Topic started by KK (@ 192.148.141.70) on Thu Jul 20 23:45:35 .
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To post anything to do with poems and poets

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• From: veenaapponavan (@ cache-blr.ernet.in) on: Sat Aug 19 13:12:44 EDT 2000
  
  Just once.
  ----------
  Agitation.
  Shouting something,they
  were cutting the tree to
  block the traffic on my
  familiar road.
  That is the first time I
  saw that tree at that place.
  
  (c) veenaapponavan@yahoo.com
  
  
  
• From: katteroja (@ bkj-cache84.jaring.my) on: Sat Sep 16 14:13:49 EDT 2000
  
  anbulleh neelamehangeleh
  vaanathil suganthiramana irrurkirgaleh
  kittai irundhum thurama marainthirurgeleh
  neelamehangeleh neengal en manasil ehpohthumeh.
  
  hush, my love i will wait for thee,
  in the coldness of nites, i yearn for thee.
  the chilly wind blows upon me,
  but all i can hear is the words of love,
  so very warm, the words you once spoke to me.
  
  is loving and leaving so very easy?
  you were there as though you cared
  was it a lie? your interest? your concern?
  or perhaps it was simply a gesture?
  that i mistook for divine pleasures...
  
  howling the winds as they blow softly
  i shut the windows and lie on my pillow sadly
  as i remember your face, your voice, your words that touched my heart especially
  too late now for you have left me....
  
  
• From: N.Yashilia (@ proxy.iad3.netsetter.com) on: Sat Sep 23 05:57:56 EDT 2000
  
  Here's something about true friend:
  
  A Friend...........
  strengthens the heart
  repairs the hurts
  encourages the discovery
  enlightens the mind
  dissolves the pain
  banishes the loneliness
  understand the anxiesties
  increase the joy
  deepens the spirit
  frees the soul.........
  
  brought to you by,
  N.Yashilia.
  
  
• From: RASIGAN (@ 202.9.180.234) on: Tue Sep 26 00:30:49 EDT 2000
  
  I heard a story about a ship called titanic, after hearing that I thought what would had happened to the iceberg which dashed the ship, anyone could say that the iceberg would had been melted but I surely believe that the " Iceberg melted into tears"
  TITANIC MELTED ME A LITTLE
  
  
  
• From: madhu (@ 202.9.175.244) on: Tue Sep 26 12:26:07 EDT 2000
  
  hai! yashilia
  
  
  still no new opinions .pity.inthis world every one is born to die.dissappointments happen every moment .The way we take it makes us happy or unhappy.Hope is the buzz \word to happiness.Changes are inevitable and like new rain brings cheerfulness in many tempting few to get themselves WET forcing few to open umbrellas or coverup with their unwashed and dirty handkerchieves.
  
  Go out and ths beautiful GOD given boon.
  
  above all LOVE is expressed as GOD itself
  
  regards
  
  madhu
  
  
• From: madhu (@ 202.9.175.244) on: Tue Sep 26 12:30:24 EDT 2000
  
  hai! yashilia
  
  
  still no new opinions .pity.inthis world every one is born to die.dissappointments happen every moment .The way we take it makes us happy or unhappy.Hope is the buzz \word to happiness.Changes are inevitable and like new rain brings cheerfulness in many tempting few to get themselves WET forcing few to open umbrellas or coverup with their unwashed and dirty handkerchieves.
  
  Go out and enjoy this beautiful GOD given boon.
  
  above all LOVE is expressed as GOD itself
  
  regards
  
  madhu
  
  
• From: Branon (@ dialin53a-30.ppp.uci.edu) on: Thu Oct 19 17:28:24 EDT 2000
  
  Hello:
  
  I am new to this forum. Could you please tell me how you interact and what the goal is? What is the topic? Types of love, lessons of love, ways of expressing love?
  
  Thanks,
  Brandon
  
  
• From: Brandon (@ dialin53a-30.ppp.uci.edu) on: Thu Oct 19 17:28:37 EDT 2000
  
  Hello:
  
  I am new to this forum. Could you please tell me how you interact and what the goal is? What is the topic? Types of love, lessons of love, ways of expressing love?
  
  Thanks,
  Brandon
  
  
• From: KK (@ 020.0205.syd.iprimus.net.au) on: Mon Nov 6 03:08:24 EST 2000
  
  Letter to an Archaeologist
  
  Citizen, enemy, mama's boy, sucker, utter
  garbage, panhandler, swine, refujew, verrucht;
  a scalp so often scalded with boiling water
  that the puny brain feels completely cooked.
  Yes, we have dwelt here: in this concrete, brick, wooden
  rubble which you now arrive to sift.
  All our wires were crossed, barbed, tangled, or interwoven.
  Also: we didn't love our women, but they conceived.
  Sharp is the sound of pickax that hurts dead iron;
  still, it's gentler that what we've been told or have said ourselves.
  Stranger! move carefully through our carrion:
  what seems carrion to you is freedom to our cells.
  Leave our names alone. Don't reconstruct those vowels,
  consonants, and so forth: they won't resemble larks
  but a demented bloodhound whose maw devours
  its own traces, feces, and barks, and barks.
  
  Joseph Brodsky
  
  
  
• From: ma-dha-n (@ ci154365-a.athen1.ga.home.com) on: Mon Nov 20 22:13:24 EST 2000
  
  DHROOG = TRUTH
  
  ya this scribble... its u..
  and thats wat am thinking...
  and thats wat am feeling...
  and thats wat am wording...
  
  u r the sun when it shines...
  u r the rain when it falls..
  u r the music when it sounds...
  u r the life when i live...
  
  enough of the rhyming words...
  done with those empty sounds...
  am thinking back...feeling how lucky i was
  to get a chance to interact...
  
  i donno if someone already told u...
  that u r beautiful..someone sure wud have...
  not outside..for i haven't seen that...
  but beautiful...inside...which i sure see...
  
  i feel helpless...thinking...
  if i wud have damaged ur beauty by being me..
  like the pearl, u r inside ur shell...
  probably not meant to be open...
  but broken u r ...by many...
  
  i wish i hadn't come into ur life
  yet know all abt u...and get inspired..
  i wish i hadn't bothered u...
  yet share everything with u..
  i wish u did not notice me...
  getting inspired by u...
  
  but alas...its me..
  thats how clumsy i cud get...
  and now...i step back...
  and awe at this wonder..u r
  
  i wish things were simpler
  i wish things were easier...
  and am sorry for
  touching ur beauty...
  
  and all i cud do now...
  is watch u...from outside...
  feel awed by ur silence...
  get rocked by ur words..
  get drowned by ur tears...
  and fly high in ur smiles..
  
  and sorry
  for i donno the ways..things function in this world
  for i donno how to talk..elegantly
  for i donno how to smile..beautifully...
  for i donno wat words...wud have made the moments..
  
  my words...they are empty...
  but they sure have a meaning....thats me...
  i don't know if u will understand...
  but ask the rain..for it knows wat i feel
  ask the lake..for i had talked to it more than anyone
  ask the dhrooog..for i live with it all time..
  and ask u...for u inspire my thoughts..
  
  and i know there will be a time..
  when u will draw boundaries...
  boundaries called relationships...
  me..u..him...her..they..them
  dividing man from man...
  causing pain and suffering..
  breaking the dhroog thats one..
  
  tell me thats wrong...
  tell me that will not happen...
  tell me dhroog is one
  tell me and i will accept it..
  
  unfinished story this is...
  will not stop...
  will not bore...
  ya there may be silence...
  but i will be there in all its calmness..
  
  
• From: KK (@ 168.pool2.cvx001.syd.iprimus.net.au) on: Tue Nov 21 02:54:41 EST 2000
  
  Few good lines
  "my words...they are empty...
  but they sure have a meaning....thats me... "
  
  "ya there may be silence...
  but i will be there in all its calmness.."
  
  
  Cheers
  
  
• From: madhan (@ ci154365-a.athen1.ga.home.com) on: Wed Nov 22 10:27:09 EST 2000
  
  nandrikal pala
  
  
• From: Madhan (@ ci154365-a.athen1.ga.home.com) on: Wed Nov 22 10:28:26 EST 2000
  
  there are times in life
  when i am alone...with dhrooog
  and i feel am with everyone..
  
  its when
  i try not to act
  i try not to impress
  i try not to love someone
  i try not to hate someone
  i try not to hurt someone
  i try not to please someone
  i try not to be someone
  i try not push myself into anything
  
  its when
  i try to be me...just me
  i try to be true to myself
  i try to be honest
  i try to be dhrooog
  
  its then
  i accept...
  
  amazing...this life...
  life is a sequence of moments..
  some moments of joy...
  some moments of sorrow...
  some u want remember...
  some u want to forget...
  some choices u make
  some stupid things u do
  some brave acts ...
  some silly deeds...
  some mature...
  some immature..
  some loyalty...
  some cheatings..
  some ppl u meet...
  some ppl u love...
  some ppl u stay...
  some ppl u leave..
  call them friends..
  call them parents..
  call them lovers..
  call them pets...
  call them couple..
  call them enemies..
  call them dhroogers...
  call them anything...
  bottom line really is love
  or rather call it dhroog..
  
  and there it comes..
  ur final moment of life..
  just before u die...
  the ultimate dispassionate moment...
  what a feeling...it is...bliss
  ecstacy..beauty in entirety...
  its just ur simple little life
  u had ur complaints...
  u had ur chances..
  u had ur luck..
  u had ur misluck..
  u had ur share of love..
  u had ur share of cheating..
  but hey it was UR life..
  ur simple little life...
  u lived all of it
  all thru it...
  every moment of it...
  u sit back then...
  laugh at urself...
  laugh at things u did...
  no regrets...just happiness...
  then u admire urself...
  not for ur greateness..
  not for ur stupidity...
  not for the definitions...
  but for JUST what u were...
  just u..fabulous little u....
  with all ur beautiful imperfections...
  with all ur innocent shortcomings...
  with all ur wonderful mistakes
  with all ur fiery failures..
  u r fantastic in each of these definitions...
  what a beautiful painting u r...
  yet another addition to the wonderful
  gallery of human spirit...
  i feel it now...
  the dispassionate moment...
  thats when...
  i like u ...
  i like me...
  i like everyone...
  
  just do it...be true to urself..
  
  -dhroog
  
  
  
• From: KK (@ cwip-t-007-p-219-121.tmns.net.au) on: Thu Nov 23 03:43:23 EST 2000
  
  AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE.
  ===========================
  AS I ponder'd in silence,
  Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,
  A Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect,
  Terrible in beauty, age, and power,
  The genius of poets of old lands,
  As to me directing like flame its eyes,
  With finger pointing to many immortal songs,
  And menacing voice, What singest thou? it said,
  Know'st thou not there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards?
  And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,
  The making of perfect soldiers.
  
  Be it so, then I answer'd,
  I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater
  one than any,
  Waged in my book with varying fortune, with flight, advance
  and retreat, victory deferr'd and wavering,
  
  
  --Walt Whitman
  
  
  
  
  
• From: Madhan (@ ci154365-a.athen1.ga.home.com) on: Fri Nov 24 22:25:37 EST 2000
  
  DHROOOG = TRUTH
  
  we learnt to see
  what ppl saw
  
  we learnt to hear
  what ppl heard
  
  we learnt to feel
  what ppl felt
  
  we learnt to sing
  what ppl sang
  
  we learnt to dance
  what ppl danced
  
  we learnt to love
  what ppl loved
  
  we learnt to tell
  what ppl told
  
  we learnt to cry for
  what ppl cried for
  
  we learnt to define
  what ppl defined already
  
  we learnt to undefine
  what ppl undefined already
  
  we learnt to do
  what ppl did
  
  we learnt to live
  what ppl lived
  
  we learnt to be
  what ppl were...
  
  
  NO...I cannot do this anymore...
  O dhroog come wimme
  
  lets see
  lets hear
  lets feel
  lets sing
  lets dance
  lets love
  lets tell
  lets cry
  lets define
  lets undefine
  lets do
  lets live
  lets be
  
  in a way u and i want....
  no rules ...
  no lessons...
  its all a new beginning
  its just me and dhrooog...
  one in whole...
  
  
• From: dhrooog (@ ci154365-a.athen1.ga.home.com) on: Wed Dec 13 17:42:59 EST 2000
  
  in mind's democracy
  its emotion's elections
  
  with temptations resisting
  and each campaign insisting..
  
  u take a side
  and let future ride..
  
  whom to go..and
  whom to come
  
  u got opinions
  from ur minions
  
  but its u to vote
  in truth's court
  
  u can regret
  but u can't forget
  
  make a decision
  in truths precision
  
  u won't regret
  and there's no upset!
  
  

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