To dear KASTHURI -My Kasthuri- Poem-5
KASTHURI
POEM-5
Kasthuri!
Where have gone?
How can I live
Without you
Kasthuri?
Even a day
Seems an age
When I can't
Be beside you
Kasthuri!
Each moment
With you
Was with
Peace pregnant
Kasthuri!
Now a storm
In my heart
Rages roaring
Kasthuri!
I'm caught in it
With no hope
Of redeeming myself
Kasthuri!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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To dear KASTHURI-Patient wait-Poem-7
KASTHURI
POEM-7
Patient Wait
Oh! Soft Breeze!
Hearts you win
And get in
All places!
Won't you blow
And whisper low
Kasthuri's whereabouts?
Oh! Sweet Music!
You who thrill
Even hearts that are still
Like stone!
Won't you ring
And from her bring
News of her being?
Oh! Golden Sun!
You from the sky
Far do spy
All things!
Won't you find
And try to bind
My chum with me?
Oh! Silvery Moon!
You who shine
O'er the earth, so fine
From the sky, so high!
Won't you lurch
By your search
Of my dear Kasthuri?
Oh! Mighty Ocean!
You who roll
All day whole
Endlessly!
Won't you give an inkling
Of where my darling
Friend, Kasthuri, is?
Oh! Floating Clouds!
You who trail
The skies and sail
To distant lands!
Won't you help
In my yelp
To trace my dear friend?
Oh! Starry Heavens!
You who envelop
All lives that develop
And decay!
Won't you send
My beloved friend
Back to me?
"Oh! Thou mortal!
Lament not thee,
For she's now free
From the shackles
Of this Earth;
And there's no dearth
For her happiness above!
Oh! Thou human!
Thee who cry
Have too to fly
When comes thy turn! "
So I hear Ye speak
To this freak
And so patiently wait, to meet!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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To dear KASTHURI-Oh! Almighty-Poem-3
To my friend
KASTHURI
POEM-3
OH! ALMIGHTY
You blew life into this frame
And moulded me to carve a name
Before I could ask for it.
Me you sowed among parents so good
And gave sisters and brother as best as you could
Before I could ask for it.
With education and interest wide, me you blessed
With love and kindness, my heart you pressed
Before I could ask for it.
You granted me an eye to enjoy beauty,
And a heart to wonder at Nature's bounty,
Before I could ask for it.
In the serene waters, of family love, me you set sail,
With sweet children as four oars, who ne'er fail,
Before I could ask for it.
Not these alone, but things many more,
For this poor earthling You have set in store,
Before I could ask for it.
But that bosom friend, that dear Kasthuri,
From me You've snatched, in such a hurry,
Though I entreated You for her!
Why so my dear Lord Almighty?
.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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To the Departed Soul of my dear friend KASTHURI-Poem-1
To the departed soul
of my dear friend
KASTHURI
POEM -1
Oh! my Kasthuri!
My dear, dear friend!
My beloved, revered, a God-send!
I know not
What sin of any sort
I ever did commit, even in thought
To lose you,
A gem of lives few
Who attained full nobility true!
To your duty tightly tied,
You were kindness personified,
With simplicity swinging in your stride!
Beauty you ardently loved,
Gulping it to your heart's content, you roved,
But by fate's cruel hand were you shoved!
Books and books you read,
All day your eyes on them, you shed,
Peace they instilled even in thy death-bed!
A loving dear indeed!
My heart's fond friend in need;
From Death's icy hands, her life I couldn't plead!
Wherever can I find
A true friend of thy kind
Taking my heart behind? .
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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To dear KASTHURI-I Pine-Poem-6
To KASTHURI
POEM-6
Oh! Mighty, Almighty!
How grateful were we to Thy ways!
When the two of us
Thou impinged by Thy Grace!
Oh! Mighty, Almighty!
How best did Thee we praise!
When the two of us
Together did Ye raise!
Oh! Mighty, Almighty!
My eyes are swimming in brine!
For the two of us
Thou hast parted, for me to pine!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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To dear KASTHURI-The Darling days-Poem-4
POEM-4
The Darling Days with KASTHURI
Oh! those darling days!
When we sat beside
Each other, and worked our ways
With our Accounts' wide!
Oh! those happy hours!
Which we together passed—
Among the blooming flowers
Which in the breeze were tossed!
Oh! those molten moments!
When heart and heart sincerely spoke
Of the ‘Joys' and ‘Laments'
With which we were affected and broke!
Oh! that splendid time!
When we together read
Books of many a clime
By which we were lead!
Oh! that lovely loneliness—
That wrapped us together!
In the ‘Park' and the ‘Wilderness'
Where we longed to tread for ever!
Oh! engulfed in such seeping happiness—
During the decade and one years;
We glided in smooth calmness
Until now, when I am all but tears!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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A Poem Especially For You
I write this poem,
Especially for you.
Hope you like it too.
I love this poem,
Hope you love it too,
Especially for you.
I love you so much that,
I Dream of you every night,
Especially be with you.
I write this poem,
Especially for you,
To remember your loving smile.
Give me your smile,
Give me your cheerful face,
Give me your Laughter.
Only this poem can,
Take your heart away.
Especially made for you.
I say this poem,
Especially designed for you,
In remembrance of our True friendship.
In this moment of life,
I share this poem
Especially with you.
In this precious memory,
I want you to know that,
I forever love you.
To say the right words,
At the right time;
Especially for you, is hard.
More than any right words,
I composed this poem,
Especially for you,
So that the world may know that
I fall in Love with you again.
Especially with you.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Roaring higher
My fire in heart is aggressive
Keeps burring all time
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can destruct the jealous world
Till it end fortunate and convenient
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can create the ability
To create the gentle heart with success
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can be the spirit
To light up the heart in the darkness
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
poem by Swetha Reddy
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Moment To Moment
Too many nights of isolation
Too many echoes in my head
Too many fires left burning
In this bed
Too many thoughts of desperation
So much pain deep down below
So mych a slave to my senses
I cant let go
From moment to moment
I live and I die
This cant go on anymore
Another day, another lie
From moment to moment
I stand and I fall
This cant go on anymore
Unless we both give it all
I ask you how can a man keep his distance
How can he reason with his heart
How can you hold me so near
Yet keep me so far
From moment to moment
I live and I die
This cant go on anymore
Another day, another lie
From moment to moment
I stand and I fall
This cant go on anymore
Unless we both give it all
Sometimes Id like to break you down
To see if theres a trace of woman in you that could be found
But I just keep prayin youll come around
And live from moment to moment
I live from moment to moment
I live from moment to moment
So much a slave to my senses
I cant let go
From moment to moment
I live and I die
This cant go on anymore
Another day, another lie
From moment to moment
I stand and I fall
This cant go on anymore
Unless we both give it all
You know I want to give it all
I live from moment to moment
Everyday of my life
I live from moment to moment
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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In This Weather, In This Windy Storm
In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!
In this weather, in this roaring storm,
I would never have let the children out.
I was afraid they had falllen ill,
but these thoughts are now idle.
In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have let the children out;
I was worried they would die the next day -
but this is now no concern.
In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!
In this weather, in this roaring, cruel storm,
they rest as they did in their mother's house:
they are frightened by no storm,
and are covered by the hand of God.
poem by Friedrich Rückert
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The Silence Of A Poem
THE SILENCE OF A POEM
The Silence of a Poem
Brings Peace.
One is alone for a moment
With a few small words
And they help one live.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Only Poem Is The Poem/ At The Moment Of Its Writing
THE ONLY POEM IS THE POEM
The only poem is the poem
At the moment of its writing
The poem being lived now
The poem I am trying to make
The poem of these lines.
The only poem now is this one-
And this poem is so small and so self- reflexive
That it is not much of a poem at all.
The only poem is not much of a poem at all
This one
And me now? .
But what about everything else I have not done?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Longing For My Father
How I long to see my Father;
Jesus, His redeeming Son
And I’m thankful for the Spirit,
Who will safely guide me home
Father You gave me everything
You sacrificed Your son’s life for me before I could see
You sent Your Holy Spirit to be a comfort in the storm
You know everything about me, yet Your heart for me is warm
And I long to see the Father;
Jesus, His redeeming Son
And I’m thankful for the Spirit,
Who will safely guide me home
I’ll never understand the sorrows You faced
Or how You surrounded me with the Light of Your Grace
You took the darkness of my life; made it vanish in the wind
And You’ve given me a cleaner heart one that You could enter in
And I long to see my Father;
Jesus His redeeming Son
And I’m thankful for the Spirit,
Who will safely guide me home
I long to see You Father;
Jesus Your redeeming Son
And I thank You Holy Spirit,
As You safely guide me home
poem by Marquita Lawson
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The Miracle of a Moment
A week?
A day?
An hour?
Time enough
For excellence
A moment?
Too little!
Too swift!
Too short!
Too brief!
Not so
Not right
Not true
A moment?
It’s enough!
Pregnant with possibilities
A moment
Overflowing with opportunities
A Moment
Saturated with significance
A moment
Rich with reality
A moment
Bursting with beauty
A moment
Loaded with life
A moment
Encoded with eternity
A moment
Maximize every moment
poem by Howard Simon
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I Live From Poem To Poem
I LIVE FROM POEM TO POEM
I live from poem to poem-
Each poem gives its meaning to my life
In the time of its writing
I live from poem to poem-
I am living now
Standing in the sun
On Rashbag St
On my way home
After a mission
I failed to complete
as if I somehow know how to live in my poems
better than I can in all the practical duties of my life.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Two Countries
Two countries, both wanting peace.
From a war, that raged for years.
Both countries wanting to be right.
Both countries they live in fear.
One country puts their weapons down,
Then the other it invades.
The surrendered country defends itself,
The hope for peace it fades.
Both countries, still, they want a truce,
Yet the fight, it rages on.
Neither willing to call it quits.
Until all hope is gone.
One day they see a little child,
True victim of the war.
His bruised and battered little body,
Lay wounded on the floor.
Two countries fought for many years.
Regardless the cost.
What it was, they hoped to find.
The innocent had lost.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Let Us Live
We've lived our whole life in fear
Let us live one moment in peace
Let us live please...
Give me some light
Give me some warmth
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
I've hunched my back from my books weight
Bribe is something I've learned from my own dad
Either bring home 99% and get a game
Or a spank
Fitting in with the rest of the world
Burned away my whole childhood
My childhood is gone
Along with my youth
Now please let us live
One moment in peace
Please...
We've lived our whole life in fear
Let us live one moment in peace
Let us live please...
poem by Kiara Davar
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Splash
the illusion is that you are simply
reading this poem.
the reality is that this is
more than a
poem.
this is a beggar's knife.
this is a tulip.
this is a soldier marching
through Madrid.
this is you on your
death bed.
this is Li Po laughing
underground.
this is not a god-damned
poem.
this is a horse asleep.
a butterfly in
your brain.
this is the devil's
circus.
you are not reading this
on a page.
the page is reading
you.
feel it?
it's like a cobra. it's a hungry eagle circling the room.
this is not a poem. poems are dull,
they make you sleep.
these words force you
to a new
madness.
you have been blessed, you have been pushed into a
blinding area of
light.
the elephant dreams
with you
now.
the curve of space
bends and
laughs.
you can die now.
you can die now as
people were meant to
die:
great,
victorious,
hearing the music,
being the music,
roaring,
roaring,
roaring.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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A Poem Is Just A Poem
a poem is just a poem and if it is just a poem
it must be just a poem just like another poem
a poem is nothing but just a poem otherwise
it cannot be my poem; it may speak about
anything, or something, or about everything,
but my poem is just a poem just like anybody's
poem, which is just but a poem, like any other
poem, for a poem to be a poem it must just be
a poem: it has nothing to do with my love, and death
my life, or bliss, but as i have told you, once, twice
thrice, eat some rice, and be that wise, a poem is
just a poem, just like your poem. Why do you insist
on asking, what is happening to me? I am not a
poem, for i am but just the composer of the poem,
need i tell you again, that a poem is just a poem?
just like any other poem, which is just a poem
it is just a voice in my head that i have heard
someone comes and speaks and i listen so
this poem is not actually my poem but the poem
of someone else's: theirs not mine, from a mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poem Comes Unexpected
THE POEM COMES UNEXPECTED
The Poem comes unexpected
When I have been waiting for it.
It writes itself
And then demands correction.
It is gone over and over again
Until it sounds right
It is read finally
As something complete
Its final line redeeming its first.
The Poem is what it
Here it is
Now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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This Morning Has No Poem
THIS MORNING HAS NO POEM
This morning has no poem-
Reality-
Too many problems-
Too much to do-
Too much not to do-
Too much-
Yet somehow at some time during the day,
There will be a moment for thought,
There will be a time of peace in which to dream,
There will be a bit of silence and peace,
A poem.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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