A lame can scale
Can lame person scale the peak?
If God is pleased then yes even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is pleased then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and turn barren
We will face the destruction all of sudden
People remember God when caught in cross fire
They did not pray so far or admired
It was their good luck that had kept them alive
They were not in this world because they did not believe
God doesn't distinguish between believer and non believer
Even though they are burden on earth don’t deliver
Such type of persons may be hardly or found in some sections
We can feel pity and offer no reaction
They don't realize the cause of their well being
They may still be ruling on vast land as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not kind
We have witnessed their down in wind
One final blow by God may unseat them all
There won't be any escape for their recall
The wind may dash them ground and result in rout
No one will come to know about their where about
Have you ever witnessed the rough weather during sea voyage?
Was their any chance to come alive to shore and manage?
Could anyone bring it under control with power of money?
It was only His grace that made possible your safe journey
Who can come to your rescue when ship is sure to sink?
At critical time why do you remember him and think?
He will definitely show the grace if you had maintained the link?
You may find no route, watch helplessly and blink
He is there to protect us in all crisis
There is no particular reason or thesis
It is firm belief and faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can come on earth with force
You may be suffering from guilt with remorse
You are misguided lot even if path is carefully chosen
Relation may stand severed and continuously frozen
You stay cool from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding the plants with bad aim in farm
It will not grow fully until rains heavily
You may come to realize later on wen it grows really
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Act before it is lost
Can lame scale the highest peak?
If God is pleased, even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is merciful then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and there won't be any trace
We will face the destruction if fallen out of grace
People loose the faith when caught in cross fire
They had so far not prayed almighty and admired
It was their uncommitted faith that had kept them alive
They were in this world even if they did not believe
God doesn't disgrace those who are non believer
Even though they are burden on earth and unable to deliver
There may be hardly few or to be found in some section
We can never appreciate or digest their reaction
They don't come into terms and realize of their well being
They may be ruling on vast land with authority as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not very kind
We have seen and witnessed their down fall like that of wind
One final blow may unseat them all
There won't be any escape even if they pray and call
The wind may deliver final blow with possible rout
No one will come to know about their fate or where about
Have you witnessed the sea turning rough during journey?
Can any one bring it under control with the help of money?
Who can come to your rescue when it is shot sure to sink?
Only prayers and good work if you had maintained the link
He is there to protect us all the time and in crisis
There is no particular science or thesis
It is firm belief and total faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can down pour with all its force
You may be waiting for its arrival with remorse
You may loose the path even if carefully chosen
Relation may sever and stand always frozen
Stay ablaze from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding with pouring of water in farm
It will not grow fully until it showers heavily
You may come to sense when it grows really
This is how you come into being and grow with confidence
He is always there to avoid any unpleasant incidence
You may still deny His existence and walk on barren land
You may live here aimlessly without any friend
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Highest peak
So many achievements and feats by able bodied persons
They have high ambitions and fulfillment with reasons
And why not they dream high for personal goals?
As it will always be the desire for inviting calls
It is not easy to score victory for adversary?
It has become now all that important and necessary
It is moving through all difficult terrains and hostile winds
Let us hope and resolve it with bright hopes to find
Some one pertinently asked me the question in disbelief?
How come a handicapped person goes top with belief?
I had no reason to hide the answer but merely stared
I could laugh at him and cut joke but did not dare
Can lame person scale the highest peak?
If God is pleased then yes even if he is weak
when mentally retarded can understand and speak?
Why can you not do it if not in days than in weeks?
His blessings are invariably must
Provided you have full confidence and trust
If God is pleased then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land can be turned infertile and fertile into barren
if He wished it to happen and that too all of sudden
We will face the upheaval and upset
When sun is in middle and not set
We remember Him only when caught between cross fire
They have no time to spare little time for prayer
What else keeps them alive amidst all uncertainties?
When all odds disfavor them and no clear certainty
It was our good luck that we are safe and alive
this is despite our wrong doings and reluctance to believe
We have been ample opportunities to prove and excel
Else we can not have the right to feel safe and well
No one can find out the reason or cause of their well being
They may still be ruling on vast land as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and very unkind
at any time they may be unseated with flow of wind
There won't be any easy escape route or recall
They will witness all worst things including downfall
The wind may throw them on and cause rout
No one will come to know their where about
The change may sweep them away in flood
They may not be able to avail the good food
They may be forced to flee and leave all behind
There won’t be any trace or trail to find
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On ship board
We were on board for an island journey
Far off from crowded place with all kind of luxury
No one confided in us that sea could be rough and hostile
Ship was cruising with favorable wind meanwhile
All of sudden the lightening struck from the sky
Dark clouds appeared all of sudden with full try
The ship was on mid sea and weather took dramatic change
As if to warn human brain to wait for the revenge
Sea water is generally calm and peaceful
Its vast horizon is blue and open for adventure to make it successful
We were on simple pleasure trip and got trapped
It was feared that in no time it may wrapped
Sea level was rising alarmingly
It struck on sideways heavily
Whole ship was in full cry to disintegrate
We were offering prayers to escape the fate
Passengers of all ages worshipped with good faith
To help come over the crisis and spared from death
The old memory of sea disasters took over the grip
Many shouted with cry help and helplessly wept
Sea was infuriated and wanted to swallow
The entire ship crews were pressed to allow
Any members willing to sail in life boat
Or any means available to remain afloat
It rained heavily with high speed wind
I sat in corner but nothing was visible to find
Only I could see blue waters and no land in sight
The ship was drifting away and could hardly be seen without light
Suddenly weather came to rescue and wind slowed down
There appeared some hope and faded away some dangers already known
I prayed sincerely for sparing hundreds of lives
People were on board and waiting to dive
Sky in no time cleared off and stars came out
The moon was also seen and there was much to talk about
We all were on board and greeted each one with affection
I wondered at the dramatic change and thanked almighty for kind action
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A day ends
Day’s hectic activity comes to end
Complete peace descends on land
All journey directed toward home
It may be really happy welcome
As it is off from great hustle and bustle
There is no clash in mind and tussle
It needs a break with full rest
Time to look back and assess the best
Life goes on endlessly in this fashion
Still there remains lot many questions
Some of them are addressed fully
Some are still left to be realized wholly
I was partially paralyzed with quest
It was forcing me to deliver the best
As luck would have it nothing is achieved so far
I was not fortunate to find any bright star
It is universal saying and has been correct too
“One can not be successful all the time in life” is equally true
It is high time to wind up the show and retire
Else it will be great failure and satire
No more regrets in life for not being comfortable
All realized or not realized despite being capable
It was not the destiny you had longed for
The life was total failure in love and war
Even I need not shed tears over any breakage
It was not at all of my doing with past age
I was in position to manage but failed
The opportune time was not availed
As I hade passionately waited for another day
It was not proving in concrete and decisive way
I was not dejected person to stay away
I worked continuously for bright ray
Something has wrecked me from within
I am in no more good position to win
The chances are slim and very weak
I am not in position to spell out or speak
It has ruined my whole carrier
I had been good fighter and warrior
I always used to read face lines in mirror
It was not defined and showed some life error
I am tired and wait for no more chance
The life has deceived me all the times and not once
I have lost all hopes and now no more wait
Everything is now for sure with luck and fate
I wait with calm posture
Everything is certain for sure
There will be final knock at any hour
I am in full control and don’t shiver
I am for all good smiles
This was my life style
I took it as good mission
There was not at all any confusion
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A strong will power
Even if you are mentally strong
You will loose the race among
You may stand alone and watch with disgrace
You may be cursing for loosing the race
You may have no will power to stand
You may not be able to correct your trend
Your arrogance of dealing may deliver the blow
You may be eliminated altogether from show
What prevents you from raising your head?
Why are you not in position to command and lead?
What is stumbling block that doesn’t lead you to success?
Why do you find it unreasonable to get through the access?
Possibly you lack the courage and will power
You probably have not found any answer
You are used to watch it from high rise tower
You can never look down with favor
This ultimately leads to your downfall
You are disliked and unfavoured by all
No one may look upon you with respect
You may have to prejudge and introspect
You lack the killer’s instinct
You are unable to judge and distinct
You fail to analyze and make link
You go down with ship when capsize or sink
Motivation is another force required for final push
It halts hasty action and prevents mad rush
Nothing is ventured into without careful planning
Not a moment’s hesitation if ever it has come to banning
Motivational zeal is something different from enthusiasm
Enthusiasm is mere power to initiate with individualism
This one is to inspire others to come out with flying colors
Result for self and inspiring others to reach shores
Others may be living idle life without any aim
You can’t count on them with confidence and fully claim
They will take you down along with caravan route
You may run into rage and openly shout
Dead can’t come alive
You can’t make them believe
They can’t comfort you and relieve
They stand in way and ready to deceive
How can I change their inception attitude?
Why do they remain in full cloth still called nude?
Why can’t they behave indifferently and called rude
Why do they go for excuses and search for prelude?
I may stand to loose but act as motivational force
I may have to go for it alone but with no feeling of remorse
It may not help me individually but may spring big surprise
There may be bright day with golden sunrise
I shall be down with disfavor
There may be dissent voice with murmur
I shall pay no attention
The must find good retention
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At new low ebb
She took and sunk me to low ebb
I was entangled in monster’s web
I had no easy route to escape
I was unable to think or give shape
There may be many ups and down
People may show discourtesy and frown
You may be reduced to nothing and work as pawn
You may be crushed like grass in the lawn
She did not realize simple fact and made all hell
Everything was going ahead with plan and very well
We were leading simple life and good stories to tell
It proved nice all the time and did not face any trail
It was only for on ward march
No going back from the start
It was all for simple asking
Always rousing welcome and no kicking
As it always happen, there starts bad phase
You are down with fame and unable to show the face
You may not be able come out from house and counter
You need to face it bravely with the fear of lashes from hunter
There may be flow of bad words for your action
You may face criticism and solid reaction
No one may blame womenfolk but only man
Why was he not in position to stop or can?
She was string headed woman and couldn’t control tamper
She spoiled the relation with all her anger
It was unbecoming of good couple with good repute
How could I offer any counter or refute?
It was undoing of all my good work
I was feeling uneasy and unable to eat with pork
It was proving difficult to much to my discomfort
My ship was at mid sea waiting call at ports
It is not good for us to survive
Hostility may end but peace can’t be revived
You may live but without any sweetness or aim
How can we stand against odd and claim?
If you can salvage your ship amidst crisis
It will prove your point without any thesis
You may come to be known as strong contender
As it is not the worth job for the pretender
You got to rise from the ashes
You may have strong wishes
Not all may reach to the shore as fishes
You must come out victorious with fine finish
Lie low but not too low
Bow to Him but not to allow
Think of disaster but not of going down
Seeds may definitely grow if they are sown
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Wrong on The Way
We find nothing wrong on the way
If that is chosen carefully to keep away
From all kind of ills and with good intent
There is nothing more or less to repent
We are not put to harassment in any way
We are not driven away or kept at bay
It is destined path and decided much in advance
You will have to cross it any time at once
It is made easier with lot of blessings
Nothing goes from your luck as missing
You are given your share at right moment
There is not much left to be asked for comment
It is inhaling object on the earth
No breath and it is declared death
You are alive so long there is some sign
You look good and feel very fine
We need little grace
For smiling always on the face
Rest all we have to struggle
To enjoy life and keep free from troubles
Enjoy quietly what has been offered
Take it as gift routinely conferred
Whatever you bear in mind or differ
If there is destiny to suffer then you certainly suffer
Regret only when it pinches
Cry only when heart it touches
Stay aloof when no purpose is seen
Show interest only when you are keen
Find the ocean to swim with
Prepare fully and armed with teeth
Think that it is one time life chance
It may come or not come if gone at once
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A pain for birth
How you could remain so negligent?
You were wise and intelligent
You dozed for a while
I was stolen meanwhile
I was picked by another childless lady
Now I am her dearest and somebody
I vividly remember your kind face
I search all over but fail to see or trace
Oh, mother i weep and fear
when I do not see you and hear
your affectionate voice and hand on head
Where and how I shall lead?
How could you lend me to others?
what can be other reason to bother?
what can be compelling reason?
Today I am altogether different person
You were in pain at last moment
There was hectic run and movement
You were about to be freed and deliver
As daddy too was firm believer
You took all pains for my birth
We were to have relation till the death
I had all wishes to remain in your side
The world seemed to me very wide
I was eager to listen to your voice
Rest all seemed to me only noise
I wished a far reaching cry
I missed opportunity to feel very shy
She has joy of having me in her side
The rest of the pass as if that of slide
It made hell lot different for my existence
Though there are plenty of such incidences
How one mother can cheat another one?
This can never be realized by any one
This is greatest blessings from the almighty
We pray, sick and surrender to deity
There is tendency to rob and be blessed
Final they are caught and traced
Not all may be lucky to reach original parents
This weakness we got as inherent
I go back years and think
It has made me to blink
I go down and deeply sink
My face turns pale from pink
This may not be isolated story
It is cause of concern or worry
The parent may be feeling guilty and very sorry
How could they bear the burden for whole life and carry?
I understand the agony and pain for childless parents
It is curse but we got to accept it and offer no comments
No body may resort to snatching or lifting of a child
The other parents may be missing lot and definitely go wild
The child may pass through painful stage
It will be difficult to manage
Still it will come off the age
It will be like captivity in cage
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Angels
Sparkling Angel
I Believe
You Are My Saviour
In My Time Of Need
Blinded By Faith
I Couldn't Hear
All The Whispers
They're Warning So Clear
I See The Angels
I'll Lead Them To Your Door
There Is No Escape Now
Now Mercy No More
No Remorse Cause I Still Remember
The Smile When You Tore Me Apart
Chorus
You Took My Heart
Deceived Me Right From The Start
You Showed Me Dreams
I Wished They'd Turn In To Real
You Broke A Promise
And Made Me Realize
It Was All Just A Lie
Sparkling Angel
Couldn't See
Your Dark Intensions
Your Feelings For Me
Fallen Angel
Tell Me Why
What Is The Reason?
The Thorn In Your Eye
I See The Angels
I'll Lead Them To Your Door
There Is No Escape Now
No Mercy No More
No Remorse Cause I Still Remember
The Smile When You Tore Me Apart
Chorus
Could Have Been Forever
Now We Have Reached The End
This World May Have Failed You
It Doesn't Give The Reason Why
You Could Have Chosen
A Different Path Of Life
Chorus
The Smile When You Tore Me Apart
You Took My Heart
Deceived Me Right From The Start
You Showed Me Dreams
I Wished They'd Turn In To Real
You Broke A Promise
And Made Me Realize
It Was All Just A Lie
Could Have Been Forever
Now We Have Reached The End
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Take one advice
Take it one and only one
Accept the fact that you are not the alone
The journey is yours and shared by none
Day may come when you will be flown
What is joy and what is pain?
What was ours that is lost or gained?
It will be futile to find some one around
All opportunists but no sympathizer will be found
Who has fed you with wrong illusion?
Why at all is there any confusion?
It is pleasant surprise from the almighty
Why any one should grieve or feel pity?
You have come empty handed
No logic for having been landed
Did any one guide you to have birth?
Was it not told that it will have natural death?
Fortune and happiness made me laugh
The journey was not complete and only half
The cow too had beautiful smile at calf
I was fully supported by my better half
Everybody knows that it is mere show
It is surrounded by mystery and white snow
It has to melt when sun may warm the earth
The stage may be taken over by simple death
Think you are only stage actor
Some one else is your protector and mentor
No one may come to guide you as tutor
Set the course as feeler, healer or curator
Why are you looking helplessly at sky?
Why not you look at the sun and try?
The complete world is open for you to see
Leave bondage behind and set your self free
Sit in mediation and feel the peace
Relevant answer you may find at ease
The mad race may be looked as futile attempt
Everybody may be extinct and simple swept
He earth may carry the burden
It may give in all of sudden
You may have no slightest idea even
Who will at that time care for heaven?
Deliver the good if you have zeal?
Feel the peace if it looks real
Reveal the facts if not able to conceal
Have direct link with God and make the deal
Prophets, Jesus and Lord Krishna were all human
They too under went all pain and agony as man
They bore it to self and complained to none
Life they lived only for others and someone
It is hard to swallow the poison
No one may prefer to do it without any reason
Still there is sweetness in action
Noble souls digest it without any reaction
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A shot in air
Nothing will last forever
It is universal fact and may stay there
Nothing will be remembered or forgotten
This is fact and is based on same pattern
There are so many unanswered questions
It should not find any mention
Who may visualize the far reaching effects of war?
This is puzzling question and has eluded us so far
We are ready to offer sincere pray
We may ask blessings to escape from prey
It is nice to surrender and follow
We have moral courage to withstand the blow
It is natural rule that may prevail
No matter how strong you stand against but like to fail
It is only His blessings that may come to the rescue
You will have everything which may fall due
I may have enough power to speak
Still the future will be gloom and very weak
You may be able to win and scale the peak
It has come naturally to you without playing any tricks
You may have temporary respite
You may still face setbacks despite
Your all out efforts and dedication
This may not prove as good indication
You must go for correct observation
The solution must have dong duration
It must be resolutely followed
No temporary gain or short term cuts be allowed
There is no use running after
If it is not of permanent nature
Anything can be easily win over by affection
There is no use of offering any reaction
As things stand today not in real context
No paper or print can help to come out with text
It is useless to prove things in totality
As we have seen its result with futility
We should be sure of our action
It has to coupled with our function
It may not give immediate result
You should try but not feel any guild
The life is like water bubble
The palace or hut can be reduced in rubble
Nothing is for sure or certain
We must calmly observe and maintain
We have become materialistic
Everything compared with statistics
We try to solve everything by good tactics
We are trying very hard and stay as optimistic
The result is bound to come
It can be loss or gain to some
There has to be worth and sensible try
One must reasonably go up and fly
It has to constant efforts
The challenge can be of any sort
The ship has to land at ports
This can be possible only with good support
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Treat It As Casual
What waits in store for any individual?
We don’t take it seriously and treat as casual
We have all the limitations and no freedom to act
This proves handicap to all kind of progress in fact
Some where you are bogged down either by ill fate
Or by the scarcity of funds or coming on scene very late
You are not fully within the control of the situation
This mark slow down of your march in continuation
How the to come out of uncertainty and surge ahead
Take full control of the situation and provide the lead
Show to the world that you are in position to deliver
You are strong supporter and firm believer
The key to your success is firm commitment
There is progress all around and positive movement
You are not influenced by any out side factor
This paves way for your emergence as clear victor
Until you become master of your own destiny
You can’t be respected in high esteem by many
You will have to prove your ability and resolve
That you are capable and in position to solve
No one can guarantee for full success
Even if he is blessed with situation and full access
Some of the factors are beyond his control
And that takes him out of scene with heavy toll
We are human beings and need some kind of grace
In grim situation we are puzzled and unable to face
In such situation we need strong moral support
Nothing can achieved in absence even if put in lots of efforts
Barring few of such handicaps man can claim highest peak
No cone can stop him from doing so even if he is weak
As wind is favorable and all factors work on his side
Everything is added to his success as area has become very wide
It is easy to dream about lovely shore
Land there safely with lot more to explore
This can only be possible when you are clear
About your ambition, mission and that too without fear
You can be up against ante and sail through
The passage may not smooth that is also true
Yet you are determined to avail an opportunity
And that proves as tremendous boost with high quality
You can now claim as person of high repute
You have good name, fame and nothing to dispute
Fortune has swung in your favor and speaks of great volume
You can relax now in life in leisure and at free will can resume
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Give me call
You give me simple call
You will not face any wall
I shall stand fast and save you from possible fall
Take it granted from me as gesture small
You have found world so much infested
Thoughts and ides not worth invested
It may prove as ground for testing
Seeding in deep but not worth harvesting
You may face problem at every corner
World may seem cruel to you as beginner
Still it has to be countered and faced bravely
Such opportunities you find very rarely
It is general call and must be responded
It is test of time and should not be avoided
One should care and respect the sentiments
It is not simple call but firm commitment
Strom may pass off and ease the situation
It may limp back to normal with continuation
Timely help may not be forgotten at all
It will be considered noble but not small
It is how relationship develops and grows
You may have to gear up to face the blows
Luck may not favour as time may run out
Victory may be turned into defeat with complete rout
Never leave friends in high and dry state
Don’t show discomfort and little sign of hate
It may impair and sour the relation
It may turn sordid with sign of negation
It is better to treat each relation at par
It should be maintained not stretched far
It may supplement and strengthen the bond
Friendship in life may look calm as water in pond
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Ya, Allah
Ya, Allah, Almighty, supreme ruler of the world
Shower me with bless and take me to your fold
What do I know about your mighty and holy land?
I am here in palace or huts built on sand
I don’t know whether it is ill gotten or by great efforts
But surely it is with me as safely reached to ports
I am unaware what to do with this much wealth
Oh almighty keep your grace on me with only health
I look towards sky with raised hands
Only rahem (pity) be shown toward an end
I need no empire, no money but simple grace
Reflection of your act brightening my face
I try to save self but may not be possible sometimes
Yet I loose no hopes and offer prayer all the times
I have great faith in the fellow human beings
So many of them poor, rich and some are kings
Why do I need them all in my life?
When life is full of pain and strife
I need your grace on all ignorant lives
Whether they believe in you or don’t believe
I see smile in star’s twinkle
Life is like bubble when they smile little
What light and message I read in your world?
Peace is rare and relations are turn so much cold
Shower us O almighty with love and only peace
So we can pray a little with life at ease
We need to live more on this beautiful earth
Life has become cheap and no charge for asking death
We are ignorant and know nothing
You may have for us surely something
We have impure body with senseless soul
No penalty can remedy it even if we crawl
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Sudden call
Sudden call from your inner conscience
No use to sit idle and see across fence
Time is running short and has to pack
Final journey with no possible come back
What did you earn during life span?
Did you serve well yourself or clan?
Was there any remorse on your part?
Did you outwit or tried to outsmart?
Prepare self for possible journey
Nothing to accompany including money
Leaving the land with open eyes
Relative may say weep sad good byes
You may undergo deep anguish and pain
Your all efforts will be futile and in vain
You may look miserable helpless
Looking at sky with eyes clueless
You may wonder why you failed.
Were you confined with life or jailed?
Did that serve and useful purpose?
What is left for you now to suppose?
You may try to look bank and analyze
Try to feel pity and gesture to sympathize
Something to speak but fail to deliver
Living organs die slowly including lever
You may slowly slip into coma stage
You may try to regain but unable to manage
All memories may surface as pinching salt
You may feel it deeply with final assault
Thousand of thought may invade mind
You may not have escape route to find
Eventually you may relent and accept the reality
Life’s misadventure and its overall futility
Nothing goes along except good will or gesture
No one may remember you in near future
All your lifework may soon to evaporate
Good work may speak for people to narrate
Life to end with body to be laid
Two words of praise always said
Nothing rests with body or soul
Night may look odd with voice of owl
Departure or end may coincide with mission
May be there so many emissions or omissions
Thousands of problems with unanswered questions
Its end may be tragic or ………………..
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Take it one and only one
Take it one and only one
Accept the fact that you are not the alone
The journey is yours and shared by none
Day may come when you will be flown
What is joy and what is pain?
What was ours that is lost or gained?
It will be futile to find some one around
All opportunists but no sympathizer will be found
Who has fed you with wrong illusion?
Why at all is there any confusion?
It is pleasant surprise from the almighty
Why any one should grieve or feel pity?
You have come empty handed
No logic for having been landed
Did any one guide you to have birth?
Was it not told that it will have natural death?
Fortune and happiness made me laugh
The joinery was not complete and only half
The cow too had beautiful smile at calf
I was fully supported by my better half
Everybody knows that it is mere show
It is surrounded by mystery and white snow
It has to melt when sun may warm the earth
The stage may be taken over by simple death
Think you are only stage actor
Some one else is your protector and mentor
No one may come to guide you as tutor
Set the course as feeler, healer or curator
Why are you looking helplessly at sky?
Why not you look at the sun and try?
The complete world is open for you to see
Leave bondage behind and set your self free
Sit in mediation and feel the peace
Relevant answer you may find at ease
The mad race may be looked as futile attempt
Everybody may be extinct and simple swept
He earth may carry the burden
It may give in all of sudden
You may have no slightest idea even
Who will at that time care for heaven?
Deliver the good if you have zeal?
Feel the peace if it looks real
Reveal the facts if not able to conceal
Have direct link with God and make the deal
Prophets, Jesus and Lord Krishna were all human
They too under went all pain and agony as man
They bore it to self and complained to none
Life they lived only for others and someone
It is hard to swallow the poison
No one may prefer do it without any reason
Still there is sweetness in action
Noble souls digest it without any reaction
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As God Changes Another Heart
We cannot read between each line, for the power of God is divine,
When God enters another heart, from guessing we need to depart,
Every new believer, needs to grow, for the Truths of God to show,
And as the new believer grows; Truths to those about them shows.
It is The Spirit, not any of us, Who draws each one to Christ Jesus,
And as His Spirit begins to reside, God's changes will begin inside,
The heart of the new believer too, just like God did for me and you,
So as The Spirit moves their heart, changing Truths they will impart.
It's God's Spirit, Who will begin, sharing the changing Truths within,
As each believer shares the Truth, in being the Lord's saving proof,
Of a believer's spiritual change, sharing The Truth in Christ's Name,
The truth of just how and when, they, by God, became Born Again.
Encouraged by The Spirit of Christ, they will grow in their New Life,
As The Savior's New Creation, through the Power of His Salvation,
The very power that they received, when God's Truth they believed,
As they came to that saving faith, all by the power of God's Grace.
That Grace that'll help them grow, in the Truths they come to know,
Again, as one more blessed soul, allows The Spirit to take control,
Producing evidence in their life, of changes made by Jesus Christ,
As Christ alone, receives the glory, for yet another Salvation Story.
Winter abode
God has made it as magical home
Each and every living object is welcome
What a fresh air to breathe in and think!
Not a slight idea to get lost and sink
Whole universe is made an accommodating place
Anybody can fly off to save the life and face
As the skilled people go with consent and permit
The birds need no sanction as they are capable and fit
When severe winter sets in, they prepare for migration
My country has found for them a strong bond and close relation
We have warm and sweet fresh waters comfort their stay
How long and torturous journey they undertake to find the way?
No international boundary mars their onward journey
In thousands they flock in sky and land in plenty
Natural breeding ground opens for them with lots of safety
What a magical show with the blessings from almighty!
When we are fighting for piece of land and secured place?
They have all the techniques to prove and preserve the race
How many years of existence have they continued?
The safe passage with traditional love route nicely pursued
It is nice and heartily welcome step to observe their happy plight
How have they proved by showing to world that they are right?
There can be safe refuge without any bloodshed in this part
Not compromising with stated bitterness and to depart
When nature is with us to observe calm and peace
The birds show and present their nests at the beaches
Whole atmosphere is filled with great joy and happiness
What can we understand from these birds in such case?
No one is loosing path and gets lost
It may be long but has nothing to cost
If will power is strengthen with belief
We, as sensible race, can provide the relief
*Migratory birds visit Gujarat desert every year in winter from Russia*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As He Works Out All Things
God works out all things for me, in ways I could not foresee,
In ways that could only come, through Jesus Christ, His Son,
Changing the very heart of men, in ways which only God can,
Arranging a path in life for me, all for God’s Praise and Glory.
Even as those problems do occur, it is God’s Will, I can infer,
As our Lord uses many trials for, the Believer and many more,
Unbelievers who watch one’s life, of a believer in Jesus Christ,
To see just how we respond to, the trials God sees us through.
Our trials can be of any scale, but, in The Lord we shall prevail,
Whether trials come big or small, God, is still The Lord over all,
No matter what the magnitude, others watch to see our attitude,
Watching what is said and done, to see our faith, in God’s Son.
God’s Only Son, Christ Jesus, whose Grace is sufficient for us,
For He is the One who sustains, us through our trials and pains,
Sustaining us through His Grace, in each trial that we shall face,
So men see His Grace and Power, even within our darkest hour.
What many may not know friend, is He’s the beginning and end,
Christ knows every circumstance, in His plan there is no chance,
As Christ directs the way we go, down the path we do not know,
While displaying His power in us, with the peace of Christ Jesus.
No longer carry
I will no longer carry the sad events
Push them in corner and offer no comments
It is difficult to isolate but no other way
All the time it will detract and your attention away
It is sad to write about it or keep in memory
Eyes become wet and land you to feel sorry
Mostly the childhood friends remain in mind
You feel elated when remember them as very kind
I had friend called “Ratan” meaning jewel
He was lame but brilliant and would always excel
He had sharp mind of wise man and always advise
I felt so bad when heard the news of his demise
Some of my friends would push him to the ground
They will pull the cloths, give chase and surround
He will stare at them with pity and helpless face
He would still not curse the almighty for not being in the race
It is often sarcastically commented
Cut joke on their helplessness and resented
No one would come forward for good proposal
They will be kept aside with quick disposal
Today I find him close to the chest
Even though he is no more but still served as best
I remember once he said in my ears
“Never forget mom even if passed many years”
I realize what did he exactly mean?
He put it to me soberly and very clean
It did not have any coating of sugar
He tried his best and remained all the time eager
I am on the last leg of journey
Still I am being invaded by many
I don’t know what they mean by heavenly abode
I think it may be mentioned as path to reach to God
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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