Kookoo poems on Hello Poetry

To Shy To Say My Name Dec 2014

There once was a pen
Who was used by Ten
He cried out Boo Hoo
When he went KooKoo
He had much Zen

Mhmd elHalwani Dec 2013

Essence

The fingerprint-less hand reaches through the damp void
In search of another lucky prey.

Like a lottery, we wait for the fingers to come,
And relieve us from today.

Dismay, as the body forms so perfectly it makes you go
Kookoo!

A jump of the spirit driving in a supercharged car
On open land going 2000 miles an hour.
Why not?

Why not find our ******* and sniffity sniff sniff
Until our eyes start speaking, our lips start listening
And our noses start looking for beauty?

A kiss on the cheek of a girl with her scotch in one hand
And the other wiping tears off while George Harrison's guitar
Gently weeps.

That swaying walk under the light of a street lamp in Venice
With creaking sounds in one ear, and the wind in the other
After a long moving night.

Find. Your. Sanctuary.

Find the essence of joy between nicotine & alcohol's love making noises
While adrenaline laughs in the other room
And fatigue is missing in action.

Hold your eyes closed, and wait for the sunrise
As your soul is locked with hers
And your smile is forever anxious
Displaying the reincarnation of the essence of joy
On both your faces.

brandon nagley Jun 2015

Kookoo bird

I've heard one say
Poets are crazy
Yea
Got that right
I am!

Methmi Mandara Apr 2021

Spring of Spring

New year comes for us, not in January first
Cos’ the sun moves to the zodiac of goat
Flowers smile, birds sings to cheer his journey
Ah…ha April came with laughter and harmony

Time for new years’ fest
The kookoo bird said staying at the west
With a whistle with happiness zest
I and thou know it’s the best

Blast of fire crackers with a huge sound
Happiness, purity, the nation found
Wee kids playing all around
Fireworks passing without a bound

Erabadu blossoms red and bright
Bending towards the new year sight
Sinhala spring through day and night
Time to have fun with a pillow fight

Being in the country with a year through spring
This is the best time which is the sun bring
Put on a smile and wash off the grin
Come everyone it’s time to swing

Sweet meats passing hand by hand
Drum beating waving as an Eastern band
Cleaning the shelter by sweeping the sand
New year’s princess, spring is on stand

Sri Lanka doesn't have any seasonal change like Winter, Spring, Autumn and Summer. Everyday, it's like spring but the Spring is increasing on the month of April

As it is mentioned in Sri Lankan Astrology, the sun is travelling from through the Zodiac sign circle. When the sun finished one circle from Pisces and again started from Capricorn, It's new year for us.

Here, I have mentioned about a bird named Kookoo. It is an endemic bird of Sri Lanka who is so active throughout this season. All it's sound is waving through the nature throughout this month.

This season is full of fireworks and crackers.....

Also, here I have mentioned about a flower called Erabadu. It is also an endemic flower of Sri Lanka. It is red in color which especially blooms in April.

The thing I have mentioned about a pillow fight is also a game done on this season. There is a wooden stand above the ground where 2 people sit on with one hand tied. They are fighting with a pillow until one falls to the ground.

I have said "Come everyone, It's time to swing" You may wonder what this means! Swinging is an activity we are doing throughout this season. We hang 2 ropes on a tree and keep a wood in the between those two. Then we are sitting on it...Swinging and having fun.

This is a time which all Sri Lankan share sweets, Clean all shelters. This is the happiest time of Sri Lanka.

#culture #tradition

Steven L Herring May 2017

Fury

My heart goes out to all the victims
of circumstance
Bombs bursting
Flesh torn to a tattered mess
Blood spattered
Sidewalks full of brain matter
and bones splintered
into nothing more than pick up sticks

In a world crying
and dying
for remorse,
all we see is your face
Staring
and uncaring
A toothy grin lights your dark visage
and your word for word interpretation
of your puny god's message
to dispatch the souls of the infidel
like trees felled
in a forest for not being hard enough

Just what are you trying to do?
You're all kookoo
for cocoa puffs
and the band plays along
to your song
too afraid to pass judgement
too afraid to get it wrong

You should know
that there are those of us
sitting
waiting
in the shadows
juggling our hammers
ready to lay hands of retribution on you
Just as soon as somebody says GO!
For thine eyes are filled with hate
and blood lust
and our hammers will fall for you

Steven L Herring May 2017

Fury

My heart goes out to all the victims
of circumstance
Bombs bursting
Flesh torn to a tattered mess
Blood spattered
Sidewalks full of brain matter
and bones splintered
into nothing more than pick up sticks

In a world crying
and dying
for remorse,
all we see is your face
Staring
and uncaring
A toothy grin lights your dark visage
and your word for word interpretation
of your puny god's message
to dispatch the souls of the infidel
like trees felled
in a forest for not being hard enough

Just what are you trying to do?
You're all kookoo
for cocoa puffs
and the band plays along
to your song
too afraid to pass judgement
too afraid to get it wrong

You should know
that there are those of us
sitting
waiting
in the shadows
juggling our hammers
ready to lay hands of retribution on you
Just as soon as somebody says GO!
For thine eyes are filled with hate
and blood lust
and our hammers will fall for you

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