A nice moments
There was no disappointment
It was always full of encouragement
There were no sad or tragic moments
Everything was in order with nice movements
She may stay with me politely
The time too spent was quitely
There were no changes coming lately
It remained calm and peaceful and grately
I loved the peaceful scene at home
I may sleep soundly on foam
It was not quite amusment
I was feeling nice with the treatment
It did not distrub me at any juncture
I clearly saw happy life and future
I had every reason to feel assured
The joy and happiness were not meant to be measured
Wife was causing me little worry
I tried to assess but came out with sorry
I could go no deep any furhter
I continued to wonder and bother
She may not reveal her plan
She had not imposed any ban
She was as easy as this before
I had absolutely less worries therefore
She was not leaving me high and dry
This question did occure to me and why?
She may turn her head and feel very shy
I too was cautiously not making desparate try
She may have her reasons for not feeling well
She was at her advantage for nicely to tell
I ccould have taken it very lightly and at ease
I would have atleast rested mind with peace
She may not at any cost try to reveal
It is not her desire to concceal
I too go afterf her sentiments and try to know
But finlly she had decided all weight to throw
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Honor To Rememeber
Not a day might have been passed
From your memory to be glanced
Such a happy and long union
With a long time wife as companion
I congratulate it in earnest
As it has remained very best
Coming days must be fruitful
As it has been very much successful
Life as such is beautiful
We have everything in plentiful
Only it should be spent with happiness
All the time it must be seen on the face
Days and years have turned into decades
But memory remains fresh and never fades
You are moved with the happy moments
As life was always challenging with movements
When you sit on the bench alone
You feel happy and not lone
It is nice to feel about past life
When everything had been quiet from wife
So rejoice at long and comfortable inning
You have scored all the goals as winning
Nothing remains now to be seen as failure
Life was happy at all the times for very much sure
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Just Relaxing
Just relaxing myself and feeling so nice. Things feel to be so nice as nothing else seems to be on my mind right now. Even the dark appears to be so bright. Right now I am actually thinking that can life actually be so nice? I do not hate anybody, since I just want to love and care. Please, do not hate me because I mean no harm. Do not misunderstand me. Trusting me may be difficult to do, although I mean no harm. Just want to be peaceful, very peaceful.
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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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A simple evening
An evening to remember and forget
All friends together and memories to let
Sitting around and gossiping of whole day
Make some news to come out of way
All funny episodes to comeon surface
Each one to narrate the speciality ofcase
How one goes ahead in private meeting?
Wht do they converse while greeting?
It is nice gathering and simple exchange
On e gets lighter by disclosing and able to manage
It is nothing but sharing of happy moments
Cutting jokes among and passing of comments
It is beautiful to share about love and pain
Nice suggestions for good harvest and rain
Spending time with would be bride
Is it not the matter of pride?
What is life actually about?
Happiness but not always fall out
Full of worries yet no sorrows
Carfyl planning about future and tomorrow
Evening is not for upsetting of events
It is right setting of happy moments
Get to gether means a lot to friends
All worries and problems come to an end
Sun might have set but for us it is sunshine
No hurry for sleep and no worry to dine
To come of worries and feel very fine
This is fine moment and live life line
Wh has the time in life to spend?
Who can take care and befriend?
Who bothers about others hardships?
When one’s own life is like aground ship
It is utilization happy bursts
It is needed and must
Nothing else will come to your rescue
If you had no plan and any other clue
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An evening to remember
An evening to remember and forget
All friends together and memories to let
Sitting around and gossiping of whole day
Make some news to come out of way
All funny episodes to comeon surface
Each one to narrate the speciality ofcase
How one goes ahead in private meeting?
Wht do they converse while greeting?
It is nice gathering and simple exchange
On e gets lighter by disclosing and able to manage
It is nothing but sharing of happy moments
Cutting jokes among and passing of comments
It is beautiful to share about love and pain
Nice suggestions for good harvest and rain
Spending time with would be bride
Is it not the matter of pride?
What is life actually about?
Happiness but not always fall out
Full of worries yet no sorrows
Carfyl planning about future and tomorrow
Evening is not for upsetting of events
It is right setting of happy moments
Get to gether means a lot to friends
All worries and problems come to an end
Sun might have set but for us it is sunshine
No hurry for sleep and no worry to dine
To come of worries and feel very fine
This is fine moment and live life line
Wh has the time in life to spend?
Who can take care and befriend?
Who bothers about others hardships?
When one’s own life is like aground ship
It is utilization happy bursts
It is needed and must
Nothing else will come to your rescue
If you had no plan and any other clue
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Nice
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
Verse 1
Take the beautiful sting of a scorpio,
A careless smile and it begins to snow,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
That I've got this thing about you,
In case you don't understand,
There's something else I meant to tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 2
Staying up with the moon,
And walking home in the rain,
Mixed with your perfume and never twice the same,
I got a lot to lose but everything to gain,
When I really think about it You haven't got a clue,
It's all that I can do to hide it!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 3
Did I already say?
Because you make me forget,
I might as well be brave and tell you,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
Will it hurt as much being true?
I might as well be brave and tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Yeah i'm feeling,
And it's feeling So nice!
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Rights and reasons
You have all the rights and reasons to feel elated
As it is personal and closely related
You may be feeling warm and impatient
But yes it is time to wait for and be resilient
You might have your ship anchored and docked
Your might have quenched your thrust but desire still not knocked
Oh! What a joy and enjoyment when he will be greeting!
With powerful embrace and drive for meeting
He is home coming shortly as in these years you wanted
The idea to remain close was all that hunted
After all you were not as helpless as predicted
But all those years with patience and waited
I have no reason to feel perturbed
I have remained calm and he never disturbed
He used to invade my memory and stay for long
This was felt immensely in me to flow along
Male member has always played dominant factor
He has remained at the centre and played as an actor
We as female has nothing more claim when he is around
Peace, stability and happiness is assured and found
I had chosen him at first sight when we had met
I thought at once that he will sure be my mate
He also felt the same and responded with response
We were to be merged in one at once
He had to leave abroad for compelling reasons
He never compromised with principles and carried on
I had relied on him with utmost good faith
He too had promised to accompany till the death
We had little time in remaining together
He had, in fact, to move out and go still further
We had very happy moments to spend with and enjoy
Now he was returning to me and I dreamed it with joy
I can‘t predict about others and their views
As it may be tiring and worrisome for few
No female with married status may remain for long times
But I knew its importance and tolerated for some more times
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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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Walk along with me
Son, join and walk along with me
Even though it may not be interesting and free
Still I must bring it to your mind and reveal
What we have in home today is not real!
You are unaware of certain practical things
We have involved in many shoddy deals to get something
For our bright future and making it towards betterment
To enjoy it with you all and make happy moments
You are quite intelligent and may grasp it easily
Why I am dwelling at length and happily?
No one is sure of tomorrow and I am no exception
Nothing should be left behind with burning questions
I shall speak to you with practical angle
Life may be posed with so many triangles
You may have to deal it with sense of real man
As it may have to witness different approach as human
Nothing comes in hand without hard struggle
Life may be difficult and full of troubles
Yet I must advise you not to get disturbed and loose the hope
There is steep rise of the hill with dangerous slopes
I looked around to see son and to my dismay found him away
He had seen some children playing and found his way
He was free from all worries as I had just imaginedd
He was yet not a fully grown man and trained
I cut a sorry figure and looked toward sky
There was nothing more to think of and ask why
You can’t forecast forcible future today and plan
As there may be enough of water in pond for swan
We need not worry much about tomorrow
As I had taken enough of precaution now
It is possible nothing may turn out wrong
Yet the eventuality can’t be tackled for a song
It is nice to reveal to all the family members
They must, if not all, but certain things to remember
Hard work and strategy planned in advance does not fail
Only best efforts must be put and chance availed
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Old age home
How much did you spend on my raising? ”
“What was your total cost for me nursing? ”
”What have you done so far for my education”
Blasted son at parent as if feeling suffocation,
I may pay each and every pie you spent on me,
You would have offered me water instead of tea,
I should have not died for the want of food,
It would have been nice and done me a good,
I will pay even for your feeding,
It causing me anger and internal bleeding,
Why should I suffer for views conceding?
Chances to stay with you are now receding,
If you prefer staying away I may arrange,
May not be so economical but soon manage,
But can’t pull on together with your presence,
Peace and calm will prevail in your absence,
I shall prefer old age home,
You may stay with ease and roam,
Life is made hell with daily bickering,
Old home age better for living and catering,
I am in state of despair,
No amount of efforts can repair,
No let up on both sides,
Wife threaten and parent confide,
Threats from both sides to commit suicide,
I am in dilemma what to do and decide,
I am fed up with unrest,
Not enough time to have even rest,
Both attempting more and try their best,
I am only on agenda waiting for test,
Which side I should take?
What decision I should make?
Should I make the reason fake?
Or end the life by jumping in lake,
I may not end life,
But please only wife,
Parent should go,
Rest I can forgo,
I may sustain criticism,
But not stand favoritism,
My conscious may not allow,
But instructions I have to follow
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Golden Page
Husband is rare animal
Wife may feel happiness on his arrival
He is only cute and obeying pet
Obliges all the requests and let
What does she do then?
Looks after all small needs even
Fine gesture when leaves home
In the evening at gate to welcome
She knows husband is pipeline
Her only way for survival and lifeline
She can’t force any sideline
As he has already drawn the line
What compels them not to divide?
Care for each other and provide
All comforts and solace in grief
Keep relations sweet and still brief
Rather to be happy for kin
Both are happy and very keen
It is reflected and seen
The world had nicely been
They are indeed
A bridge in need
What they are really expected?
Sentiments and love for each other respected
Wife may look like knife
Double edged weapon to create strife
Still eager for peace
As life to be spent at ease
Let all wives come on stage
Celebrate the occasion with advancement of age
Write with golden words about nice cage
Make all borderlines glitter with golden page
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Life
Life is after all life
Whether you lead peacefully or with full of strife
It has to be spent either way
Casual or with noble and purposeful way
Life can never have different yardstick
Even birds have understood when they speak
Arrival of their new born in the nest
As if to celebrate it with fun and live at best
How nice they take care of new born?
Even rich or poor also enjoy same way even if life is fully torn
It is natural and almighty has given
The same sense of feeling and interwoven
Let us not enlarge area of operation
As it gives rise then to deterioration
If one can't look after its own affair at home
How can he withstand outside pressure and welcome
I picked the sense of birds and evaluated
How peaceful was their life and nicely related?
To build nest in time and take full care
Even to face the presence when some one goes near or dares
In blind quest we sometimes sacrifice real happiness
That may make him restless and not shown on face
If life is given for peaceful living and with purpose
It must be made amply clear and must be chosen
Let is build high rise buildings or make living in space
It has to be made with sense barring the mad race
After all it is for our living and that must be borne in mind
Love, affection, relation are all for us not to go blind
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It’s Nice
It’s nice to bring a smile
to a face sad and forlorn.
It’s nice to raise a laugh
when someone’s feeling down.
Some friends can do that
as a matter of course.
They make you feel special
when you don’t feel it.
It’s nice to chase someone’s blues away
when their world has dragged them down.
It’s nice to make them feel special
when they don’t feel that way about themselves,
but that is what friends are for,
to be there when you’re down
and turn your frown upside down.
It nice when we do this,
and we should do it more,
for making people happy
with laughter and a smile
is not really a chore.
If we all did it more often,
can you imagine
just how our world would be?
Probably filled with sunshine instead of pain.
15 July 2008
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Leaving This Town
I love to see you oh my love
I want to feel you near
My need is deep inside
Well Ive been rolling on, Ive been holding on, Id like you to know
That its been a long, long time
Sometimes its hard to make it through the day
Sometimes its hard to find my way
Sometimes its hard to notice the changing days
When your friends have all gone
Leaving this town for another one
The night is coming round
I can feel the weight of coming down,
So afraid to lose this dream
I want you to understand that Im trying to do the best I can
Its so easy to lose my way
Lay your head where you may find some peace
Ive been searching for my happiness
Dont you want to wake up and take my love,
Id be happy if youd let me know
Should I stay or go
Let me know
Woke from a dream to see reflections all around me, of new realities,
Heavenly angels wont you guide me please help me to decide the path most
Meant for me.
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Goldie By Name
It is good for health to miss
To feel some thing short of kiss
But a nice feeling and belonging
It is how one should feel with nice beginning
I have always missed beautiful friends
They have brought joy and happiness till the end
Some of then have stayed for longer time
Some of them have left in between sometimes
Neither has it had to do anything with social standing
Nor with the attachment of secret understanding
It is the feeling within that makes person to miss
Always wish for progress in life with happiness
One of my female friends has lot more to do
She had some thing special to prove true
I compared her to that of 'Cuckoo' bird
As she had nice voice cord to be heard
I still tease her as goldie*
I sharpen attack by add her as an oldie
She is in fact gold mines
Rich in culture and language she clearly defines
Not all people can endure your senseless attack
But she is liberal and lays stress to attach
More on human qualities than anything as personal
This I consider as human asset than with any trouble
She has appetite for occasional poetry
I go on large way with full flow from battery
I don't know how far I may survive in this race
Yet I have lot more to reveal than to hide on face
Lucky people are those who have many or less friends
One should long for large contacts with conceptual trend
It may help to know the mind of people living very far
As we see wide sky with twinkling small stars
I sum up by saying simple word
I miss all and wish to look forward
It may not become possible to meet them in person
But yes we all can feel good with very good reasons
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Shaken in bed
I lay completely shaken in bed
So many years have been passed
The past is not allowing me to sleep
Even though I have tried desperately to give slip
They were days of full boom
I was at full of my youth and remained in room
Totally unconcerned with out side world
As it seemed to me nothing and very cold
I was dragged into controversy
As I had been drawn into by beauty
I was all in for attaining her by all means
She was not easy pry to lay a hand and declare win
Some notorious idea ran in mind
It all pushed me to dark side and made blind
It I was not to get her then nobody would
Even if I have to starve for the want of food
That devilish idea had made me completely ruined
I was in no peace and absolutely out of mind
I was more of her than more of me
Totally blinded and absolute slave not feeling free
She may her compelling reasons
She was not at all conceding to me as nice person
I had rage within but restrained with calm
Many times I glanced with lines in the palm
Nothing was read clearly as palmists sometimes claim
I was curiously trying at them but not to blame
As it happens in the final love stage
I was not at all to be confused with age
I shelved the idea of pursuing
With sole purposed of no threat issuing
It was pure intention of allowing her own way
I was slowly drifting and staying away
Now many years later I am still hunted by memory
Even though I am happy at this age and feel no sorry
As those were the days of prime youth and adventure
I was not all concerned with career and bright future
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Few months ago
He left me in lurch few months ago
It did hurt me immensely not to forgo
It forced me to retaliate in turn
You were determined not to return
What was coming in between to humiliate?
How desperately was I forced it to relate?
The sadness and grief has come very late
As I was never cursing the luck or fate
How could I reveal that I had your baby?
Taking shape in womb and I felt so pity
This was fact of life and in fact reality
You have blown it out in its entirety
It was months after that I decided
I shall bear it along and strictly confided
Taken vow not to reveal to anybody
As you had now become nobody
You wrote number of times to know
Exactly what was in my mind to forgo?
Was that ego coming in between or false pride?
Is that the only reason to reveal or hide?
I continuously wept for months
I could have preferred silent death
Alas! I could do it but oh! For baby
She was coming in life as reality
You started again submissively
I felt it was all in sincerity and positively
Why at all that thing like distrust took place?
What was there now left to save the face?
You had come to know earlier about pregnancy
We had longed for it and continued with frequency
It was all for our future happiness and desire
Until one day you dropped bomb shell with satire
You had some doubts about its origin
You feared I had lived in margin
It unbearable came as bolt from blue
I was unable to think it right and view
It was still not late before making it public
We had different views with some logic
There is no medicine available to cure distrust
The faith is foundation for any relation and is must
I can assertively claim it as true with foot down
We can claim it legitimate and of our own
I have no desire to expose it to any radiation hazard
I realize everything will go well now onward
Will that be again home coming?
Will you be there for baby welcoming?
Let it be homeward and final comeback
We shall take it right with correct track
Life is not impossible to spend with reasons unknown
Only little care and understanding is to be made known
There may be temporary setback for little misunderstanding
Otherwise all decisions and steps are known and binding
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What A Feeling
Nows the time when this will turn to fruit
All the poppies gonna push up through
And I can see the ground below
The places that I know, disappearing
And I can see the winter fade
I dont feel so afraid its clearing
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Life is only half way in our hands
Years have passed while I was making plans
And I could never find the words
I always felt absurd, and always outside
But now I know I shouldnt care
Theres a song already there
Waiting inside
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
And I can feel the crock unwind
The parts of me I tied are running
And all the birds are in my head
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
Oh, what a feeling
The laughter that was dead is coming
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
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She slammed
She slammed the door from the back
She was outrageous and had developed a crack
She was burning from within and ready to strike
I ran fast and fled away on motorbike
I had loved her from my heart
It had very nice and flawless start
She meant to be everything for me
We used to visit frequently and felt very free
She would not let me know her mind
I tried very hard to know and find
It failed me in my attempt miserably
Yet I felt it nice and spent the time happily
For her the love was super most in all the way
She may mind it and take seriously any way
I took enough care not to offend her
This thought hunted me for ever
No one should hurt or cause the flicker
It must be permanent like sticker
It should not dislodged from any temptation
As it has been firmly placed out of question
She may address me with so many nick names
I will accept happily but will not claim
She may feel very happy and keep me in good humor
I took it as no insult but accepted with pride and honor
Somebody has to forgo little for love sake
It is beautiful relation but like sour and sweet cake
Person who has everything may also feel cheated
And who has not availed it may also feel neglected
Somebody tried to prove her by maligning
I was painted as bad man and incapable of aligning
I would dump her anytime and anywhere
She decided to break the relation and challenged me to dare
I knew the opponent well
She was perfect match to reveal
I spoke sincerely and did not conceal
She thought it game and did not consider real
This made to think fresh
I moved with haste and dashed
She took it differently and lost control
I took it final end and finally decided to call off
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