Ability-3
She was knotted to wedding augury
Only to tread on poorness
Destiny stampeded her and her five kids
Just to gobble her only son like a dragon
But blest husband most benevolent
Adorable granny so highly hospitable
Much so shining her sacred investitures
Threw much confidence in blest heart
She became 'Amma' for everyone around
Wonder how she spellbound even children
So bound all thronged in as dear and near
She became the merciful'Annapoorani'soon
Fiery fate but sometimes repeats to gluttonize
It ate her husband on a sudden hit
Bereaved granny but upheld strong despite wealthless
Her caring heart brought in serving people
Sought to no job she groomed her kindness only
Good soul hers earned good souls only
Wonder how a caring heart gains caring hearts
She died encircled with a halo of huge mob
Godly like Mother Terasa she was to us all
And her aphorism of practical words...
'Fame is compassion and compassion alone
poem by Indira Renganathan
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It's More Than Something You Can Intellectualize
There's a lot more to caring than knowing
There's a lot more to caring than saying
There's a lot more to caring than thinking
You can 'know' you care
Think you care
Convince yourself you care, even think that you genuinely care
But that really isn't fair
If your actions don't match
The attitude of caring
The attitude of loving
It's more
It's more than those who love you
More than those who care for you
It's the ones who don't
It's the ones you don't know
It's those, it's them, they need you most
You can't just walk away
Caring is more than something you can think about
You can't be compassionate and ignore a need
You can't fulfill every need
Where is compassion?
Where is caring?
If it's so much more, what is it that we have?
Is it worth trying?
Won't you fail?
But you forget
Caring is more
It's more than something you can intellectualize
It's more than a concept
It's more than thinking
More than knowing
More than even an action
Caring is a lifestyle
For all those around you
Even beyond yourself
O and one more thing caring isn't about caring about
Yourself.
poem by David Knox
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Old Granny Sullivan
A pleasant shady place it is, a pleasant place and cool -
The township folk go up and down, the children pass to school.
Along the river lies my world, a dear sweet world to me:
I sit and learn - I cannot go; there is so much to see.
But Granny she has seen the world, and often by her side
I sit and listen while she speaks of youthful days of pride;
Old Granny's hands are clasped; she wears her favourite faded shawl -
I ask her this, I ask her that: she says, 'I mind it all.'
The boys and girls that Granny knew, far o'er the seas are they,
But there's no love like the old love, and the old world far away;
Her talk is all of wakes and fairs - or how, when night would fall,
''Twas many a quare thing crept and came,' and Granny 'minds them all.'
The day she first met Sullivan - she tells it all to me -
How she was hardly twenty-one and he was twenty-three.
The courting days! the kissing days! - but bitter things befall
The bravest hearts that plan and dream. Old Granny 'minds it all.'
Her wedding-dress I know by heart; yes! every flounce and frill;
And the little home they lived in first, with the garden on the hill.
'Twas there her baby boy was born; and neighbours came to call,
But none had seen a boy like Jim - and Granny 'minds it all.'
They had their fights in those old days; but Sullivan was strong,
A smart quick man at anything; 'twas hard to put him wrong…
One day they brought him from the mine… (The big salt tears will fall)…
''Twas long ago, God rest his soul!' Poor Granny 'minds it all.'
The first dark days of widowhood, the weary days and slow,
The grim, disheartening, uphill fight, then Granny lived to know.
'The childer,' ah! they grew and grew - sound, rosy-cheeked and tall:
'The childer' still they are to her. Old Granny 'minds them all.'
How well she loved her little brood! Oh, Granny's heart was brave!
She gave to them her love and faith - all that the good God have.
They change not with the changing years; as babies just the same
She feels for them, though some, alas! have brought her grief and shame:
The big world called them here and there, and many a mile away:
They cannot come - she cannot go - the darkness haunts the day;
And I, no flesh and blood of hers, sit here while shadows fall -
I sit and listen - Granny talks; for Granny 'minds them all.'
Just fancy Granny Sullivan at seventeen or so,
In all the floating fin
poem by John Shaw Neilson
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Christmas Tear
a christmas visitor came to see me today
and he had so much to say
strange as you may think it to be
he sat and talked with me.
he told me that his heart was down.
there was no kindness to be found.
people running to and fro
and yet! no wheres to go.
humanity has lost the values of life
and put dollar signs on the front of everything you see.
everyone searching for monetary gains
and their lives will never be the same.
what has happened to family joining to decorate the tree?
sitting down at dinnertime and talking about hopes and dreams and fantasies.-none of this do i see
kindness and sharing is the key
to save all of humanity.
children used to play with one another
not caring about ones color.
elders used to help each other
and call one another sister and brother.
now all i see is hypocrisy and everyone satisfying
their own needs.
putting me in your hearts just once a year
will not give you salvation.
it is with the sharing and caring of one another
that will set you free.
so that in my kingdom you will be with me.
for i have made all that you have
and all that you see.
this is the creation which i have given to thee.
open your hearts before it's too late
for saint peter will not meet you at the gate.
these were the words given to me on christmas day
and with tears in his eyes he went away.
poem by Louis Rams
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Alankar (Decor) -14
Caring, loving, as mothers all in heart
Caring, loving, as mothers all in heart
That they are gods so said we do agree
Things do change but at times for all'fair'art
Mother she could find a girl so smart
For son so sweet her choice her'fair'degree
Caring, loving, as mothers all in heart
Busy preparations mounted high cost
Forward mother shopping, spending on spree
Things do change but at times for all'fair'art
Wishing pappa shouting decreed 'cut cost'
Wedding planning done rich momma was free
Caring, loving, as mothers all in heart
When all was well steady going so smart
Then came the news shocking 'no jamboree'
Things do change but at times for all'fair'art
Girl'fair'fled to beat son to loose heart
Alarmed pappa attacked momma fair free
Caring, loving, as mothers all in heart
Things do change but at times for all'fair'art
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Safe House
Thank God for a way to escape from the shadows
A refuge where battered women rebuild their tomorrows…
The undisclosed location is free from violent threats
It is a place where women wake without cold sweats
Thank God for a caring staff who was there to guide
People who worked in a place to protect and provide…
Caring people with kind quantities and an angelic heart
Volunteers played with kids... enabling fear to depart
Thank God for the guidance that was given each day
One step at a time, starting to heal and say I’ll be okay
Giving women the confidence to breathe and reorganize
Reassurance gave strength to overcome and revitalize
Thank God for the wonderful women I met in this sanctuary
They had a common trait; bravely doing what was necessary
I recognized myself in each pillar of hope wanting to survive
Mental bruises were visible; we were all glad to be alive
Thank God I had an opportunity to meet these women of worth
Women with varied backgrounds from the corners of the earth...
We lived together and shared caring for young children
With compassion we listened to one another over and over again
Thank God for the strength I gained from the buoyancy of friends
We were not isolated cases; we became a family with dividends
Saying our good byes with embraces, we knew we were all related
I fondly recall the brave woman whose self-respect was reinstated
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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A Special Friend Indeed
You are my guiding star
That God sent along.
So please stay with me,
At least when things go wrong.
I'm glad that god blessed me,
With a caring angel till the end.
A person to take me for a ride,
A person to help me get a girlfriend.
You gonna get married in few days
I can't bear to be apart.
All the restrictions on whole day texting,
Will be too much for my heart.
So stay single my best friend,
You are the one with those cutiepie cheeks and shining eyes
The one that cheers me up,
The one that seems huge in size
But after I met you..
Something really seemed huge
Not your weight..not your stomach
But,
your caring and beautiful heart.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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A Caring Heart
A caring heart will never stray
even when its owner has to go away.
It will think of its happy home
dismissing thoughts of wanting to roam.
No pastures are ever greener
than the ones in your backyard.
A home is the hearth of the family
and love will always keep it warm.
A caring heart will always
consider this as it goes on its way.
When temptation is near
a caring heart will steer clear
and use the loving star
to guide it safely back home.
poem by David Harris
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Boomin' Granny
Yea..
Ah yea...
Agh yea this one's dedicated to all
the ladies in the front , the back
All the older ladies out there
lookin' nice, you know who you are
whoo...
I need you, boomin' granny
I said I want you, boomin' granny
Boomin' granny, boomin' granny
Boomin' granny, good and plenty
Well it might sound odd, it might sound corny
But here's some sex rhymes for those that are horny
For your boomin' granny with the boomin' system
Said I love ya won't leave ya so you got to listen
See I'm talkin' about the way that I'm feeling
You're so lovely lengthy and so appealing
A sassy sophisticated sexy lady
Well I'm 26 and you're 80
The clock is ticking so you better not front
We can go downtown and we could smoke some blunt
Well you're a lovely girlgolden girl, just like Bea Arthur
Just turn down the lights so we can go farther
Boomin' granny, boomin' granny
Boomin' granny, good and plenty
Because I saw ya at the check out line
You dropped your coupons and you were looking fine
Sophisticated, and so mature
I couldn't really care if you're 50 or 74
Because I want ya, and I need ya
Hey boomin' granny you could be my teacher
And I could be your pet, bet
Listen old lady I'm gonna make ya sweat!
I know I'm younger, and your much older
You look so nice on my Chevy Nova
I'm gonna take her to the low rider show, and flaunt ya
I gotta tell ya lady I said I want ya, boomin' granny
Because I need you boomin' granny
Boomin' granny, boomin' fanny
Boomin' granny, good and plenty
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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She Was A Nice Old Lady
Does it really matter one little bit at all
If only her family and her few friends memories of her do recall
She was a nice old lady that much of her I did know
But she did not die easily her end painful and slow
I had not seen her for somewhile but sad am I to say
That this evening one who knew her told me she was buried yesterday
In the flesh she will not be seen walking in the park again
But fond memories of her in those who knew her are destined to remain
Pre-deceased by her husband he died ten years ago
Their only offspring a Granddad in his late fifties the years on him begin to show
To her son she was a good mother and to her husband she was a good wife
A kind and caring person and one who did love life
Since her husband life departed she had lived on her own
She did not have a public profile and she was not well known.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Poem Of The Soul Says
The Poem of the Soul says
We must love in Kindness all good we meet
And help wherever we can.
The Poem of the Soul says
For those closest to us
Caring for them is caring for ourselves;
And even more if necessary.
The Poem of the Soul says
God is Beyond us always
And yet we in our Goodness
Walk in God’s way.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Husband...
A husband should be
Loyal and honest
A husband should be
Strong and protective
A husband should be
Loving and romantic
A husband should be
Patient and understanding
A husband should know
When enough is enough
A husband should know
When to fight and when to cry
A husband should know
all your goals and dreams
A husband should know
your strengths and well as your weaknesses
A husband needs to be a true man
A husband needs to love you unconditionally
A husband needs to know your heart is forever his
poem by Sarah Holmes
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A Company C E O
A company C E O and seen as a success in life
But he beats his children and he beats his wife
And for his young mistress he buys a good time
But these things when you are wealthy are not seen as a crime
That money does speak every language in his case does apply
To be a good husband and father he does not even try
He may not be a good husband and father but that seems okay
As money more about you it seems more does say
Than compassion or kindness or morality can
He is seen as a good and a successful person though an immoral man
Far from a nice person though a millionaire
And that money speaks every language he is all too aware
Far from a good husband and father but never the less
He is a big Corporation C E O and seen as a success.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Husband
Do you realise
That over the
Years, if you
Become dependent
On your husband -
Especially if you
Have a loving and
Caring, lovable
Husband.
You dread
What the world
Would be without
Him, when you
Would never be
Able to see your
Husband.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Early Works - Caring
Caring is about the little things
tears on a sunny day
for friends who may have gone away.
Caring, a word with such expression
when times are hard
the out stretched willing helping hand.
Caring a thing, we cannot always see,
but it’s nice to know
that there is always someone there.
Caring something, we always need
a cherished thought
by someone, anyone who cares.
4 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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My Precious Mother
You're smart, crafty,
and very caring,
and you are the gift I'm always sharing.
You one that will not
forget
all the good times since we met.
You are the one I'm closest to
And I'm always there if you don't
have anything to do.
You're more powerful than
any other and
that's what's keeping me with
my mother.
Remember that you're more
caring than any other
and that you'll always be my
precious mother.
poem by Casey Jarrell
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The Little Old Lady From Pasadena
Its the little old lady from pasadena
Its the little old lady from pasadena
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Got a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
But parked in her rickety old garage
Is a brand new shiny red super-stock dodge
And everybodys saying theres nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from pasadena
She drives real fast and she drives real hard
Shes a terror out on colorado boulevard
Its the little old lady from pasadena
You can see her on the street just gettin her kicks now
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
With her four speed stick and her four-twenty-six now
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Shes gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
cause she cant keep her foot off the accelerator
And everybodys saying theres nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from pasadena
She drives real fast and she drives real hard
Shes a terror out on colorado boulevard
And everybodys saying theres nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from pasadena
She drives real fast and she drives real hard
Shes a terror out on coloradooulevard
Its the little old lady from pasadena
If you see her on the street dont try to choose her
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
You may have a goer but youll never lose her
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
The guys come to race her from miles around
But shell them a length and shell shut em down
And everybodys saying theres nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from pasadena
She drives real fast and she drives real hard
Shes a terror out on colorado boulevard
Its the little old lady from pasadena
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Granny go
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Granny go
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Granny go
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Granny go
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Come with me, darling..
come with me darling,
we shall go for shopping,
we can look for many things,
that are warm and melting.
Have you heard my heart beating,
to the vibration your sighting,
what portion that you having,
that makes me obeying.
we have found a commodity,
that has many identities,
It is a confidence booster,
comfort that we needed.
When I cry, this makes you to wipe my tears,
When I look sick, this makes you to look at me deeper,
when I am down, this makes you to lift me up higher,
When I am in trouble this makes you to pull me to you closer.
Caring is the elixir, that makes our life happier,
Caring is the doctrine, that guide us to be merrier,
Caring is the wonderful feeling, selfless with out barriers,
Caring is the only bond that keeps us all together.
Come with me darling,
we shall go for shopping,
we can look for one thing,
that is warm and melting! !
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Pretty woman
Pretty woman.
But wife is beautiful.
Pretty woman is hot.
But wife is the sexiest.
Pretty woman is just for sex.
But a wife is to make love.
Wife is a forbidden fruit.
To you and all.
and wife is more caring.
Be at home and by her husband.
and wife is the husband diamond.
And the husband love making love to her.
That no other women can.
Make him feel so good.
and her husband always in love.
With her.
And wife is the husband success.
Loving and warm full happiness.
She bears our children. And
She is the most gifted darling.
poem by See Fee Lee
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Granny Goodbye
Mom of my dad woman so sad
Oh grannys gonna sleep in peace
Grandmommy of children you love
Oh granny one more minute with me
Walk my granny back home to her house in the sky
Im gonna walk my granny back home
Buon giorn goodbye
Oh virgin of life widow and wife
My nanas heart was torn in two
Cause granddaddy died and he bleeds for his lonely bride
Oh nana I make a prayer for you
Walk my granny back home to her spouse in the sky
Im gonna walk my granny back home
Buon giorn goodbye
Walk my granny back home to her house in the sky
Im gonna walk my granny back home
Buon giorn goodbye
Buon giorn goodbye
Buon giorn goodbye
So long goodbye
Oh granny you gonna sleep in peace
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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I Cry
Can I cry and get over you now?
Dear heart,
Stop your bleeding
Stem the flow
I am pleading
Can I cry and let go of you now?
Can I cry and get over you now?
Brave mind
Stop tormenting
That's enough
I'm repenting
Can I cry and let go of you now?
Can I cry and get over you now?
Sweet soul
Stop your bearing
I am done
Done with caring
Can I cry and let go of you now?
I cry for me now, letting go.
Bleed dry
Tired minds eye
Stop caring? I lie
Don't think I will ever get over you
poem by Stevie Taite
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