A nice faces
Hi nice looking girls with beautiful faces
Why all look upon you and enter the race?
Is the outer beauty main factor or only consideration?
Can you make frank admission or revelation?
You are in your lovely teens and hold the future key
You may soon be blossomed and grow up like tree
I not only see bright future but greatest assets too
I am hundred percent sure abut it and it is almost true
You may soon gain womanhood and get ready for boom
You may not be restricted to only inn home or bed room
The nation has every right to deposit trust in you
You are the only ones who can make it to go through
Basically women are tolerant and possess positive strength
They can accommodate every one and go to any length
They can prove able administrator, wife and responsible mother
Nobody on earth can compensate her loss and place can’t be taken by others
I see in them future of the country with their lot of contribution
They are working solder to solder for equal distribution
They are proving valiant fighters and caring mother
Home can be is safe hand and no one needs to bother
All great leaders have taken birth from her holy womb
Their full history can be found in the inscription on tomb
Any history can’t be rewritten without the mention of woman
Though they may not fall in same category to that of man
They are precious and very delicate to handle the matter
They are unique in their position and really trend setter
No where you may find their absence and happily feel
It is their all round show that compels us for good will
Girls you must steal the show and give the fine display
You must head the mission and show the way
It is really astonishing that you are still not in the forefront
You have the full capacity to bear the heavy brunt
You can win the whole world with beautiful smile
There is no deception but invitation to walk for while
Anybody may prefer your company to go for an extra mile
It is your simplicity and honesty and not completely the style
Work towards the healthy nation for future building
It may give fruit and definitely yielding
It is really great honor and matter of pride
Praise them openly with frankness and there is nothing to hide
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Greatest Evil
One of greatest evil
That was going on with our will
Now time has come to make final stop
Facilitating their venture on the top
Slums are real curse
Devoid of all facilities of course
Illiteracy and crime on rise
We need to work on with promises
Think of emerging future
They are not very much sure
Of their life and contribution
They are kept away from distribution
Their rights and liberty is farce joke
Their life is mystery and shrouded under smoke
For whom do they live and struggle?
Certainly life at mercy in democratic jungle
Can we not provide basic amenity?
Freedom to live as granted by almighty
As human being and lovely soul
Can we not give humanely call?
Nothing may please then than honor
That has been taken away and now is slur
Why not we beg some nice efforts?
Go near to their heart with good rapport
We shall pretend no show
But wish them naturally to grow
Keep no ill will for their lovely future
Here stays the beautiful dream to nurture
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let There Remain
Let there remain no doubt in our mind
Women are good at heart and very kind
That is how all legendary tales reveal
We are part of old traditions and certain feel
They have adored our life at lovely homes
At big house or hut they have always welcomed
With their hospitality and mild nature
They have made us feel proud for the future
Her role has not been confined to mother alone
She had been source of strength and always blown
In the direction very much favorable to us
With total dedication and devotional trust
I felt like bowing head to her dominant role
One of the recent happening has definitely stolen
Lime light and they have stood supreme
The sacrifice and stand has been considered extreme
Their second name has come up as surrogate mother
I have come across dealings on rent for commodities and others
But this has been proved as blessings in disguise
Smile worth millions to many childless families
She has always been in read and subjected to criticism
It has remained worst part in the history against humanism
She has stood all the times in favor of sacrifice
Despite all the odds against and much to her surprise
To bless womb on rent is something like unparallel
You can prove outstanding with class and excel
But to give birth of child on no consideration
Is something like birth of new and dynamic relation?
When will the world realize and give more importance
A real place of honor with full recognition at once
Even if that has been considered in return for favor
I consider it worth mentioning with full honor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Females behind success
I dare not violate the woman’s modesty
It will be pure injustice and no honesty
The clouds may look dark and atmosphere little misty
But all this can be termed as impure and dirty
They have come into being of their own
God has given them delicate figure to maintain
If they look good and beautiful not their fault
Almighty has placed caring heart too and kept as inbuilt
How do we roam freely with joy in garden?
The flowers of all colors have emerged all of sudden
It is their presence to be felt in nice environment
Do they not deserve nice eyes to look at with comments?
I am fascinated with the way they open up and boom
They may not look that beautiful when decorated in room
They may add beauty and nicely adore
But we need to do something more
We appreciate feminist out look and touch
We do take care and appreciate very much
I love being very near to them and present
All that I could do without any reservation and not resent
I feel we have great and caring heart like female
In some of the fields they have outwitted males
Females have proved great artists and poets
Remain in doors still all fronts keeping very quiet
So much to learn from their feminist look and nature
They are great philosopher even if not fully matured
The motherly and caring nature all that very much assure
At least I feel honestly secured of near future
We may have different character inbuilt
We may show favor and make some tilt
Still they outsmart us in every field and make move
They have made their presence known and need not prove
Time and again it is male very clear
I hear it number of times and pleases ears
All stories about them have vanished like yesteryears
They are dear alright but so much to be afraid of or fear
They are submissive but not to the extent beyond limit
They have dedication and will power to show and exhibit
We can not be unsecured or unsafe in their orbit
It will be too naïve to disregard or praise little bit
We are soft and fragile on women
Even though we are wild animal but appear as strong man
Not all the men derive their strength from women partners
Still they remain as driving force to be reckoned with care
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't break up
We were drawn initially by outer show
I too was immature and did not grow
We threw all our lots to beautiful dreamland
Moved hand in hand freely in fairy’s land
Don’t breakup as I had been yours
Number of beautiful dreams was ours
We decided to make it heaven
We cared for little things even
It was never you who let me down
You always praised my eyes brown
You just preferred me and not by noun
You had promised me let go even crown
I found earth so wonderful
All ponds and rivers had water full
Nature too appeared fine and not dull
App appeared wonderfully nice and cool
Clear sky with glittering bright stars
Silver shining rays seemed with no distance far
Suddenly it became known it was going to dry
It was going different way I don’t know why?
I had heard many times happy relation end very soon
There was to be autumn for end of boom
Nothing was to be worked out in closed room
Happiness was to end with decadence of gloom
Nothing was moving on expected lines
Everything in doldrums with absolutely no fines
What was I to do with sudden “U-turn?
Watch its early demise and tearfully mourn
I had offered everything that was to be done
All with sincerity and sparing efforts none
Still it was proving hard nuts to crack
Life train was not moving and skidding off the track
Life can move on easily with two fine wheels
Clear understanding with powerful will
What efforts do I make to make it more worthwhile?
Simple devotion and to walk for an extra mile
I am almost pushed to the deep corner
I have explored all possibilities to garner
I am not sure of succeeding in new Endeavour
I only want his support and not simple favor
I think it is crucial that both should hold together
No worldly things influence us or bother
We try to follow and understand each other
Though it is very simple to inch further
The total mess should end up in healthy relation
Break up must be ruled out as out of question
How to move further should be the main criteria?
Not to woo each other or making fresh plea
I will hold it fast unto end of life
You need not prove to be an ideal wife
What may make it worth while and trust worthy?
There should be real trust and not simple apathy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Enemy within
Don’t breakup as I had been yours
Number of beautiful dreams was ours
We decided to make it heaven
We cared for little things even
We were drawn initially by outer show
I too was immature and did not grow
We threw all our lots to beautiful dreamland
Moved hand in hand freely in fairy’s land
It was never you who let me down
You always praised my eyes brown
You just preferred me and not by noun
You had promised me let go even crown
I found earth so wonderful
All ponds and rivers had water full
Nature too appeared fine and not dull
App appeared wonderfully nice and cool
Clear sky with glittering bright stars
Silver shining rays seemed with no distance far
Suddenly it became known it was going to dry
It was going different way I don’t know why?
I had heard many times happy relation end very soon
There was to be autumn for end of boom
Nothing was to be worked out in closed room
Happiness was to end with decadence of gloom
Nothing was moving on expected lines
Everything in doldrums with absolutely no fines
What was I to do with sudden “U-turn?
Watch its early demise and tearfully mourn
I had offered everything that was to be done
All with sincerity and sparing efforts none
Still it was proving hard nuts to crack
Life train was not moving and skidding off the track
Life can move on easily with two fine wheels
Clear understanding with powerful will
What efforts do I make to make it more worthwhile?
Simple devotion and to walk for an extra mile
I am almost pushed to the deep corner
I have explored all possibilities to garner
I am not sure of succeeding in new Endeavour
I only want his support and not simple favor
I think it is crucial that both should hold together
No worldly things influence us or bother
We try to follow and understand each other
Though it is very simple to inch further
The total mess should end up in healthy relation
Break up must be ruled out as out of question
How to move further should be the main criteria?
Not to woo each other or making fresh plea
I will hold it fast unto end of life
You need not prove to be an ideal wife
What may make it worth while and trust worthy?
There should be real trust and not simple apathy
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No More Living Dead, Zombie Kids
What do you think you are doing
to these kids?
Please stop destroying these kids' minds!
Are you that cold-hearted?
Don't you care?
Maybe you don't. But I do.
Don't you remember back when
you had feelings
for your wife, girlfriend,
husband, boyfriend,
mother, father,
grandma, grandpa,
or brother or sister, or friend?
So please let these kids
live a normal life
instead of being the living dead zombies.
Let the boys be boys
Let the girls be girls.
Let them show feelings,
show emotions, show love.
I want to hear their laughter,
hear them chatter kids talk.
I want to see them play,
run, learn, just having fun.
Let these kids live and grow
a normal life.
They could be the future mother,
future father,
future husband, wife,
future author, writer or a poet,
future president,
future owner of a company,
future farmer, future teacher, etc....
But they can't
if you keep on feeding them
with these killer drugs.
Please for once listen to somebody
even me.
You know who I'm talking to...
it's you the one who sells
and manufactures
cocaine, crank, LSD, marijuana,
acid, etc....
Maybe it's too late for you
to live a normal life
But don't let it
be too late for the kids
if you really care.
Please no more living dead,
zombie kids.
poem by Noreen Ann Jenkins
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Woes And Wonders
Show me a city full of happiness,
Then i will show you the effect of their weakness.
Show me a man who is full of himself,
Then i will show you why he's a fool to himself.
Show me your success today,
And i will show you your mistakes of yesterday.
Show me a community not far from the mountain,
Then i will show you why their security is certain.
Show me a holy man,
Then i will show you why he's called a human.
Show me a man who is not afraid of death,
Then i will show him the theory of birth.
Show me an ocean of misery,
Then i will show you how to swim in victory.
Tell me the meaning of ' STOP ',
Then i will show you the way to the top.
Show me your best friend,
Then i will show you where your dreams will end.
Show me a good and caring heart,
And i will show you why it hasn't been torn apart.
Show me your hall of pain,
Then i will show you all what u've gain.
Show me an exceptional reader,
Then i will show you a great leader.
Show me a way to financial prosperity,
Then i will show you a way to heavenly security.
Show me a great man of all time,
Then i will show you his footprint on the sand of time.
Show me a problem you can't solve,
Then i will show you why you haven't use the solution called love.
Show me a world full of fantasy,
Then i will show you the pain behind a life full of ecstasy.
Show me a kingdom built with wrath,
Then i will show you how much it is worth.
Show me a man with a problem free life,
Then i will show you why he hasn't gotten a wife.
Show me all of earth's pleasure,
Then i will show you why heaven is the place to be beyond all measure
poem by Stanley Oguh
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A search for face
II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely
It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start
I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week
It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry
I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider
The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace
No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed
No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask
Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond
it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather
What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured
Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity
it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny
I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Woman only
For centuries wee have silenced their voice
There have tolerated it without making much noise
There is great leap forward and they are ready to poise
We may be compelled to accede without having any choice
It is disgusting to note and observe the pathetic scene
The modus opendi and cruelty on large scale is never seen
What a tortuous way or humiliation to undergo?
How can any sensitive human being forgo?
Were they all meant to bring misfortune or ill fate?
Why all their contribution has been realized very late?
Still we acknowledge less and try to under rate
This is really unfortunate and there is not much to state
A wrong illusion for centuries to paint them as sex medium
Throw all the filth and still celebrate the ceremony as year of millennium?
There is awakening all over and now room for any harassment
Man folk must ready for itself and face the possible embarrassment
“Let a woman learn in silence, submission.'
is it frank guilt and now open for admission?
Have we not committed enough of torture?
Condemning them forver and blackening the future
Why they only come forward and should learn?
We never try to bother or concern?
Till that is going to be materiazed for days ahead
We as nation or race may be considered as completely dead
What is advocated in public forum is not heeded?
Some what bold step or initiative is needed
An equal force with caliber and strength is in race
We got to be brave enough to admit and face
It is not sex alone that we need their participation
There is much more in store for revelation
Everything is to be weighed carefully in strengthening the relation
There has to come much more enthusiasm with honest indication
We are fast moving society with more yet to be done
The days of past calculation and misconception has gone
We got to say it emphatically and give their rightful place
It will be misfortune if they are denied their position in case
How can we deny that we owed so much to their well being?
There could have been so many tragedies if they had failed to bring
All their obligations in most shamble and humiliating way
They have stood their ground well and preferred to stay
I shall bow my head with respect
It will be nobility on my part to act
Stand for equality and rightful position
All that may matter for future composition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa you too....part II
I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while
If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,
One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,
I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind
I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile
was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?
I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?
I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,
You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,
Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,
Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,
had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,
So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,
I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A papa in same boat
I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while
If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,
One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,
I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind
I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile
was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?
I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?
I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,
You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,
Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,
Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,
had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,
So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,
I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Greatest Love Of All
(l. creed/m. masser)
I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride
To make it easier
Let the childrens laughter
Remind us how we used to be
Everybodys searching for a hero
People need someone to look up to
I never found anyone who fulfilled my need
A lonely place to be
So I learned to depend on me
Chorus:
I decided long ago
Never to walk in anyones shadow
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I lived as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They cant take away my dignity
Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
Is the greatest love of all
(repeat 1st stanza and chorus)
And if by chance that special place
That youve been dreaming of
Leads you to a lonely place
Find your strength in love
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Mother, O Mother
Mother O Mother, You Are Great
Mother O Mother you are great,
All the problems solve in any state,
Still we find there is no hate,
Each and everyone you make your mate,
Love is in your heart, your work is very smart,
All your whole life you carry the home-cart,
In your job there is no wait,
Mother, O Mother you are great.
Working all the time,
To make our things fine,
Guiding always to be far from crime,
In your work there is no late,
Mother O Mother you are great,
Caring for us, praying for us,
Struggling for us, standing for us,
With your efforts, make our bright fate,
Mother O Mother you are great,
You are my lord, you are my God,
In your service there is no fraud,
With your blessings, life is always set,
Mother O Mother you are great.
poem by Prakash Joshi
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A beautiful figure
I used to stare at beautiful figure
Why I preferred it? Am not quietly sure
It was something I felt deserved our attention
Nice words of praise with very good mention
I considered my self as one of the most handsome
This view may be shared by not all but some
It is not bad to feel good for self and enjoy
It may be good reason to feel happy with joy
I may stand in front of mirror and quietly murmur
Look body from all the angles and whisper
How much thrill it used to send that I don’t know?
But it was definitely self elation matter anyhow
I was laughed at in many public places
I will look at smart and beautiful faces
My close friends may come near and cut jokes
I will scorn them to shut the unnecessary poke
T was hurting me if someone to comment badly
I will not accept it lightly and think over it sadly
It was matter of deep insult cause for worry
It was anguish for me but surely felt very sorry
Who will not like few words of praise?
You will step out if few more good words are raised
You will be inflated with air in body
It will be known as proud moment for anybody
I think I am not exception in this race
There may be lots of people with such case
They will be suffering from personal syndrome
They will be living in their on world and feel very much at home
I knew from outset that beauty may fade away
Still it was necessary to feel in special way
Not all people are gifted with fine and attractive figure
They seem to think to have bright prospectus with future
If one lives under false impression and feel same
He must be prepared to share some blame
Many may not like the outer beauty and comment adversely
Still it will be his cool temperament that will not accept it as remorse
The mirror may reflect exactly what you are
The person may know reality for being how far?
It will be best suited to his temperament
The gain will be seen from positive point at any moment
It is good not to be carried away
You will not be in position to have permanent sway
Any natural object has to die or perish
It is quite to have close finish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Beautiful Reflection
I used to stare at beautiful figure
Why I preferred it? Am not quietly sure
It was something I felt deserved our attention
Nice words of praise with very good mention
I considered my self as one of the most handsome
This view may be shared by not all but some
It is not bad to feel good for self and enjoy
It may be good reason to feel happy with joy
I may stand in front of mirror and quietly murmur
Look body from all the angles and whisper
How much thrill it used to send that I don’t know?
But it was definitely self elation matter anyhow
I was laughed at in many public places
I will look at smart and beautiful faces
My close friends may come near and cut jokes
I will scorn them to shut the unnecessary poke
T was hurting me if someone to comment badly
I will not accept it lightly and think over it sadly
It was matter of deep insult cause for worry
It was anguish for me but surely felt very sorry
Who will not like few words of praise?
You will step out if few more good words are raised
You will be inflated with air in body
It will be known as proud moment for anybody
I think I am not exception in this race
There may be lots of people with such case
They will be suffering from personal syndrome
They will be living in their on world and feel very much at home
I knew from outset that beauty may fade away
Still it was necessary to feel in special way
Not all people are gifted with fine and attractive figure
They seem to think to have bright prospectus with future
If one lives under false impression and feel same
He must be prepared to share some blame
Many may not like the outer beauty and comment adversely
Still it will be his cool temperament that will not accept it as remorse
The mirror may reflect exactly what you are
The person may know reality for being how far?
It will be best suited to his temperament
The gain will be seen from positive point at any moment
It is good not to be carried away
You will not be in position to have permanent sway
Any natural object has to die or perish
It is quite to have close finish
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Her Own Axies
The earth rotates on its own axis
It has some theory behind or thesis
Scientists have proved it beyond doubt
There remains nothing to talk about
It may have many reasons to support
But as mother, I have only one destination and port
The ship has already anchored safely
I have reason to breathe happily
Whole of world is around me and my children
That gives me real joy when they are not near even
The thought about their being with me is enough
I have every reason to feel happy and make laugh
All mothers of world are of same brand and nature
They find nothing in children except bright future
The sun may rise or not but children may make her day
Hardship or no hardship, she has to feel it in same way
Modern, poor, rich or working class woman
They are extra ordinary and simply act as human
Their own interest comes as secondary object
They love to die for new born with known fact
We are all aware of such beautiful world
Where mother has special position to hold
At no place they are reminded about the role or told
It is their inherent feeling and we all feel secured in that fold
If women had only one role as mother
Who could go against her wish and tend to differ?
Cruelty and other things pinch our heart
As she is the only one soul to be missed as real part
Lots of praises have been showered
Even words spoken may not have same intensity to have answered
It is mere recognition that stands good all the times
We are all committed to honor but falter sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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America s Strength (series #2)
As a youngster I began to wonder “ how this great nation came to be”.
People from all over the world looking for a new life to escape tyranny.
This became AMERICAS history.
Then we had our civil war and we fought as state to state.
We all became UNITED and that made this nation great.
So we put the two together and the UNITED STATES was formed.
Little did we know- that this would be the “ norm”.
Look around you, and you will see
Every ethnic group, that’s how we came to be.
AMERICA is not just a country, but a land
Where the bell of freedom rings
And from every country, its people it will bring.
AMERICA is a dream- a vision, a quest- if you must
But in this great nation we put all our trust.
So give us your humble, your poor, your weak
If freedom is what they seek.
This is what made this nation, and gave dreams to all mankind
For we will fight for this country, our lives we’ll put on the line.
We will get stronger, and you will weaken and die
For you can not break our spirit, no matter how you try.
“ now many will say I’m a dreamer”
But that’s how this world came to be
Every small dream has become a reality.
We wanted to hide the pictures and videos
From our children of what you had done.
Because we had felt that they was much to young.
Now we’ve decided to teach and show them about
This cowardly act, and to give them knowledge
And show them all the facts.
poem by Louis Rams
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Mother in all forms
I reflected in one of my poem
“O, mother you are one and no other”
Let whole world go mad but you never bother
We find no parallel as
Female as small daughter is full of smiles
Help us to grow fast even if happiness is away by miles
With her innocent smile we tend to forget
Not seized with worries and leave it or let
Bridge the gap when there is rift
Emotional binding when required the lift
So beautiful daughter as you seemed to be
Life was all heaven when you proved to be honey bee
All sweetness in life as life passed by
We are longing to hear your loud cry
You have gone away to play role in life
Important one and so vital as loving wife
As I hear, you changed a lot in your new role
Proved to be good mother and shared as whole
Was it not lovely to be loved in family?
Blame on solder even for mistakes silly
You continued to sail through rough weather
In severe cold did not wear jacket leather
It was your devotion and kind gesture
As you saw bright tomorrow with glorious future
As mother in law you proved to be tough guy
Could not tolerate rough talk and reckless buy
Always pointing at simple mistakes
No one was prepared to heed and take
You could not forgo your well laid ground
Did not see reason and lacuna found
You forgot to realize you were much loved one day
Why could not you adjust in coming day?
It is not your fault but with mad race
We want to swim with no odds to face
May not be situation with you alone
Sweet were those days when completely gone
Try to be honest which is always seen
Not to create panic with unruly scene
Prove the name worth with mother and modest
Older you grow but still be the best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What a way to reassure!
What a way to reassure on face?
Lovely beauty with visible trace
God has sent beautiful reminder on earth
Take her care else face the ugly death
It is your duty to acclaim and adore
Not all flowers may attract any more
Yet we do believe and praise in precise terms
As they have noble part to play as mother, sister and daughter in turn
Not all girls are gifted with moon face
Not all the shine given away to any race
Hilly areas have their own reflection
Whole beauty is reflected with positive indication
They are not selfish so far as their role is concerned
Good looking girls are preferred and very fast cornered
They have demand and rightly can be said so
They find king's offer if royal family gives clear go
Our history is full of wars and their sacrifices
Empires have been lost due to words given with promises
Certainly out look matters but their nature and dedication too
We have witnessed, observed it and passed through
How come that is working as magnetic pull?
How come they look so pretty and beautiful?
God only can answer as it is blessings from divine seat
We only look outer beauty, appearance and express joy at
The garden may have elegance with lot many flowers
It may add more beauty with little dazzling and rainy showers
Family may gain prominence with females having brilliance coupled with beauty
Gain prominence all-round and have upper hand with blessings from almighty
It is natural feeling and common fact
We are guided but sometimes forced to act
To protect honor and dignity of woman becomes prestige issue
Only some of the people may think reason behind it and rightly view
I, for my part, will appreciate it in any form
That has not come up all of sudden or born
It is definitely a graceful act on part of creator
That we live to witness such flowers from mentor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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