Alankar(Decor) -47
Finale(Pleiades)
Fading out done life fast
Fated phase shows the Truth
Final play, one to part
Frail end fearing the left
Fact is to face the end
Finals on life's ground lost
Firm yet birthed a new match
poem by Indira Renganathan
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With The Ring
It had almost vanished
The life dream was finished
You were seven seas far
For me a fading star
I was not disillusioned
It was inside and never questioned
I dare not it to be mentioned
You had many a timed cautioned
I remembered each and every minute thing
You were forever in mind to be missed for something
You had occupied most of the golden past
The memories were never to be faded fast
I had proposed once with the ring
When you were trying to sing
A song of ever lasting joy
I was lost for a moment to enjoy
You looked at with scant respect
As it was stupid and foolish act
I kept quiet and did not react
It was reality of love in fact
You have now feelings of real bond
I was in fact dreaming of no second
You remained most of the time
Never to missed from life any time
I am now fading start in life
It had been troublesome like an edge of knife
You had promised for something
But was uncommitted for anything
I feel some one is touching me with grace
The blood rushed fast on the face
I wait for something new to happen
It is as if I am waiting for some good news even
'I wear it finally on your name' she wrote
I was feet above ground to claim
That happiness is no more illusion
Why was I so far under the cover of confusion?
I kissed clay on ground
Some new message was found
I felt as if some one kissed me from far end
Was it her really sending me signals with clear trend?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hard Life To Love
Livin in the fast is easy
Till you run out of road
Friends will turn to strangers
When youre out of control
A slip of the tongue when
Its done, is often hard to
See it thru
So never let your words be lies
Or theyll come looking for you
Its a hard life to love
For the price of glory you left
And threw your fortunes away
Never really cared too much for
The job or the pay
Youre standing in the rain with
No cover but you never complain
Youre an angry young man face to
Face but your mirrors insane
Its a hard life to love
Im simply refusing a part in your world
And I see how it burns
See how it burns
And youre simply denying the fact
That youre blind and I see no more
I see red - I only see red
Think of all the times I was
Hurting but you felt no pain
Think of all the lies you told me
Again and again
And still you see the truth
From those who continue to lie
And now youre seeking life
From those who are living to die
Its a hard life to love
Im simply refusing a part in your world
And I see how it burns
See how it burns
And youre simply denying the fact
That youre blind and I see no more
I see red - I only see red
Livin in the fast lane aint easy
When you run out of road
Friends will turn to strangers
When youve nowhere to go
Dont give a damn when youre lost
Cause youll die from it all
Laws were made to be broken
And you do it for the thrill of it all
Its a hard life to love
Its a hard life to love
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Men, women and children
No matter what their age
Or what the phase
Of life
Through which they are passing
They are traceable
One never knows
The fact is known
They are lost.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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Final Exams
Final Exams are such a big hassle
But I suppose it is worth all the stress
If it is for the cap, gown and tassel
Even though I wish the stress was much less
If only the finals were trouble-free
No one would worry this much or freak out
And we'd be done quick and effortlessly
Finals being easy? I really doubt
So I'll keep trying to get a good grade
And from a big college I'll graduate
Then when I'm a doctor, I'll have it made
But first, my finals, before it's too late
So here I am, still taking my exam
Using everything I just had to cram
poem by Caroline Bulleck
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A Friend To You
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Show me your fear, causing the hate
Look at myself
I hear your words, anticipate
I am your wealth
The one who tells you when & when not to conform
The one you cannot see
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
I think your thoughts, I see your dreams
I speak the truth
I watch you move, collaborate
I am your youth
The one who tells you what is right and what is wrong
The one you want to be
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
We are one, you can confide in me
We are one, you cannot hide from me
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
I am to you
Each phase of life
song performed by by Xentrix
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A Friend To You
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Show me your fear, causing the hate
Look at myself
I hear your words, anticipate
I am your wealth
The one who tells you when & when not to conform
The one you cannot see
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
I think your thoughts, I see your dreams
I speak the truth
I watch you move, collaborate
I am your youth
The one who tells you what is right and what is wrong
The one you want to be
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
We are one, you can confide in me
We are one, you cannot hide from me
I am to you
The friend you'll never know
Each phase of life
A new scenario
I am to you
Each phase of life
song performed by by Xentrix
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A Firm Foundation
God takes you through His Revelation, to put you on a firm foundation,
He takes you from your shaky ground, to build on The Truth you found.
Many men come from every nation, drawn to Truth through Revelation,
And the Truth that these men found, is The Rock that’s sure and sound.
The Rock my friend is Jesus Christ; He’s a firm foundation for your life.
When you enter through The Door, He sets your footing firm and sure.
Friend, even in the midst of strife, your firm foundation is Jesus Christ.
An Eternal Rock is Christ our Lord; He is firm and steady forevermore.
Christ is more than just salvation, for He is The Light of every nation.
As you travel the world’s night, Christ, my friend, is your guiding light.
Safely guided to your destination, being led by The God of creation.
Christ will bring you through the night, in a way that is sure and right.
When you come to Jesus Christ, you my friend, shall have a surer life.
Indeed, a surer life in any place, leaning upon God’s Awesome Grace.
Filled with the peace of Jesus Christ, as you go through pain and strife,
For at any time and in any place, you friend, can seek The Lord’s face.
Indeed, Christ is a firm foundation, that leads you to Eternal Salvation,
And when you get through this night, you will see God’s Eternal Light.
When in your life The Lord is found, you will be upon Eternal Ground.
So my friend, come to Jesus Christ, and you shall inherit Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©07/2005)
Reality
My will has deserted,
Must have found another place
To agonize with desire,
Like another distorted face....
Fading, I am fading
Fast, very fast,
I am powerless to resist,
Realizing that I sacrifice bliss...
Turn around, no, don't go!
Trust awhile, -stay, play, play!
Repair the ruination
Relax, and wait a day...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Of Lost Joy and Faded Memories...
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptively.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
.or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Fading Memories
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptively.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
.or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost imperceptibly
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
.or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories
.
Somewhere...Somehow...I Lost It
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptively.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
..or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptively.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
.or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptively.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
..or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Lost It...I Don't Know When Or
I have suddenly realized I have lost it.
I have lost the joy that was in my life.
When did that happen?
I don't know the exact day...however
as near as I can figure out, it happened
slowly. Ever so slowly...almost unperceptivly.
Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself
through that in life that one loves. And so...
mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were
no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I
moved...and left behind the drooping willows that
fronted the house I no longer have. The house
where so many beautiful memories were born.
Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime
were house in places I no longer went to. It left when
I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I
was known by name. It left with scores of doormen,
and servers that I had grow found of.
Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came
the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer
was a part of my life.
I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones
that I shall never see again. Some dead...some
scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far
corners of the earth.
As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less
vivid. Until...a day like today...when something
.or someone reminds me...
Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories.
Afraid To Face The Fact
The truth of life, the wealthiest health,
The cause of good, a happiest act.
The need of love, the sky above;
We are afraid to face the fact.
The powerless power, the lifeless life,
The truth unspoken, the pain intact;
The nicest of things, the powers of thought,
We are afraid to face the fact.
The skies' a blue, the sound of ‘woo'*,
The rivers have shrunk, the stars react,
The storms noise**; and peoples too;
We are afraid to face the fact.
The rights wrong; the wrongs of right,
The nature of natures; shall keep the pact,
The time has come, the time of flight,
We are afraid to face the fact.
The day, the sun; the night' the moon;
The ‘now' the wealth; the ‘then' the ruin,
The brain the dream; the heart, the act,
We are afraid to face the fact.
*'woo' signifies ‘joy'.
** ‘noise' is used as a verb here.
poem by Osama Waqar
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Fight is no answer
I remind you why
The truth we should face and never shy
Life is to end one day
That is natural way
How can you fight for rented house?
Life is not given for misuse
You need not fight to stay alive
Life is meant to be enjoyed and lived
Why world is falling apart?
We fail to realize it as part
No one can stop you when time comes to depart
To understand and give love is fine art
Fight is no answer
Right doesn’t lie with fewer
You can’t force someone to be with you forever
As truth is keeping you away for ever
You are not simple fool
If know the of remaining cool
Think twice and stay firm
Your views are genuine and firm
Love is never had for asking
It must have full baking
Love for loved and help to deserved
This is simple law an d must be observed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Tally
Blood speckles the earthen ground,
Men sacrifice their life, their mind, their everything.
A fading memory, a shimmering sound.
The face of life wears a frown,
For life is flying on broken wings,
As blood speckles the earthen ground.
Family photos lay strewn to later be found,
Among the anguished souls, still longing, searching,
For a fading memory, a shimmering sound.
Functions cease and pumps break down,
Adrenaline lies dormant, still waiting,
As blood speckles the earthen ground.
Thoughts float by under limits and bounds,
The calls and prayers soothing,
The fading memory, the shimmering sound.
The effort of many, of whose spirits are wound,
Tightly on strings pulled taut by forces of reckoning,
As blood speckles the earthen ground,
For a fading memory, a shimmering sound.
poem by Samuel Hall
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The perception of truth
Fact exists, truth needs to be believed
My truth is important to me
I also understand that
Your truth is important, to you
My life is not just a single truth
But a village of many kinds of truth
The version you believe, may be different from mine
And both versions are true, to each of us
The duality of truth
Fights for resolution
And yet, coexists
Quietly, when it needs to
Funny concept this truth
Does fact indeed exist?
And do we really need,
To believe the truth?
Are both just empty shadows
We chase, to play our role
In a divine comedy
For an audience of one
poem by Anita Atina
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Never...Ever be
If you’ve lost a child
You’ve lost a part of your heart
And you’ll never, ever
Be quite the same again
You will be forever searching
Each and every young face
For the rest of your life…
And perhaps even still longer then
You’ll still have the same name
Perhaps Live in the same place
you’ll never stop hoping
To somehow again see her face
But there’s one sad fact
On which you can depend
And that’s, that you’ll never…ever
Be quite the same person again
poem by David Whalen
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