Collected Verses On Nature
1 Elemental five essential
To Creator's cognition
Never given a denial
2 First torch from His wand
Our Sun His son
All creature's needful bond
3 Scorching parching nothing
Waxing waning but soothing
Symbol Moon full and loving
4 Silent sprawl triumphant stars
Sacred kids in His domain
Clashers of heavenly wars
5 They're His clay rolled
Thrown to roll spacewise
Rolled planets rolling ruled
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Moon Mystery!
Auspicious or not, crescent Moon is always precious to poets;
Waxing and waning Moons have different effects of superstition;
Crescent Moons good or bad are ever poets’ great inspiration!
Crescent Moon is a basket for carrying flowers of Stars in it;
Crescent Moon is the boat that travels on the ocean of Sky;
Crescent Moon is a fine jewel decorating Lord Siva’s tresses!
Waxing crescent Moon with a Star is very auspicious to Islamites;
Thus silent beauty in the Western Sky encourages worn out souls;
But the waning crescent Moon in the Eastern Sky was a fun on tour!
What a beautiful sight the waning crescent Moon in the Eastern Sky!
On a sudden bus travel in plains I happened to see this in a cold night
Making me wonder as I used to wonder at the Western crescent Moon!
Moon is still a mystery though many rockets are sent there for probes
As the dark side of the Moon is still a dark matter for millions of years!
poem by Ramesh T A
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We rolled in the jungle
we rolled in the jungle
like a gagster
if you had seen me with a myke
you would call me master
if you had seen me with a gun
you would call me gunster
if you had seen me in the club
you would call me clubster
if you had seen me in the gang
you would call me gangster
we rolled we rolled we rolled
we rolled in the jungle
like a gangster
i stepped into the gang
they called me gangster
i reached for a bottle of star
they called me master
i am the brightest star
though the smallest of the stars
but the brightest of the stars
but before i grabbed the star
i had a serious scar
and without the gangsters
am still the real star
and so we rolled in the jungle
like a gangster
poem by Micheal Udenyi
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Poetry
Among storms, among fires,
Among burning passions,
In elemental, flaming strife,
It flies to us from the heavens-
A heavenly creature to earth's son
With gaze of clearest azure-
And on the rebellious sea
It pours a soothing balm.
poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
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A silente creature
The silent creature
populates the human
minds
A silent creature
is invisible but
reliable and fizzy
This creature is
silent because she
needs to be
understood, refined and
she wants a
lot of aids
A silent creature
is an explosion
of life
To be a
silent creature is
a fresh and
wonderful sensation
A silent creature
is an angelical
messenger
She is a
happy, ancient, colorful
and vital imagine
A silent creature
tells many different
and interesting stories
Sometimes the silent
creature deceives to
defeat the racism
A silent creature
is defenseless from
the not curious
A silent creature
is a desirable
but desperate and
suspicious person
A silent creature
can be an
alter ego
She is a
guide of dignity
and human values
poem by Laura arwen
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Rocknroll Juvenile
Im a rockn roll juvenile,
Watch me run a mile,
When they play beethoven,
Im a rockn roll groovy mover,
I only dig beethoven,
When hes been rolled over.
(roll over beethoven).
Im a rockn roll holy roller,
I love to sing bout jesus,
Cos he saved my soul-a,
Im a rockn rolling believer,
Roll a rock at the devil,
Hes just a deceiver,
(roll the rock).
Look at me, Im your rockn roll man,
Been a rockn roll fan since it began,
Look at me, follow me if you care,
Ive found a rockn roll heaven,
Ill take you there.
Look at me here I am,
Get a rockn roll band,
I am a rockn roll frontman,
Love a solo guitar,
It could take you far-take it-take it away.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Roll Out!
You rolled in,
Like an unexpected breeze!
Making demands to please
And satisfy.
Without chemistry or understanding my needs,
Or even IF you qualify to justify my attention.
You expect I should accept this?
That is not what I am about!
Just as you descended and rolled in...
Roll out!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our great symbol for the Goddess is the moon, whose three aspects reflect the three stages in women's lives and whose cycles of waxing and waning coincide with women's menstrual cycles.
quote by Carol P. Christ
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Never is she shut #never is she shut
You are my Sun.
You are now set.
You brought me dawn
Everyday at ten.
You sent me dusk
Everyday at five.
Weekend two days,
You left me in dark.
You shone on me for brief,
But heavily, brightly
And deeply with warmth.
That referred warmth
Spread all the night.
I felt the shine of my Sun,
Off the dusk, at full night.
My night is brightly lit.
Now my sun is set.
Where is my dawn?
Where is my dusk?
Where is the sunny day?
Where is my beauty?
Who will there be to lit
My night-full day?
And dreaded night?
You be a Moon, now on.
Waxing and waning,
Be always on horizon
So that there comes
Once a while a full-moon,
To imbue me with life.
My day-less night
Is lit with Moonlight.
You be my stars, farther.
You twinkle and twinkle
At me high from horizon!
With your news, beckon!
With your heart, command!
I am in the bath of starlight.
My night-full day is lit.
My sun, though, is set,
No dark is there at night.
She is there as Moon.
She is there as Stars.
Though she is set as Sun.
I’m now a nocturnal.
She can never be set
Out of my heart and soul.
11.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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East Coker
What is the late November doing
With the disturbance of the spring
And creatures of the summer heat,
And snowdrops writhing under feet
And hollyhocks that aim too high
Red into grey and tumble down
Late roses filled with early snow?
Thunder rolled by the rolling stars
Simulates triumphal cars
Deployed in constellated wars
Scorpion fights against the Sun
Until the Sun and Moon go down
Comets weep and Leonids fly
Hunt the heavens and the plains
Whirled in a vortex that shall bring
The world to that destructive fire
Which burns before the ice-cap reigns.
poem by T.S. Eliot
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young poetess, ignis fatuus
come with me, come with me
we shall be silent under a sky full of stars
come with me come with me
and be so so silent like me
we will be seeing a dark sky full of stars
we shall be silent without their wars
we will only be the wisps of the winds
whispering whims and hymns
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Master of Music
Glory of architect, glory of painter, and sculptor, and bard,
Living forever in temple and picture and statue and song, --
Look how the world with the lights that they lit is illumined and starred,
Brief was the flame of their life, but the lamps of their art burn long!
Where is the Master of Music, and how has he vanished away?
Where is the work that he wrought with his wonderful art in the air?
Gone, -- it is gone like the glow on the cloud at the close of the day!
The Master has finished his work, and the glory of music is -- where?
Once, at the wave of his wand, all the billows of musical sound
Followed his will, as the sea was ruled by the prophet of old:
Now that his hand is relaxed, and his rod has dropped to the ground,
Silent and dark are the shores where the marvellous harmonies rolled!
Nay, but not silent the hearts that were filled by that life-giving sea;
Deeper and purer forever the tides of their being will roll,
Grateful and joyful, O Master, because they have listened to thee, --
The glory of music endures in the depths of the human soul.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Snowball
My baby took our love
And then she rolled it up
Rolled it up a hill
Like a ball of snow
Like a snowball grows
Until it gets too big
Until she lost control
And it rolled back down
And it rolled back down
And it rolled back down
And it rolled back down
She took a tiny bit
And rolled it up again
Slower than before
She went a step too far
She had to let it go
I saw it go straight down
My baby turned around
Started up again
Started up again
Started up again
Started up again
Eyes were made for looking
Hands were made for holdin
Hearts were made for lovin
Lips were made for kissin
Legs were made for walkin
Tracks were made to follow
Thats what Im gonna do
Two tracks
In the snow
Two tracks
Up that hill
My heart broke
When my baby left
Two tracks behind
song performed by by Devo
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You're The Ticket
(keith follese/wade kirby/jess brown)
I wanna be the one sittin' next to you
On your mama's front porch swing
Feel like the guy that gets the girl
On a forty-foot silver screen
I wanna steal a kiss when we stop
At the top of a great big ferris wheel
I wanna know how good that feels
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
I wanna be the kid in the candy store
With a new twenty dollar bill
Wanna walk in the sand holdn' your hand
With nothin' but time to kill
Roll the dice when i need a seven
And know that i can't lose
Girl you make every dream come true
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
I said a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Simon
The waxing and the waning of the moon,
To what should i compare you my love?
But, rebuke a wise person and he or she will love you.
The waxing and the waning of the cycles of life!
To whom should i compare you my love?
But, reprove a scoffer and he or she will hate you.
We all came from the same source,
But every man thinks that his burden is the heaviest!
However, who feels it knows it all.
To write my mind out and to overcome many obstacles,
For i am the one to set you free my love;
Because, in this great future!
You can't foget your past.
You are the star!
The artist, the dancer and the drummer;
And Simon is your name,
But humility comes before honour.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Knowing time in ancient time
‘Get up! be ready! time for prayer.'
Today, clock alarm chants to ears.
When Tessa's grandma was twelve years old,
her grandma counted age, the springs rolled.
Heavenly bodies sun, moon and stars
used to tell time to her forefathers.
When planets will set and when will rise
naturally guessed time they were so wise.
Day divided, morning, noon, evening
dusk, mid-night, dawn; the nights.
Shadows displayed; noon, fore or after
stick stuck in ground evolved sundial.
Doodle-doo said dawn is going to break
chirping birds yelled get up from the bed.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Ticklish Tom
Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom?
He got tickled by his mom.
Wiggled and giggled and fell on the floor,
Laughed and rolled right out the door.
All the way to school and then
He got tickled by his friends.
Laughed till he fell off his stool,
Laughed and rolled right out of school
Down the stairs and finally stopped
Till he got tickled by a cop.
And all the more that he kept gigglin',
All the more folks kept ticklin'.
He shrieked and screamed and rolled around,
Laughed his way right out of town.
Through the country down the road,
He got tickled by a toad.
Past the mountains across the plain,
Tickled by the falling rain,
Tickled by the soft brown grass,
Tickled by the clouds that passed.
Giggling, rolling on his back
He rolled on the railroad track.
Rumble, rumble, whistle, roar-
Tom ain't ticklish any more.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Human Existence On Earth
How do you define human existence on earth?
Some say our life on earth is like a journey
The journey begins from the day we are born
And terminates the day we die
Others say that our life is a school
We start learning from the day we are born
Everyday of our life on earth
There is always something new to learn
The schooling ends the day we die
Few compare our life on earth to the sun
Our sunrise is the day we are born
While our sun sets on the day we die
Our life can also be likened to a flower
The flower is planted the day we are born
As we grow up, our flower germinates
When we reach middle-age
Our flower blooms and sparkles
After we retire, our flower fades away
Life of humans can also be equated to the four seasons
The spring covers birth to adolescent years
Summer of our life begins from adolescent to middle-age
While fall season starts from middle-age to retirement
The winter of our life will be from retirement to death
Another analogy is to liken human existence on earth
To the waxing and waning of the moon
From our birth to the time we retire from active service
Can be compared to waxing of the new moon to full moon
While our life from retirement to our death
Can be associated with the waning of full moon to new moon
Whatever may be your own analysis of life?
Always live everyday to the fullest
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Young Poetess, Ignis Fatuus
come with me, come with me
we shall be silent under a skyful of stars
come with me come with me
and be so so silent like me
we will be seeing a dark sky full of stars
we shall be silent without their wars
we will only be the wisps of the winds
whispering whims and hymns
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet 10
sweet influence which coaxes to remove
my mind and affections to distant shore
my mettle by fire is seeking to prove,
by fire tempering to a worthier store.
sun and moon immortal shine,
single light and light deflecting,
like source of love, human-divine,
and Light of love love reflecting.
cycles swing from nothing to all,
changes point on changeless disc
like rise in pitch followed by fall,
full moon waning to waxing cusp.
of what noble metal is base clay made
that over it Light wages war with shade.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Today... 'Faithful Creator
Look to the heavens and hear the stars sing
of their Faithful Creator who made everything.
All the great planets and stars arranging
He's so unchangeable and unchanging.
This Wonderful Creator the created became
and died to save us from our sin and shame.
A brand new creation has now begun
created anew by God's Faithful Son.
Let's turn to Him and the Gospel obey
Walking with Jesus the heavenly way.
Then forever with the Lord we shall be
dwelling with Jesus for eternity.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)