For everyone
Sky looked naked
As if some one had staked
Claim over vast kingdom
The king might have fled away to return seldom
Not a single movement of cloud
No thunder and absolutely no sound
Sun was blazing at its zenith
No one could forecast what was beneath
The eyes gave way for few tears to be dropped
I was fearful of consequences but had not hoped
Such a calamity in near future to take place
The threat loomed large for entire mankind or race
What would animals do?
How would they come off to go through?
Entire year without green grass or fodder
So much load now rests on our shoulder
The earth has developed cracks
Wells have gone dry and so much is at stake
Vultures may have field day
As dead cattle may be pulled and thrown away
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Rain may not visit beautiful land
Not a blade of grass will be seen on grazing land
The thought itself sends me a shiver and cold
I thought of almighty as only secured fold
For many days I repeated prayers
It might have reached to him through many layers
I am sure He may hear to my pleas for animals
Men may arrange but what may animals wait for arrival?
I heard a big sound in the sky
The black clouds were ready to ply
The thunder made it's presence known
Rain was about to shower of its own
God must have heard it from animal side
We deserve no sympathy from any side
We have gone selfish and deserve none
He is smiling above to look after everyone
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ready For The Rain
Early in the morning, before the daylight
I hear the sound of thunder, comin through in the night
I lie awake and I wonder , where my life is goin
Am I on a road leadin nowhere, theres no way of knowin
cause Ive seen the lightning
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Now Im standin on a mountain, lookin into the sky
I see the clouds come rollin in, water fills my eyes
I dont know whats in the future, no one can say
Dont wanna think about the past, Ive gotta live for today
cause Ive seen the lightnin now
I need to find my own way, while Ive still got time
And Im ready for the rain to fall
cause Ive heard the thunder
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Im ready, ready for the rain
Ive got to rise above it all
And get ready for the rain to fall
Did you ever know someone, who had lost their way
Built their own little kingdom, and just blew it all away
Im not ashamed to admit it, that someone was me
Im gonna look to the future now, cause Ive set myself free
And Ive seen the lightnin
Im gonna set myself free, while Ive still got time
Get ready for the rain to fall
cause Ive heard the thunder
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Im ready, ready for the rain
Ive got to rise above it all
And get ready for the rain to fall, while Ive still got time....
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Foreigner
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Man Gave Names To All The Animals
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to growl,
Big furry paws and he liked to howl,
Great big furry back and furry hair.
Ah, think Ill call it a bear.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled.
He saw milk comin out but he didnt know how.
Ah, think Ill call it a cow.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they werent too short.
It looked like there wasnt nothin that he couldnt pull.
Ah, think Ill call it a bull.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal leavin a muddy trail,
Real dirty face and a curly tail.
He wasnt too small and he wasnt too big.
Ah, think Ill call it a pig.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet,
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep.
Ah, think Ill call it a sheep.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass.
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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The Blade
I am a blade of no ill repute, I'll never slice you, upwards I shoot,
Tall and thin though I am, I'm no animal nor am I a man,
I go where I please, here and there, some places I'm everywhere,
You may cut me, trim me, and pluck me when you're bored,
I claim the hills, the valleys, I claim the ground unscathed by man's wrath,
I am a blade, broad and straight, I'm always early and never too late,
You wage war and spill blood over me, You ruin me and give me life,
I go where I please mostly unhindered, you may fall on me and remain uninjured,
You have all seen me in one place or another for I do not hide, for I am better on either side,
I hold your world together but I am no hero, no one praises me, not one, zero,
Without my kind working together I would die in the simplest weather,
I am a blade strong and true, alone I am useless, nothing to prove,
I remain long after you've gone from this place, I do not boast, this is no race,
Nature will take it's coarse and eventually I will die, more like me will come and shoot for the sky,
The animals of the land bite me and eat me, some animals do so with haste, born anew within their waste,
A field bereft of my presence may seem like desecration, simply the result of a bovine and rumination,
I am the mighty blade by my own decree, I spread across the land as far as you can see,
I'm not trying to rule the world, I'm only being me.
poem by Ruik Caldorn
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Oh Rain Come Agian
Oh rain, oh rain, oh rain
Come again, come again
We are scorching in the summer
Come with sudden thunder
Don't just drizzle
Little and little
But come and pour
Plenty of water
The land is dry
Animals are making cry
Temperature crossed forty five
Bees are coming out of their hive
Without water land is hell
Plants have turned pale
Oh rain. Oh rain
Come again, come again
To turn landscape green
As it ever had been
Oh rain, por water
To make earth greener
More healthier and richer
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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Care for....
Do the animals not care for their new born?
Do we have to look towards them and turn?
Is it the domain reserved for only mankind?
So many questions hunted mind with no solution
Every moment the animals look around
Shift the place frequently as long as it is not found
Safety is the only concern and threatened from mankind
They kill wantonly and hunt after them as blind
Animals look pathetically for their young and inexperienced
At given time and occasion they are easily silenced
Either with gun shots or with false dug holes
Life is at risk and threatened for all
We wish human beings for well being in New Year
Let our existence be not threatened and cry fall on deaf ears
We are no threat to anybody but survive on good will
What will they get in return after we are being killed?
I have seen anxieties in those eyes
The wish before death and escape try
All attempts in to failure with loss of life
If caught hut then simple end with an edge of sharp knife
Lord has spared life for all
We all need to pray for lovely call
Let animals do have natural habitat
Secured place and safety with hideout
How do people react with loss of dear ones?
Animals are not thought over or spared by anyone
Let us consider their right to wonder on this beautiful land
They are our companion and very close associate or friend
God has given same feeling of compassion
They have attachment, feelings and obsession
Do we observe ever how much they care for their mats?
They never allow them to go away and consider inseparable part
We celebrate holy festivals once in year
Pray for safety and ask pardon with fear
We fear something unpleasant should never happen
Let us silently pray for it not to happen to any one even
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rain Drops
Here comes the grey clouds
rolling in,
Spreading rain all over the
town.
Rain drops help to moisten
the earth's beautiful green
grass.
Sidewalks once dusty are
washed and cleaned.
Rivers and lakes are given
plenty more water.
Fishes swim around happy
beneath the rain drops,
creating millions of ripples
upon the water.
Flowers and plants no longer
Thirst,
Even trees and bushes seem
to dance after a good drink
of water,
Animals get their fill of
water too.
Just Like a shower,
Rain drops clean and
cleanse everything,
Leaving the earth refreshed
and renewed.
After the storm has passed,
The sun shines spreading its
warmth.
Rain drops that are left behind
on Flowers, plants, trees and
grass,
It is like heaven for many insects
to fill their thirsty little
mouths.
Without clouds we would have no
rain drops,
Without rain drops everything would
never be the same.
poem by Derek James
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Animals
I know what I need I need you
I cant see nothin else all I can see is you
I dont care what they say about my state of mind
I know whats good for me and you are just my kind
We are animals we are animals we are animals we are animals
I know what I want I want you
Shed your cloths forget your codes
You know this is nothing new
I smell your scent I taste your sweat
I feel this passion too
Lets trust our senses not our minds
Lets break all the rules
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
Come with me run with me leave this world behind
Come to me come with me I know that we will find
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music
song performed by by Nazareth
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I Wonder Where My Lions Are?
I wonder where my lions are?
I wonder where my lions are?
I wonder where my lions are?
They are safe running in heaven in that beautiful park that God own in Heaven together with the other animals
Also in heaven they are protected by God
Because God doesn't allow any hunters in heaven
Like here on the earth
But there is no animal cruelty in heaven
But the place that have animal cruelty is on the earth
The people that lives in heaven are more educated than on the earth
The people in heaven respect the animals in heaven
The people on earth don't respect the animals on the earth
The people in heaven have a lot of love for the animals
The people on the earth don't seem to have any love for the animals
Even when I sleep I dream of heaven and I see the lions and other Animals
Living free in the park
And I must say that the park in heaven that God made is beautiful
But at the same time I thank God for giving the animals a beautiful Home
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Giraffes: The Gentle Giants
One of my most favourite animals on this Earth, is a gentle giant – the giraffe;
But did you know that some people are killing them just for a so-called ‘laugh’?
These creatures, with their crazy-paving patterned coats of caramel and cream,
Are amongst the most marvellous and majestic, which this entire world has seen.
There was a time when they roamed around the African bush, wild and free,
But recently things have changed, and are now no longer as they used to be.
Rather than leaving them alone, to live out their lives in relative peace,
People are shooting them dead, and, sadly, this trend is on the increase.
Blessed with a long, tall, slender neck, and large, dark, gentle eyes,
Above the rest of living creatures, their noble heads elegantly rise.
Giraffes make an amazing ‘musical fluttering sound’, so I have read,
But their call will dwindle and die, and we’ll just have silence instead.
Their lifeless bodies seem to be seen as some kind of sickening prize,
By heartless hunters who only see a blaze of glory before their eyes.
If only animals and humans could live in harmony upon this great earth;
If only we all lived together, side by side, and valued each other’s worth.
On this earth, all living creatures have earned their rightful place,
So why should a sense of superiority be given to the human race?
Man won’t feel happy and fulfilled till we’re the only race alive,
But what gives us any right to be the only race that will survive?
The world is more than big enough, for animals and humans to share,
But at this rate, more and more animals are becoming extremely rare.
Giraffes don’t invade our lives, so why should we invade theirs?
For human presence, in their habitat, they really don’t much care.
The killers are often pictured with their prey in a ‘photo opportunity’.
We need to stop these needless killings; we need to stop this lunacy.
These callous killers need to be caught, and justice needs to be done,
Before the numbers of giraffe on Earth, dwindles down to a lonely one.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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How And Why
It was mid afternoon and not a cloud in the sky
The wind started acting up
I couldn’t understand why.
Then the rain started coming down
Heavy as can be
But it was only raining upon me.
twenty feet all around, outside of that
Not a dropp to be found.
How is this possible?
Is it that I’m dreaming?
And in my dream, this is what I’m seeing?
I looked up and down the street
And the cars were all dry.
I looked up again and the sky was clear blue
I just stood there not knowing what to do.
I felt someone or some thing touch my shoulder
And I spun completely around
But there was no one to be found.
I looked around again and the rain
Was still coming down
Then I heard a voice, an unfamiliar sound.
I have heard you, when you was praying at night
That you asked to bless all children
When ever in sight.
The children are blessed every second
Of every day, but your prayers
Help them, as they go on their way.
So continue your prayers and
Get the message To all mankind:
They are killing the earth
And there’s no reason why.
poem by Louis Rams
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Previously Intellingent Mammals
There are some animals
that they grow up very slow.
They believe that this world
is made and turns only around them.
That the joy and happiness
must be the only purpose of their life.
That if they want to survive
they must exterminate all the other animals.
That the life is very short
and unique to be somebody patient.
There are some animals that don't
accept death as a part of their life.
Some of them wish to be another animal
A stronger animal, more clever, better looking.
There are some animals
that they live very different
from all the other animals
Call them.....................man.
poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis
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Little thing
The sky was overcast with clouds
The movement was making heavy sound
As if the rain god had come out for round
To attack the earth from all direction on ground
Every year same scene is repeated
We are caught unaware and cheated
In real sense we are defeated
But alas! It is with joy that we have always awaited
In defeat we have joy and happiness
There is bright shine on everybody's face
What a relief from tyrant summer?
Cry from birds when it has turned cooler
Nature has two kinds of eyes
One always ready for destruction and tries
Another for spreading love and prosperity
A mission with special message from almighty
Miles of land come up with green carpet
No one can afford if that comes little late
Millions of lives take slow breathe and enjoy
Pray the rain god for mercy and not to annoy
I see it happen every year
Lot of sound tries to tear apart ears
Yet there is no worry or fear
No one prays for sky to clear
Millions more come to life again
Make their presence known and walk in chain
Some of them have existence for hours
As if they are on earth for simple tour
Yes it is life all over with good hope
There can't be any break or stop
God has granted special lease to visit earth
Making it known that certainty is death
Live on earth for whatever period is granted
Pray in his praise with hymns chanted
Spread his message of love and expect nothing
There is always in store for little thing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pink Clouds Never Rain
I have never see a pink cloud rain before.
I have only seen a magenta bolt of lightening try to strike my heart, and
Aqua tears trickling from my dazzled misty eyes, down my
Flushed and lonesome cheek, though
I have never see a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have seen spotted purple snakes crawling up my bedroom walls, and
Transparent bubbles filled with dreams floating before my very eyes, though,
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, though
I have seen a reddish sun cast shadows down upon a tortuous, rippling river;
I have seen tears cascading down a sloping hill, and
Gulls flapping their gentle, feathered wings atop some cragged cliffs, although
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although
I have heard eerie and commanding thoughts and voices
That no one else could hear.
I have had disturbing, stabbing thoughts that have injured me inside, though
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although
I have slid down an icy mountainside on a very sunny night.
I have wept a sea of deep blue and purple tears, though
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never heard thunder clap behind a rosy cloud, or seen
Tears fall from heaven or have heard angels singing.
I have had morbid thoughts of loss, death and suicide,
While thunder clapped, and
These pink clouds could not rain.
Perhaps someday I shall see a pink cloud rain upon a
Magnificent world, which I have created for myself,
Where tall green and golden reeds are surrounded by swirling water pools, and
A hallucinogenic sun sets behind high and mighty mountains-
And there, people would be trustworthy and true to heart.
No, I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although,
I have seen almost everything there is to see-
Some good sights and some bad-
I have heard some screaming voices echo in my mind, although,
Some quiet ones as well.
I have seen some orange and, pinkish sunsets, and mirages in
The fortress of my own mind, however-
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, and
I have never seen a pink cloud weep before….
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Rome and Juliet
I rose from the bed and looked so sound
As if I was king of Rome and Juliet was around
I had sense of fulfillment with catch of precious jewel
It was not horrified but sweetest story to tell
I had ventured in another kingdom
I never thought of it and prefer seldom
I had heard many stories of fairy tales
The beautiful women were kept in captives and on sales
As the caravans marched on, there was hectic movement
The streets were full and presented quite amusement
My eyes were searching for only ladies kept in captivity
I had heard about their beauty and of fine quality
Though I was dressed in simple attire
Many joked on me with satire
What was I searching in this flash market?
I was just memorizing the good lines from the sonnet
Who would be my dream queen offered on sale?
I looked around anxiously with face almost pale
The worry lines crossed brazen face with anxiety
I could find no revealing face with variety
The long shout drew my attention
My eyes were pulled in that direction
There was prize tag on woman’s face
No one was able to pick the prize for race
I was almost stunned to find dream queen
She was almost there for whom I was so keen
Yes, she was the same adored and preserved
I had thought of her, desired and fully deserved
I put highest bidding prize beyond anybody’s reach
It was double combined to all of them each
She was almost mine now and adore the crown
I sensed the honor and felt the pride of own
It is dreamland where all meet with preferential treatment
All are found around to make the beautiful movement
You are the king and everything move as per your desire
All courtesans and servants stand in queue to admire
Such is fallacy in one’s own kingdom
You have no restriction and full freedom
Your word is law and strictly binding
There is seldom any excuse finding
What makes person in real life to dream?
Few troubled moments take him to swim
It takes him to different land for finding the solution
It is state of weak mind which lacks the firm resolution
I was still in king’s role with beautiful queen
Morning was very pleasant and all were happily seen
I sense trouble the moment to find in real world
I was to be no where in palace and developed the cold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A prayer for rain
We prayed rain God to shower freely
We gladly invited and extended willingly
It was now his turn to come down heavily
We wanted to enjoy the rain drops merrily
The earth had dried up and developed big cracks
The surface looked barren with loosing some tracks
It looked as if some had deserted and left behind
No sign of life over vast lands and nothing to find
We had witnessed long dry seasons every year
There used to be rain fall shortage leading to fear
Cattle had no grass to graze with no means to quench the thrust
The good rainfall was desired and needed almost
As the luck would have it, it rained alarmingly
The dark clouds were thundering and rained smilingly
For hours together there will be constant down pour
We were confined indoors and feeling very bore
For few days it was enjoyable and looked pleasant
We may notice free movement of different insects and ants
They had their own needs and wants
We were happy to receive it with thanks
Soon we were to be put in lot of troubles
It was heavily flooding and creating problems
There was no respite and stayed as long spell
It was impacted all over with miseries only to tell
The life is completely paralyzed with complete stand off
No movement of traffic and everything at grinding halt
We had prayed for reasonably good fall
It has resulted in to many deaths by collapsing the walls
We wish to pray again for immediate halt
It is appeal from heart to stop the assault
We want it to stop and come to our rescue
We have received the rain which was due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Grass stands tall! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
How do raindrops balance on grass blades?
It seemed like stars had descended on glade.
Startled, I watched standing by a lamppost.
Undeterred by clouds, and earth played host.
Overnight the grass had gained inches in height.
I sat and looked despite mosquito bites.
You would have said if you were by my side,
They have tears of joy glistening in eyes.
Does grass have feelings, eyes and ears?
Could it be… music of rain it can hear?
Raindrops, tears or stars… whatever you name,
All I know is we have talked and shared.
For on that moonless, still, cloudy night,
I simply forgot whatever was on my mind.
I bent down, and am sure heard it whisper,
Oh yes, I have no doubt grass can speak and hear.
When I woke up after a fitful, disturbed night,
And wandered out, I was aghast at the sight.
Grass was quiet yet dignified; it had been run over.
By a merciless, noisy and rusty lawn mower.
The stubble reminded of an unshaven face.
, Stoic, no trace of grief or need for solace.
A couple of days later gardener stood exasperated.
Grass laughed and stood tall, wet and animated.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Dinka, the good neighbours
Are the most peace-loving lions
Are the most war-loving lions
On the globe in past, present and future
If you’ are more peaceful animals
They are the most peaceful animals
If you more warlike animals
They are the most warlike animals
They love Caucasians, Negroes and Mongolians
But they hate cattle rushers of any race
They love all others animals
But they hate cattle eating animals
They love war like men love women
They hate war like mankind hate
Hunger/diseases/ thirsty
If you provocate /declare war on
They dance to the tune of the song
They don’t forget for million years
About a grudge/ war
Grudge doesn’t finish in their mind
War doesn’t woodworm
Children are borne for grudge
Be peaceful to them and they will be peaceful to you
Be violent to them and they will be violent to you
They like joking sport spears and run game with buffaloes, elephants etc.
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Hope never gave away
Many times
Clouds came and went away
Hope never gave away
Clouds dark and Black
Have come again today
Looming on the sky above
Lightening struck,
With full thunder
The farmer below
Looked at the sky
Tears flowing from the eyes
Praying to God
Bring the rain down
His crops were dying
Without rain
Few shall survive
Famine shall treat
Man, animal alike
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Music Of The Thunder
Music of the thunder is sweet
To our ears indeed a great treat!
Rhyme and rhythm, you can find and hear
Evanescence of life seen here!
Early in the morning a joy
In the nature's hand a nice toy!
Withered trees, parched land scene of woe
Starved people, dying cattle - oh!
Nature played music of thunder
Accompanied by great wonder!
Streak of lightning, lashings of rain
Swelling of streams and rivers main!
Melody of thunder and rain
Great reliever of farmers' pain!
Sans water the world exists not
All living beings on earth rot!
Thunder hurts me not, nor a threat
Indeed a music - nature's pet!
I love nature, I love thunder
What a great nature-made wonder!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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They wait for the next day to dawn
Dark clouds assembled in the sky,
Peacocks enthused and happy,
The flow from waterfall makes shower noisy;
The crystal clear feathers of bees
Ringing with reverberating noises
Around the flowers in the bushy plants;
The shining early sun-rays fall on hills and lands
Make them green and enchanting everybody's minds
Recollecting their past happiest days;
The grazing cows and calves happily munching grasses
The men who controls the animals singing and chatting
Return to their shelter in the evening;
The animals chew and dream for the sunrise
The men ate supper, went to sleep peacefully,
Anxiously they wait for the next day to dawn.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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