Karmayoga
Lord Krishna taught Arjuna
In and out of Karmayoga,
To egg him to war.
Yuthistra had had practiced it.
He played the dice,
Unperturbed by the loss,
Without mind on the result,
Till he lost himself and wife.
Who taught it to him?
05.05.2000, Palakkad
[Karmayoga is a branch of teaching by which one must do one’s duty, without an eye for its result]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lord Krishna
O my Lord! O my Krishna!
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
You are the embodiment of love
you are the divine joy,
you are protector of the religion
all pain and sin, you destroy.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
Wicked and cruel king Kansa
put your parents in prison.
You released them from jail
appeared as Vishnu's incarnation.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
As child you led cow herds
had great love for your mother
Grown with magic of your flute
as hero loved by peers and others
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
Kansa sent sinful Putana to kill you
by feeding breast's poisoned milk.
She herself was met to her end
you sucked blood, failed her trick.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
He was desperate to kill my Lord
So he sent many other demons.
You defeated all of the demons
killed his wicked men one by one.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
Supported villagers and cattle,
lifted mountain to make shelter,
You killed poisonous snake in river
where cattle used to drink water.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
Always blessed, who followed your path
taught Arjuna lessons of truth and war.
You turned result of Mahabharat war
into the victory of righteous Pandwas.
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
You come on earth again and again
to save it; in various incarnations.
Without you my Lord! I am nothing
in this universe, nothing can happen.
O my Lord! O my Krishna!
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
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Hare Krishna, prayer
O my Lord! O my Krishna!
Krishna! Krishna!
You are the embodiment of love
you are the divine joy,
you are protector of the religion
all pain and sin, you destroy.
O my Lord! O my Krishna!
Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!
Wicked and cruel king Kansa
put your parents in prison.
You released them from jail
appeared as Vishnu's incarnation.
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare....
As child you led cow herds
had great love for your mother
Grown with magic of your flute
as hero loved by peers and others
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
Kansa sent sinful Putana to kill you
by feeding breast's poisoned milk.
She herself was met to her end
you sucked blood, failed her trick.
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
He was desperate to kill my Lord
So he sent many other demons.
You defeated all of the demons
killed his wicked men one by one.
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
Supported villagers and the cattle,
lifted mountain to make it shelter,
You killed poisonous snake in river
where cattle used to drink the water.
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
You blessed, who followed the truth
taught Arjuna lessons of truth and war.
You turned result of Mahabharat war
into the victory of righteous Pandwas
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
You come on earth again and again
to save it; in various incarnations.
Without you my Lord! I am nothing
in this universe, nothing can happen.
O my Lord! O my Krishna! Hare...
S. D. Tiwari
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Life has . taught me not to expect success to be the inevitable result of my endeavors. She taught me to seek sustenance from the endeavor itself, but to leave the result to God.
quote by Alan Stewart Paton
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Failures are the steps
As a baby I fell in the bed;
That taught me to wake up.
As a boy I fell on the floor;
That taught me to walk up.
Slips in dance taught me balance.
Falls in race gave me stamina.
Falls all made me a fall proof.
21.04.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love in epics, a glory
Lord Krishna was in company of women.
He is not a womanizer, nor are whores His women
To the eyes of the devotees; instead, they enjoy
Krishna’s romance, and spurn such one in reality.
21.02.2000, Palakkad
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Sri Krishna
Long ago when Lord Vishnu took a new form
In order to restore Faith and Goodness on Earth
At midnight, in Mathura it was raining with thunderstorm
Devaki and Vasudev were overjoyed with their son Krishna's birth
Vasudev left infant Krishna in Gokul, at Yashoda and Nand's home
Cute and charming baby Krishna loved to play, run around and eat butter
Every prank of Krishna was talk of the town, Legends to become
Boy Krishna conquered serpent Kalinga, saved friends and Yamuna river
Kansa, Krishna's Uncle tried to kill Krishna, Krishna escaped his every ploy
All the damsels of Vrindavan, surround handsome Krishna, with adoration
Whenever Krishna played flute for his cows, every one would sway with joy
Radha the Lucky one, the Love she had, got her Krishna's adoration
Krishna freed his parents, Guided and Lead Arjuna, a win over his Kingdom
Krishna has a mesmerising and enchanting Persona and Presence
His Preachings 'Bhagavad Gita' enlightens our souls, ' Pearls of Wisdom '
Krishna lives in every heart that has Faith as the Divine essence.
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Thunderbolt
I am the result of a thunderbolt,
That struck and stayed bold.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that thunderbolt staying bold.
I'm the result of a thunderbolt,
That struck and stayed bold.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that thunderbolt that remained bold.
You may decide to run and hide.
But I've learned throughout my life...
Those who run let life slip by,
And cry in denial.
Setting themselves up...
For struggles and trials.
When I was young I was often hushed,
I would question too much.
With unedited questions asked.
To connect in my mind to grasp.
I am the result of a thunderbolt,
That struck and stayed bold.
I'm that result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that thunderbolt that remained bold.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that result of a thunderbolt.
And with a boldness I still hold.
When I was young I was often hushed,
I would question too much.
With unedited questions asked.
To connect in my mind to grasp.
Zip zap crack with answers due.
Answer my questions asked of you!
I'm the result of a thunderbolt,
That struck and stayed bold.
I'm that result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that thunderbolt that remained bold.
Zip zap crack with answers due.
Answer my questions asked of you!
I am the result of a thunderbolt,
That struck and stayed bold.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that thunderbolt that remained bold.
There were no shoulders for me to hold.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
There were no shoulders for me to hold.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
I'm that result of a thunderbolt.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
There were no shoulders with warm holds.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
I am the result of a thunderbolt.
I might have been precocious!
But not braggadocious.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
I am that result of a thunderbolt.
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Courtship, harmless
Wooing and courtship
do not result in sex.
They confine to minds
and spare flesh.
It is the lure of lust that,
when chanced,
Indulges in adultery, with
no courtship.
Courtship is outdoor,
Detectable.
Sexual indulgence is indoor,
Who knows?
13.06.2000, Palakkad.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Theory of Groups is a branch of mathematics in which one does something to something and then compares the result with the result obtained from doing the same thing to something else, or something else to the same thing.
quote by James Newman
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None wants heaven
There are ten steps to reach Heaven.
The last one is death. With that threat,
Everyone who were taught had left,
Abandoning the going to Heaven.
16.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Is Complicated
My love life is not taught.... meaning, love.... my life miserable teach, love teaching my life.... suffering, love to teach my life.... sad, love life taught me grief...., love to teach my life.... revenge, love to teach my life.... envy, love of life taught me.... hate, love.... my life teaching in fool, love life taught me.... in use, love.... my life teaching in one sense, love of life taught me.... sin, love to teach my life.... the journey is not endless.
Inscription In A Garden
IF any flower that here is grown
Or any herb may ease your pain,
Take and account it as your own,
But recompense the like again;
For some and some is honest play,
And so my wife taught me to say.
If here to walk you take delight,
Why, come and welcome, when you will;
If I bid you sup here this night,
Bid me another time, and still
Think some and some is honest play,
For so my wife taught me to say.
Thus if you sup or dine with me,
If you walk here or sit at ease,
If you desire the thing you see,
And have the same your mind to please,
Think some and some is honest play,
And so my wife taught me to say.
poem by George Gascoigne
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No validity
Hope lives till the result.
Hope to live lasts till death.
Belief lives till the result.
Belief in future lasts till death.
Faith lives till the result.
Faith in God stays till death.
So, their results inconclusive,
They bear no validity.
19.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Night is not opposite to day
Failure is not opposite to happiness.
It is a result of an attempt.
You are further seasoned.
Loss is not opposite to happiness.
It is a result of the earlier gain.
What held only can be lost.
Wealth is not same as happiness.
Wants surpassing your wealth,
Your vessel is not full.
30.05.2001, Berh
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hookey Rookie
You can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
Said you can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
'Cause before I met you, baby...
I played hookey!
You can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
Said you can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
'Cause before I met you, baby...
I played hookey!
I asked myself if that did...benefit?
What I did.
And who was with me.
Nothing that was done then was a fit.
No one would give.
And being played in the streets today...
Some say ain't easy!
I left it done and behind me, to forget.
You can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
Said you can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
'Cause before I met you, baby...
I played hookey!
Yes...
And you can teach me.
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
Said you can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
'Cause before I met you, baby...
I played hookey!
Just for nookie.
I played hookey!
Just a rookie,
Gettin' nookie!
Missing you...
My Cookie!
You can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in time before.
Said you can teach me...
Like I never ever had been taught in timebefore.
'Cause before I met you, baby...
I played hookey!
Just for nookie.
I played hookey!
Just a rookie.
Gettin' nookie!
Just a rookie.
Gettin' nookie!
A hookey rookie getting nookie,
Missing Cookie
Just rookie getting nookie,
Missing Cookie
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Micro-irrigation
Physical contact alone is not
The source of irrigation
For sexual gratification.
Presence, glances, gestures,
Visions, talks, allusions,
Responses, letters, presents,
Photographs, thoughts and fantasy
Also function as subsoil
Or drip irrigation,
To keep the crop alive.
No wilt, no rape will result.
10.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We have always been taught that navigation is the result of civilization, but modern archeology has demonstrated very clearly that this is not so.
quote by Thor Heyerdahl
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Being bilingual
There is something
in being bilingual
and when I grew up
we were forced
to take both
official languages at school
being English and Afrikaans.
It was another thing
to be taught maths in English,
when your home language is Afrikaans
and where I was taught in Afrikaans
up till then,
at a school that was
supposed to be
double medium
and to really struggle
with unknown terms
and not being able to comprehend
and to this day
I despise Mrs. Ritchie
who thought that I was stupid
and without the teacher caring
or being able
to teach in Afrikaans
I struggled along
but at university
a professor teaching
Algebra and Calculus
really did care
and taught me well.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Urge survives the organ
Menopause is not the end
For a woman’s lust.
Temper loss is not the end
For a man’s lust.
Teeth loss is not the end
For one’s palate.
Are those a curse or a blessing?
31.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Properly practiced creativity must result in greater sales more economically achieved. Properly practiced creativity can lift your claims out of the swamp of sameness and make them accepted, believed, persuasive, urgent.
quote by William Bernbach
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