A ninth in row
I am filled with joy
I want it to be enjoyed
It is special occasion
I want grand celebration
Ordinary man does it ordinarily
I want to do it happily
It is unique day with some importance
I have touched 900 poems at once
I never knew it will touch the mark
I flew in sky and mind had little spark
It was joyous event and moment
I couldn’t remain quiet and silent
Not few words for self praise
It is definitely booster for moral raise
On does it with high aim
There is nothing new to claim
It may go on and pile the score
It may be adding more and more
Still the joy is so much enormous
The efforts may be on and remain continuous
Anybody may dream to climb on ladder
Someone may try to be in front and act as leader
I may wish for me more and more readers
Let it find place among younger and elders
I have longed for long innings
There were few enjoyable evenings
I have starred at sky and watched moon
I have sweated more in after noon
It is not out come of single day
One has to face tortuous way
You may hope for bright ray
Pray to help for longer stay
It may grant you enough power with action
You may work more in proper direction
The success may take you very far
You may sill be not known as bright star
It may grant you self satisfaction
It is good feeling with indication
I shall swim across the waterway
I can monitor the progress with enough to say
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When frustration takes over
When frustration take position in driver’s sit,
Will not grant peace even thousands candles lit,
Peace and harmony are true essence and very fit,
Moral may lie very low when disturbances hit,
People may have distrust and look suspicious,
Earnest peace efforts may remain continuous,
When gravity of situation remain high and explosive,
Even mighty and might may not remain responsive,
Whole life time’s great work and achievement’s,
Will be on vane if not proper or no movements,
Slight error in judgment may turn events,
Solid material upon hit may find some dents,
Wrong notion and faulty planning,
Will be like railway crossing without manning,
You can’t hide face or runaway from the scene,
Your work may speak and deeds also seen,
Any mad man may come and fire point blank,
Never expose weakness but with the words thank,
You may not survive and meet death,
People may shed tears and offer wreath,
You may meet the challenge and go down,
Life may be lost and position without crown,
Name will be inscribed on marble plate,
Alas! That will last journey along with fate,
We have faced loss of lives with senior leaders,
High tributes paid and honoured by readers,
But who will come forward and strongly plead,
It will not be what you “did” but what were: “deeds
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A thought for self
How one can evaluate one’s self?
How pearl can be valued if put all the time in shelf?
It has to be put to test for assessment
It must meet favorable or adverse comment
It is how one get prominence
There is necessity hence
It has got bearing on our movement
One should feel very proud at the right moment
You can assert your self with authority
There must be clear move with clarity
It is not mechanical life that has to be pursued
We must judge the events that are ensued
One can go to any extent for the realization
There is no end to it or saturation
It can be over stretched to its limit
No one will ever give clean chit
Go and plan your action in constructive way
You may succeed and have positive say
What else you need to over come the drawbacks?
Shape the destiny even if you have to impose or crack
I am early riser with sun’s entry
All actions to follow with mind almost free
I try to remain as close as possible
With HIS blessings I remain stable
My day starts with HIS prayer,
Dark sides close their reign and open bright layer,
Birds fly in the sky and come on the roof top
It is their daily routine which continues non-stop,
Mild Sun rays fall on closed eyes and face
Struggle and thoughts and ready for race
Ground is ready and prepare for embrace
So the human beings too run from place to place
Their main concern to stay long on the scene
Continuous efforts are on and can be easily seen
It is for the survival and not to be lost
It has to be attained at any cost
I am not the different person from them
Every joyous moment please me and overwhelm
I shall be there to face the moment
Watch every steps with single movement
Day may have it’s up and down
Not so worried if people frown
I will have to wait till seeds are sown
To surface on scene as fully grown
Day may end with success or failure,
I may have full satisfaction and that is for sure
When I lay on bed with days thoughts
I may seriously assess about the battles fought
There is no room for deviation from course
It has to be met with success of course
What can prevent us from going ahead
If we plan properly and peacefully lead
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Slight Doubt
I couldn’t dream of hurting her modesty
Had not even slight doubt about her honesty
I was feeling good not out of pity
It was her wish to live in peace with amity
Many times she disclosed she was for relation
I was feeling high with joy and elation
I could not differentiate or make equation
To harm her or molest was out of question
Nights were cold deep and freezing
Sudden urge from within for opportunity seizing
Barren surroundings making me so dry and lonely
Thought of making her secure and homely
She may come right and straight without alarm
Recoiling like snake around chest and arm
Though not thinking of any fear or distance
Not a bad thought occurred in mind even for once
This is how she has come to rule and sway
Frustration and unhappiness may be miles away
I have new hope and bright sun shine with golden ray
I may dance to her tune with whatever she says
She occupies mind and full screen
I may not enthusiastic or very keen
It reflects on every movement
Makes me to feel great with glorious moments
She might be occupying pivotal position
My love may be ordinary or in transition
Sky may have big stars and bright moon
Ordinary star’s dream may be realized soon
I may not be able to hold her with firm grip
She may disappear. Go out of hand and slip
Well, I shall watch from distance her glory
Pray almighty not to end it with simple sorry
I may have very little offer
You may not fall for it and differ
Still I shall distantly show and remain in fray
Inviting with open arm to go away or stay
Is it not that love demands some graceful act?
We may deny it as matter of fact
Will it be proper to hide and seek?
Will it not be a sign of coward or weak?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
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Kind Gesture
I may not keep pace and go wrong
I have yet to cover path which is so long
I am blessed everything for a song
Find suitable and honourable place among
Let my pillow be stone
Ordinary life and no throne
Let me find and seek the solace
Allow me to see joy on people’s face
I may not remain so long and forever
Little sympathy and respect however
I may consider it blessings and gift
I want only mercy from you with little shift
I must honestly pray and confess
Don’t shower me with so much bless
It will make me headstrong and arrogant
So much wealth and fame beyond the want
I want to remain in your feet and pray
Honestly living with not in race or fray
I shall spend the life for poor and needy
Shall keep away from cheats and greedy
Kindly lead me from darkness to light
Vigilant eye to find what is wrong and right
I may fail to understand your power and might
Bestow me with kindness, vision or sight
I shall Endeavour to be good human being
Recitals of prayers and worthy songs to sing
Respect to all religions irrespective of faith
I may bow my head……………………
May find your blessing even in failure
Ailing mind to have definite cure
Not to cheat others and attempt to lure
Double the efforts to make win shot sure
All I need is your kind gesture
Nothing in particular or bright future
It may follow with your simple grace
Infuse me with kindness and love to embrace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An obsession
I have so many things in my possession
diamond, gold silver has not created any obsession
The wealth is multiplied without any efforts
the laden ships are still landing at ports
Everything is taking place at very ease
but it does not give me joy or please
People address me as wealthy man and tease
I am eager to use it for noble cause and release
What makes man to enjoy the moment?
the beautiful happenings around or hectic movements?
the worldly affairs or natural climate
which of the things stay near possibly to state
The noise atmosphere and wordy duals appeal no one
it has never found favor with poor, rich or any one
I had everything in my possession
still i prefer to stay away with clear obsession
You can never influence a person or mass
they are distinct and super in their own class
They have full freedom with total integrity
they know what is divinity and serenity
You may donate large sum for noble cause
it will not create deep impact because
you have been blessed with wealth
it is going for charity and good health
It may satisfy to the extent of donation
still it may not quality for equation
the wealth might have come through inheritance
it does not carry much weight or substance
The poems or songs created in His praise
leads to likes of many and enough to raise
your status as beloved and nice figure
no one could have got it for sure
The wealth may deplete and show the bottom
You may feel poor with unimaginable symptom
the verses and creations may take you to people's heart
what an innovative way of living near with lovely start
No gold or jewelry will grant you enough access
it may lie in abundance or in excess
it may still bother you as having very less
you will be suffering from tension and stress
What you loose as an ordinary poet?
much to gain by remaining very quiet?
no one can steal any of golden creation
as it is instrument for their recreation
I have lived with both but enjoyed only one
it has altogether changed my behavior and tone
I have touched the ground to experience is depth
it has enough of everything to be felt with strength
The music may never die out
you have nothing to fear or face the rout
there is uniqueness to feel about
it is proving as health tonic to feel stout
It takes you to a far off land
You can not fear for life or see anybody's hand
it is just an elevation to feel satisfaction
This is very nice and good indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's me
I am early riser,
Simple man but not wiser,
Try to remain as closer,
With HIS blessings never a looser,
My day starts with HIS prayer,
Dark sides close and open bright layer,
Serving birds feed on the roof top,
Daily routine which continues non-stop,
Mild Sun rays on closed eyes and face,
Struggle with thoughts and ready for race,
Ground ready with new ideas lace,
Find new ways from place to place,
Struggle to continue for survival,
Earnest efforts for genuine revival,
I shall be there to face the moment,
Watch every steps and single movement,
Day may have it’s up and down,
Not so worried with face more frown,
Will have to wait when seed is sown,
Surfacing on scene with full tree grown,
Day may end with success or failure,
Satisfaction I may have that is for sure,
When I lay on bed with feelings pure,
No room for deviation that I ensure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Deadly Cancer
It was diagnosed as deadly cancer
A disease now common but found with fewer
So much progress has been made in this direction
But patients suffer mental agony with medicine's reaction
Mother was not feeling well since many days
She may remain busy whole day and calmly stay
She knew very well that she is up with disease
But disclosed to me that it should not be made known please
I was elder among in the family and realized the importance
There was no hope at all and she was awaited with bleak chance
I knew she may remain with us for few more days or months
Then may be suddenly taken over by cruel death
Females generally suffer more with such kind diseases
The moment they marry their existence suddenly ceases
They are not only overpowered by lots of responsibility at home
But countered with numerous problems to tackle and welcome
I could clearly see worry lines on her face
But she won't allow any body to find trace
She will be smiling all the time and remain cheerful
As if life was defeat4d and she remained successful
Such was her dominating character
Sometimes she will make us to roar in laughter
Forgetting all the pains caused by incurable disease
She used to say 'Life must be spent always at ease'
I will direct look at her eyes and try to find out
Why she is always trying to be normal and talk about?
She was funny too and played with small kids
Never failed in her duty for providing the clear lead
She breathed her last with complete control
There was panic or any distress call
She called everybody near by her bed
Bade farewell and told some one for hymns to be heard
She closed her eyes very slowly
Face with beautiful smile and happily
She was not defeated till the last
As the end came peacefully but very fast
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Verses Form
To write well doesn't amount means to fight
It is well within ambit and right
The words come out in form of spirit of light
That flashes across mind and travel straight
The readers are wise enough
To pick what is smooth and what is rough!
A path that can satisfy their urgent need
Put control over worldly things and greed
Real poet is one that makes you laugh
Remains with you in happiness till last
Share grief with solace in real sense
Without adding any fuel to make you tense
Some of the poets unnecessarily force their views
Never come out of moon light and it's over view!
We can praise the nature but not exactly in imagery
It has something to do with human nature and misery
Many people prefer dark for the want of real guidance
That can't be provided by good books at once
It has to have ever lasting effect with bold assertion
Not to have any excuse at last minute of desertion
It is known from first instance
When words are put for acceptance
Readers come out with emphatic yes
Or no with annoyance on their face
I shall put it bluntly
The poems should not go silently
It has its own role to play
Remain at heart and permanently stay
What after all is the verses form?
When people remain loosely attached and well informed
We are committed to human cause
We can't afford to have even little pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Young Moon
Written by dewey bunnell and gerry beckley, 1994
Found on hourglass and highway.
Fascination with the light in your hair
A celebration, nothing else can compare
An invitation to share my life with you
Stepping forward, reaching out for your hand
Hear the music of the sea on the sand
Like a vision rising out of the blue
Looking like a
Young moon in the heavens
Mother to the stars
Young moon guide us tonight
Elevation to a place high above
The combination, you and me and our love
Determination to spend my life with you
Looking at you face to face with my world
A quiet beauty not like just any girl
Moving slowly from the dark into view
Looking like a
Young moon in the heavens
Mother to the stars
Young moon guide us tonight
We are here in this moment
Shining twice as bright
We are here for you to see
Bright lights, long shadows
Tonight, we can handle
All of the doubts we may hold inside
It is a new day, things are different now
Weve got each other
Well keep looking for that young moon
We are here in this moment
Shining twice as bright
We are here for all to see
Young moon in the heavens
Mother to the stars
Young moon guide us tonight
We are here in this moment
Shining twice as bright ...
song performed by by America
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Brightest Star
You are the brightest star
That I always watch every night
How will you know?
How will you notice?
Brightest star.
You do not mind me
I always whisper your name to the wind
i always dream of reaching you
to touch you and kiss you
And even own you
Yet how can I? I do not have the wings
I do not have a heavenly soul
You never notice me
O! Bright star!
So High and so bright
In the black sky and space
That own you
You always live there
And thrive in its black bosom
With the moon
On this day
I dream of becoming the sun
So I may have the power
To forget you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A wish from boy
How can I forget you on this auspicious day?
On this very date you brightened the day
You came on earth to show me the way
You are high hope and bright ray
I want to convey my deep feeling
Are you really in for it and willing?
I shall remain forever by your side
We may play together and go for ride
You did what all you could do
You insisted for what was true
You fought for me for what was due
You came to my help and tried to rescue
I shall remember your kind company
You were always eager to come with me and accompany
There were friends so many
You were like star and incomparable with any
Shall I wish for many more happy years?
All good advices pass through your ears
All success and fame may come to your way
You stay supreme and have your sway
It is little wish from your small friend
Friendship may flourish and not to an end
I wish to remain as close as ever
Your memory and company may stay forever
You never did any harm with malign intention
You stood for me with all its prevention
You bore all burnt and never mentioned
Your action was correct and never questioned
I was safe and secure under your arm
No one could cause any harm
Your maintained relation with all its warmth
I was my source with complete strength
All divine forces too favor true friendship
There is strength in true companionship
It can anchor you to destiny with care
Such bond can never be found anywhere
You appeared to apostle of peace
How you could maintain it at ease?
You were at full command with any move
You were worth and it has been proved
I wish all should get friend like you
You remained at pain but no one got clue
You laughed at any good or bad suggestion
Your integrity was never at doubt or out of question
Only lucky may find good friends
He may help to reach to an quarter ends
What else we can expect or hope for?
At least once he is there all could go well for sure
I shall pray to God for such friends in life
They may not bee seen I our entire life
They may remain with us for reasonable period
Everything moves on smoothly without conditions laid
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Desires and Disillusions
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a sky, so clear and bright
with stars like pearls in the oceans of galaxies
and a crescent moon that will smile at me
heaven, please make it real
i want that starry night to suddenly turn so dark
and from nowhere i would see a spark
a star will fall and will glitter at my sight
heaven, that star will fulfill my childish wish
and i will wish that she'll be with me tonight
together we will watch the rain of fire
with shooting stars in that starless romantic sky
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a star to send her my message
i want a star so that she won't forget
she will remember forever that flash of my love
heaven, that is my wish
a shooting star for my miss..
poem by Mhawi Rosero
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Teamwork’s Best
Let’s learn from birds what team-work is about!
Let birds teach us the advantages brought;
Let’s forge ahead in ‘We’s’ and not in ‘I’s’!
Let’s fly like birds together in life’s skies!
The leader bears the brunt along the way;
It has to fly ahead on, come what may;
It keeps the direction for birds behind;
The strong air-resistance, it does not mind!
The ‘V’ formation lessens air friction;
It helps all birds in ease of flight-action;
The wing-beating of birds is lessened much;
Their movement gains a sturdy, gentle touch.
’Tis best to fly in groups in harmony;
The single bird that flies looks so funny;
Your mind is stronger when friends are with you;
Encouragement comes, seeing others do.
The flock does better than a single bird;
The single bird is not as good as herd;
Some stay behind to help, in case it needs;
Good friends are blessing indeed for good deeds!
By working as a team, more work is done;
The work is done with ease and looks like fun;
The problems faced alone are quite galore;
Alone, you cannot for long, keep the fore.
United, we can accomplish more things;
Together, we do not feel life’s worst stings!
Our goals are easier to reach as a team;
Reality comes even to a dream!
And if the leader cannot stay ahead,
Give way to others, to youngsters to head;
Just take your position in lower rungs;
You’ve flown enough for long with your dear lungs!
Good leaders must be humble to others;
You utilize the talents of brothers;
Resources must be pooled to achieve goals;
In life, we ought to take up newer roles!
Life’s problems can be tackled together;
Flock together, birds of the same feather;
We gain right attitude from all around;
We keep the direction, whither we’re bound!
Progress comes faster working as good teams;
Successes come like light from star that gleams;
Whole team is benefited even more;
Life is not monotonous and a bore!
Alone in life, ’tis tough to live always;
Alone on earth, we cannot spend our days;
Teamwork involves sinking differences;
Teamwork means forgetting preferences.
If success be our goal in life’s domain,
Togetherness is boon and not a bane;
The bond of selflessness must rule our life;
We must help others whenever in strife!
Teamwork is best for everything on earth;
Our Mother Nature tells this right from birth;
Why singly struggle when union is strength;
Why waste our precious time, God-given breath!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-13-2008
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The Meeting At Noon
They met at a coffee house
every day at noon.
They chose the same table
in the back of the room.
The aroma of the coffee
filled the air.
And while they smelled it
they continued to stare.
How was it, they wondered
that life could be
filled with remorse
that never let them be?
She, with a husband
whose mind was gone,
he, with a wife
whose body was gone,
They met each day
just to hold hands
and talk about
life's harsh demands.
They could not leave.
They were not that kind
but this meeting at noon
became the focus of their mind.
He watched her cry
and touched her face.
He knew her tears
he could not erase.
She watched him die
a little each day.
They prayed for the smell
of the coffee to stay.
and bring them peace
from these minutes at noon.
She stirred his coffee
and licked the spoon.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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All about facts
Many years later I was to be told about facts in real
It was lavish celebration for new born arrival
There was great pomp and show to mark the birth
If it was possible they could have decorated complete earth
This is how people celebrate the event
For them it is pride and memorable moment
Who knows what fortune the born may bring?
Will he turn poor or become mighty king?
The luck may prove wrong and events may turn
The fun enjoyed at birth time may take ugly turn
The same pomp and show is not seen and there descends gloom
The extravagance is over and all are confined to single room
Well these are all predictions and has nothing to do
The things shape up not as per our desire to go through
It has all the relevance with continuance of long journey
There may remain poverty or accumulation of enormous money
The fortune is linked to child’s birth in family
Then good moments are remembered very easily
At every occasion it is repeated in good gathering
All credit is given auspicious birth and glimmering
What birth has to do with future events?
What linkage can be made for bad moments?
It might have shaped as per the changing schedule
There is no specific lay out or time module
It may be considered as bad omen
If misfortune is brought by any woman
It might have happened due to any other reason
We have tendency to pas on the blame to particular person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One more rose
One more rose in our family
We all remained awake wearily
It was expected at any time
The child’s cry made clock to tick that time
We all noted arrival from heaven
The prophesy from elders was proven
It is good omen and sign in the family
Everybody must rejoice and accept it happily
Many people die childless with so much to their regret
It is blessing from heaven so not to be taken as bad luck or fate
Not all people may be that much lucky or have it with choice
So early morning cry from child was heard like cuckoo’s voice
“I will be called grandpa” how much joy it generated
Gave enough of joy and occasion was certainly to be celebrated
My feet were taking unusual steps to spread news
Though it was known to family members and to others very few
Family is like garden with all the members as beautiful flowers
Everybody takes you very seriously with respect as followers
So it becomes duty of family head to celebrate arrival as grand occasion
Throw gorgeous party and make it known to all about addition
It is unique as well routine too for all of us
Life is built and enjoyed around with trust
One life is leaving behind for other to enter
The mother earth is heavenly place or center
Life is never ending mission
To stay permanently or leave behind is not our decision
We all know about the temporary refuge here
Leave without any notice take heavenly flight to reach there
I know that it will be moment of little happiness
But it gives moment of joy amidst lots of stress
Everybody forgets pain and sorrow for few seconds
As it is graceful occasion and certainly demands (celebration)
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All dreams not come true###(in 500)
All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
though may not be the nature too so kind
Dreaming in day time is not at all good
Good thoughts and efforts work as food
Earnest efforts to come out of wood
Failure may stun and you loose the hope
Still not difficult to walk on tight rope
It is not bad to dream for high sky
Speak always truth and do not lie
You may not have wings to fly
Still nothing wrong to work and try
No need to think or needlessly cry
You must have third sense to rise
All acts should be sensible and wise
Rise and fall is part of the game
Goal and ideas you must frame
No use trying luck or fate to blame
What ever you do must be with resolve?
Take full blame and never try to absolve
Put in best efforts to come out and solve
Full dedication and make everybody to involve
Try to mix with all as soluble dissolve
Despite put in best efforts it may not materialize
Failure may be sure but we may not visualize
All draw backs reasons before us but can’t analyze
Complete system may run into trouble and paralyze
Still strive very hard to see the reason and synchronize
Complete days routine and reflections of day’s thoughts
In night, thoughts clash and hard won battles are fought
Freedom and joy sincerely thought and brought
Stealing in day time but not easily caught
Simply night dreaming when lying in the cot
Continue to seek solution in dream,
Energy not focused but travel in beam
Try very hard and work as team,
Good efforts in direction but not as power game
Not letting any opportunity with excuses lame
So I find easy way to seek refuge in night
Lie low and have good say without light
more and more attention I try to pay
Always hope to find way in form of ray
washing shores with water at feet of bay.
Life doesn’t end with setting of day
Sun may rise again with bright ray
Your hopes may be high and tall
Vast horizon may lie open for all
Try for success without any fall
Come what may be the slogan
Life and opportunities may begun
Nothing to loose with worth attempt
Sometimes you may gain with action prompt
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A someone to come near
It was not leading me anywhere
I was searching it everywhere
I longed for some one to come near
And loving words in ears to hear
I shall remain as living entity
Simple and sober with poor quality
I am unable to draw the beautiful attention
Possibly I may not be worth for retention
After all hearts beat faster when some one says hello
All works pushed aside for the attention do allow
Giving gentle look with smiling face
The love game is to be won in race
I don’t know when the day will come
I shall keep the doors open and welcome
I shall wait not even for second to reply
Can any one advise me and say it is not worth try?
I am young at heart and always dream
Many good faces I try to find in team
They all come at once and fade away
I still hope it to happen in any day
Anger and frustration were true friends to remain
No useful thoughts to emerge and increasing pain
Will it come at the time of burial?
Will it be dramatic as happens in serial?
It has enough power to sustain
The relation all along to maintain
The truth is simple and plain
No regrets or comments to refrain
I shall allow it to end in reality
That is the fine and best quality
You shall term it as place like heaven
It may realize little late even
Many people like me may be dreaming in day light
It is understood they may be spending sleepless nights
Nothing may be lateralizing much to the discomforts
As they have no skill or lack the good efforts
Love has many fold dimensions
No one knows what will be right direction?
It may not wait any longer to find a place
You should there as ready person in any case
Your quest may end as happy moment
You may have then no reason to lament
There is feeling and ready consent
Bad plight is over and there is nothing to resent
Life becomes fruitless with some of the aspects
Ideal couples may always earn the respect
Whatever we may term it as deal or pact or act?
His is reality of life and open fact
The rivers water flow calm down after initial thrust
It is natural law to settle down and build the trust
The marriage is holy union of two individuals
One must take it as challenge and not as casual
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A pride moment
I may die soon and not survive
The new born may arrive
It is something new and you got to believe
I am in pain but it may relieve
Something is taking shape
It has not resulted out of rape
You are real party and creator
My savior and life mentor
It is boom in desert
It is out come of our lovely concert
It is not result of any act of flirt
It is delicate peace and not dirt
I shall give birth to a baby
I am happy but look shabby
The stage is set and ready
Some may on day may address you as daddy
It not ordinary and insignificant
The place was for long vacant
We both wanted some change
We were approaching the age
We had lot of patience
It was never ending tolerance
We waited it to happen for many years
The first cry may please our ears
The wonderful thing is taking place
The real happiness is seen on face
It is divine gift to have come for us
We have finally got into bus
It may end my years long quench
The water may delight the soldier in trench
This is unique feeling and real happiness
It is coming in the way to remove loneliness
It is in His hand to bring any soul on earth
The life may end with the arrival of death
We fully know the gravity of situation
We pray for for long life and its continuation
The body may bear shape out of my flash
The baby may look nice and fresh
It will be really surprising and joyful
We should only pray and remain hopeful
Few more months and wait will be over
It will be still anxiety however
How knows what can happen at last hour?
All possible care is taken and thought over
It may be really a desert rose
We hope to end it soon and suppose
It is coming at right moment
I feel there is some inside movement
I can feel some change
I still have to carefully manage
The long journey must be comfortable and easy
Though everybody seems to be occupied and busy
Final count down is started with little pain
I feel enormous joy with so much gain
It will be golden occasion to celebrate
I am not in position to stand and state
I shall attain motherhood
There will be joy in neighborhood
It is proudest moment to be enjoyed
Everybody is happy and overjoyed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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