English Poems
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The suspicious thought -Shri.Ginde
The thought which every one knows.sheepishness to believe.suspicious why! I m not good. We r not good. nothing was good in our surroundings.screwed country.worsening humans. No ...
Posted Nov 17, 2016, 7:32 PM by A Billion Stories
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Photo pe Sher: After the tigers are done... -बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य
After the tigers are done, we will reduce the humans. For what happens to the beasts happens to man. 7 billion humans will take their time to go, to hasten ...
Posted Aug 15, 2016, 9:32 PM by A Billion Stories
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I am the Indian Ocean -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
Surge of my waves and their mystical themesEmbracing Bombay and Dar-es in holdWe all belong to the cradle of earthSame human civilization pervades us allGenerations ...
Posted Mar 19, 2016, 8:27 AM by A Billion Stories
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The Life Tree -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
Oh, my human race,How, we were born,In the Universe of near infinity,Are we alone?I was seeking answer for the greatQuestion of creation, weighing heavyMy ...
Posted Dec 26, 2015, 8:15 AM by A Billion Stories
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Our mission is water -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
My mother called me Blue NileI am also named by mother White NileWhen we grew and grew we askedOh mother, Oh motherTell us, why did you ...
Posted Aug 14, 2015, 12:17 PM by A Billion Stories
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posted Nov 17, 2016, 7:32 PM by A Billion Stories
The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!
I m not good. We r not good.
nothing was good in our surroundings.
screwed country.
worsening humans.
No more indications,
haggard life.
The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!
The stone became God.
depressed mind.
screwed people.
The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!
beyond the peoples view n opinions
oh..! my heart n mind could you stand strongly.
My soul saying you that you only good for your self...
N this matter of truth irritates me daily..!!
The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why.. why.. why..!!!
-Shri.Ginde
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posted Aug 15, 2016, 9:30 PM by A Billion Stories
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updated Aug 15, 2016, 9:32 PM
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After the tigers are done, we will reduce the humans.
For what happens to the beasts happens to man.
7 billion humans will take their time to go,
to hasten it though, wars will come and go.
Even then, famines and riots will kill more.
For every end of a term,
the dominant species on earth must change.
It will then be time,
for the quiet and subtle,
superhumans.
-बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य
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posted Mar 19, 2016, 8:27 AM by A Billion Stories
Surge of my waves and their mystical themes
Embracing Bombay and Dar-es in hold
We all belong to the cradle of earth
Same human civilization pervades us all
Generations of life in these lands were like waves
Rising and falling and melting in time baobabs and
Banyans stood witness to these cycles
Bondage of slavery and foreigners yoke
Are gone with the past and power now to people
Gandhiji and Nyerere’s nobility and soul strength
Got thy the freedom, and now you have a mission
Enlightened youths, now you have to sweat
For making thy people prosperous and happy
For ye are the greatest hope, for this part of globe
Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
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posted Dec 26, 2015, 8:15 AM by A Billion Stories
Oh, my human race,
How, we were born,
In the Universe of near infinity,
Are we alone?
I was seeking answer for the great
Question of creation, weighing heavy
My mind as I am in seventieth orbit
Around sun, my little habitat, the star
Where my race living, lived billions of years
And will live billions of years, till the sun shines.
This is the millennium question of humanity,
And sought the help of our creator.
On the eventful day, I was flying
The earth below me, the human habitat
Vanished in the white river of cloud,
Silent, turbulent free everywhere the divine
Splendour reflecting.
On the above, the full moon with its magnificent might,
My heart melted, my friend co-passenger
Vidyasagar joined in the heavenly display.
The beauty entered into our soul
And blossomed happiness into our mind and body.
We the humanity bowed to the heavenly answer,
We are not alone, billion of billion lives
Of various forms spring in the planets of
Galaxy after galaxies.
Then the dawn of divine message.
There was the divine echo in the full moon night
From my creator.
Shaken, bewildered and wondered
The echo engulfed me and my race
“You, the human race is the best of my creation
You will live and live.
You give and give till you are united,
In human happiness and pain.
My bliss will be born in you
Love is the mission of humanity,
You will see every day in Life Tree
You learn and learn
My best of creations.”
Beautiful morning it was,
Sun radiating, driving away the clouds
Parrots and Kokilas were at their musical flight
We the yellow heaven group entered
Flower garden of Asiad
Roses were in their splendour
Radiating beauty in White and Crimson
Bowing to the dawn of sun
We walked and walked, our feet on the green
Meadow giving velvet touch,
Children somewhere ringing in unison in their innocence
Peacocks in the background giving beautiful display.
There was a majestic scence of Life Tree
Cluster of tall and straight Nag Phali grove
Undaunted to the sun rays direction
Multi layered, each flower plant bubbling with life,
We approached very close to the happy plants
Astonished to see the nature?s wonder.
Bottom layers have shed the flower all around the sand
Whereas mid layer flower blossomed
In number to the magnificence
Perfume radiating, beauty all around
Honey bees filling the flower bed, mutual love flowing
Intoxicated with the scene, we looked at the top layer
Ring of the buds about to blossom
And new layers at their birth.
Again the great divine echo enters all around us
Flowers blossom, radiate beauty and spread perfume
And give honey. On the eve of life
Flowers silently fall to the earth, they belong.
Oh my creation this is mission of human life
You are born, live life of giving
And bond the human life
Your mission is the Life Tree.
My blessings to you my creation.
Oh my human race!
Let’s sing the song of creation.
Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
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posted Aug 14, 2015, 12:17 PM by A Billion Stories
My mother called me Blue Nile
I am also named by mother White Nile
When we grew and grew we asked
Oh mother, Oh mother
Tell us, why did you name us Nile
Our mothers said lovingly
Oh our children
You travel and travel
Cross mountains, forests and valleys
Thousands of miles, enriching nine countries
you reach Khartoum
you Blue and White Niles confluence with a mission
God has commanded you to give a message
you give a beautiful message
When we rivers confluence
Oh humanity why not your hearts confluence
And you blossom with happiness.
-Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
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posted Aug 14, 2015, 9:35 AM by A Billion Stories
Our Milky Way is shining,
with millions and millions of stars.
Our beloved star Sun,
along with eight other planets around.
Orbits the Milky Way,
finishes one orbit in two hundred and fifty million years.
Somewhere in the galaxy,
echoed a voice in surprise.
“See there the Earth shining in glory
how come it got its light?”
A sweet and soft reply comes:
“It is not the mere light,
It is the light of knowledge,
It is the light of service,
It is the light of peace.
Specially radiating from Prasanthi Nilayalam
When Earth completes its eightieth orbit
Carrying a great soul in its bosom”
Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam
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posted Aug 14, 2015, 9:33 AM by A Billion Stories
Some build rock walls all their lives,
When they die miles of walls divide them.
Others build rock walls, one rock on another,
And: then build a terrace, where they pray for love.
Yet others build walls to enclose orchards,
Endeavouring to find ways to fulfill hunger.
A few others build rock walls – to make a home,
It is their mission to serve humanity and nature.
I build no walls, to confirm to joy or sorrow;
To sacrifice or achieve, or to gain or lose,
I just grow flowers on all open spaces,
And float lilies on ponds and rivers.
I keep planting trees, for birds to have nests,
At the dawn of the sun, when morning breeze blow.
Sun light get filtered through shining tree leaves,
Birds’ flight gives me sense of freedom and pleasure.
Scattered light of colour and treasure,
Fragrance of flowers gives me delight of creator.
Lilies floating over like nature’s dance,
Why should I build walls to confine them all?
I have no house, only open spaces,
Filled with truth, kindness and dreams.
Desire to see my country developed and great,
Dreams to see everywhere happiness and peace.
Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
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posted Jul 29, 2015, 6:47 PM by A Billion Stories
My garden smiles
Welcoming the spring,
Roses, beautiful roses,
With fragrance and beauty,
Ringing tunes of the honey bees
Lovely scene, everywhere
My garden smiles.
The enchanting scene entered into me
Blossomed happiness in my body and
Variety of roses,
One lovely family of roses,
Presiding the dynamic scene,
With pleasant fragrant breeze,
My garden smiles.
All the roses fully blossomed towards the sky
It was a miracle to see.
A pleasant beautiful voice
Echoed from rose family,
O’ my friend, look at the sky,
I saw the miracle of
The shining moon in formation
And the powerful venus very close
To each other belong to our galaxy.
The scene was indeed rare celebration,
Of heavenly bodies and roses of earth,
I looked above and roses of my garden,
I looked above and saw the Milkyway,
I looked around the garden,
Roses, roses and roses.
This unique festival of lights and beauty
Why, why, why, this unique scene.
This graceful event
In my garden first time,
My garden smiles.
Then the sweet music
Engulfed the scene all around
Emanating from garden
“It was the celebration of
flowers and heavenly bodies,
in honour of visit of poetic soul,
of our galaxy milkyway,
Yu Hsi a universal friend,
Of creative mind.”
Crossed many seas, to be with us
Welcome my friend from shining heavenly bodies,
Beautiful roses and divine music
My garden smiles.
Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
(composed on 28th March 2007 on the occasion of receiving the Crane Summit Supreme Honour Crown Medallion from Poet Yu Hsi)
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posted Apr 26, 2015, 7:25 PM by A Billion Stories
We come naked, we go naked.
Clothes and Cars,
delude us to think,
I am me, you are you,
I am not you, you are not me,
I am black, you are white,
I am rich, you are poor.
What comes, goes.
What goes, comes.
Similar, are your clothes.
When the barriers go,
the earth is one - Vasudaiva Kutumbakam.
In all this,
what is the role of evil, say?
It is to kick the good out of its stupor,
to make it come together and play.
For evil has no barriers and hates any,
a quality that good must display.
When we all become one
and act such for peace and love,
then and only then,
is evil slayed.
And till the time,
this,
the world does not learn,
evil must reside,
for the good to be purified.
For both good and evil,
come naked,
go naked.
That is the truth of
The Naked Man.
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posted Mar 30, 2015, 8:56 PM by A Billion Stories
My room went upside down,
I gave a cute frown.
I saw myself in the mirror,
and saw instead of my legs, my head was down.
My room was again normal,
and finally my legs were on ground.
Again my room went upside down,
I banged my head on the ground & got a natural crown.
I started shouting mom! mom....
My mom came running with a mop.
Mom look at this stupid room,
Which remains upside down.
She told me what can a room do
when your leg is hanging on the windowsill
upside down....
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