~ 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.
~~~~~~~~
*Poet Taslima Nasrin: Exiled Female Poet from Bangladesh
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~ 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
NB XX
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This Poet Is Always Beside You
You are reading my poem but,
This poet is never known;
However, this poet is always beside you.
I am on your lips and,
I am in your mouth;
I am in your heart and,
I am in your mind;
Because, this poet is always beisde you.
This poet writes and others read,
This poet speaks and others listen,
And this poet is always beside you;
But, this poet is never known.
The works of this poet are on the internet,
And, they are being read by many! !
But, this poet is never known;
However, this poet is always beside you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Women And Poems
With as much pain as a human being becomes a woman,
That much pain makes a woman a poet.
A word takes a long year to be made,
a poem an entire life.
When woman becomes a poet, she is totally a woman.
Then she is mature enough to give birth from her suffering heart,
Then she knows how to care for a word.
You have to be a woman first if you want to give birth to a poem.
A word without any pain is fragile, breaks when touched.
Who knows more than a woman all the lanes and alleys of pain!
poem by Taslima Nasrin
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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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No civilization can possibly survive to an interstellar spacefaring phase unless it limits its numbers. Any society with a marked population explosion will be forced to devote all its energies and technological skills to feeding and caring for the population on its home planet. This is a very powerful conclusion and is in no way based on the idiosyncrasies of a particular civilization. On any planet, no matter what its biology or social system, an exponential increase in population will swallow every resource. Conversely, any civilization that engages in serious interstellar exploration and colonization must have exercised zero population growth or something very close to it for many generations.
Carl Sagan in Cosmos
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Koranic teaching still insists that the sun moves around the earth. How can we advance when they teach things like that?
quote by Taslima Nasrin
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Those religions that are oppressive to women are also against democracy, human rights, and freedom of expression.
quote by Taslima Nasrin
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~ Mellifluent Universe is Waiting Still! ~
~ Mellifluent Universe is Waiting Still! ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
3 August 2010
Supernal ~ Alto
Celestial ~ Contralto
Stellar ~ Euphony
Soprano ~ Showering
Sonata ~ Subliming.
O’ humans
In delectation delight
Douse souse dowse
In Musical Mellifluent
Fest fete fiesta of Universe.
Wash flush balm salve
Blemishes blues
Bruised blisters
In troubadour’s jongleur
Of mellisonant shower.
Hey mortal being
Enjoy rhapsodic
Rapturous ecstatic
Escalation levitation
Imbue in immortality
In synchrony symphonious
Flowething Music of Silence
Melody attired sky of your heart.
Mellifluent Universe Is Waiting Still!
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Glossary with humility I’m giving what I tried to express:
[1] Alto ~ The pitch range of the lowest female voice
[2] Troubadour ~ Lyric on country love [by medieval French poet]
[3] Jongleur ~ An itinerant minstrel
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I write against the religion because if women want to live like human beings, they will have to live outside the religion and Islamic law.
quote by Taslima Nasrin
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Poet is free
Poet is free
No grammarian can guide the poet
Do not tell before a poet you are dare
And I know there are so many grammarians
With so many grammars
The poet is one with truth with love
All the grammars old middle modern
Are of no use for a poet
At the time of poet's thought
Poet's love poet's poetry
Nobody can search research poet's history
Nobody can dare to described poet
Poet can create his own language
His own grammar and it does not bother the poet
Whether you like it or not
Leave the poet on his own way
It is better you to read him love him
If you are alive.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A -21st -Century Poet
A -21st -Century Poet:
A -21st -Century Poet:
A poet is
a person who liberates 'I' on race, religion, place, time, personal voices
out of greed, anger and ignorance.
A poet is
a person who liberates
obsessive criterion of institutional power and money.
A poet is
a person who respects a variety of cultures,
who creates educational awareness.
A poet is
a person who surely knows himself
of being humanistic to others and himself and knowing
that of liberation from the obsessive humanity
A poet is
a p[erson who makes and builds
a bridge between universalism and worldisms
and walks over the bridge
but
he is already liberated from the concept of
obsessive reality of a bridge.
Before a Poetry Reading
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I'm feeling nervous but I mustn't show it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I hope to heaven that I won't blow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I mustn't reveal that I'm a second-rate poet!
I'm only a rhymer, but they don't know it!
If you've got no talent you'll have to grow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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~ Rape Ride Gizmo @ $ 2 ~
~ RAPE RIDE GIZMO @ $ 2 ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
15 June 15,2012
[Dedicated to Dada* Dr. Subhendu Kar]
Voluptuous vulgars ogres
Invented programmed RRG
User's friendly for raper
To penetrate and pound
Those zones of Urania
In feral ferine way with
Drooling voluptuousness
@ $ 2___ONLY__! ! (: [1]
@ $ 0 annexure program
Infixes icky sticky bruise burn
From licentious libertines. [2]
Make victims to learn-ail
Live with slimy piddle of
Male waste stigma
Inedible sanguine tattoos
Of canines claws chiseling
Noma on psyche soma
By wanton wolf raper to
Silently surely sighing
Voiceless weeping
Ouch ow whole life___ [3]
Is it gender biased macho boorish
Innovative Civilization? ? -^-^-^- [4]
* Elder Bro
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Glossary: With humility glossary given for what I tried to express:
[1] Ogres: A giant who likes to eat human beings [folklore]
[2] Icky: Very bad
[3] Feral / Ferine: Wild and menacing
[4] Urania: Goddess of love
[5] Slimy: Morally reprehensible
[6] Piddle: Liquid excretory product
[7] Noma: Ulceration
[8] Ow: Expression of pain
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Earth, Wind and Fire
If I’m an actor in a play
You are my lines
If I’m a psychic
You can always read my mind
If i'm an artist
You're too beautiful to paint
You’re my angel
You’re my hero
You’re my saint
If i'm an author
You too amazing to write
If i'm a potholer
You would always be my light
If i'm a poet
You would always be my words
Can you see
What i'm getting at
You're my everything
My Earth
My Wind
My Fire
My Water
Xxx
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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High Civilization
Cryin' in the streets
They run for their lives
How can you lead them to heaven
They don't realize
Children of the night
How far can we fall
That which we say is forever
Ain't no time at all
Father and the son
Not too young to be old
Reach out for each other when
The world goes cold
Feel so good to be home
Are you ready for
(CHORUS)
My high civilization
Are you ready for
My high civilization
Are you ready for
My high civilization
Civilization
Everything for us to see
The ultimate society
Keeper of the sword
You fight for your rights
How can you live for the hour
When there's no yesterday
Dyin' in the streets
Your number your name
All that which keeps us together
Is bringing us the pain
Thunder of the guns
Comes the criminal mind
Working for the power of
The evil eye
We are never alone
Uncivilized
(CHORUS)
New York
song performed by by Bee Gees from High Civilization
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The medieval hall house was very primitive when it became the characteristic form of dwelling of the landowner of the Middle Ages.
quote by Stephen Gardiner
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It was then, I think, that I discovered that the best way of bringing a medieval subject home to my generation was not to be medieval in its treatment.
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The Poet I Am', And 'The Poet I Am Not
The poet I am, and the poet I am not
‘The poet I am’ says
To ‘the poet I am not’,
‘Why can’t I be more like you? ’
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Because you are not good enough’
And ‘the poet I am’ begins to cry,
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Real poets cry for more meaningful things’
And ‘the poet I am’ says ‘I am who I am and what I will be means so much to me. But still I am not the poet I wanted to be’.
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Exactly. Were you less concerned with who you are and more concerned with others you might be a bit more of a poet than you are now.’
And ‘the poet I am’ is silent.
And ‘the poet I am not’is somewhere else being someone else
That ‘the poet I am and the poet I am not’ cannot see or dream.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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World Poetry Day
In the starry darkness of the night sky
The inspired poet’s rhymes fly.
They are quietly dreaming to live in a book,
For everyone to see the poet’s outlook.
Poet’s stanzas freely fly as rhymed constellation,
Spreading the light of the poet’s inspiration.
So, today, on World Poetry Day, my congratulations
To all those who know the sense of trochee and pentameter,
Who would like to see our Earth as a safe shelter,
Who are married to the muse and are never confused
To write and to show, even in a gloomy day, the bright way.
I therefore wish to all the poets:
Do not lose your inspiration!
Lyric is your revelation!
Let the round dance of words
Live with you as a favor of Gods!
Express yourself for Humanity
In the moments of creativity.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 21st of March,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The skylines lit up at dead of night, the air-conditioning systems cooling empty hotels in the desert, and artificial light in the middle of the day all have something both demented and admirable about them the mindless luxury of a rich civilization, and yet of a civilization perhaps as scared to see the lights go out as was the hunter in his primitive night.
quote by Jean Baudrillard
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