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A ladies to have

l let the ladies have fine hair to comb
whole world realizes the importance of womb
let their beautiful body be preserved in tomb
i salute to the divine figure by raising the thumb

Absolutely no suggestion but respect
soul searching effort to introspect
where does lie their dignity?
why do we shame the humanity?

we all owe to her our existence
everything seems easy in her presence
what is she in our whole life?
a mother, sister auntie or beautiful wife?

In all forms I adore
what else can we say more?
she deserves everything on earth
she has pain to feel even after death

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Best and fine qualities

The Holy Koran, The Holy Bible and so many others
But holier among them is called motherland and mother
The whole world owes its existence to mother’s womb
No less importance is given to the soul rested in tomb

A holy refuge in man’s body that makes whole difference
A person is lost for ever in another world’ presence
He has the blessings from almighty to do worthwhile
He is embodiment of all divine things in his style

No religion teaches intolerance and brutality
This is one of the best and fine qualities
Love to thee spirit and follow the way
He will always be near and show the way

Life is never given importance
It has been given up at once
It may have no particular style
Yet to think over it for a while

All divine objects preach the change
Life not to be kept standstill but turn with age
It may shine with the incorporation of letters on page
Control over desires and peaceful existence without rage

“Come to me and I will take care”
“You feel secure and have to go no where”
You are not to worry and get afraid of devil’s influence
These are themes and essential essence

The sun has existed for millions of years
The same has been put to us in our ears
We understand the presence of divine force
Final selection has to come from any source

It is very difficult to follow different philosophy’
It may look sometimes silly and phony
What we need to follow is adherence
Any religion you from now on hence

Swear on His name and leave behind worry
He will never show you ugly face to feel sorry
Keep any image in mind and worship
The voyage may be smooth to anchor with the ship

We will have peace of mind with first sound of churches bell
First prayer call from mosque may take you away from hell
What else we need to hear or read from holy books?
Let us pray for single religion which takes us out of the hook

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In My Womb

I had whole world in my womb
Happiness, worry, uncertainty all working like bomb
May soon explode to scatter the life's ambition
To put before the world my beautiful child for exhibition

I am breeding lovely and divine part
I shall hold it till the life lasts
Not to share it with any one
Except me and I alone

Oh what is this noise around me?
Why am I undergoing pain to feel free?
The new born is hitting me from inside
Just sliding down to come hastily and stay with my side

I loose control over self and go in silence
The baby has alighted in world and shown the presence
I have been informed of her arrival
With blood on body and spread over all

The cord has been cut
The baby is nicely put
My bond with her may last soon
Bodily separated but looks like a silver moon

'Look here' I am blessed with motherhood
Whole of the worlds know about it and rightly understood
What can be life without its attainment?
Lovely to feel in entire life with beautiful comments

Any mother may feel proud
When she can speak very loud
Of her and about beautiful child
To see nothing around as if being blind

Mothers are such and made of fine material
No one can opine differently and offer denial
She is very much inseparable part
Till we live long and finally depart

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am in crazy in love with Girls

It amazing how life is transformed sometimes
I don’t know whether it because of the changing of the season
But let me tell something interesting
When I was young I could pay no interest that there are people who are beautiful
As soon as I grew up I had people talking to me
They say what a beautiful child am I.
But today I am old
As long as I could see I could see that there people who are beautiful

Next to me I sit along a beautiful girl both left and right
Even the room where we are is beautiful
That is the way why I offer a smile to each and everyone for the first time
I can see the reason why I lick my finger no more
It because such nice people give a warm welcome baby
Yes they can say what ever wrong to me but I think I must forgive them
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies

Wooo hhooh woo huhu hugh

poem by Mthokozisi Ntokozo Maphumulo
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My Beautiful Reward

Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
Im flyin high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the rivers silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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In Rise She Enjoyes

Why at all she needs to be explained
Her dignity and honor is all the time maintained
Not even god fathers but god even preferred her womb
Her fingers move with kindness instead of comb

She is not a simple sex figure
Sister, teacher or mother in that matter
A birth place and holy divine valley
A true friend and kind alley

Mother is an end of world
You get peace when reach her fold
Not even a word needs to be told
Her name and fame is everywhere sold

Everybody has praised her
You be worry free when she is near
Child needs not think of fear
She is there to bear

We all rejoice and enjoy
Her company with heavenly joy
She is dominating and unequal
In rise she enjoy and feel sad when we fall

What has to gain passing through ordeal?
Unbearable pain and lots of worries in real
I hope no soul passes such strain and stress
Yet there is no single worry line on her face

I shall devote thousand births to her service
Touch her feet and offer whatever possible in promises
I shall love to be her dearest son or daughter
Where she forgets everything and runs after

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful Day

Tired of living like my days are bad
When I open up my eyes, I'm glad
And I can't complain 'bout yesterday
Cuz today's a brand new day
Comb my hair and though some like it wrong
Jump in my ride because it's on
And I'm gone, I'm gone
1 - I woke up this morning
Opened up my eyes and prayed, Lord
Cuz it's a beautiful day
No matter what nobody say
Even though it's cloudy
I can see the sun rays
Oh, cuz it's a beautiful day
No matter what nobody say
Cuz it's a beautiful day, a beautiful day
Life just can't get no better than this
Mother Nature's given us a kiss
Cuz tomorrow I'm glad I didn't miss
Let's take advantage of days like this
When the night time does finally hit
There'll be no reason for guns
It'll be fun, fun, fun, fun
Repeat 1
Everything is good because I'm living and I'm healthy
I'm not too concerned 'bout being poor or being wealthy
I feel really good about this blessing given to me
Nothing in this world could ever take all my joy from me
It's beautiful, it's beautiful
It's beautiful, it's beautiful
It's beautiful
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
Repeat 1
I don't have a complain in the world
I am doing so good
Without, without, without the money
Without, without, without the stress
Without, without, without the people, oh yeah
Repeat 1 until fade

song performed by by Mary J Blige
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Yes! Death is Beautiful!

for all the girls and guys out there
who fear death like anything and stare
up the sky and say their prayer
Oh God of death! Spare me, just spare!

for all the men and women I care
death for them, is not at all fair
Immense pain it gives, which they can't share
it takes away everything, makes them bare

to them I say, fear not the death
coz death is beautiful, it refines your breath
to breathe the bliss and smell the light
no days no night, dear, what a beautiful sight!

Death may be painful at first
but at end is just blissfull
agonizing body at first
the end experience, so wonderful!

Some sail through dark tunnel, lights at last
others flow above, high and fast
Some hear a melodious strange music
others.... divine experience, which God casts...

you feel like you never belonged here
A peaceful Destination is calling you there
and you're eager to go, be one among them
That's why dying people, they never have pain...

Death is like a commercial break
a transition period for a tired soul
tired from the game of life, we people play
Death is a comma(,) which refreshes the Soul...

Fear not the Death!
Coz it's the most beautiful thing
that can't happen to you again
and every precious moment and thing
comes witha little or more pain...

Yes! Death is Beautiful
Death is precious, so Rare
and comes with no clue
that's why we enjoy once
and that is True...

Death is Beautiful
Death is True...

poem by Soumya Dash
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Feel Grateful To Our Earth Mother

Feel grateful to our Earth mother for at least we should feel aware
That without her we could not exist of us she takes good care
We pollute her sky and waterways and remove trees from her land
Yet what we do to her to ourselves we do many of us don't seem to understand
The only visible God of which I can claim to know
To the great Goddess of Nature respect we ought to show
Many of her many life forms because of us becoming rare
This Earth is theirs as well as ours to live on and this Earth with them we ought to share
Feel grateful to our Earth Mother since off of her we do live
We take and take and take from her but back to her don't give
The creator of all life forms that live on land and waterway and sea
Than our marvellous Earth mother there is no greater force than she
And what we do to her we do to ourselves so happens to be true
Respect our great Earth Mother since our respect she is due.

poem by Francis Duggan
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The Valediction Of The Body For The Soul

I am the body, and you are the soul. I let you in. You are my guest.
Inside my body, you feel what i feel.You know what i know.
What you like i too must like.
What you disgust I too must disgust.
We have become one. Ideally, we go. I go where you go.
I let you stand on my feet
I let you touch the persons and things that you love
Through my Hands.

I am the body and you are the Soul. Inside me
You are my guest. They say that you are more important.
Holier. More wise. Filled with Understanding,
As I let you stay, I have become of lesser importance
To those who worship you, through me.

I am the body, and I have become secondary
to Your importance. But you are just my guest. I have let you in.
Now I demand that you too must respect my flesh,
My bones, My blood. I bleed. You don't. I feel the pain
You don't. I now demand that you too My Soul
Must understand my simple needs. My need for warmth
and Desire.

I am the Body and You are the Soul. I demand respect
and understanding otherwise I may use my power
to Oust You. I still have the power to put an end
To this Body and it is you who must leave.

You must understand me. When I end the life of this Body
As I very well know I can, then you Leave.
I will be left. I may rot. I may turn to Dust. But I have done
what is within my Power.

Respect my little lusts. That is my compromise with You.
Have a little understanding to my confusions.
Bear with Me too. Be my Guest. Be the Good One.

My Soul, My friend, My companion.I am your Faithful Body.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Be Very Patient

Be very patient,
The potter's clay;
Be very wise,
The writer's pen;
Be very useful,
Of the muse of life with a living hope;
Let your yes be yes and your no be no.
Life is like the patience of Iyyob,
So abstain from fleshly lust;
Like the days of our visitations on this earth.

Sarah obeyed Abraham,
Like the sea and the seashore;
So established are the two witnesses.
Oh womb, womb, womb!
Oh bomb, bomb, bpomb! !
Oh tomb, tomb, tomb! ! !
Be very patient in this life.
Womb. bomb, tomb;
The womb is opened.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The earth is defiled.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The time of trouble on this earth with our muses.

Our bombs will shake the heavens,
And our sins will led us to our tombs;
As it is written in the Book Of Life like,
A child born today from the womb.
We came out of the womb and,
Many of us will be killed by the bombs! !
Which will finally send us into the tombs.
Read about the facts,
Learn about the truth,
Our days of darkness from the womb!

We came out of the womb and,
Are destroying the world with our bombs;
Soon, we will be buried in the tombs!
Womb, bomb, tomb;
Be very patient on this earth without hatred.
Lets be each others keeper,
Lets learn for the truth of all things;
Our days on this earth is still very short.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Heaven on Earth

Daughter, Sister, Mother, Wife,
Keeper of Earth, Giver of Life.

Tranquil is thy Soul in flight
As it travels to new heights.

Beautiful is thy holy Life
In God's hallowed blessed sight.

In gentleness of Womanhood
Reflecting heavens might.

Solace in thy loving arms
To soothe thy earthly plight.

Husband, Father, Brother, Son
Strong and loving Gentle One.

Protector of thy living Soul
Keeper of the Sacred Scroll.

Principle in Truth is found
Upon this blessed Holy Ground.

Many wars on earth are fought
Humanity has thus been slain.

For the sake of all religion
In the name of God in vain.

Peace and Love for all the world
Never shall our paths defraud.

From the Churches to the Temples
Of our Father Mother God

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Out Of Cage

All these years I ran after
Wealth, assets, amusement and laughter
I got no joy with any of them either
It was driving me with fear

I was lonely soul
Caged but looked beautiful
Everyone praised my fame
But I felt in heart a real shame

'Was it not a trap' I felt
Something bad at heart was smelt
I, for a moment, decided to come out
I had lot more in mind to talk about

Yes it was golden cage
To be kept in for all the ages
Surrounded by illusory magic
I now realized its hollowness with basic

Father, mother sister and wife too
Felt real joy and happiness through
I saw it on their faces with shine
I too at once felt very fine

No, this is not my goal
I felt it a real foul
Not suiting to my real soul
I decided to make it final call

One more strong resolve
And all problems may be solved
No anger, hunger or any other wish
Life must end with fine finish

I wished to open the door
Now I was real rich and not poor
I saw the closeness with divine land
Everything seemed to be beautiful and not dead end

I am finally out of cage
Walking away with prints behind on page
I may be cursed, laughed and called coward
I shall have more in store to look forward

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beautiful Grace

Grace saw me wounded, hurt, lost but with a future
He saw me not yet formed in my mother's womb
He fashioned my days before me
Beautiful Grace

Beautiful Grace that saved my soul
When I was lost but now He found me
I know I have a future
A new page of life
Beautiful Grace

Beautiful Grace when I was blind but now I see
He showed me right from wrong and gave me a choice of life over death
It's by His grace that I've been saved
Beautiful Grace

poem by Keamogetswe Molapo
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Senseless Death

Death is blind
Death is deaf
yet it is dumb

Death is senseless
Absolutely at that
So much so
To the kings door
It knocks upon
From a mother's womb
It feeds thereof

If death had a way
Heavens gate it will shake
The chains of hell
It will break
Searching a new soul to take

Senseless
As death may seem
Upon every soul
Still it sneaks
Taking from any
As it wills.

poem by Emeka chunye Okaforudeji
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Abuse

Often in one's life
You hear about abuse
And those of you
Not touched by abuse
Are the lucky ones
I believe are true

But abuse comes
In many forms
And it affects
Your life in many ways
That carries only for you
A burden of shame

You cry alone at nights
Thinking can anyone
Understand my pain
You're to scared to share
Of the shame you think is yours
You're to scared to tell
Your family the ones you love the most
Of your burdens and your pain
So feeling as you do
You take it out in vain
On addictions that slowly
Burn your soul away

You feel defiled
You feel alone
You feel that life
As been to cruel
And often in desperation
You try to injure yourself in vain

But if you live
Past all of that
And swallow all your fears
And just let your family know
How unhappy is your soul
They will say with love and care
It was never really your fault
You must never feed the guilt of shame
It was never yours to bare
Now live your life with out the shame
And live with pride for who you are
A daughter, a mother, a sister an aunt
And even a friend
Because your a decent human being

poem by Kaila George
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M. E.

(anatano yume ni watashi wo tamoteru)
Can you hold me in your dreams.
(watashi wo kanjiru koto ga dekiruno
Watashi ga anata wo kanjiru youni)
Can you feel me like I feel you.
Goodbye mother earth.
I dont want to kill time. I want it to live.
Im not wasting this life. Im letting it in.
You just rip off the planet and take what you want.
Im coming to get you if you dont give up.
Beautiful destination. whats it worth.
Beautiful destination. goodbye mother earth.
I am all that surrounds you.
The earth and the sky.
You. youre the mouth and the money
Thats bleeding me dry.
Why.
I am not a spirit of the world.
I heal the spirit of the world.
I am not a spirit of the world.
Goodbye mother earth.
(kocchi da)
Its a beautiful destination. for what its worth.
A beautiful destination. goodbye mother earth.

song performed by by Underworld
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My Beautiful World

My Beautiful World is kind
My Beautiful World is sweet
My Beautiful World is nice
My Beautiful World is generous
My Beautiful World is selfless

My Beautiful World has given me everything i need, and then some
I love My Beautiful World, and My Beautiful World loves me

I am the only one on My Beautiful World
But i am not lonely, not in the least bit
My Beautiful World and I have each other

But...there is a problem

My Beautiful World is tired
My Beautiful World is sore
My Beautiful world has wounds and scars

Some will never heal

I do everything i can to help

My Beautiful World wants to explode
and the thing is...

I'm still on My Beautiful World
So if she explodes, I explode with her

It would be an honor to go like that...

But that is not how i want it to end
I want to be on My Beautiful World forever

If you haven't figured it out yet
My Beautiful world isn't a world at all

She is a very special person...

who happens to mean the world to me.

poem by That lil emo kid
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Ignorance Is Beautiful

She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'

One day, she told me,

'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'

I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'

Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar

poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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A Beautiful Thing

A beautiful thing
Is the life that God gave to us
A beautiful thing is the men like us
Because God create the men
To get married and have an also to have children
Together with his wife that he decides to marry and live the rest of his life With
A beautiful thing
Is the music that singers gave to me so that I can have a better life
Why?
Because singers are people just like me
And their music heals me and othe people
A beautiful thing for the ones that are sick for a long time
Is death
Because when death arrives to the ones that are sick they don't suffer Anymore
But it is not worth to live life when the ones that are sick are sick
Because it is a constant worry about who will take care of the ones that are Sick
And also their are constant worries if the one that os sick have any kids
Because they have to think of who will take care of their kids when they Will die
And I don't doubt for a moment that they won't miss their loved one if it is their mother or their father
Why?
Because the one that is sickis their mother
And you raised them from birth to grown up
And what is next?
I can't say what is next because I don't live their lives
And I will worry about my life
And nobody else's life
Because all the dreams that I am having now belongs to my life
Why do I talk so much about life now?
Because I am thinking about life now
And I am enjoying every second in my life
Because every second in my life counts because the hour keeps passing
And I keep enjoying it
A beautiful thing is that I am one adult
And that I can do things that pleases me with limitations
A beautiful thing is that I am the captain of God's ship
But I am also the master of God's soul
And God is the master of my destiny
But where my destiny will end I don't know
Because only God knows where my destiny will end
A beautil thing is the rain
Because it comes down from the sky and water our garden that is Outside of our houses
A beautiful thing is the soap that removes the dirt from my body and Makes it clean
A beautiful thing is the clothes that keeps my body dressed all day

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Pain Of An Earthly Existence

You tell me that I have a beautiful
soul but I know that I am so ugly.

For I was born into sin like all men
women who compose collective humanity.
The difference is I remember the moment
when sin entered my prime earthbound soul.

The moment just preceding my birth when
I felt sin enter pride manifest instantly grown.

Sin entered my soul to allow
my birth into this world of sin.
I have knowledge of pride sin
but not of sins entry origin in.

Yet the amazing thing for me is
that God can look into the hearts
of all men women who contain
such manifest sin far far worse.

I lost my divine nature in order
to be born looking into mirror
flesh masks sin manifest I contain
within is potential horror I attest.

Yet sin is the only horror that can
contain my earthly existence to
fulfil chosen purpose God within
my existence on temporal earth.

Without sin within I would
vibrate straight off
the horrific face of
this earth within an instant.

The vibration rate of such
an evil earth cannot
accommodate a human
soul completely free of sin.

Restoration acceptance of divine
birth divinity incarnate in flesh.
God enters in body sin corrupt
to dwell in form as holy spirit.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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