Best Ze Poems
This is a true-life celebration of love ballad. A chance meeting on a Greek island becomes a whirlwind romance. From Athens’ vibrant Monastiraki markets to a Taverna where you can experience the lively traditional, passionate Greek culture and music.
Join Demetri and his spirited Sismo Dance Company to the strains of his Bouzouki. This Original bilingual (English/Greek) musical experience blends the magic of love at first sight with traditional and Mediterranean flair, to moonlit beaches, it’s a tribute to all those who’ve ever fallen in love fast, felt deeply, and dared to dream.
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Come Closer To Me - Love at First Sight
LYRICS
COME CLOSER TO ME
Trelos ya sena
COME CLOSER, LOVE YOU TRUE,
Ella Konda mou na sou po,
MAY I HUG YOU,
Na s’angalayaso an boro,
I DANCED WITH YOU LAST NIGHT,
Ma ze sou horepsa egthes,
FOR ME YOU SEEMED SO RIGHT,
Agapi mou apo pou erthes?
COME CLOSER FOR IT IS MY AIM,
Ella Konda, na sou po,
TO TELL MY SECRET, THIS NO GAME,
To mistiko mou ella tho,
TO STAY WITH ME I ASK,
Thellou na zesume mazi.
ENJOY OUR YOUTH AND IN IT BASK.
Me tin igia mas ke krasi
WE WILL LOVE, KISS AND SIP FROM WINE,
Sta hili sou ena fili, se agapo toso poli,
AND WHILST WE DINE,
Ke an to potiri me krasi
IF A GLASS MAY FALL, BREAK AND SPILL,
Poh tay gee thee,
LET IT BE ON ME, IF IT WILL.
Na eme ego, ke ohi esee.
TOLD YOU THE SECRET TO MY HEART,
Goritsi mou, kseris ese to mystiko,
YOU WERE MY LOVE FROM THE START,
Apti tin argee, esouna ese.
YOU KNOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU, SO
Yati horis esena then boro,
FOREVER YOU’RE MY GAL AND ME YOUR BEAU.
Eeme trelos ya sena mono esena agapo.
TOLD YOU THE SECRET TO MY HEART,
Goritsi mou, kseris ese to mystiko,
YOU WERE MY LOVE FROM THE START,
Apti tin argee, esouna ese.
YOU KNOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU, SO
Yati horis esena then boro,
FOREVER YOU’RE MY GAL AND ME YOUR BEAU.
Eeme trelos ya sena mono esena agapo.
TO STAY WITH ME I ASK,
Me tin igia mas ke krasi
This poem may get into trouble,
The world wants identity double.
Attempting to culture commonality,
The world champions individuality.
Theft of language has become all too common,
Yesterday’s use today identifies one a strawman.
Definitions change, words take on other meaning,
Often toward groups one way leaning.
At our language different groups continually hack.
In the case of *****, African American, now Black.
Or European, White, then Caucasian,
Korean American, Indian, rather than Asian.
Why is it that unmentionable words,
You know them, our dialect’s turds.
The use of people demeaned still proliferates,
While outsiders use carry’s different weights?
Color, religion, disability, sex, and age,
All lines in the sand drawn to disparage.
We should agree that race be set aside,
Bound together in one Human pride?
Our world needs new words and labels,
Not old words containing past fables.
Words that create, unite, and rejoin,
Not words that change on the flip of a coin.
Straight should mean unbent?
Snowflake should be heaven sent.
Gay should be a happy feeling.
Black’s big “B” should begin peeling.
I applaud the generation of Ze.
The neutral meaning of he or she.
A word with definition created anew.
A word defining both me and you.
8/31/2017
‘Twas the night before Christmas in the little town of Oberflugelschweinsaxenmitcracklingewurst.
(There are some that are much longer; it isn’t the worst)
Now hier ist ze haus of ze happy family SCHMIDT
Und Herr Schmidt mit rosenconk giving ze gluwein a hit
Ze Schmidt kinder all excited - Santa Claus kommin to town
Und everyone so merry, mit big smiles, und never a frown
Und zere in ze garten ze liddle haus you know what for
Zose are ze shoes of Frau Schmidt sticken aus unter ze door
Und now here ist gekommin Santa Claus on der grosse toboggan
He is singin Oh! so merry cos he also had a noggin
See ze reindeer geklompin uberhead, leaving Lufthasa standingk
Zen down zey are kommin - all ready fur ze Landingk
Ach! Meine Gott! Zey are heading for ze liddle haus in ze garten!
Kablunden! Blitzen ! Alles Kaput! Ze liddle haus Ist geflattened
Und Frau Schmidt ist runningk aus mit ze knickers round ze ankles!
Zat’s enough to spoil your Christmas; in ze snow it really rankles
Fater Christmas zen ist sayingk: "Shtupid dumkopf reindeer - Heraus!
I gave you clear instruction to be landing on ze SCHMIDT Haus !!!!!"
Hienas don't taik cair of higeen;
we’r fond of karrion; we drink warm jin
wizaut tonik and we neva uze
ze mornin afta peels.
“Beest's on ze looz!” -
you shaut in panik, raizin flags of truce
over your comfy gravez but we refewz
to uphold dead men rites. Oh, wat a feest
of flesh! Ze dead will neva rest in peast.
14.07.2019
Pick A Title, Vol 6 - Personification - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
My aspirations mock me
my 'poetry's' prose
When I 'sink' "I've 'got it now"
ze toilet overflows
My metaphor's hum-drum, similes stale
my allusions as delicate as Moby the Whale
My plots are just schemes, so are my themes
at night they turn dreams into screams...
Oh, how I wish just for once I could say ~
I've really truly penned 'Poem of the Day'
My name is Harvey Honeybee,
I like to buzz around,
I'm looking for some flowers,
But they're nowhere to be found!
I've been looking for days,
And lots of lonely nights,
And it surely seems like,
Something has happened to my sights!
Where are all my buzzy friends,
I wonder where they could be?
I can still remember,
When they use to buzz with me!
Oh! I remember now!
I was caught in a jar!
And I must've been in it...
Longer than an hour!
I also remember!
I was caught in the summer!
Then turned loose into this winter cold!
While still in a slumber!
So I'd better go...
Before I freeze!
The wind is really cold!
And It's making me sneez-z-ze...AH-CH-O-O-O!!!
So I'll see ya later...
Because I want to stay alive...
Yes, I have to hurry...
And get back to my hive.
What's In Your Will?
Not everyone has houses or lands, gold or silver, stocks or bonds, IRA’S or CD’S, Cars or cash, insurance policies, etc. But that does not mean we have nothing to leave behind when we depart this earth. The best things in life are still free, and there can be great qualities in our lives that are well worth the leaving. So why not make a ‘None-Material Possession Will’, and describe from A to Z what you wish to leave behind. i.e.
A ATTITUDES THAT ARE GOOD WILL OPEN DOORS
B BOLDNESS IS STRONGER THAN COWARDICE
C COURTEOUSNESS IS NOT A WEAKNESS
D DECISIVENESS IS A FOOT- FORWARD ACTION
E ENERGY IS THE SPARK THAT IGNITES THE MIND
F FAITHFULNESS BUILDS CONFIDENCE
G GOODNESS HAS NO SUBSTITUTE
H HONESTY CREATES BELIEVERS IN YOU
I INTELLIGENCE IS NOT LIMITED TO NUMBERS
J JOY IS FAR SUPERIOR TO HAPPINESS
K KINDNESS IS ITS OWN REWARD
L LOVE GIVES MORE THAN IT RECEIVES
M MERRINESS NEED NOT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS
N NICENESS IS BLIND TO THE OBJECT OF ITS AFFECTION
O OBEDIENCE CAN COMMAND WHAT IT HAS SUBMITTED TO
P PLEASANTNESS IS AN INWARD CONDITION OF THE HEART
Q QUIETNESS CREATES OPPORTUNITIES FOR HEALING
R READINESS IS THE DOOR THAT OPENS OPPORTUNITY
S STABILITY CALMS AND HOLDS EVERYTHING TOGETHER
T TIMELINESS PREFERS TO STEP IN AFTER READINESS
U UNSELFISHNESS WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU ALONE
V VIBRANCY HAS ROOTS FUELED BY MOTIVATION
W WILLINGNESS UNCLOGS THE PIPES OF STUBORNESS
X XENIA (Ze-ni-e [Greek = Hospitality] )
Y YOUTHFULNESS IS A ONCE IN A LIFE-TIME DEAL
Z ZEAL GREATLY AIDS IN THE PATH TO VICTORY
Post102921PSCtest, Alphabet Soup, William Kekaula
2ND CONTEST ENTRY 51722, ABCEDARIAN POEM,
Caren Krutsinger. 2P
The Zio Mantras
We are innocent
ze committed no crimes
Some one else did worse than us
there is more death over there
look there, YES over there, not at us
rape, slaughter murder and starvation
are ok if we put on our uniforms
ze lie then lie more then sugar-coat it with lies
stolen truths and stolen lands
Our holy book commands us so
ze hold up victim cards
look look what you did to us
called us to account
Jews everywhere, immensely disgusted
their name and religion hijacked by Zio Terrorists
Remember one thing
every accusation they make, Israeli a confession
ABUJAS TIME MACHINE
We do recall the day Abuja
arrived in a strange flying machine
claimed to have created da ding..
landed at the caffe near..
our lecture halls...
Abuja took some permanent markers-
wrote some gibberish on the wall..
alluding to a malfunction of his-
time machine..the professor came
out to witness crazy Abuja antics
Abuja enters the caff e.. snatches
a newspaper from a lady..eating
chicken... Bujas claimed he could via..
his time machine read the next
months newspaper... abuja predicts-
the funny part..he is a bomb expert
now...trying to stop one from going
kaboom.. in the near future.
according to Bujas as hes fondly named
the machine would stop ze bomb from...
going kaboom..ze future is here bombs-
have gone kaboom but none where...
bujas stood, we are safe bujas neutralized
the kaboom...from ze terrorist..
and to you who will make ze time machine
know our abujas has already traveled
to the future.. we not sure we like him..
messing our future..bujas-
Hopping on his machines the wrong way...
did a hair rising crazy stunt... did i see
a television chute in his contraption...
he flew back to wherever he comes from
its undisputed bujas is crazy,
but its not disputed hes very intelligent..
Mwanoo young buja..
the crazy inventor of our time..
Abuja of the time machine fame..
Abuja - the proffesa frowned....
and ordered us back to our lecture
halls... who knows what he do next..
Lewis k Nyaga
He used to be very naughty and intelligent when he was young
He grew up too fast but faster he is losing his sharpness
However, one day my son demanded that he would go for outing
So took him to a nearby zoo
But by the way we have a little airport in our city
And an airplane was there
So he asked me what that was
And he was told that the airbus was taking off
Then in the zoo I had him see birds and animals including a zebra
Next, I took him to a park where he saw a baby on the pram
Before the sun went to the west we came back home safe
Luckily on our way we met with a young lady
And she happened to be the elder daughter of my colleague
And with a smile she asked this little boy if he had learned anything
Surprisingly he said, yes, today I learnt, take off Ze bra , baby
The lady was amused but a bit ashamed and I was too astonished
And to his mother when I told this story she went away laughingly.
it would be a last request, before the gallows
like baloo sings it
i'm being led there, the narrow path between the
faces of the people
my hands tied behind my back
the rope taut against the skin
and i'm going,
de-zop-ba-ronie
hap-da-dee-ba-lat
da-dat-dat-non
hey, a-baby-dot-doo
zaba-doo-doo-day-doo-bop
doo-boo-doo-day, ze-bonz
za-bop-bop-bobby
we arrive
i turn to the hooded executioner.
'take me home, daddy.'
COME CLOSER TO ME
Trelos ya sena
COME CLOSER, LOVE YOU TRUE,
Ella Konda mou na sou po,
MAY I HUG YOU,
Na s’angalyaso an boro,
I DANCED WITH YOU LAST NIGHT,
Ma ze sou horepsa egthes,
FOR ME YOU SEEMED SO RIGHT,
Agapi mou apo pou erthes?
COME CLOSER FOR IT IS MY AIM,
Ella Konda, na sou po,
TO TELL MY SECRET, THIS NO GAME,
To mistiko mou ella tho,
TO STAY WITH ME I ASK,
Thellou na zesume mazi.
ENJOY OUR YOUTH AND IN IT BASK.
Me tin igia mas ke krasi
WE WILL LOVE, KISS AND SIP FROM WINE,
Sta hili sou ena fili, se agapo toso poli,
AND WHILST WE DINE,
Ke an to potiri me krasi
IF A GLASS MAY FALL, BREAK AND SPILL,
Pote hethee,
LET IT BE ON ME, IF IT WILL.
Na eme ego,ke ohi esee.
TOLD YOU THE SECRET TO MY HEART,
Goritsi mou, kseris ese to mystiko,
YOU WERE MY LOVE FROM THE START,
Apteen arhee esoona esee,
YOU KNOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU, SO
Yati horis esena then boro,
FOREVER YOU’RE MY GAL AND ME YOUR BEAU.
Eeme trelos ya sena mono esena agapo.
NB - An English/Greek Love Song
ROY MERGED
Board ze stage coach Roy'
seat next to maggie Roy
sneak maggie look Roy
steal feel then now Roy
snatch tach.. margie
un-bothered Roy
naughty Roy
this is public place
public display of affection..
forgot you two just met Roy...
Oh see Maggie now angry at you Roy
are you promising..to be good behaved Roy
Roy and Maggie now best of friends..
in their folly try to keep it discreet.. luv
deluding themselves that people are...
unawares.. Roy sings Margie dances..luv
for both are into entertainment.. dances..
Maggie buddy buddies Roy
Roy you tell off Maggie..luv
you don like pal.. the pally
programming you hate...
private affiliated love..
Roy merged Roy
Roy submerged
Roy emerged ..
ROY OH.. loved..
loved and merged..
Lewis k Nyaga
There’s a talent show this evening at the RSPCA
Eight or nine impressionists are on the bill today
Some will do wild animals and some will croak like frogs
And a few, it seems, will do domestic cats and dogs
Well the show’s been on a while and the talent’s fairly rough
I’m thinking that I might go home because I’ve heard enough
The fella who just did a fish by flapping on the floor
Nearly made me leave but there are just a couple more
The last but one contestant did a half way decent leopard
My programme says this final act will do a German Shepherd
The audience responded as though they were sound asleep
When the guy took to the stage and said...
...‘Ve’re are ze sheep’
The morning sky looks down through baby blues
Hydrating raindrops from oak leaves still drip
Ephemeral the morning petrichor
Lovely plumeria form garden's lei
A hummingbird pursuing nectar's zen
Resplendent morning glories wakening
Kwee-tu-whit the lark warbles, with soft lilt
Songs praising April's floral potpourri
It sings of May's perfume as roses bloom
Now June's romance as lovers coalesce
Growing silkworm devours mulberry leaf
Soft breeze conducts the leafy orchestra
Our maker's paintbrush casts aside ennui
Fair springtime floods our senses with each hour