The urge of the writers
I write, not so much to spread its contents
As to spread my name along with that writes.
My urge is the people must know my name
Notwithstanding their reading the contents.
18.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spread Your Love
Maurice white, beloyd taylor & azar lawrence
As we speak about love today
Many men will let it drift away
Until inner feelings recognize
That inner joy will harmonize
There is one possibility
That we share universally
It dont take much ability
To let it shine naturally
Spread your love around and around the land
Spread your love to every grain of sand
Spread your love, lets spread our love together
Spread your love, I can feel it getting better
Spread your love, lets bring our hearts
Together
Spread your love, spread your love around
As you live one day at a time
Independence plays on your mind
To bring you experience
Human love is damn serious
Spread your love, lets spread our love together
Spread your love, I can feel it getting better
Spread your love, lets bring our hearts
Together
Spread your love, spread your love around
Someday the world will smile again
Someday all brothers will be friends
We will then truly understand
Inner light and universal plan
Until that time comes around
Ill be your friend through ups and downs
Spread your love around
Spread your love around
Spread your love around
Spread your love around
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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M.F. Husain Is No More
Maqbool Fida Husain,95, is no more.
A controversial Indian painter is no more.
He, a Muslim, pictured Hindu Gods in nude
And had to live in exile and die abroad.
M.F. Husain was a bare footed, fair,
Tall, handsome gentleman with a beard.
He is to painting as to poetry
Is Kamala Das, sexual in contents.
His infatuation with Madhuri Dixit,
A captivating actress, half his age,
Is a well known and well spread gossip and
He made a film to have her act in it.
He had thick friendship with Kamna Prasad,
A writer, who broke it, for his indifference.
His family and six children loved him,
His philandering nature notwithstanding.
M.F. Husain’s artistical onslaught
On the Hindus’ sentiments made him flee.
He died in London and was buried unsung.
If I were he, you’d call me a womanizer.
(09.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heavenly Mahanadee Vavroovahana Patra
She is the mother of Plants, animals and all creatures;
Providing cool water contents their desires.
Man produces electricity from water;
Creatures live peacefully deriving the love of Creator.
Through canals she provides water for cultivation;
Peasants smile with delight, enjoy the beauty of creation.
Producing paddy and vegetables live peacefully;
The family smile with prosperity, gaily.
The river is an Abode of Crematoriums;
People of all castes, creeds, colours burnt in the river bed of creation.
Flowers smile on the bank of river;
It contents all poets’ desire.
Shrines of Deities smile on both sides of rivers
The shrine attracts the devotees, contents their desire.
The river is a Paradise of Peace;
All people derive Deities’ Bliss.
Sun God blessth all devotees in morn;
Beauteous looks the Wintery dawn.
Devotees surrender on the feet of Mahadeva;
He is omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent, Sadasiva.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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No, I think that a person writes a poem because they have an inner urge of something that they want to express, and I think it's that inner urge that you want to express when you write a piece of music.
quote by Leo Ornstein
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Who Will Heal This Wound?
With all the carefulness I could muscle
I went for the rose, the red beautiful rose
Ouch! The thorn struck,
The sharp spike-like thorn struck
The heart pierced, spilled the contents
The wound has refused healing
The rose, the red beautiful rose, stares unseemly and unconcernedly
Who will gather the contents?
Who will heal this wound?
poem by Obed Akuma
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Gestalt....
is it the shape?
the shape of your face, your heart,
is it just the shape, of your body, the color of your hair,
the kinkiness of your eyes,
is it just the shape of the bowl that matters to you?
what about the contents of the
bowl, or if it is empty, what about the air that fills it somehow?
do you see it? no you don't, so
it is not just the shape, neither just the parts,
or the whole, there is something more in shapes and colors
and
even contents,
there is the will that bends everything
to mercy
there is the decision that convinces us all
to be one, this sympathy,
that empathy, that belief that i cannot live
without you,
that someone dies when someone leaves,
that life is better with us
in all these,
that there is life after our deaths,
there is this
unseen coming, this one that we want to
grasp yet
because we think we failed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Encounter in Poetry
We've met in poetry discussions
Within a professional ELT environment
Which gathered thousands of teachers
Eager to learn, updating contents.
Words of welcome and introductions
Opened the way to our thoughts
Which were spontaneously brought
Through streams of emotions.
Different posts had come to light...
Expressing our views on what we feel and write.
Lovely poems were enthusiastically posted
Some were simple others refined.
We did perceive some depth of thinking
Which fascinated us entirely
Depicting poetic stories so nicely
In a unique language of inner feelings!
(July 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Must
She writes as if there’s not much time.
She writes to pain, to happiness,
She writes to every remote detailed thought.
She writes to the departed,
to the extant,
to poverty,
to wealth.
She writes to mourn, and grief.
She writes to the wind, the rain,
forest, the desert, and mountains.
She writes to her pouring tears,
to her grateful moments,
She writes because really what she has is time.
She has no little ones to feed, or bathe,
nor a husband to make happy. To write is
to escape- to her. Time is not a problem, time
is just a killing system, she needs to kill in many words.
She writes as if there’s not much time.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Spread Your Love
R- ray ; a- anita
A: spread your love all over the world now / spread your love all over the world now / a: spread your love all over the world now / spread your love all over the world now
R: delieving in style yeah its me again / tell your boss and tell your friends / about me, cause they keeping you busy, totally wicked and totally busy / lets join hands, it aint to late / le
Eep on focus and concentrate / for the moon, stars, heaven up above / cause the r-a-y spreading of love
A: here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down and around and around yoll / here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down spreading our love around yoll
A: spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
R: come on! spread it, spread it / spread your love, spread your love
A: you gotta spread it / all over the world...!
R: Im all about love, l-o-v-e / life in 95 as you can see / make your hearts glow, feel the love flow / yo! Ive got the globe with the tempo / money cant buy you love that counts / its only
Real when your heart starts to bounce / for the moon, stars, heaven up above / cause the r-a-y spreading of love
A: love is the key, set yourself free / so wont you listen to me, when I say, when I say, that / love is the key, set yourself free / so wont you listen to me, when I say, when I say, that
A: spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
A: la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la
R: l-o-v-e, l-o-v-e
A: spread your love around
A: la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la
A
A: here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down and around and around yoll / here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down spreading our love around yoll / a: spread your love
Over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
A:la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la
Repeat and fade
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Duchess & The Proverbial Mind Spread
Burnin, I feel a burnin in my stomach,
I wanna know if Im a gonna make it.
If I dont just spread my ashes,
If I do just spread your mind.
Swimmin, I see myself a treadin water
I see no signs of any other people.
Theres a heron up above me
I lay back and spread my mind.
Duchess, she used to be a movie maker.
She used to like to watch the boys watch her.
And she saved enough money
To go to cal and spread her mind.
Billy, used to follow the dead with arnie
And they made a hundred thousand dollars.
But ended up in federal prison
Twenty years for spreading minds.
song performed by by Primus
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You're not there to spread any particular- if you're Bob Marley you're there to spread a message, but very few people can do that effectively without shoving opinions down someone's throat.
quote by Jon Fishman
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Spread All Over The World!
Guns and bullets have spread all over the wolrd,
Homosexuals and Lesbians have spread all over the world,
Bombs and nuclear weapons have spread all over the world,
Sickness and dealdly diseases have spread all over the world!
And many do not have clean water to drink even though,
There are many rivers all over the world;
So, are we behaving better as human beings with our increased knowledge or,
Being worse than ever before in the world we live in today?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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That is a lot of the reason I do what I do, to really spread the word and spread information and turn people onto different things they may not be, y'know, aware of. That is what Naked City is certainly about.
Spread A Little Sunshine
Winter is here
with snow around our knees
and Jack Frost nipping at our nose.
For a while
let us all forget our woes
and spread a little sunshine
with a smile
wherever we go.
Winter maybe gloomy
when the cold wind blows.
Let that not deter us,
but look on the brighter side.
Everything has one you know
and spread a little sunshine
with a smile
wherever we go.
7-8 December 2010
poem by David Harris
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Ocean of wisdom Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Vinapanee blessth to make wise;
Illiterates’ become wise with her bliss.
Appears in profound solitude;
Loves poets’ gratitude.
Mother is a Divine Deity;
Is the cause of Earth’s Beauty.
With her bliss poet’s name dazzles in passes of history;
She is a Broke of Delight.
With her bliss poets are immortal on Earth;
Her love is an Ocean of mirth.
Mother loves poets, singers, film stars;
With profound love she contents their desires.
Mother provides inspiration to live peacefully;
People being educated live delightfully.
Provides qualitative education;
Is the benevolent Deity of creation.
Mother eradicates illiteracy;
In all people plays waves of delight.
Poet’s surrender on the feet of Mother;
Contents poet’s desire.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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We are to introduce our people into the life of the Church, which is salvation, that they may grasp its meaning, its contents and purpose, to taste and see how good the Lord is.
quote by Arthur Middleton
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A bolt will have a nut to fit.
We write, with a certain readers in mind.
The targeted audience determines
The tone and the contents of the writing.
The standard of writing might differs.
If a bolt is unfit to a certain nut,
It doesn’t mean it’ll be fit to none.
A horse has a taker; so does an ass.
I have no right to brand yours as bad.
06.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spread Love (Monchielle)
Spread love in the whole world
You can just feel it within
Love just keeps on giving
Sow seeds of love everywhere
Praise God for all blessings
Spread love in the whole world
God gives us love for free
In hearts love brings a song
His love can give you peace
Love makes a heart grow strong
Spread love in the whole world
Obey God and seek Him first
His way is best for you
Love heals a heart that hurts
Feel and share His love too
Spread love in the whole world
Advocate love not war
In his love do the walk
Experience His love too
With love to people talk
September 9,2009
poem by Dorian Petersen Potter
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Table of Contents
Quick like a flash those reactions,
When a feeding on one's table of contents...
Is rumored to be shared with those less fortunate.
Those whose resources have provided the feast.
And that feast is threatened to become decreased,
By those who gorge themselves,
In an exclusive frenzied treat!
Quick like a flash those reactions,
When a feeding on one's table of contents...
Is said to be spent at someone else's expense.
Those depicted as pitiful creatures.
Those who others deceive and leech.
So a gathering of those to impose their selfishness...
To ensure their interests aren't deprived of nourishment.
Leaving leftovers for the hungery to fight over.
Although deny they discharge a disgraceful decadence.
A decadence they say,
From them did not originate or create to stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A good journalist is not the one that writes what people say, but the one that writes what he is supposed to write.
quote by Todor Zhivkov
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