A deer at heart
At heart you were deer
liked by all and to be addressed as dear
preferred nice words to hear
without any stab to fear
Lions do not roar
still there is uproar
he has wild land to rule
In nice king's role
A lion does not share
he never looks around and stare
still everyone praises his role as fair
there is charm and thickness in air
No one tries look so elegant
it comes automatically or instant
people may know by actions or words
As there are blessings from the lords
It is nice to dream a reality
noble and standard is the quality
it drives powerfully among herds
the beautiful music will be made by birds
it is fantasy but not stupidity to remain near nature
that accords permanent refuge for future
we sail against winds and reach the shore
still remain ordinary and ask no more
I shall remain as earthly as possible
though with strong mind but body as feeble
Still I shall look upon as victorious man
As I have acted only human
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A lion's head
At heart you were deer
liked by all and to be addressed as dear
preferred nice words to hear
without any stab to fear
Lions do not roar
still there is uproar
he has wild land to rule
In nice king's role
Who has not seen their elegant style?
they move freely in their kingdom for a while
they rule over thousands of miles
yet it is habitat to live for meanwhile
A lion does not share
he never looks around and stare
still everyone praises his role as fair
there is charm and thickness in air
No one tries to look so elegant
it comes automatically or instant
people may know by actions or words
As there are blessings from the lords
It is nice to dream a reality
noble and standard is the quality
it drives powerfully among herds
the beautiful music will be made by birds
it is fantasy but not stupidity to remain near nature
that accords permanent refuge for future
we sail against winds and reach the shore
still remain ordinary and ask no more
I shall remain as earthly as possible
though with strong mind but body as feeble
Still I shall look upon as victorious man
As I have acted only human
We may try to project or live under that name
all fearless qualities we try to claim
we are not at all worthy of all qualities
we fake the originality and live under same identity
It is good to be called lion hearted person
he or she may have all the valid reasons
it is glorifying one of the bravest creature
it is their life style to live with nature
You can never pretend to be human with lion's head
it will no where allow you to lead
the lion will not succumb to the domination
human beings surrender with little hesitation
You may with beautiful dreams
as it is not reality as sun beam
how long can you stand under the hot sun?
you may try to find safe refuge and run
We have many ways to reflect the views
we ask for open opinion and constantly review
it is still a big question as what is contrary?
it is ruled out of question and stands as unnecessary
It is good to be looked as brave
You may not be lucky to have close shave
some day it will pose direct threat
it will depend how you respond or treat
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It Is Your Plan
'LORD, I know it's your plan,
just help me to get through it.'
I came across such nice prayer in wall
It was reader's observation and fine call
'Beautiful words in your wall'
'It has made strong appeal'
I take it as Lord's plan for future
You can be my friend and for sure
She roared into laughter
No doubt she took it as joke matter
'Lord has sent you for me' I added
She had now opened up to talk free
You have made strong appeal
I wanted it for real
I proposed a nice deal
She began and started to feel
'I am here for you always'
'Let Him suggest and show the ways'
I was glad and happy as well
As she had responded positively to the call
Your dreams may always pay
When you are out for it and find the way
She was agreeing to what I was about to put
Her mouth remained wide open and not shut
I felt as if scaling of the wall
What a nice way to respond the call
'You are not dream but reality
The love of true feeling and fine quality'
'I am already on other side: ' she added
'Just divert to my side' I reminded
I shall take you to world wide
Make you to feel deep and slight
If you are after it and willing
I shall hold you with feeling
If you feel it honest and right
I shall always go for it without much fight
I shall make you miss
Your may remain so in morning breeze
Only one and forever one for me
I shall take it watch you as bird free
Just come near
Without any fear
I shall offer friendship and no tears
As you shall be always be called dear
Should I embrace?
Bring happiness on your face
If you say 'yes' in this case
I shall dream it for ever in any case
If you say' no' or never
I will go on until say you are fed up
I shall love to and remain on top
You may prove true and never stop...
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It Would Be So Nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet, sometime
Everybody wakes, and in the morning
Hot tea and cant stop yawning
Pass the butter please.
Have you ever read the daily standard?
Reading all about the plane thats landed
Upside down?
And no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
Everybody cares about the weather
And everybody should know better
What a waste of time
Everybody lives beneath the ceiling
Living out a dream that sends them reeling
To a distant place
But no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
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Say Something Nice
Say that you like me the way I am
Just take some time out to understand
It may not be much, but I do all I can
Say something nice
Id never do it to one of you
Id say something nice if it wasnt true
Id make you feel better when youre feeling blue
Id say something nice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice
I wanna hear that Im beautiful
But you wouldnt say it even if I were
Wearing my diamonds and a coat of fur
You wouldnt say nothin nice
Tell me you think that my hairs real nice
Dont stand around and just criticize
Cant you understand that when a person tries
You say something nice
And its oh so hard, oh so hard
To listen to the words that you say
Oh, say something nice, just once or twice
It wouldnt hurt, dont you see
I wanna hear something nice, say something nice
Say something nice, just once or twice
It dont hurt you at all, say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Say something nice
Say something nice
And its oh so hard, and its oh so hard
And Im dying to hear what Ive never heard (fade out)
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A long forty years
It drives me back forty years
When i had heard beautiful voice in ears
She was to be my partner for long journey
We had to march ahead without source and money
It was no Man's land
I wanted beautiful face and hand
no one preferred to be a friend
I had feared a tragic end
It was loveless life and long sea
Only blue waters but not a shed or tree
I was bird with wings but not a free one
Nothing could be achieved by me as person
Though kind at hart, I missed killer's instinct
I was forbidden to maintain it very strict
I did not look at even called by name
It was causing me surprise and shame
I am not aware of delicate stage
For me it is difficult to manage
Though I have grown with the age
Still feelings remain hidden in page
I used to pray almighty to gift me with one
Who would love me alone only except none
It was desire and did not expect it to be fulfilled
Though lady luck so far had not smiled
As luck would have it and it rained
Water filtered through ground and gained
The little foothold in somebody's heart
I was liked by some one as a nice and smart
There was some one wishing to be part
I considered it blessings from the start
I knew it may not click sometimes
But it was turning very good times
I stared In her eyes to find safe refuge
I was in no position to refuse
I thought I may sink with little fear
She started it calling with “O, my dear
I heard it coming like bomb shell
I was fearing fall of hell
It was quite amusing to hear sweet words
I gathered strength to thank Almighty Lords
She fairly smiled to offer willingness
I was almost going down with happiness
She was to be my permanent bride
I utterly failed for emotions to hide
I still remember those pretty moments
It will not nice to offer any comments
Ya, it was nicest among all so far experienced
I was not in control to find it distanced
My feet firmly held the ground
I thought I have lastly found
She can be princess of fairy land
I would love to hand over my self completely In her hand
“ I am still in her fold
since then enjoying hold”
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For Poems
Three reads for every one poem written
As if food for body is regularly taken
How ocean has rare species in its belt
Same way the presence of each poet is felt
If we can appreciate and read
They are the futures and to lead
With all their fancy and innovative views
We need to pay attention and dues
We got to swim if we are in
This is logic and trend has been
If we don’t read theirs
They want prove to us as their heirs
It is encouragement and positive drive
As it is must for them to survive
If we fail to recognize their talent
What is use to remain idle or to reserve the comment
Time and tide may come and go
Some of things we have to forgo
We may not have time for death
How can we expect for other people to come and lay the wreath
It will be nice if we remain loosely connected
Within nice ambit and convincingly pre-acted
They may come up with double of efforts
As people of board may cheer while reaching at ports
You m ay never find bank or shore
You got to think and positively explore
We have no time in this fast moving world
But hardly can we afford to remain complacent or cold
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I Better Be Good
If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
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In Strange Land
How long will you remain in strange land?
People call it illusory, foreign and dreamland
I am unaware of this slippery world
Develop fear now with feet turning cold
I am unable to make out what you can just be?
Lovely, good looking, white in color or black tree
Lovely moon face or glittering shine on cheeks
I am confused now how to ask for and seek
Beautiful things with apparent show has always fascinated
If I am drawn towards then it must not be co-related
As I am normal human being with all worldly desires
If I seek, what has been just pulsating, must be admired
Oh, those diamond jewelleries on beautiful ears
Necklace on neck with all pomp and show without fears
Simple and elegant walk just to pull a man in charmer’s net
I think all works as magic play simply stare and bet
Female as whole is considered as divine form
We must be conscious of it and remain well informed
At every stage that role is magnificently changed
As an actor we play different roles as orchestrated and managed
At some stage we loose some of our common sense
When she has been seen as beautiful object with nonsense?
Whole concept of glamorization appears before eyes
We go deep into bottom and then all such fancy flies
Most memorable aspect of female is her beautiful face
Then good smile and well intentioned move to invite in race
If those things are coupled with little show off and smart move
There remains nothing to be worth trying to prove
Sometimes I shifted to her face and then to her temperament
She was elegant, beautiful and made smart movement
All these things made me restless and pushed to deep thinking
The stage had nearly come where I was about to go down with sinking
Well, this is nice stage where beautiful heart pulsates
So many faces come on screen, compare and equate
Force him to focus on certain dominant features and compel
Dream of beautiful company and expect it to go well
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Rule As Best
Thousands of rose petals will be less
She may remain supreme in any case
She has domination as we have seen
Where she goes it is different scene
What else she has to do to regain?
Fit in to role and honestly remain
If situation demands as wife
She may restrain tongue to be used as knife
As mother we can ask no other
She has love in abundance and we need not bother
We are very much safe in her lap and refuge
No one can deny the fact and refuse
No doubt at some central stage, she has been taken as sex medium
But that stage has remained for time as bare minimum
All responsibilities and burden comes later on
Life is laid wide open and to be won
Above and all, she is real magic
Her role is to provide smooth life with music
The life is to be made really entertaining
The pride and honor is worth maintaining
She is medium for many and adore nice place
No one can take chance for her to replace
She is no where seen in the race
Yet she wears glow and shining on face
You are only one to be compared to creator
He is one but you are real mentor
The hope and despair lies at the centre
You are the only one as mother
All stages are evaluated with pride
There is nothing much to hide
It is all taken in right earnest
You, as female, reign and rule the best
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The success story
We are dreamy creature
Long for the things which is unsure
Why does then human being dream?
When they can't think of forming even a team
Each time we dream and remain quiet
Allow the spring to pass off and autumn to let
No one has changed their style except man
We are no exception but remain unchanged as human
Dreams are always beautiful
Sometimes provide key to be successful
We laugh it out and take no note
Meanwhile the water may seep in and sink the boat
Dreams need nice push
Credible effort without any rush
It may definitely pay in long run
As nothing is impossible under the Sun
Not all the kids survive after birth
Not all the pots come out safe even if nicely berthed
So think of some success after great struggle
It is yardstick for every thing to succeed little
It is always nice to think high
Couple it with dreamy planning slight
It may come off the ground well
Success story may thereafter definitely tell
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Soul and body
Oh, dear poems
I always addressed you to him
As I thought of you as medium
You were away near but kept mum
You made me to speak
Kept reminding me about peak
Even thought I was weak
You forced on me to stick
I take it as blessings
There can't be anything like missing
You are always there when I wish to assert
Come out in verses and visibly seen in concert
I know time is precious
Yet thought process is continuous
I know for sure you always remain in my mind
I spare now sometime for you to find
Cuckoo has no business to air melody
That can be assigned to anybody
But some one has to play that role
Nature has made it strictly as per rules
We have to play all kind of roles but differently
To express thoughts and present it vehemently
In such condition you invade mind decisively
I too accept it gladly and project positively
You have distinct place and position
Not all can make effective composition
I consider it as heavenly gift and art
Like Human soul and body as inseparable part
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Hollow World
I heard a speech in religious congregation
It was widely read out in relation
With worldly happenings and people around
The speech was tremendous and seemed very sound
As all religious leaders try to prove something good
To preach and get satisfaction out of it and consider as food
What do they have with them except to part with good words?
Spread the message with love of almighty or lords
They have found refuge under roof of holy homes
Where no one is shunted out but always welcomed
Nice treatment with all help for possible mental peace
Nice words, healing touch and free from any satire or tease
But we live in live world surrounded by sheer lies
All sorts of rumors, propaganda and false promises
Dependence on such persons whose words are hollow
We know about it but still compelled to follow
If not, then there is cruel world to face
Left behind in sands even though considered as mad race
For paltry sum or gain of no significance
Daily quarrels, altercations and pursuit of insignificance
We live in world that is built on promises
Constructed by liars with full of flaws and misses
I love listening to such gimmicks despite knowing the reality
To hide the emotions and inside rage is called very good quality
Well, no one can claim aloofness
It may be called dirty ground reality and dirty surface
Yet we have to live with it by making permanent base
Run after it, grab it and survive after making frantic chase
No one has succeeded in escaping from its dragnet
The ground has been made slippery and wet
There are every chance of slipping
Cry over bad fate and weeping
It may remain so for centuries to come
We may feel as if imprisoned in drum
Where our voice can’t be heard by outside world
As they have become used to and developed cold
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A noble part
One holds key to success
If he is able to face
All odds and and still stand fast
To stand erect and not to last
It nice to part with knowledge
Though it is like walking on cutting edge
We still laugh it out and manage
As it is slowly coming with the age
The donor has always upper hand
He has joy of giving help to friend
The friend will always remain grateful
As the help was timely and helpful
You have all the time tom bow your head
While receiving the help or aid
You meekly surrender to the gesture
It will be age long burden for the future
The joy of giving is always supreme
It reflects the light of sun beam
You have joy of giving something precious
It generates the feeling of giving it continuous
I think of parting nice views
It may not be able to help all but few
It may remain like morning dew
But the obligation is very much due
It is nice to do a small gesture
Even if can part with little pleasure
No one can say we have bleak future
But we got to make it durable and secure
There is tremendous joy for noble act
This has remained basic fact
It may add to your fortune
If you generously act per tune
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
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A close end
The clock was ticking
It made sound of striking
Both arms moving with long space
Competition to reach out in race
It is closing at last moment
Both arms are struck with no movement
The expiry is over with no sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
The body is laid for rest
It served till the last with its best
The life span was spread over years
Now no more sound or voice to reach ears
It has no relevance today
Two arms are not crossing the way
They are stuck with as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be thrown and body cremated
The goodness will be remembered and narrated
The nice and noble work to remain in memory
Now there is no concern or worry
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
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Water Bubble
It is invitation from nature
For carrying on with future
It may carry challenge and difficulty
Yet it is the felling with purest quality
Girls become medium for the quest
They look upon boys as their best
Young and beautiful may attract
Love may grow and invite the act
Nothing new as it goes on
Days may be coming and gone too
Today's young may turn old
With only experience in store to be told
Nice to love and nice to feel
So long you have strong will
Nature is beautiful and so are the people
Life should be taken as challenge and struggle
Many may descend on earth
Without fear of decay or death
It may be repletion of same cycle
As life may then be called water bubble
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Females behind success
I dare not violate the woman’s modesty
It will be pure injustice and no honesty
The clouds may look dark and atmosphere little misty
But all this can be termed as impure and dirty
They have come into being of their own
God has given them delicate figure to maintain
If they look good and beautiful not their fault
Almighty has placed caring heart too and kept as inbuilt
How do we roam freely with joy in garden?
The flowers of all colors have emerged all of sudden
It is their presence to be felt in nice environment
Do they not deserve nice eyes to look at with comments?
I am fascinated with the way they open up and boom
They may not look that beautiful when decorated in room
They may add beauty and nicely adore
But we need to do something more
We appreciate feminist out look and touch
We do take care and appreciate very much
I love being very near to them and present
All that I could do without any reservation and not resent
I feel we have great and caring heart like female
In some of the fields they have outwitted males
Females have proved great artists and poets
Remain in doors still all fronts keeping very quiet
So much to learn from their feminist look and nature
They are great philosopher even if not fully matured
The motherly and caring nature all that very much assure
At least I feel honestly secured of near future
We may have different character inbuilt
We may show favor and make some tilt
Still they outsmart us in every field and make move
They have made their presence known and need not prove
Time and again it is male very clear
I hear it number of times and pleases ears
All stories about them have vanished like yesteryears
They are dear alright but so much to be afraid of or fear
They are submissive but not to the extent beyond limit
They have dedication and will power to show and exhibit
We can not be unsecured or unsafe in their orbit
It will be too naïve to disregard or praise little bit
We are soft and fragile on women
Even though we are wild animal but appear as strong man
Not all the men derive their strength from women partners
Still they remain as driving force to be reckoned with care
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International year
International day
here she is struggling for man
proving all worth as his woman
still no appreciation with strong relation
I for one remain happy with elation
she wears very nice smile
she has resolute nature but remain firm for a while
women stand in their own way with own style
lovely to adore them and honor for a while
can't we stand by her and protect?
with all our resolve and fine act?
i hope it to be fine gesture
as our hope lies in their future
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