Let People Shed Tears or Fears!
I am a soul, I am a soul,
I am not having anything foul,
Even in my dream!
I am neither a reformer,
nor that spiritual master,
I Know almighty
Is in my heart always,
If something reforms,
Let it reform naturally,
I am neither a God,
Nor that great man!
I can blind my eyes, and I can deaf my ears,
Then why can't I be dumb,
This is not your place,
You need not change anything Ramdas,
Just shed tears in prayer,
Shut the mouth, and let your mind weep before,
The almighty sitting on throne of your heart,
If you see pollution and corruption,
Sit and meditate for incarnation of Krishna,
Even if krishna can't do any thing,
When his own men fell for their foolishness,
Even Jesus excused people crucified him,
Let the fools do sin and wash their body Ganges,
Not to purify them,
Just sufficient to pollute Ganga!
Let people go to temple, churches, gurudwaras, basdis and mosque,
Not to pray,
But to wash their sins,
Not to shed tears of love,
Just shed fear of death
just to shed their fear sin or save their faith,
Who am I to ask?
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Love of Radha, Lord Krishna!
Radha was Krishna's Love,
Nay, Radha was Krishna's part,
Krishna was Radha heart,
She came dancing to tune of flute,
She was breath of his music,
She filled his Murali with Love divine,
He made her spine his flute,
Chakras become seven holes of flute,
played strange notes, became her light and joy,
Sitting below lean against tree,
with legs stretched like kind loving mother,
She took his head in her lap,
Love talked for hours in silence,
Her face Krishna saw in his own light,
And in her eyes his own figure,
In her heart his own face,
Love is that lamp glowing in her heart,
light of love spread whole world,
even the Sun and moon reflected Radha's love!
He became her smile,
she laughed his hearts joy,
She shed tears of his pain,
Never cared for shame and blame,
Never showed shyness,
As her star like love shines
Sound was there companionship,
Innocent she was about his divinity,
He gave his all to her plain love without vanity!
Radha, Radha was Krishna's breath sounded,
Krishna, Krishna her heart danced,
No jealousy no possessiveness,
Radha was great and her love too,
No touch of selfishness, love's spotless devotion,
Pure was heart without corruption,
Her love revolved around Him,
Just as Earth around the Sun,
Or moon around the earth!
Sometimes she was satellite,
Sometimes she is star or planet,
Her love shined in the sky,
Shaded clouds shy red at dawn and dusk,
Golden sun rays of dawn, adorned her love,
white face of high clouds shy to red,
Black low clouds shed tears when krishna was a bit late,
Cooling the burn,
to put off the fire of longing!
Radha was nature and she was filled with Krishna's spirit,
Radha was great to make Krishna Great,
She was her Guru, she became his motherlike at times,
She was friend and guide,
Never enjoyed his downward slide,
He filled her breath in his heart and mind,
Made it wide and light,
Prepared him for his high flight
No internal fight, every thing straight and her heart was ever light
Filled with eternal love's light
She taught every thing in love is always right,
When only heart is light
with love's innocent purity extreme!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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And You Will Shed Tears Of Joy
My love so intense
like fragrant musk’s incense
Would
permeate you
hypnotize you
anesthetize you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My love so hot
like blazing sunspots
Would torment you
torture you
tantalize you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My love so calm,
like soothing divine balm
Would comfort you
caress you
heal you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My love so high
like majestic sky
Would shelter you
protect you
comfort you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My love so forgiver
like pristine pure river
Would cleanse you
purify you
rectify you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My love so divine
like Old bottled wine
Would energize you
galvanize you
divinize you
And you will shed tears of Joy.
My passion
emanating from divine station
would shock you
rock you
knock you
And you will shed tears of joy.
My emotions
healing as divine potion
would envelope you
embrace you
embarrass you
And you will shed tears of joy.
My divine eyes
calmer than sky
would chase you
daze you
amaze you
My Baby!
And you will shed tears of joy.
ANJALI SINHA
18-12-2008
poem by Anjali Sinha
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Why The Tears I Shed?
Why the tears I shed?
Hunger is around,
I'm well fed.
Why the tears I shed?
The fire has gone out,
Warm is my bed.
Why the tears I shed?
Love is without sense,
On me lies her head.
Why the tears I shed?
The living is on alms,
Aplenty is my bread.
Why the tears I shed?
Life seeks mercy,
More blessed is the dead.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Tearful Mothers!
I shed tears for the mothers
Who have borne sons to fight than to flight
and march ahead to be burnt by the raining bombs
for earning wages and posthumous medals
but swearing love for their nation.
I shed tears for the wombs
which carried these mindless suicide bombers
who do not think that their Almighty
never wants the sacrifice of their lives
but a change of mind
to fit into this secular modern world.
I shed tears for the weeping mothers
who cry for medicine for their injured kids
being caught between two teams of beasts
which maim universal values
of keeping people of all races together.
I shed tears for the unfortunate mothers
who bore Bush, Blair and Saddham.
The first two aggressors don’t have respect
for the World Body and justify the killing
of innocent people to drive out a dictator.
And the third shouts holy war
to lure the religious diehards,
assuring them places in unseen heaven
while reserving the royal palace for himself on the earth.
The mothers who deliver
maladies afflicting the people
need no praise.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Correctitude Amid Vicissitude
Correctitude
Amid
Vicissitude,
Let us learn it from musicians
and singers,
Dancers and actors, Politicians and artists,
Or all worldly successful people,
They have good ability! Correctitude amid vicissitude,
May it be Tendulkar,
Or may be Dravid,
May be Ronaldo or Dhanchand,
All have perfected themselves,
Practice and perseverance, Presence of mind and playing
with cool! Everything becomes
Unconsciously done,
May be Manamohan Singh or
Obama,
Great are them never fear to
lightning and storms, Strains and fatigues never
discourage these men!
Pick one good from one,
Shed one bad, just like,
snake shed its skin to grow! Be cool and be right on the path,
Know you are already that,
Only you have to shed ignorance,
Stay in wisdom of Soul!
May our journey is alone,
Help others and you will be
helped,
Love others,
You will be loved,
Give what you have to others, Almighty gives it back!
Everything has to go to the pool,
Everything comes from that
pool! No one is poor here, almighty
look after good and bad,
Self is self all pervading,
Every obstacle is a test,
Be cool, every thing will pass,
You will pass the test too, independence is Self's nature,
Be independent
yet compassionate enough,
You will be paid with reward,
Will be right into heart of The
Truth! This is what great scriptures say,
If can't walk on the rope,
Just walk like a man on the
ground,
Or fly above all hurdles,
Be a sportsman race over all hurdles,
To touch the rope!
Be cool, no competitor can push
you back,
You are sure to get your reward!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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After the Tears
I have shed all my tears, and I have dried my cheeks.
Now, after all tears you made me cry my heart still longs for you.
After all the tears I have shed my soul still needs you.
After all the tears are gone somehow I still love you.
After all the tears
Shedding
Cells, nails, and hair shed periodically,
One sheds no tears over such loses.
To shed one’s body in death is much more
In that you live no more to shed tears.
05.03.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Shoulder I Need
Need I nothing but a shoulder to prop,
To place upon my head, the tears to shed.
The tormenting existence, worries of life,
The cruel pangs of the heart are resolved,
To crumble, crush my soul, my existence.
And at these moment of plight you reside,
Far away in the distant, remote world.
Need I nothing but a shoulder to prop,
To place upon my head, the tears to shed.
I am agonized for I had been deprived of,
Nourishing, sustaining food love yesterday,
I am pained for loneliness stings me today.
I stand at the dismal spot helpless, forlorn,
Neither there is any comfort to rehabilitate,
The drab, deserted land, valley of the heart;
Nor anyone has remedy of my misfortunes.
Need I nothing but a shoulder to prop,
To place upon my head, the tears to shed.
No one has time to listen to the tales of miseries,
No eye possesses tears to mourn on my doom,
Those whom I loved more than my soul, my life,
Have lined up in the long row of the enemies,
Those whom I regarded my own averted the eyes.
Need I nothing but a shoulder to prop,
To place upon my head, the tears to shed.
I have concealed in eyelids my unloosened tears,
Whenever I get a chance, I shall bring along,
The lustrous gems to scatter at your feet,
While kissing with lips, caressing with cheeks.
Oh! Sweet my mild mother at present,
Need I nothing but a shoulder to prop,
To place upon my head, the tears to shed.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Phantom Bride
She was a shy girl from the lonely street
She had no job to do and no friends to meet
Shed sit in silence in her rented room
Dream of her childhood and invented truths
And in her mind shed drift away
A secret place to steal away
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
He was a good boy from the upside of town
Said her could treat her right said he could win her round
Her morning sickness and the kick inside
The phantom kisses of the phantom bride
And in her mind shed drift away
A secret place to steal away
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
And in her mind shed drift away
A secret place to steal away
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
No more lies
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears from your eyes
Dont you cry, dont you cry
Let me wipe away the tears
Let me wipe away the tears
song performed by by Erasure
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Are You Going To Heaven
Are you going to Heaven
Do you know how to go to heaven? The bible tells the way
It's not through anything we could do, we are all sinners gone astray
We cannot change ourselves, our hearts are sinful and black
The bible says we've all gone our own way and are totally off track
There is no way we could ever be good enough, that we know for sure
So God in his great love and mercy provided the perfect cure
He gave the perfect sacrifice that could make our black heart white
It is the precious blood of Jesus, who gave his life to make it right
Jesus shed his blood on Calvary to wash us from our sin
He does all the changing of our heart when we invite him in
Just put your faith in Christ and trust in him alone
His dying on the cross paid it all and did for all our sins atone
Jesus' shed blood will wash your heart and cleanse all sin away
You'll receive the gift of eternal life and in Heaven you will be someday
Just come to Jesus as you are, it was for sinners his blood outpoured
Then you can rest assured you are forgiven and he will be your Lord
Your name will be written down in the Lamb's Book of Life and can never be crossed out
You'll know you're on your way to Heaven and never again have to doubt
Romans 3: 10 -12 As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one: There is none that understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God. They are all gone out of the way..
Romans 6: 23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
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poem by Cindy Wyatt
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I'm Learning (Part One)
I never meant to hurt you baby
I didn't wanna cause you any pain
But you never knew how I felt now honey
And you know you didn't even know why
So I wanna put my heart in it's place
And I wanna be the person that you fell in love with
I've been told there'll be another
(or so they say)
But I guess never like the other
So I'll shed my tears and I'll face my fears
I've been told there'll be another
A cry for help will sound the same now baby
And I know that people just don't change
But I guess you can't hope
And wish they will yeah
So I wanna put my heart in its place
And I wanna be the person that you fell in love with
I've been told there'll be another
(or so they say)
But I guess never like the other
So I'll shed my tears and I'll face my fears
I've been told there's be another
So I wanna scream and tell myself it'll be okay
And in a final verse I'll tell you what I wanna say
I've been told there'll be another
(or so they say)
But I guess never like the other
So I'll shed my tears and I'll face my fears
I've been told there's be another
So I guess I'm still learning..
song performed by by Boyzone from Where We Belong
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Death, My Dear Old Friend
Can you tell me
what it feels like,
to be afraid of death?
I do not know
what it's like
to fear death.
Death,
I am not scared.
Why should I be?
I am nothing
If I die
Nothing would change
NO tears would be shed
No one would care
No one would notice
So why should I fear death?
Others don't value my life
And I certainly don't
People think I'm happy!
They believe this mask I wear!
They believe all my bullsh*t!
I have no fear
Death is my friend!
And I welcome him with open arms!
So can you tell me
What is fear?
What is death?
Why should I fear death?
Why should I care?
Am I even important?
poem by David Zhukov
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Tears That Jesus Shed # 3
living in broke down cars,
your face as hard as your scars,
waiting for tomorrow that wont come.
wash your clothes in dirty sinks,
your hands bruised, your hunger stinks,
when they come you wont run.
or sleeping in the alleyways,
too damn tired to care or pray,
waiting to stand in line.
bad dope and broken glass,
forget you ever had a past,
trade forever for a dime.
stamp the numbers on your head.
you're just one of the living dead.
one of the tears that Jesus shed....
one of the tears that Jesus shed!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Limbs, not heads, are in fight
Jesus and Krishna are not two entities
As were evolved in the west and the east
But rooted as same in Afghanistan,
As though they are two sides of a coin.
Both were born in cattle sheds.
Both did rearing cattle and miracles.
Jesus spread love and Krishna, faith.
Jesus stood by poor, Krishn, by Kings.
Jesus to the Christians is the Son of God.
Krishna to the Hindus, the God incarnation.
Jesus and Krishna have more in common
Than the Christians and the Hindus.
14.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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From The Banks Of Ganga: V
I open my eyes
Non-light on the Ganga
Breaking into dawn
A la Kubja stood as if waiting
For me to open my eyes
Kabhie Krishna ko dekha?
Chalo meri saath!
Like a mute animal
I follow her into a chamber
Where a marble Krishna welcomed me
How long did I sit in His presence?
Hare Rama hare rama
Rama Rama Hare hare
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
My own chanting
Reverberating in my ears
There flowed Ganga
In bright sunlight…
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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The Sands Of Time
From the beginning of this own world,
man has shed a million tears.
Tears for the pain they've had
in their lives and for all the
wasted years.
But the saddest tears that
ever fell, fell not from
just any man's eyes. But
they were shed by my Savior
and they stained The Sands Of Time.
And as the Father looked upon His
Son, He had to turn His face away.
And as Jesus hung upon that cross,
He gave His all for us that day.
And as the tears ran down His face,
as He cried, mixed with the blood
that flowed from His side. Oh what
a sacrifice of love and it stained
The Sands Of Time.
Oh yes it stained The Sands Of Time.
It stained The Sands Of Time.
The blood that was shed for a lost
and dying world, oh yes it stained
The Sands Of Time, of time.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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You Chose The Cross
'Father, not My will, but Yours', You said
and chose on the cross Your blood to shed.
To bear the pain and wear my shame
even though You were not to blame.
Lash by lash the price You paid
as my sins upon You were laid.
'It is finished', was Your cry
and for my life You chose to die
Waves of mercy flowed from the cross
Your blood was poured, my soul to wash
Gone as far as the East is from the West
My sins are forgiven and I am so blessed.
Because of You, Lord Jesus I go free
Because You died for me at Calvary
Because You hung there in my stead
Because Your precious blood was shed
The last tears
No tears you had shed are salty
Like the one you would shed
When you see no tears exuding
From the eyes of your children
At the time of your late death.
21.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Today... 'The Lion Of The Tribe Of Judah
There in heaven John shed great tears and sighed.
But then, 'Weep not' one of the elders cried.
'The secrets of the scroll can be unveiled'
'for the Lion of Judah has prevailed.'
Before them stood a Lamb so clear and plain
pierced and looking as though it had been slain.
Then the Lamb took the scroll as angels sang
and throughout heaven this great chorus rang.
'Worthy is the Lamb' all the heavens cried
'Worthy is the Lamb' all the earth replied,
'For He was slain for us and shed His blood
and purchased the people on earth for God.'
The Lion became a Lamb to pay the price
and saved the world by His great sacrifice.
When He hung there upon that wooden cross
and gave up His life to redeem the lost.
So weep no more and shed no more tears
Join in the song through the eternal years.
'Worthy is the Lamb' enthroned in Glory
for Christ Jesus has won the victory.
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Tears Will Always Shed
tears will always shed,
when we're apart,
you'll never understand,
the pain I feel.
I'll always remember,
what I've been through,
especially when,
it comes to you.
I know it seems foolish,
but I thought it would be you,
to stand beside me,
and to wipe away my tears.
I know that it's hard,
just being there,
not knowing what,
to do or even think.
it happens to all,
that moment,
when we're at a loss,
for every word.
I'm sorry for everything,
all you've been through,
the broke. home,
and the lost hope.
but believe me when I say,
you'll turn out great,
you have a great mind,
with a heart in the right place.
you'll go far,
that I have no doubt,
you've got a great life,
that's waiting for you.
just go my dear,
and don't look back,
I'll always be here,
if you ever crack.
no matter how many,
tears I shed,
it means nothing,
without you there.
don't get me wrong,
I want you to always,
follow your dreams,
even if it means I break.
so good-bye,
just take those steps,
leave me here,
please my dear?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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