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Any magic there

is there any magic behind?
Why I couldn't find?
why did I stay spell bound?
what was new in it to be found?

well, I don't know
I have decided to throw
Complete weight and go free
Watch it quietly under the tree

I don't know what he may do?
The feelings are very true
The delicate phase I am passing through
He may also be feeling same too

I have become feeble and weak
what more do I long and seek?
I am completely lost in his charm
i see bright future and no harm

Eyes bright up when he enters
I loose the nerve and simply center
rush to greet and to be lost for ever
whole body is shivering with fever

I simply fall for his embrace
eyes meet and close the face
complete silence with only whispers
words move on and act as strikers

Nothing stands on the way as gap is narrowed
No more dictates as simple rule is followed
Not to loose again but everything to gain
it may go on as events move in chain

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love to be found

O, my love make me shining star
Though I am not be near but very far
I have to be away with a reason
I shall come to you without any season

Spell out and tell, will you ever leave me?
How to forget those moments and shade under tree?
I try to forget but can't believe my eyes
I simply could not utter simple byes

Why I have slight in you disbelief?
Is it shaking my nerve and belief?
Will it not give me any relief?
Will you not turn up for brief?

We met all of sudden
Tree was in boon and laden
I had everything in me forcibly hidden
Worries were so much and ridden

I knew you will come
I shall greet you and welcome
You will move fast and embrace
Two souls may meet and be lost without any trace

Will you realize it soon?
I may run for you in the noon
Will that day ever come and shine?
Will I be able to consider you mine?

Don’t leave me under cloud?
Make it known with words is loud
Let your foot steps be heard with sound
I may look toward to my new love to be found

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Now quiet

I know you rarely speak
But make me completely weak
When I rise to stick the stand
You refuse me and fail to understand

I fall like mango fruit
It fails to appeal me or suit
How could I blink at those eyes?
Which were once open to my simple try?

No doubts you were like ivory idol
Carved out from glass as doll
I used to rejoice at simple appearance
Now I have lost it to as rare chance

Nothing to exchange now in form of words
Nothing to look behind as an action afterward
I am lying on ground with clopped wings
A bird alright but no melody in praise to sing

She promised me to be mine
It all appeared pleasing and fine
I was prepared to go for an extra mile
Something unusual took in between for a while

What was charm in her simple look?
Like good smell coming out from food as cooked
Where to start and where to end
She was like angel and heavenly sent

I was simple man in race
Completely lost in glamorous and innocent face
I asked for hand to be permanent
She had something else to comment

"No, dear I can't side with you"
This is correct and only true
What was fun then in any try to woo?
My all energy got lost and forbidden me to flew

I now look at no other charm
If not help but certainly they may harm
I wished warmth and long spell
But here was different story to tell

I am dying of literally death
Some one may come and offer floral wreath
"Here lived an simple soul as poet"
No more words now as he is now quiet"

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don't Garland Me

Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm

Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve

what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ

we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees

I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future

It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation

I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor

You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random

Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment

I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward

I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low

I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?

Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No to boquet

Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm

Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve

what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ

we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees

I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future

It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation

I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor

You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random

Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment

I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward

I shall strive very hard to come to the aid
I believe in action and not simply words said
I may be offending them by doing so
It is hard fact but I should lie low

I shall remain calm and not loose the patience
I may preserve it and not write it in sentence
Eyes may not remain calm but speak as mark of loyalty
where is the need to plead and feel guilty?

Tolerance is greatest key to success
Open to all and grants free access
not to bear ill will but feel so proud
Humanity may survive with message so loud

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Breaking Free

The heat begins as the movement starts,
Two bodies, two hearts,
One place, one dream,
The sweat becoming a steady stream.

One against the other skin pressed,
Their bodies together, both undressed,
Together they move, together they feel,
Both wondering how this feeling could be so real.

They lay together fingers raoming, tracing,
Bodies steady, minds racing,
Bothe wanting, both longing.
The feelings so vivid, the so taunting.

Lips roam over features, memorizing turns, dips, taste.
Bodies tangled together, hands laced,
Breathing so uneaven, yet so right.
Together they stay, through the long night.

Moans break through the air,
Into eachither they melt, into their eyes they stair,
Both so lost, yet forever lost in one place,
Skin together as one, as hearts race.

The bodies meet and one enters the other,
Both in pain, both in longng for the other,
Both wanting more, bothe lost in their dream,
as they melt together soft as cream.

Their eyes flash bright and open,
Both hoping, both wanting to feel it again,
Together they smile, love is all they now see,
Their eyes close, their hearts slow, they break free.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A hold not firm

We are here
to lead you any where
from nothingness to something
if you wish for anything

It has to be honest and sincere
it has to uttered with care
it is no use to simply watch or stare
you need to prove very fare

It is in build desire
to seek good partner and admire
this is not goods on hire
it can prove good satire

We all may pass same stage
but still prove right and manage
it is delicate phase and age
the wild animal is trying to come out of cage

It is easy to lure
But difficult to assure
The bond has to remain pure
Everything has to be done for sure

Initial phase may be for lust
But that Acton is taken as just
Go on with building the trust
This condition is unavoidable and must

It may loose its charm
If we deliver any harm
The relation may not remain warm
Even if you hold firmly in arm

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Breakin' Loose

It was the typical blues, it was more bad news
I was walkin' down a dirty street
Saw a man, I knew some years before
On the corner where the losers meet
He had rags on his back, as a matter of fact
Had a cold look on his face
He was standin' in line, groanin' words to the kind
As I passed I could hear him say, he said......
Don't live your life by the dollar sign
Live life to the limit, that's the bottom line
No guarantees what tomorrow will bring
Be the best at what you are, it's all a little insane>
Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
You never know what the future will bring
Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
I tried a part, now I'm playin' it well
Professional man, had the world in his hands
He arrived in the finest cars
He posted up his lifetime success
Every night at his favorite bar
He got off the track, he never looked back
He's an upper class renegade
Now he ain't got a dime, just his peace of mind
And he knows that he's got it made
Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
You never know what the future will bring
Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
I tried a part, now I'm playin' it well
Breakin' loose, emotional bruise
That's enough, It's time to go through
Breakin' loose, cut the line
It don't matter what your money can buy
Breakin' loose, breakin' the chain
You never know what the future will bring
Breakin' loose, breakin' the spell
I tried a part, now I'm playin' it well
Breakin' loose, emotional bruise
The house on the hill, in a financial noose
Breakin' loose, cut the line
It don't matter what your money can buy

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A Picture Of A Bound Man

one time
by chance i see a man bound
with ropes
all over his body
that even his toes and
fingers cannot move

i recall the feeling once
when i let time bound me
when i let time pass by me
and i have done nothing
to change
who i am
and what i am supposed to be
when my being
is simply left to the winds
and the seasons
to the blackness of the night
and to the bleakness of my days
when i just lay on the floor
crying
when i just let the door close upon
its face
when the windows are useless
without its hands
when the floor has no mouth to make the
sound at all that
even the termites shy away
when i feel the nearness of death
hushing upon my ears
when i simply close my eyes
and let things
hop and hover upon
my being
when i have forgotten
even to say
to hell with
life....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Picture Of A Bound Man Who Forgot To Say...

one time
by chance i see a man bound
with ropes
all over his body
that even his toes and
fingers cannot move

i recall the feeling once
when i let time bound me
when i let time pass by me
and i have done nothing
to change
who i am
and what i am supposed to be
when my being
is simply left to the winds
and the seasons
to the blackness of the night
and to the bleakness of my days
when i just lay on the floor
crying
when i just let the door close upon
its face
when the windows are useless
without its hands
when the floor has no mouth to make the
sound at all that
even the termites shy away
when i feel the nearness of death
hushing upon my ears
when i simply close my eyes
and let things
hop and hover upon
my being
when i have forgotten
even to say
to hell with
life....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A day in field

I was getting wild
But you remained mild
You acted as innocent child
I was to have day in field

I rushed to you
To fall in and get through
Thought it was very true
I did everything to woo

You were so impatient
I was mentally strong but a patient
You response was immediate and instant
We tried to achieve what we hoped for or wanted

All norms forgotten
The idea was ill-gotten
It does not take place often
Even though we take it as fun

The common sense goes off
There is more to enjoy and laugh
Palpitation rise with higher pulse rates
Everything crash at opening gate

Nothing stands on the way
No murmur, no whisper and nothing to say
Eyes all sunk and closed
Full of intoxication and dozed

Who cares for what is happening around?
Morning sun rays may fall on the ground
Cool breeze and air nicely to be found
Silence prevail with no steps to go round

What is next in store?
Pity, guilt or heavy snore
End of heaven and nothing more to explore
Heavy excitement and ignition more

Will it pave the way?
Clear the air with complete say
No more empty feeling but fulfillment
Meting of eyes with no more comments

It is said number of times
Love is like poem with beautiful rhythms
Full of quotes and unquote later
Realization if any may be considered better

The only loss is initiative or charm
The end has been realized with so much harm
There may still be fear of desertion
Lot of anxiety with full of questions

We may wake up to find hard reality
You may have full sense and capability
Still it may raise many eye brows
If it is interrupted with its flow

All blessing are for those
Who are prepared to face and pose?
Nothing matters even if with stiff challenge
Such is the stage to countered with the age

All goes well with all privacy
Then nothing remains as secrecy
Much to converse with increase in frequency
The stage is delicate and considered as fancy

Let all the facts stand ignored
Let all the norms violated and not explored
It is still a quest for finding a true companion
Love is not to be lost for forming union

It is very delicate and hard
Cautiously to move forward
When no support is found
Still it gains momentum around

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Be Always Right

Smile paves the way
Gentle touch takes you away
To a far away land
To loiter with happiness in dreamland

It is all natural
Nothing is occasional
Waterfall may make you to wonder
Why rain clouds so thunder?

Nothing is abnormal
All so wonderful and natural
We got to be human
Act simply as man or woman

Let us not forget
Let everybody set
And venture in free land
Enjoy it freely as motherland

Will we move together?
Love and be loved as brother
Sister or for that matter mother
Family may be complete with father

Let it be spread further
And be felt by others
Our lives are costly and dear
Why should we be afraid and fear?

I wish bright sun to rise
With full of zeal and promise
Let no one loose its sight
Be simple but always right

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fleeing To Be Free

You lead me so far away from my home
But with you I feel safe, no longer alone
I cant tell what makes me feel this way
Maybe it's the actions or just the words you say

I get lost along the way and you don't let me go
You watch me close, guiding me helping me heal so
I wont look back at what I have done because I know
I walked down some bad streets and I know it shows

These scars do more than mar my skin, so much more
They show others that I too have lost those I adore
I lost to their threats, destroyed my own escape
Didn't want to feel the fear until I knew it was too late

I was trapped in their web, withering away day after day
They saw me as nothing more than a slave, free pay
They searched for me but I know you covered our tracks
Not exactly legal but no one is a saint that's a fact

So when you opened my cage and told me to follow you
I couldn't believe that I could run away, it couldn't be true
But I put my fear behind me and fled from them, hand in hand
Following you when I lost sight, fleeing over sand, sea and land

Now we no longer run because we've found our new home
Found a new freedom and our own world to roam
Just you and me racing through the wooded world
Our feelings no longer passing completely unheard

poem by Rebecca Pepper
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No Bluff

You can never look worry free
If your eyes are on fruits and tree
You may be thinking as how to make best use
An idle mind is always in search of when let loose

It is human psychology and remains on constant move
They find no means for apprehensions to remove
This leads to unnecessary wrangling in mind
For which they struggle very hard to find

Only some people are exception to this syndrome
They are always happy when happily driven home
Nothing perturbs them when they are on guard
Everything is clear when they think and move forward

Inner reflection is seen on outer surface
That in turn reflects on the beautiful face
Its brings about glory and shine
Everything moves on smoothly and makes to feel fine

It is quoted 'What even if whole world you gain'
Loose the life or rest of the period is in pain
Nothing helps except contentment and happiness
That drives you in safe mode without any mad race

At first look itself you can make out
What can be happiness we all talk about!
It is self radiance with immense glow
As if bright sun shine is allowed to flow

Think for a moment and go for universal treasure
It may have many things in store to offer
You have everything to enjoy with pleasure
Only make it ample clear and doubly sure

It is easy to preach but difficult to practice
When you run out of words and promises
You may have to lead simple life with proof
It must be made known that life is real and can run without bluff

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A song for

I haven’t seen her face
Still I am in race
Prayed God for his grace
I must find her or trace

What a magical pull?
There prevails complete lull
Cool breeze laden with heavy dews
I wait for her creation to review

She is really a spell bound
Fragrance of flower and nature’s sweetness found
It looks so logical and sound
I feel she is somewhere around

Lovely site with beautiful creations
To the point with no more questions
It is an end for earnest quest
She is with me by a simple request

Her gesture and feelings are very warm
I have found her without any harm
I can feel the pulse of her heart beats
She is in creations with unsurpassable feats

Where will I really find?
Hear her words so kind
What is actually worrying my mind?
She is virtual heavenly gift for blind

How to sing song in her honor?
How to remain admirer and lover?
She is silent flow of the river
I am caught up with fragrance fever

She may not be near and to be seen
Her poems are spell bound with new scenes
It shall remain as precious treasure
I am elated with joy with no way to measure

I have determined to g it alone
My garden should not be devastated by cyclone
Let flowers of all colors boom
I shall sit and enjoy in room

Don’t stop your views to air
It may be totally unfair
I shall watch it to come through window
I have waited enough for it to allow

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish a person

Don’t forget to wish a person
It has no time or particular season
Bury the differences and say a word
“Hello brother” I pray for you to lord

Bitterness may go in seconds
You need not go and find the words
It has its own magical spell
Everything may turn into good or well

You just offer beautiful smile
Wait not for reply and stay for while
It will have its desirable effect
Relation may improve with long spell and affect

What do we loose if we say simple “hello”
It is mere invitation or extension to allow
forget the bad things and simple things to follow
Great tradition teaches us to lie low

Good, thought must emerge from heart to flow
Adversary may forget the past and try to slow
No emission of poison but sweetness to grow
cool reception may disappear with simple words of 'Hello”

it may wash the dirt of centuries
happiness everywhere and no more worries
opening of new chapter with new relation to emerge
burying of differences with sincere urge

What do we gain by showing simple gesture?
It is opening of new chapter with bright future
love and not the hatred to rule the scene
We should exchange pleasantries and must be very keen

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An end to solitude

“You can’t hold the powerful wind
I shall easily slip off and you can’t find
I shall regret it and would definitely mind
Why have you made me so much attached and blind?

I move around and make you cool
You loose your smartness and act as fool
I still preferred to be in isolation and solitude
I can lament only about unpredictable attitude

I would love not to be intolerant and impatient
You drove me toward it and remained silent
I am feeble, weak and unstable in mind
How would I last long if you don’t bind?

Stay with me like strong and master
Make your movements known and faster
I shall have no apprehensions to fear
You try to reason out and completely bear

You feel there is no strong commitment
There is no foul play, treachery or abetment
I may cling to thoughts and different views
Still my love lasts for you and is very due

You may not give due weight and understand
You may too unilaterally not offer it and stand
I still considered you as closest friend
I have seen clear path with future trend

You are a visionary and foresighted man
Anybody would consider it luck especially woman
I am no exception and would love to fall in
You clear your self and emerge in clear win

Is there any use to express in words?
Will the complete things change in entire world?
Will our relation entirely turn in to cold?
Should I not expect your action very bold?

Let wind move with its direction
You think wise and put it in action
I shall redirect all attention on you
Let us see it gets on and moves through

I was moving with so much anxiety
You were there for me to stand in civilized society
I was going down with nervous thinking
I stared at sky and eyes started blinking

Come o, savior and take me away
You lift me in air and have your way
Why don’t you bath me in your warm breath?
What is still lying unknown and beneath?

You are still clear winner in my race
I am ready to stand brave and face
Even if I am not in vicinity to be traced
Your every action will be watched and graced

Darkness may not remain for ever
Light may shine and definitely appear
It shall make ever lasting impression
You may dip in water only to feel fresh after emersion

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I could explain

I wish I could better explain the term sorrow
Visualize and see the bright future for tomorrow
Why not be self independent rather than to borrow?
Walk with me for some distance with resolve to grow

I know love is heavenly sent gift
No scope for bitter feelings and rift
It can change foe to friends with complete shift
Life may boom with definite inspirational lift

One should have willingness to bow
I wonder and think but don’t ask how?
Things may develop and shape in its own way
Seek blessings and hope for shining ray

I never knew that I will be down with fever flu
Some magic thing like called ILU. (I love you)
To behave like cold person as simple dew
What a lovely feeling to be shared with only few?

God has created music with very good spell
Each may dance with joy and feel very well
Red cheeks may glow with bright sun shine
Feelings may run high without taking glass of wine

Little rise in palpitation but accept it with mild smile
As if you have some treasure in hand for while
Why does not it happen to walk for an extra mile?
Will this actually happen or remain in book or file?

I may have earnest desire to feel its pulse
What more I should have or feel for anything else?
It has great impact of attraction and magnetic pull
Heart is filled with love and life is not dull

I need not go on roof top and explain conduct
What is happening around may be universal fact?
Does this happen to all? I hide the face and feel very shy
I shouldn’t question how it happened and why?

Everybody does have simple way to feel
You may have great joy when you steal
Heart may have all the joy to fill
Does that happen at anybody’s will?

No one can put it improper way
No matter how do you feel or say
It is really matter of great pride
You should not conceal it or hide

It is happening at appropriate time and place
Once you are in then no one can replace
It is flowing in two ways direction
Beautiful feeling arise in every move or action

I must preserve it as holy feelings of its kind
Nothing should bother and no flaws to find
Why not express openly with happiness and joy
Must bear the happiness with smile and fully enjoy

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I and Poetry

Want to be with you;
The desire suffers all day long
Amidst my routine work.
Meetings, reports, presentations
Keep you away from me like a distant dream.

You come and waive your hands at me
And I let you go.
Like the way,
You came to embrace me today;
When I heard the sound of first dropp of monsoon rain
On my window glass pane.

With the strike of Northwester,
When a sudden darkness dropped its curtain
In the meeting room
And a speech stopped with complete silence,
I could not respond.

Not that I could open the door for you.
I let you leave quietly.
I wait patiently till then,
When the tide of work mellows down
With its submission to the silent standstill world.

When the Moon might be in the sky
Or it is a Moonless starry night
And the earth goes off to sleep.
Shackle free, I stand before you
Pull you in close to my heart.

Your wordy body with touch of my lips
Becomes bright, more meaningful
Shines in the ocean of silence.

Oh poetry, my love
Look at me
Tearing the clothing of all day long;
Bare, a true self of mine awaits
To be with you,
To move into you,
To float with you in ecstasy...

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Held Firmly

You were held very firmly
Tight embrace and greeted with very warmly
All divinity is transferred and emitted
Naughtiness and mistakes simply permitted

What does she find in you?
A true reflection and happiness in you
A future well predicted in her eyes
You stand speechless with no feeling of a shy

She has all the love and nothing to complain
She is worried when you become wet in rain
Care for everything even when you are not hungry
There is not a word spoken even when she is angry

When such type of mother is standing before
You have every reason to feel proud therefore
Not a single moment you would love to miss
As you are firmly in her grip with sweet kisses

What is warmth and what is joy?
Complete heaven on earth to enjoy
You think of mother and no other
There is no end even if you go further

I don’t what would be the anther world
Will there be any place to hide and seek in fold?
Where she will be waiting for me to rush?
Take in lap with enough but gentle crush

I remember her even in my late years
I always become restless with unknown fear
She is almost bed ridden and about to leave
I can’t close the eyes and believe

She held my hand and tried to whisper
I bent down and went near
“Take care and don’t shed tears”
“Carry on nicely and try to bear”

Such words still echo in mind
I try to forget but come again and remind
Where would I go again for her to find?
For such lovely soul and very kind

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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