"veh" poems
SIR APJ ABDUL KALAM KO SALAM !
VEH MARE NAHI HAI
VEH TO AMAAR HAI
UNKE UPDESH
UNKI SOCH
UNKA SAPNA
AMAAR HAI AUR HAMESHA RAHEGA !
VEH ZINDA HAI
HAMARE DILO ME
HAM SAB ME KALAM HAI !
I AM KALAM
YOU ARE KALM
WE ARE KALAM
VISION 2020 AB DOOR NAHI !
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 7:13 AM UTC
Being a parody of Abou ben Adhem by Leigh Hunt
(See glossary below for translation of italicized words)
By Yossel Zweben (1929- )
Moishe Ben Shlomo (may his nostrils drip!)
Awoke as they approached the landing strip
And saw within the cabin (business class)
A stewardess with an exciting ***
The badge pinned to her ***** said Lorraine.
A life of chutzpah had made Ben Shlomo vain
And to the well-endowed hostess he said
“I bet that I could land us on my head!”
The crew who had endured his endless yack,
Found this the straw that broke the camel’s back,
And to this trumped-up braggart they declared
“Our magazine contains a questionnaire
To test your aptitude to fly this plane.”
“What a metsieh,” thought Moish, wracking his brain
And mentally the crew echoed his thought
As, finally, they got the peace they sought.
When El Al published names that had been blessed.
Oy veh! Ben Shlomo’s name had failed the test.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
Primordial chants
YAH VEH
YAH VEH
YAH VEH
meditating in the soul of the black onyx beads.
Frozen drops of bliss nestling in the sinews,
soaking me in its sublime stillness,
leading me to its philharmonic depth,
yoking me to its cosmic vibes.
I sublimate
to become the chants
that pulsate in the soul
of the black onyx beads...
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
the sense that the only thing worth sensing
is broken
humanity...........my god and lover merging and mating
in the fields that are dying and the air
i can hardly breathe any more
images of children dressed as ******
distract us from the knowledge
of what's "closing in"
ah, but i love you still
still in your ****** sense
of **********
still raising families
as if they have any
chance to live at all
escaping the death-like
stupor
of guilt
i
eye you completely
up and down
and
if i have to wake up again
as if the sun rising is actually the beginning
of
a DAY
here
all i can say
is
"i will never betray you
and
i
will
try
to
be
a
heroic
lover
still
Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 3:06 PM UTC
P
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/ T \
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& out from the stick figure POETS
LEW emerges !!
••
real words !
Finding their own OY VEH
thru the bistros and cafés
Out thru the neoned madness
To the peopled dream
••
Beyond the jaundiced eye
Beyond the narcissism
Of the broken mirror
•
Can you see who MUST be here ?
••
Blazing Light
Brazen with pure poetic fervor
Human beings need to know eachother
LOVE AND HATE
••
If you'd be
Of true poetic sensibility
Follow ! -- you may
Act courageously
Anytime you dare face
The world and it's hostility
To the love that still is here
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC