By: alquedashoebomber
27/09/2009
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You are so right, ditzy.
I have tried in vain, to keep the wings of this delightful kite, filled with the warm ascending breath of poetic prose, but it seems every time I try, the SICK FREAK Lamancha comes along behind me (as is his style) and mocks me for my effeminate side.
He will not stop me, however, for this is one sensitive soul who is not afraid. |
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By: beautifull.dats2elles
27/09/2009
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i will give all you blind old bats a big clue. its staalks itself like it staalks the beautifull women who come to come to this threed. it cannot successfully cross the bridge of surreality into reality, so thusfore nor should anywone elso. imagination does not transcend into reality, evidently is so in this case. the dream is just that, a dream.
the one and the only "beautifull" dats wid too elles. |
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By: november60rain
27/09/2009
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Mind Games by Dimitris Varos
I am a waterfall in the desert.
A rain from a cloudless sky.
A well known but unborn child.
An insistence experience
that you never had.
I play mind games with your brain.
When you strike the keys and remember the sea
I come as indefinable memory.
When you look at your watch
and the time has passed
you feel me like a fleeting hallucination.
I play mind games with your brain.
I am nesting behind your eyes.
I am ranging through your dreams.
You are finding me in all of your desires.
In all of those are absent from you.
I play mind games with your brain.
I stand in the places that you cannot reach.
I exist where you cannot touch upon.
But I am what you always waiting for
I m what holds your life on.
I play mind games with your brain.
But I swear this is not a fun.
I feel unbearable loneliness.
Because I do not have a body
And you, that you have, refuse me yours
Live and let die :) |
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By: gworgeouswivbigsword
27/09/2009
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Me oh my what a hairy guy
is dees da fred
where da gals ees shy
FLY DIS KITE INTO DA SKY |
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By: gworgeouswivbigsword
27/09/2009
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Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again! |
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By: drama_queen15@rocketmail.com
27/09/2009
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By: liddee_lu
Something in the turn
of his head seen from
a distance
in his eyes
before he speaks
Catching
a sideways glimpse
of the winking out
even the stars
are mutable
Before he said a word
I knew him, and do still
and always will
the way he raised his hand
as if to emphasise the point
The final stroke
of a church clock
echoing
things left
unspoken
Conversations
lost in morning mist
but the unsaid things...
much older
than the hills
Between the lines
something shimmers
like first light
on the pages
of an open book
*smiles*
CAMERA < ACTION> ***sigggghsss**
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
27/09/2009
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Something in the way he moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way he woofs me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how
Somewhere in his smile he knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in his style that shows me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how
You're asking me Will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around and it may show
I don't know, I don't know
Something in the way he knows
And all I have to do is think of him
Something in the things he shows me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how
You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around and it may show
I don't know, I don't know
Something in the way he moves
Something in the way he knows
Something in the way he smiles
Something in the way he moves
Something in the way he smiles
Something |
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
27/09/2009
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"She Don't Have To Know"
Oohhhhhhh stealing moments just to be with you
Though its wrong its hard to tell the truth
But she don't have to know
She don't have to know
When I meet cha
I got my shades on to cover up my eyes
I'm hoping that nobody sees me passing by
Through my disguise
I still know you recognize
But you
I know you got a lil secret of your own
Sneaking out with me while your mans at home
You know your wrong
But its so strong still carrying on
I go
To the other side of town so I
Will never risk the chance of catching her eye
Cause she don't have to know
She don't have to know
Ooohhhh
Girl I know your doing the same thing too
But I wont tell your man the things we do oh no
Cause he don't have to know
He don't have to know
Someone's watching
We got to be careful next time or we're through
(creeping creeping)
Damn it's so stressful doing the dirt we do
So sad but true
And I know one day
I'm going to pay
Then you ask me
To sneak out of town for just a day or three
(1,2,3)
Go to dc and hold hands publicly
All through the streets
Cause they don't know you and they don't know me
Ohhhhhh
Ill feel sorry for mistake we've made
But there's no reason that we should tell her today
Ohhhhh
Though you give a lot of love to me
Girl I know I'm not the only one you see
But he don't have to know
He don't have to know
Ohm its getting crazy
I don't want to hurt my baby
And I know its supposed to be the last time for you and I
But let's not end this way
Wait another day. |
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
27/09/2009
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Your cheatin' heart will make you weep
You'll cry and cry and try to sleep
But slee-eep won't come the whole night through
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
When tears come down like fallin' rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll wa-alk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
Your chea-eatin' heart will pine some day
And crave the love you threw away
The ti-ime will come when you'll be blue
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
When tears come down like fallin' rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll wa-alk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you |
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
27/09/2009
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Last night all alone in a barroom I met a girl with a drink in her hand
She had ruby red lips and coal black hair and eyes that would tempt any man
Then she came and sat down at my table and as she placed her soft hands in mine
I found myself wanting to kiss her for temptation was flowing like wine
And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride
Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside
Then we danced and she whispered I need you
Take me away from here and be my man
Then I looked into her eyes and I saw it the reflection of my wedding band
And I was almost persuaded to let strange lips lead me on
Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and go home |
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
27/09/2009
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Don't Wanna Get Over You
i'm Not Here To Forget You, I'm Here To Recall
the Things We Used To Say And Do
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Haunt The Same Places We Used To Go
alone At A Table For Two
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Don't Want To Get Over You
they Ought To Give Me The Wurlitzer Prize
for All The Silver I Led Slide Down The Slot
playing Those Songs Sung Blue
help Me Remember You
i Don't Want To Get Over You
a Fresh Roll Of Quarters, Same Old Song
missing You Through And Through
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Don't Want To Get Over You
i Don't Want To Get Over You |
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By: lotoyespls
28/09/2009
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O whisky is the king of drinks,
Renowned the world oer,
But heres a word o caution,
Tae think of when ye pour.
Theres a certain combination,
That tastes so very good,
But when it hits your tummy,
And mixes with your food.
Thats when the trouble starts,
For yer pleasure hits overload,
And half an hour later,
Ye ll suddenly explode.
So there ye are in the pub,
Completely engulfed in flames,
And yer good wifes dashing home,
Tae lodge insurance claims.
Well now that I have told ye,
Dont say ye ve no been warned,
So dont try it oot yerself,
Or ye ll soon be being mourned.
(From No' Rabbie Burns) |
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By: mebeautiful33
28/09/2009
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She was the yin to his yang.
He was the dot to her "i".
When she was black or white,
he was her colors in between.
He finished her sentence
she felt his thoughts.
They understood from the inside out
because that's how they began.
She was the words and he the notes
together, an endless song.
He was her real after surreal dreams
she the pier where he anchored his soul.
He was the rope when all else pulled her away
she was his lamp in the dark.
Hers were the blue that mirrored the brown
in the looking glass eyes of the heart.
She was the soft to his hard
and when the door had closed
oh, when the lights blinked out ...
they were as both fire and ice
blurring the lines
between the she and the he
until he was time
she the clock
and together, an eternity. |
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By: mebeautiful33
28/09/2009
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What To Do About You
do I know you?
sometimes I'm sure I do
at times even better
than you know yourself
other times
I don't know you
at all
something is happening
I will agree
your words
have caught me up
in something big
and we have made
a real connection here
in a short time
do you know me?
you think you do
you've read
some parts of me
those I've sheared off
to rhyme
or not rhyme
but is that knowing?
one thing I know
for sure
your wants and desires
scare the hell out of me
and my instincts
tell me to run
and not look back
where do we go
from here?
... what to do about you |
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By: mebeautiful33
28/09/2009
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| *smiles* |
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By: lotoyespls
28/09/2009
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Frederick's Final Fantasy
Now Frederick lived in a little world of fantasy
that formerly led him to think he could fly.
And, not realising that this was a fallacy
he looked for a point that was high.
So he climbed up a pharos and threw himself forth
while simultaneously flapping his arms
and was fortunate to land on a microlight heading North
that saved him from all manner of harms.
And thus it was that Frederick's outlook remained jolly
for he had been given no reason to realise his folly.
This fantasy world that Frederick occupied
it is my feeling that this might
be the reason, that down the pub, suitably fortified,
our Frederick thought he could fight.
So a fellow bacchant he flicked on the ear
then fell as the man began to turn
who hit the next fella calmly drinking his beer
and got both thrown out of the tavern.
And thus it was that Frederick retained an outlook illusory
for he had been given no reason to realise his foolery.
So Frederick still lived in this fantasy world
where he felt he was a virile specimen
and, unfortunately this feeling further unfurled,
that Frederick was God's gift to women.
So it was that he came across the local virago
while imbued with a fatal pluck.
She had left many men no doubt where they could go
but Frederick fancied his luck.
And thus it was that Frederick finally realised his lunacy
and fortunately when recovered that was Frederick's final fantasy. |
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By: beautifull.dats2elles
28/09/2009
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this dumb thread hes neva ben renowned for its originality has it. more to do with what goes on bhind the scenes. yeah you better blardy *smile*. copycat dirty rat.
The one, the only "beautifull" dats wid too elles. |
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By: lotoyespls
28/09/2009
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| Why don't you two go and consummate your own thread..:D |
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By: beautifull.dats2elles
28/09/2009
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Ooooooooh shutup you pluddie geeeeek!
Cut, copy, paste queen. |
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By: lotoyespls
28/09/2009
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| hehehe......:D |
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By: lotoyespls
28/09/2009
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Usually at the helipad
I see them stumble-dance
across the hot asphalt
with crokersacks over their heads,
moving toward the interrogation huts,
thin-framed as box kites
of sticks & black silk
anticipating a hard wind
that'll tug & snatch them
out into space. I think
some must be laughing
under their dust-colored hoods,
knowing rockets are aimed
at Chu Lai--that the water's
evaporating & soon the nail
will make contact with metal.
How can anyone anywhere love
these half-broken figures
bent under the sky's brightness?
The weight they carry
is the soil we tread night & day.
Who can cry for them?
I've heard the old ones
are the hardest to break.
An arm twist, a combat boot
against the skull, a .45
jabbed into the mouth, nothing
works. When they start talking
with ancestors faint as camphor
smoke in pagodas, you know
you'll have to kill them
to get an answer.
Sunlight throws
scythes against the afternoon.
Everything's a heat mirage; a river
tugs at their slow feet.
I stand alone & amazed,
with a pill-happy door gunner
signaling for me to board the Cobra.
I remember how one day
I almost bowed to such figures
walking toward me, under
a corporal's ironclad stare.
I can't say why.
From a half-mile away
trees huddle together,
& the prisoners look like
marionettes hooked to strings of light |
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By: sultry.serena
28/09/2009
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The first time we touched, you held me so tight
that feeling I felt only felt so right.
Things were moving kind of fast and I felt ashamed
You made me feel so comfortable
and said no one is to blame.
You made love to me that night and also the next day
Things went fast I wondered what you would say,
You didn't say a word just held my hand,
That made me feel closer to you....
you were that perfect gentleman.
We are miles apart and I wonder when I will see you again,
I can't wait till I kiss you, hold you,
and just see you.... my friend. |
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By: sultry.serena
28/09/2009
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Steps moving back upstairs
Dressed in blue jeans tight
My room high in the loft
You take the steps tonight
Soon getting ready to bathe
I awaited for this hour
Slipping out of my robe
I turn towards the shower
Soon it will be togetherness
You will be caressing my skin
I will gently feel your hands
You now wink and step right in
In warm moistened fragrant oils
Bathing in your arms with me
Tonight we shower together
Our shower of sweet ecstasy |
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By: mebeautiful33
28/09/2009
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Staring up at the sky looking into the deepness.
My mind is drifting getting lost in the burning diamonds
shining their light upon me.
They radiate the love and passion
I feel deep inside myself right now.
I yearn for you to be with me tonight.
I savor each sensual kiss that bonds us.
Tonight, for the first time,
I am balanced between love and happiness.
My body aches for your tender touch.
I have to be honest, you're the only man I've ever wanted.
Feeling your warm soft breath on my neck
as you whisper sweet words
I've been longing to hear you say.
Words that prove the love you possess for me.
Moving together in synch as we become one body...
one heart, one soul--- one being.
The tension and pleasure that was built up between us,
now is released in a single massive explosion.
Soft cries and *** led words are the only sounds
that can be heard as we fall together
against the comfort of the bed.
The only blankets we use are each others arms
drowning into the peaceful hush of slumber. |
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By: serenasister@ymail.com
28/09/2009
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| You can not bare to see your thread drop away sultry/beautiful33? |
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