Wish not beyond two generations
I’ve lived for long and am about to go.
My offspring must live well and die in peace.
Their offspring must help them as they did us.
Why is my wish not going beyond that?
13.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Trunk-Branch-Twig Relation
Affinity is a string that runs through
Parents-offspring- grand offspring with
The characteristic of no jealousy.
Siblings do not come in that category.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Vow Renewed!
Smiles, Smiles
Glittering eyes
Hearts yearning
Union, our vow, a bird sang.
The path so long
A path so meandering
Hare a trickster
Waiting to pounce is a vulture.
Naive offspring,
Calls-'daddy' and 'mummy'
Our vow, our eyes are locking
Dear, I love you, the offspring!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Death is a surprise.
Death is a piece of news
Shocking only the offspring.
To the rest it’s a surprise.
They visit from obligation
04.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who of us is mature enough for offspring before the offspring themselves arrive? The value of marriage is not that adults produce children but that children produce adults.
quote by Peter De Vries
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It's probably impossible to erase
He ran behind a goddess.
'Yes, you can become immune to my scent.'
She whispered.
He is not sure two or three years later in the campus,
He crammed and a goddess came behind him.
Her name is Phenomenon.
And he said; ' Yes, you can become immune to human fragrance
that never evaporates.'
*Longing to long lived Sri Lankan cricket team.(King Ravana's offspring)
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Dyed Deer
Dyed by the violence of hate
A quick swill of wine concerns my offspring,
Reject the totality of infinite space!
Not in the suddenness combats the face,
Its limbs badger the hasty life
From the evil shadows of the world.
Harass the enemy as you wish,
Keep them in cocoons of oldness and delight,
The very sudden pledge is frowned upon.
My tree of old health defends diseases of ours
That despise my offspring.
The wine of living commands my love
Like the liquors of old nature and healing.
May the hearts of deer revel according to the tongue
For the heaven in it.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Owing to this struggle for life, any variation, however slight and from whatever cause proceeding, if it be in any degree profitable to an individual of any species, in its infinitely complex relations to other organic beings and to external nature, will tend to the preservation of that individual, and will generally be inherited by its offspring. The offspring, also, will thus have a better chance of surviving, for, of the many individuals of any species which are periodically born, but a small number can survive. I have called this principle, by which each slight variation, if useful, is preserved, by the term of Natural Selection, in order to mark its relation to man's power of selection.
quote by Charles Darwin
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A Mother's Tears
A mother's tears flow at the birth of her child.
A mother's tears flow at the death of her child.
A mother's tears are a cloak of protection saturating her offspring, from the crown of their head continuously to the soles of their feet.
A mother's tears reach the highest mountain and go down in the lowest valley.
A mother's tears tell her offspring while they're on the mountain top, "I knew you could it."
A mother's tears flow down to the lowest valley; enabling her offspring to swim out of destruction to safety.
A mother's tears are like a music composition, each note and tear is waiting to hear and feel the crescendo.
Flirting With The Enemy
Flirting with the enemy will bring
destruction and shame --
Flirting with the enemy have only
earthly gain --
Flirting with the enemy covers
you in utter darkness --
Flirting with the enemy
keeps your heart (spirit) stained --
Flirting with the enemy will bring
a reproach to God's name.
poem by Sarah A. Bell
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Mums Are Heroes
Mums are heroes
on duty all day
and every day
the whole year through.
They cloak their offspring
with a forever love,
being there for them
without ever interfering
in everything they do.
Congratulating them
whenever they succeed,
holding their hand in comfort
whenever they feel that they have failed.
Mums are heroes
never shirking their duties
come sickness or winter snow
because without our mums
what would we do.
4 March 2011
poem by David Harris
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Total Control
Your getting dumb,
while I’m getting cold,
I’m getting younger,
while your getting old.
I cast my “CONTROL” spell on thee,
making your mind forget your reality,
making you blind so you can’t see,
that I have control of your kingdoms keys.
Yes, all the doorways are controlled by me,
YOUR offspring won’t inherit this monarchy.
for I will be top Queen
controlling this land of Royalty.
Written Jan.3rd 2011 by Chrisitna Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Seen By An Undisciplined Offspring
Stale, antiquated and rehashed.
Traditions strict.
And wished to be kept...
By those whose lives are lived by myths.
And hyped with unresisted propaganda.
But those days are fading quick!
Shown by those fed,
Such misfit misgivings of a nonexistence.
With expectations high and mighty...
Seen by an undisciplined offspring,
As too laughable to achieve or accomplish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Total Control
Your getting dumb,
while I’m getting cold,
I’m getting younger,
while your getting old.
I cast my “CONTROL” spell on thee,
making your mind forget your reality,
making you blind so you can’t see,
that I have control of your kingdoms keys.
Yes, all the doorways are controlled by me,
YOUR offspring won’t inherit this monarchy.
for I will be top Queen
controlling this land of Royalty.
Written Jan.3rd 2011 by Chrisitna Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Poisoned Succour
God created natural wells for all Africans
their insatiate thirst and hunger to assuage
but African leaders created poison to contaminate
the very wells that is meant to be their lifelines
man created politics that is very dirty in Africa
and poisoned the rich wells that is their succour
and the wells become the bane of the albatross
Oh! African, why kill your adornment on molehills
how long continue to suffer in the midst of plenty?
the offspring of the poison succour are huge
poverty, corruption, conflict, misappropriation
the offshoots of the offspring are many
Angola, Gabon, Nigeria, and Guinea and….
the new entrant is the coast that was full of gold
and now thinks can become the new African tiger
but remember, a tiger must not shout its tigertude
and pop not yet champagne bottles in your Osu castle
lest you tow the same dirty line of your predecessors
and turn your new found blessing into an ugly curse
poem by Dela Bobobee
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Let Us Live
We've lived our whole life in fear
Let us live one moment in peace
Let us live please...
Give me some light
Give me some warmth
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
I've hunched my back from my books weight
Bribe is something I've learned from my own dad
Either bring home 99% and get a game
Or a spank
Fitting in with the rest of the world
Burned away my whole childhood
My childhood is gone
Along with my youth
Now please let us live
One moment in peace
Please...
We've lived our whole life in fear
Let us live one moment in peace
Let us live please...
poem by Kiara Davar
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It is not the mother's will to have a bad offspring.
Library, a Teenager and the Sentry!
With the pile of books
She thinks
Next year
I won't be a teenager anymore
And after few years
My offspring would come here to read
That I am sure.
O the old sentry
Looks so wearied
And how long
He could stand
And watch the precious Library?
(For Marieta Maglas in gratitude!)
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Fear is the offspring of ignorance.
English proverbs
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The eggshell cannot be a mother of its resultant offspring.
To the ass, or the sow, their own offspring appears the fairest in creation.
Good laws are the offspring of bad actions.
quote by Charles Macklin
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