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Let us be different, not indifferent to realities

Let us be different, not indifferent to realities

Let us not take pride for what we are
We know for being what we are
A number of others contributed more
Than what we did for being what we are
So
Our wisdom does not permit us
To take pride in being what we are

Let us not beat our own drums
We understand people come to know us better
In our silence, as silence is
More expressive in communication
And let us not demonstrate
Our capabilities and powers
Only to show to what far we are competent
And what are our physical and mental strengths
And
We are not competing with any one
But we do compete with our own self
To scale higher levels of excellence

Let us not be violent in
Thoughts, words and deeds
We know demonstrating non-violence is easy
But we will keep striving
Not to nurse violent thoughts
So that we are not violent to the core

Let us be patient, patient, patient
We know nothing is going to harm us
Except our turning turbulent and impatient
We understand that it is all changing
Will soon change to our favour
Though we have realized that
There is nothing like ‘favourable’ or
‘Unfavourable’ situation

Let us remain clean
In our thoughts, words and deeds
Like a child we will talk what we think
And we will do what we speak

Let us remain a learner ever
Trying all the time to learn
And to unlearn so that we remain
Very clear about everything
Within and without

Let us keep our physique clean
Of dirt and diseases
Let us nurse healthy practices
And enjoy living to the last breathe

Let us stay fearless
As we are confident of facing anything
Good or otherwise
We believe we can negotiate adequately well
Situations requiring a thoughtful navigation
We are sure nothing can hurt us
As we have the tact of handling them safely

Let our deeds remain totally unselfish
Not that we negate our self
But we will not long for a selfish end
In all what we do
Collective interest and common good
Will decide our acts

We know which stimulate our sensual organs
Let that be what we see,
What we hear,
What we smell,
What we taste and
What we touch
We know how to enjoy them
Let us exercise caution against
Overindulgence and
We have the strength to reject a stimulant at our choice

Let us give up arrogance of ego
We will effectively resist its dominance
We will enjoy the utility of things and people
But we will not possess any
We will not cry over things going their way
And we will not mourn their departure

We know the vagaries of life and living
We have the acumen to foresee the emotional imbalances
Associated with birth, death, ageing, diseases and disorders
None of these come in our way
And hamper our progress towards self actualization

Let us not be madly bonded to any weakness
We know we can stay strong and in balance
Only if we can stop being attracted to things
We will not repel any thing at the same time
Though our mission is to be un-attracted

Let us have a balanced and weighed bonding
To our dear and near
Not that we do not care for them
We love them adequately
But we exercise control over love to them
So that they do not feel our caring a burden
And they remain independent

Let us have an emotional balance ever
The so called favouring or unfavouring situations
Do not influence this emotional balance
As we treasure this as our greatest possession

Let us be devoted to one particular divine understanding
And faith so that we reach some far
In our spiritual path and be ever guided
To take meaningful decisions while living

Let us select a clean and calm environment
As our habitat
Which is congenial to our inner search
And help us understand the
Power that energizes the universe
And nurtures its components

Let us not relish being in the mid of a crowd
Not that we stay alone
We will stay with people, any number, any kind
But we know that we only are our company
Crowd psychology will not penetrate us
Let us be guided by our righteous will

Let us ever dwell in search of the real self
We are totally devoted to know our self
We understand it is a waste of time
To make efforts to understand others
As such an effort leads us only to misunderstand

Let us be ever preparing to
Have the feel of ultimate truth
We know it is more a realization
Of the self and its relationship with the infinite

And thus, let us be different
And not indifferent to realities

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Prepare the world for the pleasure of being fair

Many a people do not live
They are just alive
It is not, believe, not a lie
But as true as the blue sky

Not that they can’t try
They are always lost in a cry
Over spilt milk and fry
Their enthusiasm in thoughts dry

Never take that this does mean
That they are weak and mean
They are as strong and clean
As each one in any clan

Make them understand and feel that

My things are mine
And they are like a mine
Unexplored and a lot remain
To be discovered and made fine

And that

My things are much more
Than what surface above the floor
Rigorous search brings them to the fore
As exercise only makes you sweat more

Teach them how to be assertive
Help them become sensitive
Quite sure, they grow positive
Productive and thus effective

The ultimate is to make everyone share
The things, they think, are rare
And only for them, and to prepare
The world enjoy the pleasure of being fair

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Discover your divine root

Discover your divine root

We make certain claims
Based on the fact we are sons of soil
But really speaking
We are on the earth through the soil
And not in fact from it
We have our root
Up there in heavens
And it is all divine
Our belief that we are from the soil
And our root is stuck there
Makes us put in efforts to
Accumulate, assess, account
Ascertain earthly things
We take pride with things we possess
We justify our move in that direction
As we consider these things add to comfort
And that these only form the scales
For others to decide the level of our success
But, instead of giving us the comfort we foresaw
They add to our worries, anxieties and what not
They even steal the peace we had earlier without their being there
They threaten our harmonious co-existence
With people and things around
We spend time and energy in keeping them under our hold
If your turn your interest on to the discovery
Of your divine root
You have a chance to stay balanced ever
Not that this effort towards discerning your divine root
Is going to hold you back from worldly things
You still be accumulating earthly things
They will flow into your life
You will also enjoy the comforts they offer
But, since you maintain a touch with divine
Your attachment to these will be loose
Your will not mind their presence or absence
And enjoy a well balanced mind set
With all your abilities to perform worldly acts in tact
Stay in touch with your divine root
And have a great living ever

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The invisible wisdom of God.........

Do we know the truth of heaven and our God's love?
Do we understand the knowledge of invisible wisdom of God?
We must understand that God's wisdom rests on the
foundation of spiritual practice of compassion and love
Learning spiritual power and prayers could make us
to realize the truth of heaven and God's love
We all born with God's love and care at the beginning
and the problem arises how to remain till our end
Our spiritual journey starts with understanding on God's trust
and continue with perception of God's precepts till the end
The spiritual perfection could be achieved not only by meditation
but also teaching others to reach the knowledge of wisdom
That is why God appointed wisdom as his goal for mankind
God loves his people and enjoy their knowledge in wisdom
and he feels proud of his rational creation on earth
Our choice is live with the wisdom to delight in God
or choose path of that leads to miserable life on earth.

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Fantastic friend

A good friend

For me
Friend is one
Whose intentions are transparent
And who behaves in a fashion
Not deviating dangerously
From my expectations

I have a friend
Matching well my above specifications
Who makes it clear to me
That he will never try to understand me

Any amount of my
Explaining him my stance
Has no meaning for him
He simply refuses to understand me
He will also not mince words while telling me
Please make no attempts
To make me understand
I am determined not to do that

This deportment of his
Is comfortable to me as
I enjoy accepting people as they are
With no great efforts made
To understand them
As it is my weighed belief that
I have not understood any thing so far

My great friend
Has also understood this
And demonstrates the confidence
That there will not be any time lost
In the fruitless unnecessary efforts of understanding

And so,
We, when stay together,
Enjoy the company of each other
And each second of our association
Is spent only to enjoy the presence of
A compatible companion to the other
With none posing to be leader of the situation
With none driving home a point
With no goals fixed
With no targets to be reached

Each second spent in his company is
Memorable and whenever I am left alone
I recall with pleasure
The painless pastime
I had with this great friend
On a previous occasion

Whenever he is with me
Each unit of time, say, second
Will stand before me
Ask me whether it can lapse
Leaving space for the
Next second

This great glamorous friend is
None other than my
Four year old grandson

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Antipoem 03

when you do not understand
that is the time you say you like it
when you tried to understand and still could not understand what you try to really understand
that is the time you say there is a mystery and we have to be prepared to
worship it, for something mysterious could be angels, could be God
understanding is understanding like a mother
she comes to you to reveal things
though slowly and you must be patient like a child
understanding is loving like a father and you must be like a son waiting for
the final advice

but you love more the things that you do not understand
things that mesmerize you and give you the sense of awe
which of course, is followed by the word, say it,

wonder. Wisdom does not begin here. Wisdom begins the moment
you begin to quit smoking.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Shall Regret

I shall regret for being straight forward
People call me, in fact, escapist and coward
I believe in my capacity to handle the situation
Otherwise it can definitely lead to unsolvable questions

I may be called even emotional fool
As I care too much for being helpful
I act like child to make them happy
Rush to the help and always stand ready

My personal life is in doldrums
I had happy moments and sweet dreams
But things didn’t turn up well to my expectation
Leading to break up with severance in relation

I spend restless nights with thoughts in mind as what to do?
How to handle it when they come up and are nearly true?
May be the situation not favor with my luck
Where ever I try but get bogged down or struck

I feel helpless and unsecured
No help is forthcoming or assured
I am man of hard resolve and dedication
So remain unperturbed without suffocation

I feel sometimes very weak from inside
The area of disagreement becomes very wide
Not all angles can be taken care off
Some where we have to start or stop

I am be impracticable in dealing
But it is aimed at to help for healing
Not money or material help is needed at that time
Few words of affection can create miracles sometimes

I may still be looked as undesirable
But I know my limit and feel capable
Can come out from blue and demonstrate will
But people may have to realize it still

I will not mind at all if they blame
The situation will still remain same
I may not change way of living and style
As I think it may certainly help me to walk for a mile

I shall frankly pray to almighty for causing pain
Knowingly or unknowing in their mind for my action
I think it may go off from their mind as time may pass
World may realize my endeavor in earnest with class

I am no philosopher but understand the normal values
People must get full attention or whatever has been due
In this troubled world who has the time to care for sentiments?
Life has taught them to be uncared for and pass adverse comments

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Am I

Try to stay calm
As you open the door
But you can't remember
What you came here for
The edge of the sun
You think, "If God is here,
Why should this pain be done?"
Try to stay calm
But you can't understand
Why a man is begging
And it's not your hand
Go and ask why
And they tell you pray
It's insane
You take a ride thru the magic of life
As all of your fears surround you
You're all alone from beginning to end
While separating the lies from the truth
Who am I? And why are we here?
Who am I? And what do we fear?
Who am I? To say I believe?
Who am I?
Thou shall not kill
But the animal's dead
Because he doesn't count
It's what the good book says
Think about that
And you thinking may change
When the souless creature
Makes you feel ashamed
How can men say
That they can't understand
That the words they read
Were written by a man
How can men claim
That "He" teaches thru pain
It's insane
You look around for the answers to life
You're told that you have to have faith
You get a book explaining 10,000 years
But there are 5 billion more that remain
Who am I? And why are we here?
Who am I? And what do we fear?
Who am I? To say I believe?
Who am I?
Solo
Be a good boy and we'll open the door
But you better have faith or you'll be no more
Try to stay calm but you can't understand
Why the good is not counted in a faithless man
Who am I? The question of man
Who am I? Could love be the plan?
Who am I? To say I can see
Who am I?
Who am I? Why are you here?
Who am I? What you you fear?
Who am I? To say what to do?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Who am I?
You've got to make us to see
Who am I?
To believe

song performed by by Zebra
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A birthday wish

Let me wish you, hi
On your birthday
With all you desire
And much higher

This wish brings to you
All good luck and fun
Which will, for sure
Make your living a peaceful run

Day and night are inseparable
Gain and loss are inseparable
These will not make you miserable
As to balance them you are capable

Let you dream to reach high
But stay soft to those low and dry
Your kindness makes their cry
Heard and done away with, try

Where you are, is not the matter
But, where you are heading is the pointer
To where you will reach and glitter
Know, understand and if need, the path you alter

But miss not enjoy the moment
You live and pass through at the present
As each second is designed for pleasant
Occurrence and for joy instant

Never feel you are alone
Never feel you are lost and gone
Lot many good things ahead are on
Waiting for you, since the day you are born

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Managing change

Managing change

Change is inevitable. But how well we manage changes. Often we find it difficult to cope with the change and waste our precious time in pondering over the pleasantries of the past.

We must understand, why at all a change occurred. Necessity, scarce
resources, new environment, updated facilities, etc. bring out changes.

We step in a changed environ without even a hint of the same. The best advice would be to ever be prepared for changes, favourable or otherwise. Let wisdom descend on us to appreciate and enjoy the ever changing colours of the people, places and others of this living space.

Managing change involves assessing the extent and nature of the change. It is essential to assess the gains and losses of a change, so that we get a balance. We need also to know the beneficiaries of a change and others, who may lose some privileges.

We should have the tact to monitor the impact of the change so that
unacceptable deviations are rectified then and there, by effectively
controlling the impact of the change.

We need also the courage to accept the change, even if the impact of a change is uncomfortable

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I'm Not Brave Or Known For Courage

I'm not brave or known for courage I am allergic to fear
Of the violent and aggressive I am happy to stay clear
And far too many violent people in the World of today
Who don't respect the rights of others that does seem quite sad to say.

The living life form that I fear most happens to be my fellow man
Of those known to be violent I avoid them if I can
Even on their best behaviour bullies they have darkness of the soul
And one must say they are quite dangerous when they are out of control.

I'm not brave or known for courage just your average ageing bloke
And I like being with laid back people those who like to tell a joke
These to me are feel good people they are nice to get to know
Acquaintances with their sort into friendships do grow.

One known for to be violent could never be my friend
I see their type as control freaks of that I won't pretend
I like the easy going sort power over others they don't need
Not hard to get along with and quite likeable indeed.

poem by Francis Duggan
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My Friend

My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear--a
care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee
from my negligence.

The 'I' in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and
therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.

I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I
do--for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my
deeds thy own hopes in action.

When thou sayest, 'The wind bloweth eastward,' I say, 'Aye it doth
blow eastward'; for I would not have thee know that my mind doth
not dwell upon the wind but upon the sea.

Thou canst not understand my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand. I would be at sea alone.

When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even
then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of
the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou
canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating
against the stars--and I fain would not have thee hear or see. I
would be with night alone.

When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell--even then
thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, 'My companion, my
comrade,' and I call back to thee, 'My comrade, my companion'--for
I would not have thee see my Hell. The flame would burn thy eyesight
and the smoke would crowd thy nostrils. And I love my Hell too
well to have thee visit it. I would be in Hell alone.

Thou lovest Truth and Beauty and Righteousness; and I for thy sake
say it is well and seemly to love these things. But in my heart
I laught at thy love. Yet I would not have thee see my laughter.
I would laugh alone.

My friend, thou art good and cautious and wise; nay, thou art
perfect--and I, too, speak with thee wisely and cautiously. And
yet I am mad. But I mask my madness. I would be mad alone.

My friend, thou art not my friend, but how shall I make thee
understand? My path is not thy path, yet together we walk, hand
in hand.

poem by Khalil Gibran
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I Got You

Right here
Something in the dark shot glasses, you know
Something that you can lean to
Something that you can ride to
Something that you can step to
You know
Sometimes real love can be
Not seen 'cause you're thinkin'
What's right in front of you
Can't be the one for you
Then one day you realize that
There are feelings that you can't hold back
And you're so caught up
Now that's all you think of
Crazy how
All that talk of us not able to last
Just because of mistakes we made in the past
But they fail to understand
Chorus:
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you
You got me
I got you
Things are often said to
Doubt what I feel for you
But words that people say
Won't take my love away
Although it hurts sometimes, it's alright
But why they say some things that ain't right
I never know but please understand that baby, it ain't nothing
All that talk of us not able to last
Just because of mistakes we made in the past
But they fail to understand
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, baby)
I got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, baby)
So that's all that people can do
Nevermind all the love, all that you
gotta do is simply love, trust, and just stay...
Together we'll get through whatever if we
Don't let speculations make situations up
We'll be alright
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, babe)
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing (feels so good inside)
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you)
You got me (yes, you got me, baby)
I got you (nothing come between us)
You got me (you got me)
I got you (through whatever)
You got me (you're all that I need)
I got you (oh, baby)
You got me (forever, baby)
I got you (I got you)
You got me (you got me)
I got you
You got me

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Why I prefer double standard

Why I prefer double standard?
Sometimes inner conscience revolt and bombard
Believes in what is told or heard,
Always remain protective and slightly feared

There lives wild animal tendency inside
Nurturing evils and many wrong things besides
Not allowing good things to surface,
Projecting bad things as good and hiding ugly face,

Curbing reaction successfully and offer smile,
Make it sure that others not catch it for a while,
It senses danger from a distance of mile,
Preparing self for face off meanwhile,

Try to look humble, simple and honest
Wait for the opportunity to be used as best
Make quick and bold move next,
With touching words without prepared text,

May be I am gifted with such a fine quality,
Using it for good and as best utility,
Is it need of an hour for diversity?
Or present the solidarity with show of unity?

Well, I may enjoy and remain cool,
Let others stay away and look fool,
I make the effort for easy sailing,
While others struggle and start failing

No one can judge my inner feeling,
Money, fame and honour simply coming
Never caught unaware as I act wise,
Get lion’s share and big piece of slice,

It helps to build image and reputation,
People come for advice and consultation,
I never displease them and invite wrath,
Offer the condolence and lay a wreath,

I may not be liking the act but to perform,
Words, deeds and action to transform,
Simplest way is to keep aloof and remain in form,
Like earth protecting sects including worm

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Things To Be Balanced

Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.

Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.

Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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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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Truth Of My Youth

There was a time and place
Where I never thought
I'd leave my own home town
But those days are finally
Dead and gone
It was never my intention
To stay there oh no
There was a conscious effort
Played by me
To disown anything I see
There was a girl I knew
Way back when
Who says she doesnt know me anymore
These are the lies
The things you never mention
These are my past mistakes
I'll stay away from
These are my thoughts
Written down on paper
Its my only savior
For not saying
What I want to say
These are the thoughts
That are on my mind
Moments that havnt yet been defined
And I dont know if you
Could ever understand
These are the things I cant say
When we're alone
There were countless hours
On the telephone
My ears were ringing
From the dial tone
There was flashing lights
People staring
There was nothing I could ever do
These are the lies
The things that you never metion
These are my past mistakes
I'll stay away from
This is the truth
The only time you'll hear it
I'll write it down
Because it seems so hard to say it
These are my thoughts
Written down on paper
Its my only savior
From not saying
What I want to say
These are the thoughts
That are on my mind
Moments that havnt yet been defined
And I dont know
If you could ever understand
These are the things I cant say
When we're alone

song performed by by New Found Glory
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I Have Learned

I’ve learnt to understand that….
A prohibitive degree of inner freedom –
Not a caprice but a strain.
Up to the end it will remain!

I’ve learnt to understand that….
The tales we dream up
We write out of our own head.
And…. we should cherish that!

I’ve learnt to break up the rules,
So that no one should be hurt.
Using my own tools,
I would like to avoid the dirt.

I’ve learnt to believe that….
There are no ideal relations.
They can be sometimes a brief,
Very often with a frustration.

I’ve learnt to feel that….
Striving for harmony I love disharmony.
Loving in everything the truth
The lies sometimes sooth.

I’ve learnt to be patient,
Though not everyone knows it.
It’s better to be absent
Than to throw a stone into a shit.

I've learnt not to be afraid of any competition,
There is only right or wrong choice,
There is only someone's ambition,
There is only strong or weak voice.

I've learnt to understand that....
Love can't be found where it doesn't live,
If love exists it can't be hidden.
A true love can't be forbidden.

I’ve learnt to understand that….
Love can't be found where it doesn't exist,
Love can't be hidden where it is.
A true love you can persist.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Understan me please

Please understand me.
You are one of the closest people to me in a way.
But for some reason you don't understand me.
It's almost as if you don't want to understand.
I'm just a target to shout at.
Just an idiot you don't really want to understand.
But I am your blood.

Why can't you at least try to understand?
It's not as if I enjoy attempting suicide all the time.
I don't care what you say it's not always my fualt.
The diagnosis I was given, you won't even take in to account.
I try to explain but you don't listen.
All you say is you know what you are doing.
Stop it you say, yeah becuase it's really that easy not.

I'm not getting any enjoyment out of this you know?
But I wish you wouldn't shout and curse.
You say you love me.
But how can you when you won't try to understand?
Please, please understand me

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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In My Secret Garden

In my secret garden...,
I shall present to you the things that I enjoy privately the most.

In my secret garden...,
I shall present to you the most horrible times of my life.

In my secret garden...,
I shall tell you who I love.

In my secret garden...,
I shall share with you the most happiest times I have ever known.

In my secret garden...,
I share both my political and personal opinions.

In my secret garden...,
The stories will not always rhyme or make sense at the time.

In my secret garden...,
Their will be ramblings that one will not be able to understand.

In my secret garden...,
Their will be questions unanswered.

In my secret garden...,
Grows a tree.
Only time will tell if it is truly meant be.
The flow destiny.
Riddled with flaws that cause a due pause.
A hesitation in a time of meditation.
Will it reveal a revelation?
With time as the contemplation.
I leave to you nothing but mere thoughts.
Straight from both my head and heart.
With patients as my virtue, I still might never have my true start.
A unfinished, undocumented, and incomplete works.
Even with the greatest dedication I still at times get stuck.
It is as much a mental block as rotten luck.
I've always said it comes waves.
And it does, I can't turn it on and off as I like.
It chooses when and where.
I write both in love and in despair.
Some times this leaves the dependability up in the air.
But it will not stop me from living as one lives.
To take in the moment, draw it on a canvas, and describe it as my own.
Most of the time I do this all alone.
For theirs something wrong with me.
I enjoy my silence.
I enjoy my seclusion.
I enjoy my indifference.
Wrong as it is, I think I've been hurt just too many times.
To go back and make the right friends to make a better ending.
My happily ever after has always been disaster.
And I credit no fault but to my own doing.
I will never live upon a such a lie or illusion.
I was a fool with a big heart.
And now I am a fool with no heart.
Nothing in between so it seems.
A redemption that will not be redeemed.
In many ways I have come clean.
Rid my soul of the guilt of a lot of dirty deeds.
In this I feel better no matter what is achieved.
Goals to high, and I just can never focus on one thing.
A master nothing but the emptiness I have created for myself.
Like a bed in which I have been forever in a slumber.
So many ask so much of me.
And it gets so complicated
It's like take number.
A overwhelming feeling.
I'm swamped and I'm making a little to nothing in headway.
With this my lord I pray you will take me to a different place.
One where I fit in to the common race.
An ugly uniqueness, in which I'm sure any compliments shouldn't be given.
Trying to make so many decisions.
Which ones matter the most?
Triage upon a battle field.
So many wounded soldiers.
Will I ever be able to bring them enough closure.
Just let tide take me back out to the ocean.
Float away into the unknown and uncharted waters.
Just maybe there it will be a little calmer.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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How To Feel Free

You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led

Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty

You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward

No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed

It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even

Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved

You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey

So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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