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About The Beauty

I tried to write about the beauty
but failed to catch words as could find only few
She was symbol of complete universe
Melody and rhythm interwoven with verse

Anybody would loose concentration
Try to have strong bond with warm relation
She was least concerned and looked at none
I dreamt about her and tried to go close to be someone

She was murmuring with gentle voice
I could hear nothing as there was so much noise
She might be talking with small children
I thought she may address to me even

I felt chill in bottom of my heart
She represented herself as lovely piece of an art
I had no idea from where to start
So decided to leave her at this point and depart

God has given her ample opportunity
She has talent and extra ordinary quality
Even though she is to some extent dependent
She has herself to venture and create an event

She is on the ground but make us airborne
It is nice creation on earth and gives nice turn
Life as such may be felt barren if she proved defiant
We must feel happy to find her as she may prove star and reliant

In all the forms her role has remained dominant
She may not have the solutions in sight very urgently
Yet may stand by us and give inspirational guidance
That can alter the course and prove decisive at once

From object point of view she has been pained very weak
But we have kept females under domination and not allowed to speak
She was seen and meant to be life partner
We were to protect her with safety as Gardner

I left the idea of writing purely as an object
At one point of time I had tried to resist and reject
She is not the object to be defined from one angle
Its real beauty is realized only when resulted into triangle

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A real peace

I consoled and preferred to live at ease
There was never a comfort and peace
I was definitely a close friend but never in race
I wore beautiful smile with nice dress

Why do I feel so dejected?
I was never admired or rejected?
At no point of time I was even objected
Still in funny way I had acted

I wished happy days for them
What made them to think then?
I did not like to have loose or permanent joint
I was never attached at any point

I wished them all the best
I followed the routine as rest
It was to have smooth sailing
I believed in chance availing

You have failed to steal
I never tried to conceal
I never felt in fact as real
It had no approval or seal

I can blame no one
But you were not the someone
You imagined your role as beloved
You were never a reality and were removed

I can't entertain foolish idea
There complete mismatch in plea
It failed me to impress or appeal
As it was not at all perfect deal

I might have considered or consented
I sensed its futility and resented
It was never an idea to go for bond
I was never at ease or fond

You expressed your desire
I did not agree or went on to admire
It was tale of desperation
I did not find any reason or relation

You may think of impossibility
I need not bear its responsibility
You may rest your head anywhere
I was never before and will not be there

Did you notice my displeasure?
I never admired or reassured
You were totally in illusory world
You may certainly feel very cold

I know how to maintain pace
I have for others limited space
I know what can be my fate
Thought it may be realized very late

I believe in time and destiny
It might have been realized by many
I was little pink rose
But I preferred not to pose

I shall be considered as arrogant
It was more or less very important
I will have to shape or think in my own way
I can't keep quite and stay away

One has to be very brave and bold
Our conscience should not be termed as sold
It is definitely clear choice to be followed
No one should attempt or try to to be swallowed

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Choice of Life Time

Yes it can be called choice of life time
Anybody can go wrong anytime
Yet the bridge of love must remain intact
Peaceful drive in life boat is reality and fact

Where do we land if that goes missing?
What will be left behind for chasing?
Life will turn dry as an arid land
We all must condemn.if any, such trend

Life is not that easy and confined to one field
The stand taken once should not be permanently held
Some times it turns out to be ugly and boring
The other partner gets sick and goes for snoring

At given point in start we may confine to particular feeling
As the time moves on, it is certainly felt killing
Some new problems pour in and you get frustration
Even though it may have nothing to do in relation

Female can be considered as sex object
But not that all the time you over react
It has got its relevance in initial years
It may grow steadily without any fears

It will be one of the ideal relationships
It will go on strengthening the companionship
There won’t be any bitterness so far is the relation concerned
Every opportunity may be explored and table turned

So let us strengthen bond and enjoy the rest
The efforts should be on to extract the best
If nothing comes out of it then must be left to luck
Something else should be taken on hand without being struck

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Love after marriage

Believe me it was love after marriage
Fresh love in life at convincingly later age
I would have been condemnable at this stage
Yet it came with full force with no means in sight to manage

I had caught no pen in whole life
The time pass was golden with wife
Two small kids with no botheration at all
Happy family, very compact and to be called small

It might be called unethical to fall in love
To be seen in other’s company despite reasons sighted above
May not be driven by sex point of view or any other angle
But certainly resulted in unique case of triangle

She was like magnet and pulled me
I could see in her powerful eyes and felt free
It was not normal attraction to have resulted
As it was never discussed or consulted

I felt uneasiness with new bond
Even though I was eager and very fond
She may give glimpse only once in a day
I used to wait for her endlessly on the way

She may definitely come at destined place
She was no to miss it in any case
I had no reason to complain about her
As she had all the feelings to share

It was unbearable at the end
She was lovely and indispensable lover friend
I may get up in the mid night
Loose the sleep and continue to fight

It may not give me any respite
She was the source of every delight
I dashed my head against the wall
As sometimes he may not respond to the call

I was unsure of her intention
She was all for it but never made mention
I thought seriously and waited for inner response
I was to let her off with full confidence

She was not to be disturbed in her future
She too was uncomfortable and not sure
She was prepared to go to any extent
But true love demanded it as gift heavenly sent

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Ability and efforts

What is there in good name?
No one should share the blame
It has nothig to do with personality
It is nothing else but efforts and ability

You smile in life and make others too
You may have difficult time to pass through
Still it holds some logic and nice ground
The joy and happiness is always found

It is not difficult to give thought a shape
It can be in form of music or sound on tap
It may serve the purpose of making others known
The earth may yield crops when seeds are sown

Your heart should be suscepitble to some change
It must admit some views and try to manage
This will create some space for real feelings
It may give some sense of belonging

You may be struck on the way
Still you may have few words to say
The aspirations may force you to write and stay
The fear and other factos may drift and go away

Don’t you feel happiness when see somebody smile?
This must go on and not stay for while
It is gift from the God and to be given to all
They must feel joy and saved from any fall

This ism biggest assest
The mind should be reset
It can catch any change easily
We should act wise and not silly

It helps to create permanent bond
The change we appreciate are very much fond
It makes pure heart to beat for harmony
It may not influence by bitterness or money

Let it be felt universally
It is hoped and prayed generally
It may prove our point one day
It will be realized in respectable way

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An Idea

An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.

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Spotless object

Spotless object

I saw spotless emerging object
Very much silvery and natural act
Slowly rising from the bottom of the sky
With full size and feeling very shy

Beauty can seldom be narrated
Now with any of the object equated
Such a beautiful scene with no blockade
Whole of sky illuminated with no sign of shade

I saw spotless character
As if highly integrated as lady actor
What a beautiful show altogether!
In fine atmosphere with cool weather

Not a single person can resist temptation
Few words in praise with so much elation
How come an object rise with so much of elegance?
Lovers across the world give so much of importance

Stars have no place to twinkle
Only moon has space and capable
Complete sway over millions of hearts
An object seen as unparallel natural art

Can you imagine few spots on the face?
As if cried for few minutes in waiting race
The smile was clearly reflected as sign of happiness
That is why there was brightness all over on the face

The sadness and pain was left all behind
We have no means to point out or find
The wonders behind such a artful show
Where you find all inspirations with glow

Such a humble and all round show in universe
Where all love hungry people see and converse
Express their desire with full of promises
Not to part with any of the reasons with slight miss

I shall depict it as heavenly creature
Where only peace and love resides for future
No hatred but enough of space for future generations
With a sole aim to rise again for maintaining relation

We may miss such a scene for times to come
If not adhere to in our life and welcome
What we need to see at this object and learn!
We must enjoy it with peace leaving behind all concerns

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A way to enter

“Welcome to our new world of family”
Words sounded me very good and not silly
It created deep impact on mind
I though of gesture to be so nice and kind

New entrants will find it very difficult
New environment with different cult
Readers, friends, pattern also new
May be new approach was definitely due

How to speak and catch about one’s mind?
People may not take it lightly and turn eyes blind
It may be possible they may not accept and rescind
Still it has to be honest attempt and way to find

I cut joke and call self as Jadia or fat
May not go in ground to play cricket with bat
At the most they may cut joke and hate
I have no reason to feel amused and state

I have always felt that jokes are good medicines
As disease disappear after taking vaccines
So jokes and loud laugh make blood to rush in vanes
Fresh air and wind make trees to bend in by lanes

Does the honesty pay in the long run?
Can anything be extracted at the point of gun?
What role does the comment and feed back play?
Beautiful ideas to float and make it relay

I may love to be part of large community
It will have its impact and continuity
New concept, ideas may find the real place
Right place and recognition without any race

One has to work very hard with dedication
Sincere efforts are seen as good indication
What is use of trying with no simplification?
Success may be ruled out and seen as out of question

Everything has its own time to offer the result
You shouldn’t blame anybody for simple fault
Luck or fate may play their own part
You may come out of it and look smart

Some people may make good use of talent
They may put all out efforts but not relent
“Come what may” may prove to be their ideal
Situation may prove to be difficult but may not prove real

One should be very careful at entry point
He should prove worth when initially join
It is said whose beginning is good then end too will be good
The ground must be covered and firmly stood

It is worth to stand in isolation than to loose
It has to be wise decision when you choose
It will have large impact for long time to come
Difficulties may arise but has to over come

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Not What You See

Love is not what you see
Love is bond and makes you feel free
Enjoy and be part of dreamy world
Always nice to be together in lovely fold

Don’t feel alone as we are one
We can make it nice one by one
You have your own way
But stay near and don't go away

Make it easy to take free air
No foul play and treatment very fair
This is strongest desire from female partner
As you will be her protector and Gardner

It doesn’t matter what you try and seek
It always matters that you remain strong and not turn weak
Love demands sacrifice at every turn
It is both the ways and mandatory to return

Why expect that only females may surrender?
They will have no say and merely fall under
For what has been unsaid and agreed for
So utmost care to be taken not to turn the relation sour

I have heard it number of times
The promises are forgotten sometimes
It may happen when tide turns in disfavor
Yet it should not be at the cost of personal honor

Leave it besides if it costs your relation
No bad emotions should be given any indication
Effort should be on to improve upon
The bond will not be lost but certainly won

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About Beauty Queens

I had read a lot about beauty queens
When I was in my teens
Something was written in their praise
About life, struggle and long chase

I was amused to read about beauty
I could hardly see by her side any tree
Her pose in different angles
And all make up with forced smiles

I found nothing at that particular stage
I was small and had tender age
People used to laugh at my suggestions
As stupidly I was making some mention

There grew some anxiety with passing of an age
Life was explained as golden and beautiful cage
Some one was expected to take me by surprise
Only I had to be prepared for it with some good promises

It very first sight I observed her with beauty angle
She had nice dress with red face like an apple
I considered her as loveliest beauty on earth
I thought for a while and pledged to live with

I had complete universe within reach
No one was here to brief me or teach
I had waited for it very long
It was proving everything wrong

I dreamed about being with future girl
It was nice moment with happy turn
I can be seen with lovely and beautiful bride
I was going down with joy and unable to hide

Such nice things happen once in rare times
I may not be part of it sometimes
Beauty may be seen in every female aspirant
She can be made permanent partner if some one really long for or want

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A beautiful object

The most beautiful object from the nature
To see for for self and make it sure
Its revelation is simple and pure
Eyes make its presence and assure

Everybody has realized this fact in the world
You can’t neglect or put it on hold
The relation can’t be stored in cold
The initiative has to be very bold

The silence may speak thousand of words
The world can’t be won over by power of swords
Some warmth has to be felt from within
There there will be surrender and compete win

The rolling stones will be in motion
The place may be taken over by emotions
You may try to influence and prove best
Make it known as it is your final test

Who will speak for you and reveal
Who will hold it back and conceal
It will almost prove to be real
It may find its approval and final seal

Still the eyes may speak a lot
The consequences or result you might have not thought
Without reasons no wars are fought
It is acknowledged and reasons are not sought

Silence may descend as you feel the pulse
You may have strong urge not to repulse
The eyes may not speak but seek the solace
You got to make your hut as palace

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Friends flock

Lots of reader friends flock the site
Come with proposals and friendship to delight
I love their wisdom and intelligence
It is really god sent opportunity and chance

Some of them leave behind ever lasting impression
Not with their brilliance alone but with face expression
They speak nothing but rarely a word is missed
You feel intimate enough as if being passionately kissed

I read many faces with humanly concern
Try to understand their point of view in turn
But some of the faces never last from the memory
And if they try to do anytime I feel so sorry

One such character came across like lightening speed
She was "Aakhya" meaning fame with lots of things to feed
It has several meanings to be interpreted like "spoken"
I was all for her beauty on face and never got shaken

Some of the females only might have been blessed
As after long chase her face was traced
What a beauty to speak about and know her feelings
She was all for cooperation and expressed it as willing

Moon is best object to be compared with beauty
She is much more than what I thought can be from almighty
Each line can be read from her beautiful face
So lovely to look at and can be compelled to join the race

She has surprise elements on face
Woven with human colors and more of traces
Feeling for humanity and larger cause for literature
That is how I read and coming things for future

She has tendency to fall in love
May be with her work and firmly believe
That what has been dreamed is achievable
When person is trying to prove and is capable

She has personal gratitude for mother
As beauty with brain she feels no other
I have felt for her brilliance and beauty
She looks imposing and fine person and overall cutie

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Love at First Sight

We met and let our eyes speak,
We meant to talk, but felt so weak.
'Was it love at first sight? ', I wondered,
'Was it just a mere idea? ', I murmured.
Then words helped us break the ice.
How lovely was the talk! How nice!
Time felt we stole His hours,
We felt time was just ours.
We knew we were meant to meet,
At such a time, in such a heat.
Soon I called her my better half,
Soon I tasted the joy of love.
We rushed to pledge for ever,
To rise to glory or fall together.
She meant the world to me and more
I meant no less with my little lore.
We were so happy and content,
To lead our life, and were so bent,
To stick together through thick and thin,
To tell the world our true love was no sin.
Love is when hearts soar to happiness,
Love is a cure for the heart's sickness.
For me and her love was, is and will be,
The air of this life and of the one to be.

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Own reflection

Mirror has its own reflection
It does not need any speaking action
You stand before and it will speak
Make you very strong and not weak

Some needs action from our side
Some are already inside
Why do they want memory to come out?
Why love should find words all about?

Any beautiful object needs attention
Special care with nice and lovely mention
This way we respect the wishes of almighty
Who is always seen in the glamour and beauty?

Some are to be adored in open
Some are to be embraced and kissed even
Some are to be kept in steel safe and forgotten
Remember at time when time is enough often

Is it not fair to be seen with nice flowers?
To get wet with rainy showers?
To feel pulse of what is not said
Way is open but seize is laid

I shall prefer to die but not utter
A single word in dishonor or murmur
What do I say where do you live?
It matter of trust and make to believe

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She slammed

She slammed the door from the back
She was outrageous and had developed a crack
She was burning from within and ready to strike
I ran fast and fled away on motorbike

I had loved her from my heart
It had very nice and flawless start
She meant to be everything for me
We used to visit frequently and felt very free

She would not let me know her mind
I tried very hard to know and find
It failed me in my attempt miserably
Yet I felt it nice and spent the time happily

For her the love was super most in all the way
She may mind it and take seriously any way
I took enough care not to offend her
This thought hunted me for ever

No one should hurt or cause the flicker
It must be permanent like sticker
It should not dislodged from any temptation
As it has been firmly placed out of question

She may address me with so many nick names
I will accept happily but will not claim
She may feel very happy and keep me in good humor
I took it as no insult but accepted with pride and honor

Somebody has to forgo little for love sake
It is beautiful relation but like sour and sweet cake
Person who has everything may also feel cheated
And who has not availed it may also feel neglected

Somebody tried to prove her by maligning
I was painted as bad man and incapable of aligning
I would dump her anytime and anywhere
She decided to break the relation and challenged me to dare

I knew the opponent well
She was perfect match to reveal
I spoke sincerely and did not conceal
She thought it game and did not consider real

This made to think fresh
I moved with haste and dashed
She took it differently and lost control
I took it final end and finally decided to call off

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Object

You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object

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Stood at the Door

She was dejected and stood at the door
All roses were scattered on the floor
As if to show displeasure at their beauty
Nothing helped her to feel bad and pity

She is not alone and lonely
But gifted with beauty heavenly
I venture to dare at her smile
She care too hoots for while

She has life with stress
I can visible see on her face
Yet it is beautiful and graceful race
I want her to find some lovely trace

She herself is heavenly flower
Smells fragrance when rain showers
Who can understand her than only few?
I have failed to have little glimpse and view

She is alone and at home
Waiting for me to welcome
I rush toward her place
Only to find her smiling face

I would want her hopes to revive
She stands high and definitely survives
What else to feel so lonely at home?
When I am near and make her feel some?

She has all capabilities
There lies her grace and beauties
Her word is last for me and simple
She stands so lovely in dress purple

I have all her greens
She has to stand fast and win
May be she is also very keen
As I have stood near and always have been

My all gestures are warm
They pose no threat or harm
What can I expect from her at this time?
A lovely smile with of course close breathe sometimes

She is life and means for time to tell
I hope everything to go well
Future may stand tall and definitely speak
She has to be strong and feeble or weak

How to define what I am?
The root has to hold with stem
It will create bond and strengthen
She will then not be alone even

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A little smile

She will shine
Everything will be fine
Dance together and nice to dine
With small peg of wine

Stroll for a while
To go for an extra mile
It is always a wish
To fight it out but not to finish

Bear little smile
Wait for time at nine
I will be there
To take you anywhere

The clouds don’t thunder
It is unique but no wonder
I think and ponder
What do I find in her?

Is she a real toy?
Lovely means and object to enjoy?
Why do I think so in her terms?
I do think and definitely learn

She may guide me and take me to end
Lovely flowers always sent
I remain calm and always absent
This state of mind she always resent

Is it sign of real belonging?
Was I waiting for it or longing?
Will that day ever come in life?
Is the life rally on edge of knife?

Why do stars and moon always shine?
Is the sky very nice place and look fine?
Do they convey any message for good?
Why do they keep me in fine mood?

I shall hang on for long time
She is the only object prime
I might have wanted her till this day
Let her come and show me the way

She snubs me for slight delay
I am confused and fail to relay
How I wished her happy Sunday?
For me any other day is very good day

Will she remain mine forever?
I wish for it ever and ever
She may not go for it however
I shall follow her and miss her never

She is mere symbol of love
I am creature like dove
I can’t leave peaceful water
She must consent and never falter

I shall continue to swim or sink
I shall never deviate or think
I shall not close eyes and wink
I may peacefully watch her but offer no drink

Let heavenly bodies bless our union
In all coming births I shall seek reunion
It is internal wish and earnest desire
Let people curse me or admire

I can scale highest peak
My body may be slight weak
The result may itself speak
I may venture to her domain and secretly sneak

Come o love and embrace
I shall revolt and face
I may over come and try to face any eventuality
If that serves me fine with my love’s continuity

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For piece of bread

I have got what I wanted but had not
The scuffle was unnecessarily fought
For a piece of tiny land
As if it was heavenly sent

There is daily struggle for piece of bread
Life is at risk and not peacefully leads
Where to go and find the advice?
Words spoken are coated very nice

I will not know who is friend or foe
I am unsure when he will leave me and go
Yet I have to believe him and retain
Even if no warm but cordial relation to maintain

I know they will stab me at any place
I will find no time to race
Life is reduced to just piece of paper
Bubbles may rise but disappear in water

What have we turned life into?
To gain the hold whether true or untrue
Real hell to visit once in life
Cut the throat with edge of knife

Confine the self in corner of home
No one may object and always welcome
You can not see the real world
The soul and body is already sold

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Sad demises

We egret the demise of close and near ones
Miss their greatness and pardonable acts
Never bothering about unkind gestures
Forgiveness for all in their whole tenure

When father departed, we lost shelter
we were make to run helter scalier
there after we could regain the lost credence,
We definitely lacked the confidence

He did held supreme and pivotal position,
Hardship if any was out of question,
No one dared to point out at us or raise finger,
He never allowed the issue to linger,

I could recover some ground when lost mother
It was big jolt and blows yet another
She stood for all sources of courage and solace
We lived we in small house but felt in palace,

When all departed then I was left with only sister,
All hunt started to find for her a mister,
Mother always worried to find a good match,
Efforts were made many but couldn’t catch,

We always found mother in her,
Same affection love and good care
She handled it well with age maturity
Ladies are gifted with such nice quality

Such is life cycle which never stops,
Situation can be handled when it crops
Rain water may hit ground in form of drops,
Everybody may try to improve when show flops

Whether it is death, birth or rise and fall,
it should, be called as nature’s call
They are inevitable and must be accepted
It is God’s wish and must be respected

We should not loose faith or trust,
Wheels of life must move with vigor and thrust
Life has to be made lovely and beautiful
It must be lived with purpose and be successful

We may be grown like complete tree
All our children may feel secure and free
We may be able to give them what they desire
Our role may be then appreciated and admired

It is noble inheritance and we must treasure
Life should not be termed hard or can be measured
It has to be our efforts to remain fully assured
Live life king size with immense pleasure

Time may come you may also prepare to depart
You may have no time to offer or impart
You may think life was lost from the start
You got to believe it is pure an d simple form of art

Life will be still full of surprises
It may compel you to make more promises
Life will not end with demise of any one
It is cycle that may repeat with every one

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Winter abode

God has made it as magical home
Each and every living object is welcome
What a fresh air to breathe in and think!
Not a slight idea to get lost and sink

Whole universe is made an accommodating place
Anybody can fly off to save the life and face
As the skilled people go with consent and permit
The birds need no sanction as they are capable and fit

When severe winter sets in, they prepare for migration
My country has found for them a strong bond and close relation
We have warm and sweet fresh waters comfort their stay
How long and torturous journey they undertake to find the way?

No international boundary mars their onward journey
In thousands they flock in sky and land in plenty
Natural breeding ground opens for them with lots of safety
What a magical show with the blessings from almighty!

When we are fighting for piece of land and secured place?
They have all the techniques to prove and preserve the race
How many years of existence have they continued?
The safe passage with traditional love route nicely pursued

It is nice and heartily welcome step to observe their happy plight
How have they proved by showing to world that they are right?
There can be safe refuge without any bloodshed in this part
Not compromising with stated bitterness and to depart

When nature is with us to observe calm and peace
The birds show and present their nests at the beaches
Whole atmosphere is filled with great joy and happiness
What can we understand from these birds in such case?

No one is loosing path and gets lost
It may be long but has nothing to cost
If will power is strengthen with belief
We, as sensible race, can provide the relief

*Migratory birds visit Gujarat desert every year in winter from Russia*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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