Toyboy
I met him accidentally
in a Discotheque,
He introduced himself
I am Sextess,
I just joked; 'Not sexless'
Then he said; 'Half true and the rest is a nightmare.
I am scared of this Trojan Woman though she gives me everything,
You don't believe my friend the tattoos on her buttocks
One side a crocodile and the other a Monster
And this was written, 'stronger than the Berlin Wall.'
I cannot leave her as she's a Tragedienne! '
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How can I get more information about the journey to heaven?
I ride my ramshackle bicycle that has no seat to rest my skinny buttocks well.
This thorny road is not easy to go and I scared that anytime I get a tyre puncture or cut.
Along the road I found cemeteries and these dumb tombs never talk.
You could see only their dates of birth and burial and what else?
To a faraway friend only in dreams I have seen him
And he looks like me a sad face but a strong heart?
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Sweet-scented lavender shrub!
You have a gentle scent
But my odour of sweat?
You have that soothing colour
of bluish purple,
But I am just tan
As I work under the hot Sun.
I am scared to touch your soft petals
My palm is rough as I grip thorns in life?
Though I am sturdy
Please don't keep me in your arm's length.
Believe my friend!
My heart is a tiny fragrant flower
But none ever touched?
to my brotherly friend Romeo
many happy returns of the day!
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He tries to drag his boyhood scribble~
When I touched my heart
I think of you!
Because you're the only one
Who knows about the sobs,
The pains, sad laughs and the whispers
Hid behind the rib cage when you're gone!
And when I spoke to my soul
It's not clear as earlier.
The mist still frozen in my eyes
And I am not sure whether you're alone
Or somebody else accompanying you?
In that small wooden box you gave me
Half eaten toffee's still there
Let ants finish the rest half
And I close the book of bitter past!
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A black Ant struggles in a pure Honey bottle!
I was scared that she could have drowned
and I tried to rescue her.
I explained that I am not from Pest Control
just a poor writer.
Then she replied; 'Yes I know that since a long time
but leave me alone here, in your words
It's a kind of attachment and not committing suicide?
And it's pure honey not like your poisonous breathing air? '
I was speechless and I write here the incident!
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On the whitewashed wall
A train of black Ants like a pilgrimage,
While they are going never miss to talk each other.
Where are they going?
It's a puzzle for me.
Soon they vanished and I touched the wall,
I felt the vibration of their footsteps.
I am sure they found another World beyond the wall.
I sit and scribble in between the walls
But I cannot see the outside unless I break the wall.
*Oh! Who made this barrier? I thought it's ordinary bricks but much stronger than mud!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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My Friend
Written by orbison/dees.
If I my friend cant tell you.
When you my friend are wrong.
Not to do what you want to
Just because its wrong.
Well then my friend in passing.
Weve been friends too long.
And I my friend must tell you,
Leave that woman alone.
Your little girls might not understand,
And you know the baby would cry.
And what would you do if their mommy knew,
And she told you goodbye?
Let it end my friend say its over,
And thank the stars above.
That youve got a home to run to,
And a sweet sweet woman to love.
I must say my friend if you stay my friend.
Leave that woman alone.leave my woman alone.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Coroner's daughter writes me a poem
'Opportunity seldom knocks twice
And it's written on an old building's door
But I am scared to open
As it's an abandon mortuary.'
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A whisper of a hush Motif
A vagrant scribbbler just completed few lines.
A piece of creative writing and it's expressing
his inner feelings.
The narrator of the poem is a feminine gender
who made a protest quietly
and the poet was shocked simultaneously.
He sees the little woman a featherweight
who stimulates on the lines
and he heard of her whispering.
'Hey! my dear stick-in-the-mud
why you forced me to involve
with this baronet sexless?
Still the idiot expect a virgin baroness.
How could I be a virgin
after sleeping the half of my precious life
with a notorious poet?
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My school is far and the river is deep?
Loose leaf book and the pencil
Old thatch school
Not friendly with the boy
When his father's lying on his sick bed?
He grips the rickety oars
and join the ferry
to earn for the family.
In the deep river when he sees the crocodiles
He murmurs; ' Yo all are my friends
and tomorrow I'll bring you something to eat.'
But he knows the rice bin was empty at all
and the crocodile would be angry
Remember once the Headmaster's cane
for telling a small lie in school?
for Nightmute in gratitude!
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Milwaukee native Aunt's Oatmeal porridge!
I remember my brother said once
While he's drunk;
'Hey! Brother hope you taste one day in America
Milwaukee beer that would be quenched
the thirst of life? '
I wrote to him that I had a dream
One of our native aunts who
lives in Milwaukee forced me to come there
and taste her oatmeal porridge
with her unmarried daughter!
It's very strange on my visit
They found my water-pistol in the haversack?
And they shouted.
It's harmless but still they're scared of weapons?
Though it's a dream
I saw their true innocence and the courtesy!
That could be changed a warrior to a lover?
[The Problem without a name: Just what was this problem that has no name? What were the words women used when they tried to express it? Sometimes a woman would say 'I feel empty somehow....incomplete.'Or she would say 'I feel as if I don't exist.'
-Betty Friedan, The Feminine Mystique.
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I Want A Monster To Be My Friend
Some kids just love
To play with dolls
Or put on funny hats
And some make pets
Of birds and fish
And dogs and
Alley cats
That's not the way
I like to play
I'm tired of all these
I need a very
Special friend
Won't you
Help me please?
I want a monster
To be my playmate
I want a monster
To be my friend
I want to get
For my own pet
A real live monster
Who's not pretend
Oh, I want a monster
To be my playmate
We'd soon become
Good friends because
Although they're hairy
And sometimes scary
They have such soft
And furry paws
If I make friends with
A friendly monster
I'd be the best that a
friend could be
I'd let him do
Whatever he wants to
And he'd always
Belong to me
So, if you know a
Nice old monster
If you've a monster
To recommend
Ooh, golly gee
Please send him to me
I just can't wait
Until then!
I want a monster
A real live monster
I want a monster
Send me my monster
I want a monster
A real live monster
I want a monster
Send my monster
I want a monster
A real live monster
I want a monster
To be my friend!
Oh please
Send my monster
Does anybody have
A monster out there
I'll take a
Secondhand monster
He doesn't have
To be new
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The Quiescence here like his deep poems!
'Here you come to New South Wales'
The board by the roadside glitters!
And I got down from the bus
A limousine for the first time in my life?
O it's an unusual quietness in this burial grounds
Situated in a small town perhaps his birth place?
At last after roaming around
I found his humble tomb!
I touched and it's cold
Like frozen death,
Suddenly I woke up!
But I was not certain
Whether it's morning
Or still it's night and where I have been
With my teary eyes?
*[He sent me his two poetry books 'Poems that bloom in my garden & The ancient poet', few weeks before he dies and this was written on the back with his mischievous hand writing and the friendly signature! .................To Nimal, my brother & friend thank you for being who you are.-Paddy Martin]
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Who Plucked This Man-Bird's Discoloured Feathers?
Salivate & cries!
Tetanus,
Hysterics,
hotchpotch & this hopeless bird
caged on the top?
Pejudical to see the faraway Horizon
and no tower of strength?
to my poet friend Pranab!
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A True Friend
A true friend is always there for you
A true friend will help you no matter ther problem
A true friend is like a sister, she knows your better, than you know yourself
A true friend is someone who knows when you're sad, ans can cheer you up when you need it most
A true friend is someone that can make you laugh no matter what they say or do
A true friend is someone who believes in you
A true friend will stick by your side
A true friend is someone you can call just if you need a shoulder to lean on
But most of all a true friend will never leave you
(12-5-04)
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When A Friend
When a friend drinks
When a friend bleeds,
Do not freak out.
When a friend takes a puff
Or says sex just wasn't enough,
Do not sit there and pout.
When a friend gets really high
When a friend is about to die,
Do not leave their frikken side.
When a friend is drunk
When a friend gets fucked,
Don't leave them, be there.
When a friend starves
When a friend barfs,
Let them know you care.
When a friend needs you there
When a friend says their scared,
Go see them, and just be with them.
When a friend gets abused
When a friend has just been used,
Hug them and say it'll okay, offer help.
When you're getting torn down
But a friend has a very long frown,
Be happy so that you can cheer them up.
Don't overstress
Dont become a mess,
You're life will only get worse.
If you need more advice
I shall suffice,
Just talk to me, or call.
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Harangue
It's not a Halloween dream but on the particular day
A mass speech by a half God and the rest half devil,
Straight away called my name and asked;
'Hey! Scribbler what do you want exactly? '
'My honored Sir, if it's a pain relief cream that would be greatly appreciated.'
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A Tried Friend, A True Friend
A friend for you and a friend for me,
A friend to understand;
To cheer the way and help the day
With heart as well as hand:
With heart as well as hand, my dear,
And share the things we 've planned
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend to understand!
A friend for you and a friend for me,
A friend to hear our call,
When, wrong or right, we wage the fight
With backs against the wall!
With backs against the wall, my dear,
When hope is like to fall
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend to hear our call!
A friend for you and a friend for me,
To share with us that day
When our ship comes back and naught we lack
Of all for which men pray!
Of all for which men pray, my dear,
That long has gone astray
A tried friend, a true friend,
To share with us that day!
Oh, side by side, on roads untried,
Two souls may better speed
Than one who goes the road he knows
With none to give him heed!
With none to give him heed, my dear,
And help when there is need
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend, a friend indeed!
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When You Asked Me Where's The Happiness?
In this awful night
I was scared to utter a word
And I showed her
The full Moon
Where she hides in a black cloud.
*to spysgrandson a friend of the journey!
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A Ferryman and His Blind Dog!
Villagers were certain that he died a long ago
But I met him last night at the river bank.
Though his dog's blind wagged its tail
While I was talking to ferryman.
He said the Blacksmith his old friend has borrowed the ferry
To bring his forgotten tools but he's scared
Whether he could row safely to this side
As the weather was not so good?
Then I said I am going back home
And he gave his kind regards to my parents.
On the way I realized that my parents were no more
And all were in the same boat!
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The youth bus crawls along the same old mountain road
Accidentally he got into the bus at a twilight.
A boy came towards him with a baseball bat.
'Papa this bus stands only for the youth.' he said angrily.
'My son they just cut off my umbilical cord and I am a newborn child.' the old man whispered.
'Let him sit quietly and I guess he is a sick person.' driver passed a remark.
'Yes Mr.Driver you are perfectly correct, we all are patients in this uppish world.' he answered politely.
* Please tell my friend where do they go without any harm?
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