Chest Expands
My chest expands with honor and pride
When receives little words of high magnitude
Life seems then to have served the purpose
Yet it makes me to work more and choose
Human being as an ordinary animal
He may sometimes put show that can be called dismal
Yet it has potential to strike back
Come back with full zeal and stake
Even gods like praise
When they find lot many unhappy people chase
Run after him for some kind of blessings
And that does come to them and go as missing
It has simple logic
'Nothing comes before time 'it is simple basic
What do we lack then in earnest?
We are not trying our level best
Feel relieved when handsome return is made
Celebrate it with joy when some good words are said
After all it had been hard work for these many years
There was desperate need for word to be heard in ears
Try to be reasonable with clear effort
Don't try to grab others credit with bad rapport
It may give you name but not peace at heart
As human being is gifted with very good art
Claim vigorously which is yours
Try and dive in sea if that is called for
But never try for things which doesn't belong you
The means may never comfort if it is not true
Love to enjoy in self made effort
That can be below expectation or little short
But it is worth attempt to sail the ship at port
It would have been sunk if there was no enough support
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These Three Words
When was the last time
That they heard you say
Mother or father, I love you
And when was the last time
That they heard you say
Daughter or son, I love you
Ones you say you cherish everyday
Can instantly be taken away
Then youd say I know this cant be true
When you never took the time
To simply tell them I love you
When was the last time
That they heard you say
Sister or brother, I love you
And when was the last time
That they heard you say
Darling or best friend, I love you
The one for whom youd give your very life
Could be taken in the twinkling of an eye
Through your tears youd ask why did you go
Knowing youd didnt always show
Just how much you loved them so
These three words
Sweet and simple
These three words
Short and kind
These three words
Always kindles
An aching heart to smile inside
I know a family
Who hasnt a cent to their name
And yet the joy and love they have between them
They always claim
And when ones called from life
The survived mourn the lost
And will never be the same
Yet they rejoice
In knowing they gave them their all
These three words
Sweet and simple
These three words
Short and kind
These three words
Always kindles
(repeat and fade)
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To Live In World
To live in world as man or woman
You can prove as true human
Who stops you from living as you like?
This idea must remain at heart and strike
Noble people are those who live on with ideals
Their life is simple but in fact very real
They have nothing to hide or make deal
It is always their endeavor to have sympathy and feel
Human race is not what we have made
We need enough of digging with spade
The earth can be made soft and fertile
The garden can boom in its own way with style
We have forgotten the basic values
Humanity is not realized with its dues
If we can’t give good or worthwhile to anyone
We are shame on earth and hence claim none
Not everybody can be assured of lovely life
As everybody is expected to walk on an of knife
It can be made rosy and worth to live
If we adhere to and respect the life of others and believe
If you bow your head with respect
No one may have any kind of grudges to react
You will be given due weight age and recognition
Your word may find right place with consideration
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Proud to be human
I am proud to be human,
Whether you are a good man,
Good looking or intelligent woman,
Matters less, but what more you can,
You may be leading simple life,
Having kids and good looking wife,
Time in your favour and more rife,
Everyone may prefer and want peace,
Life to be spent with ease,
Not remember but bad memory erase,
Almost all but not a one optional case,
I want not to be caught on wrong foot,
Doesn’t want to be a part of loot,
It might have been cornered from draught,
With all precautions and never caught,
I will practice but not attempt to preach,
Not breaking rules or committing breach,
Case in itself exemplary for each,
Everybody can and within reach,
Does that require an effort extra ordinary?
Or submission of reports preliminary?
It should be performed normal way,
Who might dare interfere and say?
All come on earth, live and parish,
Work leave behind without finish,
Not an enough will power to accomplish?
Orthodox way and does not look polish,
Feel for others but still not show pity,
Always harmony peace and amity,
Live with present and work with continuity,
Not a slight hint or word with ambiguity,
I may not achieve what I desired?
But may find others get inspired,
Not live life with date expired,
But lovable life with knowledge acquired,
Why there are riot and agitation in street?
Why not people live in harmony and eyes meet?
Will it not be a marvelous feat?
Surpass previous records and beat,
I will continue to live with ease,
Don’t interfere with simple work please,
I shan’t oblige, obey and deviate,
I see no earnest efforts for sufferings to alleviate
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Simple Man
A simple man with simple ideas,
that’s what he, thinks of himself,
but others look differently at him.
They say that he has a heart way off the charts,
for all the things that he does.
For the words of comfort that he says,
and the support he brings to all he meets.
He cannot see it though;
to him it is just something
he has always done naturally.
To him there is nothing special,
in all that he does.
Being kind is no special trait;
everyone can do it.
Loving everything and everyone that comes his way,
a lot of people out there can do that too.
So why do people choose him?
He is only human after all,
no more thoughtful than most.
Some even think him as an angel,
he smiles at that, and wishes
that he had a guardian angel of his own,
to give him advice when
he trying to ease someone else’s pain.
However, he is a simple man,
who walks through life,
only doing simple things.
The only time you will see him frown,
is when he wants to help someone,
and finds that he cannot.
It s then he feels he is failing them,
because of something he could not do.
Therefore, if you ever meet this simple man,
cheer him up a little bit.
Personally I would like to be like him
and all that he does possess,
but my head is buried in the sand,
too much of the time,
to do all the things he does.
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I miss
You may call me dear
Agony and pain you bear
No complaints or words I hear
Why not you make it very clear?
You always guided me as sun beam
Projected work as complete team
Life would have been utterly failure
If you had not made it fully secure
I am paying it very dearly
I miss the death very nearly
Cry from distance makes me upset
Nothing seems right from the outset
I may not deliver any good
My promises may not serve as tonic for food
How to prove and show the earnest feeling?
I can’t shed the tears even if willing?
The world, people and nature will laugh at me
They will find it as stage to be enjoyed free
Can we not present its beautiful look?
This s only way to come out of hook
Let not any one notice the plight?
We may not separate or go out of sight
What is the reason feel bad or fight?
We may choose what we feel is right
I am visibly moved
My apprehensions still not removed
I am carried away by the simple sentiments
They are not sad but glorious moments
Love is to give and sacrifice
Words may not prove or suffice
It will be simple trajectory of mind
May prove any time its essence and kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Success Story
Each and every one has got success story
You will be excited with news and others may feel sorry
Some one has to take the credit for it and enjoy
There may other factors too leading for the joy
It is culmination of hard efforts that makes it possible
It would have remained in dream and nearly impossible
Had there been no initiative of any sort in this regard?
It would have never been materialized even if worked very hard
It involves application of mind with strong resolve
No room is left and made sure that everybody is involved
It has to be joint effort with sincerity and dedication
It is first step toward success and is apparent indication
Success lies beneath the popular support
if you maintain contacts with good rapport
it will be great encouragement and contributing to strength
if maintained on same level with good wavelength
what amounts to failure or leading to success?
When you gain entry to have full access
You go with relentless efforts coupled with zeal
it ends in good finish with final seal
it makes impact with great difference
If you fail to draw correct inference
You must heed and pay attention to an expert advice
When something goes wrong or fails as device
Things move on with saying “United we stand and divided we fall”
If you do not wake up and respond to a call
You can swim against opposing current and rising waves
With resolute action and waves might pave
People will be frustrated with your success and annoyed
If message is not understood by them and properly conveyed
Close your hand and it strong with grip strength
People will understand clearly at good length
Youngsters may have to sacrifice and die
Not to give any way or simply tell lies
It is need of an hour and they must rise to the occasion
Not to take any chance or wait for battle of succession
More you work in peace than less you may bleed
Success may touch your feet and you may succeed
Why not ride on high waves and shout for peace?
Life may not be normal and you may feel at ease
It is in fact two sides of the coin
One may be entering and other may be going
There may not be any joy if one them is missing
People may laugh at you and start teasing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Words
Yeats so simply stated
' Words alone are certain good. '
And to the great poet
So highly rated
I try to listen, as I should; Yet
Being an untrained novice
Such as me
With verdant hopes of much improvement
- oh that I would -
I beg to slightly differ with W. B.
And offer here my humble opinion
- if I could -
Good certainly is not words alone,
For without humanity
To read and to write
How would they ever become known?
- For without the good of people
Who of these words would care
Ever to be heard, or even shared?
No, the good does not alone from words arise,
Rather from human beings
Whose entire story
Such words do attempt to comprise.......
- Words written in this time
May even the way
To a distant future find,
But not on their own
And never alone.
For it takes people's
- hand's to write
- eye's to read
- heart and soul to understand
The purpose, and the need.
Let it here be shown
Words alone
Are not the only good,
They need human beings
To give goodness and life
To their reason and meaning
For they are merely the vehicle
By which man's true good
Is found and understood.
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Prabhu's Blessings
The sky may look hollow
But certain things are expected to follow
*Prabhu, Lord has showered me with blessings
An old man dying on death bed sees it as kind things
Not all may realize the importance
If little good is said at once
It may not be by chance
But from heart by an ounce
I am humble man
Ordinary and down to earth human
Feel sore at plight of bird even
After all it is fancy and deliberately driven
What poets generally feel and write?
Clash it with changing world and fight
Leave no ground to convince the readers
That you need a voice not from leader
Not metaphors or beautiful words may appeal
Not a good picture or contents may look real
But if feeling is mixed with simple words
It may certainly work with people to look forward
Many things are happening around
Not feeling of closeness is found
I feel dejected as if to have wasted time
Life is so precious and not to be spent cheaply sometimes
Someone showed me the way and pushed me to front
To show the masses that there is something not to confront
Love and peace can't bargained with hatred and annihilation
Mother earth is beautiful to live in and build very good relation
*Prabhu…..God, Lord
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An eye sparkles
Eyes attract the attention ad make great impact
Two souls meet and make earnest pact
Live unto the end with some purpose
Make final bid to stay for long use
Why eyes speak so loud and clear?
What makes to result in push and pull?
Why there prevails calm and lull?
Why in absence of it life becomes bore and dull?
Eyes do all it in one stroke
There won’t be any fire or smoke
There won’t be any wind to blow
Water may calm down and silently flow
It is said eyes are reflection of pure mind
There won’t be any deception to find
It will be purely attachment of its kind
It makes everybody to feel proud and sometimes go blind
Brown eyes play havoc with sparkling light,
She was there Standing before me just to the right,
She was Inviting me very near but not to fight,
May be she wanted closer views with clear sight,
I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes sparkled as if deem lamps lit,
Why there was sudden interest to hit?
Muscle body with good physique
May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colors different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,
I too was ready for open meet,
Body was shaking and crumbling were feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
There was nothing was wrong for ground to explore,
Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry on her part was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt was sincere but confidence to lack,
Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow fast and not to sour,
Kind gesture was coupled with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition to ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
To grab the opportunity the time was right,
Soon was going to develop intense love and bond,
Deep relations to nurture and to be found
Love was to succeed to result in marriage,
Simple arrangement to be carried on carriage,
All went well with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understood with good rapport,
Extending good will with complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested the report
When I look back to find an answer and ponder?
No simple answer could be found but only wonder,
No clouds were there to make loud thunder
it was simple acknowledgement with easy surrender
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At new low ebb
She took and sunk me to low ebb
I was entangled in monster’s web
I had no easy route to escape
I was unable to think or give shape
There may be many ups and down
People may show discourtesy and frown
You may be reduced to nothing and work as pawn
You may be crushed like grass in the lawn
She did not realize simple fact and made all hell
Everything was going ahead with plan and very well
We were leading simple life and good stories to tell
It proved nice all the time and did not face any trail
It was only for on ward march
No going back from the start
It was all for simple asking
Always rousing welcome and no kicking
As it always happen, there starts bad phase
You are down with fame and unable to show the face
You may not be able come out from house and counter
You need to face it bravely with the fear of lashes from hunter
There may be flow of bad words for your action
You may face criticism and solid reaction
No one may blame womenfolk but only man
Why was he not in position to stop or can?
She was string headed woman and couldn’t control tamper
She spoiled the relation with all her anger
It was unbecoming of good couple with good repute
How could I offer any counter or refute?
It was undoing of all my good work
I was feeling uneasy and unable to eat with pork
It was proving difficult to much to my discomfort
My ship was at mid sea waiting call at ports
It is not good for us to survive
Hostility may end but peace can’t be revived
You may live but without any sweetness or aim
How can we stand against odd and claim?
If you can salvage your ship amidst crisis
It will prove your point without any thesis
You may come to be known as strong contender
As it is not the worth job for the pretender
You got to rise from the ashes
You may have strong wishes
Not all may reach to the shore as fishes
You must come out victorious with fine finish
Lie low but not too low
Bow to Him but not to allow
Think of disaster but not of going down
Seeds may definitely grow if they are sown
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Just Called To Say I Love You
No new yearss day
To celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact heres just another ordinary day
No april rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding saturday within the month of june
But what it is
Is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
No summers high
No warm july
No harvest moon to light one tender august night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
No even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No libra sun
No halloween
No giving thanks to all the christmas joy you bring
But what it is
Though old so new
To fill your heart like no three words could ever do.
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
Of my heart
Of my heart
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
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Love and sex
“I am confused with love and sex”
I was argued straight on face
I had to answer with full logic
As human relation has its basic
It is nothing but one supplement to another
No one can lead it without either
One must understand the basic concept of nature
Life can be understood fully and made sure
We are basically wild animal but refined
With change of time very nicely defined
But basic instinct remain that of animal
We go wild and put the shows dismal
Not that we can not control and regulate
Not that we can not express or relate
But at certain time we are driven crazy
Very fast at acceptance and never a lazy
It spoils the relation at first
Some hurry may make it worst
The sexual desire may overcome frankness
The relation is soured and results in hardness
I would not mix love with lust
No one can deny it is not must
Whether it is through love or one sided
It has some reason behind and very much provided
So when I demand for it means little of importance
It may be often or once a while or at once
That gives little of satisfaction for some union
That can lead on to prove good companion
This is how some of the good relations are built
It has no bad intention to be called guilt
They are nicely understood and given go ahead
Life is to be made smooth with resolve to lead
I shall. not shroud it in thick cloud
To malign it often speak so loud
Love demands strict confidence and privacy
It may strengthen with more of its frequency
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Her Sea Tale
Her tale is really a very unhappy one
She married a Captain hoping to have fun
She wanted to discover the world with him
Instead of which she only saw the ocean
For he always made sure that
She stayed back on board at every port
In sheer desperation she took a decision
At one such port she stealthily disembarked
And hid herself in an empty warehouse
Just before the ship was set to sail
She watched her husband on the deck
Talking animatedly to a fellow crew member
He was totally unaware that she was ashore
As the vessel sailed she waved it goodbye
Remaining riveted to her hiding spot
Until it was completely out of sight
That was the last she hoped to see of him
Her ex-husband the mean and captain
A sense of peace thencame over her
The worst was finally coming to an end
No longer would she in lonliness whinge
Every time her husband went on a Binge,
Leaving her to her own devices
While he indulged himself and his vices
Now she hopes to lead a more normal life
At the port, taking up odd jobs to support herself
While continuously hoping always that her husband
Will never return to claim her back
So that she can enjoy her new found freedom
And be relieved from a lifetime of boredom
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I shall hold you
I shall hold you back
I shall hold you back
As so much is at stake
Life is not simple cake
Whenever you like and take
Life is real
Come near and feel
It will make you fully secured
That is destiny and our future
You are made to feel
Love is divine and felt at will
"How and why" has no scope for doubt
It is all in love and we must talk about
The sky is vast and so is the world
You need to come and set in fold
You are safe with peace in wide arms
Without a single thought of any harm
Never think of running away
You will find no excuses for finding new way
You may try to run away but face high walls
You will look back to hear my sweet calls
"Keya*, Keya* to run away is cowardice
Retreat from commitment and honest promise
Where will you land in this unknown forest?
Will you be there for want of no interest?
I am here and permanently near
Come to me without any fear
I shall hold you till last or forever
Think not of running away ever
You have place to rest on my shoulder
They are well built and little wider
They can take care of your every comfort
Just anchor your ship at lovely port
Love is called love and almost pure
That makes a person very much sure
I, for one, can hardly afford
Your absence so I pray for you to Lord
*Keya is name
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miser by nature
Human being is miser by nature
But very much intelligent for sure
It is good quality to spend with calculation
That enhances prestige and relation
Think of reputation when you take something on loan
Hold back and silently swallow with no intention to return
Under such circumstances this quality stands good
People have known it and surely understood
It is very hard to take out single pence from pocket
That too from other person without his being let
If you can do it then it can be considered as extra intelligence
You can amass wealth in no time with golden chance
Many poets write their creative work for some appreciation
Some of them shine extra ordinarily and some still remain with confusion
Everybody wants quick response from readers
But none wants to put their effort for ordinary writers
Writers suffer and in turn suffer literature
Only set poets come forward with their future
Some form syndicate and get quick response
Others watch helplessly and remain tense
It helps in long run even if talent not recognized
As short cuts don't help and remain non- obliged
Fine poems find their place in the assured slot
It is moon coming out of dark clouds after bravely fought
Let no path be blocked for simple reason
It takes years of great struggle for person
To gain a name and find some respectability
It speaks of fine creation with super quality
I speak for no one and claim no immunity
It is grace from god and surely a gift of divinity
No one can write simple words for mass appeal
Nice poets may find place and other's fate may be sealed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Thanks for fine gesture
“Would you like to have some food “
We were watching laborers daily and understood
How much it was difficult to work under hot sun
They were toiling very hard to earn
“No sir, thanks for your kind gesture”
We can’t make exceptions any more
Today you are offering ready meal
To morrow who will be there to feel?
If I accept for one day as you are offering
My all habits may witness change and altering
I may search for it daily from somewhere
To our bad luck it may not be coming from anywhere
I was stunned to hear his philosophical thoughts
He was simple worker but fully aware of plight
As worker how much he had to struggle to find square meal
He was satisfied with his work as effort made in direction were real
He was getting enough to meet his family needs
He did not know what were the motives behind deeds?
He was sure of treatment after putting up hard struggle
It was timely help to come out of little troubles
The message was clear and nicely delivered
It was out of some pity and just offered
It was not well judged from his point of view
As little availability of food was not his need or due
Sometimes we feel very much elated at little gain
If that has come to us without much efforts or pain
It is human tendency to accept the offer without reluctance
We can observe it in our daily life with many more instances
We must work hard and don’t compromise with stand
It may not offer immediate return but strengthen the trend
We may never go in for short cut and accept undue favors
As it may spoil your tendency to feel bad and sour
We are all governed by inherited spirit
Shower the praise words when offer to greet
It has some motives to please a person
But in fact guided by selfish motives with reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Several Times
It has bothered me several times
It has left me puzzled sometimes
I have pondered over it and tried to learn
It only added worry and concern
I asked self “who will miss me most”
Friends, family members or all but at what cost
Do they really think I am worthwhile?
Or are they tolerating me meanwhile?
We all know the purpose behind
You need not think hard to find
Everybody is aware of it and can’t afford to act blind
You got to be cooperative and act very kind
You have only sweet words to offer
Face must offer smile even if you differ
No one may offer kind words at your back
They will remember you as long as their interest is at stake
These are some simple things one may come across
It may force him to think about some gain or loss
Life might have taught some bitter experience
It might have forced individual to remain quiet tense
It is simple philosophy and quiet easy to pick
You can’t be compelled to learn from the fear of stick
It comes with passage of time and maturity
This is called purely nice human quality
Well I must leave it to common wisdom
It helps no one or hopefully seldom
It is to be taken on the face value
Only nice behavior gets you whatever is due
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tis Part Of Human Nature
I take them as i meet them of people i must say
And if some disrespect me in kind them i repay
Respect me and I'll respect you in that i do believe
'Tis part of human nature to return what you receive.
'Tis part of human nature for to like words of praise
A big boost to the ego and our spirits it does raise
Kinds words they make us happy when nice things one to us say
To feel flattered by the compliment that is our human way.
Some criticisms of us we see as quite unfair
And damage by lies done to one's character is quite hard to repair
Those who tell you that mud sticks are saying what is true
Never lie about another and give everyone their due.
'Tis part of human nature to stick by your own kind
Football fans in art galleries you are not likely to find
You show disrespect to someone that person will not respect you
And what you do to others unto you they will do.
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Brown Eyes
Brown eyes with sparkling light,
Standing before me just to right,
Inviting me near but not to fight,
May be closer views and clear sight,
I could see whole world in it,
Two eyes as if deem lamps lit,
Why sudden interest in me hit?
Muscled body with physique fit,
May not be that simple reason,
Spring all over as main season,
Flowers booming with colours different,
Invitation seemed only reason apparent,
I too was ready for open meet,
Shaking body with crumbling feet,
Not knowing what was in store?
Nothing was wrong for ground to explore,
Miss was not easy but hard nut to crack,
Little hurry was sign to pack,
Patience was must for not going back,
Attempt sincere but confidence not lack,
Both realized the gravity of situation,
It was real and not first sight or infatuation,
Time was critical and need of an hour,
Relation to grow and not sour,
Kind gesture with open invite,
Desires grew with ambition ignite,
It was not time to say good night,
Grab the opportunity as the time was right,
Soon developed intense love and bond,
Deep relations and each other fond,
Love was to succeed with ultimate marriage,
Simple arrangement and not as carriage,
All was done with ease and comfort,
Both the families had understand and rapport,
Extending good will and complete support,
Nothing was going bad as suggested report
When I look back and simply ponder?
No simple answer but only wonder,
No clouds to make loud thunder,
Simple acknowledgement with easy surrender
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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