A love has no shape
Love has no shape, color, creed or caste
It has wide range and can never die out or last
To think of it is madness and sheer waste
Can any one explain whether it has sour or sweet taste?
The God has put one sensational device
It bits on ceaselessly with mute voice
It can cry, laugh and express anger
With all helplessness when faced with hunger
The wound can be healed with medicine
The happiness and sadness can also be seen
The heart may bleed but there won’t be trace
Only some lines ma reflect on sullen face
If love is to be believed then can be found in ant region
If it that is to be worshipped then it needs no religion
All religions teach and profess same contents
Never have they come out with any adverse statements
I tried to search some drawbacks or lacuna
It was present everywhere and in all arenas
Al spoke of one language with same spirit
The love and peace should lead the way even in dm light
So long there is love there is chance
It is to be tried by all and not at once
It has unique way of handling the crisis
The magic spell of it always forms the basis
Can love be altered to hate or poison?
Can there be any criteria or specific reason?
As love has no color or fragrance to smell
How poison can be expressed or written well?
Some scientists tried to test the poison
There was no need to explain its position
What did it cost to human life as result?
It has quality which is real and in built
Let love be not confined to any creed
Let it not be give any type of wrong feed
It must mushroom in natural way
No one may have any objection to express or say
It has push pull action
There is no swing or any reverse reaction
It will pulsate regularly to fine the refuge
Both the companions may have no reasons to refuse
If you can not facilitate then do not obstruct at least
It may give different color and twist
It will be pushed to corner and never meet again
The position may not come true to regain
It is hard fact of life that we must realize
If necessary then consent and oblige
Do not create any type of the blockade
Let it excel without being lost or fade
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What is the color of love?
What is the color of love?
I'll paint it with RED.
Do you ask me why? Because.....
Red roses are the symbol of love,
Red sunrises are the symbol of life.
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with ORANGE.
I'll give it to you by the segments.
It looks so naive but....
You have to believe.
What is the color of love?
And now I'll paint it with YELLOW.
It's the sunshine of the bright day.
It's the color of flowers in spring.
What is the color of love?
I'll better paint it with GREEN.
'Green grass of home...',
Green leaves, green piece...
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with BLUE.
It's the color of the sky,
It's the color of freedom,
It's the color of seas and oceans
It's the color of the devotions.
What is the color of love?
It is sometimes dark blue
When the ocean is angry
When someone's love is not true.
What is the color of love?
May be it is VIOLETTE?
Don't try to guess
As I'd like here to confess:
It's a RAINBOW!
Larisa R(Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Market commodity
It is not market commodity
Whenever go and have in fine quality
Neither it can be locked from outside
Not can be opened from inside
Who can claim he or she is immune?
It is God gift and can fine very good tune
No one can create such impression
It is right and earnest admission
If you feel free for others
Then million of cheers
Let them panic and fear
You venture out and smile bear
That is your power and biggest asset
You make them realize your views and let
You are outspoken and smart does not mean
You are easy pry and definite win
I would only say once
I will only look at once’
If she is for me in real
She will never say no and conceal
Any female will only go for in and get ready
If she realizes that she is honest lady
She wants some one in life sir future
And here is man for her and she is sure
Lady I love should be extra ordinarily smart
She must love me from the outset and heart
Let her be a powerful and influential in her domain
She must acknowledge me as hers and remain
If love is real it can not fade away
Neither it can loose shine on the way
Nor it can loose charm and fade away
This is how the life has and must have the way
It is two sides of the coin
No one can assume the role of secondary or main
If I am told to express it plainly
I shall go full throttle and never try vainly
Yes friendship is like planting in season
It may grow and mushroom with definite cause and reason
I shall see no color, position or beauty
If she falls for me and considering it as holy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Race:
Tell me who chose his race
Who has designed his face,
Before he was born?
Is it you?
Show me your race request!
Explain to me your color pallet
Why are you putting race first?
Did your ancestry choose
Their skin color?
Did color even matter?
Who gives you the right,
To discriminate against others?
Telling me we are "not equal"
Putting yourself against the bible
Get out of this circle
Get out of this bubble
This action is reversible.
So much taste of pain
Too much mark of chain
Not to remember, not to maintain
The spirit and the complain
To the next generation, you explain!
As it takes love
To love someone else
It takes more than love
To love who hated you
You have to embrace
A total different race
If you are a racist
You need God's grace
If you are a sexist
You are out of trace.
Little Richard created Rock n Roll
Who is control it?
British created Soccer
Who is best at it?
People lynched people
Over race
People burned people
Over sect
People killed people
Over religion
If you discriminate
You have lost the race
Under the skin we are one
Black, White, Spanish
Asian, Indian just name
Human being is universal
Living in peace is principal
With every race is just moral.
poem by Dieury Dumas
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Poison Heart
No one ever thought this one would survive
Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
Lock you in a dream, never let you go
Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
Making friends with a homeless torn up man
He just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up.
There's danger on every corner but I'm okay
Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart ... yeah!
You know that life really takes its toll
And a poet's gut reaction is to search his very soul
So much damn confusion before my eyes,
But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Color of Change
Red is the color of passion
the color of love
the color of hate
the color of anger
and the color of regret
purple is the color of richness
of happiness
Black is the color of emptiness
Of shame
and of sadness
where is the color of change
Is it between the red and black?
or between the purple and black?
somewhere between the happiness and emptiness
somewhere between the love and the sadness
i believe change is orange
straying away from the dark colors leading towards the red and purple
poem by Athena Macknight
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We Are Unique
We are unique
We are human being
No caste color creed
Nothing can divide us
We are human being
This world is ours
And we are unique
Our only aim is to
Spread love love
Only love can make us
Alive and alive
We are unique unique.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Love is................
Does the love represent natural phenomenon with universal language
Has it to do anything with cast, creed, color, race religion or age?
How are we going to define it in real context with exact meaning?
Why everybody is expected to do something more with kind leaning?
Love is something which has remained unclear to many so far?
It emerges from no where and takes us to new
No one can be sure of when and how it started with precision?
Individual is lost in race without making proper decision
It is assumed that it has origin in early days of childhood
Parents too allow good and friendly relations in neighborhood
Good dress, smart turn easily draw the boys to imagination
Knowingly or unknowingly they fall prey to culmination
It does not speak any informal language or follow
People are drawn towards each other and allow
Coming to so close with intention of knowing well
Not sure of any outcome or, life turning into hell
Why love has been taken as message of God to preach?
Are the religion books not sufficient enough to teach?
Whatever may be reason, it has got its own answer?
Not many but may be understood really by fewer
Is it really infatuation, feeling or love, at first sight?
Does the man think it seriously from the beginning it right?
It does not come up all of sudden but develops gradually
Love seeds are sown deep and mushroom individually
Individual’s beautiful face or intelligence may be the sole reason
Wealth, background or external forces may vary from person to person
No condition is laid before realizing it in its true spirit and color
It is really a happy union when one is really opting or going for
It may not look sound, advisable or some times against the will
People may opt for revenge, seek blood or go for kill
Love has found its way and not allowed to happen bad still
It may all go for accommodation and not for standstill
It has survived onslaught and grown for centuries
With so many ups and downs amidst furies
It may still go on with modern ways and means
Hearts may beat with rhythms and look so keen
Love no language, boundary or barrier
It is simple prophet’s messenger or carrier
If love fails in any form or at any stage
It will be difficult and not easy to manage
Who says love can’t speak universal language/
Eyes look down with grace when come out of cage
It may find favor with poor man’s hut or palace
Certainly it is not aligned with any creed, color or race
Acknowledge it with humble approval as divine force
Don’t try to block or make it to look as farce
It has its acceptance in everybody’s eye
Hatred and not love needs permanent bye
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I don't know what to say....
When my old love for you dies a new love blooms. If I loved myself as I love you, a God I would become. When I am lost in the desert of despair, my memory of you is my mirage. A river of sweetness is your tears, their passion is my elixir. If there be no pleasure in our love anymore, than the pain of the pleasure once felt is my consolation. To others peace is the love of solitude, you are the love of my solitude. My heart is lost in thy abyss, and its dark depths I cry. O sweet love O sweet love! My love is in thy sigh. Thy voice brings sweeter messages than the angel Gabriel. If thou chose to hate me, I hate myself the more and thy hate I love, like hate has never been loved before. Underneath the veil of thy shadow my soul does softly glow. On thy skin, my color, does so eloquently express, the universal of love that beats in every poet's chest. I don't know why my heart beats the chords of love to me this day, but I hope they beat forever and to this charm I pray….. When thy speak of being misunderstood, my love echoes in thy heart. If I were to die, all my dreams and aspirations would be attained by thy one sweet breathe no death could take away. God should not give thee to one, one should give thee to God. I have nothing else to say, but sometimes all the expression of the beauty of the love I feel for you gets stolen by three words… I love you.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Poison Girl
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love's heart is death
For me and my poison girl
A prey she was for the cruelty of love
While its serpent inside crawled straight towards her heart
The coldest kiss love ceased to exist
While we grew apart like never before
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love wants us dead
Just me and my poison girl
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love's heart is death
For me and my poison girl
The fire in her eyes
Grew dim and then died
As the poison inside
Reached her heart
And the coldest kiss
Faith ceased to exist
As we grew apart
Like never before
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love wants us dead
Just me and my poison girl
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love's heart is death
For me and my poison girl
And the taste of the poison on her lips is of a tomb
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love wants us dead
Just me and my poison girl
I did it all just for her
I did it all just for her
And love's heart is death
For me and my poison girl
Poison girl (4x)
And love's heart is death
For me and my poison girl
In this poison world
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Love Has No Boundaries
Love has no
Boundaries
Love is limitless
Love is timeless
Love does not need
Rhyme or reason
Love is love
Love does not know
Cast, color or creed
Age, appearance
Intelligence
No holds barred
When has to happen
It happens
The heart throbs
You are hers
She is yours
30-06-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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A candle material
The heart is made of candle material
It burns to give light in general
This is what the impression we carry
It has tears in joy, happiness and with worry
This is the only sensible part which reacts
It obeys to normal happenings and sharply acts
It is instant and no delay action is awaited
It role is appreciated and clearly stated
It has fear of any time being extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here
No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen
It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled
It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet
The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust
Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away
There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals
We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy
It has fear of being any tine extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here
No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen
It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled
It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet
The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust
Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away
There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals
We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love's Colors
Love's colors are not all just black and white
The color of love, different to all
The prism of color is best in fall
They can be seen even in the dark night
See what you wish, red, pink, yellow or grey
Bask in its light, it will make you quite warm
It comes in all shapes and takes any form
Choose one you love best, and ask it to stay
Love's color is soft violet to me
I've only seen it twice in my long life
It's the soft color I see around thee
Both times I made that color my dear wife
I'm alone again and I do feel free
I cut out love's colors, and stopped the strife
Petrarchan Sonnet
poem by J.B. LeBuert
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I Still Love You...
I STILL LOVE YOU...
Love. that feeling which i used to HATE once upon a time,
Gave me such an amazing confidence with its own beautiful shine.
Never thought it is that beautiful feeling,
Which would happily teach me life & Gratitude's meaning.
It has a magic which makes me smile even in the deepest sorrows,
Remembering my love, i forget all my strugglings & morrows.
I don't know why, but he has some kind of magic in himself,
which helps me fly freely into real happiness.
Now, after a long time when I still miss him in my dreams,
I wonder when I will stop loving him with no esteems.
But it is such a type of addiction,
which is impossible to be forgiven.
Now I am living only with his beautiful memories,
He, who have taught me the beauty of living is the King of melodies.
But this love is seriously very dangerious,
Because it really becomes hard to control my heart's feelings.
Just Don't know how to tell him this sour truth,
that my heart is gone with him forever with no return ticket.
Just want to tell him or give him a small clue,
that 'I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I STILL LOVE YOU.'
poem by Yogini Dawar
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For The Love Of God
Love is eternal.
Love is beauty.
Love is beauty found in uglyness.
Love can be found in hate.
Love can create hate.
Love can hate.
Love can create.
Love can destroy.
Love can confuse.
Love can mislead.
Love can bleed.
Love can cry.
Love can hurt in more ways than one.
Love can be takin back.
Love can never be lost.
Love can always be found again.
Love will understand you.
Love will guide you.
Love will pick u up when u have fallen.
Love will help u along when u havnt the strength.
Love will get u to ur destiny.
Love will make u beautiful.
Love will make u true.
Love is not hate.
Love will create.
Love will destroy.
Love will confuse.
Love will mislead.
Love will bleed.
Love will cry.
Love will hurt in more ways than one.
But when it is all over and done love comes back to you.
But this love is not the love of another.
It is the love of urself.
The love of ur soal.
The love of god.
poem by Simon Bear
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Out of love
Out of love and frustration too
Its extreme angles are very true
Both are looked upon very carefully
We know the meaning of love and jealousy fully
Love mushrooms not on hate
That stage comes very late
As you may be willing to sacrifice
But not break the promises
It has to travel only in one direction
It needs no specific action
It requires love and affection
It has no scope for any of the friction
Love only can lend happiness
It can bring shine on the face
It has nothing to do with color or race
There is nothing like sorrow to trace
We are peace and love missionary
We have no foe or any kind of adversary
Do the bare minimum that is necessary
I would love to make note of promissory
I know it knows no bounds
The message stands good and sounds
It is worth in today’s critical time
Where world crosses limit and threatens sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Color
Performed by the steeles
Composed by prince
Color me black if u color me just like u
Color me angry if u color me less than I do
(whoa, whats your color? )
Yeah, whats your color?
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color?
Color me happy if u teach me what I need 2 know
Color me gone if u dont, if u dont cuz every child needs 2 grow
This I know
(whoa, whats your color? )
Oh, whats your color, yeah?
I wanna know
(whoa, whats your color? )
Oh, whats your color?
Listen (listen)
Love is my color when Im shown love in return
But when I am not, its a bet u can guess what I have learned
Whats my color?
Hey
Color me green (color me green) if I cannot have what uve got
Color me blue (blue) until I do cuz the fire will shonuff be hot
Yes it will
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color, yeah?
Hey yeah
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color, yeah?
Oh, make me a promise (make me a promise)
Oh, make me a promise (that whatever u color me) that whatever u color me
U will at least color me then I can color u 2
Whats your color?
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color, yeah?
Hey
Color
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color?
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color, yeah?
Whats your color?
Make it love
Whats your color?
Mine is love
(whoa, whats your color? ) yeah
(whoa, whats your color? )
Whats your color?
(whoa, whats your color? )
song performed by by Prince
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Poison Ivy
Nothing can compare
Two weeks I stared
Hands, hand tied
I got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Hey hey, oh well
I've got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Oh, well
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
Took my youth
Everything that ever meant something
Nothing comes between me and you
Most of my friends
Most of my friends
Are dead because of you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
I had no choice
But to love you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
[fade and repeat to end]
song performed by by Von Blondies
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Avoid annoyance
If I am given will power to do
I shall definitely prove it true
Do nothing that shall hurt anyone
Please all and liked by everyone
It is neither something you do to avoid annoyance
Not means of cheap method of convenience
It is best easily available means at once
It needs no expertise but simple substance
No one may go in for repaying in reverse
As it may create some sort of repentance in adverse
This no one wants to invite at terrible cost
As world is suffering from it at the most
It is not giving any type of joy or advantage
One is always at pain and unable to manage
As heart will be filled with grief all the time
Somewhere it will pinch in corner as if committed crime
Love has been realized as powerful tool all the way
It is remembered in way or other if lost hope rays
That kind gesture is all the way coming on the memory screen
Afterwards love and hate relation does not emerge or ever seen
I had been ardent supporter of such ways from the beginning
I have firm belief and strong conviction even though the chances are thinning
It has still enough power and strength to steer the course amidst crisis
This is the one of the reason that has been constantly laid with the emphasis
Even all Messiahs, prophets and Gods have descended beautiful earth with message
What is not visualized or envisaged is the clear impact of its smooth passage?
Why we all have to undergo such sufferings and pain for the absence of true love?
It is within us with all divine blessings and it needs simple try to prove
Momentary ups and down can rule the scene for moment
It should never discourage us from our noble movement
It is very hard to replace love with permanent painful hatred
As it will never grant us any clemency to feel better and to be lead
Time may pass like smooth and silent river water
No hindrance on the way or fear of being altered
As it has its own course to look forward and move
Any misgivings about being hated should be removed
If you accept the love being only divine gift
There is hardly any chance of being misinterpreted as rift
As the love is trying to flow in unique way with clear impact
Even blind may feel it with the emergence of real feelings in fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poison! Poison!
Poison I breathe, poison I eat,
And poison poison I do drink,
Poison are my thoughts, poison are my acts,
Poison are my sleeps, poison are my dreams,
My blood is poison, poison is my flesh,
And poison poison are my bones.
Wherever I move
I envenom my fellow beings,
And enlarge my kingdom,
This is how my life goes on,
Living in the world: all poison poison.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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My Dream! !
I caught her hands
and hold it in your back
I make a knot
They say it is a love knot
and you immobilized by my words
and my wishes, knows...
i want to paint, each of your fingers
each one of a color
each color with your own poison
Painfully traversing your body
gently dripping colours
and all have to migrate to his heart
just in case you have forgotten
that is my simple way to reach your love
Suffer you, suffer over me
Its so new, i know, but you are new for me too
But is my dream, a newborn dream
So, please my love, give
without any resistance your hands to me.
poem by Mirna Morgan
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