My Heroine Mom!
Yes! She is my heroine mom
She is my heroine mom.
Who led me through the right path
whenever i went wrong.
Who advised me in a motherly way
whenever i went wrong.
Who offered me a hand
whenever i fell down.
Who filled courage within me
whenever i felt down.
Who told me to be spontaneous
whenever i felt sheepish.
Who patted on my shoulders
whenever i felt docile.
Who told me to face problems
whenever it stood on my way.
Who told me to accept problems with a beam
whenever it blocked my way.
Yes! She is my heroine mom
She is my heroine mom.
poem by Neetha Sasidharan
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The Heroine
The heroine stood up on the deck
The ship was out of control
The bow was being ripped to shreds
Men were fighting down below
The sea had pummeled the boat for so long
That they knew nothing but fear
And the babys in the box
He thinks the door is locked
The sea is in a state
The baby learns to wait for the heroine
Ohh, ohh, for the heroine
Locked in his defense, he waits for the heroine
The mast is cracking as he waves are slapping
Sailors roll across the deck
And when they thought none was looking
They would cut a weaker mans neck
While the heroine dressed in a virgin white dress
Tried to steer the mighty ship
But the raging storm wouldnt hear of it
They were in for a long trip
Babys in the box
He thinks the door is locked
He finds it hard to breathe
Drawing in the sea
And wheres the heroine to fire off the gun
To calm the raging seas
And let herself be seized, by the -
- baby in the box
The thinks the door is locked
The woman has the keys
But there is no moment she can seize
Heres to the heroine
Who transcends all the men
Who are locked inside the box
Will the lady let them out
Ohh, the heroine, ooohh, ooohhh, the heroine
Strapped to the mast, the pale ascendant heroine
Strapped to the mast, the pale ascendant heroine
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Movies are ventilators
We went to a movie,
Where in were cast
The heroine, my fevourite
And the hero, my wife’s.
We silently enjoyed the film,
I replacing him and she, her
When the hero and heroine
Wooed and embraced each other..
18.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Be Homely, Though Not Comely
A heroine in celluloid is shown in pomp.
Quick in action, she is snazzy and spicy.
A heroine in a television is shown as homely.
The latter moves our heart and feeds our eyes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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H E R O I N E (couplet)
Heroine like the drug heroine hit the young male minds,
Make exotic, quixotic images and goes under her influence for long.
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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Believe My Sometimes
Should I give you words
And if you dont believe them
Should I care
Oh all these times
We fight without a reason
I must be blind
To believe you
Believe me sometimes...
I could be a saint to you
And I could play a heroine for you
I could be a lover to you, should i
Cause I might just fall for you
To choose to fight for love and love to fight
Is to get as much as you lose, sister
I hate to see you go
I hate the way youre slipping back
To a life you never wanted
I wish somehow
I could leave you something
Leave me something
Something more
Oh I could be a saint to you
And I could play a heroine for you
I could be a lover to you, should i
Cause I might just fall for you
Should I believe you
Should I believe you
Should I ?
Cause I might just fall for you
Oh I could be a saint to you
And I could play a heroine for you
Should I believe you
Should I believe you
Should I ?
Cause I might just fall for you
song performed by by Xymox
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Dancing Barefoot
She is benediction
She is addicted to he
She is the root connection
She is connecting with me
Here I go and I dont know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be hes taking over me
Im dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
It makes me come up
Like some heroine
She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she
Here I go when I dont know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be hes taking over me
Im dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
It makes me come up
Like some heroine
She is recreation
She intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that
He is levitating with she
Here I go when I dont know why
I spin so ceaselessly
til I lose my sense of gravity
Im dancing barefoot
Heading for a spin
Some strange music drives me on
Makes me come up
Like some heroine
Oh god, I fell for you
Oh god, I fell for you
Oh god, I fell for you
Oh god, I fell for you
song performed by by Jewel
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Image, not the real, does the trick.
To get aroused you should bring
To your brain an image of a heroine.
Otherwise there is no arousal
Even when in act with a corporal.
Your partner having lost lustre,
Mere image in brain of your heroine
Can give you what your spouse fails to.
Couples fight their monotony
By fantasizing other than their partner.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The need of the focus
The silver in focus glitters
And diamond in focus glitters.
Talents require focus
Appear as a hero or a heroine
Supporting roles never promote
You as a hero or a heroine.
Don’t compromise on position.
Someone replaces the first.
Not the second in rank replaces
08.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dancing Barefoot
She is benediction - she is addicted to thee
She is the root connection - she is connecting with thee
She is sublimation - she is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on he , chosen she
Im dancing barefoot, heading for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroine
She is recreation - shes intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that he is levitating with she
Here I go, well I dont know why
I float so ceaselessly
Could it be hes taken over me
Im dancing barefoot, in mid-air I spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroine
Im dancing barefoot, heading for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroine
song performed by by Xymox
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Birth Of A Mystery 5 July 2009
Spirit renewed, heart rejuvenated,
filled to overflowing by the energy
stream, a mystery hero came to a
heroine in a dream
Whispered of love and delight to the
tune of celestial music, too beautiful
to describe, the beauty of love re-
placing all darkness
The birth of another mystery, energy
inexhaustible, forever new, the new
dream always better than the one
which came before
This is the meaning of infinity: Love
never grows stale, perfection will be
replaced by something better, the
world will never
Stop evolving, the heroine still feels
the kiss of the mystery hero
upon her lips...
5 June 2009
poem by Margaret Alice
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Stories mirror the front
Two heroes will love one heroine, but
One heroine will not love two heroes.
Two heroines will love one hero, but
One hero will not love two heroines.
This is what we show in stories.
Stories mirror not the irking truths.
06.0.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Smiling Swing
Back and forth i'm swinging on.
So is the cradle bearing my chubby sister.
'That day i was an old heroine-
Happily on scenarios wearing silk fullskirts
Of pink and green on change overs
Rustling around my ankles,
With a little ponytail right headed,
Toddling along pushing the cradle
With an eager look at my sister
Hoping to get a hello from her.
Just three years but enough old-minded
To welcome the guests willingly
On celebrating the new heroine's birthday'.
Flashing is a smile on my face!
'Worried was lovable grand-pa
To secure me from others' eyes while
Pretty mom worrying about my fair sis.
Grand-pa called me black beauty'.
I'm smiling swinging over the days gone!
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I saw children
I saw children
smoking Marijuana
and taking crack cocaine
and injecting heroine
and the government
opened the borders
and more criminals
streamed in
from all over Africa
and the law
looked the other way.
I saw children
smoking Marijuana
and taking crack cocaine
and injecting heroine
and they did not want to be helped
and escaped from rehabilitation
and made as if they were cured
and they robbed
and broke in to houses
and whored
and lied
and some died.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dancing Barefoot
She is benediction
She is addicted to he
She is the root connection and
She is connecting with me
Here I go and I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be he's taking over me
I'm dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
It makes me come up like some heroine
She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she
Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be he's taking over me
I'm dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange strange music drags me in
It makes me come up like some heroine
She is recreation
She intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that
He is levitating with she
Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
'Til I lose my sense of gravity
I'm dancing barefoot
Heading for a spin
Some strange music drives me on
Makes me come up like some heroine
Oh God I feel for you
Oh God I feel for you
Oh God I feel for you
Oh God I feel for you
song performed by by U2
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Love Should Never Feel Like This
Somebody told me love's a beautiful thing
And when I found it all the bells would just ring
The sun would shine and all the birds would sing
Then I met you
I searched the planet for that magical girl
I walked a million miles all over the world
I found the oysters, but never the pearls.
Then I met you...
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I feel sick
I'm so weak
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never felt this way before
Walk in the bathroom and I take a deep breath
Look in the mirror and it scares me to death
Look like a junkie that's been strung out on meth
Since I met you
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I feel sick
I'm so weak
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never felt this way before
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I never felt this way before
Oh, ignorance was always bliss
Love should never feel like this
Love should never, ever feel like this
I've never felt this way before
I must be doing something wrong
No, Love should never, ever feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never, ever felt this way before
What's wrong with me!
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Molly Pitcher
Molly Pitcher went inside.
When she came out, she was told her husband had been shot in the hide.
He had been a revolutionary war militia man.
Now he lay on the ground unable to sit or stand.
Molly looked at her wounded husband's musket lying on the ground.
She dug deep into her heart and courage is what she found.
She picked up the gun and fired it at Redcoats springing up from the woods.
She fought all day as hard as she possibly could.
Her forehead filled with sweat and her temperature began to rise,
But she managed to shoot several Redcoats right between the eyes.
When the day was over and night set in,
The American's had themselves a new heroine.
poem by Jeff Fleischer
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I've Not Been To Jerusalem
No one told me it was easy
No one told me that this life
Would be only joy and happiness
And lacking any strife.
No one told me it was easy
No one said it was a breeze
With no problems on the journey
And just doing as I please.
No one told me that my future
Would be more troubled than my past
For I was young and optimistic
And lived each day as if my last.
No one told me that those black clouds
Would not be followed by blue skies
For I believed in providence
And no failure could be mine.
No one told me that this blackness
Would come a’knocking at my door
No one told me that my circumstance
Would not be hopeful anymore.
No one told me, no one told me
And I’m past remembering
The day those storm clouds gathered
And then dark was everything.
No one sees me, no one sees me
And I do not wonder why
For I simply am a virus
That makes problems multiply.
When I see you, when I see you
When my shadow hides your sun
Please look at me as who I am
Not what I have not done.
When you see me, when you see me
And you wonder where I’ve been
I’ve not been to Jerusalem
But to somewhere in between.
poem by David Keig
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The beautiful heroine might be thinking, How long must I bury my face on this wretched man's shoulder? Such is not the always the case, but quite often it is.
quote by Ivor Novello
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Gladiators for clowns
Heroine of love, tangling our hearts with barb wire,
made of gold and human emotion
until I enter you, and you enter me,
like blind bats in a cave,
fighting each other like gladiators in the world's arena
entertaining clowns, with our blood.
You have your hundred swords prepared,
I only have a wooden shield.
It does not matter, life was never righteous for the two of us
in the matters of love.
Secretly wishing you'd understand my pain, I write curious things
in secret love letters, that are never meant to be seen
by the hate, or love, of your friends.
Bravely ignoring you outside this room,
like I could rule the world at any time,
I'm boundlessly pained
by the absence of your absence
in the life I have no more,
where You were my heroine.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Stuck o the Butt
I cry from deep within my soul
For humanity, which is
So ugly and so bold.
Something I live and
I am not told,
To each other we are so cold.
God has given us a choice
We all have our own voice
Be it right or wrong.
The unsung heroine's song
We must sing
Ring, ding, ding.
The rhapsody of woman/kind
How it blows the mind
Yet so very, very divine.
Woman, woman so fine.
From the pits of her
Inner/self she sing
Her song.
Respect me man with ye'
Organ of taste.
Woman is all man can be
With no waste.
But, notice man continues to mistreat woman.
The will of woman/kind,
Her gentleness,
Her mind,
Her sheer delight.
Her share...
Restrain, the woman who cares
Bind her bring her to the grotto.
Her soul she will give,
For man to live.
Woman is cool, calm and collective
Under pressure still.
Going into death...
To give life
Woman, girl or wife.
Her hand someone need hold,
Without ever being told.
Woman, woman... a (God) gift,
Pure Gold.
An impelling force her source,
Deep,
Deep,
From the gut,
And with all else man is stuck...
On the butt.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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