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Blessed with friends

I was praying God to be blessed with friends
Friends with close attachment till the end
I could find hardly few as I it was difficult to get
I thought of leaving the effort and decided to forget

When I was small kid there was company kids from near by
Thy were eager to come near and were making frantic try
We would then play with toys and make some fun
On little excitement or quarrel they will try to go away or run

In school also some of the boys were very nice and intelligent
They will make all the times with their funny comments
We will play together and depart with compel enjoyment
It was nice spending with happiest moments

The young was like spring season
I had lot of excitement with reason
I was becoming fully grown adult
Stamina as such was high and inbuilt

Now it was field for me to venture
The school had given us vivid aspects of future
Whole life was before us to explore
The thrust and bold approach required was more

I had enough time to keep trusted friends in the circle
Some of them were since childhood and few joined from school
Little can be said about who were intelligent or fool
But I was surrounded by many and company was full

I could well assess what was good or bad
Sometimes it was making me very sad
I will think seriously about the repercussions
After I had brief or lengthy discussion

Some of the friends had made sincere inroad
They were not nuisance or of any burden with load
I took it casually as an extension of human nature
But still it remained my grave concern to make it doubly sure

There were some more friends in me already
They were waiting for golden chance and ready
Normal friends would go off with little displeasure
But these friends were already seated in for pleasure

I can name only few to be more precise
I should be called fool if not wise
People may question what is new in my disclosure?
They are with all and firmly placed and can be called impure

They were of course undesired in any form
I still decided to remain well informed
I shall keep them away and keep the distance
If possible to get rid of them at once

It is easy to talk of high order
You will loose control with slight anger
Annoyance is even worst than hunger
We can keep them not any longer

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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poem by Omar Jabak
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See the God in child

“You can see the God in child” goes the saying
No one disputes the theory or denying
I too hold the same views and fall for same
As I have come out it recently and still bear childish name

I used to be very adamant and roll over on ground
I may demand anything if any thing new was seen or found
It was met by family members as I was only one in family
They would even listen carefully to every demand and meet happily

This may be the only reason that child is seen as exact replica of divinity
The innocence is seen in every demand and they would like its continuity
They will refuse for nothing and even go on accommodating more and more
Such treatment is never heard of any stage if not expected or called for

The childhood friendship is retained for longer duration
As it is interwoven with sweet memory with all the citation
You would happily narrate the childhood incidences
In the big seminars, religious gatherings or even while at the dances

Playing with toys and snatching it forcefully gives immense joy
Every child is remembering those happy moments and enjoy
They would always want that their friendship remains till the end
They will quarrel, mix again and sometimes apologize to mend

As child there was lots fun to share and run in any direction
You will never be scold even if found guilty with action
Even if with reverse remarks in the progress card
You were advised to learn more and positively look forward

We would then play with toys and make some fun
on little excitement or quarrel they will try to go away or run
In school also some of the boys were very nice and intelligent
they will make it all the more live by their funny comments

Some of the best moments may remain in memory till the last
The past days activities may develop on the screen very fast
It may form the source of strength as you may memorize it often
That may form the base of your future development even

They will develop such an intimacy that it may be very hard to forget
Those shared moments of grief, enjoyment and play may be interwoven in format
Even in later stage if friend is met somewhere those memories may give little surprise
Some may of them be leading comfortable life but this element will definitely comprise

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With A Little Help From My Friends

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me
Lend me your ears and Ill sing you a song
And Ill try not to sing out of key
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends, my friends
What do you do when our love is away
Does it worry you to be alone
And how does it feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because youre on your own
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need any body
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I need somebody to love, to love, to love
Would you believe in this love at first sight
Yes Im certain that it happens al the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I cant tell you but I know that its mine
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need any body
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I need somebody to love
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends, my friends, my friends
Repeat to fade...

song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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No More Middle School

The day is almost here
The day that we graduate from
Middle school and go
off to highschool
they say that it will be a wonderful
experience for you
but it will be hard
hard is not the word for it
Suddenly we get more
responsibilites and people act like
over the summer we became adults
The day is almost here
that we leave the memories behind
all of the laughs and crys
all we have to remind
us are all thoses silly
pictures we took
and pictures in our heads
i will never forget the friends that i will
leave behind because no
matter what happens we
are still best friends
even if we dont see eachother for a year or two
but the friends that come with me
will stand by me through this and we will make it
it may be hard but with the
help of my friends ill make it though high school

poem by Colleen Martin
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Attachment Level

I never gave thought for degree of attachment
How can one think of it and offer comment?
It is real feeling from inside depth
It remains till the time of the death

It is God gift that prompts you to go very close
World would have gone barren if we had no option to choose
It is unknown attraction that pulls us near
We address them affectionately and call dear

You think of good and give fine support
It is one kind of loose attachment with good rapport
Human beings are made of sensitive fiber
Never forget a close friend but always remember

You can do two things in life all the times
Miss some one and cry or offer smile sometimes
There is no third option with you to be called nice person
As everything is out of our ambit with certain reasons

The body stretches fast when you burst into laughter
You may come to know the effect soon after
Some thing freshen up to remain in good mood
As if energy is abstracted from the fresh food

No one regrets friendship if it is genuine
Some friends prove as bitter as quinine
They leave behind bitter taste to last long
You may feel sour about being with the company of wrong

We may not come to know about the end of the journey
Nothing may accompany us including assets or money
Some of the close friends may miss the company
Your absence may not invite the attention of many

It is difficult to weigh in terms of any degree
We feel certainly relieved and very much free
It is closeness and love that keeps us in good spirit
We are always eager to meet friends and lovingly greet

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Makin Monsters For My Friends

Everybody said so man you could see it on t.v.
They stood there ashamed with nowhere to go
Nobody wants them now the kids are alright
Every day is a holiday and pushin people around
Im making monsters for my friends
Im making monsters for my friends
Someone caught one I could see so myself
I had to call 254 so they wouldnt blame me
We wanted to know how much trouble there was
When we asked our daddy he said its just because
Im making monsters for my friends
Im making monsters for my friends
I dont wanna open a can of worms and I dont want any spagetti-os
And I could always tell when someone is holding a grudge
Im making monsters for my friends
Im making monsters for my friends
Im making monsters for my friends
Im making monsters for my friends

song performed by by Ramones
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Last day of my school

That was the day when i met
My good friends during the sunset
And having many regrets
My last day at school
Everyone was so worried
here had those times buried
When to reach the school we hurried
My last day at school
Leaving the school hurt me a lot
What a present I silently got
And I promised to forget my friends not
My last day at school
From the beginning to the end
Sweet messages were sent
Everything happened that meant
My last day at school
Sometimes I stop thinking
That my beautiful moments are sinking
And I keep my friend’s phones ringing
My last day at school
I do not like to enter
The new college centre
This all seems like dementor
My last day at school
When I weep
And my tears fall deep
And I got precious gifts to keep
My last day school

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song performed by by Donna Summer
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Personal wish

I was taught by parents not to hate or make any mention
They were right in their thinking with full assertion
Since then it has remained as my personal wish
I wanted the life to pass on easily and finish

So many times I had rough time with friends
There were altercation and scuffle at the end
It was making me bad as not good companion
Even though we advocated cause and were champion

We all decided to bury the differences
We had drawn lesson and inference
It was always good to think positive
Even though one can always remain subjective

When fire rages from within
It does not let any thing in
The anger and hatred can be visibly seen
No one would love to see your face or very keen

It is not going to serve any good
This fact must be clearly understood
Even your comments may worsen it further
It will add to tension and force you to bother

The stage is arrived with failure or frustration
It may always hunt you with big question
It may not only spoil the relation
But break the existing bond in excitation

You will loose the support from close relatives
Friends too may desert you in time of needs
You will left in isolation and avoided
They will boycott you in case decided

The relation will not be restored that easily
It may leave you in dejection and make wearily
No one has benefited from the continuous rage
It will be difficult to sustain and manage

Sometimes irrational statements make things worse
It can not improved upon even you express remorse
It will push you to the backward seat
There will not be cordial relation when you will greet

The river looses its reputation of being mother when in spate
Even though people pray her and consider as simple fate
Such is the case with anger and hate when take place
No good amount of efforts can remedy it or replace

What is good in keeping the temper cool?
It prevents you from acting as fool
Since it is performed in stage of not having brakes
It will vitiate the cordial relation and break

We must learn to live with balanced approach
Many a times we may have to pass through as such
It will be nice if we are able to stave off the situation
Rest all can be brought under control without further aggravation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Friends Will Be Friends Will Be Friends ...

Friends Will Be Friends Will Be Friends . . .
Written by John Deacon, Freddie Mercury
Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Friends will be friends
Another red letter day
So the pound has dropped and the children are creating
The other half ran away
Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber
Got a pain in the chest
Doctors on strike what you need is a rest
It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till the end
Now it's a beautiful day
The postman delivered a letter from your lover
Only a 'phone call away
You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number
As a matter of fact
You're getting used to life without him in your way
It's so easy now, 'cos you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos friends will be friends - right till the end
It's so easy now, 'cos you got friends you can trust
Friends will be friends
When you're in need of love they give you care and attention
Friends will be friends
When you're through with life and all hope is lost
Hold out your hand 'cos right till the end - friends will be friends
Yeah yeah

song performed by by Queen
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Can Turn a Tide

Lovely morning can turn a tide
You may love to go for horse ride
Eyes remain small and not wide
Yet you go for venture instead to see the slides

I am not moody like natural bird
I look for friends on and never get tired
They may make our morning quiet memorable
I find it encouraging without any trouble

When nature is so blessed to give
I to go in for something to believe
The common friends to see and seek the closeness
As it is only means to live with and face

Some of them are very busy with schedule
They are obsessed with work and fully tuned
As time approaches near to get in time
We get lost link and think adversely sometimes

But they are friends in good and bad times
We are warned of some happenings related to crimes
In that way we are fully aware of happenings
As the field is opening up and widening

You will have to take out some moments and devote
For something to narrate, if possible, with notes
I think this exchange can help to strengthen
Lessen the burden and add less concern

Some people feel odd with old age
But the time must be ably managed
There is lot more to learn and impart
Any beginning is very good start

No one should have any objection if asked to talk
It is like casual conversation when go for walk
It costs no additional efforts
But helps to maintain good rapports

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Friends

Friends will stick up for you, not put you down.
Friends like when you smile, not when you frown.
Friends treat you respectfully, not call you names.
Friends are always truthful, they don't play little head games.
If i had real friends, they would be nice.
But, the people I call friends always bring tears to my eyes.

poem by Jean Pullman
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With A Little Help From My Friends

What would you do if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me
Lend me your ears and Ill sing you a song
Ill try not to sing out of key
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Im gonna try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love - shes away
(does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(are you sad becaouse youre on your own
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Im gonna try with a little help from my friends
Baby I dont know
Baby I dont know
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Im gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
Could you believe in the love at first sight
Yes, Im certain it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn off the light
I cant tell you but Im sure I feel nice
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Im gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
Baby I dont know
Baby I dont know
Oh, Ill get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, Ill get high with a little help from my friends
Im gonna try with a little help from my friends

song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Heart-Bled

My friends are not my friends,
Not my friends anymore.
Betrayed, back-stabbed and grave-dug,
I stand heart-bled.
I see few in pleasure,
Drinking my blood for wine,
And they make merry,
Before my eyes.
What have I to say?
Nothing, but thanks.
Thanks to Him,
For portraying, who my,
So-called friends were.
Thanks be to Him.

poem by Santhosh Vijayakumar
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song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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I am blessed because...

I am blessed because I wake up every morning with breakfast ready on my table,
when there are people waking up to hunger.

I am blessed because I wake up with clothes to wear,
when there are people shivering in the cold.

I am blessed because I wake up knowing that I don't have to walk to school,
when there are people who don't have a school to go to.

I am blessed because I get to eat even if it's not time for breakfast, lunch or dinner,
while some people wonder when the next meal will come.

I am blessed because I am living such a comfortable life, playing sports, joking around with friends, using the internet and sleeping whenever I want,
when some people are using their last bit of strength to make sure they survive hunger, illness and pain.

I am blessed because I have friends to talk to when I'm in pain, to laugh with when I'm in joy and to be my aid when I'm in need,
when there are people who feel sad, sorrow and pain without anyone
to lean on.

I am blessed because I have a caring Mum, an awesome Dad and a loving little sister, while there are people who will never know who their parents are.

I am blessed because I know I am loved by God.

The people in pain, the people in hunger, the people in sorrow,
the people who lost everything, the people who kill, the people who
steal, the people who hate, the people who persecute, the people who is the worst of all humans, are loved by God too. They just need to know it.

I am blessed, are you?

If you think you're not, remember this, God loves you, no matter who you are.
You just need to know it. =

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Wizardly School

You may think my school is ordinary,
As many others are,
But forgive me ‘coz I don’t agree,
My school is a star.
I’m just a normal 12 year-old,
Who is quite shy at first.
But in my school you will find out,
Friends will quench your thirst.

My school is wizardly,
With teachers of every kind,
And there always seem to be,
A weird happening every time.
Sometimes the students are scared,
‘Cause there’s a banshee in the class,
And the beautiful school garden,
Has elves running fast.

It does sound scary, I know,
But sometimes it’s amazing,
To find fairies flying slow,
And griffins in the field.
Our talents are soon discovered,
We could make the sky thunder,
This scares but amazes us,
To others it’s a danger.
Next year I’ll be leaving this school,
To another just beside,
I wish it’s like the one I love,
It makes me shine so bright.

So long my bewitching palace,
And all my sorcerer friends,
I will pray for all of you,
May we meet again in the end.

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Frank O'Neill

I remember when we were young
Barely taller than our heavy school bags
We used to feel the weight of our lessons
Piling one by one on each of our shoulders
School was tough for us, but there were little things
Such little things that made school fun and exciting

I remember when we were young
We used to wait for the last day of school
Before we would all leave for our Christmas holidays
But it wasn't just to get away from school, no
Because on the last day, we were all treated a show
A show about a genie, which would make us laugh till we cried
Oh how we would talk about this genie
All throughout the year, waiting for this special day
All throughout the ride home, sharing the laughter with friends

I remember when we were young
It was hard to meet up after school with friends
After all, we were just seven-year-olds
But this was made easy for us
Because every season we would have a camp planned for us
Oh I do remember the laughter we've all shared at these camps
The pranks that he would play on us
Waking up in the middle of the night
Marking our faces with ink
Oh the laughter we would all have
To the surprise of seeing all the pictures of our friends
Who were pranked with ink all over their faces
Or the day all our shoes were taken from our rooms
And hidden in a place we just could never find

I remember when we were young
We used to have art lessons - But not any average art lesson
They were lessons where we could be creative
And not just on pencil and paper
But we were taught how to bring any plain object to class
And turn it into wonderful art
In which we would always display our work in the hall

I remember when we were young
Such little things that made school fun and exciting
Its moments like these you keep remembering for the rest of your life
The friendships made - The Laughter shared
Memories forever imprinted in the back of your head
Frank O'Neill was and remains a Great teacher - And a Great man
He has taught for 35 years at our beloved school and served them well
Teachers like him are hard to find, and are what make a school unforgettable
So I would like to take an opportunity to thank Frank O'Neil
But I am not alone, as so would the rest of the school, ex-students and ex-teachers
In which we would like to thank him for making our experience at Stella Maris College
May you enjoy your retirement - A well deserved relaxation for your hard work!

poem by Gabriel Gauci Maistre
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A magnetic pull

It is always good to remain blessed
All familiar faces liked by you remain traced
You are at free will to dream in wonderland
As there is no dearth to find the friends

The God has installed a magnetic pull
It can make any sensible person a perfect fool
He may always think his life is at peril and not full
There prevails complete isolation, peace and lull

To fill such void you really need dramatic change
This is not unnatural and comes off with the age
It must take place with all but with varying degrees
As it may take long time to think and agree

It is good to be a part of love game at an early age
The position of an individual is like tiger in cage
He has all the killer’s instinct but forbidden
All sorts of restrictions are on and heavily laden

The love in young age is still matter of joke
It evaporates in air like thick smoke
Person gets little jolted with failure
But makes resolve not to repeat it in future

Some times I dream about old age love
It may have same repercussions when comfortably drove
It has same ripples going up and coming down
The joy is almost doubled when immediately becomes known

It has mature feeling with little to loose
As you have grown with age and enough to choose
Since the sex is pushed to back burner
It gets its new color for the beginner

There is lot more to feel and ignore
It has less demand but anxiety is more
It has come to you in the autumn season
There is yet no compulsion for any reason

Sometimes I feel like to be a young boy
Even though the age is passed to play with toys
There is definitely hidden enjoyment with joy
You mix with friends without making any ploy

The transformation from young to that of old is very dangerous
The delay in realization of some appetite makes it erroneous
You are loosing some best moments of life at little discomfort
You miss it from heart and wait some kind of ship to anchor at port

There may not be complete lust behind
Yet it can’t be ruled out with reasons to find
There is definite angle to go for it with its fulfillment
Even though there may not any firm commitment

The intensity and attachment may not lack ion any sense
Only thing that it may not have any idea of nonsense
It will have real intent behind to go for little peace
Life is to be spent with calmness and at ease

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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