Valentine Java
That aroma
of a Starbox coffee
Rejuvenates Stradivarius at the sofa
Tickling and blending resolutely
The static ambiance
Brewing our Valentine’s Day
poem by Edgar Rendon Eslit
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Aroma
The aroma of coffee,
The aroma of cocoa,
The aroma of tea,
Sleep, asleep!
Wake, awake!
Pace, apace!
Bode, abode!
Long, along!
Range, arrange!
Row, arrow!
And of the way things are done,
And of the way love is made;
This psychological problem,
This psychological war! !
But, let us shape this world with the aroma of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Favourite smells
Freshly cut grass
home made bread
sweetness of jam and honey
just washed sheets on the bed.
Tarmac being laid on the road
Brylcream on my fathers hair
the aroma from coffee
leather of a brand new sofa or chair.
Talcum powder on a baby's body
smell coming from a flower
the pages of old and new books
and the air after a heavy shower.
Scent that was worn by my mother
the aroma of a Sunday roast
candy floss at the fair
and Cheddar Cheese on toast.
Just some of my favourite smells
aromas that just make me feel good
as they can evoke moments in time
and take me back to my own childhood.
poem by Kevin Halls
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If you have a Stradivarius and nobody to play it, it's just a Stradivarius. Or is it even that? It's nothing.
quote by Peabo Bryson
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Coffee!
Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Oh Valentine, Valentine
Oh Valentine, Valentine! Won't you be mine?
Words called out to my one so divine
If the feeling is mutual then let heart intertwine
Oh Valentine, Valentine! I'll never find
Oh Valentine, Valentine! I'm lost in the lust
One look and I'm trembling, afraid and nervous
With hope that an angel will help from above
Oh Valentine, Valentine! A one sided love
Oh Valentine, Valentine! Won't you be mine?
On this one day of yearning, when souls intertwine
My brittle heart breaks upon words of decline
Oh Valentine, Valentine! You'll never be mine
poem by Keli'i Rice
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A Love Of Love Of Love
Well, honey it is January
And soon it will be February
I know what it reminds me
To remember you in Valentine's Day
And I know what is that day for
And I know what it is for
The love of love for all love
The love of love for sweetheart of
But we been sweetheart since then
My love for you ain't been forgotten
Though we have this strands of silver hair
Valentine's Day is nothing for me as I always care
And my love is always fresh like the morning
With our love still blending and refreshing
And refreshes my mind everyday
Not only on Valentine's Day
poem by Ency Bearis
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If You Were My Valentine
If you were my valentine,
I would be there in the morning
To see you when you open your eyes,
Before the sun wakes and the day begins.
To shower your bed with a hundred rose pedals
Until there's a garden around you
And yet you would still be the prettiest flower.
If you were my valentine.
If you were my valentine,
This day would belong to you
I would take you anywhere you want to go
And we could get away from the rest of the world
Till the moon rises in the sky and the sun says goodbye.
Together, just you and I
If you were my valentine.
If you were my valentine
I would do anything to see you smile
And I could be your teddy-bear,
With only hugs and kisses to share
If you were my valentine.
I could be your prince,
And you could be my princess
If you were my valentine
This poem would be yours, and so would I
If you were my valentine.
AmericaLion starts Thunder
If slaves wait hundred years
their generation sees prosperity nears
Decoction is black as night
White-milk makes coffee right
Obama-coffee rejuvenates American dream
America! join with main-stream!
Hybrid President will work wonders
America-Lion does start thunder
poem by Elangovan Selvapperumal
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A Cup of Coffee
I start my day with coffee as my friend
The beans so fresh, as it blends
Giving out an aroma, that wakes me up
I stumble to the kitchen and look for the cup
I pour some black liquid and sip right away
I just want coffee, to start my day
Then on the road I'm on my way
Coffee is my friend to make my day
Stuck in traffic, I loose my mind
I then sip my coffee and just rewind
I get to work with a cup in hand
Juggling with papers I can't withstand
The coffee at work tastes bitter and cheap
But it's better than getting caught counting sheep
All day long, I make pot after pot
Of black steaming mugs of liquid gut-rot
Tanked up on coffee, I face the day
Taking anything that comes my way.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Coffee Is Fine
Having a brewing cup for coffee is fine,
Facing weather too hot, too much iron.
This strong iron is too late in taste,
Much of the flavours are inside.
The coffee is not tea, not even anything
Like the leaves of danger and bread.
My loaf of bread enriches the stomach
And all emptiness is about.
The cup of coffee has managed my upper class,
My thinking causes thinkers to abandon,
The ridding of thinkers and scholars is appalling
In the extreme.
poem by Naveed Akram
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If You Would Be My Valentine
If you would be my valentine
My heart would surely glow
And if you'd be my valentine
I'd want the world to know
If you would be my valentine
My eyes could finally rest
For my heart already knows
That you would be the best
If you would be my valentine
I would want the world to see
That I have found the perfect valentine
The one just for me
If you would be my valentine
My world would be much brighter
So put those precious arms around me
And hold me that much tighter
If you would be my valentine
My heart might do flips
For when I think of you
It already begins its skips
If you would be my valentine
My eyes would surely shine
So won't you please tell me YES
THAT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Is it Tea or Coffee?
Is it Tea or Coffee?
Tell me!
My instant early morning dream
I like it black, white with sugar or cream!
The choice is free
Yet the mind cannot agree
With Tea is a Yippee!
With Coffee it is a Whoopee!
The thought of a little caffeine
The smell of fresh roasted beans
Will once again set off my adrenalin
While my exhausted brain is waiting
That stirring cup of sizzling black
Put on the kettle; spill the beans out of the sack
I will pay the fee; I will pay the levee
I will beg on one knee for a little bit of Coffee
Take a sip of the early morning coffee
Close your eyes and try to see
As you smell the airy aroma like a bee
Tea or Coffee! Perhaps you now understand me
Those swarms of dark brown seeds
They feed my vicious needs indeed
I don’t care how much I pee or how much I wee
For that sparking liquid of hot black called coffee
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Edward Cullen (from the movie)
Edward be my Valentine,
Your skin is white and pasty
You remind me that I smell quite tasty
Edward be my Valentine
You can't read my mind
Your trapped in time
Edward be my Valentine,
Your skin is as cold as a winter wind chilling to all that come to near
You eat baby deer
Edward be my Valentine,
You drink human blood
You've also eaten bear cubs
Edward be my Valentine,
I love you more than words can tell
Although you never look quite well
Edward be my Valentine,
I'm lost in your eyes
Not sure of time
Edward be my valentine,
Your face is scary
Your arms are hairy
Edward be my valentine,
You wish to drink my blood
I'd rather you chew cud
Edward be my valentine,
poem by Jimmy Hoffa
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Let Me Be Your Valentine
Scooter! scooter!...
Get up!!
Yeah!
Let me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!!...come on!
Let me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!!...come on!
Let me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!!...come on!
You have to move right now!
Do you understand? !
Please..jump a little higher
Were gonna rock the place...yes!
Speed it up! speed it up! turn up the bass!
Speed it up! speed it up! turn up the bass!
Higher and higher feeling so fine
Listen to the voice of valentine!
Let me be your valentine!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!...come on!
Let me be your valentine!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!...come on!
Let me be your valentine!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!...come on!...yeah!
Rough!!
We love the happy hardcore!
Were getting out of control!
Please...let me see you smile!
Lets get into another dimension...
Yes! speed it up! speed it up! turn up the bass!
Speed it up! speed it up! turn up the bass!
Higher and higher feeling so fine,
Listen to the voice of valentine!
Let me be your valentine!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!...come on!
Let me be your valentine!...yeah!
Let me be your valentine!...come on!
This is a valentines party!...party!!
Come on!
Thank you!!
song performed by by Scooter
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If You Would Be My Valentine
If you would be my valentine
My heart would surely glow
And if you'd be my valentine
I'd want the world to know
If you would be my valentine
My eyes could finally rest
For my heart already knows
That you would be the best
If you would be my valentine
I would want the world to see
That I have found the perfect valentine
The one just for me
If you would be my valentine
My world would be much brighter
So put those precious arms around me
And hold me that much tighter
If you would be my valentine
My heart might do flips
For when I think of you
It already begins its skips
If you would be my valentine
My eyes would surely shine
So won't you please tell me YES
THAT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE
wrote 2/3/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.
poem by Norman Hale
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Let Me Be Your Valentin
Scooter! Scooter!...
Get up!!
Yeah!
Let Me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!
Let Me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me be your valentine!!...come on!
Let Me be your valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me be your valentine!!...come on!
You have to move RIGHT NOW!
Do you understand?!
Please..jump a little higher
We're gonna' rock the place...Yes!
Speed it up! Speed it up! Turn up the Bass!
Speed it up! Speed it up! Turn up the Bass!
Higher and Higher feeling so fine
Listen to the voice of Valentine!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!...yeah!
Rough!!
We love the happy hardcore!
We're getting out of control!
Please..let see you smile!
Let's get into another dimension...
YES! Speed it up! Speed it up! Turn up the bass!
Speed it up! Speed it up! Turn up the bass!
Higher and higher feeling so fine,
listen to the voice of Valentine.
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...yeah!
Let Me Be Your Valentine!!...come on!
This is a Valentine's party!!...Party!!
Come on!
Thank you
song performed by by Scooter
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Sweet Valentine
SWEET VALENTINE
Brighter than a burning candle
Touching the depths of my soul
Making my life worth while
Is the romance of your smile
Romantic than any heroine in history
Brewing your sweet love in mystery
Rewriting lines of epics of history
Are your words sweet as cherry
Be mine forever my sweet valentine
Sweeter than a blooming flower
Painting my life in red color
Filling my heart with sweet nectar
Is your loving touch that is tender
Softer than silk is your charm
Wrapping me with your loving arms
In a world of pure magic
You make my life a mystique
Be mine forever my sweet valentine
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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My Used Valentine
Will you be my valentine?
My prize to show and brag?
Will you be the girl I can use,
to show my masculinity?
Valentine oh Valentine,
What is meant to be?
Am I just a lover's tool,
To popularity?
What is a real valentine,
a girl to love and hold?
Or truly is it love abroad
A love so strong and bound
As if strewn by a rod.
Valentines can be used or new
Depending on the question
Is this valentine card really true?
Or just a piece of paper just scribbled down by you.
Thank you, my used valentine.
The Meeting At Noon
They met at a coffee house
every day at noon.
They chose the same table
in the back of the room.
The aroma of the coffee
filled the air.
And while they smelled it
they continued to stare.
How was it, they wondered
that life could be
filled with remorse
that never let them be?
She, with a husband
whose mind was gone,
he, with a wife
whose body was gone,
They met each day
just to hold hands
and talk about
life's harsh demands.
They could not leave.
They were not that kind
but this meeting at noon
became the focus of their mind.
He watched her cry
and touched her face.
He knew her tears
he could not erase.
She watched him die
a little each day.
They prayed for the smell
of the coffee to stay.
and bring them peace
from these minutes at noon.
She stirred his coffee
and licked the spoon.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Collected Verses On Cooking
1 To brew is to welcome Aurora
Who sets in to bless us prime
Coffee, tea all first global law
2 Battered are idli, dosa, vada, chutney
Mouth to stomach breaking the fast
For a choice light, just pongal simply
3 To lunch means a gourmet meals
Sweet and sour all curries to savor
Ofcourse with rice to doze on day-dreams
4 Tea time is cracking snack time
Frying's heavy albeit eating's light
Need a choice light, just brewing alone sublime
5 Boiling, baking, broiling, brewing, blending
Chopping, poaching, grilling, grinding, pressured
A day's roasted, toasted journey is cooking
6 Free time means vegetable-gtocery-buying
Selecting, bargaining should be of select quality
Dinner or supper, add to the leftover simple cooking
7 Tasty dishes, dirty vessels- cleaning starts
Machine or maid pain in the neck often
Patience punctured by irate sleepy syllables
8 Cooking is a day's long journey strenuous
Trucked burnt by smoky kitchen sweating
No way but yes as hunger recurs in cycles
poem by Indira Renganathan
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