"gadget" poems
Oh kay gandang pagmasdan ang mga patak ng ulan
Tila musika sa pandinig kapag ito'y bumabagsak sa bawat bubungan
Animo nag-aanyayang tayo'y maligo't magtampisaw
Kasabay ng mga bata na masayang naglalaro sa lansangan
Aking naaalala noong ako'y bata pa
Ang lagi kong dalangin, nawa'y bumuhos ang ulan
Upang ako'y maligo't maglaro kasama ng aking mga kaibigan
Hindi alintana kung may kidlat na paparating
Basta't masaya kaming naglalaro sa kabukiran
Noon, masaya na kami kapag umuulan
Dahil hudyat na iyon ng aming paglalaro sa malakas na ulan
At kapag tumigil na, si Ina'y nagluluto ng ginatan
Upang mainitan daw ang aming mga tiyan
Sa paglipas ng henerasyon, nabibilang na sa aking daliri ang mga batang naglalaro sa ulan
Marahil mas ninanais na lamang nilang maglaro at humawak ng gadget kaysa magtampisaw
Ang ilan nama'y takot magkasakit dala ng ulan
Ngunit, kung inyong iisipin ang ulan ay biyaya ng Maykapal
Nakabubuti ito sa ating mga katawan
Kaya laking pasasalamat ko sa Maykapal
Dahil naranasan ko ang maglaro't magtampisaw noong ako'y bata pa
Hindi tulad ngayong henerasyon, na ang tanging ginagawa'y humawak at maglaro ng gadget
Nakakalimutan na ata na sila'y musmos pa lamang upang maranasan ang saya ng kamusmusan
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 5:46 AM UTC
Papalubog na ang araw. Nakatutok ang mga bata sa harap ng gadget nila. Mga chismosang naninira ng kapwa nila. Lahat ay masaya sa kalayaang nadadama nila.
Lingid sa kaalaman nila ay may isang babaeng nakamasid lamang sa isang sulok.. Dala-dala nito ang alaala ng masakit na kahapon.
ISANG madugong nakaraan- mga bayaning dumanak ng dugo para sa lupang sinilangan. Mga iyak- sigaw at kapighatian ng mga pilipinong inapi nang mga dayuhan. Mga sakripisyong tiniis at inalay nila para sa kalayaan ng bayan.
Nasasaktan ang babaeng iyon. Nasasaktan ang ating Inang Bayan.
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 5:55 AM UTC
Please keep in mind
what Jaron Lanier said:
You Are Not A Gadget.
Anything you own,
hardware or software,
that you can't explain
and is smarter than you
makes you
less of a human.
I prefer to be a human;
I hope you do as well.
mce
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
If Doraemon is real,
I'll use his 'Hopter' to go above the clouds
Shout all my pains and get out from the crowd,
Wait for the rain and see the lightning strike the ground.
If Doraemon is real,
I'll use his 'anywhere door' to travel around the world
Oh, I'll bring my wardrobe, my lover, my bed and even my dog
With one step, I can go anywhere and write it on my blog.
If Doraemon is real,
I'll use his 'copying toast' to get different certifications
I'll memorize Merriam, Websters, Harry Potter and have an oration
I'll be the smartest person alive and wait I can feel the mutation!
If Doraemon is real,
I'll use his 'dress up camera' to get all all the dress that I want
I'm going to wear Gucci, Prada, Channel and even Dolce and Gabbana
I'll be more than the Hollywood stars, yeah I don't need Santa.
But Doraemon is not real,
He's not even mine, he is Nobita's childhood best friend.
That show taught me a great lesson - you don't need any gadget
to be happy, to have friends, to be satisfied or to feel loved.
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
Thrown away carrom men
Hunting for the queen
Grey white turqoise marbles
a spinning top on the table
an electric motor a gadget then
bifid nibbed fountain pen
Cassette wheels and a chip of steel
ran faster than ritzy hotwheels
tazos and trumps spurred triumphant jumps
peacock clay in redolent sandalwood
I collected and carry in the treasure of childhood
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 4:40 AM UTC
Snail trail leading from mouth to heinous ****
let slugs undulate their way across my listerine lips
old jokes like S-Car-Go
and stuff inside me more variable and insuppressible
similar to Inspector Gadget
Matthew Broderick was my mentor
as a child
I am not in pampers any longer
4 P's of teens
***** petrol party and paycheck
that doesn't include pampers
I used to wade in my own ****
that's ******* disgusting to think about now
now an adult
still just wasting time
and wading through my own ****
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 2:17 PM UTC
Stunt ****
He can be your lover lady, ima be your stunt **** He can be your boyfriend mommy, ima be your stunt **** He can be your husband **** ima be your stunt **** stunt **** fluid swap, yep when them ******* drop. Lights, camera, action ,I’m your stunt **** stunt **** Lights camera, action, I’m your stunt **** stunt **** Ima be your stunt **** girl and beat it up, yep ima beat it up, that man there can eat it up. We don’t need no scrip for this act or no monolog, you can adlib, improvise on my microphone. We can do the box spring boogie all night long, we can get ***** coz play like its Comic Con. Tag your girlfriend in, we can do a menajahtwa , pile drive that nannie, Macho Man Wrestle Mania. Petting that ***** Doctor Claw, go go gadget pennies, working your equation *** notation like a mad genius. If I nut prematurely , don’t you worry I got ****** it’s not superman, but stuntman with all the stamina, Ima beat it up like Van Dam at the Comitia ,finger, lick and kiss each other while I ********* It’s ocean spray ,whale watching like in Monterrey.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
For the past few weeks I noticed Concern
The Fifth Crowned Angel whom I will call Great
For Reasons which my own Mind tried to Learn
And attempt to twist my Clock and my Fate
Soon found your String was cut and justly lost
Thinking one of my Dumb Spots was the Crime
Or perhaps, Prunes, which spent your Meal at cost
Left me with no Change to pay for my Time
Why not? Strangers-by-Instinct I advise
Since this Gadget sponsored the Miracle
Which the Good Solicitor-in-Disguise
Took my Guilty Plans to a Cubicle.
Whichever it was, my Brow genuflect
In Deepest Penance I earn your Respect.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 2:12 AM UTC
i hope you
have a safe
night of nice
dreams after
busting your
headlights
bringing down
all the streetlights
for mocking the stars
some of us stay
in the dark for the company
of our own kind please turn
out your porchlights
dim your gadget screen
backlights and unplug
all your nightlights
don't you dare
insult the moon
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 4:40 AM UTC
If Stephen King was black
Obama would not be president
Segregation would exist all over again
OJ would have gotten guilty without a trial
Except the black part would be technologically advanced
cars that navigate themselves
Sonic energy distribution
portable wings
the Rockateer would also therefore be black
Disney Land would be scary and real
Darwin would have been black
Go go Gadget’s engineer would be black
Malcolm X would have been mixed race
Carl Sagan ran the blackest gang in Oakland
If Stephen King was black
Therefore
Stephen Hawkings is black too
Einstein invented Compton in ten minutes
On a coffee break
The bees Einstein was referring to are the African Killa bees
And Einstein was the father of Wu tang
Stephen Hawkings hangs out with Mike Tyson and Alicia Keys
The Black Panthers like every other morning in the blackest house Washington DC
Made me eggs benedict with fresh eggs and ham
Dr Seuss is therefore black by association
Aunt Jemima would run the FDA and tap maples trees in the Berkshires
But she is white now
America would turn a blind eye and play more volley ball
and in us
God would trust
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 11:35 AM UTC
I love screen protectors. They're useful, practical little ******** - and cheap, to boot - and I can't help but want one for every gadget I have. But I can't ever put them on right.
There's always a thousand little air bubbles, or dog hairs, or dust particles that make air bubbles. All I want is the added security, that little extra drop of protection that everyone wants with the kind of investment that is an iPhone. Instead, I'm rewarded with a visual reminder of my mediocrity; a dozen little bubbles, only slightly obscuring my view of Ashley's text. She says she loves me - as a friend, of course. I'm "married." And it's not easy to read, because there's an air bubble over half of the text alert window.
I tried all I could; took my US Toy card to the thing in an attempt to force retreat from some of the bigger bubble-platoons. I applied, reapplied, and reapplied again. I used the spare one that the package came with. I even looked up a video to see how someone else did it. Nothing.
Fine.
A text from a man I grew up with, asking me to hop on Metal Gear Online. I can read it. I wish I didn't have to. It looks so ugly with that air bubble trying to smother it. I can't rip my eyes from the bubbles now, sealed by the OtterBox case I bought for the phone, and living comfortably with the protector's adhesive around them. I wish the case could protect the screen sufficiently. But I wanted a screen protector. I wanted to put it on and put it on right. I wanted to smooth everything out with a card in triumph and tell myself, with a smirk, that it was worth the $2 I paid. All I got was air bubbles. Air bubbles, there to remind me that I still can't do much right.
I hate screen protectors.
Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 7:57 PM UTC
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 1:26 AM UTC
Everyone's alive are living a life like its forever
When the owner knows the expiring date laughing often like we won't cry again
Buying luxuries gadget like we are brave
Buying expensive rides like they are only reason
Building houses like they can move it
Shopping expensively, oppressively
Standing to some great feet,
Being notorious.
Your shadow lying on the floor
giving warning, 6 feet is real
Your breathe is been measured by the hours of time.
The steps your feet takes is been counted.
Your happy moments, frustrated moments, sad moments and winning moments are noted.
Your life is designated to a specific death moment
Equipped with some amount of people to attend.
You won't know the person bathing you,
No can't know the coffin carrier,
You don't know anything. Anything you own is left behind
The ant on the ground has power over you.
You became a friend to the sand.
A very long time friend missing you.
Now you know who you are
Actually nobody,
The breathe of God gives Life
Makes us somebody.
Be good and be good
Give even if it is your last
Be happy when you do.
Help even if not returned, don't make no harm
Death is not the opposite of life,
but
part of it.
Jul 13, 2021
Jul 13, 2021 at 6:31 AM UTC
A rugged sidewalk cried hard by the way-side;
Its cracks could not hold their grey tears anymore.
A puny man pushed a red cart in the tide
Down a darkling, narrow street in Salammbô.
He gasped behind his overladen chariot,
As he hurried toward the “Sunday Market.”
His merkabah bore many a lost gadget
Which he had found buried in the quicksand;
Among them a fountain pen and a helmet,
A pair of eyeglasses, and a trumpet.
I wondered, gazing at the small man’s wet face:
Will this worn-out scene ever reach the market?
© LazharBouazzi
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 6:06 PM UTC
Golden arches,
Some stop to eat.
Mouse ears,
Some stop to retreat.
All these shops that we see
And all the smiling faces
Plastered on a mascot
Brings the viewer to higher places.
The holidays come,
The people gather 'round
A flat screen TV
And knock each other to the ground.
Here used to lie an orange grove
That provided for the land.
Now times have changed, values too.
In its place a theme park stands.
This generation's happines
Can be bought and sold
By paper we deem valuable
For that is what we're told.
Yet the sight of a valley
Brings me more joy
Than any handy dandy
Service, gadget, toy.
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
Flip it, hidden or showing
Head or tails remains same coin
Just like water, liquid or ice
Roll a 6-sided once or twice still same dice
Life is like a throw-able object
That can rest in multiple positions
But not a gambling device or gadget
For causing random seasons
For each step forward feel your back
For the lack of eyes invites a stab
Elevation heads towards enemy attack
When the wise bite like a crab
When you only stare at the window
You don't see outside and beyond
And the world is a mirror, smile for this sake
But your real one can invite another so fake
A buffalo by a riverbank
Only sees the water and it's own face
Quenching thirst expecting no attack
By the crocodile below the surface
Chickens are better for they stir up dust
To pull out worms and ants
Humans are clever for they hide in masks
To pull some stunts
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 5:38 AM UTC
Paris is so beautiful, that it’s emotional,
like the red tile roofs of Rome,
or the Kenroku-en gardens of Japan.
It’s a relatively large world.
Whenever you can fly over an ocean
you feel limitless, and godly,
like the world is there for you, on demand.
Speaking of God-like views, I’m headed
to Lisa’s (parents) Manhattan highrise again
this year for Thanksgiving—six, very-long days
from today—and I have to wait—but I can’t wait.
I’m starting to stuff things into my bag, like a turkey.
There are so many holiday things to do in Manhattan.
Things that invariably whip you up for a sparkly Christmas.
But these are only commercial attractions—planned distractions.
One frosty November-break morning, two years ago,
a tide of clouds had rolled in, like a trillion tons of cotton
candy had been dumped on New York city, overnight,
filling it up to the 42nd floor. It glistened there, below us,
in the klieg-bright sun, like Tiffany diamonds on cotton.
So, imagine that, then add a flock of geese, in military-like
v-formation flying just at the crest of the glitter, like dolphins
hopping in and out of the waves, as they passed above the
insignificant works of man. It took my breath away.
So, naturally I grabbed for my fancy phone with its super-duper,
high-res camera. The snaps did the glorious scene poor justice—
the majestic, wild geese came out as dots on glare.
I’m watching things carefully this year, not just the multicolor, cachet, window displays on Fifth Avenue and the decorations at the Chelsea Market (where Oreos were invented). I’m going to capture this year
—every intense, emotional second—with that most unreliable, 3D
gadget of all—Memory.
.
.
A song for this:
Holiday Road by Lindsey Buckingham
Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 11:45 AM UTC
What's an ****** I was asked
A satirical pose to make me laugh
Well I've heard its a mystical beast
Portrayed in **** a veritable feast
In documentarys with middle aged bags
On day time tv discussing there *** !
The reality is mystical still
Some can attain it for others no thrill
It's a strange event that's never seen
A ***** a rabbit on a jelly bean
To make someone shake and hopefully ***
Anne Summers will give you the gadget for that
Or a washing machine if you sit on top!
So in asking me what an ****** is
Is hard to describe or picture indeed
But if your good then later tonight
I'll answer the question with a little spice!!!
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 8:44 AM UTC
I’m not going to make money by
Creating some clever gadget.
That costs too much for advertising
To fit in my future budget.
I’m not going to write a book yet
Because they are hard to sell.
I decided against self-help seminars.
Sitting through those is hell.
I’m not going to learn hairdressing
So I can be a pricey hair ******
I’m not going to write recipes to show
A hundred ways to use a blender.
I ruled out auditioning for **** flicks
I’m far to shy for all that.
I won’t be trying to make viral videos
Of adorable fuzzy little cats.
You won’t be hearing any hit songs
Written by me, myself and I.
I can’t carry a tune and can’t rhyme
So, right away I won’t even try.
I can’t paint and I can’t draw at all
So, I won’t be a world-class artist.
I won’t become a rocket scientist
In math I was never the smartest.
I'm not going to start some con game
And leave them all in the lurch.
Well, in a manner of speaking I am,
Because I'm starting a church.
I’ll spend tons of money on my home
And make a big flashy cathedral
Then spend lots of time bragging
How it’s all so very spiritual.
People will send me lots of cash thinking.
That will get them into heaven.
I’ll make more money selling God to them
Than owning a thousand 7-11s.
I’ll only need to convince my followers that
I have the get-out-of-hell-free card;
That I am the path to understanding God
And that just can’t be that hard.
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 6:02 AM UTC
In a world expecting perfect
I do have a few defect
Am not a gadget
Emotions and life has its effect
Impulsive actions iam imperfect
Failed a few times toughts defect
Mistakes in life doth reflect
In society a neglect
A life being imperfect
Accepting the defect
Let go of the neglect
With love and care to reflect
Life perfect in imperfect
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC
Isn't it funny how things trend
Fashion,
The latest, men's jeans is on a comeback
I didn't know they left
Indiana Jones,
what's up with that,
is it a name for people to do crazy ****
Amazing birds,
I have been amazed with birds all my life,
I wish I could fly and **** on people.
Carne De MiCarne,
A fancy word for Barbecue
I like the back yard barbecue,
I can pronounce that.
Women tax,
is that like black tax,
they should be charged
with all the money I spent on females
the famous controversy
the blue and white dress
or is it black and gold
what the **** do I care
i don't wear dresses
Recipies/Food
why do when I follow the directions
it never comes out the same as the picture
I eat enough as it is already
TV Shows
The food network, just make me hungry
How it 's made, why do I care
CNN news, they can beat a dead horse to death
The UFO channel, haven't seen a flying object yet,
except when a girl may through something at me
Gadget's & TV infomercials
They drive me up the wall and they never work
that's why they give you a bonus
5 for 1 price
Don't want to drag this out so here is the last one
What's up with black girl names
shaqunda, liqunta, shaletta, and so on
Just last week I found out that a young black poet
named Sha'Condria "iCon" Sibley had wrote a poem about this.
It went viral, the Dailey show talked about it,
The Washington Post wrote about it
between twitter, youtube and instagram
she got over a million hits
Check it out on youtube it's called
Little black girls with long names
My hat is off to her and I respect her
for taking Poetry to the next level for us
Thanks for all the chatting and writings,
you guys and gals are great here on HP
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
We want the gadget
That does it all
Connects us at all times
Protected from a fall.
From now on,
No one is out of reach
In our free time
It even has the ability to teach:
The quote of the day
News incoming
Throughout the day
Pop-ups in a constant state
Do not have to check
It is the notifications alert
That we set.
Why look any further
Carry in our pockets
One or two things heavier
It also works as a camera,
A map if we get lost
A game center when we are bored.
This lovely little package
Wrapped in multifunctional;
Nothing it cannot offer
That one that gives us all --
Is it not
Precisely what we want
An ideal all-in-one?
The gadget that does it all
That has made everything
So accessible;
We want the same in people
Someone that has it all
The ideal all-in-one
Trying to materialize
The perfect person.
Answering to our needs
The looks that we fancy
Mind-boggling
But still entertaining
And put on silent
When it is inconvenient
Then expected
To succeed
Continually.
But where is the fun
In the easier version
Who needs perfection
When there is
A specialized version?
The one
That may not have all things
But does that one thing
In excellent condition.
A camera
That takes
Professional ones
An intellect
That sprinkles
The conversation
A stereo
That plays music
In high-definition
A sensible soul
That spreads
His recollections.
To be ideal
Is to simplify
To simplify
is not ideal --
So rather look for
Someone special
Than an all-in-one.
Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
One day Frick when to the place to buy some stuff
While Frack stayed in the area to do some things
Frack tossed out some junk
He used the the whatchamacallit to clean the thingamajig
Pick up the odds and ends
And he scrubbed a doodad with the thingamabob
Frick purchesed some knickknacks and bric-a-brac
A few sundries
A couple of tchotkes and trinkets
Some whatnot
A gizmo
A gadget
And more miscellaneous paraphernalia
When Frick got home Frack asked "What'd you buy?"
Frick said " Oh, this and that" "What'd you do all day?"
Frack said "Just a hodgepodge of etcetera, etcetera"
-Tommy Johnson
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
have you met my friend gadget
she really is a pill
when it comes ****
she gives a hella thrill
loves it hard in the mouth
gets it from demon boy
he loves it when she ***** and licks
she is his toy and joy
she has her own electric chair
loves a glass of wine
turns it on and fries her self
does it all the time
shuck me like an oyster daddy
she would beg and plead
i really need it now
please make me cry and bleed
she collects multi colored vibrators
and keeps them under glass
she saves the biggest one
for her little ***
has tubes and lubes
and a gothic torture chamber
cuffs,muffs and toxic drinks
but nothing seems to faze her
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC