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Geoura geoura
Jebal jom malhaejuryeomuna
Jeoura neodo malhaejuryeomuna
Amugeotdo bakkul piryo eopsi yeppeudago
Jigeum geu moseup geudaero wanbyeokhadago
Manyang haengbokhamyeon dwae geokjeong eopsi
Bujokhan jeomi mwonji chajgi eopgi
Geoul daesin geunyang nae nun bicceul barabwa
Jeoul daesin nae deung wie ollatabwa bwa

Amuri neol tteudeobwado
Bogo tto bogo tto bwado
Niga malhaneun an yeppeun bubuni eodinji
Geuge eodinji chajeul suga eopseo nan

Jigeumcheoreom manmanmanmanman man
Isseojumyeon nannannannannan
Baralge eopseuni neon amugeotdo
Bakkuji mamamamama
Amu geokjeongmamamamamama
Neoui modeunge dadadada da joheunikka
Neoneun amugeotdo bakkuji mamamamama

Idaero (jigeum idaero) oh (geunyang idaero)
Oh (jigeum idaero) oh oh oh isseumyeon dwae

Ttak joha neoui modeun ge geureoni ne mam
Noha amu geokjeonghaji ma I mal
Baek peosenteu da geudaero mideodo dwae
Modeun geokjeong baek peosenteu da jiwodo dwae

Amuri neol tteudeobwado
Bogo tto bogo tto bwado
Niga malhaneun an yeppeun bubuni eodinji
Geuge eodinji chajeul suga eopseo nan

Oge tido tiga naya chajneun geoji won
Nunbusige biccna binteumi eopsji neon
Nae nune eolmana yeppeunji I want you
Jigeum idaero you’re the only one
Lyrics to one of my favourite songs. Sorry for the Korean romanji, site wouldnt allow hangul.
Translation here: http://www.kpoplyrics.net/got7-just-right-lyrics-english-romanized.html
jake aller Apr 2020
Thursday April 2


Morphing monsters - old poem for writing.com  Dark Dreamscape

Morphing Images from a Hellish Nightmare

Note: From a real nightmare End Note

I am in a room
Drinking at a party
And smoking ****
Watching people all around me

Change into hideous creatures
Monsters from the deepest depths of hell
Everyone in the room
Has been transformed except me

The Chief of them all
Wears a Trumpian mask

Complete with orange hair
Half human half pig

His deputy
Wears the face of Putin

But his body
Half human, half horse

The other creatures wear masks
Many of them wear
Green Pepe the alt-right
Symbolic frog masks

And have T-shirts
Bearing alt right slogans
And **** symbols

And as they prance about
They chant alt. Right slogans
And neo-**** chants
Jews will not Replace us

And the rest of these creatures
Are hideous ugly beasts
With only a vestige of humanity left

And these monsters are engaged
In all sorts of foul evil deeds

****** violence death
All around

And non-stop
violent drug-fueled ******
As these creatures

Half human half monsters
Half male, half female creatures

Snort coke, *******, speed
Drop acid, Smoke ****
drink ***** shots
Scotch, bourbon and beer

The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
Starts engaging in ****** with Putin
Who chases after people
Cutting off their heads with his sword

They turn on to their fellow creatures
****** and killing each other
and eating their fellow creatures
All night long

Then they attack me
Screaming
Jews will not replace us

And I wake up
Screaming

As the sun comes up
Just another nightmare
    







Kimchi Blues  Poetry Soup prompt April 2

based on poetry superhighway prompt for day 2

Kimchi
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Kimchi

Various forms of contemporary kimchi
Course
Banchan
Place of origin
Korea
Associated national cuisine
North Korea
South Korea
Main ingredients
Various vegetables including cabbage and Korean radish
Variations
Baechu-kimchi, baek-kimchi, dongchimi, kkakdugi, nabak-kimchi, pa-kimchi, yeolmu-kimchi, gat-kimchi
Cookbook: Kimchi
  Media: Kimchi
Korean name
Hangul
??
Revised Romanization
kimchi
McCune–Reischauer
kimchi
IPA
[kim.t??i]
Kimch­i (/?k?mt?i?/; Korean: ??, romanized: gimchi, IPA: [kim.t??i]), a staple in Korean cuisine, is a famous[1]traditional side dish of salted and fermented vegetables, such as napa cabbage and Korean radish, made with a widely varying selection of seasonings including gochugaru (chili powder), spring onions, garlic, ginger, and jeotgal (salted seafood), etc.[2][3]
There are hundreds of varieties of kimchi made with different vegetables as the main ingredients.[4][5]Traditionally, kimchi was stored in-ground in large earthenware to prevent the kimchi from being frozen during the winter months. It was the primary way of storing vegetables throughout the seasons. In the summer the in-ground storage kept the kimchi cool enough to slow down the fermentation process.[3] In contemporary times, kimchi refrigerators are more commonly used to store kimchi.

Oh yeah
I got the kimchi blues
every day since I first ate it
back in the day

long before I went to Korea
ended up staying on in Korea
after I retired from decades
in the Foreign Service
and ten years studying and living
in Korea
before I joined the Foreign Service

When I first ate kimchi
I was hooked
sort of a spicier version
of German sauerkraut
which I loved on my top dog
from Berkeley high school days

then off to Korea
in the peace corps
where I ate kimchi
every day for every meal

and eventually I woke up
dreaming of kimchi and rice
instead of pancakes and eggs

then I knew
that I had finally adjusted
and was becoming half Korean

and now I am a hopeless kimchi addict
need to have my spicy kimchi
which is so good for you
perhaps even defeating the dreaded corona virus?
who knows but I will be eating Kimchi
until my day is done
April 2nd 2020 poem for the complete set check out my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com where you can find these poems and others complete with audio and photo clips
:::To Baek Won Kyu

I don't know how many miles it is
to heaven from earth.
But now I understand,
To make me happy,
you don't need to be by my side.
We can be far far away
Like the earth and the sky
It doesn't matter.

I just need you to be in my heart and mind,
and knowing that between the miles,
Our love will stay forever.

I don't know how many miles it is
to heaven from earth.
But now I understand,
you don't need to be by my side.
We can be far far away
Like the earth and the sky
It doesn't matter.

Because everytime I look up to the sky,
I now can see you in every star and cloud,
dancing,
singing,
laughing,
smiling,
crying,
even yelling at me,
or chattering,
on the unforgettable moment.
And between the miles,
The love will endure beyond time and space...

:::Dear you, Happy Birthday in heaven!

9 September 2020

KANYA PUSPOKUSUMO
http://doeniadevi.wordpress.com

Instagram
@kanya.puspokusumo
@maeum_heart
(A poetry to Baek Won Kyu)
.
It was autumn
a year before now
everything started to fall
but the maple foliage
still there, on the cliff...
.
I walked on the stepping stones,
along the river,
with the beautiful scenes of nature
that lead me to the gate
of Seonam Temple
.
You, next to me
pointing out the river
and said to me
with the cheerful voice and smile,
"Look! The water is so clear.
Oh! I wish we were salmons,
so we can swim together
along the clear river,
and let the Lord Buddha in the temple
bless our journey
till the end of time..."
.
Well, we are not salmons.
We will never be.
But I have the same hope
and dream with you...
May the Lord Buddha
bless every of our journey
in the limitless time and space...
.
And let the journey
to Seonam Temple
be the most beautiful memory
and the unforgettable moment
of our souls.
.
July 29, 2017
-KANYA PUSPOKUSUMO-
.
**Seonam Temple, or Seonamsa, is a Korean Buddhist temple on the eastern ***** at the west end of Mount Jogye Provincial Park, within the northern Seungjumyeon District of the city of Suncheon, Jeollanamdo Province, South Korea
:::A poetry to Baek Won Kyu.
Rest in peace, rest in love:::

People said,
Heaven is the happiest place.
The place where you want to be.

So I let my thoughts run free,
Thinking about heaven,
And what it would be for me.

Heaven for me is you;
The first day I met you in Seoul,
Our first conversation,
Our love...

Heaven for me is you;
When you were sitting next to me,
Telling thousands stories,
Shared thousands kisses,
And spent everyday looking at the night stars.
Laugh.
True happiness.

Heaven for me is you;
When you taught me the new levels of love.
Pure.
Deep.

Heaven was what I thought we could be;
Together...
But then you left,
Too soon,
To the God's heaven up there...

O my heaven,
Please wait for me,
For I will join you someday.
And become one at last.

Bandung, 5 September 2020

KANYA PUSPOKUSUMO
http://doeniadevi.wordpress.com

Instagram
@kanya.puspokusumo
@maeum_heart

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