It was not a good Omen
While the cat is feeling hungry,
it was proceeding In search of rats
and walked through the street,
A man was coming towards the cat,
Alas, it was not a good Omen,
It returned to its hiding place
to look for opportunities later.
(It is considered as a bad omen if a cat crosses your way in some countries like India)
(If you go for some important work, you can't get things done easily,
but in this case, the cat is looking for omen when it is going for rat hunt) .
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The Red Dragonfly
A red dragonfly
Seated on my stretched right hand,
It was good omen!
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I perceive two things in Scotland of the most fearful omen: ignorance of theological truth, and a readiness to pride themselves in and boast of it.
quote by Edward Irving
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Bad Dreams
Live and die...
Heaven and Hell...
What's in the middle?
Beauty of a poem..
Blended with fruits of thought..
Harvesting evils to regenerate..
Word of truth...
is sometimes not applicable...
In a place
where most of the occupants..
are devils...
in disguise
Bad dreams
are sometimes..
an omen to a good time
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The Exorcist doesn't get me, but The Omen does.
quote by Ethan Embry
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Two rich persons do not wish each other a bird of ill omen.
On a Midsummer's Day
Pale Dawn Blushes
As a raven flies
a black speck against
the morning skies
Wonder! at his audacious flight
this last remaining trace of night.
Anxious eyes then
note its span
straining as hard
as ere they can
everyman with his secret fear
will the raven bring it near?
A white Hare runs
breaking cover
a surefire omen
of a jealous lover
each woman feels her heart astir
is he sick for love of her?
Do the flowers bloom
too late or too soon?
Does Midsummer fall
on a full moon?
Do you have a dream to tell -
is all Ill or is all Well?
Did you meet a
Darkhaired Lass
Or trudge behind
a Beggar's Ass?
Did a black cat cross your way
as you came to greet the day?
Note each omen
every one
that marks the season
of the sun
and you'll be blessed with happy days
and long hot nights (in many ways!)
poem by Geraldine Moorkens Byrne
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Unholy
I was there through the ages
Chained slaves to their cages
I have seen you eat your own
I'm the cycle of pain
Of a thousand year old reign
I'm suicide and salvation
The omen to nations
That you worship on all fours
I'm the infection and famine
That's knocking at your door
That's why you're feeling so
Unholy
Oh
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With The Omen, I really felt I wasn't in control. It was panic.
quote by Richard Donner
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Harbinger
let i be the frost to tell you that winter
in a moment shall be here
let i be the omen about something
bad that may happen
so you may say all your prayers
and convince the gods to
change their minds
and bring you fortune instead
let me herald, Candice
your coming
i am your harbinger
let then the writing begin
let yourself pour all your feelings
then the winter may not be that cold
as you take the whiteness that the snow leaves
when it finally melts
let me be your friend
still in the coming spring.....
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Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.
Only one ray
It was not same again
It was not the worry main
In day light I feared for dark
It was not good omen to start
So many may be like me
They may be seized with and not feeling free
Life is not the only means to gain
It is to put forward self first and train
I find all dark around
No possible open sight is found
Where I can breathe happily
And spend the time easily
There is no use looking at stars
They are away and very far
The sky is hollow and of no use
Why do I stare at it and simply confuse?
I need only one ray
That can remove darkness and take away
All fears and lead to peaceful stay
I have confused mind for all these things to say
I am proud to be human being
I don’t want to be part animal in circus ring
Even though it is like circus for all
I want to make it as beautiful call
All evil forces may try to destroy
They may compel me to loose temper and annoy
I am matured person and not simple toy
I will never submit to their skilful ploy
I have undergone sufferings and plight
I had to make ceaseless fight
Yet some of things were proved right
The goal is within reach and not out of sight
I thank for all it to happen
I was disheartened even
Someone appeared at horizon
Filled with insight and pulled on
I am no weaker object
Let everyone laugh at or reject
I shall search for amicable solution
That is my belief and strong resolution
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God smiles on everybody
God smiles on everybody whether you read scriptures or not
These are arguments of yesteryears and need not be fought
Whatever appeals your heart and mind becomes religion
Choose whomever you like and stay as companion
These are all true things to learn and observe
It will be really nice to stay at disposal and serve
No matter what ideology you share or believe
Must live in heart with love and try honestly to live
If you have good heart and kindness at heart then you will smile
The whole of area around you may bear the same for a while
Nothing will affect your daily routine as you are close to him
He will take care of everything even if some of the chances are thin
I read your message on Poor’s face
Toiling very hard without being in any race
I saw sarisfaction, gratitude and complete faith
I forgot almighty or God and remained with him
I saw God every where around
His music was prevalent in every object and found
The air was responding with all rhythms and music
There was beauty and only natural beauty as magic
You need not search peace ion any temple or church
It will prove illusory and result into futile search
You need not be told about omni presence or to be preached
You can directly have link or easily reached
Love does not mean physical attachment with beauty
You can have it as part of life and become naughty
But still at large it is affection and love to fellow men
If this is to be taken as any indication then it is good omen
Love spreads love and emanates same in vicinity
This is called humble submission with good quality
Where hate can be countered with love and affection?
What else do we contemplate or want as action?
Merely visiting a holy place is no answer
This might have been understood by fewer
Still it holds the views and ground very well
No one may be in position to offer different tale
It is not bad to hold orthodox views with reasons
It cling us to be near to Him as devotee or religious person
Still if you held broad views about him and surrender
It may work as miracle and pure wonder
See smile and love on each face
God may be compelled to resurface
This is rare probability in case
But we may through very good phase
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Bad Omen
A bad message
An unpleasant word
From Somebody
A small incident
Early morning
Is a bad omen
Can spoil the mood
Result into a bad day
Keeps rebounding
Every now and then
Haunts the mind
Like a ghost
More than often
Distracts the person
From normal work
One wishes
Early it ends
The better it is
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Lucy's cleaning
Reference to the advertisement
The spinster, You're looking for a Robust
Who could perform household duties.
If I am not the right person
I could look after your Pekinese
And do the garden work.
Though I am fiftynine
Still capable of hardworking.
I include here my my last night's dream
That would be influenced to your selection.
The whole night I was cleaning the drops of blood
Lost by our Lord Jesus Christ on his way to Calvary.
When I woke up I saw your advertisement
And I thought that's a good omen!
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Our character... is an omen of our destiny, and the more integrity we have and keep, the simpler and nobler that destiny is likely to be.
George Santayana in The German Mind: A Philosophical Diagnosis
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Thankless Scions
Grandma was in isolation
She was in an isle of distress
The children whom she fed
With the blood turned milk
In her breasts
Have all flown and vanished
And she left abandoned
With the linings all over
In mind and skin
Heralding the arrival
Of the frail old December
Of the life, the end of the span!
The marvelous culture
Of a house- hold adorned
With grandma and grandpa
With children and grand children
Went into oblivion!
The grandma and grandpa
Is a hindrance to their children
Is a bad omen to scions
And an inconvenience
To the young and dynamic!
Grandma and grandpa
Are ignored and caged
As of a dog or parrot
And fed like a slave
Tied to a pole in chains!
The thankless sons and daughters
Never care the sufferings
And sacrifices of Ma and Papa
And they want to be alone
As being youthful in spirit
And are eager to enjoy
The spring of life
Where they hate the face of autumn!
Grandma, Grandpa, Ma and Papa
Are omen of autumn
That they never wish to sight!
The young whose blood
Rushes with the fuel of Ma's milk
Forget that the green leaves
Will turn yellow
And wither away
And an autumn is is hibernation
To embrace them tomorrow!
poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
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Arms are instruments of ill omen. . . . When one is compelled to use them, it is best to do so without relish. There is no glory in victory, and to glorify it despite this is to exult in the killing of men. . . . When great numbers of people are killed, one should weep over them with sorrow. When victorious in war, one should observe mourning rites.
All about facts
Many years later I was to be told about facts in real
It was lavish celebration for new born arrival
There was great pomp and show to mark the birth
If it was possible they could have decorated complete earth
This is how people celebrate the event
For them it is pride and memorable moment
Who knows what fortune the born may bring?
Will he turn poor or become mighty king?
The luck may prove wrong and events may turn
The fun enjoyed at birth time may take ugly turn
The same pomp and show is not seen and there descends gloom
The extravagance is over and all are confined to single room
Well these are all predictions and has nothing to do
The things shape up not as per our desire to go through
It has all the relevance with continuance of long journey
There may remain poverty or accumulation of enormous money
The fortune is linked to child’s birth in family
Then good moments are remembered very easily
At every occasion it is repeated in good gathering
All credit is given auspicious birth and glimmering
What birth has to do with future events?
What linkage can be made for bad moments?
It might have shaped as per the changing schedule
There is no specific lay out or time module
It may be considered as bad omen
If misfortune is brought by any woman
It might have happened due to any other reason
We have tendency to pas on the blame to particular person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Watcher
Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone,
'Twixt hostile earth and sky;
The mottled lizard 'neath the stone
Is wiser here than I.
What stir across the haze of heat?
What omen down the wind?
The buck that break before my feet--
They know, but I am blind!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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