An Honest Man
Neither do I claim my self to be an honest man
Nor I do give any guarantee to my woman
I have tried to remain loyal as far as possible
But life has remain problem and full of troubles
I know for sure that she was one of the best
Did all whatever she could and proved true to test
Yet something was troubling and keeping her away
Her behavior was coming definitely on the way
It is sweet tug of war between couples
It is so when they get into doubles
Children change their way of living
It is now question of faith and believing
Some of the interests are forgotten for cordiality
Some of the couples show it as their best quality
Despites lots of difference they try patch up
Keep relation in tact and nicely cover up
There is no need to express regret or feel sorry
Some of the fears keep surfacing and add to worry
Life is another name for on going struggle
Compared to that of timely appearance of water bubble
How come that ship can sail smooth?
People may try very hard in their youth
Yet some of the tricky ways dishearten
The patience runs out of it all of sudden
It takes years of time to adjust
It is almost known and must
As it demands greater degree of understanding
It gives enough of time to correct image and standing
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Till Last Breath
It has never changed and will never be
Love may try to emerge and feel free
It has royal elegance and princely touch
What beauty you are to feel queen as such!
I had loved you this before too
When you had critical time to pass through
It was never an open clash for relation
You were nice and showed full indication
It is nice to build healthy bond
That shall withstand test and prove not second
It has to be first and must remain so
As life must witness fine show
No one prefers any kind of bitterness
Allow it any time and surface
It will never give real enjoyment
If life is wasted only to resent
I have stood for compromise
If that provides firm promises
There should be chance for glimmer of hope
Even if that amounts to walk on rope
I shall cooperate till the last breath
As it is the only mean to honor the death
If life was not lived with full honor
Rest everything can be compared with drainage of water
So think of it honestly and adjust
It requires full understanding and is must
We are just visors here and stay temporary
We do only things that can lead to no worry
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To agree or not to
It is derogatory and not at all appreciated
It spoils relation and gets vitiated
Ladies in all respects should be adored
Must be understood and relation fully explored
If she tells truth then also problem
Where to put egg and where to take them?
Really it is embracing situation
It is more or less troubling question
It is derogatory and not admired
Ladies in all respects should be adored
If she tells truth then also problem
Where to put egg and where to take them?
If she sincerely accepts and falls in line
Then you surely think something else and sideline
It won't be accepted as such and taken as fine
But this requires lot s of courage and facts to underline
If something has to be put in one basket
They will feel foul and smell a racket
It is distrust on both the sides
It stops there only and does not go wide
What happens if she lies till end?
You won't come to know sheer trend
You will be deceived for quite long
Till you fall in ditch and prove wrong
Have little trust and patience
Full confidence with nice ambivalence
All to go well till it is over
Ladies need shelter and fine cover
If she comes out with fact
You should have every reason to act
Take her for ride and readily confide
As you have no reason then to go for divide
It is easy to come to the conclusion
For any relation there is no compulsion
At any soft circle, you may have diversion
Go deep in water with full emersion
Woman is an important wheel of life journey
Time may come when you may need her and not money
She will readily join with you for the cause
She will relentlessly work without any pause
It requires greater degree of understanding
Women need care and befriending
Once you know the full facts
You will always know better and remain on tracks
If you really love a person
You should not go in for any excuses or reasons
It creates distrust and unnecessary clashes
You must go all out and respect the wishes
In later part of the life real age may count
You may be able to tide over any difficulty if it mounts
So to reveal the truth must be taken as confident move
Rest all talks must be brushed aside and removed
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Over sixty
I came across an article "how to remain happy"
Mostly in later age after attaining sixty
It was in form of advice as what should be done
"Go out for help or attend funerals for those gone"
From hectic life suddenly vacuums is created
New label of "re-tried" is kept ready or invented
One safe corner is assigned and reserved
Peace and calm is assured as has been deserved
"Papa, change your schedule and adjust with other timings"
Son came near and whispered in ear with worry linings
We are unable to adjust with you for office hours
It takes lots of time to adjust the papers on the floors
I thought of it at once for the convenience sake
I must change it altogether and apply the brake
Take bath and break fast after they all finished
As I had nothing on hand to get it rushed
Papa, can you shift to living room?
As children have no special study room
I thought it worthy and practical suggestion
It hardly needed any advice or mention
Papa, I get no loan for new house or car
As it is not transferred on my name so far
I sensed some problem and awaited clear proposal
It came but with all documents ready for approval
"Don't sign it uncle, you will land in mess"? Relatives cautioned
Many instances of harassment were produced and mentioned
"No, no it may not happen with me" I was very much sure
But later developments proved me wrong and complete failure
I had to find new Basera* for simple living
For all these years I had faith in believing
I shall try to stop such hurtful events
If not possible then take all precaution and bless them
*Basera.. home
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Above sixty
I came across an article "how to remain happy"
Mostly in later age after attaining sixty
It was in form of advice as what should be done
"Go out for help or attend funerals for those gone"
From hectic life suddenly vacuums is created
New label of "re-tried" is kept ready or invented
One safe corner is assigned and reserved
Peace and calm is assured as has been deserved
"Papa, change your schedule and adjust with other timings"
Son came near and whispered in ear with worry linings
We are unable to adjust with you for office hours
It takes lots of time to adjust the papers on the floors
I thought of it at once for the convenience sake
I must change it altogether and apply the brake
Take bath and break fast after they all finished
As I had nothing on hand to get it rushed
Papa, can you shift to living room?
As children have no special study room
I thought it worthy and practical suggestion
It hardly needed any advice or mention
Papa, I get no loan for new house or car
As it is not transferred on my name so far
I sensed some problem and awaited clear proposal
It came but with all documents ready for approval
"Don't sign it uncle, you will land in mess"? Relatives cautioned
Many instances of harassment were produced and mentioned
"No, no it may not happen with me" I was very much sure
But later developments proved me wrong and complete failure
I had to find new Basera* for simple living
For all these years I had faith in believing
I shall try to stop such hurtful events
If not possible then take all precaution and bless them
*Basera.. home
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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
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May remain as bye gone
Yes days may remain as by gone
Sweet memory may remain and can't be undone
It is all that we have to bear and remember
Lasting thing may remain with us for ever
It is like river flow
It has to die down and nothing to grow
The water may recede and easy to monitor
Can be life line in day’s time and to act as creator
New population or life may emerge on the bank
Many houses might have been washed away lives sank
Yet it is unforgettable link and to remain forever
We have to forget and nothing to regret however
We can not hold one opinion in all the times to come
Whether sad or happiness, both are inevitable and welcome
It may form in formidable chain of events
Some one to be remembered and forgotten as past moments
Life as such if you may evaluate
Can not be compared or equated
It stands in tune with the time and related
To someone it may be happy memory and to some one as ill fated
It is not merely coming on earth
Grow up with age and ultimately face the death
It has something more than to do and excel
Life is all about to be lived again and performed well
It is not raising of one’s self or rearing a child
We are not living in primitive stage and stay as wild
It is all about living as human being
There may be different characters such as poor, beggar or king
Life to some one may look as mountain
To some it may look like as green fields with fountains
How to spend it with more pleasure may be worry?
To some one it may be sordid affair to feel always sorry
It has different feeling at each and every stage
It may not vary with advancement of your age
It is static and has its own sphere of influence
You may start liking it if properly adjusted at once
It is our usual business to get along and reach the shore
There is nothing like little efforts or driving more
It is with equal force and in tune with demand
The ship has to be sailed on water and not on sand
Life may soon be over with all that you did
You might have reached to the end with or without any lead
It is not searching excuses for what you observed
It is all the time achievement that was due and you deserved
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Joyfully Serve
I prefer not to walk alone
As the journey may be considered as half gone
Enjoyed by one and shared by none
So it must be accompanied by someone
Not that it is must and necessary
Yet everybody wants to marry
Willing to share the burden and carry
Enjoy it with responsibility and remain merry
Stay as near as possible
Nothing to worry about troubles
As they may come and go
But we may certainly grow
No liability as has been put
As life is no short cut
Love is to rule and affection is to take over
Both may work as one and provide cover
It is not the quest for gain
It is to develop bond and remain
Together for life and share
The fruits of journey and dare
You may depart one day
But to show others the way
Presence may not be that important
Yet the result may be seen instant
Did you even see old couples?
Walking with sticks among people
No worry for death to take over
Yet with so much happiness there
I request all to shed differences, if any
Make it fine resolve to carry
Life till the end of curve
Beautiful end and joyfully serve
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On line
"How are you one line" I spoke to a friend
You are dead for many years and again you are at telephone end
"I heard the same about you, how come you as ghost here"
He will delightedly reply and we may joke for hours
It is always good to remain in contact
Personally it helps to change attitudinal act
You disclose to a friend all troubling facts
He may sometimes come to help and set
"Can you please put him on line" I called on
"No, you can't and they gently hung on'
I dialed again to receive a voice in tears
It proved my worst compounded fears
I had not seen him for days and months
Some solitary though struck to my mind for his possible death
I brushed aside such rubbish idea and rested
But here news proved correct and my patience was tested
I nearly broke down at tragic news
He was dead for weaks and known to only few
I was in dark and felt tremendous shock
He was on pilgrimage and had suffered massive stroke
I felt restless and thought about limitation of existence
How much we fight and struggle to make felt our presence
Life winds up without a moments notice and person is no more
We can only feel bad rest of the time and remain very sore
We are human being and as such care for with attachment
Dear ones are always at heart and remain part of daily movement
Not a day passes without them and we share all our happiness
This is real story of our life and we grieve losses on face
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A parallel or no
Please don’t go, don’t go don’t go
Don’t leave me alone and throw
It will be severe shock and blow
Don’t put any hindrance to flow
I have tolerated enough to sustain
Calm posture and peace always to maintain
No more wreckage of relation and to contain
Smooth life is the only worry main
Why do you want me to desert?
Why don’t you prevail and assert?
I shall remain all along loyal and honest
Prove to be a capable partner and best
I closed my eyes to the disloyalty and treachery
You had different arrows in your archery
You used one by one to offer me deep wounds
No parallel to it can be anywhere found
It is not easy to have one way track
You can’t sustain blow from back
Your bleeding heat may yell” you too! ”
Are all the things pertaining to you?
I couldn’t believer my eyes so closed
Doors remain open but ideas not tossed
I don’t know how long it will take?
It is not rosy path or simple cake
Our kids are fresh roses from the garden
Why should worry be imposed or laden
They should be enough care taken
Nothing should be done wrongly or mistaken
Life is two wheels of the chair
Enough though is to be given or taken care
One doesn’t know what about the relation and leads to where?
It has to have happy ending to take us somewhere
Time may take different turn and all difficulties are set in
Home becomes battle ground and leads to situation no win
There is scuffle everyday and bitter altercation too
Life becomes hell and nothing proves to be true
There is every possibility of deep impact on children
They may find it difficult to adjust the situation all of sudden
Where to go and who to side with may pose serious threat
Eyes are always wet when they converse or silently meet
They may not speak a word but carry the disregard
Life may look different when it comes to know or regard
It is better parents come to sense and settle the issue
The small problem may turn into disaster which is not due
If good counsel and common sense prevails then it is fine
They can happily spend time with family and dine
It is wisdom that may decide the future course of action
There won’t be any problem in future which may invite reaction
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Hard to forget
It is hard to forget
Equally painful for memory to let
All come and invade like flash light
Stay for a while and go immediately out of sight
Many more years may pass
They may excel in their field and show class
But alas! I am lost in mass
The place meant for me and was
I shall be no more
But I do keep them in mind adore
They were friends and needed therefore
I shall hold them ever and for ever
We might have fought and clashed
Disregarded thoughts and smashed
Soon to come around and sort out the difference
Shown the respect and drawn the correct inference
I shall soon be gone
The destiny to be reached and flown
Yet you all may remain in memory
What more can I feel and regret except sorry
You were available at every opportunity
That chance was afforded by an almighty
I could excel and show the best quality
That was seen by me in your ability
I shall remain indebted and grateful
That you have rest of days as very much successful
Life is full of enterprises and adventures
We are the master of our own future
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Good To Feel
It is always good to feel nice
Over full of nice food stuffs with rice
It gives good smell when nicely arranged
Now only good test to be observed and managed
These are all external feelings
When it comes to real happening!
It turns out to be unpleasant
When it seems not ideal and important
There are many ways to feel happy
Only positive mind can speak it without worry
One needs to remain in cheerful mood
As it is not always the question of good food
Food can provide good nourishment
Body can be kept in fit condition with nice movements
But what about inner conscience and its concern
It can’t be kept quiet with possible wait of turn
You can go tough with the situation
You can be very rough when time comes for evaluation
You have to be committed with certain aspects
As that may only guarantee you some respect
It is said one need not worry about whole world
At any time they may show you wall and turn cold
At such time you can come out well and act as very bold
You respond to soul and see it is not bartered or sold
The key lies with us with all the options
We must be capable of its retention
Nothing can be snatched if you are firm
Only you must stick to belief and confirm
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Hard Hit
I am not hard hit like stone
Even though I prefer to remain alone
I may be lion hearted but coward
Doesn’t see something good beyond
I feel no pain when someone hurts
It matters little when someone reply curt
Why I take it to heart when fully known?
Why to remain sad throughout for reasons unknown?
Even hard stones may be feeling cold and hot
They might have also wished shade or sought
I have left that desire for people concerned
When they chose me as target and guns turned
I bore enough pain and burden
It was quick and all of sudden
All might have though I may go berserk
I will tolerate silently and not speak
I have human feelings with brave heart
I don’t consider it as illusory art
It is time to act in resonance with pulse
It will be futile if one doesn’t act with sense
People enjoy by showing some kind of intolerance
They need people to be humiliated in their presence
More or less it is so with the loving couples
No help comes forward but floods with all kind of troubles
By God’s grace, I am blessed with peace
I show resilience, patience and live at ease
I show no tense feelings on face
Yet I am human being in race
I always desire to be on own feet
I wish people to love me and greet
I don’t want someone to curse with ill thoughts
As I am peace lover and don’t want wrongly to be caught
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Who Can Be Real Friend?
Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ
Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep
Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain
Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call
Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far
He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right
This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban
This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face
Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and
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Real honesty
If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame
For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real
He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud
He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation
So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something
But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage
It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang
Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly
neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons
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Love and sex
“I am confused with love and sex”
I was argued straight on face
I had to answer with full logic
As human relation has its basic
It is nothing but one supplement to another
No one can lead it without either
One must understand the basic concept of nature
Life can be understood fully and made sure
We are basically wild animal but refined
With change of time very nicely defined
But basic instinct remain that of animal
We go wild and put the shows dismal
Not that we can not control and regulate
Not that we can not express or relate
But at certain time we are driven crazy
Very fast at acceptance and never a lazy
It spoils the relation at first
Some hurry may make it worst
The sexual desire may overcome frankness
The relation is soured and results in hardness
I would not mix love with lust
No one can deny it is not must
Whether it is through love or one sided
It has some reason behind and very much provided
So when I demand for it means little of importance
It may be often or once a while or at once
That gives little of satisfaction for some union
That can lead on to prove good companion
This is how some of the good relations are built
It has no bad intention to be called guilt
They are nicely understood and given go ahead
Life is to be made smooth with resolve to lead
I shall. not shroud it in thick cloud
To malign it often speak so loud
Love demands strict confidence and privacy
It may strengthen with more of its frequency
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A sense of pride
One must feel contended
Even small things must be carefully attended
It gives sense of pride and honor
Even if things are in nature of major or minor
The self satisfaction is definitely a pleasure
Its depth and value can not be measured
It is to be taken as matter for no discussion
Everything is open and for self admission
Life is to be considered as not burning question
Though it holds the key for success and failures in relation
It is for us to go in for its correctness
To admit the lapses on part is really called greatness
We live in total uncertainty
There has to be clear demonstration of ability
You may demand respect only when you are successful
The chances are there to avail in abundance and plentiful
We should see the danger coming from any direction
If you are alert then it is good indication
It will save you from embarrassment
It will stave off the situation from critical moment
Although there not much to worry
Enough Care has to be taken for later not to feel sorry
Everybody will be careful and curious
It will be eagerly awaited making you very anxious
Not all will be lucky to have everything
There may be some shortage or lacking
One has to make bold move and strive very hard to attain
Still the anxiety and cause of worry may remain
It is openly admitted that life is full of struggle
There is no surety of life as it is called simple bubble
No one knows when it may be shortened or over
The life has to be struggled and lived however
When you are placed at the centre of the activity?
All eyes may be watching you for caliber and ability
Here comes time to enjoy the fruits of hard work
It may enlighten you to start new or embark
It is one’s own choice to choose the road
Till it is over it will be felt as difficult load
It may require tremendous efforts and zeal
The enjoyment may be very sweet and real
Any work done must be enjoyed with willingness
It should not be thrown away with tiredness
Once taken on hand then must be finished soon
You may have peace at mind like coolness of moon
It depends on human nature and behavior pattern
Not all may be enjoying in same way in turn
One must develop the quality to endure
Even small quantity can also make it sure
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Tell Me
It is good to ask “tell me”
But you have been allowed free
Don’t ask often to lady
They are eager but moody
It is good to be possessive
But not be so obsessive
You show all your feeling
When she is for you and willing
It hurts a woman when asked repeatedly
Some relations are just accepted happily
It is sacred and must remain so
Undue haste and pleas must go
You make it more narrative
Hence it becomes less subjective
You become possessive
And try to be assertive
This creates some tension
It raises lots of questions
When woman in question is ready
You must be careful and remain steady
Some of the paths are to be guided smoothly
Remain at arms length but truthfully
It adds sweetness in relation
Every time good feeling with lots of excitation
Listen to what she says or murmurs?
Try to be attentive and peacefully hear
Some new message may be for you
She may find you real and very true
Such is delicate thread of relation
It has enough of joy in revelation
One must be really assertive when required
Trust her completely without being inquired
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Oh, Knock
Oh knocks, knocks and knocks
Some signals come and certainly strike
Oh! I get perturbed and try to decode
It looks unusual and simply odd
I am hale and hearty
Everything runs smoothly with the blessings from almighty
But what is this reminding me all of sudden?
I fail to understand but it remains even then
I have everything with nothing to worry
Life, children and everything assures me not to feel sorry
But that thought again reminds me of departure
Oh God! What this message reminds me for sure
Is it the indication of reminder?
That I must use path finder
Take note of its uncertain nature
Then think of forcible feature
Yes, yes it has slipped out of my mind
The fortune has smiled at me and seems to be very kind
Why I think of its permanent presence?
When it is about to be temporary in its essence?
I got slight hint from the message
It must have been felt along with the age
Is it not the life compared to that of cage?
When one has to leave everything behind for others to manage?
I got the answer and wondered about its knock
It was timely signal to wake up before it was running short of stock
I was not to remain fully involved with attachment
Time had come to remain fully alive to enjoy the moment
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Gloomy Faces
Many gloomy faces are around
Generally ridden with worries but occasionally found
It forces us to think more about their perception
Where as it is definitely a real question
World ends for them with single failure
They have no clue or any solution for its cure
They may bear heavy load at heart and mind
Show to the people that they are serious but not blind
'I tried my level best to save the life but failed'
One of my close relatives confided in mail
Now I am alone in world and rudderless
How will I carry on endlessly and face?
Some of the incidences are purely accidental
They may sometimes prove costly and fatal
It is beyond reach or control of human being
They forecast misfortune and bring untold sufferings
Man can bear setbacks up to certain level
Beyond it they may not be able to withstand or tell
So entire burden rides on them and appears on the face
Behavior comes to sudden changes in such cases
Well, this can be taken as natural
Some people may express orally
Some people may cry loud and express grief
But that impression stays for only brief
As life is full of uncertainties and misfortunes
A person can't remain alive and alert to its tunes
Some of the set backs can dishearten a person
It may multiply or reduce the impact by many reasons
If person can pick little threads
And remain stand fast and continue to lad
Then it will be considered as big achievement
We should not be over come by such sad developments
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Sad days
I remember those sad days
Life with lots of problems on the way
No cheers but question of life and death
Fight for square meals a day and unable to breath
Mother used to put me at her back
As everything was at stake
Life for child remained a source of concern
The future was to be changed in turn
I remember her working at farm
Soil to dig when sun wan not warm
Work to start when breeze still on surface
No worry lines to appear on the face
She was not only bold but assertive too
Life was meant to be challenge and felt as true
Work hard or get nothing in return
Energy in body to be burnt in turn
Tears have no place to fall on the ground
It is lovely, beautiful and laborious round
“I won’t die my lovely child” she may murmur
Make me laugh and tease with humor
How can be life harder than this?
If some one doesn’t get it then it is surely a miss
We don’t die or perish as a result of hard labor
The ship has to be taken at the berth of harbor
God only knows how many years it may take?
But surely it will be long drawn yeas to make
Life then will be put on right track
You may look back a past with no feelings of an ache
I don’t know where from that urge comes
To fight the situation and smilingly welcome
Not to get discouraged if means are meager
Slowly it builds and makes man perfect and stronger
Leave not behind any such regret
You were not meant to suffer such fate
If one has time on his or her side
There is no need to lament or search for guide
Hard work has no parallel
One has to try hard and excel
If nothing goes in favor or well
Try not to reveal it to others or tell
It may not remain for uncertain days
By the time you may sure find the ways
You may attain position to make the sway
See nothing is left out or given away
No doubt life can’t be equal for all
One has to quickly adjust and respond to call
If something is missing or not available
It must be got with whatever situation favorable
You can’t sit and think idle
Must think to come out from troubles
If that is done successfully
Life will be enjoyed fully
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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