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Replace Tears by Cheers

I look into the baby’s eyes
Which are glistening like ice
Though the sparkle is nice
It needs mother’s love-device

Bulls’ eyes always have tears
No cow, no calf and no cheers
All my tears my mother clears
Perennial tears, if she disappears

The beggar’s child cries in hunger
It could not bear hunger longer
To bear hunger it is not stronger
Weeps not man the power-monger

A child’s fear for injection
Results in tears’ ejection
It can offer only objection
But it cannot exercise rejection

In labor pains mother cries
To console her, father tries
But because both are wise
A prize comes for their enterprise

Joy or sorrow, tears may form
They may calm or create a storm
Everything happens as per God’s norm
Let us pray to solve every harm

Tears and sweats we must get
Heart and body both will wet
For a perfect life, both must be met
Life is zero if they come not yet

Tears, to try, will induce
Determination, it will produce
Love to be idle, it will reduce
They are of immense use

If tears are perennial
Living will be very cruel
But if efforts are true and real
Tears can be given a firm denial

When mind and heart are heated
Tears are automatically created
Through eyes they are eliminated
A soul’s position is clearly stated

Tears also we badly in life need
A matured life they help us lead
To wipe off tears let us plead
To our requests, may God heed

Tears are in God’s laws compulsory
Reasons for tears may widely vary
Finding out the reasons is necessary
As watery eyes have a background story.

M V VENKATARAMAN

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Does The Dream Ever Come True?

Standing in the middle of the mountain
Up on me is falling snow
River of love is flowing
Standing by my side, the women I know
When she hold me in her arms

The sun goes down and night comes up high

She means so much to me without her I can’t survive

When I open my eyes I found myself all alone

Scared of the dark and no one to hold

I have a question for you

Does the dream ever come true?

Breathing in the air of love it feels so pure

See as far as you want to but you will not see hate anymore

Tears of blood are not pouring, there is no need to cry

Because no longer fray anymore in which someone dear can die

No need to close your eyes, no need to close your ears

Everything you don’t want to see or hear has been washed away In the past years

When I open my eyes I found myself living in the world

Where hate and fray is above faith and love

I have a question for you

Does the dream ever come true ?

by Tazz

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Old Is Gold, Be Bold

Every second every soul ages
Time inflicts on body damages
This increase in age disparages
As old age has disadvantages
Though with courage, youth manages
It will not accompany at all stages
To meet the future wisdom encourages
Experience gives wonderful messages
We learn while traveling in life-passages
We accept all traditional usages
We are caught in conventional cages
Old age makes us all sagacious sages
Peace and experience are our wages
Old age stops us from exercising rages
We build for ourselves certain images
We procreate through holy marriages
We are lucky in escaping miscarriages
We come across unscrupulous sabotages
Leading to very disastrous carnages
End cancels all problems and privileges

When old age is attained
Only weakness is gained
By work body feels strained
Energy could not be obtained
Youth cannot be retained
The same cannot be regained
May feel energetic mind
The same energy, body cannot find
Activities are restrained
All joints are easily pained
Health has to be maintained
Sex cannot be easily entertained
Body’s condition must be ascertained
Our state must be to Doctor explained
By noble deeds, health can be bargained
Tough tasks when are assigned
Acceptance must not be blindly signed
Tedious manual jobs can be resigned
To live healthily, body must be designed
Worry not as all will be very kind.

M V VENKATARAMAN

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Hope for Happiness

Sometimes I get tired with life,
Living with the trials and strife.
Questioning God almighty why me?
Or maybe in heaven he just couldn’t see.

Unguided thoughts of misfortune,
Maybe the music of life is out of tune.
The road seems always an uphill,
Crucial moments always make me stand still.

Yet in this life I realize,
Each cross is of different size.
God won’t forsake his children,
As a shepherd looks after his flock.

I’ll be here striving for now,
Hurting yet healing not for long.
I still believe that the sun will shine,
Looking forward for the rainbow that ¡s so fine.

I’ll stare on the sky with hope in my heart,
Each morning will be a brand new start.
Lord, please heal this wounded soul,
Return the happiness that the devil stole.

by Chloe

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I Like to Think I Build These Walls

I like to think I build these walls
to see who cares enough to break them down

I like to think I hide to see who has the courage to look for me,
even when it dark

I like to think I cry to see who’s in tune enough to notice,
then wipe my tears away

I like to think I get my heart broken to see who loves me enough
to put it back together again

I like to think I suffer this pain
because God trusts me enough to handle it
Even though I can’t…

I like to think many things
Even though they aren’t true…

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My Perfect Little World

In my perfect little world, people greet,
they kiss and hug each time they meet.
Friends hold hands, and calm your fears;
they stick around to wipe your tears.

But in the world today, we just don’t care,
and showing love is somewhat rare.
When times are fun all friends are near,
then things get tough and most disappear.

In my perfect little world, we give and share;
we make it a point, to show we care.
We live to love, and love to live,
and find it easy to forgive.

But in the world today we strive on greed,
and crave the things we rarely need.
We step on others to get our way,
and hurt with what we do or say.

In my perfect little world, children smile,
and parents go that extra mile.
No child is ever harmed or hurt,
abused or treated just like dirt.

But in the world today most people cry,
and only pray in case they die.
We’ve given in to all that’s bad,
and then complain that life is hard.

In my perfect little world were all the same
and life is not a spiteful game.
People are loyal, honest and just,
and value the gift of friendship and trust.

But in the world today it seems,
we’ve lost all hope or goals and dreams.
Malicious acts are seen as witty,
I think it’s sad and such a pity.

by Gabrielle Llambias 09

Friendship Poem

A Friend Most True


I need to know if you’re my true friend,
will you be by my side until the end?
Can I tell you my secrets deep,
and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?
We are neither of us without our flaws,
can you accept mine as I will yours?
I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,
will you be there for me when I need you?
No matter how busy I will make time for you,
if you are busy will you make time for me too?
I will take your hand and comfort your tears,
will you hold me and soothe my fears?
I will give you joy and many warm smiles,
can we share that even across many miles?
I will not forget what’s important to you,
will you remember what’s important to me too?
With you my most favourite things I’ll share,
If only I know do you truly care?
If you can accept me as I do you,
then I will know you are a friend most true