Trinity Of Carnatic Music-3 Shyama Shastri
Gladdened to gladden us
Replete with your holy songfulness
Graceous Her mercy personated the mentor
Sangeethaswamy to tutor you in music..
Persistent Bangaru Kamakshi Persistent
All through the ancestral genres
Atlast to making of a golden maestro
Herself the cadre of your musical spate
In your ecstasy exulted Navarathna Malika
Challenged Kesavayya challenged to flee
Soon enough succoured 'Devi brova samayamide'
Chintamani's plea verbalized ere when humbly
Gemming Bhairavi, Todi, Yadukulakambodhi
Shyama's sangeet galore..swarajati-Ratnatryam
Metering mastery, mastered speciality
Manifold artistry in tala quality
Kamakshi's glistening is your capacity
So such of rare ragas in rarity, rhythmicity
Guru, so much of your Shyamakrishna's brilliancy
Me lacking much and not brainy
'Be blessed'..my wish..may I into your musicality..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Devi Kamakshi
Ramping ahead the span of life
Clutching the rope of desires rife
Respite do we for Truth the Reality
Despite the rest on morbidity, mortality
Respite do we for the pain-cause
Despite the transient pleasure of flaws
Respite do we for the causer who
Despite the haunting 'I ' much we woo
Appetence strifeful, frail the rope
Appetence strifeful, frail the hope
Admire do we still a life dire
Aspire don't we, a saviour higher
Yell out O'God to guard
Squall out to safeguard
Thence descends the Red Goddess to rescue
Irradiates life to reformed hue
A persona of peace glowing red
Erstwhile Bala, Tripurasundari, Lalitha greeted
Personified cosmos gracefully righteous
Aesthetic glory of the unending space
O'Her merciful eyes on Her pristine face
Like rollicking fish of Manasarovar Kailas
Kamakshi of Srichakra, its quadrilaterals
Kamakshi of macro-micro-cosmic plexus
Kamakshi now to destroy mayic desires
Kamakshi now to bestow virtuous wishes
Kamakshi aureate guiding us golden
Kamakshi ornate of wisdom, we're much beholden
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Trinity Of Carnatic Music 2-Muthuswamy Dhikshitar
Blessed Yogi when blessed
Blessed was your cognizant mastery
To be blessed from the sacred depths
Devi Ganga to treasure you with Rama-Veena
Blessed later when the Lord of Tiruttani
Blessed was 'you' with your vibhakti kritis
To be blessed from the heavenly treasury
'GuruGuha' to treasure you in bouffant compendium
Blessed your sanskrit lexicon when blessed
Blessed Navavarna kritis blossomed in stacks
To be blessed then planetary nine in seven talas
Extended seventy two Kartas issuing varieties aplenty
Blessed your peripatetic journey when blessed
Blessed Amrithavarshini pattered driving drought
To be blessed you then to sing to Madurai Meenakshi
'Meenalochani Pasamochani'to board you of Her abode
Blessed scholar with blessed knowledge
Blessed verbarian, blessed musician
To be blessed is we O'Guru, by your soul
Devis and deities from your resort of music
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Perumaal 49-54
49 Enraged Shiva where disuaded Parvathi's penance
Burnt Her mango tree, sent the wrecking Ganga,
Done away but by Thee where all obstructions
NerOruvarillaValli where with Thee bestowing
To Thou abode that of ThiruNilaThingalThundam
That united Shiva-Parvathi Thou moonlit charm
Hey Chandrachuda, vision, I surrender
50 Head stamped down by Thine feet under earth
Mahabali where wished for Thine Thrivikrama
And Thee where blessed him as Thrivikrama
Where with Amudavalli Thee blessing
To Thou abode that of ThiruOoragam
That by Thirumangai sings Thine names Empiratti
Hey Ulagalanda Perumaal.vision, I surrender
51 Rampant Vegavathy where obstructed Brahma's yajna
Bridged Thyself laid where then Saraswathi(Vegavathy) receded
Adisesha's hood where rolled, spread for Thirumazhisai, KaniKannan
Komalavalli where with Thee gracing
To Thou abode that of Thiruvekka
That sings Thee lotus-born Poikaialwar
Hey Yadothakari, vision, I surrender
52 Penanced where Kaarha Rishi for Thee
Thou immense beneficence where blessed him
And wherefrom Thou effulging mercy enlightening
Where with Padmamani Thee favouring
To Thou abode that of Thirukkaaragam
That dwells in the abode of Ulagalandan
Hey Karunakara, vision, I surrender
53 Mercy Thine where on par with heavenly Maayavan
Maayavan Thine whereat heavenly merciful
Descended so wherefrom providence Maayavan Thee
Thaamaraiaal where with Thee bestowing
To Thou abode that of Thirukkaarvaanam
That praises Thou benevolent heart Thirumangai
Hey Kalva, vision, I surrender
54 Kamakshi whereat mercified by Thou mercy
Overheard whereat Thee Kamakshi-Lakshmi's talks
Kamakshi whereso accosted Thee 'Kalva'
Where with Anjilaivalli Thee blessing
To Thou abode that of Thirukkalvanoor
That sings Thee nomenclatural Thirumangai
Hey Adivaraha Perumaal, vision, I surrender
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Please Do Not Resist
At nighttime I have found my mind,
Can not unwind.
You've got my insight on a hold...
All thoughts I've left behind.
And I know you're not the kind,
To try to probe and define me.
And feeling good I surely do...
Because of you it's true.
A taste I want a little bit...
Of it.
Yes.
A taste I want a little bit,
But I am not a quitter.
I know I'll try to get as much of it,
As I can get.
Oh I know I am persistent...
And it's to your benefit.
A taste I want a little bit...
Of it.
Yes.
A taste I want a little bit,
But I am not a quitter.
And...
I know I'll try to get as much of it,
As I can get.
Oh I know I am persistent...
And it's to your benefit.
And I know you're not the kind,
To try to probe and define me.
And feeling good I surely do.
Because of you it's true.
A taste I want a little bit...
Of it.
Yes.
A taste I want a little bit,
But I am not a quitter.
I know I'll try to get as much of it,
As I can get.
Oh I know I am persistent...
And it's to your benefit.
A taste I want a little bit...
Of it.
Yes.
A taste I want a little bit,
But I am not a quitter.
I know I'll try to get as much of it,
As I can get.
Oh I know I am persistent...
And it's to your benefit.
Oh I know I am persistent...
And from me you can't resist!
Oh I know I am persistent...
And from me you can't resist!
I know I am persistent!
You can not resist.
I know I am persistent!
You can not resist.
A taste I want a little bit.
Please do not resist.
A taste I want a little bit.
Please do not resist.
A taste I want a little bit.
Please do not resist.
I know I am persistent!
You can not resist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Comes Knowing
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you think he is oblivious to the obvious?
And living in a preferred time zone.
Comforted by hidden insecurities...
And deluded by the absence of practiced truths?
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you believe,
One who has been made to feel an 'outsider'...
Does not perceive,
Who receives him as he is!
Amongst those who are quick...
To ridicule him with their negative judgements.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
And...
He is guided by the 'Divine'!
In time,
You will discover that.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
And knowing he does...
What will and must take place,
To clean up disgraceful traces left,
By those who have lived their entire lives unchallenged...
Thoughtless.
And,
Born to feed their greed!
Prepare...
For the 'We Can and 'We Will'
Winds of change to blow,
Dramatically across the land!
And free of addicting pollutants.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angel of Music
My teacher, my mentor, I love him so
Without him my music would not be the same
My teacher, my mentor, my maestro
The angel of music; he gave me that name
Without him my music would not be the same
After the fire, ashamed of his face
The angel of music; he gave me that name
The labyrinth is now his holy place
After the fire, ashamed of his face
He bids me to sing; his rage it’s true
The labyrinth is now his holy place
Raoul how I need you, what can I do
He bids me to sing; his rage it’s true
I know not which, my love or my passion
Raoul how I need you, what can I do
Maestro taught me to sing in this fashion
I know not which, my love or my passion
The angel of music, my singing aglow
He shows me such tender loving compassion
My teacher, my mentor, I love him so
poem by Amera Andersen
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One Step At a Time
Challenged.
To face my own insecurities.
And see them for what they are.
Challenged I am with brutal honesty.
With the intent to pick them apart.
I am ready to breathe freely.
Challenged...
Yes!
But today I am not defensive.
Or offended by the time I have taken,
To get to this point in my life.
With habits I will address next.
But for now...
I am satisfied,
To be able to take one step at a time.
This life is mine.
And I am finally fine with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The quality of mercy (conditions apply)
The quality of mercy,
Portia declared,
the quality of mercy is
suspended during the present conflict
the quality of mercy is
not the business of a Minister of Justice
the quality of mercy is
not a matter of individual conscience
the quality of mercy is
too subtle for public discussion
or law
the quality of mercy is
only for Shakespeare and stuff
the quality of mercy is
less stimulating than revenge
the quality of mercy is
no business of yours
the quality of mercy is
no concern of religious authorities
who should stay silent
the quality of mercy is
an outdated concept
the quality of mercy is
nothing to do with forgiveness
or circumstantial evidence
or the remission of sins
the quality of mercy is
no longer a matter of pride
the quality of mercy is
no longer a mark of humanity
the quality of mercy
would be OK if Obama said so
the quality of mercy
is one hell of a hot potato
cooked in oil
the quality of mercy
droppeth as the gentle
dew from heaven
upon a broken fuselage
and it is too much
or too little
for our understanding.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I challenged things that needed to be challenged at Purdue.
staunch faith
persistent prayer
bring miracles galore
quote by by John Celes
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Persistent
Annoyance?
Okay.
Agitation?
I wouldn't use that word.
But...
Okay.
Head strong and hard headed?
I would say determined!
Spoiled and self-centered?
You're getting warm!
Persistent and...
Bingo!
That's it!
Persistent.
Now that we've almost covered the alphabet...
Are you giving me sex or not?
Or do I have to beg?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is nothing to fear except the persistent refusal to find out the truth, the persistent refusal to analyze the causes of happenings.
quote by Dorothy Thompson
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Universal Human
(*original in Telugu by Papineni SivaSankar)
No, not physically challenged
But he, who challenged physics
He who emerged victor
Over the paralyzing ‘motor neuron’
With his intellectual work-out
He who stabilized
The powdered sounds of speech
With the speech-synthesizer
He who instilled confidence
In all those challenged
With his brawny arms of wisdom
He’s a swimmer par excellence
In the cosmic oceans
With limbs paralyzed
Performs aerobics in the cavern of time
He swings joyfully
On the threads of galaxies
Steadfast in his belief
That the universe is eternal
He went on to define a designer-universe
Denying entry even to the original designer
No, he isn’t physically-challenged
He is Mr. Intellectual-handsome
Stephen Hawkins
The real successor to Einstein
10 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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I Protect My Own Needs
I protect my own needs, desires and wants.
Since no one perceives I might have them.
And I've learned to keep my peace of mind,
Not easily detected for others to find...
As a means to duplicate its existence.
To claim they originated it,
With persistent instances insisted.
And all I do is pretend most of the time,
I am blessed with that which no one else can get.
Even tested I appear not to become upset.
And those who have mastered in the giving of such tests,
Seem more perplexed as to how I pass them.
As if they created my responses,
While I sat from distances to watch in a vacuum unaffected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gardeners are good at nurturing, and they have a great quality of patience, they're tender. They have to be persistent.
quote by Ralph Fiennes
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Poem on Indian Classicl Music
Dhun jab dil se nikar kar
Hothon par aa jate hain
Wo bol bol rahte nahi
Fir Sangeet ban jaate hain
Kala, nritya Sahitya prem
Sangeet ke ye ang hain
Pop gazal bhav Sangeet
Gane kea lag dhang hain
Lay taal aur bandish
Susangeet ki pahchan hai
Saralta samrasta se
Badti iski shaan hai
Shashtriya sangeet lupt ho raha
Aao iski chat jagayen
“Deep” Raphi Kishore banker
Bhartiya Sangeet ki garima badhayen.
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Why Did I Buy It?
it is not because i need it
not because i like it
neither that
i love it, but because
i love you,
and through this sale,
i make my plea
that at least
you remember me
sometime
when you begin to
add me
as one of your
persistent
profits.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hi... Bird of The Spring Season, What Is Your Name? [Part-2]
The pleasing painting of the morning
Perching somewhere on a secret bough!
From where do you drizzle your melodies?
Have you brought the heavens
Down to this earth?
Are your body and blood
The mesmerizing music?
Which nation's maestro
Is your blessed teacher?
After folding your artistic wings
Have you now spread
Your golden poetic wings?
Do you float in ecstasy
In the horizon of music?
Have you forgotten
O Bird, your earthly presence?
Yours is now a gentle rain
Of sweet syrupy honey!
It seems you would melt
In your music that sobs and heaves!
I presume you sing
Reminded of something privy!
Is it that you are entangled
In the web of strange thoughts?
Is this flood of melodies
To sweep away my longing heart?
Or is it the condensate
Of your loneliness from your sweetheart?
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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I would like to involve myself in some black music. I would like to do some blues and some gospel music. I want to try stuff from other genres and try to widen my musical base.
Changes?
Everything and everyone is different in their own way.
They can treat you like dirt or try to use you in every way.
When you see the light flash inbetween your eyes,
it is like he is telling you something;
something that you have never seen or heard before.
It's like he has a quest for you to figure out
what is at stake here and what is out there waiting...
I see how everything is with life but do you know what is out there?
I don't know much,
but do you really know?
Not everything is easy and I notice that he has challenged us.
Challenged us to face these things;
To face those in our school,
Choosing what kind of friends we make,
and to also what we choose in life.
Some people just don't really understand me
but for what I am doing is what I really care for now
And this few weeks I have been thinking about it.
I have seen the bad for the better and it has been making me
feel like I have to out done myself to these situations
Nothing can be the same anymore so why not change them.
Why not just forget those in the past and go on in life?
Leave them as memories and wipe it away?
Probably that will be it for them and a new start for me.
To go out and be there as me again
and to be where I want to be of where I have started 14 years ago.
Go out and finish what I started and come out clean again.
poem by Jessica Lee
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