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Am really sunk

No one would shed a tear
You only have to bear
Little only I could hear
You were only near and dear

I knew you won’t come back
It was devastating set back
I am not so bold and frank
My ship is aground and ready to sink

I am on loosing ground
You are no where to be found
Whole world may not grieve
My eyes still not believe

What even if all are to disappear?
Dark clouds may definitely appear
I have been left high and dry
How will I live peacefully and try?

In a few moments shall be gone
Whole life’s work may undone
In my remaining life I shall miss
As you have preferred death kiss

In life you a now no more
You have tried for victory to score
I can do nothing but to adore
You have left nothing to explore

I too shall follow
Nothing better for tomorrow
It is approaching and getting narrow
I have no courage to withstand and swallow

It is quite difficult to forget
I may not allow other memory to let
You may stay in inner depth of soul
I may cherish it without smelling foul

It is bitter but naked truth
Who will come to me to soothe
I shall ever remain as incapacitated
Such things are real and co related

In no time you may be deemed as person non-existent
It may be unbearable to great extent
I shall still bear no grudge
The fate is supreme and has clear edge

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A hard to say good bye

It is very hard to say good bye
You may loose the strength even if you try
You can’t bear the separation
To loose him or her permanently is out of question

The intimacy is developed over the number of years
It is very difficult to miss and silently bear
The ears may be deafening for sweet voice to hear
Thee whole schedule may be off the track and out of gear

Its impact on mind is really devastating
It is layer in between and keeps it insulating
The grief and sadness appear all of sudden
It may isolate you from daily routine even

How in a friction of seconds a person can be no more?
How in no time ship an run aground and not reach the shore?
Is it not the life full of uncertainties and unsecured?
Can life be taken for sure and in terms measured?

No one can answer these questions in affirmative
No one will come to your rescue and not even your relatives
It is full of mystery and bound to happen
You must brace up for any eventuality and sharpen

No activity comes to grinding halt
There may prevail lull after strong assault
The tragedy may take place but impact may be little short
You must try to forget it and cut very short

You may come across such things on number of occasions
There may be lot of casualties at the time of invasions
Whole country may be reeling under the grief
It may remain there for quite time but stay for brief

Certain things may remain forever and have lasting effect
Every year they may remind us and force us to react
We will not be in position to offer condolences or act
This is reality of life and remains as barren fact

You may try to forget and give it a go bye
You may not remember and ask any question as to why?
The things still remain in your upper mind
You may not have satisfactory answer to find

You have loved your dear ones for quite long
They might have committed right or wrong
Still they occupy position close to your heart
It may remain hardest hit fact from the start

Let us not be carried away by pure sentiments
We may feel sorry for that particular moment
We can’t stop moving with sadness at all places
We got to move on to find the smiling faces

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I'm free

Don't grieve for me
for now I am free
I'm following the path
God has laid for me
I took his hand
when I heard him call
I turned my back
and left it all

I could not stay
yet another day
to laugh, to love
to work or play
tasks left undone
must stay that way
I found that place
at the close of day

If my parting has left a void
then fill it with remembered joy
a friendship shared
a laugh, a kiss
ah yes, these things
I too will miss

Be not burdened
with times filled with sorrow
my life's been full
I savored so much
good times, good friends
a loved one's touch

Perhaps my time
seemed but all too brief
don't lengthened it now
with undo grief
lift up your heart
and share with me
know that we are never apart
God wanted me now
he set me free
(spiritwind-2009)

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Am unable to understand

Unseen should be seen
I am eager and keen
So far where have you been?
You are symbol of queen

I have adored and admired
I feel exhausted and tired
An end of road seems difficult
Despite earnest efforts still no result

I tried o probe your mind
I failed to understand and find
You were there symbol of love and very kind
You were unsure yourself and did rescind

You loved to be seen around
The joy and happiness always found
It perfectly matched and looked sound
It was gaining momentum and held the ground

All of sudden you preferred to disappear
Left me alone to live with agony and to bear
I wished some sweet words from her to hear
She stood all the times to me very dear

That did not happen as miracle
It was difficult moment or cycle
I couldn’t guess or believe
It added to tension but not relieved

It gave me little insight to guess
She appeared very beautiful in dress
She stood as symbol of love and peace
I had no control over feelings to release

It is saddest ever unforgettable moment
I was not in position to comment
The air too stopped its cool movement
I stood motionless to offer any vent

Love is inseparable part of life and must stay
It must rule over heart and have clear say
No one can or must break it for any reason
It is sign of good human and as nice person

I was for sure that it may find suitable answer
Not all may be lucky to enjoy it however
I had no reservation to seek few favor
It was her choice to show discomfort and disfavor

She had preference and own reason to remain in oblivion
It was my turn now to go back seek place in pavilion
The race was over and result was openly known
It was well judged move and decision of her own

The love birds fly together to find new nests to seek refuge
They may lay eggs and allow no one to come near by or refuse
It is strong zeal to stay together for any times to come
Life is to be spent in happiness when they come back home

I don’t want to think about the mystery that how it did take place
I had unbearable pain that no body could take it away or replace
I may have to suffer it whole life with not a single word to utter
I will have to keep it in strong heart wall and the shutter

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ready To Meet Him

[talking]
Please give me the strength I need to live...
Bear with me
Amen
We each walk the path, that weve chosen
[chorus]
Im ready to meet him,
Were Im living aint right
Black hate white
White hate black
Its right back
To the same fight
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the lord
Lord, you left me stranded
And I dont know why
Told me to live my life,
Now Im ready to die
Ready to fly
I cry, but I shed no tears
You told me you would dead those fears, its been years
Snakes still coming at me
Just missing
Sometimes I think all you doing me is just listen
I thought that I was special
Thats what you told me
Hold me
Stop acting like you dont know me
Whatd I do so bad that it sent you away from me
Not only sent you away, but made you stay away from me
(my child Im here, as Ive always been, it was you who went away,
And now are back again, what did I say? )
Follow your word, and be true
(what did you do? )
Wellwhat I wanted to do...
(what have you seen? )
Darkness and hell at a glance
(what do you want? )
All I want is another chance
Chorus
(just because you went away, my doors are not locked, wanna come back home,
All you gotta do is knock)
Ya see, I left home a boy, I returned as a man
Full grown, and Im still not able to stand
(I gave you a hand)
Well...but I was looking the wrong way
Figured out the plan, then I started to pray
And that prayer, took me from here to over there
Back to over here,
Now they got me like where?
Do I belong?
Do I fit in?
Things on my mind, where do I begin?
Its easier to sin, but it hurts my heart
Im really tryin to win, so where do we start?
(thou shall not steal)
But, what if he stole from me?
(thou shall not kill)
But what if hes tryin to kill me?
(thou shall not, take my, name in vain, no matter how hard it rains,
Withstand the pain)
Chorus
Our father, who art in heaven
Im not ashamed to ask for guidance, at 27
No longer afraid to knock on your door
Not scared anymore to lose my life in the war
After what I just saw, Im ridin with the lord
Cause I really cant afford to lose my head by the sword
And now that Ive seen, what I need to see
Please take me, where I need to be
(what have you learned? )
Its better to tell the truth than to lie
(what have you learned? )
To love my life until I die
(what have you learned? )
Violence isnt always the key
(what have you learned? )
You cant always believe what you see
(what have you learned? )
Its better to forgive and forget
(what have you learned? )
Give as you expect to get
(what have you learned? )
That I cant go on without you
(what have you learned? )
I musta been a fool to ever doubt you
Chorus
Im ready to meet him

song performed by by DMX
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Where Has My Love Gone?

Where has my love gone? God, I really miss her!
God, I wish I knew although I know
She could come back really!
It's up to her! Wish I could kiss her!
She told me that she cared
But that she had other plans!
God knows where she is now!
All I know is, I'm here!
And I'm so alone, now that true love's gone!
What can I do? Will she ever return?
Will she come back to my heart?
Will she explore the whole world until
God will reveal to her my love?
God, please hear all of my soft-spoken prayers!
For what is life if nobody truly shares all your cares?
Then you just live, without ever finding
One sweetheart to love!
Think I found her, Lord! What's left to say?
Must it be like this? Oh, how long, will it carry on?
Give me some strength! Can't You see that I can't live
Without her to love me?
One day more? One week more?
One month more? Oh, Lord!
Show me some mercy! Please, Lord!

What can I do? Will she ever return?
Will she come back to my heart?
Will she explore the whole world until
God will reveal to her my love?
God, please hear all of my soft-spoken prayers!
For what is life if nobody truly shares all your cares?
Then you just live, without ever finding
One sweetheart to love!
I think I found her, Lord! What's left to say?
Must it be like this? Oh, how long, will it carry on?
Give me some strength! Can't You see that I can't live
Without her to love me?

Where has my love gone? Where has my love gone?
God I really miss her! Lord, it's true. Yes, I really do.

poem by Denis Martindale
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The Ocean Of Tears

It takes four seasons to make a year
but a sorrowful heart to shed a tear.
Though this may not necessarily be
for there are tears of joy we also see.

The pain that some people find hard to bear
is caused by their anguish born of despair.
It comes about after they lose sight of their goal
but is never really an attribute of anyone’s soul.

For it’s when some people laugh others will likely cry,
some who barely move on the ground while others fly.
Each one appears to have their work cut out for them to do
which may be from necessity or choice or what seems true.

The tears of life that all people shed do continually flow
and it’s a wonder how big an area will eventually show.
When they are gathered in a pool somewhere all together
without drying up gradually over time or due to the weather.

Would it ever get to be as big as an ocean
with its own surge and swell of emotion?
And whenever the pain of life becomes too much to bear
it would open the closed floodgates and flow somewhere.

And would the rain fall back on all the people here
especially those who don’t hold life to be very dear?
That go about always putting their wants before others needs
taking much pride in their accomplishments and selfish deeds.

Then it could be rightly said they will all be drenched in tears
and also might know the sting that comes from others fears.
Which they themselves have caused in their own pursuits
putting other people down highlighting their bad attributes.

By stepping on the toes of another and distorting fact
whoever is their victim has been stabbed in the back.
This is a well known expression and is so very common today
doing those things which cause bitter tears to fall and long stay.

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poem by George Krokos
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A Lola or grandma

She remained motionless and was laid on the ground
Her mortal remains could only be visibly found
She had completed her successful journey around
It was destined time to depart with no alarm or sound

We stood motionless and watched her lifeless body
She was before placed before us for the knowledge of everybody
Soon she will be taken to final place and laid to rest
This was real time for all of us to remain calm and stand the test

Oh, grandma you are no more
Who I will remember and adore?
I never witnessed such scene this before?
I couldn’t think about any idea to explore

She was source of strength to all of us
She had all the courage and trust
She was like complete shed as that of tree
We us to live and feel completely free

She will call me personally and confide
Would you not tell me truth and not hide?
Why you want to lead your life as lone woman?
Don’t you prefer honest and trustworthy as your man?

“No” I used to argue loudly and then cry?
Aged persons seemingly asking same questions, why?
I used to be in rage but same time feeling very shy
Grandma was really a kind woman and making worth try

I may miss her very badly as she is no more with family
I cried a lot with emotions and looked so silly
It was the moment for all of us to shed tears
She was now not among us and those were the worst fears

She lived her life with full honor
Brought us up in family even though we were minor
She worked very hard for our well being
We felt as if we were crippled without wing

“Lola” or grandma has left for heavenly abode
I still feel she is among us and never bade
She is remaining before my eyes all the day
I don’t feel loneliness and find the correct way

She used to call me and whisper in ears
“What will you really do in coming year? ”
You got to find a lovely companion
He should be real all-rounder and champion

“I will keep him at bay and never allow”
He will have to obey and strictly follow
If he doesn’t then he will have to forgo
I will not accept and let him go”

Such were nicest words that still sound my mind
No ideal family may have luck to have such lola to find
I may miss but may find her everywhere in the home
I still may hear her foot steps when stroll or roam

Lola…… grand mother

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A dark clouds

Soon dark clouds may disappear
I may have no more fatigue to wear
It is time to wipe out the tears
High hopes with good wishes to hear

Hope and despair always go together
Storm my lash out but to wither
What else you can expect with rising of sun?
Life can’t be shaped at the point of gun

It has its natural process to follow
With time and passage it may grow
Nothing takes place before time
Even if you make it secondary or prime

Bright rays may reflect on the ground
New life may emerge and it is clearly found
Sun moves all over and makes round
It looks systematic and very sound

Light and darkness can’t remain together
One has to depart from the scene altogether
Light to lead to the sunny side of the hill
Dark always to discourage and weakening of will

Many may prefer dark side to remain in oblivion
They prefer to avoid field and sit in pavilion
No one may know the exact nature of their logic
There is clear thinking and pure magic

Why to expose in public and invite wrath?
No one is immortal and there is certain death
Why to run after a thing which is not sure?
Why not sit at home and doubly assure?

It is still a sign of pasism
Not all think of optisism
It is way of life to mould
On must try possibly whatever he could

It is not right for us to think about dark or light
Everything must be left to Him and his might
He is there to support in possible way
We must sincerely follow our conscience and pray

Dark may not remain longer than expected
Both the sides may equally be respected
In their absence how could we come to know?
We must surrender and gracefully bow

On should not get carried away with little success
It may soon eclipse and have its recess
It will be very difficult to absorb sudden shock
You won’t be able to hide your face and talk

There has to be clear instinct to follow current trend
Forget and forgive tendency and willingness to mend
It may certainly lead to the satisfaction of all
We must observe it with priority as day’s call

Rise and fall is inseparable part of human being
On e day you be poor and next day as king
It is cycle that repeats at definite interval
We must rejoice and feel happy at its arrival

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple journey

There was absolutely no movement in his body
He was resting on ground motionless like anybody
It looked as if one simple object was lying?
All thought he was dead or was dieing

These are the saddest moments in the life
It is easy to walk on the edge of knife
But difficult to survive in the real show
All difficulties surround and blow

The dead person might have not thought an early end
He may not have foes but so many friends
It may be his miscalculation that end in any case may not near
He may be living in confidence without any fear

Stories gathered round that he was lavish and lovely
He believed in life to be spent very smoothly
It was his life style that made him very frank
He lived merrily, toasted others and drank

We miss the bus at an appointed hour
The cloak may end clicking and it is over
No one may take notice and prepare for departure
His life waited him in the ground for the rest of future

He may be buried with full honor
He mat well be praised as good donor
What had he earned in his entire stay?
Honorable life with ordinary stay

We only carry the blessings and good will
Memory will not fade away and remain still
Ashes may be washed away by sweeping wind
There won’t be left any remains to find

Leave the foot prints on the sand for time being
The destiny is same for ordinary man or king
People may remember what and how you lived?
It may be your work that may be appreciated and believed

Let dead remain buried under the ground
Little air blow may create lovely sound
Only peace may there and nothing else to be found
What impression do you gather when you go round?

Long lull may prevail when you depart?
It may be beginning of a new start
Who knows what will be the next move?
One has to act fast and ultimately prove

Only good work may be remembered for a long
Nobody may accompany you or come along
You may be all the way certainly right or wrong
Still it may be wrong to create all praises in the songs

It is relentless struggle and may go on
It has to be covered and spent of our own
You may either create for self a big name
Or condemned as a curse or shame

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What Yesterday Left Behind

The pendulum swings back and forward
as time forever marches on.
I never think of what tomorrow might bring,
but only what yesterday has left behind.
The flower colours that faded in the sun,
the hearts that were broken
when lovers parted company
for in tomorrow they will be just a memory.
Today we must live for what we have
and hold everything within our hearts dear
never let it become a memory
when tomorrow has begun.
We must cherish each moment we have
for we never know when tomorrow comes
we may not be here.
Love your life and live it to the full
because the pendulum never stops
and time keeps marching on.

6 March 2011

poem by David Harris
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You are one

You are the only one
The place can be taken by none
You are the master and slave
Suffer the fate if your mistakes are grave

Choose the right course
Lead it along of course
Success or failure not for sure
You will build own future

Who else can push you back?
Until you are crazy and crack
It is always of our doing
No one can deny us anything or bring

You entered my life like a warrior
I was stunned to see you while at corridor
You were all for high acclaim
I wished you sincerely and claimed

You saw in me a catch prize
I was in the entire mood to oblige
It was beginning on the new page
I was drawn in the game on stage

I knew it was going to be different act
I was not to be given any liberty in fact
It was meant to be tied in one place
I got to bear it either with smile or sullen face

The idea of falling in love was entirely mine
It was all set and going to be very fine
I had dreamed of golden sun with full shine
I could not bear grim face but sweet smile

The world has changed a lot with new concept
They have made enough of changes and not slept
It is constantly changing to new demand
Man and woman have become identity and brand

What happens if one of the characters turns hostile?
The life ship goes turtle and aground meanwhile
The ups and down puzzles the duo with lots of concern
Everything is going to be different in turn

I am person of high stubborn nature
I can bear the burdens of the future
It is not of our doing so got to be faced
The fault can never be ascertained or traced

One gets discouraged if faced with such situation
No one would want it for ever with continuation
Some thing has to be done for its elimination
The life as such has to be pulled on without any alienation

Not all the cases may stage upset
Everything thing will go out of tune and offbeat
It must be tackled with great care and equal treatment
It must be seen that it is not assuming difficult moment

I loved the way it turned out later
Everything now seems to be better
I lost no hope for better tomorrow
I kept moving ahead by keeping low

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An imprint in mind

I did not find him bed side
The space left in between was very wide
Day before he was asleep and kept snoring
Today’s absence is unbearable and boring

The life can be difficult without him
We worked very hard as team
He was always there to support
I had maintained good rapport

He did not mind even when was not served with food
We both used to think seriously but always with good mood
We knew the critical phase will be over soon
The heat will be over and taken over by cool moon

How many nights we had spent in open?
Was it not the heaven for us as fun?
Did we ever feel that we were isolated?
Only we lived life in difficulty as ill fated

Still I remember there was much to offer
Lot many ideas to implement and differ
Always in complete harmony with no word of dissent
He was thorough gentleman and very descent

I shared with him half bread
He may come back home as if half dead
There was much to feel as thrill
The life was like circus and demanded hard drill

Not a moment I might have passed without him
He was strong pillar and a solid beam
We all rested on it as worry free persons
He offered us safety in all the seasons

Life has passed off in friction of seconds
The clean water has dried up in ponds
It has developed crack on its soil
We are left with nothing and continue to boil

I slipped back in old memory again
There was slight dazzling caused by rain
The weather was turning wet and cold
I was left with no sense to feel the different world

I shall not shed a tear
We had enough of it with fear
Again time has come to bear
We have now enough of cloths to wear

There is definite vacuum and void
It was not in our hand to avoid
He is not here by my side
I still feel he is still there to confide

There is fine imprint in mind
An image is there to find
Only good will experience with honest feeling
Everything is with you if you are willing

Nothing goes missing
Sun is rising
Rays bring light
Make determined bid and fight

Grow with responsibility and stature
You have to build from stretch a bright future
Page can be filled and re written
Life can be understood and enlightened

I may not miss his absence
I have to bear it with full sense
No use if I remain worried and tense
He may be remembered in all the tenses

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A death fanatic

Below the dark skies
In the unforgiving twilight winter
Outside the house that sighs
The moonlight feebly showed a mentor

He was a death mentor
Who believed it was the last thrill
And he was a woe lender
Who demanded nothing to his will

He sat at the cliff's edge
Enjoying the river below
Waiting for the fall of bridge
For a leap it was too low

Smiling to himself, he was proud
He knew the ways of life
' What fools these fellows sound
who live in scrimage and strife'

Said the death fanatic to the night
As if to hear the heavens laugh in unison
he felt he knew the might and sight of right
Blind to everything preoccupied by the vision

He looked around his woebegone world
For the last time dearly
the pine trees waved sadly to behold
That person white and pearly

How could he leave
But there is truth to perceive
What of the benevolent nature
He would miss it in the future

' But I've seen my pointless world
There is not another meaning left to find
Anyway my soul was sold
I have but woe to bind'

And saying so he jumped,
To the welcoming arms of death
Smiling his last grin of bliss
Luckily without an undone wish

poem by Vittal Vandavasu
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Tears dropp

Tears dropped from my eyes
As the days passed by
It was painful yet so dear
I had to undergo it and bear

I remembered exactly when father was no more
It had jolted me and tore apart
The mother was still there to console
I heaved a sigh of relief with strong pole

As mother proved to be strong lady
There was felt no vacuum for the daddy
He had left no fortune but placed us in strong hand
Mother took the control and treated us like friends

We owed the body and soul to parents
It was true and very much apparent
We had learnt lessons of self sufficiency
Mother worked hard for us not to feel any deficiency

I remember and count critical moments
Mother stood firm and gave no vents
It was her heroic effort to keep us under fold
She taught us to be brave and bold

Today when I look back and open the memory
It all moves like movie with all impressions to carry
I move with all the scenes as if it has happened yesterday
It has ended with the nightmare in a day

We were hand to mouth for many days
We could find no respectful way
It required great struggle to survive
We too were determined for powerful drive

It did not break us from within
It was situation like no loss no wins
We had learnt a lot to stand fast
The situation was not to remain same till last

I have vivid memory and painful past
Even though it made us tough to stand fast
It had made us to forget and leave behind
There was to be left no trace to find

Though mother is not with me today
I have not forgotten those days
She was by all means an alert guard
To take us in strength and look forward

I have raised great empire with all means
She is there in all the corners and seen
It was her resolute stand that took us out of storm

She was as dedicated as before and fully informed
I shed tears not for being left alone
But her action to take us out from cyclone
Had she lost her courage and presence of mind
We would have been no where to find

Though God is great to take us to shore
We pray all those dear ones and adore
We can do nothing for their brave front
Only last glorious moments make us to confront

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never

never give in to yesterday`s fears
never look back at yesterdays tears
always know i do care
life is hard for us to bear
but tomorrow is a day for us to share
so dear girl do not fear
do not shed another tear
the sun will shine all is fine
sit with me
let`s sip some wine
problems disappear in time
pay them no mind
love is kindness
a gentle touch
money is paper
doesn`t mean much

poem by Joseph Whelan
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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