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Kind Ruler

King on hunt spree mission,
To assess the situation and frank admission,
Petition from subject for ready submission,
Judgment on spot without any commission,

Lost track while in disguise,
Went away without any guide,
Was difficult to unrevealing and hide,
No transport, no horse and difficult to ride,

Tried hard but found no way out,
sweating, pushing and asking about,
Norms to one side and rules flout,
No one should know what clout is,

Managed horse to venture further,
No guidance, no means and ways other,
Forgot instructions and advice given by father,
His rule praised as cap with feather,

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Addiction Goliath Futility Tamed

The blood of the wasp lies heavy upon your hands,
Inside your skull lies as vast a land as of that lies beyond your flesh.
Our bodies, as projections of our deepest desires,
Are tied to the mast, cast upon funeral pyres.
All For the crime of no longer knowing what we want.

The blood of the wasp lies heavy upon your hands,
It's too late now for any consolidations, for any plans of grandeur.
Welcome to the city. Welcome to the hive.
Bless the wasp, your pity; it's all that keeps his dreams alive.

The blood of the wasp lies heavy on your hands,
Outside the god's are counting out, out every grain of sand,
What better way to spend an existence eternal
What better way than to keep up, persistence, eternal.

Tonight we face the daemons of our own insanities,
Of our well kept insecurities alongside our horrors unleashed,
To light the torch before the race it's all we ask, screaming profanities,
At those monsters of mist that cloud our clarity, lay our souls to waste.

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poem by David Lacey
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Lily

I scorn the man—a fool at most,
And ignorant and blind—
Who loves to go about and boast
“He understands mankind.”
I thought I had that knowledge too,
And boasted it with pride—
But since, I’ve learned that human hearts
Cannot be classified.

In days when I was young and wild
I had no vanity—
I always thought when women smiled
That they were fooling me.
I was content to let them fool,
And let them deem I cared;
For, tutored in a narrow school,
I held myself prepared.

But Lily had a pretty face,
And great blue Irish eyes—

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poem by Henry Lawson
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From Bare Despair Prepare Rare Future Fair

Strangers in strange lands where nature's maps
are daily altered: who can tell, perhaps
utopian dreams may one day be fulfilled -
what wishes we project with one 'perhaps'!

But that 'perhaps' with other minds must be
shared or entrusted till eternity
when bell and tale are told, both drum and gong,
before too long all meet their destiny.

Another week ticks off its finite hours,
last leaves weak fall, distressed are hedgerows, bowers,
no rainbow reign, polluted heaven spans
streams as polluted, mole in burrow cowers.

Today tomorrow's fears must count the cost,
of vested interests, while, with fingers crossed,
fire, freeze turn topsy-turvy, climates change,
strategic opportunities are lost.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Dogma

Burn the witches, burn the witches, dont take time to sew your your stitches
Burn the witches, burn the witches
Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges, dont take time to sew your stitches
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges
Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
I dont need your hate, I decide my fate
You cannot sedate, all the things you rape

song performed by Marilyn Manson
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Sour Grapes

I dont care if the sun dont shine
But it better or people will wonder
And I couldnt care less if it never stopped rainin
cept the kids are afraid of the thunder
Chorus:
Say sour grapes
You can laugh and stare
Say sour grapes
But I dont care
I couldnt care less if I didnt have a friend
cept people would say I was crazy
And I wouldnt work cause I dont need money
But the same folks would say I was lazy
Repeat chorus
I couldnt care less if she never come back
I was gonna leave her anyway
And all the good times that we shared
Dont mean a thing to day
Repeat chorus

song performed by John Prine
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Master Valluvan, The Long-Misunderstood Tamil Mentor

'The Kurral owes much of its popularity to its exquisite poetic form. A kurral is a couplet containing a complete and striking idea expressed in a refined and intricate metre. No translation can convey an idea of its charming effect. […] The brevity rendered necessary by the form [composed in the Venpa metre] gives an oracular effect to the utterances of the great Tamil ‘Master of the sentences.' They are the choicest of moral epigrams. […] Tiruvalluvar is generally very simple, and his commentators very profound.'
Rev. G.U. Pope, Former Fellow of Madras University

[Pardon these futile measly words from your great Potiya height: they can hardly belittle your true worth.]

Under what leaky hutment roof by stamped-mud floors
trembling clair-oscuro straw-wick kuttuvilakku
on the stark anvil of crisp phrase and sparse syntax
by the raging nama-nir rhyming brine
at Mayilapur's S.Thomé sandy doors
while peacocks danced to your innate pulsating chimes
have you chipped away at uncut gems

Those the Yavanas brought with the monsoons
or such as your sea-daring captain friend Elela-Cinkan's
Even those the Christian missionaries preached
in daredevil enticement
after St.Thomas fell to a vel stuck in his bosom
or of
those like you who were stamped underfoot

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poem by T. Wignesan
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Milo

Yeah it was ten years in the making
But they finally got to tour
I bought all their albums, I got their sticker on my door
?????She was with some guy named stan
She drank Bud Ice from a can and got her rocks off with the band
And she would sing to me
She's all over me
This girl is scarin' me
Oh, yeah
When they call her silly girl they were right on
Dirty sheets and sour grapes, she kept on dancing on and on
Just like so many girls, she just wants to go home with the band
Maybe if she makes us practice(?), one of us will hold her hand
Graduated art school and she read of clockwork orange
She asked me if I had any drugs and she laughed when I said no
She ? for a CD, and he thought that he might score
Next thing ya know her minds on Hubert(?), he was passed out on the floor
And she would sing to me
She's all over me
This girl is scarin' me

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song performed by Bowling For Soup
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Who Dares To Take This Life From Me, Knows No Better

I

An important thing in living
Is to know when to go;
He who does not know this
Has not far to go,
Though death may come and go
When you do not know.

Come, give me your hand,
Together shoulder and cheek to shoulder
We'll go, sour kana in cheeks
And in the mornings cherry sticks
To gum: the infectious chilli smiles
Over touch-me-not thorns, crushing snails
From banana leaves, past
Clawing outstretched arms of the bougainvillea
To stone the salt-bite mangoes.

Tread carefully through this durian kampong

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poem by T. Wignesan
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Sway

Don't stray
Don't ever go away
I should be much too smart for this
You know it gets the better
Of me
Sometimes
When you and I collide
I fall into an ocean of you
Pull me out in time
Don't let me drown
Let me down
I say it's all because of you
And here I
Go
Losing my
Control
I'm practising your name
So I can say it
To your face it doesn't
Seem right

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song performed by Bic Runga from Drive
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