Long Cupid Poems
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I crown you the king of stupid
Messing with a love that cupid
Sent your way for you to hold
But you have been very cold
Freezing her heart till it makes
Shattered pieces that just break
A loving woman's will to live
There's nothing else she can give
Her care showed through every day
With her actions she would say
How much you meant in her life
Never causing pain or strife
Thinking her love was enough
But you were so mean and gruff
Even through the months of sorrow
She'd be by your side tomorrow
Trying to give all she had
Through the good and all the bad
You just see her loving side
Not the tears she always cried
Wondering what she was doing
That you couldn't see her proving
Her desires and devotion
What ever gave you the notion
To push her love to the curb
Making you slowly disturb
The feelings she had way down deep
That you didn't want to keep
Now she's gone leaving you with
An empty feeling in the pit
Of your lonely soul that seeps
Because you were such a creep
uninvited meddling
intruding on our
happiness
intruding and meddling
undermining my
who invited you into
the mix
how did you get involved with this
acting like you
supposse to be here
who put you
in our mix
it aint cute
it aint humorus
punkazz moves
this aint your introduction
wondering who I am with
like you Cupid or
something get it right
take your your Que and leave
Emotional processing
acting like a freind of us
I creid when I started
loving you
redifining who was us
cultural ignorance
makes people
think they are apart
relationship complexing
don't you even start
we are in love
love's our thing
that's what it is
Piu Mosso
characterized by frustration
get my thoughts together
cool mind
overcome frustration
leave us alone
get it right
be forreal
streess is my concern
thats me being all real
people are strange
they way we use and play
it's a socail thang
people are funny that way
being real
might mean someone gaming you
if your love is real
then it's just me and you
drums and electric guitars
mixed with bassoons and chellos and violens
a mixed feeling
conflicts and resolutions
sweet resolved sounds.
The "Meddler appears courtsey of Jive Groove albumn co.
Two lovers were contracted by
Big Dank and Danky DoMost
of Bizzy Sounds and Music Co.
All Up In It appars
courtsey of
Going Out To Dance Music Group
of the Origins of Big-Band Izzy Grooves
B.I.R.C Music LLC>
The Orcastra is conducted by
Frill Thrill Tensions
A.K.A. ___________________
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of Best Sounds Music INC>
Tuxedos and Gowns
from Ranted by Us fabricsInc.
Real Feel but Counterfeit
aacheived by Deceit and Undermining
of BigCity Know it Alls
a Music Concept Production Co.
New York and San Francensco
Respectivly.
Copyrights and Patents
all done with Respect"
Fore Clout" used
with permission
of Cock-enOhh Mussic
Catty Dancey sang on wiff
Dizzy
was recorded with Love on Love
Orchestra
Song written by
Cheap and Sincere
of Ditto-Ditto
Danky Mizzo conducting
Ballad of the poet
When the moon kissed the sun, and light spread upon the earth. *hh*
Bright and early,
early bird gets the worm.
With sullen time on stand by.... *DJ*"
Spurns emerald valleys that blur upon my new-found perch *J.M.G*
While all nature wakes from slumber in timeless glory. *E.G*
Morning glory stroked by a ceremonious dandelion... whisper~ *K.D*
Bitter like morning breath.
Rooster crows, two songs, I share a note with him.
My cat rises to the sun of a new day.
Stretches into a c with her tongue curled and tail furled *S.K.*
My coffee offers the sweetest taste after a goodbye kiss.
Clever and warm, I twinkle to the new morning light,
as I step outside, something pierced my heart..
~Wing broken, his bow in tow, arrows strewn,
~No flight for thee, love lost, bent arrows I see," *R.M*
Everything I see, everything I feel around me.
Becomes a new song.
Born of many emotions.
I roll them on a paper without a pen.
BUT! In my mind they speak clearly to me~
Look into My eyes with your heart... and there you will find your soul * R.A.D.*
"I hear an angel calling The beastly being within" *R.S*
A new creation awaits beyond the path of dreams content,
Eros and Cupid both shoot through my heart." *J.H.*
As the arrow's liquid enters my soul... *RON*
Will that winged creature with the bow and arrows stop blinking his eyes?" *R.P*
He has stretched his wings too far this time. *V.B.*
"His arrow of love is strumming my heart with golden grace. *L.M*
A Halo'd smile upon my face. * L.H*
Has suddenly turned to a grimace! *G.S.*
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Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 8
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.
Editing and English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.
Hindi name ‘Madan Dahan’
Being unable to put influence,
On the stupid dry meditation of Shiva*,
Cupid thought that even the goddess of delusion,
Too would be defeated without any influence.
I shall be called the destroyer,
Of my mother’s honor and power,
And shall always remain defeated,
By this inhuman meditation.
Power would leave me alone then,
Destroying my domination over all,
My existence would disappear forever,
From my own dominated Earth.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 28th April 2012
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Clarifications:
Shiva*- The supreme god of destruction and creation as per Indian mythology.
Madan*- Cupid Love God of Hindus as per Indian mythology.
LOVE ANGER DEATH AND GUILT
Blog was A young girl who was
Still at school
Everyone loved Blog, she
Was nobody’s fool,
In fact her peers regarded as really cool.
She was determined to learn,
Her mom an alcoholic and her dad
Hooked on drugs,
She was determined to take a stern
Turn in her life, her brother also in jail,
She tried harder and harder, she was
She not going to fail!
She finished school and graduated with
Excellent grades for college,
By now an eighteen year old,
With a surplus of knowledge!
She was popular from the start,
And met a wonderful young man
Brad, who was the love of her life,
Cupid sent an arrow like a dart,
Straight through Blog’s heart!
Within months they became a
Well known item,
They were always together
From Christmas day when
They met, until the
Following Autumn.
But something was troubling Blog,
Brad seemed to be too friendly
With Beverly,
At every
Spare moment that they got,
They were together,
He seemed to be infatuated with
Her a lot!
However,
Brad and Blog were still together
And spoke of becoming engaged,
But one day Blog saw Brad kiss Bev
On the cheek,
At this she became totally outraged!
She had failed an exam, and now this,
What a week!
Blog was going to speak to
Brad that same night,
At her house on a bench outside,
She knew the moon would be bright.
But something dreadful happened
That wasn’t right,
Blog felt an omen, a bad vibe came
Over her, the phone rang, it was Beverly
She just cried and cried,
On his way to Blog, Brad collided
With another car and instantly died!
Blog was devastated, so shocked
Yet not a tear.
She felt guilty that she thought bad
Of Brad,
After his funeral having a cup of tea
With Beverly, Blog understood
Beverly was Brads cousin,
She wanted to get up and flee,
so embarrassed was she,
Now she cried tear after tear!
Brad and I held a secret from you,
Said Bev, we were planning a second
Year anniversary party for you two!
But it wasn’t to be,
Bev and Blog looked up at a starry sky,
And Saw a star twinkle, Brad would wink
With his right eye,
Which secretly between
Blog and Brad, meant I love you,
Her wink was bad, as she sent a message
Back to Brad - I love you too!
Finding love in play all by design
Working overtime to keep one that is all mine
Magnetic powers not able to tow the line
Letting another love go that fails to define
Why must my life be filled with so much sorrow
I just want the kind of love that last for all my tomorrows
Opening my heart when it always seems to get blown apart
Laying my life out there being honest from the start
Lord is it possible that I may have some broken parts
Or is cupid just shooting blank darts
Can't put my finger on the reasons why
Always looking for the next love to try
Love that will reach out to touch the sky
With a woman who will find no reasons to ever lie
Things like that always seem to break this guy
Believing she is out there eager to fly
Needing this kind of sizzling hot love before I die
Not one where it all means saying goodbye
A real lady who will always look me in the eye's
Not one I will end up having to despise
Believing the right woman is out there
Ready to invest her heart and play fare
Has the ability to show her loving care
Lord, I know you hear my longing prayer's
Send me the right one without so many layers
I will await that special flower
Making sure to water it every day so it will tower
Love soaring through life hour after hour
Sharing the kind of love that will blossom as it flowers
Hear the wind calling your name.
He and I are just the same
Holding you in our arms – a frame,
Maybe “Memory” is its true name.
Do not despair, I am a spellcaster,
Runes in black written on alabaster -
Little stars tinkling faster and faster,
The night shifts, with the spellcaster
The wind does not have a just mind
He loves when love is by his side,
Coming and returning with the sea’s tide
But I, I do not have an blank mind
Watch when your love is not in your arms,
Sway when she is hiding her charms -
Do not wait for kisses flying in swarms -
Do you love when cupid naps in your arms?
Form:
Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 19
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.
Editing and English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.
Hindi Title ‘Madan Dahan’ 19
The Turning Point
Fascinated by the sinner,
Man would be more demoralized,
To such an extent, that he,
Would destroy his own race one day.
Why not I should burn him,
Hypnotically to save the mankind,
From the curse of passion,
That shall annihilate it sooner or later.
The sight of nature's beauty,
Created by delusion of Cupid,
Had robbed, his eyes power of destruction,
By the charms of intoxication.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 10th May 2012
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Hi princess sparkling treasure
always touching forever beautiful
hearing from you a song sings
Thinking of you all the time dreaming
each message looking upon your crowning beauty
Tonight I smiled looking into a pearly white moon face
Full dreams around you darling
picture perfect in my mind
I will with love, open my heart and soul to you
When darling your arrow pierced the heart
Cupid you play with all strings
picture shining out from the dark
A Hollywood star in my eyes
with your smile feelings of being touched
by wings of an angel warm
Purest lady of light smiling
diamond cut gem
as you bowl me over in heartbeats
Dated:2/2/2013
Black velvet sky festoons solemnly my brooding words,
Exudes gloom from my mindly nib, drowned in woes two thirds.
Sharp shrillness of many of my lingering thought,
Shatter silence of stillness that dusk had on to me brought.
Grief laden clouds quiver with culpable guilt,
Blue starry skies shiver around the moon’s curves laden with forlorn silt.
Tonight I write about my past in melancholy laced lines,
About my ceaseless love for her and her conditional love for me at times….
Solitary nights like the one tonight,
Has stored within itself, deep memories like flashing lights.
Nostalgia sewn within its brimming self,
Of holding her in my arms, my warm embrace her body engulfs.
Her conditional love for me and my ceaseless love for her at all times,
Lure the emotions out tonight, to write the melancholy stewed lines.
As I sit here all senses alive to listen to the great black night,
Sans her beside me, tears trickle down filling the beady grass beds and dull my sight.
The shattered silence of the night all dark,
Resonates in my head no more, but my heart leaves a deep bruised scar and a mark.
A quaint sound of lament I faintly hear,
From a distance it seems like an echo of my bleeding heart all unclear.
My soul curses me as never before,
As its mate it has lost and has only me to deplore….
Places I go glare at my searching eyes with fervor,
Look out for her as though I wish to go to her.
And my heart too joins the fray,
And both of them conspire for me to seek her any which way.
But now as I no longer love her,
That’s a truth that my mind and my heart must concur.
As I sit and speak to myself, the dew drips on to the leaves,
Tell tales in the silence as the wind touching my voice as it grieves.
like my kisses of before, she is now another’s,
Her dreamy eyes, her warm weatish body, her heart, her joyous smile,
Her sweet body scent, her warm breath that spreads a mile
Are now not for me but for another…………….
I love her no more but maybe I yearn for her love,
But unknown to myself I seek her love somehow!!!
Filled with nostalgic emotions of our sweet oneness
I can barely raise my eyebrows to see us together in my mind’s eye.
I hope this is the last dart cupid has shot at me,
And this is the last verse I pen for her to see