Beauty Cannot Be Tested
beauty cannot be tested
nor could be enhanced
it is born simple and genuine
no ramp does it demand
it just attracts like a blossom
it keeps one's thoughts hovering over it
it is no vulgarity but divine fragrance.
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Vulgar Virginity
Vulgarity should be
the main cosmetic
for the men of production
whether in field, factory
or any other creative arena
vulgarity should be first need
to combat the camouflaged sanctity
behind which the real blood-sucker
hiding their nails and teeth
to plant their own heels
vulgarity, the genuine force of defying
colourful masks to exhibit artificial reality
to attack the
nakedness in disguise of implemented sanity
civilization marching long to reach a dawn
full of light and fragrance of full-bloomed buds
but sadly nearing the dusk full of greed and garbage
full of bossing and enslaving by two-footed animals
their weapons are hungry to erase the creations
so dear your vulgar insanity become the bold blow
to crack the mirror where your last dropp of life
cultivate the real beauty which lies beneath
the spastic dilemma of cosmetised purity!
Pranab k c
13/10/2011
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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A Spring Garden
The blossoming of new life
A spring garden of beauty
To prepare you to embrace
The season with freshness,
To offer her benevolence
A smile of love and vigor
The beauty of flowers budding
Bees and butterflies rejoicing
Spreading fragrance of spring
To awaken you in her blossom
To begin a new day's chore
To offer your due diligence
To receive her gift of loyalty
To bask in spring’s newness
To immerse in her novelty
To enjoy the season as it unfolds
To soak up in her divine beauty
Wrapped in evening splendor!
poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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Flowers, Beautiful Flowers
Life is that precious and divine,
Souls journey as per schedule,
Visit places and people,
smile and laugh,
Weep and cry together,
Come alone and go alone,
Nothing brought, nothing taken!
Just it is like flower,
Blossom and spread its fragrance,
Put a signature on several hearts,
Gone flower, never come,
Memory of its beauty,
Aura remains all the time everywhere
In hearts of those who had seen it!
People too are like flowers,
That flowers in the garden of divine,
Some are beautiful,
Some by their wisdom and knowledge,
Some with deeds and virtues,
Flowers, beautiful flowers of God's Garden!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Flower of Sky.
Flower of sky blossom
in deepest darkness of sky
it can never blossom during day
because it has fear
all petals may burn in hot sun
Who has seen the flower of sky
perhaps none
because it blossom
in deepest darkness of sky
When it blossom
its fragrance spreads throughout the sky
so all stars come out
to enjoy thee fragrance
Sorrows of life
is like flower of sky
it always come during bad days
then so many stars appear
to impart the sorrows of life
then we can realise
the mystic flavor of life
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Thoughts On A Fallen ' Paarijaatham ' Flower.
thoughts on a fallen 'paarijaatham ' flower.
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i was wading through my vague thoughts
as i walked along the roadside-
i came to senses with a sudden start-
o god! i was about to tread on a small flower
full of grace and simple beauty with a mild fragrance-
it is considered a holy flower;
it is 'paarijaatham' or ' pavazhamalli '
with one 'cm' orange stalk
and six perfectly merging white petals-
there always seems to be a swirl frozen on its petals
resembling the wheel-like weapon of gods-
memories of bygone years visit crowding me
whereupon we, brothers, rushed to gardens and groves
to gather these lovely flowers
with the greediest arms encircling in whirls
to corner these gems outwitting other valiant competitors
as they lay spread like mats on the ground
while rained in blossom-showers over our heads-
we also had gentlemen agreements among boys
not to invade the territories of others not so clearly marked out-
and to offer duty bound to our father
for his daily morning worship-
yes those were the cheerful days
as if on an expedition in the cool dawn hours
waiting impatiently for the 'keyman ' to unlock the premises-
why this flower blossom stealthily at night
with none to enjoy its fragrance and beauty?
why its life is so short-lived?
why even the whisper of a gentle breeze knocks it down?
o tree! are you so heartless to disown your kids
like some soulless mothers of their illicit infants?
or do the stars order that these star-children
also to depart at the invent of the dawn?
o tiny flower! ever you kindle sweet memories
of our joyful association from ages past-
blessed i am, o charming friend,
i have ever my rebirth as a child at your sight!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Just Emergence
Look at their just emergence
It awaits mere beautiful chance
To come up in world at once
With bright sun rays on flower's face
If you dream about its beauty
You can at once know the power of almighty
It ahs put all such elegance in its show
You can forget whole world when it grows
Such is fragrance and its outer appearance
It attracts eyes and makes magnetic influence
It has with all kinds of flowers in the garden
It is over all show and as if blessed from heaven
We are noticing only beauty and its full blossom
But never think of protecting or granting any freedom
The new born baby child meets same fate
No thought for how many might have been crushed of late
Flowers and babies have same fear over their future
Some may come up and some may vanish for sure
They are done away with termination before birth
A step never thought over even by almighty
Can we not give a second thought for a while?
Allow them to come in this world in their style
Excel with their elegance and make us to smile
Let us not make way for their exit and file
It has right to come up in a manner
And in a way so natural even in summer
Flowers need our protection to groom with care
So no one thinks to molest, pick or dare
The world is shrinking fast
The ladies are discriminated and may not evenly last
They need stern hand against and proper care
They have enormous potential to come up anywhere
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty attracts us men; but if, like an armed magnet it is pointed, beside, with gold and silver, it attracts with tenfold power.
I Be Or Don't Be (A Song)
I be or don’t be
Would be spreading whiff
As a blossom, As a bud
In the orchard of love
I be or don‘t be
Whatever the weather
I always will be there
To keep the orchard fresh
And in colour of desire
Will be watering it ever
As a blossom as a bud
The orchard of love
I be or don’t be
I will unfurl my shirt
And sway in the breeze
Will glow like flower
On the blossom trees
Would spread fragrance
As a blossom as a bud
In the garden of love
I be or don’t be
When I won’t be there
Her eyes with tears
Would be finding me
She would stop in reverie
Where I will meet her
As a blossom, as a bud
In the orchard of love
I be or don’t be
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Beauty In You Boils Like Wine Yet You Are So Divine
You are eternal so is love
Everything is for change but not beauty of my love..
Beauty in you is admired by all
Here i'm as adorable not for all..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is you that's true
Honey.. it's true mirror never lies you..
I never lie but can lie for you and
For your happiness can die for you..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is sacred so are you
Beauty is priceless so in you
You are precious but not for the world
Can bet anything to make you my world
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beautiful is you not my life
Your beauty is immortal not my eyes
Oh Mine...
Your beauty is the way to heaven
Show me way to your heart which is next to seven..
Take me the way i am and
make me the way you want..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
You are my love worth to die for
You are my freedom worth to fight for..
I made my guts to compromise
Beauty in you is worth a sacrifice..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
My words can sail but are not for sale
Can sacrifice in love to make you my fairy tale..
This song of mine is only for you my sunshine
I can sing this song specially for you my divine..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
I've signed your name on each dropp of my sweat and
Will dream of you till the last day of my breath..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine..
poem by Dr Vinay Sirigere
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Sonnet iv: Rose
My first rose
My first real rose
My brunette shinning armor
With a fragrance of petal so sublime
That brings earth's lust to tremor
Her love she renders and behest no dime
Leaving the world to wonder at her stunning pose
My adulations knows no bound
A million words have I still
Locked in the air yet to be found
My rose is genuine b'cause hers is auburn
Again and again have I a gaze to steal
And a petty thief she's made of me
Since two decades ago when a beauty was born
poem by Folayemi Akande
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Faith Proves
Faith proves complex when tested
Sweet when manifested
Faith fills needs to break through
Tested it seemly sinks to depths blue
Faith is a glowing light in a dark tunnel
Faith tested is a dead ending channel
Faith is a destined escape
Faith tested loses all form and shape
Faith is the cry to all battles
Yet tested falls about in loose shambles
Faith is wholesome and complete
Yet tested it feels so much like defeat
Faith moves mountains
Faith tested seems like bondage constrains
Faith is a well planted seed
Yet tested the feeling is hopeless indeed
poem by Wes Mbanje
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Everything Speaks
Does the flower know they have to fade?
Blossom and fragrance is not matter of trade
Does the earth know she will be hurt by spade?
To smooth the soil with powerful fertility and grade
Dews to disappear with arrival of first sun ray
Do they not have choice and simple say?
Beauty lies not to think what it may?
What one delivers with obedience and pray
Selfless service and devotion is not how to acknowledge
Neither one owes nor takes it as pledge
Comes as noble thought to die and excel
Fragrance to smell and magic to spell
We may walk casually with blind eyes
Not even notice sound of flies
May come to sense if honey bee bites
May fall into ditch if …………..
God created beautiful world to live in
Nice thoughts and behavior to weave in
To be loved and offer love to all
Start a day with good smile and fresh call
I may suffer and loose the reputation
Will not get appreciation while on deputation
Life on earth is merely HIS extension
Why then live worries and tension?
Everything around speak and reveal sacrifice
Only action and words may not suffice
What have we to do to uphold the tradition?
Offer the love and not hate as condition
Nature is so kind and we feel proud
Action speaks with sound so loud
Can’t we learn or observe simple message
Life is to lead with smooth love and passage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Some One
Love someone when it is on both sides
Ascertain it is not narrow but wide
See that it finds equal response and care
Otherwise it lands you no where
I proclaim that I am in love
I think peacefully when believe
With unmindful of her presence
To seek with love's essence
Daily I visit the near by garden
Witness flower and their emergence all of sudden
They are fresh and brightened by rays
As if to compel some one not to go away
Certainly it is not rose
But ordinary I suppose
It attracts me from inner depth
I am mesmerized and suddenly swept
Look at this lonely but beautiful flower
Come up after divine spray of shower
Neither has it special feature
Nor has been as unique creature
It has some relevance
It has attracted me at once
I am fascinated and drawn
Now find it difficult be withdrawn
It is definitely urging and appealing
All doubts, that has been, are repealing
I go after that fragrance and sink
Eyes refuse to cooperate and wink
All flowers are at their peak
When spread open to speak
They can make you to understand
Accept me as a universal friend
I am blown by outer elegance
Not only by simple show but fragrance
That has made me to think constantly
I shall go with her completely
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty at scrutiny
Beauty is born of novelty
And dies of banality
Beauty is born of rarity
And dies of disuse.
Beauty is born of formidability
And dies off familiarity.
Beauty is born of forbidden ness
And dies of togetherness.
Beauty is born in conquest
And dies of another conquest.
In net, beauty is born in one’s arrival
And dies in one’s overstaying.
A thing of a fresh one is a joy for ever.
03.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Prairie-Grass Dividing
THE prairie-grass dividing--its special odor breathing,
I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,
Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,
Demand the blades to rise of words, acts, beings,
Those of the open atmosphere, coarse, sunlit, fresh, nutritious,
Those that go their own gait, erect, stepping with freedom and
command--leading, not following,
Those with a never-quell'd audacity--those with sweet and lusty
flesh, clear of taint,
Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and Governors,
as to say, Who are you?
Those of earth-born passion, simple, never-constrain'd, never
obedient,
Those of inland America. 10
poem by Walt Whitman
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Adonis
Tormented
By one's reflection
On the placid waters of spring
As thoughts blossom in the naïve psyche
Of beauty's empowerment
As the sins of Narcissus
Cross the mythological barrier
To smear the humility of my creation
As the humble child in me flees
To capture the apical purity of Adonis
To succumb to the myth of idyllic beauty
To submerge in reveries of sight's miscreation
To worship contours and silhouettes of divine clay
Yet the clatter of a pebble on serene waters
Metamorphoses the promise of youth
To the reverberating wrinkles of age's procreation
As Methuselah emerges to remind the eloping heart
Of the mortality of physical beauty
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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F R A G R A N C E
F R A G R A N C E
Vavroovahana Patra.
Fragrance of jasmines provides devotion;
Beauteous is God’s lovely creation.
Fragrance of agarvati inspires all daily;
Surrendering on the Lotus feet function duty gaily.
Fragrance of Lotus is delighting;
The beautiful shrine is attracting.
Mother Mahalaxmi blesses poets in morn;
Beauteous looks the lovely dawn.
Fragrance of Mahalaxmi’s shrine enhances devotion;
Beauteous is Maa’s mysterious creation.
Mother makes poor poets wealthy;
With her desire poets remain healthy.
Fragrance of ‘rajanigandha’ enhances love affection;
Beauteous looks entire creations.
Poets enjoy the beauty silently;
Soul drinks the nectar of peace delightfully.
Fragrance of Deities takes mind to the world of peace;
Surrendering on Narayana’s lotus feet derive divine bliss.
Blessings of Gods and Goddesses makes poets popular on Earth;
Praying morn, eve, day, night derive peace, mirth.
Fragrance of Kalia’s temple provides peace;
Surrendering on the lotus feet derive bliss.
Fragrance of spiritual shrines takes mind to the world of peace,
Praying Jagannath derive divine bliss.
Fragrance of flowers on shrines enhances devotional energy;
Devotees’ path of journey becomes flowery.
Derive profound perennial peace;
Praying Neelamadhava derive divine bliss.
Offering fragrant flowers derive divine bliss;
Surrendering whole heatedly derive divine wish.
Prayer provides profound peace;
Praying derive heavenly bliss.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Tests of Faith
Your God is one of them who likes to be called One,
Afterwards He proclaims that you were tested on it.
I explore the success of the day and find faith in God,
As much as the seeds and spores are still alive.
You would like being tested in a room with others,
An exam is preferred and not you with that fate
Is the Hell or Heaven from it.
Why?
It is simple my friend: your test is One!
poem by Naveed Akram
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People need to be peppered or even outraged occasionally. Our national comedy and drama is packed with earthy familiarity and honest vulgarity. Clean vulgarity can be very shocking and that, in my view, gives greater involvement.
quote by Kenneth Williams
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There is never vulgarity in a whole truth, however commonplace. It may be unimportant or painful. It cannot be vulgar. Vulgarity is only in concealment of truth, or in affectation.
quote by John Ruskin
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