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Boys Will Be Boys

face cap
on a t shirt
saving his jacket
for winter days

he holds a dollar
in his pursuit
of young girls

never think
of marriage
marriage is a bondage
bondage for men

lets play now
tomorrow we shall grow
to always remember
our boyish days

poem by Anthony Nwosu
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Oh Bondage Up Yours

Some people think little girls
Should be seen and not heard
But I think, Oh Bondage, Up Yours!
One, Two, Three, Four
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Chain-store chain-smoke
I consume you all
Chain-gang chain-mail
I don't think at all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Thrash me crash me
Beat me till I fall
I wanna be a victim
For you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more

song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Freedom In Your Marriage?

Is there freedom in your marriage?
Or is there bondage bringing woe
Is there freedom in your marriage?
This is what I'd like to know.

For marriage is two people
Each sharing the others love
Not telling each other how to live
Nor giving each other the shove.

For each is an individual
With free-will to be such;
Giving and receiving in their talents -
However much.

Having freedom to enjoy at times
What each may like to do;
Pleasing each other by attitude
Being happy for each too.

Standing by each other
When outsiders shoot the tongue
No matter what the cost might be
For freedom you're among.

So, is there freedom in your marriage?
I pray there is today,
For only in love's freedom -
Marriage will be for aye!

poem by Richard Merrell
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On Marriage

Pessimistic views: :
Marriage is a gamble!
Marriage is a punishment;
Marriage is an evil that
Most can’t but accept.

Optimistic views:
Marriage is a gift of God;
Marriage is a blessing;
Marriage is an enjoyment,
We make the best of it.

Truths:
Marriage is so wonderful;
Marriage is so fulfilling;
Marriage is so wholesome;
Marriage is an endless love,
More priceless than all wealth!

Marriage is a way of life;
Marriage is so natural;
Marriage is the better way,
For two, to reach Heaven.

poem by John Celes
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Yours Forever

Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
This precious time we've only borrowed,
The autumn winds have blown on through,
A quiet thought will tell our story,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Here some wings,
There yours forever,
And heres some dreams,
That will come true,
Take these tears, to wash away your sorrows,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Live Together Or Marrieage

Which one is more beneficial
Marriage or live together?
O my dear, do not bother or worry
I am habituated in both,
Take time and think properly
Tell me later, my mobile number is free

Consult with any body even with your mother
In these matters she is expert
As several times she left your father.
Marriage means bondage
One meal one curry
You can not be a butterfly
From one flower to another flutter by

Live together means saving of time
And at the park spare the rod of police

But never ask grand mother
They will not understand this
A big generation gap
And it has not been in the religious scripts

poem by Abdul Wahab
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At the Altar

Now to take away your life –
Devour your soul afresh upon
The birth of every dawning day
– The spawn of sun and earth –
As of the way Prometheus lost hepatic flesh –
He stole fire! You stole gropes
And f*cks of me; so suffer thee!

Oh yes, perspire! Drizzle down the beads
Upon that crimson, blotchy skin –
I see the once cocksure pose, my man,
Is wearing terribly thin.

Indeed, an absence of repose
Discloses thumping in your chest –
Irregularly rhythmic – like the humping
(When you thought I was a body to molest) .

No more! my little man, for I shall wrest
The living essence from your
Paling, quivering form! –

You’ve had your gentle calm
Before the rumblings of the storm!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Wife to Be (Petrarchan Sonnet)

I stroll along a fragrant country lane
With honeysuckle perfume on the air -
And feathered crooner's warble to revere -
Then cross a golden sea of flowing grain
In empathy - it seems to sense my pain
Of knowing all was done with my affair -
Her empty meaning now the solitaire
She cast away - betrothment all in vain.
But oceans team with many fish to catch
So I must up and hoist another sail
And seek the one that really waits for me,
For soon auspicious breezes will prevail
In guiding forth to find a truer match:
The one to take my hand as wife to be.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Freedom, then, lies only in our innate human capacity to choose between different sorts of bondage, bondage to desire or self esteem, or bondage to the light that lightens all our lives.

quote by Sri Madhava
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A marriage of two

A marriage of two
is for love that is true

A marriage of two
is always something new

A marriage of two
happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two
is worth it when its due

A marriage of two
is a marriage of trust
Many can find themselves lost
It can be an expensive cost

They are only very few
who have a clue
of when love accrues

A marriage of two
is about love making
It is not about
money raking

A marriage of two
can be bad
A marriage of two
can be sad
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two
is for love that is true

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My married friend's woes

This contempt of familiarity
The thing about marriage
Ebbing love, hiatus of 'us'
This domestic barrage

Oh! Courtship, the rush of adrenal
The urgency, the living on edge,
The wanton ways, I prefer,
To this life of predictable drudge.

This daily fret for beer and bread,
Waking up to each other's breath.
The dinner jacket is for others,
And the boxers bore me to death.

Since you asked for the troth,
No point stretching this squabble.
Over fetching groceries, paying bills
Lets, for peace, again, play scrabble.

Lets entertain couples, as trite,
Stamp of boredom, their marriage
''Please pick my mom up tonight'
I meant her when I said baggage.

And honey, why do I see a yawn
escape you, I cant stand the sight.
This injured look on your face
You know, sex is for Saturday night.

poem by Shuchika Sahay
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A marriage of two is for love that is true...

A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues

A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true

poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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A Marriage Of Two Is For Love That Is True

A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue

A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues

A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true

poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Good Old Days (feat. Cedella Marley)

irie days come on play
let the angels fly let the devils die
got to do what you can with the time at hand
Ali boom mah yeah Ali boom mah yeah
don't worry your mind its just the test of time
in five years these be the good old days
no one knows what the future holds for everything has a season
its not a time for war its a time for peace
tomorrow knows tomorrow woes
I remember when grandpa use to say grandson these be the good old days
these be the good old days
now comes the moon with its starry lights
and so begins the night life
the tribal dance puts me in a trance
as she pulls me in with her magic swing
I asked of her what do we celebrate
she said to me these be the good old days
these be the good old days
leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh
there is no future there is only now
let's cherish these moments that we now know
these be the good old days

song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Good Old Days

Irie days come on play
let the angels fly let the devils die
got to do what you can with the time at hand
Ali boom mah yeah Ali boom mah yeah
don't worry your mind its just the test of time
in five years these be the good old days
no one knows what the future holds for everything has a season
its not a time for war its a time for peace
tomorrow knows tomorrow woes
I remember when grandpa use to say grandson these be the good old days
these be the good old days
now comes the moon with its starry lights
and so begins the night life
the tribal dance puts me in a trance
as she pulls me in with her magic swing
I asked of her what do we celebrate
she said to me these be the good old days
these be the good old days
leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh
there is no future there is only now
let's cherish these moments that we now know
these be the good old days

song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Oh what a gift

Marriage
A union initiated
By father
Of heavens above
Designed
To perpetuate human race
Marriage
Oh what a gift

Prosper
For sure it will
If only
Its parties, it respect
With each one
A role to play
In endeavoring
To make it grow
Marriage
Oh what a gift

"To cherish
To honor and love
In sickness
And health as well
Till death do us part."
So they say.
Like a chameleon
Abandon it they do
Like a mother
Who her child forsakes
Marriage
Oh what a gift

Its initiator
Hurts at heart
When he sees
Millions abused
For to him
A life engagement it is
Marriage
A gift so rare

poem by Michael Wamalwa
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What is marriage, is marriage protection or religion, is marriage renunciation or abundance, is marriage a stepping-stone or an end. What is marriage.

quote by Gertrude Stein
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What those marriage worth, I am already yours

What those marriage worth, I am already yours
We have marriage by heart not by rituals.
Our marriage is pious then those done by priests
And those other who are eyeing are big fool

Those who tell that I have no right on you
Don’t know that we are lovers by heart
Our children have already started to play
Not those physical children but our love has passed third anniversary.

Is physical marriage bigger then natural?
Even god believes in original heart marriage
Who dare to discard my say can anyone tells me?
If not then why dismay in her physical marriage

I am already husband of yours and you my wife
That crimson in your head, necklace in your neck has not value.

poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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What Did You Say?

did you say that you married for the wrong reasons?
he, for his handsome face and bulging muscles
beneath that corduroy pants, her pleasure
she, for her delicate curves and porcelain skin
and silky hair, his heaven

and the days of marriage drag like someone so heavy
and sickly is carried away at bay,

conversations lapse, and caresses become boring,
and sleeping together has become nothing but routine

review what was there, each moment, each time of togetherness,
my oh my, both of you smile, feeling so happy...forever?

'this is marriage', you say it. You must say it again.
a happy marriage, because there is no other option, no choice.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Days to Remember

Do you remember the days?
The days of Cinderella wanting to go the ball
The days of the seven dwarfs
The days when you believed in it

I remember those days
The days you held your mother’s hand
The days when you wished on a star
The days you believed that wish would come true

Do you remember the days?
The days of jump rope
The days of secret hand shakes
The days you believed it was just so easy

I remember those days
The days when you would hide and they would seek
The days of spending all day playing ball
The days you thought it would never get hard

We all remember those days

poem by Ambra Milton
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Singleton in womanhood

Being single for a woman is joyful
In that it ensures everlasting flirting
With a variety of men in succession.
And the pleasure of having men around.

Being single for a woman is fruitful
In that it assures a lasting freedom from
The bondage, commitment and tolerance,
That the marriage would impose upon her.

Being single for a woman is gainful
In that it provides her with a relief
From the ennui of the monotony in sex,
That would push her to aversion for sex.

Being single for a woman is painful
In that it reserves her fatal end,
In her yellow days, by rendering her
Companionless, to die as an orphan.
22.09.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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