A certain belief
I was guided by complete faith in certain belief
I used to get many tips or certain brief
It was helping to come to the near solution
I too was helped by strong resolution
Though it has ruled me from the day I gained conscience
I am not blind or averse to the fact of science
Some of the facts have definitely influenced
I my self have taken some decisions and distanced
It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination
She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honor
No more surprises but considered need of an hour
Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?
I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak
It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
She has s o much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears anytime as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop it and see to it not go in vain
She has complete universal expression on her face
So has so much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live with and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated and expressed in voice
The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can’t be measured by standing only on sand
You got to swim across the sea and dive to the sea bed
Hidden innumerable treasures found in form of while blue and red
Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings better in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings even if bitter pills to swallow
She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny
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Dilemma
It shakes my faith towards philosophy of life
Many times I thought she could have been better wife
Seconds later it turned out to be best suited for inspiration
Emergence of perfect shadow in mind for imagination
She might have refused outright the proposal
Matter would have ended without any disposal
I wanted it to mature with dignity and honour
No more surprises but need of an hour
Her eye brows are simply seen as unique lines
Why do I think they are perfectly in match with mines?
Do the eyes convey any special greetings?
Is it simple invitation for secret meeting?
I am unable to guess what her minds may speak
Thousand of thoughts cross over mind and sneak
Sometimes they puzzle me for future so bleak
It shivers me from within as if I am feeble and weak
It seems she has no refuge to seek solace and confide
So much pain in eyes but could not hide
She may burst into tears as unexpected rain
Her tremendous efforts to stop and not go in vain
She has complete universal expression on face
So much pain and anguish for unreasonable race
She has her own world to live and rejoice
Not letting her emotions to be translated in voice
The language is not so difficult to understand
Vastness of sea can be observed only on sand
Must swim across the sea and dive to the bed
Hidden treasures in pearls, while blue and red
Well no need to struggle to know her better
She can pen down her feelings in letter
If not possible then try to read or follow
Soothe her feelings …………….
She is in her complete command
No specific request or particular demand
May be she is in search of honest company?
No one can impose a will or access deny
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not to end
I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend
Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way
I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?
Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath
I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry
It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival
Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall
To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?
I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage
It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate
To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Is Simple
Love is simple thing to understand
Whether you sit down quietly or stand
It will emerge and always come on surface
There will be sign and all over traces
It has blessings form divine spirit
There is hope even from dimly lit
It may be high or powerful light
It has to reveal only its might
You have desire to go His fold when you pray
You may be unknown for what the future course may
Still you have full faith in his future guidance and way
Love has to succeed and permanently come to stay
Why has it been permanently equated with God?
Is there anything wrong with it or involves any fraud
It is simple way of longing for true love with feelings
Meeting of two souls getting together and willing
Whether it is raining, earthquake or flood in rivers
In freezing cold where complete body shivers
Under hot sun where head try to break in pieces
Get simple joy of meeting with complete peace
Even prayers offered to God are not sincere
Some thing is hidden in heart with complete fear
Love drives them with force to reveal everything
Clearly to speak and open up to gain something
Air and cool breeze even doesn’t disturb for moment
Passers go by gently without passing any comments
They are deeply involved with the lovely life to be spent
Consider the chance as holy one and heavenly sent
It is mystery and yet to be solved with reasons
What makes a person to fall in love in any seasons?
What is that magnetic pull principle or behind the pull?
What makes their life so entertaining with happiness in full?
Love has no eyes to see cast, creed, color or religion
It has nothing to do with nation, country or any region
It may cross any barrier to over come the hurdle
No worry for rough weather dangerous sea or ships to turtle
Looking at vast sky for simple approval
Wish for blessings without any removal
Let God shower his mercy with kind eyes
Love to reign supreme devoid of any cries
Love to live with complete faith is real love
Complete system goes round and revolves
It has its own way to come up with challenge
It has deeps roots and nothing to arrange
Love is no less or more than prayers
It has relevancy in its own spheres
It has strong bond of intimacy
Love in all forms establish supremacy
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A princess of heart
Hi, princess of my heart
I don't know how to start
Can it be through invitation?
Or by an imagination?
You have lived in my eyes
I would never dare to say bye
Come and adore my thrown
You can be considered best of your own
I don’t know about the magic
You created a lovely music
I am sure it was lovely spell
I certainly liked and felt so well
There may be hidden message
I saw it as clear passage
It did create magic pull of age
I was out for it and unable to manage
Would you respond it through your blue eyes?
My imagination goes beyond limit and flies
Can you make it complete success?
I would love to have full access
It is definitely pull and push
I want to make it as no rush
I see the hidden beauty in thick bush
Acknowledge and beautifully finish
Will you try to forget?
Or allow my feelings to let?
The goal I have already set
I shall open it when we surely meet
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Credit
You want credit for my efforts?
Sure.
That is no problem at all!
If it had not been for your lies
And backstabbing ways...
I doubt if I would have found
The motivation, desire and inspiration,
To lift my head up each day.
With your abilities to spread vicious gossip,
Involving my relatives and 'past' friends
I would not have achieved what I have done.
During those times I was alone,
And in emotional pain...
I have you to thank!
You are responsible,
For bringing God and me closer together!
You have no idea how much that excites me.
And now that my suffering and persistence,
To overcome what you intentionally have done...
To destroy me is behind me now,
I can rejoice that my faith is very strong!
You helped to usher into my life,
A complete confidence...
And peace of mind I now have!
No one can take that away!
I thank you.
And give you all the credit for it!
You have been an absolute blessing!
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A birth and death
Several deaths in single birth and death cycle
all religious books speak the same including Bible
who can deny the existence death probability
that has been made permanently the continuity
Human beings are always guided by emotions
they emerge in the form of innumerable questions
it may strike as everything is at stake for the future
life is uncertain and nothing can be taken for sure
This leads to imagination as how the life would shape
life would move on smoothly or prove as trap
at every stage it may appear as if the end of journey
you may feel very poor even after having enough of money
No one may comfortably say that he is not afraid of death
he may not be in position to proclaim he is weary of wealth
he too may say falsely that he can withstand any type of wrath
he can do all with the simple reason that he does not believe in faith
It has been clearly laid down that death is complete surety
it has to be faced by child, poor, rich or even mighty
it is of no use to loose the ground at every stage
it may be countered if life at every page
Birth is reality and we have been ushered in new world
the life may be shaped by others who will continue to hold
all cards and bring us up in the realistic atmosphere
even though it is full of challenge, agony, pain and fear
it is realized and understood that life can't be brought to an end
we have to adjust to the scenario with little or some amends
how could one thing of bringing it to stage of collapse?
even if he has to face so much hardship and remain tense
It is not bead of roses that you may be heavenly gifted
it is sheer your efforts that may help the standard to be lifted
not all may be lucky to survive the onslaught of fate
some may get the fortune early of life or very late
It is futile to think of death at every moment
you should not fall prey to defeatist tendency or movement
when we know that life is destined for something new
you have to make concerted efforts and renew
One one birth and one death in complete life span
no second thought or idea must work as plan
it will be cowards death every time
this is drawback and will be considered as biggest crime
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Any magic there
is there any magic behind?
Why I couldn't find?
why did I stay spell bound?
what was new in it to be found?
well, I don't know
I have decided to throw
Complete weight and go free
Watch it quietly under the tree
I don't know what he may do?
The feelings are very true
The delicate phase I am passing through
He may also be feeling same too
I have become feeble and weak
what more do I long and seek?
I am completely lost in his charm
i see bright future and no harm
Eyes bright up when he enters
I loose the nerve and simply center
rush to greet and to be lost for ever
whole body is shivering with fever
I simply fall for his embrace
eyes meet and close the face
complete silence with only whispers
words move on and act as strikers
Nothing stands on the way as gap is narrowed
No more dictates as simple rule is followed
Not to loose again but everything to gain
it may go on as events move in chain
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Live without him
I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure
I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just
We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/
I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult
I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed
We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?
I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something
We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered
I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife
We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage
There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought
It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think
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Where I'm In FAITH!
Within a place that creates completeness in oneself,
a place that needs no obstacles,
a place that needs positive reaction,
negative resolution, and stressful elimination:
powers within oneself to have faith
in the faith G-d has for me.
Seeking a miracle is a waste of my time
for the miracles that come to my life
are truly the miracles of creation,
creation of a strong black woman
who can make all things happen,
who can provide for her family,
who can live without the idea of dying
due to destruction seen before her.
I am a miracle in itself as are you,
our faith in ourselves will benefit us
more than the faith we have in what can be done by prayer;
having faith in what we can do to make our prayers reality,
many of our questions have answers,
having faith, and the courage to know the answers are a given,
we are from the breath of the almighty,
we are the world, we are what he has faith in.
Looking for an easy fix is the thought of an addict,
for I am not an addict for life, I am a solution for living.
Look within my eyes and see the miracle of creation,
copyrighted by God himself,
the creation of perfection in his eyes;
Life was given to us as a gift, as a lesson,
a learning experience
with that gift
we were given the ability to survive,
some survive some just live;
I am a survivor, a creation that makes me full,
full of complete joy for I am a gift to this world,
to myself, to nature, as the world,
and nature is a gift to me;
I am a child of God
with that I know my prayers have answers,
before I ask he gives,
he gives me the ability to be the strength
that you seek,
the power that you need,
the fullness of the empty glass,
the waters that flow, the air that blows,
the rain that pours, the heat that warms
I am a miracle, as are you,
see within your reflection
as your creator seen when he gave you life,
be strong, don’t blame, don’t worry,
do all that you can to make your life the best you can
for the faith that he has in you
can never be measured by numbers
the faith he has is you is much greater
than the faith you have in him,
for he is the almighty,
you are simply the creation!
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I Write In Lead Part 2
You see I write in lead
cause having poetry impact my life
Everyday is empowering
Can't complete a thought 'cause
Before I can access feelings stored inside
My mind is weaving another strand of meaning and context
'Cause Poetry's deciphered my semantic properties
Unraveling down to the morphological units
Unlacing more of me
And that I don't need a pen
To bleed thoughts of truth
Let me know cause I don't understand
Can't put into concrete thoughts
My grasp of linguistics no longer suffice
To decode the relationship between
Mind and hand
pen and poet
Carefully marking down gibberish
Only understood by the two
I guess that's how it works
Some things have no outside reason to stand
But the only one that comes from within
An I write in lead cause
I can't get out the right pattern of words
I keep erasing
Always in search of a better way
To state how it is that I
am processing poetry
I don't want to use pen
cause fact of the matter is poetry
Shakes the profound core
My factory of thoughts
Engraved permanently in paper
Leaves no space to illustrate
How poetry pushes me to the edge of language
And then I realize
The edge is more like an extending bridge of vocabulary
I can continue building letters
Making meaning
There's no saying
Where interpretation will stop
That is what
poetry is
Making my hand ache
but the thought of not scribing
Leaves less space
For our bridge to extend
Connect To find a better way
to spill my insides out
Poetry's my speech therapy
Cause the more I interpret poetry's word
the more I record how its being comes forth
tough and registers in a soft key
Through syllables
The more clearly I see
through the lens I read
The world and my synthesis
is me
I want to take all of poetry in
So it lives endlessly in meaning
If the path of our voices crosses only momentarily
I'd like for poetry to still live through my expression
Aiding the love affair of
Mind hand and heart
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Romantically Ruthless
i have the organs and the ego of a sinning man
but like a woman my emotions are a spinning fan
you may find this had to believe
but love is just not enough for me
he gave me pain with complete honesty
even though i find this hard to believe
why do i try so hard it's never ever enough
he put all his faith in me and still made life so tough
strip me naked and taste my dignity
hide me in the love of my pain and misery
never again will you ever leave
it's just not enough - I can't let this be
you gave me death with complete honesty
even though i find this hard to believe
why did i try so hard? it was never enough
you put all your faith in me and still made life so tough
i have the organs and the ego of a sinning woman
but like a man my emotions are strong and cunning
you may find this hard to believe
but love is just not enough for me
she gave me pain with complete honesty
even though i find this hard to believe
why do i try so hard, its never ever enough
he put all his faith in me and still made life so tough
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Secret Meaning
An impish grin on a strange Puckish face,
a message meant for another caught my
eye, I smiled at the beautiful sentiment of
hope rekindled, the belief in unblemished
goodness expressed
This is exactly what I have faith in, to find
my ideas reflected in the words of complete
strangers is such a relief; it means my feelings
are universal, millions still cherish the hope that
keeps my dreams sweet
That guides my steps as I seek answers to
everything that makes me wonder about
the secret meaning of life!
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Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
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I need not explain
I need not explain my conduct to any one
As I am responsible for everything done
Human being alright but sole master
All the acts to be performed as an actor
Many times I receive conflicting signals
Soul and mind doesn't synchronize its arrival
One may say go outright and other may restrain
I shall then pass under confusion stage with pain
It has lot more to do with reasonable stand
Somewhere with the fear that others may not understand
I want to make my life as living tale
So shine remains on face and doesn't reflect pale
I must be noticed as ordinary man
Hundred percent down to earth as human
Where god also must realize its importance
To come here as noble man and take simple chance
Earth is beautiful refuge to seek
Even god has felt himself as weak
Lots of pain undergone by human being
Same trauma felt by poor s well as the kings
I know I will be no more
The seconds after therefore
Who knows I shall be failed to anchor
Half way to sink before reaching the shore
I must know what I am here for
Live accordingly and log for
Search the reasonable way and live
Let there be any faith to believe
I may be called water bubble
Life full of agony and full of troubles
yet will power to survive and swim
Even for a single second never forget Him
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A test with one eye
A test with one eye is formidable task
You may go in for search and ask
It is staring eye with lot many questions
It may not set in with good equations
Can world be explored with one eye vision?
Will it make enough probes with comparison?
Can it make in roads with complete liaison?
I think it may not be best way or suitable option
I was amused at the use of one eye by a friend
She was visionary and saw it with horrible end
The world was not the same to live and enjoy
She imagined it as beautiful place and full of joy
Something was still missing and her eyes refused to believe
She was not contended with and did make her to relieve
The love corner was occupied with hatred and prejudice
The holy feelings were taken over and termed as merchandise
She tried to close one eye and observe it with one eye
There was misuse of everything and everywhere and could not question why?
Her eye was moving in all the direction to find an easy answer
No one could satisfy her and found nothing from viewer
It was her hunt for noble cause
I was definitely peace mission because
An eye could penetrate and search for solution
It was firm decision and had come with strong resolution
One eye had limited scope to cover the area
The closed eye was blocking the plea
There was complete dark at the base
This was happening under the nose
Something she was unable to perform or observe
She was going for it with all the energy in reserve
She had firm belief that world may wake to the reality
She may find the world with tolerance as main quality
How many wars have been fought and won?
Have they bettered the world or helped any one?
Why does my eye must see the intolerance and hatred?
Is it considered as noble, desirable and sacred?
She decided to close one eye forever
She had option to visualize however
She did it for entire world to shun the violence
They needed the world to be observed through lance
How many peace loving people may be living with such noble aim?
Who can remain aloof from all consideration and still not claim?
How many can observe self imposed discipline and visualize the scene?
Will it be worth while to watch the people loving each other and seen?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Closely guarded
It is closely guarded secret
Thought should not be allowed to let
At improper time and place be
At what ever the case may be
I would not claim it to be God gift
You made little change and shift
You are now on some other plot
The mind is occupied with slot
Here it can be termed as unusual
This can not be developed as casual
It requires tremendous skill and grip
The writing must cut through and make others weep
The mind gives away only when you think of generosity
This is one of the most desired qualities
A poet must feel at heart and his pen must shake
The moment he feels that his thoughts are fake
I weep at the plight of the poor farmers
They are our guardians and real charmers
What we are today is really a recognized gesture?
He is there for us to offer a secure future
My pen shape the words in anticipation
As it has feelings and direct relation
I feel at the close of their hearts
What a lovely belonging through my writing art!
How can I stop any one from gaining access?
How can I show displeasure and other lines on the face?
What would they bring with them for me?
I have thought over it and made them feel free
I feel every beat of their feelings
Their plight and agony is certainly killing
I owe my existence and piece of bread
How can I fail them for their emotions to read?
If at all I have to weep for their cause
It will be purely for their humble guess
One day someone may write and understand the plight
Give whatever is due to them without any struggle or fight
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A clear emotions
I tried to hide the emotions to put brave front
It surfaced again to counter and confront
Was that so difficult to suppress and confine
Nothing was going my way and didn’t look fine
Eyes were swollen and red with some pain
They were not bright as ever or looked plain
It carried so much behind it and reflected
Some one as if had deliberately inflicted
I understood the importance of being alone
Was not the life journey to be cut as one?
What was the use of showing it to the strangers?
I was in continuous rage and in anger
What would I tell if I happened to see him?
How will I hide the red eyes which will definitely beam?
Still it was far off to result it in reality
I was in his life a special entity
I still confronted him and expressed an ire
“What do you see in my eyes and admire
I shall be happy if you can just put it right”
He stood motionless but did not loose sight
I smiled at him and threw a poser
He read and understood it as composer
“I see complete sea deep treasure
But have no words to express pleasure”
I can see the anguish behind your good smile
You are deep in thought for a while
You think how would we cover an extra mile?
I promise to take you across meanwhile
I can read each and every word
Stand by you in the midst of any need
Come and join me and not run away or fled
Only the thing if you decide to come forward
That shall be the finest day and bright hour
You may swing around and dance on the floor
It shall be pity if I fail to read
It will be me only who will lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Absolution (Element Of The Ensemble III)
As I am following your footprints in the dead of night
The fog is thickening the air and as the rain falls down
I feel your presence nearby and as I search the grounds
I see you trembling with fear lying on the ground
I walk up to you, look into your eyes
I see pain and sorrow and that you will never rise
Regretting all events that you have lived 'till this day
There's no turning back, nothing you could do nor say
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
I reach out, touch your soul: I close my eyes to feel
The rumbling pain that runs within you, which now cannot be healed
Our minds are correlated in space of tranformed state
Your body levitates by my hand, I read your thoughts at infinite rate.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
You seek forgiveness from God and people surrounding
You've just realized the pain and sorrow you have given
Love was something you were getting, never giving
Now your soul is forever scarred and weakened
Soon, you will understand the time has come today
For you to learn from your mistakes, for you to learn the ways
Willing to see through the heart, beauty and brightness of the mind
Knowing how to use the sight, the ability to find.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
Chemical sorting and pair creation
Intervention takes place, memory to ashes
The mind reborn, you seek your true purpose
It lies within you...
I feel peace within as your soul meets a new world
A world where you may step up to a higher learning
Take my hand and walk down the path of forgiveness
song performed by by Quo Vadis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Neither the rain
Neither the rain was dropping slowly
Nor the storm was receding gradually
All were on me as if subduing forcefully
Yet I did not object as it was done successfully
This all has happened as you were man of my choice
Full of dashing personality and words of promise
Eyes reflected no hollowness but vastness of sky
It left me in no doubt to raise any question for why
It sent me shivers in spine
I was never under the influence of wine
You were by my side still I could not dine
Everything moved in order to feel me fine
Rain was heavily charging me with invitation
I saw some connectivity in relation
Your heavy arm made me to sink still further
I could think of nothing not even any danger
It was altogether a sweet pain with mixed feeling
I just thought it for while and showed really willing
It was inwardly raising me to the level
To break all the barriers and excel
It is frontal attack from all the sides
I run in happiness for feelings to hide
Nothing is going against me as crisis
There is tremendous force and emphasis
I sink further to his love and attachment
How can I deny it is not glorious moment?
There won’t be anything in future to repent
As he further advances to make final bent
I was sure of becoming it as real
Something was forcing to feel
In tight grip also I felt like to sleep
Tears gush out from eyes but stop me to weep
I go deep and feel some warmth
I feel freshness as if after taking bath
My lips fear some volcano eruption
It stops me thinking with disruption
It is no more crunch and let down
It is not simple game or fun
The whole world has crumbled on the feet
The eyes refuse to admit or greet
What would we feel when meet next time?
May be little spending on our object prime
Yet it will be more promising for future
I have to think over it and make sure
The world may not end here
It will take and lead us somewhere
I wish it takes me nowhere
Stop here or started from where
I say no and sink further
He is no my everything and leader
He will take me to wherever he likes
No thought enters my mind now to strike
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Fragment
Maiden, thou wert thoughtless once
Of beauty or of grace,
Simple and homely in attire
Careless of form and face.
Then whence this change, and why so oft
Dost smooth thy hazel hair?
And wherefore deck thy youthful form
With such unwearied care?
'Tell us - and cease to tire our ears
With yonder hackneyed strain -
Why wilt thou play those simple tunes
So often o'er again?'
'Nay, gentle friends, I can but say
That childhood's thoughts are gone.
Each year its own new feelings brings
And years move swiftly on,
And for these little simple airs,
I love to play them o'er -
So much I dare not promise now
To play them never more.'
I answered and it was enough;
They turned them to depart;
They could not read my secret thoughts
Nor see my throbbing heart.
I've noticed many a youthful form
Upon whose changeful face
The inmost workings of the soul
The gazer's eye might trace.
The speaking eye, the changing lip,
The ready blushing cheek,
The smiling or beclouded brow
Their different feelings speak.
But, thank God! you might gaze on mine
For hours and never know
The secret changes of my soul
From joy to bitter woe.
Last night, as we sat round the fire
Conversing merrily,
We heard without approaching steps
Of one well known to me.
There was no trembling in my voice,
No blush upon my cheek,
No lustrous sparkle in my eyes,
Of hope or joy to speak;
But O my spirit burned within,
My heart beat thick and fast.
He came not nigh - he went away
And then my joy was past.
And yet my comrades marked it not,
My voice was still the same;
They saw me smile, and o'er my face -
No signs of sadness came;
They little knew my hidden thoughts
And they will never know
The anguish of my drooping heart,
The bitter aching woe!
poem by Anne Brontë
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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