Leaving their land of birth
Lions, sages, tuskers go far,
There and there die in home and hearth--
Crows, cowards, herbivores as are.
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Sanskrit Translation | 18.01.2026 | birth, brave, far, home/hearth, quatrain
Note: Some quatrains called shlokas in Sanskrit are known as Subhaashhitams, words well-said. The brave and brave-hearts venture far from their place of birth and prosper. Those fearful that not, die there and there. The beasts of hunting so brave command lager territories. Those eager to learn go far and get more knowledge and wisdom (sat-purushhaah). Travel was the way in olden days.
Deshan utsrjya gacchanti
sinhaah sat-purushaah gajaah |
Tatra eva nidhanam yaanti
kaakaah kaa-purushaah mrgaah || Subhaashhitam ||
God, you should know
that we,
the many
ordinary people,
will never
let you die !
Poor and sick,
abandoned in churches,
alone,
without anyone,
we,
will never leave you!
Without God
the universe is empty…
without any purpose!
Some like to vote, some others don’t
But what is really missed
The voted in would never want
To know if you exist
Some like to read, some like to ride
Some others never run
They walk under the trees to hide
Their faces from the sun
Some like to go to piano bar
And while they hang around
Some other people go too far
In aim not to be found
So what’s the point to mention it
Don’t ask, for I don’t know
Some strangers passed, in second split
It was their final show.
in dreams I go to places in my mind
under the moon I travel far
my dream self walking and walking
down country roads and paths
beside rivers flowing . . .
into an unknown city that sparkles
with rain falling and falling
and twinkling lights . . .
I am lost in the beauty of the streets
I see the ships on the water, now
a country lane under the moon
what sweet dreams and places, I dream
oh, sweet the tranquility
in this dream of places- I would love
to see . . .
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August 5, 2018
Poetry/Free Verse/In Dreams I Go Far
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1049-765-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
B-eautiful day has broken,
E-rasing the long cold night;
L-et the new dawn set each and every thing aright.
F-ebruary fourteenth morn
A-ims to share the light;
L-ovely Tuesday comes,
S-hining before your sight.
A-llow your life to zip,
R-iding well is the black car;
I-t's time to get inside,
O-ne new vehicle will go far.
8/6/17
Success or failed
Heads or tails
The beginning or end of the trail
Have or haven't yet set sail
At times it may be so bizarre
Go ahead try to go far
Doesn't matter if you do or don't send a postcard
And if you own or work with a show car
I'll find you with or without sonar
Then break right through your own guard
Whether I did or didn't use a crowbar
Since you were involved in making folks starve
You will be dealt the most harm
Not a split second later
On either side of the equator
Send you to the so-called 'creator'
Or 'maker'
For trying to endanger
The planet and nature
That is inexcusable and beyond major
Why is why you will soon be another one for an undertaker
Imagine your name on a Hollywood Boulevard star.
As a glamorous doll in the movies, you could go far.
Does nature permit women to look as good as you?
I can just see you up on the screen in plain view.
Your sweet image will be everywhere as a pinup honey.
Studio executives will be counting their future money.
You can be a marquee name everybody will know.
So come on, sweetheart. Why don’t you give it a go?
Inspired by “You Ought to be in Pictures” by the late Mel Torme.
Do more
My seed
More Than I could imagine
Live loud
So that my ears hurt
It's your purpose
To be Big
Bigger than I ever could be
My bloodline
Go far
Further than I can dream
Because that is my success
To see you win
To dance
To seize
To take life by the horns
And wrangle it down
To ride it hard
Go out
My Loves
See what I have not
Go far
Do more
Go away from me
Go trouble someone else
You took away everything from me
Why look...there's nothing left
That's the game you play
but I don't want to play anymore
So take your board of misery and leave
Set me free
Let me flee far away from you so you could not find me again
See how I am?
You did this to me
You are evil in every way
You are lower then dirt and slippery then spit
I hate you with a passion
Like a infectious disease I wish to rid my body of you
But you are without a body or name
So I will give you a name
I will call you loneliness
Go away from me!
Go trouble someone else.
You took everything from me.
Why look there's nothing left.
That's the game you play, but I don't want to play any more.
So take your board of miserly and leave.
Set me free.
let me flee far away from you, so you could not find me again.
See how I am?
You did this to me.
You are evil in every way.
You are lower then dirt and as slippery as spit.
I hate you with a passion.
Like a infectious disease I wish to rid my body of you.
But you are without a face or name, so I will give you one.
I will call you loneliness.
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