~ 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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~ Beau John Keats ~
~ BEAU JOHN KEATS ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
11.12.09.
Boiledegg white face
Curly cloudy indocile hair
Deer spry eyes
Hellenic nose
Steeping neck, a
Pisa Leaning Tower
With a Ruby dot
Accentuated malars, flushing
Sliced watermelon leafy lips
Smile runnel flowething
Ivory leggy the Dame!
In the gamut of twinkly beamish
Streamlet of blue blood
Floweth up visibly
From bosom
Liquid fire
On nude neck
Beguiling!
Many dived
In bosoms to die
To dye in blue beauty
Poison blue.
Like tempest
Boisterous Beau
Nears closes to Dame.
Flower Krishnachura
Glowing breathing
Fire flame
Singing adieu
Bon voyage to Beau?
Those blued fire
Entice, Lure
Coy Decoy Beau
Impulsively enjoy
Dying in
Steeping neck
Bohemian bosom
Fire flames burping.
Beau diffuses for
Blooming death…
Engages in Dame’s
Ruby dot draw
Lip mark slick silken.
.
Beau John Keats says,
‘Hey Dame enter in you
With body mind cargo
Constellate your
Geometric corpus by
Fragmented blue miniscule
With a smile face wear’.
For blue beauty poison
Helplessly yet sincerely
Dame pules mewls for
Inevitable eventually
Of Beau John Keats.
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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
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Little Liza Jane
Traditional
Where is my tambourine wait a minute I'll get your tambourine
Got my tambourine get your thing baby
What's wrong with you what is it you want
Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jean
I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jean
I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jean
I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Come my love and live with me
I will take good care of thee Little Liza Jean
Come my love and live with me
I will take good care of thee Little Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Hambone Hammer where you've been
Down by the river making gin
I know a man that's three feet tall
Drink his liquor and has a ball
Saw him just the other day
He had a horse and a ball of hay
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Liza Jean Little Liza Jean
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Liza Jean Little Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
He took me to his great big town
Lots of people standing around
They were listening to a great big band
the bestest music in the land
I tell you once and tell you twice
Enjoy yourself and live your life
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Liza Jean Little Liza Jean
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza
Little Liza Jean Little Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Little Liza Jean
Traditional
Where is my tambourine wait a minute Ill get your tambourine
Got my tambourine get your thing baby
Whats wrong with you what is it you want
Cant forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad its called little liza jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
I got a beau you aint got none little liza jean
I got a beau you aint got none little liza jean
I got a beau you aint got none little liza jean
I got a beau you aint got none little liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Come my love and live with me
I will take good care of thee little liza jean
Come my love and live with me
I will take good care of thee little liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Hambone hammer where youve been
Down by the river making gin
I know a man thats three feet tall
Drink his liquor and has a ball
Saw him just the other day
He had a horse and a ball of hay
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little liza jean little liza jean
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little liza jean little liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
He took me to his great big town
Lots of people standing around
They were listening to a great big band
The bestest music in the land
I tell you once and tell you twice
Enjoy yourself and live your life
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little liza jean little liza jean
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little lisa jane jane little liza
Little liza jean little liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
song performed by by Nina Simone
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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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Plain Jane
Ah, tell 'em about it Darlin'.
Here we go.
She's a waitress at her corner,
Always dancin' nine-to-five.
Well, she ain't no supermodel,
But I'm here to tell you, she's fine, (Ha, ha.)
She's so fine, Johnny.
She's like the classic girl next door,
There's somethin' 'bout her walk:
There's somethin' that goes off inside,
Each time she starts to talk.
Plain Jane,
Oh, I love her name.
She drives me insane.
She's my plain Jane.
She always gets my business,
I can't wait to ring her bell.
(Ah, I bet you can't Donnie.)
She puts a quarter in the jukebox:
Says she don't kiss an' tell.
Is that right, brother.
The way she wears that dress, (Yeah.)
It's time that I confess:
The music starts an' my heart stops,
An' I become a mess.
Plain Jane,
Oh, I love her name.
She drives me insane.
She's my plain Jane.
Nothin' fancy: she's just got everything.
She's so addicting; she's so amazing:
Can't think of anything.
Do, do, do do.
(Whoa, talk to me, plain Jane.)
Do, do, do do, do, do.
Whoa, yeah,
C'mon.
Plain Jane,
Oh, I love her name.
She drives me insane.
She's my plain Jane. (Jane, Jane.)
Plain Jane,
Oh, I love her name.
She drives me insane.
She said just call me plain Jane.
(That's right, buddy."
Plain Jane,
She's my plain Jane.
She's my plain Jane.
She's my plain, (Jane)
Whoo, she's my plain Jane.
(No, she's mine.)
song performed by by Van Zant
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Aubade
JANE, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again;
Comb your cockscomb-ragged hair,
Jane, Jane, come down the stair.
Each dull blunt wooden stalactite
Of rain creaks, hardened by the light,
Sounding like an overtone
From some lonely world unknown.
But the creaking empty light
Will never harden into sight,
Will never penetrate your brain
With overtones like the blunt rain.
The light would show (if it could harden)
Eternities of kitchen garden,
Cockscomb flowers that none will pluck,
And wooden flowers that 'gin to cluck.
In the kitchen you must light
Flames as staring, red and white,
As carrots or as turnips shining
Where the cold dawn light lies whining.
Cockscomb hair on the cold wind
Hangs limp, turns the milk's weak mind . . .
Jane, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again!
poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
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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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~ 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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Sweet Jane
Standin' on the corner, suit case in my hand, Jack is in his coat, Jane is in her vest, and, me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Riding in a Stutz-Bearcat, Jim. Ya know, those were different times. The poets, they studied rules of verse, and the ladies, they rolled their eyes.Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane!
Now, Jack, he is a banker, and Jane, she is a clerk. Both of them save their monies, when they come home from work. Sittin' down there by the fire, the radio does play. The classic music is, "The March of Wooden Soldiers", and you can heard Jack say, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane.
Some people like to go out dancin'. Now other people they go to work. There's even some evil mothers, they'll tell you life's just made out of dirt.That women, they never really faint, and villains always blink their eyes.That childeren are the only ones who blush, and life is just to die. That every one who ever had a heart...that wouldn't turn round and break it, anyone that played a part, whooa, and wouldn't turn round and hate it.Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane.
Sweet Jane! (Sweet Jane) Sweet Jane! (Sweet Jane)...Sweet Jane! (Sweet Jane)...(Sweet Jane)...(Sweet Jane)...(Sweet Jane).
song performed by by David Bowie
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Intro/sweet Jane
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jacks in his corset, jane is in her vest
Me, honey, Im in a rock n roll band
Ridin in a stutz bearcat, jim
Those were different times
They studied rules of verse
And those ladies they rolled their eyes
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Jack, he is a banker
Jane, she is a clerk
Both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sittin by the fire
Radio does play, look classical music there, kids
The march of the wooden soldiers
You can hear jack say
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Some people like to go out dancing
And other people like us, we gotta work
And theres even some evil mothers
Theyll tell you that life is just made out of dirt
And women never really faint
All the villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And life is just to die
Anyone who ever had a heart
And wouldnt turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
And wouldnt turn around and hate it
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane, sweet jane
Sweet jane, oh honey, sweet jane
Sweet jane, oh, sweet jane
Sweet jane, sweet jane
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Dick meets jane and a fire starts
Jane leaves dick and it breaks his heart
Dick asked jane, whyd you leave me?
Cause youre not dangerous, rough or sleazy
Now dicks dangerous
Now dicks rough
Now dicks sleazy
Nice guy dick dont live here anymore
Dick bought a swanky love pad down by the shore
Chorus
Hes going prime time
Online
69
All the girls come around to get dick
They all adore him now cause he acts like a prick
Each one tries to tie dick down
Dick never falls in love, on the girls start coming round
Dick dont fall for their sweetness
He knows their weakness
Dick knows a secret
Secret is dick leased himself a nice car
Girls like car
Girls like dick
Dick scores
Chorus
Solo
Suddenly jane wants back in dicks life
cause jane hears dicks a popular guy
Jane looks good, dick takes her home
Dick kicks hers out after he gets his bone
Now jane wants him
Now jane needs him
Now jane loves him
Jane loves dick now that she got the heave ho
Jane got what she wanted
Dick aint a nice guy no more
Chorus
Spoken by woman: but I want dick!
Solo
song performed by by Poison
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Queen Jane Approximately
Now when your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now the flower lady wants back what she has have lent you
And the smell of her roses does not remain
When all your children start to resent you
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have all died in battle or in vain
And you find yourself sick of all this repetition
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All throw down their bandannas and complain
Maybe you want somebody you don't have to speak to
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Liza Jane
Well, I got a girl thats so good to me (woh, little liza)
Well, now she aint more than five foot three (woh, little liza)
Well, this little girl is so good to me (woh, little liza)
Yeah, this little girls nearly half of me (woh, little liza)
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
I got a girl, ? (woh, little liza)
Yeah, this little girl turn me upside down (woh, little liza)
Well, all of the little girls that I had (woh, little liza)
You know this little girl drives me to despair (woh, little liza)
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Yeah, I got a girl who loves me true (woh, little liza)
Now she aint more than five foot two, yeah (woh, little liza)
You know this little girl is so good for me, yeah (woh, little liza)
You know this little girls nearly half of me (woh, little liza)
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Little liza jane
Oh yeah, I love her
Little liza jane
Well, Im coming back to me love
cause shes driving insane
When will I meet her
song performed by by David Bowie
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Mary Jane
Now when I go to work, I work all day,
Always turns out the same.
When I bring home my hard-earned pay
I spend my money all on mary jane.
Mary jane, mary jane, lord, my mary jane.
Oh if a man should look tame now, mean and mature,
They all turn out the same.
cause they cant do nothing to make a man feel good
Like my old mary jane.
Mary jane, mary jane, lord, my mary jane.
Now I walk in the street now lookin for a friend
One that can lend me some change.
And he never questions my reason why,
cause he too loves mary jane.
Mary jane, mary jane, lord, my mary jane.
Well, I have known women that wanted no man,
Some that wanted to stay.
But I never knew what happened in this world
Till I met up with mary jane,
Mary jane, mary jane, lord my mary jane.
Oh, when Im feelin lonesome and Im feelin blue,
Theres only one way to change.
Now I walk down the street now lookin for a man,
One that knows my mary jane,
Mary jane, mary jane, lord my mary jane.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Sweet Jane
(reed)
Standing on the corner,
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, and jane is her vest,
And me Im in a rocknroll band hah!
Ridin in a stutz bear cat, jim
You know, those were different times!
Oh, all the poets they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet jane! whoa! sweet jane, oh-oh-a! sweet jane!
Ill tell you something
Jack, he is a banker
And jane, she is a clerk
Both of them save their monies, ha
And when, when they come home from work
Oh, sittin down by the fire, oh!
The radio does play
The classical music there, jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear jack say, get ready, ah
Sweet jane! come on baby! sweet jane! oh-oh-a! sweet jane!
Some people, they like to go out dancing
And other peoples, they have to work, just watch me now!
And theres even some evil mothers
Well theyre gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
Yknow that, women, never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes, woo!
And that, yknow, children are the only ones who blush!
And that, life is just to die!
And, everyone who ever had a heart
They wouldnt turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played a part
Oh wouldnt turn around and hate it!
Sweet jane! whoa-oh-oh! sweet jane! sweet jane!
Heavenly wine and roses
Seems to whisper to her when he smiles
Heavenly wine and roses
Seems to whisper to her when she smiles
La lala lala la, la lala lala la
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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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!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jane
Jane you say its all over for you and me girl
Theres a time for love and a time for letting it be baby
Jane youre playing a game called, called hard to get by its real name,
Making believe that you just dont feel the same. oh jane
Jane youre playing a game you never can win girl
Youre staying away so Ill ask you where you been baby
Like a cat and a mouse, (cat and a mouse) from door to door and house to house
Dont you pretend you dont know what Im talking about
Were all those nights we spent together, hey hey
Only because you didnt know better, I gotta know
Jane, youre playin a game, playin a game, playin a game
(jane, jane, jane)
Ah jane youre playing a game of hide and go seek
Jane youre playing for fun but I play for keeps, yes I do
(jane, jane, jane) thats a game on me
(jane, jane, jane) so plain to see
Janey jane why you foolin with me
(jane, jane, jane)
song performed by by Starship
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Jane
J. spinks
Looks like she came from the sixties
Wearing flowers in her hair
Still in love with sgt. pepper
Seen it all cos she was there
Saving up her memories for another rainy day - jane
Sending out an invitation
Tries to hide her dream affair
Confidential information
Making headlines everywhere
She could tell the truth and watch the words get
Re-arranged - jane
Look at all these nowhere people
Little piggies everywhere
Never keeps their name or number
String of pearls that she cant wear
One day all her secrets might be in the news
Again - jane
Saving up her memories for another rainy day - jane
One day all her secrets might be in the news
Again - jane
song performed by by Outfield
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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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