Be a beggar.
Better be a beggar elsewhere
Than being a burden to the son.
The humiliation of a stranger
Hurts you not as your son’s does.
26.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beggar is close to God
Begging for something is a cut
That is made at the root of your ego.
Begging for food is the deepest cut.
A monk goes begging for food,
Where he feels pride, not humiliation.
A beggar knocks the door for food,
Cursing his fate, tasting the humiliation.
Ego is active in monk, dead in beggar.
Who will get quick salvation?
04.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lay Down (The Burden Of Your Heart)
Lay Down By Amy Grant
It's a cold, cold world
That we walk in through.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
But it's warm as toast
Walking two by two,
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
It's a fine, fine line
Betwixt love and hate.
Why, it's tough to tell the two apart.
But you know it's love
That He offers you.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know you'll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
Ohh-ohh, show your Daddy where it hurts,
And let your Daddy lift it.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Lay Down
Its a cold, cold world
That we walk in through.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
But its warm as toast
Walking two by two,
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Its a fine, fine line
Betwixt love and hate.
Why, its tough to tell the two apart.
But you know its love
That he offers you.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Lay down the burden of your heart.
I know youll never miss it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
Ohh-ohh, show your daddy where it hurts,
And let your daddy lift it.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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This is my rain
Do you want to hold all sadness in the world to ease your own pain?
You think you are responsible to all fault
You always too hard to yourself
Till you don’t know what’s wrong
No, you don’t realize
This time you should release my hand and let me try
This is the way I show you my feeling
This is my rain
This is my eternal lament
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you ask that way
This is my rain
And you can’t stop it rains
It hurts when you try to smile
It hurts when you learn to lie
You think you are responsible for all the unhappiness
You always too hard to yourself
Till you feel you always wrong
No, maybe you have realized
But you deny your own hope and still don’t let me
This is the way my soul’s longing
This is my rain
This is my crying torment
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you still ask that way
This is my rain
And let me soaked in the rain
It hurts when you plea to be blamed
It hurts when you burden the flame
This is my rain
This is my fighting dance
Even you try to cage my heart
It won’t stop but flood
This is my rain
And it pours when rain
It hurts when it hits my skin
It hurts but storm will wash all clean
This is my rain
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Humiliated
Which intentional humiliation hurts worse?
The one publicly done and does not affect?
Or the one that 'does' affect.
The intending doer expecting 'that',
Which did not happen.
To the one getting things done.
You know.
The 'other' one.
But the humiliation suffered by the doer,
Was completely a blindside move.
Anyone who has ever been humiliated,
Knows exactly what it takes and to do.
To create the right atmosphere,
To return a deed done.
And.
Like an 'elephant'.
Many do not find it so easy to forget.
Or participate in the playing of the game, 'Shallow'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The seer and the beggar.
Ego battered, bereaved of kith and kin,
Bereft of worldly things, a beggar dies
With no wish, no curse and no regrets;
That amounts to detachment of the world.
Ego nursed, blessed with devotees,
Proud of being humble, can a seer die
With no wish, no curse and no regrets,
To confirm to detachment of the world?
More than the seer, it is the beggar
Who is fit to dispense with rebirth.
Can you follow the path of the beggar?
Is there salvation sans humiliation?
A seer is proud he leads you to God.
You are proud you follow him to God.
You both want to leave your names behind.
With the love for the world after your exit,
Can you hope that you avoid rebirth?
26.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Spaewife
OH, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Why chops are guid to brander and nane sae guid to fry.
An’ siller, that ’s sae braw to keep, is brawer still to gi’e.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Hoo a’things come to be whaur we find them when we try,
The lasses in their claes an’ the fishes in the sea.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Why lads are a’ to sell an’lasses a’ to buy;
An’ naebody for dacency but barely twa or three.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Gin death’s as shure to men as killin’ is to kye,
Why God has filled the yearth sae fu’ o’ tasty things to pree.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
Oh, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
The reason o’ the cause an’ the wherefore o’ the why,
Wi’ mony anither riddle brings the tear into my e’e.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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The humiliation
Sheela loved me but not loved
Enough to marry me.
I was not equal to her by birth.
I was humiliated.
I loved Meena but not loved
Enough to marry her.
She was not equal to me by birth.
She was humiliated.
Humiliation suffered
By the humiliation inflicted
Is cancelled and justified.
No suffering is undeserving.
06.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beggar To Beggar Cried
'TIME to put off the world and go somewhere
And find my health again in the sea air,'
Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck,
'And make my soul before my pate is bare.-
'And get a comfortable wife and house
To rid me of the devil in my shoes,'
Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck,
'And the worse devil that is between my thighs.'
And though I'd marry with a comely lass,
She need not be too comely -- let it pass,'
Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck,
'But there's a devil in a looking-glass.'
'Nor should she be too rich, because the rich
Are driven by wealth as beggars by the itch,'
Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck,
'And cannot have a humorous happy speech.'
'And there I'll grow respected at my ease,
And hear amid the garden's nightly peace.'
Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck,
'The wind-blown clamour of the barnacle-geese.'
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Move with equals
Don’t travel with anyone
Who finds himself above you
By wealth or social status
So as to escape humiliation.
02.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Inferiority
Inferiority
Experience which convince me
that I am not as good as the other
And consequently not to belong with them
if not best as they are
It seems a feeling of humiliation
especially if they make fan out of me
Such experience someone controls me
causes pain and delight in my misery
And these are common ‘jokes’
that leads me into my inferiority
However the fear was masked and heed inside
a withdrawal from my humanity
This feeling is not stranger in me
yet this is the cause of running away
Yet the far I am from me
the unprotected and vulnerable me-be
One way is to ‘project’
the feeling I thought of the other people
Another unhealthy way to handle
that I usually do to prejudice my inferiority
And it is clear humiliation
and nothing to do with humility
That is why the result from the acceptance
of my limitation is painful reality
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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Humiliations Are In The Avail
Humiliation is experienced
When not treated or heeded adequately,
When wishes ignored or requests turned down
Or when in receipt of a slight or a frown.
Humiliation is experienced,
In failure to meet expectation,
In foolishness from the action done
And in the deduction of the hidden.
Humiliation is unpredictable.
Failure, like success, is the part of the game.
The best way of dealing it is swallow it
And be cautious of such situation.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Emergency Surgery
Someone call a doctor
I think Im gonna die
I can feel it gettin heavy
My mind is gettin ? wet?
Someone better help me get back
Into the 21st century
I need help
I need surgery
Help
Help
Help
Help
Someone call a docyor
I think Im going blind
My only diagnosis could be
To find my eyes
Someone better help me
The plot is hotting up
I cant see
It really hurts
It really hurts
It really hurts
It really hurts
It really hurts
It really hurts
Help
Help
Help
Help
Help
Help
Help
song performed by by Gomez
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Hurts To Be In Love
More and more
Your kiss is like a half opened door
I cant get in
You stop me just before I begin
And it hurts to be in love
When you never get enough
Oh it hurts to be in love
This endless urge
Keeps my body right on the verge
We touch and then
I wanna do it all over again
And it hurts to be in love
When you only want me half as much
I tell you it hurts to be in love
Im always worried you think Im pushing too hard
Oh baby it hurts me when you tell me Im going to far
We touch and then
I wanna do it all over again
And it hurts to be in love
When you only want me half as much
I tell you it hurts to be in love
It hurts
Baby it hurts
It hurts
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Stranger On A Quiet Street
When all the thrills have been forgotten
The chill of night can call them home
And all the dreams that you left stranded
Will slowly start to come along
I felt it as she slipped away, slipped away
I didnt have the words to say
When I saw the stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
You can go straight as an arrow
You can go straight as you dare
Walkin the old straight and narrow
Dont always get you there
The sun was shining when I saw it all
She was moving to a different beat
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
It came to me out of the blue, out of the blue
There came the moment that I really knew
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street, on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Love Hurts
Love hurts,
It hurts to the core
When hands loosen the intimate clasp
And they turn poles apart
One rushing to the North
And the other, South.
Love hurts,
It hurts to the core
When the bunch of withered roses
And thorns, leaves and stems
Gather dust on the window sill
Of a dishevelled house.
Love hurts,
It hurts to the core
When they don't look eye to eye,
And Love is no more blind,
For a raging storm from nowhere takes over
The effeminate steam of
The wintry-morning cup of tea,
Over the bitter argument
Of perfect spoon of sugar,
To be or not to be added
To the flavour of real Indian tea.
Love hurts,
It hurts to the core
For the waiting hurts me more.
It hurts
It hurts being me.
I want to break free.
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could move on.
I only wish I knew how.
I've lived with this for so long.
I only wish I could be strong.
What they did was wrong.
But still I let them win.
I cant put it where it belongs in the bin.
Please let me be me.
God help me win.
Please let me win the fight.
Even though it leaves me with fright.
And I fear the on going plight.
God it hurts to be me.
They say god dosent give you any more than you can handel.
So why can't I handel this?
It hurts It hurts.
IT HURTS
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Humiliation
Humiliation is the reduction of one’s importance.
Humiliation is the negation of one’s expectation.
It sets step by step in one with the old age creeping in.
12.11.05
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Grey and Mournful Stranger
Years haunted by that stranger
That dark stranger from my past
Now diminished in his influence
With his picture fading fast.
You ask me who’s that stranger
And why did he have that power
To regulate my daily life
And render sweetness sour?
That stranger was false memories
That stranger was a dream
Of how I seemed to others
Not what I might have been.
That stranger would forbid me
From seeking freedom’s goals
That stranger like a tourniquet
Was slow strangling my soul.
That grey and mournful stranger
Now a stranger clear to me
Was simply an illusion
And was never meant to be.
But now his picture’s fading
My feelings now feel real once more
I shan’t seek out that stranger
Nor invite him to my door.
For I’d mistaken that cold stranger
For a person I once knew
But that person was not ever me
And it’s now time to start anew.
poem by David Keig
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So Hip It Hurts
Do you remember when men wore skirts? - so hip!
In kipper ties like jealous flirts - so hip!
In calico and in brocade shirts - so hip it hurts!
Do you remember when girls wore slacks? - so hip!
Traffic stops, men get heart attacks - so hip!
Seems so strange that they took it like that - so hip it hurts!
Hes so hip - so hip it...
Shes so hip - so hip it...
Theyre so hip - so hip it hurts!
So hip it...
Whose the girl with the kinski eyes? - so hot!
They kind of face you could idolise - so what!
The kind of shape that gets advertised - so hip it hurts!
Once it was normal for a girl to curtsey
Ill admit even though it hurts me
Shed squeeze informal until it screams for mercy
So hip it hurts!
Hes so hip - so hip it...
Shes so hip - so hip it...
Theyre so hip - so hip it hurts!
So hip it hurts!
So hip it...
Afro-wigs on albino squares...
Polka-dots on alpaca flares...
Solar powered electric chairs...
So hip it hurts
song performed by by Abc
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