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Life has its own hidden forces which you can only discover by living.

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Word has its own power

Word has its own power
Through word you can win war.
You are here to get peace
Love and affection are nice.
You are there for welfare of the world
You belong to the world in toto
Be soft be feeble and mild.

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Every Morning Has Its Own Poem/ Old Age Fades

EVERY MORNING HAS ITS OWN POEM/ OLD AGE FADES

Every morning has its own poem
Old age fades and goes away in the grey of the early morning day
Every day has its own poem
Every time of life
Hope too is also given to those with few years left
Old age has a poem
I am trying to write it.

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Love has its own language

The intensity of kisses,
the look in eyes
that burns flaming,
the touch of hands
which is loaded with intensity,
is all without true meaning
if there isn’t love
between partners.

Love has its own language,
that people speak with each other
and at times words are needless:

The silent understanding
of what is going on in the heart,
the gladness and trust
which leaks out of its own accord,
the being together
without having
to touch each other;
says deeper things
without having to use words.

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Every Day Has Its Own Story

EVERY DAY HAS ITS OWN STORY

Every day has its own story
What will be today
I don't know-
Time tells us we will be surprised
Whether we want to or not-
We pray against the evil days
But God gives what God gives-
In our childhood souls we believe our goodness will save us -
But where is the reward for so many more righteous than us?

We go on and we try to continue to dream-
Old age is not easy -
On the whole life has not destroyed me yet-
I will maintain for so long as I can the fiction that all will be alright
Plodding along in these lines I pray today will have no special evil in it.

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Life Has Its Way....

Life is like the waves it has its ups and downs
Life is like a roller coaster it has its twists and turns
Life is like a sport it just depends on what we play
Life is like a game of poker it just depends on what we are dealt

Life can be given life can be taken
Life can be a curse life can be a blessing
Life can be a pain life can be in sain

Life has its ways life has its days
Life has its love life has its hate
Life has its gentler touch but it has its harder punch

Life brings you your knees when you feel in need
Life brings you a lot of things
but in the end it depends on what we do!

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Love Has Its Own Scars...

love does not sleep with clouds
and flowers...
nor wait patiently on dawn!
but with the barrel of the gun
cold on bruised lips,
with the torn flesh of moonlight,
at the height of the storm.
love never enters by doors,
but steals through windows...
speaks fluently in the language of hurt.
is the beginning of wars,
and their only end.
wine bittered with poison,
water still and pure!
rises in flight without warning,
tears the gutters from the roof.
shouts with silence,
and rhymes poverty's nails.
has its own prayers,
names its own gods...
becomes the value of a life,
on eternity's table.
the hurricane that strokes,
the hunger that weeps.
love has its own scars,
digs its own grave with a fork!

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Reality Has Its Own Agenda Too

They can create any statistic they wish.
Label it and give it purpose.
And have anyone believe,
What it is they desire perceived.
But reality has its own agenda too!
And when it finally begins to remove falsities...
It does so without making excuses.
Sometimes becoming quite abrupt,
Abrasive and direct!

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Poetry Has Its Own Music

POETRY HAS ITS OWN MUSIC

Poetry has its own music-
A mind empty of it
Wonders where it is.

Poetry has a rhythm of its own
Without that rhythm
Dead words dead lines dead pages.

Seeking the rhythm the music of poetry
Flat lines come
And the poem is a parody
Of true poetry.

How many flat and false poems
Have I written
In order
To help me try
To come alive?

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Life has become dull and boring without you

Passing time

Has become difficult

For me

I switch on the TV

Find no program

Worth seeing

I try to hear music

It hurts my ears

I try to read a book

Do not understand

A word of it

I sit in the garden

The flies bother me

I stand in the window

The cold air hurts me

I do not know what to do?

You, not being near me

Makes me feel

Everything is useless

Life has become dull

And boring without you

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for Loleng

i am afraid i have been too literal
for the main reason that i want you to understand easily
what i mean
to lighten what heavy load
you have there

i am sleepy and you expect more of those
metaphors

they have all left this place
that many have misunderstood

now Loleng
each word has its own moving meaning

a dung for a cow
something that is wet for rain

each word has its own limited reality
which you must enclose and
capture
a niche for instance
and a flower
and white curtain all for a wall

but it will not be for long Loleng
when leaving is too painful when things cannot be prevented
from happening

like birth for a start then sometimes death in the middle
instead of marriage

what words will i use Loleng to comfort you?
what metaphors can i think of
to appease you
or trick you into an exit?

perhaps only silence, only silence

perhaps even nothing at all
to comfort you because
the dark nights are getting long
storms more turbulent

and many people as indifferent as
the blank stares that you
see when they shrug their shoulders
when you ran for
them for help

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Mystery of Mind Poem - the mind has a mind of its own

the mind
has a mind
of its own

the mind
possesses
a life of its own

a personality
of its own

an intelligence
of its own

give it a
chance
to talk to you

be quiet

and you will
be surprised
and bewildered
at what you
could hear

the mind
it longs to
talk to you
communicate
with you

all your life

a timeless
formless,
shapeless
machine
shoved into
a sanctum
to work with
time, shape,
form and
You

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The Great Man Who Ate Cow Dung All His Life (secretly)

everyday
he feeds himself
with cow dung
but this is done
discreetly
for who in this
normal world
would like
to satisfy
himself with
dung
who in this
society would
love a man
who eats and
smells like
cow dung?

of course, he
feared
that soon if
society knows
he shall be
another ostracized
ostrich
electrically fenced
and monitored
and segregated
at Ward 8
for social
rehabilitation

he didn't like dung
reason and logic
so tell him well
but he couldn't resist
the smell of dung
even if it is kilometers
away
there is simply this
obsession for
cow dung
and he begins
to salivate even
for the word
dung

and for so many nights
he prayed
that his mind-set be
changed
so that he can prefer
steak
medium rare
than watery cow
dung

life has its own
idiosyncrasies for
he prefers dung
than barbecue
despite his
genius for good
food

and so
not to deprive
himself of what he
really loves
in his whole life
he eats cow dung
stores them in his
refrigerator

and eats cow dung
regularly
savoring every
fiber and enjoying
that rotten
sticky smell of
rotten grass
and leaves or
hay

how he wishes
that the shrink can
teach him to hate
dung
but this never
happened
he never referred
the matter
somehow
for fear of information
leaks
for modesty aside
he is
a great man
in his field of
endeavor

no one knows this

this is his secret
and i have known this
only about a year & a half
after he died

when i found his
black diary hidden
under the
old creaky bed
because it
smells dung
itself
in his
luxurious house
beside
a river

you know him
he is one of the greatest men
in our history
a philosopher
writer
philanthropist
scient ist
artist
sculptor
a genius
who ate cow dung
all his life

well adored by history
a hero for all humanity
the Renaissance man
as they dub him to be
the man who ate
and secretly loved cow
dung all this life

do not bother
let us keep his greatness
history is always right
do not argue

great men
revered the cow
ate cow dung
and become
famous
throughout the life
of history

their names
written in the pages of books
like sticky
piece of dung
but shits
unknown

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Love has its charm

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If you awaited it then you could have told face to face
Insulted me in gathering and thrown out of the race
In this way you could take revenge and settle he score
Had this not been the case, I should have been buried live to speak no more


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Nobody could have done like this as you did
Greet with hands then change the eye lid
I was the only one person lost to you
Considered you mine but proved to be untrue

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You might have some compulsions but now at least come in open for while
Tell in presence of everyone with lively words and smile
Open up and smilingly reveal 'love has its own style'
Everybody here has surrended to the beauty meanwhile


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Whoever defaults may have repercussions
Disobedience may be dealt with sternly without any discussion
Will feel hell during his life time
Will repent through out ht his life period for times to come

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We know fully well about love birds
Who try hard to make it lively with sweet words?
But they forget that life is full of thorns
It is not only impossible to reach near the goal but to scorn

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We too are human and take your words as granted
Submit to your proposal and surrender as you had wanted
Leave all the decisions to the wishes of almighty
That our choice is justified and in full conformity

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Word life

Word word life life
word life life word.
Life has its own word
Word has its own life.
word life life word
Life life word word.
Are you ready to catch
The word in your life?
Has your word the strength
And power the bear the life?
Through the word
Is your life become happy?
Word word life life
Coining of words through life
Is the successful art
That is to cultvate.
You are here
I am here
Words are around us
Go and trace
Go go and crash.

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Nothing seems right

Nothing seemed perfectly right from beginning
I could not believe it was end of an inning
May be sun was rushing for immediate shelter
Icy wind took over to indicate arrival of winter

Nature’s cycle was at its best and in tune
It functioned smoothly in the month of June
Dark clouds took reign of whole sky
I failed to understand and asked why?

Earth greeted with joy the rain’s arrival
It was as if preparation for the festival
The life scene was suddenly to change
It was not impossible but difficult to manage

God has created space for everyone
Everything is managed and orderly done
Everybody look at sky and sincerely pray
To lead a life in best possible way

May be I am destined to lie very low
I must look forward and not below
No one is getting its undue share
You got to play your part very fare

Sometimes it may not click but coincide
Luck may turn back and not decide
You may loose the chance and lament
Witness in isolation without any comment

Luck or no luck it is complete cycle
Somewhere it has to meet in circle
It may take longer time than expected
Fortune is not something which can be invented

Well, try to adjust if nothing goes well
Don’t term it as hard luck or living hell
It is destined to take place and realized soon
You may witness showers in shining noon

It is not that poor may remain always poor
Draught may not end with heavy shower
Everything has its own time and place
Hut can be turned into mansion or palace

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Every Morning Has His Own Poem/Today's Poem Is A Painful One

EVERY MORNING HAS ITS OWN POEM/ TODAY’S POEM IS A PAINFUL ONE

Every morning has its own poem
Today’s poem is a painful one
Sad is death-
No poem-
Sad is the morning of today.

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Experiencing Life Has Made Me Wiser

What are you doing?

'Making it easy and obvious as possible,
How much attention you give to me...
To give others the opinion,
You can not wait to grit your teeth...
Upon my appearance.
To leave the tactics you use,
As if a child in grade school.'

But you are not suppose to notice,
What it is that I do.

'I too was once a child.
But experiencing life has made me wiser.
And apparently,
You have yet to have had that opportunity.'

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Rainbow Silhouette

I saw a rainbow silhouette from the sky
I know the reason and its purpose why
God in His infinite goodness and love
Wanted to give this to me from above

My life has its own ups and downs
Gazing up to the sky, the rainbow silhouette covered me down
It's different colors, are colors of God's skin
Black, brown, yellow, red, white, everybody are His kin

I saw a rainbow silhouette again tonight
I can dream peacefully now and sleep tight.

What about you...? i hope so..
God bless you..

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Like A Sticky Phlegm

life gets too sticky
to my throat, and like a cough
i insist to expel it,
but life has its own rules,
you cannot expel it
like phlegm
there are consequences
causes and effects
there are dogmas that
fence the wild imagination
there are metaphors
that can be forgiven
these guilty feelings
of abandon and welcomes
fear the skies
and know the wisdom of the
burying grounds
listen to the wind
it speaks in madness
hear the song of the solo leaf
this one must be
for you, lonesome fellow.

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A Seer

'BELOW there are white-faced throngs,
Their march is a tide coming Higher;
Below there are white-faced throngs,
Their faith is a banner flung higher;
Below there are white-faced throngs,
White swords they have yet, but red songs;
Place and lot they have lost hear you not?
For a dream you once dreamed and forgot!'

'But a dream has a life of its own
The wizard seas it can cross
A dream has a life of its own
It comes like the albatross.
A dream has a life of its own,
From my feet to your feet it has flown
And you, you victorious
That wild, white thing will lose!'

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