Deepavali
D EEPAVALI, a great Hindu Festival
E choes the triumph of good over evil
E nchants all—the array of lamps in illumination
P articipating in the festivities with jubilation
A t the dawn of day with Ganga bath and Prayers
V ying with one another the children with crackers
A ll grandly attired and joyous in their new dresses
L ively with their kith and kin exchanging sweets galore
I nterests one and all with happiness to the core.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Deepavali – The Festival Of Lights, 2011
Light the lamps and adorn your home;
The ‘Festival of Lights’ has come;
Make the sweetmeats and food dainty;
Dress in new clothes, looking pretty!
Share the joy with neighbours around;
Light the crackers, making great sound;
Throng the temples, heartily pray;
Good has won o’er evil today.
Let love of men and divine love,
Enrich your mind and heart, soul now;
Spread the light to dispel darkness;
Let life be filled with happiness!
‘HAPPY DEEPAVALI,2011 TO INDIANS GLOBALLY! ’
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Diwali
Today’s the `Festival of Lights’ all o’er;
A joyful day for minds and hearts and souls;
And people throng the Temples to offer,
Prayers, resolving to take better roles.
And most of them are richly clad and clean,
And eat such dainty foods and sweets with mirth;
Whilst noisy crackers burst, their lights are seen,
It seems to be a happy day on Earth!
But are there not hearts woe-filled, very sad?
Denied of laughter, smiles for days;
Today’s the triumph of Good over bad;
But what about the wastage in much ways?
True joy is when you see someone else smile!
True charity gives joy in Heav’nly style.
poem by John Celes
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Diwali, let us make it a celebration for have not's as well
Diwali whose original name is
Deepavali
Meaning row of lamps
Is the main festival of the
Indian Subcontinent
Its puranic reference is that
This day Rama goes back to his Kingdom
After 14 years of forest living
And thus marks the beginning
Of a just and fair ruling by a King
While many other festivals
Are celebrated collectively on a community basis
Diwali is celebrated personally
And by each family in its own traditional ways
As in other festivities
Sharing of sweets and other edibles
With neighbourhood and family friends
Is also there
But the celebration is totally personal
And you decide your extent of celebration
Buy new clothes
Buy new ornaments
Buy new utensils
Buy crackers
Buy sweets
Celebrate Diwali
There is of course a need
To think about those
For whom all the above are luxuries
And people celebrating Diwali
Provide for those
Who cannot afford a celebration of this sort
A visit to orphanage
A visit to old agers home
And a small gifts to inmates
Can go a long way
In giving a special meaning
To these celebrations
Let us do something
And make Diwali
A celebration for
Have not's as well
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Little Egypt
(words & music by leiber - stoller)
I went and bought myself a ticket and I sat down in the very first row
They pulled the curtain but then when they turned the spotlight way down low
Little egypt came out a-struttin wearin nothin but a button and a bow
Singing, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying
She had a ruby on her tummy and a diamond big as texas on her toe
She let her hair down and she did the hoochie-coochie real slow
When she did her special number on the zebra skin I thought shed stop the show
Singing, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying
She did her triple somersault and when she hit the ground
She winked at the audience and then she turned around
She had a picture of a cowboy tatooed on her spine
Said, phoenix, arizona 1949
Yeh, let me tell you people little egypt doesnt dance there anymore
Shes too busy mopping and a-takin care of shopping at the store
cos weve got seven kids and all day long they crawl around the floor
Singing ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A festival of lights
Festival of light to bring happiness and joy
Worries pushed in corner for everybody to enjoy
As if thousand suns shine in the night
Whole of area is completely flooded with light
Why lights all over and loud noise of crackers?
What enjoyment sport person gets as skaters?
What innocent children see in illumination in sky?
Complete enjoyment and all crackers to fly
The home is brought to a descent show
Small different light bulbs alternatively glow
As if catching with coming of new years
Loud bang and noisy nights do not trouble ears
Prayers are offered for prosperous year
All are braced with new vigor without fear
Time to help needy and wiping of tears
Smile on face even with lots of pain to bear
Greetings to all and grudges to none
Embracing tight and wishes to everyone
Long life wishes and addition of wealth
Equal concern for well being and health
“Dipawali” or festival of lights to remove the darkness
Candles at door to good bye evil and welcome happiness
Victory over bad forces and emergence of welfare state
Smile on all faces and no worry for bad luck or fate
Oh, God you give us power and strength
To move in direction with same wave length
Peace to my country and globally as well
I wish the same and inspire others to tell
You spread the message with divine light
Harmony and peace without use of mite
Let this day turn into glorious night
We may prove its worth by choosing right
Rich and poor or foe and friends
Everybody wish joy and happy end
Let the sun not set as usual
Night to remain memorable and real
Message to be spread loud and clear
We will stay close and near
Thousands of lamps may glow in night
May reflect and light with beautiful sight
One needs lion’s heart to wish a person
He finds excuses with some solid reasons
The festivals provide golden opportunity
There lies complete essence and beauty
What is most essential to ignite the love?
Forget the past and sincerely forgive
What may remain at the end of the day?
No hurdles or blocks on the barren way
It is coming at the right time and place
There is no discrimination between color and race
Everybody swing in action for full participation
Thanking all and expecting same in anticipation
* To wish a person is noble gesture
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The 2010 Port Fairy Music Festival
We are another year older and time is ticking on
And another Music Festival at Port Fairy has come and has gone
Great entertainment for young and for old and for those in their life's prime
And everyone there seemed to have a good time.
In the 2010 Port Fairy Festival some heavy showers of rain
And after an hour the sun shone out again
But this did not dampen the good fun and cheer
Of the Festival with such a great atmosphere.
In port Fairy close to the great City of Warrnambool
The weather it is mostly warm to cool
It is held on the Labor Day Weekend of the Fall
Where a good time is generally had by all.
It brings to people from far and near such great happiness
The 2010 Port Fairy Music Festival another great success
There's music in the festival arenas and music on the street
Where once a year lovers of music do meet.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Let in you be there a great self
On this Diwali day
Let crackers play
Let new dresses sway
Let sweets be shared
Let great wishes exchange
At the same time
From this day onwards
Let in you be there an awakening
Let in you be there an enlightenment
Let in you be there a bliss
Let in you be there a fire for progress
Let in you be there a kindness to all
Let in you be there a broader understanding
Let in you be there a feel for cohesive co-existence
Let in you be there a love for nature
Let in you be there a self-actualization
Let in you be there a balanced outlook
Let in you be there a fairness in all your dealings
Let in you be there a clarity for all your doubts
Let in you be there a touch of divine
Let in you be there a great self and
Let me wish you a happy Diwali
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Every Body Is So Engrossed In Merry Making
The festival of light
Depaawali has come
Everyone is having good fun
Sweets
And mouth watering
Dishes
Are filling their appetite
Crackers and fire work
Are making
Young and old happy
Who are not bothered?
About the pollution
They are causing
Every body is so engrossed
In merry making
They are even forgetting
The poor and hungry
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Festivity For The Demise Of A Demon!
The streets are crowded with festival customers,
Who hold their precious torn currency and the polymers,
No difference on these roads as rich and poor,
Every one of them walks side by side not in despair
To buy something to celebrate the festival of lights,
Each state has its own tale as a proof to celebrate,
Mostly the evil was destroyed by the good,
And the wish of an evil person is being fulfilled,
As a festival, having the oil bath and firecrackers,
Wearing the new clothes for the demise of a wicked,
The old and young, healthy and sick, men and women,
Children and adults group together as families,
To wake up before sun rise, to follow the same rituals,
Our ancestors have done on thousands of new moon,
Of the specific month, though we chased away the terror,
The demons are found everywhere on the streets,
Which haunt our souls and weak bodies with no fright,
We are happy in our hearts with what little we have,
As we are proud to be bonded with lights of love,
That light up our mind to witness suffering of others,
As we always share not only our love, but also the woe.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Diwali 2009
The 'Festival of Lights'
Has come again this year;
Let’s see the glorious sights
That cause revelry dear!
It marks the victory
of good over evil;
’Tis time to eat sweet food,
And have great deal of fun.
’Tis time to wear new clothes,
And burst crackers of kinds;
’Tis time to share our joy
With all, we see around!
‘Happy Diwali,2009! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-10-2009
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Yang is luck, Ying the end of it
ying is female
yang is male
moon is ying
sun is yang
coldness is ying
warmth is yang
the living is yang
wandering spirit ying
adam is yang
eve is ying
yang is luck
ying the end of it
ask china about it
ask adam about it
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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From the Banks of Ganga: I
Ganga,
What glaciers have
Melted in silence?
Ganga,
How many mighty glaciers
Now flow with a roar?
Ganga,
From the divine tresses
Through the sage’s ears
Carefully led for redemption
Trapped
Restive
ViolentFrom the mighty skies
Down the abode of gods
Humbled!
Ganga,
Amidst hills
Connecting the sky
And the earth
Ganga,
Scintillating
Sonorous
Desire too flowed
The desire to gather
Ganga to my bosom!
Ganga,
At the foot of the hills
I stand in supplication
At the divine feet
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Remain among
Along with the rest
Today is festival of lights
We shall celebrate it with joy and rights
Complete home will be illuminated
Well decorated with clean walls and pained
Whole of country is in jovial mood
Many in remote parts may be without food
Curse the crackers sound as cruel joke
Dream is visualized in thick smoke
Poverty is inherited with his blessings
Life is short of something and missing
Some are blessed with sun’s light
Some may be sleeping on sky’s dark delight
It has nothing to do with festival
They have definite message on their arrival
It is sincere wish to cross over to sunny side
From dark to bright even though the gulf will be wide
Millions of rupees may be spent just on big sounds
Sky may be lighted with sirens and star rounds
It will be filled with only smoke and gas all over
Poor may be watching it on ground without any cover
It has nothing to with somebody’s good fortune
They have everything an d delight it with favorable tune
Poor man’s belly will develop only cramps
H will sleep empty stomach much to the light of our lamps
If some of us can ignite little hope for future
Assure them of little hut as God’s creature
Some respect to assuage feeling and little care
He may surely be delighted with complete star
It may look ridiculous to advise or suggest
But it is long drawn battle and simple quest
If we can walk along with the rest
All the festivals and crackers may sound very best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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From The Banks Of Ganga II
Who lived atop
Those distant hills
Where flickered
A lamp or two
During the nights?
Come night
Ganga turns
Into an enchanting black beauty
Her hilly banks
And the sky:
One overwhelming
Sheet of darkness clinging to
The beautiful Ganga
Flowing in that stillness of night
Her skin shining in ripples of gold
Laughing in mirth
Singing a resonant melody
Along the flow
Ganga, the enchantress
Ganga, the mother
Ganga, the worshipful
Day or night
Little difference
To people who came to her
To pay their obeisance
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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From the Banks of Ganga: III
Who tends these trees
Thick and green on the hill slopes?
Who for do they bear leaf?
Who for do they feast?
Who created this waterfall
Of unseen origin trickling
From between the trees into the Ganga
Ganga mai
The eternal mother
Creator and destroyer
Ganga mai
Who sustains and devours
Ma, Ganga
I approach you
A child, hungry and forlorn
Longing to retreat into your womb
To be nurtured
And to be re-born!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Happy Pongal and Tamil New Year,2010
To staff, CRRIs and students
May festival of harvest bring
Wealth, prosperity as we sing,
And cleanliness of surroundings,
For Indians and other earthlings!
May festival of harvest bring
More piety, less worldliness,
Regard for animals in farm,
And all who give us happiness.
May festival of harvest bring
More joy to homes, our kith and kin,
As colorful ‘kolams’ adorn
The houses, showing Indianness!
May festival of harvest ring
The bells of labor and of toil,
As sweetened rice begins to boil,
O’erflowing in clay-pots to soil!
Wishing all Indians globally
‘A Happy Pongal,2010! ’
And Tamilians globally,
‘A Happy Tamil New Year,2010! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-1-2010
From, Dean, IRT PMC, Perundurai
poem by John Celes
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Rain Bath
Clouds was happly
Crying....
Smiley earth was
Take bath...!
If you are ready
At home put inside
Dresses...
To take rain bath
Rain bath
Reduse the body pain
And minor mentel
Dis order...
Some time given
Cold and running nose
With also free...
But don't miss
The rain bath
Enjoy the nature
Shaver...tap...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The kith and the kin.
Kith and kin are the wall
I keep drawing my image on.
Kith and kin are the army
I build to show them as my strength.
Kith and kin are the scale
With which I scale me against them.
Kith and kin are the yard
Where I weed off the useless ones.
As a part of kith and kin,
I serve them like that as well.
12.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The festival of colors, 'Holi' is on the anvil
The festival of colors
Holi is on the anvil
Welcome it
With dance and music
Singing and merry making
Apply colors
Which are dry and harmless?
Avoid deeds
Not liked by many
Eat mouth-watering sweets
Greet everybody
Enjoy the festival
With friends and family
Do not forget
The poor and needy
Help them enjoy
The festival equally
03-03-2012
282-17-03-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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4. Its Crackers
Twenty four gold Christmas crackers
Wrapped with a pretty red bow
Placed on the table for Christmas
To brighten things up don’t you know
All guests get seated together
With comments on such a fine spread
But should they pull crackers to start with
Or leave them till later instead
The children decide for the grown ups
Each one grabs a cracker and pull
Wide eyed they wait for the winners
But crackers were empty not full
Not one single comical riddle
A cheap plastic toy or crepe crown
All twenty four gold Christmas crackers
Left all of my guests with a frown
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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