The Skill The Brain’s Lobe
The left lobe for logic,
And the right lobe for creativeness,
Stand in a cerebrum.
The left acts to arrive
While the right, to derive.
The left acts to renovate
While the right to innovate.
Which lobe is stronger
That lobe must be fed still more.
09.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Buddha In The Workroom
Sometimes the skirts I push through my machine
Spread circlewise, strong petalled lobe on lobe,
And look for the rapt moment of a dream
Like Buddha's robe.
And I, caught up out of the workroom's stir
Into the silence of a different scheme,
Dream, in a sun-dark, templed otherwhere
His alien dream.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Bath Of Least Resistance
Too many words on the the tip of my tongue and
I can never figure out
When to speak when to shout when to shut up
When to knock myself out
I need a brainwash
Gray-matter bath
I need the clutter all
Thrown in the trash
So could ya please throw my head in a tub?
I could really use a cereberal scrub
Wash away all I know
It's an overrated frontal lobe
Expensive thrills
sexual perversity
are always filling my mind
Mixed with guilt
Cause of bombs over dresden
Are kinda bringing me down
I need a brainwash
Gray-matter bath
I need the clutter all
Thrown in the trash
I need a brainwash cause I'm aloon
Cause Im a psycho-babble brain
A real life looney toon
A mixed up maniac, Im certifyable
So put me in a room right next to Nicholson
And give me thorazine Cause all I wanna do
Is sing traditional songs
But I like to sing in minor technologies
Not making sense
So could you please throw my head in a tub
I could really use a cereberal scrub
Waste away all I know
It's an over rated frontal lobe
song performed by by NOFX
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His Tongue.
His tongue entered
your ear
licked the rim
and lobe
and made its way
down your neck
becoming dry
as it reached
never mind that now
he never told you
he had a wife
back in L.A.
and that she
was dying
of cancer
and there he was
trying to get you
into bed
and have his way
and if it hadn’t been
for that photo
of her
falling on the floor
when he took off
his pants
you would never
have known
but there you are
no matter how far
you look
you can never
look too far.
poem by Terry Collett
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The Ear That Won A Casting Show
Ladies and Gentlemen, this candidate is one of the most unusual we have
ever had on Superstar! His mother died before he was born, his father was a one-legged alcoholic pole vaulter whose only bit of luck was winning a ticket for the maiden voyage of the Titanic. Ear has suffered
a number of amputations - FBR, full body removal- and is also deaf.But despite all this he will delight millions of T V viewers and waggle his
lobe to a melody from Saturday Night Fever.
We will expect him to win, so all you paid free-loaders are expected to
stand up and clap like sea lions who have just drunk after shave...
(Off mike) Jerry, didn`t he turn up? What, you left the box on the bus?
O.K, he was REALLLY boring..Haven`t we got a singing slug as a backup?
poem by Leslie Philibert
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As Expected
A name and a number,
Great perseverance!
Elite,
In signs,
To torment me! !
In weakness,
With insults,
In hardship,
With perseverance,
In distress,
To the abode;
Revealing!
Taken up,
Globe, lobe, probe, strobe, robe! !
The importance of the study,
But, it should be as expected.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Parents’ limit
The pearl on your lobe.
Its shell, who minds?
The rose on your lock.
Its stock, who minds?
The silk on your bosom.
Its folks, who minds?
The beauty on your body.
Your parents, who cares?
Parents should know this.
Then they know their limits.
21.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Curtain falls
Many words you spoke to me
The epithet, ‘a sahithyan’
Still rings in my head.
Many an appearance you granted
The one with my studs on your lobe
Still sticks to my retina.
Time and space might make me unwanted.
Fear of scandal might force you to wind up.
I learnt it from your tone today.
Curtain falls. Episode is over.
The retina will retain it.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fulfillment
By not wearing the studs, she sent him to abyss.
In her adhering now, she brought him to bliss.
That day, she gave him the manly status.
Thousand times he has seen that lotus.
That day the lotus was a different one.
With the studs given by him on her lobe.
When she wore his on her ears,
As though she bore him his child,
She appeared to him. He was thrilled.
Can she have it as sacred
As he holds her as sacred?
27.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Trespassing
Who's there?
walking among my memories
tripping over cells of humour
falling upon old war wounds.
Who's there?
Mind where you tread old thing,
these are my nerve endings,
my memories of past events.
Shoes off,
when you step inside my brain,
reading my verses, my emotions.
This is my property, be warned.
Don't squash
the frontal lobe, old thing,
I may look passive but I bite!
Be gentle on my mind.
Who's there?
Stop, trespasser, hooligan,
be quiet when you come in here
and take your hat off!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Shroomin' Daze
My frontal lobe sent me a message
telling me to recall
a cool October misty morn'
Man what a state of mind I was in
not a state or country or
some foreign land or swelling sea
In a dense moist foggy setting
vast grass, cows galore
heaves of manure too
Shrooms under cow chips
free to pick and bag
time to kick it
dry it, chew it
many friends giggled
I puked, saw GOD
thought I died
yet, simply cried
asleep
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Late Night
Late Night
The woods in the fireplace is glowing embers,
promise nothing but an ending. In a yard a dog
bark to hear its loneliness, I tell it to stop it hears
me, curls up and goes to sleep. I take a safety pin
thread its needle end through my ear lobe and
I do the same with the other ear.
The blood is white like water, painless and
impartial. I look in the mirror and see nothing
that looks like a pirate. No escape from boredom
and I remove the pins. The dog’s wakes from its
slumber, barks. My ears hear Nirvana’s echo
rippling on the shores of eternity.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Then You Left Me
I never ask for any time from you baby.
I never ask for any lies.
You only hurt the one you love the most baby.
You only had to make me cry.
'Cause you left me (you left me) all alone (you left me)
You left me(you left me) to stand alone.
And ev'ry night I sit beside my bed baby.
And I keep thinking of your love.
The things we dreamed about.
How much I love you baby.
We had the world and the stars above.
But then you left me (you left me) all alone.(you left me)
You left me . You left me (you left me) to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me. You left me. You left me. You left me.
song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle
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Say Me Freak
Say Me Freak
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Lust Schizophrenizes
Time Ordered Peace
Memory Crowned
For Unsung Queen
All That's Seen
Held In Grace
Whole of Part
Back to Lust
Full On Truth Begotten Shimmer
Complete to Full Frontal Love
Scrutinize In Full
Perversed-Obscene
As of Frontal
Lobe in Thought
Climb To Beauty
Build to Climax
Body Sparkle
Glimmers Sheen
As Perverse
When Judged Obscene
poem by Ricardo Antunes
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When Did I Get Old
A saxaphone calls
From across the floor.
The midnight blues
Are what I'm here for.
This pied piper
Leads me
From the cold.
I raise my glass and ask
When did I get old?
I sit alone
And watch the candles burn.
Another shot.
I almost here wheels turn.
I watch the strobe
Flash pictures of pain.
My frontal lobe
Is feeling numb again.
Another whisky
And now I'm feeling bold.
But not so frisky.
When did I get old? .
She sits beside me.
Says 'I've read your stuff'
I want to hide me.
I think I've drank enough.
She says..
'Can you quote me, some romantic prose'
'Now that I run free'
'My name is April Rose'
I took a raincheck.
Said 'I'm sorry miss'
And then
She blows me a sexy kiss,
Through eyes of black and gold.
Does every Gigolo
Come to this?
When did I get old?
poem by Kevin East
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This Too Shall Pass
I dont jones for nothing
Cause thats a waste
Waste of space in my frontal lobe and
I just sit, deal with it, dont have a fit
Do you know what Im sayin?
I just get as down as I can
Dont look to relief from a troubled young man
Just take a piece
Sometimes it sucks
Oh I'm not too sure if I can do this on my own guys
Like I'm thinking maybe we should form a support group
Or perhaps a church sponsored youth group
Oh and then then I say I looked the other way
I changed my point of view
And heres what I do
This too shall pass
This too shall pass
This too shall pass
This..
All the good times, all the bad times
Face it bro, they all will pass
Your problems will seem inconsequential and trivial
When you realize one thing
Were just a speck of dirt on this golf ball
Called ??
Its stupid insane
And didnt then I see
I looked the other way
I changed my point of view
And heres what I do
song performed by by 311
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My Baby Left Me
(words & music by arthur crudup)
Yes my baby left me,
Never said a word.
Was it something I done,
Something that she heard?
My baby left me,
My baby left me.
My baby even left me,
Never said a word.
Now I stand at my window,
Wring my hands and cry.
I hate to lose that woman,
Hate to say goodbye.
You know she left me,
Yes, she left me.
My baby even left me,
Never said a word.
Baby, one of these mornings,
Lord, it wont be long,
Youll look for me and,
Baby, and daddy hell be gone.
You know you left me,
You know you left me.
My baby even left me,
Never said a word.
Now, I stand at my window,
Wring my hands and moan.
All I know is that
The one I love is gone.
My baby left me,
You know she left me.
My baby even left me,
Never said a word.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Stallion Pt. 3
Mach 10 at sudden speed, flying into the wind now
I'm flowing at my feet something of likeness to you now
I spotted you in the sun, i called your name from a distance
I knew you were the one, i called again
I do declare i can float in the air
And with some love from above you must
Don't caress the weasel and don't fall too soon
Don't seek the blood from the panther
Don't take a trip to you soon
I'm the one helding the time back from the sun
As i scope the lobe
I am the one who controls the sun
And i know that things will pass as time elapse, lapses
Time elapses through the sound of you
And the things we could do
Just think of the master
Trying to fool the blastman
Check the cards at the table
Scream softly you are able
To see the sign of thineself as throughout the ages of time
Things you thought weren't going to climb the mountain
See the sun
Touch the waves of the earth
Feel the grass softly
And don't think for the one you know
I am screaming backwards in the sand
Hey, dude, he's the stallion
Yo, dude, he's the stallion
Dude, he's the stallion
song performed by by Ween
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My Baby Left Me
Yes, my baby left me, never said a word.
Was it something I done, something that she heard?
You know she left me, my baby left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.
But, I stand at my window, wring my hands and cry.
I hate to lose that woman, hate to say goodbye.
You know she left me, I say, she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
Help me, boy!
And now, one of these mornings, lord, it wont be long,
Youll look for me and, baby, daddy hell be gone.
You know she left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.
Now, I stand at my window, wring my hands and moan.
All I know is that the one I love is gone.
My baby left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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The ultimate end of human acts is eudaimonia, happiness in the sense of living well, which all men desire; all acts are but different means chosen to arrive at it.
quote by Hannah Arendt
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Nothing
Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...
song performed by by Zug Izland
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