I say....!

none has been here till i came last... hmm maybe trojan.icecream.hijack made all ICE CREAM HATER

anyway i will just check my cpu.. and go for a reboot... its been long time i hav been online
cya soon yall

 

Don't worry about that Subratam!
Most people come here for security information and many of them don't have time to post in ten forward. And if you don't get any reply or comment, there may be all kinds of reasons but not necessarily because they don't like you. So, don't take it to heart!
Just keep posting and enjoy yourself!

And, I like reading your poems. The ice cream is a very sweet poem! I like it!


CU!

Uguel

 

Hi Subratam

I really like your Ice Cream poem too!

... and your other poems as well. I've bookmarked your poems on poetry.com. I have read through some but I am holding off on reading all of them in one go otherwise I would not appreciate as fully the points expressed.

My favorite poet is Robert Browning but there are many others that I like as well (Edmund Spenser, Robert Service, Omar Khayyam, Andrew Marvell, John Donne, and the list goes on ... )

I like the simplicity and unpretentiousness of your poems and yet they express their points very well.

You are a very welcome addition to the Wilders family!

 

hey uguel(and others too..,
why almost all of you think that i am feeling bad, taking it to heart or i am thinking someone is not liking me.... the post
none has been here till i came last... hmm maybe trojan.icecream.hijack made all
ICE CREAM HATER anyway i will just check my cpu.. and go for a reboot... its been long time i hav been online
is not meaning that i feel someone dont like me... i am also just having some light moments here....
i know we all are busy someway or other, and we come here primarily for security reasons.. same for me no doubt but thats where wilders stand out having general forums.. where we can have and share light moments... i love yall i do understand yall just feel free with me we are all friends here and thrs no formalities between friends right??
uguel... i have been going through almost all of your posted poems and songs... you are masterpiece and so is beetlejuice... i dunno how many more "trojanic" talents are here.... so again allow me to thank wilders, jooske and one and all... for starting this thread and that we have WILDERS
friends!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

I'm glad to hear that!
Have a nice day surfing!

Nice animation!

Uguel

 

Dan,
i have got many comments compliments and also prizes.... i will treasure your encouragement and opinion about my poems very high above...
i dun wanna say "thank you" coz that wud be very less to honour you,...
for you, for uguel, for he.. for she... and for WILDERS... i am always there.....
"behind every successful man there is a woman"... i think i hav WILDERS...
Dan i was seeing your fav poets list.... man... u read a lot... and you read substance.... ... i am honoured to get encouragement from you...
and not to forget.. again... everyone out here.... is a trojan.... not showing their full strength,, and dunno whether TDS, TH, TR ,AT or any anti trojan can catch them ... come on all... (when you feel you are over burdened and when you dun feel over burdened... ) and share yourself here....
Life is Tension if U r Tensed,
Life is Hurdle if U fear
Life is what you make it for you
its a song sung by GOD....
if only you are ready to HEAR

Life

 

Hey Acadia, I think I just figured out why you disappeared. See previous post.---------------------/\

 

I agree with that 100% !! The ancient Chinese had an verbal image that they used to express this. "Hidden Dragon" - it refers to the great potentiality of ability in everyone, and yet people may know they have it and keep it hidden for some reason, or may not know they have it because their circumstances had been such that they could not complete their growth as creative individuals. But in our lives it is always spring (if we care to really look around us), and we can always grow if we, stubborn or habit-prone as we are, just turn to face the sun.

not at all, we are just family here and there is no need to speak of "honour" (though the remarks I made are sincere)

True enough, though I prefer to say "behind every good man there is a great woman"

Here is a poem I wrote for the great woman in my life



The Likeness of You


Went I to the lake, and saw
A Fairie-Night sky, shown
In the waves' sun-gleam, and thought
   of you.

Drove I to the ocean's shore, and saw
Our mute exchanges
In the wave-wash ebb and flow, and sensed
   of you

The warm and trembling life
The passionate strife
That drives a restless flame, yet fades
   Before a girlish glow.

Traveled I to the desert's waste, and saw
Our two selves' twinèd growth
In a flower's carnelian bloom, and sang
   of you.

 

Dan,
firstly.... i am really happy that you said
not at all, we are just family here and there is no need to speak of "honour" (though the remarks I made are sincere)
my turn to agree 100%.. i know those words were from your heart
now now now.... so... my "Anti-Trojan" is best it seems... catching out one of the deadliest from its dormant state huuh... see yalll
what can this trojan do...
in a single word.... i find your creation "Romantic"
do accept a nice warm karma cookie from me.

 

I totally agree with you Subratam!

It is very romantic



Uguel

 

hey all...
houz ya doin??
see if yall like this...and UNDERSTAND ....our society
Handicapped Society!!!!

He has been crying since morning
Nou fighting with the sun above
Trying to crawl but in vain
Searching for care and love
He is hungry too
And he needs something to eat
But he is finding nothin
Except dust and heat
He dun understand wats happening
He is looking here and there
Wat a welcome for him
He has just breathed fresh air
None knoz wats his future
Whether he will continue to cry
Whether he will b a great man oneday
Or next moment he will die
Who is responsible for this?
Who has left him in this way?
We r helpless to do anything?
We can do nothing but pray

Subratam Biswas

 

Hi Subratam!

That is very good! Sad but true

 

there's another "windows" running .... named winLife... which is having more loopholes and bugs...and its affected with deadly trojans spywares and..should i mention virus too... and theres something else there.. those fall into a "elite" species.....the major being.... Hatred.Selfish.Society.*

 

Your poem was sad but good!


Uguel

 

there lived two birds
in an old banyan tree
they were happy on their own
they were enjoying being free
they did have many friends
those also lived nearby
whenever they got the chance
they just loved to fly high
life never is the same
it has happiness and pain
one day they went to village
to search and eat some grain
but..oh God,villagers were ready
they had put a fatal trap
they hit arrows one by one
and the dead birds fell in earth's lap
some flew away back home
and one was searching his friend
it was not hard but painful
to discover ,her life has seen end

hmmm.... sad again.... is it??

 

The Mystic Forest


The trees murmur
Words of gravity.
Scents of cedar
Invade the obscurity.
Yes - I remember
How you love her deeply

In the heart of the forest,
Where the pines grow dark
Sad birds sing the highest.
Leaves tremble, branches crack
Under a quivering nest
Where dwells a winged monarch

You are gone to heaven,
Fluttering about with angels,
There is no pain, no burden
Just the music of celestial bells:
"Farewell to warblers and ravens
In heaven, I shall dwell".

Will you ever see her again,
The mystic forest you love so deeply?
Hear the cuckoos call, the kinglets refrain,
Breathe, breathe the air of eternity
That we both believed in vain
Before it vanished away...



Uguel

 

Your poems all so very sad,
Embedded on some tear-soaked pad,
All those heart-felt painful lines,
Pouring from those saddened minds,

All those thoughts in tearful mist,
Some never loving, never kissed,
So I depart this mournful list,










I think I'll go and cut my Wrists.

(Had ya goin' there eh?

Cochise (The cheerful Chief)

 

I found your poem funny!
Thanks to you, I'm not sad anymore!
Please stay alive!
ANW, Paint and us will miss you too much!

Hope you're doing fine too!


Uguel

 

back here again after hell lot of a days.. and yall know maybe what i have been passing thru... "other security issues.... i am DEVASTATED"... anyway i am unstoppable as i am also wilders...
this is one of my a lill-different poem.. i wrote when i was in class 7... actually i started writin from lot uonger than that.. u kno i am romantic... hahha
lemme see whether this piece of mine cath hold of any...
Stranger
I first met her,
in the thoughts of my own-
till then I did not know that
soon,she was going to conquer my heart....
She then,slowly started to proceed,
she knocked the door of my heart;
I could do nothing but give an answer
she opened the closed door!!
which I thought would never be opened
would never be cared upon...
Then the two hearts melted-
then,again froze to be a single one
bees buzzed in my ears
"forget-me-not's" swayed before my eyes
and,she?--she sat on the throne
in the kingdom of my existence...
She named herself STRANGER!!!!
and,then I plunged into the depths.
of the sweet thoughts and memories
to sculpt the sweetiest one between them.....

Subratam Biswas

 

Subratam, I hope you solved your computer problems by now..


A Horse Named Trouble

I like to go to Horse Valley,
A place you can ride a horse or pony.
There is a vast ranch and a ring,
to practice bareback bronco riding.

Many breeds you can ride on
Appaloosas, Quarters, Percherons
Paints, New-Forests, Morgans
Even Canadians and Arabians

There is a wide choice you see,
Whichever you choose, no extra fee.
But to get the best of them
You have to show before ten a.m.

I, being always late
Just lose control of my fate,
There is only one available
It's an old mare called Trouble

I would rather take my bike with me
And pedal through a hot prairie
For the problem with her
Is she has such a bad temper.

When I show into her stall
She bucks, jumps and falls
Shows her teeth and neighs
To keep me at bay.

She would rather eat hay
In her manger all day
Than have a load to carry
Over the fields of Horse Valley

It takes a lot of tact
Just to get on her back
After long delibiration
She will break into submission.

Then I can put the bridle on,
The saddle with the stirrup iron
the bit, and a flask of water
To drink in the hot weather.

Once on her, she starts to gallop
Runs and runs and never stops
The only thing I can do
Is throw my hat high up and yell: "Yahoo!"


Uguel ​

 

Very good Uguel!

I'm working on something to add here but haven't ironed out all the issues yet

 

From Dan Perez:

I'm looking forward to seeing that!


Uguel

 

Thoughts
The days were smooth
The nights were fine
And they became more beautiful
Once u became mine.
Thoughts of yours
Took me to paradise
Whenever u were not in front me
I just closed my eyes.
It was impossible for me
Not to think of and about you
Coz love and care that u have given
Could b given by very few.
Now that I spend my days
When you r not beside
Tears I can suppress
Feelings I can't hide.
Yes, time have become winner
To take you away
But that victory is too fragile
Coz u r with me everyday .

Subratam Biswas

 

Very good Subratam!

Now, an x-mass poem I wrote recently.

A Christmas Gathering

Christmas is the season of love...
A holly-crowned dove
Flutters over the place
Leaving us merry-faced

Mom puts the turkey in the oven
All people talk in a rhythm
Granny takes out her squeeze-box
And starts playing "Over the Rocks"

Kids sit around the Christmas tree
Longing for their presents three.
Smells of fir and pine invade the room
And the fire is in bloom

Burning logs crackle
Lulls asleep the baby in his cradle
Snowflakes keep falling, silver and gold
Covers the earth with a blanket of cold.

Merry Christmas
To all lads and lasses
And to the sparkling star
That once led the kings afar.



Uguel​