A long inning
As mother had played long inning
She breathed her last in the evening
She knew in advance about the end
It was known to us from her feelings and trend
She would not mind about anything
She won’t ask for or call for something
It was her desire to see us well off
She never wanted us to offer any bluff
She was looking at ceiling
Even though for months she was ailing
She had all kind of satisfaction
Bright eyes reflected the same indication
She was lying on the cot
Life spent on various odds to be fought
It was her life time ambition
To be with us without any condition
She did not expect a single favor
She provided us full cover
We will go near to her and touch the feet
She would affectionately look at and greet
She was active till the last day
It was her life and with full sway
She acted dominant and had complete way
We too were afraid to go away
Such glorious inning was about to end
We informed all relatives and friends
It was her desire that all should remain her bedside
She had nothing to hide or confide
She breathed heavily and lost the control
Her body remained there without soul
It was left for heavenly abode
We watched silently with heavy load
She bore same innocence but with authority
It was her secret weapon and quality
She will not mind for our being defiant
She offered full explanation and very variant
She was not in pain at all
The life had ended with her call
She lived life at full length
That was only her strength
We were her treasure
She had everything for sure
All members were brought up clean atmosphere
She had all the satisfaction to be on earth here
Father turned pale at last moment
He could not cry or offer comment
No word was offered from his for his mouth
We could clearly feel autumn wind from north to south
She stood for all those glorious years
She was all for smile and without tears
This kept us in good mood with confidence
We were let off peacefully with all incidences
Even though mother has left us for a while
She had covered long distance of miles
It was divine smile for all of our family members
The shade under banyan tree was for us to remember
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In any age
In any age, cart load you can carry
If heart is strong enough to remain merry
There is no string attached with condition
It needs no power too for ignition
Lots of old people carry on with smile
Their life is still full of vigor and style
No one can say that charm is over
Couple walks hands in hand with full cover
Sun may be moving fast to set
Yet life is not all that about to be late
It may take its due course to act
But life is certainly a reality and fact
Blow on and move with all your strength
It can be made beautiful with good wave length
It is lovely to hear nature's call in morning
With mild sun rays shine in the late evening
Sea has all power but remains calm
Raises alarm with waves but cause no harm!
What is with us to loose in turn?
It is only happiness to retain in return
There is no more physical death when you feel young
Everybody dies here and remains unsung
Yet things can be felt better in last days
As new and novel method has found its way
Why any illness must come and take over?
When heart is at its full boom with cover?
Happy to feel at one end and make others same as well
Life has all its glory to feel and tell
you may have it all with strong mind
Worries are not taken care of and left behind
We are human being and can not remain complacent or blind
Life is to be lived full length with its own kind
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Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?
On Her Face
I could see some anxieties on her face
They were clearly visible with wrinkles
She tried not to hide but definitely revealed
Those days were painful for her and in fact real
I am from the third generation
Very strong relation indeed with solid foundation
She was happy to see all members including grand children
Nice stage to feel but worries were apparently seen
I visited her whenever came on short vacation
She expressed her attachment with kind relation
She will probe in to my eyes with satisfaction
As her life was full of struggle and indignation
She had some kind of reservation and resentment
The behavior of family members was an embarrassment
She was sore at the treatment meted out
After all she had done enough and was not to be talked about
Somehow was drawn towards her and liked
In little of idle time her memory may invade and strike
She was full of love and evenly gave it to all
But I was favorite and responded to all her calls
Other family members too were obedient and courteous
But she was feeling irritation and became often outrageous
She wanted often full attention and enough of care
They were ready in fact but scared of her temperament and did not dare
I am of the opinion that all grandmas are attached more
Children also love and show courtesy therefore
She might be getting full joy when find among children
In a stage where such period is called sultry and barren
Even thought I too have attained full parenthood
Her feelings and resentment is clearly understood
I will sit by her bed side and comfort with sentiments
She too may respond with grateful eyes and comment
I know how difficult it is to observe and feel loneliness
When you are passing secluded life with troubled phase
I felt warmth of her gesture and deeply breathed
She was everything to me as from the beginning I had watched
Not all people may be lucky enough to have grandma at home
She is always there for us to console and welcome
How greatly children feel when chased hotly by parents?
Take refuge behind her back and silently wait
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A Lola or grandma
She remained motionless and was laid on the ground
Her mortal remains could only be visibly found
She had completed her successful journey around
It was destined time to depart with no alarm or sound
We stood motionless and watched her lifeless body
She was before placed before us for the knowledge of everybody
Soon she will be taken to final place and laid to rest
This was real time for all of us to remain calm and stand the test
Oh, grandma you are no more
Who I will remember and adore?
I never witnessed such scene this before?
I couldn’t think about any idea to explore
She was source of strength to all of us
She had all the courage and trust
She was like complete shed as that of tree
We us to live and feel completely free
She will call me personally and confide
Would you not tell me truth and not hide?
Why you want to lead your life as lone woman?
Don’t you prefer honest and trustworthy as your man?
“No” I used to argue loudly and then cry?
Aged persons seemingly asking same questions, why?
I used to be in rage but same time feeling very shy
Grandma was really a kind woman and making worth try
I may miss her very badly as she is no more with family
I cried a lot with emotions and looked so silly
It was the moment for all of us to shed tears
She was now not among us and those were the worst fears
She lived her life with full honor
Brought us up in family even though we were minor
She worked very hard for our well being
We felt as if we were crippled without wing
“Lola” or grandma has left for heavenly abode
I still feel she is among us and never bade
She is remaining before my eyes all the day
I don’t feel loneliness and find the correct way
She used to call me and whisper in ears
“What will you really do in coming year? ”
You got to find a lovely companion
He should be real all-rounder and champion
“I will keep him at bay and never allow”
He will have to obey and strictly follow
If he doesn’t then he will have to forgo
I will not accept and let him go”
Such were nicest words that still sound my mind
No ideal family may have luck to have such lola to find
I may miss but may find her everywhere in the home
I still may hear her foot steps when stroll or roam
Lola…… grand mother
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Never Tire
I offer prayers each day
When I awake and get ready to play
New game each day of the life with joy
Look at sky with smiling face and enjoy
It has been formed as inseparable part
Prayers are to be offered when the day starts
Who knows when will we be offered grace again?
Life is on going struggle and must sustain the pain
When sun appears over the horizon
The blue water gets nice reflection
Provide us with the golden chance
As if it is to be availed it at once
Sun rays create ripple in the calm water
As if the course is gong to alter
There may be turmoil in coming moments
It has to be watched with heavy movements
The light spreads with clear message
Come to the full strength when I am ablaze
Take as much as you can and utilize
I have been assigned for you to oblige
I shall never tire
For which you must admire
Life is full of satire
Will aggravate more if put on fire
Life is never offered again
So think like sun and remain
In full fray when time is opportune
Every thing is subject to decay and not immune
The sun may rise and set
So be in command and never get late
Any time clouds may cover the sun
You will have less time at disposal to run
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A gentle sob
II could not sob gently
It was heavy blow on me recently
The tears were rolling silently
I was loosing peace mentally
Each one in family was so dear
I was pleased with their voice to hear
It will ring bell in the ears
For a moment I would be taken away from the fears
As we are not accustomed to hear the news of death
It may send shiver in spine for laying the wreath
It may cause lot of pain when some one is lying dead just before you
The death is reality and you forget the essence is very true
The dying moments may upset you for simple reason
You were borne and brought up by that dear person
He or she remained close to your heart and chest
The time had come now to offer him permanent rest
What you will miss and remember?
You may be loosing head or senior member
He offered you shelter and brought you up
It may definitely be big storm in tea cup
You were adored and praised very high
How could one see silently the last sigh?
You have all along stood for and certainly sought
Took all possible care for welfare and fought
You might be provided a space in heaven
I continuously think and possibly driven
A thought in mind for your heavenly abode
A rightful place or throne provided by God
You will be buried deep under soil
My emotions may run high and boil
No one can stop that final journey
All members may watch it helplessly in the family
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Breathed slowly
“Dad, be comfortable and breathe slowly
Remember Him and thee words you think holy
Pray for all happiness worry for none
This is only way and certain for every one
My dad was breathing his last
His palpitation was very fast
He had all satisfaction on his face
There was not a single worry line to trace
He has lived his full inning
Now he is approaching beautiful evening
Soon night may take over in his dark lap
Nothing to be seen in life as gap
This is what may be called as death
The stoppage of all movements with breathe
No use of lying body to be kept at home
New home waited for permanent welcome
He was fully contended with whatever he did
He never tried to cheat any one or hid
He did it for welfare of the other people
As he was honest and very capable
Many people approach our home in late hours
He may be most of the time on tours
He will listen to the people and render the service
As he was social work many may now rush to us over his demise
He has full smile on his face
He wanted to confined in me in any case
Everybody would depart in same way as dad
There was no point in becoming sad
Many a times he used to say
Never try to find new way
See the reasonability behind
Be reasonable every time and kind
I was too small to advice
He was all along very wise
His word had weight and respected
It was weighed and often corrected
I had observed him from close distance
I was now his future and he liked my presence
I was his trusted friend and lieutenant
He knew me well from time I was infant
I knew now he will be no more
He will be thing of past like vapor
He may be air borne to unite in heaven
Little thing of today and permanently gone
I watched him sinking deep
I wanted to feel badly and weep
I controlled it for the fear of being noticed
As I had loved dad and secretly promised
I inhaled with big thrust
It was all the more important and must
I had full regard, faith and trust
He did everything possible to entrust
I watched him go to distance land
He may find new berth and friends
The completely strange world and totally unknown
A permanent refuge for ordinary and well-known
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Far beyond horizon
Far beyond horizon and above sky
Does there exist another world, if so then why? ?
Is it our weakness to fall for such silly arguments?
And justify for what we are suffering at the moment
I have seen no change in sky stars and even moon
The Sun always with bright shines in mid after noon
Decline gradually and approach the dead end
To give away the room for evening friend
Even though cool pleasure in evening for little time
It has tremendous impact for the entire gone time
Little to forget and nothing to remember
Happy union with rest of the family members
So long days are full of happiness and spent with joy
Life seems to be a place where to stay longer and enjoy
Nothing should enter for even a second to bother or annoy
It is with all astonishment to move with time as good boy
It plays havoc only when time does not move with your plan
The family members meddle in affairs to put blanket ban
Not to have cordial relations or always on with hostile mood
The meal also turns bitter with no test at all in food
This all turns into burning issues when you are in autumn
There is no to support you or desist them and condemn
They will harshly mistreat along with scant respect
The life has turned against you with this little fact
Still the night has not set in with its darkness
It will be dreaded and most feared faces
They will attack in dead late hours
You will wonder how to spend all these remaining years
I have wondered aimlessly in this cruel world
Acquired much for others but now developing cold
The earth seems to be slipping away under feet
There is no warm feeling even if I earnestly greet
They consider me now useless and not desire
All those years they remained with me and mostly admired
Suddenly there is visible change and I feel its heat
The ships are leaving one by one from the fleet
The oceans is no longer wanted in use
I feel it entirely and painfully refuse
I know it has vast treasure and fortune
It can not be exploited as all are out of tune
For me the same world is not exactly the same
The expected misfortune has struck shore and finally came
It has taught me lesson not to bank on misconception
Everything has got its time and must be awaited for interruption
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Simple from distance
Simple from distance
We are happy and married couple
Held hand with trust to face all the troubles
Never to leave bond under any circumstances
As life had made us one by God and not by chance
Life seemed simple from distance
We hoped to sail through at once
Vowed not to mind and look at lapses
There may be many errors with full of misses
I looked at iron ups and down image of grill and understood the message
Life was meant to be a struggle with no smooth passage
Husband and wife was to face formidable challenges
Despite known ups and own in coming age
I held his hand tight and measured length
It was to be long and long horizon of earth
Quite illusive with deceptive appearance
We got to face and live with its presence
We smiled at each other and got on with good started
Life is definitely a big task with beautiful art
Even though heard about it from friends and relatives
We were firm in our stand and very selective
I reassured him from my side and promised
Life was knows to us and never surprised
Some of the things were bound to happen
Whether accepted with smile or pain even
I look forward towards sky and its family
How do they spend their time happily?
If they have romantic life with magic pull
Why can't we make life lovely and beautiful?
We are new to such magnificent start
Now I have become somebody's inseparable part
It must be my Endeavour to be faithful
As is the guiding stone to make it successful
I smile with full satisfaction
As it has added new dimension to the relation
We are only emissary of almighty to prove
That life is given to us to remain steady and move
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At Late Night
'Where are you going at late night? '
A friend asked to his son in dead light
'Just o see his condition and be right back'
'But don't forget to take helmet when on bike'
'Alright papa, worry not as the place is near by'
'I shall remember your advice and certainly try'
Those were the last words heard when he sped away
I too left the friend as preferred not to stay
Bad luck would have a day and he did not return
He had struck road divider and dashed to ground in turn
He lost life instantly and could not be informed
All of suddenly the gloom had cast and family was stormed
Had he listened to the advice of father and put helmet?
Probably he could have not mate the ill fate
But alas! We are guided by Almighty's wish
Life can be ended any time and finished
In our day to day life some times we remain unconcerned
Take no safety precaution and force family members to bother
They remain worried till you come back safely
The same is repeated several times and adhered to lately
Even though it is not in our hand but can certainly avoid
Death may take over anytime when it has severely laid
We watch helplessly at the tragic demise of member
At that time we lament not to have obeyed the advice and remember
Let us not be that much dependant on hear say stories
But certainly it leads to some unexpected losses and worries
If we remain cautious then at least we may have some satisfaction
Else we may repent whole life not to have taken into account any indication
Always think about life and death as inseparable part
Any living thing that is on earth has to depart
No one here is immortal and has few days, months to his credit
If you are lucky to find another day then love it and greet
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With Whole Universe
I will never be satisfied even with whole universe
I shall still beg from Him with sadness and tears
I would want never ending desire
Even if later on it goes on fire
Why is it so that I am always feeling incomplete?
Bestowed with full honor and respect when people come and greet
No, I don’t want any divine powers
I wish rain God should please and shower
I am fearful of almighty
I know he may feel on me only pity
He has given me eyes to enjoy beauty
And live as human being with devotion and duty
What will I get even if worry more?
Who knows there are terrible things in store?
How does it matter even if I wish sky to fall?
There won’t develop any hole in the wall
The cycle may go on endlessly
The time may pass and you will watch helplessly
It is satisfaction that has to be developed within
You may enjoy in loss a victory and win
You know very well that sky is the limit
Ambition is good thing but we must see to it
Whether it is attainable or within reach
Or else has to be merited on each
You may close eyes when time nears
It will be full of agony with tears
Not for the reason that you could do something
But wasted whole life for nothing
We see the huge palaces in dilapidated condition
It might have remained glorious with their ambitions
What was not in their hand is clearly seen today!
We can have little insight what would have been the right way
There is nothing wrong to aim high
The sky is the limit to fly
What we need today is clear vision?
Fine judgment with undisputed decision
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Full Laugh
Moon had full laugh when gained in size
Lot more to offer for lovers to seize
The silvery moments and unforgettable pride
What else to retain and what else to hide!
I was sinking deep with her words
She was all there for looking forward
Eyes closed and inviting for close association
It was never before such an invitation
Even I had fear behind closed doors
Such moment was always sought for
We had fear and little hesitation
It was meeting of mind with secret revelation
We waited for moon to come up still in full
The surrounding was surcharged and not looked dull
It was altogether different distant noise
As if calling for nod with full promises
We lived in heavenly atmosphere
From here we had only place to go somewhere
A nest with interwoven refuge
I fell in beautiful trap and could not refuse
Life is so beautiful to live in
With honest longing and pledge to no win
Sink or swim together for lovely voyage
Till the end of life with sunset age
Sky was turning blue
As it was time and very much due
Moon was to disappear with full smile
I too eagerly waited and surrendered meanwhile
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Clean slate
Life is like clean slate
Completes run with soul mate
You have to inscribe and state
Good and bad experience to relate
If you add sugar, it becomes sweet
Relation grow if you smile and greet
Happy welcome whenever you meet
Bowing head to elders when you touch the feet
With hello and smile
Anger melts for while
Embrace with open hands
Positive signal it sends
Nothings remain forever and permanent
Life needs happiness and contentment
Should be and enjoyed and lived at full length
Joy from within will give full strength
Neither it is important how much you lived
Nor may be counted how much you dived
Did you find a diamond or pearls from deep sea?
Did you live honourably ……………….
Many may be borne and perish
Life may just start and finish
Chances for success always diminish
If you don’t have promises or good wish
Live life king size and perform things well
Never make life a living hell,
Don’t leave behind bad story to tell
come out with clear with aim to spell
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Am in tears
Mom I am in tears where are you?
I miss you so much and it is true
You were like star and looked so lovely
I feel so lonely and nothing seems homely
How can I lead life better and happily?
You were complete soul for the family
Nothing could mover without your permission
You used to forgive us for all of our omissions
You closed your eyes for ever for another world
Everything changed around and turned into cold
As the relation was frozen and became customary
How to remember and make its summary?
I vividly remember it as child
You were strict but very mild
Your heart bled for my well being
I used to gaze when beautifully you were trying to sing
Was it divine or charismatic in your presence?
I had it all from you but missed in sense
May be all the children bestowed with same gift?
I did not find in her any change or shift
You brought me up in beautiful atmosphere
I grew with the age without any fear
You had all the pain and agony to bear
You were there but eyes full of tears
Was it your affection and perfect attachment?
You were enjoying the glorious moments
You spread the fragrance like rose scent
You were for me exclusively and heavenly sent
I shan’t have the same moments I entire life
I see the same feeling in my wife
She has all the qualities of good mother
How women can be different from each other
Your eyes used to twinkle like stars in the sky
I still don’t find the answer for it and why?
For any single mischief I used to feel shy
You always loved me and did not make me cry
Mom, I really miss and where you are?
Why did you leave us and gone so far?
I ask all but find no answer even from stars
Only one star laugh mildly at me and that is Mars
I am growing old but still miss you a lot
You protected me from cold and hot
You were there for me in all the way
You were the bright sun for me in a day
I find it dark without your light
You had broad vision and sight
You used to scold us but did not ignore
You awoke whole night when I peacefully snored
I weep on very day of this fateful year
You left us leaving behind in tears
Why all mothers perform such sacrifice?
We feel so sad at the time of her demise
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With green ground
I sat in corner almost feeling lonely
Even though the evening was pleasant and lovely
The Sun was about to set and sky was turning red
The Sun was loosing shine and I was feeling sad
Life had seen almost all colors
Right from childhood dreamer
To all events that led to marriage
And from that after to present age
I t was simple journey to be taken along
Wife was with me for right or wrong
How could it be possible without her participation?
I was weighing her contribution with invaluable relation
The birth of first child was like angel's arrival
We almost forgot everything including the struggle
We were in tight rope to meet both the ends
Yet his inclusion in family changed our trend
The birth of second child almost finished our crusade
Now it was time to adopt strict family control and forbade
Any more attempt to include new members in the family
We were now a complete family and lead it happily
What a lovely show to become horse and crawl?
The grand children are refusing to make me any withdrawn
They are on my back and beating with sticks
With their smooth skin legs and hitting kicks
I must be feeling nice in the last leg of journey
To leave behind everything and offer prayers to almighty
Have I to leave behind everything?
This has made me to feel bad in the evening
I see beautiful garden with its full blossom
How these children make noise and roam in the room?
I see it with my happy eyes and wonder heaven
What else one should expect when some people are not offered it even
The sun may set and night may creep in
What else can be before eyes and seen?
I pray Him for taking me along full round
The earth is same yet it is covered with green ground
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My Mother
Mom never differentiated between children
She was going out of her way even
But since I was eldest out of all
She will surely take me with love and affectionately call
Very funny and smiling as I was in childhood
People loved me at my visiting places in neighborhood
Mother will scold me and warn not to go so often
But I may disregard her advice and simply move on
She did everything to bring me up with all kindness
She never bore fatigue or any kind of uneasiness
Her face may remain bright all the time with smile on face
I used to watch here number of hours and suddenly chase
She was always worried about my growing age
What I will be doing in life when suddenly left out of cage
I may not fare well and will harm the future
She was little worried but didn't know for sure
People used to call me naughty and troublesome
Even though I wore innocent smile and looked handsome
They may let me go without any complaint to mother
But mother knew it all and that continued her to bother
I had tears in eyes when I saw her completely aged
Even though she is same as was before but nearly managed
After so many years of away from her I missed every moment
I didn't let her down later on and acted wise for all the movements
She may smile secretly and put a pat on the back
'You were only my concern and source of worry'
She may pull me near and shower all her feelings
I was luckiest person among all to have her as blessings
When I was back from my recent assignment
I did find her in complete ill health with difficult movements
I could hardly stop self and went over to her forehead
Pasted a gesture of fulfillment and tried to read
She was all for praise and smiled
I was not taken up seriously for a while
Today she is less concerned for me than all
I take her with me for evening walk and stroll
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Well in advance
The destiny is decided well in advance
No one can alter or change it t once
It has to sooner or later surely to come
We have no option but to welcome
Since that has been and is understood by all
Why unnecessarily end the life without its call?
Why in despair we count each moment to come near?
Why has such things gripped our mind with fear?
Human life is not assured in another birth
Not even any body has knowledge of death
We have to breathe till the last as destined
It is clearly understood and well defined
No one may want to deliberate
No one has any insight to narrate
It is purely coincidence that we are human
It is by chance that we are called man or woman
The role is to be played by as willing soul
It may remain as full of error or foul
Yet one must try to act as honest as possible
You need not fear much and allow feet to crumble
You must carry whole burden
It has not come all of sudden
It is meant to be borne by an individual
As it is just routine and must remain casual
We are mere symbol bones and muscles
Yet life is full of wrangles and all tussles
It is just a Skelton and each part countable
Make it to stay in race as far as possible
It will have full identity till the death
People may pay homage with lying of wreath
The show is over and your are thing of past
The moment you have missed the bus and breathed last
It is compared to simple bubble
It can be at any time in trouble
Everything is synchronized with uncertain timing
You are there as long as you are in full tuning
You may carry only well wishes
So many human bodies daily perish
The life span is not at all taken into consideration
The aim is achieved with self motivation
It is hard to live with all sort of inconvenience
Others can be made comfortable with our little lenience
If we have problems then it should not be passed on to others
They have their own life to look after and bother
So let us take it as challenge
It is universal fact that it may end with age
Still we can make fine imprint on page
Love should rule and not the hate with rage
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Born On Earth
How many have you given birth,
Mother earth, Mother earth?
Bore them here to drink your rain,
bore them here to feel your pain?
You cannot count them though you try,
not until you feel them die.
One by one they came to you
and one by one they left your view.
They plowed your fields and reaped your seed
and ate of you to fill their need.
Some were kind and pure of heart,
some foolhardy from the start.
How many came and breathed your air
and offered thanks and gave you prayer?
Did you keep a record of each brave soul
or just use yourself to cover the hole
that waits and observes their destiny
and accepts their bodies with sympathy?
How many more will you give birth
to stake their claim upon your earth?
Too many, too many I'm afraid
and for most a terrible price will be paid.
How many have you given birth
Mother earth, Mother earth?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Oh, Son
Oh, son where were you all these years!
I wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours
In this lovely world I missed you for long time
You were not even asking me in prayer times
What has happened to you?
You were obedient, honest and true
What made you to be of forgetful nature?
You schooling, education and everything was made very much sure
You used to come and weep by my bed side
I could feel the tears dropp and the words you wanted to confide
I was helpless my dear son when you were just a kid
I was moved by your presence and it spun my head
I left this beautiful land on fateful day
I knew you were dragged and taken away
Your crying words still echo ears
I could understand your pain and fears
Years after years have turned into decades
My memory is now completely faded
You were not to find single second for mother
What was reason for all these years to bother?
I heard little fainted voice from distance
I loved some words closely for instance
You were asking for few minutes to talk
How can I afford to neglect you and walk away?
For all these years you might have been busy with your family?
May be facing tough life for scaling ladder not available readily
Yet it speaks of ignorance and ungratefulness on your part?
The life might have brought you glory but what a bad end with good start
Now you have found the little time
That too after retirement when no one hears you sometimes
It speaks of little childish attitude
But all my feelings for you do not dilute
For all these years you did not care
To see agony on my face and bothered
Mothers are still mothers and shall remain unique
Forget everything even if lately offered kick
I have no words to offer
As not many people may differ
Speak in different tone and not side
But I am always with you whenever you face danger and collide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't get caught
Don’t get caught for being old
As you won’t catch any more gold
You are simply written off and sold
But you are kept in dark and not to be told
Everybody behaved in decent way
So long I was glorious with the day
So nicely placed with dignity in job
Till the arrival of final day to rob
It landed me in trouble
I just realized that life is like bubble
The relation is purely selfish and centered
The greetings and respect is only then offered
I had no time to look at my appearance
I was so much occupied with all at once
I did all I could do for their welfare
I found home as safe place and to go no where
I used to take pride in having decent family
Life was spent nicely and happily
I had no reason to take on any thought and worry
I had no slightest idea that I had to feel later on sorry
The wrinkles has surfaced on my face
It is indication that I am out of race
Some years later there won’t be left any trace
I still have to survive till that time in any case
I could not recognize myself in mirror
It represented fear and terror
It was not me at all and looked different
The age had taken me over and looked apparent
I complained many times of bad digestion
They convinced me it can be good congestion
I forgot to remember that I had almost lost the teeth
I had no one as guard in mouth to accompany with
I had no strength to ask relatives
They may laugh at me and add more adjectives
I was disillusioned with sudden age
As if the lion was caught and put in cage
I could not dare to scold any one
I feared it may be heeded by none
Still I have sense of responsibility with humor
But I won’t do it at the cost of self honor
It is nature’s cycle and may be repeated
No one should feel bad about or being cheated
Some of the events may stand totally unrelated
But they are evenly exposed and narrated
It is not that you have lost all the shines
Members may still respect you and prefer to dine
They will share their routine in the evening with you
It may enlighten you for all those years passed through
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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