Lakshmi in her silken veil
Lakshmi, in her silken veil
of modesty, walks unrecognised,
free as birds are free, around our world…
veiled in stillness; her lovely arms
bestowing, secretly, invisibly
her wealth;
her step so light, her being so, so still…
she passes you every day;
has never forgotten you;
so if you think she has neglected you –
consider, instead, her reasons:
she may be holding back to teach
(do you hear her laugh so lightly?)
pure grace, pure gratitude,
tomorrow, or the next day…
humility, she teaches, is the greatest wealth..
so disguised, she walks so freely through our life:
she loves to walk in markets, and the scents
and colours, tastes, of her wealth;
she loves to walk in fields, in Spring,
her arms as gentle, careful, generous,
as a sower casts the seed;
she walks in hospitals, loving care
distributed without a holding back;
she walks in schools, sits with the pupils,
bathing in the wealth of knowledge
that flows from spring to river to the ocean;
sometimes watches hand in hand
with her sister Saraswati;
she loves princes and their consorts
decked with jewels that all can wonder at;
she does not like dark treasure hoards
or locks, or keys; or those who think
her wealth is somehow, theirs…
and where she walks, a trail of golden dust
dances in the air; if you do not see her,
go to the temple where she loves to rest
among her own; for if you thank her there,
you’ll see her everywhere; say nothing,
smile; share her modesty, her generosity,
that only her own devotees understand:
those who love her wealth, but never for themselves…
this, this, is her beauty.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Counting the wealth of a thought
Counting the wealth of a thought
~
Her name woven
Deeply into my thoughts
Pins to my heart
Every facet of her beauty
She is joy and hope
She is loves legacy
~
I ask only of myself
Am I worthy enough
To keep such love safe
To retain her hand
Am I a man of wealth
In many different ways
~
Not the wealth of a profit gained
Nor the power which others seek
But the strength of soul
The fight of a good heart
Can I be deserving of her
To fulfil her dreams
Can I be all she asks
Am I enough
Just being me
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Walks Like A Lady
Walks like a lady,
With her tender charms.
She moves like a lady
When Im in her arms.
She loves like a lady,
Lovin all night long.
She cries like a baby
When shes done something wrong.
I told you once, yes, I told you twice
But you never listen to my advice
I catch you walkin with that boy again
Im gonna set you free.
Oh, Im gonna set you free.
Loves like a lady,
So soft and slow.
She feels like a lady,
Ooo, I cant let go.
She smiles like a lady,
Smilin all night long,
But cries lake a baby
When shes done something wrong.
(chorus)
Walks like a lady
Oh, but she cries like a little girl
Walks like a lady
Yes, but she cries like a little girl
Walks like a lady,
Walks like a lady
Cries like a little girl
song performed by by Journey
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Sonnet: Brisk-walking For Health
Brisk-walking’s the secret of his fine health,
A man almost a centenarian!
Keeping fit, he considers his sole wealth,
A doctor and pure vegetarian.
He walks both in the mornings and evening,
When the sun is still shining not so bright;
Thinking in his heart and mind the right things;
An ex-military man marching left-right!
Though old, he walks straight and is not much bent,
Swinging a walking-stick, not using it;
Wearing brown goggles, oh, he’s a gent!
Cheerful always, he doesn’t worry a bit.
Brisk-walk man and keep fit throughout your life;
And if possible, take with your wife!
poem by John Celes
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Ceiling
he walks down
and i walk up
he walks down
and i walk up
he walks down
and i walk up
we look into each
other and that's
just what we do
everyday
poor me
when am i induced
to be another
racist
he walks down
and i walk up
he walks down
and i walk u
that's what we do
day after day
letting our eyes
do the poor talking
whose fault?
whose fault?
i keep asking
the ceiling
in the nights
why why why?
i ask the ceiling
the answer comes
back in an overhanging
overbearing wordliness
the ceiling
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Excessively Broke
Wealth of abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance and influence,
With an ability to persuade those who have created...
Wealth and those connected to it,
Probably do not associated themselves...
With those who just have a wealth of intelligence.
Since those who have a wealth of intelligence...
Usually are the ones excessively broke!
But possess a wealth of humor to entertain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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OCEAN OF GAIETY Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mahalaxmee appears with wealth;
In poor people’s mind plays waves of mirth.
Wealth comes with hard labour;
It provides peace, pleasure, contentment to all creatures;
Earth smiles with the appearance of Mother;
She is the operator of all creatures.
Plants smile with the desire of Mother;
People provided with food, garment, shelter live with pleasure.
Mother eradicates India’s poverty;
All citizens enchant with delight.
Mother shows devotees the right way;
In devotees’ mind plays waves of gay.
Mother smiles on the paddy plants;
Fulfils all people’s wants.
Appears on the green creepers;
She is the Deity of all creatures.
Mother blesses on the cosy rosy flowers;
Loves lotus flowers.
Loves flowers and fruits;
Her bliss is a brook of Delight.
Mother loves sanctity;
Loves purity.
Loves non-violence, love, fraternity;
She is an Ocean of Gaiety.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Every woman is a beauty.
Beauty comes from fame.
It can come from name.
Wealth, health, and youth
Also play their game.
Throne, crown, brown
Will enhance your frame.
Culture, nature and posture
Bring it up to shine.
Talents and smartness
Add to one’s beauty.
Countenance, profile,
Shape and curves, too.
Walks, speech and voice
Are the spices for beauty.
Honesty is her jewels.
Modesty is her pearls.
Women missing all
Altogether, are very rare.
That is why all women
Get their shares of men’s care.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happy Endings
Time does tell
That even if they say so
Shed be the one that would know
That I did do what Ive done
And i, I wouldnt call it cheating
Id just say I was leading her on
Why walk while I run a-way
You- you ask me what went wrong
Me- Ill write you this last song
Please- just tell me one way we can win
One- more thing before I go
Two- the one who loves me so
Three- dont make me count to three again
Happy endings
Just what did you do, if youre a dream then come true
Stop pretending
That what you mean isnt what you say
Hopeful dreaming,
Of times before the pain, wishing it was still the same
Loving, leaving
Round and round and round we go again
Walks a-lone, have often lead to thinking
My love for you is sinking to what seems an all time low
Or high, the limits never ending,
And dont you know Im sending
Theres no venture I wont go
For you
She walks away, she talks away
She walks away
She walks away, she talks away
Away, away...
song performed by by All American Rejects
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Mental Wealth
Mental Wealth
Every one has to necessarily work
to sustain their lives on earth,
and not go berserk.
For food, clothing and shelter,
material wealth is required,
else one may go helter-skelter.
Inner wealth of mind
is to be developed first,
which is to be compassionate and kind,
With patience and generosity,
uprightness and worthy of respect,
with knowledge sans pomposity.
There exist various forms of life species:
none is so particularly special
and valuable as our human species!
In this species of exalted breed,
the root problems of human lineament
exist as lethargy and greed.
Devoid of these wrong qualities,
material wealth must be acquired
in a noble manner by the entities.
When there is thus a priority
of mental wealth over material wealth
the material wealth gleams in quality!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Wealth
I declare beyond fortresses then and now,
I decide when and why my sayings are run,
We demand the wealth of the world to be,
And we devise a holy happening because of we.
Wealth must not expire or be destroyed for
the kings and queens have all the wealth.
So many are dazzled by wealth, riches and money.
So much has occured afterwards, I believe.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: ‘World’s Celebrities? ’
O world-famous figures, Celebrities!
What use have you been to the common-man?
Your life got spent in alluring cities;
Your selfishness tilts down the weighing-pan.
O, how much wealth need you to acquire?
And how much wealth can you spend on this earth?
And how much wealth do you utmost require?
And how much wealth can give you immense mirth?
Just think awhile, the world has such poor souls!
Half-naked silhouettes with famished frames;
Could you not put your wealth to better roles
And see the ‘Book of Life’ record your names?
Your progeny can’t sleep on money-beds!
Excessive wealth can turn them mere block-heads.
9-23-2002
poem by John Celes
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Wealth You Don't Treasure
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you have the key
To the endless pleasure
Of waking up from your dreams
In the middle of night
And tiptoeing to where
The grass is getting its first dew
Preparing the dark liquid
To break into a grey dawn!
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you feel happy in a golden morn
Not knowing why
You get up to go and stand
Quietly beneath a tree
And let your senses brim
With all the sight and sound
Feel the leaves dropp on your hair
In a silent symphony
Before they touch the ground!
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you have in good measure
Everything the wealth can’t buy
A priceless space all your own
For the most treasured dreams to be grown!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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To become rich
Knowledge is wealth.
Labour is wealth.
Courage is wealth.
Anyone can become wealthy.
30.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Does He Love You
Ive known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile
Now as soon as hes away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
Kelly:
But youre the one he rushes home to
Youre the one he gave his name to
Ive never seen his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights
Both:
But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When hes holding me
Does he whisper all of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like hes been loving me
Kelly:
But when hes with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
Reba:
And when Im in his arms
How he swears theres no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself
Both:
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When hes holding me
And does he whisper all of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like hes been loving me
Oooh shouldnt I loose my temper
Oooh shouldnt I be ashamed
Cuz I have everything to loose
I have nothing to gain
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
Whens hes holding me
Does he whisper you all of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like hes been loving me
Ooooh
Does he love you?
song performed by by Kelly Clarkson
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She Walks...
She walks in beauty in my Dreams
She dances across the shadows of my mind
As the moonlight beams
Upon two souls entwined
All through the day and into the night
She walks in beauty in my dreams
In my memory, I hold her tight
Safe in my arms, sheltered from the screams
In the shadows my mind does teem
My thoughts my dreams, she does invade
She walks in beauty in my dreams
Across my heart in an endless parade
Love cascading, exploding in a brilliant flare
Flowing like a mountain stream
Until I am left with my dreams and where
She walks in beauty in my dreams
JPM 2/11/2008
Help Yourself
Love is like candy on a shelf
You want to taste and help yourself
The sweetest things are there for you
Help yourself, take a few
Thats what I want you to do.
Were always told repeatedly
The very best in life is free
And if you want to prove its true
Baby Im telling you
This is what you should do
Just help yourself to my lips
To my arms just say the word, and they are yours
Just help yourself to the love,
In my heart your smile has opened up the door
The greatest wealth that exists in the world,
Could never buy what I can give
Just help yourself to my lips
To my arms, and then lets really start to live
Allllllllll right. yeah
My heart has love enough for two
More than enough for me and you
Im rich with love, a millionaire
Ive so much, its unfair
Why dont you take a share
Just help yourself to my lips
To my arms just say the word, and they are yours
Just help yourself to the love,
In my heart your smile has opened up the door
The greatest wealth that exists in the world
Could never buy what I can give
So help yourself to my lips, to my arms
And then lets really start to live
Just help yourself to my lips
To my arms just say the word, and they are yours
Just help yourself to the love
In my heart your smile............[fade]
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The Ghost and Her horse
Everynight in the dark she walks
Everynight in the meadow he neighs
She walks out to her horse
He raises his ghostly head, spots his owner
And neighs
Only true people can hear this frost filled noise
To her ear it sounds of peace and stillness
To people around it sounds spoky filled with wondering souls
Like the wind
Or the soft rain
Everynight in the dark she walks
Everynight in the meadow he neighs
The ghost walks with her silver hair blowing
In the pony tail that shall never change
She carries his halter in one hand her other hand
Hangs open ready to stroke his transparent maine
Down his silver back
Everynight in the dark she walks
Everynight in the meadow he neighs
The horse to his girl
They are still, his head and long neck
Rested on her shoulder, her arms around his neck
Running her fingers through his maine
The ghost and her horse.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Cooper's Hill (excerpts)
...
My eye, descending from the hill, surveys
Where Thames amongst the wanton valleys strays;
Thames, the most lov'd of all the Ocean's sons
By his old sire, to his embraces runs,
Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea,
Like mortal life to meet eternity.
Though with those streams he no resemblance hold
Whose foam is amber, and their gravel gold,
His genuine and less guilty wealth t' explore,
Search not his bottom, but survey his shore,
O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing,
And hatches plenty for th' ensuing spring;
Nor then destroys it with too fond a stay,
Like mothers which their infants overlay;
Nor, with a sudden and impetuous wave,
Like profuse kings, resumes the wealth he gave.
No unexpected inundations spoil
The mower's hopes, nor mock the ploughman's toil,
But godlike his unwearied bounty flows,
First loves to do, then loves the good he does;
Nor are his blessings to his banks confin'd,
But free and common as the sea or wind;
When he to boast or to disperse his stores,
Full of the tributes of his grateful shores,
Visits the world, and in his flying towers,
Brings home to us, and makes both Indies ours;
Finds wealth where 'tis, bestows it where it wants,
Cities in deserts, woods in cities plants;
So that to us no thing, no place is strange,
While his fair bosom is the world's exchange.
O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream
My great example, as it is my theme!
Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull;
Strong without rage, without o'erflowing full.
...
poem by Sir John Denham
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