Krishna Learns To Walk
Kanha walks
Two steps at a time,
Yasoda's desires see
Fulfilment sublime.
'Runuk jhunk' sing His anklets,
A sound
So pleasing to the mind.
He sits,
But then is up immediately,
A sight difficult to describe.
All the ladies of Braj tire
Of seeing such beauty divine.
poem by Sant Surdas
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Krishna's Meal
Kanha eats in Yasoda's lap.
some he eats, some he drops,
as the ladies of Nandgaon watch,
some he eats and some he puts
in Nanda's mouth,
this joy is beyound recount.
some he eats, some gives to gopas,
butter in his hands, curd in doniyas.
The joy of Yasoda
the three worlds cannot account.
the meal is over, Kanha washes,
for Sur the left-overs count.
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Krishna In The Cradle
Yasoda lulling Hari to sleep,
Shaking the cradle, cuddling and fondling,
Singing to Him a song.
My darling is sleepy
Why doesn't sleep come along?
Come sleep, come quickly
Kanha for you does long.
Sometimes He closes His eyes
Sometimes His lips are aflutter.
Thinking He has fallen asleep
Yasoda stops her singing.
Awake still, He's up suddenly
Enjoying Yasoda's song.
Such joy as Yasoda feels
Is unattainable to the gods.
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Krishna Complains About His Older Brother
O mother mine, Dau (Balram)forever teases me.
you never gave birth to me,
and I was bought in the market.
this is what he tells me
o mother mihne, Dau forever teases me.
fed up of his teasing ways,
I don't go out to play.
who is your mother?
and who is your father?
again and again he says.
Yasoda's fair, so also Nanda,
how come you're so dark?
Dau provokes, the gopas laugh,
and all have such a lark.
me, mother, you want to beat,
but Dau you never even scold,
seeing the anger on Mohan's face
Yasoda's joy was untold,
listen Kanha, Balbhadra is naughty,
wicked from his birth,
you're my son, and I your mother,
I swear by mother cows worth!
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Krishna Crawling
Chuckling, Kanha came crawling,
Trying to catch His reflection
In the bejewelled courtyard of Nanda.
One moment He would stare at His shadow
Then move His hands to hold it
Chuckling in delight, two teeth showing
Again and again He would try.
Calling Nanda to come and see
Yasoda watched in joy
Then covering Sur's Lord with her aanchal
She began to feed her boy.
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Thin Line
I thought the time was passed when I could
Find beauty in a birds
I set the stage and the scenery
Rehearsing every word
Yeah but when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
All right
With my confidence on fire
I set to fixin up my roles
My separation of desires
Just left me deeper down in the hole
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Yeah and when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
Its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Now Im tryin to get back
To what I know that I should be
Hoping to God that I was just
A temporary absentee
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
Its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Somebody else oh yeah
Oh yeah
All right
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Sonnet IV. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,
These will in throngs before my mind intrude:
But no confusion, no disturbance rude
Do they occasion; 'tis a pleasing chime.
So the unnumbered sounds that evening store;
The songs of birds—the whispering of the leaves—
The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves
With solemn sound,—and thousand others more,
That distance of recognizance bereaves,
Makes pleasing music, and not wild uproar.
poem by John Keats
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How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,
These will in throngs before my mind intrude:
But no confusion, no disturbance rude
Do they occasion; 'tis a pleasing chime.
So the unnumbered sounds that evening store;
The songs of birds—the whispering of the leaves—
The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves
With solemn sound,—and thousand others more,
That distance of recognizance bereaves,
Makes pleasing music, and not wild uproar.
poem by John Keats
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Hymn 23
The sight of God and Christ in heaven.
Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove,
Stoop down and take us on thy wings,
And mount and bear us far above
The reach of these inferior things:
Beyond, beyond this lower sky,
Up where eternal ages roll;
Where solid pleasures never die,
And fruits immortal feast the soul.
O for a sight, a pleasing sight
Of our Almighty Father's throne!
There sits our Savior crowned with light,
Clothed in a body like our own.
Adoring saints around him stand,
And thrones and powers before him fall;
The God shines gracious through the man,
And sheds sweet glories on them all.
O what amazing joys they feel
While to their golden harps they sing,
And sit on every heav'nly hill,
And spread the triumphs of their King!
When shall the day, dear Lord, appear,
That I shall mount to dwell above,
And stand and bow amongst them there,
And view thy face, and sing, and love?
poem by Isaac Watts
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Krishna Learning To Walk
Hands stretched out hesitantly,
A foot on the ground unstably,
Yasoda, teaching the Lord to walk.
Sometimes watching His adorable face
Storing away the joy in her heart,
Sometimes praising the family deity:
Give long life to her Kanhaiya.
Sometimes calling to Bal
Two to play in her courtyard.
Surdas see the Lords leela
The lustre of bliss of Nandraiya (Yasoda).
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A desire arises in the mind. It is satisfied immediately another comes. In the interval which separates two desires a perfect calm reigns in the mind. It is at this moment freed from all thought, love or hate.
quote by Swami Sivananda
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Out Of Sight
I dont wanna hear you talk
And I dont wanna go for walks
But I just wanna lay you flat
Well you think youre so good at that
Ive got no time for your sad eyes
I dont care if you say good-bye
I dont really think that I want
Anything to do with your
Out of sight
Out of mind
The radio continues round me
Blending faces glaring at me
How was I to telephone
Crawl away to end it all
Spiral staircase leads to nowhere
I an take you somewhere (who cares)
Dee-dees crazy as a model
Id break your heart if Id got time
Out of sight
Out of mind
I hate you all I hate you all
Youre breaking down my message wall
Out of sight
Out of mind
(the two last verses are missing in the cd booklet.)
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Landscapes Of Our Desires
In the landscape of our desires,
it is the pinnacles
we seek to reach.
The burning passions
of love and lust
born only onto man.
The heights of heaven,
the unreachable thrown
upon which sits our maker.
The gusto’s of infinity
beyond where no one goes
in the landscapes of our desires
we are captives of our mind
serving out a sentence
of which others left behind.
The pregnant flame of youth
where all are born again
standing near the pinnacles
in the landscapes of our desires.
15 - 16 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Birds Who Sing The Same Song
Once upon the hunter's lifetime
He entered the forest with his hound
As he waited for animal senses,
He heard the same sound
The sound came from above
It was the sound of birds
Though they were very different,
They had similar words
The birds were of two colors
They were either brown or green
They sang on top of their voices
The song of a queen
First, the hunter watched them sing
He did not understand the words
He set a trap on the tree
And caught some green birds
He brought them home
Thinking he has caught something good
After preparing the meal,
He realizes their meat is not right for food
Again, he watched them sing
He did not understand the words
He set a trap on the tree
And caught brown birds
He brought them home
Thinking the browns would not taste the same
After preparing the meal,
He realizes the meat was worse in the bowl of shame
He now understood the words
And watches them as they sing
The same song, one meaning
A song to get trapped in a ring
The birds sing the same song
A song of the soul
They sing in a competition
They compete for a common goal
They look attractive on the tree
They sing the same song
Understanding their words is the key
They sing the same song
They sound very kind
They sing the same song
They have a motive in mind
They sing the same song
They sing and fly from the leaves to the stem
But the hunter desires none of them
The hunter would now find other creatures
With the best of all features
Because the birds sing the same song
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I Don't Know
What's pleasing to the eye
In the delusion of my sight
Is not what I find when I reach into the light
I have lost my mind
I'm walking through time
Deluded as the next guy
Pretending and hoping to find
That distant peace of mind
I don't know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go
It's not so simple as I try to wish
But then again what is?
There is no other worthy quest
So on I go
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Love at first sight
Wasted the time
In choosing the impossible
Among the figments of imaginations
The most capable
My super hero
Mind said right
First time first sight
The soul felt
Dykes broke
All the doors opened
All the roads met
The rivers flowed
Hope danced on the floor
The breath stopped
My super hero
Fist time said hello
Ears melted immediately
With the melodious song
The heart took a loud bang
First time first sight
Responded with a hello
To my super hero
poem by Abdul Wahab
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I Dont Know
Whats pleasing to the eye
In the delusion of my sight
Is not what I find when I reach into the light
I have lost my mind
Im walking through time
Deluded as the next guy
Pretending and hoping to find
That distant peace of mind
I dont know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go
Its not so simple as I try to wish
But then again what is?
There is no other worthy quest
So on I go
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Paint Me Blue
Oh yeah....oh yeah
Not a never from me well...it beats watching you
My baby saw some happy people yesterday, that I never knew
Never too much violence every time we had a war
You belong shirt and now the skins and
Well were flying through the door
These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what weve only thought, cause
Chorus:
I need understanding
Just a pack or two
Help me with my troubles
And what to deuce
And I dont feel no aging
There aint nothin new
Yeah well drive me in the ocean and paint me blue
Dont have a worry, I dont have a care
I dont have a sound piece of mind, but I managed to dare
I dont like my neighbors, well there just not my kind
I think it might be home for the wells? and I really dont mind
These are the golden years
Well I think its time we catch them in
We sit in our rocking chairs and
We talk about the good old days, cause
(chorus)
These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what weve only thought, cause
(chorus)
Baby wont you paint me, wont ya paint me blue (repeat 4 xs)
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A desire arises in the mind. It is satisfied immediately another comes. In the interval which separates two desires a perfect calm reigns in the mind. It is at this moment freed from all thought, love or hate. Complete peace equally reigns between two mental waves.
An Observation
this maybe something
paranoid
i just feel that the rest of those
who are there
inside the small circle
closely knitted among themselves
like some design
of a crocheted set of flowers
simply want us
or me
to be like themselves
on a code
of exclusivity or uniformity
i don't like it,
my voice speaks
my fingers hide inside
the pocket of my pants
my conscience sits like
a king
in the throne of my brain
my eyes like a lighthouse
in the middle of darkness
searches
only for my own
lost soul
let me be then
just be myself
unstyled to yours
unkempt like
hair blown
by the monsoon
winds
they say
i am wild and i must have
come
from untamed Siberia
oh!
i do not really mind
i sound like a barbar
i sing like a gypsy
i dance the ethnic
steps
of the nomad
and there is no
land titled
for me
oh!
do not worry
i get used to all these
purposelessly
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Life Long Romantic Libido!
Has anyone overcome romantic libido?
All living beings indulge in libido for fun;
It’s a game of lust lasting till the end!
Attraction and repulsion are common
For all in air, water and on land of Nature.
Pleasure is the object of mind, heart and soul
To get joy, peace and satisfaction for fulfilment!
The attraction blossoming into love is mysterious
Between lovers at first sight itself in the world
And romantic affair continues non-stop till fulfilment!
This is natural for all living beings on the Earth;
The natural programme for perpetuation of species
From the smallest ions to biggest animals and men
Is the same however rational or controlled each one is!
poem by Ramesh T A
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