At the time of disaster
A remembrance to God only at the time of disaster
we have become non-believer and master
We want to grow in materialistic world
shifting the sand and blowing hot and cold
The success and glory makes human being to go blind
He has all the doubts about natural powers to find
as if the he has been gifted with divine eye
he has all the doubts and habit of raising questions with why
Many people tend to deny the existence of almighty
we can lament their behavior and feel pity
we are helpless in the hands of lord
why do we lack the use of proper or suitable word?
We can live under false impression
create falsehood and live with obsession
no one has denied so far the power of nature
we have existed this before not for pleasure
You can not have any distance
you got to believe at once
the world existed this before and will continue
we must realize the fact without different views
It is suicidal not to fall in line
you cn not live under the influence of wine
there is some limit where you must stop
you have to look back even after reaching at the top
All human bodies are subjected to decay
your arguments can hold ground and stay
you can preserve it but can not bring back
you will be considered mad and crack
No right person may by buy your argument
even though he may be agreeable to your comment
the world at large has full faith in the system
It is not at all worrying them
We are bound to be guided by super natural powers
we may raise high buildings and towers
a natural curse is not going to fall all of sudden
it may not fall at all even
you may find thousands of followers
they continue to pray and are keen believers
they will go by the inner instinct and voice
they will not raise the doubt and create noise
We are powerless and simply a pawn
at any time of little blow you may go down
the best of the system may not come to the rescue
the end is certain for anybody when falling due
it is of no use to create a bogey
A lesson can be learnt from honey bee
they do nothing to survive their end
we continue to deny it with new progressive trend
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Dry leaf
We are social animal alright
Meant to fool all and fight
Create controversy and question creator
Forget our own existence and try to fool the mentors
As you feel the hungry, you take the food
As you grow in age, you feel nice and good
Human mind may never allow being at rest
Live happily as much as you can and think of best
What has happened to all of us?
Raising the finger of doubt with mistrust?
Are we in position to create human body?
Is it not the work of only almighty?
Let us not fool ourselves and claim ignorance
You are on this beautiful earth merely by chance
Think for a second and leave the doubt
There is nothing much to talk about
We shall remain at his mercy all the times
We may feel powerful at some give point of time
Nevertheless we are pawn in his game
You will never be able to find where from you came
I feel shame about arguments and laugh it out
We have no ability to hold strong with roots
We can be no more within friction of second
As everybody is destined to end
Peace thought and love only come from humble person
If he is wicked then he will escape it with many reasons
If he is arrogant with power then he may boost his image
Only to come down on earth like blank page
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An assassin's bullet
Is the tolerance has taken back seat?
Do we stab a person when tries to greet?
What are we to offer in the name of tolerance?
What alternate we have in everybody’s presence?
Will wanton killing may alter the situation?
Will it not raise the eye brows and questions?
It is condemned all over but with mute voice
World is taking no notice or create noise
Can we be called generous human being?
What happiness we can offer or bring?
We can not praise almighty in sacred place
There are bomb blasts to eliminate the race
Are we falling to wicked designs?
Merely surrendered and resigned
Where are we heading for as of today?
Killings and looting is on all the days
I can not offer my prayers
There wait the assassin as bullet sprayers
I have no place to beg for your mercy
I bow my head in shame and feel pity
All holy verses are forgotten
Resorting to orgy of violence often
I am at pain to learn the crux of teachings
Who may be taking guidance for preaching?
We call ourselves as children of God
We respect and obey every word of lord
We earnestly request to fill heart with kindness
Not a single word to cause any sort of unhappiness
I wish to ignore all holy norms
Let no one come, advocate and inform
What the humanity and religion stands?
Who is to be considered foe or friend?
I have no faith in such philosophy
Who openly preach violence and offer money with trophy?
They are named as crusader and martyrs of the cause?
Let them look behind and assess the situation with pause?
Crocodiles and vultures are true friends
They have remained with us till the end
They have not polluted the air or water
We are going to vitiate and alter
Who has generated hate campaign and ceaselessly maintained?
Why so many bodies lay scattered all over as stained?
What does it speak of natural understanding and true religion?
Why is it spreading its wings in other regions?
We all express true allegiance to written words
We inherit the substance and look forward
As whole world lay before us for embrace
We critically ignore the fact for the gloom to face
As we stand on the brink of disaster?
No solution is sought after
We have reached zero tolerance
No possibility is expected in near future hence
There will be rebirth of another messiah
Who will bear the burnt and lay down the life
We may then lament the fall of star
What otherwise would have been achieved without war?
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An imaginary conclusion
The sky and earth meet somewhere
if not at least they present the scene here
the illusory world with fake show
we think same and falsely grow
The sea too present same scene
somewhere at the distance two ends are seen
it is same scene with wrong impression
still we deny it and leave under confusion
Everybody is aware of the fact
still they pass the blame and angrily react
human tendency is such to think otherwise
where restrain is must to be looked wise
We go beyond certain limit
as long as it deems fit
the failure pushes to think differently
where as it was known and seen apparently
The human body is subjected to decay
it is unbelievable and causes dismay
We know there is no short cut or alternative way
no care is taken for enough attention to pay
We know it is difficult to catch the air
we are blinded by light and flair
it may cut across the sky
we may naturally think and question why
We have not grown with the age
It is still believed as general knowledge
parallels may look but does not meet
but we fail to recognize and feel it
It is driving us to despair
the conclusion drawn is not fair
it is mere desperation
it warrants no consideration
Some of the things do not go together
still it may baffle us and bother
we may disregard the existence even
we are blinded and extremely driven
the sky has its role to play
the land is vast and remain away
the sea also lie deep and make no noise
who else can think and raise the voice?
We come to the sense when craziness is over
we find many excuses and go for cover
it will be mere satisfaction however
the days may not be forgotten forever
The natural objects may stay as they are
there is no change even if they are very far
they function in ordinary but organized manner
we got to come in terms later or sooner
Let us pray for common good and some wisdom
the dreams may be realized seldom
it may lead you to boredom or stardom
you may have all the means and freedom
Still it is mired in illusion
it may lead to frustration
everything may emerge in form of question
We may not prove capable to find the solution
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What the hell 'm doing on earth?
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more fo
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Good quest
What the hell I am on earth?
What the mission and work I carry on?
What do I do for self and others?
Is it not wonderful I still live on?
What do I do and pray for?
Know not and still ask for more,
has this occurred to me this before?
Continue to ponder and answer no more,
is it confined to me alone?
’m the soul only suffer,
do you have any clue or answer?
does the answer lie with only power?
I love not to lead life very simple,
may not go for white but only purple,
See at water but not at bubble,
Think I not, though time more ample,
What more I have to offer?
Not yet prepared even for coffin,
is there enough food in my Tiffin?
Will my quest continue or confine?
I continue to stare and look at sky,
Sun, stars, moon all shine but why?
I find no answer and feel so shy,
heart feel heavy but can not cry
Am I so fool and feel so cool,
or simply a medium or tool.
If so, then why not I leave to HIM?
Why so urge and keep a whim?
I may not look back,
though no noble thought in my pack,
even turn rough and create some crack,
but still surge ahead and find good track,
why should I ponder over split milk?
Why not prefer cotton and run for silk?
Is it not the race considered so mad?
hide inside more and always look bad,
It is not I who will decide,
leave it to HIM as HE is beside,
no to right or yes to any side,
always in middle and nothing to hide,
I will bury all and not more think,
no more smile and no more wink,
neither I swim and nor do I sink,
with strong resolve not to blink,
I find it no less than conquest,
answer I found at simple request,
I know not whether good or best,
but certainly I find myself safe in nest,
I may thrive and also survive,
let there not be unrest and revive,
will always do and strive for good,
even there may not be any more food.
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A wild life
The wild creature is falling prey
They will be done away
The jungles may have empty space
At every inch will be human race
This is how we encroach
Unnecessary kill and poach
We kill the spirit and pride
What else we can show to world or hide?
We are dangerous animal of rare kind
Such unique creature you can never find
God washed off his hand after creation
We are useless and worth to find any mention
The home and family is so dear to us
We go blind for them and openly trust
The wild animals have no where to go
We are desperately pushing them and throw
In no time they will be facing extinction
We are not making any distinction
It is ruthless expedition and mad drive
The forests are natural refuge to live
Without them we may not survive
We must provide natural habitat or give
Their food habit definitely varies
We can't do away with rare species
We are killing them for our narrow interest
Though they have served and protected as best
They never came and encroached upon our land
They were natural ally and best friend
It will serve no logical interest
We must concern and worry for the rest
They should be preserved at any cost
For environment they must be allowed to stay as most
We have nearly made it impossible
They are not at al, comfortable
We poach them any time and at will
Sometimes for hunting sake we resort to kill
This has endangered the eco- balance
We need to think and change the stance
The people are recklessly killing them in rage
Some are put to bondage and kept in cage
They are reduced to pet habits
It is pure gimmick and gambit
We are not inclined to wild world
We are turning hostile and cold
It is necessary to preserve
We need to closely observe
Let us think how best we can serve?
Without compromising and loosing the nerve
Can we not reserve or keep some places?
Ideally suited for them and preserve the race
They can groom and expand the culture
Free space as found in sky by vultures
The logic is very clear and simply accepted
We co-exist principle as it is not at all rejected
The entire globe is not meant for human being alone
We must accommodate all and deny it to none
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People and peace
Most of the times I write about world peace
As this is the only subject to be written at ease
If there is peace and stability all over
Why at we will worry and need any cover?
People have seen rising of great empires
Coming down to ground without any fires
They could mange no change or and walked with space
That was the only reason for the fall of royal races
We witnessed emergence of powerful dictators
They were cause of resentment and cruel perpetrators
What did they do for their beloved subject?
Did they implement any welfare measures or acts?
I try to pen down complete scene
Nothing strikes mind with loss or win
Two world wars brought humanity at shame
Where all we can go and share the blame?
Nature has proved unkind to us as human have done
Where all natural shield or covers have gone?
Why we witness natural calamities every third day?
Why almighty and creator of universe is not showing way?
Let us take of there " P" in general
Peace, people and prosperity not as casual
Peace and prosperity is eluding us completely
Not wars alone but nature is causing havoc relatively
Let people feel from their heart
That almighty is one and needs good start
We have forgotten love and compassion
We have turned materialistic and have an obsession
We all must light the candle for world peace
Let no one die of starvation or phase
It is now in our hand to take united stand
Let world become not one but at least keep positive trend
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You do anything.......
You do anything you like
Go on roof top and shout with mike
Create scarcity and price you hike
Nothing can stop you to look alike
It is one and al the same
Playing role of life as part of the game
No lament but excuses offer lame
Earn livelihood along with the fame
Still your are called simple human
No distinction between woman and man
All activities so general and common
Nothing new but life simply goes on
I do it because see it happen around
Consider it usual and system sound
Nothing wrong or lacuna found
No reason to forgo and new way round
It will go on and not change a slight
May be there at the end a light?
All goodness seemed to be in sight
Will not appeal me as path right
Is it so human and psychological?
Is there no other way to be so logical?
Bad things set aside and fine one to recall,
No further downgrading and save from fall
Just seemed to me a difficult task
Performing it by wearing a mask
Never bothered to think and ask
Is it proper for me to continue and last?
If I could change a little or improve
Nothing to show to world and prove
It is just normal and simple way
So biting conscience and have humble way
It will have His approval and blessings
Never might you feel any thing missing
Still you remain in race very much same
Same ground same way and same game
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Disparity
Why do we call it disparity?
Do we fail and lack clarity?
Or merely feel it is charity,
what is the answer for parity?
We never stooped below and sank,
some smarts get together and call it think tank,
we have divergent views and live in opposite bank
never try to find out why are we so frank?
Alas! God had some ideas coming very late,
but we recreated it and added hate
still not think it improper and appreciate,
human values so down and depreciated,
Can we not remain one and swim?
blame no one and just pray only HIM
do our duty and not miss the object prime,
think not different and consider it crime,
Are we not fully dedicated yet?
Still we claim ourselves a disciplined lot?
Cool not down when it is too hot,
think so old and continue to rot,
Has God created different world for us?
Why do we think then so thus?
Are we just slaves in our own home?
And we pray none but dead in dome
when you march and think of none?
Make best efforts to see work well done,
Diamonds may come but unfinished from mines
we polish it and shape on different lines?
Do we breathe separate fresh air?
Do stars appear always in pair?
Why do we fight and always dare?
Do we deny HIM and not just care?
Together we fight rank along tank,
don’t see ground, river or bank,
Shed blood for honor and holy cause,
why then there be any deliberate pause?
Are we not confusing and defining?
Drawing it wrong and only redefining,
Still time is left there not to confine,
it stands for those who combat and combine,
Why are we blind and bow just down?
Cause one and still face frown,
is the war worthy just only for crown?
Let we not put ourselves so down,
May I make attempt for humble submission?
Let the guilty not have any easy admission,
what we think right is purely a mission?
Whether by right, duty or with permission,
There resides in you, pious and humble soul,
why then we smell or feel any foul?
Sit we together and sometimes eat also same,
then why do we try to create big name?
Tell and remind those who think otherwise?
will lead nowhere and steps too not wise,
will further let you down when have a fall,
stature may be lost even with name very tall
As you roll on and time may pass,
world may know what is your class,
however high your goal just may be,
Still cast a doubt and higher price will be,
Our goal is not as it seems on face
together we may rise and fall in race
so is the right time to shed the differences,
no different words and no more wrong inferences
Why do we call it disparity?
Do we fail and lack clarity?
Or merely feel it is charity,
what is the answer for parity?
We never stooped below and sank,
some smarts get together and call it think tank,
we have divergent views and live in opposite bank
never try to find out why are we so frank?
Alas! God had some ideas coming very late,
but we recreated it and added hate
still not think it improper and appreciate,
human values so down and depreciated,
Can we not remain one and swim?
blame no one and just pray only HIM
do our duty and not miss the object prime,
think not different and consider it crime,
Are we not fully dedicated yet?
Still we claim ourselves a disciplined lot?
Cool not down when it is too hot,
think so old and continue to rot,
Has God created different world for us?
Why do we think then so thus?
Are we just slaves in our own home?
And we pray none but dead in dome
when you march and think of none?
Make best efforts to see work well done,
Diamonds may come but unfinished from mines
we polish it and shape on different lines?
Do we breathe separate fresh air?
Do stars appear always in pair?
Why do we fight and always dare?
Do we deny HIM and not just care?
Together we fight rank along tank,
don’t see ground, river or bank,
Shed blood for honor and holy cause,
why then there be any deliberate pause?
Are we not confusing and defining?
Drawing it wrong and only redefining,
Still time is left there not to confine,
it stands for those who combat and combine,
Why are we blind and bow just down?
Cause one and still face frown,
is the war worthy just only for crown?
Let we not put ourselves so down,
May I make attempt for humble submission?
Let the guilty not have any easy admission,
what we think right is purely a mission?
Whether by right, duty or with permission,
There resides in you, pious and humble soul,
why then we smell or feel any foul?
Sit we together and sometimes eat also same,
then why do we try to create big name?
Tell and remind those who think otherwise?
will lead nowhere and steps too not wise,
will further let you down when have a fall,
stature may be lost even with name very tall
As you roll on and time may pass,
world may know what is your class,
however high your goal just may be,
Still cast a doubt and higher price will be,
Our goal is not as it seems on face
together we may rise and fall in race
so is the right time to shed the differences,
no different words and no more wrong inferences
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No way to express
I see sullen face in mirror
It creates some cold in spine with terror
Is it what am I in real dealing?
Do I create no way for healing?
Real contrast and it makes me to shiver
This may be experienced only by fewer
I know I am not cheating conscience
Still I think it differently with variance
I am no stranger to self and know the limit
I feel guilty when people catch my feet
I am not what I am supposed to be
I act contrary and still feel free
It is not the concealment of the facts
It speaks well about my concealed acts
I tried hard enough to cheat conscience
With all favored arguments at once
People may know well about it and laugh
Still it will not be complete fact but only half
I shall go on uninterrupted and lead the way
There won’t be anything more to say
Why to be afraid of life when it is full of duality?
World has recognized it as best available quality
I can be no exception with its existence
I must live happily with its presence
Why should I bother to see self on reflecting surface?
It may read only what is seen on face?
Nothing come out in open as to what is going on inside
I shall keep it in safe custody and nothing more to confide
It is not the same world as it looks apparently
It is only reflective mood presented currently
It will suicidal step if we remain aloof and unconcerned
We got to fall in line and remain on guard for not to be cornered
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Not As An Art
It may not considered as an art
It may not find suitable mart
Yet it is feeling that every human being may have
When in trouble the way may pave
It has lost no charm
Every word is useful without any harm
What do we need in our hostile mind?
A little rest and nice place to find
Who has time for all natural phenomena?
When everything is seen or available in cinema
Now that too has vanished or disappeared
Who will care and think about is feared?
No one wants to hear morning cuckoo
Life is rapidly moving and is very true
We want cooking gas from earth and high rise buildings
Earth is giving away and threatens imminent endings
I helplessly look at the sky and grave
I can’t live in isolation and be brave
I know the future generation may not have time
What will they do when natural sources depletes sometimes?
No one may hear my painted parrot’s voice
They would think it unnecessary noise
I have nothing to air and invite the wrath
Being poet means a shot sure death
I may be laughed at silly creations
It may have only imaginary revelations
Some nice words placed in inverted coma
I can not expect it high staged drama
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An honest intention
It is matter of clear intent
With less or more you will have to content
Joy and happiness always and never to lament
Not to express burning desire or comment
We have lot many desires in mind
It has no meaning or parallel to find
Almighty is so pleased on us and very kind
We should not pretend to be ignorant or blind
There may still be something short of in expectation
Thoughts may hound us and raise thousand and one questions
It is how you accept it as fate and real destiny?
We may still be excelling in unknown field or many
Our fancy or needs has got no end
We may err but no time to mend
No timely help can be had even from friend
This is natural and uniform prevalent trend
How do you then contend with whatever you have?
How you look intelligent but normally behave?
It may be wise to ask for such treasure
We may then have boundless pleasure
I shall continue to seek it in humble way
No dominance on others but still pivotal role to play
This will naturally take us away from frustration
We will go for mere contentment without any equation
There is no far or near end to meet
Every opportunity or events gladly to meet
You may find all happiness at your feet
When people may embrace you and openly greet
This is the way you face the problem and confront
It doesn’t matter what we usually expect or want?
It may come any way if you have really tried
How can you expect water from well if it is really dried?
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This Must Be
“This must be pure love” I thought
How strong it was powerful pull to be fought
No one could resist its magnetic power
I was not that fortunate enough from fewer
Many times I had thought about not entertaining
I was up to the last very firm and maintaining
I could resist no further as nature had started showing its colors
Eyes were resting on beautiful flowers and seeking for
I witnessed gradual change and really loved
It was nice to retire from one point to another when moved
It has its own charm and needs sometime to adjust
You got to believer your eyes and it is really must
Why nature was behaving in its unusual way?
I was practically unmoved previously and stayed away
What brought me in to it’s near by influence?
Was it right on my part to shed the prudence?
Yes, I witness terrific changes in body
It was all noticed and put to me by everybody
It was time that was pressing me for total change over
I needed some one to offer me simple cover
“Well, go for it my dear sons” I was encouraged
I knew nothing about as how it was to be managed
But somebody came to my rescue at right place
I was hypnotized by natural beauty and reflected on face
“This must be true” I exclaimed
Else why it that I was was clean bowled?
I must obey to natural dictate
It had something to relate
We are all guided by super power
We have to fall to it’s pray later or sooner
It is designed in such a way that human beings feel complete
Universe under goes gradual change and we feel it under our feet
We are subjected to universal appeal
It is our guide, medicine and means to heal
We may go against it run for favor
Yet it remains our protector and savior
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To deny natural divide
How to deny natural divide when it exists?
How to side with untruth when someone insists?
How shut eyes and feel dark when light is seen?
I can’t go with all as I am not blind and not so keen
The natural principles to believe in constant change
You stick to rigidity and you are out of race to manage
No one may prefer you as an ardent supporter
Once you have fallen out of grace as an observer
The distinction is rightly drawn for available facts
One must think positive and clearly fall in line with to act
You can’t make believe day a night and night a day
It has its own accepted routes to force its way
What if one refuses to believe in sun shine?
How world can look different if you are under influence of wine?
Some of the universal changes do not alter the basic reality
To go with it or not rests upon your common sense and ability
It won’t serve any good and cause immense harm
Days may not go cold when they are already warm
The seasons are armed with all kind of changes
As human being we are prone to certain things but unable to change
We are sure of the fact that love blinds a person
Almighty has induced it in human being with some reasons
He must cry, delight, laugh and slip into memory
Some of the heaviness lessens with the expression of sorry
Mix reaction may not evoke good response
It may make you vulnerable with no sense
It will add tension, anxieties and worry
You will burdened most and compelled to carry
It is foolishness on our part not to distinguish good from bad
It may sometimes lead us to believe and next moment very sad
These are all interlinked and considered as two sides of the coin
The pain may reduce if you try artificially to laugh while actually in pain
Everybody know the facts still refuse to believe
With wrong notion and belief and prefer fallacy to live
Not day or night deter or for that matter truth or lie
Only one fear keeps under control that certain possibility to die
We could have defied the universal law
If it had some short cuts with loop holes or flaw
We could escape unnoticed with sheer intelligence
But alas! We are constantly reminded of its presence
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Trace the origin
It is very difficult to trace the origin
We are unaware of the facts and live on margins
No once assertively say the first origin of religion
On e can only hold the views and continue with lien
No one can deny also the strong bond of and attachment
Even today so much stress is thrust upon refined movement
They need more and more followers to stay in fold
We have plenty of faiths in this reformed world
It is thin life of faith and matters much to an individual
He can’t lead the life as simple or very casual
He has somebody as source of strength to pray in mind
Amidst all the difficulties to survive and new energy to find
No one is that much serious about the origin or its emergence
The environment in which he lives is blessed with presence
The God or almighty is in centre of his nerve to hold the view
The basic fact about omni presence is accepted by all and rejected by few
Each part of the globe is blessed with presence of many faiths
Their life style may be different but all are scared of death
Bowing of head in acceptance is common and hands in prayer for mercy
Only one name in prayer and on tongue in case of crisis or emergency
May be God might have missed some the important aspects
He might have thought that people may regard His presence with respect
There won’t be any doubt or confusion as far as his entity was concerned
This has given rise to the particular type of thinking with ugly turns
There is growing degree of intolerance and little respect
No one has taken it seriously to care about and inspect
Why the presence of God can be disputed in any form?
Why the religious heads stay calm and not remain better informed?
If they claim to be sole representative and real emissary
Any argument in favor or against becomes hardly necessary
If we find no soft corner, love and regard for friend or adversary
It tears us apart from believing the faith and makes us weary
The prayer made in any language or in any other unknown format
May find its place and reach to Him for deciding the fate
It is our belief that ultimate wish of Him will only prevail
No other means are available for us to pray for any bail
No one can claim to have drawn the source from ancient times
Many traces of is recovered from excavations in recent times
It speaks of only existence with the impression of that age
Nicely portrayed in engraved materials or on coinage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Always look
We look always towards the sky?
Can any one explain it to me why?
Is it the helpless condition or remorse?
Is there any real urge or force?
Whatever may be the reason?
We are immortal as person
We can’t change like season
It can’t be treated with fun
We acknowledge the power
By raising hand, we get the answer
We are mere pawn in His game
Surrender to Him without any blame
What are we today without blessings?
Where can we be placed as human being?
We can be wiped out in friction of second
Obey the call and positively respond
We have come here to stay
To create the harmony and not run away
Let peace be there with emphatic say
We are fortunate enough to find the way
There is no mystery
It may increase the misery
No use then to cut sorry
With His help, there won’t be any worry
I am firm believer
I advise to non believer
Stay wherever you are
Perform and don’t go far
Worship and work
Love and not shirk
Hatred to none
Try to please everyone
Keep link with good liaison
Not sugar quoted words with poison
Straight and forward without confusion
Ready to toe the line with frank submission
Who would want to be called ungrateful?
Why not earn good name by truly faithful?
Being an ordinary person, it might prove useful
There is realization in being truthful
Not all can perform this feat
On the way they may fall back and retreat
It is way for only brave
Who can stand fast and crave
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Without Human Fragrance
No scenery can be complete without human fragrance
Emotions, sadness and happiness must show its presence
All living natural things can depict the scene
But adding of beautiful lady with smile can artistically seen
Nature brings smile with advent of sun
Life too begins with hectic activities and run
Whole cay can be passed of easily with nice welcome
If smile is offered then happiness is bound to come
This is natural law and can be changed by none
Its presence and essence ahs to be shared by everyone
There is no dominance of whatsoever or any kind
That lives as live impression in mind
Every time I raise my thoughts to certain level
They give encouragement and certainly excel
I can’t exclude female figure from natural beauty
It comes before eyes as beautiful presentation from almighty
What are depicting from nature as valuable gift?
How can we see considerable and influential shift?
The purity of mind and artful heart may notice it from distance
That may be picked and picturized at once
To pretend to be nature’s loves is one thing
To stand by it and preserve at is another thing
To keep involved with it is just matter of conscience
To love and maintain link is right choice for insistence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
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Unlimited space
Glory and fame may sparkle the mind
Heart may also beat slowly and synchronize with new find
nothing is shaken or moved away with blow of heavy wind
it is pure love and feeling of its own kind
I shall long for it with utmost faith
It will remain forever till the death
To live for own sake is no Herculean job
One feels guilty or being robbed
I want to create some position or space
I want it to be done quietly without any race
I want to bring happiness and brightness on face
It must remain there as unique case
I must be very clear in mind to create space?
I should ask for surety to self in case
How to ask any one “will you provide me any space”?
There should not be uncertainty and I must eventually brace
Heavenly bodies may laugh at me but still bless
Nothing will be left out of it just to trace
Only love and not the hate may find the way
Why one should think of desertion and to go away?
It is likely to happen that I shall live no longer
Love and friendship may grow even stronger
we are not the only one in this world to live as stranger
why don’t you rest in my arm as an adult an not teenager?
Is it is difficult to spread the message of love?
Calm water may allow the refuge to doves
Rainbow may not feel shy at colorful union
We may sail through the storm as ideal companion
Oh, God shower your bless and mercy
I pray only for her health not out of pity
Life may move on with her simple desire
I may merely surrender to her and admire
I don’t know what’s in store
I wish nothing less nothing more
Let her be the only one and not prove as stone wall
All stars must twinkle when she makes final call
She has done all her best
Choice was proving as difficult test
Every thing went off smoothly as memorable event
No chance of regret was there as it was heavenly seen
It is difficult to create space in human being
It may not succeed for any changes to bring
Lady luck may smile and bring the fortune
One may opt to go for it and dance to the tune
The pair is created not here but in His courtroom
The flowers in garden are raised to boom
We must live peacefully together and thank
Almighty the great who was merciful and frank
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Why World Future Looks Grim
Why world future looks so grim
Why having good life could be just a dream
There are sign that end of world is near
We like it or not the doomsday soon or later will be here
As world increases in population
It consumes all the earth natural resources and creates such a disaster pollution
As People living longer and longer
Financial burden will make it impossible to provide them healthcare any longer
So there will be hard decision to make who will die or stay alive
Of course if you have enough money you could survive
Population increase will way surpass our agriculture land
At the time more population will increase food demand
Technology such as computer eventually will create massive layoff
Since computer more and more takes a jobs away from human and let them go off
Human greed and so much desire for materials will bring this world to end
Controlling human greed, world population, clean air, caring for eachother that’s the solution my friend
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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