Little quiet
BE POET BUT LITTLE QUIET
BE LAZY BUT REMAIN BUSY
DON'T BECOME SAD BUT BE ALWAYS GLAD
AS YOU SMILE THE WORLD WILL FOLLOW YOU FOR A WHILE
YOU GOT TO WALK AN EXTRA MILE
AS YOUR IDEAS SHOULD NOT REMAIN ONLY IN FILE
YOUR PEN MUST INCITE THE CROWD
AS YOUR VOICE IS HEARD CLEAR AND LOUD
WHO SAYS PEN DOESN’T STRIKE?
REACH THE SKY IN FORM OF KITE
READ THE MESSAGE INCRIBED WITH INK
ESTABLISH THE CONTACT WITH IMFORMIDABLE LINK
LOVE TO LIVE WITH IDEAS AND PROPAGATE
AS IT WILL BE YOUR CHANCE TO STATE
DON’T HASTE FOR ANY OF ACTION
ELSE UT MAY INVIATE HOSTILE REACTION
SEE TO IT THAT YOU ARE OF IMMENSE STRENGTH
WORK AND IDEAS ARE WORKING ON SAME WAVE LENGTH
NO INFLUENCE TAKES YOU OVER AND CARRIED FAR
YOU ARE SUPOOSED TO BE BECOE SHINING STAR
TWINKLE IN SKY AND SIMPLY SMILE
YOUR WORK MAY SPEAK NOT FOR WHILE
IT MAY LEAVE BEHIND USEFUL TALE
LIFE STORY MAY BE SUCCESS AND NOT FAILED
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The link between ideas and action is rarely direct. There is almost always an intermediate step in which the idea is overcome. De Tocqueville points out that it is at times when passions start to govern human affairs that ideas are most obviously translated into political action. The translation of ideas into action is usually in the hands of people least likely to follow rational motives. Hence, it is that action is often the nemesis of ideas, and sometimes of the men who formulate them. One of the marks of the truly vigorous society is the ability to dispense with passion as a midwife of action - the ability to pass directly from thought to action.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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You dear
I believe in you dear
You are no less than sear
You are my divine idol
Yet I love you and call
No bones or flash that appeal
Such ideas I always repeal
It is eternal feeling and wish
Without you it is completely unfinished
You showed me your affection
That speaks of your intent and honest action
What have I to offer as reaction?
When I have regard for you with satisfaction
Day and night you are with me
All my actions speak clear and are free
I sit under the vast and big tree
All my ideas escape from mind and flee
I travel all along with your memory
It enthralls me but never causes regret or sorry
I shall forever remain your only soul
We are two but in facts a single soul
What all you did to me in person?
Complete world was brought with reasons
You were my destiny and I longed
Took correct decision and never wronged
Blood flow in veins with warmth and attachment
It makes me to sink with heavy moments
I remain their in your broad arms with care
No one might have attempted or dared
How can I be the careless creature?
When you the only one in world as my future
May be you are not bodily available
Yet your picture stares me on the table
I feel each pulse of your heart
Almighty has placed inside as kind art
You speak little but convey in abundance
As if sea has widened its presence
I would love to last long
Wish that everything goes smooth and not wrong
You will be there for me as shining star
I shall watch and smile at from very far
Hearts two but soul one
Each breath and wish for someone
Shall cause no trouble or affect anyone
Should be blessed by all and cause worry to none
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple message
I wanted my message to be loud and heard
I wanted to be free from bondage as bird
Until the time I was unaware of vast sky
I pondered over the prison and asked why?
How one can remain prisoner of his own and consent?
Why he would not like to come out and live in present?
In life one can have limited goal and do only small things
For big things you must have strong resolve and powerful wings
It is your feeble body and weak determination that stops you from performing
You have will power to do but you feel downwards from informing
It makes you to draw steps back and remain for a moment too hesitant
You lack the courage and fail to come out with steps so urgent or instant
Everybody wants fame and name associated with his work
He will take all the steps not to fall back from it or shirk
It is do or die situation that will compel him to rise to the occasion
He will try to be honest and dedicated to his work with passion
Kind words will not be short and easy to speak
Only strong can speak it and not the weak
You can’t just show off or play the trick
You must keep love in one hand and on another stick
Convey love with smile and sweetness in words
It is liked by HIM and has he blessings from the lords
It may be just beginning of love and will matter most
It may reward you in the end without meeting any cost
Let us not confine our selves in only raising the funds
God may favor us by giving it in abundance
It is we who fail to understand the clear message
There is clear way ahead with smooth passage
Your voice may not be heard and lost in oblivion
You may have different approach with different opinion
Still you may need magical charisma to reach to the hearts of people
It may be made easy for you and you will e in position or able
How would you face the world as defeated soldier?
How will you’re your self as crisis manager?
Will it not go in history as natural consequence?
They follow the natural route and come in sequences
Let it remain as unsolved mystery
It may create its own history
As a humble man you have done your best
Let your work speak itself and prove the test
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A birth of poet
Has any one thought over?
Almighty has given gift to him or her
How does the ideas emanate from void mind?
Music in action and feelings very kind
The ideas to role out for vicious world
Happiness and joy for all to hold
Can poetry exist without impetus?
The writer can exist by his status
God might have given special third sense
Free flow of thoughts even without being tense
This is how the journey has begun with birth of poet
Love to all in his imagery world and keep quiet
He does nothing special for performance
He certainly weighs facts at once
Leaving all worries for the common cause
Forgetting for self and think what he was?
This is how he has come in to being
World at his feet without being called a king
What makes water to fall in from of raining?
It doesn’t require any guidance or proper training
His heart pains for others agony
H doesn’t work it for gain or money
He has the mighty thoughts to work as key
No slavery in his world and to make all free
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stalk Of Wheat
I went for a walk on a stalk, on a stalk of wheat
And it felt like a trillion feet
I was looking for a friend at the end, at the end of the line
And it took me till the end of time
I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
I was all out of money like a bunny that's broke
I was all out of work like a jerk who's a joke
And I was out of ideas, like I is, like I is,
Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas...of ideas
I once had a dream of a gleam, of a gleam in my eye
And I'll have it till the day I die
I had a thought bubble of trouble, of trouble and strife
And I'll have it for the rest of my life
I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
I was all out of money like a bunny that's broke
I was all out of work like a jerk who's a joke
And I was out of ideas like I is, like I is,
Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas...of ideas...of ideas...of ideas
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Ideas For Walls
So many things in my head, Ive always had them before
No reason to be upset, theyre just ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Like putting paint on my feet & walking sideways in rows
My walls could be so complete, complete with patterns of toes
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing the left side, right side, which is the right side
Now-ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
A little m for the mirror, a double u for the wall
To make things perfectly clear, a great big h in the hall
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Is everybody confused? (no) Im making no sense at all
You want a room with a view you need ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing inside, outside, outside, right side
Inside, outside, which is the right side
Now -- ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas
Theyre just ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Smile
Life may not stop for a while
If you walk with me for an extra mile
Sweet talk with fragrance and smile
Unique and gorgeous with different style
It leads me to believe in different way
Can beautiful smile shine the ray?
Can this not help us to usher in peace?
Lead life peacefully without unrest and at ease
Smile can make thousands of flowers to boom
As children roar with laughter in room
It is precious gift from the God to us
Grab the opportunity before you miss the bus
Big empires were saved from disintegration
Queen’s beautiful smile facilitated amalgamation
Saved from so much from bloodshed and annihilation
Smile has got direct bearing on life with relation
One beautiful smile can make person to think twice
Bachelors may dream it with desire before demise
Killer’s heart can be changed with kind smile
Without any change secrets will remain only in file
Let whole world benefit out of it
Hope and expectations emerge and lamp is lit
If thousand of lives can be spared with simple reason?
Then why do we need autumn and spring season?
Why smile plays important and crucial role?
It doesn’t sever the relation or make hole
We should strive hard to follow and maintain
Can peace message be spread and hatred contained?
Life may be hell if you live with stress
Good smile may force you to confess
It can lead to happy union with purpose
If smile is offered with beautiful rose
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ideas must be put to the test. That's why we make things, otherwise they would be no more than ideas. There is often a huge difference between an idea and its realisation. I've had what I thought were great ideas that just didn't work.
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Success
Success lies beneath the popular support
If you maintain contacts and good rapport
It will be great encouragement and strength
If maintained on same wavelength
What amounts to failure or success?
When you fail to have full access
Relentless efforts with continuous zeal
It will mark a” finish” with final seal
It makes very great difference?
If you fail to draw correct inference
You must heed and pay to an expert advice
When something fails as mechanical device
United we stand and divided we fall
If you not wake up and not heed to call
You can swim against rising waves
With resolute action ways may pave
People will be frustrated and annoyed
If message is not be properly conveyed
Close your hand and it will form strength
People will follow it with same good length
Young may have to sacrifice and die
Not to give way and not simply lie
It is need of an hour and must rise to occasion
Not to wait for chance or battle for succession
More you work in peace time than less you may bleed
Success may touch your feet and you may succeed
Why not take chance and work for peace?
Life may be normal and you may leave at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's really clear to me that you can't hang onto something longer than its time. Ideas lose certain freshness, ideas have a shelf life, and sometimes they have to be replaced by other ideas.
quote by Alan Alda
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Poet's Heart
A poem is like a wild rose
Your ideas bloom into something as it grows
Some your ideas flow clear and beautiful like a song
And sometimes those thoughts turn into sadness about things that go wrong
But the most important things to remember is where those ideas start.
And that is from a Poet's Heart
poem by Frank Pulver
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Carried Away
(barry gibb/albhy galuten)
There you are
Shiny as a morning star
Its a figure of speech
But youre still out of reach
You never told me loving you could be so wrong and right
And its gonna be a lonely night
I turn to you
You turn away
Youre looking at someone else
And here am i
Loving you more and more
Weve got an open door, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Cest la vie
So you wanna play another part
Can you say goodbye
Can you live a lie
Shell never give you what I gave you was my breaking heart
Better than I ever knew
And if you can live without my love
Youre really gonna be alone
And here am i
Walking against the crowd
Calling your name out loud, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Carried away
Baby there aint no final word
Ill be yours again
I got a world of tenderness
Yours until the end
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Twinkle
Twinkle twinkle little star
How did you ever get so far
From where I thought that you would be?
Shining with joy, ever so brilliantly
Don’t ever fall from grace
Because I would only wish you back
Right back to your rightful place
Twinkle twinkle little star
I most certainly know who you are
And just who you might be
But for now I admire how you shine so brightly
Because I cannot touch you
For it is just not the time
So I reach out instead in this childish rhyme
Twinkle twinkle, my shooting star
Sear me with your heat, leave a scar
So that if you should disappear
I would always remember that I once had you here
In the palm of my hand
But your warmth is too much to bear
That’s why its from afar I stand
Twinkle twinkle my little star
Esta estrella que no deseo apagar
Because you must shine in spite of yourself
Vibrantly shimmering despite what’s left
No matter if this star I ever attain
I will forever cherish its presence
Because from it something I gained
Twinkle twinkle my precious star
I’m so glad I know just who you are
Up above my world so high
More beautiful than a diamond caught in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little star
Oh how I love just who you are
~Rakeem 'voiceNpoetry' Person (6-27-08)
poem by Rakeem Person
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Clean slate
Life is like clean slate
Completes run with soul mate
You have to inscribe and state
Good and bad experience to relate
If you add sugar, it becomes sweet
Relation grow if you smile and greet
Happy welcome whenever you meet
Bowing head to elders when you touch the feet
With hello and smile
Anger melts for while
Embrace with open hands
Positive signal it sends
Nothings remain forever and permanent
Life needs happiness and contentment
Should be and enjoyed and lived at full length
Joy from within will give full strength
Neither it is important how much you lived
Nor may be counted how much you dived
Did you find a diamond or pearls from deep sea?
Did you live honourably ……………….
Many may be borne and perish
Life may just start and finish
Chances for success always diminish
If you don’t have promises or good wish
Live life king size and perform things well
Never make life a living hell,
Don’t leave behind bad story to tell
come out with clear with aim to spell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don’t Try to Live So Wise
Don’t try to make me down
Because I’m just a dreamer
The world will never follow
Any single of illusion
It’s useless, it’s false
It’s what you told
Bird flies to the nest where
They suppose to be but where do I
Find my place to live my dream
In this storm
Won’t you want to laugh
Won’t you want to shout
Won’t you want to speak
Everything that you thought
Won’t you want to hope
Won’t you want to hold
Won’t you wish to get
Everything that you ask
Don’t try to live in fake for
Somebody else’s life
You hide the lie that grows bigger
But you know that
It’s painful, suffocate,
It drown you slow
You fight to fit everybody’s
Perfection but then you forget
The simplest way to be honest
To yourself
Won’t you want be strong
Won’t you raise and meet my eyes
Won’t you want to be the real you
Without fear
Won’t you want to reach
Won’t you want to find the way
Won’t you want to do
What your heart whispers for nights
Don’t try to bring this world
In your tiny window and remember
The glory and gold are
Dust in your eyes, someday
It will dry, it will gone
It left you alone
For what you busy work
Every minute but when you go home
There’s nobody to greet you
Welcome
Won’t you want be happy
Won’t you want somebody
Won’t you want to rest
In the arms of love
Won’t you want to cry
Won’t you now wonder how
Won’t you feel the wind
Has already blown the answer
Will you keep what is precious for you
Will you need me as much as I do
Will you take my hand
And together again
We will voice it out loud to wide sky
Won’t you want to smile
In every single mile
Won’t you want to sing
Aloud in the crowd
Won’t you want to kiss
Of every honey lips
Won’t you want to pour
Your love in the air
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Your Ideas Of War
Your ideas of war and war heroes are your own and that's okay with me
But when you tell me war leads to peace with you I can't agree
Bad feelings between people who have been to war for years and years remain
In war as well as the needless loss of life friends you don't ever gain
Even for the so called winners of the war the price is huge to pay
And yet of war and rumours of war we read and hear of every day
Millions have died or have been injured in wars and in war only heartbreak
And far too many people fail to realize that war is a huge mistake
When you say that war is not a bad thing in that you are not alone
But let the one who is free of sin be the first to cast the stone
That you are entitled to your point of view with me is quite okay
Though I for one do not agree with what you have to say
Of war and your ideas on it which to all you like to make known
And though your ideas are different to mine like 'tis said to each their own.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Hell In Deep Freeze
Only freedom of ideas is real, bondage simply is
a bondage of ideas because our IDEAS form our
reality - I am afraid I have run out of ideas today -
sitting here in the armoury where all is bound and
chained to their perceptions, limitation is the only
concept we know, limited to this time and space,
limited to saudade, nostalgia, wishing for peace
and contentment when hell is in deep freeze, my
head is burning with my soul smouldering in the
depths of Purgatory, longing for the oblivion of
sleep to melt the stone in my heart and give me
the strength to laugh at myself, looking such an
absurd, tragi-comic figure as a dwarf standing
at attention with an expressionless face just
as I learnt from studying Sam Vimes
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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I've been Hacked! ! !
i've been hacked, hacked
cut, cutting
my gentle words
my kind heart
HE cut my fingers my ideas too
in a crowd of sad poets
Made me me in pieces
try to speak for me
For some
For all of us! !
He has no ideas to cut
He has no talent to cut
He has only a hacked soul
he does not know what love is
And LOVE is our task
Because Poet we are! ! !
Shard of blurry glass he is
Shard of limpid crystal we are! ! !
poem by Mirna Morgan
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The Power of Ideas
The power of ideas are immeasurable
They are the hidden treasures which lies
Deep within each and everyone of us
When we take the time to mind them we will find
That they are more precious than diamonds
Ideas which may seem insignificant
Has tremendous power within them
They are the genesis the initiation the foundation
Of all invention and everything which
Is created by humankind
The power of ideas are immeasurable
They have got the power to move mountains
To overcome any obstacle and to make
The seemingly impossible possible
Ideas are the levers which moves and the axis
On which the world revolves
The power of ideas are immeasurable
The power of ideas...
poem by Anthony Shurland Phillander
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