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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Bitter words
Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling
It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before
Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer
It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say
We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press
Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive
It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain
Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense
Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….
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I love
I love my creative work and simple friend
They may be from different background and trend
They seem to be gifted with lot of tact
I feel so small before them as matter of fact
I open my self to the close and intimate
Of course their entry in life is very late
I openly admit the fact and state
I accept them with love and never hate
It has bridged my sentiments with them
My endless love flows out of the stem
They unseat me from my position and claim
Very close acquaintance but never put blame
I feel nothing without them but offer no reaction
My eyes always speak for them with action
Young girls come so easily with frank admission
I have no option but to grant the permission
They may go in for any relation they prefer
I need not to stress for it and refer
One gets so much attached with long relation
It is true feeling that leads to the elation
I love to react cautiously with affirmation
It more painful to part with when results in negation
On line relation is not that difficult to maintain
Only you got to remain vigilant and sustain
They may be seen always on line and very active
Laden with problems and seemingly very passive
They may fall easily in line and open up
This is the only link that makes them runner up
Temptation is never fanned by the flame
Once if you are in then don’t feel shame
It produces sweet melody in song
It may remain for long even if you go wrong
I had surrendered and completely fallen through
It was only to her response “how are you”?
I was carrying red hot volcano in burning pot
I asked “will you be positively responding to it or not?
Eyes can’t hide it and tongue can’t speak
I have lost the nerve and become very weak
Slowly I breathe the air and painfully leave
Who to be blame for and made to believe
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An eye sparkles
Eyes attract the attention ad make great impact
Two souls meet and make earnest pact
Live unto the end with some purpose
Make final bid to stay for long use
Why eyes speak so loud and clear?
What makes to result in push and pull?
Why there prevails calm and lull?
Why in absence of it life becomes bore and dull?
Eyes do all it in one stroke
There won’t be any fire or smoke
There won’t be any wind to blow
Water may calm down and silently flow
It is said eyes are reflection of pure mind
There won’t be any deception to find
It will be purely attachment of its kind
It makes everybody to feel proud and sometimes go blind
Brown eyes play havoc with sparkling light,
She was there Standing before me just to the right,
She was Inviting me very near but not to fight,
May be she wanted closer views with clear sight,
I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes sparkled as if deem lamps lit,
Why there was sudden interest to hit?
Muscle body with good physique
May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colors different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,
I too was ready for open meet,
Body was shaking and crumbling were feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
There was nothing was wrong for ground to explore,
Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry on her part was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt was sincere but confidence to lack,
Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow fast and not to sour,
Kind gesture was coupled with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition to ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
To grab the opportunity the time was right,
Soon was going to develop intense love and bond,
Deep relations to nurture and to be found
Love was to succeed to result in marriage,
Simple arrangement to be carried on carriage,
All went well with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understood with good rapport,
Extending good will with complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested the report
When I look back to find an answer and ponder?
No simple answer could be found but only wonder,
No clouds were there to make loud thunder
it was simple acknowledgement with easy surrender
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A nudge to marry
I won’t simply marry
As you have failed to carry
You failed to make me merry
You were impossible and funny
You were feeling sorry
It was not matter for worry
I was ready and well prepared
You did not understand me and compared
“Please stop it for God’s sake”
Life is not like sweet cake
You just be serious and be awake
You don’t realize what is at stake”
It sent me nervous shock
My mouth remained dry and blocked
Thick smoke emerged and rose again
I was not in position to regain
She was furious as if river in spate
I had no proper words to state
It is easy to control the irate mob
But not sensible ladies who always sob
“I loved you so much and longed
You never came up to expectations and wronged
How was I expected to go with you long way?
When you had no definite idea or simple way? ”
I can read your words and lines
In no way our relation undermine
I am in no hurry till you decide
I must reveal all and closely confide
You may have your apprehensions and misgivings
Still we had all gestures of fine loving
I was sure of my self and made good moving
I knew there is none for me so lovely and caring
You may come and knock the door one day
I will wait for that fine moments to have say
Moon may feel shy to throw the silver ray
I will not care for anybody or attention pay
I feel like rushing towards her
She may refuse but not surrender
She had no worry for cloud’s thunder
She was weary of my committing blinder
Will she be willingly coming to terms?
Was her mind was infested with doubtful germs?
What should be done to win her over?
I have no ready made ground or fine cover
She can’t say no to our relation
Any deviation is out of question
I am for her and she is for me forever
There may be some temporary setbacks however
Prove to the world that this is holy message
There may be long duration with smooth passage
I have none to offer as mark of respect
I shall remain faithful and try to introspect
I find no reason now for her saying “no”
She may find difficult to use the word “go”
It may coincide with happiest moments
Time may come when there may be some movement
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Come home
Come home, come home,
I always love and welcome,
Staunch and firm believer,
Ardent lover and follower,
I preached kind of love message,
Admission to all and free passage,
Leave behind all bad rituals,
Stay calm, religious and casual,
Never I uttered a word hate,
Clergy and priests get it late,
If something goes wrong then term it fate,
All words and messages clearly state,
I invite you with full embrace,
Worry behind and visit with grace,
Happy and beautiful smiling face,
Ready to follow and mind brace,
Leading simple life is not difficult,
Violence and arson is another cult,
Imposition of will is sinful crime,
I am all there with concern prime,
You may face hard time ahead,
Very crucial life but unable to lead,
Trust and belief some time desert,
Ill ideas and bad work always assert,
Leave not your idea and prime goal,
Diamond comes from very hard coal,
Surrender to THY and ideas float,
God may come to pick you in boat,
Liars survive and honest suffer,
Greedy eyes with lavish offer,
Still it goes but not seek after
Way to live and ideas differ,
Come to me for guidance and solace,
Prefer hut but not big palace,
Peace and calm will always prevail,
My place is here and blessings you avail
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Cry not
You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?
Go in isolation or on the roof top
yell and shout as much as you and don’t stop
If need be then go to the hill peak
Shout in wilderness and don’t speak,
I want that not a word is heard,
No tears must be seen or feared
no one should come to sob you off
and no one should cut a joke on you and laugh
if you Cry in open or complain to anybody,
it may bring disgrace to somebody
it may prove difficult and the path may not be easy?
It will always trouble you even if you are so busy?
Never say in open that you loved her
Even if you want cry then don’t bother
don’t excuse that wall was so high
Wall may remain there even if you fly
Claim not that moral was so high,
you won’t get whatever you want in life
she may not become your wife,
then will you put your neck to knife?
See the reason and decide for and against
it is real submission that will be counted for as test,
what happens if you simply go for admission,
There may still be omission and emission,
Cry not for the beautiful and bright “eyes'
They are completely veiled to say byes
It may offer very good smile
When you are in very good mood for while
It is sign of cowardice and lack of the will
You should go for all the options available still
Why do you prefer to shed the tears in corner?
You should preserve your energy in the burner
There will be definite turn and change
Time may come and you will be able to manage
It will be good sign for honest and sincere lover
Rain too may feel happy and pour the shower
Think that you are the only person to be so lucky
The situation may prove difficult and tricky
Still you may have to face to the tune of rough weather
If you get her on your side then it will be honor or feather
Prove to the world that you are the only person?
There is every possibility to succeed for simple reason
The luck has to smile on you and wait for the chance
You will have then no time to look back and glance
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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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Routine and Style
Both husband and wife quarreled for a while
It was their routine and style
If by chance for one day they observe silence
If will be considered as golden chance
Even though it never happened in past
Life was moving at steady space but very fast
Both realized it is not good for coming days
So they found solution in mutually agreed ways
Each one of them will go and knock the wall
Strike at fast space until they breathe heavy and fall
In such way they used to keep control over anger
Sit together to dine when faced with hunger
They could understand now what was the meaning of rage?
How an powerful animal can become helpless in the cage?
If anger is controlled in any of the suggested manner
It may deliver well sooner or later
They had fought several times and broken many items in home
The anger and fight both was now over and unwelcome
They had decided to go in for a new relation
Left behind everything that was in question
Person learns everything with passage of time
They may have some mistakes here and there sometimes
That stage may not remain same for ever
One will have to adjust and plan for future
If both the characters are of same temperament
There may develop unnecessary friction and development
If one gets good sense in immediate time
Life can be brought back on wheels at any time
Both now are leading now happy life and enjoy
They have no worry at home and plenty of time to spend with joy
If animals can compromise and come to the terms
We are human beings then why can’t we think turn?
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Sister in-law
Sister-in-law has got special position
All liberties but close relation out of question
So much praise showered on her with special mention
Husband praises without any hesitation
She stands as half wife for full wife
Vacancy is filled when situation is rife
Not to worry for any good flirt
Wife has to remain quiet but always alert,
No sweet but good and colourful relation,
Happy moments and adding to elations,
No tension and worry when she is around,
You can have easy walk on slippery ground
Husbands take pride in having in law
Don’t find fault or any other flaw
Always ready and anxious to care
Prefer all relation but to be seen no where
Wives too happy and share lenient views
Allows no freedom which is undue
After all, in law is her real sister
Above all, husband is her real mister
So long not married, everything goes well
After her departure, it turns into hell
No one is prepared for stories to tell
It was only phase not much to dwell
Even kids may prefer in law to mother
Not even look in home even at father
This doesn’t drive them crazy any more
No one takes note and stress or bother
This is delicate relation and bound to suffer
Many ups and downs with stories to offer
Many may argue with difference of opinion
After al it is sister-in- law and not the companion
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A real tension
Human beings are always hunted by the tension
They confine it to themselves and fear its mention
Tension and peace can’t remain one and go together
Mad race after oasis water to collect more and gather
What do we get after relentless struggle and efforts?
Does that help to build confidence and good rapports?
Without good will how ships can make courtesy call at ports?
How can it survive without the popular support?
What leads to an uncommon sufferings and tragedy?
Why all off sudden life takes turn and looks like comedy?
Do we not become laughing stock in public eyes?
There may remain many “if, but and why”
It is definitely greed that brings us down
Many people turn hostile and frown
It is our own dong and can’t blame others
Unnecessary thought may invade and continuously bother
When hasty decision and unwise steps are taken?
The outcome of its ultimate end is mistaken
We feel inching toward the realization of goal
It proves contrary and results in down fall
It is running after unrealistic pleasure
It may give momentary relief and never reassure
All steps taken are not for sure
The intension is not honest and pure
It is bound to suffer at the end
There won’t be left any time to mend
There may be same attitude from foe or friend
No one may come forward with kind words and send
It is said “wish “is mother of all ills
It raises men’s status on top or kills
It gives rise to unforeseen events
One has to prepare one’s self for unhealthy comments
It gives rise to unhealthy competition
A person throws all his might behind superstitions
It may lead to nowhere but to gallows
It may invite problems if he doesn’t follow
Honest intention coupled with efforts lead to peace
The things can be attained with accuracy and at ease
The efforts can be stalled but can’t cease
It may find its outcome soon to release
What makes our living and task so difficult?
Why do we project ourselves superior with different cult?
It aggravates already strained situation
The things must be evaluated in its proper prospective with relation
You may go down in your own circle with no result
People who are very closed to you may offer criticism with insult
It may increase your worries and tension
Is it worth to find its place or mention?
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Behind Closed Doors
Written by new order
There is a secret place
Underneath a tree
Where if you go and haste
You will find a key
The key will open doors
And you will look inside
The things that you will see
Will open up your eyes
At any given time
On every other street
The city comes to life
Though everyones asleep
A man beats up his wife
He doesnt wanna keep
Behind closed doors
Theyre in retreat
I dont know what makes me stay
The city life just aint the same
Theres something wrong with kids today
I blame the parents anyway
Theres no hope
No one to trust
I cant cope
Its obvious
Please dont take my drugs away
Im gonna give them up someday
There is a place somewhere
That I could call a home
Id live without a care
Id never be alone
One day I will get there
I feel it in my bones
I check upon the scores
I listen to the coors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
They still want more
Behind closed doors
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Read Concerns
I could read concern and worry lines
They need to be addressed and can’t be put on side lines
Any one may feel bad if not taken seriously
As you had given everything happily
What worried me most was your silence
You had not uttered a word in defiance
You agreed for everything and departed
Made no move of regret when parted
You knew it was your strong feeling
You were not weak but a strong and willing
Nothing could make you feel worst
As it was known to you from the distrust
Under such phenomena it is very difficult
To come out from the deep shock and insult
It might have ruined your inner core
I restrain myself to come forward and assure
I can feel it badly and try to assuage your feeling
It may be almost disastrous and killing
As mental shock is worst than physical injury
Person may burn silently inside with fury
Some of the hidden shocks bring sudden collapse
That may be stage when you may remain tense
You are well aware that it has no sense
Yet that takes place much to your common sense
I can heal no such wounds
As it must have its own round
Where such worry end automatically with composure
Person himself comes out of it and makes new future
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An Honest Man
Neither do I claim my self to be an honest man
Nor I do give any guarantee to my woman
I have tried to remain loyal as far as possible
But life has remain problem and full of troubles
I know for sure that she was one of the best
Did all whatever she could and proved true to test
Yet something was troubling and keeping her away
Her behavior was coming definitely on the way
It is sweet tug of war between couples
It is so when they get into doubles
Children change their way of living
It is now question of faith and believing
Some of the interests are forgotten for cordiality
Some of the couples show it as their best quality
Despites lots of difference they try patch up
Keep relation in tact and nicely cover up
There is no need to express regret or feel sorry
Some of the fears keep surfacing and add to worry
Life is another name for on going struggle
Compared to that of timely appearance of water bubble
How come that ship can sail smooth?
People may try very hard in their youth
Yet some of the tricky ways dishearten
The patience runs out of it all of sudden
It takes years of time to adjust
It is almost known and must
As it demands greater degree of understanding
It gives enough of time to correct image and standing
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Face May Not
Face may not reveal at all
You may be inviting imminent fall
It is evasive illusion spread around
With naked eyes it is never found
Silence cuts no much ice
Sadness may reveal no break of promises
Tears in eyes may speak nothing
Bubbles appear in water to say something
We pick nothing worthwhile and fall to trap
There are wide differences in perception with gaps
We take precautions wrongly and get deception
As we trust more and falter from the inception
Face may look so innocent
It may be hiding with lots of unsaid comments
Why do we cheat others and rejoice?
Keep wearing mask over head and feel so nice
So sometimes hard faces turn mild
They appear rude and cruel but turn very kind
They speak harsh but flow with kind words
Not advise you to fall back but move forward
It has to camouflage so many things
Sometimes to be retained without any dig
It should never surface on the face
It may become known and create problem in such case
Any how face is in fact a true mirror
It may speak of any fault or error
You may find it hard to contain
Calm posture is very difficult to maintain
Only the shroud person may survive
He may hold it for long and strive
For good and healthy relation
And at the same time give no indication
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A complete resonance
whatever we did it was completely at resonance
it was perfect harmony in presence
it was divinity as we call it essence
where was the time to look beyond and sense?
I was knee deep and knew really nothing
How life could turn sour and offer something?
Will it be comfortable past to rememeber?
Will it be miserable future as your family memebr?
I was lost in your eyes and did not look beyond
It never occurred in mind for a second
The happy days may come soon to end
We will not remain even as ordinary friend
Well, there is no use to visualize bad future
Who knows it and can predict for sure?
No one could make or prove its worth and assure
We were no exception and unprepared to endure
I raised my head to ask you for several times
You were totally lost in me sometimes
I too was masmarized and danced to your tune
May be we were destined to face the misfortune
I could read many lines of prose
Your eyes sparked for moment I suppose
They were not sure of how to convery
I was just watching them with dismay
Your finger just moved in my thick hair
It was just flying with movment in the air
You wanted it to remain curly and up
I preferrd to keep calm and mouth to shut up
You were making it heaven on earth
There was every scope and no dearth
It was simple imagination and prepardness to be lost
I gazed at the sky and remained totally frost
It will be natual feeling to flow
They may be restrained not to blow
The impatience to be lost may be complete desire
Even cool breeze may be working as volcano or fire
It is precarious situation and needs to be saved
It might have facilitated and path might have been paved
What was really expected of you in such crisis?
There exists no fine lines or thesis
It is not unbecoming of human being?
You have all desire to fly with powerful wings
The golden moments may air the music with songs
You may fall in and find no wrong
I rememeber of those winter insects
They fly round lamps with dancing acts
They are sure to die at any moments
Still they increse the strength and movement
Life can not be dwelth at length
It has got its own strength
There can not be any comparision
To think about now should be out of question
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Don't forget
Whether it love, attachment or infatuation
Remember and don’t forget me in any situation
You may not know how much I care and love you
I take it as sacred to that the name of the Thou
Is it magnetic pull, internal feelings or divinity call?
Person may not mind jumping even high wall
He is sure of everything except his own down fall
Life game is set in with colorful rolling ball
No one knows who will offer blow or first kick
No hard hitting with sweet promises to stick
If no success in life then hard wounds to lick
What will be left other than words to speak?
I have strong apprehensions in mind
Life may turn cruel and will not be kind
Journey may on but on parallel track
Joy and happiness will never be back
I wish to fly high and touch endless blue sky
Wings are strong enough but won’t be able to touch, why?
Nothing seems to be unfavorable but still may elude
Dreams may be scattered without any prelude
I can face the storm and swim rough sea
I can judge calmness, under current and see
Possible future struggle to get something new
Will it be possible if make concerted bid to renew?
Can you reassure me you shall definitely wait?
Withstand all the pressures and never be late
Embrace me with pure love and not with hate
I shall crash against solid wall or Iron Gate
Your words may infuse new lease of energy and strength
I shall have enough will power to go at any length
It will always remind me of bright hope next day
I shall have endeavor to see future possible way
I may not be able to miss you even if you miss
It will constantly remind of hollow words or promise
I shall die not because of dishonor but with disillusion
Life will be living hell with simple hollowness and confusion
It is how I see the future for both of us?
Many bad thoughts may cross mind and influx
It will be very hard to sustain possible blow
Life may inch toward death not fast but slow
People may not want us to unite
Inflame the passion and slowly ignite
I may sustain any blow or cruelty
It will be then slur on part of beauty
It will not be easy to forget and forgive
Life is not commodity to take and give
It has divine bonds to last for ever
Remember always and forget never
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Life...life...life..
life is where ever we stand for it
life is just a simple journey
life is what we make it
life is no nothing if we silent about it
life is crush if we turn the wrong path
life is very serious if we choose wrongly
life will not come if not in search
life is easy if we know which kind I overcome
real life is very simple
it all matters very happy we just need to understand the problem of the future
real life is very exciting
life is SWEET.
Set to sail
I was all set to move and sail
Fearing it may be stalled and sometime fail
Ideas rush to mind and create tension
Nothing is impossible but still big question
It is matter of pride but relate to significance
It may have more credit and importance
Small things don’t matter much in process
But highly appreciated when find easy access
I struggled very hard to make the headway
Faced the resistance and was left midway
Continued to strive more without feeling bad
Many times it leads to the situation very sad
Everybody may not have situation very similar
Long drawn fight with rough weather in particular
May end into fiasco or complete disaster
Forcing him to rise above everything to become town’s master
Lessons drawn in process may help for future
All problems may not have complex nature
What requires most is tactful handling
Unforeseen situation but require emergency landing
Loosing composure or patience may not be good
Peace and calm must prevail in mind and serve as food
What ever may be the problem, it must occur casual
Face it boldly and should look very normal and usual
It is one’s own destiny and future
May not be able to do it in fixed tenure
Maximum efforts one can have and try
No use to shed tears and offer simple cry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Am I problem
Am I problem for all?
Am I stumbling block or wall?
May I be undesired for all purpose?
What should I think or suppose?
I gave enough thought and pondered
I was not luke warm as they considered
I stood by their side in crtitical stage
I lost prestige but was able to manage
I did it on humanitarian ground
Its parallel can't be found
I did decide to think afresh and make round
The inner though appealed me as very sound
It is not possible to expect same gesture
You can't permanent yardstick and same fixture
It differs from man to man with known reasons
It will vary and also match from person to persons
You try to be good and get the brickbats in return
They are only finding excuses to deliver the blow in turn
It is human tendency to forget the good work by others
The success story always hunts them to think and bother
If you really think or have a determined way
Nothing can deter you or take anything away
They may not respond you positively and act
You will only have bad comments and hostile reaction
It is right if we take all aspects and view
Think of giving back only which is due
His can be realized only by few
Others may take it as something new
It is positive sign to be on good side
Conceptually it's implication can be very wide
You hide the tact wherever it is necessary
Else it may prove otherwise and contrary
No one may like to be called fool
Who will sustain the onslaught and remain cool
It is allegation on personal quality
It will only strengthen its futility
No one should take any one for granted
The help can not be given as and when wanted
Who can have it readily on hand and available
After getting the help many disappear and remain untraceable
It is ungrateful act and must be condemned
We can not over look it and all the time condoned
This creates adverse situation and people try to offend
On the contrary they will suggest us to mend
It is always good to be helpful and kind
We let it pass off without being blind
You must remain alert and face the opposition
This may help you to over come the transition
You can act ungrateful against such move
They may try to look honest and prove
It is their headache and concern
You got to remain on the guard and firm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A what n when
What language has to do?
When eyes speak through
what beauty has to do?
When eyes don’t see it in spirit true
what words have to do to comment?
When it lacks promise and commitment,
what appearance has to do?
When lacks understanding and inner beauty?
What are we here and meant for?
When don’t long for each other,
what do we care for and what aim in life?
When nothing to take care of except wife
what is use of promise if they prove hollow?
When said is undone and quickly forgotten to follow,
what we search and look for when life is moving very slow?
When nothing special in it then what is use of planting seeds to grow,
why all mystery is shrouded in it?
When there is eagerness to meet
No secret in it that I long for you
Would you mind it if it is made through?
You said once you don’t care for outer look
you need a partner and not very good cook
Yes, but certainly there is everything in it,
when you ask for it I shall bring everything to your feet
I believed in frankness and straight talk
It may prove easy and smooth while you walk
Life can’t be taken as simple journey with no commitment
It has to be there with aim and desire for fulfillment
You didn’t make it clear with your firm voice
I considered it as your willingness with choice’
I could read the message in your bright eyes
It was really inviting and no refusal or bye
I still awaited your oral admission
It was desire to go ahead with permission
Why couldn’t it be made smooth without any hitch?
It is after all key to success with hidden switch
It may miss true essence if not given fair trial
There may always be yes no or denial
It may still be worth exploring for final end
If not then whole life we can remain as true friend
Sometimes we are carried away by sentiments
We fail to exchange simple compliments
It lacks firm resolution and commitment
We let slip away the chance to regret or lament
I want it to happen in lovely and beautiful manner
The relation should be tightened with fine spanner
It is in our hands to make it worth and memorable
If it is done then it will be worth commendable
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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