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DARK as NIGHT

My mentor told me one morning
that my immortal soul
was languishing
in blackest night!

He said, 'You're doomed!
my bucko in jeans!
If you think otherwise,
you have only to consult
the guy in the next cell! '

poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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Creepin Jean

Youre not leaving so descreet,
Just creeping out on me.
Your dizzy head, and smoky eyes,
Youll find some others bed to sleep.
So dont look back, it is too late,
No story to be told.
This creepin mess you left for me,
Promising that youd be home.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
Your dirty friends and underwear,
Keep hanging round my room.
The lonely pictures that you paint
Are creepin to their doom.
So dont look back it is too late,
No story to be told.
These creepin friends you left for me,
Saying your promise to be home.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.

song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ready Or Not

Someones going to have to explain it to me
Im not sure what it means
My babys feeling funny in the morning
Shes having trouble getting into her jeans
Her waist-line seems to be expanding
Although she never feels like eating a thing
I guess well reach some understanding
When we see what the future will bring
I met her in a crowded barroom
One of those typical hollywood scenes
I was doing my very best bogart
But I was having trouble getting into her jeans
I punched an unemployed actor
Defending her dignity
He stood up and knocked me through that barroom door
And that girl came home with me
Now babys feeling funny in the morning
She says shes got a lot on her mind
Nature didnt give her any warning
Now shes going to have to leave her wild ways behind
She says she doesnt care if she never spends
Another night running loose on the town
Shes gonna be a mother
Take a look in my eyes and tell me brother
If I look like Im ready
I told her I had always lived alone
And I probably always would
And all I wanted was my freedom
And she told me that she understood
But I let her do some of my laundry
And she slipped a few meals in between
And the next thing I remember, she was all moved in
And I was buying her a washing machine
My babys feeling funny in the morning
She says shes got a lot on her mind
Nature didnt give her any warning
But shes feeling better about it all the time
She says shes ready for some meaning
After all of her running around
Well bless my soul, shes got a rock-and-roll bandman
Thinking bout settling down

song performed by by Jackson Browne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Envy Looks Restlessly

blue jeans, yes, the blue
in the jeans, the jeans
i claim that it is all that i see,
but i may go on a deeper
exploration of this
introspection, there was
something fleshy
under the blueness of the jeans
something dark
like the color of the night
filled with
desires that one wants
to spell correctly,

there is the hand there
resting
and with a permission
since it stays there for
a longer time
unhampered

their eyes are smiling
and they were telling me
about
the art of letting go
and sending out the doves
free finally from their
decorated cage

at the end i always
ask
what did i feel?

frankly, i may say
nothing, but let me explore
the secret room inside my house,
envy is there
wide awake and wanting to go
out of itself
towards the darkness of the night
and the coldness
of the typhoon air

envy looks out of the
window
and it is very restless

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jeans On

When I wake up in the mornin light
I pull on my jeans and I feel all right
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
Its the weekend, and I know that youre free
So pull on your jeans and come on out with me
Oh cause I need to have you near me,
I need to feel you close to me
I need to have you near me, I need to feel you close to me
You and me, well go motorbike ridin in the sun
And the wind and the rain
I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank
And Im king of the road again
Ill meet ya in the usual place
You dont need a thing except your pretty face, alright
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
Aw, here we go mama
You and me, well go motorbike ridin in the sun
And the wind and the rain
I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank
And Im king of the road again
When I wake up in the mornin light
I pull on my jeans and I feel all right
Hey I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on

song performed by by Keith Urban
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O’ Woman In Jeans

O’woman in jeans
you are modern
you are not bound in chains like
that one in saree
O‘ woman in jeans
you work and work
you don't need that multitude of suits with dupattas
few pairs of top and jeans is enough
O’ woman in jeans
you look more curvy more sensuous
even when you are fully covered
your hips your bust is far more powerful
than one in saree, in stiched suits
O’ woman in jeans
you can move you can run
you need no excuse like
that head covered women
you can thwart the attempts of rapist
O’ woman in jeans
you look sensuous
you look commanding
you look proud
you need not to play submissive
O woman in jeans

poem by Pawan Sharma
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My Mentor

My mentor
It's a new beginning I can feel the thrill
The purpose to rise higher with a steel will
Each day i look forward to with sleepless night
A knot in my stomach which slowly grows tight
Something is amiss lost in this frenzy around
My heart yearns for more as indifferently it drowns
It drowns away looking for appreciation
That encouragement which led to many unique creations
I miss it every moment of the rising day
Pray it may return like shining sun rays
For that was the reason I ushered my self so far
Worked day and night and fought all those war
Where are you my mentor my inspiration my soul
Have you left me behind for now greater are your goals
My heart cries inconsolably for I have no one to talk
I feel lost and cheated have worshipped you in every walk
Please don't give up on me I have something to share
My mentor I respect you and it's for you I care
I owe you all that what I have achieved till day
So why do you leave me in this ocean mid way
So why do you leave me in this ocean midway

poem by Rima Sharda
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I have jeans with holes in them and I have nice jeans. I have casual and I have dressy jeans. I've got all kinds.

quote by Amanda Seyfried
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Be my Mentor

I am going to have a shower and shave
Then I want to be your personal slave
To kiss and cuddle hug and hold
Also take care of the household

It is very hard you will have a lot of responsibility
To take control of me to the best of your ability
Tell me what you want what you really wish for
You will have to guide me show me be my mentor

I really do not mind being told what to do
As long as I can give all my love to you
The rest is easy daily chores and things
And answering the door when the bell rings

CK Brazil is My Mentor 4ever xxx

poem by David Darbyshire
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Fond pride of dress is sure a very curse; Ere fancy you consult, consult your purse.

Spanish proverbs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Last Night

Last night you were so in to in
You told me secrets that
You've never told a soul
You were so nervous and
yet oh so comfortable
As we explored your image of love
I drank your wine
As you tatsted mine
I kissed your lips
You felt my body slip
Into your soul
I heard you moan
I almost cried 'cause it was so beautiful

[Chorus:]
Last night
I was inside of you
Last night
While making love to you
I saw the sun

song performed by by Az Yet from Az Yet
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Bright Red Flame

Anger burning -
bright red flame.

Heart is pounding like the rain.
Fire seething in my soul.

Blackest night.
No stars show.

poem by Meli Secret
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Saturday Night Sunday Morning

I knew you'd come back
We always do
Like thieves
Returning to the scene of the crime
But did they tell you
Everything has changed
Just everything
Oh, everything has changed
Just everything
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was something else I meant to say
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
You know they still like to talk about you
But they don't want anything too real
So most of the conversation revolves around
Things that happened 20 years ago at least
They must have told you
Everything has changed everything
Oh, everything must change everything
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was something else I meant to say
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was something else I meant to say
It's not Saturday Night Sunday Morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

song performed by by Madness
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A Poison Tree

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine, -

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

poem by William Blake
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Break o’ Day

You love me, you say, and I think you do,
But I know so many who don’t,
And how can I say I’ll be true to you
When I know very well that I won’t?
I have journeyed long and my goal is far,
I love, but I cannot bide,
For as sure as rises the morning star,
With the break of day I’ll ride.
I was doomed to ruin or doomed to mar
The home wherever I stay,
But I’ll think of you as the morning star
And they call me Break o’ Day.

They well might have named me the Fall o’ Night,
For drear is the track I mark,
But I love fair girls and I love the light,
For I and my tribe were dark.
You may love me dear, for a day and night,
You may cast your life aside;
But as sure as the morning star shines bright
With the break of day I’ll ride.

There was never a lover so proud and kind,
There was never a friend so true;
But the song of my life I have left behind
In the heart of a girl like you.
There was never so deep or cruel a wrong
In the land that is far away,
There was never so bitter a broken heart
That rode at the break of day.

God bless you, dear, with your red-gold hair
And your pitying eyes of grey—
Oh! my heart forbids that a star so fair
Should be marred by the Break o’ Day.
Live on, my girl, as the girl you are,
Be a good and a true man’s bride,
For as sure as beckons the evening star
With the fall o’ night I’ll ride.

I was born to ruin or born to mar
The home wherever I light.
Oh! I wish that you were the Evening Star
And that I were the Fall o’ Night.

poem by Henry Lawson
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I believe in an immortal soul. Science has proved that nothing disintegrates into nothingness. Life and soul, therefore, cannot disintegrate into nothingness, and so are immortal.

quote by Wernher Magnus Maximilian von Braun
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I Will Never Be The Same

So you walked with me for a while
Bared your naked soul
And you told me of your plan
How you would never let them know
In the morning of the night
You cried a long lost child
And I tried on I tried to hold you
But you were young
And you were wild

[CHORUS]

But I

song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Today! !

Today the sun was shine less
Today the moon was mood less
Today the birds were wing less
Today as the sun rose, they told me
Today as I woke
They told me
Last night I’ve lost my voice they echoed me

Today the mountains are height less
Today the clock was time less
Today the sky was wind less
Today my hands were workless
Today as the sun boiled, they told me
Today as I spoiled
They told me
Last morning I’ve lost my hands they assured me

Today the world was sightless
Today the room was lightless
Today the voices were figureless
Today my eyes were imageless
Today as the night dived, they told me
Today as I defined
They told me
Last afternoon I’ve lost my eyes they cursed me

Today the era was soundless
Today the room was noise less
Today the things were strike less
Today my ears were voice less
Today as the dawn fell, they told me
Today as I felt
They told me
Last evening I’ve lost my ears they pitted me

Last night I was voiceless
Last night I was hand less
Last night I was eyes less
Last night I was ears less
And now today I feel
That they’ll tell me
That I’ve lost, they’ll yell me
Lost a heartbeat
And now is grave less
Left in open far godless
Unmentioned they say expressionless.

poem by Nishtha Dutta
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She Was The Morning And I Was The Night Revised

She was the morning and I was the night
She was the cloudy morning and I was the rainy night
She was the foggy morning and I was the bright night with all the stars Shining in the sky
She was the cold winter morning and I was the stormy night
She was the bright sunny morning and I was the peaceful night

poem by Aldo Kraas
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She Was The Morning And I Was The Night