An Art in Question
What does an artist see in female figure?
Is it lovely figure, beautiful face or natural appearance?
Nothing of that sort influences when he draws in art
It is something extra ordinary that appeals him from start
What nature has to offer to a man kind for surprise?
There are many landscapes and emergence of sun rise
What do bright golden rays play a part on globe?
That is not an imaginary scene or part of any probe
It is al around us and appeal most of the time
It may not be of paramount importance or subject prime
It is how that occupies our mind and we give it a real color
That is an art form and always stays as gift from creator
Nothing changes or alters the course of celestial bodies
Human nature changes with the advent of stories
We adjust the art form to suit our narrow end
It is present scenario and prevailing stand
The deception is greatest art we have inherited
It has taken importance and always merited
No one cares as what will be fate of other side?
Something has to be done by keeping angle wide
We are sentimental fools and make others too
Try to get them in sweet talks and deliberately woo
It may involve treachery, deceit and unbearable pain
It altogether remains our worry and well executed plan
Do any thing wrong that may sometimes be acceptable
It may be taken as human weakness and still respectable
If you try to lure somebody for your nefarious design
Then it shall be unpardonable crime and may not go fine
Let art stay as an art for all the possible use
It may bring dark patches if resorted to misuse
What if female is painted nude to attract cheap publicity!
How is it useful to our existence for any time of continuity?
Master orator, great artists, honest politician and all public figures
May have their importance as an extra ordinary creatures
Nothing prevents them from performing art in their respective fields
They need nothing to shine with veiled cover or shield
Love thou and love the simple art form
Remain ardent lover and appreciate it in any form
It will remain always as special feature to dominate
It may swing in form mix it nicely and resonate
We are simple art piece from His creation
Are can never be doubtful or in question
Nether there can be any undue favor or equation
It has got special attachment and relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sentimental fool
Most intelligent people are considered as sentimental fool
Think too much from different angle and don’t take it cool
Boys or girls are judged best from their initial days in school
Come together at different level but drawn from same pool
Is this so because God has made us little intelligent
Do we consider ourselves as super human or agent?
Why do we take everything from different prospective?
Put extra efforts in solving the problem by being too active
Animals too have mind but not that of human being
They do act, react and behave in no manner like thing
Here it comes to act as difference with fertile mind
Some fine blend of people act funny to look unkind
Mind goes in a direction which is totally unwarranted
Don’t think it positive when actually required and wanted
They find themselves in awkward position and shunted
They remain confined and their move is always blunted
After all it is human being tendency to act or behave
They will think at length difference between have-not’s and have
Unnecessary conclusions and prolonged debate
Simple bogey raised and novel methods to combat
This doesn’t find favor with common people or man
They too have common sense and all capacity as human
Nothing prevents them from being turning into lukewarm
Intelligentsia loose the sympathy and relation doesn’t remain warm
They have their own novel ideas which doesn’t attract
They remain aloof and don’t come into contact or react
It is secluded environment for then which forbade to interact
This is how they have come into being and is simple fact
May be it is possible they have super human mind too
Many ordinary people may not have vision to look through
They will find it extremely difficult to grasp the views
To some it will be simply unbearable and find favor with only few
Their contribution in some of the fields have been unique
They have suffered so much from their own critics
It is strong resolve on their part to sail through with wisdom
Anything could have been nightmare and result of course seldom
Scientists, doctors and researchers fall in this special category
They have different approach and goal to pursue with philosophy
It is their natural talent that has brought us to the new era
Definitely they deserve our sympathy little care extra
Let us be not be that selfish to term them sentimental fool
They are powerful instrument, medium or tool
It is, however, we are all in the same boat
It is fine oratory, example or beautiful quote
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A nice vibration
I find completely mesmerized by the nature
Some nice feelings inside which quietly assure
The importance of its closeness and alignment
The nice atmosphere to feel part with nice moments
The day may have very good start
When you have attachment in heart
It has feeling for others and some vibration
Nature too bless it with harmony in relation
Something you breath in and leave it slowly
The freshness stay for while exhale freely
The complete recycle of energy in fresh blood
Until something rushes in form of flood
Something emerges in for of nice feeling
You are out for someone and willing
There is bloosom and full greenery
Nature is open for all with good scenery
You are opening up and thrive
Take some initiatives and revive
It is bid for beautiful life to live
Something l like love and affection to believe
You miss someone who is now so dear
You concentrate on something to hear
Your arms remain unfolded to invite
The passion and urge ready to ignite
It is not easy to hide and seek
It takes hours, days and weeks
You have something special to seek
The chances to success are always bleak
It is natural flow to attract anyone
You are one to offer it to someone
It may be there but needs some revelation
There may then be move to strengthen the relation
It is God gift and generally recommended
No one has right to feel offended
It may come to you in natural course
We are here to feel the pulse of course
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
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Same coin
I wondered and gazed through window
Nature’s wonder appeared in the form of rainbow
Countless thoughts just crossed the mind
How many wonders one can see and find?
Rain just stopped making sky so deep and dark
Calm prevail at night with solitary dog’s bark
What a lovely scene one could see and rejoice?
Bow head in respect with speechless voice
Slowly emerges the disappearance of dark soon
Silver rays come out with glitter from the face of moon
Seems it is beautiful lady waiting for somebody
One can easily notice anxiety with movement of body
Lovely beauty reflecting in her nightwear
Nature too reflects glory and simply bear
Stars too shine with smile and little twinkle
Wind blows slowly making little sound and smile
Such coincidence rarely be seen or exist
Invitation from beautiful lady remains and insists
Acceptance of love and simple recognition
Not providing excuses for any ignition
Nature may not remain cruel for long
Emergence of day light with sweet song
One can’t remain aloof and go wrong
We got to be a part and go along
Nature never deserts or leaves you alone
With calm weather or powerful cyclone
Beauty and nature two represent same side
Affection, kind heart and spectrum so wide
We can’t be indifferent to nature and beauty
Respect and preference should always be our duty
It is no secret that beauty and nature move together
One should not think unnecessarily and bother
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Love Is Sacred
Neither love is simple matter to be wrongly misinterpreted
Nor can be taken casually or unfairly treated
Cases have been reported where even dreaded people are transformed
World needs to be properly educated and informed
Flower just represents emergence of inbuilt feeling
Lovely appearance and color may crate willingness
That is place where love emanates and mushrooms
All sorts of praise for it take place in isolated rooms
Love is never different so is its appeal
No one can neglect it or try to repeal
It comes in the form of strong invitation
Any one may be spell bound to have relation
Love can not categorized like desert, sea or air
Chances to get it not always fair
It can make a person either trustworthy
Or beggar in street asking for mercy
Love is sacred in any form
It is like emergence of an earth worm
Slowly makes place inside the heart
Flower in any form may look to us as heavenly art
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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
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Human beings
Lovely attractive
And gentle this
Human form
I'm human being.
In this human form
Anything can be achieved
By performing own duties
Without any attachment
Free from malice
Towards all beings.
Reaching goal
Where you are
My love my soul
I'm pure human being
And a lighted current flow.
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Colours
All different colours absorbed in as VIBGYOR,
Choice different but they are choice of yours,
Colours do form part of our life and aim,
Not particular choice of colour we can claim,
When rays pass through particles, form rainbow,
Nature’s beauty boom not with angle narrow,
All splashed in the sky and across the horizons,
No restrictions and can be seen by every ones,
Colours not confine with simple object,
Adding colour to it means new ideas inject,
Who can ignore without praise and reject?
Embodiment of love in vastness and subject,
Praise of redness on cheeks may add to beauty,
Pearls, jewels, diamonds may form part of booty,
Colours to all and colours too few,
Sweetness in honey dew or morning dew,
Colourful fancy dresses always attraction of fair,
Pointer always at beautiful well dressed pair,
Rose pink or any flower when put in hair,
Cooked food smell sweet fragrance and flair,
Note: - V..Violet, I..indigo and so on for VIBGYOR
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Every Life Form
Every life form that lives on this Planet serves Nature in some sort of a way
And no life form in truth is vermin despite what some do think or say
Each life form is there for some purpose whatever that purpose may be
For the worth of each individual species ask one with more knowledge of Nature than me
In a World of over six billion people the pressure on Nature's life forms is great
Pollution and destruction of habitat of many life forms have sealed the fate
Removal of trees for development, pollution of air, sea and land
It surely is at our own peril if Nature we don't try to understand
For human pollution of the environment the price for us all huge to pay
More water-ways are being polluted more trees are removed every day
When we disrespect our natural environment disrespect for ourselves we do show
With a huge rise in carbon emissions so little of Nature we know
Every life form that lives on the Planet serves Nature in some sort of a way
And no life form in truth is vermin despite what some do think or say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Find No Answer
I could find no answer
May be answer with fewer
I believe in rain’s shower
It gives little hope of survivor
I turn around and see beautiful things
I hoped to find new or something
It may satisfy my long urge
Some one may come forward for bonds to forge
I really long for some kind of attachment
Where I can confine or make some movement
A movement of long lasting relation
That has remained distant possibility for the want of revelation
To remain aloof from mainstream is no answer
We have live among all vultures for future
Nothing may prove it relevant or look real
Some closeness is to be created for special deal
Don’t go for meaningless words
It is out of dated concept to look forward
You may expect back lash or some kind of fear
But it is part and parcel of life hence to bear
What can you see in drunken stage?
Flying high in sky with unmindful of an age
What happens when intoxication is over?
You have no time left for make over
The real place is among human beings
We got to be a part of circus ring
Not all animals may try to befriend
Yet we can not take it as complete end
It may impossible to take fresh air
If all the time we fear about polluted air
There may bad smell along with good odor
We must try to adjust and seek for
I need make it in form of appeal
Only outdated ideas must be repelled
We can certainly live with changed situation
The balance can be maintained with good equation
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A real taste
No one should share blame
Even if it goes into flames
Love at first sight is God’s gift
I may end later in scuffle and rifts
It may not happen with all
It has nothing to do with fall
You are destined to scale a wall
Consider it challenge or call
You are not in devastation
It is completely out of question
It has direct bearing with some relation
It is in purest form with some indication
It is usual to stay but unusual to part
There is slight deviation even if try to be smart
You can make it holy or unholy
Some one has to share the burden wholly
You may suddenly face the dark
The relation may definitely witness some spark
There has to be some beginning or start
I is better to remain together than to part
Facilitate the break up and you are at loss
In your home you are definitely a boss
Love needs proper nurturing and attention
Any bitterness need not find any mention
It may not find the favor
Though the reason may be minor
We are meant to drive ship
That is taste of the real friendship
You may look calm and quiet
Don’t allow others or let
Sentiments must remain within closed wall
It may certainly avoid the down fall
You are not running away from the scene
Your rift and unreasonableness may clearly be seen
One of you may definitely be keen
You must remain as close as had been
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Happy valentine
Is life not having many ups and down?
To share grief and happiness of own
How to enjoy it single handed and share?
Does l that look sound and fare?
We may have brothers, sisters, mom and dad
They may share our grief and feel very sad
All stand united and back up in need
Still we long for more and need feed
The family may have natural bond
As in one circle fishes swim in pond
To see each other and move in concentration
To take care for each other and count some consideration
Valentine may be real expression of love and attachment
The real bond and love for each other to share at the moment
It is natural feeling to have come and really to be felt
How the fragrance from natural flowers is spread and smelt?
I wish the valentine to form part of life in each day
I think that is nice feeling to come in each others way
How can there be different feeling when we look towards ray
The same sun shine creating all happiness and energy even being away
This is how we feel for each on this occasion
Countless or few members may need some mention
It may not be possible to reach and embrace
Still the lovely and beautiful memory may shine our face
Has that become customary or just a formality?
It has not outlived its importance or utility
It is not the friends alone that need good will
But for brethrens across the globe to feel
I dream of those faces who needs real smile
Even though not friends but come in a thought for while
Strike with all their pale faces, plight and agony
I move with them, offer smile and wave at so many
As writer many extend wishes to me and expect same
I respect their sentiments and want to exchange it by each name
Some of them might have not have reached to me personally
I wish my sincere feeling to reach them as if conveyed orally
Let my each word touch their thoughts in mind
I shall equally feel and strive hard to find
How difficult was it to make place in their heart?
I was just an ordinary human being without any art
I wish to flow in with their sentiments
It is really nice to feel at this moment
Who knows where we may expect to meet again?
But if God willing, we may do it again and again
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A unlucky ton
I had heard enough of figure thirteen
When I was small and in teen
I made pertinent query as to why it was such belief?
How come one number can be unlucky to give no relief?
Today I laugh it out as it happened to be my thirteenth tone
So much water had since flown and gone
The river water had become calm to reveal nothing more
I too had stabilized in writing and very much eager to explore
It gives some inner satisfaction as to what has been achieved
To write few poems at the earlier time was always shelved
So many wrote me as if I was rude, illiterate and misbehaved
I escaped all the fury and the scenario was truthfully saved
Many times I was shown the doors to hell
Even though I promised them to fare well
They had some sense of superfine gift
I did not want to question their ability and create rift
I heaved a sigh of relief when so many started to praise
Encouraged me to write more issues and urged to rise
I thought it prudent enough to rise to the occasion
There was no use to pull back and ruled it out of question
The poet is not a divine figure to speak all truth
Neither he should know the facts or have proof
It is purely natural wave that is trying to emerge
It may not appeal all but certainly urge
It is all about glorifying the nature
Human nature, pain and agony to endure
The love and feelings to find place and secure
Its importance and make it to be felt as pure
I have done nothing as such in the field
I did get some foothold and thin position held
It may find some favor on any another day
I shall feel happiness when I will have sway
It is on going process and may not end soon
The garden may be full of flowers with natural boom
I do not know what color I may represent
But I shall try to be of simple flower of present
I may die out or fade in process
No one may prefer to read or gain an access
The creation may not find the light of the day
I may be standing alone on the way
It may be unlucky but may prove lucky for me
The collection is day by increasing like a big tree
It may bear fruits in spring and exhibit to all
The fruits are laden, ripened and ready to fall
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The People Who Love Nature
Not seen as great or special or the leaders of our time
But to the people who love Nature i dedicate this rhyme
They dedicate their free time for the future of human kind
And in the person who loves Nature a great person you will find.
The person who loves Nature be it he or be it she
Is someone who is a good friend of all of humanity
For we belong to Nature though some may not agree
Like every other life form that's how 'twould seem to me.
The people who try to save the woodland from the bulldozer and chainsaw
And whilst in trying to save the trees they break a man made law
Are the real heroes and heroines and the unsung of our day
Though there are many out there who do not see it that way.
No special day to honour them and for them never a parade
And for the dead who did love Nature the last post is never played
They live to save the Planet and anonymity is their gain
But the people who love Nature as my heroes and my heroines do remain.
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When Nature Stands For
What can I do when nature stands for?
All kinds of love and return for sure
That spring after autumn to care
Dream about monsoon and come out in open to dare
I don't know about vague reference
But I try to live in its shadow and presence
Love is something that attracts me
Confines not in walls but come out to feel free
I love smiling faces and flowers
Not of gardens alone but of desert coming after showers
Just of simple nature and always in spread up position
What to speak of their fragrance beautiful composition!
I offer open smile when come across
To look at some one and deliberately choose
To throw open the gesture in recognition
Without any malafied intention, spark or ignition
In a romantic man resides lovely creature
Sees in positive style and thinks of beautiful future
What is wrong if one involves in imagery position?
Dreams of beautiful company and creation of romantic relation
You may not be good looking
But certainly capable of nice cooking
Stories of attachment and close association
That may certainly drive to the elevation
Is it not the same feature with all human?
Look with beautiful eyes and summon
To fall in lovely relation with no desire
But simply raise the level of understanding and admire
I go for it without existence of slight doubt
It has nothing to do with lust and talk about
It is natural nature that compels you to love
Behold in faith and generously believe
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Love by heart
If someone loves you by heart
Then it may remain so till the last
Whether you hide it by putting mast
Or bear grudge by raising doubt’s cast
That level may never recede
Even if you agree or totally accede
It is some sort of one time affair
To hold it last is really nice and fair
You may long to see each other
The storm might have been long withered
The ripples may still rise at some level
You may miss it even if try to excel
That is how love in life is evaluated
Where you are or suitably situated
Its importance is never equated
It is not uttered or any where related
It may not be your intent to cry over split relation
Yet it is tragedy that you maintain the wrong notion
Try to mix feelings with present scene
And consequences are definitely felt and seen
Yes that is some sort of integrity
And fine outstanding human quality
What we must understand is its importance?
Its virtue if misunderstood even at once
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A fairy skipd upon my knee
A fairy skipd upon my kneet
Singing and dancing merrily
I said Thou thing of patches rings
Pins Necklaces and such like things
Disguiser of the Female Form
Thou paltry gilded poisnous worm
Weeping he fell upon my thigh
And thus in tears did soft reply
Knowest thou not O Fairies Lord
How much by us Contemnd Abhorrd
Whatever hides the Female form
That cannot bear the Mental storm
Therefore in Pity still we give
Our lives to make the Female live
And what would turn into disease
We turn to what will joy and pleaset
poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads (1794)
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Wings to spread
WINGS to spread
How beautiful heart can afford to miss?
When it has not witnessed the death kiss
How lovely lady at heart can remain a miss?
When she has everything to offer and please
How one can pretend to be so ignorant?
When almighty Himself guide and warrant
Is he not spreading message for all?
Are we ignoring His will and call?
I am at pain to come across any unwilling soul
Why should one smell rat in everything as foul?
What if one incidence has proved slight barrier
Are we not here to spread the message as carrier?
I wish I could spread my wings so large and shadow
I could roam freely and see through window
Will it be violation of any rule if I try to venture?
Will it in any way affect her for coming days in future?
We go deep into crisis and find nothing
We have obligation on our part offer something
It is inspiration with feelings that has to come to the fore
It will be unique combination never witnessed before
How can we seclude heart which is longing for fresh air?
How can we hide our happiness with mere show of split hair?
It is God gift in every animal and human being
We have our own views, feelings and act as queen or king
Why sun rises from the east with bright golden rays?
What has to he do with opening of sky and show the ways?
Why not morning cool breeze stay as it not ought not to?
Can they not remain to be aloof from all natural process too?
I may not change or alter the course
It is not my intention or purpose of course
It is mere repeat ion of what we are expected to perform
It should be unfortunate we remain in form or out of form
I can’t have any regrets to offer
I can’t afford to disgrace self or differ
Why to prefer seclusion and suffer?
It is as good as simple death we prefer
I won’t confine to self and regret
Why regrets when option is open to let
Let beats be known to loving world
Why to offer stones and reception cold?
I will not accept domination or any sway
I have not regret but simple thought to pray
I shall stay among and not go away
It may be me only and find the way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A love or lust
There is no love or lust
it is body hunger and must
there is nothing like love or attachment
it is pure mechanism for adjustment
Who can define it as pure lust?
can any one claim its purest form
when he or she is not readily informed?
it is purely need that is legally transformed
i wish to condemn all on that name
we can definitely over come it and rename
love or lust grows with time and age
we are simply bonded in cage
it is fine name given by literary world
we simply blow hot and cold
let there be open soul search?
no one may come forward with his research
it is purest form of love if we can understand
it may mushroom in any form with wife or husband
how do you over come some short comings?
that is fine phase with new innings
life is nothing new but a bad or good phase
we love to play it and still face
All possible criticism with no fun fare
No one is possible cautious or aware
let us not wrap it in beautiful cover
it existed before and may remain forever
no one has escaped and may not do so in future
this fact must be realized for sure
we are human beings and may react strongly
this is wrost represntation with face so ugly
it is pity we ignore the universal fact
it may remain forever as matter of fact
we may strongly disprove
we may try nice point to prove
the world may take note of it but remain unmoved
the misgivings must at any cost be removed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Makes Me Romantic
In a moment it makes me romantic
Remove all sadness and show to be fantastic
The poems are made as my heaven
The slight ideas get fine place even
How words strike mind in quick succession?
Form nice imagination with fast obsession
Romance with female friends and bright moon light
Oh, what a lovely desire to be expressed truly right
Why those dark nights don’t frighten me?
Why I touch all those stars and steal their twinkles in free?
Create their impression of sadness in fine poetical words
Feel so close to the almighty and spell it as holy from mouth of lords
Is poetry a means to cut jokes?
Cut some to size and unnecessarily poke
Does it not involve greater degree of appreciation?
I think it does and sometimes choke the throat and pronunciation
I try to control with tears and bring smile in between
But in fact it takes me to the extreme end and shows heaven
I take deep stock of it and compare what I get by composing poems
It is no less joy then what one gets from friends
I see with deep sense of human touch
Every time some incidence comes as such
I move with great care and involve
Rest ideas come in quickly and solve
It is divine blessing that you can think and form relation
An opinion about holy path, love or separation
How come you think with great pain about such sensitive things?
Unless you are gifted with invisible hands to create something
It is not poetic skill or some illogical presentation
It has even nothing to do with any kind of orientation
It is well imagined scene with mix of human feelings
That plays till end with souls together and willing
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