The World Lacks Patience
My world burns,
Its cities, towns and villages,
Plains, valleys and hills,
And the tops of mountains,
Smoke and smoulder.
No one knows whether he will return safe,
When he leaves his abode.
The mosques, the temples and the churches:
The sacred places of prayers are no more secure.
Whom we obey and whom we represent?
We have confounded the affairs,
The eyes are blurred with the mist of rashness,
We act but with the muffled hearts,
Baffled minds and hazy eyes.
Assuming we are right, others are wrong,
We have bunged to the humanity
The windows of our hearts,
And plugged the porches of ears.
We are moving farther and farther,
From one another, the gaps are widening,
Among hearts and among minds.
Ah! The distances are becoming immense.
We have launched a vain expedition
Against terrorism, but with out defining the term,
Its limits and boundaries,
Only to kill them whose noses we like not.
If one smashes my house,
Obliterating all the members of my family,
And I have no door to knock at for justice;
What should I do?
Why should not I make a bomb of myself?
Why should not I fasten
Explosives to contest the violent hands?
And this is being done in the world.
Though street, roads and parks are splattered with blood,
Human shreds are seen scattered,
And spectacles are too horrible to see,
Yet there is no terrorism.
All that we see is a reaction of our ferocious deeds,
In case we intend to impede the reaction,
We must stop the action.
To crush force by using force is an aged method,
Now for the sake of humanity discard the old measures
Deepening the roots of violence,
For since beginning mankind becoming
Fuel of the devastative devices, has suffered a lot;
Just once apply the appliance of love
To resolve the threatening issues.
One who seeds the bushes must be prepared to taste
The pang of pricking;
And one who plants roses might cherish himself
With enthralling colours and sweet perfume.
If one slaps me on the face,
He must be prepared to have two on both of the cheeks,
But patience is the best route to move ahead,
And the world lacks patience.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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O! America Reverse
My opinions are changed,
My heart lacks fervour,
For you launched the war,
Purposeless,
To liberate who are already free,
To enrich who are already rich,
To make the fierce, more ferocious.
When will the time intrude you,
Make you see the brilliant aspect of the affair,
And humanity will sing the song of peace?
When will you peep into your inner-self
To see the reflected image of you own?
When will you obey the divine commands
And make out them that God forbids pollution
Smog and fumes of turmoil wrapping His fair Earth?
Now open your eyes
The shores are red;
The lands are coated with blood,
The skulls are scattered like stones,
For the sake of oil or the reserves of gold,
Be aware a single dropp of human blood
Possesses more worth than all treasures
That the earth contains.
Now stop killing; enough, enough,
You neither surrender, nor do deprive others
Of the rights which the divine commands allow,
Go through the lanes with moderate bearing.
Live like a benefactor among the nations,
Share with them your victuals,
Stock of knowledge and skills,
And snatch them not of their own.
Return fathers to the orphans,
Husbands to the widows,
Brothers to the waiting damsels,
And sons to the aged mothers,
If not then compensate them all,
For the broken hearts, shattered dreams.
Hatred against you thrives,
Magma against you grows,
Let the volcano sleep,
Beneath the layers deep,
And only once apply,
The strategy of the weapon of love
Discarding the old devices of uranium.
The amount you spent on the arsenal
Would have been enough to feed the world
Though ten times bigger;
If you had ruled the hearts,
The world might have been a different place
Of love, peace and harmony.
Through force your aims will never be gained,
So amend the ways and stroll on the route
That enhances you in respect and esteem;
Review and revise the modes of actions,
Follow not the path that leads the world
To the chaos, and on the point of no return,
For there will be a dark dungeon of curse,
O! America, for the sake of humanity reverse.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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The Real Victory
The Real Victory
Victory and defeat in war,
Are the childish justifications.
Colour not your hands,
With the precious substance of Man.
Whether you nourish your mind,
With the elating thought of victory,
Or loathe with a despising thought of defeat,
You kill fathers, brothers and sons,
You kill mothers, sisters and daughters,
Even the infants sleeping in cradles,
You kill them with their innocent dreams,
They hardly know the self-made conflicts,
Flourishing, booming in the world.
Discard devices that you carry in hands,
And think awhile
Whether you kill or you are killed,
You fight against humanity,
You fight against the divine laws,
You fight against the Kingdom of God.
Apply your strength if indispensable,
Lance eyes of the Shark of Ignorance,
Stifle; choke the Demons of Illness,
Wrench neck of the Ghost of Hunger,
Break teeth of the Vampire of Poverty,
By connecting the hearts of humanity,
With the bonds of trust, faith and love.
For the sake of oil and reserves,
Make not the world a mess.
If you intend to defeat the rivals,
Defeat them in the race of good deeds,
Yes, defeat them in the race of good deeds,
You know not the real victory you may get,
But without bloodshed and with out making,
The world a storehouse of weapons.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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The Hazy Corneas
O! God, what will become of the world,
Its each nook and corner smokes,
With the stench of burnt blood,
And reek of the decomposing flesh.
The blue sky is blue no more,
And the stars do not show themselves
In the costume of original radiance.
Minds of the leading heads of humanity
Are confounded, confused and befuddled,
They work with the muffled hearts,
Subdued by selfishness.
Fogs of pride, jealousy and bigotry
Have spread in front of them in layers
And blur the spectrums of the whole world;
They move on with the eyes
With the hazy corneas, perplexing the visions.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Oh, Stop the War, Please!
Oh, stop the war, please!
The world needs only peace;
’Tis time to come back boys!
This war will not conclude;
More people seem to die;
More civilians will get maimed;
In-fighting will kill more;
Afilled with hate, hearts grow;
The place is no more safe;
Democracy won’t work.
Why force a kind of rule,
The people don’t welcome?
Why stay in alien land
And miss your kith and kin?
And blunders too were made;
Their hatred will not fade;
Money spent was all waste;
Reconstruction costs more;
Your lives are now at stake;
’Tis better you return;
Let people choose their rule.
Their land is in ruins;
The world is not happy;
The war was one-sided;
Repercussions will come;
This world can’t be all safe;
Terrorism will grow;
War is a wasteful show;
Why waste your precious time
And risk your life and limb?
When civilian unrest breaks,
No army can succeed;
The horrors of the war
Are fresh in hearts and minds;
Why waste your billions
Over ones who don’t want you?
Your country needs you back;
Your family yearns too;
Don’t you prolong the war;
Wars are always futile,
The innocent blood shed
Will bring curses on you;
So, return boys, won’t you?
You have just stayed enough;
There’s much to do at home;
You need to rest for now!
poem by John Celes
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Reaction To Action
(spoken: check 1, 1, 1)
Alright
Its hard getting through to me
Im truly elusive
I got my own point of view
I am the one of a kind
And I tell you lil girl
Im fascinated by you
Theres something about you
That makes all the difference
Like the night is to day
Well I can get along without you
But I know that within you
Youve got what Im missing
And Ill find a way
To get reaction to action
Hey, say the word that would thrill me
Yeah, I need reaction to action
Just one look that would kill me
You got a way of drawing attention to you
You know you stand out in a crowd
But the way that you play
With any mans affections
Should never be allowed
See I consider myself
The one who will show you
Id go as far as to say
Girl, I aint leaving here without you
But you better understand
Theres only one rule in this game were gonna play
And thats reaction to action
Maybe like a word that would thrill me
I need reaction to action
One look that would kill me
Give me reaction to action
Its getting late Id better make a definite move
Reaction to action
And after that baby, its up to you
I need reaction to action
Just a word that would thrill me
I need reaction to action
You know what Im talking about
Give me some reaction to action
You got a look, you got a way thatll kill me
Reaction to action, reaction to action, action
Baby, dont think about it, just react
Reaction to action
Reaction to action
Reaction to action
Reaction to action
Reaction to action
Reaction to action
song performed by by Foreigner
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Terrorist Strikes!
Why fell the trees laden with fruits?
Why cut the saplings ‘fore they grow?
Why mow down fields ‘fore harvest-time?
Why bull-doze crowds in market-squares?
Why hold to ransom by-standers?
Why spray bullets on school-children?
Why slit the throats with arms, legs tied?
Why bomb worshipping places rife?
Why make widows and orphan souls?
Why kill yourselves and others too?
The world cannot remain mute spectator;
The world will go on;
The world must go on;
The world will go on, no matter
How terrorists strike.
A bunch of hoodlums,
A group of fanatics,
A ring of hard-core terrorists
And human beings with evil designs
Can’t be allowed to spread fear,
In Mankind’s Heart for long.
With cause unknown,
Methods unjust,
Ev’n God won’t help,
Nor rest of world
Ever give in!
No matter what they do,
All world affairs will continue;
With newer anti-terrorist resolve
And iron-fisted measures,
Steps will be taken to combat them.
The weed of terrorism
Will be unearthed by its roots entire
When the world’s nations unite-
By People’s Will.
How canst a few criminals
Meant for the Fire-pit,
Destroy the peace on earth?
Ev’n God does not love them,
For their hands and hearts are stained
By blood of innocent lives!
And what do terrorists seek?
- The blood and lives of the common man and the meek!
By acts of cowardice much,
They want ‘justice, love and human touch! ’
Oh, won’t their ruthlessness ever abate?
They maim the unarmed; slit the human throats like sheep!
Their murders most foul, unjustified,
And heinous crimes,
The world can’t forgive, forget.
Let ‘lions’ challenge other Lions
And not sheep!
The Good Shepherd is omnipresent
And watches ov’r his belov’d sheep,
With His staff!
Terrorists,
Your tribes will cease too soon;
The menace will forev’r be rid;
The world will be turned safe again!
The world will find a solution
That’s permanent.
Written in loving memory of all those killed
And wounded by terrorist attacks.
poem by John Celes
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O! Poets And Men Of Letters Awake
The world is in the shadow of nuclear war
Our own neighbor chatters to use the nuclear devices
As if a thing common or a child’s play.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
Only and you can save the earth from the imminent doom.
The weapons are with the so-called civilized nations,
As if the guns are in the hands of monkeys,
We too have processed uranium
Enough to combat the challengers many times,
But we possess patient hearts in the chests
And minds discreet, prudent and judicious in the heads.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
From the slumber deep for it is a time to weep,
Use your pen and paper and moments of nights and days,
Your talents, the power of your embellished words,
Weave the stories of novels dramas, and lines of poesy
To shake the inner most part of the souls
Of the leading heads of humanity who make a trade
On human blood: the most precious gist of the universe.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
Infuse into them astuteness to discern the difference
Between just and unjust, between right and wrong,
Instead of making tiresome efforts to please the kings
And approving their all actions though immoral,
Write not panegyrics lest you should become accomplices
Against the crime of trampling sanctity,
And deforming magnificence of the Mother Earth.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
Impede the itchy fingers of the leprous hands
Lest they should press the buttons in their own craze,
If once they push the buttons, there will be a chain in reaction,
And then holocaust, extinction of biological life,
The cities, the towns, and the villages big or small,
The parks and streets, the houses and huts will become silent.
The earth will move dull drab, into spaces around the sun,
With a load of skeletons, skulls and bones,
But all purposeless like an astray stallion whose veteran
Is killed in the battle and it runs away unrestrained.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Why Fight Terrorism?
No nation can try to be both
A haven to terrorists and
A heaven to its citizens!
Nations mustn’t use the terrorists
To fight a proxy war for them
With neighbors over all disputes!
‘Violence begets violence! ’ ’Tis told.
Mere wars can’t usher peace on earth;
Love of brethren must rule all hearts!
The terrorists whom you support
Could ruin your own country too!
Root out terrorism in truth!
Terrorists are mere insane men!
They’re distraught, dissatisfied ones,
Who kill ruthlessly and get killed!
The bomb-culture and abductions
Must be fought relentlessly to
Free the world for peaceful men!
Unite against the terrorists!
Religion shouldn’t slacken your move;
The right to life belongs to all!
All terrorists are keen to kill,
And are willing to die as well!
‘Make world free of terrorism! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-18-2009
poem by John Celes
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Contradictions!
World people believe in religion;
But terrorists rely on extremism!
World religion preaches love and peace;
But terrorism goes on hate and violence!
Poverty, unemployment drive to extremism;
But hate and violence drive world terrorism!
People love music, painting and dance;
But terrorists do mine and bomb blasts!
Artists have taste for beauty and love;
But terrorists cover by beard and parka!
Ascent of religion refines by mysticism;
But descent of religion leads to terrorism!
Fundamentalist education trains in terrorism;
But education and job only develops humanism!
poem by Ramesh T A
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O! The Sacred Land
O! The Sacred Land,
May ever fall, flow melodious cascades,
Flourish your deep valleys, green glades,
And may time erase the streak of divisions,
Of caste, of creed, of sects and grades.
O! The Sacred Land,
May upon your face flowers ever bloom,
Till the world goes on, till the day of doom,
And may He secure, protect your treasures,
Cast away winds of pain, clouds of gloom.
O! The Sacred Land,
May sweet sun ever shine upon your land,
The rains ever pour upon your thirsty sand,
May your children live the life full of bliss,
While going ahead supporting hand in hand.
O! The Sacred Land,
May you ever progress by leaps and bounds,
And ever vibrate with the melodious sounds,
Your valleys, your plains and forests green,
Your lofty mountains, your hills and mounds.
O! The Sacred Land,
May God thrive your village, city and town,
And He wrap them all with heavenly gown,
Of love and faith, of peace and patience,
And rule the world wearing the golden crown.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Yes We Are Brothers
YES WE are brothers
we come from one gene from one
body and we are born in the same house
where we all live
we admit our umbilical cords were tied
on the same beam of the old house
where papa and mama died
time is unforgiving and strange feelings
are giving us miles and miles of mountains of
series of distances of hills where we can no longer see each other eye to eye
with honesty
and longing
yes we are brothers but like the rest of the brothers of the world
our worlds are torn apart
ripped by our very own hands
and we have become rugs and tiny pieces of papers
shred and thrown away from shut windows of our
sinking worlds
yes we are brothers by blood
but in spirit no more
now we are strangers not knowing anymore our real names
not able to trace our roots
somehow we end this strife
by closing our separate doors
our hands are knives
our minds explosives
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just one day for the love
Just one day to live for love,
i'm asking you my God.
Asking you for just one day at another world,
For honoring the love.
Where will be another sky.
And the souls will have the freedom to fly high.
With the birds at the blue sky and never die.
Where the love will be permitted to all us
Without bounds.
Where no differences will be able to apart
The lovers hearts and no soul will get hurt.
Where the man will beloved
For who he is
And not for what he has or had.
Where
One world,
One word
One love
Will be able to hug
All the humanity's hearts.
Where no rights will be stolen
And no child will cry.
Just one day for the sake of love,
i'm asking for my God.
May one day of cherishing the love
Could be able to ease
All those revanges and hates
From the humanity's heart
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Discipline Is The Need Of The Hour
What the nation needs is unity
and people's will to fight all foes;
What the world lacks is amity
Of countries, and solving woes!
Terrorism is a war on-going,
That may take on different forms;
The will to stamp it out must not wane,
Despite all problems within and abroad.
Shed off your pride, ego and corruption;
Throw off your selfishness of hearts and minds;
All basic needs of people must be met;
The Parliament must do its duty first!
Let leaders be disciplined unto world;
The party rants and raves may stay outside;
The tax-payers want prices to be slashed,
Not unaccounted money to be stashed!
Ask what you've done for your nation India?
The people are the wealth hidden and seen;
Keep the youth healthy and active always;
Let them not catch any vice but advice!
Awaken leaders, bureaucrats, people!
Let patriotism fill up your hearts;
You cannot waste money or people's time!
Foes of every kind are watching you.
Let fear not seize your minds about the past;
Let hearts be steadfast, work in better ways;
Control the evil forces within you;
Keep your spirits high and hearts united!
poem by John Celes
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Kindness
Things are destined to be lost
To be broken
The leaves fall and rot
At the foot of the tree
The roots soon shrink
And become part
Of the indifference of the
Rocks and the soil
Things move out
And up
Like vapor and then
Change their forms to air
But there are those that weep
And keep
Whatever was lost and destroyed
The leaves they take with their hands
And the roots
They stroke with the toes of their feet
Caress and
Kindness their virtues
That humanity has soon discarded
They grow the seeds in their hearts
They keep the fire of love
Burning
And the earth and the sun and stars
All smile at them
They too grow and scatter and travel
To all the places of this earth
Their forms too many
The gods know
They too must grow and get the world
Of the grass of sorrow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Patience, Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray
Patience, hard thing! the hard thing but to pray,
But bid for, Patience is! Patience who asks
Wants war, wants wounds; weary his times, his tasks;
To do without, take tosses, and obey.
Rare patience roots in these, and, these away,
Nowhere. Natural heart's ivy, Patience masks
Our ruins of wrecked past purpose. There she basks
Purple eyes and seas of liquid leaves all day.
We hear our hearts grate on themselves: it kills
To bruise them dearer. Yet the rebellious wills
Of us we do bid God bend to him even so.
And where is he who more and more distils
Delicious kindness?—He is patient. Patience fills
His crisp combs, and that comes those ways we know.
poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Oh! Common
there are reason why we have gone to other places
they mistook us as
hedonists as people who have no pity for money
squandering time
and lusting on the views of the lakes and
yachts
people pretend that they know our hearts
that they know the language of our minds
but we do not mind them
for in truth what makes us happy is still a secret
only the two of us know this
we are creating distances now
drawing the boundaries and building the great walls
of china in our arms
as it seems
the nearer we are to them
we become more strangers to ourselves
but as it has become apparent now
the farther we are
from their words
the more we become
perfect in ourselves
who tells us what is right or wrong?
or what to do for the coming days?
they?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Humanity Have Got Lost
Mosques are ruined
Churches destroyed
Castles, thousands and thousands years lasting a huge culture ruined destroyed Ah for the sake of human being greed
Alas for what are all these harmful deeds
When the humanity will find a little bit peace
As long as within hearts the brutality for the sake of stillness will survive
As long as the insensibly of human being will allow him to harm his fellow man for a bit of bread
As long as the pities are frozen to kill innocent children
Ah those innocent kids their hunger and their poor tears never will find an end
Ah those bloody tears of poor mothers when will find an end
Alas my fellow man as long as you don't have a pity
As long as the brutally of your heart allows you to kill your fellow man
The peace is lost
Alas humanity have got lost.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Terrorism (home Demo)
Terrorism
You're writing your diary in innocents' blood
You're vain and you're ugly, you're no Robin Hood
You don't steal from the rich to help the poor
You just take life from both and what is more
You break your bread and drink
But post-confession you'll still stink of
Terrorism
Terrorism
But you're Sikh, Jew, Muslim and Christian, you say
Now which religion will you wear today?
And in whose Bible do you find your cause
That says bomb children in department stores?
I hope your god is pleased
To see all creation on their knees for
Terrorism
Terrorism
Angel of death with black woolen mask
Freedom they bring you is a long wooden cask
They never doubt that right is on their side
When right is rifle-shaped where can you hide?
Don't want daughter sweet
To be target practice in the high street
Terrorism
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Multiplicity Within Society Changes Shared World
some poets
writers prefer to write
shadows echoes
imitations of thoughts
writers they esteem
have written which captures
their imagination expresses
ideas concepts which intrigue
imitations can be interesting variants
tributes to originals
or ideas a poet or writer feels
compelled to express
however complete thoughts
theories are within hearts minds
prepared to be still prepared
to wait meditate focus
thoughts into a complete whole
originality lurks within minds
of curiosity perception
should challenge individuals
to think reason upon values
cause and effect consequences
creating multiplicity within society
changes within our shared world
on a global scale
that which we must
value and affirm
transcends into an essential
part of all we can become
throughout a lifetime of choices
sacrifices attitudes
we will live as life codes
defining the character
of our personality
within
collective humanity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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On the Eve of the New Year,2012
Whatev’r the old year had to say, it said!
Whatev’r the past year had to bring, it brought!
Whatev’r the past, let memories good stay;
Let strife that came, embolden hearts and minds!
The old year had its good and bad well-mixed;
Let’s hope the New Year brings more joy and smiles;
Let dreams unfulfilled become realities;
Let world brazen itself for newer feats!
Yet, sense of values must prevail in life;
A moralistic society must grow;
The youth today must make better adults;
World nations must have ties of love and peace!
Let carnal needs not supercede the soul’s!
Let human lives remain priceless, sacred;
Let leaders not waste wealth for vain glory;
Let God remain foremost in endeavours!
Let downtrodden receive more attention;
Let terrorism weeds be pulled by roots;
Let physically challenged get more aid;
Let love exchanges greet the human race!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-12-2011
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