Hyperbole
Like a melodramatic tsunami-
You self destruct our: 'To Be'-
Your harbor-wave of monumental catastrophe-
Washes away, the only remnant of me.
I was the shore of your discontent-
My alibaster sands were never to become a pearl-
You were the rage inside the eye of the storm-
An Earthquake of The World...
Disasters take our breath away-
Floods of grand intensity-
Come whirling and roaring over and over-
Stripping the very essence of me.
Bays and inlets of our cacophony remain-
Dissonance reverberates over our disaster-
While you continue to wear your diadem-
Unmoved, you remain, a diva-male dischord master...
poem by Theodora Onken
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A legend and Diva, Whitney Houston
A legend and Diva, Whitney Houston
(Ode to Singer Whitney Houston)
Dedicating this poem
To you, Whitney
We all love your songs.
You're really a diva
Let your songs remain
In our mind and remain
Evergreen through time.
On February eleven,
Twenty twelve
You left us too early,
We never tire enough
Of all your songs.
You inspire us
With your lovely songs
And your beautiful voice.
Your songs
enrich our life,
motivate us,
make us happy.
We'll remember you
In all your songs
Let the world listens your songs
Always and forever.
Goodbye, Whitney,
A legend and diva,
May your soul be blessed by God
May you rest in Peace and in Joy,
May your songs be heard here and
In heaven.
Leaving a legacy behind
For all to hear and enjoy
Farewell to you, Whitney Houston,
We miss you,
Love you and
All your songs.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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For Pedro
it has
already been
forgotten
17 years
is too long
all the
marks of
the sands
have already
been
erased by
the sea
and wind
you think
that every
pebble is now
in its place
and that
the shore is
now ready
for a new
beginning
indeed it is
so
but who can forget
the salt
in the water
if forgiven
let it be so
but the broken
shells
remain to be so
their songs remain
sad
but no longer
vengeful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fight Back, “The Land Of The Rising Sun”
A combined attack of a major earthquake and tsunami – for any other country it would have been a major blow
But the country in question is Japan, which is known for not letting any disaster make its morale low.
“The Land Of The Rising Sun”, Japan managed to stand up from the shambles of Hiroshima bombing
It is a strong-willed nation, for which fighting back a disaster with grit is not a new thing.
History bears the proof of the determination and courage that the Japanese community personifies
And there is hardly any doubt that the great country will overcome the present disaster with aplomb and ease.
The entire world’s sympathy, love and wishes are with you - our beloved Japanese friends, brothers and sisters
Fight back with your natural courage, by displaying for the umpteenth time the indomitable spirit of the Japanese mass.
Your ancestors faced Hiroshima bombing, and constructed a new Japan from the rubble of that devastation
Repeat that valour of your ancestors, and prove once again the resilience and buoyancy of your great nation.
(I wrote this poem on 14th March 2011 following the devastating Tsunami and earthquake in Japan that shook the world) .
A matter for no shyness
No one has escaped it so far
The distinct possibility is very far
There is no ban or bar
Cowards may face it in war
It will not take them away
They will be confused on the way
Who else can come to their rescue?
They have lost everything which was due
Nothing can be proved as such
You can do nothing or much
It may prove as disaster
He will become slave and not master
Guilt is inbuilt
Not to go in it
It may remain there
You can go no where
It will bother
Affect no other
Eat you up from within
Let it remain in
Don’t allow it to surface
No to shame on face
It is not the race
It shouldn't be hidden in any case
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Open The Flood Gates
When water floods your own gates, what do you do?
We are no better, and even less prepared.
Caught in our own snare.
Yet we try to help.
Like we really know what were talking about.
An arrogant master of disasters
Ha ha, don't make me laugh.
We are mere pawns in the mountains of things we don't have the know how for.
A second nuclear disaster, is like opening Pandora's door.
You are all free
Demons reek havoc on this foolish society.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Fathomless
Beaches covered with sands of time--
Coast lines edges in scalloped design-
Lighthouse beams shine at whats left behind...
While the seas ebb and flow leave nothing to find;
Just ragged soaked memory echos--
In the shells i put to my ears...
Just oysters minus the pearls of wisdom...
My body 'tis drenched from crying my tears;
With no comforting harbor even in view...
With no loving lagoon harboring youl...
With no alibaster sands-all brand new--
Even with our love once deep as the blue;
Yes, the beaches are covered in sands of time--
Much like an hour-glasss but with a chime--
Ringing the bells for the season of the reason to rhyme...
For loosing you 'tis a fathomless crime;
On to distant and greener shores you are?
And i will never understand the reason- or the why...
Sitting here in the sandy granules of an empty beach--
Remembering you-i again begin to cry;
June 12,2010
The Essence
poem by Theodora Onken
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Tsunami and after
Why blame tsunami and disaster?
Can we feel only pity or bust in laughter?
We are worried only for damage and effect and not for actual cause
We have become so selfish and close the eyes with pause
We have remained mute to human slaughter
We have killed the nature and she has lost original color
No where it can be felt with its original form and shine
We have done immense damage to cause floods and famine
Almost big creatures in sea have become distinct
We are mercilessly killed without obeying instinct
God and nature help only those who fall in realistic line
Do everything that is in order and nothing push to sidelines
We witnessed greatest tragedy in mankind history
It caused lots of furor and with immense losses and worry
The nuclear disaster was witness with naked eye
No one can think of on similar lines and try
The danger is again looming large
How many more may have to perish, flee or remain at large
We have yet no clue how to cope with this man made folly
Let people not admit openly but we have to share it wholly
Let us exist with nature side by side
We can not neglect some of the facts and put aside
It is our survival and existence that is at stake
It is high time for us now to open eyes and remain awake
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Crazy Jane On God
That lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Banners choke the sky;
Men-at-arms tread;
Armoured horses neigh
In the narrow pass:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
I had wild jack for a lover;
Though like a road
That men pass over
My body makes no moan
But sings on:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Before their eyes a house
That from childhood stood
Uninhabited, ruinous,
Suddenly lit up
From door to top:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Oh, that lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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There Are Those Who Irritate
in the same manner
there are those who are not irritated
they know how to maintain
poise
despite the storm
to be sensible despite
the plagiarism
they become more of themselves
as others
go beyond their nature
they are silent when you speak
they remain silent
even if you are silent too
oh, they are just themselves
despite the
volcanic eruptions
oh, they remain calm
even if
all are screaming
running
even if the world is dead
they remain
growing like moss
like lichens
like cockroaches like flies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Roaring higher
My fire in heart is aggressive
Keeps burring all time
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can destruct the jealous world
Till it end fortunate and convenient
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can create the ability
To create the gentle heart with success
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
My fire can be the spirit
To light up the heart in the darkness
Roaring higher! Roaring higher!
poem by Swetha Reddy
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Banda Aceh 2012 Spectral Earthquake Haunts
Banda Aceh Indonesia
massive 8.6-magnitude
earthquake 2012 April 11
caused no reports of casualties
no damage significant
from initial nightmare quake
from 8.2 strong aftershock
nearly three hours later
which sparked new waves
of panic triggered renewed
tsunami fears across Indian
Ocean sending scared people
in coastal cities fright fleeing
to sanctuary high ground
spectral quake struck about
434 kilometers (270 miles)
southwest of Banda Aceh
capital of Indonesia's Aceh
province at sea deep depth
of 23 kilometers (14 miles)
spectral fear tsunami repeat
Indonesia's government
responded by issuing
new tsunami warning
Banda Aceh was devastated
by tsunami earthquake
in 2004 which prelude shook
buildings for several minutes
people poured into streets
Aceh residents fled their homes
people were crying panicking
nightmare 2004 tsunami reliving
which caused giant 9.1-magnitude
earthquake wave killed an estimated
275,950 people in a dozen countries
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Inside 'This' Storm
Inside 'this' storm...
An unyielding brings,
A turbulence with no defense.
Intensifies a tension,
Felt and seen.
And incenses without forgiveness.
Inside 'this' storm...
Held onto much too long,
A twisting to squeeze embittered emotions.
Seduces,
Those that continue to go on and on...
With no pending ending that settles a win.
No matter who takes offense!
Or heats one to invent.
What is it no one confesses?
Inside this storm.
What is it that comes to manifest this?
Inside 'this' storm.
Who allowed the thunderclouds,
To advance with voices loud with roaring claps.
When it was so clear at dawn...
A new day had promised all confusion gone!
Not to entrap with the biting of backs.
What is it no one confesses?
Inside this storm.
What is it that comes to manifest this?
Inside 'this' storm.
And who allowed the thunderclouds,
To advance with voices loud with roaring claps.
Who infested this with disturbing preciousness?
When it was so clear at dawn...
A new day had promised all confusion gone!
Inside 'this' storm...
An unyielding brings,
A turbulence with no defense.
Intensifies a tension,
Felt and seen.
And incenses without forgiveness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No hidden agenda
There is no hidden agenda
It is pure feeling not expressed in verses or stanzas
I long for universal happiness and prosperity
I always bow down and pray to almighty
I know for sure that many lead undignified life
This is not helping them to cut the edge of knife
It pushes them towards brink of disaster
They were never made to feel as their own master
Life seems so hollow and unworthy
It is full of pain and apathy
No end seems to be in sight
For them nothing wrong or right
On the other side many suffer because of plentiful
They are on top and very much successful
Still they remain inactive and prefer isolation
For them life is something with no relation
The humanity and kindness has got no meaning
Such ideology or thoughts are definitely weakening
Our foundation and dignified way of living’
So many people are desperately diving
The deep sea is only their refuge
The society derecognizes them and refuses’
Their existence as fellow human being
Though we are all actors in ring
It is really a blessings that has been showered
We have definite ideology and strongly powered
It has all the answers for rushing to the needy
So many remain indoors and watch it as greedy
It does not help them either
The storm may not remain same and wither
Tomorrow may not be identical or same
We should not later on curse or blame
Let us be sympathetic and considerate
Not to side with evil doers and collaborate
As it is doomed to fail and bring disaster
We should move carefully and faster
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Floods And Disasters
floods...floods...floods
nature made disasters
and man made disasters
circle the mankind
alll over the world
and warlords accept
the NOBEL PRIZE without shame
signing the war budget with fame
hurricaines...hurricaines...hurricainesalll over the world
what is this
on the sacrifice feast eve
are we sin ful
in turkey and in Phlipinnes
forgive us the ALMIGHTY
forgive all the manhood and the muslims
graves...graves..graves
all over the countries
what is this
candles...candles...candles
flowers... flowers...flowers
on the graves
and the children
innocent children playing on them
and talking with the dead
death and life
side by side
peace and war
side by side
after disasters
man made or nature made
some live in heaven
some live on earth
after disasters
life goes on
turning on and on
no change
some take the nobel prize without shame
disasters swept away
all my feelings
are we living or dying
not knowing
not knowing
poem by Metin Sahin
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The Earth Shook And The Sea Roared
It reached 8.9 on the Richter scale
and the hearts of men began to fail.
They predicted a huge Tsunami
a great tidal wave rising from the sea.
As the gruesome images were displayed
all across the world many people prayed
and for hours waited with baited breath
for the great onslaught that would lead to death.
Watching and waiting for the wave to break
leaving mass destruction in its wake
it moved on to where Matthew was based
a small island that in its path was placed.
We stood in awe and waited as we prayed
hoping God's great mercy would be displayed.
Then He caused the Tsunami to subside
for many thousands more would have died.
The earth may shake and mighty waves roar
but He that inhabits the heavens saw
the earthquake that began in Japan
and reached down to help the plight of man.
Praise God for His favour and His grace
so freely bestowed upon the human race.
Praise Him for His great salvation
lavished on every tribe and nation.
Milton
I pace the sounding sea-beach and behold
How the voluminous billows roll and run,
Upheaving and subsiding, while the sun
Shines through their sheeted emerald far unrolled,
And the ninth wave, slow gathering fold by fold
All its loose-flowing garments into one,
Plunges upon the shore, and floods the dun
Pale reach of sands, and changes them to gold.
So in majestic cadence rise and fall
The mighty undulations of thy song,
O sightless bard, England's Mæonides!
And ever and anon, high over all
Uplifted, a ninth wave superb and strong,
Floods all the soul with its melodious seas.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Silence Oceans
Oceans of life,
Oceans in one's life
are wonderful,
Heart is one ocean
Brain is another ocean,
mind is the third,
Trifles are fourth,
Intelligence and wit make fifth,
wisdom and knowledge sixth,
God and Love are seventh!
Soul is the land,
Raised above these oceans
And look as their shore,
Every instant a wave of thought hits the shore!
High tides of happiness,
low tides of sorrow,
High tides of success,
Low tides of failure hit the shore!
Ego is that wind blowing,
Desires and pride are changing gravity
cause wave and tide!
Sometimes disappointment,
Or hurt ego,
can create storm and tsunami!
Silence in solitude,
become grand solitude,
Takes one to that altitude,
everything is cool in love and gratitude,
Peace incarnate in multitude,
In that great solitude,
When wind stops,
and become still,
When there is no movement Of Sun and Moon,
When everything comes to still,
No waves, no tides,
ocean meets shore, all in love,
No raising or falling tides,
No roar of chasing waves,
That is that grand silence,
Silence of All oceans,
When no bird fly or sing,
When no events,
they are
Time's own parents,
And time give birth to
Three tenses,
Past and future
compress the present,
Now lose pressure,
Present expands to eternal!
All merge in present
One is present in present tense only,
Both presence and absence,
Merge in that grand existence,
That is the grand silence,
That is the solitude,
Where no one to disturb,
Nothing can disturb,
Soul is immersed in the universal soul,
Mind goes out of universe and sees the grand truth,
Truth is that truth,
no false can never reach,
No false can never touch,
Universe infinite is not even atomic,
Because mind itself has grown,
fantastic and gigantic,
No atlantic, no antarctic,
Only ocean remains,
peaceful pacific
No reason to love,
No reason to hate,
No one can touch,
No arms can harm,
Listen to that drummer,
Beats drum continuously,
AUM AUM AUM,
Now in that silence of absolute solitude,
No drum, no AUM,
No drummer,
No judge's hammer,
No eternal vibration,
As one become one's own master!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Funny 1
hei, hei, hei, hei,
heih, heih, heih, heih,
who says one, is only one?
One only one and remain only one,
One and one not make eleven,
join to make it, only remain one,
one will always remain only one,
try, try and try, one will remain one
One mixing with one
make it within one,
one minus one will not remain one;
life is zero without only one,
Even God is one, add no more one,
Add more and more, may not look even,
Christ is one, Allah is one,
They represent one. Mighty only one,
Heaven is one, hell also one,
universe is one and earth also one,
Good is one and bad also one,
kind may be different but meaning only one
What is continent and what is region?
Who is African and who is Asian?
What is Chilean and what is Nigerian?
Someone may come and say I am Serbian,
Not all religions but only human one,
Love them all and hate no one,
reject no one and extend embrace,
No love and hate but smiling only face
I continue to bow,
Lye always low,
Love to man and woman,
Oh, God, show me only one
Love and hate can’t ever one,
sorrow and joy also not one,
poles remain apart and not called one,
Only HE may appear omni and look only one
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Man, Be Thyself for Good
Oh, let the world remain bad, I’ll be good;
Oh, let the world corrupt be, I’ll be straight;
Oh, let the world wear immoral a hood;
Protect me Lord, from the monetary bait.
Oh, let the world confused be, I’ll be clear;
Oh, let the world ignore God, I will not;
Oh, let the world to conscience not hear;
Oh, by Thine tenets, words, I will be brought.
Oh, let the world in vices be baptized;
Oh, let the world forget the Lord’s commands;
Oh, let the world remain a boat-capsized;
I will adhere to my Maker’s demands.
Oh, how can I forget Thy love for me;
Let me O God, serve Thee, the way truly.
7-6-2001
poem by John Celes
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Experience Reality Legend Fable
experience is life real raw felt first hand
individually family community endured
wounds physical emotional are mourned
disaster horrific impact wounds seasoned
salt tears shed bitter loss stuns afflicted
experience witnessed is etched into landscapes
experience witnessed stretches to far horizons
disasters holocaust plague beyond comprehensions
acceptances tolerances tested beyond pain thresholds
normality security shelter food resources possessions
centuries-old stand carved stone tablets
hundreds of tsunami warning stone markers
fabled tsunami waves devouring land lives
devastation legendary loss dwarfs memories
scale wave force shadow outruns warnings
witness awareness realities lost in three generations
generation enduring disaster becomes aged survivors
experience memory disaster to their children passes
experience more distant to their grandchildren passes
three generations fades forgotten from living memories
experience reality legend myth fable forget
three generations till people warnings forget
community crucial knowledge people forget
busy with lives love jobs experiences people forget
all except wise souls tsunami warnings heeding forget
poem by Terence George Craddock
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