At last she came
It is terribly upsetting the mind with long wait
“Love makes man imperfect” it is said
Nothing goes well with in the initial period
The seems full of vacuum and filled with void
It takes enough time to adjust and understand each other
So many things come on surface and make us to bother
It is apparently the state of mind that works a lot
Sometimes it blows cold and sometimes hot
Tension and worry grip the mind and take the control
You are somewhere in another world while making the stroll
Fear is always in command and leads us to some doubts
You go impatient to meet the girl friend and know her where about
You may leave the message for urgent meet at sultry place
She too may be passing through same phase and in race
What may happen if things go differently in case?
This may exactly be the case they may be unprepared to face
The night may not be passing off with ease
Serious thoughts may occupy front seat and release
The series of arguments that may follow or surface
What will be the ultimate outcome to accept and face
Morning day light may bring quiet hope for good
You may not be in position to choose right food
It is time right to go in and clear the uncertainty
Less damage to relation and to explore the possibility
Both might have promised to reach at an appointed hour
The clock may not be rushing to reach the time of four
How long will it take to tick for ending obsession?
What will happen when she relents and come under his possession?
Such is delicate stage and what happens when she doesn’t come?
The bouquet may loose its charm if it can’t welcome
It may generate lots of impatience and heat
Heart may be pumping more and nearly missing the beats
I was watching aimlessly in all the direction
Everything depended on her timely action
I was beat nervous if she offered any reaction
there was enough room for more confusion
I suffered great dilemma when she did not turn up for meet
I was very eager to clear doubts and warmly greet
I saw in her a good companion and trusted friend
There was not doubt that friendship may succeed and will not end
I slipped into old memory when she had greeted me with mile
Whole world had belonged to me and came to feet for a while
Ears always longed to hear her cuckoo type sweet voice
I sank still deeper as had no other choice
She blew in with broad smile and lovely hello
Drew my attention but did not allow
Encircled neck with tight grip and murmured for a while
All my agony and fear disappeared wither beautiful smile
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Why only females!
“Why only females have to suffer”
“I am sorry to know it and I differ”
I was fired off by a very good friend
I thought it will bring about an abrupt end
She was for all praise for good friend
She was no doubt very clear with trend
I said I can improve upon and mend
She was adamant and refused to bend
I had liked her from the beginning
She was fire brand and very shining
Her approach very clear and convincing
I too liked her words without mincing
She was tall in figure and beautiful
I thought she may be equally faithful
She might come up with all that may be purposeful
I too longed for her and was very hopeful
Even though she was far away
I did not feel bad in any way
She had her option very much open
I too was very much hopeful even
She has boyfriend she told
But in fact she proved she is very bold
She would not easily go to any fold
She may be opposed to any idea or very cold
It did not make me sink
I even saw her without any wink
She was merely stating her position
I dreamed about her with very good composition
She will laugh it out at my proposal
She may say it even with quick disposal
She is not for anyone except her friend
She has no proposal in any sense to send
I am not good at such things
I did not expect her for something
She was to remain with me as a companion
She feared and took it for bonding and union
Relation is not built in a day
It is taking may years with days
Who can wait that longer to prove?
I liked her move and did not disapprove
Let her have her own world to live
I have my own to live and believe
Let it not drift away in strong current
The friendship is heavenly sent
I don’t want unusual thing to happen
It must not be felt now or then even
It is her choice to prevail and realize
Who am I to look upon it and oblige?
It is good for me to see her from distance
You can find many examples or good instances
It is touchy relation that may come on surface
One fine morning she may come out with smiling face
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You And Me
Under the open sky and mango tree
It is you and me, you and me, you and me
No one comes near to observe and take a look
No fear from anyone to come all of sudden and book
I am fully aware that sky and earth never meet
In unknown place we try to figure out and greet
All warmth from within to melt so soon
Nothing deters us not even burning noon
Since you are so far and can’t come over
Provide your love as simple cover
I shall continue to live with memory
Hope to meet you soon in no hurry
I have lived long time under constant fear
How much agony and pain I bear
Eyes become wet with precious tears
Most lovely words I want to hear
Come and share all happy moments
Lovely tree branches shake with movements
Branches lower with fruits and garland
It is you and me, you and me you me on land
Who will know me better when you are gone?
Not heard enough words and you are undone
Now I have to wait for another precious day
You will come with flowers from distant way
I want to express in words exactly what I wish
Why I suffer the free air and fate of that dying fish
What you have done to me in these long years?
Have I to suffer and last for love words to hear?
I don’t know what made me to think over again and again
Fully aware of surroundings but unconsciously remain
Does such stage may last for unknown period?
Will I be in position to over come and avoid?
I have no desire to live with uncertainty
It has to have some form of continuity
I know you may be won over one day
God only know how and which way?
You may flow with me as free wind
It may be union of its own kind
Just speed up and shake complete thing
Try to reach me with powerful wings
You will have to wait for cool breeze to sat in
Situation from no win to almost win
Who says love after long wait can’t succeed
If desire is left alone and set to be freed
I have won over despite heavy odds
It has come as surprise with your approval or nods
What remains to be seen is its complete success
Heart to heart and mind to mind with full access
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She didn't come
I waited but she did not come
Eyes stared in one direction to welcome
No trace of her and generating heat
Heart almost missed and skipped a beat
I saw in her a very good friend
It seemed relation will never end
We may walk for miles hand to hand
We developed relation with positive trend
I slipped into memory and saw her smile
Agony and anxiety vanished for a while
Ears were not used to listen to sweet voice
I sank deeper as had no other choice
She remained with me at every turn
Aroused the passion with nothing to burn
She aired the surrounding with melodious song
flown with clipped wing as something went wrong
Wind blew in haste almost touching her curly hair
Sweet fragrance spread across mildly in air
Red cheeks shined on face with colour fair
I couldn’t believe eyes ………………….
Was this sign of betrayal?
Should I not wait for her arrival?
May there be some special reason?
I feared a rain out of season
I did not cry and tried to weep
Sought the reason to remain calm and keep
Not to seek anything in return
Brave front for making “U” turn
I consoled self and heaved a sigh
Emotions emerged and ran very high
She may have some reasons to hide
Not necessary for all moves to disclose and confide
I thought of putting self aside
She may not be by my side
Her memory may last and suffice
Can’t I make little sacrifice
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dreamy Land
I live on dreamy land
Where you can't find any friend
Love don't mature and end
There leaves behind nothing much to amend
People leave behind pain and agony
This has been experienced by many
So many commit suicides in love race
As they have no courage to hold the face
It is lovely age that demands union
You always go in for best companion
But fail as it does not meet true standard
You look more to backward than forward
You are engulfed with doubts
What will happen and talked about?
It results in the confusion state
You go for more stories to relate
Either of the part feels insecure
As they are not pretty sure
What is the goal before them?
You will be praised and compared to gem
Suddenly you find world doesn't belong to you
Whatever you tried was not meant to be true
You were running after illusory things
You needed more time o try for something
Their beautiful dreamland may turn barren soon
You may feel hot sun in the afternoon
It may burn your skin with lots of problems
The relief may not reach to you without troubles
The moment you feel insecurity
The love evaporates with its quality
What leaves behind is deep shock!
That shall only drain tears from the stock
You are loved for flash and bones
You will be hated when it is gone
Nice romance and love is undone
The last and foremost conclusion is forgone
So have patience in selection
Don't haste in any of the action
If you can endure trauma, shocks and pain
Well, it is left to the individual to think about loss or gain
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An element of surprise
There is element of surprise
Even it is in sudden demise
Why does the sun always rise?
It can stay at home otherwise
So many things do happen or take place
They may prove disastrous even if you are not in race
You will have to deal it as fresh case
Not to loose the hope in any case
Is it not wonderful to be in this world?
All memories to be preserved and kept in fold
Why to worry about changing seasons?
It is varying from person to, person'
World may not end with our thinking
Thoughts may not stop with your sinking
You may drawn in sea or jump from sky
It will never end the question why
Try to be reasonable with simple fact
There is no use to offer resistance or to react
It may be your fate and must be accepted
Lines must be drawn choice must be opted
Future destiny makes you strong or weak
You should face the challenge and guidance to seek
You must stand alone in the lonely island
Must make it hospitable with many more friends
It may not bally your expectations
You may emerge powerful without any citation
It is your destiny and you must give shape
You should remain vigilant and never be trapped
Everything has its own time and future
It may rise and end with specific tenure
What are we thinking about future trend?
Try to adjust and make some mends
Have you ever ventured in hot sun?
Have you ever tried for shelter and run?
If not, then leave it for future option
Answer should not found before arrival of question
We get perturbed over slight setback
We don’t address it but make role back
Why do we think it as permanent tragedy?
Can we not laugh it out and make it as comedy?
Nothing comes out of despair or hope
Sometimes you may have to walk on tight rope
God has given us strength to change the direction
Go with firm determination and resolute action
Time may come when you will not look back
People will follow you for guidance and ask
It will be your finest hour to rejoice
You may be able to utter with strong voice
Wait for the day and time till it knocks your door
You must simply acknowledge and don’t try for
It has to come one day and make you smile
You may face the positive world when walk for while
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Past memory
How long person can live with past memory
To feel sad whole day and night with so much sorry
Adding tension, causing concern and worry
This is something one must avoid to carry
I come across many people with strong attachment
They cry whole day and pass pessimistic statements
It is nothing but creation of confused mind
No one can really go forward for solution to find
Smile is such thing and can be had for no cost
It is missing in most of the cases with real face lost
They find end of world with slight setback
Relation is soared with development of cracks
The face bears great sense of satisfaction
The smile is very good parameter for such action
It is reflected as very good sign
One must accept the fate and silently resign
The is loosing its flavor when detached from plant
No one can restore its charm the way it is wanted
Once broken from its link with no more hope
Everything goes wrong and it flops
The face remains swollen and complete barren
This does not take place or happen all of sudden
It has its roots from the emancipation of mistrust
Then there is left little scope for any kind of trust
Only true friends may have little time to listen to your woes
The sad tale may go unheeded or unheard even if it flows
It looses its relevance if you are not sure of what is in mind?
No one may give credence to your tale even if you are so kind
You must make choice for past and present
You can’t remain attached to past and remain physically absent
That state is not acceptable in its any form
You need complete change with attitudinal reform
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You Beautiful One
Oh you with the great smile and beautiful face
In my heart for you there is a special place
So often you have helped for to make my day
And so lovely to see you is all I can say
You are one I always feel happy to meet
So beautiful and without any conceit
I feel very lucky why otherwise pretend
To know and to have you as a mentor and friend
In your mind full of insights great wisdom abound
Your intelligence and knowledge of life is profound
You are the person many do wish to know
And with the passing of time your friends in numbers do grow
So warm and caring and free of any guile
You beautiful one with a beautiful smile.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I am lost
I am totally lost and gone for ever
I need some shelter and cover
I am running with heat but not in fever
I am not aware of it but still to think over
What makes me to go berserk?
Why am I unable to utter words or speak?
Why such stage has come to me in person?
What can be the cause or real reason?
Some invisible eagerness prevails in body
I am longing for good company of somebody
The deaired are inflamed and coming to surface
One beautiful personality strikes me with her face
I want to befriend and go all out for union
It is desire to find a very good companion
What can happen if some one touches your mind?
You have all pleasure to think about and find
This might have happened with meeting eyes
It might have progressed with exchang of the byes
It is well turning point to result in reality
Love is not the cause but a blend of fine quality
I am dreaming night in a day
Well, this is condition anyway
I want to pull her bring her near
Still mind is gripped with unknown fear
This is not something new to happen
It has been there for centuries even
Love is all about to feel and live
There is one thing only to believe
You are not exception
It is nicely thought over with conception
It is nice gift from the creator
We are simple breathing creature
We may behave erratically
As it has come automatically
There is no scope to feel guilt
The feelings are divine gift and in built
We may go for it aimlessly or inadvertently
This stage is romantic and comes in life suddenly
You go for undrstanding and move openly
It is nice step but must be woked out conviniently
Slight misunderstanding may invte break up
You have lost the chance and again can't take up
It has to be maintained with trust
The relation ahould go on and is must
It is not on as side show
The serious relation must groom and grow
It is like fine river water flow
Very eager to meet but offer serious blwo
There is no other short cut or route
You have to go honesty and can't flout
It is one time affair or opportunity in life time
It must be considered as golden period or prime
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Appealed....
It appealed me less when she cried
It even puzzled me when she lied
It even terrified me when she tried
'Love, happy valentine day' gently said
It is always nice to feel good about
Friends, relatives, near ones and who are out
Little urges arise in the remote centre of heart
Bring us together in times to come as living art
It is not mere exchange of pleasantries
In our life there may be several entries
But when some one enters all of sudden
It becomes unique in chance as very golden
You need some one to talk and move with
Confide in person and free the tongue from teeth
Prison gate opens up with lot more thoughts to release
What a situation to find with and live at ease!
Flower presentation may have been easy medium
Where eyes meet with eagerness and tongues keeps mum
No need to speak a word but only exchange of lovely rose
As if to speak thousand words in one word and suppose
Very delicate situation when you are seized with uncertainty
There is no time to think of and take help from almighty
Complete mind is diverted to single point programme and action
There is no time to think about other things and awaiting reaction
I hope world rejoices at this small token with joy
Somewhere takes place harmonious tuning to enjoy
Many feel whole world under their feet
So much to speak, converse and finally to greet
We have come closer indeed
At some point we have forgotten the lust or greed
It is sincere desire to think and cement the bond
Push everything aside and to take place at second
I wish and pray for this lovely day to do much more
Open the new avenues for world community to explore
We have no time to observe and feel delicate touch
Let us join together and feel warmth of feelings as such
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Meet Me At No Special Place
(and Ill be there at no particular time)
(pyle/robinson/terker)
Baby, we two cant get along,
Im never right, youre never wrong.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time.
Baby, it just aint common sense
Mixin up love with arguments.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time.
Im all fed up on stormy weather,
Im going where its june.
Heres hopin I see you never
cause if I do, that will be too soon.
Now that Ive put my heart on ice,
Missing you will seem paradise.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time.
~interlude~
Youd better bring along your glasses
In case Im hard to find,
Youll wish you could see before you
As clearly as you can see behind.
You can turn back in retropect
Of the times you stuck out your neck.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time.
All we do is make up
Then quarrel all over again,
But this is it ~ the breakup
From now on, you knew me when...
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time!
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Fear of my thoughts
You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...
poem by Cannita Melius
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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
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Good Life
There is this door in front of you
If you don't open and see what behind it
You are going miss out on a lot
There is
Good life
If you just overcome your fear
There will be something amazing happen
You will never regret yourself if you just do it
If you want something so much
All you have to do is dig a little deeper
There is going to be ups and downs, but
If you believe in yourself and do it
You doing it with flying colors and
Good life
Happen because you did it
Just remeber that you're not alone
There is someone you can go to or lean on
You might think is hard and
Give up on yourself and doubt yourself too
Don't do that and
There is going to be ostacles that going block your way
So just face you fear
Good life
Will come to you and you see that you're strong enough to do it
You will be great when you do it
There is this door in front of you
If you don't open and
See what behind it
You going miss out on a lot
There is a
Good life
If you just overcome your fear
There will be something amazing happen
You will never regret yourself if you just do it
There are these two paths
You have to choose
One can lead you in dark or good path if you lucky enough
Just remember if you made wrong decision
Then next time try making the better choice.
Good life
Will come along way
So just hold on tight and be brave
It going to be worthwhile if you just do it
Good life
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To a Little Girl That Has Told a Lie
AND has my darling told a lie?
Did she forget that GOD was by?
That GOD, who saw the things she did,
From whom no action can be hid;
Did she forget that GOD could see
And hear, wherever she might be?
He made your eyes, and can discern
Whichever way you think to turn;
He made your ears, and he can hear
When you think nobody is near;
In every place, by night or day,
He watches all you do and say.
Oh, how I wish you would but try
To act, as shall not need a lie;
And when you wish a thing to do,
That has been once forbidden you,
Remember that, nor ever dare
To disobey, for GOD is there.
Why should you fear the truth to tell?
Does falsehood ever do so well?
Can you be satisfied to know,
There's something wrong to hide below?
No! let your fault be what it may,
To own it is the happy way.
So long as you your crime conceal,
You cannot light and gladsome feel:
Your little heart will seem oppress'd,
As if a weight were on your breast;
And e'en your mother's eye to meet,
Will tinge your face with shame and heat.
Yes, GOD has made your duty clear,
By every blush, by every fear;
And conscience, like an angel kind,
Keeps watch to bring it to your mind:
Its friendly warnings ever heed,
And neither tell a lie nor need.
poem by Ann Taylor
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Happy New Year Everyone
As we venture towards another year,
I sit and reflect on the passing one.
A year that has been filled
with surprises from start to finish.
The biggest surprise
is the love and friendship
that has greeted me
from all the four corners of the world.
My cup runneth over
with the joys that it has brought
to this heart of mine.
It is hard to believe
and I am still pinching myself
to prove that it is real.
I could never have imagined
at this time last year. (2006)
that I would be writing this
to say thank you to everyone.
The joy of just one friend
is something to rejoice for,
but to having hundreds
is surely a blessing from God.
This year has taught me
many things about my life
and the way we should live.
Caring for others,
everyone we meet,
stretching out a helping hand
to everyone in need.
Never giving cross words,
there is no need for them,
when our love
will always make amends.
So yes, this passing year to me
has been a very memorable one.
Into the next, I’ll stride
with hope that I can help more
than I did this year.
Making more people smile
and bring more love and good cheer.
To all my friends out there
around the world
I am wishing you
a very happy and prosperous
New Year (2008) ahead.
If it is to be,
like this year for me.
It will certainly be a good
and Happy New Year indeed.
Happy New Year Everyone
Love and Hugs
David aka Dodgy Dave
30 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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Time
(m&l - deris)
Feel it running off
So strong and clear
An age is over fast
And disappears
Help him if you can
His hour will come soon
Push away his fear
Hell see elysium
Its time
Its time
Guard him a little while
And calm his shiver
Wash and dry his tears
And cold his fever
Take the bibles words
Speak it pure his soul
Lay love in his mind
His close to the final goal
Its time
Its time
Its time to go
Time for the freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Pray strong
Pray to the higher
Turn your back on the devils fire
Time to go
Time for freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Time is passing by
When his mind is clear
He called your brother
Now his brain is dazed
Its resigning rather
Mother take his hand
Say a last good-bye
Were not gifted to
Turn water into wine
Its time
Its time
Its time to go
Time for the freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Pray strong
Pray to the higher
Turn your back on the devils fire
Time to go
Time for freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Time is passing by
Solo: michael
song performed by by Helloween
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Restless night
What are all factors lead to our enlightenment?
What particular time make us to enjoy moment?
Why are we sad at some point of time and happy very next?
What is in our heart that pushes more to perform best?
You will have thousands of answers with strong appeal
The God has installed gadget to pick good and not repeal
Something good is really picked to make it deal
Life in turn spreads fragrance and looks very real
It has some bearing for likes and dislikes
Not everything is blown in smokes
We are compelled to search for in troubled phase
Nothing comes to our rescue to keeps us at ease
Some of the new music really pleases the ears
It seems as if it was not heard for years
The ear drums catch and respond positively
The tension is eased and come to term immediately
I loved the natural surroundings and its beat
Every time it is pleasant to hear while in seat
What a surprise from nature without any preparation?
It is up keeping of morale and timely elevation
Our mind is curious enough to cure the ills
It pours in lot of ideas to clear vacuum and fill
There is gap and void to be filled in with infusion
Still there remains no satisfaction with confusion
Some of the music instruments render precious service
In all the respects it is liked in troubled time and suffice
It helps to relieve some the worries at the outset
Tension is easily forgotten and efforts are again reset
I have seen morning and witnessed it as very pleasant
There is everything in it to enjoy as we want it in present
No one has enough of time to think of natural music
But there definitely lies the key with magic
We need to cool down mind and lay at rest
How nature is cool with breeze and its best?
They have nothing to prove to anybody
Still it is there without our asking for somebody
If not we then some one else may pick the thread
He will pick the essence of love and plead
Do all the best to come out of turmoil and enjoy
This is how we all go for in and offer no decoy
If music is good to ears so are the words
If it is mixed with harmony to look forward
What else can we offer to troubled mind?
The music and nature can really make it to look very kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Our enlightenment
What are all factors lead to our enlightenment?
What particular time make us to enjoy moment?
Why are we sad at some point of time and happy very next?
What is in our heart that pushes more to perform best?
You will have thousands of answers with strong appeal
The God has installed gadget to pick good and not repeal
Something good is really picked to make it deal
Life in turn spreads fragrance and looks very real
It has some bearing for likes and dislikes
Not everything is blown in smokes
We are compelled to search for in troubled phase
Nothing comes to our rescue to keeps us at ease
Some of the new music really pleases the ears
It seems as if it was not heard for years
The ear drums catch and respond positively
The tension is eased and come to term immediately
I loved the natural surroundings and its beat
Every time it is pleasant to hear while in seat
What a surprise from nature without any preparation?
It is up keeping of morale and timely elevation
Our mind is curious enough to cure the ills
It pours in lot of ideas to clear vacuum and fill
There is gap and void to be filled in with infusion
Still there remains no satisfaction with confusion
Some of the music instruments render precious service
In all the respects it is liked in troubled time and suffice
It helps to relieve some the worries at the outset
Tension is easily forgotten and efforts are again reset
I have seen morning and witnessed it as very pleasant
There is everything in it to enjoy as we want it in present
No one has enough of time to think of natural music
But there definitely lies the key with magic
We need to cool down mind and lay at rest
How nature is cool with breeze and its best?
They have nothing to prove to anybody
Still it is there without our asking for somebody
If not we then some one else may pick the thread
He will pick the essence of love and plead
Do all the best to come out of turmoil and enjoy
This is how we all go for in and offer no decoy
If music is good to ears so are the words
If it is mixed with harmony to look forward
What else can we offer to troubled mind?
The music and nature can really make it to look very kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Letter In The Last Day Of '2008
first word is 'hello'
that it writes me
the following are so mellow
so sad, so heartily
at first it greets me warm
but hardly I smile
then it writes 'thank you'
and I say mine too
it tells of our beginning
I start recollecting
memory, oh memory
gathers around me
tears and laughter
we've shared together
from one, two, three, four, five,
until three hundred sixty five
a lot of thing we've divided
between ourselves and loved it
as I reach to the middle
I begin to sniffle
I hold myself not to sob
sadness in me run amuck
this letter so clear
tells of what I hate to hear
it tells that it will leave
at this time tonight, it will
it speaks of what I fear
my eyes in tears
it says we won't ever meet
and it says 'sorry'
its time is coming
truth I'm denying
days we're together
I thought it'd be forever
no, no, no it's not
not a storyline or a plot
five minutes to midnight
I finish reading it
tears break free from me,
knowing we won't ever meet
we're friends for long
our memory are so profound
our memory are worth the time
that 'memory' I won't ever find
but I'll lock in my heart always
until I die someday
twelve fifty eight
I beg the 'time' to wait
let me feel its presence
that fades and weakens
at the exact midnight
my body lose its might
I start to falter
and again read the letter
I lost a fellow
now a little hollow
tears then follow
to my cold pillow
the last word is 'good bye'
good bye too, my friend
and that memory I'll never find
again...
P.S.: in my opinion, new year not only is the time to be jubilant, but also sad to be left by a friend that has accompanied us in a whole year, 'the 2008' itself..
poem by Kite Remedy
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A slip to sleep
I go in to sleep to meet sure shot death
It is nothing but belief and faith
I have always lived in fear with
When I woke up find the closed teeth
It is unusual to believe in mythological truth
We live in fool’s paradise for feeling to soothe
Nothing helps in turn other than to create bogey
Mind is arrested and thoughts don’t emanate free
Ho many deaths you have to go through in life span
Is it like floating on life pond like white swan?
Do we go deep in water and not coming back again?
What do we do to come in life and regain?
It is absolutely painless odyssey
No one can offer any logic or alibi
It is happening daily and almost certain
I develop no amusement or pain
There is o escape from sleep to slip
It is successful onward trip
We sit on throne as powerful king
All courtesans offer the dance and sing
It is another world with all the comforts
All thoughts of day rush from mind and report
You perform there as super hero
Though you are worth nothing but zero
It is better to die once
There won’t be any pain or worry hence
You die thousand times a day
The sleep is only easy way
It is almost impossible to live at ease
It is stagnated and no fresh energy to release
I am not at happy and pleased
I wake in sleep and life seems to be ceased
It is tortuous and full of agony
I don’t know but it may be suffered by many
It may unwant call to decide at this stage
Still it is difficult to stand alone and manage
Let it be probed fully to help us later
It has to come sooner or later
Whether it is in day time or in sleep
It definitely gives us good slip
Let us escape this confusion and stay clean
We have many ways and means
It can keep us away from worry and tension
It is not worth here for all the time to mention
The death certain and bound to take place
It is to be realized and can be read on face
it should not engulf our mind or lay a seize
Life may come to stand still any time and cease
Give a nice slip to sleep
Smile always and good health to keep
Good bye to mythology or any theory
Keep it way if it causes worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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