Civilized World
How often I stand alone in this civilized jungle?
Where devotion is called joke with mean angle
Loyalty for quite few bucks and openly sold
Everything is obtained by showing brightness of gold
How an uniformed man gets dressed up for duty?
His badge on cap, bright shoe shine and everything adds to beauty
What does he think of his almighty when he steps out?
Only security for others and nothing else to talk about
Where is the time to remember and pray for second?
What do the family members ask for and demand?
Nothing of that sort occupies the mind and invades
Duty seems to be super most in mind as if touched by edge of blade
No festivals, no marriage occasion and no funeral
All same when resumed duty hours on arrival?
True protector and saint if you can call
Staunch defender and impregnable wall
Such defenders have no time to repent
Lying down of life if that is heavenly sent
No escape route or offering of any excuses
Danger and bullets never find mention or misses
What can be ultimate goal of brave man?
How can he be tough as well as human?
How to remain non violent and at the same time effective?
We can’t find any answer even if remain subjective
If supreme sacrifice can be called any religion
Let all of us change the method or opinion
Give an important chance to adjust him in crisis
Let us not criticize him by over dose or thesis
If we can understand so the family too
Let us not try any method to woo
Let him remain isolated for our welfare
Allow him to perform perfect duty very fare
He deserved no condemnation
But our sympathy without any question
It may stand irrelevant with any of the relation
But that should be our preparedness with indication
Policeman in street, on road or at cross road
Bears such a responsibility with heavy load
No one hears from his side what has been told
Only we hear with asceticism that he has been sold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love, not Duty
Thought may well be ever ranging,
And opinion ever changing,
Task-work be, though ill begun,
Dealt with by experience better;
By the law and by the letter
Duty done is duty done
Do it, Time is on the wing!
Hearts, ’tis quite another thing,
Must or once for all be given,
Or must not at all be given;
Hearts, ’tis quite another thing!
To bestow the soul away
Is an idle duty-play!
Why, to trust a life-long bliss
To caprices of a day,
Scarce were more depraved than this!
Men and maidens, see you mind it;
Show of love, where’er you find it,
Look if duty lurk behind it!
Duty-fancies, urging on
Whither love had never gone!
Loving if the answering breast
Seem not to be thus possessed,
Still in hoping have a care;
If it do, beware, beware!
But if in yourself you find it,
Above all things mind it, mind it!
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One more rose
One more rose in our family
We all remained awake wearily
It was expected at any time
The child’s cry made clock to tick that time
We all noted arrival from heaven
The prophesy from elders was proven
It is good omen and sign in the family
Everybody must rejoice and accept it happily
Many people die childless with so much to their regret
It is blessing from heaven so not to be taken as bad luck or fate
Not all people may be that much lucky or have it with choice
So early morning cry from child was heard like cuckoo’s voice
“I will be called grandpa” how much joy it generated
Gave enough of joy and occasion was certainly to be celebrated
My feet were taking unusual steps to spread news
Though it was known to family members and to others very few
Family is like garden with all the members as beautiful flowers
Everybody takes you very seriously with respect as followers
So it becomes duty of family head to celebrate arrival as grand occasion
Throw gorgeous party and make it known to all about addition
It is unique as well routine too for all of us
Life is built and enjoyed around with trust
One life is leaving behind for other to enter
The mother earth is heavenly place or center
Life is never ending mission
To stay permanently or leave behind is not our decision
We all know about the temporary refuge here
Leave without any notice take heavenly flight to reach there
I know that it will be moment of little happiness
But it gives moment of joy amidst lots of stress
Everybody forgets pain and sorrow for few seconds
As it is graceful occasion and certainly demands (celebration)
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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OUR Duty...
It is my duty to stand up for my country and belief
It is my duty to end my brothers’ and sisters’ grief
It is my duty to fight for my country and to spread goodness and trust
It is my duty to proclaim peace and harmony as a must
If everyone could just shake hands
Where difference no longer stands
If everyone could just walk together
Then the peace and harmony that I’m calling for shall last forever
If we could just unite and abolish all the wars
Then we shall unlock all of the friendship doors
If we could put an end to all the pain from people no matter what color or faith they are
Then the road to heaven and eternal happiness shall not be far
It is OUR duty to stand up for OUR country and belief
It is OUR duty to end OUR brothers’ and sisters’ grief
poem by Marria Attar
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Above and beyond the call of duty for JT Ellison
Above and beyond the call of duty
Do Roman ghosts still guard the wall?
Far from their homelands in the sun.
I wonder if they thought at all.
They would remain their duty done.
As corpses in cold northern clay
or dreamt that they would return home.
In triumph on some distant day
to a well earned heroes welcome.
Sometimes when the blue twilight fall
I sit enrapt in reverie
and fancy that I hear their calls.
Although there’s nothing I can see.
Though one or two claim they can see
the roman sentries on patrol.
Along the wall quite frequently.
A sad parade of earth bound souls.
Who died too quick to understand
that they were dead their spirits free.
So they obey the last command
still do their duty faithfully.
Do Roman ghost still guard the walls?
I cannot answer honestly
I only know when twilight falls.
I think they might quite possibly
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Divine existence
We can’t deny divine existence
There should not be wrong notion or insistence
It is for us to know real value and its place
Hough there is fast life with mad race
We have polluted thoughts and environment
Every action of our speak of adverse comment
We have left no room for slight adjustment
Only selfish motives behind every movement
You are strong individual and remain continuous
You can prefer to act role that can be called dubious
Yet the reality may remain as it is for time to come
We have to adjust accordingly and welcome
You should not try to see the hollowness of sky
Your mind should not be perturbed and ask why
The stars may twinkle and moon may appear without fail
You should set priority, set target and avail
You can’t disregard sweeping change
Even person tend to become fragile with age
The environment too may witness gradual transformation
We must analyze and respect the relation
Kings have disappeared and despots have taken over
Public is tired of and now finding shelter or cover
This may also find disappearance in phased manner
The change has to come later or sooner
You can remain mere spectator
The gradual change is simple indicator
You got to live with changing world
As you are supreme with your soul which is not yet sold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Door to door
No one has reached door to door
To the needy, down trodden and poor
With only noble cause in mind
Where else such pious and religious figure to find
Whether femine, draught or natural calamity
She was always guided by spiritual power of almighty
She was ordinary, down to earth but figure of nobility
The poor always blessed her to add feather in her ability
Only one soul could perform the remarkable feat
She was helped by all and could easily capture the heart beats
She greeted with open hands all irrespective of cast or creed
She never asked for anything or had any inkling or greed
We call her mother for devotional duty
She had beautiful divine smile with internal beauty
Sheltered orphans, destitute and homeless
The happiness could easily be seen on their face
It was rare opportunity for her in the services of mankind
She was fully alive to the plight and agony without being blind
She had all the means to remain comfortable and at ease
She preferred to devote whole time with frequency increase
She had only one mission and duty to perform
Stay among them and remain better informed
How easily she could pick the sentiments of helpless persons?
She realized it as life’s mission for fulfillment with various reasons
The world too has opened the doors for all aid
They have poured it without word being said
Charity is such mission where no one may prefer to stay
It is humanitarian effort and no one would wan t to go away
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At Late Night
'Where are you going at late night? '
A friend asked to his son in dead light
'Just o see his condition and be right back'
'But don't forget to take helmet when on bike'
'Alright papa, worry not as the place is near by'
'I shall remember your advice and certainly try'
Those were the last words heard when he sped away
I too left the friend as preferred not to stay
Bad luck would have a day and he did not return
He had struck road divider and dashed to ground in turn
He lost life instantly and could not be informed
All of suddenly the gloom had cast and family was stormed
Had he listened to the advice of father and put helmet?
Probably he could have not mate the ill fate
But alas! We are guided by Almighty's wish
Life can be ended any time and finished
In our day to day life some times we remain unconcerned
Take no safety precaution and force family members to bother
They remain worried till you come back safely
The same is repeated several times and adhered to lately
Even though it is not in our hand but can certainly avoid
Death may take over anytime when it has severely laid
We watch helplessly at the tragic demise of member
At that time we lament not to have obeyed the advice and remember
Let us not be that much dependant on hear say stories
But certainly it leads to some unexpected losses and worries
If we remain cautious then at least we may have some satisfaction
Else we may repent whole life not to have taken into account any indication
Always think about life and death as inseparable part
Any living thing that is on earth has to depart
No one here is immortal and has few days, months to his credit
If you are lucky to find another day then love it and greet
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Street Light
The street light
Looks at me
Eye to eye
And asks:
Is your mind
Brighter than me?
Of course, not
I say.
You do your
Duty diligently
Silently, not a
Word of grudge
Not a look of
Dissent, I see.
And me?
I huff and puff
At every duty
Given to me.
How can my
Mind surpass
The supreme
Intelligence,
The pristine
Brightness
Of thee?
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poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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At cross road
Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?
Even at cross road.
Are we blood thirsty?
And care for no one,
who may come but none?
Doesn’t concern everyone?
Even at cross road.
Can we not share?
Misery and poverty,
happiness and unhappiness,
hunger and roofless human,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut?
Burn the green forest,
and big trees,
do we want disaster?
Even at cross road.
Rain is scarce,
food also less,
nature is finished,
no bloom for ever,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut throat?
Merely for greed,
does the religion preach?
Priests or heads just teach
Even at cross road.
I may not survive,
peace may not revive,
nobody will also survive,
we will soon be extinct,
even at cross road.
Time is running out,
Still human race is not out,
We may still be in,
Kindness may be over,
Even at cross road,
Life is worth to live in,
forget not but just be in,
embrace but not embarrass them,
help but not reject them
Even at cross road.
We May still not adopt,
remain at large but not still opt,
is the nature so cruel?
Kill and get also killed?
Even at cross road
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Virgin Above; A Human Below
In the cobalt saturated blue sky above
An indissoluble flesh of swarthy beauty
Shapes into something sweet, expounding love
To the heart of me, and my sense of duty
It is a duty to love; to love her I solemnly swear
To all God's creatures, on my family name
Her honor I protect, her respect I bear
And carry though life, and its entailment of shame
This sweet heavenly soul, in a sea of sky
Aloof from sin, passionately virgin she float
Aloft in tender mystery, veiled behind heaven's eye
Alone, alone like me, in peace in solitude remote
But she is there above, and I am here below
Innocent she remain, while to sin I seem to go…
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Do Your Duty
Wesley sox wilson
If I call three times a day
Come and drive my blues away
When you come, be ready to play
Do your duty
If you want to have some love
Give your baby your last buck
Dont come quackin like a duck
Do your duty
I heard you say you didnt love me
Numb as mrs. brown
I dont believe a word they say
Shes the lyinest woman in town
When I need attention at home
Ill call you on the phone
Come yourself, dont send your friend jones
Do your duty
If my radiator get too hot
Cool it off in lots of spots
Give me all the service youve got
Do your duty
If you dont know what its all about
Dont sit around my house and pout
If you do youll catch your mama tippin now
Do your duty
If you make your own bed hard
Thats the way o life
Im tired of sleepin by myself
But you too dumb to realize
Im not tryin to make you feel blue
Im not satisfied with the way you do
Ive got to help you find somebody too
Do your duty
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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The Corner Stone (For Father's Day)
The father is the source of strength of his family.
He can weather storm in order to protect them.
He will endure rain or shine to provide his love ones.
He is always ready to give his support and guidance all the time.
The father is consistent for his duty and love for the family.
He can move mountains and shy away the temptation.
He gives himself fully to his family with love and devotion.
Children who have a father to guide them are blessed from heaven.
A husband is a gift for his wife and siblings.
The fathers may look tough in the outside yet so soft inside.
His happiness is to see his family well provided.
He sacrifices his own needs for the sake of his family.
Fathers may mean sometimes but his heart is bleeding for his child.
Fathers are the makers of what we become.
Fathers are always there to lend a helping hand.
Fathers sometimes misunderstood of his wisdom not knowing the meaning.
Fathers are gifted to be strong and stable, firm and durable as the homes foundation.
The father is the source of life itself as we become a family.
A home with out a father can not be a family at all.
A child is lucky who have a father's love and care.
A mother is blessed to have her partner and companion in life.
A house is not a home with out the foundation.
A family is blissful when love abounds.
God bless the fathers that honor his love for his family.
And for whom who remain faithful in their vows of love and devotion.
poem by Emelita C. Smith
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Ill Be Around
Words & music: michael w. smith and bob farrell
Hey boy - did you find out
Whatcha had to know - n what its all about
When you started to move - just a step at a time
You never wanted to fall
You took a chance on the wild side
Hey, girl - cantcha come down
Are ya way at the top - afraid of somethin you found
Then you try to go back - not as easy to do
Did you find who you are
From a dance on the wild side
I know sometimes its hard for you
To keep your feet upon the path that youve chosen
Its not for you to walk alone
Together we can take this road where its going - hang on
Chorus 1:
Stand by me - stand right here
The time has come to say it clear
Now dont give up - but dont give in
We will stand together to the end
And Ill be around - Ill be around, yeah
No joke - the sooner you find
It happens all the same - for every mothers child
When you walk in the dark - then you stumble and fall
Its a part of it all
When we dance on the wild side
But everybody needs someone
Who loves em through the toughest times - while theyre growing - yah
Who keeps a candle burning
When the darkness covers up the path where theyre going - hang on
Chorus 2:
Stand by me - stand right here
The time has come to say it clear
Now dont give up - dont give in
We will stand together to the end
And Ill be around - come what may
Heaven hears us when we pray
So dont give up - but dont give in
We will stand together to the end
I will be there, my good friend
And Ill be around
Be around, Ill be around...
Ill walk this road with you
Wherever it may wind
And Ill be around
Chorus 2
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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A courageous stand
You dash against wall
When there is distress call
Wait for none and respond
Decision fast and in split second
It is state of an alert mind
No waste of time for alternate to find
Dare devil's approach and desirous result
These are inherent and inbuilt
Thousands died for preservance of freedom
The thought for personal safety occurred seldom
It is exceptional feat and performed by an individual
It is unique and can’t be termed as casual
What would have been in heir mind when crisis rose?
Why did they opt for sacrifice or chose?
We can ponder over the issue and search
Exact state of mind prevailed in time as such
There should prevail no confusion in mind
The devotion to duty has made them almost blind
There have no other thoughts then to perform
Some of the qualities are definitely inborn
It is not in anybody’s domain
The concern is always there and may remain
What counts most is exact time and nature?
This ties our identity with future
So when we remember and think of dead
We salute and appreciate them as they lead
It was no less credible step and taken
Any reversal might have left us shaken
Many may argue in favor or against
So many may go for it and insist
This was the only best course open
As the thrust was all of sudden
It is desire to die for the cause
Life may be pushed back stage or paused
This is how soldiers die on front
When they are ordered to confront
Those who survive are called veterans
The torch bearer persons with lanterns
What else they have to offer to us?
Only good example and repositioning of trust
Those who laid down lives are martyrs
We have bade farewell with tears
They are almost their in our heart
They gave us fresh least of life and good start
No second thought must cross the mind and rule
A wise can die and not the fool
It is always an exemplary approach with some promise
Thousands can be saved on his death or demise
Courage has nothing do with age
One lives with it and manages
No one know when time may come to prove
The theory stands good and no one can disapprove
We are proud of their association
It gave us strong and confident nation
we offer only floral tribute
There is still more to contribute
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dover Beach
(s. hoffs/v. peterson)
Susanna
If I had the time
I would run away with you
To a perfect world
Wed suspend all that is duty or required
Late last night you cried
And I couldnt come to you
But on the other side
You and i, inseparable and walking, yeah
If we could steal away
Like jugglers and thieves
But we could come and go
Oh, and talk of michaelangelo, oh
If we had the time (we had the time)
We had the time
The day you looked at me
And it was on your mind
The world is no ones dream
We will never ever find the time, oh
If we had the time
I would run away with you
To a perfect world
To a perfect world
song performed by by Bangles
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Deadly Cancer
It was diagnosed as deadly cancer
A disease now common but found with fewer
So much progress has been made in this direction
But patients suffer mental agony with medicine's reaction
Mother was not feeling well since many days
She may remain busy whole day and calmly stay
She knew very well that she is up with disease
But disclosed to me that it should not be made known please
I was elder among in the family and realized the importance
There was no hope at all and she was awaited with bleak chance
I knew she may remain with us for few more days or months
Then may be suddenly taken over by cruel death
Females generally suffer more with such kind diseases
The moment they marry their existence suddenly ceases
They are not only overpowered by lots of responsibility at home
But countered with numerous problems to tackle and welcome
I could clearly see worry lines on her face
But she won't allow any body to find trace
She will be smiling all the time and remain cheerful
As if life was defeat4d and she remained successful
Such was her dominating character
Sometimes she will make us to roar in laughter
Forgetting all the pains caused by incurable disease
She used to say 'Life must be spent always at ease'
I will direct look at her eyes and try to find out
Why she is always trying to be normal and talk about?
She was funny too and played with small kids
Never failed in her duty for providing the clear lead
She breathed her last with complete control
There was panic or any distress call
She called everybody near by her bed
Bade farewell and told some one for hymns to be heard
She closed her eyes very slowly
Face with beautiful smile and happily
She was not defeated till the last
As the end came peacefully but very fast
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God has planned a whole
One who seeks the road misses it
Let the thief do his job
Let the politicians manipulate war among the states
In the name of nationalism communism fascism
And democracy or theocracy
Let the capitalist seduce the consumers
And rob the people
Do not ask them to change their course
Because that will be a sacrilege
God has planned a whole
And there is room there for thieves politicians
And the capitalists
He has preordained everyones way of life
And it is the duty of the thief to steal
It is the duty of the capitalist to rob
It is the duty of the politician to lie
And suppose a politician gives up his vocation
And seeks the road to liberation
He surely misses the road
Because God has given the snake venom
To bite others
If he doesnot pour that into the blood of the lambs
If the philosopher does not pour his thoughts
Into the blood of the lambs
He will transgress Gods will
God is overhead
And pollution terrorism exploitation
The possibility of a nuclear trafficking of women
And children --everything is all right with the world
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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It is better to do one's own duty, however defective it may be, than to follow the duty of another, however well one may perform it. He who does his duty as his own nature reveals it, never sins.