I stand alone away from you desanctified and disfigured
It was a brightly lit afternoon
I saw a four legged machine
Descending on me slowly
I could understand that
It was an airborne vehicle
And it was effectively
Controlled and guided
So nice to see all its four legs
Touched my surface
The same time, making
The landing smooth and gentle
White fine dusts rose
From each point of contact
And I had to cough a bit
In a slight discomfort
From a window of the vehicle
Rolled down a ladder
And there peeped an image
Perhaps, a human being
Finding way through the window
And slowly climbed down
Carefully stepping upon me
“That's one small step for (a) man,
One giant leap for mankind'
I heard a male voice
Yelling his safe arrival here on me
He moved slowly
Jumping each step
Making good use
Of my gentle gravity
Generating a white cloud
Of dust at each step he made
Another similar image also
Came down on me
And both spent about 3 hours
Collecting the powdery white soil
And rocks on my surface
They planted a flag on me
And also a plaque with
Images of a man and woman
As if I did not know
From where they landed
They came from that half lit
Crescent seen on the horizon
Which just reflects sunlight
As I do on it
I know men and women on earth
For centuries now as
Many poets, mostly of Indian origin
Held me high and they gave me
A roll in their storyline
I would be witnessing
Lovers in their intimate togetherness
Or I would be asked to convey
Sweet messages between them
Many heroes and heroines
Shared with me their pains
Of separation from their sweethearts
Indian Astrology gave me
A place in the horoscope tables
developed by them for individuals
And made predictions
Based on the cell I am standing
Old system of medicine
Gauged unsound mental conditions
With my phases
Assurances were given for a cure
As I cross a particular phase
And now I wonder
Why at all these visiting earth folks
Left on my surface depicting
Their images, as if
I have no familiarity with them
This moon landing a giant leap
Of mankind, though
Spoilt my image in the hearts
Of those who made stories
Around me
Lovers no longer look at me
I too feel I have no influence
On the mental performance
Of people on earth
Astrological predictions
Made, based on my positions
In the horoscopes proved otherwise
I have lost my status
Because of that one small step
Just like a reflecting mirror of sunlight
I stand alone away from you
Desanctified and disfigured
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Man's Curiosity Lands on Mars!
Of all the many galaxies,
The Maker chose just planet earth,
The third from sun in Milky Way,
For man to inhabit and thrive!
But man's curiosity didn't stop
By landing upon moon's surface!
One small step of Neil Armstrong meant
A giant leap for mankind's science!
Mars Rover Curiosity
Has touched down upon mars surface,
A feat of engineering skills -
A culmination of efforts!
But why search planets for new life?
Home earth has secrets much concealed;
Why waste money and time so far?
Cannot you develop life on earth?
Though curiosity of man
Is good for scientific research,
All know that earth is best for man,
And yet, they hunt for newer ground!
Kudos to scientists' great efforts!
Man's brain is doing things grandiose;
If only money's spent on earth,
All mankind can live happily!
Mere mankind's pow'rs can't move mountains!
The Omnipotent need to bless;
Man's achievements then bear witness
To Maker's awesome power and love!
Dedicated to all the scientists world-wide!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-8-12
poem by John Celes
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Neil Armstrong-The Astronaut
Wright brothers first started the race,
Then was launched the Sputnik in space.
Twelve years later in the year 1969,
Man set foot on the distant moon—so fine.
Astronaut Neil Armstrong in space craft
Apollo-11 with co-pilot Edwin E.Aldrin were aloft
In space, and victoriously landed on the moon,
Steering their lunar landing craft ‘Eagle', soon.
On the moon near the ‘Sea of Tranquility'
They printed their foot-steps for eternity.
The first person was Neil Armstrong,
To step on moon, and his words, us throng—
"That's one small step for(a) man—
One giant leap for mankind."
His simple sentence was a corrasion,
Above the Earth's national divisions and dissensions
For more than two hours was the moon-walk mirth,
Where the gravity is one sixth that of the Earth.
This Apollo—11 mission successfully made,
Capped a disarrayed and consequential decade.
Back home, Neil Armstrong was in his business,
And in his academia he found good success.
He was remarkable in his vocation,
And who with lot of proud served the nation.
We are now very heart-broken to hear,
That at eighty two he is no more here.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Yes, you.
If you have a voice
And you choose not to use it
Because it is convenient…
Because your image reflects
A check mark…
A stamp from the small souls
On the surface of your head...
Then please reexamine it
From the inside.
Do not try to further build an image
By visiting a country in the great continent…
The problem is right here, darlings…
As soon as you step on their ground
And play nice…
They can see right through you.
Because you are representing
The small souls that destroyed their mother land.
So stop building a nice image for yourself
Your shiny ego…
And start questioning the root of the pain.
poem by Erica Borges
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One Small Step
So many people
Need to go so many miles
How do we move them
To where the answer lies
Reach out to the ocean
Beyond the stars that shine
Weve got to take one small step in time
If we are the dreamers
Then the world must be the dream
Driven to question
All the things weve never seen
We search the horizon
Looking for a sign
Weve got to take one small step in time
One step beyond
All our hopes and our passion
There is the light of the universe flashin
All that it takes is one leap of faith
One small step, (one small step)
One small step in time
Deep in the darkness
(deep in the blackness)
Theres a wind that never dies
(theres a wind that never dies)
Out in the vastness
(out in the vastness)
Theres a road across the sky
(a road across the sky)
Out there is the reason
That we were meant to find
Weve got to take one small step in time
Weve got to take one small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
song performed by by Cher
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One Giant Step For Mankind
For mankind what was that one giant step?
Hopefully we’ll find records accurately kept.
Let us carefully check the pages of history.
The famous walk on the moon, could it be?
The laying down one’s life for you and me,
Now that’s the one giant step I find it to be.
On a quest, leaving his Father and his home,
Venturing to a different location on his own,
Having all one could desire, then to depart,
Most would say, well that’s not too smart.
From heavenly home to earth He did step,
At home to himself, He could have kept,
To all the loving ways of the Ancient teach,
The plateau of nirvana he wills us to reach.
No left; No right; straight and narrow walk,
Ever only truth speak, never any vain talk.
The evil forces of satan He did enslave,
Victorious over death, hell and the grave,
The only giant step settled in this mind,
The one my Savior made is the one I find!
poem by Joseph Blitch
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The Moon Remembers the Astronauts
Neil Armstrong arrived first,
Landing the lunar module of Apollo 11
At the Sea of Tranquility
On July 19,1969.
“That’s one small step for man,
One giant leap for mankind”,
He said,
And Edwin Aldrin stood next to him.
Later others came.
In all a dozen men walked on the moon
Perturbing her pristine lot with rhythmic dockings.
Conrad, Bean and Mitchell,
Scott, Irwin, Young and Duke were there,
Strolling in moon dust, before Schmitt and Cernan
From the crew of Apollo 17
Touched down in the Taurus-Littrow valley
On a December day of 1972.
But since then human foot did not step on the moon
And she stares at the frail blue sphere of her neighbor
With the abandoned hills of Hadley Apennines
And a quiet Ocean of Storms.
She orbits the Earth with desolate lunar craters;
A convivial loner, shining unfrequented,
Her arcane face keeps waxing and waning;
And although forlorn, reclusive and remote,
In her silent yellow solitude
The Moon remembers the astronauts.
poem by Paul Hartal
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This is one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind.
quote by Neil Armstrong
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That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.
quote by Neil Armstrong (20 July 1969)
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No Step
I looked out of my window, saw a stencil black,
No step. no step.
There were nervous mothers with children crying in the back.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step. no step.
Those afterburners cut in and kicked us high.
No step. no step.
The thin air shimmered, the sun cut through and burned my eye.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
Give me a jet stream schooner or a crew-legged goose.
No step. no step.
Im a clear-air jockey when they turn me loose
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket to the captains seat.
Will the shakes soon leave me, will I find my feet?
No step. no step.
No step. no step.
No step.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism." Behaving on a still higher moral level were the astronauts who went to the Moon, for their actions tend toward the survival of the entire race of mankind. The door they opened leads to the hope that H. sapiens will survive indefinitely long, even longer than this solid planet on which we stand tonight. As a direct result of what they did, it is now possible that the human race will never die. Many short-sighted fools think that going to the Moon was just a stunt. But the astronauts knew the meaning of what they were doing, as is shown by Neil Armstrong's first words in stepping down onto the soil of Luna: "One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."
quote by Robert Heinlein
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The Guitar
Who's that playing
Hey
The guitar?
Is it jim?
I don't know
Is it jim?
I don't know
In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion takes control
In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion takes control
Hey
Who's that playing
Hey
The guitar?
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone
Hush my darling, be still my darling
Hey
Hush my darling, be still my darling
Hey
Turn it up
The guitar
I can't hear
The guitar
In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion waves good-bye
In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion waves good-bye
Hey
Who's that playing
Hey
The guitar?
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
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The following are the lyrics to the even further outer planet mix. for outer planet mix lyrics, insert these into the original song where appropriate.
I'd like to take this opportunity to ask every person listening in, whoever and wherever they may be, to pause for a moment and to give thanks in his or her own way
All the people on this earth are truly one
All the people on this earth are truly one
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Tranquility base
That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind
All the people on this earth are truly one
All the people on this earth are truly one
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Peace and tranquility
Tranquility base
That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Help me reach my mother, sweet earth
I was a bright shining
Green leaf
Attached to the tall tree
Standing by the side of a busy road
I know no one would have noticed me
As each one has an important reason
For ignoring my presence
But, now I am a
Brown dry leaf
Lying on the pavement
And over me a number of people
Pass and again none took a note of me
Each moving vehicle, big or small
Flushes over me
A harsh wind
That keeps me airborne
For a short while and
I am getting displaced frequently
Making me feel
I am unwanted and I have no place
Of my own on this great earth
I was quite busy when I was attached to the tree
If you look at me
You can see prominent veins
Which kept supplying water to
Each cell of mine
And my cells in turn
Were very active
Producing carbohydrates
From the trapped carbon dioxide
Making use of the sunlight
With the help of the green chlorophyll
Compacted in them
Very importantly
Breathing out oxygen as a bye-product
For the benefit of human beings
I dance with the wind
However, mild or wild it may be
And never had I thought I am going to be
Separated from my tall tree
I came out of fresh branch
Tender, soft and silky
Nutrients flowed in me
And I reached my full growth
In a fortnight’s time
I was proud as I was almost
On the top
Receiving full sunlight
Cool breeze keeping me comfortable
I kept doing my job
And I thought I would continue this
Through my entire life time
After three months
Supply of nutrients dwindled
Water availability reduced
I started turning yellow
The twig holding me on to the branch weakened
And a strong wind made
The unkindest cut
And fell from the tree
Floating in air for sometime
And being carried away from my mother tree
I looked at her from a distance
I heard her yelling
“Sorry my child
Your time has come
And one day I too will fall
Do not worry
Mother earth will take care”
Since then I am in search
Of my new mother
All these days I am either on
A cement-slab paved pathway
On a tar-topped road
Where is my mother earth
With her sweet soil
That will silently devour my nutrients
For recycling them to
Standing vegetation
And help me have a
Peaceful, but beneficial death
Dear any one
Who knows and appreciates my plight
Help me reach
My mother, sweet earth
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The Day You Started To Walk
Baby, When you were eight months old,
you were thin and enterprising,
liked to know about everything,
that were kept at heights and locked,
you crawled for a month all around,
and picked up anything from the ground,
so we made our home 'baby safe'
you did like to crawl up the stairs,
first head in front and then turned,
tried to crawl back in the stairs,
so I taught you,
to climb up step by step,
when I checked you, you reached the top,
with much ease and valiant,
made noise from the top to carry you down.
Do you remember the day,
that you started to walk?
I still remember you standing up,
At first it was very tough for you,
to carry your own weight on your feet,
you cried a lot and I was sad,
but I had to let you go through,
the life's lesson and you are the one,
must learn your own lesson and,
no one can ever help you to do it for you.
you held the cupboard for support,
and started to take the steps,
you were crying a lot,
and the drops of tears fell,
on your beautiful cheeks,
I was there beside you,
to hold you, in case if you might fall,
watching you walking,
catching in the camera and memory,
slowly in two days,
you did not need support,
started to walk,
slowly and steadily,
with both hands wide open,
to keep yourselves balanced,
you started the journey,
to travel on this earth,
as a courageous independent human,
with that first step taken,
just in front of me.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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You are a woman
If your identity
is insecurity,
self image,
body image,
self hate, self blame,
repetitive dark thoughts
cluttering your mind;
not worthy,
not beautiful,
not thin enough, not tall enough,
not smart enough,
not dark enough, not white enough........
It's time to stop,
It's time to love and accept your self.
It's time to be gentle and kind to your self,
Take it easy
Take it slowly
One day at a time
One minute at a time.
Connect to the light,
connect to your inner strength.
Call upon the wisdom of your higher power
that made you as you are;
Beautiful in every way.
Feel empowered......
The strength will lift you high
on wings of optimism you will fly
You are a women.................
poem by Milica Franchi De Luri
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Three Hours After Midnight
I was lying awake trying to stop my mind from thought,
but I was losing the fight, my attention was caught.
Sleep was the last thing my mind had in store for me;
it intended to saturate my thoughts with creativity.
It mixed words and flowing colours in an extraordinary blend,
slowly, at speed, smooth, then textured, the mix had no end.
The flowing beauty made no sense; however, for a second it did,
but the speed of the images made everything appear short lived.
I couldn’t capture or freeze any image and retain it in my mind,
my memory couldn’t cope with the instantaneous designs.
The images became chaotic, as I tried to slow everything down.
I thought I’d succeeded, but it only slowed to turn things around.
I became hot and sweaty, and threw back the covers from my bed,
this mental turmoil was having an effect outside my head.
I had to get up to splash cold water over my eyes and face,
and then I just sat trying to stop my thoughts from taking place.
Eventually, feeling more relaxed I lay down and closed my eyes.
I was in a light blue sky, with soft white clouds passing slowly by.
Peace and calm had come to a turbulent and unpredictable mind,
my thoughts were pleasant and slower, at last, I’d found dream time.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Take the human race to new heights of sophistication
Nature blessed me with
Great many things
The one gift I rate quite high is
That
You came in my life as an offspring
You gave me
All those pleasures
Unknown to me
Prior to your arrival
Your each movement was a marvel
Your each stage of growth was a milestone
Your each progress was an ecstasy
The first clear word spelt out by you
Was no less cheering than
What all great musicians would have done
In a soothing harmony
Your first independent step
Made me feel that I landed on the moon
Your first declaration that
You felt hungry
Made me feel
That a most sensitive kid is getting groomed
On your first day in the school
I was rehearsing
To welcome a genius back home
Your first flawless recitation of a rhyme
Elated me to that high
That I was creating a great actor
When you first located the
Lost-for-long key bunch
I saw in you a world class detective
Each first of your progressive step
Made me more and more proud
And wonder more and more
You continue to remain a pride
And you will ever be my pride
Even your dismissal and disapproval of my
Age-experience-biased views
Leave me to wonder how
Smart you are proving
I get amazed at each step of yours
And you remain a pride
The one thing I would pray the almighty
Is that
Let the admiration at the progress
Of my genetic down stream
Remain ever till that time I depart
Giving way for
A better carved genetic order
To step in
And take the human race
To new heights of sophistication
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I know you
I know you, we've before.
But you don't know me.
You've spoken to me
Been impressed
Chosen me
But somehow
You will never, ever, know me
But I know you
I'm one of many
Always will be
You own me... If only
I'm a step on your ladder
To be used
Relied on to bear you
A step to be climbed
And left behind
I know you
You don't know me
I know you
We've met before
I know what you do
How you play
How you are.
I see how you dance on a cloud of your own
With your own halo
And ladders bellow
full of every step
that you never did know
Every step that you own.
But not me.
Because I know you
And you don't know me.
poem by Peggy Pollock
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Endangered Species: The moon
Dear Moon,
Old faithful friend
of lovers and romantics,
you are our nearest celestial body,
a main distance of 238,857 miles
from Earth,
with a lunar globe diameter
Of 3473 kilometers,
and nevertheless,
we can hide you by a finger
held at arm's length.
Dear Moon,
Only natural satellite of Earth,
You move in a slightly elliptical orbit
With a period of sidereal revolution
In 27 days,7 hours,43 minutes
And 11.5 seconds,
But I still have some concerns
Deep down in my heart.
An untold variety of lunar seas,
oceans, craters and mountains
cover your face,
and, along with the Sun,
You cause the tidal action, too.
And, o, dear Moon,
You are always opaque,
and you are only visible to us,
because the Sun and Earthlight
illuminate your surface.
But this is not a serious problem.
On the other hand,
well, dear Moon,
last night
I was somewhat anxious,
as the shadows were growing
on the ceiling of my room
into strange fairy tales.
So I went carefully to the window
and saw your enigmatic crescent
of your visible face.
And then
I uttered a sigh of relief:
You were still there!
Still my dear Moon,
I read that in time to come
You might be redesigned
And turned into something
entirely different from today.
Blueprints for Lunar settlements
are already in the works
on designers' tables
and in the future
cities built by astronauts
will gyrate and revolve restlessly
in aloof outer space.
And so sooner
than we would think, the night
could be illuminated by artificial light,
emanating from contrived satellites.
And then dear Moon, perhaps,
You will feel that you are
not needed anymore
and on a long white night
You might even decide
to leave us entirely alone,
relocating to another cosmic arena
and becoming less than an illusion
of coded image on the retina.
poem by Paul Hartal
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The Battle is on Earth, , ,
The Battle is on earth,
The Battle is on Earth,
I SEE the Living Man,
Ofcourse Mankind is Blessed from the Instinct of a Living Beauty,
On Earth,
Mankind came for Redemption,
Whilst a Blessed Man gave a Covenant unto God,
That the Beauty of the Image is from the Living Man and not the Dead,
I spit the Beauty of Unfeigned Verses,
Whilst other part of Mankind hate and I see no Change,
A Spiritual Creature called Man gave no Limits to have Knowledge,
Whilst Racism made Mankind Unjust,
Ruin the Earthly Kingdom in Lies and other Lies.
poem by Abdul Karim
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The Battle is on Earth,
The Battle is on earth,
The Battle is on Earth,
I SEE the Living Man,
Ofcourse Mankind is Blessed from the Instinct of a Living Beauty,
On Earth,
Mankind came for Redemption,
Whilst a Blessed Man gave a Covenant unto God,
That the Beauty of the Image is from the Living Man and not the Dead,
I spit the Beauty of Unfeigned Verses,
Whilst other part of Mankind hate and I see no Change,
A Spiritual Creature called Man gave no Limits to have Knowledge,
Whilst Racism made Mankind Unjust,
Ruin the Earthly Kingdom in Lies and other Lies.
poem by Abdul Karim
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