A uniform approach
Everything goes against when tide is not in favor
Real friends too may not side with you and act as savior
This is sad state of mind and we often fail to cope with
It is open secret and snot shrouded in mystery with myth
The high hopes can bally your expectations
You may be forced to cancel the invitations
You may have to rush unexpectedly and feel point of no return
It is beginning of downfall and rough weather has to be faced in turn
You may be banking on friendly support with full surety
The returns may be there without any interruptions or with continuity
Everything may be going on well with no rooms to complain
It is sudden turn of table that may force you to refrain
What happens when high hopes dash against hope?
When you are unable walk on tight rope,
You are likely to loose balance on slope,
Disillusion and failures when love too may elope,
When we fail to reach the goal or destiny
Hopeless situation may arise when arms are up in mutiny,
Misrule and corruption always add up to tyranny
No matter how big nation you are or tiny
When high wind blows it storms the main land
Colossal loss, destruction follows and everything slips out of hand
Sea waves are rising and breaching the wall,
Waters rush in to wash the shore and many civilizations fall
It has happened in the past and may repeat again
All our efforts may not find favor and go in vain
The hardest hit may be your own conscience
it may spoil all your dreams in the presence
Love and harmony may loose tail and hatred may take over
Fight may break out and it will be difficult to find cover
Garbage may spread all over and nothing will be sprayed,
Faith will be lost, diseases may be spread and cause betrayed,
We are ruining our survival and add affluent to water
Blocking the natural flow and course also alter
How can we remain worry free when everything goes in disfavor?
We can do nothing except to watch and murmur
when nothing happens as we have wished?
We are in despair feel as if finished
Why to go for catch when there are plenty of fishes?
Why not avail all chances before they disappear or vanish?
Strongest ton survive and weakest to disappear
Agony and pain always to tolerate and bear
There is no other success story we are prepared to hear
You got to fight it out without shedding tears
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Related quotes
What happens, when?
When high hopes dash against hope,
When the path breaks on tight rope,
When loose balance and fall from high slope,
Disillusion and failure when loves elope,
Leads to think different
When nations fail to reach destiny,
Hopeless situation when rise in mutiny,
Misrule and corruption when add to tyranny,
With big nations or island tiny,
Emerge a strong by merging many.
When high wind blow and storm the land,
Colossal loss, destruction, everything out of hand,
Sea waves rising and breaching the wall,
Waters gush in and civilization fall,
Rush for prayers and divinity call,
Love loose tail and hatred spread,
Fight break out for want of bread,
Garbage all over but DDT not sprayed,
Faith lost and respect cause betrayed,
Anarchy, killing firmly dealt and stayed,
Toxics affluent added to river water,
Poisoning with pollute and course alter,
Destruction all over as human kind falter,
Global warm up and seasons hotter,
Bring them closer for something better
When nothing happens as we wish,
Why to catch in water even plenty fish,
With strong will but ignorance not bliss,
Efforts all out but chance never miss,
Luck may favour and luck lady may kiss
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O, wind
I love you from bottom of my heart
I may try to be cleaver and look very smart
But never dreamt of hurting you slight
Missed you always when you went out of sight
I have my own world realize and to live in
You may flew in with tremendous force to win
You may wish to join and pin high hopes
Though it may be dangerous to walk on ropes
You may make endless plea and build the castles
Murmur in mind and continue to make sound like whistles
All thoughts to remain in dream ad come true
Remain to be faithful till end without any clue
Neither any one can make me feel sorry
Nor it can cause extra burden or worry
I am totally to my self and remain secluded
All happiness are there with me and included
I shall come to you like high speed wind
You may not be able to judge or find
I shall remain invisible to make any imprint
You may not have slight idea or any hint
I would love to make you endless wait
From down to dusk alert and straight
You may loose patience and start to hate
It will be then out of hand to realize it late
Sometimes I fail judge your move
You remain spectator and don’t try to remove
I make outcry at your inaction and apathy
You simply laugh it out and show only sympathy
Why should I think you are so unique?
Why your words are not serious and comic?
Why at all you should remain as mystery?
Do you want it to turn into tragic history?
You may come at will and go
I should be prepared it to forgo
I shall ever stand fast till the last
You should be the one to be first and fast
Can you not reciprocate in same manner?
If you do a favor then I will be little gainer
It has something to do with trust
I think you have the right way and must
Love may blossom the way we choose
It may serve us as force for our future use
It has to have all importance to be shown
Time has come for relations to be interwoven
We may come to realize at point
It may be known as durable joint
Relation after all isn’t things to forget
We can’t allow it fail or simply let
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All hopes against hope
All hopes dash against hopes
It is like tight walking on simple ropes
We may counter stiff resistance at high slope
Bonding may not be possible even if you elope
Power suddenly may fail and hopes may dash
Life too can end if you make driving rash
Business too may fail with crunch in cash
Credit may be lost even if you attempt fresh
With slow rising of Sun dark clouds may go
Money lenders may relent and make debt to forgo
All good sign and luck may be smiling again
Life should start fresh with little gain,
Nothing goes wrong with smooth sailing,
Sentence may not be severe even fail in bailing
Failure in vigilance may result in trailing,
Gain will be more with best opportunity availing,
Future may be disappointing and chances fade away
Life is live game and not as children play
Things may turn wrong even with trying of best efforts
Luck will not smile even when you have good rapports
Sun may go up with its destined time
Target we should set as our object prime
Luck may not favor but not let us down,
Plant will come up when seeds are sown
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You go alone
You go for self and wait for none
Fight it out all but one
You may loose path but never be afraid
River may change path and course not straight
Consider it struggle and not path simple,
Task you may have but not opportunity ample,
Life may be game even worst than the gamble,
It may be acid test ………….
Make earnest effort and try very hard,
Life may even last as you grow old,
Youngsters may cut joke and laugh also elder,
Task may get tough as you spread wider,
It may be harder than even Herculean,
You may bogged down and not come clean,
Dark clouds may appear making more thunder,
You may loose heart and fear more plunder
Goal may be off and you may still wonder,
What will be in store? Question you may ponder?
It may hurt you more as ground seems look,
Not to loose composure but come out of hook
In peace you strive more for good result,
Chances may look deem facing more insult,
You may feel shame and not even consult,
It will give pain such as somersault,
If you sweat more less you may bleed
Stormy weather may pass without any read
Time is precious luck you may need,
Best efforts to be put while sowing seed,
You are always master but not go for rest,
Give hope a chance and try for best,
You may not fail but pass the entire test,
Strange are the ways but not last more,
You may have you faced task this before,
Never to contend with less but try more and more
Put your best efforts with new areas explore
Why to go alone and not efforts combine?
Success may come but not result fine,
No sincere effort but only little cry
Empire may be lost with half hearted try
You will need full attempt while acting tough,
Fall you may have on surface rough
Aim always high and inch still forward,
Face all odds and never fall backward,
Put brave front and not withdraw as coward
Success may touch your feet as full reward
Life is worth to live and is biggest award
Try for best and always look forward
You may heave sigh and feel also relief,
It may augur well and strengthen your belief,
Beginning will be little hard as fresh leaf,
Success story may speak and heard by deaf
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Weak may emerge
Weaker may emerge as strongest one
If support is received from everyone
Time and tide wait for none
Momentum has to be gained and work to be done
Whole world depends on sympathy and support
It will add to sweetness if we have good rapport
What else can we do to walk for an extra mile?
Life’s mission will be realized if thought for a while
No one can perform it alone
Even strong wind and rain has to accompany cyclone
It will have desirous or colossal effect of nature
In both the cases gloom is descending on future
It is natural cycle that prevents the weak
Strongest survive and weakest get stick
What else can be offered by him as defensive weapon?
When everything is at odd all and nothing clicks on
It is powerful game where weakest some times survive
They have nothing to loose so they slowly revive
Gather enough strength and build the hut with straw
Who else can win in the game of draw?
It is not weak but wicked suffers most
It will be near death blow with high cost
Why to feel sorry for strong or weak?
When chances are open to reach on the peak?
Do the weak all the time need sympathy?
Have they to sing constantly for their apathy?
Will they not rise for their legitimate rights/
Do they suffer without offering any fight?
Power grows from the barrel of the gun
Atrocities increase if you keep mum
Weaker may be suppressed for all the times to come
How can they be aroused to fight it out and welcome?
It is the fight between systems and follows up
It is sheer madness to be followed by cover up
Poor is always hit below the belt and made sufferer
In times to come he only will be torch bearer
Let the weak be given enough chance to excel
Why doubts should arise in mind and be not repealed?
Both will have to fight it out and lead the way
All uncertain clouds must be driven away
It is out of question who should stay and where?
They have to live amicably and stay there
No one can uproot them from stated position
It is fine and best available composition
There is nothing like term weak or strong
All are equal and must stay among
At any given time it may go wrong
Path must be cared out even if it is long
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A Boom Of Hopes
Every waves in my emotion
Have covered every waves in our ocean
see their search of misery and pain
and worst get and better to win
when hopes come to me
I have not yet spent
Years in this earth to fight
Just need to gun to our misery
When hide a dream in our hopes
When you dream a hope
No one can see it …..
We need freedom
And need not misery to kill us
I hope you will come with me to fight
We want to spent years to struggle
And win hopes for them….
But we have high hopes
But trouble shoot the hopes and dreams
My only love is the hope to win their dream
And find fate on to fight and fight
We never go for our safety
And still find better lights on to our dream
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A way to enter
“Welcome to our new world of family”
Words sounded me very good and not silly
It created deep impact on mind
I though of gesture to be so nice and kind
New entrants will find it very difficult
New environment with different cult
Readers, friends, pattern also new
May be new approach was definitely due
How to speak and catch about one’s mind?
People may not take it lightly and turn eyes blind
It may be possible they may not accept and rescind
Still it has to be honest attempt and way to find
I cut joke and call self as Jadia or fat
May not go in ground to play cricket with bat
At the most they may cut joke and hate
I have no reason to feel amused and state
I have always felt that jokes are good medicines
As disease disappear after taking vaccines
So jokes and loud laugh make blood to rush in vanes
Fresh air and wind make trees to bend in by lanes
Does the honesty pay in the long run?
Can anything be extracted at the point of gun?
What role does the comment and feed back play?
Beautiful ideas to float and make it relay
I may love to be part of large community
It will have its impact and continuity
New concept, ideas may find the real place
Right place and recognition without any race
One has to work very hard with dedication
Sincere efforts are seen as good indication
What is use of trying with no simplification?
Success may be ruled out and seen as out of question
Everything has its own time to offer the result
You shouldn’t blame anybody for simple fault
Luck or fate may play their own part
You may come out of it and look smart
Some people may make good use of talent
They may put all out efforts but not relent
“Come what may” may prove to be their ideal
Situation may prove to be difficult but may not prove real
One should be very careful at entry point
He should prove worth when initially join
It is said whose beginning is good then end too will be good
The ground must be covered and firmly stood
It is worth to stand in isolation than to loose
It has to be wise decision when you choose
It will have large impact for long time to come
Difficulties may arise but has to over come
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An ambition is not fun
Who may not want to have an ambition?
Even with many difficulties and on run?
Can any one extract it at the point of gun?
What if we cut a joke and make fun?
It remains at the heart core
Asking for more and more
No one may be exactly sure
Will try to make it simple and pure
What is good there in becoming a star?
Dream will still be distant and very far
It may shine dimly and constantly remind
Why not try for it and certainly find?
Think very high and reach the goal
Find out the diamond from the coal
Show it to the world of its original class
Not few followers but may find in mass
It is still not done and required touch
Task may not be difficult as such
Try to respond in assertive manner
You need no support or known banner
Why not you try to become sun?
Your beam may shine the surface of moon
Find the reflection on faces of unknown
Great relevance in it to remain as well-known
Be the guide and weep the tears
Keep the spirit up without any fears
Mark the paper map with help of shears
Give the momentum with the help of gears
The world may notice your presence with surprise
You may have to look beyond and summarize
Let your conscience wake up and authorize
No one remains untouched when you glamorize
Is it not beautiful world to see with clear vision?
Goal is seen in near vicinity without any confusion?
Earnest attempt to wind it up for common betterment
Let us join the race and make it remarkable movement
Stand not alone amidst the desert sand
Call for help from unknown friend
Keep no secret about your good will mission
Never say no for any fresh response for admission
Alter the course by will power and thrust
Come out of the self exile as it is must
Don’t allow your revolutionary ideas to rust
Put all your efforts with determination and trust
You should know how to steer the course
Always ready to move without guilt or remorse
Nothing is impossible in the world of course
Love is only available and determined force
Swing the wind in your favor and sail
See the success and test it without fail
Life wagon may move safely on rail
Surge ahead and don’t look back or trail
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The War Within (myfirst Set Of Lyrics)
Feelings left behind,
memories a pain
the future left blind,
hopes fade behind the stains.
The war within
rages in flame,
each day a new battle hopes held in,
each day the same
Weight building
fear screaming,
hopes fading
dreams disappearing,
the war within
the war will not stop
the war is our own
the war leaves us feeling alone
unable to see
unable to hear
the unbearable storm
within our own war
The war within
we fight
we hope
we're not alone
We all fight
we all have dreams
we all feel pain
we all feel alone
The war within
we all are connected
we all fight within
we all are never alone
We will always fight
we will always hope
we will always feel
we are together
The war within
will never win
the war within
we will not lose
Your shore
It reaches to your shore
To admire and adore
You stand alone
Wait all alone to watch for the days gone
I see you from far off to shore
Raise my level to touch your face therefore
You still shy away and run towards forest
I try and double my efforts to catch you at the best
For the whole day I am burnt with sunrays
It doesn't give me any clue or way
You are not far but not too close either
I strike the shore with force but often wonder
I shall raise the waves again and dare
To take you with me some where
Where no one may be able to reach
You and me only to look at each
You failed to absorb my depth
It was deep, kind and smooth
There was no need to get fear
As you belonged to me and were very dear
I remain calm whole day
With reddish appearance in sky
I look at it and loose calmness
Just to double the efforts to look at the face
You mesmerized me this before and escaped
Waves have fallen back and capped
I have to rush again and wash the shore
With hope to wash your leg's dirt some more
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A strong will power
Even if you are mentally strong
You will loose the race among
You may stand alone and watch with disgrace
You may be cursing for loosing the race
You may have no will power to stand
You may not be able to correct your trend
Your arrogance of dealing may deliver the blow
You may be eliminated altogether from show
What prevents you from raising your head?
Why are you not in position to command and lead?
What is stumbling block that doesn’t lead you to success?
Why do you find it unreasonable to get through the access?
Possibly you lack the courage and will power
You probably have not found any answer
You are used to watch it from high rise tower
You can never look down with favor
This ultimately leads to your downfall
You are disliked and unfavoured by all
No one may look upon you with respect
You may have to prejudge and introspect
You lack the killer’s instinct
You are unable to judge and distinct
You fail to analyze and make link
You go down with ship when capsize or sink
Motivation is another force required for final push
It halts hasty action and prevents mad rush
Nothing is ventured into without careful planning
Not a moment’s hesitation if ever it has come to banning
Motivational zeal is something different from enthusiasm
Enthusiasm is mere power to initiate with individualism
This one is to inspire others to come out with flying colors
Result for self and inspiring others to reach shores
Others may be living idle life without any aim
You can’t count on them with confidence and fully claim
They will take you down along with caravan route
You may run into rage and openly shout
Dead can’t come alive
You can’t make them believe
They can’t comfort you and relieve
They stand in way and ready to deceive
How can I change their inception attitude?
Why do they remain in full cloth still called nude?
Why can’t they behave indifferently and called rude
Why do they go for excuses and search for prelude?
I may stand to loose but act as motivational force
I may have to go for it alone but with no feeling of remorse
It may not help me individually but may spring big surprise
There may be bright day with golden sunrise
I shall be down with disfavor
There may be dissent voice with murmur
I shall pay no attention
The must find good retention
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I.c.u
A healthy mind speaks of good things
Sees better and think of something
Nothing perturbs or worries
Goes forward and forcefully carries
The situation has changed a lot
We have won freedom without being fought
It has come easily and all of sudden
No one cares or thinks even
It is not the misery or poverty
It is the misconception of liberty
Corruption at every level with known celebrities
Such is the symbol for our entities
Child lifting is routine matter
Kidney missing is casual subject
Blindness in eyes with little experiment
Turning blind eyes is only movement
Diseases are on rise and medicines are scarce
Treatment is inferior and show is farce
Not within reach and losing life
It is proving difficult as an edge of knife
Many may contest and claim it as best
Best for few but hell with the rest
Honor for living but no respect for dead
The future of country is definitely read
No timely help when actually needed
Plans on paper and no advices heeded
Death toll on rise and still no solution
We may die without cause is the only resolution
I shall think of the worst but still hope
It is difficult to climb with only rope
Still it needs more to be done
The golden period was there but now it is gone
I hope to survive but not to complain
I will watch at the sky for timely rain
It may pour but go in drain
All sincere efforts too will be in vain
We have not witness yet real scene
It is never exposed what is behind screen
What is not there is beautifully shown
Plans on papers but ideas are easily flown
We wish it to happen any day
It may find its own course and way
All may realize the importance and act
It is to be understood and live with the facts
Still we are better
We may witness worst later
We won’t find hospitals with the beds
That will be hopeless situation to find very bad
Time may tell you
It is very true
There won't be any I.C.U
It will be I Will Not Care you
Patients may be more and doctors less
Such situation we are likely to face
You will be patient and you will be nurse
Time may come to loose the patience with curse
Worry not still good time is ahead
Patients may die and doctors may be hit on head
Law unto self and justice on road
We are prepared for future to carry the load
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Heavenly Art
Heavenly art
There must be no dispute for dispute sake
Some arguments for and against trust can’t shake
Whole foundation on which love revolves
How many wishes and prayers involves?
Silent love can be equated with calm pond water
It can offer no ripples for hearts to think or alter
What will be without any feelings or attachment?
What can be joy if there is no fight and little resentment?
Lucky may be those who have silent love in return
What to speak more if there is no pain in turn?
Love never cause any break or confusion
But provide enough time to understand with compulsion
Only heavenly love provides for and avoids any pain
The deities and angels enjoy it without any gain
They have nothing to add or loose by divinity
As they are messengers and live in infinity
Love must have little separation and some distance
So both must long for and love more at once
The desire may become intense and add more attachment
They may never think of going or opt for detachment
Love is and forms of natural ripple that sends imagination
Catches fancy of figure and forms lovely figure for relation
Her movement of any kind makes him to feel closer
It will be disheartening if something wrong turns out or becomes poser
There are no such criteria to have always tears
Love, agony, pain all in plenty and to bear
But if comes near to face in any stage
Both must be prepared and in readiness to manage
We will have pills that may look like sugar coated
break into pieces and tongue acclaim it as bitterly tested
Have the love and pray for it but don’t loose the heart
Love is such composition and fine piece of heavenly art
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My passion n views
When you meet old friends, tears may rush in
Heart becomes heavy with lovely scene
You find no words to express and speak
It used to have been for days and weeks
For sweet memory and talks, not only days
but nights with long hours will be less
years may pass by and there will not be any trace
but at the end you may the worries on the face
Nothing will appeal not even sea side or public places
Neither big gardens with flowers nor big palace,
Not even the country side with green fields any more
No hill top with white snow or no sea beaches or shore,
You go into deep memory and feel so sad,
when news reaching to you are really bad
Your beloved is on death bed and very sick,
Not able to talk and walk even with stick,
As the rose is considered king among flowers
Natural bathe under fountain fall is best in shower;
Best friends are counted on fingers and may be fewer,
like good shows may draw less viewers
'Thoughts' were between us most so in common
Before I could pen them she wrote it down
Expression in thoughts and most in action
still remained calm and offered no reaction
will she be true to her promises and same again?
I am sure time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run out,
something should be done and read about
will I be put to shame and face it again?
She uses words of respect often and often,
I smell rat in game and find loss and no gain
force me to think and to find out way to regain,
Should she talk to me and show the face often?
Eyes may not to be same to sparkle again
Face may not reveal composure any more,
had I insisted upon and ask more this before?
She argues' on face that stands veiled'
eyes are always closed and happiness can’t be hailed
Face can’t bear smile and lips are sealed
Deep wounds are there but can’t be healed
Can my age be given to her and added?
Will his beloved be back in her fold again?
Fortunes should smile and offering no pain,
what do I expect? Efforts should not go in vain,
I have to cross seven high seas and reach
How to come closer to shore or beach?
Should I rush to her with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,
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All dreams not come true###(in 500)
All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
though may not be the nature too so kind
Dreaming in day time is not at all good
Good thoughts and efforts work as food
Earnest efforts to come out of wood
Failure may stun and you loose the hope
Still not difficult to walk on tight rope
It is not bad to dream for high sky
Speak always truth and do not lie
You may not have wings to fly
Still nothing wrong to work and try
No need to think or needlessly cry
You must have third sense to rise
All acts should be sensible and wise
Rise and fall is part of the game
Goal and ideas you must frame
No use trying luck or fate to blame
What ever you do must be with resolve?
Take full blame and never try to absolve
Put in best efforts to come out and solve
Full dedication and make everybody to involve
Try to mix with all as soluble dissolve
Despite put in best efforts it may not materialize
Failure may be sure but we may not visualize
All draw backs reasons before us but can’t analyze
Complete system may run into trouble and paralyze
Still strive very hard to see the reason and synchronize
Complete days routine and reflections of day’s thoughts
In night, thoughts clash and hard won battles are fought
Freedom and joy sincerely thought and brought
Stealing in day time but not easily caught
Simply night dreaming when lying in the cot
Continue to seek solution in dream,
Energy not focused but travel in beam
Try very hard and work as team,
Good efforts in direction but not as power game
Not letting any opportunity with excuses lame
So I find easy way to seek refuge in night
Lie low and have good say without light
more and more attention I try to pay
Always hope to find way in form of ray
washing shores with water at feet of bay.
Life doesn’t end with setting of day
Sun may rise again with bright ray
Your hopes may be high and tall
Vast horizon may lie open for all
Try for success without any fall
Come what may be the slogan
Life and opportunities may begun
Nothing to loose with worth attempt
Sometimes you may gain with action prompt
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Carried Away
I am carried away by flood
All of sudden heavy rush of blood
Vanes open up fully to facilitate flow
I wish her to hold me to save from blow
I have lot more ground to cover
I am drawn near and over to her
She has all nerves for me with calm gesture
I see in her calm volcano for sure
I hold the hand with gentle power
The body is gripped with quick shiver
I try to scale on top of the hill
I demonstrate it through good will
She has lot more to offer
Not against it a word to offer
I feel little set back with fear
But she reminds me of her tears
'Don't leave me alone' she stares
Invites me in open with both the arms to dare
I take full liberty in holding her hand
As if the world had reached to an end
I reach peak with no noise
It is as if she has word with promise
I loose no second and float
She is under full control in boat
I go down with her in safe drive
I think it is safest way to survive
Else we could have never become one
She was destined for me to be one
I surrender to her might
She has offered no fight
All water has flowed down to Love Ocean
I think sky might have blessed and witnessed the scene
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A hope to dream on.... by Meena Mustafa
Having fought many storms, made me wiser I know
Now I trust my instincts and go with the flow
Life is not a bed of roses … we walk on each day
Experience is the remedy, no matter what you say
Happiness is short lived…yet we all experience pain
Some play it well…yet some refrain
Everyone has a story linked to their past
So don't feel left out, if you don't have someone at last
It's better to be single with a hope to dream on…
Life has so much to offer before you are gone
Happiness doesn't have to come from others…
It's the way how you perceive life
It has to come from within you…
To make it just alright
So take the journey to hopes and dreams
And spread your wings as you fly
You will find the eternal happiness and never have to rely.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Where were you
Where you when light were went off?
I was frightened and cried for wolf
Wife whispered in ears few lines of song
I couldn't think what actually went wrong
Before going to sleep, we had sweet fight
Mind was still preoccupied with dead night
So many thoughts invaded and crossed the mind
Sudden going off light was seemingly unkind
May be it was unexpected and all of sudden
Not easy to skip off when worries are laden
Loud sound woke me up and I was unaware
All thought disappear as that of shining flare
I could not laugh easily at silly exposure
It proved me as coward person with status unsure
What could I do in such difficult situation?
This put me in difficult and awkward position
This speaks clearly the state of mind
Sudden shock was not something of new find
It happens when one is not well prepared
Position as such shouldn't and can't be compared
Everybody laughed at my uneasy calm
I felt amused as descended from the high tree palm
Though it was unusual but not matter of joke
Every body laughed at and unnecessary poke
I too realized it had many implications
It was raising doubts and complications
Wife too was serious and at pain to explain
For many days she had to hide and remain
Nothing more could be done except to laugh
Wife handled it well as my better half
I too put up a good show and brave front
Shared agony, shame jokes and bore the brunt
These are lighter moments of life
It can only be shared with wife
Time may come when you may realize
How true it was to laugh and memorize
Sometimes it is blessings in disguise
You can easily met your beloved with surprise
No one will take note of dark situation
To be spotted by any body will be out of question
Night with darkness represents unique picture
Dead silence and blanket cover helps the fixture
Two true lovers can meet and enjoy natural beauty
Calm may prevail when they try to be little funny
Even dropp of pin may disturb the silence
Slight movement of leaves may create disturbance
They find the way without dimmer of light
They may not loose again with lovely sight
Oh no, don’t make them feel so nervous
Peace of mind goes off making them furious
Let the light not come again with full surprise
Hand in hand and with promises to rise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A tear not to fall
Don’t shed tears or weep
Remember at heart and spirit always keeps
I shall remain forever as your friend
This is not the real end
I shall always send my best wishes
The friendship may last long and not finish
We need strong bond to last forever
You may not be able to miss the grief however
It was in true sense real friendship
It has lost its way and can’t be reached to ship
It can be anchored at the bank without any trouble
There may be momentary setback as emerge the bubbles
The stars may not shine
They may feel bad and not feel fine
They may hide the face in clouds
We won’t be able to hear it loud
The moon has also lost its charm
It has not remained cool and lost its warmth
No one can dream of sad event
It lacks warmth and nothing to comment
Why are grieved at sudden loss?
Why do we question the wisdom line and cross?
It might have been unavoidable loss but certainly a reality
What is use of shedding tears all the time in futility?
Some of the losses are not easy to skip off from mind
His generosity were unique and only one of its kind
They may be with us for short duration
Still nothing can be matched or put any equation
Any human loss can not be compensated
You can’t remain aloof or isolated
It may eat you up from within
You may loose concentration and fall ill
There is no use to confine our self to a limited pain
It has to aggravate the situation and all will be in vain
It is better to carry out his mission and pay him homage
Spread his message of love and strengthen the bondage
It may be in real sense if we contribute a little
You may prove strong and Handle it with strong mettle
Everything will move on smoothly and get settled
You my be able to concentrate and it may not prove fatal
We may be good friends alright
We can’t go on indefinitely and mentally fight
It may not good on our part or we may be proved wrong
We re human beings and got to move and live among
Friends may come and go
We can’t them easily forgo
They may remain at our heart and occupy the space
It is friendship vassal that may float and race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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