A Flower To Auroville Mother-103
Look, she too joins to flavour
Smiling at each other ambrosial
Her leaves stuck to woody server
In whorls tiny flora of sweet basil
Curative culinary sacred aromatic
Hark, entwining through how well
In tangling hush joining together
Help making of a garland wonderful
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-106
Marikolundu(Dhavanam
Artemisia pallens Walls.)
Behold, all spellbound
In surpassed fragrance
Flowers of this garland
Stuck in added affluence
Marikolundu, she's the new
Beyond crores of heavens
Born and traversed through
Pregnant with aroma heavens'
Grown on earth with leaves
Pairs pinnasect, pamatisect
Perfuming sweet in opposites
Flora golden like her scent
Now glued together strung
All sunk in curative aroma
A song in dulcet mood sung
Stay on Davana, stay on Davana
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Manuka Tea Tree Kiwi Nectar
tiny miracle flowers
scent tuned appease
distempered souls
mānuka honey
kiwi wild flavour
wind clover
earthy oily
herbaceous
damp earth
heather
aromatic
flavour
mānuka flowers
dense branch small leaves
evergreen sirens
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mother Basil
You are the Goddess descendent
Celestiality incomparable
Branching out in austerities ascendant
Wished to thrive in mysticism bridal
Sankachuda done away conjoined Krishna
Namaste Mother Basil namaste
Your aroma, my mind kindled
Reaching your abode my soul
Inhaling your scent my body bowed
Your sanative virtues to console
Voiding my life rancid, nihil
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste!
Restored at your root the sacred water.
Resides in your heart sacred all power.
The whole of yourself the divine superior
You're godly, no wonder your chaplet ever
Adorning Lord Krishna your lover.
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste.
Olden days were grand-mas sentimental.
These days are mothers complemental.
True, you're no more questionable
Proven sanctity, curative quality commendable
Ah, science even follows grand-mas admirable
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste!
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-56
Violet(Viola spp.)
Going out of hand my heart
Questing for flora all over
And this Violet a divine art
When captured by manoeuvre
Bloomed a Violaceae-mart
Amazing me with a hang over
A hurried study did my heart
Of variety violas however
Just to end up with one Violet
Of whom small, shrubby some-some are
Perennial, annual some-some Violet
Of upswept four, lobed one lower
Petals of colours many to treat
Violet, blue yellow, white to flavour
Bicoloured some alongwith impart
All now in one hold to favour
Medicinal and culinary art
Heart and oval leaves to savor
Petaled perfume performing sweet
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-108
Kathir pachai(Pogostemon patchouli)
Do you not think she's ordinary
Realised, 'll say extra-ordinary
Calm and soft in sheer simplicity
Yet in great demand of utility
Here is joining our flower group
Kathirpachai to make a floral-troup
They're busy making the garland
Kathirpachai to final knot grand
Ovate her leaves with strange scent
Forgetting earthly needs here bent
Herself stooped to a divine task
Purple-white her flowers along bask
A murmuring hush between each other
Caring deep their work for the Mother
Kathir is fastening all so proper
In right pull and tangle and order
Garland is ready with great ardor
Adorned in distinction by the Mother
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-99
Magizhampoo(Mimusops elengi)
O'dear starry flowers
I opine you of Vaikunt
Krishna's sandal drops
From His Basil-Chest
As playing His Bansuri
Waving ecstatic Basil
Off chips chandan free
To Earth by wind docile
Blessed me having you
Flowery, fruity a lot
Tiny creamy flora woo
Cooing cuckoos to spot
Such is your fragrance
And your fruity ambrosia
Red and tasty alliance
On high trunked umbrella
And your leafy thicket
When shades the cattle
A shelter of a socket
Like the Govardhan hill
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-102
Masipachchai(Artemisia absinthium)
Fertile green festive and favourite
Much mattered the leaves of 'Pachai'
Variegated lot of Artemesia-delight
Temple lords'most sought-after'Pachai'
Short and salient fragrant and sweet
Medicated my garden scenting sanative
Mellowed gray helping the leafy treat
Buddy flora tiny pale such formative
Monitor o'Pachai enlaced with the rest
In enchanting bliss of the following
The above hundred and one in knotted zest
To make all a garland in divine touching
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Spore And The Condor
Said Spunky Spore, “We germ cells are busy making plants
So that as you fly over, Casual Condor you see flowers dance.
Though we’re very tiny, you’ll find it’s true
By joining with other spores we can form something new.”
“Well Spunky Spore, ” replied Casual Condor, “You impressed me.
As I soar it sounds like you’re in almost everything that I see.”
“How right you are! ” exclaimed the proud Spunky Spore,
“We’re in everything there is and we’re busy making more.”
The poor condor now wasn’t so casual as he started to cry.
Spunky Spore asked, “Sir, you’re crying, please tell me why.”
The sad condor wiped his eyes and said, “I need help from you.
Please make more of us or we’ll be extinct and gone from view.”
Spunky Spore is joining with his friends to see what they can do,
But for a while Casual Condor and his family will be just a few.
If humans care enough to protect this wonderful team,
Then the tragedy of extinction won’t again arrive at this extreme.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Champak Vavroovahana Patra
Champak of the Night;
How is it sweet!
The tiny flower is aromatic;
How is it enthusiastic!
The Bride is so fragrant;
How is it stimulant!
The yellow Bride is on the earthy altar;
How does it glitter!
The essence pervades in the firmament;
How is it looking pleasant!
She dances in the vernal Breeze;
How is she zealous, crazy!
She is the celestial boon of Nature;
How enchanting is she forever!
The Night princess is perfuming;
How is it enchanting, captivating!
The garland crowns the creator;
How he operates all the creatures!
The entire universe becomes calm and quiet;
How glamorous are the human beings with delight!
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Song 1
OH! bear me to the groves of palm,
Where perfum'd airs diffuse their balm!
And when the noon-tide beams invade,
Then lay me in the embow'ring shade;
Where Bananas o'er my head,
Mingling with the Tam'rind spread;
Where the long liannes combining,
Wild festoons of flow'rs entwining;
Fragrant cassia, softly blowing,
Lime and orange, ever glowing;
All their spicy breath exhale,
To scent the pleasure-fanning gale.
There her sweet ambrosial stores,
Nature in profusion pours;
The cocoa's nectar let me sip,
The citron's juice refresh my lip;
While around me hovering play
Birds, in radiant plumage gay;
And amidst the foliage, raise
Melodies, in varied lays.
There, in aromatic bow'rs,
Be mine to pass the summer-hours;
Or by some clear cascade reclin'd;
Whose dashing sound may lull the mind,
Wake the lyre and tune the song,
Scenes of paradise among!
poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-104
Maru (Origanum majorana L.)
Here joins a flash of scent
Taking us to a divine abode
Straight from the Lord's heart
Must've been she, Maru an ode
For hers is aroma indefinable
Divinizing this earth in heaps
Spreading her branches amicable
Far and wide with tiny leaves
Headed her flowers burring errors
Freshened our minds hurraying
Serving sanity be her sacred cause
Here Maru be added in all cheering
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Flora gave me fairest flowers
Flora gave me fairest flowers,
None so fair in Flora's treasure:
These I plac'd on Phillis' bowers,
She was pleas'd, and she my pleasure
Smiling meadows seem to say,
Come ye wantons, here to play.
poem by John Wilbye
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Put a Sock In It
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Today there is just too much stuff.
And people are getting fed up!
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Today there is just too much stuff.
And people are getting fed up!
Many getting sick of the pickiness started.
And when it gets sticky they can not stop.
Instigating agitation with annoyance.
Dropping all they've got to tie a mind in knots.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Today there is just too much stuff.
And people are getting fed up!
Can't you see them strike poses and begin to 'cheese'.
Then plop on their knees,
To make their pleas.
These same folks cry about bad luck.
With claims their butts are stuck in ruts.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Today there is just too much stuff.
And people are getting fed up!
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Folks have had enough,
And fed up!
Put a sock in it,
Maybe this will rush a hush.
Folks have had enough,
And fed up!
Folks have had enough.
Folks have had enough.
Folks have had enough.
And fed up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's wonderful love.......
How wonderful to win your heart with a smile
How wonderful to kiss your lips with hopeful
How wonderful to get your heart with love
How wonderful to see your soul in me
How wonderful to laugh with your sweet words
How wonderful to hold you tight and kiss gently
How wonderful to fly with you to the dream land
How wonderful to drive you through the mountain valleys
How wonderful to be with you within four walls
How wonderful to give you what you look for
How wonderful to hug you and keep you in my arms
How wonderful to wear our wedding rings on our wedding day
How wonderful to bind your love to last for ever
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Wind, Light, Leaves and Men
wind
leaves
they dance
with each other
they carress too
you hear the sound
of their love making
each time they meet
light joins in
to enrich the dance
and become one entity - laugh
louder than the sea
leaves - they are the dream of
wind and light comes true
wind, light, leaves
whenever they gather
men, animals join in their fun
take away one
and the world cries to an end
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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My childhood wasn't full of wonderful culinary memories.
quote by Thomas Keller
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Words Get Stuck In My Throat
If I had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code I love you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
Whatd I say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)
song performed by by Devo
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-105
Tulsi, (Holy basil, Ocimum tenuiflorum)
Watch, o' hitherto flowers
Here comes She from Him
With providential prowess
And you all sing your hymn
She treats you all bound
And you all inhale hmm..
Such is Tulsi, her range
Ovate leaves perfuming
Toothed margins strange
Green or reddish calming
Sanity supremacy deified
Lakshmi, Krishna outrange
Clustered flora circling
On hearty bracts spiked
In wonder all whispering
As she ties you fastened
And treated you let not
Tulsi, away your gathering
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Words Get Stuck In My Throat (live)
If i had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code "i love you."
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
What'd i say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)
song performed by by Devo
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The undeserving humiliation
With my spectacles left at home,
I sought the server’s help
To read the menu on the table.
‘You too are illiterate? ’
The server exclaimed.
An undeserving humiliation,
Every one is fated to get.
13.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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