Mother Cat Spreads her Love
animals are animals
they have brain not
large enough to guide
them through propriety
which even then sometimes
can be assets to melt
all our hearts for them
here at my feet, below
a malay eating store
the warmest motherhood
laid sprawled, exemplified
a cat her fore and hind
limbs pointing different
heavens, leaves an abodmen
space large enough to
spread all her affections,
protection, and love
here her latest brood
a furry foursome mishmash
of white, yellow, brown and black
sprawl, some on top
of each other, at the
fountain of mom's fertile
spring, savouring the
mersmerising warmth
of love that flows in the
hynoptic, sleep and
growth inducing milk
the cat stares into us
so sedate and affectionately
lost in her motherhood,
we too are softly drawn into
her newly acquired contentment
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Man Gave Names To All The Animals
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to growl,
Big furry paws and he liked to howl,
Great big furry back and furry hair.
Ah, think Ill call it a bear.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled.
He saw milk comin out but he didnt know how.
Ah, think Ill call it a cow.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they werent too short.
It looked like there wasnt nothin that he couldnt pull.
Ah, think Ill call it a bull.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal leavin a muddy trail,
Real dirty face and a curly tail.
He wasnt too small and he wasnt too big.
Ah, think Ill call it a pig.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet,
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep.
Ah, think Ill call it a sheep.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass.
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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From The Moment
from the moment
you open your eyes
until the moment
you close your eyes
your children
are constantly
under your feet
always next to you
seeking you out
your presence touch
when they sleep
they want to be
always next to you
during a nap by day
long hours sleep by night
from the womb time
these are your babies
your little children
little minds personalities
like brood chicks
to mother hen
under your wing
they seek comfort
warmth security
love protection food
this love this bond
this motherhood
this is a gift divine
this blessing children
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Animals
I know what I need I need you
I cant see nothin else all I can see is you
I dont care what they say about my state of mind
I know whats good for me and you are just my kind
We are animals we are animals we are animals we are animals
I know what I want I want you
Shed your cloths forget your codes
You know this is nothing new
I smell your scent I taste your sweat
I feel this passion too
Lets trust our senses not our minds
Lets break all the rules
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
Come with me run with me leave this world behind
Come to me come with me I know that we will find
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music
song performed by by Nazareth
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Mindless Child Of Motherhood
Ive been traveling a long time,
To be just where you are.
In dreams I have seen you,
But you are so very far.
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
I was your friend,
I was a fool,
I feel for you, though were far apart.
I see your face,
Lost without trace,
I see your mind, just an empty space.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
I know that its not fair,
To bare a bastard son,
But why do you hide there,
When we could have shared a love?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
I was your friend,
I was a fool,
I feel for you, though were far apart.
I see your face,
Lost without trace,
I see your mind, just an empty space.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
To me.
song performed by by Kinks
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Visit Malaysia Year - Newton Food Court (State of Malacca)
Newton
every stall splashes its best
on the wall
Newton
Malacca's new age
hawkers
Here at Malacca Newton foodcourt is one of the model hawker's
food outlet. There are sections for Chinese, Indian and Malay food.
The Chinese cuisine can be found at the fore, the Indian at the side and the Malay at the back of the food court. Each hawker stall has his own space to showcase his food including in the form of large pictures on the wall. You see at the back of every stall, large tasteful fare such as satay, popiah, chi cheong fun, herbal soups, porridge, fried oysters, char koey tiaw among others. There are some 30 Chinese stalls,10 Malay and eight Indian stalls. The environment is clean with wooden tables and chairs, and large Chinese lanterns hanging from the ceiling. There are sections where one can dine open air styled.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Kya kahna (What to tell)
She was as innocent as water
And fell in love with a romantic hero.
He won one more feather to his cap.
She lost her only feather to his trap.
He is a hunter. She is a hunted.
What mercy could exude from a hunter?
A Viswamithra he became. A thrown
Out Meneka, she stood resolute.
She wanted not to eat a humble pie.
She wanted not to emulate Kunti.
She wanted to retain her motherhood.
Against all the law and all the ethics.
A monument her child might come,
That would humble him to fall at her feet,
Which she wanted, and rejected outright
To marry the former lover she shunned.
Murder not the motherhood
If moral or immoral.
Reject not the beloved
If a virgin or a victim.
Then would rebound the motherhood.
Then refined would be the beloved
[an abstract of a Hindi movie]
04.09.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Green Peace
Tall trees dance, winds sing past
Harmonic melodica, rain greets earth from universe part
Tall tees dance.
The fountain flows, in a winding groove a torrential chain
From a top a mountain, down the green plains
The fountain flows.
Nature in harmony, in contentment love of green picturesque
Birds sing, animals count mates nature's own peace in brick
Nature in harmony.
Green peace, heaven as stars wink and moon so bright up the sky
Sun's yellow rays strike, greet flowers and dance this day.
Green peace!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Dinosaur lover
the land reverberates
with the loud squel of the
dinosaur
'So you also value love.
Love however small moves.'
the boy pats the head of
the large large creature
the animal squels again
the boy cries and tells
the dinosaur to look after
himself
'Be careful, there are lots
of others out there who
are dangerous be careful, '
the boy keeps repeating
to the animals.
then he wipes the tears of his
eyes and says to the animal
'May God bless you, saur'
he walks away feeling better
the land reverberates with
the animal's squel of contentment,
comfort
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Into a Fountain of Pain
She can just touch
The warmth of his skin
She can just see
His tears cascade
Into a fountain of pain
His warmth is what she yearns for
His love is what she holds close to her heart
Then in one final attempt to feel his love once more
She brushes her hand softly against his cheek
Then kisses him softly as she fly's to heaven keep
Enveloping him in love so he remembers her in dreams
Farewell sweet love I will wait for thee above
Then fly's to heavens gate to await her one true love
poem by Kaila George
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My 3 J's
My oldest son
Motherhood so new
I learn as he grows
My middle son
Motherhood a little easier
I learn as he grows
My youngest son
Motherhood a breeze
I learn as he grows
My 3 J's have made me a mother, mother - in - law and grandmother
With love and forgivness I have learned
Everything is new
Never a little eaiser
Not always a breeze
With my 3 J's
I continue to learn as they grow
poem by Sheila Cooper
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Condensing evolution
condensing evolution
to five thousand years
time flips over creation
like children enthuse over
the pages of a pictorial book
men run like swarms of ants
turning from monkeys to suave
dandies, the hair losing their grip
and skins changing ala cameleon
black to white, to brown to yellow
the sea unleashes peaks
to scale the heavens and also
levels them to take our feet to
show us nature's fairer hands
lands embrace each other
like a family to eventually float away
never to see each other again
trees rush to grow themselves
taking us into their frenzied trail
that soon sees them high and
dry skeletal postures raising
a thousand fingers to the heavens
for their fate and fire up figments
of our imagination as to the lesson
they are pointing out to us right below
and animals they sprout beaks
wings, legs, hands, fingers, horns,
scales, fur, feathers, gills, lungs and
mind tugging protrusions a painting
that spews spontaneously from the pencil
of an ingenious noosey three year old -
fishes swim in azure sky, dinosaurs trumpet
into scarlet sky, a tarzan rescues her frail princess
a snake devours a lion and a monkey puts on an
apron to cook lunch for her brood while the moon
smiles and waves all the way from her luminuous throne
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Dinka, the good neighbours
Are the most peace-loving lions
Are the most war-loving lions
On the globe in past, present and future
If you’ are more peaceful animals
They are the most peaceful animals
If you more warlike animals
They are the most warlike animals
They love Caucasians, Negroes and Mongolians
But they hate cattle rushers of any race
They love all others animals
But they hate cattle eating animals
They love war like men love women
They hate war like mankind hate
Hunger/diseases/ thirsty
If you provocate /declare war on
They dance to the tune of the song
They don’t forget for million years
About a grudge/ war
Grudge doesn’t finish in their mind
War doesn’t woodworm
Children are borne for grudge
Be peaceful to them and they will be peaceful to you
Be violent to them and they will be violent to you
They like joking sport spears and run game with buffaloes, elephants etc.
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Bad Animals
They walk into the lobby
The pack in black
Heads are turning
But they don't look back
They must be crazy
Not buying in
Why these outsiders
Get to shock and offend
They're bad animals - bad animals
Got to swim upstream got a rebel seed
Bad animals - bad animals
Got to push the grain or go insane
Out here on the frontline
Our territory is nighttime
We walk the jungle line
We stay alive
Bad
song performed by by Heart from Bad Animals
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Sweet Sixteen, Welcome to Motherhood
The little boys of the hood
Introduced her to Motherhood
Is that good?
Sweet Sixteen, Sweet Sixteen
Welcome to Motherhood
Put on the tape and press rewind
Can you see what was on their minds?
Their quick fun release
Became your infectious disease
Sweet Sixteen, Sweet Sixteen
Welcome to Motherhood
Now is about money and food
Keeping warm with firewood
A young mother in a daughter
She’s got no more time to be rude
The little boys of the hood
Introduced her to Motherhood
If only she understood
They still go to school
She doesn’t!
Who's the fool?
2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I was less successful in my attempts to effect preventive vaccination against typhus by using the virus and in trying to produce large quantities of serum using large animals.
quote by Charles Jules Henry Nicole
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Striking up with a Cat
a cat - stripes yellowish back - walked past me
at the condominium some days ago
as i was waiting for my lift
he practically brought the house down
with his confident and assuring strides
he walked practically like a king - so proudly and
unfearful that it inspired courage -
how i wish i could do the same
brimming with admiration
i could not help calling out 'meow'
to the cat when it was feet away
and astutely came straight and lay herself down
like a pack of cards,
turning its front paws up
to welcome me to the warmth
in its furry paradise
i swam my feet over
the lithe and buoyant frame
as my elevated blood pressure
did not allow me to bend down to it -
how frustrated i was to miss
the good chance to have good time with this
fall-in-love-at-first-sight beloved animal
a woman who walked into
this red letter encounter
between us gave a marvelled look
before making her way to the lift
how affectionate animals can be
though our intelligence can be miles apart
how easily we can bond if
we care to bare our hearts out to each other,
she must have thought
we walked into the lift with the cat
still sprawled on the foor
i have been looking for
the same cat but it has yet
to make its much waited upon
kingly strides that have made
their way with triumph into my heart
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Early Spring Song
i am from a tropical land
anything above 10 degree C
i can take, anything below
i would be running for cover
lend me your hands
lend me your bossom
give me your love better still
so that i can feel the warmth
of spring again, the spring of life
sakuras have finally bloomed
abundant as the stars in the sky
waving to us all over
luscious white and pink
feverishly pirouetting to the
celebratory laughters and songs
below the grand looking trees
each a fairest belle, a keen
eager cheerleader out to inspire
each and everyone to embrace
the new season before time could
rob them of their perfect gifts
look into my eyes, lead me into
those mersmerising dilating windows
centrum of love, where the warmth of
spring hangs over as if it will never go away
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mishmash! Wish-wash! A LONELY FISH Washes Away in Troubled life Seas!
Among twinkling stars – blue, red, yellow, I am blue with lonely flu!
Among the glossy stars, I am a dark space, a black hole, a black dwarf;
My life sucks for lonely bucks, everything sucks by lonely heat blue,
Squashed inside, packed outside by lonely gravity sucks – it kicks me off!
Mishmash! Wish-wash! A lonely fish washes away in troubled life seas.
Cock-a-hoop! Cock a snook! Oh my god! Lonely fish weeps in sleep!
Night has started, brain is heated – a lonely man repeated word ‘awful’;
I read lonely book full, It can be harmful, and it can be dreadful;
My heart is filled with empty space, my mind killed in the rat race!
Life dies inside me; hope dies outside as no one is beside my face;
Mishmash! Wish-wash! A lonely fish washes away in troubled life seas.
Cock-a-hoop! Cock a snook! Oh my god! Lonely fish weeps in sleep!
Alone I am in blowing wind as I stood in dark ravine of lonely ground!
Alone I am, I heard a baying sound – a tiny translucent gray cloud;
Alone I am, it is the loudest noise in the silence – a howling cry!
Alone I am, it echoes everywhere – I can’t explain any more – I’m dry;
Mishmash! Wish-wash! A lonely fish washes away in troubled life seas.
Cock-a-hoop! Cock a snook! Oh my god! Lonely fish weeps in sleep!
Alone I am wherever I go; alone I am whatever I do, I’m a lonely flower;
Alone I am in depression, alone I am in frustration – oh lonely sparrow!
Alone I am in today, alone I am tomorrow – all the time in sorrow....
Alone I am – lift me up, alone I am – help me out of the lonely river.
Mishmash! Wish-wash! A lonely fish washes away in troubled life seas.
Cock-a-hoop! Cock a snook! Oh my god! Lonely fish weeps in sleep!
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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Spring is....... by Lawrence Brophy
One lovely plant blowing across the beach
Two old ants walking across the grass
Three sweet fish jumping over the water
Four nice frogs leaping under a blooming flower
Five crazy ducks swimming in the pool
Six black bats flying towards the animals
Seven yellow flowers swaying to the music of the wind
Eight large people sleeping near the pond
Nine perfect lambs bounding past the leaves
Ten mad bumblebees flying at the beach
poem by Ejiro Okoro
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Buccaneers of love
Buccaneers of love
In the love legends
Not resembling the angels
But they are prophets of the hearts
Their revelation
The true love
The endless love
The renewed love
Appreciating love
Living for the love
Dying for the love
Buccaneers of love
Prophets of the hearts
Their souls are innocent
Swimming in the sky
To rain their dreams
And they are swimming
In space of the longing
To rain the hope
Buccaneers of love
Prophets of the hearts
Under hearts angles
They are shadowing
And they are sucking
The wine nectar
From lips of lovers
Not robbing the shyness
And not assassinating tears
Not hurting the feelings
Buccaneers of love
Prophets of the hearts
A toast of the evening
A toast of the morning
Adoring the evening
Adoring the morning
Coloring the seashores
With affections
Besieging the hearts
With feelings
Besieging the eyes
With beauty
Buccaneers of love
Prophets of the hearts
Waiting for the night
To feel with the warmth of chests
When the lips melt
And the bodies burn
For beginning love
Buccaneers of love
Prophets of the hearts
poem by Naji Almurisi
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