Donkey Tears
Legs follow, each, in dust
Flies, they fly,
Wounds they lick,
Heavy, pregnant sacks,
A whip cracks
A journey from, morn to dusk
The palate is dry,
Wound festers, a tear drops,
Thought I saw Donkey tears!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Donkey Tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Spero, che fai l'asino sul serio per un po'
E se fai il ballo dell'asino, io ci sto
Xch le tue parole, sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
E per ricordarti, di dimenticare
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Ora, gi in citt, c' una blue crayola
di cioccolata ya e si chiama Lola
Xch i tuoi occhi adesso sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
Chiameremo felicit, la disperazione.
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua bocca di miele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua luna di fiele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
song performed by by Zucchero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Tear Drops Of An Angel
the parts in the () are talking...its a song
(Hello,
Wait what,
Slow down,
I cannot understand you,
Why are you crying?)
I guess it was better you found out now,
I could not keep on living this lie,
You were the first girl.
Stop crying, dear,
Your tear drops are flying, dear,
They are drying, dear,
You are dieing, dear.
Tear drops of an angel,
The sweetest cry I can hear,
Stop your crying now dear,
For my heart, you are shattering.
Tear drops of an angel,
The darkest curse of my heart,
Crimson tears fall from your eyes,
Breaking me with each drop.
Tear drops of an angel…
Tear drops of an angel…
Tear drops of an angel…
I am sorry I cheated, dear,
It was a weakness, dear,
It was my fault, dear,
A sin of the flesh, dear.
Tear drops of an angel,
The sweetest cry I can hear,
Stop your crying now, dear,
For my heart, you are shattering.
Tear drops of an angel,
The darkest curse of my heart,
Crimson tears fall from your eyes,
Breaking me with each drop.
Tear drops of an angel…
Tear drops of an angel…
Tear drops of an angel…
poem by Evan Skora
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Little Toy Soldier
Once upon a time there was a toy soldier and he lived in the play room
Once upon a time there was a toy soldier with a whip lash in his hand
And every night little girl sadie would take all her clothes off and wind up the toy soldier and he raised his whip and said
On your knees little sadie
Little sadie on your knees
Taste the whip and love might given likely
Taste the whip and bleed for me
Little sadie loved her little toy soldier
And she run home from school each day
Little sadie loved her little toy soldier
And she locked her door so she could play
Little sadie got ambitious
And wound the clockworks so to tighter
So he could whip her harder and harder
On your knees little sadie
Little sadie on your knees
Taste the whip and love might given likely
Taste the whip and bleed for me
One day sadie wound and wound
And wound and wound
And wound and wound
Til suddenly the little toy soldier spring, went. . .
(ugly, beat her to death)
Ahhhh
Cough, cough, cough
song performed by by David Bowie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A knife-wound heals, but a tongue wound festers.
A knife-wound heals, but a tongue-wound festers.
An Old Donkey For Sale
'A donkey for sale' the old man cried
And the crowd went to see the donkey.
It was as old as he - the crowd felt.
'An old donkey for sale ' the old man still cried-
But no new crowd was there to see it.
An odd man came enquiring all the way
'Where can I get an old donkey for myself? '
Then he heard the old man cry 'An old donkey for sale'
And the odd man rushed to him and his donkey.
But he said to the old man, ' The donkey isn`t really old'.
The old man and his donkey are still treading the paths,
The crowds still find the donkey and the man old alike.
The odd man never stops his search for an old donkey.
But a world never emerges at all -
That one can understand the diametrical human minds.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Lonely tear drops.
lonely tears drops fall from my eye's hit's
my paper with notthing by it side.
lonely tears drops fall as I close
my eye's fall down my face and
hit's my shoe.
lonely tear drops fall's as i cried's
wanted to be love but get no
relpy.
I try in try to stop crying but the
tear dropp will not stop falling.
poem by Robin King
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini
WHIP IT
DEVO
crack that whip
give the past the slip
step on a crack
break your momma's back
when a problem comes along
you must whip it
before the cream sits out too long
you must whip it
when something's going wrong
you must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
when a good time turns around
you must whip it
you will never live it down
unless you whip it
no one gets their way
until they whip it
i say whip it
whip it good
song performed by by Devo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Still Life With Burros
A redundant whip in a whipped boy's hand
loudly cracks.
Sway backs are unburdened by little cries
which simpler crickets take to heart.
Their singing legs suddenly still to sighs.
poem by Warren Falcon
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Star Journeys: Accelerando
And if, in our onward Journey...
Universes of thought, decision
Leave us behind...
They will be heeded by those
Ahead of us...
And if, in our onward Journey...
We do not see those
Ahead of us...
Know they leave paths
For us to follow...
And so, in our onward Journey...
Know that those who have
Gone before us...
Have left Star-Glow
To Light our way...
Star-Dust paths
For our weary feet...
The arms of Eternity
To hold us a short while...
Then, set us on the next part of
Our Journey.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Whip It (Death Metal Version)
crack that whip
give the past the slip
step on a crack
break your momma's back
when a problem comes along
you must whip it
before the cream sits out too long
you must whip it
when something's going wrong
you must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
when a good time turns around
you must whip it
you will never live it down
unless you whip it
no one gets their way
until they whip it
i say whip it
whip it good
song performed by by Moby
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Whip It
Crack that whip
Give the past the slip
Step on a crack
Break your mommas back
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sits out too long
You must whip it
When somethings going wrong
You must whip it
Now whip it
Into shape
Shape it up
Get straight
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
Its not too late
To whip it
Whip it good
When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets their way
Until they whip it
I say whip it
Whip it good
song performed by by Moby
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Whip It
Crack that whip
Give the past the slip
Step on a crack
Break your mommas back
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sits out too long
You must whip it
When somethings going wrong
You must whip it
Now whip it
Into shape
Shape it up
Get straight
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
Its not too late
To whip it
Whip it good
When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets their way
Until they whip it
I say whip it
Whip it good
song performed by by Face To Face
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Hamlet: Why should the poor be flatter’d?
No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,
And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee
Where thrift may follow fawning.
line from Hamlet, Act III, Scene 2 by William Shakespeare (1599)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
Vote! | Copy! | In Romanian
‘Dogo Erectus’!
Standing on its hind-legs,
Wagging its long tail,
Panting with its tongue out,
Without its fore-legs!
Stands a dog so freak-born,
Until dusk, from morn;
Passers-by go pat him,
Giving things to eat!
Smiling canine always,
Walks like human beings;
With its hind-legs strong as
A Kangaroo’s back-feet!
Thrilling all the people,
Peering at the beast;
Stupefying crowds that
Throng to see his feat!
Living with just hind-legs,
The dog can’t go on fours;
Smiling to the people,
Everywhere, he goes.
Having just but two legs,
The dog walks, runs so neat;
‘What undaunted soul, God! ’
Say people on the street.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-26-2008
poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Upon The Whipping Of The Top
Tis with the whip the boy sets up the top,
The whip makes it run round upon its toe;
The whip makes it hither and thither hop:
'Tis with the whip the top is made to go.
Comparison.
Our legalist is like unto this top,
Without a whip he doth not duty do;
Let Moses whip him, he will skip and hop;
Forbear to whip, he'll neither stand nor go.
poem by John Bunyan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Trinckle, Drops
TRICKLE, drops! my blue veins leaving!
O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,
Candid, from me falling--drip, bleeding drops,
From wounds made to free you whence you were prison'd,
From my face--from my forehead and lips,
From my breast--from within where I was conceal'd--press forth, red
drops--confession drops;
Stain every page--stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody
drops;
Let them know your scarlet heat--let them glisten;
Saturate them with yourself, all ashamed and wet;
Glow upon all I have written, or shall write, bleeding drops; 10
Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops.
poem by Walt Whitman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Lake of Frozen Tears
To Love No More
is a dreary trek,
a trudge across
frozen ice above
a Lake of Frozen Tears
shed
over Love Lost.
I see the Pillar of Lost Esteem
brimming with weepings;
a Wall of Broken Hearts
each telling their story
in the cacophony;
an Ocean of Salted Wounds
tossed onto the Shores of Unrequited Love.
To Love No More
is to begin
a journey
no one wants to take
or reach that destination
we all know is Despair Complete.
Along the way
I see those who gave up;
who've sowed
Anger-Plants to mark their passing;
Anger Plants growing in
the Jungle of Bitter Regrets
and Harsh Regards.
Swaying plants lash out
when you pass,
crimson stripes on your legs
while below your feet
there are the small raging mind-sets,
strewn with scattered
weeping
abandoned
friends.
There are hordes of Self-Flagulatters
and Blamers
who fly overhead
dropping stones-
whispering names
and recriminations;
hordes trekking on and on.
I am buffeted, reeling;
and
my footing is unstable;
because cracks below my feet
reveal
Mental Instabilities
reaching up
as I walk by
grabbing my legs,
trying to pull me down
below to
bottom-less gravity.
A man says to me
'Follow me
I am lost too.'
A woman says
'Let's drink blood'
I stall on this path,
for it is clear
to Love Again
in all its hurts
cannot be worse
than this.
The Horrifics stare at me
as I pass
saying:
'Don't come back here.
You don't really belong.
You are not really dead inside.'
I guess I'd prefer
the risk Loving Once More
and inch
toward feeling again
rather than visit this place
again.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Drops Of Poetry
Drops of Poetry,
on my mind,
soaking in memories,
of things I remember,
of long ago.
Pouring down drops
on to my heart, releasing
my inner thoughts,
from this soul I have,
to write things that
must be told,
love that escaped
from my life, never
more to be seen.
Hurt, tears, broken
dreams torn away
from me, like a falling
star that becomes
just dust in the air.
Drops of Poetry so
clear is it now,
my body so wet,
from these drops
of poetry that stands,
all around me,
in the mist that
i now see,
my whole body
has been cleansed,
from all of these
drops of poetry.
wrote 3-15-07