESN'T MEAN A THING
IF THE CASH FLOW DOESN'T HAVE A ZING

ZIM
ZAM
FORGIVE ME, NO THANK YOU MA'AM

WHO KNOWS WHEN THIS ALL BEGAN
WAS IT ALWAYS A GAME, PLAY PRETEND
DID WE NEVER GIVE IT THOUGHT AGAIN
IT'S TEARING ME ALL APART MY FRIEND
THIS HERE ALL IS NOT A LARK
I NEED THE KEY'S TO A WOMAN'S HEART

THIS HERE ALL IS NOT A LARK
I NEED THE KEY'S TO A WOMAN'S HEART
THIS HERE ALL IS NOT A LARK
I NEED THE KEY'S TO A WOMAN'S HEART

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Woman And Her Worth.

Woman Divine,
As mother mine,
In my heart’s lotus shines,
The greatest part in creation’s twin.

Woman mistress,
As pole star impress,
Save the part of God’s creation,
Woman waves the tidal life’s motion.

Woman’s love,
Rises into ecstasy man’s harp,
Woman’s heart,
In temporal pilgrimage the rarest part.

poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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A Specail Friend

a friend is someone like you a kind a loving person,
gentle and full of fun,

a friend is someone with a heart of a gentle bear,
and cuddles that care,

a friend is someone who you can talk to,

who will never judge?

a true freind can be a man or woman,
friends are friends for life,
the friend can hold your,
heart,

in their hands,

and i have found that,
friend,

and that friend is you

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Phoenix Of My Heart

What goes on in your mind
When you said late at night
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
You know Ive got this feeling
You have this sense of freedom
There is a slow sensation in hesitating
In your arms, Im losing hold
Phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
She comes in like a river
And leaves like the wind
Shes always in a hurry
She moves like a hurricane
Once again
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Here she comes
Here she goes
Listen
Wild thing you make my heart sing
Wild thing you make my heart sing

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How Many Women Are Out There?

How many women are out there,
That are looking for a man?
That would fight for what he believes in,
And would do whatever he can.

How many women are out there,
That wish that they could find?
A man that looks at future.
Not the things that are left behind.

How many women are out there,
That seek a man who's true?
When the situation arises,
It's the right thing he will do.

How many women are out there,
Looking for a man with determined heart?
To change the things he needs to change,
To make a brand new start.

How many women are out there,
That are looking for a friend?
One that would always be there for you.
On him you could depend.

How many women are out there,
That are looking for a lover?
To hold you hand when you walk around,
And hold your heart under the covers.

How many women are out there,
Think this man does not exist?
A figment of your imagination.
Is it one you can't resist?

How many women are out there,
That this is your desire?
This is the man you're seeking.
The one who'll light your fire.

How many women are out there,
They think that this man could be?
I'll let you know he does exist.
That man is simply me.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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What Men Need To Know About Women

She will not be looking at you when the food arrives

She will not be looking at you in the midst of children

She will not be aware of you if there is a cat, or dog

She does not love you past three years but loves the idea of you.

She is not romantic past 25.

She does not care as much about how you look past 25. Other things come to matter more.

She talks to her friends more than you.

You like doing it, she likes foreplay.

Your choice is just for now, she is thinking, after 30, about forever

She is thinking she has allowed you to capture her.

Women choose you, not the other way around.

You are not as handsome as Ben Franklin past 45.

If she is not the star you are the villain

Learn to go blind after 45

Young women don't know how to make love, older women do

Younger men don't know how to make love, older men do.

There is no truth that can't be clouded by memory.

She remembers everything. You don't.

You fear losing your hair, women fear losing their beauty and their bodies.

The way to a woman's heart is through the restaurant menu and the beautiful house and affection.

Women talk, you don't

Women are smarter than you outside the office

Women are smarter than you in the home

Ok, you are smarter at work.

The secret of romance is her being attracted to you and you doing nothing to mess that up.

If you think sex is the key to making women fall in love with you, you'd be better off betting on chocolate-the odds are better.

Learn to like women, things work out better that way.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Women Of My Past

I remember the women of my past
How to them, I was just a plaything
Relationships that would never last
After they took all I had to bring

I admit it, I had some fun
Especially between the sheets
Nights ended and with the sun
I was alone between those sheets

There were women who wanted to play
With my body but mostly my mind
To them, all I was was an easy lay
Was this the only kind of woman I would ever find?

Flings, and a one night stand or two
Not that I wasn't looking for more
It seemed that was all they wanted to do
The next morning, I was shown the door

Looking for her, my.elusive love
I met women who became friends
But she, the woman I dreamt of
Was somewhere between this Earth's ends

To find her, I would solemnly vow
I'd never give up or stop trying
I had my share of heartache, and how
Some women liked me better crying

Long before this, the biggest mistake of my life
I was a horny teenager, with a pregnant girlfriend
Doing the right thing, I made her my wife
Ten years later, it shattered to an end

Damn! The years fly by so fast
Women, they come and they go
Adding to the women of my past
Barbara darling, you'll stay I know

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What Be A Friend Of Thee? What Be This Friend To Ye?

Perchance i might say old friend...
You are my one of all friend to friends of a friend of all friends.
Friends are a lot that are few in time...
A friend is a friend of mine be so ever good and sublime.

A friend will not ask you to go to jail for them...
A true friend will stay behind with you or not
soon depart from you when you've become mad at them.

A friend will stay and talk with you when time is of the area of being early or late...
A friend will accompany you on a double date when the woman
he has chosen for you just might be of the ugliest and hideousest of state.
What is a friend true or best? ...
A friend is a friend, no matter what be your best given test.

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Who Is Your Best Friend?

Everybody needs friends, we all have friends
Some friends are closer to us than our families
If we happen to fall, there are friends to pick us up
What will our life be without friends?
There are many categories of friendship
There are casual friends, bad friends and good friends
The question here is – who is your best friend?
Friends who can turn your tears into laughter
Is your wife your best friend?
I mean the friend you go to
When you need honest advice
Is your husband your best friend?
I mean the friend who knows you
More than you know yourself
Is your brother or sister your best friend?
I mean the friend who always assists you
To solve difficult personal problems
Is your father or mother your best friend?
I mean the friend you feel safe to keep secrets
Are your in-laws your best friend?
I mean the friend you can tell anything
Is your boss or co-worker your best friend?
I mean the friend who can cover you up at work
Is your son or daughter your best friend?
I mean the friend you use as sounding board
For all your confidential and private thoughts
Is your former classmate your best friend?
I mean the friend who cheers you up on bad days
Whoever may be your best friend, remember that
A friend in need is always a friend indeed

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His Dog Is A Man's Best Friend

There is an old time saying that his dog is a man's best friend
That too should apply to women for why should we pretend
That a woman does not love her dog as much as any man
Women have loved their canines since human and canine friendships first began.

In fact as a whole females to birds and animals than males are far less cruel
Their nature tends to love and nurturing the male nature tends to rule
To say that man's best friend is his dog to woman kind seems rude
How come from some old sayings the fairer sex we exclude?

To some i may sound politically incorrect here though i do not think that i do
For leadership in love and in nurturing to women we turn to
The woman loves her children and she loves the household pet
And that 'tis woman who gives birth to man is something we ought not forget.

His dog is a man best friend a saying from long ago
But between a woman and her canine the bond of love and trust more strongly grow
For women towards their pets more loving more gentle and more kind
And with every gentle woman a gentle dog you'll find.

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Is Desire a Phoenix? !

Is Desire a Phoenix like;
A being so strong,
Yet so fragile,
I wonder? !
Then, what makes it die,
And what brings it back
To life;
To survive
In a rather overwhelming way?
Hope they say,
And I should be able,
By now, to know
That hope is a great factor
That can make desire revive,
Hope… in sharing
Our emotionality,
Physicality,
Intellectuality,
Beside SPIRITUALITY,
Can undoubtedly bring
It back to smile,
Hope in being
Loved the way
We are, can also
Bring it back
From the land of the dead;
Hope to desire
Is like fire to a Phoenix.

To me, desire seems,
A sensitive being
Who could fast flee,
And rapidly dies
Once hurt,
Lied to,
Ignored,
Or even postponed.

We have in us
Both the animal drive,
And the Angelic side,
No shame about this;
We crave to eat,
To have physical intimacy,
But it must be combined,
To be really nurturing;
Truly nourishing,
At least for me,
With Spirituality,
And Intellectuality
To calm not just a spot,
But heart and head,
As well.

Or is desire a continuous test,
That God puts inside us,
To see if we
Can elevate it,
And be elevated by it,
Or makes of it only
An animal thing,
A push to revenge
That brings us down.

I feel I am in danger
Once a man reaches my mind,
Especially if he does not believe
In God’s Oneness,
Or Mohammad as the last
Messenger whose MORALS
Are for human goodness,
I fear it because:
It becomes like
A frisky, fierce
And risky lioness,
Though it becomes
As such
Under the influence
Of a tender touch,
It could never be
Wholly animal like;
It becomes crippled
Once it senses
Ignorance about,
Or sarcasm against
What is Devine.

Yet wonder I,
How can people,
Have desire when
One of these factors
Is lacking or missing,
How can men and women
Desire each other,
Without the amalgamation
Of Soul, Mind, body and heart,
How can they have intimacy
Without the glorious assent;
Not necessarily on paper,
Of what’s sacred,
How? ! I wish I could
Know and understand.

I think I am a normal being
A full and healthy woman
Yet such actions are beyond
My mental capability,
Am I not a passionate female,
A genuine poetess?
Then why does my desire
disappears and becomes elusive,
Like a phantom or a mirage,
When shy from God,
Why the need for His consent
Is always a must to have it
Fulfilled, why loving
Him honestly thwarts loving
a man whom I would
Rather melt in his arms? !

And wonder I
Again and again,
About my desire:
Is it a Phoenix,
What puts it to fire
What can inflame it,
And what puts it
Back to ashes.

28 October,2005

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I Have A Friend

I have a friend who cannot walk
I have a friend all he does is talk

I have a friend, Philippe is his name
I have a friend and we are just the same

I have a friend he’s seventeen years old
I have a friend who has a heart of gold

I have a friend who would catch me if I fall
It is only that he has no legs at all

I have a friend and when my friend was seven
A car ran over him and he almost went to heaven

I have a friend with a smile that I adore
I have a friend who lives in a house of four

I have a friend his family is his home
I have a friend who dreams of visiting Rome

I have a friend who is still finishing school
Yet some people tell him that for that he is a fool

I have a friend they say he is disabled
He has no legs and for that he is labeled

I have a friend who has a friend
They were made for each other; their love will never end

I have a friend who likes to name the stars
I have a friend and what he hates is cars

I have a friend who’s happier than you and me
I have a friend who’s shown me how happy I can be

I have a friend who’s had his bad times too
I have a friend who’s better than me and you

I have a friend so dear to me and kind
That another one like him I shall never find!

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My Friend

Written by orbison/dees.
If I my friend cant tell you.
When you my friend are wrong.
Not to do what you want to
Just because its wrong.
Well then my friend in passing.
Weve been friends too long.
And I my friend must tell you,
Leave that woman alone.
Your little girls might not understand,
And you know the baby would cry.
And what would you do if their mommy knew,
And she told you goodbye?
Let it end my friend say its over,
And thank the stars above.
That youve got a home to run to,
And a sweet sweet woman to love.
I must say my friend if you stay my friend.
Leave that woman alone.leave my woman alone.

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Women and love

Let me a seat in your mind my friend
To sit and share with you what've experienced
Is all about women and love
My friend, don't fall in love
But stand firm in love
Because those that fell in love yesterday
They're mentally injured today
In the street today,
-they're the able casualties of divorce
While those that stood, are the pillar of peace
My friend, love is dangerous
Also some women are poisonous
Many men have tasted them and died
Coz women aren't toast bread
Which you can just eat and be satisfied
My friend, don't give woman all your heart
Because little you gave to her, she'll toy with it
She'll cook your heart
Till you're dead
Before you're being buried,
She'll cleave to another man from the royals
Listen, women are not mere rivers
-That men can just take their baths
They're as deep as river Niger
My friend, if truely you've lost in her river
O you need money before you can cross over
My friend, women don't recognise love but money
All because bridges over their rivers are bricks covered with money
Don't be in haste to love
Since you must love
Finally, my friend let my words flood your veins
And be wise like tortoise

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Sonnet 20: A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,
Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created,
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.

poem by William Shakespeare
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Look at the heart not the body.

We need to look at the heart of a woman not the body of a woman. As men we look at the body and think about sex. it is not right. we shouldn't look at a women because she have a sexy body and want to hit it. women have feeling to. we shouldn't treat women as sexy toys. we should love a woman because her heart is good. let's treat women with respect and love her for the right reasons, not for our own satifaction. look at the heart of a woman and see how her heart is. let us men stop being hoes and start treating woman right. so remember look at the heart of a woman not the body of a woman.

by louis sheffield aka Panda BEAR.

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLIX

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