A third sense
There are many unfortunates who lack skill
They have enough power to perform but lack will
They are favored less because of sans intelligence
We do see them away from us and sitting across fence
It is God gift to have gifted with common sense
We do behave abnormally and commit nonsense
It is all pardonable and taken it as out of ignorance
It has different angle with variety of clever fragrance
These are fortunate people with blessings from the God
They are never afraid of anybody not even of divine rod
They have easy access and are considered full of wisdom
No one dares to challenge their action and questions seldom
Even animals have deep sense of gratitude and respect
They may not explicitly express or exhibit any pact
It is deep sense of submission that comes to fore
It is clear and shining example never witness before
How do we get then indication something in advance?
Do we consider miraculous escape as mere chance?
Can we term it as telepathy or working of third sense?
Is it possible to have occurred in anybody’s presence?
It may be coincidence or mere chance that takes shape
Person is saved from possible fall out or trap
Some signal is caught by him not to go for certain things
It might prove mishap either on road, air or in rings
We may be compelled to forgo certain action as precaution
You may have in depth feeling to go slow with caution
These are the indications we receive as divine signals
It may help you some times from disaster and annual
Try to follow the inner dictates as divine spirit
It is nothing but simple blessings with its limit
It may forewarn you in advance not to go for it
You may remain cool despite having generated lot of heat
We tend to ignore it on many counts
It may look stupid and doesn’t sound
No substance of any worth is found
We may prefer long route and go round
If it is destined to take place then no one can escape
Even if you try for good things you may not be able to shape
It is definitely the emergence of third sense that prevents
We are saved from embarrassing position without any comments
Help to self and help to others too
It may be guiding force which may come true
Try to understand and decode the code
See to it that it may not take you to heavenly abode
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Spirit To Be Adored
So much is said about rose flower
A natural gift offered by rainy shower
Thousand times better in shape and show
Even in jungles naturally it grows
Beautifully guarded by small thrones
The pain offered is not easily gone
It reminds us of nature's protection
The shield provided against any harmful action
It has symbolic presence in people's mind
People are considerate and have feelings very kind
No one thinks of touching it to offer disgrace
Watch just from distance and bring happiness of face
In life too it is compared with beautiful woman
Always wanted by and longed for by the man
It is god's blessings that both are equal in terms
And remain unfilled when some one ditches in turn
It hurts most and heart remains disturbed
The feelings and attachment remains uncurbed
Man looses the will power to live in world
Life turns barren and wishes are pushed in cold
Not in all the cases love is respected in real sense
So many people deceive the counterpart and commit nonsense
Leave them to their fate and claim total ignorance
One time beloved and lover now ceases to be Florence
Love may hurt but give enough courage too
W will power to survive and prove true
That love is not the things to be ignored
As gift, as blessing and as divine sprit to be adored
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Displayed at once
It catches the attention of eyes for full glimpse
If something of divine nature is displayed at once
Many may try to have blessings out of it or purchase
It may turn out to be ugly if objected to and faced with long chase
The streets may face a hostile reaction
As it will be seen as sacrilege and bad action
There will not be stoppage of war hysteria
Any good appeal for peace will fall as useless plea
Some of the major religions are gifted with tolerance
They do not come out in open and act at once
They may offer some kind of correct answers
As why it is derogatory and objectionable by viewers
Religious intolerance is must in limited sense
It should be resisted if depicted materially nonsense
It serves no purpose and rather spoils good will
People are on rampage and results into innocent’s kill
I fail to understand why people resort to such tactics
Why at all that subject should be touched without knowing facts?
Why in any nature it should be subjected to offend someone?
The offence against any religion should be the concern of everyone
The freedom of speech is not to be meant for silly target
In committing such a distractedly act they simple forget
The human values and basis to which we are loosely connected
In difference to their wishes we involve irresponsibly and madly acted
We must believe in some sort compromise
Some of finest things must be propagated and must comprise
What is actually for and what is in disfavor?
That can really help to certain extent in favor
Even the public opinion in most advanced countries also differ
So many kinds of unfavorable comments do appear and offer
It vitiates already strained relation and adds fuel to fire
How can we admire those things which are not even worth to admire?
I find same sense of respect for any religion
It is bridge and builds peace in the regions
The people are bound together with mutual respect
We must see through reasons and clearly inspect
The trouble can be had and brewed anytime
It may take longer time to calm down sometimes
It is not worth attempting for even to antagonize
It will afford chance for other elements to organize
I bow to every religious place when passed by
I shall bow head and pray for with honest try
It is not for pleasing any one or to offend
It is for my internal peace and some of the ills to mend
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Does not exist
Neither it does exit in book
Nor can be found in any best look
Yet that existed in real sense
It was not meant to be seen across fence
It was beautiful garden
Comprised of flowers and keen visitors even
Roses smiled across and spread fragrance
I was fascinated by them at once
It is by chance or an occasion
Unique and only one to be called relation
Standing alone in isolation worth to be noted
Yet that existed and she found me to be floated
I used to have nice feeling
Almost from inner depth and willing
As mark of true gesture for her stand
When I knew nothing but tried to understand
Poetry was not my subject
But I tried to be in lime line with facts
She was first to take me to out side world
A new scene with vast horizon and fold
She has seen turbulent period and has learnt a lot
Many battles are fought over and lost
Yet that bitterness remains a bit in mind
But strong wind has thrown it away for new place to find
Today she has found new path and a journey
To go on with blessing from almighty
I wish her all the best in new opening
Many things in life just assume shape and start happening
I shall remain away as she too will be occupied
Lot many things are to be settled and tried
Life is full of challenge and needs an attention
I shall wish her all the best once again with true mention
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A suffering with pain
We are undergoing sufferings and pain
There is no end in sight and all our efforts are in vain
There is complete lack of confidence and brain drain
We on verge of loosing everything including life train
What have we gained from our past experience?
Why life stands at cross road with so much variance?
Have we not decided at all what can be good for us?
Can we not go in with clear mind and full trust?
We stand to loose everything in process
We have lot of problems ahead and got to face
We still remain attached to our views rigidly
We harp on unnecessary things and remember it vividly
This is pushing us to gallows
It never grants freedom or allow
We are not prepared to accept or follow
We cheat our own conscience with promises hollow
This takes us to such a place where there is no comeback
It is possibly a trap and we fail to realize or lack
It is such a tricky place that once you enter
There won’t be any escape route in the centre
We go on committing the blunders and still expect good result
We put self pride at risk and face the possible insult
This is new type of emergence and called new cult
The whole concept is to cheat and new strategies built
Everybody wants easy fame, name and money
It is bad luck on our part and not realized by many
We loose thousand in gambling but for noble cause not even a penny
It is strange but looks not isolated as funny
It is human psychology to go in for easy swim
We aren’t prepared to improve upon or trim
We follow on set norms and look upon others
We feel jealous on others fortune and continuously bother
It may takes to bottom of the things or at lowest ebb
People may try to frown upon you or even snub
You take it as routine matter and don’t resent
You have become shame proof and consent
We are known as selfish animal and go to any length
God has given us enough sense and power to react with strength
It can help only when used with courage and good will
It won’t served any purpose if used for tactics to steal
We may have enough time to improve upon and address
We can avoid unpleasant things in duress
It may definitely help to prevent the disaster
If we leave it to Him who is one and only Master
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Making sense
No sense in it if you act non-sense
People may push you away with sense
You may think why people are utterly non-sense?
When you are perfectly ok and act wit sense
You may fail in your love attempts
Some thing may force you or to act prompt
Still you act with sense and avoid
You may face difficulties which are self maid
You may act wise with change of scene
Gentleman like approach when publicly seen
Is it not the humanly act minus sin?
When one tries to project what he has been?
What comes to your help or rescue?
You may be wondering without any clue
You may blink and face may turn blue
When projection makes no sense for you
Sense is third eye for human being
Timely act may make him king
Opponent may face defeat in the ring
You may survive……………..
What, if nothing suggests or paves the way?
Your voice may not be heard or have the say
You may stick to position and bat for long
Still it makes sense that you are not always wrong
You will know what lies ahead?
Common sense may stop you to be mislead
So even if you are worried or so tense
You may act wise and come out with sense
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A Reluctance To Comprehend Basic Concepts
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
Anyone focused on speaking above one's head,
Has already shown a reluctance to comprehend...
Basic concepts.
And that is revealed the moment their mouths open,
With the first word spoken to impress.
And the words that follow next,
Are remarkably more hollow.
With nothing to digest from the emptiness.
And disconnected is the mind from the lips.
As observed by anyone's eyes consciously witnessing this.
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
But then again...
To do this and not offend.
And be able to fit in without attracting attention,
Is a gift that comes with unlimited potential!
And one that is given with blessings,
That amazingly goes unnoticed!
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Sense
Sense
Which makes some sense
Other than nonsense
Supreme sense
Is civic sense.
Embedded with moral sense
Inject sense
In this universe
Oozing with nonsense.
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What He Gave to Us
I wanted to do something different today
I didn’t know what to do, or even what to say.
I had a feeling deep inside- that made me
Want to scream “ I’m alive”.
I looked around at all the beauties of the earth
And thought about all my worth.
That I was born with all five senses
That the lord had given to me.
The sense to Touch a delicate flower
The sense to Hear a bewitching hour
The sense to Smell what s in the air.
The sense to Taste the juices of a pear
The sense to See the beauty of a pearl
There is another sense that they don’t say
Such as Feelings- of love, to wipe tears away
Feelings cover all aspects of life
It can make things wrong or things right.
Feelings of passion and despair
Of compassion from one who cares
Bitterness, anger, hate and sorrow
Even those make life worth while.
There is so much that we must be grateful for
For GOD has opened all the doors.
He knew that we needed all these things
To make our lives complete.
But there was still something missing
What good was all these senses
If we didn’t have the main sense.
The sense to think and rationalize
All that he had given
That was the thing that would really
Make life worth living.
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A wise man
How one can be called unwise?
if he wanted to change and revise
the old disorder for mutual advantage
to put back on track and efficiently manage
Do we lack some sense of respect?
have we ever tried introspect?
the fact remains there otherwise
the sun always come out of clouds and arise
It is bad concept to criticize
the basic inherent weakness we must realize
what looks nonsense some times may prove trustworthy
we must fall in line but not out of any sympathy
Everyone has been gifted with third sense
we need bother about it and remain tense
it is none of our business to look beyond
thought you may be a worried lot and really fond
The great scientists were taken as mad and moody
They had no business to work for somebody
yet they did it for mankind and humanity'
this making of man with very fine quality
It comes at a time when needed most
we can celebrate it with champagne and toast
as something has been done to alleviate the sufferings
though we may not agree to it and differing
Everybody has got right to pursue his own goal
He needs the same treatment as meted out to coal
the diamond can be extracted with deep drilling
the person can be taken along if he is positively willing
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Love signals
How do we transmit love signals?
I never thought of its original sign with arrivals
But someone said it is universal phenomena
Leaves person in complete off balance with many lacunas
I thought it was so easy process
One could have any time easy access
As it is natural and bound to happen
Birds, animals and flowers also indulge even
It is not mere carrying forward generation
It has much more deep rooted relation
Two souls come together in sacred tie
Take an oath to last till an end of their life
Only eyes speak and not the language
Sometimes not color cast or even age
That love rules supreme in many of the cases
You can have long tail with so many traces
There is no basic for falling in with affection
Person simply succumbs with his own action
Loose the common sense and run for belonging
Dream in life for new relation with very good beginning
It can run into rough weather too
If your love is not sincere and true
It can be judged from any of the angle
As love is holy and sacred triangle
She enters your life with lots of expectations
No doubts in mind but with lots of surprises and questions
Her mind is occupied with future developments
As it may be known little later with fine moments
Love wins not by use of sweet language or phrases
As it may reveal your real design with ugly face
Not once but that may remain life long impression
It won’t wash your body and make clean even after water emersions
I would weigh it in fair terms
Whatever consequences or with whatever turns!
Its holy core may remain intact and same
Person himself may be pointed but love will never be blamed
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A human brain
The only mistake committed by almighty
then realizing the mistake made already
the brain to be used at different level
from childhood till the admission in school
The young age was enjoyed with much fun fare
not to know much about but still to go somewhere
where is the time to think about any existence?
so it is the stage to deny any such presence
I have heard people saying about non belief
no existence of God at the time of receiving relief
Stand with folding hand to express no gratitude
this is how they express ignorance with different attitude
They think it was not a divine act
the birth is merely a naked fact
there is purely scientific reality
it has nothing to do with any morality
The person can shape his own destiny
though he may have to cross the hurdles many
only personal skill may come to the rescue
by dint of ability he may have his share due
unwise are those who see nothing beyond eye
how the wings can be tested if one does not fly?
how fruits can be enjoyed without earnest try?
let us understand the fact and do not feel shy
human nature is such to think beyond line
everything does not seem quiet and fine
all secrets and anxieties just remain hidden
we may be called wise but internally laden
There is no end to quest
it can be utilized to its best
let us not forget about the rest
this is the time and crucial test
Only one stroke and finally coming to the sense
it may compel him to believe in presence
who brings sun shine and cool nights?
has he ever tried to know as matter of right?
The animals do not think much about fate
they have no brain to speak or state
still they are not ungrateful as we are
think negatively and stay very far
We are blinded by materialistic scene
such progress by human being was never seen
it is merely attributed to human skill
no divine power had anything to fill
It is not received well with any logic
certainly there is reason to believe the magic
it is almighty that has brought us on earth
why no one is capable of stopping the death?
I shall go by and stand for the standard argument
I have to enjoy every available opportunity and moment
Let us not be equated with or disrespectful to only one
who is there to see everything and take care of every one
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Simple Message
Why have we not understood simple message?
Why still we are not ready to open new pages?
Imprint something worthwhile to reach to the people
Not to embark upon mad adventure and gamble
Someone might say it is trust deficit
Every relation is strained and termed as illicit
We see nothing positively to over come lacuna
At least catch some glimpse from flora and fauna
It is simple logic around which everything revolves
Men made tragic events and does not help to solve
The tolerance limit is crossed and nothing seems in sight
What to do, where to go and what to consider as right?
Not such a crisis was faced ever?
Religious intolerance and hatred has taken over the place forever
No one seems to be worried about fall out
They have only narrowness to talk about
I am not an academician who can advance any logic
But there remain some angles to be seen as basic
It is not the work of good day dreamer or theoretician
But simple dream of kind hearted person and humanitarian
Any disaster any where in world must bring tears
Their agony, pain and sufferings we should share and bear
At least remote sense may feel the pulse of great divide
Why at large we stand in different direction to hide?
Can we not express our solidarity and confidence?
That we stand united if took place such an incidence?
Why can’t we rush to the sight uncaringly at once?
Exhibit the human feelings visibly in substance
We may not remain here for quite long
No one may praise us and sing a song
At least what we planted may remain to witness
Let world see the reason behind and face
Many have said in past and continue to profess
We are passing through critical period or phase
We are not that blind to ignore universal fact
Let us redefine ourselves and reform the acts
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Sharda' the Goddess of power or knowledge
Everyone bow with respect and knowledge,
See the impact and mutely acknowledge,
Clear gain and scoring the edge,
For universal benefit we take pledge,
People may worship divine power,
So we do and pray Goddess “Sharda”
Mother of all with knowledge profound,
Height to glory and top position found,
Had she been not there staying within?
World barren and confined with secrets thin,
What an ideas, eager to find, zeal to venture,
Make us perfect with seasons and mature,
Illiterate turn great with her blessings,
Sans bless people remain blank and sense missing,
Lucky are those who harness it proper,
Rest roam aimless and prove flopper,
Authority they assert as glow appear,
Ordinary and normal pretend with cloths wear,
Honour and respect with people’s cheer,
Permanent place find by dint ability sheer,
World has witnessed might of thought,
Wars averted without being caught,
No bloodshed, no misery as happiness sought,
So with HIS grace secrets in light brought
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A love to self
I love to my self first
it will remain till last
i shall stick to my own views
I know it may be appreciated by only few
It is not easy to convince
As I don’t mix the words or mince
I believe in true presentation
It is with mind set and orietation
I have believed in lords
I had true belief in gospel or words
I never questioned the wisdom of sprit
In darkness also I found dim light
I saw many curves on the way
From hill tops, it looked as if taking us away
This showed how the life can be difficult!
How to manage for self and try to rebuild
I believe in practacing at home
Words with action is always welcome
One can perform well on his on door
If that can’t be then one may look very poor
I have to surrendered to clear conscience
There was infighting to choose its presence
He good will has prevailed and almost stayed
I was never discouraged or dismyed
He has set my course in right direction
I have no authority to question his action
I act as per own conscience and inner call
I may not regret even if it invites down fall
He is my guide and philosopher
I am not wise or thinker
He may give call from the distance
I will have to obey and act at once
So I trust self than anybody else
It is not arrogance but mere good sense
Practcising on self is not at all to be condemned
It is better confine to self than stand damned
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A sense of deep feeling
I had the sense of deep feeling
Had strong urge and of course willing
But from inside something was killing
I could not decide whether it was end or beginning
It is strong human bond that forces for something
You might have got all or desired for everything
Still it needs warmth and special relation
If so then you are kind hearted person with such indication
It is not matter for open discussion
But make sure of it before having any passion
You must give fair trial for its durability
Such relation may only last long if has fine quality
Just pose a question where you are loved person
If so then what are the most probable reasons
Do you love your self than any body else?
Or is it simply infatuation or feelings very false?
There is no fun in rushing for quick result
You draw flake and sometimes insults
There are likely chances of failure
So make it reasonable to feel very sure
The intense feeling and eyes do the rest
You can read it and feel it as best
It has its own merits and demerits
You make sure where does it fit
The love is not a feeling to be prepared in advance
It takes place all of sudden and at once
No one knows when and why it will happen?
It is bound to take place if not desired even
It ahs fair chance of succeeding at any stage
Only it requires coming at the right age
As it is writing of words on new page
It is definitely a delicate and critical phase
One must make it sure that it is blessings
Not a single aspect must go unnoticed or missing
It is beautiful stage and must be felt immensely
It is God gift and must be treated as heavenly
It may have little sex angle or body attachment
But it is deep feeling with glorious moment
Some of the moments run along with mutual consent
But over all impact is understood and felt
I shall consider it as holy union
There is nothing wrong to seek companion
It is after all a strong bond with passion
One is ready for its acceptance and admission
I shall not deny its existence
The whole outlook is changed in its presence
You are stopped from doing something bad
Denial of its role may make you unstable and sad
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A Change In Mind
It is not always by chance
It takes place with reason at once
Some tragedy occur with mind’s absence
It must be tackled with deep sense
You can learn from past mistakes
Even though there may be more at stake
Some worries may keep you always awake
You will be on hunt to find out what is true or fake
Things may not go always wrong
It can not be brushed aside as cheap song
Some price you have to pay for its lapses
You can do nothing except for eye brows to raise
Good things fall apart with so much fear
Bad things remain for us to bear
We will appreciate and learn it later
It is always nice to adjust it for better
Everything can be changed except sick mind
It will not adapt to good change or place to find
It will think of enough of loop holes and escapes
It will continue to break, shape and reshape
If little work is done to stable the idle mind
It may save us from going blind
It will help to stave off ugly situation
There will be easy path with progressive continuation
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A life is mission
Life is supposed to be like open page
Any one can visit and read without any rage
You may have disliking for person and hate
It is all coming when he is no more and you are late
We may not know about a person
We may also criticize him without any reason
He may have nothing to do with us at all
Still we term him as liar and call
You can’t please each and every one
It is not possible to neglect everyone
You will have to cooperate and mix with them
They may have then no chance for you to frame
They may inflict heavy wounds
It may not please us but looks very sound
You can’t find end as earth is round
This is real truth and must be found
We write our own history
Even though we might have lived in misery
We pay respect even to our adversary
There is no use to follow it unnecessary
Life can be made as transparent as possible
We must realize it and make admissible
Nothing can go against us as it is fact
We must fall in line and don’t react
Life may move on endlessly and not cease
We should live it peacefully and remain at ease
It must be faced bravely with all its implications
There may still be fall out with indication
We can write on sand soon to be swept away
Nothing will remain as it will give away the way
Sand storm may try to reach the sky
You imagine the consequences and don’t ask why
Sand may shape in form of rising demon
Assume different shapes to omit the venom
It may try to catch but succeed seldom
Such occurrences are rare and random
A person can rise from the grave and question
All his Good work may not have found any mention
It may still be sworn on his good name
Flowers and bouquets to adore the fame
Life time work may help not all but few
Cool breeze may disappear along with dews
New life with good mission may take place
Life will become busy with another good race
People may take birth and vanish
They may depart without its finish
Still there may be wider scope for its realization
This is how there may be emergence of good civilization
Work may go on and speak of volumes
Body may be cremated or soil may consume
We should remain positive and role must be assumed
Time should be saved and not consumed
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Chance to Recover
You have chance to recover
Only you should have will power
That may not push you backward however
You may have time not to regret later
nice to make change over
as you have divine cover,
what all you did is thing of past,
now is the time to recover and move fast
you are not left alone
you are taken care even in cyclone
winds calm down and you are restored
to your original position and favored
some of things do happen
it may done in normal peace even
you got get wind out of it
as dark may disappear with emergence of light
some of the phases are very emproray
they are all designed and very necessary
we may never believe in his divine power
if you are not shocked in between for fewer
you are not to resort to old game
if any one does harm then let him share the blame
you go for outright change
and try to ably manage
you may say” to err is human”
that is applicable to man and woman
but what if it is done intentionally
wait for devastation and blow finally
The stick blow may be mild in nature
You may come to know it for sure
That will be god enough to bring you in sense
You seek refuge in earnest without feeling tense
We have come here to live as per his wish
The end may not be taken to logical finish
Yet it may have his secret blessing
Nothing moves without his wish or goes missing
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A real term
It is difficult to term a man as hero
In real sense he may be worthless or zero
His achievement might have come at crucial stage
This couldn’t have been performed by any person of his age
In the entire life any individual may tend to slack?
He may have ill fames and many draw backs
At crucial time he may perform unbelievable feat
This may earn him good name or generate lots of heat
On many counts the person is remembered and worshipped
His mortals are preserved abroad and trans-hipped
He has done enough for the people or country
He was prepared to lay down his life and stood as sentry
He is so tall in public eye and may remain so forever
His absence may be felt and loss can’t be compensated however
Still the homage is paid by all the countrymen on his departure
The country was saved from disaster and he secured the future
Such is the excellent work that speaks of great volume
We can remember his great name and only assume
The country may leap forward with the normal work to resume
The sacrifice may not go in vain and spread the fragrance as perfume
The soldiers are pushed in the time of war
They have to make penetration very far
It required great courage and determination
They are rewarded with medals and citations
There are many ways of paying the tribute
People at large may come out and contribute
It may be great respect and homage
The history will be re-written on the page
Any achievement by the individual can’t turn him into hero
It is laying down of life for better tomorrow
This is no ordinary feat or routine affair
It must be treated with due respect and honor
It is not only the war zones where they show the bravery
But strong movement by crusaders to save us from slavery
It has slow pace and may prove its worth in tie to come
The fruit of it may come later for us to welcome
In natural calamities the civilians are pressed into service
They perform the marvelous feat even without any advice
It is not less than any heroic achievement
It is then considered as human movement
Let there not be a single word in dishonor
It is unique incidence and can’t be termed as minor
It shall be termed as heroic struggle with dedication
It will be seen as total commitment with indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rather Unfortunate
I would say it and rather term it as unfortunate
As it had many divine aspects and things to relate
It was favored on me as divine bliss
I really cursed the situation as total miss
Not all are fortunate enough to witness the blessings
It may be in any form and may come in at any casing
So is the case with divine drops and vision
At the last moment person may miss it with confusion
This can be somewhat called as missed opportunity
The luck and chances are to be seized with ability
Miss it once and nothing is left to curse with
Next time be armed with resolve and closed teeth
Nothing comes in easy way
More you try and it will go away
Such is game of fate or luck
So much stock of ill luck may always be struck
People may also offer kicks
When you are wounded and forced to lick
They have no good words but to offer only sticks
If defeated then they may offer some other tricks
I would concede only on one consideration
The problems must have bearing on one relation
Either be prepared for acceptance or loss
There can’t be straight path or any cross
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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