Pleasure(Acrostic Version)
Pulsating movement of verse on a creative incline.
Leisure time affective inward and outward states.
Enjoyment with potential for a higher arched experience.
All-American dreams realized to the utmost.
Sensual vibe and sweetness that comes from a look.
Upward angles of stimulation to a specific nerve or muscle.
Reminiscing old lovers and those unearthed romantic days.
Effort and goal that gleams positive rewards.
poem by William Blackman
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Dreams Dreams Dreams
I dream of you, dreaming of me
In thy imagination, lovely and free
Astray on a unimaginable path
Where me and you are all we hath
Dreaming of dreams that should be
The mind of you to bind with me
In my dreams its thou I see
I see thou with my harmony
Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
Gleams, Gleams, Gleams
Gleams of you and gleams of me
In dreams of you in dreams of me
The gleams that hope
The gleams that elope
You to me and me to you
In dreams, dreams come true!
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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A Resilient Child
Positive outlook initiative and effort
Progress and Friendship encouraging more effort
Expanding my interests building my skills
Effectiveness in work no longer just frills
Humor and focus with higher esteem
Critical thinking my teachers will gleam
Problem solving thinking abstractly
Handicaps dissolving progressing exactly
Now in control My feelings to share
No ones to wonder...MY POTENTIAL BEWARE!
poem by Robert John Meehan
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Experience
(b. gibb/r. gibb/m. gibb/a. gibb)
See me loving you
A fool without a lover
How can that possibly be
Maybe you can show me why
I shiver when youre closer
I remember your touch without it
Let me drown in your ecstasy
Its got to be do or die
Dont tell me love is just one night
I know its not true
There should be someone there to catch you
When the rain falls
And you can turn away my heaven
And maybe I was wrong
I depended on the inner voice of
Experience, or just imagination
Whatever you believe in, you can lose
And one way or the other, we can find
Another world we can run away to
Im living for the
Experience, is only what you make it
You live forever but you never know
That somebody loves you
And when the sky is open
Fly away lovers can share
Ill be there
And you can make the earth move
You can take me with no struggle
Lead me through your mystical dreams
Show me what you are
And we can make the wind blow
Youre the power and Im in it
You can be the fire I start
I want your heart
And let there be a story when the stories are told
I need to hear you say you love me when the night falls
We may never go to heaven but one thing that is sure
You can not ignore
Ill make it more than
Experience is not imagination
You get what you believe in if you choose
Somebody loves you
I couldnt get no higher
Fly away lovers can share
And well be there
Experience is not imagination
You get what you believe in if you choose
And one way or the other
We can find another world we can run away to
And I love you
Experience is only what you make it
You come together when you let yourself go
And somebody loves you
I couldnt get no higher
Fly away lovers can share
And well be there
(repeat last verse and fade)
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Time lost is time when we have not lived a full human life, time unenriched by experience, creative endeavor, enjoyment, and suffering.
quote by Dietrich Bonhoeffer
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The Enemy Within
Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin
Pounding in your temples
And a surge of adrenaline
Every muscle tense to fence the enemy within
I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes
Experience to extremes...
Suspicious-looking stranger
Flashes you a dangerous grin
Shadows across your window...
Was it only trees in the wind?
Every breath a static charge,
A tongue that tastes like tin
Steely-eyed outside to hide the enemy within
To you, is it movement or is it action?
Is it contact or just reaction?
And you...revolution or just resistance?
Is it living, or just existence?
Yeah, you! it takes a little more persistence
To get up and go the distance
Chorus
song performed by by Rush
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A Dream Of Romantic Love!
Romantic love inspires potential interest to live in the world;
Enjoyment of love churns out joy and pleasure in long life
And the dream of romantic love never ceases desire to demise
Despite the burden to work hard to stabilise life in the world!
Spell of romance makes one forget the sense of anything -
Sense of taste, sight, smell, hearing and touch common for all!
Nothing is known happening around except the object of love
And even day and night are forgotten during such pursuits deep!
All seem surmountable as in the adventures of Don Quixote;
What a dream world of romantic love romance immerses in!
Summer or Winter, or Autumn or Spring everything is one
To the eyes, mind and spirit when the heart is full of love ever!
A dream of romantic love makes everything easy as in paradise
Or in heaven where only enjoyment of variety is thought forever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Enemy Within
Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin
Pounding in your temples
And a surge of adrenaline
Every muscle tense to fence the enemy within
[Chorus:]
I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes
Experience to extremes...
Suspicious looking stranger
Flashes you a dangerous grin
Shadows across your window...
Was it only trees in the wind?
Every breath a static charge,
A tongue that tastes like tin
Steely-eyed outside to hide the enemy within
To you, is it movement or is it action?
Is it contact or just reaction?
And you...revolution or just resistance?
Is it living, or just existence?
Yeah, you! It takes a little more persistence
To get up and go the distance
[Chorus]
song performed by by Rush
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The Homeland Attired In The Chasuble Of Nerves…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon.
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason…
It resists the power of the assault,
And the invader, too, seems exhausted.
Power is power, and force is force…
It ploughs even the mountain slopes.
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is weapon, armed forces and power.
The troops of those muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Muscles protect veins –
The current of life and being,
The willpower’s invisible shield.
The muscle of the heart
Is always on duty,
The pendulum of breath
Never tires out,
And the sound nerve
Encourages and inspires
All the virtues and merits
Of the universe…
A muscle is a muscle, nothing else.
The muscular world storms and rages,
And the sensitive wave of blood
Drills even the leaders and sages.
O muscle, keep awake, keep vigil!
Do not put out the fire of reason!
The homeland attired
In the chasuble of nerves
Quivers, rages and frets…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon,
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason.
The troops of muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Force is force…
It ploughs even the slopes,
And power is power…
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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America Is Not... Is
America is something far greater
beyond the borders of the united states
America is not made of rock land or sea
America is not the country
we were fooled into
mistaking it to be
America is not a monger of war
not a preacher of nationalism
America does not exploit
the weaknesses of humanity
America has never been
represented accurately
or depicted properly
by those career manipulators
America is not a place
where one man can reject
the presence of another
America is raw unearthed potential
freedom truth beauty equality!
America resides in the heart and mind
America is home of the human spirit
America is a dream of potential earth utopia
America is something we all cherish and long for
America, its time we redefine ourselves
rethink our concept of who we are.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Poetry Is Movement Without Effort
Poetry is movement without effort
Poetry should take you to places far beyond what your eyes can see
Take you to places where you can be free
Poetry is movement without effort
All you have to do is think and feel
and it will move you
and make your experiences real
poetry can cause pictures to form in your mind
speak a thousand verbs, a thousand nouns, or a thousand rhymes
all written for you to experience on a personal level
poetry is a journey
to self discovery
out of a thousand doorways to roads never walked travelled or taken
poetry can cause your eyes and your heart to awaken
remind you of a friend’s love remind you that your never forsaken
because while you live you can experience life to the full
poetry is movement it is a tool
for cataloguing things seen and unseen
for poetry can be the very fabric from which we dream!
poem by Daniel Hooks
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Vibin'
[Talk:]
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
[Verse:]
Coolin' in the studio you know how the story goes
Bobbin' our heads to the tune we're about to do
It's a laid back swing thang
The groove we feel is strong
song performed by by Boyz II Men from II
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I Love Sensual Women
I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are dry. A passionate woman is always in some way or another mannish.
The sensual woman is always feminine.
Her contours are rounded and abundant.
The sensual woman rarely reaches a blind passion. She savours sexual enjoyment.
The sensual woman is always a woman and even in an unaroused state her sexual organs are moist. She has to wear a bandage on her sexual organs, so as not to soak them with moisture.
When she takes the bandage off in the evening, the bandage is so wet that it can be squeezed out.
Thanks to such an abundance of juices, the sexual organs of a sensual woman give off a slight, pleasant smell which increases strongly when the sensual woman is aroused. Then the juice from her sexual organs is secreted in a syrupy stream.
A sensual woman likes you to examine her sexual organs.
poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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Experience
See me loving you
A fool without a lover
How can that possibly be
Maybe you can show me why
I shiver when youre closer
I remember your touch without it
Let me drown in your ecstasy
Its got to be do or die
Dont tell me love is just one night
I know its not true
There should be someone there to catch you
When the rain falls
And you can turn away my heaven
And maybe I was wrong
I depended on the inner voice of
Experience , or just imagination
Whatever you believe in , you can lose
And one way or the other , we can find
Another world we can run away to
Im living for the
Experience , is only what you make it
You live forever but you never know
That somebody loves you
And when the sky is open
Fly away lovers can share
Ill be there
And you can make the earth move
You can take me with no struggle
Lead me through your mystical dreams
Show me what you are
And we can make the wind blow
Youre the power and Im in it
You can be the fire I start
I want your heart
And let there be a story when the stories are told
I need to hear you say you love me when the night falls
We may never go to heaven but one thing that is sure
You can not ignore
Ill make it more than
Experience is not imagination
You get what you believe in if you choose
And one way or the other
We can find another world we can run away to
And I love you
Experience is only what you make it
You come together when you let yourself go
And somebody loves me
I couldnt get no higher
Fly away lovers can share
And well be there
(repeat last verse and fade)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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In the stormy days of our youth, we imagine that solitude is a sure refuge from the assaults of life, a certain balm for the wounds of battle. This is a serious mistake, and experience teaches us that, if we
cannot live in peace with our fellow-men, neither romantic raptures nor aesthetic enjoyment will ever fill the abyss gaping at the bottom of our hearts.
quote by George Sand
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Feel My Love
Feeling of the love
Makes me to fly
Higher in the sky
Heart with pleasure
Without any leisure
Thinks you all-time
Passing days and night
Dreams may come true
To join with you
Whole life with joy
Ever and ever love of you
poem by Ayesha Farook
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Confined
Why must you still visit me in my dreams
I know its not her doing but there she gleams
Raised up, I miss her so much
Alone, craving her warm touch
Fate though would not have it
Leaving me alone fate permit
Accepting I am but still troubled
My love has somehow doubled
In your absence I've now realized
Just how I should have idealized
My outward expression of love
Secret esteem it was thereof
In sight and in mind
Your love confined
poem by Izik Alcox
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Maradona, Maradona, Maradona…
This poem is dedicated to worldwide football fans.
Your left foot had the power
Of a great painter’s brush,
You made the football
To talk to your
Body’s changing moves.
Defenders all over the world
Tried to scare you, tackle you, fowl you,
Could they snatch your external body part,
A football?
You moved like a white lighting
In the dark cloud of opponent's defense;
Other strikers saw opponent's goal post,
You aimed to shoot there,
There was one word that fed you
In your entire football career –
Goal, goal, goal.
Not only Argentine fans
But football lovers worldwide
Were crazy because of you,
You were crazy for them, too.
You risked and sacrificed your body
For the enjoyment of millions of fans
Who saw unarguably best skills of
Dribbling and body movement
In entire football arena.
Some say, you are the football God,
Some say, you are the prince of football,
I say, you are a tiger
In white and Indigo stripes...
poem by Biswajit Ganguly
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Rest Is Leisure
Rest and leisure accompanies the days
As well as the nights in some maze.
Why do sleepers find it always
To keep on repeating their rest in days?
Due is the unconsciousness on a sleeping bed,
Mighty dreams occur for the time ahead.
Then wake up to the musical morning,
Make this verse I have written your only warning.
Pity is the only way you speak of others,
When suddenly you are in sleep, the blanket smothers.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Execute The Sounds
I'm on a mad style
Underground, we come cool and deadly
With that natural sound
It make you feel so free, you no turn it down
Vibe 6-19 from the Southtown
And Jah know, what I and I wanna do
Because Jah know, I am man stay true
You know Jah know, the real who is who
Ain't no time to fake it, make ya feel brand new
It goes 1,2,3. The crew is called P.O.D.
And if you wanna go to the tip top
Break it down, with that one drop - Whyoo
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Now why mess me, try to take his crown.
Babylon test me, we gonna smash em down
Original O.G. this is my playground
Don't take me seriously, you gonna feel it now
I man, you know the harder they come
Because I man, I'm gonna get the job done
You know I man, no they don't want none
Me never have to cheat cause me already won.
19'04, home to the real hardcore.
And you don't wanna sleep, don't talk
I'll break you down with that one drop - Whyoo
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
song performed by by P.O.D.
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