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"bonda" poems
*perempuan datang atas nama cinta, bonda pergi kerana cinta. digenangi air racun jingga adalah wajahmu, seperti bulan lelap tidur di hatimu, yang berdinding kelam dan kedinginan ada apa dengannya ? meninggalkan hati untuk dicaci, lalu sekali ini aku lihat karya surga, dari mata seorang hawa ada apa dengan cinta ? tapi aku pasti akan kembali dalam satu purnama, untuk mempertanyakan kembali cintanya. bukan untuknya bukan untuk siapa, tapi untukku , karena aku ingin kamu, itu saja* rangga
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 4:48 AM UTC
perempuan
Some place Some time There was a tea shop. Open not just in the mornings, But at noon and the evenings too. Mornings, the menu read Uzhunnuvada, idli,dosa, Uppuma, vellayappam,idiyappam, Sambar, payaru curry,kadala And several chatnis. Noon, the menu read Aviyal,achinga,pachadi, Kichadi,pulisseri,thoran,achar, And several kinds of buttermilk. Evenings, the menu read Sukhiyan, bonda, Pazhampori, parippu vada, mulaguvada, Diluted milk, black coffee And several forms of tea. There was a cook in that tea shop. There was an owner for that tea shop. Both had a son each. Those boys went to the same school. They studied in the same class. They sat on the same bench. Whenever he was hungry, One of the boys thought of The owner of that tea shop. Eyes widening with admiration for The great man that he was! He could eat anything Whenever he was hungry, Reaching for it in the container Or poking his head into the food shelf Or entering the kitchen itself. He could take anything, The boy salivated. To the query “What do you want to be?”, He even replied once that He wanted to be that man. But, whenever he was hungry, The other boy thought of The cook in that tea shop. He lauded him in awe of the great man that he was. He could cook and eat Anything any time any quantity, He imagined jealously. To the query “What do you want to be?”, He even replied once that He wanted to be that man. Wait, don’t leave yet, Dusting off your bottom After reading an average poem. Sighing indepthly Or grunting lazily Or belching sourly. You are free to leave after Answering a few questions. Who owns this tea shop actually? These schoolboys from the tea shop, Whose sons are they actually? There is another boy Besides these two In this poem! Who is he?
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 9:17 AM UTC
Two (or three) boys.
Some place Some time There was a tea shop. Open not just in the mornings, But at noon and the evenings too. Mornings, the menu read Uzhunnuvada, idli,dosa, Uppuma, vellayappam,idiyappam, Sambar, payaru curry,kadala And several chatnis. Noon, the menu read Aviyal,achinga,pachadi, Kichadi,pulisseri,thoran,achar, And several kinds of buttermilk. Evenings, the menu read Sukhiyan, bonda, Pazhampori, parippu vada, mulaguvada, Diluted milk, black coffee And several forms of tea. There was a cook in that tea shop. There was an owner for that tea shop. Both had a son each. Those boys went to the same school. They studied in the same class. They sat on the same bench. Whenever he was hungry, One of the boys thought of The owner of that tea shop. Eyes widening with admiration for The great man that he was! He could eat anything Whenever he was hungry, Reaching for it in the container Or poking his head into the food shelf Or entering the kitchen itself. He could take anything, The boy salivated. To the query “What do you want to be?”, He even replied once that He wanted to be that man. But, whenever he was hungry, The other boy thought of The cook in that tea shop. He lauded him in awe of the great man that he was. He could cook and eat Anything any time any quantity, He imagined jealously. To the query “What do you want to be?”, He even replied once that He wanted to be that man. Wait, don’t leave yet, Dusting off your bottom After reading an average poem. Sighing indepthly Or grunting lazily Or belching sourly. You are free to leave after Answering a few questions. Who owns this tea shop actually? These schoolboys from the tea shop, Whose sons are they actually? There is another boy Besides these two In this poem! Who is he?
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Sew doudou pyé piman an mwen. Sew doudou mèt kann a piman zwazo Sew ki ka fè bonda manjak Konsidiré I miel Sew doudou piman miz an mwen Sew ki ka soulajé ko mwen Sew ki ka fè mwen lévé Sew ki ka fè mwen soukwé soukwé adanw Kolé séré Sew ki ka fè mwen briyé kon letwal a lorian O pipirit chantan Man enmé bektew telman Si ou té sav ki jan man enmé bektew Man enmé bektew kon foufou Man enmé voré asiw kon rakoun agoulou granfal Piman miz an mwen Pyé piman miz an mwen Pyé la sa ka toujou *** Piman aw ni mowdan kon pins a krab Ban mwen on bon moso piman aw Pou nou mangé kon granmoun kalalu an nou doudou. Piman aw woz woz woz doudou Piman aw wouj wouj wouj Piman aw nwè nwè nwè Piman aw cho cho cho Piman aw ka brenné Piman miz aw ka chofé tout ko an mwen doudou Ki sa ou mèté adan i pou I ka pike mwen konsa On bon to piman doudou I bon you bonnman doudou I ni on ti gou mirtiy Man pa Jin manje piman konsa doudou Metey adan flakon Pou mwen te parfumé mwen Metey adan zakra jiwomon doudou Pou man pe chofe ko mwen doudou Piman miz Piman miz Se on ras piman ki telman Bon Se on kalite piman Ki ka dérayé moun ki pa save koman kuiziney Piman miz piman miz En Nou dansé doudou On bel bolewo épi piman la sa ki ka voyé mizik asi nou doudou
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Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 3:59 AM UTC
Piman miz
There are times when they can be great enemies, There are also times when they can be bestfriends. Enemies or bestfriends, You both still my guardians to heaven. I love you, Bonda & Papa.
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 2:37 AM UTC
Them