About self
It has been horrifying tale to narrate about self
It is full of bad ad good qualities lying deep heart shelf
It may never come out to the knowledge of even close friends
Some of the things may be known when life nears to an end
It is individual who only shapes the destiny
In doing so he gets help and extension from many
Yet it remains his own struggle and brave front
Which can realize and end in reality if he wants?
“I” has no relevance if performed in isolation
If may find some place if found strong relation
It may find honorable place with some nice indication
Lots of praise and flowers for good works in felicitations
“I also mean confirmation of powerful ego
In no way it can find place and has to go
No one may tolerate any proudly person
With whatever intention or meaningful reasons
With so many ups and down
You can have something of your own
Whether it comes with your wisdom
Or can reach you seldom
Life is constant flow
You may receive applauses or blows
Yet it has to move and go forward
There is no chance to look backward
“I 'mean nothing in sense
It may make you happy or go tense
You are single entity to emerge as one
Have to think self and curse no one
So to know self is really a Herculean task
No one may come to know if you are wearing mask
It is better to shed self image for noble cause
It you can’t do it then maintain distance with pause
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Only reasons
I look only to the good qualities of men.
Not being faultless. I won't presume to probe into the faults of others…
Mahatma Gandhi
How come person feels jealous?
When he is not known or famous
Full of faults yet dreams for honor
Dreams about praise from people to be called donor
Money or wealth does not form the simple criteria?
Proper evaluation should also come from intelligentsia
People from all walks of life should praise his quality
Shower all blessings in public and pray for his nobility
People try to take lesson from his noble life
As everybody is aware about the sharp edge of knife
Life can prove even hard in absence of any possible help
What is use of treasure if that remains in deep belt or shelf?
It is always nice to pick good advises
Learn good qualities and escape possible misses
Their life becomes exemplary for masses
For which there is no need to hold the classes
One should look at good aspect
Disregard at what their real means to act
Pick whatever is good
Adopt their thoughts as food
Such were his noble thoughts
It is brave to admit own faults
Great people never cared to be called bad person
As their life was life open card and has several reasons
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A blatant lie
He lied to me on every occasion
I had all the reservations but no confusion
He was do close to me and very good friend
I saw good opportunity to change him at the end
How can you deceive a person?
Why do you act contrary without any reason?
Why all people stick to the norms including seasons?
Do the parents keep different attitude to their daughter and son?
Such things don’t exist but still it prevails
We can notice it in language when receive the mails
They speak of different tone
The relation go in vane and simply undone
It has nothing to do with blood relation
It is mere extension or facilitation
Its pulse is felt from within
It may come in purest form and pour in
We shut our eyes when realize the gravity
We may soon find out its utility
It may not find favor for its continuity
There develops cracks in unity
It may impair the relation and develop some thaw
You may be compelled to compromise or forgo
You may hesitate for a moment to withdraw
There is nothing left now for anything to draw
You are likely to loose your peace of mind
He might have been thorough out the period very kind
It was unparallel and was never to be found again
The trust once lost can’t be earned or regained
It pinches heart and some grief is felt
The anger may take over and not melt
You may not like it to open again and again
All your attempts may be to take caution and refrain
It may compel you to make some mends
You may cautiously move with some amends
It has done enough damage beyond control
You may certainly feel bad and short of goal
It crates deep scar and impact
The heart is filled with grief in fact
You may not find the way to react
You got to make it good by enough tact
Many of your close relatives may be lying
They may have different version at the time of dieing
It has to be taken on face value and understand
If you can do this then you will find favorable stand
Even your enemy may not stab you from the back
He may be your sworn enemy but not attack
It has to be taken as reality and experience at all the stages
Even your friends may some time surprise you in your age
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To remain close
It is not essential for person to remain closer
This has remained puzzle and direct poser
You may not know a person even if with proximity
It will be your great wisdom and sheer ability
What you try to know of a person?
It will be linked to various reasons
If you have love and affection
You will be very watchful in your action
You have definite angle in mind
You may not try for any other angle to find
You have little anxiety about person’s character
You have fixed all your attention on one factor
I was such person who has not claimed closeness
Yet find his company so enterprising with firmness
He is there at any time with you to take side
There is apparently no link to enlarge or wide
It may give immense love and protection
If you are always ready for action
This will prove you self to be good friend
But will not close the link with abrupt end
This is what generally happens in sweet relation
When more than two people have same indication
It is difficult to go close and maintain liaison
Even though you have right and every reason
If you can watch it from distance
You must show courage and presence
It will prove at right time and place
As you have withdrawn from active race
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A total deception
It may be total deception
If that is the idea since inception
We are fooling the self without looking around
The idea is rotten and doesn’t look sound
It is totally dark and thought in isolation
No amount of work may improve with quotation
It lacks reality and has no relation
Your action is always in question
Your credentials are in doubt
You can not make any debut
You are watched and talked about
This may certainly take you to fall out
You may be quoted as shining example
You know how far it is true and commendable
It is falsely shrouded with different colors
In fact you have proved yourself as beggar and not donor
You have established yourself as fake chieftains
It has nothing but only lies to contain
Still you manage the scene and remain
You think of self and that is how you maintain
Still there may something good about me in person
I come across with lots of persons
The motive is obvious and can be with many reasons
As I have mastered the art to change in every seasons
This analytical study only I know
I have all reasons to fit in and grow
If I don’t then I loose my reputation
My identity as good person is totally in question
The individual must have dual personality
In present age that is the only fine quality
No one simply follows you as disciples
If you don’t compromise the principles
There is no point in arguing for self
It is like secrets hidden in shelf
It may find the day if not concealed
It will be boomeranged only if revealed
So it may be good not to speak
Go on as usual even if you are weak
You got to present your self as very nice
Stick to word and fulfill the promise
It may have lasting effect
If you can put into action and act
People may realize it late and strongly react
Still it may always remain as fact
You may have many good qualities as well
It may reflect on your work and definitely tell
The efforts made by you in right direction
That is only thing spoken about your good action
It is common for the conscience among all
We are shadowed by inner conflict and different call
We may be compelled to act contrary to what is right
Life still goes on and we continue to survive and fight
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The sky and stars
The sky is studded with bright stars
Though with little shine but very far
Beyond my imagination and reach
I still go for it and try as such
I find teenagers on line
All beautifully dressed and looking fine
Red cheeks and face with beautiful shine
May not refuse if you politely invite to dine
They may have compelling reasons
It is possible the change might have been caused by seasons
There is boom in garden and flowers smile
All in different colors and zoom in air for while
One such flower appealed me a lot
She was not favorite or but preferred somewhat
It was different from others with lots of appeal
I went very close and urge to pick could not repeal
It presented a very wide smile
I had dread of such a flower for a while
Even though I was aging very fast
An urge from within could not die or last
“How nice, a beautiful presentation but can’t be mine”
I was slipping in sweet memory but got afraid of famine
Will this beauty may die soon or taken away?
Is there no other option open in my way?
There were whispering notes from near by
Flowers of different colors were showing their hands with bye
I was struck there with lots of confusion
I was overpowered with zeal and infusion
I must have at least one to accompany in life
I shall give the beautiful name as wife
Not all flowers are to be seen later on
As nice one has been picked to follow on
The whole garden seemed to me like universe
Heard all applauses for good work and no curse
I had some apprehensions in mind for selfish approach
I found nothing in particular as such
As I said all members are in their teens
Some may be hardly fifteens or sixteen
All out to find their match and very keen
To see the out side world on colorful screen
I offered my love to such beautiful queen
I presumed she was for quite long or even longer may have been
I do not know what had happened to her in between?
But she was desperate even though remained unseen
I thought for a while and decided not to fall
Such relation may be untimely and invite great fall
It would be advisable to go for matured relation
It may be healthy and more over good indication
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A barren way
You did lot of survey
Found nothing to your dismay
It was brazen and barren way
How you could enjoy and have any say?
Flowers have their own way to grow
Open up in time with color to show
Fill in the air with fragrance and flow
I am determined not to spoil them and have taken vow
It is nature’s law to allow timely season
Spring may not come early without any reason
It may also vary from person to person
It is only love that comes from father to son
We may go in for beautiful scene
We may come across many things which are never seen
We may wish to develop strong bond and are very keen
This is correct approach and it has always been
Do nothing which spoils the core
Take the lead for ships to anchor
It is wise steps to search for means
Trust the people and find the friends
Go all out and explore then avenues
It may add to income and revenues
The fortune may try to smile
If you seize it and go for while
Let others may block your way and stall your move
They may unseat you and try to remove
Your Endeavour must be to stay on and fight
It must find its way in this context to go right
There may develop little snag or hitch
You may not be able to carve out way or reach
Still it may not remain as forgone conclusion
It has to find its way for its inclusion
Let river find hr carved path to flow freely
Meet the bank and pass of merrily
The trees may bend with joy and acknowledge
What a happy union without developing any wedge?
Life has to move on without developing any relation cracks
We must trust and offer support and if necessary to back
This may prove to be a healthy move with some noble aim
You may then be in position to advocate and claim
If we go after it and burn from within
The chance for success may recede and look very thin
It has to have its fair try and must meet with success
It may then be called very good beginning with shining phase
Life my turn hostile and prove very hard
It is our duty to attempt for good and look forward
No one can come to your rescue if you lack support
You may always fail in attempts and fell short
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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
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A place called hell
Some one reminded me of a place called hell
Lonely place where every one is doing well
All let loose strange stories around
No basis whatsoever or any images are found
No one may argue in favor of a hell
Generally all may not favor it at all
In their opinion they all did well to be in heaven
Though they have no faint idea even
They have done nothing to find place in this place
They did all whatever they could do to malign the race
At final time they decided to donate some tip of wealth
They knew it well at end of the game with deterioration in health
Some one may go even further to advocate
In the memory of parents some good steps they will indicate
Raising of temple or some orphanage in their name
At least this will save them for some shame
They have all praise for departed soul
The soul had lived noble life with no mistakes or foul
The God only knew how noble and honest he was?
The end was imminent but this was only pause
The heaven has many exits and inlets
Only innocent and nobles are let
Rest all sent to very nice place called hell
There they will spend their life very well
So if some one is referring heaven we should take it for hell
All horrified stories are known to all but now no need to tell
Human ears are not used to hear unpleasant remarks
Though they praise dear ones with full marks
How the hell can be different from atmosphere?
Why the people get afraid with so much fear?
When it is known that only nice people with have entry?
Rest all will be waiting in sun without shed of the tree
Well it is generally accepted that there is another world
Where there is no foe or friend or hot and cold
Everything is same and no difficulty at all
Still untruth may block it like wall
I fearlessly taught and advocated about good or bad
There is nothing to be felt as pain, agony or remain sad
The end may be peaceful and all set to depart
There may be found two gates painted with art
It will remind us of our past
The life might have been over very fast
It was now turn to pack up and say good bye
Even though we had lived happily with very good try
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A good choice
I I wished her to remain with me for long
I miscalculated and proved wrong
She was not the right choice
I am suffocated with choked voice
The leaves cling to branches
Though they are closer by inches
They have created the position and place
As of now they present strong face
All natural objects are ruled by law
We do not find any lacuna or flaw
They loose the identity with loss of ground
When tree finds hostile environment around
We have inherited treachery and deception
That is oour blood from the inception
It differs in the mattter of adoption
Though we have many ways and options
She was free bird and preferred freedom
The females go for it but seldom
If there is no trust and equall opportuity
There may not be any use for its oontinuity
The idea itself was ill conceived
She had different ideas and not well received
She may boost sometimes of her beauty
I may feel so bad and take it as pity
The dream remained for brief
The illusion too came fast with some relief
I wished her bright future and parted
I was happy with life and quietly started
There is definite message for lovely couples
They got to believe in life to be very simple
It does not take you anywhere in isolation
You got to maintain good and healthy relation
I can certainly forgo certain things
If I find no relevance in something
It has to endure for good times to come
The presence of partner is always welcome
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Somebody To Love You
You need a job so you can make some money
You need a nice warm place to stay
A sense of humor cause life is funny
A big stick to keep the wolf away
You need a car with good tires on it
The right place to eat barbecue
A heavy duty set of jumper cables
And no holes in you walkin? shoes
The main thing youre gonna find you need
Is a fertile place to plant your seed, boy
(chorus)
You got to find somebody to love you
Someone to be there for you night and day
Someone to share it with and be part of you
Love aint no good til you give it away
You got to give it away
I recommend you get some life insurance and be prepared to dial 911
Pay close attention to your high blood pressure
And stay away from the man with the gun
You need a reason to get up in the mornin? br> make sure your clock has got a snooze control
Be sure you got a place to run for cover
cause overnight things can sure get cold
Youre gonna find that sooner or later
You need a common denominator
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Does not exist
Neither it does exit in book
Nor can be found in any best look
Yet that existed in real sense
It was not meant to be seen across fence
It was beautiful garden
Comprised of flowers and keen visitors even
Roses smiled across and spread fragrance
I was fascinated by them at once
It is by chance or an occasion
Unique and only one to be called relation
Standing alone in isolation worth to be noted
Yet that existed and she found me to be floated
I used to have nice feeling
Almost from inner depth and willing
As mark of true gesture for her stand
When I knew nothing but tried to understand
Poetry was not my subject
But I tried to be in lime line with facts
She was first to take me to out side world
A new scene with vast horizon and fold
She has seen turbulent period and has learnt a lot
Many battles are fought over and lost
Yet that bitterness remains a bit in mind
But strong wind has thrown it away for new place to find
Today she has found new path and a journey
To go on with blessing from almighty
I wish her all the best in new opening
Many things in life just assume shape and start happening
I shall remain away as she too will be occupied
Lot many things are to be settled and tried
Life is full of challenge and needs an attention
I shall wish her all the best once again with true mention
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A life is mission
Life is supposed to be like open page
Any one can visit and read without any rage
You may have disliking for person and hate
It is all coming when he is no more and you are late
We may not know about a person
We may also criticize him without any reason
He may have nothing to do with us at all
Still we term him as liar and call
You can’t please each and every one
It is not possible to neglect everyone
You will have to cooperate and mix with them
They may have then no chance for you to frame
They may inflict heavy wounds
It may not please us but looks very sound
You can’t find end as earth is round
This is real truth and must be found
We write our own history
Even though we might have lived in misery
We pay respect even to our adversary
There is no use to follow it unnecessary
Life can be made as transparent as possible
We must realize it and make admissible
Nothing can go against us as it is fact
We must fall in line and don’t react
Life may move on endlessly and not cease
We should live it peacefully and remain at ease
It must be faced bravely with all its implications
There may still be fall out with indication
We can write on sand soon to be swept away
Nothing will remain as it will give away the way
Sand storm may try to reach the sky
You imagine the consequences and don’t ask why
Sand may shape in form of rising demon
Assume different shapes to omit the venom
It may try to catch but succeed seldom
Such occurrences are rare and random
A person can rise from the grave and question
All his Good work may not have found any mention
It may still be sworn on his good name
Flowers and bouquets to adore the fame
Life time work may help not all but few
Cool breeze may disappear along with dews
New life with good mission may take place
Life will become busy with another good race
People may take birth and vanish
They may depart without its finish
Still there may be wider scope for its realization
This is how there may be emergence of good civilization
Work may go on and speak of volumes
Body may be cremated or soil may consume
We should remain positive and role must be assumed
Time should be saved and not consumed
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Madame Tosad
Little thought crept in mind to crave a good name,
Some one suggested Tosad by name so contact Madame,
Had all the information on table and search begun,
Found it interesting and amusing but full of fun,
Criteria are laid down and place for only celebrities,
Should have high position with all noble qualities,
World should have known or taken note of contribution,
Was not merely a show by simple way of contribution?
It was proving difficult as mind raced,
So many questions raised and faced,
Desire was strong and had surfaced,
Mentally strong and self to be braced,
When compared the noble conditions,
Did not find with comfortable position,
Apart from having clean track record,
One should be in position to afford,
I had plenty but earned through disrepute,
Had never offered single rupee to contribute,
What all I did was to corner it for own,
Blame to others and responsibilities disown,
These criteria were no where to be seen,
Temper was running high, making me keen,
Why did not they think of mafias and gangsters?
We had contributed not less than others,
Not a single condition made me eligible,
I only wanted to make entry forcible,
Neither had I found any situation favourable,
Nor was the wax statue durable,
Wax may melt with heat strong,
What use to find place among,
Chase not easy and march very long,
Not so easy but very difficult song
I shelved the idea to find place,
Already had a place in palace,
It was just hard try or solace,
But was it not worth try for race?
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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
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A remarkable thousand
One step forward to close on thousand
The reality looked so much sound
The happiness was never experienced or found
I think it is deep routed in the ground
I entered here as raw poet
Many advised me to keep quiet
It was not jumping ground yet
I had seen no one here or met
The poems always fascinated
The new ideas emerged and originated
There was need for it to be put forward
This was not for any gain or reward
Everybody appreciated the poems as put forward
There was no way for looking backward
It was going to pave the way for bright future
The place was going to be there for sure
It did rest all the speculations
All the fears were put out of questions
Though it had direct bearing and relation
There was no need for comparison or equation
I may not be questioned for the quality
To certain extent it may not prove the ability
Still it is worth to put across the views
The readers may judge it with their reviews
No path is that easy to sail smoothly
How best you come out of it truthfully?
There has to be an earnest try and attempt
Alignment with readers and maintain the good rapport
I find suitably amongst all
They do invite me and call
This increases the bond of friendship
How many friends do I find on the real ship?
It is salute to those who have supported
Understood me properly and not misquoted
It is their profound love and respect that matters
It strengthens the belief and doesn’t not shatter
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
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Mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
Are you my friend ?
Are you my plumber ?
Are you my God ?
What do you do ?
Wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue. Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible. Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you. Chunky frat boys in their shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul?, where is the love?, where am i?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
which mask are you ?
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Fighting for survival
Pakistan is not fighting for survival
For years it had waited for their arrival
They were give free use of land for subversion
Now it is too late to have any point of discussion
A holy land”Pakistan” as we all know
Had horrible years to witness and go
Lots of blood shed and deep bitterness
No where to show the brave front or kind face
Of late something unusual has taken place
There is cry over terrorist’s death and still more race
What will be fate of innocent people living around?
Their bodies remain unclaimed and sometimes not found
Pakistan must find its own holy war
The holocaust and bad consequences are not very far
No person may be allowed to move freely
In our own land we may be prisoners truly
When whole world is with you
Rise to the occasion and prove true
Allah may bless for any of the reasons
How can distinguish between good and bad persons?
No where it is seen that person is murdered while praying
The whole body is pierced though with pumping of bullets or spraying
Let people rise in arms and declared *“Jihad” for upholding religion
How can one Good *Musalmann be mere spectator in such region?
Terrorism can not be over in one day
Yet there is fine solution on the way
Find common strategy and offer resistance
They will be on run if united at once
No country can tolerate such nuisance
The defenders of the countries are aware of their presence
No religion can preach violence, hatred and seek blood
In such utter condition where people are dying for the want of food
* Musalmann.. pure…….*Jihad…Holy struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sweet Dreams
Sweet dreams are made of many things
The different thoughts that we constantly think
The very things that that lie in our fantasies
And create a thought that's tenaciously sweet
That we savor so much while soundly asleep
Things that can only happen in dreams
My sweet dreams are made of you
The perfect moments and the perfect gloom
The perfect place and the perfect dream
But whatever could be more perfect than you?
Is only what I can conjure in my sleep
Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
It's the time we find peace from every worry
It's a place where every story has a happy ending
It's a place where every person has a chance to be happy
It's a place where you and I have a happy ending
A cradle song before we sleep
And escape the grimes of reality
And the things that keep you away from me
Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
Dreams are the sweetest and life is life
In my dreams you and I are happy
But in reality... life is life.
Sweet dreams are made of many things
And mine are made of you
poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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No Wish To Hate
Did we ever wish to hate?
Is it explicit to state?
Is it one of the important things?
I am not ready to except for such things
Whenever I see any animal suffering
Uncared for on road and lying
I rush to help and offer water
Such is the state of mind we offer
It is our basic feeling
We tolerate no such sufferings
There remains in us a kind heart
Breathing for life as human art
Man can never kill a man
Women can't tolerate suffering of woman
Tease may trouble them from inner soul
This is not the way or our goal?
Does hate get any place in our mind?
Do we have to try for it and find?
No one may agree to give it little place
With it man may become mad in chase
Stretch out wide and use vision
You will find no confusion
World strives very hard
To revive and survive for life to be standard
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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