Always To Greet With
Always to greet with 'good morning 'and start
This is our tradition and has remained as part
Whenever I see close friend on line I sincerely wish
Welcome with sentiments and delightfully finish
I said to friend 'what is there in morning and evening? '
It must always end with ever lasting joy and smiling
I for one shared this concept right from the beginning
Give all kind of expressions and bring on their face little shining
I often say it with smile and style
That speaks of you magnificently meanwhile
Words sometimes may remain in close file
But gesture speaks in volumes all the while
Happiness is something like to be shown in its kind
You need not go in open market to find
It is not the commodity to be out rightly purchased
Sometimes it is eluding but needs to be constantly chased
One of my friend lives far but always closer to heart
I feel as if she is inseparable and dominant part
Whenever we meet some pleasant exchanges are made
But not revealing each others mind as secret trade
I have named her 'oldie' but nice hearted person
She is there as teacher, glider and available in all the seasons
I quite frankly enter into skirmishes and alter the scene
But she may come up with fierce mood and real chance to be seen
She is great but what do I dream for her?
Nothing but a wish to see smile from her
A rare quality to be witnessed from human being
But equally to be seen from birds when they sing
She is wealthy but not poor in any of the aspects
She responds in immediate manner with respect
I still tease her to invite some hostile reaction
She flares up in rage but offers smooth action
She stands as star alone in the sky
Twinkle at night and force me to fly
With all my fancy and ideals
She is in fact lovely person and quality in real
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Always to greet with...
Always to greet with "good morning "and start
This is our tradition and has remained as part
Whenever I see close friend on line I sincerely wish
Welcome with sentiments and delightfully finish
I said to friend "what is there in morning and evening? "
It must always end with ever lasting joy and smiling
I for one shared this concept right from the beginning
Give all kind of expressions and bring on their face little shining
I often say it with smile and style
That speaks of you magnificently meanwhile
Words sometimes may remain in close file
But gesture speaks in volumes all the while
Happiness is something like to be shown in its kind
You need not go in open market to find
It is not the commodity to be out rightly purchased
Sometimes it is eluding but needs to be constantly chased
One of my friend lives far but always closer to heart
I feel as if she is inseparable and dominant part
Whenever we meet some pleasant exchanges are made
But not revealing each others mind as secret trade
I have named her "oldie" but nice hearted person
She is there as teacher, glider and available in all the seasons
I quite frankly enter into skirmishes and alter the scene
But she may come up with fierce mood and real chance to be seen
She is great but what do I dream for her?
Nothing but a wish to see smile from her
A rare quality to be witnessed from human being
But equally to be seen from birds when they sing
She is wealthy but not poor in any of the aspects
She responds in immediate manner with respect
I still tease her to invite some hostile reaction
She flares up in rage but offers smooth action
She stands as star alone in the sky
Twinkle at night and force me to fly
With all my fancy and ideals
She is in fact lovely person and quality in real
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Close friend
Close friend
I proposed her to be close friend
I was sure she will shoot up and end
With hostile reaction and flare up
"Nonsense proposal to be torn off"
I was taken a back and stared
I had taken a chance and dared
She was no where seen in mood
I completely lost her and not understood
But no, she sprang a surprise
She gained composure and took to praise
I expected long run and chase
But saw much of relief on her face
She didn't believe in for what I had asked
What was right for her and at stake?
I explained honestly about feelings
She listened to but still remained unwilling
In fact she had lot more in mind
What was going on and how to find?
I was presenting lovely picture
She shook her head as was unsure
I was moving close to her
That she took lightly and did not bother
I gathered strength to hold her hand
And proposed to be close and real friend
I was not sure about what was going on in her mind
It was great task to lure her and to find
But I was sure of her falling in my sincerity
She was nice with sober and good woman like quality
I just drew her near and whispered in ear
How much time you need to decide in year?
Come closer and just be the one like others?
I am prepared to stay with you and share
She put her eyes down and submitted
I moved hand around and admitted
Her company as great achievement
The glorious and memorable happy moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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New Friend
You get overjoyed when find new friend
Like precious jewel from market at the end
Same can happen in your real life too as fine catch
When you find a friend with equal caliber and match
We are brought very close even though stay very far
The time zones push us to see day or with night stars
One such great friend greeted me with big smile
I was happy to receive him with earnest meanwhile
I felt too small before such talented writer
She seemed to me a gifted and talented fighter
As I too belonged to literary world
She must have felt delight to have me in her fold
As customary approach, it was nice exchange and pleasantries
It is all needed and necessary
We need someone to share our world and news
As it may bring us to some understanding with views
“We are all human with so many errors
It can’t be hidden in mirrors
Those reflections may speak very clear”
I was going so near by making it clear
I found her equally amazing with words
They were razor sharp and like edge of sword
Not sharp to kill a person with sharpness
But bravely clearing point on the face
This was drawing us closer
There were many good posers
It was all shared with tremendous respect and joy
I was gifted with very good Sunday to enjoy
This is how once gets to know the world across
It is like lightening force
That may spark around and may be seen
Lovely thing to enjoy and movably seen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nice to see you
"Hello, nice to see you here"
I was stunned to hear her
She was long time friend on line
I felt so excited and very fine
I wished her a happy life and good health
And she reciprocated it with equal warmth
"What a way to remember long time friend!
Even if with not in speaking terms can be mended
I felt like rushing to her
She was nice and very kind to care
I memorized her by saying many good things
You remember a friend for small or minute things
She was quick enough to invite in her land
An invitation very rare to refuse from friend
I was so much moved by her gesture
Saw an opportunity to see her in future
How do you remember so minutely?
I asked her in confidence lately
She was firm with reply and smiled
"You are so sweet" her reply was styled
You are white skinned woman
And I am man of dark complexion
She was not hesitant and acknowledged
Nice gesture with good humor well managed
It is common to find a person
You find some good things with reasons
But to stay for long with absence
And come out with same eagerness is real essence
You are lovely man with good nature
She was summing up with bold posture
I felt heavenly under the sky
She was worth to remember and try
As I was approaching evening in life
To find life time friend is to experience an edge of knife
It is difficult to judge and understand mentality
Yet it proved as an acid test with very good quality
I wondered about water pond in desert
She was same with all love to insert
I felt it unique in this hostile world
I felt gracious act on her part and lucky to be in her fold
People take an affront to friendship
Someone may remark it with bad sportsmanship
I always disregard their opinion and continue to surge
Accede to request and go on making new friends with strong urge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only Oldie
I remember only oldie,
Grey hair looks like Goldie,
Her temperament and anger same as before
But she is liked and praised therefore
She is now in law
But prefers to remain out of law
Nicely engaged with customary routine
Happy to be with daughters in line
I shall pay her due respect
As she is the only one in good act
She may come fighting and go back
But mind that she is intelligent and not crack
She has way of her own
Hardly prefers to remain known
She is teacher but rally bad one
She won’t hear to any one
She is principled lady
Cares for self and not somebody
But so much with humor and self respect
Always in line with circumstances and on track
I love and like her as any body would love to friend
Many times she has shown me exit and road to end
But she is as lovely as anybody else
She has pride, honor and wants nothing else
What would she expect from all?
A nice behavior and descent call
She won’t tolerate any kind nuisance
She may come back heavily at once
To have such friend as treasure
The happiness and joy you can never measure
It is how you spend your time with dearest one
As at least there is some one to remind someone
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Great Friendship
Did Anyone Ever Tell You
How Important You Make Others Feel,
Somebody out here is smiling
About friendship that is so real.
Did Anyone Ever Tell You that
Many Times When they were sad,
Your lovely voice made them smile a bit
In fact, It made me so happy.
Each time you send something
Sharing whatever you have,
There are No Words to Thank You
But Somebody thinks you're a great friend.
Did Anyone Ever Tell You
Just How Much They Love You
Well, My Dearest Friend
Today I am Telling You that
I love you so much.
You're a great friend,
My true friend,
No words can described them
How great you are.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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True Friend <3
A real friend is someone who walks in when everybody else walks out,
A real friend shares all the good times and helps you in the bad,
A real friend knows all about you but loves you anyway,
A real friend is like a star, you dont always see them, but you know they're always there,
A real friend is like a diamond, precious and rare,
A real friend can tell you things you don't want to tell yourself,
A real friend reaches for your hand, but touches your heart
A real friend is like a 4-leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have,
A real friend thinks you're a good egg even though you're half cracked,
A real friend is very difficult to find, hard to leave and impossible to forget
poem by Caoimhe Daly
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I Have A Friend
I have a friend who cannot walk
I have a friend all he does is talk
I have a friend, Philippe is his name
I have a friend and we are just the same
I have a friend he’s seventeen years old
I have a friend who has a heart of gold
I have a friend who would catch me if I fall
It is only that he has no legs at all
I have a friend and when my friend was seven
A car ran over him and he almost went to heaven
I have a friend with a smile that I adore
I have a friend who lives in a house of four
I have a friend his family is his home
I have a friend who dreams of visiting Rome
I have a friend who is still finishing school
Yet some people tell him that for that he is a fool
I have a friend they say he is disabled
He has no legs and for that he is labeled
I have a friend who has a friend
They were made for each other; their love will never end
I have a friend who likes to name the stars
I have a friend and what he hates is cars
I have a friend who’s happier than you and me
I have a friend who’s shown me how happy I can be
I have a friend who’s had his bad times too
I have a friend who’s better than me and you
I have a friend so dear to me and kind
That another one like him I shall never find!
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To a Friend
I had made promise
To be friendly and nice
As her name stood well for name
I sincerely praised her and never blamed
Today she has her birthday
I wish it to become shining and special day
All relatives and friends may be wishing
I need my silver button to brass with polishing
What would is ay to her?
A bouquet in hand to offer
With wishes of long life
Peaceful and sans strife
Smile costs nothing
It conveys beautifully something
If you can offer little happiness
That may reflect cleverly on your face
I would wish you to be friendly
Never a thought in your mind to reveal sadly
That can be real wish on this very beautiful day
Keep always in mind of never going away
Not eyes, face or language may speak
They may only infuriate and make you weak
Just little gesture may make all that beautiful
Life then would be so lovely and purposeful
I may not like stars and moon
As they may disappear soon
But you may remain for long
Even if sometimes I may go wrong
Let roses not fade away from the scene
As it will be auspicious day to be seen
You may shine in your beautiful dress
A lovely smile to be watched on face
Smile you always bear and make it as habit
Many good things mar revolve around your orbit
You shall remain there as dominating force
I shall look with smiles at you of course
Wish your happiness may never fade
You may have all the way clear to trade
What you may not find always gone year
I shall wish you loudly in your ears
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A feeling for poet
You be my interwoven inspirer
rather than ardent admirer
I am just learner and look at
you for everything to set
I may have all
special with name to call
show happiness as I feel
With equal magnitude and zeal
I could have walked only one step
it could have been complete failure with slap
you caught my hand with as invisible friend
Now I see tunnel very bright at the end
I was no where to be seen
I was rather very much keen
You came like angel on scene
Restored at place where I should have been
I was expecting no miracle
I was trying but was unable
To project and get acclaim
It was unfounded claim
How could then it be realized?
How all mistakes can be well analyzed?
No one may feed you back with correct intensity?
This is one of the fine and rarest quality
I did see in her a helping hand
Though I did not see in her invisible friend
She is in her self a great poetess
I can not assess her very less
She may not be around
But I feel the fact and found
It is common fact and knowledge
One can always have clear edge
It is blessing to find a right person
Some flowers are found in all the seasons
You can not find any suitable logic
It has to do something with magic
You are drawn towards affection
You base everything on reciprocation
It speaks of intensity with action
You may not express but acknowledge it with no reaction
I have done all assessment
It was deep feeling in comments
It speaks well of your efforts
It leads to strengthening and rapport
Only poetic soul can respond and understand
The pulses and deep feeling can be the clear trend
You may go on appreciating the poetic skill
It is well intended move to speak of will
Why do we smile at kith and keen?
The unknown people can not be offered same scene
Why such thing is not seen or absent?
It is not to be offered to all at present
I could not hide my emotions
It may not be received with well propositions
I could speak nothing of my intention
It has found place with retention
The things may move on with orderly manner
It mays strengthen efforts and prove in order
The right things may emerge as solid gesture
It will speak clearly of well intention and future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Unique Friend Thats How We Roll :)
My friend is unique
My friend is one of a kind
My friend is perfect
My friend is someone hard to find
My friend is sweet
My friend is kind
My friend will always be there
My friend could just blow your mind
My friend has such a striking heart
My friend is so trustworthy
My friend he is oh so smart
My friend eased my pain
My friend dried my tears away
My friend that never faces fears
My friend has such an exquisite smile
My friend has the world’s purest heart by a mile
my dear friend thats how we roll
My friend that is best of the best in the entire world
My friend the one I will never forget of all the friends I’ve ever met…
you know who you are told you one day you will be a star as thats what you are :)
poem by Nicky Joyce
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A good gesture
Good morning and followed by evening
Whole day to play with very good innings
What can be good in preparation of meal?
If we don't enjoy it in real
There may be earnest desire
I can only praise and admire
There may very good dishes
It is all that I can hold as wishes
It has something to do with your hospitality
It is pure gesture to friend as humanity
Who does it all as mere formality?
It is nothing but fine quality
You invite the friends with view to cater
It may be proved soon there after
Your affection and wish may certainly reflect
It may speak more about your generous act
Serve them well with nice and sweet words
You may have gratitude there after words
They may not speak word in anticipation
It is your humble desire and participation
It is gathering strength with fine gesture
Friends may find comforts and reassure
Their whole hearted feeling for sure
It has dedicated love to be very pure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At pain
I am at pain to learn the outburst
It is unusual reaction from friend at first
I always tease her to spoil her mood
It has become now my habit and serves as food
I can’t remain at peace without provoking
Sometimes I may blow the air while smoking
This will infuriate her further and she may rush for kicking
I may possible bend down or prefer ducking
I don’t know but somehow I am her very good friend
I feel no remorse at the beginning or at the end
It is my way expressing strong attachment
She may all the way disagree and resent
She is very fond of receiving praise at some point of times
She expects it from me to come at given times
I disagree to such an unwanted gesture
How c can I please her when I am not at all sure?
She is teacher and very good at use of language
She may unnecessarily argue and actively engage
She may try to overemphasize without any point
She was in my opinion page without print
I tried to prove my point through innocent jokes
I was encountering hostile reaction without having any stakes
She was of course learned teacher but lacked a sense and brain
All y efforts were proving fruitless and going into drain
She may outburst with provocative use
I was determined to avoid its misuse
There was meeting point in our approach
It definitely lacked insight but I still poked
She was loosing patience and hell bent upon creating uproar
I too was equally harassing her with all unpleasant thing s to bear
It was her style of retaliation which was causing me little concern
I was helpless but suffering from bad friendship in turn
It might be happening with all but in different style
It may not be concerning them at all for while
We had cat and rat type relation
To stay from it was out of question
I don’t know how to appreciate her wishes
Where to oblige her and where to finish?
It may still augur well with our strong bond
We may live with love as fishes live in pond
We may have limited goal or nothing to expose
The main thing remains to be seen is how best we repose?
It may be nice if we remain tolerant to each other
It may bring us closer and never bother
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Deed Of A Friend....
A friend in need is a friend in deed, it is said;
A friend capable of helping by deed is needed.
There are many lip service friends everywhere;
Sans requesting and talk a friend should know
What another friend needs to be done in work!
“If you do this I will do that” is not nice of a friend;
This is done in business friendship but not in life.
This kind of business attitude is not long to follow;
That kind of friendship is not for long to continue.
Friend means one should be ready for anything!
A real friend does everything out of love for another;
That kind of friend is the need of a good friend here.
That friend does all for his friend to come up soon
And there lies real friendship lasting forever anywhere!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Really crazy
Some of the friends are really crazy
It will be damn difficult and not easy
To convince fully with real intent
I always feel bad about it and repent
Why can’t they understand the feeling behind?
Why do they not apply instinct and mind?
What does “no” mean to be taken for every time?
Is it proper to term it as affront and crime?
Nia is my best friend and wishes me every time
I wish to see her but does not say yes anytime
“No” she will reply and log out in anger
I will repeat every time the same and face the danger
She will not insult but not respond well either
She might have felt bad in past doesn’t want the storm together
I too understand but prefer to remind her and tease
She will smile but not make me feel at ease
I will repeatedly say “Friends are friends”
They will remain same at the end
They should know and recognize the face
She will not relent and budge in any case
I would tease her by saying “yes plus yes means yes”
I would further add by saying “No plus no means also yes”
She would assert and reply “once said means final no”
She is kind and I would never thinking of leaving her and go
She would contradict her own stand by saying different
“Opposite poles attract each other and like poles repellent”
I would laugh and offer no comment for simple reason
She is nice and very kind hearted person
The God has given a kind heart to the lady
She will oblige and always show she is ready
Only if the real intent and honesty is to be shown
No one can then stop you to occupy the position and own
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mistaken Identity
There are many times I have been mistaken
for something I am not.
People mistake me as an ordained priest,
but in fact, I am not.
You could call me an actor
who just happens to live the part.
Admittingly I do most things
a real priest would in their lives do,
give comfort to the sick and dying
and other things do.
However please do not be mistaken
that is not acting, its just part of my personality,
something I have always done
even before I got the part.
Those who needed my words of comfort
always seemed to find me,
and I would never turn them away.
Don’t ask me why I am this way;
there is no answer I can give you.
I hate to see suffering
whether it be in friend or foe.
I made a promise to myself
a long, long time ago
that if I could make someone smile
each and every day,
then I would be smiling too.
There have been a very few times occasions
when that promise has been broken,
because sometimes I could not do it.
They were mainly when
great sadness caught up with me,
but most of the time you will find me
with a smile on my face
and mischievous twinkle in my eye.
That is because at heart
I am something of a clown
and a practical joker.
One thing I am not
and something I will never be
is what many people call me,
and that is an angel
as there are too many faults
that lie behind me.
14 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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My Wishing Star
twinkle twinkle my wishing star
twinkle twinkle my lovely star
show the world who you are
make my wishes come true my little star
put me in a better place
reflect happiness on my face
twinkle my wishing star in space
illuminate your light on friends so I would choose
a true friend that you’re sure that I’ll never loose
because I don’t have a true friend yet
you, my wishing star, you’re the only friend I met
the only friend I’ll let
you can’t talk or smile at me
but still you’re the best friend a star can be
poem by Sameera Sameer
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Poke, Poke And Poke
It is an option given by the face book
Remind a person to go through and sincerely look
To a friend who remembers you but finds no answer
Asks you to be considerate and shower
Don’t take it as joke
As it is shrouded under thin smoke
To convey it in disguised manner
So you reply it sooner or later
When you forget a friend
It is missed by a person from far end
You are reminded with powerful stroke
Either angrily you respond or ………
Many object on simple ground
No objectionable content is found
It is as good as simple wish
We all want to have fine finish
When we can respond to a stranger
Why not to a friend with an anger?
That shall be taken as courtesy call
You must create a good will wall
We are here not to distrust
The good will gesture is always must
After all world has narrowed down
Your mood is certainly desired to be known
So poke when no one responds
Remind when fails to correspond
We are fishes in small and confined pond
Let us not look upon them as first rate or second
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For My New Friend
I read a poem the other day,
of how we should look at the inner person.
Not at the way, that person looks or dresses,
nor the texture and colour of their skin,
but the real person that lies within.
I made a new friend last week by doing exactly that.
So many people had told me
that he was arrogant and abusive,
that he expected you
to do everything for him.
The person they were talking about is a paraplegic.
He lives his days in a wheelchair,
has trouble opening doors
and doing the up the laces in his shoes.
So yes, he needs help now and then.
I was helping him navigate
through several sets of doors.
We struck up a conversation,
and as we talked I found
what none of the others had seen.
He wasn’t arrogant and abusive,
but really very polite.
He had lovely sense of humour
and lovely smile.
I could immediately sense
there was a kind heart within.
As we talked I noticed something else too,
this poor lad had a lonely side as well.
By the time we reached the final door,
which I opened, for him,
I felt a little taller.
I had gained a new friend.
We said we would talk again
and left it at that.
Today when I saw him and said “Hello.”
A large smile came across his face,
and it set everything aglow.
1 October 2007
poem by David Harris
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