My illusions
Thousands of thoughts rise in mind at a time
It compels me to think seriously sometimes
It may not relevance as of now or today
But I can’t keep aloof from it and go away
I look at vast sea line and think of its deepness
How blue water in it reflect my simple face?
Big and small fishes run here and there
They face no hurdles or problems anywhere
Who can reason out the waves reaching at the shore?
Why do they separately dash against it and try more?
They seems to be in hurry to unite and show the strength
The waves may rise high and low with varying length
I think of vast blue and hollow sky
How it hangs without support and also why?
What keeps it in to spread with vast horizon?
No conclusion can be arrived or simply be drawn
Now we have different varieties of flowers
They are cross bedded and altered
Not original fragrance might have lost
But nothing more is left to trust
I rarely believe in speculation
Yes some propaganda is put deliberately in circulation
I may not really know about it and only wonder
I can stand under the sky and wait for clouds to thunder
What I want to know is not the mystery
It is also not needed to know complete history
As an intellectual you may have fascination for more knowledge
You want something to be written on blank page
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Night Of the Sea Shore
My above is a vast dark blue sky
It is full of diamond like shining twinkling stars.
The light of the moonlit the whole sea shore
And in front of me
It is the beautiful deep blue sea.
The waves are like children who are playing
In a vast ground made of water.
The beautiful sound of the tide
In the quiet sea shore
The slight and sweet breeze, which is blowing quietly.
These are the things which happens in a night
Near a quiet sea shore..
poem by Anisha Laskar
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I Must Stay
I am coming out of youth
The wind is blowing from south
I smell its fragrance and enjoy
Dream about world with enormous joy
The sea is posing me formidable challenge
I think that I shall be able to manage
I am unable to measure its deepness
But of course it may be stiff challenge to face
I can see no end as vision gets blurred
It doesn't reach far end when shared
Only blue waters reflect sun shine
That reminds me of very much tough time
I have no means to cross
Yet with many ideas to suppose
I have an aim to venture over waves
Even with no available means to dare
I am briefed about vast treasure beneath
But how to explore even at the cost of death!
Sea may not allow me to reach at the bottom
It might have been tried sever times but successful seldom
I never get disheartened
As so far nothing has threatened
I am of the firm opinion with strong wish
The sea is meant for me and I must reach
I have small boat to sail
With no gadgets to get help if on the way failed
No directional help except with flow of wind
I am still hopeful of many things to find
I may be lost on the way
I may be even drifted away
Still I hold the hope of bright ray
Life is meant for me and I must stay
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Beauti Of Sorrow
Beauti of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
conceptually multiplied
virtually personified
politically religified
perceptually cubified
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
life is a beauty
living our prize
to share them our duty*
effects all our lives*
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
running reel of thoughts
projection of the mind
independent performing plots
and a function to define
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
many a different beauties
shine in a single sorrow
many a different evenings
raise a plethora of tomorrows
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
contemplation of all thats left
the final mystery announced
a souls a speck of a black hole's death
so evil, and good renounce
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
sorrow isn't knowing now
knowing hurts so much
hurt is hope that holds you down
ego is a common crutch
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
*Changed Line From:
[to share it our duty-original-2.26.10]
[the purpose of our lives-original-2.26.10]
poem by Tim caffery
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The Song of Midnight Love...
I left away that city,
And just walked to this place,
What a midnight of despair,
Walking alone on the beach,
The vast ocean roared in silence,
It extended miles away,
And away are those stars twinkling in dark,
I know you are asleep by now,
But not today,
You are smiling to yourself,
Remember,
Those rains when we cuddled together,
And got drenched,
You are awake,
Get up,
Open your window,
You see the same moon,
Feel the same breeze,
Now you will wash your face,
To hide,
The running tear,
I know you want to erase me,
And our memories,
And me,
I am left aloof,
Aloof with your written name in the sand,
These waves will wash it though,
And then,
I will be left alone,
Alone in the dark heart...
poem by Vikrant Jog
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Sonnet: Three-in-one sea-watching
His elder sister, himself and pet-dog
–upon the beach, the three of them standing
Are silently immersed in sea-watching
–a spectacle so awesome despite fog!
The horizon is visible yonder;
The vast expanse of sea is mind-blowing!
Some men in boats are found to be rowing;
Some giant waves rise with noise like thunder!
The sea-water is seen with silver sheen;
The froth moves to and fro, kissing the sand;
The mammoth, majestic sea dwarfs the land;
And, no one knows, how long here, they have been!
Time flies and yet stands still, seeing the sea;
The triune stand engrossed in harmony!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-08-08
poem by John Celes
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Moody sky Sensitive sea
the moods of sky
the quirks of sea
The sky with its emotions
how the sensitive sea reflects?
The sky is all to itself
immersed in loneliness
so clear with thoughts
Blue without the blues
The sea is now blue
the silent waves rubbing the shores
watching the lonely sky
reaching out to it on the horizon
Soldiers of war, the dark black clouds
covering the blue sky
colouring the blue sea black
darkness rules!
The clouds so near, engulfing the sea
loud and stormy
ferocious waves
All in black, All in black!
poem by Sudarkodi Nagarethinam
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To A Young Man On His Maiden Voyage At Poetry
i am confronted with a very long
and wide shore
filled with sands and pebbles
though the waves are gentle
and the clouds so blue
and the far horizon as peaceful
like a line drawn by a pen
on a piece of yellow paper
everything seems very familiar
nothing new
except you little blue bird
chirping and i am amazed
you are more beautiful
than the rest.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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638. Be a sea! 070211
Oh mind!
Become a swelling vast ocean
On shore all dead are thrown
Out all garbage are flung
No dirt is kept for a long
Oh mind!
Become a swelling deep ocean
Though giant whales jump and leap
Though great waves frighten to sweep
Limitless water remains inside its coast
Oh mind!
Become a swelling blue ocean
Though gigantic titanics tear its surface
There is no scar in its marvelous face
Its merry waves dance in mystic bliss
Oh mind!
Become a swelling profound ocean
Though volcanoes burst inside
It never burns out eternal water
No pain is displayed outside
Oh mind!
Be a sea! Don’t be perturbed
By trivial words from persons petty
Be a sea! Don’t be disturbed
By daily episodes of this life dreamy! -- 070211
poem by Raman Savithiri
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Sonnet: Don’t Worry
Don’t you worry for worry could steal life;
Don’t you worry for worrying isn’t of use;
Don’t you worry for each man will have strife;
Don’t you worry for worrying’s gone a fuse.
Life’s problems come like waves upon the sea;
Some are so small while some are mighty waves;
And when they rise, you simply let them be,
Till time returns when calm the sea behaves.
No earthling can face Nature in fury;
All wise persons will stay away from her;
Can you argue with persons when angry?
Wait patiently for a better weather.
More bubbles wink when boiling is water;
On cooling down, ’tis no more a matter.
8-19-2002
poem by John Celes
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Blue Like The Ocean
How vast is the ocean?
I know it is in wide scope
How dangerous this ocean?
A lot and too much chances
To explore, you can be drowned
With the waves you can be nowhere
How deep it could be?
Like the love of yours
How vast, how deep
How blue, how loyal
Deeper, bluer than blue
So I dunk my desolate life into that ocean
Immerse it into utmost contentment
Just to feel that lost pleasing touch
To get the fullness of the bright life
I found it, its deeper in you
Bluer than blue ocean
I enjoy the scenery of bright life
poem by Ency Bearis
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Is It a Dam or a Violent Sea? (Tungabadra-Andhra-India)
The waves were waltzing in the Dam
of Tungabadra, the vast sea to entice all eyes.
The people are fenced from touching the waves
as the yawning watery grave is lying in wait to devour,
sending these waves, the wicked fairies to lure
those who are bewitched by their charms.
The rays of the evening Sun made the watery surface gleaming!
I was catching the ebb and flow of the tides by a camera.
The flowing water in the canals,
the blooming heavens of the gardens,
the skating rush of water through the sluice gates
and the eateries along the mound nearby
are not drawing the crowds.
The people were watching the waves with wonder and calm.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew off the waves to rise high
and leap over the fence to rinse us and my camera!
Oh, the marvel of Tungabadra has blessed me
to wake from the agony set in mind recently in public service
and sing about the drizzle flushing through the bamboo grove
and the setting Sun fainting over the watery surface far off!
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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The Man Parts the Water
The man parts the water with a simple stone,
turning when the laughter
of a child retraces the shattered waves.
The man remembers with a smile
the days when he walked the shore,
dancing with silver-eyed seagulls, and he
was always looking ahead as he
stands and tilts releasing stone,
watching it sail through the misty shore.
The child parts the water with shrieking laughter,
and dreams about the day he will knowingly smile
as his cocked man-hand reaches the stormy waves.
Watching the moon pull the scornful waves
that kick the sand onto the shore, now he’s
the ghost of a child that stands with a smile.
He parts the water with a simple stone,
listening to the moon’s blue shaken laughter
at a man awaiting his golden hour upon the murky shore.
The grains whisper into the wind. And the shore
is crowded with memories of waves,
filling a young boy’s face with laughter.
It permeates the darkness, yet he
still craves the stone
to bring the man’s euphoric smile.
Caught in a moment without laughter or smiles,
walking along the shore
he wishes upon a simple stone
for another chance to play and frolic in waves.
The child sees his reflection with an anxious smile, and he
becomes a man between the laughter.
And he will always remember the laughter,
and he will always long for an innocent smile
of waiting for the day that unknowingly he
could never return to the shore.
Churning as it breaks the waves,
the past is left in simple stone.
But for now there is laughter upon the shore,
riding along the whispering waves,
the child’s future still a simple stone.
(- for Nicolas Mathew)
poem by Matt Ullman
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I Saw God Today.... For My Pal Smoky
I saw God today, on a mountain high,
As the wind blew through my hair.
I saw God today in the clear blue sky,
I felt small and humble there.
I saw God today, in the desert sands,
As the Joshua Trees reached for the sky.
I saw God today in the arid sands,
And heard the coyotes mournful cries.
I saw God today in the desert sun,
And in the desert willow bells.
I saw God today, just one on one,
In beautiful stones and ancient sea shells.
I saw God today and he saw me,
I could reach out and touch his face.
I saw God in that vast dry sea,
And now my soul is full of grace.
I saw God today, in the great Southwest,
God saw my heart, and I saw his.
I can't still the thunder in my chest,
You see, that's where heaven is.
4/4/12 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Its Christmas Time Down Under
See the sun in the sky
Always riding high
At christmas time down under
It will be no surprise
Temperature will rise
At christmas time down under
This is a festive time
And we have no rain
Santa is dressed up fine
Here he comes again
At the time and the place
They come face to face
At christmas time down under
Doesnt seem quite the same
Playing winters game in the sun
The only snow we have is on our christmas tree
The southen cross is not the nothern star
We like to make believe
We hear those jingle bells
It doesnt really matter where we are
We can look to the sky
And see the reason why
Its christmas time down under
Its so wide,its so blue
Youd see the reason too
At christmas time down under
The world seems the wrong way round
Someone made it so
Someday were up side down
Ask the man who knows!
Its his birthday today
He came here to stay
At christmas time down under
Its up over for me
Down under when I see
Clear blue sky!
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Caught in time
There are great images and events
that for ever
are caught in my thoughts,
like pure mathematics,
where things doesn’t continue
and are frozen
while the clockwork stops striking.
The Eagle that tries to catch
a fish out of the water
of which the feathers
with the dive
rise up,
that hangs frozen
above the waves
before its claws
can ever break the waves.
The sun that stretches out
its first feelers over the horizon
and hillocks,
as if the bright day
never is going to brake.
‘a Golden full moon
that rules big and bright
over the night,
where it sits
halfway into the sky
as if it’s never
going to move further.
a Rainbow that brightly
touches the earth after the rain,
as if a painter
placed it perfectly
in a beautiful painting.
Lightning bolts that branch white-blue
in the night sky
and resound in the heaven,
as if they are never
going to strike the ground.
Rain that on a cloudless day
fall out of a blue sky,
while no thunder rumbles
anywhere near.
Maybe I can look at precious moments
that still stays with me,
and made a difference to my life.
The knowledge that a Almighty God
really exists
whose hand is stretched over my works
and just where I go,
I can see His influence
in everything around me.
The first time that I saw my darling
and the image that remains with me
of glowing golden eyes
and red-brown hair,
through which the sun shines
and my heart that felt
as if it wanted to stop in my chest.
The first nice kiss
that I got from her
and the fragrance of her perfume,
that forever
stays with me in my thoughts.
My child that gives the first cry,
as if there will be no other cries
that really matters.
The super hero
that I am in my children’s eyes,
as if no other man
can ever be better.
My dog that waits
day after day at the gate
and hops up and down from gladness
and barks and cries,
as if after a thousand years
I am returning home
and as if it has
no comprehension of time.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dolphin II
She told me tales of Arion
and the sly Ulysses
and filled my ringing ears
with sounding arias
of love among the fishes.
Oh, the waves are the laughter of water!
She dined upon the minnows
the whelk and such-like crill
but took from them contagion
that made her deadly ill
and gone, she's gone away.
Folly, say, and folly
for luxury to make
imperishable mischief
of every sea and lake.
So sadly short of sight.
Oh, the waves are the laughter of water!
Folly, cry, and folly
that loutish lucre makes
illimitable mischief
of every loch and brake.
So madly short of sight
Where is the lovely dolphin
that used to swim with me
along the gleaming torrents of
the vast, uncrowded sea?
the vast, uncrowded sea.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Rise, Rise to the Occasion
Rise, rise to the occasion
Rise, rise to the invitations of life
Oh rise, rise to the music of joy
Uh rise, rise to the victory over strife!
This is the time for you to march forward
Oh son of the Mighty! Valor is the key
This is the urgency to show courage abundant
Oh daughter of Energy! Courage is the key
Rise, rise to the tide and rise to the low
Defeat lethargy and defeat fear
Mind the goal and attain it
The guts are here and the glory is here
Face the challenge, embrace it
Cross the puddles and the furrows
Calm the heart and fight the battle
Celebration’s for you – not the sorrows
Rise, rise then, rise O bright!
Rise, rise then to the right
Tire not, rise till the end of the path
Rise, rise then to all the might!
poem by Bhaswat Chakraborty
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Still I Rise
Shattered, but I'm not broken
Woudned still time will heal
Heavy the load the cross I bear
Lonley, the road I trod I dare
Shaken, but here I stand
Weary, still I press on
Long are the nights, the tears I cry
Dark are the days, no sun in the skys
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in
against all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
Yet times I feel low
yet still I rise
Sometimes I'm troubled
But not is despair
Struggling, I make my way through
Trials they come to make me strong
I must endure, I must hold on.
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in
agasint all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
At times I feel Low
Yet still I rise
Above all my problems
Above all my eyes can see
Knowing God is able
To strengthen me
To strengthen me
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds.
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Still I Rise
Shattered, but I'm not broken
Woudned still time will heal
Heavy the load the cross I bear
Lonley, the road I trod I dare
Shaken, but here I stand
Weary, still I press on
Long are the nights, the tears I cry
Dark are the days, no sun in the skys
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in
against all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
Yet times I feel low
yet still I rise
Sometimes I'm troubled
But not is despair
Struggling, I make my way through
Trials they come to make me strong
I must endure, I must hold on.
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in
agasint all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
At times I feel Low
Yet still I rise
Above all my problems
Above all my eyes can see
Knowing God is able
To strengthen me
To strengthen me
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds.
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Sullen Girl
Days like this, I dont know what to do with myself.
All day - and all night.
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath.
I say to myself.
I need fuel - to take flight -
And theres too much going on.
But its calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Is that why they call me a sullen girl - sullen girl.
The dont know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea.
But he washed me shore and he took my pearl -
And left an empty shell of me.
And theres too much going on.
But its calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Its calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
song performed by by Fiona Apple
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