~ Love A Guided Ministral Missile! Lol! ! ~
~ LOVE A GUIDED MINISTRAL MISSILE! LOL! ! ~
Ms. Nivedita, UK
18.09.09
Ye,
My He ….XY
My analysis on love is …
20% somatic …stales later.
80% psychic …vide infra…
Psychic love a vast esplanade …
Comfortably stroll without being subordinate …
It’s the alchemy of loving many …
Being Secondless with any…
P.S. Love a guided minstrel missile. LOL!
Not to hurt but to soothe Soul! !
Ha Ha Ha
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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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Death Redefined
DEATH REDEFINED
esspeecee …02.10.04.
I love life
To adore death,
I buy life
To earn death.
I burn life
To illuminate death,
I spend life
To glut death.
I lend ‘life-warmth’
Thro’ cremation,
I enliven life
Thro’ termination.
Why?
Verily life is –
Nonexistent, accident,
Dream, nightmare,
Event: Crash landing.
Death is reality show
Phenomenon, wakefulnes,
Courageous, eventuality
Event: Safe landing.
Life is
A labyrinth: Like blind lane
Omnibus: One-Way-Trafficking.
Life: Unguided missile,
Death: Guided missile.
Death is:
Open avenue, esplanade
No traffic rule,
No ‘no-entry-board’
All are welcomed
No red eyed law of modernity.
Death: Kingdom of –
All fulfillments. Joys,
Frank optimisms,
Unalloyed grief,
Unblemished despair.
Ye, Death I embrace your
Magnanimous, majestic splendor.
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~ Bio Psychic Kiss ~
~ Bio Psychic Kiss ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
16 August 2010
Bio Psychic Kiss
Croons for catharsis.
Mull muse mitosis
Kibosh mute meiosis.
Niminy-piminy noesis
In oomphy orgy osmosis.
Syncretistic synthesis
Open splashy sluice
Bask blottoed bliss.
En fête relish éclat
Zippy zesty zygosis.
Join with Gen Next
In smooch symbiosis
Of Bio-Psychic Kiss!
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Glossary with humility I’m giving what I tried to express
[1] Niminy-piminy ~ Affectedly dainty or refined
[2] En fête [French] ~ In festive mood
[3] Éclat ~ Brilliant effect
[4] Zygosis ~ The state of being joined together [conjugation]
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~ Spurned Love ~
~ SPURNED LOVE ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
26.09.09.
Solid sun rays
Hurt me.
Liquid dusk
Drops
Droops
Troops
Props
Soothe
Emollient
Salve me.
O’ Sun God
Stay timid.
Beam from abyss
O’ Dusk Queen
Imbue segue
Flummox for
Acheful blissful
Romance with my
Spurned love.
.
Solid sun rays
Hurt me.
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~ If Love Not Given ~
~ IF LOVE NOT GIVEN ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
26.09.09
Why fire of tune
Ignite in my soul?
Why lulu love
Deluge you in my soul?
Why glittery starry garland
Decor you on my neck?
Why touch-travel
O’er my soul
Like rill breeze?
Why vermillion red
Nascent Sun God
Gander at me from east?
Why sway me
By bedecking smile
Like refulgent sky?
Why touch me
Like blooming buds
Smiling at me?
How I’ll embosom
Encrypt bind moor
Your vast euphony
Riches rapture rhapsodic
In my wee bosom
If love not given?
Your entire floral love décor
How I’ll keep wreath
If love not
Given in my soul?
Why keep me
Pale placid turbid
Instead florid limpid
If love not
Given in my soul
In towering
Pellucid teemingness?
If love not given…?
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~ Finally Niv Is In Petrified Punctuation ~
~ Finally Niv Is In Petrified Punctuation ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
29 October 2010
Psychic erosion
Myopic hibernation
Heart’s deflation
Soul’s corrosion
Poet’s induration!
Editors in contemplation
Printers in obfuscation
Poetry in delirious delusion
Readers in confusion!
Finally Niv is in petrified Punctuation.
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Sweet and Soft Whispers
I may not be a bit psychic...
But I know it's there.
That love inside you fight.
With a wish I might like it.
No, I may not be a psychic...
But that fragrance you wear is in the air.
You want to give me a chance.
To cuddle up and romance.
I believe you want me alone.
To claim and have me as your own.
You want me close enough to hear...
Those sweet and soft whispers in my ear.
And I may not be a bit psychic.
But I know it is there.
That love inside you fighting to appear.
With a wish that I might like it.
And have it in my arms to hold it near.
Oh...
Your excitement you try to hide.
But I know it's there.
And not that deep inside.
And I just may keep it a secret...
Until you make me aware.
I may not be a psychic...
But I know what you feel,
For me...
Is there!
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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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~ Sousedouse Dipdouse ~
Humble submission:
[Rabindranath Tagore (RNT) at old age wrote many romantic poems / songs on Ashrama Balika [hermitage girls] …here I’ve made a paradigm shift…
In UK I watch at ‘closeangle’ the voidness of many retired widowmen …they’ve pension and other amenities…but voidness in mind…eagering heart to get solace…psychic… from someone… and my empathic sharing … it led me to portray this poem ~ niv]
~ SOUSEDOUSE DIPDOUSE ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
December 21,2009.
In your twilightage
Lay heart for caresses
Discover fluffy edge
Glide with my psychic sledge.
Age no bar,
Stupid number
I fie phew blunt blunder.
My risingsun age
‘Keep no haze’
Discover my crazeamaze.
Why otiose frown
Hey beau Hon
Cuddle nuzzle
Why fumble
In me be nimble.
Lay pink bosoms’ carpets
Listen love euphony
Snuggles n’ gyrates.
Dame Jane is not
Will-o’-the-wisp
But red nip
Sip n’ sozzled n’ sip.
No go not
Close n’ abut
Knit love knot.
Sky seeking sleep
O’ John race heart’s beep
Just a buss in silence
Eurekaize my elegance.
Your adrenalite agitated inn
Soothe in my emotive endorphin.
Come in hey John
Jane waiting in bedecks
Marvel aqua mansion
Sousedouse dipdowse
Bask doting physiquedawn.
Dame Jane is morning roses
For twilightage John
E’er nears n’ closes.
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~ Store In Soul Slot ~
KEEP IN SOUL SLOT
Ms. Nivedita
UK
December 14th 2009.
Tip top
Rose pot
Love dot
Romance spot.
Break all block
In heart lock.
I’m caught
Coalesce n’ clot
Take snap shot
Lo get you got.
As an ought
Swap all allot
Store in soul slot
Love you lot
I’m hot shot
Forget me not.
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~ Hambre Del Alma ~
~ Hambre Del Alma ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
3 December 2010
~ Why clog clot choke in
~ Imposed 'Hambre Del Alma’? [1]
Assuage soothe salve xeric Alma. [2]
By ~
~ being in oneself
~ a.k.a. volute in self
~ a.k.a. interiorize in subtle self. [3]
Next ~
~ Jaunt with ecstatic self
~ Bask flowething finery self
~ Rejoice redundant rhapsodic self
~ Coalesce with spic 'Secondless Self'. [4]
Revel ~
~ Halcyon harmonic rapt riant
~ Oooh Minstrel ~ Luxe-Life! [5]
Unison Universalae ~
~ a.k.a. Omni Onenessness
~ a.k.a. Advaita Consciousness! [6]
Inebriate in ambrosia at arche La Querencia! [7]
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Glossary with humility I’m giving what I tried to express:
[1] Hambre Del Alma [Spanish]: Soul Starvation.
[2] Alma [Spanish]: Soul.
[3] a.k.a: abbr. also known as.
[4] Riant: Feeling mirth or pleasure or happiness.
[5] Universale [Latin]: Universal.
[6] Advaita ~ Not-Dual. This perception of non-duality ascribed to God or to Brahman as Absolute.
[7] La Querencia [Spanish]: The place where a person feels at home, nest, fondness.
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~ Infinite ~ ‘I Am’! ~
~ Infinite ~ ‘I Am’! ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 28,2010.
Delving voyage deep
Inside and deepest Inside
Unfold unwind discover
Beginningless ~ Endless
Matchless ~ Secondless
Becharming me!
Rhapsodically resign
In halcyon inside of
Infinite ~ 'I Am’!
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Connotation of Am
Am ~ God said unto Moses, I am that am.' ~ Exod. iii.14.
My thanks to Hon’ble Sr. Poet Joseph Poewhit for his guidance to change the title ‘The Am’ as ‘I Am’ ~ 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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~ 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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Expresionless Expression
EXPRESIONLESS EXPRESSION
esspeecee …30.01.96.
Sky with million starry eyes
Showers stare: Expressionless.
I stare by my psychic eyes
Discover me too: Expressionless.
Sky with million dew drops
Try to soothe my in-built grief.
My grief:
So moistureless,
So deep
Fails to make a sodden trip.
Vast universe stares: Expressionlessly
Infinite sky stares: Expressionlessly
Amidst queues of
Expressionless’
I enjoy of being: Expressionless
Thro’ futile expression.
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You Ain't Got It Like a Psychic
You can't tell me what I'm thinking...
Until I tell you what that is!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can run around and tell folks,
What you think my business is!
But,
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can sneak across the floor.
And put your ear to the door.
Tell my neighbors and friends,
What I do and who for!
But,
Uh-uh,
You ain't got it like a psychic.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that.
Waiting to set you back with a heart attack.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that.
You can run around and tell folks,
What you think my business is!
But,
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can sneak across the floor.
And put your ear to the door.
But,
Uh-uh,
You ain't got it like a psychic.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that,
With a heart attack!
You can't tell me what I'm thinking,
Until I tell you what that is!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You may not like it.
My name ain't Mike,
And I'm 'bout to take a hike!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
If you were a psychic,
You would know where you can bite it!
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
If you were a psychic,
You would know where you can bite it!
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~ Rupturing Hymen [A.K.A. Defloration] ~
Candle light oscillating
Luxing like amoeba
Silenced to actuate
Jus Primae Noctis
Poor just married Dona
Lying like log to
Endure engulf forced
Somatic n' psychic
Defloration harpooning
It's bonking by law. [Shame]
>>==========)) - ((^))
Mod day's scoundrels'
Anti-social virile DNA
Actively augmented by
Vile androgenic vaccine
As it's still necessary
For lustful male flocks
Law books read
Its rape unlawful [Odium]
>>==========)) - ((^))
Psychic and somatic
Hymen stay traumatized
Galvanized stigma
Guaranteed to Dona to
Bear blaster blister rest of life.
>>==========))) - ((^))
Has 21st century civilization
Progressed a pico centimeter
From maleficent medieval
Septicemic scenario?
>>==========)) - ((^))
What next __niv guesses
For sure atavistic retrograde
Evolution [read civilization] to
Medieval malevolency.
>>==========))) - ((^))
Hi men for hymen assault
niv spits on cruddy civilization
Hey all join in mass spitting
Kicking whapping bashing on
Twin balls [OO] of live carnal cadaver
As Poet Taslima Nasrin* did
On this de-civilized society
>>==========))) - ((^))
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Glossary: Humbly given for what I tried to express: ~
[1] Jus Primae Noctis [Latin]: Right of first night [It refers to the medieval belief that the Lord of the manor had the right to have sex].
[2] Bonking: [Brit] Have sexual intercourse
[3] Odium: Hate coupled with disgust.
[4] Pico: One trillionth.
[5] Atavistic: Characteristic of an atavist [An organism that has the characteristics of a more primitive type of that organism].
[6] Cruddy: Characterized by obscenity.
[7] Whapping: Hit hard
[8] Carnal: Marked by the appetites and passions of the body.
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*Poet Taslima Nasrin: Exiled Female Poet from Bangladesh
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~ Désespoir! Pourquoi? ~
~ Désespoir! Pourquoi? ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
28 March,2010
When you call me
Love finds efflorescence why?
When you echo in my soul
Surge of plaudit effulgence why?
When you tinct me by aureole
Convergence of refulgence why?
I find no time … stay in-tune
With my tune cadence
Vast Universe why
Splurge in my being?
.
Uniqueness is
Universe unites me
Pullulates in me
In majestic sublime
Valor of purepurple.
I’m buoy twee
Itsy-bitsy
Sprite wee bittie
Weensy Niminy-piminy.
O’ Universe hear
In Your gorgeous loftiness
Désespoir! Pourquoi?
Essence examen
Is my mentation a fantasy?
Know not but.
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Glossary: Despair! Why? ~ Désespoir! Pourquoi?
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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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Vengeful Psychic
There once was a psychic who loved to chat,
She made up lies to Christina, saying this or that.
See, psychic needed more money and she wanted revenge,
So she started telling lies to all of Christina's friends.
Then of course she told Christina the biggest lie of all,
She told Christina to date Skunky and suck on his balls.
Skunky was of course the worst creep Christina had ever met,
He was a liar, a cheat and even did theft.
But in the end, Skunky became the psychic’s friend…
Stalking her on the internet.
Then of course psychic didn’t know,
She emailed Skunky photos of her 'island with no snow'.
But as soon as Skunky telephoned psychic a thousand times X 2,
She quickly ended it with Skunky and said they were through.
Now, Skunky had no redeeming qualities as of yet,
But his stalking the psychic made Christina very upset,
And it made Christina think “who is the one I’m worse off to have met?
Well, they are both really scummy just the same,
Playing on Christina’s good heart like a volleyball game.
But Christina won out over both of them,
Making rhyming peeve poems is the best revenge.
Written on Jan.20,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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