Long Lifemay Poems
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An appliance has a warranty,
Right there in black and white.
You can get your money back
If it won’t work just right.
And purchasing a car provides
Assurance in two styles –
It’s guaranteed for either months
Or, which comes first, in miles.
The human body does not have
A paper that imparts
The promise of the life imbued
In all its many parts.
So sometimes organs need repair,
Especially with age;
And when such breakdowns happen,
It is very hard to gauge.
Your heart may suddenly decide
It’s thumped its final beat;
Or possibly, your knees get bored
With holding up your feet.
Your retina may think it’s time
For it to just detach;
And maybe hidden cancer cells
Wake up and start to hatch.
Sections of your brain may feel
They’re kind of overloaded.
Liver, kidneys, pancreas
May start to look corroded.
Symptoms warn us, sort of like
That dread check-engine light;
Then we must take action
To bring order back from blight.
Just think of how much easier
And calm our lives would be,
If, with our birth certificates,
We got a warranty!
Ilene Bauer (http://primetimerhyme.blogspot.com)
He served with valor in the World War Two and Korean wars,
Earning The Combat Infantryman Badge for storming foreign shores.
Now that his grandson had volunteered to serve his nation,
The old soldier shared with the lad some useful information.
"Son, I'm so proud that you're carrying on the family tradition.
I have some words of advice that might help with your transition.
When you raise your right hand, take seriously that obligation.
There is no more noble cause than serving this great nation!"
"Though your sergeants may seem mean and are apt to harass,
Pay attention to their guidance, don't give them any sass!
The discipline they will instill may someday save your life,
Should, God forbid, you find yourself in some terrible strife."
"Shine your boots, square that cap, wear the uniform with pride.
Remember those you've sworn to serve, let that be your guide.
Salute the flag and officers smartly, you'll grow in self-esteem.
If others despair, urge them on, you'll be leader of the team!"
"Learn all you can and serve others with selfless devotion,
And you'll soon be selected for a well-deserved promotion.
When you face tough times, always look to the One who cares."
He proudly embraced the lad saying, "You'll be in my prayers!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
A Sword and a slave
Though it is too sharp enough
no use in it
Though it is a place of braves
No pride in it
Because he is a slave and
the sword is in his hands
He can use that sword only to honour his master and
to show his obedience to this world
He can use that sword as a tool of his dress and
can use that sword as a stick to hold
His sword may be too sharp and long
Nothing is there to use his sword
He is a paid slave and living machine
living for his master’s words
He may have a power ful words but
can use them praise hismaster
He may have a sharp brain
he can use only to write submissions
He may have migty shoulders and arms but
can use them only to carry his master;s load
Millions of slaves to a few masters
who squeeze and crush every day
No Single slave in this earth They are in millions and trillions
Few masters are ruling them as their Gods
Exploiting slave’s ignorance as their path
SAKTHEEE
Just keep always your Hopes alive
What ever may be the density of darkness?
Only a candle can create light.
What ever rough and tough may be the path,
You are walking or you have to follow,
Even without a lamp or Light,
Or a companion near or anywhere insight,
And you are walking on your way, Alone,
All alone, without anyone,
To support, to strengthen and
To console you in your plight,
When you are in despair and too sad,
And may be you are too old to bear,
The burden of your body and your heart,
And tears are rolling from your eyes,
And no one to ask,
why you are weeping and why are you sad?
And no one to care,
If you are tired and even bleeding,
While crossing the sands of time,
When still you have to cross,
Rivers, Plains and many ups and down of Life.
If such is the density of darkness,
All around you in your life?
Keep only the torch of Hopes,
Always alive.
Remember, you may not see that light,
If you want to feel it from open eyes,
But you will be illuminated very soon,
Some where deep inside,
Have trust
God will fill your soul,
With the eternal Joy and Happiness,
Spreading your own light,
All around you and
Removing all the darkness of your Life,
And the darkness of your Path.
You may not know how it happens?
But it happens always,
When you keep your Hopes alive,
Amid the darkness of Life.
What ever may be the density of darkness?
Just keep always your Hopes alive.
Ravindra
Kanpur India August 18, 2010
* Simile. For Deborah Guzzi's Contest 'Jewels of the Crown'