A Girl With Glasses
I want to look in your eyes
Don't put off the glasses
The pearls are present
Originally under a transparent sea
And ask the men
Why the thin nightgown
Is more arousing at a romantic night than a naked beauty?
The red nightgown you wear on your eyes
Glorifies their magic.
poem by Ahmed Abomahfouz
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Nightgown Of The Sullen Moon
Fell in the door
And you fell on the floor
With your hand on the knob
Looking up and abruptly
Forget what youre thinking
Fire alarms go off in your head
You live
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Drug trip, its not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted
Space walk, its like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss
And youre nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
Theres a feeling of boredom
Of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Your head is on the moon
Its not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Its not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I often think that a slightly exposed shoulder emerging from a long satin nightgown packs more sex than two naked bodies in bed.
quote by Bette Davis
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He Wore Dark Sun glasses
The sun it was not shining and dark gray were the skies
Yet he wore dark sun glasses for to conceal his eyes
From the gaze of other people what was he trying to hide
Since to the mirror of his soul daylight he had denied.
Or maybe his eyes are sensitive to light so dark glasses at all times he must wear
Since seeing one wearing dark glasses on a cloudy morning is quite rare
In sunny weather many wear dark glasses to save their eyes from the sun's glare
On bright and warm Summer days of the sun one must beware.
This morning in the wind and rain it did seem strange to me
A young man wearing dark sun glasses out walking I did see
On such an overcast day sunglasses did seem out of place
If you cannot see a person's eyes you cannot memorize their face.
He may have eyes sensitive to light and have to wear dark glasses every day
But when I said hello to him he had nothing to say
If you cannot see a person's eyes to you that person a stranger remain
And I would not recognize his face were I to see him again.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nocturnal nod!
Truthfulness!
She wears her transparent nightgown
without an underpant
under the starry night
and I see the World's end?
On the way back
along the same road
Falsehood sleeps on the roadside
groaning!
and I feel sorry for her.
The drunkard old politician
scratching his ringworm
sings under a lamp-post
'We need both of them'
and a retired Lawyer
of his faded uniform
claps to the tune!
nimal dumnuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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What Magic
what magic lies in his eyes
the spendor of love conceived in one night
suddenly hopefull of what tommorow brings
i wonder why such beauty has yet to recgonized
to see in his eyes love for someone so shy
to see in his eyes the glow that i sit and wonder
how such a person landed here
in my arms in my life
i have to ask
what magic lies in his eyes
to make me forget all the wrong
all the evil that has been done to me
to just to be happy with such beauty
such strength in these hands he hold me with
what magic corses through his body into mines
what magic is this that makes me and him one within
poem by Sunitria Couser
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Helen Wiped Her Glasses
Helen wiped
her thick lens glasses
with the hem
of her school dress
and you watched
her finger and thumb
move around the glass
in circular motion
Can you see much
without your glasses?
you asked
she looked up at you
and said
Not much
you for instance
are like a small tree
without leaves
with thin branches
hanging down
you smiled and saw
as she lifted the hem
a glimpse of thigh
white as one kept
out of sun and light
But what do I look like
with your glasses on?
you asked
looking at her face
and eyes that squinted
quite naked
without the specs
A boy who's cheeky
but often shy
especially around girls
and their blue eyes
and dark curls
and she giggled
and dropped
the hem of
her dress
and put her glasses on
and her eyes enlarged
and gazed at you
taking in
your unkempt hair
and school boy grin
and at that moment
as she stood stifling
her giggle with one
small hand
you sensed a love
you neither had before
nor could
in the light of day
and innocence of youth
quite understand.
poem by Terry Collett
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Sleep Of The Just
The soldier asked my name and did I come here very often
Well I thought that he was asking me to dance
In my holy coat and hat and him in his red bonnet
Wed have made a lovely couple but we never had the chance
[chorus]
And now you say that youve got to go
Well if you must you must
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just
Well it was a powerful day and there were black crows in the road
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest
I suppose I should have told them that I was on fire for you
When the bus burst into flames outside some place, the poets rest
[chorus]
A girl woke up in a naked light and said oh no not again
He even looked like her brother in the army but she never mentions him
Hell be tucked up in his bed tonight with his dirty-pictures girl
Saying, youre some mothers daughter you know or is it
Immaterial girl?
Now shes pinned up upon the barracks wall in her home town
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions
And as they speculate what shed look like beneath that thin nightgown
His family pride was rising up as he cast his eyes down
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Your Naked Eyes
Naked and Vulnerable,
I lie before you
For you to behold me
With your naked eyes…
Beautiful and Ugly
I lie before you
For you to assess me
With your naked eyes…
Drenched in Love
I lie before you
For you to reciprocate
With your naked eyes…
Doused in Passion
I lie before you
For you to arouse me
With your naked eyes…
The Goddess in Me
Lying before you,
Asking
The God in you
To propitiate her
With his heavenly body
And naked eyes…
As you devour me
And savour me
In the heat and the sweat
Of our spiritual ‘coming’
I transfix my gaze
On your naked eyes…
When you smile back
In opulent ecstasy
I feel so blissful
And so peaceful
In this shameless abandonment
To your naked eyes…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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My Wonderful Beautiful Lady Has Golden Eyes
Your angel eyes cursed me from the first time I met you
Your eyes have magic made me follow you simply
Your eyes colors stolen the color of the honey
Because the color of your eyes its gold
Your eyes shining in the night same the stars in the sky
I had never seen like you in whole the world
On all these specifications in you is not finished yet because you are unlimited in the beauty
Your long blond hair is very awesome
When the air plays with your blond hair & its fly when you are walking
Oh my god
I'm dying on this section of your beauty
Your awesome beauty chasing me everywhere I go
I can't remove you from my head simply
I see your picture always in front of my eyes
You burned fire inside my heart
I woke up on a dream I can't tolerance it simply
I can't tolerance your love simply
You are very hard love on me
But at the end I must accept it because this is my fate
May be I can't do everything for you that you want
But I have a white romantic heart it's for you only
So please except this heart that it's in your hands
I don't have money but I have this heart
I can give you only the real love in whole your life
But I can't build castles in the air & all suddenly fail down on the ground
This is me my lovely lady
The answer is up to you
I'm waiting for your answer
I became a romantic poet because of you
I became a famous poet & everybody know my love for you how its looks like
I loved you from the first time I met you
You are always in my head & I had never forget you for a while
I will still love you forever in whole my life
To my last day of my life
To my death day
You are my first love & my last love in whole my life forever, forever
Sincerely
Your Lover Forever In Whole Your Life
The Romantic Man
Ali Sabry
The Bloke Who Is Wearing Dark Glasses
The bloke who is wearing dark glasses his eyes from me hidden away
Yet the sun is not even shining it is quite an overcast day
In my direction he keeps staring and that sort of does bother me
Which to say the least feels quite perturbing since his hidden eyes I cannot see
To me he is a complete stranger one that I have not seen before
In my direction he keeps staring as he stands by the Super-store door
If I could see his eyes I'd feel happier I look on a face without eyes
On an overcast day his dark glasses the windows to his soul disguise
I feel uncomfortable in the presence of people wearing dark glasses why this should be I do wonder why
But their right for to wear the dark eyes shades one of them could never deny
But our eyes can tell us more about us than words of us ever can say
They can make you look kind and compassionate or cold hearted in a cold way
An unsmiling face wearing dark glasses from across the street stare at me
I do feel as one in discomfort when a face with hidden eyes I do see.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Eyes Before Glasses
eyes before glasses
like thought before word
or heart before hate
eyes before glasses
like trust before truth
or honesty before clarity
eyes before glasses
like hunger before ambition
or love before undercover
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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O Fish
The city is asleep.
Midnight. The enormous sky is full of stars.
Only a bright fish is coming out of the mirror.
My eyes see only him.
With silence unbroken my eyes say:
O fish, are you Harun ar-Rashid, in your nightgown
Are you wandering- from the palace to the thatched cottage,
Watching how the wheel of stars is whirling round and round?
O fish, where are you going?
The city is asleep.
Only a born-blind singer along with thieves, harlots, and police is awake,
And a strange silent fish. O moving fish.
My eyes see only him.
With silence unbroken my eyes say:
O fish, are you the very eyes of mine?
Midnight. The wheel of nature is whirling round and round on the waterfall.
O fish, where are you going?
Translation by S M Maniruzzaman
poem by Abdul Mannan Syed
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Thousand Eyes
Chorus
The night has a thousand eyes
And theyre all on you
The night has a thousand ears
Listening to your cries
Let it work its magic
Let it work its magic
The night has a thousand eyes
Verse 1
You, you had to slip away
After all that spark
You, said all that you could say
And slipped into the dark
I could not let you go
Alone into the night
I had to let you know
The magic there, in the night air
Chorus
The night has a thousand eyes
And theyre all on you
The night has a thousand ears
Listening to your cries
Let it work its magic
Let it work its magic
The night has a thousand eyes
Verse 2
You, somewhere out in the dark
Runs a wounded heart
You, stumbling in the night
In the air of after light
You take along the fears
Did you waste these years,
And did they warn you
Of the night zone all alone
Sometimes it takes a fight
To keep everything on track,
And sometimes it takes a starry night
To bring the magic back
This was the time
And this was the place
With starlight on your face
And the moon on the rise,
The night has a thousand eyes
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Her protector
The moon was shining over a town
It was pure quiet
Until the moon heard a giggle in the park
A woman with chestnut hair was walking around the grass
The wind was blowing around her nightgown
As if it was guiding her to dance
She twirled around in the night giggling
Like a little girl again
She was the moon's daughter
Every night the moon would watch over her
The moon is her protector
poem by Krystal Galvis
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Small Things Bother Me
He wore dark glasses I could not see his eyes
And the mirror to his soul he did disguise
He hid from the World his personality
Without the eyes a face you only see.
Perhaps his eyes from the bright sun he shade
The main reason why dark glasses are made
And though he lives nearby him I shall never get to know
As he wears dark glasses rain or sun shine or snow.
Any acknowledgement of me he never seems to show
And we pass each other by without saying hello
Through his dark glasses into my soul he peer
And he's still a stranger though to me he lives near.
Perhaps I'm small in ways and small things get to me
But it bothers me when others eyes I cannot see
Whether their eyes be blue, brown, green or grey who can say
As the mirror to their soul behind dark glasses hidden away.
I see him often though not every day
And his eyes behind dark glasses always hidden away
The mirror of his soul is well hidden from me,
Perhaps I'm small and small things bother me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Explorations: XIV
The mask,
Yes it's thin
And transparent
You can see
The facial contours
And the profile too...
The magic mask
Masks my pretensions
My stifled breath
My muffled tears
My dark(er) side too...
You know,
I needn't wear it everyday
It's come as part of
The birth-package!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Love Talk After the Kids Are Asleep
He said when I see you at night my toga expands
She said when I see you from behind I think of cantaulope pistons
He said when I see you in your nightgown I think of milkshakes
She said I always notice when you scratch and hold.
He said I like when you dress up like a pirate and think of Johnny Deep
She said I like to see you get in the car in tight jeans.
He said I like it when I see you get in the car in a tight dress
She said I dream of coming to the office in nothing but a trench coat.
He said, I like to point at you without using my hands.
She said, I like it when you play horse
He said I like it when you play cowgirl
She said I like it when you feed me snickers bars
He said I iike it when you gave me a beer bath.
Ditto she said on the milk bath.
He said I like to pull your hair gently and think of shampoo
She said, when I come down the stairs all dressed up I want to see you faint.
He said I like you to to rub your hands over my chest, look up and have your eyes roll back in your head.
She said I like when you sneak a peek at me in the shower.
He said I like when you sneak a peek at me in the shower.
They pulled the moon down for the night to use as a night light.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Magic Is In You
Magic is in your skin I want to be in
Magic is in your eyes for you the perfect size
Magic is in everything you wear down you your underwear’s
Magic is in your touch I want you so much
Magic is in your voice that makes me loose all choice
Magic is in your look for you have me open like a book
Magic is in your lips right down to you hips
Magic is in your kiss that I do miss
Magic is in the air when you are there
Magic is in your hair for you do care
Magic is in your being for you are worth seeing
Magic is in your nose right down to your toes
Magic is in your quirkiness for you are happiness
Magic is in your walk and the way you talk
Magic is in your style and that beautiful profile
Magic is in your laughter for I’ll stay ever after
Magic is in your cheek for you make me weak
Magic is in your arms that hold me tight makes me feel all right
Magic is in your face so sweet you’re good enough to eat
Magic is in your smile for you I’d walk more than a mile
Magic is in your arms to hold that chases away the cold
Magic is in your kindness for you have taken away my sadness
Magic is in your romance for you have given me a second chance
Magic is in your bosom felt I melt
Magic is in everything you say that makes my day
Magic is in everything and everywhere because you are there
Magic is in everything for the joy you bring
Magic is in everything come what may for in your life I’ll stay
Magic is in everything for sure for you are the one I adore
Magic is in everything you do for I love you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Dolce and Gabbana Dresses
Summer night in the city
Drunk with excitement
Watching time fly
Like money at casinos,
I see naked elegant arms
Carrying black shiny purses
Bright silver sequins
Shimmer on Dolce and Gabbana dresses
And I’m in love with her glasses
Gazing at the world with fragile eyes.
Following necklaces
Along downtown boulevards,
Happiness at cafes and college bookstores,
We should kiss at Ashley’s Bar and dream
Some romantic fantasy that forever protects the heart.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Experience Pearls
Give me all your tears
Let me turn them into pearls
Let me turn all the tears
That youve cried into pearls
Hand them to me - Im gonna keep,
Keep them for you.
I want to hold you,
I want to kiss you.
I want to mend what is broken.
Love me the way that you loved her - please
Cause now Im giving it all -
And so Ive made up my mind - Im gonna be
Yours this time - Im gonna give what Ive got,
And get your love in return.
And so Ive made up my mind - Im gonna be
Yours this time - Im gonna teach you to trust
And learn how to burn -
Experience pearls
Pearls of experience
When sand strikes up in your eyes
I will cover your face.
Ill plant your desert with roses,
And Im gonna keep, keep them for you.
And so Ive made up my mind...
Ill wear your pearls more precious than silver
Ill wear your pearls so close to my skin.
Id tear myself apart just to get you -
And so Ive made up my mind...
And so Ive made up my mind...
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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