Significance of One to Ten
O-ne is the great Almighty,
T-wo denotes the Man and Woman;
T-hree is for the Triad Trimurti, -
Brahma, Vishnu, and Siva,
The Gods for the three actions—
Creation, Maintenance, and Dissolution;
F=our indicates the directions—
East, West, North, and South;
F-ive are Life's elements,
Earth, Water, Ether, Air, and Fire;
S-ix is Half a Dozen, the insects' legs;
S-even symbolizes the Days of a Week;
E-ight represents the Deity Durga's Hands;
N-ine connotes the Navagrahas in Hindu religion;
T-en signalizes the Dasavatharam in Hindu philosophy—
The ten manifestations of Lord Vishnu!
Z-ero typifies just Nothing!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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127.Kumaragurupara Swamigal’s Sakalakalavalli Maalai-Stanza 1
Tamil Transliteration
Venthamaraik kandri ninpadhandh thaangaven vellaiyullath
Thandaa maraikkuth thagadhukoloa? Saka mezhumalith
Thunda nurangha ozhiththaan piththagavunn daakkum vannam
Kandaan suvaikoll karumbae sakala kalavalliyae!
Translation poem
The preserver empowered to protect the seven worlds
Who tasted the seven worlds-
Meditating absorbed in deep contemplation
Siva the destroyer entrusted with destruction
Becoming a handicap mentally
Only Brahma the creator of all
Discharging the duty enjoined!
Hey sugarcane! Hey Mother of arts science and education!
Is it that the white lotus alone eligible
to hold those graceful feet?
Isn’t my breezy aspiring heart pleasant ever
-not eligible to have that honour?
Message:
We should have the impression of Mother Saraswathi, Goddess of Education in our heart; if this is done then we will perform noble missions tirelessly.
Explanation:
In Hindu mythology Almighty is personified as males and females;
It is universal fact that a male is useless without a female behind- mother, sister, wife, friend – any form
In this stanza Siva and Vishnu are reported as non-performers whereas Brahma only is shown as doing His designated work perfectly
The hidden meaning of the above is as follows:
Siva’s consort is my Mother Parvathi, representing valor.
Vishnu’s wife is my Mother Lakshmi, representing Wealth.
Brahma’ wife is my Mother Saraswathi, representing education.
Kumaraguruparar says that those who have valor and wealth do not perform well whereas who are good in education are always the winners.
Vishnu: in His incarnation as Krishna ate earth(sand) and when His foster mother asked Him to open His mouth He opened His mouth showing the seven worlds.
Siva: Sundarar called Siva as “ piththan” (mad man) when Siva claimed that Sundarar was His slave.
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We are the Hindus...
Few thousand year old scripture says,
that the Lord Brahma is the creator,
The Lord Vishnu is the protector and
The Lord Siva is the destroyer.
The destroyer of our pride,
selfish nature and evil attitude.
He has three eyes and
Hindus worship these three Gods.
The doctrines and principles.
weave around our life,
we have ceremonies for entire life,
Naming ceremony, ear piercing ceremony,
attainment of puberty and wedding ceremony,
ceremony for the first pregnancy,
and numerous other ceremonies,
apart from the death ceremony.
We have duties for everyone,
parents, grand parents,
uncles, aunties and children,
and we have to fulfill our duties,
other wise we will become outcast.
We are peace loving people,
who believe in Karma, our deeds,
as we do not have anyone,
to wash away our bad karma,
and Our Gods practice,
the check and balance,
and the division of labor.
Though our brothers and sisters,
call themselves in other names,
we treat them all as one of us,
as we believe the children of
Hindu ancestors are always the Hindus.
We treat them with respect and
we request them to treat us,
with due respect and not to convert,
our poor brothers and sisters,
for a bag of rice and a promise of heaven.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Devi Annapoorani
Franchised the godly three
The providential toy-factory
Plays ever through myths
Conceited high about their bureaucracy
Creating, protecting, recycling by their spirit alone
Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva thrashing
Power Goddess withdrew in anger
Goddess Shakti broke Her propriety
And power off; Toys of creation on cessation
Dark without Durga, Lakshmi, Saraswathi
Strength, food, knowledge became the absentees
Functionless gods triad agnised Shakti's supremity
Surrendered, thence food for soul to the triad
As well for the whole providential production
Kasi Lordess perpetually offering
Praise, salute Annapoorani
Annapoorani on shakti-peetah at Varanasi
Her clement poise of mercy
Ladling food -an endless potful majesty
Of soul and stomach who ever be hungry
Conceive of Annapoorani to hurry
Her eloquent smile to wipe out any worry
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Saive Siddanta
Pathi, Pasu, Pasam.
God, Soul, World.
Each is a separate entity.
Each is eternal.
No beginning; no end.
God is Lord Siva.
Siva is Sat-Chit-Anand.
He is Sat: the Supreme.
He is Chit: the Intelligence.
He is Anand: the Bliss.
The basis for blessedness
of the Soul.
Siva is transcendent:
Existing apart.
Siva is immanent:
All pervading the universe.
Soul- locked in the Body,
Bonded in World,
To be liberated to God.
World- the matter.
Anavamala- the ego.
Karmamala-the duty bound.
Mayamala- the sensual interpretation
of World.
Soul is bound by World
by the cord of attachment.
Sever the cord
to reach God.
Is Saiva Sect
an off shoot of Veda
or one grafted to Veda?
1.05.2001, Pmdi
[Saive Siddanta is the philosophy of Saive, now a sect of Hindu Religion, believed to be existing during pre Vedic period. Now it is predominantly prevalent in South India]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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4. Blow me down
The North wind blew on Monday
As the East wind got the flu
The West wind blew on Tuesday
As the South wind never knew
The North East wind had Wednesday
As the South West wasn’t chuffed
The North West blew on Thursday
As the South East hardly puffed
The East and West blew Friday
As the others had a rest
The North and South blew Saturday
As the weekends were the best
The lot of them had Sunday
As the winds turned into storm
The whole of them had Monday off
As the week got back to norm
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Wind Of Prediction
As the trees play in the breeze
Do you wonder what it may mean.
Does the wind coming from a certain direction
Mean something we should heed.
North wind blows cold and dry
Originating from the elements of earth
Read as the wind of death, colour black
Time to abondon issues no longer needed
Heed the news from the North.
West wind blows moist and fertile
Elements of water, coloured blue
Soothing, sensitive and healing.
Touch the cleansing power of the West.
South wind blows hot and dry
Of element fire, colour red
Usethe initiative and passion
To boost the ideals
Haste to feel the southern breeze.
East wind blows from the orient light
Assaulting with cold dry feel
Symbol of air, coloured white
Trust new starts from the East.
North South East and West
Thus the world changes
From whence it blows
That is what it will show
Predictions blown around.
poem by Alison Smith
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The Reclining DeityI
Majestic
on the lap of Anantha, the snake
he lay
eyes closed in divine pleasure
gods on all sides
Kaveri at his feet
the majestic Vishnu
huge mamoth like
wearing a child like smile
the lord of the universe
the lord of many hearts
in the town of
Sreerangapatana
the city of Sreeranga
and the heads bowed
in reverence
in respect
in adoration
when in the evening
he was brought out
to survey the land that is his
the abode that is his
to music
to beating drums
to chanting of mantras
tears of joy and sorrow
of life and lifelessness
of oneness to him
overpowered them all
in utter silence they stood
and broke then into cries
hey! Vishnu! hey Vishnu
Doth he hear
doth he feign ignorance
no one doubted.
poem by Sreelekha Premjit
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Let us thank our Gods..
Buddha was a human and a Hindu,
And he worshiped the Hindu Gods,
Instead of worshiping Hindu Gods,
Why do people worship Buddha?
Jesus was a human and a Jew,
And he worshiped the Father,
Instead of following his religion,
Why do people worship Jesus?
These are the questions of logic,
We may provide the answers of magic,
If Religions were gate way to heaven,
Where our ancestors went in BCs?
I like the teaching of Jesus,
Who asks us to love our foes.
I like the teachings of Mohammad,
as he eliminated injustices.
We, the human, elevated ourselves,
From the hardship that Gods have created.
From naked human to today's technocrats,
We have evolved from ignorance.
Let us take the religion for guidance,
not to inflict hatred on another human.
Let us take the doctrines for consolations,
not to hurt another human with weapons.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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No Gratitude
Brahma is the creator,
Who has no temples.
Vishnu is the protector,
Who has many temples.
Siva is the annihilators,
Who has many temples.
The creator is forgotten;
Hindus forgot gratitude.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Miser
I had the money
To buy aplenty
And I did spend
On buying gold
For the temple deity.
Prayed, I diligently
Every morning of
Every day,
Even my night
Ended in prayers
To the almighty.
I spent lavishly
On incense,
To get the best
Fragrance ~
For my favourite
Gods – Rama, Krishna
And Sai Baba.
I made sure the
Purohits had
Enough booty
From my share of wealth
To perform
All the holy functions
Impeccably without
Any dearth of
Religious amenities
So that I and my family
Are blessed by the
Holy trinity of
Om Shivai Namaha,
Vishnu and Brahma.
And yet after spending
So much on so many
Candles, sweets, savouries
And garlands of flowers
In their beautiful bounty,
I understand not
Why people still call me
A Miser,
When I tell them that my money
Is for the good, noble cause of
Sanctity, upholding the
Sanctum sanctorum of the
Temple deity,
And not squandering
On giving alms to
Beggars and lepers
Who line the streets
Anticipating my pity.
I, a miser?
God Almighty
I gift you so much
Out of love, affection
And duty.
They misunderstand me,
Don’t they?
For they call me a miser
As I feed you instead of
The hungry souls staring
At me with hunger, poverty
And depravity…
But then, for me,
Religion comes first
So does the opulence
In religious duty.
Hence, I please you
Almighty, with all the
Frills and fills of
Sumptuous feasts and
Social elaborations of
Kali Pooja, Durga Pooja,
Ganesha Chaturthi, Dussehra
And Diwali, not to mention
My very own home worship
Of the goddess of wealth
And prosperity – Lakshmi Pooja
Yet, they say I’m a miser?
Can they not see how lavishly
I spend to please thee…
O God Almighty,
Are they blind?
Give them some vision
So that they can see some
Clarity in my charity that I do
To appease the purohits -
So that they take good care of you
And in turn, I’m taken care by you.
The lepers and the beggars,
May they suffer their Karma
Let them go bothering others
But not me – as I’m with thee.
In your esteemed comradeship,
I’m above and beyond them.
Let me not stoop below to uplift them
Lest I fall and slip on the very floor
They are on, and in the process,
Lose thee, O God Almighty.
Me, a miser?
Let them say
And call me such
Miserable names.
I, once and for all,
Will always…
Classify myself
As an ardent devotee.
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Only Breath
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the ocean or up
from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not
composed of elements at all. I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or in the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve or any
origin story. My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two
worlds as one and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.
Conversions dilute
The tribal god was made as Lord
Jagannath,
Dravidian Murugan was smeared as
Lord Venketesa,
Buddhists’ Buddha was declared as Lord
Ayyappa, the son of Hari and Haran.
Aryans employed conversion on other gods,
Who in turn brought their worshipers.
Thus, Vedic religion becomes the Hindu Religion.
Islam did conversion in replacing the Vedic gods.
Christianity did conversion through service.
Conversion of conversion dilutes conversion
10.01.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Festival Karthikai
Lamps at the door steps speak
'Behold, the Lord's born of sparklings
We're lit with enlightened spark
Sextet babes to sextet Pleidas-maids
Embraced to make one charming and unique
To dwell on hills and hillocks
Karthikeyan, He vanquishes the demons
Father Shiva whilst refuges the crescent
His love for Rohini spurning other twenty wives
Moon hurts Dhakshan himself cursed to get hurt
Waning-fear unto the Lord's feet surrenders
Rescued moon on Shiva's locks shimmers
Brahma and Vishnu then on a conflict
Who the great their fight much irksome
Unto the Lord's feet they resort
Huge unending fire-mast grows Shiva awesome
Declared winner, whoever finds Shiva's head and feet
Swan-Brahma, boar-Vishnu however on defeat mirksome
In conjunction moon and pleidas glittering
Whilst Shiva sets out for another venture
Demon of Tripura on trouble-making
Intolerable that Shiva to show His gesture
Just a swish, slash.. on ground lying
Crumbled Tripura and the demon.. Shiva's adventure'
Thus speak the lamps and speak on
'Aglow, ardent we're streetful
Of mud and brass and silver, functional combination
Awaiting a fire aghast baleful
Bale of palm temple-Lord to burn
Symbolised element is then fire truthful
Rice and jaggery and fruits then the oblation
Testimony, Moon and Krithika in the month Karthikai zestful'
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Festive Time
Hey Devotee!
It is festive time
For you,
To please yourself
And me.
Yet, I’m sorry to say
It doesn’t appease me.
You must be
Really enjoying
The cacophony
Of drums and beats
That scare away the birds
And animals on the streets.
May be, there are old people
Resting nearby in the very same
Streets through which your
Clamorous procession proceeds.
May be, a baby is in deep slumber.
May be, a child is having his exams.
May be, someone is reeling under
High fever. Needs some rest, if only
You could feel and see their stress
That keeps rising…the more your
Blaring mikes reach their crescendos.
What about the waters of my rivers
That swell up with tears…they know
At the end of the day, when the
Pooja culminates, the Pratima is
Immersed for Visarjan,
Their flora and fauna will take the brunt
Of all the plastic, the lead and mercuric
Colours, the numerous poly bags,
That float all over…
My waters blow up with carcasses
In the burning ghats, as if that wasn’t
Enough, now you do it all the year
Through…some Pooja or the other,
And my fish and crabs, turtles and frogs,
The shells and corals, the molluscs, you name it,
I have it in varied forms: my aquatic life
Pays the price for your water pollution.
Not to mention the noise pollution -
That comes with every Pooja celebration.
Why make a hue and cry, why publicise
Religion, why commercialise it, why not
Offer silent prayers to your temple deity?
I’m omniscient. I know it all…
Your desires and wishes.
I know you love me.
No need to overflow with so many emotions
That disturb the peace and tranquility
Of the environment.
Please preserve its sanctity.
Do not detonate it with all your commotion.
Religion should be heartfelt devotion.
Not a razzmatazz of pomp and show.
Remember me in your silent prayers,
Why upset the eco balance with your
Irreverent actions of religious fervour?
Worship me as Kali, Durga, Lakshmi.
I may be also your Saraswati. You also
See me as Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, Ganesha.
So many forms, myriad tales of my myths.
But leave out nature from the pain and agony
You inflict on its plants, birds and animals.
Don’t malign religion
With noise pollution
And water pollution.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Individuals
In the west we look to the east.
In the east we look to the west.
In the south we look to the north
and in the north we look to the south.
Wherever we are we look to the opposite
for the mystical sunshine
we see in others eyes.
That promise of plenty
everyone seems to have.
Each life is individual
to be lived the same way.
Each will have separate roads
along which to travel.
Each will find something
in what others have declined.
Each will find a path
to the heaven that they seek
as the individuals we are.
20 September 2010
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~ Paean ~
Pre Text: ~ Goddess Durga symbolizes the power of the Supreme Being that maintains moral order and justice in the universe. Durga stands for the unified symbol of all divine forces: ~ Strength, Morality, Protector &c.
In India women are given highest honor as embodiment of motherhood. Many Indian women instead of surname like to use Devi. Devi literally stands for goddess. [For info on Goddess Sri Sri Durga please Google]
Humble submission: ~ This poem is not word by word translation of hymns [Slokas] on Goddess Durga. I sincerely admit my incapability. Here I’ve blended with poetic elements. I’ve given transliteration of Sanskrit Slokas [hymns] in the beginning for interested readers. Hope you’ll find glimpse of Indian view to Motherhood. ~ niv
~ PAEAN ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
29 October 2010
Durga [Devi] Stuti [Paean]
‘Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Vishnu Maayethi Sabdita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha’ [1]
I bow again and again
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The dweller in all beings
In the name of
Maya [Delusion] of God Vishnu. [1]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Chetanetyaabhi Dheeyate
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [2]
I bend inexhaustibly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The habitant in all livings
As actualization n’ realization. [2].
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Buddhi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [3]
I offer aeonian obeisance
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
That blooms in all pscyche
In the form of cardinal intelligence. [3]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Nidraa Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [4]
I salute unflaggingly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The resident in all animates
In the form of salving sleep. [4]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Kshudhaa Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [5]
I genuflect perpetually
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The catalyst in all anabolism
In the form of appetency. [5]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Chaayaa Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [6]
I prostrate repeatedly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
That enlivens all lives
In the form of contemplation n’ meditation. [6]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Shakthi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [7]
I submit tirelessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The indweller in all livings
In the form of Arche Energy [Shakti]
The primordial originative power. [7]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Thrishnaa Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [8]
I consecrate incessantly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
That existent inhabitant
In the form of salubrious thirst. [8]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Kshaanthi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [9]
I offer accede endlessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who lives in all alive
In the clement form. [9]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Jaati Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [10]
I revere infinitely
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who populates in all existence
In the form of harmonizing race. [10]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Lajja Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [11]
I venerate unremittingly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who exists in all animation
In the form of meek n’ modesty. [11]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Shaanthi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [12]
I ruminate continuously
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who coheres all brio
In the form of spic peace [Shanti]. [12]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Shradha Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [13]
I esteem persistently
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who accelerates all inertic organisms
In the form of unshakable faith [Shraddha] [13]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Kaanthi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [14]
I abide by boundlessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who vibrates in vividness
In the form of éclat n’ brilliance [Kaanti]. [14]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Lakshmi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [15]
I fête boundlessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who becharms all creation
In the form of primo riches [15]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Vritti Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [16]
I ennoble immeasurably
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who flutters in all flora n’ fauna
In the form of gracile momentum. [16]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Smrithi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [17]
I resign incalculably
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who matures all microcosms
In the form of ace memory. [17]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Dayaa Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [18]
I surrender in ad infinitum
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who is dominant in all DNA
In the form of mercy n’ benignity [Dayaa]. [18]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Tushti Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [19]
I awe unaccountably
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who imbues in all beingness
In the form of satisfactoriness. [19]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Matru Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [20]
I employ relentlessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who wombs all cosmos
In the form of Mother. [20]
Yaa Devii Sarva Bhooteshu Braanthi Roopena Samsthita
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [21]
I everlastingly cede
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who conceives all biotics
In the form of illusion [Bhram]. [21]
Indriyaanaamadhistaatri Bhootaanaam Chaakileshu Yaa
Bhooteshu Satatam Tasyai Vyaaptidevyai Namo Namaha [22]
I dedicate boundlessly
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
The all pervading goddess
Who continuously controls the
Senses of all protoplasm and governs all elements. [22]
Chiti Roopena Yaa Kristnam Yetadhyaapya Sthithaa Jagat
Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha [23]
I devote eternally
O Goddess Mother Durga ~
Who pervades n’ canopies this world and
Controls in the form of percept n’ knowingness. [23]
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PAEAN ~ [Ancient Greece] a hymn of praise [especially sung in ancient Greece to invoke or thank a deity], a joyous song or hymn of praise, tribute &c
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Trave; l India Poem - First Sight of The Ganges At Vanarasi
the first sight of the ganges
i walk the ghats with names of gods
shiva, vishnu, brahma, hanuman,
sadhus put thick white powder on my forehead
three lines to denote the shiva sect
the lingams, oh the man told me
not to walk inside the sacred ring
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In Your Mind There Remains Unrest
If you can't see it in the East.
And it can't be seen in the North.
So you look about in the West,
To declare that the South is best.
But,
Yet in your mind there remains unrest.
If you can't see it in the East.
And it can't be seen in the North.
So you look about in the West,
To declare that the South is best.
You seek a model,
In the East.
One you can bottle,
From the North.
To establish a nest,
One picked from the West.
And,
In the South you'll have that house...
Successfully built by an architect.
You seek a model,
In the East.
One you can bottle,
From the North.
To establish a nest,
One picked from the West.
And,
In the South you'll have that house...
Successfully built by an architect.
If you can't see it in the East.
And it can't be seen in the North.
So you look about in the West,
To declare that the South is best.
But,
Yet in your mind there remains unrest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hindus are cowards.
The Hindu Goddess was drawn nude.
The painter still has Hindu fans.
Could he have fans from his religion
Had he drawn his messiah nude?
06.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Women are oppressed in the east, in the west, in the south, in the north. Women are oppressed inside, outside home, a woman is oppressed in religion, she is oppressed outside religion.
quote by Taslima Nasrin
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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