A last momentum
The clock is ticking fast
It made sound of striking last
Both arms moving with long space
competition to reach out and win the race
It has served for period that can be called very long
it never erred and showed the time wrong
it is always nice to see her arms move
no one can dare her to remove
As every living thing has destined hour
the same can happen with others
the long journey can come to an end
the last message is received as sent
Both the arms are closing on at last moment
They are struck with no movement
The expiry is over and no possible sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
A person may run through out his carrier
he may not care for any barrier
he wont wait for any disruption
now time has come for final interruption
It has relevance even today
Now both arms are not crossing the way
They are struct at a place as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be removed from its place
either it may remain vacant or be replaced
it may be remembered for more time to come
the change or replacement may be always welcome
The head of the family may occupy highest position
he might have maintained very good composition
he will be long remembered for his contribution
as he never discriminated in any distribution
His goodness will be recalled and narrated
the body will be laid to rest or cremated
he will remain in mind as noble and humble person
he deserved it for very simple reason
Who knows when the end will come?
it may be faced bravely by some
there may be dreaded fear for death
the relative may lay the flowers as wreath
It is easy to make the promises
the ill health gives the speculations to rise
if some one does not turn up or fails to deliver
all may turn on him and act as disbeliever
It is always good to stand for the words
one must be careful and look forward
there is no alloted time for anything
it may be removed from the scene and go missing
The death is deadly weapon
everybody is feared there upon
no one may want to leave the work unfinished
it may be his life dream before being perished
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A close end
The clock was ticking
It made sound of striking
Both arms moving with long space
Competition to reach out in race
It is closing at last moment
Both arms are struck with no movement
The expiry is over with no sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
The body is laid for rest
It served till the last with its best
The life span was spread over years
Now no more sound or voice to reach ears
It has no relevance today
Two arms are not crossing the way
They are stuck with as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be thrown and body cremated
The goodness will be remembered and narrated
The nice and noble work to remain in memory
Now there is no concern or worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A minute away
I am minutes away from leaving this world
I remain unmoved and don’t develop any cold
It is time bid good bye and prepare for final departure
I remain calm and as usual not very sure
It is final count down and whistle is likely to blow
There won’t be any movement and body may go slow
It will slowly calm down with no sign of life
It has to leave for heavenly abode when it stops to breathe
There is sense of satisfaction on my face
Soon I will be lost and run out of race
Body may be cremated and here won’t be any trace
I shall unite there at my place with His grace
There nothing much to worry as I leave with satisfaction
Everything moved satisfactorily with all my actions
Now time has come and it will be soon over in fraction of seconds
I swim and sink for fresh air as fish in the ponds
The soul may not depart that easily for the want of desire
All relatives gather and all past deeds admire
It is their wish that I should depart without any pain
They pray for it and wish it should not go in vain
How one can see a person who remained so close for a long?
He might have caused damage or done something wrong
Still at the end of the time they wish happy journey
Everybody leaves behind bad memory including money
There remains desire for oasis water
We run all the time for needs to cater
Its futility will be realized at the end of tour
We may be leaving behind dark patches or slur
It is wisdom on the part of individual to rise
Act as honest man and possibly to remain wise
It is to be borne in mind for no regret at the time of demise
It will definitely take over with everybody’s surprise
There won’t be any time left for any regret
You must pass the things or allow letting
What is bound to happen may happen
It will be too late then
I always wished that end must be happy
It must be peaceful and without any worry
No one should be afraid of loosing the body
It may happen sooner or later to everybody
What do we leave behind for youngsters?
Who else will take care of our brothers and sisters?
This is routine matter and may take its own course
You should feel nothing and have any remorse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Move with time, awaiting a pleasant surprise in each of your position in space
Time is not what is shown in a clock
Time is not what the second hand passes
Time is not what the minute or hour hands show
Time is also not what our calendar indicate
Time is not the day, the week, the month or the year
Time is not sun rise or sun set
Time is not the morning, noon, afternoon, evening or even night
Time is indeed the point or location
You occupy in the space
Me, you and every one and every thing
On this surface of the earth
Are on a continuous move
As the earth rotates on its axis
And keeps moving around the sun
We all keep moving
And we do not know or even the clue to know
Whether we reach the same location in space again for a second time
It may look similar
But, it is all relative position with respect to the
Position of the other objects on the space
Duration for a thing to complete is thus
Is also not the time measures we employ
In absolute terms,
It is this the distance in space you traveled
Between the beginning and finishing of an event
It is also true you do not travel back as there is no reverse gear
In this universal path
Blame not your time, and
If anything to blame it is your position in the space
Since you are never stagnant
Your position will soon change
And things will soon be different and in your favor too sometimes
Move with time
Awaiting a pleasant surprise in each of your position in space
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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No dearth
You will find no such person on this beautiful earth
Even though there are many and has no dearth
The work done by them remains unsung
They are very much part of our living and remain among
Their life is simple and ideal
To many it may look unreal
Yet it is exemplary and praiseworthy
Let us pray for them for long life from almighty
Have you ever considered looking at their contribution?
No one takes pain even to look at proper distribution
The work for which it was intended looses its charm
It does great disservice and more harm
They suffered their whole life but never complained
They had full integrity, short of means still maintained
It was backed by strong will and full commitment
The public was behind it and had strong movement
Even though they may not be among us today
They have shown us the path and clean way
If we can pursue with little honesty
The happiness may descend and help to remove the poverty
Someone said” God resides in poor”
We should welcome him at the door
If no food or anything but give some kind reception
This will find favor with good conception
We have seen changes through ages
Yet we were fortunate enough to manage
Many people have come forward and gone
But it is always remembered the good work done
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A life is mission
Life is supposed to be like open page
Any one can visit and read without any rage
You may have disliking for person and hate
It is all coming when he is no more and you are late
We may not know about a person
We may also criticize him without any reason
He may have nothing to do with us at all
Still we term him as liar and call
You can’t please each and every one
It is not possible to neglect everyone
You will have to cooperate and mix with them
They may have then no chance for you to frame
They may inflict heavy wounds
It may not please us but looks very sound
You can’t find end as earth is round
This is real truth and must be found
We write our own history
Even though we might have lived in misery
We pay respect even to our adversary
There is no use to follow it unnecessary
Life can be made as transparent as possible
We must realize it and make admissible
Nothing can go against us as it is fact
We must fall in line and don’t react
Life may move on endlessly and not cease
We should live it peacefully and remain at ease
It must be faced bravely with all its implications
There may still be fall out with indication
We can write on sand soon to be swept away
Nothing will remain as it will give away the way
Sand storm may try to reach the sky
You imagine the consequences and don’t ask why
Sand may shape in form of rising demon
Assume different shapes to omit the venom
It may try to catch but succeed seldom
Such occurrences are rare and random
A person can rise from the grave and question
All his Good work may not have found any mention
It may still be sworn on his good name
Flowers and bouquets to adore the fame
Life time work may help not all but few
Cool breeze may disappear along with dews
New life with good mission may take place
Life will become busy with another good race
People may take birth and vanish
They may depart without its finish
Still there may be wider scope for its realization
This is how there may be emergence of good civilization
Work may go on and speak of volumes
Body may be cremated or soil may consume
We should remain positive and role must be assumed
Time should be saved and not consumed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hold Me In Your Arms
Rick astley
Weve been trying for a long time
To say what we want to say
But feelings dont come easy
To express in a simple way
But we all have feelings
We all need loving
And who would be the fool to say, that if you
Hold me in your arms
I wont feel better
If you hold me in your arms
We can brave this storm together
We both know theres a problem
A problem that weve got to face
So put your trust in me, lover
No-ones ever gonna take your place
cos we all have a problem
We all have fears
But theres always got to be a way
Yes we all have feelings
We all need loving
And you would be a fool to say, that if you
Hold me in your arms
I wont feel better
If you hold me in your arms
We can brave this storm together
(solo)
You only have to hold me
Touch me to make me feel so good
You only have to hold me
Feel me
To make me feel the way you know I should
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
When you gonna hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
(instrumental to fade)
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Long Time Gone
Well I been gone a long time
The time has passed us by
And I know it won't be long 'till I get home
I see your smilin' face, well I just can't erase
All those good ol' happy days when we were 'lone.
Well I'm comin' through the mountains
On my way back home
I see that snow fallin' on that good old mountain ground
And I know it won't be long, I'm in your lovin' arms
We'll live together and things 'll be better for you
a' you and me, a' can't cha see?
Woman, I been a long time gone
To be a thousand miles from home
I know I've done you wrong
And I know it won't be long,
I'm in your lovin' arms
Woman, been a long, I been a long time gone.
When I hit that mountain road
I got five miles left to go.
I smell that good old mountain air and old and pine trees
And as she stood alone with a pretty white dress on,
I felt that good old mountain air blowin' up a breeze.
Woman, I been a long time gone
To be a thousand miles from home
I know I've done you wrong
And I know it won't be long,
I'm in your lovin' arms
Woman, been a long, I been a long time gone.
song performed by by 38 Special
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From different angle
How was it seen from different angle?
You were my cherished dream from any angle
I did spend hours together in your arms
Had ever any inkling about impeding harm?
No, never it occurred for a second
I was like any other fishes in the pond
You were drawn towards and got entangled
I was subdued and did not struggle
What did I find unique in your approach?
It was never felt by me as such
You were hanging in arms of another girl
That was terrible shock to me and had ugly turn
I sensed trouble and have double thought
Why are the things shaping differently to be fought?
I wished him to be doing same things to me
Where as he was with other girl as if very much free
Of course my dreams are not shattered
As I have yet not taken position to utter
Some words to disgrace him or myself
My love is total commitment as treasure in shelf
You may need her more in near future
What shall then there be to assure?
Clear the position and take me to journey
That has been already in air honey
I give in for simple reason
You are still a different person
You may be doing it for different concern
I shall take you in for no other turn
I remember your magnetic touch and spell
It was certainly humble and nice to tell
I wish I could still hang around
Leave those things behind and gain ground
I can only laugh with the simple logic
Those as man you have nice spell and magic
I need to know nothing about hidden causes
I need to remain calm, pay and have little pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Body was flown
His body was flown by special plane
People flocked the streets and occupied the lane
Both the sides were full of children and ladies
What a great and honorable death if someone dies!
We observe countless road accident deaths
The vehicle owner or driver faces the people’s wrath
It will be suicidal to remain present on the scene
The irate mob will lynch or create ugly scene not to be seen
The death is such probability that can not be discounted by anyone
It may come at destined time even though may not be liked by someone
It may be highlighted more if life is laid down for noble cause
It has remained always on high note as of now and it was
It was put to us that he had preferred frontal attack
He was fired form all the sides and back
There was no time to signal the warning
He had no option but to open the firing
As the fate would have it and he felled to bullet
But he did not allow enemy to advance or let
He single handedly bore the brunt
Enemy could not get what they wanted from hunt
We had considered him useless when was among us
He was naughty and we did not believe or trust
For going out of village was essential and must
He did not want to live in dishonor or feel to disgust
The person chooses his own carrier
He may prefer to be lover or warrior
He is reminded of responsibility when see in mirror
Even though he might have felt it as grave error
So when the news was spread for her sacrifice
All persons left their place of work or office
They rushed to see the martyr’s body
Even though he was not liked previously by anybody
It is not the person but his work is appreciated
His life time achievement is praised and equated
He might have lived with in his ordinary style
But it was not the occasion to forget it for a while
Anywhere in the world the words are always dedicated
The willingness to go for help is readily indicated
No one may show disrespect to whatever he had done
The past may not be remembered and considered as by gone
I remembered him being frank and honest
He was always blunt in doing at his best
Today once he is no more among
I fear something might have definitely gone wrong
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pride moment
I may die soon and not survive
The new born may arrive
It is something new and you got to believe
I am in pain but it may relieve
Something is taking shape
It has not resulted out of rape
You are real party and creator
My savior and life mentor
It is boom in desert
It is out come of our lovely concert
It is not result of any act of flirt
It is delicate peace and not dirt
I shall give birth to a baby
I am happy but look shabby
The stage is set and ready
Some may on day may address you as daddy
It not ordinary and insignificant
The place was for long vacant
We both wanted some change
We were approaching the age
We had lot of patience
It was never ending tolerance
We waited it to happen for many years
The first cry may please our ears
The wonderful thing is taking place
The real happiness is seen on face
It is divine gift to have come for us
We have finally got into bus
It may end my years long quench
The water may delight the soldier in trench
This is unique feeling and real happiness
It is coming in the way to remove loneliness
It is in His hand to bring any soul on earth
The life may end with the arrival of death
We fully know the gravity of situation
We pray for for long life and its continuation
The body may bear shape out of my flash
The baby may look nice and fresh
It will be really surprising and joyful
We should only pray and remain hopeful
Few more months and wait will be over
It will be still anxiety however
How knows what can happen at last hour?
All possible care is taken and thought over
It may be really a desert rose
We hope to end it soon and suppose
It is coming at right moment
I feel there is some inside movement
I can feel some change
I still have to carefully manage
The long journey must be comfortable and easy
Though everybody seems to be occupied and busy
Final count down is started with little pain
I feel enormous joy with so much gain
It will be golden occasion to celebrate
I am not in position to stand and state
I shall attain motherhood
There will be joy in neighborhood
It is proudest moment to be enjoyed
Everybody is happy and overjoyed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple journey
There was absolutely no movement in his body
He was resting on ground motionless like anybody
It looked as if one simple object was lying?
All thought he was dead or was dieing
These are the saddest moments in the life
It is easy to walk on the edge of knife
But difficult to survive in the real show
All difficulties surround and blow
The dead person might have not thought an early end
He may not have foes but so many friends
It may be his miscalculation that end in any case may not near
He may be living in confidence without any fear
Stories gathered round that he was lavish and lovely
He believed in life to be spent very smoothly
It was his life style that made him very frank
He lived merrily, toasted others and drank
We miss the bus at an appointed hour
The cloak may end clicking and it is over
No one may take notice and prepare for departure
His life waited him in the ground for the rest of future
He may be buried with full honor
He mat well be praised as good donor
What had he earned in his entire stay?
Honorable life with ordinary stay
We only carry the blessings and good will
Memory will not fade away and remain still
Ashes may be washed away by sweeping wind
There won’t be left any remains to find
Leave the foot prints on the sand for time being
The destiny is same for ordinary man or king
People may remember what and how you lived?
It may be your work that may be appreciated and believed
Let dead remain buried under the ground
Little air blow may create lovely sound
Only peace may there and nothing else to be found
What impression do you gather when you go round?
Long lull may prevail when you depart?
It may be beginning of a new start
Who knows what will be the next move?
One has to act fast and ultimately prove
Only good work may be remembered for a long
Nobody may accompany you or come along
You may be all the way certainly right or wrong
Still it may be wrong to create all praises in the songs
It is relentless struggle and may go on
It has to be covered and spent of our own
You may either create for self a big name
Or condemned as a curse or shame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Come A Long Way
Swing low, could be the last call for two of us
I said swing high, reach out and touch the sky
But dont cry yet, its not time yet
See this race is wrong
Come see, this race is right
See millions of years pass with no end in sight
Sleep tight, you couldnt count the cost through the night
cause its not right, it never was right
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Up on may day, and there is a carnival on my street tonight
I hear them dancing, I hear them dancing
But on a clear day
If this thing dont move here
Then this thing just dont have no heartbeat
Get on the street, I say
Sweet hours to live, I got no time to kill
I said hold back those arms raised hold back the bill
Sleep tight, you couldnt count the cost through the night
cause its not right, it never was right
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Swing low, could be the last call for two of us
I said swing high, reach out and touch the sky
But dont cry yet, its not time yet
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
Come a long, long way
Come a long, long
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song performed by by Simple Minds
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I Dont Want This Song To End
(nettie musick/tony ramey)
Well I dont wanna hear last call
And I dont wanna look at the clock on the wall
Lets lose track of time while were dancing this close
And I dont really care if no ones around
We can just stay right here until the moon goes down
If it were left up to me, I would never let go
But if this is a dream then I dont wanna wake up
And see the sun shine again
As long as youre in my arms
I dont want this song to end
Let me look in your eyes and count the stars
Let me hold you tight next to my heart
And Ill whisper I love you for the rest of my life
Lets make believe the music plays
For just you and me could make the world go away
In perfect time you will always be mine
But if this is a dream then I dont wanna wake up
And see the sun shine again
As long as youre in my arms
I dont want this song to end
Yeah if this is a dream then I dont wanna wake up
And see the sun shining in
As long as youre in my arms
I dont want this song to end
Now if youre in my arms
I dont want this song to end
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Good Bye
It is time to say good bye,
amidst small gathering and cry,
Soul to depart from body and fly,
No one knows where and why?
Always stayed among kith and kin
Struggled hard though not very keen
So much load on solder as it had always been
So many odds against but clear path seen
Kept all flocks under shed and together
Waging a struggle and not thought to bother
Continued to strive very hard and survived
Explored all possible means and revived
Lived life to the extent possible,
Made it easy though looked impossible,
Discharged obligations to the last end,
Sensed eternal signals which were send,
Many things were done and remained undone,
Received acclaim from friends as well done,
Considered life as meaningful and good mission,
No doubts ever occurred as matter of question
Will my work remain not to be in time finished?
Chances are not bright and seems to be diminished
though life remained fulfilled and has no regret,
it’s time to sleep peacefully and rest to forget,
Will my living not be exemplary and remembered?
Ideas may soon be forgotten and pushed in corner
This may take place or happen later or sooner,
It is a lesson for the learner or beginner
I may have not lived up to the expectations,
May have many emissions and omissions,
Might have not yielded to the submissions,
But always have resisted the temptations
Ambition and desire may remain always a concern
Attempt to disassociate will be a lesson to learn
Sun always shined and brought ray of hope,
Descending was easy even in high slopes
it gives enough joy And contentment
Life seems to be a mission for fulfillment
Might have faced rough weather sometimes
Everybody in life faces good or bad times
Eyes are filled with joy and unhappiness
When you became familiar with closeness
It was happy union but soon to come to an end
You had to leave everybody including friends
It is not easy to forget log association
Either in service, circle or with family
Sometimes we might have acted silly
But it would have been atmosphere homely
It is tearful and sad departure
You may feel end in near future
It is simple law of nature
Just get top of it and be sure
Final journey to bid farewell and bye,
Not enough time to say even lie,
Permanent position to find and go,
Leaving behind memories and forgo
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All about facts
Many years later I was to be told about facts in real
It was lavish celebration for new born arrival
There was great pomp and show to mark the birth
If it was possible they could have decorated complete earth
This is how people celebrate the event
For them it is pride and memorable moment
Who knows what fortune the born may bring?
Will he turn poor or become mighty king?
The luck may prove wrong and events may turn
The fun enjoyed at birth time may take ugly turn
The same pomp and show is not seen and there descends gloom
The extravagance is over and all are confined to single room
Well these are all predictions and has nothing to do
The things shape up not as per our desire to go through
It has all the relevance with continuance of long journey
There may remain poverty or accumulation of enormous money
The fortune is linked to child’s birth in family
Then good moments are remembered very easily
At every occasion it is repeated in good gathering
All credit is given auspicious birth and glimmering
What birth has to do with future events?
What linkage can be made for bad moments?
It might have shaped as per the changing schedule
There is no specific lay out or time module
It may be considered as bad omen
If misfortune is brought by any woman
It might have happened due to any other reason
We have tendency to pas on the blame to particular person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Dream Within A Dream
Have you ever had a dream within a dream that you dreamt about?
I dreamt in my dream that I was laying in the arms of my love
While lying in her arms my head rest gently against her bosoms
I was in a state a calm, bliss, and contentment felt never before
I fell asleep in such comfort made me drift gently away
I cried, in the dream I was dreaming, for such love I have never had since
I woke, in my dream, to be asked what was wrong
Said I, I am fine and drifted away once more asleep
The tears I cried, in the dream I was dreaming, could fill Victory Lake
Once again I awoke to the comforting eyes of the one I loved the most
I felt so alive and prayed that I could remain in her arms eternally
Realizing that I was still asleep I wish my dream would never end
I loved her so much that my words could never spark
I felt at ease laying in my goddess arms
The comfort that rocked my soul so gently I cried
I cried tears of joy for the life I had with her
I cried knowing that I would wake from my dream
I cried for the things I miss the most and the way I acted
I cried knowing that this was nothing more than a dream
I cried for I was once so foolish and now I know it
I cried for the comfort I had once now lost to time
I cried for the warmth I once had now gone bye
I cried for I realized how good I had it now squandered
I cried know such comfort cost so much
I woke from all dreams lying on the floor
I woke knowing that a love I had was so true so long ago
Laying there thinking that I have some wonderful memories
I know I will love again but a love like that comes only once in a lifetime
Sometimes you never realize a great thing when you have it
The insensitivity that comes from a place of too much comfort
Neglecting the things that means the most
Forgetting to maintain, cherish, and nurture love’s fire
A kindle fire that still burns learns and earns trust
Forget now that life is a dream for all is never as it seems
Never forget to be a lover or someone else will
The same thing it took to get her will be the same thing to keep her
I wish I could dream of her every night for the rest of my life
The bond that binds us reminds us of what we use to be
The links remain and never can be broken by time
My dream was a wonderful dream but not as you are
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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A day dreamer
I am real illusory and day dreamer
Throw ball to player in the form of beamer
Act always opposite though things appear very clear
Think of impossible things to take place and come near
It is human tendency to wish for unknown wealth
To think of something to happen and play havoc with health
How can things take shape without putting on hard struggle?
How life can be injected in a person if he is totally incapacitated or unable?
Mind moves on in a direction where it has no limits
It will travel to and fro to occupy and inhibit
It has nothing to do with reality or facts
It has definitely no bearing on acts
I suggest people to be tolerant and patient
I come across youngsters and advise then to be obedient
I go out of way and try to be very lenient
I have found such easy way very convenient
It makes me a laughing stock
I continuously stare at ticking clock
Why time doesn’t stop and turn in my favor?
Why people, does not follow me with fervor?
I give my presence at every occasion
At religious congregation I am first for submission
At any sad incidence, I am there to offer condolences
I am at pain to learn later and witness such scenes
Such type of people don’t find favor
They may be disliked and never be called for
I stills remain ignorant and try to mix as usual
Such insults and bars doesn’t seem to be unusual
Are we not responsible for creating such scenes?
The displeasure and boycott is apparently seen
It is not appreciated at all levels and spoken of face
You may be termed half mad and pushed out of race
It is good to think in isolation for mental peace
It may provide some solace and make you to feel at ease
It may also provide good opportunity to search for some solution
You may develop insight before going for any revolution
Days for long struggle and sacrifices are over
You need protection and to run for cover
No one can you help you if you only dream
They may like only when it may lead to fulfilling their dream
There is nothing to dream of nice things for betterment
It may afford you time to strike at right moment
You have worked nicely and planned for its success
You may need rest and stretch your self for recess
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Regret For Anna
SHE WAS with the red movement before
raging in four storms
HER BOYFRIEND Dave faced the bullets squarely
defenseless against a rusty ideology
Many, many years, everything seems to be forgotten
Like death, like the pursuit of what is ideal
SHE MOVES to another place, but come December
IT is time for reminisces,
SHE VISITS a place where death once took away love,
Faces it with head high and steady arms
Lights a candle, lay the flowers beside a river
The song of the river makes her cry
EVERYTHING is sad here, and all the people do not remember him
Or her,
ONCE death claimed life, and life surrendered,
Death had taken away from her, her future, she does not complain,
THERE IS one thing though that must remain
INSIDE her heart, true love for the man who died not for her
BUT for country, for the masses
For the Filipino people.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mournful death songs
Dark clouds appear on horizon,
Deems some layers cracked ozone
Awful scene and frightening noise,
Nature’s fury and destruction to poise,
No good omen and sign of unusual,
Nature looks not normal and casual,
Sign of bad events to follow and cause,
Breaking of silence and very long pause,
Death descended on a humble man,
Family, relatives try whatever they can,
Destiny’s final and has to be responded,
No one knows time as it is encoded,
With last breath, cried filled sky,
Final journey but why people cry?
Whoever is on earth has to comply,
There is no question and certainly no reply,
Beating a chest with awful sound,
With face cover ladies gather in round,
Dear one has gone and never to be found,
Body for final appearance and lay on ground,
Touching feet with sobbing voice,
Tears filled, face sullen doesn’t look nice,
Left behind all with tearful farewell,
Head bowed down even if unwell,
Songs may include words in his praise,
Crying more with peak voice rise,
Joining more people making it worse,
To carry a body on cart horse,
Ladies and gents may throw whole weight on body,
Allow it not happen taken out by somebody,
But has to be descent farewell and honour,
All join procession including neighbour,
All good works remembered and spoken,
Heart filled with grief but not broken,
It is major journey and love token,
Body on carriage and slowly taken
Time may pass and wounds will be healed,
Not the absence easily concealed,
In private or to visitors always revealed,
Here was a person whose fate completely sealed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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