Womanly winter
fails to cool off
smouldering passion
haiku by Hitesh Sheth
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Hot and Cold
Love would not be as hot
if women were not as cool.
Their guilt walks between
hot and cool.
In a tryst, hot recedes into
saliva and womanly sweat.
Hot can penetrate into the cool,
with undying ember.
In the tryst, woman beams
to subdue the guilt.
Cool always muses about the hot.
Hot never subsides until
The guilt takes the back seat.
A welcome sign for woman.
26.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Infatuation
Infatuation is a temporary
emotion. It is ever fleeting,
as a cloud drifting by
As if a tree developing buds.
Their green leaves turn gold,
then brown, finially a wind
blowing them to the ground.
As they lay there, they
return to the earth and they
are gone.
They are ever changing like the
seasons, warm, hot, cool, and
cold.
Cool in Spring, warming up for
the Summer heat and passion.
But as the cool winds of Autumn
begin to blow, they tend to cool
and prepare for the icy chills
of Winter.
So like a lady changing her
attire. Putting on and taking
off her make-up. Ever changing,
so like infatuation
poem by Heather Burns
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Come Before Winter
He said 'Come before Winter,
Before the verdant trees go bare.
For winter winds that blow are bitter,
May cool the embers truly rare.
Be here, to finally complete me,
The kind of love I know will stay.
Through changing seasons I may see -
A fire that burns till my ending day.
Be here, I will give you sweet affection
That warm through many a winter chill.
Embrace you with such tender passion
When we're one at last... please say you will.
Come before Winter and be my Spring
Bless my world with your many colors.
No other reason I have left for breathing,
I love you...the one I've been searching for.'
Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 10,2012
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
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Song Of Winter
Cool cool winter,
The air is dewy fresh,
In the morning
sweet the sun rays.
Almost darkness,
Foggy wind does blow,
In this winter,
Life does run slow.
Mist appeares all day,
Hide the sun rays,
In this winter,
Very well you can tress.
Wear we warm cloths,
In this season,
Shivering coldness,
Is the reason.
In this coldness,
Under sun we bake,
Many veggies do grow,
And take fruits and cake.
poem by Uttam Biswas
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Morality changes
Smouldering passion
Legacy to man’s fire
Unbridled now the fashion
Unlocks his burning desire
poem by Gordon D Wilkinson
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Enduring Flame Of Passion
The enduring flame of passion burns on
in hearts filled with only embers.
The passion that once burnt bright
never really dies away.
The smouldering embers
still hold an enduring flame,
just needing a gentle spark
to bring them back to life again.
14 May 2011
poem by David Harris
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You Know Im Not Crazy
Say your mind has an overload
Your heart beats rythym
Hot and cold
Your stature has a naked buxx
When youre near
Youre not like us
Chorus:
You know Im not crazy
You know Im not crazy
I caught on to the way you smile
Love could only last a while
I couldnt love
I couldnt touch
The situation
Was too much
(chorus)
Your love fails me
Your love it fails me
Your love fails me
Your love it drives me crazy
Dont tell me that lovers always mistrust
The lies in your eyes
The death in your lust
Its more than distraction
You touch you feel
Our hearts dance apart
And you say this is real
You know Im not crazy
Talk about the love we feel
The passion that our hearts conceal
Kiss and run
The fools we trust
Love inside a blinding lust
(chorus)
Hold me to my every word
Forget about the things you heard
Time will conquer
Time will state
We owe every tear to fate
(chorus)
Your love fails me
Your love it fails me
Your love fails me
Your love it drives me crazy
song performed by by Culture Club
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A Winter Message
A flake of snow in flurry thro’ the air
Had landed as a kiss upon my cheek:
A secret message, just for me to share;
To take to heart but never dare to speak
About or presuppose to other eyes
Your open feelings – distant though they are.
And so, upon your lips, my OWN surprise:
A flake of snow returned from me afar.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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winter winter winter winter icy winter
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Cool Cat
The cool cat,
is just standing there.
The cool cat,
doesn't even glare.
The cool cat,
thinks he's so hot.
The cool cat,
doesn't give a snot.
The cool cat,
doesn't listen in class.
The cool cat,
thinks his better than the rest.
The cool cat,
really has no friends.
The cool cat,
smokes after school.
The cool cat,
left his family.
The cool cat,
is a player.
The cool cat,
has no prayers.
The cool cat,
has no savers.
The cool cat,
is one tough dude.
But really....
The cool cat,
is one big fool.
poem by Jasmine Aira
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Where Is My Passion
Where is my passion
Far too much pain
Where is my passion
Must I love in vain?
Where is my passion
I need must know
Where is my passion
I want so much to grow
Where is my passion
Lost in your lips
Where is my passion
I feel for your kiss
Where is my passion
Lost in your eyes
Where is my passion
Release me to fly
Where is my passion
There in your hands
Where is my passion
Touch me…expand
Where is my passion
Please…be a man
poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris
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The Eyes Of Winter
These frozen eyes of winter glittering so cruel
Like scorching flames of fire, icy hearts to melt
When hearts can make the flame to eye the night so cool
And cool the night in winter, frozen songs to belt
But winter's heart, so cool in light, on ice love dwelt
And dwelt in our igloo like a piece of flame,
When flames are hearts of sorrow needing songs to belt
And igloo is a scene, on which we sing for fame.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Cool full
Dont lock
At your home
Window...
Milkey moon
Simply watch
At cool and cool...
Winter air croos
The window...
Dont woory...
Your body
Shivering take care...
Watch the moon
Danching sky
With your home window
At winter with wine
Cool full...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Winter walk
Cool it
Cool...
Cough and
Cold...
Hot drinks
All ways cool...
No sweeting...
No bathing...
Simply wash face
Toothed bresh at
Your's teeath
Enjoy hot coffee...
winter walk up
out of your home...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Ash-Boughs
a.
Not of all my eyes see, wandering on the world,
Is anything a milk to the mind so, so sighs deep
Poetry to it, as a tree whose boughs break in the sky.
Say it is ashboughs: whether on a December day and furled
Fast ór they in clammyish lashtender combs creep
Apart wide and new-nestle at heaven most high.
They touch heaven, tabour on it; how their talons sweep
The smouldering enormous winter welkin! May
Mells blue and snowwhite through them, a fringe and fray
Of greenery: it is old earth’s groping towards the steep
Heaven whom she childs us by.
(Variant from line 7.) b.
They touch, they tabour on it, hover on it[; here, there hurled],
With talons sweep
The smouldering enormous winter welkin. [Eye,
But more cheer is when] May
Mells blue with snowwhite through their fringe and fray
Of greenery and old earth gropes for, grasps at steep
Heaven with it whom she childs things by.
poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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The merciless beloved
Knowing that you have crowded teeth,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that you have strange lips,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that you are not attainable,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that he must not love you,
he loves you and fails not.
However you ignore and evade,
he loves you and fails not.
Can you find some one better,
who can emulate him?
Are you a granite or limestone?
Can you save his love?
05.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When all else fails
When all else fails,
Look down the tunnel.
See there's a light,
Shining there,
For you.
When all else fails,
Search the darkness.
For there's always,
A pinpoint
Sparkling there.
When all else fails,
Peer into the gloom,
I'm sure,
There's a spark
Of something new.
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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Craving for not
In winter, I crave for summer;
In summer, I crave for winter.
Heat endears cool and cool, the heat.
You are to me heat and cool as well.
I love you as you are either.
I crave for what you’re not.
28.06.2001, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Four Seasons
Maple leaves of yesterday
Rainbow leaves of morrow
Autumn strolls on its way
Time it fails to borrow.
Ice crystals of yesterday
Snow flowers of morrow
Winter roves on a dray
Time it fails to borrow.
Oak leaves of yesterday
Verdant leaves of morrow
April flows into May
Time it fails to borrow.
Blue blossoms of yesterday
Forget-me-not of morrow
Summer rides a railway
Love overcomes sorrow.
poem by Paul Hartal
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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