It's Like Mrs.Chakki's Base
‘It's like Mrs.Chakki’s base’-
It’s a saying in a countryside.
Her husband and the camels
Walk together in the desert.
It’s his first return:
Riyals bless the soul of their dream
With a body; a base of home
Takes its birth on the canal bank.
The oasis allures him again:
He flies over the Arabian sea,
Leaving the base with Mrs.Chakki.
Dream balls roll in her eyes.
She awaits in sweet expectancy,
But the postman passes by,
Like her days,
Holding not out a letter for her.
The decades slip into
The barranca of past,
Leaving wrinkles and silver streaks
On her dreams.
The time partitions every hole
And every chink in the base –
Mongooses, bandicoots
And rats get due shares.
“Will he ever return, Chakki? ”
Silent answer fills her eyes.
‘It's like Mrs.Chakki’s base’-
It’s a saying, and an ember as well.
FABIYAS M V
poem by Fabiyas M V
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Among rams and asses and horses, Kyrnos, we look for those
Of noble breeding, and a man wants them to mate
From worthy stock. Yet a noble man does not mind marrying
A base woman of base birth if she brings him money in abundance,
Nor does a woman shrink from becoming the wife of a base man
With wealth; she prefers a rich husband to a worthy one.
Money is what they honor; the noble weds a base man's daughter,
The base a worthy man's: wealth mixes stock.
Thus do not be amazed, son of Polypaos, that the citizen's stock
Is growing feeble, for what is noble is being mixed with what is base.
Epitaph of Hipponax
Behold Hipponax' burialplace,
A true bard's grave.
Approach it not, if you're a base
And base-born knave.
But if your sires were honest men
And unblamed you,
Sit down thereon serenely then,
And eke sleep too.
Tuneful Hipponax rests him here.
Let no base rascal venture near.
Ye who rank high in birth and mind
Sit down-and sleep, if so inclined.
poem by Theocritus
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It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed.
quote by T.E. Lawrence
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Rocket
Cape canaveral florida, ready for takeoff stages
Zoom destination an isolated planet mars
On which observed many relics of past ages
On return despite rocks no spars
2nd destination worlds largest planet jupiter
From there obtained some ancient relics
When returned at base -- we want hoopiter!
And we would like some fancy cows milk
3rd destinations many ringed planet saturn
While there darted among the rings
At base had a few thoughts of astral matter
Again at base a welcoming with sings
4th zoom destination to an isolated planet neptune
Whose surface was clear of any vegetation
At base quote -- would like large dirigible balloon
During when there was no hesitation
5th zoom destination smallest planet pluto
On which there are many beautiful sights
It has no vegetation you know
No power to illuminate dark nights.
song performed by by Xtc
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Progress always involves risk you can't steal second base and keep your foot on first base.
quote by Frederick Wilcox
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A cylinder is hollow.
A rise is bound by the top.
A fall is bound by the base.
A cylinder has no top, no base.
But, mind, it is viewed as hollow.
10.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Decreased business base increases overhead. So does increased business base.
quote by Norman Ralph Augustine
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My Second Narrative Poem
There was a girl named Zelle,
Who always wanted to excel.
In every thing that she does,
it is accompanied with a must.
People hated Zelle in simple ways
Through her willingness to have a base.
A base where she will be happy.
A base where she will excel.
Patience is a virtue,
that's what they say.
Willingness is also a virtue,
that's for me to say.
Zelle worked hard to find her goal.
Exert countless effort and made it bold.
Through heart-break things that she do,
People loves her tight.
poem by Rudy Rico Castillo
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No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous and the base to the base.
quote by Iris Murdoch
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It Takes Two
Rob base and dj e-z rock cover
I wanna rock right now,
Im rob base and I came to get down
Im not internationally known
But Im known to rock the microphone
Because I get stupid, I mean outrageous
Stay away from me, if youre contagious
Cos Im a winner, no Im not a loser
To be an mc, is what I choose-a.
song performed by by Korn
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A Touch Of Nature
Scattered-the leaves
That once waved their majesty
High atop a wonder throne
From which casts the glory
O f rare beauty earthward...
Following the wind
With no direction
Separate the frail players blow
Base to base torn from home
And the arms which gather life
And hold it to its roots...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The stability of happiness
Happiness stays
When you feel safe and at base.
Happiness trembles
When you assume weight and at height.
Happiness tumbles down
When you are atop, base out of sight.
Be content with
What comes to you. There comes delight.
03.10.2000, Palasa
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sounds From The Baseball Field
Batter in the home place,
That was nobly done;
Try and get the first base-
Run!
Run
! RUN!
Ah, there, short stop, will you miss?
Hear the people cheer and hiss,
Hear them yell and shout.
Twinkling legs and flying feet-
(Oh, I wonder who will beat!)
Faster, faster, out!
Umpire, umpire, go along;
That was wrong, sir, that was wrong.
Pitcher pitches, four balls,
'Take your base, my man.'
Toward the second now he crawls-
'Steal it if you can.'
Oh, the ball has gone so high,
Can they catch it on the fly?
Ah, there is no doubt,
He will get his third, I vow-
Pshaw! the ball has got there now,
'Two men out!'
Umpire, umpire, that was wrong;
Go along, sir, go along.
One man on the first base,
Not a single run.
Boys are warming to the race-
Now look out for fun.
Pitcher's arm maybe is tired;
Batter sudden seems inspired,
Grounds the ball to win.
Run there, run there, run your best,
I am screaming with the rest
'Two men in!'
Umpire, umpire, go away;
Dead wrong, dead wrong, sir, I say.
What's the matter now, pray?
Taking breath, that's all;
But the restless people say
'Play ball, play ball.'
One ball, two strikes, two balls-'Foul.'
Umpire calls, and people howl:
'What is he about?'
Run, run, run, run, Run,
Run
, RUN!
Half the inning now is done,
'Three men out!'
Umpire, umpire, go along;
You are always, always wrong.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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No intelligent man believes that anybody ever willingly errs or willingly does base and evil deeds; they are well aware that all who do base and evil things to them unwillingly.
quote by Protagoras
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Till That Uprising
There he sits
With virtues becoming extinct
Cornered by mauvis
Suppressed by vice
His own traits
Hinderance in the race
Finds solace
At the base
The base
Which supports the entire race
When this creed
Raises its head in revolt
Lord
Live me till that plot.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Paradoxical bases
One earns wisdom by learning.
One gets learning by errors.
Are errors the base for wisdom?
One attains moral by conviction.
One gains conviction by sins.
Are sins the root Of the moral?
One exudes kindness by loving.
One experiences love from insecurity.
Is insecurity the base for kindness?
One gets detachment by dispossessing.
One gets dispossessed from ennui.
Is ennui the base for detachment?
Evil is the mother of God.
18.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fragment: What Men Gain Fairly
What men gain fairly -- that they should possess,
And children may inherit idleness,
From him who earns it—This is understood;
Private injustice may be general good.
But he who gains by base and armed wrong,
Or guilty fraud, or base compliances,
May be despoiled; even as a stolen dress
Is stripped from a convicted thief; and he
Left in the nakedness of infamy.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Peepal Tree
Dense huge peepal tree
With bustling leaves
Provides space
For nests to be
Earthen pot at its base
Succour to generations
Who after a long walk
Graced its base
Overgrown branches
With years of service
Stretch for succour
In her womb
Sprout with vigour
To recreate a dense huge peepal tree.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Alert Levels
On base,
we had different levels
of alert status:
Green, yellow, orange; red.
Red was the highest level
which meant the base was under
imminent attack.
Green meant normal.
It was usally the green level
When something happened.
poem by Attila the Stockbroker
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There to Hit Homeruns
At bat...
I'm not thinking of just getting to first base.
I am there to give it my all.
Not just there to play ball,
For thrills.
At bat...
I'm not thinking of just getting to first base,
To stare at faces!
At bat...
I'm there to hit homeruns.
And that's that!
In any season...
I come prepared.
Whether or not I foul out.
I come prepared...
At bat...
To hit homeruns!
'And...
You're OUT! '
Well...
At least I do come prepared.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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