My Identity
in search of identity
of my own
sometimes i might
lose myself,
in the fragrance of flowers,
lushness of green meadows.
in the blank sheet of sky,
where the rainbow arches.
in the lonesome sunny afternoon,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
i sleep, with book in my hand.
i lose myself to the sound of silence,
in the chanting of aum.
i feel my presence, in the nectarine,
soft breeze of thespring morning,
from beginning to end of,
the vast cosmic world.
the beginning of my prayers
is the sound of aum!
on earth, i feel
i am the fertile ground,
and on a misty morning
a dew drop.
i am the blow conch,
to wake up the sleeping gods.
if you think of me as a being,
i am the tears of sorrow,
of a heaving heart, and
the fresh blood in me,
ready, to build a new world,
in protecting the greens.
from eternity i merge, with nature,
and she is my identity!
poem by Ritty Patnaik
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Your World
How can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Why you lose your dreams
If they are so beautiful?
Why the tears fall down from your eyes
And disappear in the ground?
Why your heart breaks
If its beats represent life?
But how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Then why you lose your world
If love is your world?
Why your eyes full with tears
If your eyes are so beautiful?
Why sorrow comes
After every happiness?
And how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
As life is nothing but ups and downs
You feel pain and cry,
And you forget everything with the time.
If you do not gain anything, you do not lose anything too.
So, how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Oh it’s nothing but life!
No one can become your world
You yourself is the whole world for you.
So, how can you lose your world, as the world is you yourself?
Tears trickle down your cheeks like droplets of rain,
And after every sorrow happiness comes
And after every sunset there is a sunrise
So, how can you lose the world, as the world is you yourself?
As the Dawn Comes.
As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say
You are a man
Never you forget
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
I ask myself again
What my lot here is
One day I will die
What legacy will I leave then?
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
It has been said that
Being siblings is like waking in one room
In the morning each finds
His own way
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
Even saints tell their Lord
Let no human tie however dear
Prevent me from
Following the way to God
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind.
poem by Samuel Nze
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There is no Charge...
Generosity of the earth,
For whatever its worth.
There is no charge
The fragrance of flowers,
At any time and hour.
There is no charge
The shade of a beckoning tree,
Offering shelter to a refugee.
There is no charge
The birds early morning orchestra,
Uplifting like chanting a mantra.
There is no charge
Motherly caress of the gentle breeze,
So soothing, stress is released.
There is no charge
Days and nights,
Nature’s cues to sleep and rise.
There is no charge
Watching the ebb and flow of ocean tide,
As the Sun sets and goes to hide.
There is no charge
did you say everything is expensive,
how can any one be happy.
What if nature gave you a whack
And tried to teach you what is lack.
Can you handle her balance sheet?
Indignant, you’ll scream, you cheat, you cheat.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Waking
WAKING
There are so many dreams no one ever realizes
We wake and try to understand where we are
What we have done in all the years seems folly
Nothing can justify this morning or the day to come
We have forgotten who we are and where we have been
The prayer that helps us and connects us back to God
Revives
We begin to live or try to begin to live
Our names are not known and our work uncelebrated
Our songs are not sung and our labors not blessed
We look out and up at the sky and feel light
We do not know how or why or in what way
But we understand that God has given mornings to begin again
We will take the first step and word and taste and sound
And all we feel and be will begin to revive
We will connect ourselves again with where we are
We will begin to work
And as the day slowly comes back to us we will come back to ourselves
Every day is a new beginning and a world G-d will make
We too are that world and that beginning
In all the many days of blessings and the years of this life
God has enabled us to begin again
This time now too is now different
And these words say we are here now for this morning
So long as this morning is in us.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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In Your Absence
I loved you as a dew-drop,
loves buds to help,
Them to bloom, a bird
loves the sky, the grass-hopper,
wishes to be one with,
nature being green like her.......
I wanted to be the morning
breeze to sway the branches,
Of the trees, the heads
of grasses, or to run along,
The meadows merrily!
Nature doesn't dance,
with the tune of lust!
So, do I! The music of
heart, the storm of
the screaming souls,
mesmerize me with the
same attraction!
In your absence in
my heart, I feel like
a withered leaf, a blank
sheet where we could write,
a poem together with the
touch of our heavenly
fingers!
In your absence, I see
the cruel eyes of an
evil spirit who wishes
to toss me in the air
to turn me into nothingness.
In your absence, I can't
be one with my mother
Nature, in your........
poem by Nilakshi Das
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This morning with my God
Then You write.......
Let’s feel free to sing song of love
love will reflects in our eyes…
Let’s sing the morning prayer
Rhythmed by this cool morning and with our heart beats.
Let’s feel the caressing breeze and its love
Lets pray God, its brings the fragrance of roses
Towards love…Godly love
Let’s touch this morning sunrays…
With our stretched hand in hand
Let’s walk free my dear,
Go towards unknown shores'
(I wish to read and keep and to write) .
In the morning when I awake
I see your lovely face in the heart of cool breeze and silence
In the morning when I awake
I really felt you are mine
In the morning when I see you
I am in love
When I go to a walk
not to pray...
I see you are near for a dear walk
I really owe, full of passion....
Not to work
full of mad love
want to fly, over hills and valleys
beyond my wildest dreams of love
and pray, thy, take through
this oceans of love
when I go to bed
I really feel, you are here
Now we are in bed... and in love
poem by Thampi KEE
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Identity - The Bully
They all try to look the same
all try to give themselves a name
pick on the boy who is all alone
just because his identity is his own
what has this world come to?
all this wrong that people do
just for the image they want to show
down the evil path they seem to go
The next person you go to hurt
or try to make feel like dirt
instead of trying to look cool
feel for the guy you make look a fool
A cool identity isn't a need
let those you bully be freed
Your identity should be your own
A better person you will be known.
Cool Breeze
Cool breeze and fresh air,
Give comfort and raise hair,
Body relaxed and sound sleep,
Novel ideas and insight to peep,
What a gift from nature,
Fresh impetus with ideas to nurture,
Leaving behind past and think of future,
Fresh page of life with beautiful signature,
Never to loose heart or courage,
It is nature’s gift or message,
New avenues and new passage,
Bad memories but feelings assuage,
World doesn’t end with end of day,
Spring almost there in month of May,
Never close door for future say,
Who knows ship may come at bay,
After all future is bunch of hopes,
Great heights with steep slopes,
Even walking on tight ropes,
Nature is key to secret codes,
Learn to live with eyes around,
New things always nearly found,
Fresh wind raises beautiful sound,
Fragrance sweet from parallel ground
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Sound of Silence
Everything lies in silence
Maybe you and me
Just like a beautiful spring
Listening to the sound of silence.
All the time used to noise
We think this is very nice
But let me tell you my friend
Everything lies in silence
From the beginning to the end.
In the very beginning of this world
Everything was resting in the silence
In the end of this world again
There would be nothing in the world
Other than the sound of silence.
poem by Prachi Agrawal
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Fresh
Magical twisted river winding through the land before time
Silhouettes of lovers dancing on the sands
The birds first break of chourus into the morning light
And the first kiss of the sun on trees extracting from them glorious shades of green
Fresh is the kiss of the young lovers as they stand holding hands
Fresh is the morning breeze briskly brushing through their hair
Fresh the first sip of crystal waters scooped lovingly into his hand
Fresh her lips pressed against his in an embrace of innocence
The scent of her more than any man in his lifetime can imagine
His masucline features more than any young girl could resist
As they press themselves closer together entwined they realise
On this first day of forever this is the beginning of time
New love and creation set forth on this day of days
The whole world seemingly new and refreshed with most astounding simplicity
Carefree as the wind they walk together
This is eternity this is the beginning this is the end, this is their time
Fresh is the kiss of the young lovers as they stand holding hands
Fresh is the morning breeze briskly brushing through their hair
Fresh the first sip of crystal waters scooped lovingly into his hand
Fresh her lips pressed against his in an embrace of innocence
poem by Nikki Hays
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The Wonders That I Feel
How can one explain
the wonders that I feel
after years of uncertainty
And miseries back then
but now my eyes are open
To all the splendor that life gives
Just to feel the cool grass again
treading underfoot
The smell of summer flowers
Blowing in the breeze
Sunrays reflecting off
blue lagoons, lakes and seas
The soft sound of raindrops
splashing all around
Children's laughter, birds singing
Oh what a wonderful sound
I smile in appreciation
at the wonder of their sound
I now can feel the sunshine
Warmly on my face
and soft rippling sands
Running through my hands
as I listen to waves lapping on the beach
Leaning back in appreciation
for all that mother nature gives
soaking up the beauty
that lives outside our door
But what catches my breath
what makes my heart beat with joy
are the colours that shine
Each time mother nature
paints a rainbow in the sky
poem by Kaila George
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Misty River
This morning
Me in this Misty River
All the happiness
I am feeling inside myself
Misty River
The mist is coming
From this Misty River
There are clouds
In the sky
And the mist
Is caused by the condensation
Of the heat mixed in the cold water
Misty River
I am in a fishing boat
That boat is moving slowly in this
Misty river
It is early in the morning
I am eating my breakfast in the fishing boat in the middle of this
Misty River
I hear the birds singing early in the morning
In this Misty River
There must be trees because the sound of the birds is coming from the Branches
Misty River
So peaceful
It looks so different with the mist
No one is around but me
With my fishing boat
And the beautiful sound of the birds
It is so nice
To have a place to come to
Where I can
Hear the sound of the birds
And be left alone
With no one disturbing me
Misty River
This is my special place
And by afternoon
No clouds I will see
The birds are beautiful
Their song is just beautiful like mother nature intended it to be
If nobody else appreciates this Misty River
I do
Misty River
I will die for you
Misty River
I will shed my tears for you
I have been coming here for so long now
Misty River
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Janey, Dont You Lose Heart
You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and Ill catch your tears
Ill take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
Thats what Ill do
Listen to me
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much
You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Till every river it runs dry
Until the suns torn from the sky
Till every feel youve felt burst free
Gone tumblin down into the sea
Listen to me
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
Janey dont you lose heart
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Dedicated to ppl who dont sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep
It’s magnificent and nice,
With dreams beyond wonder,
Sleep! sleep! sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Eyes tightly closed,
A little smile on you r cheeks,
Feeling the ambiance
Of the pure and precious sleep,
Sleep! sleep! sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Forgetting insane things of the mixed world outside
Relax my dear, feel the gentle breeze,
Do not worry about tomorrow, do not weep,
Wake up fresh in the morning with a recuperate mind,
Fresh and blessed with a wonderful sleep,
SLEEP, SLEEP, SLEEP!
poem by Tejaswini Iyer
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The Frozen Passion
Each morning, The frozen dew drop
To be fallen at your feet
To feel the fragrance
Of your cool and dying passion
That
Only that
With a flame of ice
Could enlighten the stubborn heart
Each morning,
A herd of memories
Should fly like the wave of the sea
To whisper in to your ears
Those words
This could burn your concealing instincts
Each morning,
To reset it,
And to beset the heart in a fertile land
Each morning,
A shower of frozen wind
Should climb up to your lips
To seek me silently
For feeling the passion of aching joy
poem by Md. Joynal Abedin
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Appels Oranjes
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the wind refused to blow?
what if the seas refused to wave?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the stars would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
what if the silence let you dream?
what if the air could let you breathe?
what if the words would bring you here?
what if this sound could bring you peace?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
digging for the feel of something new
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
it came from your thoughts, your dreams and visions
ripped up from your weeks and indecisions
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the clocks would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to choose?
the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to lose?
the thoughts you cannot lose
what are you gonna do?
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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My Deep
You're more lovely than all the shades
of greens and purples of any precious garden.
You're my most dreamless sleep,
my green, my cool and dark and deep.
Your smile's worth more than all the jewels
within the earth, begging at your feet.
Hot and humid, overtired. I beg for sleep!
My fresh, my green, my dark and deep.
My purple! Oh, for a dreamless sleep!
My green, my cool, my dark and deep.
You are sweeter than summer night's jasmine
and brighter than the sun's morning laughter.
My Prince, my man, my green lovely, my sleep!
my best, my fresh, my cool, my dark and deep.
poem by Guy Peppin
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Love To Be Witness
I shall love to be a witness
See the changes in early morning and face
All that could be seen with own eyes
Birds with wings and all colorful butterflies
How the flowers shrink in cold breeze?
How do they feel covered with dews?
How do they long for first sun light?
I consider it moment cheerful and very right
I can't claim as natural lover
Neither am I strong supporter or believer
Yet no one can deny the existence of natural power
That is why so many flowers come up with first rainy showers
Ponds are filled with fresh waters from flow
Frogs make it wonderful with their trau trau* (sound)
All such beautiful things you can never forget
As nature is now in full bloom and set
Same pond, same water but with different kind of flowers
All have come up with first accumulation of water and showers
Not all may notice such beautiful and magnificent show
Where nature has given us everything in abundance in flow
Who will want to neglect such scene?
Where it can be again witnessed or seen?
No where else except in forest area of beautiful earth
It is exceptionally outstanding and can be called worth
I was stunned to glance at the gradual emergence
It is wonderful to see and observe by chance
Like birds, frogs and all insects I too join and feel part
It is beginning of an end and very good start
*trau trau.. sound of frogs
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Be Alive
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Not a lot is missing
Every ounce of treasure found
And i believe that everyone should get what
They're allowed
Suspected of belief that comes suspended
In a sound
And everybody wants some
It's the sound they make in heaven
It's a sound for here on earth
I've heard it in the whispering
Of the wonders that we search
We've waited far too long
To hear the healing of the stars
'n' everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - does it get much better than this
Oh - does it get much better, much better
Oh - does it get much better than this, than this
There's the sound that keeps you trying
There's the sound that makes you smile
There's a sound in every corner
Of the world that we survive
Your temple is the harmony
You feel the sacred ground
Just wishing for the secret
To appear within the sound
Watching for the morning star
The rhythm of the sun
I hear it in my waking dreams
The singing has begun
The passion that we walk upon
The passion that we bring
Is written for the mountains
They love to hear us sing
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - doesn't get much better than this
Oh - doesn't get much better than this, than this
Who made me make believe
I'm alive i'm living
Never underestimate
The signals coming to you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, yes it shakes you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, let it shake you
Hep yadda
song performed by by Yes
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To Be Alive
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Not a lot is missing
Every ounce of treasure found
And i believe that everyone should get what
They're allowed
Suspected of belief that comes suspended
In a sound
And everybody wants some
It's the sound they make in heaven
It's a sound for here on earth
I've heard it in the whispering
Of the wonders that we search
We've waited far too long
To hear the healing of the stars
'n' everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - does it get much better than this
Oh - does it get much better, much better
Oh - does it get much better than this, than this
There's the sound that keeps you trying
There's the sound that makes you smile
There's a sound in every corner
Of the world that we survive
Your temple is the harmony
You feel the sacred ground
Just wishing for the secret
To appear within the sound
Watching for the morning star
The rhythm of the sun
I hear it in my waking dreams
The singing has begun
The passion that we walk upon
The passion that we bring
Is written for the mountains
They love to hear us sing
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some
To feel alive
Oh - doesn't get much better than this
Oh - doesn't get much better than this, than this
Who made me make believe
I'm alive i'm living
Never underestimate
The signals coming to you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, yes it shakes you
Oh
The sounding of the earth
It shakes you, let it shake you
Hep yadda
song performed by by Yes
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