Regretted It
Hay, hay, I shouted with filthy language
I was out of control and in total rage
Some thing had enraged me for shouting bad words
I had lost complete sense and forgot even lord
I sat down and regretted it a lot
What was I doing on the spot?
Everybody was observing with full surprise
Why was I upset with language and its use?
I felt like to weep but restrained
Calm was returning to normal and maintained
I went back with full exercise
It was total recall of devil with anger's rise
I was not suppose to loose temper
After certain age you got to balance and remember
That love is the only way to respond
Affection and 'let go attitude 'can only well correspond
I am again to my original mood
Its implications are correctly understood
We have all sorts of devil's residing
Heart is pure but always rescinding
Church, temples or for that part even mosques
They are all within us and certainly mark
Lead us to the use of proper conduct
Bring us within ambit of relevant facts
Many a times we ignore the inner call
Enter into futile controversy and invite fall
The name gets spoiled with much discomfort later
Some times you get changed from admirer to hater
Give proper input to heart that is called so divine
Feed it with compassion and love to look fine
Not all kind of out bursts should be given thorough access
If so then the bright shine may soon disappear from face
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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D-anger
“D” is synonymous with smile
So it brings fragrance meanwhile
Anger is altogether different in nature
It brings disaster for certain and sure
Now to smile with anger is different concept
As mother scolds child when excessively wept
Or gets tough with family members when out of control
Such (d) anger is certainly a beautiful call
Even teachers preset rudely to students
It is not aimed at discouraging them or making any dent
It is simply meant to shape their personality
Test them to time and build fine quality
Danger spells about lurking misfortune around
Its presence is unnoticed and never found
Anger may reveal the state of total frustration
Some times out of tune or sometimes with complete relation
So many great sages and saints have dwelt at great length
Fire may burn dead body but anger may burn your live strength
You will loose common sense and disembark
People may compare your language as that of dog’s bark
Even if you are established as rude person with short temper
Still people will forgive you and not mind out burst or anger
As at heart you are very kind and care for their well being
So were the benevolent rulers praised as noble king?
If you can conquer over anger with little restrain
That will be considered as land mark and gain
As person is about to loose whole of his reputation
Only on account of being good but inconsiderate in relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Awkward And Uncomfortable
Hello, my friends again.
Let me reintroduce the proper way.
First my name with a little more attitude and confidence.
Then let me crack a joke to break the ice.
The simplest one will suffice.
My shyness is a wire that need to be spliced.
When under such exposure can I keep my composure?
I just do not know.
But hello, my friends again.
Let me reintroduce the proper way.
First my name with a little more attitude and confidence.
Then let me fall apart right in front of everyone.
Let me share in my horror stories of what some would call life.
Some would ask the question but isn't it fun?
I would say yes but at times I just want to run.
Hide in a dark corner holding a sharp knife.
It's pointed and ready.
I'm so scared.
Feelings in rawness to bare.
But hello, my friends again.
Let me reintroduce the proper way.
First my name with a little more attitude and confidence.
They say practice makes perfect.
But of that paraphrase I feel so deserted.
No matter how many times I try one is just as awkward as the next.
It gets me all anxious and upset.
What if i do it wrong?
Worst yet if I do it exactly right and this one girl gets turned on?
What if she one of those that expects something a lonely soul like me can never give?
As things perpetuate at a steady pace it gets harder and harder to say no.
But hello, my friends again.
Let me reintroduce the proper way.
First my name with a little more attitude and confidence.
But hello, my friends again.
Let me reintroduce the proper way.
First my name with a little more attitude and confidence.
~At The Age Of 27 In Someways I Still Feel Like A Child.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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O Naughty Child! [ Part -8 ]
[Part-8 ]
Unmindful of my mood
Or my preoccupation-
Whatever it may-
You hurry to me
In happy hops
And jolly jumps
And tipple on me
Your total heart!
Lo..!
I am unequal
To your language divine-
Corrupted by my dialect inferior-
Which bursts out of you
In spluttering fireworks!
O..how can i say
I can comprehend none!
Chestful of surprises!
O..how significant each..!
How huge..!
How fresh..!
All thoughts stampede-
Which to be first..?
What next..?
What last..?
How to prologue..?
How to dialogue...?
How to epilogue....?
Steaming thoughts!
In their utter melee
And in excitement
You mix up all-
And with swinging arms,
Broken words
And with supreme gestures
You burst out all
In your emotional storm!
I powerfully nod
In all ten directions
As if I understand
Every word of
Your surging storm!
Would it be proper
Weeds of deception
To raise their heads
In the gangetic plains
Of your holy heart?
Pure-hearted you are!
Laughing heartily-
Like greenery in winds -
Stand swelled up with pride!
A juicy story well- narrated-
With that joy
In your tiny claps
You run along your happy way!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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The Language Of Love
I want your flesh and blood
And to feel your heart pumping hard
I want to tell my story to your eyes
I want to watch you react
To me baby
Maybe I'm dreaming
I got to do something
We may be on the same planet
Living in different worlds
Do you speak the language of love
Living in the touch of your fingers
Are you the passionate type
Is this a natural thing
Do you speak the language of love
Second hand emotional trigger
In the devil's playground
Hear the church bells ring
I speak the language of love
I speak the language of love
She's my great obsession
And the girl likes me too
I think she has the wrong impression
She thinks I want to be friends
Maybe I'm dreaming
I better do something
We might be on the same planet
But talk different tongues
Do you speak the language of love
Living in the touch of your fingers
Are you the passionate type
Is this a natural thing
Do you speak the language of love
Second hand emotional trigger
In the devil's playground
Hear the church bells ring
I speak the language of love
I speak the language of love
She thinks I want to be friends
Maybe I'm dreaming
I better do something
We may be on the same planet
Living in different worlds
I speak the language of love
I speak the language of love
Do you speak the language of love
Living in the touch of your fingers
Are you the passionate type
Is this a natural thing
Do you speak the language of love
Second hand emotional trigger
In the devil's playground
Hear the church bells ring
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Lost Soul To An Angel....
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
Pretty face with pretty eyes
Devil I am, all dark inside
Saw you once or maybe twice
Lost my ways and I cannot hide
whenever you look at me,
I lose my mind
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a rebel who
lost his cause to a lover
You saved me from myself
you promised me salvation
through your Love
I promise, I will not leave you to
someone else
Now I wait for your invite
to be on your side,
under bright light,
where you might,
take me inside,
inside your church of love
give me a another chance
(so) I can prove
that..
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a rebel who
lost his cause to a lover
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
poem by Khalid Hameed
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At Times You Are Full Of Love (Rondeau)
At times you are full of love and you treat me kind
and I easily follow your state of mind,
fall under your charming spell
and although I know you well,
broken things do me of your anger remind.
There are so many things that to you I want to tell,
the depths of your soul at times I want to find
and I hate it when you scream and yell;
at times you are full of love.
I love you too much to leave you behind
but at times on your teeth you do grind
and at times you treat my like hell,
yet at other times you are like a fragile shell
and my whole life to you I want to bind;
at times you are full of love.
poem by Gert Strydom
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The True Meaning Of Love
La Amour...
Mapenzi...
Amore...
Love...
In every language you say,
it sounds sweet any day
Love is an emotion of strong affection and attraction
It is the intimate addiction to the one
The one you give all your heart, the one you promised never to be apart.
Love is a virtue of kindness and compassion,
it is the unselfish devotion with vows of passion
love unleashes a variety of different feelings, feelings so real it's more like healing
to a heart that has been chilling,
in the depths of the cold sea.
love is passionate, it is the closeness of being together
it is the oneness of being in love, to hold and to have
love compares to survival instincts, that keep humans together
love is less of a sexual affair,
it's more of a punishment that you endure over and again because you care.
in love, you never fall,
when you fall, it does not hurt
and when it hurts, you do not cry,
because love conquers all.
whether rich or poor, on the beach or in the shower
whether short or tall, in winter or in fall
whether blind or deaf, insecure or feeling safe
all you need is love.
love is an international language that overrides all the cultural and linguistic illusions that represent our generation
love is reciprocated, it's a mammalian drive like hunger or thirst
call it lust, call it attachment,
but i call it safety,
the security to say the words 'i love you' and feel it, to say ‘i need you' and see it.
love has taken control of my system, stimulating my brain's pleasure center
i am so in love i get side effects
when i can't eat, it's because of you
when i can't sleep, it's because of you
when my heart beats, it's because of you
when i stop to stare at another woman, it's because of you
it's because i know, she has nothing on you
the common ground for humanity, is the need and desire for love
love is timeless,
love is kind,
love and kindness are never wasted, and so is time
so trust me when i say,
I LOVE YOU
poem by Lucas Miganda
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Guitar man, i love you
Every note you play
My heart just flys away
I forgot myself and all I know is you
Every part of who I am falls much deeper
Im dying to be part of your life
Cause I can say I love you a million times
Your eyes are like stars that only shine at night
But when you look at me, it shines so bright
Your the only one that exists when its just me and you
If only I had the force, I'd take both of us far away from this place
and just maybe we can fall for one another
and you would play your guitar for me whenever you felt
I'd fall more into you and I dont need no ones help
I just want to be with you
bring your guitar and I'll bring my voice
lets run away
poem by Ice Johnson
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Other
I do not have to be mad
For the anger to build up within me
I am a human being
Money and fame come and go
But we long for few things
I being a father of children
Become a child
I have a mother
But find a mother in other
When other does bother
I am the happiest
But when the other ignores
I go wild
Use words
Which are called obscene
Where's obscenity when
Everything is open
Give me a better word angel
I will change my language
Anger builds up from within
I am called mad
But a mad person rushes
For anything and everything
Sane seldom care
May be mad are better
In understanding the needs
Anger builds up from within
But anger is not anger
We are lost as ever for words
Give me a better word angel
I will change my language
Anger here is a hunger
I remain hungry for words
And for affection
Which I shower on the other all the time
Words never come
I see the tears
I cannot wipe
Who am I?
I can only cry
Anger will remain
I express
I am a child
Cannot hide my feelings
Please be my mother
You the other
You are distant
But other part of me
poem by Richie John Pais
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An affectionate gesture
Kiss, kiss and kiss without any hiss
You are gifted with emotions so not to miss
It is not be taken as affront and objected
It is kind of affection and shan’t be rejected
Loving father can paste it on forehead
The affection and love is clearly read
The message is loud and very clear
Parents have taken long years to rear
It need not be confined to its narrow meaning
It may construed as distrust and demeaning
How can we lower our image by confining?
Let us understand it clearly by defining
At every stage we nee d love and affection
It has got its own action and reaction
There is no addition or subtraction
It is purely accidental and with affection
Lover boy may offer it with flower
He may express it in rainy shower
I may be understood by only fewer
Still he may go in for clear answer
What will be exchanged in return?
Who will respond and reciprocate in turn
There may be feeling of desire’s burn
We have lot many things yet to learn
Think of mother’s love to her kid
We can certainly take a lead
We might have across many times and read
It must rest peacefully in our head
There is no parallel for expression of love
Have you ever seen the love expressed by doves?
They swim across the lake and raise the voice
They have free will and have every choice
We are human beings and have sense to express
We may enjoy all the time but cry in duress
There is feeling at every stage
We should try to come out of cage
Love and hate are different syndromes
One may not influence each other and overcome
One may lead to frustration and uncontrollable rage
Other may help you to over come and manage
Have you ever witness joy on boy’s face in street?
When he is patted on back and emotionally greeted?
He is not being given anything which is uncommon?
Bu it is the best form of love always given and known
How a person reacts to grief when faced with imminent death?
His body is shivering with fear of departure and lying of wreath?
He is totally engulfed with the thought of effects aftermath
How disparately his soul dips into emotions to take bath?
Love is precious thing God has bestowed on everybody
It has to be expressed at proper time and proper place with anybody
No one may mind if there is clear intent of its expression
Otherwise who bothers what is said and what is mentioned
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When You Got In
I Went Out
Such Is The Wrong Timing
Of Your
Compassion
Then We Talk
About The Proper Timing
Of Our Desires
You Set The Time, The Place, And The Mood
Now It Is Not Just Desire But
Love
Yes, Love,
But Sometimes I Still Wonder
What Love Is
When Two People Meet At The Proper Time
The Proper Place, And The Proper Mood
When Everything Seems Right
And Yet
Feels So Wrong
When Everything Is Supposedly Proper
And Yet
There Is Still This
Feeling Of Impropriety
I Am 48 Years Old And You Are 49
And I Am Just Asking
When We All Want To Be Inside The Room Of
Ecstacy
And Yet
They All Want Us
Out
Just Because They Also Feel
That The Timing May Be Right
But It Simply Does Not
Look All Right
And Then You Are A Little
Bit Irritated And You Ask
Finally
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Keep It Proper
Keep it proper!
You never know on you who might peep.
When you do a thing discreet.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Especially when you're seen in the streets.
You never know on you who might peep.
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
Controversy lovers love it,
More obscene.
People feed sensations that wound and bleed.
With a caring less of who's affected by misdeeds
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best that you keep it proper,
That business to express on the streets.
You never know,
On you
Who might peep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Remember It All
In times gone by I remember it all
The fun we had
The friends I made
The love I won and lost
The fiery anger that burns the soul and makes my mind a cloud
It hurts my heart to tell you this
My head is in a fix
I hate this world in its dark
In times gone by I remember it all
The roads I should have taken
The things I forgot
The people whose lives destroyed
The stupid things that I have done
The evil things
I hated the things I did
The dangerous paths I took
In times gone by I remember it all
I remember the words unspoken
The pain that still sits on the heart
The problems that wreck the soul
and never been resolved
In times gone by I remember it all
The pain, the heartbreak
The laughter
I remember the good times and the bad
The stories told and untold
In times gone by I remember
The memories I have made
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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New lease of life
It is almighty alone who can infuse new lease of life
No preaching of violence even if cut throat competition with knife
He is lone judge to ascertain our actions and guide
We got to believe in him and honestly confide
The love and kindness may be slowly pulsated
The course of action may be justified and related
The words are truly defined and put to use
We are not allowed to rouse passion or misuse
What can we do as sensible persons on our part?
We must keep some space some where in kind heart
This is real breathe taking exercise and art
We can only understand partially and start
We have gained no such divine power
We still have to live on earth and not in high rise tower
We have no magic power to ruin or destroy anything
We are perishable and can do no harm or good for something
It has strengthened my belief that some does exits for good
Even though we have failed to grasp it fully or understood
We can hardly do anything good except to pray for mercy
That will be shown only by him alone as almighty
Whatever be strong belief or allegiance
It will be lost for ever by our negligence
If we are taught and mislead to believe
The lies and hatred as dominant cause to relive
Love to live with own conscience and firm belief
God is there to look after and give relief
Rest matters less if we truly speak His language
Peace may prevail with happiness with no misuse
The books may relate only some divine aspects
It is holy union between us as entered into pact
We have no right to disobey, disbelieve or react
This must be plainly understood by every one as fact
Even though we are riddled with factionalism
More or less we are guided by humanism
As each soul is nearer to almighty or God
We can not simply force him to act with rod
It will be totally against his dictates
It will bring us doom and bad fate
Nothing can be saved for his displeasure
It will be misfortune and can never be favor
We are blinded by anger.jealousy and arrogance
Something can be removed by his presence
It is really a blessing if we follow true way with allegiance
Nothing can be worried about if we have total reliance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Correctly understood
If I have correctly understood the contents
It deserves no prayers and comments
It is complete in full sense with all answers
Its essence will be accepted by only fewer
I read and reread the holy book
I have no reason to believe it is fluke
The message has got its weight
Only it is to be understood in context and very right
Some of the messages do not appeal
All kind of confusion persists and prevails
I see no one around to clear the doubts
I go deep and very deep with “ifs” and “buts”
Lord, I have no place to go and plead
I see in your merciful eyes and try to read
You are in pain and anguish
Yet love for mankind is not finished
Where from that love and tolerance comes?
Why do you accept everybody and welcome?
All perpetuators and wrong does get easy reprieve
You have same eye with affection even if they deceive
I hear bells from the distance
It enlightens me with no disturbance
How much peace and comfort with your presence?
I sincerely bow down and fold my hands at once
I close the eyes and slip in memory to feel
You were undergoing pain and anguish still
We are still not true to your word and message
You keep generous eyes for our clear passage
I see smile with tears on your face
You are amused and troubled at mad race
You are unsure of what we have understood
Whether we will do anything if at all good
What does the soul try to search?
Why good words fall on deaf ears even if you preach?
Holy words are not meant to be taught?
The sprit strengthens on which lines to be fought
At point of given time, you will be forced to commit
All venom to come out from heart and vomit
The suicidal tendencies my try to come on fore
But the merciful eyes may not allow it therefore
You have gone off the right track
You have no resolve to repay it back
Where has He asked anything in return?
Still you do not find trust with words in turn?
You do not wait for words to be known
Your action and conduct may become well-known
You may get whatever you want for selfless service
This is clear message and assured with the promise
“I shall serve the destitute and poor”
“I shall not differntiate the wrong doer”
“All are my children and reside in heart”
“Chant the hymns and lead the happy life from the start”
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ramdas, Start Talking With New Language!
Ramdas, start Talking with New Language,
Talk with people and every life,
That language which can take world to new dimension,
Or world shine with beauty and freshness,
Be the one among builders of new world!
Language of love and acceptance,
language that comes from the
depth of the heart,
affectionate and humble,
language that is full of gratitude,
Free of doubts and fear, Language of smile and presence
of mind,
Mindfulness which uses silence
and words well balanced,
the world to new dimensions,
Make world Look like a new world in the light of wisdom!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Wrong Timing
when you got in
i went out
such is the wrong timing
of your
compassion
then we talk
about the proper timing
of our desires
you set the time, the place, and the mood
now it is not just desire but
love
yes, love,
but sometimes i still wonder
what love is
when two people meet at the proper time
the proper place, and the proper mood
when everything seems right
and yet
feels so wrong
when everything is supposedly proper
and yet
there is still this
feeling of impropriety
i am 48 years old and you are 49
and i am just asking
when we all want to be inside the room of
ecstacy
and yet
they all want us
out
just because they also feel
that the timing may be right
but it simply does not
look all right
and then you are a little bit irritated and you ask
finally:
why do you talk too much?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hear My Affirmation Of Love
hear my affirmation of love
beauty bound love
within beauty heart
is an eternal aspiration
pure divine inspiration
divine aspirations never cut
break hope fallen fear depart
wash out life dirt
wash out life hurt
wash out disappear dark
wash out pain wound mark
wash out pain wound in heart
wash out life curse bitter part
rise in ashes rebirth bright light
rise as lighthouse beacon in night
rise to sow love seeds pure bright
rise as phoenix reborn to new life
rise conquer disaster adversity strife
rise as consecrated bread wine sacrifice
be an affirmation of life love
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Total Control
(m. davis, j. jourard)
Producer: carter
Album: we are the world (usa for africa)(85), the collected recordings (94)
Looking counter clockwise
Knowing what could happen
Any moment maybe you
Maybe even you
Steadfast collapse
Always certain any moment
Maybe you maybe you
Maybe even you
Recline complete dreams too sweet
I cant do it not with you
Not even with you
Maybe never with you
And Id sell my soul for total control
Yeah Id sell my soul for total control
Street wet tonight, lovers touch
Its pure delight
Always certain any moment
Maybe even you
Stay in bed stained sheets
My head hurts I repeat
Maybe you maybe you
Maybe even you
And Id sell my soul for total control
Yeah Id sell my soul for total control
Id sell my soul for total control
Over you, over you
Total control over you
song performed by by Tina Turner
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