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A sixth ton

I stood half way with so much satisfaction
New scales were reached to generate lot of excitation
How could one ordinary man achieve poetry feet?
Was it not a simple occasion to wait and greet?

It has become routine now to count in numbers
It brought me to required level among members
It may reach many more hundreds in coming days
Many hurdles still there to be cleared on the way

“Story teller or novice” is fixed on my name
How it looks nice and beautiful when I claim?
Thoughts just creep in mind and I simply rename
Inter weave nicely with delicacy and frame

Is it final stop or beginning of new leaf?
Do I need fresh lease or an extra brief?
It is process of finding new refuge
The task is not difficult but very huge

I may not stand to gain at first stroke
It may vanish in the guise of thick smoke
I shall act as an ordinary and humble
The fame is momentary like water bubble

I shall be lost in crowd and never regain
It should not be seized with or refrain
No do or die situation in the holy task
Cool from outside but hot to remain in flask

What if I go on writing in the natural style?
Will it be stumbling block for a while?
Will it find a favor with reader friends?
Will it ring a death bell or bring to an end?

All mixed feelings and still to fear
Fine composition and smile to wear
Words to be soaked in style with tears
Sorrows and agony to self always bear

What I could give to millions who need?
Only words with deep feelings to read
It shall be deemed worthy if I can feed?
Best possible way to find a place and lead

I am not in position to express my deepest gratitude
I want to be placed at the bottom with my attitude
How sky can be measured with its altitude?
All are humble and can’t afford to be tough and rude

I wish to stand among all having entity as poet
Normal writings with ideas so specific and quiet
I may find its worth in coming days at any rate
Luck sometimes smile and annul the work of fate

I love to b part of small globe
Awakening of conscience without any probe
It may lead me to a place where I should be
Well wisher and friend with views to express free

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A poems are treasure

Neither poems are lost treasure
nor they are means of pleasure
they are meant to be enjoyed by others
We need not go into it and bother

they are never lost from mind
They appear in many forms and we do find
there is place and existence
it has no past but real presence

Why do the thoughts emerge?
Why do they compel and urge?
Some happy moments to bear the shape?
Though with some bitter moments of shame?

It has equal bearing and importance
They invade sudden and at once
We got to give them place and honor
They may represent reality with horror

It may not be appreciated or liked by all
It may not be able to bring down the wall
But it will definitely pierce through the mind
Where it will generate the feelings very kind

It is simple projection coming out from clear conscience
It is reflective mood of the presence
It might have witnessed many pulses of high magnitude
It may speak nicely of the individual's attitude

Can any one take notes on piece of paper and write?
Can that draw any attention when you call some one or invite?
It may be commented as good or nice
But no one may commit or assure with promise

Many may be writing with great skill and deep feeling
It may not be finding favor or end with reeling
It is not the simple tact of conveying the message
It is not usual to come with the passing of the age

The poems are reflection of the natural mood
It acts like nourishment and serves as food
It is phenomenal development of the mind
It is generally accepted for its rich kind

It is nice medium to feel and convey
It responds to pure feelings and obey
It is not just putting of the simple views
This fact is realized by only few

The poems must find and be read in real context
It must have unique thinking with powerful text
It has writer's mind with powerful couplet
It should not meet cruel fate

The poems are read with zeal
It is not fictitious but real
It may serve as tonic or meal
It can assuage your feelings or heal

It is reflective mood of the poet
He can compose all but can't keep quiet
The poems may serve as eternal ground
We may like it more with intense bond

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A poetic thoughts

“Hi, how do the poetic thoughts emerge in mind”?
I was unable to react and reply to the question of its kind
I had to struggle hard for the answer to find
I just kept cool and struggled in mind

I pleaded her for putting good thoughts across
You must have enough of trust in cross
It is not brilliance of an individual
You get it with blessings very casual

it got to be translated into words immediately
It may have no use if done very lately
Its real impact and feelings may go away
You may not have any means to recollect or find the way

It can be great moment of joy for self and family
It has not been forced on you heavily
The family and friends definitely strengthen the line
You exceedingly perform well and feel very fine

There is no dearth of good thoughts all over
It has good backing and natural cover
To translate and add color to it is not that difficult
Such quality is inherent and inbuilt

You can nicely compose if you determine one day
You may certainly find the resolve and clear way
There is every possibility of surging ahead
You may one day excel and definitely lead

You should have natural instinct to pick up leads
Try to put in fine composition with interwoven words
It may result in fine creation of poetry
you may have then full satisfaction with remarkable entry

You can try to translate feelings into action
It must have fine combination with good reaction
It may give then good sense of satisfaction
This is poetry skill and very good indication

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anything in between

I can’t become anything even if I want to
I can’t attempt simply and pass though
It has certain norm and has to be met
Goal and priority should be decided and has to be set

Nothing materializes all of sudden
If you are sure of it then only it is done
You may get the success or fail
All your efforts may help you to sail

I know how to excel as good poet
I have revolutionary ideas but have to keep quiet
I may have strong will power to change the world order
It may some time result into disorder

How do the ideas enter into empty memory?
How do they develop into in to fine poetry?
Words after words may occupy different position
It may result then into fine composition

Can this lead into conflicting views?
Does the poet get its proper dues?
Can this land him into disarray/
Can this also take readers in to his way?

It is difficult to judge and visualize
Nobody can prejudge and lateralize
It may touch the inner core of the heart
It may land into garbage before entering mart

I have no time to think about all this things
It has to be an honest attempt at something
It may not find place today then possibly tomorrow
Some time has to be given to express the sorrow

It may have premature demise
No one can guarantee or promise
At every step it must be revised
Some new ideas to be set in and formula devised

The poets are small vanes of the society
It must pick correct mood and offer in variety
There s no use to present the which is obsolete
It has to be unique an din it self complete

The poets are not emerging in a day or two
They are subjected to litmus test and have to pass through
Not possible that it may find all the time good favor
The quality and product both must have flavor and fervor

If your ideas resonate with rhythm and synchronize
If it can meet the challenge and people too sympathize
It is certainly possible to have all glory and fame
Otherwise one common thing to share is blame

Nothing goes out of tune in the mind
You must have suitable words ready to find
I must altogether touch the reader’s ideology
There has to be common approach without any bogey

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Happy valentine

Is life not having many ups and down?
To share grief and happiness of own
How to enjoy it single handed and share?
Does l that look sound and fare?

We may have brothers, sisters, mom and dad
They may share our grief and feel very sad
All stand united and back up in need
Still we long for more and need feed

The family may have natural bond
As in one circle fishes swim in pond
To see each other and move in concentration
To take care for each other and count some consideration

Valentine may be real expression of love and attachment
The real bond and love for each other to share at the moment
It is natural feeling to have come and really to be felt
How the fragrance from natural flowers is spread and smelt?

I wish the valentine to form part of life in each day
I think that is nice feeling to come in each others way
How can there be different feeling when we look towards ray
The same sun shine creating all happiness and energy even being away

This is how we feel for each on this occasion
Countless or few members may need some mention
It may not be possible to reach and embrace
Still the lovely and beautiful memory may shine our face

Has that become customary or just a formality?
It has not outlived its importance or utility
It is not the friends alone that need good will
But for brethrens across the globe to feel

I dream of those faces who needs real smile
Even though not friends but come in a thought for while
Strike with all their pale faces, plight and agony
I move with them, offer smile and wave at so many

As writer many extend wishes to me and expect same
I respect their sentiments and want to exchange it by each name
Some of them might have not have reached to me personally
I wish my sincere feeling to reach them as if conveyed orally

Let my each word touch their thoughts in mind
I shall equally feel and strive hard to find
How difficult was it to make place in their heart?
I was just an ordinary human being without any art

I wish to flow in with their sentiments
It is really nice to feel at this moment
Who knows where we may expect to meet again?
But if God willing, we may do it again and again

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A lucky seventh ton

It is great feat forward to watch the completion of seventh ton
I received congratulation from friends with several phones
The line is still buzzing with many more waiting to come on line
It is wonderful day in life to feel elated and very fine

It is nothing new to go on piling the creations
It may add in n umbers with good citations
I may blend it with fine oratory and quotations
It may certainly be liked by friends with equations

How much love and affections readers have given?
For all my silly mistakes, I have been forgiven
Their cautious comments made me to believe in constant change
It was tremendous boost for writer and had nothing to do with age

When I look back and glance at journey?
It was never meant for any quest or money
It provided me rich food in the form of literature
I was nothing if front of all as small and ordinary creature

The words have flowed with universal love and brotherhood
The readers remained with me as true people in neighborhood
They never found flaws but encouraged to write more and constructive
Their outrage, if any, was in the right direction and very instructive

I stand in deep desert wishing to find sweet water
I am not in position to offer new challenges or needs to cater
It may be their love and affection that has brought me to such level
Otherwise where was I to stand, marvel and all of sudden excel?

If good readers are not there, no creation is possible
Ideas and thoughts remain in books and not convertible
The purpose to reach out to far end fails
No one comes forward to read and avails

It looks wonderful to fly in open air
We can keep loose our fancy with split hair
We may stare at sky and watch the flair
It will definitely be extra ordinary occasion and very fair

I have to rejoice at completion but with utmost care
Any deviation from path may lead me no where
I must write ceaselessly till the last breath
The last word may end only with death

The name and fame are synonyms of success
You have power and ability to find access
The horizon is very vast to explore
Fill it with sweet water from fresh well or bore

I shall pump the water and plant the seeds
It may grow with time with enough care and feeds
The readers may also grow and show the keen interest to read
They may definitely appreciate the creation and pick the thread

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One day queen

“Ask anything from me “I shall fulfill
Almighty God asked me for realization of will
”in fact I don’t deserve for it any more”
With no skill in me how can I explore? I replied

”You have all the potentials as fake poet
how can you keep silence and remain quiet?
You tried very hard to unset many stalwarts
Without poetic skill you tried to be smart”

You have used talent for gaining ground
Nothing extra ordinary in you was seen or found
You knew your talent and its limitations
Still you have tried to prove it with citations

What else you want to score and achieve?
Do you believe in “earn respect and give? ”
If not then ask whatever you wish or want
I may fulfill your demand and grant

“Make me poetess queen for one day”
I want to have complete rule and say
One or two days may sufficiently pave the way
Just help me out to find golden ray

I failed to achieve by dishonest mean
I was desperately trying or very keen
I took precaution that I was not involved in the scene
But in all games virtually I was in

“I appreciate all your qualities”
“That is how I have provided you the facilities”
You will wear poet’s crown for two days
Thereafter find the convenient route or find the ways

But bear in mind and don’t take it for granted
You are slur on poet’s part and never wanted
Poetry level has been brought to lowest ebb
This can continue only on particular web

Many more are following in same way
Without talent they want to have sway
How can this be a healthy and fair game?
Where only tricks, fame and matters the name

This is mere example of what is actually going on
Artificial ratings with popular voting game is on
It may boost ranking and popularity drive
People may fall in trap and really believe

To reach on the top is not child’s play
It has so much in it for readers to say
It may take years to build public opinion
Nobody can help even some influential union

You will have to carve out your own image
It doesn’t matter how much is your age
You must have progressive views without any bondage
It must come on as if fine print on page

God also helps those who help themselves
Person who knows his limitation and behaves
Rest will follow its natural course
Nothing can stop him from reaching top of course

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
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Sentimental fool

Most intelligent people are considered as sentimental fool
Think too much from different angle and don’t take it cool
Boys or girls are judged best from their initial days in school
Come together at different level but drawn from same pool

Is this so because God has made us little intelligent
Do we consider ourselves as super human or agent?
Why do we take everything from different prospective?
Put extra efforts in solving the problem by being too active

Animals too have mind but not that of human being
They do act, react and behave in no manner like thing
Here it comes to act as difference with fertile mind
Some fine blend of people act funny to look unkind

Mind goes in a direction which is totally unwarranted
Don’t think it positive when actually required and wanted
They find themselves in awkward position and shunted
They remain confined and their move is always blunted

After all it is human being tendency to act or behave
They will think at length difference between have-not’s and have
Unnecessary conclusions and prolonged debate
Simple bogey raised and novel methods to combat

This doesn’t find favor with common people or man
They too have common sense and all capacity as human
Nothing prevents them from being turning into lukewarm
Intelligentsia loose the sympathy and relation doesn’t remain warm

They have their own novel ideas which doesn’t attract
They remain aloof and don’t come into contact or react
It is secluded environment for then which forbade to interact
This is how they have come into being and is simple fact

May be it is possible they have super human mind too
Many ordinary people may not have vision to look through
They will find it extremely difficult to grasp the views
To some it will be simply unbearable and find favor with only few

Their contribution in some of the fields have been unique
They have suffered so much from their own critics
It is strong resolve on their part to sail through with wisdom
Anything could have been nightmare and result of course seldom

Scientists, doctors and researchers fall in this special category
They have different approach and goal to pursue with philosophy
It is their natural talent that has brought us to the new era
Definitely they deserve our sympathy little care extra

Let us be not be that selfish to term them sentimental fool
They are powerful instrument, medium or tool
It is, however, we are all in the same boat
It is fine oratory, example or beautiful quote

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A no to death bell

No one wants to hear death bell
It doesn’t find favor or go well
Everyone has different stories to tell
No one can generate idea or easily sell

It creates fear in mind
All unnecessary thoughts get unwind
We are half dead before its arrival
There is anxiety and great upheaval

Well it has to come on appointed day
No is no escape route or way
No one has anything to offer or say
You need no worry or attention to pay

Your good work may come to rescue
It is fine with you and equally true
You are at relative comforts
It doesn’t bother you much or hurt

The end may be soon without any delay
The angels may be ready to take you away
There may be bright light in the sky
You will be heavenly abode without any shy

You have fulfilled your mission
There is nothing unusual things for admission
You have lived your life in elegant way
It was always nice to find very good day

You did whatever you could in your position
People try to project their work in exhibition
You stayed in humble way all along
No one could point out as wrong

It is expected from every person
You have to lead simple life without any reason
You change for good as per season
Words spoken need not bitter as poison

Lead the way in life as you like
Only good thought must strike
Try to be kind and generous
Spend the life like water in river and continuous

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Early Works - Feelings

In my mind and heart,
I find joy
knowing you by small words,
but never knowing
the way you feel.

Deep within my thoughts
I ponder
on the question
do your feelings
correspond with ones
my heart and my mind produce,
yet you know
little of my feelings really
for life and fate
has held me out of reach
of your life for so long.

Maybe between the small words
and quiet smiles
I can find a sign
of how your feelings flow.

Yet on the other hand,
if I’ve read things wrong
a one-sided love affair might grow.

So unconsciously in the corridors
where love lies in wait,
I stride cautiously
gaining admiration for you
at a surprising rate.

I must not
fall too quickly
for if I do
the floor might give way
and I shall be hurt
in the fall.

So I tread with caution
overturning each stone as I go.
Upon reaching, the end
there won’t be much I don’t know,
or will there.
I might know all about you
in every detail,
it might be illustrated,
but your feelings
are something only you can tell me.
So with heart and mind
I plunge forward
hoping, wishing, and praying
the right answer I will find.

18 August 1968

poem by David Harris
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Everywhere I searched for the words

Everywhere I searched for the words
to express the depth of my true love to you
and nowhere could I find it in a book,
I could not even say the right words,
I could not express how much I wanted you here,
I could not give depth to feelings of dearness,
I could not even lay my soul bare at your feet,
still you were in my deepest thoughts,
in days and nights that I was missing you;
you are in my joy and sadness.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Everywhere I searched for the words [1]

Everywhere I searched for the words
to express the depth of my true love to you
and nowhere could I find it in a book,
I could not even say the right words,
I could not express how much I wanted you here,
I could not give depth to feelings of dearness,
I could not even lay my soul bare at your feet,
still you were in my deepest thoughts,
in days and nights that I was missing you;
you are in my joy and sadness.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A mother's day special

Who can stop your from falling on the ground?
Are there any similarities with failures to be found?
You may find the favor and gain the corner
It is life and success has to come later or sooner

It is very difficult, to reach the top of the ladder
You got to do it without help from any leader
It is time consuming and sometimes very difficult
You succeed in your attempts at cost of pride and insult

Slowly and steady always go ahead and win the race
He has everything to exhibit with smiling face
The standing and position take him to different world
He must try to stand firm there and not develop cold

It is easy to sustain and remain at the bottom
You can forget the palaces and stay in small room
You may all the c comforts in living as ordinary man
You are at liberty to surge ahead as much as you can

It takes lot of energy in the form of sincere efforts
You try to maintain lead with good rapports
It is certainly bound to yield good result
People may find you as an honest and come to consult

Success sometimes may lead you to commit folly
It may not be your intention as is seen wholly
You may not be able to digest it as good person
The arrogance may take over from you without any reason

The person tends to become unreasonably blind and arrogant
He seems to think that the success has come of its own and instant
No one has done anything for him or not even by his contemprory
The transitional period has passed off and stayed there temporary

When such things take place in head
It takes person to fall back from lead
He fails to understand the mood and unable to read
He is bound to fail in all the respects without correct feed

He will try to find the faults with the events
This will compel him to pass unnecessary comments
It will generate lot of heat and dissension
It may prove his graveyard for the lack of passion

To sustain the grown and.live with it is great art
You only need good luck and very good start
Luck may favor reward you for sincere attempt
The initial reaction may not be slow but very prompt

Stay wherever you are and sustain
Curb the defeatist tendencies and contain
See to it that nothing goes against your interest
You may be able to judge and come out as best

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A step to stop

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Who can stop your from falling on the ground?
Are there any similarities with failures to be found?
You may find the favor and gain the corner
It is life and success has to come later or sooner

It is very difficult, to reach the top of the ladder
You got to do it without help from any leader
It is time consuming and sometimes very difficult
You succeed in your attempts at cost of pride and insult

Slowly and steady always go ahead and win the race
He has everything to exhibit with smiling face
The standing and position take him to different world
He must try to stand firm there and not develop cold

It is easy to sustain and remain at the bottom
You can forget the palaces and stay in small room
You may all the c comforts in living as ordinary man
You are at liberty to surge ahead as much as you can

It takes lot of energy in the form of sincere efforts
You try to maintain lead with good rapports
It is certainly bound to yield good result
People may find you as an honest and come to consult

Success sometimes may lead you to commit folly
It may not be your intention as is seen wholly
You may not be able to digest it as good person
The arrogance may take over from you without any reason

The person tends to become unreasonably blind and arrogant
He seems to think that the success has come of its own and instant
No one has done anything for him or not even by his contemprory
The transitional period has passed off and stayed there temporary

When such things take place in head
It takes person to fall back from lead
He fails to understand the mood and unable to read
He is bound to fail in all the respects without correct feed

He will try to find the faults with the events
This will compel him to pass unnecessary comments
It will generate lot of heat and dissension
It may prove his graveyard for the lack of passion

To sustain the grown and.live with it is great art
You only need good luck and very good start
Luck may favor reward you for sincere attempt
The initial reaction may not be slow but very prompt

Stay wherever you are and sustain
Curb the defeatist tendencies and contain
See to it that nothing goes against your interest
You may be able to judge and come out as best

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Good morning Boss

Day spoils if start is not at all good
We can do away with no good food
But certainly not with bad start
You may wear gloomy face and feel bad heart

It is said “whose beginning then his day too will be bad”
He may find it difficult with brother. Mummy or even with dad
There may take place unusual things to disturb whole day
You may loose patience and find no other good way

In office day starts with “'good morning” to boss
you got to always yes and never no even at some personal loss,
He is the one person in office who is always in tension,
You can’t expect any thing bad worth to mention,

I always take steps for its prevention,
I never ask or raise any question,
Simply fall in line with him ready to go with his words
try to show the sincerity and keenness in special work

I or for that matter no one can afford to loose his grace
Loosing favor means you won’t have any trace
All odds against you and problems to face,
Why simply to enter then unnecessary race?

Try to be near him but not so close,
Butter daily with kind words and offer rose,
Stand by with him in the time of need
Never show bad gesture and prove your worth in deed

it is hard time to show sincerity and prove best class
Hide the discomfiture and feelings under dark glass,
don’t try to create any flutter and allow the day to pass,
Allow his name to be seen plate with shining in brass

If you ever happen to fall out of grace
Ready yourself to challenge and face,
Offer very good smile and use kind words,
Remain obedient and sincere as you remain with lords

After all he is bread provider and boss
We can’t afford to alienate him at any cost
Our relation may at any time go frost
But it is not the end of the day or love lost

Try to reason out your obedience
Prove that office is at par excellence
It is only because of his brilliance
Office has got reputation only by his presence

It is no exaggeration to use few good words in his honor
You may find that he too may stand for your favor
In fact it is the presence of all that count s for performance
There is no use if we undermine his authority in others presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Still Breathing

“I am still breathing” complained friend
“Everybody breathe till the end “I answered
“It is not as simple as you think”
“I am loosing grip and sinking” friend wept

I tried to gather and know what is breathing last
What complications you have when you breathe fast
It is different when you have space to breathe
Alters meaning when you find it difficult to breathe

Failure in love makes to palpitate fast
Blood may run in vein as if to last
No system may come to help or relief
Surely it is feeling and our belief

It seems emotions and feelings try to unite
Holy relations develop and strengthen the tie
Breathe in and out may decide the course
Life may hang on thread with insecurity of course

Little upset may cause you deep breather
Whole body may shiver with small change in weather
It may cause anxiety mixed with anger
Nothing may appeal not even good food or hunger

It may not augur well with normal movement
Nothing may seem fine with every moment
“Why did you fall in love”? You may think and lament
“God is not merciful” you may weep and comment

It is something never experienced before
All feeling genuinely come on the fore
Your heart is gripped with unknown fear
So many thoughts may enter and agony you bear

One must balance and view it as natural
Try to express freely or converse it oral
It may balance the sudden outburst or flow
You may find it heartening with shine and glow

It is God’s gift to find place as usual
Accept it as it is and treat it casual
No blossom no fragrance may ever take place
Only love can do it and nothing can replace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Simple prayer

I am glad you could understand and view
There may be hardly any one or very few
I feel the seriousness of thee name
it will be futile on our part to contest or claim

I shall stand alone and try to share
Let him kindly lead and take me there
I shall receive the divine touch
I have awaited for occasion as such

I have no place to go anywhere
I have withered the storm to find him here
In all my pains and agony he has stood firm
My eyes could not believe it or confirm

Love has flowed from his tearful eyes
Mercy is always there if someone sincerely tries
He has nothing to take from us but everything to give
Let us learn to live with his little tune and try to forgive

Storm may lash and tides may rise
Wind may calm down with bright sunrise
Darkness may never reappear and peace shall prevail
Why to wait for tomorrow when he is before us to avail

I am made of simple clay
As simple as toy to play
Body may remain but soul taken away
Is there any option or some alternate in a way?

I would only pray for blessings
I shall find it on forehead of poor while kissing
Nothing shall appear ordinary or go simply missing
I heed to all words while plainly advising

I have longed for his hand over my head
I wished he could show me path and lead
I was knee deep in worldly affairs
It was unwise to act and stand as fair

I am totally blind and unmindful of sins
Fools in people’s eye as in defeat I find win
I know for sure it is futile to dream and hold
Still feel warmth of his kindness in severe cold

I may not be in services of poor
But still inviting them at door
Whatever I could offer as token of love
It is all I could do to hold it as above

You have given me enough and may last long
I shall be thriving for rightness even if go wrong
I want to live, survive and stay among
If I can pray in verses like beautiful song

I expect to be blessed with harmony and peace
Rest of the period may be spent at ease
I wish to be a part and parcel of holy journey
What else I thrive and expect from o, almighty?

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You are dark

You are dark complexioned daughter
It sends me smile and roars into laughter
In family you are only one not sought after
You are most loved by me and lovelier

What a beautiful deep holes on your cheeks?
I always wanted it to be seen and seek
You were in your happy mood and moved
The color is not important and you really proved

You were precious diamond in my eyes
All my thoughts and ideas definitely fly
I look towards sky and aimlessly wonder
Why the dark clouds are always making thunder?

They are deep, full of rain water and dark
What do they deliver and actually embark?
Do they bring all happiness for mankind?
All these thoughts made me very kind

I will shower my all love to her
I will never make her to cry or bother
She will come to me for any answer
I will be lost in her and forced for love to shower

I will move my hand on her head
Gently reminding her of lovely read
How I love and always think of her future?
She will simply smile as if not all worried about future

She was in no way looked inferior
She was excellent and superior
Not only had she excelled in alround show
She promisingly showed determination to grow

I used to remind her of very good smile
“You are going to win world for a while”
She will stare at my eyes only to believe
At words to ascertain and feel relieved

I tried to convey her that she was the best and loved
Her color did not bother me or feelings holed
On the contrary it made me to think of her more
I loved her more and more and really swore

She has grown today to full womanhood
All eyes are on her even from neighborhood
It increases my concern for her coming days
I am searching an answer for her comfortable way

Jokingly I used to remind her of lovely smile
She may go away from us by many more miles
We may miss her absence for all the times to come
She was allowed to express her views and always welcome

“You will bring whole world to your knee”
As your smile may be worth millions and free
Where peace of mind will be at far distance?
You will make it worth in your presence

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I won't allow

I won’t allow any one to step in my domain
It will be my affair and personally remain
Exclusive area to be decided by me alone
Even though independent arbitrator and lone

No one can come here and dictate
It is not their willingness to indicate
It will be me only to act even if late
This is plain fact I have to narrate or state

Everybody is having independent life to lead
We have no time to think their style and read
It certainly hinges on bare thread
I won’t go to any one and plead

Let them live the way they like
I might have many likes and dislikes
I shall rule the mind and behave
I shall shape them and continuously have

I consider myself as an ordinary
I may need companion and it is necessary
Others should not poke, meddle or worry
I can only express regret and feel sorry

I want beautiful life
There is definite place for wife
I shall place everything at her disposal
Is this not nice proposal?

I wish to lead in wonderful way
Where only I will have definite say
I shall act and behave responsibly
These all can be seen visibly

I shall claim no credit for whatsoever
It shall be doom or fortune ever
As it is chosen by me alone
Everything is thought over and done

Nothing can be accomplished without His grace
I shall have enough courage to face
Though I won’t involve in any race
Without His mercy there won’t be any trace

We tend to become impossible and rowdy
The image ego makes you to feel proudly
You continue to disregard others
This is clear indication of dismal surrender

You are loosing grip on your ambition
You are prisoner of conscience and inhibition
You are imbalanced with little ignition
This leads you to believe in superstition

It is good to trust one’s own ability
This can prove very good quality
You should confine and not over react
It may then be considered as fine act

I have plan to go as simple as that
I shall not live it simply to fate
I shall act as per conscience and belief
But I shall be precise and brief

I pray not to be influenced
Stay aloof and prefer not to be influenced
Still find the place among all our brethren
To work along side with their concern

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I never change

Neither I change nor do I arrange
Relation I maintain and not simply manage
what is not good in the morning?
And what we lack in the evening?

How can language change the meaning?
If repeatedly used without meaning?
Good morning can’t be said differently
May be you offer it loudly or gently

I give enough respect and take care
I know disrespect leads no where
if you advise it to copy from some one
it may infuriate the sentiments of everyone

You never call upon one eyed person
to explain how did he loose eyes and for what reason?
Why did he not take for lapses?
That is why he is blind and asks for excuses

Morning, evening and nights are all there
we don’t see them and create difference here,
it is simple feeling that they are?
Why to offer any criticism and face the bar

Nice use of words is always welcome
Deep feeling generate and automatically come
No oratory, high words or any need for eloquence,
Only proper use with correctness should be the sequence

I have my own way of coming across people for dealing
Fine soothing words to offer for immediate healing
Never hurt anyone even for slight context
Words should form integral part of text

One should never change from time to time
He should have in his mind object prime
This will enhance his credibility as whole
It will ensure his position on any pole

You must always stick to your position
It must have its base with fine composition
You may find difficulties with initial transition
You may surely find formidable place for imposition

You can’t change the whole world
They have their on way to hold
What matters most is your vulneribity?
How to steer the course with ability?

You may not come out with flying colors
You will be criticized for faults very minors
Still it is best way to keep calm and silent
Accept all the drawbacks and quietly relent

Your calm and quiet posture will save you from immediate fall
It is essential that you maintain calm and wait for further call
It may bring many surprises to boost your image
It is really very hard to regain and manage

So it is correct not to change in normal ways
It doesn’t lead you anywhere near or pays
It is only your bold initiative and calm nature
That may determine the course of your future

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