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You know, I do speak the Queens English. It's just the wrong Queens that's all. It's over the 59th Street Bridge. It's not over the Atlantic Ocean.

quote by Cyndi Lauper
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I just produced Criminal, this remake of Nine Queens, and one of the things that appealed to me about Nine Queens is that it was a performance piece, and that's the most fun.

quote by Steven Soderbergh
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Firelight and Nightfall

The darkness steals the forms of all the queens,
But oh, the palms of his two black hands are red,
Inflamed with binding up the sheaves of dead
Hours that were once all glory and all queens.

And I remember all the sunny hours
Of queens in hyacinth and skies of gold,
And morning singing where the woods are scrolled
And diapered above the chaunting flowers.

Here lamps are white like snowdrops in the grass;
The town is like a churchyard, all so still
And grey now night is here; nor will
Another torn red sunset come to pass.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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An Open Letter To NYC

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
We come together on the subway cars
Diversity unified, whoever you are
We're doing fine on the One and Nine line
On the L we're doin' swell
On the number Ten bus we fight and fuss
'Cause we're thorough in the boroughs and that's a must
I remember when the Duece was all porno flicks
Running home after school to play PIX * 1
At lunch I'd go to Blimpies down on Montague Street
And hit the Fulton Street Mall for the sneakers on my feet
Dear New York I hope you're doing well
I know a lot's happen and you've been through hell
So, we give thanks for providing a home
Through your gates at Ellis Island we passed in droves
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
The L.I.E. the B.Q.E
Hippies at the band shell with the L.S.D.
Get my BVD's from VIM
You know I'm reppin' Manhattan the best I can
Stopped off at Bleeker Bob's got thrown out
Sneakin' in at 4:00 am after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off
From the South South Bronx on out to Queens Bridge
From Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge
From Castle Hill to the Lower East Side
From 1010 WINS to Live At Five
Dear New York this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can't say enough about all you do
'Cause in the city were ourselves and electric too
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone on
Life long we dedicate this song
Just a little something to show some respect
To the city that blends and mends and tests
Since 911 we're still livin'
And lovin' life we've been given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
Were lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust
Dear New York I know a lot has changed
2 towers down but you're still in the game
Home to many rejecting know one
Accepting peoples of all places, wherever they're from
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Your Bridge Of Love

The bridge,
Your bridge of love;
We salute you oh kings of Africa! !
The bridge,
Your bridge of love;
We salute you oh queens of Africa! !
And like an Island in Venice;
Nice, price, vice, mice, rice, ice, dice, lice, slice;
But very tantalizing and very vital to ylour heart!
For, this bridge of love is over your house.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Those of Manhattan are the brokers on Wall Street and they talk of people who went to the same colleges; those from Queens are margin clerks in the back offices and they speak of friends who live in the same neighborhood.

quote by Jimmy Breslin
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This Kingdom

Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
The wild and eerie winter is upon us,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.

Your solution to royalty is absolutely ahead,
The summer believed me, it was absoluteness,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?

We say and did formulae of chemistry in bed,
The same post of evil as absentmindedness,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.

Our results bespeak in front of the led,
The exact opposite of leading is malice,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?

When does the king seek kindness from the misled?
Your happiness is special with malpractice.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.

The understanding I sought was hunger to be read,
A shining example of pride is in books of passiveness.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?

poem by Naveed Akram
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Riverboat

Riverboat,
Revolution!
Light,
Darkness,
Stuff,
Selection,
Seed,
Weed,
Need,
Deed,
Heed!
In this world,
Back to life,
Queens,
Kings,
Juggling,
Watching,
Kings and Queens! !
The theory,
The story,
The history,
The glory!
With the pressure;
But, 'sorry' is a sorry word.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Farmer

Clad in shabby dress, stinks sweat,
A churlish who works day and night
In the field,
To speed up the pace of progress,
To continue the game of politics,
The destiny of kingdoms
Lies on his rough palms,
By dint of his being,
The kings are kings and
The queens are queens,
He is the father of civilization.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Bedroom (Sorrow Poem)

Narrow single fall-out bedroom fear,
Four poster dreaming fantasy love,
King size suite is playing-field empty,
Twin queens wondering if just for queens.

Hard or soft, big or small, no fun alone.

These sleepless thoughts caused,
By ever increasing jetlagged jetlag,
Which now feels more like hangover,
But incurable with a walk or hair of the dog.

poem by Ian Beckett
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Music and Vision Gives Kicks

Only two things can stupefy,
Women and Music, a twin barrel.
A decent woman and a melody
Can take me to Heaven.
To the rest, I am in oblivion.
Last night for eight hours, I was awake.
T. V. music and its queens kept me awake.
Libido rushed double the quantum.
Queens fed the eyes and music, the ears.
They in union induced my hormones.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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yes, what if God does not speak english at all?

you were not born yesterday
and probably heard it before

that if your God does not speak english
then he must not be God

of course, something arrogant
hangs in the air
of this effortless superiority that
'englishers'
'english-plongplangs'
clai m, which, of course, we
always oppose and dub
as prettry dumb silly

but anyhow, yes, we are asked again
what if?
what if, this God, does not really speak English?

well, of course, he is still God
and he must not have considered the english language
that important

and i agree, even if i speak it,
i still have this language
of my soul,

albeit, in english, for you,
who does not speak my own language,

yes, of course, for you to perhaps
understand,

but i like it though, this thought
that God does not speak
the english language, lest, he may sound

so englishly, oh well,
arrogant.....

dear God
do you really...not speak english?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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5 Green Queens & Jean

I recall the moment
Before it slipped away
When 5 green queens
On a black bin bag
Meant all the world to me
And I recall the moment
More distant than it seems
When 5 green queens
On a black bin bag
Meant all the world to me
And I recall the moment
Much closer than it seems
When 5 green queens
On a black bin bag
Meant all the world to me
And I recall the moment
Before it slipped away
When 5 green queens
On a black bin bag
Meant all the world to me
5 green queens & jean

song performed by by Pogues
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Kings And Queens

We live in a world with Kings and Queens –

who blind your eyes and steal your dreams,

for you hope to have a life’s that grand, but reality is –

you are tied to this land, this land controlled by a “Hierarchy” the ones
in power,

the ones who say we are “free” –society?

Paying taxes so the Kings and Queens can have a bigger treasury!

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Better outlet

Many poets in the past
Burst out their lust
For their unavailable Queens
In their refined Classics.
Pity! Their words were never heard by their Queens.

Faculty was at its best
As I burst out my quest
For my misfit Queen
In my outburst verses.
Gaiety! My words got to her hand.

The poets found their solace just
In ejaculation of their cries.
In me the solace is the ocean
For my cries reached the destination..
Who-else will get that sanction?

Ejaculation of desire is
The only source of their solace.
Insertion of desire in addition is
My source for greater solace.
If met with infusion, it is marvelous!

Ejaculation itself is pleasure.
If met with insertion it is erotic.
I am fortunate to be erotic.
08.06.99, Palakkad

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Spilled My Thoughts And Then My Soul

I spilled my thoughts and then my soul
On the
Atlantic Ocean
Today
The Atlantic Ocean
Washed my thoughts
Away first
Then Afterwards
The Atlantic Ocean washed my thoughts
Away

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Rulers

Who are these Kings, Queens and Rulers
that we see?
And what makes them any better than you or me?

Did our God create them to rule over men
and if He did then why, how or when?
No, I say this God I don't perceive.
We have created them. This I believe.
We acquiesed quietly, giving our consent.
My God did not make us to be subservient.

I believe way back in our history's past
something evil occured to make this last.
And so it continues right up to today
and the masses accept it as if it's fair play.
And who are these blue-bloods that conquer and rule?
These are not leaders They are too cruel.

These are the Kings, Queens and Rulers that we see.
And there's not a one of them
made like you or me.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Passionate Time

With such time of passion, we tread and bury
The crowned queens so quarrelling with kings of nations.
Their wondering heads wear those fitting decorations,
Round their skulls of glory.
Our hearts light with fervour, and glory utters a sound,
Unstable are the hearts of blood and gore, to make noise.
Round their skulls is sheer glory.
At the feet of the princesses are lots of tiny queens,
Just princes work with sad eyes to distribute effort.

poem by Naveed Akram
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-38

Decorative Dahlia (Dahlia)

They all parade to my awe
Chamomile, Cosmos, crysanthemum, Zinnia..

I need to set my vision right
'Best is who? ' I'm to elucidate

In vain I accept my inability
As all are queens of high beauty

Wonder what to do..'step back? '
'No'..a command takes me aback

Dahlia, all beauties in one..
With all her sisters in a run

Dahlia, Queen of queens by norm
As if Sun himself in her form

A discus of plentiful florets
Glowing illumed on her face

Leafy bracts helping her throng
No doubt she can be head-strong

So, I declare Dahlia the best
Smile leafing from her tuberous root

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Licia Sonnets 11

In Ida vale three queens the shepherd saw,
Queens of esteem, divine they were all three,
A sight of worth. But I a wonder shaw,
Their virtues all in one alone to be.
Licia the fair, surpassing Venus' pride,
(The matchless queen, commander of the gods,
When drawn with doves she in her pomp doth ride)
Hath far more beauty, and more grace by odds
Juno, Jove's wife, unmeet to make compare,
I grant a goddess, but not half so mild;
Minerva wise, a virtue, but not rare;
Yet these are mean, if that my love but smiled.
She them surpasseth, when their prides are full
As far as they surpass the meanest trull.

poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Can I Get a Witness?

If people are not reading...
That does not mean,
A comprehension is not welcomed.

If they are not feeding,
From beliefs...
They too are qualified,
To allow thinking to be done!

And as this ignorance is toasted and spread...
By some who are fed,
They can only achieve by keeping suppression,
Dealt to those oppressed instead.
A lowered standard of life...
Lowers below that of a flower bed.
And an acceptance only blooms,
A stench to climb like vines on fences.
Getting the attention,
Of hard thickened heads!

'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish.
When they perceive,
Themselves kings and queens.
And when they become,
Stung by all their madnesss...
They choose to speed up,
Their own suffering! '

Let us sway with the rhythm.
In dimmed lighting, please.

'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish! '

That's right...
Lower the lights.

'When they perceive,
Themselves as kings and queens.'

Pass the crumbs to those humming.

'When they become,
Stung by all their madness.'

Can I get a witness?

'They choose to speed up,
Their own suffering! '

Boo hoo
Boo hoo
Boo
Hoo
Hoooooo.
Bah dah dah boo hoo...

'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...

'When they perceive,
Themselves kings and queens.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...

'And when they become,
Stung by all their madnesss.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...