A Final Gift
What makes us to long for at last?
As life may be moving very fast
All stages may pass off very quickly
One will have to bear it happily or sadly
It may not be pleasing to all
Some one may consider it unfortunate arrival
Yet that is beautiful gift from one and only one
Who can dispute His presence and claim to be undone
Through out the life you have remained very truthful
The result had been awarding and you were successful
It never remained mystery or puzzling
As you had more and more inkling
Who knows who has consumed whom?
Where all the happiness has come from?
Love it as it is never planned
By luck only you are gifted with foe or friend
One may go away with full satisfaction
His departure may not be marred by his action
Very few may get tearful good bye
No one can get it even if vainly try
What is left behind as final gift?
Is it the strained relation with so much of rift?
Or living message of love for complete shift
All together different message for positive lift
Don’t curse Him for any of our lapses?
We have missed so many misses
We have taken no note of any signal
It is simple argument but not complete denial
We live completely on His mercy
We have no other role except to accept his pity
Either you do it smilingly or unwillingly
It may take place whether you take unhappily or gladly
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Beautiful Creature
I consider myself as beautiful creatures
A real gift from almighty to live for future
It is really wonderful feeling as human being
We are expected to perform some changes or bring
If we are fortunate enough with all the facilities
We must harp on its proper utilities
It is good to use it at its full advantage
But it must also be ably managed
We are human being and so subjected to err
No one is fully contended or happy here
You may be doing all sort of activities
Yet it has to be exemplary with qualities
You must have an aptness for tolerance
As we are bound to show some intolerance
We may not like some of poor brethren
But we must have kind corner and little concern
If you develop such basic thinking
You will never face any problem and go down sinking
It is pure love, sympathy and affection
That is always reflected in your action
To love a person is beautiful gift
It helps to remove misunderstanding and rift
There is complete behavior change and shift
You will be concentrating on complete uplift
Despite all these we will have to bear in mind
God has created us to show tolerance and be kind
We might be blessed with talent and wealth
It must be used for good purpose till our death
You may get everything but not the love and affection
Any amount of cleverness or generosity will not affect any action
It will be your self satisfaction arising out of liberal attitude
People may express their gesture with praise and gratitude
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Lovely children
Life can be useless, dull and boring
The land will remain unfertile even if enough rain will be pouring
Some of the factors are playing dominant role in later age
We feel lonely and confined to golden cage
It is said that if home is without child
The human being may turn wild
He or she can not remain descent and kind
So much influence is exerted and we can easily find
A person becomes irritated
Though it is presumed and related
It feels some of the void
It is God gift and can not be avoided
Childless life is really curse
Their little presence helps for wounds to nurse
It is the movement that gives us joy
Life becomes purposeful to enjoy
Not all couples may be lucky to have children
Their life remains full of concern
The young age can pass of peacefully
But old age later on affects fully
It is like beautiful garden not having flowers
It is also quite pleasing to watch the showers
The flowers are product of that beautiful act
The God has gifted us them and it is fact
They are future of life and country as whole
The life may be remorseful and develop the holes
There may be no one to look after welfare and care
Life may be seemed as burden and place to go no where
Not necessary to have child from own blood
There are many under nourished and staving of food
They are most deserved flowers to be attended to
The God may be kind and merciful if we are true
The garden is desert if no flowers appear
What a pleasant and beautiful show it bears?
We would prefer to see then when go very near
The flowers should not plucked as they are very dear
The flowers of different colors are like children’
White. Whitish and black colors are seen often
The smile worn by child remain same and heavenly
We got to enjoy it and accept evenly
It is holy means to get easy with the on going passage
Children do help in spreading the love and message
It is only medium where by person can be persuaded
To lead normal and decent life and even dissuaded
No one can be that cruel to heavenly gift
The child can bridge the gulf or remove the rift
It is great momentum to witness the total shift
The life is elevated to decent level by affection and lift
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Simple from distance
Simple from distance
We are happy and married couple
Held hand with trust to face all the troubles
Never to leave bond under any circumstances
As life had made us one by God and not by chance
Life seemed simple from distance
We hoped to sail through at once
Vowed not to mind and look at lapses
There may be many errors with full of misses
I looked at iron ups and down image of grill and understood the message
Life was meant to be a struggle with no smooth passage
Husband and wife was to face formidable challenges
Despite known ups and own in coming age
I held his hand tight and measured length
It was to be long and long horizon of earth
Quite illusive with deceptive appearance
We got to face and live with its presence
We smiled at each other and got on with good started
Life is definitely a big task with beautiful art
Even though heard about it from friends and relatives
We were firm in our stand and very selective
I reassured him from my side and promised
Life was knows to us and never surprised
Some of the things were bound to happen
Whether accepted with smile or pain even
I look forward towards sky and its family
How do they spend their time happily?
If they have romantic life with magic pull
Why can't we make life lovely and beautiful?
We are new to such magnificent start
Now I have become somebody's inseparable part
It must be my Endeavour to be faithful
As is the guiding stone to make it successful
I smile with full satisfaction
As it has added new dimension to the relation
We are only emissary of almighty to prove
That life is given to us to remain steady and move
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Never heard before
Salute to you mother for your great service
You were so simple with no gadget or device
You did miracles for poor and downtrodden
You were remembered then and now even
You were dropped from heaven like Messiah or angel
You were shining star from every angle
We saw in you a divine light and followed
You never objected to but embraced and allowed
May be you had seen the tragedy of life
Thee time may not have been right or riddled with strife
You adopted to serve the mankind and particularly poor
Who were denied access and kept at the door
Whatever she did was never heard this before
Came on earth with divine message to serve therefore
To nurture the wounds and take care of destitute
She was her self complete mission as an institute
Lord had suffered cruelly at the hands of mankind
Even though he forgave them all and remained kind
You were seen as divine rose from beautiful heaven
You were successful to convey message even
She was preferred over many to be sent here
She had only poor at heart and offered prayers
It was seen as miracle in the form of Lord Mother
Who else could have been to stay here and offer?
Even though time did not show any mercy
She had ruled the hearts of many
Everybody wished very long life and prayed
Even though she had hint of death not being delayed
She was shining like star in the later part
Even though she worked hard as if was new start
She wanted to give maximum before departure
She thought of breathing last after making sure
She had tease in the heart for disturbing news
She wanted no more extension or reviews
It was made clear that her end was near
Even though she cried for those who remained dear
It was very painful to leave the mission half accomplished
It was not expected to be completed or left half finished
The divine wish was to be given first preference
The life was to end soon without any reference
The stars and sky may remain there for ever
So will be your name shined like star
You have gone back to the place where you had come
We had wept on your departure but God too waited for you to welcome
* Her name will stand tall in history of mankind*
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A pure love
Neither you will be first
Nor will be the last
The love is moving very fast
See to it that it doesn't blast
Make sure it is pure
You are but very sure
You are on your chose way
See to it that it is not drifting away
You may be shown clear sky
You may still have to feel very shy
He may have world in your presence
Accept gladly without feeling tense
You have offered whatever you could
You are cool and ground firmly stood
Though it is not tested yet for proof
You are waiting for him on the roof
You have no option to go back
So much is now at stake
You are half asleep and half awake
Time for action and decision to take
You may be given hollow promises
It may have near misses
You may be living in complete dream
You want be able to shout or scram
I wish it turns into reality
To love others is good quality
After all it is peaceful mission
There is scope for frank admission
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Need Not Know
World need not know
When wind gently blows
It has only one task
Whisper in air but don't ask
If your love is true
You may feel it through
It has same language
As is understood by an age
Child may look at with surprise
With little comfort and coolness
So much at ease with happiness
When lot more is to feel on face
Youngster may feel it in veins
When his complete thoughts are in brain
Where to and how to meet his friend?
A word to hear and feel the world to end
Old people may fear
As there is lot more to bear
An autumn noise of falling leaves
Not a relief but when whole life deceives
Wind blows with difference
To spread the message at once
For people to understand and pick the signal
So they know it upon is arrival
Some may find it cool
Some may feel it like fool
Yet it is altogether beautiful
For a men who is successful
Waste not the time in decoding
It is meant for only storing
Giving away the gloom of life
When some one may turn up as wife
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A live together or live to gather?
What does it mean to say live to gather?
Will it be a correct advice to son from father?
When he says in this term means earn more
Do something to earn so time does run out before
We all live in life to eat and gather more and more
We fail to deliver anything good before reaching shore
You got to gain the ground and pass the taste on floor
It is life so you will have to face all odds waiting in store
It is living in harmony with good relation
Inner strength reveal in the form of good elation
Solving all problems before it raises any question
Listening attentively to the piece of advice or suggestions
It is word of jugglery which makes us to live in confusion
Living in together means facing life with lot of energy and infusion
Trying to sort it smooth it out before it raises its ugly head
Joint efforts to counter the menace and wisely read
What is use of living to gather when there is absolutely nothing to gather?
They are all relations and stand in the form of brother, mother and father
What is essence of living together means synchronizing the efforts?
Live together with aim of maintaining relation with good rapport
We may go on collecting enough of wealth till the end
It will be great love loss and life will be dry without friends
You may get everything but without any sweet relations
All material gains at feet but no joy at heart without soul elevation
It is something more to live together than to strive for live to gather
Both are equally important for life to pass the time with wonders
You can live peacefully if you have gathered enough to last
Life can be at receiving odds and may run out very fast
It is mere coincidence that we live apart but still live together
We definitely want to sail smooth and go still further
We don’t want to disturb anybody and try for very good passage
This is how we accept the challenge and deliver it as message
Sometimes we don’t see eye to eye and live at opposite poles
Relation is strained and can be witnessed with lot of holes
It is useless to call live in relation when there exists none at all
It may then amount to total breakup in relation and sudden fall
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It's In The Message
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And that message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And the message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that arrives...
And one will take.
It's in the message that delivers...
A statement made!
And taken...
As a gift!
Yes,
It's in the message that is a benefit.
And...
It's in the message for the one who makes some sense of it.
And admits,
It benefits...
To believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Futile Search
I have decided that there is nothing more to gain
Only to take care that it remains in tack and doesn’t go to drain
Lots of sequences emerged in mind and reminded me of hard struggle
There was complete peace in mind and spending rest of time without any trouble
I gave second thought over years of futile search
It had taken my complete life for the end to reach
One may take satisfaction in securing material comforts
To enjoy complete joy as if ship has anchored the port
What did force me to go in for materialistic world?
Where all happiness and joy remain feeling less and cold
It has artificial pull from friends and relatives
But I had remained careful in choice and very subjective
Even though I have everything at my disposal
People were ready to accept me with any proposals
I knew it was their love for my wealth and luxurious way
But some of the aspects were keeping me always away
My forefathers spent their life with meager sources
This was one of main reason and driving force
I had one concept very clear in mind
That I will go for all out hunt and find
The wealth and all fame needed for my satisfaction
I had made my views know to all and gave clear indication
I ventured into selfish world with only one aim
Complete reliance on self and something more to claim
By dong so, I didn’t sell my soul
I remained calculative but very cool
I employed honest ways and treasured the truth
That is the reason today I sit alone and feel worth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Better to forget
It is better to forget
Old memories to fade and let
It is no shame
But no one can be blamed
Love is divine gift
It may come with complete shift
All roses may smile again
There won’t be any more pain
Love can never be misjudged
Our inner soul definitely understands and judge
But we miss the real message behind
As we gone blind for it to find
Take off from the old past
As time has changed very fast
You got to move with another spring
As it has brought many birds on branches to sign
Sun may shine with same zeal
You to search and feel for real
Love can never deceive
Only use inner instinct to receive
Love is no more curses
It may have some set back or misses
We must give due consideration to thought
It is always offered and sought
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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After Break
It is like Deep Ocean
It takes place any time even
You may be surprised to find
As it makes you attached and very blind
What remains there after break?
No one may be able to speak
One may go sometimes very weak
As chances to meet again becomes bleak
You never left me alone
Whether it was heavy rain or cyclone
You remained stead farm like rock
As you were made of different stock
You are cam and quite today
I presume you had got hint that day
You were destined to go away
Leaving me behind alone to stay
I may miss your absence
I had lot more to learn about its essence
Love is such a gift from almighty
There lies complete wonder of the beauty
I can spend whole life with simple thought
The love and joy you have already brought
I can spend rest of the life in memory
There is no question of feeling sorry
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Chilled Waves
That idea itself sent me a chilled wave
I became coward and felt self defeated even though brave
Why it is so threatening with known factor?
We know it well on life’s stage as an actor
Why at all we develop cold feet when reach final stage?
Life is uncertain and we know it to end at any age
Why do we sit alone and think of those golden pages?
Certainly a reminder to know what all had taken place in all the stages
Life has proved a great struggle with all kind of mystery
That has remained hidden in the impregnable wall of history
Even though throughout the life I have shown complete misery
Now that comes before eyes and causes me concern and worry
No one may have soft corner or take note of my departure
As life was dear to me and had used it for self pleasure
Did little or nothing for friends and relatives in any of the case
The life had lost its meaning and eroded the foundation or base
I have survived great onslaught by putting brave front
Life was going to prove as joke but I halted it bluntly
Even though the means employed in it may be selfish or unfair
I thought it a wise step to survive in this world as fair
You will be forgotten completely the moment you are no more
Life’s memory is very short and that is why it remains in the store
I am no exception and think continuously in this regard
It takes me no where as thoughts are pushing me backward
I can’t take steps back ward and improve upon the past
As life has moved many ups and down so fast
I too did some of the things which can’t be considered worthwhile
Life may be over as soon as we are no more and closed the file
Nothing is late in life if you sincerely try to believe
It is not important how much you lived or tried to live
Life can be started fresh if you have chosen to repent
Start with new beginning considering it as heavenly sent
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Really pleasure
Life is really a pleasure
Even though nothing may be very sure
Yet it can be enjoyed in full as Gift
Let there be same feeling without any shift
Nature always supports the beauty
We got to preserve it as our sacred duty
It may take its routine course
We must accept it as blessings and not curse
What is life without any aim?
We are not then worthy to claim
It has to be followed with intense care
Else we will have no place to go anywhere
Let us plan it with some motto
With or without hardship it must go on
We are for all sorts of hurdles
Care too hoots even if comes in bundles
Religion, beliefs and circumstances sometimes may prevent
Yet the bonds are to be strengthened and cemented
It may come to rescue in need or in critical hour
We need to over come it and score
I may go down with all sorts of satisfaction
I shall give no hint of dissatisfaction
If I have failed to deliver then it is my fate
I have no business to cry over it or sadly state
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Free
So this is the cage that I built
Why I built it I dont know
Its bars made of anger and guilt, no lock
But somehow it just wouldnt let me go
All hail the messenger of love
I got your message loud and clear
Now Im hungry to be healed
And you cant, you cant keep me away
Im free
When we are one, I am complete
Im free
And Im undone and I will be healed in your eyes
I had to close a door in my life for another one to open
So i, I could go through, though I had no guiding light
And no signs somehow it still lead me to you
I learned a lesson here in love
And its ringing loud and clear
Now Im ready to reveal all the things
That before I could never say
Im free
When we are one, I am complete
Im free
And Im undone and I will be healed in your eyes
All hail the messenger of love
I got your message loud and clear
Now Im hungry to be healed
And you cant, you cant keep me away
When we are one, I am complete,
And Im undone, and I will be healed in your eyes
When we are one, I am complete,
And Im undone, and I will be healed in your eyes...
Im free...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
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Life is a challenge
Life is a challenge - meet it
Life is a gift - accept it
Life is a sorrow - over come it
Life is a tragedy - face it
Life is a mystery - unfold it
Life is a opportunity - take it
Life is a promise - complete it
Life is a struggle - fight it
Life is a goal - achieve it
Life is love - love it
Life is adventurous- have fun
Life is a duty - perform it
Life is a game - out smart it
Life is a beauty - praise it
Life is great- make something good of it
So life is a celebration –eat, laugh and do meditation.
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A thought itself a fear
It is the life itself that I fear
Full of challenges and agony to bear
It was never a threat
Still it made me to sweat
I have loved it to full extent
I have nothing to comment
No praise either or to lament
I consider it as heavenly sent
Simple thoughts have made me poor
It made me to knock from door to door
I had courage to withstand till the last
Life was moving very fast
I had tested it as sour
There was definitely a down pour
I faced with complete vigor
I did not consider it major but only minor
I would love to spend it in hilarious way
You may have definite role to play
I shall surrender completely with nothing more to stay
I shall not hide the face and run away
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I could explain
I wish I could better explain the term sorrow
Visualize and see the bright future for tomorrow
Why not be self independent rather than to borrow?
Walk with me for some distance with resolve to grow
I know love is heavenly sent gift
No scope for bitter feelings and rift
It can change foe to friends with complete shift
Life may boom with definite inspirational lift
One should have willingness to bow
I wonder and think but don’t ask how?
Things may develop and shape in its own way
Seek blessings and hope for shining ray
I never knew that I will be down with fever flu
Some magic thing like called ILU. (I love you)
To behave like cold person as simple dew
What a lovely feeling to be shared with only few?
God has created music with very good spell
Each may dance with joy and feel very well
Red cheeks may glow with bright sun shine
Feelings may run high without taking glass of wine
Little rise in palpitation but accept it with mild smile
As if you have some treasure in hand for while
Why does not it happen to walk for an extra mile?
Will this actually happen or remain in book or file?
I may have earnest desire to feel its pulse
What more I should have or feel for anything else?
It has great impact of attraction and magnetic pull
Heart is filled with love and life is not dull
I need not go on roof top and explain conduct
What is happening around may be universal fact?
Does this happen to all? I hide the face and feel very shy
I shouldn’t question how it happened and why?
Everybody does have simple way to feel
You may have great joy when you steal
Heart may have all the joy to fill
Does that happen at anybody’s will?
No one can put it improper way
No matter how do you feel or say
It is really matter of great pride
You should not conceal it or hide
It is happening at appropriate time and place
Once you are in then no one can replace
It is flowing in two ways direction
Beautiful feeling arise in every move or action
I must preserve it as holy feelings of its kind
Nothing should bother and no flaws to find
Why not express openly with happiness and joy
Must bear the happiness with smile and fully enjoy
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What A Gift
What a Christmas present for us, all who in Christ have their trust,
What a gift for both you and me, to be transported up to eternity,
When in the twinkling of an eye, we shall be lifted up into the sky,
Up in the clouds, to see our Lord, to see the Gift we long adored.
Far from the gift under the tree, wrapped for passing eyes to see,
It is that One Gift provided by, The Lord God, who reigns on high,
And it was He, who paid the cost, when we were all spiritually lost,
That Gift too, was His sacrifice, paying for sinners, sin’s full price.
All we had to do was to accept, His Gift, that cancels all our debt,
When we simply accept by faith, His Gift available to all by Grace,
For sin’s price, we couldn’t pay, so God, provided for man a way,
Through The Gift of His Son, which today is available to everyone.
Sin’s debt we all have incurred, by living opposed to God’s Word,
While living out this life in sin, as God’s enemy, indifferent to Him,
Separated from The Lord above, yet, He was moved by His Love,
To send all men God’s Gift of Life, through His Son, Jesus Christ.
He is The Gift that we long for, to be in His presence forevermore,
The tree with tinsel we won’t miss, when we enter into eternal bliss,
As we’re snatched into the clouds, to meet Christ, in Holy Crowds,
To see our Savior face to face, God’s only Gift wrapped in Grace.
Messages Lost In A Lonely Night
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.
Is the sound of my nights cell phone messages.
As my lover finally comes within cell phone range.
My lover will find nine separate cell phone messages.
As she comes within range of this night’s pleading paging.
All those messages build to ask; compel her to come to me.
Message one was subtle and said
“Enjoy dancing and a few drinks tonight. My love,
If you need me I am only a phone call away.”
It had a picture icon of enjoying drinks.
Message two said “Where is my little froggy voice? ”
Because a week ago you were ill my love.
It had the picture icon of a happy party.
Because you were out on the town partying.
Message three sadly said “You should have visited me
tonight my love.” It had the picture icon of a sad face.
Message four said simply “I miss you!
Why did you not come to me my love? ”
It had the picture icon of the broken hearted lover.
Message five said “Put another log on the fire and come! ”
It had the picture icon of a dog warm and snugly at home.
Message six said “It is 12 o’clock Cinderella
quick run to me my love! ”
It had the picture icon of the magic of meeting a rabbit;
coming out of a magician’s hat. An excellent trick.
Message seven said “Why did you not come to me? ”
It had the picture icon, of a cute cuddly, teddy bear.
Message eight said “Your nightie is under
the pillow (in its place) beside me my love.”
It had the picture icon of a man happily winking.
Message nine disappointed said “You did not
come because you do not love me enough.
True love always finds a way.” It had the picture icon
of a cloudy rainy day. Because my love remained away.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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