Je je ke mar raha hun,
Mar mar ke je raha hun,
Dil ka haal ye hai, bas
Jise zehar pi raha hun.
Khud se hi bair hai ab,
Duniya se kya gila hai,
Jashn-e-gham manata
Aansu mein pi raha hun.
Uljhnein meri saheli,
Aansu mere saathi hai,
Pal pal bikhar ke janid,
Apni zindagi ji raha hun.
Standing in a market square
Kabeer wants everyone’s welfare,
Nor friendship to any,
Nor any enmity!
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Kabira khada bazar mein, mange sab ki khair,
Na kahu se dosati, na kahu se bair.
Kabeer advises us to look at everyone with the same equal eye, no one as an undue friend, and no one as foe either; hailing all, hating none. What Isha Upanishad said, and what Bhagavad-Gita too, Kabeer has put it in a layman’s language.
In you the Dogs of War unleashed again
an Expeditionary Force by sea,
and in the ground in years fourscore and ten
lie bones of Empire and Admiralty.
How in muddy trench riflemen joining
charged the lines on Ottoman ancient land,
and loud shellfire through dead night and dawning
fell in great battle Anzac’s finest stand!
Upon Lone Pine, Dead Man’s Ridge, Chunuk Bair,
the battlefield told a colony’s tale
till ceasefire hold and armistice declare,
and still to come, Fromelles and Passchendaele.
The battle was lost, the Great War won, yet
your peace is ours to live Lest We Forget!
Written: April 2005
Garry Owens has died . He was the ghost of space !
He was the guy who traveled with jan and jace !
He had the inviso belt & the power bands !
He fawt metallas & lorrack , with his bair hands !
He had the phantom cruiser as his ship !
He put super hot hot sauce on his chips !
He played cards with zandor & allso with mytor !
And he hung out with that giant jeenee shazzam !
And I du beleve he was a fan of wham !...
I was wawking , near your house , the other day,
Win a big dog came out & chased me away !
I ran thru your gangway & wut did I see ?
It was you with no close on , stairing out at me .
Wut were you duing thair ?
At your windoe cumpleteley bair ?
Maybe you had too much too drink !
Or maybe you just diddint think ?...
And so she was the girl from Bair.
With ocean eyes and golden hair.
Of heavy heart and light despise
Of cupid's dart and winter's cries.
There came a day when things did end.
Around the corner of the bend
There came a truck and in dispair
The loudest word was spoken there.
And so she left to who knows where.
Whilst many cried because they cared.
She roams around in circles too,
And whispering winds and skies of blue.
We raise our glass towards the sky
And smile a memory although she died.
No tears tonight, not ever one.
For there she rests inside the sun.
She is okay we know for sure.
In better days to now endure.
And so she was the girl from Bair
With clemency; a heart so fair.
And as we lay in bed and sigh,
I'd like to say to you Goodbye.
Rest In Peace Best Friend
11-21-1996 ~ 06-21-2011
I cought my self searching for you but you were no longer there. I cought my self calling for you
but your voice was no longer in thee air. I cought my self crying for you but my heart just couldnt
let me bair. I cought my self waiting for you but your face didnt appear. And all the memories I
had of you were gone like the distant air.
As I sit here in my dream world
I wonder what my futer holds.
44 days ago I became a mother,
what a wondrous thing it is to bair a child.
Tiny and tender an infant crys.
Joy fills a mothers heart.
As I sit here in my dream world I wonder,
if what I see is true.
A falde and used female striving to change her life.
She's frightened, and feeling alone.
Used and deserved.
Real friends and love before her,
but fear, age, time, and interests cloud her
heart and mind.
As I sit here in my dream world
I realize that dreams don't become reality without prayer.