Your move
says the man
The dog sees the game and barks
No it is your turn
The dog sees the game and barks
No it is your turn
Friday, January 17, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Ode to darkness
Ode to darkness
Oh light! It’s the endemic light again!
Differences of all kinds surface…
A 4.667 is so visibly different from a 4.338 and a 4.886,
A brown not like the black not like the white;
We the alphanumeric peoples, who dress and eat alike unlike,
Exposed to the Sunlight,
With our brains and bloods,
Are delighted to shout!
We so vividly mismatch with us,
Inequality hisses in the veins to spread it over and over again:
A mountain, a hill, a hillock, a cow, a pig, a bullock,
A shrub, can never be a tree,
So many of us have so much to show and see.
O darkness! Cover the world with clarity.
With you, a meadow and the sea,
A fly, a bird, a bee, cities, towns, countries,
All there like the look alike:
The soft peoples, making love now,
Fatigued with enlightenment were so hard in your absence!
When you are there dear no one can fight,
O scientist! Invent a switch,
To blacken, the day,
So I can switch darkness on;
When we fight till night from the dawn,
When differences cannot stay…
When words written here too wither away!
Oh light! It’s the endemic light again!
Differences of all kinds surface…
A 4.667 is so visibly different from a 4.338 and a 4.886,
A brown not like the black not like the white;
We the alphanumeric peoples, who dress and eat alike unlike,
Exposed to the Sunlight,
With our brains and bloods,
Are delighted to shout!
We so vividly mismatch with us,
Inequality hisses in the veins to spread it over and over again:
A mountain, a hill, a hillock, a cow, a pig, a bullock,
A shrub, can never be a tree,
So many of us have so much to show and see.
O darkness! Cover the world with clarity.
With you, a meadow and the sea,
A fly, a bird, a bee, cities, towns, countries,
All there like the look alike:
The soft peoples, making love now,
Fatigued with enlightenment were so hard in your absence!
When you are there dear no one can fight,
O scientist! Invent a switch,
To blacken, the day,
So I can switch darkness on;
When we fight till night from the dawn,
When differences cannot stay…
When words written here too wither away!
Les mains douces
Les mains douces
Les mains douces
Voyagent dans un corps
Immobil toute à l’heure,
Les mains douces
Travaillent pour gagner la vie
Inutiles dures,
Les mains douces
Disent, elles auraient dû faire ceci plutôt que cela
Regarde! Mouillées, elles disent Adieu voilà,
Les mains douces
Creusent la tombe
La personne vient de les enlever.
English translation
Soft hands
Soft hands
Travel in a body
Still just now,
Soft hands
Work to earn a living
Useless hard,
Soft hands
Say, they should have done this instead of that
Look! Wet, they say bye here,
Soft hands
Dig the grave
The person has just come to take them away.
Les mains douces
Voyagent dans un corps
Immobil toute à l’heure,
Les mains douces
Travaillent pour gagner la vie
Inutiles dures,
Les mains douces
Disent, elles auraient dû faire ceci plutôt que cela
Regarde! Mouillées, elles disent Adieu voilà,
Les mains douces
Creusent la tombe
La personne vient de les enlever.
English translation
Soft hands
Soft hands
Travel in a body
Still just now,
Soft hands
Work to earn a living
Useless hard,
Soft hands
Say, they should have done this instead of that
Look! Wet, they say bye here,
Soft hands
Dig the grave
The person has just come to take them away.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
I am but a word and so are you
I am but a word and so are you
I am but a word and so are you;
We, us and others a few,
Build a world with Piper's fate,
All able to push inside the gate.
I am but a word and so are you;
Refresh us in the old anew,
Bring the bard in ignored court,
Sing and play with all the note.
I am but a word and so are you;
Simple, clever, false or true,
Word is just another word,
In and out in the moving world.
I am but a word and so are you;
Shy and bitten in black and blue,
Times to anger now let us smile,
Lost and found our inner style.
I am but a word and so are you;
Let the Piper paint once again,
A picture of words we thought we knew,
Without a doubt with no bargain.
I am but a word and so are you;
We, us and others a few,
Build a world with Piper's fate,
All able to push inside the gate.
I am but a word and so are you;
Refresh us in the old anew,
Bring the bard in ignored court,
Sing and play with all the note.
I am but a word and so are you;
Simple, clever, false or true,
Word is just another word,
In and out in the moving world.
I am but a word and so are you;
Shy and bitten in black and blue,
Times to anger now let us smile,
Lost and found our inner style.
I am but a word and so are you;
Let the Piper paint once again,
A picture of words we thought we knew,
Without a doubt with no bargain.
Il y a plein de possibilités
Il y a plein de possibilités
Il y a plein de possibilités tout autour,
Pourtant je suis aveuglé de jour en jour,
Celle de ramasser des biens
Du monde triché
Je cherche toujours l’amour…
Dans cette balle, troublée par guerre,
Dans la vie dès la montagne jusqu'à la mer,
La possibilité m’échappe tout à fait,
Où que je sois, je ne trouve pas la paix!
English translation
There are plenty of opportunities
There are plenty of opportunities all around,
Yet I am blinded by the day,
The one that collects goods
From the world cheated
I always look for love ...
In this ball troubled by war,
In life from the mountain to the sea,
The possibility escapes me entirely,
Wherever I am, I can not find peace!
Il y a plein de possibilités tout autour,
Pourtant je suis aveuglé de jour en jour,
Celle de ramasser des biens
Du monde triché
Je cherche toujours l’amour…
Dans cette balle, troublée par guerre,
Dans la vie dès la montagne jusqu'à la mer,
La possibilité m’échappe tout à fait,
Où que je sois, je ne trouve pas la paix!
English translation
There are plenty of opportunities
There are plenty of opportunities all around,
Yet I am blinded by the day,
The one that collects goods
From the world cheated
I always look for love ...
In this ball troubled by war,
In life from the mountain to the sea,
The possibility escapes me entirely,
Wherever I am, I can not find peace!
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Hanging thoughts
Hanging thoughts
Hanging thoughts in the lying space,
Words crafted depict utility futility;
Mind marries merrily myriad moments,
Connects collects corrects curious choices;
Diagonal lines divorced from either side,
Pierce the peppy heart inside outside.
Thoughts that thread the right and wrong,
Raving craving rhyming strong;
Lightly lure laughing loving voices,
Take a tragic or magic leap to insanity;
Needle lightly in time more or less,
Leave a willing link of lace.
Hanging thoughts in the lying space,
Words crafted depict utility futility;
Mind marries merrily myriad moments,
Connects collects corrects curious choices;
Diagonal lines divorced from either side,
Pierce the peppy heart inside outside.
Thoughts that thread the right and wrong,
Raving craving rhyming strong;
Lightly lure laughing loving voices,
Take a tragic or magic leap to insanity;
Needle lightly in time more or less,
Leave a willing link of lace.
Sex for heaven's sake's not a bad word
In front of all the pious men women,
Elite, polite, polished, accomplished,
Don't know to establish with logical acumen
I have this truant of a naughty mind,
That’s perhaps so nasty, unkind,
Arrogant maybe with an irreverent tongue,
Sing the word that’s by design unsung,
Out in the weather rigid and cold,
Say the taboo word proud and bold.
It is the word, for which we live and die,
Yet in public to express we deny,
physically or mentally we're constantly in the game,
Without any guilt, without the slightest shame,
Screech it out without a bit of a halt,
It’s no crime and no one’s fault,
Use the word with your flesh and blood,
Sex for heaven’s sake’s not a bad word.
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