A no to blow
Though I did not believe in blow
the inner thoughts started to flow
t restrained my stupid action
I had violently offered my reaction
He was my real elder brother
His behavior always made us to bother
he was trying to destabilize
the father had taken enough care to mobilize
we were knitted together and stayed as joint family
lived under one roof and spent the life happily
as is with joint family, we simply followed
All had complete freedom and in fact were allowed
The elders look up on others to cooperate
sometimes they get together and openly narrate
Their continued struggle and pain to occupy the dignified space
how it was do or die struggle for them in the race?
We never meant to be impolite to the elders
They carried all burden on their solders
we were never brought in picture at any stage
They labored hard to keep us safe and well managed
The peaceful life sometimes is violently disturbed
No one thinks or takes pain to go into cause and probe
There is deep feeling for things to let off or pass
the situation is thus saved to keep peace
All members really desire to stay intact
this realized by them and understood in fact
No one dares to go out of the set establishment
it is strong bond that stops them from such movement
When situation comes to the exchange of blows
the things do not remain with natural flow
everything is disturbed and peace is pushed away
the need to patch up is there but does not find the way
Elders are worried and try to maintain good rapport
it has been built up with lots of pain and efforts
it is as good as undoing of their life time labor
rest of the family members bear ill will and harbor
I witnessed such incidence one day
every member was crossing the limit to come in the way
it was going out of hand and creating suffocation
this was not good for us and showed clear indication
No right thinking man may want uncertainty
He may try to maintain it with dignity
Any word of dishonor may upset his integrity
He might have not expected such eventuality
Some one has to enter into fray and stave off the situation
There can not be peace with its continuation
it has to be brought down with strict hand
You can never live with such negative trend
Being eldest I had no patience to wait
it was disturbing and threatening to seal our fate
There was none who could bring it under control
the result was clearly seen as writing on the wall
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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)
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A Blood Relation
They argue it as syndrome of blood relation
Is it matter of convenience or though elevation?
It is not difficult to understand in simple context
We let it pass of ignorantly as mere pretext
There is definite push and pull mechanism
It is equally good to have bond in humanism
It least somewhere we show some kind of attachment
There is long list of hierachy and goes on as movement
There is restriction at each and every level
It goes on and to develop and exceedingly marvel
How loosely we remain to be connected in sphere
It is always peaceful, harmonious and I healthy atmosphere
How parents rear their children in responsible manner
They may grow in full adulthood later or sooner
There is complete love in the eyes of every member
Proper care is taken in all the aspects and closely remembered
Time and tide change with the advent or passage
The strong bond or relation remains only message
Everybody loves to remain under one shield
Family as such remains one identity and only field
Children unduly demand and expect something more
They often enter into clash and go for the possibilities to explore
Sometimes it turns into battle field and unruly scene is created
Relation turn sour and all the niceties is cremated
Brother to brother act as sworn enemy
The relation goes on vane simply for money
Parents watch helplessly and condemn the move
They often curse the luck but unable to prove
The entire relation hangs on bare thread
No one bothers to understand or read
Elders try for patch and plead
Elders go in different direction and try to lead
It is happening everywhere and no one is exception
There is different dimension in relation since inception
No one can claim free from any diversion or friction
Still family bond remains as complete addiction
Had there been complete transparency in relation?
It should have excelled in all the direction
Of late it has developed visible cracks
The complete theory is thrown out of tracks
The joint families are breaking and new concept takes over
They try to limit their goals and don’t try to recover
We remain only on name remain in blood relation
There is always mistrust and does not sound well with indication
Even close acquiesce turn into blood thirsty
We can lament only and feel pity
Though it remains still as strong bond with attachment
All get united when it is felt for a moment
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A hidden treasure
There is hidden treasure in sea belt
Everybody has realized it and definitely felt
It is beyond anybody’s reach mostly improbable
Even thought we may have means and are capable
It has taken years and may take even more
To know exactly how much more to explore
It may yield precious things but still remain a mystery
It has long story to tell with complete history
The life is like deep sea and not totally understood
We have spent it in search of roof and food
The fight was for firm establishment and to stay on
It was illusory impression that we have sway over it and won
In fact we are where we were initially
No break through or in road is made really
We have strived hard to maintain the personal identity
To some extent we have succeeded to maintain the entity
As an intelligent human being, we are still ignorant
It was desperate search and efforts were constant
It was deeply probed to find out the exact mission
Why are we on earth with so much of confusion?
We may find some of the solutions from religious source
Something can be addressed from powerful speech force
The religious heads try to harp on fruitless drive
It is still difficult to rely upon and believe
There is only one thing for sure
No on can perfectly make you assure
What all earthly things you may carry with?
Why are we tongue tied and showing only teeth?
Probably we have come to know after years toil
Anger, frustration and worries internally boil
No further aim is seen with continuation of life
It has been understood as edged end of knife
One quietly knows that everything has to be left behind
Nothing comes along and still no peace is likely to find
It is burning desire to do something worth while
The life is continued in quest for meanwhile
Even though it was battled through various means
There were enough of losses and gains
It has satisfied lust and good part of thinking
Most of the parts have left us in dilemma and sinking
One simple truth is definitely emerged
All conflicts and interests are peacefully merged
Something has been realized from the personal experience
Life was in total disagreement with lots of variance
Time has come to wake up and realize
The soul has to be searched and obliged
The life mission is lone battle
One must pick the truth and settle
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What Makes Life Miserable!
What makes our life miserable?
Is it foot habits, or thought’s trouble?
Unhygienic food, sleepless nights or tiresome life
Or poverty, undernourishment or life riddled with strife
Even tree leaves fall in due process
Any business may fail if have no good access
Life may even end if not provided happiness
No shine can appear simply on face
Some of the good things can happen with little care
Addiction to any bad things can lead us no where
It will not only spoil good health but lave no room to spare
Death will be hastened and put whole family to scare
We have seen disastrous results from polluted air
It may have slow poison effect even on hair
The deadly smoke from puffs may dull the lungs
Life will be imbalanced and simply hung
All habits are good for leading a descent way
That may help you to stay within and not drag you away
Reasonable accommodation with good behavior is lovely example
Happy leading and joyous life can make it memorable
You be addicts to natural things
Think of birds with strong wings
Look at sky and stars with their greatness
How much good feeling we have at their vastness
We should not limit or curtail ourselves
Attempt should not be made to aggravate the health with stress
What would happen if you remain addiction free?
Life will grow with all green branches like tree
Not only life will be made comfortable to family members
Your contribution and care will be remembered
Addiction may not only spoil the cord of family bond
But dry up every resources that is within like pond
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Tell on face
My father will not hesitate for a moment to tell on face
If he was convinced that pursuit will end in tragic race
He was ordinary but wonderful personality in any case
He may sometimes tell frankly everything to us
Those were the days when elders were treated with respect
Today whole trend has been changed from bad to or worst
Son and father don't see eye to eye and find it difficult
To pull on under same roof and some times trade the insult
People say and admit and new generation is very fast
Their plans are novel and certainly enduring last
Science has made tremendous progress with scope
To scale the ladder fast and remain always on the top
In making scientific progress it has lost the human touch
We had never expected nose dive approach as such
The personal relations are hardly built up
As everybody thinks of scoring very fast with jump
I had heard many stories from father and grandfather
They used to give top priority and affectionately bother
Whole of the family members were treated equally
Main burden for care and everything was shared wholly
Today is not the same as was yesterday
We are proving yesterday as better than today
No one knows what will be future for tomorrow?
But certainly not better for traditional family value to grow
Nothing has, in fact, changed to warrant large gap
Yet we observe it and consider it as slap
How come you value sentiments with that of material gain?
When everything is achieved after passing through considerable pain
Today we are intolerant society with zero understanding
We have failed to master the art and increase misunderstanding
Whatever progress you make or attain should be for benefit
The mass should feel it beneficial and consider it as marvelous feat
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The Stars Twinkle
I was on guard to defend the border
In any war time it is done by an order
I was happy with only one bright hope
Felt no pain at all while exercising on rope
She was to deliver third child
The news itself got me wild
I was to be dad again
She was at home and awaited labor pain
I was at home to witness the delivery
It was conditional leave given in hurry
I was to report back if was sent with any intimation
I was not at all worried about any situation
Oh, God what is this happening
Wife is hale and hearty and no sign of labor pain
I was worried about her final stage
All family members were excited and ready to manage
I departed home with no good news
The delivery date was near and due
Upon reaching post, I got message
Wife had delivered a son in good health
I was in sky again with lots of excitement
It was one of the happiest moment
But alas! The happiness lived for short time
The child was no more and buried in short time
The child had developed some breathing problem
No doctor could provide help in time
He breathed his last and left deep scar
I was weeping in tent and world seemed very far
'The rose flower is no more' brother wrote in his letter
'It is beyond our reach' we can do no more
I cried and hit head on wall in disbelief
Cadets offered me some water to provide relief
I often go past by that memory
Pain is caused at heart and makes me sorry
I am helpless human being and can do nothing
Almighty is there to look after and take care for something
The stars twinkle in sky
I see his reflection and try to identify
Think often where he would have been placed!
A position carved in my mind can never be replaced
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A life in stages
My dear friends in all walks of life
How do we live happily on the edge of knife?
Life has proved as acid test and still we cling
Try to make it beautiful for many more laurels to bring
It is supposed to be made like I heaven
We do nothing g to make it even
Let every age be made as memorable as possible
It is to be picked up easily as is not forcible
As poet you make it glorious and nicely painted
We all landed it in mess and did not maintain
Let your efforts make deep impact on mind
If they can think little over for happiness to find
Everybody is aware of the importance at every stage
It may transform with the advancement of an age
Some of the stages may not be influenced by our action
Parents may be taking care to look after it well affection
No on e may really know the real philosophy?
The usages and customs vary with condition and geography
Still it will be guided by broader concept to shape it well
Elders to make worthwhile by adding advices and in clarity to tell
Initial stage is spent in unconsciousness
All with great care, love and happiness
Everything is made available at one demand
Especially looked after well by grandparents
Care free life in school days and freedom of movement
All faults or mistaken taken easily with no comments
Life is not burdened with any of the home worry
All concentration on study and no burden to carry
Changes come when you gin adulthood
All notoriety goes with childhood
Now you are young person waiting for spring
New life to lead and many changes to bring
Still not tested the cruel blow
Not yet known the fury of river flow
The time may soon come to face the crisis
Here comes crucial factor to form the basis
Life is romantic and yet to b e enjoyed fully
Promised with sense to remain faithfully
No problem whatever may come on the way?
It is to be solved resolutely for comfortable stay
You may be lone decider of future
Everything has to be decided and made sure
Nothing goes out of calculation and disrupt
Life goes on smoothly without any interruption
You may be able to sum up it later stage
You may look victorious with passing of phase
Life is all set and likely to be spent at ease
There is nothing more now with you to release
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Good Family
When you see a man behaving well
People are curious to know his family
When a naughty interacts
His source is easily identified
Good family is a big attractive tree
That offers shade in rain and heat
Good family bears good branches
That produces good fruits
Good family has its firm roots
Which nourishes and beautifies
Good family gives birth to good nations
In peace, good family is there
In war, good family endures
Good family wipes away tears and sorrows
Loneliness is absent with good family
Security is guaranteed with nice family
He who has a good family
Is half done in life
See a man dancing on the street
No need to ask if his family is okay
If you have a good family
Sacrificially hold on to it
Never allowed it to crack
Pass the baton to others
To enable the world get better.
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Joint family
Joint family culture now days not found
It was ideal and was placed very sound
It has made long full circle and round
Now it has disappeared and lost ground
Is it losing its original charm and magic?
They used to provide good humor and comic
There is no immediate solution and remedy
Family remains in tension without any comedy
The economic burden is taking heavy toll
Old people find it very difficult to stroll
Limited space and mobility makes them venerable
They feel neglected and lead the life miserable
How much trouble parents face for bringing their children?
Without kids their life seems sultry and barren
Parents still go for all out efforts to over come
All difficulties they bear with happy face and welcome
The phase is reversed with change of trend
Children grow up with so much to mend
They find it difficult to continue with old
Go for immediate change with old items to be sold
Overnights the parents have become unwanted
Their presence is not liked and unwarranted
They want to have their own world with freedom
They seemed to have run out of wisdom
It is irony of fact that we have run out of courtesy
How can we forget their efforts and majesty?
Do we confine our selves to feel only pity?
Is it the only way to face the situation or reality?
Old people are sometimes pushed to the wall
They are simply shunted from home or hall
Where to go and how to live is only concern?
They tend to forget that tomorrow will be their turn
We need to think in right prospective
Their plight should be considered as subjective
We are not inhuman or live in stage primitive
Deep concern should be made and efforts to revive
We must develop sound mechanism
It should be considered best humanism
Nothing can substitute for good gesture
They are not our past but best future
They should be considered as national heritage
Why we should neglect them because of old age?
They should have all their dues and respect
We need to pay attention and introspect
They have parted everything for our betterment
We should look after out them for good treatment
We should do it as matter of self respect and pride
It should form basis and not attempted to hide
History will not pardon us if we fail on this count
You will not be at ease and heavy pressure will mount
Nothing will go well if they are made to suffer
How can we afford joy if we have nothing to offer?
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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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A parallel or no
Please don’t go, don’t go don’t go
Don’t leave me alone and throw
It will be severe shock and blow
Don’t put any hindrance to flow
I have tolerated enough to sustain
Calm posture and peace always to maintain
No more wreckage of relation and to contain
Smooth life is the only worry main
Why do you want me to desert?
Why don’t you prevail and assert?
I shall remain all along loyal and honest
Prove to be a capable partner and best
I closed my eyes to the disloyalty and treachery
You had different arrows in your archery
You used one by one to offer me deep wounds
No parallel to it can be anywhere found
It is not easy to have one way track
You can’t sustain blow from back
Your bleeding heat may yell” you too! ”
Are all the things pertaining to you?
I couldn’t believer my eyes so closed
Doors remain open but ideas not tossed
I don’t know how long it will take?
It is not rosy path or simple cake
Our kids are fresh roses from the garden
Why should worry be imposed or laden
They should be enough care taken
Nothing should be done wrongly or mistaken
Life is two wheels of the chair
Enough though is to be given or taken care
One doesn’t know what about the relation and leads to where?
It has to have happy ending to take us somewhere
Time may take different turn and all difficulties are set in
Home becomes battle ground and leads to situation no win
There is scuffle everyday and bitter altercation too
Life becomes hell and nothing proves to be true
There is every possibility of deep impact on children
They may find it difficult to adjust the situation all of sudden
Where to go and who to side with may pose serious threat
Eyes are always wet when they converse or silently meet
They may not speak a word but carry the disregard
Life may look different when it comes to know or regard
It is better parents come to sense and settle the issue
The small problem may turn into disaster which is not due
If good counsel and common sense prevails then it is fine
They can happily spend time with family and dine
It is wisdom that may decide the future course of action
There won’t be any problem in future which may invite reaction
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A symbolic life
I loved to hate certain things symbolically
Though I failed to make it out generally
I do not why we make some choices
Choose to do for self but create enough of noises
There is no mechanism to control over dual performance
It can not be brought under control or arrested at once
It is one of the weakest points we always neglect
We remain careful not to be caught and select
Do we ever respond or hear inner call?
There is big defensive protective wall
We take refuge and prefer umbrella cover
Wait for crisis to subside and blow over
For a moment we are carried away by timely desire
We may be noticed by many and subjected to satire
It is felt badly for little while and straightaway chosen the defense
There is full proof argument in favor to counter the offense
Many people may be selective in offering the defense
There may be lame excuse to offer human weakness hence
Everybody may unwillingly agree to accept the apology
As they are also suffering under the same psychology
Many a times I had taken recourse to deceive wife
I thought there should be some extra good moments in life
Even though I knew it may crate some worst situation
Then also I continued with extra marital relation
It did a lot of damage to personal life a well as to the reputation
I did not deserve any sympathy or sentence computation
It did not surface openly to criticize my action
I could sense adverse reception with hostile reaction
Every now and then we come out with sheer lies
The fate of many will be affected in families
This hard fact is forgotten despite existence of best knowledge
On the contrary the thrust is put on to drive the wage
We advocate for the maintenance of harmony and peace
We utter those words confidence and at ease
What comes out of hollow words in the real time of need?
When it is superseded by the importance of greed
You are gentleman so long you are not caught
You can advocate what ever you think can be bought
It is understood by all still not openly criticized
Everybody under the cover is same so generally obliged
We are just made of flash and bones
Live in different regions and zones
How to remain aloof when influenced by so much temptation?
Partly we can agree to it and partly live with negation
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Fear of death
How often good advices come to our rescue?
Whether it is from friends, elders and very much due
How long we got to see towards someone?
When it is purely said *“Karma” is to be carried only by one
We got to submit to super divine power
This might have come to some persons or fewer
It is preached in earnest and followed
All pain, agony, troubles by us simply swallowed
We are human beings and remain unsatisfied
Any amount of peace and wealth is not justified
Day by day lust for more is ignited
Sadness in pain but in happiness delighted
If some one really gets good and timely advice
He will have enough time to repent with choice
This may lead him to correct the way of life
Reconcile him to fall back and avoid the use of knife
It is rightly said “no one is happy in this selfish world’
Everybody wants to have easy access and safe fold
Millions of thought cross in mind to cause uproar
We simply go in flames and roll on the floor
Let us build strong consciousness within
It create awareness and helplessness is not seen
No one can change if what is bound to be
We are all passengers and must look around or see
The world is full of miseries and untold sufferings
Different school of thoughts with latest offerings
It is up to an individual how best he picks up for the right
Many may take it with rigid stand and jump over to fight
The life has to end with acceptance or rejection
It may all depend on our simplified action
If we are in command and totally aligned
The peace may reside in fully reigned
The final good bye may not be that much painful
As you have lived up to satisfaction and successful
Many more may be waiting to enter this earth
No one has express desire for not coming on the fear of death
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We Need to Change
How people fight and fume
Over everything around!
How adults scream and shout
For everything they find!
Even brothers bear ill-wills
And start a family-feud;
Even sisters covet each other
On many things in life!
And neighbors do not maintain peace
Across the wall and line-of-control;
And nations suspect the next
And are wary of all things one does;
The world is more intolerant
And peace is an elusive star!
Has science to blame and scientists
Who put God in the background?
Has lack of faith and trust,
the cause of all turmoil?
Has man turned immoral and materialistic,
Bringing upon him this curse?
Have sense of values eroded
And dignity of life ignored?
Money has made life better;
But money has brought in ills as well;
Money works both good and bad things
Our experience does tell!
Change of heart and mind of man
For better is what we need;
Love of humanity and downtrodden
Should be the guiding light.
Let leaders think of the living God,
And God choose good souls to lead!
Let’s pray to God most fervently
That blessings rain on earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-1-2009
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If the Wealth...
If the wealth is ill gotten
Then good use later on can be forgotten
It will take our hear apparent to down fall
Create distrust, fight and impregnable wall
This is how the wealth takes its toll
Hard earned money may easily roll
Change hands for charity, donation and good use
Others may invite jealousy, deception and misuse
Wealth is main root for all evils
Not all may have security or good will
The family members may want your early departure
As they may be finding a chance for good future
Good sense may only prevail
When you are in control and not fail
Keep them to united fold and trust
Else they may fall apart and mistrust
What can be done with so much wealth?
If that deteriorate your complete health
If that can’t guarantee you peace and happiness
Why on earth it can be longed for and stressed?
I tried to find an easy answer
But answered by only some or fewer of them
It placed me at great worry
I felt really in pain and sorry
What it did me in whole life?
When it was to prove as cutting knife
The family was quarreling among for spoils
I was helpless and there was no use to boil
I wish it not to happen to anybody
The wealth must be used for help to somebody
Its constrained use may warrant good result
But at least it save you from embarrassment and insult
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A Success Story
Each and every one has got success story
You will be excited with news and others may feel sorry
Some one has to take the credit for it and enjoy
There may other factors too leading for the joy
It is culmination of hard efforts that makes it possible
It would have remained in dream and nearly impossible
Had there been no initiative of any sort in this regard?
It would have never been materialized even if worked very hard
It involves application of mind with strong resolve
No room is left and made sure that everybody is involved
It has to be joint effort with sincerity and dedication
It is first step toward success and is apparent indication
Success lies beneath the popular support
if you maintain contacts with good rapport
it will be great encouragement and contributing to strength
if maintained on same level with good wavelength
what amounts to failure or leading to success?
When you gain entry to have full access
You go with relentless efforts coupled with zeal
it ends in good finish with final seal
it makes impact with great difference
If you fail to draw correct inference
You must heed and pay attention to an expert advice
When something goes wrong or fails as device
Things move on with saying “United we stand and divided we fall”
If you do not wake up and respond to a call
You can swim against opposing current and rising waves
With resolute action and waves might pave
People will be frustrated with your success and annoyed
If message is not understood by them and properly conveyed
Close your hand and it strong with grip strength
People will understand clearly at good length
Youngsters may have to sacrifice and die
Not to give any way or simply tell lies
It is need of an hour and they must rise to the occasion
Not to take any chance or wait for battle of succession
More you work in peace than less you may bleed
Success may touch your feet and you may succeed
Why not ride on high waves and shout for peace?
Life may not be normal and you may feel at ease
It is in fact two sides of the coin
One may be entering and other may be going
There may not be any joy if one them is missing
People may laugh at you and start teasing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Need Proper Care
I was pulled from shirt and pushed aside
As house was clearly disturbed and divided
I was preferred more by mother and appreciated
This had lead to heated discussion and atmosphere was vitiated
As the children are normally naughty
Elders shower love and feel pity
They will offer everything to keep them happy
Children too will remain eager to receive and get ready
I was questioned over the scuffle
In the neighborhood there was brewing trouble
I often used to enter into altercation
And this was the cause for bad relation
People may come at home and complain
This will upset me always and puzzle the brain
What was I actually doing wrong?
And why I was now not favored among
I was good at studies also
But hade different style to adopt and go
As it had remained matter for concern
I decided to change drastically and made 'U' turn
It is difficult to go for a change
At a time when you are in delicate stage
You want unrestricted movement
With kind love and preferably no one to resent
I was thrashed and warned of home confinement
If went ahead with naughtiness
I sensed problem with displeasure
But was helpless to think about it for sure
I think back of all those things happened with me
Though I was not completely restricted from going free
Yet it carried a long impression in my mind about behavior
Elders should have thought of my age which was definitely a minor
Children need proper understanding with care
If they are forbidden to go near by or anywhere
It may have adverse effect on their natural growth
The attention has to be paid at home and out side or both
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A sense of pride
One must feel contended
Even small things must be carefully attended
It gives sense of pride and honor
Even if things are in nature of major or minor
The self satisfaction is definitely a pleasure
Its depth and value can not be measured
It is to be taken as matter for no discussion
Everything is open and for self admission
Life is to be considered as not burning question
Though it holds the key for success and failures in relation
It is for us to go in for its correctness
To admit the lapses on part is really called greatness
We live in total uncertainty
There has to be clear demonstration of ability
You may demand respect only when you are successful
The chances are there to avail in abundance and plentiful
We should see the danger coming from any direction
If you are alert then it is good indication
It will save you from embarrassment
It will stave off the situation from critical moment
Although there not much to worry
Enough Care has to be taken for later not to feel sorry
Everybody will be careful and curious
It will be eagerly awaited making you very anxious
Not all will be lucky to have everything
There may be some shortage or lacking
One has to make bold move and strive very hard to attain
Still the anxiety and cause of worry may remain
It is openly admitted that life is full of struggle
There is no surety of life as it is called simple bubble
No one knows when it may be shortened or over
The life has to be struggled and lived however
When you are placed at the centre of the activity?
All eyes may be watching you for caliber and ability
Here comes time to enjoy the fruits of hard work
It may enlighten you to start new or embark
It is one’s own choice to choose the road
Till it is over it will be felt as difficult load
It may require tremendous efforts and zeal
The enjoyment may be very sweet and real
Any work done must be enjoyed with willingness
It should not be thrown away with tiredness
Once taken on hand then must be finished soon
You may have peace at mind like coolness of moon
It depends on human nature and behavior pattern
Not all may be enjoying in same way in turn
One must develop the quality to endure
Even small quantity can also make it sure
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A pull close to chest
I pulled her close to my chest
I tried in earnestly to my best
It was real and crucial test
I had conveyed my desire at least
She asked help and guidance from her God
I failed to catch whether it was yes or nod
I could guess it was pure invitation
Simple “No” was now out of question
I revealed all about my past
She reacted angrily and very fast
I thought I was finished and did not last
At least I opened up and threw away the mask
Was it undoing of my best efforts?
Did I fail to maintain good rapport?
What did I expect from her to support?
Was my ship was landing at safe port?
I could read worry lines on her face
I did consider it as unique but mad race
She was not prepared or ready to lace
I was impatient to meet her and embrace
What did she offer me in return?
Did I expect any rough answer or “U” turn?
I was about go away and run
It had left me with sensational burn
I was burning with deep desire
I did all my best to admire
She was not the commodity on hire
But she was like volcano and live wire
Whenever I tried to go so close?
She made hostile reaction with pose
I failed to convey the trust and to repose
She almost smiled at me like rose
I think not to touch her in life time
She was not in my mind as object prime
She almost came as surprise in life
Now I was dreaming about making her wife
Love has failed many in their journey
They might have spent lots of money
The love which I was trying was very precious
I wished to remain with her almost continuous
She might have misjudged me and declined
I was desperate and mostly inclined
I still had to probe deep in her mind
There was yet no answer from her to find
I tested her will and desire
She was almost on fire
I was set to score on her
It was crucial test here and here
I will not mind if I swim or sink
I will watch her without any blink
I have given enough time to think
I must find good and durable link
She was there in my mind
I thought I must find
She must be at ease
I shall give her all peace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No more grief
It is humane to cry over split milk
Can not afford for cotton still long for silk
Exactly opposite to the God’s will
No happiness and contentment still
No dead can be brought to life
Same can happen with your dearest wife
One departed means once for all
No use of crying over it and wishing for recall
It is nature’s cycle and inevitable
Even though we may be strong and capable
So many things we can do or attain
But the past events are difficult to maintain
Many might have glorious past
The life would have been easy and spent very fast
They might have lived with colorful situation
They would have wished too for its permanent continuation
It is not easy to forget passed events
They might have passed as fast movement
No one can reel back the time
It has gone off and not remained as prime
It should not have any bearing on future
As no one is confident and very much sure
The past can be buried and present can be pushed
Careful planning for future and not to be rushed
The past is hunting you like grave wound
The is not with you or can never be found
It keeps you restless and does not allow you to rest
There will be no use shedding tears and not trying best
As the cloak can not be pushed back
So the time and fortune can not be brought back too
The lesson must be taken from it to go ahead
Certainly the uncertainty must be over and fears must be allayed
It is advised not to worry so much
Things can not be brought back as such
It is thing of past and must be treated
As by gone is by gone and purpose is defeated
It will be futile attempt to live under fallacy
You will be helpless and live under mercy
You must come out of past shock
As the time go on ticking in clock
It is natural to be alert on your part
It is normal way and no body can depart
It you cling to old things and do not forgo
There won’t be any place left to go
So try to be flexible and possibly adjust
It is very much essential and must
One should remain vigilant all the time and be careful
It is going to be very much useful
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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