Tornaments
i dream, i promise,
i break up,
i shatter,
like unstable,
moments,
in the life,
countless,
in occasions,
but,
i still wonder,
over,
my internal distortions,
viable,
noises, raised up to neck,
occasional severity,
in behavior disorder,
and shutdown,
of all random priorities,
to pay breaths as ransom,
to life,
with fetters over body,
emptying my lungs,
with labored exhale,
how you can believe,
when lies are,
ornaments of face,
and swamps of sins,
to drag me in,
you are generous,
to offer me,
your hand,
in epic moments,
with traction of my arm,
but gravity,
increasing my weight,
to infinity,
death comes,
with light speed,
Einstein writes,
EMC2,
on my fore head,
Alexander conquers my will,
Aristotle confuses,
the situation,
whatever,
it may be,
hidden,
and dormant,
t ornaments,
erupting from the soil.
under my feet
poem by Rafique Farooqi
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Beauty doesn't need ornaments. Softness can't bear the weight of ornaments.
quote by Munshi Premchand
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Change in aspirations.
When I was younger
I wanted to go out like Morrison.
Life lived at
break neck speed
Debauched
High
Dead in Paris
at age 28.
Nowadays
I just want to be
Tom Waits
Sat on a porch
with a glass of wine
in my hand
And my cat's
asleep at my feet.
It's funny,
as each passing year
drags you one step
closer to death
your priorities seem
to
change.
I Could Not Ask For More
Lying here with you listening to the rain smiling just to see the smile upon your face these are the moments I thank God that Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life
Ound all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more looking in your eyes seeing all I need everything you are is everything to me these are the moments I know heaven must exist t
Are the moments I know all I need is this I have all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together I could not ask for more than this time
You every prayer has been answered every dream I haves come true and right here in this moment is right where Im meant to be here with you here with me these are the moments I thank
That Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life Ive got all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more chorus I could not ask for more than the love you give me coz
Al
L Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Reverence For Life
Oh how precarious life is now.
No one knows what to do.
Should we close our eyes and shut our ears
and pray for miracles to come true?
Or stand up tall and hope for the best
and abolish all of our fears?
The tenuous situation in the Gulf
is affecting the life we revere.
But reverence for life is based on love
and a future without it is bleak.
The wave of violence and stupidity
seems to be at its peak.
We sleep through truth and awaken to lies
and resign ourselves to fate.
And sense and sensibility in most of us
is hanging like a weight.
This weight is an albatross around our neck
that's been choking us for too long.
We've allowed the few to rule the many
and hidden from what is wrong.
Is it too late?
Only time will tell.
No one knows for sure.
But I offer my my prayers for Mother earth
in the hopes that she will endure.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Touch me not
I feel so shy if you touch,
Never think more or ideas vouch,
Prison I feel as water in pouch,
Neither words nor offer much,
With first light I open,
Leaves fresh and arm widen,
Open to embrace but shame laden,
Eyes stare but words hidden,
I need a touch smooth and delicate,
I shut my eyes if matters complicate,
It is not crown, kingdom so I abdicate,
Shyness, mildness and oneness indicate,
I may mushroom and naturally bloom,
Moment you touch face become gloom,
Even closed doors and windows in room,
Face get reddish and shyness zoom,
“Touch me not” say I won’t allow,
Not shake hand or word hello,
I can’t and hide face in pillow,
Never look up face and eyes below,
Allow it to happen natural way,
Not you wait to hear my say,
Not respect but feelings pay,
Not to loose hope as you are ray,
Female or ladies always like fold,
Handsome gents and approach bold,
If touched once feel body cold,
Soul and body never feel sold,
Ladies have quality inherent,
Does not depend on advice of parent,
Face always down with eyes to speak,
No words to speak or silence to break,
Can’t be won over by false promise,
Moments fact known entry dismiss,
Dream remains dream and always to miss,
Sudden end with nothing more to kiss,
To be in fold is act holy pure,
Bonding takes place if both are sure,
“Promise to be on side ‘words assure,
No evil takes place as steps taken sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human Prefer To Be Sad!
The tears that we shed today,
Will dry up ultimately one day,
Thinking of our cries of yesterdays,
Has no meaning to worry and dismay.
The troubles are there to wear as ornaments,
People may turn and look on our emotion flare ups,
The same can be worn as shoes to keep under our feet,
Step on those sorrows in every available moments.
Wasted is our life, when we are not bold enough,
To wield the shield against the oncoming sorrowful arrows,
When so many options are still available to prove,
We do want to be sad and lick the wounds self inflicted.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Sell My Soul
“My soul and body for sale “
Offer from fish to a big whale,
When saw a big danger face went pale,
But indeed plain truth and not simple tale,
I can’t grow any more,
Nor can I protect in downpour,
Never faced worst ever this before,
Broken at heart and body lay tore,
I may not offer or even fight,
Find no candle even there no light,
Situation may be worse or even tight,
Worries may be more solution not in sight,
Tough it prove life may prove hard,
Can’t keep it away or off may ward,
Still it may remain, close I may eyes,
Nor it may vanish even I make byes,
I may boost big and promise tall make,
Handle it with ease and eat like cake,
Shaken from within when face rough,
Resolve may shrink when task find tough,
Still I may not relent, and also lament,
But loose I may ground and offer no comment,
I may collect thread and wave it neat,
Try to project success and excellent feat,
Had it been in reach, I may hold good,
Last I may more even without food,
But alas! I am gone and face defeat,
I may loose ground and may retreat,
Still I may hold firm and loose not grip,
Dark may not deter even light may trip,
I still stand fast and put brave front,
Odd may not give in I may more confront,
But as I said I just cave in,
Future lay barren and I shatter within,
I can’t offer more than body and soul,
Life proved hard and I feel foul,
So do I offer soul and body sale,
Story may not find well with male,
But it may find favour and also flavour,
I may keep it low but it will clamour
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nocturne
With eyes that are gleaming like the stars outside
you whisper about how much you miss me at times,
the rays of the silver moon splashes over you face,
hanging for moments gleaming on your forehead, chin and cheek
where it catches a teardropp that glitters like a dropp of dew
while my hand folds loving over yours
and around us the night is full of insect noises, croaking frogs
and cooing doves
but you sigh when my lips find yours,
for moments the depth of passion blinds us
and your breasts are hot, soft and round
while a smile hides at the shades of your mouth,
your figure is slim and naked
while you make unforgettable moments for me
groaning in self-satisfaction and the dark night
stretches far and wide with the coming goodbye,
where moments of moonshine are filled with fear,
about when I have got to be away out of your life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Tale Of A Hanging
Time is running out and what a heck
A few moments from now, they'll break my neck.
A shiver down my spine, I'll be no more
The noose is ready, and so is trapdoor.
Here they come, for my last statement
Going through rituals, it's my predicament.
Someone asked if I would make a will
What I would like to have for last meal.
I'm so scared, dimmer gets the light
There's no way I can have an appetite.
My head is jumbled, my thoughts in a mess
The hangman is ready, they give me my dress.
My feet are so heavy, it's hard to stand
Not wasting time, they drag me by hand.
The gallows looks ominous, I'm dead pale
Just a few steps and I'll be in hell.
The world is so alive, I'm in no mood
They pinion me tight, put on the hood.
The lever goes bang, tightens the noose
Down I go, hang limp and loose.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Waving to moments passing by
Moments happy moments
people think about them
people write about them
people talk about them
people hope about them
I see moments
lots of moments
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
My life is a ship
on an Ocean deep
passing by is the ship 'Could've been'
it holds all my moments in its keep
I stand on my lifes deck
waving to moments till they're just a speck
Moments happy moments
people live them
people grab them
people make them
people savour them
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
Goodbye 'Could've been'
Goodbye moments...
poem by Michelle Melody
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A Moment To Remember
A moment to Remember
This night is too beautiful to behold, moon and silence. My heart aches.
Know I will wake up at dawn and regret that I can’t take it with me.
It will all be erased one day and I shall not know that I ever lived. I have
nothing, cannot own anything but my own ageing body, all I can do is to
enjoy the rare moments of fulfillments. I hear a plane high up see its light,
full of passengers going home and back to work. Why would anyone want
to leave this place? Across the road, in a darkened house, a man lies dying
racked by pain he can’t even shave himself. He sees not the full moon.
My life consists of moments, not like takes at a film studio that can be done
over and over again till it’s right. Some moments are too sad to behold.
Do not think of this now, I will drink another cold beer, smoke a cigarette,
look at the stars and dream.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Remember
I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Gravity!
Plunge from eternity into reality.
Cry.
Yeah, mom and dad brought you here.
Open your eyes.
Draw your first breath.
The downward ride begins.
Open your heart. Let love in.
Open your heart. Let love out.
Smile.
Miss a heartbeat.
Crawl. Walk. Run. Fly.
Touch the sky.
Defy it.
Blow for blow.
Let life happen to you.
Laugh.
Live.
Eat. Drink.
Hurt. Heal.
Get. Give.
Breathe. Exhale.
Pendulum. Swings.
Down you go.
Take. A stand.
Search. Knowledge.
Fool. Become wise.
Nerves. Take the stage.
Hold onto. Let go.
The second hand races.
Take your time.
Betrayed. Forgive.
Pressure. Diamonds.
Angry. For a moment.
Face. Your fears.
Silence. Ponder.
Hug. Give yourself away.
Find. Yourself.
Frown with the moonlight.
Shine with the sun.
Twinkle with the stars.
Sing with the birds.
Dance with your soul.
For these are the days of your life.
Pursue your passion.
Have faith in you.
For you are all you have.
Happiness. Your treasure.
Sorrow. Your weight.
Put a smile. On a face.
Open your eyes. See.
Open your mind. Vision.
Open your spirit. Dream.
Fall down. Get up.
A hand. A friend.
Tick tock.
Ping pong.
Ding dong.
Down you slide.
Think. Create.
The south calls. Impact.
Let your biography be the history of the
world.
Let your feet leave a dent on time's
sand.
Going. Down.
Let your life be the boulevard the world
comes to.
When all's been said and all's been
done.
Nature calls. Gravity straps its belt.
Ready to take you for a ride six feet
under.
Gravity pushes us all six feet under.
Live in such a way that when gravity
does take its course, your fragrance
kisses the generations yet unborn.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Moments
We have treasured moments
we collect everyday,
as we walk our journey
along life’s long and winding road.
Moments that we want to keep
for some sad and lonely day.
Moments to treasure,
when the sun refuses to shine.
Moments to remember
and call upon at anytime.
Moments when we are blessed,
with love and friendship divine.
Moments that we gather,
with love in our memories.
Moments, beautiful moment,
we gather everyday.
poem by David Harris
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My Canadian Chronicles 13
In each life, there are special moments
we like to remember and recall.
Moments that have brought us laughter
almost cascading into tears.
Moments of great happiness
to last us through the years.
Moments with very special people
who are dearly beloved friends.
Special moments no one can take away.
They happen but once
and are captured forever within our mind.
Special moments within our lifetime.
10 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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There Are Moments
There are moments
In the reservoir of life
When the hours become twisted
And slowly drown in infinity.
There are moments
When traveling through
The unending highway of destiny,
One feels like wasted in a bin of time.
There are moments
When the mind is trapped
In the tunnel of forgetfulness
While words become muted
And the fragile body motionless.
there are moments
When you feel like in a vessel
Caught on fire and capsizing
In the middle of the sea
Sadly knowing
There is not help at all.
There are moments
When facts are unknown
Why or what has happened
In the urgency of self-preservation
And the only help is oneself alone
In the rescue of the senses-flammable
Until oppositely charged
By expulsion or exposition.
Knowing the vessel was capsizing
and that the only sailor was me,
I found the way to stay afloat
Along with an invisible friend named Hope
Who gave me strength to keep on going
Until reaching the solid ground
Thank you, my Lord!
For no abandoning me
In this tumultuous journey!
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Precious Moments
Looking across the timeless ebbies
that stretches as far as our lives have travelled
searching for precious moments
that were left behind
and now lie hidden in our memories.
Those times when life propelled itself
in spurts of our endeavours,
but always left some precious moments
behind out of our lives.
Like Icarus, we flew too high
for our own self-importance
leaving behind a yearning
for something we had,
but foolishly left so far behind.
Now to relive them
we search the four corners
and hidden crevices of our memory
where broken loves fell.
We want again to dream
of those days of our splendour
and our mistakes in love
that has left a forever yearning
for the things we will never have.
The precious moments that lay scattered
somewhere in the hidden corners
of our distant memories
near the seas of tranquillity.
20 September 2011
poem by David Harris
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In the markets of Maibong
I searched so much
for ornaments of raw gold
in the markets of Maibong,
Gold is only in name
You are lovelier than gold
without ornaments
The goldsmith could not make
a single piece of ornament
to your measure
What kind of goldsmith is he
without ornaments
You are lovelier than gold
The door of the moon in the sky
was open
Secretly I peeped
Orange moon
People say
The moon is lovely
The moon is only in name
You are lovelier than the moon.
Translated by Ajit Barua
poem by Prem Narayan Nath
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The Role of Soul and Body
The soul and body are integrated
Who governs one’s ego, desire and traits?
Are genes the seat of the soul or body?
Who commits sins and perform virtues?
Who experiences the joy and sorrow?
It is not the soul alone that does them.
It is not the body alone that does them.
Soul and body together manifest
Like the flame and candle together burn.
The struggle of the internal force with
The external force is what we call life.
Our prayers and sacrifices have no sway.
Both are independent and unconcerned.
To sum up, there is only single soul
That runs through the entire living kingdom.
It never dies nor is born with deaths and births.
Its growth is bound by the external force.
The internal force is in continuation
To the external force, which is the God
They have their own agenda to perform.
Your prayers are irrelevant to them.
No soul exists or is reborn after death.
Sins and virtues are not to carry over.
Birth and death are internal occurrence.
To live is the motto of the living things..
15.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Someone Said
Someone said “she is so beautiful”
Laden with ornaments and looks like moon
No spots on the face and clean surface
Shining cheeks with lovely face
When she opens mouth then nature smiles
If she walks few steps then earth gives a way for while
Complete harmony in air and around the surrounding
Her everything is unique and spells bounding
This is what people comment for a lovable figure
They are fascinated and mesmerized for sure
Few more words in praise and sincere try for good company
This can be dream of thousands and wished by many
But it is not worthwhile to take care for beautiful appearance
It might have been appreciated a lot for having spread fragrance
Yet it is subjected to decay and must be understood
The ground is not yours where you have now presently stood
If broad term is accepted in general
Then it is right welcome for spring’s arrival
It must look beautiful with so many changes
Look, behavior, move all go and move fast with the age
You will be hardly known for your outer show
It may come fast, remain for short while and go
Try to look beautiful from internal heart
If you can do this, then it will be praiseworthy art
It will be acknowledged but may not be told
As beauty is never obtained or sold
It may have fine combination if linked with smile
The tragedy and pain may disappear meanwhile
Accept that you are most beautiful person
You may have no compelling situation or reason
Yet you go out with waving hand
You may reach out to the unknown friends
This is how you win hearts
It may not find good start
The result may be far reaching
The show itself is not less teaching
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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