Paining is not painful
I hinted, suggested,
Reminded, sounded
And pleaded you with
A request to visit me
To keep meaning
To our subtle relation.
Any grateful woman
Would readily do.
But you resolutely refused
.
You will not pain yourself
By paining me.
15.09.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Mother's Pain
I'm pained a lot
O'darling with no heart
On bygone past
Unknowing true or false
Meaningless at me
When you shout
Still more paining a lot
O'darling with no heart
On needless waste
Unknowing true or false
Your spouse, your chit
Meaningless at you
When they shout
Paining a lot o'darling
Paining, paining, paining
Still a lot more paining
O'darling with no sense
On needless waste
Senseless your utterance
Unknowing of erratic deed
Meaningless at others
when uttered in shouts
Paining deathful o'darling
paining deathful, deathful..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Future Shock (A Very Short, Sci-Fi Tale)
The android soldier
set down its weapon
and, facing its human commander,
resolutely refused to obey.
poem by Neil Crawford
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Television sounded really different than the Ramones sounded really different than us sounded really different than Blondie sounded really different than the Sex Pistols.
quote by David Byrne
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Moral Lesson For Today
if one knows
the reason for pain
one can endure it
for days
for a lifetime
the pain becomes nothing
but a lifestyle
everyday
is an offering
and the pain is taken away
somehow
in understanding the meaning of its source
the reason of its existence
one misses it like a long lost friend
and once when you meet it again
you hug it
you shed tears of Joy
and when it leaves
you want to be with it
you ask that you join it in its lone journey
but you are refused
for pain has its own life too
its own span
then you take pride in this understanding
you feel like you are god
crucified and redeemed
whole and strong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Originally they wanted it to be bigger, but I pleaded and pleaded and pleaded to have the smallest tonsure that they could get away with. A tonsure that could still be seen, but, I worried about my social life!
quote by Derek Jacobi
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When There's A Meaning To A Pain
When there's a meaning to a pain,
It can make a better life.
It will enrich with understanding coming,
To pay attention to a need.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
Bitter lips shut tight.
And if it is mental and not physical...
Correct and get it right.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
There is something to be learned.
Either cross that bridge and forgive,
Or let the 'thing' burn.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
You can not let it ride.
Or let it burn you deep inside.
Correct,
And get it right.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
Bitter lips shut tight.
And if it is mental and not physical...
Correct,
And get it right.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
It can make a better life.
It will enrich with understanding coming,
To pay attention to a need.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
Someone is giving it a need.
And...
Allowing it to offer,
More attention to feed.
And,
More of attention than it needs!
When there's a meaning to a pain...
Refrain from giving it a name.
When there's a meaning to a pain...
Correct,
And get it right.
Don't let it burn inside.
When there's a meaning to a pain...
Refrain from giving it a name.
When there's a meaning to a pain...
Correct,
And get it right.
Don't let it burn inside.
When there's a meaning to a pain.
Refrain from giving it a name.
When there's a meaning to a pain.
Refrain from giving it a name.
When there's a meaning to a pain!
When there's a meaning to a pain,
Correct and get it right!
Either...
Cross that bridge and forgive,
Or let the 'thing' burn.
When there's a meaning to a pain,
That hits.
Feel it and let it go.
Be quick,
Rid it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suggested
Today...
It is not appropriate to be honest.
Or imply it in retrospect.
We live in times
In which truth is deluded,
With a mixture of suggestions...
Followed by denials confessed!
Suggested is our need for patience...
To allow inconsistency to cease.
Suggested is a resistance...
To want a stop to fighting,
That only increases the movement of the weak.
Suggested is a greatness kept,
By the spilling of blood and sorrows wept.
Suggested is we maintain,
A mental stressing drain!
To keep thieves looting resources...
And driving those of consciousness,
Further into an abyss!
Today...
It is not appropriate to be honest.
Or imply it in retrospect.
We live in times
In which truth is deluded,
With a mixture of suggestions...
Followed by denials confessed!
And deeper with resolutions,
Providing an absence of thoughtful solutions...
Are those who lead pleading,
We can succeed by sheer request!
And that's all they are suggesting we do...
As those who view ahead of us coming,
A deadend awaiting with an awarded mess!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A request to society
Foetus -
A request to society
Don't abort us in hasty
I will thank you wholeheartedly!
Newborn girl child -
A request to society
Don't poison us prematurely
Allow us to live; We might
light the lamp in your family!
A newly-wed bride -
A request to society
Not to indulge in bride burning
for the sake of dowry!
A grown up woman -
A request to society
Women are part of everyone's family
Consider us to live peacefully!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Dark Contemplation
"Contemplation cannot be taught. It cannot even be clearly explained. It can only be hinted at, suggested, pointed to, symbolized." Thomas Merton. New Seeds of Contemplation
Through seasons of pleasure
and months of pain,
morning birds calling;
night's howling trains
oh, fall into dream's
cold silent folds
where unyielding truth
nightly is told.
The morning star's rising
through night's fading lace.
Soon sun will be glaring;
truth without grace.
poem by Steven Federle
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Periodicity
My friend declares
Being woman and virgin she
Takes small account of periodicity
And she is right.
Her days are calmly spent
For her sex-function is irrelevant.
But I whose life
Is monthly broke in twain
Must seek some sort of meaning in my pain.
Women, I say,
Are beautiful in change,
Remote, immortal, like the moon they range.
Or call my pain
A skirmish in the whole
Tremendous conflict between body and soul.
Meaning must lie,
Some beauty surely dwell
In the fierce depths and uttermost pits of hell.
Yet still I seek,
Month after month in vain,
Meaning and beauty in recurrent pain.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Man and woman aspire
Some are generous and some grateful.
It is there nature and will not alter.
Woman looks for man who is generous
As she is for comforts and cushion.
Man looks for a woman who is grateful
As he is for care and concern.
It is their fortune what type they get.
21.09.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Enough Weight
I was really shocked and saddened
The death of two people hardened
My views on divine weapon of death
Which is on our head till the last breath?
Both were dear one and very close
It raised many questions and posed
Its validity and threat in human eyes
Even thought it has wide acceptability
'Will you not come once at my home? '
I turned to see friend's sister waiting to welcome
'You have not dropped in even single time'
I want you to be at my home sometimes
She was diagnosed as last stage cancer patient
Hr chances to remain alive were very much absent
I could see death fear in her vocal request
Even though she tried to remain calm at her best
'I will not come to your till you visit mine'
He virtually threatened me whenever I invited him to dine
He will feel bad when I shall fail to return the visit
He was hale and hearty and fully fit
He went on pilgrimage to holy shrines
Even though he had fever but felt very fine
While on ascent to high hill he developed pain
He was hardly given last time to raise voice and complain
Both departed in few space of time
I could hardly do anything at any time
Their wishes remained unfulfilled
Even though they had earnestly willed
Now on ward I have decided to oblige
Any person with request and seize
The next available opportunity to repay the visit
I now have to give enough weight
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human’s attributes
You are not a bird to visit a tree
Only when there are fruits on it.
You are nor a cow to graze a meadow
Only when there is grass on it.
You must visit and honour the people
You have been benefited from.
Gratitude distinguishes men from beasts.
Being grateful is human’s attributes.
08.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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i- Formation
I remember when I was 10, and my cousin told me about I-formation,
some football code that to me was de-tenacious...
I remembered the name cause it sounded sweet...
I found anouther word that everyone else thoght that the meaning was peteite...
To me the word I-formation is a rerpresentaion of a stupid football code...
like when they went in football mode...
while i was thinking about the stupid football code...
i thought it was interesting, the word and it's meaning...
of getting in order from shortest to biggest...
that just sounded kind of meaningless...
but it was funy cause thats how the world really is...
Bigest, to Smallest is hard to miss
poem by Onyx Blake
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Glory, the darling.
After parting,
You kept me by letters.
After a lapse,
You renewed it by a call.
After a gap,
You paid me a visit en rout.
A little later,
You acknowledged my love poem.
Today, hearing my return,
You came down to see me.
A good relation.
We both are not the same sex.
Is not it more
Than a mere good relation?
We are unexpressive.
Does it mean we didn’t express?
29.05.2002, Kottayam
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The task is to investigate speech sounds in relation to the meanings with which they are invested, i.e., sounds viewed as signifiers, and above all to throw light on the structure of the relation between sounds and meaning.
quote by Roman Jakobson
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Everything Has Meaning
the floor give meaning to the ceiling
the shore to the sea
the moon to the night sky
the sun to the earth
and man in between and woman
around the arms of man
and the dog amidst them
there is meaning to everything
and to everyone, and the important conclusion is inevitable
there is meaning in you.
decorate this meaning with a smile.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On Those Days One Prays
When one prays,
A seeking from the outside...
Begins within!
To identify miracles,
One must sit in a quietness...
That has come to visit upon request.
When one prays...
The mind should be at rest.
When one prays,
A thankfulness should be first expressed.
With an appreciation for those blessings,
One sometimes ignores but gets!
When one prays.
When one prays,
A seeking from the outside...
Begins within!
To identify miracles,
One must sit in a quietness...
That has come to visit upon request.
When one prays...
The mind should be at rest.
With a confession professed,
As a thankfulness one expresses.
On those days one prays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some one near by
I sensed some one near by
Moved head to see and try
It was just wind's flow
That tried gently to blow
May be it had some sensation
Very kind with known relation
I failed to understand
I must have known it as close friend
She was whispering slowly
As wind blew nearly
Without any speed
Very much eager to lead
I remembered her gentle hands
Put on my eyes to make me not to see blind
But that reminded me of her body fragrance
I had occasion to smell it by chance
I was so much blown by your presence
That was as if I felt as real essence
The love has special attraction
That can't be substituted by any action
I fear to be blown off into pieces
As it may fail to withstand embrace
You wear gorgeous look on face
I just feel its gentle presence
You have reminded me of precious relation
You were not present but purely gave an indication
You may not be with me all the times
But will always remind me with times
I am burning with rage
As if locked in cage
Let our love appear on golden page
And played beautifully on stage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whatever It Is
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Whatever It is that forgets and forgives...
And removes stumbling blocks from my life as I live.
Whatever It is before language came to be,
In my mind I carry It...
And in 'It' It carries me!
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Grateful It knows whatever It is...
So grateful It knows It within me grows!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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