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snakes-owner
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poet-mrs.anjali denandee , mom
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i am a snakes-owner…..
i catch snakes from here and there….
by my own-hands……..
i am very-expert……
i live in a village-corner…..
to my snakes , i take too-care………
i put , in bamboo-baskets……..
give to these , milk…
all drink it………
on many-ways……
i show the dance of the snakes……..
many people enjoy it………
the crowds give me foods , cloths and also money……..
i am not poor..
by these , i eat..
i dress……
and also i buy my useful-things …
by the money……
one day ……
a doctor says to me ,…………
‘’ if you give me the poison …….
then i shall give you money ‘’ ……..
i agree with him,then…..
at every month…..
he contacts with me……….
and i give him the poison…..
and take money……
he goes back in his city , then…..
we contact , again and again……
after some years…
i become very-rich-woman…….
one -night …..
i give milk ……..
to my snakes…
and at that time…
a snake bites on my right-hand….
i think that …
i shall be dye…..
without any treatment………
yes…by my collection …
of the poison……….
the doctor creates the medicine …
but i can not take it………
i know that….
after some-times………
will stop , my heart-beats…….
yes.it is the reality……
where is my safety ……
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Poet - ANJALI DENANDI ,MOM
“ FOREVER “
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THE SUN GIFTS RAYS……………
THE LOTUS SEES AND SEES THE SUN………….
DAYS AFTER DAYS…………….
THE RAINDROPS DANCE ON IT ,
IT FEELS WITHOUT ANY HEART-BEAT;
BEES ENJOY IT ,
THEY SAY,
WITH SOUNDS ,
“OH ! HOW SWEET ! “
THE FLOWER NOTHING ,SAYS.
UNDER WATER IS,
IT’S ROOT –IN MUDDY- GROUND,
NOBODY SEES ;
GANDERS AND GEESE,
TOUCH IT,
WITH HEART – BEATS ,
CAN FEEL , IT .
AIR LIKES IT,
IT MOVES THEN.
WAVES PULL AND PUSH IT,
IT HAS NO LOSS,
OR NO GAIN .
MOON AND STARS ,
SAYTO IT,
“GOOD EVENING ! “
THEN SMILES IT .
WHEN I PICK IT UP,
AT VERY- EARLY – MORNING,
THEN IT LAUGHS AND LAUGHS AND LAUGHS…
NON – STOP…………….
WITH JOY OF SACRIFICE ;
OH ! THE NATURE ! TOO NICE !
THEN, ON IT,
FRESH DROPS OF,
DEW AND DEW AND DEW…
COOL – COOL - COOL , DROPS …DROPS …DROPS …
I OFFER TO THE GODDESS,
THEN PRAYS IT,
“ I COMPLETE ,
MY EARTHLY - LIFE ! LISTEN ! KINDLY !
HI ! THE MOM - HOLY !
NOW , MY LIFE WILL BE THE HEAVENLY;
HEY ! YOU , BLESS ME ,…….BLESS……..BLESS……BLESS…
I WAS WAITING FOR IT ;
IT IS MY PROPER PLACE !
IT IS MY ULTIMATE SUCCESS .
IT IS MY EVER – ADDRESS .
YES ! YES ! YES !.............
ONLY FOR IT ,
I WILL TAKE RE – BIRTH ,
ON THE EARTH,
NEW…NEW …NEW…
AND STAY, ALSO,
EVER – NEW ;
I ADORE YOU ! OH !”
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A FARMER
A farmer is in a village .
24 , years , is his age .
He cultivates under rays .
One day , he meets with a sage .
Then , he says ,
‘ you will be the world famous , in future days ! ‘
Then the farmer becomes surprise !
‘ How is it possible ?
Is it true ? ‘
He thinks too and too……………
Next night , the stars rise .
An old man comes in his farmhouse .
He is too fible !
He gifts to the farmer , a white mouse .
And says , ‘ it is too lucky , really , truely !
Keep it carefully ! ‘
Then he becomes dead .
Then the mouse touches his head .
Why ? the farmer does not know it .
Later , one dawn ,
It is a spring morn ;
The farmer cultivates on his field ……….
He gets from the field ,
A big box , made by gold ;
Too old !
He picks it up , then ;
He breaks it’s lock , then ;
He sees that , in it , here is 3 manuscripts of 3 books ;
The farmer does not know reading ;
So nothing understands ;
Only he looks and looks ………………
Yes , then all are in his hands ;
Later , he reaches in that cortage ,
Where meditates , the old sage ;
Then the farmer shows the papers to the sage ;
And then , the sage is reading and reading…………………
Oh ! the old medical discoveries !
Yes , the medicines of the cancer ;
In 3 manuscripts , here are 3 names of medicines of the cancer .
And also all about , in details……………
He becomes surprise !
Then , he tells ,
To the newspapers ;
All read the all papers……….
Yes , the new stars then arise ;
No death ;
Oh ! then the forcast of the sage , becomes true ;
Oh ! the old faith !
Yes , then the farmer becomes the world famous man !
The whole world , then , becmes his fan ;
All say , ‘ I love you !
Too ……...too ………too ………………………………….’
Then that white lucky mouse says ,
‘ I stay in the cortage of the sage ; ‘
Then the farmer says ,
‘ why ? no ! you stay with me ! dear ! ’
Then the sage says ,
Hey ! from today , we all stay together ; too …… too near ! ‘
From that day , they all stay in a very big , new , palace ;
Yes , yes , yes ,
With bless …………………………………
With success …………………………………………………
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POET-ANJALI DENANDI,MOM
Lovely-boat
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My boat;
Float and float…………..
From my throat,
I create and create……………..
Just before sun-set;
The birds return in their nests,
For taking rest;
I am on my lovely-boat;
And see and see all……….
Oh ! the nature ! you are above all !
Again and again,you call and call…………
So I come back on the earth,
And take rebirth;
The life is really beautiful !
But,the soul has no rule;
Anytime from my body,it can go;
And my life can finish;
Oh ! no !
I want from the nature,
The bliss…….bliss…blisss………
Oh !the creature !
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POETESS- mrs . anjali denandee,MOM
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FLYING-DREAMS
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my silver-colour-kite……..
it’s weight is too-light……..
it is shining by the too-bright……….
noon’s sun-light……….
it reaches too-high………
on the sky-colour-sky……..
it likes to fly and fly………………..
the joy of free-air…………
of it ,I take care…………
but , it moves , with the thinking of don’t care…………
it has many dreams…………
but not like me………at sleeping-times………..
at night , I do not move , at that times………
I watch the dreams………….
but it watches the dreams ,
at day……….at moving-times………….
when I hold it’s string…………
then i recite the rhymes………
and also , I sing the songs , I sing and sing………………….
it hears and hears……….
and reaches too- higher –position……….
with great-emotion………………..
then it’s speed becomes too-high……….
and very-fast , it reaches too-high ………
towards the free-open - sky………….
I feel too-happiness in my own mind then………….
with joy of my own-kite ………
from my eyes tears come down then……………
for it’s upper-position…………….too-high………….
when , the dusk comes……..then the sun-light………….
it is not so-bright……………….
in the own-nests …………
the birds come back ,again………….
who went too-high…….
too-far from their own-nests………………
at the dawn…………………..when the sun-light…
it was not so bright……………….
on the west – sky……
the sun takes it’s position……………..
I pull-down it , then…………………
after some times ,it touches my hand………
then , I hold it , with great-emotion……………….
and say , ‘ tomorrow , you shall fly , again……’ ……………….
then we return in our own – house with grand-success…….
grand……….grand….grand……
like the birds-nests …………
it is also our ultimate-address…………………..
then we both take rest…………..
also on the sky of west…….
the success-sun takes rest……………..
but now our position is lowest………
in the close – house , not the open-high-sky……………………..
but here also fly and fly…..
our tomorrow’s dreams…………in our hidden-minds……then……..
yes , these dreams also fly and fly tomorrow , again……………
yes my kite and I am………..DE…………
we love to dreams……..O K ………O K…….
at night and also at day………………..
yiiye……yiiye……..…yiiye…………….
we are yesterday……..today…..and tomorrow…………
next………next….next……….also…………..
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Title of the poem: The rainy season
Poet: Mrs. Anjali Denandi(MOM)
Rain……..rain………..rain………….rainy-season…………
Oh! The little-girl! Dear! No tear!
Don’t cry!
Darling! Hi!
I shall gift you, the teddy-bear.
Rain……..rain………..rain………….rainy-season…………
The teen-ager! Hey! You, the lady!
Don’t cry! Stay steady, in mind and your own-body!
Aahhaa!..........Tragedy…………….!
You have lost your parent,
In clouds, for aero plane-accident;
………..recent……………
Rain……..rain………..rain………….rainy-season…………
Hello! The young! The woman!
Too- sad!........too…….too…………too……….
Nobody can………….
What can you do ?
Now, don’t cry! no tear………….
Just after marriage, of one-year; You have lost your husband, dear;
Forever, for the cancer;
It has no answer…………………
Rain……..rain………..rain………….rainy-season…………
The old life;
Once upon a time, then, you were the wife;
The mother;
The grand-mother;
Now your husband is in the heaven;
And your age is 77;
So, your daughter in law, son and grandson,
Send you in old age home; so, you, don’t cry !
Don’t feel alone! All are your own;
………..yet, they have no tear !.........shy………But, you try to understand! Try...try…try…………
Rain……..rain………..rain………….rainy-season…………
Your duty is creation……With great-emotion!...........Without any reason,
You gift the lives on the earth;
The new-lives take birth.
Green-trees are too-happy, for you!
They say, we love you, too….too….too…………!’
Name: Mrs Anjali De Nandi(MOM)
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Poet, ANJALI DENANDI ,MOM
EVER-UNKNOWN-MIND
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i know,
that i have a mind;
but ,i do not know,
it's particular-place;
where is it ?
in brain, in heart or.......
where....................
i do not know,
it's proper-address;
who can say ?
i ask it;
i am DE.
why ,the mind was created ,first?
kindly, say !
hey ! hey ! hey !
i know,
mind is always working; but how ?
i do not know.......! ?
i also ,know,
that the mind is the fastest ,
in the universe,
among all.
but how ?
i do not know ! ?......
i know,
that,
the mind is forever;
and it's works do not know,
the rest.
how is it possible ?
i do not know.
oh ! the ever-unknown-mind ! ?.........
poet , ANJALI DENANDI ,MOM .
AT THAT TIME
then ,my son took birth;
his feet were not on the earth;
he was on my lap;
on my head, there was no cap;
my non-brushed hairs were too happy !
oh ! my too little baby !
he was also too happy !
my eyes were also too happy !
my those eyes were seeing the too little -baby.............
oh ! so happiness !
in the universe, it was the greatest feeling !
the first motherhood;
above all; yes .
i gifted to him food;
which was coming from my own body;
oh ! the creature !
you were too faithful !
i felt it,
when i watched his face,
then he said it,
by his wordless mouth;
i thought,then,
that, he was the creature,
yes,who created me ,
the mother,
who was the faith of the too little child;
i had smiled;
oh ! the zeal !
yes, the new- born baby was nothing but the creature.
i felt it,
when i observed his nature.
the pure relation.
the best creation;
yes, only by that way,
the life could flow............
yes,all knew,know and also will know..............
why ? who could know ?
why, life came first in the earth ?
why all took birth ?
what was the need ?
nobody knew it;
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ONE DAY
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COPYRIGHT-POETESS-MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE,MOM
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one day.......
a summer - mid - noon..........
a man goes to a shop............
from his house.........
he asks,...........
'' hey ! you ! the shopkeeper !.........
please! say , .........
''what is the cost of a green-raw-coconut ? ''..........
the shopkeeper says,.......
'' rs. 50 ; ''...................
then the man says ,.........
oh ! too-much ! ''...........
then the shopkeeper says ,..........
climb up , the tree,.........
and drink the fruit-water; ''.............
then the man does like it ;.................
when he climbs too-high,......
then he slips,.............
and hold a leaf by his own hands,..........
and is hanging , from the tree. .............
at this time ,...........
an elephant-owner is going under him.............
the hanging-man says,.............
''pleas ! save me! ''..................
then the elephant -owner says ,.....
''if you give me, rs.500 ,...............
then i shall save you ; ''..............
then the man says,.........
''yes, i shall give you ; ''..........
then he hold the hanging-man-legs;........
and then the elephant goes away.........
and goes far from this place..............
then both men are hanging. .....................
then under them,.........
is passing a horse-owner,............
then both hanging-men say,............
please! save us ! ''...........
then he says ,..........
''if you , both give me,........
rs.1000 + rs. 1000 ,............
then i shall save , both; ''............
then they say ,.....
''yes, we agree ! ''...........
then the horse-owner ,......
hold the elephant-owner-legs,.............
at this time ,..............
the horse runs and goes too-far ,............
from this place ;............
then all three men are hanging.........
then the first man says,.............
'' if you both,.............
the elephant-owner ,..............
and the horse-owner,............
give me rs. 2000 + rs. 2000 ,...........
then i hold the leaf of the coconut-tree ,..............
if you do not give me ,.............
then i freed the leaf ; ''..................
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