A no time
I heard people sayng they have no time.
They can't pray but spare time for crime.
Though nothing is achieved without His grace.
All the time we remain panicky with sullen face.
Everything is destined to be destroyed
Things may notbe changed evenif you are annoyed
There is everything such as sorrow and joy
There is plenty of time to enjoy
It will be great pity if we fail to oblige
There is great socpe and means to realize
It must be borne in mind that it may not stay for while
You got to search the alternative meanwhile
Never sit idle and watch it helplessly
No desparate try to suffer it endlessly
There can't be any suggstion for smooth passage
We got to pick it up and treat it as message
Everything has an appointed hour
It may not remain permanent however
We got to make use of every means
Though we may face terrible and odd scenes
It will afford us all the opportunities
It may last long for certain futilities
There has to be some principle to make it worth while
You may have no problem for going an extra mile
It is not the simple way of leading
We may be falling in traps and heading
It is needed to clear all hurdles in lines
It is there for us to make it shine
We may be working till the arrival death
We may still be working till last breath
It is quite human to work always with greed
Though there is no use of it or have any need
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
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Anniversary
It reminded me off years of marriage
Life passed easily on simple carriage
Happy days with joy and I could manage
Nothing went wrong with time and passage
Bad days and cruel luck would have it
Lamp went off suddenly and could not be lit
Fate severely struck with perfect hit
He was taken away within a minute
I was dumbfounded and could not cry
Asked repeatedly for what crime and why?
Was there no alternative to spare him on earth?
Did not you think what will be condition aftermath?
I have witnessed many marriage anniversaries
all gave me enough joy and no worries
this only one incidence has saddened me so much
Great vacuum created in life and not easy to fill as such
It has left me in shock and completely paralyzed
Situation is so delicate and can't be analyzed
It has left deep scare on my shrinking mind
Unable to think positively and new alternatives to find
Every year you will come and take me off
I may not cry but can not hold the bluff
Will it be great tribute if I hold your memory fast?
It will remain with life till I breathe it last
I shall nobly act as you had desired
you teased always and got my work admired
who knew you will leave me alone to expire?
Your work may lead and thoughts to aspire
I shall continue to hold your spirit and strive
your ideas will remain alive and live and I shall revive
I shall make it livelier than life
I shall prove it to be honest as dedicated wife
Every year it will bring new lease of life and message
I will have to hold it fast to make smooth passage
No matter hold old I become with time and age
You memory will be fine print on the page
Life is simple mission to carry on
on real ground no battle is lost or won
It has to be taken as holy task
No pretence to be shown by wearing mask
It must not be go or no go situation
Life should be updated with evaluation
it demands sacrifice for any revolution
Power not in one hand but with complete devolution
It is not easy to forget happy moments
they were die hard and lovely movements
we may take it as reality of on going struggle
Life may end any time as water with bubble
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A work to no work
From busy schedule to no work table
From able body to feel all of sudden unable
The isolation and loneliness is understandable
It is growing within but not manageable
How from hectic work you have come a grindig halt?
How all of sudden the soulnd has been rubbed with salt?
All careate unbearable pain just to make you panicky
The preoblem is growing more and almost becomes tricky
It is natural cycle that repeats after certain interval
The autumn becomes paramount after its arrival
The spring might have ruled for some times to come
It can not remain permanent as it is not destined to welcome
Everything is subjected to decay
Even old age may come to our dismay
The youth and energy may not remain forever
It is advised to adjust accordingly therefore
There can be only reminsceneces of romantic stage
It might have grown beautifully with the age
The print might have been looked as golden on the page
You should have surrrendered to your love even when in great rage
It is not easy to sit under sky and stare
It is leading not to solution anywhere
It may harp on your memeory mercilessly
Those things may come on screen and trouble you endlessly
It is easy to forget unpleasant things but difficult to forget
All beautiful moments slipping away and and can’t be let
You weep your face by hiding it under the piece of small cloth
Is the isolation and lonneliness not killing you by combining both?
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How You Live In!
Life is how you live in and spend
Think high and boldly face it till the end
Struggle hard and don't give up for finding result
That is the way how we all have grown up and built
Days and nights may go on without waiting for you
This secret has been known for years and we have passed through
It is continuous and may go on endlessly for many more centuries
Nothing to disturb lives of people and animals but adding only worries
At some moment of time it may strike and bring untold miseries
The impression to last long and in mind to carry
Yet it needs hard effort to drag on for survival
Make final thrust and wait for bright sun's arrival
Each day brings message with new hope
Even though it may make to walk on the tight rope
It may either prove decisive or bring disaster
Key is in your hand to become slave or master
There are only two options
Make your way even if there is disruption
Move with great speed and don't look around
New avenues and fertile land is certainly to be found
Nothing works in crisis as suitable means
Ultimate goal should be who looses or wins
There can't be third option or alternative
The aim and growth has to be meaningful and subjective
In doing so you might have reached then at dead end
Where you will find none behind
If you look back and analyze hat you gained so far
Stars may look to you as twinkling but very far
There is no short cut to gain anything
You got to be assertive to attain something
If you miss it and sit idle in the corner
Life may slip out from your hand sooner or later
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Sonnet-Time is Most Precious
The time given by god is most precious;
One can’t afford to waste by any means;
Yet, God has been to everyone gracious;
He watches always all the earthly scenes.
There is no time to feel jealous or fight;
There is no time to waste in gambling games;
There is no time to sleep enough at night;
There is no time to achieve many aims.
There is no time to love your neighbor/ hate;
There is no time to wonder why or find;
There is no time to earn enough or mate;
There is no time to work or rest your mind.
So, make the best use of your precious time;
Love God, His creatures; make your life sublime.
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Sonnet: Time Is Most Precious
The time given by God is most precious;
One can’t afford to waste by any means;
Yet, God has been to everyone gracious;
He watches always all the earthly scenes.
There is no time to feel jealous or fight;
There is no time to waste in gambling games;
There is no time to sleep enough at night;
There is no time to achieve many aims.
There is no time to love your neighbor/hate;
There is no time to wonder why or find;
There is no time to earn enough or mate;
There is no time to work or rest your mind.
So, make the best use of your precious time;
Love God, His creatures: make your life sublime.
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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
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Mr. President
We've taken all you've given
But it's gettin' hard to make a livin'
Mr. president have pity on the working man
We're not asking you to love us
You may place yourself high above us
Mr. president have pity on the working man
I know it may sound funny
But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money
We just can't make it by ourself
It is cold and the wind is blowing
We need something to keep us gong
Mr. president have pity on the working man
Maybe you've cheated
Maybe you've lied
Maybe you have lost your mind
Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself
Too late to run. too late to cry now
The time has come for us to say good-bye now
Mr. president have pity on the working man
Mr. president have pity on the working man
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Mr. President (Have Pity On The Working Man)
We've taken all you've given
But it's gettin' hard to make a livin'
Mr. President have pity on the working man
We're not asking you to love us
You may place yourself high above us
Mr. President have pity on the working man
I know it may sound funny
But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money
We just can't make it by ourself
It is cold and the wind is blowing
We need something to keep us gong
Mr. President have pity on the working man
Maybe you've cheated
Maybe you've lied
Maybe you have lost your mind
Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself
Too late to run. Too late to cry now
The time has come for us to say good-bye now
Mr. President have pity on the working man
Mr. President have pity on the working man
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Sad days
I remember those sad days
Life with lots of problems on the way
No cheers but question of life and death
Fight for square meals a day and unable to breath
Mother used to put me at her back
As everything was at stake
Life for child remained a source of concern
The future was to be changed in turn
I remember her working at farm
Soil to dig when sun wan not warm
Work to start when breeze still on surface
No worry lines to appear on the face
She was not only bold but assertive too
Life was meant to be challenge and felt as true
Work hard or get nothing in return
Energy in body to be burnt in turn
Tears have no place to fall on the ground
It is lovely, beautiful and laborious round
“I won’t die my lovely child” she may murmur
Make me laugh and tease with humor
How can be life harder than this?
If some one doesn’t get it then it is surely a miss
We don’t die or perish as a result of hard labor
The ship has to be taken at the berth of harbor
God only knows how many years it may take?
But surely it will be long drawn yeas to make
Life then will be put on right track
You may look back a past with no feelings of an ache
I don’t know where from that urge comes
To fight the situation and smilingly welcome
Not to get discouraged if means are meager
Slowly it builds and makes man perfect and stronger
Leave not behind any such regret
You were not meant to suffer such fate
If one has time on his or her side
There is no need to lament or search for guide
Hard work has no parallel
One has to try hard and excel
If nothing goes in favor or well
Try not to reveal it to others or tell
It may not remain for uncertain days
By the time you may sure find the ways
You may attain position to make the sway
See nothing is left out or given away
No doubt life can’t be equal for all
One has to quickly adjust and respond to call
If something is missing or not available
It must be got with whatever situation favorable
You can’t sit and think idle
Must think to come out from troubles
If that is done successfully
Life will be enjoyed fully
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A time to bury sorrow
A time for you and a time for me,
to be whatever, we choose to be;
to set our sights, to reach the peak,
to realize goals, we truly seek.
A time to dwell. on things long past,
a time to think, on things that last;
on family, friends and things that matter,
on things that endure and do not scattter.
A time to laugh and a time to weep,
a time for treasured things to keep;
a time for reflection on how we feel,
a time to mend and a time to heal.
A time to live and a time to die,
a time for joy and a time to cry;
a time to smile and a time for tears,
a time for God to calm our fears.
A time to despose of loved ones dead,
A time to get on with the day ahead;
To blot out death and face the 'morrow,
To clear the mind and bury sorrow.
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A little smile
She will shine
Everything will be fine
Dance together and nice to dine
With small peg of wine
Stroll for a while
To go for an extra mile
It is always a wish
To fight it out but not to finish
Bear little smile
Wait for time at nine
I will be there
To take you anywhere
The clouds don’t thunder
It is unique but no wonder
I think and ponder
What do I find in her?
Is she a real toy?
Lovely means and object to enjoy?
Why do I think so in her terms?
I do think and definitely learn
She may guide me and take me to end
Lovely flowers always sent
I remain calm and always absent
This state of mind she always resent
Is it sign of real belonging?
Was I waiting for it or longing?
Will that day ever come in life?
Is the life rally on edge of knife?
Why do stars and moon always shine?
Is the sky very nice place and look fine?
Do they convey any message for good?
Why do they keep me in fine mood?
I shall hang on for long time
She is the only object prime
I might have wanted her till this day
Let her come and show me the way
She snubs me for slight delay
I am confused and fail to relay
How I wished her happy Sunday?
For me any other day is very good day
Will she remain mine forever?
I wish for it ever and ever
She may not go for it however
I shall follow her and miss her never
She is mere symbol of love
I am creature like dove
I can’t leave peaceful water
She must consent and never falter
I shall continue to swim or sink
I shall never deviate or think
I shall not close eyes and wink
I may peacefully watch her but offer no drink
Let heavenly bodies bless our union
In all coming births I shall seek reunion
It is internal wish and earnest desire
Let people curse me or admire
I can scale highest peak
My body may be slight weak
The result may itself speak
I may venture to her domain and secretly sneak
Come o love and embrace
I shall revolt and face
I may over come and try to face any eventuality
If that serves me fine with my love’s continuity
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Well in advance
The destiny is decided well in advance
No one can alter or change it t once
It has to sooner or later surely to come
We have no option but to welcome
Since that has been and is understood by all
Why unnecessarily end the life without its call?
Why in despair we count each moment to come near?
Why has such things gripped our mind with fear?
Human life is not assured in another birth
Not even any body has knowledge of death
We have to breathe till the last as destined
It is clearly understood and well defined
No one may want to deliberate
No one has any insight to narrate
It is purely coincidence that we are human
It is by chance that we are called man or woman
The role is to be played by as willing soul
It may remain as full of error or foul
Yet one must try to act as honest as possible
You need not fear much and allow feet to crumble
You must carry whole burden
It has not come all of sudden
It is meant to be borne by an individual
As it is just routine and must remain casual
We are mere symbol bones and muscles
Yet life is full of wrangles and all tussles
It is just a Skelton and each part countable
Make it to stay in race as far as possible
It will have full identity till the death
People may pay homage with lying of wreath
The show is over and your are thing of past
The moment you have missed the bus and breathed last
It is compared to simple bubble
It can be at any time in trouble
Everything is synchronized with uncertain timing
You are there as long as you are in full tuning
You may carry only well wishes
So many human bodies daily perish
The life span is not at all taken into consideration
The aim is achieved with self motivation
It is hard to live with all sort of inconvenience
Others can be made comfortable with our little lenience
If we have problems then it should not be passed on to others
They have their own life to look after and bother
So let us take it as challenge
It is universal fact that it may end with age
Still we can make fine imprint on page
Love should rule and not the hate with rage
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At sudden death
I know many may come to lay the wreath
They may be very sad at my sudden death
What can be felt at somebody's departure?
Everybody may say it is end of full tenure
You may realize importance and worth
When nothing coming or expected forth
It is really a bad time and critical situation
Life can be lived not in isolation but with continuation
You have lost the cover and head
You will have to carve out and lead
Many things may not be seen and go as unread
You will be facing problems of kind never heard
Well, I will be forgotten after some interval
Some more will be added and welcomed on arrival
Life may move on and nothing will be changed
Everything will be settled and nicely managed
I tried my level best to accommodate
It was well maintained up to date
It is now clear responsibility to go ahead
Whole family should bound together in nice thread
I am very sure that you all can do
This has got some weight and very true
One departs and another takes over
They may now act as shield or cover
It is nice to be found among family
Some may act brave and some may act silly
We got to take them together and stay
No one can afford to remain far or go away
It is not easy as thought over in some quarter
No one can act differently or try to be smarter
It has to go on as single entity or force
For any thing wrong not one only may feel remorse
Every single member is given enough opportunity
It has wide importance and full utility
No one can claim any special credit
No mistakes, but if any, then combined effort to edit
I had taken care to bring them up nicely
They are trained to face it bravely
They may not face any hurdle
They may make the way and not stay in middle
This is how one makes the way
As head he has complete power and say
He may yield power and have full sway
He has to stay there and make the way
If death is reality then survival is big cause
No one can afford to relax or wait for pause
The cart has to be pulled further for reaching an end
This must be the indication and clear trend
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O, wind
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world realize and to live in
You may flew in with tremendous force to win
You may wish to join and pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endless wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Sometimes I fail judge your move
You remain spectator and don’t try to remove
I make outcry at your inaction and apathy
You simply laugh it out and show only sympathy
Why should I think you are so unique?
Why your words are not serious and comic?
Why at all you should remain as mystery?
Do you want it to turn into tragic history?
You may come at will and go
I should be prepared it to forgo
I shall ever stand fast till the last
You should be the one to be first and fast
Can you not reciprocate in same manner?
If you do a favor then I will be little gainer
It has something to do with trust
I think you have the right way and must
Love may blossom the way we choose
It may serve us as force for our future use
It has to have all importance to be shown
Time has come for relations to be interwoven
We may come to realize at point
It may be known as durable joint
Relation after all isn’t things to forget
We can’t allow it fail or simply let
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Really crazy
Some of the friends are really crazy
It will be damn difficult and not easy
To convince fully with real intent
I always feel bad about it and repent
Why can’t they understand the feeling behind?
Why do they not apply instinct and mind?
What does “no” mean to be taken for every time?
Is it proper to term it as affront and crime?
Nia is my best friend and wishes me every time
I wish to see her but does not say yes anytime
“No” she will reply and log out in anger
I will repeat every time the same and face the danger
She will not insult but not respond well either
She might have felt bad in past doesn’t want the storm together
I too understand but prefer to remind her and tease
She will smile but not make me feel at ease
I will repeatedly say “Friends are friends”
They will remain same at the end
They should know and recognize the face
She will not relent and budge in any case
I would tease her by saying “yes plus yes means yes”
I would further add by saying “No plus no means also yes”
She would assert and reply “once said means final no”
She is kind and I would never thinking of leaving her and go
She would contradict her own stand by saying different
“Opposite poles attract each other and like poles repellent”
I would laugh and offer no comment for simple reason
She is nice and very kind hearted person
The God has given a kind heart to the lady
She will oblige and always show she is ready
Only if the real intent and honesty is to be shown
No one can then stop you to occupy the position and own
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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.
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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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Just Anyone
Every face sing we had to happen, every
face is you
Every smile that I force on someone sends me
to the edge
Coffee breaks I take because, I need more
time to clear the fuzz
Take me back twenty first street
Troubles times that I find myself in, double
without you
Such a lose that I try to replace sends me
to the edge
Living breaks I take because, I need more
time to get a buzz
Take me back twenty first street
I think I'm losin', losin' my mind
Just anyone means nothin's done just yet
I need my time to heal
Just anyone is next to none without
The reasons I could feel - Just anyone
All the times that we tried to make it
Now those days are through
All the times we were forced to fake it send
me to the edge
Coffee breaks I take because, I need more
time to clear the fuzz
Take me back twenty first street
I think I'm losin', losin' my mind
Just anyone means nothin's done just yet
I need my time to heal
Just anyone is next to none without
The reasons I could feel - Just anyone
Spending hours trting to find myself-
Redemption, wrong direction
No more power to control my - Isolation no solution
Every voice that I know is not the same
Every word taht I read calls out your name
So many days looking for you but in vein
A losin' game and I'm to blame
Just anyone means nothin's done just yet
I need my time to heal
Just anyone is next to none without
The reasons I could feel
Just anyone - Just anyone means that I can't
afford to face the facts
Just anyone - Just anyone means that I can't
afford to be just anyone
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Love your self
Every time we pray sincerely and take vow
Touch the feet and commit fresh approach from now
But alas! It is only a gimmick
We fail to catch the message and pick
Easily I slip from the smooth road
Life takes heavy toll from laden load
Earnest resolve but end up in fiasco
All pledges on one side and go
We all know its implications
We try to have smooth and nice relations
Human beings are helpless and lie under compulsion
Lots of burden and relatively large confusion
“I am helpless” pleads friend
I could do nothing at the end
Such remorse are often heard
We silently go ahead and lead
Only brave and pure souls come out
Rest all come across hurdles and face rout
Paradise is here with us to make
But alas! We loose it and roll out of track
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