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A you take care

You take care” some kind words from her mouth
Lady belonged to far off place from the direction of south
She was in rage and wanted the friendship to end
It was totally unacceptable for me to forgo her as friend

We were together for quite number of years
Her sweet voice created melody in my ears
I always wanted her voice to be heard in morning
She exactly did the same with the start of day and in and evening

Very nice and durable relation one can always be prod off
I used o forget the shots while playing the gold
Her face used to emerge whenever I had little time to relax
Her innocence ruled on me and there was no angle from point of sex

She may interrupt and correct me in every walk
She may remind me to do more with less talk
Her accurate pin pointing led me to be dependant
I used to behave very normal and forgot to be an adamant

It was her style of mixing with strangers
She was used to have beatings with angers
She did it with all innocence in the mind
You can have no parallel for such things to find

I could believe my ears with her remark
Was she on her way out or going to embark?
On a new mission with my complete exclusion
Or was there any new entry from others as intrusion

It was neither a joke nor simple talk
She had decided to exit with simple walk
I was unable to decide what could be her next step?
Was it her natural out burst which had come in the form of slap?

Whatever may be the case it was her desire
To part with ways without indulging in satire
She always appreciated my work and admired
How could I tell her that she was very much required?

It may be intolerable and terrible for her to remain
In past also she had never thought of any loss or gain
She had only one aim to be with me as good companion
How come then set back took place for our union?

It may be with heavy heart that she might have taken the decision
I have no slight doubt about her logic with so much precision
I shall have to respect her wishes and ask nothing in return
May be possible she may change her decision in turn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A way apart

The ways are wide apart
Though we are inseparable part
We bonded together to spend life with pleasure
We both took enough care to make it sure

I always used to look at your charming face
The whole day we used to be away without any trace
I had to rush home by making race
I never wanted to late in any case

You lay very near in the bed
The rumors were already fed
You avoided al the time to talk
I found it very hard to walk

I missed your softly whisper
It used to match without drummer
It contained humorous melody
You were such a nice and romantic lady

We were meant to be for each other
The burden was to shared for not to bother
It created gulf and road lay wide open
It took dramatic turn all of sudden

The thick fog darkened the air
Her face was gloom with dark hair
I thought about widened rift
It was strained relation with complete shift

She used to offer very good smile
Complete arm around with jokes for while
They were real shining days to enjoy
Now I looked sad with no mood for joy

It is always bad to live like stranger
You should avoid unpleasant words in anger
It may add fuel to fire and worsen the situation
You should stop once for all its continuation

The best way is to talk freely
Spend the time merrily
No need to go for even slight discomfort
Maintain healthy relation with good rapport

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A hard way

Listen to what others say
Choose the path in easy way
Try to balance and take the decision
It may almost be near to precision

People may lend to your advice
It may give credence to your promise
Each and every move may speak of your wisdom
It may prove fruitful and you will have full freedom

Today or present will never come back
You will have to take tough decision and be on track
It should be never be seen as slackness on your part
People may resort to anything to do away or out smart

It is great challenge that you may face
Sometimes it may be feared that you are out of race
You will be wiped out and no one may find any trace
You go out for any eventuality and try to brace

You can’t read everybody’s mind
It is very difficult to understand and find
They may be cruel but apparently look very kind
We may get afraid and their memories may constantly remind

Your action must look affirmative and positive
No attachment to friends or near relatives
You got to show some strength and be active
Hold it till last even after remaining submissive

The piece of mind may give some leverage
It doesn’t required any maturity of age
You must out of the old stigma and act
No immediate action on set back or to react

This is how matter moves with slow space
Things move in your favor case by case
It shows urgency of the matter and presence of mind
The positive result is always there to find

We may get different sets of advice
There should always be an element of surprise
It will make in road in to an unknown area
Your voice will definitely be heard with strong plea

It gives boost an immense boost to your present credentials
There may be sometimes lukewarm response or denials
It has to prove ultimately at the end of the day
The passage will be smooth and find its way

It is always give and take and two way traffic
Its impact will be decisive and terrific
There is simple reason and lies no logic
We can call it fundamental or simple basic

Let it find its own way of dealing
Medicine is the only way for healing
Good behavior can only be the yardstick
There can’t work any joke or gimmick

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Simple Kind Of Life

For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didnt work out, Im covered in shells
And all I wanted was a simple thing
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Im so ashamed, Ive been so mean
I dont know how it got to this point
Ooh I always was the one with all the love
But you came along, Im hunting you down
Like a sick domestic abuser lookin for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
Oh if we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?
I always thought Id be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like youd be a good dad
Now all the simple things are simply too complicated for my life
Howd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life

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A lone home

I could think of no more isolation
particularly when it is dealing with relation
It is dangerous to think and spend
the precious time without wife and friend

So many friends may be facing such scene
uncertainty is feared and clearly seen
some unknown fear grips the mind
nothing seems reasonable and kind

The day can be spent with busy schedule
it is passing reasonably with the tune
it does not cause any type of worry
you have no regret or reason to feel sorry

Even few minutes gap creates uneasy moments
the mind is preoccupied with some movements
it is unable to decide what the real cause?
you heave a sigh of relief when observe a pause

The home had been made a hunting ground
No reasonableness was seen or found
She was in such a raging mood
no fine taste was experienced by me in food

She had preferred to stay at home
her decision was final and welcome
she had no other ideas to implement
she stood for the bonds to cement

It was her choice and I had to respect
she did it perfectly with improved act
I had no reason to doubt her decision
it was taken with precision

She may want full attention on my entry
she preferred me to be on guard as sentry
I was all for her comfort and happiness
in fact she was badly ridden with loneliness

I could grasp it very late
she took the decision in haste
she was no more for full time to serve
She was intellegent enough to deserve

She did not take my advice lightly
her decision was to be accepted rightly
it required some careful consideration
I had no hitch to accept it with reservation

I could guess later on why she was startled?
how her mind ran differently and misled?
She had all the qualities to excel
to confine at home was not at all going well

She proposed me to concur to her wish
I wanted it quietly to end and finish
I did not reject out right or tried to forbid
but I begged for little more time to concede

She was in no mood to tolerate delay
she wanted immediate answer for her way
I was bit puzzled and taken a back
my suggestion was simple and very frank

The deserted look at home proved worst fears
she was not to be seen or found anywhere near
she had left behind kind note with 'hello'
I leave it to your wisdom to allow

I could not sleep without her
she used to be almost there
she used to respond to my long breath
she always consented and agreed with

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Judge me correct

Forget me for ever if you can"
You are great poet but not a gentleman
He is loved one and you are dear
I shall not allow you to come near

I was taken back for a while
I tried to search meaning in her smile
Her eyes reflected nothing special
Was it acceptance or pure denial?

I left it to her decision
She might have uttered it with precision
So corrective and assertive approach
I thought she may be right as such

Did you ever see sad trees?
Provide shed but never free
Offer fruits but stones in return
Was it waiting same for me in turn?

We talk about raining clouds
Thunderstorm with bang and sound
Can it not be a pain from burst?
To quench the earth from thrust

You always stood by me and praised
Level too high to be appreciated and raised
Was I worth her expectation?
A million dollar question for relation

I must float alone on sea waves
See the rising waves and dare
Leave it to fate and decide now
What she can be and treat to how?

No one must judge me correct
I shall weave events in simple fact
May be I am called selfish and arrogant
But it is difficult to live by in present

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, Son

Oh, son where were you all these years!
I wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours
In this lovely world I missed you for long time
You were not even asking me in prayer times

What has happened to you?
You were obedient, honest and true
What made you to be of forgetful nature?
You schooling, education and everything was made very much sure

You used to come and weep by my bed side
I could feel the tears dropp and the words you wanted to confide
I was helpless my dear son when you were just a kid
I was moved by your presence and it spun my head

I left this beautiful land on fateful day
I knew you were dragged and taken away
Your crying words still echo ears
I could understand your pain and fears

Years after years have turned into decades
My memory is now completely faded
You were not to find single second for mother
What was reason for all these years to bother?

I heard little fainted voice from distance
I loved some words closely for instance
You were asking for few minutes to talk
How can I afford to neglect you and walk away?

For all these years you might have been busy with your family?
May be facing tough life for scaling ladder not available readily
Yet it speaks of ignorance and ungratefulness on your part?
The life might have brought you glory but what a bad end with good start

Now you have found the little time
That too after retirement when no one hears you sometimes
It speaks of little childish attitude
But all my feelings for you do not dilute

For all these years you did not care
To see agony on my face and bothered
Mothers are still mothers and shall remain unique
Forget everything even if lately offered kick

I have no words to offer
As not many people may differ
Speak in different tone and not side
But I am always with you whenever you face danger and collide

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Harsh Decision

How difficult is it to take harsh decision?
It may not be in totality with precision
Yet it is inevitable and must be taken
The words did hurt me more when they were spoken

I love peace and behave as normal man
Same way it may be with caring woman
Sometimes things go out of control and slip away
Make rupture in relation and find no way

It just child like behavior with acts
They may not be ware of the simple facts
Whether in drunken state or in routine way
It compels person to keep distance and stay away

Nights are very cool and only answer
All complaints vanish in seconds and rain shower
What makes them to forget complete bitterness?
Bring all the happiness and shine on the face

It is nice tool to serve the mankind
Some scuffle or downward trend no one may mind
They must try sincerely for the reasonable way out
Otherwise there won’t be anything to talk about

First and foremost thing is to break the impasse
The beauty lies in its worthwhile fairness as class
How come you go with innocent face to compromise?
Forget about adamant stand and start with fresh promises

Life can be made full of love with happy journey
Such things can’t be had with the help of money
You may feel it great when receive warm welcome
Wife is at the door and waiting for arrival at home

It is royal stay in each other’s embrace
Poor and rich enjoy with same shine on face
Nothing to loose but everything to gain
Joy and happiness all over without any pain

Life can be made or look like calm ocean
It is our duty to keep it blue and clean
Little movement underneath belt may aggravate
The vehicle may certainly crash at the gate

I may sleep today with eyes open
Give a second chance to reopen
Old relation with strong resolve
Stay together and fully involve

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miss ', I Really Miss

I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song

I am so much influenced by lady smile
She has entered in life just before while’
Life seems to be so interesting and fine
I want to dance on floor with glass of wine

Miss, you can’t be so rude
For a word you have made prelude,
All warmth and affection you have included
Hate and distance you have excluded

I never expected you to cast
All doubts but trust should not last
You were the first to realize it fast
Reality known but never wore any kind of mast,

Your innocence and name is kind to infuse
Kind words for me but not meant to confuse
Time was for decision but you never refused
Always stood at right point and crisis defused

Even amidst delicate moments
You did not offer a word or comments
You were hurt most but you used simple word,
Is it blessings to you or gift from Lord?

I loved you most as your dearest friend
Still you didn’t put any word at the end,
Kept me at dark or asked or any excuse
Used otherwise it as pretext, denied or refused

'Miss' I miss you but you don’t miss,
Did not expect from you kind hug or simple kiss
Not even kind gesture or more of any show
Still I miss you and never beat eye brow

Will this uncertainty remain or go?
Life will be full of remorse but still I would forgo
Is there any restriction from your side or embargo?
You bear always “no entry” smile with logo

You called on me for good luck and best wishes
I remained dead as no water was available for fish,
May be it is very hard to swallow for some reasons
Why then there should be draught without any season?

I was quick to grasp situation,
Avoided unwarranted efforts for persuasion,
Shock was sudden and heavy but came very late,
I did accept it with grace and as part of fate

She didn’t become mine for some reasons
I waited simply for spring season
She too eagerly longed for strong bond
As I was inclined and very fond

She had everything to loose
But she had no option to choose
Why did she take extreme step?
She always used to call me as sweet babe

It may be her way of thinking
It left me high and dry with blinking
What should I call her sacrifice?
A step of dedication or break of promises?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As I wish

How can I wish you sweet dreams when I get no sleep?
Sleepless nights make me nervous and compel to weep
All great hopes are in tact with me and I shall always keep
I shall try to reach you even if path is dangerous and steep

I wished to stay as near as possible
It couldn’t materialize as I was unable
With all my resources to reach
It was still worth try for search

I am all for divine love and union
I need you as my true companion
I know you can well come of the expectation
Impossibility is ruled out and is out of question

You may opt for me at an appropriate time
You had told me that it was your concern and interest prime
You had shown tremendous courage and will
I shall stand by you and make you to feel

Our relation is solidly bases on trust
For any good foundation it is necessarily and must
Even iron gets corroded and junked with rust
We must take enough care and insist

I have said n umber of times that you are so dear
You may be living very far but I feel you are so near
My ears are longing to hear your sweet voice
I must go for it at dead night when there is no noise

It may afford me a chance to feel every pulse
I am not aware of any love game or rules
It is my wish and desire to know you better
It remains for me question of life and death for that matter

You have to feel secure and nothing to fear
Rest all you leave it for me to bear
You extend only helping hand in case of need
I can smell the flower and eyes are nicely read

when you have decided to repose complete trust
I have no reason to go for any mistrust
I should go along as it is desired
The love is going to be permanent and not hire

Stars may twinkle for short period and disappear
Moon with all her patches may try to appear
They may have no bearing on my thinking
I shall stay firm without any shrinking

I may prove to be very straight as you wanted
We have desired that it should be firmly bonded
I have to act fast, , take decision and decide
No time is left out to consult and confide

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish a person

Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord

Bitterness may go in seconds
You need not go and find the words
It has its own magical spell
Everything may turn into good or well

You just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
It will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect

What do we loose if we say simple “hello”
It is mere invitation or extension to allow
forget the bad things and simple things to follow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low

Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello”

it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge

What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
We should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I never change

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Parted

Farewell to one now silenced quite,
Sent out of hearing, out of sight,--
My friend of friends, whom I shall miss,
He is not banished, though, for this,--
Nor he, nor sadness, nor delight.

Though I shall talk with him no more,
A low voice sounds upon the shore.
He must not watch my resting-place,
But who shall drive a mournful face
From the sad winds about my door?

I shall not hear his voice complain,
But who shall stop the patient rain?
His tears must not disturb my heart,
But who shall change the years and part
The world from any thought of pain?

Although my life is left so dim,
The morning crowns the mountain-rim;
Joy is not gone from summer skies,
Nor innocence from children's eyes,
And all of these things are part of him.

He is not banished, for the showers
Yet wake this green warm earth of ours.
How can the summer but be sweet?
I shall not have him at my feet,
And yet my feet are on the flowers.

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Broken Promises

Just another broken promise.
Your words are really cheap.
You're writing cheques with your mouth.
Your body will not keep.

They say that love is action.
Not simply just a word.
If that's the case, I've never felt.
I've only really heard.

You've said it many many times.
When push it came to shove.
I truly honestly believe.
It's only you, you love.

The times you said, the things you'd do.
But then you would forget.
You would work as hard as you wanted to.
Until you had to sweat.

Things got tough, you packed it in,
And threw it all away.
Instead of putting in effort.
You'd rather go out and play.

I tried and tried, the work I did.
Make our world a better place.
You sat right on the sidelines.
While I went and ran the race.

The same excuses “I forgot”.
I've heard it all before.
The hurt I felt and feel again.
I can't take it anymore.

You say “Don't sweat it! ”, “”It's no big deal! ”
“Be thankful for what you've got”.
But to me it is the little things,
That really mean a lot

I take your broken promises.
That fill my broken heart.
I'll tell you what they do to me.
It rips my soul apart.

Again, I bet you'll blow it off.
You'll say what you want me to hear.
You'll take the promises that you make.
Then make them disappear.

So talk your talk, I'll walk my walk.
I've done everything I can.
To keep my promise and my word.
I truly am a man.

You keep your broken promises.
I know that's what you'll do.
Your talk is cheap, your words are lies.
I know that mine are true.

I'll pack your broken promises.
I'm out the broken door.
I hope you enjoy your broken home.
I won't be broken anymore!

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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nice jokes

How to make joke out of sadness?
Cruel joke can be termed as madness
To laugh it out is simply a sign of healthy mind
Such quality is to be rarely seen and find

To cute joke at somebody’s weakness is called foolishness
Nice jokes may try to remove somebody’s loneliness
It is nice to cut joke and make others happy
He will come out of shock and get ready

What is something new in fine jokes?
What response it gets or reaction invokes?
The known friends may take it very lightly
It may take off their worries slightly

See to it that it generates no ill feeling
It must help to build confidence if willing
It just a try in right direction
It will definitely prove as good action

Some people are good at hiding the pain
They will not show it as their gain
It is indication of humble person
They may not disclose it with simple reason

Your jokes should be of innocent nature
It must help to develop the future
It may remove the misgivings of long years
It may be heard nicely by friends in their ears

It is fine always to remain in jovial mood
It serves as medicine or good nutritious food
It helps to build healthy state of mind
It may make you to feel very kind

Treat it as fine quality and heavenly sent
Prove it with normal desire for improvement
It may draw flake with adverse comment
Still it will remain as memorable moment

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I never knew

I never knew till he dropped the bomb
Day before he had taken me to beautiful tomb
Known for beautiful love story of past
It happened in my real life quick and fast

He can't be termed as coward
Yet he had no courage to look forward
Afraid of taking correct decision
His logic lacked teeth and precision

I had doubt about his wisdom
But I lacked courage and doubted seldom
I was of the firm belief with simple view
Such steps were required by only few

Boys are ready to sacrifice
May come with full of promises
But in real time ditch the love and disappear
May not respond well if called from rear

I have no regret for having association
Love is such beautiful God's incarnation
You dream about lovely life with good relation
But if no then it can push you to tough isolation

I couldn't stop tears from rushing
I hardly tried for any kind of pushing
I allowed it to come out freely
As I wanted it to go in drain happily

I shall soon recover from shock
As they may soon run out of stock
I have long way to go and resurface
With same smile and bright face

Love failure is temporary face
You can't go on making mad chasse
Past is past and must be forgotten soon
It will be useless to cry when see bright moon

I have learnt a lesson
It is difficult for person
To forget easily and adjust
Yet one must move forward and it is must

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A fine good morning

Person should be greeted with good morning
Say hello while making departure in the evening
Don’t forget to say bye with good night
It is good to follow and think it right

It is customary to say few good words
This was followed in court room of lords
It is an age old system and has continued with tradition
There is nothing new or changed as an addition

You need no particular occasion to wish
The day must end with good finish
It gets you good respect and response
People put trust in you and readily repose

Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord

Bitterness may disappear or go in seconds
You need not go here and there and find the words
It has its own magical bound or spell
Everything may turn into good and augur well

You just offer beautiful smile
Don’t wait not for reply but stay for while
It will have its own way and desirable effect
Relation may end in long spell with profound impact

What do we loose if we say simple “hello”?
It is mere invitation or extension of good wishes to allow
forget the bad things of past and simple road to follow
Great tradition may have it and teaches us to lie low

Good thoughts should emerge from heart and ready to flow
Adversary too may forget the past and try to go little slow
There won’t be emission of bad feelings and sweetness may grow
There will be warmth in reception with all niceties to flow

it may wash the dirt accumulated by centuries
happiness may be seen everywhere with disappearance of worries
There will opening of new chapter in relation
Differences if any may vanish with sincere urge

What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred may rule the scene
we should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen

It is greatest moment in life if we bury the bitterness
There should be no room for increase in differences
It has grown nicely with change in behavior
Foe may turn best friend and act as savior

Love and to be loved should guide the principle
Peace and harmony should be the words in preamble
The world needs most of the things performed with peace
The rest of mankind must lead the life at ease

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A not very far

I had no courage to ask for any change
It was assuming with some thought with your age
I dreamed of having some sort of alliance
I had really wanted dependence and reliance

You had very long association with me from childhood
We had spent happy moments in the neighborhood
It had no bearing of our future relationship
Though we were attached loosely in friendship

I never tried to know or probe your mind
You were there at stone throw’s distance to find
I never thought of making you as permanent partner
Thought it was to happen sooner or later

It remained not as illusion but distant possibility
I had not thought of its probability
It did flicker in mind on several occasions
It only helped in strengthening the relation

I had no close shave off or sweet fight
You were through friend and always right
I wished not to loose you from my sight
Same thought troubled me too in night

As I was unaware of another side
The area of perception remained very wide
We had no time to converse seriously
Even though it harped on me continuously

It did occur to me sometimes
That same may be the case all the times
Possibly she may be thinking on same lines
Though I could notice only one side shine

Some possible forecast I could make
It seemed to me it would be easy cake walk
I preferred less and less acquaintance
It assumed significance with importance

I had to wait for right moment
I could see uneasiness and some movement
She would not concentrate and look around
I was sure something new may be found

It was her turn now
I had waited for it any how
I did not know how would she come forward?
But really waited for sweet and nice words

She managed finally and came closer
It was long wait but I was not looser
She whispered in ears and ran away
I was quite amused to find the way

It rang like bell in the ears
As it was recent not bye gone years
I wanted it for long time to hear
I could not guess how much happiness I bore?

Did you say it really?
Are you aware of it fully?
I may sink and not recover
You are with me however.. I pondered over it

I shall prove its worth
As you have come forth
Stay the same as you are
We are as close as were never far

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Waited At The Door

I waited at the door steps
Watched you stepping in gently
Everybody seemed to be in hurry
But still there was no sign of worry

I breathed heavily with so much anxiety
Observed intensely as if to find some variety
Cheeks red, face charming and pretty
You were the symbol of rose and descent beauty

You happened to be chief guest
Everything was prepared for your comforts and rest
I felt as if it was real show and test
Still there was so much eagerness to find out best

She was entering with foot steps mildly placing
Simple and elegant walk with accurate placing
Delicate movement with little shyness
Eyes were bright with delight and shines

I couldn’t stop you meeting with smile
Forgot to shake hand for a while
In my own home I felt as if a stranger
Blood just rushed on face but not with anger

It was simple get together and hello meet
Little music with melody coupled with sound of feet
All with pump and show with full joy
I stayed in corner as simple shy boy

I was confided before her arrival
Show was arranges as if coming of carnival
It was not less than any happy moment
It was quite and natural for all this movement

Was this all for simple get together or exchange?
Meeting of two souls to see and arrange
how best can we be couple tomorrow?
What should be the system and how to follow?

I liked the idea and simply consented
I gave my nod and presented
after al it was nice gathering
Bride’s face to be seen with gifts offerings

It is nice to hold such gathering at one place
Great pomp and show depends on simple case
Everybody enjoys the happy outcome and relation
I was amazed to witness the colorful facilitation

I was not in position to express inner joy
She was going to be my second half and not a toy
I never thought life would change dramatically
Everything was organized systematically

She tried to look at me through her eyes
There were many yes, no and whys
I tried to convey it positively by smiling
She shook her head with face so shining

I couldn’t resist the temptation to see her in private
I wanted to convey deeply and gracefully narrate
Why don’t we join hands for simple ceremony?
I could not decide whether to address her as miss or honey

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A someone to come near

It was not leading me anywhere
I was searching it everywhere
I longed for some one to come near
And loving words in ears to hear

I shall remain as living entity
Simple and sober with poor quality
I am unable to draw the beautiful attention
Possibly I may not be worth for retention

After all hearts beat faster when some one says hello
All works pushed aside for the attention do allow
Giving gentle look with smiling face
The love game is to be won in race

I don’t know when the day will come
I shall keep the doors open and welcome
I shall wait not even for second to reply
Can any one advise me and say it is not worth try?

I am young at heart and always dream
Many good faces I try to find in team
They all come at once and fade away
I still hope it to happen in any day

Anger and frustration were true friends to remain
No useful thoughts to emerge and increasing pain
Will it come at the time of burial?
Will it be dramatic as happens in serial?

It has enough power to sustain
The relation all along to maintain
The truth is simple and plain
No regrets or comments to refrain

I shall allow it to end in reality
That is the fine and best quality
You shall term it as place like heaven
It may realize little late even

Many people like me may be dreaming in day light
It is understood they may be spending sleepless nights
Nothing may be lateralizing much to the discomforts
As they have no skill or lack the good efforts

Love has many fold dimensions
No one knows what will be right direction?
It may not wait any longer to find a place
You should there as ready person in any case

Your quest may end as happy moment
You may have then no reason to lament
There is feeling and ready consent
Bad plight is over and there is nothing to resent

Life becomes fruitless with some of the aspects
Ideal couples may always earn the respect
Whatever we may term it as deal or pact or act?
His is reality of life and open fact

The rivers water flow calm down after initial thrust
It is natural law to settle down and build the trust
The marriage is holy union of two individuals
One must take it as challenge and not as casual

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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