Long Jee Poems
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awaiting interpersonal subsequent situation
aye tend to get ants
see when in the midst awaiting
said sub routine involving
outcome of circumstance
the parameter, perimeter, potentiometer,
et cetera extents
sifts out the destructive sycophants
versus real boot not nacho
munching macho gents
thus ipso facto fur cher
pro bono, and hence
gaining kudos for fas innocence
je nais sais quois joie de vivre personal aim
finds this lapsed passive pen sieve blame
less body electric alternating
between defendant versus claim
"FAKE" aunt Emma, who wrote to said
real or fictitious dame
purportedly gave solicited feedback exclaim
ming absolute zero tolerance
for acquiescent docile frame
within the real versus make believe
Milton Bradley board game
of LIFE as well my late mum (Chris Anne)
whose maternal sermons
included a ban
against blindly enlisting
into any sect chew will clan
purporting pretending posturing
as Dudley Do-right dan
sing with the stars amidst a Euclidean
Geometry auditorium,
where the glitzy dazzling audience
flush with many a fan
gnat tics toward a particular couple
said open eyed spectators
focused glazed eyes and grand
huzzahs on a man or woman,
who took charge hand
dilly directing his/her partner
acrobatic aeronautics inland
pro active with guiding he or she
toe till lee tubular counterpart re
speck ting decorum, yet pre
zen ting a choreographed production nee
an utterly out of this world with lee
ping skyward ward jumps key
pin equipoise holy jee
purrs, which scenario
analogous to taking bold
measures tubby
forthrightly assertive fold
ding arms crosswise
across chest, taking hold
din stance without conveying
a haughtiness mold.
kachi umer mein jajbaat the
kachi umer mein umeed
kachi umer mein khaab the
kachi umer mein dil khush rehta tha
kachi umer mein chehra hasta
kachi umer mein dunian khoobsurat thi
kachi umer mein josh
kachi umer mein zindagi zindagi lagti thi
kachi umer mein rishte khoobsurat
kachi umer mein sari dunia apni lgti thi
kachi umer mein rossein the
kachi umer pe pyar
kachi umer mein ishq ho gyea
kachi umer mein ishq ki pyas thi
kachi umer mein ishq mein har sans thi
kachi umer mein chaand chaand ni mehboob ka chehra tha
kachi umer mein sapno jaisi dunia thi bekhabar haqikat se pare.. .dunian dari se na kabi dare....
kachi umer mein dost dosty ka ehsas dete the
jaise hi umer dalne lgi jajbaat kya hai har dhadkan samjhne lgi
jaise hi umer pakne lgi har sans main ni aaugi kehne lgi
jaise hi umer sal gujar gai harpal har ehsas zindagi haar gai
jaise hi din raat chhut te gaye har jajbaat dhere dhere tut te gaye
jaise hi raatein kat ti gai.....har pyar ki ghadi nafrat mein batt ti gai...
jaise log naye milte gaye har rishte alvidah kehte gaye.
jaise hi ishq mein padte gaye..dard se gujarte gaye
jaise hi ishq mein gujarte gaye.ankh se aashoon behte gaye
jaise hi pyar ke chehre dikhte gaye ishq ke jajbaat sare mit te gaye
jaise hi hum badte gaye waise khudki awaj sun na chhodte gaye
jaise hi dard badte gaye hum dunian se alag hote gaye
khudko bhoolte gaye jajbaat mitate gaye
jhutha mutha hsate gaye
khali khali ho gai zindagi eskadar din raat gujarte gaye
dard se badta gyea sine mein dil
dardse badti gai jine mein tadap
kash abh sochte hai hum ishq na kerte
hum mohabbat na kerte
na tutte itna na ehsas chut te itna
kash jee sakte auroo ki tarah
kash jee sakte dil se
har ehsas se
har jajbaat se
har khaab se
har umeed se
har arjoo se
har khushi se
(Aborted attempt to mend fences, -
which version overly pedantic for
her minimal leisure/down time as
full time student at University.)
no...no...no...this tree
mend dose electronic
endeavor of mine, ya see
NOT predicated on
violating sworn
confidentiality, which re:
maned wolf heartedly intact NEVER
your privacy broached
only with therapist (every Monday
at 2:00 p.m. I see, who pre
sides in Collegeville), nee
NOR didst "mother" Abby
give spoiler alert, an agree
meant made, but
this feeble ambition,
sans non rhyme
mark hubble epistle
awoke within me
to risk, (perhaps
getting rebuffed, viz from me
to thine eldest daughter thee),
Versailles till young lady, asper
your lifelong lee
gee in of ill feelings toward dis
dada festering, figuring, key
ping raw emotions
within our respective
most sacred soulful place, this
my atypical modus operandi
i.e. theatrical poetical,
and metaphorical jee
git sue sparring
move minus referee
encapsulating dudgeon -
unintentionally
inflicting gushing, streaming
widening gulf,
and/or long fostering,
when these 21st
century days witness
littoral breach comb
ming dramatic hee
ving (akin to hurry
cane Florence's
club footing glee
fully bearing, dub
bling, and fuming “she”
bore down with
full might) free
lee wreaking havoc as if
both of us viewing
the other as an
unknown fierce arc enemy
thus, uncontrollable non
Joe king) paternal
feeling constricted wherein wry
ting on the figurative brick
wall (near the "FAKE"
Firth of Forth),
in good times found why...,
Panatee japoona thewaa
Waateta faara kaate andhaara daata daata
Jaane tumhaasa pudhatee shodhoona tyaata waata
Mhanuneecha laawilee mee panateeta jyaanajyota
Hee maargadarshikaa jee daawee tumhaasa waata
Bhadakaawu naahi shakalaa bhurataa khatyaala waaraa
Wizawoo baghe parantu tijalaa susaata waaraa
Pari naa wizoo dilee mee yatne kadhee tiyelaa
Japato sadaiwa jyota dewooniyaa niwaara
Dewo prakaasha sarvaa panatee dilee tumhaala
Mandaawateya jyota panateeta sneha ghaalaa
Waaraa susaata sutalaa haa deepa naa wizaawaa
Andhaara daata aahe panatee japoona thewaa
(Original poem by Dr. Hemant Vinze in Marathi language. Marathi is an Indian
language of the state of Maharashtra. The English translation of the same poem,
also by Dr. Hemant Vinze is----)
DNYANDEEP
(LANTERN OF KNOWLEDGE)
Because the path was thorny and long,
And through a dark and lonely land,
I set upon your lips a song,
And placed a 'Dnyandeep' in your hand.
In stormy weather,
In torrential rain,
I protected the flame,
From getting blown out.
Dear, O dear students,
I pass on my heritage unto you,
It's up to you now,
To keep the candle kindling--
----Keep the candle kindling lads,
Keep the candle kindling----
Dr.Hemant Vinze
Proud woman with the turquoise eyes;
half Iroquois, half white
Beautiful woman with the crescent moon smile,
that Milky Way glows in the night
Jeanie ... I fell in love with Jee,
from the moment I boarded the wrong flight
Got on an Ottawa bound plane
one snowy December late
But it had to be the right plane, for it was fate
Her seat was next to mine,
our virgin conversation was so
Pocahontas out of time
She opened up her heart to me
with the oral still water storytelling of her Iroquois name
Said the Haudenosaunee translation meant “lost mocassin”
My white buffalo clan Cinderella princess,
whose feet I caressed on that maiden voyage
So je ne sais quoi was her French-Canadian speech,
it aroused the Judeo-Africano passion in me
Jeanie ... I love Jee
Jeanie ... I’m so in love with Jee
Revealed to me her childhood nickname
as we were disembarking from the plane,
Jee was the arrow that pierced my curious mane
Made this lion of a man, docile and tame
From that moment on I had to know more;
and the more of her that I learned,
the more the fire in my heart for her burned
Proud woman with the alabaster skin,
now Euro-Iroquois Judeo-African
Jeanie ... I love Jee
She is now the closest branch of my family tree
My Jeanie ... I love Jee
She is my favorite kin kissing genealogy
My Jeanie ... I love Jee
BeAdab gustakh jab aulad ho jaye
Chain sukh maa'n baap ka barbaad ho jaye
Cheen le budbakht jo walid ka sarmaya
Jeete jee kion baap na barbad ho jae
Aasteen ka saamp that beta nhi the woh
Maut ae usko woh barbad ho jae
Baap kee jo he raza Allah kee bhi he
Aashna is qaul se aulad ho jae
Maa'n ke hee pairoan talay jannat ko kar talash
Rah se bhatka jo too barbaad ho jae
Beta boorhay baap ka baazu he kehlata
Beta ye na samjhay toh barbaad ho jae
Nek o taabaydar ho aulad to wallah
Walideen ka dil khushi se shaad ho jae
Kia karein woh waladeen jab nakhalaf beta
Mayel e jaur o situm eejaad ho jae
Qibla o Ka'aba kuch kumtar nhi maa'n baap
Kaash hurmat aashna aulaad ho jae
Deen o dunya chin gaee naKhalf betay se
Baap per jo mayel e bedaad ho jae
Tu ne mera dil dukhaya to he mere lal
Hashr tak tu unsuni faryaad ho jae
Kion na ho jae pidar phir zinda dar-goar
Jab pisar badbakht hee sayyad ho jae
Abracadabra did not work for joy
Her references backed by Leroy Tolstoy
She threw the spells out and went with her soul
Succeeding with the monsters, her ultimate goal
Instinctive chants from her expanding diaphragm
Jeepy Jappy Jumble Jolly Jee Jam
She snapped her thumb and the elixir lit red hot
Neon green too, then it began to dance and trot
Slivers of light darted left and right through the air
She could feel empowerment from everywhere
Abracadabra might work for the others
But she needed direction from her ancestral mothers
The room began to hum, whistle and sing
Pink curtains were jumping, chandelier did swing
Jeepy Jappy Jumble Jolly Jee Jam was the perfect chant.
For 7th daughter of 7th daughter, witch Millicent.
The thing that annoys me the most is when people ask me stupid questions and the answers are right in front of them! Like what is the price of this handbag? Uhm jee I don't know look at the huge pricetag on it and you will know.
Sometimes you get people that can act so dumb but they are actually really clever and knows everything mmm lets see think again. It's not my fault you want to pretend you are something that you are not. well atleast you try to but failed messerably.
sorry if I'm just easily annoyed with people who can't decide what they want to be or simply just can't open their eyes and see what's in front of them jee don't act so blond be waky waky then life won't be so dull!
Form:
Childhood’s no longer a time to chill,
We’ve found ways child’s very child to kill!
Time then to draw a line—
Every child's no Einstein,
S@tire that enough of truth has still.
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Happenings | 04.01.2020 |
Topic: humour, childhood, parents
Poet’s note: I see an infant in a cradle. Instead of colourful sundry hangings over the cradle shaft (watching which my generation grew up to be a happy-go-plucky child), I see label-banners that read: JEE, IAS, NEET, GMAT, CAT, GRE, all hurdles that a student has to pass for a bright career attracting good salaries, and his parents filled with aspirations looking over . What a way to raise a child!
all gym op Ill chumps free caw’s paces.
ball brim bop dill thumps see jaw’s maces.
call crim cop grill pumps knee saw’s cases.
nonsensical word play is the aces!
doll dim drop shrill humps plea yaw’s places.
fall flim flop frill rumps tree slaw’s glaces.
hall him hop jill lumps dee flaw’s races.
sing song rhythm leaves graces.
enthrall limb lop bill dumps knee straw's laces
mall mim mop cill grumps lee vaw's faces
paul prim pop hill stumps wee heehaw's praces
melody keeps me jumping glaces
saul stem stop zill mumps jee gnaw’s braces
tall grim plop thrill plumps zee draw’s vasesp
wall whim whop pill frumps kee shaw’s daces
loving this poem and her traces.