Short Mahatma Poems
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Mahatma Gandhi
Civil disobedience as modus operandi
The British, oh so superior
Ended up on their right royal posterior!
Diana Dalton
13 Nov 2012
Former Attorney General Pam Bondi
will never be confused with Mahatma Gandhi!
She was head of the Dictator Tot's retribution campaign
but, thankfully, her efforts were mostly in vain.
"Earth provides enough to
Satisfy every man's need,
But not every man's greed."
What a great poet! Mahatma Gandhi. Really Mahatma. I hope that Victor and you carefully read this great serene Senryu.
Mohandas Karamchand "Mahatma" Gandhi
Possessed a soul so fine and dandy
Iconic Indian lawyer, ethicist, pacifist and sage
Assassinated in 1948 at 78 years of age
Bite Size Poem No48 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Date written:06/28/2022
“If you give me rice, I’ll eat today; if you teach me how to grow rice, I’ll eat every day.”
- Quote by Mahatma Gandhi
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sprouted, sowed, dressed, transplanted
soil rich, fertile, warm
puddled field, drained well, weeded
panicle to grains
gently harvested
life staple
food
As the most impenetrable darkness
It is dissipated by a single ray of light
So
An army of evil men is defeated
By a single virtuous man
For
He has Good on his side! *
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 July 2019
* One has to think of Mahatma Gandhi and of Nelson Mandela among
thousands of other men in history!
Tagore and Gandhi were friends hearty,
Gandhi wrote once to Tagore neatly,
"Live long more and more other years twenty,
Wishing Rabindranath Tagore at his eighty,
"How can I carry a century,very heavy this eighty?
Replied Tagore,Mahatma Gandhi adding beauty,
Tagore went to God to carry by his hands at his Eighty,
Leaving a short message to this world of naughty!
The saint of Sabarmati
Our great Mahatma Gandhi
Lived a life of simplicity
And marched towards Dandi
For India to attain freedom
He strived day and night
Even attained martyrdom
To keep our future bright
His Quit India movement
And call of ‘Do or Die’
Reminded Indians of their commitment
To the glorious days gone by
The great Mahatma passed away
Holding the entire nation in his sway
“Our greatest ability as humans is not to change the world,
but to change ourselves.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi.
Life is long verily
mostly pain, suffering and heartache
and strong are the forces of fate,
Albeit life may end up in vain
Yet, we have to live
this life without rue
and make the days better
that may ensue henceforth…
A life we must strive to unravel
and leave it behind us a tad better.
Here in parochial Melbourne town,
Football causes many a frown,
Folk say, "Who do ya barrack for?"
I think, "What do ya wanna know for?"
Then I say, "Right back at ya!
I barrack for Jesus and Mahatma!"
Yes, let's barrack for our princes of Peace,
In our hearts, their dear souls to keep,
It might make our world a better place,
If we all had a serene smiling face,
To barrack for Jesus and Mahatma,
"There you go, right back at ya!"
O! Mahatma Gandhi!
You taught us non-violence
But we slaughter easily
Our own sisters and brothers
We create an institution
To promote your ideals
Yet we subject to ordeal
The destitute of our nation
Bride-burning and bribery
Casteism and untouchability
We puff in snobbery
Losing our accountability
O! Mahatma! Do not weep and curse
This beloved nation of ours
When the books of your messages
Are used only for binding packages
Every day is a page to write a new story.
It doesn't matter how many typos there
are in your story. History has a lot of typos
not only done by hap hazard folks,
but also people who were deified and given
sainthood. It doesn't matter what writing
style you use; John Lennon, Nelson Mandela,
Mahatma Gandhi....all had their own styles.
Blessed with a new day to live each sunrise,
is a moment to write a new story. A page
has to be written something....
Loincloth was his dress;
Truth was his address.
Nonviolence was his armor;
A warrior and a perfect charmer.
A man of progress,
And an epitome of success.
He is the ‘Father of our Nation’;
He is our Mahatma!
Note: My tributes to M. K. Gandhi on the occasion of India’s Diamond Jubilee
Independence Day Celebrations
Second Place
To Honor My Hero Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Date: 12-08-2022