Styles Of Beggary-4
Regular absentees festively so present
Deepavali and Pongal scavenge to harvest
'Not paid, not supported sufficient'
Grinning memo haunts the government
Tipped grin salutes bright
And
Road doesn't remember the sweeping faces
Year throughout as mostly their labourless absence
And the unending hands of cadgers..
Festivels are beggary-days
For divine boons
True but untrue
As 'inam' is angry beneficence
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Remember me! ! !
Remember me every year when the summer comes again
When the sun shines above golden and bright
Like your heart
I know how you feel
Remember me!
Did you remember those summer days?
You will Smile and your eyes that i adore
Those green eyes will glow more bright then the sun above
And the angels will fly above while you smile
Those green eyes like those green days
How i loved those eyes take care of those eyes and
Remember me!
Remember me every year when the winter days come again
And when its a lovely raining day
While the drops of rain runs trough your hair
To slip and make love on your soft skin
Remember me!
Remember me every time that you meet
Those poor kids on the corner of the streets
Or an old man and alone people on the road
I know what you will feel
Those eyes will tear
Remember me!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Festival Thai Pongal
Autumnal equinox is loud
Devas are asleep sound
Wintry inclemency is around
Reaching a solstice high abound
This and that sometimes and sometimes
Hide and seek of sun's gimmicks
A phase of rain and cold in sweeps
To sow and reap rice gold in heaps
Holy Margazhi awakes
In black and grey nips bathes
Sanguine blot in rising mirth
On the forehead of mother earth
Margazhi sings her morning melody
Thereon stringing in harmony
Thiruppavai Thiruvempavai and Bhajans
Holy Margazhi auspicious, matins propitious
Margazhi grown pregnant
Thai born resplendant
From their sleep Devas are out
Festive exultation bursts out
'Pongalo Pongal' for three days
Thanking for the rains and crops
In hands with flora and fauna lots
Indra, Varuna, Surya and else gods
' Bhogi kottu' is to ring out
'Pongal pandikai' is to anew set out
Kaanum Pongal, is ''Jalli Kattu'
Sharpened horns coining bulls are out
Bunchy turmeric, ginger, sugar cane satiable
Decoratively around the pot of Pongal
Cuisine of rice and jaggery glossy winkle
With ghee, cardamom and nuts- sprinkle
Vernal equinox is favourable
Sun is offered the Thai Pongal
A new year greately grateful
Upheld is festivel of Thai Pongal
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Happy Pongal,2012 (in poem)
May harvest crops of rice and sugar-cane,
Raised up by human toil and sun and rain,
In cooking-pot well blend with milk, honey,
To boil over bringing joy, health, money!
May Pongal kolams show this in great hue;
May clothes anew and festivities too;
May Maker bless humanity full view;
May Pongal show our faith in God that’s due!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-01-2012
poem by John Celes
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The Heritage Of Ease
Are we so flabby, and are we so soft?
I have pondered the question long and oft;
And happy-go-lucky we may appear
When the fat and easy days are here,
When it's easy come and it's easy go,
And there's never a long, hard row to hoe.
But exceedingly hard and remarkably tough
Are the terms that fit when the days grow rough,
And Australia faces the jobs ahead
That fall in the seasons of stress and dread.
And the sturdier stuff of the pioneers
Has not all gone with the old, stern years.
And the tasks we faced and the loads we bore,
When the folly of nations brought us war,
Were not too many and not too great
To bend our backs or to halt our gait.
For the same old metal they tried anew,
And then, as ever, the stuff rang true.
But the soft times came; and the seed we sowed
On the days we travelled the easy road,
We must harvest now, as we all repent
Of a flabbiness passed to a Government
And nurtured there, while we rage and rear
To be up and waging the fight once more.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Happy Pongal and Tamil New Year,2010
To staff, CRRIs and students
May festival of harvest bring
Wealth, prosperity as we sing,
And cleanliness of surroundings,
For Indians and other earthlings!
May festival of harvest bring
More piety, less worldliness,
Regard for animals in farm,
And all who give us happiness.
May festival of harvest bring
More joy to homes, our kith and kin,
As colorful ‘kolams’ adorn
The houses, showing Indianness!
May festival of harvest ring
The bells of labor and of toil,
As sweetened rice begins to boil,
O’erflowing in clay-pots to soil!
Wishing all Indians globally
‘A Happy Pongal,2010! ’
And Tamilians globally,
‘A Happy Tamil New Year,2010! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-1-2010
From, Dean, IRT PMC, Perundurai
poem by John Celes
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Come To Life
Everything, everything has come to life again
I have no doubts but the ice got thin
What came too soon was so hard to keep
So full a harvest it was hard to reap
There were times seemed just like the walls would crumble
Shoot from the hip and pray for trouble
Stone-cold sober and a-seeing double
How that midnight band could ramble
Taking mansions and leaving shambles
Remember other times and places
Last nights dance, the glowing faces
All the lights, the shadows in the hall
Seeking higher peaks from which to fall
Remember, we were telling you
That time would stop and nations fall
Now we find the lies come true
Can you tell me, tell me, tell me
What are we to do?
Because the good old days
Those good old days are all dead and gone
Good-bye and bless them all, every one
What was true has passed the test
Just as well forget the rest
Half of what you saw was not yours to know
Let it go.
Everything has come to life again
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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The Days to Remember
Do you remember the days?
The days of Cinderella wanting to go the ball
The days of the seven dwarfs
The days when you believed in it
I remember those days
The days you held your mother’s hand
The days when you wished on a star
The days you believed that wish would come true
Do you remember the days?
The days of jump rope
The days of secret hand shakes
The days you believed it was just so easy
I remember those days
The days when you would hide and they would seek
The days of spending all day playing ball
The days you thought it would never get hard
We all remember those days
poem by Ambra Milton
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Haunts Me
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me,
Well the good times are paying, but the bad times they come free,
Its been a good few years in the lonely lane, but still it lingers like a stain,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
Ive got a hole in my head and it just wont let me be,
But some days Im happy, and other days I just weep,
Well if I told you what Id done that day, I know youd never talk to me again,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
All the time Im hanging round, Im dodging all the danger,
I dream of days when I was young, and I was just a stranger.
Now dont you worry yourself, cos your friend now lives in peace,
Even though you had to bury all the evidence in the sea,
They found his hair and his brains in an open bag, at the bottom where the wartime ship had sank,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
All the time Im hanging round, Im dodging all the danger,
I dream of days when I was young, and I was just a stranger.
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me
Haunts me, yah yah yah yah yah.
song performed by by Zutons
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When It is Finished
WHEN it is finished, Father, and we set
The war-stained buckler and the bright blade by,
Bid us remember then what bloody sweat,
What thorns, what agony
Purchased our wreaths of harvest and ripe ears,
Whose empty hands, whose empty hearts, whose tears
Ransomed the days to be.
We leave them to Thee, Father, we've no price,
No utmost treasure of the seas and lands,
No words, no deeds, to pay their sacrifice.
Only while England stands,
Their pearl, their pride, their altar, not their grave,
Bid us remember in what days they gave
All that mankind may give
That we might live.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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Yeheyy It Is A Holiday Today
Philippines,11: 13 a.m.
it is a holiday today, officially the President celebrates the
National Heroes' Day
with her soldiers offering flowers for Dr. Jose Rizal,
Apolinario Mabini, Juan Luna, etcetera, etcetera
(sounds of trumpets and gun salutes
release the doves that symbolize purity and freedom and peace
to the confused and polluted atmosphere)
i sit and write this poem and the other Bisayan poems for my
bisdak friends remembering the past and how we must be angry
about the present,
let us not talk about the future, we may become revolutionaries
again,
i stop. i stare at the wall. i open the window, Look at the dry fields of rice,
and some sparrows
yes, the sparrow unit, still killing some policemen and raiding
far municipalities and
i remember the moslems, their agongs, and malongs and clean rivers
and silent determinations to be free...
brothers killing brothers? oh too normal, too sane to kill another brother
in this country and the
government soldiers, yes, they too kill, as a matter of fact if you are too
candid,
like me, oh, they may not hesitate too, to kill all of us, but
do not take me by mistake, i belong to the government and i still support it,
even if is too hot yet to be hot
again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Once upon a time
My song concerns a buried grief
Another place and time
A sorrow that our clan endured,
In the days of Auld ang Syne.
Our parents’ lives hold mysteries
We seldom can divine
Like why my Dad would leave the room
When he’d hear Auld Ang Syne
The faces at the table change
The names effaced by time
We struggle to remember them
Back once upon a time
His sister, Kat, nursed old and sick
In the Flu Pandemic times
Then her bright candle sputtered out
Back once upon a time.
When her father heard the news
He nearly lost his mind
He never after sang again
And seldom would he smile
Her brother up in Aberdeen
Heard as New Year Chimed
He dried his tears upon his sleeve
To the strains of Auld Ang Syne
The faces at the table change
The names effaced by time
We struggle to remember them
Back once upon a time
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Life's A Point of View
Life offers two poles - two roles.
One beginning, grinning, winning.
One refusing, abusing, losing.
Each looks through their scope
With hope that their vision is right.
A clear, focused lens views bright.
One closed results in failing sight.
Some are aware and don't care.
For most of the rest the test is too great.
But a rare few do know and dare.
To those must go unending praise,
For their days are each born anew.
Their genius? That right point of view!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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The Absent Muse
In her absence
My heart is sad yet fond
Her picture etched to my memory
Like some great masterpiece
Of the finest artists work
How her smile captivates me
Those eyes bright, warming
I could look upon her forever
I search for a finer word than beautiful
That any may yet serve her justice
Smile while I remember the way she laughs
The way she looks when happy
How she is funny, kind hearted, special
There are so few like her
This angel, princess, queen
She has all the merits of a true love
I remember them well
While she is absent from my reach
She is there in my thoughts
Present to my heart
My muse, my art
poem by Matthew Holloway
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IF I Ever Feel
If i ever refuse to shine,
Their pampering i remember and all gets fine
If i ever fall somewhere down the lane,
Their arms i remember and forget all pain
If i ever feel puzzled,
Their love i remember and come out unstruggled
If i ever feel low
Their strive i remember and gets a new glow
If i ever feel alone
Their support i remember and stand like a stone
If i ever feel of committing any crime
Their humbleness i remember and get pure like a holy divine
If i ever feel voted down
Their motivation i remember and come out like a warrior of town
If i ever feel get infatuated
Their cuddle i remember and scot free undefeated
If i ever feel like meeting a holy divine
Their faces i remember and glitter like a sunshine
poem by Kishor Pathak
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True Love Takes Time
This song was first released on the one world album. it is the only album it has been released on.
As I travel down the road and search the empty sky
Waiting for the moment when my eyes will see
Many are the memories the mysteries of time
How they dance around and whisper endlessly
Yes Ive travelled down this road before
Where so many men have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
And its so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that love takes time
It seemed impossible that I could care again
So it seemed I had forgotten how to give
What is this miracle that brings me back my dreams
All at once I can remember how to live
Yes Ive travelled down this road before
Where so many men have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
And its so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
I have been too much alone for oh so many years
Looking for someone to sing with me
Sweet harmony
My heart is open now and tender to the touch
But there is love enough to heal me in your hands
Ill give you all my nights
All my sun and rainy days
Ill give you all the time it takes to understand
Weve travelled down this road before
Where so many fools have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
And its so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
(true love takes time)
(true love takes time)
Words by dik dernell and john denver, music by dik dernell
song performed by by John Denver
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I Remember The Sun
Hot as golden sand in fields
We whiled away the hours
Im thinking of the days we had
Enormous super powers
Yes Im sleeping, my minds on the blink
I thought a page, like its written in ink
When I remember distant days
I remember many things, but
Most of all, I remember the sun
Squinting at the sun through eyes
Screwed up by a fireball
Tarmac on the road is soft
Chaff burns in a smokewall
Yes, I weeping, a teardrop attack
I give emotion at the drop of a hat
When I remember days at school
I remember many things, but
Most of all, I remember the sun
Sun that worked on overtime
Fuelled our bodies, kindled fire in our minds
Burning scars soon disappear
Like heat that hangs like water on the road
But most of all, I remember the sun.
song performed by by Xtc
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Premonition
'Twas a year ago and the moon was bright
(Oh, I remember so well, so well);
I walked with my love in a sea of light,
And the voice of my sweet was a silver bell.
And sudden the moon grew strangely dull,
And sudden my love had taken wing;
I looked on the face of a grinning skull,
I strained to my heart a ghastly thing.
'Twas but fantasy, for my love lay still
In my arms, with her tender eyes aglow,
And she wondered why my lips were chill,
Why I was silent and kissed her so.
A year has gone and the moon is bright,
A gibbous moon, like a ghost of woe;
I sit by a new-made grave to-night,
And my heart is broken -- it's strange, you know.
poem by Robert William Service
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A well
i wish to be seen
well like a well
that never dries
ever so inspired
you need just a
little bucket to
harvest the verses
and as you look
into it in the wet days
you see yourself
so well reflected
in the clear sky
and in the dry days
a little hideaway
angel a mace
in her hands
making your
humble wishes
come true
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Harvest For The World
All babies together
Evry one a seed
Half of us are satisfied
The other half of us in need
Loves bountiful in us
Tarnished by our greed
Oh, when will there be a harvest.. for the world?
(harvest for the world)
A nations planted
So concerned with gain
As the seasons come and go, we wont wait in vain
Far too many, feelin the strain
(chorus)
(a harvest.. a harvest)
(a harvest.. a harvest)
(a harvest.. a harvest)
(a harvest.. a harvest)
(a harvest for the world)
Dress me up for battle
When all I want is peace
Those of us who pay the price
Come home with the least
And nation after nation, tuning into beasts
(chorus)
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest
When will there be.. a harvest..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The serious crimes by the Sudanese government and the government-supported militias must be met with serious consequences. We must work for tough international economic sanctions on the Sudanese government.
quote by Allyson Schwartz
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