A praise to go around
Yes, everybody around you may praise
No one may beat eye brow and rise
Any unpleasant or unwanted remark
As they find in you a killer shark
You are perfect at your kill
Everything is done at will
You have every reason to feel
And seat comfortably at wheel
You are driving force
People may regret it with remorse
For the fear that you may leave
Very hard for them to believe
So never have illusion
With no more confusion
They may not speak or act
But lead you believe that you are perfect
Who does not live in fallacy?
It is natural policy
One may like nice and sweet coated words
For anything good and looking forward
Is it your beauty alone?
That ruins everything like cyclone?
Many are crest fallen like trees?
A musical sound around you like honey bees
Is it coupled with your intelligence?
That drives them crazy in your presence?
They have nothing else to offer except helping hand
You make them feel as very good friend
Is it your decency or good behavior?
That can be read easily like mirror
You tend to deceive no one
And liked by friend, foe or everyone
Are you gifted with snake’s charm?
Why is that not one ants you to harm?
Is it your ability to control the situation?
Or you act and balance the equation?
Is your complete ignorance r innocence?
That stops people from doing any nonsense?
Do you have reflexive mood to act?
Or hostile to counter and react?
It is nice to know that you are armed with
Controlled smile with no more opening of teeth
It keeps danger at quite good distance
You have balanced view with clear stance
There is no dearth or shortage of beauty queens
Everybody may try and would love to be very keen
It is desirable that one must understand protect self
It is like finding a treasure in the sea shelf
You are exposed to innumerable moral risks
You should be in time capable to offer kicks
It is not the advantage on one side alone
The opportunity once lost means completely gone
You may sometimes be called arrogant
And also referred as child or infant
It is not the acting but self defense
You are caving out the way from dense forest
You are and should be known as you are
Let people not praise you and remain far
You are there as special entity
You may live there as fine quality
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A praise around
Yes, everybody around you may praise
No one may beat eye brow and rise
Any unpleasant or unwanted remark
As they find in you a killer shark
You are perfect at your kill
Everything is done at will
You have every reason to feel
And seat comfortably at wheel
You are driving force
People may regret it with remorse
For the fear that you may leave
Very hard for them to believe
So never have illusion
With no more confusion
They may not speak or act
But lead you believe that you are perfect
Who does not live in fallacy?
It is natural policy
One may like nice and sweet coated words
For anything good and looking forward
Is it your beauty alone?
That ruins everything like cyclone?
Many are crest fallen like trees?
A musical sound around you like honey bees
Is it coupled with your intelligence?
That drives them crazy in your presence?
They have nothing else to offer except helping hand
You make them feel as very good friend
Is it your decency or good behavior?
That can be read easily like mirror
You tend to deceive no one
And liked by friend, foe or everyone
Are you gifted with snake’s charm?
Why is that not one ants you to harm?
Is it your ability to control the situation?
Or you act and balance the equation?
Is your complete ignorance r innocence?
That stops people from doing any nonsense?
Do you have reflexive mood to act?
Or hostile to counter and react?
It is nice to know that you are armed with
Controlled smile with no more opening of teeth
It keeps danger at quite good distance
You have balanced view with clear stance
There is no dearth or shortage of beauty queens
Everybody may try and would love to be very keen
It is desirable that one must understand protect self
It is like finding a treasure in the sea shelf
You are exposed to innumerable moral risks
You should be in time capable to offer kicks
It is not the advantage on one side alone
The opportunity once lost means completely gone
You may sometimes be called arrogant
And also referred as child or infant
It is not the acting but self defense
You are caving out the way from dense forest
You are and should be known as you are
Let people not praise you and remain far
You are there as special entity
You may live there as fine quality
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
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A Beautiful Reflection
I used to stare at beautiful figure
Why I preferred it? Am not quietly sure
It was something I felt deserved our attention
Nice words of praise with very good mention
I considered my self as one of the most handsome
This view may be shared by not all but some
It is not bad to feel good for self and enjoy
It may be good reason to feel happy with joy
I may stand in front of mirror and quietly murmur
Look body from all the angles and whisper
How much thrill it used to send that I don’t know?
But it was definitely self elation matter anyhow
I was laughed at in many public places
I will look at smart and beautiful faces
My close friends may come near and cut jokes
I will scorn them to shut the unnecessary poke
T was hurting me if someone to comment badly
I will not accept it lightly and think over it sadly
It was matter of deep insult cause for worry
It was anguish for me but surely felt very sorry
Who will not like few words of praise?
You will step out if few more good words are raised
You will be inflated with air in body
It will be known as proud moment for anybody
I think I am not exception in this race
There may be lots of people with such case
They will be suffering from personal syndrome
They will be living in their on world and feel very much at home
I knew from outset that beauty may fade away
Still it was necessary to feel in special way
Not all people are gifted with fine and attractive figure
They seem to think to have bright prospectus with future
If one lives under false impression and feel same
He must be prepared to share some blame
Many may not like the outer beauty and comment adversely
Still it will be his cool temperament that will not accept it as remorse
The mirror may reflect exactly what you are
The person may know reality for being how far?
It will be best suited to his temperament
The gain will be seen from positive point at any moment
It is good not to be carried away
You will not be in position to have permanent sway
Any natural object has to die or perish
It is quite to have close finish
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A beautiful figure
I used to stare at beautiful figure
Why I preferred it? Am not quietly sure
It was something I felt deserved our attention
Nice words of praise with very good mention
I considered my self as one of the most handsome
This view may be shared by not all but some
It is not bad to feel good for self and enjoy
It may be good reason to feel happy with joy
I may stand in front of mirror and quietly murmur
Look body from all the angles and whisper
How much thrill it used to send that I don’t know?
But it was definitely self elation matter anyhow
I was laughed at in many public places
I will look at smart and beautiful faces
My close friends may come near and cut jokes
I will scorn them to shut the unnecessary poke
T was hurting me if someone to comment badly
I will not accept it lightly and think over it sadly
It was matter of deep insult cause for worry
It was anguish for me but surely felt very sorry
Who will not like few words of praise?
You will step out if few more good words are raised
You will be inflated with air in body
It will be known as proud moment for anybody
I think I am not exception in this race
There may be lots of people with such case
They will be suffering from personal syndrome
They will be living in their on world and feel very much at home
I knew from outset that beauty may fade away
Still it was necessary to feel in special way
Not all people are gifted with fine and attractive figure
They seem to think to have bright prospectus with future
If one lives under false impression and feel same
He must be prepared to share some blame
Many may not like the outer beauty and comment adversely
Still it will be his cool temperament that will not accept it as remorse
The mirror may reflect exactly what you are
The person may know reality for being how far?
It will be best suited to his temperament
The gain will be seen from positive point at any moment
It is good not to be carried away
You will not be in position to have permanent sway
Any natural object has to die or perish
It is quite to have close finish
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Shy and shame
I am hasmukh by name
But still feel shy and shame
Offer very good smile
To live and love little while
Not all may understand
I feel lonely and stand
No friends no relatives or accomplice
No one to praise and offer promise
People are relaxed when visit me
They feel fresh and very much free
I make them burst in laughter
They realize only when come in after
I offer no medicine
I have no ready made vaccine
I know I can grow vegetables in famine
I know how to make friends and consider them mine
Love may not end half way
People will not desert and run away
Smile is powerful weapon
It can be offered to foe even
Only those people can smile and stay
Who have guts to make path in difficult way
Rest can offer forced smile in disguise
They can not make ship to sail or cruise
If you can take away unhappiness for a while
You can restore person a beautiful smile
He will go with full of contentment
Where the chance will be then for discontentment?
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A nice person
´He was nice person and down to earth”
‘Good people depart early and still there is no dearth”?
“He was choosey in life and did no harm”
“He lived full life with enthusiasm and charm”
Some of the comments were heard when my close friend died
He lived exactly the opposite and on almost all the occasions lied
I failed to understand the value of comments passed on individual
Is it customary to pass words which in all the sense are dual?
I have almost witnessed the same scene
There may be unpleasant things to be seen
People will be offering their condolences
I may still be customary to site many instances
No one takes this occasion very lightly
We may notice some differences slightly
It is not appropriate gesture or tribute
It helps a lot to express the gratitude
Person is remembered at his departure
He might have not earned for his future
The last rites might improve his public standing
His contribution might be remembered as outstanding
We find some of the people still fearing the death
They are afraid of wrong comments or wrath
It puts them under constant fear and pressure
They do nice work at the end to make it sure
Some of the good work is definitely appreciated
It is openly advocated and stated
This brings some of the his fine work to the knowledge
It might have been his ultimate goal before his demise to manage
People may call him as true son of the land
His contribution is clearly seen on hand
He might have proved to some people as good friend
This is how he earns respect at the end
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A nice vibration
I find completely mesmerized by the nature
Some nice feelings inside which quietly assure
The importance of its closeness and alignment
The nice atmosphere to feel part with nice moments
The day may have very good start
When you have attachment in heart
It has feeling for others and some vibration
Nature too bless it with harmony in relation
Something you breath in and leave it slowly
The freshness stay for while exhale freely
The complete recycle of energy in fresh blood
Until something rushes in form of flood
Something emerges in for of nice feeling
You are out for someone and willing
There is bloosom and full greenery
Nature is open for all with good scenery
You are opening up and thrive
Take some initiatives and revive
It is bid for beautiful life to live
Something l like love and affection to believe
You miss someone who is now so dear
You concentrate on something to hear
Your arms remain unfolded to invite
The passion and urge ready to ignite
It is not easy to hide and seek
It takes hours, days and weeks
You have something special to seek
The chances to success are always bleak
It is natural flow to attract anyone
You are one to offer it to someone
It may be there but needs some revelation
There may then be move to strengthen the relation
It is God gift and generally recommended
No one has right to feel offended
It may come to you in natural course
We are here to feel the pulse of course
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A good gesture
Good morning and followed by evening
Whole day to play with very good innings
What can be good in preparation of meal?
If we don't enjoy it in real
There may be earnest desire
I can only praise and admire
There may very good dishes
It is all that I can hold as wishes
It has something to do with your hospitality
It is pure gesture to friend as humanity
Who does it all as mere formality?
It is nothing but fine quality
You invite the friends with view to cater
It may be proved soon there after
Your affection and wish may certainly reflect
It may speak more about your generous act
Serve them well with nice and sweet words
You may have gratitude there after words
They may not speak word in anticipation
It is your humble desire and participation
It is gathering strength with fine gesture
Friends may find comforts and reassure
Their whole hearted feeling for sure
It has dedicated love to be very pure
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Rather Unfortunate
I would say it and rather term it as unfortunate
As it had many divine aspects and things to relate
It was favored on me as divine bliss
I really cursed the situation as total miss
Not all are fortunate enough to witness the blessings
It may be in any form and may come in at any casing
So is the case with divine drops and vision
At the last moment person may miss it with confusion
This can be somewhat called as missed opportunity
The luck and chances are to be seized with ability
Miss it once and nothing is left to curse with
Next time be armed with resolve and closed teeth
Nothing comes in easy way
More you try and it will go away
Such is game of fate or luck
So much stock of ill luck may always be struck
People may also offer kicks
When you are wounded and forced to lick
They have no good words but to offer only sticks
If defeated then they may offer some other tricks
I would concede only on one consideration
The problems must have bearing on one relation
Either be prepared for acceptance or loss
There can’t be straight path or any cross
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A wise to be
It is wise to be fooled and roam around
It looks foolish but seems very sound
It is quite amusing when rumors gather round
You may feel like to hit a person and go under ground
You can easily make people to believe in you
It is your ability to gather support and go though
They may not take you seriously and consider it as joke
You may air your grievance but it won’t go in air as smoke
It is said you must keep mum on certain occasion
You should not fire your salvo even faced with private invasion
It is ridiculous to offer every move of others and face
Unnecessary criticism sand enter into verbal race
It is better to observe from distance and offer no comments
Not to detract eyes while making large payments
It is common test for everybody to observe some ethics
Everything will go into flames if goes wrong with mathematics
Let people form their own opinion and guess
You should not leave anything behind as trace
It is unwise to counter and unnecessarily face
They may come round the corner and grace
It is good to be heard than to hear them all
But it is equally good to keep quite and hear a call
It may not only save you from possible embarrassment
But may grant you enough time for good comment
Let your arguments remain confided within self
It may definitely improve your image and help
Let people also think you are fool to cope with all
You need not clear about their doubt and fall
To offer nothing practically is considered as best tactics
It has been proved number of times by statistics
It has many advantages than any disadvantage
It gives you enough time to maneuver and manage
Why to look upon other people as smart and intelligent?
Are they gifted with extra sense and specially sent?
Do they have super ability to control the crisis and solve?
You need not open all your cards and silently resolve
It is human tendency to expose the weakness in general
People may not bother or think about the procession like funeral
They have their own sense of cutting jokes and try to impose
The will power and influence at any place they consider and suppose
So to score over each other is not moot point or only reason
It varies from place to place and from person to person
It is better to keep cool and regain the composure
Establish yourself and if need be doubly ensure
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Sweet people
You may find the sweet people
With sugar coated words and very much capable
To deceive you in single moment
To leave you behind for whole life to resent
Think twice before buying easy
That may make you quiet happy
But believe not a single word
You will then reap a reward
There is no dearth for such talent
You need to attend no school or remain present
It is inbuilt quality and inherent
Of course not gifted by parents
One thing is certain and sure to bother
We take joy and pride to fool others
We forget for seconds about plight
That may be faced by person to fight
Believe your own eyes and act wise
You may find many people with hollow promises
Do as your own conscience permits
Act whatever you feel alright and deem fit
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Look What The Good People Done
They were drinkin his wine
They were usin his name
They were takin the time to take
His name in vain
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
They were havin their fun
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say things that they
Dont really mean
They look so convincing cause theyre
So squeaky clean
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Its a million to one
Look what the good people done
They (? put him on walkin down ? ), they said,
Lets go on with the show
And they pad him on whiskey and say, boy,
Youve got to go
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Hes (? on the highway ? ) to none
Look what the good people done
All the newspaper men
They were lookin for names
Pulled him out of a hat
They needed someone to blame
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
He thought he was the one
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say,
Keep your nose to the ground
Then theyll build you right up
Just to knock you right down
Look what the good people done to you
Look what the good people done to you
They were gettin their kicks
Look what the good people nixed
[spoken - here we go]
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
They were havin no fun
Look what the good people done
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A bad or good
What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish
It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try
Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react
There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief
Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care
Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy
It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late
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Only reasons
I look only to the good qualities of men.
Not being faultless. I won't presume to probe into the faults of others…
Mahatma Gandhi
How come person feels jealous?
When he is not known or famous
Full of faults yet dreams for honor
Dreams about praise from people to be called donor
Money or wealth does not form the simple criteria?
Proper evaluation should also come from intelligentsia
People from all walks of life should praise his quality
Shower all blessings in public and pray for his nobility
People try to take lesson from his noble life
As everybody is aware about the sharp edge of knife
Life can prove even hard in absence of any possible help
What is use of treasure if that remains in deep belt or shelf?
It is always nice to pick good advises
Learn good qualities and escape possible misses
Their life becomes exemplary for masses
For which there is no need to hold the classes
One should look at good aspect
Disregard at what their real means to act
Pick whatever is good
Adopt their thoughts as food
Such were his noble thoughts
It is brave to admit own faults
Great people never cared to be called bad person
As their life was life open card and has several reasons
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She Is Black
'She is black and has no features'
'About her nature I can't say more for sure'
'She may be good and nice girl'
'But real gem and black pearl'
Some of the comments irked me
As the people were right and free too
They could speak anything against anybody
I had no reason to feel bad and cared to study
I keep my eyes down and pray almighty
For granting the lovely color and beauty
I had no reason to worry about people
As it caused me no tension or trouble
You may find all kinds of flowers
Red, white, yellow and orange find more admirers
Yet black has its own distinct identity
Real charm and to some extent special quality
Any passers may definitely look at me for a while
As I used to walk elegantly with style
Keep head down and meet with no eyes
Even if they attempted more at me or tried
I have heard but exactly can't say
Every object of nature has its own way
To come up with age and attract all
Appeal with attraction and respond to call
In a way I am thankful to my creator
That I have been gifted with color
So close to nature and almost liked
Even if so many might have disliked
What matters most are kind of feeling in you?
How good you are at words and stand true
I am of little shy nature but mix freely
I can never appear alone and feel sadly
For whatever the reason I raise head high
Feel proud at what I am and earnestly try
To commit as far as possible with total trust
To me gender discrimination never appealed me most
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Bono Rezak
'She is mom's special friend'
'I have read their conversation with nice end'
My reader friend disclosed me about you
As I was discussing 'Bono' with her and felt so true
'Are you early riser' she was on line
It was all quick with surprise
I was thrilled to see her talk
It was as if cuckoo's voice heard while on stroll or walk
'The mind is fresh and ideas creep' she went on
Mind is steady and thoughts just keep
Perfect flow is maintained
That is how thoughts are composed and sustained
She seemed to me as an icon
Well behaved and mannered to be won
She was excellent in her oratory
As I visited and saw her work in poetry
She was in praise for all poets
At least that was keeping them occupied and quiet
I learned a lot from her conversation
As it was nice to go head and build relation
I felt her warm and as good human being
Nice with humor and good in chatting
But poems are all addressed to her hubby
As it seems to make her all the way happy
It is nice to visit and feel about good soul
More of it when she responds to the call
I feel it as beautiful chance to have little chat
May turn it into solid bond when we make further start
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A Good Friend She Was
A good friend she was
Would be there for me
Through ups or downs
A good friend she was.
A good friend she was
We laughed and had fun
Her smile was the best
A good friend she was.
A good friend she was
Her caring was amazing
Her love of life showed
A good friend she was.
A good friend she was
Kept her spirits up in pain
Never showed her hurts
A good friend she was.
A good friend she was
Even up until the end
Put my hand on her heart
A good friend she was.
A good friend she was
I will treasure the memories
Of all the joy we shared
A good friend she was.
*Dedicated to my very best friend Maryann whose spirit lives on because you really can't destroy goodness
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Good To Feel
It is always good to feel nice
Over full of nice food stuffs with rice
It gives good smell when nicely arranged
Now only good test to be observed and managed
These are all external feelings
When it comes to real happening!
It turns out to be unpleasant
When it seems not ideal and important
There are many ways to feel happy
Only positive mind can speak it without worry
One needs to remain in cheerful mood
As it is not always the question of good food
Food can provide good nourishment
Body can be kept in fit condition with nice movements
But what about inner conscience and its concern
It can’t be kept quiet with possible wait of turn
You can go tough with the situation
You can be very rough when time comes for evaluation
You have to be committed with certain aspects
As that may only guarantee you some respect
It is said one need not worry about whole world
At any time they may show you wall and turn cold
At such time you can come out well and act as very bold
You respond to soul and see it is not bartered or sold
The key lies with us with all the options
We must be capable of its retention
Nothing can be snatched if you are firm
Only you must stick to belief and confirm
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What a way to reassure!
What a way to reassure on face?
Lovely beauty with visible trace
God has sent beautiful reminder on earth
Take her care else face the ugly death
It is your duty to acclaim and adore
Not all flowers may attract any more
Yet we do believe and praise in precise terms
As they have noble part to play as mother, sister and daughter in turn
Not all girls are gifted with moon face
Not all the shine given away to any race
Hilly areas have their own reflection
Whole beauty is reflected with positive indication
They are not selfish so far as their role is concerned
Good looking girls are preferred and very fast cornered
They have demand and rightly can be said so
They find king's offer if royal family gives clear go
Our history is full of wars and their sacrifices
Empires have been lost due to words given with promises
Certainly out look matters but their nature and dedication too
We have witnessed, observed it and passed through
How come that is working as magnetic pull?
How come they look so pretty and beautiful?
God only can answer as it is blessings from divine seat
We only look outer beauty, appearance and express joy at
The garden may have elegance with lot many flowers
It may add more beauty with little dazzling and rainy showers
Family may gain prominence with females having brilliance coupled with beauty
Gain prominence all-round and have upper hand with blessings from almighty
It is natural feeling and common fact
We are guided but sometimes forced to act
To protect honor and dignity of woman becomes prestige issue
Only some of the people may think reason behind it and rightly view
I, for my part, will appreciate it in any form
That has not come up all of sudden or born
It is definitely a graceful act on part of creator
That we live to witness such flowers from mentor
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A far end
I visualize the far end
It had always remained my trend
To thinks of foes and friends
To support and ready for good wishes to send
I have sensed the futility of such hunt
Life had remained difficult and bore the burnt
It has taught me to be tolerant and submissive
There lies humbleness in not to take but to give
Why is that I have been hunted all along?
I find it alright and absolutely nothing wrong
Why people offer me brickbats for simple song?
I am always with them finding nicely among
It may be nice way of repaying in their opinion
It may be best way to offer the opposition
I still find it right and best composition
It pays me well with my position
God has given me everything to feel happy with
I never have to express anger with closing the teeth
I go silently and meet the people with open smile
It gives me course and stand to walk for an extra mile
I might have not fared well with inner conscience
It might have been out of tune with its presence
Sometimes it proves deterrent if behaved in nice way
It is landing in trouble and dragging us away
It was sill long way to go and sustain
I did all possible to remain calm and maintain
It proved not to the extent possible
I always found it difficult and impossible
I lie with satisfaction on the bed
I find everything in flames and red
I know it will be just matter of time
I may be punished by some one for my crime
I breathe happily in peace with satisfaction
It is definitely a good sign and indication
You fear it most when reach to the dead end
It does not spare either foes or friends
There is no use to lament and cry
You should not back and ask why?
Neither there is any necessarily to feel bad
Nor is there any use to feel guilty and sad
It is universal truth that one has to depart
You try to retain nothing but impart
It will always give you inner happiness
It will grant you honor and closeness
I may look towards apostles with immense trust
It makes me feel good and it is really must
It will save me from possible embarrassment
I have prepared to leave the stage at any moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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