A move to reveal
There is nothing more to reveal
Mind is to act as vault and conceal
No willingness to for help and heal
This is problem and tragedy real
Humanity is on shame and there is deal
It is simple show of sympathy and not real
How long we will cheat our own conscience and soul?
Do we want to sleep in night like owl?
It may not get changed
Everything is simply arranged
The stage show is well managed
The thought demolition is on and raged
It is real pity
There is no continuity
There is no standardization in quality
It is mere show of strength and clear ability
There may be immediate gain
It may not be felt as pain
The vanes may easily allow thick blood to flow
W may shut the eyes and unnaturally grow
No one has time to think and act
We have lost even courage to react
We silently surrender to the ill wish
It may kill us from within to finish
Nothing changes except one’s own will
One can choose the way and go on to kill
Either it may be the core like thing or concept
We are not still live to reality and ready no accept
We have learnt to live with dubious distinction
We love and like the burning situation with friction
This can easily lead us to smooth passage for extinction
Let us not forget our own survival in question
No one can break the ice
If it is done then may certainly look nice
We are still left with nice fixtures
The world looks so lovely with bright future
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Courage and boldness
God has given courage and boldness
That must certainly be reflected on face
Women of today are by all means capable
Handle the situation and come out as successful
In any situation charm must be retained
Smile on face should never be deserted
If that is allowed then wolves may simply not pounce
Take away flash and enjoy their yield of an ounce
World as such is no safe heaven
For a lady and staying as single woman
People may try to take advantage
Try to inflict injury that may not be worth to mention on page
So it is nice to defend self and get prepared
So no one comes and simply dared
Someone has to take lead and show courage
Whole of the community then may show comeback on stage
Female today is not helpless animal
She has teeth to bite and stand for real trial
What else is needed in real time?
Bit courage, self confidence and presence of mind sometimes
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A response to memory
Is there anything like conscience?
do we really believe in its presence?
it troubles me a lot when suddenly awakened?
as the future lay completely darkened
She may appear and suddenly ask
there is something like tea in flask
shake your memory and listen
what I have not to say even
You ditched me and left to good luck
you knew i will be badly struck
I did not prove as dame duck
I will bounce back and definitely look
I may not like to be lost in dreams
as it is burning body from with in with beams
I am not going to be a yes woman
yet it will be a lesson for man
Memory is hard to be pushed away
to be lost in oblivion is the only way
there is complete harmony in relation
as long as it has true revelation
How does it matter if you do not remember?
Who will under the agony and answer?
Have to open my heart and reveal?
my love was fake and not real
No one has time to show sympathy
I am struck with pain to feel self pity
it is unbearable and no where to show
I can bear no more as I have to leave and go
You treated me like commodity
the game played by you was dirty
I can not look back and lament
It may remain their as sad moment
It will not matter now even if you accept
love is not an idea or an ideal concept
it is beautifully conceived and realized
no one does a favor or gets obliged
I did not feel it as shame
I do not curse or blame
it may be sheer bad luck and fate
I will have to realize it soon or late
I stand in far corner and weep
It is impossible to remember and keep
All good comments and memory at heart
as it has shown the beginning of bad start
Is it not the divine spirit to feel?
are we going to tarnish it or kill?
it may not meet our expectation
still it stands as reality with good observation
Not all may find it with favor
All flowers may not offer flavor
We expect beautiful show with fragrance
it should boom with all colors at once
Kill the conscience, curb the wishes but not the trust
these are ingredients and possibly must
It is best way to reach and feel the pulse
no one has capability to push it and repulse
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Zapien
The light went dim in the street of hate
Another night falls It`s your fate
Stage is set, come see the show
Nail them up
and let the blood flow
I hate my hate, hate is flown away
I hate my hate, why would you go away
I hate my hate, please stay
Heal our physic wounds with fear
let our kin dissapear
The show is over, it`s time to go home
Kill your children
let the blood flow
I hate my hate, the endless stain
I hate my hate, ease the pain
I hate my hate, hate is me
Zapien business, survival of the fittest
Killer instinct, we are on the brink of extinction
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Partially honest
Can anybody of us claim to be partially honest?
Are we trying our best in real earnest?
We claim to be sincere and nearly good,
You will find many living in world only for food,
So many of us love to lead life of dishonesty,
Every moment we die to show honesty,
So hollowness in our approach,
We need no specialization or coach,
We try to show what we are not,
Try to vitiate atmosphere and create a knot,
Nothing appeals us and we always rot,
Think we are cleaver and will never be caught,
I t is our human nature,
We don’t live in today but in future,
Not improving present but go for cure,
What we can gain is not for sure,
Lovely things doe not appeal,
Good ideas we out right repeal,
Never try to attempt for wounds to heal,
It is the exact time to work for real,
You may not go for complete honesty?
Keep soft corner and little bit mercy?
Feel for sentiments and not show pity,
Pardon small mistakes and not feel guilty,
It ultimately pays and happiness fill, .
Not immediate reward but good will,
Closeness in heart and hatred slowly kill,
Sure to succeed in mission without guilty feel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Real World
Days, times we will remember
When innocence was lost
We let our hearts move on
So many dreams we thought would last forever
Today it doesnt matter
All those dreams are gone, they are gone, oooh
Tell me how it feels again
Oh, show me that its real and then
Ill walk away, from my own reflection
The stranger that I knew
The stranger that was you
And now I face a cold return to sender
A truce but no surrender
A voice that wont ring true, where are you? oooh
I reach over the edge
And throw a penny in the wishing well
Its so deep that I can tell
That in the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
And in the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
This is the real world
There is no time, for a life of solitude
Only hunger and survival
In the world we were born into, were alone, oooh
And it brings me to my knees
Our father lay me down to sleep
Father please
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep us in the real world
Keep us in the real world
Dont have to tell you
In the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
In the real world
Let it begin with you and i
This is the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
This is the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
Now in the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
And in the real world
Let it begin with you and i
Living in the real world
Yeah, living in the real world
song performed by by Foreigner
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Who Can Be Real Friend?
Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eighty Days
Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?
When you're black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of travelling
This is the never ending show
All over the world in eighty days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
I do okay
But right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Woke up last night under the mountains
Driving from Zurich to Milan
I lay there listening to the echoes
Thinking of Iceland and Japan
So many smiles, so many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I can't help the way I'm changed
All over the world in eighty days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
But I can't escape it
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Somehow
Be myself with you
All over the world in eighty days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way
As long as I have
And stay the same
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Get real
If that's all right with you
For just one night with you
If that's all right with you
Get real
Get real right now
Somehow
song performed by by Marillion
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Good To Feel
It is always good to feel nice
Over full of nice food stuffs with rice
It gives good smell when nicely arranged
Now only good test to be observed and managed
These are all external feelings
When it comes to real happening!
It turns out to be unpleasant
When it seems not ideal and important
There are many ways to feel happy
Only positive mind can speak it without worry
One needs to remain in cheerful mood
As it is not always the question of good food
Food can provide good nourishment
Body can be kept in fit condition with nice movements
But what about inner conscience and its concern
It can’t be kept quiet with possible wait of turn
You can go tough with the situation
You can be very rough when time comes for evaluation
You have to be committed with certain aspects
As that may only guarantee you some respect
It is said one need not worry about whole world
At any time they may show you wall and turn cold
At such time you can come out well and act as very bold
You respond to soul and see it is not bartered or sold
The key lies with us with all the options
We must be capable of its retention
Nothing can be snatched if you are firm
Only you must stick to belief and confirm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Show Me The Real You
Hey remember me?
Hard to forget, right?
Insistent, demanding
When we were both sixteen
I remember you in the spotlight
You seemed so in control
Hiding behind your wall
Have you ever met somebody who could
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
Guidelines and sub-routines
You make me forget the things
That I put in place to save my face
But I'm not sure if it's a face worth saving
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
Seven years have past
Now here I come
I caught the briefest glimpse
I haven't seen it since
When you smile at me
Where'd you smile from
From insecurity
But you're secure with me
Have you never let somebody in to
Unmask you
The way you unmask me
I know it's dangerous
Please don't be afraid because
This is your life I used to live
Now I know It's not a life worth living
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
I know I'm acting stupid
Can we make a second first impression
I want us to be honest, open
Show your face to me
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression baby
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Can we make a second first impression, baby
Maybe, maybe, yeah
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield
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Real At The Time
Words and music by bob seger
I still remember how I fell for you
There wasnt one thing I would not do
I still recall the love in your eyes
Blue like the sky on a clear sunrise
And it was real at the time
Real at the time
I was yours you were mine
It was real at the time
You were a lioness tall and lean
You were the best thing Id ever seen
I heard a loneliness in your voice
I charged ahead I had no choice
Cause it felt real at the time
Real at the time
Like a mountain you climb
It felt real at the time
And babe you meant so much to me
I never will forget your face
I never will forget those nights
Those nights
Those nights
Lost in the pettiness and the fights
Lost in the battle for bragging rights
We were a couple of kindred souls
Fighting for childish things like control
But it was real at the time
Real at the time
Like the scene of a crime
It was real at the time
It was real at the time
I was yours you were mine
We got way out of line
But it was real at the time
song performed by by Bob Seger
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A need for noble friend
We need noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take us to logical end
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and in opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes for yes
Every criticism she/he may face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears, hide the face or weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain very far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains as nice friend to choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes must be rectified in future plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such good friend
Life long friendship bond not easily to end
Future is not shaped by parents alone
Good environment is part and parcel
Friends do shape the mental growth
They play part of brother and friend as both
On should consider himself very lucky
Good fiend is always success to the key
He may guide us to the safety and to safe refuge
His role in life is real and huge
We may face lot many problems if surrounded by bad elements in disguise
They may pretend as friend but in fact push us to the critical cruise
They want to spoil our carrier for the want of some pretty considerations
One should choose friends carefully before arising of any questions
I pray God to guide me in choosing the real friends
I may not have sense to assess and to mend
It will be the friend who may come to the rescue
He may serve as barrier and help to attain whatever is possible or due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As the show goes on
As the show was about to progress on the stage
I was ushered in to just manage
Comfortable seat enabling me to view
It was special seat offered to only few
I had fascination for old stage shows
It has its own and must be allowed to grow
Live shows have continuous grip on mind
We flow with the character something new to find
It is not pure imagination that carries
The whole concept is around and worries
Story around it revolves in peculiar way
We are spell bound and can not offer any say
There is different perception with comments
The public opinion may vary with some vents
They may rightly or wrongly react
It is quite logical to have different impact
I heard some uncharitable remark
Though the stage was illuminated and not dark
The show was drawing crowd
The claps for and against were so loud
The young character was in love with old lady
It was immense love but lady was not ready
The passionate show did not influence audience
The comments were expected on dotted lines hence
“The old is gold” carried some significance
In value terms it had great importance
The old was to maintain glitter all the times
The new one was able to attract sometimes
Though show was over with mixed feelings
I was not surprised to have it in the evening
Every character has its own role to play
No one should try influence their way
I know for sure that old still retain its intrinsic value
They hold the position and earn the esteem which is due
It may look funny when combined with new out look
So many stories gather around and very easily cooked
There is no clash with experienced person or raw cadet
Expert eyes catch the talent and allow it to let
Have it sown course to meet the expectation
Everything else is ruled out of question
Many couples enjoy their past time with satisfaction
This is good sign or omen with very good indication
It proves the saying that “old still carry the meaning”
The life will be same either in morning or evening
Each and every material is significant
It does not differentiate between past and present
The attraction for life material may be instant
How one carries it to end is more important
I would love to end with past
The world is moving very fast
We got to live with reality
It may still show its fine quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lullaby
You packed your bags, I heard you left last night
You left a world of broken hearts
You couldn't tell us why
You only made us cry
Like in '64
The days are long the gloom is hid by night
They make a point we can't deny
The pain we can't conceal
The feelings that we feel
Those that never heal
So here's a lullabye
Close your eyes and sleep tonight
So here's a lullabye
Close your eyes and make us cry
The world you dreamed
We tried to make our lives
You made a point we can't deny
I know the dream was real
The difference is feel
How mysterious
You stole the show, you know you played it right
Way back in 1965
Oh no, well well
The truth was far from real
Reality was feel
Why not save a seal
The days are long your tune is in the song
Without your love along the way
You said the things you know could make it right
If we did'nt lose the way
song performed by by Zebra
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~Smile~
We all smile to show our happiness,
We use it a lot, Yes,
Smile can be fake or real,
Its used to show or hide how we feel,
Fake smile is shown when,
Pain in heart rises,
And real smile is shown when,
Unexpected happiness doubles in sizes,
Natural or Not,
But its better to show a real one on the spot,
Let us be honest,
the only time we show the real smile is when someone has touched our heart,
and when we show the fake smile,
is when someone has tear everything apart,
Yes we show our fake smile,
to show people that we are okay so they wont revile,
Its hard to put on a real one as your hurt,
And yes we try to heal it as we flirt,
Its time to face the fact,
Showing a fake smile is like showing a fake and stupid act,
Put every pain to the side and smile for now,
not for someone,
But for everyone,
and show it as we are endowed.
poem by Marop Aron
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Finally over
It was all over in a friction of second
Relation froze and matter went out of hand
Eyes wore hostile look and completely changed
Ready for gunning down as if defeat is to be avenged
What else can be expected when relations loose warmth?
Who cares what will be the result or fallout aftermath?
It is simple game of supremacy to witness the down fall
Idiotic behaviour to go after blood thirsty call
One dropp of lemon is enough to spoil bucket of milk
Dark spot can be easily noticed on the white silk
Strained relation too can’t be hidden for a long period
Some one has to step in to mange the show or avoid
Serious efforts are needed finally at least
Its seriousness is definitely hidden in cloudy mist
One little attempt can really make the difference
One has to learn how to live with and draw the interference
Small action or little gesture can stave off the situation
One may think positive and go for evaluation
Little give and take may lead to happy solution
Why then are we not following with firm resolution?
Relations are like thin thread loosely attached
No one knows when they will be slightly detached?
Seriousness of thoughts and approach should be strengthened
Cement it further, grow with mutual trust and areas widened
Blood relations sometime come to rescue not immediately
Their action and reaction is felt slowly and lately
Warmth and futility is proved in the real crisis or test
Human relations grow and thrive it for best
It may take even longer than expected to build
Result may be known when start gradually to yield
It s fruit can be enjoyed for years to come
Any deviation or sordidness is never welcome
I shall prefer isolation or remain in dark
If simple talk is termed to dog’s bark
It can easily vitiate and lead to spark
Enough to destroy………………….
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Accept my sympathy
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy!
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Sympathy In End
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy! By SARTHAK DAS
poem by Sarthak Das
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I am lost
I am totally lost and gone for ever
I need some shelter and cover
I am running with heat but not in fever
I am not aware of it but still to think over
What makes me to go berserk?
Why am I unable to utter words or speak?
Why such stage has come to me in person?
What can be the cause or real reason?
Some invisible eagerness prevails in body
I am longing for good company of somebody
The deaired are inflamed and coming to surface
One beautiful personality strikes me with her face
I want to befriend and go all out for union
It is desire to find a very good companion
What can happen if some one touches your mind?
You have all pleasure to think about and find
This might have happened with meeting eyes
It might have progressed with exchang of the byes
It is well turning point to result in reality
Love is not the cause but a blend of fine quality
I am dreaming night in a day
Well, this is condition anyway
I want to pull her bring her near
Still mind is gripped with unknown fear
This is not something new to happen
It has been there for centuries even
Love is all about to feel and live
There is one thing only to believe
You are not exception
It is nicely thought over with conception
It is nice gift from the creator
We are simple breathing creature
We may behave erratically
As it has come automatically
There is no scope to feel guilt
The feelings are divine gift and in built
We may go for it aimlessly or inadvertently
This stage is romantic and comes in life suddenly
You go for undrstanding and move openly
It is nice step but must be woked out conviniently
Slight misunderstanding may invte break up
You have lost the chance and again can't take up
It has to be maintained with trust
The relation ahould go on and is must
It is not on as side show
The serious relation must groom and grow
It is like fine river water flow
Very eager to meet but offer serious blwo
There is no other short cut or route
You have to go honesty and can't flout
It is one time affair or opportunity in life time
It must be considered as golden period or prime
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The wolfman
Don't lose your own hope at sixty
You'll reach your next nice destiny
One thing you'll never really know
How it could be with me in a real show
Don't bother to make a future plan
To change what is already done
It's nothing to lose and I can explain
That you will be so tired working in vain
Maybe I know you from another life
But I ran for being to another 's wife
Why I did this and how it could be
I know 'cause I received my prophecy
Don't lose your hope you'll be happy some day
All the world is yours and you do not have to pay
If you get crazy when I'm talking about love
Maybe is something coming to you from above
But don't be sad 'cause you can get everything
In this world of yours except on little thing
But you need a heart and to be good to get it
It's too much to pay so better forget it
So don't lose your hope at your own sixty
It's time to reach your next alive destiny
One thing you'll certainly never know
How it could be with me in your real show
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Our prophecy
Don't lose your own hope at sixty.
You'll reach your next nice destiny.
One thing you'll never really know,
How it could be with me in a real show.
Don't bother to make a future plan,
To change what is already done.
It's nothing to lose and I can explain,
That you will be so tired working in vain.
Maybe I know you from another life,
But I wanted to be another man’s wife.
Why I did this and how it could be,
I know 'cause I met my own prophecy.
Don't lose your hope; you'll be happy some day.
The world is yours and you have nothing to pay.
If you get crazy, when I'm talking about love,
Maybe is something coming to you from above.
But don't be sad 'cause you can get everything
In this world of yours, except on little thing,
But you need a heart and to be good to get it.
It's too much to pay, so better forget it.
So don't lose your hope at your own sixty.
It's time to reach your next alive destiny.
One thing you'll certainly never know,
How it could be with me in your real show.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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