A beautiful object
The most beautiful object from the nature
To see for for self and make it sure
Its revelation is simple and pure
Eyes make its presence and assure
Everybody has realized this fact in the world
You can’t neglect or put it on hold
The relation can’t be stored in cold
The initiative has to be very bold
The silence may speak thousand of words
The world can’t be won over by power of swords
Some warmth has to be felt from within
There there will be surrender and compete win
The rolling stones will be in motion
The place may be taken over by emotions
You may try to influence and prove best
Make it known as it is your final test
Who will speak for you and reveal
Who will hold it back and conceal
It will almost prove to be real
It may find its approval and final seal
Still the eyes may speak a lot
The consequences or result you might have not thought
Without reasons no wars are fought
It is acknowledged and reasons are not sought
Silence may descend as you feel the pulse
You may have strong urge not to repulse
The eyes may not speak but seek the solace
You got to make your hut as palace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As a World Would Have It
ALCESTIS
Shall I never make him look at me again?
I look at him, I look my life at him,
I tell him all I know the way to tell,
But there he stays the same.
Shall I never make him speak one word to me?
Shall I never make him say enough to show
My heart if he be glad? Be glad? … ah! God,
Why did they bring me back?
I wonder, if I go to him again,
If I take him by those two cold hands again,
Shall I get one look of him at last, or feel
One sign—or anything?
Or will he still sit there in the same way,
Without an answer for me from his lips,
Or from his eyes,—or even with a touch
Of his hand on my hand?…
“Will you look down this once—look down at me?
Speak once—and if you never speak again,
Tell me enough—tell me enough to make
Me know that you are glad!
“You are my King, and once my King would speak:
You were Admetus once, you loved me once:
Life was a dream of heaven for us once—
And has the dream gone by?
“Do I cling to shadows when I call you Life?
Do you love me still, or are the shadows all?
Or is it I that love you in the grave,
And you that mourn for me?
“If it be that, then do not mourn for me;
Be glad that I have loved you, and be King.
But if it be not that—if it be true …
Tell me if it be true!”
Then with a choking answer the King spoke;
But never touched his hand on hers, or fixed
His eyes on hers, or on the face of her:
“Yes, it is true,” he said.
“You are alive, and you are with me now;
And you are reaching up to me that I—
That I may take you—I that am a King—
I that was once a man."
So then she knew. She might have known before;
Truly, she thought, she must have known it long
Before: she must have known it when she came
From that great sleep of hers.
She knew the truth, but not yet all of it:
He loved her, but he would not let his eyes
Prove that he loved her; and he would not hold
His wife there in his arms.
So, like a slave, she waited at his knees,
And waited. She was not unhappy now.
She quivered, but she knew that he would speak
Again—and he did speak.
And while she felt the tremor of his words,
He told her all there was for him to tell;
And then he turned his face to meet her face,
That she might look at him.
She looked; and all her trust was in that look,
And all her faith was in it, and her love;
And when his answer to that look came back,
It flashed back through his tears.
So then she put her arms around his neck,
And kissed him on his forehead and his lips;
And there she clung, fast in his arms again,
Triumphant, with closed eyes.
At last, half whispering, she spoke once more:
“Why was it that you suffered for so long?
Why could you not believe me—trust in me?
Was I so strange as that?
“We suffer when we do not understand;
And you have suffered—you that love me now—
Because you are a man.… There is one thing
No man can understand.
“I would have given everything?—gone down
To Tartarus—to silence? Was it that?
I would have died? I would have let you live?—
And was it very strange?”
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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I Shall Speak
I shall speak of rivers
and I shall speak of streams,
And I shall speak of how they flow
and seep into my dreams.
All the waters pure and clean
purify my thought.
I think how marvelous that I've seen
that which can't be bought.
I shall speak of hillsides
and mountains as they rise.
And I shall speak of how they look
and brighten up my eyes.
All the rises grand or small
expand just how I feel.
I think how wonderful that I've known
what no one can conceal.
I shall speak of beauty
and I shall speak of love.
And I shall speak of how they mix
and take me far above
the ordinary happenings
and events that fill my day.
I think how fortunate I have been
when my breath was taken away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Beautiful Home
I was at home
When you came to welcome
I was just your lovely friend
And you wanted it to end
To come near as much as possible
End the quest and put seal on final struggle
You embraced and proposed for divine bond
I consented to it as I was very much fond
Till that day onward
You are living piece with all the words
I speak with you under the influence of intoxication
Well deserved words of thanks and with appreciation
Life would have been incomplete
Had you been not there with me to compete?
Life had posed many ups and down
We hade jointly accepted it and owned
I look back with happy smile
When you are with me even for while
I hold your hand and speak nothing
My eyes do the rest and speak something
I don't know what the world will be like
But with your company there was nothing to strike
You had filled my life with all the happiness
Any would blindly pass the words on face
What would have been my fate without you?
If I had to pass with troubled time through
You were an embodiment of strong rock
All the waves retreated after being struck
I have waited long for this memorable event
When you would be sitting next to comment
I must pass few words in your praise
'Oh, my lady you have made me enough to run after and chase
What a lovely lady and beautiful you were!
I was waiting for you in window to stare
Now I sit in lovely compound
You are seen with flowers and happily to be found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At Beautiful Home
I was at home
When you came to welcome
I was just your lovely friend
And you wanted it to end
To come near as much as possible
End the quest and put seal on final struggle
You embraced and proposed for divine bond
I consented to it as I was very much fond
Till that day onward
You are living piece with all the words
I speak with you under the influence of intoxication
Well deserved words of thanks and with appreciation
Life would have been incomplete
Had you been not there with me to compete?
Life had posed many ups and down
We hade jointly accepted it and owned
I look back with happy smile
When you are with me even for while
I hold your hand and speak nothing
My eyes do the rest and speak something
I don't know what the world will be like
But with your company there was nothing to strike
You had filled my life with all the happiness
Any would blindly pass the words on face
What would have been my fate without you?
If I had to pass with troubled time through
You were an embodiment of strong rock
All the waves retreated after being struck
I have waited long for this memorable event
When you would be sitting next to comment
I must pass few words in your praise
'Oh, my lady you have made me enough to run after and chase
What a lovely lady and beautiful you were!
I was waiting for you in window to stare
Now I sit in lovely compound
You are seen with flowers and happily to be found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Speak
Theyve given me a mission
I dont really know the game yet
Im bent on submission
Religion is to blame
Im the new messiah
Death angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Ive given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, youve got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave whats now behind
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow
The system we learn says were equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Lets tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, well burn the white house down
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak!!!
song performed by by Queensryche
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Evil Blind
He spoke audibly
John the baptist heard Him
So did the multitude
He is alive
In my heart
He is alive
In heaven real
Speak Lord
Let us hear
Your voice again
Speak through thunder
Through lightening speak
With your voice
Make dead men rise
And with the wind
Your spirit felt
Come down again
On earth we plea
In your presence
Evil blind
Touch us
With your love sublime
Your strength
And power we seek
Keep us
Strong tower
Eternally
O King make Satan mute
Break his frame
His kingdom destitute
(12/3/09)
poem by Buxton Shippy
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With Human Aspects
Eye that betrays
But still stays
In mind and at heart
Is it not a beautiful art?
Ensures somewhere to meet
A rare and remarkable feat
Where love reigns supreme
Meeting of mind and body is only theme
Some battles are fought
Queens at palaces are sought
Beauty and lust only reasons
What a thought in mind of persons?
Eyes a beautiful medium to enjoy the nature
Imagine a beautiful flower to come up for sure
Can that not snatch and take away evil thoughts?
The peace and harmony is really brought
What do we need in real life to see?
A nice surrounding and naturally free
Eyes to reach from end to another
Survey it with full care and nothing to bother
Eyes to compensate and cool down the rage
To see lovely things on beautiful page
Dream of world and crowning glory
Altogether different and nice story
What we try to see may not be real!
We may expect it as good deal
We may also be very eager to put a seal
But these all can be considered as unreal
Well less said is better
The effect can be seen alter
Nothing can be had by force
You may be left with nothing but only curse
Try to see it with human aspects
You got to command and get the respect
Eyes may speak everything
Reveal truth and hide nothing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Young Poets
You speak for the lakes, the trees and the birds
You say what they'd say if they had the words.
Make PEACE and be proud, choose well every choice
Speak HOPE and speak loud, you are Nature's voice.
Speak with respect now, for jungles and streams,
Speak for all wildlife and dream giant dreams.
Speak with great courage, speak up and speak out,
Write with a whisper or write with a SHOUT!
Stand up young poets for clean air and rivers,
Free verse or lyric; your message delivers...
Truth to the future citizens of earth,
Speak of your freedom your friends and self worth.
Speak for tomorrow and though you're still young,
Speak for the Forest, your pen is her tongue.
The world waits to hear your songs still unsung
Words posses power, you can write the wrongs
Teach us and lead us with Poems and with songs.
Speak now for nature, for trees and for birds,
Defenders of Earth choose carefullly your words!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Silence 1.
Most times when I'm hurt,
My silence speaks for me.
She speaks very loud;
Even louder than a megaphone.
I choose to be silent, -
When most things happen,
Not because I cannot speak;
Nor that my words have evaded me,
But because in my silence-
There's a challenging power.
Sometimes in my fears,
When my heart is filled with love,
And my eyes with tears;
I learn to love, just like a dove.
My mouth moves to speak,
But is suddenly cut short by silence,
Silence in love, silence in fear.
Silence in tears, silence in joy;
And when I'm in this mood,
My silence stands so tall-
Even taller than a giant;
She makes her way; -
Even more than spoken words.
Spoken words of loud emotions,
They meet my silence-
And they tremble in awe.
I could hear those words;
They say to themselves,
'How art silence so mighty? '.
poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka
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Your Silence
I have spoken long enough
I have spoken well enough
Now let me be silent
And see how Silence speaks
Hear the words unspoken
For you could never speak
And whenever I asked you
All I could ever hear, was:
Your Silence…
Yes, that very Silence of yours
Which sucked all my life out
making me feel miserable
day in and day out
Still I kept holding on,
hoping on and hanging on…
If you could ever speak
Yet you never spoke up
Instead, offered me a challenge
A challenge to a broken heart?
A challenge to a defeated soul?
Oh! How Ruthless you could be…
And still you ever want me
To keep hearing your silence
And make some meaning of it all
I told you long before
Silence never works for me
I am a woman of words…
It might work well for you
So be it, my love…
If that is what you call ‘friendship’
Let you be silent
And me be too
And we can still remain ‘friends’
For if you speak
And I speak too
Who knows, One day
We might become foes…
And I would rather die
A Friend of yours
Than choose to be a Foe.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Em 3
about you
what shall i say about you?
ah, i prefer my
silence
this is my cure about
you
yes, my silence
it shall speak about
you my silence
my very own silence
to speak about your
long silence
now we are at peace
in our silence
both shall speak about
us yes our silence
our marital silence in
the silence of our bed
the root of all our
troubles freud say is in
the silence of our beds
two beds now
four meters apart
speaking in silence
the silence of the house
and the chairs
and the staircases
and the carpets and
the ticks and the
empty glasses or those
cold coffee and
frozen butter.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A sense of deep feeling
I had the sense of deep feeling
Had strong urge and of course willing
But from inside something was killing
I could not decide whether it was end or beginning
It is strong human bond that forces for something
You might have got all or desired for everything
Still it needs warmth and special relation
If so then you are kind hearted person with such indication
It is not matter for open discussion
But make sure of it before having any passion
You must give fair trial for its durability
Such relation may only last long if has fine quality
Just pose a question where you are loved person
If so then what are the most probable reasons
Do you love your self than any body else?
Or is it simply infatuation or feelings very false?
There is no fun in rushing for quick result
You draw flake and sometimes insults
There are likely chances of failure
So make it reasonable to feel very sure
The intense feeling and eyes do the rest
You can read it and feel it as best
It has its own merits and demerits
You make sure where does it fit
The love is not a feeling to be prepared in advance
It takes place all of sudden and at once
No one knows when and why it will happen?
It is bound to take place if not desired even
It ahs fair chance of succeeding at any stage
Only it requires coming at the right age
As it is writing of words on new page
It is definitely a delicate and critical phase
One must make it sure that it is blessings
Not a single aspect must go unnoticed or missing
It is beautiful stage and must be felt immensely
It is God gift and must be treated as heavenly
It may have little sex angle or body attachment
But it is deep feeling with glorious moment
Some of the moments run along with mutual consent
But over all impact is understood and felt
I shall consider it as holy union
There is nothing wrong to seek companion
It is after all a strong bond with passion
One is ready for its acceptance and admission
I shall not deny its existence
The whole outlook is changed in its presence
You are stopped from doing something bad
Denial of its role may make you unstable and sad
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Speeeeeech!
does it make difference you speak in front of many people or alone
does it make difference you speech in historic place or in your toilet
does it make difference you are charismatic leader or unknown beggar from streetside
it makes difference you speak to clash conflict or for better world
it makes difference you speech bonded by past or to move forward
it makes difference you depend by fact or just soap service
does it make difference you read from text or speak fluently
does it make difference you speech in busy market or deserted mountain
does it make difference you write words yourself or scrap it from books and paper
it makes difference everybody exitedly listens or sleeps peacefully on their seats
it makes difference you have freedom to speak or prisoned by intimidation
it makes difference it gives effect or just a long boring speech
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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When Bullets Speak
When bullets speak
It ushers Silence
As all become weak
End of the sentence.
When bullets speak
More blood will flow
There's no Peace to seek
More Wars will grow.
When bullets speak
No one to counter
For the dead are meek
Lie in surrender.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Face May Not
Face may not reveal at all
You may be inviting imminent fall
It is evasive illusion spread around
With naked eyes it is never found
Silence cuts no much ice
Sadness may reveal no break of promises
Tears in eyes may speak nothing
Bubbles appear in water to say something
We pick nothing worthwhile and fall to trap
There are wide differences in perception with gaps
We take precautions wrongly and get deception
As we trust more and falter from the inception
Face may look so innocent
It may be hiding with lots of unsaid comments
Why do we cheat others and rejoice?
Keep wearing mask over head and feel so nice
So sometimes hard faces turn mild
They appear rude and cruel but turn very kind
They speak harsh but flow with kind words
Not advise you to fall back but move forward
It has to camouflage so many things
Sometimes to be retained without any dig
It should never surface on the face
It may become known and create problem in such case
Any how face is in fact a true mirror
It may speak of any fault or error
You may find it hard to contain
Calm posture is very difficult to maintain
Only the shroud person may survive
He may hold it for long and strive
For good and healthy relation
And at the same time give no indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Man Of A Thousand Faces
I'm the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Speak to a leader with the voice of command
And when I talk to God I know hell understand
I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
I'll Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Im the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone
I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
Im the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the Parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of Babylon
Im the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of Satyricon
You spend the money that my logos printed on
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like CNN
You see something once yknow its gonna come around again
Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of in
song performed by by Marillion
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Naked In The Jungle
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep it humble, else itll come unfurled
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
As I keep a-watching over, make sure no one can pass
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Some folks gettin too much, other just aint gettin none
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep em humble, else youll come unfurled
Lets go boy!
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Hunting Humans (Insatiable)
Justify, speak the lies, close your eyes
As we make love
Touch my skin, let the fun begin, once again
I hear your cries, rise oh rise
Feel the nails, tell tales trails across my spine
Beautiful
Silken kiss, on a night like this, who would miss
Our final hour
Closer still, close your eyes, see my world, it's animal
Insatiable
Velvet glove, unrequited love, find the words
And make them rhyme
One last dance, hypnotizing trance, a knowing glance
I love you
Closer still, lose your will, see my world, it's criminal
Insatiable
Things we hide, keep them out of signt, heard it said
It's unbearable
Feel my pain, taste my shame, who's to blame
Inexcusable
song performed by by Rainbow
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Only to disappear
You come very fast but only to disappear
Speak closely but not to be heard by ears
You just make lips sink and whisper
Nothing can be heard except to think it is murmur
You may come and go wherever you like
Yet that makes me to think otherwise
You have your reasons and must stick too
I shall uphold mine and prove true
You come at will and go as desired
But I am speechless and still admired
I don't know what can be the ground
Yet it appeals me to be optimistic and sound
I have intense urge
To speak with you and merge
Soul to feel as one
Dream about you only and none
It may not alter my opinion
About you to be nice companion
You are and were best as ever
Whether you stay here or there
I shall love for you and wait
As that can't be decided by fate
I may get you not in near future but late
I am prepared and willing to indicate
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A light of the day
I was weak and feeble to conceal
The feeling was intense and real
I could make it move with deal
It needed final approval and seal
It did not find the light of the day
It lighted but without powerful ray
Light could be seen but unable to find the way
Whom to hear? Whom to confide and to whom to say?
I felt for her and longed for closeness
She represented beauty and kindness
The moon reflected on her face
She was not at all in any race
What was she doing to world?
Silver rays with warmth and cold
Everybody wanted to go to her fold
‘Impossible to reach” as I was told
You are with your separate world
You rule there with complete hold
Surrounded by dimply light stars
No one wants to be near but stay very far
I fear for dreaming such unreality
I am sure for not showing any reality
It is still a golden desire
As I stand for it and admire
Can you hold firmly my hand?
Show it to all as our firm stand?
It makes me restless for complete night
How to show it to world that my stand is right?
I am not for shining moon?
I feel happy when see in the noon
Completely devoid of light and shine
Still it looks divine and fine
I am unable to control my thoughts
So many explorations are thought and sought
It does not come to any conclusion
At any cost I want her inclusion
Will her light burn me?
Will it make me feel so free?
This questions hound me for day and night
I have no will power to stay and fight
She has her own world and axis
She can search within and fix
How can she stretch so far and embrace?
She can’t be mine in any case
It is question of real and unreal
There may not be any upheaval
It is asking for unrealistic dream
It is like arresting the powerful beam
To love is not an unreal thing
As it has borne out of something
It was quest for searching the companion
It may end up with nice union
You may stay where ever you are
Though you may be away and very far
What love has to do with any distance?
When any one can have or draw the inference
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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