Im Ser
Yereg kisher Yerazis mech yar kez desa
Tegouz kidem im ser te tou shad herou es yerazneres artentsa
Avagh te Kez pendretsi ch keda
Yeraz elalle hasgetsa
Housheris mechen ko negari pendretsi ou keda
Yergar yergar ko negare kergetsi
yev latsi
Akh te yeraznere touyl dayin
Kishernere tserkerous mech seres krgadz ko mod kayi
Yergar yergar ko acheroun nayeyi
Ko anmegh jbide mi ankam al desneyi
Hampoureyi ou layi
Yereg kisher im yar tou honeyir
Kez shoshapelou chanatsi payts avagh te tou chegayir
Akh te miayn mi bah im yerazneren tours kayir
Incher incher g badmem kez te miyayn tou leseyir
Hokis e ganchoum ko anoune yete im tsayn leseyir
Kez vorkan vorkan siradzem tou geskayir
Kez hamar im hokin vorkan darabadz e akh im ser yete tou hasgnayir.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Koutse Vochinch
PAREV DAREK IM YARIN.
ASEK GARODEM NERAN ANOUSH JEBIDIN.
ASEK ASHKHARES TADARG E ARANTS NERAN TAKOUN ACHERIN.
TEGOUZ MER SIRO POTSE VAGHOUTSE MAREL.
IR SERDOUM IM SERE MOKHIRE TARTSEL.
PAYTS IR SERE IM SERDI MECH HAVIDIAN GABRE.
AMEN ARAVOD LOUYSIN HED NORITS GIANK GARNE.
TEGOUZ IM SERE IR SERDI MECH TARTSELE MI HOUSH.
YEV KOUTSE VOCHINCH.
MIAYN HARTSOUTSEK OVKEREN SHOYOUM IR PAPOUG HOKIN.
OVE DIRATSEL IM SIRO OJAKHIN.
VORKANEM GAROD IR DAKOUG KERGIN.
MANGA M NEMAN GAROD MOR KERGIN.
IM MIAG ABASDANER OU HON ABAHOV HOKIS G NENCHER.
YERP INDZ G KERGER SIRO KHOSKER GASER.
HOKIS AYLAYLDZ MER SERE GERKER.
ASHKHARE IMNER.
IR SERE IM KANTSNER.
IM HAYRENIKNER.
ARTIOK OVKEREN IM HAYRENIKE KERAVEL.
YETE VOR LSEK YERPEK INDZ CHASEK.
YERGAR DARINER EN ARTEN ANTSEL.
PAYTS IM ACHERES ARTSOUNKE YERPEK CHE TATRETS.
YES IM ANTSNEM MORATSEL.
HOKIS E MOKHIR TARTSEL.
PAYTS IR SIRO DEKHOUR HISHADAGE HOKVOUS MECH HAVIDIAN GABRE
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Kidem El Chegas
Im hokine tartsel mer teshvar seren pladag mi averag.
Achersen mishd latsver ayt orits yerp ko sere im gianke kaghtets.
Areve im ashkharoum yerpek che dzakets.
Moute badets im merg orere.
Jamanage hon tatretz yev vargianere arants kez im ser tartsan tarer, dekhour yev yergar anverch jampaner.
Jebide kaghtetz, khavare badets im kheghj ashkhare kalousded espasets.
Arants ko siro inch garje gianke.
Yerp tou chgas, yerp tou gekas? kidem el ches kar.
Ayn orits yerp tou im gianke kaghtetsir, ko sere gabre khore im serdin.
teghouz kez hamar yes linem vochinch.
Im serner angeghdz, yev anverch gabre khore im serdin.
Gardzoumeyi te sere aboush mi khaghe.
Jermag mi soude.
Yev yerp khaghe tatre sere g mare.
Payts yerp kaz siretsi.
mornal chanatsi.
Im antse mortsa payts kez che moratsa.
Arten yergar darineren antser.mer sere mi houshe tartsel.
Payts ko sere im serdoum pouyne shinel.
payts kidem el chgas, kidem el ches kar.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Odaren Odar Harazadnou Odar
menag em im ashkharoum el chounem siradz.
teshvar im ashkharoum chounem vosge pakhd.
hokis e hoknadz al g hegega.
im giankn e tadarg mout anabad.
menag em menag ashkhares e tadarg, hanterts polor martots harazad odar.
jebide kaghtets vaghouts im hokin.
takhidze badets teshvar im giankin.
tavajan serer yelan im jampin.
sere vaghouts toghets im hokin.
im siradznere mashetsin im hokin.
arants siro el inch garje abril.
siro oughinerneyin pladag khavar.
im gianki tsourd janabarhin avagh te hantibetsi ankout serderi.
im serner mishd harazad yev ansahman.
payts avagh te sere mishd yeghav indz hamar tavajan.
tegouz yes chounem vosge hakousdner.
giankes e teshvar neman potorgod tsmra.
mishd angeghdz serner im giankin miag yeraz.
payts sere indz hamar mishd yeghav soud yev tavjan.
im ashkharne menag tegouz khejoghvadz, odaren odar harazadn ou odar.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Tou Im Ser
IM SERNER KEZ HAVIDIAN.
YERPEK CHE GRTSAV ELLAL KO SIRO TAVAJAN.
IM SIRDNER KO SIRO DAJAR.
PAYTS TOU YEGHAR MER PAJANMAN BADJAR.
DZOVEROU KHOROUTIAMP KHOR IM SIRO TU JEGHAR TAVAJAN.
KO SERNER TANG OU TAKOUN, INDZ HAMAR ER IM GIANKEN TANG.
KHEGHJ IM SERDIN TOU EYIR MIAG HOUYSN OU LOUYSE.
AREVNEYIR IM POTORGOD TSMRAN.
KO KAYLEROU HED G VAZER IM HOKIN MANOUG.
MISHD KO JAMPAN ESPASETSI, ARDASVETSIN ACHERES TATS.
AVAGH TE MER SERE KEZ HAMAR ANTSIALER ARTEN TARTARTSAS.
YEV CHEGAR MEZ HAMAR TARTSIAL VERATARTS.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Che Menats Im Giankoum Yeraz
CHE MENATS IM GIANKOUM YERAZ.
VOR YERAZEM MOUT KISHERIN.
CHE MENATS IM GIANKOUM MI HOUYS.
VOR SAVARNEM MECHN HOUYSERIS.
IM GIANKI YERAZNER NA.
PAKHAV KENATS MOUT KISHERIN.
IM GIANKI HOUYSNER NA.
MENAG TOGHETS MECHN ANDARIN.
YETE TENEN INDZ MECH PANDIN.
YEV GASHKANTEN SHEGHTANEROV.
BIDI TARNAM POKRIG TERCHNIG.
YEV MODED KAM SAVARNELOV.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Yette Tou Kas
Yette tou kas
Mergatsadz bardeznere norits bidi haknen ganatch
Ah yette tou kas
Mortsvadz hekyatneri herosnere norits bidi kan ashkhark
Ah yette tou kas
Dkhour im yerkeri parere bidi pokhen irents jampan tegouz norits zvarj tarnan
Ah yette tou kas
Ankout martotz hokinerou nnchadz khghjeere bidi zartnen kalen arach
Yette tou kas
Mout poghotsneri odar esdvernere bidi tarnan shad harazad
Ah yette tou kas
Vorpoug manougnerei khapanadz jbidnere tartsyal hayrenik bidi tarnan
Ah yette tou kas
Skavor srdere bidi pokhen irents sev eskestnere bidi prnen bar
Ah yette tou kas
Hoknadz hokvouys moloradz houysere khaghaghoutyoun bidi kdnen
Ah yette tou kas
Dkhour I'm serdi arouynlva artsounknere bidi tatrin yar
Ah ytte tou kas
Soud angadar serderou mech porpokadz khosdoumnere tegouz iraganan
Ah yette tou kas
Moloradz im hokvou pats verkere tegouz poujvin houysere norits tarnan indz harazad
Ah payts el tou chegas arten tadarge indz hamar polor askhar yar.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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poem by Nhung Dinh Thi Hong
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The Man For All Reasons
The texan cowboy rides his horse
Gideeyuppp! Heeeeeyaaaahhhhhhhh!
Spanking hard the lean-meat butt
He pulls the mane, he heaves and puffs
He hopes to win this course's run
His bum wont sore with a saddle on
The cowboy's wish is granted now
To ride his horse in the fastest race...
While he whips and pats his horse
The rider at its worse...
When he asks for an intercourse
I imagine how it sores...
Hail! the nine-incher for all reasons...
He loves to ride in all four seasons
On haystack grass, as he thrusts and grunts
He rides his cowgirl like a raging bull
Alas! the monster cowboy won his race
Like a shooting comet in an outer space
His fountain of youth to a rainforest moist
To the seventh mountain...to the ride of the decade
Still soaking wet from the fusion of sweat
A circus of sperms, communing with the eggs
In squirting might, the boastful stiffened shaft
Is now a limp noodle with a wrinkled jingle bells
poem by Cynthia Aluning
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hindi poem- Astitv
Aaj Aasuon Se Dil Bheeg Gaya,
Par Sharir Par Ek Boond Bhi Na Pad Payi Thi,
Aaj Duniya Ki Bheed Se Kayi Aage Nikal Aayi Mai,
Par Vahi Ki Vahi Khadi Reh Gayi Thi,
Aaj Kamyabi Ko Kadam Chumne Par Majboor Kar Diya,
Par Rishto Ki Raho Se Hi Juda Ho Gayi Thi,
Kayi Sathi Pa Liye Maine,
Par Sath Hi Na Pa Payi Thi,
Royi Thi Main Par Aasu Sukh Gaye The,
Hasi Bhi Thi Shayad Par Aatma Jhuthi Ho Gayi Thi,
Har Labz Par Apna Naam,
Har Jagah Apne Chehre Apni Aawaz Ko Pa Liya,
Par Khud Khokhli Ho Gayi Thi,
Jisne Apne Dum Par Bade Bado Ko Maat Di,
Aaj Khud Ki Nazaro Se Maat Kha Gayi Thi,
Jise Aaj Puri Duniya Dekhne Ko Tarasti Hain,
Jane Vo Khud Kaha Kho Gayi Thi..........
poem by Apurva Jain
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Pantun - tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda (english version)
tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda
terkubur di tanah, terpendam di hati
yang rancang di kota senang diduga
yang hilang di desa sukar di ganti
i look for the small river of childhood
it is buried in the ground, latent in the heart
what is planned in the city are expected
what is lost in the village difficult to get back
tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda
terkubur di tanah, terpendam di hati
yang terdapat dikota susah di lupa
yang hilang di desa amat menyakiti
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Let's Do It
Birds do it, bees do it
Even educated fleas do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
In spain, the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and letts do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
The dutch in old amsterdam do it
Not to mention the fins
Folks in siam do it - think of siamese twins
Some argentines, without means, do it
People say in boston even beans do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Romantic sponges, they say, do it
Oysters down in oyster bay do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Cold cape cod clams, 'gainst their wish, do it
Even lazy jellyfish, do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Electric eels i might add do it
Though it shocks em i know
Why ask if shad do it - waiter bring me
"shad roe"
In shallow shoals english soles do it
Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Transcribed (from the stated recording) by todd peach
Other verses i've seen in print follow:
In old japan, all the japs do it
Up in lapland little laps do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
The chimpanzees in the zoos do it
Some courageous kangaroos do it
Let's do it, let's
Fall in love
I'm sure giraffes on the sly do it
Even eagles as they fly do it
Let's do it, let's fall
In love
Electric eels i might add do it
Though it shocks em i know
Why ask if shad do it - garcon de
"shad roe"
The world admits bears in pits do it
Even pekingeses at the ritz do it
Let's do it, let's
Fall in love
The royal set sans regret did it
And they considered it fun
Marie antoinette did it -
With or without napoleon
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Death And Departure.....
he is filling up his calendar
with travels
dream tours somewhere in the north
and then the south
white sandy beaches, cool green mountains
exotic cuisine, luxury hotels
tickets for two
all paid packaged tours
she is finally saying that she is not going anywhere
she will stay in the house
'... and die early'.
his bags are ready, the plane is waiting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Happy
I feel very happy :)
Whenever he comes back
From his official tours…
However much
We bicker, squabble
Or fight,
Something
Just doesn't
Feel right -
When he isn't
There with me.
We've been a couple
For more than twelve
Years now…
I'm so used to his
Presence, that his
Absence irks me.
He's my life's
Best friend,
Loving and
Accepting me
The way I am.
No wonder,
Whenever
He returns
Home from his
Tours, it feels like
Happy homecoming
To me :)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Do No Tours
Where
Do you get all of this 'stuff' from?
'From the attic'
From the attic?
But
I don't see any attic
'And you wont
I am the only one that has the key
And in my 'home'
I do no tours
I do guests
And no tours do those guests get.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The eyes are black and beautiful complexion fair and sweet.
The eyes are black and beautiful complexion fair and sweet.
Long and loose hang the locks the face innocence breathes.
The brow is broad and winsome eyebrows arched and sharp.
The heart feels stirrings of love the looks downward creep.
Restlessness assails the heart which longs since eve to weep.
Love is in its nascent form in gentle waves the madness leaps.
The false promises that it makes somewhat its worth decrease.
Why shouldn't your lyric Shad touch our heart and soul?
They describe the facts of life and sketch the life complete.
poem by Shad Azimabadi
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Hamar-Made Matches
'Here your Hamar-made matches!'-
Of them these verses I sang;
A thought to which humor attaches,
But yet to my heart sparks sprang.
Sparks from the box-side flying
Sank deep in my memory,
Till in a light undying
Two eyes cast their spell on me,-
Light on the fire that's present,
When faith blazes forth in deed.
Know, that to every peasant
Those eyes sent a light in need.
Sent to souls without measure
The flame of love's message broad,
Gathering in one treasure
Fatherland, home, and God.
For it was Herman Anker
Took of his fathers' gold,
Loaned it as wisdom's banker,
Spread riches of thought untold,
Scattered it wide as living
Seed for the soil to enwrap;
Flowers spring from his giving
Over all Norway's lap.
Flowers spring forth, though stony
The ground where it fell, and cold.
Never did patrimony
Bear fruitage so many fold.
Heed this, Norwegian peasant,
Heed it, you townsman, too!
That fruit of love's seed may be present,
Our thanks must fall fresh as dew.
'Here your Hamar-made matches!'
My thanks kindle fast. And oh!
This song at your heart-strings catches,
That kindling your thanks may glow.
The matches hold them in hiding,-
Scratching one you will find
The light with a warmth abiding
Carries them to his mind.
'Here your Hamar-made matches!'
Only to strike one here,
Our thanks far-away dispatches,
With peace his fair home to cheer.
His matches in thousands of houses,
In great and in small as well!-
The light that thanksgiving arouses
Shall scatter the darkness fell.
His matches in thousands of houses!-
Some eve from his factory
He'll see how thanksgiving arouses
The land, and its love flames free.
He'll see in the eyes so tender,
Through gleams that his matches woke,
The thanks that his nation would render,
His glistening wreath of oak,-
He'll feel that Norway with double
The warmth of other lands glows;
The harvest must more be than trouble,
When faith in its future grows.
'Here your Hamar-made matches!'
No phosphorus-poison more!
The bearer of light up-catches
The work of the school before:-
From home all the poison taking,
Hastening the light's advance,
Longings to warm light waking,
That lay there and had no chance.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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For Community Purposes
'...and keep in mind,
As we come to a close
Of viewing those living in denial...
This tour does not take requests,
To stop and offer positive assessments.
Those attempts have been tried...
And a few of our tour guides were hospitalized.
However...
We do supply applications,
For anyone desiring a federal grant
That details the importance of these tours,
To keep educational and entertainment enhanced...
For community purposes!
Make sure that is underlined.
That can not be overstated.
Remember...
These tours are for your knowledge.
And those grants are provided,
Without need of documentation.
This should be especially attractive to those,
Securing non-profit status! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lets Do It
Cole porter
Chinks do it. japs do it
Upper lapland little lapps do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
In spain the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and lits do it
Lets do it
Lets tall in love
The dutch in old amsterdam do it
Not to mention the finns
Folks in siam do it
Think of siamese twins
Some argentines without means do it
People say in boston even beans do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
Cold cape cod clams
gainst their wish do it
Even lazy jelly fish do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
Electric eels I might add do it
Though it shocksem I know
Why ask if shad do it
Waiter bring me shad roe
In the shallow shoals english soles do it
Goldfish in privacy of bowls do it
Lets do it
Well do it
Lets do it
Lets fall in love
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Ovid in the Third Reich
non peccat, quaecumque potest peccasse negare,
solaque famosam culpa professa facit.
Amores, III, xiv
I love my work and my children. God
Is distant, difficult. Things happen.
Too near the ancient troughs of blood
Innocence is no earthly weapon.
I have learned one thing: not to look down
So much upon the damned. They, in their sphere,
Harmonize strangely with the divine
Love. I, in mine, celebrate the love-choir.
poem by Geoffrey Hill
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