The calamities
The calamities
Calamities are the beasts of prey,
They hide couching along the route of life,
And pounce on the each passerby,
When he enters into their hunting range,
Who knows who becomes the victim,
And where they prey upon him,
With the nailed paws and tearing jaws.
poem by Shahida Latif
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Never Can We Know
Never in this world can we know
The country of a person who rides
His car for more than twenty years.
Beaming on the world its lights are out,
After so many centuries and years,
Some of us live among the times.
This considers a roof and house,
Jostling behind the crowd and looking
At certain beasts of prey,
This prey is dead after so much hunting.
This nation shall relish the disaster
Made by some who learn and prey.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Beware of dogs
'Beware of dogs'
They can do a great harm to you,
Stay away from them for they have no mercy,
Their jaws are very strong,
And they pounce upon their prey within a moment, To give him a mortal wound,
In your vicinity,
You can see their victims,
The bite has taken away their charm,
They are only moving corpse,
Eearning, spending and devoid of morality,
These dogs of greed, jealousy, and hatred,
Have done a great harm to the society,
They are very dangerous,
So beaware of them
Lest you should be a victim.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Man is man's prey.
Frogs find flies as their prey;
Birds find worms as their prey;
Cats find rats as their prey.
For man, another man is prey.
02.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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House Pets
THE white cat is sleeping by the fire,
With her paws tucked under her chin,
Very tame and gentle she is sleeping
Whom I saw but now come in,
Come in from the dark night and the wild wood,
A hunter with her prey she came,
And her chin and her little paws were bloody,
And she was not kind and tame,
But wild and strong and cruel with her victim,
For she let it go, and caught it as it ran,
And she tossed it in the air and danced about it,
And once she stood erect like a man.
And I thought, 'What wild things are they that we harbor,
Who bend to the routine of daily life; '
And I looked across the room and by the fire
I saw my sleeping wife.
poem by Alice Duer Miller
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Abortion
My veins are poppin from this love inside
I just cant let it out
This pipe and these needles are my only guide
Theyve got me on the wrong route
What is my life about?
Living in the shadows of a man Ive never seen
And dreamin like a lonley child
I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too
Man I wish you could see them too
Oh lord, oh lord
Man I wish that you could see them too
Man I wish that you could see them too
So can I come to see you sometime?
Cause Ive been missin you
Ive never heard you cry
Ive never seen you why
Im feeling oh so young
But still I must die to get to you
And if I do I wonder how just you will see me
And implicate the things Ive done
Im dieing in the shadows of this man Ive never seen
Ill see you soon
Now wheres my gun?
Oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord, wheres my gun?
Oh wheres my gun?
Oh lord, wheres my gun?
Oh lord, my gun
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeah yeah
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeahhhh heyaaaaa
You got me, sad and lonely
But Im me, me
You know you make me so lonely
I am so lonely
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
song performed by by Kid Rock
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Miss Praying Mantis
Miss Mantis! camouflaged stand still as you pray.
But many understand you are waiting for prey
Some other can't know so come closer to you
You promptly speed up on your mission to pursue.
To eat the prey alive, is your first choice and lust
if prey would resist, you will eat its head first,
Exclusive predator dependent on meat of prey
chew like chocolate moving the jaws sideway.
Your wisdom never ends here, you fly in nights.
To seem larger and threatening, fan wings wide.
Detect the sounds produced by approaching bats
your camouflage and colour help you to protect.
Miss Praying Mantis! too have exceptional beauty
With remarkable pose, style; totally slick and sexy,
Matching colour make up and your camouflage
Makes you no way less than a Hollywood actress.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Britain's Feral Children
In savage packs they roam and terrify
Lording over housing estates and city centres
Gangs with knives and guns.
Hunting from the shadows with hoods up
They prey upon the weak and elderly
Taunting and abusing, daring to stab and shoot.
What happened to discipline in the home
Are the parents feral like the sons?
Where is the punishment to tame the beasts.
Who passed laws and let the hunting packs loose
And took away a parent’s right to punish
Stopped teachers from taming the feral child.
poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
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Tundra Wolf Eats Wild Joy Life Survival
tundra wolf alone has survived vicious winter
alone without pack without companionship
has survived all challenges imposed in winter
fur very long dense fluffy soft survival postures
top hairs 150-160 mm guard hairs 80-150 mm
underfur 70 mm layers survival light grey colour
lower fur lead-grey upper fur reddish-grey ensures
wind composite layers in tundra wolf running
ranging over Arctic rim hunting prey life ensures
wild domestic reindeer snow sheep hares arctic foxes
feed power tundra muscles for long ranges running
make birth den in river valleys thickets in dry plateaus
rarely will tundra wolf make form permanent home territories
winter coast malting hangs on lone male wolf rough proud
looping across tundra landscape seeking reindeer migrations
days past not eating moving moving seeking prey life kills
searching herds scouting out weakness in migration herds
run lone wolf run forty minutes 30 mph hunting weakness
run with hope run with life joy smile in wild range spirit
no reindeer slow injured fall to paws gripping claws
race hunt abandoned lone wolf joy cools in pool ice waters
it is good to run it is good to be healthy flex strong muscles
season begs movement 200 300km ranging stamina wilderness runs
to hunt to live to breathe life tundra air hunting wild distances
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Hunter
in the forest of life
a hunter kept searching
for a prey to stalk
and salt for a meal or two.
stealthily he moved
afraid of dry leaves underfoot
eyes fixed on a prey.
lo! without warning
the prey's image got blurred.
disappointed he trudged
only to meet a similar fate
home bound he trekked
a man bitter at fate
yet no one promised anything.
poem by Kelvin Karani
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A Person inside the Idiot Box
A doll of mud
Halcyon smiles
Of synthetic vim,
Glacial tears
Devoid of empathy
What are you?
My jaws grind
As your voice cracked
With the lousy static
What a farce slapstick.
You are a fraud
Stealing hearts
All the hasty pounding,
All the famished breaking,
And despite of the grandeurs
Of your personal convictions
It is out shadowed
By the flashes
Of fame and puppetry
Your life, or death,
Is the people's amusement.
A doll mud.
A victim.
A prey.
poem by Norman Santos
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You want calamities? What about the Ice Age?
quote by Mario Cuomo
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Aubade And I Am Not Like Other Birds Of Prey
Morning at last!
Every night is a fight till you're waking
Dreams dancing past
Through the silence of sleep
Dawn is breaking
I wake and watch them till then
And I am not like other birds of prey
And I am not like other birds of prey
Oh, night is long, you won't needing me
For a dressed up time I am there to see
That fear holds no sway
Soft is my plan
And my eyes kill the lies that felt happy
Life is my right
And in sleep's little bed
I'll protect you
So, hear, let my presence dismay
That I am not like other birds of prey
That I am not like other birds of prey
When hopes are young and your cares are few
Then I'm sure above keeping truth in you
And my name is love
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by Supertramp
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Crises are challenges, not calamities.
quote by Guy Verhofstadt
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Bizare Day
Sun is sunning
Rain is raining
Hyena is hunting for
Prey not male nor
Female or harmophordite
Sun is shining
Rain is pouring
Hyena found that prey
But can't eat it at
Daytime or night tme
Sun is shining
Rain is pouring
Hyena and his wife
Who just miscarriaged
Are starving to death
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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I Should Have Been More Like Her
The little man
on my shoulder says
I should have been more
like her,
sugar sweet
but that's not me.
He says
I should have been more like her-
move to deceive
to keep him;
I'll not;
even if the price I pay
is Lonely.
Should have been
more observant
perhaps
and noticed all this
but mine
is not to compete
rather I strive to
complete;
to link-
the linkage
between
which seems
to me
builds foundations
that relationships
really need
to live beyond
the first kiss.
But the little man
says I am too wise
in this
and counsels
that first catch your prey
then educate.
I cannot
prey
upon my prey;
it's not my way.
I wait;
I say
for the right way
and the little man
goes poof
and
disappears.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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He who foresees calamities, suffers them twice over.
quote by Beilby Porteus
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What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?
The Rat and the Owl
A rat is moving on the ground;
It searches for something to eat;
’Tis night and it must quickly find
Some food or else, it must sure starve!
A large owl stands with two large eyes;
It turns its neck to scan the ground;
It strains its eyes to catch a prey,
And sees a rat shuffling across!
Both search for food in frantic ways;
Both need to eat to stay alive;
The owl is like a ghost at night;
Its large eyes contrast rat’s small ones!
The owl is predator for rat;
The rat is prey for owl at night;
The owl is sure to pin the rat,
And death is sure for the latter!
The rat moves on unwarily!
It nears the owl innocently;
It does not know that death is near;
Its mind is bent on searching food!
The owl is watching rat’s movements;
The prey is rather small in size;
It tries to keep the rat within
Its visual fields, and take a strike!
The rat is unaware of owl;
It has not sniffed the danger near;
With nostrils engrossed in food-search,
It scurries to and fro for long!
The owl is planning when to swoop;
An opportune moment must come;
The rat must take a moment’s rest;
The owl’s claws take the rat to nest!
The predator is smart and swift;
The prey will certainly get caught;
There is a small chance to escape;
But, predator must make the fault!
Both owl and rat must eat to live;
The rat is prey for owl always;
The rat can still avoid its death;
It must respect the owl’s beak-might!
In life, we play with dangers oft;
We know that fire surely burns;
We walk into the ‘jaws of death’!
We take some risks that bring us death!
But being careful is a must;
We cannot risk our precious life;
Lurk dangers in our environs;
The thread of life could get cut fast!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-21-2008
poem by John Celes
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Twarted Tiger.
Tiger hunting in dark of night,
Keenful eyes keeping it's prey in sight,
hidden in the long grass, crouching low,
waiting to deliver it's fatal blow.
Moon watches tiger with a glint in his eye,
illuminates crouched tiger to all prey nearby,
tiger growles at the moon as he shakes his furry head,
and on an empty stomach takes himself off to bed.
tuesday 1st november,2005.
A host is like a general: calamities often reveal his genius.