My Pleasure
to slap your arm
there is a mosquito
biting you
to train you
how to respond
when an insult
is given
to inflict pain
so you may know what it is
because
i think i love you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mosquito
Un mosquito
Cest un moustique en colre
Un mosquito
Pique et pique et pique dans la chair
Un mosquito
a pond ses oeufs dans nous rivires
Un mosquito
a vit au milieu de ses frres... un mosquito
Un mosquito
a rve loin de nos rizires
Un mosquito
a prfre la chaleur
Un mosquito
a frappe la tte la premire
Un mosquito
a boit du sang chaud ordinaire... un mosquito
Et a cloque chaud
Mosquito
Chez les modestes et les beaux
Mosquito
a pique chaud
Mosquito
Chez les bonzs, les plots
Un mosquito
Cest un moustique qui galre
Un mosquito
Pique et pique et pique dans ta chair
Un mosquito
Cest un mchant hlicoptre
Un mosquito
a vit du sang chaud des baigneurs... un mosquito
Et a cloque chaud
Mosquito
Chez les gentils les salauds
Mosquito
Et a pique chaud
Mosquito
Mme le chiens et les oiseaux
Mosquito
Et a cloque chaud
Mosquito
Chez les modestes et les beaux
Mosquito
a pique chaud
Mosquito
Chez les bronzs, les plots
Mosquito
Et a cloque chaud
Mosquito
Chez les gentils les salauds
Mosquito
a pique chaud
Mosquito
Mme les chiens et les oiseaux
song performed by by Vanessa Paradis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The very hands
joined to pray
slap a mosquito
haiku by Sumitaku Kenshin, translated by Hiroaki Sato
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The Demand For Justice...
because you inflict pain on me
and i cannot touch you
then i might as well inflict pain
to the society as a whole
for you said you love society more
than what i am
as your next neighbor....
and then you cry out for justice
to the world
and then you call me
the congenital terrorist?
sometimes i throw this question to the air
how can you love the world
without loving me first
your very next door?
how do you ever distinguish this tree
from those shadows of the forest?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Muscoviet Musquito
I must write a letter to you
I must make myself clear
It is spot on time, right on cue
I am a clam, somebody said to me
Its obscene, there must be a motive behind
Its obscure. there must be someone behind
A muscovite mosquito, a muscovite mosquito
A muscovite mosquito, a muscovite mosquito
A vivid image anyway
Someone said, youre a clam,
Consider this !
Mmm, listen oh, listen to me, youre far
A thousand miles away from here
I am here, I am here in this ooze through country
Trampled down by mega people
A dispute will never end
A retrospection ,it sounds obscene
A disconnection,
A final balance sheet for muscovite mosquito
For muscovite mosquito
For muscovite mosquito, it sound obscene
It sound so obscure, for muscovite mosquito
My final balance sheet is gone...... for
Muscovite mosquito, muscovite mosquito
Its spot on time, right on cue
You missed the chance, somebody vexedly said
Its obscene, there must be motives behind
Its obscure, there must be someone behind
song performed by by Xymox
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Don't respond to a mosquito bit with a stone because you will miss it and hunt yourself.
Possible By Election And Effort
A mosquito is flying across my eyes,
A tiny mosquito which sits on the fruits,
I am trying to chase or snatch it,
But I am unable to catch it.
A person who cannot catch a mosquito,
How can he expect to fetch the government
to get the President post (or) FORT?
It is possible by election and EFFORT.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
You Came
You Came
I remained before you came
After your arrival I remain also
Ballie bloomed before you came
Crow used to cawing at dawn
The barking dog used to embrace me
As soon as I reached to it
Some feature after your arrival
But amongst this something differ
What is that something?
I asked it to a street boy-
He replied, how can I answer-
This footpath was bedroom of my grand father
That was before 1947
Grand father could not sleep because of British mosquito
My father’s expression was same
He was destroyed due to Pakistani mosquito
And what’s about-
The mosquito grew up socking blood of me
Grand father and father- Will let me off?
But I have heard, If this government
May come for next term-
Government will give us mosquito curtain each.
In the previous periods none gave this commitment.
If really I get the mosquito curtain
Then, like my life
Answer of your `something’ will get.
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poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
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Slap That Bass
Zoom zoom zoom zoom
The world is in a mess
With politics and taxes
And people grinding axes
Theres no happiness
Zoom zoom zoom zoom
Rhythm lead your ace
The future doesnt fret me
If I can only get me
Someone to slap that bass
Happiness is not a riddle
When Im listening to that
Big bass fiddle
Slap that bass
Slap it till its dizzy
Slap that bass
Keep the rhythm busy
Zoom zoom zoom
Misery, youve got to go
Slap that bass
Use it like a tonic
Slap that bass
Keep your philharmonic
Zoom zoom zoom
And the milk and honeyll flow
Dictators would be better off
If they zoom zoom now and then
Today, you can see that the happiest men
All got rhythm
In which case
If you want a bauble
Slap that bass
Slap away your trouble
Learn to zoom zoom zoom
Slap that bass
(bridge)
Dictators would be better off
If they zoom zoom now and then
Today, you can see that the happiest men
All got rhythm
In which case
If you want a bauble
Slap that bass
Slap away your trouble
Learn to zoom zoom zoom
Slap that bass
Zoom zoom zoom zoom
Zoom zoom zoom zoom
Zoom zoom zoom zoom
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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So Much Insult And Pain
SO MUCH INSULT AND PAIN
So much insult and pain-
So much we all have to bear -
Life is not easy for any of us.
Yet we go on
Finding in our small pleasures
In acts of kindness,
Meaning and consolation.
Life is difficult -
Endless disappointment -
Efforts which go nowhere-
Work unrealized-
People we love
Unable to realize their dreams
However we would help them -
Life is difficult
Friends lost
Sadness-
And yet and yet and yet
When we are here
The ‘best we can do’- perhaps.
And that never- ending vague prayer to God,
To make it ‘alright’ somehow.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Loco Mosquito
Pop
My mommy told me
If I were goody
That she would buy me
A rubber dolly
I got some energy to burn
It makes me jumpy and nervous
But Im too damn old to join the military service
Hup two three four
I got to hit my baby on a saturday night
You know the devil made me do it
I know it wasnt right
Like a loco mosquito
round and round and round igo
And when Im hungry
Down I go
Please mr. custer I dont wanna go
And spend my night in a bar with some stupid dodo
Im sick of hanging round with old transvestites
They stare at my rubbers
It makes me uptight
And here I go
In love again
Here I go-oh wo wo
Like a loco mosquito
I got some energy to burn
But you always want to tap it
Youre busy sucking on my gas tank
Before I can tap it
Like a loco mosquito
round and round and round igo
And when Im hungry
Down I go
Loco mosquito
song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pain...What is it?
Pain...What is pain?
Pain...get wrapped in the head with a baseball bat,
That could be called pain.
Pain...get kicked in the gut by a cowboy boot,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...poke a needle in your eye,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...get your fingers caught in a motorcycle chain,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...jump in front of a train,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...lose control while flyin' a plane,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...There ain't ever no gain in pain.
poem by Axe Timson
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Triolet: Sacrifice
Mosquito you must die for me,
with one last hypodermic bite.
You have my blood and guarantee,
mosquito you must die for me.
I line you up and count to three,
goodNIGHT! to you, to me goodnight.
Mosquito you must die for me,
With one last hypodermic bite.
poem by Diane Hine
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There was a mosquito the other day
That buzzed as he went along the way.
He stung me on a whim.
I jumped and swat at him,
But the mosquito had flown away.
Benitez
Mosquito,
Of the blood-sucker insect very common in Africa! !
And the after effects of the mosquito bits had led many to death;
But where is the City of Love for us in Africa?
Benitez my friend,
It is just like the days of the flood;
But when one prophecy is fulfilled,
Only a few are aware of it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Just because you are irritated by a mosquito, you burn the mosquito curtain.
Train Of Love
Train of love
Racing from heart to heart
Running late
Still in the lonely part
This train will never run me down
But only take me where Im bound
Its part of me and part of you
Ill always be a part of you
Sail along, sail along silver moon
Dont be blue
Throw shadows in my room
I know in time well meet again
We come and go that way, my friend
Its part of me and part of you
Ill always be a part of you
To love and honor til death do us part
Repeat after me
This train is never going back
When the lonesome whistle blows
No one knows, no one knows
Train of love, train of love
Train of love, train of love
Its part of me, its part of you
Train of love
song performed by by Neil Young
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12/09....Pain
Pain...............
It has many forms, some hurt worse than others
Some cause you to bleed, while others make you cry
Some make you want to die, or be dead, while
others just make you want to stay in bed
Pain, its like a bee stinging you in the face
Pain, its like someone sprayin you with mace
Pain, its like having your best friend die
Pain, its like biting into a hot piece of pie
Pain, its like a knife tearing your skin
Pain, its like not having any friends
Pain, its like having your heart ripped in two
Pain, its like not knowing what to do
Pain, is a common thing for me
Pain, it fills my life with sorrow and misery
Pain, it makes me want to cry everyday
Pain, it makes me feel the worst way
Pain, it drives my life and the things I do
Pain..........please leave me alone!
poem by Sacred Garden
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Insult Upon Injury
Insult!
How do you feel when a woman insults you oh man?
Insult!
How do you feel when a man insults you oh woman?
Insult!
How do you feel when your wife insults you?
Insult!
How do you feel when your husband insults you?
Insult!
How do you feel when a child insults you?
Insult upon injury! !
But the jury is here at last to stay on this case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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But I would never insult the people that love this music and I would never insult the blessing of music in my life and I would never insult myself by playing uninspired music.
quote by Ben Harper
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