Monday, 30 May 2011

FIRST LOVE by Vincent Paul Gonzales




It was late Sunday night when we said good-bye
I knew right then that my heart would cry...
You felt so cold, and it hurt me so...
I loved you so much, that I let you go...
A love so true, it felt so sweet...
For a year of my life, you swept me off my feet...
I tried everyday, to remind you of my love...
For I knew you were precious and sent from up above...
I held you every moment... I held you tight...
Praying you would always love me every day, and every night
But time went on, as it tends to do...
And with times passing, I fell even deeper for you...
Your love grew tiresome... it tore me apart...
And you broke every promise, when you broke my heart...
I couldn’t stop crying, it hurt me so much...
For I longed every moment to feel your gentle touch...
I gaze into your eyes, to see only gray...
there was no need for words... I knew what you had to say...
I held on to you, in the depths of my heart...
Regardless of how it tore me apart...
My love still remains, through the betrayal you’ve done...
Messing with my best friend, and having your fun...
I stood by your side, though you didn’t want me...
and I loved you so endlessly...
I still love you, but time’s mended my heart...
But never shall your memory part...
And you will always have a special place within my heart...
You will always be the first, who touched me so deep...
And in my heart, will I always keep...
memories of you and me...
together for eternity...
You taught me how to love and, darling...
You will always be my first love.

FIRST LOVE by Vincent Paul Gonzales




It was late Sunday night when we said good-bye
I knew right then that my heart would cry...
You felt so cold, and it hurt me so...
I loved you so much, that I let you go...
A love so true, it felt so sweet...
For a year of my life, you swept me off my feet...
I tried everyday, to remind you of my love...
For I knew you were precious and sent from up above...
I held you every moment... I held you tight...
Praying you would always love me every day, and every night
But time went on, as it tends to do...
And with times passing, I fell even deeper for you...
Your love grew tiresome... it tore me apart...
And you broke every promise, when you broke my heart...
I couldn’t stop crying, it hurt me so much...
For I longed every moment to feel your gentle touch...
I gaze into your eyes, to see only gray...
there was no need for words... I knew what you had to say...
I held on to you, in the depths of my heart...
Regardless of how it tore me apart...
My love still remains, through the betrayal you’ve done...
Messing with my best friend, and having your fun...
I stood by your side, though you didn’t want me...
and I loved you so endlessly...
I still love you, but time’s mended my heart...
But never shall your memory part...
And you will always have a special place within my heart...
You will always be the first, who touched me so deep...
And in my heart, will I always keep...
memories of you and me...
together for eternity...
You taught me how to love and, darling...
You will always be my first love.

ALL I CAN'T SAY by B.K. + A.G.




There are so many words I cannot say,
when I look into your eyes.
I want to be able to tell you one day,
but I'm left speechless every time that I try.
You must have stumbled across the key,
and discovered so much more.
You found a hidden place in me,
you found my heart and opened the door.
And I cried in pain
of losing my dear friend.
Will it ever be the same again?
If it passes will it be the end?
I realized it was worth so much,
as I lie in bed that night.
So I allowed my soul to be touched,
without even putting up a fight.
Are my eyes deceiving me,
when I see you standing there?
Are you playing games,
just to prove I care?
You speak my name in a prelude,
in a reference to love,
with such loving attitude,
as if it were a message from above.
With the palms of your hands
pressed firmly against mine,
a white doves lands,
and the sun begins to shine.
Someday I will see,
though that day has not come yet.
You'll say you love me,
but will you ever forget?
If that happens and my spirit dies,
if my emotions drop,
will you want to hold me when I cry?
Or will the love just suddenly stop?
We can't expect to fall in love and never cry.
You'll stay and play your part,
but after the beauty starts to die,
will your footprints still be on my heart?
Though it would be hard to say goodbye,
your friend I'll always be,
as long as we always try,
to keep the friendship between you and me.
The letter I will not send
will casually inquire,
how could you have brought it to an end?
I was your one desire.
After this life is over,
you'll be one person I know I'll miss.
It'll be too late to start over, and so I leave you with this...
I'll hold you for a lifetime,
if you'll just hold my hand.
We could have a wonderful time,
in the days we have not yet planned.

ALL I CAN'T SAY by B.K. + A.G.




There are so many words I cannot say,
when I look into your eyes.
I want to be able to tell you one day,
but I'm left speechless every time that I try.
You must have stumbled across the key,
and discovered so much more.
You found a hidden place in me,
you found my heart and opened the door.
And I cried in pain
of losing my dear friend.
Will it ever be the same again?
If it passes will it be the end?
I realized it was worth so much,
as I lie in bed that night.
So I allowed my soul to be touched,
without even putting up a fight.
Are my eyes deceiving me,
when I see you standing there?
Are you playing games,
just to prove I care?
You speak my name in a prelude,
in a reference to love,
with such loving attitude,
as if it were a message from above.
With the palms of your hands
pressed firmly against mine,
a white doves lands,
and the sun begins to shine.
Someday I will see,
though that day has not come yet.
You'll say you love me,
but will you ever forget?
If that happens and my spirit dies,
if my emotions drop,
will you want to hold me when I cry?
Or will the love just suddenly stop?
We can't expect to fall in love and never cry.
You'll stay and play your part,
but after the beauty starts to die,
will your footprints still be on my heart?
Though it would be hard to say goodbye,
your friend I'll always be,
as long as we always try,
to keep the friendship between you and me.
The letter I will not send
will casually inquire,
how could you have brought it to an end?
I was your one desire.
After this life is over,
you'll be one person I know I'll miss.
It'll be too late to start over, and so I leave you with this...
I'll hold you for a lifetime,
if you'll just hold my hand.
We could have a wonderful time,
in the days we have not yet planned.

All Because of You by Kate Reneigh Woodruff


I awake each day with a smile
And greet it with a laugh;
The world is a treasure to me
Because of you.

Every time I think of something sad,
I replace the thought- with you!
My mind is instantly changed
And my heart is filled with gladness.

Every breath I take is meant for you,
I live this life surrounded in joy
And I bathe in the promise of your love,
My soul belongs to you.

Each time I see something beautiful
I want to take it and bring it to you;
My life has so much meaning now
All because of you.

A Heart Of Stone by Beckie M.





Once I had a heart of stone
For it had surley lost its home
It could not love or wanted too
But in my life, then came you. 

The stones began to fall away
As happiness began to fill my day
A feeling so sweet and special too
Could this be love, I pray is true.

My heart now sings a song of love
For I know that it was  sent from above
My heart is warm, there is no cold
Hard no more, but with wings of gold.

It soars above the sky so high
Sometimes I think of why and cry
My heart now sings a loving song
For the part of me I thought was gone.

The gift that you have given me
Is so important, can't you see
No more sadness or being alone
For now my heart returns to home.

Friday, 27 May 2011

A Dream within a Dream by Edgar Allen Poe


A Dream within a Dream
by Edgar Allen Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet, if Hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it, therefore, the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

If You Were Coming In the Fall


If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly.
If I could see you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls
And put them into separate drawers
Until their time befalls.
If only centuries delayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land
If certain when this life was out
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss life yonder like a rind
And taste eternity.
But now all ignorant of length,
Of times uncertain wing,
It goads me like the goblin bee
That will not state its sting!-Emily  Dickinson

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी - Subhadra Kumari Chauhan



सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी तानी थी
बूढ़े भारत में आई फिर से नयी जवानी थी
गुमी हुई आज़ादी की कीमत सबने पहचानी थी
दूर फिरंगी को करने की सबने मन में ठानी थी
चमक उठी सन सत्तावन में, वह तलवार पुरानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
कानपूर के नाना की, मुँहबोली बहन छबीली थी
लक्ष्मीबाई नाम, पिता की वह संतान अकेली थी
नाना के सँग पढ़ती थी वह, नाना के सँग खेली थी
बरछी ढाल, कृपाण, कटारी उसकी यही सहेली थी
वीर शिवाजी की गाथायें उसकी याद ज़बानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
लक्ष्मी थी या दुर्गा थी, वह स्वयं वीरता की अवतार
देख मराठे पुलकित होते उसकी तलवारों के वार
नकली युद्ध व्यूह की रचना और खेलना खूब शिकार
सैन्य घेरना, दुर्ग तोड़ना ये थे उसके प्रिय खिलवाड़
महाराष्टर कुल देवी उसकी भी आराध्य भवानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
हुई वीरता की वैभव के साथ सगाई झांसी में
ब्याह हुआ रानी बन आयी लक्ष्मीबाई झांसी में
राजमहल में बजी बधाई खुशियाँ छायी झांसी में
सुघट बुंदेलों की विरुदावलि सी वह आयी झांसी में
चित्रा ने अर्जुन को पाया, शिव से मिली भवानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
उदित हुआ सौभाग्य, मुदित महलों में उजयाली छायी
किंतु कालगति चुपके चुपके काली घटा घेर लायी
तीर चलाने वाले कर में उसे चूड़ियाँ कब भायी
रानी विधवा हुई, हाय विधि को भी नहीं दया आयी
निसंतान मरे राजाजी रानी शोक समानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
बुझा दीप झाँसी का तब डलहौज़ी मन में हर्षाया
राज्य हड़प करने का उसने यह अच्छा अवसर पाया
फ़ौरन फौजें भेज दुर्ग पर अपना झंडा फहराया
लावारिस का वारिस बनकर ब्रिटिश राज्य झांसी आया
अश्रुपूर्ण रानी ने देखा झांसी हुई बिरानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
अनुनय विनय नहीं सुनती है, विकट फिरंगी की माया
व्यापारी बन दया चाहता था जब यह भारत आया
डलहौज़ी ने पैर पसारे, अब तो पलट गई काया
राजाओं नव्वाबों को भी उसने पैरों ठुकराया
रानी दासी बनी, बनी यह दासी अब महरानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
छिनी राजधानी दिल्ली की, लखनऊ छीना बातों बात
कैद पेशवा था बिठुर में, हुआ नागपुर का भी घात
उदैपुर, तंजौर, सतारा, कर्नाटक की कौन बिसात?
जबकि सिंध, पंजाब ब्रह्म पर अभी हुआ था वज्र-निपात
बंगाले, मद्रास आदि की भी तो वही कहानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
रानी रोयीं रनवासों में, बेगम ग़म से थीं बेज़ार
उनके गहने कपड़े बिकते थे कलकत्ते के बाज़ार
सरे आम नीलाम छापते थे अंग्रेज़ों के अखबार
नागपूर के ज़ेवर ले लो लखनऊ के लो नौलख हार
यों परदे की इज़्ज़त परदेशी के हाथ बिकानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
कुटियों में भी विषम वेदना, महलों में आहत अपमान
वीर सैनिकों के मन में था अपने पुरखों का अभिमान
नाना धुंधूपंत पेशवा जुटा रहा था सब सामान
बहिन छबीली ने रण चण्डी का कर दिया प्रकट आहवान
हुआ यज्ञ प्रारम्भ उन्हें तो सोई ज्योति जगानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
महलों ने दी आग, झोंपड़ी ने ज्वाला सुलगाई थी
यह स्वतंत्रता की चिन्गारी अंतरतम से आई थी
झांसी चेती, दिल्ली चेती, लखनऊ लपटें छाई थी
मेरठ, कानपूर, पटना ने भारी धूम मचाई थी
जबलपूर, कोल्हापूर में भी कुछ हलचल उकसानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
इस स्वतंत्रता महायज्ञ में कई वीरवर आए काम
नाना धुंधूपंत, ताँतिया, चतुर अज़ीमुल्ला सरनाम
अहमदशाह मौलवी, ठाकुर कुँवरसिंह सैनिक अभिराम
भारत के इतिहास गगन में अमर रहेंगे जिनके नाम
लेकिन आज जुर्म कहलाती उनकी जो कुरबानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
इनकी गाथा छोड़, चले हम झाँसी के मैदानों में
जहाँ खड़ी है लक्ष्मीबाई मर्द बनी मर्दानों में
लेफ्टिनेंट वाकर आ पहुँचा, आगे बड़ा जवानों में
रानी ने तलवार खींच ली, हुया द्वन्द्ध असमानों में
ज़ख्मी होकर वाकर भागा, उसे अजब हैरानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
रानी बढ़ी कालपी आयी, कर सौ मील निरंतर पार
घोड़ा थक कर गिरा भूमि पर गया स्वर्ग तत्काल सिधार
यमुना तट पर अंग्रेज़ों ने फिर खायी रानी से हार
विजयी रानी आगे चल दी, किया ग्वालियर पर अधिकार
अंग्रेज़ों के मित्र सिंधिया ने छोड़ी राजधानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
विजय मिली पर अंग्रेज़ों की, फिर सेना घिर आई थी
अबके जनरल स्मिथ सम्मुख था, उसने मुहँ की खाई थी
काना और मंदरा सखियाँ रानी के संग आई थी
युद्ध श्रेत्र में उन दोनों ने भारी मार मचाई थी
पर पीछे ह्यूरोज़ आ गया, हाय घिरी अब रानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
तो भी रानी मार काट कर चलती बनी सैन्य के पार
किन्तु सामने नाला आया, था वह संकट विषम अपार
घोड़ा अड़ा नया घोड़ा था, इतने में आ गये सवार
रानी एक शत्रु बहुतेरे, होने लगे वार पर वार
घायल होकर गिरी सिंहनी उसे वीरगति पानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
रानी गयी सिधार चिता अब उसकी दिव्य सवारी थी
मिला तेज से तेज, तेज की वह सच्ची अधिकारी थी
अभी उम्र कुल तेइस की थी, मनुष नहीं अवतारी थी
हमको जीवित करने आयी, बन स्वतंत्रता नारी थी
दिखा गई पथ, सिखा गई हमको जो सीख सिखानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी
जाओ रानी याद रखेंगे हम कृतज्ञ भारतवासी
यह तेरा बलिदान जगायेगा स्वतंत्रता अविनाशी
होये चुप इतिहास, लगे सच्चाई को चाहे फाँसी
हो मदमाती विजय, मिटा दे गोलों से चाहे झांसी
तेरा स्मारक तू ही होगी, तू खुद अमिट निशानी थी
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झांसी वाली रानी थी

na jaane ashk se aankhon men kyon hai aaye hue guzar gayaa zamaanaa tujhe bhulaaye hue


na jaane ashk se aankhon men kyon hai aaye hue
guzar gayaa zamaanaa tujhe bhulaaye hue

jo manzilen hain to bas raharavaan-e-ishq kii hain
vo saans ukhadii huii paanv Dagmagaaye hue

na rahzanon se ruke raaste mohabbat ke
vo kaafile nazar aaye luTe luTaaye hue

ab is ke baad mujhe kuchh Khabar nahiin un kii
Gam aashanaa hue apane hue paraaye hue

ye iztiraab saa kyaa hai ki muddaten guzarii
tujhe bhulaaye hue terii yaad aaye hue- Firakh Gorakhpuri

Saturday, 21 May 2011

Touched by An Angel by Maya Angelou


We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda


I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou


Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Friday, 20 May 2011

नर हो न निराश करो मन को - मैथिलीशरण गुप्त


नर हो न निराश करो मन को

कुछ काम करो कुछ काम करो
जग में रहके निज नाम करो
यह जन्म हुआ किस अर्थ अहो
समझो जिसमें यह व्यर्थ न हो
कुछ तो उपयुक्त करो तन को
नर हो न निराश करो मन को ।
संभलो कि सुयोग न जाए चला
कब व्यर्थ हुआ सदुपाय भला
समझो जग को न निरा सपना
पथ आप प्रशस्त करो अपना
अखिलेश्वर है अवलम्बन को
नर हो न निराश करो मन को ।
जब प्राप्त तुम्हें सब तत्त्व यहाँ
फिर जा सकता वह सत्त्व कहाँ
तुम स्वत्त्व सुधा रस पान करो
उठके अमरत्व विधान करो
दवरूप रहो भव कानन को
नर हो न निराश करो मन को ।
निज गौरव का नित ज्ञान रहे
हम भी कुछ हैं यह ध्यान रहे
सब जाय अभी पर मान रहे
मरणोत्तर गुंजित गान रहे
कुछ हो न तजो निज साधन को
नर हो न निराश करो मन को ।

How true a Man loves often but little a women rarely but much ...:)

Thursday, 19 May 2011

निराशावादी / रामधारी सिंह "दिनकर"

पर्वत पर, शायद, वृक्ष न कोई शेष बचा,
धरती पर, शायद, शेष बची है नहीं घास;
उड़ गया भाप बनकर सरिताओं का पानी,
बाकी न सितारे बचे चाँद के आस-पास ।

क्या कहा कि मैं घनघोर निराशावादी हूँ?
तब तुम्हीं टटोलो हृदय देश का, और कहो,
लोगों के दिल में कहीं अश्रु क्या बाकी है?
बोलो, बोलो, विस्मय में यों मत मौन रहो ।

मनुष्यता - Ramdhari Singh Dinkar

है बहुत बरसी धरित्री पर अमृत की धार;
पर नहीं अब तक सुशीतल हो सका संसार|
भोग लिप्सा आज भी लहरा रही उद्दाम;
बह रही असहाय नर कि भावना निष्काम|
लक्ष्य क्या? उद्देश्य क्या? क्या अर्थ?
यह नहीं यदि ज्ञात तो विज्ञानं का श्रम व्यर्थ|
यह मनुज, जो ज्ञान का आगार;
यह मनुज, जो सृष्टि का श्रृंगार |
छद्म इसकी कल्पना, पाखण्ड इसका ज्ञान;
यह मनुष्य, मनुष्यता का घोरतम अपमान|

शक्ति और क्षमा - रामधारी सिंह "दिनकर"



क्षमा, दया, तप, त्याग, मनोबल
सबका लिया सहारा
पर नर व्याघ्र सुयोधन तुमसे
कहो, कहाँ कब हारा ?
क्षमाशील हो रिपु-समक्ष
तुम हुये विनत जितना ही
दुष्ट कौरवों ने तुमको
कायर समझा उतना ही।
अत्याचार सहन करने का
कुफल यही होता है
पौरुष का आतंक मनुज
कोमल होकर खोता है।
क्षमा शोभती उस भुजंग को
जिसके पास गरल हो
उसको क्या जो दंतहीन
विषरहित, विनीत, सरल हो ।
तीन दिवस तक पंथ मांगते
रघुपति सिन्धु किनारे,
बैठे पढ़ते रहे छन्द
अनुनय के प्यारे-प्यारे ।
उत्तर में जब एक नाद भी
उठा नहीं सागर से
उठी अधीर धधक पौरुष की
आग राम के शर से ।
सिन्धु देह धर त्राहि-त्राहि
करता आ गिरा शरण में
चरण पूज दासता ग्रहण की
बँधा मूढ़ बन्धन में।
सच पूछो , तो शर में ही
बसती है दीप्ति विनय की
सन्धि-वचन संपूज्य उसी का
जिसमें शक्ति विजय की ।
सहनशीलता, क्षमा, दया को
तभी पूजता जग है
बल का दर्प चमकता उसके
पीछे जब जगमग है।

Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Truth ... :) May Fav - Truth will only make you unpopular.



truth is incontrovertible, malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end; there it is. -Winston Churchill

I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant. -Martin Luther King, Jr.



In wartime, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies.-Winston Churchill

(I have a  reason for loving this particular thought as finally even Churchill is considering truth as female & lie as male ( it not because i am a female but because generally females are born with truth even if they try to speak lie they cant be as perfect as males) ...:) 


Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.-Buddha


I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.-Martin Luther King, Jr.


The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.-Albert Einstein

Anyone who doesn't take truth seriously in small matters cannot be trusted in large ones either.-Einstein

In matters of truth and justice, there is no difference between large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment of people are all the same.-Albert Einstein




'Tis strange -- but true; for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction.-
LORD BYRON, Don Jaun

Truth never lost ground by enquiry.- 

WILLIAM PENN, Some Fruits of Solitude












Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.- 

GEOFFREY CHAUCER, The Canterbury Tales












If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will blow up everything in its way.-

EMILE ZOLA









Truth will ultimately prevail where there is pains taken to bring it to light.-
GEORGE WASHINGTON





Treat kindly every miserable truth that knocks begging at your door, otherwise you will some day fail to recognize Truth Himself when He comes in rags.- 
AUSTIN O'MALLEY, Keystones of Thought




Truth can hardly be expected to adapt herself to the crooked policy and wily 

sinuosities of worldly affairs;

for truth like light, travels only in straight lines.- Charles Caleb Colton




In all perception of the truth there is a divine ecstasy, an inexpressible delirium of joy, as when a youth embraces his betrothed virgin.- 

HENRY DAVID THOREAU, Familiar Letters



Truth is like the town whore. Everybody knows her, but nonetheless, it's embarrassing to meet her on the street.-
WOLFGANG BORCHERT, The Outsider





( I am unable to understand why don't people take a whore as a female why do they forget whatever it is only she could be a mother the greatest crown to enjoy - a divine status when a female is going to get her status of respect god knows ... ??? why do people do this when even they make her what they call her a whore - My query 





Truth will only make you unpopular.-
WOLFGANG BORCHERT, The Outsider








Truth and Good are one; and Beauty dwells in them, and they in her.- 

MARK AKENSIDE, The Pleasures of Imagination




Pure truth, like pure gold, has been found unfit for circulation, because men have discovered that it is far more convenient to adulterate the truth, than to refine themselves.- 

CHARLES CALEB COLTON, Lacon




Truth makes all things beautiful.-

EDWARD COUNSEL, Maxims








Were truth our uttered language, Angels might talk with men. 

GERALD MASSEY, "The World is Full of Beauty"