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Burning question

I kept on trying to assess
Some secret facts with no aspects
What was need for all those moments?
What would have happened in absence of those movements?

Any sensible person would sit one day in corner
Make analytical study of life graph later
What was his ultimate goal and urgent need?
Was it real pursuance or simply a greed?

At best of the side, some safe side arguments may prevail
Some where I might have succeeded and some where failed
But over picture suggested that I never tracked back
As everything was calibrated well and nothing was at stake

Even thought life was mystery and burning question
I was averse to one aspect of maintaining the good relation
I might have witnessed many ups and down
But this was only possible and easy route known

Enough of wealth sometimes fails to rescue
People disregards you and differently view
Some arrogant behavior on my part might have annoyed them
I had thought of that concern but failed miserably to convey

It is reasonable to try hard and achieve the result
That speaks of strong resolve and capability inbuilt
Nothing should come on the way to dishearten you
All out approach must be made to achieve and go through

I laughed out many times as how many were left behind
They had no hint or clue as how to reach out end and find
I had out smarted all and went through the success ladder
It was given to me as nick name of best achiever and trader

I have no regret or feel ashamed of what I did in past
It was hard struggle and crusade to stay in race and last
Even animal might have reacted strong if life was in danger
I did nothing irrationally, irrelevant or out of anger

I keep on smiling on my long track record
It was gentleman’s behavior with strong words
I got what I wanted in life and prevailed
Helped family in distress and successfully bailed

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Ifs and Buts

No ifs and buts
Only how best efforts you put
Success may come of its own
You will be up the ladder and rightly known

Had it been only excuse and reason?
Nobody would have succeeded as person
As it required tremendous zeal with thrust
All efforts are needed and must

Even though life is considered uncertain
We must have calm posture to maintain
There may be setbacks and failures
But we will have to remain firm for sure

You aim for only those things
Which have values in life for something?
It may not help if needlessly thought over
Life will be ruined simply for effective cover

We all know about capability
This is one of the cruel realities
Nothing comes in easy way
We have to force and take it away

If things were that easy
We would have remained very choosey
It may come only with hard approach
Life is easy and critical as such

I would rate chances very high
If we have strong wings to fly
We must cover only the distance
That can bring us back safe at once

Love to lead the life with contentment
Then it won’t have any room for resentment
There will be full joy and happiness
Same will be seen and reflected on the face

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Strong and Not Weak

Work must start with strong resolve
The problem must be over and solved
It should never stop in between
The result will be immediately seen

What makes task easy and smooth?
When you put everything through nail and tooth
It may pave the way for success
When you find master key with access

Through study may make it still easy
When you may involve more to get busy?
It has to make the way for further inroad
Even if it is laden with lots of efforts and load

Fortune may smile with passage of time
The success story may appear many times
Life may become embodiment of ladder
You may go on with success as leader

The honesty and dedication plays great part
Suddenly you don't get it with little start
It has to be slow and steady
But you must always be alert and ready

Let your name be aligned with future
As you have made it amply clear
Success means life that speaks
You are taken as strong and not weak

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stay Strong (My Little Angel)

I write about whatever comes to mind,
singing about the promised land,
and my failed relationships,
and how the world can be so cold,

I try to stay positive,
in the hard times that life gives us,
trying to stay on the right track,
and stray from the darker side of life,

Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,

I know what happened and why you are,
where you are,
how they had made you feel,
like you had done something wrong,
and how they mock you in their evil manner,

how you took a blade to your skin,
wishing you could escape everything,
and just make the pain go away,
how you wished you could make everything go away,

Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,

When I had heard the news,
I nearly broke down and cried,
knowing what kind of pain you were going through,
and how confused and alone you had felt,
like the world was against you again,

the one that you loved,
betrayed you in the darkest of night,
and made you feel so worthless,
made you feel like you couldn't go on,

The worlds cold and evil like that,
but I'm right here holding your hand,
hoping that you'll hold on with me,
hoping that the love I have for you will give you hope,

Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,

You looked for love in the wrong places,
and found out the one that you loved,
wasn't the person he said he was,
he hurt you so badly,

it makes me so mad,
and makes me a person I don't want to be,
I want to be the man you can count on,
I want to be the man that gives you hope,
the man that you know that really loves you,
just stay strong for me,

I love you Cassandra,
and that love will only stop on the day I die,
and until than I'll keep on loving you,
I'll keep on holding you close to me as you cry,

Chorus: Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,
Stay Strong (My Little Angel)
I'm here with you by yourside,

poem by Robert Rumery
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My patience

I controlled my passion but could not
Tears forcefully contained but rolled out
I have strong will but failed this time
Attachment is such relation you fail sometimes

I had beautiful times good moments
I used to wait for him and remain present
He will sure come and close in
To embrace me and win

That was all good for me to find a friend
He had vowed to stay till the life end
I fell for him and vowed to stay together
He took my hand and promised not to bother

Today he is leaving me behind
Lone figure to wait and find
His fond memories and nice time
I hold my tears and think sometimes

What will he look like when come back?
Will our sweet life be at jeopardy or at stake?
What will he do if earned a lot fortune?
Will he maintain same relation with fine tune?

I slipped in to thoughtless dream
We had so far worked as team
He was to stand all the time by my side
As our horizon was vast and very wide

I wished him long and happy journey
I thought" it may be wish of almighty"
He is on the board of ship to cruise
To fulfill all the dreams and promises

I stayed at shore and witness
His ship sailing towards sea surface
Never ending and never disappearing
But sending me shock waves and fearing

I brush aside such thoughts
I wish all the good in life without being caught
It is part of the life and one must venture out for good
The philosophy of life must be clearly understood

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shiver in spine

It is dreaded imagination
When comes to be discussed in relation
The thought itself sends shiver in spine
Most frightening aspect that makes human being not to feel fine

How can a person think of leaving world?
When he has life and ideas to b sold
To stand of own and prove the capacity
That he can serve and do the better with quality

Everything is taken for granted
Whatever possible is wanted?
Free and smooth passage is dreamed
Yes main aspect is surely missed

What if life is suddenly taken off?
Why it is made so hard and tough?
Despite known fact, it goes on unending
Many times shock waves and other things frequently sending

Had the danger of death being not there?
Can any one imagine quest of human being ending anywhere?
He could do anything possible in his power?
To stay maximum on earth and challenge everyone to dare

Even with so much danger to life and many question marks?
It is made really unbearable with lot many sparks
Rivalry, hatred, competition and accumulation of wealth
All at the cost of spoiling relation and good health

Only one weapon in the armory of God is feared
Rest all tricks are employed and victory is cheered
Enjoy as much as possible before curtain is drawn
Life may end any time or suddenly withdrawn

Life is after all life and must be spent at full length
It can be made worthwhile and enjoyed with strength
Even though it has unpredictable nature and uncertain span
We can certainly enjoy it with little of thought and plan

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hard Times

Well, I recall days in the city
And I think back, oh what a pity
Rememberin how it wasnt pretty
Every day life in the city
Out in the street we had to take it
With friends around, couldnt it
What wasnt there, we had to make it
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
We had to fight to be accepted
It wasnt right and I protested
For hangin out we got arrested
Every day life in the city
Wed go to school and then wed cut out
Go to the park and space our heads out
We called it fun but there was some doubt
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, now Im on the right track, yeah
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, cause Im on the right track
Now Im on the right track
Im finally on the right track
Im finally on the right track

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What Am I Without Beliefs, Without Hope, Without Dreams?

So many beautiful things and wonders
Surround me
But I, in my isolation and weariness
Cannot see

If you were to build a fine crystal palace
I would compliment every detail
But inside brush it off as a mere shack
Because beautiful to me isn't real

If you bought me a world
You would bring me to tears
Because I won't let myself achieve
Beyond my dream fears

I fear I'm so far gone now
I may be unable to return
I've lost my way
And with every turn
I'm distancing myself

All my life
I've waited for my dreams
Pinned my life on them
But it's not what it seems
I could have them

If I genuinely wanted
My dreams to come true
I could have reached them by now
But no, it's Alex who?
I've failed

If I was worthy of them
I would have found a way
Despite the pain and fear
I wouldn't now say
I've failed

Is it still worth trying?
I guess I'll always say yes to that
But still it seems I'm beyond my sell-by date
And I just don't know what the point is without my dreams
I guess that's why I held onto them for so long
But they're not coming true
And I've only myself to blame
Because if you want something that much in this world
You reach out and grab it
And never let go
But I see now I've been a coward
This whole time I thought I was being strong
By just holding on
But that was a lie
Maybe I wasn't born for this
Maybe I wasn't born for anything
Maybe everything I believe in isn't real
That's what seems to be happening
And without my dreams I am nothing
Not worth anything
To me

At some point, I'm going to lose it completely
Freak out, go nuts, lose my cool, whatever
And then I suppose that will be the final decider
Dreams or this continued
Life or a slow and lifelong death
And I don't have faith in myself right now
I don't believe in this shell of a person
Because right now everything is crumbling around me
All that was real is not
And all that was not real now is
So what am I supposed to do?
If these are all tests to see if I'm worthy
To make me into the person I'm 'meant to be'
Then maybe I'm just going to fail at those tests
Not everyone passes every test in life
I'm not an achiever
I was a believer
But that has been stolen
Science came along and took away imagination
And now I just don't know what to believe
Through it all; through everything
I've always believed in something
'There's always something'
'Religion and Beliefs'
'People I care about'
'The person I'm meant to be'
My dreams.
But they're slipping down the drain faster than water
And I can't seem to reah out and hold on anymore

But without my dreams
What the hell do I do with my life?
Simple answer: die

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Beat of the Drum from the Ole Salvation Army

Listen oh Listen as you hear a faint the sound of horns and a strong beat,
As you start to wonder what it is, it wants to make to move around up and down the street.
This causes you to move closer until you find it and the beat of it is getting very strong,
You realize that is a band and you have people around them and you and make you feel like you belong.
A few of them sing songs about a man called Jesus,
And this is something that makes you curious.
Hmmm the thought goes through your head as you listen to a man speak of how this man came and gave his life,
He speaks of how a man named Satan will try to struggle with you causing a heck of strife.
A person that you do not know comes to you and ask, if you want the man called Christ in your heart,
This made you happy to think about this question and makes you wish you had known of him from the very start.
After a lot of them accepted Him in them life, then we could all hear the beat of the drum from the good Ole Salvation Army,
So in the future and you heart that strong ole beat, then it will remind you that there is a reason to be spiritually.

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Flowers are meant for

“What these flowers are meant for and why”?
I thought of giving a best possible and sincere try
My god, she was hell bent upon her choice
No impact was made even with real promise

I thought of presenting her with big bouquet
It was wrapped in beautiful cover with mention her birth date
I had remembered exact date and seized the chance
I was curious enough to come in contact with her at once

She was not made of inferior stuff
She knew where to give strong rebuff
I was expecting good response with broad smile
But she fired me off with her formidable style

“What do you think you can impress me in this way”?
She came out with strong words of resentment and went away
Leaving behind a note of displeasure “behave your self”
I was left high and dry and sank below the sea shelf

She was not arrogant or beauty conscious
She wanted to remain as earthy as possible and not become famous
It was not her way of thinking to lead the life
There were many more things to be approached for future wife

She was brilliant in all the respects but preferred isolation
She was of firm opinion that it must be based on strong foundation
Some of the relations are destined to be and have heavenly blessings
Nothing should go unnoticed or in that case even missing

I failed to judge her mood and way of working
It gave me enough of insight with strong jerking
It gave me lesson that no one can be wooed by simple tactics
It needed some kind of understanding with simple basic

You can have fine chemistry if that has some honesty
Food also can be liked if added with contents and made testy
Life can be looked upon as one time choice
One should be in comfortable position and ready to poise

I learnt a lesson not because of her rude reply
But certainly it lacked sincerity in approach with weak try
I could have made it little more reasonable
Even though I believed that it was still possible

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Complete Thrust

Everybody misbehaved with me
As if I was bonded labor and not free
Even though I was unfortunate
I trusted god and was very much passionate

I loved work and put complete thrust behind
I had full satisfaction and joy to find
As I had put enough efforts to succeed
It was done with full honesty and without much greed

It is not important to know why I miserably failed
Why people look at me with scant respectand and nailed
It had nothing to do with their glorious achievement
Only I was down with adverse movement

How was I to be blamed for complete failure?
Who can one forecast that everything will be cent percent sure?
I had reached at dead end with no future to claim
Even though I had staked with high aim

What makes person to reach at the top?
Who can curtail the ambition or stop?
It is human nature to thrive for the best
Even though many hurdles may come to prove the test

Not all the persons may come across flying colors
Not all the beggars may receive handsome share from donors
It is certainly a game of hard favor and luck
Even easy target may get you bogged down or struck

I wish for troubles to come in daily life
So I feel its presence as double edged knife
It may prevent me from becoming idle or lazy
Life will come handy only then and look easy

Who knows what will be shot sure for tomorrow?
How can we relax and lye down to allow
All failures to overshadow our existence
And push us in darkness with ignorance

Let us consider as if life will not be afforded next time
It is one time chance and offered for good sometimes
It is left to us how we make best use out of it
Go for long aim and achieve the memorable feat

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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She slammed

She slammed the door from the back
She was outrageous and had developed a crack
She was burning from within and ready to strike
I ran fast and fled away on motorbike

I had loved her from my heart
It had very nice and flawless start
She meant to be everything for me
We used to visit frequently and felt very free

She would not let me know her mind
I tried very hard to know and find
It failed me in my attempt miserably
Yet I felt it nice and spent the time happily

For her the love was super most in all the way
She may mind it and take seriously any way
I took enough care not to offend her
This thought hunted me for ever

No one should hurt or cause the flicker
It must be permanent like sticker
It should not dislodged from any temptation
As it has been firmly placed out of question

She may address me with so many nick names
I will accept happily but will not claim
She may feel very happy and keep me in good humor
I took it as no insult but accepted with pride and honor

Somebody has to forgo little for love sake
It is beautiful relation but like sour and sweet cake
Person who has everything may also feel cheated
And who has not availed it may also feel neglected

Somebody tried to prove her by maligning
I was painted as bad man and incapable of aligning
I would dump her anytime and anywhere
She decided to break the relation and challenged me to dare

I knew the opponent well
She was perfect match to reveal
I spoke sincerely and did not conceal
She thought it game and did not consider real

This made to think fresh
I moved with haste and dashed
She took it differently and lost control
I took it final end and finally decided to call off

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love

My love for you is a mystery,
Just when I thought life with you,
Was history,
With your last betrayal,
I thought it must be the final nail,
Somehow you pull me back,
My armour opens, just a crack,

Trying not to love you,
Looking for something true,
Trying to be strong,
Holding on too long,

How will you break my heart now?
How much pain will the world allow?
Is it me you want to know?
Why won't you let me grow?
Would you kill life's blessing?
Will you hesitate even for a second?
Love's search is such a hard lesson,

Did you have to twist the knife?
Will you always try to ruin my life?
Will you be happy when I am gone?
Or feel bad because you waited too long?
Why do I feel sad when you treat me so bad?
I am the only one who really cares for you,
Looking for the day when you will be true,

Trying not to love you,
Looking for something true,
Trying to be strong,
Holding on too long,

So take care now, you hear,
I want to make myself clear,
Love's sun shines through that crack,
There is not much time to get me back,
The mysterious power of love is strong,
But this is a world where I do not belong.

1 June 2012

poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Respect The Struggle

Respect the struggle
Strive to prevail
Stop wondering
What’s fake or real
Respect the hustle
You can not fail
Get on your feet
Let your spirit set sail
Respect the hard times
For what they are worth
They teach us a lot
But they indeed do hurt
Respect the real
Ignore the fake
The fake will take
What you worked hard, to make
Respect the wise
For they kno wisdom
When they breathe no longer
Do not forget them
Respect the game
Even if you don’t win
You have to learn to lose
In order to win
Respect the dignity
That no one can take
Be strong
Sooo you won’t break
Respect the process
Of life it’s self
Whether poor or rich
Life is a gift
But when it get’s hard
It’s almost cursed
Respect the rewards
For working hard
But don’t let that
Taint who you are
Respect the struggle of
Life’s a bitter sweet curse
But you can turn that around
And make it a blessing in the works
That feels sooo good
It needs no words
My friend,
This is the end of my
Bitter sweet words

Respect The Struggle©
By: Sumira Sarai

poem by Sumira Sarai
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Doubt

At first I had my doubt, that crossed with mystery,
Yet I hold you dear, to listened the words you say,
you never said them clear, but you said them differently,
So when you’re not there, I hear them breathe silently.

In doubt, I too fear; to repeat those words completely,
but losing fear, I may find the courage which finds you,
abiding in knowledge unclear; in time I may define reality,
yet still love you, and find manners have no clue.

We laughed and share memories passion and pain,
but doubt cheats on joy, and success can never rejoice,
to gain back every full moment left with that stain,
good manners taken to make the better choice.

Doubt at first, I thought was hard to bear,
until fear unclear removed the darkness into light,
and once that was done, I could walk on air,
and go where wisdom and mystery glow bright.

With no wings to fly, but if I sail towards that land,
that’s when I discover doubt had no place to hide,
from courage possessing the passions that are strong,
and seem content where love defines to stay inside.

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Repect The Struggle.....

Respect the struggle
Strive to prevail
Stop wondering
What’s fake or real
Respect the hustle
You can not fail
Get on your feet
Let your spirit set sail
Respect the hard times
For what they are worth
They teach us a lot
But they indeed do hurt
Respect the real
Ignore the fake
The fake will take
What you worked hard, to make
Respect the wise
For they kno wisdom
When they breathe no longer
Do not forget them
Respect the game
Even if you don’t win
You have to learn to lose
In order to win
Respect the dignity
That no one can take
Be strong
Sooo you won’t break
Respect the process
Of life it’s self
Whether poor or rich
Life is a gift
But when it get’s hard
It’s almost cursed
Respect the rewards
For working hard
But don’t let that
Taint who you are
Respect the struggle of
Life’s a bitter sweet curse
But you can turn that around
And make it a blessing in the works
That feels sooo good
It needs no words
My friend,
This is the end of my
Bitter sweet words

poem by Sumira Sarai Norris
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A pull close to chest

I pulled her close to my chest
I tried in earnestly to my best
It was real and crucial test
I had conveyed my desire at least

She asked help and guidance from her God
I failed to catch whether it was yes or nod
I could guess it was pure invitation
Simple “No” was now out of question

I revealed all about my past
She reacted angrily and very fast
I thought I was finished and did not last
At least I opened up and threw away the mask

Was it undoing of my best efforts?
Did I fail to maintain good rapport?
What did I expect from her to support?
Was my ship was landing at safe port?

I could read worry lines on her face
I did consider it as unique but mad race
She was not prepared or ready to lace
I was impatient to meet her and embrace

What did she offer me in return?
Did I expect any rough answer or “U” turn?
I was about go away and run
It had left me with sensational burn

I was burning with deep desire
I did all my best to admire
She was not the commodity on hire
But she was like volcano and live wire

Whenever I tried to go so close?
She made hostile reaction with pose
I failed to convey the trust and to repose
She almost smiled at me like rose

I think not to touch her in life time
She was not in my mind as object prime
She almost came as surprise in life
Now I was dreaming about making her wife

Love has failed many in their journey
They might have spent lots of money
The love which I was trying was very precious
I wished to remain with her almost continuous

She might have misjudged me and declined
I was desperate and mostly inclined
I still had to probe deep in her mind
There was yet no answer from her to find

I tested her will and desire
She was almost on fire
I was set to score on her
It was crucial test here and here

I will not mind if I swim or sink
I will watch her without any blink
I have given enough time to think
I must find good and durable link

She was there in my mind
I thought I must find
She must be at ease
I shall give her all peace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad days

I remember those sad days
Life with lots of problems on the way
No cheers but question of life and death
Fight for square meals a day and unable to breath

Mother used to put me at her back
As everything was at stake
Life for child remained a source of concern
The future was to be changed in turn

I remember her working at farm
Soil to dig when sun wan not warm
Work to start when breeze still on surface
No worry lines to appear on the face

She was not only bold but assertive too
Life was meant to be challenge and felt as true
Work hard or get nothing in return
Energy in body to be burnt in turn

Tears have no place to fall on the ground
It is lovely, beautiful and laborious round
“I won’t die my lovely child” she may murmur
Make me laugh and tease with humor

How can be life harder than this?
If some one doesn’t get it then it is surely a miss
We don’t die or perish as a result of hard labor
The ship has to be taken at the berth of harbor

God only knows how many years it may take?
But surely it will be long drawn yeas to make
Life then will be put on right track
You may look back a past with no feelings of an ache

I don’t know where from that urge comes
To fight the situation and smilingly welcome
Not to get discouraged if means are meager
Slowly it builds and makes man perfect and stronger

Leave not behind any such regret
You were not meant to suffer such fate
If one has time on his or her side
There is no need to lament or search for guide

Hard work has no parallel
One has to try hard and excel
If nothing goes in favor or well
Try not to reveal it to others or tell

It may not remain for uncertain days
By the time you may sure find the ways
You may attain position to make the sway
See nothing is left out or given away

No doubt life can’t be equal for all
One has to quickly adjust and respond to call
If something is missing or not available
It must be got with whatever situation favorable

You can’t sit and think idle
Must think to come out from troubles
If that is done successfully
Life will be enjoyed fully

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dancing Classroom

Crying
Not crying
Do you think my heart is made from iron?
Do you think man looks strong outside
Will always be strong?
Can’t be hurt?
But truth, I’m not more than ashamed coward
Whoever…understand
I want crying too
Even strong
But please understand, that I’m a woman
Sometimes I want to weep
Be cared and respected
Whoever…understand me
I’m not strong as you see
Want to be understood
But when it happened, I can’t bear it
Don’t want seen weak
There is no super power human
Or very weak person
But many people don’t realize
And labeling as they like
There is no unharmed human
But for they have a hope
And stand against wind of life
There is no other way than fighting
Even life is hard
Even it’s painful
Even those people don’t understand
Let’s we face it!
And cross!

from odoru no kyoshitsu

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Age Old Dilemma

It has remained and been age old dilemma
But spelt well now by others and Dalai Lama
What we had understood about real life?
Was it merely passing time with very good wife?

That may be one good aspect
We failed to understand it and respect
It has always been a mystery and mirage
Lots of thesis can be written on long pages

Think of poor people who have nothing eat!
Look after family and children with two ends to meet
Very difficult to understand the philosophy in real terms
When situation is so tidy and cruelly turns

He has no where to go but fight to fill hunger
So much rage inside with lots of hatred and anger
Whole world seems against and remedy for poverty
Where is the time to remember good thing and almighty?

Those who have enough of means try for more wealth
They need enormous even at the cost of their health
Humanity is just farce and no value for human being
They want to have sway allover and rule as king

It may be naïve to discard such theory
It is cause of concern and worry
We spend the life in pursuit of money
There leaves less time to enjoy the honey

Life comes to an end when everything is in hand
Lots of relatives wait for speedy departure at the end
Since you have failed to realize happily with wealth
They want lion’s share after your early death

This dogma has remained for ever and may continue
No one has come out of it even after repeated review
It is mirage hunt that keeps us in fray
We are running after it and always going away

Some individuals successfully come out of it and enjoy
For them life is mission and should be continued with joy
It is likely not to come in thousands of years
So live up to full length even if some agony comes to bear

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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life!

Life (2nd attempt in writing a song)

What is life?
Life is sometimes great
Sometimes nothing
Most of the time it moves in circle
Though many a time it goes straight

Life is very easy
When you relinquish your dreams
It is very hard
When you want a thing to achieve

What is life?
Life is sometimes great
Sometimes it is nothing
Name fame in life is a game
of pray and hard work
Some one may get some thing
By virtue of a good luck
But things will never come again and again
As life is never a fluke

If you want to achieve some thing concrete
You have to rub your butt against a thorn or prick.

What is life?
Life is very deadly joyful
When you succeeds in love
Life is a lake of tasteless tears
When you have a success in failures.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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