ACKNOWLEDGEMENT --- Original Conceived By MAHATMA GANDHI Modified Suitably By The Composer To Fit In The Form Of An Abstract Poem.
While Every Thing Around Me
Is Ever Changing All The Time
There Is Underlying All These Changes
A Power That Is Eternal And Changeless
Tis This Power That Holds Us All Together
That Creates, Destroys And Recreates
Isn't This Power We Refer To As GOD ?
In The Midst Of Death, Life Persists
In The Midst Of Untruth ,Truth Persists
In The Midst Of Darkness, Light Persists
This Being So,Isn't It God Who Manifests Himself
In This Life,Truth And Light ?
He Is Indeed All These, Himself Being The SOLE SUPREME.
I Know I Can Do Nothing On My Own
For That Matter Neither You Nor Any One Else
Tis HIS Will That Makes Us Do As He Likes
Being So Where Is The Place For Joy Or Sorrow
In Our Lives, As I Realise This Now
Oh God I Have But One Wish To Make
Let Me Remain Your Carrier To Continue To Do As You Will.
Composed By Baiyu ----Mumbai ---October 1999
Sunday 30 September 2007
CONVERSATION
You Are Old Dear Father, My Son Said One Day
With Little Hair Left And Wrinkles On Your Face
But You Are Still Active Father, How This I Pray
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son Of Mine
I Knew My Youth Would Pass Off Any Day
I Cared For My Health And My Vigour As Well
Lest I Miss Them At Any Future Date.
But You Are Old, Dear Father,My Young Son Screamed
With Pleasures Of Your Youth Passed Away
Yet You Do Not Lament For The Days That Are Gone
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son I said
I Knew My Youth Would Not Last All Days
I Learned To Live In The Living Present
Without A Thought For The Bygone Days.
But You Are OLd , Dear Father,My Young Son Maintained
And You Are Also Ageing Day By Day
You Are Yet Cheerful And Ever Care Free
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
I Am Cheerful, I Said,As I Rose To Leave
The Cause For The Same, Let Your Wisdom Believe
In My Youth I Left It To God To Take Care Of Me
And By Joe Todate HE Has Done It Without Fail.
I Realise, I Realise, My son Now Again Screamed
The Cause For Your Youth In Your Old Age
You Are Not Old Nor You Will Ever Be
You Are Only Becoming A Classic To My Mother And Me.
Composed By --- Baiyu ---London March 2004
With Little Hair Left And Wrinkles On Your Face
But You Are Still Active Father, How This I Pray
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son Of Mine
I Knew My Youth Would Pass Off Any Day
I Cared For My Health And My Vigour As Well
Lest I Miss Them At Any Future Date.
But You Are Old, Dear Father,My Young Son Screamed
With Pleasures Of Your Youth Passed Away
Yet You Do Not Lament For The Days That Are Gone
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son I said
I Knew My Youth Would Not Last All Days
I Learned To Live In The Living Present
Without A Thought For The Bygone Days.
But You Are OLd , Dear Father,My Young Son Maintained
And You Are Also Ageing Day By Day
You Are Yet Cheerful And Ever Care Free
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.
I Am Cheerful, I Said,As I Rose To Leave
The Cause For The Same, Let Your Wisdom Believe
In My Youth I Left It To God To Take Care Of Me
And By Joe Todate HE Has Done It Without Fail.
I Realise, I Realise, My son Now Again Screamed
The Cause For Your Youth In Your Old Age
You Are Not Old Nor You Will Ever Be
You Are Only Becoming A Classic To My Mother And Me.
Composed By --- Baiyu ---London March 2004
Daily Mail
When I Had Gone On A Holiday
To My Son's House In UK
I saw Without Fail Every Day
Stacks Of Mail Delivered On His Name.
I Knew My Son Wrote Letters To None
And No One Known Ever Wrote To Him
So Though Was True Did Appear Strange
Such Large Mails Coming To Him Every Day.
I Asked My Son To Let Me Know
Whence These Mails Were Coming To Him
Specially So when They Came Without Fail
Day After Day Without A Break.
As He Let Me Glance Through Them One Day
I Found A Dozen Such Mails Or More
The Letters Were Of Different Shades
But In Right Envelopes Matching The same.
Lo And Behold What I Saw Then
I Had Never Seen Back In My Home
Letters With Varying Offers Made
With Catalogues Sent By Different Stores.
Some Offered Holidays In Far Off Shores
Some Offered Materials One Could Explore
Some Offers Covered All That One Aspired
All With Prices Cut To Tempt The Buyer More.
Some Covered Fancy Items, Some The Basic Needs
Some Offered Pension Schemes,Wishing One To Become Old
Some Offered Loans Disguised As Gifts
And All Aimed To Feel Rich,Without Really Being So.
The List Appeared Endless Without A Say
Could Lead One To A Life Of Ever Debt And Pray
Though The Mails I Knew Made Seldom A Sale
My Son Was Tireless Of Reading This Junk Day After Day.
Composed By BAIYU----- LondonFeb 2004
To My Son's House In UK
I saw Without Fail Every Day
Stacks Of Mail Delivered On His Name.
I Knew My Son Wrote Letters To None
And No One Known Ever Wrote To Him
So Though Was True Did Appear Strange
Such Large Mails Coming To Him Every Day.
I Asked My Son To Let Me Know
Whence These Mails Were Coming To Him
Specially So when They Came Without Fail
Day After Day Without A Break.
As He Let Me Glance Through Them One Day
I Found A Dozen Such Mails Or More
The Letters Were Of Different Shades
But In Right Envelopes Matching The same.
Lo And Behold What I Saw Then
I Had Never Seen Back In My Home
Letters With Varying Offers Made
With Catalogues Sent By Different Stores.
Some Offered Holidays In Far Off Shores
Some Offered Materials One Could Explore
Some Offers Covered All That One Aspired
All With Prices Cut To Tempt The Buyer More.
Some Covered Fancy Items, Some The Basic Needs
Some Offered Pension Schemes,Wishing One To Become Old
Some Offered Loans Disguised As Gifts
And All Aimed To Feel Rich,Without Really Being So.
The List Appeared Endless Without A Say
Could Lead One To A Life Of Ever Debt And Pray
Though The Mails I Knew Made Seldom A Sale
My Son Was Tireless Of Reading This Junk Day After Day.
Composed By BAIYU----- LondonFeb 2004
PRAYER
Acknowledgement --- This Poem Was Specially Composed On The Occasion Of The Need To Eliminate Politics In The Work Place And To Channalise The Management Strengths To Meet The Then Need of The Hour In The Manufacturing Plant Of Which The Composer Was The Chief Executive,The Thought Behind This Poem Is Taken From The Famous GITANJALI Of Rabindranath Tagore .It Begins With The Original Of The First Stanza Retained As it Is and The Subsequent Ones Modified To Suit The Occasion.
"Where The Mind Is Without Fear
And The Head Is Held Is High"
Where Knowledge Is Shared By All
And Is Not Confined To One Person Lying Futile
Where The Plant Has Not Been Broken Up
By Narrow Walls Of Inter Personal Inhibitions
Where Words Come Out From The Depths Of Truth
And Leave No Room To Think Otherwise
Where People Strive Towards Perfection
And Do Not Mind The Short Term Pains
Where The Clear Stream of reason Has Not Lost
Its Way Into The Lame Excuse Of Past Practices
Where One And All Appreciate The Need For Change
And Work Together To Achieve The Same
Where There Is This Realisation
That In Team Work What Matters Is Not I but We
Where The Mind Is Led Forward By Thee
Into Ever Winding Thought, Action And Progress
Into That Place With Such A Work Culture
My Father Let This Factory Awake.
Composed By ---BAIYU ----MUMBAI 1993
"Where The Mind Is Without Fear
And The Head Is Held Is High"
Where Knowledge Is Shared By All
And Is Not Confined To One Person Lying Futile
Where The Plant Has Not Been Broken Up
By Narrow Walls Of Inter Personal Inhibitions
Where Words Come Out From The Depths Of Truth
And Leave No Room To Think Otherwise
Where People Strive Towards Perfection
And Do Not Mind The Short Term Pains
Where The Clear Stream of reason Has Not Lost
Its Way Into The Lame Excuse Of Past Practices
Where One And All Appreciate The Need For Change
And Work Together To Achieve The Same
Where There Is This Realisation
That In Team Work What Matters Is Not I but We
Where The Mind Is Led Forward By Thee
Into Ever Winding Thought, Action And Progress
Into That Place With Such A Work Culture
My Father Let This Factory Awake.
Composed By ---BAIYU ----MUMBAI 1993
RESOLUTION
As I Grew In Age And Wisdom
Baldness On My Head Grew Further In Size
Wrinkles Now Form A Part Of My Face
Body Reminds Me Am Now A True Senior In Age
Before I Become Too Old To Write
I Have In Me A Terrible Thirst
A Thirst To Be Quenched Without A Wait
To Put My Thoughts In Lines In A Cogent Way
This Urge I Have, I Know Will Remain
Tucked In Myself, I Have Much To Say
Thoughts Have Remained Dormant Too Long
Tis Time I put My Thoughts In A Rhythimic Way.
As I Idle My Time Wondering What To Do
I Put Down My Thoughts As Poets Would Do
I Then Feel A Happiness Beyond All Bounds
I Know If I Write,Twill Not Be In Vain.
Composed By --- BAIYU ----LONDON Feb 2004
Baldness On My Head Grew Further In Size
Wrinkles Now Form A Part Of My Face
Body Reminds Me Am Now A True Senior In Age
Before I Become Too Old To Write
I Have In Me A Terrible Thirst
A Thirst To Be Quenched Without A Wait
To Put My Thoughts In Lines In A Cogent Way
This Urge I Have, I Know Will Remain
Tucked In Myself, I Have Much To Say
Thoughts Have Remained Dormant Too Long
Tis Time I put My Thoughts In A Rhythimic Way.
As I Idle My Time Wondering What To Do
I Put Down My Thoughts As Poets Would Do
I Then Feel A Happiness Beyond All Bounds
I Know If I Write,Twill Not Be In Vain.
Composed By --- BAIYU ----LONDON Feb 2004
Saturday 29 September 2007
TODAY
'' Act,Act In The Living Present
Heart Within And God Overhead"
So Said A Poet Of Yester Years
How True It Is Even ToDay
The Day Is Here With All Its Hours
Yes With All The Hours Twenty Four
Let Me Strive To Use Them Better
Than The Hours Of Day Before.
The Day Is Bright And I Have Hopes
To Set Out In Open And To Sow
When The Sun Shines While On Its Move To Hide
I Know The Little Seeds Will Grow.
As IT Grows The Plant Will Yield
Fruits In Abundance Am Sure One Day
If Only I Take Care OF This Day
The Day That Is TODAY.
Composed By ---BAIYU-----ALUVA July 2001
Heart Within And God Overhead"
So Said A Poet Of Yester Years
How True It Is Even ToDay
The Day Is Here With All Its Hours
Yes With All The Hours Twenty Four
Let Me Strive To Use Them Better
Than The Hours Of Day Before.
The Day Is Bright And I Have Hopes
To Set Out In Open And To Sow
When The Sun Shines While On Its Move To Hide
I Know The Little Seeds Will Grow.
As IT Grows The Plant Will Yield
Fruits In Abundance Am Sure One Day
If Only I Take Care OF This Day
The Day That Is TODAY.
Composed By ---BAIYU-----ALUVA July 2001
A Thought In lines
Quote
LIVES BY GREAT MEN REACHED AND KEPT
WERE NOT ATTAINED BY A SUDDEN FLIGHT
FOR THEY WHILE THEIR COMPANIONS SLEPT
WERE TOILING UPWARDS IN THE NIGHT
COMPILED BY ----BAIYU------DECEMBER 1993
LIVES BY GREAT MEN REACHED AND KEPT
WERE NOT ATTAINED BY A SUDDEN FLIGHT
FOR THEY WHILE THEIR COMPANIONS SLEPT
WERE TOILING UPWARDS IN THE NIGHT
COMPILED BY ----BAIYU------DECEMBER 1993
Friday 28 September 2007
Friendship
Friendship Is A Treasure
Which No One Can Steal
Parting is Heart Ache
Which Everyone Will Feel
We Have Met As Strangers
We Have Met As Friends
We Sure Will Meet In Heaven
Because Friendship Never Ends.
Friendship Is Like China Vase
Precious, Rich And Rare
Can Be Mended When Broken
No Crack Will Remain There.
When The Night Pulls
A Curtain Over The Stars
Remember You Have In Me A Friend
No Matter Where You Are.
Composed By Baiyu -----Mumbai January 1992
Can Be Mended When Broken
Which No One Can Steal
Parting is Heart Ache
Which Everyone Will Feel
We Have Met As Strangers
We Have Met As Friends
We Sure Will Meet In Heaven
Because Friendship Never Ends.
Friendship Is Like China Vase
Precious, Rich And Rare
Can Be Mended When Broken
No Crack Will Remain There.
When The Night Pulls
A Curtain Over The Stars
Remember You Have In Me A Friend
No Matter Where You Are.
Composed By Baiyu -----Mumbai January 1992
Can Be Mended When Broken
Holi --- An Indian festaval
Tis The Holi Day
A Day To Rejoice , A day To Celebrate
The Festival Of Colours
What Doth It Mean To All ?
To Children Tis The Day
To Bathe In Colours To Their Heart's Contend
To Farmers Tis The Day
To Celebrate Good Harvest
To Lovers Tis The Day
To Remember The Immortal Love
The Festival Begins On The Night Of Full Moon
Bonfires Lit To Illumine Our Minds
Also To Symbolise End Of HOLIKA
Hey Presto The Following Morn
What We See Is All RANG BARSE
A Special Day This For Sure Is
Let Us All Join Hands
Celebrate This Day With Rejoice And Love
Convey This Message To Our Comrades In Street
Tis Occasions Such As This
That Make The World Truly Small.
Composed By ---BAIYU MUMBAI 2005
Wednesday 26 September 2007
HOW NICE THIS WORLD WOULD BE
How nice this world would be
If only the people we meet would say
I know something Good about you
And then treat us just that way.
How nice this world would be
If each hand clap is warm and true
Carrying with it this lasting say
That I know something good about you.
Shall we not be a happier lot
If the good that is in us all
Is the only one thought about
By one and all as they recall.
Will not this life be a lot more real
If only we praised the good we see
Of this we have enough to spare
Even in the worst of you and me.
Will it then not be nice to say
In a fitting manner and pleasant way
You know something good about me
I know something good about you.
I know the goodness in you
You know the goodness in me
Then why pray we fail to see
What can make our world as it should be.
composed by Baiyu Mumbai April 1999
If only the people we meet would say
I know something Good about you
And then treat us just that way.
How nice this world would be
If each hand clap is warm and true
Carrying with it this lasting say
That I know something good about you.
Shall we not be a happier lot
If the good that is in us all
Is the only one thought about
By one and all as they recall.
Will not this life be a lot more real
If only we praised the good we see
Of this we have enough to spare
Even in the worst of you and me.
Will it then not be nice to say
In a fitting manner and pleasant way
You know something good about me
I know something good about you.
I know the goodness in you
You know the goodness in me
Then why pray we fail to see
What can make our world as it should be.
composed by Baiyu Mumbai April 1999
SMILE
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT---Original appeared in Internet some time in September 1999 which was modified suitably by the composer (self)to fit in the form of a poem.
I knew not smiling is so infectious
That it catches one like the FLU
Till someone smiled at me the other day
And I started smiling too.
When I passed around the corner
Someone saw my Grin
When He smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him.
As I thought about that smile
I then found it worth a Tonne
A single smile just like mine
Could travel round the Earth and Sun
If you ever sight a smile
Do not keep it all to you
Be sure to start an epidemic quick
That infects all well and true.
Composed by--- BAIYU ------Mumbai September 1999
I knew not smiling is so infectious
That it catches one like the FLU
Till someone smiled at me the other day
And I started smiling too.
When I passed around the corner
Someone saw my Grin
When He smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him.
As I thought about that smile
I then found it worth a Tonne
A single smile just like mine
Could travel round the Earth and Sun
If you ever sight a smile
Do not keep it all to you
Be sure to start an epidemic quick
That infects all well and true.
Composed by--- BAIYU ------Mumbai September 1999
BODY MACHINERY
You know the model of your car
You know just what its powers are
You treat it with great deal of care
You tax it no more than what it can bear.
But for your own self,tis different
Your body mechanism may be bent
Your body carburator gone to grass
Your body engine just a rusty mass.
You hands may tremble
And your legs may ache
You still skip,skid and slide
Without a thought for the parts inside.
How naive we mortals are
To lavish care upon a car
With never a bit of time to see
About our own BODY MACHIENARY.
You know just what its powers are
You treat it with great deal of care
You tax it no more than what it can bear.
But for your own self,tis different
Your body mechanism may be bent
Your body carburator gone to grass
Your body engine just a rusty mass.
You hands may tremble
And your legs may ache
You still skip,skid and slide
Without a thought for the parts inside.
How naive we mortals are
To lavish care upon a car
With never a bit of time to see
About our own BODY MACHIENARY.
Tuesday 25 September 2007
BOMBAY,MY DEAR
BOMBAY,MY DEAR
I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART
A PLACE STAYED AND SERVED
HOW CAN I EVER DEPART?
LEAVE THEE THOUGH I MUST
RANBAXY WANTS ME SO
WITH A HEAVY HEART I GO
HOPE TO RETURN FAST
A PLACE OF CONTRASTS RARE
RICH AND POOR SIDE BY SIDE
SHANTY HOUSES TOUCHING THE GROUND
SKY SCRAPERS REACHING THE SKY
CERTAIN PLACES
UNCLEAN THOUGH
CERTAIN OTHERS CATCH THE EYES
WHEN I SEE THESE I SAY BUT THIS
WITH ALL THY FAULTS I LOVE THEE STILL.
I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART
A PLACE STAYED AND SERVED
HOW CAN I EVER DEPART?
LEAVE THEE THOUGH I MUST
RANBAXY WANTS ME SO
WITH A HEAVY HEART I GO
HOPE TO RETURN FAST
A PLACE OF CONTRASTS RARE
RICH AND POOR SIDE BY SIDE
SHANTY HOUSES TOUCHING THE GROUND
SKY SCRAPERS REACHING THE SKY
CERTAIN PLACES
UNCLEAN THOUGH
CERTAIN OTHERS CATCH THE EYES
WHEN I SEE THESE I SAY BUT THIS
WITH ALL THY FAULTS I LOVE THEE STILL.
CAESAR,KING OF ROME
I HAIL THEE,OH CAESAR
THE GREATEST KING OF ROME
MIGHTER THAN THE MIGHTIEST
A MARVEL PEARL OF DOME.
LOVED BY MOST,ENVIED BY SOME
KILLED BY COWHARDS DISGUISED AS FRIENDS
TREACHERY,TREASON WHAT CALL THOU
THOU IMPREGNABLE RISETH ABOVE ALL.
THY BODY HATH FALLEN THOUGH
THY SOUL IS INTACT FOR SURE
THOU CANNOT FALL,OF THIS I AM CERTAIN
ROME SHALL RISE AS NEVER EVER BEFORE.
THE GREATEST KING OF ROME
MIGHTER THAN THE MIGHTIEST
A MARVEL PEARL OF DOME.
LOVED BY MOST,ENVIED BY SOME
KILLED BY COWHARDS DISGUISED AS FRIENDS
TREACHERY,TREASON WHAT CALL THOU
THOU IMPREGNABLE RISETH ABOVE ALL.
THY BODY HATH FALLEN THOUGH
THY SOUL IS INTACT FOR SURE
THOU CANNOT FALL,OF THIS I AM CERTAIN
ROME SHALL RISE AS NEVER EVER BEFORE.
PINTO
WHAT DOTH HEFTY PINTO SAY
TO THE RTO THE OTHER DAY?
PASS MY PAPERS QUICKLY SAAB
THOUGH THE TAX WAS NEVER PAID.
PINTO,PINTO HE DOTH CRY
GIVE ME TIME TO BREATH AWHILE
TAX APART YOUR LICENSE TOO
RENEWED NOT FOR MANY A DAY.
POLICE CASE IS PENDING TOO
HIT AND RUN THE DASH YOU MADE
OH TELL ME NOW HOW I CAN
PASSETH THY PAPERS AS YOU SAY?
PINTO SMILED, TOO RARE A SIGHT
GAVE HIM THE DUE THAT HE SAID WAS HIS RIGHT
PAPERS PASSED,DON'T ASK ME HOW
YOU AND I CAN ONLY SIGH.
Composed By BAIYU Mumbai Jan 1979
TO THE RTO THE OTHER DAY?
PASS MY PAPERS QUICKLY SAAB
THOUGH THE TAX WAS NEVER PAID.
PINTO,PINTO HE DOTH CRY
GIVE ME TIME TO BREATH AWHILE
TAX APART YOUR LICENSE TOO
RENEWED NOT FOR MANY A DAY.
POLICE CASE IS PENDING TOO
HIT AND RUN THE DASH YOU MADE
OH TELL ME NOW HOW I CAN
PASSETH THY PAPERS AS YOU SAY?
PINTO SMILED, TOO RARE A SIGHT
GAVE HIM THE DUE THAT HE SAID WAS HIS RIGHT
PAPERS PASSED,DON'T ASK ME HOW
YOU AND I CAN ONLY SIGH.
Composed By BAIYU Mumbai Jan 1979
NATURE
Little Pools Of Water
Little streaks of sand
Make The Mighty Ocean
And The Holy Land.
Mighty, Mighty Mountains
Lowly, Lowly Lands
Make Man Wonder
His Insignificant stand
Canals,Rivers,Seas And Oceans
Lands, Deserts, Rocks And Hills
Nature Unfolds Her Mysterious Mysery
Where Doth Man Stand In Them All ?
I Salute Thee Mother Nature
I Am But Thy Curious Child
Take Me,Teach Me To Know Thee More
To Serve Thee Better At All My Times.
Composed by BAIYU Mumbai March 1972
Little streaks of sand
Make The Mighty Ocean
And The Holy Land.
Mighty, Mighty Mountains
Lowly, Lowly Lands
Make Man Wonder
His Insignificant stand
Canals,Rivers,Seas And Oceans
Lands, Deserts, Rocks And Hills
Nature Unfolds Her Mysterious Mysery
Where Doth Man Stand In Them All ?
I Salute Thee Mother Nature
I Am But Thy Curious Child
Take Me,Teach Me To Know Thee More
To Serve Thee Better At All My Times.
Composed by BAIYU Mumbai March 1972
Monday 24 September 2007
Little Red Rose
Oh Little Red Rose
How well may you be
I would that my tongue could utter
The Thoughts that arise in me
When in the morn you bloom
The fragrance all you spread
And when at night you wither
You make me wait in bed
You are the Queen
The best of all flowers
Alas am not the king
To be with you forever.
Composed by Baiyu Mumbai Feb 1977
How well may you be
I would that my tongue could utter
The Thoughts that arise in me
When in the morn you bloom
The fragrance all you spread
And when at night you wither
You make me wait in bed
You are the Queen
The best of all flowers
Alas am not the king
To be with you forever.
Composed by Baiyu Mumbai Feb 1977
Sunday 23 September 2007
Sermon
Rise up,Rise up little boys
Behold the sun in the eastern steep
Get up,get up little boys
Tis no time for sleep
Tiny,Tiny little objects
Have gone far away
Mighty power of Deity Sun
Has made them shy away
If you do not study now
You will get no time
If you do not study now
You can't study in the night
So study,study in the day
When you get bright light
Go and seek the beauty of the lake
When you get starlight
Composed by-
Baiyu
Mumbai,Oct 1974
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