Playing the Game-A poem

Life is a game with a glorious prize,
If we can only play it right.
It is give and take, build and break,
And often it ends in a fight;
But he surely wins who honestly tries
(Regardless of wealth or fame),

He can never despair who plays it fair
How are you playing the game?

Do you wilt and whine, if you fail to win
In the manner you think your due?
Do you sneer at the man in case that he can
And does, do better than you?
Do you take your rebuffs with a knowing grin?
Do you laugh tho' you pull up lame?

Does your faith hold true when the whole world's blue?
How are you playing the game?

Get into the thick of it - wade in, boys!
Whatever your cherished goal;
Brace up your will till your pulses thrill,
And you dare - to your very soul!
Do something more than make a noise;
Let your purpose leap into flame

As you plunge with a cry, "I shall do or die,"
Then you will be playing the game.

Just One -A poem

One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.

One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal

One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.

One step must start each journey.
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.

One voice can speak with wisdom,

One heart can know what's true,

One life can make a difference,
You see, it's up to you!

A sad child

You're sad because you're sad.
It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.
Go see a shrink or take a pill,
or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll
you need to sleep.

Well, all children are sad
but some get over it.
Count your blessings. Better than that,
buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet.
Take up dancing to forget.

Forget what? 
Your sadness, your shadow,
whatever it was that was done to you
the day of the lawn party
when you came inside flushed with the sun,
your mouth sulky with sugar,
in your new dress with the ribbon
and the ice-cream smear,
and said to yourself in the bathroom,
I am not the favorite child.

My darling, when it comes
right down to it
and the light fails and the fog rolls in
and you're trapped in your overturned body
under a blanket or burning car,

and the red flame is seeping out of you
and igniting the tarmac beside your head
or else the floor, or else the pillow,
none of us is; 
or else we all are. 

The Unknown Path-A Poem

The early morning fog clouds his vision,
yet he can make out her outline
within the shroud of the heavy mist.

Her divine figure entices him to join her,
while she also signals with a finger to follow.

He is hesitant to traverse this unknown path,
but her smile, like a beacon welcoming
weary seafarers, seduces his senses,
and so he complies with her request.

In what seems like hours, he follows her,
his heart craving the delights she promises;
so blinded is he in his singular pursuit,
he does not notice their space never narrows.

Then in the distance he hears the familiar
wails of a siren, warning him to return.

But he already knows it is too late,
for he is now lost in his dream.

Minority Poem

In my room, I talk 
to my invisible guests: 
they do not argue, but wait 

Till I am exhausted, 
then they slip away 
with inscrutable faces. 

I lack the means to change 
their amiable ways, 
although I love their gods. 

It's the language really 
separates, whatever else 
is shared. On the other hand, 

Everyone understands 
Mother Theresa; her guests 
die visibly in her arms. 

It's not the mythology 
or the marriage customs 
that you need to know, 

It's the will to pass 
through the eye of a needle 
to self-forgetfulness. 

The guests depart, dissatisfied; 
they will never give up 
their mantras, old or new. 

And you, uneasy 
orphan of their racial 
memories, merely 

Polish up your alien 
techniques of observation, 
while the city burns

Nature is what we dont see

nature is what we dont see
for instance the essence that pushes words out
for this poem fated for posterity
the birds that without fail
chirp at first light, morn breeze
the unseen clock working at the dot
nature is what we dont see
the nocturnal bloom, that folds itself
in the day, throws its fragrance
in the dead of night as lovers
hide in each others' bossoms
below the soft glare of the moon
centimetre by centimetre
it has inched forward to exhibit its 
full blown majestry to the world
Nature is what we dont see
the shadow play master tilting the earth
the petals for its bloom dance
the successive cells here there
guided towards optimal functions
and that ogiasmic tremour
that shuttles the world round and round
nature is what you should not see
the formulas, secrets kept behind everything
that could get even einstein mad
in unveiling, explaining them
nature is what we all should not see
nor equipped to see
though it rambles through our every cell
like the worst of storm

Gods Gift : Nature

When the beautiful morning comes
The rays of rising sun kiss her
When the garden of nature open its heart
The garden of flowers hugs her to welcome
When the trees dance to tune of wind
The birds singing to the nature's choir
When the gentleness of nature is filled pleasure
Then the earth get wet with weather
When the nature forgets its vastness
Then the God shows her how big her place on earth
Let us thank God for his creation and given us
eyes to see lovely gift - Nature 

Pleasure of Ordinary Life-A poem

I've had my share of necessary losses,
Of dreams I know no longer can come true.
I'm done now with the whys and the because.
It's time to make things good, not just make do.
It's time to stop complaining and pursue
The pleasures of an ordinary life.

I used to rail against my compromises.
I yearned for the wild music, the swift race.
But happiness arrived in new disguises:
Sun lighting a child's hair. A friend's embrace.
Slow dancing in a safe and quiet place.
The pleasures of an ordinary life.

I'll have no trumpets, triumphs, trails of glory.
It seems the woman I've turned out to be
Is not the heroine of some grand story.
But I have learned to find the poetry
In what my hands can touch, my eyes can see.
The pleasures of an ordinary life.

Young fantasies of magic and of mystery
Are over. But they really can't compete
With all we've built together: A long history.
Connections that help render us complete.
Ties that hold and heal us. And the sweet,
Sweet pleasures of an ordinary life. 

Psalm of Life

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait. 

Special Thought-A poem

I was all alone 
Wanted to live all by my own
I was afraid.. maybe even scared
Never wanted my life to be shared

I was full of fear
Until you appear
Comforting me.. telling me
You will always be around
You will always be near

I was so lonely
Until that special day
When you promised that you will love me only

I thought it was another lie
A story that will fade and die
And soon you will say goodbye

I didn't want to start
For I didn't want to see an un-happy end
I didn't want a broken heart
For this time I really won't know how it would be mend? 

You never gave up
You just shower me with your endless care
And your perfect love that I could not compare
You gave me confidence.. You pushed me to dare

Dare to love once more
To have something precious in my life to live for
To open my heart.. To open my eyes
To open the passion's door

To give myself and my heart another chance
To feel the real romance

I need no wasted years
I need no un-stopped tears
I don't want to feel so blue
I just want a serious relation
One to be so true

I wantd to love but still be free
I wanted someone to love me
For what I am and not what I will be

Someone to love me as I am
And never expect me to change
Someone who will set me free 
Like a bird flying out of its cage

You touched me deep inside
You're so tender.. You're so kind
You're someone I longed to find

You take my hands
You always try to understand
You make me feel so complete
You're simply so sweet! 

I was so cold
You take me to your world
You make me feel the warmth of love
when you take me within you
to tell me so many love words! 
that I thought to me it will always remain untold 

I'm so happy that finally
I have found love that is so pure and divine! 
I really hope that we will never be apart
I will always be yours just like you will always be mine! 
You are my sweetest valentine! 

Thank you for coming into my Life
I really wish to be someday your lucky wife! ! 

I Love you.. I really do
I don't know
Where or when or how? ! 
I have no clue! 

I Just love you.. Only you
I will always love you
Until forever
I will cherish you! 

sucess

Success is speaking words of praise,
In cheering other people's ways.
In doing just the best you can,
With every task and every plan.

It's silence when your speech would hurt,
Politeness when your neighbor's curt.
It's deafness when the scandal flows,
And sympathy with others' woes.

It's loyalty when duty calls,
It's courage when disaster falls.
It's patience when the hours are long,
It's found in laughter and in song.

It's in the silent time of prayer,
In happiness and in despair.
In all of life and nothing less,
We find the thing we call success

The heart of a friend

             I shot an arrow into the air, 
It fell to earth, I knew not where; 
             For, so swiftly it flew, 
the sight Could not follow it in its flight. 
             I breathed a song into the air, 
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
             For who has sight so keen and strong, 
That it can follow the flight of song?
             Long, long afterward, 
in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; 
             And the song, from beginning to end,
 I found again in the heart of a friend.

Too Young to die

Please God don't take me yet 
I am still Young.
Yes I am too young to die.
I have dreams to fulfill. 
I hope to be a father of kids one day.
Please God help me to get rid of this
Disease.

You are my last resort no one else 
Other than you, I have tried numerous
Doctors but no one can ever cure me.
My mother does not have money to
Take me to private hospitals and
Expensive doctors. 

Here I am helpless, but I will never 
Attempt suicide no matter what. 
It is this disease that make me
Lonely for all my life. 
It is this disease that make me 
So angry all the time. 

It is this disease that holds my life.
It is this disease that makes me
Feel so inferior. 
It is this disease that makes me 
To lose hope and patiency. 

It is this disease that makes me lose
Confidence. 
I always isolate my self because I don't 
Even know whether this disease is 
Contagious or not.

This disease is in my mouth maybe I
Will know it one day.
Please God only one favour if you
Can cure me this disease it will
Be better than drinking water. Please God don't take me yet 
I am still Young.
Yes I am too young to die.
I have dreams to fulfill. 
I hope to be a father of kids one day.
Please God help me to get rid of this
Disease.

You are my last resort no one else 
Other than you, I have tried numerous
Doctors but no one can ever cure me.
My mother does not have money to
Take me to private hospitals and
Expensive doctors. 

Here I am helpless, but I will never 
Attempt suicide no matter what. 
It is this disease that make me
Lonely for all my life. 
It is this disease that make me 
So angry all the time. 

It is this disease that holds my life.
It is this disease that makes me
Feel so inferior. 
It is this disease that makes me 
To lose hope and patiency. 

It is this disease that makes me lose
Confidence. 
I always isolate my self because I don't 
Even know whether this disease is 
Contagious or not.

This disease is in my mouth maybe I
Will know it one day.
Please God only one favour if you
Can cure me this disease it will
Be better than drinking water. 

On love

TO the assembled folk 
At great St.
 Kavin’s spoke 
Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; 
I give you joy, my friends, 
That as the round year ends, 
We meet once more for gladness by God’s leave.
 

On other festal days 
For penitence or praise 
Or prayer we meet, or fullness of thanksgiving; 
To-night we calendar 
The rising of that star 
Which lit the old world with new joy of living.
 

Ah, we disparage still 
The Tidings of Good Will, 
Discrediting Love’s gospel now as then! 
And with the verbal creed 
That God is love indeed, 
Who dares make Love his god before all men? 

Shall we not, therefore, friends, 
Resolve to make amends 
To that glad inspiration of the heart; 
To grudge not, to cast out 
Selfishness, malice, doubt, 
Anger and fear; and for the better part, 

To love so much, so well, 
The spirit cannot tell 
The range and sweep of her own boundary! 
There is no period 
Between the soul and God; 
Love is the tide, God the eternal sea.
… 

To-day we walk by love; 
To strive is not enough, 
Save against greed and ignorance and might.
 
We apprehend peace comes 
Not with the roll of drums, 
But in the still processions of the night.
 

And we perceive, not awe 
But love is the great law 
That binds the world together safe and whole.
 
The splendid planets run 
Their courses in the sun; 
Love is the gravitation of the soul.
 

In the profound unknown, 
Illumined, fair, and lone, 
Each star is set to shimmer in its place.
 
In the profound divine 
Each soul is set to shine, 
And its unique appointed orbit trace.
 

There is no near nor far, 
Where glorious Algebar 
Swings round his mighty circuit through the night, 
Yet where without a sound 
The winged seed comes to ground, 
And the red leaf seems hardly to alight.
 

One force, one lore, one need 
For satellite and seed, 
In the serene benignity for all.
 
Letting her time-glass run 
With star-dust, sun by sun, 
In Nature’s thought there is no great nor small.
 

There is no far nor near 
Within the spirit’s sphere.
 
The summer sunset’s scarlet-yellow wings 
Are tinged with the same dye 
That paints the tulip’s ply.
 
And what is colour but the soul of things? 

(The earth was without form; 
God moulded it with storm, 
Ice, flood, and tempest, gleaming tint and hue; 
Lest it should come to ill 
For lack of spirit still, 
He gave it colour,—let the love shine through.
)… 

Of old, men said, ‘Sin not; 
By every line and jot 
Ye shall abide; man’s heart is false and vile.
’ 
Christ said, ‘By love alone 
In man’s heart is God known; 
Obey the word no falsehood can defile.
’… 

And since that day we prove 
Only how great is love, 
Nor to this hour its greatness half believe.
 
For to what other power 
Will life give equal dower, 
Or chaos grant one moment of reprieve! 

Look down the ages’ line, 
Where slowly the divine 
Evinces energy, puts forth control; 
See mighty love alone 
Transmuting stock and stone, 
Infusing being, helping sense and soul.
 

And what is energy, 
In-working, which bids be 
The starry pageant and the life of earth? 
What is the genesis 
Of every joy and bliss, 
Each action dared, each beauty brought to birth? 

What hangs the sun on high? 
What swells the growing rye? 
What bids the loons cry on the Northern lake? 
What stirs in swamp and swale, 
When April winds prevail, 
And all the dwellers of the ground awake?… 

What lurks in the deep gaze 
Of the old wolf? Amaze, 
Hope, recognition, gladness, anger, fear.
 
But deeper than all these 
Love muses, yearns, and sees, 
And is the self that does not change nor veer.
 

Not love of self alone, 
Struggle for lair and bone, 
But self-denying love of mate and young, 
Love that is kind and wise, 
Knows trust and sacrifice, 
And croons the old dark universal tongue.
… 

And who has understood 
Our brothers of the wood, 
Save he who puts off guile and every guise 
Of violence,—made truce 
With panther, bear, and moose, 
As beings like ourselves whom love makes wise? 

For they, too, do love’s will, 
Our lesser clansmen still; 
The House of Many Mansions holds us all; 
Courageous, glad and hale, 
They go forth on the trail, 
Hearing the message, hearkening to the call.
… 

Open the door to-night 
Within your heart, and light 
The lantern of love there to shine afar.
 
On a tumultuous sea 
Some straining craft, maybe, 
With bearings lost, shall sight love’s silver star.

Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry:
I am not there; I did not die.

Self Confidence

If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think that you dare not, you don't;
If you'd like to win and you think you can't
It's almost certain that you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you've lost;
For out in the world you'll find
Success begins with a fellows will -
It's all in the state of mind.

If you think that you are out-classed, you are;
You've got to think high to rise;
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.

Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man;
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.

When does man becomes a man

When does a boy become a man, is it a simple transition into adolescence? A caterpillar cannot crawl a whole lifespan, for it can only fly with mature quintessence. It is not about winning a physical fight; rather fighting the fear of the unknown. Real masculinity is not a matter of sight; mental strength is the sign you have grown. A real man's arms are like wings, that protect loved ones from harm. His world is not full of futile things, nor does he need idle words to charm. In today's world there is no real guidance, it's not muscle that makes a man - but heart. Being a true gentleman is a secret science, once you have learned this - you become smart.

Silent One

Wounds inflicted through deception with unbearable pains from ultimate betrayal My soul searched for safety - silently seeking a spiritual sanctuary of solitude    Protected within my cocoon of darkness my transformation began, as I saw light In silence - I learned the art to listen what I thought my pain, was my saviour 
 Life was no longer an unknown labyrinth as I watched negativity leave my logic Suppressed emotions flowed from my heart blood became ink - scribbled upon paper    Reflecting upon life - I let go of yesterday no more dwelling upon the fate of tomorrow Inspired by today - I live in the moment reaching out to those who care to listen    The Silent One is no contradiction of terms even without voice - my message is clear for it speaks volumes, without saying a word those who try to bring me down - only make me stronger!

Uncharted Water

An ocean tumbles through dreams of you. In depths unknown, I float above. Oh, how I long to dive beneath your surface, yet I am timid in matters of love. If brave, I’d have shown you the whole of my gushing heart, no less than tides of bliss. Seeking depths unknown, I long to dive beneath your surface. Searching your eyes, I want for treasures lost on the ocean’s floor. The sun, like a gold coin, drops, splashing this face of regret. I blush in secret thoughts of you and turn away from the endless shore. A swoop from seagulls catches the light of your smile and breaks the hush of late sky. Turning away from the endless shore of regret, I blush. My lonely shore may flood, a wish to bathe in the caress of you granted. I shall break from fear, to brave a rolling river between us. Down current, I’ll swim until I reach your ocean of sparkling blues. I would drown in the waves of your uncharted waters. Glorious would be death in the caress of you, your uncharted waters…glorious.

My Pen - Poem

Hugging my soft pillow
As I gather my lost shattered thoughts
I reach for my pen
My best friend.. My old fellow

How much I turn to you my pen? !
Cause you're the only one
who knows me deeply from within
You're always there for me
through thick & thin!
And when I was only ten
you were patient with my silly childish dreams
Like dreaming of being a princess in a legend!
Or becoming a beautiful queen!
You were patient enough with my wierd stupid questions
Like why the sky is blue & not green? !
And when I turned 18
Still I'm holding on you
I'm still so keen
For you're the truest friend I've ever seen!

You slways listen & listen & listen
When no one else seams to be there
You're always there
When all other people just don't care
And my most special thoughts
with me you share

Even the hard feelings
You make me spit it all out of my chest
You take that burdden
And make me always relax & rest

 
I turn to you
When I'm so weak
For you're the only one who understands me
When I really feeL like I can't speak

You're the only one
Who could read my speechless mind
I turn to you
When all the world is against me and not on my side
You know my every secret
For with you there is nothing to hide
Cause I know my secrets you won't reveal
You put my feelings into words
For you know what I exactly feel

You help me to be what I want
You always encourage me
You never tell me ' YOU CAN'T '

I dreamed to be a poet
And on this moment
I want to thank you
For you're the one
Who let me notice my talent!

My little windy world

In my little windy world
Comes my lord
That makes my life shines
Once again like a piece of gold

In my little windy world
My lord comes
To stop the wind
To stop the rain
To stop the cold
And my body to hold

He comes to stop the cold
And bring back my sun
To warm me and be my only one
With my gorgeous man
I've done things
I've never thought it could be done

In my little windy world
You broke into my life
You broke me like a soft knife!
I really wish
I could someday be your wife

In this little world of mine
You came to be my forever valentine
And makes me feel the love
that is so pure and divine

You are my lord
With a kiss.. I forget the world
With a tender caress.. I feel that there will be no more loneliness

You are my lord
I love you all
right from your eyes & lips
Down till your fingertips

I love you my lord
Please don't leave my life
Don't go away
Don't leave my cozy world

Please stay
I don't want to live in a windy world
Once again not even for one day

No where to run

I'm a outcast, no friends
No family only strangers
Around me.
No one has ever come to
Visit me.
Seems as is everyone is happy
Now that I'm here.

Jail has became a place
Called home.
I'm not going to anywhere,
This is where I am at now.
This is my new home.
I finally got home at the end.
I have forgotten about my old
Friend and family,

My cell mates are the only
family I have now.
My dreams faded away.
I dropped out at school long ago.
Everything I touch falls apart. 

All i need

I'm not asking you to meet everyday
I could try & bare
When you are away
All I need is just some care

All I need is not to feel so much alone
All I need is a tender heart not hard as stone
All I need is to hear your voice on the phone

All I need is to know that you're fine
All I need is to know that you're mine
All I need is to know that I'm in your heart
Even If we are going to stay for so long apart

I'm not asking you to count every dropp of water in the rain! 
All I need is to stop making me feel this pain
I'm not asking you to count every particle of sand on the shore! 
All I need is to know that you Love me from your very inner core
All I need is to know that I'm the only one that you adore

I'm not asking you to make the birds swim and make the fish fly! 
All I need is not to hear the word 'Goodbye '
I'm not asking you to climb a mountain so high! 
Nor am I asking you to swim across the deepest sea! 
All I need is to show me that you love me

I'm not asking you to walk a thousand mile! 
All I need is a simple smile
I'm not asking you to make the trees blue! 
All I need is to know that you're true

I'm not asking you for a diamond ring! 
All I need is a much humble thing
All I need is your attention
All I need is affection

I'm not asking you for a princess dress! 
All I need is something... much much less
All I need is a gentle caress

I'm not asking you for a castle of gold! 
I'm not asking you for more than you could afford! 
All I need is not to feel ignored
All I need is not to feel that you're bored
All I need is a kind word

I'm not asking you to make the year 14 months! 
Nor am I asking you to make the week 8 days! 
I'm not asking you to make the sun rise from the west! 
All I need is to sleep on your chest
To hear your heart beat
All I need is to feel complete

AM I ASKING TOO MUCH? ? !