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A run away

You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared

Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?

Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn

I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?

There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger

It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case

You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase

You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen

I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact

A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult

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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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Beautiful end

It was all not for me for free
There was hidden cause for me
I had very trimmed and attractive body
It might have drawn anybody

I gently made entry in club
All eyes were upon me as if trying to rub
It as not unknown to me but a fact
I was damn lucky to know and act

“Hello, I am here, how are you”?
I just roamed eyes and looked through
It was not all that sincere invitation
But of course an open offer for relation

“You can be my life or possibly a partner”
Even though I am new to this and beginner
Can that become reality very soon?
I replied that it can be done even this noon

He was damn happy and expressed gratitude
I like his behavior and attitude
It was open invitation and offer
I had no reason to go against and differ

I do not which way the ship may turn around
I have tried and very lately found
He may prove sometimes a reliable friend
The search has come to now at beautiful end

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An earnest move

Once we moved hand in hand
Vowed to live forever as a friend
Sun too graced our honest drive
Moon also blessed for long to survive

We prayed sun never to scorch
Even in noon heat not so much
We need not to go in for the search of shed
We needed his presence when actually wed

Who will not want bright light in a way?
To work very hand for promising day
Result may come not in desired pattern
It may be start of new life and happy u-turn

Luck would not have it and we have to depart
It was tragedy and considered it as integral part
Had we not wished a stable and durable journey?
Why bitterness couldn’t be removed by use of honey

Some where we erred for simple reasons
Suited as an ideal couple and very good persons
Hell was let loose on us in rainy season
We were bogged down and failed to learn lesson

We had earnest desire still failed to compromise
On every turn we longed to stand with all promises
It may still be the step considered to be wise
It might have proved a doom instead of rise

I wish to return to native place
I don’t believe in mad race
It is to be considered as simple case
There may be ups n down as temporary phase

Words can’t supplement the agony
Luxury can’t be brought by money
It is how we take and except the challenge
It is right to accept fact instead to for revenge

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A total isolation

I feel lonely and think of total isolation
Something has struck to me as surprise revelation
I was shocked over last few days’ development
There was uneasy calm and slow movement

It was out come of some body’s desertion
It was denial of firm commitment or assertion
It was bothering me with concern and too much
I was unable to move freely as such

This loneliness in life is very dangerous stage
You may unable to maneuver or mange
Someone may loose heart from the beginning
Rest may remain calm and always grinning

You feel vacuum and no charm
It may cause great harm
The relation may not remain warm
You may prefer to go out of home and remain at farm

You may cry in wilderness but no one may hear
Pin and agony you alone may bear
There will be nobody to call you as dear
You may be weeping with lots of tears

You may love to be in secluded place
You will try to rub the memory and leave no trace
It is now known to everybody that you have fallen out of grace
You will be looked upon as defeated person who has lost the case

You are crest fallen person on ground
No sympathy is offered to you or found
You may make unsuccessful attempt or round
It is futile attempt and doesn’t look sound

It may take all your Peace and sleep
You may not be freely able to weep
You will be afraid of loosing the face
It has proved you very costly race

It may cause you irreparable damage
It is not less than murder or carnage
It is unbearable on your part to manage
It may send you back by many years in age

Survive the onslaught and come out with roar
You must be able to stand on the floor
There is no use staying in indoor
You have everything good in your store

You may suffer many set backs
You may be fired and sacked
There will still be more shocks
You still have to walk and keep always awake

Isolation is not be the only answer
You can count them on fingers as fewer
What is best solution or remedy?
It should not, result in tragedy or comedy

Come out clean and face the trauma
It may not end in good drama
You are the man to stand fast
It is the end chance last

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Sell My Soul

“My soul and body for sale “
Offer from fish to a big whale,
When saw a big danger face went pale,
But indeed plain truth and not simple tale,

I can’t grow any more,
Nor can I protect in downpour,
Never faced worst ever this before,
Broken at heart and body lay tore,

I may not offer or even fight,
Find no candle even there no light,
Situation may be worse or even tight,
Worries may be more solution not in sight,

Tough it prove life may prove hard,
Can’t keep it away or off may ward,
Still it may remain, close I may eyes,
Nor it may vanish even I make byes,

I may boost big and promise tall make,
Handle it with ease and eat like cake,
Shaken from within when face rough,
Resolve may shrink when task find tough,

Still I may not relent, and also lament,
But loose I may ground and offer no comment,
I may collect thread and wave it neat,
Try to project success and excellent feat,

Had it been in reach, I may hold good,
Last I may more even without food,
But alas! I am gone and face defeat,
I may loose ground and may retreat,

Still I may hold firm and loose not grip,
Dark may not deter even light may trip,
I still stand fast and put brave front,
Odd may not give in I may more confront,

But as I said I just cave in,
Future lay barren and I shatter within,
I can’t offer more than body and soul,
Life proved hard and I feel foul,

So do I offer soul and body sale,
Story may not find well with male,
But it may find favour and also flavour,
I may keep it low but it will clamour

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At new low ebb

She took and sunk me to low ebb
I was entangled in monster’s web
I had no easy route to escape
I was unable to think or give shape

There may be many ups and down
People may show discourtesy and frown
You may be reduced to nothing and work as pawn
You may be crushed like grass in the lawn

She did not realize simple fact and made all hell
Everything was going ahead with plan and very well
We were leading simple life and good stories to tell
It proved nice all the time and did not face any trail

It was only for on ward march
No going back from the start
It was all for simple asking
Always rousing welcome and no kicking

As it always happen, there starts bad phase
You are down with fame and unable to show the face
You may not be able come out from house and counter
You need to face it bravely with the fear of lashes from hunter

There may be flow of bad words for your action
You may face criticism and solid reaction
No one may blame womenfolk but only man
Why was he not in position to stop or can?

She was string headed woman and couldn’t control tamper
She spoiled the relation with all her anger
It was unbecoming of good couple with good repute
How could I offer any counter or refute?

It was undoing of all my good work
I was feeling uneasy and unable to eat with pork
It was proving difficult to much to my discomfort
My ship was at mid sea waiting call at ports

It is not good for us to survive
Hostility may end but peace can’t be revived
You may live but without any sweetness or aim
How can we stand against odd and claim?

If you can salvage your ship amidst crisis
It will prove your point without any thesis
You may come to be known as strong contender
As it is not the worth job for the pretender

You got to rise from the ashes
You may have strong wishes
Not all may reach to the shore as fishes
You must come out victorious with fine finish

Lie low but not too low
Bow to Him but not to allow
Think of disaster but not of going down
Seeds may definitely grow if they are sown

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Agony Of A Child For Her Mother

my mother is the sweetest.
my mother is the cutest.
my mother is the smartest.
my mother is the greatest of all in the world.

my mother is the most wisest.
to save me from accident, she happily enjoyed to die.

i haven't seen my mother's face as i was of 4 years old then.

in my thoughts my mother is the most beautiful person.

she is like:

my mother's face is as white as snow.
my mother's eyes are as white as milk.
my mother is as white as cloud.
because she is completely covered with bandages.

my mother is the happiest person in the whole world.
because she can't feel any thing.

she can't feel any feelings.
she can't feel any pain.
she can't be sad.
as she was in comma, when i saw her.

i am the luckiest child in the whole world.
as i couldn't see her face.
i couldn't talk to her.
i couldn't play with her.
i couldn't share my feelings with her.

i am the reason why she was suffering such agony in life.
to save me from death, she sacrificed everything including her life.

i am the luckiest.
i am the fortunate.
i am the most happiest child for bearing this agony in my life.

As my mother is not with me on this earth.
she will always be with me in my thoughts.

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How To Feel Free

You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led

Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty

You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward

No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed

It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even

Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved

You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey

So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free

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A joy or sensation

There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind

I can’t murmur or sing
Can’t fly with crippled wing
Feet crumble and perform no dance
Eyes disobey and refuse to glance

I have no reason to smile
How to offer or go along for a mile
Everything seems to be far away for while
I continue to live as if in exile

Dreams don’t invade me in night
Thoughts emerge and continue to fight
Tears gush often and simply occupy
Restless night descend to make me cry

It may be cowardice act if I leave the scene
Must looks normal so that pain isn’t seen
However to explore what can be done as best
In every sphere of life even if it is hard test

Time and tide may offer the resistance
To lead simple life may be our insistence
We will not leave the scene and fled away
Continue to find solution and honorable way

Every morning may bring new message
Life may move on with smooth passage
We may care for precious time and sure to save
Move on with mission and sail on waves

There is no sensation or joy in life
if you are not with me as mate or wife
in every object I see you or find
nothing appeals to me even air or wind

Life has proved to be an adventurous
It was never challenge and proved as mysterious
It has provided us challenge and remained continuous
Have we accepted the fact and tried to make it harmonious?

Life is to be lived to its full length
There lies complete joy and d strength
We may sometimes find it difficult
It certainly provides us success and result

Try to enjoy it will simple smile
Never look tiresome or wear it for a while
Enjoy the fruits of life and carry on
It is half way battle already won

We must think seriously and define
Life has to be though afresh and refined
It has to have close look and watch
It must be renewed with fine approach

You may like it with new vigor and energy
No joy can be brought with the help of money
Life is to be recreated in fine way
You will be able to make it bright with golden ray

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Like echo

It is like echo
Strikes wall some times ago
Come back un-responded
As if fully not corresponded

You abuse a person and if he doesn't receive
It comes back after failing to deceive
Life too treats same
You remain alert without passing the blame

Like Jesus said “don’t meet evil with evil”
The effect will be same but almost kill
His desire to insult and humiliate
The enemy may lie down and never hate

These are proven experiments
Don’t offer any bad or good comments
The good effect is seen and sent
Where is the need to lament or resent?

It is same as if no resistance is offered
The opponent is silenced even if differed
The criticism remain within her/his shelf
Only remedy now lays with his/her self

Don’t laugh or make joke
If may offer any time big stroke
If you are prepared for any unforeseen attack
Put everything at jeopardy and at stake

Don’t underestimate even small person
He may turn as giant with solid reasons
What will you do when there is no counter?
Think of refuge first and secured shelter

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Always be nice

It is not good to feel caged
To feel at ease and not to be raged
It has to be well managed
The God has nicely arranged

You are worth diamond to the world
You don't have to blow hot and cold
You are unto your self and not sold
You need to stand on your feet and be bold

Every person behind the cloths stands naked
His identity is shaken and faked
It is not the real reflection
It needs some good and fine correction

God has born us free
You may grow and borne the fruits like tree
You have no right to shape the spirit in wrong way
It may amount to insult and take you away

The world is wide open and you are in fray
Don’t stand exposed and sincerely offer the pray
You have been designed for definite role to play
There is suggestive mode and positive way

It may be wrong on part to think negative
You should be open and really indicative
The signals should emanate very positive
You should remain there firm and very active

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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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Always miss me

You will always miss
My tender love and kiss
The story turned with the twist
It has remained only a mist

I had dreamed of a Little but
It was shrouded by mystery and but
You never came with good proposal
I only waited for your arrival

The dark clouds used to make me awake
The life and everything was at stake
The situation was about to make
It seems unrealistic and now will break

You were self centered
You had deviated and altered
Your original course and back tracked
Your promises proved hollow and faked

I know you might not missed me at all
As you had not responded to call
I had slipped and preferred down fall
You were still a mystery and proved wall

You were clever and very smart
You smashed and broken my heart
I have no reason still to feel being cheated
I have eagerly watched and waited

Will you come and make me happy?
Or will you deceive me like many?
I had full faith and strong desire
You had all the way preferred to admire

I clearly failed to pick
You were hell bent with to beat with stick
It was invisible blow to mind
I was unable to sense and find

Am I not at all so weak?
I feel bad but do not speak
I retain and do not reveal
With heavy heart I prefer to conceal

I wish it to be temporary phase
The fear and agony I want to erase
It is not allowing me to feel at ease
I wait for new energy to release

Let there prevail some change
Let him come straight and manage
I shall welcome him for various reasons
He is so close to my heart as person

I have never tried to find any fault
It was close secret and held in vault
It will not be spoken at any cost
You have remained close to heart and in mind uppermost

I shall not complain or shed the tears
I will simply watch and truthfully bear
The wounds inflicted by you as reward
I shall be anxious and look forward

You are not less than anybody
Still you hold special position as somebody
I found it quite amusing and pleasant
If would be doubled if you had remained present

I shall never be a dejected person
I have understood and followed every season
I know the tide will turn one day
I will feel happy in special way

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Can't be forgotten

Life can’t be forgotten
Wealth should be had but never be ill gotten
Both are very difficult to carry on
Still it must be lived on and won

Death can’t be cheated
As it has something to do with us and related
We may face it as ill fated
Or enjoy it as highly rated

Each stage of life is like rainbow
Welcome all of them and allow
Let one by one row of it be understood
Each row with color stands for and essential as food

Nothing may be remembered by followers
As we all are strangers and passengers
Traveling in same bogey with little space
Yet objecting with dislikes.color and race

All may get down with limited baggage
More weight may not be possible with age
Young may try to have as much as possible
Old people may find it hard to carry with troubles

What is to be preserved and what is to be thrown?
What is to be retained and labeled it as own?
Everything may vanish in little unknown time
We forget hard facts of life sometimes

We may be finished but not the bitterness
Everything takes us over easily and shown on face
We run behind it as totally mad
Result is proved to be futile and turn very sad

Fight it out but not with idea to stick
Play like ball and offer hard kick
Throw it in open field and patiently wait
Accept the goal as accomplishment or fate

It is hard to know or digest
Still it can be considered as best
Finally we have to come down and rest
Whether you take it as challenge or test

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A wish too join

It was never a dream but in fact close reality
The feeling had generated good quality
It created a sense of some closeness
All challenges were open to offer sweetness

Yes, this was bright side of the coin
I dreamed about her and wished to join
The rain was not dropping but dazzling
It was more and more puzzling

It sent me cold shiver in the noon
I knew clouds may be over soon
It will break silence with silver lines
I will have beautiful scene with all smiles

It did not open but cast a few doubts
I did not know what it was all about
I longed for her since her last appearance
She was staying away with lots of ignorance

She may knock me out in mid night
She was by all means there and very right
It was dreaded silence and owl mad awful sound
I may get up suddenly but she was no where to be found

Did I ever feel that I was in real game?
Did she ever whispered quietly or claimed?
I remembered vaguely to have heard
I could not make out when interrupted by cuckoo bird

Both were so magical in their tunes
It was creating spell that swung the fortunes
I went further deep to feel her pulse
Some unknown factor stopped me and repulsed

How to convey it to you is big concern?
I fear it may take ugly turn
I sit under hot sun to face severe burns
With the hope you may resurface and return

The sand reflects my mood
I visit there without taking food
I stare at blazing sun to slow down
Though I had not openly claimed to own

It is making me unrealistic about world
I am developing fear with cold
I can not it sore it or hold
She may need the initiative very bold

I may carelessly move on sand
She is no more walking with me hand to hand
I know the bad phase may be over soon
There may be emergence of bright moon

You were no less than Silver Star
The distance was not very far
There was peace without any calm
I still thought of her being in realm

I did not look or cared to see
Let any one come and feel it free
I wanted a shed and tree
I was not at all prepared to flee

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People walk away

When people walk away from you
Take it granted you were not true
They expected higher than the height
But your were proved wrong and were below weight

Every has right to choose and clear the way
No one may like simply to go away
It has to be done on equal footing
There is no use to go for night shooting

When it comes to the strengthening the relation
So many things surface with strong equations
Person may think of his interest first
Then may think of others at the last

It is applicable in all the respects
Every individual may carefully watch his act
It will be careful approach not to sever the link
Enough of thoughts may be considered to save the ships

Why do we consider our selves as intelligent?
Who would love to live in past rather than present?
It is advisable not to give much of credence
The steps are to be taken at once

Only success can be the mile stone
Either you choose to go along or alone
You will be successful only when there is result
Else you have to face the criticism with insult

Some of the idioms are well suited for learning lessons
But it carries different meanings with lots of reasons
It is how you face and take the corrective measure
Life then would be easy to live with in the future

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Taken for granted

Everything is taken for granted
Mistakes are not rectified or regretted
This is new trend today and acknowledged
The old tradition is off and slightly edged

People may promise only to break it next moment
They will watch injustice but no confrontment
They have lost resistance power
Only old stalwarts memorize and remember

It is easy to become egoist
Frown upon and wrongly insist
This is tendency and very clearly seen
Anarchy and mob violence with ugly scenes

Who wants to obey good instructions?
They only create hurdles and obstructions
Acts clearly seen as inhuman and cruel
Actions depended upon with wordy duals

I consider myself as coward master
Still I will run with speed as faster
I will present as if it is for noble cause
In reality it is retaliatory action after pause

I easily escape without being noticed
My loyalty is appreciated without being priced
It has hidden charges and I recover it
I gather it when situation is ripe and fit

Who is not selfish in this world?
Who runs away from scene after developing cold?
Only brave come forward and hold it together
Rests all witness it from distanced and not bother

It should not be considered s individuals concern
Whole society or country suffers in turn
One should try to restrict selfishness to bare minimum
If not then restrain self and keep at least mum

You can’t live with untrustworthy
You will loose all the sympathy
The doubts may be caste on you
You won’t be able to go ahead or sail through

One should avoid pursuing in wrong direction?
But what happens if it is proved no good action?
What can be remedial action and follow up?
Everything should not be lost in smoke or puff

No one would like to share the blame
Everybody will want the credit and claim
All appreciations for glorious events
Only hard looks awaits for failed attempts

No one can save us from the clutches from the fate
Timely help may not reach or arrive very late
The morale will be sunk to low level
Leaving behind no chance to excel

We are expert in giving lips services
We may offer even sue of good offices
We will render it not fully but partially
But certainly present it as if rendered really

We all suffer from same weaknesses
Though we have no means to assess
One can’t decide about one’s own fault
That will prove in wound as somersault

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You are forgiven

You are forgiven for all the sins
If sincerely open the heart to be seen
God knows for what you are up to
What is wrong and what is true!

In anger, an individual does so many things
He has no control over head and misses so many things
His cool temper is taken over by burning hatred
He is committing an error up on being misled

Something is performed which was never intended
Sentiments were hurt and conscious was offended
Under such circumstances it is bound to create imbalance
Person is under constant seizure of revenge and remains tense

He won't listen to any one if cam eon the way
He may push even almighty and send away
Such is dilemma and uncertain mind that makes him devil
He has lost common sense and nothing left behind to feel

Someone may say "pour full bucket of cold water over head"
Shut the door and remain inside without eating bread
It won't allow you to think positive and act
It is agreed and commonly known as fact

If you can keep mum then nothing like that
That may help you to prevent the sealing of fate
If misfortune is pushed for further time
You may escape furry of nature sometimes

It is best in our interest to surrender
Think of nothing and calmly come under
Under His spell and humbly apologize
For all sins committed unintentionally and act wise

It is proved beyond doubt that miracles do take place
Person is relieved from all troubles and feels at ease
God gives him relief from concerns and all tensions
Only he has to submit to his grace and frankly offer admission

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Reflection

At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?

poem by Ashley Olson
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She didn't come

I waited but she did not come
Eyes stared in one direction to welcome
No trace of her and generating heat
Heart almost missed and skipped a beat

I saw in her a very good friend
It seemed relation will never end
We may walk for miles hand to hand
We developed relation with positive trend

I slipped into memory and saw her smile
Agony and anxiety vanished for a while
Ears were not used to listen to sweet voice
I sank deeper as had no other choice

She remained with me at every turn
Aroused the passion with nothing to burn
She aired the surrounding with melodious song
flown with clipped wing as something went wrong

Wind blew in haste almost touching her curly hair
Sweet fragrance spread across mildly in air
Red cheeks shined on face with colour fair
I couldn’t believe eyes ………………….

Was this sign of betrayal?
Should I not wait for her arrival?
May there be some special reason?
I feared a rain out of season

I did not cry and tried to weep
Sought the reason to remain calm and keep
Not to seek anything in return
Brave front for making “U” turn

I consoled self and heaved a sigh
Emotions emerged and ran very high
She may have some reasons to hide
Not necessary for all moves to disclose and confide

I thought of putting self aside
She may not be by my side
Her memory may last and suffice
Can’t I make little sacrifice

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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