A shine like light
She was blazing like sun shine
The nature had made her look good and fine
I never thought of making her mine
Dreamed a lot to sit with her and dine
She was perfect model
Als! I could worship her as idol
What was something special in her?
It is to be difficult task to narrate here
She shined with her natural beauty
She looked elegant on duty
What a way of making move in calculated manner?
I was to be lost in her sooner
I tried to capture her in my imagery
She can be adored piece in scenery
I was visualizing the next move
She came like flash and drove
What was left behind a simple trail of image?
She was just a rose flower on page
She did represent beautiful young age
It is quite difficult to present and manage
I was lucky to have her glimpse
She was all the way meant to please
I did not relax but found at ease
It was coming like flash and difficult to erase
Well, she represened a sunny side of the object
No well manner man can outrightly reject
She is not selective piece or subject
But a means to realize the beauty and inject
She can be well analyzed as glory for womanhood
This can be well grasped and uderstood
It is not mere cutting a carve piece from wood
It is well manner thought to serve as food
Things may move as usual
Certain things are not seen as casual
It is part of our feeling and imagery
It can make us feel sad or merry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A perfection
What is perfection?
You mean precision
Accuracy in action
Or planning in anticipation
Nobody is perfect
Good ideas to inject
Never say no or reject
Observe minutely the object
It may look different
It may not look apparent
There may be under current
Danger is always inherent
Master the art
Have good beginning or start
Dress up well and look smart
Integrate, neat well and be part
Come up with new innovation
Try come out of suffocation
Breathe fresh air with good intake
Recover the lost ground and retake
Earn the name and feel no shame
There is always prestige with good name
Nothing will go wrong or slide away
You may fine it in right way
Try to address it in well manner
You need no platform or good banner
Good manner and perfection will do it all
You will receive tumultuous welcome and call
Try to perfect with near perfection
You need not but may speak your action
it has nothing to do with lengthy speech
You may have all the chance on top to reach
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Come On And Get A Big Piece
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
I can no longer make excuses for me.
I can no longer be that,
Tragedy!
Hey...
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
I can't,
Stay safe...
Knowing without you,
I'm all alone.
I stay,
Awake...
Wondering,
Who's now in your home...
Playing 'Daddy'.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You thought had gone wrong.
Come on and get a big piece.
A bigger than a big big piece.
Is there anything for me, boo?
Do you mind if I boo hoo too?
Come on and get a big piece.
A bigger than a big big piece.
Come on and get a big piece of love,
My love...
You had thought had gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Beautiful Simple Object
A beautiful object is matter of joy,
Eyes to see it and quietly enjoy,
What is seen today may not be there tomorrow
Let it grow and freedom to allow
Mountains has got inaccessible top
People consider it a little stop
I find the world beyond
A beautiful one above and down little pond
How wind touches the mountain and come back?
With a message of love and peaceful pack
Who says natural has ever discriminated?
The sun rays and others have always illuminated
There has to be only love and believed
Not hint of distrust and tension to be removed
Everything is beautiful around
Joy and happiness is rightly found
I see beauty god in every object
That why we endlessly see and never reject
It appeals us in divine manner
This fact has to be realized sooner
Draw the lesson and adjust the style
Leave everything beside and think for while
Only closeness to nature may give us new lease
Life will be normal and to be spent at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Night, really dark night
Why didn’t she respond to call?
Was she really facing the wall?
Wanted to move out and roll the ball?
Was I judging it as flicker or miscall?
It was definitely welcome and invite,
Sure suggestion for passion to ignite,
Was I indication for call in dark night?
I was amused but it was alright,
I jumped two steps at a time,
Forgot what was the interest prime,
Surely can’t afford to loose the opportunity,
Everything can wait but not the girl with beauty,
She looked as if fairy came on land,
I wondered whether I can move hand in hand,
She was not ready yet to become friend,
Then why did she waved at as signal send,
I was moving in and out,
I did not feel victory but a rout,
Ready to move with laws flout,
Knew nothing what was it all about?
Where to go and whom to ask?
Seemed to me a difficult task,
Rushed to a friend for simple advice,
He too was same as I was novice,
I remembered saying” nothing is unfair”
Most valuable and treasured gift is love affair,
I thought it as simple and fair,
Fragrance spread and filled the air,
She represented dark as night,
Her thoughts were not good and right,
She embraced me with invitation to ride,
I was shocked and emotions couldn’t hide,
She was whore and I took her as right,
Difficult to come out without fight,
I rushed from the scene and left the sight,
Night seemed to me really dark night
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Piece Of You
Im just trying to live this life of mine
The more I look, the more Im blind
And all I ask for is piece of mind
And all I want is a piece of you
Well I lost my way today
Back home from work
The snow fell like dust
I felt like dirt
Happens everytime I start to search
For that long lost piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
It seems the last time I was sure
Of anything
I sold my heart
I wore your ring
But now, the queen has lost her king
All I want is a piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Piece Of Crap (Eddie Vedder & Ministry) (White Label Demo)
Neil Young) (various dates)
Tried to save the trees, bought a plastic bag
The bottom fell out, it was a piece 'a crap...piece of crap...
Wanted an LP, only had CD's
Digitally clean, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Bought myself a can, thought it'd take me far
The dealer was a liar, he was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Got it from my friend, on him you can depend
I found out in the end, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
I'm trying to save the trees, I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down to build a piece of crap...piece of crap...
Picked up a magazine to read about the scene
It didn't tell me beans, it was a piece of crap...piece of crap...
I went back to the store, they gave me four more
The guy told me at the door it was a piece of crap...
It was a piece of crap
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Mixing with love
I will not think of sun and moon,
but would want as season boom,
all fruits on tree appear in loom
Sit with thought in single room,
I may think of me and ugliness,
not to attempt to remove loneliness,
think of ways to attain oneness,
Is all because of your goodness,
Why I praise nature and not find?
Your natural beauty I never mind,
You are with quality so kind,
For all my successes, you are behind,
I think not of your beauty outer,
fears grips me more with sudden ouster,
destiny in you and hold you as master,
life may move with speed and faster,
You are perfect and need no praise,
beauty in you makes position raise,
so not to think of you is not the case,
but to walk with you is difficult to pace,
I may win with smooth sail,
Though different tracks of rail,
Never to confine as inmates of jail,
Not do I need to jump out the bail,
You are beauty with marvelous skill,
Force way out with iron strong will,
Never leave space but make it fill,
This is difference in beauty with zeal,
I am lucky to have you on side,
Thoughts not narrow and angle wide,
Emotions aside but matter confide,
Not mixing love with any more side,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Music Exam
I sit outside the exam room, waiting, patiently, for my turn;
Anxiety has, long since, set in, and my stomach is all a-churn.
These music exams, have always been really rather formal,
So, I guess, to get this nervous, is just completely normal.
I enter the exam room, and, having warmed up, I start,
But, all too soon, things, very slightly, begin to fall apart.
For this moment, in my life, I have, relentlessly, rehearsed;
Of the times, I’ve played this piece; this is, by far, the worst.
I’m unable to stop my two hands from, literally, shaking,
And I’m feeling annoyed at the mistakes, I’m now making.
At home, I’ve played this piece, hundreds of times before,
But my fingers just don’t seem to want to work any more.
At my mistakes, I’m now feeling really rather frustrated,
And deep inside, my spirit is now, somewhat, deflated.
At home, feeling relaxed, I played these pieces just fine;
Now my fingers, no longer feel as though they are even mine.
Next up, the examiner asks me to play some scales and chords;
To make too many errors, in this section, I can very ill afford.
But, I hardly falter, and I get all of them, pretty much, right;
I feel extremely relieved, and the end of the exam is in sight.
Finally, I’m presented with a short piece of sight reading;
‘Nothing too difficult’ – in my mind, I’m, silently, pleading.
The examiner thanks me for coming, and I am now free to go.
How well I did, I now have to wait a few more weeks, to know.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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All Of A Piece
ALL of a piece were the sunset light,
The rose in the tree, and the golden girl;
Beauty, the weaver, 'twas that wove them,
Weaving deftly, as Beauty can,
Just to capture the eyes of a man,
Just to make the heart of him love them,
Setting the blood in his veins a-swirl;
Ah, the rose, and the girl, its piece-mate!
Ah, the sunset of rose and pearl!
All of a piece are the faded light,
The rose in the mire and the girl grown old;
Beauty, the trickster, 'twas that wove them,
Weaving deftly, as Beauty can,
Just to capture the soul of a man,
Just to make the heart of him love them,
Then to sicken and grow grave-cold;
Fragile wear is the cloth of Beauty —
Rose and sunset and girl of gold!
poem by Roderic Quinn
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Your Move
Written by terry shaddick and steve kipner, 1983
Found on your move and the very best of america.
I don't understand it 'cause you won't say yes
But you don't say no
Sayin' no we shouldn't you keep holdin' out
But you don't let go
I'm givin' up on trying
To sell you things that you ain't buying
It's your move (your move)
I played all of mine
Time (ah) is running out
Make your move (your move)
Or we can't go on
Till (ah) you understand
It's all in your hands
It's your move
You're giving me the business with that old come on
But you don't come across
You get me so excited don't you know you're such a tease
When i think you're gettin' hot, you're not
(oo) so what's the problem, what's wrong
This kiss and miss you know it can't go on
It's your move (your move)
I played all of mine
Time (ah) is running out
Make your move (your move)
Or we can't go on
Till (ah) you understand
It's all in your hands
It's your move
(know it can't go on) go on
I'm givin' up on trying now it's (your move)
Girl, if you ain't buyin' now it's (your move)
I gave it all i got now it's (your move)
I thought you were hot but you're not so it's (your move, your move, your move)
It's your move (your move, ah)
I played all of mine
Time is running out
Make your move (ah, oh)
Or we can't go on
Till you understand
It's all in your hands
It's your move
It's your move (your move, ah)
I played all of mine
Time is running out
Make your move (ah, oh)
Or we can't go on
Till you understand
It's all in your hands
It's your move
It's your move (your move, ah)
I played all of mine
Time is running out
Make your move (your move, ah)
Or we can't go on
Till you understand
It's all in your hands
It's your move ...
song performed by by America
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Bit By Bit
Bit by bit, piece by piece
I shall put this puzzle together.
It will distract my mind
and as I find a piece
that fits, I marvel
that anything so exacting
can be so distracting.
I do not think of cares and woes.
They've taken flight for now.
I think of what is in my hand
and where it will fit somehow.
As I hesitate to finish
for then I must perform
all those perfunctory duties,
routinely as I move.
I try again to fit into this world,
fit into the groove.
Bit by bit, piece by piece
I have put my life together.
Just like the puzzles that are done
I often wonder whether
the end piece of my life
will make a lovely picture?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I guess one of the reasons I'm doing the Poe piece is that I think Poe demonstrates that no matter how difficult things are, if you continue to move forward in life, you can eventually become victorious, even if it's later in life.
quote by John Astin
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Will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
In a gentle manner he asks
Will you be my friend?
Or is that too much of a task?
Many a time when feeling lonely
I long to be loved
Welcomed and made to feel homely
A friend I need
One who can share my joys
Friendship I seek, and not to destroy
A friend I need
Someone not afraid to tell me off
When ever I am wrong
Instead encourage me to be strong
Someone who can
Life my spirits when I am down
Not look upon me with a frown
Will you be my friend?
In a gentle manner he asks
Will you be my friend?
Or is that too much of a task?
‘Why me’ she curiously asks
I’m no beauty behind my mask
And he replies, ’ Because you are so gentle’
Patiently understanding and simple
You exhibit utmost kindness
The title friendship goddess
Is yours, if I am honest with gladness
You display compassion and intelligence
You never judge and there is no pretence
My life with you will make a difference
We rhyme together in towns
And joke around like clowns
When we talk on the phone
I merrily feel not alone
You shine like the sun and are fun
You are always there with support
Continuously making sacrificial efforts
Well then, I am already your friend
She says, ‘unless you want our friendship to end.’
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Unseen Spider
Across the college porch, there stood a piece –
A model of our college that looked fine,
Within a glass-case placed on a table,
And made to scale and painted in nice way!
The medical college looked so lovely,
Located ’midst flora and good fauna –
With trees of every sort and gardens neat,
Where snakes and scorpions and pea-fowls abound!
The campus was a natural beauteous scene,
Alluring on-lookers with natural ease;
The spell-bound parents left their wards to learn
In Nature’s lap, and noiseless air and peace!
The model old seemed beautifully made;
A bit of cob-web lay that never moved!
The spider lone was traceless on the scene:
Perhaps, it died without enough of food!
The strand of cob-web made the model great!
No human hands can match a spider’s legs!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 17-11-11
poem by John Celes
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Same coin
I wondered and gazed through window
Nature’s wonder appeared in the form of rainbow
Countless thoughts just crossed the mind
How many wonders one can see and find?
Rain just stopped making sky so deep and dark
Calm prevail at night with solitary dog’s bark
What a lovely scene one could see and rejoice?
Bow head in respect with speechless voice
Slowly emerges the disappearance of dark soon
Silver rays come out with glitter from the face of moon
Seems it is beautiful lady waiting for somebody
One can easily notice anxiety with movement of body
Lovely beauty reflecting in her nightwear
Nature too reflects glory and simply bear
Stars too shine with smile and little twinkle
Wind blows slowly making little sound and smile
Such coincidence rarely be seen or exist
Invitation from beautiful lady remains and insists
Acceptance of love and simple recognition
Not providing excuses for any ignition
Nature may not remain cruel for long
Emergence of day light with sweet song
One can’t remain aloof and go wrong
We got to be a part and go along
Nature never deserts or leaves you alone
With calm weather or powerful cyclone
Beauty and nature two represent same side
Affection, kind heart and spectrum so wide
We can’t be indifferent to nature and beauty
Respect and preference should always be our duty
It is no secret that beauty and nature move together
One should not think unnecessarily and bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beauty In Essence
I read beautiful sentence 'beauty is joy forever'
How best to understand 'beauty lies in the eyes of beholder'
I was restless and decided to search
But I had imagined it as beyond reach
God only knows how to define beauty
He has created it and certainly is his duty
I shall have to feel or be the part of beautiful universe
If I am granted black color then it should not be the cause of curse
Oh God! What a project I have taken on hand?
Not even almighty has tried to understand
It was freely distributed on earth by nature
Many flowers have come up in garden to reassure
'No, it can't be as simple as that' I was amused
I opened eyes but in misbelieve refused
Why was it not attracting as it should have been?
I thought for a while but lacked the power to be called divine
Wherever I moved and tried to guess
I saw the same power with divine face
He was there in each particle
Each one speaking itself as independent article
I found beauty in black eyes
With same attraction and force it tried
Not that white lacked any appeal
But black represented nothing to repeal
I raised my hands and looked at his mighty power
Only rain god had the blessings to offer
Bring life and beauty to earth in general
So many appeared quickly and many disappeared with funeral
I tried to read and decode the beautiful language
I was not young enough to understand that page
Where all the material was available to feel beautiful
But I found it at no place and remained unsuccessful
I find each object better than the other
Among the females I could see only mother
In the garden I could find only rose flower
Where else I need to go now to find beautiful cover?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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(european B-side)
finally in the meantime since you paid for my room
I thought i'd write the european b-side or 2
See mr. merry's in the garden
Trying to tie his high top shoes
Johnny's off of daff-dill mountian
Praying for the news
And oh what a piece i am
If you'd...be my friend
Thanks to all that you made me replace
For all you gave to me you left on my face
See mr. merry is the garden
Bella's taking ludes
Daddy's off without a pardon
But nothing left to lose
And oh what a piece i am
Oh what a piece i am
If you'd...be my friend
If you
Would you
Be my friend
song performed by by Five For Fighting
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The Evolutionary Dilemma
I had initially thought,
I was born evolved.
Through a chamber of,
The finest construction.
Soon years after I,
Heard a lecture on,
‘The Origin of Species; '
And was strictly told,
To forget the Almighty,
And his creations.
I was left wondering,
Knowing that a man,
Could make a microscope;
Analogically did it mean?
That the eye of eagle,
Too made, the same way.
Constructed piece-by-piece,
And assembled to see.
Do I really own a right?
To assume the creator,
Functioned the manner,
A tool-maker did;
Or should I think,
The other way round?
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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Colours
All different colours absorbed in as VIBGYOR,
Choice different but they are choice of yours,
Colours do form part of our life and aim,
Not particular choice of colour we can claim,
When rays pass through particles, form rainbow,
Nature’s beauty boom not with angle narrow,
All splashed in the sky and across the horizons,
No restrictions and can be seen by every ones,
Colours not confine with simple object,
Adding colour to it means new ideas inject,
Who can ignore without praise and reject?
Embodiment of love in vastness and subject,
Praise of redness on cheeks may add to beauty,
Pearls, jewels, diamonds may form part of booty,
Colours to all and colours too few,
Sweetness in honey dew or morning dew,
Colourful fancy dresses always attraction of fair,
Pointer always at beautiful well dressed pair,
Rose pink or any flower when put in hair,
Cooked food smell sweet fragrance and flair,
Note: - V..Violet, I..indigo and so on for VIBGYOR
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Small hole
I tried to dig the small hole
Could not make it out as whole
It was not difficult at all
But it was unwarranted call
The defense shield is like full cover
No one can think to penetrate ever
Still it is wroth to try and break the defense
The road can lay open even if forest is dense
Many lives are lost in probing the unknown land
You meet with hostile reaction from even friends
It is never given a free hand to have an easy access
It is in fact crucial and difficult phase
It is challenge and must be accepted
Somewhere lacuna can be found out and preempted
The risk may always be there to be bound you by thought
But the battles are never won without being fought
This is old concept and still relevant in present day
One gets whole review before deciding the way
It may not only be in depth preparation to meet the threat
But to counter and neutralize it when salutation arises to meet
It is not an easy task to make inroad in difficult terrain
It makes all the more difficult in rain
Whatever may be the difficulties and hurdles?
They have to be sorted out in deep forest or jungles
If one sees no reason or danger from any quarter?
He must take it as challenge and prepare to barter
It speaks of your great ability to counter and move
There has to be left behind nothing to remove
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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