Wonder of work's
Some budy
Told love is
A taj mahal
Is the one of
Beauty ful bulding
For loving
The king of S. khan
Wife mumthaj
Momey of the
Loving bulding;
Is the taj mahal...!
Taj mahal is
Lovely and great
Bulding...
But; that is not
Great vision...
To the white
Tails and marble's...
Its not...
Thousands
Thousands
Labur people
Hands and to
The work's;
Is a taj mahal
To day
Great beautyful
Bulding...
Not for love only...
Wonder of
work's always
Making only...
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Poet’s is art
An architect visits the Taj Mahal
A historian visits the Taj Mahal.
So do a poet and a farmer.
Their perceptions differ;
Their abstractions differ.
The poet’s is unique in that
He concretizes selectively
And make the abstraction an art.
02.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Road
Bye cycle
Walking...
Moter cycle
Running...
Car
Swimming...
Trees and
Bulding only
Standing...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Tomb Of Tear
Tear condensed here,
just dropping from a
loving heart, we know all.
The white wonder of world,
made of marble-Taj Mahal.
How deep was his grief,
or was love fathomless?
To immortalize her memory,
in time's ruthless pace,
he kept his timeless art,
beyond time, space, mortality,
to throb their loving heart?
Wonder-stuck, I stood,
and imagined Emperor
Shah Jahan, there alone,
watching the Tomb of Tear! !
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Answer Me
Your love
as prominent
as Taj Mahal
As great
a love
of Shah Jehan
Perished
in a blink
of eyes
How to rebuild?
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Bomb-Bay
'Bomb-Bay' oh Bombay! !
Of the tears of many eyes that saw your dead;
With killers in Jeans and T-Shirts.
The 'Taj Mahal Palace' was in flames!
And, why should people hate others so much like this?
Why?
The horror of bombs and the death people that was recorded,
Oh India! ! Why should this occur to you?
'Bomb-Bay' oh Bombay! Of the terrorists acts against you;
Mumbai oh Mumbai, then came the explosions on................
The Metro Cinema,
The Cama and Albless Hospital,
The Trident Oberi Hotel,
The Chowpatly Beach,
The Administrative Office in Mimbai,
The Gokuldas Tejpal Hospital,
The Chhatrapati-Shivaji Main Station,
The State Bank of India,
The Leopald Cafe,
The Taj-Mahal-Hotel,
And the Nariman House.
Bombs were on Bombay like 'Bomb-Bay'!
But many people died at the main station and the Taj-Mahal-Hotel;
It was a sad news on this sad day of many bombs!
Why Mumbai? In the land of the Hindus.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ang Locket ni Inay
Ang locket ni Inay, ginto't kumikinang
Ay aking kinuha sa kanyang lagayan
Ito'y nilagyan ko ng litrato ni 'sweet'
At sa aking leeg, agad isinabit
Ang aking kwintas ay nakita ni mahal
At ang kanyang tanong, 'Saan ba galing 'yan? ?
Yan ba'y binili mo o merong nagbigay? '
''Di ko 'to binili, bigay 'to ni Inay.
At ang litrato mo'y dito daw ilagay
Sagisag ng tunay ko na pagmamahal.'
'Ay ang ganda naman, puwede bang makita? '
'Aba'y puwedeng-puwede, siyempre, mahal kita.'
Nakita ni mahal ang kanyang larawan
At kilig na kilig, ako'y hinalikan
Kasabay ang sabing 'Ay! Ang sweet mo naman! '
Ngitngit ni Bathala, locket, nabitawan
Bumagsak at ang lihim ko'y sumamburay
Litrato sa locket pala'y tatlong suson
Siyempre ang kay mahal sa ibabaw nar'on
Dahil siya ang aking kaharap ko noon
'Imbi! Palamara! Sukab! Talipandas! '
Ang sabi ni mahal, mata'y nagniningas
'De locket-locket pa ay three-timer naman!
Puso nama'y taksil pa at salawahan! '
'Isa kang hunyango, nag-iibang-kulay
Kung sino'ng kaharap ay siyang minamahal! '
'Mahal, patawad na, ako'y nagsisisi
Sa aking ginawang sa 'yo'y pang-oonse.'
'Eto ang sa iyo! ' (PAK) 'Naku po! Aray! '
Yan ang kasaysayan ng locket ni Inay.
At malaking bukol, nasa aking ulo
Na dahil sa locket at pagka-chickboy ko
'Aruy! Aruy! Aruy! ' ay aking natamo
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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Bakit Labis Kitang Mahal
(alex mallillin)
Mula nang makilala ka, aking mahal
di ako mapalagay
Sa kakaisip ko sa yo
Lagi na lang ikaw ang alaala ko
Kahit nasaan ka man
Larawan moy natatanaw
Maging sa pagtulog ay panaginip ka
Pagkat ang nais ko sana
Kapiling ka sa twina
Ano bang nakita
Ng puso kong ito sa yo
Kapag ikay kasama
Anong ligaya ko sinta
Refrain:
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Yakap moy di ko malimutan
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Sumpa man, iniibig kita
Mula nang makilala ka, aking mahal
di ako mapalagay
Sa kakaisip ko sa yo
Lagi na lang ikaw ang alaala ko
Kahit nasaan ka man
Larawan moy natatanaw
Maging sa pagtulog ay panaginip ka
Pagkat ang nais ko sana
Kapiling ka sa twina
Ano bang nakita
Ng puso kong ito sa yo
Kapag ikay kasama
Anong ligaya ko sinta
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Yakap moy di ko malimutan
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Sumpa man, iniibig kita
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Yakap moy di ko malimutan
Bakit labis kitang mahal
Sumpa man, iniibig kita
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Taj Mahal
Taj Mahal
Marvel in marble
A standing structure
Says love's eternal
Under full moon
Love's purity shines
Its symmetry a symbol
Of love's reciprocation.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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I have seen you
I have never seen ocean and I have never seen mountain
But I have seen you and want to see you again and again
I have never seen forest and I have never seen desert
But I have seen you and really want to win your tender heart
I have never seen pyramid or ShahJahan's Taj Mahal
But I have seen you and want to adore you once and for all
I have never seen Great Wall or Babylon's hanging garden
But I have seen you and want to carry your all the burden
poem by Asif Andalib
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Palace of love will
Kiss the moonlight for ever
Taj Mahal’s wonder
haiku by Ken e Hall
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He's Building A Taj Mahal
A deified temple of love
No matter what she says
No matter what she does
He doesn't give up
He won't give up
He's building a Taj Mahal
A deified temple of love
For a shy shadow bodiless her
Each day one more brick
She says cease from your labour
I'm not a stone
I'm not a tower
I'm not a temple
No matter what she says
No matter what she does
He keeps on building
Building a Taj Mahal
The day he's gone
The temple will vanish
A bubble burst temple of love
The day she's gone
The tower will disappear
A bubble burst temple of love
Drawn in earthly notes
Everything's written on a wind
Bubble burst blown away
A shadow for a shadow
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The shade of the light
My ovation is to the slaves
Who built the Taj Mahal.
My ovation to the soldiers
Who made Alexander the great.
My ovation is to mice and cats
Who promoted the scientists.
Am I a cynic or jealous?
06.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Value declines in nearness.
The Taj Mahal to its gardener has no charm.
The idol to its priest has no awe.
A graceful wife to her husband has no lure.
Why must he be in search of a pretty wife?
21.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ang Kalbo
Ang sabi mo noon, ako ang mahal mo
Kahit nandadalang na itong buhok ko
Nakakita ka lang ng mas pogi't guwapo
Ay lumimot ka na, iniwanan ako
Sawing kapalaran, hindi ko matanggap
Ako ay kumuha ng isang bulaklak
One by one ang petals ay aking pinitas
Kasabay ang tanong, 'Loves me she? , Loves me not? '
Petals ay naubos nang di ko nalaman
Kung ako o hindi ang tunay mong mahal
Sa pamimighati, ang napagbalingan
ko'y itong buhok kong lalong dumadalang
Isa-isa sila ay aking binunot
Yun pa rin ang tanong, 'Loves me she? , Loves me not? '
Saklap ay nadama sa panghuling buhok
Kasagutan pala'y. truly you love me not
Nakapanglalambot, anong saklap Diyos ko
Bakit ba nadamay pa itong buhok ko
Dahil sa pag-ibig, ako ay ganito
Wala na ngang buhok, panot na pa'y kalbo
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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Your are the Taj Mahal
You are a Taj Mahal,
At least to me.
Had I seen you
When I was a child,
When I was a lad,
When I was an adult
Or in middle age.
I would not have,
I could not have,
Observed you, valued you
The way now I do
When I am over aged.
I can see in you
What youngsters fail to.
I can make you
What youngsters know not to.
A literary work merits
By its ablest critics.
You are in bloom
In my calibre.
I only know
Which is your hot spot,
That men of your age
Cannot understand.
Give me a try.
29.06.2001, Palakkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sana Maulit Muli
Sana maulit muli
Ang mga oras nating nakaraan
Bakit nagkaganito
Naglaho na ba ang pag-ibig mo
Sana maulit muli
Sana bigyan ng pansin ang himig ko
Kahapon, bukas, ngayon
Tanging wala nang ibang mahal
Chorus:
Kung kaya kong iwanan ka
Di na sana aasa pa...
Kung kaya kong umiwas na
Di na sana lalapit pa...
Kung kaya ko sana
Ibalik ang kahapon
Sandaling di mapapantayan
Huwag sana nating itapon
Pagmamahal na tapat
Kung ako'y nagkamali minsan
Di na ba mapagbibigyan
O giliw, dinggin mo ang nais ko...
(Chorus)
Ito ang tanging nais ko
Ang ating kahapon sana maulit muli
(Chorus 2x)
Mahal pa rin kita...
O giliw... O giliw...
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The unknown glory is no a glory.
Sajahan built the Taj Mahal.
Did Noor-Ja-Han know it?
Has she been by that act enthused?
The posthumous deeds cure not the
dead.
06.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whip
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The fortune hunter
your uninterrupted lamp
has
torch light out the
parasite in their closet
like an erosion that called
the black pot of sacrifice of the perpetrator
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The fervent farmer
your crude instrument
has
uprooted the unwanted ornament
in the vineyard
like locus waiting the planter
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The lean steward
you never sleep nor slumber
in the quest of monitoring the
offender in the field like Nigeria
EFCC punching out the beautiful criminals
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The no nonsense headmaster
with this
masquerade Cain whipping
the deaf prefect in the school of moral
The whip that caution the senior wife
is at the top of the roof for
YOU
poem by Samuel Abimbola Aladetan
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The Yamuna Suits All
Banks of the Yamuna,
Where Lord Krishna romanced
With Rdha and companions,
Are, where stands the mousalam
Of Mumtaz Mahal built
For the queen from ardent love.
The Yamuna River resonates with love
And suits lovers of all walks.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Vine Street
Take a left on vine street
Follow us round
Under the bridge
To the little taj mahal
Dont be late, dont hesitate
This is our time, this is our day
You blew my mind out so many times
Cain
Youre alive with love
Pick a little flower from the wayside
Offer it up on your knees
Prepare to give it all
Raise up a glass of bloody wine to your face
In the name of all within we cannot touch it or taste
Im so sick of the words that you cannot define me
All the laws of love say that you must find me
Cain
Youre alive with love
You blow my mind, yes you do
I parked the car (I parked the car)
We were there (we were there)
I followed you in
We ascended the stairs
Like the morning when you spent your night in a terrible dream
You crashed through my mind, woke me up
Like a scream, a scream, a scream!
(scream)
Im so sick of the words that you cannot define me, oh no
All the laws of love say that you must find, find me, yeah!
You blew my mind up, yeah!
You blew it up, blew it up, blew it up!
Youre alive with love
Cain
You blow my mind
Yes you do
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Take a left on vine street
Follow us round
Under the bridge
To the little taj mahal
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