Age Old Dilemma
It has remained and been age old dilemma
But spelt well now by others and Dalai Lama
What we had understood about real life?
Was it merely passing time with very good wife?
That may be one good aspect
We failed to understand it and respect
It has always been a mystery and mirage
Lots of thesis can be written on long pages
Think of poor people who have nothing eat!
Look after family and children with two ends to meet
Very difficult to understand the philosophy in real terms
When situation is so tidy and cruelly turns
He has no where to go but fight to fill hunger
So much rage inside with lots of hatred and anger
Whole world seems against and remedy for poverty
Where is the time to remember good thing and almighty?
Those who have enough of means try for more wealth
They need enormous even at the cost of their health
Humanity is just farce and no value for human being
They want to have sway allover and rule as king
It may be naïve to discard such theory
It is cause of concern and worry
We spend the life in pursuit of money
There leaves less time to enjoy the honey
Life comes to an end when everything is in hand
Lots of relatives wait for speedy departure at the end
Since you have failed to realize happily with wealth
They want lion’s share after your early death
This dogma has remained for ever and may continue
No one has come out of it even after repeated review
It is mirage hunt that keeps us in fray
We are running after it and always going away
Some individuals successfully come out of it and enjoy
For them life is mission and should be continued with joy
It is likely not to come in thousands of years
So live up to full length even if some agony comes to bear
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The natural course
I never felt dissatisfied and lamented
The natural course and behavior always appreciated
Never condemned bad and gave so much importance to good
As both were to be balanced and properly understood
One can not be equated with another
As one leads to joy and another leads to bother
Both carry significance in life and stay together
For one thing we shy off and for another carry a feather
People or for that matter everybody prays a rising sun
They go after it and sometimes make lots of fun
Lot many words are said in praise only to please
With expectation of some favor in return or release
It is human tendency to look for and go with sunny side
The angle has always remained narrow and differences very wide
Everyday we come up with strong resolve to fare better
But soon forget to take up or push for the stage later
Life as such is considered precious
You may cope up with problems and become famous
It has double tendency to take you up and excel
Or push down to valley and show you real hell
Everybody will not be blessed with comforts
We come through unnatural death reports
Some people are afraid of and end life with suicides
Life becomes intolerable and frustration is unbearable to hide
Life can’t be carried on with heavy burdens
It must be faced with lots of struggle even
It is mental feeling and forces us to loose patience
Life can be lived full length despite lot many odds presence
If death has to take over then no one can rescue
It has to come by any means if destiny is due
We are here to fulfill the mission and come alive
The life philosophy must be understood and believed
Many have taken birth this before and gone peacefully
Their names are inscribed on stones as they lead it successfully
If their contribution was well worth and exemplary
Their name was to be considered as formidable and necessary
At one particular moment you are at height of the peak
At very next moment you are pushed on the ground as weak
Your place is taken over by another deserving and capable man
Hence life is to be understood properly and lived as human
We need not worry about tomorrow’s fate
We will be no more to witness it on that date
Let life be enjoyed as is blessed in present form
Let us learn closely and stay properly informed
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
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Enough wealth but no health
I have amassed enough wealth
but not bestowed with good health
I have fine body and healthy mind
permanent weakness with diseases of all kinds
I try to look reasonable as far as possible
something forces me not to be accessible
possible so much wealth stops me to be free?
Like so many heavy fruits laden on tree
All luxury and comforts is at my disposal
I like no suggestions or good proposals
May be inner false strength or pride prevents
Ill feeling coming on fore possibly to vents
I hope and feel there is soul like thing
it urges me to stop and to do something
I lack courage and enough strength
it stops me from going to any length
I have some feelings but can’t express
Read between lines but can’t redress
it may be lacking spirit or not enough?
Prevents me from facing the situation rough
I try to come out of situation with purge
With love and kind gestures to emerge
I still think body is not that strong
Stalls the desire to move and among
Why can’t I lead the ordinary life?
Is the time still not ripe?
Am I destined to be beggar?
Troubles are in store with pills coated with sugar
is it so difficult to come out of cage?
Rewrite complete things with new page?
The body doesn’t allow me to replace rage?
It has passed with youth and now old age
if I can’t be good human being with enough wealth?
Allow me to become ordinary man with good health
it hurts me more than anything else
I shall do it with strong resolve to repulse
It is no use to continue with weak body
Then it will be business of anybody
We will be just reliant on others
Worries may engulf us and bother
Wealth has still important role to play
It can make it easy for any other way
Health is to have little more dominant part
If one has to be healthy to look rally smart
Health and wealth can’t be at anybody’s cost
Both concern us equally in life very most
One can’t be done away with one another
It has to be supplement to each other
Since wealth has failed to deliver the goods
I shall be careful about my intake or food
I may send message through new initiative
Prove to the world with the strength relative
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A good return
What poor get in return for their poverty?
Sweet words, insult hatred or pity?
Do they deserve all sorts of humility from their own brethren?
Is it not betrayal of trust to God or matter of great concern?
Rich may get what ever they want in return of money
Poor may always remain helpless and lonely
There will not be any body to speak him with love
Still many are there for them ready to serve
“I live in the hearts of poor in disguised manner”
You may not know it at all but will come to know sooner
It is their blessings that may help you to ward off the difficulties
It is better to obey His wordings and work for all niceties
If you are gifted with talent, intelligence and wealth
You may always be concerned with beauty and health
You may not go near to patient or leper for service
Sometimes you may fail to attend event such as demise
“I live where love is spread with fragrance”
You must find out or know the sufferings at least once
It is curse on humanity not to show any decency
It is now high time we act with urgency
Are we not concerned with about our next door neighbor?
Do we bear ill will or anything against harbor?
If answer is emphatic no then we are step closer
We are rich in terms of all and can’t be called miser
World may approach its consequential end
We have delivered nothing or failed to send
We have forgotten peace at heart
This is an end of good start
We don’t know yet where we are heading?
Who pulls us towards destiny or leading?
We get no clue as who feeds whole universe?
All religions teach or reflect the same I their verses
Have we ever tried to feed even single person?
Can we go into detail and find out the reason?
Does that mean that we have been given special privilege?
Still we are in confusion and don’t come out of cage
This DOGMA has remained for centuries
Rich or intelligent people have always raised some queries
The power and fame has blinded them with intoxication
Though person knows the futility but still prefers suffocation
This will end only with the summons for departure
We may still bear bad feelings and nurture
“God may still come and whisper in ears for the best”
Don’t worry, I knew it well but still I had to test”
This is how the life has to be summed up
No can easily pretend, hide or come out with bluff
If we love each other something good will definitely prevail
Why not go for in it and the chances peacefully avail
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Man With Money
She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
He buys her things she calls him honey,
she calls me poor boy,
What good could it do,
to give a love pure and true,
when any fool could understand,
she thinks that money makes the man,
She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
She wants the things she'll buy with money,
not a poor boy,
a man with money,man with money,man with money,
Just down thwe street,
I know a place
When there asleep,
I'll cover my face,
I'll break the lock,open the door,
I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store,
Then I'll be a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey,
not a poor boy,
A man with money, man with money, man with money, man with money
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False Pride
I claimed for every single achievement
Boosted a lot and felt it as memorable moment
Took false pride and acted as if I was whole and sole
Alas! I could understand the myth as whole
It is generally proclaimed that good deeds always help
Save from some kind of disasters and come to the rescue of self
Person remains unconcerned even if something turns out to be against
As self confidence and full contentment doesn't allow further twist
What are we trying to project before world?
Superiority complex or about the things so far untold
It is known since ages that men has always remained choosey
Not cared for anything but shown keen interest in money
Can we ever claim and assure the full proof of success?
If so then why some of the clues are left behind as traces
Guilty people are caught little later much to their annoyance
People are brought to the sense and reminded about truth at once
We are just a medium and excel with blessings
Some of us might lead the life of rich man or king
It is a fact and generally believed in good faith
Life is certainly taken as temporary phase to be ended with death
I feel little awkward when people try to prove contrary
It has no relevance in real life and totally unnecessary
Even if we have fortune in abundance at disposal
We act as miser and turn down any good proposal
It has different joy when we silently enjoy
Employ honest means and avoid any ploy
Think that you are fortunate enough to have it at your end
Look sympathetically; spend generously among poor, relatives and friends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Part of His design
Thousands come into life and perish
Life is not taken note of and finished
Garden boom with lots of flowers
Different and beautiful color but at the end lower
Each soul is destined for better or worse
Some may enjoy full and same may spent with remorse
No one has understood the great theory of almighty Lord
“Do your work and forget” reiterates the golden words
Every object is real reflection and part of his design
We only have to surrender and mutely resign
We may not know the secret blessings behind
We need to look towards sky and try to find
Individual may have sufferings and different stories to tell
Not all may be blessed with an doing very well
Some may remain well to do without any hard struggle
Others may go down with agony and pain as if living in hell
You may meet thousands of strangers
Not a single soul you may find without any anger
He will have something to complain of
Life may prove always rough and tough
It is inevitable death and birth cycle
All holy books speak same including Bible
We have to pass through the acid test and ordeal
We won’t know it unless it is faced in real
Let us not feel it as burden
Life can not be ended all of sudden
It may be some times odds and sometimes even
We must strengthen the belief and not weaken
We are messenger of God
There should be no heavy load
If you take it as pure and humble mission
There won’t be any necessity for guilt admission
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May become minister
Today anybody may become minister
As he has to play only role of sinister
Knowledge or no knowledge he will be our boss
Fate will be decided by only toss
Their world is limited
Only public is cheated
Their well (deep dug hole) is limited to grabbing
People around them stand and start clapping
Collect as much as possible
Public life is just gamble
You may be out of grace soon
Dark clouds may cover the moon
You will amass enormous wealth
This may sometime deteriorate your health
Yet you will have no satisfaction
Everything is done at the cost of the nation
It is not your concern if poor die
You will be pioneer in life with untold lies
The life has changed your status in public domain
Even though you know the consequences of pain
People may reject you at any time
You may survive little longer sometimes
Only good people may survive in long battle
It takes lots of time to settle
You will never weep over millions death
You will worry about corning the wealth
Nothing appeals you as mark of commitment
You have no remorse or corner for resentment
Religious heads too have mastered the art
Gain the confidence of people and slowly start
Someone should have mastery in art of convincing
People can be made simply into believing
Love not and feel happy about today
It might have given you an easy way
If your ride on the winds' wing
Fortune can swing in favor and can bring
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Within Easy Reach
'You have brain tumor and few days to live'
My eyes remained wide and hardly could believe
I had few problems with my headache and food appetite
No hunger, anger in no time and less sleep in nights
I had observed this change since many days
I was well off and had enough of means to find the ways
The medical cure was distinct possibility
I lost no hope for future and trusted the final destiny
I had been different for all these years
Life had posed so many difficulties with fears
I only know how could I come out of such stage?
The hunger felt for many days could not have been written on page?
I had taken vow not to suffer any more poverty
It was certainly curse on the person and humanity
How can any single soul sleep without meal?
It was felt badly by me as an unequal deal
I thought for a while an worked day and time
I forgot to take regular meal even sometimes
I cared for no day and night and thrived to collect money
I thought this was the only means and successful key
Not to mention means or make note of my journey
I had taken it as challenge and demand of the destiny
For me means was no end but a start of first step
The water was to flow smoothly from the water tap
The wealth flowed in enormous quantity
It was purely credited to my personal capability
I had worked day and night to come up to that level
Rest everything spoke of my success and story to tell
In doing so I deteriorated my health
Nothing could come to my rescue including wealth
For the first time my spine shivered
Death was smile from distance and murmured
My story may not be different from others
So many die in streets and so many die in field like soldiers
Yet death takes them over even if they are poor or rich
Life can be made beautiful and within easy reach
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From The Back
The door is slammed from the back
Nothing more is required to be at stake
Life was totally in disarray and completely fake
Remained half sleep always and not fully awake
People often say “life is to be enjoyed at full length”
Someone try it with might and extend with strength
For them it is never dying approach
Life may never end as such
You never know when the exit gate may open
It remains mystery when all of sudden turns against
Life seems worth nothing and useless
All worries suddenly rush on the face
Powerful kings have buckled under threat
When death has tried to approach and meet
It leaves behind tail of unknown agony to bear
All of sudden body is gripped with fear
Who would want to leave this earthly pleasure?
I am very confident and very sure
No one may opt for timely departure
They are ignorant about facts of fixed tenure
Life has to come to an end at any time
You are lucky to escape it sometimes
But you are sure to meet your fate
It may approach you soon or late
Well, this has been explained briefly
It can be understood and known simply
All we do and commit is not to long last
In one way or another it has to end fast
Not all may try to understand in its true context
They may try to avoid under one or another pretext
It is cheating of own conscience and mere excuse
Otherwise who can shut the eyes to reality and refuse?
Life is not all about to be spent or lived
It is to be understood and rightly believed
When you are sent here for performing the best
It should seized as opportunity and crucial test
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Love Poem-10
Honey … honey … I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey … honey … I have money.
Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.
I have money … I have Brothers
I have money … I have Sisters
I have money … I have a Family
I have money … I have friends
I have money … So no relation ends
I have money … So worshiped daily
Honey … Honey … I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.
Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey … Honey … You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.
poem by Devraj Harikrishna
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Honey... Honey...
Honey… honey… I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey… honey… I have money.
Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.
I have money… I have Brothers
I have money… I have Sisters
I have money… I have a Family
I have money… I have friends
I have money… So no relation ends
I have money… So worshiped daily
Honey… Honey… I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.
Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey… Honey… You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.
20th Feb.09
poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak
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Eat and be merry
Does the life mean to live and eat?
Marry and stay to make it sweet
School, youth and later on to profession
Troubles more and to lead with confusion
Always worry for two ends to meet
Absence of love to say hello when greet
Mind not at rest with so many wicked plans
No time to look back or have little glance
Time is money and busy is schedule
Some where to formant trouble and add fuel
Self interest first with top most priority
To consider one’s self with superior quality
No one can be blamed for simple logic
It is human tendency and forms very basic
Nothing goes with it as sentiments or feelings
Everything is done in agreement and as willing
Result is known and fate is sealed
Yet many thing done and tactfully concealed
Life goes on uninterrupted with nothing more to reveal
To go still deep in it and present it as real
Nothing will change so long human race is in existence
Not much can be said or exerted with insistence
There is helplessness as how to lead it honestly
Nothing can help even if tried earnestly
Not all may think the same but yes it prevails
With some of good principles the train derails
Lots of trouble when chosen the path of nobility
The universal truth surfaces with its known futility’
There is no reason for going back or retrace
We all are having same dilemma to face
It is easy to face a rowdy and hostile crowd
But very difficult to sustain and speak loud
Life can be brought to an end with single stroke
It is just a line and can be over in thick smoke
No one has any power to delay it even for second
Even though it is considered as very precious like diamond
You have been infused with lots of courage
That is how the human beings live and manage
They know well that it is cowardice to disrupt the cycle
It will be better to carry on and spend it as very casual
Though it is mechanical and looks unstable
Yet we can make it beautiful and stable
There can be added some new features
To help others and make for them bright future
Many can be given respite with very good smile
Their life can be made comfortable for a while
You can not help materially but restore confidence
Life can be made worth living and meaningful hence
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Take as Challenge
I have spent sleepless nights
To find solution and answers very right
Each time I tried for its way out
I was finding it fruitless and all about
Why at all life was to be taken as challenge
After all we need square meal and manage
Rest everything was out of reach
As people reminded me and tried to preach
I am now scared to share
As I find no place to go near
How I would try to go somewhere
If that leads me to land no where
I thought to end life with no way open
Such ideas may creep in mind all of sudden
I had not known the full potential
As life would be really proving substantial
What is there to stare at sky?
Mind think uselessly about its hollowness and fly
No usefulness can be attained with doubtful mind
It must adapt to the situation and arty to find
What we are looking for in life to carry out mission?
Is it meant for eating and spending time with confusion?
Is there anything to do other than to think endlessly?
Or come in terms with real life and spend it happily
We may breathe as long it is granted by almighty
Nobody is allowed to end it for the fear of poverty
Many more hurdles can make life miserable
Here it may be seen as real danger with trouble
It will be cowardice act if life is ended in failure
On the contrary, steps would have been take n to make it sure
No one here is so sure about his life game
One must live it lavishly with forceful claim
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A hidden treasure
There is hidden treasure in sea belt
Everybody has realized it and definitely felt
It is beyond anybody’s reach mostly improbable
Even thought we may have means and are capable
It has taken years and may take even more
To know exactly how much more to explore
It may yield precious things but still remain a mystery
It has long story to tell with complete history
The life is like deep sea and not totally understood
We have spent it in search of roof and food
The fight was for firm establishment and to stay on
It was illusory impression that we have sway over it and won
In fact we are where we were initially
No break through or in road is made really
We have strived hard to maintain the personal identity
To some extent we have succeeded to maintain the entity
As an intelligent human being, we are still ignorant
It was desperate search and efforts were constant
It was deeply probed to find out the exact mission
Why are we on earth with so much of confusion?
We may find some of the solutions from religious source
Something can be addressed from powerful speech force
The religious heads try to harp on fruitless drive
It is still difficult to rely upon and believe
There is only one thing for sure
No on can perfectly make you assure
What all earthly things you may carry with?
Why are we tongue tied and showing only teeth?
Probably we have come to know after years toil
Anger, frustration and worries internally boil
No further aim is seen with continuation of life
It has been understood as edged end of knife
One quietly knows that everything has to be left behind
Nothing comes along and still no peace is likely to find
It is burning desire to do something worth while
The life is continued in quest for meanwhile
Even though it was battled through various means
There were enough of losses and gains
It has satisfied lust and good part of thinking
Most of the parts have left us in dilemma and sinking
One simple truth is definitely emerged
All conflicts and interests are peacefully merged
Something has been realized from the personal experience
Life was in total disagreement with lots of variance
Time has come to wake up and realize
The soul has to be searched and obliged
The life mission is lone battle
One must pick the truth and settle
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Routine and Style
Both husband and wife quarreled for a while
It was their routine and style
If by chance for one day they observe silence
If will be considered as golden chance
Even though it never happened in past
Life was moving at steady space but very fast
Both realized it is not good for coming days
So they found solution in mutually agreed ways
Each one of them will go and knock the wall
Strike at fast space until they breathe heavy and fall
In such way they used to keep control over anger
Sit together to dine when faced with hunger
They could understand now what was the meaning of rage?
How an powerful animal can become helpless in the cage?
If anger is controlled in any of the suggested manner
It may deliver well sooner or later
They had fought several times and broken many items in home
The anger and fight both was now over and unwelcome
They had decided to go in for a new relation
Left behind everything that was in question
Person learns everything with passage of time
They may have some mistakes here and there sometimes
That stage may not remain same for ever
One will have to adjust and plan for future
If both the characters are of same temperament
There may develop unnecessary friction and development
If one gets good sense in immediate time
Life can be brought back on wheels at any time
Both now are leading now happy life and enjoy
They have no worry at home and plenty of time to spend with joy
If animals can compromise and come to the terms
We are human beings then why can’t we think turn?
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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
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I Do Not Want To Go
'No, No, No, I don't want to go'
Time has not yet come for me to show
To the world that I have left this world for simple reason
I want to live here for some more years as a wealthy person
What I have seen in this world up to this time?
Childhood has consumed most part of the time
Where was I given choice to act of my own?
Now only I have come across and known
I spent time recklessly in young age
I did lots of bad things which can not be written on page
'Poor adventurous age' so I too followed same
It too passed off and this old age suddenly came
I did lot many things to corner enough of wealth
I knew I had no time so did not care even about health
I employed all tricks and fooled the people
Got as much as I wanted and finished the struggle
As soon as I realized that now is time to rest
This death bell rang to wind up my life's best
How can God be that cruel to impose such will?
I am afraid that not much time is left still
What will happen to my palatial building?
And to those precious emeralds which are in hiding?
Oh no God, give me some more time to adjust
I have no one so close here to whom I can trust
Now I realize why people wake up in late age
Wind up everything in time and skillfully manage
Now I am caught in cross fire and can't resign
I shall soon be put on fire and body may be consigned to flame
Give me some more time for worship as I followed nothing
Life was enjoyed as if it may not have any end for something
I repent now for not having utilized it in best way
The death lords may come anytime and take me away
Still I wish that I could be spared
To think about death I shouldn't be dared
Wealth, property and ornaments I have adored
It may all now be of no use and stored
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Congratulation
I must whole heartedly congratulate
A loving tribute to octogenarian and relate
How life might have given him sleepless nights?
To spend the entire life at ease with resolve to fight
I love his one remark about country
A beautiful land bestowed on us by almighty
Motherland must be felt as matter of pride by all of us
Let us strengthen his belief with all the trust
Let the destiny day come as sense of fulfillment
Let our soul feel at that time as proudest moment
We have lived with diverse culture and affinity
A rarest thing ever found in world history
It is rare gesture to a person
Who has spent entire life with noble reasons?
He could rest and spend time easily
Yet he offered to the services of literature readily
Let us all wish him great success
Good health and wealth with easy access
It may provide him means to live
Life to be enjoyed and relived
Life is to be lived at full length
Not in number but with achievement and strength
He has done it with extra ordinary zeal
I wish him all the success in life real
We may pick some threads
Take a lesson and like to lead
More to learn and more to read
From life itself before we are no more or dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life is not a small thing
Life changes from day to day
Life is flexible and life is a long journey
Life brings unexpected events as compared to the previous one's
Life consequences changes many lives to a new life and difficult life
Some people view life as a difficult aspect
Some thinks that life is a challenge to them
Some people feels that life is worthless
Some people thinks that life is controlled by money
Hard working always brings a good life
Being with your family brings a good life
money alone does not bring a good life
having a place to worship our Heavnly Father brings a good life
For one to survive in this world, one must be tolerate
One should be disciplened and give respect to everybody
One should be wise in this 'wise world'
One should be careful of harmful aspects of life
Life is not sweet but easy but some say it is hectic not harsh
poem by Franklin Spetuxolo Lateta
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