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Gargi Saha Poem
We should love our neighbours as we
love our God,
We should not hate any one for this is
the advice of our Lord:
We should live in solitude
And bring happiness to the unfortunate
and livelihood!
We should be courageous and forgiving
We should be loving and merciful.
We should sacrifice our greed,
Which makes us perform selfish deeds-
We should avoid harming living beings
And also avoid eating at wrong times-
Such is a path which leads to good character;
Character leads to personality and
Brings happiness and success later.
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Were I a tree, I would from the worldly
pleasures and treasures remain free,
I would be unmoved by the calamities
(rain, earthquake, flood) of life,
Providing fruit to the beggars or poor I
would their tears wipe.
I would prevent soil erosion and
pollution,
I would to mankind give all problems
solution.
Were I today not there on this earth,
Man would starve for food since their
birth.
I attract rain clouds to bring rain
I give everyone happiness but who
does realise my pain?
For his own interests he cuts me down,
I am cut into pieces and in agony I
groan!
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Who is noble to pay respect which springs from within?
Respect cannot be hidden.
Who is grateful to have the past gratitude?
Respect is the best human sentiment which has no other substitute.
Who is charitable today?
How many does to you a kind word say?
Charity means an act of generosity
Charity is an act of liberality.
Charity underlines kindness,
Also hospitality and frankness.
Charity transforms man into a human being
It is just a noble and humble understanding
How many are to the poor and needy merciful?
How many are to the unfortunate, down- trodden and helpless pitiful?
Who does love one another selflessly?
Without having any selfish motives and without greed
Who does have affection for one?
Only bitter hatred but love for none.
Is anyone as humble as a sea rock?
Pride has made them to others sneer and mock.
Is anyone as Gandhiji honest?
But left to burn in the lava of anger, jealousy
Greed, selfishness and turn them ugliest.
Is there anyone who is backbiting?
Who is to all the wishes and desires of the
unfortunates and orphans fulfilling?
Is there anyone left who is spotless?
Unmoved by the pain, sorrow, grief, agony and is immensely joyous?
Science and money have crippled and deadened man's sensibilities
He has erased himself from humanity and responsibilities.
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Beauty, beauty, everywhere
But everything withers away
The beauty of the soul is ginormous
Human creation is its manifestation.
Make thy soul beautiful
Self knowledged, self experienced, self schooled------
Timeless Beauty of the soul
Shine whose like pearl.
The authentic and the real
Neither clings to race, nor religion
Beauty, beauty everywhere
Soul's beauty enclosed not bare
Invisible, intangible
Weightless yet imperishable.
TIMELESS BEAUTY
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Love is a human sentiment which comes from within
Love cannot be bought by money---the strongest weapon.
'Love one another as I have loved you',
Love from the core of heart, even if you love a few.
Love everyone infinitely, selflessly and equally
Without having any selfish motives and doing nay formality.
True love grows deep with the passing years.
It is difficult to love everyone and anyone selflessly.
But by doing so you will soon be able to spread
Joy, peace, happiness and brotherhood everywhere automatically.
Love everyone little but love everyone long,
In the long run of life let your reflection of love not be wrong.
Lovers are like melons
Shall I tell you why?
To find one good one
You shall a hundred try.
Oh my lover
I still love you
How can I forget you?
Ever cheering, ever adoring, ever new.
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The sun will shine tomorrow
And the temple bells of truth and honesty ring
The fountain of sweetest memories, affection and love will in people's heart spring.
The rays of brotherhood will rise
We all will pay gratitude's price.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And the flowers of hope blossom
In the thorns of despair, anxiety and awesome.
The seeds of success will flower
God upon us will 'His' blessings shower.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And the windows of opportunities open
The fruits of kindness, grace, pity and mercy ripen.
The curtains of ego, doubtfulness and misunderstandings will be raised
Sincerity, politeness and humanity will be praised.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And the saplings of charity, hospitality, generosity and nobility bloom into a tree
We will from the evils of greed, selfishness, rudeness and anger be free.
The sunshine of happiness, bliss, peace and grace reach us
We in the limelight of cheer, gaiety will bask and be joyous.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And the temple bells of truth and honesty ring
We will demolish the falsehood and treachery's wing.
We will burn in the lava of repentance
It will liberate us from the bonds and shackles of ignorance.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And such a day will come
When we will visualise the sunshine of triumph.
And no more
Sorrows to overcome.
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Her eyes concerned,
Her smile soothing,
Her touch caring,
Her heart kind
Her presence comforting;
Her ambition service,
Her speech, love
Her prayer, peace
Her scripture simplicity and tranquility.
Her hymn shelter, holiness and purity.
Her meditation humility, gaiety and generosity.
Her fruit of silence was prayer,
Her fruit of prayer was faith,
Her fruit of faith was love,
Her fruit of love was service
Her fruit of service was peace.
Countless mothers are there in this world,
But who like her shines like gold?
She was an angel to humanity, a blessing and a boon.
Words are too less to describe a human like her
She was to the poor, sick. downtrodden,
Orphans and destitute a saviour.
Her name will be written in God's book with gold,
Her immortal, spotless soul shall never be old.
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Always have been a victim of apartheid
How does one feel?
When he is a victim not a victor
When he is ruled not a ruler
No room of his own
No empty space left to exploit
Cannot even sit and think vagabonded
Each minute captured, consumerist
Deprived of freedom, liberty, reconciliation
Democracy buried, only dictatorship
And a suspended inferiority complex.
The scapegoat of cultural sadism
Insanity dawns, humans abandon
A marked, distinguished prison.
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A helping hand,
To the emancipated,
To the hated,
To the poor,
To the sick,
To the unfortunates,
To the downtrodden,
To the orphans,
To the widows,
To the disabled,
To the crumbled
To the oppressive and confounded.
The help you rendered,
The comfort and feelings you blended,
The sympathy for the destitute,
The care and concern to the wounded
as healing substitutes.
The honour, the love. the affection, the blessings
that were showered on you,
Are just too less in these words to describe you.
The unpretentious life you led,
The hapless and the hopeless with whom you dealt,
Honest, selfless service was your mission
A countless times I bow down before you, oh mother!
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Wading backwards and forwards
The ride begins across the green pastures
On a mighty, tall, strong, calm creature
Someone's burden, few rejoice
Suppression to the dumb, meek without a voice
Small appear the men, tress, flowers
Feel as if a monarch, a ruler
Euphoric, on top of the world
Firm, fixed and bold
Commonplace, the ship of the desert,
Elsewhere aeroplane
Gala, gaiety, cheer fills heavy gain
Somewhere meant for communication,
Somewhere for entertainment
Man leaves no avenues untainted,
Sometimes on rent, sometimes lent.
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