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A genuine feeling

I have prepared my self mentally
It is firm resolve and commitment totally
I shall be gentle and very kind
This qualityn you will always find

I have made good start
You can feel it at heart
It is simpl tgruth and not a lie
You can trust me and rely

I shall go to any length
As you had remained my real strength
I may have all the time positive attitude
I shall never prefer isolation or solitude

I will do all the possible to reassure
The life would be bautiful for sure
It shall not be borken for any of the reason
I shall prove to be a worthy person

Touch me from any of the angle
Heart, mind an d soul has made it fine trangle
It breathes for well being of your existence
It had always been my endevour and insistence

You may touch my feelings and go
Certain things you shall have to forgo
It can’t sustain any more shocks
I have reopened all the locks

I shall work for total recall
It will never be a free fall
It is genuine wish and internal feeling
I have expressed it often with positive inkling

Nothing can reassure than your commitment
I have waited eagerly for your nod and comment
I shall take it as fine victory for mutual trust
As it is symbolic gesture and possibly must

I have tried to be nearer to the truth
It has always helped me to sooth
I take it as divine blessings
Without it, some elments may be missing

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Need for Touch

To touch and be touched is perhaps the most human thing we do.
It can provoke many emotions.
Those who have been hurt, fear it; and want to run away.
Run away from the terror, the abuse, the roughness.
In running away, we feel safe.
Safe from being hurt again... Safe from feeling... But oh so alone...
We have lost trust... the trust we had as a child.

Each time we are hurt, it becomes harder to trust in another.
Trusting that, in reaching out, we won't be hurt again.
But without trust, there can be no peace..
If there is no peace, there will always be a longing. Something missing...
In peace, we can be alone if we wish or

We can reach out and soak in the goodness of touching
and being touched by another. Both are good.

When we can trust in another:
Their touch calms us... soothes us... quiets our fears.
While being nursed, a baby caresses its mother while she nurtures him.
A father's cuddle is returned with contentment and joy.
That bond of trust, born from gentle touch, allows each to be at peace.
It allows each to gather strength from the other.

Some find that animals fill their need to touch. A dog's trust is unconditional.
It will follow you where ever you go and protect you with it's life.
All it wants in return is your touch, your affection.. Your caress.

A caress is a special kind of touch.. It is born of love and mutual trust.
A trust that allows us to stand on our own, even when the other isn't there.
Trusting that, if we call, the other will respond. Without fear...
Without questioning... Simply because we called.. A friend.

In quietly caressing and being caressed we gain strength.
nothing calms faster...
the child in all of us.
the need in all of us..
The human in all of us.
It is good to trust.

poem by Walter Killeen
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Act first

I decided to act first and think later
It was not important matter
It had some postive fall outs
It was not going to help with big shouts

It was Godly feeling from inside
All these emerged in the form of slides
Perceptionally the difference was very wide
I had honestly to perform and not to hide

The hatred was to be given go bye
It was to earnest and sincere try
There was no use feeling very shy
The wings were eager spread in sky

It had all sanctity and blessings
Everything was perfect and nothing was missing
It started from innder depth of the heart
I had to make it as good start

I am not at all afraid
Everything is done and not said
It is not fake or tailor made
It is backed by bright shade

I must offer flowers as fine gesture
It may assuage the feelings and nurture
No wounds can remain unhealed
Fate can’t be there permanently sealed

It may be worth and possible attempt
I got to be quick and prompt
No one, in fac t, is free or exempt
The ill feelings once for all must be swept

Leave it in on e corner of the mind
New ways and means to find
One has to be very generous and kind
No one canpretend to be blind

Things may definitely move in right direction
You attitude may speak with action
There won’t be any hostile reaction
It will be appreciated by al, the sections

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Secret behind

What is secret behind seeking some favor?
Are we not capable of enforcing it for?
Anything can be made possible with hard labor
To feel real happiness then it must start with neighbor

If neighbor is well looked after or properly understood
There won’t be any chance left for being misunderstood
If you have hostile neighbor and things are unfavorable
Nothing can be dreamed off or make it attainable

Despite these entire handicap we look toward to divine blessings
When we pray to God with clear heart nothing goes missing
We expect almighty to steer our course in midst of crisis
It is total communication with Him and is full of emphasis

Prayers are neither meant for seeking wealth
Nor for asking immunity from bad health
It is for granting love and peace to avoid death
To grant poor some means of living for not inviting wrath

If poor are hungry and staved
No homes will be free and saved
There is enough of strength in prayers
It has served as tonic and offer different form off layers

It is human weakness that we look towards Him in distress
We find it totally unmanageable to come out of mess
When we have nothing or no ways out for any kind of rescue
We whole heartedly go in for seeking blessing and ask for review

We know it from the beginning that we are absolutely nothing
We must adhere to some true norms to achieve something
If our life is ordinary and true to the divine allegiance
Life may be passed of easily even thought might have faced some variance

But if we totally deny the existence of any divine power
No one may buy any argument or even followed by fewer
Bulk of people have already decided in going for
It is to be decided what we are waiting for to be sure

Normally it is considered our secret strength
We have belief in divine powers with religious length
We know for sure that we may have any type of solution
Once we decide to go in for it with commitment and resolution

Some people are blind to the realities
They have their own logic for failures and uncertainties
They will not seek any remedial blessings in prayers
Even though they have repeat setbacks and failures

The life is carried on with strong belief
It may not provide any immediate relief
But certain some sort of mental peace will be there
Nothing more as miracle can be expected here

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone

One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free

You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out

The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead

One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck

You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped

You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase

You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way

It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All I Ask Of Thee (A Pact With God)

A fate worse than death-that's what this has been to me;
When, I wonder, will I begin to see
The fruits of both my faith and its persistence? !
Ironically, tragedy taught me strength-its insistence
That only those who possess it shall prevail;
When I have needed same, it has been there, without fail-
Trust me, I have needed much, to be drawn,
Just to get to the next day, when I thought all hope was gone.
'That which does not kill you, makes you stronger'-
Indeed, yet, how very much longer
May I depend upon my strength and fortitude! ?
When will faith and a positive attitude
Be enough to overcome nepotism and deceit-
Enough to bring about iniquity's inglorious defeat! ?

Was my death a means to foreshadow, or a new beginning-
Was this a means to mark the day, when I start winning?
The reason is not very clear to me,
It's a enigmatice miracle that I am still here, to be
A voice for those unable to speak, -
Strength, for those who may be too meak!
Whatever the purpose for which I was spared,
I may never know-only that You cared
Enough about me, to allow me this higher purpose;
Now, I must prove that I deserve this
Empyrean proffer, of a life, wholly-renewed;
It all starts with my positive attitude,
Coupled with knowledge of my life's importance,
As well as my righteousness and its adamance;
God's purpose for me, I slowly learn;
Deservedness of this new-life gift, I slowly earn.
'Heavenly Father, I am ever-obliged and humbled
For the second chance You have given-though I have stumbled.
Only You know I deserve this second chance, most rare-
My recompense to You for same-my soul, lain bare,
The truth of my heart, and the devotion of my mind-
All duteous, in pursuit of that for which You left me behind;
All I ask of Thee is that You continue to love, protect, and guide me,
Remain where You have always been my whole life-beside me! '

-Maurice Harris,13 March 2011

poem by Maurice Harris
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An ache to bear

You ache but not beat
You remain calm but don’t heat
You will definitely find
Cool partner and very kind

Your hart if full of feeling
You want to go along and willing
Wish to surrender and obey
Inner call and silently pray

God, take me to safety
I trust you O, almighty
Bless us always and have some pity
I consider it as holy bond and not treaty

Shall I take it as first good sign?
Leave all the worries and resign
Come to bow and totally surrender
Be my true savior and path finder

Your eyes are so powerful and bear
Shine of universe but still in tears
What does it show to me as disciple?
I respect all holy books including Bible

I trust each and every word
Golden and beautiful from lords
Help me o, lord to take me forward
Put me in place where I needn’t look backward

I find total love in every object
How can I be insensitive and reject?
I have no reason to suspect the subject?
I wish to have special eye to make the contact

I love to live with higher aim
Look down with humbleness and never claim
It is you who will take me to shore
No ill feeling and hatred I abhor

I used to think about future
I was totally in dark and unsure
It may click at destined hour
I was happy and never felt sour

Come and shine my heart with divine light
Let it see through vision a clear sight
Ability to judge what is wrong and right
Always trust for love and no fight

Will I ever go down in life as inhuman?
Will be known as shame as woman or man?
Will it be construed as curse or shame?
Will I not have good name or fame?

What I do when find no solution in sight?
I sincerely wish for good and approach you right
You always fill me with courage and strength
I too take vow not to comprise and go to any length

Lord, lead me kindly to the light from dark
Let there be no ignition even from spark
Let whole world breathe in peace with harmony
There is no need to be blessed with wealth or money

I take this opportunity to confess in real
You offer the wounds but certainly heal
I may take it as blessings and good sign
I shall remain happy and feel it fine

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If I am forced!

What would happen if I am forced to convert?
What can be result if I fail to perform at the concert?
Will it in any case affect what I really have at my heart?
Will entire stage show or life in any way effect?

I have probed this question many times with cool mind
I have approached many saints and tried to find
No one has given me satisfactory answer as to who is almighty?
Who are one and only one to have power and to be considered as deity?

I was totally dismayed at their inconclusive arguments
I did not find real truth when they tried to show all the movements
I remembered the story of elephant to be narrated by blind person
He may assertively speak authoritatively with the reason

There is no reason to go in favor or against their logic
Whatever they have spoken is really divine and not any magic
It is like mountain seen from different angle and leads us to believe
No other arguments can be accepted which may amount to deceive

The basic truth or divine power doesn’t loose its shine
So long it doesn’t result into any clashes, it is fine
It may be even better if religious sentiments are respected
The soul is perfectly searched, satisfied and introspected

I find no shape or perfect image to create any concrete impression
It does not appeal me sound when offered with different version
It generates peace and kindness when I raise my hands for prayers
It is power of almighty that sends magnetic feeling to the seers

Whether it is individual, temporal heads, priests
They are firm believer of Gods and called atheists
I do not blame their concept of propagating the views
But the narrow part of the teachings is enjoyed by only few

I get the same amount of feeling when visit any place
It has same amount of sanctity when look and face
I loose the heart only to experience the great sufferings undergone
Heart gets filled with heaviness in disbelief when their preaching is undone

I feel let down by my own feelings
I may not be sincere in believing or not believing
How does divine power get eroded?
Even if I profess or practice real things not quoted

Everybody wants blessings and asking for mercy
So many are not fortunate enough and that is real pity
What if I can get it by converting it into any of religion?
If that enables me to understand the message of pigeons

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Simple Act

Look around and find something useful
See that you are not hunting to look fool
When nothing seems perfect and full
Don’t become worthless and mere tool

Time is essence and really healing factor
We play as mere stage actor
We got pick coming signals
As they bring warning with their arrivals

Hear and learn from your dreams
Those scenes may speak of whims
If you fear of complete failure
Trust your soul and make it sure

Go to one side of corner and be silent
Watch over it and offer no comment
It may add more pain and agony’
If you cry and disclose it to many

Feel the comfort at heart
This is considered as very good art
You may find it in nature’s refuge
It is so vast, apparent and very huge

You may hear breathless leaves with no noise
You may feel cold in breeze with lots of promises
What do they speak of silently in your ears?
A positive attitude infused in mind for coming years

You can visualize the firmness sans illusions
Steel like resolve with no more confusion
Nothing can take away your gentle feeling
As you are near to Him and almost willing

But touch the blowing wind
Think over it and bear in mind
You are the sole judge
World is finished once you bend and misjudge

See the ship has set direction
Sails through storms with simple action
Reaching shore is simple object
This should be final score with simple act

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When men and women

When men and women are able to
respect and accept their differences
then love has a chance to blossom. ♥khû$hî♥

It can fail seldom
As it is followed with wisdom
It is backed by full freedom
With respect and without boredom

How come garden can present blossom?
Think, if there were no flowers to come
Different in colors and various in sizes
To attack the mind and bid to mesmerize

Sun and moon are divine objects
But see differently how they act
One is source of great energy
And another is symbol of love from almighty

If some one likes color black
We should express no displeasure and attack
It her or his choice
What matters most is commitment and promise

If you try to see from pure angle
You may be able to form love triangle
That may have backing from all
As it is sincere and made from heart call

If you love some one from heart
Think of it first as divine art
It has made impact on your mind
Otherwise you were not the first person to find

I salute to all those people
Who succeed in their love struggle?
Feel it from heart and come closer
God is always with them as adviser

Everything shall move as usual
You too must trust and take it as casual
Life is not for making it hard
But live peacefully and look forward

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Heart Still Beats

You're holding me
I close my eyes
You're whispering
And I start to cry
You feel so good
So beautiful
For as long as you live
Don't let me go
Just hold me
Touch me
Feel me
As long as you love me
Reach for me
And need me
If you could trust me
And teach me
Never let go of me
Because you're half of me
My heart still beats
Looking in the eyes
The eyes of love
I hold your face
And I see the sun
And I taste your kiss
You touch my soul
I'm feeling things
I've never felt before
Just hold me
Touch me
Feel me
As long as you love me
Reach for me
And need me
If you could trust me
And teach me
Never let go of me
Because you're half for me
My heart still beats

I am feeling
What they call pure love
I never know
Feelings like this
Could exist
Inside of me
I'm soaring
Emotions exploding
I don't wanna live
Another day if you're
Not here with me
Just hold me
Touch me
Feel me
As long as you love me
Reach for me
And need me
If you could trust me
And teach me
Never let go of me
Because you're half of me
My heart still beats
Because you're half of me

song performed by by Destiny's Child from Survivor
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Positive Thinker

Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?

Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?

Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?

Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?

Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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My choice

It was my choice to call him personally
I did not like the idea of conveying it orally
Still it was ideal to hold meeting at place
Where no come could spot us and trace

I was serious with my proposal
I did not expect it quick disposal
It was to be discussed at length
We had same feeling with relative strength

Neither the entertainment was to be included
Nor the contentment was to be excluded
It was all there available for asking
It was the only trust we were banking

I knew he will not misinterpret my invitation
Though it may send some kind of elation
He was not such person to be excited at
He will weigh the pro and cons to wait

I was always thrilled to meet him and feel fine
Though the relation can be termed as clandestine
I used to feel intoxication with his company
Even though this may not be the experience with many

I dared not to have affairs with anybody
He was special to me and not somebody
He excelled in all the aspects to prove
I had to say yes and could not disprove

I had deliberately chosen the place
As I was very much in serious race
It was concerning to me as person
I had some worries with valid reasons

I had dreamed of him in many ways
I wanted him to be closer and not away
It was dream come true as we were alone
I was the beneficiary as only one

As he entered the place, it was awesome feeling
I was losing control and reeling
I feared he may object and offer some bad words
I still held firm with looking straight and forward

I was sailing in beautiful boat
I was feeling it with sugar coat
It was giving me all kind of pleasure
I had full faith in him and was very much sure

The life would be totally incomplete
If he was to remove me or delete
From his favorable list and position
I feared for it and thought it as worst composition

I saw him smile and regained the confidence
I need not put up brave front with pretence
He would prefer out right presentation
This would prove only good reason for my exaltation

I could offer no words as he neared me
I was speechless and did not feel free
He did not give any chance to speak
I was dreaming day as night and felt so weak

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A good gesture

Good morning and followed by evening
Whole day to play with very good innings
What can be good in preparation of meal?
If we don't enjoy it in real

There may be earnest desire
I can only praise and admire
There may very good dishes
It is all that I can hold as wishes

It has something to do with your hospitality
It is pure gesture to friend as humanity
Who does it all as mere formality?
It is nothing but fine quality

You invite the friends with view to cater
It may be proved soon there after
Your affection and wish may certainly reflect
It may speak more about your generous act

Serve them well with nice and sweet words
You may have gratitude there after words
They may not speak word in anticipation
It is your humble desire and participation

It is gathering strength with fine gesture
Friends may find comforts and reassure
Their whole hearted feeling for sure
It has dedicated love to be very pure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Other Way

There is no other way then to reassure
Life is so lovely and hence to be made sure
I confidently look towards and offer a smile
You may be joyous and happy meanwhile

Love is such beautiful thing to feel
It is never dying until
You may feel it often and when go quite close
If trust and confidence is always reposed

I proposed poetry to woman as friend
I felt as true man when she agreed to be my woman in the end
i loved those happy moments when felt it as heavenly sent
I felt as if land was slipping away and forcing me to faint

she was now really at my heart
even though it was: from the very start
I had seen her as model and painted as frank art
Totally ideal to become precious part
she was not only friendly
: but kind hearted and lovely
always cared for what i said
: helped me in all bad moments as an aid

: i welcome her as true asset
: my feeling are made known or let
She is very close and more of friend
And promised to remain forever till end

she was nice from the beginning
it was lesson in itself for learning
she proved to be caring and friendly
i gracefully accepted her and asssred repeatedely

i proposed her in eanest
“ you are loved as my best'
this may prove to be crucial test
but told her toput everything at rest

come and say i am your woman
i shall take it as proud too be your man
i am forever to be yours
will you call it as ours

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ripples in spine

Many years have passed since then
You were insisting to join me often
It used to send me ripples in spine
But I was comfortable and feeling fine

My heart beats used to rise alarmingly
I was not in sad state but felt warmly
You had deep sense of pride and honor
I was unable to stand even on floor

Yet I was very much dreaming
She was like home coming
I never thought she may vanish all of sudden
I had no slightest idea even

I did not dare to open my mind
I could see lines on her face and find
It revealed me untold truth
It needed no words or proof

I have no regret of loosing her
She was always willing to come here
The luck would have it and she was gone
I remained cut off as things remained undone

Even today I feel she belonged to me
Even though I was not totally free
She may be seen several times nearby
I never intended to see her or try

Her close association would have made me sink
I was never out of touch and it made me think
I thought of old acquaintance but brushed aside
It was improper for me to go so much wide

I had cried several nights
I don’t know whether it was wrong or right
Yet I felt her absence as great loss
She meant to be precious jewel as she was

If ever I could disclose to her about my desire
It should not have been proved satire
I remained alone through out
I learnt it wisely what the life is all about

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Making

What do we think of love making?
Does that not need complete backing?
Pure understanding with total commitment
In fact a holy and sincere moment

Does it need show of gesture?
Are they confident or very sure?
That they may blossom in desert
No certificated need from an expert

It is self controlled origination
With no ill feeling or bad intention
It can be ordinary individual’s safe heaven
A place to live in without asking even

Under open sky few exchanges of words
Commitment to go ahead and look forward
Shape the destiny and mould the way
Staying together till the end and not going away

Not all people may be lucky
The situation can become so sticky
It might prove sometimes very difficult
But love has distinction of its own with fine cult

Let no hurdle be created in their cruise
It is their wish and choice
Let us wish all the best in their new resolve
Let them stand together, look forward and solve

It is natural process and must be respected
At least once we must remain non- reacted
It comes as once in life time chance
It must be honored and strengthened at once

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Little Comment

One little comment can really change your life;
It can make you feel good or cut you like a knife.
As a result, you may now want to try something new,
Or with an aspect of life, you may now be through.
You mull the comment over and take it to heart;
The speaker of the comment, unaware they’ve played a part.

The chances are that, of the comment, the speaker has forgotten,
But you are now left feeling really encouraged or really rotten.
Some comments are just throw-a-ways,
But they can easily make or break your day.
Some comments stick forever in your mind,
Whether they’re really hurtful or really kind.

Many years later, a comment you may still be able to quote;
It could be one which made you sink or one which made you float.
You will probably still be able to recall it word for word,
And even imitate the tone in which the comment was first heard.
As the result of a comment, you may feel better or worse,
And the speaker of the comment, you’ll either love or curse.

A comment can make you give up or give you the will to succeed;
Off one little comment, our further thoughts will often feed.
They can change the way that you see yourself,
And even have a good or bad effect on your health.
A bad comment can leave us feeling rather unsure,
Whereas a good comment, can leave us wanting more.

Just one comment, which may last only a few fleeting seconds,
May result in a whole new life, which suddenly now beckons.
You may leave your old life far behind,
Or a whole new life, you may now find.
So just take a moment and think before you speak;
Of the joy you may bring or the havoc you may wreak.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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Dreamy mind

Had it not been the dreamy mind?
What could we search and find?
There would have been no fancy ideas
Hidden treasure would have remained under the seas

Even with sick body you build castle in air
You have unlimited ability to prove it as fair
Why person can not reach sky and come back?
Even if he has nothing to claim or stake

Even light speed is less than the thoughts
Imagery wars are prepared and fought
No matter who wins or looses
The person is at the helm of affairs to dispose

It keeps you all the time happy
This has been experienced by many
If mentally you remain strong and stable
You can prove yourself as being capable

The mind is full innovative things
It is constant try for new innovation and something
It might not pay immediately but pay in the long run
It is providing result along with the fun

Who can stop you from touching moon?
No would dare to question you in burning noon?
It is all confined to secret walls of memory
It may cause you anxiety but not the worry

It is good to think on positive lines
Rest all can be pushed to side lines
It is not one day labor that comes to realization
So many answers were found for the burning questions

It is tremendous work that has been waged in isolation
Some of it may not find the direct relation
Yet it proves to be of immense importance
Several examples can be quoted as an example

I would love to free the devilish mind to roam
Gather the ideas to work as not damaging storms
Full use of energy and harnessing it proper way
Then nothing can be snatched or taken away

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not as per promise

He did not turn up as per promise
I knew well in advance that he may surely miss
I still wanted to make it sure for healthy relation
Some how I had bad inkling with no sound indication

He seemed to me as a disgruntled man
Some of his utterances were not good for woman
He disrespected woman in many regards
I was making up my mind not to go in and move forward

I took a calculated risk to give him fair chance
Bluffed him that I have decided to desert home at once
I would be meeting him at an appointed hour
We would then be leaving for unknown destination as tour

He could not decline further as this was going to be crucial
Neither his excuses were favoring nor his weak denial
I waited for him to prove his trustworthiness and reliability
It was rightly going to prove his sincerity and capability

It struck my mind what would happen if he turns out wrong?
I shall have to reconsider my opinion and certainly to go along
It was half given chance to weigh the decision in favor or against
I was not to loose anything as it was solely done on my behest

How easily the relation turn sour if no proper thought is given?
How the girls find themselves in helpless position if stupidly driven?
The tender age does not give them enough chance to think right
They are easily subdued and persuaded not to put resistance and fight

It is good to know a person or girl before entering into alliance
Both can have enough of time to think for expecting any reliance
It definitely gives some indication how far they can go ahead
Whether it will right for them to have nice life to be lead

Not all the bonds result into failure
Some of there are secured and very sure
It is total commitment for the long relation
Something unexpected is ruled out of question

Not all the moves can be suspected
The relation as such must be respected
You will not know a person even if reasonable time is spent
The deception and desertion at any level make anybody totally silent

I learnt a lesson not to trust blindly
It has to be looked from right angle and kindly
It is possible that you are simply lead into believe
The factual things may be different even if you disbelieve

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As promised

He did not turn up as per promise
I knew well in advance that he may surely miss
I still wanted to make it sure for healthy relation
Some how I had bad inkling with no sound indication

He seemed to me as a disgruntled man
Some of his utterances were not good for woman
He disrespected woman in many regards
I was making up my mind not to go in and move forward

I took a calculated risk to give him fair chance
Bluffed him that I have decided to desert home at once
I would be meeting him at an appointed hour
We would then be leaving for unknown destination as tour

He could not decline further as this was going to be crucial
Neither his excuses were favoring nor his weak denial
I waited for him to prove his trustworthiness and reliability
It was rightly going to prove his sincerity and capability

It struck my mind what would happen if he turns out wrong?
I shall have to reconsider my opinion and certainly to go along
It was half given chance to weigh the decision in favor or against
I was not to loose anything as it was solely done on my behest

How easily the relation turn sour if no proper thought is given?
How the girls find themselves in helpless position if stupidly driven?
The tender age does not give them enough chance to think right
They are easily subdued and persuaded not to put resistance and fight

It is good to know a person or girl before entering into alliance
Both can have enough of time to think for expecting any reliance
It definitely gives some indication how far they can go ahead
Whether it will right for them to have nice life to be lead

Not all the bonds result into failure
Some of there are secured and very sure
It is total commitment for the long relation
Something unexpected is ruled out of question

Not all the moves can be suspected
The relation as such must be respected
You will not know a person even if reasonable time is spent
The deception and desertion at any level make anybody totally silent

I learnt a lesson not to trust blindly
It has to be looked from right angle and kindly
It is possible that you are simply lead into believe
The factual things may be different even if you disbelieve

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!