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Cowardice Stand

It is not good to have cowardice stand
Not all foes can be called future friend
They must be shown their right place
As life is just open for all to win the race

No one decides our destiny
It may be claimed by many
But keep them at arm’s length
Show them your resolve and real strength

How can they be right?
When you have will power to fight
You can sail through any storm
When wind is in favor and sun very warm

Age may play its role and so the nature
We have the key and have to make it sure
What can be fate tomorrow is anybody’s guess
Get prepared for it and express readiness in any case

The idea must be conceived from the very start
This is one of the beautiful gift or art
Every individual is gifted with it by almighty
Only it must be shown with confidence and ability

There has to be no letting in at any stage
New words are to be written on every page
Each page must speak of its own story
There is no scope to feel later on sorry

Confirm that you are individual
Your approach may be casual
But you are not lost soul
You might have committed fowl

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A weak love

Neither it broke nor did it speak
It just tried to prove strong but felt very weak
I preserved to the heart and consider as super class
Took special care to feel easy at pass

It has all its charm
Nothing has been done to harm
It still waits for warm welcome
When will you respond and come?

I too have loved from heart
I was for it from the very start
Love is not only gift but an art
We got to be careful not to part

It may pain me more
If it is blamed anymore
It is so sacred and retained as such
Do not think a lot or so much

It may take longer than expected
It is to be adored and respected
It is heavenly gift and not given to all
Luck is those who understand and respond the call

Will you be sincere enough to obey?
Bow down to almighty and pray
Oh, God! Give me the strength to withstand
Give m e insight to know her as friend

I shall stand in no way or obstruct
My conscience will definitely guide me and instruct
I shall prove it to be a noble act
I love you from is like day light fact

It is not body alone
Soul too has to be won
It may be then be called real bondage
The golden story will be written on page

Come and join to make it success
Have all doubts cleared with open access
I was ever your and remain so in future
Take every word of mine for sure

I was at pain to learn about loose remark
It was as if a loud noise from dog with bark
How can one think of so bad for pure form?
One should always remain firm and better informed

It is definitely a pulsating current
It may go up and down and may not look apparent
It needs purest form to realize the pulse
It can not be termed impure or anything else

It deserves highest attention and regard
One must be positive and look forward
There me some setbacks initially
It must be given go by really

So many people loose the heart at slight provocation
It really speaks bad and does not give good indication
The distrust has no place at all and is ruled out of question
One must be assertive and stand firmly in his position

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Knows What The Future Will Bring

Tis said of every individual that they can shape their own destiny
Though others will tell you quite differently and with such thinking would not agree
Who knows what will happen tomorrow who knows what your future will bring
Though at present you feel a bit ordinary and none other your praises do sing.

You may try to shape your own destiny without taking circumstance into account
And you may have great plans for the future and to little that too can amount
To if destiny does not point in that direction your destiny and circumstance
Does play a huge part in your future our gift of life came about by chance.

Who knows what will happen tomorrow you may feel sad and tearful today
Tonight you may win first division tattslotto and you can celebrate in a big way
Or tomorrow for you than today little different with your same set of worries and woes
As Shaw once said 'Life's Not Meant To Be Easy' but such is life one must suppose.

Who knows what the future will bring to you despite what some say it does seem to me
That we cannot look into the future such things are beyond us to see
Those things known as circumstance and destiny a huge part in our lives do play
And these two can make us or break us for in our future they have a big say.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Look Not At

Look not at what he or she appears
They are the same since years
Their sweet voice ring constantly in ears
They are our real brothers, sisters and neighbors

I never saw ugliness
But read only happiness
When they spoke few nice words
That was as if blessings appeared from the lords

What we all need in real journey?
When not needed wealth or money?
Few words do the real trick
When we have strong resolve to stick

What makes us to feel for outer show?
May be some irritation when it grows
For a face unfamiliar or with ugly appearance
That has been given by almighty at once

Who can undo it for any good reason?
But an individual can be nice person
Good at heart and full of compassion
That is all needed now for good relation

I used to read lovely messages
When they may speak nothing due to old age
But I catch the intention when look at
Their eyes seems full of thanks when fully set

What can be good if beautiful face turns cruel?
With nothing in store to express or tell
I love ugly people (God forbade me)
Who always love and pose no trouble

I wish to be one among
Even if they go anytime wrong
I shall cherish their inner beauty
When they speak little but with blessings from almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ask 3: Into the eye of the sun

Stand alone, go walk in dreams
No place but where you land
Take her by the hand,
Slip on slide, don’t hide away
Give or take, we’ll make it.

Calmer tides, you know I’ve tried
To fly but always fail
Into the eye of the sun
Into a story begun
A new dawn fading as we turn the page into obscurity

I’m lost my friend, broken sprits, tend to cry for help, when there not Wanted anymore
Shown the door, I’ve been shown so many times before

No pathway set in stone. Just cast away the veil you’ve laid
No stairway to the throne, what’s there to say, when nothings real
You’ve paid your dues, we’ve seen it through
So many times and cried
why is it they always lied to us no matter how we tried?

poem by David Lacey
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Poet not to remain quiet

It is essence of poet not to remain quiet
Even though may not have knowledge considered to be basic
The thoughts and images must reach to the masses
As they may have enough of it to read in classes

The flower may not know what fragrance it has
There might not be awareness yesterday as it was
Still there may be bright tomorrow to celebrate
It may be simple try by poet to project and narrate

The poets are called crazy and thought driven
They do not bother for their appearance even
They eat whatever they get and stay wherever they are
The world is so close to them and not very far

They are part of each living object
They accept it in mind and never reject
They try to feel natural belongingness
And it is there as gift to feel oneness

Not all can feel the impulse of nature
Not all can see the well being of future
Only few can breathe with it and survive
They make it perfect and try to revive

It requires third eye to feel the real soul
You may witness it casually and not as whole
You get hurt when something wrong is done to nature
You express sorrow when over apathy to cure

Not that people are cruel and less sentimental
They may be part of bad set up and very much instrumental
Yet poet is different from others and feels grieved
He has the noble soul and her words are respected and believed

Everybody may be passing through critical phase
There may be mad race and long chase
Yet there may be enough of reasonability in approach
Poet may try to project but not attempt to teach or preach

Some of them may be called nationalist
Some one may be well known as futurists
Some may come out as strong supporters of the liberty
Some may prove very good at prayers of almighty

It is not that only poets do great service
People from many walks of life also suffice
Their contribution is well known and of very good standard
It is the basis for which to go ahead and look forward

But the rainbow can only be seen in poetic heart
By little appearance of natural beauty it will simply start
It will pen beautiful words to please old and young alike
Not all the ideas may occur to all or strike

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet not to remain

It is essence of poet not to remain quiet
Even though may not have knowledge considered to be basic
The thoughts and images must reach to the masses
As they may have enough of it to read in classes

The flower may not know what fragrance it has
There might not be awareness yesterday as it was
Still there may be bright tomorrow to celebrate
It may be simple try by poet to project and narrate

The poets are called crazy and thought driven
They do not bother for their appearance even
They eat whatever they get and stay wherever they are
The world is so close to them and not very far

They are part of each living object
They accept it in mind and never reject
They try to feel natural belongingness
And it is there as gift to feel oneness

Not all can feel the impulse of nature
Not all can see the well being of future
Only few can breathe with it and survive
They make it perfect and try to revive

It requires third eye to feel the real soul
You may witness it casually and not as whole
You get hurt when something wrong is done to nature
You express sorrow when over apathy to cure

Not that people are cruel and less sentimental
They may be part of bad set up and very much instrumental
Yet poet is different from others and feels grieved
He has the noble soul and her words are respected and believed

Everybody may be passing through critical phase
There may be mad race and long chase
Yet there may be enough of reasonability in approach
Poet may try to project but not attempt to teach or preach

Some of them may be called nationalist
Some one may be well known as futurists
Some may come out as strong supporters of the liberty
Some may prove very good at prayers of almighty

It is not that only poets do great service
People from many walks of life also suffice
Their contribution is well known and of very good standard
It is the basis for which to go ahead and look forward

But the rainbow can only be seen in poetic heart
By little appearance of natural beauty it will simply start
It will pen beautiful words to please old and young alike
Not all the ideas may occur to all or strike

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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On the world stage

I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy

As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension

No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder

What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay

This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
"Come what may" approach may enlighten way
The story of success can't far away

Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came

Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry

So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A free action

express freely
it may not look silly
your intention of retaining
the desire for love maintaining

it has to go from your direction
reach out to the people with real affection
show it to them that it is love for peace
we all live with harmony and at ease

What may make others to wonder?
As the clouds appear with thunder
it may rain heavily with shower
touching the roots for birth of flower

Who can stop this natural process?
you are gifted with an open access
You were observing it all along
nothing can go out of hand or wrong

You may not be able to convince
they can not be compelled to show or evince
for sacred love to be shown to fellow man
it is show of eagerness that any one can

it will be too late to regret or express sorrow
it can not be left for uncertainty or tomorrow
The love has its origin from eternity
it has to be expressed and shown with fine quality

You may have solid return
sometimes you may have same turn
you are earning a praise from deprived
the long term effect can not be believed

The love and affection is not the commodity to show
it is essence of life and naturally grow
we are not used to difference of opinion
we need to appreciate if it existed in companion

There is enough room and space to fall in line
it must be shown that you really feel it fine
the time pass off within no time to come
there won't be anybody later on to welcome

Show the willingness for all kind gesture
you have seen its utility for the future
the world can be built effectively on good will
the stones should not be used with flowers to kill

It will have far reaching consequences and effect
the kindness is seen in hidden act
the love is understood by all and is common fact
it should be shown tenderly without any tact

There is no other short cut or easy option
the show of strength or wealth is ruled out of question
the simplicity is not seen with cordial relation
the joy and happiness mus come out with elation

the love can not be measured
it is to be shown and assured
in its simplest form and must be shown
with warmth and affection to be fully grown

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As yet no clue

There was no clue yet as to why?
Why I run away and feel shy?
What can be its remedy?
Why life has become such a comedy?

I have found no answer
It was leading me no where
It is reality that I am here
I may leave constantly under fear

How can I prove as good human being?
Why I look so helpless in life circus ring?
Can I not live happily and meaningfully sing?
Oh God, you are the sole authority and king

Lead me kindly to the light from deep dark
Show me the end with will power to embark
I shall not deviate from performing well
Sum up all the difficulties and let loose hell

I am standing alone in vast and deep sea
Sea waves shock the boat for me to see
I wonder how it could be balanced to stand fast.
I want to see that it survives to the last

I shall stand with folding hands to pray
With sincere request to show me the way
I shall not blame my bad luck or powerful fate
I will have to come out of it even if it may be very late

I must realize the importance of being simple creature
It must be made worthy for bright future
Not all the way lady luck may smile or favor
I must have to make all round show to come over

I may not have to become somebody’s mouth piece
What I must ensure is its complete existence with peace
I have been sent here with some mission to accomplish
I may need heavenly blessings to come round and finish

I pray almighty to charge my spirit to withstand
Nothing should deter me amidst all when I stand
Let my foot prints disappear with passage of time
They may remember my noble role sometime

We are nothing but as such single entity
An individual with no name to have continuity
How can that become possible without divine favor?
It has to be carried on with all fervor

Life as such is distinctive gift from Almighty
We must try to live with all the honors and dignity
It has to have some meaning and purpose
There is no room for if, buts and suppose

I shall not complain for any draw backs
I shall stand firm and never show my back
It has to have smooth sailing with direction
I can only offer my dedication with good actions

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Takes Moment

It takes moment’s work to finish
A living object on earth to perish
What happiness we got from it, I don’t know?
I was taken a back from wind’s throw

How many thoughts might have crossed?
Creator might have never thought or tossed
The idea of giving chance to come on earth
With definite assurance of meeting graceful death

If death was certainty and fully understood
What is need to digest different school’s thought food
Many thoughts may be floated around to fool
How come an intelligent person can be made tool?

More you think in that direction
Less you get any clue for definite action
It is Holy Spirit that binds you in good faith
You can’t be scared for loosing life in death

If it has to come then no one can stop
For that you don’t have to cry and go over roof top
Look at hollow sky and sink into useless thinking
That may only hasten your end and cause for sinking

Any living object has to depart
It is defined clearly and very much part
Known facts to all for no fooling around
It has to be stabilized for doing well and sound

Is it not rubbish idea to think of an ending?
When there is enough room for amending
Lot of space for praying and asking for favor
Lead a life for good aim with peace and honor

What suicide will do to an individual?
His departure may be considered as casual
Cowardice step with no more sympathy
As it is shown disrespect to almighty

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A response to memory

Is there anything like conscience?
do we really believe in its presence?
it troubles me a lot when suddenly awakened?
as the future lay completely darkened

She may appear and suddenly ask
there is something like tea in flask
shake your memory and listen
what I have not to say even

You ditched me and left to good luck
you knew i will be badly struck
I did not prove as dame duck
I will bounce back and definitely look

I may not like to be lost in dreams
as it is burning body from with in with beams
I am not going to be a yes woman
yet it will be a lesson for man

Memory is hard to be pushed away
to be lost in oblivion is the only way
there is complete harmony in relation
as long as it has true revelation

How does it matter if you do not remember?
Who will under the agony and answer?
Have to open my heart and reveal?
my love was fake and not real

No one has time to show sympathy
I am struck with pain to feel self pity
it is unbearable and no where to show
I can bear no more as I have to leave and go

You treated me like commodity
the game played by you was dirty
I can not look back and lament
It may remain their as sad moment

It will not matter now even if you accept
love is not an idea or an ideal concept
it is beautifully conceived and realized
no one does a favor or gets obliged

I did not feel it as shame
I do not curse or blame
it may be sheer bad luck and fate
I will have to realize it soon or late

I stand in far corner and weep
It is impossible to remember and keep
All good comments and memory at heart
as it has shown the beginning of bad start

Is it not the divine spirit to feel?
are we going to tarnish it or kill?
it may not meet our expectation
still it stands as reality with good observation

Not all may find it with favor
All flowers may not offer flavor
We expect beautiful show with fragrance
it should boom with all colors at once

Kill the conscience, curb the wishes but not the trust
these are ingredients and possibly must
It is best way to reach and feel the pulse
no one has capability to push it and repulse

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Destiny

Flirt with me today
and you may lust for my tomorrows.
Seek the fate I have in store for you
And you may have not time for borrow.

Destiny has it written
Written down in every page well.
It is the fate we all must spend in life
Destiny has you under its destined spell.

Some may make it to the top
Then some not even to take a step.
But whatever you think you all deserve
It is but destiny in this life you'll get!

Some may seem to die before their time
Then others you wonder why they've not?
You see that is just their destiny
And it is all of what they'd got.

Some rich, some poor as church mice
Then others never seem to have to work at all!
It all lie within their destiny you see
It lie within each destiny that was called.

poem by Linda Winchell
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Not to capsize

Life is enterprising with full of opportunities
It may show good sign with little continuities
You can’t go forward sans vigour and strength
Path may be lost without proper wavelength

Life may have upheavals with ups and down
Even good progress may invite wrath and frown
The course has to be steered with careful count
Not to yield to pressure even if it mounts

Life boat is laden with ammunition and explosives?
It may bear burden if we have hostile relatives
Why to think of hate, anger, jealousy on boat?
There is every chance for it’s capsize when afloat

Life boat may face rough weather and storm
Relation may get strained and not remain warm
Damage may occur with little or no harm
No one can escape ………….

How to have smooth sailing without proper direction?
How to start from stretch and where to end the action?
Will we be able to sail with full load on route?
Either to surrender to fate or face the complete rout

Life is like boat and may face many challenges
Best way open is how to face and manage?
Luck may not side with or favour the tide
Success story may reveal even if you try to hide

Strange may be ways when dear one departs
Life will be in doll drums if fails with good start
Lucky may be those who find good treasure
Words may be less to express its pleasure

Still past may hound and future look bleak?
Honesty must prevail and action should speak
It will not matter what we gained or lost?
Love must be won over at whatever cost

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good to say no

It is always good to say “no”
At least you have information and knowledge
You have definite ideas where to approach and go
This makes difference for what to retain and what to forgo

In no case you feel let down by anybody
The field and opportunities lay open for everybody
You have enough of time to plan and strike
You have open sky and favorable wind to fly the kite

Nothing hurts you more than the desertion
That too at eleventh hour when your existence is in question
How bad you feel when left alone at decisive moment?
You may have no words to express sorrow or resent

You can’t stand with sorrows and tears
As an able body person you got to bear
Any set back that has come on the way
Clear the hurdles and push them away

You may have “let down “feelings
That may certainly be disastrous and killing
Yet there is no end and hope for future
Only you must have will power to make it sure

Life is full of ups and down with lots of uncertainties
It provides for skillful exhibition with capabilities
It may generate lots of hope with confidence
You may be in position to see through scopes and chances

It demonstrates to the world about your talent
As you were able to utilize it with its full extent
You proved the saying “fortune favors the brave”
You were in full control of situation and save

Interdependence is good for competition
But blind dependence may invite the repetition
You can’t go in with limited source
As it may need addition strength and force

Try to be confident indigenous capability
That may clearly increase your ability
To utilize it at its peak with optimum level
You may have then all chances to excel

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(Inspiration Poem) A Book Never Read

Living by the fire
Living to admire
Living down to the wire
Still the wheels don't turn
I think it is because I want it
Urn for it
The beautiful almighty
I will not pray
Not as long as I live day by day
How much does my soul really weigh?
How many sins can be forgiven?
The fog will eventually choke you out
Whine and pout all you want
It won't make a dent in my steel cage
Because it was built from pure rage
If Its not a stage
What am I going through?

Its just another page of my book never read

Words as stale as the food I was fed
Maybe it was how many times I have been dropped on my head
I plead guilty to an unwritten destiny
I lied to myself in a mirror straight to my very own face
Memories erased

It's just another page of my book never read

I can't be lead astray
Especially if I'm willing
It's not much different then stealing
A moral yeng then yang
A oh so perfect harmony
Keeping things on a even keel
Always questioning what is real

It's just another page of my book never read

I hold on so tight to my comfy bed
Such a beautiful night
The stars are glistening oh so bright
I turn off the lights
Sleep for the dreams of a tomorrow
We are all living on borrowed time
So I ask again where's mine?
A question that continues to go unanswered
Draw your own conclusion
It's another one of the deep dark mysterious illusions

It's just another page of my book never read
It's as if every word has never been said
It's just another page of my tattered and torn book that will be never read

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Thank you a lot

I learnt it from nature
Despite harming so much for sure
"I bow head with respect"
To forgive us all for mad act

I thank almighty for providing precious life
Along with resolve to stay with lots of strife
Always waiting for good to happen
Despite all chances of no success even

I breathe in amidst uncertain moment
Thank nature for providing nice movement
To feel its pulse of its great act
What else can be felt in return as fact?

We can only thank in terms of gesture
That is goodness of human being for sure
We can reciprocate and recognize
If everything is understood as wise

Be calm and quiet while responding
Because that directly reflects and corresponds
Your inner soul action and feeling on face
Face lines are read in all the cases

Eyes go down in recognition
"Words are not sufficient reflection"
"I wish to speak something more"
It just weaves the thoughts and really adore

Such is the meaning of "Thank you"
It must convey feeling and look true
Merely saying "thank you" may look casual
Each time it may be spoken as lines from an individual

Lots of burden is removed when conveyed
The gratitude felt from inside and relayed
The receiver may too felt its impact
To feel real worth and graciousness of act

Thank all when you feel something good is done
Not to you but your friend and heart is won
This is the only gesture that costs nothing
But in return you earn a good will wish for something

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A watching her go

I stood motionless watching her go
She knocked me off with word no
The words were not hers as it flew
The wind stopped for a while and I knew

It may flow from now on in different direction
We may go far off and have no reaction
It was not at all parting gift as her eyes glittered
I stood there but completely shattered

She wanted to exchange words but only murmured
I could not guess what she uttered
Her stand was clear and not altered
At no stage she had ever faltered

I could guess some raging struggle in her mind
It was very difficult to guess and find
She was by heart very good and decent
I thought she was for me and heavenly sent

She had called me to see in person
I guessed she had lot many reasons
The wind was not flowing in her favor
She had grasped it as an edge of razor

She was far more resolute than weak
She was firm but could not speak
She was forced upon to desert
She could never agree to any words or insert

It all happened in friction of seconds
She stood the as calm water of ponds
No sound of any kind whatsoever
She had dreamed of owning me forever

Can you imagine I was struck dumbfounded?
As if some culprits were searched and rounded
I was to be handcuffed and sent to cell
Nothing seemed to be gong nice and well

She had last words for me to remember
She was no more going to be part or member
I had to leave her for common good
She wanted me to know where I stood

“Life would be hell without you”
“This is written on wall and very true”
I pleaded her not to think much on those lines
They were making me insane without taking wines

I shall be sunk and go to nuts
There may be many questions with ifs and buts
Where will I stand in public eye?
Why you want to say permanent bye?

My silence broke with her steps going away
She had chosen her best way
I will not blame her for anything she did
I had certainly failed to find the lid

“Come what may” I may not obstruct
I decided not to meet her or instruct
The destiny is not in our hands as called fate
It is better to have come early than very late

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rest of life

Days and nights count
Pressure slowly mounts
Life seems to be Herculean task
You get no answer even if you ask

Life can not be carried on
Single handedly never won
When one of the soul is heavenly flown
Another one remains behind to own

She will desperately try
Hold her tears but do not cry
People may come forward and ask why?
You may go down and feel very shy

Extremely difficult for man to survive
Heart broken and nothing left to revive
Woman can still resist the shock
Man will be down with time in clock

Still the situation same for both
Responsibility to share without any growth
Hurdles many and concerns more
Life is to be spent for everything to score

You have life to hang on
Kids and parents to be grown
No let up and situation to overcome
With heavy heart you have to stand and welcome

You are destined to face
It is tough and cruel race
You can not loose it in any case
It is crucial and difficult phase

Person tries all the means in adverse situation
The same will not go on with same continuation
There will end some where in sight
But single handedly you will have to fight

No one ends life and commit suicide
Whoa re we to think and decide?
Life is meant to be pursued and carried on
It hardly matter if it lost or won

It is individual’s courage
He or she will ably manage
This situation may come in any age
No one has any idea to guess

Almighty is generous enough to grant you some wisdom
You are gifted with common sense and freedom
You become wise and loose the hold seldom
Though it may create some isolation and boredom

Time is healing factor
You are bound to function as an actor
You have your own world to cope with
You are now sound enough and equipped with teeth

You may carry everybody to the shore
You did all in your capacity to explore
Nothing deterred you from solid performance
You excelled every time and swam at once

You need not worry for the later part
This was thrust upon you from the start
You chose the course and did not deviate
You went ahead on right path and initiated

You have heaved a sigh of relief
You had strong conviction and belief
It has given you the immense strength
The life is synchronized now with good wave length

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Need to be told

If you need to be told
Then don't try to be bold
You will be like any other person
May come in life and go as seasons

Person should be able to take his own decisions
That should not vary and must be with precision
It trusts self first then thinks of others actions
There is no fun in offering any kind of reactions

You are your own judge and come to the conclusion
Every word is spoken with care and without any confusion
There is no withdrawal as it has been carefully considered
At no stage there is second thought and differed

This is how the stubbornness comes in life at later stage
It is with experience and coming up of the age
You are shedding off the uncertainty and come out of the cage
The confidence is reflected as new words are printed on page

Let actions speak louder than words
You may find it easy to look and go forward
You may have full satisfaction of what you contemplated
Every action is thought of and fully related

An individual has to be master of his own destiny
This fact might not been realized by many
There is hidden message behind it with some purpose
One must always keep mind free without keeping any grudge

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fate to fight

Why think of their death to night?
When you are not sure of your fate to fight
Some what it created little awkwardness
Are we in full capacity to judge on their face?

The talk of reward comes later
Let us be peace lover and not hater
Life as such is totally uncertain
Important thing is to care for relation and maintain

Human life is full of misery
Love it to full extent even for your adversary
Never show to anybody that you are doing it out of pity
Act only to shows that you are just messenger of almighty

Whether life remains same or not should not cause any concern
Anything good performed by you may definitely turn
Your destiny and life into permanent peace
Life may be same again and spent at ease

Bow along with them for mass appeal
Your wish and desire should be in fact real
No lip services or out side show shown to the people
Else it my be known soon and land you in trouble

Let us go to their help if blessed with resources
Internal wishes and conscience must act as divine force
Noble soul with its action is always noticed by all
They see in it a good gesture to respond the call

We all must show sympathy in their troubled days
Pray almighty to come to the rescue and show the way
Render everything if that can over come their woes
Ponder not over result if almighty comes to your help and does

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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