Pacidy
1970. officially unreleased.
Pacidy, my love
Glowing ember of evening
Your eyes are frozen with guilt
I read my fate on your cheeks
The smoldering coals of a passion
Once a meadow of hope
Days of minstrels and bright steeds
Autumn nights and silk sheets
Your tender battle shadow on me
Scented lavender kiss-es, soft and warm
The union of strength in a love against life
Love against life
Pacidy, my love
Your touch, so limp, was once frenzied
Your argon lips were once sweet
A life has slipped through my hands
My spirits sift in a stale sigh
Did love exist as a dream?
Mother fawn of a pine wood
Shepherdess of my grief
Veils a freedom not for me
Far beyond the steep ridge, where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
song performed by by Genesis
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What is man without the beasts If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected.
quote by Chief Seattle
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Are you heard?
God forbids men to kill men.
God permits men to kill beasts.
Men are saved and not the beasts.
Don’t they pray to God, as do men?
Hasn’t God listened to them?
Aren’t they as much to Him?
Neither you nor the beasts are heard
It is your misplaced inference
26.10.2002 Trichur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Between us and heaven or hell there is only life, which is the frailest thing in the world.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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Bless The Beasts & The Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Bless The Beasts And Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Bless The Beast & Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Lines.—I cannot sleep
I cannot sleep—my nights glide on
In one unbroken thought of thee;
And when the gloomy shades are gone,
I start the dawning light to see.
And as I watch the rising morn
Gain slowly o'er the yielding sky,
And mark another day new born,
That glows so brightly—yet must die—
I think how all the hopes we cherish
As transient, though as bright, will be;
And frailest of the hopes that perish
Were mine, that told of love and thee!
poem by Louisa Stuart Costello
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Men are beasts and even beasts don't behave as they do.
quote by Brigitte Bardot
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Sonnet: God’s Love is Prime
God’s love made earth and gave man a life-span;
God’s love made Eve, Adam and all beasts on earth;
God’s love made plants and everything for man;
God’s love made creatures, giving them their breath.
God’s love made Him to give Ten Commandments;
God’s love made Sun, Moon, Stars- the Universe;
God love allowed devils’ impediments;
God’s love let man to make conditions worse.
God’s love made Jesus die upon the Cross;
God’s love made Him redeem the souls of men;
God’s love made His spirit remove chaos;
God’s love made Eternal life in Heaven.
God’s love made man to love this neighbor well;
God’s love made Him to cast bad souls to Hell.
6-11-2001
poem by John Celes
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A Flower Given to My Daughter
Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave
Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time's wan wave.
Rosefrail and fair -- yet frailest
A wonder wild
In gentle eyes thou veilest,
My blueveined child.
poem by James Joyce
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Wherefore This Life
Wherefore This Life
-T.Amanyu
1, September,2008
We knew the time had come,
And the time had come, we knew,
For the grievous lords had called on us
Before on the lea had set the dew.
And I didst espy the other men go
Passing my hut and Charles’ farm too.
Through the haunts of snakes and beasts,
I watched them as they quietly did move.
‘Wherefore do ye walk’ I asked one
To be answer’d by chilly silence.
So like any other man, I from my house sprang,
And made towards the jungle dense.
We walked and walked for many days;
Still not a stain of strain dud we feel.
We passed cold nights still trudging way,
Fain forgetting our own weal.
We passed the tall thickets profound,
Where at morn beasts wild prowl.
We trod our way o’er courage and faith;
Boldly under the ogre’s growl.
Nests of dainty birds passed us,
On top of the redwoods’ high boughs;
Or rather we passed them,
In this place which no one loves.
We passed the moors and lakes immense,
And passed the birds under heaven’s eye.
We passed some blissful beasts and plants;
Thither- somewhere where one must die.
And all through my way I found,
But vain, melancholy and grief;
And then was it that I fathomed my way-
Towards a battlefield… that of life.
The battle began- the battle of life.
With no weapons, the halcyon war.
I fought bravely under depths of grief;
Till I knew I from death was not far.
And I felt myself by an arrow hit hard;
Of love which no witchcraft can erase,
The eternity whereof I’ve felt aye in my life
And now I am with death face to face.
Now I feel myself on the thorns of life,
And I bleed upon this evil time.
And then goes my soul and my life an’ my corpse;
Languidly into the hanging blue rime.
poem by Amanyu T Thulasi
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Here The Frailest Leaves Of Me
HERE the frailest leaves of me, and yet my strongest-lasting:
Here I shade and hide my thoughts--I myself do not expose them,
And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Bizarre Beasts
Bizarre beasts are breezy once laughing,
Clean and clear are their arts forever;
Clever maps are driven, forming an illness,
Deafening the ears of the traveller.
A devilish grin arouses the beasts around,
The colossal weather-changes bear fruit
For all the cloudy scene, when animals roar
And beam on the lesser variety, forever.
I am an eminent believer in beasts that travel,
Boring boldness accepts their heads of work,
For the descriptive edge arrives, well ahead,
Demonic and different are the classes of their travel.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Animal Spirits
They love all the secrets of animal spirits,
Launching a missile at them, like a bullet or three.
Afresh the missiles flow at a second quarry,
These project a dangerous blow to the spirit inside.
My question is simple to these beasts of menace:
Why do we hate each other a lot, like a good return is given?
This income is small, it smelt of hard work,
And the animals are attacking us, just attacking us!
They love these invisible thoughts of life,
The thoughts that matter to hunters and hunted.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Resignation
It is because we can't build love
that mansions stand forever
but hearts get broken ever
and now weddings must be punctuated with rings
and the spirit of family flies like a bird with wings
It is because we have failed to understand the dynamics
that the wind of change blows us to war's gymnastics
and we've failed to get hold of life's not-so-sweet realities
thus the beasts of fear have dragged us into sin's territories
so, we've forsaken the God who hears for the devil who appears
We run from sleep's night mares
and hide from life's little scares
instead of climbing steep stare
and trying out the last but only bet we've got
and that is the resignation we've forged!
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Sonnet: God’s Infinite Love for Man
God gave the horses hooves; left man bare-foot!
The eagle claws but man’s fingers just nails;
So, horses trot/ gallop; man wears a boot;
The birds need claws while man pares/ grows if ails.
God gave some beasts four legs to walk and run;
But man, two hands and pow’r to speak out thoughts;
But beasts lie shelter-less in rain or sun;
Yet, man is wily changing others’ lots!
How blest is man much more than any beast!
Ungratefully, yet selfishly, he lives;
God’s love for man ensouled has never ceased;
Though man may err so often, God forgives.
Men know God’s love profound, Yet soul ignore;
Can man in sin get past the Heaven’s door?
5-22-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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When The Lamp Is Shattered
When the lamp is shattered,
The light in the dust lies dead;
When the cloud is scattered,
The rainbow's glory is shed;
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remembered not;
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot.
As music and splendor
Survive not the lamp and the lute,
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute:--
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruined cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.
When hearts have once mingled,
Love first leaves the well-built nest;
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possessed.
O Love! who bewailest
The frailty of all things here,
Why choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, and your bier?
Its passions will rock thee,
As the storms rock the ravens on high;
Bright reason will mock thee,
Like the sun from a wintry sky.
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
When leaves fall and cold winds come.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Sonnet: If Not For Love
If not for love, this world cannot be good,
And peace cannot prevail in human race!
If not for love, all family members could
Become strangers and life would turn a maze!
If not for love, each mother need not nurse
Her offspring, rearing them with utmost care;
If not for love, life on earth would turn worse,
To do all heinous crimes, most men would dare.
If not for love, most beasts could turn extinct,
And wars could start for silly excuses;
If not for love, men could not have precinct
For God, and turn nomads and recluses!
If not for love, God need not create man,
And incarnate from womb of one woman!
poem by John Celes
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Lines
WHEN the lamp is shatter'd,
The light in the dust lies dead;
When the cloud is scatter'd,
The rainbow's glory is shed;
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remember'd not
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot.
As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute,
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute--
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruin'd cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.
When hearts have once mingled,
Love first leaves the well-built nest;
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possest.
O Love, who bewailest
The frailty of all things here,
Why choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, and your bier?
Its passions will rock thee,
As the storms rock the ravens on high:
Bright reason will mock thee,
Like the sun from a wintry sky.
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
When leaves fall and cold winds come.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Sonnet Of Motherhood VI
I’d have you love my body as my soul,
Praise it and magnify it night and day,
Knowing its sweetness blossoms out of clay
With tremulous movement to its spirit goal.
These arms perchance have clambered branch and bole,
These feet have run from many beasts of prey;
But Love has led them to a clearer way.
Moulding white rapture from apparent dole.
O, let my body be your soul’s delight,
Your mirror true of Beauty most-esteemed,
That looking on its form your lips breathe low:
“This is herself, her soul within my sight.”
So read it over as a book you dreamed
In boyhood’s fancy many a year ago.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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