Act with resentment
I cried to my full strength and wept
It surfaces as night mare as I sobbed and kept
All emotions under check and tried to regain
What had happened for causing enormous pain?
As it happens in normal cases
Love needs no trial or mad chase
It comes with the age and in fact wanted
But time is essence and certainly granted
I look back and gather the impression
Was it mere attachment or obsession?
I thought about the combination of two
Enough to draw me in game too
Even though I was inclined for such contact
I was never willing to go in for passionate act
I had little sense of belonging with self respect
Something really bothered me when time came to react
It was my first date and really consented
I never knew it may be called black day and later on resented
It was going to be treacherous and disturbing
As it drew me near for unholy acts which actually needed some curbing
I was studying and hardly had seen out side world
I was lukewarm in response and remained cold
It was just puzzle for me to really opt so early
But that moment came in for surprise readily
I was not made of hard substance or emotions free
As any passers by may be attracted by fruits on tree
He may try to pick all those ripened fruits if afforded
Only needed some best efforts with message of kind worded
I fell for prey and surrendered without giving much thought
He pounced upon me and battle was lost without battle being fought
It was to leave deep scar on my mind later on
I was completely drained out, remained sullen and frown
As I confessed earlier, I did not know what the love looked like
It gave me no danger warning and in fact did not strike
I was to be lured in lust on the name of love and attachment
That was to remembered in whole life as bad act with resentment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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We Battle To See Acts Of Love
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
You can fill you mind with terrorists...
That keep your fears endearing.
But the fact your battles fought have no love.
And don't you know that you...
The giving up of anything,
Will return.
So why not battle with the act of love.
Burdens carried on one's back,
Seem to be attached...
'Cause they don't do their,
Battles with love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
If there is love,
There is a battle...
But the battle can be won,
With a love that's felt in everyone.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
You can battle any illness you wish...
But,
Battle with the act of love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
Those who pick their battles,
Pick their battles without facts.
'Cause many have no protected love.
If we pick our battles,
We must be matter of fact....
That we battle to see acts of love.
We battle to see acts of love.
Let's say we do it...
That we battle to see acts of love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Never Knew
We never knew of tomorrow's fate
As response has come very late
Yet we have met and submerged
Under the water to be purged
I saw it often in your eyes
Couldn't control despite earnest tries
There was commitment and no lies
The fancy did the job and in fact flies
Why was I so desperate for strong union?
What all I had tried for best companion?
Neither I tried to know nor found an answer
But surely there remained rainy shower
It reminded me of cold feeling
That had remained of its own and willing
It lacked warmth and longed for some company
Even though door was knocked previously by so many
Sometimes wind came from east
Sometimes it made me to sink from west
But it was in fact of you that made me struck
As if beautiful flower needed gentle pluck
I believe in nature's invitation
Early morning reminds me upon its inhalation
Fresh air must replace inner dirt
Life too must fill in with craftsman's art
The fragrance from no where made me insane
I found you in thick forest through window pane
You were there waiting for me to come
I rushed in without wait for welcome
Oh God what an intense love with expression!
Not a word for reunion and confession
It was for joy and melting emotions
To become one with full notions
I don't want to suffer anymore
I surrendered in earnest therefore
She may be now with me forever
I shall venture on ship with her
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fatso & His Lady!
That mango tree was no normal
It got immense love so mortal
From dawn to dusk he watered
Hoping it is never left shattered
Plucking the fruits in noon
He sat by it with all bloom.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
What is it that brings that bloom
In this man so fat & hair so white
Was the thought that always rung
When I usually see him sing.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
My lady love sowed this seed
& fed to it her life
I cried cried & I cried
And one day she grew up
Through ground & this is it
He told with a whisper.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so immortal
Telling his tale of love
He had the last mango from it
He bore a smile on face
A tear in each eye
The seed in his palm.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
Inspite of it being watered
Although I gave utmost care
In no time it became dry
And in air remained only their love……..
poem by BhanuPrakash Singh
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The Special Friend
The glistening eyes of a faithful friend,
In them I could see the all the even,
Yet from them I experienced all the odd,
Always hoping for more and more,
In those moments that took breaths away,
Me and my almost lover, the sky did saw
We could count the stars, glistening
The eye contact intense, listening
Could I ever be there,
Could I ever be that man,
My heart was painted purple for her,
Yet I fell more and more for her,
She was never a lover, but more than a friend,
She was the special one
To love her was an inevitable act,
Coming to me like a whispering voice,
Deliberately I made an intended choice,
Her choice was my primary priority,
Yet my heart did fail her choice,
The trees could see us smile,
The wind could see us happy,
All we had and all we used to be,
A plausible act of perfect company,
To leave or to love,
The options just but a few,
And with all my manifest flaws,
And the latent lose of sense,
She enjoyed my presence,
And the things we wont become,
So close yet a million miles away,
She was more than a friend,
Yet less than a lover,
She was the special one
Her mind was so set,
To give a hug when I cried,
In her thoughts she was alert,
To give time when I needed her,
Her concern so sharp,
To give a shoulder in time of grief,
Yet to be mine she never desired,
Those feelings she never found,
When I needed her to find them the most,
The realisations flashed lights,
Yet never did she saw,
The feelings walked passed her,
Yet never did she witness,
So good to love me, she did it perfectly
In her perfection I found pain,
Like a jail with steel bars,
Seeing freedom outside,
Freedom that can never be yours,
Such was me before the embodiment of beauty
To miss something that is by your side,
To live a fairytale in a real moment,
For all I ever needed that she gave,
And all I ever wanted that she did not,
To love her was a choice not liability,
She remained more than a friend,
Very much less than a lover,
So much she remained the special one
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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That Particular Time
My foundation was rocked my tried and true way to deal was to vanish
My departures were old I stood in the room shaking in my boots
At that particular time love had challenged me to stay
At that particular moment I knew not run away again
That particular month I was ready to investigate with you
At that particular time
We thought a break would be good for four months we sat and vacillated
We thought a small time apart would clear up the doubts that were abounding
At that particular time love encouraged me to wait
At that particular moment it helped me to be patient
That particular month we needed time to marinate in what us meant
Ive always wanted for you what youve wanted for yourself
And yet I wanted to save us high water or hell
And I kept on ignoring the ambivalence you felt
And in the meantime I lost myself
In the meantime I lost myself
Im sorry I lost myself.i am
You knew you needed more time time spent alone with no distraction
You felt you needed to fly solo and high to define what you wanted
At that particular love encouraged me to leave
At that particular moment I knew staying with you meant deserting me
That particular month was harder than youd believe but I still left
At that particular time
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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A corner
She stood in corner
face red hot like burner
May be she was young and beginner
she looked no sinner
She looking at sky with puzzle
the sky is over cast and may dizzle
she has no answer for anything
she must know something
What all did she loose?
why at all she had to choose?
was it needed as compulsion?
who had taken such decision?
She may not find it all
she can dash against wall
can jump in see or sail through
can any one tell what is true?
She confessed it as no mistake?
he only had proved it as fake
her love was like lake
water remained calm only for love sake
no one may blame her later on
she has neither lost or won
there is some one who looks at plight
the day may end to convert it in dark night
Who will rule her mind and heart?
what will be new beginning or start?
can that be termed as betrayal?
can she wait again for spring's arrival?
Nothing has changed yet
eyes exchanged messages when they met
the rain had not made the ground wet
it was not ripe time to curse the fate
It happens when tide is not in your favor
you may desperately attempt or go for
it will prove counter productive and yield nothing
still one can not leave the hope for something
The fruits take time in ripening
There may be very good opening
Yet you may find the gap widening
This is first call for awakening
You must correct the future plan and adjust
the moment you sense the attitude unjust
it is of no use running after mirage
set correctly and efficiently manage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Time is master
Time is master
We got to act faster
Nothing can be timeless
We got to understand and face
We may love to be free
Such as fruits to fall from tree
Nothing happens without ripe time
We may loose patience sometimes
Time and tide may wait for none
Don't wait for call from someone
It may never reach you in time
You shall be defeated each time
Trust your own ability
Develop stubbornness with blend of fine quality
See now the time may follow you
The success is certainly with efforts and through
Cope up with lost time
It may not come back but recovered sometimes
Be contended with whatever you did and got
The battle is full of uncertainty and must be fought
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only You
A Duo Con Raphael
Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love
Can you hear me
Came back only yesterday
Moving farther way
Want you near me
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you.
Sometimes when I think of your name
When its only a game
And I need you
Listening to the words that you say
It's getting harder to stay
When I see you
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you.
This is gonna take a long time
And I wonder what's mine
Can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand
It's just the touch of your hand
Behind closed doors
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you.
song performed by by Greta Y Los Garbo
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You Needed Me
I cried a tear, you wiped it dry
I was confused, you cleared my mind
I sold my soul, you bought it back for me
And held me up, and gave me dignity
Somehow you needed me.
You gave me strength to stand alone again
To face the world out of my own again
You put me high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see eternity
You needed me, you needed me.
And I can't believe it's you
I can't believe it's true
I needed you, you were there
I'll never leave, why should I leave?
I'd be a fool, 'cause I've finally found someone
Who really cares.
You held my hand when it was cold
When I was lost you took me home
You gave me hope when I was at the end
And turned my lies back into truth again
You even called me friend.
You gave me strength to stand alone again
To face the world out of my own again
You put me high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see eternity
You needed me, you needed me...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Giving Up All Attachment To Love
'Giving up all attachment to love.'
That doesn't make sense.
'Why...
You don't like it? '
It's a bit absurd to me.
When love makes the world go round.
'What are you talking about? '
You just said...
Giving up all attachment to love.
'Oh...
That has nothing to do with you.
I was just thinking of a title for a poem I am writing.'
I thought you and I were having a conversation?
'We are.
I'm just waiting for you to say something interesting.
And when you do...
I will participate.'
Why do I keep believing,
To me you will ever be a friend?
'I love it.
Thank you.
Listen to this...
Giving up all attachment to love.
Why do I keep believing,
To me you will ever be a friend...
Go on.'
I don't even know why I am here.
You are sick.
You know that?
'Where are you getting this from?
I love it.
Listen...
Giving up all attachment to love.
Why do I keep believing,
To me you will ever be a friend...
You are sick.
You know that? '
You really are.
'Stop it.
Is this your own stuff?
You should be a writer.
I am stealing this.
I don't care what you say.
It is magnificent.'
I'm leaving.
'Why? '
We were suppose to go out to dinner.
'Why didn't you remind me?
You think I'm suppose to remember everything? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ego
Written by ricky & marty wilde
All the time I try to reason with you
But I just cant seem to make you understand
Nothing seems to ever really get through
Cant you feel emotions like any other man
You never cared for anyone (anyone)
You never cared for anyone (at all)
Any love that youve ever given me
You only gave me for your ego
Look at how you wanted all of my tears
Any time you felt you needed security
All the nights you let me out on my own
Thats the thing that you just cant give back to me
You never cared for anyone (anyone)
You never cared for anyone (at all)
Any love that youve ever given me
You only gave me for your ego
Youre only plan it seems is look after number one
You just cant comprehend what it means to love someone
Stay away, get lost, get out of my life
Cant you see the changes now and at last Im free
Any plans I have just dont include you
And thats the one thing you wont take from me
You never cared for anyone (anyone)
You never cared for anyone (at all)
Any love that youve ever given me
You only gave me for your ego
Every time I tried to reason with you
But it seemed that I never made you understand
Nothing ever seemed to ever really get through
Cant you feel emotions like any other man
You never cared for anyone (anyone)
You never cared for anyone (at all)
Any love that youve ever given me
You only gave me for your ego
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Xavier
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
This is my gift you.
Don't worry, I wanted to.
No appreciation is ever needed.
I'm just not that conceded.
In fact I'm a ghost.
I was never even here.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
A love for all so strong.
A free spirit.
Is that so wrong?
Life is but full of times when you will be walked upon.
I say so what?
I'm doing what feels right.
Let us hope I don't get burned tonight.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
So many screams.
How could one ever reach them all.
It's like a million calls.
Answering with this is 911 what is your emergency.
An every time you know their will be another one.
When beating upon a dead horse does it move?
Sometimes you do have too pick and choose.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Triage on the battle field.
One wound so serious and then the next.
It goes straight in the heart.
A dagger forever piercing.
The pain of repetition.
Knowing no matter what you just cant save them all.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
For the goodness of my soul.
For the redemption from my lord.
For a better world.
So many reason.
But I don't need a excuse.
A life must never be abused.
We can not take it for granted.
For a second one will not be given.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Tell me now is this common behavior?
A physiological analyzation.
The words and thoughts of memorization.
We can't all be your hero.
But this time just let it be me.
Let it be me.
A call to destiny.
A play upon both the heaven and earth.
A wish to remove a curse.
With all my desire burns a fire.
It can't be just put out.
It has been burning for way too long.
A life in which I belong.
Thoughts that become a continuation of a song.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Please just let me be your savior.
You ask of my name?
And I say, It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
My Name Is Xavier.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Teacher
I wish I’d known him better.
But our respect for him was such
that you only spoke to him
when you needed to.
In a way, that was to know him truly.
You wouldn’t notice him, passing him
in a crowd; and yet, two paces on,
and you’d feel you had just passed
someone who walked in their own space
and left space itself quite unaffected.
To meet him, in the corridor, say,
early in the morning, was - what? -
awesome, refreshing, vitalising:
there was a sense that overnight,
he’d dived into some deep ocean
of sheer bliss; and emerged
like a morning seashore,
washed with freshness,
full of deep thought,
and his eyes
full of an understanding kindness
which stayed with you all the day.
What was extraordinary – of the many
things about this gloriously ordinary man -
was that although no-one ever saw him
looking at his watch, he was always
in the right place, and at just the right time,
yet never in a hurry – almost as if
he had some satellite navigation system built in.
And he always looked so genuinely pleased to be
just where he was. I don't think his facial muscles
knew how to pretend..
And so this spread to all of us around him –
and of course, he never put this into words;
yet love surrounded him; and we just loved
to work with him. Though there were some, new to him,
who could barely handle such goodness
when they met it – wanted to challenge it,
find some reason to pick holes
in such perfection, although it was
unboasted. But these, he seemed
to know instinctively, and why they were
just as they were; one day, he and they
would be involved in some unusual and difficult situation –
even on occasion, dangerous -
and they’d be friends with him for life.
It was said by those who had known him well in earlier years
that extraordinary and miraculous things
happened to him – visions, angels, future things revealed,
revelations of some law beyond all laws;
we never talked of this; the story was
that when one older friend had questioned him of this,
he’d said, he always knew it would in time
be what he needed to pass on to others.
And there the matter rested.
I’d say, for me, for life
he redefined the nature of true love.
for S.S.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Enjoy More
I had lot more to enjoy than to loose
Between the devil and good I had to choose
It was going to be different universe in a long way
I was to catch child’s finger in fateful days
I was criminal in all the respects
Some people were fearful of my acts
I could sense the way they would prefer to react
Something was forcing them back in fact
I am earthy man with full of lovely feeling
The criminal past forbids me to stop further killings
I saw the changes when I declined to be blind
As at home wife had delivered beautiful child
“Is the world so beautiful to live in? ”
“Can there be more losses with gain”
I was puzzled to read in between lines
But fact remained there that I was feeling fine
She was for all smile when noticed some changes
I was changing fast with resolve to manage
No more hatred and wrong acts in coming days
I held her hand with promise in distinct way
How come one factor can change entire life?
I had performed all the acts with use of knife
Taken lots of lives for the self protection
Now I have decided to go in for corrective action
Lovely child reminds me of beautiful days ahead
I want the life to be completely different and lead
Let whole world gun for my life if they prefer
But I shall stand fast and may not like to suffer any more
The child has brought good fortune
May be at right time to change the tune?
Sing a song of total harmony with relative peace at heart
No one teaches anything but comes as surprise with good start
It may not be smooth transformation
But I am at rest with no more questions
Life can be led differently at any time
Little divine grace is needed sometimes
What kind of medicine can be useful for sound health?
Can worldly pleasures bring change with enough of wealth?
I find none but yes to some unforeseen development
It is altogether blessings in disguise with slight improvement
If there was to be best place for criminals in world
Nobody would have thought it for second and turn cold
At given point of time something struck to the mind
We may be different person with all changes to find
I want no more past history
I wish not to feel sad and carry
Let it remain buried for good
I have come to sense and lately understood
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Lust We Fought For
The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.
poem by Erin Grantham
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On Her Face
I could see some anxieties on her face
They were clearly visible with wrinkles
She tried not to hide but definitely revealed
Those days were painful for her and in fact real
I am from the third generation
Very strong relation indeed with solid foundation
She was happy to see all members including grand children
Nice stage to feel but worries were apparently seen
I visited her whenever came on short vacation
She expressed her attachment with kind relation
She will probe in to my eyes with satisfaction
As her life was full of struggle and indignation
She had some kind of reservation and resentment
The behavior of family members was an embarrassment
She was sore at the treatment meted out
After all she had done enough and was not to be talked about
Somehow was drawn towards her and liked
In little of idle time her memory may invade and strike
She was full of love and evenly gave it to all
But I was favorite and responded to all her calls
Other family members too were obedient and courteous
But she was feeling irritation and became often outrageous
She wanted often full attention and enough of care
They were ready in fact but scared of her temperament and did not dare
I am of the opinion that all grandmas are attached more
Children also love and show courtesy therefore
She might be getting full joy when find among children
In a stage where such period is called sultry and barren
Even thought I too have attained full parenthood
Her feelings and resentment is clearly understood
I will sit by her bed side and comfort with sentiments
She too may respond with grateful eyes and comment
I know how difficult it is to observe and feel loneliness
When you are passing secluded life with troubled phase
I felt warmth of her gesture and deeply breathed
She was everything to me as from the beginning I had watched
Not all people may be lucky enough to have grandma at home
She is always there for us to console and welcome
How greatly children feel when chased hotly by parents?
Take refuge behind her back and silently wait
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only You (Solo En T) [English Version]
Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love
Can you hear me.
Came back only yesterday
I'm Moving further away
Want you near me.
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
All I ever knew
Only you
Sometimes when I think of your name
And it's only a game
And I need you
Listening to the words that you say
Getting harder to stay
When I see you
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
All I ever knew
Only you
This is gonna take a long time
And I wonder what's mine
Can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand
It's just the touch of your hand
Behind a closed door
Repeat (2 times):
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
All I ever knew
Only you
Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love
Can you hear me.
Came back only yesterday
I'm Moving further away
Want you near me.
Repeat (2 times):
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
All I ever knew
Only you
song performed by by Enrique Iglesias
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That was our moment
That was our moment
As I sit and reminisce
I think of the night
When we first spoke
The moment our eyes met
You said you were a writer
Without realising I was a fighter
You did not even know my name
As I had your confidence tamed
That was our moment
Out of the blue the words came
I asked if you could spend the night with me
I promised you inspiration
As long as you gave me attention
I was sure to show great appreciation
You looked at me with a drunken gaze
Yours eyes and smile said you were interested
And we entered into a mutual agreement
On the long bus ride home
I hoped you would not change your mind
As your hands fiddled in your pocket
Thankfully your money you could not find
You were in a trance thoughtfully thinking
Perhaps debating if our moment was right or wrong
I could sense it
I could feel it
But my body was selfishly weak
I needed your kiss, I needed your touch
I needed to feel and touch your body till I was completely weak
That was my moment
I looked in a drunken daze
Back at my untidy place
Which almost made me lose face
My immediate craving got the better of me
As I quickly asked if you wanted a cup of tea
Then it was down to business in my bed
Until my sexual hunger was fed
What followed was a night of snoring
No conversation that would have been boring
Our moment was fantastic
Yet sadly very sick
It was only when we woke up
That I saw your beauty from the top
As you drew on your smoke
I read you a verse from my book
You said I picked you up and you felt cheap
What did you expect?
You thought you were intellect
But what you sow is what you reap
And as for the time being
This was our moment
Your time that you lent
To me for free
© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A close look
It was stone's throw distance
but she did not look at once
did not take notice even
everything seemed very casual for her and nice
It is great to fall in love with strong attachment
It is still great to consider it as pride moment
when everything is moving in direct direction
you may not be able to hide emotions or actions
it is herculean task
I dared not directly to ask
it was pleasant surprise
the speculation was not allowed tor rise
She consented for honest drive
it was invitation of full warmth and live
I fell for it and gave final approval
It was considered as spring's actual arrival
The colorful flowers started to boom
the garden had enough space and provided room
I saw the change and was bit elated to zoom
I imagined how I would be looking as future groom?
She filled me with enough of joy
I could not guess it may be ploy
I took it as open and frank invitation
This was time to consolidate the relation
She had bright eyes and looked elegant
her attraction was powerful and instant
I believed in today and at present
I took the chance as heavenly sent
who can decline the powerful drive
she was so beautiful and eyes could not believe
I was simple human being and tend to fall prey
I consciously probed but finally gave away
It was good beginning with all the promises
I took care not to make any misses
I preferred good sweet dishes on the table
It looked all fine and I was able
After all life is full of adventure
it speaks of good fortune with future
One strives very hard to make it sure
the relation has to be string and pure
I was all out for its durability
Though I did not lack vision and ability
I assured her life time support
with promise to maintain good rapport
It was agreed and mutually consented
there was no scope for it to be resented
it was still going well with my capabilities
one fine morning it dashed all the probabilities
The wind started flowing in opposite direction
all my plans were going in misdirection
they were falling in reverse gear
I was warned off with worst founded fear
She was proving as difficult nut
I had made all sincere efforts but
She had double mind to speak
I was serious enough but proved very weak
It was going to be dead locked or end in stalemate
she was not interested now to become mate
I accepted it with grace and blamed the fate
the bad luck had struck very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Flowers are meant for
“What these flowers are meant for and why”?
I thought of giving a best possible and sincere try
My god, she was hell bent upon her choice
No impact was made even with real promise
I thought of presenting her with big bouquet
It was wrapped in beautiful cover with mention her birth date
I had remembered exact date and seized the chance
I was curious enough to come in contact with her at once
She was not made of inferior stuff
She knew where to give strong rebuff
I was expecting good response with broad smile
But she fired me off with her formidable style
“What do you think you can impress me in this way”?
She came out with strong words of resentment and went away
Leaving behind a note of displeasure “behave your self”
I was left high and dry and sank below the sea shelf
She was not arrogant or beauty conscious
She wanted to remain as earthy as possible and not become famous
It was not her way of thinking to lead the life
There were many more things to be approached for future wife
She was brilliant in all the respects but preferred isolation
She was of firm opinion that it must be based on strong foundation
Some of the relations are destined to be and have heavenly blessings
Nothing should go unnoticed or in that case even missing
I failed to judge her mood and way of working
It gave me enough of insight with strong jerking
It gave me lesson that no one can be wooed by simple tactics
It needed some kind of understanding with simple basic
You can have fine chemistry if that has some honesty
Food also can be liked if added with contents and made testy
Life can be looked upon as one time choice
One should be in comfortable position and ready to poise
I learnt a lesson not because of her rude reply
But certainly it lacked sincerity in approach with weak try
I could have made it little more reasonable
Even though I believed that it was still possible
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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