Novum Organum
In Bacon see the culminating prime
Of Anglo-Saxon intellect and crime.
He dies and Nature, settling his affairs,
Parts his endowments among us, his heirs:
To every one a pinch of brain for seed,
And, to develop it, a pinch of greed.
Each thrifty heir, to make the gift suffice,
Buries the talent to manure the vice.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Fairy Revels
Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue,
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.
Pinch him blue-
And pinch him black-
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead.
For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes,
Then to our midnight heidegye
The Sweetest Songs Of Peace
the angels have come this early morning
in the little room
in this little house
in this little island
in my little time
now they are singing the sweetest songs of peace
while i am sleeping
i must be dreaming
pinch me, pinch me
the islands line themselves like boats
like men and women in an array
in the order of things
lining up in this system
they are listening
i must be dreaming
pinch me! pinch me!
wake me! wake me up!
i must be dreaming
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Is It Time
Is it time...
To pay attention to a ticking clock.
Is it time...
Is it,
To stop and listen.
To what's been missing.
Is it time...
To open a door that locks.
Is it time...
To come out of a box.
Is it time...
For intervention.
With a pinch!
'OW.'
Is it time...
To fix what's missing.
Is it time...
To hear that ticking,
Is it time...
To stop all foolishness,
And distance from this quick.
Or is there time,
To fix what's missing.
Is it time...
To stop all foolishness,
And distance from it quick.
'Ow.'
Just want to give a little pinch,
To make sure you feel the intent.
'Ow.'
Just want to give a little pinch,
To make sure you feel the intent.
'Ow.'
Just want to give a little pinch...
To make sure you are there,
And aware...
Of the time!
Just want to give a little pinch,
To make sure you feel the intent.
'Ow.'
Just want to give a little pinch...
To make sure you are there,
And aware...
Of the time!
'Is it time? '
What do you think?
Nevermind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You aren’t a reject
You don’t buy all you like.
It will otherwise pinch your purse.
Women fail men she likes.
It will otherwise pinch her virtue
10.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To a Queen from Her Elf
I wake up and pinch myself;
It seems like a fantasy.
I’m a very lucky elf
And forever hope to be.
A little elf married to a queen
So gracious on her throne.
More beauty than I’ve ever seen
And she’s my very own.
I declare my pledge as an elf
To love her with all my heart.
Every day I’ll pinch myself,
As this dream again will start.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Parephila
Man by nature is a sadist.
He inflicts pain
Upon woman in bed.
He must nib, pinch and bite
Sensual parts of woman
To prepare her to orgasm.
Pain is pleasure in sex.
When it exceeds tolerance
It turn to parephila.
14.09.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Kiss and pinch
To pinch and kiss or to kiss and pinch-
The intention is same; hatred.
The reception is same: sore.
Kiss can’t erase or compensate the sore.
09.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Am I Dreamin
Am I dreaming baby?
Are you for real?
Things are kind of hazy
And my heads all cloudy inside (inside)
Now Ive heard talk of angels, baby
But never though I would have one to call mine
(never thought)
See you are just too good to be true
And I hope
Theres not some kinda mirage
With you, oh baby
1-am I dreaming
Am I just imagining youre here in my life
Am I dreaming
Pinch me to see if its real
Cuz my mind cant decide
Cuz my mind cant decide
No, no, no, no, no, oh
Will this last for one night
Or do I have you for a time
Please say that its forever
And that its not an illusion to my eye
And i, I hope
That you just dont up and disappear
My love I pray
That its not a hoax and its for real, oh
(rpt 1)
Hear me out now
Sometimes say that sometimes
I need you to show me girl
(oh baby, I need you)
Show me that youre not a mirage
(I need you)
I need you
Oh, I need you to pinch me baby
I need you to pinch me baby
Am i
Am I dreaming
Am I just imagining youre here in my life
Am I dreaming
Pinch me to see if its real
Cuz my mind cant decide
song performed by by Xscape
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Am I Dreamin
Am I dreaming baby?
Are you for real?
Things are kind of hazy
And my heads all cloudy inside (inside)
Now Ive heard talk of angels, baby
But never though I would have one to call mine
(never thought)
See you are just too good to be true
And I hope
Theres not some kinda mirage
With you, oh baby
1-am I dreaming
Am I just imagining youre here in my life
Am I dreaming
Pinch me to see if its real
Cuz my mind cant decide
Cuz my mind cant decide
No, no, no, no, no, oh
Will this last for one night
Or do I have you for a time
Please say that its forever
And that its not an illusion to my eye
And i, I hope
That you just dont up and disappear
My love I pray
That its not a hoax and its for real, oh
(rpt 1)
Hear me out now
Sometimes say that sometimes
I need you to show me girl
(oh baby, I need you)
Show me that youre not a mirage
(I need you)
I need you
Oh, I need you to pinch me baby
I need you to pinch me baby
Am i
Am I dreaming
Am I just imagining youre here in my life
Am I dreaming
Pinch me to see if its real
Cuz my mind cant decide
song performed by by Xscape
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I always feel more comfortable in chaotic surroundings. I don't know why that is. I think order is dull. There is something about this kind of desire for order, particularly in Anglo Saxon cultures, that drive out this ability for the streets to become a really exotic, amorphous, chaotic, organic place where ideas can, basically, develop.
quote by Malcolm Mclaren
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We All Could Use A Big Pinch
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
We all,
Have been 'there' in emotional need.
But choosing to be alone...
With those needs going unknown.
We all wish to be fed,
That which is in our hearts.
But expressed with hot heads.
We all want sometimes,
To be on someone else's mind.
Caring less...
They have their own desires to address.
And when that from them is confessed...
We then expose our centered selfishness.
Oh yes!
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
To leave...
Some with no choice but to voice,
Obscenities heard screaming...
To get that attention publicly!
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a...
OUCH!
Why did you do that?
~I thought that was a request.
For a message you needed help to get!
We 'all' could use a big pinch,
Of more commone sense.
With a feeling that is believed...
To leave no one unconvinced! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Years Are More Golden
When you pinched my butt,
Of course I knew.
I know it is muscular,
And it is attractive to you.
But why did you sneak,
Just one pinch?
I was waiting to be convinced,
You wanted to be screwed too!
That one pinch did for me...
A rising I forgot could lift.
Since I turned 62!
And so prepared was I.
But you just wanted to see what I would do.
How 'rude' of you!
These years are more golden,
Than ever I thought I would behold!
I don't want to hear you giggle.
I want to feel you sweat!
And submissive under my control.
Doing something we both will not soon forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Plumules and radicals
Ego is the plumule; lust is the radical.
Both branch as shoots and roots.
Both together blossom and seed.
To pinch both or either is dismal.
06.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Idiotic Idiom
The Anglo-Saxon idiom
Is a tax upon the brain
I mean, just what have cats and dogs
To do with heavy rain?
And if I'd like a cup of tea
(As often is my wish)
No problem, 'cause our kettle's
Never yet been full of fish.
Are people really 'all at sea'
When troubles they are braving?
And should men be commited
Just for laying crazy-paving?
You may have a funny feeling
Which can't be laughed about,
And how come something without legs,
Like money, can run out?
Yes English, to a foreign ear
Must seem a puzzling lingo,
And by the way, what kind of house
Do people win at bingo?
And don't go ringing 9 9 9
You'll only seem a liar
If adversaries now get on
Just like a house on fire.
I could go 'harping on'
At least until my pen 'ran out'
But you would get 'dog tired'
I haven't got the slightest doubt;
Suffice to say
This idiotic idiom on show
Is peculiarly English,
Well wouldn't you just know.
Written March 1996
poem by John Carter Brown
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Atma
Atma is the Self,
made of Prana, Mana and Vak:
Motion, Consciousness, and mater.
Intellect sheaths Atma;
Mind sheaths Intellect;
Senses sheath Mind;
Body sheaths Senses;
Aura sheaths Body.
Thus,
Rig, Yajur, Sama and Atherwa sum up.
Body includes brain.
Brain includes intellect,
And Consciousness.
So Body and Energy
Are the two parts
That join to make Life.
Thus,
Science approves of.
We deny not both statements,
one by subconscious mind
and the other by conscious mind.
That is why
Religion and Science coexist.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pantoum on Nature's Patience
Surviving all to seize the hour;
A firm reward: a solitary flower.
With pinch of time to propagate -
Of seed and chance, it must await.
A firm reward: a solitary flower,
But motionless, the dainty tower.
Of seed and chance, it must await
And not by dreams or wishing fate.
But motionless, the dainty tower -
Completion lies in gusty power,
And not by dreams or wishing fate.
Unmindful patience; whither date?
Completion lies in gusty power
To cast its genes by seed in shower.
Unmindful patience; whither date? -
To dance in wind, from taut and straight.
The bantam form remains sedate.
With pinch of time to propagate:
An airy blow it must devour,
Surviving all to seize the hour.
poem by Mark R Slaughter (2009)
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My Choice, Will Heaven Complain?
If heaven will complain
I don't know,
Endowed so much i am.
My many talents and outfits
Passions me in confusion
Stirring me to see as destiny.
But talent i know is not destiny
Talent, gift of nature nurtured by environ
Destiny, gift of nature nurtured by divinity.
Hands can thwart talent, but
The tick tack of clock even stop
Can't thwart destiny
No matter the weather.
It is inborn, you, yourself, yoursoul.
I don't care if family complain
For my choice,
But i don't know
If heaven will complain.
poem by Mcanthony C. Nwatu
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Heir Apparent
I came back to my old city
With fierce determination
And I couldnt find my way out of the station
Its all changed
You were there
Departing, starting
A trek I had once took
With that no-ones gonna stop me when I feel this way look
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You think its so easy, I tell you - it isnt
But you may change minds with your winning smile
I fell down in my old city
Such sad degradation
So I tried to make my way back to the station
You were still there
Gleaming and leaving
Wide-eyed and awestruck
Saying how can anybody hate me
If I love them first off ?
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You think its so easy, I tell you - it isnt
But you may change minds with your winning smile
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
But you may be ok, I dont know
Ill see you back here
In a few bruised years
Pray
Ill see you here
Ill see you here
Ill see you here
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You say that you want it, Im sure that youll get it
Theyll seduce your heart and then theyll slap your arse
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
song performed by by Morrissey
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Foreplay much matters [adults only]
Wave her hair, hold her head, pinch her nose
And press her hands. She is excited.
Lick her neck, kiss her cheeks, pinch the ears, Circle the navel and press the thighs and the belly.
She is aroused.
Lock her lips with yours, knead the breasts, Bite the nipples, lick the armpits
Circle the clitoris. She is charged.
Do cunnilingus. She is burning.
Enter her, toss her till she falls flat..
She will be yours years.
03.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Punishment Fits The Crime
I hear the bells of freedom chiming
And inside my heart I feel I'm dying
Wise guys never compromise
Then they loose their rights and they act surprised
Jail really cuts ya down to size
Let the punishment fit the crime
The footprints on the sand of time
The philosophy of warish crime
Make a man humble in his prime
You can go up
song performed by by Ramones from Brain Drain
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