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Movies are ventilators

We went to a movie,
Where in were cast
The heroine, my fevourite
And the hero, my wife’s.
We silently enjoyed the film,
I replacing him and she, her
When the hero and heroine
Wooed and embraced each other..
18.10.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The need of the focus

The silver in focus glitters
And diamond in focus glitters.
Talents require focus
Appear as a hero or a heroine
Supporting roles never promote
You as a hero or a heroine.
Don’t compromise on position.

Someone replaces the first.
Not the second in rank replaces
08.03.2002, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Hero?

Her hero is pretty and thin
Her hero is a hero to many
A hero of fame and a hero of fortune
A role model, a hero of glamour
Her hero is a hero to many

His hero is fit and fast
His hero is a hero to many
A hero of sport, a hero of games
A role model, a hero of victory
His hero is a hero to many

Her hero is clever yet plane
Her hero is a hero to few
A hero of science, a hero of logic
A role model, a hero of knowledge
Her hero is a hero to few

His hero is a hero of art but he is poor
His hero is a hero to few
A hero of word a hero of writings
A role model, a hero of language
His hero is a hero to few

But that’s the thing with your heros....
Hero worship is only skin deep.

poem by Timothy Venard
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Stories mirror the front

Two heroes will love one heroine, but
One heroine will not love two heroes.
Two heroines will love one hero, but
One hero will not love two heroines.
This is what we show in stories.
Stories mirror not the irking truths.
06.0.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Cinematic

Such is their love..
Decked up hero decent
On heroine descent
Her wavy locks to hide
Beatifying music on
Whilst a group of angels
On pulsating beats
Twist and break and ebellish all..

Their love is played cast-free
Sing and smile and cry
Then to elope
Cheating villains beaten
Beating parents treated
Treated love greeted
My heart beats rapidly
Uttering 'all untrue, untrue'..

Their production of love
In silence multi-sold
Mindless hero next bothered
Still.. the heroine responds to realise
Delayed with bulging woes
Hung out from a noose
Downward from an upstroke
To confess to her own heart

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Kurunji Flower

Blooming and attained the
Birth value
While your hero putting
oh! kurunji flower!
Wherever she may born, finally
She will attain to her hero only!
Singing wind, birds and the swiftly water
Of the ice mountains, you come with fast and
Give your bless
Being come to know have to greet, that
The fragrance of the milk
And flowers are diluted with love.
Speaking legendry that the shadow of the hero
Will be the heroine.

poem by Shivayadav Yadav
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Birth Of A Mystery 5 July 2009

Spirit renewed, heart rejuvenated,
filled to overflowing by the energy
stream, a mystery hero came to a
heroine in a dream

Whispered of love and delight to the
tune of celestial music, too beautiful
to describe, the beauty of love re-
placing all darkness

The birth of another mystery, energy
inexhaustible, forever new, the new
dream always better than the one
which came before

This is the meaning of infinity: Love
never grows stale, perfection will be
replaced by something better, the
world will never

Stop evolving, the heroine still feels
the kiss of the mystery hero
upon her lips...

5 June 2009

poem by Margaret Alice
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Hero

My hero is no hero at all.
My hero silently walks these empty halls.
As I falter…
As I fall…
My hero continues to walk these silent…empty halls,
These halls are windows into my hell.
Servants of Baal…
Here they dwell.
Frozen inequities… How fickle they are to me
My hero possesses no qualities at all.
My hero…has virtues but none known well
My hero only protects his respect.
My hero… is no hero at all.

poem by Juxtaposed Jealousy
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To be Hero

A hero is some one looked upto
Who others may love to be
A hero never loss hope
To be hero means to be courageous
And willing to put their life aside for another person
A hero is anybody or somebody that was loved
To be hero, must be successful
To be hero, may not be superhuman but must saved
If they say i'm to be hero
Hero must lead by sample because everyman is hero
Every hero is man

poem by Olaniyan Kehinde Hero Hko
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I am My Hero

Of

course! !

I am a hero,
my hero,
your hero,

CNN hero,
Fox Taxis Oil toxic hero

my street mate hero,

my African roommate hero,

United nation hero,

unesco
unicef

moncef
duracef

charl
du champs hero,

picasso hero

mozart,
bethoven
chichina
lovesky

hero,

and everybody hero?

of! course! ! ! ! !

-not off course-
I LOVE
MYSELF...

DO YOU THINK

OR DREAM

I OR i

WILL SELL MY SELF? ? ?
? ? ?

OR ASK FOR

YOUR

APPROVAL,

SQUARED AND OVAL

AS YOU

LOVE IT TO BE..

Of course i am
my own hero

but,
also

i am sure...
everyone is my hero.

poem by Atef Ayadi
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Hero (Systematic Discussion)

Hero!
I see you start
to be addressed so boldly.

And yet-
do you wince at the title?
Perhaps it should be
potential hero
or heroine for some...

But no, you prosecute
the term proper.
Are you not strong enough, then,
you who eats three meals a day
and sleeps beneath a solid roof?

And do not plead ignorance
when knowledge
(of the hungry
the poor
the massacred
the neglected
the dead
the dying...)
fills your mind like wine
and drunkens your senses with sorrow.

Or has it deadened them, hero,
clinging like nails
to an unwilling magnet?

For you speak softly, hero,
you dream uncolored visions,
and amid the involutary silence of others,
you seem to have taken a voluntary oath.

poem by Aliya Deri
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The Heroine

The heroine stood up on the deck
The ship was out of control
The bow was being ripped to shreds
Men were fighting down below
The sea had pummeled the boat for so long
That they knew nothing but fear
And the babys in the box
He thinks the door is locked
The sea is in a state
The baby learns to wait for the heroine
Ohh, ohh, for the heroine
Locked in his defense, he waits for the heroine
The mast is cracking as he waves are slapping
Sailors roll across the deck
And when they thought none was looking
They would cut a weaker mans neck
While the heroine dressed in a virgin white dress
Tried to steer the mighty ship
But the raging storm wouldnt hear of it
They were in for a long trip
Babys in the box
He thinks the door is locked
He finds it hard to breathe
Drawing in the sea
And wheres the heroine to fire off the gun
To calm the raging seas
And let herself be seized, by the -
- baby in the box
The thinks the door is locked
The woman has the keys
But there is no moment she can seize
Heres to the heroine
Who transcends all the men
Who are locked inside the box
Will the lady let them out
Ohh, the heroine, ooohh, ooohhh, the heroine
Strapped to the mast, the pale ascendant heroine
Strapped to the mast, the pale ascendant heroine

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Heros

A Hero Fights For You
A Hero Stands By Your Side
A Hero Is Willing To Go An Inch Longer

A Hero Knows What It's Like To Lose Someone
A Hero Knows What To Do Right Then
A Hero Never Leaves Someone Behind

A Hero Has Someone To Make Them Who They Are
A Hero Will Never Risk Someone To Save Himself
A Hero Always Takes The Risk Just For The Last One

We All Have A Hero In Us

We All Need Are Hero

poem by Jamie Newcomb
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True Bollywood Love Story

He sees her in the temple
Immediately falls in love with her,
She has come with her mother
He waits for an opportunity to meet her.

He follows her, day in and day out
Everyday he waits outside her home,
She knew him as a local yob
Who did nothing but roam.

He manages to stop her one day
And expresses his love for her,
She was waiting for it all along
They start going out thereafter.

They break into song and dance
Whenever they feel like,
Sometimes in Australia, sometimes Switzerland
Sometimes in a car and sometimes in a bike.

Dressed always in designer costumes
Even though they can’t afford it,
Because it’s just a dream not reality
They can afford to totally enjoy it.

Meanwhile in the cinema hall-

People in theatre start to clap
When Hero starts dancing with Heroine,
Some go out of theatre to have a fag
Some get a snack in the canteen.

Then it’s time for the interval
When the toilets are fully clogged,
Some wait eagerly for the movie to restart
In the sea of humanity some get bogged.

Movie continues-

The movie becomes interesting in second half
As many thousands of movies before,
The girl’s parents don’t approve of her love
To win their hearts, hero has to work more.

The rest of the movie has plots and subplots
Where the girl’s parents put the Hero to test,
In every task he emerges a winner
In fights, dance, emotions he proves to be the best.

The hero prevails against all the odds
Which only Indians can understand,
His in laws are forced to give in
The movie comes to a happy end.

poem by Vikram G. Aarella
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Man need be charged

A woman in a blue-film, with her flesh
A heroine in a movie, with her looks,
A woman in love with you, with her hormones
Charge you to be active with your wife,
You are thus charged to glow.

For wife to be lit
Let her mate be charged fit
01.09.2000, Pkmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Heroine Mom!

Yes! She is my heroine mom
She is my heroine mom.

Who led me through the right path
whenever i went wrong.
Who advised me in a motherly way
whenever i went wrong.

Who offered me a hand
whenever i fell down.
Who filled courage within me
whenever i felt down.

Who told me to be spontaneous
whenever i felt sheepish.
Who patted on my shoulders
whenever i felt docile.

Who told me to face problems
whenever it stood on my way.
Who told me to accept problems with a beam
whenever it blocked my way.

Yes! She is my heroine mom
She is my heroine mom.

poem by Neetha Sasidharan
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To be a hero or a heroine, one must give an order to oneself.

quote by Simone Weil
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Find out what your hero or heroine wants, and when he or she wakes up in the morning, just follow him or her all day.

quote by Ray Douglas Bradbury
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When A Hero Comes

When a hero comes
There'll be no more fear
When our hero comes
No longer will we shed tears

When that hero comes
They'll pave the way
To a brighter and better day
When a hero comes

When our hero arrives
Evil better beware
You better be prepared
Cause the bullets will rip through the air
When a hero comes

Now you better get ready
Cause its starting soon
And our hero will arrive at high noon

Cause when our hero comes
You better listen to what I say
Or you'll forfeit your life today
And now our hero comes

And now here he comes
To end all of our pain
And now that he's come
He'll clear away the stain
Cause our hero's come

And as the bullets fly
We will hear them cry
And finally the evil will die
Cause our hero came

poem by Vasto Grom
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Mr. Hero

I found this hero today.
They looked right through me,
As though I were invisible.
They never noticed me,
What a smile I had on my face.

I am happy to see you, Mr. Hero,
But you don't see that I'm right here.
You're looking right through me.
You're not seeing that I'm here.

Mr. Hero, I am here to save you,
For you are my hero no longer.
I'm here to take care of you, Mr. Hero,
Not for you to take care of me.

Wake up, Mr. Hero.
I'm here to take your temperature.
I'm here to make sure you're all better.
Mr. Hero, I'm sorry to inform you,
But you're not my hero anymore.

poem by Shannon Nicole
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05 - A Hero

A hero thinks of others before they think of themselves
A hero will die to protect
A hero can be of any age, any colour
A hero can be man, woman or child
A hero is courageous, loving and brave
A hero will never complain
A hero can be made in one act of compassion
Or years of tender loving care
Some hero's are remembered, whilst many are left forgotten
Hero's are angels in disguise, saving precious innocent lives

poem by Nicola Burkett
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