New revelations
Glory or no glory but bright future with delightful story
No label but recognized as fact with absolutely no worry
What have we not given to the world to feel shame or sorry?
Everything done in good faith not to malign with good name and glory
Given sense of life and means to lead honorable ways
All our ancestors lived full life with golden days
Architecture, science, mythology and religion
Spread across the globe covering all regions
No force or abduction in the name of religion?
No preaching of violence to form a legion
Adherence to peaceful existence and spread of love message
Absorbing all visitors with welcome and good passage
* Bharat is India*
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Glory To God; To Men Good Will!
Opposed to Jewish Temple-rites,
Strange to the lore of Greece,
That message comes from starry heights,
A key to lasting Peace.
What-e'er our creed, we own its thrill —
'Glory to God; to men good will!'
Though Art may strive for utterance yet,
And Science grope her way,
A wider zone of thought is set
Where shines the perfect day;
A motive passing earthly skill —
'Glory to God; to men good will!'
For let the wise and prudent know,
As trustful children would,
That oracle of long ago
Contains the Greatest Good;
Unvex'd by doubt, unmix'd with ill —
'Glory to God; to men good will!'
A wiser world grows sick of strife,
Of mockery dearly bought;
And man, achieving truer life,
And brave, unselfish thought,
That high behest shall yet fulfil —
'Glory to God; to men good will!'
So lies millennial peace in reach,
While empires rise and fall;
For, age on age, and new to each,
That glad prophetic call
Comes pealing down the cycles still —
'Glory to God; to men good will!'
poem by Joseph Furphy
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Blaze Of Glory
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
Lets go out like we came in
In a blaze of glory
Here we are broken-hearted
We thought our love would never end
We fell hard when we got started
Fallin' out like we fell in
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
Lets go out like we came in
In a blaze of glory
Let's gonna hurt each other
That would be a worse mistake
Once again lets act like lovers
One more time for old-time's sake
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
lets go out like we came in
in a blaze of glory
let's go out (lets go out)
in a blaze of glory (in a blaze of glory)
all good things must end
like two heros (ah) in a story (in a story.)
lets go out (lets go out) like we came in (like we came in)
in a blaze of glory
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Religious
Religious friend is when you see, no change in one’s activity,
As their life still continues on, from the evening into the dawn.
While continuing through their day, living on that broader way,
Living their life, as in the night, with The Lord God not in sight.
Christ is not the spiritual head, as they lean on religion instead,
Religious icons and man’s ways, denying Christ His due praise,
Recognizing God to some extent, but not in ways Heaven sent,
As they are not Born Again, following ways prescribed by men.
Religion my friend has no part, when Christ truly has your heart,
As God’s Holy Spirit, dwells inside, in Christ’s ways, you abide,
Refraining from religious views, as you spread The Good News,
Truth right from God’s Throne, that you’re saved by Christ alone.
Christ separated from religion, displaying to men some derision,
Painting for all, a clear picture, for all who dare malign Scripture,
Those who follow their own desire, ignoring God throned higher,
Christ the Head of His Church, not bodies where many do perch.
Our Lord Himself, did condemn, the religious body built by men,
And Christ shall never change, which brings religion much shame,
Religious ritual is an abomination, to Him who provides salvation,
In and through The Savior, Christ, God’s Only Way to Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©06/2011)
Engraved marble
Why can’t I propagate my faith?
Why m I afraid of sure death
Who can lead me to real religion?
Professors, preachers or so called villains
I find my almighty always around
Bells ring and make me sound
I forget all bitterness and good sense prevail
All propaganda comes to an end and fail
I shall not be carried away by any trick
Even though they torture me with any stick
I shall believe him an his peaceful message
I shall have to prove my worth till the end of an age
No one may remember me by any faith
They may even hesitate to lay wreath
I shall be laid to rest by unknown people
I shall lay here peacefully without any trouble
I wish to put engraved marble near by
People may read the message and try
Who is this unfortunate soul trying to tell?
Life is not worth if we try to prove it as hell
I see nothing special in any religion
Even though they are prevalent in most of the regions
Each one is dominant in belief and conviction
Yes there is love lost and frictions
Peace may evade till you come clear
You will live amidst uncertainty and fear
No religion may guarantees you for safe conduct
They lack moral courage and power to instruct
I shall love to be buried live
Rather face fury and witness nose dive
Fall in moral values and humanity at low ebb
What shall I engrave “Don’t come again and try to stab”?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Son can be a rival/.
I taught my son lessons on singing
And made him with my sweats a great singer.
Sons’ glory is fathers’ glory.
His glory is my glory.
His wings spread and mine shrunk.
People thronged around him and spared me.
They didn’t say he was the great;
They said I was no where near him.
His glory is not my glory;
Sons’ glory is not fathers’ glory.
Can there be two heroes in a play?
Should he outlive me in the posterity?
He is my rival, no more a son.
11.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Love life and death
What good work has to do with honorable death?
Why all people should be afraid of laying wreath?
When certain things are bound to happen in any case?
Why to link it with good or bad life phase?
Certain thoughts emerge in one remote corner
Mind is workshop for such place and provide as burner
In youth times it may look little funny and awkward
Yet wise people think ahead of it and look forward
In any religion we pray god for peaceful end
Ask for guidance to lead exemplary with foes and friends
Life means very short phase and should be with little aim
Not building of tall towers and not much to expect or claim
We get puzzled with little set back or bad news
This is how we look at life and sadly view
We all know that it takes course only as destined
Nothing is harmed as thought over or undermined
I pray for bright sun on next day
I also know that darkness may be pushed away
Yet one must be ascertained of what is good or bad?
When you have handed over everything then why to feel sad?
If someone dies, we sand helpless
If someone meets with accident we stand by side with gloom on face
We practically do nothing except feeling powerless
Such is state of life if one tries to find out or trace
Let us not be carried away by hollowness of existence
You may find thousands of ready made instances
Where you want to do many things but fail to deliver
As someone else is watching you and acts as server
Come down to little aspect and give little consideration
Everything may be looking good from point of relation
Yet it is uncertain and not fine at all from any angle
Love, life and death is only known form of triangle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Patriotic Indian
I’m proud to be an Indian:
I’m glad to a Christian;
I love my every fellowmen;
I prefer things just Indian.
So great is India’s heritage;
The world is thrilled by its image;
Our culture is so very good;
So are our spices and our food.
’Tis not well-developed, our nation;
Our democracy’s worth mention;
We are peace-loving citizens,
Hard-working with much common-sense.
We do not want any factions;
We want brotherhood of nations;
We love to have peaceful neighbors,
And hate declaring futile wars!
We have achieved so many things;
Our glory world-over still rings;
We have problems to face, fiscal;
We got our freedom by struggle.
India is our great motherland;
We have great faith in Maker’s Hand;
Our population is so vast;
United, we can hold it fast.
We pray to live in amity;
We do not want enmity;
We wish to spread peace everywhere;
We love to breathe our country’s air!
poem by John Celes
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We talk about a secular state in India. It is perhaps not very easy even to find a good word in Hindi for "secular". Some people think it means something opposed to religion. That obviously is not correct. What it means is that it is state which honours all faiths equally and gives them equal opportunities; that, as a state, it does not allow itself to be attached to one faith or religion, which then becomes the state religion.
quote by Jawaharlal Nehru
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My Glory Is Not The Glory of God
MY GLORY IS NOT THE GLORY OF G-D
My glory is not the glory of G-d
I do not know what the glory of God is-
I do not know my own glory.
Glory glory glory
What’s glory?
We are small lost souls in a space and time so far beyond us
It is difficult to imagine
Even God knows how to deal with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Religion or Life
Religion I hate, Life I love; one’s from earth the other from above,
The Life I love is from God, while religion is from this earthly sod.
A religion of earth leads to death; Life from God is eternal breath,
New Life is given by Christ Jesus, as religion will only mislead us.
Religion, call it what you may, distorts Truth from God’s only way,
The way provided to all of us, who in God’s Word place their trust,
New Life from God, in His Son, regarding truth, is second to none,
For religion truthfully has no part, in truly changing a sinner’s heart.
Religion can make us feel good, creating a common brotherhood,
Filling life with religious stuff, but salvifically it doesn’t do enough.
It doesn’t reach the heart of men, inspiring them to be Born Again,
Through the Spirit of Jesus Christ, who alone offers men New Life.
Religion can fill a need on earth, but, eternally men need new birth,
We need to be born spiritually, to have new life with God eternally.
All religions on earth my friend, with the world will come to an end,
While all who have Life from God, will live beyond this earthly sod.
Religion comes in many forms, and around men’s ways conforms,
While God’s Only Way is higher, with Eternal Life being His desire,
Which will be granted to all of us, who, in His Son place their trust,
A Life far above all man’s ways, while giving to God eternal praise.
(Copyright ©06/2008)
Glory Days Glory Days
Glory days glory days
I feel so good
Because I am alive again during this brand new day that my beloved God Gave to me alone
And I say thank you to God for giving me this brand new day
That I am starting to enjoy it very much
Glory days glory days
I am not a handsome men either
But also I am not a millionaire
Because women loves money and power
And women is more down to earth than men
Also women loves to show their feelings and affection
But men doesn't do that
And I believe that men is much rharder on them selves than on the Women
Also I want to say that I am happy being me
poem by Aldo Kraas
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World without boundary
I have heard the speeches of great leaders
Their philosophy and ideas are appreciated by me as readers
No where I could smell a fallacy in their utterances
“The world as one family” concept has drawn many as fans
There is nothing wrong to dream about one world
Where many aspirations can be brought in one fold
Devoid of boundaries, world can be seen as golden concept
The idea has never gained ground and people have really slept
It sends heartening waves when we hear or dream of boundless joy
The preaching of different religions under one roof will be nice to enjoy
Who can claim that world is unsafe and can’t exist as single entity?
The almighty also dreamed of same holy land blessed with divinity
Can we imagine about beautiful and pleasant morning with church’s bell?
“God is one and Oh, almighty you are great” when mosque’s prayer tell?
“You are in each and every particle” when hymns are sung in the streets
“God bless us with divine light to seek blessings and greet”
It is not easy to assume why Almighty preferred His emissaries to descend?
At different parts of the world for the love messages to be sent?
Had He any apprhension that message of good will at any time may be misread?
The cast, color, preaching may bring hatred and world may be differently lead?
It is unusual to witness the tragic end of God’s emissaries
They have suffered the brutalities in the hands of adversaries
We have eyes filled with tears as tales of tortures are being told
We feel shame and curse the human life for being in tolerant and cold
Still we see silver lines in their preaching
There is uniform pattern of conveying message in teaching
Message is only one and that is loud and clear
“Come to my fold with sincerity” to escape the agony and fear
Not today but centuries later the same voice may be heard
People may realize “Love is the only option” and not the hatred
The temples, churches and mosques can not be built on ruins
What will exist inside when it is like full of garbage in dustbins?
The religion is one which can create bond with legion
The enmity is over and brought together in all the regions
To see same sun, to breathe same free air and move around
The same treatment, same movement may certainly be found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Believe in what you are
Believe in what you are and not what you see
It is holy message meant for us from Thee
Do what you can and is within your capacity
It is right thing to perform from within as best quality
Echo in your inner conscience which is allowing
Act upon each and every word which you are following
It will not only earn you respect and fame
But lead you to the destiny without any shame
Live in simple way with high ideals and motto
Leave it aside if it doesn’t allow where you want to go
Your life is with purpose and to be taken as mission
You are expected to act in a manner as if with permission
Intelligence and wisdom are two separate entities
They help you to certain level for such niceties
Your action may be seen as example for others
They may become close to cause or ardent followers
Evil doers may suffer miserably at the end
You will have to act as emissary or friend
This is how life is to lead and to be lead
Human psychology and mind is to be clearly read
Victory or defeat should not form the purpose or basis
So many things are said and emphasis is laid in thesis
It is clear vision and wisdom that may lead us to other side
Nothing to worry for future even if you angle narrow or wide
Every thing is done or decided as it would have been
We may try for every possible way or be very keen
Ultimately His wish may prevail and fortune smiles
We are inspired to work for good and go for an extra mile
“I” is to be no where in picture and to be placed before
It is hard fact to be understood and has to come to the fore
It is not derived from any mythology or holy books
It has been long before but not understood by crooks
Nothing comes on the way when you are clear
You are so sure of your goal, without any fear
It is not only your belief that comes to matter
Life becomes easy and good if not better
What matters most if it has no puzzle?
Rain may come with force and dazzle
You may carry on with routine and as usual
It will be very simple and just casual
You are supposed to be yourself and prove what you are
You should stick in and not to go too far
It is simple fact and very easy if you decide it rightly
You may excel in life and lead life smoothly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Glory
Man tries his level-best to gain glory,
In short a time and by all covert means;
His life gets spent with mind in this worry,
Knowing not that they are but earthly scenes!
One’s glory got by climbing high a peak,
Will stay forev’r if done by hardest way;
But glory o’er-night, others try to seek,
That plummets down to earth during the day!
All earthly glory vanishes with time;
Some may remain for centuries to come;
The wisest man will make his life sublime,
By keeping eyes fixed on heaven- God’s home!
The glory got by man’s efforts lasts not;
Each word from mouth of God decides one’s lot!
poem by John Celes (26 December 2006)
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The Way, The Truth, The Light
We were born into that fake religion
But now we are so glad we got out
For Truth always wins over deception
As Faith shows what God is about.
My children and I were Catholic
I say 'were' because that was the past
To be fooled forever is indeed pathetic
But all the plans of God were steadfast
He made a way for us to know Him
In circumstances quite like Damascus
At a time in our lives when all was dim
We encountered the LORD Christ Jesus
His Word through the Bible removed the scales
From our blinded eyes filled with falsehood
By the Light of His Spirit Who never fails
Christ in us leading towards all that is good
From glory to glory in His image and likeness
His work in us now destined for completion
We are free to worship in spirit and brightness
The One True God and not man's religion.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Yes
Yes it is this word that has its glory,
The power saturated in it has infinite story,
Yes means to pull out, it means to drag;
It is a genuine force,
To enforce unleashed facts,
Yes just spell it and feel the charm full delight,
That yes is so powerful to anticipate the latch,
The once when you hear it, it is a great act,
Your tact is aroused at once,
Mark this great fact….
No is not the word you will find in your good act,
It is always said by those who never greet such act,
Yes listen to such you should know their facts,
Yes always listen to yes that is the greatest act,
Wisdom lies in those who dare to act,
Not as person nor as man,
Listen to your within,
Yes there lies the power,
Be a True Human,
Then yes would be surrounder,
You act,
You will thus feel the feel; the yes is now in fact,
The Magic is just there in you just need to glare,
Yes you now read it! ! ! !
Yes is your act! ! ! ! ! ! !
This is now you would go! ! !
Hop on dear pal! ! !
poem by Jinneth Rose
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Bones and Blood
My body may be made of bones and blood
But I shall be needing nutrition as food
That shall be coming from holy land
Popularly and dearly known as mother land
If there is to be something precious
Than it has to be only mother and mother land
We need to take pledge that all brethrens will be friend
We shall protect them till we have life to the end
I can not remain unconcerned for what is happening around
New ideas must be infused in the people's mind and gain ground
Now self has asserted more and put before everything
The nationality, religion and cast has taken over for something
It is good to feel strongly about the nation
It is good to build the harmony and relation
It is equally good to profess the faith any religion
But it is certainly not encouraged to export terrorism in other regions
Let them have their own way of living
It is not our duty to force smaller nations in believing
Create supremacy and hegemony by force
Reduce the status of independence and guide through remote
We shall unearth all the attempts that is against our sovereignty
Side with no such activities that is aimed at sabotaging integrity
We may be poor nation but certainly protect national frontier
Compromise with no principles and create no barriers
Let each individual take an oath of secrecy
To the mother land and assure of adequacy
In the form of food grains and education
That is main burning problem and question
I shall remain vigilant against corruption
That has lead to stoppage of work with interruption
The poor are suffering and farmers are resorting to suicide
Let each one of us take the struggle ahead and spread it wide
Nation needs survival bid with resolution
Power is to shared by people with devolution
It should not be concentrated in few hands
This has given birth to autocratic trend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Best and fine qualities
The Holy Koran, The Holy Bible and so many others
But holier among them is called motherland and mother
The whole world owes its existence to mother’s womb
No less importance is given to the soul rested in tomb
A holy refuge in man’s body that makes whole difference
A person is lost for ever in another world’ presence
He has the blessings from almighty to do worthwhile
He is embodiment of all divine things in his style
No religion teaches intolerance and brutality
This is one of the best and fine qualities
Love to thee spirit and follow the way
He will always be near and show the way
Life is never given importance
It has been given up at once
It may have no particular style
Yet to think over it for a while
All divine objects preach the change
Life not to be kept standstill but turn with age
It may shine with the incorporation of letters on page
Control over desires and peaceful existence without rage
“Come to me and I will take care”
“You feel secure and have to go no where”
You are not to worry and get afraid of devil’s influence
These are themes and essential essence
The sun has existed for millions of years
The same has been put to us in our ears
We understand the presence of divine force
Final selection has to come from any source
It is very difficult to follow different philosophy’
It may look sometimes silly and phony
What we need to follow is adherence
Any religion you from now on hence
Swear on His name and leave behind worry
He will never show you ugly face to feel sorry
Keep any image in mind and worship
The voyage may be smooth to anchor with the ship
We will have peace of mind with first sound of churches bell
First prayer call from mosque may take you away from hell
What else we need to hear or read from holy books?
Let us pray for single religion which takes us out of the hook
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Golden Streets Of Glory
Glory to his name, oh, holy, holy
Theres a city where the streets are paved in gold
A land where the milk and the honey flow
And a mansion which for me
cause my Bible tells the story
I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
Green meadows where the little children play
No sorrow there, just one long happy day
And none will litter there except the pure and the holy
I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
And when Ive reached my journeys end
And if Im worthy to go in
Golden streets of glory, I walk on
And the golden streets of my new home
Will lead me up to the masters throne
With the angel band Ill sing
Glory to his name, oh, holy, holy
I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
Hallelujah, I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
And when Ive reached my journeys end
And if Im worthy to go in
Golden streets of glory, Ill walk on
And the golden streets of my new home
Will lead me up to the masters throne
With the angel band Ill sing
Glory to his name, oh, holy, holy
I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
Hallelujah, I just hope my feet are clean enough
To walk upon the golden streets of glory
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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