In The Harbour: Loss And Gain
When I compare
What I have lost with what I have gained,
What I have missed with what attained,
Little room do I find for pride.
I am aware
How many days have been idly spent;
How like an arrow the good intent
Has fallen short or been turned aside.
But who shall dare
To measure loss and gain in this wise?
Defeat may be victory in disguise;
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Loss And Gain
When I compare
What I have lost with what I have gained,
What I have missed with what attained,
Little room do I find for pride.
I am aware
How many days have been idly spent;
How like an arrow the good intent
Has fallen short or been turned aside.
But who shall dare
To measure loss and gain in this wise?
Defeat may be victory in disguise;
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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I Will Smile No More
No, I will smile no more. If but for pride
And the high record of these days of pain,
I will not be as these, the uncrucified
Who idly live and find life's pleasures vain.
The garment of my lofe is rent in twain,
Parted by love and pity. Some have died
Of a less hurt than 'twas my luck to gain,
And live with God, nor dare I be denied.
No, I will smile no more. Love's touch of pleasure
Shall be as tears to me, fair words as gall,
The sun as blackness, friends as a false measure,
And Spring's blithe pageant on this earthly ball,
If it should brag, shall earn from me no praise
But silence only to my end of days.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Ruminating the past
I gained my parents at my birth.
I gained my brothers and sisters
And then my kids and their kids
Every gain to me was a pleasure.
Then I grieve over the loss of them,
One by one, or at leaving them.
I weep and weep, profoundly weep
Over their death or in their sick beds.
What we lose is what we had gained.
The gained are destined to be lost
Or from them we shall be lost.
I recall the good they have done.
I repent the wrongs done to them.
Rumination of pleasure and regrets
Keep me at the old age engaged.
27.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Man in the Arena
The Man in the Arena
Find what you love, to that be true
Care less for what “they“ think of you.
Follow your internal muse
Dare to take risks and pay your dues.
Some such succeed and triumphs gain,
Others strive but all in vain.-
For both their place can never be
Out in the dark periphery.
In the end our lives are spent
Pursing dreams or paying rent
The choice is ours to play our role
Don’t be a cold and timid soul.
Though our faces be marred by dust and sweat
we are the ones they won't forget.
Not the faceless critic in his seat
who knows neither victory nor defeat
J.M.
“The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”-President Theodore Roosevelt
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Being wise and fool
Big gain big loss is a risk.
No gain no loss is secure.
Small gain small loss is safe.
Small gain no loss is wise.
Big gain no loss is luck
Small gain big loss is a foolery.
We have recourse to all these
Somewhere sometime impulsively.
16.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It Was Not Difficult
Growing
And then into stems
Leaves
With roots
Flowers
Climbing
Touching and caressing
It was not difficult
To rise
To reach
Your wall
Get close
To your bosom
For a few words
To tell you
It was not difficult
But the addiction
Of impossibilities
And further impossibilities
And otherwise
What would have I gained
For my love
Was like
The love
Of Every one
What I gained
What I lost
In this love
Who knows
But me
And that
Your gain was my loss
And my gain was my loss
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Wisdom
Let's go to the green steps of the lawn
And do the sums of life there sitting down
If we want only profits and no losses
And all the losses turn into profits
And all the profits turn into losses
Then the scale of life, of course, dis-balances
This leads us not in paradises but, of course, in hells.
It seems to be small whatever things we gained
It seems to be big whatever things we lost
If all the lost things are gained
And all the gained things are lost
Then life is not, at a gain but definitely at a loss.
If the profits are the blissful graces
Then the losses are not less than the spices
Whatever we do on the steps sitting
All these are not sums but a bargaining
This Leads us nowhere but to do mistakes
In this we never do profits but always do losses.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Is It Possible
Is it possible
That so high debate,
So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,
Should end so soon and was begun so late?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
So cruel intent,
So hasty heat and so soon spent,
From love to hate, and thence for to relent?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
That any may find
Within one heart so diverse mind,
To change or turn as weather and wind?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
To spy it in an eye
That turns as oft as chance on die,
The truth whereof can any try?
Is it possible?
It is possible
For to turn so oft,
To bring that lowest which was most aloft,
And to fall highest yet to light soft:
It is possible.
All is possible
Whoso list believe.
Trust therefore first, and after preve,
As men wed ladies by licence and leave.
All is possible.
poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt
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Is it Possible?
Is it possible
That so high debate,
So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,
Should end so soon and was begun so late?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
So cruel intent,
So hasty heat and so soon spent,
From love to hate, and thence for to relent?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
That any may find
Within one heart so diverse mind,
To change or turn as weather and wind?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
To spy it in an eye
That turns as oft as chance on die,
The truth whereof can any try?
Is it possible?
It is possible
For to turn so oft,
To bring that lowest which was most aloft,
And to fall highest yet to light soft:
It is possible.
All is possible
Whoso list believe.
Trust therefore first, and after preve,
As men wed ladies by licence and leave.
All is possible.
poem by David McKee Wright
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To Hide In Disguise Those Weak and Fragile
Although their calculated misdeeds succeeded,
They appear to now fear...
The repercussions of their activities.
And looking weak and fragile...
Without the armor worn to adorn their fetes.
Guaranteed to show in battle defeat,
That enemy to knock off their feet.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
Although their calculated misdeeds succeeded,
They appear to now fear...
The repercussions of their activities.
And looking weak and fragile...
Without the armor worn to adorn their fetes.
Guaranteed to show in battle defeat,
That enemy to knock off their feet.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
To hide in disguise those weak and fragile.
And from them to squeeze a victory sweet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One has to bow
One has to bow or relent under pressure
Hardness or softness has no level to measure
What steps one take is to make sure?
Opening of one way leads for another closure
There is no possible victory or defeat
When you fight a war or openly meet?
What may clearly emerge is decisive result
Everything is to be taken boldly but not out of insult
Love is no loss and war is no gain
Armies face each other as rivals main
Who would loose and what shall be outcome?
Victorious armies may march with rousing welcome
If it is war of betters words and no attrition
World has to enjoy without any condition
There will be meeting of minds with no banner
Everything may be seen or visible without scanner
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet 23
Be aware gentlemen I dare say
For all those sugar coated lies
Ladies will have it their way
No matter what they can be sly
Be aware all gentlemen kind
The secrets are not in her kiss
Such confusion you will find
You'll never be sure of this
Be aware gentlemen or regret
Those gentle words and woes
Never once show her neglect
For such pain you will know
Be aware gentlemen and wise
Ladies come with many surprise
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Stubborn
There's a whole lot of stubborn in this room
There's a whole lot of pride that won't let go
There's a whole lot of stubborn in this room
That shows no sign of giving up control
I've drawn all the curtains
I've turned out all the lights
Scared to death somebody else might see
There's a whole lot of stubborn in this room
And there's no one here but me
There's a whole lot of demons in this room
They want it all, and they don't wanna share
There's a whole lot of demons in this room
And none of them believe in fighting fair
Some sit on my left
Some sit on my right
They talk so loud it's hard to disagree
I'm surrounded by the demons in this room
And there's no one here but me
And I can't quite remember how to pray anymore
I can't quite remember what to say anymore
If it turns out that I can't have my way anymore
How will I know which way to turn, when I walk out the door?
There's a molecule of faith in this room
What they used to call the mustard seed
There's a molecule of faith in this room
And a book that says that's all I'll ever need
I don't know where it is, but I hope I find it soon
Cause nothing else will ever set me free
There's a molecule of faith in this room
And even though it's much too small to see,
If I have the courage to believe
I'll find the one who left it here for me
13. Just Someone I Used To Know
Theres a picture that I carry
One we made some time ago
When they ask whos in the picture with me
I say just someone I used to know
Just someone, I used to spend some time with
Just a flame, thats lost its glow
But I dont them of the nights I cried without you
I say just someone I used to know
Just someone, I used to run around with
Just a friend from long ago
I dont tell them, how lost I am without you
I say just someone I used to know
I say just someone I used to know
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Victory attained by violence is tantamount to a defeat, for it is momentary.
quote by Mahatma Gandhi
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Sister, Do I Dare Compre Your Love
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the lighthouse engulfed in fog
Shining it’s beacon of light
That guides through stormy seas
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the soft whispers carried on a breeze
As it rustles through copper colored leaves
Words of encouragement
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the snow capped mountains
Majestic peaks against a soft hue of blue
The epitome of strength
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the vast meadows of wildflowers
A motley of colors put on display
Simplifying beauty
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the endless skies overhead
And it’s never-ending exhibit of light and dark
Infinite
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
poem by Lana Hensley
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For my beloved sister
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the lighthouse engulfed in fog
Shining it’s beacon of light
That guides through stormy seas
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the soft whispers carried on a breeze
As it rustles through copper colored leaves
Words of encouragement
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the snow capped mountains
Majestic peaks against a soft hue of blue
The epitome of strength
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the vast meadows of wildflowers
A motley of colors put on display
Simplifying beauty
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the endless skies overhead
And it’s never-ending exhibit of light and dark
Infinite
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
poem by Shaan Sidhu
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For my beloved sister II...
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the lighthouse engulfed in fog
Shining it’s beacon of light
That guides through stormy seas Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the soft whispers carried on a breeze
As it rustles through copper colored leaves
Words of encouragement
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the snow capped mountains
Majestic peaks against a soft hue of blue
The epitome of strength
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the vast meadows of wildflowers
A motley of colors put on display
Simplifying beauty
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
To the endless skies overhead
And it’s never-ending exhibit of light and dark
Infinite
Sister
Do I dare to compare your love
poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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I Will
Distrust hurts a lot
A battle is lost without being fought
You have misapprehension all around
Not suitable way is searched and found
Trust is most important aspect
We all must think sincerely and respect
It is secret door to introspect
Then find opportune time to act
It may prove sometimes blessings in disguise
You are in position to deliver good with promise
New sun is on horizon and shining
All days a re bright and well defining
Self assertion is most unique feature
Person should be aware of it and very sure
That can take you to the extreme end and assure
Nothing can go wrong and all sides fully secured
You did ask about joint efforts
I too fell for the ideas for good rapport
Who may not want ship to anchor at port?
Shunt the negative thoughts from mind and deport
As good combination in life and enterprise
We have lot more to gain and less to miss
We can show that success can wait at the gate
Nothing can be termed as early or late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wise Man
I sat before the wise man
In the autumn of my youth
And I told him all
The things I had to know
He said you have the future
If you need to find the truth
And in his eyes
I saw that it was so
So I came right out
And asked him
The meaning of life
And as he smiled
I saw a twinkle in his eye
He said with all his years
Theres still so much
He has to learn
And once again
I saw that it was so
Keep on living, loving
Waiting your turn
Its the only way to
Ease your concern
If you want to find
Your dream, be sure
You dont wake up too soon
Or youll find it easier
Shooting for the moon
Wise man, wise man
Which way shall I run
Theres so many roads
So many ways to turn
I am like a blind man
Lost in the sun
I wanna be like you
And be a wise man too
But Im looking for
An easy way to learn
And be a wise man too
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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No Rest
Fallen beyond measure
yet a waste of time
Heartache and pain
of everyday life
No room for error
when mistakes are made
loved ones are mistaken
in a tunnel of defeat
only to say GOODBYE....
poem by Shai Cherry
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