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noorie |
Jan 25 2008, 04:04 PM
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#721
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Noorie Ji, Its not a small word noorie ji.... this silence broken my trust ...whts the need of silence ..... Pahle keha hota , main na hi kabhi internet ata na hi kabhi b'day wish karta or na hi kabhi kisi ke bhich aata...from today i never come on net. Smile keep smilling , bhagwan mujhe chhama karna maine use nahin samjha or I hate you ek bar keah ke dekhti main kabka yeah world chod chuka hota tumhare liye........... i hate you i hate you......... Marne se pahle ek bar milne ko hi to kaha tha, varna ekele ayea hain or akele i jaana hoga.... T c Quit whining, and post a poem or two, will you? *Weirded out* "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
pinky |
Feb 6 2008, 07:54 PM
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#722
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Thats so sweet of you noorie..thank you i love all the poems you upload.. lovely poem..the first one Can you Plz translate that? it is spanish right?i definitely wd love to hear you recite it may be on hf radio? No, that fits you more. Pinkz, please check the poem that's right above the Spanish one; both are the same. The HF radio thing, you can't be serious! I am too shy. Besides, I don't want to scare the competition away, do I? Noorie..i realised that after i posted my comment lol.. The Morning Runs On -Nicholas Heiney The morning runs on, a springtime secret through the avenues and avenues which lure all sound away I sing, as I was taught inside myself. I sing inside myself when wild moments slice some tender evening like a breeze that rattles gravel and digs in the dirt I sing, as I was told, inside myself. I sing inside myself the one wild song, song that whirls my words around until a world unfurls my ship’s new sail I catch the dew and set a course amongst the ocean curls The silence at the song’s end Before the next Is the world. Such a sweet poem, thank you noorie "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
pinky |
Feb 11 2008, 07:44 PM
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#723
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Freeze This Moment
We were sitting on your rooftop Staring at the skies The sun was dipping lower I looked into your eyes You saw what I was feeling I know you felt it too We wanted time to just stand still Then forever there'd be me and you Why can't we freeze this moment? Return to it in time Stay together through the years Proclaim I'm yours and you are mine So let us freeze this moment Store it safely away Even if we leave this place We'll return to it someday - Jenna Todd - "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
noorie |
Feb 13 2008, 11:51 PM
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#724
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And There Is Nothing Left To Do - Oscar Wilde And there is nothing left to do But to kiss once again, and part, Nay, there is nothing we should rue, I have my beauty,-you your Art, Nay, do not start, One world was not enough for two Like me and you. "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
noorie |
Feb 13 2008, 11:55 PM
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#725
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Now! - Robert Browning Out of your whole life give but a moment! ...All of your life that has gone before, ...All to come after it,--so you ignore, So you make perfect the present; condense, In a rapture of rage, for perfection's endowment, Thought and feeling and soul and sense, Merged in a moment which gives me at last You around me for once, you beneath me, above me-- Me, sure that, despite of time future, time past, This tick of life-time's one moment you love me! How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet, ...The moment eternal--just that and no more-- ...When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core, While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet! "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
shivani |
Feb 14 2008, 11:05 AM
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#726
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SAFE in their alabaster chambers,
Untouched by morning and untouched by noon, Sleep the meek members of the resurrection, Rafter of satin, and roof of stone. Light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine; 5 Babbles the bee in a stolid ear; Pipe the sweet birds in ignorant cadence,— Ah, what sagacity perished here! Grand go the years in the crescent above them; Worlds scoop their arcs, and firmaments row, 10 Diadems drop and Doges surrender, Soundless as dots on a disk of snow. -X- LOOK back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature’s west! -X- SWEET hours have perished here; This is a mighty room; Within its precincts hopes have played,— Now shadows in the tomb. -X- all by Emily D |
noorie |
Feb 15 2008, 08:39 PM
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#727
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Shivani, I was hoping you would return. One day.
"During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
noorie |
Feb 15 2008, 09:31 PM
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#728
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Dedicated Member Group: Away Posts: 3219 Joined: 21-June 06 Member No.: 6518 |
Thee, Thee, Only Thee - Thomas Moore The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking, The night's long hours still find me thinking Of thee, thee, only thee. When friends are met, and goblets crown'd, And smiles are near that once enchanted, Unreach'd by all that sunshine round, My soul, like some dark spot, is haunted By thee, thee, only thee. Whatever in fame's high path could waken My spirit once is now forsaken For thee, thee, only thee. Like shores by which some headlong bark To ocean hurries, resting never, Life's scenes go by me, bright or dark I know not, heed not, hastening ever To thee, thee, only thee. I have not joy but of thy bringing, And pain itself seems sweet when springing From thee, thee, only thee. Like spells that nought on earth can break, Till lips that know the charm have spoken, This heart, howe'er the world may wake Its grief, its scorn, can but be broken By thee, thee, only thee. "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
noorie |
Feb 15 2008, 09:34 PM
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#729
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Dedicated Member Group: Away Posts: 3219 Joined: 21-June 06 Member No.: 6518 |
When I Loved You - Thomas Moore When I loved you, I can't but allow I had many an exquisite minute; But the scorn that I feel for you now Hath even more luxury in it! Thus, whether we're on or we're off, Some witchery seems to await you; To love you is pleasant enough, But oh! 'tis delicious to hate you! "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
noorie |
Feb 15 2008, 09:38 PM
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#730
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Dedicated Member Group: Away Posts: 3219 Joined: 21-June 06 Member No.: 6518 |
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking - Emily Dickinson If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
Shubham |
Feb 16 2008, 12:50 PM
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#731
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[quote name='pinky' date='Nov 23 2007, 08:24 PM' post='440470'] [quote name='iiluu' post='440441' date='Nov 23 2007, 04:36 PM'] [quote name='pinky' post='437032' date='Nov 13 2007, 12:49 PM'] [quote name='simplefable' post='436778' date='Nov 12 2007, 10:13 PM'] Thanks Pinky for your kind words ...Night of the scorpion was in our tenth standard english reader..i just could never forget it. A Character I marvel how Nature could ever find space For so many strange contrasts in one human face: There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom. There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain; Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease, Would be rational peace--a philosopher's ease. There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds, And attention full ten times as much as there needs; Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy; And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy. There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there, There's virtue, the title it surely may claim, Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name. This picture from nature may seem to depart, Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart; And I for five centuries right gladly would be Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he. William Wordsworth [/quote] Thanks once again for this lovely poem:smile: [/quote] Pinky .... ................ any smily poems..........? [/quote] Here's a smily happy poem.. Be Happy Be happy! You will grow into God’s greatest blessing, His highest pride. Be happy! Yesterday’s world wants you to enjoy its surrendering breath. Today’s world wants you to enjoy its surrendered breath. Tomorrow’s world wants you to enjoy its fulfilling breath. Be happy! Be happy in the morning with what you have. Be happy in the evening with what you are. Be happy! Do not complain. Who complains? The blind beggar in you. When you complain, you dance in the mire of ignorance. When you do not complain, all conditions of the world are at your feet, and God gives you a new name: aspiration. Aspiration is the supreme wealth in the world of light and delight.. Be happy! Thanks a lot . Very nice poem Cheers Shubham |
pinky |
Feb 16 2008, 08:17 PM
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#732
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Shivani, I was hoping you would return. One day. same here noorie.. "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
pinky |
Feb 16 2008, 08:18 PM
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#733
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Thee, Thee, Only Thee - Thomas Moore The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking, The night's long hours still find me thinking Of thee, thee, only thee. When friends are met, and goblets crown'd, And smiles are near that once enchanted, Unreach'd by all that sunshine round, My soul, like some dark spot, is haunted By thee, thee, only thee. Whatever in fame's high path could waken My spirit once is now forsaken For thee, thee, only thee. Like shores by which some headlong bark To ocean hurries, resting never, Life's scenes go by me, bright or dark I know not, heed not, hastening ever To thee, thee, only thee. I have not joy but of thy bringing, And pain itself seems sweet when springing From thee, thee, only thee. Like spells that nought on earth can break, Till lips that know the charm have spoken, This heart, howe'er the world may wake Its grief, its scorn, can but be broken By thee, thee, only thee. SUCH A LOVELY POEM noorie..thank you "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
pinky |
Feb 16 2008, 08:19 PM
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#734
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 4221 Joined: 28-January 06 Member No.: 4518 |
[quote name='Shubham' date='Feb 16 2008, 12:50 PM' post='465877']
[quote name='pinky' date='Nov 23 2007, 08:24 PM' post='440470'] [quote name='iiluu' post='440441' date='Nov 23 2007, 04:36 PM'] [quote name='pinky' post='437032' date='Nov 13 2007, 12:49 PM'] [quote name='simplefable' post='436778' date='Nov 12 2007, 10:13 PM'] Thanks Pinky for your kind words ...Night of the scorpion was in our tenth standard english reader..i just could never forget it. A Character I marvel how Nature could ever find space For so many strange contrasts in one human face: There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom. There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain; Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease, Would be rational peace--a philosopher's ease. There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds, And attention full ten times as much as there needs; Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy; And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy. There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there, There's virtue, the title it surely may claim, Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name. This picture from nature may seem to depart, Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart; And I for five centuries right gladly would be Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he. William Wordsworth [/quote] Thanks once again for this lovely poem:smile: [/quote] Pinky .... ................ any smily poems..........? [/quote] Here's a smily happy poem.. Be Happy Be happy! You will grow into God’s greatest blessing, His highest pride. Be happy! Yesterday’s world wants you to enjoy its surrendering breath. Today’s world wants you to enjoy its surrendered breath. Tomorrow’s world wants you to enjoy its fulfilling breath. Be happy! Be happy in the morning with what you have. Be happy in the evening with what you are. Be happy! Do not complain. Who complains? The blind beggar in you. When you complain, you dance in the mire of ignorance. When you do not complain, all conditions of the world are at your feet, and God gives you a new name: aspiration. Aspiration is the supreme wealth in the world of light and delight.. Be happy! Thanks a lot . Very nice poem Cheers Shubham [/quote] Most Welcome "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
simplefable |
Feb 16 2008, 10:21 PM
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#735
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 8613 Joined: 3-August 07 From: ANDHRA PRADESH Member No.: 20340 |
Now, this thread has become a haven for people like me, who relish each word of these memorable poems...like a sip of hot coffee, one after another, as we get to know every little nuance of these wonderful poems...Thanks a lot..Noorie, Shivani, Shubham...Pinky..
After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Aldous Huxley "Waqt ne kiya...Kya haseen sitm...Tum rahe na tum..Hum rahe na hum.." geetadutt noorjehan shamshadbegum Anmol Fankaar |
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