Able and strong survive
It is generally believed that strongest survive
Others may not get chance to thin and revive
It is universal fact and got to be acknowledged
There is vast gap and that must be bridged
Mighty have always ruled and weakest suffered
Nothing in return for them is offered
Why there is conceptual difference?
Why not we not we draw any inference?
We must try earnestly and honestly to bride the gulf
The question must pertinently be asked to nobody but to iself
Only we are in position to address the system
The root must come out strongly from the stem
Why not to adopt a system which acts as buffer,
Have we any right to say no and differ?
It may be compulsion on our part to offer resistance
We shouldn’t go for it and seek instance
This question always lead me to puzzle
Rain did not offer peace even when started to dazzle,
it continued to hunt mind and troubled always,
I sat motionless and tried to find new ways,
Why am I not powerful like sun?
Why do I always think of using the gun?
Is there no peaceful or alternate?
Where there is supposed to be all equal and no subordinates
We are all equal in His eyes
There is no short or byes
We must follow the natural dictate
There must be rightful sign to indicate
Rulers have helped influential to take over
Scene remains same but clouds still hover
No thanks in return but reward with distrustful gesture
What is in store for our bright future?
Why still remain in history all kinds of disparity?
Is there any deep sense of feeling for high morality?
Why do we face question of unsimilarity or seniority?
This is pertinent question is faced by most of majority
World will not change even after complete destruction,
Face the dishonor even after offered with useful instructions
Matter remains same even harsher than question,
Even if you try to forget and dump deep in bastion
I shall do whatever I can in my ordinary capacity
There may not be fine blend or quality
Still it may remain as worthless try
Why anybody should feel guilty or shy?
It may still remain same for many more centuries,
Distance may reduce or gulf bridged between countries
many changes may take place and come with new entries,
Rules may change but not the composition of sentences
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Kicks in return
Mighty rule here and weakest suffer,
Kicks in return when ordinary gifts offer,
Why no system which acts as buffer,
Is there no right to say right and differ?
This question always made me puzzle.
Rain did not offer peace even when dazzle,
It continued to hunt and troubled always,
I sit motionless and try to find new says,
Why I am not that powerful as sun?
Why I always think of using the gun?
Is there no peaceful alternate?
Where all are equal and no subordinate,
Rulers have gone influential have taken over,
Scene remain same but clouds still hover,
No kicks in return but distrustful eyes,
No gestures but unwelcome scene and byes,
Why still remain history and disparity?
Is there any sense or high morality?
Why do we face question of seniority?
This is question faced by most of majority
World will not change even after destruction,
Face the dishonour even after precise instruction,
Matter remains same even stiffer than question,
Even you forget and bury deep in bastion,
It may still for many more centuries,
Distance may reduce even between countries,
Many changes may come with new entries,
Rules may change but not the sentries
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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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Silent March
Love has always ruled human mind
Acted over long horizon very kind
It has provided very hard core
Only strong resolve needed to explore
We have inherited it from seasons
No one troubles anybody without reasons
If you go against nature then you are inviting the wrath
Devastation all over that is including death
To change it is to welcome and dominates the scene
Such attitude has fascinated us and always seen
After all love has been at the central core
Even poorest of poor go for it and adore
It is been seen at every level but with difference
We draw the lesson with different inference
Even animals provide clue as how to tackle life
In crisis we should remain calm and avoid use of knife
Love wins love and hate inflames hate
In no case, hate can reign supreme or relate
It has no edge over love in showing passion
Eyes speak when question of showing compassion arises
No religion has advocated preaching of violence
We should avoid any such occasion hence
Not that world can be won over with complete annihilation
Still void may not be filled and remain burning question
Why world peace has remained still a distant dream?
Why is it that we don’t even reach or it seems?
There remains some distrust and enough of confidence
We need to explore and give love with peace a chance
We have shed enough of blood on name of land and religion
Still it has remained illusion to build stable region
We are unable to worship almighty without fear
Lot more agony, misery, pain and hardship to face and bear
Let us not carry any sign of religion but bear a love torch light
Strong resolve at heart with olive branch and silent march to fight
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Slight Doubt
I couldn’t dream of hurting her modesty
Had not even slight doubt about her honesty
I was feeling good not out of pity
It was her wish to live in peace with amity
Many times she disclosed she was for relation
I was feeling high with joy and elation
I could not differentiate or make equation
To harm her or molest was out of question
Nights were cold deep and freezing
Sudden urge from within for opportunity seizing
Barren surroundings making me so dry and lonely
Thought of making her secure and homely
She may come right and straight without alarm
Recoiling like snake around chest and arm
Though not thinking of any fear or distance
Not a bad thought occurred in mind even for once
This is how she has come to rule and sway
Frustration and unhappiness may be miles away
I have new hope and bright sun shine with golden ray
I may dance to her tune with whatever she says
She occupies mind and full screen
I may not enthusiastic or very keen
It reflects on every movement
Makes me to feel great with glorious moments
She might be occupying pivotal position
My love may be ordinary or in transition
Sky may have big stars and bright moon
Ordinary star’s dream may be realized soon
I may not be able to hold her with firm grip
She may disappear. Go out of hand and slip
Well, I shall watch from distance her glory
Pray almighty not to end it with simple sorry
I may have very little offer
You may not fall for it and differ
Still I shall distantly show and remain in fray
Inviting with open arm to go away or stay
Is it not that love demands some graceful act?
We may deny it as matter of fact
Will it be proper to hide and seek?
Will it not be a sign of coward or weak?
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An imaginary conclusion
The sky and earth meet somewhere
if not at least they present the scene here
the illusory world with fake show
we think same and falsely grow
The sea too present same scene
somewhere at the distance two ends are seen
it is same scene with wrong impression
still we deny it and leave under confusion
Everybody is aware of the fact
still they pass the blame and angrily react
human tendency is such to think otherwise
where restrain is must to be looked wise
We go beyond certain limit
as long as it deems fit
the failure pushes to think differently
where as it was known and seen apparently
The human body is subjected to decay
it is unbelievable and causes dismay
We know there is no short cut or alternative way
no care is taken for enough attention to pay
We know it is difficult to catch the air
we are blinded by light and flair
it may cut across the sky
we may naturally think and question why
We have not grown with the age
It is still believed as general knowledge
parallels may look but does not meet
but we fail to recognize and feel it
It is driving us to despair
the conclusion drawn is not fair
it is mere desperation
it warrants no consideration
Some of the things do not go together
still it may baffle us and bother
we may disregard the existence even
we are blinded and extremely driven
the sky has its role to play
the land is vast and remain away
the sea also lie deep and make no noise
who else can think and raise the voice?
We come to the sense when craziness is over
we find many excuses and go for cover
it will be mere satisfaction however
the days may not be forgotten forever
The natural objects may stay as they are
there is no change even if they are very far
they function in ordinary but organized manner
we got to come in terms later or sooner
Let us pray for common good and some wisdom
the dreams may be realized seldom
it may lead you to boredom or stardom
you may have all the means and freedom
Still it is mired in illusion
it may lead to frustration
everything may emerge in form of question
We may not prove capable to find the solution
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A hard to say good bye
It is very hard to say good bye
You may loose the strength even if you try
You can’t bear the separation
To loose him or her permanently is out of question
The intimacy is developed over the number of years
It is very difficult to miss and silently bear
The ears may be deafening for sweet voice to hear
Thee whole schedule may be off the track and out of gear
Its impact on mind is really devastating
It is layer in between and keeps it insulating
The grief and sadness appear all of sudden
It may isolate you from daily routine even
How in a friction of seconds a person can be no more?
How in no time ship an run aground and not reach the shore?
Is it not the life full of uncertainties and unsecured?
Can life be taken for sure and in terms measured?
No one can answer these questions in affirmative
No one will come to your rescue and not even your relatives
It is full of mystery and bound to happen
You must brace up for any eventuality and sharpen
No activity comes to grinding halt
There may prevail lull after strong assault
The tragedy may take place but impact may be little short
You must try to forget it and cut very short
You may come across such things on number of occasions
There may be lot of casualties at the time of invasions
Whole country may be reeling under the grief
It may remain there for quite time but stay for brief
Certain things may remain forever and have lasting effect
Every year they may remind us and force us to react
We will not be in position to offer condolences or act
This is reality of life and remains as barren fact
You may try to forget and give it a go bye
You may not remember and ask any question as to why?
The things still remain in your upper mind
You may not have satisfactory answer to find
You have loved your dear ones for quite long
They might have committed right or wrong
Still they occupy position close to your heart
It may remain hardest hit fact from the start
Let us not be carried away by pure sentiments
We may feel sorry for that particular moment
We can’t stop moving with sadness at all places
We got to move on to find the smiling faces
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Where Do I Go From Here?
When you finish with something or someone
the question you ask yourself
is where do I go from here.
To some there is no easy answer,
others have a route already planned,
while others say I’ll wait until something happens
and then I’ll move along.
No matter whom you are
the question still remains whenever something ends,
where do I go from here.
There is never an easy answer
it remains up to you.
Life keeps going forward at a steady pace
and you have to make your own mind up
which way you want to go
when that question suddenly appears.
Where do I go from here?
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Do I Have Something To Eat?
you ask me if i have eaten
it did not come to your mind if i have something to eat
but i will not correct your question
it is the most common question somehow
that is being asked by the majority of
those who do not really go deeper
into the matter,
ask me now, how about the hungry children of Africa?
the children of the rebels in Syria?
where food is prohibited, where plants do not grow because of the war,
please ask me that question.
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Free Bird
I feel free bird today
I thought it required no attention to pay
Yet it was something new to me
As I always remained with tension and worry
Had I struck a jackpot?
Was I declared best on the spot?
I had no reason to feel delighted
I tried to assess but reasons were not sighted
It is good and life time chance
That can come hardly at once
One must avail it with full grace
With broad and free smile on the face
Even otherwise you can feel and remain happy
This important aspect is missed by so many
You need not find reason to be overjoyed
Every moment is precious and must be enjoyed
I tried to shed away the illusion
I wanted to have no more confusion
How can I do away with natural gift?
I needed only fine gesture with complete shift
It is one of the good and fine art
One must behave well and feel very smart
The joy and happiness is within
It is you only who can decide loss or win
Nothing may matter even if you remain in isolation
It can, in no way, build the strong relation
You can display it on face with strong revelation
The illusion as such may not pose any question
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Bitter words
Sun’s direct rays and heat in hot season
Nothing to complain about for any reason
I might have allowed it as casual feeling
Everybody knows and doesn’t expect dazzling
It may not penetrate or cause any harm
Of course it may be hot but not little warm
It is natural and may be expected more
Man will find refuge and feel it was not before
Words spoken with bitterness burn us completely
It will create impact on mind sudden and immediately
You are caught unaware with no defense to offer
Generally what is considered wise is to keep mum and suffer
It may take more time to adjust and recoup
Self assessment for sore relation and slight let up
Insult may cause breakdown with no other way
You may have set back and nothing to offer or say
We may not know what to speak in distress
Mind not at rest and seized with stress
Common sense on run and unable to assess
Hasty action may lead for immediate action to press
Bitter words may bite you slowly
May not allow you to regain immediately
You may find it hard to forget and forgive
You may offer no reaction and remain passive
It is state of mind that only speaks
Not sure of result but inviting future bleak
Damage is done with no possible gain
It is difficult to face insult and pain
Once spoken words with hatred can’t be taken back
Will spoil the relation completely with visible crack
Should not be uttered at all without any sense?
We should have room not to feel tense
Words spoken in friendly way also create tension
Relation will be at stake and in question
It may cause damage and turn it sour
Retrieve the position …………….
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A new question has arisen in modern man's mind, the question, namely, whether life is worth living... No sensible answer can be given to the question... because the question does not make any sense.
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For Ladies
I wished full moon still to grow
In its zenith with full bright glow
No where to be seen such a shining object
Only one of its kinds with cool and fascinating act
I had read about several praises
Lots of admirations with mad chase
Source of aspirations and lovers refuge
Who can say no at beautiful scene and refuse?
I had learnt lot things from this holy object
To remain cool under any circumstances or act
Nothing to loose from merely remaining quiet
Complete cyclone was to pass of peacefully and let
When ever I had chance to look back at past memory
I could still feel proud and claim it without remorse or sorry’
I had seen her image in moon and dreamed about
She almost ruled the mind and nothing else was sought
What prevented from out rightly asking her hand?
The society has always leaning towards richness or trend
I faced this dilemma but could gather the strength
We almost dreamed about life on same length
Life was to be neatly spread over years
I was not believing or refusing ears
She had made up her mind to fall in lines
As I saw it as heavenly gift or chance
Life was not that smooth or had fine sailing
But it was accepted fact with no trailing
Life was heavenly sent chance and was universal fact
We knew its deep meaning and hence had nothing to react
We had seen all seasons with bright sunshine
All were to be seen and reflected as very much divine
Who could answer for their being in our life?
Who could sincerely answer for it better than our wife?
All those years really take me back in those struggling days
Cool breeze, powerful blaze and cool moon always showed the ways
What else man can learn from this heavenly bodies?
Especially when question arise to defend ladies?
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A new start
We have to find new ways in any case
Life will be in turmoil and can’t be at ease
We got to think of new energy and release
A new wave with conceptual change please
It will take us to new height
If we throw our complete weight
Think not of wrong but always right
To win over foes without any fight
For centuries we have lived with hatred
We are not given to understand and always mislead
We have failed in between those lines to read
How can we pretend ignorance and plead?
Time is so short and we got to come out
It may lead us to annihilation and complete rout
Why do we think unnecessarily all about?
Why not strengthen the system instead to flout?
It is the heart that should feel pulse
Any bad ideas may enter but must be repulsed
No single move from our side to malign the humanity
All nice thoughts lead to the purity
It is the way you thin and profess
It is the guilt you realize and confess
Anything you feel bad but correct
Remedial action with wise act
No one moves aimlessly on earth
Every one is endowed with its worth
Nothing is permanent and likely to parish
Like bubbles in water it may vanish
The spoiled milk can’t be restored to its position
You must have fine and new composition
Every move has got its action and reaction
Nobody is here with accuracy and perfection
We have tolerated and suffered enough
We have shed enough blood and talked rough
Time has come to revive old spirit
We must learn to live with dim light
The time has come to think of new order
We can’t face another new disorder
It got to be buried underneath at depth
This only will prove our real strength
We are all sons and daughters of the same God
We have no right to make others to rot
The victory may not be sweet even if bitterly fought
It may only matter if real peace and happiness is brought
It is our sacred duty to defend
Make all the changes or mend
Make not foes but friends
Bring everything to its logical end
We will have to afresh and bury the past
If not then destiny will be over and not last
We will be completely lost in the wilderness
It shall remain only for attaining the oneness
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No to boquet
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
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Don't Garland Me
Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm
Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve
what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ
we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees
I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future
It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation
I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor
You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random
Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment
I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward
I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low
I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?
Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud
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An element of surprise
There is element of surprise
Even it is in sudden demise
Why does the sun always rise?
It can stay at home otherwise
So many things do happen or take place
They may prove disastrous even if you are not in race
You will have to deal it as fresh case
Not to loose the hope in any case
Is it not wonderful to be in this world?
All memories to be preserved and kept in fold
Why to worry about changing seasons?
It is varying from person to, person'
World may not end with our thinking
Thoughts may not stop with your sinking
You may drawn in sea or jump from sky
It will never end the question why
Try to be reasonable with simple fact
There is no use to offer resistance or to react
It may be your fate and must be accepted
Lines must be drawn choice must be opted
Future destiny makes you strong or weak
You should face the challenge and guidance to seek
You must stand alone in the lonely island
Must make it hospitable with many more friends
It may not bally your expectations
You may emerge powerful without any citation
It is your destiny and you must give shape
You should remain vigilant and never be trapped
Everything has its own time and future
It may rise and end with specific tenure
What are we thinking about future trend?
Try to adjust and make some mends
Have you ever ventured in hot sun?
Have you ever tried for shelter and run?
If not, then leave it for future option
Answer should not found before arrival of question
We get perturbed over slight setback
We don’t address it but make role back
Why do we think it as permanent tragedy?
Can we not laugh it out and make it as comedy?
Nothing comes out of despair or hope
Sometimes you may have to walk on tight rope
God has given us strength to change the direction
Go with firm determination and resolute action
Time may come when you will not look back
People will follow you for guidance and ask
It will be your finest hour to rejoice
You may be able to utter with strong voice
Wait for the day and time till it knocks your door
You must simply acknowledge and don’t try for
It has to come one day and make you smile
You may face the positive world when walk for while
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Dina
It is arrival of spring in time
I look around and wonder sometimes
How come the change is noticed?
Flowers of different colors are well received
Well it is good coincidence
I have felt its presence
It is proving love’s essence
I must believe and follow hence
How come heart starts aching?
All signals and pulses catching
Everything appeals in good context
As if I have passed the entrance test
I wish no more sadness remains
All happiness and joy it retains
Love is very much powerful to contain
Make you wet and feel so cool in rain
Lovely days are ahead
Message is clearly understood and read
It is spirit of the spring and cool breeze
I wish it to be pleasant and pass it with ease
I am in love with my spring age
Still wish to remain with it and not come out of cage
Dina has entered the scene with powerful show
I wish to be with new season and go
She is so kind at hart and brilliant
Express powerfully and assertively her intent
She meant to be decisive and very precise
I must think twice and exercise
She is made of different material
Always yes for love and never offered denial
What does she may gain from my closeness?
She has won my heart for kindness
I have shown her my fresh creations
They are serious and not meant for recreations
She has long arm to catch the sense of sentence
She may bluntly halt me without any pretence
As I said she is brilliant at debate
I wish to contribute and relate
She is not an ordinary reader or blind follower
She is from rare breed and colorful flower
She heard me for countless hours
It was right and privilege of readers
I hesitated to come clean to her
I wished the storm to pass and wither
She is very much part of my poetry
She is fairy like appearance and entry
I wish her to remain as my ideal inspiration
Let there remain no doubt or any question
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Freedom Fighters
Tucked away in the darkest cupboard of your heart
Theres a feeling you cant let out
In a way you are just a soldier of the mind
You are marching, what are you marching about?
On your mark, now get set
Get back on your feet
We aint down yet
You know we will get it
So dont you forget
That the world rolls on.
Your reward will come
Its just a question of how and when
Look around, everyone is wondering where its at
Do you wonder, or do you know?
Clap your hands! raise your voice
Some people will hide
They cant stand the noise
But were freedom fighters
And weve got no choice.
In a way you are just a soldier of the mind
But the world rolls on.
Your reward will come
And the truth will come and the change will come
Its just a question of how and when
I cant believe my eyes.
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Still A Woman
How can one feel good with gender discrimination?
When all sorts of abuses are openly advocated and thrust upon
this assumes greater degree of recognition when it is racially oriented
not a word about atrocity is said or lamented
How do I feel as woman in such matter?
Is it not the global concern or subject matter?
One can come to the conclusion and draw the inference
how many countries still suffer in its presence?
Skin color is their main enemy and source of indignation
People may want their company for sexual relation
Women are considered to be a sex symbol
Even today they have to suffer a lot and face the call
Women can't be raised to dignified level
In many countries they have done exceedingly well
Yet many countries subject them to cruelty and humiliation
They have always faced indignity with existence in question
Time and again it has been warned for their condition
Several laws are in force that causes intimidation
There is lot more yet to be done for their enlistment
Women all over world have strengthened the movement
Nature has given them weak role to play
Even thought they have functioned in peaceful way
Some of the women had to under go male domination
Yet that has not upset the existing relation
Any role for women must lead to their safety
Status and position should be given as per their capacity
We have not liberated them in real sense
Domination has still remained with its essence
How can we play decisive role for their honor?
The most important impediments are cast, creed and color
The race and religion is also not lagging behind
We got to give serious consideration and find
No doubts females can ever be equated with that of males
Yet they have succeeded in many fields and not failed
They have come out with impressive records
We can certainly think about it and look forward
World has yet to recognize their skill and grant equal status
Even though they are coming up fast in our radius
Still more is needed to be done for improving their standard
We have to look beyond and not backward
There is no denying fact that women have suffered in all the ages
We have kept them under captivity and poorly managed
We have done nothing to alleviate their sufferings
Even though they have come up of their own offering
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A belief not common
What is common in us? This question baffled me most
This had destabilizing effect and was proving fatal at tremendous cost
How was I going to settle it to lead simple and straight life?
It had sharp edge and was tearing me apart as if operated by knife
Why we had different pattern of life and almost lived poles apart
Why did we perform and prayed from different angle and still remained part?
The religion was different still prayed almighty with same zeal and looked apparent
It had same basis, spirit, contents and flow of thought with same current
Mind was occupied with single aim that is to say to attain the salvation
Nothing was different and it remained same for all to live with the situation
Everybody wanted to lead the peaceful life though the approach differed
Human race was to survive still as the inherent mechanism suffered
If God had wanted the same treatment for all, he could have given one color
Why all flowers were created different with almost fascinating fragrance and odor Customs too differ to please the God but aim one to seek blessings
it is still awesome to feel different and cause so much stressing
Race, color, skin may differ but there ma y remain pure soul
Food habits may differ but appetite may not smell foul
World may be divided into continents, regions but surface may remain same
We got to adjust to the scene and to live with the ideals and try to frame
Mother may not act different with her children
The love may flow unconditional and sudden
She may be rejoiced at children’s well being
They may one day attain high position or become kings
Land is same, atmosphere is same with day and night
Some one may interpret it wrong and someone may do it right
The atmosphere may vitiate only when they differ and start to fight
The dark clouds may descend with the disappearance of light
Still we have so many things in common
With little agony and pain, tears may roll on
The blood may come out when there is injury
The common color of blood may increase the fury
We have survived long battle and emerged as victorious
The past to be left behind by us may still be very glorious
We see the same, feel the same and breathe the same air
To fight for nothing is something called as unfair
Let us ignite the passion for humanity
Live and allow others to live with dignity
There is nothing different in the infinity
It is how you believe in fine quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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