The hostile typhoon
To him,
Voluptuous are her thick lips when she sulks;
Bewildering are her eyes when she lurks;
Enticing is her glow in high voltage.
An irresistible to encapsulate.
To her
Simulating are the moves that he
employs;
Nourishing are the words that he writes.
The unobtrusive is his desire charged.
A ponderous, to put in a nutshell.
Driven by tides of time,
Perfidy stares at her face,
Fanned by the firebrand.
She is half ripe and he, fully ripe.
She is a cold candle set aflame.
A portrayal of sensuality.
With her poise and grace,
She makes him yawn and pine.
With his pen and words,
He makes her wean and lean.
She lets go of her inhibition
And collapses like waves
Splashing against old rock ashore.
He lets go of his reservation
And sweeps, like whirling wind,
The whole olive tree, semi ripe.
Both entangle themselves
And dismantle each other.
All in a hostile typhoon.
Since then rests on them the guilt.
[a middle aged woman and a lad
Were on slippery ground]
16.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Leela- an eng. movie
Exile rating is the air she breathes,
Bewildering is the glance she casts;
Enticingly vulnerable is her condition.
She is a picture of smouldering sensuality.
With her poise and polish,
She makes you yarn and pine.
Driven by warmth of a young-becoming man,
She is like a cold candle set aflame.
No surgeon yet bringing relief,
No scalpel yet helping a heal,
In a moment, life might encapsulate
Its joys, yet life is not just a moment.
She lets go of her inhibition and collapses
Like surging waves falling on shores.
Simplistic in delineation, over simple in Solution;
It develops into a little more than nothing.
Blinded, she and he entangles.
[Dimple kapadia enhanced the character.
The character enhanced Dimple Kapadia.
A sensitive portrayal.]
15.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Sound Of Children
it is their sound that makes
this world lovable still
under the mango tree
when the wind starts to blow
when the ripe mangoes fall
to the ground and the children
starts to scramble for their
share of the ripe ones.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cherry- Ripe
CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come and buy.
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer: There
Where my Julia's lips do smile;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Cherry Ripe
Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come, and buy:
If so be you ask me where
They do grow? I answer, there
Where my Julia's lips do smile;--
There's the land, or cherry-isle;
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.
poem by Robert Herrick
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High Voltage
(well) you ask me bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why Im in a band
I dig doin one night stands
And you wanna see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high
I said high
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock n roll
Rock n roll
You ask me why I like to dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
I got to get my kicks some way
And you ask me what Im all about
Come and let me hear you shout high
I said high
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock n roll
Rock n roll
I said high, I said high
Waaaah!
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock n roll
(mumble, mumble...)
Spotlight, put the lights out, happy hour!
High voltage rock n roll
High voltage rock n roll
Wine, women and song
High voltage, high voltage
Wine women and song
High voltage rock n roll
song performed by by AC-DC
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Elite
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
You like attention
It proof to you youre alive
Stop parading your angles
Confused? youll know when youre ripe
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this space
Thick with money
But I lost my taste
Youre into depression
Cause it matches your eyes
Stop! the faux to be famous
Confused? youll know when youre ripe
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this case
Thick with money
But I lost the taste
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
youre pregnant
With all this case
Thick with money
But I lost the taste
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
When youre ripe
Youll bleed out of control (2x)
song performed by by Deftones
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Broken
You can close your eyes
And see a picture perfect life
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
You can never think
You cant even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And youve already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks youre joking
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
You want to be the one
Made over be your own
Before and after
And a supermarket
Beauty in a bottle queen
Wholl one day grace a check-out counter
Magazine front cover
Though the fine print reads
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Broken
Broken
When your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you dont believe
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The Tree And The Branch
the tree looks
upon a branch
where a ripe
fruit is hanging
the tree says
it is mine
the branch say
i am holding it
the tree says
the branch too
belongs to it
angry about the
tree's greed
the branch lets go off
the ripe fruit
a hungry child
picks it up
and goes home
with a happy heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everything Is Not Enough
It doesnt help you if you scream and shout
That isnt what this thing is all about
And do you really want to fight to win
Youre missing out and thats another sin
Your dream of power is a sacrifice
Do you really want to pay that price
Just think about it and youll change the pace
Look in the mirror tell me who do you face
Who is that?
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop
Nobody loves you if you moan all day
So take it easy then youll get your way
You aint no dummy and Im sure you know
You know its better if you let it go
Youre in control if you let it go
Youre feeling better when you let it flow
You never really had to catch the moon
Youre better jumping to another tune
So lets jump
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop (do, do, do it)
Ive got it all but its not enough
I keep thinking boy I feel so rough
This cant be me, Im such a happy guy
I laugh a lot but I want to cry
A cry for help is just letting go
It hurts a lot but I think I know
Its time for change I dont need the hype
Its time for change and the time is ripe
So lets go
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop
Its everything, everything is not enough
I want it all, thats tough, thats tough, thats tough
Another dream, another dream, another dream goes pop
This is the time, lets stop, lets stop, lets stop...
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Beach Boy Blues
(words & music by sid tepper - roy bennett)
Im a poor hawaiian beach boy
A long way from the beach
cause someone shoved his face against my hand
Now Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
I was minding my own business
But drinking daddys juice
I swear Ill never touch that stuff again
Just like a pig before he gave his all that aluhau
Im in the pen
Got those beach boy blues
Dont the time go slow
Lonely beach boy blues
Only 30 days and 90 years to go
I want a taste of honey
From my wahinis lips
I want to be her ever loving man
But Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
But Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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That Something Which Went Wrong
there is a ripe papaya
too ripe for my hold and i climb it
too weak for my body
the tree swings to the other side
and then the papaya fruit falls to the
ground
crushed
something goes wrong somewhere
something that you are about to hold
and yet crushes to the ground
looks like a vomit &
you don't want to eat it
back
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Phenomenology Of Giving
when you give you give because your heart likes it
your abundance flows from a container filled with so much
you give because having so much is also painful
the tree with many fruits too ripe for the season
gives them all away to the ground
the passers-by shall pick them
and have their thirst and hunger satisfied
the tree gives because there is no more reason for holding
the stalk gives up the weight that it is carrying
the tree has to shed leaves for another cycle
when the picker comes, the tree does not ask who is it
or for the reason why, whether it deserves it
it merely lets go every fruit
lest it be its own burden
for in truth giving away is also a form of relief
a cure of our maladies for greed,
a way of unloading our guilt
a way of erasing our avarice,
the final end to our disgrace.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Doug's Peach
The Theory of Non-Exclusivity states that:
Always right exists in left
And likewise left in right.
I went outside and picked a peach,
the episcopalian of the four.
Parts were ripe and parts were wrong-
if 'wrong' is 'not as ripe'.
And if 'wrong' is 'not as ripe',
then 'ripe' is 'right' for sure.
I ate some right, then ate the wrong,
then ate what right was left:
thus proving, sure as Al's my brother,
that neither right nor left is
exclusive of the other.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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On Promising Fruitfulness of a Tree
A comely sight indeed it is to see
A world of blossoms on an apple-tree:
Yet far more comely would this tree appear,
If all its dainty blooms young apples were.
But how much more might one upon it see,
If all would hang there till they ripe should be.
But most of all in beauty 'twould abound,
If then none worm-eaten should there be found.
But we, alas! do commonly behold
Blooms fall apace, if mornings be but cold.
They too, which hang till they young apples are,
By blasting winds and vermin take despair,
Store that do hang, while almost ripe, we see
By blust'ring winds are shaken from the tree,
So that of many, only some there be,
That grow till they come to maturity.
Comparison.
This tree a perfect emblem is of those
Which God doth plant, which in his garden grows,
Its blasted blooms are motions unto good,
Which chill affections do nip in the bud.
Those little apples which yet blasted are,
Show some good purposes, no good fruits bear.
Those spoiled by vermin are to let us see,
How good attempts by bad thoughts ruin'd be.
Those which the wind blows down, while they are green,
Show good works have by trials spoiled been.
Those that abide, while ripe upon the tree,
Show, in a good man, some ripe fruit will be.
Behold then how abortive some fruits are,
Which at the first most promising appear.
The frost, the wind, the worm, with time doth show,
There flows, from much appearance, works but few.
poem by John Bunyan
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Lets Get Rocked
Do you wanna get rocked?
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Im your average ordinary everyday kid
Happy to do nothin, in fact thats what I did
I got a million ways to make my day
But daddy dont agree
Cause when I try to get away
He says he got plans for me
Get your butt right out of bed
Stop buggin me
Get up and move your sleepy head
Dont shake my tree
He said mow the lawn - who me?
Walk the dog - not my style, man
Take out the trash - no way
Tidy your room - cmon get real
Sorry dad, gotta disappear
Lets get the rock out of here
Seven day weekend, up all night
In at the deep end, hang on tight
It wont take a minute, it wont take long
So get on in it, come on, come on, come on
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Lets go all the way
Get it nightnday
Come on, lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Im your average ordinary everyday dude
Drivin with my baby to get her in the mood
Shes dialin through my radio
And Im ready to make my move
But what she got aint rocknroll
And it really blew my groove
It was chopin, mozart, beethoven
It makes me wanna scream
Bach, tschaikovsky, violins
Turn it off, that aint my scene
Well Im sorry girl heres my confession
I suppose a rocks out of the question
Seven day weekend, up all night
In at the deep end, hang on tight
It wont take a minute, it wont take long
So get on in it, come on, come on, come on
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Lets go all the way
Get it nightnday
Come on, lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
All I wanna do is take a ride into the blue
Every time I want to love you
I get stuck inside my room
Heaven knows Im sick n tired of dancin with this broom
I feel lucky today
Hey look at that, man
Do you wanna get rocked?
Do you wanna get rocked?
It wont take you a minute
It wont take that long
So get on, get with it
Oh, come on everybody
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Get on top baby
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Do you wanna, do you wanna?
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Get on top of it
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Love to rock your body baby
Lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Lets go all the way
Lets do it nightnday
Lets get out and play
Rock the night away
Come on, lets get, lets get, lets get, lets get rocked
Do you wanna get rocked?
song performed by by Def Leppard
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Rose Hips Lady
Rose hips lady
Your field is ripe
Bury my torn body
In that rain-soaked night
Taste those sweet confessions
On your baby breath
Lift this wounded flag
Into your burning nest
Oh, yes, I will
I will
Rose hips lady
Your field is ripe
Bury my torn body
In that rain-soaked night
Tame the roaring tiger
Never lets you rest
Take my last reward
From your moonlit breasts
Oh, yes, I will
I will
Daddy’s gone hunting
He’s gone away
Daddy’s gone hunting
Won’t be back for days
Left you with a lover
Makes a shrine
Of your skin
Left you with a lover
Takes you down
Roads of sin
Left you all alone
Alone
And the knots cut deep
Through the musk and flesh
Of hot regret
And the love you need
It’s a shadow
Never lets you rest
You release the Beast
From a well that’s wet
You will confess
That the love you need
It’s a shadow
Never lets you rest
Rose hips lady
Aaaaaah
song performed by by Clyde "Sudsy" O'Neil, music by Catman Cohen, lyrics by Catman Cohen from Confessions of a Shadow (2011)
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Lets Go All The Way
Aint nobody jealous
Everybody has they own
Nobody locked up
Everybody
Everybody is free to roam
Look at that scrubby (jus chillin)
Wit a hottie on his side
Look at them rich kids, poor kids
Everybody
Together on the same side
And they down to ride
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Aint nobody left out
Everybody gets to go
It could never be too crowded
Come on
We still pickin up some mo
Dont nobody hate you, playa hate you
There aint no hate at all
Gotta hold out thier hands and catch you
Theyll catch you
And they never will let you fall
You aint gotta worry all day long
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Never no sickness
No sickness
Nobody has to die
Nobody has to die
Everythings answered
Right then and there
Never have to wonder why
(you never have to wonder why no oh)
Wont nobody rush you
No hurry
Be as long as you wanna be
Can you guess what this place is?
Your future
Make it a reality
All you have to do is follow me
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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Brahma Fear
Brahma fear
By: jimmy buffett
1974
Id like to ride the rodeo
But Ive got brahma fear
So Ill just stick to aeroplanes
Gently pop my ears
Drank a lot a whiskey
It gives me such a glow
It makes me quite immobile
But it lets my feelins show
And Im somewhere below the spotlight
Somewhere below the ground
You dig deep enough you might find me
Find me and youve found my sound
Yes I own a whaler boat
It slides across the sea
And some folks say Im part of it
And I know, its part of me
And when Im feelin solitaire
It lets me be alone
And when I want to habitate
It carries me back home
And Im somewhere below the sunlight
Somewhere upon the sea
You dig deep enough you might find me
Find me cause thats where Ill be
Yes I drank a lot of whiskey
It gives me such a glow
It makes me quite immobile
Ah, but it lets my feelins show
Coda:
Yes it makes me quite immobile
Ah, but it lets my feelins show
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Mango
in my youth
i did not wait for ripe mangoes
what we experience
is that
they are better eaten raw
sour
makes our tongues twist
and want for more
makes our eyes limp
and want for more
makes our tongues salivate
wanting for more
more of raw life, green hopes,
powerful stains that
mark our puberty pangs
sour memories that make us
want life more
garnished with salt and soy
and shrimp
that makes us ask for more
raw life, slices of salivations
no incantations
pouting lips, grinning teeth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Practice Maker Perfect
D. roberts / e. gold
If practice makes perfect
Lets try that old embrace
In some romantic place
Where we can take out time
If practice makes perfect
Just close you eyes again
Well try those sights again
And make them more sublime
Were in loves kindergarden
Learning from a to z
And if its fun just starting
Think what its going to be
If practice makes perfect
Lets have that kiss again
We mustn miss again
Were not doing bad right now
Were not doing bad
Lets practice some more
Were not doing bad right now
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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