A homage to martyrs
We pay homage to martyrs
Lay a wreath and offer prayers
The mortals don’t remain permanent
The heroes are remembered for their movements
The death may take over anybody
There is no escape or any remedy
We got to succumb to the cruel theory
Its thought itself saddens our memory
The life can be short and brief
Still we can provide some relief
It is our strongest and common belief
Though we may certainly be down with grief
Millions die every year with diseases
The life doesn’t come to an end or ceases
It strengthens the resolve and releases
New hope to survive with renewed lease
Only few can perform miracles
Some poets only can write good articles
The question is who can stand and endure the test?
How others can be benefited by trying the best?
On every special occasion you are remembered
Lots of good speeches and floral tribute delivered
This is one kind of richest tribute to the departed soul
The world is not ungrateful and sleeping like owl
Do something great even if it is ordinary
This is essential and necessary
There can’t be any balance sheet or summary
It is definitely stored in our memory
In normal life you will be lost in short span
You may have very ambitious and sure plans
It may not survive the treacherous tests
Everything will be wiped away as rest
To, lead noble life is not easy option
No one can put forward any suggestion
It is distinct possibility and out of question
You will never find its mention
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Must Repeat
It is change of cycle and must repeat
One comes in world and departs for light to lit
He is required there as place is vacant
The soul is taken away to deliver the important
The fate is same for all
It is certainly divine call
Some one departs at early stage
Some one goes in the old age
It is worthwhile to respect the birth
As no one is allowed to live here after death
Relatives may miss and lay a wreath
But is it certain way and defined as path
Stay here as animal or human being
But role will be defined in the circus ring
You may go for noble roles and acclaim
Rest may die soon without and legitimate claim
No one may raise any statue
If so, then it will be naturally due
They may pay it as mark of respect
A tribute to your service and graceful act
Human memory is very short
Not all ships anchor safely at port
You may be lost from memory very soon
Life has to come down like balloon
It is nothing but short stay
Can make it meaningful if found good way
If not then it is drifted away
Pushed in darkness for the want of shining ray
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Congratulation
I must whole heartedly congratulate
A loving tribute to octogenarian and relate
How life might have given him sleepless nights?
To spend the entire life at ease with resolve to fight
I love his one remark about country
A beautiful land bestowed on us by almighty
Motherland must be felt as matter of pride by all of us
Let us strengthen his belief with all the trust
Let the destiny day come as sense of fulfillment
Let our soul feel at that time as proudest moment
We have lived with diverse culture and affinity
A rarest thing ever found in world history
It is rare gesture to a person
Who has spent entire life with noble reasons?
He could rest and spend time easily
Yet he offered to the services of literature readily
Let us all wish him great success
Good health and wealth with easy access
It may provide him means to live
Life to be enjoyed and relived
Life is to be lived at full length
Not in number but with achievement and strength
He has done it with extra ordinary zeal
I wish him all the success in life real
We may pick some threads
Take a lesson and like to lead
More to learn and more to read
From life itself before we are no more or dead
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3rd November
Of a very special injection into my body,
Of the ways of life to survive on this struggle!
For the pain is still in me.
Of a very special injection into my body,
Of the ways of life to survive this pain;
But i will be okay very soon my love.
In this life, the thing for you never lost;
But sometimes, they are really lost forever!
I am like Chief Dishon on this pain and,
3rd November will be remembered;
Because, every country is not easy to live in nowadays.
There are ups and downs and all sort of stories,
There are all types of struggles and pains too;
And where i do live now is full of stories as well.
You can be very rich anywhere on this earth,
For even the pooorest lands still do have rich people within;
And the 3rd of November will be remembered always.
Man has its own land of success but,
I hope that this injection will lead me to Mount Zion!
Oh Zion, come closer to me and lead me on;
For there are still stories all over this place of mine.
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Where Do I Find You!
Where do I not find you?
How could I say no and prove?
Sometimes I am carried away by non belief
But it makes me restless and gives no relief
I would want to know what driving force is
What is its ultimate goal and course?
Why are we on this earth?
When danger always hangs in the form of death
What makes us more irresistible to faith?
Why so much respect is how while laying the wreath?
Does our soul command and make us think what we are?
Remain within ambit and not go very far
Well, no one may find answer
Only noble souls and may be by fewer
We needn’t harp on unnecessary issues
It must have systematic analysis backed by perfect views
Each particles is having life and movement
Where do we find reason to comment?
Each particle speaks of his presence
We got believe and obey hence
Everything is weighted pro and cons
We have divided in beliefs, regions and zones
Where do you want him reside permanently?
In human beings or animals instantly
Keep the doors open for some love
Behave nicely and embrace to whomever you want to prove
You are gifted with life so make it worthwhile
It costs nothing if you remain happy and offer smile
World would take no notice
If you suddenly meet with demise
The fragrance left behind may always provide good memory
So do nothing that makes others to feel bad and sorry
We are nothing and so is the existence uncertain
Know that your are here to ascertain
Make sure all that you have is of worthless nature
There is no permanent stake in near future
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Getting Into You
When I made up my mind
And my heart along with that
To live not for myself
But yet for god
Somebody said
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
When I finally ironed out
All of my priorities
And asked God to remove the doubt
That makes me unsure of these
Things I ask myself
I ask myself
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
Im getting into you
Because you got to me
In a way words cant describe
Im getting into you
Because Ive got to be
Youre essential to survive
Im going to love you with my life
When he looked at me and said
I kind of view you as a son
And for a second our eyes met
And I met that with a question
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
Im getting into you
Because you got to me
In a way words cant describe
Im getting into you
Because Ive got to be
Youre essential to survive
Im going to love you with my life
Ive been a liar and Ill never amount to
The kind of person you deserve to worship you
You say you will not dwell on what I did but rather what I do you say
I love you and thats what you are getting yourself into
Im getting into you (getting into you)
Because you got to me (because you got to me)
In a way words cant describe
Im getting into you (getting into you)
Because Ive got to be (because Ive got to be)
Youre essential to survive
Im going to love you with my life
Im getting into you (getting into you)
Because you got to me (because you got to me)
In a way words cant describe
Im getting into you (getting into you)
Because Ive got to be (because Ive got to be)
Youre essential to survive
Im going to love you with my life
You said I love you and thats what youre getting into
song performed by by Relient K
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A real term
It is difficult to term a man as hero
In real sense he may be worthless or zero
His achievement might have come at crucial stage
This couldn’t have been performed by any person of his age
In the entire life any individual may tend to slack?
He may have ill fames and many draw backs
At crucial time he may perform unbelievable feat
This may earn him good name or generate lots of heat
On many counts the person is remembered and worshipped
His mortals are preserved abroad and trans-hipped
He has done enough for the people or country
He was prepared to lay down his life and stood as sentry
He is so tall in public eye and may remain so forever
His absence may be felt and loss can’t be compensated however
Still the homage is paid by all the countrymen on his departure
The country was saved from disaster and he secured the future
Such is the excellent work that speaks of great volume
We can remember his great name and only assume
The country may leap forward with the normal work to resume
The sacrifice may not go in vain and spread the fragrance as perfume
The soldiers are pushed in the time of war
They have to make penetration very far
It required great courage and determination
They are rewarded with medals and citations
There are many ways of paying the tribute
People at large may come out and contribute
It may be great respect and homage
The history will be re-written on the page
Any achievement by the individual can’t turn him into hero
It is laying down of life for better tomorrow
This is no ordinary feat or routine affair
It must be treated with due respect and honor
It is not only the war zones where they show the bravery
But strong movement by crusaders to save us from slavery
It has slow pace and may prove its worth in tie to come
The fruit of it may come later for us to welcome
In natural calamities the civilians are pressed into service
They perform the marvelous feat even without any advice
It is not less than any heroic achievement
It is then considered as human movement
Let there not be a single word in dishonor
It is unique incidence and can’t be termed as minor
It shall be termed as heroic struggle with dedication
It will be seen as total commitment with indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Getting In To You (With Lead Vocals)
when i made up my mind
and my heart along with that
to live not for myself
but yet for God
somebody said
do you know what you are getting yourself into?
when i finally ironed out
all of my priorities
and aske God to remove the doubt
that makes me unsure of these
things i ask myself
i ask myself
do you know what you are getting yourself into?
i'm getting into You
because You got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into You
because i've got to be
You're essential to survive
i'm gonna love You with my life
when He looked at me and said
i kind of view you as a son
and for a second our eyes met
and i met that with a question
do you know what you are getting yourself into?
i'm getting into You
because You got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into You
because i've got to be
You're essential to survive
i'm gonna love You with my life
i've been a liar and i'll never amount to
the kind of person you deserve to worship You
You say You will not dwell on what i did but rather what i do you say
i love you and that's what you are getting yourself into
i'm getting into You
because You got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into You
because i've got to be
You're essential to survive
i'm gonna love You with my life
[repeat x3]
you said
i love you and that's what you are getting yourself into
song performed by by Relient K
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A courageous stand
You dash against wall
When there is distress call
Wait for none and respond
Decision fast and in split second
It is state of an alert mind
No waste of time for alternate to find
Dare devil's approach and desirous result
These are inherent and inbuilt
Thousands died for preservance of freedom
The thought for personal safety occurred seldom
It is exceptional feat and performed by an individual
It is unique and can’t be termed as casual
What would have been in heir mind when crisis rose?
Why did they opt for sacrifice or chose?
We can ponder over the issue and search
Exact state of mind prevailed in time as such
There should prevail no confusion in mind
The devotion to duty has made them almost blind
There have no other thoughts then to perform
Some of the qualities are definitely inborn
It is not in anybody’s domain
The concern is always there and may remain
What counts most is exact time and nature?
This ties our identity with future
So when we remember and think of dead
We salute and appreciate them as they lead
It was no less credible step and taken
Any reversal might have left us shaken
Many may argue in favor or against
So many may go for it and insist
This was the only best course open
As the thrust was all of sudden
It is desire to die for the cause
Life may be pushed back stage or paused
This is how soldiers die on front
When they are ordered to confront
Those who survive are called veterans
The torch bearer persons with lanterns
What else they have to offer to us?
Only good example and repositioning of trust
Those who laid down lives are martyrs
We have bade farewell with tears
They are almost their in our heart
They gave us fresh least of life and good start
No second thought must cross the mind and rule
A wise can die and not the fool
It is always an exemplary approach with some promise
Thousands can be saved on his death or demise
Courage has nothing do with age
One lives with it and manages
No one know when time may come to prove
The theory stands good and no one can disapprove
We are proud of their association
It gave us strong and confident nation
we offer only floral tribute
There is still more to contribute
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Unsung Heros
Many have been wounded on the
battlefield of life. Wounded, in
their homes, streets and back
alleys of social interaction.
In the battle to survive, are there
more formidable enemies, than
grief, loneliness, illness, poverty,
and lost love?
So many, although seemingly
defeated, by an army of foes,
to opposition of life and living,
they fight...go on.
Countless millions, are wounded by
emotional bullets...lethal grenades
of death, taking a loved one... and the
machine gun fire, of cancer and
other devastating diseases.
Yet, with a courage that can not be
measured, these unsung heroes
...go on.
Let there be a Congressional Medal
Of Honor, for life, for those unsung
heroes and their unyielding courage. Let
them know, in their time of need,
we shall provide them with, they emotional
medicine and care they require.
Love, compassion and understanding.
The next time, the word 'hero' is spoken,
look around, for on the battlefield of
life, there are millions, 'of unsung heros.'
You Might Know A Hero...
Many have been wounded on the
battlefield of life. Wounded, in
their homes, streets and back
alleys of social interaction.
In the battle to survive, are there
more formidable enemies, than
grief, loneliness, illness, poverty,
and lost love?
So many, although seemingly
defeated, by an army of foes,
to opposition of life and living,
fight...go on.
Countless millions, are wounded by
emotional bullets...lethal grenades
of death, taking a loved one... and the
machine gun fire, of cancer and
other devastating diseases.
Yet, with a courage that can not be
measured, these unsung heroes
.go on.
Let there be a Congressional Medal
Of Honor, for life, for those unsung
heroes and their unyielding courage. Let
them know, in their time of need,
we shall provide them with, they emotional
medicine and care they require.
Love, compassion and understanding.
The next time, the word 'hero' is spoken,
look around, for on the battlefield of
life, there are millions, 'of unsung heros.'
The Battle Field Of Life
Many have been wounded on the
battlefield of life. Wounded, in
their homes, streets and back
alleys of social interaction.
In the battle to survive, are there
more formidable enemies, than
grief, loneliness, illness, poverty,
and lost love?
So many, although seemingly
defeated, by an army of foes,
to opposition of life and living,
they fight...go on.
Countless millions, are wounded by
emotional bullets...lethal grenades
of death, taking a loved one... and the
machine gun fire, of cancer and
other devastating diseases.
Yet, with a courage that can not be
measured, these unsung heroes
..go on.
Let there be a Congressional Medal
Of Honor, for life, for those unsung
heroes and their unyielding courage. Let
them know, in their time of need,
we shall provide them with, they emotional
medicine and care they require.
Love, compassion and understanding.
The next time, the word 'hero' is spoken,
look around, for on the battlefield of
life, there are millions, 'of unsung hero's.'
Called Them Heros...
Many have been wounded on the
battlefield of life. Wounded, in
their homes, streets and back
alleys of social interaction.
In the battle to survive, are there
more formidable enemies, than
grief, loneliness, illness, poverty,
and lost love?
So many, although seemingly
defeated, by an army of foes,
to opposition of life and living,
they fight...go on.
Countless millions, are wounded by
emotional bullets...lethal grenades
of death, taking a loved one... and the
machine gun fire, of cancer and
other devastating diseases.
Yet, with a courage that can not be
measured, these unsung heroes
..go on.
Let there be a Congressional Medal
Of Honor, for life, for those unsung
heroes and their unyielding courage. Let
them know, in their time of need,
we shall provide them with, they emotional
medicine and care they require.
Love, compassion and understanding.
The next time, the word 'hero' is spoken,
look around, for on the battlefield of
life, there are millions, 'of unsung hero.
Only The Strong Survive (Take 22)
I remember my first love affair
Somehow or another the whole darn thing went wrong
My mamma had some great advice
So I thought I'd put it into words of this song
I can still hear her sayin' it
Boy, Oh, I see you're sittin' out there all alone
Cryin' your eyes out 'cos the woman that you love has gone
Oh, there's gonna be, there's gonna be a whole lot of trouble in your life
Oh, so listen to me get up off your knees 'cos only the strong survive
That's what she said, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive,
Oh you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
Don't go all around with your head hung down
Well I wouldn't let that little girl
No, I wouldn't let her know that she made me feel like a clown
There's a whole lot a girls lookin' for a good man like you
Oh but you'll never meet 'em if you give up now and say that your life is through
Yes she said: Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
You've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Oh, you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
'Cos only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Well, you've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Sky will not fall
Sky will not fall if I die
Nobody will shed tears and say good bye
Soul may have upward journey and fly
Death is certain and no one has to try
We feel proud of being beautiful
Never bother about others and act sinful
Knowing fully well that it has to fade anytime
Still take care and maintain it as object prime
I fall prey to easy game
New tactics to get easy fame
Tried to capture whatever was easy
Whole hearted try and remained always busy
It is not easy to swim across
Path so difficult and hurdles to cross
Still one has try and remain in fray
Seek His blessings with sincerity to pray
One must understand the futility of mission
Conscious may not allow for frank admission
Will have to surrender to thy with submission
As day may approach and end your session
Nothing will stop at your sudden demise
People may flock and rush to your premise
May take oath to carry on with promises
Life will be crucial with all near misses
Have to dig in well with firm roots
No short cuts with definite routes
You may not be remembered as holy person
But definite cause to be called as genuine person
Try to lead life as normal way
No more power show of strength and power play
Earth may consume body with simple clay
Mortals may not remain but only name will stay
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A slip to sleep
I go in to sleep to meet sure shot death
It is nothing but belief and faith
I have always lived in fear with
When I woke up find the closed teeth
It is unusual to believe in mythological truth
We live in fool’s paradise for feeling to soothe
Nothing helps in turn other than to create bogey
Mind is arrested and thoughts don’t emanate free
Ho many deaths you have to go through in life span
Is it like floating on life pond like white swan?
Do we go deep in water and not coming back again?
What do we do to come in life and regain?
It is absolutely painless odyssey
No one can offer any logic or alibi
It is happening daily and almost certain
I develop no amusement or pain
There is o escape from sleep to slip
It is successful onward trip
We sit on throne as powerful king
All courtesans offer the dance and sing
It is another world with all the comforts
All thoughts of day rush from mind and report
You perform there as super hero
Though you are worth nothing but zero
It is better to die once
There won’t be any pain or worry hence
You die thousand times a day
The sleep is only easy way
It is almost impossible to live at ease
It is stagnated and no fresh energy to release
I am not at happy and pleased
I wake in sleep and life seems to be ceased
It is tortuous and full of agony
I don’t know but it may be suffered by many
It may unwant call to decide at this stage
Still it is difficult to stand alone and manage
Let it be probed fully to help us later
It has to come sooner or later
Whether it is in day time or in sleep
It definitely gives us good slip
Let us escape this confusion and stay clean
We have many ways and means
It can keep us away from worry and tension
It is not worth here for all the time to mention
The death certain and bound to take place
It is to be realized and can be read on face
it should not engulf our mind or lay a seize
Life may come to stand still any time and cease
Give a nice slip to sleep
Smile always and good health to keep
Good bye to mythology or any theory
Keep it way if it causes worry
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A kind blessings
Life was smiling all the time with kind blessings
Nothing is left behind to be remembered as missing
Life seems totally fulfilled with no memory to lapse
What can be dreamed of other than this or anything else?
It is not that I have not come across failures
Lady luck was always smiling and everything was for sure
I had to struggle very hard to live with changing world
I continue to remain within sphere and in fold
So much to remember and nothing to forget
Nothing to leave to uncertainty and goal to set
That is how life had rewarded for days to come
I miss all past days and wish them to come back for welcome
I fear those sweet memory may deceive me again
That was hunting me and remained concern main
I must do something before they are erased
I must synchronize the events before being chased
I have missed so much and that has to remembered now
I do not know when that can be done and how
The best way is to write them down on plane paper and compile
That may last long and purpose can be served for a while
I am in doubt whether I will be able to give justice
How such things can be put in words to look nice?
Each feeling has got different lines to be shown
They should not be misrepresented and disproportionately blown
The rainbow represents all colors to speak about nature
All deep and light colors highlight ups and down of future
Sometimes blessed with happiness and sometimes sadness
Yet as symbolic way of putting facts they speak of oneness
How many might have perished under loads of heavy odd
They might have just tolerated it without much to add
They may be less fortunate enough to have different tale
They might have be consummated by timely cycle of whale
I do feel about the real tragedy and its consequences
I might have come across many of such instances
Some may find hardly any mention with lots of fear
Lot many deaths might have gripped us to be lost as dear and near
I may still try to memorize and give the justice
I must live to expectations and to the promises
I know by gone will never be remembered
I am now on work for those ideas to be centered
I will offer peace with white color
Sadness and pain can go little darker
Happiness and joy can be with olive green
All my past life than can be seen as evergreen
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Shed Under Tree
I am misunderstood by my actions
I can visibly read their reactions
Neither can I claim that good
Not I perform poorly or that bad
May be some other definition is awaited
They have always laughed at me and taunted
How could I find out the reason?
As no one is willing to consider me as good person
I would love prove myself very right
Even I shall offer to go for right cause and fight
I am picking little clues about their irritation
I think I am poorly painted with that relation
May be I am little hasty
May be my words are not that sweet or tasty
From the beginning I have lacked the politics
In today’s date it is considered as very basis
I have fewer friends and more critics
They are intelligent people with good sense of clerics
They want everything to be presented in precise terms
This attitude only fails me and turns against
Sometimes I wish for their funeral
Join in procession and offer tribute of floral
But certainly that position may be taken over by somebody else
The position will remain same and not changed hence
Person can remain greedy and self centered
He will be respected and good position offered
People respect and favor the favorable wind
Where is the time with them for true things to find?
I wish to confine and stay alone
But not waiting for times to be gone
As it will amount to be wasting time and be selective
God will not forgive me fore remaining inactive
Life is not meant for simply eating and spending
Animals do the same and thus simply ending
It must be offered not fully but to lesser degree
Like offering shed as is done by giant tree
Life must have some kind of orientation
It need not be puzzled with many questions
It has very short and limited duration
If we can use it for strengthening the relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Tiny Spec
I look around at the world
and get frightened when I realise
I am but a tiny spec.
I am a mere mortal
in a world filled with millions
and millions more
each trying to stand above the rest
and have their name remembered
long after they have gone
for the great things they have done.
I look again at myself
and feel somewhat sad
for I doubt if I’ll be remembered
for anything good or bad.
31 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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Tajmahal, a love dome
Beautiful creation of the Lord on earth
should be remembered for time to come,
what an eyes like shining diamonds,
rose may not have shine as her face,
God might have thought in spare time,
Perfect match and suitable kind,
Kind always kept her live in mind,
Was so happy with lovely find,
What would be fate when I am no more?
Who will sing and who will adore,
I must think and ways explore,
Ship should not sink before reaching shore,
I may be killed, buried underground or even poisoned,
Empire may be snatched and not even pardoned,
May be confined within walls and area cordoned,
So more happiness or safety idea altogether abandoned,
'Love Dom' for queen in unique style,
Thought emperor but in worry while,
even when empire is razed or lost,
should be the centre of attraction most,
Oh, Mumtazmahal, I will try my best,
marvelous creation and unique test,
World to wonder and still ponder,
What a message from ardent lover
Neither you nor the memory will fade,
Place for lovers where love not forbade,
you will be remembered for long and decades,
Nothing will be lost even attempted to invade
'Taj'(crown) will adore your head,
Your names in history will always lead
love songs not less than hymns are read,
Peace and calm prevail before night dead,
Though it may be called as dome
Remain it as your permanent home,
It won’t be less than huge palace,
People may visit and offer solace,
All true lovers will offer tribute,
though world at large can’t contribute,
Exclaim with words and love distribute,
All glory and feat to kings attribute,
I may be killed, buried underground or even poisoned,
Empire may be snatched and not even pardoned,
May be confined within walls and area cordoned,
So more happiness or safety idea altogether abandoned,
Mumtajmahal is the name of queen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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