Be that what you want to be
You me and every one
Are always in the path of
Becoming that which we all want to be
A word of caution
We should be not that because someone is that
Still, if it is worth
We should be that with our special touch
And with our uniqueness
But we loose the tract
In the middle
Because of obstacles that surface
And we change the picture which we originally conceived
And we keep changing this too frequently
We are not any where near to what we originally wanted to be
Obstacles are many
Leave alone external hurdles
You may yourselve lack
Certain qualities that
Are required to shape you into what you want to be
May be your selfishness
May be your dishonesty
May be your inconsiderate approach
May be your disregard to others' concern
May be your diluted determination
And many others
Instead of thinking about what we want to be
Focus on what you can be
With your knowledge base
With your acquired skills
With your approach to life and people around
With your level of ability to please others
With your potential to win others through love
And other productive internal powers of yours
Weighed against your weaknesses
Arrive at what you can really be
And redefine it as what you want to be
Work towards that
Enthusiastically
Putting yourself under no pressure
And making your all out efforts with pleasure
Minding not others' views on it
Minding not your weaknesses
Minding not others' strength
Minding not slips in between
March ahead and become
What you want to be
Even after that
Be modest by not taking the total credit for yourself
As a lot others have contributed
In your becoming that
A lot others would have taught you valuable lessons
A lot others would have helped you
Visualise your grey areas
A lot others would have wished you
Well in your efforts
Enjoy living
At the same silently making the world understand that
You are that what you wanted to be
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Doing Of It
Putting those assumptions most have aside,
The only one who really has the right to live a life...
The way they would like and decided,
Would be the one making their own way...
Through a thicket of weeds,
No one else has made efforts to remove...
With a proving done of an end result.
Anyone who believes,
A voicing of their opinion to leave and influence...
With assumptions mention,
Need only to do one of two things.
Either take one step or two away from 'themselves'.
To agree that a decision made by one,
And no one else can be done with one's doing of it.
Again.
And there is evidence of this.
There is nothing like,
The minding of one's own business...
That validates with a certainty,
One's own wishes.
Without direction suggested or requested,
From another.
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Comprehending Is the Key
I had the funding.
I had the opportunity.
And I wanted with them to share.
'What happened? '
I gave back the funding.
I returned the opportunity.
And I told those who supported me,
I could find no one who cared.
'So what is it that you do now? '
Stay focused.
Move forward.
And make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.
'Aren't those the same people who say,
What is needed is commitment and unity...
In this community? '
I stay focused.
I've moved forward.
And I make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.
'I know you heard me.'
I stay focused.
I've moved forward.
And...
'I make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.'
I hear you.
Comprehending is the key,
To keeping one's peace of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Introduces Suspicion
Why is it,
People minding their own business...
Are today the ones suspect?
And they are the very same people,
Who wanted to give of themselves...
With interest and a self respect.
The very same people,
Others chose to disregard and reject.
And now those who once gave,
Of themselves to neglect...
Have decided to mind their own business.
And they have become the ones,
Focused upon...
As if their doings,
Will bring them too much attention.
And this introduces suspicion...
Since their peaceful existence,
Poses to others...
With innuendos whispered,
That those with peace of mind...
Should be considered by others as threats!
Even making a decision to mind one's business,
Gives others to feel there is a reason...
To have none of their own.
And the evidence of that is shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stalked Like A Shadow Passed
Am I stalked like a shadow,
Clinging and from me to pass.
With a scent that is followed,
Thick and carried to cast in the atmosphere?
I often wonder about this.
Can I walk quietly without being observed?
Or does my presence disturb,
Those claiming to be focused on their own affairs.
Is the minding of my own business,
Become part of their agenda and now 'theirs'.
Am I stalked like a shadow,
With a scent that is followed?
Is the minding of my own business,
Become someone else's affair?
I often wonder about this and its annoyance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Somebody Else's Business
Somebody's life...
He loves her
but he sometimes thinks she's crazy
laughing
the next minute mad
and saying
'I think you're wasting my time'
crying
then changing her mind
She's screaming and shouting
and everything's blinding
She's laughing out loud
and busy 'cause she's minding
somebody else's business
Somebody else's business
Somebody's life...
She suffers
from such violent mood swings
he says
They disagree
He loves her
and life is never boring
Some say
it's just being free
She's screaming and shouting
and everything's blinding
She's laughing out loud
and busy 'cause she's minding
somebody else's business
Somebody else's business
Somebody's life...
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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What we're going to do is redouble our efforts on financial regulatory reform, because that has in it sensible things like say on pay, so at least the shareholders are minding the store, sensible things like saying, for heaven's sakes, compensation should be focused on - on long term, so that you don't have rewards for short-term risk-taking.
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Goal
Detect, select..
To yourself
Specify adorable
Attainable ask..
Measure..realistic?
A mentor found
Stoop, plan
Bounds of time...?
Set to your reach
You're winged now
Perseverance, tolerance
Gulp confidence
Get set
On your march
Minding victory
victory alone
March on, on
Mindless of hurdles
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Fathers’ day
Fathers’ day
I was greeted by my children
I looked back as to
What I have done to them
Nothing much
Or more than what all fathers would have done
To their children
They greeted me saying
That I am a great dad and what not
To what extent I deserve this
As far I know
I have not demonstrated
Any unique signs of love
I have not, of course,
Disciplined them nor
I have given them specific
Instructions
I used to feel
Whether I have missed to tell them
The importance of being organized
Being ambitious
And being industrious
So that they can become
Something more different from
What others (of their age) are
I chose this approach
Because of my staunch belief
That lessons learnt of their own
Have more beneficial impacts
Than just sharing your experience
I would have guided them
Into pains taking paths
So that they have better gains
As per my estimate
They have grown on their own
And they were never tamed or trained
In a particular fashion
I feel I have given them enough freedom
To choose paths or faiths
After their experimenting
With different approaches
I believe that they have the strength and confidence
To decide the appropriate step
And to take care of themselves
Even in demanding situations
I examine myself as to
Whether my children
Felt they are important
And they are consulted
While taking vital decisions in the family
Sometime children used to say
“Dad, your letting us to our way
Helped us evolve and not just grow”
While this is a compliment from one side
I used to complaints as well
As my wife feels that I have not
Contributed enough to help children
Shape up their future
I still stick to my belief
That evolution is more important
Than just emerging
As the former has a better sustainability
And a stronger foundation
Than the latter
It has been my suggestion to my kids,
Not necessarily an advice
That they should do things
Which they enjoy doing
Though initially I did not enjoy
What they were doing
I saw a change in them
I started marking they started
Doing sensible things
That would have a say on their
Overall development and growth
A self-assessment of mine
As a father
Makes me feel that
I should have done more visible things
To demonstrate my love to them
And should have extended
Still a wider broad based
Emotional support
Though I can claim to have
Accepted and accommodated them
As they are
I did little demonstration to make them appreciate
That I am making efforts to understand them
I used to get appreciated by them
For my inputs, which, they say
Have triggered them to develop better insight
So that they can understand
Events, emotions and appearances
I thank them
For their sincere love and affection
For not forcing me to act in a manner
That would displease them
For their innocence and expressions/outbursts therefrom
I love them
I cry when they are pained
I am proud of them
And will be ever so
On this fathers’ day
I would launch upon
Efforts to make them
Feel my affection towards them
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Just Tell Me When You Are Ready
I know.
I know.
You have gone out of your way,
To disrespect my efforts.
With a discrediting of my abilities.
And 'still' you feel you have failed.
Come on!
Pull yourself together.
Would it help you at all,
If I revealed I've been aware of this...
From the very beginning.
And I was trained to keep my eye,
On people like you?
'You have? '
Yes, of course.
Now...
Here is what you do.
Do you see those obstacles over there?
'Yes! '
I have yet to approach them.
I will turn around and close my eyes.
And you put them on my path!
'You promise not to look? '
Oh,
I wont.
I operate on faith alone!
Go ahead.
I'll count to ten!
1-2-3...
'Could you go a bit slower? '
Sure...
No problem.
Just tell me when you are ready.
'Okay.
And don't peek.'
Believe me...
I wont!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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While Making A Living, Also Know How To Live
We were schooled
We were disciplined
We were taught
We were examined
We were trained
We were graduated
All these aim at and help us
Making a living
Once we started enjoying
The benefits of our efforts and skills
And the price of the products
Carved off by our labour
The desire for getting more
Grows strong and stronger each day
As we feel having more
Will help us make a better living
We continue to be path of
Making our lives better
Spending most of our times
In bettering the ways of our living
Most of us have gone that far
That we spend more time in
Making a living
With no time at all to really living
This is like
Spending time in adding facilities
To your bed room
Like air conditioning it,
Changing the matresses
Adding cushion
Colouring the walls
Facelifting the room with a range of others
But having no time to sleep
It is quite similar to cooking such items
Which we cannot eat ourselves
We should have a wisdom
Where we should stop making a living further
But start really living it
While making a living,
Also know how to live it
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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What could be your achievement
What could be your achiement
Your position
Your property
Your power
Your managing skills
Your wealth
Your happiness
Your health
Your fame and name
And so many other skills
None of the above
These all will vanish
And will go into oblivion
Once you depart
And you are on the path
Of disappearing
As each second, minute, hour, day
Is racing you nearer
To that ultimate end
All the above
Will go and you are
Likely to be lost
From the memory of
Your own near and dears,
Leave alone the world
All your materialistic acquisitions
Are likely to lead to family feuds
And there will be total discomfort
Among your own people
History is replete with such cases
You will, in fact, be cursed
For all the earnings you made
Be it by fair means or otherwise
We have seen small possessions of
Even great people
Created warring situations
When they came up for auctions
With regard to their realisations
Materialistic achievement is no
Achievement at all
Your achievement could be that
Which will make others remember you
For years, if not centuries, ahead
This achievement is possible
With your thought process
A process that will help others,
When they put your thought processes into action
Can enjoy a living
In total harmony with the nature and surrounding
In total love for all living things around
In total peace and happiness
In total control of everything happening around them
In total satisfaction of having lived
Your achievement is
That thought process
Which you leave behind expressed
Written or oral
In an aim to help
The future world live
In totally fearless and free society
With no hatred or threat
With no doubts regarding their future
Your achievement is
Your positive, productive and futuristic
Thought process
And make all efforts
To earn this great treasure
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Pleasure Is The Bait
Excitement gives pleasure;
Exploration gives pleasure;
Sexual love gives pleasure.
Pleasures are momentary.
Pleasure can peak the happiness
Or cause the valley of sorrow.
Pleasure is the bait one's after
Not minding the after-effects.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If The Surface For Them Did Not Exist
If the surface didn't exist,
Many wouldn't have a thought to cling to.
Many wouldn't know,
Which gossip heard was true.
If the surface for them did not exist.
If the surface didn't exist,
The many dependent on having lives not their own...
Would be lost without being told what to do.
Many absolutely would not have a clue...
How to find their way around,
Without following in someone's footsteps.
If the surface they sniffed did not exist.
And if the surface for them did not exist...
They would not be able to sit alone,
Doing something completely on their own...
And appreciating life,
With the minding of their own business.
If...
The surface for many did not exist,
It would be taumatic for them to seek a thought process.
Many would not know where or how to begin.
So many are accustomed to living lives that are shallow.
With an ability only to identify with that...
Which is supplied and arrives to them surfacely.
Even a dog sniffing tries to find a place to bury a bone.
And doing that alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Orange Colored Sky
Nat king cole
I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-colored sky
Flash! bam! alakazam!
Wonderful you came by
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-colored view
Wham! bam! alakazam!
I got a look at you
One look and I yelled timber
Watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
Ive been hit, this is it, this is it!
I was walking along minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye
Flash! bam! alakazam!
Out of an orange-colored sky.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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On Loving Love
i ponder by the side of my door
here i am
loving you
not thinking about tomorrow
not minding the past
or even today
you come near me
taking all my breath
here i am loving you
loving love and not anything else
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Good Deeds
i will be passing from this world
in a little stopover
this place of mess and Mesmer
for me to get a pass to another world
perfect as they say
sorrow less and infinite
i know what i have to offer
good deeds, and everything from love,
and the faith that must never fade
i am waiting for the next door to open for me
look at me in my silent selfishness
oh, this excitement that i cannot speak
and share
with you
not minding about the series of the pains anymore
setting aside patches of pleasures
thinking about the next train
the final destination
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We are mimes tonight
We are mimes tonight
Not minding if we burn alive
Clothes are useless
Enemies of our thoughts
This blanket is a good friend though
But could betray us well if it could
Our chests collide with vigor
Heart beats dangerously
Our bodies are borders
And we are both free
Skin to skin
Hair against hair
Breath crashes breath
We are mimes I say
Erupting with emotions
Explosions in our sky
We are mimes tonight
Not minding if we burn alive.
poem by Jeffrey Regullano
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Cloudburst
Wake up! there's a new day dawning
think I'll take a little walk for a while
I need shades 'cos the sun is blinding
And I can see for miles and miles
Yeah I can feel the earth beneath me
And I lie down we are as one
And they look but they cannot find me
I'm off heading for the sun
Is taking me over
I feel a chill in the air
There's a change in the weather
Here it comes again
Now I can feel the rain
The wind that brings on the change
Is taking me over
The wind that brings on the rain
Is making me older
Downtown the moon is shining
I'm gonna dress it up in style
My business everybody's minding
Oh I need to get away for a while
I'm getting colder
I feel a chill in the air
There's a change in the weather
Here it comes again
Now I can feel the rain
Oh Yeah
The wind that brings on the change
Is taking me over
The wind that brings on the rain
Is making me older
song performed by by Oasis
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Orange Colored Sky
I was walking along minding my business, when out of an orange colored sky
Flash, bam, alakazam, wonderful you came by, I was humming a tune,
Drinking in sunshine, when out of that orange colored view
Wham, bam, alakazam, I got a look at you
One look and I yelled timber, watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out, I went into a spin
And I started to shout, Ive been hit, this is it, this is it
I was walking along minding my business, when love came and hit me in the eye
Flash, bam, alakazam, out of an orange colored sky
Musical interlude
Well, one look and I yelled timber, watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out, I went into a spin
And I started to shout Ive been hit, this is it, this is it
I was walking along, minding my business, when love came and hit me in the eye
Flash, bam, alakazam, out of an orange, colored, purple stripes
Pretty green polka dot sky, flash, bam, alakazam, went the sky
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Reality of life...
All those minding the attitude of multitude,
Aren't dragged into the den of solitude,
All those who are at the den of solitude,
Aren't minding the attitude of multitude,
All those who learn to read the mind of people,
Aren't energized to be useful,
All those who are energized to be useful,
Aren't reading the mind of the people,
All those who succeed are not intelligent,
All those who are intelligent are not successful,
All flowers that bloomed will not become seeds,
All those seeds not produce flowers indeed,
All those who succeed in life are not intelligent,
All those who are intelligent are not successful, .
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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