White Blood
Cow
Not cow...
Cow is
God of
Lakshmi...
Lakshmi is
Money of
Hindu's ladi
God...!
Cow is
Hear by god...
Some one
People are...
Treated for cow
For god...!
Take is easy
Enjoy too
Drink cow blood
Oh...milk...!
Milk is white
Blood now...? !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Cat with milk
My cat
Not drink milk...
For today...
Yester day
My cat was
Try drink hot
Of milk...
Hot was hit...
For my cat mouth...
Cat was did not cry...
Run away for hot
Milk pot...
So...
Today coll milk also
My cat did not drink...
O...
I am very soory
For hot milk...
Come to drink milk....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Mattering
I matter to weaknesses in my life,
These craters of joy are misspelt,
Like the enjoyment of a planet,
As we saw all that exists.
Let the world enjoy us at last,
Losing some of us in wars and battles,
Skirmishers must never have us,
Skirmishers must dine on their lice.
To find the geese is to find matters
Of the food and milk we eat and drink.
This fluid is milk and we are milk,
Filling our stomachs from too many cups.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sister Cat
Cat stands at the fridge,
Cries loudly for milk.
But I've filled her bowl.
Wild cat, I say, Sister,
Look, you have milk.
I clink my fingernail
Against the rim. Milk.
With down and liver,
A word I know she hears.
Her sad miaow. She runs
To me. She dips
In her whiskers but
Doesn't drink. As sometimes
I want the light on
When it is on. Or when
I saw the woman walking
toward my house and
I thought there's Frances.
Then looked in the car mirror
To be sure. She stalks
The room. She wants. Milk
Beyond milk. World beyond
This one, she cries.
poem by Frances Mayes
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Devi Bhagavathi-Chottanikara
Times and times
In the dense thickets of human psyche
Thee weed out the skunky deportment
And Thou art dual in one Devi
The holy exorcist, the holy bestower
Kaali and Durga in Thou split persona
There and then
In supreme elixir of benediction
Thou art tri-faceted too
Preaching Saraswathi, protecting Lakshmi
Blissful Durgamma
There and then
Manifested Thyself of laterite Bhagavathi
Four armed wielding discus and conch
Blessing with plentiful boons in Melkavu
All facets into one of Rajarajeshwari
To awaken decoit Kannappan
Cow-guised Thine play to remain
Lakshmi and Narayana idolised
There and then
All causal by sage Bilvamangala
BadraKali, Thou be then fierce
In Kizhkavu fed of evil's blood
On shrieks and hoots exorcised
Driven nailed the spirits into a jack tree
There and then
Thine sister Mookambika jaunts
On routine to spectate
The jamboree of Thine children
'Amme Narayana, Lakshmi Narayana, Badre Narayana'
Such is Thine muchness..hail to Thee Bhagavathi
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Here my wife's poem for your kind perusal
When my daughter delivered you into this beautiful world
My eyes filled with tears and I felt like a Crowned Princess.
I embrace you with unlimited love
And I say that you are my precious pearl my darling Son!
Translation of the Sinhala poem was written by my beloved wife
Manel.Jayanthi.Lakshmi.Alahakoon.
*kiriamma [mother of milk]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Milk White, Blood-Red
Gently as wind blows
Sways the beauty of the Milk White rose
Day and night that rose stays
Its beauty drawing people closer
Its thorns keeping them away
The rose stays here
As seasons pass it by
The petals have worn
As the wind made it fly
A single rose seed
Falls onto the ground
And the Milk White rose
Now dead
Gave birth safe and sound
To a rose of Blood Red
poem by Monina Furigay
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Sweety Butter Milk
Take butter
Milk...
200 ml
Added sugar
40 mg
Take shake
With butter milk
Shake with shake...
Twenty times
Added ice tube's...
Enjoy too drink...
It is hot summer
Sweety butter milk...
With cool...cool...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I love milk so much! I make a point of drinking a glass of milk every day. So now anyone who did those milk ads with the milk mustaches, they're my heroes.
quote by Natalie Portman
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Blood Money
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
No one can say, that crime doesnt pay, that never is true
Its supply and demand, with blood on your hands, nighmares come true
Its in all the headlines, youre the worst of a kind, a sinister breed
Such a contemptable way, to have your own say, youre poisoned with greed
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
You dont have to be smart, it dont take any heart, least of all, shame
Some turret stunt, open in the front, your motive is plain
And for those that contend, with the choice to condemn, I know that you care
For those left alone, when its time to go home, and nobodys there
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
When youre out on the street, and you got nothin to eat, its easy to see
That you do what you can, still I dont understand, how wrong you can be
Though its all very clear, that you bargain with fear, theres no justice at all
Its easy for some, they say the bigger they come, the harder they fall
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
song performed by by April Wine
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Milk drink
Milk
Drink...
Drink
Milk...
Over drink
All ways vomiting...
Low drink
Is nothing...
Drink enough only...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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That is matter
At home
Cat kiss
The milk...
With drink...
Rat run fast
Cat also
Run fast...
Milk was
Wasted on flour...
Milk wasted
No problem
Cat afried for
Sumall rat...!
That is matter...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Welcome Wagon
We are the welcome wagon girls
We're here to still your milk
If we drink it, we wont hurl
It goes down smooth as silk
We promise not to take too many
Just the right amount
I'll promise not to let Ms Jenny
Try and do the count
All we need to do right now
Is choose chocolate or white
I know there is a brown cow
But white, that don't seem right
Before we go out thru the doors
Make sure they're not the same
The chocolate's mine, the white is yours
Hey, this sounds like a game
Now the welcome wagon is filled
With milk for one and all
We'll try not to trip and spill
As we venture down the hall
poem by Kevin Seales
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Gratitude
I found a starving cat in the street:
It cried for food and a place by the fire.
I carried it home, and I strove to meet
The claims of its desire.
And since its desire was a little fish,
A little hay and a little milk,
I gave it cream in a silver dish
And a basket lined with silk.
And when we came to the grateful pause
When it should have fawned on the hand that fed,
It turned to a devil all teeth and claws,
Scratched me and bit me and fled.
To pay for the fish and the milk and the hay
With a purr had been an easy task:
But its hate and my blood were required to pay
For the gifts that it did not ask.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Malted Milk
(by robert johnson)
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away.
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away.
Baby, youre just as welcome to my loving as the flowers is in may.
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and Im talking all out my head.
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time.
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time.
Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my mind.
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed.
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hairs rising on my head.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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You Are What You Drink
The mare had a foal, but it still had to work plowing
a meager field. The foal, prancing about on thin legs
when we stopped for a rest it quickly drank from its
mother´s udder and there was pastoral harmony.
I thought about this when reading about a six year
old boy in India who drank milk from a female dog
that treated the child as one of her own. Of course
this had little to do with rural accord, but stark need.
I once suckled milk off a ewe, sweet milk I thought,
but grew up fearful of people and shy of aspiration;
be unseen in the world´s field of humility and graze
in peace. Hope the dog- boy will grow up with big
fangs unafraid growl at people who try to dominate
him and only respect what his inner voice tells him.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Night Lover
cat watch
the milk
at home...
not drink...
milk
is not taste..?
no no...
cat is wanted
for a love...
at night
only...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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635 Milk The Elixir Of Life
MILK - One of God's preciuos gifts
For all who seek to live
Of all the food that passes lips
This has the most to give.
And when we from our Mothers feed
Her milk provides our every need.
The milk of cows and goats and sheep
Sustains us in our later life
An elixir before we sleep
It calms our nerves and eases strife
What is the secret of this stuff
Milkaholics just can't get enuff.
We know that milk is mostly water
There's almost eighty eight percent
There's protein - fat and carbohydrate
And calcium to give bones strength.
Drinka - Pinta - Milka - Day
It sure will help you on your way.
Full-fat milk makes ladies fertile
And it tastes much nicer too
Leave the skimmed milk for the slimmers
While you enjoy your creamy goo.
Jersey Milk has FIVE POINT THREE
Fresian much less - Oh dear me! ! !
Milk is a rich source of vitamins
A and D and E and K
Lactose gives our milk its sweetness
Drinka - Pinta - Milka - Day.
Drinking milk instead of coffee
Keeps you calm and much less stroppy.
Natural milk is prone to curdle
So we have to Pasteurise
Killing all the dee-dum-durdle
Homogenise and Sterilise.
When next in't Country - it's my vow
To drink my milk straight from the cow! ! !
Milk provides a range of products
Cream - Butter - Cheese and Yoghurt too
Without which life would be much poorer
No Camembert or Danish Blue.
When our palates we would please
We judge a country by its Cheese.
I'll sing the praise of English Cheeses
Cheddar - Cheshire - Wenslydale
Lancahire and Regal Stilton
From pastures lush in Leicester Vale.
Christmastime with Port & Stilton
In Terraced House or at the Hilton.
My 'Ode to Milk' is not complete
Without a mention of 'Best Butter'
'Farmhouse' from the pasture sweet
The taste? 'A Pastoral Ode by Rutter'.
And never let me utter words obscene
Unsaturated Fats and tatseless Margarine.
poem by John Knight
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Relativity Theory
Wife told her husband that their child died.
‘Why? ’, he asked. ‘It drank milk and succumbed.’
‘What is milk? ’ ‘It is white colour water.’
‘What’s white? ’ ‘It is like a crane skin.’
‘What is crane? ’ ‘A bird with a crooked neck.’
‘What is crooked? ’ was his next query to which,
Fed up, she showed her hand with the fist bent,
For him to feel the size by touch. He did
And beat her saying, ‘How big the milk is to the little mouth! ’
[Based on Albert Einstein’s relative theory.]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Poem-10
Honey … honey … I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey … honey … I have money.
Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.
I have money … I have Brothers
I have money … I have Sisters
I have money … I have a Family
I have money … I have friends
I have money … So no relation ends
I have money … So worshiped daily
Honey … Honey … I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.
Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey … Honey … You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.
poem by Devraj Harikrishna
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