My early and invincible love of reading I would not exchange for all the riches of India.
quote by Edward Gibbon
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If the riches of the Indies, or the crowns of all the kingdom of Europe, were laid at my feet in exchange for my love of reading, I would spurn them all.
quote by François Fénelon
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India
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a pauper bereft of spiritual vision
Looking for a guru such a decision
India, India, India
Clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a conscious consumer
but there's nothing to consume
Lotus flowers are still in bloom in
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
India, India
India, India
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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I Love My India
La la……la la… lalallala……..
Lala……lala……lallalalaa…
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my teachers,
I love my friends,
But most of all,
I love my brother.
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my books
I love my plays
But most of all,
I love my cycle
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my country
I love my brothers
I love my sisters
But most of all,
I love my family
I love my Papa,
I love my Mama,
But most of all,
I love My India
I love my India aaaa
Aaaa ho ho ho
Thank you
poem by I.p. Gopikrishnan Pisharody
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What's Being Invincible?
What's being invincible?
No one knowing you're there,
What's being invincible?
No one knowing you're feelings inside,
What's being invincible?
No one caring for you,
What's being invincible?
No one understanding how you're feeling,
What's being invincible?
Tell me please I need to know.
poem by Charlie Bones
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India What Will You Teach This World?
India a continent old trade vast
India rich in philosophy religions
India steeped in ancient traditions
India a wealth of diverse cultures
India wisdom weeps crosses centuries
India you are supposed to be proud
India you are supposed to share
India your heritage with lost world
India you are supposed to share
Wisdom a covet west has forsaken
poem by Terence George Craddock
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India Independence Day
India is a nation
Pride and bright
Its not people or misdeed
India is extraterrestrial music
Music of India is for globe wide
From far and wide corner of the world
India is a reality of significance of life.
I am proud to be Indian
Serve my country to strengthen
Ties with globe far and wide
To the height of sky blue
I Love my India
Motherland of beauty -India
Visit once life time
Feel the love of Indians
Charming guys and pretty ladies
Scrolling down the valley
Life of freedom to it imagination
Imagination of love and joy
Experience of India is unforgettable
Minute round words of magical glow
I love your India chanting by you
Oh...Yes … I love my India - Jai Hind
copyright: 15th August 2010
Written by Ezna Stephna
Fiji
To mark - 15th August Independence Day
poem by Ezna Stephna
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He who wants to bring home the riches of India, he must have them within himself.
The person seeking India's riches must have them within himself.
I am poor and naked, but I am the chief of the nation. We do not want riches but we do want to train our children right. Riches would do us no good. We could not take them with us to the other world. We do not want riches. We want peace and love.
The Dearest Daughter Of Mother India
The dearest daughter of Mother India
You are the queen of inimitable stature
None can describe your real feature
You led a holy fight
Against the British might
You are known for your incomparable valour
And have reached heavenly parlour
The noblest daughter of mother India
A horror and terror to the wicked East India
You rode on a white horse
None could stop your force
you were the divine source
your sword was resplendent ofcourse
You are invincible in warfare
For your life you did never care
The woman of Golden will
And have stood on the Renown hill
You are a true Indian woman
A pious daughter and a chaste wife
And sacrificed your life
To remove the people’s strife
You are a perennial source of inspiration
Mother India embrace your patriotic vision
I always remember your divine name
And fix your photo in my heart with a golden frame
poem by Venkata Lakshmi Narasimharao
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Novel cause
India has tasted defeat
And got early exit
From the World Cup Cricket.
Who is the cause- a heated discussion?
‘Players, the captain, the coach,
The selectors, the club’s president
The minister for sport, ’ critics said.
One said it is Indhira Gandhi,
Who had died long ago
As it was she who made Bangladesh,
At whose team India had lost.
23.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love....
they tell me
love does not disappear
but i do not believe them anymore
because one day
love disappears but i agree with them
those who say that
with firmness
we do not tell its disappearance
we want to keep the home in exchange for
the lie that now you know they have always
maintained
in exchange for love that
goes away
we keep the structure and we tell those
that ask us
like the way you ask once
love is in the air
love is not jealous
love is patient
and the last statement that love is blind
now assumes a new sight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stifle not the reader
Reading is an art,
reading is a tool.
Those who think it dumb,
must be such a fool.
Reading is enjoyment,
reading is a blast.
Reading is a separate entity
from the future and the past.
Reading is done in present,
though written in a tense.
Reading is about life,
in surprise or suspense.
Reading is a place of joy,
full of hope and song,
Reading is a place I feel
that I truly do belong.
A trapdoor to a fantasy,
A world thought lost to us,
Reading is a place of wonder,
a place that we can trust.
Why read about reality,
when I can delve into magic.
Why stifle my own happiness,
with scenarios so tragic.
Stifle not the reader,
for it is their choice alone.
Reading is an outlet,
for hearts that turned to stone.
I love you more.
I love you more than Winter snow
I love you more than early Spring
I love you more than Summer's glow
I love you more than anything
I love you more than Autumn leaves
I love you more than Birds on high
I love you more than Christmas carols
I love you more than Years gone by
I love you more than the Bluest sky
I love you more than falling Rain
I love you more with every Day
I love you more than I can Say
I love you more than Josh's looks
I love you more than reading Books
I love you more than 'Seve's swing'
I love you more than anything
18th July 2009
poem by Peter K Mullins
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But really, it was reading that led me to writing. And in particular, reading the American classics like Twain who taught me at an early age that ordinary lives of ordinary people can be made into high art.
quote by Russell Banks
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What Love Is
Boys tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is
Love is when you go to the furthest extent there is for the one who is yours
Love is when you tell your spouse you love them with all your might everyday
Love is when you sacrifice yourself for anything he/she wants
Girls tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is
Love is when you make mistakes but apologize over and over again until you get the words 'I'm sorry' engraved in their head
Love is when you are not afraid to wear the sweater that they made for you out in public
Love is when sacrifice your own time for them
Boys and girls tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is
Love is when you know you are loved even before they tell you they love you
Love is when you know every single detail about them
Love is when you know they'll sacrifice their time and themselves even when times are rough and you don't know what to do
poem by Kamilla Davila
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Rubber Ball
I'm a rubber ball
(Victims of success
We all are...)
Blackbird sittin' at the kitchen door
Don't give him bread he'll come back for more
Point to the bush where the berry grow
Rub your belly and touch your toes
We are strong
We're invincible
We are driven snow in the face of all
We are strong
We're invincible
We're a rubber ball
Blackbird shackled in a golden cage
Mother nature she shake with rage
Well he was born with his
And I was born with mine
And there is still a dividing line
Says we are strong
We're invincible
And we are driven snow
In the face of all
We are strong
We're invincible
And we're a rubber ball
Who says we are strong
And we're invincible
And we are driven snow...?
song performed by by Underworld
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I love comics. All I've been doing is reading every day, sitting in the house. Because I've not been feeling too good, so I've been reading and reading.
quote by Jason Mewes
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Rubber Ball (Space Kitchen)
Im a rubber ball
(victims of success
We all are...)
Blackbird sittin at the kitchen door
Dont give him bread hell come back for more
Point to the bush where the berry grow
Rub your belly and touch your toes
We are strong
Were invincible
We are driven snow in the face of all
We are strong
Were invincible
Were a rubber ball
Blackbird shackled in a golden cage
Mother nature she shake with rage
Well he was born with his
And I was born with mine
And there is still a dividing line
Says we are strong
Were invincible
And we are driven snow
In the face of all
We are strong
Were invincible
And were a rubber ball
Who says we are strong
And were invincible
And we are driven snow...?
song performed by by Underworld
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I tell writers to keep reading, reading, reading. Read widely and deeply. And I tell them not to give up even after getting rejection letters. And only write what you love.
quote by Anita Diament
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