Green to yellow
Many deeds that I have done with greed
Look to me a mockery now indeed.
The glory looms now as misery.
No green knows till it turns yellowy.
25.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Naturally Green
My mother always enjoyed
Picnics on lushes green grass
With trees to show
How green Mother Nature keeps
Her house of plants
Without green
There may be no greed
But it is that of the apple
That keeps us whole
Without care,
Green turns to brown.
With love,
Green grows strong.
When green turns to yellow
We go slow
So never let green
Turn red with envy
Or life may go
In a direction
You did not choose
poem by Scot Warren
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Is It You're Day Today?
Vitamins and minerals
Flowing through the air
Everything is rhythmical
Body's in repair
Genuine but strenuous
The cars are whizzing by
Anything is topical
So bad you want to fly
Mirrors shining through and through
But two and one makes two, that's two
Waking up in hospital
Nurses taking care
Feeling philosophical
And radically aware
There is nothing in the way
I wonder how he's feeling
Today
Looking on the computers
As Brain juice is diluted
Waiting for the name to call
Avoiding many brawls
Green sign looms
Big green sign looms
Big green sign looms onward
Is it your day today?
poem by Jonny Wilson
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Perhaps better we not obscure the idea that happiness and misery, kindness and greed, and good works and bad deeds are within the capacities of us all, not merely a select few.
quote by David P. Mikkelson
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Perhaps better we not obscure the idea that happiness and misery, kindness and greed, and good works and bad deeds are within the capacities of us all, not merely a select few.
quote by Barbara Mikkelson
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Song
THE world's heart is kindless and grey and unholy,
As the head of the wandering Jew,
And can never be won from the cause of its folly
Till man to Humanity’s true;
There’s a path to redemption—but that we shall miss
While we seek in the old warring manner;
Till we re ready to fight a new battle for this—
The motto inscribed on our banner,—
To principles let us by loyal alway,
And true to all good in man’s story;
Not to that mockery, royal display,
Nor that Juggernaut, national glory!
And though ever someone, to be doughty and noted,
Like Nimrod, should aim at a throne,
It were easy to leave him a wight unpromoted,
To brood o’er his project alone!
Or to meet him at once with a withering hiss,
For we love not ambition’s old manner,
We are fired for a new race of glory with this—
The motto inscribed on our banner—
To principles let us by loyal alway,
And true to all good in man’s story;
Not to that mockery, royal display,
Nor that Juggernaut, national glory!
poem by Charles Harpur
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Innocence's Misery
a tear is torturing a heart filled with grief
and the shadows of humanity prevents the relief
the smoke of cruelty obscures the sun of life
that war continues till our brother we have to fight
human is not perfectly made as god is
selfishness and greed have led us to this
self love and pleasures are the drugs of blindess
human being is so blind till he's punishing the innocence
the society has become like an enraged volcano
and the flames of lava will burn our combo
till the music of joy turns to tragedy
that happiness we used to have becomes misery
free their blood and release their veins
the real question is where is our brain
we still want more we still want everything
when the innocence is crying and our futur is bleeding
poem by Sahar Alameddine
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Doing is enjoyment
You have watched many shows,
Spending time and money.
You have listened to many concerts
Losing time and money.
You have accomplished many acts
Draining time and energy.
Likewise you have brought up your kids
Pouring time and blood.
What gain have you got from them all?
All may appear to you as mockery.
You did them for the pleasure that
Accrued in doing such deeds.
That pleasure is your gain. It’s not in
vain.
16.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Chains Of Misery
Theres a madman in the corner of your eye
He likes to pry - into the sunlight
He wants to burst into the streets with you and i
A world of shadows and of rain
Hes seen what love is...
He wants to pay back with guilt...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
Theres a prophet in the gutter in the street
He say youre damned and you believe him...
Hes got a vision but it shines out through your eyes
A world of hatred and fear...
Hes felt what love means...
He wants to pay you back with pain...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
Its only love that holds the key to our hearts
Its only love...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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The Holiday Song
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This aint no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed till they were dead
This aint no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This aint no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
This aint no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
song performed by by Pixies
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The past is mockery.
Mockery is the events past,
When evaluated in the last.
Residual memories it cast
Make your heart hollow at last.
06.12.2003, chen
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Alankar(Decor) -40
A Visit To My Village(Chaucerian Roundel)
Till my last ken it was green, green alone
Looked just for God's tread carpeted sacred
Or an attire godly live emerald
Much a velvet thought even now I'm prone
To feel the heaven for me descended
Till my last ken it was green, green alone
Such be, changing are not people alone
Even the paddy fields to houses changed
Last trip here to say there were all paved
'Till my last ken it was green, green alone'
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Face The Change
Turns back to front
Turns hate to love
The simple things that mean a lot
Turns rock to sand
Turns ice to snow
Thats you and me about to grow
Change the pace of a magazine
Face the change of a million years
Stare in shock at what you saw
Take a breath and lock the door
Tell your children what to do
Mistakes and all they still love you
Change the pace of a magazine
Face the change of a million years
Turns rough to smooth
Turns dont to do
To reminisce turns me to you
Turns war to peace
Turns greed to need
The consequence of visionaries
song performed by by INXS
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Greed
“Greed”
GREED
IT IS SUCH A TERRIBLE THING
HEARTS IT TEARS AND MAKES THEM BLEED
AT TIMES IT BURNS SO BAD WHAT A STING
SO MUCH EVIL IT NEVER LEADS TO A GOOD DEED
GREED SUCH A VICIOUS THING
GREED
IT DESTROYS MARRIGES AND LIFES
IT DESTROYS WHAT WE WORK SO HARD TO EARN
IN CASES LEAVING MEN WITHOUT WIFES
BUT YET WE NEVER LEARN
TRUE TOO WIFES WITHOUT MEN
THE WORST PAIN UNDER THIS HAT
ARE CHILDREN THAT STAY WITH NONE OF THEM
SO UNDERSTAND WHAT A BAD BREED
THIS MONSTER IS, THIS MONSTER THAT
WE OFTEN CALL GREED
GREED
IT MAKES FREINDS INTO FOES
IT TURNS BROTHERS AGAINST BROTHERS
IT BRINGS SO MUCH WOES
IT TURNS MOTHERS AGAINST FATHERS
AND STILL WE DONT CONTROL THE NEED
AND TRY AND GET RID OF THIS BEAST
THIS BEAST WE CALL GREED
GREED
IT LEAVES FAMILIES HOMELESS
AND CHILDREN WITHOUT HOPES AND DREAMS
IT MAKES ALL FEEL LIKE SO MUCH LESS
IT BREAKS HEARTS AND MANY TEAMS
THIS TEAMS THAT AT MANY TIMES
WERE BEATIFUL AND HAPPY FAMILIES
BUT DUE TO GREED, FELL FOR THEIR CRIMES
SUCH A BAD CREATURE THAT LIKES TO FEED
ON THE HORRIBLE AND TRAGIC
FOOD WE CALL GREED.
SO PLEASE UNITE AND PRAY
THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE MAGIC
AND HOPE YOU’LL NEVER SEE THE DAY
THAT YOU BECOME THIS THING
CALLED GREED.
GOD BLESS.
MARTIN JAIME GONZALEZ
poem by Martin Gonzalez
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To Mat Hyuin
Fell greed begot by man, by men in numbers
lost control of themselves, became wasted
needed to fill the fell void, the darkness
in twisted desire, seeking without thinking
thinking without caring, without compassion
grinning to grow beyond the individual
striving towards a green light called dollars
Dollars become numbers, become control
Control our lives, take away our spirit
Numbers, so contemplated, become control
green light turns greed to control
lost our spirits in the mathy green light
gave it up for control, for responsibility
lost the spontaneity, lost the caring
gave it up for a better life, they said
then turned the better life into making math
math was numbers in green light,
copulating with greed, carressing greed
taking greed and growing, losing sight
perpetual motion of growth, of stagnation
where the dream shrivels and dies
where the germs grow and grow, and infect
now the whole pond smells, stinks of filth
no more insects grow and fly away
only the germs grow now, without compassion
devouring, eating, less and less they became
trying to fill up, ate one another to grow
became empty and wondered why they stank so
lied, told one another it was a good smell
and they could grow without thinking again
In Loving Memory: Mat Hyuin
Father, Sister, Mother, Brother - Lost to us before his time
poem by Poet Dragon
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Im Only Happy When It Rains
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...
song performed by by Garbage
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To My Angela
An angry shout may not be heard, and
Not all good deeds are observed,
Glad is the learned, pure, heart
Ever loved, oft alone, you are
Luminous with life's energy
And part of my soul projects
In you, myself, yourself I respect.
Long days, short years, bitter true
Only one chance to know you, this
Voyage without certain destination
Embarked with unknown duration, for
You I long to know
On terms as friends
Until my journey ends.
30/4/2003-1/5/2003
(An acrostic for my eldest daughter)
poem by Danny Draper
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Misery (feat. Steven Tyler)
Pink:
Shadows are fallin' all over town
Another night these blues got me down
Oh misery ... I sure could use some company
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be ... for love to cause me misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Oh, misery ... Oh, misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause me misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Oh, I've been down this road before
where the passion turns into pain
And each time I saw love walk out the door
I swore I'd never get caught again
Pink:
But ain't it true ... It takes what it takes
And sometimes, we get too smart too late
Steven Tyler:
One more heartache for me
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Another night in misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool of me?
Pink:
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause misery
Guess it's all meant to be,
for love to cause me misery
song performed by by Pink
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Sweet Misery
Oh, sweet misery
why don't you join me for the day
come out, come out
where ever you are
I figured we come out and play
sweet misery, sweet misery
I need you now more then ever
you left without a warning
I thought we'd always stay together
oh, sweet misery
is it time for hide and seek?
I'm looking for you
searching for you
but you won't make a peep
Sweet misery, sweet misery
don't give me a tough time
I just want to keep you forever
treat you just like you're mines
Oh, sweet misery
do you know you're all i have?
You just lead the way
I'll follow your path
Sweet misery, sweet misery
I can't go on with out you
are you giving up on me?
you know you're not allowed to
Oh, sweet misery
Yes, you have arrived
I knew you'd never leave me
I forgot to look inside.
poem by Vanessa Mercado
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Vices to be Wiped out
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Pride will push you into mire
so to wise counsels pay heed.
Cremate your envy on pyre
and be honest in your deeds.
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Nothing will make you to tire
if you're off from lustful weed.
Do humans more advice need?
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Words without deeds is an affront to the principle that guides our Nation and makes a mockery of the values we as public servants claim to love.
quote by Jon Corzine
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