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Poetry Corner

Discussion in 'Poetry Corner' started by Astroboy, Sep 10, 2007.


Who is NOT welcomed here ?

  1. demons devil vultures dogs

    1 vote(s)
  2. satan lucifer toyol and hogs

    0 vote(s)
  3. witches atheists liars and all their relations

    0 vote(s)
  4. non of the above coz they're God's creation

    10 vote(s)
  1. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

  2. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

  3. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Source : philosophy.htm


    Over a hundred books are upon my shelves,
    I don't read them , Do they read themselves?
    Are they filled with knowledgeable things,
    Or like the birds, Do they have wings?
    One day very soon, I'll have a look to see,
    If I look long enough perhaps I'll find one for me.
    Or shall I leave them for others to read,
    I dare not open one it will probably bleed.
    A big black book with letters of copperplate,
    Invites me to read it before it is too late.
    Small and thin a book of verse,
    Looks so fragile shall I call a nurse.
    Adventure I am sure from cover to cover,
    With Heroine fighting to save her lover.
    A very thick tomb a history book,
    Will I become wiser if I take a look.
    One very large book it is an Atlas I know,
    Dominates the others tries to steal the show.
    A Cowboy story from the wild West,
    If I read it will I catch the pest.
    Or science fiction lost in outer space,
    With me as Hero to save the Human race.
    Yes I have a hundred books, that is for sure,
    In the Public Library there are thousands more.
    All of my books I will order into students' classes.
    I don't think I will read them for I have lost my glasses.


    Speed of Light.

    While travelling at the speed of light,
    Passengers and crew see a most beautiful sight.
    Suns, Moons and comets rushing by,
    Causing many an astronaut to sigh.
    My wish is to be among the elite
    Taking part in this great Feat.
    Starting off as Cabin Boy,
    Rising to Captain much to my joy.
    Photon engines surging with power,
    Pushing on the ship hour by hour.
    What are we doing here in space,
    Looking for Aliens or some strange race.
    Mankind's old dream come true at last.
    As suns and moons go rushing past.
    Come let us all join in the quest.
    The first to greet that Alien Guest.
  4. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

  5. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Source: philosophy.htm


    It was just a sheet of paper out of an exercise book,
    Until I started writing to see how it would look.
    My pen wrote quickly as if with ghostly hand,
    The poem that appeared was not so very grand.
    It told not of love or of flowers so sweet,
    Just about two people that by chance did happen to meet.
    They spoke about their lives and the work that they did do,
    It sounded rather commonplace like most chats, lively but true.
    Families with children and the costs of living,
    How they each celebrated at the last thanksgiving.
    What presents they had bought for the wife and kids,
    At the local auction where both had made their bids.
    Then on to sport each had a favourite team,
    They were kindred spirits each with their own dream.
    A friendship developed between the unlikely pair,
    They had so much in common yes each had a lot to share.
    After making arrangements for their families to meet,
    I very often see them as they walk down the street.
    It was a true friendship I could see by the smiles,
    You know for such a friendship, I would walk a hundred miles.

    Cosmic Force.
    Rays of cosmic force so bright,
    Bathe me in your pure blue light.
    Rid me of all earthly ties and bonds,
    That hold me till my soul absconds.
    Into that promised realm above,
    Be again with those that shared my love.
    Let me soar in that knowledge pure,
    That here on earth seems so obscure.
    Refresh my hopes in those ethereal surrounds,
    Let me bask in a love that knows no bounds.
    Guidance for my future life on earth,
    Cosmic beams be at my next new birth.
    Radiance shine on that tender soul,
    Gently pushing to an earthly goal.
    That I may help all of mankind
    To untie those knots that ever bind.
    Freedom from all want and care,
    No more carnage for humans to share.
    That rays of cosmic force so bright,
    Bathe all of mankind in that pure blue light.
  6. spnadmin

    spnadmin SPNer

    The Universal Incarnation

    There is a Wisdom like a brooding Sun,
    A Bliss in the heart's crypt grown fiery white,
    The heart of a world in which all hearts are one,
    A Silence on the mountains of delight.

    A Calm that cradles Fate upon its knees;
    A wide Compassion leans to embrace earth's pain;
    A Witness dwells within our secrecies,
    The incarnate Godhead in the body of man.

    Our mind is a glimmering curtain of that Ray,
    Our strength a parody of the Immortal's power,
    Our joy a dreamer on the Eternal's way
    Hunting the fugitive beauty of an hour.

    Only on the heart's veiled door the word of flame
    Is written, the secret and tremendous Name.

    Sri Aurobindo
  7. Sherab

    Sherab SPNer

    This poetry is all about my girlfriend...

    However keep in mind when I wrote this, i was not a Gursikh.

    The Second Guru
    By: *me* (note: edited for online use, all it;s right still belong to me, but i do not wish to disclose my name)

    Chapter One

    Homage to the Guru,
    Tamer of beings.
    Set us on the right
    and lead us

    - 1 -

    The first meeting
    was like a spark
    I stomped it
    My own dark mind.
    Love was lost.

    - 2 -
    Foolish decisions
    That only hurt you
    without change
    the natural process
    I would
    not of
    you like
    I do now.

    - 3 -
    With trust
    comes total surrender
    I give
    to you.
    I will be gentle,
    to you.
    Please, treat me well.

    - 4 -
    There is no other
    Love or obsession
    in my life
    then you.
    I entrust myself to you.

    - 5 -
    When opposites meet
    The pure always
    Wash away the stains of
    My love, make me pure,
    like you.

    - 6 -
    Each day passes
    Your purity, love,
    Compassion, and
    Wisdom rub off on
    When two cloths
    Look identical
    One was pure
    One was stained
    You, my love
    Took away my stains.
    We are one, now,

    - 7 -
    I have become
    just like you.
    We are one cloth.
    Just two different sides.
    Different expressions
    of one united soul.

    - 8 -
    Like the Heruka's
    Three faces
    We are
    2 beings
    That appear
    In mind
    O N E.

    - 9 -
    Having met
    The love of my
    Is the blessings of
    All the Buddhas.
    Be my Mandarava.

    - 10 -
    Even if seperate
    in body
    I still miss you.
    I begin to
    There, I see, you
    never left.

    - 11 -
    You are
    only thing

    - 12 -
    Everything else
    your love
    to me.
    You are my second guru.
    For everything to be
    is learned in
    l o v e.

    - 13 -
    Seeing you is like
    Seeing an embodiemnt
    of all that
    is wished for.
    All I need is you.

    - 14 -
    Even if you were
    to hate me
    Any attention from you
    is a rain of
    Heavenly flowers,
    Delightful to anyone.

    - 15 -
    Will you
    be there
    Love me
    think of me,
    Even that
    is a cause
    for bliss
    Like Indra's bow.

    - 16 -
    My love for
    will always
    be an all engulfing
    burning away all
    my imperfections.
    Until only you, and
    The first Guru

    - 17 -
    Every day
    I pick up
    The pen that
    sheds away
    all hate.
    I write on
    The paper of pure love.
    So all can see
    The radiating
    warmth of
    true love.

    - 18 -
    It is always
    the small
    things that
    a heart
    in love
    Second Guru,
    I pray,
    Shower me,
    with your un-ending
    love and

    - 19 -
    Before entering the
    I wash my hands,
    And there I see
    I wash my face,
    We are of one face
    I wash my feet,
    and my sins
    are cleansed
    by your love.

    - 20 -
    With time
    in our love
    I lose
    and see our
  8. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Wah jee Wah
    Wah re Wah

    there has to be more from you, Sherab
    your verses hit me like strings of Rebab

    I wished that the moment lasts to eternity
    bathing in the bliss with words of certainty

    what a surprise this is from you jee, aad0002
    your presence has been missed by this soul 2

    Welcome, brothers and sisters on this journey
    to feel, rejoice and partake the milk and honey

  9. Sherab

    Sherab SPNer

    Let us all chant the Naam
    Let us hit the strings of the unstruck Shabad

    Let us sing songs of praises
    and that of lament
    All while remembering Akal.

    Any bliss or pain
    We have is his Hukam
    What more is there
    for us to do?

    Keep Anand,
    Keep pain,
    Let go of Anand,
    Let go of Pain
    All is his Hukam.

    Love between two
    Mortal or immortal
    Is the true Anand.
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  10. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

  11. spnadmin

    spnadmin SPNer


    by: George Sterling (1869-1926)

    ALOOF within the day's enormous dome,
    He holds unshared the silence of the sky.
    Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry
    The eagle's empire and the falcon's home--
    Far down, the galleons of sunset roam;
    His hazards on the sea of morning lie;
    Serene, he bears the broken tempest sigh
    Where cold sierras gleam like scattered foam.

    And least of all he holds the human swarm--
    Unwitting now that envious men prepare
    To make their dream and its fulfillment one,
    When, poised above the caldrons of the storm,
    Their hearts, contemptuous of death, shall dare
    His roads between the thunder and the sun.
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  12. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

  13. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Don't Quit

    [​IMG]One day I decided to quit...I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality...I wanted to quit my life.

    I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.

    "God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"
    His answer surprised me...

    "Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"

    "Yes", I replied.

    "When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.I gave them light. I gave them water.The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.But I did not quit on the bamboo.

    In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
    And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.

    But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.

    "In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo see.I would not quit." He said.

    "Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.

    Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
    It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."

    He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots"
    "I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you."

    "Don't compare yourself to others." He said.

    "The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful."

    "Your time will come", God said to me. "You will rise high"

    "How high should I rise" I asked.

    "How high will the bamboo rise" He asked in return.

    "As high as it can" I questioned.

    "Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."

    I left the forest and bring back this story.

    Never Give up.
  14. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Muslims speak original ‘theth’ Punjabi
    Hindus & Sikhs speak dilects of Punjabi
    Despite their differences of religions and faith
    Punjabi language and culture removes the hate

    So why are Sikhs so attentive on Punjabi
    When they should be linked to Gurmukhi
    Coz religion and culture should not mix
    The former being universal, the latter fix

    So be wise in educating your children and know the difference
    Sikhi should prevail within instead of only at the circumference
    Gurbani Kirtan at the fore-front with harmonious sound of instruments
    Doing Paath of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji for all your peaceful moments

    ~ begum ~

    Listen to Gur Mantar and Mool Mantar at the same time.
    Click on both links below.
    Ideal for Mediatation or daily listening.

  15. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Regrets.... I Have Many

    Life in leafy Edgbaston was cosy, routine and without much bother,

    Mummy and daddy where professional middle class,
    I was at college study for my A levels,
    I was shy and obedient but I wasn't content,
    I longed for excitement,
    I wanted to live the world,
    I wanted to be as bold as brass and that was my intent.
    At college one day, a lad approached me, as he towards me,

    I could see from afar around his neck, he wore the moon and stars around his neck.
    He was very persistent and sweet,
    Told me I was beautiful from my head down to my feet.
    In my innocence by this tender words I was fooled,
    This Muslim boy loved me.
    And the love for my own family cooled.

    My stupidity lead me to follow western trends,
    I allowed him to become my boyfriend,
    He had me under his hypnotic spell,
    What I was going to do next nobody could tell,
    I moved from Edgbaston to Sparkbrook.
    I longed to be with my one and only Farooq.
    My life was to change completely,
    Long gone where the afternoon tea parties with the ladies,
    Long gone where my Mummy's BMW and Daddy's Mercedes,

    I was soon getting on and off buses and trams,
    As I struggled with a variety of prams,
    I was his sweetheart no more,
    Instead I had become his common *****.
    From Edgbaston to Sparkbrook and then to living hell
    That is Pakistan,
    A distant memory now, but please believe me,
    I had once stood shoulder to shoulder with my dear dad
    and demanded khalistan.
    Oh God
    What have I done?

    What has happened to me?
    What have I become?
    As I lay awake at night
    There is nobody to even hear me cry,
    My thoughts are unanswered, questions are my only escape,
    Somebody, anybody! Please tell me?

    Will I ever stand in the warmth of my kitchen again?
    Will I ever feel the hug of dear Daddy's strong arms?
    Will my brothers ever fight and play and argue with me again?
    Will I be there when my Mummy and Daddy grow old?
    When my brother gets married will I be there to put the kalgi on his pagh?
    Will I ever again experience the sweet nectar that is Gurbani?
    Will I ever share langar again?
    Now there are no answers, only questions.

    I have sown the seed of my own despair,
    My life is in ruins, which nobody can repair,
    My innocence, foolishness, kismet on me all have cheated,
    I desperately want my previous boring life,
    But I fear I am living in false hope,
    In my heart of hearts I know that can never be repeated.
    As I write these word in the unforgiving Pakistani heat,
    Streams of sweat and tears run down my face,
    I realise for me it is now too late,
    Life has dealt me a cruel fate,
    My living hell on my own I have to endure,
    But I plead with my Sikh sisters that you make sure
    Don't be fooled by his looks and false allure.

    Stay in the warmth of Sikh religion,
    Maintain your family values,
    Enjoy its rich culture, but unlike me don't abuse its social freedom,
    Ignore my advice at your peril,
    But I beg you to take, a good long hard look at me,
    A pitiful shambles I'm sure you will agree,
    Happiness or even hope, I haven't any,

    But regrets.............
    I have many.

    (Source: http://www.whyichosesikhism.com/?p=stories)
  16. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer

    Audio > GOPI songs - Oldies - Songs, Soundtrack, Music, Videos and Trailers - GOPI - SmasHits.com

    Lyrics from Hindi Bhajan:

    he raamachandra keh gaye siyaase
    aaisa kaljuga aayega
    hansa chugega daana dunka
    kauvva moti khaayega

    siyaane puchhaa, kalajugamein dharam karamko koi nahi maanegaa?
    to prabhu bole:
    dharam bhi hoga, karam bhi hoga
    parantu sharam nahi hogi
    baata baata par maata pitaako
    ladka aankh dikhaayega

    raaja aur praja dono inmein
    hogi nisadin kheenchaataani
    kadam kadam par karenge dono
    apni apni mann maani
    jiske haath mein hogi laathi
    bhainsa vahi le jaayega

    suno siya kaljugmein kaala
    dhan aur kaale mann honge
    chora uchakke nagar setha aur
    prabhu bhakta nirdhan honge
    jo hoga lobhi aur bhogi
    vo jogi kehlaayega

    mandir soona soona hoga
    bhari rahengi madhushaala
    pitaake sang sang bhari sabhaamein
    naachegi gharki baala
    kaisa kanyaadaan bidaahi
    kanyaaka dhan khaayega (dowry)

    moorakh ki preet buri
    jue ki jeeta buri
    bure sang baitha baitha
    bhaage hi bhaage
    kaajal ki kothari
    mein kaise hi jatana karo
    kaajal ka daag bhaai
    laage hi laage

    kitna jati ho koi
    kitna sati ho koi
    kaamani ke sang
    kaam jaage hi jaage
    suno kahe gopeeraama
    jiska hai raamadhaama
    uska to phanda gale laage hi laage
  17. spnadmin

    spnadmin SPNer


    Lord of my Heart's Elation. [Bliss Carman]

    Lord of my heart's elation,
    Spirit of things unseen,
    Be thou my aspiration
    Consuming and serene!

    Bear up, bear out, bear onward,
    This mortal soul alone,
    To selfhood or oblivion,
    Incredibly thine own, --

    As the foamheads are loosened
    And blown along the sea,
    Or sink and merge forever
    In that which bids them be.

    I, too, must climb in wonder,
    Uplift at thy command, --
    Be one with my frail fellows
    Beneath the wind's strong hand,

    A fleet and shadowy column
    Of dust or mountain rain,
    To walk the earth a moment
    And be dissolved again.

    Be thou my exaltation
    Or fortitude of mien,
    Lord of the world's elation,
    Thou breath of things unseen!
  18. spnadmin

    spnadmin SPNer


    Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
    Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
    Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
    Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
    Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
    Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
    Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
    Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve;
    She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
    For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

    from Ode on a Grecian Urn, by John Keats
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  19. clarkejoey

    clarkejoey SPNer

    Some say You are the writer, whose letters are Creation;
    Some call You watchmaker, a genius looking on;
    Some say You have this name or that name or the name they cannot speak.
    Some say Father, King, Mother, Queen, Sun, Secret, Light, Merciful Judge, Humble Ruler.
    You are all that and more.

    Some saw You here, and some elsewhere, and others long ago; some, just the other day.
    Some say You came to save, some to demand allegiance, some to select the worthy.
    Some heard You on Your mountain, some in Your sea; some in an old man, some in a child.
    Some travelled miles to meet You, some just turned around and there You were.
    You do all this and more.

    How can the mind take You all in?
    Is there anywhere You have not been, and are not now?
    What would be the good of figuring You out,
    When I could be serving You right now?
    Since You are here I can praise You any time!
    You explain what can be understood, to any who listen.
    You hear everything wherever it is spoken,
    You know every thought we have about You.

    Some call You in the depth of night, when fear surrounds them;
    Some sing Your praises in the light, in ecstasy;
    Some part of You is all our illusion-blinded minds can grasp.
    Some effort to love and serve You is all that You demand.
    You are more than any praise and love and service can ever match, but
    I will give you all I can, Amazing Guru!

    - by Joey
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  20. Astroboy

    Astroboy ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap) SPNer


    Connecting, spiritual reality ephemeral inter woven by design.

    One good deed leads to another, seeds sown years ago, harvest time is near.

    Decisions made impact upon our destiny.

    Spoken word falling upon pastures new, linking us together.

    We drift upon invisible currents to meet once again at distant crossroads.

    Daily, I am developing a greater peace with myself, this has grown largly due to being more comfortable with my spiritual faith.

    Constant Spiritual Companion

    Peace within, without
    contentment rises, bubbling in my soul
    my inner spirit, my constant companion
    shielding me, tirelessly urging
    to reflect upon beauty around
    within others, self
    a guiding light, softly, shimmering
    leading me towards journeys end.


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