Poem Number 291 - Another Human Life, Like Yourself - 30/5/1988

Children who are born into our wonderful new world,
Have so many choices and decisions to make in their early years.
Their future is decided by themselves,
All in all their problems will be cured by them.

Yet amongst all their decisions they will decide on,
There are two main ones that are decided before them.
One is the right to life of birth by God and parents,
Two is the choice of sexes that is decided by human chemistry.

Yet most children will learn to adapt with their sex,
And others will not adapt to their sexual parts, personally,
And these people who go through life, living as the opposite sex,
Will always be uncomfortable when true sexes are found.

In early years the parents will plan their beginning years of life,
To provide all the  energies and necessities that will help grow the 
      child up,
But physical movements and individual daily decisions will be 
      there,
To run around, play and put crayons to paper and draw.

To chose the career after educational skills, to further one's own 
      life, 
To chose the travel that needs to be done to oversee our beautiful 
     world,
To chose to decide upon holy matrimony with the common opposite 
     sex,
To chose the delight of entering our world another human life, like 
    you.

Poem Number 290 - The Beaut Powers Of God - 26/5/1988

Icy waters that melt the crystal snow,
The animals eat what's left, little on tree branches,
Till the sun glows down to unfreeze them,
Let the air  blow lightly amongst the woods.

The springing of coloured plant of nature,
The untouched early morning dew appears,
To bring to birth of the whole earth's complete softness,
To reign forever, the beaut powers of God.

Let the sweetness of soft classical music be heard,
To be jollying around outside in a huge herd,
Stop the tears of sadness flow,
To see appear the happiness of smiles and cheers grow

Poem Number 289 - The World Of Happiness - 19/5/2988

The marriage of importance and all my own doing,
Had come about due to loneliness and depression,
Of multiple of years on end, search  for my truelove of mankind,
And with the grand finale present: there are no wife's parents to 
     see.

So, I was a little  unhappy of my father-in-law and mother-in-law 
     in non-attendance,
This was not their own fault for not being at our wedding,
And the truth to the matter, in my my concern,
Is that even though there were not there physically, they were there       in heart.

For just on three months after our marriage of truth and trust,
 I had  met my parents from my wife's side for just a few minutes.
Yet, we all had hours upon hours of waiting for their arrival,
And I indeed greeted  them with a warm friendly smile.

With the little chance I have had to speak to my new parents,
It's been a tiring affair with them living with others,
And they are not able to speak to my wife and I on the phone,
But to wait days from when we can all let out our words of peace.

To Taji, which I  have grown to liken as my new father,
I will give any of my time and advice to build in this love,
To Amma, who has  showed me tears of sadness running down her 
      face,
I tell her that I will always look after her  well brought up daughter.


To everyone in the 'Prasad Family' I will show and give love to      
     them,
More than the love   of an in-law, just purely family love,
Whilst I care of my one and so beautiful wife of life,
My intentions are to bring everyone together, in the world of 
    happiness.

Poem Number 288 - Spending Spree - 19/5/1988

I find it easy (just like anybody); to  spend the money you save,
Especially when you can only save a certain amount of your 
      earnings,
But when you are working and living for two people,
You have to work out, so both your priorities are right.

Mostly you save to buy the goods you wish to purchase,
And save to utilise the days when turned  into long lasting rain,
When you're on an average income: just ending on  top after all 
      the bills are paid,
You can manage your funds properly without any waist.

But since you start on zero, from the start of your marriage,
And just like every else in society, you wish to live comfortably,
Then it makes it that much difficult,
To arise up above everyone, financially in life.

Poem Number 287 - Night Dreams - 14/5/1988

For the last few weeks my wife has had weird dreams,
Dreams of wild stories that could be true,
But is  fantasy vision in an atmosphere of calmness,
And its discussion is to remain in the mind until the end of the day.

These dreams  of nonsense actions of the reminiscent past,
Just seem to roam around and float high in one's mind.
To make imagining dreams come out not to be true,
But rule oneself  with images of false pretences.

During the day one's mind can be distracted by quietness,
Or by continual abuse of the persons work ability,
And spend a tiny bit of time daydreaming,
But not being fulfilled as one's mind wanders off.

The truth to the matter lies in the sleep a person perceives,
The quieter the person the room, the more comfortable the 
       surroundings are,
The deeper the sleep, if sadness has recently hit this person,
Or total  relaxation is sought by total unconscious sleep.

Poem Nunber 286 - Good News Or Bad News - 12/5/1988

Situations are happening everyday of our lives,
Where we here  or read  about some sort of news. 
They will differ at all times  but they travel so fast,
And most of all: it is chain news that  can be misconstrued 
        altogether.

It is news of goodness, there can be smiles and laughter,
If it is news of badness, there can be tears and sadness.
It just depends on how it is broadcasted,
       And how people perceive it.

Is it news  of good fortune to ones own heart?
Is it news of depression to tear ones heart?
For it could be  that of nothing is said of all,
It will make no difference to ones own hollow hall.

But as it is going down  from first to the last person,
The news is not the same original story (including changes a re 
        permitted).
For some people news will never be told,
But it will grow and mature to be fashionably old.

Poem Number 285 - Mothers On Mothers Day - 9/5/1988

For us dear little children, we prepare for mother's day,
They're a little decision making of what gifts need to be purchased,
where they will be purchased and what price they will be?
Well, it's hard enough to know one's gift of on's mother, but just 
        imagine two!

Yes, our are mothers are worth than the the token gifts we give 
      them,
But it is only once a year that there is a special day set aside  for mothers.
A day of family re-union, a day of continuous joy,
And t'is  this day that us children, think of their hard ordeals.

For men are glorified in business day to to day,
Their physique is trophied through all  their courageous sports.
Yet women, whole  in years have taken a lesser role,
To see of their own life's produces being neglected into non-
      existance.

So, we should put aside one family problems (if any),
And give more to our mothers of mother's day,
As they gave us life to live into  this current future,
To let our lungs breathe  in every second of every hour.

Poem Number 284 - Ingredients Of Headaches - 9/5/1988

God, get rid of this headache that longs in my head, please?
It has been and gone, pains to relief of ease,
Such long thoughtful delays are caused by the  disturbance,
Too long for anyone to suffer such indefinite non-assistance.

Do outsiders or insiders of our internal hunam body cause it,
Yet to give true to this answer, one must look at all possibilities,
Hence, once one's own thoughts on the ingredients of headache,
Can certainly differ from others who may not  have any paints at 
      all.

Can they occur while you're deep  fast asleep?
Or can they occur while just driving a car up the street?
Or can they happen while you are having one of your daily meals,
Actually, when can they happen to us, at all?

Some of us say, 'When they just pop up just out of the blue',
And some say, 'They can be caused buy the same person, they are 
     to blame'.
Whilst the rest  say, 'It's just a matter of outside pressure,
Outside pressure, like  a demanding situation where one's thoughts 
     are confused.'

Whatever it is can ruin your day or night; for others and for 
       yourself,
It can annoy you, so you lose your concentration,
And your mind is one hundred percent off the job,
You search until somebody or somewhere the cure tablets are fond 
       to be consumed!

Poem Number 283 - Beautiful Wives - 5/5/1998

He who is shy to meet beautiful woman,
He who is strong in physique and yet weighs very little,
He needs that extra push of a friendly nature,
For fulfil his requirements of life and complete his own future.

Yes he owns no little items of self-interest,
Sends waves of gifts to request conscious satisfaction,
And yet he that suddenly ponders continually of a woman of a 
    beating heart,
Opening her worlds of continual life to a man who's never been seen.

 Whilst  action of tenderness grows in each one's body,
The  motions of long distance feeling relate to each other.
For he  that plans to marry with enormous love to another's heart,
Creates a new living standard  of control of ones art.

To me, to help a friend of mine  find the love of love,
To explain in detail  how a relative will marry him about.
For overall joy will everlasting fill the earth of both their lives?
For dreams of every man's ideas, will harvest a reward by 
       marrying beautiful wives.

Let  he be free to do what he will do,
Let her hold  his hands for everlasting life,
Let the two of them be kissed by the fresh wind in the air,
Let their food be mixed with them, both cildren to bear.