A clear reading
My heart is consciously bleeding
It is not used to for clear reading
I did not realize where I was heading?
It was for sure heads down leading
I am not at all conservative
Though I failed to be elobrative
As I belonged to native
I could not prove to be suggestive
We both fell victim to circumstances
We couldn’t learn antyhiing from past instances
She was completey a shy symbol
I too was new to school and just enrolled
We failed concevably
It ended miserably
We both longed and stayed apart
It was painful to deaprt
You are still hanging around
Your memory is still found
The heart chamber still hunts for your presence
It has remained vacant ever after long absence
The ship did not anchor at shore
We did nothing to explore
We left it to pure luck and fate
It slipped out of hand and proved very late
I had feared darkness and backlash
It was just bright soark and flash
It emerged and disappeared
It has still proved havoc as feared
Hearts can’t be different from place to places
It certainly leaves some traces
It has long spell of separation
It this stage it should raise no question
Love has proved to be legendry tale
It has never remained or dominated by male
It has been sincerely felt by both the character
The question remained who proved to be good actor
There is no room for any complaint or reservation
It has always been a very good observation
Love may fail or accomplish
it may not end with it or finish
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Among them all,
You have proved to be the best,
Your touch so warm and tender,
Your presence so electrifying,
To see you again I always anticipated
Among them all
You have proved to be the best
Among them all,
Perfection beyond reasonable doubt,
The silence that comes across,
Your breath so close and pure,
Your absence so painful and hurting,
And to meet again I always cogitated
Above them all,
I will always make you come first
To always hear, never fear
Always there to wipe a tear
In my heart you are so dear
Losing you, I cannot bear
To share and to care
This I promise
Among them all,
You have proved to be the best
To always love and be sincere,
Always there to stay so near
In my heart I have no fear
Having you I always desire
To love and admire
This I cherish,
Among them all,
I will always make you come first
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A joy is far off
The joy has disappeared and gone far away
The laugh has remained illusion and can’t be found on the way
The enjoyment has remained only in name without any purpose
There is no deliverance in anything and everything I have to assume or suppose
The patch up chance is diminished
The friendship treaty is finished
The peaceful meetings are over
Everything is exposed for the want of cover
I am mentally about to be finished
Everything is just in flames and vanished
There remains nothing but only ashes
It is only memory and no more wishes
It has come to an abrupt end
No happy news can ever be sent
No exchange of good wishes possible
The reunion is nearly impossible
The clouds are about to rain or are over cast
They were moving very fast
They were empty but showed as I full
There prevailed calm and near lull
It may be good sign or very good indication
I was really relieved from suffocation
It was proving difficult to hang on for nothing
There was distrust and everything in it was missing
It is nice to sever the relation if can’t go with trust
All the steps are necessary and comes as first
There has to be clear understanding and is must
It must appear normal and must go on as casual or just
I was always at the receiving end and suffered humiliation
There no sincere efforts from her side for reconciliation
I was pout to harassment for no fault of mine
She never regretted it and always felt fine
Life is two wheels o chariot
One can’t act as an idiot
They will have to move it together
No one should try to sabotage or try to alter
It can’t remain as one side affair
All niceties and decency is considered as fair
It has to be proved all the way along
Nothing should be proved contrary or wrong
It is bound to fail if any one proves to be insincere
It may be considered as treachery and attempt not sincere
It will send shock waves if it comes to tragic end
The relation may end and amount to unbecoming of friend
It doesn’t involve sexual feelings alone but something more
Both vow to stand by in critical time and sincerely adore
They will jointly approach the problem and earnestly explore
Everything will be settled satisfactorily and nothing will remain in store
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An earnest move
Once we moved hand in hand
Vowed to live forever as a friend
Sun too graced our honest drive
Moon also blessed for long to survive
We prayed sun never to scorch
Even in noon heat not so much
We need not to go in for the search of shed
We needed his presence when actually wed
Who will not want bright light in a way?
To work very hand for promising day
Result may come not in desired pattern
It may be start of new life and happy u-turn
Luck would not have it and we have to depart
It was tragedy and considered it as integral part
Had we not wished a stable and durable journey?
Why bitterness couldn’t be removed by use of honey
Some where we erred for simple reasons
Suited as an ideal couple and very good persons
Hell was let loose on us in rainy season
We were bogged down and failed to learn lesson
We had earnest desire still failed to compromise
On every turn we longed to stand with all promises
It may still be the step considered to be wise
It might have proved a doom instead of rise
I wish to return to native place
I don’t believe in mad race
It is to be considered as simple case
There may be ups n down as temporary phase
Words can’t supplement the agony
Luxury can’t be brought by money
It is how we take and except the challenge
It is right to accept fact instead to for revenge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An endless nights
Is it uncommon to think endlessly in nights?
I am unsure of what is wrong or right
I was I search of something and it was not seen
I tried desperately to look around as if was so much keen
I couldn’t sleep for many nights as thoughts kept on invading
The moon was overshadowed and had effect of cascading
The memory was getting full and some times fading
I had failed to grasp but kept on analyzing and reading
It was clear case of desertion
I was out from her list and posed a very big question
It might be remaining the same state of affairs with others
It was nevertheless peculiar condition and continued to bother
I tried to comprise on each and everything
We had happy married life and lacked nothing
The time was passing very easily and proving no night mare
It was heaven on earth and I preferred not to go anywhere
What was going on in wife’s mind remained complete mystery?
She was not at all pulling on well and I was feeling scary
This used to hurt me from within as I doubted descendant of gloom
She was having something in mind when I observed her minutely in room
One fine morning I found no trace of her as she was gone
I couldn’t read her note as it had devastating effect of cyclone
I couldn’t control the feelings and tears just rushed
She had bade farewell once for all and I was simply pushed
I was completely shattered and saw helplessly at the sky
I had no reason to feel frustrated but then also asked why
I surrendered to her wishes and gave fair trial
She never accepted me as her man and remained adamant on denial
It was complete breach of trust entered with holy deal
Everything was to be built in trust to look real
It is essential that married life must move on smoothly
There should be left no room to address it and must be spent nicely
She may have some reservation ion her mind
I tried all the way to analyze but couldn’t find
Even though I had remained throughout gentleman and kind
She had different views and found it as unfavorable wind
I was at pain to learn the things at this stage
It may prove very difficult to manage
Why such things should emerge at later age
Will it not be written as sad even on page?
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Ripples in spine
Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine
My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor
Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even
I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof
I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone
Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try
Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide
I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was
If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about
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Extreme corner
She held my hand firmly
No expressions but remained calmly
She was deep in thought and looked sadly
She wanted to say something but feared badly
Generally speaking, it is always one sided affair
Ladies suffer more and this one is totally unfair
Pain and agony kill them from inside
They have no means to retain or easily confide
I had spent very memorable moments
I flowed with her but remained silent
She wore deserted look and looked barren
I was experiencing hell in heaven
I tried to read her face between lines
She was unable to keep herself on sideline
She was about to weep with almost broken stage
I tried to console her as understood and correctly guessed
It was not all about my desertion
That was never feared and remained out of question
I am of opinion that relation must remain open and frank
But her cal composure made me to think and I slowly sank
She had never thought of illogical bond
Even though she remained firm and fond
I was from different cast and little inferior
More in age and looked more of senior
She feared backlash and reprisal
The dark clouds indicated their arrival
She sensed of some unforeseen consequences
Even though she was of strong mind with presence
Tears rolled out endlessly in mere silence
I allowed her to deplete sorrows at once
“We ere meant for each other and remain so”
I assured her with firm resolve to forget and forgo
Sometimes sentiments drive us to the extreme corner
Any good or bad things come in life later or sooner
But some lucky people get them as they wanted
And some suffer as they were meant to be suffocated
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Always miss me
You will always miss
My tender love and kiss
The story turned with the twist
It has remained only a mist
I had dreamed of a Little but
It was shrouded by mystery and but
You never came with good proposal
I only waited for your arrival
The dark clouds used to make me awake
The life and everything was at stake
The situation was about to make
It seems unrealistic and now will break
You were self centered
You had deviated and altered
Your original course and back tracked
Your promises proved hollow and faked
I know you might not missed me at all
As you had not responded to call
I had slipped and preferred down fall
You were still a mystery and proved wall
You were clever and very smart
You smashed and broken my heart
I have no reason still to feel being cheated
I have eagerly watched and waited
Will you come and make me happy?
Or will you deceive me like many?
I had full faith and strong desire
You had all the way preferred to admire
I clearly failed to pick
You were hell bent with to beat with stick
It was invisible blow to mind
I was unable to sense and find
Am I not at all so weak?
I feel bad but do not speak
I retain and do not reveal
With heavy heart I prefer to conceal
I wish it to be temporary phase
The fear and agony I want to erase
It is not allowing me to feel at ease
I wait for new energy to release
Let there prevail some change
Let him come straight and manage
I shall welcome him for various reasons
He is so close to my heart as person
I have never tried to find any fault
It was close secret and held in vault
It will not be spoken at any cost
You have remained close to heart and in mind uppermost
I shall not complain or shed the tears
I will simply watch and truthfully bear
The wounds inflicted by you as reward
I shall be anxious and look forward
You are not less than anybody
Still you hold special position as somebody
I found it quite amusing and pleasant
If would be doubled if you had remained present
I shall never be a dejected person
I have understood and followed every season
I know the tide will turn one day
I will feel happy in special way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How could I define
How could I define your presence in my life?
I witnessed turmoil and remained on edge of knife
Thank God you nearly saved me from public outrage
I was to prove my self as shame on the age
You did hold my arm and took to safety
You were so kind and proved all nicety
I was almost sunk in your absence
It was you who took me by surprise in everybody’s presence
I used to compare you with cool and bright moon
I enjoyed your bright less presence in the bright noon
You were there but had nothing of moon’s character
I simply adored you in my dream as ordinary actor
I should have been careful not to be spotted
All areas and points beautifully I had plotted
You were in all colors but clad in white
What I thought of you was a simple light
It did not turn up in sordid affair or failure
People tried to discourage and attempted to allure
It was you who stood fast and took me to your arm
What a lovely cool breeze but still feeling it warm
I had heard about features of dreamland
It was no different from the actual land
It was to be precisely the children’s fairyland
Love and joy to be found along with the friend
You were to prove so much as lovely friend
It was to brig all uncertainties to an end
I was soon to have freedom with my glorious present
Despair, unhappiness was to be away and remain absent
How many may be lucky to realize the dream
Harness the energy properly from directed beam
Is it not difficult to accept and treasure it as gift?
To continue it with ease without having any rift
I shall boost your company as personal victory
You never caused me any anxiety or worry
You saved me on all the counts and restored the position
We had very good union and strong composition
All those difficult years I found in you moon’s coldness
Smile always on face but equally covered with shyness
Black patches and sports reminded me always of illusion
It was only your firmness which made it as perfect liaison
I shall have endeavored to see it that it ends in the long run
Life is not turning into tragedy and looks like a fun
It has to have a durability which prevail and persist
I too pray for it and sincerely insist
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You were there
I may stand exposed in coming days
Had you been watchful in your way?
You should clearly asserted and preferred to say
What was right and how was I going to pay?
I tried to reason out with my own vision
There always remained doubts with confusion
I was little considerate and thoughtful
It went out of hand and I became doubtful
You were my heartfelt love destined to last long
Remained always faithful even when I went wrong
I found you to be eternal love with wholly flame
I was only to be responsible for all the blames
I found you everywhere wherever I tried to see
You were like stars seen behind the trees
Branches may shake and make some sound
You will always be there with little sound
I may try to understand the state of mind
Go to the depth of it, analyze and find
what can be most important for our existence?
The only truth or truthful insistence
Moon never tried to hide her face even if had a patches
You were perfect in all respect and was good match
I tried to cope up with you and nearly caught
It was useful lesson life had taught
I was unreasonable and did not try to understand
I should have stood by you and stood as friend
It was possible and did not require talent
I was blinded by mistrust and did not relent
We were doing fine on all counts
Bond was so perfect and did not amount
It had no chance to loose any end
We were to remain happy and it was clear trend
I failed to grasp her mood and faltered to show
I remained to self and maturity didnot grow
Clouds were getting darker and about to rain
All attempts to pacify her simply failed
I hope to listen to my heart one day
It may show me some way
Why it has failed to see the reason?
Why I hated her as person?
She was embodiment of love and affection
Her face bore innocence and carried the reflection
Why did I not just pierce through her eyes?
They carried the answer for all y why?
Was it not the welcome or acceptance?
Did she not show any importance?
She did all whatever she could do
I was only left to prove it as true
I must repose trust in her
She is all for me here
Where will I be taking her from now?
I know it from heart and how?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A primary knowledge
The knowledge of past history would have remained just an illusion
Had that not been taken over by saints and philosophers without any questions?
Where was it to be stored in the absence of required material and facility?
Still it was there foresight and future vision that it remained a subject of nobility
Why was it needed at all when human was capable of thinking it alone?
If the ability and knowledge was the only answer then it would have not been done
It was felt necessary to keep it retained with saints who kept them alive
In spirit and in its essence to make the life worth and to live
I am of the opinion that vastness of size does not matter
The sea has enough of treasure which has remained unutilized for ever
So if knowledge is to remain untapped then it will be unfortunate for mankind
It is simply nutrition which is essentially required for the growth of human mind
We are provided with an extra sense of observing the minute change
Only book knowledge may not help to understand it better or manage
It has remained our previlage to know it from renowned or knowledgeable persons
As knowledge has not been confined to books and advanced to us with reasons
It is advocated often and again that life is full of mystery
No one can draw or define it with short summary
All the more it has become important and necessary
Everything has been inscribed now clearly and not remained as history
The knowledge has remained consistently as source of inspiration
It has provided ladder to scale life steps with joy and elation
At no stage it has deserted or deceived and proved us very wrong
It has built belief, provided relief and helped to come out very strong
It has never been confined to religion base alone but to scientific field too
It has witnessed tremendous change and decisively gone through
It was not source of discontentment but inspiration and rejuvenation
It has crossed all the boundaries and now become important for inter nations
It is sheer luck that we are gifted with all documental evidences
Many glorious events of past are quoted as an examples or instances
It is nice to feel pulse of past and feel very proud
It speaks of rich heritage and also of strong ground
The past knowledge has survived
The old link is maintained and revived
We can stand erect and claim rich
The same can be passed on or reached
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: The ‘Wise’ Fool!
Your mind was busy thinking, things of own;
Your heart was not present in doing good;
Your body functioned in ways lustful known;
Your soul remained as sinful as it could!
Oh, man of experience and worldly taste!
You seem to forget God’s awesome power;
You failed to keep your body and mind chaste;
You nipped the buds before they could flower!
You never feared the God who gave you years;
Your tongue used disdainful words with freedom;
Your eyes were blind and deaf remained your ears;
Your earthly knowledge can’t become wisdom.
You never heeded scriptures divine Word!
Will God forgive your sinful past record?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-20-2008
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Direction
There was a girl in misery,
Undecided what she should be,
She stalked a man with mastery,
Hoping to learn from what she'd see,
She made the choices he did make,
Hoping that she could claim his fate,
It turned out it was a mistake,
But she realised this too late,
She went in a new direction,
But got lost once she had begun,
Following an introspection,
She saw her aim could not be done,
So chose to follow a woman,
And copied her every movement,
But it proved to be a bad plan,
Which did not aid her contentment,
For guidance she turned to a book,
But didn't like how things were put,
And regretted taking a look,
Because her failure was afoot,
She found this a wretched concept,
For she feared a life of regret,
So on with her struggle she kept,
Albeit with a new mindset,
In the end things turned out all right,
However it came at a price,
Which all too soon did come to light,
Since it proved to be her worst vice,
She discovered she could not smile,
Which caused her life to go awry,
For people thought she was hostile,
And would not look her in the eye.
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Those That I Went To School With
Some of them with the departed and the others growing old and gray
Those that I went to school with in the long gone yesterday
From the boys and girls I went to school with many years before I reached my prime
I am separated by distance and by long years of time.
Some of them live far distant from Hibernia's windswept shore
And from the Town in View of Clara hill overlooking Claramore
And some of them remained in Duhallow married and there raised their family
And some of them remained unattached single and fancy free.
Most of those I went to school with I have not seen for years
And for the past and for what has been I've shed nostalgic tears
Like every other migrant for the past forever gone
But the present is what matters and we keep on keeping on.
Of those I went to school with good memories I retain
Though most of them I realize I will never meet again
We've gone our separate ways in life but memories of them I do recall
And happy memories of what was the best memories of all.
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A run away
You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared
Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?
Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn
I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?
There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger
It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case
You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase
You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen
I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact
A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I shall listen to my heart
My heart said
Do not wait more
Convey your feelings
To her
My mind stopped me
Raised
Question after question
If she says no
You shall lose
Her forever
Why not wait
For some more time
Till you are not sure
My heart replied
You may be late
May have to repent
Later
The battle between
My heart and the mind
Went on
The result was pathetic
She chose
Someone else
My heart proved right
I then decided
In matter of love
I shall listen to
My heart
Ignore the mind
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A rare gesture
She stood there at the gate
She wanted not to be late
I had every reason to hate
I did not take it as my fate
You had come all along to express
Your inner feeling with distress
I could read on her face clear anxiety
I sensed trouble and felt pity
I couldn’t make why she had to rush
What had compelled her to push?
Did she realize the importance of being in love?
What did she think of all and above?
Well, my anger petered out in a second
Why was she here without her husband?
Did he depart early leaving her behind?
I could not only understand but failed to find
Many questions emerged and immediately faded
She was very far from me and staying away as being wedded
I could only wish her a happy and long journey
She stood there as helpless and without money
Whatever may be the reason, I had no way to be angry
She was in shabby dress and also feeling hungry
I emotionally caught her hand to welcome as guest
I wanted to know her final destiny and quest
She sobbed for awhile and regretted disassociation
She was all for patch and reconciliation
The fate had played cruel killer’s role
She had nothing to remember except to recall
I still remained unmoved with remark
She had voluntarily go ahead and embarked
Luck would have its own role to play
I still felt sorry and was carried away
I extended sympathy for her being alone
Her life was devastated by cruel cyclone
I could merely extend her the lip service
I expressed sorrow for her husband demise
She confided in me that she was here for her silly act
She wanted to apprise me of her angle in fact
It was not she who played the negative part
It was painful for her to leave me alone and depart
I stood speechless and heard her version
I was getting to know her better with conversation
She was going all along with natural expression
It was not poetic but real heart burnt confession
I couldn’t cry with her for very simple reason
She was nice and had come as honest person
She was not here for any help but to tender an apology
I felt shame and couldn’t understand her psychology
We all err in normal dealing
We never go for any special healing
If we can do it earnestly and in nicety
It may add to color with natural beauty
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Love Has Remembered Me
Written by: myles goodwyn
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
You opened up my eyes
And helped me to see
That love has a way of finding
Those in need
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
I felt so all alone
And at times afraid
That love had foresaken me
It just seemed that way
Then you walked into my life
And you turned my whole world around
Ours is a true love
It cant be found
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
(love has remembered)
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Females behind success
I dare not violate the woman’s modesty
It will be pure injustice and no honesty
The clouds may look dark and atmosphere little misty
But all this can be termed as impure and dirty
They have come into being of their own
God has given them delicate figure to maintain
If they look good and beautiful not their fault
Almighty has placed caring heart too and kept as inbuilt
How do we roam freely with joy in garden?
The flowers of all colors have emerged all of sudden
It is their presence to be felt in nice environment
Do they not deserve nice eyes to look at with comments?
I am fascinated with the way they open up and boom
They may not look that beautiful when decorated in room
They may add beauty and nicely adore
But we need to do something more
We appreciate feminist out look and touch
We do take care and appreciate very much
I love being very near to them and present
All that I could do without any reservation and not resent
I feel we have great and caring heart like female
In some of the fields they have outwitted males
Females have proved great artists and poets
Remain in doors still all fronts keeping very quiet
So much to learn from their feminist look and nature
They are great philosopher even if not fully matured
The motherly and caring nature all that very much assure
At least I feel honestly secured of near future
We may have different character inbuilt
We may show favor and make some tilt
Still they outsmart us in every field and make move
They have made their presence known and need not prove
Time and again it is male very clear
I hear it number of times and pleases ears
All stories about them have vanished like yesteryears
They are dear alright but so much to be afraid of or fear
They are submissive but not to the extent beyond limit
They have dedication and will power to show and exhibit
We can not be unsecured or unsafe in their orbit
It will be too naïve to disregard or praise little bit
We are soft and fragile on women
Even though we are wild animal but appear as strong man
Not all the men derive their strength from women partners
Still they remain as driving force to be reckoned with care
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad eyes
I could read nothing on her face
But eyes could speak with grace
Intense struggle was going on in her mind
Yet her face revealed nothing for me to find
She had resolve of steel metal
Her husband had died of an accident which proved fatal
She could hardly think of anything now to settle
She was on decline and loosing her rose petals
She must be facing now lot many problems
Something struck to remind her of grave troubles
People may try their level to pound on her flash
Soon she may be heading for an open war or clash
Life is not bed of roses for all persons
Some people are blessed with support from sons
Some are looked after well by circumstances
Many are lucky not to have experienced such things even at once
She was not that lucky to have enough support
She may murmur and say when will reach her ship at the port
I listened to these words with much pain
But had no solution to relieve her from drain
She spoke to me with intense projection
She was not leaving the field by inaction
I saw in her eyes thunder storms and lightening
Nothing could deter her now from hardening
She had her own sphere, space and cover
I read her resolve to carry on and move further
No person was expected in her life to explore
I feared nothing unusual coming from her
Some people may loose courage if receive shocks after shocks
Luck also will be sending troubles in bundles from its stocks
It is seen and observed that ill luck would try everything to finish
But strong people may face it bravely and simply not perish
She was from fine blend and held very good character
Many times she would claim her self as an actor
I thought of great circus where each one is expected to play part
With magnificent acts, independent from each other as an art
I made little survey of human feeling
What will be the most fearsome act and almost killing?
I thought of illogical fear with devastating effects
Not realizing the unavoidable circumstances in fact
Life at some point of time comes to an end
You can add flavor to it by making some amends
No one may ask how much you lived on earth
But certainly remark how best you lived up to the time of death
No one will be spared from the jaw of death
We may also be going to lay a wreath
Yet it never occurs to us in mind
That we too may have some place here to find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Chilled Waves
That idea itself sent me a chilled wave
I became coward and felt self defeated even though brave
Why it is so threatening with known factor?
We know it well on life’s stage as an actor
Why at all we develop cold feet when reach final stage?
Life is uncertain and we know it to end at any age
Why do we sit alone and think of those golden pages?
Certainly a reminder to know what all had taken place in all the stages
Life has proved a great struggle with all kind of mystery
That has remained hidden in the impregnable wall of history
Even though throughout the life I have shown complete misery
Now that comes before eyes and causes me concern and worry
No one may have soft corner or take note of my departure
As life was dear to me and had used it for self pleasure
Did little or nothing for friends and relatives in any of the case
The life had lost its meaning and eroded the foundation or base
I have survived great onslaught by putting brave front
Life was going to prove as joke but I halted it bluntly
Even though the means employed in it may be selfish or unfair
I thought it a wise step to survive in this world as fair
You will be forgotten completely the moment you are no more
Life’s memory is very short and that is why it remains in the store
I am no exception and think continuously in this regard
It takes me no where as thoughts are pushing me backward
I can’t take steps back ward and improve upon the past
As life has moved many ups and down so fast
I too did some of the things which can’t be considered worthwhile
Life may be over as soon as we are no more and closed the file
Nothing is late in life if you sincerely try to believe
It is not important how much you lived or tried to live
Life can be started fresh if you have chosen to repent
Start with new beginning considering it as heavenly sent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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