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
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A total deception
It may be total deception
If that is the idea since inception
We are fooling the self without looking around
The idea is rotten and doesn’t look sound
It is totally dark and thought in isolation
No amount of work may improve with quotation
It lacks reality and has no relation
Your action is always in question
Your credentials are in doubt
You can not make any debut
You are watched and talked about
This may certainly take you to fall out
You may be quoted as shining example
You know how far it is true and commendable
It is falsely shrouded with different colors
In fact you have proved yourself as beggar and not donor
You have established yourself as fake chieftains
It has nothing but only lies to contain
Still you manage the scene and remain
You think of self and that is how you maintain
Still there may something good about me in person
I come across with lots of persons
The motive is obvious and can be with many reasons
As I have mastered the art to change in every seasons
This analytical study only I know
I have all reasons to fit in and grow
If I don’t then I loose my reputation
My identity as good person is totally in question
The individual must have dual personality
In present age that is the only fine quality
No one simply follows you as disciples
If you don’t compromise the principles
There is no point in arguing for self
It is like secrets hidden in shelf
It may find the day if not concealed
It will be boomeranged only if revealed
So it may be good not to speak
Go on as usual even if you are weak
You got to present your self as very nice
Stick to word and fulfill the promise
It may have lasting effect
If you can put into action and act
People may realize it late and strongly react
Still it may always remain as fact
You may have many good qualities as well
It may reflect on your work and definitely tell
The efforts made by you in right direction
That is only thing spoken about your good action
It is common for the conscience among all
We are shadowed by inner conflict and different call
We may be compelled to act contrary to what is right
Life still goes on and we continue to survive and fight
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On right side
I have tested it all
Responded well with the call
Yet I remain on the back seat
People avoid to look at me and greet
I had been kind enough to people
To render all kind help in case of any trouble
Yet it all boomeranged on me like surprise attack
As if some of my interest was at stake
It is good quality of person if nobility is paid in same coin
Why at all good work must result in some kind of pain?
Is it so difficult to tell person a simple thank you?
Not in response to kind gesture but in recognition of truth
It is human nature to forget soon
Like we get relaxed after hot afternoon
Life may have faced many difficulties
But soon to forget when attained full capability
Elder may boost of having seen the age
They have lot more to tell and write on page
But what if you are given cold shudder?
Disregarded altogether and shown the ladder
You may know exactly what is to be done in course of time
You may be pushed aside in some of the cases sometimes
That may give you room to think and brace up for challenge
So it is mental state where you feel nothing and try to manage
It is good to be on right side
Acknowledge and if possible oblige
It is nice of a person if good things are remembered
Truth may always surface even if tempered
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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
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Cry from distance
Heard a cry from the distance,
Somebody might have departed at once,
Could clearly listen to sobbing voice,
Coming with variation as if no other choice,
It made me restless for simple reason
Nobody can remain immortal as person
Life is God’s gift and must be enjoyed
see to it that correct ways are employed
Hart is filled with definite sorrows
One becomes uncertain for tomorrow
Life is just phenomenon and borrowed
It has to be lived and simply followed
It gives us pain when our dear one departs
What it makes worthwhile or message to impart?
Nothing was yours which is taken away
Soon to forget it is the only way
It may leave many deep scars
Eyes may refuse to see and ears?
Very difficult to hear unpleasant news
Cry for loss and holding pathetic views
The very thought itself will make you very sad
Whole world may seem to you unkind and bad
The unusual stories are constantly fed
One is made to believe and to be led
Death is in fact universal truth,
it is fine so long life is smooth,
It is painful and living hell,
If body doesn’t keep in shape and do well,
Still have we not learnt a lesson?
One has to depart without any reason,
Whether spring, autumn or rainy season,
It is almighty who has power and decision,
I became happy when dews were gone,
Sun shine appeared and night was done,
Daily routine on card but with definite message,
One has to make way, try and make passage,
Life means motion with constant change,
No hatred, no love or only revenge,
Today’s enemy may turn friends tomorrow,
Why not then understand and rules to follow?
No one know how far we may be able to survive
Will we be able to carry on or peacefully live?
Who can be our good friends or partner?
This will bother hound us as beginner
Life may appear in form of bubble,
Men may think different but will not be able,
Work is done with only HIS grace,
Nothing will be left behind even with small trace,
We are here only for limited duration,
Can’t compare or with any other equation,
It is our existence that is in question,
Not HIS world which needs any mention
We got to carry on as single traveler
We may find many good or bad feelers
It has to be lived with present scene
Have to make it worthwhile and to be seen
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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
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What Love Mean To Me
When you are in love you have to put hundred percent into relationship
When you say I love you should mean it and not joke about it, it's not funny
What love mean to me
Are feelings you felt for the first time with that person
You should cherish that person good because
They going be gone out your life without you even realizing it
If you lost that chances
You got to learn to work to it out and figure out on your own
Do what the other person wants to
Try new things and take risk with one you love
You got to learn trust the other person
Being with someone you been waiting for is so magical and beautiful
Don't let that person slip away
You might not get that second chance
Try to do something nice or romantic for that person
What love mean to me
Is enjoying life and share happiness with your love one
We all will get in argument with each other
Then we start thinking about our exes or just go somewhere to think
At end it be fine or not depends on situation went on
You shouldn't let that get in the way of having each other
You should make compromise with your love one
You guys will work something out as along as you guys meet in middle it be good
One day you guys want to get marry and start a family or just have each other
Chemistry and sparks will last forever
If you go back to memory land and found out
Why you guys fall in love in first place and
Just want each other forever and always
If you learn from mistakes
Life won't be difficult
You need just learn to open your ears and eyes
You should never lie in relationship then it's not really one
Love should be on top of your properties
Don't let friends and work stop you from being with that person
No matter how hard things get
You guys can overcome it together
What love mean to me
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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In My Life
Written by ricky & kim wilde
Look for the strength you know you can feel
Search for the truth you know that is real
Then reach for the place you know they cant steal
And say, Im feeling good with my life
No point in letting life bring you down
Theres always something bad hangin round
Face up to trouble and stare it out
I know Im feeling good with my life
In my life - everything is feeling good
In my life - feeling like you know it should
In my life - cant you see its understood
Im feeling good with my life
No better place to start than with you
Get your head together then follow through
Its not what youre saying its what you do
I know Im feeling good with my life
Dont fantasize how your life could be
Make all your dreams a reality
Then there is nothing can bring you down
I know Im feeling good with my life
In my life - everything is feeling good
In my life - feeling like you know it should
In my life - cant you see its understood
Im feeling good with my life
Weve got to make it living together
Learning to share our lives
Weve got to speak from the heart
Find a new way to start
Thats something weve all got to realise
In my life
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Respect That Other Person
Respect that other person he doesn't disrespect you
He search for the path to success the hard road he's been through
You may feel his best not good enough but at least he's game to try
There's more to life far more to life than me, myself and I.
Don't begrudge that other person some respect to him show
He may not be a great success but at least he has a go
Before the child takes his first steps he has to learn to crawl
And on the uphill climb through life one can expect to fall.
Respect that other person he's a good sort of man
To make a success of his life he does the best he can
He works hard for his children and he's faithful to his wife
And he deserve some credit for making the most of life
Respect that other person for some respect he is due
For if you do not respect others, others will not respect you
He works hard for his family and he doesn't draw easy pay
And he is one who lives life in the good and honest way.
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It is great
I thank God for making me realize
I am greatly indebted and obliged
I have got whatever I wanted
Life was normal and passed without being hunted
I might have erred in life and violated
Certain sacred norms to remain just elated
It was narrow thinking and not at all useful
It was not at useful and purposeful
I might have been influenced by wrong associates
They might have added some fuel to demean and vitiate
I am equally responsible for some of the blame
It did damage some of reputation to good name
I could not turn them back for only one reason
I was very weak and not confident person
I depended heavily on their advices
This was forcing me to fall back on some of the promises
Some good people were a round me and cautioned
They tried to help sincerely but never questioned
I could not understand their selfless attachment
It was indeed a dark hour and bad moment
It is misjudgment on individual’s part
There may be some errors in the start
As the time passes on, some of the course is set right
The collusion path is avoided and corrected without any fight
In doing so I have sacrificed very good friends
They have left me in between without waiting for good end
I did value their friendship and simple thoughts
Their valuable contribution was always appreciated and sought
It is too late for me to realize and improve
I don’t know the implications and move
Sometimes I may come to the real conclusion
I may find some of the best of friends in list’s inclusion
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A mental satisfaction
One must make sure
what does he make of future?
that is definitely in his hand
it is is choice between foe and friend
Life puts you on constant run
you can cry alone or make fun
you can keep also mum
let it be decided by some
Darkness may make you know about light
peace has got no meaning without fight
the fruits are enjoyed only after realization
all things are shrouded under big question
it is mental satisfaction that makes you rich
it is not within everybody's reach
it may really make you rich or poor
otherwise many millionaires are next door
To expect something is root cause
it leads you no where because
nature is very kind to gift you
this is basic fact and very true
Let us be true guardian
in our sphere the true champion
the lust and search may never end
we may loose guide and real friend
Life is never meant to be an easy
you may remain thorough out the life busy
it is calm but very tricky
it will make you more and more sticky
As the luck would have it
you may remain physically fit
you will be able to light many lamps
your name will be shown on stamps
The prestige and fame does not appear in a day
you have to struggle it out in unique way
you may have deep impact and respect
the future may make you responsible to act
So many great people have made their names
They have never put people into shame
they have inscribed their name with golden ink
it was permanent place with strong link
We may not be a proven leader
but still a strong probability and contender
this is how life is to be viewed liberally
there may be profound respect and strong rally
It can never be intentional mission
the fault may not magnify with admission
the life may speak for itself
life is to be spoken and understood by itself
it is not important how much you lived?
it is also irrelevant to know what faith you believed?
it may yet matter what did you profess?
is there any hollow like thing when you confess?
It all speaks about good volume
no one can be made to believe or assume
The life will be assessed the moment you resume
people will appreciate and not air the grievance or fume
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Routine and Style
Both husband and wife quarreled for a while
It was their routine and style
If by chance for one day they observe silence
If will be considered as golden chance
Even though it never happened in past
Life was moving at steady space but very fast
Both realized it is not good for coming days
So they found solution in mutually agreed ways
Each one of them will go and knock the wall
Strike at fast space until they breathe heavy and fall
In such way they used to keep control over anger
Sit together to dine when faced with hunger
They could understand now what was the meaning of rage?
How an powerful animal can become helpless in the cage?
If anger is controlled in any of the suggested manner
It may deliver well sooner or later
They had fought several times and broken many items in home
The anger and fight both was now over and unwelcome
They had decided to go in for a new relation
Left behind everything that was in question
Person learns everything with passage of time
They may have some mistakes here and there sometimes
That stage may not remain same for ever
One will have to adjust and plan for future
If both the characters are of same temperament
There may develop unnecessary friction and development
If one gets good sense in immediate time
Life can be brought back on wheels at any time
Both now are leading now happy life and enjoy
They have no worry at home and plenty of time to spend with joy
If animals can compromise and come to the terms
We are human beings then why can’t we think turn?
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A wise to be
It is wise to be fooled and roam around
It looks foolish but seems very sound
It is quite amusing when rumors gather round
You may feel like to hit a person and go under ground
You can easily make people to believe in you
It is your ability to gather support and go though
They may not take you seriously and consider it as joke
You may air your grievance but it won’t go in air as smoke
It is said you must keep mum on certain occasion
You should not fire your salvo even faced with private invasion
It is ridiculous to offer every move of others and face
Unnecessary criticism sand enter into verbal race
It is better to observe from distance and offer no comments
Not to detract eyes while making large payments
It is common test for everybody to observe some ethics
Everything will go into flames if goes wrong with mathematics
Let people form their own opinion and guess
You should not leave anything behind as trace
It is unwise to counter and unnecessarily face
They may come round the corner and grace
It is good to be heard than to hear them all
But it is equally good to keep quite and hear a call
It may not only save you from possible embarrassment
But may grant you enough time for good comment
Let your arguments remain confided within self
It may definitely improve your image and help
Let people also think you are fool to cope with all
You need not clear about their doubt and fall
To offer nothing practically is considered as best tactics
It has been proved number of times by statistics
It has many advantages than any disadvantage
It gives you enough time to maneuver and manage
Why to look upon other people as smart and intelligent?
Are they gifted with extra sense and specially sent?
Do they have super ability to control the crisis and solve?
You need not open all your cards and silently resolve
It is human tendency to expose the weakness in general
People may not bother or think about the procession like funeral
They have their own sense of cutting jokes and try to impose
The will power and influence at any place they consider and suppose
So to score over each other is not moot point or only reason
It varies from place to place and from person to person
It is better to keep cool and regain the composure
Establish yourself and if need be doubly ensure
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Life is a painting! !
Coloured hues make up our life,
A role modelling brush shapes up our life,
Pure water mix our sorrows with joys,
A canvas's always there to put on your life,
A stand will always place you high in life,
A person is always beside to guide you in life,
And at last the whole world exists to look at your life....
You first paint your life on a piece of white,
you strive hard to shape your life,
but remember you always enjoy the strife you put in your life,
you first succeed when you sketch your life,
you then succeed when you paint it right,
you last succeed when you frame it bright....
Remenber a small jurk may spoil your thing,
bit of misguidance or excess of showing,
may not seem big when you ae doing,
but finally while looking,
that makes all the spoiling....
Just it is, your mistakes are not big,
when you do it,
but when life gets tougher,
mistakes look as blunders.
so strive as hard as you painted as much in life to succeed...
Good Luck! ! Go paint your life..
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Second Chance
Sometimes we do something without thinking and it turns out bad
One mistake can rude your life
Unless you get
Second chance
To see the person you love in same class with you again
You feel it’s your time to make it right
It never too late to do it
You get that feeling you felt before and it all coming back
You can’t talk to that person again and stop looking at that person
You feel all butterfly coming back too
You feel nervous and feel that person is right for you
Second chance
To show that you still care for that person and want to be with that person
If she or he still have feelings for you, you hope and pray it work out
You finally got that person you want and if that
Second chance
Doesn’t work out then it never meant to be after all
You have to move on
Second Chance
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Monologue Of A Commercial Fisherman
“If you work a body of water and a body of woman
you can take fish out of one and children out of the other
for the two kinds of survival. The fishing is good,
both kinds are adequate in pleasures and yield,
but the hard work and the miseries are killing;
it is a good life if life is good. If not, not.
You are out in the world and in in the world,
having it both ways: it is sportive and prevenient living
combined, although you have to think about the weathers
and the hard work and the miseries are what I said.
It runs on like water, quickly, under the boat,
then slowly like the sand dunes under the house.
You survive by yourself by the one fish for a while
and then by the other afterward when you run out.
You run out a hooky life baited with good times,
and whether the catch is caught or not is a question
for those who go fishing for men or among them for things.”
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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
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Life Is Beautiful
Life itself is beautiful
Sorrowful and successful too
Prove yourself true
It may pave the way to go through
You have to take life journey alone
Some of the troubles may come as cyclone
Hit the peaceful life and create the disorder
What shall we do then to bring it in order?
Just witness its original color?
Feel and think whether it is the same you asked for?
If not to your expectation level
Then some struggle has to be made to work out well
Nothing comes out as easy as it is understood
Some of the plans may not work out as good
Life may threaten at every turn
No distinct possibility may be seen for its peaceful return
It is rightfully said about how the journey is to be taken?
Let there be initial losses but not to be felt shaken
If there are no ups and down in the life stages
We shall never know how it is to be managed
As river gets mad when its water remain in spate
Same is the case with human being when comes to state
No outlet is found for smooth flow of its stream
Man finds it easy to find solution in the dream
Of course it is supposed to be ambition of life time
To few people it may prove lucky sometimes
But most of the people are striking aimless
Life turns out to be sore and changes are seen on the ace
So it is insisted right from the beginning
The life must be exposed to reality for innings
You are master of your own destiny
Each stoke is blessed by the almighty
Nobody knows what may be the outcome
But leave it for future course to welcome
If the beginning is good and with sincerity
You may shine as successful person with best quality
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Efforts Still
One, two and three
You will never be free
Go on counting and accumulate
Nothing more will remain to relate
Life may end fast
No time for you to choose and last
Rests of all will lye here for some one
No one shall care for your dead body even
It may be taken fast out
So many things will be left to talk about
Personal memory may remain in people's mind
Soon to test its worth from praise to find
No one may say bad words about departed person
But many may remember his noble work with reasons
His ashes may carry no value for world
But to some yes it may be warm feelings and not cold
Look at worthiness of human life
Even though it is sharp like knife
Not all may earn good will
Yet you got to make efforts still
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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About self
It has been horrifying tale to narrate about self
It is full of bad ad good qualities lying deep heart shelf
It may never come out to the knowledge of even close friends
Some of the things may be known when life nears to an end
It is individual who only shapes the destiny
In doing so he gets help and extension from many
Yet it remains his own struggle and brave front
Which can realize and end in reality if he wants?
“I” has no relevance if performed in isolation
If may find some place if found strong relation
It may find honorable place with some nice indication
Lots of praise and flowers for good works in felicitations
“I also mean confirmation of powerful ego
In no way it can find place and has to go
No one may tolerate any proudly person
With whatever intention or meaningful reasons
With so many ups and down
You can have something of your own
Whether it comes with your wisdom
Or can reach you seldom
Life is constant flow
You may receive applauses or blows
Yet it has to move and go forward
There is no chance to look backward
“I 'mean nothing in sense
It may make you happy or go tense
You are single entity to emerge as one
Have to think self and curse no one
So to know self is really a Herculean task
No one may come to know if you are wearing mask
It is better to shed self image for noble cause
It you can’t do it then maintain distance with pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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