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Mb065. Krishna, The Charioteer
MAHABHARATASide by side the peace-talk,Both sides took stockOf their armed positions,And started war preparationsTo seek the help of Krishna,Arjuna..
©  Rajaram Ramachandran
Mb064. Peace Mission Of The Priest Failed
MAHABHARATThe priest, an emissary of peace,He reached the Kauravas' palace,Presented the Pandavas' case nicely,And waited for the king's reply."My..
©  Rajaram Ramachandran
Mb063. The Wedding Of Abhimanyu
MAHABHARATAThe marriage of princess Uttara,With Abhimanyu, the son of Arjuna,On a grand scale did Virata the king,On a good day, before a big..
©  Rajaram Ramachandran
Mb062. In The Open Pandavas Come
MAHABHARATAHappy the king Virata became.When the news of victory came.Alone how his son got it?Eager he was to know it.Kanaka, the King..
©  Rajaram Ramachandran
Mb061. Arjuna Fights Single Handed
MAHABHARATAHis chariot fast Arjuna drove,Like a thunder in the sky above.The twang of his Gandiva bow,Shook the Kauravas' army now."Look, how dare a..
©  Rajaram Ramachandran
! Saint Augustine Cries From His Heart
Brothers – sisters – do our years last?Day by day, they slip away…those which were, no longer are;those to come are not yet here.The former days are..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rumi's Silence
Rumi wrote much about silence.Does that seem strange?Poets live with silence:the silence before the poem;the silence whence the poem comes; .the..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rumi Was Here
It's his light touch.He's not trying to tell you anything,convince you of anything,he's not watching your faceto see if you agree.He's just..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rumi Passed By Here Today
like a blank page, thengold dust lightly scattered over itthen a soft breeze blows it awaybut nothing is lostfor there was nothing to be..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rose Poem For Was It Fran *
The roseyou may colour it yourselfsang for many daysabout Godfor those who would listenthen fading and dyingor so it might appearsang to a passing..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rock, Stone, Sand, Wind, Time, Eternity
the sculptor,called to the great task; throughthe huge columns, ringing echoes even with a sandal’s tread,the stone chamber,the assembled court..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Retirement
There's living; and thenthere's dying; and between,there's poetry,introducing one to the otherfor the first time; giving themnew names; sometimes..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Remembering The Future
The Greeks said, those great Museswho civilise us, grace our dance of life,were once, before they were nine,just three; and before that,only one was..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Reciprosity
What you do not wish for yourself,do not do to others’ said Confucius;‘That which is hateful to you,do not do to your fellow’said Rabbi Hillel;is..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Rain Is Never Blue
The rain blurs and beats at the windowlike mercy frustrated;it has fulfilled its magic promise,bringing rice out of water,corn out of earthyet cannot..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Prufrock Agonistes
I am growing old,I am growing old;I should stop wearing surfing shortsbelow my belly fold.
©  Michael Shepherd
! Proverbs For Sellers Of Honours
Many pounds make knight lurk.'Payed! ' comes before a fall.Too many records spoil the broth.
©  Michael Shepherd
! Prosody?
Prosody:it’s about - it means - what poetry does,and how. I guess..In Greek, it just means ‘tune’. Thatshould give a clue. In Latin,the word they..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Presence Of Mind
Saints and wise men, so it’s said,live entirely in the present moment,don’t hang on to past things,don’t plan for the future;live a life of here and..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Portraits After Death; Rhyme After Time
and a poet I was reading yesterdaysaid, have you noticedthat portraits of people changeafter they die?and I’ve noticed that portraitsof Princess..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Portrait In Profile Only
How clear a portrait of youthat he painted – that slight stoopof backbone; life has been heavy on you, yethas not worn you down; the shoulders..
©  Michael Shepherd
! 'Poetry Means...Uh...'
When I was very young,Poetrywas written byAA Milne.and life was comfy.When I was an adolescent,Poetrywas written bypansies for pansies about..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Poetry As Bread - In The Spirit Of Rumi 28
Poetry is like bread – daily bread,like ‘Irish’ soda bread, best eaten on its day:In the bakery of the heart and mind,the baker’s woken early before..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Poet Takes Count In Last Round
Sometimes the last linecomes out of the blue -one to the solar plexus,an uppercut;you never saw them coming;you don't remember after that..you're..
©  Michael Shepherd
! Poem Without Words For Mike
and after so long, a new poem from youand when I said how glad I wasyou messaged back'I am afraid that' - and stopped thereand in the silence thenthe..
©  Michael Shepherd