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Allay your fears

He is right there
To draw you near
Allays your fear
Considers you very dear

What is there in name?
Is it not fair in game?
Greenery and beautiful flowers in garden
They may boom all of sudden

You are just special
You need not go for any facial
You been accepted as it is
Whether you love him or tease

He is not with you for any jokes
He wants the relation not amidst smokes
It is really hard time to give a thought
A clear win is definitely sought

You may like him and consider as dearest
You may not think or bother about the rest
He may definitely prove as best
It is really to have come out of test

He may pat you very gently
The things may move very smoothly
It is really a delicate situation
It is real love and not simple infatuation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Before marriage

What a girl might be thinking before her marriage?
Lot many happy dreams that has come up with age
A beautiful journey to be taken along with companion
A bond of never ending dreams and nice union!

So many friends come forward to suggest
What factors to be remembered as best?
What to forget outright and what to digest?
Well orchestrated rehearsal for coming test

All anxieties in mind for ship to anchor at the port
Clear worries with all illusions to garner the support
The sky may naturally clear off with clouds disappearance
When meeting will be taking with full trust and faith at once

Life has been put to me as two wheels of cart
I may prove its test and find charm at the start
Love to accommodate and live with whatever he has
Try to find out some good smile that must fit on face?

I foresee and anticipate male domination
Flowers presentation with vigorous aggression
Under the name of holy bond to witness the surrender
All speculations to come at rest when meet the real challenger

What will be left out me after that sweet encounter?
I think everything will move on smoothly thereafter
Life may go on with all the dreams to realize one after another
Worries to be kept at bay and not much of it left to bother

What will be stand on the way here after as one sage is over?
Find fine tuning with the circumstances and enjoy under cover
What else can be expected when all the anxieties are over in one night?
A peaceful life with not much to think what is wrong or right

In girl’s life such a stage come once in life time?
Where fears remain in remote corner sometimes
Yet that situation is preferred with fear or joy
We call it a fun but worth to enjoy it with beautiful toy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sort of infatuation

I came back fast on net
I never wanted her to go or let
It was some sort of infatuation
But was not sure of real relation

It is gradual process in any development
But turns on to alter as happy moment
How one feels about other!
Dreams about to come true and bother

In young age you may term it as natural
Like spring it is welcome and comes as usual
But what about love in later stage of autumn?
When one thinks about beautiful flowers in garden

Oh! Is it called love of real nature?
I repeatedly asked self but was not sure
It created ripples and I turned cold
What would they term it in this selfish world?

I wrote about end of the road
When one is suddenly facing load
Love of young woman in life and its impact
Oh! God it is tremendous courage and powerful act

I think again and again
She is my mate and new concern
Life has made simple 'u' turn
I wan to come back to her in return

She has thought of my fading star
I shall soon be leaving very far
As destiny has narrow and wide angle
Soon it may create for her a trouble

I may dream about her till end
If not as permanent but special friend
That keeps my vigor and strength
In tact and prepares to go to any length

I now want to love and live more
She has given hope to explore
New horizons and new vast land
Where she and I can walk hand in hand

Fear grips me all of sudden
She has cared for me even
I now offer her complete faith
Till I breathe last at the time of death

The spirit inside weakens me
Allows me to come out of cage and feel free
It is same place and shade underneath the tree
Where I had dreamed about her as honeybee
‘
How do I dare to tell about secret?
Life has only few moments to set
It may take few more years
No one may believe even my own ears

I shall still be high in sky
Twinkling as star but feeling very much shy
What did I give her in return to her for life support?
I have no answer for it or to report

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A sweet affair

It was sweet but not one time affair
It was also not good on my part to think it as fair
It had come all of sudden in life as surprise
I thought it prudent on my part to be wise

Many may be starving for such an occasion
They may not be in position to keep good liaison
It requires human touch and gentle care
You can’t easily afford to loose or dare

I thought how it could happen in isolation?
How can we hide or makes its revelation?
It is really an embarrassing situation
It happens with all when faced with infatuation

The relation is not built in a day
It is got its own sphere and way
We may make move to realize it
Time may prove whether it may be sour or sweet

After all we are all human
This phenomenon is almost common
No one can live without human touch
There is hidden desire and natural crunch

We may last to enjoy it for forever
It has got its special fervor
Life can’t be dreamed about its exclusion
It can lead to happiness and joy If finds inclusion

Love means special attachment with full dedication
When you go in for it means it is good indication
It may mushroom and engulf you with liking
It may not be there at all or even slightly striking

It may make a living haven on earth
Lie may be lived at full length with its worth
It may really prove to be strength
When you have combination and same wave length

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't break up

We were drawn initially by outer show
I too was immature and did not grow
We threw all our lots to beautiful dreamland
Moved hand in hand freely in fairy’s land

Don’t breakup as I had been yours
Number of beautiful dreams was ours
We decided to make it heaven
We cared for little things even

It was never you who let me down
You always praised my eyes brown
You just preferred me and not by noun
You had promised me let go even crown

I found earth so wonderful
All ponds and rivers had water full
Nature too appeared fine and not dull
App appeared wonderfully nice and cool

Clear sky with glittering bright stars
Silver shining rays seemed with no distance far
Suddenly it became known it was going to dry
It was going different way I don’t know why?

I had heard many times happy relation end very soon
There was to be autumn for end of boom
Nothing was to be worked out in closed room
Happiness was to end with decadence of gloom

Nothing was moving on expected lines
Everything in doldrums with absolutely no fines
What was I to do with sudden “U-turn?
Watch its early demise and tearfully mourn

I had offered everything that was to be done
All with sincerity and sparing efforts none
Still it was proving hard nuts to crack
Life train was not moving and skidding off the track

Life can move on easily with two fine wheels
Clear understanding with powerful will
What efforts do I make to make it more worthwhile?
Simple devotion and to walk for an extra mile

I am almost pushed to the deep corner
I have explored all possibilities to garner
I am not sure of succeeding in new Endeavour
I only want his support and not simple favor

I think it is crucial that both should hold together
No worldly things influence us or bother
We try to follow and understand each other
Though it is very simple to inch further

The total mess should end up in healthy relation
Break up must be ruled out as out of question
How to move further should be the main criteria?
Not to woo each other or making fresh plea

I will hold it fast unto end of life
You need not prove to be an ideal wife
What may make it worth while and trust worthy?
There should be real trust and not simple apathy

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Enemy within

Don’t breakup as I had been yours
Number of beautiful dreams was ours
We decided to make it heaven
We cared for little things even

We were drawn initially by outer show
I too was immature and did not grow
We threw all our lots to beautiful dreamland
Moved hand in hand freely in fairy’s land

It was never you who let me down
You always praised my eyes brown
You just preferred me and not by noun
You had promised me let go even crown

I found earth so wonderful
All ponds and rivers had water full
Nature too appeared fine and not dull
App appeared wonderfully nice and cool

Clear sky with glittering bright stars
Silver shining rays seemed with no distance far
Suddenly it became known it was going to dry
It was going different way I don’t know why?

I had heard many times happy relation end very soon
There was to be autumn for end of boom
Nothing was to be worked out in closed room
Happiness was to end with decadence of gloom

Nothing was moving on expected lines
Everything in doldrums with absolutely no fines
What was I to do with sudden “U-turn?
Watch its early demise and tearfully mourn

I had offered everything that was to be done
All with sincerity and sparing efforts none
Still it was proving hard nuts to crack
Life train was not moving and skidding off the track

Life can move on easily with two fine wheels
Clear understanding with powerful will
What efforts do I make to make it more worthwhile?
Simple devotion and to walk for an extra mile

I am almost pushed to the deep corner
I have explored all possibilities to garner
I am not sure of succeeding in new Endeavour
I only want his support and not simple favor

I think it is crucial that both should hold together
No worldly things influence us or bother
We try to follow and understand each other
Though it is very simple to inch further

The total mess should end up in healthy relation
Break up must be ruled out as out of question
How to move further should be the main criteria?
Not to woo each other or making fresh plea

I will hold it fast unto end of life
You need not prove to be an ideal wife
What may make it worth while and trust worthy?
There should be real trust and not simple apathy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A trouble in offing

It didn’t trouble me when she said” I love you”
It also didn’t bother me when she repeated “I hate you”
It didn’t surprise me when she smilingly said” I need you”
It altogether sent me in shock when she said” I need you”

Where was I heading for and what was in store?
I had read many instances and had read this before
This was proving something like bolt from blue
But nonetheless it was unfortunately right and very true

Well, it was almost like fairy’s tale and floated before eyes
Innocent face was troubling me and her elegant way of telling bye
What was her sense of putting it straight to me without for any answer?
Well it may be real test of time and may be happening with only fewer

Real moon shine and twinkle stars did not appeal me much
I was not in trouble but in fact had not thought over for such
I don’t what did she read in me and came forward with proposal
What was I expected to deliver for its quick disposal?

I looked at vast horizon and wondered for the natural magic
All birds and animals had sound sleep and some insects made music
I restlessly moved around for answer but found no way out
I decided not to slip off the opportunity and to think about

I don’t know whether it is ethical or against the natural law
Why at all it should result into straining of relation or develop thaw?
It must be taken as any other relationship resulting into bond
I felt for her immensely as fish may be finding it in pond

I carefully weighted the pro and cons and decided to give it fair try
It never occurred to me for any other reason and felt shy
Some of the questions should never be asked for why?
If it was the destiny then I must try for strong wings to fly

I had no way to look backward and analyze the situation
I dreamt of healthy and fine relation barring infatuation
It was lovely linkage for better tie up and understanding
Though situation was little awkward and more demanding

I hope and pray that it should mushroom and find the day’s light
It must be mutually advantageous and to the everybody’s delight
Love is after all God’s gift and can’t be had at paying prize
I accept it as simple divine shower and happily summrize

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's Too Real

You keep talkin' - who you trying to kid?
Tryin' to keep your feelings hid
And i'm a prisoner of the past
It's so hard to make a good thing last
We know history
Over and over, will it repeat
Hey you, it's only me
No heart on my sleeve
Here we go, some things are inevitable
Don't we know, it could be so beautiful
It's too real
Situation flammable
Love is, love is, love is....
A big scary animal
Hey girl, be a man
Why'd you let it get out of hand
Hey boy, be a girl
Who wants to live in a man's world?
Come down, feel the ground
We can't keep going 'round and around
I know it's only you
Can i refuse? can i refuse? can i refuse?
Hey boy, serves you right
Why'd you have to take that bite
Hey girl, play your game
God knows they're all the same
Hey girl, listen up
No use drink' from that broken cup
Hey man, feel the fear
Someday i'm gonna catch your tears
Here we go, some things are inevitable
Don't we know, it could be so beautiful
It's too real
Situation flammable
Love is, love is, love is....
A big scary animal

song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Holy Home

Dear sir, it was God will
Else he might have been alive still
The great souls are needed there
They have to pick up from somewhere

It was your holy home
Only your son was welcome
God has taken note of your charity
He was loved by almighty

He could, otherwise laid you to rest
That is the only endurance and test
The destiny was decided as something different
The apostles were directly sent

You have seen and passed through age
How difficult it is now to manage!
I wish almighty give long endurance
You pass this test also at once

You brought him up with great care
No one could challenge him or dare
He was beautiful rose in your garden
His departure at this stage was all of sudden

It may take years to heal
You may miss him and feel
But remember it is God’s will
You are chosen for time to kill

It is your self service and wisdom
No one can challenge and understand seldom
God has give pain but may give strength too
This is advice but very true

You were blessed with enough of wealth
I wish and pray for nice stay with good health
It may be considered as serious blow
But He has bless you divine glow

You may last and endure
With so much peace for sure
The mission entrusted may be fulfilled
The humanity thrust in you will never be killed

Think not what the blow has delivered
Bear in mind what Gold has offered
You are still at helm of affairs
The garden may boom again with all the flowers

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Brown Eyes

Brown eyes with sparkling light,
Standing before me just to right,
Inviting me near but not to fight,
May be closer views and clear sight,

I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes as if deem lamps lit,
Why sudden interest in me hit?
Muscled body with physique fit,

May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colours different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,

I too was ready for open meet,
Shaking body with crumbling feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
Nothing was wrong for ground to explore,

Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt sincere but confidence not lack,

Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow and not sour,

Kind gesture with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
Grab the opportunity as the time was right,

Soon developed intense love and bond,
Deep relations and each other fond,
Love was to succeed with ultimate marriage,
Simple arrangement and not as carriage,

All was done with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understand and rapport,
Extending good will and complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested report

When I look back and simply ponder?
No simple answer but only wonder,
No clouds to make loud thunder,
Simple acknowledgement with easy surrender

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's Too Real (Big Scary Animal)

-- written by Charlotte Caffey, Belinda Carlisle,
Ralph Schuckett
You keep talkin' - who you trying to kid?
Tryin' to keep your feelings hid
And I'm a prisoner of the past
It's so hard to make a good thing last
We know history
Over and over, will it repeat
Hey you, it's only me
No heart on my sleeve
Here we go, some things are inevitable
Don't we know, it could be so beautiful
It's too real
Situation flammable
Love is, love is, love is....
A big scary animal
Hey girl, be a man
Why'd you let it get out of hand
Hey boy, be a girl
Who wants to live in a man's world?
Come down, feel the ground
We can't keep going 'round and around
I know it's only you
Can I refuse? Can I refuse? Can I refuse?
Hey boy, serves you right
Why'd you have to take that bite
Hey girl, play your game
God knows they're all the same
Hey girl, listen up
No use drink' from that broken cup
Hey man, feel the fear
Someday I'm gonna catch your tears
Here we go, some things are inevitable
Don't we know, it could be so beautiful
It's too real
Situation flammable
Love is, love is, love is....
A big scary animal

song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Special

I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you

song performed by by Vitamin C
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In Beautiful Garden

Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about

Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age

Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied

Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however

It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise

It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come

In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune

Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds

Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A papa in same boat

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa you too....part II

I continue to wonder and also enjoy,
Rejoice at home but not others to annoy,
Tease papa always with broad smile
Soon it was to prove deception for while

If myth was reality and ready to explode,
Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade,
Time has come when spade is to be called spade,
Memory is short and ready to fade,

One fine morning I ventured into garden,
Flowers were in boom and fruits so laden,
Blossom could be seen and was at its peak,
Future was to turn gloom and soon to be bleak,

I heard laugh and murmuring voice,
It was my papa roaming with lady nice,
Was this real papa who used to be so kind?
I was loosing sense with disturbed mind

I held long breath and wept for while,
Papa at home always used to smile,
we may now loose pap by extra mile
in our own home we may live in exile

was mother at fault that she never learnt?
Did she know already and allow finger to be burnt?
I didn't know as what is to be done,
Is that to be called fate which took on us sudden?

I sat restless but not preferred to hate,
Papa used to come home not very late,
There was never a question where I had to rate,
Was that not cruel game played by the fate?

I still do relish and find you papa dear,
You may have been bitter by long many years,
Mom being ugly you couldn't her bear,
Life may be very hard and out of gear,

You may have compelling reasons,
But you never changed with seasons,
You took great care and looked after us well,
Life continued to be difficult and living hell,

Papa I see the reasons behind,
Though it may be new for me to find,
I won't be carried away by heavy wind,
Heart may feel heavy, thoughts full in mind,

Papa I never blame you for simple reason,
you have been always kind and also human,
Had it been fact so and you with other woman?
I too feel as a female and not as simple layman,

had it not been papa you so dear?
We would have lived always with unknown fear,
Would have faced woes and no one could hear,
Could have lost simply with no patience to ears,

So to say papa you are still the best,
At least we could find home as nest,
We continue to rest trying our best,
Days may pass and future will be test,

I never regret your decision precise,
Hold you with high esteem in our premise,
Never I may utter a word even at my demise,
I say this to self and make you promise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A sense of deep feeling

I had the sense of deep feeling
Had strong urge and of course willing
But from inside something was killing
I could not decide whether it was end or beginning

It is strong human bond that forces for something
You might have got all or desired for everything
Still it needs warmth and special relation
If so then you are kind hearted person with such indication

It is not matter for open discussion
But make sure of it before having any passion
You must give fair trial for its durability
Such relation may only last long if has fine quality

Just pose a question where you are loved person
If so then what are the most probable reasons
Do you love your self than any body else?
Or is it simply infatuation or feelings very false?

There is no fun in rushing for quick result
You draw flake and sometimes insults
There are likely chances of failure
So make it reasonable to feel very sure

The intense feeling and eyes do the rest
You can read it and feel it as best
It has its own merits and demerits
You make sure where does it fit

The love is not a feeling to be prepared in advance
It takes place all of sudden and at once
No one knows when and why it will happen?
It is bound to take place if not desired even

It ahs fair chance of succeeding at any stage
Only it requires coming at the right age
As it is writing of words on new page
It is definitely a delicate and critical phase

One must make it sure that it is blessings
Not a single aspect must go unnoticed or missing
It is beautiful stage and must be felt immensely
It is God gift and must be treated as heavenly

It may have little sex angle or body attachment
But it is deep feeling with glorious moment
Some of the moments run along with mutual consent
But over all impact is understood and felt

I shall consider it as holy union
There is nothing wrong to seek companion
It is after all a strong bond with passion
One is ready for its acceptance and admission

I shall not deny its existence
The whole outlook is changed in its presence
You are stopped from doing something bad
Denial of its role may make you unstable and sad

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Gift

(McDonaldHarrisIngram)
So many will worry
On this christmas day
But many just goes so far anyway
When the shopping is over
It's all said and done
The story's the same for everyone
'cause one gift
Already given that will stand the test of time
Love and mercy
Sweet forgiveness
A gift from god the father to all mankind
Hallelujah
[Repeat]
Christmas is special
The time that we share
The joy and the music fill the air
But let us remember
The message is clear
He sent us a savior to draw us near
With one love
From the beginning
That will span the rest of time
A child is born to a world that lies waiting
To prove our father's love for all mankind
Hallelujah
[Repeat]
This good news
The greatest gift we share
So let us have no fear
As we sing hallelujah
'cause one gift
Already given
That will stand the test of time
Love and mercy
Sweet forgiveness
A gift from god the father to all mankind
Hallelujah
[Repeat]

song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Statistically Speaking

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
From the viewpoint of a human being...
I detect us humans,
Are the least important things,
On this Earth.
And the water, grass and trees...
Are the 'real' things,
Mother Nature wishes more to treat!

I perceive our existence here,
Is not so high on the list.
Since we are an experiment.
Even though we choose to think of ourselves,
As the center of the universe.
And here to live in a permanence!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.

We leech and feed,
Off what nature offers.
We know nothing but conflict!
And this chaos we foster.
There are laws created to discriminate.
Yet we discuss things loved...
And show how much we despise and hate.
We infiltrate and pillage,
Lands where others live.
We take without thought.
Causing blood to shed.
And worship heartache.
As we lay alone sleepless in our beds!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
With faith we fake brotherhood!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Believing prayer delivers escape!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
And cry like spoiled children!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
With no guilt of remorse to eliminate...
The taste of life,
Made of just frosted cake!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
We treat ourselves and others like sheep!
To fleece the wool.
Because we're full of bull!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
We take without thought.
Causing blood to shed.
And worship heartache.
As we lay alone,
Sleepless in our beds!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Yes!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Yes!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Yes!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Avoid annoyance

If I am given will power to do
I shall definitely prove it true
Do nothing that shall hurt anyone
Please all and liked by everyone

It is neither something you do to avoid annoyance
Not means of cheap method of convenience
It is best easily available means at once
It needs no expertise but simple substance

No one may go in for repaying in reverse
As it may create some sort of repentance in adverse
This no one wants to invite at terrible cost
As world is suffering from it at the most

It is not giving any type of joy or advantage
One is always at pain and unable to manage
As heart will be filled with grief all the time
Somewhere it will pinch in corner as if committed crime

Love has been realized as powerful tool all the way
It is remembered in way or other if lost hope rays
That kind gesture is all the way coming on the memory screen
Afterwards love and hate relation does not emerge or ever seen

I had been ardent supporter of such ways from the beginning
I have firm belief and strong conviction even though the chances are thinning
It has still enough power and strength to steer the course amidst crisis
This is the one of the reason that has been constantly laid with the emphasis

Even all Messiahs, prophets and Gods have descended beautiful earth with message
What is not visualized or envisaged is the clear impact of its smooth passage?
Why we all have to undergo such sufferings and pain for the absence of true love?
It is within us with all divine blessings and it needs simple try to prove

Momentary ups and down can rule the scene for moment
It should never discourage us from our noble movement
It is very hard to replace love with permanent painful hatred
As it will never grant us any clemency to feel better and to be lead

Time may pass like smooth and silent river water
No hindrance on the way or fear of being altered
As it has its own course to look forward and move
Any misgivings about being hated should be removed

If you accept the love being only divine gift
There is hardly any chance of being misinterpreted as rift
As the love is trying to flow in unique way with clear impact
Even blind may feel it with the emergence of real feelings in fact

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Is marriage a forced......i

Is marriage a forced prostitution?
Or part of noble institution?
Why there be irrelevant question?
Or even stress and specific mention,

When tied a nuptial knot,
No question of no or not,
After so many wrangles fought,
Beautiful creature in vision is caught,

Many argue it is decided in heaven,
Not facing odds but some situation also even,
When marriage is over, happy ending then,
Question arises how to begin new life and when,

Initial days pass with happiness and joy,
To keep bride happy all tactics employ,
Each passing of day may add happiness or gloom,
Flowers also may fade after initial boom,

When wife starts distancing self,
All utensils make noise in shelf,
Soon to realize reality and gravity of situation,
Days may be over marking end of infatuation,

With issue of one or two more kids,
Most of the time spent on feeds,
Slackness in relation emerge to surface,
Wife may feel as if going near to furnace,

All this lead to scuffle and unrest,
Real time comes when relation to test,
All try to avoid and keep it as best,
Everything now done is at their behest,

Legal pundits say marriage can be termed,
Forced prostitution may be but can’t be named,
Court may term it as torture and atrocity,
Life can be in doldrums and not remain as continuity,

Whether willing or unwilling she has to submit,
Though not to liking but surrender and admit,
But it is long and painful debate,
Matter should end and nothing more to relate,

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let Our Love Be As It Ought (Villanelle)

Let our love be as it ought
while you are true to me,
with something special in every thought

as something valuable that we have brought
that goes much further than just charity.
Let our love be as it ought

simple, sincere as if its joy cannot be bought
as it is present with us daily
with something special in every thought

that comes by itself out of the blue unsought
as a gift from the divine without iniquity.
Let our love be as it ought

like a pool of cool water in the drought,
that more than quenches and sets the spirit free
with something special in every thought

as if we found something we have constantly sought,
in the way that by God it is set to be.
Let our love be as it ought
with something special in every thought.

poem by Gert Strydom
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