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Aaeshanee - present

Aaeshanee present
Hard task ahead
Needs brevity
With firm head.

With innovative idea
You are giving wake-up call
Sorrow nobody listen to it at all.
We in inflationary expectations
Resume recoveries with
Encouragement productivity
Which brings man divinity
And perpetuity.

No body is capable
To achieve target fixed
Your rudimentary fast
needs courage
Steps make the
Commodities last.

Here you are
With full loaded time
Enquires necessity
With world's humanity.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Aaeshanee - galaxy

Aaeshanee is highly and hugely
Innovative aspirational.
Aaeshanee connotes beauty
elegance style and sophistication.
Hold Aaeshanee and hold for ever
Aaeshanee is the single galaxy
And you can find energy from Aaeshanee
And Aaeshanee is strange and remarkable
Independent of all desires and hopes
And is far more satisfying for all.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Aaeshanee - firebrand

Firebrand Aaeshanee
Light touches within
Aaeshanee takecare all
All who are here on line
Ready to go with reflection.

What Aaeshanee invented
And discovered welcome
With candles and flowers
All are visible in sight
Who want to visualised.

Vital part of life with
Aaeshanee and resume talks
Commitment to life and
Showed signs of progress
With clear stand.

Aaeshanee the firebrand.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Aaeshanee - angel of affection

My dear son
Never scold Aaeshanee
Aaeshanee the sea of satisfaction
Aaeshanee the angel of affection
Aaeshanee the future course of action
Never scold Aaeshanee
Aaeshanee is your daughter
Aaeshanee has got the power
To rescue our ancestors.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Steps

Maybe one step ahead, maybe two
I could ease my day a little
Maybe two steps ahead, maybe twenty
I won’t be chased in doing my work
Maybe twenty steps ahead, maybe plenty
I could enjoy my day at peace
Maybe plenty steps ahead, maybe more
I won’t be surprised by any outcome
Maybe more steps ahead, maybe none
I let my life to be freely flow
Maybe no step ahead, maybe just one
I could focus on what I want to achieve

Maybe one step ahead, maybe two
I could take a little nap
Maybe two steps ahead, maybe twenty
I won’t be alerted every time
Maybe twenty steps ahead, maybe plenty
I could prepare the worst
Maybe plenty steps ahead, maybe more
I won’t be bothered by all strategy maneuvers
Maybe more steps ahead, maybe none
I don’t really care about that anymore
Maybe no step ahead, maybe just one
I won’t waste my energy to worry

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Be not mad of targets.

A target is given; you are in tension.
It seems a hard one; anxiety sets in.
You put extra efforts; you’re in stress.

Hurdles crop; you are in strain.
Hope fades; you are in pain.
Hope revives; you recover.

The target achieved; full of joy.
The target aborted; full of sorrow.
Take light the target and enjoy.
03.06.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Aaeshanee - nature born

Ceasing act is a sign of failure
Aaeshanee is natureborn and always active.

You can not call Aaeshanee hypocrite
No deluded intellect.

Controlling organ of sense and action
Power of will remained unattached
Aaeshanee excels.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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As I lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado

AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,
The confession I made I resume--what I said to you in the open air I
resume:
I know I am restless, and make others so;
I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death;
(Indeed I am myself the real soldier;
It is not he, there, with his bayonet, and not the red-striped
artilleryman;)
For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle
them;
I am more resolute because all have denied me, than I could ever have
been had all accepted me;
I heed not, and have never heeded, either experience, cautions,
majorities, nor ridicule;
And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me; 10
And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me;
...Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and
still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,
Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quell'd and defeated.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Man Vs Wild! .

snake slithered fast across the land,
through earthen clods and burrows,
moving smooth and fast, held its head
lowered, eyes fixed on target the frog,
took the shortest path, to get on fast.

the man stood in its path holding a club
arrogance writ on his face and weapon,
quickly did the snake abandon its plan
of 'least offense' went in for plan-2
'offense one', and held up its head high,
spread its face wide, fierce and shining
eyes fixed on target, alert, heard nothing
and saw nothing, only the enemy in range.

snake now swayed its head, surveyed
and locked target with confidence, while
man too quickly changed his strategy
in a dramatic way, and took to heels! .
=o0o=
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* i love snakes. please dont hurt it.

poem by Surya Surya
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Not As Easy As I Make It Look

If I have stated,
Without wavering from it!
That I...
With a consciousness given.
And with a mind I approve,
Am...
Me.

With a doing of me and no one else.
To the best of my ability.

Then why is it,
Those with their own insecurities...
Feel it is 'their' duty,
To convince me with their indignities...
That they are the ones,
I should try to understand! ?
With an attention given done.
Why?

I've got enough on my plate,
Creating my own innovative conversations.

And...
Answering some of those questions I ask myself,
Is not as easy as I make it look.

They have no idea,
Of the challenges and expectations,
I have set for myself to accept.
And the time I have given to this...
Can be mentally draining.
And physically exhausting.
Especially when I have those days,
I am fighting myself just to shut up and be quiet.

Not too many know how difficult a task that is!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Aaeshanee - unique

You can not say Aaeshanee
Classical contemporary modern
And popular or you can not discard.
You must read and appreciate the poem
The colourful of this eternal world
That is the life formal and informal.
You must respect for each and every
Word of the poem of the time
Each and every poem you know
Distinct and separate and unique
Aaeshanee only Aaeshanee is the favorite
Symbol of live poetry.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Your Dimension Of Greatness

No one can know the potential,
Of a life that is committed to win;
With courage - the challenge it faces,
To achieve great success in the end!

So, explore the Dimension of Greatness,
And believe that the world CAN be won;
By a mind that is fully committed,
KNOWING the task can be done!

Your world has no place for the skeptic,
No room for the DOUBTER to stand;
To weaken your firm resolution
That you CAN EXCEL in this land!

We must have VISION TO SEE our potential,
And FAITH TO BELIEVE that we can;
Then COURAGE TO ACT with conviction,
To become what GOD MEANT us to be!

So, possess the strength and the courage,
To conquer WHATEVER you choose;
It's the person WHO NEVER GETS STARTED,
That is destined FOREVER to lose!

poem by Anonymous Americas
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Never Think Of Past

Never think of past
That might have ended fast
Think of present where everything is absent
You are with your strong body and present

Work for stable future
That may make your side secured
Work hard towards goal and make it sure
Nothing will go wrong and it will reassured

To think of past may be just suicide
The difference remains very wide
The past might be sweet or dark
Yet one must cautiously embark

Past must be kept in mind but for reference
Just to compare with it and take chance
To improve the present at the same time take lessons of the past
Never to look back with pain and confidently last

Past may always remind you of poverty
How were you in those days and feeling very sorry?
How were the pitiful days spent with worry?
Now left with no choice but to go ahead with mission to carry

Some of the strong steps are needed
Some drawback has to be accepted
Yet it should not mar your will power with strong resolve
Self effort with dedication and aim to solve

Leave behind everything and think of glorious tomorrow
Live in present, steer your course and allow
That shall never allow you to go slow
As you were coming with high sprit while lying low

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poetic Greatness

POETIC GREATNESS..
No one can know the potential, of a life that is committed to win; With courage - the challenge it faces, To achieve great success in the end..
So, explore the Poetic Dimension of Greatness, and believe that the world CAN be won; By a mind that is fully committed, KNOWING the task can be done..
Your world has no place for the skeptic, No room for the DOUBTER to stand; To weaken your firm resolution That you CAN EXCEL in this land...
We must have VISION TO SEE our potential, And FAITH TO BEPoetıc GreatnessIEVE that we can; Then COURAGE TO ACT with conviction, To become what GOD MEANT us to be..

Your voice alone possess the strength and the courage to conquer WHATEVER you choose; It's the person WHO NEVER GETS STARTED, That is destined FOREVER to lose..
Ron Poetry

poem by Ron Poetry
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On the day of Ramzan

On the day of Ramzan

Muslims all over the world
Completed a month of
Fasting-throughout-the-day

More than anything else
They enjoyed the pleasure

Of being kind to others
Of being concerned with the welfare of the unknown
Of availing the opportunity of giving
Of reaching out to help the poor
Of having understood the pains of others
Of sharing whatever they have
Of discovering new ways of being useful to others
Of feeding the fast
Of capturing the gains of fasting
Of being considerate and passionate
Of being resolved and determined
Of having felt the oneness of humanity
Of realizing the worth of healthy eating
Of loving and caring
Of knowing not pain in giving
Of knowing what all they gain is only for giving
Of giving without being asked for
Of recognizing that giving is joyful, and not holding
Of having stepped ahead in the spiritual path
Of enlightenment and thus enlightening others

Let others too
Learn this art of giving
So that the future world
Finds a humanity
Enjoying a harmonious living
In peaceful co-existence
Every one appreciating the concerns of
Every other one

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The Sidewinder Sleep Tonight

This here is the place I will be staying.
There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone.
Let it ring a long, long, long, long time.
If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more.
If I don't pick up, pick up... The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
There are scratches all around the coin slot
like a heartbeat, baby trying to wake up,
but this machine can only swallow money.
You can't lay a patch by computer design.
It's just a lot of stupid, stupid signs.
Tell her,
tell her she can kiss my ass, then laugh and say that you were only kidding.
That way she'll know that it's really, really, really, really me.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Baby, instant soup doesn't really grab me.
Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial.
A can of beans or blackeyed peas, some Nescafe and ice,
a candy bar, a falling star, or a reading of Doctor Seuss;
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
The cat in the hat came back, wrecked a lot of havoc on the way,
always had a smile and a reason to pretend.
But their world has flat backgrounds and little need to sleep but to dream.
The sidewinder sleeps on his back.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
I can always sleep standing up. Call me when you try to wake her.
We've got to moogie, moogie, move on this one

song performed by by REM
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In Courage

In courage-you find
no fear
and in courage-no weakness
does appear
In courage-steps toward
danger taken
and in courage-strength
within awaken
In courage- a hero
takes shape
and in courage- the villain
can't escape
In courage-there is a call
to duty
and in courage-out of ugliness
comes beauty

poem by Dorsey Baker
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Great Expectations

Youre sittin in your seat
And then you stand and clutch your breast
Our music drives you wild along with the rest
You watch me singing this song
You see what my mouth can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
And you watch me playin guitar
And you feel what my fingers can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youre dying to be seen
And you wave and call my name
But in the day it seems that Im a million miles away
You watch me beatin my drum
And you know what my hands can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Then you feels these eyes from the stage
And you see me staring at you
And you hear between the lines, my voice is calling to you
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations, as long as you can play the role
Youve got great expectations

song performed by by Kiss
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Were Coming In Loaded

(words & music by blackwell - scott)
Ooh yes were comin in loaded, ooh yes were comin in loaded
Ill hold the boat steady brother like a rock
Full speed a head until we hit the dock
Were heading for home, the fishing was great
Were comin in loaded cause were all out of bait
Well, well, well, well, well
Oh well now yeah!
We gottem packed to the water-line
Some got away but the catch was fine
Never saw such big ones, mman oh man,
Were comin in loaded just as fast as we can
Well, well, well, well, well
Oh well now yeah!
Im gonna see my baby soon as I get back
Knock on the door with my pockets packed
Shell look at me well she cant say no
Were comin in loaded so come on lets go
Well, well, well, well, well
Oh well now yeah!
Oh well now yeah!
Yeah! were comin in loaded

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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We will pay very dearly

We will pay very dearly
Rain has gone and missed nearly
Many parts remain barren
Cry for water all over sudden

Why all seek and hide from nature?
Are we enough to judge and mature?
Do we still need more time to think?
When al will perish and sink

Will only prayers do the trick?
Do we need God to treat us with stick?
Are we not so tired and sick?
Every where we fell the trees and pick

Commodities are becoming rare and dear
Not within reach and back lash fear
Ordinary man will die of hunger and not bear
No cloths will be left on body to wear

I wish whole world to wake
Not waste time in eating cake
Still it is not late to rise
Before you face extinction and demise

Are we not loosing rich heritage?
Green jungles with lot of advantages?
We are facing disaster and standing on edges
Planning on paper with study and guesses

We may not witness the natural turmoil
Some concrete steps and wrong attempts foil
Preference of natural beauty is our main worry
Nothing to add more and then feel sorry

Future generation may not pardon us
Timely action before we miss the bus
Forcing the leaders to act swift and fast
So the humanity and nature long last

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Critics in Our Life

When someone criticizes you, listen,
It means your subconscious created a burden.
Can mean that you are wrong or it is just fear of success,
Anyhow, you must look into it, find the truth, be fearless.

This world is full of critics
You find them everywhere in every topics.
There is a saying: if you tell your truth of opposition
They will chop your head in for their own protection.

Sure, nobody likes to hear what is not their idea,
And get mad when someone is opposing their area.
However, we are here on earth to edit each other
When someone say something, listen & see if their idea is better.

Sometimes it is just your own mind questioning what goes on,
So, be ready to stand up for your idea or be over run.
If they can convince you that their idea is wiser or better
Be flexible, humble and be their follower.

But, when you see someone who just want to pick on you
And you feel in this moment their idea for you is untrue,
Stand up, thank them, but let them know your answer,
That too bad, in this moment they are not your way shower.

It can happen later in your life existence,
You find they were right, then make a change in your intelligence,
But until you are not quite understand
Stand up for your own opinion, that I can recommend.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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