A dozen ton
It is twelve hundred long
Anything you term it for poem or songs
They are in verses and spread through years
It has helped me to ride over worst fears
The long competitions infused me with spirit
The little fuel in lamp kept it dimly lit
It gave no warmth but little heat
Sure path for achieving a memorable feat
The numbers are meant for simple memory
Sometimes they caused me amusement and worry
So many friends made me to feel bad and sorry
I still decided to go ahead and carry
The ideas and plots were pouring in mind
I wanted some medium or little place to find
Where I could convey paragraphs form of poetry
It was newest form from my side to portray
I loved to add rhythm with simple phrase
The idea was to make it remain and not to erase
It was starting phase and not easy
Though i remained quite amused and busy
It has given me long way for expedition
Strictly peaking it is without any condition
Open field for proving the caliber and ability
Nice way of putting thoughts with clear strategy
There is no point in looking the past
The time has moved slowly but very fast
The time may not wait for anyone and last
I may clear all doubts if they are really cast
I have yet to learn many things
It is flight in air without wings
I may come down with heavy blow
Still I got to go up and progress slow
It is never ending process
There is no pause or recess
You may have no ready made access
Still that dilemma remains and got to be faced
It is not easy but difficult too
We have to sail and pass through
It is as usual a routine exercise
The views have to be to the point and precise
I have no life time desire
Friends and readers must appreciate and admire
I shall remain not to witness it in future
They may remain as treasure for sure
The poems and poets are in separable part
No one can remain separate and depart
It is to be long union and strong bond
All fished take refuge in vast pond
I dip in water for fresh pearl stone
It may be slipped from hand and gone
Still a worth try for memorial drive
Life time experience to enjoy and live
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A minute away
I am minutes away from leaving this world
I remain unmoved and don’t develop any cold
It is time bid good bye and prepare for final departure
I remain calm and as usual not very sure
It is final count down and whistle is likely to blow
There won’t be any movement and body may go slow
It will slowly calm down with no sign of life
It has to leave for heavenly abode when it stops to breathe
There is sense of satisfaction on my face
Soon I will be lost and run out of race
Body may be cremated and here won’t be any trace
I shall unite there at my place with His grace
There nothing much to worry as I leave with satisfaction
Everything moved satisfactorily with all my actions
Now time has come and it will be soon over in fraction of seconds
I swim and sink for fresh air as fish in the ponds
The soul may not depart that easily for the want of desire
All relatives gather and all past deeds admire
It is their wish that I should depart without any pain
They pray for it and wish it should not go in vain
How one can see a person who remained so close for a long?
He might have caused damage or done something wrong
Still at the end of the time they wish happy journey
Everybody leaves behind bad memory including money
There remains desire for oasis water
We run all the time for needs to cater
Its futility will be realized at the end of tour
We may be leaving behind dark patches or slur
It is wisdom on the part of individual to rise
Act as honest man and possibly to remain wise
It is to be borne in mind for no regret at the time of demise
It will definitely take over with everybody’s surprise
There won’t be any time left for any regret
You must pass the things or allow letting
What is bound to happen may happen
It will be too late then
I always wished that end must be happy
It must be peaceful and without any worry
No one should be afraid of loosing the body
It may happen sooner or later to everybody
What do we leave behind for youngsters?
Who else will take care of our brothers and sisters?
This is routine matter and may take its own course
You should feel nothing and have any remorse
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
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A school life
The weather can be totally unpredictable
The human tendency like it is not at all acceptable
The rain is our main source of inspiration
We welcome it in its complete duration
There is tremendous change with the arrival of season
Initial days are quite enjoyed with good reasons
The children too like their initial school days
The parent to find good hope with rays
The school transform the character of child
They learn the basic elements and remain mild
They have innocence but do not act as fool
They learn a lot so long as they remain in school
It is lot more to gain and act
This is most unforgettable fact
It is always remembered in spare days
As it has taught us in many ways
There is enough time to focus on future
The last year shapes destiny and makes it sure
The time is approaching near to give farewell
Everybody is in fine mood to remember it well
The last moments are full of joy
They make it memorable and enjoy
The time and tide waits for none
The saying is well remembered by everyone
The school days are not forever
It has brief spell but to be spent there however
The long association makes them little upset
But the day for for departure is already set
It is natural to feel pain in separation
Everybody become so much emotional
So many incidences emerge in memory lane
As they have decided to leave the school by bus or plane
It may be altogether new experience
Now they have responsibility and enough sense
They may remain busy after leaving the busy life
The teacher has always remained them about edge of knife
They are needing good advice and direction
Whole future depends upon their action
The school platform has limited role
They may have to adjust with different poles
As the days are nearing to depart
They slowly gather to celebrate it in part
They may freely move and try to find
They will be out soon for the new world to find
It may be worrying them a lot
They fear fear and would not want to be caught
The life has become full of ups and down
Now they have to share the burden and own
Time may come soon to be separated
It will become past to be only related
It will remain as lost memory in one corner
They part of new life later or sooner
The path lay wide open to march
No one may lead you with torch
You were ably guided here by teacher
There you will be with respectable sirs
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Good Bye
It is time to say good bye,
amidst small gathering and cry,
Soul to depart from body and fly,
No one knows where and why?
Always stayed among kith and kin
Struggled hard though not very keen
So much load on solder as it had always been
So many odds against but clear path seen
Kept all flocks under shed and together
Waging a struggle and not thought to bother
Continued to strive very hard and survived
Explored all possible means and revived
Lived life to the extent possible,
Made it easy though looked impossible,
Discharged obligations to the last end,
Sensed eternal signals which were send,
Many things were done and remained undone,
Received acclaim from friends as well done,
Considered life as meaningful and good mission,
No doubts ever occurred as matter of question
Will my work remain not to be in time finished?
Chances are not bright and seems to be diminished
though life remained fulfilled and has no regret,
it’s time to sleep peacefully and rest to forget,
Will my living not be exemplary and remembered?
Ideas may soon be forgotten and pushed in corner
This may take place or happen later or sooner,
It is a lesson for the learner or beginner
I may have not lived up to the expectations,
May have many emissions and omissions,
Might have not yielded to the submissions,
But always have resisted the temptations
Ambition and desire may remain always a concern
Attempt to disassociate will be a lesson to learn
Sun always shined and brought ray of hope,
Descending was easy even in high slopes
it gives enough joy And contentment
Life seems to be a mission for fulfillment
Might have faced rough weather sometimes
Everybody in life faces good or bad times
Eyes are filled with joy and unhappiness
When you became familiar with closeness
It was happy union but soon to come to an end
You had to leave everybody including friends
It is not easy to forget log association
Either in service, circle or with family
Sometimes we might have acted silly
But it would have been atmosphere homely
It is tearful and sad departure
You may feel end in near future
It is simple law of nature
Just get top of it and be sure
Final journey to bid farewell and bye,
Not enough time to say even lie,
Permanent position to find and go,
Leaving behind memories and forgo
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Unlimited space
Glory and fame may sparkle the mind
Heart may also beat slowly and synchronize with new find
nothing is shaken or moved away with blow of heavy wind
it is pure love and feeling of its own kind
I shall long for it with utmost faith
It will remain forever till the death
To live for own sake is no Herculean job
One feels guilty or being robbed
I want to create some position or space
I want it to be done quietly without any race
I want to bring happiness and brightness on face
It must remain there as unique case
I must be very clear in mind to create space?
I should ask for surety to self in case
How to ask any one “will you provide me any space”?
There should not be uncertainty and I must eventually brace
Heavenly bodies may laugh at me but still bless
Nothing will be left out of it just to trace
Only love and not the hate may find the way
Why one should think of desertion and to go away?
It is likely to happen that I shall live no longer
Love and friendship may grow even stronger
we are not the only one in this world to live as stranger
why don’t you rest in my arm as an adult an not teenager?
Is it is difficult to spread the message of love?
Calm water may allow the refuge to doves
Rainbow may not feel shy at colorful union
We may sail through the storm as ideal companion
Oh, God shower your bless and mercy
I pray only for her health not out of pity
Life may move on with her simple desire
I may merely surrender to her and admire
I don’t know what’s in store
I wish nothing less nothing more
Let her be the only one and not prove as stone wall
All stars must twinkle when she makes final call
She has done all her best
Choice was proving as difficult test
Every thing went off smoothly as memorable event
No chance of regret was there as it was heavenly seen
It is difficult to create space in human being
It may not succeed for any changes to bring
Lady luck may smile and bring the fortune
One may opt to go for it and dance to the tune
The pair is created not here but in His courtroom
The flowers in garden are raised to boom
We must live peacefully together and thank
Almighty the great who was merciful and frank
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Help In Age
How does poetry help in old age?
How can something new and innovative be inscribed on page?
Does the mind evolve such idea to cope with new generation?
I thought answer was in yes and had very much relevant indication
There were many ups and down in the life
No peace in mind with lots of worries and full of strife
It has dragged you for entire length and brought to near end
You are free now to find a new set up with old friends
How to keep mind young from on going struggle?
You had long innings even it was termed as bubble
Now there is time to look back and assess the past conduct
How to bring them in for future use and effectively induct
It is not easy to dream about young girl and think of sweet moments
Surely people may laugh at you and even offer critical comments
Little suspicious movement may adversely affect your reputation
It is rather advisable now to work towards some contribution
I buy no such arguments and offer self for lovely and romantic nature
It doesn’t involve going round for lust but find out for nice future
All natural objects are there since centuries and invite your attention
You had so far neglected it and had not taken note for any mention
How to turn then growing age into charming young age?
To feel young or inject valuable ideas on golden pages
Remain with young environment and feel energetic
Of course yes, it is remedy for not to remain static
Even water may stagnate and spread the smell
The disease may spread and nothing goes well
It is better to keep moving with changing world
Not to remain with bye gone and try for new fold
I did it with quite ease and now enjoy
There is no more tension and spend the time with joy
I have learnt a new lesson and share it with readers
They are my strength and useful means to scale the ladder
I may not come up with their expectations
Yet can lead to the solving of some of the questions
It may provide clue to the burning desire
This is all more important from turning life into satire
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A little thought
I am not morning walker
But jump on feet like jogger
It gives enough of fresh air in open
I find fresh ideas to be inked with pen
I act like child and sometimes little lazy
I am damn tired as whole day remain very busy
It is fast and time consuming routine
So many of my friends spend evening with wine
I am knee deep in thoughts
So many solutions are to be sought
It is not easy but boring and tiresome
I try to find solace and wait for some outcome
The day is any how passed of peacefully
Now the time has approached to have rest eventually
It has to be spent with fun fare or outing
It will be ideal if I go for dating
I have not come across yet with female friends
I had thought over it and tried for beautiful flowers to send
It did meet with some response and half way success
I had finally cut through with full access
Now evenings were pleasant and enjoyable
I spent good amount for her as was capable
I wanted good and durable relation
She was fully aligned and gave indication
I pondered over inaction on my part
I was not ready to leave or depart
From my original stand of keeping aloof
I used to stare lonely at roof
She was tuned with me in every move
She showed initiative and tried to prove
She would bring with her lovely message
I used to look at her for clear passage
She would enter room with gentle foot steps
I will not come know of it until she will push or slap
I liked each move of her and loved it honestly
I wanted to bring an end for such relation earnestly
The nature too was taking her side
I did not try for anything to hide
She would smell like rose flower’s scent
The air would gently blow in definitely felt
She was still not confident of outcome
I would daily reassure her and welcome
She would laugh it out with least concern
But internally she would probe and try to learn
I was simply carried away by her charm
I took enough care not to trouble her or harm
She would leave everything to luck or fate
I will give number of examples and state
She has come around to fall completely
I to have realized and understood it lately
It is going to be strong and permanent bond
It may go for years and beyond
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A bottom of heart
Such nice feeling from bottom of the heart
No one knows exactly when it will end or start
It can not be marketed all over for certain price
It is so precious and its feeling is very nice
Books after books are written on this subject
No one has advanced any particular reason to reject
It has such a tremendous driving force to sweep
You will be left with joy and later on only to weep
No one should live under fallacy
It has lots of joy and fantasy
Not difficult but it is not that easy
Keeps you wondering and very much busy
One may be counting starts in night
No one may know exactly what is right?
It is to be felt from within and alone
It has its own joy to be enjoyed by one
Have you seen person weeping with joy?
Talking silently with beautiful toy
It is such a unique feeling in lovely life
More joy of having her than making a beautiful wife
It is delicate phase one may pass through
All lies around and nothing seems to him true
Only one word strikes his mind all the way
“I long for you and can not remain away”
It is nice to feel all the way very good
No care for anybody and neglecting the food
It is like child asking for impossible
Landing in unexplored field with trouble
You may rightly attempt to write poetic verses
Tearing papers, writing all over and near misses
Nothing goes right from the beginning
It has disastrous start with the innings
One may try to hide the face but can not cry in open
Try to prove point by painting gloomy side with pen
Then also if no way is found out, going for long drive
Thinking all the positively how to come out of it and survive
May be it is lover’s exclusive zone
All novel ideas and new concept is borne
There is no room for backing out or escape route
No norms or any kind of rules to flout
It is always good to pass through such stage
It gives tremendous strength and power to manage
It can take place at any time and in any age
It will certainly be a unique experience and golden page
Almighty has made certain things for each other
Sometimes it may add to tension and make us to bother
But ultimate end will be very much positive and in order
The noble act has to be performed by not crossing the border
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Enough of thought
I gave enough of thought and read
Read and reread but not actually led
What it meant when barred by distance
There was not a single logic behind instance
Love as has been put is not a physical link
It is not for the page to feel touch of ink
It may rewrite what has been left behind
Yet that is not the criteria to find
Love is to find final refuge
Where two souls can unite and never refuse
Let there be onslaught from any quarter
It is not commodity to exchange or barter
There may rise many tidal waves
Take you up with it and bring down to save
Yet the wish does not fade
It keeps alive the hope to wed
You committed your eternal love with whole body
It is now my turn to feel it and nobody
I shall cling to it till the death
It is not only the resolve but good faith
No weapon can kill that spirit
I have know it from breath beneath it
I can never be separated
Till the find end we are united
No distance can make us separate
No luck or any thing can shape our fate
Let it take little longer or come late
I shall term it success in any rate
I won’t shed tears for not getting
I won’t fear even when time comes for submitting
As it has remained my long wish or desire
I shall remain there for whole life to admire
I have loved long beats of loving heart
That has remained so far unknown art
I am true love lover of feeling
Let that remain in me forever as loving
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A Never Ending
Life is never ending process
It has no pause or recess
It beats on in different form
Constant changes with very good reform
We have come to stay for short but for a long
Nothing to gain but committing wrong
Find no time for looking back and sum up
It is too late to think and stop
Who makes your life memorable and sweet?
Lovely friends when they come and greet?
Call on you and occasionally meet?
You surge ahead with energy in feet
Endless drive and non stop journey
Sometimes bitterness and sometimes honey
No mad race for treasure or money
Even though it looks sometimes funny
I wish to enjoy it at full length
Though I may not have enough strength
Is it not the strange wish for oasis water?
After all what do we search after?
I may have come across many hurdles
Worries too might have come in bundles
It is all over by the grace of God
How should I express it in words?
I must venture in no man’s land
Sometimes I may find very good friends
I wish I have some treasure to share
I searched all over but found no where
Life seems to me as no problem at all
I take it as challenge and useful call
What is use of crying over split milk?
When there is no water even to drink
It can be made worthwhile by staying positive
No place for thinking destructive or negative
It has to be accepted as destiny or fate
Life is still worthwhile even if we start late
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No more grief
It is humane to cry over split milk
Can not afford for cotton still long for silk
Exactly opposite to the God’s will
No happiness and contentment still
No dead can be brought to life
Same can happen with your dearest wife
One departed means once for all
No use of crying over it and wishing for recall
It is nature’s cycle and inevitable
Even though we may be strong and capable
So many things we can do or attain
But the past events are difficult to maintain
Many might have glorious past
The life would have been easy and spent very fast
They might have lived with colorful situation
They would have wished too for its permanent continuation
It is not easy to forget passed events
They might have passed as fast movement
No one can reel back the time
It has gone off and not remained as prime
It should not have any bearing on future
As no one is confident and very much sure
The past can be buried and present can be pushed
Careful planning for future and not to be rushed
The past is hunting you like grave wound
The is not with you or can never be found
It keeps you restless and does not allow you to rest
There will be no use shedding tears and not trying best
As the cloak can not be pushed back
So the time and fortune can not be brought back too
The lesson must be taken from it to go ahead
Certainly the uncertainty must be over and fears must be allayed
It is advised not to worry so much
Things can not be brought back as such
It is thing of past and must be treated
As by gone is by gone and purpose is defeated
It will be futile attempt to live under fallacy
You will be helpless and live under mercy
You must come out of past shock
As the time go on ticking in clock
It is natural to be alert on your part
It is normal way and no body can depart
It you cling to old things and do not forgo
There won’t be any place left to go
So try to be flexible and possibly adjust
It is very much essential and must
One should remain vigilant all the time and be careful
It is going to be very much useful
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The Deceased Poets Of Nature
Such beautiful poems to Nature they did write
The poetry we love for to read and recite
May they rest in peace now where-ever they lay
The deceased poets of Nature their poems live today
They glorified Nature and her praises they sung
And though they may be long dead their poems remain young
the poets of the land and the poets of the sea
In their beautiful poetry their greatness we do see
Their poems and their songs I loved as a boy
And their poems and their songs I will always enjoy
The beauty of Nature they did celebrate
And beauty in their words they loved to create.
Great insights of Nature from them we did gain
The beauty of their words with us does remain
We loved them for their poems in decades long gone
The deceased poets of Nature their poems living on.
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A 500th poem
Why should I not celebrate it as an auspicious occasion?
Completion of 500th poem should not end my passion
I will have to struggle hard to make poems known to outside world
Even if I am cold shuddered, relations strained or turn into cold
How many inspired me in this holy drive?
How could I be stayed on for long and survive?
Certainly they captured my heart and soul in open
Why should I look back to unpleasant things and reopen
I am yet surprised how could I achieve it in good spirit
Who was leading me on path with little lantern dimly lit
Was she all the time leading me safely to destiny?
She held her hand and penned the thoughts with me
What can be remembered more on this day?
The person who led me to walk on this way?
Or the friends who inspired to me to express and say?
They counted so much in my life to find golden ray
I face no or little problem as writer
I need not convince anybody that I am good fighter
They made me strong with their conviction
To withdraw from race is now out of question
I couldn’t believe my eyes how I could do this
Everything went on smoothly without any miss
How important things could just flew in poetry?
Was it miracle or simple matter to find an entry?
I am firmly placed by the grace of God
Friends and readers have given good nod
I was nothing when put first step forward
Their love and affection is only my reward
I shall continue to Endeavour for close contact
Revelation of new development to the subject
I may not live more to witness the outcome
I am sure the new poetry concept will always be welcome
I shall not be bound by any restrictions
It must flow freely for any actions
It has to rise for the support of the poor
Rest all must find no favor or door
Poet must find space in real scene
It must have reflection and clearly seen
My work may be judged tomorrow
I must have simple ethics to follow
I shall strive hard to maintain peace
People must follow it with ease
I must be down to earth poet
It must not spark passion but remain quiet
Words may go down as natural flow
It will not deliver any unjust blow
Cordial relation and harmony must rule the day
My creation may find nothing or something to say
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Dangerous Thoughts
At one point of time I dangerously thought
Lot many ideas came and bravely fought
None of them were meant to be useful
They were all bound to make me unsuccessful
'Idle mind is devil's workshop' I feel it right
No one should take it casually or light
There is heavy impetus in it and needs study
Whole concept itself is beautiful and praise worthy
'One must end the life' to test the another world
It may be looking beautiful with many features and fold
Such things invade and make mind shaky
Compel us to do the unusual things and make unhappy
Remain among family members when feel such tendency
It should not occur often and at regular frequency
It speaks of defeatist views and helpless stage
It comes in mind when faced by failure or due to age
One should be cautious enough to repeal those views
That can push individual to the advices of few
It is likely that no end solution may ever be found
One may certainly be driven from the reality of ground
Life should not be reduced to boredom
Vacuum should be avoided and felt seldom
There are many ways to keep busy
Life can be made really easy
No one can deny about life and its hollowness
Yet we are here to live with and bravely face
Not all people may be born with silver spoon
One will have to face the hot sun in afternoon
Think of those souls who are short of everything
They are provided with no means or anything
They live the life of useless animal and suffer
We are at least far better and in position to offer
Keep busy all the time and live with pleasure
Life may have ups and down but nothing is sure
You may be on the top of the height at one time
At the bottom very next moment sometimes
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Anniversary
It reminded me off years of marriage
Life passed easily on simple carriage
Happy days with joy and I could manage
Nothing went wrong with time and passage
Bad days and cruel luck would have it
Lamp went off suddenly and could not be lit
Fate severely struck with perfect hit
He was taken away within a minute
I was dumbfounded and could not cry
Asked repeatedly for what crime and why?
Was there no alternative to spare him on earth?
Did not you think what will be condition aftermath?
I have witnessed many marriage anniversaries
all gave me enough joy and no worries
this only one incidence has saddened me so much
Great vacuum created in life and not easy to fill as such
It has left me in shock and completely paralyzed
Situation is so delicate and can't be analyzed
It has left deep scare on my shrinking mind
Unable to think positively and new alternatives to find
Every year you will come and take me off
I may not cry but can not hold the bluff
Will it be great tribute if I hold your memory fast?
It will remain with life till I breathe it last
I shall nobly act as you had desired
you teased always and got my work admired
who knew you will leave me alone to expire?
Your work may lead and thoughts to aspire
I shall continue to hold your spirit and strive
your ideas will remain alive and live and I shall revive
I shall make it livelier than life
I shall prove it to be honest as dedicated wife
Every year it will bring new lease of life and message
I will have to hold it fast to make smooth passage
No matter hold old I become with time and age
You memory will be fine print on the page
Life is simple mission to carry on
on real ground no battle is lost or won
It has to be taken as holy task
No pretence to be shown by wearing mask
It must not be go or no go situation
Life should be updated with evaluation
it demands sacrifice for any revolution
Power not in one hand but with complete devolution
It is not easy to forget happy moments
they were die hard and lovely movements
we may take it as reality of on going struggle
Life may end any time as water with bubble
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Take the human race to new heights of sophistication
Nature blessed me with
Great many things
The one gift I rate quite high is
That
You came in my life as an offspring
You gave me
All those pleasures
Unknown to me
Prior to your arrival
Your each movement was a marvel
Your each stage of growth was a milestone
Your each progress was an ecstasy
The first clear word spelt out by you
Was no less cheering than
What all great musicians would have done
In a soothing harmony
Your first independent step
Made me feel that I landed on the moon
Your first declaration that
You felt hungry
Made me feel
That a most sensitive kid is getting groomed
On your first day in the school
I was rehearsing
To welcome a genius back home
Your first flawless recitation of a rhyme
Elated me to that high
That I was creating a great actor
When you first located the
Lost-for-long key bunch
I saw in you a world class detective
Each first of your progressive step
Made me more and more proud
And wonder more and more
You continue to remain a pride
And you will ever be my pride
Even your dismissal and disapproval of my
Age-experience-biased views
Leave me to wonder how
Smart you are proving
I get amazed at each step of yours
And you remain a pride
The one thing I would pray the almighty
Is that
Let the admiration at the progress
Of my genetic down stream
Remain ever till that time I depart
Giving way for
A better carved genetic order
To step in
And take the human race
To new heights of sophistication
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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A way to fall in love
Why I am so much eager to fall in love and be called mad?
Why at all I give chance to people to call me bad
though I had failed in love and was not glad
I could do nothing as it was well read
All the times I used to get thrashing form lovable dad
He used to regret it and felt very sad
It was delicate matter and I was in deep love
My position was that of simple and innocent dove
I had dreamed of making her as my companion
It was bond of friendship and strong union
The desire was same on both of our part
It was very painful at this stage to depart
I tried to know her better and promised to behave
She too realized its gravity and forgave
She was not driving me crazy or pushing to the corner
She wanted to retain me forever and not turning it as former
I tried to go deep and analyzed whether it was pure infatuation
Was there any use if we pursued it for its continuation?
Such thoughts were invading mind with lot many questions
I was afraid not to counter it with any of such mention
I must remain quite and calm
There was no gain and more harm
I must follow it with spirit and zest
There was no point in leaving it for rest
I was trying for my level best
It was proving very hard as unimaginable test
What was I supposed to act under such condition?
There were more worries and concern as new additions
I thought for a while whether dreams may come true?
I had earnestly tried to get it through
There was ample scope to make it as success
I had all the privilege to have an access
What was going to happen if she turned it down?
It was puzzling as remained totally unknown
What if she buckles under pressure and refuse?
Where will go to find another refuge?
I shall stand fast even if she succumbs
It may add to injury as wounds may be rubbed
I shall definitely feel being cheated and robbed
I shall bear pain even if stones are lobbed
They have every right to call me bad and mad
The right thinking person should come out of it and not feel bad
It is imaginable fact that it may not favor always
Fact remains same as bright as sun rays
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Can Be Real Friend?
Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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More than award
How long will you keep me waiting?
All troubles are in abundance and waiting
I keep staring at sky for some solution
I find no answer or formula for dilution
It is another name given for life journey
You may always be kept short of money
Sometimes it may be unwanted accidents
Sometimes attacked by near by residents
Love is repaid in form of rude attacks
Simple allegations to keep lot more at stakes
Life is simple made hell for nothing
I continue to pray for something
It is chosen path to remain committed
Slight mistakes in earnest always admitted
Not giving a single chance for people to resent
I avoid presence and try to remain absent
It is not running away from the scene
Sometimes you are implicated for being seen
It may be sheer coincidence for your being there
Still you will be forced to commit somewhere
Such events make you to think fresh
You are not a part still they try to trace
A tail leading to your involvement
You are harassed and feel sorry for such movement
How can you remain aloof?
Your innocence is not taken as proof
You are blamed for nothing
Even though you have said for everything
I have undergone trauma and suffered a lot
I have lost the war without being fought
I am not discouraged but feel so sorry
It adds to tension and worry
I can not leave the field as coward
I must think new and look forward
Even though I may not get reward
But the self satisfaction may be more than award
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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New oder
What can man do to live immortal?
Even thought any accident can prove fatal
Person can be no more on the spot
This led me seriously to think a lot
What are we today on present age?
Nothing but a small fly and unable to manage
What are we struggling and what for?
I had sought an answer but did not go far
Many people like for what I am today
Some adversely remark and few find nice way
Talk freely with their problems and ask advice
I render it freely that makes them to dream high with promises
An art itself is divine gift
You can do nothing with its shift
It may vanish any time with passing of time
Or remain with you for little longer time
Poetry as such is an obsession
That can't be turned into passion
It has to origin from one's own heart
The words and narration simply comes out as an art
Some of the verses may flow like river water
Carry readers along and leave them later
It is some sort of hidden bond that remains forever
Many old poets have occupied position as such there
Today's generation passes through crucial stage
Computers have reduced the scope of pen and page
Everything is instant and available before eyes
Poems may go extinct in years that may go by
Let us hope for some new order
Young poets appear permanently here and there
We shall not remain here for them to watch
Even through thorough our poems they shall try to catch
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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