Did You Shut The Door Because...
did he ask if you do not wear
any panty when you go to bed?
what 's wrong with being naked?
it is metaphor for honesty
i have nothing in my body when i sleep,
don't you wish me as a blanket for the night?
my words are feathers, my breath is sweet
how i wish to give you life in the mouth
a life that runs through the veins towards
your heart into that extremity of the feet.
poem by Sebastian Soberania
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Dear And Sweet
Dear sweet and loving wife
You give me love and also life
You give me happiness and never strife
Without you my love how could I survive.
You have turned our house into a home
The love we have it is always shown
Together forever in life we’ve been sewn
Never will we ever be sad or alone.
When I am off to work I think about you
As I know there will always be us two
To live without your love I have not a clue
When we sleep at night my soul you soothe.
Dear sweet and loving mother
As I know like you there is no other
You keep me warmth you are my cover
You gave me life and also life to discover.
You kiss me goodnight when I go to sleep
When I am sad you help me not to weep
No steps you said for me are ever to steep
You taught me truth and not deceit.
You taught me honesty and never to lie
Honor and pride you said will be at my side
Because of you I wear a smile at night
As you gave me love and you gave me might.
Dear sweet and loving mistress
Does your husband know you are my misses
For myself you will cheat as you undress
Your children do not know that you never confess.
You come visit me when your family is asleep
You sneak out your house so not to make a peep
As my life and myself is all that you seek
I wonder does anyone know the secrets we do keep.
When your husband is at work you are thinking about me
When your children are at school you are free
Whatever I say or do you will always believe
Hopefully the truth you will never find or see.
Dear mean and hateful woman
You have done again things that you shouldn’t
Though we are all weak and only human
You have done things that any other couldn’t.
You suppose to give your family your very best
So your soul and life would of been blessed
But then you gave your feelings to all the rest
In love and life you should never start another quest.
But in the end of course you will be caught
You lied to everyone and against what you taught
Righteousness and love and truth you never sought
Your body has been sold and your soul has been bought.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Blue-Eyed Metaphor
Love is just a game we play
At least that’s what they say
But then the man in the moon
Disappeared and abandoned his stage
You left with all your good intentions
Like a dress laid out but then neglected
Left me in a state I cannot mention
You’re just a blue-eyed metaphor
For all that’s wrong with this life
Words deliver my frustrations
Give love my consolations
I’ve taken all I can stomach
And it’s time I move on to better days
Go ahead and forge
A picture in my mind
I’ll try my best to forget
Because your love is as valid
As promises born from
A bottle of whiskey on a Saturday night
I don’t sleep to dream
And you are living on cloud nine
Keep on playing your childish games
But I’m cashing in my chips
I’ve got my own hell to raise
You’re just a blue-eyed metaphor
For all that’s wrong with this life
Words deliver my frustration
Give love my consolations
I’ve taken all I can stomach
And it’s time I move on to better days
Cause I’d be better off to slit my wrists
Then give your love another chance
There will be no more fairy tale twists
For all you could teach me
You would teach me this:
To take the pain out of living
Is to create a world
Where love doesn’t exist
I’ve played the game and watched it fade
I’m sorry; it’s just not an even trade
poem by Kay Gardner
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Sleep? Date Written 05/02/2008
I should sleep, my neck it tells me so
But there within the cold quilt I'm alone.
I should sleep and leave this vile machine now
But it calls me to caress its keys once more.
I don't sleep the way I really ought to
My words they need insomnia to live.
I don't sleep and my life becomes a muddle
But there's nothing I can do to right this wrong.
I need sleep, my body's hungry for it
For I know that in the morning I'll be tired.
I need sleep for a dream of someone near me
But it won't fill the space that's empty by my side.
I won't sleep and my eyes will become blackened
And my body will yearn for tender touch.
I won't sleep for I'm running out of time here
And life is precious time never recouped.
poem by Clare McWilliams
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Homage To Sextus Propertius - VII
Me happy, night, night full of brightness;
Oh couch made happy by iny long delectations;
How many words talked out with abundant candles;
Struggles when the lights were taken away;
Now with bared breasts she wrestled against me,
Tunic spread in delay;
And she then opening my eyelids fallen in sleep,
Her lips upon them; and it was her mouth saying:
Sluggard!
In how many varied embraces, our changing arms,
Her kisses, how many, lingering on my lips.
'Turn not Venus into a blinded motion,
Eyes are the guides of love,
Paris took Helen naked coming from the bed of Menelaus,
Endymion's naked body, bright bait for Diana,'
such at least is the story.
While our fates twine together, sate we our eyes with love;
For long night comes upon you
and a day when no day returns.
Let the gods lay chains upon us
so that no day shall unbind them.
Fool who would set a term to love's madness,
For the sun shall drive with black horses,
earth shall bring wheat from barley,
The flood shall move toward the fountain
Ere love know moderations,
The fish shall swim in dry streams.
No, now while it may be, let not the fruit of life cease.
Dry wreaths drop their petals,
their stalks are woven in baskets,
To-day we take the great breath of lovers,
to-morrow fate shuts us in.
Though you give all your kisses
you give but few.
Nor can I shift my pains to other,
Hers will I be dead,
If she confer such nights upon me,
long is my life, long in years,
If she give me many,
God am I for the time.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Pain runs through my body
Pain runs through my body, and I don't need anymore.
Pain runs through my body, so leave me alone you whore.
Pain runs through my blood, as I start to bleed.
Pain runs through my body, and love is what I need.
Pain runs through my body, everyday of my life.
Pain runs through my body, as I pick up the knife.
Pain runs through my body, as I put it through my chest.
Pain runs through my body and I think you know the rest.
poem by Ari Castillo
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Teardrop
Liz fraser
(love)love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
In the night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
Water is my eye
Most faithful my love
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Feathers on my breath
Most faithful my love
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath
Stumbling a little (x2)
song performed by by Massive Attack
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Write Your Name (Across My Heart)
I can't help smiling when I look at you,
To keep from going crazy is all I can do.
I'm so defenseless with you so close,
The walls have crumbled from my body and soul.
Write your name across my heart.
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name across my heart.
To you my life is an open door.
Everything I have is yours.
I'll try to give you everything you need,
But as far as love goes, there's a life-time guarantee.
Write your name across my heart.
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name across my heart.
In all my thoughts, in all I do, in all I say,
I belong to you with every breath I take....
Write your name across my heart,
I want the world to know that I am yours forever.
And I will wear it like a shining star.
Write your name, across my heart.
And I will wear it like a shining star,
Write your name across my heart.
Across my heart.
Across my heart.
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love To Give
Love upon every street
Love so pure and so sweet
Thats the kind of love, that can never be beat
Someone come get this love, I'm trying to give
Looking for love is the life I live
Thats why I wear my heart, upon my sleeve
Having this much love to give makes it hard to breath
I ready to love, Love someone today
Come on Sweet one, please come take my breath away
poem by Daniel Chapman
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In Their Veins
sleep with the weeping ones,
and walk in their shoes...
their faces always before me,
i feel the cuts on their fingers.
i hear the gutteral voices of suffering,
too naked to speak words.
my blood runs in their veins,
and theirs in mine!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Tenderness
Words & music by paul simon
What can I do
What can I do
Much of what you say is true
I know you see through me
But theres no tenderness
Beneath your honesty
Oh, right and wrong
Right and wrong
Ooh, never helped us get along
You say you care for me
But theres no tenderness
Beneath your honesty
You and me were such good friends
Whats your hurry?
You and me could make amends
Im not worried
Im not worried
Oh, honesty,
Oh, honesty
Ooh, its such a waste of energy
No you dont have to lie to me
Just give me some tenderness
Beneath your honesty
You dont have to lie to me
Just give me some tenderness
song performed by by Paul Simon
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The Shadow Voice
My shadow said to me:
what is the matter
Isn't the moon warm
enough for you
why do you need
the blanket of another body
Whose kiss is moss
Around the picnic tables
The bright pink hands held sandwiches
crumbled by distance. Flies crawl
over the sweet instant
You know what is in these blankets
The trees outside are bending with
children shooting guns. Leave
them alone. They are playing
games of their own.
I give water, I give clean crusts
Aren't there enough words
flowing in your veins
to keep you going.
poem by Margaret Atwood
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Sometimes... Life
Sometimes…
When you are searching
For the path of honesty
Life
Makes you walk
The road
Of betrayals…
Sometimes…
When you are seeking
Truest love
Life
Makes you wear
The sandals
Of hatred…
Sometimes…
When you need
To be yourself
Life
Makes you travel
The train
Of disguises…
Sometimes…
When you long
A bullet
Life
Grants you
What you don’t require
Feathers...
poem by Carlos Gutierrez
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Mentana : First Anniversary
At the time when the stars are grey,
And the gold of the molten moon
Fades, and the twilight is thinned,
And the sun leaps up, and the wind,
A light rose, not of the day,
A stronger light than of noon.
As the light of a face much loved
Was the face of the light that clomb;
As a mother's whitened with woes
Her adorable head that arose;
As the sound of a God that is moved,
Her voice went forth upon Rome.
At her lips it fluttered and failed
Twice, and sobbed into song,
And sank as a flame sinks under;
Then spake, and the speech was thunder,
And the cheek as he heard it paled
Of the wrongdoer grown grey with the wrong.
"Is it time, is it time appointed,
Angel of time, is it near?
For the spent night aches into day
When the kings shall slay not or pray,
And the high-priest, accursed and anointed,
Sickens to deathward with fear.
"For the bones of my slain are stirred,
And the seed of my earth in her womb
Moves as the heart of a bud
Beating with odorous blood
To the tune of the loud first bird
Burns and yearns into bloom.
"I lay my hand on her bosom,
My hand on the heart of my earth,
And I feel as with shiver and sob
The triumphant heart in her throb,
The dead petals dilate into blossom,
The divine blood beat into birth.
"O my earth, are the springs in thee dry?
O sweet, is thy body a tomb?
Nay, springs out of springs derive,
And summers from summers alive,
And the living from them that die;
No tomb is here, but a womb.
"O manifold womb and divine,
Give me fruit of my children, give!
I have given thee my dew for thy root,
Give thou me for my mouth of thy fruit;
Thine are the dead that are mine,
And mine are thy sons that live.
"O goodly children, O strong
Italian spirits, that wear
My glories as garments about you,
Could time or the world misdoubt you,
Behold, in disproof of the wrong,
The field of the grave-pits there.
"And ye that fell upon sleep,
We have you too with us yet.
Fairer than life or than youth
Is this, to die for the truth:
No death can sink you so deep
As their graves whom their brethren forget.
"Were not your pains as my pains?
As my name are your names not divine?
Was not the light in your eyes
Mine, the light of my skies,
And the sweet shed blood of your veins,
O my beautiful martyrs, mine?
"Of mine earth were your dear limbs made,
Of mine air was your sweet life's breath;
At the breasts of my love ye were fed,
O my children, my chosen, my dead,
At my breasts where again ye are laid,
At the old mother's bosom, in death.
"But ye that live, O their brothers,
Be ye to me as they were;
Give me, my children that live,
What these dead grudged not to give,
Who alive were sons of your mother's,
Whose lips drew breath of your air.
"Till darkness by dawn be cloven,
Let youth's self mourn and abstain;
And love's self find not an hour,
And spring's self wear not a flower,
And Lycoris, with hair unenwoven,
Hail back to the banquet in vain.
"So sooner and surer the glory
That is not with us shall be,
And stronger the hands that smite
The heads of the sons of night,
And the sound throughout earth of our story
Give all men heart to be free."
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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My angel, I love to watch you sleep........
When the night comes then your voice calm down
When the moon begin to sail in the sky
then your eyes are closing down to sleep
You fall asleep while dim light illuminates your room
I love to watch you sleep my little girl
You sleep like a little angel within your dreams
Your hair falls both sides of your face and
your hands folded in to the blanket
Your pillows and bunnies are speard around you
You breath soft and low while your innocent heart
beat slowly to the merry tune
I love to watch you sleep my little baby
When I want to kiss you to say good night in your sleep
then you toss your head and stretch your little body
and turn around sleep again while holding your pillow
God brought you to me and given you as his gift
and today you are the greatest treasure in my life
Someone to laugh and dance and sing in my home
I love to watch you sleep my angel
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2004 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Nude myself again
i came naked with no name in my hand and my head
is ready to a wonderful words you and i can understand,
the many plan, you want me to follow; in the womb
until the tomb, you have given me a chance to love you
and kept all your everlasting command
cloth me to protect the precious gift of life you
connect, hundred and thousand of years the Lord has
prepared, as the angel and the prophet commit, my mind
and body comes to see, that God of heaven and the hell is
ready, for who ever followed in thy heart and soul will have
an eternity
my deep sleep, always tell my naked eye to fly, of where
the sky is high and bright each day as it says good bye;
the naked where i was born, returning naked soul i'll be
home
come home my darling naked body in the bosom spirit
your naked immortal soul will stay........in the judgment
time you will say a beautiful good bye
' first letter of St. Paul to the Corinthians 15: 40 '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Morning Prayer
may my feet
follow my heart,
may the door to my heart
open both ways.
may my hands
always be open,
may my mouth
support my ears
by silence.
may my eyes
remain naked,
may my soul be connected.
may my thoughts,
words, and actions,
be the breath of compassion.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fill Me Up
I just had to let you know
'Cause I don't always let it show
You give me needed room to grow
And I just had to tell you so
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
It's just like poetry inside
To hear you breathing by my side
Like I'm in heaven and I've died
So glad you're with me for this ride
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
I see your face to start my day
Makes all my bad dreams go away
And all the stupid games we play
Wouldn't have it any other way
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
song performed by by Staind
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Suppose to be
Do you remember
the way life used to be?
Running the streets
yes we were so free?
I remember the things we used to say
Up all night and sleep all day
just thinking about it make my life complete
The times were fun and life was sweet.
Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.
Just yesterday you say you never go away.
What I would do to just to see you today.
Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.
But I am happy to say that my life is better without so much play.....
But I don't regret my past and my youthful days..........
Do you remember the way life used to be?
Up all night and sleep all day.
poem by Sita Cabrera
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The Feathers of Dreams
The midnight hour has long since past and still by candlelight I turn,
My eyes are burning with the strain of receiving all that surrounds them.
Naked as the day I was born I sense the dissolution of my limitations,
The spirit invoked, the last skin smoked and I am set free into the blanket night.
A light hearted melody fuels the motion of my mind and I dance
Wild and free upon the wings of expression adorned in the feathers of dreams.
As a Celtic knot wraps its shadow around my wrist a maiden appears in the shade,
The definition of her face is fading but there wading with the ghosts of a life
Long since lived she dwells, her emotion swelling upon the look within my eyes.
Offering her hand to me she offers freedom from this world of our awakening
Yet a shift in her smile allows her grace to lift one moment enough to see that
She is far from a position to offer the gifts she promises so lightly with her words.
She lies unheard of amongst those that would wish to measure her features
For she is beyond manifestation, she is creation adorned in the feathers of dreams.
With a pensive smile she embraced me, smothering me with her warm caress
And whispered into my ear ‘All is not as it once was, yet still all is one in the same.
Love thyself and love thy all and know that even when you have fallen I shall
Embrace you into my arms for I am all you aspire to be. I shall know you
Until your final dream and I shall walk with you through nightmares as I shall
Share with you the joys of the world. I shall drown in the sorrows of tomorrow
With you in my arms breathing fresh breath into your lungs until your day is done.
I am the sun as I am the moon as I am the flower in springtime bloom,
I am the blood that runs in your veins as I am the wind as I am the rain
I am the earth as I am the sky as I am the reason you wish you could fly.
I am the ghost of memories past, I am reflections in broken glass.
I am all and I am you and everything I say is true, believe and blessed be.’
As she spoke the last words of her wisdom she began to sink into the shade.
Fading by the moment she motioned a kiss upon the air as she ran her fingers
Through her hair and turned into the midnight sun, striding as one in perfect unity.
poem by David Lacey
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Caution...
you pretend that sleep is your friend
but sleep is honest enough to admit that there is something wrong
with the bed
the blankets are talking and the pillows
are protesting
your hairs are mad
your eyes as usual do not tell the lies
that your mouth and tongue have long mastered
and the teeth that grit
knows who at the end
shall win
your mind is not a friend of anyone
its insomnia the heart fears
can kill anyone
it is time to be cautious
wear the feet of the cat
perhaps be silent like the
floor.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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