There is room in our ranks for the old and decrepit, as well as the young and vigorous.
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Dressing up as decrepit old ladies, and even decrepit young ladies, was one of our staples.
quote by Graham Chapman
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Alankar (Decor) -7
Angry Beings
Angry woman furious furious
Yelling yelling thunderous thunderous
Hitting her head vigorous vigorous
Slapping her face serious serious
Serious furious is angry man
Thunderous vigorous booing boos span
Serious vigorous his goblets plan
Thunderous serious late night elan
Angry woman furious furious
Yelling yelling thunderous thunderous
Hitting her head vigorous vigorous
Slapping her face serious serious
Hassling children dangerous hazardous
Battling home scene hazardous perilous
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Foxglove Force
Appearing in June, trumpeted lances
Rise like fine swords fencing for room, daylight
Shines on pink blooms strung around serried ranks
Of foxgloves, belying valiant fights
Wrought boldly in darkest earth for release
Before this, - but June is the month rightly
Assigned for hegerow lining of niches
Frilled with upright military show.
Thrusting displays now blossom away, trying
To reach for the sky. Why, without knowing,
Do foxgloves break ranks, disperse and then die?
In My Room
There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now it's dark and I'm alone
But I won't be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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In My Room
Theres a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now its dark and Im alone
But I wont be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Preservation or Wastage
Preserved decrepit, deserted
Ancient monuments,
Protected with barbed fence
Where only
Pigeons and thieves build
Their nests.
To educate
Young India
About its heritage?
Migrants,
With dreams
Of better prospects,
Live on pavements
Or make shift
Tenements,
Perish
Due to extremes of climate.
Miles of wasteland,
To commemorate
Those who are dead
And have long gone
And are forgotten,
While the living
treated with scorn,
Rue the day
They were born.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The young patriots now returning from war in Iraq and Afghanistan and other deployments worldwide are joining the ranks of veterans to whom America owes an immense debt of gratitude.
quote by Steve Buyer
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When I Was A Young Girl
Sebastian mure
When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room and down to my grave
Come mama come papa sit you beside me
Come mama come papa and pity my case
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and Im bound to die
Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Go send for the doctor to heal up my
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and hell is my home
I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin
I want three young ladies to take me along
I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses
To put on my body as I pass along
One morning one morning in may
One morning one morning in may
I spy this young lady all clad in white linnen
All clad in white linnen cold as a clay
When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the bar room
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room down to my grave
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Let Me Show You Mine....
a young doctor in a hospital
spent several minutes explaining
to the young aide taking care of
the dying old man, why there
could be no god....
when he finished, the young aide
looked up and said,
'let me show you mine! '
and with that he cleaned the
old man's ass, pulled the bedpan out,
and carried it from the room!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Men and woman hone their skills
The title to be won being little,
The contenders would be of low ranks.
The title to be won being handsome,
The contenders would be of high ranks.
Men and women are desperate to grow
So that their contenders will be worthy.
But for this, they could not have honed their skills.
30.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shelter From The Rain
When our hearts were young
We put our hands into the flames
Felt the heat from our emotions
We had fire in our veins
All those night wed spend
Alone in your room
Though my silent thoughts
I still remember
We would use the power of love
Free our souls in endless love
We would sacrifice
Our hopes and dreams
Because without love
Our world would surely die
When our hearts were young
We never thought that
Life would change
Now the seasons go on
Oh why do we shelter from the rain
And all those nights wed spend
Alone in your room
Through my silent thoughts
I still remember
When our hearts were young
We had fire in our veins
And each time we touched
Wed melt in the flames
When our hearts were young
We knew pleasure, we knew plain
But each time we kissed
Wed burn in the flames
Feel the fire in our veins
When our hearts were young ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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We Need It
We are not
What youve been waiting for
We are not
The things you need
We are not
Softly singing love songs
All we are
Here for is right
Room for one more
Here in this room
We play games
Room for one more
Here in this room
You can feel it all
We need it
To keep the shakes away
We need it
To help us breathe
We need it
For everything we feel
We need it
Like we need you
-repeat chorus-
We break down
Start up the smile I suppose
You learn quick
You learn nothing
One more girl
Just leaves us wanting more
This young love
Just leaves us cold
-repeat chorus-
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Blunders: #9
Tonight
We are snared
By the void.
And then
She’s foolish
For saying
“I look old,
And decrepit
And life has left me.â€
And I remained silent
As my viscera trembles,
My heart laughs.
She buried her face
Underneath the mattress
And I told her timidly
“Come on.
Let’s stay young,
Let’s dance.â€
And I swore
I heard her
Heart bawl.
It echoed through me
As the still night
Once again wanes
Let’s dance
Dance dance
Ourselves away.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Decrepit body
With graying hair
Tidy love!
haiku by Ashraful Musaddeq
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Just because I was almost 62, I did not feel decrepit and felt I wasn't finished being a soldier yet.
quote by Gerald Griffin
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Enrich Your Society
Respect for age; respect for ranks.
Respect for skills; give room for weakness.
Ignore for wealth; ignore for power.
Thus one can enrich one's society.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You could not receive a young man in your room; you might be permitted to have him to tea in one of the public reception rooms, but you could accept no invitation from young men to tea or other entertainment without a chaperone from the College.
quote by Dora Russell
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Slander
Slander has a sharper edge than a sword,
More venomous than venom in action,
More severe than cyclones in damage,
And penetrates through the impenetrable.
Victims of slander are often women,
Mostly mistresses of men in high ranks,
Maidens of all ranks and famous queens.
It sleeps with them in their graves to our delight.
28.02.2009
[Inspired by Shakespeare’s Cymbeline act III, iv]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A young schizophrenic named Klein
was touring, by steamer, the Rhine.
When he saw his reflection
in the powder room section
he remarked 'that young lady is mine.'
quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
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The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
quote by George Eliot
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