~ Holy Milk ~
~ HOLY MILK ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
16 February 2010.
Cyclic weeping
Overdue
Love flowething
Thro’ virgin breast
O’ Holy Milk
Who made it happen
Fracturing fragrance of trust?
O’ Fille
Punishment of
Dwarfing forgiveness
Give why?
O’ breast feel jamboree
Nip inertia embarrassment.
From gentled breast
Deliver deathless lovehope
Share him hear
Vouched euphonic motherhood
Spilling relentlessly! Ooohing!
Mete mansion for
Beau’s face
In sousing tear
Assign you dear
Unborn to honor
As riches from love
Not lurid lust.
‘Tis Sanctifier.
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Bon Jour Me With Holi
~ GREETINGS OF HOLY HOLI ~
MS. NIVEDITA
UK
18 February 2010
May life…poetry
Bring colorful euphony
To encolor you…
Thro’ your poetry
I want to be soused in
Rainbowy Vibgyor
And feel the rapture thro’
The indulgence
Sitting by your side
In endless flowery grove
Flood gate…of minstrel
The key you please open…
Bon jour me with Holi... :) ... :)
niv
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~ Biopsychic ~
~ BIOPSYCHIC ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
27 February 26,2010
[Humble submission: BIOSPYCHIC … not used in textual concept…word coupling Biopsy + Psychic = Biopsychic…careful reading will make it clear.~ niv]
Floating silvery clouds
Vocalize vibe in me
Fragranced rummy zephyr
Flutter booze bosom
Youngish splurge spring
Ooohing nerve tentacles
Azure sky oozing smile
Concert of fragrance.
Everything seen
Appears matchless
Tumultuous blood
Horripilate embrace
Why me?
Biopsychic ~ Omigod!
‘Tis Lovesickness
Metastasized in
Allness and fullness.
O’ My Beau
I’m incurably yours
In union separation
In dilemma of
Yes no
Swing deswing of
Hope despair.
Sitting face to face
Eyes on eyes
Souls soaked sloshed
Rill romance minstrel
Overflowing silent tryst
Under canopy cajole
Why not
Indulge in lofty leisure?
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~ Jaunt In Vibe Viagra ~
~ JAUNT IN VIBE VIAGRA ~
MS. NIVEDITA
UK
8 March 8,2010
Damsel to Beau:
Perpetually I come
Go back, …Poetically
I come…Go back
Want to be not
Anymore but.
Elude every eye
Kibosh all blush
Loom n’ bloom
Why not in you?
Jaunt in your vibe Viagra
Raft with you in Niagara.
With noetic nosegay … I say
You’ll endear …You’ll share
You’ll hear…I’m here
I’m there…I’m everywhere.
My inveigle integrality
Dewed espying gaga zippy
Lovesoaked … Assignation
Conjoin in the fiesta O’ Dear.
No poseur I’m
But En esse éclat
Your fille gala gitana!
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[Emotional Commemoration of World Woman’s Centenary Day....my humble posy bouquet to about half of the population of this planet of which about 60 % are within 30 years of age group.~ niv]
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~ Make Me Your Me ~
~ MAKE ME YOUR ME ~
Ms. Nivedita
25.09.09
UK
Your love
I club.
Your love
My decor blurb.
In my hub
Feelings echoing.
Fill my tub
Effulgently spilling.
Say
Hey
Oi
Oy
Love me why?
Tie me why?
I’m itsy-bitsy
I’m itty-bitty
I’m wee
Make me your me
If so
I’ll say okey-dokey!
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~ In Euphonic Yo-Yo ~
~ In Euphonic Yo-Yo ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
21 September 2010
Sorrows are hollow
Why mop n’ swallow
Why yell ouch ow?
Erase n’ eschew
Muffle fuddle foe woe
Low n’ lull all low
Sow n’ souse marrow.
In Euphonic Yo-Yo
Explore inner éclat El Dorado
Immix in melody mellow
Gleam n’ glow n’ wallow
In bedecked minstrel Yoo Hoo
Dance douse with Divine Billow.
Zoom n’ yep n’ uh-huh with ~
Ooh Yo!
Wreath Wow! !
Ye Jane Joe! ! !
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Glossary with humility I’m giving what I tried to express.:
[1] Marrow ~ Most vital part of some idea..
[2] Wallow [Verb] ~ Be ecstatic with joy.
[3] Yoo Hoo ~ Gain someone's attention.
[4] Ooh [Verb] ~ Express admiration and pleasure.
[5] Yo ~. An informal address to one whose name is not known to another [Hi, Hey]
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2Oth WHO WBW Celebrations: Breast-milk is Still, the Very Best!
‘Breast-milk is best, ' most doctors surely vouch,
By working mothers or one sick on couch;
It gives the babe, the human warmth and touch!
Only the lazy moms would try to grouch!
The first secreted milk Colostrum's, good,
With nutrients, immune bodies - great food!
To give her baby this, all mothers should;
Turn weak if 'tis denied, the baby could.
The Almighty destined Eve bear children
With labour-pains, and raise them up even;
The suckling-reflex too comes from heaven;
Breast-milk is best - a fact, long back proven!
Contents are ideal for the child always;
Container's ready, hygienic all days;
Matching the baby's hunger, sucking pace,
Breast-milk has kept healthy, the human race!
Milk gently comes through nipple's holes like spray!
The mother burns more calories each day;
‘The lactose suits the baby', people say;
The uterus gets back to size this way!
No formula can replace breast-milk's place!
Breast-milk is clean, sterile in every case;
The baby's brain and gaze well-developed stays;
The habit builds a bond of love that pays!
Breast-feeding does not affect maiden's form;
'Tis natural for mothers, does no harm;
It keeps the baby snug, busy and warm;
Well breast-fed baby stays happy and calm!
‘For babies' sake, let mothers learn the craft;
Breast-feeding is an art that should be taught;
The mind and hormones play a magic role;
It helps mother-hood to achieve its goal! '
‘Understanding the past - Planning the future! '
Dedicated by the Dean, IRT PMC Perundurai, TN, India
To all mothers and would-be mothers, world-wide.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-12
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Again and Again and Again
You said the anger would come back
just as the love did.
I have a black look I do not
like. It is a mask I try on.
I migrate toward it and its frog
sits on my lips and defecates.
It is old. It is also a pauper.
I have tried to keep it on a diet.
I give it no unction.
There is a good look that I wear
like a blood clot. I have
sewn it over my left breast.
I have made a vocation of it.
Lust has taken plant in it
and I have placed you and your
child at its milk tip.
Oh the blackness is murderous
and the milk tip is brimming
and each machine is working
and I will kiss you when
I cut up one dozen new men
and you will die somewhat,
again and again.
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~ Epitapoetry ~
~ EPITAPOETRY ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
February 6,2009.
WELL, SHE CAN’'T SAY...
CAN....GUESS...?
BUT WILL BE...
WHAT...?
STILL WITH A BUT...!
SHE IS MELTING...
LIKE DICHOTOMUS CANDLE...
THE OFT DESTINY...
OF AN UNSUNG...
WHO’S COPULSION...
STAY UNKNOWN...
POETRY IN BREAST...
LOOKING FOR A ‘LOVE WOMB’...
TO BE EMBRYOED AGAIN...
TO GET A CARE OF MOTHER...
FOR HER LOVE...POETRY…
LONG AND LONG...
WHO WILL SORROUGATE HER…
'LOVE WOMB'...? ?
UNENDINGLY...
CEASELESSLY...
LIKE EV’R FLOWING RIVER...
BUT NOT IN HEART...
HEATRS ARE…
WORDLESS…
TRUSTLESS...
HUMU RLESS...
PARCHED SAND...
WHY...? ? ?
SHE CARES NOT TO KNOW…!
LO! EMBRYOD…! !
WHERE E’ER CONVERSING…
ARGUMENTATING SOLLIQUIZING …
WITH CONSCIOUS SUBCONSCIOUS…
ON FUTILITY UTILITY FUTURE …
OR EPITAPH OF POETRY…?
BYTES AFTER BYTES…
NIGHTS AFTER NIGHTS…
FINALLY POETRY CEDED …
WALKOVER MINUS STOPOV’R…
TO EPHITAP…
UNDECIDED LAST LINE…
'EV’RUNBORN EPITAPOETRY'
BYTES AFTER BYTES…
NIGHTS AFTER NIGHTS…!
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~ End Not My Inner Swash Slush ~
~ End Not My Inner Swash Slush ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
3 August 2010
Facing infinite sky
Wreathing garland
On your seductress lap
For whom knows who?
Inebriating zephyr
Brings mellow music
So near next spree bilk
Gaga gala gaze why?
Mesmeric mudra
Is it fugacious virtual or
Redundant real unveil
Not why O’ You?
Twilight twinkling stars
Honeying candying me
Time to be in unison dialogue
Can’t listen O’ You?
Why swing my bosom
By your breezy glance
Those fluffy taps pat dab
Shudder my all being.
O’ Nimble spree your
Euphonic balletic fingers’
Wreathing garland
Bedecking billowing
Of seductress lap
Park in my tote trove
As lucullan opulent riches.
End Not My Inner Swash Slush.
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~ Ms. Niv Waiting ~
MS. NIV WAITING
Ms. Nivedita
10.11.09.
UK
Crimson sun shirt
Azure sky baggy beau
Watch assassinating time
Rose of light dimming out.
Liquid diamond love
Dropping out,
Bunking out,
Melting out betwixt
Tapered balletic fingers
Silhouette fading
At distant stoic sky
Kissing hazy-fuzzy horizon.
Entirety limning off
Come on O’ Beau
Picasso’s angled
Effervescence dame
In outré outfit
Ms. Niv waiting
But still.
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~ Recipe Of My First Kiss ~
RECIPE OF MY FIRST KISS
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
26.11.09.
‘Why you’,
Dame says,
‘Fear hiss
In first kiss? ’
~ DAME RECIPING ~
[1] Recipe of
Lip-Lock liquor
Brewing in
5 square centimeter
Lip arena beaut emitter.
[2] Adding: ~
Pentabyte of evocation,
Giga calorie of
Ebullient emotion,
Zillion luxe of imagination.
.
[3] Hues of lips’
Are crisscrossing
Tongues’ balleting
Mouth fresheners’
Fragrance swapping
Saliva immixing
[Of 10 ml LOL! ].
~ A FEW MINUTES AFTER ~
Propinquity...
Proximity…
Closing…
Nearing n’ togethering
Passionate conjoining
Heart beats merging
Pooch-ing n’ Pooch-ing
Lips splicing
Quivering n’ fluttering.
.
Hiked adrenaline
Feelings steeping
Deepening n’ diving
Smothering enlivening
Euphoriant levitating.
Voluptuous liquid firing
Every cells dancing
Flutter n’ quivering
Tipsiness joyous greening
Infatuation drinking
Unioned lapping
Solace gulping.
~ FINALLY ~
Dame says,
Hey Beau
It’s relation just
Zeroed lust!
First kiss
Why you
Fear hiss?
No: Its
Flowething bliss.
Happened like must
Juxtaposition of
Four lips in trust.
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~ Tango Tarantism Without Ta-Ra ~
~ Tango Tarantism Without Ta-Ra ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
May 8,2010
Fear to unyoke in fire
Why not be deuced dare?
Omigod! Strong man
Why illusion of cobra?
I’m yippee hurrah
Tango without ta-ra
Feel my bohemian bora.
Afraid of chicky lu lu lolol
Lap squelch me in soulful bowl.
Rear
Mindset of
Don’t care!
Share n’
Bear in abode tire
Cuddlefiddle me as dear.
A stripe dotty tipsier
Steer tutelage reader
By poetic unzipper
Your goofy gaud Gaga
Cache in my raga Saga!
Meet the Micromega
Me Ms Nirvana Nivedita! !
Pliss join the fest of
Tango Tarantism Without Ta-Ra.
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~ Lo: Gotten Divine ~
~ Lo: Gotten Divine ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
April 3,2010
Conquer Canine
Morph malign
Bloom benign
Lo ~
Gotten Divine!
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~ Fuss for Un-Gotten why then? ~
~ Fuss for Un-Gotten why then? ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 18,2010
Getting is but getting
Clichéd staled stereotyping!
Not getting is
Not truly ~ not getting
But getting much n’ more.
What we don’t get
Actually that is
Wow ~
Gotten the lush lavish
Luxuriant Un-Gotten!
Catch catharsis in Un-Gotten pliss!
Fuss for Un-Gotten why then?
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~ Omni Pervading Mother ~
~ OMNI PERVADING MOTHER ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
April 28,2010.
[Humble submission: This poem with humility consecrated to Sr. Poet Mom Almeda Knight on her 75th birth day 26th April by a wee daughter from India. From whom I received motherly care guidance and support all thro’ especially in my blue poetic days. I’m indeed a feeble poet to glorify poetically any Mom, so the fountainhead of emotion RNT I’d to bow before and owe from ~ niv]
O Dear
Universe captivating
Charming
Mother O Dear
Sun illuminated
Pure earth
Mother of entirety
We salute You.
O Your
Blue-ocean-aqua-sodden
Feet.
O Your
Breeze-quivered-green
Anchala.
O Your
Himalayan-high-head
Kissing the sky
Like
Hoar frosted crown.
Primordial primeval
Descend of dawn
First chanted psalms
Of Sama Veda
From Thine hermitage
We prostrate at You.
Jnana religions
So many verses and tales
First voiced from
Thine abode in woods
We revere You.
E’er gracious virtuous
You’re giver of staples
Everywhere to everybody
Flowing Janhavi Yamuna
Are Your aqueous
Grace galore
We owe from You.
Givers of
Sacred Nectarine
Humor Holy Milk
O Motherhood Troupe You’re
We worship You.
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Glossary
[1] Anchala ~ An expanse of a part of or an end of a loin cloth [Sharee] worn by Indian women
[2] Sama Veda ~ [Sans] Sama = Melody. Veda = Knowledge.
Sama-Veda is better known for the precise meter of its poetry…. There are also painstaking instructions in Sama-Veda about how particular hymns must be sung; this is perhaps because great emphasis was put upon sounds of the words of the mantras and the effect they could have on the environment and the person who pronounced them.
[3] Jnana ~ Wisdom
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Adapted from R.N.Tagore [Full info please refer to Bliss ~ niv]
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Licia Sonnets 02
Weary was love and sought to take his rest,
He made his choice, upon a virgin's lap;
And slyly crept from thence unto her breast,
Where still he meant to sport him in his hap;
The virgin frowned like Phœbus in a cloud;
Go pack, sir boy, here is no room for such,
My breast no wanton foolish boy must shroud."
This said, my love did give the wag a touch;
Then as the foot that treads the stinging snake
Hastes to be gone, for fear what may ensue,
So love my love was forced for to forsake,
And for more speed, without his arrows flew.
"Pardon," he said, "For why? You seemed to me
My mother Venus in her pride to be."
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~ Éclat Trio de l'Amour ~
~ Éclat Trio de l'Amour ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
28 March 27,2010
Love:
Melting next
Merging then
Emerging as
Éclat Trio de l'Amour.
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Glossary: Trio de l'Amour ~Trio of Love
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~ O’ Peace Why Thirsty? ~
~ O’ PEACE WHY THIRSTY? ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
24 March 23,2010.
'Give Peace a Chance' – Beatles
O’ Peace why thirsty?
Where you’ll get a drop?
Boozed blottoed in
Narconecrotic Narcissism
Emptied hollowedout the
Compassionate pot.
We’re sooty smutty sot
Help from us e'er not
Everywhere is drought
Hah ha woeful we’re not!
O’ Peace why thirsty?
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~ Life Divine ~
~ LIFE DIVINE ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
8 January 2010.
Resign and Consign
Delusion dedoping
Buoyant absolving
Souse dousing
Enjoy Life Divine.
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~ Lie Sly ~
~ LIE SLY ~
Ms. Nivedita …
UK
15.10.09.
Life-Hype
Hike-Strife
Pike- Knife
Strike-Slice.
To ply
To tie
Ne’er try
To die
E’er try.
Fie n’ Fie
Death is
Hi-fi
Goodbye hi
Welcome fie.
Love
To die
Else are
Lie Sly
Hue buy
Posthumously dye
Starry psychic sky.
Again why ask: Why?
Smilingly say: Bye bye.
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