A pure love
Neither you will be first
Nor will be the last
The love is moving very fast
See to it that it doesn't blast
Make sure it is pure
You are but very sure
You are on your chose way
See to it that it is not drifting away
You may be shown clear sky
You may still have to feel very shy
He may have world in your presence
Accept gladly without feeling tense
You have offered whatever you could
You are cool and ground firmly stood
Though it is not tested yet for proof
You are waiting for him on the roof
You have no option to go back
So much is now at stake
You are half asleep and half awake
Time for action and decision to take
You may be given hollow promises
It may have near misses
You may be living in complete dream
You want be able to shout or scram
I wish it turns into reality
To love others is good quality
After all it is peaceful mission
There is scope for frank admission
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Half The World
Half the world lives,
Half the world makes,
Half the world gives
While the other half takes.
Half the world hates,
Half the world runs away,
Half the world's late,
Half the world praises the day.
Half the world is,
Half the world was,
Half the world thinks,
Half the world does.
Half the world lies,
Half the world burns,
Half the world cries
While the other half turns.
Half the world cares,
Half the world weeps,
Half the world shares,
Half the world keeps.
Half the world sings,
Half the world laughs,
Half the world brings,
Half the world tries to be the other half.
End.
Half The World
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway
Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes
Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does
Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away
Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half
Half of us divided like a torn-up photograph half of us are
Trying to reach the other half
Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
song performed by by Rush
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A living dead
I am considered as living dead
No desire to be assertive and in position to lead
I am moving in public and looked healthy
I am in strong position and considered wealthy too
I have stable position and earned good fame
I don’t know how but any how it came
I made it easy by remaining aloof
Any one can see it as clear proof
Yes deserve to be good human being
You should be determined and willing
Nothing can prevent you for doing so
If whole heartily you prefer and go
What is use of leading an aimless venture?
If it has no energetic thrust for future
Something has got to be done for its success
Life should be like an open page and allow the access
If in life if you have something to offer
People may accept it gladly and not differ
It is how you present your self in their eyes
There won’t be left any if, buts and why
I lacked complete will to usher in open domain
It wasn’t my way of doing and exclusively remains
A stigma or tendency to be away on selfish ground
A parallel which can never be easily understood or found
I am taking fresh air but leave it with pollution
Rudderless direction sans a strong resolution
Not willing to offer any thing of kind gesture
Have nourished nothing of that sort for sure
I shall continue to live in uncertainty
I have failed to understand its complete utility
I am no less than any selfish creature
I still live out of harmony for the future
There may be many more that may be same
I feel no guilty for being and feel the shame
I feel the purpose of being in this world as different
All my moves lead to the direction and seen as apparent
I shall see it as no draw back
As I consider myself very frank
It is great things to admit the lapses
With my being as exception nothing is going to collapse
Someone one may come forward and fulfill the mission
I consider it as greatest asset if you openly go for its admission
Not all the persons can deliver heroic performance
One look inwardly and have little glance
Life is glorious mission to be lively fully
I full realize it but can’t participate wholly
I have countless flaws and fears within
How far I can survive and long remains to be seen?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Final Gift
What makes us to long for at last?
As life may be moving very fast
All stages may pass off very quickly
One will have to bear it happily or sadly
It may not be pleasing to all
Some one may consider it unfortunate arrival
Yet that is beautiful gift from one and only one
Who can dispute His presence and claim to be undone
Through out the life you have remained very truthful
The result had been awarding and you were successful
It never remained mystery or puzzling
As you had more and more inkling
Who knows who has consumed whom?
Where all the happiness has come from?
Love it as it is never planned
By luck only you are gifted with foe or friend
One may go away with full satisfaction
His departure may not be marred by his action
Very few may get tearful good bye
No one can get it even if vainly try
What is left behind as final gift?
Is it the strained relation with so much of rift?
Or living message of love for complete shift
All together different message for positive lift
Don’t curse Him for any of our lapses?
We have missed so many misses
We have taken no note of any signal
It is simple argument but not complete denial
We live completely on His mercy
We have no other role except to accept his pity
Either you do it smilingly or unwillingly
It may take place whether you take unhappily or gladly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A test with one eye
A test with one eye is formidable task
You may go in for search and ask
It is staring eye with lot many questions
It may not set in with good equations
Can world be explored with one eye vision?
Will it make enough probes with comparison?
Can it make in roads with complete liaison?
I think it may not be best way or suitable option
I was amused at the use of one eye by a friend
She was visionary and saw it with horrible end
The world was not the same to live and enjoy
She imagined it as beautiful place and full of joy
Something was still missing and her eyes refused to believe
She was not contended with and did make her to relieve
The love corner was occupied with hatred and prejudice
The holy feelings were taken over and termed as merchandise
She tried to close one eye and observe it with one eye
There was misuse of everything and everywhere and could not question why?
Her eye was moving in all the direction to find an easy answer
No one could satisfy her and found nothing from viewer
It was her hunt for noble cause
I was definitely peace mission because
An eye could penetrate and search for solution
It was firm decision and had come with strong resolution
One eye had limited scope to cover the area
The closed eye was blocking the plea
There was complete dark at the base
This was happening under the nose
Something she was unable to perform or observe
She was going for it with all the energy in reserve
She had firm belief that world may wake to the reality
She may find the world with tolerance as main quality
How many wars have been fought and won?
Have they bettered the world or helped any one?
Why does my eye must see the intolerance and hatred?
Is it considered as noble, desirable and sacred?
She decided to close one eye forever
She had option to visualize however
She did it for entire world to shun the violence
They needed the world to be observed through lance
How many peace loving people may be living with such noble aim?
Who can remain aloof from all consideration and still not claim?
How many can observe self imposed discipline and visualize the scene?
Will it be worth while to watch the people loving each other and seen?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Drifting In An Out(Revised&Edited Line Form)
I drift in an out.
I scream.
I shout, whats this really about?
My whole life in question.
I feel I should make an confession, even if theirs objections.
I'm not afraid of rejections.
Not like I haven't heard all excuses in the world.
Does this make it so cold?
I feel my age coming in.
But still I stand before you.
Larger then life.
An honest man.
Not a lier.
Not a nobody.
Not a somebody.
Accept me for me, or turn away.
Because night turns into day.
Tears run red.
Hurtful things are said.
Then you lye awake in your bed.
I'm drifting in an out.
I scream.
I shout, what the hell is this really about?
My whole life in question, in question.
Condemn me for who I am.
Brand and label me.
It wont change a thing, other then make me an angry man.
Who feels hes got cut over and over again with a dull razor blade.
In time I'm sure this will fade.
Until then I'm drifting in an out.
I scream.
I shout, what the hell is this really about?
My whole life in question.
So many questions.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Look at the Time! (A Drinking Song)
Look at the time! It's half-past six!
Time for me to be getting my kicks!
I'll have some whisky,
It'll make me frisky,
And then I'll get up to my usual tricks!
Look at the time! It's half-past seven!
And I feel that I should be going to heaven!
I'll have some rum
'Cos I'm not dumb,
And then I'll be drunk by ten to eleven!
Look at the time! It's half-past eight!
I didn't know it was getting so late!
I'll have some brandy
Instead of shandy,
And then I'll be able to face my fate!
Look at the time! It's half-past nine!
(And I know that this doesn't really rhyme!)
I'll have some gin,
It's a bit of a sin,
It's time for a party and I'm feeling fine!
Look at the time! It's half-past ten!
Time to go back to bed again!
I really think
I've had enough to drink,
But I'll be back on the bottle tomorrow again!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Change Myself
Half of me wants to knock you out
Half of me wants to tell you that Im sorry, so sorry
Meanwhile, half of the world wants to scream and
Shout at half of the world
Just like you and i
Just another fact of life
We plan and we scheme
til theres nothing left of our little dream
But half of the time I cant decide and
Half of the time Im petrified
I want to change the world
I want to make it well
How can I change the world
When I cant change myself
Try again tomorrow
Id love to change your mind
Capture your citadel
How could I change your mind
If I cant change myself
Try again tomorrow
Both of us want to win this fight
Both of us think the other is mistaken, so mistaken
Meanwhile, everyone wants to take up sides
So everyone helps us to fall apart
Just another fact of life
Its hard to play fair
And its so easy to pretend to care
But if nobody wants to share the blame
Then everyone gets more of the same
If I want more peace in the world
Then I must make peace with myself
If I want more trust in the world
Then Ive got to trust in myself
If I want more love in the world
I must show more love to myself
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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A matter of love
It is not a shame
No one should stand to blame
It may be seen in every creature
There lies very good life in nature
Hardly some one remains untouched
Inner soul is always searched
It emanates some pulses in one direction
That has been clearly scene in action
You may not speak a single word
Still you will trust and look forward
You may expect some miracle
You may air concern in circle
Everybody may laugh at you
Thought it may be very true
No one needs clear proof
As you have to share only one roof
It does not matter who dominates whom?
It is seen how it does or comes from?
it may matter less or hardly leave any trace
you may boost to many with very bright face
It chooses its natural course
it may face blind turns of course
you have only to welcome its force
There is nothing for you to curse
Love is like single molecule from one force
It originates but rushed with mad course
It has to accept any fold that might come across
Not to divert here and there even if to contact cross
Love reflects many kinds but with one language
It has to bring an end to sufferings and to assuage
If there is any ill feeling or eagerness
It has to shape new destiny with fineness
It makes way and helps you to lead
we only have to concentrate and simply heed
The simple life to be spent with love and affection
That is only left in as true human action
love for all and bitterness to none
finding favor always with some one
who knows where the road will meet?
Why not mix with all and greet?
Loveless life is not a mission
Hatred, bitterness and inclusion of so many as an admission
Colorless rainbow as natural displeasure
How dark patches can grant us pleasure?
Love to rule and love to last
Nothing to come as steps last
It is natural and must impose
Time to act for trust to repose
It will be better to fall in love stream
You can think clearly in dream
You want the sun to directly beam
All heavenly bodies to help you as team
It is desire of every human being
It may be same with poor or king
Love can be celebrated in palace or field
It does depend on you how clearly you held
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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On wrong track
I sincerely think I was on wrong track
He was all for lust and kept everything at stake
I was barely half awake
But continued only for love sake
It was snake charmer’s tune
As snakes used to feel immune
You too were not spared of such effect
He had notoriety in his act
I had lost all my peace of mind
At no stage I was allowed to find
You wanted me to be ruined
Still all my hopes were pinned
You did nothing to assuage my feeling
All your steps were fearing me and killing
I couldn’t come that close
You had tried level best to crush the rose
You had no regard for my wishes
On the contrary you tried to put an end and finish
It left me speechless and full of distrust
How can I in life now put a trust?
You were embodiment of all evils
I had love and trust in you still
I was prepared to follow at every step
But you kicked me at offered a slap
I could curse no fate either
It was enough reason for me to wither
I was pushed to the final abode
Even though I had willingly rode
I find no blame on your part
It was neither a deception nor an art
You stood your ground well
There is nothing more to add or tell
I shall still cling to my views
To me love is sacred even if enjoyed by few
What all happens in love is anybody’s guess
You can’t have full proof or any trace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Unrealistic Dream?
i had a dream that i was king
i had a dream that nothing could stop me
i had a dream that i could fly
when i awoke from that dream
i had already fallen
i was just a peasant
everyone including myself had stopped me
i tried to fall back asleep
tried to forget what was real
and learn what's not
but every time i tried to go back
back to that world
every time i managed to grasp what little i had left of it
reality pinched me awake
i had a dream that i was happy
how do i make that reality?
poem by Michael Secrets
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All the time
You lied all the time till we got married
It was necessaciated but hurried
I made a blunder and not queried
I stood under the sun and cried
All your promises stood hollow
They were useless and I did no follow
I was blinded by your quality as snake charmer
You had rehearsed it as good programmer
You showed your color at an appointed hour
I never expected it may turn sour
You bellied all expectation by pouring cold water
It was going to be black day and future to alter
How could I stand for it and share?
All the times I appreciated and adored
You were to prove as cheater and liar
I bore the burnt as very good complier
How could I dream with you as one?
It was shame to show face under the sun
It is unholy alliance and stands to appear
I may weep through out the life with tears
You were making false promises
I had all of them as near misses
They were not to smell as flower’s fragrance
They were smelt as fake as of your recently utterances
We can never as one and united
I have restrained and kept it as limited
I shall lament it for the whole time to come
The whole alliance to me stands as unwelcome
If we make joke of holy alliance and laugh
More sufferers in life will be your better half
You may wonder freely with no blame to share
She may face the wrath and people may stare
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hollow World
I heard a speech in religious congregation
It was widely read out in relation
With worldly happenings and people around
The speech was tremendous and seemed very sound
As all religious leaders try to prove something good
To preach and get satisfaction out of it and consider as food
What do they have with them except to part with good words?
Spread the message with love of almighty or lords
They have found refuge under roof of holy homes
Where no one is shunted out but always welcomed
Nice treatment with all help for possible mental peace
Nice words, healing touch and free from any satire or tease
But we live in live world surrounded by sheer lies
All sorts of rumors, propaganda and false promises
Dependence on such persons whose words are hollow
We know about it but still compelled to follow
If not, then there is cruel world to face
Left behind in sands even though considered as mad race
For paltry sum or gain of no significance
Daily quarrels, altercations and pursuit of insignificance
We live in world that is built on promises
Constructed by liars with full of flaws and misses
I love listening to such gimmicks despite knowing the reality
To hide the emotions and inside rage is called very good quality
Well, no one can claim aloofness
It may be called dirty ground reality and dirty surface
Yet we have to live with it by making permanent base
Run after it, grab it and survive after making frantic chase
No one has succeeded in escaping from its dragnet
The ground has been made slippery and wet
There are every chance of slipping
Cry over bad fate and weeping
It may remain so for centuries to come
We may feel as if imprisoned in drum
Where our voice can’t be heard by outside world
As they have become used to and developed cold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Waiting For Our Time
Looking up from where I stand
I see the vapor trail
Of a jet plane in the sky
Here the wheel is in my hand
But theres no wind in my sails
And life is drifting by
Still I hold on and wait
I know its not too late
And my breeze will come
Muse you satisfy my soul
Keep me warm while the
Cold world guards the gate
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Your love has kept my dream alive
A vision of my life
With you here by my side
Every forward step I take
Every moment Im awake
I feel your love inside
So close I feel it in my bones
I know Im not alone as I climb this wall
But I, sometimes I get so high
I just want to live, love
And taste it all
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Here tonight
I lie awake and watch you dream
Under the light of the moon
I wonder just how far weve been
And where well be
When the sun comes up
Will this be our date with destiny
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
Im searching
Im wondering
Im yearning
Waiting for our time to come
And Im waiting
song performed by by Styx
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A Feeling Of Half-ness
i had long known that i cannot be full
i am always a glass half full.
This feeling of not having gone at length
to the place where i want to put all my legs and my hands
and let them do something that is so complete.
My cheeks are blushing.
My ears do not fully hear what I am saying to my heart.
My heart beats but always in half notes
In Whispers so that You may not hear everything
That I want to say. Always concealing.
Hiding the true color of this state: halfway
Half asleep. Half awake.
At the middle of things, I shall always be.
I am neither the beginning
Nor the End. I want to speak, but there are no words coming.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Feel Romance
Feel the romance even if you are away
To live peaceful in life is the only way
Whether pure or impure it has same name
We should know it well and not pass on the blame
Live it alone when spring is on
Birds from other countries might also be flown
To find the breeding ground
But nest is no where found
Find the place and peacefully rest
Love you can and as much as best
But think not of other consequence
It may make you happy with golden chance
Heart is meant to love and to be loved
Such theory is in force and to be believed
No more pain and no more worry
It is love so don't feel sorry
Make it known to all
Autumn is far off and respond to spring's call
Monsoon is just now over
There is no worry to find the cover
There is no scope for pain
Let it shower slowly as rain
Feel with it and dream sweet
Return home with joy and greet
Why love has been taken with one meaning?
The name itself makes them grinning
Love can be of different kind
Why people go deep into it to find out?
World is starving of peace and stability
Love can win over hearts with best quality
You may find many couples with no frontier
They only want to lead the life happier
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Sleeper
As Ann came in one summer's day,
She felt that she must creep,
So silent was the clear cool house,
It seemed a house of sleep.
And sure, when she pushed open the door,
Rapt in the stillness there,
Her mother sat, with stooping head,
Asleep upon a chair;
Fast -- fast asleep; her two hands laid
Loose-folded on her knee,
So that her small unconscious face
Looked half unreal to be:
So calmly lit with sleep's pale light
Each feature was; so fair
Her forehead -- every trouble was
Smooth'd out beneath her hair.
But though her mind in dream now moved,
Still seemed her gaze to rest
From out beneath her fast-sealed lids,
Above her moving breast,
On Ann, as quite, quite still she stood;
Yet slumber lay so deep
Even her hands upon her lap
Seemed saturate with sleep.
And as Ann peeped, a cloudlike dread
Stole over her, and then,
On stealthy, mouselike feet she trod,
And tiptoed out again.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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Just A Little Lovin
(barry mann / cynthia weil)
Just a little lovin
Early in the mornin
Beats a cup of coffee
For starting off the day
Just a little lovin
When the world is yawnin
Makes you feel wake up feeling
Good things are coming your way
This old world
Wouldnt be half as bad
It wouldnt be half as sad
If each and everybody in it had, yeah
Just a little lovin
Early in the mornin
That little extra somethin
To kinda see them through
Nothing turns the day on
Really gets it dawnin
Like a little bit of lovin
From some lovin someone like you
This old world
Wouldnt be half as bad
It wouldnt be half as sad
If each and everybody in it had
Just a little lovin
Early in the mornin
(just a little lovin)
(when the world is yawnin)
Just a little bit of lovin ah
Oh, in the morning
Nothing turns the day on
Really gets it dawnin
Make a little bit of lovin
Its so good, its so good
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Missing you lovely
Are you missing me lovely?
How you were looking so handsomely?
You have made our home a play ground
Where such lovely pleasure can be found?
My only love how much I miss you?
This is only reason and very true
I feel so much pain at your sickness
I go down along fear with heaviness
How could I send you away?
You were to be treated any way
Wish I could share your happy smile
I am in deep anguish meanwhile
All friends wait for your come back
They are worried and cut no jokes
The smile has vanished and they feel bad
As you are sitting alone here and feel sad
Cool breeze doesn’t appeal
How much I want to feel and reveal
Make fast come back and rejoin
Am also sad and you come along to join
My heart would sink
I fear and continue to think
You are my precious eye and would love to see
Your natural play and run so fast and free
Your eyes reveal so much but can not conceal
It is belonging and love so real
You will have to fight with strong will
I shall embrace you and misses you still
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing to worry
There is nothing to worry and care about
Just commit mistake and you are out
You got to sharpen your weapon for defense
Not to attack but to sustain and halt the offense
The world is for quick, intelligent and fast
Who holds stand fast and doesn’t give up to last?
No one dares to question his integrity and doubts cast
Such is his influence over the areas which are vast
To strike first means half battle is won
Sunshine appears and dark clouds gone
We have to sum up to see the clear gain
To run on the track with fast moving train
It is not brave front to die for silly cause
Prepare for defense and intelligently pause
Strike at the time when enemy is fast asleep
Repent for the whole life for simple slip
It is how we continuously strive for betterment?
Cautious approach with calculated movement
Who knows where from the danger may lurk?
We got to fix, assess the reality and ceaselessly work
To shy away from the reality is little cowardice
It will not augment the efforts or needs to suffice
No one sheds tear for ordinary man’s demise
No prominence is give for breaking the promises
You will have to carve out your own kingdom
It is one in million that luck appears seldom
If you go for and grab then it is called wisdom
You get the prominence that of beautiful stardom
You may be forced to eat humbles pie
Advice may be rendered without asking and free
What should be avoided is simple known trap?
You may otherwise loose the face with heavy slap
Accept the challenge as it may be in any form
Whether you remain in form or out of form
Luck would smile at brave person or hero
Who has created space from nothing or zero?
Why to blame luck or fate?
They come in the scene very late
Brave person doesn’t believe in it and hate
He will evaluate first and then rate
Everything must be executed as per plan
No eleventh hour preparation or rush in van
Nothing should be left out when it is launched
Enemy should be on run off the scene when it is touched
These are good indication of full proof preparation
It should be planned after careful consideration
There should be no withdrawal when fully attacked
Assault must peter out when it is checked
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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