A magnetic pull
It is always good to remain blessed
All familiar faces liked by you remain traced
You are at free will to dream in wonderland
As there is no dearth to find the friends
The God has installed a magnetic pull
It can make any sensible person a perfect fool
He may always think his life is at peril and not full
There prevails complete isolation, peace and lull
To fill such void you really need dramatic change
This is not unnatural and comes off with the age
It must take place with all but with varying degrees
As it may take long time to think and agree
It is good to be a part of love game at an early age
The position of an individual is like tiger in cage
He has all the killer’s instinct but forbidden
All sorts of restrictions are on and heavily laden
The love in young age is still matter of joke
It evaporates in air like thick smoke
Person gets little jolted with failure
But makes resolve not to repeat it in future
Some times I dream about old age love
It may have same repercussions when comfortably drove
It has same ripples going up and coming down
The joy is almost doubled when immediately becomes known
It has mature feeling with little to loose
As you have grown with age and enough to choose
Since the sex is pushed to back burner
It gets its new color for the beginner
There is lot more to feel and ignore
It has less demand but anxiety is more
It has come to you in the autumn season
There is yet no compulsion for any reason
Sometimes I feel like to be a young boy
Even though the age is passed to play with toys
There is definitely hidden enjoyment with joy
You mix with friends without making any ploy
The transformation from young to that of old is very dangerous
The delay in realization of some appetite makes it erroneous
You are loosing some best moments of life at little discomfort
You miss it from heart and wait some kind of ship to anchor at port
There may not be complete lust behind
Yet it can’t be ruled out with reasons to find
There is definite angle to go for it with its fulfillment
Even though there may not any firm commitment
The intensity and attachment may not lack ion any sense
Only thing that it may not have any idea of nonsense
It will have real intent behind to go for little peace
Life is to be spent with calmness and at ease
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Blessed with friends
I was praying God to be blessed with friends
Friends with close attachment till the end
I could find hardly few as I it was difficult to get
I thought of leaving the effort and decided to forget
When I was small kid there was company kids from near by
Thy were eager to come near and were making frantic try
We would then play with toys and make some fun
On little excitement or quarrel they will try to go away or run
In school also some of the boys were very nice and intelligent
They will make all the times with their funny comments
We will play together and depart with compel enjoyment
It was nice spending with happiest moments
The young was like spring season
I had lot of excitement with reason
I was becoming fully grown adult
Stamina as such was high and inbuilt
Now it was field for me to venture
The school had given us vivid aspects of future
Whole life was before us to explore
The thrust and bold approach required was more
I had enough time to keep trusted friends in the circle
Some of them were since childhood and few joined from school
Little can be said about who were intelligent or fool
But I was surrounded by many and company was full
I could well assess what was good or bad
Sometimes it was making me very sad
I will think seriously about the repercussions
After I had brief or lengthy discussion
Some of the friends had made sincere inroad
They were not nuisance or of any burden with load
I took it casually as an extension of human nature
But still it remained my grave concern to make it doubly sure
There were some more friends in me already
They were waiting for golden chance and ready
Normal friends would go off with little displeasure
But these friends were already seated in for pleasure
I can name only few to be more precise
I should be called fool if not wise
People may question what is new in my disclosure?
They are with all and firmly placed and can be called impure
They were of course undesired in any form
I still decided to remain well informed
I shall keep them away and keep the distance
If possible to get rid of them at once
It is easy to talk of high order
You will loose control with slight anger
Annoyance is even worst than hunger
We can keep them not any longer
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I could explain
I wish I could better explain the term sorrow
Visualize and see the bright future for tomorrow
Why not be self independent rather than to borrow?
Walk with me for some distance with resolve to grow
I know love is heavenly sent gift
No scope for bitter feelings and rift
It can change foe to friends with complete shift
Life may boom with definite inspirational lift
One should have willingness to bow
I wonder and think but don’t ask how?
Things may develop and shape in its own way
Seek blessings and hope for shining ray
I never knew that I will be down with fever flu
Some magic thing like called ILU. (I love you)
To behave like cold person as simple dew
What a lovely feeling to be shared with only few?
God has created music with very good spell
Each may dance with joy and feel very well
Red cheeks may glow with bright sun shine
Feelings may run high without taking glass of wine
Little rise in palpitation but accept it with mild smile
As if you have some treasure in hand for while
Why does not it happen to walk for an extra mile?
Will this actually happen or remain in book or file?
I may have earnest desire to feel its pulse
What more I should have or feel for anything else?
It has great impact of attraction and magnetic pull
Heart is filled with love and life is not dull
I need not go on roof top and explain conduct
What is happening around may be universal fact?
Does this happen to all? I hide the face and feel very shy
I shouldn’t question how it happened and why?
Everybody does have simple way to feel
You may have great joy when you steal
Heart may have all the joy to fill
Does that happen at anybody’s will?
No one can put it improper way
No matter how do you feel or say
It is really matter of great pride
You should not conceal it or hide
It is happening at appropriate time and place
Once you are in then no one can replace
It is flowing in two ways direction
Beautiful feeling arise in every move or action
I must preserve it as holy feelings of its kind
Nothing should bother and no flaws to find
Why not express openly with happiness and joy
Must bear the happiness with smile and fully enjoy
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See That Love Grows
See that love grows
Naturally blooms and flows
As it is gifted by god
It must be thing of joy and not with concern or load
Love may, at one point, look a symbol of sex or lust
But as age advances it develops into mutual trust
It brings couple together and starts liking first
Anything else becomes secondary as crucial test
It is predominantly a human feeling
It has full consent with complete willingness
Two souls merge with honest combination
For duration of happy and long relation
Nobody can deny existence of such bond
It is divine feeling and person becomes very fond
Longs for particular person and express desire
Some times he may succeed and sometimes fired
It must happen and sometimes may not happen
As desire is emanated naturally and not hidden
Same is the situation with female partner
As in such a game both may be new beginner
Love flows in its own stream
It reflects even in spare time and in dream
The dream comes true and results into reality
Both love to unite and make life worth with humanity
Life is short and must be made meaningful
No one can be termed simply successful
Unless he has lived it to full length with motives
Even though he may remain concerned with and selective
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A self confidence
One need not destroy self confidence
There may occur many incidences
You can remain true to your own conscience
You must react positively at once
People may try to influence by their sweet words
You must aim for higher and always look forward
You will be carried away by floods and swept
If you remain negligent and inapt
Many a times occasion may rise
You must act honest but look very wiser
If you are forced to take decision
That should be perfect and with precision
A person can be cheated once in life time
He may draw an appropriate lesson and act for time to come
The learning stage is over and it is now time to put in practice
You may be caught unaware if do not take notice
I have come across many friends who used to cry after failure
They had enough time and opportunity to prepare
It was left to delay and misguided by different advices
This all led to crisis and had to withdraw from promise
If promises were given then it must be honored
It must be adhered to with all options explored
Still if it is not feasible to implement or accede to
There must prevail some kind of willingness to concede
You need not act as philosopher to guide the people
They are ably assisted and probably very much capable
But still at some point of given time they are carried away
The opportunity which was on hand is slipped and given way
You do whatever you feel like to do
But take care to see that some part of it is near to truth
You will have some room left to explain your conduct
You can come out of it easily and assertively instruct
It is easy to cheat others convincingly
People may accept it also willingly
You may have no liability to admit on your part
Still that may drive you to feel apart
You may also present comfortably to world
Still it will hurt you from within and develop cold
It may not allow you peace of mind
You will not be able to have peace or find
Never kill a conscience even if lot of interest is at stake
It may make you restless and keep you all the time awake
You may loose all the peaceful environment and driven to discomfort
The ship may run aground even after reaching to safe port
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Help In Age
How does poetry help in old age?
How can something new and innovative be inscribed on page?
Does the mind evolve such idea to cope with new generation?
I thought answer was in yes and had very much relevant indication
There were many ups and down in the life
No peace in mind with lots of worries and full of strife
It has dragged you for entire length and brought to near end
You are free now to find a new set up with old friends
How to keep mind young from on going struggle?
You had long innings even it was termed as bubble
Now there is time to look back and assess the past conduct
How to bring them in for future use and effectively induct
It is not easy to dream about young girl and think of sweet moments
Surely people may laugh at you and even offer critical comments
Little suspicious movement may adversely affect your reputation
It is rather advisable now to work towards some contribution
I buy no such arguments and offer self for lovely and romantic nature
It doesn’t involve going round for lust but find out for nice future
All natural objects are there since centuries and invite your attention
You had so far neglected it and had not taken note for any mention
How to turn then growing age into charming young age?
To feel young or inject valuable ideas on golden pages
Remain with young environment and feel energetic
Of course yes, it is remedy for not to remain static
Even water may stagnate and spread the smell
The disease may spread and nothing goes well
It is better to keep moving with changing world
Not to remain with bye gone and try for new fold
I did it with quite ease and now enjoy
There is no more tension and spend the time with joy
I have learnt a new lesson and share it with readers
They are my strength and useful means to scale the ladder
I may not come up with their expectations
Yet can lead to the solving of some of the questions
It may provide clue to the burning desire
This is all more important from turning life into satire
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Fault Or Ill Feeling
I should have not committed mistake
It was lack of respect when I spoke
I should have realized the nobility of person
As he was very nice and acted with reasons
It was not his fault or ill feeling
He had shown respect and willingness
I regret now for having him let down
It was so foolish of myself and I own
I must be considered very selfish
As matter was not yet finished
I might have realized the compulsion behind
Why was I impatient and unreasonably found?
Whatever may be the reason, I must own the blame
He was person of high regards with good name
May be I have not liked because of his towering personality
But how a person can be grudged for his top most quality?
I regretted time and again
It was causing me enormous pain
I must appolize him for bad conduct
As it was totally condemnable act
I took it as terrible dream and episode
Even though I had no intention to explode
It came to me as rude shock
I was deeply moved and taken a back
I feared that relation may remain lukewarm
Even though I had intended not to harm
I understood the futility behind
As he stood tall and very kind
I wish him to come back again
With same love and aim
To remain good friends for ever
No rift for anything whatsoever
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Attachment Level
I never gave thought for degree of attachment
How can one think of it and offer comment?
It is real feeling from inside depth
It remains till the time of the death
It is God gift that prompts you to go very close
World would have gone barren if we had no option to choose
It is unknown attraction that pulls us near
We address them affectionately and call dear
You think of good and give fine support
It is one kind of loose attachment with good rapport
Human beings are made of sensitive fiber
Never forget a close friend but always remember
You can do two things in life all the times
Miss some one and cry or offer smile sometimes
There is no third option with you to be called nice person
As everything is out of our ambit with certain reasons
The body stretches fast when you burst into laughter
You may come to know the effect soon after
Some thing freshen up to remain in good mood
As if energy is abstracted from the fresh food
No one regrets friendship if it is genuine
Some friends prove as bitter as quinine
They leave behind bitter taste to last long
You may feel sour about being with the company of wrong
We may not come to know about the end of the journey
Nothing may accompany us including assets or money
Some of the close friends may miss the company
Your absence may not invite the attention of many
It is difficult to weigh in terms of any degree
We feel certainly relieved and very much free
It is closeness and love that keeps us in good spirit
We are always eager to meet friends and lovingly greet
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Love Is Simple
Love is simple thing to understand
Whether you sit down quietly or stand
It will emerge and always come on surface
There will be sign and all over traces
It has blessings form divine spirit
There is hope even from dimly lit
It may be high or powerful light
It has to reveal only its might
You have desire to go His fold when you pray
You may be unknown for what the future course may
Still you have full faith in his future guidance and way
Love has to succeed and permanently come to stay
Why has it been permanently equated with God?
Is there anything wrong with it or involves any fraud
It is simple way of longing for true love with feelings
Meeting of two souls getting together and willing
Whether it is raining, earthquake or flood in rivers
In freezing cold where complete body shivers
Under hot sun where head try to break in pieces
Get simple joy of meeting with complete peace
Even prayers offered to God are not sincere
Some thing is hidden in heart with complete fear
Love drives them with force to reveal everything
Clearly to speak and open up to gain something
Air and cool breeze even doesn’t disturb for moment
Passers go by gently without passing any comments
They are deeply involved with the lovely life to be spent
Consider the chance as holy one and heavenly sent
It is mystery and yet to be solved with reasons
What makes a person to fall in love in any seasons?
What is that magnetic pull principle or behind the pull?
What makes their life so entertaining with happiness in full?
Love has no eyes to see cast, creed, color or religion
It has nothing to do with nation, country or any region
It may cross any barrier to over come the hurdle
No worry for rough weather dangerous sea or ships to turtle
Looking at vast sky for simple approval
Wish for blessings without any removal
Let God shower his mercy with kind eyes
Love to reign supreme devoid of any cries
Love to live with complete faith is real love
Complete system goes round and revolves
It has its own way to come up with challenge
It has deeps roots and nothing to arrange
Love is no less or more than prayers
It has relevancy in its own spheres
It has strong bond of intimacy
Love in all forms establish supremacy
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A fear so often
What makes you happy all of sudden?
When you are gripped with fear often
What will you wish to happen?
Some miracles in the night at sharp ten
Mind is puzzled and not at rest
You are trying your level best
No improvement with state of mind
No peace takes place or is there to find
There is linkage between heart and soul
You go for it without feeling foul
It is real thing to long for and feel
You have yet not tested the bitter pill
What happens when love is lost?
How do you prepare for it and at what cost?
The world around you may seem to be hostile
You won’t be able to think for a while
Who can come real time to your rescue?
The matter will be known by only few
There is time for disappearances of morning dews
Nothing is left behind to work for reviews
As love has been defined as God’s gift
It may not afford any kind of rift
There may be little change or shift
It needs some momentary boost or lift
Music is recognized as powerful weapon
It appeals to all and nicely works on
It is considered as holy in worship
It is as equally holy and sacred as friendship
Music is to enjoy in ears
Life can be beautiful with years
Hardship may make you to cry
Music may make you to fly
Fill the life with good music
There is no elementary or basic
Life can’t be so boring
Music can appeal even if you are snoring
What is music to me in person?
I feel good with some reasons
It is different in all the seasons
It is pure love and can’t be compared with arsons
Music can bind the person as well as society
It has got different varieties
It has mass appeal and go well with al the sections
Everybody may sing it with some actions
Love can be spread with musical language
It has tremendous effect on its usage
It is liked by all without any bar on ages
It will grant peace even if mind rages
Encourage good music with appeals
Let other ideas may stand repealed
Music must play powerful part
It may be considered as good start
It can take away all your pains
Music flows as energy in vanes
It has power to remove all the stresses
Man can be brought to normal from distress
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Screw all those Facebook groups, heres everything I hate and love in one list.
I hate when you climb so far up, and the smallest mistake has you falling to your death. Again.
I hate when the who person means s*** to you makes you cry.
I hate when your happy and your best friends sad, and you sad and your best friends happy.
I hate watching people cry over some stupid b****.
I hate when you miss the sunrise.
I hate when the person you love ignores you.
I hate when it comes to the point that you don't even feel like explaining why your sad anymore.
I hate when your tinniest wishes don't come true.
I hate watching my friends go through the same pain as me.
I hate making the same mistake twice.
I hate insults.
I hate people who pick on one kid who never did anything, when they should be picking on each other.
I hate when the a**hole gets away with it.
I hate how I cry whenever I'm trying to say something important.
I hate when someone pity's you.
I hate when people flip out over stupid stuff.
I hate when girls cause drama just cause.
I hate when people fight.
I hate when you lose the one you love.
I hate when you regret doing something really big.
I hate when I'm mean to people.
I hate when people are mean to me.
I hate feeling alone....all the freaking time.
I hate when your parents are disappointed in you.
I hate my life.
But I love laughing with my friends till my tummy hurts.
I love watching home videos with everyone.
I love taking a walk right after it rains.
I love seeing that innocent look in an animals eyes.
I love the rush of being at a concert.
I love having a moment with a complete stranger in the hallway.
I love those times when the person you love is looking into your eyes and you look back.
I love making people smile.
I love those moments when your not really sure why, but your so unbelievably content with who you are.
I may hate MY life, but I love life.
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Love signals
How do we transmit love signals?
I never thought of its original sign with arrivals
But someone said it is universal phenomena
Leaves person in complete off balance with many lacunas
I thought it was so easy process
One could have any time easy access
As it is natural and bound to happen
Birds, animals and flowers also indulge even
It is not mere carrying forward generation
It has much more deep rooted relation
Two souls come together in sacred tie
Take an oath to last till an end of their life
Only eyes speak and not the language
Sometimes not color cast or even age
That love rules supreme in many of the cases
You can have long tail with so many traces
There is no basic for falling in with affection
Person simply succumbs with his own action
Loose the common sense and run for belonging
Dream in life for new relation with very good beginning
It can run into rough weather too
If your love is not sincere and true
It can be judged from any of the angle
As love is holy and sacred triangle
She enters your life with lots of expectations
No doubts in mind but with lots of surprises and questions
Her mind is occupied with future developments
As it may be known little later with fine moments
Love wins not by use of sweet language or phrases
As it may reveal your real design with ugly face
Not once but that may remain life long impression
It won’t wash your body and make clean even after water emersions
I would weigh it in fair terms
Whatever consequences or with whatever turns!
Its holy core may remain intact and same
Person himself may be pointed but love will never be blamed
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A school life
The weather can be totally unpredictable
The human tendency like it is not at all acceptable
The rain is our main source of inspiration
We welcome it in its complete duration
There is tremendous change with the arrival of season
Initial days are quite enjoyed with good reasons
The children too like their initial school days
The parent to find good hope with rays
The school transform the character of child
They learn the basic elements and remain mild
They have innocence but do not act as fool
They learn a lot so long as they remain in school
It is lot more to gain and act
This is most unforgettable fact
It is always remembered in spare days
As it has taught us in many ways
There is enough time to focus on future
The last year shapes destiny and makes it sure
The time is approaching near to give farewell
Everybody is in fine mood to remember it well
The last moments are full of joy
They make it memorable and enjoy
The time and tide waits for none
The saying is well remembered by everyone
The school days are not forever
It has brief spell but to be spent there however
The long association makes them little upset
But the day for for departure is already set
It is natural to feel pain in separation
Everybody become so much emotional
So many incidences emerge in memory lane
As they have decided to leave the school by bus or plane
It may be altogether new experience
Now they have responsibility and enough sense
They may remain busy after leaving the busy life
The teacher has always remained them about edge of knife
They are needing good advice and direction
Whole future depends upon their action
The school platform has limited role
They may have to adjust with different poles
As the days are nearing to depart
They slowly gather to celebrate it in part
They may freely move and try to find
They will be out soon for the new world to find
It may be worrying them a lot
They fear fear and would not want to be caught
The life has become full of ups and down
Now they have to share the burden and own
Time may come soon to be separated
It will become past to be only related
It will remain as lost memory in one corner
They part of new life later or sooner
The path lay wide open to march
No one may lead you with torch
You were ably guided here by teacher
There you will be with respectable sirs
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Final race
When you gain adulthood there comes real stage
You get to know many things coming of an age
You may love to make frequent contacts
Mingle with friends and try desperately to ignore facts
You come to know of grater responsibility
When hold a hand of female and demonstrate ability
That speaks of firm commitment and promises
Thousands of assurances with not single misses
At initial contacts you compromise some of the stands
That can be forgiven as happening between good friends
But when reassure of future tie up and whole of burden
You readily agree for everything and no idea strikes all of sudden
It is almost mirage and based on illusory things
It may turn soar, happy or any kind of things
You may argue in favor of going ahead
Provide clear way and distinct lead
Life is meant to struggle and endure
You may sometimes not find peace in entire tenure
Life may turn cruel and unending difficulties
But that does not relieve you from any of the responsibilities
You learn to live and stubbornly offer
You have all the preparation for final coffer
You are such an ideal for any eventuality
This fine blend quality makes you to prove ability
Only cowards may end the life in haste
The may not come at all or come very late
Yet it makes no difference for on going struggle
You may go on tackling and facing all troubles
Life may seem to be High Mountain
You may struggle hard to contain
Even though you may remain money less
You will definitely win the final race
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A someone to come near
It was not leading me anywhere
I was searching it everywhere
I longed for some one to come near
And loving words in ears to hear
I shall remain as living entity
Simple and sober with poor quality
I am unable to draw the beautiful attention
Possibly I may not be worth for retention
After all hearts beat faster when some one says hello
All works pushed aside for the attention do allow
Giving gentle look with smiling face
The love game is to be won in race
I don’t know when the day will come
I shall keep the doors open and welcome
I shall wait not even for second to reply
Can any one advise me and say it is not worth try?
I am young at heart and always dream
Many good faces I try to find in team
They all come at once and fade away
I still hope it to happen in any day
Anger and frustration were true friends to remain
No useful thoughts to emerge and increasing pain
Will it come at the time of burial?
Will it be dramatic as happens in serial?
It has enough power to sustain
The relation all along to maintain
The truth is simple and plain
No regrets or comments to refrain
I shall allow it to end in reality
That is the fine and best quality
You shall term it as place like heaven
It may realize little late even
Many people like me may be dreaming in day light
It is understood they may be spending sleepless nights
Nothing may be lateralizing much to the discomforts
As they have no skill or lack the good efforts
Love has many fold dimensions
No one knows what will be right direction?
It may not wait any longer to find a place
You should there as ready person in any case
Your quest may end as happy moment
You may have then no reason to lament
There is feeling and ready consent
Bad plight is over and there is nothing to resent
Life becomes fruitless with some of the aspects
Ideal couples may always earn the respect
Whatever we may term it as deal or pact or act?
His is reality of life and open fact
The rivers water flow calm down after initial thrust
It is natural law to settle down and build the trust
The marriage is holy union of two individuals
One must take it as challenge and not as casual
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Own world
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world to live in
You may flew in to win
You may wish to pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endlessly wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Express it with full faith and resolve
Speak with firmness in eyes and solve
Get on to the target with simple yes
Make honest bid without making it mess
I am in dreamland sailing with happiness
Here is the place where you feel oneness
Complete match with words and action
Can’t find difference with any reaction
I shall not waste a single moment
There will be complete harmony with movement
I shall die hard to live with you
This is my desire and it is very true
Come and realize it to full extent
Don’t express unhappiness and give a vent
It has to be the entire time cherished dream
It has to be precious gift given by Him
I shall be deeply hurt if it is suddenly missed
It will be impossible to be found and traced
Great opportunity will be lost for ever
We shall breathe our last to be found never
I shall continue to enjoy in dream land
I see blessing in it from holy Hand
How is that I have come into being?
I am seen as her queen and he being a king
Bless us for our lovely wish
I swim in water like small fish
I may take out head for fresh air
Go back to continue in deep water
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A love and affection
Love and affection has tremendous strength
Meet the target on same wave length
So much joy to lead or to be led
To achieve the goal and never feel sad
Millions have learnt and changed course
Any layman can learn and change concourse
Only one good impetus and see the result
Deep sorrow and downfall with only one insult
Love is not confined to physical relation
It is humanly behavior with good indication
It can alter the destiny of a person
It is backed by many examples and reasons
It has always influenced the mankind
It shown the way even to the blind
No one has dared to defy the true love
They have always gained when drove back
Some one may take vow to prove the worth
The talent is available and there is no dearth
Still you need a driving force to back the initiative
Then the whole thrust is becoming subjective
What is force behind such powerful ambition?
Is it own skill, hidden urge or inhibition?
There is true intention for achieving something
This is only required and is considered a great thing
A person is tempted or led to believe
At home mother takes care to relieve
His complete burden and comes to rescue
He has been provided whatever is expected to review
The friends and relatives too provide some momentum
His ambitions are fuelled and allowed to mushroom
He has now open space to give realization to dream
He need not bother now for any fear or to scream
His personal life too carries enough of weight
It is greatly influenced by whether to go wrong or right
He need not run unnecessarily after and enter fight
He should complete domination by keeping them in sight
When you are engulfed with lots of problems?
You are not at all carried away by them
The goal is very much in mind with full of enthusiasm
He is never afraid of failure, sarcastic or criticism
Even if there is little hesitation to loose aim or sight
You may probably loose the interest with no delight
It will the be fruitless or aimless mission
You will have guilty conscience for admission
There has to be some main force behind to achieve
You must have capability and powerful urge to believe
This all will lead to some consolation or honorable achievement
It will satisfy you with some of memorable and pride moments
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Mom Song
This is for mom
Miss Linda Harwood
Miss Cathy Hill
This is for you.
I respect my mother
With every step I take
She was there for my first step
In the first place
Everybody wants out on their own
Now that I'm grown
I wanna be back home
In a world full of vipers
Only my mother's love was righteous
I feel I've been to hell and back three times
I could never sum it up with these rhymes
Looking for a story to share
With somebody, but they never seem to care
While I'm looking for this person everywhere
I'm slippin', cause my mom is right here
Life moves along so fast
When I see real love at last it's past
That ain't gonna happen to me
I can hear my conscience rapping to me
It's like Hey, you've only got one real friend
From the cradle, to the grave, and back again.
With unconditional love
That's my mother I'm speakin' of.
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
My love will never change (My love will never change)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
(Mamma)
And I know it's true
Even in my darkest time
In my darkest hour
When my heart is blind
And I'm giving nobody respect
My mother's there to put my ass in check
And she don't play that mister famous trash
She was putting them diapers on my ass
She's seen every side of me
It don't matter how thuggish I'd try to be
NAW every week in the back yard
Now I'm in the big time, trying to act hard
What mattered when I looked a years back
Was mamma, bringing the chairs back
Supportin' every dream I got
You best believe, man, I dreamed a lot
Me and Rude Boy, I'm trying to tell ya,
Not a day goes by in life, we don't feel ya
We ain't taking nothing for granted
Mom's lasagna is so good I can't stand it!
Mrs. Hill always greets me with a hug
Now I see where Rudy got all his love
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
My love will never change (My love will never change)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
(Mamma)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
My love will never change (My love will never change)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
(Mamma)
Everybody around me, they use me, and go for self
They want cash, equity, bank and wealth
Mom puts that on the shelf
All she cares about is my health
It all seems too good to be
As I'm battling life, mamma's backin' me
And she only really wants one thing of mine
Just a little time
Mother, in this world of scars
Money and snakes and labeled wars
Whatever else life puts me through
It's all #2
When it comes to you.
And your love is all I treasure
My real father just didn't measure
He was gone, without a thing to say!
I know he would have failed in comparison anyway.
You gave me 3 times the love
Enough for you, him, and the God above
Rude Boy, his daddy was strong,
Stayed holding on when the ease was gone.
Now a days, everything's all right
Millionaire rocking these microphones all night.
Makin' all of our dreams come true,
And we're full of love, mamma, thanks to you.!
I'm still sorry about the china cabinet
Wish I could bring it all back now, dammit!
Linda, Ron, Cathy and Ryo
We want you to know that we love you.
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
My love will never change (My love will never change)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
(Mamma)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
My love will never change (My love will never change)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is)
(Mamma)
song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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I shall hold you
I shall hold you back
I shall hold you back
As so much is at stake
Life is not simple cake
Whenever you like and take
Life is real
Come near and feel
It will make you fully secured
That is destiny and our future
You are made to feel
Love is divine and felt at will
"How and why" has no scope for doubt
It is all in love and we must talk about
The sky is vast and so is the world
You need to come and set in fold
You are safe with peace in wide arms
Without a single thought of any harm
Never think of running away
You will find no excuses for finding new way
You may try to run away but face high walls
You will look back to hear my sweet calls
"Keya*, Keya* to run away is cowardice
Retreat from commitment and honest promise
Where will you land in this unknown forest?
Will you be there for want of no interest?
I am here and permanently near
Come to me without any fear
I shall hold you till last or forever
Think not of running away ever
You have place to rest on my shoulder
They are well built and little wider
They can take care of your every comfort
Just anchor your ship at lovely port
Love is called love and almost pure
That makes a person very much sure
I, for one, can hardly afford
Your absence so I pray for you to Lord
*Keya is name
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An eye sparkles
Eyes attract the attention ad make great impact
Two souls meet and make earnest pact
Live unto the end with some purpose
Make final bid to stay for long use
Why eyes speak so loud and clear?
What makes to result in push and pull?
Why there prevails calm and lull?
Why in absence of it life becomes bore and dull?
Eyes do all it in one stroke
There won’t be any fire or smoke
There won’t be any wind to blow
Water may calm down and silently flow
It is said eyes are reflection of pure mind
There won’t be any deception to find
It will be purely attachment of its kind
It makes everybody to feel proud and sometimes go blind
Brown eyes play havoc with sparkling light,
She was there Standing before me just to the right,
She was Inviting me very near but not to fight,
May be she wanted closer views with clear sight,
I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes sparkled as if deem lamps lit,
Why there was sudden interest to hit?
Muscle body with good physique
May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colors different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,
I too was ready for open meet,
Body was shaking and crumbling were feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
There was nothing was wrong for ground to explore,
Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry on her part was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt was sincere but confidence to lack,
Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow fast and not to sour,
Kind gesture was coupled with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition to ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
To grab the opportunity the time was right,
Soon was going to develop intense love and bond,
Deep relations to nurture and to be found
Love was to succeed to result in marriage,
Simple arrangement to be carried on carriage,
All went well with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understood with good rapport,
Extending good will with complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested the report
When I look back to find an answer and ponder?
No simple answer could be found but only wonder,
No clouds were there to make loud thunder
it was simple acknowledgement with easy surrender
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Some times I feel like 2
Some times I feel like I am a person that will change the world
Sometimes I feel like I can run a million miles
Sometimes I feel like an eagle flying in the sky free and strong
Sometimes I feel like God like I can do any thing
Sometimes I feel like a small child because when I see something Beautiful I cant stop looking at it J
Sometimes I feel like an old man with all these old stories
Sometimes I feel like a parent with all this care and love for the children and young ones (even thou I am young myself)
Sometimes I feel like a jerk for treating my good friends badly
Sometimes I feel like a lost sole in a lost kingdom
Sometimes I feel like a lot of things
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