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Calm water

I dropped stone in calm water
Something appeared from under water
All round waves coming out one by one
As if in hurry to rush and meet someone

I was mood less and this prompted me
To go in isolated place to feel little free
Away from noisy scene and near the nature
Everything seemed dangerous to me for sure

Why do all the troubles come in bundles?
Why people feel so jealous and create hurdles?
I had no answer for other people with their mentality
I was thinking fresh from its totality

Our mind is devil's workshop
But good place too for building the hopes
It revives hope even if there is no possibility
Refills the energy with full hope to prove ability

I found no answer straightway
Yet it gave me hope not to be carried away
There can be set backs in life for short duration
It may some times lead you to unnecessary frustration

I threw stone at little distance
But all the waves came back at once
It inspired me to think with close look
I could have possibly not got the clue from any book

We have hardly any chance to solve it at first instant
We remain so much depressed and think of present
Tomorrow does strike in any form and give birth to uncertainty
Human weakness to commit an error in poor quality

What did it reveal to me in fact?
Everything depends on our own act
If we pass on the stage peacefully
I think litmus test can be passed off successfully

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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With New Shot

Sea waves rushed to me
As if to greet and make to feel free
I felt in it sudden current
With full of energy and nothing absent

I had stood aimlessly on shore
With no hope to survive and dare
It was split second thought
Battled enough in mind and fought

I am never man of unstable mind
Love to dream and of nature very kind
I get enough of energy and boost from nature
Where I go and stand alone to secure

Waves again rushed and took away some sand
Each wave looked friendly at the end
Sea roared again from distance and sent fear signal
'Don't be afraid or feel panicky with wave's arrival'

What has happened to me today?
Why is it so that I want to give away?
Whole of my life for stupid way of thinking
When ships over water can swim and I think of sinking?

Oh no, I gathered strength from waves going up and down
What was the reason behind to press for an urge to drown?
I felt shy over the silly idea of not to stay
Almighty had given it to preserve and serve in good way

Oh it is continuous journey with little hint
Each time they rush to the shore to wipe out the prints
What points have we to decide decisively?
Is it life to be led successively?

I brush off the rotten idea and return to hut
All ideas still remain with lots of 'ifs and buts'
I need them to be off with door completely shut
I find the mind ready to fly with new shot

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hunger Moon

Under a full hunger moon
her children in a ring
she stands at the hub
a basket of stones at the right
a February-cold jug of water
fresh from the stream
on the other.

Each one came barefoot
touching the earth
bare arms reaching up
to an unrelenting sky.
'Choose a stone' she said
'Place it under your left foot.
Stone does not yield. There will
be times when you must be
like stone.'

And over the reaching arms
walking within her family circle
she gently rained water down.
'Water does not resist. There
will be times when you must be
like water. Close your eyes
feel like stone like water.'

poem by Beryl Baigent
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Where The Waters Meet

today i feel good
i walked in the water
loved how it felt under my feet
i look out in the oceans
and wonder
where the waters meet

so i walk i untill the water meets my breast
i look around and see more water
am i in the middle
where the waters meet

do it feel me
where the water meets my skin
so warm and soft
but yet so i wonder
where the waters meet

i give in to the waves
and lean till i float
close my eyes and i feel my self drift away
where the water meet i will never know

where the waves take me is where ill go
where the water meets my soul

poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Stone at Tree

I threw the stone at tree
Fruit fell down and came in hand as free
What a gesture by dead object?
Compassionate and liberal act

What did I not know yet?
The reaction from it was coming very late
I threw stone in ponds
Few round of noble thoughts turned round

What did it convey to me in person?
Waves after waves were reaching me with some reasons
It was not a simple dropp but bomb shell
Mind was not at ease and nothing was going well

Why all natural objects react in favorable way?
Why they don’t protect in turn it away
Nature is meant to be tolerant and generous
That is why they are known and very famous

I thought several times over abuses hurled
Brought down the spirit of noble person and muffled
What good it did when some one was especially hurt?
Why could I not stop tirade and help it to convert?

Let the bitterness go away from human mind?
No one has ever got peace or little bit find
It has lead to outrage and new additions
No improvement in relations but only deterioration

It needs little change
For that we need not wait for considerable age
It can be done with little gesture
Just simplicity with actions very pure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Time turned cruel

The time turned cruel on me
I was shocked at news to find again lonely and free
He had breathed his last in hospital bed
He was no more and had been declared dead

It is easy for male to recover from shock
He can withstand up to the last till running out of stock
He can manage the scene and come back on feet
Prepare self to accept any challenge and meet

I am not mentally robust
Some times I loose confidence and trust
I am not made of stubborn stuff
I fear sometime to tell lie or offer bluff

Since I am left alone and must eventually bear
All consequence that has been thrust near
I must gear up self to meet the worst tomorrow
As I have no idea how things will allow

I have lost no hope and can cope up with time
I can put up with hard reality and face any time
He was strength to me but I should not cry over it
I must chase the opportunity with firmly placed feet

My daughter is the only surviving soul
So nice, helpful hand and beautiful
I have great hope in her to come out
Show to the world that there is nothing difficult to talk about

I find sea and its waves very close
Waves go up with force and make typical noise
All that fascinates me with wonderful change
Wind also blows powerfully but I skillfully manage

God has given me chance to prove ability
Females are no sitting ducks and can show quality
Either in good time or in bad times with demonstration
That they can face any rough weather in question

I am out with daughter on sea beach
Sea is out stretched and eyes can't reach
Yet I feel sea is very much magnificent
Whatever I do is correct and right with his consent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Do You Love, I Hope

I've got the question
I've had it for days
You've got the answer, dear
I'll put the question
In one little phrase
Say what I want to hear
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the baker who gave you a cake
I saw that look in his eye
Is it the butcher who brought you a steak
Say that it is and I'll die
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
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I heard your question
The answer you know
Love is my middle name
You asked a question
That worried you so
Mind if I do the same
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the blondie who acted so shy
I heard the things that she said
Is it the redhead who gave you the eye
Say that it is and your dead
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me

song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Position

I can’t move away from my stated position
Though it may be temporary or period of transition
There may arise many more questions
Not to discuss at all or make any mention

How to cope and face the challenges?
How to stand fast and simply manage?
It is no easy task and considered state of art
One may be facing dark but tries to look smart

It is the way to lessen the worry
Nothing can be solved out of hurry
Sometimes you may feel only sorry
Burden and frustration only to carry

Everybody is facing delicate situation in life
Hasty action needed when situation is not rife
All calculations may prove wrong and invite trouble
Calm water may be disturbed with lot of bubbles

Weak may develop cold feet and loose the patience
Winning game may go out of hand in presence
Nothing could be done to retrieve the position
Only strong will power may needed for imposition

What else can be done to avert the show down?
Why can’t we present the smiling face devoid of frown?
It is good to be in complete control of mind
We may be able to think fresh and able to find

Life is full of ups and downs with no solution in sight
Some may go wrong even if seemed very right
We may loose hope and think of bad consequence
Drawing some conclusions with right inferences

It is state of mind that makes us to feel bad or good
Only alert mind can take you out of the wood
How to over come out of it is anybody’s guess
One must be ready with open mind to confess

You may emerge strong as ever before
You will realize what you were trying for?
It will give proof of your stable mind
Ability to come out of it with new ways to find

Never to let your mind to any one else
Let others guess and remain ever tense
This will give you enough room to maneuver
Defuse the crisis and successfully come over

I wish I could adopt the simple theory
Refresh the mind with fresh memory
Easy to find the solutions with open mind
Show always good composure and behavior kind

This is how we overcome and act
No action in haste or simply react
It will complicate the real issue
You may fail to get what is really due

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who are you

Who are you? Who are you really?
I probed it number of times but failed wholly
Answer was to be found from sun conscious
It has puzzled me more often and continuous

I tried on all known ills and put self in that position
First of all I asked whether it was difficult question
If so then how to find satisfactory answer
Only close or some distant friends but they may fewer

Very fine morning I was encountered by a poser on line
“Who do you think you are a cheater” the issue is sidelined
There is nothing in your behavior to suggest
I am here to prove you wrong and contest

In fact I wanted to test the reaction from a unknown person
As no one would like to point out short comings with reasons
I had loved expressing self in putting the same character
To express and feel with bad qualities is like a good actor

To feel jealousy is something like getting intolerant for somebody’s success
In no way you are going to be benefited if some one really feels happiness on face
It is weakness that is experienced almost all at one way or other way round
Even though it is immediately not made known but it is understood and found

I have heard the speeches of great saints and religion preachers
They profess the human life as useless and treacherous
It is full of all flaws and individual should rectify the way of living
It may continue for some more but will not help in unfortunate happenings

Such things prove very heavy for probing mind
Suitable answers will never be striking for easy solutions to find
After all it is human mind and needs some psychological comfort
The human journey is like ship anchoring safely at the port

Very few people may be confiding in you as trusted friend
Everybody is fully aware of tendency that may prevail at the end
Even though they might have been trapped under such deception
The over night change in any person can not be assumed from the inception

It is not wrong to assume that we all function after wearing the mask
We are not the same as we are supposed to be right from the start
The moment it comes to threatening the very existence
We go all out to defend self under any manner we feel fit at once

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Show Down

I feared a show down
With life of my own
Unmindful of universally known facts
That everything depended on act

As the sun was lowering
I felt as if it had intention of some offering
In the form of blessings
So far truly, in fact, was missing

The clouds seemed to have never tuned red
Changed scene from life to that of dead
Sometimes appeared as horse
And sometimes devil rushed with force

Its direct reflection on calm water
Created a long shadow and then altered
It created panic in my mind
I raised head toward sky to find

Was it pointer of an arrow?
Had to observe something and follow?
I got puzzled and looked towards sky
So much in confusion and asked why?

Clouds just threatened with thunder
Was I committing any blunder?
There appeared sign of shining cross in gold
So many thoughts crossed mind and told

There is hope in decline
One must strive for good line
Even hope to be build in sinking ship
Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep

There was no upheaval on earth
There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death
It was sign of divine appearance
One must consider himself to be lucky by chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Show Really Down

I feared a show down
With life of my own
Unmindful of universally known facts
That everything depended on act

As the sun was lowering
I felt as if it had intention of some offering
In the form of blessings
So far truly, in fact, was missing

The clouds seemed to have never tuned red
Changed scene from life to that of dead
Sometimes appeared as horse
And sometimes devil rushed with force

Its direct reflection on calm water
Created a long shadow and then altered
It created panic in my mind
I raised head toward sky to find

Was it pointer of an arrow?
Had to observe something and follow?
I got puzzled and looked towards sky
So much in confusion and asked why?

Clouds just threatened with thunder
Was I committing any blunder?
There appeared sign of shining cross in gold
So many thoughts crossed mind and told

There is hope in decline
One must strive for good line
Even hope to be build in sinking ship
Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep

There was no upheaval on earth
There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death
It was sign of divine appearance
One must consider himself to be lucky by chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Drowning

My smile has been declined
The laughter in my world silenced
I feel stone weights around my ankles
And tomorrow seems like a year away

I feel blocks of cement on my shoulder
And waves of muddy water pulling me under
I travel close to walls and windows
And in quiet moments my breathing ceases

I yearn for bodies of crystal clear ice cold water
Waves of surrender shattering my soul into pieces
Pieces that will start new life in a different place
A place where every sunrise will renew my life

I want to dance on the ground of oceans
Embrace the shadows of shipwrecks
Float in the nothingness of currents
Be caressed by wild flocks of sea grass

Surrounded by soft masses of liquid
I could find reason in a world of pain
Then I wake up to the dawn of a new morning
And no thoughts of drowning remain

© 2011

poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Don't give up hope

Don't give up hope
Don't give up hope
There is still a whole slew of scope in hope

I know how you feel
Your predicament is unpleasant and real
Before you crumble and stumble
Like a lone wolf in your solitary struggles
I hear the sadness in your tongue
Realize that your suffering will pass
Its duration may be long
Hang in there, be strong
I know the words to your plightful song
You are not where you wish to belong
But giving up hope is forever wrong
A flower never fumbles and gives up hope
While waiting for its daily water
Hope is all to it that matters

Don't give up hope
Don't give up hope
Clutch on tight to all ropes
There is still a whole slew of scope in hope

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Leaving Gift, My Prayer

As I prepare to leave I ask myself
What does it mean if I do not get a gift?
What does it mean?
How will I feel?
It means no one cares
No one likes you
I can only expect to get back what I give
Feeling scared as this answer reached me
I say a prayer that it should reach you
I should learn to give more
I hope that I can accept the truth, regret my mistakes, learn from them and hope to change
Hope to be better, hope to be stronger
I hope that I can stay strong, grow into myself and expand out of myself
To doubt myself less and enjoy the good in some
I hope not to conform to a world that does not see me as I am but as I should be
To sympathise with people who see me as different and fear me for it
Who wish I would be just like them so that things would be easy for them
So that they do not have to try so hard to understand the things they are not used to
I hope to believe there is good and seek it out where it can be found
To open myself
For when I am open I can give and receive
As an open bottle can be poured from and filled

poem by Absent Wryta
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Not Known Outside

Not known to outside what is called hunger
It is not natural phenomena or coming out of anger
It is felt when fire is inflaming inside
When frustration is growing wide

You get no sleep when hungry
You look towards sky and feel sorry
Your hands are empty to feed
You are unable to meet the need

Hunger can burn whole of empire
They have only outrage and burning fire
No one can kill their spirit
As no hope is seen or lit

Many may be starving to death
So many may be enjoying with wealth
They need only two pieces of meals
We can’t have for them a nice deal

Let there be no hunger as proclaimed
No nature alone to be blamed
We have done injustice to nature
We have blackened our future

There is no answer to humanity
But yes it is poor thinking and bad quality
We can feed their mouth and see smile
That is what we can do for a while

We can for a while alienate
But we can’t afford to eliminate
Humanity as such can’t relate such things
It needs great care and more of something

Mere food grains may do little
They need to think positive and settle
How nature and forests are basic features!
This may become permanent and we may not have any cure

Sun may be blazing in noon
You may realize the devastation very soon
Nothing can shelter us from future gloom
No temporary steps can be considered in room

Soon it may turn into reality
We may loose out control and ability
Many more starvation deaths and deforestation
Not good place to live in then without sanitation

Let us groom with whole world
People are sympathetic and not turning cold
They want every human soul to live with peace
At least two time meals at ease

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Incriminating Love

If loving you is crime
Let me spend all my life
In stock and shackle
Let people have criminal
Engrave on my grave stone

I don’t mind the whirlwind
Or think of the hurdles
The atmosphere may be gloomy
I say no to its deception
And remain unwavering

There could be mountain of despair
That stands between us
Or impede our coming together
But I could cut stone of hope
Out of mole of despair

poem by Seun Bewaji
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Never Give Up On Hope

Never give up on hope never give up who knows what tomorrow will bring
Keep on hoping for a happier future for hope is a marvellous thing
Lady luck she may smile on you good things come to those who wait
Who knows in the not distant future you may have cause to celebrate
A first division win in tattslotto or some other unexpected windfall
Life does have it's good and it's hard times and it's good and bad memories to recall
Never give up on hope always keep on hoping your good times for you may be ahead
You cannot hold much hope for the future if hope in you is all but dead
If you succumb to feelings of negativity the universe out there you do tell
That you are happy with the hard life and you accept an earthly hell
Never give up on hope for hope springs eternal the quitter cannot hope to succeed
But if hope in you is ever present it will serve you in your time of need
So never give up on hope tomorrow well may be better and the good times for you may be ahead
You do not have much of a future if hope in you is all but dead.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A wise to be

It is wise to be fooled and roam around
It looks foolish but seems very sound
It is quite amusing when rumors gather round
You may feel like to hit a person and go under ground

You can easily make people to believe in you
It is your ability to gather support and go though
They may not take you seriously and consider it as joke
You may air your grievance but it won’t go in air as smoke

It is said you must keep mum on certain occasion
You should not fire your salvo even faced with private invasion
It is ridiculous to offer every move of others and face
Unnecessary criticism sand enter into verbal race

It is better to observe from distance and offer no comments
Not to detract eyes while making large payments
It is common test for everybody to observe some ethics
Everything will go into flames if goes wrong with mathematics

Let people form their own opinion and guess
You should not leave anything behind as trace
It is unwise to counter and unnecessarily face
They may come round the corner and grace

It is good to be heard than to hear them all
But it is equally good to keep quite and hear a call
It may not only save you from possible embarrassment
But may grant you enough time for good comment

Let your arguments remain confided within self
It may definitely improve your image and help
Let people also think you are fool to cope with all
You need not clear about their doubt and fall

To offer nothing practically is considered as best tactics
It has been proved number of times by statistics
It has many advantages than any disadvantage
It gives you enough time to maneuver and manage

Why to look upon other people as smart and intelligent?
Are they gifted with extra sense and specially sent?
Do they have super ability to control the crisis and solve?
You need not open all your cards and silently resolve

It is human tendency to expose the weakness in general
People may not bother or think about the procession like funeral
They have their own sense of cutting jokes and try to impose
The will power and influence at any place they consider and suppose

So to score over each other is not moot point or only reason
It varies from place to place and from person to person
It is better to keep cool and regain the composure
Establish yourself and if need be doubly ensure

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bruce Lee

Land of the ‘free' he was born unintentionally,
Away from his native home, returning at the age of three.

Back to a place uncompromising and tough,
Growing into a leader, in a twilight zone.
Thoughts of what would happen if no one behind?
For survival, others and luck were not enough,
When totally on own.
Will victory be signed?

Enrolling in an ancient art to better his way on the street,
Brushing with the law, they were dangerous days.
At times, his face is the only one his teacher would meet!
Totally in to all it's ways.

Frustration to get away,
To contemplate training and self scorn.
Floating in a boat, he lay,
Anger punched the water, which he sailed upon.
‘Water', the essence of what should be,
Realisation starts to dawn.
Absorb and penetrate, it's the reality,
Suddenly a bird flies by and casts its shadow, another meaning is born.
The mind has to be the reflection, moving but still,
‘Detached' from the disturbance.
From the physical skill,
To create harmony and balance.

Sent away for his own good,
By concerned parents.
To make a life if he could,
To his birth land, hope he represents.

Five years practice behind,
New land, new knowledge to find…..

poem by Guy Lipmore
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Hope ''Spiritual Grace

Time goes on,
Will not stop for me nor for you.

Hope is the one, that keeps on moving us.
Yes that's true.

True is the fact,
Hope has 'spiritual grace'.

Embedded with strength and courage,
Guide us to run in the race.

Let your hope never die,
Never let it remain away from you.

Hope is the strength,
Strength to run your life all through.

Never feel lonely, never feel sad,
Let hope be there with you, to make you feel glad.

Life is beautiful,
at times life gets tough,

Hope is the one that keeps you strong,
No matter how life gets rough.

May 'Hope' remain be by your side,
May it never gets apart from you.

May it be your strength,
May every dream, every desire of you come true.

poem by Priya Arora
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Writing About - Hope

Every human being living on this earth hope for something
Poor people hope that one day money will come their way
The rich folks hope to multiply their assets before long
Several men hope for a wife who is as caring as their mother
Many women hope for husbands who is as loving as their father
Children always hope for parents who will give them everything

Bankers hope that everybody will pay their mortgages in time
Thieves and robbers hope the police should stop harassing them
While the police hope that every person will be law-abiding
Priests and clerics hope that everyone will live a sacred life
Experienced nurses hope the doctors will treat them with respect
Medical doctors hope their patients will recuperate faster

Careful drivers hope that other drivers will drive like them
Teachers hope all students will do their home-work regularly
While the students hope the teachers will give them easy exams
The colleges hope that all students will pay their tuition promptly
Farmers always hope for good and abundant harvest
Lawyers hope more and more people will need their services

Fishermen hope that more and more fishes run into their nets
School-girls always hope for rich and generous boy-friends
All politicians hope to get elected and re-elected
Employers hope their workers will volunteer for overtime
Every architect always hope to design the best building in town
Builders hope to showcase the tallest building as their own work

The mechanics always hope more people will buy used-vehicles
What are your personal hopes on this earth?
What are your hopes for your family?
What are your hopes for your country?
The day we humans stop hoping on this earth
Will be the day we cease to be members of this beautiful planet
Please remember to stay happy and cheerful

poem by Julius Babarinsa
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