The competency of the seer
I don’t have to have gold.
I shall have one who has it.
I don’t have to have the crown.
I shall have one who wears it.
I don’t have to have the queen.
I shall have the king owning her.
A seer is competent of all.
[ in the Hindu custom, seer is supreme]
06.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seers too have instincts
The seer, whose vision was a mission
To millions to wash their sins and earn
fortunes,
Steers himself to hire men and kings
To save him from the crime he landed
in.
The seer, whose words were taken as
God’s
By millions for getting tickets to heaven,
Hears from favourites and swears lies
So as to flee the clutches of law
The seer, whose faith should shun ego,
Power, wealth and comforts to its
core,
Wears them to augment his might and
right
To sever rising heads and stumbling
tails.
Still a seer is better than a rogue.
23.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We are not victims of aging, sickness and death. These are part of scenery, not the seer, who is immune to any form of change. This seer is the spirit, the expression of eternal being.
quote by Deepak Chopra
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The Golden Rose
A POOR lost princess, weary and worn,
Came over the down by the wind-washed moor,
And the king looked out on her grace forlorn,
And he took her in at his palace door.
He made her queen, he gave her a crown,
Bidding her rest and be glad and gay
In his golden town, with a golden gown,
And a new gold lily every day.
But the crown is heavy, the gold gown gray,
And the queen's pale breast is like autumn snows;
For he brings a gold lily every day,
But no king gathers the golden rose.
One came at last to the palace keep
By worlds of water and leagues of land,
Gray were his garments, his eyes were deep,
And he held the golden rose in his hand.
She left gold gown, gold town, gold crown,
And followed him straight to a world apart,
And he left her asleep on the wind-washed down,
With the golden rose on her quiet heart.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Master Of Mind Can only be a Master Mind!
Seeing and hearing,
Is it eye that see?
Is it ear that hear?
Eyes are windows of Mind,
Like are ears, eyes have eyelids, ears remain open!
Seeing is not perceiving,
Light passes through the small camera,
Giving picture of world around,
Yet mind is the processor,
Process the data,
Process the colourful image,
Sometime filling with its own colour!
But it is not vision,
mind sees something itself,
Seeing through the mind without the help of eyes
Neither windows opened,
Nor light from open windows affect!
Mind is that faculty sees something within,
And day by day the vision become clear,
When mind learns it is not the seer,
It sees everything clear,
Clearly presented to the master,
And Self is the master of Mind,
When mind is pure and clear,
Without prejudice and suspense traits,
Self perceives self in its true nature,
Nothing goes bad,
processed food for thought remain good for ever!
one who sees eyes as seer,
He is ignorant,
One who sees mind as a seer,
Knows not,
One whose mind sees the seer is different,
Vision get purified, seer can see through the mind,
Scenes seen by mind with eyes closed,
when perceived by seer,
It becomes vision of life,
And that vision when becomes ambition of life,
Ambition becomes aspiration,
Aspiration transforms into mission,
Mission transmits wisdom and genius of self!
Self becomes master Of mind
Self becomes master Mind,
Master and mind becomes one,
Master Of Mind Can only be a Master Mind
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Gates of Riches
Open the gates of riches
To the beloved prince of kindness,
Who waited for ever with abacuses
And counted the coins with adeptness.
I am the king whose prince was bold,
And I coveted his prize, the very same as gold;
He owns everything now, the whole land of royalty,
He owns all the plants and animals - absurdity!
I am a king who needs a queen to rule all,
And the man my prince is owning the kingdom therewithal.
His thief is me and my wife, the queen of great health,
The prince is executed and I am left with the commonwealth.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The seer and the beggar.
Ego battered, bereaved of kith and kin,
Bereft of worldly things, a beggar dies
With no wish, no curse and no regrets;
That amounts to detachment of the world.
Ego nursed, blessed with devotees,
Proud of being humble, can a seer die
With no wish, no curse and no regrets,
To confirm to detachment of the world?
More than the seer, it is the beggar
Who is fit to dispense with rebirth.
Can you follow the path of the beggar?
Is there salvation sans humiliation?
A seer is proud he leads you to God.
You are proud you follow him to God.
You both want to leave your names behind.
With the love for the world after your exit,
Can you hope that you avoid rebirth?
26.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Employ Similes Prudently
Her face is compared to the moon.
She is, of course, flattered by it,
But the moon is not belittled.
A seer is compared to the God
Where the seer is elevated
And the God is belittled.
Employ similes prudently.
(04.03.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Status evaporates in bed
One to one when man and woman
meet
With desire, their status evaporates.
A maid is a queen to the king in bed
And a slave, a king to the queen in bed.
28.07.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Martsviolerne
Sig Himlen hvælver saa reen og klar,
Iisblomster fryse paa Rudens Glar.
I Solens Flamme saa smukt de staae,
En Yngling kommer og seer derpaa.
Men som han paa de Blomster seer,
To Pige-Øine derude leer.
Saa skjønne Blomster han aldrig saae,
To Martsvioler saa smukke blaae.
Iisblomsten smelter ved Kindens Brand,
— Vor Herre hjelpe den unge Mand!
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Sheer
Deer, seer, sheer, beer, queer, veer;
And like the trafficking of narcotic substances! !
Seer, deer, sheer, beer, queer, veer;
But their full names were withheld for security reasons,
Because of this illicit business!
Appearances,
Declined,
A court of law,
Honoured;
With circumstances beyond your control! !
But, the suspects were handed over.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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King Happy, Frog of Doom
Meet King Happy, Frog of Doom.
Withought Queen, Under moon.
Though he was a friendly frog,
Tragedy struck him often.
People would claim to be his friend
To take what could be gotten.
The stress had caused his eyes to cross.
Despite his life of constant loss,
He always had his crown.
This King of course he had no land,
No people to call his own.
To be honest he proclaimed himself a King
Wishing not to be alone.
So he always had his crown. (So what if he had his crown?)
Forgetting to take it off one day,
He sank and slowly drowned.
poem by King Happy
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The Crown
The crown is up in smoke,
One tells lies to the queen with a backstroke.
It flies, it ties with birds of prey,
To be hunted, the thief is to say;
But he is to be king and man of steel,
The very man who wins and fools like a meal.
The stealer is a criminal of repute,
To be a kingly man he is astute.
The queen lied to the king,
The king vanished like a sting.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Aurobindo 91 Savitri Book 6
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Six: The Book of Fate
Canto Two: The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'Voicing earth's question to the inscrutable power
The queen now turned to the still immobile seer: '
'Passionate like sorrow questioning heaven she spoke.'
'O seer, in the earth's strange twi-natured life Line 29 to
Eternal self a fiction sensed in trance.'Line 189
Why, how, what, where, when..all so many times
Spouting in agonised gush on a 'Who' to the seer..
She's a human mother though Aswapati's queen..
'Then after a silence Narad made reply: '
'Was then the sun a dream because there is night? Line202 to...
.....Thus came, born from a blind tremendous choice,
This great perplexed and discontented world,
This haunt of Ignorance, this home of Pain:
There are pitched desire's tents, grief's headquarters.
A vast disguise conceals the Eternal's bliss.'Line 688
On pain and relief an authentic discourse by Narada...
Nothing but just to go by your words is all in all
'Haste not towards Godhead on a dangerous road,
Open not thy doorways to a nameless Power,
Climb not to Godhead by the Titan's road.'
'Too enormous is that venture for thy will;
Only in limits can man's strength be safe;
Yet is infinity thy spirit's goal;
Its bliss is there behind the world's face of tears.
'Is then the spirit ruled by an outward world?
O seer, is there no remedy within?
But what is Fate if not the spirit's will
After long time fulfilled by cosmic Force?
I deemed a mighty Power had come with her;
Is not that Power the high compeer of Fate? '.....
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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King Without A Crown
Welcome to the great republic
Guess I should show you round
Where once I was a king
And now I am a clown
The love that we once shared
Made a king of me
But now youre gone... but now youre gone
All I face is poverty
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
Hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned
But heaven dont boast - no heaven dont boast
The jewel - the pretty jewel I just pawned
Every cloud has a silver lining
Every dog has its day
Oh but I guess the sun stopped shining
On the day you went away
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Yes Im a king - king! king without a crown
Bathed in former glory
Deposed from my throne
How do I get to tell my story?
When all gets your answerphone...
But you aint home
With the love you gave
I felt like royalty
But now youre face to face - face to face
With one ex-member of the aristocracy
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
Theres no need to feel down
Yeah just take a look around
Youll see a man whos just a man
Nothing more
A king without a crown
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On The Death of Leopold: King of The Belgians
A King is dead! Another master mind
Is summoned from the world-wide council hall.
Ah, for some seer, to say what links behind-
To read the mystic writing on the wall!
Be still, fond man: nor ask thy fate to know.
Face bravely what each God-sent moment brings.
Above thee rules in love, through weal and woe,
Guiding thy kings and thee, the King of kings.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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Spring
Birds' love and birds' song
Flying here and there,
Birds' songand birds' love
And you with gold for hair!
Birds' songand birds' love
Passing with the weather,
Men's song and men's love,
To love once and forever.
Men's love and birds' love,
And women's love and men's!
And you my wren with a crown of gold,
You my queen of the wrens!
You the queen of the wrens --
We'll be birds of a feather,
I'll be King of the Queen of the wrens,
And all in a nest together.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Last Caress
Wish I may
Wish I might
Have this wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold
Dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play thing king
But the castle crumbled
And you've left with just a name
Where's your crown?
King nothing
Hard and cold
Bought and sold
A heart hard as gold
Are you satisfied
Wish I may
Wish I might
You wish your life away
Are you pacified
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Where's your crown?
King nothing
I wish I may
I wish I might
Have this wish tonight
I want the star
I want it now
I want it all and I don't care how
Careful what you wish
Careful what you say
Careful what you wish
You may regret it
Careful what you wish
You just might get it
Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Where's your crown?
King nothing
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle crumbled
And you've left with just a name
Off to never never land
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Længsel med Potterne
Hist hvor man kun seer Lyngen groe,
Der laves Jydepotter jo!
Der laves store, laves smaae,
Paa Vognen snart de pakked' staae,
Og see, med Potter rigt begavet,
Den reiser langveis over Havet.
Ak see, nu kjører den afsted!
Og Pottefaderen er med;
Hans lille Dreng ved Døren staaer,
Med nødbrun Kind og gule Haar,
Han seer paa Vognen, som nu kjører,
Og sært det i hans Bryst sig rører.
Han føler, nei, han veed ei hvad!
Med Potterne han reise gad,
At see Soldater, Skov og By,
Med Kirketaarne høit mod Sky;
Ja Havet med de stærke Strømme,
Og Alt, hvad han kun saae i Drømme.
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Extinct Family
Say lovely lady, can you help a gentleman safely cross the street?
Escort him home at night, treat him to dinner by romantic candlelight
Emancipation reigns supreme
She wears the trousers, skirts are rarely seen
Emancipation reigns supreme
Its just a matter of time for men to become extinct finally
Say, whats for dinner honey?
No, he will never say those words again
Be quiet when she gets home
In this feminine system youd better leave her alone
Emancipation reigns supreme
She wears the trousers, skirts are rarely seen
Emancipation reigns supreme
Its just a matter of time for men to become extinct finally
Men extinct finally, gone
She wears the trousers, Kate Bush for president
song performed by by Undeclinable Ambuscade
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But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls.
quote by Rebecca H. Davis
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