Alison here Autumn's going to start and tell others
Thanks for your kind words
Also Jerry's warmest regards,
My wife too sends her hugs to you all,
Here Autumn is going to start soon and they call fall,
Yellow foliage in jaundiced color.
My wife grumbles that her piggy till's level goes down
As I steal pennies like a magician for my Cuban cigar.
When I was drunk I stammered, 'Darling if we have a Son,
We could have form a musical group named 'The three stooges meet Herculeas.'
I always see your precious garden through your poem paintings,
Does the bard Paddy Martin resides near by?
He too a very nice character found in poetfreak,
So life goes as usual Sun rises and Sets according to the Master's instructions,
Homeless they sleep on the roads here and dream heaven on and off it seems?
Wish that tricky life smile at all with yours,
I buy lotteries and if luck pinches by a mistake
Definitely We jump over the Great Barrier reef
And see you all without an invitation!
Take care and good luck!
Let's smile together until the hardest breath crawls,
with best regards,
fondly,
nimal
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Penny for a Tick
If the dreams come true how beautiful the ugliest life!
The slippery Zig Zag road ends at the village Manor
And we got down, myself & wife from our tumbledown car!
It's a small drizzle and a Twilight
The Sun offs for the day it seems.
The Baron and the Baroness happy with us
For their advertisement in the Pennysaver
And he says; ' You are the ideal couple we expected
And really satisfied by seeing you! '
Wife makes different names of spicy meals
And cleans the household things.
The two Doberman familiar with me
And I pluck their ticks a penny for each.
Cut their high grass in the lawn
And night I read my poems.
The kind Baron offers me a Cuban cigar and a nightcap
And now I don't steal pennies from my beloved's piggy till.
In the night she wears her old nightgowns
And she looks like the Baroness!
I do marketing; Rides the Harley Davidson
That belongs to the Baron's one & only son
Who lives in a different state.
At the backyard there're scattered old tombs
And I guess their ancestors.
Secretly I tell my beloved; 'Darling this is the final roost of our Gypsy journey
And one day they bury us here, We must send the address to our loved ones
Perhaps their offspring win the Green Card Lottery and visit our graves some day! '
To my dearest poet friend Paddy Martin who undergoes a surgery and my blessings for his immediate recovery.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Venom
I have heard but don't know whether it's true or not
They make an Alcohol out of Venom am I right?
Oh! That's fantastic and you can die at once
Better than dying every other moment.
I promised to my beloved Wife;
'Hereafter, Darling I won't steal pennies for my Cuban cigar
From your till until it gets full,
Then we can buy that stuff in downtown
And finish this rat race before the winning post!
* A successful man is one who can lay a foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him.' - David Brinkly
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Cooing in a nest
My beloved wife bought me a sunblock cream; 'Dad! You have some wrinkles on your face.'
'Yes Mom! We are close upon our sixties, yet to be chosen for the yearly Marathon.'
She collects pennies in an old jam bottle and hides somewhere as she knows that I steal for my daily Cuban vanilla cigar.
I dreamed one night the till full of gold coins.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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What’s Luck?
Luck is something that comes, not so often;
Luck is an occurrence in life, quite rare;
Luck’s unpredictable phenomenon;
Luck is a devil that is rarely kind!
Luck’s the last thing one should ev’r depend on;
Luck cannot simply come to all always;
Luck can’t work magic without labor hard;
Luck is futile if basic things aren’t done.
Luck is a make-up that needs a good face;
Luck’s a pretty dame with contours and shape;
Luck is an element of great surprise;
Luck is not the usual way, world goes by!
Luck is the decoration on a cake;
Luck’s a factor that clicks for some at times;
Luck isn’t the first thing, we trust any time;
Perseverance is key to success prime.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-23-2009
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A notable scratcher in the wilderness
The scrawny who comes early in the morning
And scratches the lotteries here till noon for good luck.
I hear the creaking inner scream of his misery
And everything was written on his jaundice face.
He doesn't cry perhaps all the tears could have dried.
The wildfire brought him the catastrophe to his doorstep
And he lost his all valuables.
He is a newcomer to the homeless of this ugly world.
The burgeois river of democracy still flows silently
And he cuddles his beloved wife and the pet chihuahua in his fading dreams.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A parcel from Overseas beyond the Great Barrier Reef!
As a habbit, firstly
I check the sender's name & address
Oh! It's from New South Wales
Australia, My dreamy burial grounds
To rest in peace with Aborigines!
Guess who sent the precious gift?
Brother Poet & Humanitarian
Paddy the Martin!
Two pocket size books
His poetry Anthologies.
'Poems that bloom in my garden
And The ancient Poet.'
I have not started yet the reading
But that smells a rare fragrance of a flower
In the garden of Eden!
Where the Humanity began!
Thank you is not enough
For the soft soul's honest smile
And I add this; 'Let us be friends
And smile together until we reach
The Horizon, Zenith or Infinity
Whatever it is promise to shake hand warmly!
* Humbly to my friend Paddy Martin in gratitude!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A snorer's cute darling
He always thinks when he unlocks the brass kennel door
She jumps out; But she never tries.
The nextdoor handsome greyhound named 'Romeo'
Barks mostly sad songs in the midnight.
But his darling 'Juliette' never listens.
'Hey! Your bony Master is getting old and tumbledown
And reach the goal very soon.'
Whenever he tells her his pathetic story
She just smile and wags her bushy tail.
* To my beloved wife who accompanies me through all my hardships along this foggy roads.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I Wonder How A Man
I wonder how a man should behave towards his wife
Should he love her till he draw his last breath of life
And agree with everything that she has to say
And tell her he loves her many times a day?
Or spend far more time with his mates at the pub
Discussing the welfare of the football club
And leave his wife at home of their children to take care?
The ideal sort of husband to say the least rare.
In the company of men I have spent too much time
Played football, worked and drunk alcohol with them back in my life's prime
To females us males are of different kind
To every good man ten good women you'll find.
Respect to all women all men ought to show
But how a man should behave towards his woman I hardly would know
Since I have never been known as a ladies man
And I'm now in the Autumn years of my life's span.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Hard Luck
(words & music by weisman - wayne)
Oh Im really feeling mighty low
No, no, no, I got no place that I can go
So Ive got some blues to sing
And oh, so much remembering, woe......
Black cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck youll find
I aint lyin, Ive got the bluest kinda blues
Drivin me right outta my mind
Shes gone, said toodle-loo
Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too
Ive got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck youve seen
I mean, the way Im runnin lately
My lucky number is thirteen
Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong, all wrong
Wrong as can be
Whos stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me
Im on her knee da-da-da-da
Shove off, oh Im warning you
This thing I caught, you know could be catchin too
Ive got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be
Yes siree, I guess hard luck always chooses
Natural born losers like me
Oh ahhh!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A smile is a thousand words
How can one smile such sweet smiles,
When life brings me nothing but tears,
Smile is a sing of care
I smile when I am sad
I need a smile to glitter my wolrd,
Smile is a magic, brings hearts together
Every smile has a rhyme
A smile is a thousand words
Smile when you see no reason for living
Smile for the good things in life
It makes your moment precious
Smile is the essence of life.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Luck
Luck visited one day;
Winked and smiled at me.
Things began to go my way.
As I could plainly see.
I met someone by chance,
Who sought a better life.
Now together we advance
Forever man and wife.
Once again luck appeared,
This time without a smile,
As workplace disappeared;
Now time to think awhile.
Now time to think that luck
Wears a keen disguise,
And really only visits
Per direction from the skies.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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If There Were No Afterlife
Don't lie to me darling,
Is there an afterlife?
Or is this sad mortal thing,
This thing we call ‘love'
Is it all I can do to be your wife?
If this short time,
Is all there is for truth,
What's the point in prayer?
All I want is you.
And if there is a hell,
A hell for you and I,
That can't be really be hell, now can it,
So in that hell I confide.
But if the earth were heaven,
And you were here no more,
I would choose a damned life any day,
For heaven without you is none.
If tomorrow I were hanged,
Would you meet me in the afterlife?
And if there were no afterlife,
Would you still let me be your wife?
Darling,
What if there is no heaven?
Could I still call you mine?
Darling,
What if there is nothing?
Could we still be friends?
Darling,
What if there is everything,
What of us then?
poem by Dayna Mortimore
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Good Morning, Good Morning
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's o.k.
Good morning, good morning...
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep.
And you're on your own you're in the street
Good morning, good morning...
After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's o.k.
Good morning, good morning...
People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is getting dark.
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife.
Somebody needs to know the time, glad that i'm here.
Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear.
Go to a show you hope she goes.
I've got nothing to say but it's o.k.
Good morning, good morning...
song performed by by Beatles
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My Eightieth Birthday, Today!
Eighty years have gone away,
In a somewhat pleasant way;
God is Master, then, today,
And will be mine, come what may!
As a teacher, life was good;
Life was great in womanhood!
Life was best when in childhood;
Happy I'm, upright I stood!
Duty was my prime dear thing;
God was first in everything;
Joys and woes both, life did bring;
Yet, a happy song, I sing!
Earning wealth was not my aim;
Sharing knowledge brought me fame;
Being wife was just one game;
Dust was whence I truly came!
Kith and kin do always kiss;
Still some things did go amiss;
Husband is one soul, I miss;
Life was mostly joys and bliss!
I had not done something great;
I did just all do, till date;
I didn't trust in luck or fate;
I want heaven's narrow gate!
‘All seems well, ' I'm eighty aged;
Heart feels sometimes, old and caged;
Many battles I had waged;
Life didn't happen as I gauged!
God was friend to me these years;
I have hope in Him, not fears;
Though my earthly life now nears,
I must pray, until He hears!
Fondly dedicated to dear
Mrs.P. Irudaya Mary MA., B.Ed, Teacher
Holy Family Church, Perundurai
By Dr. Celestine, wife Mrs. Mercy,
daughters Catherine & Christina
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-08-12
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Sweet Lady Luck
(coverdale/vandenberg)
You hold all the aces,
I never get the chance to deal
Flick of the wrist and you cut me down,
Im spinning like a roulette wheel
You say that loves a gamble
But, you play with loaded dice
You hide behind a good girl smile
With a heart stone cold as ice
But, I want it, I need it
If you dont give it Ill steal it,
Ill take it all and walk away
Lady luck,
Youre a loser in the game of love, sweet lady luck
Who you gonna call when it all falls down on you,
Sweet lady luck...
You cant stop your dealing
cos its a crying shame,
When the winner takes it all
And never ever takes the blame
But I want it, I need it
If you dont give it Ill steal it,
Ill take it all and walk away
Lady luck,
Youre a loser in the game of love, sweet lady luck
Who you gonna call when it all falls down on you
Uh, what you gonna do?
Lady luck
I need your love, I need it now,
Ive got to have it anyhow,
Sweet lady luck...
I cant win for losing,
Its tearing me apart
So Ill play the joker to your queen of broken hearts
But, I want it, I need it,
If you dont give it Ill steal it
Ill take it all and walk away
Lady luck,
Youre a loser in the game of love, sweet lady luck
Spinning like a roulette wheel, sweet lady luck
Youre a loser in the game of love, sweet lady luck
I need your love, I need it now,
Ive got to have it anyhow
Sweet lady luck..
Sweet lady luck..
Sweet lady luck..
Lady luck!
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Hold On To Your Dream
In life we have our pains and sorrows
Face mountains we think we can't climb
Nothing can there's always tomorrow
You feel like giving up, you say you're out of luck
But then you hear a voice in your mind
Telling you to
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
This world is filled peaks and valleys
With rivers we think we can't cross
To busy keeping sorrows telling
You say you're at you're in
You say you never win
But then a light comes on in your mind
Till you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
Until the day that life is said and done
If you wanna hold on to something
You better hold on to your dreams
If you want to hold on to something
You've gotta hold to your love
To your love
So if they try to burst your bubble
It's cons they haven't done em all
And when you feel you are in trouble
Hold your head up high and feel your heart inside
And know that you are never alone
Just as long as you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a mother to her child
Don't let anyone ever steal your dreams from you
Hold on to your dream
And do your best to always wear a smile
Hold on to your dream
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Sunday morning dream
It is another morning and I am awake
With your smile when my breath you take
I don’t hear birds in the garden crisping
But in my ear you gently whispering
Wake up darling! It is already dawning
I open my eyes and see you fawning
You come close and sit near me
When I kiss you linger, Blushing are we?
I leave you alone on the bed to make a nice Darjeeling tea
To serve it hot in the cups just like thee
You drink the tea, while looking at me with your lustful eyes
When the romantic thoughts in my mind arise
We than spend a romantic Sunday waiting for new sunrise
But before that, in my dreams you said Good Bye
I suddenly woke up and saw it was a dream of you & me in future life
When I will be your man and you’ll be my beloved wife
But till than let me love you as a friend
While my heart crave for you and some romantic moment that you’ll lend
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The handsome death roams around bards' billets these days!
My beloved questioned me;
'I noticed that you won't drink
and it's a dilemma in your words.'
'Not exactly I quit drinks honey
The celebrated Malayalam poet
A.Ayyappan passed away last week
and the Bengali prominent poet
Sunil.Ganguly too.
I checked my piggy till and the pennies won't come up
In the checking account few colourd notes smile
that won't reach at least a tall Johnny Walker?
and you know my darling I am a poor scribbler
Casket is very expensive than the nagging life here? '
['The goal of meditation is the beautiful silence, stillness and clarity of mind.']- Buddhist scripture
niumal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Gorilla and his beloved wife
This man was certainly fed up with the life and roamed like a stray dog.
One day he found in the Zoo the gorilla's cage is vacant.
Since that day he lived in the cage happily.
On a sunny Sunday he saw his wife came towards the cage.
'Oh! You resemble my so loved husband and he was disappeared a long time ago.' wife said.
She witnessed the gorilla cried and she gave him her handkerchief.
On her way back home she had a facial as she knows her husband would be at home soon.
* I heard that he says; 'We the people, in order to form a more perfect union.' Good luck to the land of opportunity! And guess who comes to the dinner with a gift of real democracy.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Home bound
Morning sleep and sweet dreams simply disturbed,
Bed side phone call buzz really perturbed,
Sweet dreams and cool breeze remained illusion,
since wife had left after scuffle with collision,
with all honest intention I had surrendered
Never let anger go up and that is why I wondered?
She was so nice and never questioned
Why did she leave and separation offered?
Had she some ideas or her own reason?
Was she not happy with autumn season?
Did she need care for her only and lovely son?
Why did she attempt to take the poison?
I may not have pardoned her fully
the act on her part was stupid and silly
Why does she not own mistakes wholly?
Why at all to attempt suicide and commit folly?
Life must go on with peace and good rapport
it can’t be run without each other’s support,
Even ships has wait for call of the port,
How can we run and afford such silly sort?
All these thoughts made me little nervous
Never I had made mistakes previous
She may be feeling right in her own way,
But should have waited for my simple say
Days were proving difficult and very painful
it may not be either with her proving gainful,
I was still hopeful of her homeward journey
waiting for call naturally form honey
“Good morning” and simple hello”
Was the wife at end with smile to follow?
Are you coming to pick me up at station?
Hi, why not, where is the hitch and question? ”
These were the words simply uttered
I too expressed surprise and murmured
It was not at all any separation
All happiness and no strained relation
It provided me with new energy and relief
I new nothing would go wrong with belief
Why at all then take extreme course
When she was returning with smile of course
I was overwhelmed with joy
There was nothing left to annoy
I braced self to bring back her back
This was the time to save further crack
I simply rushed in huff,
it was neither joke nor rebuff,
her smile was for home bound,
all happiness and joy I simply found
She waved her hand with smile
I continued happiness for a while
She was willing to walk an extra mile
She had her own ways and style
She embraced me with full joy
I didn’t find any game or decoy,
it was simple return with call,
and God saved me from further fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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