The nut and the bolt
The bolt that is not fit with a nut
Is not to be construed as unfit
But to be viewed as one misfit.
The bolt must seek one fit to it
28.12.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Usain Bolt, like a thunder bolt
Dashed and darted to his final halt
With all the might combined
Pushing his opponents behind
Making the world wonder if Bolt, a man or a colt
quote by by Valsa George
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Love's Castle
Key and bar, key and bar,
Iron bolt and chain!
And what will you do when the King comes
To enter his domain?
Turn key and lift bar,
Loose, oh, bolt and chain!
Open the door and let him in,
And then lock up again.
But, oh, heart, and woe, heart,
Why do you ache so sore?
Never a moment's peace have you
Since Love hath passed the door.
Turn key and lift bar,
And loose bolt and chain;
But Love took in his esquire, Grief,
And there they both remain.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Usain Bolt
'I-ran' like Iran and i sing like Singapore!
My name is Usain Bolt and,
I do eat chili pepper like Chile!
But i am Usain Bolt from Jamaica and,
The world cannot meet me on both 100 metres and 200 metres.
My sincere thanks goes to the 2008 Olympic Games held in China,
For 2008 was my time to proof a point;
Like a turkey from Turkey.
The trace of my race is from the lion of Africa!
And i am Usain Bolt as a runner;
But after many years of training and hardships,
I have now fulfilled my dream with these Gold Medals from China!
But having the visions before hand was my mission.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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a Thunderstorm claps outside
There’s a thunder storm that claps outside
and lightning bolt after lightning bolt flashes past
and the first big drops fall
slamming on the roof
and there are cats and dogs
that finds shelter
and cosiness inside,
but it’s far better
to sit right against you
and to get a portion
of your own
spinach and feta quiche
poem by Gert Strydom
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Far Over The City
Far over the city I saw the lightning bolt flashing,
instantaneous energy that remains on the inner eye
before the branching of it was suddenly withering
where it disappeared from the dark night sky
and after that thunderclap silence reigned
in the deserted streets, as if everything living was lost
as if the storm had it’s forming resigned
until another blazing bolt was tossed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love #2.
The small, white, soft hand of a maid can shoot
A bolt will bar a giant's way; and, oh!
The dreamy Love is a unique magician,
That, tender as the maiden's lily hand,
Is yet as sinewy retentive as
The bolt that bars the giant's way.
poem by Robert Crawford
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A bolt will have a nut to fit.
We write, with a certain readers in mind.
The targeted audience determines
The tone and the contents of the writing.
The standard of writing might differs.
If a bolt is unfit to a certain nut,
It doesn’t mean it’ll be fit to none.
A horse has a taker; so does an ass.
I have no right to brand yours as bad.
06.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Thunder Showers In Winter
Sometimes I wonder about the kind of chance
that in the winter here tonight
just before the daybreak
thunder bolt upon thunder bolt might dance
in their blind white glare
when rain suddenly begins to pour down
from a cloudless sky
while blue-white bolts of thunder do report.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rus' You Are But A Kiss In The Frost
Rus', you are but a kiss in the frost!
The midnight roads are blueing.
Lips joined in a blue lightning bolt,
Clasped, he and she are blueing.
Sometimes at night lightning would spark
From the caress of two mouths.
And a bluing, languished lightning bolt
Would swiftly outline two coats.
And the night would shine intelligent and dark.
poem by Velimir Khlebnikov
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Beauty is according to frame
When a figure is fit to the frame
Conceived in brain, it is a beauty.
If it is a grossly unfit, it is ugly.
If it is slightly unfit, time adjudge the
frame.
16.09.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Little Miss Fit
Theres a good theres a bad
Some are gay, some are sad
Theres a right, theres a wrong
Those who fit dont belong
Well Im the bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Im in the wrong
And thats the truth of it
I dont belong
Im a little misfit
Theres the sun theres the rain
Those in love those in pain
Some succeed while others fail
Some will ease someone tells
Well Im in the rain
And Ive got to admit
That I gonna pay
Im a little misfit
Though Ive failed
Thats the truth of it
See me tell
Im a little misfit
Lifes so hard when youre far from everything
Lifes so cold when you know you have no friends
Well Ive lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
I still grow
And thats the truth of it
Ill always fall
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And thats the truth of it
That makes me sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
Im so poor
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Man of the House
It was a misunderstanding.
I got into bed, made love
with the woman I found there,
called her honey, mowed the lawn,
had three children, painted
the house twice, fixed the furnace,
overcame an addiction to blue pills,
read Spinoza every night
without once meeting his God,
buried one child, ate my share
of Jell-o and meatloaf,
went away for nine hours a day
and came home hoarding my silence,
built a ferris wheel in my mind,
bolt by bolt, then it broke
just as it spun me to the top.
Turns out I live next door.
That Close To You
Like a bolt of lightning
Like a bolt of thunder
Like a cloudy day
Down at the zoo
Like a drowning man
That will never go under
That close to you
Yeah, that close to you
In the middle of the night
Youd ask me to make you smile
Youd come on like a one armed child
With a hole in its shoe
Poor you
Everybody oughtta know
It only hurts ya for a little while
So stop putting yourself on trial
For something you didnt do
Not you
To me
Cant we
Be
Just like
Lovers and mothers and brothers
And sorrow
Can I find a little something
With a nicer view
Im hating to plead
But Im begging to borrow
Just to be
That close to you
Yeah, that close to you
song performed by by John Prine
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Supplication
Well, dizzy aint the word for the way that youre making me feel now
Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now
Well, Ive heard it said theres something wrong in my head, now
Got to help me, girl, now
Could it be infatuation or am I just being misled now?
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now
Sparking my imagination, got the lightning now
Cause me such excitation, got the lightning now
bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me now
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now, shes back in my imagination
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Jove's Opportunity
Thunder? Why, no. Some static, may have been
A far, faint rumble and a glimmering light.
This, and no more, John, have we heard and seen,
We watchers in the dark politic night.
Now we are waiting, John. With ear a-cock,
Expectant, and a little thrilled we are
To know that politicians still may stock,
These days, a weapon so spectacular.
Here is your chance. Arise! Unleash your might!
Send now, bolt after bolt, peal upon peal
While darting flashes stab the murky night
That Jovian thunder that he did not steal.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Worm eaten buds
A coach is who is unfit to play in the field.
A director is who is unfit to act on the stage.
An advisor is who is unfit to execute the advice.
So is a lover, who is unfit to seduce the beloved.
All sprouts of love are worm eaten buds
16.05.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When You Wish Upon A Star
(ned washington/leigh harline)
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in a dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing
Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star your dream comes true
Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star your dream comes true
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Natural Magic
All I can say is--I saw it!
The room was as bare as your hand.
I locked in the swarth little lady,--I swear,
From the head to the foot of her--well, quite as bare!
'No Nautch shall cheat me,' said I, 'taking my stand
At this bolt which I draw!' And this bolt--I withdraw it,
And there laughs the lady, not bare, but embowered
With--who knows what verdure, o'erfruited, o'erflowered?
Impossible! Only--I saw it!
All I can sing is--I feel it!
This life was as blank as that room;
I let you pass in here. Precaution, indeed?
Walls, ceiling, and floor,--not a chance for a weed!
Wide opens the entrance: where's cold, now, where's gloom?
No May to sow seed here, no June to reveal it,
Behold you enshrined in these blooms of your bringing,
These fruits of your bearing--nay, birds of your winging!
A fairy-tale! Only--I feel it!
poem by Robert Browning
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Crack The Sky
the thunder outside
echoing across this land,
a voice of reason across insane minds
and stable hearts
the lightning crack
that tears the sky,
as if thousands of screaming voices
lamenting their tormentations in hell,
they split the sky
a crack a bolt a jolt
of thunderous lightning
Zap to the soul what youth has lost
and rewrite our chemistry
filling the blood with seeping hot plasma,
oh lightning you crack the sky
and bring about the new
it's raining, it's raining,
oh it's raining
and the lightning splits the sky
a crack a bolt a jolt
of thunderous applause,
as the kingdoms of man go out of style
and the retrocity of our species
begins a new,
it's raining, it's raining,
oh it is raining,
and the lightning cracks the sky
so that one day we will know to fly.
poem by David Thomas
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