Misunderstandings
are like chillies.
seen in isolation
it makes you cry.
but
they add the zing
when mixed to a meal.
same way
lovers tiff
stood alone
is poison to relationship,
but
as a part
of
love's pot pourrie,
it cannot but add the
zing
and
bring zest to life.
..atp
.6.09.2007.
poem by Samyak Jain
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Zing Went The Strings Of My Heart
Dear, when you smile at me
I hear a melody
It haunted me from the start
Something inside of me
Started a symphony
Zing went the strings of my heart
Whoa now the breath of spring
Whoa i heard a robin sing
About a nest... apart
All that you seem to be
End up in harmony
Zing went the strings of my heart
I still recall the thrill
I guess i always will
I hope we'll never depart
Dear, with your lips to mine
A rhapsody divine
Zing went the strings of my heart
Zing went the strings of my heart
Zing zing zing zing
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Television Addiction
Tom said, ” My! Dearest Friend Hick,
Why do you appear so weak and sick?
Do you have any major stress? ,
You seem to be in a great distress.'
'Has your father excluded you from his will? ,
Or has your wife again incurred a hefty bill?
'Has your son topped from bottom in his class?
Or has your boss again called you an 'ass' '
Has your daughter courted the trouble same? ,
By courting that wanton Casanova again.'
Hick replied, 'These are the trivial things,
That cannot diminish my zest and zing
Now I have lost interest in life,
Because cable operators are again on strike.”
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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The Blackbird
Ov all the birds upon the wing
Between the zunny showers o' spring,-
Vor all the lark, a-swingen high,
Mid zing below a cloudless sky,
An' sparrows, clust'ren roun' the bough,
Mid chatter to the men at plough, -
The blackbird, whisslen in among
The boughs, do zing the gayest zong.
Vor we do hear the blackbird zing
His sweetest ditties in the spring,
When nippen win's noo mwore do blow
Vrom northern skies, wi' sleet or snow,
But dreve light doust along between
The leane-zide hedges, thick an' green;
An' zoo the blackbird in among
The boughs do zing the gayest zong.
'Tis blithe, wi' newly-opened eyes,
To zee the mornen's ruddy skies;
Or, out a-haulen frith or lops
Vrom new-pleshed hedge or new-velled copse,
To rest at noon in primrwose beds
Below the white-barked woak-trees' heads;
But there's noo time, the whole day long,
Lik' evenen wi' the blackbird's zong.
Vor when my work is all a-done
Avore the zetten o' the zun,
Then blushen Jeane do walk along
The hedge to meet me in the drong,
An' stay till all is dim an' dark
Bezides the ashen tree's white bark;
An' all bezides the blackbird's shrill
An' runnen evenen-whissle's still.
An' there in bwoyhood I did rove
Wi' pryen eyes along the drove
To vind the nest the blackbird meade
O' grass-stalks in the high bough's sheade;
Or climb aloft, wi' clingen knees,
Vor crows' aggs up in swayen trees,
While frightened blackbirds down below
Did chatter o' their little foe.
An' zoo there's noo pleace lik' the drong,
Where I do hear the blackbird's zong.
poem by William Barnes
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Hey Miss Fanny
Roy orbison/james morrow
Here comes fanny walking down the street
Walks so groovy and she talks so sweet
Hey miss fanny you sure look fine
Tell me please, wont you be mine?
Hey now miss fanny
Hey now please be mine
Well come on baby lets go downtown
Rock, jump and mess around
Well hang out and raise some fun
Well stay out till after one
Hey now miss fanny
Hey now please be mine
Well sugar us sweet and so are you
Im plumb crazy bout what you do
My heart string it does go zing zing
Everytime you start that thing
Hey now miss fanny
Hey now please be mine
Well listen to me baby please
Youve become my hearts ...
Youve got me just wild for you
Please dont drive me crazy too
Hey now miss fanny
Hey now please be mine
Hey miss fanny, please wont you be mine
Please be mine
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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So Much Of It That Comes Awarded
Not mystified by false idols.
Symbols
Bangles or beads.
Faith is a decision one makes.
And keeps that...
Throughout misery.
Or a grief left,
By another.
Who chooses that to leave.
Being pleased and grateful.
No judgements to pass or share!
Waking up each morning.
And expressing thankfulness.
Without concerns of what 'bling' to 'zing'
To wear for stares.
There is so much in life,
That awakens one aware.
So much of it is there without conflict.
So much of it that comes awarded...
One can afford that is not limited!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poison! Poison!
Poison I breathe, poison I eat,
And poison poison I do drink,
Poison are my thoughts, poison are my acts,
Poison are my sleeps, poison are my dreams,
My blood is poison, poison is my flesh,
And poison poison are my bones.
Wherever I move
I envenom my fellow beings,
And enlarge my kingdom,
This is how my life goes on,
Living in the world: all poison poison.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Shoestring
Everybody's pawning all their bling things.
Trying to live today on just a shoestring.
Giving in ain't easy for one thinking...
How will they survive,
Without the zing of bling things!
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooo
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooo
Droppin' hip hop poppin'
To stop coppin'...
From lockin' boppin'
So rock mop and toppin'.
They woke up soak and wet,
And feelin' threatin'.
'Cause' all the bling
They stung up...
Stopped affectin'!
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooo
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooo
Everybody's pawning all their bling things.
Trying to live today on just a shoestring.
Giving in ain't easy for one thinking...
How will they survive,
Without the zing of bling things!
And trying to live today on just a shoestring.
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah ooopah ooopah,
ooo woo...
ooopah pah ooo!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shimla
It seems that she stood up with open arms,
Raising them high;
In the mightiness lies the irresistible desire,
Where earth wants to meet the sky.
In the dense green cover
Shines the zing of youth.
Its touch of love from the blue,
As the descended cloud passes by.
The night slowly sets in.
Emerging lights on the hills make an alluring coverlet
As they come along with blinking stars.
Two bodies come close in the darkness,
Slip in beneath the sheet at distant far.
Entwined in each other they lie,
The ecstatic mountain and the blissful sky.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Isolation
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize
Isolation, isolation, Isolation, isolation, isolation.
song performed by by New Order
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My Eyes Are Fixed Only Upon The Dealer
I've made comments.
And sometimes read more,
Of your work.
I may or may not give what I read a rate.
I appreciate the giving done.
Because I know what that takes.
But to suggest that I must read,
Your submissions with a rating I don't feel.
Doesn't do the craft any justice at all.
Going through the motions,
To appeal an ego seeking to be massaged.
With a zap to zing a zest,
That produces an invitation to squeal with zeal.
Ugh!
I never was one to seek that kind of praise.
Since my connection began with pure love.
You know?
I'm one of those who do it for the art types!
I've made comments.
And sometimes read more,
Of your work.
I may or may not give what I read a rate.
I appreciate the giving done.
Because I know what that takes.
But I'm not going to foresake what I do for you.
Nothing like that appears in the deck of cards...
God has dealt to me.
And until I leave...
My eyes are fixed only upon The Dealer.
That's it!
This is His game.
Not mine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Spring
When wintry weather's all a-done,
An' brooks do sparkle in the zun,
An' naisy-builden rooks do vlee
Wi' sticks toward their elem tree;
When birds do zing, an' we can zee
Upon the boughs the buds o' spring, -
Then I'm as happy as a king,
A-vield wi' health an' zunsheen.
Vor then the cowlsip's hangen flower
A-wetted in the zunny shower,
Do grow wi' vi'lets, sweet o' smell,
Bezide the wood-screened graegle's bell;
Where drushes' aggs, wi' sky-blue shell,
Do lie in mossy nest among
The thorns, while they do zing their zong
At evenen in the zunsheen.
An' God do meake his win' to blow
An' rain to vall vor high an' low,
An' bid his mornen zun to rise
Vor all alike, an' groun' an' skies
Ha' colors vor the poor man's eyes:
An' in our trials He is near,
To hear our mwoan an' zee our tear,
An' turn our clouds to zunsheen.
An' many times when I do vind
Things all goo wrong, an' v'ok unkind,
To zee the happy veeden herds,
An' hear the zingen o' the birds,
Do soothe my sorrow mwore than words;
Vor I do zee that 'tis our sin
Do meake woone's soul so dark 'ithin,
When God would gi'e woone zunsheen.
poem by William Barnes
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Knowing That It's Going On
Behind the wheel I can drive,
With you so close by my side.
And under a star bursting sky...
We ride with a love of life we like,
Undenied and so high!
And knowing that it's going on!
Snacks munched on the scene,
Are more enjoyed while singing.
We've got that happiness 'thing'.
With a zing that sizzles...
And a tingle that rings!
As a bongo looped with the rhythm flows.
To get us popping our fingers to that hip hop beat...
Grooving sounds from the radio.
We bob our heads as the moonlight glows.
And this is how we keep,
Our weekends together sweet.
And knowing that it's going on!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Only Measure
He went back to work, I fell asleep, when
he returned, I had cleaned the flat and all
the dishes, feeling sleepy, but oh, so happy,
blue eyes shining, seeing his delight, offered
him a pre-dinner drink, a meal for a king, he
loved it, I’m not domesticated, this is special,
he kissed my hands, my face, my everything
I kissed him back, life is GOOD when you have
someone to love, not simply a sex toy, which
is good enough, everyone assures me, but I’m
the old-fashioned kind, while full well realizing
sex per se is meaningless, I love adding it as zest
to my love relationship with Rudi, he is someone
special, far beyond mere romance
Yet, he is romance incarnate, that will change, all
assure me, it is a chemical reaction, short-lived –
just until I conceive and have his child – then he’ll
turn his attention elsewhere, every time I come
across this cynical assessment I cry again, it is so
sad and threatening, why did my mother die when
I was born – did she feel rejected already
Did she know of the cynical opinions to come? I’m
scared of life, Rudi is my breastplate, his loyalty to
our relationship my only measure to determine
where I am …
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Lifestyle - Spices
after having lived with
Malays and Indians for so long
I cannot take a meal without hot chillies
and other tropical spices
my mother laughs
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Two Lovers
Well Ive got two lovers and I aint ashamed
Two lovers and I love them both the same
Let me tell you bout my first lover
Hes sweet and kind, hes mine all mine
He treats me good like a lover should
And makes me love him
I really really love him
Oh oh oh oh I love him so
And Ill do everything I can
To let him know
But Ive got two lovers and I aint ashamed
Two lovers and I love them both the same
Let me tell you bout my other lover
You know he treats me bad, he makes me sad
He makes me cry but still I cant deny
That I love him
I really really love him
Oh oh oh oh I love him so
And Ill do everything I can
To let him know
Oh but darling, well,
Dont you know that I can tell
Whenever I look at you
That you think that Im untrue
cause I said that I love two
But I really really do
cause youre a split personality
And in reality
Both of them are you
But Ive got two lovers and I aint ashamed
Two lovers and I love them both the same
Ive got two lovers but I aint ashamed
cause both of them are you
Ive got two lovers and I aint ashamed, no
Two lovers and I love them both the same
Ive got two lovers, two lovers
And both of them are you
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Lies and Love
We have lies and love mixed together,
Mixed like mortar with wise appeal.
Our happy signs mean so much for us,
Yet returning to the senses of our limbs
Reminds us of more pacts with life.
The life we meal is forever closed just now
For the blood and guts and gore is wrong to do -
Our life should end in a minute, in solid speech,
So that your signs are beheld, and written.
These are lasting hours of rectification,
Please do understand enormous deeds
And your love I complete without death,
Death is when it comes, when it comes.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Lovers Walk
I wont walk with my head bowed
(be on) beyond caution where lovers walk
My love walks where threes a crowd
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers walk, lovers scramble
Beyond caution where the lovers walk
Lovers step, shuffle and gamble
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers trip, lovers stumble
Lovers dip, lovers fumble
Lovers lip where love has crumbled
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Lovers strut, lovers stroll, lovers leap
Lovers late, lovers wait
Making promises that they cant keep
Lovers link up arm and arm
Lovers slink up, lovers charm
Lovers drink up and come to harm
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Love is gone and its no ones fault
Love has stopped here, lovers halt
Lovers dont walk, lovers run
Will you look what love has done
Will you look what love has done
Will you look what love has done
Beyond caution where lovers walk
Now loves limping on a lovers crutch
Looking for a hand with a personal touch
Beyond caution where lovers walk
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Flinging The F-word
I suppose some of you versifiers
think the use of the f-word
puts that extra zing
in your lines
You think the truth is as crude
and coarse as your writing is
You abandon all standards
convinced of your righteous
intent
You ignore Emily's rule-
'Tell all theTruth but tell it slant-'
Emily Dickinson's
metaphor for
her lack of directness
is the stuff of poetry
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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What Sanctity...? ...
T he dawn is part of pattern webs which spin
O ut from the past and not from future fate,
A nd may Time mime, itself anticipate?
C an far horizons scan the span within?
T he wind won’t carry inkling whispers in
O pen echo unfurled in single trait.
R esponse to whom? to what? When? Early? Late?
N ew strength unveiled, by star signs sent to bait
O ne Cause or one Effect, - to end? begin?
T he story feeds from song or need to sing?
O ne’s need to heed the lied, lead on, create
U rgent vistas which can compensate
DRE aded hole inside inside’s dammed spring,
AMA zing grace to help face everything?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Poison Ivy
Nothing can compare
Two weeks I stared
Hands, hand tied
I got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Hey hey, oh well
I've got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Oh, well
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
Took my youth
Everything that ever meant something
Nothing comes between me and you
Most of my friends
Most of my friends
Are dead because of you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
I had no choice
But to love you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
[fade and repeat to end]
song performed by by Von Blondies
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