Abandoned Flowers
Belief and love in all way
Seem as dream,
Lofty and lusty desires
Dance on fire
As result of our own deeds
And the brook of belief bleeds
With grief and seems no relief
Penances take strong roots
To loot sacred melodious flute
Being aware, we remain mute,
We have been as
Abandoned Flowers
As if without 'Gardener'! ! ! ! !
Written by: Narendra Rai
Talhar Badin, Sindh...
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When belief and love set on fire
Tears plop down from the sky
With pain and sorrows
Hoping best for tomorrows…
Sacred rain makes all bright
And brings in all belief of light,
Make all living things dance
And release them from penance…
The sky becomes azure
And the fragrance emits
When sacred drops and love
And graciousness remits…
Divine blessing showers
On us with rain and powers,
Lightning strikes like stones
With Clamoring cold tone…
We remain unaware,
Albeit knowing 'He' is near…
Written by: Narendra Rai
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The Evening Is Upset
I lost you in this life and the next,
You went away leaving pages blank
And did not read my book or pen text
Weaving with love and pages left untouched…
The evening is upset with your departure,
And the wine glasses too are sad,
You left taking all away with yourself
Even the flowers in the garden got withered…
The night that used to be full of your love
And your unlocked tresses made it more
Erotic and lovely when I run thru my fingers
Holding you close and trying all night to love…
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On The Earth
Divine song's purred as the day falls
The love and blessings reach to all
The first light rays fall from heaven
To the earth and to lighten up all even…
The morning dews glisten all falling
All around with its beauty and rendering
Divine message and love to all living beings,
And the leaves dance as one with wind and sing…
The waterfall roars and makes music
And all the hovering birds make lyric
Singing and dancing in the sky with mirth
For the 'God' given us all on the earth…
Written by: Narendra Rai
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Neem Tree (Inspired by: Mrs. Elza Kazi)
Sun's burning light fall upon,
Thy Stoic branches bear the pain
Of heat and sometimes fast rain,
Yet standing stable in all season…
And how green thy leaves are,
Who keep dancing even in flaming rays! ! !
Could men be like you?
Who can endure all the pain like you….
You shelter birds in your arms
And protect them from all harms.
Could men be like you?
Who shelter poor ones in their arms like you…
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Queen Of Thar
The water roaring gushes down and whispering
Breeze blows by hushing
Flora and fauna to hear your hum
When you come and sing hymn…
You, on top of your head, carry
Frail vessel to have water from waterfall in merry
Mood and flashes smile in jolly way
Having in Gaagra garb in charismatic way…
Bangles of yours hands when chink,
Without reservation in your love I sink,
Your anklets creates love melody when you walk,
And find divine gift of love when you talk…
As the breeze blows by your silky raven
Hairs' strands cascade on the moon of heaven,
Genuflecting I ask you to fill my being with your being,
And make my love sacred with hymn you sing…
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His Words
"His Words"
At the crack of dawn
Light breaks and rays
Make all gold and day
Gradually goes on its way,
Dew drops drop
And play part
Being part of nature
With rapture and nurture
All things with its hallowed water
Nature song is purred
And Supreme Being is praised
And all beings are raised
By flying and singing
Song birds,
and roaring water roars
Waves strike on shore.
Bell chinks on winks
In morn sound emerges
from Church
Of first light incense
Sweet smell and burning
Candles honor ‘His' presence
"Holy Bible" verses
Are rehearsed to welcome
The day with "His" words…
Written by: Narendra Rai
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Let Me Believe In You
They came to me
To believe them
But I wanted them
To believe me
When I say there
Is no belief
But I believe in you and me.
I am not a non believer
But I can't believe
Those who believe others
Without believing in them.
Belief makes belief strong
As they believe all,
But how can I believe
Those things without
Logic and reason!
My belief will be
More strong if I found
Any logic behind,
So let me believe in you
Let me believe in me
We can do best of the best thing
Above all, we can be a good human being!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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A rose is always rose
I dreamt of my youth on wane
It was still there and not gone
Still conclusion not forgone
Enough was yet to be done
Ruled the scene of love for ever
the fear for self was not there and never
I was considered the king of flowers
The rain pleased always with showers
I did all possible to cover my petal
The age was showing effect on its arrival
The dreams were threatened to be shattered
It was natural cycle and could not be altered
I am not still ruled by any darkness
I have still rosy charm with fineness
I may go down with old charm
Still there won’t be any great harm
You can call it misfortune
It is in keeping with the tune
One has to disappear and make the way
Whether it is with time or sun’s hard rays
It may be tough process
I shall loose complete access
We may certainly cease to exist
The stage is prepared for our exit
We might have existed for brief
It was definitely good relief
We never took it as grief
Though it is common belief
Let everything change but we may remain
It is our known area and domain
We have everything to offer and gain nothing
This is what we are afraid of something
Our roots may be giving way
They may not remain strong and give away
Still you won’t find any wrinkle on our face
We are for true love and not for mad race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Like Fire To Water
Different yet the same, in our soul pride and blame
The son and daughter, like fire to water
The two live within us
We pray our faith for help
Like madness and sin, kin passes to kin
The fire and water, the sacred slaughter
... All that and more told in ancient lore
Now I shall begin...
To set forth on a quest, all past is put to rest
So we shall never have to cry again
So we shall forever remain sane
The force of belief, brings me relief
Let us now unite, we fly as one
With the wings God has sent, we fly into the end
song performed by by Orphaned Land
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0978..... Belief Vs Trust
Belief is Doubtful, Trust is Certain
Belief is from Mind, Trust is from Heart
Belief is Lip Service; Trust is Heart Felt
Believe many; Trust only a Few
Believing is Easy, Trusting is Hard
Belief scores 50%, Trust scores 100%
Belief is Ordinary; Trust is Extra-ordinary
Belief is Start point; Trust is End Point
Belief is Limited; Trust is infinite
Belief is Shaking Hands, Trust is Embracing
Belief keeps Control; Trust gives up control
Belief is jumping opportunities; Trust is staying
Belief is not Time Tested; Trust passes Tough Times
Belief is Partial; Trust is Complete
Believe in Thoughts; Trust your Intuition
Belief in God is Attempting; Trust in God is Surrender
Belief is Important; Trust is Essential
Belief is Plastic Rose; Trust is Real Rose
(23-June-2010, Chennai)
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Faith in Belief - Coping Strategy
Must have faith or what else is left?
Lack of faith, sorrow bereft
Belief in a God, nature, galactic deities
Even atheistic belief gives some amenities
Belief in self to succeed
The need to daily feed
Belief in love, seeking to thrive
Faith in thriving to stay alive
Those with no faith to look forward to
Stranded, without a helping clue
Grasp a belief enabling you to cope
One that brings fulfillment with hope
Faith in music unbound
Open ears to the acoustic sound
Sweet rhythms renowned
Belief that art opens the way
Creative devotion bless the day
For some, blind faith is better than none
Others may curse their belief, ready to abscond
Seek a belief peaceful, considerate
Avoid following the fanatical illiterate
The three C’s of hardiness agility
Commitment, Control, Creative ability
Deliver strong sustainability
Belief in Joy and Happiness, treasured gold
Warm goodness and kindness never cold
Resolve persistent griefs
With faith in positive beliefs
(September 2008)
poem by Joshua C. Whiting
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The Son Of Vera
I'm - the son of Vera...
I did not write you the letters for long,
Vera Pavlovna.
Winds have carried me away,
Winds were singing me a song
Once - impudently,
The other time - terribly,
At last - plaintively.
I'm - the son of Vera.
Oh, how did you help me, mother!
Mama Vera...
You embraced me on the empty stations, mama Vera.
I'm - the son of Vera.
You were waiting for the useless son to be back, mama Vera...
And you asked me to write
in my letters the only truth, mama Vera...
I'm - the son of Vera!
The Belief not into god, not in angels, not in the next world!
I'm - the son of belief in sun,
Which is shining through the tatters of clouds!
I'm - the son of belief in the labour of a man,
In the flowers on the burnt earth.
I'm - the son of belief!
The belief in the silence under the torture!
And in the song before the execution!
I'm - the son of belief in the terrestial love,
dazzling as a miracle.
I'm - the son of belief in the Morrow
such as I wish it to be!
And in the people, who are wide as a road!
Sincere, and worthy...
I'm - the son of belief, I despise ninnies!
I hate ones, whining and groaning! ..
I write to you only the truth, mama Vera.
Only the truth...
Only here is much a business!
Forgive me,
I'll not be back soon...
poem by Robert Rozhdestvensky, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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The End Of May
How the wind howls this morn
About the end of May,
And drives June on apace
To mock the world forlorn
And the world’s joy passed away
And my unlonged-for face!
The world’s joy passed away;
For no more may I deem
That any folk are glad
To see the dawn of day
Sunder the tangled dream
Wherein no grief they had.
Ah, through the tangled dream
Where others have no grief
Ever it fares with me
That fears and treasons stream
And dumb sleep slays belief
Whatso therein may be.
Sleep slayeth all belief
Until the hopeless light
Wakes at the birth of June
More lying tales to weave,
More love in woe’s despite,
More hope to perish soon.
poem by William Morris
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Disasters and Deeds
Disasters excel when brilliant,
This fact is well-known and magnificent.
Deeds of the tragic command belief,
But is it not disbelief, any relief?
My accusations, they disgust me and you,
But relief is a grave question of who?
My battles are fought due to wars,
When and where are they indoors?
The disaster is supremely disturbing
To the soul and life, the very curbing!
poem by Naveed Akram
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What is faith and belief? .....
Although, we say that a man with faith
can win the world without trouble
But faith is believing something is not seen
We do exercise believe in faith everyday
But believing in reality is more truth than faith
We cannot see most things that we have faith
even they are existing like a faith in God.
When we become lack of belief in ourselves
then we become nothing but weakening in our soul
Most of the people dream to have something
and they want them to come true within their faith
They don't want to achieve them through belief in reality.
Some think faith and belief are part of evolution
It is true that success in life need to have both faith and belief
but belief is the way of searching for the truth or reality
Faith is known as trust on something but absence of proof
But belief is built with knowledge and a reality is proofed.
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2008 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Saints or lost souls?
Are we to be lost souls?
Who watch as day rolls?
Or are we to be saints
Under the Sistine chapels paint?
If you are divine turn this water to wine.
If you are so holy thou shall amend his great folly.
Our lives bound thick with a strong golden twine
Our everlasting belief is ours solely
If we deny this call will we be shunned?
And be lost on a darkened path of light?
If our serene city’s citadel is to be over run
Then in this battle of belief we must fight.
The purpose of this is irrelevant
Just keep your belief forever strong
If anyone says this is arrogant
You can passionately tell them they’re wrong
If thou does not participate
There is nothing we can do
Thou’s thoughts he shall not have to recreate
As long as his belief stays true
poem by Logan Fulk
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Creed
Laugh, laugh at all my dreams!
What I dream shall yet come true!
Laugh at my belief in man,
At my belief in you.
Freedom still my soul demands,
Unbartered for a calf of gold.
For still I do believe in man,
And in his spirit, strong and bold.
And in the future I still believe
Though it be distant, come it will
When nations shall each other bless,
And peace at last the earth shall fill.
poem by Shaul Tchernichovsky
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Divine Device
Would it be loss or gain
To hapless human-kind
If we could feel no pain
Of body or of mind?
Would it be for our good
If we were calloused so,
And God in mercy should
End all our woe?
I wonder and I doubt:
It is my bright belief
We should be poor without
The gift of grief.
For suffering may be
A blessing, not a bane,
And though we sorrow we
Should praise for Pain.
Aye, it's my brave belief
That grateful we should be,
Since in the heart of grief
Is love and sympathy,
We do not weep in vain,
So let us kiss the rod,
And see in purging Pain
The Grace of God.
poem by Robert William Service
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Around My Neck
You wear a crucifix around your neck
Is it in decoration or a sign of your true belief
As around my neck their lies nothing at all,
Because in my heart, lies the love that you cant see.
I proclaim my belief to no one but me
A desire stronger than your crucifix on a chain
And if I could wear that belief around my neck
I would proudly wear it, as my love I’d proclaim.
I wear my belief as if it lies around my neck
As proudly and strongly as any crucifix on a chain
And if it could be removed, forever it would stay
Then you would know that love would always remain.
Around my neck their lies nothing at all
In my heart their lies a need that cannot end
So while the World can see your crucifix on the chain,
Around my heart, there is that love ready to begin.
Around your neck lies a crucifix on a chain
Which can be removed anytime or at any day
It can be a decoration to adorn your looks,
Or it can be an idol so you can worship on or pray.
I look at my belief which hangs around my neck
Though it can be see and held only by me,
And proudly I hold it, and forever I will keep it
Because it is the only belief, that can set me free.
Randy L. McClave
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