Teej woman
Everywhere in Nepal
Likewise a garden blossomed red roses
Seemed to be fascinating sceneries
One can think it is like a
Revolution done by communist women
But it's a myth or may be an exaggeration
A few days happiness
Given by Hindu Tradition
To feast, to dance and to enjoy
Not for them almost
But for the sake of husbands
Fasting for good health and
Prosperity their husbands
To control their lives
A symbolic happiness
Eternal sorrow in it
Finishing day today works
Shouldering in bound burden
Into their souls
Keeping beauty
For sex, showcase and then
Bends backs to the other of rest.
God created and
After destroyed
Given deriving from
Tradition to the sign
A rose of slavery patriarchy
Naturally go drying and eliminating
To the Sun of god husband
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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You're living in paradise
I'm getting tired of hearing your silly complaints.
You're angry because your husband isn't a saint.
Your husband forgets and leaves the toilet seat up and you think this isn't very nice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
Your husband has a few flaws but in my eyes he's great.
When I tell you about some other husbands, he'll be a man who you 'll appreciate.
I've seen husbands who beat and raped their wives and some husbands who even threatened them with guns.
And you complain about the superficial things your husband has done.
Close to where I live, a man killed his wife and then set her on fire.
Be thankful that your life isn't so dire.
These poor women's lives have been completely destroyed.
And you have the nerve to complain because your husband goes out once a week with the boys.
Before you complain about your husband again, maybe you should think twice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
poem by Randy Johnson
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Mother-child rotation
Tradition breeds revolution
Revolution grows to tradition.
Tradition breeds revolution again.
They are like mother child rotation.
29.10.2007.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happiness
Happines give me the strength,
I need
Happiness teaches us what the,
life means
A loving word and gentle kiss
It's like a sunflower; it follows,
the things you enjoy in your,
life
Happiness is the wey to success
Happiness never takes you down
You are my happiness
You cheer me when I am angry
Eliminating passion is not happiness
Happiness is
Having someone by your side to,
love
One thing is happiness to me
is you.
poem by Anees Akbar
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Cherish Her
If she's the one you love and trust,
Who lives within your heart,
Then cherish her, for this you must,
Your true love to impart!
For love compels us to respond
To all we're meant to be,
Not just today, but far beyond,
For all eternity!
That's why God wants us at our best,
Not coasting throughout life...
And if a man seeks to be blessed,
He cherishes his wife...
Forgiveness heals the burdened soul,
To free it from despair...
And yet more blessed is self-control
And when two hearts can share.
Togetherness brings happiness
And riches more than gold,
Such that contented souls confess
The joys they have and hold.
So cherish her, your other half,
Who makes your life so sweet!
With every smile and every laugh,
She makes your life complete!
Let others envy, near or far,
The beauty in your lives
And let your marriage set the bar
For husbands and their wives...
Not all are married happily,
We strive to make it so...
God tells us daily, love's the key...
The rest is ours to know...
poem by Denis Martindale
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To enjoy good health, to bring true happiness to one's family, to bring peace to all, one must first discipline and control one's own mind. If a man can control his mind he can find the way to Enlightenment, and all wisdom and virtue will naturally come to him.
Bound Feet
Ancient Chinese oddities were
As myriad as its people.
One of these were bound feet.
A Chinese gentleman judged his woman
By the feet in those days.
Her face mattered but more were her
Feet which had to be as small
As three-inches, a society gauge for
Her breeding and status.
Confucius needs to take part of the
Blame for saying women are born to
Serve their men and no other
Which spawned the bound feet tradition.
Years of pains, tears and sleepless
Nights went into making these
Chinese women walk in little gaits as
Required of a lady, a sign that she was
Not a product of household chores.
Big feet equalled slavery and low births.
An ego trip, it was, for the adherents.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Real Wife
Teaches her children to love and serve God always
Honors her husband and loves him sacrificially
Engages in learning activities that promote holiness in her
marriage
Redeems and restores her husband when he falls out of grace
Expects her husband to be her teacher, leader, mentor and
counselor
Acknowledges her husband's' foibles but never use them to
belittle him
Loves her husbands and treat him as the king of her earthly
kingdom
Wins her husband's affection and friendship with her 'savoir
faire et vivre'
Initiates special activities that please her husband and boosts
his confidence
Forgives her husbands with no intention to regurgitate past
offenses
Excels in matters of the soul and heart and excite her husbands
with holy living
poem by Mona Joseph
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When they talk about family values, it's in a repressive way, as if our American tradition were only the Puritan tradition or the 19th century oppressive tradition. The Christian tradition.
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The literature of women's lives is a tradition of escapees, women who have lived to tell the tale.
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Moment of Happiness
Would you ever have wished
The moments of happiness will never end
The summer wind breeze never dies
The roses in the garden forever bloom
The song of happiness in our hearts keeps ringing
Happiness is the crown of our lives
It will never last
It would wither away
Under the dark skies
When one day is gone
And another day comes
Who knows what it will bring?
poem by Sherif Monem
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International Women's Day - 100th Anniversary
Let us bow before
The womanhood
This day, on the 100th anniversary of
International Women’s Day
Nature has endowed
The women folk
Patience,
Love and care
And above all that
The devout attachment
To anything
That belongs to them
They are designed to
Nurture relationship
With a tact
So that relationships are
Rightly maintained
And with a least sign of any strain
They are wrongly termed
As the weaker sex
But it is coined only those
Who are male chauvinists
Attempt is only to make them feel weak
Women are much stronger than what they look
Their kindness to humanity
Is the one that helps the race be on the move
And on continuity
As much as they know how to love
They know also know how to hate
They are framed to keep things together
They are also molded to throw things apart
They are mothers
They can also provide the care of fathers
They can encourage
And equally discourage
They wait and strike at the right time
They are loveable
They dissolve in embraces
They embrace to solidify a weakened confidence
They are less expressive
But turn out to be a volcano if they are to express
Something strongly undesired
They only can make a home
We, men, can only make a house
They are tradition guards
We, men, can be tradition traitors
They are sisters, wives, mothers, daughters and so on
But basically they are mothers
We, men are brothers, husbands, fathers, sons and so on
But basically we are only men
They proved to be better managers
Than what men did
As they demonstrated better empathy
They think beyond
They envision farther
They are organized better
And let us resolve
To see the womanhood
Just not the woman
And to respect
The great qualities a woman has
And all the rest like
Empowering them,
Educating them,
Enthusing them to independence, etc.
Will take care of it
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Song of The Coffle Gang
This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,
when parting from friends for the far off South-children taken from
parents, husbands from wives, and brothers from sisters.
See these poor souls from Africa,
Transported to America:
We are stolen, and sold to Georgia, will you go along with me?
We are stolen and sold to Georgia, go sound the jubilee.
See wives and husbands sold apart,
The children's screams!-it breaks my heart;
There's a better day a coming, will you go along with me?
There's a better day a coming, go sound the jubilee.
O, gracious Lord? when shall it be,
That we poor souls shall all be free?
Lord, break them Slavery powers-will you go along with me?
Lord, break them Slavery powers, go sound the jubilee.
Dear Lord! dear Lord! when Slavery'll cease,
Then we poor souls can have our peace;
There's a better day a coming, will you go along with me?
There's a better day a coming, go sound the jubilee.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Beauty Is Happiness
Beauty has a trigger for happiness,
It contains the secrets of the soul,
Horses can push no other than it,
For they are the rivals of men who ride them.
Beauty may stick to the boots
And enliven the spirit within.
Opening a container of lettered opinion
We read the message of beauty:
Beauty we find among certain moments
And in these are the husbands of loving nature.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Winter Sunset
Roses in the sky,
Roses in the sea
Bowers of scarlet sky-roses
Take my heart and me.
God was good to make,
This December weather,
All this sky a rose-garden,
Rose and fire together.
To the East are burning
Roses in a garden,
Roses in a rosy field,
Hesper for their warden.
Yonder to the West
Roses all afire,
Mirror now some rare splendid
Rose of their desire.
Pulsing deeper, deeper,
Waves of fire throb on,
Never were such red roses
At sunset or dawn.
Roses on the hills,
Roses in the hollow,
Roses on the wet hedges,
In the shining fallow.
West wind, blow and blow!
That has blown ajar
Gates of God's great rose-garden,
Where His Angels are,
Gathering up the rose-leaves
For a shower of roses
On the night the Lord Babe
His sweet eye uncloses.
All the sky is scarlet
Flaming on the azure.
O, there's fire in Heaven
My heart aches with pleasure.
Leagues of rose and scarlet,
Roses red as blood:
All the world's a rose-garden.
God is good, is good.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Rose
My mother planted roses and seemingly,
They never blossomed.
And twenty years after her death
Amidst grasses, weeds and wildflowers
Grew a white rose,
I am a white rose alone that
My mother never saw or would see-although perhaps
If she went to heaven she
Could possibly look down and
See a white flower blossoming but
Likely, she would not know it was a rose in bloom.
I am that rose that blossomed after
All of the other roses died-
An unexpected ice storm had killed them.
Weeds and wildflowers, were strong enough toSurvive the cold.
Roses are beautiful but delicate-Withering beneath inches of snow.
Amongst every group of living beings
Possibly killed by inclement weather or
Being treated badly and not properly raised or cared for-
Dying with no one trying to save their lives, remains a survivor.
I have been called the white rose, the survivor
Amongst the roses my mother planted,
That had sadly perished-
Today somebody picked me and placed me in a vase upon a table inside their home.
In a few days, my petals shall fall and
I shall be dead, gone, and disposed of.
I am or was a survivor but now I shall perish just as
The other roses in the garden outside-
This only goes to show that nothing lasts forever because of
The spitefulness of others in this cruel world where
Even the strongest and bravest living beings shall
Have their lives snatched away by some malicious other-
Jealousy, thoughtlessness or simply ignorance rules, so that
No matter how strong- nothing or nobody can live forever-
Everybody’s time comes to be amongst the ill- fated departed-
Gone and forever forgotten as a dying rose, its petals wilted and
Scattered in the wind-
Claudia Krizay
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New Year Wish
'GOOD LUCK', 'GOOD LUCK'
Rings mid-night bell on New Year's Eve
Twinkling stars surround the moon tonight
As day breaks, they will be out of sight
Clock is ticking away, to bring in new day
Its time for all of us to pray, to say
'Oh GOD! THANK YOU '
'Bless Us with Love, Happiness, Health, Peace and Prosperity'
'Let there be Unity in Diversity'
'Let all the coming days and years be Joyful'
'Let the World be Beautiful'
Let us smile with the first Sunshine
Feel the Happiness thats Divine
As the gentle breeze touches, soul arouses
Fresh as dew on sweet scented roses
Its a New Beginning for me and you
To Fulfil Wishes Old and New
Everything is warm and bright
Flowers bloom in new light
'Let all the coming days and years be Joyful'
'Let the World be Beautiful'
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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God does not judge us by the multitude of works we perform, but how well we do the work that is ours to do. The happiness of too many days is often destroyed by trying to accomplish too much in one day. We would do well to follow a common rule for our daily lives--DO LESS, AND DO IT BETTER.
quote by Dale E. Turner
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What Happiness Is
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is when you get a new puppy
happiness,
is when you get married
happiness,
is when you go on you first date
happiness,
is making your own decisions
happiness,
is graduating
happiness,
is getting you first job
happiness,
is falling in love
happiness
is being proud of who you are
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is glowing
happiness,
is fun
happiness,
is an amazing feeling
happiness,
is when you smile all day
happiness,
is giving someone a hug just because you can
happiness,
is that light in your eyes
happiness,
is what makes the world go around
happiness,
is bliss
Lifetime News
Cried yesterday; Laugh today
Don’t know how long going to laugh
Morning is Dark; also evening’s dark too
Man’s also being same in child and old.
If don’t take food, it’s a disease; also over-eating a disease
Can see always happiness and sorrow
Oh God, the creator of everything
Ye are only one who resists sorrow and happiness.
Due to so much happiness, never asked for sorrow
Let me endure all the sorrow for Thee
Give me energy to abide the tolerance
Also, provide me thy pleasing good news
poem by Warner Keisham
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What A Rose Can Say
A rose can say I love you and want you to be mine,
A rose can say I thank you for being so very kind,
A rose can say congratulations, whatever the occasion may be,
A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me,
A rose can say I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way,
A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today,
A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day.
A rose can say farewel when someone goes away,
A rose can say hello, I'm thinking of you today,
There's just so many wonderful things that a rose can say,
A rose can say goodbye when a love one is laid to rest,
No matter what there is to say, a rose can say it best.
poem by Margie Driver
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