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Mountain hikes instilled in me a life-long urge to get to the top of any inviting summit or peak.

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This Mountain To Climb

Come, you gifted men and women,
Climb the mountain peak if you want;
He who strives and cannot disturb
Must watch and enjoy the very summit.
I caught it, the ball was caught as a light,
Drinking the very brew of Experience!

May I be far removed from certain dogmas,
Entering my mind and contemplating;
This mountain has forgotten all difference
Between myself and others.

poem by Naveed Akram
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The summit

My preconceived thoughts have no limit,
My perceptions have my heart ignite,
My path your eyes have given light,
My hope dont have power nor might,
Should I put aside weapons or fight,
There we are at the summit

We searched in the places of lovers,
We found all the lovers things along,
So many different pictures we painted,
So many different paintings we pictured,
We had to make vital choices,
Look at us, standing upon the summit

Look at us my beautiful lover,
Beyond the imagination of all our thoughts,
We sailed past the deepest seas,
The water so bluest yet us so purest,
The trip was always long my love,
All the same, we at the summit now

Some built houses, we built a home,
The clouds are closer my love,
Lets not step down this mountain,
Its me and you forever more,
Me and you upon the summit

poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Sonnet- My Poetry

I thought I started climbing just a hill;
With time, it dawned to me it was a peak;
I knew I had to climb up further still,
The peak was nowhere seen that I did seek.

I wasn't a mountaineer to begin with;
I slowly learnt to climb requiring skill;
Tho' an accident, my climb had its pith,
With ease I'll climb the summit on the hill.

And now I know the gradient so well,
And dangers of the terrain I climb in;
When I will reach the peak, no one can tell,
But now onwards, my ambition's to win.
A beacon from above doth goad me on,
And soon a dress of starry clouds, I'll don.

poem by John Celes
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The Footsteps Of The Fools

when you are not there yet
you aspire for it, it is like a magical mountain
the apex of which you dream to step upon,
and every day of your life
you prepare
to be there, every step is carefully done
every strategy studied so well,
until you reach there, and what do you see?

the plains below, just like another scene
anywhere
you hear the song of the wind there
you touch the fog
you feel the rugged texture of its soil
orchids hang on its sides
but they are all the same
in all those places that you have been
there is really no difference

and you come down
and others who see you adore you
and ask you questions
about the song at the peak of that mountain by the wind
how does it feel to be on top?

you tell them that it is all the same
that there is nothing that makes that peak so significant
that you devote all your life
trying to reach it

but no one believes you and you regret to see them
following the footsteps of the fools over and over again

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Peak

Peak is here
Peak is there

Go here go there
Go anywhere
and find peak
only peak.

Reach peak
find chick
with chic
be chief.

Chirp, chirp
keep, keep.

Where is peak
where is peak
It is only you
who can pick peak.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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mountain temple
the clouds float
from peak to peak

haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Monsoon at peak! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Monsoon at peak
I hear a monologue-
Rain speaks…

Monsoon at peak,
Thatched roofs
Leak…

Monsoon at peak,
Corn on cob
Wins over coffee…

Monsoon at peak,
Can I go out, mother?
A child pleads…

Monsoon at peak,
A boy steals a look
At a girl soaked to skin…

Monsoon at peak,
Roads flooded,
Where is MCD?

Monsoon at peak,
Umbrellas
New fashion accessory…

Monsoon at peak,
Sun gets much needed
Rest…

Monsoon at peak,
Bathes
Foliage and trees.

Monsoon at peak
Schools closed
Children squeal,
Wish, it rains
Everyday of the week…

Monsoon at peak,
Leave your shoes at the door-
Mother screams…

Monsoon at peak,
Driver stops
To wipe the wind shield…

Monsoon at peak,
Open pavements
Home to many,
Wear deserted look …

Monsoon at peak,
Wet laundry-
Sun rise, please.

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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A moment in time! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Summer at peak;
a young man
in a white singlet.

Summer at peak;
a young girl
in short sleeves.

Summer at peak;
A child licks
Ice cream.

Summer at peak;
an infant
On inhaler.

Summer at peak;
A young couple
Cosy in cinema hall seats.

Summer at peak;
A vendor
Sells lime water.

Summer at peak;
Gulmohar petals
lie limp on grass.

Summer at peak;
Dust haze,
Road rage.

Summer at peak;
beads of sweat
slide on lips.

Summer at peak,
Street wars,
Blame it on heat.

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Hunchback Pilgrim and the singing mountain!

Hardly the poor pilgrim climbed the mountain
Before the sunset and he rests on the peak.
Peak murmurs like in a prayer;
'Hermit died a long ago and the hermitage was blown
in the stormy days.
Since that day I tried to come down
But later on I came to know that I cannot move
Like the old sage! '

* To be trusted is a greter compliment than to be loved.
-George Macdonald
[A folklore; Full Moon nights they hear songs and the bell rings in the hermitage! ]

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Life As A Mountain

He stands at the bottom of the mountain.
The one he plans to climb.
He knows it'll have it's challenges,
And will take a lot of time.

So he beings his journey,
He tires very quick.
But the man, he journeys on,
The climb will be epic.

A week has passed, the man is lost,
But he does not dismay.
For he knows that he will reach the peak,
And looks forward to that day.

The climb it does continue,
The terrain is very steep.
To climb the mountain was his promise,
And his promise he will keep.

As he ventures higher,
He comes across some snow.
He slips and falls and tumbles down.
Then back upward he does go.

The man's now bruised and battered,
Cuts on his arms and legs and chest.
On the battle for the mountain,
He knows he will get the best.

He comes up to a rock face wall.
It's thousands of feet high.
But he continues on his quest.
Knowing he could die.

Years have past, the man's now old,
He continues to the peak.
His determination the strongest now,
But his body is frail and weak.

And then one day, he reached the top.
He was the happiest of men.
He said in a soft and gentle voice.
I'd surely do this again.

For our life is like a mountain.
Keep climbing and don't stop.
You'll not regret the climb you faced,
When you're standing on the top.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Cricket

Reaching peak is a dream
Cricket is viamedia
To reach the peak
Cricket is a dream.

Reaching peak is a dream
Life is a dream
And dream comes true
Cricket is true.

Reaching peak is a dream
Dream is real
Pursue the dream
To enjoy life.

Reaching peak is a dream
Dream is cricket
Cricket sings the song
That enlightened life.

Reaching peak is a dream
Dream comes true
And in truth only
life becomes sincere and fluent.

Everything is cricket
And cricket that makes
both happy and sad
is the mixture that is life.

Life is cricket
Enjoy it
Sing it
And make hurrah.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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One More Mountain

With each of us as we travel through life,
the urge forward is always strong.
Knowing that with each mountain that we clime,
tomorrow another waits for us there.

There always seems one more mountain,
we always have to climb,
and always one more bridge
we have to cross before our day is through.

One day when we are old and tired,
and our legs will not carry us anymore,
a golden chariot will be sent from God,
then away to heaven we will fly.

14 June 2007

poem by David Harris
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Alpine Traverse Each Step Victory Won

can you feel throb at back of skull?
can you feel vice tightening on head?
can you feel ache behind eyeballs?
can you feel ache behind cheek bones?

can you feel ache in spine back?
can you feel ache tightening in legs?
can you see weary grey fatigue?
can you push on push on push on?

life awaits over the next mountain ridge
life awaits over the next grueling summit
life awaits past the next mountain pass
life awaits past winter in mountain meadows

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Up There

Up on the mountain a confusion breeds,
Poising on the summit is coherence;
A rotund man confronts conjurors
Who confine him with a penance.
The imposters conjure and jeer to connections,
A congenial man is rotund and fabulous.

The congruence of his actions confused them,
Conjuring was feeling pride, but the summit?
The diet of acts grew daily at the top,
Feeding us with plenty, stamina was retold.

poem by Naveed Akram
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To relieve the urge is the urge.

You feel relieved
when the urge to eat is met.
You feel relieved
When the urge to drink is met.
The same relief you get,
When the urge to purge out
And the urge to pee are met.

Releasing the urge is the pleasure.
24.03.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Benlomond

Hadst thou a genius on thy peak,
What tales, white-headed Ben,
Could'st thou of ancient ages speak,
That mock th' historian's pen!

Thy long duration makes our livea
Seem but so many hours;
And likens, to the bees' frail hives,
Our most stupendous towers.

Temples and towers thou seest begun,
New creeds, new conquerers sway;
And, like their shadows in the sun,
Hast seen them swept away.

Thy steadfast summit, heaven-allied
(Unlike life's little span),
Looks down a mentor on the pride
Of perishable man.

poem by Thomas Campbell
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The frost and fire at two ends

I see the snow cap on the far away mountain top
And I feel so sorry that how could you bear that much cold
But I am burning here in the desert from top to bottom.
And still I carry my innocent hope to be a mountain
But I know it's very hard for a broken soul to reach the peak.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Summer Breeze

The summer breeze now felt again,
the waiting has finally ended,
Time to relax, take a deep breath,
No more the days of stress and dread.

Feel the joy of passersby,
the merriment to feel too.
No homework nor quizzes,
stacked in there, nothinng left to do..

Now free again, are mind afloat,
for what plans lie ahead,
the fun awaiting everywhere,
the laughter left to apprehend.

The water is calling for us,
from the lakes to the seas,
the mountain now inviting us
a hike atop the peak.

Here again the summer air,
snickering as we pass,
Here again we stand afresh,
Summer's here at last..

SUMMER 2009! !
Yeah! !

poem by Nashy Lamen
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Urges of lust

Sexual urge meets with the coitus.
Carnal urge meets with the bites.
Bio-urge meets with the impregnation.
Psycho-sex urge meets with the child-care
And socio-sex urge meets with self welfare.
Lust is the force behind.
Lust is the source for all forces.
25.12.99