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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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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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Great Hopes

We come to life with no great aim,
But step by step, our souls flame.
We crawl before we learn to walk.
We babble before we learn to talk.
We walk and make our first step,
With a lot of pain and a little help.
We make it then and start to run,
With too much love and too much fun.
But we are still with no great aims,
For life is still a bunch of games.
Then we grow up and pain begins,
And start to know of our sins.
We think we choose what we shall be,
But soon we change and start to see,
That we are made what we should be.
When we see that and stick to it,
We might succeed and make a hit.
Then we begin to set some goals,
Which will enrich our empty souls.
Yes hope springs eternal in the heart,
And brings us close to a head-start.
If goals are great, noble and high,
They will see light and soar so high.
So hitch your wagon to a star,
For greatness is just a step afar.

21/4/2009

poem by Omar Jabak
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Baby Step Back

Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Thought

Life on the beach
My life out of reach
Going just one step further

Sipping on rum
With a good looking nun
What a dream that was.

Living like a frog
Like a hoppy dog
damn, that was fun.

Giving to the poor
And then giving some more
It made me feel humble.

Seeing the emaciated faces
That substinace soon erases
It made me cry.

Going just one step further
Being your fellow mans server
It made me high.

poem by John Shea
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Find My Way Back

I remember the last time we talked
How I listened but still did not hear
A fool thinks he's wise to it all
Even as love disappears
Now I'm down on my knees like a wounded man
I've made mistakes that I just can't ignore.
I'll follow my heart down this highway
And hope it leads back to your door.
(Chorus)
If you could read between the lines on my face
You'd see just what I'm goin' through.
And if you believe in me, each step I will try to replace
Till I Find My Way Back to you .
It's hard to admit when your lost
When pride seems to stand in your way
And the blues is your only companion, walking these streets in the rain.
Still I know in my soul I can get you back
Your memory won't leave me alone
Is your heart free? Or still here with me?
Feels like I'm so far from home.
(Chorus)
If you could read between the lines on my face
You'd see the regret showin' through
And if you believe in me
Each step I will try to retrace (...to find my way back..)
If you could feel the tears I cry in the night
Only silence when I call your name
And if it takes all my life
I'll Find My Way Back to you.........
(Bridge)
I'll Find My Way Back to you
I'll Find My Way Back...
I'll Find my Way back to you.
(Refrain)
And If you believe in me
Each step I will try to retrace...(to find my way back)...
If you could feel the tears I cry in the night
Only silence when I call your name
And if it takes all my life
Each step I will try to retrace
Till I Find My Way Back to you.

song performed by by 38 Special
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I Am Not Proud Of My Country

I love my Homeland Country and of it's scenic sights I sing
But I don't say I am proud to be Irish as proud has a patriotic ring
And those who feel proud of their Country often go that step too far
As pride leads to patriotism and patriotism leads to war.

I have never waved my Country's flag at parade or football game
And I am not Proud of my country though I love it just the same
For pride and love are different as different as can be
And pride that leads to patriotism has never appealed to me.

Some people on flag post in their front yard fly their Country's flag
And I am proud of my Country you hear them proudly brag
But others worthiness and cultures they never could embrace
And without saying so they are telling you that ours is a superior race.

I am proud of my Country you will never hear me say
Though many feel that pride and patriotism are good and quite okay
But how many young men have died in wars due to patriotic pride
Love brings people together whilst pride and patriotism divide.

I have never been a soldier or had honours to my name
And I am not Proud of my Country though I love it just the same
And those who feel proud of their Country can take that step too far
For pride leads to patriotism and patriotism can lead to war.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Step Into These Shoes

Step into these shoes feel this heart
Step into these shoes they might fit you
See through these eyes might be the same view
If Id lived through the same things as you
Id share the laughs, and cry the tears that you do
Chorus
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Look into m mind it might fit you
Act out this part is it so different to you
Even if we dont ever agree
The only difference is cosmetically
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart
Just feel my heart it beats with you
We float downstream in the same canoe
You might find the ocean faster than me
But Ill see it eventually
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Oh feel this heart please feel it
Step into these shoes and feel this heart oh feel
This heart please feel it
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight anymore
Feel this heart oh feel it
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight

song performed by by Howard Jones
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How Great

Like a mother mine was delighted she gave birth
It feels as great as we felt coming to live on earth
Great as we thought it was when joining school
Highly respectable as we perceived our graduation
with great love of money for love and infatuation
Much as we thought money made people great

Then the job made great impact on love perception
We were held higher by those thinking we were great
Our mind made us take a great pride in education
With little regards to the good great book we forgot
For great eloquence in language for communication
For great crowds of ladies and gentlemen we fought
The more lovers one has, the easier it was to feel great

How great was the lavish and satisfaction
How great the diversity and the depth we experienced
How great the comfort to feel the hardness and softness
How great on earth does it taste fornication?
How great when we fear not for our Godlessness
How great when we die is going to be our tribulation?

poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru
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Too Late

The time has come for harvesting.
Long overdue; we are too late.
The human race is flourishing
they have discovered how to hate.

Warlike and belligerent.
They’re not the docile race we knew
By some genetic accident.
The human race evolved into

a race of high intelligence.
Which has advanced technologies
We daren’t deny the evidence
which is presented to our eyes.

Therefore we must tread carefully
they will not fear us any more.
They’ll look on us suspiciously
Not simply worship and adore.

As they had been conditioned to
when first we landed on this star
They saw us as their guardians
come to protect them from afar.

The fools accepted us as gods
to whom they must make sacrifice.
Now time has evened up the odds
we can not hope to fool them twice.

We should just leave. It would be wise.
erase all traces we have been.
Except for racial memories
we have no way of wiping clean.

I am afraid I must confess
of what the human race might do.
The rate at which they can progress
there seems to be no limit to.

Should they suspect that we exist
They will not rest until they know
and with research they will persist.
They simply will not let it go.

Though once they were inferior
I think they are our equals now
and will become superior.
If the laws of fate allow.

Our race grows old and decadent
Perhaps its time to leave the stage.
It seems to me quite apparent
the human race will now engage.

In doing what we used to do
Exploiting every race they find
because they feel entitled to
again like us they will be blind.

To the potentiality
which younger races might possess
in pursuit of their destiny.
The speed at which they make progress.

We’ve had our season in the sun
the human race will have theirs too.
It has been so since time begun
the old must give way to the new.

2-Jul-07

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Little twinkle star

Had it been in my hands to decide?
I would have never attempted to hide
Made it known well before deciding factor
What all places are spared as good sectors?

Not a single place is left where I can stand and assert
Play the real life role character and declare it as concert
Tell about inability to explore and failure about performing
Remain within ambit unwillingly yet not deploring

At every step I have to take refuge under falsehood
Crate bitterness and show pretence in neighborhood
To wife, children and parent are always kept in dark
As I know it will invite great ignition with spark

Not that I am the only one confused animal
Many may experience same on their arrival
Some may hide and some may survive
Yet it is acceptable and made believe

There is double edge in everything
You can have no advantage if fail for something
Keep wooing for better result
Even if at the cost of dishonor and insult

Life is no doubt beautiful to live in
It is one of the best opportunities ever seen
If you can consider it as inseparable part
You should make little exception to part

Within limit some violations alright
For rights and livelihood offer the fight
Don’t give in where injustice is felt
But be away when some untruth is spelt

Do everything where conscious is clear
Stand fast and face it without any fear
No one has understood life so far
So we can be one among the whole of stars

We may twinkle for little of time
Go away and get lost sometime
Yet that crusade and thrust may always remain
Whether it is tolerated happily or with pain

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Step

The time has come to take this step.
I know it's real I will not fret.
I know your love is mine to get.
I'll prepare myself to get you back.
So you'll see I'm no slack.
In all the things you really want.
You need and cherish.
I'll never let these perrish.
Through leaps and bounds our love is found.
With each step we take we feel the pound.
Our hearts are beating with the sound.
Of the words of love with blessed token.
The bond we share cannot be broken.
Let's take this step in harmony.
Finding what we both can be.
All the things that set us free.
Let's take the first step, it's what we need.

poem by Michael McParland
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A way to feel proud

What makes one to feel great?
Is it glory or achievement of feat?
Does the money matter so much?
How happiness can play part as such?

There are many conclusions which can be drawn
People may feel jealous and their faces may remain frown
They may also wish you to go down
But alas! you may progress and still remain unknown

I feel elated and have reason to feel proud
Creative work always speaks so loud
I have accepted it as simple fact which serves as food
Something to think about and deliver the good

You feel burden when heavily taxed
Evening at home not pleasant when body is relaxed
Solution is in sight but problem looks waxed
Junior get promotion when senior are axed

There was no reason to feel panicky
I was not at all at their mercy
I could afford to remain all the time very busy
Life looked very interesting and easy

I found honorable place
Happy to feel with glow on face
I had so much craze for mad race,
In cards game I had all the three aces

It had made me somewhat arrogant
I used to remain very ignorant
I never considered it useful or important
I was trying for immediate result and very instant

I used to feel frustrated when faced with failure
I was very much assured and feeling secured
The set back was not expected or bound to take place
The hesitation on my part was not easy to replace

I had developed feeling coupled with anger and hate
Why to play so many tricks against fate?
What, if creative work is read little late?
Certainly it is not faked with artificial rate

I wondered and what would happen?
Why not competition is not kept wide and open?
Emerging poets may find their place with dues
Wide horizons is open with broader views

There may be many standing in queue,
Sad and helpless for the opening of new avenues
Sun may shine in their way bright luck,
Relentless march may not prove as sitting duck

You have every reason to feel satisfied
Your success is open and not mystified
Your efforts has made it simplified
It stands there as unique feat and must be glorified

Leave it alone and need not bother
It may show the ways to others
It is bound to happen and take place
You have every reason to rejoice

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice feeling