Quotes about itch, page 3
Lıfe's A *Itch
Feelin blue
What the hell happened to you
Full of hate
Nothin' else left on your plate
Lovin' you
How could this life be so damn cruel
Chorus
You wanna hate me all day long
You can't think straight, you got it so wrong
Dying, lyin' in all of your pain
Yet you keep on feeding it again and again
You need to give it a rest someday
Babe your so blue it just blows us all away
Life's a *itch
Gotta scratch every itch
Thats ok
Gotta live for everyday
It's so true
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poem by Talile Ali
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Madness Itch
A post surgery sensation...
Described but has to be experienced.
When areas of the body,
Had been stitched and bandaged.
And a healing process begins...
That isn't funny one bit.
Some say to 'pat'.
While others suggest to gentle rub.
That madness itch...
Seems as if steel wool,
Would scratch that itch to satisfy...
Like nothing will or does.
A post surgery sensation...
Described but has to be experienced.
When areas of the body,
Had been stitched and bandaged.
And a healing process begins...
That isn't funny one bit.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Troubled With The Itch, And Rubbing Sulfur
'Tis bitter, yet 'tis sweet,
Scratching effects but transient ease;
Pleasure and pain together meet,
And vanish as they please.
My nails, the only balm,
To ev'ry bump are oft applied,
And thus the rage will sweetly calm
Which aggravates my hide.
It soon returns again;
A frown succeeds to ev'ry smile;
Grinning I scratch and curse the pain,
But grieve to be so vile.
In fine, I know not which
Can play the most deceitful game,
The devil, sulphur, or the itch;
The three are but the same.
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poem by George Moses Horton
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Full Moon a storypoem
The moon is full and bright tonight.
The tensions rise within these walls
Although the corridors are bright
I clearly hear the eerie calls
of those affected by the moon
Their madness raised to fever pitch
I pray that morning will come soon
I feel their hatred like an itch.
Which creeps and crawls across my skin
An itch for which there is no cure.
Although I know they are locked in,
the full moon makes me insecure.
Although the experts disagree.
They don’t patrol the floors at night.
They will be sleeping peacefully
Smugly convinced that they are right.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Life Is To Live and Be Exposed to It
No one enjoys playing hide and seek,
Better than those who have stayed hidden...
To perfect the game.
There, wherever in their minds believing...
Their attention is sought.
There, wherever in their minds perceiving...
They can not get caught.
Or be seen...
In a foolish stagnation.
Lacking both growth and appeal.
With a purpose long gone,
That has killed their dreams.
No one enjoys playing hide and seek,
Better than those who have stayed hidden...
To perfect the game.
Protecting themselves in situations.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tormented (4-in-One)
All those nights I have been dreaming
That I was with you for the time being.
I was happy in those dreams
I never heard shouts nor screams.
I wished those dreams shouldn't have ended
Because in reality they couldn't be manifested.
But in reality can I only prepare
To show you that I really care.
It would be self-deceiving
If I think that those dreams are worth
believing.
But I'd rather live in a fantasy
Than face the painful reality.
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Paalam bayan,
Pag-unlad mo'y aking inaasahan
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poem by Eon Ezkiel
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Triptych Stitch Trip
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TRIPTYCH ST....ITCH TRIP
String on Heart’s skeinS,
Threads tie, Cast, kniT!
In time, Train I
Taut pins In, ouT,
Click clack. TantriC -
Heaven Sends sigH
14 May 1996
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Triptych Stitch Trip poem © Jonathan Robin
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TRIPTYCH ST....ITCH TRIP II
S[tr]ing...H eart’S
Thought C harT
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Triptych Stitch Sandwich Trip Tip
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TRIPTYCH STITCH SANDWICH TRIP TIP
S[w]ing...Heart'S....String
Thoughts.Ch arT......These
In............TempI......Ideas
Taut....... .InstanT....Tempting
Click........TantriC.....Chic
Hear........ SandwicH.Here
triple acrostic written 22 November 2006 revised 23 May 2008
Triptych Stitch Sandwich Trip Tip poem © Jonathan Robin
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TRIPTYCH ST....ITCH TRIP
String on Heart’s skeinS,
Threads tie, Cast, kniT!
In time, Train I
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Poetical Triptych Trick Trip
POETICAL TRIPTYCH TRICK TRIP
I
Poetry is metamorphosis
Of heart and mind combined, -
Emotions surge to urge osmosis,
To merge what ‘chance’ can find
Revealed behind blind synthesis
Yoking letters neatly lined.
II
Poetry is music by another name,
Or in some manner harmony applied,
Explaining day to day occurrences supplied
To offer eurythmic interpretation game
Responding with logic on magic patter[n] frame.
Yet the alphabetic formula hid inside
Enables one to say one’s peace, with self confide
Much which must, ecstatic, “out”. Emotion’s flame
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Laundress
Dhobis usually operate from door to door collecting dirty linen from households. After a day or two, they return the linen washed, sometimes starched and ironed. Dhobis were the forerunners on the Indian subcontinent to modern professional dry cleaners. Since the dhobi charges are much lower than those of dry cleaners, they are popular with most households.Each dhobi marks a unique symbol or character on garments belonging to a particular household. This is marked in black indelible ink to prevent it from being washed off. Dhobis may wash the clothes themselves or outsource it to dhobis who only wash clothes. In Andhra Pradesh this caste is known as Rajaka (Chakali) and they make up 6% of the Andhra Pradesh population.This group is known as Madvala or Rajaka in the state of Goa.In Mumbai, dhobis are an integral feature of the city.All the dhobis wash their linen in the Mahalaxmi area known as Dhobi Ghat. This area is strangely popular with foreign tourists looking for a piece of quintessential Indianness. Another region in South Mumbai, Dhobitalao, used to be a lake where British soldiers used to have their uniforms washed about 120 years ago.There are also streets called Dhobi (or Dhoby) Ghaut in Singapore and Penang (Malaysia) , where Indian dhobis used to carry out their ancestral business.Dhobi remains British Armed Forces slang for washing (i.e. 'doing your dhobi') . In addition, washing powder is known as 'dhobi dust'.
Sometimes, a colloquial verb 'to dhobi' is used. The sentence 'My clothes were stinking, so I took them off and dhobied them native fashion by bashing them on a wet rock' from The Gold of Malabar by Berkely Mather, an author who had spent many years in India.The word 'dhobi' has been absorbed into the Malay language as 'dobi' to mean 'laundry'. So 'kedai dobi' means 'laundry shop'. A laundry shop in Malaysia may be owned by any race, not only Indian.Dhobi itch is an alternative name for jock itch. In Sri Lanka too the rheumatoid culture is same and they treat them as low caste and offer a small chair to sit! What a ridiculous World is this?
What are you doing my little Angel at this Twilight by the River bank?
I thought you're a Goddess and I am a Buffalo boy
To my stingy Master's herd!
Please do not run like a reindeer
I am your faithful brother.
If you wait for a while I play the flute
And if you are interested the tune
I spend my whole life to teach you,
Why you wash others dirt and their sins?
If I have a tiny World of my own
Definitely I give you a Buffalo ride
But I am only a Buffalo boy
And not a seasonal Jockey!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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