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A dead end

Though I have reached to the dead end
Still I wish my feelings to be known and be sent
It may, otherwise, remain as closely guarded
No one may come to know how much I have succeeded

I clearly see the opposite side of the river
Boat is in midway and I am down with fever
I fear it may capsize and never reach to the bank
I must admit it all and be honest and frank

People remember everything at the end of the road
They carry it with them as unbearable load
When they look back and seriously think?
They may feel dismay at the fact that their boat might have sunk

It is known fact that one must understand and realize
What can be their fate and must visualize?
Nothing can offer them any peace except self introspection
You can leave peacefully if you have earned respect from all the sections

All those year may have been turbulent for you to face
You might have rushed to tackle it with mad race
Nothing could have prevented you from achieving the success
What would have mattered most is the way to gain the access

To swim across the rough sea and weather is not an easy task
Sky may seem wide open and horizons so vast
Still we try to achieve it by any means or putting on mask
We may feel very safe even though it would have daunting task

Nothing goes as usual in real life with smooth passage
We definitely try to live with honesty and clear message
Something prevents us from following the correct way
We tend to bypass the long way and don’t want to be whisked away

We try to wash away our hand by merely apolising in the prayer
We feel that God is great and may forgive us from this thin layer
We excuse by saying “to err is human” and knell down
We forget to remember that plant may grow only when seed is grown

Good or bad may not depend on our ultimate wish and thinking
He has all the powers to bless you with favor or reward with kicks
So ultimately when you are at the dead end everything will surface
You may feel good and go down with happiness and shine on face

Think of future and live in the present
Past can’t be beacon and darkness should be absent
Go all out for noble way which gives you joy
No to all tricks and never adopt unfair means or employ

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Prayer

Pardon me for being sinner,
Conscious awake from inner,
Not miss you with lunch or dinner,
Never consider looser or winner,

Sailing a boat with fear to capsize,
Express faith and energy organize,
Not a worry for life and death,
Always with your sacred name and oath,

Lead me to success and glory,
Bow head down with no worry,
No more sin to feel guilty and sorry,
Father like you and mother like Mary,

Want to lead life and live very simple,
Waste not life and time very ample,
Message of peace and love to people,

Woke up to an idea late in life,
Still not lost and now it is rife,
So to say O, Lord, be on my side,
Afford me a chance with area so wide,

Whole my life work and ideals,
Have your bless and look always real,
If I succeed to make wound heal,
Offer to hungry hard earned meal,

Give me courage to serve the poor,
Open passage with no lock on door,
If I can solve woes they narrate,
Offer of be longings, property to donate,

Landed I cloth less with beautiful smile,
Happiness all over for brief and while,
So nothing on hand when ready depart,
Strong attachment with no feeling apart,

I wish to be humble with life so noble,
Pray with both hands to work and able,
Grace with occasion and feel capable,
Path not easy as to walk on marble,

I want no heaven but service to land,
Help to needy with bare tow hands,
No pomp and show with playing of band,
Forehead to be rubbed with holy sand,

Sea may wash shore with her waves,
Lion may roar with fear in caves,
I may surrender with holy words,
Prayer at heart with praise for lords

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Its Own Kind

No one has breached that dark circle
No one has reached there without any struggle
A true way of life and years of meditation
Make you feel close to hi with profound indication

We have lived in double standard and are used to
In normal way we claim holy life bit in fact a lie and untruth
We pretend to be devotee and meant for social cause
The real life gets exposed when surface the scandals

There is no need to preach one thing and follow different
Accept whatever you are with human weakness and live in present
God may grant you access with full embrace
A divine glow may appear on your true face

When you have chosen simple way of living
There remains nothing else except believing
God is in each and every living thing
See and distinguish no difference between poor and king

One by one you may reach inner circle
Where there is seat and divine temporal
Where you may find only light and nothing else
For the whole life you were running after and making chase

The doors are open to all if that is the ultimate aim
Easy to live and easy to understand with no tall claim
Spend the life in services of mankind and poor
Spread the message of love from visiting door to door

Let people not be forced to believe what you think
Let them understand and write whatever they feel with ink
Nothing else may emerge as to what have been in their mind
'God is always there and everywhere' simple face of its own kind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A living dead

I am considered as living dead
No desire to be assertive and in position to lead
I am moving in public and looked healthy
I am in strong position and considered wealthy too

I have stable position and earned good fame
I don’t know how but any how it came
I made it easy by remaining aloof
Any one can see it as clear proof

Yes deserve to be good human being
You should be determined and willing
Nothing can prevent you for doing so
If whole heartily you prefer and go

What is use of leading an aimless venture?
If it has no energetic thrust for future
Something has got to be done for its success
Life should be like an open page and allow the access

If in life if you have something to offer
People may accept it gladly and not differ
It is how you present your self in their eyes
There won’t be left any if, buts and why

I lacked complete will to usher in open domain
It wasn’t my way of doing and exclusively remains
A stigma or tendency to be away on selfish ground
A parallel which can never be easily understood or found

I am taking fresh air but leave it with pollution
Rudderless direction sans a strong resolution
Not willing to offer any thing of kind gesture
Have nourished nothing of that sort for sure

I shall continue to live in uncertainty
I have failed to understand its complete utility
I am no less than any selfish creature
I still live out of harmony for the future

There may be many more that may be same
I feel no guilty for being and feel the shame
I feel the purpose of being in this world as different
All my moves lead to the direction and seen as apparent

I shall see it as no draw back
As I consider myself very frank
It is great things to admit the lapses
With my being as exception nothing is going to collapse

Someone one may come forward and fulfill the mission
I consider it as greatest asset if you openly go for its admission
Not all the persons can deliver heroic performance
One look inwardly and have little glance

Life is glorious mission to be lively fully
I full realize it but can’t participate wholly
I have countless flaws and fears within
How far I can survive and long remains to be seen?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not to capsize

Life is enterprising with full of opportunities
It may show good sign with little continuities
You can’t go forward sans vigour and strength
Path may be lost without proper wavelength

Life may have upheavals with ups and down
Even good progress may invite wrath and frown
The course has to be steered with careful count
Not to yield to pressure even if it mounts

Life boat is laden with ammunition and explosives?
It may bear burden if we have hostile relatives
Why to think of hate, anger, jealousy on boat?
There is every chance for it’s capsize when afloat

Life boat may face rough weather and storm
Relation may get strained and not remain warm
Damage may occur with little or no harm
No one can escape ………….

How to have smooth sailing without proper direction?
How to start from stretch and where to end the action?
Will we be able to sail with full load on route?
Either to surrender to fate or face the complete rout

Life is like boat and may face many challenges
Best way open is how to face and manage?
Luck may not side with or favour the tide
Success story may reveal even if you try to hide

Strange may be ways when dear one departs
Life will be in doll drums if fails with good start
Lucky may be those who find good treasure
Words may be less to express its pleasure

Still past may hound and future look bleak?
Honesty must prevail and action should speak
It will not matter what we gained or lost?
Love must be won over at whatever cost

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Golden Boat

Clouds rumbling in the sky; teeming rain.
I sit on the river bank, sad and alone.
The sheaves lie gathered, harvest has ended,
The river is swollen and fierce in its flow.
As we cut the paddy it started to rain.

One small paddy-field, no one but me -
Flood-waters twisting and swirling everywhere.
Trees on the far bank; smear shadows like ink
On a village painted on deep morning grey.
On this side a paddy-field, no one but me.

Who is this, steering close to the shore
Singing? I feel that she is someone I know.
The sails are filled wide, she gazes ahead,
Waves break helplessly against the boat each side.
I watch and feel I have seen her face before.

Oh to what foreign land do you sail?
Come to the bank and moor your boat for a while.
Go where you want to, give where you care to,
But come to the bank a moment, show your smile -
Take away my golden paddy when you sail.

Take it, take as much as you can load.
Is there more? No, none, I have put it aboard.
My intense labour here by the river -
I have parted with it all, layer upon layer;
Now take me as well, be kind, take me aboard.

No room, no room, the boat is too small.
Loaded with my gold paddy, the boat is full.
Across the rain-sky clouds heave to and fro,
On the bare river-bank, I remain alone -
What had has gone: the golden boat took all.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Just Go My Little Love.

Remember wherever you are my little love,
life is a mystery whenever it comes and goes,
we may say it's a hill or a rough mountain,
whenever you crow watch your steps and be careful.

we think of every day's emotions we have,
we tend to think inside ourselves behaving,
we judge and make our own conclusion,
better never decide through our present emotions,

we meet good friend's everyday in our ways,
our current generation doesn't favor us anyway,
as we don't know who are evil ones today,
just gain the positive perception, learn from the negative ones.

Go and achieve your goal my love,
as this journey have just begun,
if it's a day, just still in the morning,
catch that bus and leave peacefully,
but remember to look back where you've left me.

Feel envy whenever you feel to, as I'll feel the same way too,
the reason why you have to, is you've just left me in the middle of the hungry lions, neither do you go unto their mouth.
but remember to stay firm. As the decision we made was for the long term impact.

Remember my little face you love, imagine my kind voice you devoted to,
feel my lovely hands greeting you, my affection love you received from me,
Be unto the guidance of God of heaven.

Don't write this love unto air, you'll miss me as you'll never see it there,
Don't even think writing it on the sand, as we don't have the contract with the wind,
Neither in your beautiful brain, as you'll be confused with other staffs,
just put it in your everything, As I'll
appear in everything.
GOOD LUCK MY LOVE

poem by Dickson Mseti
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Open Your Eyes

Lately,
I'm not quite myself.
Maybe,
I do need some help.
Just my confusion,
Trust my delusion.
Don't you,
Regret you met me.
Go through,
These steps to get me,
Back to where we start,
'Fore I fall apart.
If I could black out,
It'd become so clear,
Standing face-to-face with everything I fear.
Watch so closely,
but still I don't see.
As bad as it seems,
a piece of mind I steal,
An ordinary life,
But consequences real.
I'm past the point of reality.
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
When it's just everything we do.
Till you open up your eyes,
and understand this isn't real.
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
This is everything but true,
Till we come to realize,
It's what we put each other through.
It's like a bad dream,
Coming all so true,
Leaving me with nothing else left to do.
Now so helpless,
I'm not so selfish.
Tell me,
How does it feel to have a face like that,
How does it feel to be replaced like that.
Now so faceless,
Do you still feel?
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
When it's just everything we do.
Till you open up your eyes,
and understand this isn't real.
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
This is everything but true,
Till we come to realize,
It's what we put each other through.
It's hard to believe right now,
This seems to be real.
Still phasing by this time,
So why can't I wake up.
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
When it's just everything we do.
Till you open up your eyes,
and understand this isn't real.
This isn't me,
This isn't you,
This is everything but true,
Till we come to realize,
It's what we put each other through.

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Partially honest

Can anybody of us claim to be partially honest?
Are we trying our best in real earnest?
We claim to be sincere and nearly good,
You will find many living in world only for food,

So many of us love to lead life of dishonesty,
Every moment we die to show honesty,
So hollowness in our approach,
We need no specialization or coach,

We try to show what we are not,
Try to vitiate atmosphere and create a knot,
Nothing appeals us and we always rot,
Think we are cleaver and will never be caught,

I t is our human nature,
We don’t live in today but in future,
Not improving present but go for cure,
What we can gain is not for sure,

Lovely things doe not appeal,
Good ideas we out right repeal,
Never try to attempt for wounds to heal,
It is the exact time to work for real,

You may not go for complete honesty?
Keep soft corner and little bit mercy?
Feel for sentiments and not show pity,
Pardon small mistakes and not feel guilty,

It ultimately pays and happiness fill, .
Not immediate reward but good will,
Closeness in heart and hatred slowly kill,
Sure to succeed in mission without guilty feel

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Just A Thought... Something To Share

The pillar of time will test us
humans as we grow older and wiser
with each passing year
we see the good the bad
the strange the weird
the sad the glad
what ever else life has to share
but through it all
through all the pain
the growth the wars
the disasters
that plague this earth
we stand tall and proud
Often we tend to forget
were we come from and who we are
we feel lost alone like nobody cares
but in reality, we just have to
reach out a hand to be loved
to be cared, to be protected,
we tend to think our family’s do not care
but in reality they do they just
don’t know how to show you
how they feel what they need
Humanity is strange as we
often ponder on life’s ifs and buts
sometimes we do things that we regret
thinking at the time it was right
you see the mistakes one dose in their lives
we shake our heads thinking if only I knew
what I now know back then as a teenager
this may be a poem or just a thought
but it was something that needed to be said
something I wanted to share
Who knows if this will help others
to understand the meaning of life
who knows what it really means
to live a full life, to know
and shares ones dreams or
just to accept ones owns fallacy’s
as a human being
live the day, live the moment
and you will be free to be who you want to be.

poem by Kaila George
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A nice feeling

What makes one to feel great?
Is it glory or achievement of feat?
Does the money matter so much?
How happiness can play part as such?

There are many conclusions which can be drawn
People may feel jealous and their faces may remain frown
They may also wish you to go down
But alas! you may progress and still remain unknown

I feel elated and have reason to feel proud
Creative work always speaks so loud
I have accepted it as simple fact which serves as food
Something to think about and deliver the good

You feel burden when heavily taxed
Evening at home not pleasant when body is relaxed
Solution is in sight but problem looks waxed
Junior get promotion when senior are axed

There was no reason to feel panicky
I was not at all at their mercy
I could afford to remain all the time very busy
Life looked very interesting and easy

I found honorable place
Happy to feel with glow on face
I had so much craze for mad race,
In cards game I had all the three aces

It had made me somewhat arrogant
I used to remain very ignorant
I never considered it useful or important
I was trying for immediate result and very instant

I used to feel frustrated when faced with failure
I was very much assured and feeling secured
The set back was not expected or bound to take place
The hesitation on my part was not easy to replace

I had developed feeling coupled with anger and hate
Why to play so many tricks against fate?
What, if creative work is read little late?
Certainly it is not faked with artificial rate

I wondered and what would happen?
Why not competition is not kept wide and open?
Emerging poets may find their place with dues
Wide horizons is open with broader views

There may be many standing in queue,
Sad and helpless for the opening of new avenues
Sun may shine in their way bright luck,
Relentless march may not prove as sitting duck

You have every reason to feel satisfied
Your success is open and not mystified
Your efforts has made it simplified
It stands there as unique feat and must be glorified

Leave it alone and need not bother
It may show the ways to others
It is bound to happen and take place
You have every reason to rejoice

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A way to feel proud