Quotes about slur
Girl Eyes
It said "Fok Karina" on the wall we were leaning
I get a feeling and she starts to grin
Adjusted my pants as my face turns to red
Foresight is so often blind
Just take the 2 to the 134
But first take the elevator to my floor
It's good to be bad if it's better than bored
Foresight is so often blind
Slur to a favorite rhyme
Girl eyes tend to hypnotize
The trance is so divine
Decide to be the reason why
I stay another night
Vodkareening through the hotel door
Guilty is really a choice and a chore
It's good to be bad if it's better than bored
Foresight is so often blind
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song performed by Eve 6 from Horoscope
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Sounds into sounds slur
as ephemeral pods burst
into broad Scots burr.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (10 January 1993)
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When a woman drinks it's as if an animal were drinking, or a child. Alcoholism is scandalous in a woman, and a female alcoholic is rare, a serious matter. It's a slur on the divine in our nature.
quote by Marguerite Duras
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These Are All Of Us
what i hear is a life
that does not rhyme
i write what i hear
to your chagrin
and then i draw the beauty
left of the chaos
upon the mounds of the
earth
upon the sands of the
desert
you must see what we
have not seen
you must start to hear
the beauty of a slur
these are real and
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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D'Railed
Endless prancing in a down pour of rain
Always hoping to dance in sunshine again
Try to speak but stutter in a fainted slur
Mirror image is fading into a tainted blur
Animated color feelings in a dull plush
Emotions all spread out in an open crush
Mentality smothering a simple physical task
Heart drowning spirit in a deep bloody bash
(7/03/09)
poem by Arthur Garcia
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A full or part time
What is part time love or full time?
It is not to be object prime
love is not commodity
it has to be blended with fine quality
it is slur on the name of sacred bond
Everybody adore it and are secretly fond of
it can't be brought in at once or traded
The fragrance and sweetness may sometimes be faded
how could it be exchanged even for silly thought?
so much upheaval and many wars have been fought
The opinion or discussion can't be sought
it is totally absurd to opine and get caught
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Out From The Woodwork
Out from the woodwork,
They have come to slur.
Hoping to stir up grudges...
And smear more sludge,
To antagonize those already angered.
On a campaign that remains negative.
To spew more swill,
From their burrowed crevices.
And they are given the attention sought.
To agonize those with an onslaught of their venom.
But they are the ones with their backs up against a wall.
Hoping a self praise,
Will erase their misdeeds...
From those too blind to see,
The sleaze from which they breed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Starlit Garden Grey With Dew
Some starlit garden grey with dew,
Some chamber flushed with wine and fire,
What matters where, so I and you
Are worthy our desire?
Behind, a past that scolds and jeers
For ungirt loins and lamps unlit;
In front, the unmanageable years,
The trap upon the Pit;
Think on the shame of dreams for deeds,
The scandal of unnatural strife,
The slur upon immortal needs,
The treason done to life:
Arise! no more a living lie,
And with me quicken and control
Some memory that shall magnify
The universal Soul.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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Annex The Belief
A dialogue with fear,
to end the thought,
was walking alone on the edge of death.
All the mercy of life was with it.
Gone were the waves,
whispering, back to the sea of mundane paucities.
The sky and the pain were there.
Again a question of collective guilt was rising.
So much noise was coming
without any resemblance
with the damaged certainties.
An act of voiceless jealousy was starting for the ethnic slur.
It will not disappear
a conjugation between light and dark.
Can truth annex the belief
with a half hitch?
poem by Satish Verma
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Vanity
A wan sky greener than the lawn,
A wan lawn paler than the sky.
She gave a flower into my hand,
And all the hours of eve went by.
Who knows what round the corner waits
To smite? If shipwreck, snare, or slur
Shall leave me with a head to lift,
Worthy of him that spoke with her.
A wan sky greener than the lawn,
A wan lawn paler than the sky.
She gave a flower into my hand,
And all the days of life went by.
Live ill or well, this thing is mine,
From all I guard it, ill or well.
One tawdry, tattered, faded flower
To show the jealous kings in hell.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
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