Tamara The Sequel
The dried leaves cripple, lifeless,
Stomped underneath his restless feet
Open the path to the falling waters
Visible through naked eyes,
So arrogant
Spread its wings, like Garuda
Tons of sounds, fall into
The river, where Tamara unleashes her voluptuous
Flesh, for the Sun to glimpse with a smile
Her mountainous breasts, tremor
Whenever it touch the cold water
Breathlessness has captured the Prince
Amid the brisk walk he endures
To find the fortress that seals thousands
Of secrets, concealing her well kept beauty
He looks up to the blue sky
Whispers to scores of Hummingbirds
“Hey buddies, lead me to the Princess,
And I’ll make you, a Kingdom”
The Hummingbirds unhesitant
Lead him to the Hanging Garden of Babylon
Like walking into a dream that never ends
Pink Primrose, Mountain Laurel, Hellebores,
Hydrangea, Persimmon and Glory Lily
Her smell is like those flowers
The Hummingbirds sing to him
“Tamara wants you to scratch her back,
Scratch her back, scratch her back,
And she’ll scratch yours”
With laughter that drums up
His heart beat, Prince Charming
Runs his way through the enchanting waters
Naked, he kisses Princess Tamara, who is
Forever more, wants to die in his arms
Heavy tears, dropp from the sky above
Flooding the two souls, vanish
Into ecstasy,
A lifetime gift
They are the priceless gems
Almandine Garnet, Chrome Tourmaline,
Larimar, Peridot, Rhodochrosite
They are those gems
Morning dews sizzle, panoramically
As the couple, dance
In the bed of Roses
Where sigh and moan
Attunes, without hindrance
Their breaths perspire profusely
Legs tremble like tambourine
The bed reads maximum Richter scale
They say love is a many splendid things
They are history
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Tamara Princess of Satira
I walk; carry the weight of the sands, dust particles of gold
Beneath, lay the tomb, resurrected in chamber of seven
Headed snake, guarding the abandoned soul of Princess Tamara
From Hanaring, the city of guardian angel
Her eyes full of killer’s instinct, bewildered with terror
Her walk creates the sound of ancient Jazz, symphonized
By the ruthless pharaohs, costumed in satire silk
When the moon shines on her flawless black hair,
An unwanted eclipse, overshadows every man’s heart
Zanatic climbs on every mind that sleeps
With velvet dream, wet by salty lips
The beat of drums, summoned by rushes of adrenalin
Ruins mellow hearts, starving for infinite orgasms
Hurricane halts, as Tamara blows her exile away
And drifting right to the laps of Prince Charming
City of Hanaring, once again echoed with satirical harp
That trounces and trances the lost souls, drown
In the river of Babylon
“Tamara, Tamara, Tamara, the Fauna and Flora,
Princess of Satira”
The royalties and commoners, chanting
“Hanaring is no longer crying, but dancing”
Prince Charming kneels before her
With jagged smile and a husky voice, he utters
“I’m here to feed your soul, with my gray heart
That turns red, when fed by yours”
In a brisk lightning of serenade vows
Murmur in silence pale
From dusk to dawn
Even Vampires, cease drinking blood
In respect of the Twosome
Tamara from Hanaring
The roaring...…
Princess
And the Prince Charming
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Scratch My Back
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
One good turn deserves another
Be my love, Ill be your lover
Its all part of natures laws
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch yours.
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
Joy they say is in the giving
Come on give, make life worth living
Your welfare is my concern
Do a favour for me, Ill do one in return
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
Scratch me now a little lower
What a feeling do it slower
Thats it, hmm youre getting hot
Well I gotta admit, you just hit the spot
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Itch and Scratch
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
Just like a train
on a railroad track
You go away today
and tomorrow come back.
Try taking an aeroplane
instead of a car,
then hop on a rocket
to a distant star.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
And just like an itch
you’ve got under my skin,
this is a situation
that I just can’t win.
Please give me a break
and get off my back.
Get out of here
and don’t come back.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Ballade Of A Great Weariness
There's little to have but the things I had,
There's little to bear but the things I bore.
There's nothing to carry and naught to add,
And glory to Heaven, I paid the score.
There's little to do but I did before,
There's little to learn but the things I know;
And this is the sum of a lasting lore:
Scratch a lover, and find a foe.
And couldn't it be I was young and mad
If ever my heart on my sleeve I wore?
There's many to claw at a heart unclad,
And little the wonder it ripped and tore.
There's one that'll join in their push and roar,
With stories to jabber, and stones to throw;
He'll fetch you a lesson that costs you sore:
Scratch a lover, and find a foe.
So little I'll offer to you, my lad;
It's little in loving I set my store.
There's many a maid would be flushed and glad,
And better you'll knock at a kindlier door.
I'll dig at my lettuce, and sweep my floor,
Forever, forever I'm done with woe.
And happen I'll whistle about my chore,
"Scratch a lover, and find a foe."
L'ENVOI
Oh, beggar or prince, no more, no more!
Be off and away with your strut and show.
The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core:
Scratch a lover, and find a foe!
poem by Dorothy Parker
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Mutual Itch One Lonely Night
this mutual each we have
one lonely night
when the moon sails in the
black sky
and the stars are too near
like lilies to the sailboat
on the placid lake,
i scratch my itch
you scratch yours
but what about our backs
those parts that i cannot reach
and you cannot reach
too
we follow the natural law
i'll scratch your back
and you scratch mine
no more no less
we are just
but friends,
tonight
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wretched Ways
they are all connected
every single one
scratch your back
scratch mine
with evil lying tongues
the time clock
a free for all
who knew she worked so hard
she must be invisible
since I'm always there before
she starts
I was taught with dignity
lead with honesty and respect
I am proud of what I learned
and plan to live up to it
those who dropp in don't truly know
or maybe just turn their heads
it is nothing like it is run
while he is gone
than when he is in the neighborhood
great examples of what I don't want to be
but there are more places than this
maybe I'll get to where I'm going
and eventually be able to come back and
change things for these kids...
poem by La La La Laurie
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If I could travel back in time
If only I could travel back in time
When my youth was all at its prime
I'd start all over from the scratch
Just to find my perfect match
I'd be Cleopatra laden with jewels
The queen of Kingdom that ever did dwell
I'd bathe in fragrance, petals and rose
The Queen of Egypt, Anthony would have chose
My serving maids would clad me in silk
And scrub me all over by pouring milk
My life would be on a primrose path
Luxuries would surround me and never would last
I would not have worries to pay my bills
If my prince charming came galloping down the hill
He'd take me by surprise and make me his queen
If only this was a reality and not just a dream :)
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Living on a Hope
Living on a hope
Looking through blind eyes
Whispers on a silent night
Which fall on deaf ears
As the shattering rain drops
Lull me to sleep
It’s not what I’ve dreamed of
But what it really is
Distant memories of what used to be
Current memories of present times
Written on the clouds above
This is beyond, so unpleasant
Maybe not all that glitters is gold
Awaiting the fair princess
The felling of her hand on my face
So pail (in color) and cold (in feeling)
Lips touch lips and breaths intertwine
Emotionally unstable is the prince
Who is now a frog
Why the pain and misery
What lures the creature into a beast
What fuels the emotion into sheer tears
Questions remain unanswered
As the night alls to a halt
Well the frog may be the prince
But what is the princess
Pray for the prince as the battle never ends
Since what you see is a prince battle hate over love
A romance which may never end
Or should have never started in the first place
Draw your courage and fight for what you believe in
And always let your heart lead the way
Through a strong but definite mind.
poem by David Cauchi
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Cold Morning Light
I believe if I was all alone,
I would be better off in a world my own
Id forget I ever knew of you, and this dream every
Night that you put me through
We walk along a hollywood sea
And you dance once again with me
We are close, we are friends
And our love never ends
But in the cold morning light I see
That you wont be back for me
The wound you left is healing and then
It starts itching and I scratch it open again
So the pain comes out and I give in
And indulge my imaginations, whims
We sit and drink victorian tea
And your face wears a smile for me
I was yours, you were mine
Our hearts bound, lost in time
But in the cold morning light I see
That you won't be back
For me there can be no peace
For me there can be no rest
I believe though Ive tried my best
Im condemned it seems to a life of
Restlessness and broken dreams
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Love And Be Loved
The Princess was given a gift;
she would love and be loved
her whole life long, when the
evil fairy came with her curse
to the christening, saying the
Princess would be turned out
of her kingdom; she could not
take away the gift of love
Though the curse was fulfilled,
the Princess lost her kingdom,
love went with her in the form
of a Prince turned into a Hedge-
hog who loved the Princess
more than life; the Princess
grew to love the Hedgehog
also and her kiss revealed
Her love to him, turned him back
into a Prince; all the evil fairy had
done was to make sure that the
Princess had an adventurous life,
married her true love who had laid
down his life to save hers when he
became a Hedgehog to serve…
E Nesbit - The Princess and the Hedgehog -
Abelard-Schumann 1974
poem by Margaret Alice
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Place Where Light Is
In these cold rainy nights,
In these streets, in these dreams
I'll walk in my solitude
To a place where light is.
Do not ask who I am,
Do not ask where I go-
I've lost all direction,
Yet I always knew this-
I'll find my way back
To a place where light is.
No, it can't be that far-
I've walked many miles,
I've seen it in a smile
Of a girl like a breeze-
I'll find my way back
To a place where light is.
I've been walking in darkness
Of frozen minds,
I saw hearts that were numb
And eyes that were blind,
I saw tears and pain,
War and disease,
But I just kept on walking
To a place where light is.
Yes, I know it's near,
By those mulberry trees
And those valleys of daffodils,
Where the hummingbirds sing,
Where my love rests in waiting
With a smile like a breeze-
Yes, I'll find my way back
To a place where light is.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Scratch The Surface
Scratch the surface serve a purpose
scratch the surface don't waste my time
Such empty life Such simple sheep night after night
herd to the creeps all hidden faults beauty is null
such shallow sight barely skin deep
What is the force that drives the superficial
tell me what keeps their minds remaining little
so afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
so afraid to actually scratch the surface.
All mirrors hide Big money lies faillure inside
big lying eyes that's maybe why eyes are the soul
they take so much time big dollar signs
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Scratch The Surface
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The golden rule of cats that governs all relationships we have with people: you scratch my back, you scratch my back.
David Fisher in Conversations with My Cat
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Journey To The Kingdom Of Dark Prince(Sun Princess-VI)
The Princess awe-stuck asked the Dark-prince at once
'But how could you reach our kingdom as my horse? '
'In Wizi-quizy -witchy fair, your court sorceress,
bought me though, I couldn't tell her as days were worse!
Told the Prince and pleaded princess to touch him then,
with her magic wand, to turn him to, the large-winged bird.
Princess, felt very ashamed, how could she ride on his back?
The Prince laughed, and said -'Princess, I'm your guard.
But I need you to dispel the dark-spell of evil wizard.
My parents are captivated in his prison, under his spell.
We have to get before night falls, with all black-art.
Touch, touch me with your magic stick without any fail.'
Reluctantly, Princess did so, and rode on the mythical bird.
They whispered all the way and the prince told how did he,
fall in love with the princess since he saw her in her realm!
Then the princess said, 'O, O my prince! 'ashamed was she!
As they were going near Dark-realm, the light of the sun was
Fading out, fading out and fading out, the vista thus changed.
The woods, rivers, seas and hills lost their color natural...
Only black, and black and black, also darkness there reigned.
The prince in form of bird, could not keep his wings opened.
Rewinding wings meant, going down, down, to earth's surface.
Princess, told to land him soon, in any place which may be safe.
They darted down near a den, occupied by a primordial lioness.
She rushed roaring but the princess then sprinkled the love ray
calling her-'Dear, lioness, we are the guest of Dark-realm,
come and greet him with honor, and show us king's palace's way.'
The lioness said with tearful eyes, 'My husband is no more king
of kingdom, the Black Magician has made us animal'she did say.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Gratefully Not Available
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
You call...
After all these years.
To have a confrontation,
Or to leave me in tears?
Which is it?
A call to see how I am doing?
To ask who I am screwing of late?
What audacity you have,
To think I am here waiting?
I'm surprise you're still alive!
I have no intentions to return to your jive.
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
I am doing well.
And I hope you are too.
I have no animosity in my heart for you.
I have gone on with my life...
Inspired and motivated.
Is that what you do?
You want us to discuss what went wrong?
You want us to reconnect,
To make what you left stronger...
From your point of view?
You must be crazed to believe those days,
With you I wish to relive.
To raise more havoc I rid from myself...
To invite back with you to live?
You're nuts!
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
And no matter what thoughts you had,
And still have of me...
I appreciate your call.
However...
Erase from your mind,
Any memories you believe I still cherish.
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
In fact...
Burn it!
And connect this to your mind:
'For you there is not time!
It has gone.
And I am gratefully not available! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Disney Story
(written from a male perspective)
You say you’re Cinderella
Or so you want to be
Does this mean that you’ve found
You Prince Charming in me?
You also say you’re Jasmine
So Princess please be mine
A whole new world I’ll show you
A world of love divine
Your favorite is Tinkerbell
So I’ll be Peter Pan
Together we can fly away
Off to Neverland
And if you’re Sleeping Beauty
Then I will be the one
To kiss your lips, open your eyes
And fill your life with sun
And if I was the Beast
And your name was Belle
I know that I could count on you
To free me from the spell
And if I was Prince Eric
Would you come with me?
As my Ariel I would show you
A love deeper than the sea
Just like a Disney tale
Filled all with love and laughter
You and I will be together
Happily ever after
So tell me your desires
I’ll make your dreams come true
A life of happiness
Princess, I’ll share with you
Please be my Princess
And your Prince I will be
Together we can live
Our own Disney story
poem by Emily Reid
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Nobody Loves You
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine
I've been across to the other side
I've shown you everything, i got nothing to hide
And still you ask me do i love you, what it is, what it is
All i can tell you is it's all show biz
All i can tell you is it's all show biz
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you knife mine
I've been across the water now so many times
I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind
And still you ask me do i love you, what you say, what you say
Everytime i put my finger on it, it slips away
Everytime i put my finger on it, it slips away
Well i get up in the morning and i'm looking in the mirror to see, ooo wee!
Then i'm lying in the darkness and i know i can't get to sleep, ooo wee!
Nobody loves you when you're old and grey
Nobody needs you when you're upside down
Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground
song performed by by Lennon John
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Dogs In The House
since we love the dogs
who sleep with us
now we must feast
with all the fleas
we feel the rhythm
of their barks
we mark our lives
with dog ears
we master the art of
stand and sit and roll
and get that ball!
now scratch my back
as i scratch yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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