An Insurance of Universe
After reading news
That in years few
Universe will collapse
So to get solace
I ran to the Insurance Company
with request to insured the universe completely
And to my utter surprise
The crooked company readily obliged.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
29/12/2008
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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One Song
I am the universe
The sun, the moon and sea
I am the energy
4 that is what I believe
I can be contradiction
Cuz that is all I see
But I am the universe
And the universe is me
I am the one song (Ah yes)
And that one song is free
All things come from this one song (Yes they do, uh)
The garden and the tree
If everything, everything is present
What is will always be
This here is the first and the last song
And all that come between
When language falls like a wounded soldier
And it's covered by the sea
All the sadness
All these unanswered questions
Keep me company
(Company, company, company come 2 me, come 2 me please!)
Here at the center of it all
(I know)
I know that U can only come from me
(I am the universe)
Yes it will, oh, yes it will
(The sun, the moon and sea)
Where else is it gonna come from but me?
(I am the universe)
Oh my, my my my my my my my universe
(The universe is me)
(I am the universe)
(The sun, the moon and sea)
(I am the universe)
(We are the universe) {x2}
(The universe is me)
One truth (One truth)
One song (One song)
One energy
song performed by by Prince
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A Zen Monk
Calm Sage
Indifferent
Unconcerned
Waited
PATIENTLY.
And Poor Problem
Tired of
For want of attention
Solved itself
COMPLETELY.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
11/12/2008
PS: There is a level of consciousness in which solution precedes problem.And problem comes to give delight, which we get while solving some puzzle which's answer is already known
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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A War a Mother lost
A single mother barely
out of teen
Toils hard in a
voracious army canteen
Prepares fuel for the
killer machines
So she can afford to
cook at home
Her son, a sapling
is ten months old
And her relatives
have miseries untold
She refused a
posting in war
Coz her lone son
may suffer
emotional scars
A war in which
whoever win
Humanity is sure
to cry and whine.
But no one is going
to heard child’s plea
Because she has been
jailed for disobeying
state’s decree.
Somewhere a
volcano dormant
for centuries
emits fire
Perhaps angry at
heavenly sire.
(After reading a news that a single mom, was jailed after she refused a posting in war zone)
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
19/11/09
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Coming Out
In the world full of mads
He confessed he is sane-
At last he comes out.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
20/07/09
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Ode to Karate
He practiced karate with verve
And suddenly sharp pain shot through his nerve
And his heart started to rejoice
Hearing his beloved God’s voice
Saying that he delighted in him the most
For he used the muscle
Which’s function was lost.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
03/05/2009
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Reckless but Tactful
Reckless he was in driving
the City-Bus with a loose brake.
' A rash driver', the college students
who travelled by the foot-board
called him in fear and respect.
He borrowed a lakh of rupees($2000/=)
from a careful creditor.
As usual the lender deducted
five percent for interest
and with two percent he insured
the life of the debtor.
Being rude and short-tempered
he would blow the horn aloud
frequently in the busy road.
If any two wheeler-rider
cross-across the road in front,
he would shout, 'you whore's son!
You want to send me to jail? '
But he had received threats
to his life from his very dear wife
who had arranged some hooligans
to kidnap him and kill him somewhere.
From the death benefit she would get
from the insurance company,
she could settle with her lover
with half of the booty.
But the driver being well-versed
in the laws of life insurance
hanged himself from a tree,
dead old in the premises of the Bus-Depot.
His barren wife and the prudent creditor
couldn't claim the sum assured or insured
from the insurance company.
For the suicide, ' No compensation'.
He had also nominated his sister
to receive the benefits from the Bus-Corporation
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Mosquito's Feast
A humming mosquito said: gun, gun, gun,
For greatest ever feast come, come, come.
Party area is a house of SHETH,
And venue is his lush dark pate.
Angelic Anopheles and Cute Culex* are special guests,
And black trouser is place for rest.
Special item is blood of HITESH,
Our greatest enemy, whom I detest.
Coil, Net and Mat may prove hitch,
But, 'Arise, awake and stop not till goal is reached.'**
Please keep your children at bay,
From a newest mosquito killer spray.
With God’s grace destroy devilish plan,
And with malaria wipe out evil human clan.
*Anopheles and Culex are species of mosquito
**Arise, awake and stop not till goal is reached-Saying of Swami Vivekananda.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
28/09/2008
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Asylum Earth
Frustrated I stood in front
of the God to Pray,
And asked him why lunatics
are increasing day by day.
Why there is scarcity
of people in a synagogue,
Why popping up of
Prozac is in a vogue.
Why people look as they
are coming from morgue,
Why all minds are clouded
by the depression’s fog.
Then, God appeared suddenly
with his mischievous smile,
And he started to speak
in his inimitable style:
“Son! this earth is nothing
but asylum of the universe
But for marketing my poets
described it in beautiful verse.
But most fools are the people
who claim to be wise,
And labors to turn this asylum
in a pretty paradise.
But thing which fills me
with a gaiety and mirth,
Is your construction of an
asylum within an asylum earth.”
“Do you know why this asylum
earth is devoid of joy and fun?
Because men who turned wise
are poisoned or shot by guns.
Unless and until you
immediately rectify your error,
This earth cannot be freed from
madness, anxiety and terror.
Benumbed by god’s answer
I immediately left his premise,
In order to prevent becoming
one more mad wise.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
11/01/2009
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Pareidolia- A Way of Perception
A depressed Guy
Was staring at sky,
Abruptly a form popped up
Assembled from
The lonely wandering clouds,
Appeared to him
Weeping inconsolably;
Suddenly, the warm joy welled up from within,
And the same clouds colluded to carve out,
A laughing form.
(Pareidolia is the phenomenon of finding familiar images in random scenes, like faces in clouds or religious icons in root vegetables)
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
24/05/2009
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Imagine Being Completely Alone In The Universe
IMAGINE BEING COMPLETELY ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE
Imagine being completely alone in the Universe
Would you want to live?
No one to speak with
No one to play with
No one to show off for or to
No one to see oneself through the eyes of
No one to love or be loved by
No one to care for or be kind to
No one to be helped by when one is sick
No one to share the beauty of nature with
No one to cry with
No one to laugh with
No one to love or be loved by
Imagine being completely alone in the universe
And understand
What Hell it would be
And what Madness it would be
And how one would probably want not to be at all
Now think of God-
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The Great Gambler
The Gambler stopped a monk
dwelling on spiritual plane,
And exclaimed, "Oh! monk
we both are exactly same
So I think we both of us
deserve equal name and fame.
Monk replied, "Gambler! I put
self not a pelf at stake,
And drink bitter poison
for God's sake
Only fool would say our
lives are same
For you a game is life
for me a life is game.''
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
27/12/2009
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A Faithful Lover
He alone struts with swagger fine,
To tame alike, humans and kine.
He breathes with us, with us he dines,
The cupbearer of life’s wine.
He feeds us all - the beings of clay,
As people raise chickens for prey.
We play in his gape, love in his lap,
Unaware of his bewitching trap.
He relishes our cries and sighs
While lurking in passionless skies.
He is the solid truth here
His shadows are kin and peers.
He is death, our faithful lover
Who leads us to peace bricked bower.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
21/04/2009
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Singing Sorrowful Song
Why hearts all sing sorrowful ditties,
Why nightmares torment dreams pretty,
Why sorrow revels in fate’s kitty,
Why sorrow humbles joy’s uppity,
Why sorrow questions joy’s sanity,
Why sorrow encroach joy’s city,
Why sorrow disrobes nubile pity,
Why hearts all sing sorrowful ditties.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
04/01/2009
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Who's paying the million bucks? The insurance company. We've been trying for years to get the insurance industry to say to the gun industry, We won't insure you unless you have policies that will reduce the likelihood of guns falling into the wrong hands easily.
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The middle class is teetering on the brink of collapse just as surely as AIG was in the fall of 2009 - only this time, it's not just one giant insurance company (and its banking counterparties) facing disaster, it's tens of millions of hardworking Americans who played by the rules.
quote by Arianna Huffington
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They Say The Universe Will Expand So Fast
THEY SAY THE UNIVERSE WILL EXPAND SO FAST
They say the Universe will expand so fast
That no place will remain in touch with anyplace else
They say the universe will explode on itself
And leave us in another universe- parallel to this
They say the universe began so long ago
It has not begun
They say there is no universe- but a multiverse
They say the multiverse which we a part of
Has more than one tomorrow
And that where we are going
Is such a surprise
That we cannot possibly even begin to guess at it
They say the future
Is if not a miracle
Than a kind of Distant Dream so far from us
It cannot possibly connect to what we are and would be.
They say all all kinds of things
They don’t believe themselves.
They don’t know what to tell us
And we don’t know either
We live in our small space and time
And when our end comes
It will come
We pray to God
And don’t know if God will answer us in the end
But we pray
We hope
We don’t know for certain
Who and what we will become is unknown to us
But we pray God will save those we love
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Bad Company
Company, always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
I was born six gun in my hand
Behind the gun I make my final stand
That's why they call me
Bad company, I can't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Rebel soul, deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sword
Now these towns, they all know our names
Six gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear 'em say
Bad company, and I won't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
song performed by by Bad Company
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Shareholder activism is not a privilege - it is a right and a responsibility. When we invest in a company, we own part of that company and we are partly responsible for how that company progresses. If we believe there is something going wrong with the company, then we, as shareholders, must become active and vocal.
quote by Mark Mobius
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Tax the Love
Oh Politicians!
you are now thinking to levy “Flush Tax”,
In future, you may tax even our earwax…
Instead,
Tax those, who fall in love
Tax those, who fall out of love
Tax those, who search for love
Tax those, who crave for love
Tax those, who love to love
Tax those, who hate to love
Tax those, who glorify the love
Tax those, who vilify the love
Tax those, who read about love
Tax those, who write about love
Tax those, who comment about love
And your coffers will be
overflowed with dough
In a one go...
For,
It is not the elusive dark matter that keeps
universe falling apart,
But the mysterious love that
stays in every human’s heart.
So,
Tax the love
fill your trove.
poem by Hitesh Sheth (2009)
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And the Child Draws a World
the teacher asks the child to draw
The world
& the universe
And the child with his Mongol pencil
put a dot
for a start on his clean white bondpaper
(& as his fingers are clumsy
His hands still shaky)
he makes a stretch of a crooked
line
Stretching
& occupying almost all the space of the paper
To make a
Crooked circle
His world
And for his universe
He draws five little stars
crude
A crescent moon A comet moving In a blank space
A space rocket
Is drawn
On the top page in propulsion
A crooked circle The lines hardly meet At a common point
For a world
A little blank space For the universe
And where is God there?
The teacher asks him
You gave no instruction, sir. The child answered.
But He is there, the Child thinks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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