A Wise Decision
The moment you think of giving up means a wise decision
So far it was unproductive, contentious and full of indecisions,
what made you to change the opinion to come to the conclusion?
When you were so sure previously for its inclusion
it is always wise to change the course in between if journey is threatened
you may face disaster and consequences if the course is not shortened
your ears should as sharp as dog and eyes as like as an eagle
you will face no danger even while passing through jungle
You must have third eye to see and think about impending danger
Your course should not be diverted out of fear or anger
You must think about it with cool mind and with some calculation
It should never be blown off out of proportion
It is healthy sign of strong person with determination
You have ship’s course and guidance in action
The storm can ground the ship at any time without notice
You will no time left to think it twice
You have, as I said earlier, enough of guts to steer the course
It is test of an astuteness and ability to move ahead with force
The storm may remain for sometime and wither away later
But think of leaving ship half way and consequences as leader
So it nice to stay in race but sign of wisdom to leave in time
No one may point out right decision if that goes wrong sometimes
The adventures and journeys can be aborted if feared with failure
But wisdom will be to purse it till end with guarantee to assure
Many may disagree with contention but “fortune favors the brave”
You may heroes welcome if you succeed in life saving
If people are brought safely to the shore with safety
You will be honored with all the thanks to almighty
It is human mind that reads some unforeseen events
There are some unpredictable and unfortunate moments
Life is another name of uncertainties and luck
We must have courage to withstand before being struck
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Ship To Shore
When you pulled at the wheel with me
To steer our fragile ship of state
We nosed toward uncharted seas
But found our course within a lake.
And every where that we did turn
There loomed another barren shore,
We turned, and then did turn about
To find we'd sailed each course before.
And you would chafe at each restraint
And I would rush to catch each squall
That filled our sails a little while
Before we lay becalmed once more.
Then you would see each distant point
As bearings, where your freedom lay
And drive our ship before the storm
For day upon each battered day.
'Til we had sailed on every course
That wit or will could still devise
While biting tongue and sharp retort
Became the language of our lives.
At every turn, a shallow reef
To wreck the hopes that we had shared,
Each tack would bring us near to grief
Each luff would leave us near despair.
But then you spied some promised ground
And took the boat on that same shore
That we had left together, once
Though never to return, we swore.
The ship of state rolled drunkenly,
I could not steer, nor go ashore
And so each watched the other weep
For you would cry, and I implore.
'Til you rowed back to join the ship
But we were fast upon some reef,
And soon you turned to carp and wit
To speed you on your long retreat.
A thousand times you made that trip,
A thousand times from ship to shore
But now the tide's exposed the rip,
There's nothing left to journey for.
And you may live your life ashore
While I attend some new design,
Our ship of state once went to war -
I burned her to the waterline.
20 September 1989
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On ship board
We were on board for an island journey
Far off from crowded place with all kind of luxury
No one confided in us that sea could be rough and hostile
Ship was cruising with favorable wind meanwhile
All of sudden the lightening struck from the sky
Dark clouds appeared all of sudden with full try
The ship was on mid sea and weather took dramatic change
As if to warn human brain to wait for the revenge
Sea water is generally calm and peaceful
Its vast horizon is blue and open for adventure to make it successful
We were on simple pleasure trip and got trapped
It was feared that in no time it may wrapped
Sea level was rising alarmingly
It struck on sideways heavily
Whole ship was in full cry to disintegrate
We were offering prayers to escape the fate
Passengers of all ages worshipped with good faith
To help come over the crisis and spared from death
The old memory of sea disasters took over the grip
Many shouted with cry help and helplessly wept
Sea was infuriated and wanted to swallow
The entire ship crews were pressed to allow
Any members willing to sail in life boat
Or any means available to remain afloat
It rained heavily with high speed wind
I sat in corner but nothing was visible to find
Only I could see blue waters and no land in sight
The ship was drifting away and could hardly be seen without light
Suddenly weather came to rescue and wind slowed down
There appeared some hope and faded away some dangers already known
I prayed sincerely for sparing hundreds of lives
People were on board and waiting to dive
Sky in no time cleared off and stars came out
The moon was also seen and there was much to talk about
We all were on board and greeted each one with affection
I wondered at the dramatic change and thanked almighty for kind action
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Walking Through The Rain
Once in our lifetime
will go through a narrow road
where there's nobody around
We just walking all alone
Carrying attached burden
And behind, chased by a storm
Will the soul safely reach home?
Left and right, nothing around
keep walking in a small road
Wind run chasing this feet
Bringing sand to my eyes
A bit hurt, force to tears
dropped, flew, dried still fears
Keep walking the storm just near
Wind swirl and touch the trees
The weak leaves falling down
Riding this feeling we cant help
After carrying all blurry years
The future seems like a smear
But the storm keep coming near
Too close to breaks and clear
I still walking ahead with hopes
There's nothing around to hold
The grey conquer half of the blue sky
While the sun gone leaving without light
Keep walking, keep moving, it's alright
Even the clouds shades my shadow
We left the past, i wont undo
When the rain pour on me
Finally i know the storm caught my body
Still walking, keep walking even a bit slowly
Stuck in heaviness, waking, standing and walking again
The storm push me down like the weak leaves falling down
Wake up and walking once again, nothing to hold, all by my own
Thunder shouting to scare but i'm too tired to keep afraid
No choice only walking, so I'll be brave for a change
Through this heavy rain
Keep walking to keep moving
Even it was pain with burden
For days and years to come,
I making decision through this rain
For life and future days still remain
Dont want spent entire life with all constrains
A Change for a chance,
So i took this chance to change
For next change of life chance
For always i trust my believe for a chance
The reason why i keep walking through the heavy rain
Cause i know there's always something i will gain at the end
A future with a rainbow will prove there's a chance and change
Cause I know the sun will rise and shine again
So i have made a decision through the rain
Even though i know storm will appear again
I will keep walking and stand again
: : : : : : : : Theme: Challenge and Inner strength: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :
This time i learn and use my brain
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In knee deep trouble
I am in knee deep trouble and sinking
I have lost the courage and not capable of thinking
Nothing has gone right from the beginning
It has left me wondering and grinning
Man is destined to be guided by destiny
No matter how much he tries desperately
He may get only whatever is due to him
He may be get the chance even if not in the team
He may be fortunate enough even if chances are thin
The defeat may be converted into win
He may be called successful man
Even if not helped by any one
One should not only dream but try also
The success is like touch and go
If you miss it bare thread or by chance
It will never be had by you even at once
I meet with failure at all attempts
Though I am prevented or urged to preempt
It forces me to stop at once to start
It is odd situation for me to go with the speed of the cart
It is said you should strike the iron when it is hot
You should not try to sail when wind is not
As it is supposed to land you safely at the shore
You must wait for chance or sleep with the heavy snore
Some of the aspects can be easily understood by person
One should sense the trouble and try to find out the reason
If it is that difficult to come to the conclusion
It should be left alone rather than to be faced with the confusion
Life is afford to you with precious moments
There ahs to be some gainful movements
Time and tide will not be favorable too often
You must try to grab it with least possibility even
Someone has to smile and some has to go down
There may be no change in situation even if you frown
Everybody may not be that lucky to have it all
Some are gifted with luck and some are destined to fall
I am compelled to regret even though knowing fully well
Life must be lived at full length even proving hell
It may not be the same for each and every person
They are blessed with and enjoying it with solid reasons
Though I am not person of strong will power
But not too weak to face it like fewer
I strongly believe in making sincere efforts
I leave it to almighty if He does not want my ship to land at ports
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stand by the Engines
On the moonlighted decks there are children at play,
While smoothly the steamer is holding her way;
And the old folks are chatting on deck-seats and chairs,
And the lads and the lassies go strolling in pairs.
Some gaze half-entranced on the beautiful sea,
And wonder perhaps if a vision it be:
And surely their journeys no sorrow nor care,
For wealth, love, and beauty are passengers there.
But down underneath, ’mid the coal dust that smears
The face and the hands, work the ship’s engineers.
Whate’er be the duty of others, ’tis theirs
To stand by their engines whatever occurs.
The sailor may gaze on the sea and the sky;
The sailor may tell when the danger is nigh;
But when Death his black head o’er the waters uprears,
Unseen he is met by the ship’s engineers.
They are thrown from their feet by the force of a shock;
They know that their vessel has struck on a rock.
Now stand by your engines when danger appears,
For all may depend on the ship’s engineers!
No thought of their danger! No mad rush on deck!
They stand at their posts in the hull of a wreck,
Firm hands on the valves; and the white steam appears;
And down with their ship go the brave engineers!
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My patience
I controlled my passion but could not
Tears forcefully contained but rolled out
I have strong will but failed this time
Attachment is such relation you fail sometimes
I had beautiful times good moments
I used to wait for him and remain present
He will sure come and close in
To embrace me and win
That was all good for me to find a friend
He had vowed to stay till the life end
I fell for him and vowed to stay together
He took my hand and promised not to bother
Today he is leaving me behind
Lone figure to wait and find
His fond memories and nice time
I hold my tears and think sometimes
What will he look like when come back?
Will our sweet life be at jeopardy or at stake?
What will he do if earned a lot fortune?
Will he maintain same relation with fine tune?
I slipped in to thoughtless dream
We had so far worked as team
He was to stand all the time by my side
As our horizon was vast and very wide
I wished him long and happy journey
I thought" it may be wish of almighty"
He is on the board of ship to cruise
To fulfill all the dreams and promises
I stayed at shore and witness
His ship sailing towards sea surface
Never ending and never disappearing
But sending me shock waves and fearing
I brush aside such thoughts
I wish all the good in life without being caught
It is part of the life and one must venture out for good
The philosophy of life must be clearly understood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Threshold
The threat or danger of a downfall is looming before us
though we now seem poised and safe above all the fuss.
Considering the sacrifice and effort made to reach the threshold
how can we now afford the luxury of distraction and be so bold?
Until the threshold is attained and one has safely passed through
it would be wise not to become complacent with the passing view.
The choice is ours and so much depends on our integrity of purpose
if we’re to arrive safely and overcome the temptations on the surface.
There can be no satisfaction with things that are constantly changing
especially where the effect of change itself is also very wide ranging.
In fact it seems such a shame to have to admit that all of this attraction
keeps us away from the place that will ensure our complete satisfaction.
When we spend such a large part of our lives to achieve harmony and balance
those who don’t make the most of the opportunity are victims of nonchalance.
And it’s only after missing the chance to get something we’ve badly wanted
we feel a sense of greater loss than losing it after the thing had been granted.
Sometimes the fear of failure is not as great as the fear of success
which may place demands upon us that cause unwelcome stress.
Though rarely one will argue the point of not trying to succeed
there are the factors of determination and those based on need.
There seems to be some point beyond which no one ever really goes
unless one has the help and guidance of someone greater that knows.
They stand poised and ready for anyone to acknowledge their position
and is able to take one through the threshold by grace of their decision.
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poem by George Krokos
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No Storm Can Touch This Ship!
Just when I thought all things were well,
As ship's captain and felt quite great,
A thunder-storm has loosened hell,
And threatens to besmirch our fate!
The storm is satanic in size;
This ship can't withstand its fury;
I tried to be honest and wise;
I pray to God much more truly!
My faith and hope in God are strong;
I've got to save the ship, inmates;
This transient trial can't last long;
To help, God, angels delegates!
No evil can befall one good;
Fierce winds may blow and come may hail;
God rescues one from deepest wood;
He never forsakes, nor can fail!
God loves His righteous creatures all;
He cares for them and never sleeps;
His ears can hear their faintest call
From mountain-tops, valleys and deeps!
Lord Jesus will calm down the storm,
And usher better climes to sail!
This ship must reach the land in form,
With ship intact, and inmates hale!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-10-2012
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A brief and precise
“To be brief and precise”
What else can be the advice?
This may give room to rise
This maybe picked up by intelligent and wise
Human error can result in great tragedy
As life has already turned into comedy
We are on brink of disasters with no remedy
Many are loosing their lives but still not ready
What has made us so insensible to the reality?
Why do we not go for accurate decision with quality?
We have witnessed its uselessness with futility?
We remember for short time and press for continuity
The human tragedy is excused on the ground of error
Mere sympathy is shown for the consequences of terror
It doesn’t force us to change the mind till it strikes
We fled the scene on the available means like bikes
We need to sympathize for those who are in short
They are in desperate need of commodities at the port
They are starving due to negligence on our part
Many of them just pass away and rests wait to depart
No one shed tears for the deprived
No solution is immediately arrived
At every moment they are being connived
They languish but still survived
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad eyes
I could read nothing on her face
But eyes could speak with grace
Intense struggle was going on in her mind
Yet her face revealed nothing for me to find
She had resolve of steel metal
Her husband had died of an accident which proved fatal
She could hardly think of anything now to settle
She was on decline and loosing her rose petals
She must be facing now lot many problems
Something struck to remind her of grave troubles
People may try their level to pound on her flash
Soon she may be heading for an open war or clash
Life is not bed of roses for all persons
Some people are blessed with support from sons
Some are looked after well by circumstances
Many are lucky not to have experienced such things even at once
She was not that lucky to have enough support
She may murmur and say when will reach her ship at the port
I listened to these words with much pain
But had no solution to relieve her from drain
She spoke to me with intense projection
She was not leaving the field by inaction
I saw in her eyes thunder storms and lightening
Nothing could deter her now from hardening
She had her own sphere, space and cover
I read her resolve to carry on and move further
No person was expected in her life to explore
I feared nothing unusual coming from her
Some people may loose courage if receive shocks after shocks
Luck also will be sending troubles in bundles from its stocks
It is seen and observed that ill luck would try everything to finish
But strong people may face it bravely and simply not perish
She was from fine blend and held very good character
Many times she would claim her self as an actor
I thought of great circus where each one is expected to play part
With magnificent acts, independent from each other as an art
I made little survey of human feeling
What will be the most fearsome act and almost killing?
I thought of illogical fear with devastating effects
Not realizing the unavoidable circumstances in fact
Life at some point of time comes to an end
You can add flavor to it by making some amends
No one may ask how much you lived on earth
But certainly remark how best you lived up to the time of death
No one will be spared from the jaw of death
We may also be going to lay a wreath
Yet it never occurs to us in mind
That we too may have some place here to find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go-Alone
One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free
You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out
The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead
One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck
You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped
You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase
You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way
It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No to worry
I worry too much about life
It causing me unwanted strife
Please lend me a helping hand
And to rewrite what I planned
I need to talk to God and pray
He will help me find my way
His light will cleanse my soul
And his love will make whole…….James F. Cunningham
You worry about unwanted things
Some precious moments are missed for nothing
For the want of mental satisfaction
Where as you got to justify your action
Why you need to talk to lord?
He is all the time near you as god
Guides you to behave in responsible manner
So you are not troubled and feel as such lesser
Think of storm in midway on sea
You can feel the danger and see
Still ship is anchored safely at shore
What else will be asking for more?
You are made comfortable
Your life is made stable
You are given it in the form of blessings
Why do you such feel it as missing?
Just do the nice and noble things
Perform and act as poor but not as kings
That may bring arrogance and invite rude behavior
You act as noble man and savior
Life is for us not to worry
Never let down your self or feel sorry
Just a few earnest words in your prayer
You may have his blessings and favor
I am no sage or saint
Yet many times I faint
After seeing some tragedy
Yet I feel it is all decided by almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Moment To Moment
Written by gerry beckley and phil galdston, 1998
Found on human nature.
There was a time I knew
All that there was to know
No one could tell me then
I was wrong
I wasnt strong enough
To see where my weakness lay
The world that you hold so tight
Could slip away
And from moment to moment
Your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
A sea no one can see
Somewhere around the bend
Right when you least expect
Someone can walk away
With no regret
Leaving an empty space
Breaking a sacred trust
All of your shiny dreams
Begin to rust
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
The sea you cannot see
Yes from moment to moment
Promise me youll never change
Promise me youll stay the same
Promise me youll never change
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
A sea youll never see
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a light when the sun is rising
A day after today
Promise me youll never change (promise me youll never change)
Promise me youll stay the same (the same)
Promise me youll never change
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
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Slowburn
Biting down, feeling the pressure again
It's no more than we deserve, eyes closed to collect sun
Tearing it down, burning bridges away
There's no return now, leaving home today
We turn to face the storm
Just a sign of life to bring us home
Turning around, trying to face the strange
It's no more than we deserve, no more words to say
Coming around, there's no distance to go
Lying face down on the floor, reaching out for something new
We turn to face the storm
Just a sign of life to bring us home
We burn to face the storm
We lose everything and everyone
Farther... Slower...
We burn to face the storm
We lose everything and everyone
We turn to face the storm
Just a sign of life to bring us home
We burn to face the storm
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From childhood
From childhood till this day it is the same
I have all the reasons to believe and blame
The opportunities with delayed action came
So many times I had to cut sorry figure with shame
It made me not to cry
With strong resolve pushed me to try
I had no time to evaluate and ask why
I took it as challenge and chosen to fly
I had decided not to beg for anything
Even if I had no one with backing
I went for throwing full weight behind
With only hope to get through and find
I had a hope and nice dream
I always prayed and begged of Him
Oh, God, guide me to shore with dignity
It is only wish to serve mankind with humanity
I had not starved but was not better of either
This small thing did not deter me or bother
I took no short cuts to attain anything for personal goal
I was determined to dig out the diamond from coal
I was sure of good result from the inception
Sometimes I used to face hostile reception
I was not feeling happy with such outcome
Yet any draw back or reversal was welcome
I shall wait for no outside aid
So much was put before me or said
I disregarded the advice and depended own
I believed in principles and accordingly seeds were sown
I knew that the result will come little later
I was not in hurry to settle the matter
I believed in destiny and left it to succeed
As there was no other way than to accede
God also helps to those who believe in efforts
Their ship will always land safely at ports
There won’t be any hindrance on their way
It will be smooth sailing and problems will be miles away
One must believe in self sufficiency
He should never over stretch and live on mercy
It will be unfortunate if things turn other way round
It is altogether bad move and does not seem sound
One goes up in his carrier with external support
He need not cut with loose ends or resort to
It will at long run prove useless and unproductive
It will also make him lazy and inactive
A person who believes on self reliance
Will reach on top of the ladder at once
He will have enough time to look back
And see to himself that what was actually at stake?
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The Good Ship Capitilism
The cry's of the poor rise up from the sea of oppression
And still the waves grow higher
The ship sails relentlessly on into the golden horizon
And now the sea is on fire
Wont you turn the ship around they cry
And the sharks draw near
This ship's to big to turn around
And the golden horizon would surely disappear
Ah, how great its been since we threw those
people overboard
So much more for you and I, and yours and mine
So much more for us to hoard
It was all ours anyway, those people
did nothing for what they had
Oh look, the sharks are starting to devour
Ah well thats just to bad
They should have learned to swim faster and stronger,
who do they think they were anyway
living here amongst us for nothing
without even as much as paying there way
Everything we have on this boat is ours
we didn't go to all that trouble just to give it away
Those who are left, if they work even harder
Its just possible we might let them stay
It has been reported to us that we
don't have as much as we might
What! post a lookout immediately
and see if those overboard are still in sight
Captain, they've been sighted
but are caught in a storm
Yes yes yes never mind all that, man the boats
where else are we going to get even more from
Ahoy there you poor and afflicted ones
would you like to come into our boats
Come on, give it all up, don't hold back
yes we will even take your coats
And the ship sailed on and the small boats screamed
Oh my God, don't leave us here in the sea
The afflicted ones will overcome us
And in the sea WE will be
Be quiet, do you think you could stay on this ship
and sail on forever free.
This ship's not about you or yours
This ship's about ME, ME, ME!
Sign on today for the good ship Capitalism
Get your tickets from Romney and Paul Ryan
But if you become sick there'll be no room for you
We throw overboard the sick and the dying
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Path Of Mirrors
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
Their eyes are lost, their faces fixed like stone
They walk behind the mirrors and here they shall stay
You walk with other souls liveng, breathing, yet for them they are alone
You walk through the hall way down the path of glass
You watch as they walk on into eternity, into the dark
They walk there behind the glass,
People around you going through leaving their mark.
They walk past your reflection as if you never saw
They walk through time as if time weren’t there
They know you would never aproach them
They know you would never dare.
They walk through the glass and look straight ahead,
They know nothing lies ahead, yet they know they can not turn back,
So they walk into nothing instead,
Passing you so all you see is their back.
You pause infront of the glass looking looking past,
You know that you shall not join them you know it is not your fate
You think about the footsteps you take, wondering which shall be your last,
You walk on again only thinking of their fate
Their faces emotionless the souls so cold,
You think of how you own skin feels, so warm,
You watch as the move like action figures made from a mold,
All the same, all waiting out the storm
The storm of life, the storm of death,
You walk along side them as they walk past everyone,
They watch ahead never turning, never looking above,
They turn to noone.
You walk along beside them as they take no notice to lifes dance,
They only walk past, walk through the mirrors of fate,
Kepping one great stance,
You watch people finding their fate.
Their faces so still, alone in the world, without hope
You watch them walk on, you watch them pass
You see their unmoving faces, as they walk up the endless slope
They walk along, behind the glass.
You turn to watch as their souls move on,
You reach out your hand to touch the glass,
Only to feel the glass is gone,
You watch as your hand passes through the glass.
As you hand melts through one by one the spirits turn,
One takes your hand and pulls your arm through,
More spirits feel your presence and more turn,
They watch as you melt through.
You watch your world leave as you leave it,
You have found you fate and not you are here along with them,
They walk on as you pull your body through, leaving behind the sweater of life you knit,
You have come and joined them.
You look back at the mirror to look at your face,
And you see your eyes becoming lost,
As you enter their race,
The race that shall never end, the race through eternity, for now you are lost
You skin feels so cold you face feels so hard,
You walk with them, as one
As you emotions turn hard,
In true time you are done.
You walk with them, walk alone
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
As everything becomes an endless drone,
For now you are here to stay.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Self Is Grand Mother Of All!
Knowledge is mother of fear,
minion of mother,
Understands what is fear,
Knowledge of pain,
Knowledge of failure,
knowledge of action and reaction
and when grown up,
becomes minion of fears!
Soul in the growing body,
knowledge becomes mother of fear,
May be pain of a fall,
Or a bite of ants or wasps,
knowledge of things around us is mother of fear!
Knowledge of own capabilities and inabilities,
Knowledge of bondage and faults,
Old age and death,
knowledge of pain
strain,
failure or insult,
knowledge of fall is mother of all fears!
Body, mind and intelligence,
When glows with knowledge of world,
Every thought and action,
Orbits around unknown fear,
Spinning or rotating around axis of fear,
its cute pet name is carefullness!
Paradoxically,
Fear is mother of all Knowledge,
Fear of fall,
Makes one carefull on walk,
Fear of consequences,
Makes one to think right,
act right or walk straight,
Fear is mother of all Knowledge,
Takes one above the plane,
or takes one to man of knowledge,
Make one polite and flexible,
fear of death makes one to think of eternal,
Fear of law, may be law of land,
Law of divine or law of nature is mother of knowledge,
Everyone is comes with lesson,
Either to teach or to learn,
Every fear of consequences is mother of all Knowledge divine!
Fear of flaws of own,
or flaws in human laws is mother of all Knowledge!
The best teacher never preach,
But teach to clean the knowledge that is mother of fear,
Tears off the veil of fears,
Lit the lamp of knowledge of fearlessness,
light the dark corners,
Fear of sin or reasons for the fall,
Replaced by knowledge of courage,
Expert is that captain of ship,
Drive to safe still water,
Anchore safe,
the ship swinging in storm of fear
Is safely anchored in knowledge free of fears!
Or fills with knowledge of fearless Self,
can pierce the balloon of fear,
Make one
Work well, live well and behave well!
And fear becomes a trait,
Knowledge is mother of fear,
Knowledge of old age,
Weakness of old age,
Or may be of body and mind at growing stage!
Experience of adverse
gives rise to knowledge that is mother of fears!
But experience of love and compassion,
Fear of fall is good companion,
Teaches discipline and restraint
Make one daring and caring,
Someday one will understand the paradox,
'Knowledge is mother of fears,
Fear is mother of all knowledge,
God is father, and Self is Grand mother of all! ! !
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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A thought for self
How one can evaluate one’s self?
How pearl can be valued if put all the time in shelf?
It has to be put to test for assessment
It must meet favorable or adverse comment
It is how one get prominence
There is necessity hence
It has got bearing on our movement
One should feel very proud at the right moment
You can assert your self with authority
There must be clear move with clarity
It is not mechanical life that has to be pursued
We must judge the events that are ensued
One can go to any extent for the realization
There is no end to it or saturation
It can be over stretched to its limit
No one will ever give clean chit
Go and plan your action in constructive way
You may succeed and have positive say
What else you need to over come the drawbacks?
Shape the destiny even if you have to impose or crack
I am early riser with sun’s entry
All actions to follow with mind almost free
I try to remain as close as possible
With HIS blessings I remain stable
My day starts with HIS prayer,
Dark sides close their reign and open bright layer,
Birds fly in the sky and come on the roof top
It is their daily routine which continues non-stop,
Mild Sun rays fall on closed eyes and face
Struggle and thoughts and ready for race
Ground is ready and prepare for embrace
So the human beings too run from place to place
Their main concern to stay long on the scene
Continuous efforts are on and can be easily seen
It is for the survival and not to be lost
It has to be attained at any cost
I am not the different person from them
Every joyous moment please me and overwhelm
I shall be there to face the moment
Watch every steps with single movement
Day may have it’s up and down
Not so worried if people frown
I will have to wait till seeds are sown
To surface on scene as fully grown
Day may end with success or failure,
I may have full satisfaction and that is for sure
When I lay on bed with days thoughts
I may seriously assess about the battles fought
There is no room for deviation from course
It has to be met with success of course
What can prevent us from going ahead
If we plan properly and peacefully lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fortunes Faded
They say at chess you've got to kill the queen
And then you've made it
Do you?
A funny thing, a king that gets himself
Assassinated
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
You took the town by storm
Now the mess you made is nominated
Do you?
Now put away your welcome,
Soon you'll find you've overstayed it
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of my
Crime this time, my fortune faded
To medicate this state of mind,
You'll find is overrated
Do you?
You saw it all come down and now
Its time to imitate it
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Crime this time, my fortune faded
Come on God, do I seem bulletproof?
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Crime this time, my fortune faded
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Crime this time, my fortune faded
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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