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Radha’s Song- A folk Song of India 2/2
Prelude
This folk song is based on the childhood incidents
of naughty 8-10 years old Krishna, who use to
please everyone of Gukul village, Gokul is the
place where the divine Krishna was brought up
by his foster mother Yashoda.
O, Please tell me, what should I do,
Speak a word, to extinguish my worries,
I cannot live, without seeing,
The alluring face of our naughty Krishna.
O, please tell my friend, how should I manage it,
What plea and excuse dear, I can tell in my home,
How to go back to home, without Gagariya and Chunri,
Even without water, which would create only difficulties for me.
Stunned and mesmerized, by the magic of our Krishna,
I stand here only, in a state of being sweetly robbed,
Instead of searching my Chunri and Gagariya, O Sakhi,
I am trying to touch his alluring image only, in the water.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 26 10 2010
(Protected under copyright provisions of Poetry Soup)
Clarifications:
*Radha. Radha was the childhood friend and was one of the most beloved Gopi of Lord
Krishna. She was the beauty, power and aura create the ethics of love. None of the
scriptures consists of the power to verbalize her beauty, for it is clear enough that when
beauty of Sri Krishna makes several hearts leave their boundaries, her beauty is so
mesmerizing that it makes Him loose consciousness.
*Krishna. Krishna is often depicted as an infant or young boy playing a flute as in the
Bhagavata Purana or as a youthful prince giving direction and guidance as in the Bhagavad
Gita. The stories of Krishna appear across a broad spectrum of Hindu philosophical and
theological traditions.] They portray him in various perspectives: a god-child, a model
lover, a divine hero and the Supreme Being.
*Gagariya. The earthen pot used still in Indian villages to collect water from river, pond
or wells.
* Chunariya. A long strip of cloth to cover the beauty of a woman. It normally hangs on
the bosom to cover them.
Punghat. Is the word used for a place from where water can be collected by village women
of India.
*Sakhi. Hindi word means female friend
November 6 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on John 7-8
Key Verse – John 7:21 Jesus answered and said unto them, I have done one work, and ye all marvel.
FAITH IN GOD WHO MAKES US MARVEL IN HIS WORK
God makes us marvel in His work that reveals heavenly vision
Since we are His children, redeemed by His compassion
Always assured of salvation against hell’s oppression
With His granted eternal life along faith’s confession.
God makes us marvel in His work that presents truth account
Since we are His believers, anchored upon promises so many to count
Always exposed to creation wonders we can never discount
With His miracles along faith’s performance we’re glad to recount.
God makes us marvel in His work that fortifies holiness
Since we are His worshipers, upheld by His righteousness
Always exhorted to obey through His Scriptures’ trustworthiness
With His teachings along faith’s steadfastness.
God makes us marvel in His work that radiates divine light
Since we are His followers, directed to pursue after His heart’s delight
Always led to stand upon His counsels of wisdom-might
With His strengthening tests along faith’s admonishing plight.
God makes us marvel in His work God that opens service-possibilities
Since we are His stewards, strengthened from challenging difficulties
Always realigned toward His kingdom of spiritual priorities
With His statutes along faith’s response to His glorious inspiring verities.
God makes us marvel in His work that drives revival consistency
Since we are His saints, commanded to pray without ceasing midst urgency
Always recharged through the fire to share the Gospels by His mercy
With His power along faith’s persistence and fervency.
God makes us marvel in His work that promises reward and blessing
Since we are His heirs, sanctified within the bounds of His cleansing
Always instructed to serve Him as gratitude’s way of expressing
With His joy along faith’s increase while His name we are praising.
November 6, 2025
"I am the Way, and the Truth, and the Life ..."
John 14:6
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life has taken me on a journey-
endless with happiness but laced with downs
I have knocked on the gates of Heaven twice now
and been turned away . . .
and been left asking but what is my purpose and reason
when one is faced with death, as I was-
suddenly the things collected and thought of as treasures
are just meaningless stuff- very unimportant
having things is not happiness . . .
for without a purpose- life is trivial, petty and pointless
I now see difficulties and failures-
as not things to destroy me but as lessons to learn
that to keep moving forward has meaning . . .
to share, to be kind, and to help has direction
that to love with all my heart and accept life brings peace
the day I could sit totally alone-
calm in silence and do nothing was when it happened
I found my reason and God given gift . . .
it washed over me like a cool waterfall in the sun
that day I picked up my pen with purpose
that is the day- I began living a life of meaning . . .
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May 22, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/Give Life Meaning
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1146-158-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, The Meaning of Life
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
Second Place
I asked some so called friends for help.
They did not respond.
I prayed and asked God for help.
He did not respond.
And then one day God came to me in a dream and said
The plans you have for you, are quite often not the plans I have for you.
Sometimes we have to trust God's plans.
Yet God's Plan or not,
Heroes are reluctant to give up or give in when the going gets tough or rough.
Heroes/Champions never just lay down and die, or Succumb and cry.
They tend to their wounds an press on.
When Heroes Fight with Tenacity and True Courage, Strength and Determination,
Someimes maybe Even God changes His mind.
One must still strive hard to fulfill one's dreams or ambitions or desires.
And sometimes It Is simply just God's will
That You Must srtruggle for what you want or need.
So Still Be Prepared not to just lie down and die,
And Pretend that that is God's Plan or Will.
You Must Understand That certain things in Life are Your Calling.
And How does one know that God did not intend for you to fail maybe even many times
Before Success?
Just Try to live your life through Positive Operations,
In Spite Of All. In Spite of whatever setbacks.
In Spite of all The Negatives.
And Keep Believing In Yourself. Be Positive Always.
Have a positive outlook or prospective.
And always try to realise your true and full potential without sentiment, without regret.
Without regret for the pains and difficulties along the way.
Liberal and poetic translation of an extract from the verse portion of Lotus Sutra, Chapter 25 (Avalokitesvara Chapter).
Sentient Beings mired in myriad hardships,
Who toss and turn and buckle under
Relentless anxieties, the fog of uncertainty,
Shall find relief in the miraculous wisdom of
Avalokitesvara, whose name dissolves all difficulties!
The wondrous sound of Avalokitesvara!
So pure like serene waves, peerless in this world,
Who could afford to ignore it?
Cherishing each chant with true faith, the pure
And Sagely Avalokitesvara, the rock all may lean against
In their hour of need and day of peril.
Replete with merit, and eyes of benevolence,
Blessings boundless like the ocean, worthy of reverence!
All rights released into Public Domain
I have told this story, a long time ago in a different way.
Because its true I would like to tell it again today.
It’s a new poem, the story is old, so tell me what you think.
This time I relate it for a contest by Empress Ink.
It was Summer holidays. Six weeks time off from school,
Nothing much to do. Maybe beach or swim at home in the pool.
I applied for a job, packing Frisbees in a sheltered workshop.
The heat machine was too dangerous, and work had to stop.
The hot wire to cut the shrink-wrap might burn the disabled.
Four of us were hired for 6 weeks to use it, as “fit” we were labelled.
The regular workers considered us a novelty working there,
Some people as they passed, us would just stop and stare.
So many wonderful people all with disabilities they had,
There was a cheery atmosphere, and it didn’t make us feel sad.
The workers seemed to help each other and were kind and giving,
All doing a great job working in spite of difficulties, earning a living.
A young guy managed to ask me if I would sit with him for lunch.
I sat next to him at a big table with all the rest of the bunch,
Such sweet folk, all happy and bright,
Not one of them dwelling on their challenged plight.
He invited me but struggled with words, very hard to know what he said.
He had a very bad limp, and he continually nodded his head.
After that day he beckoned me to lunch with him every chance.
The boss said, “don’t worry He’s simple, his name is Lance,“
We all laughed and had fun those days when lunchtime would start.
Each one of their personalities went straight to my heart
On the last day, when we had finally wrapped the last frisbee,
We were saying goodbye, Lance limped up and gave a card to me.
It read, My sister wrote this for me. I wish you knew what I was like,
Because I wasn’t simple before that accident on my motorbike.
My eyes filled with tears, as I hugged him and simply walked away.
I still think of him, and all the rest of those featherless angels to this day.
Non Fiction.
Staring into the abyss of crises’ appearance
I’m stricken with panic, disclosing my unbelief and ignorance…
Yet with God’s radiance, I can behold His gracious sustenance
Indeed assuring His provisions of bountiful abundance
Midst wellness of healthy satisfaction-extravagance;
Thus, I thank Him for His timely deliverance.
Staring into the abyss of insecurity’s disillusionment
I’m gripped with anxiety’s tormenting predicament…
Yet with God’s vision, I can perceive thru His enlightenment
Indeed opening my sight to His sufficing contentment
Midst His blessings for spiritual fulfillment;
Thus, I praise Him for His compassionate engagement.
Staring into the abyss of uncertain future
I’m attacked by doubt’s torture…
Yet with God’s illumination, I can see His grace-gesture
Indeed expressed by His Scripture
Midst His promises for triumphant faith’s venture;
Thus, I worship Him along holiness virtues’ posture.
Staring into the abyss of life’s grueling difficulties
I’m paralyzed, confronted along terrorism’s realities…
Yet with God’s lens, I can see His miraculous verities
Indeed highlighting His mighty goodness-certainties
Midst His power* controlling universe entities;
Thus, I trust Him with my yielded faculties.
*1Corinthians 2:5 That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.
March 11, 2019
3rd place, "Pick A Title, Vol. 2 - Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward; judged on 3/23/2019.
David is Northern Ireland’s very first representative,
In a Cerebral Palsy 7-a-side Paralympic footy team;
He was so impressed by London 2012 assertive,
That he asked his managers about the GB team.
Just graduated from Queens University, Belfast,
In Computing and Information Tech, he’s a ‘90s child,
He captained the Northern Ireland football cast,
At the 2015 Worlds in St Georges Park - he’s a mild.
“Football had a big influence on my life growing up
…It helped me overcome [the] difficulties I [had]
growing up with a disability. It taught me to [rise up],
not to let my disability get in the way [of what I had]”.
I feel more stressed,
Then ever before.
Life delivers some blows,
That is hardcore.
My financial difficulties are
On the increase.
I hope I get out of this,
In one piece.
It looks like luck,
It is gone for good.
I have even tried,
Knocking on wood.
A general malaise,
Has found a home.
Confined to a wheelchair,
I can't even roam.
My personal problems
Exponentially grow.
It is getting harder and harder,
To go with the flow.
The cost of living is at
An all-time high.
Most of us are barely
Getting by.
I see more drug use
There are more addicts.
People are strange,
there are more derelicts
Women are losing there
Personal autonomy.
The uterus does not
Belong to democracy.
Turbo1904 ?
Written: December 30th 2024
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In cosmic ballet, we float and glide,
As shards of data, we are unable to conceal.
In the digital enclave, our echoes seem to bide,
Through tweets and posts, we shall reveal.
Amid the stature of foes, our goals are clear,
With toughness, and drive, we persevere.
Dreadful stars fall; hopeful words appear,
Our voices shout as they stand with our mates.
Our efforts are driven, and our route waits,
Dangers and difficulties endear our crates.
We wept a tear at each stride and held onto our side,
A coach who grasps our path with a plan of zeal.
Power, clear vision, a strong brew, an array of sheer,
Generous souls swap gears, tone seen, we'll endear.
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Fragmented Verse: Created by Constance la France