Phantom Of Youth
You are sixteen and sweet
Though too young for me
I really can't help it
My heart itches for your company.
You may find me a little uncouth
A little too old for you
But it's the phantom of my youth
That keeps getting haunted by you.
My life is now a yellow page
An end in sight situation
Yet I fail to live my age
You give me infatuation.
I keep dreaming of sunrise
Engage with you in flirt
My imaginations fantasize
Desire is too stubborn to depart.
Don't blame it all on me
It's my misplaced ecstasy
I crave for your company
And survive by fantasy!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Crave For Company
There was a time
when being on my own
was something I revelled in.
It gave me time to think
and set my imagination free.
Now as I’ve grown older
and my imagination has stalled,
I crave for company,
but there is no one there.
My mind gets bored
with the simple things
and the boredom makes me tired.
All I do now is want to sleep.
I feel at times
I’m more dead than alive
and crave even a telephone call,
even if it is someone
trying to sell me something
that I do not really want.
I sit for hours
with a single light bulb
just for company.
The friends I used to know
are gone to I know not where.
Where my cup was once overflowing,
it now seems empty with despair.
I crave for company
and the flow of conversation,
but all I have are the shadows on the wall
to keep me company
and they don’t reply to anything I say.
15 August 2011
poem by David Harris
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In a Herber Green Asleep Whereas I Lay
In a herber green asleep whereas I lay,
The birds sang sweet in the middle of the day;
I dreamed fast of mirth and play:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Methought I walked still to and fro,
And from her company I could not go;
But when I wak'd it was not so:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Therefore my heart is surely pight
Of her alone to have a sight,
Which is my joy and heart's delight:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
poem by Robert Wever
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Nature, Trust, beauty and Affection
Give me Nature, my dog,
My parrokeets…
For company as I grow older
And more feeble
For I find their company
much more pleasant to keep
Far more preferable than
The company of people
poem by David Whalen
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Passtime with good company
1 Pastime with good company
2 I love and shall unto I die.
3 Grudge whoso will, but none deny,
4 So God be pleased, this live will I.
5 For my pastance
6 Hunt, sing, and dance.
7 My heart is set
8 All godely sport
9 To my comfort.
10 Who shall me let?
11 Youth will have needs daliance,
12 Of good or ill some pastance.
13 Company me thinketh then best
14 All thoftes and fantasies to digest.
15 For idleness
16 Is chief mistress
17 Of vices all.
18 Than who can say
19 But "pass the day"
20 Is best of all?
21 Company with honesty
22 Is virtue, and vice to flee.
23 Company is good or ill
24 But every man hath his free will.
25 The best ensue,
26 The worst eschew,
27 My mind shall be.
28 Virtue to use,
29 Vice to refuse,
30 I shall use me.
poem by Henry VIII King of England
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Lonely Fantasy**************9/8/79
as i lay in bed, with my pillow propped under my head
i did as most others would do
i started to fantasize with you.
i fantasized of how it would be
making love to you endlessly.
i saw myself as a king on his throne
and you as my queen.
but i was all alone.
alone in my fantasy
alone in my dream
knowing that it would never be.
for loneliness is my company.
poem by Louis Rams
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Christeen Sixteen
She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end
She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
She drives me crazy, I want to give her all I've got
And she's hot every day and night, there is no doubt about it
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
"I don't usually say things like this to girls your age, but when I saw you
coming out of the school that day, that day I knew, I knew, I've got to have
you, I've got to have you."
She's' been around, but she's young and clean
I've got to have her, can't live without her, whoo no
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah
So clean, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Kiss
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Terror in Mumbai
Terror in Mumbai
The face of a young terrorist caught on
camera, flushed look and his eyes shine
with the ecstasy of total power, the one
who decides who’s to live or die.
This is his moment what he has been
dreaming of so long, the cause for his
war means nothing now that life surges
through every sinew of his body.
Should he survive, his days will be flat
and endlessly grey till he gets a change
again to easily kill and feel the ecstasy
of absolute supremacy.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Body Of Water
Show me a sign that I love you
Blow me your mind cause you always do
Remind me to tell you that I've come to
Believe in the beauty, the power of you
Woman dissolved into the sea
The body of water is calling me
The god of my daughter is always free
There's nothing to solve when you're solving me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Throw me a line I could use one
A special design because I'm your son
Two thousand below where I feel my love
The body of water where I come from
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
I'm dreaming, got a reason to steal
Fire from the other side out there
Formations flow like streams
I'm made with a life to spare
Get the jizz, Mr. Sism got a rhythm
Technology of a prayer
Scientist to the prism of faith
And hope so I am there
Baby I'm home, you can come here
The science of love is becoming clear
Invisible love with the color still
A meet to a place in the atmosphere
And I may believe
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers
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In the Company of Heroes
In the Company of Heroes
The 506th is aging
Passing into history
Dick Winters now has fallen in
with Easy Company.
He did not like to speak of war,
once He was safely home.
-Excepting at reunions
Or, infrequently, by phone.
Still the story needs be told
to the generations next:
How they parachuted into France,
How they fought Hitler’s best.
How many left their youth behind
In hedgerows or in fields,
Or in the snow around Bastogne
which they refused to Yield.
He was the biggest brother.
He commanded Easy well.
He had the gift of leading men-
They would follow him to Hell..
He never wanted medals
Or acclaim for what he’d done.
In the company of heroes,
He never boasted he was one.
Some are old and crippled,
some forever young.
In that company of heroes
Each man did what must be done.
Somewhere Easy Company
is gathered all around.
As they place Dick Winters in the ground
Let a mournful trumpet sound.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Indebted
Young I grew
When I got her company.
Younger I became
When she gave me company.
The youngest I went
When the company turned a courtship.
It inspired me to feel
I was not a spent force.
So much I owe her.
Too short is time
To settle her dues.
I pray to Him
That she gives me a chance.
3.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bad Company
Company, always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
I was born six gun in my hand
Behind the gun I make my final stand
That's why they call me
Bad company, I can't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Rebel soul, deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sword
Now these towns, they all know our names
Six gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear 'em say
Bad company, and I won't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
song performed by by Bad Company
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Mail-Box
As you arrive in the morning
To your office, my dear
And check your mails
Without doubt you know
I’ll be there for you
Waiting to give you
The mail of the day.
May be a poem
Or a prose -
A quote or a photo
That touches me…
And I would wish to
Share with you.
Or as ever before
Like I write everyday
My Diary of yesterday.
You may read in a hurry
As you always do
For you may have
Many other
Errands to run to.
Yet, my dear
Let me say it to you
That all my letters
And words to you
Are written with care
And the precious time
That I love to spend
Writing to you…
It’s been like this
For the past many years
And I hope it would be
For many, many years
When you open your
Mail-Box
And find in it
Amongst all your mails
A letter from me.
Everyday, every morning
For all those years
Till the day you retire
From your daily
Commuting…
To that very same Office
Of your 20 years.
And the day you retire
After your service
Of two decades more
You’ll have some nice
Memories
Of working together
With your colleagues
Many sour ones too
Of those meetings
That failed
Those deadlines
That derailed
And some good savings
Of your life of work
And a repertoire of friends
That stayed with you
Through all these years…
May be in one of those
Bitter-sweet memories
You might remember me
That mail-box girl
Who used to write to you
So very diligently
Every day of her life
To feel close to you
To be as near you
As much as she could
From many miles away
With a lonely, longing heart
And so many words to say.
For she couldn’t be your wife,
Neither your mistress
Nor be at your side
As you struggled and you hobbled
Through your life’s major strifes.
She could only be
A mute witness -
To all what you endured.
She could feel the stresses
And the strains
Of those sleepless nights
That eating outside
Those early morning wake-ups
Of your tours and travels
Like a vagabond
Trying to balance it out
Between work and home.
And they say: You are Married.
Married to your wife
Or your company, I guess.
For most of your time
Is taken away
By those tours
And your travels
Of a working life
Sans your wife
Beside you…
On many such nights
And busy days too
When you would rather
Be a husband to your wife
Than be a work-horse
All your Life.
And slog and slog and slog…
Thinking you are indispensable
For your company.
Yet that day would dawn on you
As it comes for every man
When he realises
That the company whom he
Worked for
Cared for more than his family
That very same company
To survive and thrive
In this world of the Fittest
Goes seeking young-blood
And leaves you aside.
And at the end of the day
You then do realise
Was it really worth
Giving those extra hours
Everyday
To your office over-time
And missing out on
Your wife’s
Diary for the Day
Or all what your son
Had to Say
To a Daddy-Dear
He could hardly get to see.
As a friend of yours,
A well-wisher too
And in this one of my
Many mails
That I write everyday
To you…
I would suggest you:
Take care of your wife
Be with your son
For these are the days
You would miss very often
When you grow old
And look back
In retrospection
And find that those
Glorious days you spent
Upgrading your career
Position and status
In the Office.
Those will go one day
And someone else
Would take your place
And the company would
Still survive without you
As it has done
With people coming and going
In all such big MNCs
Yet once your wife
Grows old
And your son grows up too,
You’ll miss these “good old” days
When you missed seeing your son
Growing up
Into the young lad
He would become one day.
And your wife would also feel
As If -
She has grown too old, too soon
For neither youth was on her side
Nor the time
She wished to cherish
With you, in her conjugal life.
So her youth and her time
Both awaited you
As the hope of life
Awaits a dying woman
On her Death-Bed.
As for me, My Love
I’ve never had the Fate
To live with you
And would probably never have
The Destiny
To share with you
My Life.
And yet, the woman out there
Your betrothed wife
Is a woman like me
And your son out there
Is also like the son
I’ve borne in me…
So, I would always love you
To have a happy family
Take care of them, my love
And be with them
As often as you can.
For a job may come,
A job may go…
Yet a wife once lost
Or a son gone forever
Won’t come back to you
However much you repent
Or regret
Later on…
Thinking of the Whys and Hows
Of the jobs that you did
The tours and the travels
And the over-time
Your company Fixed
For you.
Always Remember…
You are married to your wife
And not to your company.
And your son needs
The “Daddy-Dear” in you
Even if he may not tell you
Often, every day.
So Care, Share
And Be There
For Them…
Trust Me – You’ll get many more returns
And far more contentment
As you look back
Over the years…
Of all those precious moments
You spent with your family
Than going for power, position
Fame and money
And being a lap-dog to your Company
By running after them.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Christine Sixteen
Shes got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end
Shes got me in her hands and theres no use in pretending
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
She drives me crazy, I want to give her all Ive got
And shes hot every day and night, there is no doubt about it
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
I dont usually say things like this to girls your age, but when I saw you
Coming out of the school that day, that day I knew, I knew, Ive got to have
You, Ive got to have you.
Shes been around, but shes young and clean
Ive got to have her, cant live without her, whoo no
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah
So clean, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Kiss
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Shareholder activism is not a privilege - it is a right and a responsibility. When we invest in a company, we own part of that company and we are partly responsible for how that company progresses. If we believe there is something going wrong with the company, then we, as shareholders, must become active and vocal.
quote by Mark Mobius
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Imaginations Real
Voices across all the nation,
Echo in my mind.
In the streets,
In the factories,
In the towns.
Living out what imagination made real.
Got to leave the old world behind,
Use a fantasy,
Imagination is real.
Chorus
Im so much in love,
I cant explain,
Imaginations real.
Build your dreams,
And make them strong,
Lmaginations real.
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
No solution,
Hatred,
Fear of whats to come.
Dont cry,
Cant you feel it inside,
Cant you see its the only way it can be.
For our past has left us alone,
With a cold reality,
Imagination made real.
Chorus
If you use a dream
To change a mind,
Then imaginations real.
Think with your heart,
And you will see,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
song performed by by Kinks
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Youthfulness vital
Seek company of younger ones.
Work with the other sex and flirt.
Cultivate likes for music and art.
Keep alive lust and passion.
Your mind of youth is preserved.
Be appearance conscious.
Do yoga to keep you supple.
Diet on balanced plant food.
Indulge in love act in continuity.
Your corporal youth is preserved.
Youthfulness to life is
Like nectar to a flower.
04.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I've had a terrific life, from building one company to be the second largest company in the securities industry and merging that into American Express, and becoming president of that company.
quote by Sanford I. Weill
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Sixty to Sixteen
If I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I,
I would not be as I have been,
You would not be so shy—
We should not watch with careless mien
The golden days go by,
If I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I.
The years of youth are yours, Sixteen;
Such years of old had I,
But time has set his seal between
Dark eyebrow and dark eye.
Sere grow the leaves that once were green,
The song turns to a sigh:
Ah! very young are you, Sixteen,
And very old am I.
Red bloom-times come and go, Sixteen,
With snow-soft feet, but I
Shall be no more as I have been
In times of bloom gone by;
For dimmer grows the pleasant scene
Beneath the pleasant sky;
The world is growing old, Sixteen—
The weary world and I.
Ah, would that once again, Sixteen,
A kissing mouth had I;
The days would gaily go, I ween,
Though death should stand anigh,
If springtime’s green were evergreen,
If Love would never die,
And I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I.
poem by Victor James Daley
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The Company You Keep
Yes, youre known by the company you keep
You say youre doin nothing wrong
I dont believe you are
Im only trying to help you sis
Before you go too far
Cause I think youre an angel
But folks think that youre cheap
Cause youre known by the company you keep
Please listen to your big sister
I feel I know whats best for you
I feel that I must warn you sis
Thats the least that I could do
Im not accusing you of anything
I know its fun you see
But youre known by the company you keep
The company you keep keeps you out too long
Mom and dad dont go to sleep until you get home
Sis, youre gettin in too deep
Youd better look before you leave
Cause youre known by the company you keep
Sis, youre gettin in too deep
The road of life is steep
And youre known by the company you keep
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Why are we here? I think many people assume, wrongly, that a company exists solely to make money. Money is an important part of a company's existence, if the company is any good. But a result is not a cause. We have to go deeper and find the real reason for our being.
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