A total isolation
I feel lonely and think of total isolation
Something has struck to me as surprise revelation
I was shocked over last few days’ development
There was uneasy calm and slow movement
It was out come of some body’s desertion
It was denial of firm commitment or assertion
It was bothering me with concern and too much
I was unable to move freely as such
This loneliness in life is very dangerous stage
You may unable to maneuver or mange
Someone may loose heart from the beginning
Rest may remain calm and always grinning
You feel vacuum and no charm
It may cause great harm
The relation may not remain warm
You may prefer to go out of home and remain at farm
You may cry in wilderness but no one may hear
Pin and agony you alone may bear
There will be nobody to call you as dear
You may be weeping with lots of tears
You may love to be in secluded place
You will try to rub the memory and leave no trace
It is now known to everybody that you have fallen out of grace
You will be looked upon as defeated person who has lost the case
You are crest fallen person on ground
No sympathy is offered to you or found
You may make unsuccessful attempt or round
It is futile attempt and doesn’t look sound
It may take all your Peace and sleep
You may not be freely able to weep
You will be afraid of loosing the face
It has proved you very costly race
It may cause you irreparable damage
It is not less than murder or carnage
It is unbearable on your part to manage
It may send you back by many years in age
Survive the onslaught and come out with roar
You must be able to stand on the floor
There is no use staying in indoor
You have everything good in your store
You may suffer many set backs
You may be fired and sacked
There will still be more shocks
You still have to walk and keep always awake
Isolation is not be the only answer
You can count them on fingers as fewer
What is best solution or remedy?
It should not, result in tragedy or comedy
Come out clean and face the trauma
It may not end in good drama
You are the man to stand fast
It is the end chance last
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Wish to Flee
What I seek is not openly available
I am powerless and completely unable
My silence speaks it all
I wish it to be honest call
I loved from heart
Never made it deceptive art
It has sluggish start
But I got to be active part
I shall breathe with its present form
The relation I shall keep always warm
Let there be no love lost
As it is link admired by most
It is eternal peace
That drives me at ease
I wish it to release
Lend me support please
Don’t make your stand hardened
I live in state and remain saddened
Close acquaintance and not the isolation is remedy
Life is not a joke pr simple comedy
Answer lies within me
Yet I am slave and not free
I am like shade provided by tree
Yet feel heat and wish to flee
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A minute away
I am minutes away from leaving this world
I remain unmoved and don’t develop any cold
It is time bid good bye and prepare for final departure
I remain calm and as usual not very sure
It is final count down and whistle is likely to blow
There won’t be any movement and body may go slow
It will slowly calm down with no sign of life
It has to leave for heavenly abode when it stops to breathe
There is sense of satisfaction on my face
Soon I will be lost and run out of race
Body may be cremated and here won’t be any trace
I shall unite there at my place with His grace
There nothing much to worry as I leave with satisfaction
Everything moved satisfactorily with all my actions
Now time has come and it will be soon over in fraction of seconds
I swim and sink for fresh air as fish in the ponds
The soul may not depart that easily for the want of desire
All relatives gather and all past deeds admire
It is their wish that I should depart without any pain
They pray for it and wish it should not go in vain
How one can see a person who remained so close for a long?
He might have caused damage or done something wrong
Still at the end of the time they wish happy journey
Everybody leaves behind bad memory including money
There remains desire for oasis water
We run all the time for needs to cater
Its futility will be realized at the end of tour
We may be leaving behind dark patches or slur
It is wisdom on the part of individual to rise
Act as honest man and possibly to remain wise
It is to be borne in mind for no regret at the time of demise
It will definitely take over with everybody’s surprise
There won’t be any time left for any regret
You must pass the things or allow letting
What is bound to happen may happen
It will be too late then
I always wished that end must be happy
It must be peaceful and without any worry
No one should be afraid of loosing the body
It may happen sooner or later to everybody
What do we leave behind for youngsters?
Who else will take care of our brothers and sisters?
This is routine matter and may take its own course
You should feel nothing and have any remorse
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Little scared
Little scared
You were little scared
Never came forward and dared
Many times I used to stare
But found no clue as to go where
You were unpredictable
Not full of boredom or troublesome
But certainly little of dry nature
Very shy and not very much sure
I tried to up bring you with reasons
You loved me as nearest person
Yet it lacked strength and courage
You are not seasoned and up to your age
I was sure of your unending love
Believed and held you to give
All I could do to keep you calm
Away from worries and without any harm
You were never ungrateful
Scared but never a sorrowful
You knew of new heights and challenges
But you were assertive and able to manage
I find now your dismal utterances
I smile and suddenly become sad at once
You were with me by not a chance
But by destiny to be decided at once
You are not better placed woman
Far away but better than a skilled man
Yet I miss in isolation with clean heart
I have yet to master the humanly art
I have no chance to remember old days
Yet they are near me and gone far away
They rush to memory with fresh onslaught of invasion
That leads me still to unbearable confusion
Well you have chosen to be queen
Of secluded domain with beautiful tragic scene
I shall dispute no such feeling
As you have accepted it with willingness
Well have your say in choosing so
We have no other alternative to go
You remain where ever you are
I shall you from far as shining star
I certainly remember
Your wishes and flowers
You used to send me as friend
It should not result into tragic end
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A sleep is must
it is for health sake
to remain asleep and to remain awake
the worry and pain may be there
but we have to stay here
Not all may find it with favor
Not all the faces may have glamor
still there is like and dislike
it certainly pounds and strike
You may resort to drugs
you may feel the presence of bugs
it has its own way to cause you worry
we must neglect it and not feel sorry
It is of no use to forget it altogether
it may go off gradually and wither
it will not allow you comfortable sleep
even if you hide under pillow and weep
No peace of mind is there with rest
it is critical time and endurance test
not all may come out of it successfully
the responsibility is to be owned fully
No one can afford to be ignorant
the pain comes as instant
it may unseat you completely
You may prefer isolation immediately
No one has moral authority to comment upon
as the struggle might have been lost or won
the same phase takes place with all
someone may be lucky but many may have fall
It is to be taken as routine occurence
it may end up with tough endurance
brave may be those who come out of it and stand
not blame the closeness but stand as friend
It is abuse if some tries to end the mission
the only path open to us is frank admission
it may relieve the agony and pain
it may not go altogether but remain
Let it die out gradually
I has to be borne out individually
it may have chance to unite
f you cool down and do not further ignite
This is basic fundamental and fact
it must be handled with tact
no one dies for simple reason
you must be alive to the situation as tough person
You might have go through phase and struggled
you can not now afford to be drugged
it will not remove any strain
it will damage body and brain
The sensation will be lost
the relation will remain as frost
It will be taken over by prejudice
you may regret it till your demise
The nice way is to face and forget
the peaceful life should be only target
one should not try to cross over the fact
it has to be followed by descent act
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A run away
You ran away from me’
It was only honey bee
You were so scared
You were afraid and not dared
Why did you flee the scene?
You were never desperately seen?
You used to be bold and brave
Why did you run for cover to save?
Was it your defeated tendency?
Will you carry on with same frequency?
It has generated a great concern
It is to be proved wrong in turn
I can’t remain with disloyal
My partner should be brave and royal
You were on running spree
How can I assure self and feel free?
There was no such danger
You had no fever or anger
Neither were you suffering from fever
Nor you had feeling of hunger
It was quite amusing to witness
I couldn’t find your trace
You tried very hard to save the face
It was only peculiar case
You couldn’t reason it out
You were down in my eyes and I shut
Never to look at you and offer yes
For you it may naturally be bad phase
You may offer many reasons
It proved you as coward person
You did not last in very good season
The out come was not good and unforeseen
I had caught a hand of reliable friend
You proved otherwise at the end
It spoke of naked fact
You were not reliable in fact
A person can’t be relied upon
Who is unable to face it in open?
What can be ultimate fate and result?
It is pure humiliation and insult
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A work to no work
From busy schedule to no work table
From able body to feel all of sudden unable
The isolation and loneliness is understandable
It is growing within but not manageable
How from hectic work you have come a grindig halt?
How all of sudden the soulnd has been rubbed with salt?
All careate unbearable pain just to make you panicky
The preoblem is growing more and almost becomes tricky
It is natural cycle that repeats after certain interval
The autumn becomes paramount after its arrival
The spring might have ruled for some times to come
It can not remain permanent as it is not destined to welcome
Everything is subjected to decay
Even old age may come to our dismay
The youth and energy may not remain forever
It is advised to adjust accordingly therefore
There can be only reminsceneces of romantic stage
It might have grown beautifully with the age
The print might have been looked as golden on the page
You should have surrrendered to your love even when in great rage
It is not easy to sit under sky and stare
It is leading not to solution anywhere
It may harp on your memeory mercilessly
Those things may come on screen and trouble you endlessly
It is easy to forget unpleasant things but difficult to forget
All beautiful moments slipping away and and can’t be let
You weep your face by hiding it under the piece of small cloth
Is the isolation and lonneliness not killing you by combining both?
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Frozen to Death
I wanted not to be frozen to death
As it was life time wish to remain with
Fear was just gripping me from inside
Chances were there and differences very wide
I can afford no more isolation
As I have developed sound relation
It is fine tuning with you on sound footing
No more trouble ideas are shooting
I can have no peace with disturbed news
My relation with you can’t have any more reviews
It is firm and never getting strained
Little upset thought makes me completely drained
I would prefer death in your hand
This may prove to be real companion and friend
Life can be meaningless if there is no aim
I would love to be very near and earnestly claim
I have placed my existence at your door
I shall be nothing and look very poor
It is you who has made me priceless
I can move among people with bright face
Each day brings me message of love
I remain calm and peacefully drove
You are at heart and very much in centre
No other man can simply occupy the position or enter
Some unknown factors trouble
I loose the patience and fumble
I shiver with some cold in spine
There something more to make me feel fine
I would want that you stay always near
Make me comfortable without any fear
I shall be worry free in your presence
This I feel is true and real essence
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Worry lines
I see on her face many worry lines
She seems unable to push or sideline
So for everything was fine and in order
I think she is now getting older
Yes she can not be defeated
She can not be underestimated
Whether problems remain solved or related
She is there for me and as such indicated
She has words to keep
She does not mix or slip
She know for sure not to weep
So has she the road very steep
I know she will carry till end
Am not merely his close friend
It must be something more
She is more vocal therefore
I know she will love me up to last
She has take up her position very fast
It is in no uncertain terms
She knows wounds may get some germs
She can’t afford to sleep for a while
She has to remain awake and walk for miles
As road ahead of her is full of danger
She has to take care of many strangers
She would want me to go along
Even if something is going wrong
She has finest quality of forgiveness
As she has stood for righteousness
The clouds may disappear anytime
It unseats us for sometimes
Worry simply creates flutter in unstable mind
Even though you try to remain calm and kind
I would stand behind you as solid rock
The time may simply pass on in clock
Yes we may march on with all that smoothness
There won’t be any worry left to trace
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Enjoy More
I had lot more to enjoy than to loose
Between the devil and good I had to choose
It was going to be different universe in a long way
I was to catch child’s finger in fateful days
I was criminal in all the respects
Some people were fearful of my acts
I could sense the way they would prefer to react
Something was forcing them back in fact
I am earthy man with full of lovely feeling
The criminal past forbids me to stop further killings
I saw the changes when I declined to be blind
As at home wife had delivered beautiful child
“Is the world so beautiful to live in? ”
“Can there be more losses with gain”
I was puzzled to read in between lines
But fact remained there that I was feeling fine
She was for all smile when noticed some changes
I was changing fast with resolve to manage
No more hatred and wrong acts in coming days
I held her hand with promise in distinct way
How come one factor can change entire life?
I had performed all the acts with use of knife
Taken lots of lives for the self protection
Now I have decided to go in for corrective action
Lovely child reminds me of beautiful days ahead
I want the life to be completely different and lead
Let whole world gun for my life if they prefer
But I shall stand fast and may not like to suffer any more
The child has brought good fortune
May be at right time to change the tune?
Sing a song of total harmony with relative peace at heart
No one teaches anything but comes as surprise with good start
It may not be smooth transformation
But I am at rest with no more questions
Life can be led differently at any time
Little divine grace is needed sometimes
What kind of medicine can be useful for sound health?
Can worldly pleasures bring change with enough of wealth?
I find none but yes to some unforeseen development
It is altogether blessings in disguise with slight improvement
If there was to be best place for criminals in world
Nobody would have thought it for second and turn cold
At given point of time something struck to the mind
We may be different person with all changes to find
I want no more past history
I wish not to feel sad and carry
Let it remain buried for good
I have come to sense and lately understood
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A response to memory
Is there anything like conscience?
do we really believe in its presence?
it troubles me a lot when suddenly awakened?
as the future lay completely darkened
She may appear and suddenly ask
there is something like tea in flask
shake your memory and listen
what I have not to say even
You ditched me and left to good luck
you knew i will be badly struck
I did not prove as dame duck
I will bounce back and definitely look
I may not like to be lost in dreams
as it is burning body from with in with beams
I am not going to be a yes woman
yet it will be a lesson for man
Memory is hard to be pushed away
to be lost in oblivion is the only way
there is complete harmony in relation
as long as it has true revelation
How does it matter if you do not remember?
Who will under the agony and answer?
Have to open my heart and reveal?
my love was fake and not real
No one has time to show sympathy
I am struck with pain to feel self pity
it is unbearable and no where to show
I can bear no more as I have to leave and go
You treated me like commodity
the game played by you was dirty
I can not look back and lament
It may remain their as sad moment
It will not matter now even if you accept
love is not an idea or an ideal concept
it is beautifully conceived and realized
no one does a favor or gets obliged
I did not feel it as shame
I do not curse or blame
it may be sheer bad luck and fate
I will have to realize it soon or late
I stand in far corner and weep
It is impossible to remember and keep
All good comments and memory at heart
as it has shown the beginning of bad start
Is it not the divine spirit to feel?
are we going to tarnish it or kill?
it may not meet our expectation
still it stands as reality with good observation
Not all may find it with favor
All flowers may not offer flavor
We expect beautiful show with fragrance
it should boom with all colors at once
Kill the conscience, curb the wishes but not the trust
these are ingredients and possibly must
It is best way to reach and feel the pulse
no one has capability to push it and repulse
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I am blind
I am as blind as anybody else
Always free without being tense
Nature has gifted me patience
I go slow and praise hence
People may be right when they compare even
My beauty with rose of beautiful garden
I feel shy and run away from the scene
It creates self prophesy and clearly seen
I may be unrestible and ordinarily figured
The beauty is for all human being assured
Some may be very good and outwardly shining
Others may be finding hard for defining
Female is as such very beautiful gift of nature
Life can be incomplete and so the future
She has all the reserves for making life beautiful
Normal tendency to remain calm and faithful
I have come across beautiful description of woman
They are termed as inseparable part of man
Man may be totally rudderless and blind
If he fails in his mission for female to find
She has golden shine in eyes and brightness on face
Any would fall for it and join the mad race
It is not for inviting any trouble but a challenge
A person has to prove himself and manage
Take it for granted if you stare at her constantly
You are in real love and fallen for it instantly
You are sure that she may prove good wife or mother
No one can fill that place indefinitely for others
There are enough sports for man to glorify
Only the things is she must feel and satisfy
She can make out what right or wrong
You can not take her for cheap song
She can be compared to any divine object
She has all powers to think and reject
She has powerful instinct to grasp your inner conflict
She may decide in favor with the kind act
Oh! Lady, O mother or sister of universe
We have so much in store to converse
You can be center of power and attraction
Let us confine ourselves to definite action
It will futile to attempt for forceful violation
It may leave many unanswered question
Otherwise also there is enough of congestion
Anything may prove contrary with suggestion
We are not talking of inner beauty
That has been given in abundance by almighty
It can spread message of love and unity
The life can be spent happily as entity
Let us join race for perseverance of human race
Man and woman have same story to tell on face
There is enough of plight in this lovely world
Let us remain one and in same fold
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As Large As Sky
I regretted for nothing as such
Even though it has caused me pain as much
The vacuum is as large as sky
But I have no reason to feel shy
I had desired life long association
It was very strong bond and foundation
Any structure can’t stand alone on erection
If it has shaky base or slight friction
What do I do when she is not around?
Where all happiness is gone to be found?
I have no alternate but to look at horizon
Think about its vastness and look upon
I suffer from deep anguish
The though would take place to end life or perish
Such step can’t be taken as brave or bold
The soul is not prepared to leave its fold
I wait for miracle to happen
I see no reason behind it even
But what a person can do in distress?
When he is ridden with anxiety and stress?
It is hard to bargain in critical time
You loose your common sense sometimes
Many useless thoughts may take over and blind person
Only stable person may stand fast and see through the reasons
I know she may come back in my camp
I shall hold hope under the dim lamp
I may see her coming with firm resolution
That may prove to be the end of isolation
Not all the persons may be passing through same ordeal
But the main advice is that once must struck fast deal
It should not be allowed to deteriorate at point of no return
As cordiality may loose its color forever in turn
I was fast slipping into dark
Came back into sense with high sound of dog’s bark
I could see her entering with broad smile
She was back in life again from distance of miles
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Am unable to understand
Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen
I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result
I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind
You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground
All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear
That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved
It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release
It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent
Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person
I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor
She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own
The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home
I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
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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
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A attempt to lie
It did not pinch me when I attempted to lie
It never occurred to mind and raised the question, why?
I had no symptoms of feeling shy
It was desperate but worth try
I was seized with lot of worries
I was unable to live with ease
There was enough of guilt to release
I did not correct myself and allowed the opportunity to miss
Was it going to remain as one time affair?
I did not consider it proper and fair
I knew one day I will be called liar
People may disregard and cut satire
I knew it from the beginning very well
The sky was not going to fall or let loose the hell
I was trying to escape momentary set back
Had I not gone for it, it might have developed some cracks?
I did it because it thought it right
I didn’t want unnecessary fight
I could sense the darkness in light
I knew it was deviation but only slight
“You tell he untruth” if it helps the cause
Not enough truth behind it because
It gives rise to unethical behavior
You can’t act as somebody’s savior
The lie may remain lie and wrong a wrong
You can’t clam credit for it and sing a song
It is not wisdom or show of any intelligence
It is draw back and some sort of negligence
It must bite your conscience and inner thought
At what cost some good result may be brought?
It may sever momentarily some happiness
Your soul may revolt and will not with cleanliness
It varies from person to person
There is no particular reason
You may weigh pro and cons
It is still business of none
You may resent it later on
The battle may be won
The result may also yield
You may feel desertion in field
Not all brave people can perform this feat
It requires some talent to beat
You must be in position to catch on the heat
Your eyes may not be in position to meet
It is game and there is no win
The unrest may be clearly seen
Until you go and accept the guilt
The inner peace can’t be built
Practicise it when you feel it may cause damage
Think of the consequences which you are unable to manage
It has to be one time affair or in exceptional case
It should not be made as practice or thought base
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A nice stand
I stand to loose in any case
I have no backing and strong base
It is needed in present scene
The set of such nature is never seen
I was struggling very hard
All family members upset including dad
No one was coming out in open to criticize
I felt lonely and helpless as if cut to size
The family support is must in all our ventures
It is considered strong base for coming days and future
You may feel supported in all moves to feel secured
No wounds may upset even if you are injured
United we stand and divided we fall
This should be proved with day’s call
Every move should be projected as unified stand
The huge palace can be built on rocks or sand
You need help from all quarters
The chances come up and future brightens
The situation may sometimes complicate and tighten
Still the hooks round neck may loose and shorten
It is neck to neck competition and ablest survive
You got to dash against odd and make it live
It has to have enough thrust and deciding factor
You must t come out victorious in every sectors
You may not find all the time timely aid
“God helps to those who help himself” it is said
Nothing comes out of it as mere fortune
You have to adjust and focus on proper tune
You will have to strike at right moment
The chance must be taken as heavenly sent
It has to have full length counter with definite result
It may go in favor or against with definite tilt
Sail or swim with same zeal
The danger may be there as real
It may pose hazard for your existence
You must face it out with right insistence
Take support, if necessary, from like minded
It may be considered bold move if timely sounded
It may come to helping in real test
The result may com out as very best
Don’t stand in isolation and loose the battle
It is real time and testing ground for your strong mettle
It may give you enough to me to settle
Every thing may subside and prove as storm in tea kettle
Stay together to gain the support
Achieve the result with good rapport
Never say no to any out side hand
They may prove as strong ally or very good friend
It is desirable to remain together
It need not disturb you or bother
It may prove in the long run
It should also create very good fun
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not dead
For almost a week I have remained unread
Physically fit, mentally stable and not exactly dead
Yet cut off from whole of the word and readers
As power cables here are cut by the road repairers
No doubt, they are seized with the time schedule
They care for nothing as they have to spread the surface over miles
Repair, dig, resurface and keep up with the growing need
The social needs are to be give top priority with the greed
No one may interfere with each others work and continue
Whatever may be the damage on the way, it shall have no review
Many may be thriving on such practice as the work goes on
Public may suffer for few days but may enjoy when they are finally gone
I am unable to communicate with friends
As if the life has been brought to standstill or to an end
Neither I can approach nor can they make contact
I have to remain contended with routine acts
Yes, the isolation from hectic life can be termed as dead activity
You are left with nothing except to sing a song or pray almighty
But this too can be liked by an individual for early morning hours
Rest of the day may be spent aimlessly or lying on the floors
I realized the importance of idle life with that of an individual
Person can feel relieved for few days but can not treat it as casual
It creates vacuum and laziness that further builds devil's workshop
Only destructive or negative ideas crop up in mind and stay at the top
It is killing me from inside with no social contact
I have remained all these years as social animal in fact
I can't remain idle without writing even for a day
Now it is almost a week that I have been forced to remain away
"I shall pray freely now almighty without any worry or trouble"
"The death of wife had brought an end to his entire struggle"
One of the legendary poet lamented over loss of wife in such a worry free style
I am no greater person but an ordinary man to pull on for a while
I have realized how painful it is to remain cut off
Not all may be attached as much as I am and subjected to laugh
Yet I feel the growing need for person to remain within circle
We are social animal and need constantly to fight on with the struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bel(i) eve
“I” become problem with ego
Hasten the departure and force to go
As soon as time is over the whistle may blow
Face may loose the shine and bear the shadow
“I” stand for isolation
Loneliness and no relation
It will made known with indication
When you will be forced with lots of questions
I stand for intelligence
I too stand for integrity
I can be suited to become ideal
Here ”I” stands for model or idol
I may create st(i) r
I may loose l(i) fe
I may be killed even with kn(i) fe
But you will be comfortable with w(i) fe
So keep I wherever necessary
Discard where you feel it is ev(i) l
Strengthen faith and bel(i) eve
Enjoy the peace and rel(i) ve the pain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never be afraid
Never be afraid of any one,
'He' is there for everyone,
Never HE lets you to sleep,
empty stomach gone so deep,
Fear not for telling truth,
express words with style smooth,
words may be very simple to render
Bow the head and apology tender,
He may take you to his fold
when need arises and you are bold,
with strong belief and faith you hold,
never an grievance to feel soul is sold,
failure may come but should not deter,
words may not falter but path you may not alter,
storm in tea cup or bubbles may peter out,
When conscious is clear and have no clout,
Course is set in and nothing can change,
river course change but you have to arrange,
destiny may remain but you have to manage,
Not loosing composure even after carnage,
Sparkling stars and objects stand firm,
World knows they are heavenly and confirm,
You have to assert and only submit,
Spread the message with candles lit,
Not a day more you may last,
Lot more work and time moving fast,
Eyes up wards and doubts not cast,
Universe is big and eternal world vast,
Who knows what we are meant for?
Has anybody known even this before?
So on destined day you may depart,
Even world may not remain one but apart,
No more cry and no more laugh,
Half life gone but improve better half,
It is not an end but just good beginning,
Hopes not on imagine but on faith pinning
No more cry in wilderness,
No more feeling in isolation,
No more doubts and any question?
It is simple way of living and submission.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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