there’s a head ache caused by a chill
body signals it needs some rest
nectar within yet continues to spill
rising bliss mists notify we are blest
spine as always is a band of steel
cool heat therein has a soothing feel
as the witness unthinking
watching, sensing, feeling
poised as awareness unblinking
savouring taste of bliss appealing
each breath we embrace and release
dwelling thus in time dissolved peace
The ashtray yells
There is an angry drunk man in front of me
That looks at me
And I avoid him
My body throws acid chemicals
That make my head ache
It is raining
And I am done.
I’m pretty psychic Luella said. Can I give you a reading?
I am open, so I say “sure”.
To me give, means give.
“It’s sixty dollars,” she now says.
I am less open to it now.
But she is a friend, and it is only sixty dollars.
(This is when I was still working).
Your chakras are off, do you have a backache?
I stare at her. “no.”
Neck ache?
No
Head ache?
No
Pain in your foot?
I start to giggle.
She gives me a non-friendly look.
I wish I had not already handed over the sixty dollars.
Back ache
Head ache
Tooth ache
Arthritis in my knee
Arthritis in my fingers
Arthritis in both ankles
My eyesight is going
A filling has fallen out of my back tooth
Age has changed me
Weird that I never thought it would
Now me and my knees know better
Three celestial bodies 'tis a crowd.
A trinity, a tussle kerfuffle if you please!
The 'three body problem' in space
made Sir Isaac Newton's head ache.
He couldn't sleep at night.
For its easy to see how two bodies interact.
They're a couple
Adding the third one
makes a terrible three, a triad triumvirate.
No one can predict how they will interact
with each other.
Can three tango?
Can you ever really know what
the other one is doing while
you are watching the other one at the time?
It's sneaky what the un-watched
can do behind your back,
in the corner of your eye!
For when three converge,
each longing for an equal share,
on the stage, under the bright lights,
all sense of unity fades into a fractured affair
and a terrible selfish chaotic fight.
But nevertheless, despite all this,
a threesome can be kinky!
Leopard Kitty had the pool to herself.
She sat on the edge, on the cat-loving shelf.
Others saw her there, and tiptoed quickly away.
She looked to be in a vile ugly mood this fine day.
Oh, let’s go on down, Tiger King Meow said.
He was in the mood to swim, in trunks of swim red.
Tigress Cat was unsure, so she feigned a head ache.
She had seen Leopard Kitty’s other side, for goodness sake!
Tiger King Meow and Leopard Kitty got along well.
They swam laps, danced a watusi and told others to go to…..
Made it a daily thing, this little te’te’te of two.
What was the Tigress Cat to do?
She finally joined them, and realized Leopard Kitty was not bad.
She had listened to silly rumors from her mom and granddad.
They were all fast friends now, and there were kittens galore.
They watched each other’s kits while Tiger King shopped at the store.
He brought home the bacon, the salmon and the kibble.
Kept women, which gave the neighbors something to nibble.
But neither cared, for they were living the life they wanted now.
Both dancing the watusi with their husband, Tiger King Meow.
Oh my math! Oh my math!
You are a head ache or clear cache,
I don’t understand you till I solve,
Is it a part of my problem solve?
Oh dear math! Oh dear math!
Please be simple, don’t be so tough,
You want me to practice, doing some rough?
It’s so hard, I want to give up!
Oh toughest math! Oh toughest math!
Whenever I solve algebra,
I never take it as easy to see zebra,
Whenever I solve integers,
I always think about strangers,
Whenever I solve linear equations,
There stands a line of questions!
Oh annoying math! Oh annoying math!
Whenever there is a doubt,
I tell my teacher to sort it out,
Always one answer on the tip of her tongue,
Practice, practice and practice ample,
You becoming a mathematician, will become simple!
Oh simple math! Oh simple math!
Solving maths is full of fun,
Maths is nowhere tough, no need of rough,
It’s never so hard to give up!
I was burning outside and was shivering from inside as cold wind was blowing hard,
Body pain and head ache broke me into pieces but i didn't give up.
Yesterday a word step out from my life
It is not with my consent
The word is my heart beat
That word make my life till these days
And it was my tongue
Now my life is not going smooth
Jealousy with blindness ruling over me
The word I search everywhere
Please come back to me
Otherwise I fell down with my head ache
May be it is wandering around me
I beg your mercy for finding
And waiting for my dear soul…
My head is badly aches
So many thoughts inside
Screams, tears, fears and pain
To deal with everything
Heart beats in mysterious rhythms
Restless night relieves my senses
Mind tracing you everywhere
Look upon me and think of my fate
Ghost is laughing around there
Persons thought are like water in a deep well
Someone with insight can draw them out
More rain.
The pavement is dark with wet and I’m inside
Reading by cloudy light.
Eyes straining.
Orson Scott Card makes my head ache
As much as he makes it think.
I am Ender,
Or so I like to think.
I am Valentine too:
Guilty and conniving.
Perhaps I am even Peter,
The dark recesses of my desires
Chiseling my ambitions into evil.
Perhaps if I weren’t so damn lazy,
I would be as endlessly dangerous
As the Wiggins.
Perhaps if I weren’t stretched across
The living room couch;
Full to bursting with M&Ms
And the anticipation for a story
I already know.
I’m oblivious to the world
Until Dad breaks my concentration,
Until I’ve turned the last page
And left the Speaker for the Dead
Travelling across the universe
With his scheming sister.
It’s raining outside
And it’s raining in me,
The same as it always is
When the words have drained themselves
And I’m still as unsatisfyingly unsuccessful as before.
I oughtn’t read in half-light.
I’m too melancholy
To be left alone in the near-dark.
I yield to unknown sound
Rhythm that blossom my heart
Swing arm with tangle legs
Accelerating directly proportional to the echo
My head ache as it beat twice as rock tempo
I perceived peril ahead
Roaring of lion nature in humanity
Seeking for whom to devour
I am a prey without rescuer
Fears grab me as the thought of u-turn occupied my heart
Standing at Y junction
To my right a kingdom await me yet the road is daredevil
My Left preaches infatuation
I devour all obstacles at the right to visit the kingdom
I hope against hope as I journey through
Behold the torment vanish quickly
My eyes behold beauty this kingdom in extraordinary manner
Finally I saw Him seating on thrown and my love seating at His right hand
'Welcome to come' He said
I sang praises unto my love
Finally I am home
When you are blessed
with an intelligent mind
People are always
three steps behind
The talk on their breaks
Makes my head ache
How much meaning
is there in what you
ate for dinner last night
or how much sleep you got
For God's sake
What about the rising of
the Phoenix or how many
more planets we've discovered
Why carpet fibers tickle babies
noses and are toxic
Why molecules shrink
when under pressure
Why space time travel could
be possible in the near future
Why artists have an affinity
for rhyming
Is it in their genes
So many things to talk about
than what you had for dinner
Enough, I'm upset you got that right
Wow even my stomach is turning
Does this ever end good for me
I've made sure I was careful here
It does not seem worth the promises made
Let my heart hurt
Let my head-ache
Let my voice quiet
Let my eyes tear
Let my spine shiver
Let my mind shock
Just let it go and go and go
Its like clock work and yet I'm amazed we dont hurt
Us people with softer hearts hurt further
No apologies and no understanding for us
Enough, Im cold-bloodily done!
the drug of choice
the taste in the back of throat
as it invade your veins
I survived methadone
escaping the grasp not easy on one soul
Africa came to the rescue
from the bark of a tree
illegal it was smuggle for me
and with a will to be free I not indulge in aspirin from Bayer
for an head ache
crack I smoked a plenty and that make you dangerous
as you want more never to achieved the first hit to be reach
a science you became a cook using the microwave as your new religion
but my garden full of roses I proved you wrong of no redemption
and a great motivator speaker I cure
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