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Walt Whitman's Birthday - "I Celebrate Myself"

It's the birthday of Walt Whitman (books by this author), born in West Hills, Long Island, New York (1819). Whitman worked as a printing press typesetter, teacher, journalist, and newspaper editor. He was working as a carpenter, his father's trade, and living with his mother in Brooklyn, when he read Ralph Waldo Emerson's essay "The Poet," which claimed the new United States needed a poet to properly capture its spirit. Whitman decided he was that poet. "I was simmering, simmering, simmering," Whitman later said. "Emerson brought me to a boil."

Whitman began work on his collection Leaves of Grass, crafting an American epic that celebrated the common man. He did most of the typesetting for the book himself, and he made sure the edition was small enough to fit in a pocket, later explaining, "I am nearly always successful with the reader in the open air." He was 37 years old when he paid for the publication of 795 copies out of his own pocket.

Whitman spent the last 20 years of his life revising and expanding Leaves of Grass, issuing the eighth and final edition in 1891, saying it was "at last complete � after 33 y'rs of hackling at it, all times & moods of my life, fair weather & foul, all parts of the land, and peace and war, young and old."

Today, most scholars agree that Whitman was likely gay. When he was asked directly, toward the end of his life, Whitman declined to answer. But he did say, shortly before he died, that sex was "the thing in my work which has been most misunderstood � that has excited the roundest opposition, the sharpest venom, the unintermitted slander, of the people who regard themselves as the custodians of the morals of the world."

via http://writersalmanac.org

I celebrate myself;   
And what I assume you shall assume;   
For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you.   
 
I loafe and invite my Soul;   
I lean and loafe at my ease, observing a spear of summer grass.             5
 
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes�the shelves are crowded with perfumes;   
I breathe the fragrance myself, and know it and like it;   
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.   
 
The atmosphere is not a perfume�it has no taste of the distillation�it is odorless;   
It is for my mouth forever�I am in love with it;      10
I will go to the bank by the wood, and become undisguised and naked;   
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.





There are many editions of Whitman's poems, including the free to read online Leaves of Grass at www.bartleby.com

I Miss you SMS Messages with Beatiful Sad Girl Images

Mujhy Bhi Sikha Do Bhool Jany Ka Hunar,

Mujh Sy Ratoon Ko Uth Uth Kar Roya Nahi Jata...!!!

Mujh Ko Mujh Main Hi Jagah Nahi Milti,

Woh Mujh Main Mojood Hai Is Qadar...!!!

Hum Agar Sath Aa Gaye Hoty,

To Zindagi Har Tarah Sy Mumkin Hoti...!!!

Khuda Nay Tujhy Meri Qismat Main Likha Hi Nahi Shayad,

Warna Khoya To Bohat Kuch Tha Ik Tujhy Pany K Liye...!

Toot Jata Hai Wasta Khud Sy,

Jab Tujh Sy Rabta Nahi Hota...!!!

Kai Baar Yeh Soch Kar Dil Mera Ro Deta Hai Mohsin,

Tujhy Pany Ki Chahat Mein, Main Nay Apny Aap Ko Kho Diya...!!!

Kahan Talash Karo Gy Mujh Jesa Shakhs?

Jo Tumhary Sitam Bhi Sahy Aor Tum Sy Muhabbat Bhi Kary...!!!

Humein Soorat Sy Kiya Matlab, Hum Seerat Pay Marty Hain,

Usy Kehna Tumhara Husan Jab Dhal Jaye To Loat Aana...!!!

Beth Jata Hun Aksar Khaak Par,

Apni Aoqat Achi Lagtu Hai...!!!

Mery Marny Par Sab Khush Hon Gy Faraz,

Bas Ik Tanhai Roye Gi K Mera Humsafar Chal Basa...!!!

Tanhai Hindi Sad SMS Shayari for Facebook with Sad Girl HD Images

Main Kisi Aisi Jagah Ki Talash Main Hun,

Jahan Gehri Tanhai Ho Magr Ehsas-e-tanhai Na Ho...!!!

Kisi Din Bitha Kar Puchein Gy Teri Nigahon Sy,

Kis Nay Sikhaya Hai Unhain Har Dil Main Utar Jana...???

Esas-e-Tanhai Bohat Hi Barh Jati Hai,

Sard Mosam Aor Teri Yaad Jab Yakja Ho Jati hai...!!!

Gulshan Parast Hun Mujhy Gul Hi Nahi Azeez,

Kanton Sy Nibah Kiye Ja Raha Hun Main...!!!

Meri Zaat Main Bas Itna Hi Hissa Hai Us Ka,

Usy Khud Sy Nikalun To Mery Pas Kuch Nahi Bachta...!!!

In Hi Raston Ny, Jin Par Tun Kabhi Sath Thy Mery,
Mujhy Rok Rok Kar Pucha, Tera Humsafar Kahan Hai...!!!

Dil Pareshan Hai Shab-o-roz Ki Yak-rangi Main,

Kal Bhi Tanhai Thi Aor Aaj Bhi Tanhai Hai...!!! 

Teri Talash Main Niklun To Ab Faida Kiya?

Tu Badal Geya Hai, Khoya Hota To Alag Baat Thi...!!!

Jo Mumkin Ho To Mujhy Bhi Apna Bana Lo Tum,

Meri Tanhai Gawah Hai, Mera Apna Koi Nahi...!!!

Batein To Bohat Karty Ho Ishq-o-khuloos Ki Magar,

Kabhi Apny Dil Main Bhi Dekho Main Hun Bhi Ya Nahi...???

Death in the afternoon

My body is falling apart, he said
He shaved meticulously
He forgot about his eyes and ears
He smelled good

Bloody certificates
another barrier to impetuous action
in case of lovelorn despair, for example
ten minutes before noon

A sparkling, sunny day in late spring
We ate more cherries
Even he tasted one or two
and the angels looked quite grateful

No one talked about the next act
No one talked very much at all
The angels went for a walk around the garden
We stayed where we were, savouring the lovely day

Do you know what this is?
Do you know what will happen if you drink it?
Do you want me to give it to you?
Yes, I do. I will die.

His eyes shut, quietly
It�s over now
Goodbye then
I returned to the garden.



From 'I held his hand as he drank the fatal dose': the day my husband chose to die by Liesl Graz, The Guardian 7 February 2015. Submitted by Grace Andreacchi.

Ishq Sad Hindi Poetry for Sad Lovers with HD Images

Paigham-E-Ishq Ko Itna Taveel Na Karna,

Bas Itna Kehna Keh Aankhein Taras Gai Hain...!!!

Aaj Bari Der Tak Woh Dekhta Raha Mujhko,

Na Jany Aisa Q Laga Woh Mujhy Chor Jaye Ga...!!!

Toot Jata Hai Ghareebi main Woh Rishta Jo Khas Hota Hai,

Hazaron Yaar Hoty Hain Jab Paisa Paas Hota Hai...!!!

Toaba To Kar Li Hai Ishq Sy Magar,

Thora Sa Zehar Laa Dy Keh Tabiyat Udas Hai...!!!

Dekha Hai Hum Nay Aksar Yeh Aazma Kar,

Dhoka Dy Jaty Hain Log Aksar Qareeb Aa Kar...!!!

Suna Hai Koi Or Bhi Chahny Laga Hai Tumhain,

Hum Sy Barh Kar Agar Koi Chahy To Usi K Ho Jana...!!!

Un Ki Khata Na Thi Hum Hi Kuch Ghalat Samajh Bethy,

Woh Muhabbat Sy Baat Karty Thy Hum Muhabbat Samajh Bethy...!!!

Saari Duniya Key Rooth Jany Sy Mujhy Kuch Nahi Hota,

Bas Ik Tera Khamosh Rehna Mujhy Takleef Deta Hai...!!!

Dam Tor Jati Hai Har Shikayat Labon Pay Aa Kar,

Jab Woh Masoomiyat Sy Kehty Hain Hum Ny Kiya Kiya...???

Muqam-E-Muhabbat Ko Tu Nay Samjha Hi Nahi Warna,

Jahan Tak Tera Tha Wahan Tak Meri Zindagi Thi...!!!

Sad Mood Girl Images with Love Sad Hindi Shayari for Her

Tiyar Rehty Hain Meri Palkon Pay Aansoo Aksar,

Teri Yaad Ka Koi Waqt Muqarar Jo Nahi...!!!

Bat To Aam Si Hai Par Itni Aam Bhi Nahi Keh,

Sab Ko Hissa Mill Jata Hai Par Mera Hissa Kho Jata Hai...!!!

Bewafai Ka Dukh Nahi Hai Mujhy,

Bas Kuch Log Aisy Thy Jin Sy Umeedein Bohat Thi...!!!

Khawab Bhi Shayad Kaanch Ki Tarah Kamzor Hoty Hain,

Har Roz Bikhar Jaty Hain Faqat Aik Aankh Khulnay Sy...!!!

Toot Sa Geya Hai Meri Chahton Ka Wajood Mohsin,

Ab Koi Acha Bhi Lagy To Hum Izhar Nahi Karty...!!!

Bharosa Mat Karna Duniya Key Logon Pay,

Mujhy Tabah Karny Wala Bhi Mera Azeez Tha...!!!

Be-khabar Be-wajah Be-rukhi Na Kiya Kar,

Koi bohat Toot Jata Hai Tera Lehja Badalny Sy...!!!

Zakhmon Ka Andaza Chehron Sy nahi Hota Ghalib,

Sahil Pay Khara Kon Kiya Jany Samandar Kitna Gehra Hai...???

Kuch Na Kuch To Hai Is Udasi Ka Sabab,

Maan Bhi Jao Keh Hum Yaad Aaye Hain...!!!

Wafa Karna Bh Seekho Ishq Ki Nagri Main,

Faqat Youn Dil Lagany Sy Dilon Main Ghar Nahi Banty...!!!

Only God can make a tree

Genesis 1:11-12
Hosea 14:8

Now, there�s several different ways of making evergreens.
See? Just back and forth.
Back and forth, back and forth.
And you can just keep going on and on and on and on,
make as many branches on this tree as you want.
(Everybody knows, there�s five hundred branches on a evergreen tree,
So don�t put too many in there,
don�t overkill. . . .)
Back and forth, back and forth.
Leave some limbs out there;
you need places for the little birds to sit.
Little birds gotta have a place to put their foots.



From Bob Ross: Painting An Evergreen Tree, YouTube, 14 September 2009. Submitted by Daniel Galef.

When kids shout or run about the cinema-hall,

or cry, or squeal, or vomit, or have a brawl, or
ask to go home, or talk in between (the gall!)
I just blame heterosexuals, I blame them all.

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tr. from Vijay Nambisan's 'Elizabeth Oomanchery' (in First Infinities; Poetrywala: 2015)

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Vijay Nambisan

 

FIRE!

Look over there!...An antelope�

BANG�

Monkey!!

BANG�

Snakes!

BANG!

�stupid crocodiles?

BANG!

�a lion??

BANG!

�why not rabbits?

BANG!

�an elephant

BANG!

Come on if you dare, mighty buffalo!

BANG! BANG!

Grrr! That�s us. Bold as brass. Keen as mustard.



Lines from Tintin in the Congo, Herg� (1930). Submitted by Cathy Barber.

Love Hindi SMS Shayari For Him With Sad Mood Girl Pictures

Be Wajah Nahi Rota Koi Ishq Main Ghalib,

Jisy Khud Sy Barh Kar Chaho Woh Rulata Zarur Hai...!!!

Han Mujhy Rasm-E-Muhabbat Ka Saleeqa Nahi,

Ja Kisi Or Ka Hony Ki Ijazat Hai Tujhy...!!!

Judai Par Hi Qayem hai Nizam-E-Zindagi Bhi,

Bichar Jata Hai Sahil Sy Galy Mil Kar  Pani Bhi...!!!

Humari Be-Khudi Ka Woh Haal Puchy Agr To Kehna,

Hosh Bas Itna Hai Keh Tum Ko Yaad Karty Hain...!!!

Samajh Main Nahi Ata, Wafa Karein To Kis Sy Karein?

Matti Sy Bany Yeh Log Kaghaz K Tukron Pay Bik Jaty Hain..!!!

Hum Phoolon Ki Tarah Aksar Tanha Hi Rahty Hain,

Kabhi Khud Toot Jaty Hain Kabhi Koi Toor Jata Hai...!!!

Wafa Ki Laaj Main Us Ko Mana Lety To Acha Tha,

Anaa Ki Jang Main Aksar Judai Jeet Jati Hai...!!!

Duniya Main Mat Dhundo Nam-E-Wafa Ghalib,

Dilon Sy Khailty  Hain Log Bana K Hamsafar Apna...!!!

Hum Haseen Hony Ka Dawa To Nahi Karty, Magar,

Jisy Aankh Bhar Kar Dekh Leyn Uljhan Main Daal Dety Hain...!!!

Bas Itna Hi Sabaq Sikha Hai Zindagi Sy,

Jitni Wafa Karo Gy Utna Pareshan Raho Gy...!!!