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A death not menace

You were business tycoons
Your empire was at the height shined in noon
It was associated with pride
It was open fact and was nothing to hide

As an individual you had thrown complete weight
You had lion’s share to take it to its height
Nobody could do it as you did
You had provided great impetus and lead

What else you needed in life at later stage
The years were passing off to touch the age
You did your level best to build the empire
No one could ignore you to admire

You were best as good administrator but no humanist
You did all to make it success and insisted
It was brilliant show put up ever by anybody
You were not careful for your existence and body

It has taken heavy toll and now you regret your life
Thought it was tough and like double edged of knife
You sailed through smoothly with all the odds against
You excelled in all the climate and served as best

You failed to realize that human body has some restrictions
It can work full time with innumerable instructions
If need be many nights can be spent on the spot
It is done only to speak about your ability a lot

When person is established fully in establishment
He needs to change and live in different environment
All hectic movements can be brought to some shift
It must be done smoothly without creating a rift

You miss the opportunity and it will prove a hell
Nothing may move positively and sound well
It is your down fall and sun is heading for decline
You can’t run for everything with all the inclination

The near ones may desert as you are proving failure
They have nothing to gain from you for sure
You were utilized at maximum level
You have nothing more to excel

You are in dilemma over your near end
You have created foes and no new friends
It was only great empire and nothing else
You lived under set pattern which has proved false

Before you could find cover
It has taken you over
You had no time left with to decide
You were on ground and simple tied

In few minutes time you will be consigned to flames
Not all people are to be cursed or blamed
It has come at the right time and at place
You had lost all the opportunities and race

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Successful Man

I wish to die as fulfilled man
Grab and collect as much as I can
Reach on top of the ladder and excel
With all the different tales to tell

Widely spread over big empire
People all over with nice words to admire
Giving top ranks among all business tycoons
Where even sun does favor in noon

I can spare little for deprived lot
As I have struggled and fought
Through out the life for peaceful living
Else there was all hell for believing

Have people not cut jokes with satire?
Did not wait for me to expire?
Was I not spent and useless force?
Did they like when finally I rose?

I did care about neighbors
As they were nice and to the next door
I proved and came out with great care
They would smile at me and never stare

I thought I will be well known by my wealth
They will come with respect to lay the wreath
I never thought of leaving behind everything at the time of death
Even thought that would have been struck with deterioration of health

I did cheating with full knowledge
It was essential to survive and manage
It was simply a mad race
It might have brought momentarily relief on the face

I had heard that only hand s may remain open
Mouth may be open and eyes wide even
Nothing to brief and nothing to carry
Yet very difficult not to worry

You can call me successful celebrity
It might have come with the blessings from almighty
I only acted as custodian and served no one
As it was to prove me as successful man

Life is different entity with some purpose
You have no chance to think or suppose
You got to act with whatever means you have
Only people watch as how you act and behave

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Good try

Ego is to be satisfied
At every stage you must be lied
Each and every law must be defied
Then laugh at others and wrongly justified

If so then it should not be groomed
If so life is certainly to be doomed
It may bring down your entire empire
Less people may remain with you to admire

You may be your own prisoner
You will be isolated sooner or alter
You will not be able to set free
You will be tied and unable to flee

You won't know when time may pass
Up to this time people might have known your class
You are most hated person but not told on face
Time may soon fix you in unavoidable chase

Try to free from bondage
Still you have time left in age
If you can alter the cycle
You can still avoid the embargo and troubles

Only brave people may be spared
Foolish people may live under and dared
That time may be short lived
Not everything said may be believed

Life may soon be reaching dead end
You will be surrounded by no friends
It will speak of futile enterprise so far
But then you have gone too far

No time to trace back and confine
Life span is already lost and defined
What ego has to do now for bidding good bye?
To come in sense before time may be worth good try

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The Personal Trainer

husband
didn't pay attention when she started to change her look,
after all, she'd been saying how she wanted to for a while &
it seemed to make sense,
what with her going back to the gym full time,
after a period of time away
when they first had been married-
husband just went about his days
working more hours than he knew what to do with,
business was good &
with all the business around him seeming to fail,
he'd been putting away for the life he imagined in the future,
with or without
her-
but her time spent at the gym seemed to increase &
thought her body began to get trimmer, sexier, tighter, stronger &
she seemed to walk around the house with a new zest for life
(when he was there to see her) ,
he still didn't notice that
the personal trainer had moved in-
she had said something to him,
but he was listening less & less
as he had more & more to worry about at work,
for it was all part of building his empire.

the personal trainer was a less successful man
by the standard that money can by,
but he listened to her
as he traced her curves with his fingers in the gym
with palms of his hand smoothly gliding over her muscles
making her body quiver &
it wasn't long before in the car outside the gym
they consummated the professional relationship
again &
again &
again &
again.

as she began to show less interest in sex with her husband,
he wrote it off as a side-effect of marriage &
found himself a main squeeze on the side,
a 20 something who needed money to get her through college
with a perkiness that made him feel young again &
a body that wouldn't quit-
as he grew more distant from the wife,
she grew closer to the personal trainer,
until the day when she brought him home to the house,
when she swore the husband would be gone.

husband found out the way a husband will
when husband had been no longer interested
until another shows his face, as it is only jealousy then
which kicks in, making husband suddenly care-
but personal trainer put husband on the ground
when husband came into his own bedroom
to find personal trainer banging away his bride
who now had no interest in husband-
husband sued the personal trainer for assault &
bride to be divorced husband, taking half of everything he had,
breaking his empire down to nothing
as he had been stupid enough to not require a prenup
at the beginning of it all.

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A simple journey

There was absolutely no movement in his body
He was resting on ground motionless like anybody
It looked as if one simple object was lying?
All thought he was dead or was dieing

These are the saddest moments in the life
It is easy to walk on the edge of knife
But difficult to survive in the real show
All difficulties surround and blow

The dead person might have not thought an early end
He may not have foes but so many friends
It may be his miscalculation that end in any case may not near
He may be living in confidence without any fear

Stories gathered round that he was lavish and lovely
He believed in life to be spent very smoothly
It was his life style that made him very frank
He lived merrily, toasted others and drank

We miss the bus at an appointed hour
The cloak may end clicking and it is over
No one may take notice and prepare for departure
His life waited him in the ground for the rest of future

He may be buried with full honor
He mat well be praised as good donor
What had he earned in his entire stay?
Honorable life with ordinary stay

We only carry the blessings and good will
Memory will not fade away and remain still
Ashes may be washed away by sweeping wind
There won’t be left any remains to find

Leave the foot prints on the sand for time being
The destiny is same for ordinary man or king
People may remember what and how you lived?
It may be your work that may be appreciated and believed

Let dead remain buried under the ground
Little air blow may create lovely sound
Only peace may there and nothing else to be found
What impression do you gather when you go round?

Long lull may prevail when you depart?
It may be beginning of a new start
Who knows what will be the next move?
One has to act fast and ultimately prove

Only good work may be remembered for a long
Nobody may accompany you or come along
You may be all the way certainly right or wrong
Still it may be wrong to create all praises in the songs

It is relentless struggle and may go on
It has to be covered and spent of our own
You may either create for self a big name
Or condemned as a curse or shame

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A nice to hold

It is always nice to hold somebody with high regard
It is sign of looking positive and straight forward
It may ultimately pay you in the long run
Certain people laugh it out and take as fun

It is best way and very good principle if we adopt
It makes people to act nicely and be little prompt
It is necessary to make more friends than foes
Otherwise life can be full of miseries and woes

I was overwhelmed by a good gesture from a friend
I thought of world coming to the near end
Why was it so that there can be tremendous change?
Was there any sea change in my attitude or age?

“Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise?
Make me to feel great with status highly raised
I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture
As you always wished me for bright future” I parried at friend

I was no where near respectable mark or level
You encouraged me to work hard and excel
Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm
I am Inspired to rise beyond certain level and “ism” friend replied

I was confined to zero energy and confined
You infused me with optimism and refined
How to express my gratitude and acknowledge?
I am novice and have no such knowledge

Will you pardon me for being so negative?
Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive
I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige
I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide.. I was overwhelmed

Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive?
No return of thanks when applauses received
We might have scaled new height and glory
Still we may forget the past as simple story

If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude
People will learn to respect with different attitude
This is what is expected from new generation
They should rise above all without any expectation

It may look as simple form of advice
It should not be considered as mechanical device
Time may change but not the essence and spirit
You may all the time need oil for lamps to lit

We shall not last to see it either
Storm may come and soon to wither
Life has to stabilize and prove its best
it must stand firm to the rigid test

I find no other reason to withdraw or not to follow
Very sensible person must adhere to and allow
It may pave the way for cordial relation
It is the time for motivation and elation

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May die of hunger

An individual may die of hunger
If tied and kept at home in hanger
If he is set free and allowed to venture
He will have enough of fortune and golden future

It is well knit argument and said with motives
Its result is heartening and very much subjective
A person gains knowledge if comes across exposure
That makes him to be aware of latest developments for sure

If person remains indoor and makes no outside contact
His knowledge will become zero and unusable in fact
He will know nothing about what is happening outside
And as a result he will have no option but to confine

It is nice to meet the new people and have acquaintance
You may have enough of knowledge how to escape at once
Some of the opportunities need to be grabbed as they come by chance
You must be exploring it all the time hence

Man is not made perfect out of reading
For that he must have ability to lead
He must not only be successfully trading
But have enough of information on hand and feeding

This builds up network for future empire
People may look towards him and admire
For his sheer ability and as able administrator
The successful person for carrier and creator

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Complete Thrust

Everybody misbehaved with me
As if I was bonded labor and not free
Even though I was unfortunate
I trusted god and was very much passionate

I loved work and put complete thrust behind
I had full satisfaction and joy to find
As I had put enough efforts to succeed
It was done with full honesty and without much greed

It is not important to know why I miserably failed
Why people look at me with scant respectand and nailed
It had nothing to do with their glorious achievement
Only I was down with adverse movement

How was I to be blamed for complete failure?
Who can one forecast that everything will be cent percent sure?
I had reached at dead end with no future to claim
Even though I had staked with high aim

What makes person to reach at the top?
Who can curtail the ambition or stop?
It is human nature to thrive for the best
Even though many hurdles may come to prove the test

Not all the persons may come across flying colors
Not all the beggars may receive handsome share from donors
It is certainly a game of hard favor and luck
Even easy target may get you bogged down or struck

I wish for troubles to come in daily life
So I feel its presence as double edged knife
It may prevent me from becoming idle or lazy
Life will come handy only then and look easy

Who knows what will be shot sure for tomorrow?
How can we relax and lye down to allow
All failures to overshadow our existence
And push us in darkness with ignorance

Let us consider as if life will not be afforded next time
It is one time chance and offered for good sometimes
It is left to us how we make best use out of it
Go for long aim and achieve the memorable feat

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Last Wish

It would be considered a stage show performance
If I am told to express my last wishes at once
“What will be your life time end mission”?
I will be very much glad to add frank guilt admission

Great personalities and sages sometimes do without fear
They are aware of lapses and already admitted it with tears
This has made their soul very pure for presentation in public
This is strongest gesture if any one can make its start as basic

As an ordinary man what can I think best use of body?
Whether to donate it to medical institution to study?
Or to donate main organs for transplant in needy persons
Whatever may be the case but purely it will be with humble reasons

It is nice to think if human body if that can come to use of something
It will be just useless if buried under or consigned to flames for nothing
If some of the people get eye sight or kidney transplantation
That may tie my useless body with human being in question

I don’t what I had experienced and seen when was alive
But next person may be eager to see with his own vision and live
Possibly he may turn crime person and indulge in bad acts
Well it will not be worth point here to discuss and react

But I shall think of my dead body to be utilized
I shall deem it fit to think and obliged
Many people might be just unblessed
If they have it in case properly traced

If my body can be burnt and made into ashes
That ash could be taken and merged with large land pieces
Soiled with farm houses and seeds harvested
I think this will be best option and fully invested

The whole theme behind this is maximum utilization
Life during action and after its cessation
What can be best use of body granted by almighty?
When it is likely to merged in soil with all its divinity

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A turn about

Your eyes have deserted you and vision is blurred
Ears too have given the way with no faint idea of murmur
Feet crumble under the weight and can’t inch forward
There is no way left but to think and go downward

How to count those lost moments?
Why to shed for all past movements?
No particular good things to remember
Leave as refugee among the family members

You have no time left to make about turn
You have gone weak to run
What else you can do now?
The question remains to be seen where and how?

Who will you take with?
What will you try to seek?
The time has reduced from months to weeks?
You may witness fall from highest peak?

It is self created agony
It was all mad rush for money
What did I get at the end?
Everything is lost including friends

I fear my end journey may not go well
People may have enough complaints tot tell
It is proving difficult and living hell
I did everything including soul to sell

I may not taken well by anybody
I have alienated and annoyed everybody
I did care for self and beautiful body
I pretended that I was happy and moody

It doesn’t go well all the way
Sometimes you will have to dearly pay
They may neglect you completely to your dismay
You may think your self useless for further stay

Such is state of affair when you are left alone
It is such tragedy and condition after cyclone
It is battle and must be fought as lone
You may cut sorry figure with aching bone

You had enough time to recover and act
You neglected and did not pay attention to fact
You considered yourself as immortal
This only proved as mistake and very fatal

You never pay attention when tide is in favor
You big mistakes will be taken as minor
You may continue to live under false pride
The fact may remain fact but you may try to hide

It is not the time to retrieve the situation
There is also no time to for fine equation
It is time to go for honest salvation
Remember Him in those moments for elevation

It is easy to count in prayers all misdeeds
They may serve as solace with good feeds
Seek the true and easy way for remorse
You may not feel let down by force

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An unstoppable gamble

It is unstoppable gamble now
I don’t know but it will work any how?
It is going ahead to maintain the lead
I don’t know where it will end or head

It is definitely in right direction
All moves suggest same action
Not facing any hurdle or reaction
Mostly agreed on it without any friction

It took almost no time not even fraction of second
I was determined to push any way and was very fond
It had to cut ice and yield the favorable result
I had enough of it in the form of insult

It wise step to take me to new height
I had thrown all my efforts with lots of weight
It was all that I could do or offer
There were many who did not side with me and differed

I had to contend with all my arguments
It was all nice but faced with critical moments
There was definite but calculated movement
If failed to materialize then it was to invite critical comments

I moved on with all probabilities
There were shot sure uncertainties
I was fully assured of out come from infinity
It was all there in the near vicinity

It needed final assault and near push
It did not require and hasty rush
It was to have final touch down
It was enterprise of nobody but of my own

You have ample opportunity to show and prove
You may find disfavor and they may disapprove
It has nothing to do with your efforts or strong zeal
The attempt is worthy and to be faced as real

“Come what may” and it may pave the way
The path may look straight open and lay
Make the foot prints on it and carve your future
Make it worth while and work it for sure

Why it will not succumb to your efforts or yield?
Why can’t you go for kill when open is field?
It has to have far reaching consequences
You can site many examples of such instances

I have come into being for shaping the destiny
There may be set backs or near about mutiny
It may not appreciated or disliked by many
I may raise the empire without having single penny

The race is not for any material gain but only survival
It needs tremendous efforts or zeal for revival
What I lacked initially was direction and clear guide lines?
I was able to pick up later and able to read between lines

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Empire

Last night the word came down
Ten dead in chinatown
Innocent, theyre only crime was
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Too bad, people say, whats wrong with the kids today?
Tell you uright now theyve got nothing to lose
Theyre building empire!
Johnny used to work after school
At the cinema show
Gotta hustle if he wants an education, hes got a long way to go
Now hes out on the street all day
Selling crack to the people who pay
Got an ak-47 for his best friend, business the american way
Chorus
Eastside meets westside downtown
No time the walls fall down
Cant you feel it coming? empire!
Cant you hear it calling?
Black man trapped again, holds his chains in his hand
Brother killing brother for the profit of another
Game point, nobody wins
Decline, right on time
What happened to the dream sublime?
Tear it all down well put it up again
Another empire?
Chorus
Cant someone here stop it...?

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An ambition not to

Who else will come and decide?
Who will prompt us to ride?
Why all ambition to remain stored
Why not think about them and explored?

Is it the right way to think first and then act?
Why to think of consequences first and react?
What is the essence of right thinking in fact?
Leave it to fate but attempt it with tact

You can’t remain in oblivion and isolate
Everything you must decide and relate
It can’t be left at somebody’s mercy or solely to fate
You must think about chances seriously and definitely rate

You will have to carve out your own empire
You must go in with all skills and acquire
It is top most priority and definitely required
You may be considered lucky and admired

Whether it is wrong or right
you got to give hundred percent in and fight
Show the determination with full might,
grab all the chances when they are n sight

when you are flying a kite in sky?
Never think of distance and ask why?
Air may block the height and serve as hindrance
what matters most is aim with clear substance

It remains same in every walk of the life
Whether it is love, opportunity or wife
Strike with all force when time is ripe
If failed to do then it may remove the chances or wipe

so when love is reflected and is in sight,
hold it firmly in arm and keep grip very tight
it is emotional bond and not the show of strength
Powerful attachment will grow and go to full length

Take the vow to stand together in the time of need
No other compulsions should take over including the greed
The desire may come out as if released or willingly freed
this may be possible only when have gone for it and did

At any given point of time or in grief
Offer words of solace and try to be very brief
It is opening of new chapter in relation and just a small leaf
Its magnitude and impact may be felt by a deaf,

When we are meeting friends after a long absence
it shows the true love of great essence,
Eyes remain full of tears and face turns red,
No one feels shame or getting afraid

Parents, friends and relatives shower the love
we are human beings and not act doves
They too move in great numbers
Show the bond of love and outnumber

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A new start

We have to find new ways in any case
Life will be in turmoil and can’t be at ease
We got to think of new energy and release
A new wave with conceptual change please

It will take us to new height
If we throw our complete weight
Think not of wrong but always right
To win over foes without any fight

For centuries we have lived with hatred
We are not given to understand and always mislead
We have failed in between those lines to read
How can we pretend ignorance and plead?

Time is so short and we got to come out
It may lead us to annihilation and complete rout
Why do we think unnecessarily all about?
Why not strengthen the system instead to flout?

It is the heart that should feel pulse
Any bad ideas may enter but must be repulsed
No single move from our side to malign the humanity
All nice thoughts lead to the purity

It is the way you thin and profess
It is the guilt you realize and confess
Anything you feel bad but correct
Remedial action with wise act

No one moves aimlessly on earth
Every one is endowed with its worth
Nothing is permanent and likely to parish
Like bubbles in water it may vanish

The spoiled milk can’t be restored to its position
You must have fine and new composition
Every move has got its action and reaction
Nobody is here with accuracy and perfection

We have tolerated and suffered enough
We have shed enough blood and talked rough
Time has come to revive old spirit
We must learn to live with dim light
The time has come to think of new order
We can’t face another new disorder
It got to be buried underneath at depth
This only will prove our real strength

We are all sons and daughters of the same God
We have no right to make others to rot
The victory may not be sweet even if bitterly fought
It may only matter if real peace and happiness is brought

It is our sacred duty to defend
Make all the changes or mend
Make not foes but friends
Bring everything to its logical end

We will have to afresh and bury the past
If not then destiny will be over and not last
We will be completely lost in the wilderness
It shall remain only for attaining the oneness

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A day ends

Day’s hectic activity comes to end
Complete peace descends on land
All journey directed toward home
It may be really happy welcome

As it is off from great hustle and bustle
There is no clash in mind and tussle
It needs a break with full rest
Time to look back and assess the best

Life goes on endlessly in this fashion
Still there remains lot many questions
Some of them are addressed fully
Some are still left to be realized wholly

I was partially paralyzed with quest
It was forcing me to deliver the best
As luck would have it nothing is achieved so far
I was not fortunate to find any bright star

It is universal saying and has been correct too
“One can not be successful all the time in life” is equally true
It is high time to wind up the show and retire
Else it will be great failure and satire

No more regrets in life for not being comfortable
All realized or not realized despite being capable
It was not the destiny you had longed for
The life was total failure in love and war

Even I need not shed tears over any breakage
It was not at all of my doing with past age
I was in position to manage but failed
The opportune time was not availed

As I hade passionately waited for another day
It was not proving in concrete and decisive way
I was not dejected person to stay away
I worked continuously for bright ray

Something has wrecked me from within
I am in no more good position to win
The chances are slim and very weak
I am not in position to spell out or speak

It has ruined my whole carrier
I had been good fighter and warrior
I always used to read face lines in mirror
It was not defined and showed some life error

I am tired and wait for no more chance
The life has deceived me all the times and not once
I have lost all hopes and now no more wait
Everything is now for sure with luck and fate

I wait with calm posture
Everything is certain for sure
There will be final knock at any hour
I am in full control and don’t shiver

I am for all good smiles
This was my life style
I took it as good mission
There was not at all any confusion

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To Build A Dream

The world can be dark and lonely,
Some light is hard to find
One longs for hope and happiness
To calm a troubled mind

Day in, day out, we work and strive,
To make our lives complete
One thing is sure and life will prove
Success is quite a fate

But can success be measured
In all that gleams of gold?
Or do we still search farther
To see what life will hold?

Of course we know we can't deny
That it will take much more
To build a dream, to find a path
To what we're searching for

Great men have died throughout the years
Without this truth so clear
That life is loving and caring for
The people we hold dear

There are those who take and take
And never give a damn
For them the creed of kindness
Is nothing but a sham

True happiness can never come
To people such as these
For in the end, they'll be alone
And wonder what they've missed

Love and human kindness
Can only come one way
By proving through our actions
Each and every day

That we can give as well as take
Help lift another's load
Turn the darkness into a day
Along life's weary road

So why you ask, do I go on?
This verse is nothing new
Well, I just thought I'd let you know
I've found the best in you... to build a dream!

God gave me a neck with limited turns only to know who are on my sides, to look down what I have lost, and to look up that He is watching. In fact, He gave a full body to hold my senses so I could turn around and look back to those who had helped me.

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Simple Isolation

Not alone but together in isolation
Living with memory with solid bond and relation
Nothing has gone away or taken forcibly
You will be able to steer the course ably

I live by every moment
Past and present in silence without any comment
You are so near but still very far
I can remember you distinctly while looking at star

Not all the happiness can be realized
Not everything can be had or obliged
It is single journey and can be taken over
Person himself has to endure and find cover

At some sweet moment of time, you may be loved by many
You may be deceived very next moment and criticized by so many
These are the weak points to be faced by every individual
Somewhere to present as honest and somewhere to play as dual

Time may certainly be on you to remind your aloofness
This may be crucial time when you may feel badly about togetherness
The golden opportunity has passed of from your hand
It is proving very difficult to find reasonable end

Since you are left and deserted
You own will should matter and stand as inserted
An independent and peaceful empire should be created
Where you live happily without any feeling of being cheated

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Live without him

I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure

I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just

We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/

I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult

I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed

We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?

I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something

We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered

I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife

We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage

There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought

It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Do Not Want To Go

'No, No, No, I don't want to go'
Time has not yet come for me to show
To the world that I have left this world for simple reason
I want to live here for some more years as a wealthy person

What I have seen in this world up to this time?
Childhood has consumed most part of the time
Where was I given choice to act of my own?
Now only I have come across and known

I spent time recklessly in young age
I did lots of bad things which can not be written on page
'Poor adventurous age' so I too followed same
It too passed off and this old age suddenly came

I did lot many things to corner enough of wealth
I knew I had no time so did not care even about health
I employed all tricks and fooled the people
Got as much as I wanted and finished the struggle

As soon as I realized that now is time to rest
This death bell rang to wind up my life's best
How can God be that cruel to impose such will?
I am afraid that not much time is left still

What will happen to my palatial building?
And to those precious emeralds which are in hiding?
Oh no God, give me some more time to adjust
I have no one so close here to whom I can trust

Now I realize why people wake up in late age
Wind up everything in time and skillfully manage
Now I am caught in cross fire and can't resign
I shall soon be put on fire and body may be consigned to flame

Give me some more time for worship as I followed nothing
Life was enjoyed as if it may not have any end for something
I repent now for not having utilized it in best way
The death lords may come anytime and take me away

Still I wish that I could be spared
To think about death I shouldn't be dared
Wealth, property and ornaments I have adored
It may all now be of no use and stored

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An inbuilt guilt

One gets frustrated when aspirations are not met
Dilemma spreads over split milk when opportunities are lost
Is it not human tendency to leave and forget?
He may try very hard for the course to set

You may feel boredom
Even if you attain great stardom
Is there any reason, sense or wisdom?
There is not use to feel is restriction for the want of freedom

Individual's rating may come down and will be on vane
There will total eclipse on thoughts in brain
He may be guided by others on important matters
He may read on doted lines by looking at letters

Once you have everything at your disposal
New suggestions may pour in with big proposals
You may not act on device which is purely mechanical
Time may when you may be overcome by diseases so chronicle

Time and tide wait for none
Fame may be enjoyed by you alone
It has to come by dint of ability
Not by praise or by publicity

Wise person may absorb it with all its ills
Strong desire may prevail as will
There may be obstacles like arrogance and false pride
That may engulf you and unnecessarily take control and ride

It is sign of simple maturity
It may need no clarity
It is wisdom coupled with clear vision
That may bring fame with precision

There is nothing to hide and nothing to seek
Try to look strong and not weak
Almighty may help you to achieve the goal
It may help you to dig out diamond from black coal

You are product of Almighty's bless
Whatever you may get should not be considered as less
You may have large followers and big name in press
Simple fact may emerge and you may not be in position to suppress

High rise or fame is luck by chance
You may feel right with pride at once
Honor and pride may have position or absence
False stardom or freedom may have no sense

How to ignore simple fact?
Why not to say no and react?
Is it not the folly on our part or unpardonable act?
We got to tackle it with real tact

Excess of everything also leads to boredom
It doesn't work and helps seldom
You may find success at every point
It may grant you peace not disappoint

The joy or happiness lies with us
We should not express or make any fuss
One has to feel contended
It is not concealment but openness that is needed

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A cry over split milk