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A beautiful Gul

Gul, Gul, Gul
You are so beautiful
Gul is flower in garden
I noticed it all of sudden

I found her up in the morning
Her rosy face simply shining
Bright eyes stared as if inviting
Was it for passion igniting?

It was magnetic pull
There prevailed natural lull
Still moon remained in circle and full
I was not worried about attack from bull

I was totally mesmerized
The things were not to be summarized
It did make magic and surprise
This was something new and very good prize

How could she be in my domain?
She should not be away and remain
Totally indifferent and only in dream
How to bring her in pure love stream?

How many thoughts just crossed the mind?
How all of sudden I was able to find
She must be elegant and very kind
I was brought in sense by flow of wind

It made me to think in another direction
What will be her move and next action?
Will she be angry as hostile reaction?
As she was hailing from wealthy section

I could still read lines on her face
I was definitely for her in race
I want her to be on my side in any case
She must fall in line and not make memory to erase

This is what I consider as cherished dream
I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream
She may not opt for simple person
She may be compelled by any reason

I never knew morning breezes are so cool
They can’t push you to look like fool
It is freshness of flowers that is brought
One understands it and it is never taught

Soon her reddish face was about to disappear
There was so much pain to bear
I could see her murmur but couldn’t hear
She must be thanking me as dear

She engulfed me through the day
I had dreamed of very good way
Alas! I could offer her rose flower
My gesture would have been the best answer

the mind does develop reactive feeling
it is natural to go for it without thought killing
What will happen even if we get total failure?
It will enrich you and make the way very sure

She was almost there with hands on her eyes
I could only stare at her and could not ask why?
She utter few words in my ears for acknowledgement
It was now my turn to make positive movement

Gul……flower

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I starred

I stared at that glaring eye
Somehow I was attracted but don’t know why?
She had magic eye with magnetic pull
There prevailed peace and lull

I could see it inviting
Passion and love was fully igniting
It was tremendous pull from unknown direction
She stood there with amazing sill and action

I could see some tears rushing
She was hardly in control about pushing
It surfaced with great pain and surprise
Wanted full assurance with promise

She is princess of her own state
Even though the sadness has come very late
She was with all the comforts and luxury
Until pushed to deception and treachery

May be it was god sent chance
She had not seen me even at once
I was to become her adorable friend
With all the happiness and joy till the end

It is not that she was not beautiful
She was attractive but not at all deceitful
It seemed she wanted to be all for good and faithful
I closed eye and wished it to be successful

Her eyes wanted full assurance and guarantee
That she will be totally yokeless and free
Breathe in fresh air like cuckoo
And I was the one for her to woo

Not that all our wishes come true
Even if we try honestly and prove
But nothing can stop us to be real one
That position can’t be taken by anyone

I saw complete shine on her shining face
I could find no tears with any trace
She was all for smile as with new happiness
She was ready to fly with in complete readiness

I will certainly miss those eager eyes
I may not be able to stay even with strong and earnest try
But I would offer her wings to fly in direction
Where she finds complete joy and happiness with her action

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Spell Bound Magic

I was put on fire
The moment you left to admire
Taken me to task and she peeped into eyes
I lost the firm ground when she really tried

This was not at all new
As I had little idea about it and knew
I had no time to look at her
But this gesture on her part made me to bother

Was it clear attempt or trial to woo?
But whatever the case may be, it was true?
I started to have soft feeling
As she had shown inclination and was willing

She was preferring to be my woman
I was taken by surprise as his man
She might have thought it number of times
But it never crossed my mind at any time

I was sweating under cool moon
As if standing under the hot sun of noon
May be it was first experience to have come across
But any how it was somebody's gain and somebody's loss

'What are you thinking dear' she gently uttered
She was firm in her stand and offered
All that she tried to make me understand
Beginning of new relation and end as friend

As it generally happens in everybody's life
She was entering life as an ideal wife
I too had cherished the dream of having her
But had no courage to admit and offer

I took it as natural invitation
It was aimed at building new relation
I concurred and conceded to her desire
As it was now my turn for her to admire

It is like magnetic pull
Passion runs high and becomes full
The beginning is very dramatic
As eyes do all wonders with spell bound magic

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What is love?

I was very clear in mind
So did not pursue much to find
The exact nature and feeling behind
Lick too was favorable and very kind

I was not in hurry
Was not at all engulfed with the worry
I knew its importance and never felt sorry
It was not worth at this stage to think and carry

I was single so far and had kept good distance
I could have fallen in love at once
It was creating some sensation in body
I had thought over it and kept it as concern of nobody

Every individual is gifted with strong will power
It might be enjoyed or exercised by only fewer
I had given less importance and placed it in lower category
It was causing me no concern or occupying the memory

I had analytical data of would be choice
I never wanted to make any type of noise
I had planned it to go in natural way
It had equal importance for legitimate say

When I met her first time at some meeting?
She had shown keen interest in greeting
It was first pulse from that direction which directly struck
I had to bow down silently and duck

She had powerfully hit me with her missile
It was magnetic pull with magic smile
I lost complete balance of mind for a while
She had left last impression with elegant style

The nature has balanced between pull and push
Any one out of them may make first rush
It may be first contact with little shyness
One may frankly admit it as quite openness

It is good and welcome gesture
As it paves for bright and possible future
Not only preference is given for strong alliance
But serious thought over matter at once

I do not want to leave it to the fate
As I am going to be very late
If she changes her mind at last minute
I may not have enough time to observe it minutely

Now I ha e come to know what the love can be called
The natural appeal or move can not be stalled
It has to be given equal response with respect
As it may near end to the final act

I am not dragging the feet
She is passionately trying to meet
I know it will be expected at an early stage
I will simply hold the urge and definitely manage

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Strange Land

How long will you remain in strange land?
People call it illusory, foreign and dreamland
I am unaware of this slippery world
Develop fear now with feet turning cold

I am unable to make out what you can just be?
Lovely, good looking, white in color or black tree
Lovely moon face or glittering shine on cheeks
I am confused now how to ask for and seek

Beautiful things with apparent show has always fascinated
If I am drawn towards then it must not be co-related
As I am normal human being with all worldly desires
If I seek, what has been just pulsating, must be admired

Oh, those diamond jewelleries on beautiful ears
Necklace on neck with all pomp and show without fears
Simple and elegant walk just to pull a man in charmer’s net
I think all works as magic play simply stare and bet

Female as whole is considered as divine form
We must be conscious of it and remain well informed
At every stage that role is magnificently changed
As an actor we play different roles as orchestrated and managed

At some stage we loose some of our common sense
When she has been seen as beautiful object with nonsense?
Whole concept of glamorization appears before eyes
We go deep into bottom and then all such fancy flies

Most memorable aspect of female is her beautiful face
Then good smile and well intentioned move to invite in race
If those things are coupled with little show off and smart move
There remains nothing to be worth trying to prove

Sometimes I shifted to her face and then to her temperament
She was elegant, beautiful and made smart movement
All these things made me restless and pushed to deep thinking
The stage had nearly come where I was about to go down with sinking

Well, this is nice stage where beautiful heart pulsates
So many faces come on screen, compare and equate
Force him to focus on certain dominant features and compel
Dream of beautiful company and expect it to go well

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My little flower

“MY little flower”

Christmas is fast approaching and nearing
Whole year we were threatened and fearing
What will be the forecast for the whole year?
Any how I dream about an hear some good music in ears

I wish to put many light on Christmas tree
With flowers boom around it to grow free
I love those pretty flowers in different colors
As if freshness has just arrived after showers

I wish to remain them in same position
With fragrance and smell in good combination
How cute and good they look to see with eyes?
Memory suddenly rushes in mind and make me cry

She had made first entry in our home few years ago
I was childless and it was entire the time hurting ego
Now so beautiful flower is in my garden
It adds to our joy and happiness even

Now when I look at her it adds to worry
I may be without her after sometime and feel sorry
She may have her own wings and fly away
She is indeed butterfly and searching the way

I wish her to grow in elegant style
Have her own way and move for a while
Who knows what will be she in days to come?
But whatever be the luck, she will always be welcome

Today I am decorating house with good faith
Wishing entire community and world with no more deaths
Let peace and harmony prevail among all walks of life
Let the life move smoothly and free from any strife

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Natural Woman

(gerry goffin, carole king, jerry wexler)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Looking out on the morning rain i used to feel uninspired
And when i knew i'd have to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day i met you life was so unkind
Your love was the key to my peace of mind
'cause you make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
When my soul was in the lost and found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
'till your kiss helped me name it
Now i'm no longer doubtful of what i'm living for
'cause if i make you happy i don't need to do more
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman
Oh, baby, what you've done to me! (what you've done to me!)
You make me feel so good inside (good inside)
And i just want to be (want to be) close to you
You make me feel so alive!
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, natural woman
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, natural woman
You make me feel, you make me feel
You make me feel like a natural, woman, a natural woman

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(You Make Me Feel Like A) Natural Woman

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Rome and Juliet

I rose from the bed and looked so sound
As if I was king of Rome and Juliet was around
I had sense of fulfillment with catch of precious jewel
It was not horrified but sweetest story to tell

I had ventured in another kingdom
I never thought of it and prefer seldom
I had heard many stories of fairy tales
The beautiful women were kept in captives and on sales

As the caravans marched on, there was hectic movement
The streets were full and presented quite amusement
My eyes were searching for only ladies kept in captivity
I had heard about their beauty and of fine quality

Though I was dressed in simple attire
Many joked on me with satire
What was I searching in this flash market?
I was just memorizing the good lines from the sonnet

Who would be my dream queen offered on sale?
I looked around anxiously with face almost pale
The worry lines crossed brazen face with anxiety
I could find no revealing face with variety

The long shout drew my attention
My eyes were pulled in that direction
There was prize tag on woman’s face
No one was able to pick the prize for race

I was almost stunned to find dream queen
She was almost there for whom I was so keen
Yes, she was the same adored and preserved
I had thought of her, desired and fully deserved

I put highest bidding prize beyond anybody’s reach
It was double combined to all of them each
She was almost mine now and adore the crown
I sensed the honor and felt the pride of own

It is dreamland where all meet with preferential treatment
All are found around to make the beautiful movement
You are the king and everything move as per your desire
All courtesans and servants stand in queue to admire

Such is fallacy in one’s own kingdom
You have no restriction and full freedom
Your word is law and strictly binding
There is seldom any excuse finding

What makes person in real life to dream?
Few troubled moments take him to swim
It takes him to different land for finding the solution
It is state of weak mind which lacks the firm resolution

I was still in king’s role with beautiful queen
Morning was very pleasant and all were happily seen
I sense trouble the moment to find in real world
I was to be no where in palace and developed the cold

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To a Friend

I had made promise
To be friendly and nice
As her name stood well for name
I sincerely praised her and never blamed

Today she has her birthday
I wish it to become shining and special day
All relatives and friends may be wishing
I need my silver button to brass with polishing

What would is ay to her?
A bouquet in hand to offer
With wishes of long life
Peaceful and sans strife

Smile costs nothing
It conveys beautifully something
If you can offer little happiness
That may reflect cleverly on your face

I would wish you to be friendly
Never a thought in your mind to reveal sadly
That can be real wish on this very beautiful day
Keep always in mind of never going away

Not eyes, face or language may speak
They may only infuriate and make you weak
Just little gesture may make all that beautiful
Life then would be so lovely and purposeful

I may not like stars and moon
As they may disappear soon
But you may remain for long
Even if sometimes I may go wrong

Let roses not fade away from the scene
As it will be auspicious day to be seen
You may shine in your beautiful dress
A lovely smile to be watched on face

Smile you always bear and make it as habit
Many good things mar revolve around your orbit
You shall remain there as dominating force
I shall look with smiles at you of course

Wish your happiness may never fade
You may have all the way clear to trade
What you may not find always gone year
I shall wish you loudly in your ears

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Only Flower You Are

A sunbeam caress the only flower from my garden,
What a nice feeling, what a pleasure,
Than to admire the beauty of a flower,
And closing eyes to dream about it.
It's a sweet flower,
Which opened its petals,
To get the joyful morning dew,
And with its fragrance to stun me,
To bring into my heart its magic.
But the most beautiful flower,
That sit next to me,
It's you my love,
You are just a flower bud,
You are all i ever want to hold, ,
You are my dream transposed into reality,
You are my life, my joy.

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Unaware of the fact

I am totally unaware of the fact
As why it has deserted me to act
Why no words are pouring in as it used to be?
Why do I feel so helpless and not free?

Yes it is God gift to have grip on writing
No reason can be advanced for sighting
Everything is just before the eyes
One may not depict correctly even if he tries

Of course they may be deeply lying in corner
It has to come out later or sooner
But it has got no use if untimely composed
It will be simply rejected and totally disposed

Words can’t flow until it has free message
Water can not flow in river until has the passage
The well has enough of water in the belt below
It will remain there as it is and not allow

As the fingers move on the head in hair rings
It may generate melody and words may try to sing
It will send pulses to and fro and resonance may start
Align all activities in one action with live active part

As the earth has become barren
It may need fall of rain even
Dry words may find new energy in roots
The greenery may come up for good scenes to put up

Find it not hard to come out the songs
They may come at right time and not at wrong
Your heart and mind may keenly exchange
It will have good synchronization and able to manage

It will have full sweetness and melancholy
The depth of it may be felt and enjoyed wholly
Let artificial things cover as pure illusion
Poetry may flow with natural tune without any confusion

Poems are not just free flow of words
They are holy words spoken by lords
Not everybody can pick it with intensity
Only good poet may find its full use and utility

It may face temporary setback sometimes
It has too some lean and bad times
It may loose sometimes rhythms and tunes
The creator (poet) should not worry over it and fume

Give it a full justice to come out with some reason
Nature too functions well with every season
How the flowers boom in different colors?
The spring has quality to offer more flavors

Don’t be upset if some time the door is locked
Don’t lament if it doesn’t come up and try to click
It will find its way when cuckoo breaks morning silence
Your mind will be fresh and free from being tense

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An end to solitude

“You can’t hold the powerful wind
I shall easily slip off and you can’t find
I shall regret it and would definitely mind
Why have you made me so much attached and blind?

I move around and make you cool
You loose your smartness and act as fool
I still preferred to be in isolation and solitude
I can lament only about unpredictable attitude

I would love not to be intolerant and impatient
You drove me toward it and remained silent
I am feeble, weak and unstable in mind
How would I last long if you don’t bind?

Stay with me like strong and master
Make your movements known and faster
I shall have no apprehensions to fear
You try to reason out and completely bear

You feel there is no strong commitment
There is no foul play, treachery or abetment
I may cling to thoughts and different views
Still my love lasts for you and is very due

You may not give due weight and understand
You may too unilaterally not offer it and stand
I still considered you as closest friend
I have seen clear path with future trend

You are a visionary and foresighted man
Anybody would consider it luck especially woman
I am no exception and would love to fall in
You clear your self and emerge in clear win

Is there any use to express in words?
Will the complete things change in entire world?
Will our relation entirely turn in to cold?
Should I not expect your action very bold?

Let wind move with its direction
You think wise and put it in action
I shall redirect all attention on you
Let us see it gets on and moves through

I was moving with so much anxiety
You were there for me to stand in civilized society
I was going down with nervous thinking
I stared at sky and eyes started blinking

Come o, savior and take me away
You lift me in air and have your way
Why don’t you bath me in your warm breath?
What is still lying unknown and beneath?

You are still clear winner in my race
I am ready to stand brave and face
Even if I am not in vicinity to be traced
Your every action will be watched and graced

Darkness may not remain for ever
Light may shine and definitely appear
It shall make ever lasting impression
You may dip in water only to feel fresh after emersion

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My passion

For talks, not only days
but nights will be less,
years may pass by,
but never be the end,

No sea side, no public place,
Neither garden nor big palace,
Even not the country side more,
No hill top or no sea shore,

You are so sad,
because news are bad,
Your beloved is sick,
Not able to walk even with stick,

as the rose is in flower,
Bath is best in shower;
best friends may be fewer,
good shows draw less viewers

'Thoughts' most so in common,
Before I pen them she wrote it down,
expression in thoughts and most in action,
but still remain so calm and no more reaction,

Will she be same again?
Time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run so out,
something should be read about,

Will I be put to shame again,
uses words of respect often and often,
dear I find loss and no gain
Only to find out way to regain,

Should she show me face often?
Eyes may not sparkle again,
Face may reveal not any more,
Should I ask more and before?

She argues' face too may be veiled'
eyes shut but may not smile,
lips sealed and speak no more,
Actions only and words so sour,

Will my age be given and added?
Will his beloved be back again?
Fortunes should smile and no more pain,
what do I expect? Efforts not in vain,

Seven high seas and distance more,
How to come still next to your door?
Should I rush with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,

Still the situation is not so rife,
what more role left in life?
Fulfillment or hollowness to make her wife,
Edge will remain edge of knife

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An element of surprise

There is element of surprise
Even it is in sudden demise
Why does the sun always rise?
It can stay at home otherwise

So many things do happen or take place
They may prove disastrous even if you are not in race
You will have to deal it as fresh case
Not to loose the hope in any case

Is it not wonderful to be in this world?
All memories to be preserved and kept in fold
Why to worry about changing seasons?
It is varying from person to, person'

World may not end with our thinking
Thoughts may not stop with your sinking
You may drawn in sea or jump from sky
It will never end the question why

Try to be reasonable with simple fact
There is no use to offer resistance or to react
It may be your fate and must be accepted
Lines must be drawn choice must be opted

Future destiny makes you strong or weak
You should face the challenge and guidance to seek
You must stand alone in the lonely island
Must make it hospitable with many more friends

It may not bally your expectations
You may emerge powerful without any citation
It is your destiny and you must give shape
You should remain vigilant and never be trapped

Everything has its own time and future
It may rise and end with specific tenure
What are we thinking about future trend?
Try to adjust and make some mends

Have you ever ventured in hot sun?
Have you ever tried for shelter and run?
If not, then leave it for future option
Answer should not found before arrival of question

We get perturbed over slight setback
We don’t address it but make role back
Why do we think it as permanent tragedy?
Can we not laugh it out and make it as comedy?

Nothing comes out of despair or hope
Sometimes you may have to walk on tight rope
God has given us strength to change the direction
Go with firm determination and resolute action

Time may come when you will not look back
People will follow you for guidance and ask
It will be your finest hour to rejoice
You may be able to utter with strong voice

Wait for the day and time till it knocks your door
You must simply acknowledge and don’t try for
It has to come one day and make you smile
You may face the positive world when walk for while

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An eye sparkles

Eyes attract the attention ad make great impact
Two souls meet and make earnest pact
Live unto the end with some purpose
Make final bid to stay for long use

Why eyes speak so loud and clear?
What makes to result in push and pull?
Why there prevails calm and lull?
Why in absence of it life becomes bore and dull?

Eyes do all it in one stroke
There won’t be any fire or smoke
There won’t be any wind to blow
Water may calm down and silently flow

It is said eyes are reflection of pure mind
There won’t be any deception to find
It will be purely attachment of its kind
It makes everybody to feel proud and sometimes go blind

Brown eyes play havoc with sparkling light,
She was there Standing before me just to the right,
She was Inviting me very near but not to fight,
May be she wanted closer views with clear sight,

I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes sparkled as if deem lamps lit,
Why there was sudden interest to hit?
Muscle body with good physique

May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colors different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,

I too was ready for open meet,
Body was shaking and crumbling were feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
There was nothing was wrong for ground to explore,

Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry on her part was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt was sincere but confidence to lack,

Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow fast and not to sour,

Kind gesture was coupled with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition to ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
To grab the opportunity the time was right,

Soon was going to develop intense love and bond,
Deep relations to nurture and to be found
Love was to succeed to result in marriage,
Simple arrangement to be carried on carriage,

All went well with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understood with good rapport,
Extending good will with complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested the report

When I look back to find an answer and ponder?
No simple answer could be found but only wonder,
No clouds were there to make loud thunder
it was simple acknowledgement with easy surrender

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dew on rose

“What a lovely rose you are with shining cheeks”
“We all pray God sincerely and honestly seek”
I used to laugh sometimes at the funny comments
I was feeling little odd when heard same from gents

Why a natural flower can’t have blossom?
Why a man can’t look tall and handsome?
Why female only looked at with strange behavior?
These all things puzzled me as little child or minor

I was ignorant about dark side of the law
May be it had several lacunas and flaws
The beautiful things were praised on the face
But there used to be blind rivalry and chase

I may stand before the mirror and murmur
There may be no one to listen to comments or humor
I liked some of the comments from all
I used to smile freely and respond to the call

Alas! This smile was short lived
As if my feet were e held by someone when dived
It was vast sea and depth immeasurable
I was sinking fast even though was fully capable

Some unknown hooligans entered the room
They found nice flower at its zenith with boom
What they had in mind with concern to beauty?
God only knows but I heard them saying as cutie

I was laid t ground and forcibly molested one by one
My cry went in air but not heard by any one
It was end of a flower that had so much to offer
Whole life in pain and endless span to suffer

What will I be caring as life lasting impression?
Is it curse to look beautiful and needs discussion?
Why can’t it be allowed to blossom in full view?
Why is it so that compelled to vapor like morning dew?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A song for

I haven’t seen her face
Still I am in race
Prayed God for his grace
I must find her or trace

What a magical pull?
There prevails complete lull
Cool breeze laden with heavy dews
I wait for her creation to review

She is really a spell bound
Fragrance of flower and nature’s sweetness found
It looks so logical and sound
I feel she is somewhere around

Lovely site with beautiful creations
To the point with no more questions
It is an end for earnest quest
She is with me by a simple request

Her gesture and feelings are very warm
I have found her without any harm
I can feel the pulse of her heart beats
She is in creations with unsurpassable feats

Where will I really find?
Hear her words so kind
What is actually worrying my mind?
She is virtual heavenly gift for blind

How to sing song in her honor?
How to remain admirer and lover?
She is silent flow of the river
I am caught up with fragrance fever

She may not be near and to be seen
Her poems are spell bound with new scenes
It shall remain as precious treasure
I am elated with joy with no way to measure

I have determined to g it alone
My garden should not be devastated by cyclone
Let flowers of all colors boom
I shall sit and enjoy in room

Don’t stop your views to air
It may be totally unfair
I shall watch it to come through window
I have waited enough for it to allow

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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And I asked

How are you and where are you? ‘
Would you mind if I ask something to you?
Urge ran high so I asked you,
Do you think it right if I so ask you?

You were so nice and dear,
You are far away but still I could hear,
Pain is running high but I will have to bear
I can find no means to stay very near,

Did I try to displease or tried to offend?
I have lived so simple and also tried to mend
flowers and roses have found their way
I could find no easy way to offer or say

I dreamt about you and thought of your glamour
You may be as beautiful and delicate as flower
I wanted to ask you the same for an answer
I was hesitant to get reply from you however

I could make little imprint in the mind
I tried to draw different lines to find
Exact picture of you for my satisfaction
Still it was distinct possibility and out of question

I asked the one from you for simple reference
You were annoyed and drew different inference
You were averse to meet my demand
You gave cold reception and took me to remand

You declined for a simple photo,
Even I had no bad intention or motto,
still asked for a flicker,
But alas! You proved as tinker,

had it not been the business in your blood?
You would have rushed to me like flood
Since I was sincere and gentleman
You were acting s perfect business woman

Do you consider love as commodity?
Do you find nay use in its continuity?
I have always considered it as strong bond
I am like fish and can’t live without pond

It must result in happiness with a reality
It has to be reunion with rare quality
Let us not create any rift or look with farce
Let all heavenly bodies smile at us including

I have found in you always a rare treasure
it gives enjoyment which can’t be measured
Safety and security I always assure,
but you buckled under normal pressure,

what would happen next I don't know?
In a prayer I wish her happiness and bow,
Still it remains mystery for no reason
It can puzzle me more as person

You may stay calm and cool,
All will be fine and I only remain fool,
I wish it to happen sincerely
It will be good combination and considered rarely

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Am very happy

Internally I was very happy
This was spoken to me by many
Hopefully I looked so cheerful
Everything around me looked so beautiful

It has natural impact on human mind
When they have easy way to feel and find
How nice one feels when treated very kind?
Even nature greets with blowing wind

This comes not as surprise
It was daily taking place with sun rise
It had no tag attached with price
It was really worth to feel very nice

To add feather to cap someone proposed
I had no idea to be thought over or tossed
It was just put forward for acceptance
I was feeling nervous at once

No one had dared so far to have liberty
To come closer and have affinity
I was peace loving and believed in amity
This clearly proved my resolve and ability

I was longing for beautiful company
I dreamed of some one to accompany
I did not ask but certainly wished
But the matter did not end or finished

Such idea was never scoffed at or began
It was mooted all of sudden
I was not caught unaware with surprise
The speculation was on card and gave rise

These are most beautiful days
When some one dreams of beautiful ways
It may take everybody to think again
The matter is mixture of happiness and pain

This is the only delicate phase
When parents continue to think and are not at ease
They have something in mind for total security
They want to settle it before attainment of maturity

It augurs well with fantasy
You may dream many things but it is not easy
The destiny will shape in its own way
Willingly or unwilling it will keep you away

I had tried several times to choose my own course
I had blessings too from everybody of course
But things can not go as per planned way
It will start playing cruel in strange way

Every natural action has got its own reaction
It is equally matched with action
What bothers one most is its take off place?
It may end in not saving the face

The flowers may also fade as day nears to an end
The attitude and look may change with new trend
It is natural law for all to face sunset
There is equal share for everybody to get

It may have happy ending
The rules are applicable and binding
We ignore only what is bad
There won't be any time for feeling sad

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Sir, Good Morning

“Sir, good morning and God bless you”
I was in half asleep and half awake but not through
This caused me no irritation but brought to immediate sense
It was about to be fine morning and had no reason to be tense

Some one was standing half way in the door
May be woman in her thirty but seemingly poor
I was delighted to see her with innocent smile
It was enough to cause me happiness for while

I was on tour and had come with such encounters several times
It never caused some kind of embarrassment any time
This was the healthy practice followed from ancient times
Well preserved and traditional custom to forget bad memories sometimes

I liked to venture on open road sides in new cities
Many children may rush to me with smile and niceties
I will never look at their appearance or dress
It will make me so glad and happy with smiles on their face

“Gentleman, what can we do for service”?
What an elegant way of asking with full confidence and promises
World has definitely changed and adapted to new awakening
It is pleasing to ears and really heartening

Such kind gestures were in existence even this before
We must adopt it in our day to day life therefore
What can it cost if we offer simple words of gesture?
Certainly a promised stare in return for sure

Flowers are best medium for exchanging good will
They are accepted by all and in existence still
Some of the flowers with fragrance spread the message
Their imprint on book even adore the headlines on page

Whenever I find some response with flowers
I feel enough of joy as if experienced in rainy showers
What a magic does it create in body and mind?
How to express it in words as I am unable to find?

Some of the countries have fine tradition of welcoming
You may really be overwhelmed and feel home coming
Those words may sound like echo and refresh the memory
Well, sound enough to remove stress and slight worry

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