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An violent course

I almost had bitten her to death
I had lost trust and faith
She was impossible to tackle
I was in rage and struck her head on table

Was I becoming cruel animal?
I was loosing calm on her arrival
She was very much irritant
My reaction was hostile and instant

What was the reason to infuriate?
Why were we doing everything to vitiate?
Why no one as coming to help and initiate?
Out side people knew we were so intimate

It was going well with no worry
I too was not taking any steps in hurry
I used to tell her in advance an earnest sorry
She used to be in pain looked very weary

She had all the characters of good woman
She knew exactly how to respect man
She did whatever possibly could do
She served me in her capacity very true

She wanted her companion to remain at ease
She preferred lonely life with peace
That could have been very fine
I did smell rat and acted as swine

I almost mistrusted her and took to offence
I used to vigil on her and watched from fence
She was proving hostile and almost impossible
I could see unhappiness on face which was very much visible

She was welcome all over and got immense fame
I tried to find out the reason with shame
Why everybody loved her and I failed?
Why I felt jealousy in four walls of jail?

I had no reason to feel insecure
She was loved by all and almost sure
Why I failed to promise her and reassure?
She remained holy and almost pure

It was driving me desperately to the corner
I was in no mood to have support or garner
She did her best to come to an understanding
I had set the course and didn’t go for mending

I developed tendency to hate
She could sense it very late
She had no option but to surrender
I was cutting her strength from under

Why she was loved by all and I couldn’t?
Why I made excuses and daily fought?
It was desperately driving me to the corner
I took her for granted and considered as owner

It is greatness on the part of female
She always accepts the dominance of male
I am unable to understand what makes her position worst?
In all the respect she puts her feet forward and sacrifices first

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A nudge to marry

I won’t simply marry
As you have failed to carry
You failed to make me merry
You were impossible and funny

You were feeling sorry
It was not matter for worry
I was ready and well prepared
You did not understand me and compared

“Please stop it for God’s sake”
Life is not like sweet cake
You just be serious and be awake
You don’t realize what is at stake”

It sent me nervous shock
My mouth remained dry and blocked
Thick smoke emerged and rose again
I was not in position to regain

She was furious as if river in spate
I had no proper words to state
It is easy to control the irate mob
But not sensible ladies who always sob

“I loved you so much and longed
You never came up to expectations and wronged
How was I expected to go with you long way?
When you had no definite idea or simple way? ”

I can read your words and lines
In no way our relation undermine
I am in no hurry till you decide
I must reveal all and closely confide

You may have your apprehensions and misgivings
Still we had all gestures of fine loving
I was sure of my self and made good moving
I knew there is none for me so lovely and caring

You may come and knock the door one day
I will wait for that fine moments to have say
Moon may feel shy to throw the silver ray
I will not care for anybody or attention pay

I feel like rushing towards her
She may refuse but not surrender
She had no worry for cloud’s thunder
She was weary of my committing blinder

Will she be willingly coming to terms?
Was her mind was infested with doubtful germs?
What should be done to win her over?
I have no ready made ground or fine cover

She can’t say no to our relation
Any deviation is out of question
I am for her and she is for me forever
There may be some temporary setbacks however

Prove to the world that this is holy message
There may be long duration with smooth passage
I have none to offer as mark of respect
I shall remain faithful and try to introspect

I find no reason now for her saying “no”
She may find difficult to use the word “go”
It may coincide with happiest moments
Time may come when there may be some movement

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Completely thrown

I was startled when facts were made known
I was taken back and completely thrown
I was picked from the streets for violation of modesty
No one heard my pleas and distrusted the honesty

I was picked on simple pretext that I may become threat
I was under wrong illusion and always considered self very great
This was the only reason that my overtures were wrongly taken
Even simple hello was considered as hostile and completely mistaken

I learnt a lesson from this humiliating experience
I was feeling now shame in her presence
She has cut sorry figure many times and asked for pardon
I was angry at her for being letting me down as don

I raised shirt color and moved freely as great lover
I believed in Romeo and was firm believer
I had heard enough of him and worshipped
But I never new that my wings may be clipped

I wanted to open up to her and tell about my feelings
I did not know then she was in and quietly willing
I had made overtures number of times but went unnoticed
I made futile attempts to woo her and get enticed

This was taken as affront to their pride and respect
Her family took it as insult decided quickly to act
I was rounded and roughed up in everybody’s presence
It added to my worry and made so much tense

It brought me almost to the reality and gravity of the situation
Everything was ruled out as no possibility for continuation
She stood firmly behind me and taken care to retrieve the position
We had loved each other and knew it was very good composition

I was now turned and reformed as good lover who knew all ethics
About the ups and down in the game and involvement of all mathematics
The trust and confidence was very much essential and formed basis
Now I was careful and laid some stress or clearly made some emphasis

Some of us are driven to the corner for rejection of offer
They fail to understand the situation and reason to differ
There might be many compelling reasons for saying no
It must be weighed carefully before allowing frustration to grow

To tell the truth requires immense will power and strength
A person can move on with honesty or go to any length
Still it can not be compromised on some of the aspects
As it may involve some of the good or bad acts

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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She had loved

She had loved,

Loved with the passion of a thousand loves

All of her hurt and pain went into this love

A love that no one had ever known

The ache and hurt from all the others went into the act of loving

The abuse of all the others went into her passion

The pain of rejection from family and friends went into the love making

She could never feel the hurt again so she put it into the passion and heat they two had when they where together

And when she was alone she would cry for the pain

Pain for the fear that she might never love

Cry for all the abuse that was put onto her body

Some in part to find love

Some in part to feel something instead of being loved

She used her body as a vessel to get what she wanted

And never showed love when doing it

She gave herself to forget herself and all the pain and fear and anguish

She gave and gave and showed no emotion in doing so

She knew that no one would really know her

Or really loved her

They were all just lovers without the love and all of the passion

She used what she knew

And passion is what she knew best

She had passion in the way she walked and talked and all the things that she did

She never showed her true colors

Until she found that love

And poured it all into the love making that she gave and cried for a different reason

She now cried for the loved that she had found and wanted

She gave all of her and more then needed to give to one person

That love that she had never had and wanted so desperately she gave to this person and that person never really understood her

She thought that this would never end and never wanted it to

But when the love in the love making faded it was just empty

And from then on all of her became empty

She did not know how to show true love and slowly lost her passion

All of her passion for all of the things that made her lovable

So now she was never to find that love again

Now she was passionless and empty

Empty was she would remain to be

Hallow once again just a vessel for others to abuse

and confuse for what they thought was love

Love that she would and could never feel again

poem by Ruthy Fernandez
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WhAt sHe Did tO HiM

He loved her more than anything alive
He thought she was the reason for him to survive
He’s always been fair to her
He always told her that she was the reason for his glee
But yet he never knew who she’ll become
And what person she’ll soon be
He thought she loved him as he loved her and even more
But soon he’ll find out that all this love was before
She will change and leave him with no hope for love or trust
He will find out that this love became iron rust
After all he’s done for her...she was never grateful indeed
She will soon tell him that he wasn’t the guy to need
He will be heartbroken, he will lie in despair
Desperation that has no cure and is impossible to repair
He will find it hard to acclimate
He will find it hard to accept
He will soon throw away all her precious things
Things so valuable that he has kept
Nobody can be trusted anymore
Since all this trust was before
It is hard to believe in the word love
Since love is what initiates problems before they are acted upon
And soon he or she that is loved
Will with no doubt
Be internally gone…

poem by Marria Attar
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Break silence

We failed to break silence
No one thought it can ever happen at once
It did take place and exposed bitternace
We were not looking at each and hiding face

She never argued at any point in past
This development took all of sudden and very fast
She was considered calm and cool
But I witnessed her to be forceful

All the time she was letting me off easily
As I thought over it and concluded readily
One must read human mind thoroughly
If failed in it then it shall be called simple folly

She may be right in her attitude
Every time male donation is considered to be rude
No one must underestimate her female partner
As she may not all the times surrender?

I was little arrogant and showed disrespect
She took it by heart and considered as hostile act
No one offers such behavior to better half
This was not a matter to be taken lightly and laugh it off

I realized at the same moment
That my act was fit to resent
Only it needed some initiate from my side
I must take her into confidence by surprise

I knew she will cool down like ice
Little love gesture was enough reason to suffice
I was sure she will not thrust more to spoil the relation
I could see the pain on her and that gave me enough of indication

"Bed tea for you" I woke her up in the morning
She was fast asleep and snoring
I was apologetic and showed it on face
She was little hesitant but believed in no more chase

I took her hand and promised no recurrence
It had taken all of sudden and by chance
She conceded to my point and relented
We were same again and consented

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hero

Collins demo version released as b-side of we wait and we wonder single,
1994)
Well it was one of those great stories
That you cant put down at night
The hero knew what he had to do
And he wasnt afraid to fight
The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free
I wish it were that simple for me.
And the reason that she loved him
Was the reason I loved him too
And he never wondered what was right or wrong
He just knew - he just knew.
Shadows and shape mixed together at dawn
But by time you catch them simplicitys gone
And so we sort through the pieces
My friends and i
Searching through the darkness to find
The breaks in the sky.
And the reason that she loved him
Was the reason I loved him too
And he never wondered what was right or wrong
He just knew - he just knew.
And we wonder, yes we wonder
How do you make sense of this
When the hero kills the maiden
With his kiss - with his kiss.
Well it was one of those great stories
That you cant put down at night
The hero knew what he had to do
And he wasnt afraid to fight
The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free
I wish it were that simple for me
- if it were that simple for me.

song performed by by Phil Collins
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You were there

I may stand exposed in coming days
Had you been watchful in your way?
You should clearly asserted and preferred to say
What was right and how was I going to pay?

I tried to reason out with my own vision
There always remained doubts with confusion
I was little considerate and thoughtful
It went out of hand and I became doubtful

You were my heartfelt love destined to last long
Remained always faithful even when I went wrong
I found you to be eternal love with wholly flame
I was only to be responsible for all the blames

I found you everywhere wherever I tried to see
You were like stars seen behind the trees
Branches may shake and make some sound
You will always be there with little sound

I may try to understand the state of mind
Go to the depth of it, analyze and find
what can be most important for our existence?
The only truth or truthful insistence

Moon never tried to hide her face even if had a patches
You were perfect in all respect and was good match
I tried to cope up with you and nearly caught
It was useful lesson life had taught

I was unreasonable and did not try to understand
I should have stood by you and stood as friend
It was possible and did not require talent
I was blinded by mistrust and did not relent

We were doing fine on all counts
Bond was so perfect and did not amount
It had no chance to loose any end
We were to remain happy and it was clear trend

I failed to grasp her mood and faltered to show
I remained to self and maturity didnot grow
Clouds were getting darker and about to rain
All attempts to pacify her simply failed

I hope to listen to my heart one day
It may show me some way
Why it has failed to see the reason?
Why I hated her as person?

She was embodiment of love and affection
Her face bore innocence and carried the reflection
Why did I not just pierce through her eyes?
They carried the answer for all y why?

Was it not the welcome or acceptance?
Did she not show any importance?
She did all whatever she could do
I was only left to prove it as true

I must repose trust in her
She is all for me here
Where will I be taking her from now?
I know it from heart and how?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Wings

I felt wings being put upon my back
I knew there was no turning back
I had left this material world, and took
the steps up to the sky.
I knew I was dead! I just couldn’t understand
How or why. Why did I leave all that I loved
Friends, family, and my loved ones
To climb the steps up to the sky.
WHY? WHY? WHY?
This question kept pounding in my brain.
What did I do, am I going insane?
If I am dead, what am I doing here?
I feel myself walking on the ground.
Yet! I don’t hear no words, no sounds.
Am I between heaven and hell?
Then what am I doing here.?
Then I heard a voice say:
Sometimes spirits find it hard to leave
For in their hearts they do grieve.
You will learn that things are not what they seem to be
There is a difference between spiritual and reality.
They both walk side by side, and can affect you
No matter what you try.
You was chosen to leave this world
And that’s the reason you have those wings
For you will be into everything.
You will show people love, compassion, hope, and faith
Before it becomes much too late.
You will show people how to care, and how to share
How to give strength when there’s no one there.
How to move on in life, and go thru the struggles and strife.
There are so many things that you must do
That’s the reason that I picked you.
So spread your wings and spread them wide
For you have a long ways to fly.
There is someone waiting for you, and when you
Get there, you’ll know what to do.
So I flew to where he said: this was something I did dread.
The person that he sent me to see, was a relative that I once knew
Cancer cells were eating her away, and by her side her family did pray.
Somehow she saw me when I entered the room
She asked me if it was time- I said it was much too soon.
I told her she had to make peace with everyone she knew
And that would take a day or two.
She smiled and said: I understand!
Will you sit and hold my hand.
I held her hand till it was time to depart
For her new life was about to start.
She saw a band of angels in back of me
And they all began to sing.
HALLELUJAH TO THE NEW BORN KING
Now I felt that I earned my wings
Bringing people home was an exhilarating thing.

poem by Louis Rams
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A candle material

The heart is made of candle material
It burns to give light in general
This is what the impression we carry
It has tears in joy, happiness and with worry

This is the only sensible part which reacts
It obeys to normal happenings and sharply acts
It is instant and no delay action is awaited
It role is appreciated and clearly stated

It has fear of any time being extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here

No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen

It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled

It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet

The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust

Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away

There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals

We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy

It has fear of being any tine extinguished
The whole gamut of exercise can be finished
But the ultimate pain can go no where
It has to be retained and felt here

No one knows what kind of piece it is?
How does all function assigned like this?
No one reacts except eyes being close to scene?
The tears have to come out even if want to be unseen

It has to dramatize its role in all the circumstances
It has not failed or discouraged in any instances
Time has come one not a dropp of tear was shed
It was only when there was realization of being misled

It has no time for grief when felt upon being cheated
It has no role when there is altercation and discussion heated
It has nothing to express in anger when love is in back seat
People are in rage and there is no time to think or greet

The role under such condition has its own effect
All other parts may have dominance and be in driver’s seat
What heart has to do when there is complete love lost?
It has to hide in the remote corner as there remains no trust

Love and hate can not remain side by side and go together
They can’t have any synchronization or scope to bother
If one is needed extremely then others has to make a way
Love has to be retained at any cost and hate can be pushed away

There is no such sensitive device developed anywhere
It is sensational and important part to have been gifted from there
Almighty wanted human being to be sensitive to some reversals
Else it was feared that people may not be in position to face the dismissals

We are thankful for being in possession
We are heartfelt and always remain happy with obsession
It has all sort of mechanism to make us laugh or cry
It has different shades on face when in complete shy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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End Of The Road

That day I was severely bitten
I was hungry had not even eaten
Father had angrily roughed me up
I was heavily charged and couldn't stand or jump

It is very hard for child to bear
I was shaken and remained in tears
I failed to understand abut his wrath
Some thoughts entered mind to accept death

I am hardly grown up and faced such ire
I always looked at him with respect and admired
At no stage I caused him worry or tension
But this event forced me to think with lot many questions

I am from the village and could see dusty road
Little air or wind may lift sand and add the load
Any thing you do may have some dependence
You can't think of partial or complete independence

I sat on the road mouth and looked at far end
Barren path with no one to accompany as friend
I knew now how it may be difficult to survive!
It is do or die battle to carry on with life and live

I saw some reason behind father's anger
He was not at all educed or good manager
He had meager means to carry on and face
Lot many challenges that might come in race

Like any other father he had sustained struggle
Underwent lot many ups and downs with troubles
I was easy target for him to vent the feeling
Yet I felt no bad for him and kept on smiling

He came to me and asked for some desire or wish
To go out for play with friends and have sweets
I said 'No dad' it is Albright with me
The tears rushed abruptly and very free

He sensed some pride hurt
Even though I was child but looked cute
He had soft corner for me but was victim of circumstances
I was beaten but it happened only at once

Many parents see it as bad sign
Child should never be felt to resign
It crates adverse impact on growing mind
Child sees it as rare out burst and wishes never to find

I looked again at the end of road
The horizon looked me vast and broad
It reminded me of coming days
'One should not be lost on the ways'

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Loved

Loved
Written by Ricky Wilde & Terry Ronald
Take all your goodness and shiness away
I'll tell you the things I've been longing to say
I'll break it to you just so you understand
The force and control that you hold in your hands
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(Ooh you are loved)
Live for the moment according to you
And so when the time comes you know what to do
Trust me, I'm giving no secret away
I'm drowning in you but I want it that way
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Rise to my world, fly to my arms
I love you
I'll make it for good, I'll make it forever
you know you are loved
Make me the beat of your heart
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love

song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Your love, my 'sweetest dream

Loved you with my heart,
my soul and my conscience.
Loved you with all I had,
sort of love that was world blind.

Loved you with my head,
my respect and my loyality.
Loved you with every breeze,
that touched your ideal personality.

Loved you as you are,
you was and you have always been.
Loved you as you would be,
all possible shades that you could be in.

Loved you with my truth,
my life and my genuine.
Loved you with my silence,
my words that are living.

Loved you in my lows,
my highs and my extemes.
Loved you in each mood swings,
your love my sweet dream.

Loved you such love,
undefinable and unspoken.
Loved you such love,
that remained untaken! ! !

poem by Jaya Mishra
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A love or no love

We always quarreled whenever met
You never bothered to know the ground was wet
It had rained heavily last night
Still you had reason to fight

Every time you taunted me
Never spared for anything and haunted
I still rallied behind and counted
You till pressured and mounted

You had to adjust the time and place
I was tired of coming to you with hidden face
I was altogether indifferent attitude
You were inconsiderate and very rude

We were meant to part
Not budging from stand to depart
I wanted to be very good companion
But you had difference of opinion

It was causing disrepute
Every time we had dispute
We couldn’t solve it or refute
I silenced myself and remained mute

Did he not love me so much?
Was the situation demanding as such?
Why there was heavy demand and rush?
I did not want it to be nearly pushed

We ought to know what is expected of us
It should not land us in trouble to miss the bus
There are still values and traditions left behind
We must take care for the solution to find

The situation would never be same again
Still worry and concern may always remain
We may go on fighting endlessly
Still find the solution to spend time happily

I do not term it worst situation
It is ruled out of question
You are there for me forever
I know it and understand it however

You made me look sentimental fool
I was considered as medium or tool
You knew I won’t be back tracking
You were there for me and always backing

I am serious about holy alliance
I do not take it as defiance
It happens always when you are in close relation
It gives enough of joy and elation

You tried to subdue me for no reason
I was always there with you as kind woman
I followed you at every step
Your insulting tone served me as slap

It is altogether great surprise but not matter of great concern
We may come out of problem and learn
There is always chance for bad to good turn
The happy days may come back or return

Build the confidence on sound footing and on unparallel lines
It must be shown and not pushed to side lines
It is always to be reflected on bright shines
The importance of it is understood with underlines

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXII

You know the story of my birth, the name
Which I inherited for good and ill,
The secret of my father's fame and shame,
His tragedy and death on that dark hill.
You know at least what the world knows or knew,
For time has taken half the lookers--on,
As it took him, and leaves his followers few,
And those that loved him scarce or almost none.
To me, his son, there had remained the story,
Told and retold by her who knew it best,
A mystery of love, perhaps of glory,
A heritage to hold and a bequest.
Ah, how it loved him, that sad woman's heart,
What faith was hers and what a martyr's part!

poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Lesson Of Loving Learned

I hate yet I love
I smile though I cry
I talk though I want it not
I'd wish to be yours enemy
but not the vice versa

All was my fault I see
I involved the heart and not the brain
now I've got to bear the pain
not of not being loved
but for not loving back
for in bondage my heart is stack
In a comorflaged love.
But it rather be
so that I learn in brain love,
and myself preserve.

I never knew why
I now see the reason
though it cometh late
the reason of which I know not yet
I've got a person to thank,
and a reason to be happy.

Till I be fully set,
to embrase a mortal body
from the inner part of me
though I understand not when?
being chaste and pure I preffer,
All my emotions I differ.

Till I know the ways of her heart
the weakness of her mind
the strength of her thoughts
the beauty of her soul,
and the faults of her loving.
then I'll open the locks of mine heart,
to a met of my calliber
to a lover of not only my sweet side,
but someone to also understand
the less privillaged part of me
and in good and bad by me to stand.

The person I'll cherish and care
In her highs and in dispare
whom all the good we'll share,
all our burdens together to bare.
In every enevours I'll be there
to enjoy cry together
sailing in life's sea by each other.
Redefining mordern time love,
To conform its sweetness and reality.
TRUE LOVE

poem by Marbet Daniel
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A need to avert

Why did I create such situation?
What was need for its continuation?
Did I ever think over it and went for evaluation?
Was there no way out or escape route for solution?

I was staring at empty sky
There were plenty of questions and repeatedly asked why?
Was my head bowing down with shame or feeling with shy?
I was feeling lonely but had desperately went in to try

The sky represented me no answer as to why there remains emptiness
Why in its depth of vast horizons there prevails hollow calmness?
Is it presentation of calm outer face which is real sense camouflage?
There may be something which is not coming out even in rage

There is sudden spurt in movement with invasion of dark clouds
It looks as if there is exchange of swords with lot of thunders and sounds
Some thing will be shed from fierce fight much to the enlightenment of earth
The rain drops may shower on the earth and it may be considered worth

Did I commit any irregularity or any sin to bring disrepute?
Was it wrong on my part to deny any charge and refute?
Why am I being condemned for no fault of mine?
Will it serve any purpose for them and look very fine?

I am regretting now the decision of not towing with their lines
It was going all fine till I opted to resist and decline
It didn’t find any favor and invited open wrath
They were all after my blood and hell bent on granting me the death

I had done enough for the family and friends
There was no let up in efforts to take it to logical end
They were still up in arms with hostile reception
I was blindly following them in their words from the inception

They stabbed me from the back to give enough rude shock
The time ticked forward but nothing could be done to cloak
It has endless movement and everything goes as usual
Such type of betrayal is considered routine and casual

I had taken so much in the mind and felt badly
I had no other option but to sit and take it sadly
I was not prepared to buy the argument for favor
They were in my eyes criminals and traitors

I had nothing to feel ashamed of myself
It was fine gesture from me to help
They didn’t deserve it and sought reward
It did hurt my feelings and took me backward

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A burial place

I was buried deep inside
The space was not that wide
It is fine place and last resort
I find it at ease with all comforts

It is few steps away from her home
It is resemblance of dome
All restless souls take refuge
This is final place and no one can refuse

I heard her foot steps near the cemetery
Some holy chanting was running as commentary
It was pleasing to the ears and creating environment
I heard patiently near by some movements

I was laid some days ago much to my misfortune
She was always with me and danced to the tune
It was unstinted love and support
I had no difficulty in maintaining the good rapport

II felt she was unable to breath
She might have cried enough over my death
It would have proved very difficult and fatal blow
She was placing her steps in grief very slow

“Why did you leave in midst of life”?
“Was I not proving true to cause and as good wife”?
‘Why did you leave me along to face the cruel world”?
I have no more courage and developing cold

She had every reason to complain with plight
She was perfectly true in her assertion and very right
Life is to be lived jointly and spend it without any fight
Any difficulties are to be taken in good spirit and very light

“I have no where to go and stand as lone figure”
She cried with emotions as if had no future
She was engulfed with pain and everything had gone
I was still sure of her boldness to stand it alone

She did mange it alone in entire her stay
She managed it with skill when I used to remain away
It was all of sudden that she lost complete cover
The dark clouds zoomed over in sky and tried to hover

It gave me immense sense of satisfaction
It was total dedication with good indication
She proving her point without any provocation
I was here forever with never return of vacation

My plans were laid before her in case I had to depart
I confided her everything and tried to impart
She was there to handle everything in crisis
I had made it clear with more emphasis

We have limited boundary to confine
It is painful journey in coffin
No matter how big and famous you were?
Your place is secured and you need not go anywhere

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An ache to bear

You ache but not beat
You remain calm but don’t heat
You will definitely find
Cool partner and very kind

Your hart if full of feeling
You want to go along and willing
Wish to surrender and obey
Inner call and silently pray

God, take me to safety
I trust you O, almighty
Bless us always and have some pity
I consider it as holy bond and not treaty

Shall I take it as first good sign?
Leave all the worries and resign
Come to bow and totally surrender
Be my true savior and path finder

Your eyes are so powerful and bear
Shine of universe but still in tears
What does it show to me as disciple?
I respect all holy books including Bible

I trust each and every word
Golden and beautiful from lords
Help me o, lord to take me forward
Put me in place where I needn’t look backward

I find total love in every object
How can I be insensitive and reject?
I have no reason to suspect the subject?
I wish to have special eye to make the contact

I love to live with higher aim
Look down with humbleness and never claim
It is you who will take me to shore
No ill feeling and hatred I abhor

I used to think about future
I was totally in dark and unsure
It may click at destined hour
I was happy and never felt sour

Come and shine my heart with divine light
Let it see through vision a clear sight
Ability to judge what is wrong and right
Always trust for love and no fight

Will I ever go down in life as inhuman?
Will be known as shame as woman or man?
Will it be construed as curse or shame?
Will I not have good name or fame?

What I do when find no solution in sight?
I sincerely wish for good and approach you right
You always fill me with courage and strength
I too take vow not to comprise and go to any length

Lord, lead me kindly to the light from dark
Let there be no ignition even from spark
Let whole world breathe in peace with harmony
There is no need to be blessed with wealth or money

I take this opportunity to confess in real
You offer the wounds but certainly heal
I may take it as blessings and good sign
I shall remain happy and feel it fine

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't Hate Me

Don’t hate me my beloved
I must be forgiven and pardoned
As some of the facts are not known
I can’t make it for others own

Love can’t be made reason to hate
It comes like spring in life very late
Not all the people are lucky or fortunate
Who can understand it properly and relate

I could have been most lucky person
Yes, still I have to hold back for some reasons
I come to the point where return is impossible
If I do so then more and more people will be in trouble

How can I degrade persons who love me honestly?
They have come out in open with feelings and earnestly
I try to follow their wished and respond positively
Alas! I could do it with some soft corner nicely

Unfortunate persons are those die friendless
Have you ever seen their gloomy face?
They may be searching for something unique
Despite so much hostile reception from the critics

I am very sure of friend’s response
They were truly appreciative in sense
I could well judge them and act
But I could not that is real fact

What is there to realize when autumn has fully set?
How can I try for others to know or let?
How can I drag them in my holy crusade?
When I know fully well that it is difficult to forbade

My conscious bites when I think more
I try to go for reasons to explore
I find none and suddenly sadness takes over
Memory too deserts and refuses the cover

I had been near to the death jaw
That is how I experienced it and saw
Nothing seemed to me inevitable as excuse
I though of declining all offers and refuse

This is how you are feeling bad
I myself is in shock state and feel bad
I shall take complete blame on myself
And claim no treasure in sea shelf

So don’t hate my dear as I love more
I always try to come close and explore
But can do nothing for some unknown compulsions
I see no room for its discussions

I have few more months to live
The pain and trauma may end and relieve
As my soul may travel beyond and body remain behind
You may see the reasons and honestly find

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Just Didn't Love You

For some Strange reason
I thought you loved me
I guess i was wrong
I thought i loved you
But i loved The song
The song that played when we were together
The song that i wish could last forever
That song was my little secret
I loved that song, i wish could keep it
I promised myself that i wouldn't fall
and i didn't
I just thought i had it all
All i really had was the song
I did have you,
but it turned out you didn't belong
There really isn't any happy endings
I thought it was possible, but who was i kidding
Me and you, we were just pretending
We use to talk on the phone all night
We use to say i love you, but it never felt right
I did love it when we were together
but like they say, nothing lasts forever
I loved how we could talk about everything that's anything
I love how i use to feel when i heard the phone ring
I loved how when i was upset, you always knew exactly what to do
But for some strange reason, i just didn't love you
Our false love is dead
and i realized that song was all in my head

poem by Brittany Cole
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