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One important reason to stay calm is that calm parents hear more. Low-key, accepting parents are the ones whose children keep talking.

quote by Mary Pipher
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Parents Vs Children

Things that i don't understand in this world is that why do some people
get into relationship, getting married, enjoying life and making love.
But when it comes to children or when they already have kids, they
could not accept their responsibilities as parents. They do have
regrets of having kids especially if the kids are naughty, giving problem
or giving them headaches. They always beating, shouting, saying bad words to the kids saying wish you never exist, wish you never been born.
Instead of being calm, giving advice, doing good things which would make their children happy and be proud to have good parents.
Instead of thinking good ideas which would make them close to each other
.
Child is a child, they need more time with their parents. They need
attention, care, and love. Children are curious to everything, they need
to know antyhing as part of growing up. They need the guidance of
parents, but what I see nowadays is different. Parents just give material things to show their love for their kids.

Some parents just go out to parties, shopping, prefer to hang out with their friends rather than their kids. Then they just leave the children
to the nannies/babysitter.
Parents make their children be far from them instead children to get
close to the nannies who always there for them and give the love to the children. Parents must be a role model for the children, but what i see
now is that children do as what their parents do, they become more liberated.

There are also some parents who give up for their children. Some choose their own happiness, they don't like to stay at home with their kids. especially if thier husband dont have time for them too. the tendency, both couple would have a problem that result to divorce.
Where is the love that they shared? where is the promises and vows they had?

poem by Judith Kempis
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Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home

Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home
The children who neglect their parents will be cursed,
The Nature makes such children’s house a hellish dome,
They are lucky children who are blessed by their parents,
It is said that there is a heaven under the legs of mother,
The children love or not to their mother but she loves all,
She embraces good or bad children but she can’t smother,
Mother is habituated to pray to God for all their happiness,
A few children won’t love their parents but love their wives,
In old age parents are in need of only their children’s love,
Who devote God, adore parents will be happy in their lives,
Love of parents always comes to children from the sky above,
God bless those children who are blessed by their parents,
And God curse those children who are cursed by their parents.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Children's role after you:

Birthday: parents to children;
Death anniversary: children to parents;
Marriage: parents for children;
Funeral: children for parents;
Others for these have no right;
Others for these are unfit.
Parents must have these in mind
When they write the will.
15.04.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Am Calm In The Pain

I AM CALM IN THE PAIN

I am calm in the pain,
And calm in the rejection,
And calm through the insult,
And calm through the anger,
And calm calm calm,
Though I feel so deeply
How I have failed
I am calm
Very calm
So calm
Until suddenly
In the middle of the morning prayer
I begin to cry to God
Cry with a terrible crying
And then when the prayer done
Calm calm calm calm calm.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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I try to keep a balance. I actually believe that children want normal parents, they don't want celebrities or important parents or anything different from all the other parents.

quote by Linda Hamilton
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To keep the bond

Parents spend on children,
And children, on parents later.
These are not debts.
Parents scold children,
And children, parents later.
These are not scars.
Roots and shoots together
Have thetr Profit and Loss Account.
23.03.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Parents vs children, children vs parents.

So many family is divided,
Parents against children agitated,
On the other side the kids do not approve them,
Criticizing, judging for every happenings and problem.

Many child blames the parents for numberless reason,
They oppose the strong, the weak and ready to abandon,
Many times parents are dictators, keeping the kid in slavery,
Neither of them is an angel, which is an irony.

Would be lovely if children would keep the commandment,
Respecting, understanding & loving the parents every moment,
Then, maybe they would receive that treatment too,
When they become parents & only justice they would do.

Mankind is teaching about peace, love and respect,
In this moment there is neither effect,
Oh parents and children when do you understand at last?
Learn to love and respect each other and forgive that bloody past.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Who Must Take Care of Old-aged Parents?

Which child will care for parents when old-aged?
Which child will show compassion and respect?
Which child will find the time to talk kind words?
Which child reciprocates their affection?

Gone are the days of joint family system!
Gone is the sense of values in people!
Gone are the times when blood was quite thicker!
Gone with the wind is honouring parents!

Have parents not showered love on children?
Have they not slogged to give them life's comforts?
Have they not nursed them whenev'r they fell ill?
Have they not done their duties to their kids?

The world today is selfish to the core;
Children just want the wealth of parents old;
None volunteer to tend to old parents;
Children show scarce love to their parents dear!

What has then come upon children today?
Who should take care of parents, elderly?
Should not one's children take care of parents?
Much love seems lost in families these days!

poem by John Celes
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I Will Calm Down!

say as you may,
I DON'T CARE! ! ! ! ! !
are you in my shoes,
I DON'T THINK SO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
do you know what i been through?
NOT REALLY! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
how you going to tell me to calm down?
i have everything planned! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
you came and took everything! ! ! ! !
my plans for my futher,
my trust i had for you,
everything i thought i had going right.
EVERYTHING and now i'm surposed to calm down,
DID YOU LOSE EVERYTHING? ! ! ! !
and you still want me to calm down?
if it wasn't for you i wouldn't be in this mess! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
what did i ever do to deserve this?
nothing! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! and yet i have to pay the price.
don't you think you could of been clear,
than we wouldn't be in this mess! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
so i will calm down, when i get what you promised.
that all i wanted.
for you to stay to your word.
but, HELL NO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
now you see why i'm pissed,
i got a good enough reason to be.
at you and at the world.
no wonder i don't put my trust into anybody.
yet, i feel like i'm getting pushed away,
do anybody seem to care?
not if it don't concerns them! ! ! !
this world is already MESSED up.
no wonder the people in it are TOO! ! ! ! ! !
I WILL CALM DOWN! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i will take deep breath........
but, will you still be the same?
cuz if you are,
i can't have this conversation with you.
i need it with somebody who will listen.
i need it with somebody who give a damn! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i'm tiried of feeling like i'm not important! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
when i know DAMN sure i am! ! ! ! !
so if you got a problem with it.
i don't care! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i stopped caring way before you did.

poem by Mona Martinez
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As the School Bell Rings

Tis sharp two
in the afternoon.
The school bell rings
as the day is done.

After calm comes a storm
and the school ground now
is a turbulent sea -
of children in frenzied activity.

Some are running, some sprinting,
some scampering while some are strolling.
Some are walking towards the gate
while some are squatting on the staircase.

Some are running towards the school bus
while some are looking out for their parents.
Some are being escorted by their teachers
while some are busy chatting with their friends.

Mobile phones are ringing incessantly
and people are talking animatedly.
Bus drivers in buses are waiting impatiently
and the children inside are yelling frantically.

Tis now sharp three
in the afternoon.
Now comes calm after the storm
and the school ground now is a sea of serenity.

02 June 2010
11 am

poem by Gita Ashok
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Parents and offspring’s access to paradise

God has similarity with parents
But He hardly has
Similarity with offspring
This is one of the reasons
Why parents are so prestigious

Against this backdrop
If the children are pious
But their parents are not
They will be able to take
Their parents to paradise
Whereas
If the parents are pious
But their children are not
They will be unable to take
Their children to paradise

poem by Asif Andalib
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This House Is Not For Sale

Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell
They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things
Come on little honey, put your head on my knee
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Do you remember when we even bought this thing?
I danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease
What happened in the car that night?
What happened in the car that night?
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We could grab a couple sheets, yeah, give 'em quite a scare
I remember lyin' on the bedroom floor
You were holding me, little honey, kissin' my soul
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Calm down

song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Your Children Will Copy You

Be children beholden to their parents.
It behoves children to tend their parents.
To your children you must teach this lesson
By being such child to your old parents.

(26.01.2011)

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet: Our World When Young...

Those days were fine when children young, we were,
And parents cared for us in all our needs;
We came to know a world that was unfair;
Yet, we were trained to sow only good seeds!

A time then came when we were separate,
With family of own, problems galore;
We learnt to stay off vice and sins to hate;
Though we were far better, we craved for more!

What parents did, we could not equalise;
Their performance remained always a feat!
Our sufferings then, we try to visualise;
Our former life was rather good and neat.

O thank You God for parents wonderful;
They toiled to make our lives so beautiful!

‘God bless our dear parents with heaven! ’

Most lovingly dedicated to our dear parents (late)
Mrs. Stella and Antoniswami, Old Chungam, CBE
By all their beloved children

Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-10-11

poem by John Celes
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Parents must have a say.

Children come not through parents.
They are the extension of parents.
Children are their fused gametes.
Parents must have a say on them.
20.02.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Demands of the cycle

Your children are your copy
But, mind, you are your parents’.
You have molded your children
And your parents have molded you.
You take care of your parents
For your children to copy it.
What you do to your children
Aren’t a sacrifice but debts
As demanded by the life cycle.
12.11.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When the Parents Refuse to Come Home

When the parents refuse to come home
The children sleep beneath the babysitter’s skirt.
She will eat you out of house and home.
When the parents refuse to come home
The children shall set the house on fire,
And the babysitter shall save the family pet
That is content to be hand fed at the breast.
This night the parents are outside the loop,
They are out for a night on the town to renew their bound without the incessant want of children who shall burn the house down for attention.
The babysitter is watching TV under the blaze of the burning house where the family pet snicks beneath the smoke colleted by the ceiling.
When the parents stay out all night the children are discontented with the babysitter who have no time for children, she rather babysat the TV.
The babysitter refuse to pay taxes on her earning, she have parked the children in their beds where they learn the art of conversation from the TV.
The parents are having fun while the children are safe in the dream shatter of the right brain telling midnight stories of the day’s doings and the babysitter has invited her boy friend over for the night and he will eat you out of house and home while in their dream the children are buring the house down.
When the parents dance the night away in the night club the children are dreaming of the violent of the babysitter who eat the last of the pot roast left over from dinner.
When the parents refuse to come home the babysitter is contemplating the meaning of death and dying in the burning house.
The babysitter will grow up to become a parent and she will hire a babysitter when she go out to dance the night away as her children burn the house down.

poem by David E. Patton
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Let the children be busy, when their parents play! !

When I hear the noise of children,
a few floors down the residence,
people say that their parents,
are busy in their one room abode.

When I hear the screams of children,
in the mornings of every Fridays,
people say that their parents,
are busy in making another one.

When I walk on the dusty roads,
I see the shirtless children,
playing merrily with flower eyes,
no dews, no dews, only sparkles.

Let the children play! !

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher

Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher
Parents are the builder of children’s characters and minds,
The mother won’t be a fighter but should be a well preacher,
If she is an illiterate she must carry her children to tuition,
Howsoever the mother should educate their children first,
And she should send her children to school daily and regularly,
Teachers are not blamed not to fulfil children’s educational thirst,
Both the parents and teachers should make them the best citizens,
As we can’t work with one hand likewise we can’t walk with one leg,
Hence, parents and teachers are the same faces of the same coin,
If parents and teachers do them careless they suffer in life to beg,
Do well and have well it is said to see your own profit in life or ruin,
That is why parents and teachers are the best artists of the child,
If an art is spoilt the statue of the child looks like an ugly and a wild.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Let Children Be Children For Once

Let children be children for once
By leting them play
Where is safe
And by leting them know
That you will protect them always
Because you are their parents
Let children be children for once
By allowing them to show their love for you
Because you are their parents
And please tell your children that you love them
Because that is what they want to hear
From you

poem by Aldo Kraas
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