A courageous stand
You dash against wall
When there is distress call
Wait for none and respond
Decision fast and in split second
It is state of an alert mind
No waste of time for alternate to find
Dare devil's approach and desirous result
These are inherent and inbuilt
Thousands died for preservance of freedom
The thought for personal safety occurred seldom
It is exceptional feat and performed by an individual
It is unique and can’t be termed as casual
What would have been in heir mind when crisis rose?
Why did they opt for sacrifice or chose?
We can ponder over the issue and search
Exact state of mind prevailed in time as such
There should prevail no confusion in mind
The devotion to duty has made them almost blind
There have no other thoughts then to perform
Some of the qualities are definitely inborn
It is not in anybody’s domain
The concern is always there and may remain
What counts most is exact time and nature?
This ties our identity with future
So when we remember and think of dead
We salute and appreciate them as they lead
It was no less credible step and taken
Any reversal might have left us shaken
Many may argue in favor or against
So many may go for it and insist
This was the only best course open
As the thrust was all of sudden
It is desire to die for the cause
Life may be pushed back stage or paused
This is how soldiers die on front
When they are ordered to confront
Those who survive are called veterans
The torch bearer persons with lanterns
What else they have to offer to us?
Only good example and repositioning of trust
Those who laid down lives are martyrs
We have bade farewell with tears
They are almost their in our heart
They gave us fresh least of life and good start
No second thought must cross the mind and rule
A wise can die and not the fool
It is always an exemplary approach with some promise
Thousands can be saved on his death or demise
Courage has nothing do with age
One lives with it and manages
No one know when time may come to prove
The theory stands good and no one can disapprove
We are proud of their association
It gave us strong and confident nation
we offer only floral tribute
There is still more to contribute
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A real term
It is difficult to term a man as hero
In real sense he may be worthless or zero
His achievement might have come at crucial stage
This couldn’t have been performed by any person of his age
In the entire life any individual may tend to slack?
He may have ill fames and many draw backs
At crucial time he may perform unbelievable feat
This may earn him good name or generate lots of heat
On many counts the person is remembered and worshipped
His mortals are preserved abroad and trans-hipped
He has done enough for the people or country
He was prepared to lay down his life and stood as sentry
He is so tall in public eye and may remain so forever
His absence may be felt and loss can’t be compensated however
Still the homage is paid by all the countrymen on his departure
The country was saved from disaster and he secured the future
Such is the excellent work that speaks of great volume
We can remember his great name and only assume
The country may leap forward with the normal work to resume
The sacrifice may not go in vain and spread the fragrance as perfume
The soldiers are pushed in the time of war
They have to make penetration very far
It required great courage and determination
They are rewarded with medals and citations
There are many ways of paying the tribute
People at large may come out and contribute
It may be great respect and homage
The history will be re-written on the page
Any achievement by the individual can’t turn him into hero
It is laying down of life for better tomorrow
This is no ordinary feat or routine affair
It must be treated with due respect and honor
It is not only the war zones where they show the bravery
But strong movement by crusaders to save us from slavery
It has slow pace and may prove its worth in tie to come
The fruit of it may come later for us to welcome
In natural calamities the civilians are pressed into service
They perform the marvelous feat even without any advice
It is not less than any heroic achievement
It is then considered as human movement
Let there not be a single word in dishonor
It is unique incidence and can’t be termed as minor
It shall be termed as heroic struggle with dedication
It will be seen as total commitment with indication
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Our enlightenment
What are all factors lead to our enlightenment?
What particular time make us to enjoy moment?
Why are we sad at some point of time and happy very next?
What is in our heart that pushes more to perform best?
You will have thousands of answers with strong appeal
The God has installed gadget to pick good and not repeal
Something good is really picked to make it deal
Life in turn spreads fragrance and looks very real
It has some bearing for likes and dislikes
Not everything is blown in smokes
We are compelled to search for in troubled phase
Nothing comes to our rescue to keeps us at ease
Some of the new music really pleases the ears
It seems as if it was not heard for years
The ear drums catch and respond positively
The tension is eased and come to term immediately
I loved the natural surroundings and its beat
Every time it is pleasant to hear while in seat
What a surprise from nature without any preparation?
It is up keeping of morale and timely elevation
Our mind is curious enough to cure the ills
It pours in lot of ideas to clear vacuum and fill
There is gap and void to be filled in with infusion
Still there remains no satisfaction with confusion
Some of the music instruments render precious service
In all the respects it is liked in troubled time and suffice
It helps to relieve some the worries at the outset
Tension is easily forgotten and efforts are again reset
I have seen morning and witnessed it as very pleasant
There is everything in it to enjoy as we want it in present
No one has enough of time to think of natural music
But there definitely lies the key with magic
We need to cool down mind and lay at rest
How nature is cool with breeze and its best?
They have nothing to prove to anybody
Still it is there without our asking for somebody
If not we then some one else may pick the thread
He will pick the essence of love and plead
Do all the best to come out of turmoil and enjoy
This is how we all go for in and offer no decoy
If music is good to ears so are the words
If it is mixed with harmony to look forward
What else can we offer to troubled mind?
The music and nature can really make it to look very kind
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Restless night
What are all factors lead to our enlightenment?
What particular time make us to enjoy moment?
Why are we sad at some point of time and happy very next?
What is in our heart that pushes more to perform best?
You will have thousands of answers with strong appeal
The God has installed gadget to pick good and not repeal
Something good is really picked to make it deal
Life in turn spreads fragrance and looks very real
It has some bearing for likes and dislikes
Not everything is blown in smokes
We are compelled to search for in troubled phase
Nothing comes to our rescue to keeps us at ease
Some of the new music really pleases the ears
It seems as if it was not heard for years
The ear drums catch and respond positively
The tension is eased and come to term immediately
I loved the natural surroundings and its beat
Every time it is pleasant to hear while in seat
What a surprise from nature without any preparation?
It is up keeping of morale and timely elevation
Our mind is curious enough to cure the ills
It pours in lot of ideas to clear vacuum and fill
There is gap and void to be filled in with infusion
Still there remains no satisfaction with confusion
Some of the music instruments render precious service
In all the respects it is liked in troubled time and suffice
It helps to relieve some the worries at the outset
Tension is easily forgotten and efforts are again reset
I have seen morning and witnessed it as very pleasant
There is everything in it to enjoy as we want it in present
No one has enough of time to think of natural music
But there definitely lies the key with magic
We need to cool down mind and lay at rest
How nature is cool with breeze and its best?
They have nothing to prove to anybody
Still it is there without our asking for somebody
If not we then some one else may pick the thread
He will pick the essence of love and plead
Do all the best to come out of turmoil and enjoy
This is how we all go for in and offer no decoy
If music is good to ears so are the words
If it is mixed with harmony to look forward
What else can we offer to troubled mind?
The music and nature can really make it to look very kind
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No Fool No More
Packed up all the pain
Left the tears outside my door
And Im not gonna be the one
Whos left out in the rain no more
I see it so clearly
The writing is on the wall
Tellin me Im gonna be
Alright after all
Now I open my eyes
And I finally wise, no, no
No fool no more
No fool no more
Not like before
Not the way it used to be
No fool no more
No tears this time
cause this time Im wise
To the game thats been goin on
And Im not gonna be no fool no more
Ooh
Oohoohoohooh
No fool
No room for sad regrets
cause the past is done and gone
And Ive learned that its time that makes you wise
And truth that makes you strong
You thought you were so cool
Pull the wool right over my heart
But now you see that you cant keep
This heart in the dark
cause I see through your eyes
Wont be blind one more time, no, no
No fool no more
No fool no more (no fool, baby)
Not like before
Not the way it used to be
No fool no more
No tears this time (no tears, baby)
cause this time Im wise (Im wise)
To the game thats been goin on (to the game, uh, uh)
And Im not gonna be no fool no more
Gonna pull my heart together
Gonna leave the past behind
Gonna get to somethin better
Put you out of my mind, yeah
Im gonna be strong
Im gonna be fine
I just want you to know
That Im not gonna be no fool no more
No fool (no, no) no more
Not like before (not like before, baby)
Not the way (not the way) it used to be (oh, no)
No fool no more (no, no, no, no, no)
No tears this time (no more tears)
cause this time Im wise (not cryin for you, baby)
To the game thats been goin on (whoa)
And Im not gonna be no fool no more (mmm, mmm, mmm, no)
No fool no more (no fool no more)
Not like before (not like before)
Not the way (no, no) it used to be (oh, ho, oh, ho, ho)
No fool no more
No tears this time (no tears this time, baby)
cause this time Im wise (cause this time Im wise, yeah)
To the game thats been goin on (alright)
And Im not gonna be no fool no more (no fool no more)
No fool (no fool) no more (no more)
Not like before (not like before)
Not the way (not the way) it used to be (it used to be)
No fool no more (oohoohooh)
No tears this time (baby, baby, baby)
cause this time Im wise (I cant waste my time on you, baby)
To the game thats been goin on (no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, uh-huh)
And Im not gonna be no fool no more
No fool no more (no fool no more)
Not like before (not like before)
Not the way it used to be
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Martyrs
They preferred death to honor
Never said yes for life to dishonor
To die for the nation and holy cause
Constant move with no let or pause
It may be need of an hour
Better lay down life than to lie on floor
Death may not wait and come fast
You will not have time to breathe your last
Chances for bright life may be unlikely and recede
You may fight the war but not concede
Who knows when death may make fast visit?
You will only find the hell is let loose and find no exit
Country may not feel or know it so soon
Bodies may be flown from the border in bright noon
Countrymen may weep and lay a wreath
May mourn the departed and offer roses on death
You may be down literally but in history will be known as hero
Over night change of status from simple zero
You were nobody but now never be forgotten
You may shine on lamp post from small lantern
Veterans were never a war mongers
They were true sons of soil and peace messengers
They made life smooth and created an easy passage
So the Countrymen could lead life with peaceful message
Why one should need to risk the life?
When he has happy life and wife
Soldiers face this dilemma in their entire span
He may not bother where does he belong to or any clan
He doesn’t need any action plan
He may swim across the water as white swan
We may not remember his small contribution
Keep trophies ready for bravery and distribution
Remember he is true and brave son
We should portray him well with reason
Country may offer so much and express concern
How can we forget our comrades and veterans?
Whole nation may weep at your departure?
He did it for the country to finally secure
How come country may forget his sacrifice?
Will there be no tears on their demise?
We have to move on but with slow pace
Let it not turn ugly and push us to mad race?
It may defeat the purpose for which they laid their lives
How many may be shedding tears as their wives?
The may be remembered in history as brave sons
There are circumstances and very strong reasons
Who can deny their contribution for the nation?
There is complete loyalty and stands without any question
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Position
I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention
How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart
It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry
Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles
Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition
What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find
Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences
It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess
You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find
Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over
I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind
This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due
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A slip to sleep
I go in to sleep to meet sure shot death
It is nothing but belief and faith
I have always lived in fear with
When I woke up find the closed teeth
It is unusual to believe in mythological truth
We live in fool’s paradise for feeling to soothe
Nothing helps in turn other than to create bogey
Mind is arrested and thoughts don’t emanate free
Ho many deaths you have to go through in life span
Is it like floating on life pond like white swan?
Do we go deep in water and not coming back again?
What do we do to come in life and regain?
It is absolutely painless odyssey
No one can offer any logic or alibi
It is happening daily and almost certain
I develop no amusement or pain
There is o escape from sleep to slip
It is successful onward trip
We sit on throne as powerful king
All courtesans offer the dance and sing
It is another world with all the comforts
All thoughts of day rush from mind and report
You perform there as super hero
Though you are worth nothing but zero
It is better to die once
There won’t be any pain or worry hence
You die thousand times a day
The sleep is only easy way
It is almost impossible to live at ease
It is stagnated and no fresh energy to release
I am not at happy and pleased
I wake in sleep and life seems to be ceased
It is tortuous and full of agony
I don’t know but it may be suffered by many
It may unwant call to decide at this stage
Still it is difficult to stand alone and manage
Let it be probed fully to help us later
It has to come sooner or later
Whether it is in day time or in sleep
It definitely gives us good slip
Let us escape this confusion and stay clean
We have many ways and means
It can keep us away from worry and tension
It is not worth here for all the time to mention
The death certain and bound to take place
It is to be realized and can be read on face
it should not engulf our mind or lay a seize
Life may come to stand still any time and cease
Give a nice slip to sleep
Smile always and good health to keep
Good bye to mythology or any theory
Keep it way if it causes worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A poetic thoughts
“Hi, how do the poetic thoughts emerge in mind”?
I was unable to react and reply to the question of its kind
I had to struggle hard for the answer to find
I just kept cool and struggled in mind
I pleaded her for putting good thoughts across
You must have enough of trust in cross
It is not brilliance of an individual
You get it with blessings very casual
it got to be translated into words immediately
It may have no use if done very lately
Its real impact and feelings may go away
You may not have any means to recollect or find the way
It can be great moment of joy for self and family
It has not been forced on you heavily
The family and friends definitely strengthen the line
You exceedingly perform well and feel very fine
There is no dearth of good thoughts all over
It has good backing and natural cover
To translate and add color to it is not that difficult
Such quality is inherent and inbuilt
You can nicely compose if you determine one day
You may certainly find the resolve and clear way
There is every possibility of surging ahead
You may one day excel and definitely lead
You should have natural instinct to pick up leads
Try to put in fine composition with interwoven words
It may result in fine creation of poetry
you may have then full satisfaction with remarkable entry
You can try to translate feelings into action
It must have fine combination with good reaction
It may give then good sense of satisfaction
This is poetry skill and very good indication
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Natural Repercussions
I was given shock permanently
Everything was going wrong apparently
Wherever I used to lay hand and wait
There was only failure and awaited worst state
I was almost pushed on the ground
No energy left inside or to be found
I tried to give little thought with consideration
I knew it by inner consciousness and had some indication
When reversal is faced at any time?
Things compel you to think afresh sometimes
Some form of slackness comes in your approach
The rethinking process takes beating as such
Certain things may not influence altogether
But really it has vital role to play somewhere
You may be brave and strong enough to dare
But situation may not allow you to perform fair
There is always pro and cons with every aspect
It may naturally draw a line for us to act
If one accepts some positive angle out of it
No one can force you to back out or unseat
I believe in natural repercussions
There is much to learn from such lessons
Some of the lessons come natural way
It may force you to stay firm but keep away
It is good not to act when time is in disfavor
You may get some hint that it may cost you dishonor
There is time for everything and takes on unexpectedly
We also get sense that it must not be taken up repeatedly
Believe in something when you get some warning signals
It may be less in magnitude to remind you on arrivals
But it may eventually take on you in future course
You got to be on alert and move of course
Any good thing delivered or done may give some sense of satisfaction
You enjoy it when speak about it to somebody with revelation
There is inner strength to back your effort in conceiving
So at the time of reversal or failure it has less pain in relieving
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Simply known
Person is not simply known as bold
He may have considerable influence to hold
Nothing may stop him from dashing against wall
Respond positively to any crisis or earnest call
Young age is ripe to cultivate such habits
We have seen the clear win even for rabbits
What has really helped to prove as bold and courageous?
Will power to do or perform and maintain it as continuous
We may remain overconfident sometimes
That may lead to sudden fall with down face
It may cause injury and sometimes grave one
This must be kept in mind and borne
Person may feel puzzled after performing feat
He may loose nerves and sometimes sweat
It is not done in haste but with some calculation
Courage and boldness has got in built relation
It comes with the nature and linked with circumstances
Person may retaliate if ridden with worry and looks tense
This has nothing to do with boldness
But it performed with sheer coldness
Every individual is gifted with this quality
It will not be influenced by his ability
It will be performed when nothing is left with as option
He may then precede it without any interruption
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At the door
I was stunned at the development
I couldn’t take my eyes off for the moment
I starred at the vast and open sky
Thoughts just emerged in mind to fly
It was not all of sudden but just coincided
She was away but I was still undecided
How deep impact she had left on my mind
Where from else I was to have her find
Each and every moment I died for her presence
She was just before me even in her absence
I couldn’t blink or close the eyes
I couldn’t understand why eyes chose to defy?
I had come across hr by the grace of God
I am unable to say whether it was blessings or not
I still feel it was divine call to have come through
I had not tried at all or made the attempts to woo
She was away to respond social call
Little absence was tearing me apart to cause a fall
Her beautiful face all of sudden surfaced as wall
I was really astonished for her status as very tall
She might have not entered my life as yet
I had made desperate move to end the wait
It was about to be over but could not take off
Some more wait was needed to soften it off
Night was proving very dark and frightening
There was complete silence without any lighting
Only active mind could think of entering into fight
There was constant clash in mind to prove it right
I had developed inner strength of dependence
It was proving very difficult to remain alone hence
This is how I looked so perturbed at her being away
I felt it needless to go in for her search and find the way
I wanted some gentle steps at the door
I don’t know what I was searching for
It was definitely a search for mild knock
I had all the pure love for her in store
It clicked for a while and I heard some talk
It was coming gently as if like cat walk
She was heard saying some one to keep quiet
She was all for surprise and not allowing me to let
I could think of gravitational pull
There prevailed definitely some lull
It was giving indication of powerful drive
Love is such force for us to survive
You can find it in abundance
If you carefully observe and glance
It is in all the form and in every object
Only we term it in a particular subject
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What is love?
I was very clear in mind
So did not pursue much to find
The exact nature and feeling behind
Lick too was favorable and very kind
I was not in hurry
Was not at all engulfed with the worry
I knew its importance and never felt sorry
It was not worth at this stage to think and carry
I was single so far and had kept good distance
I could have fallen in love at once
It was creating some sensation in body
I had thought over it and kept it as concern of nobody
Every individual is gifted with strong will power
It might be enjoyed or exercised by only fewer
I had given less importance and placed it in lower category
It was causing me no concern or occupying the memory
I had analytical data of would be choice
I never wanted to make any type of noise
I had planned it to go in natural way
It had equal importance for legitimate say
When I met her first time at some meeting?
She had shown keen interest in greeting
It was first pulse from that direction which directly struck
I had to bow down silently and duck
She had powerfully hit me with her missile
It was magnetic pull with magic smile
I lost complete balance of mind for a while
She had left last impression with elegant style
The nature has balanced between pull and push
Any one out of them may make first rush
It may be first contact with little shyness
One may frankly admit it as quite openness
It is good and welcome gesture
As it paves for bright and possible future
Not only preference is given for strong alliance
But serious thought over matter at once
I do not want to leave it to the fate
As I am going to be very late
If she changes her mind at last minute
I may not have enough time to observe it minutely
Now I ha e come to know what the love can be called
The natural appeal or move can not be stalled
It has to be given equal response with respect
As it may near end to the final act
I am not dragging the feet
She is passionately trying to meet
I know it will be expected at an early stage
I will simply hold the urge and definitely manage
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The Time Banker
There was an exact rendering in the books of her time granted her from all her relatives, from grandparents, to siblings, from her parents and even some deposits from friends.
He moved in his chair, rose, and glided toward the window to look out as he always did when he wanted to think.
The landscape outside was soothing, the morning was crisp and his mind focused in upon essenses.
This was a good thing to be doing in life he said to himself. Here he could offer her both a future granted to her from the past and he could be there, be present, as she came to understand in her majority, the time tables he would lay out for her.
It was the best part of his job and he always had that special tingle when telling an eighteen year old what the Time Bequeathal held for her.
He stirred himself and sat back down to look at her account one more time, just to be sure of the numbers. Added up she had 613,200 hours in her account, enough to last a life time, not counting the ones she would accumulate on her own in her own life time.
There were no warps and wormholes he could discern, which might threaten that. And that was good.
You like to see a nice clean account like this, he thought to himself.
He would suggest to her some insurance against the unpredictable, against, theft and banditry, against the unforeseeable.
He heard her gentle knock and rose.
To be continued.
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Why do I seek more
Why do I seek more when it is not sure?
Why I go for all out result when it is totally unclear?
What does this speak of when comes to real term?
It speaks of sick mind affected by deadly germ
I sought after all means to reach the end
I did not distinguished between foes and friends
It was clear to me that relation should not come in the way
I have drawn the lines and far as possible kept away
It does not speak well of an individual
When one is intentionally playing dual
It is very dangerous and later on resented
The tact is not appreciated and consented
It hardly maters and attains any importance
If it varies in essence and in substance
For silly things it may be called as mad steps
For bigger things it may be termed as slaps on face
It is human tendency to seek in abundance
It has remained weakness and clear stance
The thrust for such thing is apparently visible
So many try to pretend but practice it as invisible way
It is good on individual’s part to struggle very hard
By doing so he has to always remain alert and on the guard
Nothing may be had in easy and simple manner
Though it may come later or sooner
So one must know the capability and its worth
It should be borne in mind and looked forth
The efforts should be made when something is very sure
Only to remain desirous of anything is not sure way to cure
We can draw our opinion by analyzing the result
We may face reversals much to our discomfort and insult
It is expected in every field and one should be totally ready
The success chance are evenly predicted and remains steady
The casual approach sometimes may prove very deadly
Since it is performed with half heart it will be felt badly
It is neither win or loss but worthless enterprise
It will be aborted in advance much to our surprise
It is nice feeling when success rate is high
The immense happiness makes us to fly
The life missions seems to have attained
The thrust is also in order and properly maintained
If one takes it as his normal function
There won’t be any regret for any malfunction
He will be ready for any kind of eventuality
He may make it sure not to employ any kind of duality
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Change in order
I at once thought world should change its order
It should look one on map without any border
Freedom movement without any restrictions
Free flow of human traffic without any frictions
It may spread message of love and peace
This is golden opportunity we should not miss
It must strike to all that it is necessity and must
We should take lead start at once and be the first
Well these are simple thoughts and may not look real
From the face of it they may look worthy and ideal
How much can we do remove the plight or ordeal?
Can we not act as honest broker and strike a deal?
It may not find favor with many across the world
The response may be lukewarm or very cold
It is possible that they may not try to come in fold
It needs chance to realize with initiatives very bold
I am not here to advocate any principle or ideology
It is not simple out cry, alarm, propaganda or bogey
When world is driven by powerful lobby and money?
They need power blocks, powerful alliances and company
It can be ruled out at the outset or from the beginning
It may not even have good start or find good opening
Age old rivalries have taken a deep root with distrust
It is formidable ask to come out with mutual trust
It may disappear with passage of time and find solution
It doesn’t require and great change with bloody revolution
It also doesn’t require power dissipation or devolution
It needs preparedness or acceptance in mind with formulation
I am not sure of its reasonability or correctness
It may look good piece of writing with neatness
Still it seems that it should given fair chance or trial
No one from heart may disagree or offer denial
Everybody wants to live in peace with harmony
They may be living uncomfortably at odds with so many
It is desire from their heart that they should come in terms
To do away with all misconceptions which prove as germs?
You may not be great visionary and being your own drums
You may look idealist with blend of thoughts and good dreams
It may prove as driving force to come round with favor
Fragrance of love and peace may find place with flavor
I shall consider my self deem fit to be called a true son
If I can perform well with time and act as good person
It I change every time for needs without any strong reason
Nature too may feel shame if they shower or show up without season
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Farewell Brother (War)
Farewell brother,
the time has come,
You will be sorely missed,
and your not the only one,
I shall never forget you,
nor the sacrifices you have made,
Put your life on the line and saved so many,
but you yourself could not be saved,
You've left me with such sadness,
I still remember all the good times we had,
If there was only some other way,
But you died for a cause, for a reason, for honor you always said,
I wish it didn't have to end this way,
If only I could speak to you just one more time,
And tell you how much I love and miss you brother,
this pain will never leave me far behind,
For the world, for just one wish, anything I would give,
To see that smile on your face just once more,
Your still here with me, part of my heart, mind and soul,
I want so badly to hear your knock upon my door,
Above and beyond the call of duty,
I'd give my life for you if only you could have stayed,
I am proud and honored to call you friend, and brother,
If only there could have been some other way,
There is a place in the stars just for you,
For fallen heroes, unlike any other,
A special place where your never forgotten,
Farewell, I will see you soon, I love you brother...
poem by Stacy Daley
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As An Insult
I took it as an insult
It is was terrible and difficult
How can an earnest offer be declined?
Why does she not see reason and defined?
Well all those seasons were for me to analyze
She had pushed me in corner and generalized
I deserved her hand for life time stay
She gave me shock and preferred to be away
I gave thought from another angle
May there be some reasons with a love triangle
She has every right to be master of her destiny
I gave all the reasons fair try and left it to the almighty
Love was not that kind I understood
Neither was it tonic nor a food
But a strong bond to take one out of wood
If not then it was better to stay out for good
Love is not an isolated affair
That can’t be termed as fair
What you feel may not be good for her
Rather love her more but don’t force her to bother
You look at the sky and its vastness
Complete blue but no shine on face
No one may judge what is hidden in belt
This is the way how love is felt
It demands sacrifice and not words
Prepare for readiness and always look forward
No relation can be on rock unless strengthened
Some plants may come up if earth is dug or softened
Now I have every reason to be satisfied
At no stage she had compromised or lied
It was one sided feeling and deserved to be left
There was no let up in relation or complete shift
I consoled self and came to the terms
It was good to take decision and make turn
Who knows what can be good for future?
I left it to future course that may take place and assure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pull close to chest
I pulled her close to my chest
I tried in earnestly to my best
It was real and crucial test
I had conveyed my desire at least
She asked help and guidance from her God
I failed to catch whether it was yes or nod
I could guess it was pure invitation
Simple “No” was now out of question
I revealed all about my past
She reacted angrily and very fast
I thought I was finished and did not last
At least I opened up and threw away the mask
Was it undoing of my best efforts?
Did I fail to maintain good rapport?
What did I expect from her to support?
Was my ship was landing at safe port?
I could read worry lines on her face
I did consider it as unique but mad race
She was not prepared or ready to lace
I was impatient to meet her and embrace
What did she offer me in return?
Did I expect any rough answer or “U” turn?
I was about go away and run
It had left me with sensational burn
I was burning with deep desire
I did all my best to admire
She was not the commodity on hire
But she was like volcano and live wire
Whenever I tried to go so close?
She made hostile reaction with pose
I failed to convey the trust and to repose
She almost smiled at me like rose
I think not to touch her in life time
She was not in my mind as object prime
She almost came as surprise in life
Now I was dreaming about making her wife
Love has failed many in their journey
They might have spent lots of money
The love which I was trying was very precious
I wished to remain with her almost continuous
She might have misjudged me and declined
I was desperate and mostly inclined
I still had to probe deep in her mind
There was yet no answer from her to find
I tested her will and desire
She was almost on fire
I was set to score on her
It was crucial test here and here
I will not mind if I swim or sink
I will watch her without any blink
I have given enough time to think
I must find good and durable link
She was there in my mind
I thought I must find
She must be at ease
I shall give her all peace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Do not DELETE this or ABORT
an original from Don Allan Dinio
Every time a child is conceived,
a new life just blooms. It's God's gift!
Every time a baby is born,
another cycle of life just began. Angelic!
The very first time the baby cries,
a miracle just happened. Majestic!
The mystery in this child's life just started.
That is just wonderful!
I know you say that it is your choice but
don't forget it's the baby's ~ right to live!
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.
You got to think hard to do or not to do it.
The pressure is on you. Your life.
It is your pride versus the baby's right.
You got to ponder how in the world can you
afford to raise this child? Will you
sacrifice your future and the rest of your
life for the terrible quick mistake you made?
What kind of life would this child have?
The child is there...let him live!
The child could be a genius, a scientist,
the next president or an astrounaut.
That is just wishful thinking!
But does that really matter?
Remember, this child is your flesh and blood.
It is part of you!
Who knows this child might even save your life and many more.
Please do not ABORT!
Fifteen years from now the child will be a teenager.
Later on will be a young adult and shape his own life.
This child will be part of your joys and happiness,
fears and tears, more worries and some and more.
What child would he be? - so you may ask.
You begin to worry and it can get scary.
Life's influences on this child are so varied and many.
The friends and acquaintances the child may befriend
have tremendous effect of what he will become.
His toys, his hobbies, and his peers,
you, and the family and life as a whole
will be part of this child's personality.
This child will be fine, don't worry!
Let this one live.
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.
Thirty years or so from now this child will be a fully grown person.
This child will have a personality of his own.
This child might or could have accomplished something
really great that you can be proud of.
This child might or could done something terrible too
and you would have said and say to yourself...
'If only I knew! '
But don't take it as your fault. He is what he will become!
No one knows the future.
You should be proud you gave this child...
a choice to live instead ~
You did not ABORT!
Twenty some years ago, there was this young lady
who got pregnant and was left on her own
by someone she thought loves her and
will marry her and will live happily ever after. Huh?
DELETE that!
She thought long and hard what to do
with her pregnancy...the baby!
She was worried to death of her future,
her pride, the baby's future...just like you.
It was a tough decision, a life and death choice
to make and the baby's right to live.
This lady made the right choice -
she gave birth to her baby...a lovely beautiful baby
and turned out to be a fine lady,
a good daughter ~ You!
Please return the favor, do not ABORT!
poem by Don Allan Dinio
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Oh, dear daughter
Little thought itself disturbs the mind
Thoughts of leaving dear ones or something of that kind
Shakes whole body in disbelief and remain perturbed
What would be the fate? Condition so disturbed
May it be the case of bidding farewell?
News from relatives for being unwell
Exact nature of it can’t express or tell
News so shocking …………..
It is human nature to react or forecast
Counter future plans before it takes off or blast
Well neat thinking or envisage safety plans
Relax and heaving sighs with casual glance
It augurs well with non sentimental issues
Some times we fail to catch its proper dues
May catch us unaware and off the guard
We feel being cheated of praise or reward
We are so touchy about grown up daughters
Situation remains tense when plan alters
Parent remain shocked with thought of departure
Think always of her well being and future
Tears gush almost breaking the flood gate
Uncontrolled emotions with cursing the fate
Think helplessly about the necessity of sacred bond
Waters can’t remain calm with fishes in the pond
Heart misses the beats with sad situation
Life time stay together is ruled out or out of question
She has to go with saying good bye to all
No regrets in life but respond to the call
Mothers my face and feel very lonely
Females adore more and make it homely
It is pleasant at home and one feels so lovely
Departure may be painful but must be faced bravely
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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