Bangalore
Bangalore, the city of joy
I have seen you with my little soul
And you know I how I touched you
Like the lily according to my
sweetwill in the moonlit night.
Bangalore, on this day of twentythird
February two thousand twelve
I submitted my security with you
That would enlightened the world
with honesty integrity.
Bangalore, take care of my little soul
And enable him to acquirred victory
That is as white as milk of the Kali
And Alok and Gyana touched my feet
And I am astonished till returned.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I was in Bangalore, India, the Silicon Valley of India, when I realized that the world was flat.
quote by Thomas Friedman
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He Touched Me
Shackled by a heavy burden
Neath a load of guilt and shame
Then the hand of jesus touched me
And now I am no longer the same
He touched me, oh he touched me
And oh the joy that floods my soul
Something happened and now I know
He touched me and made me whole
Since I met this blessed savior
Since he cleansed and made me whole
I will never cease to praise him
Ill shout it while eternity rolls
He touched me oh he touched me
And oh the joy that floods my soul
Something happened and now I know
He touched me and made me whole
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Enigma with Flower
Victory. It has come late, I had not learnt
how to arrive, like the lily, at will,
the white figure, that pierces
the motionless eternity of earth,
pushing at clear, faint, form,
till the hour strikes: that clay,
with a white ray, or a spur of milk.
Shedding of clothing, the thick darkness of soil,
on whose cliff the fair flower advances,
till the flag of its whiteness
defeats the contemptible deep of night,
and, from the motion of light,
spills itself in astonished seed.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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I blew the dust of his black velvet wings…
He touched me firstly in the sunlight…
I touched him secondly on that moonlit night.
Thirdly; he then touched that red velvet velour.
It was then I'd lost count and we sang, amour…
amour… Amour…!
Like coupled moths we went passionately mad.
It was then I blew the dust of his black velvet wings...
O' then my heart and soul danced pattern-plaid.
In the weft of his dark pale limbs fittings
O' it was then I became his sun burning pleasure.
The moonlight I shivered longing lost to become her.
And then we rolled all day and night long—together.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Nostalgia in Garden City
A beam of sun peeping through the mist
A perching bird and its chirping song from a treetop nest
Dew drops silver lining against golden ray
Garden city laid back and lazy, natives say
Gulmohar trees silhouetting the sidewalks
Boulevards awaiting swift walks
Long stretched steps engrossed in spectacled mirth
Twilight haven of yester years’ youth
Shades of rainbow at their pleasant might
Pensioners’ paradise someone rightly thought
City of garden and its bygone splendor
Evergreen preciousness in my memoir
(Written on the beautiful city of Bangalore when it was indeed the Garden City prior to gaining fame as the Silicon Valley of India)
poem by Long John Silver
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Daisies
I went to the florist,
And asked for long lasting flowers.
He pulled out a bunch
And proudly said just arrived from
Bangalore.
I couldn’t believe what I saw,
Dainty petals colour of new born baby’s cheeks,
And inside lime green.
I picked the whole lot
And put them in a pot,
Every time I pass
I just have to pause.
They are still fresh after a week
As promised,
The colour scheme truly epitomises
The great artist at work.
I silently pay my
Obeisance.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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As If You Read My Mind
Close your eyes til the morning
Close your eyes til the early dew
Get inside what youve been missing
Are the very first words that I heard coming from you
Take a chance on the secret
That you hide for beneath your dreams
Use your wildest imagination
You just tell me what it is and I will make it be
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
Lets get high on the happy
With a toast to you and me
Love is here just for the giving
And between us weve got all the love well ever need
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
As if you read my mind
As if you touched my soul
As if you knew exactly where I wanted to go
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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A Simple Touch!
you touched my hand,
and raised this body
from the land of the dead...
you touched my heart,
and freed this soul
from the dark maze
of its own prison.
you touched my eyes,
and restored sight
to a blind man.
you touched my ears,
and filled them with
the song of every living creature.
you touched my desire,
and brought stone and fire,
and the echo of the whipporwill's song.
i touched you,
and the earth stopped turning,
rivers stopped flowing,
and mountains fell...
all in a simple touch!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Touched A Dream
(Talking) Girl you just don’t know
Last night was incredible. Listen. Check it out.
Last night, I felt the skies open up and rain down heaven
Last night, I felt the sun, the moon and the stars come together
Last night, I heard an angel speak to me he said us forever
And while we were making love, I saw visions of a tropical river
Last night I
Touched a dream
When you were here with me
Last night I
Touched a dream
Girl you fulfill my fantasy
Touched a dream
Said we rewrote the book of love making history
Touched a dream
Last night you brought my dreams to reality
Now last night, I could have sworn I saw an eagle spread his wings
Last night, I heard a massive choir lift their voice and sing
Last night, I saw the world living in peace and harmony
While we were making love, I felt my soul being set free
Last night I
Touched a dream
You were here with me
Last night I
Touched a dream
And you fulfill my fantasy
Touched a dream
I said we rewrote the book of love making history
Touched a dream
Ooh yeah, girl you brought my dreams to reality
After the rain comes the rainbow
The sun will shine after the storm
Oh yes it will and Mother Nature guarantees
Jumped the mountain and touched the sky
Over the sea baby we can fly
When we made love I see the flowers the trees the birds the bees
Last night I touched a dream girl
Touched a dream
You right here with me
Touched a dream
Ohhh ohh oooh a dream
Touched a dream
You fulfill my fantasy oh baby yes you did
Touched a dream
And baby we rewrote the book of love making history yeah yeah
Touched a dream
Girl, you brought my dreams to a reality yeah hey
Last night when you were lying next to me
Touched a dream
You fulfill my fantasy
Touched a dream
Yeah
And baby we rewrote the book of love making history
Touched a dream
Forever I have a dream
A vision of you right there with me
I know you’re my love making queen
Touched a dream
And I am your love making king
Let no man or woman come between
What God has given you and me
Touched a dream
The laws of reciprocity
And give those amorocity (bootlegged from the word amorist)
Provided us with food to eat
Touched a dream
Fills our vacancies but together the perfect chemistry
Forever anniversaries
Touched a dream
You’re the root to my tree, I’m a branch you’re a leaf
The apple carrying my seed
Touched a dream
Fall, winter, summer, spring
That’s why I ain’t gon’ let the devil steal my joy from me cause I done
Touched a dream
Touched a dream
Touched a dream
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Acrostic to Mrs.Prema Kumari
P rema kumari, our dear colleague from Data Centre,
R egards and wishes best, offer we, as you W&A Project/Bangalore enter,
E dging your way from Integral Coach Factory / Perambur /Chennai,
M iss you, sure, all of us, ever will-
A s the association is but long to mill!
K indness to your good nature grilled,
U nalloyed happiness, your heart to be ever filled,
M any, many years of prosperous life to lead—
A romatic sweet souls to bud and flower
R elay we our prayers to that Great Power
I nfiltrating kind thoughts that would resound for ever!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Burning India
Kashmir is as usual suffering
Bihar is flooding
Delhi just got attacked
Ahmadabad received d same few months back
IT is glooming in Bangalore
Riots are happening in Mangalore
Orissa is full of Weather racket
Mumbai turns into bear market
Bengal is swelling with Nano-Singur misery
Noida-gurgaon is busy with rape cases and murder mystery.
If this is how India shines, then where are progressive signs.
Is India really shining? I guess it’s truly burning…
poem by Yashpal Kothari
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The Scattered Dream
There lived a boy in my city,
Who was poor but had big dream,
Of becoming a doctor with dignity,
And his boat was sailing good in stream.
He sat in test and qualified,
For the admission in Bangalore,
He thanked God and was fully satisfied,
Now he dreamt of new ideas explore.
The day came soon, he boarded the train,
Having documents in original to show,
Wind turned cold when it began to rain,
He was happy so he let his emotions grow.
Two unfamiliar men sitting beside him,
Offered him biscuit that looked precious,
Without thinking, he ate them in his whim,
And soon, he became unconscious.
They took away his documents and money,
And got down when next station came,
The boy was robbed in this honey,
He was taken to hospital when police came.
He opened his eyes and began to weep,
All his good efforts became mock,
He often cried when he was asleep,
And all his dreams ended in smoke.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Mother and I wept
Here is the incidence, very true of its kind and, has taken place in my life. In one place mother wept for me and in the second place I wept.Both has no bearing on each other but since it was between mother and son, I thought of it putting it to a general public for view.
I joined Indian Air Force much to the dislike of whole family. My brother was living just 120 km. away from my native place and I was just informed to report to the recruiting office for medical check up and tests. When I reached office, and much to my dismay, it was very brief and we were given clearance and instructed to report to the training centre at Bangalore.
After completion of training at Bangalore, I got posting at capital city of India, New Delhi. After brief stay at Delhi, I was given first leave to visit home town. Mother was so happy to see me alive as if I was never coming back alive to the village. But as days drew nearer and I was to go back to my unit, mother became restless and all the times she used to shed tears in the corner. One I was sleeping in the after noon and suddenly I felt that some wet thing was falling on my forehead. I got up to see that mother was whipping, and when asked, she replied that how I will be doing in the defense set up since no body had gone from our family so far. I too became emotional but still regained the composure and counseled mother. Such was deep love from mother to a son.
Mother died while I was in service. I couldn’t remain present at the funeral ceremony because it almost took 24 hours to reach home and it was custom that dead body was not to be kept beyond certain hours. She was cremated but had unfulfilled desire in her mind. So in the night, she appeared in the dream and asked promise from me not to do at least one thing in whole life. I asked 'why, mom, you want such promise' from me. She replied that as such I was not smoking in my life, so you take vow not to smoke throughout life. Even at the end of the days also, mother remembered that I was non-smoker. I wept continuously and there was no body to wipe my tears.
Both the incidences have no bearing on each other but certain things you realize when person is no more with you. It is pure love and affection that bonds you to gather and you never miss those moments when get time and memory cross your mind.
In today’s time, such warmth and feeling has disappeared altogether. We live in the changed scenario but in my belief still there may be similar cases taking place but not coming to the light.
“Mom, I love you” can only be my tributary words
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Gave Me Love
You gave me time
When no one gave me time of day
You looked deep inside
While the rest of the world looked away
You smiled at me
When there werent just friends everywhere
You gave me love
When nobody gave me a prayer
Thats why I call you savior
Thats why I call you friend
cause you touched my heart
You touched my soul
And helped me start all over again
Thats why I love you jesus
Thats why Ill always care
cause you gave me love
When nobody gave me a prayer
You gave me laughter
After Id cried all my tears
You heard my dreams
While the rest of the world just closed its ears
I looked in your eyes and I found such tenderness there
cause you gave me love
When nobody gave me a prayer
Thats why I call you savior
Thats why I call you friend
cause you touched my heart
You touched my soul
And helped me start all over again
And thats why I love you jesus
Thats why Ill always care
cause you gave me love
When nobody gave me a prayer
Yes he gives us love
When nobody gives us a prayer...
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Somebody Touched Me
(first release, live version portsmouth, england, september 24, 2000traditional, arranged by bob dylan)
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome columbia recording artist bob dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Well, it was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Dance Of The Soul
Shades of Grey, Black and White,
Paint the star studded moonlit night.
Rustlling leaves and waving trees;
Raging winds and subtle sounds.
A song that stirs the mum soul.
A song that breaks the chains of silence!
The soul dances with joy profound,
Throngs helter-skelter,
In the vast emptiness of the night.
In a dimension of its own, still unseen!
A place, the words of this World
Can never comprehend!
A passage to the divine realm itself,
Let the soul proffer
It's dance ceasing never!
Till it becomes,
An entity of Heaven itself!
poem by Vivian Thompson
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I, Believe
I have never seen or touched GOD,
I have never seen or heard the Sea,
I have never seen or touched the wind,
But in them all, I do believe.
I have never seen a Man kill another,
I have never seen a Man that was not free,
I have never seen a Man to die for love,
But in them, I do believe.
Many Souls have often told me
That surely they do not believe,
In something you feel in your heart and soul,
Unless you can touch it, hear it, and then see.
My Soul has no ears, but it does hear,
My heart has no eyes, but it does see,
My brain knows the difference between right and wrong,
So in many things, I whole heartily believe.
I have never seen or tasted prejudice,
I have never seen or touched creed,
I have never seen or heard death,
But in them, I do believe.
I believe in the things that I cannot see,
Though people tell me they do not exist,
For I see in my heart, and hear it in my soul,
And its belief feels like a gentle kiss,
Oh wonderful Child how you I do envy,
To live my life through your dreams,
To believe with my heart and then the soul,
And everything lived and loved as it seemed,
Child with you, I do believe,
Your world is much better than mine,
You feel with your heart and touch with your soul,
And you don't know of hate, envy or lying.
In dreams and wishes I do believe,
In the impossible and extraordinary I do believe,
In a Child's hopes and thoughts I do believe,
And in the belief of beliefs, I shall always believe.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Youth Of 1,000 Summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul. in my soul, in my soul
In my soul. in my soul. in my soul
And he looks so radiant
And he shines like the sun
And he looks so radiant
And he lights up the world
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
Yeah, love it, yeah, love it
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
He's the king of the mountain
And the clear crystal fountain
He's the saint of the river
He's the ancient of days
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
And he makes you go skipping
And he makes you go dancing
And he gets you in rhythm
And he moves you in song
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
Oh, in my soul, in my soul, in my soul
And a sweet bird of youth
In my soul (repeat)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Bridal Eve
GOOD-NIGHT, my Heart, my Heart, good-night--
Oh, good and dear and fair,
With lips of life and eyes of light
And roses in your hair.
To-morrow brings the other crown,
The orange blossoms, Sweet,
And then the rose will be cast down
With lilies at your feet.
But in your soul a garden stands
Where fair the white rose blows--
God, teach my foolish clumsy hands
The way to tend my rose.
That in the white-rose garden still
The lily may bloom fair
God help my heart and soul and will
To keep the lily there.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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These serial bomb blasts
There is something
drastically wrong
somewhere,
something wrong
with the air
we breathe in,
something wrong
with the soil
we walk on,
something wrong
with the education
we receive,
jobs we do
culture we live in
something wrong.
Because I cannot
believe that
serial bomb-blasts
In jubilant Jaipur
beautiful Bangalore
and amiable Ahemadabad
...were deeds of humans.
Tell me I'll believe
Planet earth
has been invaded
by Satanic forces
...descending from nowhere,
.
who rejoice at the
sight of blood
devastation death
of innocent fools
...their crime
..they are simple citizens,
blown into splinters
for being just there
.. that day on the street,
.....when the blasts ocurred..
Tell me which
is that heart
which will not bleed
at the sight of a child
suffering
squealing in Burns ward
that night after the blasts.
But beware
terror-traders
you are pushing the Planet
.....towards a holocaust,
where neither you
nor we stupid fools
will remain to clap or cheer!
****
poem by Chhavi Anupam
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