Fate Takes You
You can't stop your birth.
You can't change your genes.
You have to live till death.
In between what occur are fates.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The rise is a wave
I cannot chose my birth nor time my death.
I cannot change my genes or my skin.
I have no authority over my future.
Each man’s rise is a wave of the ocean.
06.02.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Death and I
When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.
A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.
My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.
When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –
Death and I so bound.
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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We always overestimate the change that will occur in the next two years and underestimate the change that will occur in the next ten. Don't let yourself be lulled into inaction.
quote by Bill Gates
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To mourn the death?
Leaving home for school is a death.
Leaving school for service is a death.
Retiring from service is a death.
Every parting is a death.
Every meeting is a birth
Every death leads you to a birth.
Every birth leads thus to a death.
As many entrances as there are exits,
Till the arrival of corporal death,
Beyond which we have no evidence
17.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Death - The Gift of Life
There’s nothing certain but death
Nor beyond nor before
We are born and live to die
Death the only gift of life
We fret; make noise, shout and cry
We skid from hills to valley and back
Get torn among home, work and friends
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We fight, we scream, we spurn
We step on each others’ toe
All to achieve and amass
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Walk we straight with pride
Look we people in the eye
Seldom do we stop and stoop
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
We make friends, yet sly
Break hearts and water eyes
Too proud to bend or mend
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Each death promise another
Our last breath gives forth life
To another birth to die again
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
Never can we live past in life
In death we reach the very start
From grains we come, to grains we go
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life
poem by Thomas PJ New Delhi
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Fighting Death
Death follows birth; does birth follow birth?
Birth to death, journeys have ups and down.
What is the status between death and birth?
Why must you fight death if no-rebirth is bliss?
(15.03.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No individual soul
Which- the soul or body-
Is the cause of one
To be holy or lowly?
Which- the soul or the body-
Is the cause for the king
To down and the traitor to crown?
Which- the soul or the body-
Is the seat of genes
That transmits features?
Soul and body are co-born
Ever since when life was born.
At no stage, be birth, embryo,
Zygote or gametes that fuse,
Was the life born for the soul
To enter the body at birth,
And part at death.
Death is no more than
A death of a twig of the tree.
28.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Inborn Errors of Metabolism (IEM)
God made the earth perfect for man,
With all comforts throughout life-span;
Man's activities change the earth,
Affecting life, even at birth!
When genes defective turn in womb,
And enzymes, proteins fail to form,
A host of symptoms, signs take on
The child, as soon as it is born!
Gone are some genes somewhat astray!
Enzymes, proteins can't form right way;
This change in gene does truly stay,
And life isn't normal any day!
Defects in genes block met-pathways -
Substrates to products held at bay;
Through autosomes, recessive way,
Or X-linked, genes forever stay!
Intra-natal screenings detect;
Treatment today is imperfect;
Avoid the protein, its effect:
Future outcomes, good hope inject!
Enzyme replacement, gene transfers,
Food supplements, dialysis,
Transplanting organs, bone-marrow -
Could make life better tomorrow!
Garrod brought diseases to light,
With Alkaptonuria's insight!
But continue will mankind's fight,
With scientific research and might!
Dedicated to all scientists, doctors, clinicians and students,
who toil to make the world disease-free!
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To Anne: Oh, Say Not, Sweet Anne
Oh, say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
The heart which adores you should wish to dissever;
Such Fates were to me most unkind ones indeed,
To bear me from love and from beauty for ever.
Your frowns, lovely girl, are the Fates which alone
Could bid me from fond admiration refrain;
By these, every hope, every wish were o'erthrown,
Till smiles should restore me to rapture again.
As the ivy and oak, in the forest entwined,
The rage of the tempest united must weather;
My love and my life were by nature design'd
To flourish alike, or to perish together.
Then say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
Your lover should bid you a lasting adieu;
Till Fate can ordain that his bosom shall bleed,
His soul, his existence, are centred in you.
He Embraced Death
He embraced Death,
Death, the thought of which,
Made men shiver and abhor it,
Death, which had the reputation,
Of being the ultimate victor,
Death, which could humble,
Even the mightiest.
He embraced Death,
Death, which laughed,
Even at the most robust of men,
Death, which mocked every birth,
Knowing that it would overcome,
Death, which thought,
That it had no challenger.
He embraced Death,
Death, which was mean,
And humiliating in its quest,
Ravaging some of its prey,
Till it gained infinite pleasure,
Death, which never would,
Accept ‘no’ from man or beast.
Yes, He embraced Death,
And took it by the throat,
Nailed it to the Cross,
Till Death in pain cried out,
To the Author of Life,
'You are the Victor'
And Victors will be they who believe in you.
poem by Caleb Jones
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Birth Right
From the moment of birth
I am made to realize of a special birth right
To let not death dethrone me of my existence
But my right to wear death as crown
To live as a king, eternally ruling a kingdom within
Without the fright of letting the right to slip away
Again and again,
To conquer mortality, is,
My birth right towards immortality.
(220507)
poem by cyclopseven Ram
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Birth and death
.
Death is certain for birth.
Is birth certain for death?
Post-birth is pre-death.
It is like go around and return.
Post-death is pre-birth.
It is like stay and remain.
Birth and death is better
Than no birth at all
23.09.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Change In The Heart
God cause a change 2 occur
1st in d heart of men
4 out of d abundance of d heart
D mouth speaks
Words dat can build
And dat which can destroy
And again
Change in d heart of men
4 d idea 2 create
Or destroy
Generates n develops in d heart of men
God cause a change 2 occur
Only in d heart of men
And deir environment will turn around
Making d world a beta place
poem by Okuola Paul Abiola
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You
he says Fate your parents
left the Genes as the Masterplan
of the kind of Life you
will live
You ride on the Body
Your Boat in the Sea of
Your Possibilities
The Port of Your Dreams
Your Destiny
You may not think about It
But Death shall be One of
Your Points of Exit
As Birth was your Entrance
To this Door
Called Earth and Every Conversation
Or Promise you Make
To yourself and To Your Fellowmen
Air and Sunshine are They All
They will Tell you that Your Final Home
As you are but a Transient Visitor
Here
Above is God
For the Meantime
Eat and Drink
Time shall make the Lead
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Must they exist?
Before birth, my name was not there.
Before birth, my foot prints were not there.
Before birth, no monument was for me.
After death, must these things live?
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Change, The Inevitable.
Change is to one man the death of a friend,
To another the birth of a child.
Change is the shifting of soft winds of spring,
to a hurricane deadly and wild.
Change is the moving of the hourglass sands,
It's the coming of dawn after dark.
Change is taking one step at a time,
The emotion in each persons heart.
But change in the end, will not change at all
The one constant in everyone's lives
Change is the light at the end of the tunnel
The healer who opens our eyes.
poem by Jake Harris
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I Wont Change The Way That I Feel
Written by rick nowels & kim wilde
If I live a thousand years or more
Youll still be the one Im living for
And every night I whisper a prayer
That every day of my life you will always be there
I cant stop the world from changing
I cant say what time may reveal
But I know from now until forever
I wont change the way that I feel
About you baby...
If I only have one life to live
I will give you all I have to give
So dont believe these are faithless times
Cause as long as I live, you will always be mine
I cant stop the world from changing
I cant say what time may reveal
But I know from now until forever
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I cant stop the world from changing
I cant say what time may reveal
But I know from now until forever
I wont change the way that I feel
About you baby...
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way I feel
About you baby
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
I wont change the way that I feel
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Till Death Come
I live and wanted to live for ever
I never want to die before death come
And I die once only and only once.
I am not here to fear anyone
I am not here to loose my heart
I am not here to commit suicide
I am not so dirt.
I want to live and live in any situation
I want to live till death come to me
On its own accord.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Death of the life
Death is not to be laughed at,
Nor cried at,
Death it is strong,
But will give up,
Death is the soul,
To every living creature,
Death well be in every story,
As life goes on,
Death is more then what we can handle,
But we live to die,
Death well wait,
Till it is yours turn,
Death is now my nightmares,
And in your too,
Do not run from death,
For it well get you worst,
And
Death is forever,
And never.
poem by Anna Reeves
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